I've probably said this before, but it's not that I wanted money (well, I did, intensely, around 16 or 17) — it's more that I can't stand the fact that there are things I can't have. If something is theoretically impossible to obtain, or purely imaginary, I'm fine with it (rationally). But when others are getting it — when there's a precedent, or at least a plausible inference that it happens, even if only in rare cases — I can't let it go.
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The reason I rarely feel jealous is that I've already dismantled most things through reason, knowledge, or experience.