When ATMs first started showing up, I lived in Israel and had two young step-children. They saw the machine and were thrilled.
“It gives you money!” they said. It was simple. Go to the special place and a hole in the wall will spit out money. They had no concept of where the money came from, or that you needed an account in a bank before you could get money. As far as they were concerned, it was the magic money machine.
That’s what I want. A magic money vending machine. No account required. You want money? How much?
No problem. Press this button. Here’s your cash. I don’t know about the rest of you, but I want that machine.