Does paying $295 to spend a week roasting in the desert surrounded by modern day hippies letting their freak flags fly sound like a good time to you?
If it does, you probably aren't reading this because you're currently at Burning Man. Unless of course you've got your solar powered Macbook rigged up to the world's largest wireless Internet antenna. In that case I'm flattered by your dedicated readership but I still think you're a giant douchebag for going to Burning Man.
If you've never heard of Burning Man, here's how the organizers describe it.
Trying to explain what Burning Man is to someone who has never been to the event is a bit like trying to explain what a particular color looks like to someone who is blind.
Obviously whoever wrote that has never seen Mask. That Rocky Dennis sure figured out a way to make that happen.
It's hard to put this into words without sounding like the Unibomber but there's something that really chaps my hide about people loading up their Land Rovers with fur covered bikes to run off to the desert to eat a bunch of Ecstasy and play dirty hippie for a week.
Really, couldn't all that time, effort and money spent to go to Burning Man be put to better use saving dolphins and/or find homes for orphans? I just wonder how of many of this year's tribe are wasting a week in the desert while their SUVs sit parked with "Free Darfur" bumper stickers.
I tell you what, if the terriosts of the world ever felt like going on a mission to get some positive PR for their cause, dropping a dirty nuke or two over Burning Man would be a good place to start.
Don't believe me? Just watch the video.
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