Things I don't realize
We were elite in high school, early college, with LPs and limited-edition releases and obscure names; memories an inch wide and a mile deep of bands and shows and terms. Discrimination termed discerning: I rejected women, the entire gender, with one swift 15-year-old decision, because women just weren't as good at music. Can you imagine what else I brushed off as unsexy?
I thought I lost interest at the same time I diversified, but today, in the span of an hour, I heard of of reggaeton and crumping, both entirely new to me though established in the minds of everyone else here. I also know nothing of hip hop, salsa, god knows what else - one Billie Holiday album does not make me satisfactorily diversed. When I got back to my room I thought about linguistic divisions and other superficial social signifiers, and my sense of being sheltered/segregated/naive culminating when I opened iTunes and realized all I use my iPod Nano for are NPR Podcasts during my evening walk around upper-middle class housing. Can you imagine what I've missed? Or how many people are even more clueless about the incalculable expanse of culture? I don't feel obligated toward diversity, human rights, or even intellectual improvement here, just vaguely disappointed to know I (will) always naively assume what I have is all that's worth having.
I thought I lost interest at the same time I diversified, but today, in the span of an hour, I heard of of reggaeton and crumping, both entirely new to me though established in the minds of everyone else here. I also know nothing of hip hop, salsa, god knows what else - one Billie Holiday album does not make me satisfactorily diversed. When I got back to my room I thought about linguistic divisions and other superficial social signifiers, and my sense of being sheltered/segregated/naive culminating when I opened iTunes and realized all I use my iPod Nano for are NPR Podcasts during my evening walk around upper-middle class housing. Can you imagine what I've missed? Or how many people are even more clueless about the incalculable expanse of culture? I don't feel obligated toward diversity, human rights, or even intellectual improvement here, just vaguely disappointed to know I (will) always naively assume what I have is all that's worth having.