While the rest of us have been kicked out of our homes, tossed out of our jobs or denied an ExtraMooga experience, rich people have been doing peachy. 93% of the gains made during the "recovery" from 2009 to 2010 went to the top 1% of earners—and the top 0.01% saw an increase of their incomes increase by $4.2 million during that same period. But as Chrystia Freeland reports in The New Yorker, the country's richest people act like President Obama forced them to get Saul Alinsky tramp stamps and drill holes in their yachts. Does that sound hyberbolic? Here's billionaire Leon Cooperman noting that Obama's tenure as president is "Not totally different from taking Adolf Hitler in Germany and making him in charge of Germany because people were economically dissatisfied."

Cooperman, who is from the Bronx, backed Obama in 2008, and lives "an emphatically low-key life style" (for a billionaire: he still uses private jets), gained fame amongst the ivory-cufflinked class last year when he wrote a long piece of hate mail to the president.

Presumably Cooperman, who agreed that there are "nuts" in the GOP, thought he was going to come across better than the petulant megalomaniacs that he and his ilk sound like in the story. Behold:

“When he ran for President, he’d never worked a day in his life. Never held a job,” [Cooperman] said. Obama had, of course, worked—as a business researcher, a community organizer, a law professor, and an attorney at a law firm, not to mention an Illinois state legislator and a U.S. senator, before being elected President. But Cooperman was unimpressed. “He went into government service right out of Harvard,” he said. “He never made payroll. He’s never built anything.”

Indeed, all of our great presidents were job-creators or thing-builders. Every single one.

Last July, before he had written the letter, Cooperman was invited to the White House for a reception to honor wealthy philanthropists who had signed Bill and Melinda Gates and Warren Buffett’s Giving Pledge, promising to donate at least fifty per cent of their net worth to charity. At the event, Cooperman handed the President two copies of “Inspired: My Life (So Far) in Poems,” a self-published book written by Courtney Cooperman, his fourteen-year-old granddaughter. Cooperman was surprised that the President didn’t send him a thank-you note or that Malia and Sasha Obama, for whom the books were intended as a gift and to whom Courtney wrote a separate letter, didn’t write to Courtney. (After Cooperman grumbled to a few friends, including Cory Booker, the mayor of Newark, Michelle Obama did write. Booker, who was also a recipient of Courtney’s book, promptly wrote her “a very nice note,” Cooperman said.)

So this Titan of Industry was offended that the President of the United States didn't have time to write Cooperman's 14-year-old granddaughter a thank you note for her book of poetry about the 168 months of her life? Screw those "ordinary Americans" Obama writes to—who will care about the 14-year-old billionaire granddaughters? We can see how President Romney would handle the situation more gracefully…

Advisor 1: Mr. President, the situation is rapidly deteriorating in Syria. We need your authorization to—

Advisor 2: Mr. President the wounded veterans are outside to greet you for your 3 pm, if you could just—

Advisor 3: Mr. President we have preliminary reports that the hurricane hitting Florida may do enough damage to—


President Romney: Good God! Bring me my stationary. Everyone else, get the hell out of here while I write this letter to a girl, for giving me a book. How could I forget this precious gift, the only one I have ever received as president, ever?

This leads us to Freeland's larger point that rich people never truly "give" anything without wanting something in return (emphasis ours).

Foster Friess, a retired mutual-fund investor from Wyoming who was the backer of the main Super pac supporting the Republican primary candidate Rick Santorum, expounded on this view in a video interview in February. “People don’t realize how wealthy people self-tax,” he said. “If you have a certain cause, an art museum or a symphony, and you want to support it, it would be nice if you had the choice.” The middle class anonymously and nervously pays its thirty-five per cent to the I.R.S., while the super-rich pay fourteen per cent, and are then praised for giving five or ten per cent more to pet causes, often with the perk of having their names engraved above the door.