Connie Schultz en Essay: Class Warfare, Codified <p>When I was growing up, I knew a lot of kids whose fathers didn&#39;t earn a living working in the bowels of a factory like my dad.<br /><br />Their dads were businessmen, doctors and bankers, but our families lived blocks away, not suburbs apart. So all of us kids attended the same schools. We cheered together at football games, discoed at the same dances and had the same teacher for algebra. Our parents didn&#39;t mingle much, but most of them voted for school levies and showed up for the junior class plays.<br /><br />This is not to suggest I never felt the sting of inferiority. A working-class kid is always aware of other kids&#39; economic advantages, but most of the time they were irrelevant. We were in the thick of it &mdash; together. Plodding side by side through life at a young age teaches us that people have more in common than they sometimes want to believe. Thu, 17 Nov 2011 19:00:01 +0000 Connie Schultz 5042 at Essay: Class Warfare, Codified