There is a perfect circle Venn diagram of liking U2, some faggot sending me links to TED talks, and another faggot telling me that they’re spiritual, not religious.
I grew up at precisely the right (or wrong) age when The Strokes hit it big. Suddenly every faggot had a mop haircut, a leather jacket even in the summertime, 70s band tees, and skinny jeans. A couple years later, the fags obsessed with the The bands started following Jack Johnson and these faggots all decided to get acoustic guitars and start strumming while sitting on a ledge or halfway up a staircase. Most of these guys were doing it to get laid and these guys would occasionally succeed. That meant I had to hear bad noodling all throughout campus for the following few years.