In high school, those of us who wore scads of black, smoked cigarettes and represented an array of assorted hacked up hair, were fodder for all manner of insults. There was almost this strange sense of camaraderie for those of us who had to come together in dark unity, airing fresh wounds resulting from passers by hurling scathing verbiage at our exteriors. Fringe groups were labeled "underground" as if were were relegated to night-time existence for fear of otherwise suffering unbearable abuse by daytime exposure, at street level.
But now what? Who is the fool these days? Who is hiding their head in shame? What is the counterculture group du'jour. Certainly it is no longer the pack of any 15 kids, whose only distinguishing features are their various individual piercings, breadth or type of which might serve to set them apart, one from the other. Perhaps their individual sharpie scroll-work tattooed on any number of skinny jean may be variegating under closer inspection.
Let us not single out that murky assemblage alone. There was also, throughout my secondary school days, another collection of displaced castaways. The "nerd"or "geek" had his or her own shameful and collectively discarded cross to bear. All manner of entertainment readily capitalized on this genre of socially exiled entity. The culture laughed and pointed mercilessly at the buffoonery any one of these "Poindexter"s might exhibit at any given moment.
What does it take to be a reject these days? I might even postulate that normalcy and well adjusted kids are the more disdained and discredited ones. Are they just too simple? Parents marriages too in tact? Do they go to church? Are they saying "no" to "sex" and drugs? What do YOU think of this group?
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
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