Let them eat jodhpurs

We here at No Mas are as committed to the pursuit of the equine arts as much as any young socialite with a lot of time on her hands and a snotty little shit-eating face that you just want to shove up the nearest horse's ass. And that's why our cockles were warmed by a recent Talk of the Town piece in the New Yorker concerning Georgina Bloomberg, 23-year-old show jumping enthusiast and daughter of NYC's Mayor Mike.

Bless her bleeding heart, Georgina has taken to providing riding clothes to the less fortunate.

"My friend was talking about how expensive the riding clothes were," she says in the piece. "So I just started to think that there are all these people who have all these riding clothes that they can't use anymore, and there all these people who could use them, but no one knew how to connect the dots."

Not until a spirited little genius like Georgenius stepped in, that is.

Later on she explains that riding is not just a sport for the wealthy, saying that she has "a couple of good friends who have no money. They work at a barn to be able to get a riding lesson."

One can only imagine what having "no money" actually translates to in this context. Nevertheless, now all these barntrash mongoloids can outfit themselves in hand-me-down breeches still rank with the scent of a billionaress's crotch. Amazing that the Red Cross didn't think of it first.

Georgina's next scheme is to provide free polo mallets to impoverished schools in the ghetto. And by "ghetto" she means Darien.

Gift Horse (The New Yorker)