|New World, Blue Mountains NP, sunrise, last week|
“All that glisters is not gold;
Often have you heard that told:
Many a man his life has sold
But my outside to behold:
Gilded tombs do worms enfold
Had you been as wise as bold,
Your in limbs, in judgment old,
Your answer had not been in'scroll'd
Fare you well: your suit is cold.'
Cold, indeed, and labour lost:
Then, farewell, heat and welcome, frost!”
William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice
This speech was prepared for a lecture to university students later this month. It is about a revolution in the fundamental nature of value.