Hipsterism rant

Hello, I'm a "geek", nerd. I wear glasses and I like collecting things. I wear t shirts with Geek written on it whilst giving everyone a shot of my cleavage. I like classic rock and have strong tendencies to being weird. Welcome my friends to the generation of the Hipster!

I believe I may have written about this before. A definition of a hipster is someone who follows the latest trends. So why is it that, being a "geek" is suddenly cool? People pride themselves on being "geeks" now. I'm 23 years old so, not that old that I'm out of touch with the world so I apologize for the start of the next sentence...When I was younger, If you were a "geek", you were generally looked down upon. "Go read a book nerd! Playing computer games? On facebook on the time? Go out and play", are some of the slurs which I heard being said to "geeks".

This is mostly a rant but, why don't you people go out and do something productive with your lives? It's all good being a "geek" and being cool and being a sheep but don't then, don't come to me and sprout some Che Guevara quote or wear his t-shirts and protest against whatever your friends are protesting against. I find this really repulsive that people find pride from thinking that, being different is cool and then go post a picture of themselves on instagram giving a peace sign. This is literally an anger rant because it really frustrates me. How the fuck can you be different then be an attention seeking sheep by saying, "LOOK AT ME, I'M DIFFERENT TO EVERYONE".

The counter to this is of course, I'm pretty much doing the same thing. I may not be saying I'm different but considering I'm writing about how people think being different is cool, the smart amongst you will probably know, I'm really against it.

Be different yes, sure, but don't fucking shove it in my face and think that you're not the same as every other zombie out there by posting it on facebook, twitter or whatever.

Rant done.

Mass confusion...Spoon fed it seems.

Billboard Advertisement: Don't follow the trend. Get the London look.

Therefore, we must stop following what everyone else is doing and follow a look designed and manufactured from a metropolis city and be like them instead...If you live in London, one would believe you are exempt from this. Being different has now become a trend? Yes! Not being like everyone has become the 'in' thing to do! Because you know, being normal is too mainstream, or however it's plastered on internet memes by trolls.

Being a nerd with whacky hair who does random things is like, the craze! It's beautiful actually. Giving people who had no confidence the exposure of actually being cool. I bet they're so happy! Fitting in is all they ever wanted, surely? (Don't call me Shirley) EVEN...to my disgust I must admit this, being cynical and indifferent to things which are 'mainstream' are the cool thing to be involved in! This saddens me deeply. I was so happy...being afar and judging people without knowing them, being the 'arsehole'. Now, you hipsters have taken it away from me. You're all there, wearing your tight jeans with your Ramones t-shirt, listening to indie music. Not hardcore 'coz you know, it's too much...

Don't despair though! It's not as if the world is going to be run by idiots in the future... I mean, these rebels and flower kissers are all studying important things. Economy, Culture and Tourism, English and all other important subjects. So, one day they will sell out and become live everyone else...

Oh no...

Sell out is a taboo...Can't say that...I must be bitter or, must not like money or worse...

Rant over.

Am I lonely? Or, do I prefer to be alone?

I sit her writing to you, playing Football Manager, listening to Threads by Now,Now with my dog sitting between my legs. I am in my room, alone...I've been alone pretty much all afternoon. My mum and her husband are here but, we haven't spoke much, utterances here and there. I don't hate social interaction, some would say, I'm actually the life of the party when I'm in my groove. Throwing out jokes as if I was Robin Hood and I have returned from my latest conquest. To be honest, this doesn't happen much, I tend to keep myself to myself.  Moreover, when I was at working at a secondary school, as a teacher...Yep... I was in a crowd of people, all of them friendly enough with conversation or, what passes for conversation between a 43 year old father and a 23 year old nomad. I managed to keep the conversation flowing. Though I may not have a lot in common with 40 somethings, I have intelligence on a various amount of topics to satisfy the need of talking during breaks and whatnots.  Even at clubs or, in the middle of an oil orgy, where I actually enjoy being,  I tend to feel alone and thoroughly bored. This raises the question, am I lonely or, do I prefer being alone?

Ever since one was a tall child, I've really enjoyed sitting by myself, not doing anything in particular. It's not as though my head was enthused deeply into something that I wouldn't respond to anyone, It's just, I suppose, if someone goes into their space, with their door closed people would assume, they want to be alone. They are therefore known as shun-ins, anti social, why? I just don't really enjoy talking for the sake of it. I enjoy reasoning and rationales. I'm not going to go to the kitchen and begin talking about whether the sausages are cooked properly, why should I? Not to appear anti social? What's the reason behind that exactly? People have become so afraid of silence as if it were a taboo. We condition ourselves to have conversation, rather than listen to just our own generous heart beating...perish the thought!

Amongst foes, admirers, friends, family or foes, animals and the occasional Maltese person my feelings of loneliness tend to differ. As I said previously, I am sitting with my dog, he listens and doesn't say stupid things...the perfect person. At family gatherings, I tend to go within myself. My girlfriend says it's because, I'm not giving them a chance to get to know me is the reason why, I stay quiet and don't talk to me. My response is given with 23 years of experience behind it. They've know me, they bare me for my mothers sake and utter the same old questions. You understand Maltese but don't speak it right? When are you going to stop growing? Those two questions fucking haunt me. You'd think being conditioned small talk, one would be able to listen and be able to remember the answer the this question which, I have given on numerous occasion...Yep and I stopped when I was 18. People will say that is a blunt response to a friendly question I will retort with 23 years repeating myself.

Am I lonely or, do I want to be alone?

When I am alone, am I lonely? When I am lonely, am I alone?

You must love your own company before you are able to accept anyone else's in saying that, being on your own sometimes, brings out the worse in you. You start thinking all kinds of heinous thoughts. I've had those heinous thoughts, even acted on them a couple of times. That being said, I will never bow down to social, family pressure .

I am alone right now, I am happy. I hope when reading this, you are just happy, whether it's alone or with a loved one. Whether you are an introvert/extrovert, love being bombarded by harassing pop ups on Facebook or texts. Or, like me, have turned your phone off and are just browsing the net without intention. I implore you, think about that when you are around people, if you are being forced to be around people to speak. Conversely, just being given shit because you are alone in your room a lot. Am I lonely because I am alone or, do I just want to be alone?

It's all about the hype...Don't believe the hype.

Hello readers. Looking back, I wrote in this last two years ago. In the period since, it's been a series of lows, vertical lines and sharp drops followed by underdog highs. In any event, I am back to hopefully write for good.

Why am I back?

To be honest, I've been toying with blogging for a while just, I never knew what I had to say that would be interesting or relevant. I'm not a political satirist. I'm not a sofa/bed/car football enthusiast (I am but, there are so many football blogs, what's the point) What I am. I am witty, I've been lead to believe that is. I'm quite clever...Again as the previous sentence, I've been lead to believe this. I hope at least, if you are reading this, you believe I can at make the time that passes, different to staring at a blank wall.

Right now, I'm listening to a song by my friend and rap artist Lowkey (I shall post the link below) It's called, When I die. The lyrics are quite hard hitting. When I die, what will be left? What I am leaving behind as a legacy. Who's life am I touching?

 In this blog, I will just talk about the life of a 23 year old...With no particular life direction, just wanting to be free...Maybe, having a different/wrong/right opinion on things. I'm quite a cynic so, you may find that entertaining. I listen to different types of music so maybe, one can get that from this blog.

So, why ever you are reading this. Whether you're my friend and you're just being nice. A bored person just looking around, or my mum (Hi Mum) I hope you will get something from it...Just knowing you're not alone and that someone is literally writing for you, for me at least, is a cool thing

This is just a short intro to me really...As you can see, a lot of rambling (That's pretty much what I do) I dunno how often I'll be able to update things but, I will be writing here, with my views/sarcastic opinions/stupid ideology and occasional song/porn reference.

Peace and harmony.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YYCTG-4dlCU

By a man

Should writers be invisible?  As Brian Aldiss said, “A writer should say to himself, not, how can I get more money, but how can I reach more readers? “  I agree with this statement. Money has a way of turning heads and I doubt any writer just writes to make money or to be famous. Writers aren’t like footballers or singers, with their pre parties, post parties, fast cars and faster women. Surely there should be a bit more class or finesse when it comes to writing. Imagine if you will, Jane Austin, coming out of a taxi, with a see through dress on, no underpants, discussing her stint in rehab.  I understand that in order to sell copies of your book, you have to go out, attend interviews and meet the fans. I mean, for most writers, selling books is their way of making a living - even writers need to put food on the table. In saying that, I throw in the Banksy card! A brilliant unknown artist, no-one knows who he/she is, yet, I’m pretty sure he/she is the most famous artist of our time. To end on a snobby note, if Miss A Lady is still famous today (when she was well known in the 1800s)... well, If it’s good enough for Jane Austin, its good enough for me.

Written by Hugh Jazz aka Ben Dover aka Justin Case aka Master Bates aka Warren Peace aka Neil Lee-Dun aka Neil down aka Eric Shon aka Chris Peacock aka Crystal Clear (only on weekends).

What inspires me as a writer?

Inspiration, writes Chuck Palahniuk in a daily telegraph article, "needs disease, injury, madness." Sounds about right from where I'm standing. I've broken my ankle (after getting hit by a car), had to live with an alcoholic father and a disappearing mother; experimented with tons of drugs, had my best friend die in my arms, lived homeless for a little while so as my father nor the police could find me (for reasons I don't deem necessary to proclaim) and last but not least, I decided to come to university, the activity which appropriately stands out. So what inspires me? All of the above, to steal a line from Blade Runner "I've seen things you wouldn't believe". Thats not to sound arrogant or portray the image of an idiot saying " look what I've done in my life you boring nimrods", its just to say, I have lived a particularly full life of someone at the ripe old age of 21. I have been inspired by my mistakes, mistakes which I repeated and repeated until finally, I learnt something from it, stored it in my long term memory with the hope that one day, I would be able to write it down! I don't however, get inspired by books. Sure, I'll be able to learn techniques and crafts of no doubt brilliant writers but, I find myself stuck on my rebel nature to do things my way and my arrogance to say, its been done before, why the heck should I do it?