After seeing this amazingly inane drivel about teenagers with trendy, extreme body decorations defending their honor in yesterday’s Las Vegas Review-Journal, I thought I’d try to understand the teenage mindset better by letting one of them take this space and explain their fascinating insights into the egalitarian tradition and their innovative adaptations thereof. Our anonymous adolescent offers the following:
Dont be hatin on me! It dont matter if I be getting earrings or tattoos or mohawks or implants or wearin bikinis to school or bitin my toenails in class or stuff like that. Thats just who I am! You cant judge me! Stop hatin!
Im just expressin myself! If I want to cover myself in egg yolk and run screaming through the parking lot, it dont make no difference to you. I was born that way. Its a free country. Dont give me your bad looks. And quit hatin up on me!
You think smearing pig slop on my feet and dancin in front you wherever you go is like bad or somethin? You dont know, you just hatin. You wrong. Thats just the way we is now. We likes to go out in public and fill our mouths with raw fish guts and spit em at each other an yell out catch phrases from this weeks popular movie and thats cool. That dont make us bad.
Its a fact that some of us who likes digging up graves and dragging bodies behind their cars is all goin to Harvard and stuff now. Yeah! Take that! Tons of folks who go around wearing baggy clothes overflowin with maggots is like doctors and lawyers and stuff now. So dont be stereotypin! It dont matter to you–its a free country. You just dont understand, so dont be hatin!
Everything that everybody does is cool now. Aint nothin bad no more. Except the stuff that you old folks like that I dont like. That stuff sucks.
Etc. Etc. Ad nauseum.
Gently Hew Stone 
“Ad nauseum” indeed.
Teenage counter argument: Hey dont be hatin up on me!
*sigh* I have to hear this every day…thanks for the sympathy, Floyd.