Are You a Classist?

Are You a Classist?


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a biased or discriminatory attitude based on distinctions made between social or economic classes.

the viewing of society as being composed of distinct classes.

I’ve recently been totally gob-smacked by the opinions held by people in relation to others with regards to their background, their accent, or their financial and housing situation.  I’m not naive, I know people love to box people, whether it’s down to their religion, their skin colour or their sexuality, but I have to admit I’m pretty sick of it.

When it comes to Classism, it seems that people see the lower class as less-educated, and this totally makes my blood boil. I grew up in a council flat in a dodgy area of Birmingham, we had very little money, very little in the way of materialistic goods, very little in the way of new clothes and shoes, but we had a whole world of imagination. My family have always been chatterboxes and my mother was a keen storyteller and reader when I was young (now she’s a big Twitter fan ;)) and so I had everything I could have wished for in terms of imaginative play and education. 

I was top of the class in most subjects at school, flaked a little at college (oh how I wish I’d had some A level tuition!) and then went on to study my Degree and Masters in English & Creative Writing at Aberystwyth University. I have worked, I still work (in an unpaid cleaning, feeding, blogging, novel writing poor writer kinda way) and yet I still see people piecing together who I am based on the fact that I can’t afford to do everything or buy everything expected of me by ‘society’. 

I see the look in people’s eyes when I mention our Housing Benefit too, it’s like there’s a tag on  your head that reads ‘untrustworthy’ or ‘dim’ and I for one feel this link needs to stop being made by ignorant people. 

At the end of the day, people are people. There are rich people who have no idea what the difference between their, they’re and there, and there are poor people who could talk to you about Shakespeare. The beauty of our world is our differences, and to box people because of their skin colour, religion, sexuality or class is just unacceptable.  

Prejudice of any kind is wrong, and I think Classism is one of those prejudices people don’t always recognise, mostly because it seems acceptable to say things like, ‘Brummies sound so thick,’ or ‘Housing Benefit? They’ll never pay their rent,’ or ‘Poor parents mean stunted kids,’. It’s outrageous that people think it’s okay to make such sweeping and completely inaccurate statements about people they don’t even know. 

Whilst researching this topic I found this article about self love, and perhaps it’s true. Perhaps if people loved themselves more, they’d judge less? 

Let’s hope so, and let’s hope they learn to love themselves real soon.

Have you ever been the victim of Classism?

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