Random Insults Day 14 – North Side

11 Nov

I’m not sure if this is a finger from or to those north of the Yarra. Carefully sketched on a wall facing the playground in Adams Park in South Preston it certainly commands attention. Perhaps because of its ambiguity it is a piece designed to please devotees of either side of the north south Melbourne divide.

north side

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Random Insults Day 13 – Ihr Seht Alle Gleich Aus!

9 Nov

For this post we go International.

This nice piece of German Anarchist social commentary was snapped by my brother on a recent jaunt to the Fatherland. It translates as “You all look the same!” which is reassuring to some, but obviously distressing enough to put marker to marble for the author.

This seems a fitting post for me today as I am thoroughly enjoying Gavin Baddeley’s immaculately researched dissertation on Satanism, Lucifer Rising and this statement would not be out of place issuing forth from the mouth of Anton La Vey, Aleister Crowley or any of the other free-wheeling, free-thinking, black wearing, colourful characters that Baddeley discusses.

Oh and the A sign is a nice touch.

Ihr seht alle gleich aus

Random Insults Day 12 – Howard & Rudd 2 Cheeks of the 1 Arse

8 Nov

While a little dated, this profoundly insightful comment on present day two party politics in Australia is a worthy addition to anyone’s collection of insulting graffiti. I pass this gem regularly and it is looking a lot sadder now than when I snapped it back in December 2010. And even more so than when it was first scrawled back in the day (circa 2008) when Kevin Rudd was loosing face after ending the turgid reign of our little mate John Howard. Still one need only exchange the names of today’s leaders from both sides of politics to get the same amusing effect.

Howard & Rudd 2 cheeks of the 1 arse

Random Insults Day 11 – Green Morons

7 Nov

As fond as I am of progressive views in politics, I do see the point of this defacement of the red texta pixie people’s I love the Greens sign which I snapped on Rathdowne Street, Carlton in November 2010. Still, I don’t think that it warrants the profound tick of approval, seeing as it is more a case of small minds think unlike. Especially when you take the telltale correction of the word morans, I mean morons.

green morons defaced sign

Random Insults Day 10 – Fuk off cunt

4 Nov

As far as random insults go, this is the mother load.

This was scrawled on the wall of a power junction thing near Croxton Station. A wall that is heavily tagged, so maybe it’s an ironic reference to the amount of tag spew scrawled around it.

I often wonder what motivates people to chalk up their bile with such conviction. This is also the reason why I enjoy snapping and posting these vindictive gems. Is it the thrill of breaking the established code of verbal conduct or is a particular person/institution/entity in the mind of the profanitor that warrants a good old fashioned text-lashing. I’ll never really know, but at least I’ll have fun writing about it.

Note the economical spelling of the word Fuck.

Fuk off Cunt

Random Insults Day 9 – Fuck off yuppi skum

2 Nov

At last something a tad more amusing than our last few posts. I kicked myself for missing capturing a similar statement on Separation Street Northcote a number of years ago but when I saw this in a building site just up from the junction of High Street and Lower Plenty Road I made a special detour to capture this cheeky stencil. I’ve prattled on about gentrifucktion before, so I shan’t do so again. Instead I will let the words speak for themselves, as every self-respectingly boring song-writer is so often heard to say.

fuck off yuppie scum

Random Insults Day 8 – Fuck my Libido!

1 Nov

For those keeping up with this series of posts we are now sailing into the lame winds of the graffiti doldrums. In this sad place there is only the stagnant feeling of sameness mounting itself, like the sorry joys of the serial consumer of online pornography. The case in point, as seen below, is vandalism of children’s playground equipment with statements that only seem interesting because they are so inappropriately displayed. Why we should fuck the author’s libido may be a worthy question for criminologists studying the nascent signs of exhibitionism in this *embarrassing cough* artist, but to the rest of the world it should not matter one whit.

fuck my libido