This is exactly how I feel about the tech gazillionaires who send their staff out ahead of them to set up camp and then fly in to spend four or five days at Burning Man in their fabulous “costumes”, zipping around the playa on decorated Segways. Much as I loathe the portos and dread a bad Exodus which has had us sitting in traffic for over eight hours, I strongly feel that without the misery and hardship, the rich kids are missing out on Burning Man. Just like life. Great observations. Welcome back to the West Side (where we have much better train lines)!