Limits

You know, when the Heartrending Economic Nooz Story of the day consists of my being expected to pity a family whose house is underwater, and the entire story features them playing with multiple iPads in ginormous, clearly VERY expensive space, furnished with wildly expensive designer leather furniture and a mid-century modern lamp I have seen for MINIMUM $1200 in some rather extensive and extremely recent shopping (and often over two grand) - I have to say, the level of my sympathy hits nil.  Just.  Not.  Feeling it.  Sorry, hugely conformist, conventionally pretty, trendy, young family people.  I've got nothing for you guys.