I would go further and say any tattoo that cannot be covered reasonably by clothing. I work for a large company and find it really tacky when you have a very professionally dressed woman with a giant tattoo on top of her foot or running up her leg meeting with the general public in a counsel setting.
The same applies for men. I was at a Dead and Co. show out in Boulder last year, and all of the sheriff's deputies for Boulder Co. had tattoos on their hands even. The police are starting to look like the criminals they are supposed to be protecting us from.
Over in Japan, having a tattoo (whether hidden under clothing or not) means you are automatically expunged from most chances at employment and from the majority of public spaces. Whether by law or by social pressure.
Why? Because tattoos were (and arguably still are) a trademark of yakuza members. Tattoos were and are a symbol of organized crime. So most Japanese folks, who just want to live peacefully, don't tolerate it. You have a tattoo? GTFO.
We're in America, so I'm not going to say whether or not someone should get a tattoo. If someone wants to tattoo themselves, that's their prerogative. But if an interviewer or business owner decides to not hire someone because they have a tattoo, that's also their prerogative.
Red and white, blue suede shoes, I'm Uncle Sam, how do you do?
Gimme five, I'm still alive, ain't no luck, I learned to duck.
Check my pulse, it don't change. Stay seventy-two come shine or rain.
Wave the flag, pop the bag, rock the boat, skin the goat.
Wave that flag, wave it wide and high.
A good a place as any to plug the film Festival Express (2003). First off, you get to see quality footage of Pig-era Dead, but the highlight to me, as a huge Band fan, was Jerry, Jannis, and Rick Danko [RIP all] sitting in the train passenger car jamming "Ain't No More Cane." You could tell Jannis was sweet on Rick, calling him "Danny." <3
Last fair deal in the country, Sweet Suzie,
Last fair deal in the town
Put your gold money where your love is baby,
Before you let my deal go down
dc, be there
I saw the Grateful Dead over a hundred and thirty times back in the day,now I'm older than Jerry Garcia ever was. Wave that flag wave it wide and high.
You would be correct and tie-dye pilled! It was a hot and sunny day, and having never tripped in a crowd of 100,000 people before (Rich Stadium seats 80K), I took a break somewhere around my peak and had a seat up on Phil's side of the stands on an aisle to ponder existence and stuff. At one moment, an angel with bells on her ankles walked down the stairs with I assume a spray bottle and misted the back of my neck. It was like getting sprinkled with Tinker Bell's pixie dust. Good times.
What a story! Thanks for sharing. Most first dose was at small festival in the upper Midwest. Melvin Seals with JGB, Brian Lesh, and Mike Lawson and some others I've long since forgotten. I think the dose kicked in about the time my brother's face turned into a dragon, right in the middle of Sugaree somewhere.
While the early 70s (late Pig/early Keith) is my favorite era, 77 does go down easy, and the "Betty board" tapes are legendary for their quality and mix. My favorite "Lazy Lightning > Supplication" hails from 6/8/77, but one of my favorite sets from the 2nd half of the 70s is 6/9/76: it opens with the first "St. Stephen" in five years into an "Eyes of the World" that'll change your life. 3/29/90 might be my favorite "Box of Rain." According to my iTunes play count, my most listened to song is "Hard to Handle" from 4/28/71, and it's a monster. And finally, I'm not familiar with that show, so archive.org, here I come!
On a side note, I haven't been keeping up with the guys, but if I had to guess, I'd say Bill had the best odds of being based, but I wouldn't put money on it.
I'll check those out. The archive is a great tool. I'm familiar with that version of Hard to Handle. I bet I've listened to that a 100x. The climax and then back into the groove is on point. Jamming to Fire on the Mountain 12/31/78 Winterland right now. Bill strikes me as a guy that you might f around and find out with.
I would go further and say any tattoo that cannot be covered reasonably by clothing. I work for a large company and find it really tacky when you have a very professionally dressed woman with a giant tattoo on top of her foot or running up her leg meeting with the general public in a counsel setting.
The same applies for men. I was at a Dead and Co. show out in Boulder last year, and all of the sheriff's deputies for Boulder Co. had tattoos on their hands even. The police are starting to look like the criminals they are supposed to be protecting us from.
Over in Japan, having a tattoo (whether hidden under clothing or not) means you are automatically expunged from most chances at employment and from the majority of public spaces. Whether by law or by social pressure.
Why? Because tattoos were (and arguably still are) a trademark of yakuza members. Tattoos were and are a symbol of organized crime. So most Japanese folks, who just want to live peacefully, don't tolerate it. You have a tattoo? GTFO.
We're in America, so I'm not going to say whether or not someone should get a tattoo. If someone wants to tattoo themselves, that's their prerogative. But if an interviewer or business owner decides to not hire someone because they have a tattoo, that's also their prerogative.
How do the employers know a prospective employee has a tattoo if it’s hidden somewhere?
This is why I have all prospective female employees strip naked during the interview process.
It’s the only way to be sure, pede.
Ah, I assumed OP was talking more about locals. He also called it “most chances at employment in public spaces”, not just military
Never understood why people get their panties rustled about tattoos.
'Why cant government just leave me alone and fuck everyone with tattoos because thats my business'
You can't get a tattoo! Bad Pedeville!
hey man you cant express yourself. wear the mask. keep your skin pure. don't ask questions.
They can express themselves all they want, I can also find it tacky and unprofessional...
maga dead heads unite.
The Dead is great American music.
Red and white, blue suede shoes, I'm Uncle Sam, how do you do? Gimme five, I'm still alive, ain't no luck, I learned to duck. Check my pulse, it don't change. Stay seventy-two come shine or rain. Wave the flag, pop the bag, rock the boat, skin the goat. Wave that flag, wave it wide and high.
A good a place as any to plug the film Festival Express (2003). First off, you get to see quality footage of Pig-era Dead, but the highlight to me, as a huge Band fan, was Jerry, Jannis, and Rick Danko [RIP all] sitting in the train passenger car jamming "Ain't No More Cane." You could tell Jannis was sweet on Rick, calling him "Danny." <3
Last fair deal in the country, Sweet Suzie, Last fair deal in the town Put your gold money where your love is baby, Before you let my deal go down dc, be there
When I was backpacking, I had one hippie at a rainbow gathering tell me "you're the cleanest dirty-kid I've ever met".
do you tuck your tye dye in?
Only if it's a tie dye polo
The Lions Den
I saw the Grateful Dead over a hundred and thirty times back in the day,now I'm older than Jerry Garcia ever was. Wave that flag wave it wide and high.
it was before my time, but ive seen bobby and phil a bunch.
Were some of those hand tattoos USN rates between the web of thumb abs forefinger?
Paging u/UncleTrumpsBand ...
My username was inspired by this, but having ~35 shows under my belt helped in that decision. First show was July 4, 1989. Guess what the encore was?
I was tempted to look it up, but would rather have you tell me. I'm gonna guess U.S. Blues since it was July 4 show.
You would be correct and tie-dye pilled! It was a hot and sunny day, and having never tripped in a crowd of 100,000 people before (Rich Stadium seats 80K), I took a break somewhere around my peak and had a seat up on Phil's side of the stands on an aisle to ponder existence and stuff. At one moment, an angel with bells on her ankles walked down the stairs with I assume a spray bottle and misted the back of my neck. It was like getting sprinkled with Tinker Bell's pixie dust. Good times.
What a story! Thanks for sharing. Most first dose was at small festival in the upper Midwest. Melvin Seals with JGB, Brian Lesh, and Mike Lawson and some others I've long since forgotten. I think the dose kicked in about the time my brother's face turned into a dragon, right in the middle of Sugaree somewhere.
Come here Uncle Trumps Band by the rising fraud!
I'm really into the May 77 stuff again right now. I was on a spring 90 kick there for a few weeks. Favorite show is probably Pembroke Pines 05/22/77.
While the early 70s (late Pig/early Keith) is my favorite era, 77 does go down easy, and the "Betty board" tapes are legendary for their quality and mix. My favorite "Lazy Lightning > Supplication" hails from 6/8/77, but one of my favorite sets from the 2nd half of the 70s is 6/9/76: it opens with the first "St. Stephen" in five years into an "Eyes of the World" that'll change your life. 3/29/90 might be my favorite "Box of Rain." According to my iTunes play count, my most listened to song is "Hard to Handle" from 4/28/71, and it's a monster. And finally, I'm not familiar with that show, so archive.org, here I come!
On a side note, I haven't been keeping up with the guys, but if I had to guess, I'd say Bill had the best odds of being based, but I wouldn't put money on it.
I'll check those out. The archive is a great tool. I'm familiar with that version of Hard to Handle. I bet I've listened to that a 100x. The climax and then back into the groove is on point. Jamming to Fire on the Mountain 12/31/78 Winterland right now. Bill strikes me as a guy that you might f around and find out with.