The English indulge in arcadian escapism.
The pastoral literary genre is the preferred form.
The aesthetic failure of bourgeois sentimentality.
We’re drilled to be hard-working class members.
The proles rebel by being irresponsible.
Working class bolshie. Can you get away with it?
His so-called radical stance draws attention.
Brought by the bohemian wing of the bourgeoisie.
The dissident artist is readily assimilated. 
Western propaganda machine at full throttle.
Chinese dissident artist given top
billing at premier London art gallery.
What if tables were turned?
I babbled “western dissident artist.”
One result: Pier Paolo Pasolini.
Taken from the babble book depository.
One western dissident artist? It just goes to show.
How could there be dissidence in the west?
We believe in democracy and freedom to shop where we like. 
A sense of the collective was alien to most Americans. Not so surprising. All that shovelling individualism down their throats.
Social class depended on the relationship to the means of production. If you owned the factories and businesses, you were in the capitalist class.
If you were a worker in a factort, you were in the working class. Workers were taught a false consciousness [ideology]. A belief system that justifies inequality.
Workers were persuaded everyone had the same opportunity to succeed. If someone were in poverty, it was his own fault. He was lazy and unmotivated.
Workers exhibited a false consciousness by identifying more with the capitalist class than with members of their own rank.
Workers had to unite and develop a class consciousness. A feeling of unity with one’s class and the belief that inequality was unjust.
Social class was the wallpaper in America’s front rooms. Classism was rarely used to describe class discrimination. Yet the so-called underclass were labeled inferior.
Whiteness was the distinction many clung to when they had nothing else. Yet poor whites always had more in common with poor blacks than with anyone else.
‘White trash’ were the primary targets of the eugenics movement. Sterilization would prevent the cycle of poverty and ignorance.
Hatred of the bourgeoisie is the beginning of wisdom.
The bourgeois is a self-righteous philistine, a dignified vulgarian, a product of triteness and mediocrity.
The intellectual Left serves its purpose as part of the cultural fabric of late capitalism. It satisfies the burgher’s need to believe he isn’t bourgeois.
They may be decent and respectable but lust for profit ensures the proles remain patties of ground meat.
Conservative and materialistic. Preoccupied with respectability and convention. Characteristically mediocre and unimaginative.
The tortoise is shown as a smug burgher with his foot on the hare, too corpulent and conceited to move.
The sun also rises in working-class culture. He patronised primitives.
What if he weren’t recognised? He gets more than most.
It’s the drive. Give us daily discernments. We’re quality folk.
I mean, who the fuck do you really want to reach?
How many admired his perception? Without doubt you don’t.
Can it be used to describe the process of determining god’s desire?