Wednesday, December 07, 2005

It's true, you know. Once upon a time I was absolutely enamored of the idea that one could make public statements through graffiti--not mindless statements, but real political stuff. You could foment a rebellion with nothing but paint! Then I realized how...how do you say?...slightly immature it is to make public property your own through such actions. Private property, with someone's OK, or on your own house? Sure, whatever, fine. But to breed enmity against your message just because you put it somewhere stupid seems ill-considered to say the least.

That said, I agree with this graffito, which I pass frequently on my way downtown. Another picture courtesy of Amy's camera. I'm not sure if this is directed against the war in Iraq, or the ongoing hostilities between Israel and Palestine, or at the world in general. It seems to fit all those situations; that's what's so disheartening. Does every generation feel like theirs is bound to be the last one? Is that why apocalyptic narratives grab our attention over and over again? Sometimes just living makes me feel like crying.

And as I'm PMSing again (or would be, if I were having periods) it's time for another installment of *drumroll* Things (and People) That Piss Me Off.
1. People who actually say things they saw on T-shirts, or that could be on T-shirts (example overheard recently: "There's too much blood in my alcohol system." Loser.)
2. Excessive negativity
3. The incorrect use of the apostrophe. Any mispunctuation, but especially the apostrophe. Nacho's is not the plural of nacho. Nor do the Smith's live anywhere. You don't form plurals with apostrophes, people.
4. Those who mindlessly appropriate from other cultures. "I wear this talisman of Brother Eagle because I want to HONOR, you know, Native American wisdom. And stuff." This especially bothers me now that I'm trying to get my (legitimately deserved) Certificate of Degree of Indian Blood.
5. People who buy organic food but don't recycle. I know people like this.
6. Emoticons. WHY? If you can't convey your emotional state adequately with words, maybe you need to work on your vocabulary.
7. When the people at the bakery don't separate the onion bagels from the rest of the bagels when they make a delivery. The inevitable result is a horror not even Mary Shelley could have anticipated: the blueberry garlic bagel. As effective as Ipecac, I swear. Keep one around in case of accidental poisoning.
8. Instructions that begin: "In case of accidental poisoning..." What, if someone ODs on purpose the instructions are different? Are you supposed to just leave them there to die?
9. Anything written by Dave Eggers. Ever. Also, I am chagrined to say, a good number of Wes Anderson movies. Cultural artifacts that are actually of poor quality but try to foist the responsibility for their inherent shittiness onto you, as in, "You just don't..." *sniff* "Get it."
10. Meat that looks unapologetically like meat (we had steaks for dinner last night *shudder*).

2 comments:

maryyyy said...

I LOVE spray paint. In a small town, it becomes rare but interesting (though my hand would never have enough guts to make its own statment. And even if it did, no one would be able to read my writing)...

One we have is "New world order?" under the tunnel downtown.

Another is "Steve loves Lois!" written hugely on the front of a shack down the road. I imagine it was written by a newly-wed redneck couple for their honymoon.

Aida said...

Oh wow! I passed by that bit of sidewalk while I was in Ithaca, but I never snapped a picture of it. Strange, seeing as I snap pictures of, oh, just about everything.