prematurely grey

Heard it on the X (had to write that–I never call it the X) on the way to church on Sunday. Yes, days have passed. But at least I’m writing in order. They’re my rules, anyway, so why should I apologize?Yesterday, I read about the coining of a new word–”Blog-lish”–on Gawker or some other blog I read. The term comes from another blog’s discussion of the words that all the music bloggers out there have come up with to make their writing about music interesting.

This is bad news.

There are other music blogs out there?

Shit.

I’m playing “Holiday” now, because it makes me feel a little better. Everything about Green Day makes me feel a little better. It certainly made me feel better about going to church in spite of my doubts, political beliefs, religious convictions, and general fuck you to organization to hear Green Day en route. But here’s the thing: most people don’t think that I’m at all angry or rebellious. I had this interaction about a year ago with a friend about me not being a revolutionary at all.

I have seen the most “revolutionary” Che-quoting, capitalism-rejecting person I went to high school with become the only one in our class to show up in the New York Times society photographs. I am deeply suspicious of revolutionaries–I grew up in New York during the seventies and watched a revolution or two take their toll, get completely co-opted, or end with thousands of people dying of AIDS. Last week’s cover of Newsweek is the Baby Boomers Turn 60. There’s the true sore spot of my birth: I am supposedly the last year of the baby boom. Talkin’ ’bout my generation?

Of all the stupid ideas, there’s a real classic: I am in the same generational category as Bill Clinton, Ben Vereen, and both Dianes (Keaton and Sawyer).

This also places Jonathan Lethem in this category. I’d like to know how much he identifies with them. I know that my number one feeling about the Aging Boomers is resentment.

So, as the oldest female member of Generation X (remember when that was a put down, then a consumer kiss-of-death, and now it’s just over, classic Generation X–just plain over–who was Gen X and why did we talk about them again?–Gen Y is where it’s at), I’d like to recommend listening to 101X because when I heard “American Idiot”, I thought, “Maybe God does talk to me through the radio and maybe going to church, even though I’m a completely liberal pantheist who thinks that sex before marriage is a really good idea, isn’t the wrong thing to do.”