Culture Shock 2002

Greetings! It is I once more, you're friendly neighborhood minstrel Nathaniel Jones. Well, I begin with a friendly Good day, although it is in fact just after two in the morning on this very clear and yet very cold December 29 (Or is it the thirtieth?) of December in the year of our lord 2002, which, of course, means that it is just a scant few months until I, and the rest of the graduating class of 2002 shall rise above the humble ranks of high school seniors to the even humbler ranks of college freshmen (or sophomores or juniors for those that took running start.) (Or the workforce for those not continuing in school.) To all the aforementioned people I wish to give a great big shout out, because that's the sort of thing that I like to do. Well, I decided just now, since it is nearing the end of the year, I might as well write what is now becoming an annual event, the CULTURE SHOCK! For those that do not keep up with my literary events, Culture Shock is a paper that I right each year giving my own twisted perspective on the previous year, so that when I am 150 years old and my great great great grandkids ask "Great great great Grandpa, what was the world like when you were our age?" I will have a great document so that even though at 150 years old as a senile old man (who is dirty) (Note: inside joke) I shall be able to recall my exact feelings as if it were yesterday. Assuming that as I write this I write my exact feelings that I felt throughout the year. Which I can pretty much guarantee that I won't do. Because even though I am a spry 18 year old lad, I cannot recall exact emotions. Which sort of flushes the point of this down the drain, except for the fact that the REAL reason for writing this is in the hopes that someday, somewhere, someone will get a little bit of entertainment from it. SO, without further ado, CULTURE SHOCK 2002, written in 2001.

            Well, as anyone who takes a history class in the future will no doubt know, 2001 was a very eventful year, quite possibly being the most eventful year (at least on a political level) in my entire life. What, you ask, was so eventful this past year? To that question I say this: What, have you been living in a cave your whole life? What's wrong with you? And then, after I fall to the floor laughing, I'll stand up, kick you in the pants, and make a naughty noise with my hand and my armpit until you withdraw your question. I realize this may seem harsh, but you see I was going to get to that in just a moment, and you must be made an example of for the other readers. Now, see what you made me do? I have lost my train of thought, and for that reason, I will skip the rest of the introduction and go straight to the main part of the paper.

            (BODY PARAGRAPH ONE) I sort of like to follow the same general order from one year's Culture Shock to the next so that I am sure not to leave out an important aspect of the year, which I will probable do anyway. SO if you know of something that I didn't put in here, then you should assume that I was thinking ahead and knew that you would already know the information and didn't bother wasting your time making you read things you already know. With that said, I will consult last year's culture shock to see what item on the agenda should come first. Please wait here. I have returned now. Thanks for your patience. I have learned that it is in fact politics that come first in the Culture Shock, so I shall begin there again. Ah, but where to begin? I'll start small, so that in case some of you just ate you won't get an upset stomach. As a crossover from last year's election special, several independent groups did recounts in Florida, and now we know, without the slightest inkling of a doubt, that either Al Gore or George W. Bush would have won the election. This means, for those that didn't catch that, that we know just about the same things we knew last year, except that most people, including myself, don't care any more because it's not like if we find out Gore had won we would make him president. So with that I consider myself completely finished writing about the Bush/Gore controversy. After all, there are larger, fresher fish to fry. And that brings us to what I'm sure will be on everyone's mind when the year 2001 is mentioned: September 11. To start out, I will cut and paste a short little thing I wrote a while after September 11 to get sort of an emotional gauge of myself closer to the fact. It is much less light and humorous than the rest of this Culture Shock, so brace yourself.

 

Note: I couldn't find the file on my computer, so I'll have to sort of travel back in time as best as I can to retrieve the lost emotions. Here's what I remember of September 11, 2001:

(Note to people reading this on the website - since writing CS2002, I found the paper referred to, and it is on the website called "Culture Shock, 9-11.")

            I woke up, as usual, somewhere between 6:15 and 6:30 in the morning. As a bit of history of habit, you may like to know that most every night I listen to an old-time radio program. The reason this is relevant is that the night of September 10, 2001, the radio program I had listened to was Orson Wells' "The War of the World." If you don't get the importance, go to the library or someplace and listen to "The War of the Worlds," and then listen to radio coverage of September 11, and then you'll get the point. (Authors Note: I'm basically just writing the memories as they come, so if this seems jumbled, I apologize.) SO I woke up and had my Alarm set to the Pat Cashman Show, a morning radio show starring Pat Cashman, a comedian from the sketch comedy show "Almost Live," and on his show they often play little sketches and scenes, and as I was listening, it sounded like one of their usual jokey scenes. The difference was that all of their voices seemed dead serious. I waited for the punch line, but none came. I realized then that this was something real. As soon as I realized that, I realized that this was not just real, this was IMPORTANT. I yelled upstairs that if anyone didn't have the radio on, they should turn it on now, and they had either not woken up yet or had just woken up minutes before because they were all groggily asking what was going on, and I tried to explain, but words weren't really coming out of my mouth It was just like, "Two planes hit the world trade center, one of them collapsed, and 50,000 people are dead (because that was the number that the radio was throwing out)." Then I hopped in the shower. I had my little what I called my "bean" radio because it was red and bean shaped and I hung it on the towel rack in the bathroom. I tried to listen as I showered, but basically I just stood with the water running trying to hear what was going on. I heard on the radio that the second tower had started to fall, and I ran out to turn on the TV, and the rest of the family was already there.  I watched the second tower collapse live on TV, and over the next few days I probably saw it dozens more time, from dozens more angles. They didn't close school or anything, so when people ask in the future "Where were you on September 11?" I'll be able to say I was at school. I did bring my bean radio, though, so that I could be up to date on all the developments. I turned off the radio a couple of hours in to school after I determined that all of the breaking news bulletins were just saying that we didn't know anything new. The school day went basically as normal, except that in first period instead of taking our test we went down to a classroom that had a TV in it and watched the news all period. Speaking of school, though, on September 11 in my civics class we were working on a project called "Why I'm Proud to Be an American." Needless to say, this project got quite a bit more meaningful after the events of that day. Somewhat on the subject and somewhat just a good American Pride story, the Friday (I think it was Friday) after Sept. 11 down the street from my house there was a small group of people holding big American flags, and signs that said "Honk for the USA!" I have some clips from that in my Civics project video (which is why that was partly on the topic), so if that still exists, I recommend seeing that. However (and this is my transition from my reflection of 9/11/2001 back into the rest of Culture Shock) the patriotic spirit did not last as long as I had hoped, for once again the wonderful W. ruined what I thought was the beginning of a new America, in which the politicians didn't care about their private interest groups; an America in which all of the people in Washington would ignore the evil mega corporations and do what is right for the country. When the democrats and republicans joined together on the capital steps for a proud, albeit off-key, rendition of "God Bless America," I could see that from that point on, the country I had grown to distrust was going to turn its life around. Boy was I wrong!

            I do not have the time, space, or energy to go into full detail the meaning of the last statement, so I will summarize. To make a long story short, George W. Bush and the rest of his Corporation owned possy used the sorrow felt by Americans to their own advantage. He used our fear, anger, and sorrow to pass the legislation that would have had no chance to pass a week before Sep. 11. Some examples: There have been several tax cuts so far, every one of them favoring the rich (for those Bush supporters that don't believe me, I encourage you to do some research. MichaelMoore.com is a good site for some alternative news resources.) The Mighty W. repealed the minimum tax for corporations that was put in place because corporations in the 1980's were twisting the tax rules in such a way that they could get away with paying little or no taxes. Lucky corporations, now they can do it again. And what's more, (Merry Christmas, Corporations!) the government is paying back all of the taxes paid by corporations over the past 15 years. On the civil rights front, the USA PATRIOT act passed almost unanimously even though the house and the senate had not actually fully READ THE ACT THEY WERE PASSING. This act gives the government the right to tap any and all phones in the general area of a person suspected of being involved in a terrorist group, and it doesn't limit the wire tapping only to the suspect. There are many other such privacy violations, and other violations of the constitution, however I do not know them because the government is not telling us anything at all, except for what is blatantly propaganda. Example: "Anyone who questions the government is helping the terrorists." (That probably isn't word for word, but it's as close as I can remember it. I'm pretty sure that was Ashecroft that said that, but I'm not 100% certain.) There is much much more filth going on behind the backs of Americans right now, but I don't like to go into too much detail because it makes it difficult to look at the American flag I have pinned to my lapel. Before I change topics completely, I'll mention briefly the "war." I say "war" because we have not officially declared war on anyone. Apparently this is a war on "terrorism," not one specific country. The trouble with that is that "terrorism" is not something that can be destroyed. If we take our fighter jets and completely obliterate every single terrorist organization in the world, then we ourselves would be a terrorist group. The only way to completely rid the world of terrorism is to end life as we know it on Earth. Wow, five pages. And I thought LAST year's was long! Hoo wee! I better move along to the next topic.

            Ah! I see by checking Culture Shock 2001 that next comes the part you've all been waiting for: the FUN PART! The part that is the point of the CULTURE shock... can you guess it? It's culture! That happy slappy time when I get to tell you what is HOT and what is NOT. That is because I am the guy who has his PULSE to the FINGER of society. Wait. Scratch that, switch it. Anyway, on to the Culture!

             Well, on the popular gift list this year were two new video game consoles, each battling for the larger share of gamers around the world. Yes, that's right! The Nintendo Game Cube and Microsoft's X Box. Both offer better than ever technology, even better that what I said last of the Playstation 2. The X Box is Microsoft's first delve into the world of video game consoles with this black monster, which, like the playstation 2, also doubles as a DVD player. The Game Cube is also noteworthy because it is Nintendo's first game system which does not use cartridges. It uses little discs. I, unfortunately, do not know much about either of these systems however, because my technological expertise lies more in the realm of movies and music.

            Speaking of movies and music, here's what's up in that world: CD's are still by far the most popular way to listen to music, although for a time it appeared they may be going the way of the cassette tape when the MP3's were becoming popular. In case in the future you don't know this phraseology, an MP3 is a digital sound file, which can be downloaded from the internet into a small device that can read MP3's, known as an MP3 player. However, after the demise of Napster (a free website that people used the download and trade MP3 files that was shut down after the record industry sued for copyright violation) it appeared that they would not push CD's off of their pedestal, at least for a little while.

            In the movie world, DVDs are becoming more popular. Although many people still have only the standard VCR (a machine that plays VHS tapes), a large number of people are switching over. DVDs are continuing to get better, also. Of the last few DVDs I have bought, most of them have been double disk sets, containing documentaries, director commentaries, cast interviews, making of features, and all sorts of great things. The average price for a DVD is between $10 and $20 dollars if you get a good price, or between $15 and $30 if you go to one of those places that actually charges the suggested retail price (note: if you pay the suggested retail price, you pay too much!)

            Still speaking movies, there haven't been many good ones this year (or at least not that I saw.) The computer animated film "Shrek" came out this year, and that one was quite good. Also notable was the movie "Memento," an independent mystery sort of film that actually tells the story in reverse. For those that are into very wild visual movies and big flashy dance numbers, I highly recommend seeing "Moulin Rouge," a film by Baz Luhrman, director of "Romeo+Juliet." What's it about? As is says in the film, "Truth, Beauty, Freedom, and above all things, Love."

            News on the go: Some states are considering making it a crime to drive while using a cell phone. What? WHAT? You mean... if I have to make a phone call, I have to actually Stop The Car? WHAT??? Yes, it's true. This may very well set us back to the Stone Age. But luckily, there is a hitch: you only get a fine if you get a ticket for doing something else! So bad news if you get pulled over for speeding and you're chatting on the phone, because that'll add an extra $300 to the ticket! Ouch!

            Here's a new category this year because it wasn't an issue last year: Donuts. Specifically, Krispy Kreme donuts. You see, in Issaquah earlier this year, a Krispy Kreme donut shop opened. It was the first one in Washington, and many people were quite excited. On the first day, there were people waiting outside for 6 hours before they got their donut. A friend of mine said he went at two in the morning a few weeks after they opened and he STILL had to wait an hour in line. I have not had a *fresh* Krispy Kreme yet (from what I hear, after they've cooled down they taste just like any other donut.) but I doubt any donut is worth that long a wait. The good news is that they will be opening a new store next year - in Federal Way (where I live at the time.) SO perhaps then I will get to taste what all the rage is about.

            Well, at long (and I mean LONG) last, it is time for my Culture Shock to end. Some final predictions for the future: In the future the rich will become Super Rich, and the poor will become Super Poor, and they won't mind just as long as they can keep spending money on the Super Rich. The war on terrorism will keep going, and even if we get Osama bin Laden, AND Sadam Hussein, AND Adolph Hitler, and whoever else we want to get Bush will figure out some way to keep the war going, because it's doing great things for both his popularity, and the big businesses that he works for. But on a lighter note, I think that in the future there will be a huge movement, much like in the sixties, when everyone will love everyone else, and be happy for a few years. At least we have that to look forward to. Now it's time to say good bye, and hello to all the future generations. If you're in school now, you should read all of these Culture Shock papers, and then you can tell you're history teacher all the stuff you learned, and maybe get some extra credit. Gee, over six pages. And just think, I don't even get credit for it. Well, I hope you enjoyed it; I spent a good portion of the time that I should have spent sleeping to write it. And if you didn't like this one, well, just read the next one, and perhaps you'll like it better. And if this is me reading this, hey! How am I doing? Here's a chore for me to do because I think it's a good idea. When you talk to her, don't try to go for what you want, try to make her feel good, and make her happy, and when she's happy, you'll be happy. All you other guys can follow that advice, too. So, that's it from me, Nathaniel Jones, writing from the present to the future, at which point my present will be the past. And remember, if in the future you read one of these things and you figure something out that can save the world from destruction, I encourage you to do what you can to save the world. Oh man, I can tell I'm really tired now, it's almost 4:30 in the morning. This ending is rambling, but hopefully it's coherent. If not, I may add an addendum. I won't change the original piece though, because that's breaking my rule. Well, I'll stop now while you still have respect for me. As a final word, here's a phrase to live by:

"All that you do, do out of love."

Much Love,

NATHANIEL JONES