wealthy class, working class, fighting class, which class is yours?

like it or not, this is a class system. similar to india's caste system. at the top is the ruling class. senators, congressmen, supreme court judges, and then the super wealthy class, with whom they hang out and feed off of mutually.

then there's the regular wealthy class, got a nice big home and a nice big job and a couple s.u.v.'s and a jeep. then you gotcher working class, which is most of us. working working working working working underground, like the movie "Metropolis", while the wealthy and ruling classes enjoy lives of baronial splendor.

below the working class are the untouchable classes. the poor, the disenfranchised, the oppressed, the unlucky, the wretched and unconnected.

i've left out a few classes that fit in the great scheme. minorities, migrant farm workers, illegal aliens, the homosexuals, the beatniks, the intellectuals, all classes of people who are kept at arm's length and held back out of arrogance from the 'upper' classes.

me, i'm a low class guy. there's no class like the low class.
i'm in the bottom few, the leading lives of quiet desperation class.
i'm in a class all by myself. but, like all those other folks, in all those other classes, i'm an american. but i COULD use a little more class.

Of Greed Borne By The * Family Evil Empire!

Out of the system, not living in it or supporting it until Bu$h and the neocons are gone.

...maybe if you had spent more time in class, you could have moved up a notch or two.

just curious

why?

"Work is the curse of the drinking class"

That's me

I suppose you would say wealthy. No SUVs, no Jeep, a Toyota and an Infiniti instead. Got a nice house though. I do have a nice job, but I had to get a PhD to get it.

On my mother's side of the family, I am the first College Graduate. On my Dad's side, I'm the fifth. I am two generations away from cotton-picking poor white trash that thought a trailer was luxury.

I have lived in a YMCA. Lived as the only white guy in black and hispanic apartment complexes. Didn't have a car and then had beat up piece of crap cars.

So, while there is a class system, you are not inextricably stuck in your class.

The union created it and the GOPers have NEVER stopped fighting the unions! The wealthy even used private armies(Contractors)to kill people who tried to unionize in pre 1930 America! "Is there a pattern here?"

The GOP has their own wealth redistribution scheme. Take away from the working middle class and shoot it upward to the big shots at the top. Replace everybody that can be replaced with overseas slave labor. Move the rest into shit pay service industry jobs.

We'll be looking like every other third-world country in about,oh, 15-20 years at this rate. I think I am going to invest cardboard box manufacturing company stock. The new "working class" we're creating is going to need housing.

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with too much time om his hands, who tries to remove the blindfold from the apathetic working class.

the homebound class, too much time, frustrated, broke ass.
i'm glad to be in the same class as you, cause you got real class.

Your "Regular Wealthy Class" is what passes for "Middle Class" around this neck of the woods. 1/4 megabuck house in the "RIGHT" 'hood, Dad has an SUV AND a Dodge RAM, Mom has a Lexus SUV, the kids drive Miyatas or Outbacks, they support home schooling and the Dominionist Movement (only they call it "School Prayer"). And of course, they love Shrub.

Me, my living standard is even lower than some of the kids on campus.

With my college costs around $260,000, I am BROKE.

But since my parents are picking up the tab (not able to receive financial aid), I am guessing my net worth floats around $20? lol

If I was to factor in my parents, the credit the give to me, the things they provide for me, and my allowance, I would be in the wealthy class by monetary definition.

Money aside: I have a great loving family, parents who support me, a great education, many friends who are always there for me, and a positive outlook on life. I guess I consider myself pretty wealthy. The rest is meaningless.

class.

pronounced "no".

dp

as a student, I neither employ labour nor sell my own, hence...

can make it big!

These are the heartless corporate people who live off the rest of us. Their only job is to increase their wealth by holding wages down, outsourcing anything within their grasp, and finding lucrative government contracts with no over-site.
They are the bastards that started their careers in the "Me Decade" and have been responsible for the largest of the realignment of wealth in the history of mankind.

If you're the AFL-CIO it's "working families". If you're a liberal Democrat it's "the poor". If you're a moderate democrat it's the "middle class". If you're a Republican it's "those troublemakers". Talk of the "working class" in America is verboten! I should turn you in to Ashcroft.

similar to india's caste system

You've clearly done a lot of research about the Indian caste system...Brahmins committed suicide in protest when untouchables were given Affirmative Action positions in government...Not EXACTLY the same...And class mobility isn't tied to birth, but wealth...not the same as India either.

Anyway, I suppose I'm in between wealthy and working...white collar, if you will. Going to an Ivy League school, w/o financial aid, but no inheritable wealth to speak of (and I got in on merit, not legacy...).

However, linguistically I'm middle, and materialistically/pysche I'm upper (no gold plated toilets for me, thank you very much, i'd rather have a nice stock portfolio)

I'm an educator and a musician, husband's day job is in computers, but he is a poet and short story author by calling. Guess we'd be a cross between intellectual/beatnik - or possibly just the Geek class -yeah, that's most likely it.

I am in the beatific class--LOL--more practically, according to conventional wisdom, the low to middle low to high low or to the low middle and never for the rest of my life to ascend any higher than that unless I win the lottery which is unlikely because I do not buy the ticket.

However, it does not matter much to me at all.

I come from a diverse class background and grew up in a town small enough that there wasn't the class segregation seen in urban/surburban areas. I wasn't socially comfortable then.
I was socially comfortable in college with people who were primarily concerned about intellectualism as their form of elitism. As a "gifted" student who truly enjoyed learning, I fit well in this environment.
Now in the real world, I live and work in an even smaller town than the one where I was born. The dominant culture can be described as "rural". I work in a food processing facility. Although I have a professional job, it is a hands on position and I work with low wage people. My boss, who I look up to, is brillliant, highly educated, upper middle class by income, but interacts freely with the low wage workers just as I do. Some of them are my close friends but I feel that I am not part of them.
On the otherhand, I recently had an experience which makes me ponder this even more. I had three successful interviews at a small rural food processing plant with professional like my boss who worked with "the people". Then I had the corporate interview. I dressed in my $400 department store dress suit, which I actually had bought on clearnace for $80, and wore brand new shoes and a brand new dress shirt that looked nice but was cheap. Something strange happened when I went into the interview. I felt nervous and intimidated. I found myself trying to be upper middle class. Then I found myself explaining how I could get along with "those people" even though they "were sure to find me overly educated and not like them." I didn't tell the interviewer that I felt comfortable with everyone that I worked with. I didn't tell them that my father worked as a worked in manufacturing in a series of low wage jobs that he kept on being laid off from. I didn't tell them that I had been poor too. I didn't tell them that I had taken a part time job at a fast food restaurant to supplement my income when I graduated from college. I couldn't. I don't tell upper middle class people that when I try to be one of them. I tell them what a good college I went to, how I was in a strong national sorority, and how knowledgable I am. That's how I am like them after all. I didn't feel connected with any of the six corporate people who interviewed me that day as I had with the people at the small rural plant. I didn't get the job. The coporate people didn't think that I should be hired so I wasn't. The plant HR manager said that they had described as well mannered, well kept, well educated, and knowledgable. They also described me as unconfident and socially awkward. One commented that he thought that I would be unable to overcome social class barriers.
I go to work at my plant. I know that I feel more part of the rural low wage workers than I did with those urban upper middle class professionals who work in their pretty, clean office buildings. Maybe I am a socially awkward overly educated woman aspiring to be upper middle class, just like they thought though. Those who I confided in said that the moral of the story was that I should have just been myself. Who am I though? Who are my people? Maybe I should take some lessons from my boss.

you're alright. i think you're upwardly mobile, and you'll do well.

in being so honest-- to be willing to know thyself.

We only go through this life once, at least as far as I can determine.

It is up to us to decide exactly what it the most comfortable andwhat affords us the most satisfaction and happiness.

Just my two cents.

:evilgrin:
edit cuz I am also a dope

Since when have artists and dreamers fit in the system anyway?

You ought to turn that into a poem.