Wife beaters and Marmite plus accents and shopping preferences are no longer sufficient for class categories in the UK.
Shucks, we are out of step with sociology.
Our time tested touchstones for neatly classifying all inhabitants of the isles are being thrown out in favor of a new, seven class system. The need to differentiate ever more will make us re-think who we are.
We used to be happy with the results we obtained, even if we had to include f*** me boots and the odd ping of the gaydar when the situation required some intimate clarification.
TheEditor was tempted to take the BBC survey of class affiliation but shirked away because of the old internet saying:
What happens on the internet, stays on the internet.
In case you, dear reader, have noticed a preoccupation with all things British in our recent posts, let us explain.
In many ways, we have come to see the British as the canary in the social coal mine. Not out of disregard or ignorance towards our southern crisis neighbors.
On the unscientific scale of social progress, with "muddle through" on one end and "poised, equitable thinking" on the other, we place the Brits in the middle.
To us, that middle is quite interesting: CCTV everywhere, a proletariat straight out of Karl's pamphlets, secret courts, a cutesie feudal-ish system, multi cultural cities paired with a Germanic "home equals castle" tendency, a touch of Glastonbury and a pinch of Stringfellows.
That's enough now, we'll write something about school uniforms and Hogwarts if we feel like it.
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