Are not related.
From what I see, table manners are nothing more than mechanical reactions which were installed into your behavioural pattern, you just do it without further thinking, like a reflex, simple as the switch of a button, like a doctor would sit far, safely away from the attack range of your shoe before he strikes your knee with a club, in case you retaliate and kick his balls and send him pale on the floor dying with anguish.
There're the kind that talks and laughes so loud in the early morning, slaps on the table with all the force they could possibly muster without warning, immediately changes the facial expression and raises the voice to argue and tries to force you to change your mind whenever the opportunities present themselves, speaks the language you don't know the whole night while you're all sitting on the same table, like you simply don't exist and pretend that they're oh so sorry only when someone points out that someone is being neglected, while at the same time stresses that having burps and hiccups on the dining table are capital crimes and the sinner should be burnt on the stake (to make an emphasis on their point they would slap heavily on the table and yell, generously distributing salivas to everyone onborad).
This I don't think is what should be called well-educated, this is just full of shit. Sadly, that croak of shit is what people cares about. The new breed of youngster, those who have higher educations (university, not that high actually), think they know everything and all is under calculated control, so full of themselves and think that's how it should be, listen to no advices nor suggestions. See no evil in themselves.
I've seem cyclists threw away toilet paper (full of shit, literally) right there on the highway, they just let them gone with the wind, and wild is the wind. Jeez, I couldn't believe what my eyes just saw, how could anyone, especially cyclists who is supposed to be sensitive with environmental issues commit such an atrocity? Throw away used tissues by the side of the road! On the Stuart Highway one of the thing that makes me really upset is that it's basically filled with litters (for a fine example, check my photo page when I get back in mid September) and it was a great great great shock when I saw cyclist did this.
They're the "well-educated" kind and they're the majority, being cyclists or not, I see them everyday and the mere sight of them just make me pale with sickness (have nothing to do with the doctor) because it is just so revolting.
So, here's a little "How to spot an ignorant and full of carp fuck guide":
1. A lean-cut look and talks like he/she knows everything
2. A "you're nothing but shit" glance while they're just backpacking or suitcasing.
3. Low resistent level (highly efficient professional complainer), physically or psychologically.
4. Well sun-tanned.
5. Fake hippie.
6. Perfumed (optional).
That's, of course, just a little general guide line, the actual situation varies from person to person, you'll pick up the experiences and skills to recognize them along the way and when you're good enough, you'll know them just by looking at their sillouettes, and then, welcome to be one of us, the weird, unpopular lot.
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