I’d marry someone I didn’t love to become a billionaire or stay one. I can always learn to love my spouse and, as a matter of fact, most studies show arranged marriages to be happier than those by those who “fall in love” and like Kim Kardashian fall back out in 72 days or 72 hours or 72 minutes.
Real humiliation is like that in The Magic Christian (the Ringo Starr movie) where people are challenged to jump into a cesspool for a million. Or a poor girl with a rotten boyfriend who tapes an intimate act and puts it on the internet. I remember watching David Letterman asking Hilton about the infamous tapes and the poor dear blushed but kept her dignity and didn’t burst into tears or jump up and run off the stage and out the studio and become a hermit or join a convent. Apparently her parents raised her to respect her host and not bolt and she gave David the most touching look I have ever seen. He immediately apologized and she must have forgiven him because she has subsequently returned to his show as a guest. Yes I know that the entertainment shows have branded her as an attention whore but Ms. Hilton won my undying respect by standing her ground by remaining seated that night on the Letterman show. That is my two cents worth.