Class warfare breaks out on Beacon Hill: There we were, the Loyal Smokers Guard, protecting the perimeter in front of the Sevens last evening, when a rather large car parked a few steps away on Charles Street. "It's a Maybach!" said one excited member of the Guard. "That's a $300,000 car!" No way, said the rest of us, until we saw the curtains on the back window. Then out popped who we assumed was the owner -- a well-tanned, 40-something uberpreppy with starched white shirt, pressed khakis, highly polished loafers. He immediately stepped in a pile of dog shit. Guffaws from the Guard. He scampered away in a hurry. Then a meter maid came walking by. The owner had forgotten to pop a quarter in the meter. "Ticket him! Ticket him! That's a $300,000 car!" went the chant. And she did, with a slight smile of satisfaction on her face. Loud cheers! Then it was back into the Sevens for the glorious Guards, protectors of the perimeter. ...

Auto etiquette question for Carpundit: Were we being boorish or were we within normal boundaries of envy?

Update -- Carpundit responds with a basic 'yes' to both parts of the two-part question.  ¶ 6:23 AM