There was never a single moment when I had any doubt that the world was a terrible place, full of stupid people who idiotically worshipped great evil. Everywhere you go through every suburb, through every cul-da-sac, and mobile home park, the flashing blue of a television set tuned to something stupid is usually the only indication that there is any consciousness out there at all.
And inside those boxes, Orwellian-controlled insanity reigns: news broadcasts assure everyone that all they have to fear is credit card scammers and hurricane season. Reality television reminds them every night of the week that everyone is attractive. Or should be. It reminds TV watching Americans that its a dog-eat-dog world out there where only the most stringent, the most ruthless, the most unscrupulous and shallowly beautiful win the $50,000, and there is never a mention of the taxes that will later be pick-pocketed, taking away %30 or so of that easily comprehended big even number.