I think we are all meant to feel a little pain, over here, come on! This is a system we love to hate.
The truly wealthy must employee herds of people and other herds to watch those thieves. The court games are endless. The relatives and sycophants alone, are dangerous. And they gang up. It takes enclaves and private guards. You have to look the part. And what do we do? Jeer with envy. We separate the Sir Richard Bransons, from the Windsors, from Donald Trumps, from Mike Tysons.
Some we love, some we hate...from afar. Entertainment.
The rest of us have a chance for a Real Life (tm) if that chance has not been smeared beyond all recognition; things like a violent broken home, CIA crack cocaine infection (I've had that) or the wrong side of_____________.
What ever in your own mind that you can't rise above..... (take 2 clear lights. have you ever seen Zap?) Then get stoned every day. There is a way up for all.
Talk in straight up business English. Dress the part. Find something and spend a decade. No worries. I, for one had to, at least, double my rate of speed, especially speech, after i moved out of the South.
So, don't worry. Find your Rome. Go there. Be like that. Even Portland.