this morning on a familiar and disgusting iteration of Communist Chic:
The Friends of the Minneapolis Public Library – a group presumably formed to combat the work of their tireless foes, the Enemies of the Minneapolis Public Library – has a new ad campaign out to hype next year’s opening of the new downtown library. One side of the poster has a big picture of Mao; beneath him, it says, well, MAO. On the other side, a picture of the new library, with the letters MPL, for Minneapolis Public Library. From the Skyway News article on the campaign:
“What’s the connection? China sports the world’s third largest economy, while the library claims the nation’s third largest collection of books (per capita.)
“It’s a stretch, and a little weird, but it made us look, and that’s the point.”
Hmm. I’m curious: how many people do you have to kill, and how many books do you have to destroy, before you’re no longer a benign historical image to be used in a “clever” ad campaign?
I'm similarly bothered - idiot student communists with Ché t-shirts, and the like, aside - by the number of people who seem to think it's clever to name a cat "Chairman Meow."
Is the lame pun really worth the tacit acceptance and continued normalization of a dictator and murderer? Would you name a pet parrot Ceauşescu, or a goldfish Honecker? Some people are so attached to irony, they can't see the forest for the trees.