You're right, of course - the really wealthy will keep their privileges, no matter who sits on the throne.

I hereby confess to writing deathless prose, on occasion - and even immortal verse, now and then.  But when I do, I do it alone, with only a split of vin ordinaire for company, and I do it for me, myself, only.  It's pure self-indulgence, of course - 'art for art's sake' really means 'art for the artist's sake.'  It's the sheer personal gratification of doing something as well as I can possibly do it, of expressing my feelings, my view of existence, my self - and it's for me, alone.  Oh, I don't mind if other people read it, and it's nice if they like it.  Sure, I enjoy praise; I'm human, too.  But that's just a by-product, a side issue....  This - this is another matter.  It's another thing entirely.  This script, I wrote for other people, and I make it with a host of other people.  If no one else ever hears it or sees it, it will have failed.  Worse: it'll be absurd, without purpose.  Without an audience, it's incomplete.