Monday, August 20, 2007

Little Boxes, On a HIllside ....

"Some rich men came and raped the land,
Nobody caught 'em,
Put up a bunch of ugly boxes, and jesus,
People bought 'em,
And they called it paradise
The place to be ....
You call someplace paradise,
Kiss it goodbye."
"The Last Resort", written by Don Henley and Glenn Frey. 1976
And it's never been more true than today (2007).

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

You might want to get that heart of yours checked out at the old St. Chuck's. It seems to be bleeding like a stuck pig. Christ all mighty you're a whiner.

willdana said...

Take only pictures, leave only footprints...more people in the US need to take on the ideas conveyed to us by you and realise that ecological sustainability is more than a want. It is a need if we are to leave a legacy for future generations. Conformity often raises its head in these housing developments. The natural vegetation and topography disappears and in its place we have sterotypical track housing and green lawns using excess amounts of water. No one sees the changes to the aquifer or lower reaches of the rivers, or the changes to the native flora and fauna..until it is too late. Remember that this is in fact a highland desert and was long before we arrived.

Wendy said...

You give pause for thought, with the "last resort" post and comment.

Reminds me of a quaint and lovely little town I use to vacation to in the Ozarks Mountains of Arkansas. I've seen it go from it's beautiful and natural setting with only a few quaint old motels, to a highly commercialized tourist trap with LOTS of HOTELS and RESTAURANTS all around.

drpack said...

Nothing wrong with lots of hotels and restaurants ... as long as they are done in tune with the laws that utimately govern existence.
Interesting how those that understand aren't afraid to put their names next to their comments.
Those that don't understand just take it personally, I guess.

Mme Benaut said...

I understand D and I like the poem too. The property developers really are a dim bunch sometimes aren't they but then it saves on electricity piping and sewerage lines I guess. I think they measure precisely how much space it takes for the average yobbo to go insane and then deduct a few inches.
Human behaviour has improved through pressure in some respects though; there aren't so many deer antlers and heads adorning the wall above the fireplace or leopard skins on the floors any more. In Oz at least we have a few more wetlands returned to nature than before.
The problem seems to be how to stop humans from breeding so readily then perhaps there wouldn't be wars to cull them.

M.Benaut said...

One of the novelties that strikes me, is the rat-a-tat of garage roller doors. But as all the occupants are inside in the aiconditioning, playing computergames, 24x7, they couldn't give a rat's arse. Sometimes they arrive home in the wrong house because they all look alike, (commenter #1 is obviously one of those and lives in the 487th house on the left). We are doing our best to emulate similar standards here, except our slums of the future are build in cardboard, not brick. Christ almighty you're a whiner; Bravo !!! old son.

drpack said...

I didn't mention that this place used to be a forest!

M.Benaut said...

I guess I could have guessed that fact.

The pursuit of mediocrity knows no bounds.
There won't be much of quality left for following generations as the planet is deteriorating at an exponential rate.

drpack said...

We claim to be concerned about deforestation ... but maybe that's only deforestation of other countries' forests!