History re-repeating itself. Recordings of accidents on automatic playback. Things found and thrown away. Things lost and longed for in new forms. Things not accomplished and casually abandoned on the highway in a black plastic garbage bag. Futures treasured in memory, destinies denied by circumstance, affairs stolen from privacy, sacrifices taken for granted and eventually recycled into orphan-grade toilet paper. Threads to follow, synchronicities to erase, powerless displays of vulgarity to point and laugh at, reticence to remedy, apprehension in the face of genuine opportunity to address, and crypto-misogynystic transferences of 2nd circuit malcontext to ignore.
If you haven't noticed, this has absolutely nothing to do with the genetic disorder described by John Langdon Down in the mid 19th century. Except in the quaint, but distant solipsisity of metaphor, of course. If this is not the page you're looking for then please fail again.
This category in the Infictive Hyperwiki explores an often disputed superstition regarding the 21st year of human life. In many so-called developed or developing nations young adults enter into a phase of temporary (or, given breeding and matrimony, sometimes permanent) state of magickal retardation following their 21st birthday. Indeed much of the cause can be traced back to the prolonged campaigns of appalling alco-phagia that occur when young adult meme-aliens are allowed to attend bars and night-clubs legally even though many runts are patronizing establishments of these sorts either directly or by proxy from age 16 or younger. The infection strategy runs much deeper than just chemical stimulus overload and the simple wanton destruction of brain cells by a liquid depressant.
Thus spake Pope Jellyfish:
with down syndrome as your guide, you'll be too stupid to realize that all the goofy, ridiculous things you do are in fact, goofy and ridiculous.
While this social lubricant flows steadily down the throats of young adult meme-aliens autotoxicity imprints the wage-slave mentality upon the soft domesticated brain of an entire inebriated generation bred on sugar and starch concoctions.
In the words of an uncredited scholar in the field:
As a less than objective observer of early twenty somethings in their natural habitat I feel more than qualified to elucidate on my findings. I can tell you from experience that these kids know how to have a good time and barring that they will go down on you out of sheer boredom. You really can't lose when it comes to these college kids. I've partied with them, broken bread with them, gone ass to mouth with them on the first date, and for all intents and purposes I became one of their tribe. There are many sensitive contradictions and paradoxes contained in the sanctity of their micro-culture. Firmly held folk beliefs that have been passed down orally for 1200 years. They're as stubborn in their convictions as they are secretive about their initiation rituals.
Some of the most important things an outsider needs to know about the tribe include:
The following 31 pages are in this category, out of 31 total.