Hot stupid day. Washington was covered by bright sunbeams that burned everything and everywhere, the city was a gigantic microwave oven. From the hot air, everything looked twisted and distorted, dogs looked miserable, caught in their furs and dragged by their masters.
It took me one whole day walking from Lincoln Memorial to National Capitol.
Starting from the Westside of the city, I encountered series of monuments: Vietnam Memorial, Korean War Memorial, D.C. War Memorial and National WWII Memorial. Unlike the ancient Persian’s preference of stone carving how they slaughtered and tortured enemies, modern civilization in favour of moaning about their own casualties. Wars transformed from celebrations into self-pitiful whining.
Crossing Washington Monument, I entered the museum area: American History Museum, African Art Museum, National Gallery of Art, Hirshhorn and etc. In every front door, there stood securities. They opened my bag, poked in their chopsticks and looked for bombs. In front of art, history and humanity, there is no freedom left for human beings.
The stream of monuments and museums along with Constitution Avenue provided different reading of the history: Walking from West to East, humanity starts from the abolition of slavery, conflicts, creativity and finally ends in the utopia of democracy. Conversely, if you walk from East to West, humanity starts from the unsuccessful imitation of the Greek system, through capitalistic art industry, into imperialism, and finally arrives at a bearded guy representing the fact that slavery only changes forms but never disappears from this planet.
Finally, my epic walk ended at Capitol, I was paralyzed on a bench, I could barely walk, each step brought a mighty pain to my both ankles.
Few minutes later, the sun came down, the weather turned into freezing cold, I found myself shivering under the white dome of Western democracy.