elevator music
i guess it's part of dumbing down: the rote, the derivative, the predictable, the clone. we don't have to think, we don't have to feel, we just sit back and familiarity takes us on that ride where we pass the same flintstones boulder every 35 ft.. i'm just trying to justify why this image is something we've all seen millions of times, and yet i'm still drawn to it. or maybe it's 'cause i kinda like the kid in the picture.
elevator music
i guess it's part of dumbing down: the rote, the derivative, the predictable, the clone. we don't have to think, we don't have to feel, we just sit back and familiarity takes us on that ride where we pass the same flintstones boulder every 35 ft.. i'm just trying to justify why this image is something we've all seen millions of times, and yet i'm still drawn to it. or maybe it's 'cause i kinda like the kid in the picture.