Relatively wealthy leftists:
Fast food is unhealthy so we should implement taxes to prevent poor people from eating it and sometimes even ban the opening of fast food restaurants in low income areas.
Translation:
Fuck poor people. There's nothing wrong with me getting a fifteen dollar burger at Gordon Ramsay's restaurant or going to a fancy place and getting creme brulee for dessert. I just have a problem the cheap stuff that poor people can afford.
Relatively wealthy leftists:
We should demand GMO labeling and block the distribution of GMO crops to impoverished countries. Of course, it's also great whenever government puts greater restrictions on GMO crops domestically and there's nothing wrong with Greenpeace tearing up test crops.
Translation:
Fuck poor people. My commitment to the appeal to nature fallacy is more important than the lives of the twenty-five thousand kids who will die of malnutrition in the next twenty-four hours.
Relatively wealthy leftists:
No pipelines anywhere. You know what? Don't drill on land; it's unsightly. Actually, don't drill in shallow waters either. If you're gonna drill, do it where I can't see it. Really, let's make oil as expensive as possible because nothing is more important than curtailing climate change.
Translation:
Fuck poor people. If you can't afford a hybrid or a fully electric car, or a car that will pass emissions tests, or the gas to get yourself to work everyday, you can remain a ward of the state or take the bus. Sure, it'll increase your commute time to work by at least an hour even assuming that you live on a bus route and your place of work is on a bus route. In the mean time, while you're on the bus, I'll be able to just drive my hybrid home, spend more time with my friends and family, and masturbate to the smell of my own farts.
Oh, also, just ignore the fact that most of those deep sea oil spills are kinda direct results of regulations that I supported to push oil companies off the land.
Relatively wealthy leftists and right wingers:
We need occupational licensing for consumer safety.
Translation:
Fuck poor people. We'll get you fired from your job at Albertson's as a florist because you didn't pass an entirely subjective test wherein your potential competitors judge your flower arrangements (I'm not making this up. This really happened.)
If you're going to brand yourself as the person who is trying to improve the lives of the less fortunate, maybe stop supporting policies that fuck the poor.