Thread: When the American Pie Rots

The bastardized apple pie stewed in its spoilt air, contemplating world domination from the corner cabinet, between the pilgrim salt and pepper shaker and the blender. Sprouts, like fiendish minions, spawned from within the pie crust, thrusting past the inner layer with hunched stems and withered grey leaves.

Morality rots, it thinks; virtue follows.

In three sentences you have done a very difficult thing. You've tangled so much hidden symbolism that the entire piece, tiny as it was, loses nearly all meaning. This piece feels almost like a randomly chosen verse from a poem, stripped of any context at all, and strenched out to even removed any form of structure it should have had.

Besides the obvious bashing of the USA, which I can dismiss since it's so commonplace as to be a cliche, it makes virtually no sense whatsoever. I'm sorry if you were trying to make a statement with this, and I'm very sorry if I've missed the point, but in my opionion this was an unnecessary exercise in symbolism and senseless hate.

My suggestion: throw the pie in the trash and learn to clean out your pantry before making any more inexcusable political statements.