So what if we’re outta tune?
“Whoever is most impertinent has the best chance.”
- Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
There are very few constants in life. One is the presence of change. Another is the fact that I will, at least 90% of the time, want to pursue things in which most people have no interest.
So I’m used to people crinkling their noses or peering in disbelief at the things I value most. But I’ll never get used to hearing intelligent people stumbling to justify allegiance to the mediocre without admitting that conformity is at least part of the reason.
Sure, people like to think they like what they like for their own reasons, rather than for conformist ones. But I suspect that comes from a desire to see ourselves as free-thinking, even when we’re afraid to think differently. I’ve caught myself making similar rationalizations more than a couple times. There are certain situations where non-conformity carries a risk, but genuine risk is rarely a factor in how we choose the music we listen to, or the fashions we wear (or the cars we drive, or the books we read, etc.)
While mulling pending changes in my own life, I was thinking we sometimes cling to mass norms because we want to feel like we’re part of something. And on some level, we all want that. There might even be a formula for this phenomenon, the way so many flock to the same lousy music or style or whatever. Maybe it has to do with the lack of deeper connections between human beings. Maybe it isn’t simply a fear of being different, but a fear of being alone.
Maybe as our personal connections become increasingly shallow, we seek out whatever semblance of a connection we can find, even if it’s just a virtual one. And my guess is the extent to which we define ourselves by pop culture preference is inversely proportional to the extent to which we actually form meaningful connections with those in our actual lives.
Or maybe I just want an explanation that makes me feel more highly evolved than the average person. Maybe we’re just wired differently, and the way I’m wired is not to care all that much what everyone else thinks. Maybe I’m just lucky to love what I love without feeling ashamed or ostracized when people around me crinkle their noses at my preferences. And maybe I’m better off not caring all that much.
Anyway, you can click here to see a live performance of the song I was listening to when I started writing this post.
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