They have private jets, better teeth and easier lives. But, says Mary Killen, the rich have few friends and much less fun on their summer holidays
In ‘The Rich Boy’ (1926), F Scott Fitzgerald wrote, ‘Let me tell you about the very rich. They are different from you and me … They think, deep in their hearts, that they are better than we are.’ Fitzgerald got that wrong – I think, deep down, it was Fitzgerald who believed the rich were better than him. He felt guilty because he knew that he, too, could have achieved stratospheric levels of wealth, had he spent less time partying and more time slaving over his typewriter. When we conceive an illogical hatred, it’s always projection. Yes, the rich are different; not because they despise the non-rich, but for other reasons. This summer, they will be in the Hamptons, rather than Cornwall or Norfolk. They like Cornwall and Norfolk but they need to holiday in billionaire playgrounds. They need bigger houses to accommodate the drivers, nannies and bodyguards – but...
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