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Real Housewives Don't Eat Their Young

I shouldn't even admit to wasting quality time watching any of those Real Housewives shows. Can't imagine what it does to my reputation as a sane person. But Mrs. B is sleep, and I'm bored and don't feel like working on any serious writing projects right now. So I'm watching Real Housewives of New York City.

But if ever there was proof that money doesn't guarantee anything but...money, it's that show.

You have a collection of wealthy women - some self made, some wealthy via marriage - who have access to the nicest and priciest things in their community.

And the best they can do is cannibalize one another over perceived slights and delusions of grandeur.

We should be so lucky to have problems limited to which social circles we're allowed to walk in.

Now, if you'll excuse me I have to go update my best friends list.

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ɔıuʎɔıʇsɐɔɹɐs ǝɥʇ

The nicest and priciest things in MY community can be found at Walmart.

The CEO

Can I request a post about the new Travel Channel show about the ex NFL player who decides he has the travel bug and is going to travel the World. My soul hungers for something positive. Please, I'm begging you.

Monty

James B.

Sarc, I hear ya. I have no shame. I'm at Walmart all the time. I salute the sweatshop kids who make my inexpensive cargo shorts affordable.

Monty, ha ha! I will oblige and do a post on Dhani Tackles the Globe. But he's not an ex-NFL player. He's still in the league. Did you see this week's episode, where he joined a rugby team in the UK for a week?

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