-Why Is The Picket Fence White?

We all work very hard at maintaining some level of dignity and composure. All of us that is except for 86.3 percent of college males; everyone else though tries to have some dignity surrounding them. Trying to look like you didn’t walk out of a trash bin or that you fell out of a magazine ad; trying to look good without looking generic. Trying to be educated and be able to hold intelligent conversations; being able to talk about more then Halo or the size of your anatomy. Trying to be well balanced and cultured; knowing about the lingering effects of Macy’s taking over Fields, the political climate of Cuba and just who exactly is pregnant in Hollywood. Trying to have some resemblance of a love life; actually talking to the cute people who work in the mall or hand us our caffeinated drinks, being so bold as to invite someone to sit with you and getting some. Trying to be as fit as possible without stupidity; avoiding things made in dining halls, not having your gym membership card get lost in the land of library cards and spontaneous dance parties in the bathroom that prove we we’re sexy and know how to shake it. Once we get into the habit of doing these things or developing some form ritualistic routine, the inevitable question comes; just who exactly are we making good for?
Naturally we would love to say that we do it to ourselves for ourselves by ourselves, but since we don’t live in a suburb of one and since we are influenced by those around us, we have to admit that community plays are part into it. Our neighbors and fellow block party attendees do tend to shape and influence us, even if we purposely try not to fall under their influence. By claiming they have no effect on us, they have affected us.
The part of us that wants to never give up the city skyline and great cuisine of the metropolis and its surrounding areas to live in the country just so we are alone says that we do what we do so that we won’t be alone; we do it to ourselves so that we’ll have neighbors to talk about it with. Apartment buildings are kind of the most brilliant thing ever; they keep you surrounded by people you don’t know, but yet you are never alone. You are in the heart of an impersonal personal space, solely surrounded by other strangers. How could we as humans function if we did not have someone to tell everything to, we need our people, our friends, our neighbors so that we can tell them what happened and listen to what happened without us.
So here’s the ugly truth, no man should ever wear Ugg boots. Ok, that’s not really it. The real truth is that Crocs should be outlawed for men, women and children. There’s just no excuse for that, seriously! Since when did we become too lazy to tie our shoes or actually put shoes on, come on America, Europeans are laughing at us. Snickering at us while smoking their skinny cigarettes and wearing their skinny jeans, not cool. The truth about why we want white picket fences and why we work so hard to make ourselves the best version we can be, it’s because we don’t want to live in our houses alone. We can work really hard to have the mansion with the three car garage, even have three cars to go into it, but it’s not worth anything if only we see it. We want someone who will appreciate the fence, the yard, the landscaping, the matching shutters and doors; we do for ourselves because it is gratifying, but self gratification pales in comparison to compliments from someone else. So, we keep our flowers trimmed just the way we like them, we wipe down our Venetian blinds to keep the dust off, and we sweep our porches so they look inviting; all in the hopes that someone will come along and appreciate them just as much as we do.