Nuclear Keds
Ok, I admit it, I wanted to put up something yesterday. Something original and poignant. Something other than a flag, or a mindless patriotic yodel.
But I chickened out…
Talking to a friend-under-stress in NYC I got the scoop on what it was like. I don’t have TV so I have to rely on web images and cave drawings for accurate visuals. Hearing that some people wore sneakers to work really got me. Not any of the memorials or the eternal flame or Yanni Jamboree in the park, not even the Mozart Rolling Requiem (I’m tired of hyperlinks just fucking google it) which was a hell of a concept, not quite Pink Floyd playing “The Wall” at the tearing down of “The Wall”, but clever nonetheless. The simple image of people in their business suits and wearing sneakers, just in case. Thus it will be said at the end of history, “at the disturbing heights of his productivity, modern man would wear sneakers to his own apocalypse, ensuring a lively head start on his getaway.”
The subliminal advertisement of the New World Millenium…Just In Case you happen to be caught unaware…be aware. Because these days, nobody knows what is going down…
Welcome to the reality that is the 21st century…space vacations for celebrities to your left, third world terrorists with access to first world weapons to the right…
check please?