17 December 2010

Editorial: Is America Craving Low Brow Culture?


ok, so...something less emotive. i'm trying something new, some of my more topical editorial writing to live on the blog. hope the few ghosts out there reading this enjoy...


While trapped at an American airport reading the Economist, I am beginning to ponder :

Is America craving Low Brow Culture?

In the article “A Question of Character” from 11-17 Dec’s Economist magazine, the author reflects on sociologist Geoffrey Gorer’s assertions that parenting needs content, contact and “tough love”. As Britain has attempted to narrow the poverty and social mobility gap in recent decades, programs like “Sure Smart” for under-fives as an example, have not improved social mobility. Frank Field, a Labour MP noted that “We are the first generation in human history that has not compelled fathers to support their children, usually by living with the other.” In a way, I agree, but I think there is more at play here.

Not only are parents not supporting their children, these parents are spending more time seeking approval from their children in relation to car and gaming system purchases, social networking and ambiguous behaviors that break all “age-appropriate” bounds. Parents are empowering their children to choose, to indulge, to be amateurs in their own right, and are thus empowering themselves to follow suit. It seems that in the last decade, the so-called civilized world is craving and demanding low-brow lives.

American retail giant Wal-Mart opened a high-end concept store in Plano, TX in an attempt to break from their discount roots and capture a more up-market customer. While some wine and niche food items spiked sales, Wal-Mart’s attempts at higher-end clothing and other merchandise were, as WalmartWatch’s “Wal-Mart in Crisis” report puts it, “poorly executed” and were not embraced by existing or new consumers.

Expenditure habits seems to reflect a move beyond mere “casual” living. Within fashion we have seen the rise of the Juicy Couture sweatsuit, now memorialized at the V&A museum, and the evolution of comfort-conscious (socially oblivious) Crocs footwear from medical wear to shopping mall wear. The past 15 years have shown tailoring and business attire deteriorate beyond business casual to sloppy jeans and a free polo-neck shirt.More and more, Americans seems to be craving low-brow comfort.

As Americans and their counterparts in other “civilized” nations have lost some of their collective shame and embraced buying things cheaply, demanding cheap prices and not caring whether or not these purchases or experiences last more than a day, we have transferred much of this cocktail of consumption fervor and cultural apathy to other aspects of life. Living a life akin to animated oafs Homer Simpson and Peter Griffin is edging towards social success. Early retirement with no plan or pension, taking a year off from college to feel uninhibited by responsibility, raising children without guidance or restraints, seeking fame without personal enrichment; the list goes on in directions that point to our collective desire to be sub-par.

So where has this low-brow culture come from and where, if it can get off the couch, is it going? It seems that as life has become ever more “real”, our willful suspension of disbelief is deteriorating, no longer promising a happy life where hard work and good intentions can shield one from life’s ills. Life is real. War and debt and death and depression are real. Divorce, spousal-support payments, idiot bosses and gas prices are realities we can no longer escape by planning a better life we can never quite reach. In some ways, the desire for low brow life comes on the heels of this reality check. We have shifted from star-gazers to lawn-trimmers, controlling only what can be controlled in life, lowering our standards to ensure we never taste failure or defeat. Where is this lack of ambition, risk and self-respect headed? I fear, mainly downhill for a while. As the economic slow-down and a still lingering loss of consumer confidence loom, Americans may be embracing low brow life for a few years to come.

Binge drinking, football, Blue Collar comedy, plastic shoes that would flip your poor grandmother in her grave...these are all manifestations of a culture set on lowering its standards to guarantee contentment. The real question is: can this low brow culture be all bad if it truly does bring a new simplicity and sense of happiness to the masses? If ambition fails at the cost of contentment, what will our world, our lives, our friends and colleagues sound and look like in the future? Will we pull ourselves up by out bootstraps, or will we languidly scuff about in our Crocs and yoga-pants? Will cheddar cheese and BluRay become high brow amid the descent into comfort? Only time, and the wear and tear of our sweatsuits will tell...


images from lauren gregg, designworklife and 9gag all via ffffound

16 December 2010

sentimental regression


heading home tomorrow for the first time since the move...excited to be around loved ones but not sure how to feel otherwise. since i arrived in london i have been in a bubble: no work, no familiar comforts, no consistent friendly faces from the past...i have been rogue and alone and exploring and feeling around in the dark. before i got here, i had dreamed of living in this city, romanticizing london with each visit, etching its history and charm onto the back of my eyelids. before i left home i felt excited and nervous about the concept that i might never really come back.

having been here now for a few months, it is not what i expected, not in any way. "if i move back" has slowly transformed to "when i move back" and i'm not sure how to feel about that. i am having fun, i am being intellectually challenged, i am getting what i have been asking for, but i worry that going home will make all the unexpected hurdles of london seem that much higher when i return.

i'm trying to assimilate, to understand the people here, to appreciate their different perspective, to be a quiet observer, not a judgmental fat loud hillbilly american. i truly am trying. since i have been here, i have been visited by some friends from the states, and being back with them made me feel alive again, like myself again, and i miss them the minute they are gone.

i guess i miss ME the minute they are gone...

maybe when i'm home, in some sordid twist of fate, i'll miss london.

12 December 2010

define possible...

possibilities play tough with a vaguely competitive landscape...

possibilities linger around every corner and paint colors on my tongue every day. but are any of them truly possible? truly viable? achievable? acceptable? a manifestation of contentment and the evidence of drive and dedication? or are they all an exercise? or...to provoke you, reader, you precious single soul, do these possibilities simply beget endless questions of self?

today, boredom has revealed some rather pressing possibilities. with any great brain wave, the mingled tastes of freedom and fear swirl together...

these possibilities present themselves as a move forward hiding regression inside. i have always felt the need to move forward, move on, up, away, into the abyss, and have feared the settled existence of guarantees and repetitive responsibility. but i am beginning to see faint glimpses of meaning and happiness in bits of regression, in bits of admitting when it becomes ok to stay still, to drift back ever-so-slightly.

to move forward, must we look back?


images, inevitably stolen from my favorite thiefs : haw-lin