I’ve seen the idea of “etiquette” confined to fancy clothes, teacups with outstretched pinkies, and stiff backsides.
But contemplating zendos, street gangs, soldiers, hippies…I realized that true etiquette is realizing that every culture has their own communicative style, and that to recognize and accommodate that is piercingly aware, while denying and disdaining it is stubbornly ignorant.
Yes, exactly. And what’s considered good etiquette in one (sub)culture could be horribly rude in another. It takes a lot of hubris to refuse to acknowledge that, as some people do, and insist that their way is the only way.
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