Oh Yeah, Bricky Baby, Your Facadism Gets Me Hot

Yes, making fun of the wealthy is a tired and easy target -- if anything we totally want to befriend the ultra-rich with the hope that they might pay our always-late rent and maybe for the occasional Kobe beef dish. You know, for kicks. And we sort of dig the new Ritz-Carlton residental and club and whatever building on Market and Third Streets, and kind of wish we could stow ourselves up on the top floor in a fit of luxurious and eccentric agoraphobia.

But check out their PR's garish and surprisingly epic promotional video for the new pads. The best part? How they seamlessly weed out your more unsavory tax bracket dwellers (i.e., you, us) by offering the hovels as merely “a second home...in the Ritz-Carlton tradition” for those who need a place to stash the mistress or second family.

To watch the video, if you dare, go to their italic-happy site here and click on "Watch The Ritz-Carlton Club Video." Our apologies for not having its access easier for you to reach.