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How teenagers are more “Zedonists” than hedonists

Edit: Article has vanished off the interwebs. Links removed.

The independent ran a great little article by Maxine Frith on how todays youth have mellowed out.

While the early 1990s were epitomised by the slackers of Generation X and the beginning of the new millennium by the over-indulged, celebrity-driven youngsters of Generation Y, the new “zedonists” (as opposed to hedonists) shun fame in favour of family and want their own businesses.

Thanks to Mike for the scannage and indeed the story. Visit his website for another opinion on the matter.

She later goes on to say we’d much rather go and have a curry with a few mates than party all night. While that’s true for me and a few of my friends i’m sure it isn’t the most representative of studies. It would probably be more accurate to say that all teenagers who read the independent are thoughtful, studious and well rounded people.

Some will however, always try and follow Coupland’s idyllic fantasy. I’ll be giving it my all to reverse the trend, click here for starters.

Anti-victim Device

anti-victim device (ADV) – a small fashion accessory worn on an otherwise conservative outfit which announces to the world that one still has a spark of individuality burning inside: 1940s retro ties and earrings (on men), feminist buttons, noserings (on women), and the now almost completely extinct teeny weeny “rattail” haircut (both sexes).

Generation X: Tales for an Accelerated Culture

I’ve done a bit of introspection and decided that over the years the thought of; Vacuum cleaners, Elevators, Snails and Hair cuts have caused me much duress. Most i’ve come to terms with and have figured out their freudian basis, others I have yet to. I don’t feel like sharing with all but they’re odd to say the least.

That’s probably a reason why I leave my hair cuts till the last moment. I’ve finally found a stylist which are generally good with my odd problem ( London Road Stylists) . All I have to do is sit down and tell her to do whatever she feels best. Nodding at various questions and listening to innane chatter. Most of which is rather interesting. She’s ex Tony and Guy and seems to know what she’s doing with her assortment of extortionately priced scissors (£300, £1000). When she asked me whether I wanted to keep my rat tail I smiled and nodded.