Anonymous wrote:As a lower middle class kid (working class on the edge of poor) I was able to work the system well enough to sneak into the best universities in the US. I note this here, not as boasting, but affirming to you that, I have been to the place where the Nobel laureates live, and I was not impressed. I went to the places where prestige, privilege, and power reside.
I didn't like it. Something was seriously amiss, that educated people could function within the institutions of higher learning, while holding lower ethics, while acting "as if' the fictitious world on the inside were enough to deny the abuses of power outside. The systems of domination and control are maintained by the very people who claim freedom of thought and action. The system is maintained, not with sticks, but with the carrots of social and monetary capital.
The modern capitalist nation-state is maintained by a grand Faustian bargain, from the inside of the doctrinal system, and by violence of the physical variety for those on the outside.
I started out, as a child, on the outside. I manipulated my way into the inside, and I have ostracized myself back outside.
Outside is the only honorable place to be.
It has been my good fortune to meet my brothers and sisters on the outside, inside the universal community of cooperation, compassion and dignity.
Anonymous wrote:I love interesting and kind people. The amount of money made is irrelevant. We are wealthy (wealthier than most people realize) and we have friends and family from all different socioeconomic statuses. I would be really sad if our close friends didn’t want to be our friends just because we have more money than them. They are fun, wonderful to be with, and have unique life stories. I learn a lot from them.
Maybe it’s because I grew up without money but I don’t judge a person by how much they make.
Anonymous wrote:I love interesting and kind people. The amount of money made is irrelevant. We are wealthy (wealthier than most people realize) and we have friends and family from all different socioeconomic statuses. I would be really sad if our close friends didn’t want to be our friends just because we have more money than them. They are fun, wonderful to be with, and have unique life stories. I learn a lot from them.
Maybe it’s because I grew up without money but I don’t judge a person by how much they make.
Anonymous wrote:Not really. There was a period when you could say I had a socio-economically diverse set of friends but that was due to different occupations rather than cultural factors. But when we grew out of our 20s into our 30s people really did start pigeonholing into their socio-economic niches. I'm UMC, just about all family and friends are UMC, the few people I knew who were genuinely rich and the few who were of lower incomes have drifted away. Inevitable, I suppose. But at the same time there's no real regrets either.