Reign of Error shares some apologetic racism on the rotting Taj Mansion in Peppermint Grove. Isn’t that the worst kind of racism? Not all are Snyde dogs obviously. (Although is Snyde Old English? Norse?) Perhaps there’s a back-pedalling watered down assertion on whether curries are munched or perhaps simply chewed, sprayed inside? Curries arr munched by some. In a few cases. You know? Maybe. But not by all. I guess. And if they don’t, there doesn’t seem much point in bringing it up.
Again Illusiver. Near Bunbury. I thought they marked territories with their musk glands down there?
Kill Tim Winton? Please nobody follow this exhortation. I’m serious. Because I’d probably get the bloody blame for it. By Illusiver. King’s Square Fremantle. Is it a schoolie forced to study Cliche Street for their finals? Ben Elton? I would have guessed Randolf Stow, the father of Fish Lit, but he’s already gone to that great merry-go-round in the sky.
They wander thro’ the darken’d street,
Near where the Trust’d Swan does flow.
And mark on every trunk they meet
Chucks of chipness, spews of woe.
In every hurl of every Man,
In every Dickheads cry for beer,
In every voice: in every van,
The mind-fuck’d lachrymal I hear.
How the Traffic-managers cry
Every Shaming sign appalls,
And the witless Drivers sigh
Runs in ash down Hotel walls.
But most thro’ midnight streets I hear
How the meth-ful shit-faced curse
Blasts the fresh-mown verge with beer
And blights the air with rudeness terse.
(With apologies for any inconveinience to Willy Blake.)
Alasdair notes that derelict, broke architects are doing “worst tours” of Porto, Portugal. Why can’t our architects in Perth be doing this – or doing anything else apart from designing buildings? I wonder if the Porto guys are aware of shedism?
I complained to Perth council that their (also lame) painted artwork on the Cultural Centre paving was dangerous when wet. Looks like they are grinding it off as a result. I can’t help feeling I’m fighting a losing battle against our bad public art though.
Better a knob eater than a Jew burner right? Right? Melbourne. By Meccano.
Classic piece of Fremantle laminate by Tullio. The red, the underlining, the triple !!! Probably could do with two or three different fonts though. Look, South Terrace Piazza, vomiting in the bin is a RIGHT not a privalage, (sic). The use of laminate is a symptom of the sign poster, not the vomiter. Is a vomiter going to suddenly stop vomiting when they see some red underlining? Three !!! ? Your laminating is the problem, not the vomiting. YOU are the person with the problem. Laminators are the ones spreading a slick of sick over every communal dunny. What loosers.
You know I’m ok that Princess Margaret Hospital is putting their effort into curing sick kiddies rather than the choosing of bronzes. By Ljuke.
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