Boner Van, Finsbury Park

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Boner Van, Finsbury Park

You hope that this is the work of some scaffolder with a sense of humour but equally this could also belong to a doctor specialising in erectile dysfunction. Maybe this could even be the modern equivalent of the old “On a mission” window stickers boy racers used to favour in their back windows. If so then I’ve completely misunderstood what that world is all about.

Spotted by Lee Aulsberry

Politics, Clapton

Posted on by Patrick in East, Graffiti, Local Government, Shit London Photo | 3 Comments

Politics, Clapton

Politics is a dirty, dirty business full of infighting, back stabbing and shadowy deals. As the old adage goes “Politics is just show business for ugly people” and looking at the House of Commons on some afternoons it’s a view that’s hard to disagree with. There is a huge disconnect between “normal” people and those in Westminster and a lot of this can be blamed that on people aspiring to and becoming career politicians without having had any real experience of the outside world. This can produce a certain breed of socially maladjusted person that is so enraptured with the machinations of politics that they effectively stand for nothing apart from themselves. If politicians were to at least try and pretend to be human people might identify with them more and listen to what they have to say. If they were to actually answer questions rather than bleat out stock media trained responses they might get people to trust them more. If they dropped the phrase “Now let me be perfectly clear….” and actually were perfectly clear instead, then perhaps people would respond to them better. If they stopped distracting us with that weird new thing where they gesture with a fist with one of their thumbs clamped firmly down on top ( a move which is neither a thumbs up – too positive…. nor a fist – too aggressive )  then maybe we’d take them seriously. That’s why I hope that the above piece of graffiti is the work of Shadow Education minister Stephen Twigg, it would show us that Twigg is an irrational human being, a flawed human being, a human being with feelings…one of us.

Spotted by Dominic Simpson

Sadly I think this is just wishful thinking, that politicians have no interest in changing and in fact things might just get worse. Watching a BBC2 documentary on young Oxbridge Tories I think we’re in for trouble in the future. Just look at the kind of books this future leader of tomorrow likes to read! Be afraid, be very afraid.

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Sign, Golders Green

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Sign, Golders Green

Forget parking here unless you live in the area and are either a fertile man or are in possession of a container full of sperm. These council rules get more ridiculous by the day.

Spotted by Steve Reed

 

No, Commercial Street

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No, Commercial Street

This has disaster written all over it, it’s a ticking time bomb just waiting to happen. Putting these two events in such close proximity can only end in someone breaking free from the Alcohol Concern Family Training Programme, heading next door and “tasting” a few of the German wines on offer and ending up going on a Liebfraumilch fuelled rampage through the streets of East London.

Spotted by Charlie Stein

Dick Seat, Gypsy Hill

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Dick Seat, Gypsy Hill

A fine example of situationist knobism here. This well placed knob creates a situation where anybody wanting to use this bench whilst waiting for the train has to make the important decision of whether they feel comfortable sitting on a crudely drawn penis or not. Many people would not even think about it and recognise this for exactly what it is – a few squiggles of permanent marker pen. However there is another group entirely who, irrationally and mostly unconsciously, will regard this bench wang as somehow imbued with magical powers and fear that if they sit down it may suddenly spring to life and molest them. These are the same people who if they mistakenly read that old school favourite piece of graffiti “If you read this you are gay”, will actually believe that deep down on a molecular level they have begun a transformation into a homosexual person.

Spotted by Gordon Hodge