Tuesday 9 February 2010

The Only Good Hippy is a Dead Hippy

The hippy archetype has been the most powerful product that industry and the media has attempted to sell to us during the last 20 or so years! I say 'attempted' because there will always be a kind of dissonance where the world of REALITY meets that imaginary world that the advertisers want us 'to think' we live in.

They sell us the old hippy ideals of communality, individuality, concern for the environment and the expression of our diverse sexualities - but really, our lives are just grubby work, endless debt and a drab banality. All our delusions of choice, aren't real choices at all, they're just lifestyles and products to consume, and if we want to opt out and make a choice that isn't on their product list i.e, to be idle and 'find our one true vibe' (hippy speak there) we find that we're reduced to children and criminalized and labeled 'undesirables', 'outcasts', 'weirdo's', 'dole spongers', 'deadbeats', 'scroungers', 'drug fiends', 'dreamers', I could go on...

You get my drift though, its a kind of collective schizophrenia, where your average corporate wage slave likes to think he's a bit edgy by 'doing' Glastonbury and smoking dope on the last Sunday of the month - while simultaneously, having a panic attack about the cutting edge kudos of his mobile phone.

This is modern life, this is the modern hippy, is there anyway to escape being captured and labeled by greedy capitalist fuckpigs? Anybody know a way of life that hasn't any chance of being co-opted and sold back to us as a fucking 'lifestyle choice!'

What about BEING DEAD! SELL ME THAT YOU FUCKERS! Oh no, I just thought: UNDERTAKERS! NECROPHILIC HIPPY BASTARDS.

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