15,000 euros a day

We read in the ARA that Sarah Ferguson, the ex-wife of Prince Charles's brother, has "taken refuge" in a luxury clinic "with treatments valued at €15,000 a day, staying in a penthouse overlooking a lake and enjoying a chauffeur and private chef." Let's just say that this "getaway" coincides with the publication of a 2011 email in which it's clear she wasn't distancing herself from Jeffrey Epstein, even after it was already known that he was a pedophile. It's worth mentioning that, a little further down in the newspaper, there's another story about this man's friends. Stephen Hawking, the astrophysicist, apparently also went to the infamous island of horrors and had (I can't quite imagine how) contact with minors.

€15,000 a day in treatments. This is what even my daughter and I would spend, and one day at La Roca Village, we suffered from Stendhal syndrome and had to sit down on a walker because we were so dizzy. But that's what I always say. If you're going to cry, it's better to cry on an expensive sofa than one from Ikea. Tears taste different. If you're going to spill a set of dishes on the floor because of your misfortune, it's better if they're porcelain than something from Zara Home. I'm sorry, because in a clinic like this they have to detox you, and then the personal chef shouldn't be busy grating truffles on your fried egg, but rather making you celery juice. But at least when you go out into the garden for a walk, you should wear dark glasses so you won't be recognized.

Oh yes, rich people cry too, but they cry on silk pillows. On the 29th, they don't say, relieved, "Great, we've been paid..." And they don't go to celebrate at an all-you-can-eat meat buffet, like you, who are perfectly content with a takeaway coffee at the train station, where you joke with the other patrons about punctuality. 15,000 euros a day. You'd be tempted to compensate each of the girls rented out for the use of all the rich people in the world.