Hocus Pocus

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Does anyone else still come to this site despite themselves? This is not a nostalgia post exactly, but more a comment on the semi-irrational behaviour that leads me to keep coming back and reading threads like this. I suppose it's out of boredom. More than not giving a fuck what people on here say, I actually think a lot of people on here post completely pretentious bullshit. I mean, they might actually think that they are living a life dedicated to buying clothes and keeping a collection of pictures of attractive women they've seen online and that there is nothing wrong with that. I suppose there isn't. It just seem most people on here now are so shallow and contrived that it is probably negatively affecting my intelligence by reading their drivel. For some reason, though, I keep coming back.

I don't exactly think that everything was golden and amazing here five years ago either. Perhaps I've just grown up and see through the materialism and misogyny that so many here apparently espouse. I know this stuff is mostly stupid, and I get very little from coming here. Is it just habit?

One thing I will say though, is that this place probably produces more ignorance than enlightenment about fashion than it used to. With the advent of blogs, tumblr, and whatnot, and the diaspora of most of the more creative users (several years ago), it seems like all sufu does now is have its own little micro-trends that a bunch of people buy into until saturation.

Besides the fact that fashion, unless one actually gets into the construction of clothes or the business of it, I suppose, is pretty boring. I regret spending 90% of the time I've spent in the last few years looking at clothes online (auctions, on here, etc.) There is only so much to it, and it's crazy how many hours people can spend (as I and most of us have) on such a non-hobby (should shopping really be a primary hobby in anyone's life when there are so many more complicated and interesting things out there?)

At some point I felt like the veil was lifted and I see this place for what it is: a venue for the collective posturing of a bunch of dudes who want to seem cool for what they own, and thus together engage in a collective fantasy of status. I can't think of many things less important to the value of a person than what clothes they own. It's fine to want nice things, but the communal aspect of this place makes it perfect for this strange kind of conformity that goes on here which perpetuates insubstantial values and dull group-think. This is also often accompanied by a cynicism that helps people often deny the earnest self-reflexion that comes from something like "I may not have money for rent two months from now or ever been to a country on another continent, but it makes sense to spend $500 on a pair of boots or $1500 on a leather jacket". It's pretty fucking absurd if you think about it. Not to mention, that absurd logic that having cool clothes gets you laid (maybe on the planet Visvim but not on Earth) as a reason for copping jawnz.

If you read this far, hopefully some of this will actually get a couple people to think about how they spend their time.