Get off my 8-bit lawn
Feb. 15th, 2012 10:36 amIn theory I should be square in the target demographic for Ready Player One, but after reading about it... I dunno. I'm just not feeling it. And I think some of that is a feeling that it's trying too hard. It's a little too eager to please, to provide fanservice for geeks of a certain age. It's pandering.
The notion that one day the things you loved will come back into style and be genuinely, not ironically, appreciated by millions again... it's a seductive idea, but ultimately flawed. This generation, and those to come, aren't going to care about our pop culture; they've already got their own. It's theirs, they're into it, they know it inside and out, they love it, just as we did ours. When they look at ours, they see only the silly and outdated bits. At best, it's "quaint." They won't, and can't, appreciate them the way we did.
I wonder how much of this is Boomer-envy, growing up in their shadow as they made their pop culture into the pop culture for decades. Why can't we have a shot at cultural hegemony, some of my cohort may ask. Should we really want that, I reply.
And even we, who grew up with these things, cannot now look at them with the same unjaded, unjudging eyes. We're different people now. We have experience and context we didn't. We know where some trends will lead and how some things will fail. We know the promises that will be broken. We look at fresh smiling faces on magazine covers and see the sick, the old, the dead.
Don't tease me with the suggestion the things I loved will ever be loved, or even thought of, by another generation. Don't tease me with the idea that I can step into that river twice. Don't tease me by saying I can be young again.
Our time is done; the world, or at least the spotlight, belongs to others now. We should let them have it. (Eventually it won't be a choice, so we should try to be more graceful than the Boomers about it.)
The notion that one day the things you loved will come back into style and be genuinely, not ironically, appreciated by millions again... it's a seductive idea, but ultimately flawed. This generation, and those to come, aren't going to care about our pop culture; they've already got their own. It's theirs, they're into it, they know it inside and out, they love it, just as we did ours. When they look at ours, they see only the silly and outdated bits. At best, it's "quaint." They won't, and can't, appreciate them the way we did.
I wonder how much of this is Boomer-envy, growing up in their shadow as they made their pop culture into the pop culture for decades. Why can't we have a shot at cultural hegemony, some of my cohort may ask. Should we really want that, I reply.
And even we, who grew up with these things, cannot now look at them with the same unjaded, unjudging eyes. We're different people now. We have experience and context we didn't. We know where some trends will lead and how some things will fail. We know the promises that will be broken. We look at fresh smiling faces on magazine covers and see the sick, the old, the dead.
Don't tease me with the suggestion the things I loved will ever be loved, or even thought of, by another generation. Don't tease me with the idea that I can step into that river twice. Don't tease me by saying I can be young again.
Our time is done; the world, or at least the spotlight, belongs to others now. We should let them have it. (Eventually it won't be a choice, so we should try to be more graceful than the Boomers about it.)
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Date: 2012-02-20 06:27 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2012-03-01 07:37 am (UTC)Scared the hell out of me, and I was (putatively) straight.
So there was that, on top of the nuclear sword of Damocles hanging over my head the whole decade. Fun times!