Friday, March 6, 2009
Impenetrable. I get it. In this day and age, you gotta look out for numero uno. But, this might be taking it too far. Do the people that live here have a secret rock facade entrance? Or do they have to storm the castle with ladders and crossbows every day? And what about the trick-or-treaters?
"Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"
Do you think these people really want the above-mentioned masses showing up at their door?