Can this be the end of Vosco?

One bit of good news yesterday was the conviction of vandal/tagger Simon Nelsen, whose tag was 'Vosco'. Graffiti 'artists' are bad enough, but taggers are so moronic that they make Greens candidates look like members of Mensa (which some of them they probably are, come to think of it). For one who wanted to write his name across the city, he was remarkably shy about showing his face, and with the familiar and reassuring click of a mechanism falling into place, came the assertion of his defence that he had suffered from depression and attention-deficit disorder while at school. Why does ADHD only ever seem to afflict feral bogans, or spoilt middle-class brats?

For the record, Simon is 23 and lives at home with his parents in the very heartland of Melbourne's leafy middle-class eastern suburbs. From his brief appearance on TV, he appears to be overweight, which is remarkable given the athletic feats he must have performed to put some of his tags where I see them every day on my commute into the city. None of the news reports make any mention of him having a job. For his pains, he gets 300 hours of community service, which will apparently include cleaning off some of his tags. One of the most interesting things about Vosco's story is what his father does for a living, but out of regard for his parents, who have already suffered enough, I must decline to publish it.