In Which Commenters Equate My Social Network To The Power Elite
“When I said what I wanted - I was told to shut the fuck up, follow suit. This bitch hangs out with the same fuckers that beat me up, told me to act a certain way, do certain things, follow a certain code of conduct when this is not what I wanted. So why do I read? - because you are exactly allowed to be YOU. YOUR FUCKING DAMN WEIRDNESS IS IVY FUCKING LEAGUE STATUS.” (link to full comment)
Okay, guys, it’s close reading time, since my understanding of the above tirade is losing grip by the second. I know it’s commonly said that the products of Ivy League education are spoiled, entitled minions of The Establishment. And by “commonly said”, I mean that I’ve previously said Harvard kids display “unquestioning adherence to the reigning religion of their peers: capitalism”. So just to get things straight — no one’s in denial here about the nastier side of privilege.
However, though I have witnessed an appalling lack of self-awareness among Ivy Leaguers, I also haven’t witnessed a 1984-esque expectation for conformity at the threat of violence. Let’s get real here: Harvard kids can barely win thumb wars, so I am certainly not “hang[ing] out with the same fuckers who beat [you] up”, because I’m fairly sure the graduates of my school don’t get their own hands dirty when they want to win a fight. They play with taxpayer-funded missles instead!
No, but really, seeing as how I really doubt that I’m personally acquainted with anyone who has wronged you, please take your grievances elsewhere lest you seriously misdirect your rage against the machine.


