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March 29, 2010

When People Believe in Nothing They'll Believe in Anything

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Can't get rid of your memories? Call Death Bear
A man in the second-floor unit of a nearby apartment building in the Williamsburg section of Brooklyn was desperate to get rid of something that was too torturous to keep but impossible to discard. The anguished individual had turned to Death Bear, a macabre performance artist who silently walks the city streets in a one-man quest to relieve people of painful remnants of the past: love letters, photos, gifts, dog tags, underwear -- a lot of underwear, it seems -- anything that might reduce an otherwise well-functioning person to a sniffling wreck.

Posted by Vanderleun at March 29, 2010 11:08 AM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.

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Damn! I was all set to use "Death Bear" as a screen name and I find it's already taken.

And what does it say about you of you follow him on Twitter?

Posted by: WWWebb at March 29, 2010 11:21 AM

Performance Art: It's the new Twinkie Defense.

Caught sniffing a neighbor's panties? "I'm a performance artist, your honor."

Molesting a squirrel at the 4th grade assembly? Performance Art.

Setting a public library on fire? Performance Art.

Running the Country? Performance Art.

Posted by: Cameron Wood at March 29, 2010 12:12 PM

I'll bet "Death Panel Bear" is available.

Posted by: ahem at March 29, 2010 2:47 PM

Perhaps Death Bear was the one who releived mankind of Dash Snow, that other stinking pile of terd calling hiself an artist.

Posted by: Blastineau at March 29, 2010 4:14 PM

Running Ruining the Country? Performance Art.

FIFY.

Posted by: rickl at March 29, 2010 5:57 PM

Does a Death Bear shit in the woods?

Maybe Central Park?

JWM

Posted by: jwm at March 29, 2010 8:32 PM

Death Bear...sounds like almost as good a gig as Dread Pirate Roberts.

Posted by: Pete Madsen at March 29, 2010 8:52 PM

Damn, now I'm humming the song from a children's book...I'm a death bear for the King, I want stop for anything.

Wait, that's not it...

Posted by: keninnorcal at March 30, 2010 8:20 AM

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