http://www.smoking-mirrors.com/2019/08/the-gathering-darkness-of-new-banker.html

SNIPPY-POO:

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

Last night I watched Five Easy Pieces. I didn't like the film the first time I saw it but my friend wanted to see it, having never seen it. I noticed how similar Karen Black's features were to Faye Dunaway (to a degree) but more so Julie Christie. This got me reflecting on the faces of actresses and actors, in different generations, up to the present time and... how similar so many of them were to one another in the same generation. This set me to thinking about the mental and emotional climate in each generation; how similar were the thoughts and feelings, how similar the public faces were and how similar the hoi polloi and lumpen proles as well... the common threads that ran through each of the generational segments. I mused on that period of grunge, where the whining music of the times was so popular; Nirvana, Stone Temple Pilots, Smashing Pumpkins... all that nihilistic, heroin fueled dissonance with the Satanic undertones..

I watched through a kind of mental kaleidoscope, almost a proctoscope, as rap first manifested in political and social anger and then degenerated into bitches, ho's and bling. I studied the masses of people from each following group of time lapse dancers ...and it was a startling thing. Each generation marched through an ever thickening fog of materialism and masturbating technologies, until we come to the present day... an en masse robot army of thumbfucking cellphone addicts, perpetually bent over a tiny screen... about to be bent over in a whole other way... hour after hour... somewhere in the dark room of a solitary exile, the screen flickers with a blue light that flashes off of their haunted faces. Soon they will fade like wraiths from this world we know and re-materialize as ballroom dancers in The Overlook Hotel.