"Classism" is a problem afflicting approximately 5 academics who hustled from the working class to a gig in a pretentious department.
For everyone else, the tyranny of class hierarchy is material deprivation not a matter of manners.

— Aimee Terese (@aimeeterese) November 14, 2019

Fucking nailed it. What academia writes and cares about and what’s happening in the rest of the world are often drastically far apart. Usually is, in fact. Classism means that 99.9% of people never get the opportunities they are capable of to even go into academia to write about how someone looked down on them for not knowing to use the salad fork.

This is the world many progressives wish for us to return to:

In most parts of the United States people were virtually without fresh fruit and green vegetables from late autumn to late spring. During this time they consumed quantities of starches, in the form of pies, doughnuts, potatoes, and hot bread, which few would venture to absorb today. The result was that innumerable Americans were in sluggish health during the months of late winter and early spring, when their diet was short of vitamins.

That’s historian Frederick Lewis Allen from The Big Change: America Transforms Itself, 1900-50. The progressive fantasy of eating local only, regressing technologically into a world that never existed is just that — pure delusion. Most people, even the ones who clamor for that, would not want to live that way. To say that there is much wrong with our current world is true. But no one, other than for performative reasons, really wants to go back to that far worse time, though progressive brain deficiencies might cause it regardless.

What, exactly, is Hillary Clinton doing?

Oh yeah, she’s going to run. The article is wrong. 2020 will be a mess. This time, she won’t be running to win — she’ll be running to make sure Warren and/or Sanders (if they end up on the ticket together) don’t win. (If Biden gets the nom, though, she’ll stay out.)

Harley-Davidson and the culture around the company is weird because it’s the largest cosplay in the world: it’s a bunch of middle-age and elderly men pretending to be rough-and-tumble, devil-may-care bikers.

This is really, really odd when you think about it.