Money, Money, Money!

Money, its a crime.
Share it fairly but dont take a slice of my pie.
Money, so they say
Is the root of all evil today.
But if you ask for a raise its no surprise that they're
Giving none away.

Somewhere on the blogosphere someone is venting about capitalism and how money is the root of all evil. I don't know about money. Haven't worked out my attitude to it as yet. I like it for it does for me, of course. But how much of it do I want? How much of it do I need? Dubai is such a place of class consciousness that money is hard to ignore. Whenever I say, "Money doesn't really matter." AB says it's because I've always had enough of it. Does that mean I should value money more? Or less?
I've been suffering recently from a dilemma of sorts. On the one hand is money and boredom, and on the other is the possibility of interesting, hard-working times, with much less monetary benefits. What do I find myself swaying towards? I don't know. Ideally, I'd like everything, thank you very much! However, the world is anything but ideal. So, in the mean time, I listen to Abba singing of a rich man's world, and Floyd on how money's a gas, and hope like hell that this dilemma is resolved by someone else. What do you think?