As someone who partially grew up among European elite kids like him, this reminds me just how incredibly hollow some of them are.
For a quick background, I went to one of the poshest high schools in France (Janson de Sailly, for those who know) and, afterwards, to what was at the time - and probably still is - the most expensive undergraduate school in Europe (EHL in Lausanne, Switzerland).
Needless to say, many of my classmates were from unbelievably privileged backgrounds. Just in my classroom in Lausanne I had the son of a (very famous) Russian oligarch, the son of Italy's largest real estate developer and the son of Spain's largest real estate developer (funnily, the latter two were flat mates).
Another classmate of mine came from the richest family in Naples, Italy and - while we were at school - his father (known in Naples under the nickname "Il Sultano") got arrested for having bribed half of Naples's city council - which, if you know Naples, ought to tell you something.
These were the kids I was doing group projects on business ethics with (literally) 😅
Anyhow, my story, and probably my luck, was that - before going to high school in Paris - I was raised in very normal public schools in the South of France where my friends were anything but wealthy. Their parents were farmers and everyday workers.
Which means - and I'd come to realize this was very important in life - that it was easy for me to understand how big a mistake it is to see money as identity and meaning - and to confuse someone's net worth with their actual worth.
What really struck me at the time was the contrast with my "poor" classmates of earlier in my life. They couldn't define themselves by what they had - by definition - and this forced them to reach deeper for their identity: their skills, knowledge, humor, etc.
Rich kids can skip that entire process, and the tragedy is that most of them do: they reach for the readymade identity that money provides. I remember being incredibly frustrated by many of my classmates, like "ok, I get it, your dad is rich and you own a lot of nice things but who are YOU, what else is there?" The answer, more often than not, was nothing.
To be fair, there were exceptions. One of my classmates I was most impressed by came from one of Zurich's wealthiest families (which, if you know Zurich, means insanely wealthy) yet he was almost OCD in not showing he had money: driving the shittiest car imaginable, living in a small studio, etc. He was very intellectual, very contrarian, and clearly at war with the idea that his family's wealth ought to define who he was.
I only discovered who he actually was when I started my first company and he approached me to invest: to discuss the investment I went to one of his family homes, which it turned out was a literal palatial castle on the shores of Geneva lake. The guy had decided to live in a small rundown studio when he literally had a castle sitting empty a 5-min drive away.
THAT I was impressed by: it's easy to see that money isn't meaning when you don't have any. To see it when you have more than almost anyone - when everyone around you is organized around the opposite assumption - is much harder. But to actually live it, to choose the studio when you have the castle keys in your pockets - with no audience to applaud you for that - that shows real depth.
At the end of the day, I think, the real distinction isn't between rich and poor but between people who exist from the inside out and people who exist from the outside in.
Wealth just happens to make it incredibly easy to be the latter, to skip the work of becoming someone and settle for a borrowed identity that glitters from the outside but is hollow all the way through. A Potemkin village identity.
This is actually a real societal issue, and magnified by social media (with idiotic posts like this one 👇): the more "outside in" folks out there, the less people with genuine internal anchors, the more fragile everything becomes.
When you think about it, everything that genuinely matters in a society is built by people who think for themselves: they take the world in, pass it through something genuinely their own, and give back something that didn't exist before: an idea, a conviction, a stand.
Every reform, every invention, every act of moral courage in history came from someone with an internal anchor strong enough to resist the current. Remove those people and all you have left is the current.
This isn't new, by the way. Most ancient traditions warn against exactly this, from the Bible (the golden calf story) to Confucius, who built his entire ethics around the distinction between the exemplary person (the Junzi, 君子) - oriented around internal cultivation and righteousness - and the petty person (Xiaoren, 小人), oriented around profit and gain. The junzi builds himself from the inside, the xiaoren chases what's outside.
So please, do not make the mistake of being impressed by wealthy people flaunting their wealth. Don't focus on the glitter, focus on the hollowness it's trying to hide.
And who exactly are you Revo? What group are you the self proclaimed spokesperson for. I don’t speak for any group. I’m a privileged Yale educated white dude that fucked up and got addicted to crack cocaine and drank a gallon of vodka a day. I lived in hotels and motels from the Chateau to the Super 8. I’ve been to 9 rehabs. Ive done every drug you can think of and some you’ve never heard of. I’ve had guns pulled on me in Nashville and Philly and NY and LA. I’ve made a lot of money and wasted it all. I’ve known prostitues and pimps and thought of them as my friends. I’ve been robbed and mugged and been in more fist fights than I can count. I am not apart of any class- no respectable class would have me. And now I’m clean. And I am not pretending to be anyone but me. Peace brother.
Listening to Thriller in 2026 is the equivalent of someone in 1982 listening to a song from 1939—the same 43-year time gap separates both eras.
When Thriller was released in November 1982, the musical landscape looked nothing like it does today. Looking 43 years into the past from 1982 takes you to 1939—a world of big bands, swing orchestras, jazz standards, and crooners, decades before modern pop production existed.
What makes Thriller remarkable is that it rarely feels as distant to modern listeners as music from 1939 felt to audiences in the 1980s. Produced by Quincy Jones, the album fused pop, rock, R&B, funk, and groundbreaking studio techniques into a sound that helped redefine popular music. Tracks such as Billie Jean, Beat It, and Thriller remain instantly recognizable across generations.
Its impact went far beyond the music itself. The album’s videos helped transform MTV and established the music video as a major artistic and commercial medium. The nearly 14-minute Thriller short film, directed by John Landis, blurred the line between music video and cinematic storytelling.
More than four decades later, Thriller remains the best-selling album of all time, with estimated worldwide sales exceeding 70 million copies, a testament to its enduring influence on music and popular culture.
#Oprah visiting #HarryandMeghan’s royal abode, Nottingham Cottage, and having her flabbers completely gasted. 😂🛖
Oprah: “No one would ever believe it!”
You too might receive a donation from Camilla to your charity if you have the ability to write nice words about her in the Sunday Times
A professional journalist would return this donation: not drool over it
This is how “soft power” on the international stage works . You donate to the charity of the ambassadors wife with zero expectation of any return whatsoever. Yeah right
A journalist should be telling you how this works. Not drooling over it !
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@KingTechnocrat No. But it was hard in the beginning. But that faded. And now the first thing I think of when it comes into my head in any way is just how awful that prison was. Today I only remember the pain and for that I am grateful.
I don't know why any of you haters are surprised I'm the one actually engaging here.
You're the ones who've obsessively pored over the 10,000 photos, the 30,000 text messages, and the 128,000 emails from my hacked iCloud and stolen devices.
If I am anything, I am prolific.
You know what you won't find? Any of the most heinous, hateful things you keep posting about me.
What you'll find from me here is the same thing you found there.
Total transparency. Finally on my terms. Not yours.
Hey Tim- go fuck yourself you sick and sad little vile man. Who harmed you so deeply that you feel it necessary to spew such hateful garbage. When does it stop. This irrational hatred- for people you’ve never met, simply because you don’t like the politics of their parents. Say whatever you want about me I can handle it. I’ve been dealing with douche bags like you for years. But leave President Obama’s children out of it. They are truly extraordinary people. That have more grace and intelligence than you could possibly imagine. Aim at me and leave innocent people out of your hateful mouth.
@LuckyRevin@vanessajaye It’s all racism. And Meghan is half white. Imagine is she were all black. I think they would have killed her for sure. Thank God Harry got her and their kids out of there
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Listen - I realize you think that as long as no one says "I don't like Meghan Markle because her mother is black" that you aren't a racist.
Racism doesn't have to be explicit (although there are so many examples of explicit racism towards Meghan and her family) to still be racism. It's the pattern of bias that gets you here.
It's who you give the benefit of the doubt; who you invent rules to protect, who you invent rules/protocol to attack. It's who you always assume has good intentions, and who you assign the villain role - every time.
There is always an excuse given - a reason a particular instance isn't you being racist - "it's just the facts" you claim. But it's funny how even what you consider a fact has already been filtered. It's apparent how those opinions only go one way.