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Saturday, August 30, 2008

Ornament



It's funny, getting older. It has been a bit of a while since the new tattoo wave surfaced, with it now cresting and reaching such epic proportions that I feel like a kind of pariah in my boring undyed skin. When I was a kid it was the odd World War II sailor, with anchors and long limbed ladies gracing their forearms that would sport ink. Usually by the time I saw it, the design would have decimated into a barely recognizable blur.


Anyway it seemed like only yesterday that I was making snide comments about my generation entering the old age home with cavalry lines of identical biceps bearing identical barbed wire and maori designs. Well, time marching on as it is won to do, when I was on the shuttle from the Vegas Airport last week, I sat next to an aging peroxide stripper/ alcoholic octogenarian who had some weird vedic affair twining down her arm. And I thought oh shit, if my generation is truly in charge maybe we are in deep shit.

Now this lady pictured above with said image purloined from some newly found tattoo website, her bold visage evokes a whole new series of questions, maybe we sail directly past piss off mommy and daddy and instead either land on colonize a new planet and speak a new language all the way to maybe fuck you all, I just don't give a shit. I am no psychologist and I don't even play one on the radio, but I think I will bet on major alienation issues. But as a liberal libertarian ( a very rare bird or so it seems) by god I celebrate all of your rights to color yourselves up with every crayon you can find in the box.

But give it some consideration please. You are sending very clear signals about your aesthetic taste. I suggest doing something unique. I think that flames have now flamed. We snobs are very judgmental about bad art. Remember that just because you can do something doesn't mean that you necessarily should do something. All that great calligraphy on your neck just might throw a wrench in your plans to eventually join that snooty country club. Reassess that epidermal rembrandt after a day or two of proper sleep and nutrition, and no alcohol, this is important.

Might be bothered by my jewish genetic coding. Torah wags its punitive finger at defiling the human temple. But hey,, when did I start following the rules?

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

I think she/he looks kind of sexy in a freaky way. Hey, whatever makes them happy.

Anonymous said...

Sarah Palin has an rather odd and colorful tattoo on her ass of a Polar Bear with in front of a oil well with a Atom Bomb exploding in the background.

Blue Heron said...

Naughty, naughty...I hope the polar bear is sipping a mai tai in his foster grants. Did you see how they found the polar bears swimming 15 miles off shore looking for ice? It is tragic and very unusual. Of course the right wing talk show hosts will tell you that if the other species cant cut it, they just don't belong here. Darwin, baby. Get over it.

Anonymous said...

Spooooooky, ooooooky...........