Monday, May 16, 2011

Dark and welcoming ...

It's not the story of some cooch's hospitable asshole ! It's rather about cities in ex communist countries. I've seen most cities in my country and also some cities in other more developed and richer countries. I could be a hypocrite and write some positive patriotic crap about the great tall buildings in my countries cities, how our grandparents paid with sweat and blood (sweat and blood ? how nasty must a sweaty building smell like ?) in order to raise our colossal administrative buildings and housing blocks. Some busted their balls to get shit built and so they did, they built some horrible grey as fuck dusty unpleasant and uncomfortable high maintenance architectural failures. A certain architecture pattern had to be followed in order to have the same sadness in every city, the overall sadness is like a "zombiefication device" for example my much hated office companion's portrait is like the facade of this public facility:

grey, shady, sweaty, cold, pissed all over, without a colorful past ... depressing !!!
This explains the low rate of patriotism, people are not proud of their hometowns ... the playgrounds for children are still messed up, rusty, with enough sharp edges to scalp the joyful rats.
Traveled recently to my country's capital, arrived there pretty late, everything was so warm and welcoming, the buildings looked fabulous, everything seemed so neat, trees, vegetation just awesome !!! I was hyped !!! my friends told me not to get fooled, I didn't payed attention, the apartment were I lived in had an awesome view ... lights, many lights, pretty lights !!! Went happy to bed just to have a fucking shock in the morning !!! were did that awesome city go ! what about the vegetation and the trees ? ... grey ! everything was grey and sad again. Believe me this was the main city of grey, even the flowers were gray ! Almost pissed my self while being stuck in traffic there ... I hate that place !
Saturday evening my soon to be wife took me out to the "white night at the museums" event in our town, again everything seemed to be so beautiful during the night, warm lights, a lot of people having a relaxing stroll, they played some great music in the art museum, brilliant.
I was wondering if she noticed the charm of the night in the city, told here about the shock I had in Bucharest and surprisingly she thought about the same thing. How much a different color tone, some shades can affect our perception of reality. Starting with last Saturday we decided to become vampires, mysteriously cool nocturnal beings just like the twilight/true blood mega awesome characters. I'm already using eye liner, powder my face so I look ridiculously pale in contrast with my all black clothes.
If you're wondering what the fuck is this all about just take in consideration the part were I was to the museums and think how well educated and fucking awesome stud I am.
Cry here: