I usually shun being labeled or categorized into a specific group, like "metrosexuals" or "yuppies." I hate being stereotyped, and the traits that people in any group supposedly exhibit rarely do an adequate job describing a person. I share a lot of tendencies with some groups (nerds, Generation X, Democrats, ENTP's) and a few commonalities with others (punks, rednecks), with a sprinkling of other traits mixed in (ninja, Bonapartist, Wookie). I openly defy the marketers of the world to pigeon-hole me...go ahead, sell me somethin', bitches!
Then I read this article about a new phenomenon among adults my age who aren't really acting...well, like "adults." The author named these people "Grups," which is an arcane Star Trek reference (instantly credible in my book) to a world populated only by kids in a state of extended prepubescence. His central claim is that the gap between generations is eroding, and that it's becoming rare for people my age to put aside the things they loved as a child in favor of the traditional uniform of adulthood. Reading through the article gave me a shiver of concern; am I a Grup? It sure seemed like it. Some examples of Grup behavior the author sited included:
- walking around all the time with an iPod plugged in your ears (check)
- regularly buying clothes at Urban Outfitters (not recently, but there isn't one close by)
- taking a toddler to a Happy Hour for parents (check)
- staying up until 4 AM because I can't miss a New Pornographers show. (last year...it was awesome)
- spending $250 on a pair of artfully shredded jeans (not in a million years...I'd much rather spend that money on Amazing Spider-Man #129)
- decide that Sufjan Stevens is the perfect music to play for your child (check...last Sunday)
- wear sneakers as a fashion statement (sneakers are a fashion statement? Cool! I didn't know I was fashionable!)
- kick-off work in the middle of the week to snowboard (how about to go to a beach house? That counts? OK, check)
- wear a Misfits t-shirt (I prefer the Offspring and Palomar, but check)
- make my infant wear a Misfits t-shirt (see above, and check)
Needless to say, it was a bit of an eye-opener to read that, either consciously or unconsciously, I've been aspiring towards tenure in a newly-defined demographic which fit me pretty well. Thankfully, there are still things that don't match up (David Arquette and I have a similar fashion sense, and I still haven't shed the bonds of corporate servitude...yet) and god help me if I ever get so smug about this that I enjoy the smell of my own farts. But where the article got particularly interesting to me was it's take on Grup parenthood. Here's it's lead off on the topic:
"Here’s the bad news about kids: They’re not cool. Especially little kids. Like, 2-year-olds? Forget it. Left to their own devices, they don’t dress well, they have no sense of style, and frankly, their musical taste sucks.
Here’s the good news about kids: They’re defenseless. So if you want to put a Ramones T-shirt on your 2-year-old, you don’t need his permission. All you need is for someone to have the great idea to make a 2-year-old-size Ramones T-shirt. (And trust me—someone’s had that idea.) And if you want to play the Strokes for your 4-year-old son, what’s he going to do? I’ll tell you what—he’s going to learn to love the Strokes."
There's a fixation on "being cool" in this thinking which I inherently reject, but under the surface there's also a recognition that, as parents, it may be harmful for us to lose our identities. I'm sure I'll be a healthier person taking my daughter to museums, concerts, and events that I enjoy, too, and I can be a better parent because I'll be less likely to resent Dora and Tinky-Winky if Fozzie and Wile E. Coyote are also in the mix. That doesn't mean I become a "buddy-parent" who can't enforce discipline, and I recognize that she may be more ready for Free to Be You and Me than Akira. At the end of the day being a smart parent will always trump my selfish tendencies...they key is remembering that they aren't mutually exclusive.
The real danger is that we don't go overboard and project our identities onto her. She needs to grow up with a passion for life and a desire to carve out her individual place in this world. I'm here to enable her, to encourage her, and if I can provide some guidance along the way ("Sweety, wouldn't you rather listen to Beth Orton than Mariah Carey?") then I'm happy to do so. The article ends with an interesting thought, which I hope applies to all of us who find ourselves in this situation:
"Being a Grup isn’t, as it turns out, all about holding on to some misguided, well-marketed idea of youth—or, at least, isn’t just about that. It’s also about rejecting a hand-me-down model of adulthood that asks, or even necessitates, that you let go of everything you ever felt passionate about. It’s about reimagining adulthood as a period defined by promise, rather than compromise. And who can’t relate to that?"
If that's how we define it then yes, I'm a Grup. Are you a Grup?
Considering that my next two major personal purchases are going to be an Xbox 360 and a Sector 9 skateboard...yes. Yes I am. Does that make me "cool"? Hell if I know, but what am I supposed to do? When I became a dad, was there some societal expectation that I'd lounge around the house in my shirt and tie and cardigan, pipe in hand, like Ward Cleaver? (Wait - Kurt Cobain wore cardigans. Well, whatever, never mind...)
I thought that article was, save that last paragraph, piss poor - another attempt by some wanna-be Tom Wolfe to place his personal stamp on modern culture.
Posted by: Jason | March 31, 2006 at 06:41 PM
Wow. I just read the article and with a few small exceptions, my husband and I are grups. Hmm. I honestly didn't think we fell into any sort of group--not because we were TRYING to be different, it's just how it was.
I can't WAIT to do the happy hour with my kids! I am sure that will have to wait until we move back East. There is no way they have that nonsense here in Cincinnati.
Posted by: misfithausfrau | April 01, 2006 at 09:48 AM
NP in NYC? Awesome. And while I just love that there is another hole in which this pigeon may roost (?), I prefer being referred to as "immature".
Posted by: p-man | April 01, 2006 at 11:31 PM
So does that mean our kids are Gruppies?
Posted by: chocolate makes it better | April 02, 2006 at 10:02 PM
My kids are wearing Misfits onesies in their birth announcement, but I don't own an ipod - yet. So, maybe?
Posted by: Sarah | April 03, 2006 at 07:09 AM
over here the Bun only rocks out to the classic Danzig-era Misfits - not the current poser-Misfits band...
Posted by: Daddy Bun | April 04, 2006 at 12:05 AM
I think me and Keen are pretty much Grups (and that was one of my favorite Star Trek episodes, so yeah, instant credibility), though I didn't realize refusing to grow up was a generational movement. And I still get weird looks occasionally... but rock on! This totally validates the stand up arcade games we have out in the garage. (Like I worried that they needed validation... they're video games, hello?!)
(P.S. I'm an ENTP)
Posted by: the weirdgirl | April 04, 2006 at 03:44 PM
Hey! we should send a link to this article over to Dutch and then watch him go into a rant about he's not a Grup! (He so is.)
Posted by: the weirdgirl | April 04, 2006 at 04:03 PM
Wait, so if I'm too young and poor and noncoastal to be a grup, does that just make me a wannabe poser slob?
Posted by: zygote daddy | April 05, 2006 at 09:06 AM
Mostly wear I connected with that article was the whole passion thing. This is completely where I see the most important thing I want to install in my children. I watched my dad sacrafice what he wanted to do for a living for us kids, and while I am eternally grateful I wish he had done what made him happy instead. This is important to me, that I do what I want and that will be what is best for the kid. So I guess in that way I am a Grup, although I am too young to be one. Oh well I never fit into any of these categories, I also had not heard of most of the bands mentioned and I am in my twenties, I guess I am just a loser, that sounds good to me.
Posted by: dear wife | April 12, 2006 at 11:33 PM