’Ritche” by Bill Owens from his photo essay “Suburbia.” (1973)
While the Sherpa is knocking back cabernet in Napa, and I’m golfing my brains out, we thought we would let all of you get your creative juices flowing. Let us know what “Ritche” is thinking. We’ll reveal his monther’s thoughts and pass out prizes on Monday. Happy 4th!
“Go ahead, call it a tricycle one more time…“
“Dammit, ma! Where’s my juicebox?!
The Department of Homeland Security - Protecting your safety since big wheels were cool.
“Joe Horn, age 5.”
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joe_Horn_shooting_controversy
Antonin Scalia Day Care.
Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn.
Every gun makes its own tune.
“The Curve Crusader: Ringing Your Bell Since 1956″
Yes. I will shoot your eye out.
“A well regulated militia starts with him.”
“Denny Crane!”
So here’s the quote from Ritchie’s Mom:
“I don’t feel that Richie playing with guns will have a negative effect on his personality. (He already wants to be a policeman). His childhood gun-playing won’t make him into a cop-shooter. By playing with guns he learns to socialize with other children. I find the neighbors who are offended by Richie’s gun, either the father hunts or their kids are the first to take Richie’s gun and go off and play with it.”
After carfeul consideration, the Sherpa and I thought you were all winners.
Wait - that’s a real gun?
No idea. But what an awful prospect.