Join Us in Carefully Over-Analyzing Every Last Detail of Williamsburg’s Newest Luxury Building
And so, this one last detailed shot, of a mason jar holding a plant and perched on a stack of books. What book is that? It’s George Orwell’s Animal Farm. Would I have chosen something else? Kafka, maybe? Yes, maybe. But maybe not. Maybe Animal Farm is actually the perfect choice. After all, it’s an anti-communist text, which tears apart the idealistic notion that utopia is attainable in our society. Anyone who’s read Animal Farm knows that humans (or pigs, which are, let’s face it, human) who strive for equality are ultimately thwarted by their own base needs to be “more equal” than anyone else. And so how do we confront the notion that we are flawed and incapable of a fair and just society? Well, one way would be to try and work against the worst in our natures, and strive for social justice (perhaps by fighting for affordable housing?) in every way we can. Another way would be to say fuck it and rent a two-bedroom apartment for $6,000 a month in a brand new luxury apartment building. Who’s to say which is the better choice? I for one am going to think about it for awhile. And maybe read some Orwell, and try not to have nightmares about that taxidermied swan.
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