How would you feel if a megalomaniac billionaire would hire half of your city, where he wasn’t born but only appreciates the ‘uniqueness’ of.

He’s openly prostituting an ancient and beautiful relic, that should not be able to be bought in the first place (thus why he wants it).

That in itself is unbearable, the hubris of this upstart, this nitwit who lucked into being the richest man around.

It’s like seeing your mother as a pole dancing stripper on the wedding. For that money, who wouldn’t, but it breeds a lot of resentment.