Shout-Out! I Wanna Grow Up!!!
I really dug growing up as a youngblood and dreaming (and scheming) on the future. The possibilities that ran through my mind had no bounds. One thing that was never part of my hustle as a youth was trying to figure out how to stay young. Culturally, there are many cats out there who don’t want to grow old. If you choose not to get older (as if you could actually avoid the laws of nature), how can you expect to claim you’ve ever lived?
I have always wanted to live long enough to grow old. I would imagine it is the only true superpower that exists in our reality — the ability to live as long as we possibly can by savoring every adventure as we experience it. I never wanted to live the Toys R’ Us lifestyle of never growing up. The older I get, the more I can get down with everything this world has to offer. Isn’t that worth the stretch? Think about it. Bahlactus has spoken.
November 13th, 2007 at 9:07 pm
Yeah, but will we still be punching each other for your pleasure every Friday Night when we’re old and wrinkly? That’s what I wanna know.
I’m with you. I look forward to growing old before I die. Society however has certain perceptions on what you should or should not do when when you’re at a certain age. “You’re 60, 70 years old? Why you still reading comics, grandpa?” Hell, I’m 34 now and I’ve already been asked that question several times. I usually answer with a polite, “Because they’re fun to read” when what I really want to say is, “What kind of stupid ass question is that, bitch? We got kids reading Dickens and Twain and you call them gifted. I’m a married adult who reads comics and you look at me funny? Screw that shit!”
And then I kiss her and tell her say Hi to Dad when she gets home.
November 17th, 2007 at 3:28 am
I like being an adult too. I also look at some of the people I know who claim to be just like they were as a teenager and think they must have been kind of dull. I’m 48 now, when I was 32 I was on a ferry pulling into Vancouver and there was one leaving at the same time. On deck was a group of about fifteen teenage girls singing the theme to “Loveboat” at the top of their voices. I thought none of the people I know who do that ” I’m so young inside really, age is just a number,” thing display that kind of exuberance.
I’ve taken some physical damage so far and that’s not fun, but overall my pleasure at being alive increases. Given how hard the world can be and all the things I still wish to do, every additional year is a victory to me.
Nice to follow some Kirby pictures and find someone speaking truth to a hurting world.