I have a long history of hating shopping malls. Cathedrals
of crass commercialism. Monuments to mindless materialism. Etc, etc.
Today I more or less decided that there’s nothing inherently
wrong with them. The shopping mall is simply a phenomenon like everything else,
and it’s all a matter of how you view it. You can see it as a place to shop, or
you can see it as a place to observe.
And I expect I’ll change my mind again one day.
--------------------------------------
I told Helen today about the tentative prospect of me having
a tattoo of LIFE superimposed over a bagel on my left arm. The word she could
just about accept, but was a little incredulous about the bagel. I explained
the connection between life and bagels, but then she came up with the more
fundamental objection.
‘But nobody would see it unless the summer was hot enough
for even you to wear a T shirt in public.’
She knows me well, you see.
No comments:
Post a Comment