This afternoon we took a walk up to the supermarket "Franco" for supplies, and from there off up to the main drag "Avenida Ejército" for other stuff.
Along the way, what did we spy but this plastic surgery clinic:
The statue in the garden in front of the clinic was quite clear in proclaiming the types of transformation the clinic could provide:
It's pretty direct, isn't it? Submit your body to the talented scalpels behind these walls, and you too can have the sculpted, classical physique you deserve. No different to the Australian mindset, of course -- just advertised in a different way.
The human animal is the same the world over: we obsess over our bodies. Yet only God can provide what we really need:
"So will it be with the resurrection of the dead. The body that is sown is perishable, it is raised imperishable; it is sown in dishonour, it is raised in glory; it is sown in weakness, it is raised in power; it is sown a natural body, it is raised a spiritual body. ... And just as we have borne the image of the earthly man, so shall we bear the image of the heavenly man." (1 Cor. 15:42-44, 49)
