God help me, I'm linking to the Concordia student newspaper. I heard the artist on the
radio this morning. Being still stunned from the night's sleep was probably the only thing that kept me from losing
my head at the wishy-washy art-nerd blather coming out of her mouth. Aside from the overall spinelessness of Ms. Moor's
comments -- oh yeah, I really believe you're trying to encourage any kind of rational and enlightened debate -- it
was the same old rarified, myopic circle-jerk that passes for discourse and examination of an issue any time more than
three "Artists" are within a fifteen foot radius of one another. It's not so much that I disagree with them -- although I find
particularly noxious the attitude that politics is worthy only of scorn and not participation -- it's just that they
can't seem to make their arguments without being childish and facile jackasses. Meanwhile, someone needs to tell Ms. Moor that the human
arm does not hang anywhere near as far as the ankle. I will reserve any commentary about the hands until (if) I can work
up the effort to go see this thing in the flesh. via thenewforum.
I also heard about this plan to move the planetarium
out to the Big O, while I sloshed sleepily around the morning. It seems to
me that they might as well just move it *in* to the Big O. Both have a dangerous fondness for light shows
with lots of prog-rock and it would probably bring each back to life. If the city chose to spend the money
they've ear-marked for YA-roof on a decent sound system, you can be guaranteed that the place would fill up
every weekend with acid-heads, phish-weenies and all manner of people who look like deers caught in the
headlights. See also : bigger is better... and cue
the rent-a-solos.