The Closing of the 00s.

This being the final year in the first decade of the new century, I've been irate with occasional curiosity in regards to what, exactly, this decade of the Zeroes is to be labelled in the history books of our contemporary future. The "roaring" 20s, the "swingin'" thirties, a break during the conflict, then seemingly the decades were no longer named but instead the people, the generations; baby-boomers, flower children, disco bastards, gen-x, whatever and so on. Those of us born into the materialism of the 80s, grown during the progressive heat of the 90s, and now coming up in the 00s are lacking in delineation, the title of this blog presenting potential, however, given the recession and economy something less than zero would be more affecting. While Method Man is a commercially successful rapper and surely has many great lyrics and tracks, his greatest singular achievement in music is the transcendental hook, "cash rules everything around me..." both in regards to meaning and execution, in the song aptly named after what it's all about, "...CREAM...", and the true necessity in today's world, "...get the money. Dolla' dolla' bills ya'll." Those of us coming up in The Now have the world at our finger-tips, as those within whose wrinkled hands it currently rests shall be off to retirement a short breath into the next decade, leaving us to draw in the void, consuming, scrambling, for all capital and power that becomes available. It is our prerogative, our duty, as the generation of Americans entering the summer of life as a huge segment of our citizens fall into winter, to take all we can but to never be satisfied, discontentment being a necessity of perpetual progress. What do you want? "Everything, and more."