Today's youth is the least modern in nearly 100 years. The most banal and more conservative, more concerned about changing your hairstyle and outfit that actually change, if such a thing exists. One is not what he does, not even what he has: one now is what it seems, posing for a picture of Facebook with its new look total, adverse effects of democratization of gadgets when crossed with social networks. Told me the other day a young writer and factotum of capital underground I interviewed: people did things before, one was a musician or artist (or both, by Jove!). Now to be an It Boy or It Girl, just grow one's own image, made good pictures dress / a certain way and hang them where necessary. Already said our friend Guy Debord (in a weird paraphrase of our other friend Karl Marx) in Show Society, and I quote from memory: "Capital is accumulated to the point where it becomes image." "Young people around the world have been allowed to choose between love and a garbage disposal unit. Throughout the world have chosen the garbage disposal unit, also said Debord, far too long. And still right.
From the avant-garde of the early century, or even earlier (see Lipstick Traces in Anagram, our friend from beyond Greil Marcus), that it has been called youth movements or subcultures have had something subversive or rebellious. Here are a few obvious examples: the surrealist or dadaist leftism in the first half of the twentieth century in Central Europe. The cynical rejection of the American Dream Generation Beat. Marginality (and even crime) of rockers cincuenteros, Community life forms proposed by hippies, the world's total denial of own punk . The sexual excitement / revolutionary of the Mayos of 68 (which were many, not just Paris). Even 90, with its already largely assimilated grunge, then had his social rejection component of opposition to the world as it is (re) presented.
When I was 15 years (it has rained) on which fields was wrong as seen eating at a McDonalds or wear Nike. This was interpreted as a concession to power, a surrender was almost obscene, it was head down, close your eyes to injustice, to participate, even her. Multinationals were evil: now trendsetters. So what cool verdaederamente was Guy Debord said, the do it yourself , the scooter and smell a little bad. The last gasp of this historic series of events was the anti-globalization movement that persecuted everywhere breaking the powerful street furniture and other public and private property to report certain global and globalizing policies (in the worst sense) that had been in some penumbra away from public criticism, and then found oh! amazed. After the fall of the Towers, and nothing else happened.
With the dissolution strange mix of indie and mainstream (which never seemed immiscible, the truth, see rebel sell, in Taurus, that pair of sighted colleagues, Joseph Heath and Andrew Potter) narcissistic generation has sprouted a blinded fashion, focusing on her belly, empty of any content. Ignorant of their own situation, dancing in the center of lively surrounding fire. Who cares, fuck? I do not even know what happened in the last decade with no name (did Naughties ?), What youth come out of there, what you propose and which way forward, beyond the club to the bathroom fashion, to reconstitute the Kortajarena toupee and get a good streak speed, or at best, farlopa. Shouting "Wednesday is the new Thursday," Youth takes the night assault, but no longer wants to be out of what they call system, if not inside or within the more down better, warm and unaffected by all happens outside, buying everything the system to be sold fastest in the very fashion race to the Pit.
say the crisis caused the reaction, creativity, change. No need to go to Tunisia or Egypt to see movement. In London, Greece, Paris or Rome, next door, in what some call the First World youth (and not so young) has been on the streets to defend their work or education rights and to protest, to break things again . Here, we have more than 40% of youth unemployment, we are more concerned Cibeles Arc the Egyptian revolution (which, attention also orchestrated on Facebook, you see, is for other things) and yet no one has moved a finger, even to the lost opportunity to make a general strike as God? send ("it was too late," is that unions such and such) ... As I said the famous poet Luis García Montero, the only strike that goes wrong is not done.
We, of course, that day we were celebrating. Is also clear: wearing our best modelones, after meat, well past.
(The illustration is a kind of buddy Christopher Fortúnez assignment for this post. Fortúnez corduroy part in its successful blog Fauna Mongolian Madrid. Come and see. It does not mean that the artist sign everything point by point is said above, of course. Thank you)
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