So when they are a young married monkey couple, it is all about the absence of chaos, CONTROL, it is all about denying their natural monkeyness to prove to themselves that they can handle being an active productive member of society. The houses and apartments of young married monkey couples are very dangerous and depressing. They like poured cement and brushed metal. They hate everything organic, they like hard dangerous edges. They like to have dangerous sculptures, like precarious razor wire monstrosities to prove that they can live with these things and not kill, maim, impale themselves. They are mannered and sophisticated. Many young couples give up eating bananas all together because they hate how "monkey" it is. They eat a artificial banana substance that is dispensed from a caulking gun type thing (available in a variety of styles or with interchangeable "skins").
Once they have kids, they loosen up, and start adding a little organic touches, banana stands, more green and jungle imagery, make it a little more playful, but still antiseptic and modern. Everything is a nice balance though, of taste and utility. There is elegance layered in. We don't worry about the baby monkeys messing up the elegance because they are kept drugged and sedated and in little cages, and electroshock toys and highchairs to modify their monkey behavior.
Once their kids have become teenagers, it becomes like a parody of itself, they have lost touch, and their houses are tombs, and with no connection to themselves or the world, they make wild guesses about what they like and what society wants. It is a pathetic reenactment of what they where 16 years ago, everything out of date, too big, too gaudy, a harsh tacky grave marker, with plastic versus metal, and pleather, and inflatable mobiles of abstract bananas. It is like Grey Gardens, by holding on to their civilized monkeyness they have becomes stagnant and start to rot out from under themselves.
That's it.
SDrog
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