The high cost of class-climbing
A dive into my psyche
Few topics make me more emotional than the politics of the educated class, as many readers have no doubt noticed. This is the most personal of what you’ve seen so far. I want to state at the outset that I’m not looking for pity but illustrating how and why I reached these conclusions. I’ve been working through the psychological injuries of rich kids for the last several years, and it’s far from over. As adults, those people are now telling me what to think and narrowing the boundaries of acceptable discourse in the name of justice. It often feels more like a conflict over manners than ideas about material reality.
I must believe that a female president will be better than a male one and that racial identity determines morality. The rich girls who treated me as lesser because my parents weren’t wealthy and my clothes weren’t brand-name are the ones policing language and telling me I need to accept the New Gender Ideology on pain of being cast out of po…
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