You are not special. You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake. You’re the same decaying organic matter as everything else. We’re all part of the same compost heap. We are the all singing, all dancing crap of the world.
– Chuck Palahniuk – Fight Club
When I find some time to sit at home and do nothing at all I find myself in a cycle of social media: Twitter, Instagram, Tumblr, Vine, Pinterest and repeat. I found myself in this cycle for almost an hour last night and scanning through tweets and posts and pictures and vines it quickly became clear that most of the content posted by my peers is recycled. Finding an original thought or picture or joke is a rarity. At this point in the internet revolution if you do have an original thought its probably somewhere out there already. We use song lyrics to describe our feelings, we use words of famous people to inspire ourselves, we use memes to present our humor, and we dress and do our hair and makeup like Tumblr girls do.
I’m slowly realizing how lost my generation is (myself included). Past generations of young people have had something to guide them, a war or a great movement to define them. We are the first generation in a long time without a great event or movement to guide our dress, speech, values, and beliefs. Our generation is wandering trying to find something to grasp on and define us as a group, something that makes US great and memorable. Instead of making ourselves great we trace the actions and words of other great people who came before us. There are 7 billion people in the world; the idea that we are unique little snowflakes is a long shot. But is there any chance for us to be truly unique when everything we put out into the world is recycled?