truth be told, i think i hate and stereotype those flirting with the poverty line more than any other demographic
'Course. The rich are the real ones to hate, but they have the time and money to make themselves appear agreeable-ish, or keep out of the spotlight when they aren't. You probably can't hate the really deprived, because you'd feel bad about yourself, and the urban poor in a first-world country are likely the most threatening human figures you'll meet. It makes a nasty kind of sense. I mean, you could hate the middle or more solvent working class, but from your comment you're probablyone of them. And they have spent a great deal of... I guess cultural(?) energy making themselves seem not-terrible. We don't have a great deal of vocabulary for hating the middle classes, except in terms of wealth, aesthetics and hypocrisy.
Re: The Barbie thing: yeah, that does seem really weird. More noticeable when a woman with, say, a wide pelvic bone and a healthy layer of fat gives their child a barbie. It's interesting how popular culture in America often suggests that for the most part, people in general are white. James Baldwin said that he grew up identifying with the cowboys in Westerns, then at one point realised he was one of the Indians, for example. So it would be very interesting how/if the child's parents thought about the barbie, I'd agree with you.
Well, while I can see the education behind your suppositions, I cant help but detect a small amount of disdain and even a few stereotypes of your own. You, imagining me to be a fairly well-to-do white male in society, have a tidy scenario whipped up.
The truth is I have no car, I make most of my money under the rug, and find the lower middle class most hatable because they lack the scope to see and utilize potential for growth that exists.
The really poor are individually disgusting in their own ways, but that is superficial and many have more to interest me than the working poor. These 'dregs' as they can be called have lived lives that many would not be able to imagine themselves doing, and they make hard choices that have to ultimately be respected. They can live with an austerity I can respect, and some manage to find pride or even dignity in their existence.
No, I dont find the extremely poor or third-world individuals detestable as the man and woman who have opportunity they ignore, to settle into their life of hard work and drudgery while complaining of this very drudgery, to live in a world of adverts, to escape their woes with toxins and and what-ifs. To want more but lack the ambition to look for it. To not know how to look but lack the scope to even begin to look for the tools to look.
And, as hard-edged as the words sound, I find these people wasting their lives abhorrent. I find them being willing to watch athletes and sports and then buy domino pizza and drink sugar water because an athlete drinks one bottle on tv the product of the culture. the culture of the working class.
Those on the rung above, which I have traditionally belonged to, have at least some awareness of this world around them.
Why I dont hate the super-rich? I suppose you are right; how many people can even name their local millionaire, let alone finger him in a crowd? they exist in a world that is socially separate from the rest of us, and continually shares less with us. Its hard to hate who you dont know; but to stew next to your neighbor and its easy to find that familiarity breeds contempt. Its the old story of the catholics and the protestants beating the crap out of each other, as it were. We can hate what we know.