10 Nights 'til Halloween

Saluting your favorite band by wearing facepaint to resemble a psychotic clown is a rather harmless pursuit. In the grand scheme of things, Juggalos are simply this generation's KISS Army (albeit with less class, taste, IQ and teeth). Something more troublesome lurks in our collective consciousness. An invisible monster with a taste for devouring the souls of both young and old alike. Vanity was never more a punishable sin than in the 21st century. Our modern Babylon demonstrates this: welcome to the nightmare that is Hollywood. 

Andy Warhol famously quipped that one day everyone would be famous for 15 minutes. I think one day everyone will look the same, all bottle-blonde, cancerhide, collagen-puss, silicon breasted clones. And thin. Sickly so. But who cares about health (physical or mental) when you're beautiful: