The mind/being/soul/construct that is each individual human being is so vast and complex and amazing that all of us simultaneously have unfathomably many significant idiosyncrasies AND undiscoverably many significant things in common.
Nietzsche/Emerson/Rand were right, but so was Dante, was Jesus. We will never know one another in our glorious fullness—but if we do not at least glimpse the outlines, then we are sleeping.
We must learn to see them, the billionaires, the powerful. We must learn to know where they are on earth and see them as on the same planet as us. We must know where they all are, because they would have us miss them.
Each has made the world a certain way. They would have us mistake them for history, something unchangeable. They would like us to mistake the police and our political “opponents” for them, but they are yet people like us, not our real enemy, at worst pawns, at worst always still human beings. But the very powerful are very few, and that fact is a nuisance to them.