Friday, August 12, 2005
The Happiest Place on Earth, Baby...
All I can say about the beloved US of A is that it will be over-run by ill-mannered illeterate mexicans. Self-centered aging Anglos will be close to extintion as they drive their greed-driven bling bling machines that are getting them nowhere fast.
I saw the King Tut exhibit at the Los Angeles County Museum of Art. It was butt-cheek to butt-cheek crowded, Gentle Readers. Shame on us for having no sense of what is beautiful above and beyond our own noses. Shame on us for having no respect (or fuckin' clue) for who we were--the ones before, and now--the ones coming after us.
LA is a mass of filthy air, cars, and freeways. Gas is now over $3.00 a gallon. LA is totally fucked: A desparate dying balls-out drive-like-a-sonofabitch disater right on the horizon... Capital H HolyShit!
I liked Disneyland for one reason, and one reason alone: the people who worked there. From the top management to the men and women emptying the garbadge--they were all respectful, friendly, and had positive, helpful attitudes. Of course, Disney Corp. hires them, and I'm sure quickly weeds out the bad apples.
But Geez, what these people (Disney employees) have to put up with--thousands of muthafuckurs with no fucking manners who push and shove, and grab and grope--I would not last long as an employee, mes amis!
My only complaint is the constant happy Disney theme music played, oh so beautifully and perfectly, a little too loud--all the time.