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Four Bunnies Of The Apocalypse
Thoughts about this, um, unique Easter display
Dear East 38th Street Residents,
I hope this letter finds you well. As a fellow New Yorker who appreciates both public art and provocative public discourse, I couldn’t help but notice the large display outside your brownstone.
Help me understand. So, we have three panicky bunnies, named Drought, Fires and Floods, emerging from colorful Easter eggs, yes? And then a large fourth bunny, Heat Waves, looms above the others, frowning, distraught, his eyes searching the heavens for salvation. His right ear wilts in despair. A sign underneath him says Four Bunnies of the Apocalypse.
Heroically, three yellow Easter chicks are parachuting to the rescue bearing the sign, Spring Into Action.
It is a bold tableaux, transgressive, and — I say this in the nicest way — deeply strange. As I am still baffled, disturbed and oddly thrilled, may I ask you a few questions?
While I applaud your condemnation of droughts, fires, floods, and heat waves, how did you decide that the most effective representation of environmental calamities should be four frowning cartoon Easter bunnies?
Surely, bunnies’ innate cuddliness works against your intended note of alarm. The Four Tarantulas of the…
