I met up with my ex last week. When she broke up with me, it really broke my brain. But I was able to say to her “having a typically attractive* girlfriend opened doors for me with the beautiful middle class people I was always trying to fit in with, and when you left me those doors slammed shut.” It was nice to just voice it out after all these years and put all the weird recrimination behind.

I sorta wonder what the younger comrades feel. I grew up before the internet, in the 80s when we actually believed that everyone was going to be middle class. Back when I was a kid, every TV show and movie was about trying to get into the cool people group. Life from school to through uni through the early naughts felt like everyone was angling to get in the in-group.

I spent my 20s and 30s repeating the same cycle: meet a group of people, feel accepted, try really hard to be part of the group, then get burned from said normie group for various reasons. The older I got the harder I tried. Like guys, I GOTTA make this group work because I’m running out of time.

Now those same people are boring as fuck to me. I can barely maintain the emotional labour to listen to them. If you’re not marxist/anarchist, activist, vegan, and/or mask wearing, I can’t honestly force myself to talk to you. It does help that most of the normies outed themselves as sociopaths during COVID times. Most people who know me IRL probably think I’m cold. I make a real effort for the actual proles I meet tho.

I suspect you younger comrades probably figured it out much earlier than I did. But if you’re still searching, I hope this helps you out.

*Sorry I know that “typically attractive” can be problematic and arbitrary. In this story, I’m referring to the irrational standard enforced by the mainstream culture and media.

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    7 months ago

    I am 35 for context.

    I spent my youth trying to get the local hippies to like me. There used to be a lot of action and clandestine fun in that scene. Or so it seemed. I never really got accepted, but I kept showing up anyway and had a blast despite the cliquey aspect of it all.

    I recently had to take a few years off from the scene because of COVID, buying a house, getting married and shifting priorities. Well, I’ve been going back a bit now that things are settled and it was so eye opening to see what losers and scumbags were left.

    I’ve always thought that stuff like that was stuff you did to fill the space before you have real meaning in your life. There are still some weekend warriors like me who like to dip their toe back in, and they seem mostly alright, but the lifers will steal your face right off your head (to borrow from Grateful Dead lyrics) and it’s just sad to see all of the people who went all in and have no future.

    Like I said, I had a lot of fun, but I’m ready to move on and be happy with the life I’ve built. A lot of hippies are trying to escape something. I focused on building a life I didnt have to escape from.

    There’s truth in the saying “hippies are mean people pretending to be nice, and punks and metalheads are nice people pretending to be mean”

    Just my two cents