I've been thinking, I know it's a dangerous occupation for a serf, but in my defense sometimes it is an unavoidable consequence of listening to bullshit.
When I see a program where the rich [they used elite, but that is overused to absurdity] expect a carpet laid across the sand on the beach. No reason for this dingbat requirement was actually given, but there you are, it's something they expect to be done. I suppose it's to do with sand being somewhat abrasive on the old Prada's but after five minutes on walking on the carpet I bet the sand finds a way of causing friction on the tootsies. I suppose the next step would be to remove the sand from the beach.
One must have gold leaf on the faucets, I suppose the gold makes the water seem less common, less ordinary even. When the Donald gold leaves his toupee I suppose we will have finally gone over the edge of known reality.
Once you have had your loofah diamond encrusted what else is there left to do? When the cat has a platinum stud in its tongue, what novelty is left? I suppose the hotel could hire a fart wafter so that the nearest less extremely rich person can be sneered at as plebeian.
The only reason I could come up with for the ever more bizarre requirements of the obscenely wealthy is sheer and utter boredom. Once you have seen one diamond encrusted gold tap you have seen them all, to be blunt, stainless steel is probably a better and more hygienic option.
Sigh this hadnbag made from the last known "fill in fluffy animal" is so yesterday, yawn, whatever can I do to amuse myself tomorrow.
I know, how about a 10 mile hike to get fresh [probably highly polluted] water for today's cooking? How about giving this water to your precious little darlings?
Yes, but by buying these absurdities they are stimulating the trickle down economy, fine if you like, but I really want to help them get over their boredom. I know a way of redistributing their wealth without having to sacrifice the last living furry creature, without having to pollute and destroy whole areas of land for a speck of gold. We did it for a short time and look what we managed to do, put a man on the moon for one.
I bet for the cost of one gold faucet I could supply a village with good drinking water. For the cost of a beach carpet I could vaccinate them as well. For the cost of one night in the room I could probably triple a rice pickers wages for a year. or build a class room in a school.
Now I could even go along with a fart wafter being essential if everyone had their basic requirements met, clean water, food, shelter, a livable wage and basic preventative health care etc. Perhaps I could go along with gold taps in building built by bonded labor [modern slavery] if the workers were freed and paid living wages and dying on the job was not treated as banal.
Most of us don't have the time to be bored and couldn't care less if our handbag isn't one of a kind. I can find a great many things for them to do, be creative and actually do something interesting, but I doubt if they would really want that.
Now where are the damn orchid petals on my bed, I cant take this abuse anymore, it's cruel and unusual punishment, sniff. What, those wilted ones I bet they were picked a whole hour ago! I want fresh!
Just a thought.
When I travel if the mosquito net is not full of holes then that is a real luxury. OK on vacation I might expect a bit more, running water, hot water even, from a tap, hallelujah. I wonder if any of the "elite" would like to come on vacation with me? Cleaning out water wells is not boring, you are too damn tired to be bored or worry about the material of a tap.