tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204169782007-04-12T15:11:12.717-07:00The Youth of The FutureBrizzing the chairhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15138407894378607272noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20416978.post-1136182094244680342006-01-01T21:10:00.000-08:002006-01-01T22:08:14.253-08:00First PostSo I'm obviously new at this, so what. Feel free to point out any typo's seeing as kid's half my age are twice as fast as me. I think that this will start off as a way to express myself and the more feedback I get the better the blog will be. Now I am trying to aim the general subject of this blog to provide insight to the readers of the minds of todays children. For example: why does there music sound like crap to some people and music to others? I think that on a basic level they can tell when one track starts and ends when more are introduced. Different people can can keep track of a different number of tracks. (as retarded as that sounds). The most basic level of this is the crappy techno sounds that new people to the web are always publishing. Rant: Okay I will go off on random tangents marked by the large rant sign before and ended by an end sign in likewise manner and I will return to the subject. So, about the techno, these people usually have no background in music whatsoever. Nevertheless, under the guise of crappy psuedonyms like "Cyber-worm" and dare I say it "Ultra hacker", publish songs that wouldn't entertain a mentally-challenged two year old. End: so there's my first rant. Kid's can keep in mind that there is a guitar playing and some beeping and the drums have just changed and the the base is going steady and the singer is droning on. Now I think that I should provide a introduction to the blog I am attempting. I hope i get noticed, just like any blogger, but the last thing that i want is some pysch professor to have his class analyzing my mind, like i read about in some magazine somewhere. A lot of young people are rebels even though they don't know what that means, they wanna be "hard-core" and a real "punk" although they don't realize that the original people are sixty-something with white hair, think our music is bad and are more concerned with their arthritis than "rebelling against the system". But teens today are so used to the concept that you should be, and cool people are rebels, that they never stop to think about what a rebel is or what a rebel really stands for or even Why are they a rebel?! No, society waits for no one, and nothing and if history has shown it never, ever stops to think. Even geniuses in their field make horrid mistakes. Did for example, General Lee during the Civil War take the time to notice that walking circa 2,000 yards uphill in broad daylight<em> into fire </em>would be a bad idea? No. Nor do simple-minded children think that ideas a previous generation adored and uplifted would not be the same subscriptions the world needed. How about this. A samll time grocer in a poor part of russia realizes that he may be doing better than his fellow men but his children, which he cares for most dearly, are not going anywhere unless he gets to america. America! The promised land of opprotunity, money and movie stars! Igor, his name, decides he will cut his expenses save up and move. Months pass his children are doing will in their english lessons. And finally they move after sucessfully finding the apartment he was promised they settle down. But they are confused. Igor has no reason to see why his fello employees at Ralph's don't seem so happy. Or why children fight with their parents constanly or why Inna his daughter wants to wear what everyone else is wearing and why they seem so immodes to him. Or why parents of kids he meets are dressed exaclty the opposite of their kids. Or why boys walk around wiht their parents on their thighs. He's confused, and with every family he meets he gets more confused until he realizes that it is popular for the teenagers to go against the grain of everything else. But why? That and more coming up next when im bored enough with 227 channels to remember I've got a really small audience that is waiting for me to spout more drivel, ah the life of the unemplyed. Until next time, don't lick frozen flag poles.<br />Brizzing the ChairBrizzing the chairhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15138407894378607272noreply@blogger.com