Scatfest

Went to the Gilbert & George retrospective at Tate Modern yesterday. If you think you might be offended by photos of old men's cocks and crucifixes made from shit, don't go. I would also warn against taking very young children along, unless you want them to grow up to become bedwetting coprophiles.



One room is filled with the Dirty Words Pictures - pictures with names like Fuck, Cunt, Queer and Communism. A woman pointed one out to her daughter, who may or may not have been a retard - sometimes it's hard to tell where ugliness ends and Downs Syndrome begins - and said, "That one's called Are You Angry Or Are You Boring? Which one do you think mummy is?"

I would have shouted "Cunt!", but I didn't want to offend anyone.