Quotes About Social dynamics

Everyone you know is a character in the movie of your life. You just have to decide who are the STARS and who are the EXTRAS!

Life isn't weird: it's just the people in it.

The things people joke about most are usually those which irritate them, but which they do not want to seem to be irritated by; there is perhaps, too, an unspoken hope of further advantage: that the person we are speaking to, hearing us admit something jokingly, will believe that it is not true.

What? What's your issue now?' I asked, annoyed. 'Jus' wonderin' what's it like for Droopy. This place is intense and he's jus' a lil' guy, you know?' Of all the bangers in the world, I had to get Mr. Sensitive. Droopy, I assumed, was Hector Amaya's gang moniker. I wondered why they were always so unflattering. Me, I would've at least picked something like Foxy or Jet. Which, I supposed, explained in part why I wasn't gang material.

Hell is other people at breakfast.

The people in the popular group say there is no peer pressure because they are at the top of the food chain. Really what they are doing is just eating away at everybody else.

The laws of democracy remain a dead letter, its freedom is anarchy, its equality the equality of unequals

He has no enemies, but he is intensely disliked by his friends.

Human nature is so well disposed towards those who are in interesting situations, that a young person, who either marries or dies, is sure of being kindly spoken of.

Sometimes I've been to a party where no one spoke to me for a whole evening. The men, frightened by their wives or sweeties, would give me a wide berth. And the ladies would gang up in a corner to discuss my dangerous character.

There's three things men always talk about - women, sports, and cars.

Thank God I never got in a fight. All of the jock dudes hated me, but all of their girlfriends thought I was nice so they wouldn't touch me. It was infuriating to them.

An economic order rooted in a system of production that tolerates and depends upon hierarches of class and race will have to devise systems of control and punishment to deal with social dynamite. This need to control yields the kind of policing, imprisoning, and executing we see today in the political theatrics of state terror, both to move aside those seen as "social junk," and to remove and "neutralize" those seen as "social dynamite.

In these ways, the racial distribution of groups in the prison population becomes a dramatic stage on which the rest of society works out, in various modes, its calculus of white supremacy. The racism within the prisons provides a platform by which the larger society continually sharpens up its racial calculus.

In modern states, the citizen is politically impotent. A citizen, it is true, may complain, make suggestions, or cause disruptions, but in the ancient world these were privileges that belonged to any slave.

Money couldn't buy you friends, but you get a better class of enemy.

In every circle of friends there's always that one person everyone secretly hates. Don't have one? Then it's probably you.

Most women have all other women as adversaries; most men have all other men as their allies.

She should go back to her family in her quarters soon. But it's easier here, where everyone knows what happened and no one feels the need to ask questions or is trying to get her to tell them everything is fine and she is exactly the same as she was the day she left. Work is a good excuse.

I have always laid it down as a maxim --and found it justified by experience --that a man and a woman make far better friendships than can exist between two of the same sex --but then with the condition that they never have made or are to make love to each other.

Extroverts need to know that sitting too close, standing too near, touching when touch is unwanted, or walking into a private room unannounced will drive introverts nuts and drain their energy.

The sterner self of the Populace likes bawling, hustling, and smashing; the lighter self, beer.

Nothing moves an older man more than a confession of inexperience from a younger, particularly if the latter be his social superior.

Power structures were always fairly easy to figure out if you took a moment to observe the people involved.