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Webster defines
"Wasteland" as: An ugly often devastated or barely inhabitable
place or area.
We can't agree with that at all. If Wasted Wits' homepage is
the face and brain of the operation, then WasteLand is it's
beating heart. This is the slab upon which we autopsy those
humanoids that stare back at us from People Magazine covers with
startling regularity. This is where we beat back Father Time by
celebrating that magical age of seventeen, when laughing was
better than sex. Okay, maybe we overshot that one a little bit.
How about, "when laughing was better than masturbation." Nope,
overshot that one too.
Would we want to be seventeen again? Hell no! It sucked. But
that teenaged iconoclastic attitude is worth preserving. That
silliness. That blissfully empty head that, over the years, fills
up with bills, worries, doubts, and fears. Some use "young and
dumb" as a pejorative when talking about those under a certain
age. In our WasteLand, it's a neon sign that flashes when we start
to take life too seriously.
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