Gilded Cage for a Gilded Age
Gilded Cage for a Gilded Age A review of The Line housing facility by NEOM Visceral Adventure 1.0× 0:00 -6:22 Listen on [Transcript] In the hunt for utopia, we set our minds on easy times while pushing our desires to the brink of excess. We convince ourselves we want what’s being sold but no matter how many [blank] we buy, they end up as a precious link we forge on our own chains. Soon, even the privilege of owning will be gone and daily life will be a monthly subscription; a sliding scale based on your carbon footprint and intellectual curiosity and for what? What is the promise here? Shiny futuristic cities housing millions of us, like ants in an ant colony, predestined in a social order organized around an acceptable lifestyle, with no space vast enough and private enough to be able to ponder your own (in)significance? Thanks, but no, thanks. Take your elegant dystopia and your idiotic explanations and shove ‘em up your EVs. I wonder what it would smell like when countless birds...