Rest assured, I too find myself tedious when it comes to class... But hereâs the thing: when youâre working classâespecially in the creative industriesâyouâre faced with the performance of inclusion every single day. And it constantly challenges your ability to remain calm as you watch yet another forever-play of a middle-class person feigning understanding.
Case in point: when a company tries to âlevel the playing fieldâ by offering opportunities to working-class peopleâbut fails to grasp that travel costs money. Most working-class creatives donât live in London. Most couldnât afford to. And even if they could, these organisations rarely understand that most people in the UK donât have savings.
More than one in four adults have less than ÂŁ100 in savings, and the number of people living paycheck to paycheck is rising. But sureâIâll just pull hundreds of quid out of my arse to access an âopportunityâ designed for working-class people... What?!
They assume thereâs a financial cushionâthat people can just absorb the extra costsâbecause middle-class access to opportunity isnât shaped by whether or not they can spare a train fare.
One unplanned emergencyâyour car breaking down, a wisdom tooth flaring up, your dog eating a goddamn snailâcan derail your life for months. You push back bills. Rack up late fees. If youâre really on the edge, itâs the payday loan or nothing.
Meanwhile, society tells you itâs your faultâthat you just arenât trying hard enoughâwhile the government upholds policies that literally manufacture poverty. And in a country that dismisses every study on how traumatising poverty is, youâre left feeling like youâre screaming into a void while social mobility collapses around you.
So when companies feign an understanding of class disadvantageâand then fail to grasp how fragile working-class life actually isâall theyâre doing is cosplaying a morality theyâve never truly had to live with.
















