I think real citizenship come with time and effort. Money won't buy you a place among people who care and matter.
I am seeing in Tulse Hill that the 'new people' with 'money' are struggling to be a part of things. They are the ones all gathering together and forming committees and building faux communities, but they are lost in connecting to any 'locals' and so go about an odd kind of social cleansing. They are not excluding the 'locals' and the long term residents of the area, they just build new things for themselves that 'those people' can not afford or do not know how to be a part of. The once marginalised middle classes of Tulse Hill, who ran from the Station to their homes every night, are now propping up the refurbed bars and eating from the fancy plates of wood, while the people who kept the area, while no one cared, get shoved towards the cheap seat, the next borough, the shit pub up the road that has yet to be taken over, turned over, re-cushioned for the cosy and needy nuclear families that are turning real long term, evolved, communities into fractured and disparate hives.
The gentrifiers don't really feel part of anything, they are just in transition, awaiting the next place or point in their lives, they don't connect fully with an area of make it a part of their future. They don't commit.
That lack of commitment is the thing that angers me the most. While they take and take and throw a few pennies back, they leave the origins of an area in tatters, and rarely do those origins (people, traditions, places etcs) ever return or recover from having been bent and shaped to fit the needs of a group of people who were only ever motivated by being in the 'right place' while it was up an coming, without ever really being interested in any positive change and progress in that area unless it's connected to a value that benefits them directly (economically, socially, reputationally etc.)
It's the fake bollocks of pretending to be a part of an area that stinks.