I read this heartwarming story in today’s Wall Street Journal about a couple, richer than Croesus and more self-absorbed than a movie starlet, who have decided to sell, for a mere $68 million dollars, a 30,000 square foot, 12 bedroom complex – pardon, home – they have just completed for themselves. No kids. Just themselves. Maybe they have a lot of friends.

Private payrolls came in at a mere 41,000 today, people are suffering from the mess the Fed has wrought, and there’s plenty of charities that could have been funded with the saline pool landscaped into the backyard. So all my Irish Catholic brain could latch on to as my eyes feasted on a sweeping foyer of Italian and French marble was Matthew 19:24 -"Again I say to you, it is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle, than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of God."

I grant that this couple, even if they deserve a medal for self-absorption, has every right to do as they please with their property. They earned it, they were in the field picking away, not I. I grant, too, that this couple probably has their useful part to play in God’s Unfathomable Plan, maybe to be a prime example of an important lesson.

One can be pure white trash, 30,000 square foot, 12-bedroom manse or no.