One of the reasons this might seem obvious to some and less so to others is that time is set-up very differently for some white collar workers than others. (Not Cyd here, who makes some good points.)
I am a “boss”, as some describe it. I am a white collar worker. I know wealthy people. But many of them are non-white women. We could not leverage the resources for this if our lives depended on it.
I’m not just interested in the issue of how but how these time differences draw on pre-existing networks. Maybe that’s self-evident to you but if it is then it might say something about who and what you are — and what I am not.
I have so many thoughts about the bad wedding genre. The first thought — which is very unpopular — is that all weddings are bad. Some of that is my personal preference. Some of it is my belief that what we call weddings are pretty bad for what they represent.
Conspicuous consumption. Bourgeois mini statecraft. Compulsive individualization. The good weddings — the fun looking ones on social media — seem to be the ones that have THEE most traditional values. Which mucks up my whole position on weddings. lol
A good west African or south Asian wedding is *mwah*. But they are also less individualistic even if they are way more conspicuous consumption. So I don’t know.
As you might expect, I have already needed out about food intolerances, corporate food production and regional differences. There are a lot of theories, some empirical research, and no grand unifying theory that I’ve found. My lay opinion (meaning do NOT listen to me):
Is a combo of things I’ve read and been told. I know just enough to be dangerous. lol I am basically your yoga teacher.
But I think it’s a combo of not getting enough gut bacteria from mom, type of cows we have here, antibiotics, irradiation, and interactions with other environmental toxins. Tl;dr is they are trying to kill me.
True story. A couple in my hotel courtyard tonight. I’m waiting for my hot date. The woman asks if I’m American. She likes my purse champagne (long story). We discover that they’re from Virginia. Recently or NC. Academics! Small world.
At one point they sort of “atta girl” me for having a job at UNC. “Good for you! You must be food. That’s a good school!” I laugh because sure it’s true enough. Also, this is so unlike real life that it’s all funny. Plus, champagne purse.
Well, my hot date arrives. And the woman’s jaw hits the floor. She literally cannot believe she is talking to Martha Jones. “I mean, you’re Martha Jones!” There’s some stuttering and so forth and so on. I am empathetic. 😂