"The only thing I can't seem to lay my hands on are my own marbles" (Image: NurPhoto via Getty Images) Musk has ALL the money. He could buy countries. In fact, he pretty much has bought and paid for control of the largest economy in the world. By donating a few hundred million to Donald Trump's re-election campaign, and distracting everyone with ketamine quivers and slashing parts of government, Musk ensured that his multi-billion government contracts were safe. He also shut down the unhelpful investigations into his firms which exposed them to regulatory risk. Then he stepped back from public life to concentrate on his businesses, as though that wasn't what he'd been doing all along. ‌ He's not worrying about whether he can afford another child, or paternity suit. He's not turning down the heating, totting up the weekly shop, or wondering how he'll pay the mortgage, like millions of us do every day. He built a suburban enclave for his families in Texas, isn't talking to many of them, and in any event reportedly sleeps most nights alone in a prefab studio apartment that he rents from his own company. Value: about £38,000. He has spent some money on himself, of course. He went bald and then magically grew all his hair back, and his face isn't quite how it used to be. But it's no fun being rich, because everybody is out for a piece of it. It's safe to assume, for example, that somewhere along the chain of providing Elon with clothes, food or services, someone is putting a little bump for themselves on top of the bill. This is a man so rich that he could afford to eat all the cake in the world, and then pay for someone to suck the resulting fat from his bum. With their mouth, if he felt like it. He could own any car, any home, any business, go anywhere and do anything. He could walk into palaces uninvited. He could buy King Charles, and all his geraniums, about 1,000 times over. So what could he do if he had more? ‌