Tagging in a mobile gallery
Last night, I could have joined the nation and watched the televised political debate. I didn’t. Actually, I think I was part of the majority. Did what was second best: listened to the after-debate review, on CBC. As they say, I “dodged a bullet”. Poor format, too many voices, a mess of “stingers” and scripted talking points all led to the conclusion that there was no winner. So much for clarifying muddy waters.
And, being well rested, I put my energy into banal housekeeping activities today. Put things back to a known level of comfort. Outside, the temperature is balmy (16C); enough for me to continue my tee and shorts fashion statement for a bit longer.
Not much else going on. Nothing in the mail, nothing by phone. Let’s put today down as B-; the sort of mark I found acceptable while a student, without adding much to my knowledge base.
I did read some articles on rail car tagging. I know, not relevant to me, but I was curious as to how so many cars are marked and left to criss-cross the nation. For the companies, as long as the ID panels on any given wagon are still legible, it really doesn’t matter. Costs too much to repaint. Also, trying to police the various rail yards and right-of-way properties would be impossible. Besides, the companies that sell spray paints have to make their fortunes. How many lawn chairs can the rest of us colour in a given year? Now to learn how the artists reach those heights. Are there super-light scaffolds available to the taggers?
