As a rule, I don’t trespass or break into derelict buildings. Originally, I just stopped here to make a photograph of a damaged basketball hoop. Then I noticed someone else had already busted open the side door (along with a few windows). I couldn’t resist taking a peek inside.
Most of the windows are boarded over, making most of the interior pitch black throughout. (It’d be a great hideout for a brood of vampires.) Surprisingly, the copper thieves haven’t hit this place yet. However, the children certainly have. The entire interior was covered in crude graffiti, mostly of the words “fag” and “boobies” – the latter accompanied by illustrations. It was like a cave adorned with primitive paintings depicting a tumult of adolescent sexual frustration. A visual cacophony of rebellious protest, undermined by misogyny and homophobia. I felt sad for these kids.
I look at the world, and I see a civilization controlled by the media – a media that unceasingly reinforces the concepts misogyny and homophobia. With all of the adults gone, and no one left to reinforce “rules”, these kids whoop it up, thinking they are throwing off the proverbial shackles of conformity. Yet, all I see in their shitty graffiti, is the same bad thoughts I see on basic television, and commercials, and ads, and on the internet, and in video games. I see ignorance. I see conformity.