A crime that has no name
Thursday, April 23rd, 2009
As well as web development I also play guitar for a living in a two piece irish band. As well as a few regular and irregular gigs in pubs and cafes we play a lot on the street. If you want to understand world politics try busking; it’s world of bullying capoeira gangs and nervous conservatoire students is as great a microcosm of power struggles and injustices as you could get.
But I digress.
The crime that has no name of the title of this post is the act of videoing a busker/street performer, but not putting any money in. (You know who you are. You can tell when you’re one of them because nobody likes you). Walking past and dancing a bit and not putting any money in is borderline cheeky, but taping it for extended enjoyment and not thinking it’s worth paying for is beyond belief. I can just imagine them sharing the holiday videos with bored relatives, and when they get to the musical highlight the proud projectionist delivers the voice-over: “Oh yes – these guys were great. Really enjoyed them. I would’ve given them some money but, you know my policy: When it’s at all possible to be a bastard… Be a bastard!”
Well, the next one of you who comes along, I’m giving you the finger.
Let’s see how that looks on your family holiday video.
And yes – that is a picture of an amoeba.