So all of the sudden there is this new term being invented — Grups. It comes from a Star Trek Episode:
“Grups is a nerdy reference to an old Star Trek episode in which Kirk and crew land on a planet run entirely by kids, who call grown-ups grups. All the adults have been killed off by a terrible virus, which also slows the natural aging process, so the kids are trapped in a state of extended prepubescence. They will never grow up. And they are running the show.”
“They are a generation of affluent, urban adults who are now happily sailing through their thirties and forties, clad in beat-up sneakers and cashmere hoodies, content that they can enjoy all the good parts of being a grown-up (a real paycheck, a family, the warm touch of cashmere) with none of the bad parts (Dockers, management seminars, indentured servitude at the local Gymboree). It’s about a brave new world whose citizens are radically rethinking what it means to be a grown-up and whether being a grown-up still requires, you know, actually growing up.”
The real differences I see between these Grups and myself is that they’re willing to spend a whole lot more money on clothes than I am, and I have to say I’m not a fan of the term itself…despite its nerdy origin, it still sounds like “Grubs” to me, which I can’t get down with.
Still, it’s nice to know that I’m not the only guy hurtling toward middle age with a decent record collection, an affinity for the odd gadget and who still feels like a 13 year old kid the vast majority of the time, wondering when the school principal is going to come in and tell the world that I haven’t passed the grown-up test yet.