Luvin’ with the Minister of Propaganda
Vegas has more than its fair share of characters- most of them middle aged overweight men. The mayor springs to mind. But of all of them, the Minister of Propaganda, Popo to his friends, is probably the only one worth a damn.
And yet, he, shockingly, had not sampled the daytime delights of Luv-it Frozen Custard. (There is drinking, I assure you- for those of you who don’t know, Luv-it is conveniently located next to the Mighty Mart home of ridiculously cheap carbonated malt alcohol beverages).
The story of Luv-it is simple: it is the best frozen dessert in the desert churned out daily by the same guy who took it over from his folks who’ve had it for over 35 years. In addition to being conveniently located next to the Mighty Mart, the parking lot in which sits the neat blue hut where the Luv it magic happens is also the preferred spot for many of the local hookers, crack dealers and dumpster divers, it really is one stop shopping.
But fear not, Luv-it, despite being a cash only business, has never been robbed, and as long as you don’t ask, they won’t tell and you can generally get your goodness free from molestation and other solicitation.
Round about now, you may be wondering where you’ve heard of Luv-it, well, you may be recalling that time a few months ago when Vegas, in typical Vegas defensive fashion, freaked the fuck out when the Indian chick from the office told Craig Ferguson on his late night show that the parking lot surrounding Luv-it was sketchy.
It is. And she still loved the custard. But since Vegas has yet to develop a sense of humor (or even a sense of perspective) about itself, Vegans totally lost it and started online hate groups to shame her into never wanting to come back and spend her money here again (or give us free on air plugs).
But that’s what the DayDrinker has come to realize about Vegas. All this hand wringing about the lack of community- here’s why Vegas doesn’t have community- because everyone is so busy getting whatever s/he can from whomever s/he can (please see the WIFM post for further clarification), that Vegas just uses people up, figuring they’ll always be another sucker coming through to suck dry, but you know what Vegas, the world is getting smaller, people talk and it is time for you to get some fucking manners.
As the Minister of Propaganda said “It’s because of the culture of silence here that people have been able to act this way.” Guess what, we’re all gonna start talking.
What’s that you say? Oh, yes, the Luv-it parking lot is also where they shot that opening car bomb scene in Casino… what’s your point?
