At the intersection of Northeast Second Avenue and Bully Boulevard in Delray Beach, I was apprehended by the street chalk police, but I was not prosecuted. I explained to them that my rainbow unicorn, Joe Biden-riding street art wasn’t what it appeared to be. And the answer wasn’t: I’m a bad artist. I wonder how color became a felony after they searched my 152-count Ultimate Crayola Crayon Collection without a warrant, pocketed anything that glittered, put it back in their tank, and left Rainbow Joe and me on the curb.
The gender barriers must have been crossed by someone.
The Pride street mural in Pineapple Park was perfectly acceptable in Delray Beach. The rainbow crosswalk, which was kept up with public funds, was located on a city roadway in a city neighborhood. However, the governor has spent years attempting to obliterate the differently drawn, despite his unlucky boots and likely designs on the Oval Office. Don’t look down, lest you go into a Pride crossing wearing chinos and come out wearing pearls, are the marching orders for this summer. It is necessary to remove street art. Take a look at the recent events in Orlando, where the state painted over a rainbow crosswalk.
What’s the deal with pastels and Republicans, really? The Teletubby in lilac In the 1990s, Tinky Winky was criticized by Jerry Falwell for being a secret gay idol who pretended to be an asexual preschool fur baby. Tinky’s triangle antenna and showy red pocketbook, he maintained, were proof that children were being secretly solicited to live a gay life. Kenn Viselman, the producer of Teletubbies, said Current magazine: Tinky Winky’s accessories would match if he were gay.
The Hasbro-sold pink, yellow, purple, and blue My Little Ponies—some of which wag their ears, swish their tails, and wink one eye—will eventually be tamed. According to the narrative synopsis of the 2021 film that was based on the hugely successful My Little Pony television series, friendship and harmony have been replaced by distrust and suspicion. Ponies are now secluded inside their own groups.
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The argument used by Tallahassee to justify the removal of rainbows has changed from saying that they are a dangerous traffic distraction to saying that they are political and have no place on public sidewalks. How can a municipality tell the difference between the two? In the center of Delray’s Atlantic Avenue, I propose painting a cerulean blue portrait of RFK Jr. Or draw a vibrant portrait of Confederate General Braxton Bragg, who was so well-liked by losers that we dedicated a fort after him and so esteemed by his soldiers that one of them detonated a 12-pound artillery round beneath his bunk.
The test: File the street art under motorist distraction if Delray drivers run away and return with industrial-strength erasers after seeing the image, causing automobiles to swerve to the curb. Think of it as politicking if armed ICE officers show up on top of street sweepers. Presume they learnt about American history from Fox News if they don’t go so far as to steamroll Bragg.
And what about the street art festival in Lake Worth, which has strewn the road with cartoon figures of questionable intentions, such as a dog wearing lace and Barbie-standard shades of pink? You say it’s not offensive? The novel Unicorn on a Roll, a subversive tale about a girl and a unicorn, was banned by the Clay County school board in Florida. on a roll. Naturally, the unicorn Marigold Heavenly Nostrils’s mauve socks might be the issue. Again, pastels.
Some people would be happy to see gray asphalt again. Tanks rolling across it would be welcomed by some. Attorney General Pam Bondi told Fox Business that this is what’s occurring in a thankful Washington, D.C., right now: “Many people are walking by whispering, saying, Thank you, thank you, thank you,” she added.
This is quite worrisome. Why are people in Washington muttering “thank you”? Is it dangerous? How does Bondi know that they were expressing gratitude to the troops for their protection? It’s possible that the whisper-walkers haven’t completed their sentence. They could just as well have been whispering thank-you-thank-you-thank-you for not drop-kicking me to the ground for freedom. The whispering would make sense then. It can take guts to express your genuine self in a society when even kickers cover their faces.
Pat Beall writes editorials and columns for the Sun Sentinel.
