So, every day I drive by a fence, near my town’s schools, into which have been pushed some cups in order to produce certain words and symbols. This photo below, taken last Friday, shows one cup design that has endured for a few weeks.
As a mischievous sort, I have often wanted to stop my car and rearrange the cups to spell something more interesting than a banal pro-wrestling message. But I feared a backlash from my community members, particularly those who took the time to cup-spell things out.
But someone didn’t feel that same compunction. The day after I took the photo above, my wife took this one —
Hours later, the fence was revised to:
and the figures seem to have shorter arms and Ken doll genitalia. I also notice that the message now seems less banal and more abstract — how does one “get,” or comprehend, wrestling?