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Today I have a rant. I will try to keep it short and, if possible, clear.
I went shopping with my mother - it was a disgraceful idea, but that's another story - and I met some persons I used to know from my high school era. It was honestly shocking, to see all these girls of my age with their children, and husbands, too. Choosing products and complaining about prices and the fact their kids were too difficult to please while filling their caravan of trolleys. Some of them used to be the "beautiful girl everybody wants to date" type, now they are sort of disfigured, obese and dull in their appearance. Some others just look like the kind of tyrannical wives treating their husbands, utterly spineless beings, like trash or, in the best cases, idiots. The others, the ones who preferred career or whatever to a family, behave like embarassing clones of these "Sex and the City" females in search for they don't even know what.
I must be stupid, really. No... really. I'm still playing the teenager, I still watch Donald Duck and browse the toys department in stores. I still dress with the same style of 10 years ago, in fact I still have some clothes and shoes I used to have back then, and I'm not able to pretend and to reach compromising solutions. I don't know what is "suitable", I don't buy presents for people I don't care about just because it's good manners, I don't read womens and fashion magazines, and I don't drive also because it makes people turn into bloodthirsty zombies. When, if ever, will I learn to grow up? My mother talks longingly of her friends' daughters and looks at other girls of my age after looking at me as if I were an alien.
I thought life could be glamorous and funny once. Of course now I''ve kinda rethought the whole question and I'm not that childish anymore. But why would anybody have to become a gloomy or dull version of the former self, this is really beyond me. and it seems there's no end to the process. With age you can only go worse. Because because... there are so many trivialities and dirty things in life you must learn to swallow pretending they've never happened. And you start having nightmares about the most horrid things, like paying bills, and opening a bank account without being in red after some time, and buying the object x before others do, and shopping in supermarkets is like getting ready for nuclear war everyday, with people pushing and shouting and launching vegetable bombs and trying to kick you out of their path to the check out. You don't know what you like anymore. Is that you or your transplanted brain liking that useless coffee pot that sings the last news and let you surf the web while it boils your water? I even doubt you know who you are anymore. Like that Peter Sellers' joke saying "There used to be a real me, but I had it surgically removed". And you know what, you really start feeling sucked in the whole trend, and you do want to resist, but you can't. If that's what the world dictates, that's what is expected from you. And if drinking too much sodas hasn't completely obliterated your sense of will and your memory hasn't sunk down in the most obscure recesses of your exhausted and apparently too empty wallet, then you may really feel baffled and lost.
I don't know what I was going to say anymore. That's another thing happening because because I drink too much Coke Zero - yes, it actually works! I have witnessed with my own eyes the Coca Cola company had schemed some amazingly far-seeing strategy to force machos into diet things they would normally never touch with a word "diet" printed on the label... I was saying, that's because aspartame has consumed by brain cells that I can't keep up with my own thoughs and statements. There must be some sort of global conspiracy to make us all senile before the natural vital process does, so we end forgetting everything and we smother ourselves in some binge of compulsive shopping or TV marathon.
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