Tuesday, August 07, 2007

Americanism

When I think of what it means to be American, I think of the ideals I have been trained to believe: I am an individual, and I matter, damn it.

We live in a "melting pot." Our differences make us stronger. Yada, yada, yada.

We live in a world so filled with this false-ideology that it is coming out of our reconstructed noses, ears, eyes, and hair plugs. It really is no shock at all that people favor aesthetics over substance and big tits over big brains. And I feel bad about that.

I feel bad that in my classes I see and interact with people who have never been taught (since they obviously don't have the natural ability) to think for themselves. They have been taught about what to wear and how to fit in. That's not America, is it?

Don't we want to be different? Don't we strive for individuality? I just don't know anymore. I think we like different to a point, or until Paris Hilton says "It's hot." Think about it. Tattoos 20, 30, 40 years ago made you different. But then that different became cool, and the different became the norm. How many teen-aged girls have a tattoo on their lower backs today? It's different. It's trendy. It's all the same.

Once we throw our hands up in the air and just give into conformity, we might as well just give up and make some pop icon president. We all just want to be like Brad Pitt anyway. Why not make him the fucking king of our cookie-cutter society already? I can't stand that we let movie stars be marketed into our brains. I hate that my college students know who Eva Longoria is, but don't know what the word "autonomous" means. Not one student. Not one in a class of 20. NOT ONE. Ironic.

It's sad to watch a group of kids flounder at even a mention of analytical thinking. But what do we expect when we have created a society of superficial morons who care more about their next Botox appointment than taking a second and realizing that Botox isn't the real issue: our society is.

This society that we have created...where every man is created equal...after their next tanning salon appointment.

3 comments:

jc said...

Check out Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs: A Low Culture Manifesto by Chuck Klosterman. He echoes many of your sentiments.

Tauni said...

I don't copy mainstream culture, I only copy you :)

BillS said...

I hate that your college students know who Eva is but couldn't tell you who Margaret Thatcher is (or her achievement(s)) (IRT: was out with someone wearing an "I still hate Thatcher" t-shirt - long story).
Or who think Nikita is a girl's name and not a boy's name because there was a TV show that used it for a girl...