I spent the weekend in Iowa and Nebraska (I know Dan is from Kansas, but I figure they're very culturally similar), and I now feel like I have a better appreciation for why Dan is Dan. The disposition of virtually everyone I met was a no-frills, friendly goofiness. It was the same endearingly wide-eyed stuff I've come to expect from Dan, and I don't mean that in a snarky, mean-spirited way at all. I had a freaking blast hanging out with the midwesterners. They were some of the funniest people I've ever met, probably because they learned how to entertain themselves since there's not all that much going on. Honestly, there's something to that. Not having (or needing) constant stimuli is fairly liberating. I live in Austin, and I get so tired of all the fake-ass bullshit from "trendy", self-absorbed people who don't even really have their own identity. It was incredibly refreshing to just fill a cooler with beer and do dumb shit. We got drunk and flew a drone around in a parking lot like five-year-olds with a new toy, and it was some of the most fun I've had in a while.
And the jackets. My God, the jackets. Most of the younger Midwestern people dressed normally, but just about everyone over the age of 40 wore an utterly amazing jacket that put Members Only to shame. I wasn't appreciating them in an ironic, hipstery way, either. They were wearing jackets that haven't been remotely in style for decades, and that's awesome. I'm talking multicolored pleather bomber jackets, shiny track-style varsity jackets with iron-on lettering, etc. These jackets weren't "retro" or "vintage", they were straight-up antiques. This was a case of people wearing the exact same jacket they got back in 1948, 1973, or whenever. I got the sense that if I had asked how long they had worn their jacket, they would have been perplexed at the question and responded "this jacket still keeps me warm; why would I replace something that works just fine?" There's inherently a whole lot of not giving a fuck to that, and I'm completely on board with that.
I imagine that growing up in such an area gives rise to a general attitude of "well, fuck it, let's make the most of this" that leads to ideas like "hey, let's go ride a roller coaster while playing Super Mario 3". It's like no one told the Midwest that people are supposed to be pretentious assholes. Which is probably why Dan seems so much happier than the rest of us. He hasn't figured out how not to see the world through Dan-Cam, and I hope he never does. I'm glad to have visited the heartland of America for a bit of perspective. Not just on Dan, but on life in general. Also, I cannot fucking wait to hear reports from the Danny O'Dwyer Thanksgiving with the Ryckerts so he can experience the culture shock to an even greater degree. I hope they have as much fun as I did, and I'm guessing they will.
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