Fast food chains. They embody so many of the things I hate. Animal cruelty; poison and chemicals disguised as food; convenience over quality; money over ethics; the almighty worldwide corporation; the loss of character in individual towns and cities in favor of generic strip mall sprawl; the ever more prevalent "they made me wait for more than a minute in my air-conditioned car for my lunch, so I deserve to get my $1 burger for free" attitude of entitlement. I could go on all day--but I won't. Why? Because these two photos from my trip to Mexico this past January say it pretty well for me.
La Casa del Whopper--it doesn't matter what city or even what country you're in--there is no escaping the King.
Or if you like irony in your photography--
It's hard to read the monument on this mini-sized photo, but it says:
"Los recursos naturales del pais deben servir para su propia prosperidad. Entregarlos a intereses extranjeros es traicionar a la patria."
Or in English:
"The natural resources of a land should serve for its own prosperity. To turn them over to foreign interests is to betray the country."
Whatever McDonald's wants, McDonald's gets though...