Wash. Post social experiment

You have to be pretty damn cynical to consider that piece elitist, like you had to have gone into it with either a negative perception of 1) the writer, 2) the subject or 3) the story's status (well-received, to the point it won a Pulitzer).

I thought it was absolutely brilliant, combining openness from the subject with true prose.

 

"It was a story about artistic context, priorities and the soul-numbing gallop of modernity. "
Good god.
Get over yourself.

 

If this was a social experiment, where was the control group?

Next time you see a street performer, take note of where they are positioned. It is always where people might stand, even if it is only for a minute or two.

 

The street performers I see are a couple blocks from stadiums, playing where people walk by. Not on corners, not where the lines will reach. On bridges, along walkways.

Just saying. Maybe "always" isn't your best call.

 

And, as long as we're back in the condescending, passive-aggressive four-year old whiny mode, you ought to learn to fucking read.

 

The dude who plays the Buckets outside the Metrodome always gets a couple bucks from me.

Carry on.

 

Well, you've already thrown away more money than that just buying tickets. Might as well give to someone who deserves it.

 

I hope insulting the Twins costs you points!

 

Actually, I earn bonus points for that. I can now eat 37 points worth today. Thanks!

 

And how many points are in a bag of dicks, exactly?

Yeah, play that song on your violin.