Anger at stagnation and corruption, and a desire to see it all torn down, mirrored by an equal fear of change. The feeling that reality has crumbled and decayed. This piece is a reflection of the current cultural climate of the United States: the flag, rendered as a twisted, erupting tentacle of thorns, crashes down and reduces everything to rubble. Among the ruins, the names and slogans are left in plain sight. Daydream, or realistic reflection?