December 11th, 2007 – by: sebastianmont
Europe, thou arrest my soul with your beauty and
culture. Your great ancient buildings preserved through the ages, built up
through generations of hapless hard labor. Your towers of Eiffel and London, of bridges and cathedrals, all set in stone
to show the world how great (or terrible) it all once had been. Your
museums hold art of insurmountable value and priceless ness. Your streets
of cobblestone and brick hold true to tradition. The rivers Thames, Seine,
and Rhine twist through your cities provoking thoughts
of battles waged and harrowing escapes.
Yet, there is an underlying depression in seeing all of
this. All this culture and heroism built upon powers controlling and
collapsing entire societies. What is the louvre without Napoleon, the Catholic
Church, or ancient Greeks, or Romans? The Arch de Triumphe without the
triumph? The Tower
of London without the torture and execution? The
Notre Dame without Charlemagne? And, World War II without Hitler? They
are historically insignificant. It becomes clear to see that culture in
any society is almost always based on the instinctual philosophies of conquer
Oh yes, and there is always the one that says,
"Religious inspiration brings out the best in the arts."
Bullshit. Fear of exile, arrest or execution brings out the best in
art. The desire to be the most powerful and attract the most people
brings out the best in art. Homoeroticism and obsession with rebellion
bring out the best in art. Religious inspiration brings out the best in
creative manipulation (although corporate America is giving that a run for its money).
But, true to form it was still interesting enough to be far
more pleasant than New
The people were assholes (what's new?) and Anti-American sentiment had spread
like the plague, a relief to my part.
The people are not as militaristic or obese, the women are
prettier and approachable, and everyone is slightly more open to actual
conversation and not the tape recorder kind like, "Hi, my name is Sebastian.
I'm originally from Quebec
city, Canada. I'm a trainee and a model. And No, I don't
like modeling but it is good money. Yes, Canada is nice. And yes you’re going to ask me
where the hell is Quebec. I'm learning to fly fighter
jetplanes. No, it's not that difficult and blah blah blah."