The problem I think is, this generation. The post-grunge generation, post-generation-Xtreme, which is considered to be the give-no-fucks-about-nuffin generation. Well, the giving no fucks has not ended, we're just on a continuum of giving no fucks, and I mean everyone says this about every generation. But I'm not talking about politics or what's going on in the world or what-have-you, because my generation is of the whiny-liberal-artsy-persuasion. I think everyone I know around my age, minus a handful of people, goes out of their way to stay up to date on current events, reads every fucking signet classic, does whatever they possibly can to be politically correct, to be cultured, to be intelligent, just so they can complain about things. The more you know, the more you have to bitch about.
But you see the thing is, they don't really care about the kids in Darfur. They don't really want to save them because they need them there, they need to have people suffering so they can complain about it, they need to complain about it so they can justify their "more privileged" existence. But what they don't realize is that the poor people in where-ever-the-fuck-land don't care that YOU have an ipod and they don't. They don't care because they don't know what an ipod is. And maybe that's sad, maybe their "quality of life," is bad, but they aren't just moping around cursing the sky all day long and waiting for well-to-dos to save them, they have relatively normal lives, good days, bad days etc.
My roommate cries when she reads the newspaper everyday because bad things are happening in the world. But god forbid she goes a day with out Diet Coke or misses an episode of Gossip Girl. In essence the problem is, with this generation, is the commodification of pain and suffering. Stop pretending to care. It annoys me. It does nothing for anyone. The thing that really irks me, is the fact that it's okay to focus all of your attention on the opposite of the media spectrum as long as it's from an ironic stand point. It's okay to read Perez Hilton and watch E! as long as it's ironic. So after YOU watch the Flavor of Love 3 YOU have to complain about Ron Paul for an hour to compensate for that. You don't care about Ron Paul, you want to know if Thing 1 and Thing 2 are going to get eliminated. So just fucking say that. You don't care if the monks in Burma are dying you want to know if Serena and Blair are going to stay frenemies, you want to check your inbox on facebook and make sure you look retro cool. And as much as I hate that you want to do all of those things, that I want to do all of those things, I'd rather we do them unironically and honestly. It's okay to like the things you like, as long as you can admit you like them. It's the difference between, a douche-bag and BAMF, between a maggot and a tenderloin.
