I'm not jealous of rich people. I don't need a gold leaf wagyu steak to feel complete. I'm angry that a handful of people hoard all the money while the middle class shrinks and poverty reaches crisis levels.
Let me take you back 100 years to the summer of 1926 - and what could be more ordinary than a young girl riding a Hereford Bull whilst holding a red bouquet? This striking image was taken in colour by Charles Martin at Pleasanton, California, and isn't colourised.