My man BW sent along a couple of noteworthy tidbits that I found worth sharing.  The first one sheds light on the strange, counter-cultural battle taking place amongst the shadows in London.  The WSJ recently ran a piece highlighting the growing spat between two of London’s most famous (read notorious) graffiti artists, each of whom goes by a singular tag: Banksy and Robbo.   The article is an interesting one, to be sure, but I found the following Banksy quote to be the highlight of the piece:

I find it surreal when graffiti writers get possessive over certain locations. I thought that having a casual attitude towards property ownership was an essential part of being a vandal.

Meanwhile, I’m delighted to learn that White Sox manager, Ozzie Guillen, has set up his own Twitter account.  This a fantastic development for anyone who finds humor in outspoken blowhards spewing utter nonsense, while it no doubt gives his bosses plenty cause for concern.  Not only will the account give us a look into how truly inarticulate the guy is but I’m sure we’ll also find plenty of fodder pointing to his general lack of substance and tact.  Twitter and Ozzie go together like Roland Emmerich and films: kinda fun for some to watch but generally a bad idea overall.

Here’s a case-in-point:  After Tweeting that he was bored after just the third day of Spring Training, Ozzie received a bit of a talking-to from his boss, Kenny Williams, which prompted the following Ozzie lament:

I guess I can’t have fun.  I flunked in school five times, and I never had as much trouble as I’m having right now. Why do I have to explain to people why I’m doing this? Like I said, I talked to Kenny about it, it’s not anything that involves the club.

What a moron.  Not only does he tell us he flunked school five times (which should come as no surprise) but he also provides in full view a perfect example of how immature he his by complaining that the constraints of his very well-paying day job limit his ability to have fun.  Wow.  To say he doesn’t get it wouldn’t do his enormous obtuseness justice.  By the way, when I think of Venezuela, I immediately equate the country with the likes of Hugo Chavez and Ozzie Guillen.  I’m going to take it on faith that the country itself is much better than that and would prefer that its ambassadors to the world were anyone other than those two guys.