Dreams of the 99 Percent

As we head towards a dystopian future where the rich 1% keep the rest of us (the 99%) fighting each other over political and social ideals, while they cart-off the peoples resources under the guise of public service – oh, wait, it’s already happening.

Uh, okay then. I decided to get a little more gritty with the digital artwork – No one is going to hang this on a wall, but I think art can be a record of the times in which one lives, so…

On a micro-scale, this is also about remembering those less fortunate than we; the homeless, the dispossessed, the hopeless drug addict, alcoholics, and those that simply are making due with less.

To me the #holiday season has become less out our fellow humans, and more about unabashed #capitalism (look what I got on Black Friday!), but I we can all do our part to make it a little less grim.

Disinclination

Znamya had no interest in getting involved in the partisan wars raging through the once peaceful land. Traveller after traveller came and went, unable to convince the giant to intercede in the affairs of of the little people. He had retreated to the outer lands as reactionaries spilled into public squares, each accusing the other side of being the worst form of evil, while failing to see their own reflection in their poisonous words. It was not his place to make them see past their respective fishbowls, so, as ballots turned to ballistae he was content looking at the sky and telling each and every one exactly where they could take their politics.