A few months ago, a rather sizeable drawing was wheatpasted over a fairly trashed Clarion Alley mural. Now, I'm sure we can all agree that a mural being vandalized is a time for mourning, but this is the most wonderfully progressive, stereotypically liberal, professorial response to 'vandalism' I've had the pleasure of setting my intoxicated eyes on in quite some time.  This isn't the standard “for shame, you farking hipsters, for shame” that we typically see.  No, this is your thesis advisor telling you that “your work is good, but I feel you could strive for more.”

Plus, those frownie faces are a gift from the gods themselves.