Trash Vortex

I probably shouldn’t have watched Bling Ring and read Worst. Person. Ever. on the same week end. That was bad planning, even compared to what I witness Monday to Friday.

It wasn’t too bad though. My opinion is that we, as a society, do deserve ugly novels and bad films, because we are sedated beings, prone to accept the horror, willing to hide behind cognitive dissonance. Artists try to do their job of mocking us and awakening us and enchanting us but they struggle and ultimately they do not succeed.

We are not inspiring. Artists are not inspired by us.

Well, try to be inspired by the Pacific Trash Vortex!

Unless you’re Werner Herzog (watch until the very end).