Month: May 2017

Describing the Trump White House, the Washington Post comes up with a decent description of what life feels like when your workplace is stressfully, chaotically going down in flames:

For many White House staffers, impromptu support groups of friends, confidants and acquaintances have materialized, calling and texting to check in, inquiring about their mental state and urging them to take care of themselves.

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This Republican added that any savvy White House staffer should be keeping a diary. “The real question is, how long do you put up with it?” this person said. “Every one of those people could get a better-paying job and work less hours.”

Unusually, here’s a Guardian article with comments worth reading. It’s about Graffiti, so the Guardianistas are out reminiscing about slogans of decades paste:

During Ronald Reagan’s early 80’s anti-Soviet Union sabre rattling era around corner from uni in two foot high lettering with brush in black on bright yellow building site hoarding:

MUTATE NOW! AVOID POST BOMB RUSH

Northwick Park roundabout, 1970s –

NICHOLAS PARSONS IS THE NEO-OPIATE OF THE PEOPLE

. Done by students from Harrow CHE nearby (now Uni Westminster art school or something) around 1972. A suburban masterpiece, it was still there 15 years later, and the source of much local frustration to drivers having to explain what neo-opiate is to their curious kids in the back seat.

I AM THE SCHIZOID OCTOPUS MAN

… Wilslow Rd. Manchester, most of the 1970s-4ft high, 50 ft long on a low brick wall in Rusholme.

ART IS A HAMMER, NOT A FUCKING MIRROR

on wall opposite Liverpool Art College Foundation Course building, mid 70s.

ONLY 60,000 SHOPPING DAYS TILL THE COLLAPSE OF CAPITALISM

— 1980’s Brixton

ALL MEN ARE RAPISTS. DISARM RAPISTS

. Coventry 1980 something. always made me shudder.

Brixton, 1978:

FIGHT TO MAKE LIFE POETRY