Soulfully Golden.

I hate that a culture can be a fad. That might just be the saddest part about our culture. Ethnicities, tribes and entire countries become a fashionable historical footnote. The story and significance of how that certain print or style of dress became intrinsic to a people is forgotten. It’s beautiful that it was able to transcend, but incredibly saddening that the significance is reduced to some random white girl who has no idea of the history she wears. I hate that a person can walk around with someone great on their shirt & they know nothing about the person’s significance. But at the the same time, I love that the legacy of that individual has made them a pop culture icon. After all, for all the people who only know the face, phrase or song, there are still people who remember the impact. But I hate pop culture. I hate what it reduces people, movements and culture into. It makes it something that has relevance for only a moment and makes the people who carry the memories with them almost a part of antiquity. Perhaps those are the rare treasures, being able to come across someone who still feels the moment that, that prolific figure became the literal zietgeist.  But honestly, what makes me the most upset about the effects of pop culture is that it creates hipsters.