I was shocked to see that Will Smith and Jada Pinkett are being featured in a prominent magazine showing off their gigantic Hollywood mansion.
See this blog post here.
Will Smith is a down-to-earth kind of guy, right? He’s a guy you’d want to hang with?
What a moron.
He’s dangling his riches in front of America saying, “Fuck you. I worked hard for my riches. If you work hard, you can build 25,000 square foot homes too!”
Here’s a portion of the article from Jada:
“For Will and me this home was always a spiritual endeavor.
We’re very earthy, organic people. We wanted to create a family retreat, something made by hand and as natural as possible, something that ties back to the land. Whatever it becomes, the craftsmanship will always represent our union and the love of our family.”
I love how the blogger who wrote about it says:
The truth is their [Will's and Jada's] marriage has lasted so long, because they never see each other! It’s too much work. When Will wants to visit Jada in her private suite at the opposite end of their compound, he needs a GPS system, three sets of fully charged batteries, a golf cart, a space blanket and a guide with a donkey to get there. It’s easier just to send that bitch a postcard via Pony Express.
I’m profane because I’m jealous of Mr. and Mrs. Smith.
I’m also profane, because every day this week, I take Talulah out in the public park behind my 1,100 square foot condo and I play Chuck-it with her in a couple different people’s bedroom. We’re at the foot of these people’s bed playing fetch. Talulah poops and pees in these people’s bedroom.
By bedroom, I mean, there are people who look just as nice and sweet as the Smiths … but they sleep in our park and Talulah and I share it with them for our morning routine. Only we have a cool respite to return to. These guys get to bare the heat and mosquitos all day hoping for enough change to buy a 40 and a candy bar.
It makes me sad. The difference between humanity is opportunity and weird fate.
And when you don’t believe there’s proof of heaven or hell, and this is all these people have, it brings things into a grounded perspective.
I wish more people lived in cities and were faced with the diversity of homeless living up next to and virtually on top of wealthy people. I wish more people had a realistic view of life, about Jesus’ message of giving.
But they don’t.
I’m saying I’m better than you, because we have to live with seeing poverty next to riches every day. And when the majority of your life is spent living in 25,000 sq. ft of posh luxury, the time you spend seeing the poor is like going to the movies. It makes the poor out to be something to apply suspension of disbelief.
Shame on you, Will and Jada. Shame on America to let this bullshit happen.