Sentence examples for clash of classes from inspiring English sources
Today, the very language — cockie leekie or grilled mutton (not lamb) chops — evokes the twilight of the Edwardian era, before the eruption of World War I and the Bolshevik Revolution, and before the clash of classes and ideologies that the various decks on the Titanic contrived to keep at bay.
Investigating the Era: "Today, the very language — cockie leekie or grilled mutton (not lamb) chops — evokes the twilight of the Edwardian era, before the eruption of World War I and the Bolshevik Revolution, and before the clash of classes and ideologies that the various decks on the Titanic contrived to keep at bay.
Perhaps it's best to see this as a clash of classes.
I saw a clash of classes.
Luminita Gheorghiu in a command performance -- a mother's struggle to save her lethargic son exposes the dark side of maternal love along with the clash of classes in a corrupt Romanian society.
Here's the kind of thinking that drives the education standards writers: "The costs of multiculturalism -- in terms of disunity, the clash of classes, and declining trust -- are likely to be huge in the long run.
(How Kit relishes the thought of a clash of class cultures at the wedding!) We know quite a bit about Kit — that her Daddy was in insurance, and that they made enough money to live in the suburbs but not anywhere very grand, and that they've been abroad (which used to have more cachet, especially if you'd been to Paris, the center of the sophisticated world).
(How Kit relishes the thought of a clash of class cultures at the wedding!) We know quite a bit about Kit — that her Daddy was in insurance, and that they made enough money to live in the suburbs but not anywhere very grand, and that they've been abroad (which used to have more cachet_,_ especially if you'd been to Paris, the center of the sophisticated world).
Connolly's Where Engels Fears to Tread, sub-titled "From Oscar to Stalin: A Progress" is a devastating comment on the pretensions of a particular 1920s aesthete who turned left in the following decade ("M is for Marx/and Movement of Masses/And Massing of Arses/and Clashing of Classes"), and also, to some extent, on Connolly himself.
Helen, his social superior, impresses and intimidates him; Ann, his childhood sweetheart become parlour maid is "one of his own kind" (the clash of the classes clumsily reworked).
