A
unique sub-genre of {trustafarians} whose lives revolve around recreating in their adopted ski towns within the Rocky Mountain region. Highly privileged with inherited wealth and good looks, they live a life of recreation and leisure centering around overpriced
gear, Sprinter vans, and Breweries. If they work it is at a
non-profit which their
parents donate heavily to, all this is done for {virtue signaling} reasons on social media. Their
money gentrifies these communities and drives the working class to satellite communities. Having a worldview so myopic and self centered, their idea of an injustice is not being able to ride their
bike exactly where they want. Dog poop on the trail is the most difficult thing any of them will have to deal with
today. Their life has been so easy they have to make recreational challenges to add a feeling of consequence and challenge to an otherwise consumptive existence of vanity and social networking with members of their same economic class. Contact with members of the working class is limited to when their vehicle, otherwise known as their play chariot, needs new tires. Moving quickly from recreation bubble to recreation bubble and remaining ignorant to current events, the RMRLC can maintain their whimsical and fantastical vision of an adult playground complete with toys of unlimited excess. A
reality where adrenaline mixes with copious amounts of THC and a topper of craft microbrews from their trustfund
friends brewery.
If a tree fell in a forest and a Rocky
Mountain recreational leisure class
individual was not there to ride on
top of it with a titanium endowed piece of equipment, did that tree actually fall?