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This weekend has had fantastic weather, non? Blazing sunshine, not a cloud in the sky. People with families in parks, kids indoors playing video games instead of catching sticklebacks in the river (that’s a whole other topic though), and many lovely women wearing very short skirts and enjoying themselves.
So there I am driving over the Chelmsford to enjoy a late afternoon/evening barbeque, it’s 5pm and the day is settling down into one of those warm summer evenings you never want to end. You know the ones, where you sit with friends and revel in being alive, swap stories and tales of absent friends, reminisce about how it was like this when you were a kid – except you’d be out playing footie or jumping in the rivers.
And what do I see on my drive on this balmy, sun-slowly-sinking evening?

Some Goth yomping down the road wearing his ankle-length leather jacket, motorcycle boots, wraparound shades and gloves.
WHY?
You are *not* in The Matrix, because it is a film. You are not cool because you can swelter in the burning sun.
Nobody passes you and thinks “Wow, he’s cool! I bet he knows kung-fu and can bend the very fabric of existence”
Nobody secretely wants to be you, nobody stands in awe as you thud pass with your perma-scowl that reeks of loneliness and too many nights on AOL trying to find continuity errors in The Crow for the umpteenth time.
People pass you and snigger, they shake their heads and think “You tool”

But you’re different right? They just don’t get it do they?
They’re all the same – sheep aren’t they? Look at them with their t-shirts and shorts, out with mates. You’d never be so clichéd, you understand life so much deeper than everyone else don’t’ you?
Yeah I know, you are privy to some inner secrets of life that we aren’t simply because you don’t conform, maaan.
You’d never wear a suit, they’re for losers. You’ll never have the family, kids, car, savings and mortgage right? You’ll be an outlaw, forever on the edges of society but that’s fine because they’re all just so, like, stupid aren’t they?

Except you are the same. Not the same as me, but the same as all the other little “outcasts”. You’re an individual, you’d never look like “them”.
Except you look like every other angry, frustrated little teen searching for an identity. You all wear black, you all wear leather coats because you think it makes you cool.
You’re no different to “them”, same groups just a different uniform.
Deal with it.
Realise that you will grow up and out of your Neo-phase, realise that one day you will look back and laugh at pics of you so desperately trying to shock and scare “them”, because god forbid they might discover that you’re just as insecure and unhappy as everyone else.
So instead you choose to appear “different” and “individual”, little realising that there are thousands and thousands of people that look just like you.

What you don’t understand is that nothing you do, nothing you think or say is original. It’s all been done before by someone else. And done better. The only thing you can do that’s original is be yourself, yet you think by adopting the uniform of black clothing and pretending to be oh-so-cynical, that people will think you have such a better grip on this world than they do.
Well you don’t.
Nobody does.
The only way to be original is to be yourself. Want to be non-conformist? Listen to rock music and wear a shirt.
That is non-conformist.
Listen to Goth music and refuse to don the disguise.
That is non-conformist.
Be a skateboarder but don’t wear baggy jeans and a massive key-chain.
That is non-conformist.
Realise that you can do something, but choosing not to is a cop-out. “Yeah, like, we were gonna go but we thought ‘why bother?’, so we, like, stayed in”
Wow, you sound so cool. I want to be your friend and together we can ferment in apathy.

But you see, by me telling you to be non-conformist, should you do that? You’ve just conformed to what I said.
Hell, don’t listen to me. I’m just another armchair novelist, with that great unfinished book inside me that I know would set the world alight if only I had the time to write it.
Right?
Not you though,you’re different.

Ha ha, cool I used to have a duffle coat. A really old school brown one with really big buttons, excellent.

People don't know where to class me, I'm either a "rocker" a "skateboarder" or a erm person who wears shirts and goes to nightclubs.

What I can't stand is people who refuse to listen to other types of music, how can anyone ever just listen to dance music all their lives? "Goths" are growing in number around here but are always third to "greebos" and the overwhelming number of "townies" about, what I hate is the T shirt that says "I'm only wearing black until they invent a darker colour" or the one that simply says "GOTH". They seem to be in strong cirulation at the moment, talk about Ironic.

My mate's an FCUK wearing kid, although to be fair he was wearing it long before everybody else did. I'm sort of in the middle. I wear plain clothes, black white or grey t-shirts with blue or black jeans usually. One of my college mates was a goth. When he and my FCUK wearing mate met, 'twas amusing. They both hated each other from the instant they laid eyes on each other.

I see the point of this topic, but as least "goths" are different enough that you can actually spot them in a crowd. Unlike most FCUK wearing egits.

Grix Thraves wrote:
> What catagory do duffle wearing people fall into?

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Nerds.


As for Goaty's topic, my mate The Wal used to say that about goths. "I want to be different!" he'd mimic... "So you dress the same as everybody else." he'd add.

But do you wear it in the scorching heat? What's the deal with old people too? They always wear coats and hats up the town.

Grix Thraves wrote:

> What catagory do duffle wearing people fall into? Hippys? I don't get
> the catagory system at all.

Paddington Bear fans?

I bought a duffle coat recently, I used to have one when I was reaaaally small, a long duffle coat, so I bought a new one, pretty much the same but obviously a tiny bit bigger.

You don't see many people in duffle coats, so when I wear it I feel a bit... obscure. It's nice, I mean, sometimes I do feel like looking different, but it's still, well, err, please don't look at me like I'm trying to hard to be different, I'm as different as everyone else thankyouverymuch.

It's also helpful because it's my coat with the best pockets. I love my duffle.

What catagory do duffle wearing people fall into? Hippys? I don't get the catagory system at all.

Shorts and ties? Sports-casual!

He he he, spot the mistake.

I temp in the Civil service but refuse to wear a short and tie like the rest of the suckas. I'm sitting here in trainers, shorts and a Ben Sherman shirt. I'm fighting a one man war against the absurd need for people who work in an office to dress smartly.