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The Most Disturbing Billboard. Ever.
Nov. 6th, 2002 04:54 pmI'm not talking about anti-abortion billboards or large grotesque images of body parts endorsing the Liberty Science Center. No, this particular piece was visible whenever you left the Lincoln Tunnel: a huge photo of Donald Trump's face and in plain letters next to him are the words "Come play with me at Trump Towers". (Un?)fortunately, the billboard has been changed a few times over and all it really says is something like "Celebrate patriotism at the Taj Mahal" or something like that. Or at least it did a few months ago.
I returned today early, because I realized just how disturbing the musculature of the human body is when you see it on a skinned human cadaver. There was a documentary (with the oh-so-cool 80s music opening!) that they used to show the particular muscles and it just made me queesy just looking at the thing poke at the dead body. The professor noticed and immediately offered that I go home if I can't take it, which I gladly accepted. UGH, I am such a wimp in that way.
I'm used to blood, thankfully: all this American television gets you used to it as you grow up. Seeing visible organs and the like, on the other hand, can be disturbing to me. I still remember that one time when I was a kid and I was watching "3-2-1 Contact" when they began to do the dissection of a cow eye. I was disturbed, to say the least and I still remember the nightmare it gave me afterwards too... it was me wandering through the streets of New York where there were these flying killer eyes that evolved into different types of eyes that grew out of their shells. I remember them killing a lot of people too... don't remember who exactly, but I do remember the dead. In the end of the dream, it turns out they were trying to evolve into people and sneak in as us. I was never able to watch "3-2-1 Contact" the same way I used to after that dream.
I can't stand seeing musculature either... just the fact that it's human meat just leaves a very unpalatable expression in my face. Plus, the cadavers they use for diagrams look old: really old, like it should be on display next to the mummy exhibits. The flesh reminds me of old brown beef that has gone really bad. I hate to think of the smell it probably also has.
I remembered a poem I did long ago but for some reason it eludes me right now. Alas... regardless, I will return through the dark gray weather (it's been sprinkling for 3 days straight! One would think the reservoir would be filled to the brim at thie rate) to art class as well as finish my @#$(& collage.
*insert Chu Chu Rocket song* Tsu BA BA BA BAAAAAAA!!!
I returned today early, because I realized just how disturbing the musculature of the human body is when you see it on a skinned human cadaver. There was a documentary (with the oh-so-cool 80s music opening!) that they used to show the particular muscles and it just made me queesy just looking at the thing poke at the dead body. The professor noticed and immediately offered that I go home if I can't take it, which I gladly accepted. UGH, I am such a wimp in that way.
I'm used to blood, thankfully: all this American television gets you used to it as you grow up. Seeing visible organs and the like, on the other hand, can be disturbing to me. I still remember that one time when I was a kid and I was watching "3-2-1 Contact" when they began to do the dissection of a cow eye. I was disturbed, to say the least and I still remember the nightmare it gave me afterwards too... it was me wandering through the streets of New York where there were these flying killer eyes that evolved into different types of eyes that grew out of their shells. I remember them killing a lot of people too... don't remember who exactly, but I do remember the dead. In the end of the dream, it turns out they were trying to evolve into people and sneak in as us. I was never able to watch "3-2-1 Contact" the same way I used to after that dream.
I can't stand seeing musculature either... just the fact that it's human meat just leaves a very unpalatable expression in my face. Plus, the cadavers they use for diagrams look old: really old, like it should be on display next to the mummy exhibits. The flesh reminds me of old brown beef that has gone really bad. I hate to think of the smell it probably also has.
I remembered a poem I did long ago but for some reason it eludes me right now. Alas... regardless, I will return through the dark gray weather (it's been sprinkling for 3 days straight! One would think the reservoir would be filled to the brim at thie rate) to art class as well as finish my @#$(& collage.
*insert Chu Chu Rocket song* Tsu BA BA BA BAAAAAAA!!!
