Monday, April 19, 2010

Back in the day when I was a little boy

Here, have some things I used to either want to be or want to do when I was young and ignorant. When I say young I generally mean from 10-14 years of age but some things stretched until I was 17. Awkwardly enough. Most of them reflect my current veiws in no way whatsoever and I sometimes wonder where on earth they came from. Infact looking back I'm quite disgusted by things I've said or supported or had any interest in outside of complaining how terrible they are.
In no particular order here are my childhood fancies and uneducated wants;
I had an utter fascination with war and guns, all helped along by frequent viewing of NCIS. I was so in love with Ari that I don't think I cared that he killed Kate... I wanted to be just like him and kill people for a living, yay! Yes, when I was older I was either going to be an assassin or a sniper, preferably the former because it seemed cooler. Taekwondo also helped to teach me the handyness of super fast ninja reflexes, totally necessary for my future career. Admittedly, I still find the idea kind of sexy, but it's the fault of the way the profession is depicted on television. I am totally anti war these days and shall be forevermore! This also contributes to my feeling of desperation at my younger self when I remember that I wanted to join the army reserve. Actually I think I really believed it'd be awesome exercise and I'd become agile (me = ridiculously clumsy, not so much now, very much then). I think that's the end of my I-was-raised-as-societies-idea-of-a-boy topics.
This one.... still is true in some ways. The film clip for Mandy Moore's song Candy (oh no!), when she's in her second floor/attic room. I wanted to live there. Slight obsession with american culture and the freedom of youth? She also had a window ledge seat. Yeah. It looked good except for that scene in the carpark. That was just lame and full of stupid gender stereotypes and binaries.
I used to dislike the whole idea of op shops and second hand clothing from strangers. Why!? It's all I buy these days.
The most horrifying of all is probably my ignorance in calling myself an anti-feminist. I based it on nothing and have completely seen the error of my ways. I used to fight with people who had something intelligent to say and had something to stand for when I had neither. I am reformed. Thank you gender studies.

Five's album - King Size. Realllllly wanted it but was too afraid to ask for it because it was cool haha! Like coke and mars bars, I didn't think I was cool enough for them either. Even when I had the chance I wouldn't dream of selecting them. Point is, I found that Five album at an op shop so I bought it and oh dear songs written by boy bands are songs full of sexism. It's worrying. Children listen to that shit. I think I may burn the small collection of boy band albums that I possess. Except Human Nature, they seem fine.
They be my regrets and I am pretty sure that as soon as I post this I'll regret it too. This is my life

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