The sun is up, the sky is blue, its beautiful and so are you. Dear Prudence, wont you come out to play?

Tuesday, 17 January 2012

My disgust for "new Australia", other than the apparent fascist approach to life the nation seems to be taking, is fueled by its steady "Americanisation". The missiles, the burger bars, the one-dimensional lust for gold-plated designer-stamped success. For me, the future seems an echoing nightmare. most importantly, people have no taste. They have such bad taste in every area. In saying so I have no doubt I sound like a sentimental old nostalgic fool. Oh well.

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