-- Tattoos are ascendant with more and more people getting more and more of them. I'm still stuck marveling that people would actually wear shirts that advertised the shirt-makers ... Izod Lacoste, Under Armor, or whatever. Suddenly my identity is not good enough. My tattoo helps me talk louder and therefore more convincingly.
-- TV offerings include more and more survival-mode activities like fishing, hunting, making shelters. Which in turn suggests that hunting a fishing skills may be necessary in a financially-divided population.
-- The word "fuck" and its various permutations is increasing exponentially on various cop-show dramas.
-- Bare breasts are becoming routine as the line between porn and entertainment blurs. Who's got a clue that sexy isn't what you can see, but what is covered up?
-- Wan, harried and conflicted characters gain more and more traction on story-telling adventures. It's truer to life, to be sure, but many of the wan look a lot like the other wan's... same as with the previously well-appointed stars.
-- Marriage still pulls people in but increasingly spits them out as well ... a "blessed" union is a quaint and simultaneously magnetic notion. A resting place, a safe place is increasingly a dangerous constrictor as well ... just like always.
-- Religion takes a hit even as loneliness -- inspired by the likes of Facebook on the internet -- swells.
-- Everybody has rights, especially if that somebody is me.
Oh well, my kids will catch the brunt of it. As the playwright Dylan Thomas once wrote more or less, "Time passes. Listen! Time passes."