In which the postmodern human is examined, from its head down to its feet
Imagine, if you will, that you are a bespectacled person whose glasses seem to levitate in front of you, due to a strategically placed piercing. Now imagine that your piercing gaze (ha, sorry) includes some tiny eye jewelry. (Images included are not for the squeamish.)
Your clothes, washed in UV laundry detergent and held together with t-a-p-e, give way to shoes which vibrate with each fluctuation of the stock market and a wedding ring made from the bones of you and your beloved. Add in a membership card for the Cyborg Democracy, and you're looking at a true 21st century humanoid!
