About a year ago I constructed a financial instrument that prevents me from having access to my money for several years. I’m now working to live and without a safety net for the first time in my life. And, despite all of this, I still wouldn’t call myself “working class” because I’ve a gigantic advantage in past educational opportunities.

Even my current effort is just a big learning opportunity that the vast majority of people could not choose. I’m not even worried about catastrophic failure because mommy and daddy wouldn’t ask, instead plop six digits in my account to tide me over until I’ve access to my own resources. No matter how hard I try I will never really understand what it means to be “working class”.

I’ll leave it to you to decide what Taylor is.