Here it is: adhere to a narrative. Screw the rich—they’re bad people, they’re sad people, they’re pathetic and impotent and whatever. Maybe the writer is correct! They probably are sad or pathetic or impotent. The modern world demands that wealth comes with sacrifices most of us aren’t willing to put up with: horrendous work weeks, miserable jobs, awful clients, and, of course, nepotism that most of us simply don’t have access to. Plenty of skill and intellect go into it, at least at first, but beyond that, it’s up to your contacts after a certain point.
But these people aren’t the super-rich. Are they the one percent? Maybe, but numbers mean little in a world run by a technocratic elite. But having an outside service come in and clean your home while you’re at work as a doctor, or on a meaningless date at some random bar? No, the super-rich don’t work that way. The people whose opinions actually matter, who really run things—they don’t just let some random maid in to clean their home office. They also don’t go to random bars in town that, apparently, some random maid can afford to meet her own date at.
On that note, I’ll take “Things That Never Happened For $400, Alex.” The writer had me going—I did start to think she was being truthful—up until she described being at some bar and casually spotting some madam of the house that she cleaned before. That sort of thing simply doesn’t happen. The super-rich don’t even look at such bars, and the rich-enough generally don’t go to them—particularly when they’re on a date with a person they’re already involved with.
So what’s the point of an article like this? For context, I found it recommended to me by my browser upon startup. That recommended feed just grabs stuff off the internet based on parameters I neither set nor influence, given that it’s always recommending me articles from sites I never browse based on topics I never search. So this was clearly something that was “recommended” in order to steer me towards it in the first place.
Articles like this attempt to steer the narrative. “Don’t wish that you’re rich,” it’s saying. “Look forward to being poor.” “Rich people are all unhappy losers.” “Rich people don’t pay attention to anyone but themselves.” Rich people! It’s sort of a you-know-it-when-you-see-it thing, I guess.
You know that’s what the message is because the piece is purely anecdote and rhetoric, written in scenes and spiced with statements about the author’s feelings and reflections. It’s a self-indulgent exploration into the writer’s own sense of self-importance. “Look at what these rich people are like based on the garbage I had to pick up at their houses!” Judge a man by the garbage he leaves behind and you’ll only ever have a negative opinion of them. If I remember right, the adage goes “by their fruits ye shall know them,” not “by their refuse.”
But that’s how it goes. That’s what counts as publishable and worthy of recommendation. Thanks.