Edgelands critique continued

The broken security light that punctuated a corner of minor theft possibillity. Cats trigger these 30 second flashes of white light, viewed from the sky must burst out, like will o the wisp or stalled cheap garden fireworks. The idea of total surveilance is clarified by this picture. A broken momento to a time when a place had a value worthy of trespass. The key is entropy, or a vain attempt at preserving time. They tell us that in inner city conurbations we pass surveilance cameras up to 300 times in one day yet the footage is lost or ignored. Jamie Bulger, that most iconic of cctv footage horror moments stalled nothing. Venables knew the Edgelands, the railway embankments where all but truant children never go. The Edgelands from the book is a hindsight, adult lookback. It bares nothing of Skreeworlds depth. They created these stories to fulfill a prophesy of living on the outskirts. Only those who had it in their blood truly know the meaning of the black tattoo of a fire, cans and cigarrette butts strewn about. The Authors are tourists who were observant enough to see the glory of the Edgelands but not sons of the waste world.