Curiouser and Couriouser

Judge not? Can this perchance
give meaning and purpose to life?
Shallow, hollow though it might be
does it give comfort and satisfaction
to own a product not particularly
distinguished by great aesthetic
design but valued instead for its
purported rarity, exemplified by 
the fact that only a limited elite
whose finances allow them to expend
such extravagant sums for a durable
albeit pedestrian item such as a
handbag lends an air of studied
casualty as though to proclaim to
the world at large: this is mine
quite beyond your means, look and
admire, become envious, but though
you may aspire it will never be yours.
Unless somehow you fall into a
fortune and zealously lavish it without
regard to value and priorities. Do such
people ever realize the preponderance
of poverty in the world? Does charity
ever move them to action? Just asking
simply wondering, not sitting in
judgement of course. And isn't it
strange that cupidity rhymes with 
stupidity? Preening, posturing in
pathetic preoccupation with dross.