Whitesnake Never!

I found myself at a keg party predominated by fratboys last night. The song "Here I Go Again" by Whitesnake came on and they all start singing along. There was no irony involved, and those who weren't singing along got accusatory stares. This to me is everything that's wrong with fraternities. It's not so much the prescribed uniform of dress shirts, the strangely cult-like earnestness or the disregard of everyone not fitting into their social paradigm that bothers me, it's the Whitesnake. It's the fact that people who don't sing along with it are deemed untermenschen. Whitesnake are not, were not and will never be cool. I understand that the isolation and anomie of modern life causes people to seek organizational order. I understand that the feminization of mass culture can cause men to seek refuge in a quasi-homoerotic context. I understand and sympathize with all of this. But I can't understand or sympathize with Whitesnake. I must draw the line and say, "Here you go again, but you're on your own." Death to false metal! Oh, and fuck Ratt too.