Anonymous Millionaire

Lusso Magazine wants an occasional column about the serious problems facing people deeply immersed in the luxury lifestyle,” announced the BAFTA award-winning actor I’d hired to dramatically read my e-mails aloud for the week.

At first I was confused. Hasn’t our world of 500-foot yachts serving sushi cut from the bellies of the fish whose habitats the yachts have destroyed – not to mention watches crafted from the diamond-encrusted bones of the people who spend their days mining for diamonds – moved beyond the plebeian acts of reading and writing?

I save my eyes to see the world from the window on the top floor of my recently-restored farmhouse built on land that once housed more endangered species than my private chef could count. And I save my words for the people I’ve trusted to scream at the people whom I’ve hired to be my liaisons to the people who raise my children. 

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