I'm putting this graffito up because I feel sorry for it. It's looks so lonely, such a tiny word on such a big wall, a cry in the wilderness: "compliance."
It could be more artful. It could be more provocative (how about something more extended like "conform, consume, obey"?). It could be more brave (this stencil was painted on the side of The Electric Maid, a punk-rock venue in politically-progressive Takoma Park, MD). But it was a gesture anyway, which I reward by placing it here, on my little blog which is its own kind of voice-in-the-wilderness.