What about the story of an ageing woman who was married into the Morgan dynasty upon marriage to J.P Morgan, who not only were part of the wealthy top tier but practically were the bank, and thus she was thrusted into a lifestyle yachts and fine dining. Except, the marriage didn’t last and in fact they divorced over 20 years ago, yet she still wears the slippers with the family crest on them and every so often gets drunk and regales stories of a lifestyle she once had.
Until, a new friend enters the group, she’s got long, wild reddish hair and listens to these old worn tales until she cracks and they get drunk together and during a drunken bonding session she shoots at her new friend,’that yacht sailed already, the 1980s are over!’ and they proceed to take their tops off and jump in the pool naked, thus empowering her new friend and escaping the shackles of bondage she was self-inflicting upon herself.
However, the story does not end here. A few months later, Saturn returns to domicile and the ageing woman, high on her new found confidence, received a letter from J.P Morgan who, after sensing his ex-wives new found confidence from afar, sends her a letter threatening foreclosure of her home and thus sweeping the rug from under her feet unless she promises to become subservient once again.
But - all is not lost, the time of power from theMorgan banning dynasty has reached its end, the show of power by threatening foreclosure was in fact a last ditch attempt to garner money from his failing banks...capitalism is over...there is no Morgan name to even hold on to anymore, for either the Morgan family or their scared ex wives...Capitalism is dead, now not only are their ex wives running about in pools makes but so are the ex husbands, and it’s not a pool, it’s a public lake.