What's In A Name?
Why do rich people give their children weird names?
I can sort of understand when you have the sperm donor, Elon Musk. He seems to think the weirder, the cooler he is. I don't know much about his baby mama, Grimes, who allegedly is a star in Canada. She's been busy lately taking care of her brood whilst Elon spreads his swimmers elsewhere. Musk has been in the news, this time regarding his plan to get back into American politics. Grimes has been in the news because she mentioned she wasn't happy when she heard word Daddy Musk brought the insufferable number one son to the White House. She was so relieved her son behaved. I guess yelling at the orange man and picking your nose are just what kids do. She doesn't like her spawn mentioned, although she boasts that one can command crows to do their bidding. Yeah, sure. It's a gift only children of the Uber rich have.
See, it's ok to be nuts when you have money. The rich are excused for being, "eccentric." They can name their children, X, Muffy or, Hawk Tuah. Middle class children with weird names get beaten up. Maga mamas try to be cool by giving their government funded recipients names like Goochy and Hermy. When I see names like this given to children by illiterate parents, I imagine the drugged and tired mom trying to spell it to the hospital aide as she mumbles out something she heard while watching, 'Housewives of the Swamp.' Now, when you don't have money and live in a double wide with your five kids by various sperm donors and want to call your child, Adolph or Aryan, it's frowned upon. Ya gotta have money to pay off authorities, otherwise, Aryan is stuck with the moniker, Camry Tacoma.
It's not just names which separate the haves and have nots. Look at what the Uber rich wear. They will spend thousands of dollars on an outfit the regular folk would be mocked and laughed at. But, if Ivory Olay wants to wear a tank top with tight short shorts, her muffin tummy a witness to her hard labor spewing out Rancid, Axe, AR-15, Bubba and Chlamydia, she's considered a ho.
Maybe she is. She settled for a broken down trailer and shopping at St. Vincent DePaul thrift store. A few hoes managed to literally bag a $100,000 crocodile accessory and their own private living space. When you have a sickening amount of money, you can be as tasteless and tacky as Limoncello Babcock with her collection of beer tabs and babies.




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