80s Child

It's the 80s again. Can't you see it? Another decade of bad music, fashion motivated by the gaudy, overt drug influence, big hair and fitness obsession, economic decline, an undefined youth waiting haplessly for the next cultural or technological revolution to free them from certain misery.

The only love songs are love lost.  All of art is pain, suffering or escapism. Life imitates art and so do corporations. Every corporation profits from our dissatisfaction, so ask yourself urbanite, how many times you've used the phrase 'the world' in a positive light. No, the economy is fueled by hipsters, and so are the airwaves.

Science is commoditized - get me more terabytes, faster, wherever I am. We beg for more info, but less content.  Your next favourite, lifechanging book is a smaller file than this week's #1 single, but have you made any room for it on your phone, tablet, laptop, weekly schedule, brainspace? Or did you use that bandwidth to power through that old TV series you knew wasn't all that great which is why you never made the time to watch it live in the first place. And we were born in that generation, we are 80s children. When we loved tv, we found the time to sit at the alter of entertainment because it was precious.

What's precious anymore? Do you fill up your weekends or use them? You ask yourself, and maybe even tell yourself, casually, what you would do with more time. But you already have it. Today! Everyday! Would you tell yourself what you would do with a million dollars if you had a million dollars? Don't blame the high-fructose diet, you insulated yourself.  It's easier to have a million dollars and tell yourself what you would do if you just had a billion dollars, than to make use of the million.  Well life is a lottery you've already won, of about 2.5 billion minutes. Enough time to go out there and prove the hipsters wrong and change two lives for the better - yours and someone else. 'The World' is on the buddy system, and if we all help 2 people today, things can be better before this decade ends.