The party must go on, and on, and on... In the not so distant future all festivities are banned. A commune of dissidents gather to celebrate the 'Wintertime Break'. Under siege from the authorities they fight for their right to party, but as the paper hats start to fray and the cheese puffs go stale the revellers become increasingly desperate, searching for ways to make their protest more meaningful or at least more exciting. This isn’t just a normal party; this is a triple X mass.
Image from AFTERMATH by Diana Ali
Monday, October 18, 2010
The Waste Land
You can find the whole poem on http://www.bartleby.com/201/1.html
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