I am an opinionated mofo and when my ire gets up I tend to heat up the keyboard and vent so here we go.
I just discovered there is something called a "stance scene." If you consider yourself a member of said "scene" unpucker your a**, I'm not targeting just your weak lame a** corner of the world, but rather the entire neighborhood you live in full of similar disingenuous, faux-elitist unoriginal f*** tards that feel the need to take any little variation of style and try to codify it, to create arbitrary rules for it and then measure each others' level of righteousness to their new religion.
Don't bother trying to explain the rules of your particular cult, I don't give a s***; you and your opinion are meaningless to me. The dogma of your particular social circle jerk is not being singled out, rather the mindset it shares with other such pseudo noun assuming groups of copycat posers like the drifters, the JDM otakus, the hellaflush idiots or the oh so asinine and tedious VIP goofs.
DO WHAT YOU WANT TO YOUR CAR.
DRIVE YOUR CAR.
HANG OUT WITH YOUR BUDDIES.
EXPLORE YOUR CREATIVITY.
but for the love of god quit trying to ascribe false order to what should be a free expression. Humans suck, guys especially. Most of them cannot just do their own damned thing. They can't stand to walk a unique path. They must seek the comfort of a group dynamic. They might have an original idea at first, but in short order the capillary action of weak, pathetic tag alongs will begin to coalesce into a new "scene."
The originators of whatever the focal point of this new thing is, if they are lucky, may be elevated to some sort of guru status that gives them the power to define this scene and award people their blessing from on high; the porch at their mom's house where they likely still live.
The new acolytes of this movement will begin to whittle down metrics to measure your adherence to the scene. It's a predictable progression. Again, we are talking about mostly men here and that alpha male s*** still courses just under the surface. Where once the strongest and fastest and smartest would rise above the tribe, now it's likely some sunken-chested goof who has yet to encounter a vagina that was not paid for, but does have the flushest shiz yo!
I understand it. I get it, but f*** STOP IT! It's weak and you are only impressing your little daisy chain of loser friends who like you would be terrified in the cold night of originality without another equally timid loser to spoon with.
Got an idea, do it! If your buddy tries to copy you mod for mod all single white female and s***, smack him and tell him to get his own damned style. Don't fall into the scene scenario; get a damned life. Want to sit your S14 way up in the air with tons of space between the tires and wheel wheels, go for it. Want to bolt a huge wing to the back of your FWD car and put fat wheels on it even though it's bone stock under the hood, be my guest. Put a blower on your V6 instead of turbos and run a big 3" cog belt through the hood, hell yes! I might not like it, but you shouldn't care. You make the payments on the thing, you make the rules!
Want to be cool? Be yourself. Nobody can be who you are better than you. You win. People are going to hate, that's what haters do. You know why they hate you? They hate you because you are free and they aren't. They have thrown in their lot with a "scene" and that group's love and support is conditional. Violate the "rules" and you're out. Back on the street with an atrophied personal style because they were concentrating on being a good car cult member.
If you see me rolling with styling cues that bridge multiple "scenes" that may exist, but which I don't honor as actual things greater than the mental constructs of unoriginal minds, don't feel the need to explain to me what said scene dictates I must do. I'm doing my own thing and you should too. Otherwise you are an automaton, you are a clone, you are potential unrealized, you suck.
/rant
