I am not a cool kid.
I mean, If you ask my friends about it, first they’ll tell you some of the cool things I’ve done - like composing a hit song and singing it on Top Of The Pops - but eventually they’ll agree that my usual behavior prevents me from gaining any serious cool credo.
The fact is that I don’t feel ashamed easily, and if I feel like it, I might dance like tarantula bitten man, whilst wearing very unlikely items of clothing…
For most of my life, I have considered the idea of coolness superficial & fake: a restriction on my freedom which I could never tolerate.
What was the point of being cool anyway? Everyone wanted to be cool, so I could get more attention by breaking the social norm which defined coolness.
As a teenager, I couldn’t see that the coolness-factor has the power to put the spotlight on a worthy cause: make it cool and everyone will talk about it, make it cool and we’ll all want a piece of the action.
Global warming is a perfect example. For decades the situation has been urgent and getting worse (see graph), but the issue wasn’t getting much attention.
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