An Insignia of Prosperity, Vanessa Vallon

The White House. An emblem of the United States. A picture of freedom, jubilance, and power. A grand colonial house, surrounded by greenery and grace, filled with elegance and art, and surrounded by men in suits caring m-16s and snipers staring down at you from the roof. A picture of truth. Full of ironies, what the White House encompasses is apparent. With everything going on in the world, poverty, disease, war, genocide, to say the least, this house represents some stability. It could be seen as a picture of hope, of one of the only things in the nation that does stay the same (besides the redecoration of several of the rooms). Maybe that’s why it has so much prestige… Maybe a big, white house really is the American dream…