Yesterday I was surfing on MySpace and I've found some profiles which were so distasteful and provocing that I started to think about self-expressionism.
I recognised a strong wave of need for self-expessionism in recent years. There have always been movements from which subcultures emerged with their own clothing-styles and slogens, they all had something to say and think about. But as I see in this great jungle formed by cities less and less people think that they can mark out from the crowd. In order to make themselves memorable, they start to create an outstanding outfit with studs, extreme colours, extreme hairstyles, plenty of badges and other things. It wouldn't be bad if it meant something real opposition under the surface. Instead most of these rebels decorate themselves with signs of opposition against oppression but without real values and principles. And without real opposition.
They are more like lost children who just can't find their values and places in the world. Kitchy wrecks without meaningful thoughts inside. Only educated minds can stand up for their rights, these exhibition-like teenagers only fight with their fears and perplexity.
Sometimes the more you want to show to the world from yourself, the less exists inside.
The finishing line is quite pessimist, but generally true, I'm afraid.