Let’s feel sorry for the stinking rich
A few weeks ago, a super-rich wealthy venture capitalist, Tom Perkins from San Francisco, wrote a letter to the Wall Street Journal WSJ), in which he compared criticism of America’s ultra-rich to the nazis’ treatment of the jews. Following his apology, the WSJ wrote that the uproar kind of proved his point, saying; “Maybe the critics are afraid that Mr Perkins is on to something?”. Strikes me it was just a very stupid comparison to make, but apparently this siege mentality is quite common among the 0.1% of those who constitute the extremely wealthy. Josh Marshall, an American journalist, writes; “The extremely wealthy are objectively far wealthier, far more politically powerful and find a far more indulgent political class than at any time in almost a century.” So why are they touchier about criticiam than ever? A possible theory is that, the more insulated your life is, the more cushioned you are by flunkeys and lackeys, the more awful any slight intrusion into your comfort might appear.
What you need to be an undertaker
When she was 12 years-old, Chloe McKnight decided she wanted a career working with the dead. While her classmates planned a future in fashion or banking, she spent a fortnight doing work experience at her local undertakers and, on arrival, was confronted with a corpse in the chapel of rest. "I felt strangely comfortable with it," she says. It must have been something I'd seen on TV that made me want to do this kind of thing, and since my mother was a nurse I was used to discussions of death at the dinner table." Now, at 25, McKight is funeral director at Heritage & Sons, part of CPJ Field & Co, in Amersham, Buckinghamshire, and has learned that the job involves challenges other than the daily exposure to mortality. As a small young blonde, she subverts the stereotype of an undertaker. "When I arrive at the scene of a sudden death, I get a lot of comments from police about being female," she says. "
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