There was an elderly woman who once explained class structure to me in the following way:
There are women who wash somebody else’s floors.
There are women who wash their own floors.
There are women who don’t wash any floors.
And there are women who never saw their mothers or grandmothers wash floors.
This isn’t a money issue. When this woman was a little girl she was exiled with her mother by the Stalin regime to Turkmenistan. And the mother still hired a local woman to wash her floors because she was unaware of other options.
One version I heard from a stand up comedian:
If you go to work and your name is on your shirt, you’re probably lower class.
If you go to work and your name is on your office, you’re probably middle class.
If you go to work and your name is on the building, you’re probably upper class.
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That’s a good one, too. 😁😁
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I see black nannies pushing prams with white babies all the time. The first time I saw a white construction worker was in Europe. People don’t get how much racism in SA is actually classism.
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