Kingdom Come J.G. Ballard

After finishing this book I came across this Slatearticle online. It shows images that the photographer took of abandoned shopping malls and bemoans the loss of these ‘community centers.’
Ballard may well disagree.
His book, Kingdom Come, begins with a man who visits a town in Middle England, along the motorway by Heathrow, to attend his father’s funeral. While there he stumbles upon something much more sinister. The Metro Centre has become an unofficial church with its own high priest, it’s own soldiers, and violence aplenty.
He, as an advertising man, is perplexed and enthrall led and for a while become embroiled in the non-politics, politics of the town. A Fascist state ensues where immigrants are treated like footballs, figuratively and literally and citizens worship the twin gods of sport and consumerism. A small group tries to exploit this and Richard becomes an unofficial part of it all as advisor to David Cruise, the minor celebrity cum God of the mall.
It ends in violence, madness and chaos but he does find the killer of his father.
Ballard’s wry observations about middle class aspirations are well made in this account of modern life’s undercurrents. Indeed, ‘the suburbs dream of violence.’20140626-074109-27669763.jpg


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