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Inequality has the natural and necessary effect of materialising our upper class, vulgarising our middle class, and brutalising our lower class.


I couldn't decide between these two, so I thought that I'd give up and post both. Here's a hunky Ez in Burnie looking like something straight out of a Calvin Klein advertisement from Spin Magazine in 1995.

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Roddy said…
I don't think Calvin Klein can come anywhere near.
28 January 2010 at 20:04
ratatouille's archives said…
Hi! Kris,
Nice photograph of Ezra...and very
straight to the point quote too!
Thanks, for sharing!
DeeDee ;-D
28 January 2010 at 20:21
yamini said…
Is he the same Ez?? I am amazed at the changing looks of this young lad, really.. God bless him.

And yes, I like the lovely curls in his hair. Now dont you go rushing to the barber again Kris....
28 January 2010 at 21:37
Magpie said…
Ezra is so photogenic..what a cutie. Seriously, how could anyone keep from smiling when they see these pictures?
29 January 2010 at 00:41
Tash said…
Yup - I vote for both.
I must of been under your influence when I posted this yesterday -- http://palosverdesdailyphoto.blogspot.com/2010/01/b-is-for-boy-abc-wednesday.html
29 January 2010 at 03:28
k said…
the top one!
29 January 2010 at 08:34
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, for a lot of cash, I'll sell him the pics.
29 January 2010 at 08:50
Kris McCracken said…
DeeDee, class is back in town!
29 January 2010 at 08:50
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, he has been very annoying of late actually. Very temperamental.
29 January 2010 at 08:50
Kris McCracken said…
Magpie, he is a looker.
29 January 2010 at 08:50
Kris McCracken said…
Tash, I bet that he isn't that little any more!
29 January 2010 at 08:51
Kris McCracken said…
K, I still can't decide.
29 January 2010 at 08:51
yamini said…
Really???

When will u be free to upload a video of these two hunks? We haven't heard them talking/dancing/laughing in a long time.
29 January 2010 at 15:32
Roddy said…
Calvin or Ezra?
29 January 2010 at 20:43
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