On another note…

Sneetches are a group of vaguely avian yellow creatures who live on a beach. Some Sneetches have a green star on their bellies, and in the beginning of the story the presence or absence of a star is the basis for discrimination. Sneetches who have stars on their bellies are part of the “in crowd”, while Sneetches without stars are shunned and consequently mopey.

In the story, a “fix-it-up chappie” named Sylvester McMonkey McBean appears, driving a cart of strange machines. He offers the Sneetches without stars a chance to have them by going through his Star-On machine, for three dollars. The treatment is instantly popular, but this upsets the original star-bellied Sneetches, as they are in danger of losing their method for discriminating between Sneetches. Then McBean tells them about his Star-Off machine, costing ten dollars. The Sneetches formerly with stars happily pay the money to have them removed in order to remain special.

However, McBean does not share the prejudices of the Sneetches, and allows the recently starred Sneetches through this machine as well. Ultimately this escalates, with the Sneetches running from one machine to the next,

“until neither the Plain nor the Star-Bellies knew
whether this one was that one or that one was this one
or which one was what one… or what one was who.”

This continues until the Sneetches are penniless and McBean departs a rich man, amused by their folly. Despite his assertion that “you can’t teach a Sneetch,” the Sneetches learn from this experience that neither plain-belly nor star-belly Sneetches are superior, and they are able to get along and become friends.

This story is referenced in punk rock band Dead Kennedys’ song Holiday in Cambodia.

All of this “rivalry” exists in Minneapolis. People over here don’t care. We like our little city and we’re happy here. People on the other side of the river seem to have something wedged somewhere when it comes to Saint Paul. They also seem to feel the need to always talk trash and just be rude in general over the idea of Saint Paul. A superiority complex perhaps? Whatever, Minneapolis still doesn’t compare to Chicago, no matter how hard it tries. Still can’t get Chinese delivered at 3 a.m., liquor stores still close long before midnight, still don’t have a mass rail transit system (on train that makes 10 stops in the city proper certainly doesn’t count for much, now does it?) and you still have all that traffic and crime. None of the benefits, all of the headaches.

Gee, sounds fun. Any apartments available?

I predict that your boycott of the Walker, like every other Internet boycott since 1994, will last exactly as long as the Walker doesn’t have anything you want to see.

Best regards,
Chucky Mocha

If saying that a person expresses a particular fondness for one city over another is considered inflammatory enough to withdraw support for a major arts organization, for a piddly-diddly little local arts event, or to start dropping the F-bomb….maybe we all need to sit down to talk?

Tonight! At Salon Saloon!

I really do encourage you to come check it out tonight’s event. I think you will be pleasantly surprised at the love for both twin cities, and at our non-elitest ways. The whole point of this particular event is to break down some of those misconceptions and walls between artists and communities in the Twin Cities. It’s easy to rant at “strangers” on the internet, harder to come out and have a beer with people you may not feel comfortable around, but I promise it will be a good time.

I am sorry I have offended you. It was a joke as I pointed out in my original comment.

I have nothing to do with this event and just thought it was amusing that someone would take such umbrage at a harmless little jab by Mr. Sturdevant. I am an a$$hole, but I am not pretentious.

If you’d care to email me a list of all the art related things that Minneapolis has stolen from St. Paul I’d gladly look into it and learn a little about this art scene I know so little about.

M8R-ba5r501@mailinator.com

Yours,
Sveden

@Sveden You’re yet another pretentious f%@k from Mpls. Save your demands for others to earn respect for tonight when you’re safe, in the cradle of those who zip codes are enough for your idea of respect. If I started to point out to you how much Mpls has taken from St. Paul (like Art Crawl) you just might realize what a great little place St. Paul is. Such a realization could shake you to the core of your little smug existance and then what? What could you be smug about after that?

Lighten up, it’s just the truth.