Riva Aquariva

I generally try my best not to buy into any dogma, but there are certain moments in life, when it is nice to follow a clear set of supposedly authoritative rules. In those moments, I try to live by the answer to a very simple question: What Would George Clooney Do? I guess, if you like acronmys, you could refer to this as WWGCD? for short, but it doesn’t have much of a ring to it, and actually looks like it’s the abbreviation for something that is either related to technology or a professional female sports league. To get back to my point though, the question ‘What Would George Cloooney Do?’ provides infallible answers to some of the most difficult questions that modern society throws at you: Illy or Nespresso? Rolex or Omega? Bow tie or regular tie when wearing a tuxedo? Is it possible to age gracefully? Should you buy an electric car? Is it ok to grow a belly when you get old? Should we intervene in Darfur? What’s better: to get married and have kids or remain a bachelor for life? Of course, you may not always like the answer you get – I for example prefer Rolex to Omega – but looking at Mr. Clooney it’s pretty obvious that he gets it right most of the time. And I would submit to you that asking yourself what George would do in your position will almost always lead to much better outcomes (as long as you don’t try to apply the WWGCD dogma to solving moral dilemmeas or finding a way to bring about world peace – but in fairness all other dogmas have a tendency to fail on these accounts as well). So why am I telling you all this? It’s only partly to wax lyrical about George Clooney. Primarily, I am trying to set the stage for what I want to post today. And as hard as I tried, I could not come up with a better reason for liking this, than to point out that George Clooney owns the product in question. Today’s post is about a yacht. But not just any yacht; it’s the Riva Aquariva. And while you may find that this is a slightly silly name, the actual yacht itself is one of the prettiest yet least useful vessels ever to be launched. For the cost of some prime real estate in London, you get a lot of Mahogany, some leather, lots of chrome, and little else. No proper cabin, no pantry, no bathroom – not even a roof or any kind of protection against rain. You might think that the only thing more stupid than the name is the actual yacht itself. BUT as you can see below: George Clooney owns one. To me that’s good enough to want one as well – and if you think that’s shallow, do me a favour and just blame it on dogmatic worldviews in general!

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