Like demotivational posters and Katy Perry-Metallica mash-ups, I don’t find it funny anymore. There was nothing remotely cool about Jejemon, after all; it was just one of those interesting incidences of pop culture that makes for a good case study of how popularity can actually kill popular culture.
When The Girlfriend and I went to watch Iron Man 2, we were surprised to see one of those Jeje-caps worn properly. Properly. A bit skewed and tilted to the left, but the cap finally molded the contour of the boy’s head. There’s nothing left to be said about Jejemon, except that the bandwagon is just too full for another Jejebuster – or Jeje-supporter – entry that discusses Jejemonology and Jejemoñana. It was good while it lasted. While the sudden surge of popularity for Jejemania was a welcome break from the toxicity of political abracadabra all over the Internet these days, it was just too good to last.
It’s getting a bit old, too.
