Monday, September 15, 2008

Cultural Inventory

A normal Saturday usually goes something like this. First off its mixed with tons of different cultural things. When i say different cultural things i mean that throughout the course of my day, i run into different things whether it be driving somewhere to meet up with someone, or using the Internet, and even walking somewhere. Just from rolling out of bed i am already in tune with my cultural age group from what i wear and put on to how i style my hair. After that i listen to some loud music, so I'm up for good and not a zombie the rest of the day. Eating breakfast usually doesn't happen until at least 1pm on Saturdays. I call up some friends and we go to IHOP or the Pancake House. From then on we wont have to eat for a couple hours so we usually go somewhere and hang out. So from just my morning I'm already using some devices such as an Ipod to wake up, a cell phone to call people up and communicate, and a car to get around. Saturdays are also workout days for me so i usually go to the gym and meet up with some guys and start pumping the iron. In a gym you will also find lots of advertisements on whats the best workout, which supplements work, and the guy that always walks around trying to tell you about something if not telling you that your doing it the wrong way. Than i go home, take a shower, and get ready for the night out. Usually we go to some sort of party that's either about to get busted by the cops or its real sweet and we stay for awhile. From then on, i or my friends are trying to get with the girls that we might know or not and that's it.That's a normal Saturday for me. After that we usually talk about it the next day and compare stories and see who did what. I have now realized how many different elements of our now day culture i actually run into. The answer is, way to many. We are being constantly influenced and targeted by corporations.

1 comment:

John Murray said...

A very nice way to spend friday night, go to a party that is almost getting busted by the cops. One of my friends freaked out one time because the cops were apparently coming, he was drunk, running through his neighborhood, I had to laugh.