The last few days have been rather busy. I ‘hit the ground running’ at work – I was ill the week before half term and so I have been attempting to catch up on a monumental amount of individual tasks that need completing by the end of the week.
I’ve also tried to read through all the comments I have received on my blog recently. I normally do my best to reply to every single one, but the sheer volume of them has made it virtually impossible.
It has proven to be an interesting read. Some have agreed, others haven’t. One was so furious that he decided to write his own post in response, which I actually enjoyed and gave me an opportunity to discuss the topic with him in a more detailed manner. In general, most of the feedback that I gained has been useful, respectful and I have appreciated the points that everyone had to offer.
There was one, however, that immediately irritated me. Instead of offering her opinion about the subject, which she is perfectly entitled to do, she began her comment by saying:
‘Being a wee bit snobbish, are we?‘
There are several meanings of the term ‘snob.’
1: A person who imitates, cultivates or slavishly admires social superiors and is condescending or overbearing to others.
2: A person who believes himself or herself an expert in a given field and is condescending toward or disdainful of those who hold other opinions or have different tastes regarding this field: a musical snob.
However, where I come from, this means that one person looks down on another, for any number of reasons. I sat back and thought it over. The commentator clearly hadn’t read my post properly, as there was no point where I had proclaimed that one profession was more worthy than another, or indeed that I thought myself better than anyone else. It reminded me of the wonderful sketch featuring Bristish comedy legends John Cleese, Ronnie Corbett and the late Ronnie Barker.
I’ve never been referred to as being ‘snobbish’ before. I come from an ordinary background in the north of England, and as an adult I live within my means. I rent a terraced house with my partner because we can’t afford the deposit for a mortgage. I buy my food from an ordinary supermarket and my clothes from high street stores and charity shops. I have no interest in designer labels or expensive items. I have friends from lots of different races, religions and professions and these friendships are based solely on the fact that they are fantastic people.
I don’t look down on anyone unless they give me reason to – usually behaving like an arsehole is a brilliant way to accomplish this. It reminds me of an incident that happened a few months ago – a man walked onto the bus that I was travelling on, looked at a man who was accidentally blocking the entrance to the steps leading upstairs and yelled (completely unprovoked) “Get out of my f**king way you c**t.” I looked down on that man. I look down on people who are deliberately rude, cruel and selfish and those that will manipulate, lie, cheat and steal from those around them. I look down on members of society who go out of their way to put others down and those that will use another to gain something from them. If that makes me a snob, then… good!
However, instead of allowing myself to be irritated further, I started to think about the different types of snobbery that exists in modern society – the Food Snob, the Intellectual Snob, the Fashion Snob, the Musical Snob, the Technology Snob, the Class Snob, the Nationality Snob, the Movie Snob, the Travel Snob – I could go on for hours. I wanted to put this question to you:
Are you a snob about certain things? Is there anything that you look down on in life?
I’d love to hear your thoughts and opinions on the matter!!