"A wild expressive
mass jerks spasmodically to the liquid drums and pulsing sounds from the
amplifiers. All the yes sirs and no sirs are absent, and an exchange of
physical desire obscures the rancid reality around them. The hungry kisses
accented by a pill or a few beers is a cheap and easy way to find security, and
the quick, too-soon responses and climaxes insure protection from the outside
world. The teenager is frightened beyond belief by the world he is being forced
into. What sense is it to wait for sexual intercourse, he reasons, when it's
available now? Why not take a pill, or get drunk, at least there is a happy
void to fall into. All the doubts are still there but they're pleasantly
obscured. All that matters is the good feeling you're getting from speed and
intoxication. Granted, there are some kids who try to untangle the incredible
mess, but how can they do it alone when the rest would rather sit in the corner
smoking pot? But why shouldn't they be disillusioned and find other worlds? All
the pretty little tinsel and ribbons society wraps the box with to tantalize
them in hopes they'll want it and try harder than ever, is just a fairy tale to
conceal the dirty contents inside. The blind faith you try to project to seal
the leaks is proving to be more and more fallible. It doesn't matter anymore if
some button happy idiot blows up the world."
Great, thanks.
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