I'll delete you with the power of my finger.

The powerful finger.

I can't stop reading between lines. It doesn't matter if I'm part of the conversation or not, but I can't help it. Last night I was feeling a little blue, so I called my best friend from high school: 28 year old biker guy, who is in love with his motorcycle and his many many pairs of steal-toe boots. We had a six pack while we were trying to discover why relationships are so complicated. As you might know, my dear reader, we couldn't find the answer but at least we got pretty drunk and the sadness suddely disappeared. He was playing motorhead and iron maiden while I was getting dress to go out, and try to do a little research about our dilemma.
I wore a sequined black blouse, high rise black shorts, black pale tights and my doctor martens boots. Lots of make up on my eyes, I love mac's club satin eyeshadow, and my black liquid eyeliner, which, my friends, is a must have. He was very sweet and said that I looked great, perfect for our experiment. He was wearing a Slayer black t-shirt, and black jeans, and obviously, black boots.
We both look hot, and very darky for the place we were going. It was my first time there, and it sucked, I don't know if it was because of the music, or because of the audience, or just because I'm heart-broken, or maybe because we didn't know anyone in there. It was a place full of 22 year old people, whose parents have no idea what are their children doing at night. Drugs, electronic music and sweaty faces are a combination that usually culminates in not-wanted-pregnancy.
We felt totally out of place, we didn't belong there, but the worst part is that we don't belong anywhere. It's hard to find a place where you can hear nice rock music, full of nice dressed people, with enough age to know that the world it's an awful place and that is hardly anything to do about it. I'm sick and tired of those young revolutionary kids, who smoke pot all the fucking time and think that they can change the world, and that if they haven't done it yet, is just because they are busy with their reflection in the mirror.
Yeah, I'm bitter this morning, but how could I not be if yesterday I realized that this new generation kinda sucks, the good looking guys and girls, are empty attempts of older generations, from the hippies 'til the so called generation x. Eddie Vedder? Yeah, many guys are trying to look just like him, but they miss the point, They don't have any slogans under their flannel shirts.
Nowadays, you can go to Urban Outfitters, and choose what group you wanna be part of. Although in the mexican case, you have to be upper middle class, to be able to fly to San diego, just to buy your new you.
I love fashion, but I also love "political" commitment. Understanding the Aristotelian definition for politics, as an ideological way to make decisions in group with the only intention to achieve some goals.
The people who I saw last night were lacking of anything, but the intention of getting drunk and laid.

Yes, we can!

I don't know if it's my age or what, but I think fashion is art. You don't become a painter from day to night, just to get some chicks under your sheets, right? or maybe yes, and that could explain why am I a lonely bitter person.
I like when people make a statement with teir clothes, like Lady Gaga or Madonna, back in the 80s. It's not to look sexy just to look sexy, the way I see it is more like you look sexy because you are breaking some rules in the stablishment. It's like when girls weren't suppose to wear pants, or when you take your bra off and wear a sheer blouse.
And even more, as a girl you are sexier if you wear wicked clothes and also decided to take the control in a relationship with a man. Sadly, that scares them. It's one thing to make out with a girl who wears a leather mini skirt and a sheer blouse in a club, but for some man (the mayority, in this city) is a completely different thing to  take you seriously and talk about life and politics with you, if you dare to set the rules of the relationship. If we took the power from them, they feel naked, vulnerable. As girls, we are only allow to look good, not to take the bull for its horns. If you are pretty and intelligent, they become the weakest part, and that threat their masculinity, so if you call them, they will give you many different excuses to stop seeing you. From "I'm very busy with my projects" 'til "I don't have the monetary solvency for a relationship"... Yeah, for a relationship that "I'm not gonna rule". A woman cannot be the captain of their boats. Well, we don´t want that right? So if we even meet a guy like that, just use the power of your finger and erase his contact from your cellphone, from your facebook account or whatever, that's one of the benefits of this new social network era, you can easily erase someone from your cyberlife. Sometimes people are just a typing error, you must delete.

Two woman with the power of money.

And that was pretty much the same advice I gave my friend, but the other way around, he met this girl who is wainting him to treat her as an object, so anytime he asks her something, her opinions or whatever, she gets all freak out. "You are suppose to make the decisions" She told him. Well there is always a future housewife for a future jerk. The bad news, is that they are everywhere, sometimes dressed nicely, so it's difficult to be aware of the stupidity of humans.