Why is it any individual possesing more than half a brain, is complaining about the youth of today?
No, not because they are old before their time.
I felt like I was sixty years old back in seventh grade. The people in my class were trying to fabricate cigarettes out of A4 paper. And they smoked them. Because that's cool. No, there wasn't any tobacco in there, just the paper.
And I'd sit in class, reading a comic or something similar. Being a geek. And already then, my sexual inclinations still unformed, wishing one of the girls would think I was cool, and maybe kiss me or something, I thought they were idiots. Not unintelligent, by no means, just idiots. For following the crowd.
What is it in man, that makes him strive for homogeneity? To want to look, smell, think, be like everyone else?
And it is not just in popular culture you see this phenomenon either. Amongst nerds, metal-heads, every imaginable sub-culture, whether it actively detests the mainstream or not, there is a set of defining rules. To make us us, apart from them. I used to wear my military boots and long black trenchcoat with pride back in my late teens, because I wasn't just another follower. When found out I was being quite fashionable by the standards of the goths/metalists back then, I... panicked. It felt good to belong, and I got... well to be honest, a lot of pussy from metal/goth girlies, but... I was a part of the crowd. And it felt, ultimately, fake.
Might just be me, being my own asocial self of course.
But I am me, you, and everyone else, isn't. Who doesn't think like that?
No, not because they are old before their time.
I felt like I was sixty years old back in seventh grade. The people in my class were trying to fabricate cigarettes out of A4 paper. And they smoked them. Because that's cool. No, there wasn't any tobacco in there, just the paper.
And I'd sit in class, reading a comic or something similar. Being a geek. And already then, my sexual inclinations still unformed, wishing one of the girls would think I was cool, and maybe kiss me or something, I thought they were idiots. Not unintelligent, by no means, just idiots. For following the crowd.
What is it in man, that makes him strive for homogeneity? To want to look, smell, think, be like everyone else?
And it is not just in popular culture you see this phenomenon either. Amongst nerds, metal-heads, every imaginable sub-culture, whether it actively detests the mainstream or not, there is a set of defining rules. To make us us, apart from them. I used to wear my military boots and long black trenchcoat with pride back in my late teens, because I wasn't just another follower. When found out I was being quite fashionable by the standards of the goths/metalists back then, I... panicked. It felt good to belong, and I got... well to be honest, a lot of pussy from metal/goth girlies, but... I was a part of the crowd. And it felt, ultimately, fake.
Might just be me, being my own asocial self of course.
But I am me, you, and everyone else, isn't. Who doesn't think like that?
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