On the worst of days, while enmeshed in the more crushing aspects of toil and drudgery, I like to attempt to incite class war. It lies somewhere between a joke, catharsis, and the smallest hope that my compatriots will join me and we can free ourselves from the evils of capitalism by savagely and gleefully unleashing hell. Recently, however, I was ( Read more... )

Class feels like this impenetrable divide. It is not, I don't think, that I cannot bridge the gap, but that it is difficult to maintain a relationship with people who do not realize that the chasm is there at all ( Read more... )