Best Graffiti Ever
My favourite was a public loo in Oxford where someone had written a huge poem all down the cubicle door. Best bit? Someone else had added detailed literary criticism. Only in Oxford. Have you seen better? Worse? Do tell.
( , Thu 3 May 2007, 17:16)
My favourite was a public loo in Oxford where someone had written a huge poem all down the cubicle door. Best bit? Someone else had added detailed literary criticism. Only in Oxford. Have you seen better? Worse? Do tell.
( , Thu 3 May 2007, 17:16)
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Hamilton Ontario Canada
Hamilton. Steeltown. A fair-sized city, a bit on the blue-collar end of the spectrum. (Nice art gallery, though. But I digress.)
I was walking past a construction site, and all along the wooden fence were scattered angry graffiti about some guy named Levak. I don't remember any verbatim, but clearly some guy was seriously pissed off at Levak. I walked along, pondering about what Levak had done, the nature of the conflict. Perhaps some cultural clash, given the immigrant mix in that working-class area. Graffiti not terribly specific, though. Made it all a bit of a mystery.
About 15 minutes later (or more), the penny drops. Like a lot of working-class blue-collars, this guy was angry at Quebec separatist politican Rene Levesque.
How can you care enough to hate that much, and not care enough to learn the correct spelling?
EDIT: Not a defense of the late Levesque, whose PQ is dangerously divisive, hypocritical in their treatment of Quebec anglophones, and borderline racist. But I can at least describe the issues, and spell the fucker's name.
Length? A few city blocks, as I recall.
( , Fri 4 May 2007, 13:35, Reply)
Hamilton. Steeltown. A fair-sized city, a bit on the blue-collar end of the spectrum. (Nice art gallery, though. But I digress.)
I was walking past a construction site, and all along the wooden fence were scattered angry graffiti about some guy named Levak. I don't remember any verbatim, but clearly some guy was seriously pissed off at Levak. I walked along, pondering about what Levak had done, the nature of the conflict. Perhaps some cultural clash, given the immigrant mix in that working-class area. Graffiti not terribly specific, though. Made it all a bit of a mystery.
About 15 minutes later (or more), the penny drops. Like a lot of working-class blue-collars, this guy was angry at Quebec separatist politican Rene Levesque.
How can you care enough to hate that much, and not care enough to learn the correct spelling?
EDIT: Not a defense of the late Levesque, whose PQ is dangerously divisive, hypocritical in their treatment of Quebec anglophones, and borderline racist. But I can at least describe the issues, and spell the fucker's name.
Length? A few city blocks, as I recall.
( , Fri 4 May 2007, 13:35, Reply)
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