Yuppies, Fuck Off
Like
any neologism that enters our popular consciousness, the meaning
of the word ‘yuppie’
has been much misconstrued. Many people think of the term as being
synonymous with ‘baby boomer’, which refers to a particular generation
most of whom were already too old to fit the ‘young upwardly mobile
professional’ demographic for which the y-word was coined a couple
decades back. Others think of the concept as being a relic of the
80s, with no relevance to today's society.
These misconceptions both stem from a failure to realize that for
every professional that grows into settled middle age, there is
a brand new graduate waiting to take his/her place as a conspicuous
consumer. With the emergence of the ‘internet economy’, the world
- or at least the West Coast of North America - seems to be infested
with the buggers.
I flinch from attacking this class of people too much, mainly because
of the analysis of anti-yuppie rhetoric offered in Whit Stillman's
movie The Last Days of Disco. Also, I fear that a few of
my friends may be borderline cases. But then I think back to an
incident I witnessed in a store recently and my inhibitions just
fall away.
The incident in question involved a well-dressed young woman who
made a phone call whilst buying a CD. Let's get this straight, she
didn't take a call or continue a call, she made the call - from
dialing to hang-up, the whole nine yards, baby. The fact that this
woman thought her call was more important than showing some common
courtesy to a lowly service industry worker is both a perfect illustration
and a damning indictment of the yuppie attitude to life.
This poisonous attitude flows from a lethal cocktail of arrogance
and ignorance. What is most disturbing about it is that in an allegedly
meritocratic society, it is the arrogant and ignorant who are cutting
the deals, winning the game. Capitalism claims to reward the best
or, at least, the strongest but really the bulk of those who reap
its rewards are malicious idiots. They may be mere pawns of The
Man but their smug complicity in an evil and outdated socioeconomic
system is enough to deserve the admonishment: Yuppies! Fuck off!.
-- Sam
Are
You a Yuppie? Don’t hang your head in shame yet, it’s
time to find out if you really qualify. Read through the checklist
below and put a tick next to any statement which applies to you.
I have bought the following albums this year:
Moby Play
Thievery Corporation The Mirror Conspiracy
St Germain Tourist
Dido Dido
I drive the following vehicles:
SUV
My SUV has a ‘Look out hippie’ bumper sticker.
I make at least two calls a day on my mobile phone.
I have been to Whistler more than once in the past year.
I buy Starbucks coffee at least four times a week.
My partner and I own matching leather jackets.
I own/lease/am interested in ‘loft apartments’ on Hastings Street
(or insert applicable newly gentrified area in your city here).
I tell others that if I’d sold my stocks before the dot com bust I’d
be a millionaire.
I have purified water delivered to my door.
If you have ticked more than six boxes then brace yourself for the
bad news. You are a despicable yuppie. If you have ticked less than
six boxes then breathe a sigh of relief. You’re safe for now.
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