1.0Bulles de bonheurhttps://bullesbygundula.com/en/rich600338<blockquote class="wp-embedded-content"><a href="https://bullesbygundula.com/en/a-commodity/">A commodity</a></blockquote> <script type='text/javascript'> <!--//--><![CDATA[//><!-- /*! This file is auto-generated */ !function(d,l){"use strict";var e=!1,n=!1;if(l.querySelector)if(d.addEventListener)e=!0;if(d.wp=d.wp||{},!d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage)if(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if(t)if(t.secret||t.message||t.value)if(!/[^a-zA-Z0-9]/.test(t.secret)){for(var r,i,a,s=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),n=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),o=new RegExp("^https?:$","i"),c=0;c<n.length;c++)n[c].style.display="none";for(c=0;c<s.length;c++)if(r=s[c],e.source===r.contentWindow){if(r.removeAttribute("style"),"height"===t.message){if(1e3<(a=parseInt(t.value,10)))a=1e3;else if(~~a<200)a=200;r.height=a}if("link"===t.message)if(i=l.createElement("a"),a=l.createElement("a"),i.href=r.getAttribute("src"),a.href=t.value,o.test(a.protocol))if(a.host===i.host)if(l.activeElement===r)d.top.location.href=t.value}}},e)d.addEventListener("message",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener("DOMContentLoaded",t,!1),d.addEventListener("load",t,!1);function t(){if(!n){n=!0;for(var e,t,r=-1!==navigator.appVersion.indexOf("MSIE 10"),i=!!navigator.userAgent.match(/Trident.*rv:11\./),a=l.querySelectorAll("iframe.wp-embedded-content"),s=0;s<a.length;s++){if(!(e=a[s]).getAttribute("data-secret"))t=Math.random().toString(36).substr(2,10),e.src+="#?secret="+t,e.setAttribute("data-secret",t);if(r||i)(t=e.cloneNode(!0)).removeAttribute("security"),e.parentNode.replaceChild(t,e)}}}}(window,document); //--><!]]> </script><iframe sandbox="allow-scripts" security="restricted" src="https://bullesbygundula.com/en/a-commodity/embed/" width="600" height="338" title="“A commodity” — Bulles de bonheur" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" class="wp-embedded-content"></iframe>The person sitting next to me told me that his wife had left him for another man. A banker by profession, his analysis of what had happened was not entirely lacking in humour. He realised that he had treated his wife like a commodity (a basic necessity such as coffee or wheat on the stock market).He told me that after 30 years of marriage, you no longer see the woman that you fell in love with but a housemate with whom you share household tasks, bills, child rearing and other daily chores. Until the day someone else comes along and sees her as the luxury product that you have lost sight of over the years. As a woman I wasn’t exactly delighted to be compared with a stock market commodity but I could see what he was getting at. What about you? Do you still see the luxury product that you fell for in the first place or do you just see a commodity in your partner?http://bullesbygundula.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/01/Cours-boursier.jpeg