I finished reading Chuck Klosterman’s Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs: A Low Culture Manifesto weeks (or months?) ago. It was interesting, although there were parts that I couldn’t fully appreciate because I wasn’t very familiar with the topic (e.g. MTV’s The Real World).
Sometimes when people go nostalgic about the 90s, I feel out of place for reasons like 1) I was literally a kid back then and was therefore too young to appreciate grunge, 2) I’m not from a rich family so those game consoles and polly pockets were unheard of by my purita promdi self, and 3) I wasn’t raised in the US or in Manila so I find some of these pop culture 90s trademark a tad too alienating. But I digress.