Living on the Breadline – I’ve just read an interesting, but altogether disturbing, article by Petronealla Wyatt, a journalist, ex-socialite, whose ritzy lifestyle is all but gone as she and, according to her, others in her £80,000 + income bracket are broke.
Petronealla Wyatt, by her own admission, comes from a well-heeled, wealthy background where she and her friends all spawned from the hallowed halls of Oxford, Harrow, Cambridge and Eton.
During her article Petronella elaborates how after dinner parties they are forced to ride the Underground Tube as taxis are simply not within their means.
After describing how she once dined at The Ivy in London and stayed in the most expensive hotels in Italy she now states that living in her rented flat in London is hell and that the sound of the doorbell sends shivers down her spine as she never knows if those at the door are bailiffs.
In the final paragraph of her account of being poor Petronella tries to garner sympathy from the reader by saying that she is alone, without even a companion to keep her warm on those long, cold and lonely nights.
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Boo Hoo! Is this overall reaction of the comments on the article and after reading the whole thing through I, and most others, have little or indeed no sympathy for such a pathetically spoilt brat.
I don’t envy wealthy people, I never have. I also don’t ridicule them for their wealth either. For me a person’s wealth is irrelevant and no matter how much they have they are never going to hand me any of it so why worry about it or dwell on it.
What I do find offensive is people, Petronealla Wyatt, because of her privileged background, feel they have a right to be wealthy and any thought of losing that platinum spoon is simply out of the question.
The trouble with people like Petronealla Wyatt is that they are so used to being able to do as they please and get their own way, because of their wealth, that as soon as it is taken away they then have to rub shoulders with the rest of us and that simply soils the Gucci outfit.
I am afraid that the likes of Petronealla Wyatt will never really understand what it is like to be poor or ‘live on the breadline’; for them ‘going without’ means not being able to pay £1,000 for a handbag but rather having to plump for a cheaper alternative; if you can call £500 being cheap.
No, Petronealla Wyatt simply does not and will never be able to comprehend the struggles of the everyday working man and woman on less that £20,000 a year and having to pay a mortgage and raise a family on it – as well as being subjected to the rape of taxation by the Government.
While I write my articles every day, I’ve never considered myself a ‘journalist’ as Petronealla Wyatt does – for a starters I’ve never been paid for what I do while Petronealla Wyatt has been paid, what I would consider, exorbitant sums for scribbling.
If Petronealla Wyatt reads this (unlikely) then she might like to consider my position. Here I am writing all day every day. I work around 14 hours a day and that’s 7 days a week. I live in what most people would consider a one room s*** hole where I work, sleep and eat and for all this work I last month earned £1.79.
Now you, and Petronealla Wyatt if you are reading this, must think I am being a little dishonest but I can assure you that this is the complete truth. Unlike Petronealla Wyatt I never had a platinum spoon and I worked really hard. Unfortunately the little I had saved was wiped out in a set of unfortunate circumstances.
Unlike Petronealla Wyatt I didn’t bitch, whine and moan – besides I’ve never owned anything Gucci. What I did do what pull myself up and try starting something new and so I created Meebal.com and my belief is that from small acorns might oaks can grow and so I sacrifice my time and effort so that one day I can once again enjoy life away from my computer.
I am very fortunate that I have a partner who supports me, but her salary is not exactly Ritz living – in fact a Pizza once every couple of months is a real treat.
I am not alone, there are literally thousands of people in the UK living on the breadline and work their hearts out just to put food on the table and yet you very rarely see these people getting column space in the Daily Mail to pour out their woes. However, when it comes to the rich who have fallen on hard times, such as Petronealla Wyatt, they not only get news space they are stupid enough to use it in the attempt to garner sympathy from public.
If anyone reading this is anything like me and wants their story told feel free to post me your story as it would be nice to feature articles on what’s happening with real people in the real world.