Now that I have your attention…
Come in my children! Come in plastix saints and sinners. Don’t be afraid… I have survived the plastix madness…. You can see what it has done to me and we don’t want it to happen to anyone else now, do we?
Fear not, I am not a monster. Not a monster but, your monster, your siren from the future, the very imminent future. In my hideousness, I am still your nun. Beautiful and imposing, infected and innocent. I am your wise and trashy whore of the Anthropocene. At home in the environmental chaos and doom of the four gods, capitalism, colonialism, consumerism and christianity.
Don’t be afraid. Step in…step in, we are all plastix sinners in here. Tell me your plastix troubles, confess your plastix sins to Sister GlitterNullius, sit amongst the plastix…because of the plastix… all the plastix! Take a seat and confess plastic-waste sins…
Your Friend In and Out of Plastix,
Sister GlitterNullius! X
Juundaal Strang-Yettica 