200 red words

I'll give you two hundred words!

Mentally centred but self-centred at heart, divisive and hurtful, lazy, guiltless and a recipient of charitable foundations worldwide, blissfully in denial of the corruption that blights their every action, ugly, suspicious of all outside their circle, hypocritical to the point that they are blind to truth, ruthless, manipulative, urging their spouse to employ foreigners as home-help for cash while constantly stressing that the country needs true leaders and transparent politics; the rich, super-rich and idle classes.

Aspirational, conscious to the crisis of world poverty but quietly defensive in their own role to uphold it, reasonably well-educated and glad to please their superiors for the chance of promotion (at almost any cost) but systematically shown the door by the elite, easily given to showing generosity (giving away guilt) by way of charitable donations, bullied, childish, paranoid, suspicious of the British and the poor, slaves to political swing, the infantry of the rich soaked in the blood of the poor; the middle-classes.

Blinded, well-meaning, lost, hopeless, prophetic, bloody-minded, systematically abused to justify the denial of the rich, badly housed and fed, imprisoned by freedom, a laughing stock, and a constant reminder to the middle-classes of how fine their division has been set out, decent, at pains to help a friend when they can't help themselves, chippy, divisive, cruel and at times deadly, seals flung by whales, the scourge of the nation, the backbone of the revolution; the poor.