Facebook and all Profile pages, like the blogger one, have created this issue where you need to define yourself. It's like that scene in Fight Club when Edward Norton asks what dining set completes him. We have to decide. interests. quotes. activities. What if your interests are to just get through the day? The activity could be avoiding your family. You don't have any quotes because you don't read. Your favorite movies are Full Metal Jacket and the Shining. Basically, you're an unstable, angry creature who has to make up a profile to reflect an educated, well rounded person.
What does my blogger profile say? I'm interested in neo-nazis and drug induced novels. But where's the forum to explain the last 20 years and why I chose these particular films and books? I spent years in New Jersey aware that I was Jewish but really much more interested to know why Jews are hated rather than what being Jewish means. I met neo-nazis in my high school. One in particular struck me. He was obsessed with cleanliness. It doesn't matter that I've become frum and now know what being a Jew means. I haven't forgotten the confusion and intrigue while I spoke to this guy. He told me he was looking for something to believe in. We were never that different after all.
As far as drug induced hippie idealism, my grandmother is the inspiration for that. She lived in Berkeley (yeah Cherrio) and Santa Cruz. We spoke about Berkeley in the 60's, and I'm very much aware that I missed something spectacular. Nothing like that will ever happen in our country again. If I could be anywhere, I would have been there.
These facets to our existance end up as a one word explantions on our profile pages. That's all we are.
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