Juxtaposition

I enjoy art in all its forms, and yet, I rarely enjoy "artists." Being creative need not equal self involved, self aggrandizing, ego centric, narcissistic douchebag. And yet, every time I hear one speak, be interviewed, or, god forbid, socialize with a (self styled) one, these traits just come roaring through. "Yes, I can see you took a black and white photo of a whales penis, and then Photshopped it with a Warhol print, then covered it in spray painted graffiti...and then titled it 'Afghanistan'. Sorry. I just don't get it. I think a better title would have been 'I'm An Asshole.'" Let it go my man, you're just not that cool. Trust me. There are of course exceptions to this rule, and to those talented few who self deprecate and don't take themselves too seriously, I tend to greatly admire...but they're a small club indeed.

A Vision of the Apocalypse

I've seen the end of the world and it goes something like this: narcissism and self absorption has become so epidemic in modern society that I can see a day very soon where the world is crumbling, people will be rioting in the streets for food, all disease has become resistant to all known medicines, corporations will have enslaved the remaining few who have any stamina or health for labor, and as all this rages around, people will still tightly clutch a salvaged piece of razor sharp broken mirrored glass in their bleeding (yet oblivious to their wound) hand and hold it up to their face and ask: How does my hair look?