The Word On The Street: Exercise

This missive hails comes courtesy of the camera of Stefano Giovannini (whose web site and Facebook pages can be seen by clicking here and here). Great find!

From The New York Shitty Photo Pool: Poop Monster

April 12, 2012 ·
Filed under: Dog Shit Signage, New York City 

I should have curbed my dog

Taken by murdoc.

East Williamsburg Photo Du Jour: No Pigs Allowed

From Montrose Avenue.

Miss Heather

Williamsburg Photo Du Jour: Pick It Up

August 4, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11211, Dog Shit Signage, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn 

From Hope Street.

Miss Heather

New York Shitty Steet Art Du Jour: Use These

August 1, 2010 ·
Filed under: Dog Shit Signage, Manhattan, New York City 

From 14 Street.

Miss Heather

Dog Doo Sign Du Jour: Failure To Communicate

March 8, 2009 ·
Filed under: Dog Shit, Dog Shit Signage, Dung of the Day, Greenpoint Magic 

asshole

There is simply too much goodness going on here to go into in a mere blog post. This having been said I honestly don’t know which I like better: the carefully balanced box of beer bottles…

dogbombs

the total ineffectiveness of this missive or the fact the author of this missive appears to have no problem with having large quantities of beer bottles inhabiting the sidewalk. Then again I suppose this is Greenpoint: we are well known for our affinity for intoxicating substances.

Miss Heather

Divine Dog Shit Intervention: Bushwick Style

February 26, 2009 ·
Filed under: Brooklyn, Bum Shit, Bushwick, Dog Shit, Dog Shit Signage, Dung of the Day, Other Shit 

Churches give me the creeps. The tradition in many faiths is religion runs along matriarchal lines. My father is an avowed atheist, my mother was raised Methodist. My grandmother (my mother’s mother) tried to inculcate the Calvinist vision into my person.

It failed miserably. Probably because I do want to slave for a salvation I will probably not achieve. If god has already elected his own why should I bother? Besides, the Sunday School classes were downright stupid.*

In the spirit of good faith (and acknowledging the arguments set forth on both sides)— I reached a moral compromise: agnostic. But when I witnessed what I saw on George Street yesterday it made my agnosticism shudder with self-loathing Calvinistic doubt.

churchofjoy

This is the Cathedral of Joy. It may not look very joyous but it is indeed a church and its mission is to save souls…

thisisachurch

houseofthelord

and fight dog shit.

This is a church. Have some respect for the house of the Lord. Please (unintelligible) or curb your dog. Thank you.

I found two turds and a pair of pink panties in front of this establishment. Across the street was another matter.

tenturds

thirteen

Thirteen turds. One for each apostle plus one. A veritable Last Supper of dog shit (Judas Iscariot included)!

My conclusion: the fear of/hand of god is motivating dog owners to take their shit elsewhere. Unfortunately in this case it is across the street.

But it is a start!

Perhaps the City of New York will take heed of this novel tactic?

Miss Heather

*Although it could arguably be good job training for corporate shills: rote memorization and repetition. Methodism makes for good stenographers. Regurgitating what has been said accurately without the onus of knowing what it means. No disrepect to stenographers. You work harder than Methodists do.

Greenpoint Photo Du Jour: NO

December 20, 2008 ·
Filed under: Dog Shit Signage, Greenpoint Magic 

From India Street.

Miss Heather

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