A quick contemporary history lesson.
Within the last year, a series of graffiti doodles have materialized in the west. No new news there. Anyone with an attitude and a can of spray paint can make a statement. (Barley and I know this all too well). What sets this miscreant apart from the rest is her targets. Eight western National Parks and Monuments have been tagged with her acrylic scrawls.
Ms. Nocket has the moxie to post her dubious artworks on numerous social media sites. Her moniker is "creepytings."
Here is my open letter to this child-woman. As always, I'll display my usual tack and diplomacy. You can take the New Yorker out of New York, but you can't take New York out of the New Yorker. Here goes:
Dear Poop for Brains,
I don't care if your boyfriend dumped you, and you're suffering from teenage angst. America's National Parks and Monuments are not proper venues to air your frustration with the world.
Our National Parks and Monuments are for the enjoyment of all, regardless of race, creed or color of your skin. Heck! Even humanoids from Outer Space are welcome. (Think "Close Encounters of the Third Kind" filmed at Devils Tower National Monument.)
Ms. Nocket, please stop desecrating Mother Nature's Cathedrals. It's a crime against humanity and you are trashing my retirement homes!
The Federal Marshals will eventually catch you and throw your cute bum in jail. Maybe if you are nice, they will hand you a finger painting set (water color only) and some scrap paper to practice upon.
Many National Parks already contain graffiti. The artwork is mysterious, whimsical, sometimes sensual and all together thought provoking. It was done by the Ancient Ones. The jive crap you are painting can never compare.
So Ms. Nocket, please Knock it off!
I've included photos by creepytings and the Ancient Ones and one Independence Rock from Colorado National Monument. See the differences?
Good night and sorry about my rant.