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Dawn of a New Profession

In one of the news channels recently, a lady was indignantly responding to a question on the Mangalore Pub Attack. Nothing strange about the fact that she was indignant. She was rightful on that. Any sane person would be indignant on those atrocities (let there be a separate post on that)

What caught my attention was the way that lady was introduced.

She was identified as a Socialite from Delhi.

She was a what? Socialite.

I first heard the term three-four years back when the entire Paris Hilton scandal broke out, and made the headlines (where else, in Headlines Today). She was identified as Hotel Heiress and a Socialite.

I knew Red Light, Blue Light, Parasite, but never a Socialite. I have also heard of Socialist, Communist, Chauvinist, Feminist etc., but had never heard of a Socialite. This word was new to me. I never knew that there was a profession called Socialite.

My first guess was that they are social workers / activist, whose latest iteration being termed as Socialite, Like the Medha Patkar and Arundati Roy. But looking at the woman on the TV Screen, she certainly didn't look like any activist or such vocation.

Probably they were respected members of the society. Yes. That was untill I heard people from her ilk calling their peers by names. These goofers cannot be respected members of the society.

Were they Socialists of the new generation? Their avant garde outfits plus medieval styled talks quickly dispensed any such notions. When these did not care for their own ilk, their caring for a common cause was a mirage.

A few days later, once again the television host identified a person as a socialite and a party animal. Party what? I was yet to understand and digest socialite, and now, this new term.

Only later did I realize they are people who socialize. Meet people and interact and discuss from Afghanisthan to America, to while away their time, sorry, spend QUALITY TIME. They are seen at all Fashion Shows and Rave Parties. They go pubbing, are a regular to all high profile functions and meets, are generally well educated, but don't earn a pie, coz their profession does not earn them money, but only makes them spend.

They are what we call in Tamil, "Vetti Officer", "Dhanda Soru", "Ooru Sutthi" or "Oodhari"

Mind you, these animals are professionals at that. What a fantastic vocation! I love them.

Comments

wise donkey said…
well economy needs spenders too:)
but i am suspicious of their just spending status. i think if you are friendly with them, they will drag you into one of the multi level marketing scheme, or some insurance policy etc..

nothing is too good to be true:D
G Saimukundhan said…
Hi

You a victim of this? Though, I have very rarely moved with these professionals, you have made a very valid point. I had one miserable experience of accompanying a friend of mine (a professional socialite) to some "family" function. In the end, it was like a family hell bent on converting people into their religion er hmm multi level marketing. Got pissed off and had run away from that place.

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