Brenda Archer
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Thank you, I see. I can see this would be really difficult.Ah, got it. Yeah, I think I shy away from acknowledging that segment out of a misplaced sense of tact. It's not considered seemly to view oneself as smarter than other people, so I work hard to avoid that perspective. All the more so because I've been called out for using "big words" all my life, since I was literally a child, and it's made me self-conscious about being a literate person.
I'm related to people who fit that "semi-literate" group, and our disparities in education/intellect are partly responsible for our estrangement. I'm aghast at their prosperity gospel evangelicalism and Trumper sensibilities (I don't know for sure that they are MAGATs, because I haven't spoken to them in years, but I'm certain their Obama-is-a-Muslim views were a gateway drug to Trump). And you're right, they would be incapable of an informed debate. It's more than not having the facts, they also lack a basic comprehension of just about everything that provides a context around facts. I don't know if they're stupid, but they are incurious about anything beyond their small town.
Here in my poor West Virginia neighborhood, I'm surrounded with people of limited abilities: poor nutrition, lack of education, surplus of alcohol and drugs, scrabbling to make rent; I can't see them grasping the nuances of politics, even if they cared. On the other hand, few of these people vote, so I'm not sure they have any bearing on what is happening.
I’m in a certain tension with working class folks. I was raised by my mother and her parents for most of my childhood. My grandparents were working class, but they were also readers and their house was full of books. My grandfather never got past the eighth grade during the Depression, but he was invited into the Connecticut Genealogical Society on the basis of his work. He was also an LDS bishop in Vermont during his retirement, not usually a position working class people get into.
So I was raised by a Gradall operator who had also been a farmer, surrounded by people who had no difficulty with education. Northern New England itself has been a place where most people value literacy and the fundies can’t get much of a foothold. Both my mother and her brother got a bachelor’s degree, all the time still mostly thinking of themselves as working class rather than upper middle class. It’s a value system.
I washed out of college with health troubles (that in hindsight were more of the venous thromboembolism that has been a problem for me) and I think I’ve been dealing with undiagnosed autism spectrum, and so I’ve been struggling all along and often living among the poor, but never belonging. Getting pushed out of the family because of abuse and religious homophobia made it worse. I don’t think my grandfather would have allowed the family to exile me if he was still alive, he was my biggest supporter.
So I’ve always felt “allowed” to be a critic of willful ignorance. I’m sure I’ve rubbed some people the wrong way. It’s been a case of, “we can do it, why don’t you?” and then gradually coming to see that some people can’t.




















