Wednesday, October 21, 2009

True Rebellion

Greg Gutfeld keepin' it realistic:
See, when I arrived at Berkeley as a freshman some 25 years ago, the city not only helped to transform my political self, but reinforced a cynicism already brewing inside me concerning the meaning of true rebellion.

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And so in 1983, I realized that a true rebel blends in, embraces discipline, hard work, and clean pants. I joined a fraternity. I cut off my long crazy mop of hair. I started tanning – I am not sure why, but it seemed the opposite of heroin chic. I also took up the banjo, just to keep it real.
God damn him, I'll bet he saved money too.

18 comments:

M. Bouffant said...

No, he spent all his money on hookers & bad blow.

That "Free Berkeley Love" is just not rebellious enough when you're rebelling against people your own age by trying to be just like your dear old dad.

zombie rotten mcdonald said...

A true rebel conforms.

Huh. Words mean NOTHING anymore, do they?

fish said...

It's true ZRM, because 4 years of undergrad at UC Berkeley is pretty much representative of US culture. You risk it all by not piercing your nipples.

J— said...

There is nothing those back to nature hippie freaks on Telegraph hate more than the banjo.

Rusty Shackleford said...

Gut rebelled by neatly grooming himself, tanning, and hanging out in a house full of similarly tanned and groomed guys. Fabulous!

guitarist manqué said...

Jeez, accordions at SadlyNo and banjos over here. I hardly dare go to Scott's place there's probably dobros there.

mikey said...

Ok, look. Ten to one this dood is just lying. He ran with the Berserkely chic, the chix with the underarm hair, the dorm orgies, the crasher emeritus and the incredible rock n roll, and now buster needs a new narrative.

If not? The poor stupid idiot was an idiot. Missed the fun, the joy, the MDA the organic chemistry grads cooked up in a righeous lab, the fundraiser dinners at Barrington where most of us got wrecked and ate spaghetti in the nude, the island of peace and joy and outrageous fun that is surrounded by the gaunt grey eyeless pit that is oakland and san leandro. Don't even get me started on hayward.

And here's the real magic. I never even took a class!

Substance McGravitas said...

Don't even get me started on hayward.

Pizza'n'pipe-organ joint!

tigris said...

"A true rebel blends in."

Punk in HS, frat boy in Berkeley... Gutfield mistakes "knee-jerk contrarian" for rebel.

tigris said...

Also, "a true rebel" authors poorly written, non-persuasive but still self-stroking opinion pieces where funny goes to die. Look at me, I'm a rebel too!

Substance McGravitas said...

frat boy in Berkeley

It actually is pretty easy to be boring in Berkeley...

axial said...

Hey! Hey! He had LONG HAIR, man. Shit he was right on the edge there, dudes.Yeah capcha he was axial

Non axial kiwi said...

How the fuck did that happen?

Substance McGravitas said...

It's the axial of evil.

mikey said...

Hey, y'all mind if I axial a couple questions?

fish said...

axial questions and I'll telial lies

Another Kiwi said...

Them damned Mexican walking fish, taking jobs from good 'merican fish.

J Neo Marvin said...

And here's the real magic. I never even took a class!

(snip, snip, snip)

"A true rebel blends in."


Mikey, you are a true rebel and I salute you.