Conforming to what?

When I was in high school a lot of us were thinking about the question of conforming—of going through life blindly doing what everybody else did.

Like many others, I began to adopt attitudes that I thought were nonconformist. I wore my hair long, blue jeans faded, T-shirts sloppy; and sometimes, I'm afraid, I wore a slight air of smug superiority!

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