A sad, sad man

So this guy won the lottery, now his life sucks, and it's all the money's fault.

"Almost five years later, Whittaker is left with things money can’t cure: His daughter’s cancer....... his wife left him, and his drug-addicted granddaughter — his protégé and heir — died. He endured constant requests for money."

Oh my God, no. Not constant requests for money.

“I don’t have any friends,” he said in a lengthy interview with The Associated Press. “Every friend that I’ve had, practically, has wanted to borrow money or something and of course, once they borrow money from you, you can’t be friends anymore.”

The whole article is a "Woe is me" diatribe about how horrible it is to be him. Of course, he's not broke, or anything.

"Whittaker was a self-made millionaire long before he became a lottery winner, having built a pipeline business worth $17 million. He still has plenty of money."

God, I feel so sorry for him.

"Whittaker’s struggles with drinking, gambling and philandering became public, and tales of his transgressions were retold with relish. His home and car were repeatedly burglarized. At a strip club, thieves broke into his Lincoln Navigator and stole a briefcase stuffed with $245,000 in $100 bills and three $100,000 cashier’s checks."

Oh, you poor, poor soul.

Let me make a couple of observations.

First of all, if your wife left you, then it's probably because you're a whiny ass, and you're a cheating, gambling drunk (see above quotes for proof of that).

Secondly, there are millions of people in this country with cancer. Though I'm sorry your daughter is one of them, I doubt very much that the Powerball Jackpot had anything to do with it.

Thirdly, what kind of a dumbass leaves half a million bucks worth of cash/checks in the back of your car at a freakin' strip club?

Dude, qwitcherbitchin'.

You won $93 million after taxes. You were already a millionaire. Why don't you try giving some of that money away to those less fortunate than yourself instead of whining because they want to borrow it?

And maybe, if your life sucks so bad, you should quit gambling, drinking and philandering, and try to not be such a whiny ass. Stop looking for validation for the good things that you supposedly have done, and do something because it's the right thing to do, not for recognition and accolades. And maybe you should start going to one of those fancy new multi-million dollar churches that you built.

Lots of people have sucky lives. I'll bet I can find about 50 of them right now in my ER alone that would love to switch places with you. Including me.