Post-Elitism is a little nickname I gave to that one behavior one adopts after realizing that being without owning is a waste of matter. For an example, if you argue with me that someone who owns a Loro Piana jacket might be rich because of how expensive and scarce the materials and handmade details on the jacket are, I'll first wonder what that person has done in their lifetime that led them to choose a Loro jacket when the market for the same model is way bigger than it currently seems. For someone who chooses Loro instead of Moncler or even Prada nowadays, it makes you wonder if that said person went to a boarding school and learned Loro offers better materials and treatment, or if they're trying to impress people around them. In short, while you're impressed that someone wears a million logos because they're cool, I'm rather focused on how that person's life could possibly impact my human experience. If you lack a positive and well estabilished cultural background, you'll only impress people who cannot translate societal cues, not the opposite. And it shows.
When I first got into elementary school, I was surprised to discover that all the kids around the same age I was didn't yet know how to write their names, or even read basic words. All I could think of was, why are those kids setting me back this much? And the teacher I had at the time seemed to not care about it, but neither did I, to be honest. I mean, if you're in my shoes, you'll not think about how mentally retarded some people can be, but rather like, how you're gonna be able to stand out by just being yourself. Right? No. Wrong. You'll get fucked.
My few first serious issues with school started as soon as my teacher discovered I had a Playstation console and that I played Guitar Hero, Resident Evil Outbreak and many other "anti-social" titles that my father has showed me as a form to keep me entertained. The teachers didn't really like how I managed my own activities and how I played with my toys, they kept calling my parents every week to discuss a "new issue" that I apparently was causing. So as a result, I kept myself so recluded, so quiet and so secretive, that my tourettes started acting up whenever I had too much energy to play, wich, you guessed it. Lead the teachers and supervisors to keep theirselves on my parents's ass for a very long time until they put me in some bullshit spiritual/nu age therapy that didn't do much besides keeping me quiet for like, 30 minutes.
As I grew up and switched schools, things didn't really get better, but I always got the chance to be a different person than expected. Brazillian people are pretty dense and ignorant if you compare them to how north americans or even people in Europe behave regarding culture and politics. For an example, the kids I studied with as a teenager always bullied me for everything you could think of, and the only reason for that kind of agression to start was because they knew I've got enough proof that everything they loved, everything they idolized was fake and that I could destroy it with words. So, for quite a long time, their strategy was to try to dismantle my mental health, morality and steal ideas, narratives, and personal belongings from me, even though they never admited they wanted to take a sip out of the fountain that was keeping me active enough to not be afraid of shit.
I wasn't always a rich person who's had money. My dad owns a company, my mom is known by some rich people in Sao Paulo but I never once thought about taking advantage of the circumstances. Sometimes I believe that these people around me saw my existence as an opportunity to rise, and once I started realizing how my classmates were always at my house, creating fake profiles to cuss me out, copying my concepts after telling me these very same ideologies they were stealing from me were trash, I started to be less and less talkative. I understood that some groups of people shouldn't ever mix, because when it happens, disaster starts to brew. And it doesn't want to see you alive. They want to take your soul if they can.
I mean, nobody hates people who cannot contribute to society and destroy the evil like satan does.