"Poor Pride" and why I hate it

Filed under: Society

I understand why some rich people brag about their wealth. I’m not saying that I agree with it; all I’m saying is that I can understand why they do it. After all, being rich enough to afford a pet jaguar is pretty fucking cool (again I’m not saying it’s right – but it is pretty cool.) However poor people bragging about being poor, is something that I don’t quite understand.

What’s good about being poor? What are you proud of? Achieving very little with your life? Your low income? Lack of ambition? The fact that you shop at Iceland? Because none of this sounds very impressive to me. Being poor isn’t bad, it’s just not very impressive and deep down inside, we all fucking know this. Because if we had the choice, most people would choose to have plenty of money rather than very little.

So why in the name of all that is sacred, do some Britain’s feel the need to relish in their poverty!? Why are some people so determined to label themselves!? It pisses me the fuck off. Especially when poor people label other people/places/food as “posh” or “fancy” in that bizarre, almost derogatory way. As if being “posh” is a bad thing.

I used to get it a lot (because of my accent, which sounds very British – not posh, just very British), however it hardly happens nowadays because I try not to talk to social retards. So I know first hand, what it’s liked to be judged by the working class masses. Funny thing is, most of them don’t even try to get to know you. They just listen to you talk and assume you’re a stuck up snob, who’ll have nothing in common with them.

Jesus donkey riding Christ, just because I annunciate my words correctly (and I don’t speak like a marble gargling spastic) doesn’t automatically mean I dine on caviar every night. I honestly believe that most “posh” people (the decent mannered one’s who posses a 21st century mind) don’t actually give a shit about social status.

In fact, I’d go so far as to say that social status seems to matter more to the poor, hence why they feel the need to alienate themselves. I also hate how the “poor pride mentality” (as I like to call it) seems to frown upon trying new things, like wanting to culture yourself is a bad thing. It’s as if most working class people are afraid of trying new things.

It’s like they think that everyone will laugh at them or something, or that their not “good enough.”

One of the best examples of this was when I was sat in Yo! Sushi once, and I overheard a young man say,

”URG! Japanese food is just like raw fish innit? And dat was-arbie stuff looks well nasty. I ain’t touching dat! Wot happens if I don’t like it? Besides I can’t use chopsticks man, I’ll look stupid! Nah, I’d rather ‘ave a McDonalds. You see wot I’m sayin’?”

(Seriously, this happened.)

For fuck sake! You haven’t even tried it you degenerate cretin. Did you ask if everything had raw fish? Did you ask if cutlery was available? No you didn’t, and that’s why I have a problem with it. Because there’s nothing impressive about being afraid. Fear of foreign experiences. Fear of working hard. Fear of leaving your comfort zone.

So by all means never forget your roots: there’s nothing wrong with being born from a working class background. Just don’t fucking shove it down everybody else’s throats. Because nobody really cares but you.