Is it just us, or are people especially gassy in 2009? The olfactory assault (emphasis on the ass) we are under cannot continue unchecked. It's time to take back our noses (and the night) and report these public pooters.
We've all been there -- In the line at Starbucks; from the movie theater row behind you, while you try to enjoy Gran Turino ("It's not pronounced 'HUH-mong,' Wally. It's 'hmong.'"); your mother-in-law at the Seder table; in your office building's elevator... the madness has to stop, and it probably wouldn't hurt to refrain from a hearty meal of beans before going to Barracuda, either.
Here's the solution: Got a camera on your phone? Well pull it out and don't be afraid to squeeze off a snap of the person you suspect hath dealt it just before you smelt it. Then send the pic to us [ iFartNY@gmail.com ] and we'll post it on this here blog as a public service. Sure, you're finna say that it's hard to put your, um, finger on the farter... but don't let that stop you. This is what wide angle lenses were made for. Let the masses decide who's guilty, and who walks away smelling like roses.
Everybody toots, but nobody should be able to get away with it in a shared space. Except Oprah, but that's a topic for another time. As is Gayle.
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