The inevitable explosive nature of our western culture.

There are those in life who think they are superior. These people appear so wrapped up in their worlds that they fail to see they too can be wrong sometimes, like everyone else. By everyone else, I am including myself, naturally. Being far from perfect I realise how boring and mutinous it would be I was.

The quest for perfection is a slice of life. Through numerous images thrust in our faces we are reminded that we are not perfect. These images play on human folk like they should play on the consciences of the people that displayed and portrayed this ever tiresome task.

Marketing techniques are evilly engineered to assault the demographics of society at their most fragile and mouldable spots. This is a tragic result of the 24/7 life style we all, in the western culture, play into. If only we could see past the shallowness of our declining culture and look to the necessities of life. We are no longer truly aware of the passions of life; they are clouded by an ever increasing desire to impress the unimpressed. Desperate for approval we often lose sight of what is real.

We could be inspired by those who actually made a difference in this world, a little drop in the ocean. It is important to not let life go by without a whiff of humanity. I don’t pretend to have done myself but I hope someday to stop and try. Yes, arduous task it may appear to be...but if we are truly concerned about the poignant penetration of the western curse we simply must.

The impact of the media on the young is tragic. We walk amongst 10 year olds smothered in make-up who have skipped huge chucks of their childhood, only to be encouraged to do so. Originating in the Barbie doll, we are now plagued by the ever increasing lust towards perfection. These impossible dimensions are what will eventually make the western world crash and burn- leaving our children in the rubble of this collapsed culture.