Apparently, it hit a Nerve

A woman going door to door for a home improvement company just knocked and offered to tell me about her services. I politely refused, but Junie was highly offended. 

"You should have told her to mind her own business. If she's going door to door she's probably too poor to even own a house. She should just go back to her little apartment and shut her mouth." 

After telling her to chill and watch her mouth, Little Elitist is still stewing.

I believe it was more personal loyalty to our homestead than an indictment of apartment dwellers or econcomic status.