The Yellowstone Club, gated enclave for the very, very rich, has filed for bankruptcy. Greg LeMond and a bunch of far richer types won’t be able to ski there this winter and, presumably, will lose out on the fun of keeping out trespassers – who wants to trespass where nothing’s happening?
But what struck me is the attitude of the locals who were pushed out of the way to make way for this playground. They sound a lot like some folks in Greenwich witnessing the fall of Wall Street:
“It’s kind of like a double-edged sword for a lot of people around here,” said Greg Thomas, a 31-year-old construction worker from Bozeman. “It’s pretty grotesque and ridiculous, but at the same time, a lot of people depend on going up there for jobs.”
Bill Hopkins was more to the point.
“I can kind of gloat on one hand, but I’m not really happy about it.”
Maybe we Greenwichites can sell our hovels here for pennies and head west to take advantage of what’s sure to be a new Montana land rush.