Sunday, July 31, 2011

back to drawls, accents, the likes

 My kitchen master is not Irish nor Scottish. He doesn't have the RP drawl of Hugh Grant nor Hugh Laurie. Well he's not middle class. The last time I checked cockney is still English. He's not Cockney but still English. I wouldn't have to emphasise this bit if respected colleagues would only expand their horizon; mingle, observe, ditch the community for a mere moment, learn the various accents of the land. Not everybody speaks like Daniel Radcliffe or those guys who row and play rugby. Sometimes an English person sounds like Alan Sugar. Cheryl Cole has a distinct Geordie twang, so do Ant and Dec. It's not how the person speaks but whether or not he has something interesting to say. We can all speak posh. We can all twist our tongues.

But snobbery is inherent in every culture. A certain superiority complex is instinctive even to the well-intentioned individual. That's the cliched roll of the dice.

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