Vera
Gabriella Flournoy
My generation is predictable. We want things now, yesterday or even better the
future. If you figure out that math let me know, I want in. The trends in clothes, music
and haircuts seem to come and go just like any other flavor-of-the-month, and now, with
the scroll of the ever-present ‘feed.’ My personal favorite phenomena that I love to hate—
embraced by the millennial generation—is the instant video, the cell-phone captured,
YouTube worthy bullshit we just cannot seem to get enough of. The emergence of the
video-dedicated app streams video into our palms: desensitizing us to the absurd, obscene
and the obscure. Once, at an urban university, filled with thousands of people tromping
around, I witne