A friend (who shall remain nameless) has lately become too cool to be tolerated…
Dave Eggers wrote a pretty eloquent rant on the notion of selling out (vs. being authentic or cool), which was reprinted by Harpers a couple of summers ago, but what Eggers misses (and which he is somewhat guilty of himself) is the pleasure we get out of being “in the know”. This person is the name dropper. This person is the one who needs to tell you he was at that show – before they were famous.
Of course the need to feel in-the-know extends beyond the realm of pop culture. It’s the whole reason gossip exists at all.
Anyway, I’m guilty myself. I wish I could more often just guilelessly like things.