Did you ever had a $300,000 dinner? Let me tell you why that's important. Every year in June I take my private jet to my private resort in the middle of the Pacific. It's staffed by Maasai warriors who are captured from the plains of Tanzania and trained from birth to be the most obedient servants on Earth. They serve me an aged steak made from and extinct species of dolphin on my glass table made of diamond. They serve me a small piece of the dolphin steak by placing it on my tongue, and then I spit it out into an ivory bowl. I do not do this because I enjoy the taste, but because it reminds me of success. That discarded, half cooked slice of dolphin flesh has more of a chance of being a success than you, and for that reason I'm out.