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No one is hating intellectual elites here. You are not an intellectual elite by virtue of being a computer programmer.
There’s a sharp divide between “computer socialists” and “blue collar socialists” in my opinion. You are the former, I am the latter. I understand that the person managing the laborers and the laborers themselves are probably entitled to roughly the same pay - as laboring fucking blows. You believe that the “managerial” class should always make more and more money.
Compared to a factory worker, of course a well paid developer is an elite.
The divide you're trying to create here is bullshit. Mostly because we're not talking about any form of socialism, but about the real world of capitalism we're both living in.
And a foreman is no "managerial" class. Just a better qualified worker. Nothing more.
You glorify physical labor for no reason.
No one but you considers developers “elites” lmfao. Most laughable programmer
That's why there's a qualifying context in my statement.
But apparently, context isn't your strong suit.
I don’t think anyone in the world would consider you an intellectual
I don't think that's on you to decide.
Intellectual does not mean "having a PhD in sociology and literature", it means "working with your mind". That's why there's a suspiciously close relation with the word "intelligence".
Yes, you are not an intellectual or intelligent.
Well, personal insults won't bring you far.
Interesting, you had no problem insulting entire demographics of people, implying that entire classes by definition aren’t “intellectuals” despite the vast amount of knowledge contained in the working class. Why does it offend you to know that you aren’t particularly intelligent - below average, even?
Think of it this way. I am one of the “grunts” that you detest so much, who you think should always be beneath the managerial class. I have paid off my house at 30, I have a beautiful partner who I love. I advocate for the working class in my personal life. In my spare time I read a lot, largely in my (quaint, but very much still there) home library. I really do like my job, and I feel like I’m compensated fairly.
You are a guy who sits on the computer, performing jobs for clients you hate, who you can never relate to. In your spare time you advocate that the managerial / technocrat class should always be above and superior to manual laborers (“grunts”) who provide you your livlihood, always making more money. You are probably single.
Who is the intellectual in this case? Who is the sucker?
You have no idea who I am. You know nothing about me.
And that you are a grunt was very obvious from the start. I just chose not to accuse you of that, because it's beside the point.
Whether or not you paid off your house is also completely irrelevant and having a partner does not make you more right.
I don't advocate for anyone. I just try to explain to you, that having responsibilities should pay more. That's a very simple truth. That you're trying to divide the working class purely for your own gain, just so that you are part of the true Scotsman of the workers, is a very clear sign that you don't understand what you're talking about.
We are all hookers, but you think that being the street hooker makes you better than the fancy brothel hookers in their offices. And that's frankly pretty pathetic.
I feel bad for you. Trapped in a kind of Jekyll and Hyde relationship with yourself in which half of you wants to vaguely advocate for progressive ideals, but he can never know peace because the other half of you can simply never stop being a sneering, self-entitled aristocrat whose satisfaction comes from looking down his nose at people