Friday, September 17, 2010

The new pornography

Yeah, expect a lot of Palahniuk quotes.

Our grandparents' generation used to have the following priorities in order: college-career-family-retirement-death. Our parents' generation added the drama of political awareness, revolution and social change into the mix. Not until a few years ago, we were slaves to the nesting instinct - the perfect accent pillow for the perfect sofa for the perfect condo in the perfect neighborhood, the gym membership and the call of the treadmill, Carrie Bradshaw and her rows of shoes, the biggest plasma TV your walls can handle.

Come Cebu Pacific and the every Juan must travel brouhaha. The people who used to sit in the dark of their bedroom browsing porn sites now sit in the dark of their bedroom trying to outbid the sucker who aspired for his discounted airfare. Travel used to be something that people prepare for - save half a year's worth of salary, vacation leave filed months in advance and baggage meticulously packed, with each drop of toothpast ziplocked for all it's worth. But now, gaggles of backpacked and Havaiana-d twentysomethings flock the airports for whatever destination-of-the-month was offered a week ago online. Heaven forbid they miss a shot of each other boarding the plane, lest their facebook friends think they got their tan in (gasp!) Puerto Galera.

Hell, I'm one of them. See you all in (Bangkok,HongKong,Cambodia,Singapore,Australia,Beijing,Osaka). Don't hesitate to greet me and my big red backpack.