Graffiti Grabbers

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I read about 250 books in the above series over the years. It started with a Special Forces soldier coming home from Viet Nam to avenge his family, murdered by ‘The Mob.’  Seeing the limitations of this story arc, after about 30 books, the hero ‘died’ and was reborn as an independent Government agent, fighting terrorists, although this was back in the ‘80s.  They weren’t called that, then.

In one book, the hero pursued an agent who was bombing American Federal Government buildings and installations, all the way to Detroit. He then crossed the Ambassador Bridge into Canada, just in time to see a bomb blow up a blue, street mailbox.

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I’m still not sure what value the author felt blowing up a Canadian mailbox had – a few pizza shop flyers destroyed and somebody’s unemployment cheque (check, for Americans) lost.  What caught my attention was the fact that the (American) author had described the Canadian mailbox as blue.  American mailboxes are blue, Canadian mailboxes have always been British Red.

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Graffiti taggers’ ill manners and lack of respect for the property of others started leaking north across the American border, like the Emerald Ash Borer, and deer ticks with Lyme disease. The more OCD at Canada Post began to be concerned about the look of their mailboxes.

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They began a program of refinishing them with a glass crystal surface like that applied to subway cars in the movie Turk 182. It’s so smooth that, if the paint doesn’t fall off on its own, it can be wiped off with a dry cloth.  The only problem is, taggers just hate an empty surface, and will keep tagging, no matter how many times it’s cleaned.

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Canada Post solved that problem by adding random, jumbled Postal Codes, so that the boxes look like they’ve already been pre-graffitied – so neat – so clean – so much better. Right….

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Apparently they were not eagerly accepted, so Canada Post has come up with something a little more artistic.

I recently pulled into the subdivision, and there was a van parked, and a man in a work uniform in front of the neighborhood cable TV junction box. I thought someone might be upgrading to the new fiber-optic service.  As I drove past, I saw that the worker had a small paint tray and roller.  The name on the van was ‘Graffiti Grabbers.’  He was painting over the taggers’ marks.

When I got home, a quick research revealed that graffiti ‘artists’ created enough vandalism to keep the above, and two more cover-up companies busy. I guess we can’t all be bloggers and only sully each others’ cell phones, tablets, and computer screens.

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8 thoughts on “Graffiti Grabbers

  1. BrainRants says:

    Sounds like small business entry opportunity to me.

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  2. Jim Wheeler says:

    I wish graffiti artists would take up blogging instead. There are many blogs that would acknowledge their visits, going for quantity over quality, and possibly satisfy their need to be noticed. The delete key needs no work force. 🙄

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  3. Sounds like the perfect job for someone who doesn’t want full-time, wants to work independently, and likes to travel and be outside. Maybe the guy who drives the pooper scooper truck could do both, since he’s traveling around anyway.

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    • Archon's Den says:

      You have trucks that go around and pooper-scoop? 😕 City bylaw insists that individual owners must do it, though there is much complaint that the law is enforced far too seldom. Somebody stooped and scooped on the Community Trail past the daughter’s place, then threw the plastic bag on the snowbank in front of her unit. 😦

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      • No, what we have is an enterprising individual or two who go to private homes on a daily basis, pick up the poop and take it away. I hear they make quite a bit of money since it seems dog owners these days can’t be bothered with picking up even in their own yards and are more than willing to pay someone else to do it.

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      • Sightsnbytes says:

        I was walking my 3 and a half pound Pomeranian around the block (while living in St. John’s a few years back) when this woman came running out of her house. She takes one look at my little dog and accuses her of pooping in her yard. “It’s right here, look” she says. The poop was bigger than my dog!
        I said “if my dog starts shitting bigger shits than her, I shall have a vet look at it. If you think I am picking that up, you are insane!”…and we walked away….quickly. Surely this woman was crazy, or fed up with dog owners who didn’t pick up poo…nothing to do with this blog post, but when you mentioned pooper scoopers, I thought of this.

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