Monday, April 23, 2007

Bang, bang, we're all dead.

To everyone who thinks the solution to violence and crime is to make sure we're all packing heat:

Come on, people.

Followed to its logical conclusion, this unfathomable scenario suggests that the future belongs to the lucky people who have the biggest guns and are the best shots.

When I first toured Graceland and marveled at the kitschy excess of it all, it dawned on me: This is the aesthetic we'd be living with if little boys were in charge of home decor.

Hearing the "let's all get guns" argument leads me to another aha:

This is what America looks like when little boys are running the show.

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