we are kept in fear constantly. I would love to rip out the little thing that resides in our ape-grown hind-brain that makes us fearful of the most basic things. I guess without fear we wouldnt have comedy though. I mean look at Frankie Goes to Hollywood. In their big hit “Two Tribes”, who could forget the heavy wang wang guitars and disco beat as a highly concerned British-accented voice instructs us how to survive a nuclear attack as Holly Johnson croons out his hate for Regan. at the time, sure I was scared of nuclear attack. we’ve all had some sort of nightmare where the sky fills with a flash but I didnt once stop to think that I was hopping around to a disco song about survival tactics. in my approaching 40s the thought of even remotely enjoying a song like that now, is enough to make me laugh.

I’m currently re-reading The Fuck Up and one of the lead character states that the current generation has created no sub-culture since punk. The story is set in the mid-80s just as AIDS is starting and computers are contained to uber-nerds. I would venture to say that the only sub-culture this current generation has created is one of the internet. information readily available that may or may not be true. of course, just like punk, the information sub-culture has been sucked up, co-opted and spat back to the youthful masses as fast as you can say “512M of SDRAM“