Probably More Succinctly Describes The Ethos of the Just-Passed Era Better Than Anything Else
The rocks beneath Reykjavík may be igneous, but the city feels sedimentary: on top of several thick strata of architecture that should be called Nordic Pragmatic lies a thin layer that will almost certainly one day be known as Asshole Capitalist. The hobbit-size buildings that house the Icelandic government are charming and scaled to the city. The half-built oceanfront glass towers meant to house newly rich financiers and, in the bargain, block everyone else’s view of the white bluffs across the harbor are not.
It’s not just Reykjavík adorned with unfinished Asshole Capitalist style; what is Dubai except Asshole Capitalist? We’ll be able to enjoy those unfinished glories for a while, I suspect.