No-one Here but us Scary Wierdoes

Who would willingly subject themselves to scarring, piercing, burning and injecting? A prof of mine once said if you want to have some fun, climb into a packed elevator and scream at the top of your lungs, because, well, you know what you're doing. Projecting a wierd persona follows much the same lines. Imagine the insights that Marilyn Manson has about the human condition. He can watch everything from behind a mask and a costume.

I have wasted very brief moments of my channel-surfing existence watching extreme makeover shows. It surprises me how surprised these women are. They talk about the increased confidence, and how much better they feel about themselves. But no-one mentions the removal of honesty. No-one talks about the costume that people have inserted into their bodies, or the permanent psychological changes that accompany it. Once you've got those implants and dental veneers, what do you do with them? Sure you've got confidence baby, but how long can you keep up with yourself. And anyway, just how noble is it that you've done all that "only for yourself"?

Now get this: in a recent interview a walking human spectacle said that we're only seeing the very beginning. He believes that people will begin modding their bodies, removing parts of their organs that seem to be extraneous, and streamlining bodily functions. Add to that the many jokes that people are making about surgically implanting electronic devices like cell phones. I'm not laughing. I mean for some people they may as well be implanted already, they're so removed from their daily reality.

So many people are so passionately chasing after the wind, looking for the next wagon to clamber on, doing whatever it takes to prevent life from feeling old. The rebel in me is getting a thrill out of just being where and who I am, as hard as I can.