Bobo never left. Under the guise of the return of bohemia, property and suvs are bought, new districts are “developed”, the young generation attends colorful, woke, expensive private schools.
We like being intellectual, we make time for the finer things in life – good food, the delicate nature on the outskirts of the city, reading circles, self-knitted sweaters. Humankind is beautiful and that’s how it presents itself on social media.
Meanwhile, the wheels of exploitation continue to turn relentlessly. Marginalized groups are pushed out of their neighborhoods. Their conquerors work sixty-hour-weeks voluntarily and with passion, all while sitting in sweet co-working spaces. You don’t like it? That’s on you. After all, depression and burnout are personal problems, signs of individual weakness. Never symptoms of a diseased system.
What’s hiding beneath the friendly smile? Surely there’s no flash of condescending cynicism?