Gallery: Tied in Knots—The full dog poo bags of summer 2015

My work documenting the legacy of the defective human beings who pick up their dogs' excrement in dog poo bags and then just toss it on the ground or wherever the hell they feel like it continues. 

You'll notice that most of these seven poo bags have been carefully knotted at the top. I feel this gets us closer to understanding the unfathomable dichotomous impulses competing within the cretins responsible. On the one hand, they pick up the poo and tie the bag in a knot. So far, so good. If the story ended there, you'd think, "This is a reasonable person not so very different from myself." On the other hand, they just fling the full poo bags away to become someone else's problem, leading you to think, "Who are these reprehensible monsters?" 

Therein lies the mystery, and, I feel, the essence of art.

R. Malley

Artist

Shadows cast, polyethylene-wrapped feces lasts.

Shadows cast, polyethylene-wrapped feces lasts.

Golden hour amid the leaves, with full poo bag. 

Golden hour amid the leaves, with full poo bag. 

Fluorescent green o'er stanky brown. Plus, sticks. 

Fluorescent green o'er stanky brown. Plus, sticks. 

Between a juice box and a hard place. 

Between a juice box and a hard place. 

On the edge of a surface collision. With dog poo inside. 

On the edge of a surface collision. With dog poo inside. 

All is lost.

All is lost.

Dappled light 'neath scudding clouds. Plus a full poo bag.

Dappled light 'neath scudding clouds. Plus a full poo bag.

 

Chumpass link-bait site thinks Jim Morrison is alive and transmogrified into Steven Tyler

I was on some site somewhere reading something when I saw an ad for one of those obnoxious multi-page click-bait features, "17 Celebrities Who Are Aging Terribly."

Ordinarily, I avoid that shit like the plague, but every once in a while, something moves me to click. This time I clicked because the thumbnail with the link was a photo of Clint Howard (Opie's little brother) that I could've sworn was a Drew Friedman caricature, and I wanted to have a closer look:

Here's a Drew Friedman (love him!) caricature for reference:

Irony number one is that nowhere in this execrable web feature of 17 badly aging celebrities is Clint Howard mentioned or pictured! Ha! Irony number two is that Clint Howard is the "celebrity" they chose to feature in their ad. It's hard for me to imagine someone somewhere saying, "Hey, Barry! You wouldn't believe how that Clint Howard pic converted!"

And irony number three? Well, here's irony number three. Words fail:

Video battle: AOL "futurist" Shingy vs. hip hop's Chingy

Chingy is a hip hop artist who seemed poised for domination in the early '00s, and then kinda fizzled out. (Here's what happened to him.) Brilliant? No. Entertaining? Very. I love the dude's flow. Plus, like me, he's from St. Louis, though I suspect we might've grown up in slightly different neighborhoods.

Shingy is a futurist at AOL, where he earns a nice dollar by stringing together interactive marketing catchphrases in ways that are just indecipherable enough to make people think that he is being profound. 

I am able to watch all 3:44 of Chingy's Right Thurr video. I can't make it much past the 90 second mark of the Shingy video without wanting to stick long needles in my eyes. How about you?


My audition tape to be the fill-in announcer on This American Life

The radio program This American Life is known for bringing a diverse array of non-traditional American voices to the radio. And by non-traditional American voices, I mean actual voices that don't sound like people you normally hear on the radio. 
The people you normally hear on the radio have polished, pleasant voices. This American Life takes it as a point of pride that the voices on their show are not that. In fact, host Ira Glass recently did a segment (click the right arrow under "Act Two") acknowledging that his show was responsible in part for the proliferation of "vocal fry"-inflected voices on the airwaves. What is vocal fry? It's the raspy, clicky vocal sound you get when you try to speak in a soft conversational tone, while simultaneously trying to project your voice for radio. Or when you just want to sound like a valley girl. 
Vocal fry (or, more properly, glottal fry) is produced by speaking only from the vocal chords while leaving one's chest and diaphragm completely out of the equation. Ruminating over why the annoying technique had become so prevalent among the presenters on his show, Glass was forced to admit that perhaps it was because he was its leading exponent—he speaks in 100% glottal fry. Yeah, it probably makes sense that when your boss, one of the most influential people in radio, has found great success speaking like a munchkin, you'll try to talk like a munchkin, too. 
But not all that long ago, the show took its flaunting of the non-traditional radio voice to a new extreme. The advertising inserts for the show—heard at the beginning, middle and end of each episode, are now voiced by a human gerbil. In my mind, I imagine this kid being the This American Life intern when one day Ira Glass hears him say, "OK, who had the decaf soy latte?" And he immediately says, "Kid, I'm going to make you a public radio s-s-s-s-somebody."
Anyway, at the top of the post you can hear the actual This American Life announcer guy, followed by my audition to fill in for him on days when his voice sounds too normal. 

 

Downtown living, billboard views

There’s a new multi-use development going up at South First St. and Riverside Dr. It’s called 422 At The Lake. Here’s what the artist’s rendering on their Facebook page looks like:

Pretty nice, huh? OK, not really. And the artist left out everything that isn’t part of this developer’s property. Notably, the artist left out a new high rise directly behind the building. Were it included, it would loom center left in the image above. 

And there’s one other curious thing the artist left out. It’s a structure that has been bordering the southeast corner of this property for many, many years. And I can’t help but think it may affect the desirability of certain units in the complex:

Um, why would you put apartments there? I can’t help but notice that there’s a big billboard in the way. The side view shows just how close they built this new building to the existing billboard:

Ah, progress. 

 

NYT Op-Eds vs. E-Cigs: Talking Loud (and Long) and Saying Nothing

The nicotine molecule. If the gateway argument were true, wouldn’t everyone hooked on cigarettes graduate to injecting straight nicotine?I am perplexed by the New York Times’ coverage of e-cigarettes and snus (a type of Swedish smokeless tobacco that is demonstrably far less harmful than smoking).

On the one hand, the Times is to be lauded for recognizing these new forms of nicotine consumption as a topic with potential major implications for our health, and thus one worthy of serious coverage.

On the other hand, it seems that they have taken it upon themselves to be the national nanny/scold on the topic.

Last week they reported that the CDC announced a dramatic rise in teen use of e-cigarettes, while also noting that the CDC’s report buried a contrasting statistic—a dramatic, unprecedented fall in teen smoking of traditional combustible cigarettes.

This should be a good thing, no?

And yet today the Times devotes almost 1,400 words to two separate editorials, one by their own op-ed board and one by guest writers. Both of these editorials urge the need to regulate e-cigarettes in a similar way to conventional cigarettes, alluding to the potential harms, dangers and risks of e-cigarettes. Yet neither offers a single documented fact substantiating even one of those harms, dangers or risks!

And what are those alleged harms, dangers and risks? I suppose the most supportable one mentioned might be that nicotine may change the adolescent brain. The editorials don’t say that it damages the adolescent brain, just that it may change it. If I had to guess how it may change the adolescent brain, my guess would be that it may make the adolescent brain crave nicotine. 

To which I reply, so what? Don’t caffeine (or Pop-Tarts, for that matter) change the adolescent brain this way? I categorically reject the notion that all substance addiction or dependence is equivalent. I have never missed a day of work with a coffee or e-cigarette hangover. I have never robbed a bank or burglarized homes to get money to buy caffeine or nicotine.

The other canard both editorials fall back on is that e-cigarettes may—not that there is one iota of proof about this—but that they may lead kids to start smoking traditional cigarettes. The “gateway drug” argument, in other words. 

As I have pointed out before, this fear-mongering tactic is not only unsupported by evidence, it flies in the face of common sense. It’s equivalent to alleging that drinking beer or wine is a gateway to drinking straight grain alcohol, which we know it is not. And why isn’t it? Because drinking beer or wine is, for the vast majority of people, a much more pleasant and desirable way to consume alcohol.

It’s the same with e-cigarettes. I truly can’t imagine someone developing a nicotine habit by using e-cigarettes and then graduating to a product that is famously more dangerous, and also much more expensive and much more unpleasant to use.

Really, what the scolds’ argument should be is that e-cigarette use is a possible gateway to drinking straight e-liquid, the nicotine solution used in e-cigarettes. But they don’t make that argument, because it’s obviously specious. Yet the “gateway” canard about e-cigarettes persists.

No one is arguing that e-cigarettes are a risk-free behavior. Crossing the street is not a risk-free behavior. Drinking coffee is not a risk-free behavior. Virtually nothing we do in life is risk-free. The argument is about the relative risks and the relative harms. And it is indisputable that if every combustible tobacco smoker in this country switched to e-cigarettes, and that if every kid who experiments with nicotine does so using e-cigarettes instead of smoking combustible tobacco, the net gain to our society would be enormous and immediate.

Smoking combustible tobacco puts a healthcare burden of billions of dollars on our society every year. It kills many longtime users, often by literally leaving them gasping for their last breath. It’s time to stop equating e-cigarettes and other vastly less harmful means of nicotine consumption with cigarette smoking. It’s like comparing apples with… poisoned apples.

Any regulation of e-cigarettes should not impede their tremendous potential to reduce the enormous harm that conventional smoking does to our citizens and our society. 

8 Potential Titles for My Upcoming Memoir

Author photo by author.

Screwed Up and How I Got This Way: Living with the Legacy of a Dysfunctional Family

Looks Aren’t Everything: How I Achieved Mediocrity Without Them

Again, My Name Is Rich: Coping with Being Utterly Forgettable

The Courage to Change The Things I Can’t: Why I’ve Found Serenity So Illusory

Hey, Where’d Everybody Go?: A Cautionary Tale of Deteriorating Personal Hygiene

A Round Tuit: How I Will Confront Chronic Procrastination, Eventually

Sketchy Memories, Misplaced Grudges: Looking Back with 20-50 Hindsight

Here with Yeti: Five Years Spent Being Upstaged by a Stupid Cat