For all the folks I've met , nothing important in my life has been popular. Popularity is commercial. It is an advertisement driven media that encourages popularity. Of course , I had my moments of group approval , but so what? I think ... therefore who cares ? And more importantly why do I want to sell my conscious ? It is fun to mess with popular ideals and that is my pathology .. for you profilers. A lot of this mumbo jumbo monkey chest beating is instinctive ... But , what teenage kid would wear a kilt in Boston ? I did. My dad thought the kilt was cool , but could see a whole lot of ass kicking coming my way. I hate popularity. The kilt thing was a St. Patrick Day angst.. Saint Patrick converted Ireland to X-Mass and he was British. This all happened in the days of the ancient Roman Empire when every man wore a tunic or kilt. Mind you , my sisters liked to dress me up like a hooker from the age of 5 to 9.. I resisted as puberty kicked in to walk around the neighborhood like a $20 hooker. I was aware of the danger .. * WHAT IS POPULAR CAN GET YOU LYNCHED * What if the government made a law that all men had to wear kilts ? Would the pop culture encourage it ? Or would rebellious antisocial teens dress in white collar suites and ties ? It's all about how you want to fit in.. I just don't care. I guess I'm a burn out. Tootles! |