tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072420181476584961.post6695152797944739162..comments2023-11-05T04:01:12.146-05:00Comments on Ad Aged: I wonder.george tannenbaumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10974259094860905139noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072420181476584961.post-91452621087141296072008-12-31T19:10:00.000-05:002008-12-31T19:10:00.000-05:00As a eurotrasher living in the land of plastic I a...As a eurotrasher living in the land of plastic I also must endure the "temporary suspension of disbelief" I so frequently engage in when crossing this landscape that prides itself on the "freedom" it fought and perpetrates to fight for. This is more about a freedom to run amok and indulge in every whim at any time anywhere. We point to the freedom that makes people fat and sick blaming them for their inability to control themselves. Whereas we should direct our energies of contempt against the greedy mongers who build airports with nothing healthy in sight - ATL being the worst offender. City planners (what an oxymoron that title is in this country) who create turds of aesthetically reprehensible quality with accountability to nothing but faster, cheaper, and, as appears to be the <I>mots du jour,</I> the highest bidder. <BR/><BR/>There appears to be no loyalty to anything in this country except "the freedom to do whatever the fuck I damn well please." So enjoy the plastic burger from plastic cows fed other plastic cows just to ensure we all succumb to mad plastic disease. The problem is that if you are not an AMERI-tarian with a steady diet of denial, tastless-ness, and lack of culture and education, you end up noticing all the shallowness...and the inevitable sadness of an unbridled society left to its every desire without guardrails. <BR/><BR/>In the meantime, good luck until you can get out.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072420181476584961.post-5980481959316292922008-12-29T09:50:00.000-05:002008-12-29T09:50:00.000-05:00Just before Katrina hit, we went to New Orleans--t...Just before Katrina hit, we went to New Orleans--the first time I'd been to the states in years. And I couldn't wait to go home. The same greasy restaurants, the same tourist shops, the overpriced "jazz" clubs, the fake originality... all of it was a big, farcical show. It could have been anywhere else in the US, just with different backdrops and accents. It feels like that everywhere we go in the states.<BR/><BR/>It's starting to feel like that up here in parts of Canada, too.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com