Dang Kids Didn’t Mouth Off So Much Either
I must be well on my way to becoming an old fart — I’m starting to get pissed off a lot more at the little things like graffiti.
It’s not like this area of the city is Graffiti Central, and there’s actually been fairly little in the time I’ve lived around here, but it’s been on the rise lately. The sides of the LRT walkway bridge, the pedestrian overpass, and the bridge supports at the ends have been particularly favourite targets. The city occasionally comes out and paints over it, but lately it seems to come right back again.
This latest round even seems to be directly mocking the efforts to stop it: on one large wall they’ve written “DON’T LOOK DIRECTLY AT IT” in large letters, and along the walkway they’ve scribbled brief sentences along the lines of “they suppress what they can’t control.”
Well that’s all fine and dandy…except they’re not really saying anything. Spraypainting vague little platitudes that everyone already knows doesn’t make you a freedom fighter, it makes you a bored little punk who wants attention.