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> The Daily Beast is prone to such things, so --
> this is a farcical article by "Alexandra Penney,"
> right? The woman is "worried" she will have to
> live in her wealthy son's extra home in Santa
> Monica, had to give herself a dose from her
> personal stash of "tranquilizers," sounds
> crestfallen over the weak market for fine arts
> in Manhattan, and then again worries she "might
> have to" hire an aide for herself?
Yet I bet it's all true. In the real world, something very much like this happened to my sister-in-law: suddenly her trusted genius guy made all her famous millions go bye-bye and she was fucking broke. Oddly, it doesn't seem to occur to these people who are rolling in dough to hire two separate financial advisors, so even if one of them is crooked, you still don't get robbed flat broke.
Yours WDK