The Itchy Lot

My favorite piece of graffiti of all time is (or at least was) located in the 2nd floor men's room (do ladies' restrooms get graffiti'ed?), the one that used to be a staff restroom back before the renovations were done that gave me a shiny new office and then took it away again. Not that I'm bitter.

ANYWAY... The back of the stall door is covered with all this pre-election graffiti, an ongoing black-and-white political dialog between liberals and conservatives, each pushing their own political candidate while bashing the other side, to the point of using terms like "nazi" and "faggot". Then, at the bottom of it all, written in simple black lines, were two circles with dots in their middles, and the question, "What ever happened to just drawing pictures of boobs?"

Maybe that's our problem today. Maybe we've become too bogged down in divisive partisan politics, ripping out each other's throats, trying to win at any cost, and tearing this country apart in the process, when all we really need is just to get back to the basics, back to our roots, back to what made America great to begin with. So everybody get out your black sharpies, walk into the nearest public restroom, and go draw some boobs!