Playing with my tablet last night and downloaded the Amazon app. I might delete it, it’s just a shopping catalog and what I have on my Kindle is better for shopping for books. I pulled up ‘daily deal books’ and that’s how I found the new genre, ‘billionaire romance’. Virgins and billionaires are giving vampires a run for their money, or blood or whatever. Easy to see why bloodsucking capitalists and vampires are so interchangeable. I’m kind of torn between recognizing the futility of arguing with fantasy- and who am I to presume? But junk culture contains many true reflections of who we are.
Is better junk, wilder dreams the answer?