Suburbs and strip malls as far as the eye can see...

God I just want to watch it all burn, I want grass to replace the endless expanse of concrete and trees to grow up through collapsed and long-abandoned homes, I want to stalk deer between the rusted hulks of useless cars, I want to watch the stars on a new-moon night, their glow undiminished by street lamps...

I hate the cheap, interchangable soullessness of America