Harper’s Globe

EDITOR IN CHIEF

Have you looked around lately?  Look closer and you’ll see what I’m seeing: the tattoos, the hair dye, the piercings.  Now do you see it?

The youth of Harper’s Island has turned our town into a circus freak show.   Under the guise of free expression and just plain boredom, these kids look and dress like degenerates. It’s Halloween all year round. The summer tourists who visit our historic village want to get away from the rowdy teenagers and twentysomething punks that roam the streets in their town.  The Cannery was once a place where fisherman and other locals could enjoy a drink amongst friends in a friendly atmosphere.  Ever since Nikki Bolton inherited the establishment from her father five years ago, it has become the clubhouse for the young and directionless of Harper’s Island.

Were we so different in our youth?  Yes.  The nineteen-sixties and seventies in America was a time of great social and political change.  The Civil Rights movement, the woman’s revolution, and the hippie culture changed the world for the better.  Peace and equal rights was the message of the day.

Today’s youth craves a “me” culture.  Internet blogs and facebook pages may connect us but it keeps us at our computers, far away from human contact.  The Internet also perpetuates the culture of “me” by telling the world how special and unique you are through your personal page or blog.  I’m not here to censor and condemn our youth; rather I wish for them to find a direction or cause to better our society and world.