Elitist 1 Percenter Tired Of Poor Kids Trick-or-Treating in Her Subdivision!

Imagine yourself sitting in your 1600 square foot sunken living room on a $40,000 Italian Leather sofa sipping orange juice flown in from Florida fresh this morning.  The television you’re watching hasn’t been invented yet as far as average people know.  A Colombian man with an over-sized straw hat cultivates, harvests, roasts and grinds your coffee for you. There is nothing within reach worth less than a thousand bucks.

It sounds…great.  Someone is living the ultimate American dream, or at the very least married or inherited their way into it.  It would be nice to see more people have that opportunity.

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Now imagine that your dream is interrupted by a knock at the door.  Or possibly the gong required because the front door may as well be in another county. You realize you let the servantfolk go home early and before you know it, your evening is ruined.

By Rapunzel.  And Batman.  And Zombie Jake…From State Farm…

A woman who describes her neighborhood as “one of the wealthiest in the country” recently wrote a letter to Dear Prudence, a popular advice column on The Slate.

Crybaby Halloween Hater Schooled By Dear Prudence.

The woman cleverly named herself “Halloween for the 99 percent:”

Dear Prudence,

I live in one of the wealthiest neighborhoods in the country, but on one of the more “modest” streets—mostly doctors and lawyers and family business owners. (A few blocks away are billionaires, families with famous last names, media moguls, etc.) I have noticed that on Halloween, what seems like 75 percent of the trick-or-treaters are clearly not from this neighborhood. Kids arrive in overflowing cars from less fortunate areas. I feel this is inappropriate. Halloween isn’t a social service or a charity in which I have to buy candy for less fortunate children. Obviously this makes me feel like a terrible person, because what’s the big deal about making less fortunate kids happy on a holiday? But it just bugs me, because we already pay more than enough taxes toward actual social services. Should Halloween be a neighborhood activity, or is it legitimately a free-for-all in which people hunt down the best candy grounds for their kids?

—Halloween for the 99 Percent

I have to admit I’ve never really subscribed to an advice columnist before, but after reading Dear Prudence’s reply I had no choice but to bookmark her.  Emily Yoffe, the woman behind Dear Prudence, laid into this perfect example of how we know class warfare exists:

Dear 99,

In the urban neighborhood where I used to live, families who were not from the immediate area would come in fairly large groups to trick-or-treat on our streets, which were safe, well-lit, and full of people overstocked with candy. It was delightful to see the little mermaids, spider-men, ghosts, and the occasional axe murderer excitedly run up and down our front steps, having the time of their lives. So we’d spend an extra $20 to make sure we had enough candy for kids who weren’t as fortunate as ours. There you are, 99, on the impoverished side of Greenwich or Beverly Hills, with the other struggling lawyers, doctors, and business owners. Your whine makes me kind of wish that people from the actual poor side of town come this year not with scary costumes but with real pitchforks. Stop being callous and miserly and go to Costco, you cheapskate, and get enough candy to fill the bags of the kids who come one day a year to marvel at how the 1 percent live.

Bravo, Prudie.  It’s Halloween, it’s about the kids.  If it bothers you that much turn your porch light off.

I promise you won’t get egged.

H/T: The Slate   Image: Ron Sanderson

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