I'm not much of a class warrior, for the good reason that I'm firmly middle class and wouldn't know who to go to war against, or what my agenda should be: jogging strollers for all? Give us Costco executive membership or give us death? Don't tread on me, please?
But when I see a listing like this one, found by MidC Frank, I think it might be time for a little adjustment in our economic system. If you're going to spend ten million clams and do this... well, maybe you'd be happier out here in suburbia with me.
(Also found by Cara, who saw it on blog.deleteyourself.com, but I'd already written this entry so Cara just gets the small letters. And then Melanie sent me it. You see a big nekkid lady, you think of me. Hurray! No, really, hurray. Thanks to all three of you. I couldn't do this without the e-mails I get.)