Now I hope you accept my apology now, because this whole thing is about to get terribly over exaggerated, over sentimentalized, over romanticized, and honestly over thought, but goddamn I'm Remoy and this is the only way I know how to do. Well, at least, it's the only way I like to do.

These two movies work well within a relationship between the both. They obviously, not so obvious from the poster of Catfish, deal with Facebook. They both become period pieces in our common era and become the frames to our current modern lives. Parents use Facebook, obviously kids use Facebook, Human Resources use Facebook (check in on Rusty every once in awhile and you'll see it on his screen), predators use Facebook, and well, almost everybody uses Facebook. It's monopolized our lives and it's monopolized the internet.

But these movies aren't about Facebook itself. No, we are still writing and telling that story everyday. These movies are about the characters who develop this enterprise. The creators and the constituents. Facebook will never be to blame nor can it receive all the glory. It can just be there and be an opportunity for all of us.

I've seen The Social Network twice now in theaters and I wouldn't be surprised if I see it again. Don't be shocked, I'm that kind of guy. When I see a movie, when I really read a story I connect with, I can't help but want to keep reinvesting in hopes of finding more connectivity. So like I said, I've seen it twice and hope to see it a lot more. But why am I so connected? What about this movie about something so regular stimulates me? Well honestly it's the glorified character of Mark Zuckerberg the founder (or as the movie shows, cofounder) of Facebook. And by the way, on the record, Jesse Eisenberg's portrayal is so devilish and yet tragic you can't help but hate and yearn for him all in the same scene.

And what is it about this supposed Zuckerberg picture that shows an important picture to me? It's the character's motivation for this all. And that motivation is simply revenge. A big ol' Fuck You type of revenge. Honestly, that's all it is. It isn't money, and it's not necessarily popularity, it's honest revenge. It's a more poignant and definitely a more real retelling of the classic 80's quartet, Revenge of the Nerds. Now in this series you see all the stereotypical nerds. You see them in their plight to take back cool, or moreover, take back their human decency. And it's funny as hell. But what SN does that RTN doesn't do, is that it removes stereotype as you see the reality behind the hierarchy in modern adolescence.

Living in New York and doing everything that I luckily get to do, I by default get regarded, at least by a few, as cool. And even myself, even me in my own head, I get lost in the cool parade. And it's ok, I'm 26 now, and for the most part don't have to rely solely on the cool quality scale (even though I do). But when in doing this, when thinking about cool as a grade or cool as a hopeful possibility I sometimes explicity or sometimes ignorantly ignore a big part of me. And that is, for a majority of my life, I was not cool. To be more specific I was a nerd.

BEGIN SIDEBAR: Now, this maybe another sign of how lucky/blessed I am, but one facet of modern cool is the nerd factor. And I think it has to do with the possibility that a majority of the world for the longest time was not Zach Morris. Yet all the voices of society told us to be cool we had to be like Zach Morris, but we just weren't. And a majority of us who weren't have finally won. Big glasses, non athletic, normal, un "cool" clothes, all these thing along with all of us have taken back cool. We've taken back our human decency and our right to be cool. :END SIDEBAR

But again, it's so easy to forget who we/I used to be. It's hard to remember before "Nerd cool" that I was simply a nerd. It's hard to acknowledge that before I made the sacrifices and took the motivation to be cool, I was a nerd: Big glasses with thick ass lenses, fat kid, uncoordinated, nose-picker, unatheletic, stupidly smart, unclever, shy-as-hell, dorkily uncool unstyle, and basically insecure as all get out. I can't forget this kid no matter how much I want to or no matter how much I try.

A lot of people my age these days are lucky enough to have their own families. Finding significant others and making beautiful babies. And with that, their is the natural hope to give your kids, to give the future generation the possibility of a better life. You know, it's ok to want your kids to have it better and for their lives to be devoid of the shit you had to deal with. So with this, you see kids with really cool names. You see kids with hip clothes along with hip hair. You see kids, little kids, being nerd cool. And again, it's ok.

But I think if I'm ever that lucky to have kids, if I'm lucky to ever have little Remoys (which I will name every child I have male or female Remoy), I think I'll do the opposite. Because I know this, I was a nerd, and a part of me will always be a nerd. And because of the nerddom of my yesteryears I'm able to be the man I am now. I've had the ability to go through that metamorphosis from dork to cool kid. And I know, not all and maybe not many (that's me being nice, I really mean all) of the cool kids from those yesteryears of school and adolescence are no longer cool. They're no longer striving to live better and be better, because they experienced the Zach Morris way too early. Let's just say they were spoiled with the Zach Morris without having to achieve it and value it and know what it takes to maintain it.

So when I have these li'l Remoys running around, I'm going to hope and try to instill in them the forces that will ground them in the qualities of what it takes to be a nerd. I mean genetically, they'll be taken care of, but socially, I'll reinforce that they be smart first. I'll reinforce terrible styling of both hair and clothes. I'll let them rot in their own insecurity. Because I know later on, like Zuckerman's success, they will be motivated by revenge. And maybe like Zuckerman or maybe not, or maybe just like me, they'll come up on top to this plateau of perspective and quality understanding. It's been a good life for me. And maybe I owe more to Zuckerman, because shit, he's the one, or at least his pet project is the one keeping me cool.

I'm Remoy Philip bitch.



Without Relent,
Peace
Remoy