Neon, or fluorescent , clothing used to be worn only by highway construction workers, bicycle nerds with a fetish for lycra, and children under the age of ten. But no more! Neon has made the leap into the mainstream with fashionable shirts, blouses, pants, skirts, shorts, socks, shoes and shoelaces all now available in a variety of colors, including the trendy favorites of neon yellow, pink, and orange. Have you caught ‘neon fever?’ Run, don’t walk, to your nearest fashion boutique and gather up some hip fluorescent clothing or risk getting left behind!
Many professional, major league sports teams are now adopting neon colors into their uniforms. Every year, I see a few more teams changing their colors to become more neon. In my former home town of Seattle, the soccer team and the football team are using neon green. The fans love it! It’s the hip thing. For me, it’s just one more reason to skip watching altogether.
For the smartphone, selfie, facebook generation, wearing neon is a natural outgrowth of the narcissism that has been bred into them. Nothing screams “Look at me” quite like fluorescent green hot pants and neon orange shoes.
Cyclists and runners make the argument that wearing these ‘colors’ makes one more visible to traffic and hence reduces the risk of collision and injury. In fact, I have not seen any independent studies documenting the proven effectiveness of wearing neon. Most of the so-called ‘evidence’ supporting the use of neon for preventing crashes is anecdotal and hyped by the clothing manufacturers themselves.
Nevertheless, joggers, cyclists, and road workers will no doubt continue to wear this clothing, at least into the near future, either because of regulations or the peace of mind it brings that they are doing everything possible to protect themselves from unnecessary risk.
But how, where, when and why did neon make the leap into a fashion choice for the rest of us? I’m not sure, but I see it as one more manifestation of the overall infantilization of adults that we see occurring around the globe. We now have hundreds of millions of so-called adults walking around with adult bodies and adolescent minds. These people, whether in their 30s, 40s, 50s, or 60s are stuck in the mental, intellectual, and psychological age of fifteen.
Furthermore, if there is a directing force behind this trend- and when we look at large social trends, we always find the hidden hand of the social engineers- then surely they have an agenda. In addition to the infantilization of adults, another effect is the additional step away from nature herself. For where in nature do we see anything remotely like these hideous neon colors? Nowhere. Bit by bit, step by methodical step, the controllers will take humanity so far away from its roots in the natural world that the final triumph of transhumanism will seem like a logical progression.
All of this is not to say that I don’t like bright colors or clothing that expresses individuality, because I do. I respect a man who can wear a pink button down shirt with flair and style. Everyone should have at least one cool red shirt and even an orange one, if that’s your thing. But neon is something else. It is taking the idea of brightness one step too far. But in our current cultural crisis, in which we are seemingly never able to distinguish what is too much of something, it is not surprising that this trend is now becoming widespread.
In the book of Corinthians, there is a famous quotation which has always been one of my favorites: “When I was a child I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child. But when I became a man, I put away childish things.”