At the end of the day, what they want isn’t the ice cream float or burger or fries. What they want is for the modern burger joint experience to feel like the vision of mid-20th century diners they have in their head. They want to go to Johnny Rockets and have it be this whole, authentic Americana and not a soulless plastic simulacrum of a classic diner. Of course, they can never get that because that vision is all boomer nostalgia and marketing; as conservatives tend to do, they yearn for a past that never really existed. So they continuously look for scapegoats to blame for why the burger makes them feel empty.
Oh ya they want to feel like they felt (or just how they think they felt) as children. Joy and happiness came easy then. I also love going to a classic diner. Eat something tasty yum yum. That’s not enough for them of course. The diner won’t be good enough unless it literally transforms them into children when they enter.
You are right that it’s a feeling they crave and instead of realizing that feeling is no longer available to them and seeking new experiences they crash out and cry about seed oil. Pathetic.
I mean, aging is a pretty tough thing to handle, but being this existential about burgers being cooked differently while blaming the Jews or whatever is much sillier.
Peter Pan syndrome will always be a pipeline to fascism. Look at boomers, a generation that wants to LARP as perpetual 20-somethings forever and never retire, let alone make room for more people.
At the end of the day, what they want isn’t the ice cream float or burger or fries. What they want is for the modern burger joint experience to feel like the vision of mid-20th century diners they have in their head. They want to go to Johnny Rockets and have it be this whole, authentic Americana and not a soulless plastic simulacrum of a classic diner. Of course, they can never get that because that vision is all boomer nostalgia and marketing; as conservatives tend to do, they yearn for a past that never really existed. So they continuously look for scapegoats to blame for why the burger makes them feel empty.
they want a segregated diner
Oh ya they want to feel like they felt (or just how they think they felt) as children. Joy and happiness came easy then. I also love going to a classic diner. Eat something tasty yum yum. That’s not enough for them of course. The diner won’t be good enough unless it literally transforms them into children when they enter.
You are right that it’s a feeling they crave and instead of realizing that feeling is no longer available to them and seeking new experiences they crash out and cry about seed oil. Pathetic.
all that stoicism and they still can’t handle growing older
I mean, aging is a pretty tough thing to handle, but being this existential about burgers being cooked differently while blaming the Jews or whatever is much sillier.
Peter Pan syndrome will always be a pipeline to fascism. Look at boomers, a generation that wants to LARP as perpetual 20-somethings forever and never retire, let alone make room for more people.