POEM: Who Wants to be a Millionaire?

Who wants to be a millionaire?
Is that your final question?

I like this poem because it deals with the theme of and the theme of .  Perhaps needless to say, I have issues with .  And as far as go, I come from the camp that says you must choose between and .  I parodying popular , which seems like most the to be quite .  The word “” has become an ever popular part of my lexicon.  Probably because the gap between seeking and seeking has grown starker, or least my of that has.  It seems hard to get more crass than “Who wants to be a millionaire?”  Nevertheless, our popular seems quite successful at reaching ever new heights of .  Of course, the parody of the final line, “Is that your final answer?” is actually a conceptual pun in the sense that rather than coming to some final closure that our scientific reductionist so highly, it turns this value on its head, and perhaps , by answering the question with a question, which seems to resemble much more closely than the vain desire to wrap things up in a nice little bow of , that is, being a millionaire.  Of course, the obvious answer to the question, “Who wants to be a millionaire?” seems to be “Me, duh!” And indeed that may be the answer for most, I  merely submit the question, “Is that your final answer?”  Any ?

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