Further Surreality

This roadside attraction was worth a post of its own.

So we were coming home from the wedding Sunday evening, and we stopped at a rest stop that had a small McDonalds franchise in it. One wall of the rest stop, opposite the McDonalds, was dedicated to, essentially, the exaultation and honorific photo display of the McDonald's franchise owner and his wife. And it wasn't the folksy mom & pop photos you see in places like old-school Italian restaurants. The words that popped out of my mouth were "Kim Jong-il."

They were elegant but ostentatious portraits of the owner and his wife, together and seperately, dressed to the absolute nines, with engraved plaques on each expensive and stately frame. I'm quite sure they weren't dead, either, or it would have said so. Dear Leader was center and highest, with his wife and other grandoise pictures of them flanking him. It was hilariously North Korean, except for their being African-American. The only nod to American propriater photography was one picture of them with a non-plussed looking Aretha Franklin and her McDonalds bag.

I really wish we'd taken a photo. Epic lulz, and I hope we go to Kim Jong-il's rest stop again sometimes. :-)