Grid Control, Vol. 13: "Dear Deaf Gahan and minions: FOR THE LOVE OF PETE, STOP TRYING TO BE COOL AND DESIGNER-ISH. YOU'RE NOT, AND IT'S EMBARRASSING ALL OF US."

The good news?

There's plenty of creativity hereabouts, albeit a strain characterized by gallows humor.

The bad news?

Since Cool Papa G's and his wagon-knitting-circle at City Hall feel threatened by creativity, we're compelled to go guerrilla for shits and giggles, so let's take a glance at a few hilarious (and purely accurate) reactions to this morning's post:

Grid Control, Vol. 12: Meet the artistic crosswalk design equivalent of dogs playing poker.

First, riffing from Dear Leader's fanatical zeal for cookie-cutter uniformity, regular reader CA conjures a local variation of "One People, One Nawbany, One Gahan."

Yes, there shall, and the Mark of Duggins will be fruitful, multiply, and offend sensibilities in abundance.

NAC's junior editor Jeff Gillenwater followed with this.

Boy is it ever going to be nice to get rid of all this hokey standardized sanitized unimaginative upper middle class conservative suburban white guy crap ...

... and as already pointed out, another better administration is going to be facing either a huge corrective cost or just living with the schlock indefinitely.

Dear Deaf Gahan and minions: FOR THE LOVE OF PETE, STOP TRYING TO BE COOL AND DESIGNER-ISH. YOU'RE NOT, AND IT'S EMBARRASSING ALL OF US. When THIS vision is projected, people with vision start looking elsewhere.

Appropriately, Jeff followed with a better design -- visionary, you might say.

Psst, Jeff: You may have to explain this joke to the ones who've prompted it. City Hall's public art department can be texted at BR 549.

Another reader, A, finds the center of the target.

I like the quirkier crosswalks in Jeff. Did they look at those and say, 'Something like this - but bland'?

Probably, and remember that everything we're seeing now was kept under wraps until the street grid project commenced, so as to forestall the tiresome logic of dissidents like us.

My friend KH gets the last and perhaps most prescient word.

I don't understand these complaints. The crossing design is taken from U.S. currency border graphics, which pay worshipful reverence to the only thing that really matters in New Albany or any other burg in our great nation.

I see exactly what you mean -- and now we know where they got the idea.

They're also Marks of Duggins -- the same, and yet different.

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Previously:

Grid Control, Vol. 12: Meet the artistic crosswalk design equivalent of dogs playing poker.

Grid Control, Vol. 11: HWC Engineering meets with St. Marks, city officials nowhere to be found.

Grid Control, Vol. 10: City officials predictably AWOL as HWC Engineering falls on its sword over striping errors.

Grid Control, Vol. 9: "This was supposed to be discussed with us," but Dear Leader doesn't ever discuss, does he?

Grid Control, Vol. 8: City Hall characteristically mum as HWC Engineering at least tries to answer the cross-hatching question.

Grid Control, Vol. 7: What will the Board of Works do to rectify HWC's striping errors on the north side of Spring Street, apart from microwaving another round of sausage biscuits?

Grid Control, Vol. 6: Jeff Speck tweets about NA's grid changes, and those missed bicycling opportunities.

Grid Control, Vol. 5: Egg on HWC Engineering's well-compensated face as it botches Spring Street's westbound bike buffer cross hatching.

Grid Control, Vol. 4: But this actually isn't a bus lane, is it?

Grid Control, Vol. 3: TARC's taking your curbside church parking, says City Hall.

Grid Control, Vol. 2: Southsiders get six more parking inches, but you gotta love those 10-foot traffic lanes on Spring.

Grid Control, Vol. 1: You people drive so freaking horribly that someone's going to die at Spring and 10th.