classism

one of the missions I had after that bus crash was I wanted the whole damned world to know what it’s really like to be poor. I know at college I look middle class, I talk middle class, mostly I am treated middle class and I try to act like it.

my mother and her mother are middle class. my father and all of his family I was raised around were very poor. there is a terrible injustice called classism that hardly anyone addresses. we know all about the evils of racism and sexism but classism is commonly accepted to be a character defect of the poor, not a political problem people are born into.

hospitals do not care that much about people who can’t afford to pay. most doctors do not care that much about people who can’t afford to pay. black people and women at least have some idea that some of the oppression they experience in life is not their fault, it is patriarchy. but the poor blame themselves. i would love it if every person on the planet could somehow feel good about themselves just the way they are. not equal rights, or equal opportunity or equal outcome per se, just equal value. intrinsic human dignity. imagine all the people, living life in peace… you may say i’m a dreamer, but i’m not the only one. i hope some day you’ll join us and the world will live as one.

capitalists think that if people felt good about themselves they would not have the drive to achieve. i think it’s the opposite. if people hate themselves they get depressed and wind up sitting in front of the tv eating cheetos and drinking cheap beer. it’s hard to motivate people to self actualize when they feel doomed. so, i unplugged my tv, never buy cheetos, and if i drink a beer it is a good one. don’t believe the media lies that if you look like the people on tv then you are a worthwhile person, a success.

be who you are, be it well, and be happy. live, laugh, love. mostly love.

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~ by loriangray on October 27, 2010.

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