I’m not sure what we’re trying to fool here. Lizards, I understand, have very tiny brains, but I can’t think but that even an incredibly dim skink would realize the raw, unadulturated artificiality of this life-like enclosed ecosystem. But on the plus side, at least there’s reading material in the bathroom.
It might make sense if I panned back a bit. Then again, it might not. The map just deprives the entire thing of context. But sure, let’s try.
It’s not even a very inviting cage. Anything in here would almost certainly die of complications of acute boredom. It really looks more like a trap than a habitat…a trap for very small tourists who want to visit Georgia. “We’ll put in a very small piece of swamp and a map of local attractions. Then, when he comes in to take pictures, the door swings down and we got him!”
I guess I can flag this one as “not a horror,” but when I saw it, I just felt…strangely empty. “Here, you sad little creature, take this six-inch square of simulated nature. It’ll make the cold, refining bars of your limited reality seem more like the home you once knew. Soon, you’ll long for the glass walls of PetCo…unless we ‘accidentally’ leave you behind when we move to Georgia or the Carolinas. We’ll be kicking back highballs in Charlotte when you’re tapping your empty water bowl…but at least you’ll still have grass.”
Mmm. Monday is a day to mock other living things’ sorrow.
Goodwill on Parmer near I35, Austin