Apparently Stussy is still around and making clothing, and for some reason that fasinates me. Let’s step into the way-back-machine for a second. The year is 1994, and the setting is Valley Middle School. On any given day, if I remember correctly, 80% of the student body had on their own animal adorned stussy t-shirt. Rarely did two students have the exact same shirt; 1. Because there was a plethora of unique designs and colors. 2. If two students happen to have the same shirt, there would be a very lame attempt at an argument about who got it first and thus who was cooler. Rendering the loser a poser, and the losers parents out $12, becasue the shirt would probably never be worn again.
I bring this up for two reasons. One, it’s Friday, and I’ve been sitting infront of my computer all day trying not to spend any money or end up at the bar. Two, my brand new – four hour long, literature class started yesterday (6pm – 10pm), and aside from the time span it seems like it will be a good class. The instructor is younger, and high spirited – which is always good when the subject matter has the potential to be less than exicting. Anyway we were talking about the importance of context when reading literature, and had us write a response to a question that he asked us, “What type of contextual knowledge would someone in the future need to know about our society to properly understand our literature.” Of course I wrote about consumerism, and it’s death grip on society. So as I sit here and eat my CHEEZ-IT’s infront of my VIEWSONIC monitor while I listen my SONY stereo that’s plugged into my GATEWAY computer that is running ITUNES and write about my old STUSSY shirt I realize I don’t have a pot to piss in when it comes to talking shit about consumerism.