It's Time To Start Romanticizing Rebels Who Actually Have A Cause

I was channel surfing the other day and landed on what could’ve been any number of films, TV shows or commercials shilling anything from chips to antidepressants. I couldn’t tell what it was because I only lingered for a few moments and the only image I saw was so banal as to be useless — and ironically, it was meant to be anything but. It was the image of a guy in a leather jacket, wearing dark sunglasses, riding a motorcycle and smoking a cigarette, as some sort of variation of “Bad to the Bone” played in the background. It was probably a commercial for bunion ointment. Or... Read More