The Tyranny of Abundance

A large black pig lying comfortably on the ground beside a concrete wall, illustrating indulgence, comfort and complacency.

The cage is already here. There are simply no bars to photograph. We carry the surveillance devices ourselves, surrender our freedoms voluntarily, demand protection from discomfort, and call the machinery of control compassion. The old tyrant needed soldiers. The new one needs only frightened, comfortable citizens willing to hand him the keys.