I knew this guy. He was the richest man I've ever shaken hands with. I was aboard his yacht in the New York City Wall Street yacht basin. It was huge. He was pointing out the autopilot and how it worked with the GPS navigation system. Back then it cost five grand to fill up the fuel tanks.
He founded and ran a huge Wall Street consulting company. It carried his name. It made him tens, perhaps hundreds of millions. Before he turned 45 he got divorced from his first wife and had to recover from it. His children from that marriage were my age, and a handsome lot they were. For five years he catted around and played the field, and then he met "HER," the love of his life. He absolutely HAD to have her, and married her immediately.
It's almost thirty years later. He is 78 years old. Admittedly those are low mileage years, with plenty of golf and sea air instead of laboring at industry or shackled to a desk. Still, 78 years old, and he's decided to get divorced.
Divorce at 78 when there are some hundred million in assets. Everything is being sold so they can split it 50-50. The mansion, the shore condo, the Ferrari, the Lambo, the yachts, the chalet in the Alps, all of it.
Why? Because there is this Brazilian woman in her 40s who is soooo sexy.
The man feels he has ten years left (till he's 88?) and wants to spend those years in bliss with Brazilian Girl.
Can you imagine how embarrassing this must be to explain to family and friends and business associates? To confess to the world that at 78 you can't keep the trouser snake under control and absolutely MUST destroy your entire estate for one piece of tempting ass? That one pussy is worth a hundred million dollars?
Some would say, "this divorce brought to you by Viagra."
I have a different opinion of it. I believe that marriage is so toxic that even couples like this can no longer stand each other after three decades.
As with most wives, she probably quit putting out twenty years ago, consigning the husband to a sexual watery grave. Perhaps he couldn't take it.
Perhaps he would rather deal with the trouble of divorcing at that age than being accused of marital infidelity, immorality, and fighting a losing cause divorce for his remaining years. So who are we to judge?
As for me, two marriages and two divorces are more than enough, thank you. Despite the appearance of the most amazing woman in my life, and despite the fact that I adore her and would gladly marry her -- and would consider it an honor to have her as my wife -- when I think of again being a husband, I run screaming from the room.
So good luck, Horny Elderly Industrial Baron Dude. I believe you have it right. And I hope your time is twenty happy, sexually satisfying years left.
One last thing, though, pal. Get a prenup!
