(Translation: “everything is a lie”)
And now, some good news: this afternoon, August 26th 2014, I bore witness to an actual fence being installed on the premises. Happy days!
Now if someone would fish the picnic table cum u-boat out of the East River we’ll be all aces!
AS you can see, the local wildlife do not seem to find it terribly compelling…
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Fact learned yesterday evening while crossing Manhattan Avenue: apparently wearing some hybrid of a Mongolian and Viking helmet absolves you of obeying traffic laws. I realize the photographs are not great. I can assure there is a reason for this:
- I was crossing the street in accordance with the traffic signal.
- The above woman (who clearly had no intention of stopping) narrowly avoided hitting yours truly.
- Instead, she veered into oncoming traffic on India Street where she almost hit a motorist (who was following the traffic laws and actually got out of her way).
This is how you become a statistic folks…
*For those of you who are not in the know as to who this fellow is, this should clear things up.
Taken August 26, 2014.
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Taken August 26, 2014.
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Summer may be winding down— but Greenpoint’s beloved mascot, Jailbear, is celebrating in high style with a spectacular array of new offerings!
- one plush sunflower
- one Captain America Pez dispenser (unopened)
- one bottle of soap bubbles
Taken August 25, 2014.
Taken by Diane Greene Lent.
Taken by Rommel Parada.
Taken by Joel Bischoff.
Let’s face facts: although the summer in our fair city has been a lovely one weather-wise, I would not exactly call it a good one. The death of Eric Garner ushered in a series of “incidents” involving our “finest” which— and this is being kind— are appalling. Incidents which beg the question as to exactly who our public servants are indeed protecting and serving. It certainly was not Mr. Garner.
It is not my intent to simply blame the police, mind you. They follow orders. No sir: the blame, ultimately should be laid firmly on the doorstep of those who issue those orders. I do not think I need to name them here.
I have been wrestling with how to depict the goings on here via snow globes for months. Then Ferguson happened.
This is when I was reminded that this is not a mere New York City issue. It is a national issue. One which is fueled by institutionalized racism, classism, the militarization of our police force* and suppression of or (even worse) complicity of the press to name a few. Simply put: what happened there can and probably does happen here. We simply do not know about it— or prefer to forget about it. Ferguson, I suspect, has changed this.
Thus I opted instead to do a snow globe about Ferguson. Its “official” title is “Salus populi suprema lex esto”. This is the motto for the state of Missouri. It means:
The welfare of the people shall be the supreme law
I suspect a number of people will agree with me when I write that powers that be in Missouri need to be reminded of this rather apt piece of trivia. And sadly trivia is all it is. They do not seem to be comprehending much less following it.
Without further ado here it is. It pretty much speaks for itself.
Policeman grappling with a photographer.
If you want a vision of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face – forever.
George Orwell, 1984