Likes to judge by appearance, enjoys feeling like an individual (within the sea of individuals), has an aryan mentality about his or her own "kind", and a desire to let all others know, plays in a band, likes to headstomp, be tough, look good, deny his or her own priviledged suburban origin, expliots the objects of shame that he/she see's in him/herself in others,  enjoys being "in the scene", being the guardian and rightful upholder of all labels and stereotypes for all eternity, breathes fire, has an iron fist (or two), can slay dragons with a single blow, is an object of desire for the fairest of maidens, hides emptiness, rejects loneliness, purpose, intergrity, value, morality, stands in opposition to the American consumer whore, while creating a new breed of beast as equally vicious, and formidable, ready to purify by fire the grey, commodified landscape that surrounds him/herself

suburbia, what a grand empire...