Since I am going to be kind of harsh, I am not going to hide behind anonymous. This is Fadeaway speaking. As many people here know my husband is a Classicist. For those that don't know what that is, he is a scholar in ancient Greece and Ancient Rome. He is currently working in a call center. He is so insecure about this he won't even call his own children (granted there are other issues which sort of justifies the lack of contact but when he uses this as an excuse...) I have a higher sex drive than he does, but flat out, seeing a man put that much self-identity into his career instead of as a husband or father, it puts the breaks on any sexual desire I might have.
There is a huge difference to me between someone who introduces themselves as "Hi, I am mike I have a wife, two kids and I work in medicine." and someone who introduces themselves as, "Hello I am Doctor Micheal Smith and I run the department of oncology and my wife is off somewhere watching our two kids." The first one is respectable, the second one is repulsive.
My husband was born middle class, and I was born white trash. I love symphonies and opera. Anthropology, philosophy, history and literature are more than just my favorite subjects, they are hobbies. But like you, I judged others so harshly I thought I couldn't have friends because anyone in my social class would find those things boring. People of lower classes just disguise their interest better, because they think people will think they are odd.
I mean a random sample of 100 waiters, waitresses, and busboys would be less knowledgeable about the cannon of Western literature than a random sample of 100 law students. That's what it has to do with social class.
I am going to disagree and say that it is the other way around. Being forced to take it in a college class doesn't equate to retention out of a love for the subject. Where you might find several waitress's that reading books on their5-minutee break because they have a love for it.
There was a time I was as cruel of a judge as you are. and that made me alone. However, I learned that everything you have said is simply not true and I was putting bars on gates that didn't even exist. I get your thinking, My husband has it, I have had it, but life has proven it wrong. The first step you need to take, is stop judging others with a critical eye.
