Nickel and Dimed

So I finally read Nickel and Dimed by Barbara Ehrenreich, and my opinion is actually lower than it was before. Wow.

I will have more to say about it later, but this paragraph should suffice for now. It's during the period Barbara worked for a cleaning service. She's brought down low, low, low by a dreadful encounter in one of the houses she cleans. The encounter is, oh, the shock and horror of it all, with a shelf of books with ideas with which she disagrees. Ideas! Oh, the pain.

"I encounter a shelf full of arrogant, and, under the circumstances, personally insulting neoconservative encomiums to the status quo and consider using germ warfare against the owners, the weapons for which are within my apron pockets. l All I would have to do is take one of the E. Coli- rich rags that's been used on the toilets and use it to "Clean" the kitchen counters- a plan that entertains me for an hour or more."

Why it's 'personally insulting' that these people own books with a point of view she disdains is for the reader to figure out.