Note from the author: no shots were drank whilst this article was being written. But shots may have been fired…
Lots of things repel/ annoy / frustrate/ me at the moment, and I am unexpectedly hesitant about unleashing a torrent of written vociferation about each topic that is causing these feels (yes I know, it is not like I have not done it before…).
Between workplace politics as lame as Boris Johnson’s, social media as shallow as the coffin of a cremated soul, ‘gothic hauls’, people who pester me to like their page but who I don’t know from Eve, Adam or Satan, people on the tube who carry backpacks bigger than a fucking Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle’s shell, the old bat upstairs who has anointed herself Queen of The Regulation of Da Bins (WTF is it with London and garbage obsessed neighbours?!) … TAKE. YOUR. PICK!
Fortunately, you are spared a Brexit rant, because someone talented expressed all my feelings about it in these graffiti I snapped in Soho this weekend …
… All the way down to the middle finger!
Thank you Loretto for this beautiful representation of Brexit.
As a Bloody Foreigner (a really good missed opportunity for a Halloween costume I must say – next year, I should totally rock it with a CV covered in blood from the jobs I’m stealing), I have appreciated this gift of satire you bestowed upon us, foreign tax payers, unable to vote, yet very able to pay taxes.
On this note, I shall venture off to some lighter things, like plan some fashion photography!
Don’t forget to take your pick for the next rant, comments down below mes chers!
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