Hemorrhoids in Brooklyn: Billboard Tells All

Living in Brooklyn has been an eye opening experience indeed. I have an assemblyman (apparently) who's only persuasion for voting for him seems to be that he is friends with police, firemen, and EMT; I have a downstairs neighbor from another planet who likes to sing to himself at 7AM on Sunday morning and slams the door freely; there are rules that are ignored, there are rules that are broken, there is an attitude of nonchalance towards what many from all the other places I have ever lived would regard as common decency. This latest display is too much. On the Brooklyn/Queens Expressway; about mid-way between my house and my escape to Manhattan, is a new billboard which needs to be seen to be believed. Because it is on the highway and all I had at the time was my cell phone, attached is the best image I could get; but let me describe it for you.

It's an advertisement; it reads: "GOT HEMORRHOIDS? Say NO to SURGERY!" and then there is a phone number and the name of the location; the "Proctology Clinic" - but the real kicker with this sign is that, in the upper left corner of this sign; next to the "hemorrhoids" line is a small animated piece. It looks like it could be...a pear. Or maybe two white grapes smashed up against one another.

It is neither of these.

Now I guess the old argument goes that if you are going to be dealing with assholes all day, you might as well get a sense of humor about it. But this is one of those things that just tip-toes over the line. I mean, I don't care about it; but what about old ladies? Or kids? What about grandma!? We are all people trying to live together in a society here, people! If it's not okay to flash our posterior on the television; why should it be okay for commuters and people everywhere to have to look at your behind?

One of my first thoughts after seeing this is that it must have been a practical joke; a quick search online finds this place showing up in a number of different locations. So it's a real place (out by Brighton Beach and Coney Island.

If I sound like I'm being a little uptight about this, why don't you just let me put up a few butts on billboards on your daily ride home?