Anonymous wrote:
Anonymous wrote:The epitome of white privilege is doing something wrong—even illegal— and then being given a “cover story” to cry victim and be the hero of the story. I’ll assume Ashely Bronczek (via her in-laws' money) paid Washington Life to put a positive spin on her grotesque, potentially deadly mistake. The sense of entitlement when she bemoans whether in hindsight she should have canceled her party shows she thinks she is an exception to social distancing and thinks that the rules don’t apply to her. She obviously did not learn her lesson. It’s as if everyone else should follow the guidelines except her.
She plays the victim, and is completely tone-deaf when attempting to garner sympathy at having to manage her children plus a business. She is out-of-touch: obviously, she has a nanny (or nannies), and selling cheap headbands made-in-china while living off your in-laws is far from the risks one has to take at being an entrepreneur.
She wants accolades for having given back so much to the community--it’s nauseating because it’s centered around herself (no one is as self-centered as Kristin Cecchi). Having your in-laws donate to organizations like the ballet to be on exclusive boards with other wealthy people is so out-of-touch. People cannot pay their bills. People are losing their jobs. People are truly suffering. DC has over 7,000 homeless children. Does she care about these children? If she wanted to effect true change she would address the issues that are causing these miseries. She has tremendous amounts to learn from DC communities.
Ashley wants empathy, sympathy, and a pat on the back, but nothing is more insufferable than someone who has everything at their disposal crying victim when income inequality, racial injustice, and mass suffering are at an all-time high. Those are the people we should extend our deepest empathy towards. Not a self-serving spoiled brat who puts herself on magazine covers in the middle of a global pandemic that has shaken the world to its core.
Happy Monday!
Wow, it is painful to look at Kristin Cecchi.