“Where are you from?” It is one of those predictable university icebreakers exchanged around a seminar room.
When it reaches me and I answer “Dundee,” it is almost invariably followed by a triumphant: “SCUMDEE!”
The insult is usually delivered in a painfully posh English accent, followed by a chorus of laughter. I smile along. It is, after all, only a joke.
Except, I have never quite understood what, exactly, is supposed to be funny about it.
“Scumdee” is more than an unoriginal nickname for Dundee. It encapsulates a particular way of viewing the city: poor, rough, and socially inferior. The ease with which the label is invoked says something rather uncomfortable about how we talk about class in Scotland — particularly in spaces dominated by considerable social and economic privilege.
Dundee has some of the highest levels of poverty and deprivation in Scotland. Scottish Government figures place child poverty in Dundee at more than 31 per cent after housing costs, while income deprivation sits at 16.4 per cent — almost double the rate recorded in Edinburgh and Aberdeen.
These statistics reveal a devastating reality, but they become strangely distorted when condensed into a nickname like “Scumdee.” Structural inequality becomes a characteristic of the place itself and, by extension, of the people who live there.
Dundee’s economic struggles did not materialise from nowhere. The city’s economy and employment was built upon jute mills and factories. The decline of the industrial economy brought widespread job losses and profound social disruption, leaving behind economic inequalities that continue to shape Dundee today.
Yet, when Dundee is reduced to “Scumdee,” that history is somehow forgotten.
Instead, deprivation becomes aesthetic. Poverty becomes part of the city’s brand — something to recognise, mock, and occasionally romanticise, rather than something to understand.
There is a particular type of class judgement embedded within “Scumdee.” It suggests that Dundee is not merely less affluent than Edinburgh or less economically prosperous than Aberdeen, but somehow less respectable.
Dundee becomes a shorthand for a particular social type: working-class, deprived, uncultured, and worthy of ridicule.
That is what makes hearing it in a university seminar particularly jarring — especially when I am nearly always the only Scottish student in the room.
It is strange to spend an hour discussing structural inequality, class, and social mobility as an abstract ideal, only for someone to respond to your hometown with an insult whose entire premise is that poverty is funny. Perhaps the irony is lost on them.
The joke relies on an existing shared assumption of what Dundee supposedly represents. More subtly, it requires an assumption that the people who do come from there are somehow a little less polished, a little less successful, and a little less worthy.
Now, I am not suggesting that Dundee is beyond criticism. Far from it. Dundonians are probably the first people to criticise our city — we have perfected the art. I am the first to complain about the lack of shops and restaurants, and whinge at the excessive concrete buildings. I can also acknowledge the poverty and inequality that Dundee struggles with. What I object to is the transformation of these realities into evidence that the people living among them are themselves somehow lesser.
I love Dundee in a way that is probably impossible to explain to someone who has only encountered it as a punchline. I love its communities, its humour, its stubbornness, its history. I love it without needing to pretend it’s perfect.
A city is not its deprivation statistics. Nor is it its drug deaths, industrial decline, or the opinions of people who have never lived there.
There is nothing embarrassing about coming from Dundee — but there is something embarrassing about believing that widespread, systemic poverty makes the people experiencing it beneath you.
So the next time someone responds to me with “Scumdee” I might still smile. But, I will also wonder why, in a university full of students who are perfectly capable of discussing the structural causes of inequality, the easiest way to establish social superiority is still to make a joke about where someone comes from.
“City Square, Dundee, Scotland” by Adambisset at English Wikipedia is licensed under CC BY-SA 3.0.
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“Where are you from?” It is one of those predictable university icebreakers exchanged around a seminar room.
When it reaches me and I answer “Dundee,” it is almost invariably followed by a triumphant: “SCUMDEE!”
The insult is usually delivered in a painfully posh English accent, followed by a chorus of laughter. I smile along. It is, after all, only a joke.
Except, I have never quite understood what, exactly, is supposed to be funny about it.
“Scumdee” is more than an unoriginal nickname for Dundee. It encapsulates a particular way of viewing the city: poor, rough, and socially inferior. The ease with which the label is invoked says something rather uncomfortable about how we talk about class in Scotland — particularly in spaces dominated by considerable social and economic privilege.
Dundee has some of the highest levels of poverty and deprivation in Scotland. Scottish Government figures place child poverty in Dundee at more than 31 per cent after housing costs, while income deprivation sits at 16.4 per cent — almost double the rate recorded in Edinburgh and Aberdeen.
These statistics reveal a devastating reality, but they become strangely distorted when condensed into a nickname like “Scumdee.” Structural inequality becomes a characteristic of the place itself and, by extension, of the people who live there.
Dundee’s economic struggles did not materialise from nowhere. The city’s economy and employment was built upon jute mills and factories. The decline of the industrial economy brought widespread job losses and profound social disruption, leaving behind economic inequalities that continue to shape Dundee today.
Yet, when Dundee is reduced to “Scumdee,” that history is somehow forgotten.
Instead, deprivation becomes aesthetic. Poverty becomes part of the city’s brand — something to recognise, mock, and occasionally romanticise, rather than something to understand.
There is a particular type of class judgement embedded within “Scumdee.” It suggests that Dundee is not merely less affluent than Edinburgh or less economically prosperous than Aberdeen, but somehow less respectable.
Dundee becomes a shorthand for a particular social type: working-class, deprived, uncultured, and worthy of ridicule.
That is what makes hearing it in a university seminar particularly jarring — especially when I am nearly always the only Scottish student in the room.
It is strange to spend an hour discussing structural inequality, class, and social mobility as an abstract ideal, only for someone to respond to your hometown with an insult whose entire premise is that poverty is funny. Perhaps the irony is lost on them.
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The joke relies on an existing shared assumption of what Dundee supposedly represents. More subtly, it requires an assumption that the people who do come from there are somehow a little less polished, a little less successful, and a little less worthy.
Now, I am not suggesting that Dundee is beyond criticism. Far from it. Dundonians are probably the first people to criticise our city — we have perfected the art. I am the first to complain about the lack of shops and restaurants, and whinge at the excessive concrete buildings. I can also acknowledge the poverty and inequality that Dundee struggles with. What I object to is the transformation of these realities into evidence that the people living among them are themselves somehow lesser.
I love Dundee in a way that is probably impossible to explain to someone who has only encountered it as a punchline. I love its communities, its humour, its stubbornness, its history. I love it without needing to pretend it’s perfect.
A city is not its deprivation statistics. Nor is it its drug deaths, industrial decline, or the opinions of people who have never lived there.
There is nothing embarrassing about coming from Dundee — but there is something embarrassing about believing that widespread, systemic poverty makes the people experiencing it beneath you.
So the next time someone responds to me with “Scumdee” I might still smile. But, I will also wonder why, in a university full of students who are perfectly capable of discussing the structural causes of inequality, the easiest way to establish social superiority is still to make a joke about where someone comes from.
“City Square, Dundee, Scotland” by Adambisset at English Wikipedia is licensed under CC BY-SA 3.0.
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