It’s funny how the space of a few years can throw a new perspective on things…..youth magnifies things which the passing of time later reveals to be insignificant…..
I watched an old episode of Dawson’s Creek – from the second (and best) season – and couldn’t help but laugh at one particular situation which, for some stupid reason, brought the ever present teen angst that underpins the show gushing to the surface.
- Girl (Andie) quizzes beau (Pacey) about his Sexual Purity; assumes he’s a blushing virgin and whatnot….
- Later at a loosely-termed "study night", it’s revealed to girl that said beau did in fact shag his teacher a long time ago (first season – I’ve wasted too many teen hours on this show!)
- Girl goes all "How could you?" bursts into tears and skedaddles out the room
- I’m sitting on me sofa laughing at the absurdity of her reaction. You’d think poor Pacey owned up to being a serial rapist, or to fucking his mum, or summat along those lines….
A similar thing happened ‘tween the protagonist and his bird (Joey) when the former ended up shouting away a poor child who had a crush on him; not the most diplomatic means of dealing with a situation, but the way Joey reacted you’d think he’d been placed on some nonce (sex offender) register…
What is it with all the histrionics that permeate our reactions in youth, ’specially in the case of situations which really aren’t that much of a deal upon reflection? I mean if Pacey was fucking his English teacher whilst dating this Andie, I could understand a somewhat adverse reaction on her part, but in the context of the story, it was done and dusted – history! Like I said, it wasn’t as if he’d been some evil predator or anything; the guy merely went outside the boundaries of convention, as opposed to basic decency, and yet that was all it took to bring his girl’s world crashing down.
Funny that – I’d hate to see what would’ve happened if he’d gone on a crack whore binge…
Now you may well accuse me of reading too much into a mere TV programme, but as is often said, life imitates art and all that shit. I can think of many a time when I’ve blown a situation beyond its natural proportions and I’m sure the creative minds behind this show have seen and/or experienced such rushes of (what seemed like) perpetual angst over stupid and infinitesimal shit. Is this because of the glass houses of idealism we build around ourselves at that time in our lives? The same ones asking to be smashed?
Don’t get me wrong – I’m big on the old idealism myself, but even I can see that idealism to the extent of solipsism – walking round with blinkers on – is just a one-way ticket to Hades! When our self-fabricated perceptions take the place of communication and true understanding we become one-(wo)man car wrecks waiting to happen, hence the plague of histrionics that follow our crushed illusions….