Rant about stupid rich old white bytches

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I was hoping to hear a rap.

Wow... that's a bit unstable. I've had neighbors like that, and it's not pleasant at all. They're the type that will report you if your lawn is just slightly weedy/overgrown/too brown.

I really don't care if someone comes and sits on my lawn (I call it that to sound all cool. Really, it's a huge patch of dirt with weeds. hehe) However, I am very particular about other peoples' yards.

I have had similar experiences, though not with charity work. I have been forced to have meals with people who I knew could barely afford to feed their own family, and then they sent me off with leftovers. Any rich people I've ever visited only seemed to want me out the door as quickly as possible.
I know not all rich people are bastards, and I really do try not to be an inverse elitist, but they sure do have a constituency giving them a bad name.

I had an unusual upbringing in that my family came to Canada without even owning a single dollar, as refugees in fact, and over the next ten years they were able to build up a fortune totaling millions of dollars, and it's still growing.

So I have had the odd experience of being absolutely penniless and homeless, then being on welfare, then being poor but employed, then being middle class, and finally becoming quite wealthy. And honest to God, the more money they had the worse they grew to behave. I actually witnessed it poisoning them, it was right in my face, all of it. This is my reason for especially hating wealthy people, but more specifically a certain right-wing, WASP-y kind of wealthy people who think of themselves at the expense of everyone else around them.

Mind you, I'm not a reverse-elitist because I could go on a long rant about certain kinds of poor people, or middle-class people, too. I don't discriminate, my rants are equal-opportunity.

You just described certain parts of Orange County (California) perfectly. I really don't understand why I still live here except for the fact that I was born here. They really don't take kindly to people who are "different"...

I hear Silicon Valley is a far more fun place to live.

We were picking blackberries and some woman started yelling at us that it was private property. I dad felt it wasn't private since the blackberries were right next to the powerlines. I don't know who was right.