Kulikovia
24-08-2007, 13:10
Hollywood, California Brought to you by Pepsi and Foot Locker
Another beautiful morning in Hollywood. The sun broke over the hills, amplifying the smog which loomed overhead, making it a sight to see. Visitors often found that Hollywood and Los ANgeles in general benefited from glorious sunsets and sunrises. Sadly, they always later find out it is due to the rampant pollution. The cultural center of the country, this is where movie magic happens and actors and actresses reside. It's a place of preppy kids who drive cars that they did not buy themselves and greedy executives seeking to exploit something or somebody. Massive product signs glistened in the backdrop of the rising sun. All the stores remained open 24/7, providing everything one could want and everything one didn't need but made anyways and people still bought because they thought they needed it or thought it was cool because everyone else is buying it, until something elses comes along that is even more useless and wasteful.
In the suburbs everyone lived their lives, houses sponsored by corporations. Housing: Brought to you by Exxon. It was a new idea by companies to build housing, with the agreement that the people would buy their products and becoem spokespersons. It was a financial mine with endless veins of idiots. These houses were normal and nothing stuck out from the rest. In a dining room, an everyday family gathers for breakfast...
A father in a business suit sat with a cvup of joe, reading the local newspaper which compromised of 80% adds and 20% news. Of that twenty percent, only five percent...make that two percent was of anything of substance. Despite this fact, he read on, captivated by...whatever. The mother, dressed in a woman's pant suit buzzed about the kitchen, straightening her hair. A young son sat infront of the television.
"In other news today, the markets in Africa continue to drop, sparking a renewed outbreak of fighting. Famine continues to strangle the dark continent as efforts by the European Union to eliveate the suffering are of little good...This news report brought to you by Happy-Mart, customer service with a smile all the time"
A teenage girl, about 17 walked down the stairs. Her hair was shoulder length black, wearing faded jeans and a shirt with The Misfits logo on it.
"Morning, sweetie. Ready for school today?" Mom asked, still buzzing around for her purse. The girl gave her an expression of 'I hate school and all the assholes who go there' kindof look.
"Amber, why so down?" Dad asked, looking up briefly from the articles of adds.
"We live in a blind consumer society rules by greedy and all powerful corporations who exploit our own ignorance as well as the poor just to make a profit" Amber poured out as she grabbed her bag and headed out the door without saying good-bye.
"The stories she comes up with. She's very imaginative" Mom smiled and Dad gave a "Sure is".
Another beautiful morning in Hollywood. The sun broke over the hills, amplifying the smog which loomed overhead, making it a sight to see. Visitors often found that Hollywood and Los ANgeles in general benefited from glorious sunsets and sunrises. Sadly, they always later find out it is due to the rampant pollution. The cultural center of the country, this is where movie magic happens and actors and actresses reside. It's a place of preppy kids who drive cars that they did not buy themselves and greedy executives seeking to exploit something or somebody. Massive product signs glistened in the backdrop of the rising sun. All the stores remained open 24/7, providing everything one could want and everything one didn't need but made anyways and people still bought because they thought they needed it or thought it was cool because everyone else is buying it, until something elses comes along that is even more useless and wasteful.
In the suburbs everyone lived their lives, houses sponsored by corporations. Housing: Brought to you by Exxon. It was a new idea by companies to build housing, with the agreement that the people would buy their products and becoem spokespersons. It was a financial mine with endless veins of idiots. These houses were normal and nothing stuck out from the rest. In a dining room, an everyday family gathers for breakfast...
A father in a business suit sat with a cvup of joe, reading the local newspaper which compromised of 80% adds and 20% news. Of that twenty percent, only five percent...make that two percent was of anything of substance. Despite this fact, he read on, captivated by...whatever. The mother, dressed in a woman's pant suit buzzed about the kitchen, straightening her hair. A young son sat infront of the television.
"In other news today, the markets in Africa continue to drop, sparking a renewed outbreak of fighting. Famine continues to strangle the dark continent as efforts by the European Union to eliveate the suffering are of little good...This news report brought to you by Happy-Mart, customer service with a smile all the time"
A teenage girl, about 17 walked down the stairs. Her hair was shoulder length black, wearing faded jeans and a shirt with The Misfits logo on it.
"Morning, sweetie. Ready for school today?" Mom asked, still buzzing around for her purse. The girl gave her an expression of 'I hate school and all the assholes who go there' kindof look.
"Amber, why so down?" Dad asked, looking up briefly from the articles of adds.
"We live in a blind consumer society rules by greedy and all powerful corporations who exploit our own ignorance as well as the poor just to make a profit" Amber poured out as she grabbed her bag and headed out the door without saying good-bye.
"The stories she comes up with. She's very imaginative" Mom smiled and Dad gave a "Sure is".