The privilege wars have spilled over into the highly ideological area of brunch.
People have way too much time on their hands. I feel very underprivileged now that I have realized that society denied me the opportunity to see the privilege behind not seeing the privilege of the overprivileged. Or something.
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I had brunch today, but I was the only person of my color at the outdoor cafe so there was no privilege involved.
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And how’d you get brunch, eh? By exploiting the chickens! By hanging on to outdated agriculturalist dogmas in which the avian classes provide eggs for…
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I meant to put in some some fake tags saying “Monty Python”, but apparently fake tags aren’t showing. Oh well.
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Okay, I couldn’t really make heads or tails of what the author of the linked article was trying to say. Am I the only one?
I’m reminded of a book I read about Germans a loooooong time ago that mentioned the “boiling point” (Siedepunkt?) that almost all Germans have – a topic about which they absolutely refuse to engage in rational debate. The idea was that this led to an abtuse, diffuse writing style where the opinion or aim of the author was impossible to deduce (and therefor relatively free from attack).
It was a lightbulb moment that made a lot of public discourse in Germany (and elsewhere in this part of the world) make a lot more sense.
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“Okay, I couldn’t really make heads or tails of what the author of the linked article was trying to say. Am I the only one?”
No, I’m with you. This is why I haven’t commented this post yet. I admit though that I couldn’t finish the article. It’s something about that privileged people eat brunch, and non-privileged people don’t eat brunch. If you eat brunch, you’re privileged. If not, you are not. Maybe there’s some conclusion at the end, but I didn’t read it so far.
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and if you eat brunch only on Sunday, then you’re privileged only on Sundays but not on the other days
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When I was poor, I ate brunch all the time because I’d work until very late and then skipped breakfast. The idea that brunch is somehow for rich people is bizarre.
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“Logic-proof compartments” — this is what they were called by Edward Bernays in his infamous books on public relations and propaganda.
Actually, it’s quite entertaining when you discover what these are because you can use them to create marionette-like effects related to straw-man arguments. 🙂
“Oh look, someone’s arguments on immigration have turned Papa Legba on him!”
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