At the height of Leopold's Congo Enterprises a powerful tribal Chief decided to increase his fortune By selling his people out to the rubber companies - history has recorded the consequences
As a result, the chief became so rich he had money money than he knew what to do with
He decided to knock down his grass hut and replace it with a two storey grass palace - an incredibly opulent affair, so much so that he decided his old throne looked too shoddy, so he replaced it with a jewel-encrusted ivory one
Being a very mean man, he decided that, rather than discard the old throne, he would stow it in the largely unused upper floor
This worked out fine until, one windy day the palace was shaken so badly that the upper floor collapsed and the old throne hurtled down, crushing the chief to a pulp along with the new one he was sitting on

The moral of this tale is, 'People who live in grass houses shouldn't stow thrones'
Jim