Salt City Sinner

a guest post on 11/14/13 by Joseph Farah, founder, editor, CEO and Grand Wizard of WND ( EDITOR'S NOTE : as should be obvious to most semi-sentient hominids, this is a work of satire. Since Joseph Farah, however, does not understand satire, and has a   history  of suing people -- for Freedom -- this disclaimer is sadly necessary. Mr. Farah was good enough to bring his own hot, scurrying intestinal cargo of ads, for which Salt City Sinner will receive nothing, because we are godless Communists. With no further exposition, we present the very first Salt City Sinner guest post, from the Reveren Doctor Joseph Farah, Newsman, Esq.) I don't know about you, but Freedom makes me frisky. Unless it's the wrong type of Freedom. I don't like that, and we didn't like that back when life was simpler, better. I'm not talking about the "freedom" peddled today, which is to say the kind the homos, weirdos, and Muslims want. Every single morning when the...

I was twenty-one years of age the first time I saw a man standing on the side of the street holding a sign to advertise a local business.  California the place and the year 1998.  I thought it strange to stand on the side of the road, next to cars speeding by.  Not only strange, but scary. Only 2-3 years ago did street side advertising take a front seat on my side of town.  When I was younger I heard my Home Economics Teacher say "Utah is behind the times about ten years", so that would make sense. At times I drove by and saw their brightly colored signs telling me to do my taxes... reminding me that they have an "Open Bay" at the local car shop, and even "$5.00 Pizza!".  Other times I drove by and noticed a person, not necessarily the sign, many of them standing still... stiff as a board, earphones on and/or a cell phone in one of their hands (one handed texting). Approximately six months ago late summer or early fall, while driving home from work...

For years I have driven past Little Ceasar's Pizza on 5400 South and seen the same Rockin', sign holding street advertiser.   His sign eventually turned into the shape of an electric guitar as he morphed into a local celebrity of sorts, playing out his dreams of rocking it hard on a stage somewhere.  As many rush hour commuters drive by on their way home from a long day's work he throws the "Rock On" sign at them and then carries on with his string strumming and head banging! If ever there were a more enthusiastic sign holder I would be surprised. Lately there have been more and more SSA (Street Side Advertisers) popping up all over the place, so I'm not quite ready to call him the Grand Champion of Street Advertisers.  Stay tuned for more captured advertisers/performers in action!