<p>**…The Social Issues Research Centre has just announced that this is the most rubbish decade, culturally, that it has ever researched. Casting a sorrowful eye over the collated Review sections of the Noughties, the SIRC concludes that there has been no defining music of the decade, fashion has contributed little more than the bare midriff, and that the rest of the first five years of the 21st century can by summed up by little more than reality TV and iPods. We have achieved less, culturally, than even our grandparents in the Forties, who were engaged simultaneously in fighting a war against fascism, and trying to make brown shoes the size of cats look good. </p>
<p>Of course, it behoves anyone subsequently inspired to jump in the lake shouting, I am the blank generation! to remember that it is only 2005. **</p>
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<p>Hopefully this decade will be known for the death of rap music and hip hop. It is getting bad, badder, and worse all at the same time with that crappy “music.”</p>
<p>Look, I came of age in the seventies. So far, the noughties looks like the renaissance to me. Joe, rap and hip hop are so much better than disco that it ain’t even funny. Well, at least we had the original punk movement.</p>
<p>Cheers-
You are so right. What does this decade have to show for itself? Capri pants (which appear to be reincarnated pedal pushers of days gone by), twenty gazillion flavors of overpriced coffee poured into serving sizes no one has ever heard of (grande??? Why can’t they just say large?), and green tea being sprung from the confines of the chinese restaurants and released into the mainstream. We have (at least here in the states) little plastic strips of mouth freshener that dissolve in, oh, about 4 hours or so on your tongue, and fleece… everything. Glad to see no little fleecies died for that stuff. But boy it keeps ya warm. Glad to see that uggs (the appropriately named winter boots) have begun to fade into oblivion.</p>
<p>So do we have any meaningful symbols of this decade? The Aflac duck? Computer memory sticks and ever-shrinking cellphones and PDA’s? We have war, natural (and political) disasters and now the avian flu. Maybe this isn’t shaping up to be a decade for the memory books…</p>
<p>Or, could it be that all of the technology is making us less sensitive to culture and meaningful icons? We now live more insular lives. I think this makes it harder to identify forces that move us, collectively.</p>
<p>joev-
1992-97? So between the ages of 15-20 you did without a cellphone? Any reason you picked these particular dates? Did you have a beeper or a leash before age 15? ;)</p>
Great disclaimer . Have we come to this? LOL. Awwww, somebody will probably tackle you anyway.:)</p>