I’ve never met a super rich person as well, only midway nouveau riche and I wonder what would it be like to meet these ultra super high end bloated ego saviors of the deep oceans and the paved streets of Mara etc etc. Do they use the toilet? Do they save their ejected bodily fluids because anything off them must be as precious as them! The crazed fascination of media with the billionaires like the Window Maker who’s been openly accused as being a regular on Lolita Express is just mind blowing.

Anyway thanks for putting across my personal feelings this nice on the article. Maybe it’s the grapes are sour for us low lives.