The resurgence of Pagan ritual in the latter part of the 20th century shows the way to a future beyond yuppie death culture. Since the advent of Rock and Roll, and Marlon Brando's irresistable badness, things have really gone to pot. The young folks after the depression and WWII had sought to create a utopia, instead they spawned a race of utopians.
Media always tries to encapsulate youth with convenient labels.
These 'hippies', 'punks', and 'generation xers', want lush, pagan pomp, power chords, driving rhythms, color, lights, skin, hair, body art, and community. A joint is shared without question, sex and dance and art becomes one amorphic, Dionysian ritual. We are a vigorous species, and though the future may seem dark to some, to others it is equally light. Where attention goes, energy flows. The ones who see themselves as superior by virtue of their piercings and tattoos are doomed to become as anachronistic as the aging ex-pseudo hippies driving SUV's and sipping Starbucks corporate coffee.