Friday, February 3, 2012

A Starving Artist Turns Pink in the Face

The MTA has this whole "If You See Something, Say Something"-campaign.  It's, of course, in regard to if you see anything suspicious while riding public transportation (a big hulking bag sitting by itself in the middle of a station, a box with sparks coming out of it in the middle of the subway car...someone toting an AK-47), you have to report it immediately to someone, yadda yadda yadda.  Right.

"If You See Something, Say Something".

I tumbled that phrase around a lot in my head today while writing a letter to The Susan G. Komen Foundation (which I eventually forwarded to the New York State Senate and various publications).

Now.

What I'm not about to do is preach about that issue to you, as much as I'd love to, and could quite easily.  But the very last thing that I want is for this page to become anything that could even sort of resemble any kind of political/ethical platform.

What I am going to do, however, is say this:

It is our absolute right as American citizens to speak up when we feel the need to, to share our opinions with others as we see fit, to address matters that we may see as either problematic or--at the very least--simply worth discussion. 

We are entitled to do so.  We have legit entitlement to do this.

However...My Dear Sweet Fellow Starving Artists:  I encourage you to do this all the more-so. 

We are the little people. 

Poetically, we are the passionfull and salaryless, bloated with bravado and devoid of security.  Rationally...we are frequently just fodder for other people's jokes.  We're not just a part of the 99%, we're artsy.  Which means that absolutely no one wants to listen to us.

So make them.

If you have a point, make it.  If you have a concern, share it.  If you're looking for a change, get it to happen for yourself.

"If You See Something, Say Something".

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