I am a deplorable who has to work two jobs to survive. My second job is catering to and serving the one percenters at a beachside enclave. Last weekend they had a wedding event for a girl just like this. Lived on the upper east side financial sector money money money. The one thing I was struck by was the reaction of at least some of the guests to us deplorables. Many of them, mostly the old ones, took time to thank us, be polite and note how hard we were working.I think on some level some of them recognize the trump effect. Hope so.
I know people like that woman too.
They do not realize that their soul has become rotten and twisted. Their self-importance is like an addiction to booze or drugs....they need more and more of it to get the same kick. And it never ends well.
A person's worth is not what they have in the market or in their electronic bank account that is based on thin air.
You my friend, hand in there.
Romans 8:28
"And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose."
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