For people even further down on the social scale, the problems are severer and harder to solve. If you are lucky enough to have a job that you like, or a marriage that is happy, or children who do well and are free of illness, you are indeed blessed, and unusually rare. For most of us, life, as the poet puts it, is a thoroughfare full of woe. Now let us jump to the front row, the life of privilege, where your needs are always taken care of without your having to worry about them. Take so simple a thing as transportation.
Weather is no problem.
It is always just right, well air-conditioned in summer, heated in winter. Or worry much about the bill. Restaurants consider themselves honoured to have you, so you always get the best table, and sometimes, you don't even pay for it yourself. Your lodgings are assured wherever you go, as is your food. Note that I am not talking only about the Clintons, Blairs and Chiracs.