The Packards racist signs on the skywalk over Grand Blvd.

[Gannon]

mauser, shit man, you are the Larry Flint of Ruin porn. Your little snap shots of destruction and desolation has spawned a cottage industry of urban explorers. Detroit is known the world over for its juicy ruin porn and you are like Mr. ground Zero. Patient X. Homo Eco. You da man, Mauser.

Now you are outraged by paint? Curious.

Don't think he's troubled by the choice of medium, but rather the application of it. If they were sized correctly, I daresay they might've been overlooked, since people mostly stopped looking up and reading the overpass there anyways.

I pass under it at least a few times per week, and for all my detail picking might've not noticed. I surely wouldn't have immediately known it was from the deathcamp, unless driven to look it up and translate.

But this thought about ancestry has perhaps helped explain why I get so upset whenever anyone tells me I shouldn't garden, or even bother growing my own food. Some Brit jerk once told some of my Irish ancestors that they could only grow potatoes...and then didn't mind when the crops failed and people starved to death. There was much more, but I'll stick with that, although while I did get pretty pissed at everything British after watching the movie Michael Collins, I won't sit around the Gaelic League when they start singing the old war songs glorifying more death and terror.

Sometimes, most times, good things come out of tragedy and atrocity...if we let it. May take a generation or two...but my ancestors are ALL better off than in the 1800s, and I'm damn glad about that. I'd say those who survived WWII could say the same out of that time frame, too.

But old grudges die hard...if at all.

Sincerely,
John