Looking Down

… and people who can’t spell. Walking home tonight up 14th Street, morose as usual, vision focussed firmly on the ground, I walked over this message, then turned back to be sure I saw it right. I mean, you don’t expect graffiti artists to have proofreaders in their posse, but still, if you’re gonna kill someone, try to spell the name of their social stratum right. Killing people who put their spelling ineptitude on public display may be a little harsh, but what are you going to do? Well, in California, the LAST thing you want to do is invest in their education. Might lead to an increase in property taxes or something, heaven forbid. And absolutely don’t let’s squander public funds on activities that could occupy budding artists yearning for self-expression in constructive ways. Better to leave them to their own devices, struggling valiantly as they reach to accomplish something that may unhappily exceed their grasp, such as spray painting two words correctly on the sidewalk. Poor puppys.