This from earlier in the year was sublime:
Cook pass babridge?
This from earlier in the year was sublime:
Just spray "I really hate cars a lot", they'll work it out.Since then, I have always written "teuchter off of urban75."
It shows you value your private property more highly than the property and environment you share with others, and that you assume everyone else feels the same way about stuff that you do - typical Thatcher generation. You probably chuck litter on the pavement too.
If you have a car, you don't live in it, you use it to get places. If I spray "teuchter off of urban75" all over it (including the inside) is that an "obstacle" to the function of driving to the supermarket?
Wow. Thatcher's work is done.
Saw this one a few days ago - passed it again on a walk this afternoon and it's developed strange green swirls now.
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Not sure it went through the local Residents' Association approval process.
The same actual humans use them, regardless of who owns them on paper.The myriad of train companies mismanaging the railways in the name of "competition" are a spawn of Thatcher. Why should I weep tears because an actual human being dared to impinge on their corporate aesthetic?
It's all about you, you, you.Personally I think it usually looks cool.
Are any of these things incompatible with me sneaking in to redecorate now and again, when you're out? I wouldn't take any of the tools, just spray paint some messages on them in a way that didn't directly affect their function. Sure, I might get some paint over the numbers on your tape measure, but I'd also cover up that "Stanley" corporate branding, and you can always pay someone to clean it off.Who says I wouldn't live in my car? I'd be able to personalise it, I'd keep some of my tools in there, I'd eat in it and possibly sleep in it on occasion.
Wouldn't you be a tad miffed if you found yourself on a long train journey but couldn't see a fucking thing because SLASHEZ87 or whoever had sprayed his tag all over your window?The myriad of train companies mismanaging the railways in the name of "competition" are a spawn of Thatcher. Why should I weep tears because an actual human being dared to impinge on their corporate aesthetic?
I think it has to be on a ballot paper.Surely the spunking cock is Urban-approved?
The same actual humans use them, regardless of who owns them on paper.
It's all about you, you, you.
Are you confident that most public transport users agree with you?
Are any of these things incompatible with me sneaking in to redecorate now and again, when you're out? I wouldn't take any of the tools, just spray paint some messages on them in a way that didn't directly affect their function. Sure, I might get some paint over the numbers on your tape measure, but I'd also cover up that "Stanley" corporate branding, and you can always pay someone to clean it off.
Are you confident that most public transport users think that advertising on trains looks cool? Like, fair enough to object specifically to people spraying over windows or whatever, but when it comes to "shit on public transport that someone else has decided that I should see and that I don't get any say in", I can think of things on public transport, or any public space space really, that are a lot more egregious than just seeing someone's tag.It's all about you, you, you.
Are you confident that most public transport users agree with you?
Are you confident that most public transport users think that advertising on trains looks cool? Like, fair enough to object specifically to people spraying over windows or whatever, but when it comes to "shit on public transport that someone else has decided that I should see and that I don't get any say in", I can think of things on public transport, or any public space space really, that are a lot more egregious than just seeing someone's tag.
Just carry a sharpie. No one will stop you.I'd quite like a "right of reply" for adverts so you could happily scrawl cocks on the latest bollocks by HSBC or Invisalign.
Wouldn't you be a tad miffed if you found yourself on a long train journey but couldn't see a fucking thing because SLASHEZ87 or whoever had sprayed his tag all over your window?
General Post Office, O'Connell Street, Dublin - 1976Graffiti was rubbish in 70s Dublin.
It was either "SHIT", "FUCK" or "IRA"
I've found myself in one too once. And yes it was both unusual and fucking shit, seeing as I couldn't see any of the countryside because of some twat tagger. But you didn't answer my question...
I've found myself in one too once. And yes it was both unusual and fucking shit, seeing as I couldn't see any of the countryside because of some twat tagger. But you didn't answer my question...
I don't like that either, but the cost of having to scrape off shit tags and repaint carriages isn't going to help either.I'm much more miffed at the fact that our rail network is being used as a cash cow.
Can't honestly say it bothered me. I'm usually reading something on train journeys. I'm much more miffed at the fact that our rail network is being used as a cash cow.
Or someone comes around your house and sprays a load of edgy tagz over your recently painted front room!Wouldn't you be a tad miffed if you found yourself on a long train journey but couldn't see a fucking thing because SLASHEZ87 or whoever had sprayed his tag all over your window?
There's certainly a long tradition of this sort of thingI've just tried to find my old gas meter on Google Maps and Google have actually blurred the gas meters so the penis is no longer visible. You can still just about see it from a sharp angle if you know what you're looking at. Who the fuck gets graffiti penises blurred from Google maps? Is there someone whose job it is to go round Streetview looking for willies or did someone write in and complain?
I've no idea, but I am always intrigued, when that kind of claim is made in the media, to note the way in which "deprived" or "ignored" gets conveniently narrowly defined...Has it not in fact been established that the idea that graffiti artists mostly come from deprived backgrounds or ignored sections of society is basically nonsense?