“The people have spoken. They have cast out that awful parvenu. That must mean they once again appreciate real breeding. They must really admire us. They will now gratefully stay in their place, having restored us, the true nobility to our place at the helm of affairs.”
The most depressing thing about Acela-corridor cronyism complex is how hard they fight, levying enormous costs in human suffering, to protect the shittiest things. If only what they fight to preserve were at least worth the suffering it takes to keep it going.
Behind the facade of noble lies and lofty rhetoric they don’t even have time machines or spaceships they’re keeping for themselves. It’s exhaustingly shallow shit. Every glimpse I’ve had behind curtains of exclusivity has bored me to tears.
I spent an evening with a very high 2-commas mansion ogre, I’d guess about 300 lbs.
I was discussing an idea processing app – he took a moment, replied, “Last year I had an idea – I realized: I like to eat.”