great gatsbyesque

just finished great gatsby... Fitzgerald's classic had been lying with me for four years before i deigned to open it and then i couldn't put it down. it was superfast -- i like --a jaded look at how rich playboys come to ruin in a consumeristic society where people love you only so long as you can show them a good time. the moment you fall apart they fall behind.
the interesting part is that this book written in the aftermath of world war II depicts the very same sentiments that affect today's --what do they call themselves-- happening crowd.
same shit new day?