Exactly!
and as a Frau who was growing up down the road from Jack, and who actually
was deprived of opportunity due to class status and access to capital etc., it just boggles my mind that she is the way she is. Yeah I was jealous of the kids from comfortable families, the girls who got to have ballet and music lessons, of course I was. There were lots of things I couldn’t have, and various reasons for not being able to have them, but the main reason was no money. But I was also aware that plenty of my mates were having a worse time than I was. My parents were together, Dad’s work was low paid but the roof over our head was largely secure; there was some serious illness in our family which was a constant source of stress and misery; and my parents did hit us (they thought it was normal then, they know it’s not now) but they didn’t beat us or abuse us like some of my friends’ parents were doing to them. We always got something for Christmas and birthdays, and that wasn’t true for all my mates. We didn’t have really
nice food (except for when Grandad would come round with his Leigh treats, the cakes and shrimps!) but we always had
some food, even if it was just something Ma had scraped together out of cupboard bits and flour - and there were times we had a couple of my schoolmates round for tea regularly, even though they weren’t actually my school
friends, specifically because Ma knew they weren’t getting fed at home at the time and wanted to make sure they had something. I always had a library card because it was free, so I always had books around. Not everyone had that, and some of my primary schoolmates thought I must be really clever simply because they knew I read books at home, and they didn’t.
So ever since I was in primary school I’ve always known I was lucky, even when I was sewing my own sock holes up (that’s prob a bit four Yorkshireman but it’s true
). I’ve always been grateful to my mum and dad for doing what they could. If they knew more, if they
had more, they would have done more. But, they did what they could; and although I’ll always be a bit sad I didn’t get opportunities when I was younger, and although I’ll always be a tiny bit jealous of the people whose parents were always in a position to support them, I’ll also never forget that I’m actually one of the lucky ones - so I’ll always do stuff to help other people where I can. So I struggle to understand how Jack didn’t recognise her
immense relative privilege and - if she
really wanted to help people - why she didn’t make genuine efforts to capitalise upon it to do the things she
said she wanted to do. I think it comes back to what Frauen have previously noted about her wanting to be famous for anything she could be famous for, and the poverty stuff was the only thing she got any traction with. Just goes to show what a massive great charade it all is.