
I love the orthodontist's office. Not because he cleans me out as he cleans up my kids' teeth, but because he stocks recent People magazines, and while the children are back in the room of wires and bands, I am the voyeur -- the middle class serf, so to speak, glimpsing into the lives of the aristocrats -- Jennifer Garner on an outing with Violet, Oprah eating cupcakes, and Matthew McConaughey finding any excuse to flash those abs.
One of my favorite photo stories involved Paris Hilton shopping, and afterwards facing the back of the car with her boxes and bags and hatboxes and packages -- the chauffeur was off somewhere and the poor girl didn't know how to open the trunk.
Talk about living differently from the rest of us.
Aristocrats Live Differently -- Because They Have More Money
For some reason, we envy the life of the rich and famous, the aristocrats of our day, and if the upshot of such a life is that one doesn't know how to open the back of the car, much less put things in it -- or take them out later -- then what is it that we are so envious about?
I know. I know. Unlimited money.
However, if we put things into perspective, those of us swimming around in the middle class live better than the average aristocrat of the early 19th century.
Think about Mr. Darcy and Mr. Bingley of Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice fame -- despite their vast funds of wealth, it took them an entire day to travel 60 miles in a rattling carriage, less on horseback. We hop in a heated or air conditioned car, depending upon the season, and get there in an hour.
True, they had cooks and servants to lug their meals down dark, drafty hallways to a cavernous dining room lit by candles made from rendered beef fat, the food in covered dishes to prevent the heat from escaping -- and once you lifted the lid, you might be looking at a small bird, head intact, nestled amongst vegetables overcooked to the point of dissolving. As a non-aristocrat of the 21st century, I know that I eat better than that.
Their clothes -- trousers with no zippers, by the way, for men; cumbersome skirts and underskirts and corsets and stays for the other half of the population -- were washed by another; and when they washed themselves, they did so in metal tubs into which a servant poured hot water. Personally, I don't mind the washing machine, and I prefer a private bath of unlimited hot water, complete with a non-slimy soap not made of the aforementioned rendered beef fat. My own homemade soap, created from exotic oils, is better than what many of the 21st century aristocracy use today.
And let's not even talk about the more intimate details of the bathroom situation.
Today's Middle Class -- What's Left of It -- Lives Better than 18th Century Aristocracy
Many of the things we take for granted -- electricity, indoor plumbing, drinkable water, antibiotics, personal hygiene, comfortable furniture, and an incredible array of food choices -- were all things beyond the reach of the wealthiest segment of society 200 years ago, so comparing our situation with theirs, we live like kings.
Ah, but we want to live like kings in the present age. Highly understandable -- one of the hallmarks of kings and aristocratic people is that they wield power, especially over other people. As "other people," many of us would like the ability to wield more power over our own lives, and not have them controlled or dictated by others. That's something we need to keep working on, and one of the best beginnings, middles, and ends to the means is to wake up to the fact that there is injustice, and there is no reason for one person -- or a set of persons -- to be "better" than the rest of us. We need to stop believing everything we are told, especially by those who are in, or closely aligned, with today's aristocrats.
It all comes down to money and power, two elements that the 21st century aristocracy is increasingly demanding for itself. When it comes to power, this lies within each individual -- in that waking up and no longer believing the lies mentioned in the paragraph above.
Regarding money -- yes, we have less and less of it, and it behoves us to use wisely the resources we do have, remembering that we are not 21st century aristocrats, and are foolish when our goal is looking like them by dressing the way they do, driving knock-offs of their cars, and spending more than we actually have so that we'll look like we . . . have more than we actually have. We can also stop labeling ourselves middle class, or upper middle class, or lower middle class, and wondering which section we belong to -- thereby relying upon the media (the aristocracy's voice for the little people) -- to tell us who we are.
Middle Class (Upper? Middle? Lower?) Creativity
It's time to get creative, and to trust our creativity. Despite the lack of unlimited money -- or even as much money as what we had in the not so distant past -- we do have the ability to enjoy many indulgences of today's aristocratic world, without the burden of being expected to look like a 16-year-old Greek Goddess while we are struggling through our 40s. While we may not have as much spare time as we would like, and understandably we'd prefer to spend less, or no, time scrunched into a grey carpeted cubicle or cheerfully asking "May I Help You?" of a rude, snappy, disgruntled customer, we can accessorize our personal lives, time and space with affordable luxuries that provide a warm glow of contentment every time we see them or use them or walk into the room where they are.
Example: every single pair of socks I wear is hand knit. Can Donald Trump say that? (When I first wrote this article, he was just The Donald. Now he's the POTUS. Bet he still wears store-bought socks.)
Granted, I knit the socks myself, but the pleasure I get in the actual process is equal to the pleasure I receive in the finished product.
A lavish meal? Learning to cook is incredibly easy; and if you have five high quality ingredients and a modicum of know how, it doesn't take much to eat very, very well.
Fashionable clothes? I know a struggling single mother who is always stunningly appointed -- she finds name brand, designer wear at the local secondhand shops. Another young mother invests in a few quality pieces and builds her wardrobe around them. I'm no fashionista, but I knit or sew pieces that I love.
Beautiful Things Aren't Just for Rich People
When it comes to art -- something that belongs in every person's lives -- we've really bought the lie. "Only rich people can afford art," we say, quoting the prices from Christie's Auctions. Maybe so -- A Jackson Pollock work, No. 5, 1948, went for $140,000,000, a price so beyond normalcy and decency that it's beyond comprehension. Forget dollars and cents: how much common sense is is involved in spending that much for a work by an artist who randomly dribbled paint over the canvas?
"Anyone could do that," the average person says.
Exactly. Perhaps it's time average, ordinary, middle lower upper class people stopped denigrating their intelligence because they're not rich. (Money does not equate intelligence, or kindness, compassion, thoughtfulness, honesty, or any other excellent quality that all humans have the capacity to possess.)
Art belongs in all our lives, and when we buy it because we like it (smart choice) instead of as an investment (aristocratic choice), we add beauty and meaning to our day. As the manager of Steve Henderson Fine Art, I strongly suggest the paintings of Steve Henderson, whose work is affordable, professional, beautiful, and not a random series of paint dripped onto canvas. There is meaning, and beauty, in Steve's work.
For those who can't afford original paintings or commissioned work, Steve offers framed art prints and canvas art prints, as well as art on products like Galaxy and iphone cases; home decor throw pillows, duvet covers, and shower curtains; personal items like makeup bags, tote bags, travel bags; greeting note cards, coffee mugs, and more at Steve Henderson Collections.
You don't have to be an aristocrat to enjoy beautiful things.
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