BBC NEWS | England | Coventry/Warwickshire | Naked Ugg boot ram-raider jailed
People seem to have lost their fascination with life, that childlike wonder that we all once had dulls as we grow older and discover the responsibilities of our obligation to society's norms - Get a job, get married, buy a house, protect your possessions.
Every so often I encounter a story which takes me back to a simpler time, a time where the absurd machinations of a child-like mind could be called art. A time of lobster telephones and R. Mutt.
This is such a story, albeit in a roundabout way. In this case, booze induced immaturity of thought inspired a man to drag a sheet round his naked body and pull on his girlfriend's boots in preparation for a night of ram-raiding.
If we remove from our thoughts the fact that crime was on his mind, rather than any artistic statement I believe we find something just sort of true genius. Imagine if, instead of a cigarette hunt, he took to the streets for a classic 60's freak-out. He would be fighting the establishment by holding up a fun-house mirror to their mundane everyday existence and in one fell swoop, they would become the absurd.
A man who ram-raided a supermarket clad only in a sheet and a pair of Ugg boots has been jailed for four years.
People seem to have lost their fascination with life, that childlike wonder that we all once had dulls as we grow older and discover the responsibilities of our obligation to society's norms - Get a job, get married, buy a house, protect your possessions.
Every so often I encounter a story which takes me back to a simpler time, a time where the absurd machinations of a child-like mind could be called art. A time of lobster telephones and R. Mutt.
This is such a story, albeit in a roundabout way. In this case, booze induced immaturity of thought inspired a man to drag a sheet round his naked body and pull on his girlfriend's boots in preparation for a night of ram-raiding.
If we remove from our thoughts the fact that crime was on his mind, rather than any artistic statement I believe we find something just sort of true genius. Imagine if, instead of a cigarette hunt, he took to the streets for a classic 60's freak-out. He would be fighting the establishment by holding up a fun-house mirror to their mundane everyday existence and in one fell swoop, they would become the absurd.
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