The Daily Chao

I really loved this piece. I’ve never been in a relationship where the disparity in wealth and experience was so vast, but I’ve definitely felt some fraction of that distance from the very wealthy (Here is where I identify as a member of the still lucky, upper-middle class).

Well done, Andre Dubus III

thenewrepublic:

Is it possible for love to exist across classes in America today?

“Emily (not her real name) didn’t have to work, but while she was looking for an internship at a TV studio, she found a job in a bookstore. She said she was grateful for her inherited wealth but did not earn it so would not use it. Sometimes, though, she’d dip into it to buy me things she thought I needed: a new leather jacket, hand-stiched cowboy boots, a wool sweater from Ireland. I was grateful for these things but felt undeserving. I’d never been around anyone with money before—someone who could just buy whatever she wanted whenever she wanted it.”

—Andre Dubus III, “The Land of No: Love in class-riven America.”