"To those who took away graffiti hall,
Hello there. Hope you are doing well. I’m posting this letter to you on the tomb of your fine work. Perhaps your contributions to the Graffiti hall was the largest in its history- a great expanse of off-white paint and color-remover! Bravo, indeed. Who said that administrators couldn’t create art?!
My only issues is that it seems you did not intend this as an art piece. For all I know, maybe you are hoping to squeeze a few more temporary doubles into the hall.
So just how cheap are the pockets of the powers that be? Deep enough that you can’t peep your head out and see the thousands upon thousands of students that absolutely despise your each and every action (and rightly so?). That you can’t hear how your high-minded policies sound like offensive nonsense to your students, your customers, your community?
At least with some of your actions there were weights over your neck guiding you down to those poor choices. Tuition increases and budget cuts, closing libraries and opening our checkbooks are at least responses related to your deficit issues.
Not this. Most emphatically, not this. Here stood a bastion of Triton Culture, a piece worthy of the Stuart Collection. An underground star. Always open, always available. Always changing, like our campus and its people.
And you killed it. For nothing. Do you honestly believe that stepping on the graffiti anthill won’t spread little graffiti ants all over the campus?? That taggers, now without a safe and secure canvas, will simply say, “Oh, gee, I guess this activity is frowned upon, better stop”? You’re gonna have ants in every last one of your pants.
You spend millions of dollars constructing cultural and identity centers. During our freshmen and transfer orientations, you tell us how many pains you take to ensure that our freedom of expression, our freedom to export ourselves onto this campus, and that these spaces are guarantees of this.
When I was a freshman, I heard your words. But after? My Orientation leader took us to graffiti hall. And I saw that freedom with my own eyes. I found my space, my identity center.
And three years later, you now deny that from all incoming students. You now spend our money on destroying our art and installing instruments of surveillance on our campus. What, did Napolitano bring a few boxes over from her friends at the NSA and DHS?
You want UCSD to ascend to greatness and fill those pockets of yours with gold? Here’s a clue:
Stop fucking with your student body.”