On another note, I took over Greener Assets at b5, so I’ll be seeing you around the channel. Yay!

Unless, of course, you were only nice to me before because I was offering prizes.

*Awkward silence*

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*walks away*

loons, environmedicationists, claptrap, dogma, californication, Greencease, polymorphic paradimes, taurus excetia, grass rectumology……

People who use Text messages may be sympathetic, but those who disagree tend to attack the spelling when their brain malfunctions for something critical to say…

Anyhow, I think it gives the comment CHARACTER……tough if you disagree….

“ALL art is essentially USELESS.”

New York, famous for irrelevance that it is, prooves it once again. The Big Apple has a bloody worm in it….and that worm is the artistic endevours of a bunch of people calling themselves “experts”, pontificateing on the merits and demerits of modernity in relation to “art”….Pretentious WANKERS.

The British group DIRE STRAITS had a song off their very first, self titled album, called “In The Gallery” that was a look at the “vultures’ of the London art world….about a clay and stone scuptur called HARRY, a coal miner by trade…

“He was ignored by all,
the trendy boys in London,
yes and in Leeds,
He might as well have been making toys,
or strings of beads,
He couldn’t be,
No, he couldn’t be…
IN THE GALLERY.

Art critics are famous for doing NOTHING. Art dealers are famous for doing even less.
Artists are not given anything for their “work” , except in a few cases determined by thos “in the gallery”.

The best thing we can do is to LAUGH, OUT LOUD when we go to one of these exhibitions….and to complain in a manner that echoes about the amazing NON-PRODUCTIVITY of it all….

Why give these social parasites anything?

VOTE WITH YOUR DERISION….HOWLS of derisive laughter!!!!

Having done little else but watch it grow, it now proceeds to inform us all that it is an environmental hazard of epic proportions. The truth of the matter is that the problem was solved many years agao, right here in my present place of residence…DARWIN.

It was solved by the invention of the SOLAR bag….a type of plastic product that actually breaks down to nothing when exposed to sunlight….How this occurs and why, I’m not sure, but it does work.

WHY this invention has not been adopted, I don’t know either, but Solar bags are a fact….
One possible reason could be that most of these bags are actually used for LANDFILL and, therefore, have little or no exposure to the necessary sunlight ot complete the process of decomposition…

So, the story, as usual, has an ending that is niether logical, nor workable. Yet another example of the dysfunctional age we live in….

AND….COULN’T HELP COMMENTING on the photograph to this particular blog….WHAT it has to do with plastic bags is anybody’s guess…..Maybe the women in the photo are “plastic bags”?…If so, they are a little young and firm to be referred to as such, but thats not what caught my eye…It was the CAPTION….”Searching for the truth.”

WHEN we can find the truth by looking at the asses of women, then let me know….and what exactly is the woman on the left doing? Searching with her hands?….this photo and the caption defy description …..I’ve never felt that the “truth” resides up girls asses….they may have a different “spin” on this altogether….

And just WHERE did you get this particular photo from?…Private collection?….IF you know them personally, Mr Divebomber, can you get them to remove their clothes altogether next time so that the “truth” can be revealed for all to see?

Then again, we may lose interest in the “mystery’ of the girls concerned….WHAT A SHAME that would be for their future careers as sex objects….

Bye bye!