Friday, June 11, 2010

Chapter 80: Today.

i love pop culture, and frankly, i am not afraid to admit that. i love immersing myself in the culture that describes the today, the right now, the very minute in which i exist.

upon reading this statement, one should think, "what's the big deal?" but apparently, there is a deal. for centuries, someone who appreciates pop culture is considered to be lacking in culture. doesn't that seem like an oxymoron? why do i keep finding those around me seeking out obscure artists or movements in order to seem like the pioneers of such-and-such? in one conversation after the other, i'm finding people competing to be the world's biggest fan of something no one has ever heard of.

so how does this work? the more obscure, the cooler one is deemed to be? nope, not for me. that utterly-out-of-touch-with-the-now person is pretty lame, as far as i'm concerned. not because they are seeking out something new, but because they are seeking out something different. after all, the old adage is that everyone who tries to be different is really just the same.

do i like all aspects of pop culture? of course not. but i appreciate it because in the end, it will be what defines my generation and my peers. there is a reason why certain ideas become famous, and my fascination is why it is such. why shun the very things that surround you?