In the carpool van the driver typically has the radio tuned to an oldies station and this morning was no different. Shortly before we pulled into work the Beatles' classic "Can't Buy Me Love" was blastin' and I got to thinkin'...what if money *could* buy you love?
How much would it cost? How would it be packaged? Would it come in bottles? Bags? Vials? Trays? Flats? Maybe truckloads? Would it be sold by weight or volume? Would there end up being "brand name," "off-brand," and "generic" love? Could you get it flavored? Diet love? Who would afford it? Would there be an age restriction on who could buy it? Would they have to expand the DWI laws to those who were driving "drunk with love?"
If you could buy love, would things like cosmetics, cosmologists, and Cosmopolitan magazine be things of the past? Would "working girls" be out of a job? Would Latin American economies crumble? Would Russia and the Carribean still export so much booze? Would the companies comprising the Dow Jones Industrial Average be turned on their heads, if not replaced completely?
And what about different varieties? Could you buy love of the ocean or love of money (wouldn't *that* be ironic!)? Romantic love? Familial love? Puppy love?
Maybe it's better love isn't for sale. It seems to be more valuable without a pricetag on it anyway.
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