People tend to get on a kick and really go with it. It makes them who they are. Boat people, Harley people, church people etc. You get where I'm going here. As time goes on the speciality or grouping seems to be growing. Very cliche' too. Everybody fits into their little stereotypical slot.
It is if society is being splintered into the groups. And they run in herds. Take car people for example. They spend a lot of resources worshipping for what for all practical purposes is an appliance. Lined up at he drive in restaurant with the cars lined up. Other people looking around and talking about all the little details and that. Did people do that with covered wagons years ago? "Yeah, this is a 1844 Conestoga special edition!". Or how about going up to the the local Sonic and having a bunch of people checking out all the vintage washing machines. "This baby's got chromed knobs, stainless steel braided hoses and a turbo agitator!" Seems kind of silly in my off the wall way of looking at it.
Then there's the boat people. Well need to get some things to go out on the boat. I put $500 worth of gas in the boat. Do you have a boat? I'm getting a new boat. I need a new prop. Everybody is going out on their boats this week end. Boat, boat, boat.
The Harley people spend $20,000 on an appliance that sits all week till Sunday. Not all of them. I may get to that later. Dress up in the appropriate regalia a ride around to the different Harley shops to buy Harley shirts and a chrome cover cover (not a typo but referring to a cover to cover an existing cover). Maybe some shoe strings that say Harley Davidson on them. I have had several motorcycles. No chaps.
Don't forget church people, rednecks, gamers, gang members (groupers), etc. How about nerds. I'm just a natural. Bumper stickers. One can get the drift of the driver from that. God, Guts and Guns. Do you think that driver may have a gun. Big wheels? What do you think? Profiling., no reality.
We all tend to wear things and do things that put us into the particular slot. Breaks us down into little groups. Some folks have to be in a group. Kind of ties into a older post called Not Missing Out. I am to the point that I try to wear nothing with any writing on it. I'm just me. What ever that is. I have a General Electric stove. Maybe I'll run out and get a GE tattoo.
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