Everyone's a critic

Not everyone hires thugs to bash apart art they don't like, though.

While I think all of us in California have, at one time or another, fantasized about slipping a hobo a bottle of Popov and a twenty dollar bill and asking him to vent our frustrations against some particularly egregious work of feculent taxpayer-subsidized public art, and while this guy wasn't exactly Andrea Della Robbia, his stuff wasn't really worth getting that exercised about.