Friday, February 10, 2012

Jan 30th, 2008

Jet Blue Terminal, the new one, #5.


Streamlined check-in, place your own baggage. The security checkpoint wide and bright so as not to inspire anxiety. THEN: they released you into 2008 techno-consumer paradise. Sushi! Lacoste! Barnes and Noble! A huge circle of blue flatscreens decorates the potmodern plaza. Like kids in a wi-fi playground, we relax.

I am relaxed.

Sipping green tea. Eating sushi. Emailing Mayuka.

I can play this role.

Because there aren't any poor people here.
Because there is no culture here.
Just products,
and images,
and desires.