I was at a dinner party last night and the talk turned to Utopias. It got me thinking - fuck that. What I want is to live in a Metopia.
My perfect Metopia would be... all about me.
-There would be a reshuffling of the working week so that you only work 4 out of every 7 days.
-Morning television would be illegal, and Mel and Kochie would be serving lifetime sentences.
-Also illegal would be instant coffee - life is just too short.
-The Fashion Police would actually have powers to fine and arrest those committing misdemeanours and infringements such as: yellow that doesn't match the wearer's complexion, skinny jeans on non-skinny legs, and socks and sandals.
-Wine would not produce hangovers.
-Somehow or other I would receive a stipend just for being me.
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oooh, i'm liking the sound of your metopia. i reckon i'd be a pretty happy resident there...
Let's not forget the outlaw of karaoke.
I'd like for good quality avocadoes to be freely available, and reasonably priced, at all times...I'm a simple type really.
David Caruso dead.
But what happens when my metopia meets yours? Who gets the stipend? Now my brain hurts...
Good suggestions all of you. Cléa - I wouldn't worry too much about it. As long as I have my stipend I'm happy. That's not to say there can only be one.
I second the wine notion.
Cheers Chelsea!
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