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...Macintosh, the medium is the metaphor, and users begin to think not in words but in symbols. Paint programs come equipped with electronic pencils, paint buckets, spray cans and erasers. Desktop-publishing programs come with electronic scissors and pasteboards. Photographs are processed in electronic darkrooms; digital movies are spliced in electronic videotape editors...
...three 9-mm semiautomatic weapons made in China to kill eight people in a San Francisco law firm, the President suspended imports of semiautomatic assault pistols. By law, he could ban the imports entirely, as George Bush did with larger assault rifles after another California man used one to spray a schoolyard in 1989. In spite of these measures, law-enforcement authorities report a sizable increase in imported firearms recently, especially from China and former Soviet bloc nations seeking to keep their defense industry at work by churning out small arms. "They bring in hard currency, and we're probably...
...souls come searching for a gun at Dick's Sporting Goods in Moberly, Missouri, store owner Dick Boots sometimes turns them down. "Occasionally," Boots says, "there will be a little old lady who is scared and comes in looking for a gun for protection. Generally, I'll suggest a spray can of pepper Mace rather than a firearm...
...fame" so far is found in the Adams House Tunnels. But that is art, not graffiti, you might protest, and you would be right. Our reference is not to the three-year old murals on the walls, but to their more recent alterations. An unidentified artiste has used silver spray paint and a fine eye to modify some of the inscriptions so that "Hierarchy Presupposes Identity" now reads "Hierarchy Be Identity." "Be Cool" and "Power to the People 'Ya Gotta Believe" are entirely new shimmering wall-art maxims. Inquiries about the additions around Adams House have met with furtive glances...
...possibly have been thinking. For Paddy Clarke, while intermittently funny, fresh and affecting, is ultimately frustrating. Its hero serves as its narrator, a 10- year-old boy trying, with his gang of schoolmates and other pals, to wreak mischief in their Dublin neighborhood, circa the mid-1960s. Graffiti, whether spray-painted or gouged in wet cement, constitute a major offensive strategy. Another is invading forbidden turf, such as walled-off backyards, where the prospect of a pair of ladies' knickers on a clothesline drives the lads into a frenzy of guilty glee...