Shut up Shut UP.

It's time to rant about the BBC again! Looks like people in their twenties are lusting after the 60s and 70s!

Summary turned Rant
The BBC interviews white students from the London School of Economics, a school which used to be radical and politcally active back in the day. Lotsa demonstrations and arrests and stuff. The article highlights two: first a girl who thinks the late 70s were great and a lot more authentic than the world we live in now.


She makes some valid points about music becoming less precious, but not for the reason I like to cite (oversaturation), and that she has a lot more opportunites now, but for the most part, it feels like she's romanticizing it too much. And she gets quoted twice about clothes. Here's the second one:

Only having three television channels was better, she says, because individual programmes could have much more impact. And Ms Black sees the second-hand clothes culture as being more imaginative than a designer-clothes addiction.

Fashion is what you make it dear, but I'm not going to waste my breath on fashion.

The second guy I give more credit for being more conservative in his response. He talks about how people get nostalgic and forget the crap bits. Then he says he's into the '80s and how some people have '80s parties where they dress up as "yuppies with double breasted suits and with big mobile phones." He likes the "thrusting style" of '80s architecture too. (Oh you poor sexually-charged words. I've been watching too much zefrank.)

And the comments say more of the same, a good mix of romantic idiocy and grateful observations. I'm glad that at least one person said that she was grateful for not ending up as a housebound baby-maker:

I would love to have seen the Beatles and Stones live, but am happy that being born a few decades later meant that I didn't end up a housewife with four kids under my belt before I was 30.

The article ends well, with good insight from Mr. '80s, but the eagerness of the first girl kind of leaves you with a gross feeling in your mouth.

My Turn for a Story
When I was in the 7th grade, some TV station came to our class and asked individuals if we knew what the American Dream was. As a 13-year-old, I had a vague idea, but couldn't give the proper answer. I felt bad, feeling that I was dishonoring my great-grandparents that came over to make some money. Looking back, I also feel a great deal of distaste toward that TV station, as it was more than willing to spin our ignorance into a quick feature. No desire to educate us, just point it out to the general public. Isn't that sad, kids don't know about the funding principles of our Country. I don't remember if anyone got that question right, but I do remember feeling foolish and somewhat taken advantage of.

I'm sure that both of those students got spun a bit, and I feel bad for the first girl, but still.
Shut UP and go do something better than wax nostalgic.

I should also probably take that advice. I'm down to 46 days in the apartment. Damn it all to Hell.