Castalia

My dream-fantasy, that I have never "shared" with anyone, and which actually takes up a good deal of my conscious fantasy-life, is that whenever, in a Far Western State, I see a needy (hungry, homeless or unhappy) child (usually a boy, but I suppose it could be a girl), I just go up to him (or to his parent/s) and say, "Here's 5,000 dollars, and my card.  Spend the money as you will, but I advise you not to buy food or clothes or personal items for yourself just yet.  You will notice that the address on the card is that of a five star hotel in the city center.   I urge you to go to it.  You will find that a room has been reserved for you, and that a member of my staff will be there to greet you and get you settled in--and, just for this evening, to take you to dinner and/or do some preliminary shopping.  Tomorrow, others of my staff will make sure that you get time to swim in the hotel swimming pool,  to get in some intensive shopping, as well as to meet other kids in your program-group, and to explain our educational/lifestyle program, and administer compatibility/eligibility tests to you to see just where you might fit into it."