I have the feeling that Chris Lehmann started writing this book with the intention of a) Enjoying a good laugh at the bad taste of the rich and famous (an the wannabee groupies), and b) Informing the public of the very real and serious unfair advantages the wealthy of America enjoy over the rest of us. Or something like that. However, what he delivered with a disorganized package of personal gripes, once-over-lightly social analysis, and many, many run on sentences. I bought this book, for the discount price of $8.00, after quickly flipping through and finding some flippant criticisms of high art, pop literature, established American institutions of all kinds, and famous personalities. But I misread his writing style. He uses two basic writing devices: hyperbole and caustic sarcasm. I enjoy my share of both, but this was just too much. That's what really bothered me about the book. The essays have the halfhearted, simple analysis you would expect from your average college sophomore term paper, but the writing is a cut below. I couldn't argue effect for or against most of what he says in the book, just because I'm not really sure where he stands on most of it. Perhaps he doesn't either.
Rich People Things doesn't really seemed to be aimed at "rich" people. Lehmann seems to toss the ultra-rich billionaires in with high-living stockholders and executives, in with doing-better-than-most middle management businessmen, in with those guys that don't really have any money (at least not yet) but dream of getting into the club. That's a pretty wide range. Most of his targets are no-brainers (reality television, the iPad, Steve Forbes) but he also puts in the stock market itself (not just major abuse of the financial system) and even the U.S. Supreme Court itself. Again, he's not weighing in on this with either financial or legal expertise; if so, I could measure him against Kevin Phillips or Mark Tushnet. Instead, his main inspiration for writing this book was the stock market crash of 2008 - an event he refers back to sever times. I know a lot of people felt that pretty hard. I myself was out of work for several months and without any clear end in sight. But I don't think it really compares to the Great Depression, or that America, or the world, was on the brink of complete and permanent social collapse.
Well, I've already written more than I think this book merits. Why 1 star? It wasn't the worst thing I've read - it doesn't belong on the 'just terrible' shelf. But then, it was disorganized, accusatory, and full of hot air. What's worse is that I went cover to cover looking for something solid and original to make this a poor, but passable work and there was none. For that reason, I can't even put this up on any my other shelves, because it's not even a bad case of any other category. I'd wish you better luck next time, but maybe writing isn't your thing.