Snobbery: The American Version

I am in the same Comp Lit class as Monkeyface, (it's actually called Multicultural American Literature), although I think Monkeyface is in the afternoon class and I am in the morning class. Monkeyface is basically parroting the rest of the class's opinion on this book, one that I disagree with. I will admit that I was in the minority in class, because it was popular to hate it, but I can tell you why. Monkeyface and the rest of the nay-sayers basically just did not get the book at all. For instance, ther is one passage where Mr Epstein describes his having just bought a new Jaguar (a snob vehicle, you might say). Well, in a hilarious tongue in cheek sort of way he says "I tell myself that I bought it for its intrinsic value" or something like that. Now, if you understand the humor behind the phrase "I tell myself" then you know that he is poking fun at his own snobbish car purchase in a tongue in cheek manner, using the phrase "I tell myself" as a clear indicator of this. In fact, I e-mailed him regarding this passage, and mine is the correct interpretation. Well, the class displayed mass stupidity and literally said "look at how naive he is. He actually thinks he bought the Jag for its intrinsic value" How asinine. Then it basically just became popular to condemn the book, and everyone got on the bandwagon. Well, almost everyone. Although I should not be so surprised, since this was the same class that came up with such gems as "all masters raped their slaves" (oh please) and "Bill Gates is middle class" (I kid you not). So I tell you what. If you think you are intelligent & have a witty, finely honed sene of humor, go ahead & give this book a try. Heck, give it a try if you understand the concept of tongue in cheeck. Then if you don't like it, at least you genuinely understood it so it had a fighting chance. If not, please go back to watching TV and leave books like this for those who can appreciate it.

Joseph Epstein seems to have had a lot of fun writing Snobbery: The American Version. Whether you will have fun reading it may depend on your tolerance for random foreign phrases. (Some of them sent me to the dictionary, such as "epater le bourgeois.") He's also not afraid of unpleasant self-examination ("Sometimes all it takes for me to drop an enthusiasm is the knowledge that someone I think commonplace has picked it up." p. 11). The mostly suppressed snob in me also couldn't resist chuckling at this:Donald Trump... his confident vulgarity... if he were to be certified as upper class, many others put into that category would doubtless do what they could to find another social class to fit into. (p. 68)(Whew! I'm in no danger there!)Epstein's thesis is that few people in the U.S. are comfortable with themselves, what they have, and who they know. Snobbery lets us feel valued and gives order to our worlds. (He posits that, before the nineteenth century, snobbery did not exist because people were socially locked in place, unable to move up the social ladder.) He agrees with most people that snobbery is a shortcoming. ("[T]he snob... cannot seem to understand that only natural distinction and genuine good-heartedness are what truly matter." p. 247) But he also admits that he is unable to rid himself of it. ("If I didn't make these little judgments... I'd feel almost as if I didn't exist." p. 249) While he states that snobbery is foolish, he is also realist enough to know that it sometimes makes sense to take the snobbish path so that one doesn't later feel that one has missed out. He told his son to go to a "snob college" so that he wouldn't have to wonder for the rest of his life whether his life would have been better if he had. Epstein's son went to Stanford and agreed with his father - it wasn't such a superior academic experience, but was worth having been in on.The daughter of Jewish intellectuals, I found most useful his analysis of why Jews and homosexuals have become the "tastemakers" of our society through couture clothing, literary essays, and theater. He notes that, in the historically tenuous place of being Jewish or gay, one can't help but notice the subtle gradations of social class. Although he derides a culture of victimization (people claiming moral superiority due to the suffering of their ancestors), as many conservative writers do, Epstein's not immune to it. He says he prefers being a Jew in the US to being a Jew in Israel: "Being part of a small though active minority, I felt that I had an interesting angle..." (p. 167)This is a survey course in snobbery. The literary snobbery section alone could have easily become a book. The chapter on the modern anti-snobs could also have. The result of this broad-brush approach, though, is that you are bound to see the snobbery in some aspect of yourself. You will close this book wondering why you think what you think and why you criticize what you criticize. Part of

Epstein gets extra points for being an equal-opportunity skewerer of snobs. Whereas the traditional view of Snobbery was that it was an upper-class WASP phenomenon, Epstein rightly points out the endemic snobbery among left-leaning intellectuals and the various self-appointed groups of Victims as well as the country-club set. This raises an interesting dilemna for Professor Epstein. The very people who purchase and read books about ideas are the ones most guilty of intellectual snobbery. Is it wise (or, in the long run, economically viable) to point out (at times in a not very complimentary fashion) the foibles of one's target audience?Epstein writes with humor, analytic clarity, and efficient prose. Buy this book...but first consider if you want your own snobbery exposed to such a sharp-tongued writer.

Northwestern University professor and writer Joseph Epstein's latest book, "Snobbery" is a highly entertaining and well-considered look into the world of the snob: the upward-looking, the downward-looking, the 'virtuous,' and the reverse types (to name but a few). His coverage is by no means comprehensive, for snobbery is truly a broad topic, but Epstein touches well on those aspects of "the grave but localized disease" that are frequently encountered, and that he is most familiar with. The book is divided into two parts. The first part (chapters one through ten) seeks (and finds) a fair definition of what snobbery is, explains how it works, and traces the history of snobbery in America from its revolutionary origins, to its classist WASP height, and finally to its omnipresent state in our current "egalitarian" times. Epstein makes especially good use of his popular self-deprecating humor in the first chapter, "It Takes One to Know One." The second part (chapters eleven through twenty-three) describes several prominent varieties of modern snobbery, such as college snobbery ("Jimmy goes to Rice, Jane goes to Vanderbilt"), club snobbery, intellectual snobbery, political snobbery, name-dropping, sexual and religious prejudice, celebrity hobnobbing, food and wine snobbery, and trend-following. The book is closed with a final chapter, the "Coda," where Epstein explains why he believes that snobbery, though it is a deplorable social practice, is here to stay. The mock reviews printed on the jacket's back cover (from Henry James, Oscar Wilde, Marcel Proust, and Noel Coward) provide some good laughs for the familiar reader. I know that I gave a rather critical review of Epstein's earlier book, "Ambition" (c. 1980), but this new volume (though it addresses a related topic) is quite different. Epstein's writing here is very much of the current times, and his narrative never loses the reader's attention. Quotations are always brief and used to explain a point, not invoked merely for pedantic decoration. Rather than spending time on describing famous historical snobs (as was done in previous "snobographies" by Thackeray and the Duke of Bedford), Epstein concentrates more on exposing the practice of snobbery as it is seen in everyday life today, among his colleagues and acquaintances, in contemporary magazines, and (most insightfully) within his own thoughts. As he rightfully suspects, his detailed look at major types of snobbery lets very few people off the hook, and there is scarcely a reader out there who won't find his or her own pet version(s) of snobbery described within the book's pages. I have seen Epstein field questions from audience members during a book talk featured on C-SPAN2's "Book TV," and the identification of secret snobs through the Q & A session was remarkable. It truly "takes one to know one." For the reader who is observant and curious of snobbery today, and who is not ashamed to admit that s/he too may be a snob of sorts, this book is

An extremely delightful read on a subject not easily or delicately discussed in American society. (Hell, just try reading a book on snobbery in an openly public space--mine was a NYC subway car--and notice the types of curious looks you'll receive from suspecting snobs and egalitarians alike.) Where a pedantic sociologist would've come across as a parody of his own research material, Epstein writes in disarming prose that--for purposes of sheer delight, anyway--suggests the kind of scholar you'd most want to sit next to at a dinner party. A long established personal essayist, Epstein has returned to the first person narrative, which suits him well for this book, even more so than it did for his explicitly self-reflective collection of essays, "Narcissus Leaves The Pool." After all, anyone peddling themselves as an expert on snobbery had better come clean to his own lapses into the social disgrace and Epstein frequently does so with characteristic humor and self-deprecation. And regarding the reviews that say there's *too* much entertainment here and not enough enlightenment, I'd argue that even in dealing with all the cliche notions we have about what constitutes snobbery (not to mention all the synchedotal cliches we use in place of the word itself), Epstein still manages to chart the phenomenon's peculiar and seemingly paradoxical evolution in such a sustained democratic culture as ours. More than peripherally Epstein is updating Tocqueville's insights into the social hierarchies America has developed in lieu of an official aristocratic class, where individual merit and accomplishment have usurped birthright, leaving the resultant pecking order to place valued emphasis on professional and financial success and levels of higher education--most identifiable by academic degrees and, more importantly, where one attained them. Sure, the visibility of social snobbery and the attention paid to it depends on where you live and with whom you associate; but it hardly takes a subscription to the New York Review of Books to see what good status-makers jobs, bank accounts and diplomas are in today's world.For Epstein, snobbery took on a new life following the death of the "Waspocracy" (and the attendant capital-s Society) in the late sixties, which, in conjunction with the postwar G.I. Bill and Open Enrollment, saw the increase in college attendance rates across socioeconomic lines. Suddenly the exclusivity of higher education, one of the chief barriers to universal upward mobility, went under, allowing virtually anyone from any background to suddenly better himself in ways his parents never were able. Perhaps more tellingly, it also gave the local "boy who done good" the unprecedented chance to look down his nose at his own humble origins--an aftereffect of the Waspocracy's decline that Epstein also deals with. As a recent college graduate (from a school that I don't whether or not I'm sorry to say appears in this book), I especially enjoyed Epstein's scre