Thus bringing me to my point: many sheltered rich kids are set up for failure.
Freshman year, my best friend and I were sitting next to each other on the bus ride home. It was just a normal day: the freshman boys in the back of the bus were tormenting the entire vehicle with their loud, mocking representations of female sex noises. As one of them--a guy I went to middle school with--went to get off the bus, I caught a fragment of a conversation I thought I would never have to witness.
"I'll probably drop out when I'm sixteen," Sean--that was the chubby kid who played baseball's name--told Danny, one of the boys moaning in the back.
"Wait, really?" Danny said that with the kind of fascination and acceptance that all teen boys had of these kinds of things.
As Sean said he was really serious about this, my best friend and I shared a look, almost a cunning smile, like we knew we were going further in life than him, and the mistake he was making was so dumb that he must have had a rock for a brain.
Sean was just like us. His family was relatively well off given they could survive the disgustingly high property taxes of the area. Everyone that attended my middle school hovered near the upper middle class when it came to income anyway, so I understood exactly what was going through his mind.
This boy had never experienced poverty. Both of his parents probably attended college and grad school, like almost all of the other doctors and lawyers in the town. He was used to a household income of like $600,000 a year. And there was some idiot inside of him that was telling him he could live as comfortably as he has for the rest of his life even if he just dropped out of highschool.
How dumb is that.
Many sheltered rich kids are set up to fail because they don't know what it is like to struggle. They think everything will continue to be handed to them just as it has been in the past. What kids like Sean fail to realize is that they can't live with their parents forever. One day, that income will dry up. They need to graduate high school. They even need to go to college to enjoy the same fruits they did as a child, but they don't know that. All they know is that thus far, they haven't had to focus on their education for a second or try to move up in life, but they have been pampered just the same.
The excess of money thrown in their faces has led many of my neighbors down the drain. As drugs and alcohol prevail in even the safest, 'nicest' towns, so does failure.