Pop Culture in the United states after WW2 is like a star, starting off small, and then growing and growing and growing until it grows so huge that it starts to collapse in on itself. And then it’s so dense and convoluted that it absorbs anything that comes near it.
I know that doesn’t really make sense, but in my mind right now that’s the deepest fucking thing I’ve ever thought sober. WHY CAN’T I JUST LIVE IN THE HYPERREALITY CREATED BY CONSTANT EXPOSURE TO TELEVISION AND FILM?!?!?!?!
