Sunday, July 20, 2008

Visit to the Communist Museum - Prague


Love the easy to find directions. For those of you inside Sheena's inner sanctum about to receive postcards very similar to this blog post please stop reading right now. I mean it.

Fuck. No pendants in the museum gift shop.. FCS. Or actually.. CCS. heh heh.


Rock on, Tesla Power!

I think I'll use this one at work next week.



Communism is gay.




Do not get me started on the hair raising creepy crawly parallels this exhibit inspires when thinking about post 2001 USA. The debate has not been Communism v. Capitalism for decades. It is all about new forms of totalitarianism. And new motivations to destroy free speech. Think about it you fuck heads.


Chunk O'Da Wall. Funny that the soundtrack to Pink Floyd was the main stay during dinner in probably the only authentic place I ate in all week. Separate post to follow.




Creepiest thing was the constantly ringing phone. And the wall plaques, that could be date neutral and have immediate and direct relevance today in our own safety zones.

Labels: