 | category : LIFE WITH A WEIRD TWIST
New ideas are dangerous, but old ideas in a new setting carry their own perils. Moving an historic building from its original setting to a new location is generally frowned upon by the scoffing classes as a typical nouveau riche method of gaining status. What then, when the latest in a long line of owners decides to relocate the family castle?
And what if he chooses to do so wholesale rather than piecemeal?
Infra dig?
Supra dig?
Or just dig? |
For Hamlet, Prince of Darkness, Elsinore meant stagnation and a growing sense of tedium. The move would bring opportunities for new forms of entertainment and renewal. Relocation on the fringes of a modern capital in a failed national monument was in everyone's interests, or so it seemed at the time to the vendors of a source of political embarrassment.
It is ever so that politicians and their agents act in haste and rush into a scheme of the moment, which they believe will do their public images a lot of good, especially when they can unleash a state-of-the-art product as devastating as carbon diozonide.
It is ever so that they end up making things infinitely worse for the long-suffering populace, which has no choice but to fund such adventures. The insolence of office is ever with us.
A Work In Progress |
