Okay, I want to dig into the gritty, dark, and edgy chunks of cultural murk so that visitors will think that I am deep, intellectual, and insightful. Yes, I want to find the spittle, and phlegm of life lurking under the rocks of our collective ids. But then, as the sun sets on a South Carolina beach there are a couple of kids way far away... dancing in the day's last light. And I crank my telephoto far out and trigger a burst of pixel netting to haul them onto my Flash Card. And... and... as I see the children so happily dancing to their imagined music... I chuckle and the murky darkness under the rocks remains unexplored for one more night.... Sigh...

