I found it facinating that the true mark of wealth was not having to work. Even if you were very modestly endowed with very little to spare, a gentleman was one who didn't need to work. As if once you had enough to live on it was rather obscene to work and continue to earn more. (MMM?) People of means did charity work and had literary clubs and magazines and ran small or huge estates, similar to nobility but without the titles. They were the "rich," and then there were the poor, who worked hard with little result and depended on the charity of the "rich."
It wasn't until industrialization when it became possible to get rich by working (in industry) that the working class became the middle class. They couldn't afford to "retire" but as long as they kept working, they had plenty of dough. At first it was crass. But then "industry" became industrious and the middle class was born, coming into the world gung ho, screeching, with a sense of rightousness and entitlement, and an established pattern of work and spend, work and spend, to show that even though you had to work, you had plenty of money as evidenced by all of your nice things. But with no sense of owing to the less fortunate. After all, they work hard for their money so why should they support those who don't.
And here we are today!