Olivia Ikuma
I Am Not My Generation
With every generation comes a new label. We have now merged into the new generation known as generation 'why?' or iGeneration. Though this name hits the mark accurately, there are some of us that wander away from this classification. I am one of those wanderers; the few that aren't self-obsessed, living off technology, and trying to get us named Generation Sex.
With every generation comes a new label. We have now merged into the new generation known as generation 'why?' or iGeneration. Though this name hits the mark accurately, there are some of us that wander away from this classification. I am one of those wanderers; the few that aren't self-obsessed, living off technology, and trying to get us named Generation Sex.
'Me' and 'I' are probably the two words that can confirm someone's self-centeredness. If someone is giving a speech and they begin almost every sentence with one of those two words, don't bother listening to their speech about saving the environment or trying to stop terrorists. They don't even care about those bluffs. If they could marry the spotlight, they would. It seems that nowadays, people can only think about themselves. In third-world countries such as Burma or Somalia, people don't know if they will wake up to chronic hunger or deathly disease. My friends wake up to worrying if their Longchamp purse will match their new Rugby polo or if their iTouch will fit in the pocket of their tight jeans. While I sit here chewing on the rest of my protein bar, I remember five minutes back at lunch where people occasionally picked at their delicious-enough looking sandwich and eventually dumped the rest of their lunch in the overflowing trash can. They probably didn't think twice about even other people in the lunch room who couldn't afford the whopping $2.75 for a single slice of pizza. At the end of a hefty meal where my potatoes are sadly waiting to enter my digestive system just like the salad had, I get a sore feeling at the pit of my stomach that reminds me not to take more than I can eat and to store any leftovers. This sets me apart from the iGeneration. Though the people of this generation are identified as being self-absorbed, I seem to steer away from the stuck up behavior.
'Hey buddy, I miss you.' 'Same, I'll ttyl. Bye.' It's sad that this is what a conversation is known as nowadays. So what happened to the old-fashioned way of calling up an old friend or sending a thoughtful letter to a pal? Well, technology upgraded a lot. I mean a lot. Cell phones, iPods, laptops, everything has turned into texting and emailing and internet. By just typing in one word into Google, millions of inputs to the subject pop up within seconds. All this technology tends to get on my nerves though. When I'm having a one on one conversation with someone, I am about ready to claw out their eyes when they decide to cut me off by pulling out their rhinestone studded flip phone. Is it really necessary to check if anyone has texted them with news that just couldn't wait until we were done talking? The constant beeping and vibrating that rings in my ears from school to work practically drives me insane. Also, the new line of technology of the iPods and iPhones are bringing along with them cheap, uncultured music. I don’t buy all the top selling pop songs on iTunes because the songs are all repetitive. The more people buy iPods, the more music needs to be produced, and less thought is put into them. As technology continues to expand, my praise for it continues to decline.
We have become a sexualized generation. There is no doubt about it if you look at all the advertisements, the famous icons, or just around your school. In previous years, this situation still existed; it just wasn’t broadcasted like it is now. Walking into the mall, store windows and bags have pictures of half nude models on them, which I feel is sending the wrong message. Aren’t they trying to sell clothes and not the models? It’s not just in advertising, it is also the people who are thought to be teen idols such as Britney Spears or the Pussycat Dolls. It seems that the more offensive and vulgar dance moves they perform and the less clothes they wear amplifies their fame. This backwards system pushes me towards listening to the less popular bands that don’t get caught up in all the Hollywood drama. However, Hollywood isn’t the only place where this crude behavior exists. It happens in the hallways of our very own schools. The influences of the celebrities are beginning to rub off on young teenage kids. Girls walk around school with too-short mini skirts and bare legs. Guys strut down the hallways in their baggy pants that hang around their knees. People argue that these clothes are in fashion and are stylish, yet I disagree. Showing as much skin as possible isn’t tasteful nor appropriate for school. Furthermore, no one wants to witness couples slobbering all over each other between classes. It’s awkward for the bystander and embarrassing for the couple. The rudeness and selfishness of not caring about other peoples comfort is what makes PDA (public display of affection) disrespectful, especially in school. This generation is drifting along a sexually referenced course that isn’t dragging me along with it.
With the rapid growing rate of peoples’ selfishness, technology, and a sexualized generation, everything from the economy to peoples’ self esteem could crash and burn as fast as it was all built up. People that only think of themselves may end up lonely, as well as the sexually forward people. They won’t end up with a true sense of fulfillment in their life since everything was superficial. Since people rely on technology with their heart and soul, if it were to suddenly collapse, people would be left with nothing. Consequently, the security I feel since I have moved beyond this generation keeps me satisfied with knowing that I am not a part of the generalizations of this era.