The Mission is filled with all different kinds of graffiti. Sometime late in spring or early summer one stenciler started putting sappy, I can only imagine ironic, slogans on the sidewalks. At saturation point other rankled people--or maybe the same artist if they were cheeky enough--started responding to them. First, someone stenciled a pile of shit with the phrase "Shut Up Honky" next to a lot of them. Then others started crossing off letters to totally change the message. And finally the lowest end, illustrated above.
Much like hipster beards, I hate ironic slogans with a passion. I don't care if people think it's really cool to go to the Attic and listen to sappy Commodores songs, this endless stream of inside jokes was tired in 1996.
2 comments:
I routinely have a hipster beard you sour grape suckin geneticly defunct of a man who can't grow a beard!. Or maybe you like to shave? YUPPIE SCUM!
I just assumed you had a sister fuckin', barbecue eatin', redneck beard. Hi-pster, boo-ring.
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