The annual visit from the fountain-side preacher that everyone loves to hate has come and gone once again, and all we’re left with are these two chicks dressed in red yelling “Hail Satan!” Every year, an inquisitive crowd of students lingers in a giant circle shouting sassy questions at the man, eagerly waiting to roll their eyes amidst his retort. Do the arm-crossing agnostics think that after 30 years of repeat visits he’ll suddenly become enlightened to the beliefs of a 20-something liberal arts major? No. The same goes with entertainment biases. Do I think that after a few issues of Seeds you’re going to run home and wipe Little Wayne from your hard drive and throw away both of your copies of “The Hangover”? No. People tend to hug the cat they know the best. New idiom? Forget it.
Photo illustration by Dylan Bliss.
Either way, I don’t like to use the term ignorance. Most “ignorant” people are “unaware”(similes!) of true meaning of the word. I’ll say that they just haven’t been exposed to some of the tastier treats available to them. he more these networks expand, the less treasure hunting we’ll have to do to enjoy these morsels. So, let’s not crowd around and shout at each other about how much the other person’s music sucks (Gaga excluded); it’s not getting us anywhere. I hope that ours, along with the talents of many other blogs and publications, can simply give you something to enjoy with your friends, or maybe even by yourself while you wait for your boyfriend to call you back after he gets done “studying” with that Ashley chick.
As always, I welcome emails from aspiring writers, critics and naysayers.
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