Las Vegas, Nevada.- So I was going to divert all travels away from the beast they call Las Vegas, but others persuaded me to at least "see" it. And so I took my travels over the Hoover Dam, yes an impressive structure, but no I didn't get to see down the steep side of it because they wanted me to pay $5 to park. Then on to "The Strip" as was marked on the highway sign. One drive up, then one drive down, mouth gapping open the entire time, and hand out the window taking pictures to share with all of you who've never seen the beast for yourself. Then I kept on driving out of town.
So what I saw- A beast, a monster that is diverting power and water from the surrounding area to fuel an adult Disney World. A place where adults go for the thrill of gambling, the sights of topless women, and the taste of martinis. A place that replaces the childhood fantasies of thrills on rollercoasters, mickey mouse, and cotton candy. A strange destination to satisfy our un-real expectations of reality. I couldn't even bring myself to donate a nickel to fuel the fire of the beast, so I can still say I've never gambled and think I shall never set foot in that city again, UNTIL the day it becomes a ghost town being unable to support it's massive structures and wasteful use of water. That will be a sight to see.

Well until then, enrich your place, build your community, and hold strong against the dominant system to push our desires towards unreal realities.