It's very stylish in Denver these days to hate on the sculpture placed a while ago on the road out to the airport, just before you get to the terminal. A lot of the blather has been about the color -- why can't it be brown or something, like a real horse?? Seriously, people say this. They're also scared of its intense eyes.

And apparently part of the opposition to the sculture has do do with an accident during its construction that killed the artist. Now they feel all spooky about the thing being there. There's a Facebook page of more than ordinary stupidity on the subject, which -- appallingly -- the freaking news is covering. The FB hipsters (more like grandmas, from the sound of their posts -- maybe they're hipster grandmas) are compiling anti-mustang haiku, which they claim they'll send to the mayor's office of cultural affairs after the 31st. I couldn't find a way to post one, prolly because I'm not a member of the group, but I'ma email this in opposition:

wild azure fierceness!
nature rears, triumphant strength
sad, fragile artphobes

Not sure why this bugs me so much, but it surely does. In a city that tolerates the Nazitecture of the art museum expansion, how in the world can people get so worked up over such a thing? And why would they feel entitled to censor it because their shaky sense of the world can't accommodate something even a tiny bit intense? No doubt we'd all be much happier with some generic pile of whatever relocated from the entrance to a suburban office park.

Instead of moving the art, I'm going to suggest that the mayor's office move these FB pansies. Texas would be a good place for them.