old age... the modern ninja

Like the title? I did...

My point being is that age creeps up on you... not unlike a ninja. When did I get so old? When did I start distrusting kids in black shirts and their hair spiked? When did I no longer believe that "Punk" is now a fashion and not a lifestyle?

Let me put this in a form of an anecdote.

This morning I went down to my local shopping center in Dog Swamp. It's pokey little place but it has the best japanese in the state. Seriously... its awesome. I'm eating it right now... mmmmm. But rather than it being the quiet and pokey little center that we all know and love it was packed! Curious to say the least I stuck my head in and looked around, there was a gaggle of tweens (Ithink that is the correct collective noun) surrounding these 3.. I want to say musicians but I'd only be lying to you... These fashion statements (better) that were sitting around a table signing autographs. The girls were doing their usual thing of screaming and squeeling taking photots and generally doing what young people do, and of course I laughed at them... Now here in lies my point. When did I get so old that I was out of touch? I couldn't even tell you who the band were, it turns out they were some crappy emo wannabes who I have forgotten... But even now I wonder who the fuck are these guys? I've never heard of them much less do I care but I used to be knowledgeable I used to know stuff and yet here I was eating the world best sushi and realising that to these kids I might have been 100... I've gotten old. All I could do when I was leaving I heard a girl crying cause she touched blah blah of the blah blah rock band. All I could do was laugh at her. And now I realise I have lost something. I have lost the ability to get excited over meaningless things.

When you are young you can do stupid things like cry when you touch a member of a band who you'll forget in a years time... you can dye your hair blonde you can get drunk on a weekday and still go to work at 8am... Old age sneaks up on you and rids you of your wonderment. So go out... Do something stupid Get excited over seeing someone, dye your hair a different colour...

But do not ever ever say that your punk because you wear black clothes and listen to the presets or all america regets cause you're not. You are a wannabe. You want punk? Listen to bad religion or go out and see a local show. That is punk. What you are trying to be is popular.

Peace!

-Makin-