Our generation can't cut the mustard

I can hear the brutes closing in. All around us and nowhere. And I'm not really sure who they are — not all of them anyway. But they seem to be speaking for our generation, our struggle (if there is one), our culture, our ideas and art. I'm reminded of Poltergeist; that Spielberg flick with the creepy little girl who says, "They're here." She refers to them as the "TV people," and maybe that's what we should call them. Or rather, the "internet people."

Everyday, I'm finding it harder and harder to identify with any group, cause, belief or even (and especially) my own generation. I don't know if we've simply drowned each other out in this primordial sea of voices we've created, or if everyone has reached such obsession with independent thought, we can no longer identify with anyone but ourselves as individuals. I think we are all becoming sociopaths, slowly.