SUBCULTURE VULTURES...

In dealing with subcultures, there can be many associations or affiliations to the subculture, I will be using various different subcultures that I have experience in to explain how a subculture is created, and how mind control is essentially the exact same thing, and extracts the exact same method. Fear not friends, I am able to admit many of my shortcomings and addictions to use by example, so know that I may be healing and or learning at the same time as I present these ideas and ideals...

I am a hypocrite.

I have unhealthy addictions that are so bad and selfish, but I will admit them for the betterment of all and everybody. My obsessions come straight out of my youth, growing up poor, seeing specific items that I thought were the "Status Quo" and I was always tormented as a young boy around (ages 11-13) This was all a big part of advertising campaigns set upon the popculture by the marketing agencies and corporations that have high knowledge of when to make specific products available and ready to purchase. There is much more hidden knowledge that drives these industries besides focus groups and demographics, zodiacs, planet worship, and many subversive subliminal techniques are applied to make the public hungry for these products. When I was young, I was in 5th grade, in a urban Minneapolis school on the South side, and I was obsessed with getting better shoes than Payless brand "Pro-Wings" I needed the Air Jordans, that year the Air Jordan IV, I never got that shoe, all of my friends and peers had that shoe, in all the different colors released. My mom did the worst job in such a shitty way, getting me some cheap no "air bubble" Nike Bo Jackson Trainer knockoffs on clearance from Marshalls, and to make everything worse, she did it in front of my friend Rashad, whom embarrassed me by telling everybody about it.

I had a defining moment in my strange youth-to-teens with my dad out of the picture, (he abandoned me at 8 and left overseas) popped up, and asked me what I wanted through the phone when my uncle was physically with me in Minnesota, my dad was in Orlando, I immediately said "Air Jordans!!!"

So in 7th grade, I finally found the respect of my peers by wearing a $130 pair of indoor basketball shoes, to a fat, lazy 12 year old, I witnessed Jordan winning his 1st ring with the Bulls that 90-91 season. I was the first kid in my whole school to have the Nike Air Jordan VI. That is insecurity flooding an adult obsession. I was an outsider, I am a minority, I skateboarded, good enough to get a crappy sponsorship, so I tried out for a skate shoe company named Savier (Owned by Nike) and I had a chance to get interned, and I rose the ranks FAST!!!!

So, I really will update later, it is 2am, fuck it...