View from the North 40: The argument for poor, inspirational me

In a depressing accident of birth, like big feet and a location in southern something-not-Montana listed as my birthplace, I was born without a silver spoon.

I would be an awesome rich person — generous, fun-loving, laid back, definintely not uppity, a philanthropist, for sure. Of course, I would be born WITH money in my scenario. Not make it. That’s an important point here.

I’ve never been much of one for actually making money. I think that has to do with the whole accident of birth thing that I don’t have that drive for dinero, gusto for greenbacks, must-have for moola, do-it fo...