hello mama and papa,
you've probably forgotten what i look like. here i am! i do not like to smile in pictures.
did you know that?
in other news,
joe (the boys' housemate and fellow band member) has been talking about the impending 'mad max' revolution, about how the entire american economic system is going to crumble irreparably sometime around february of 2010. he says it will be every man for himself, pure and total anarchy, people looting and killing each other, absolute civil unrest.
once it all comes down, he says, the first thing he'll do is tattoo his face. as a representation of his tribe.
there is definitely a very intriguing survivalist, wild west vibe out here. wyoming was one thing - what with the homesteads and the common knowledge that everyone has guns, in their cars and in their homes - but out here, there is the progressive spirit paired with libertarian preparedness and paranoia. and there are already plenty of people, young and old, flaunting face tattoos.
here is an image of the mad max fantasy:
i do think, however, that if such a thing were to happen and everything fell apart, and the world had to resemble some piece of cultural currency, it would be cormac mccarthy's the road, which looks more like this:
you've probably forgotten what i look like. here i am! i do not like to smile in pictures.
did you know that?
in other news,
joe (the boys' housemate and fellow band member) has been talking about the impending 'mad max' revolution, about how the entire american economic system is going to crumble irreparably sometime around february of 2010. he says it will be every man for himself, pure and total anarchy, people looting and killing each other, absolute civil unrest.
once it all comes down, he says, the first thing he'll do is tattoo his face. as a representation of his tribe.
there is definitely a very intriguing survivalist, wild west vibe out here. wyoming was one thing - what with the homesteads and the common knowledge that everyone has guns, in their cars and in their homes - but out here, there is the progressive spirit paired with libertarian preparedness and paranoia. and there are already plenty of people, young and old, flaunting face tattoos.
here is an image of the mad max fantasy:
i do think, however, that if such a thing were to happen and everything fell apart, and the world had to resemble some piece of cultural currency, it would be cormac mccarthy's the road, which looks more like this:
i'm not sure what i believe, but i'm maintaining a healthy skepticism. joe expresses sincere optimism about the uprising, but i can't quite sort out how i would feel about such a thing.
furthermore, i'm not even certain if this is something i have to think about, but i will nevertheless, since my mind tends to feed on slightly removed and abstract subjects that simultaneously stimulate and terrify me.
my address to my parents and this segue into the mad max discussion might seem wholly disconnected, but they aren't.
i had an end-of-the-world dream the other night and my parents were in it.
so to consider the fall of america and the deterioration of life as we know it just makes me miss my parents and think of how much i love them, and reminds me that all i really want is for them is to be healthy and safe, and this feeling of course extends to everyone i love, which brings me to the tentative conclusion that if a revolution could occur and not endanger them, then i'd be just fine with it.
and on the other hand, i'm a lucky white girl from the suburbs of long island, so who am i to speak of revolution? what the hell do i know about real revolution? not a thing.
furthermore, i'm not even certain if this is something i have to think about, but i will nevertheless, since my mind tends to feed on slightly removed and abstract subjects that simultaneously stimulate and terrify me.
my address to my parents and this segue into the mad max discussion might seem wholly disconnected, but they aren't.
i had an end-of-the-world dream the other night and my parents were in it.
so to consider the fall of america and the deterioration of life as we know it just makes me miss my parents and think of how much i love them, and reminds me that all i really want is for them is to be healthy and safe, and this feeling of course extends to everyone i love, which brings me to the tentative conclusion that if a revolution could occur and not endanger them, then i'd be just fine with it.
and on the other hand, i'm a lucky white girl from the suburbs of long island, so who am i to speak of revolution? what the hell do i know about real revolution? not a thing.
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