Street grass comes to Antartica [the DaDafication of Pristine landscapes]

Street Grasses in Antarctica. 

Out of the underlying chaos, confusion and insecurity of the Weimar republic came the DaDaist sound poetry of pure expression and zero information. Is it really such a weird idea to think of the expected 40% flip of earth’s major ecosystems this century as a kind of Weimar nature where the best and the worst exist together and where the weeds and not the cultivars best represent the concerns of a generation??  

Or to paraphrase Peter Gay: in the age of the Anthropocene the weed is the outsider as insider.