PLATTSBURGH CITY - Sept. 21, 2012
Almost every day I walk or bike to the post office and sometimes along the way I see something interesting to photograph.
Today I noticed a cloud pattern in the evening sky, a row of slanting white streaks pointing upward. I take out my camera and start shooting, facing west, aimed up over the Press-Republican building across the street.
Suddenly someone shouts at me from behind. I turn around and locate the speaker, a guy standing on a second-story porch challenging me, asking why I take photographs of the buildings every day around there.
First, I had my back to him. I was shooting the sky, not a building. Second, if I want to, I can legally photograph any building on Miller Street whether he likes it or not. If it's in plain public view, I can shoot it.
This is the third time I've been confronted about taking photos on Miller Street. A while ago one woman, an inbred troglodyte, told me I was taking too many pictures around her building -- even though I wasn't photographing her hovel. Another time a pugnacious pudknocker redneck threatened me from across the street if I took his image. Again I had my back to the person, didn't even know he was there.
You're not stopping me from taking photographs. And with this latest incident, I wonder what that second-story porch critic was so worried about. Paranoid? Moronic? Or trying to hide something?
I won't let ignorance reign over my intelligence. Especially in Plattsburgh.
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