I sat at a table near the bar and eyeballed the kids. I had never seen so many fat girls, covered in tats, in bikinis, who thought they were so hot. […] These kids all had a sense of entitlement, but for what? Their youth? That was it? They were young and others weren’t. They better enjoy it while they can because it won’t last. Or maybe it does last these days. Adolescence on into their thirties. The Adolescencing (is that a word?) of America.
I don’t want to say Norman Mailer or Hunter S. Thompson (or maybe I do), but Pat Jordan’s report on Spring Break debauchery in Daytona Beach, Florida, is some serious writing, New Journalism-style. By which I mean it’s hilarious. And fearless. And smart. It’s published as a three-part installment over at Deadspin, called »Down and Out in Daytona Beach«. Did I mention Pat Jordan is 68 years old? Click for part one, part two, part three.