That Adage About 'write What You Know'

I'm Very Interested In The Way The Internet Has Changed Teenage Life. Obviously It's Very Different From When I Grew Up, When There Weren't Even Answering Machines, Much Less Computers. I Was Telling My Children This The Other Day, And The Little One Said, "did You Have Electricity, Mom?" And I Was Like Okay, Enough, Kid.

They Were Snobs Or Idiots Or Both...yet She Was Inexplicably Crushed By Their Coldness.

She Was Clean": No Piercings, Tattoos, Or Scarifications. All The Kids Were Now. And Who Could Blame Them, Alex Thought, After Watching Three Generations Of Flaccid Tattoos Droop Like Moth-eaten Upholstery Over Poorly Stuffed Biceps And Saggy Asses?

Everybody Sounds Stoned, Because They're E-mailing People The Whole Time They're Talking To You.

Nineteen Eighty Is Almost Here, Thank God. The Hippies Are Getting Old, They Blew Their Brains On Acid And Now They're Begging On Street Corners All Over San Francisco. Their Hair Is Tangled And Their Bare Feet Are Thick And Gray As Shoes. We're Sick Of Them.