I don’t mean to toot my own horn, follow me here a little.
I am an unrepentant elitist. “Elitism” can mean many things; for me, it is very general: I believe that I am better than most people, though not by nature. I see myself as better for many reasons, which I can boil down do the general fact that I “examine” my life and ask the philosophical questions, and perhaps more importantly, attempt to improve myself from examination’s insights; my superior intelligence, that is, my superior memory and ability to make connections between its contents, is peripheral.
Those I consider to accompany me in the “elite” is flexible: I am open to the possibility that men can begin to ask the important questions, however much they may have failed to do so in the past. If free will is indeed reality, this is hopeful.
My foundations for this thinking are very shaky, however, and it is a mostly negative case to be made. In my almost 20 years of life, I have found that most people I come in contact with are completely unreflective as I fancy myself to be. I see evidence of this in my society’s complete materialistic (in a less philosophical sense of the word) excess, in it’s turning away from the study of mythology, religion, philosophy, and, fuck, even mathematics and science.
Anyway, I shouldn’t let this get too long (I’ve deleted a stray paragraph and a half). I wonder though, are any of you elitists? If so, what role should the non-elite have? Do any of you have good reasons not to be? Do those of you who aren’t look down on the elitists, as I think you must?