PHOTOGRAPHER’S JOURNAL: Here is the trip down into the Taj Casino. We could even hear the bling, though nobody was gambling then. I was going to omit the image from the series until this morning when a subscriber wrote to say she wanted to go to Atlantic City one day, "to gaze at the chandeliers." I immediately did a google search and turned up dozens of images of “Atlantic City Chandeliers.” Perhaps we failed to look up.
Another reader put casino culture in a perspective I find intriguing: "It's like being in the midst of some kind of capitalist porn - a theme park for an economy based on the lust for money.”
To that I add a thought I came on this morning at breakfast while reading from the Journal’s of Henry David Thoreau.
Another reader put casino culture in a perspective I find intriguing: "It's like being in the midst of some kind of capitalist porn - a theme park for an economy based on the lust for money.”
To that I add a thought I came on this morning at breakfast while reading from the Journal’s of Henry David Thoreau.
"In my experience nothing is opposed to poetry–not crime–as business. It is a negation of life."
I suppose it all hinges on what Thoreau meant by, "business."
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