Writing on the walls

I was with rtm, DC, Mike and Keith last night at Roxy to see Blues Explosion: I enjoyed it. We drank beer while we were there and so I had to visit the loo. Roxy is one of those places that has graffiti all over the toilets, mostly written during techno parties by pilled-up teenagers. This is what I read:

“Happiness is a shallow emotion. Anger is passion…”

There was more, quite a bit more, in fact, but you get the idea. I was disappointed that I had not chanced upon something more worthwhile to read. My problem with the writer’s thesis statement was that happiness is not an emotion at all. It may be a matter of semantics, but I would say that happiness is a state, a condition, rather than an emotion. Anger is passionate, certainly, so she got one half-right.

I then thought, hmm, both happiness and anger are fleeting – but who cares? I don’t write the product of my own boozed-up reveries on walls.

So next time you are in toilets where graffiti is the accepted thing, should you wish to take the time to write something on the wall, I propose that you copy part of a Walt Whitman poem, or a sonnet by Shakespeare, an Oscar Wilde witticism, or even Eminem lyrics. If you are DD, perhaps an essay on Austrian economic theories or something Swiss; if you are JK, consider an amusing anecdote about Lord Denning. Be philanthropic and give the toilet-goers that follow something of value to read.