July 26, 2008

The Oddity Explained

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Well, apparently the origin of the grafitti in my last article has been explained… sort of.

The author has apparently laid claim to the work in this post.

I had started to write my thoughts on this work, and of the unfocused nature of it, but then I stopped. You see, I just don’t “get” this kind of thing, which might disqualify me as a critic.

I could stick a pencil through the side of a pop can and embed the can in a cow patty and declare it a statement on the commercialism of modern writing, and presto! I’m an artist. If somebody quite rightly points out that it’s just five seconds of thought, thirty seconds of execution and a stupid idea to begin with, they clearly just don’t “get” me.

So good luck to the artist. I have what I needed – confirmation that it isn’t some future child molester working on his psychosis.


July 22, 2008

What An Odd Thing To Find…

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Twice a day I walk by the Edmonton Catholic Schools building in the downtown core. It’s on my way to work, after all, and I walk both ways.

This morning I found the strangest thing enroute. Somebody had written on the sidewalk in front of the building, in large, clear letters, “I DREAMT I CUT YOUR CHILDREN’S HAIR.” It was still there after work, so I took a picture of it.

You can find it here.

Odd, that such a strange statement would be written with such clarity, and with decent grammar. The proper use of the possessive apostrophe and the choice of “dreamt” rather than “dreamed” seems to suggest that whoever wrote it was literate, if nothing else.

There’s something strange about this situation. Why would somebody write this statement on the sidewalk? It must have happened in the night… Is it deliberately provocative? Is it intended to unsettle people? I hope so, because that means it’s really just a nasty prank.

The other possibility is that somebody is wrestling with something very dark.


July 15, 2008

Nice Place To Visit…

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When I look at Las Vegas, I see a city that spent the last decade fooling itself. They worked hard to change their image, trying to become a family vacation destination instead of a sin-laden centre of debauchery. Now, though, the city faces hard times as tourism from the rest of the U.S. dries up. If you want to know whether a recession is happening, you need only look to places that offer nothing that is actually necessary.

With the economic wolves at the door, Vegas is regressing. Actually, scratch that. It isn’t regressing – it’s returning to its roots. “What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.” Temporarily, that motto was shelved. Now it has reappeared in print and television advertising… and rightly so. North America has more than enough theme parks, water parks, museums, libraries, hiking trails, golf courses, recreation centres, gyms, and groups devoted to healthy, wholesome activities.

Vegas should be about doing things that aren’t good for you. It should be about naughty excess. It should be about drinking, smoking, gambling, sex, drugs, and all-you-can-eat buffets. It should be about paying for certain crazy experiences you might not find elsewhere. Vegas should be a place where you do your health a severe injustice, and your memory a huge favour.

Prudes and prissies need not apply. If you’re not going to walk the walk, or you’re just waiting for an excuse to poop on the party, don’t let the door hit your lily-white backside on the way out. Disneyland is thataway, baby.