Can you recall what you have seen on some disturbing late-night infomercials?
You know the ones: sad violin music, somber voice overs and still shots of kids with flies on their foreheads? That’s real, and even those kids have it better than people who live in a shanty town. These are acres, maybe miles, of self-developed “homes” made of flimsy scrap metal, stolen drapes or even wet cardboard glazed with every bacteria you can’t imagine. While a roof is overhead, share that roof with about 20 to 30 people with little to no energy, water, food, and maybe share a toilet.
Remember that nasty scene in Slumdog Millionaire where the kid plays cannonball in a lagoon of crap? That.
Now imagine a luxury tourism agency thumbing their noses at a shanty town by creating a fake one for grins and an opulent vacation: giggling at extreme poverty and giving a middle finger to Bono. Yeah, well that just happened too.
See that picture above? That’s created for fun in South Africa for what Emoya Luxury Hotel and Spa considers a “unique accommodation experience.”
Now you can experience staying in a Shanty within the safe environment of a private game reserve. This is the only Shanty Town in the world equipped with under-floor heating and wireless internet access!
That’s right, douchebags and megalomaniacs. What do you get for the snob in your life that has everything? An experience that even the dregs of society wouldn’t wish on their enemies. Well, not really, but it will feel like that while dining on prime steaks and relaxing the lap of morbid dystopia with a stone bath. And even with a video.
No public outcry here. No charity outreach either. Just the upper-crust rubbing their nose at the least of these. You know, like Black Friday, except without price tags. So classy.