no world mindset

Lon­don fog was Lon­don smog.
Cal­i­for­nia dreamin’ turned out to be a gold­en trip.
Rocky Moun­tain high was legal.
A New York Minute is cur­rent­ly un­der investigation.

The Great Oz has left the Emer­ald City.
Port­land is­n’t weird anymore.
Brook­lyn was gen­tri­fied by Air B&B.
San Fran­cis­co left its heart in 1969.

Some­thing is rot­ten in the state of Michigan’s wa­ter supply.
The Big Easy lost its cool af­ter Un­cle Sam re­fused to vis­it but Big Dad­dy BP re­fused to leave. Wash­ing­ton (D)idn’t ©hange in 2008 it just bought in.

Chi­na is my cosigner.
The EU is my coworker.
Rus­sia is my old rival.
Cana­da is the neigh­bor I ignore.

I re­port­ed Mex­i­co to my neigh­bor­hood watch.
I bor­row Cen­tral Amer­i­ca’s lawn mow­er but I refuse to give it back.
Ecuador is my wa­ter well. 

The Mid­dle East is my gas station.
Japan is my tech retailer.
In­dia is my tech support.
And Africa is the part of town I avoid. 

I’m a first world man with a no world mindset.
 
 

—louis her­nan­dez

Flom­mist Louis Her­dan­dez is ob­sessed with go­ing Bauhaus and be­com­ing The Ma­chine. Prefer­ably a drill press. Copy­right © 2016 Louis Her­nan­dez. Pic­tured: British Pavil­ion, New York World’s Fair (cropped), 1964.

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