Wow. My first reaction was typical: oh how awful, what’s wrong with people, blah, blah blah, and then it kind of stuck with me this image and event. Of course the fish in the paper is not that original since nearly everyone has seen The Godfather, but the hot dog – that intrigued me. I’m not quite sure if I get the symbolism, but in the spirit of the soon-to-occur Olympic games in Rio de Janeiro I would give the “offense” high scores in creativity and originality — if not flawlessly executed. Paper towels?
So it seems someone is not happy in this idyllic village. Well, more than someone since I’m pretty sure the recipient of the fish is less than thrilled. Am I detecting further discord inside the yacht clubs, luxury vehicles, gin and tonic cocktails on the veranda cocoon? This morning when I walked along the shore I saw two stops signs that had been graffiti-ed. One read, “Stop telling me what to do!” and the other, in the same handwriting, “Stop yelling at me!” Okay! Keeping it real! Now, the question is: is our unhappy stop sign artist and the fish in the mailbox delivery person one and the same? Or does more discontent abound?