Oh, Yoko. THE WORLD IS SAVED

Ah, I get it.

Some pretentious fuckhead makes a useless glowing green sculpture.

And it's really a SYMBOL of something or other.

It's so fucking profound, YOKO has to RE-TWEET about it.

Ooh, it's a LEARNING PLATFORM!

It's a METHADOLOGY!

Anything else?

IT'S A HERRING! IT'S A SHRUBBERY! IT'S A HAMSTER! IT'S A NORWEGIAN BLUE! IT BEATS ANYTHING BY DESCARTES!

Some pretentious prick gets thousands of dollars in grant money, and nestles a green ball in a cozy museum somewhere, and rich lah-dee-dahs with time to kill can wander over and glimpse it...and this MEANS SOMETHING? ANYTHING?

Christ, let's go back to when Yoko would sit on her ass and people would come over and snip pieces of her clothing off. It didn't change the world, but you did end up with a Jap in her underwear. And there was always the chance the scissor might slip.