
I had no idea when spotting these two people on the street today that their story was already a media sensation.
The New York Times published a story about the very public apology, explaining that when Jeff Ragsdale infuriated his girlfriend Megan Brady to the point where she stopped taking his calls for two days, he decided to win her back with a sign.
The article was then picked up by the AP and as more people read it, other groups, among them the
Huffington Post and
Gawker, took great zeal in pointing out that the duo, both actors and entertainers, had fooled The New York Times, leading the newspaper to add a disclaimer to the piece:
There is considerable evidence that this is a hoax. Jeff Ragsdale has worked as a comedian and actor, and his work sometimes involves blurring lines between reality and performance.
On repeated questioning today, both Mr. Ragsdale and Megan Brady insisted that they are really a couple who really did have a falling out and that nothing depicted in the piece below is fake. A person claiming to be Mr. Ragsdale commented below, insisting on his veracity.
Obviously, we are skeptical at this point. We will dig further. Just as obviously, we wish we had done the digging before we published the post.
A
hoax? What is a hoax, after all?
Balloon boy was a hoax, because the parents lied for no reason other than fame and attention while jeopardizing their kid's life and dignity to boot. There's no blurring of the line when a real emergency crew needs to be dispatched to deal with a lie while other people with real emergencies are neglected. That's a hoax.
I've been noticing this phenomenon a lot lately, this idea that anything unusual must be a hoax. Take the case of Die Antwoord, a South African rap-rave internet sensation launched to mega-stardom on
Boing Boing. Die Antwoord now has
a record deal with Interscope. When you get to the bottom of the post linked in the last sentence, look at the comments about how Die Antwoord is a hoax.
Really? Was
Ziggy Stardust a hoax?
When I spoke to Jeff and Megan on the street this afternoon, they struck me as real. The fact is, anytime people stand out in the streets with signs, it's a performance of some kind, meant to capture attention. Megan explained that journalists have been hounding her family members and boss, who is a public figure, to determine whether or not Jeff and Megan are really a couple. The Heene family is a "real" family, but that doesn't make their hoax any more or less destructive.
Let's say Megan and Jeff are just two fame-hungry poseurs. Maybe they met on the street last week and decided to cook up a media campaign, whereupon the media promptly fell for it. So what? Read their signs. "I was verbally abusive! I'm sorry, Megan!" If this is public art, it's one of the most thoughtful and meaningful displays I've ever seen. I don't care if these two people are strangers. I don't need to verify that Jeff in fact verbally abused Megan to stop and think about myself and the people in my life. So many of the nasty little comments dished out on a daily basis by friends, family and strangers alike are, in fact, verbal abuse.
"So many people have stopped to tell us that this makes them think," Megan said.
In a way, it reminds me of
The Gates in Central Park in 2005. Many people thought the display was a hideous one, completely invasive in a public space. I was on the fence about it until I went to The Gates and as I walked through them along with hundreds of people one crisp afternoon, sun streaming through the saffron curtains, I realized that The Gates,at least to me, was never about the intrinsic aesthetic of the art itself but rather about the consciousness that flows through the space. The same goes for Megan and Jeff.
I'm not saying it's not important for newspapers to make a distinction between real and false. It would have been extremely helpful, and could have possibly diverted a massive international crisis, if Wall Street criminals and their cronies had been investigated before robbing billions, or if the lead-up to the war in Iraq hadn't been reported at face value. But the time to get all taking-ourselves-too-seriously is not over signs that harm no one, and in fact, might improve a lot of lives by simply making people think.
"This is public therapy," Jeff said. "It's expression."
It's public art. As an artist myself who works globally on
commissions that rethink public space, I love Megan and Jeff's willingness to stand on a street corner holding these signs, being socially vulnerable, answering questions and being real. If their careers flourish as a result, good for them!
But...has Jeff's gesture resulted in a reconciliation?
"He's on probation," Megan said, "But I'm out here with him."
PS. This endorsement of public art in this instance in no way supports the content of the other work of Megan Brady and Peter Ragsdale.