Maybe someone else brought this up, isn’t it a bit pretentious to call something white-bread?
Marc
Hmmm, then again some people think it’s pretentious to sign your post. Who am I to judge?
Maybe someone else brought this up, isn’t it a bit pretentious to call something white-bread?
Marc
Hmmm, then again some people think it’s pretentious to sign your post. Who am I to judge?
Tosser.
You oughta be careful. My doctor told me that diets like this are often associated with hypretension.
Thanks for articulating what I was thinking, dangermom. I was all, hmm, I haven’t even thought about crap like what anybody thought about what I ate or what movies I liked in years… oh yeah, college was a while ago.
Merkwurdigliebe, the phenomenon your’e pitting seems to be reverse snobbery, which is a warped form of American egalitarianism. The regular snobbery you’re also experiencing is as old as humanity, of course.
The people who will denigrate you for your tastes are basically just a bunch of haters. Don’t listen to them. I like what I like, that’s all there is to it. I love shopping at Target, but I still enjoy browsing in little out-of-the-way stores when I get the chance. Similarly, I jump at the chance to try authentic ethnic cuisines, and could tell you the best place to find real Oaxacan food or freshly made soy milk, but I will just as happily devour an In-n-Out burger with grilled onions. I’m not trying to rub my open-mindedness in anyone’s face. I just don’t like being told what to like based solely on my age, ethnicity or socioeconomic status. For the record, I don’t even like Starbucks all that much, unless I can load my coffee down with flavored syrup and cinnamon - I only go there because it’s convenient to my workplace. I do have fun teasing the ladies at my work who practically live at Starbucks.
So do I, but I drank it in Solvang, CA. 
Sad to say, there are a couple of resturants around here that serve a “Philly Cheese Steak” which comes with those toppings. “You don’t want lettuce?!? No mayo?” These queries are voiced in the same kind of amazed bewilderment as if I’d asked for a cheesburger without the meat.
Hrmm. I think part of the problem is our two party system, vs. the Parliament system of much of Europe.
[where the hell is he going with this?]
In the USA, you are either A or B. We don’t have time for in-between. We like our world black and white.
Mayo or Miracle Whip
Democrat or Republican
Starbucks or cutelittlecoffeeshoplikewhatStarbuckswaswhentheyhiredHoward
Hole-in-the-wall Mexican or Taco Bell
For us or against us
I don’t have cable TV. I am not pretentious about this, I just don’t want the temptation in my household. But If we are talking and I say that I don’t get cable, there is this immediate assumption that I am an anti-tv snob. Instead I find myself defending my choice by explaining my lack of willpower!
But If I don’t throw in the caveat, I am painted as “one of those.”
Same with my religion. I am fairly devout. I am also conservative. I am NOT a fundy, however! If you ask me about my religion, I have to give a long answer, less I be characterized as a Bible-thumping maniac.
We want to classify folks fast in the US of A, rather than look a bit deeper.
HOWEVER - we are deeper than that. We do like microbrews, megabrews, single malt scotch AND shots of Jack Daniels. I love a handmade burger from off of the coals AND I will eat at McDonalds AND I grab In-N-Out when I can.
I will also say that the Euros ARE JUST as bad as we are, in my experience. Their dividing lines have simply been around for so long that they don’t make a big deal out of them. I remember sitting in an English shop and listening to a high-bred Lady order her morning meal:
“I would like a scone” (hard O)
“Yes mum, one skuhn” (soft u)
“A scone”
“Yes, what type of skuhn?”
They were having their own little class war over pronunciation.
That reminds me of one of the creepy things I learned about England – that people really are judged on their accents to the point that they might be refused promotion.
I admit that reverse snobbery is kind of weird if entertaining, while I tend to find the regular sort just rather tiresome. People will be snobs about anything, whether it’s movies or food or intelligence or whatever else is important to them. I’m willing to gamble that we’re all snobs about something, even if it’s hearing other people’s snobby opinions. 
It’s not necessarily a BAD thing, assuming you don’t shove it in people’s faces or treat them differently because they like/don’t like NASCAR, wrestling, champagne grapes, or goat cheese. Believe it or not, some people are passionate about it.
I guess I just don’t see the problem, or rather it doesn’t affect me. Cool people are not cool because they like The Decembrists. Cool people are people who like what they like and don’t let their taste be arbited by anyone else.
That’s true wherever you go.
The Monks of Cool, whose tiny and exclusive monastery is hidden in a really cool and laid-back valley in the lower Ramtops, have a passing-out test for a novice. He is taken into a room full of all types of clothing and asked: Yo[sup]1[/sup], my son, which of these is the most stylish thing to wear? And the correct answer is: Hey, whatever I select.
– Terry Pratchett, Lords and Ladies
I find more and more often that situations on the SDMB can be well-commented-upon or even answered by a Discworld quote. I’ve had days where I wanted to respond in nothing else.
Oh, and that quote should naturally be followed with 
But of course!
No, you can’t. We can, because we’re cool. But you can’t.
It’s just how we roll down here, yo.
There’s money to be made selling shoddy crap to the undiscerning masses.
There’s money to be made selling overpriced crap to pretentious snobs.
There’s no money to be made selling high quality, good value products to people of good taste.