Counterculture or going against the grain of mainstream convention is the misfit’s opium until the conformists jump on the bandwagon and say, ‘This shit’s cool.’ Hell, we don’t want to see the kids who bullied Jeremy emulating him. Fuck! He spoke in class because of you. But that’s the way society functions: People scrambling over each other to reach that top rung of prestige, position, fortune, and status.
Now the word faggot is offensive to gay people, but I’m applying it in a different context. Bigots misunderstand gay people, and despite television trying hard to portray them as human beings with integrity and identity, it’s because of you conformist faggots that they’re mistreated and denied basic human compassion, it’s because of you narrow-minded, a downer goes if it’s cool faggots that Seattle saw the grunge boom and eventual collapse. Yes, like Pearl jam said, This is not for you. It’s because of you stereotyping, stigmatizing, often politically right-wing faggots that we need a grunge revival that addresses cyber-bullying; pretty-picture popularists posting photos in lounge bars with inane statuses, where all of you smile like brainless androids designed for just that look, and trite parading of your career achievements with embellishments.
What’s with you and conformism? Do you need validation for anything you say? A spank on the ass saying, ‘That’s great!’ Increasing dopamine levels and making you play with yourself. It’s sickening really: Your shallow, mundane thinking; your wasted hours spent thinking that a postmodern simulacrum in the form of Facebook is your reality. It’s disgusting that you lack the insight to reach out to people in real life. We live in a world where even charity is an ostentatious cyber display. I did, I did, I did. That’s the credo most of us embrace with narcissism coursing through our veins instead of the blood of togetherness.
So, I ask you the question, ‘Who are you, man? And what did you do? Will your epitaph say something ludicrous like Rasmi, Ph. D. in clinical psychology and post-doctorate in anthropology?’ No, your epitaph is just a block placed over decaying bones, buried in the maggot-ridden ground. You’re nobody – big or small; great or poor, and I think it’s time you realized that and stopped being a faggot who conforms, dancing to society’s pied-piper tune, and following it until it tosses you in the abyss.
So, stop being a mainstream faggot with no sharp train of thought and live and let live. The gays, the mentally ill, the tortured romantics, the loners, the wanderers and the misfits – these are the people who make a difference. These are people gifted with innate ability to see beyond the mundane. They know the deepest pain, and they deserve your respect. And if you’re not human enough to do that, stop saying, ‘I listened to this band called Incubus yesterday babe, and they’re so rad!’ It’s offensive you faggot. It really is.
© Nitin Lalit Murali (2018)
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