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Life. quoted.

No one ever won a war by dying for their country- G.S. Patton II

General George Smith Patton Jr., known as “America’s Fightingest General” was best known for his command of the Seventh United States Army and also the Third United States Army during WWII. This famous quote (slightly modified) came from one of his infamous speeches to the Third United States Army:

No bastard ever won a war by dying for his country. You won it by making the other poor dumb bastard die for his country. (May 31st, 1944)

The second line I have for you today is not really a quote but more of an existentialist rhetorical question:

Who are you today?

Is it ironic how slightly reshuffling the order of the letters in “who” gives us one of the most common questions we will ever be asked? How do we even begin to answer this question? Who are you today? Who am I?

 

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Please tag here

Not everyday that you see an invitation to tag on the city’s walls, albeit an illegal invitation…

Please tag here: ??? Skunk, BCGC

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Getting the pulse of a foreign city

A 13 hr flight away, on another continent, speaking another language, colonized by another people. Macau, a small city a ferry ride away from Hong Kong, populated with hotels and casinos to rival those of Las Vegas. An imitation of an imitation but a good one nonetheless. A city of a vibrant but sometimes highly cynical people, dependent on tourists from mainland China, and yet distrustful and uncomfortable with this relationship. There are so many things I can comment on about this city, a place where I have many memories of since I was a small child. Many of the things I’ve observed here during my recent trip almost made me lose faith in humanity, and yet, there may still be hope.

The symbol at the top of the angel’s head is a tag found in many areas of Macau, as far-flung as the regions of Cotai and Taipa.

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Memories of happier times

Imagine.

It was your 21st birthday. It was dark, drizzling a bit, and you had just finished a sumptuous dinner with your closest friends at Six Acres, a cozy restaurant whose storefront faces the rear of Gassy Jack’s statue, the founder of the part of town that continues to bear his name. Leaving the restaurant, a sweet accordion music assails you, and you recognize it as being part of the Valse of Amélie, a leitmotif from a classic French movie about a girl so altruistic she almost abandons her own happiness for the happiness of others.

This was the kind of atmosphere around you as you walk down the road with your friends to get home. Happy, thoughtful, but carefree, with alcohol buzzing through your veins. Perhaps you were a little more out of it than usual, but when you saw it, you stopped, you took a picture. Two pictures, actually.

And those were the only two pictures you took that night.

Not being from East Van or even hanging around the Gastown area much, this was the first incidence of the famous “Shark” tag that I’ve encountered in the flesh. I have been around a few times right after they have been buffed though, with the outline clearly showing due to the poor paint job.

 I love it when artists work around existing elements in the environment. It makes everything seem more cohesive and natural, like they belong there. Personally, I consider this art and not graffiti. The window looks way better with it there!

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On a commute

As a student, I probably spend more time commuting to and from school than I do sleeping. So while trying to stay out of the perpetual rain that plagues Vancouver in late autumn, here are two examples of recent graffiti I observed on the way home the other day. Continue reading

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