" ...this process begins with a crime against
the natural order, though in this case the deviation may
seem slight indeed – the cultivation of a quiff, the
acquisition of a scooter or a record or a certain type of
suit. But it ends in the construction of a style, in a
gesture of defiance or contempt, in a smile or a sneer.
It signals a Refusal.
I would like to think that this Refusal
is worth making, that these gestures have a meaning,
that the smiles and the sneers have some subversive
value, even if, in the final analysis, they are... just the
darker side of sets of regulations, just so much graffiti
on a prison wall.
Even so, graffiti can make fascinating reading."
"Subculture: The Meaning Of Style"
We’re magnets for ill-shaped cogs in machines. I just realised my role in the functionalist dream. This escape route? It leads straight back to the maze - we’re doomed to wander the rest of our days. We’ll inspire only our own replacements, and end up wondering where the days went. This escape route? It leads straight back to the maze, and we’re doomed to wander the rest of our days.