Smells Like Ten Years
More or less ten years ago today, Kurt Cobain decided that he had had enough. For some folks finding out that Cobain had committed suicide was one of those "where were you when?" events. Where were you when JFK was shot? Where were you when the space shuttle blew up? Things like that.
Well where was I when I heard the news? I was driving back to my apartment in San Antonio after putting in a day working at The Psychological Corporation. I'd taken a temp job there grading linguistics tests that had been given to elementary aged kiddos. Loads of fun, that job (YAWN). Yet I always remember that gig because it was while driving home from it that I heard on the radio that Kurt Cobain was dead.
Nirvana wasn't even my favorite band at the time and I couldn't profess to being particularly attached to Kurt Cobain. I didn't own all his cds, wasn't the flannel wearing type, and didn't smoke cigarettes or drink coffee. In other words, I wasn't exactly the poster child for Generation X with dreams of moving to Seattle. But yet I was profoundly shaken by hearing about his death. Even now I couldn't tell you exactly why, but I could tell you exactly where I was on the freeway driving home that day. Strange.
But I couldn't tell you where those ten years went. Ten years?!? If you went back in time to the Alex Mauldin of 1994 and told him that in ten years he would not only be a high school English teacher (no friggin' way!), but that he'd be an English teacher in Germany, he'd probably tell you to stop smoking the hippie lettuce and quit bothering him because he has a stack of linguistics tests to grade and hours of Kurt Cobain specials to wade through on MTV.
Holy crap! I used to watch MTV ten years ago, too! That was probably the last time MTV meant anything to me. In fact, this past year I've probably watched more FOX News than MTV, which is scary on so many levels.
Wow. Ten years! Ten years ago the world wide web barely existed. Ten years ago Clinton hadn't even heard of a girl named Monica. Ten years ago events lie 9/11 were almost unthinkable. Even the Oklahoma City bombing hadn't happened yet. Ten years ago the Dallas Cowboys had a team that mattered. Rock and roll mattered. George Bush (either one) didn't matter. The world ten years ago was very different than the world today, if only in the differences in what mattered.
But back to Kurt. I'm sure if I clicked on enough websites, or god forbid turned on MTV, someone is probably doing a "what would Cobain be doing today if he were alive today?" exercise. Would he still be playing grunge? Would Nirvana still be together? Would he still be with that skanky Courtney Love? Lots of "woulds" and very few real answers.
My opinion? Nevermind my opinion. My opinion really doesn't matter. But if Kurt Cobain were alive today, I think he'd probably be wondering where those ten years went, too. That and wondering why his death still matters.
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