#611 From the Lowlands- Robert Stone
Leroy is a wealthy man. He was a in-on-the-ground-floor type of guy in the tech world. He’s got mansions, cars, beautiful woman and not an entanglement in the world. To put it another way…he had everything, but he has nothing. He has shaped his life to seem perfect, but he is shallow. He judges everyone with a harsh spotlight, petty even. He stole half of his company from his only friend who needed help. Instead he was happy when he died.
Now, when he walks down the street people resent him, snicker at his presence behind his back. He thinks, as many wealthy people do of such resentment, that is comes from pure jealousy:
“The successful man is resented by the hewers of wood and carriers of water. The wealthy man of taste and means draws the impotent hatred of the mob.”
Perhaps it comes from thoughts like this:
“He often contemplated with satisfaction the brilliance concentrated within his intellect and will. Sometimes, he knew, it burned with too bright a flame.”
Living in his crystal palace, perfection surrounding him, waiting for he storm, knowing that when trouble comes, nobody will be there to help him.
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