For you little people. But we’re important.
It’s a good thing for most of these people that they don’t think. If they did and had an ounce of honesty, self-knowledge would destroy them. They’d spontaneously combust or something.
On the other hand their fans keep lining up at the velvet ropes to watch them pose and dress purty, so why wouldn’t they get the idea that they’re more special than hoi polloi?
















































