
There is something strange about Mike's writing style. His writing is both organized and formal, yet also encompasses the whole pop-cultural feel a lot like an educated tabloid or a well put together presentation that would not really be normal when you try to describe MTV. What I mean is MTV is talked about with your friends or on TV in a very non-formal "yea last night's Cribs episode was sick" type of way. This was even more peculiar to me being apart of this so-called MTV generation, because we shared these experiences, yet I can say I have never heard MTV talked about in such a way. He made the intent of Beavis and Butt-Head sound intelligent, this I formally thought of as an impossible task was done quite neatly.
Even though he had a very formal and intellectual set-up Mike made it very easy to connect with what he was talking about. If possible Mike didn't really explain what it was to be a part of this generation he showed us. Through some of his diction and also connecting with our sub-conscience, we all thought about how utterly stupid Beavis and Butt-head were, or how shallow "Next" was, yet we never put it to words. And so, reading Mike's essay half of it felt as though he was pulling my thoughts from my head. This made me see right through his formal presentation and feel at home with his essay. At first it seemed like it be a dry analytical passage written by some guy who "observed" our generation. Though quickly I found that I was getting comfortable with adapting to his style.







wn, without a doubt, Legends Of The Hidden Temple. Yes, that 90’s Nickelodeon classic. It’s been some time since I’ve seen the show, obviously, but the thrill of watching teams battle for a chance to enter The Temple is something I will never forget. I remember how upsetting it was to watch the Green Monkeys or the Red Jaguars fall into The Moat in the first round only to have to restart from the beginning. I remember feeling my stomach drop every time a Temple Guard would come out of nowhere and grab an unsuspecting contestant, even though he shouldn’t have chosen The Swamp as a part of his journey because everybody knows that’s just asking for trouble. I remember knowing that if a team didn’t have two whole Pendants of Life entering The Temple, they were doomed. I remember how aggravating it was to sit on the other side of the television and watch some stupid kid trying to assemble the Silver Monkey. No, buddy, the head goes on top, not in the middle. I remember listening to the host, Kirk, hopelessly try and lead the teams through The Moat, The Steps of Knowledge, The Temple Games, and finally, The Temple Run. The addicting combination of the thrill, the stomach drops, and the aggravation made Legends of the Hidden Temple nearly impossible not to watch and definitely impossible to forget.

