i'll be honest thinking about las vegas makes me nauseous.
like this shouldnt be possible.
Every part of Vegas feels like it's pulled out of fiction and is Incredibly off-putting. It's a major city in the middle of one of the world's most inhospitable deserts
Its famous for recreating other world landmarks on a small scale. It uses this as a trap to bait people into making life ruining decisions. It's motto is essentially "never speak of what happened here". Fucked up
Behold! The Heart of America! The symbolic and poetic manifestation of our madness! Unnatural forms imposed upon the Natural through sheer gumption, engineering, and the expenditure of truly breathtaking energies!
The President runs an online gambling ring; we pretend to hold the entire world within our borders; we would steal the deep waters from the roots of the stones themselves to water our lawns and fell the ancient gods of the forests to cut them into picket fences!
We summoned an earthbound sun out there in the salt flats, and the sands still crackle under the Geiger counter with their poisonous warmth!
To be American is to spit in God’s eye and walk off the cliff with your eyes closed, and nowhere does our hubris and arrogance manifest itself as purely in that foul den of illusionists, Las Vegas, Nevada; a place that, if you told a tale of it in a fantasy, would come across as heavy-handed and preaching from the pulpit.
I detest that place, and all that it represents.
