Inauguration day for the soon to be President Barack Obama is shaping up to be, as one article puts it with much enthusiasm, “a Hollywood bash!” The rich and wealthy, the upper crust of American high society are planning to come out in force; multi millionaire celebrities and entertainers concerned only with what kind of clothing from which fashionista they will don for that January day will be rubbing shoulders with one another celebrating the advent of the new capitalist regime in Washington D.C. I’m sure the wine will flow, the chatter will be pleasant and the rich will be warm in their designer label clothing while there will be workingmen everywhere worrying about shielding themselves and their families from the cold, harsh winter as their dream homes, the homes in which blood, sweat and tears were invested are taken from them because they simply cannot afford it. Or let us not forget the plight of the immigrant. The immigrant, destined to a life of servitude to capitalist masters and long hours of work devoid of rights; a life walking on the tightrope of fear. Let us take a look at the single mother, attempting to raise her children amidst the clawing temptations of consumerism, seeking to devour their young ones, as they themselves are drowning under the rising tide of the standard of living. Remember the average forty hour beast of burden, the proletariat, attached by invisible chains to his place of employment, so attached that he forgets who he is; he is alienated from time and his family, to produce for the upper classes and produce he must! He is paid the lowest wage possible in exchange for his labor and if he does not like it he is threatened with the statistics of rising unemployment, recession and hungry children. Sad, but these stories are true and occurring across the nation. These stories are lived out by those who will never be a guest at the dinner table of the elite of America; these are the people who barely receive leftovers from the table itself. Now why do I say all this? It is not really about Barack Obama, inauguration day or celebrities – this is just the backdrop to highlight the massive class divide that exists in this country of freedom and prosperity. As Oprah Winfrey tells anyone who will listen about her search for her inauguration dress, real people experience real suffering. It is utterly ridiculous that in this time of crisis and worry for the country and the workingman and woman the only worries the upper classes have is what to wear for a party! Do you see the injustice of this? To add insult to injury, this festivity of wealth is for the people’s President and government. The new government of change and democracy that claims to be on the side of the proletariat and claims to truly understand the struggle is receiving its official seal of approval in the company of the nation’s top capitalists; in the company of those who cannot even start to understand the workingman’s struggles, who live in the lap of luxury; is this not ironic? In these times of suffering the average American cannot afford to celebrate and party. The justification is that in Barack Obama’s swearing in to the executive office history will be made thus a celebration of its magnitude is required. But the pigment of ones skin is not sufficient to relieve the sufferings of the proletariat; capitalists come in many colors. On one side we have the government of the rich and for the rich and on the other side we have the workers and the poor, intrinsically opposed to one another. The very nature of this class warfare is epitomized by the event of the inauguration. While the bourgeoisie and celebrity elite can lift their wine glasses in joy during inauguration festivities, the homes of the proletariat ring hollow; filled with pain. That they can even afford to do this is a national travesty of immense proportions. But this event proves that this government will be no different; a government of capitalism supported by capitalists. In these days a dress matters more than the everyday struggle of the workingman – now do you see the class gap?