In places of strife and of peace — in places at the center of globalization, as well as at its edges (if it is possible to distinguish the difference) — we institute amusements. Some are rooted in ethnic identity, like the defunct park edging the alpine lake of Issyk-Kul, a poignant reification of the ethnic Kyrgyz comprising the majority of the authoritarian former-USSR republic. Others manifest the collision of west meets east (Cold War style, rather than orientalist) / cartoons meet art, as with Gabaland, high in the Azerbaijan Caucasus Mountains. And others illuminate the power of the globalist imaginarium, like Mickey Mouse at the edge of a forgotten coastline of the Mediterranean in Tripoli, Lebanon. Among the things I confront about globalism is the communal human quest for amusement.