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Cool people die horrible, preventable deaths.
Do you put your crisps in a bowl
Do you know what to do with an avocado
Do you put your crisps in a bowl
...i relate to that ...having expectations at all evenAlso something else. Something like an internalized, conditioned sense of social worthlessness. Best expressed as low expectations. So whatever social capital you may otherwise have (looks, brains, skill etc) you may not be in a position to capitalize (pun intended) on it, because your expectations just aren't high enough.
Hide it under your flat cap if the neighbour peers through your grimy windows.Do you know what to do with an avocado
Never occurred to me as a kid but naming the streets of our council estate after the "great" houses of England was a rancid choice. Arundel, Sandringham, Chatsworth Drives, etc. I was in Goodwood Close.ive gone the other way. im trying to raise an army to take arundel castle.
Good post.I think if you remove the terms performative and deflect from that question - because, simply, it's a very leading question with some pretty crass judgements within it - and think about context and formative, childhood experience and influences - then it can be interesting discussion.
Having it on some fairly cretinous Student Grant meets Citizen Smith level however means it won't be interesting or informative.
So, for me, I am absolutely middle class: nice upbringing, decent state school with assumptions of university blah blah, but my parents didn't start out as middle class, and my grandparents - who were a big part of my childhood - certainly weren't. That's not an argument for inherited Class through DNA, but a solid belief that I am a product of the 'village' that brought me up, and a good slice of that village was WC, with WC attitudes and experiences that were related to me.
So, as an example, when I was a kid my grandad, who I spent pretty much every weekend with, took me to a village in Dorset where his family had lived from about 1600 to 1900. They were all agricultural labourers and domestic servants with grim life expectancy and all the normal indicators of poverty - 80 years after they left/died out, and despite living there for 300 years (and probably a lot longer), not one of the houses they'd lived in still stood, and not a single one of the several hundred members of that family who'd lived there had a grave marker of any type. They had, along with pretty much every other person of their class, been completely airbrushed out of existence by a system that believed they had only the temporary value of the sweat on their backs.
When I was 22 my parents had a little family party for me when I commissioned, and my Nan gave a little speech - and she said how proud she was of me, but she said that my mum and dad should take great credit for being the first generation since we'd come down from the trees who's children had never gone to bed hungry because there was no money for food. That 'family memory' of some pretty grim experiences was never far from my childhood - it was certainly used to show us the privilege we had, but also to show how quickly situations can change, and that we weren't far from dire poverty and exploitation.
So, middle class with working class roots - but we never watched blind date. Does the wrestling count?
i, a working class child, has had my expectations raised by some kind knowledgable patriarch. "you can do anything! be anything!" i think to myself. so, how do i become an admiral in the british navy?
Someone on first dates last night said almost exactly this“one of the small private schools, quite cheap”
Ah man, I was going to post that haha!! Apparently she was Scottish too, although I failed to hear it.Someone on first dates last night said almost exactly this
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Of course fashion plays a role in this - in the 18th century the most minor gentry would deny till they were blue in the face that they might be the grandson of a farmer, yet now the opposite it true. Perhaps it may swing back....
A friend of mine who went to a "quite small, quite cheap" private school gets enraged when anyone mentions that her curiously-spelled surname is down to an illiterate ancestor spelling a name wrong on a form (or perhaps a clerk mishearing it), so the pendulum is still a bit mid-swing.
Ah man, I was going to post that haha!! Apparently she was Scottish too, although I failed to hear it.
One of the joys of looking back at old census returns is the variety of spellings, both names and locations (of birth). I assume that some were errors derived from partial literacy and others from the answers written down by census officials interpreting the answers given by illiterate forebears.
Posh Scottish people speak with the same accent as posh English people on the whole - I'm not sure a distinct posh Scottish accent exists.
This is an interesting vid which popped up in my youtube suggestions recently
Kill an existing admiral in the Royal Navy and take his hat. It's much the same as with Popes.i, a working class child, has had my expectations raised by some kind knowledgable patriarch. "you can do anything! be anything!" i think to myself. so, how do i become an admiral in the british navy?
I had my honeymoon in Edinburgh stayed in a lovely b&b and we asked the owners why there was so many posh English people in the area and they explained that they were actually all rich Scots.Posh Scottish people speak with the same accent as posh English people on the whole - I'm not sure a distinct posh Scottish accent exists.
KULAKS: INCRIMINATE YOURSELVES HERE?It might need a snappier title than Have you used an intergenerational understanding of family class origin in a performative manner to deflect attention away from the structural privileges you enjoy? though .
Class is a social relationship, not a matter of identityWhat if they identify as working class?
Depends what you mean by posh. Richard Wilson has a grammar school West of Scotland accent (he’d have been educated in pre-comprehensive 11 plus times).I thought maybe Victor Meldrew would be a posh Scottish accent. Doesn't sound like a posh English one.
And as such you can’t escape it?Class is a social relationship, not a matter of identity
Can it not be both?Class is a social relationship, not a matter of identity
And as such you can’t escape it?
Your relationship surely has to be with a society, surely. If my only economic relationship were with my dentist, the fact that I'm the one paying would not make me an aristocrat.I suppose on the strict economic basis that if you have any economic relationship with anyone else then you have a class, then it's entirely true.
No, you can't "escape" it.And as such you can’t escape it?
I suppose it can be an identity as well, but your class position (in the Marxist sense, what is sense I'm talking about in) isn't altered by how you identify, not in any meaningful way.Can it not be both?