The social construction of taste II

From the palaces of Saddam Hussein to the drug pad of Tony Montana, the preferred aesthetic of bad boys everywhere has always been something we can calll “haute douchebag.” Today’s wsj has a piece demonstrating that in the desire to surround themselves with pure velveeta, Mexican drug lords bow to no one:

The three-story house is like Hansel and Gretel meets Pablo Escobar, replete with gingerbread-like carvings featuring Christian and Buddhist figures, goats, fish and other animals. The grounds are a labyrinth of garden trails among man-made ponds fed by waterfalls. The compound also has stables, a suit of armor and a disco with stripper pole.

If you dig this kind of stuff, here’s the book for you.