Yes. It is has been a while since we last spoke, and talk about a tumultuous time! More violence in the world, more examples of Mama Nature trying to kick our asses, and yes... even more stupidity from our lady in retardation Sarah Palin. But that isn't what I'm here for today. So shut your traps and get comfy!
It was Alanis Morissette who said it best: "What it all comes down to... is that no one's really got it figured just out yet." Such a better testament to the youth today has never been stated. The angst and sense of the unknown from the 90's has grown into something far more insidious. It is a creature that lurks in the shadows behind our eyelids: it is the loss of a point!
Those of us in our mid-twenties no longer have anything to look forward to; our lives have become a mathematical equation... devoid of the variable known as experience. We are raised in elite, private kindergartens... where playing with blocks is no longer acceptable. From the time we can talk we need understand the nature of ourselves; by the time we are able to walk we are expected to be varsity athletes. Colleges have become four year vocational schools, around merely to gain us less-than-gainful employment. More and more we are encouraged to think less and less. In the place of imagination, we have been overcome by the Digital Holocaust: from birth we are plugged into electronics... the manipulative stimulii of the electronic menace. Books are obsolete, toys are distractions, and crayons have been deemed grossly inefficient. There is not one moment when the world isn't one click away.
But when was it decided FOR us that we had to be perfect? And those before us wonder why we're so fucked up? We never really figured our shit out because we were never really given the chance. We just inherited our sins.
-s/j.@
