You don’t get any more country born and bred than than me. I milked cows and goats, grew a huge garden and canned what we grew, put up chickens my dad slaughtered, and gathered warm eggs from the henhouse. I love my country heritage.
Still, there’s one country attitude that I just can’t accept, and that’s country snobbery. It’s the notion that country people are inherently better than city people, that city people should be pitied and looked down upon for their ignorance of country customs.
A country boy can survive and city folk can go suck eggs.
It’s the idea that city ways are automatically to be disdained and city people moving to the country should be scorned and possibly even ostracized because their ideas will change the way we do things in the country.
Have you ever heard a country person derisively refer to someone as a “city slicker?” That’s what I’m talking about. Often country snobbery demonstrates contempt for higher education and culture (usually because they claim that the highly educated and cultured are, uh, snobs.)
Here are a few reasons I’m not a country snob.
Cities are full of people.
My life purpose is “Love Jesus, Love People.” There are a lot of people in the country, and a lot more in the city. Cities are overflowing with beautiful, amazing treasures of the human race. It’s where much of the world’s population is concentrated. Cities aren’t just so much concrete and steel and smog, they are centers of humanity made in God’s image.
My kids were raised in cities.
As much as I love the country, life had us in cities and towns for the past 14 years. There’s nothing wrong with that. My kids love the country too, but they are not country kids. It’s not their fault. So when country people demonstrate contempt toward them, call them city slickers, or look down on them for their ignorance of all things country, it just makes me mad. Yes, it’s personal.
Cities are fun.
Where are zoos? Book stores? Parks? Museums? Theaters? Target? Hello! In the city.
Cities rule the world.
For all their contempt of city folk and city ways, country people sure have no problem buying products and enjoying an economy birthed and maintained by city slickers in the city. It takes all kinds, y’all. Without cities and their people, country people would be living in caves. Give credit where credit’s due.
God loves cities.
I grew up around a surprising number of people who would point-blank say, “God hates cities.” Actually God loves cities. The first church (a mega-church I might add) was born in the city. Heaven is called The New Jerusalem, not The New Farm. If God loves cities, that’s good enough for me.
So I don’t care where you hail from. I lived in town for a long time and that’s OK. I’m in the country again, for the time being but maybe not forever. Down with snobbery, no matter where you live!
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