Act: 3
© Ghetto Picasso
Post the apocalypse, Mr Punk
took a part-time gig at Interstellar Elevator Company
. Somewhat like photos taken at amusement parks, his job was to capture natural expressions of passengers as they rode the elevator. Mr Punk became a elevator paparazzi
. He always ambushed the passengers of elevator car 7A. The word spread and passengers of elevator 7A spruced up their personal appearances in hopes of being captured by Mr. Punk. Some of the photos were sold, as props, to Cheap Thrills Theatre, who was renting elevator car 7B.Monday 4:20pm, a dub version of “Speed Racer
” is heard from the brass encased speakers of elevator car 7A as it clicks-n-clacks to the next floor. In one corner, a well dressed elderly woman is gazing deeply into her husband’s eyes. The old man checks the time on his watch and wraps his arms around her waist. They begin to sway side to side. The elevator stops. The doors open. CLICK…..CLICK. FLASH. The doors close. This was the last photo taken by Mr Punk. Cheap Thrills Theatre made an offer he could not refuse. UNDERBELLY.For years, white folk
had been imitating or stealing black culture. Music. Fashion. Vernacular. Even the Asians wanted the sweet juice of the darker berry. So, an amusement park designed and built to look like the ghetto was created. UNDERBELLY. And Mr Punk was hired to manage the project. To capture the raw essence of ghetto-fabulous living, every detail of urban blight was captured and fabricated “for amusement purposes only”.Bullet-proof glass
was added to food kiosks and restaurants. Security cameras were installed everywhere so a visitor’s every move could be watched and recorded. The take-home DVD was an additional fee. Panhandlers, bums and vagrants pissed freely throughout the park. For another additional fee, security would harass visitors anywhere and anytime. And the most anticipated ride in the park was the Drive-by Shootings. Visitors had to be under 18 years of age to drive the car or do the shooting. But any age was excepted as the innocent bystander.UNDERBELLY’S grand opening was ideal. Yung Gwen and her family came to the park and bought the full package. It was Yung Gwen’s birthday wish to be in a drive-by shooting. She glowed wit anticipation. Her reservation for the drive-by was hours away, so she and the family enjoyed the rest of the park. They were harassed by security. They ordered chicken wings
through bullet-proof glass. She even shoplifted The Gwen belt [pictured below]. When worn, the little bell attached to the belt rang softly alerting everyone within earshot of her five-finger discount.The time came for her drive-by. And because of her age, she elected to do the shooting. She was excited. The car sped off and the target revealed. POP. POP. POP. She fired off three rounds. But she missed. A face full of tears, she cries till the ride is over. Disappointed, Yung Gwen and her family leave the amusement park. The following week, the newspaper headlines read
“UNDERBELLY GOES BELLY-UP, THE GHETTO GETS SUED”.
The Embalming of 3rd_dimension
