The upside: we're not trashed on anymore. The downside: we lose our subculture. But even as our culture is bled into the average happenstances, there are still those of us to whom the moniker still matters. A Nerd among Nerds. They have taken our culture and made it their own, but they still need us to fuel their movies, their games, their books, their memes. Vampires were ours. Giant Robots were ours. Space marines were ours, as were the aliens they fought against. Sure, they can share them. But they will always want more, and we will supply. They want epic stories about superhero vigilantes demolishing their demented baddies? Oh yeah. We've got that in droves. They want Johnny Depp to be a pirate, a mad barber, a demented haberdasher with a fondness of trading places? Guess who had those. They want exciting treasure finds set in historical artifacts and locations of the National Treasure/Nathan Drake variety? Yeah. They can borrow those. But we know, and we keep watching, and we'll be your suppliers. We are the nerds, and we know what you want. But we remember the old days, and soon, sooner than you know, we will return the favor. We don't forget.