The Man

Para respaldar un reportaje sobre las llamadas “tribus urbanas”, he recurrido al concepto de “The Man”, fijado por el guionista de la “hollywoodesca” película School of Rock. Traduje algo de este diálogo, claro. Después insertaré aquí mi reportaje.

Dewey: “What, you want to learn something?”
Summer: “Yes, I do.”
Dewey: “What, you want me to teach you something? You want to learn something? All right, here’s a useful lesson for you. Give up. Just quit. Because in this life, you can’t win. Yeah, you can try, but in the end, you’re just gonna lose, bigtime, because the world is run by The Man.”
Frankie: “Who?”
Dewey: “The Man. Oh, you don’t know The Man? Oh, well, he’s everywhere. In the White House, down the hall. Miss Mullins, she’s The Man. And The Man ruined the ozone, and he’s burning down the Amazon, and he kidnapped Shamu and put her in a chlorine tank. Okay? And there used to be a way to stick it to The Man. It was called rock ‘n’ roll. But guess what. Oh, no. The Man ruined that too with a little thing called MTV! So don’t waste your time trying to make anything cool or pure or awesome. Cause The Man’s just gonna call you a fat, washed-up loser and crush your soul. So do yourselves a favor and just give up!”

School of Rock.