Yeah I can see this. I also think there’d be quite a few that just aren’t interested in the fame, or maybe want to keep their stuff private.
I know a person who writes her own songs every so often. They’re usually made as a way of dealing with something going on in her life. I had no idea about this until after like five years of knowing her she shared one. It was beautiful, she has a great voice, and she plays the guitar really well. Since the pieces are so personal it’s just not something she’ll share with most of the world.
Is she a Mozart? I don’t know, maybe. To me at least the experience was really profound.
There’s probably quite a few that are really only known to their immediate friends, families, and communities.
There are a lot of really talented people out there, who will remain mostly anonymous. It’s probably nicer for most to not be in the limelight, though it sucks for the rest of us who will never know.
If he’s willing to trample all over people, exploit them, and have them die for his sake, then absolutely.
Billionaires don’t care about people. They don’t view others as human. To them workers are robots, a statistical means to an end. Who cares if someone dies in some factory/warehouse somewhere? There’ll be another to replace them before the end of the day.
A billionaire gladly takes the effort of others and claims it as their own. They go out of their way to do it.
That’s not to say that every evil person acting like this will automatically become a billionaire, but you need to be OK with doing these things in order to get there. A billion USD is such an insane sum you cannot legitimately accumulate that without hurting people in the process. Like there’s no logical way of actually earning that amount of money. That’s money you take.
Okay if somehow one can’t figure out that night comes after day, then one can hopefully count and know that 12 comes after 1. 1AM is in the middle of the night so 11 hours later, 12AM would be noon. 12AM obviously doesn’t come before 1AM, thus midnight is 12PM, because midnight is when one day rolls over to the next and you get morning (or before midday) again.
I’d love that kind of punishment. Be carried around in a basket and go down a slope in a sleigh, screaming with a childish glee I’ve not felt in decades.