As has been reasonably well documented here on Flaming Pablum, I'm a big fan of street art. Time was when I loved the cryptic nature of it. I loved seeing inexplicable images rife with presumably hidden meanings adorning the walls of the city. I loved the whole clandestine aesthetic of it all.
More recently, however, in these politically and socially tumultuous times, I find myself tiring of street art that doesn't have anything meaningful to say. In much the same way I wish the music of the era was more reflective of the tenor of the times, I now prefer my street art to make bold statements. As such, in the spirit of this gallery from earlier this year, herewith a compendium of images I snapped over the course of the last twelve months that speak to the pointed collective disdain for the current occupant of the White House and his gaggle of hateful troglodytes. Enjoy.
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