Power of the Pie
When I visit school campuses I take pizza with me (which is the only logical method of student visitation). I’ve thought about creating a documentary about the effects of pizza on the teenage psyche, primarily through visual stimulation.
When I enter campus I hear various exclamations around me:
- “Hey, lemma get some!”
- “Hey, can I have a piece?”
- “Hey, give me some pizza.”
- “I’ll give you a dollar.”
Some of them just stare. And some of them walk towards the boxes longingly, like Gollum entranced by the One Ring. They whisper, foaming at the mouth: “Can I have a piece of pizza?”
To some of them I am a hero. To some of them, I am their worst enemy: the guy who brings pizza, but not enough for everyone.
I believe that were there to be a teenage uprising, of the political and social sense, pizza would replace legal tender, and possibly even gold bullion.
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