Daddy moved the fence.

I live in a golfing community. There is no gate. All the streets are golf terms. It's out in the sticks.
It looks like everyone in my hood works. There is a steady line of cars leaving between 5 and 7 every morning.
Rich people don't work. DUmmies can't stand anyone having more than they do. They understand nothing about hard work.
They would die if they saw what happens here about 3:30 in the afternoon during school days. Parents pick up their kids in golf carts.
I see no "wealthy" people. Only successful people.