Wednesday, August 11, 2010
A Portrait of Edmonton
Dear dumbasses: build the wall higher so passers-by won't have to puke at your pathetic ideals.*
The city of Edmonton Alberta is a godforsaken hellhole inhabited only by those who can't bring themselves to leave.
I had a good cackle at Ukraine's industrial nightmares surrounding their cities: Edmonton is not all that different. In between vacant lots, giant cloverleafs of overpass traffic, oil refineries and their industrial offshoots and farm-product processing concerns are soulless modern suburban constructions in tan and beige only partially hidden from howling vehicular traffic by barriers apparently - see above for FAIL - meant to keep noise out.
Though their downtown has been largely ruined by isolating it from living spaces via networks of freeways, the local art establishment had the good sense to host a Warner Brothers exhibit AND an Escher exhibit while I was there. Fun was had although the building itself is a very ugly and cold echo chamber that still smells of treated concrete. That's Edmonton (except for the biting insects which are slowed by a merciless eight months of winter).
Have I mentioned that I lived there once?
This in-the-Bouffant-style hate reminds me that Thers is smart.
Posted by Substance McGravitas at 8:19 PM