Mar 06, 2007 12:08
So I was watching American Hardcore last night, which is about the Hardcore Punk scene in the early 80s, and it bummed me out. Why doesnt anyone give a shit about anything anymore? Where are the movements? where's the passion? Is it a Port Angeles thing? part of me cant help but feel like it might be, but it seems more widespread. Then this got me thinkin about it in an even broader sense. Like, the last time we were tangled in a bullshit war, there were widespread protests and demonstrations and shit. But now, despite the fact that the population of America is overwhelmingly against the war in Iraq, no one is doing anything about it. It seems the only people who bother protesting is the religious right about how much they hate gay people. It seems that the polarization of America has resulted in, or hell possibly caused by, an extreme, motivated right and complacent left. How else could you explain
Stephen Colbert made a joke that we should bring back the draft, so people will have a personal interest in ending the war like they did in the 60s. "Now a days what does the goverment have to worry about? 'what? people are against the war? oh no! THEY'RE BLOGGING!'" and the sad part is how totally true it is. It seems like overall this is a generation of apathy.
Like, is it just me or have we gotten too good at being a culture? We strive for equality and good health and to protect our kids from the evils of dangerous playground equipment and potty words, but it seems kinda like instead of making everything good, we've just made everything vanilla? Sometimes I feel like I never bothered with the whole "rebellious youth" angle because I had nothing to rebel against. I hung out and played video games. that was it. and maybe that's good. I mean watching a movie about the Hardcore Punk scene sure made it look glamorous, but did I really want to live in squats and kidnap and slaughter goats to feed my friends? Or do I just yearn for the romance of it. Once again its hard to say with such limited experience.
Maybe this is just another example of me pretending that everyone else thinks the way I do, of my depression coloring my outlook. Maybe I look at my own apathy, my own laziness and total lack of inspiration, and blame the generation I was born in. Its easier to cope with being listless when it you can just pretend that everyone else is just as apathetic as you are. Maybe once I get out of the cave and stop making assumtions about the world based on the shadows playing against the wall then i'll find a world of passionate people striving to make a difference. That would kick ass.