Freud: The onesie is a womb. It's infantile and you're trapped in there but it's innately comforting.
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Jung: It's deeper than that, I think. Onesies are the collective unconscious at work: they take the wearer back to when we were all furrier beasts; a simpler time, before evolution gave us the opposable thumbs that irrevocably led to tinder swiping. What do you think,
Ivan?
Pavlov: I mean … you're a dog. You're literally dressed as a dog.
Freud: Ooh, I have more to say about bestial desires.
Jung: How about "no"?
Takeaway coffee cups
So ubiquitous you don't even know you're participating in a trend.
Freud: It's a boob substitute. A boobstitute, if you will. You're sucking warm milk out of a boob. Don't get me started on the milk frother wand.
Jung: Coffee is a magic potion that gives you energy — the coffee cup is the archetype of the Holy Grail, a cup containing the elixir of life.
Freud: Like I said, a boob.
Pavlov: You can't hear a grinder without drooling — and that's essentially my life's work.
Ed Sheeran
A million tickets sold in Australasia, but will our post-millennial babies be dancing to Galway Girl when they're old enough to change the Spotify? No.
Freud: The world is very threatening at the moment; the men in charge are clumsily fondling the nuclear button (which should really be a joy-stick, if you see my meaning). People are attracted to the image of non-threatening sexuality, the brother figure who couldn't find the button with both hands and a compass.
Jung: Ew. Or perhaps his songs tap into our soul's familiar dreams of longing, community, and knowing all the words at the pub.
Pavlov: We've been conditioned to like him by familiarity. He looks a bit like the funny one in Harry Potter, and he sounds a bit like More FM.
Jung: He's popular now but soon he'll be in the Mother's Day bin with Buble and that guy who sang Jessie.
Freud: Joshua Kadison. Oops, I mean, who? Lol — looks like I made a Freudian slip. XD
Jung: Stop.
Fidget spinners
Originally designed to help people with attention-deficit and sensory issues, the fidget spinner is twirled between the fingers. That's all, really.
Freud: Something to flick and twiddle in public? Where were these in my day?
Jung: They generally have three circles so they might represent the trinity of soul, body and divinity, separate but linked and also spinning endlessly in the void — and I'm not sure where I'm going with this.
Pavlov: Round and round?
Jung: Haha.
Pavlov: A lifetime of trend marketing will make people buy anything, no matter how stupid. The bell has supplanted the reward and I win.
Freud: While Pavlov was talking I went out and got one and guys, this is awesome.
Bingewatching
Real-time TV is dead, ads are dead, bingewatching is life. When our time is up we'll know we had joy, we had fun, we had seasons.
Jung: This one's easy. When you're fully immersed in a show, you're basically in a dream state. You're not just checking out Jon Snow's butt, you're communing with the collective unconscious on a higher plane.
Freud: It's the butt, Carl. TV plugs straight into the pleasure centres; you're vicariously living all that sex and violence and you like it. It's who you really are. You're salivating over it.
Pavlov: You rang?
Unicorns
Glitter and rainbows go hand-in-hoof with the popularity of this mythical beast.
Freud: Do you need to ask me? It's literally horny. Okay, seriously though, traditionally only a virgin could tame a unicorn, so let's ask Carl.
Jung: Oh, very mature. The unicorn is a symbol that we recognise from our shared ancestral memories. It's about purity and nobility and beauty. Not surprised you're unfamiliar with those concepts, Sigmund.
Freud: :P
Pavlov: Does anyone even care what I think?
Jung: You were pretty mean to those dogs, so no actually?
Freud: Anyone want to twiddle my spinner?
(Note: The group chat went significantly off topic here, so we wrapped it up.)