[Mamzelle]

Interesting. Trust fund babies often, from my limited observation, end up in urban boutique lifestyles of galleries and publishing (this opinion from my own brief, starving years in publishing), etc. Sort of John Kennedy lite. They work hard, but use the clipped coupons to pay for the comfortable and safe apartments. What's your perspective? I don't worry about the idle inheritors...they won't last more than a generation, anyway, and a person has the right to leave his children money.

As a kid, I cleaned out their stables for pocket change and played with their golden retrievers and admired their sailboats. Horses, dogs, boats. Horses, dogs, boats. To a one, these were the passions of Old Money. They drove shaky old cars around their beautiful Middleburg estates, and seemed curiously without energy except for I horses/dogs/boats. Being strictly bourgeous, couldn't quite understand why such rich folks had such dark musty houses with such ratty faded oriental carpets. Had to be an adult for a while to appreciate such a cultural statement...(g)

Maybe you should write a sequel to David Brook's "Bobos in Paradise"!

[mrustow]

Interesting. Trust fund babies often, from my limited observation, end up in urban boutique lifestyles of galleries and publishing (this opinion from my own brief, starving years in publishing), etc. Sort of John Kennedy lite. They work hard, but use the clipped coupons to pay for the comfortable and safe apartments. What's your perspective? I don't worry about the idle inheritors...they won't last more than a generation, anyway, and a person has the right to leave his children money.

When I first came to New York, I saw quite a bit of those types in publishing. My personal experience, however, runs more to Martha's Vineyard -- up and down-island.

As a kid, I cleaned out their stables for pocket change and played with their golden retrievers and admired their sailboats. Horses, dogs, boats. Horses, dogs, boats. To a one, these were the passions of Old Money. They drove shaky old cars around their beautiful Middleburg estates, and seemed curiously without energy except for I horses/dogs/boats. Being strictly bourgeous, couldn't quite understand why such rich folks had such dark musty houses with such ratty faded oriental carpets. Had to be an adult for a while to appreciate such a cultural statement...(g)

Maybe you should write a sequel to David Brook's "Bobos in Paradise"!

Thanks for the suggestion, but I haven't been to the Vineyard (too many relatives there!) -- or to the apartments of kept kids in publishing -- in years. Besides, you appear to have the more ironic and knowing perspective required of a Bobos II.

FReegards,