LABELS ARE the generalisations we all love and know - your actions very often decide your label, your type, the way you're viewed from the outside. So what label can we bestow upon the next generation,? asks
ROSEMARY MACCABE
It's an impossible task. Their interests are many, their restrictions are few. They're living with a freedom that previous generations may not recognise: the freedom to be individual; the freedom to buy and the freedom to make; the freedom to express themselves without worrying about "what people will think".
Their enthusiasm for life is infectious. They love music, they love socialising. They want to be more interested in politics, but for now, they're too busy customising their clothes and looking for their next line of inspiration.
On a Wednesday night in Dublin, they were hanging out in Crawdaddy on Harcourt Street - the live music venue for the up-and-coming bands of the moment. With free entry before 11pm, cheap drinks and a mix of cool, hip music, not to mention a range of like-minded but individual people, all with the aim of hanging out, having fun and, should the mood take them, dancing their hearts out.
No, on a night like this, they certainly don't need no education - and they probably wouldn't put up with thought control. Beautiful? Definitely. Damned? Unlikely.