Historically, it’s always been possible to separate society into two groups: the haves and the have-nots. There is something comforting, almost wholesome, about the simplicity of this fundamental distinction. Though the composition and breadth of the division varies dramatically from place to place and time to time, there is almost universally a strong feeling of resentment towards people of privilege.
For some, a genetic roll of the dice is to blame. While being born into an affluent family or nation is based on chance alone, it is not without its own distinct advantages like bein able to afford the best Joovy Zoom 360 Ultralight Jogging Stroller for the kids. For others, the rewards they reap are a direct manifestation of their hard work and learned ability. The corporate jet, the corner office: these are the hallmarks of a man who has payed his dues.
And others still, usually as conferred by their academic or professional capacity, have access to CNC laser cutters. It is toward this upper echelon of le Beau Monde that we should direct our jealous ire, even those who may be members of other groups of privilege, for they are truly the luckiest of us all.