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My social circle in high school (85-89) was nerds & dweebs & band geeks and drama queers. We took art classes, read poetry, and listened to the Smiths. We took our geeky girl dates to museums, and we talked about our feelings. Yes, jocks pushed us into lockers and sometimes put us into trash cans. Burnouts and metalheads occasionally beat us up, but usually there was a bit of an outcast-to-outcast détente.
Then we went to artsy colleges, put on sensitive-guy poses, scored weed, and we totally got lucky with the libertine art-school chicks with the nose rings. They dug that we could read and we were willing to cry; we prided ourselves on not being macho in the same way as the jocks who had just recently stuffed us into lockers.
That's the mythology anyways. Now, looking back, I don't think it was anywhere near that simple. "Sensitive guy" is just another mask, indeed it can be just another tool of privilege and power, if the only reason you're putting it on is to get into the pants of a cool artsy chick.
― up jump the bougie (Ye Mad Puffin), Monday, April 4, 2016 4:00 PM (one year ago) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink
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