Postmoderism in a Bucket

There is a pail that is dangling from your loose grip, it is resting by your bed, it is sitting in your lap. You display it with pride, you believe that it says something relevant. I beg to differ. I submit that it reeks.

What does it contain? For you yourself do not know. Let me tell you:

It is begging to say something meaningful by saying what you already hold to. It is straying outside the lines while remaining firmly inside your comfort zone. It is taking the majority and making them the ones oppressed. It is fancy words and flashy signs that say what has been said a thousand times, yet still mean nothing. It is dawning clothing that was rebellious in the 60's and saying that because you and all your friends are wearing it, that you should be respected for who you are. It is finding the next big thing first, and then dropping it like a bad habit when it becomes popular. It is the mall you walk in. It is the presidency of every nation you can imagine. It is the music industry. It is not science fiction. It is the best of all possible worlds.

Welcome to the 21st Century.
JSTT