Dear philanthropic multi-billionaires: I don't need you for my life.

Dear philanthropic multi-billionaires:

I don't need you for my life.

Dear Billies, Klausis, Georgis, Larrys, Jonnys, etc.:

I would like to give you toys, because from the looks of things you are bored and don't know what to do with your time. What a pity.

No, I don't think you're stupid. You just don't know what to do with your great intelligence and cowardly hide behind artificial intelligence. What a pity.

It is also not my job to accuse you of crimes against humanity and crimes against human rights. That is the job of international criminal courts as soon as you can no longer pay for them.

For some time now, your life has been going really well, because your investments in and ideas for population reduction through conventional wars, biological wars, political wars, etc. are being conscientiously carried out by narcissistic and prostituted politicians whose state finances are controlled by you.

Your business model: exploit the world and people for decades. And then you send out your foundations, which invest in solutions to problems and in doing so reversibly worsen the disaster you have caused; people are supposed to pay for and promote their own elimination.

Your material status is not God's will. It is the result of investments for which only you and your prostituted henchmen are responsible.