2PacksAday wrote:Many of us look at life as were just working and paying the bills, with no end to this except for death. Which is probably the truth, but we have a hard time dealing with it because we have grown up watching Mtv and such, and being barraged by commercialism in every single aspect of our lives. We think that we are expected to live the life of a rock star, sports star multi milloinare, driving the best cars, wearing the best cloths, having the best new gadget...and bedding the hottest girls with the best plastic surgery money can buy.
This is so true that I've written an article on it. I think that we grow up with these impractical expectations implanted into our brains that we can't help but be disappointed and depressed in the end. I suppose that sounds rather ironic coming from an idealist like me, but it's true. Our generation (which I refer to as Generation MTV) has therefore become probably the most useless, irresponsible, and sad generation in history.
2PacksAday wrote:If you find an old crappy looking couch that nobody else would want to own but you love it....buy it. If you fall for a girl that isn't a socially accepted beauty, love her anyway...marry her. If your car is ten years old and falling apart, and everyone stares as you drive into your burb, but you can't bear to part with it...don't.
Which is exactly why I still drive a car that is held together with bumperstickers. Also, I'm flat broke.
At any rate, I absolutely love
Fight Club. The only problem is that I've seen it too much. Everytime someone comes over and looks at my DVD shelf, they spot it and say, "Ooh, let's watch
Fight Club! Sadly, this is only made worse by the fact that most who watch it either don't notice or don't acknowledge the great social satire. They just watch it to see people get the snot beaten out of them and to catch a glimpse of Brad Pitt's abs.
Still, I'm willing to bet that this is a movie that will remain famous for decades to come. Who knows? Maybe the next generation will be studying satire in school and the teacher will whip out a copy of
Fight Club. Well, it's unlikely, but still a good thought.