STUPID STUPID STUPID

Idiocy is the new black, the new rock 'n' roll, the new broom that has swept away reason. In a search for lack of meaning huge swathes of the population have embraced stupidity with the fervour of born again zealots. A trip to Luton on business cemented my belief on this hot chicken leg of a debate. Blank identikit expressions punctuated by pouts wandering around like extras from 28 Days Later, eyebrows of fake, tattoos of baby faces on calves, jeans of the designer torn variety, socks and adidas slides, slippers and pyjama bottoms, fake tan and pallid of face ingesting deep fried fowl from yellow and orange boxes. It looked like the epicentre of a post apocalyptic ghost town where radiation had created a less charming version of the Moorlocks, only these Morloccks live above the surface.
Being thick is not really the problem though. I think that being gormless is a bit of a blessing, one doesn't have to worry about the big issues; mortality, the state of the planet, why Rothko's work is so emotionally charged...you know, that sort of thing.
There's being thick (for want of a better word) and there's being stupid. Being stupid takes an effort, it takes decision making, a bit of planning and a lack of an inner voice.
Stupidity thrives on conformity and Luton presented a town where conformity is king. Don't get me wrong, they seemed friendly enough, in fact they seemed docile and very much like they were living under a dome.
We've seen the rise of certain behaviours and viewpoints from Luton recently so it was interesting to see the place for myself. Nothing shocking, quite a bit of diversity but underlying things was the feeling that any bright people  were either hiding away or had moved away.
In this age of stupidity I feel there will be more Lutons, just as conformist, just as docile and just as stupid.
The Galaxy Centre feels like it's the spiritual home of the hard of thinking and you could almost sense that beneath the Wetherspoons, bowling alley, arcade and cinema there is a gigantic thought processor harvesting any common sense or originality from the local population.
At the moment that Galaxy is far far away from me, but for how long?