Posted on Sun, 09/17/2006 - 9:33am by Garrett Dash Nelson
" ... I said then, and I say now, that while there is a lower class, I am in it ... " —
Eugene V. Debs
I work for Harvard. I mean this not as a student, nor as a researcher, nor as a volunteer, nor as a citizen. I mean this as an actual employee of the toil-and-hours sort—as a captain of
Dorm Crew, I get the incredible opportunity to simultaneously occupy the roles of prestigious-University-student and custodian-of-said-prestigious-University. It's an infinitely interesting point of view to have, and the observations it yields on class, both at Harvard and the world, are pretty astounding. For example, you'd think that nobody at Harvard would be enough of an asshole to dump a full plate of garbage into a bag of recycling that was in the process of being tied up. Not so. You'd think that Harvard alumni would have the respect to not dump an entire table of trash on the ground right in front of the people cleaning it up. Also not so. You'd think that the 10-year-old daughter of an alumni, on being asked what sort of an event was taking place, wouldn't have the nerve to respond with "you wouldn't care—we're with
Harvard." I'm not making this stuff up. Stepping out of your identity of a student and into that of a economic position that could be held by even the most marginally educated pulls your eyes open to the tenuous relationships that our modern society is predicated upon. Even when people
are being generally courteous, it's hard not to feel like an untouchable when you're shoveling trash up off the ground.
I bring this up not because I've developed a sudden interest in polite manners but because of something I'm increasingly convinced of after the past few months:
that classism is increasingly alive and well in America. It's often considered common political dogma that Americans don't respond to class identity. And this may well be true—history itself confirms the difficult time that American economic classes have had in asserting themselves as political classes. But to argue that there is no sense of class in America, and that it is not fraught with hatred, distrust, disrespect, and confusion, is to either ignore the truth or to exhibit a sense of willful naïveité that would put Pangloss to shame.
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I spent a week this summer on
Vinalhaven Island off the coast of Maine. The island is entirely shunted into two divisions: on one hand, those living in absolute poverty off the fisheries with abandoned McDonalds refrigerated tractor-trailers pulled to make housing additions; and, on the other, summer folks who are so absurdly rich that they have not even created a thriving downtown—their personal enclaves contain everything they need. It's not difficult to sit by the post office and sort out the residents as they walk by into two very distinct and very different classes.
It's occurrences like these—watching Harvard students together with Harvard custodians, or watching downeast Mainers together with New York billionaires—that make me believe that rampant American classism is so important not simply because of its economic inequality but because of the way economic classes are pigeonholed into social and cultural stereotypes as well. In a very real way, your economic station in America today determines not only how you spend most of your time, but what you wear, what music you listen to you, and, most importantly, your basic conceptions of political understanding. The rich now
cannot help but to look on the poor with either a sense of disgust or noblesse-oblige pity; conversely, the poor now cannot help but to look skeptically on the cultural values of those for who manual labor is a cute curiosity.
And yet the increasingly fast pace at which America is separating into classes commonly takes up little space in the halls of political discourse. How can this be? We are looking at a situation in which the very determining factors by which citizens choose their identities and their livelihood are rapidly becoming shackles. It's a situation that isn't good for anyone in society. The fact that it has not come to a head yet does not, in my opinion, serve as demonstration of the resilience and optimism of American opportunity. I see it, instead, as a policy of dejection and deference, of cultural hegemony, and of rank misunderstanding.
All this is to say, perhaps rather jumbledly, that we at Harvard, and as liberals in particular, have a responsibility to understand the economic situations of all Americans and to throw our efforts at breaking down classism. I mean this with no bias towards the rich or towards the poor, or to anything at all except a society in which our economic classes are no longer predatory and hostile to each other. We owe our society this not in the form of guilt and obligation—not out of some middle-class white debt that we devolve onto the less-fortunate by way of making ourselves feel better—but by a true understanding of what it life is like in other economic classes. One day of picking up garbage at the Harvard Carnival is, in my view, a more powerful destruction of class barriers than five years writing white-papers for a non-profit. We ought no longer to think it our duty to
help the working class. We ought think it our duty to
be the working class.
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1 That was probably way too grandiloquent of a sentence for someone writing against snooty classism. Whatever.
I agree completely with your
I agree completely with your assertion of our duty to all Americans.
The problem is that Bush and the Republicans have been trying to destroy the middle class of America. They have not only sat aside but actively pursued the growing economic disparity in this nation. The goal of America should be to give every child an equal opportunity to be the President of the United States or any other thing which they strive to be. There should be no lower class, there should be no upper class (there already almost isn't a middle class).
This means ensuring every child has the opportunity to go to college, to grow up healthy, and to have all their rights no matter what their economic background. Once we do that, we will all be of the lower class.