I think so. And there are different kinds of snob -
social, intellectual, religious, racial, inverted...
I am of the æsthetic kind, and, like Oscar Wilde
have been to prison (but only 3 months, and not hard labour).
He was not a snob, however - though he chose
the reprehensible son of a staid
Marquess and not simpler, albeit rougher, trade.
The only art that's 'true' is the art of living -
happiness - contentment not run aground -
which most people seem to have no interest in.
One of its skills is knowing how to separate
the erotic from the æsthetic both ways round,
and not waste your time with the messy, unattractive psyche
of someone merely - and for the moment
or for a few years - sexy.
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