Over the weekend the New York Post picked up the latest Thought Catalog contributor whose thought that needed cataloging was how unpleasant it is to be treated differently because of family wealth. After putting her on the cover with the headline "MEAN LITTLE RICH GIRL," the Post then showed up at her apartment a second time to see what she thought of being on the front page. Today she returned to Thought Catalog to share her response to the response with "I’m The ‘Rich’ Girl You Love To Hate And You’re All Idiots For It." Rachael (don't forget the second "a") Sacks doesn't want to be the scapegoat for the 99 percent's collective self-pity about being poor. She writes:
Who am I to turn my back on my own views? … I am being criticized for exactly what I was criticizing myself for. I don’t look down upon “poors” or rich people either. It’s all just a matter of talking about these things that makes everyone so uncomfortable and it’s disgusting to have to live up to others’ stereotypes of what they should be. By labeling me “rich,” the media is doing exactly what I said people shouldn’t do.
To be fair, she never said she was rich. In her original piece, "I’m Not Going to Pretend That I’m Poor to Be Accepted by You," she just outlined that she's not poor. "Fortunately I grew up with a decent amount of money in a decently rich area," she wrote. Like, her dad is wealthy enough that he pays for her apartment and tuition, but not so wealthy that her dad bought a horse for her like the really rich kids at her private school. And while the prior Thought Catalog entry on the perils of being judged for being rich, Kate Menendez's "Being Privileged Isn't a Choice, So Stop Hating Me for It," was possibly one of the worst essays of the year, Sacks gets a little closer to what a good version of these kinds of pieces could be: an intelligent and thoughtful examination of wealth, class and privilege from the point of view of the well off. Sacks didn't give us that, but maybe she could with a little guidance. So, if you're reading this Rachael, here's some unsolicited advice for you as you debate getting a publicist and grow as a writer.
Don't mind haters — We weren't there in Gristedes when the initial "incident" occurred, but we wouldn't take it personally. You're not originally from New York, so maybe you don't know this: people in New York are rude. The author of this advice went to a state school and can confirm that people in New York are still rude.
Don't post drunk pictures on Facebook — As you put it in today's response:
You were never a dumb 20-year-old, you snarky, washed up, 40-something commenters. You never said dumb shit — as long as it’s hidden. You’ve never taken drunk photos, or felt like your views about life were like, “super important.”
We're assuming you mean you've done all those things. Well, like you said, your father's "totally, totally, totally" going to cut you off in a few years. At that point, and after you find a full or semi-funded writing graduate program that "basically pays for probably 75 percent of what everything is," as you put it (here's a list of funded masters of fine arts in creative writing programs you should check out) you'll probably want a job. Studies have found that up to 56 percent of employers will check your social media profiles before they hire you. Some jobs might not mind the drunkeness, but some will. Another option you might consider is working your connections. You've obviously met a couple of New York Post writers — maybe try freelancing. You could also check out The New School's internship board. It's never too early to start interning, especially if you can manage accepting course credits instead of pay.
Don't be a racist — Speaking of social media profiles, while pictures of a 20-year-old drinking will make you appear to be a run-of-the-mill college student, tweets using casually dropping derogatory terms like this one make you seem like an awful person. One of the things people assume about "super rich" people is that financial wealth goes hand in hand with moral bankruptcy. You're not disproving that assumption.
Get that publicist — They will hire a social media management specialist for you. Yes, your dad could probably pay for the social media management directly, but getting a PR person to coordinate it all would give you more time for your social life.
This too shall pass — We're going to give you the benefit of the doubt and assume you mean it when you say you don't want this attention. "I was born ready to deal with being the most hated person on the internet," you wrote today. Well, that's a little hyperbolic. We Googled "Most Hated Person on the Internet" and Hunter Moore, the revenge porn guy, and Taylor Chapman, the Florida woman whose racist rant in a Dunkin' Donuts went viral this summer, seem to be the frontrunners. You're not even on the third page.
Stop talking to journalists — You keep talking about your midterms. Take a break from all the media shenanigans and go study.