
Jack’s quest for sneaker coolness, while amusing, is not merely anecdotal. It exemplifies what might be called the Geezer’s Paradox: the older we get, the less we care about being cool—and, perversely, the cooler we become. This isn’t wisdom. It’s exhaustion masquerading as enlightenment. The effort required to stay ahead of trends eventually outweighs the social reward, and so we opt out. Not with a bang, but with a sigh and a pair of shoes that don’t hurt our arches.
The paradox lies in the cultural feedback loop. Indifference, once a symptom of age, now reads as authenticity. And authenticity, in the current economy of curated selves, is the ultimate currency. Jack didn’t become cool by trying. He became cool by ceasing to try—though not before spending several hundred pounds on footwear that promised transcendence and delivered blisters.
Idea for Impact: Coolness, like happiness, resents pursuit. Stop chasing it and it might just follow you home. Or at least to the corner shop in a pair of sensible trainers.