Cover photo-illustration from SLACKER (1991) with Pap Smear Pusher in red duotone & psychedelic rays shooting out her head


Published 2023-03-07

A toot poll got me thinking about My Generation, esp that short period ca 1992 when we were called “slackers.”

I haven’t thought about this specific cultural moment in a very long time and wow do I miss it. I was so fortunate in my early 20s to have society expect nothing useful from me, ever. That was a valuable education: that I could be have worth as a human being even when (especially when) I was a noncontributing zero, that living badly was OK as long as you were doing it cheaply. Indeed, that the alternative (living well and expensively) was selling out.


☠️ Nostalgia is poison, children.