Dracula Shops at Kwik Save

perhaps the most revealing environment in which to observe modern humanity in all its greasy, bovine glory is at the food court of your local shopping mall, that gaudy, new-fangled version of a village green where shapeless forms feed greedily upon unidentified solids fried in Styrofoam and plastic.
But fortunately we don't have to enter such premises ourselves in order to witness mankind's devolution. I discovered the picture below on a Livejournal site, photographic evidence that even so-called alternative lifestyles have succumbed to the banal arena of ficus and Formica that is the consumer's food court. What does it say about the world when there is no where else for fantasy to go except the mezzanine level of a consumer terminus?

Comments

[Edward Williams]

Ah yes, but note how you have just the language to capture and descibe it. Seems like a heyday all around.

[Edward Williams]

I mean, DESCRIBE it, damn it.

[OutOfContext]

Maybe this is just a lazy rebel looking for some easy alienation.

[rannva]

Those solid outstreched arms makes me wonder if he isn't holding on to that table to avoid getting hurled into the chaos around him. There is something intensely sad about this picture.