A Few Personal People Observations

So, last night I'm sitting in the parking lot of the local Winn-Dixie waiting for my other half to pick up some necessities and while mulling things over in my mind, I found myself watching the various people coming and going. And I noticed a few things that I thought were interesting.

Two of the teenaged cashiers came out to put something in their car. Now realize, that I'm maybe a bit sensitive to swearing right now as it has caused a great deal of grief in the household, but these two walk by and just about every other word was f**k, d**n, or s**t. My car window was down while I waiting and their conversation carried very well.

As I started thinking back to conversations I've had with other teens lately, this seems to be a growing trend. Many of them are unable to put together a coherent sentence without using some curse. I'm not trying to say that my generation was perfect, God only knows that there were enough kids in my school who did the same, but they were the minority. Now they seem to be becoming the majority. There are exceptions, of course, but by and large kids are losing their ability to communicate except in vulgar terms.

If this trend doesn't change, we're eventually going to end up with an elitist society, which is separated along communication lines. Those who can effectively communicate will prosper while those who cannot will become an underclass. This has always been true to an extent, but there were also always enough effective communicators across all lines to minimize the effects. Now it seems like there is becoming a very distinct line being drawn.

I also noticed one other odd and useless thing. You can identify former marching band members by the way they walk. Their upper bodies are almost always absolutely still because they roll their feet. I was watching people walking through the parking lot and most were bouncing all over the place. But there were two or three couples who walked perfectly in step with their feet rolling, just like they were marching in a halftime show.

I've got to get back to normal so I can quit noticing these kind of things. I liked being so wrapped up in useless stuff as to be unobservant - it's so much easier.