The recession and general disgust with what Baby Boomers have done with the world has brought about the long attenuated rise of the "new Hipster" culture. In the past there were always offbeat, alternative styles of music, dress, food, living styles, etc. that belonged to the "out of power" class -- they were the "Hipsters" whether they were called Bohemians, Beat, Flower Children, or Hippies.
They held to a certain unique style in most everything -- even when that style was derivative, or similar to, or even copied from some previous outlier. The problem with elements of culture that are "\Hipster" -- like gastronomy, or dance, or even theatre -- is that unless the "Hipster" can draw in bigger numbers, it is forever doomed to be a small offshoot rather than the main root. So "grunge" bands never became dominant, even in the rarefied rock world. And food flavors reduced by extreme cold to a vapor, or an ice cream; will never rise to make "mashed potatoes and gravy" ice cream any more than a sense-fooling novelty.
And so it is with theatre. Violence without great writing: eventually will be recognized by all as vapid. Sex without soul, without real emotion, without love: equally vapid. And dynamism without humanity lent by real life experiences (not staged-life reality): the same stale vapidity. The truth is in ourselves, not in our constructs!
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