By Caitlin Johnstone: “Look at her, just staring at her phone like a zombie,” the
middle-aged woman said in a loud stage whisper which was clearly
intended to be heard.“She’s sitting in an art museum, right in
front of a genuine Monet, and she’s staring at her phone,” said her
husband, not even bothering to whisper.
“Guarantee you if someone
had shown Monet an iPhone while he was painting that piece of shit he
woulda dropped his brush and forgotten all about it,” said the girl
without looking up.
The woman gasped and sputtered. The man’s face went dark.
“Piece
of shit?” he said. “Piece of shit? Do you have any idea who Monet was?
How lucky you are to be able to experience his work? And you sit there
staring at your phone without so much as a glance at the masterpieces
you’re surrounded by?”
The girl ignored him.