essay #04 OPIUM FOR THE MAGNATES

It'S SO BARMY...
45-degrees-in-the-goddamn-shade...



Crazy city, this...
SOUTHERN HEMISPHERE OUTPOST...
Latcho drom...
Melting-pot-Metropolis...
Western-cog-in-capitalistic-wheel...

Hi-Jacked taxis...
Clog-city-arteries...
Morning-fare-down-the-barrel-of-a-gun...
SIX BLOCKS LATER..
Car rolls...
Gunman-disarmed...
"Nothing to see here, folks...
Move it along..."

I'm thinking...
Stepford Housewives...
Porning-their-husbands-wealth-through Hyper-Mall-Botox-clinics...

I'm thinking...
Neruda right now...
DAMN HIM...

>> OPIUM FOR THE MAGNATES >>

Of the photojournalist...
Trapped in the 'Lipstik-Lifestyle' Fastlane...
Repulsed by the Manicured Decadence...
Of a liposuctioned-Middle-East...
Don Quixote-with-a-Nikon...
FOR THE REVOLUTION...

AND...
FOR...
THE...
ONE...
WITHIN...
US...
ALL...