Much as we love to wax lyrical about ‘being your own person’ and ‘not following the crowd’, I do think this is something of which everyone is a bit guilty. I know I have a bit of a sneaky penchant for it myself, because it gives me one of those warm and tingly feelings, and quite frankly I don’t think the world has enough of those.
What do I mean by ‘second-hand likes/dislikes’? (I hear you ask… silently.)
I mean the way we as humans love to love the stuff the people we love… well, love. Yes.
Whether it’s Harry Potter, the Arsenal football team or that song by the Cheeky Girls (okay, definitely not THAT), we sometimes can’t help but develop a bit of a pash for something because someone we care about likes it.
My Nonno grew up in Finsbury Park and lived and breathed the Gunners (he even had an Arsenal flag on his coffin – truefax), and now I get ridiculously excited when they win. Their successes fill me with immense pride at the memory of him.
The night before I went away on holiday for two weeks without my family for the first time, one of my best friends sent me Separated By Motorways by The Long Blondes, and since then whenever I hear it I feel a bit of her rebellious spirit (and regret the fact that we don’t see each other often enough – this is the downside to second-hand likes).
Back to the Future is still one of my favourite movies because it made an ex of mine laugh so much.
And A Very Potter Musical is my favourite thing on the internet because I found it via the Facebook page of someone whose Facebook page I used to visit entirely too often (but that’s a whole other story.)
That fact is that – despite the fact you must have some natural positive feeling for it in its own right, or else it’s just pointless – you like these things so much because you see them, think of the person they relate to, and then say ‘You make them happy, therefore you are good.’ As ‘liking’ stuff goes, this is pretty special, and one of the least selfish reasons for liking something that I can think of.
Of course, one of the best parts is wondering what stuff the people you know like purely because it reminds them of a happy you.
Ah, there goes that warm, fuzzy feeling again. Nice.
Image from Lauren V‘s photostream.