Some Thoughts on Vegas
Written: Aug 08 '00
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Pros: It's big, big, big and bright!
Cons: People handing out flyers for pornography
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| fifteenman's Full Review: The Strip |
Here are some of my thoughts on Vegas, some of the things I have observed while there on a brief three night, three day trip with my friends:
1. People of ethnic background tend to hold most of the lowest ranks on the totem pole.
2. No matter how hard people try in Vegas, they'll only be a spectator, not a spectacle.
3. This is just another city despite its size and its lights. It has its limits of opportunity just like the others. I wonder if most of the populous of the city is employed by the hotels.
4. The decadence of Vegas would be best symbolized by a replica vomitorium in Caesar's Palace.
About what each hotel in the strip signifies:
1. Caesar's Palace: Decadence Roman-style. Caesar says it's Caesarlicious!
2. MGM Grand: SPECTACLE!
3. Luxor: It's the biggest pyramid in the world, and it's really a hotel. Pharaoh says it's Pharaohriffic!
4. Excalibur: Camp, pure camp. But medieval camp, my favourite kind.
5. Bellagio: Pure elegance and beauty. Nicely scented from the flower gardens inside.
6. Paris: Fun in a French Revolution way.
7. Harrah's, Flamingo Hilton and Mirage: '80's Vegas money and American-style exhibitionism.
8. New York, New York: The hotel so nice they named it twice. Old style, lounge-lizard lifestyle
9. Mandalay Bay: A paradox. It signifies both collonial oppression and, as we saw with Red Square, a Russian-themed bar, a resistance to that oppression, a call to class warfare.
10. Venetian: Heartbreaking beauty. By far, my favourite. Ah, Venice.
11. Treasure Island: Rip-roarin', swashbucklin' good time!
A thought: Do people who work on the strip in Vegas ever get tired of the city that never sleeps? I got tired already and I was just visiting. How can a city stay awake perpetually? Doesn't something in its natural order demand rest? A repose for its tired old bones? Or does it do so by shedding gangrenous limbs, hotels that have run their course, classics like the Sands. Seeing all these people, buzzing back and fourth, vibrating in their very cores with a longing for... something, success, love, meaning, I don't know... made me sad, because I know most of them will never find it here, maybe because the city never sleeps, never stops to dream, never stops drawing people in with unkept promises.
As I said before, Vegas is just another city, although it offers something very few others do. But this locks it in. It has chosen its lot. It must live with it for eternity, or until the buildings, nay, the very earth, crumbles away, entropy eventually catching its prey as it always does. Man cannot stop it. It may try, but it cannot. I think Vegas is one such attempt, an experiment in permanence, albeit an evolving one. The experiment, eventually, will fail. I think I realized that while I was down there, and that is what made me so sad.
But why do I miss it now? Why do I wish to go back? I was entertained, as long as I kept expecting only entertainment. Walking along the strip, you'll get many offers from people handing out flyers for adult entertainment, even in the daytime, when kids will be walking around.
Do not dig deeper when you go to Vegas. It is very shallow earth indeed.
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