dirtbags are winning, again.
riding the train pretty much everyday for the last three weeks, i have noticed many things, one in particular, people have let themselves go. women, specifically, wow. kinda heart-breaking. men always sort of ride the fence when it comes to letting-go, i’m just saying the ratio to babes vs. unbabes intrigued me in a depressing way.
remember when being a yuppie was in, say, mid-90s, it was all about cigars, martinis and pretending you were on allie mcbeal then there was a switch early 2000-2002 when it all changed, the dirtbags claimed it all, work a little, play twice as hard, when all the 9-5er yuppies were breaking their backs working overtime to make their beamer payments meanwhile their ladies are out banging greasy chuck taylored dicks, haha, yuppies.
then there was a who cares period, no one really paid attention to anything and now, i see, it’s back in the hands of the dirtbags, cos these ten-fifteen years ago yuppies are cruising in their forties now, and their faces show it, bodies, clothes, they’ve given up the dream, the spark and joy is gone.
sure they may hit the town here and there, but they seem like caricatures of their former selves, ie. dancefloor at the drake,
this isn’t exactly hard-hitting news i know, it just made me kinda sad for them, no one seems happy, work now, relax later type deal.
i’m happy the way i have it, i will never change, would never trade my life for those who tell me “get a real job” – why? so i can have a mortgage, high-blood pressure and a dumpy ass? no thanks.
one irony is, some of you dudes are yuppies or were, and you hit MY blog daily, for escape, enjoyment, whatever, and some do snap at me and get crotchety and bitter, but why? why should i or anyone be lashed out against for YOUR choice of career and/or lifestyle? i don’t get it.
seeing other people enjoy themselves and the paths they have chosen really pisses some people off, it’s like THAT COULD HAVE BEEN ME i guess.
anyway.
i interned for a magazine when i was 17 and commuted everyday from ‘sauga to toronto, it killed me, but i was sort of awed by the corporate world, the professionals, like wow I WANT THAT TOO.
lucky that didn’t last very long.
merkley???: yuppies made me really sad last night
me: oh why
merkley???: like i really got bummed
me: they bum me hard
and they think that they dont
merkley???: well they love me — but they are so empty and shallow
like you think that everyone is wonderful deep inside but its not true
they are actually empty and even bad
me: they’re ordinary
yet assume otherwise
HEY HAVE YOU HEARD OF THAT SONG BY GREEN DAY
merkley???: dangerously insecure and unaware
me: etc
so you encountered some last nite?
merkley???: yeah — the newest club here for the yuppies used my photos as the table tops
they actually look really good
big etc
fancy place etc
so i’m on perm guest list
and i know some of the yuppies
but they really do bum me out
they are so money driven
me: yes
i was hoping for some specific dirt
merkley???: and they all talk shit about each other
no last night i just had a depressing epiphany about them all
this yuppie girl was trying to climb down my pants but it was only because she wanted to hurt this other yuppie girl i’m friends with
they are all so awful even to each other
competition — back stabbing etc
all about social ladder climbiing
me: yeah they can shittalk their pals easy
merkley???: like they really see people as opportunities
as a way to get what they want
this one financial guy was there
i’ve known him for a while
but he really depressed me
he only cares about success
i was telling him i dont need a dollar more than i have and he was looking at me like i was totally full of shit
like the idea was completely foreign to him
me: yeah you tell them something original they think they are the one to jump in and spin it like it’s a whole new idea
like buddy today is YOUR lucky day
merkley???: oh man — the lame conversations were one after another last night
me: snore
merkley???: i was really just thinking “can these people really be this shallow?”
me: there’s good shallow and there’s bad shallow
like talking about coolness, that’s good
merkley???: the good shallow is funny
the bad is depressing and real
me: yeah
merkley???: right
caring about cool and fashion is all good fun
and honestly its evidence of a good person
me: it’s good to be confident but assuming you have the world in your pocket is this close to mental illness
merkley???: people who care about coolness are givers
me: yep
merkley???: people very concerned with adding to the pile
thats why i like fashion kids
they are pressing forward
the yuppies just STEAL
they wait for someone else to have a good idea
me: i know
merkley???: then they wait to make sure its safe
then they tweak it a little and file the appropriate papers
me: i love when they tell me something i knew about already like it is inside info
merkley???: yeah
way snore
me: if it’s on tv then it’s safe
merkley???: but they congratulate each other on their thefts
me: dont get me started on pink shirts
they think they are revolutionary cos they wear pink
merkley???: yeah it’s gross
me: i have heard I AM COMFORTABLE IN MY SEXUALITY a million times
is that sewn into the tag of every male pink shirt?
merkley???: ha
they
are
bad
people
me: i am eating a banana
HEY GUYS I LIKE BANANAS
i am walking a dog
I LIKE DOGS
merkley???: whoa you admit that?
me: I KNOW, OUT THERE
it might catch on
merkley???: you dont give a fuck
me: full-on
merkley???: thats why i like you
me: look out kids
merkley???: BALLS
me: i think i’m going to bring kites back next
also yuppies are big on infidelity too, that’s another hateful thing about them
merkley???: yes
