Although promiscuous behaviour is mentioned in apologetic mental health leaflets around the world as a "possible cause for depression", it is also encouraged to a massive extent: whole generations worth of aspiring human beings are defined through it. If our societies are this ambivalent, confused and unable to cope with variety, how do you think your average 15-year old feels?

After the foam dries and the poison-green lights shut down at the altar of an eternal mardi gras, the hard pulse is replaced with a barely audible heartbeat. A global hangover sets in. Taboo topics are never discussed, they are acted upon, they give us tragedy. Like the video-presenter who can't spell the names of classic rock-acts and generally feels uncomfortable around good music, the biggest misconception is in the strength of the loud.

In modern times humility is considered as something equally desirable as a mullet. This ambivalence is what drives some people into writing shit poetry, slitting their wrists, having kids too early on and then abandoning them. In this world, how could you ever escape being undesirable? You are willing to try anything it takes, maybe through an enigma or a cult. It is not the universe that's trying to knock you down from your bike, it's the the ignorance of not knowing what topics are alright amidst fashionable strangers.

It is the grinning hairspray puppet that's asking for a light, reporting back to heirloom shampoo-people. It is The Hip. You go with it although you're not exactly sure why.