What does the middle class have in common with cruel Sir Kato (from Astrid Lindgren’s Mio, My Son), apart from the task of embodying evil in the world? Self-loathing. No one despises the middle class as diligently as the middle class itself. Is there any contemporary novel where a reasonably typical middle-class existence is presented as harmonious and desirable?

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Are there any novels, plays, films, TV series or newspaper articles where the values and customs of the middle class are highlighted as an obstacle to a happy and authentic life? 

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