a collection of some of plate watch's best work for ease of consumption
April 8, 2025 [PRAYONIT - GOD KEPT - FTRSNHS - 2MYJRNY - WEMERCI - DEARBRO]
April 7, 2025 [2VALUBL - 2AMAZIN - TNDR HRT - RUNFAR - MOSMOK3 - YEAAAAH]
April 5, 2025 [MOVE4ME - IDC4YOU - MEET AGN - GHEEBTR - N0 SPAM - HAUK TUA]
April 1, 2025 [DEPREST - 1M SAD - MOTV8TED - FINE 0K - IMENU0GH - IMA CAR]
March 26, 2025 [BUGLUVR - G0D KEPT - NYCC00L - CMON ME - IWZCOOL - PEACE]
March 25, 2025 [DUBVIBE - HECYAA - 2CLTCH - HOTSTF - HEKYEAH - YAABOI]
March 15, 2025 [MED COL - BRTLIST - DZLOANS]
March 12, 2025 [THKLESS - STAYSFE - BIG SOFT - CALIFORNIA - LAUPTOP - CITYLMT]
March 3, 2025 [PERSIST - OPNMIND - RLTYCHK - IMMERSD - URSTPID - CHKIN NGT]
February 23, 2025 [THXPAL - BLNDLCK - DAD COM]
February 16, 2025 [IYKYK - HERD DAT - BYEGWRL]
February 8, 2025 [HOPE47 - IMSTOKD - WON1]
February 7, 2025 [BIGDEEL - BI6DAW6 - KCKRCKS]
February 4, 2025 [L♥︎VN LF - SENSU♥︎L - LOVE XL]
February 2, 2025 [NRGLADY - 1NAMILN - SNOLVER]
January 28, 2025 [NODPMNE - BRUUH - BIGRIGP]
January 20, 2025 [UNGVRNBL - 420 BAM - MAX ZONK]
August 18, 2025 [LYSNPL8 - SR3NDPTY - STLWINN - UH ME - IMGOD]
July 29, 2025 [DRMZSPC - THKBIGR - 70NKED - 5MINAWY - B AVG - RLY THO]
July 25, 2025 [BEERS - KEG247 - PUBDAD - DLF MBL - YRMOMMA- STINKY]
July 18, 2025 [BFREEE - HEALNOW - LUV IN 5 - NOT YET - IDK TBH - KEPNBZY]
July 9, 2025 [ZEN ZEN - APLLNIA - LIVNLFF - 4EVERLV - THERE4U - BSEENGU]
July 2, 2025 [GNETICS - ORWELL - SYST3M - CYYBORG - DNA♥︎LAB - USA OK]
June 26, 2025 [THR1VING - YAHLAAA - YABABEE - IMNFEST - SAVEGAS - SOSILLY]
June 19, 2025 [SUPKID - STAYTUF - NVERQUIT - IM4ERTH - PE❤︎CE - WHAT N0]
June 5, 2025 [ARCH4ME - POLYGLT - THIGH - S3XY2 - LZRPANTS - IMISSU2]
May 28, 2025 [BASED - PLATE - CLSWAR - UMM0KK - LFG INC]
May 19, 2025 [WEEB4L - SAUCEK - AYANAMI - GOKU - HNTAI - YAOI]
May 11, 2025 [IBMOMMA - MOMWHIP - DOIT4U - BUSYBEE - LADYGOV -LUVDAD]
May 9, 2025 [CERIBRL - 1NERD - MATH2EZ - GOLDMND - N2FUNDS - FISHPHD]
May 5, 2025 [I❤︎FRIES - H0T CHKN - MMMBEER - CHAI - DECADNS - VEGANLF]
April 30, 2025 [RESURECT - STLUCFR - SNT JDE - MERCFUL - FATE - G0DSPED]
April 27, 2025 [AMMRCA - WSHNGTN - LIBR8TR - REDARCH - OILWARS - KYPDRVN]
April 22, 2025 [GLD TNGS - N0CMPLN - JUSTLVG - CREE8IV - SMILEBIG - NO WAR]
April 17, 2025 [S0GIRLY - VLLYGRL - FITGIRL - 0H GURL - ACTGIRL - CARCHIC]
April 14, 2025 [OFCRPLZ - LFEG00D - RAVE 0N - G0LDEN - CALIVBE - L8TERS]
April 11, 2025 [SRRYBBY - 1L❤︎V - FLGHTIME - TWDYBRD - G00SEY - PL0VER]
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hey platers
it really hasn’t been very long, but everything is different for me now. so much so now that I don’t know really where to start. its mostly me, but its also you. so keep that in mind. sometimes i really feel like someone who logged into the wrong instagram account.
I guess I just haven’t really been in the right headspace to write a truly crippling platepost, and maybe that’s good news. I guess I just haven’t had time?
I’ve given this a few attempts, but I only felt like I needed to post tonight. I used to care alot about frequent posting, I’d plan my weeks and silent time around it. those days feel really far away now, working a different job, having my lunches in different pizza establishments.
I think now i’m just moving really quickly, and maybe platewatch was a kind of slow practice, like a meditation, something I’ve swapped out in favor of expediency, another something I could delegate to someone else. and I did, its all of you!
I don’t mean this to sound like “man i really miss being unemployed and chronically online”, because im actually really enjoying this new life of mine! I think I always thought I would.
I like rushing i think, i like to feel active, alive. some people really crave that feeling, a few people close to me. people who might sacrifice quite a lot for a very short moment to be reminded that they’re still alive and vulnerable; me not so much.
I’m just happy being busy with my own busyness. similarly, some other people will do anything to be remembered. I don’t think I’m really that type of guy either. and if I am remembered, I hope it isn’t for my passing vanity plate hobby that spilled out of my hands into an international community of equally autistic plateenjoyers. or maybe that’s just the legacy I never believed I deserved to have, to be responsible for bringing people together.
it really feels like im living in some kind of dream sometimes. so thanks to everyone for being a part, because you all are.
as always, this is platewatch, a proud subsidiary of @mousemagazinecorporate
thanks for sticking around
-pw
heya platers
been offline lately. I think to say that I’ve “been busy” feels a little shallow, so I won’t be saying that. really, I haven’t been any more particularly busy than usual.
I think I just have a lot of things going on right now; and was contently waiting for some kind of obvious resolution; something to really impel that divinic state of platepostery. something like - wham! just like that.
sometimes reality hits you even when you think you’re invulnerable. even when you’re in the middle of writing a wholly unrelated platepost about something else.
turns out I’m learning quite a bit about myself these days, and some of it really frustrates me. right now, even.
lately, i’ve been trying to condition myself to make more decisions. characteristic hesitation has really been slowing me down. and beyond the cerebral, it’s honestly kind of irresponsible when I’m on the highway.
maybe i’m just projecting; but I think we could all do with a little less indecision. its ok to be wrong! waiting might just be the worst choice every time. what a waste of life.
another one of those things I’m learning is that I really just love to wait; love looking closer and closer until I find a pattern or clue. anything I can interpret, a sign or indicator manifest from nothing to guide some future action. sometimes its quite useful, even premeditative. but sitting in my head all day isn’t very productive, really quite a passive activity actually.
nothing changes through mere thought, even if you spend all day thinking about it. or writing it down on your hand, or talking about it online or whatnot. that is not action. its something else.
i need to stand up. get the blood flowing. feel my body ring.
i now believe that my frequent lapses in instagram recidivism are rooted in confusion with what platewatch even is now.
I literally barely take license plate images anymore. I shitpost all day long. feels like I’m filling in the ideological gaps of my account with silly putty.
thats because over the past few weeks I’ve heard quite a few testimonies as to what this VLPIA means to each of you; and then told most people in my life that it “freaks me out”
so thx⬇️…
hey platers
shit’s goin down rn, and that e is certainly acc’ing. so warm shout out to the transhumanist suits for an expeditious democratic overthrow. really didn’t think you guys had it in you.
I guess now is as good a time as any to evaluate what kind of future we’re rapidly accelerating towards. and with respect to the realities of our cultural and political american ecosystem, I’d say that we’re all well on our way to the technocapital treadmill.
no use in dragging your feet now. might as well enjoy it.
and look i know the future is a scary thing to think about, but try your best to ignore all the horrors and focus on all the cool microelectronics we’re about to get implanted into our eyes, ears, and balls. it’ll all be worth it.
if you’re still unconvinced, i understand, but come on man, be rational. there must be a hidden vision to the madness. surely we wouldn’t just be perpetuating horror and generational human suffering for anything more than short term financial index gains right?
uhh right guys??
uhh whatever, as for me, i think i’d probably start with an auto-focusing retina for pristine plateperception, and maybe some of those cyberpunk mantis arms, with the retractable forearm incisors. those things are rad as hell.
hmmmm ok after that i’d probably get a good endocrine disruptor, and maybe a bionic wrist. one that can rotate all the way around. for my breakdancing career.
just gotta make sure i keep paying my amazon prime membership or they’ll detonate the dopamine injector in my neck. sounds unpleasant.
alright bye bye people in my phone
hey platers
been saving these flicks for a few months now on the off chance I’d be banging majorly in the future and could really make an on-point post about it. but uh nope, and I think we’re still a while off. so might as well post them now.
for balance, I’ll make this one a little more vague, with less personal anecdotes, and something more in line with the central vision of the humble vanity and our circumnavigative approach to the catalog
here goes,
the ethos and mindful application of plateflickery is an intimate act, so I hope you tend to treat it with some serious reverence. to reach into someone’s cognitive nebula through wrist-deep examination of their back bumper plate is not a fickle gesture. your motions should represent your openness to learn, and a proclivity for empathy. at least while you’re diggin around in there, the mental landscape, that is.
for some practice, I’d like you to just take a moment and consider the circumstances for each platesubmission we receive here at platewatch hq; you (a converted plateenjoyer) and someone you’ve never met (a future plateappreciator?), hurtling along together in continuous motion, bonded for just a brief moment in near physicality before you continue on independently again with the rest of your lives. more likely than not, never seeing each other again on the material plane.
but while your time together was brief, there was still a connection. an open hand extended from the driver’s side (or passenger side window if you’ve got yourself a girl), digits, and lenses, reaching out into the whipping wind and aerated, particulate matter of the american highway in an attempt to empathize.
what act can be more brave, or antithetical to the normalized hatred and alienation of our contemporary time, than that of radical understanding.
emotional and physical intimacy, the rust that breaks the chains of fear and distrust.
man and machine and machine and man.
this is the mantra of what we do, and why we continue to do so.
donald trump, you’ll have to KILL ME to stop me from posting on instagram dot com, and even then I’ll be flickin from beyond the veil.
-pwatch
heya platers
happy mother’s day! it’s a lovely sunday with which to thank your mom for your existence, so be sure to take advantage. with some flowers probably, and hopefully something more than a folded sheet of printer paper for a card.
its quite unique really, that by some cosmic flash immemorial, (and a second one as long ago as you are old), we’re all alive here on instagram dot com at the same time. mother’s day reminds us that if there’s one thing we all have in common, its that we have people in our life; and that might just be all we need. that, and a sufficient zoom for crystal-clear high-speed plateflickery. otherwise I couldn’t have made this post. just being sincere.
but thanks a lot everyone for sticking around, and shout out to all the moms out there, platewatchers or not.
you know where to find me
-platewatch
i love my mom!🫶
heya platers
been feeling mighty grateful for the community this week, and for the true breadth and potential of our confederated alliance of plateconstituents. so thanks all for sending in those vanities, for showing off to your friends, and for spreading the automotive-message soul by soul.
though our numbers may be few in the context of the internet of things, our local impact is wide, and our objective is undoubtedly pure.
together with you, platewatch stands for the spiritual remediation of the american imperial core. a do-it-yourself guide, and a conscientious exercise in the practice of radical empathy.
imagine in your mind an instagram page, one that only posts license plates; and through its wholly interpretive message, brings about a pathway to the discovery of inner truth you and I might initially consider synonymous with that of mainstream religious ecstasy.
connecting people across vast distances, over great forests and oceans. channeling a uniquely modern expression of a traditional, (though albeit niche) vanityplatewatching hobby; one part of an equally expansive national culture spinning around on a big old ball full of other ones all just like that.
in summary, platewatch, given your willing meditation, can become the crystallization of the chimeric catalyst of truth and will that has always been within you. maybe more.
i say that with confidence because in the short time since we’ve started this project, the most important lesson we’ve learned together is that invested within the frame of every individual plateflick is an untapped reservoir of understanding into your fellow man.
and guess what twerp. fortunately for you, such myriad truths are easily unlocked for yourself through engagement on my instagram posts and frequent purchases of dropshipped merchandise from my etsy webstore.
link in bio
minus the cashgrab, may the platewatchery that which you bring into the world; come from your soul like a twice-tied thread of anchor to a stranger, rigid in opposition to the veil, bravely reaching into a brighter world with an outstretched hand.
platewatch grindset/mindset = on-mode
heya platers, it’s a pleasant sunday evening out there.
I ought to let you all know that platewatch is currently expanding very quickly, (and perhaps too quickly to keep up the pace with all your fantastic submissions). to be honest, this most recent tide of community contributed plateflickery has necessitated a rather large change in how we do things here at platewatch; all part of the broader mission in the maximization (and distribution!) of the spiritual, emotional, and intellectual value generated from the vast plateflickery of our broader american plateconstituency empire. (pssst… that’s you guys, keep it up!)
I mean, I can’t just let these bangers go to waste, you guys are working much too hard and having way too good of a time out there for me to not meet you halfway. I think we’ve got a good thing going here.
ping ping ping ping go my texts, dms, messages and rapid communications of the digital sort.
ah yes a vanity plate. mmmm, good one.
I admit that I often wonder these days, what truths are left unrevealed within a plate submitted but never posted, one left muted and dormant. a moment, and a metal sheet seen only by two, lying wasting amongst volumes and volumes of other pseudo-anonymous automobiles in the reams of my camera roll. waiting to be found, or never lost to begin with?
honestly, how many plates do I see in a day now, taken from all over the country. does the flick gone unposted weigh more with contemplatance in the delicate, weathered hands of the plateenjoyer who found it? what whispers leak from the intimacy of a plate never shared?
for each driver is a galaxy and each plate a universe, but each post, perhaps something disproportionately smaller. because after all, maybe the bigger picture was never platewatch, or even the spread of plateflickery itself, but rather an open invitation in the reconnection of your inland empire.
thoughts, memories, and dreams in waking life.
heavy drapery lines the walls of the inner theatre of perception. where plateflickery exists as a transcription of the physical realm, laying winding stones ontowards the sanctum of astringed thought.
chicken nugget balls + lit function
bye for now,
pwatch
Song: Frog - You Know I'm Down
howdy platers!
there’s something in the air these days. a muted, spreading consciousness that envelops us in everything we do and everything we say. i think you can feel it too. something ticking and turning for the better against overwhelming odds, and I think we might be the ones powering the machine.
and look i know its february already but 2025! year of love! this is the year! this is it!
i know it is because it has to be. so plot your next actions with this in mind. love and be loved. dance like the hills are on fire. leave it all on the table.
why waste time??? we only have so many days left!
hold onto something fragile at the end of everything, and be sure to tightly cup your hands to catch it all.
the future we knew would arrive has come, and sits before us now as the present.
waste no further moment. 🏀⬆️🔝
fuck em up, platenation.
Song: Frog - JUST USE YR HIPS VAR. VI
Heya platers, happy saturday.
Hope you’re getting in your necessary time for mindful interstate transversal; living for the experience and the hallowed byproduct that results. The subtle work of proficient plateflickery, and the internal bounty to be uncovered from a devoted inquisitor. Each man a great ocean, and each plate a compass.
We live in extraordinary times in these united states, and it means something special to derive a valuable lesson from the meniality of the moments between our incredibly fast paced lives. Moments we wouldn’t think would otherwise matter. Time between time.
This is where the true lessons are to be found, and where practiced doctrine replaces the conscious mind. The open road creates mental absence and invokes repetition of internalized mantra. The malleability of mind and mechanism. This is the environment in which we excel. Platewatchers, unlike that of the general public, are spiritual knowers, and practitioners of a righteous cause.
It is in this moment, surrounded by the hum of the road, whipping past the speeding metallic hulks of your fellow community members, that YOU. WILL. WATCH, and the stars will surely guide your lens. May the crackling energy and the ringing call of platewatchery fill your skull and motivate your action for vanity plate appreciation. You have a job to do, and so do I. We need each other. And I need you to do this.
Platenation, we are taking over this country, and with your help, we’ll do it fast. We’ll spread our message far and wide until every American can call themselves a platewatcher, and they will see the world as we do. For the value we all bring to the human experience, we bestow upon this fractured world, peace, prosperity, connection, and love.
The whole shebang. In 7 character increments.
Platewatch 4 justice, platewatch for the earth, platewatch for a new world in the image of life.
Until then, we flick.
Song: Greydon Square - Cosmic Harvest
howdy platers
this whole situation is real fucked up isnt it?
i honestly dont even know what to say.
everything happening within this fragile nation is all just so deeply wrong, and all so wholly precedented within the lifetimes of our oldest generations alive today.
the divine arithmetic that makes up our universe loves all things that move in cycles.
stars, orbits, wavelengths, ambient cosmic radiation, and lonely homeworlds.
starting from the great implosion and coalescing over eons, the natural math of creation formed a careful web of interconnected, closed systems that drive the motion of what we call fate here on the great blue marble.
through careful study and several technological revolutions, we’ve learned to break down the mathematical exactitudes of the cycles of the natural world, with the hopes of one day understanding our place within its shining lights.
alas, if time goes on forever, then a recurring cycle is the only possibility for any coming future.
fortunately humanity holds the faculties and power to break such cycles, we were born with it, and it was inherited within us as stewards of the earth, winners of the evolutionary lottery.
we are creators just like the great cosmic math, because we are all made up of the residual dust from the first moment there ever was. at the very beginning of course.
do you guys remember? when we were all the mass of the universe together?compressed so tightly into an infinitesimally small point in a frigid void of nothing that we might as well have been the same?
i remember. we were holding hands.
and now we’re back together again.
platewatch as something between reality and cyberspace.
the open american road and its vanityenjoying constituents.
a group of wanderers searching for something to keep us going.
i think we’ve found it, and its right here.
i think its always been.
platewatch
January 27, 2025 [ CHILLER - POWRNAP - HRCHATA ]
Song: Karate - Sever
heya platers
hope this one finds you well, it’ll be a short post, after all it’s quite late.
I’m keeping this under 250 words, as part of my experimentation for the future. not every platecaption needs to be a lesson in endurance, and oftentimes i wonder if they need to mean anything at all.
here’s an anecdote worth mentioning before we start, I actually already had something very nice written down earlier this morning about all that we’re used to here at platewatch, but by some strange twist of digital fate, my prior message was plucked and deleted from the black box that makes up my digital typewriter. poof! gone.
sometimes i tire of attempting to derive personal meaning and knowledge from such banal trivialities. It gets too easy to drag myself down when i suffer from something i could have easily avoided with invested effort.
maybe not everything is a lesson, and maybe not every misfortune holds such a gleaming, hidden truth.
I hope the energy-guzzling, carbon-caked, writhing and sucking heart of Meta’s digital conglomerate can feel the existential threat that our movement brandishes against it. may its subterranean memetic poison distributor understand some day what it feels like to be torn down brick by brick, byte by byte.
platewatch like a city on a hill, or a quiet enclave in a twisting maelstrom of digital strife. I pray you find your peace here online, within a community of your own engineering. this is yours as much as mine.
-platewatch
January 25, 2025 [ ILVELAS - SAVEBEE - HEART4U ]
Song: Jim Snidero - Search for Peace
heya plate nation
thanks for all the support you continue to provide to me and this silly plateproject. this movement is yours as much as mine, and I know you feel the swelling energy as well. memetic, culturally and interpersonally. something major is coming, and i want you here for it. you mean a lot to me🫶
in times of uncertainty in my life, and when faced with a choice where i struggle to pick the right path, i often look to the wisdom of plateflickery and the unflinching mechanisms of natural law to guide me towards the new day.
call it a lack of trust in my own judgement, or maybe something more academic, generalized anxiety.
one thing ive learned over the duration of my fleetingly short existence is that every diverging path, (much like that of the american superhighway infrastructure network), leads to a different experience and lifestyle, mutually exclusive with other roads, lanes or neighborly commuters. in some ways this is liberating, and in others, stifling
the truth is that before coming up that on-ramp, merging onto something new, or taking a convenient exit, we don’t know exactly what we’ll find along the path, or what’s at the end of it. traffic? clear roads? potholes? a funny plate? or a pileup?
sure, we might have a general idea of where we’re going beforehand, otherwise nobody would be able to get anywhere at all. there are systems and ambient wisdom in place to make these choices a little bit easier upon us
710 to long beach, yeah ok sure sounds like im going to long beach, but who will I meet along the way, what will i encounter, and how will i grow to fit this new experience within myself.
is there room left on that road for someone like me? is it truly what i want?
these are turbulent times, and in such dire circumstances regarding our own uncertainty of the future, it makes sense from a survival perspective to grab tight to the people you love and to hold on until either 1 the storm passes or 2 the world ends
but if everyone is rocking back and forth, hugging their legs, who’s going to drive this goddam car down the highway!
that would be you brave plater
trust yourself, you are more capable than you realize
-platewatch
Song: Matt Maltese - madhouse
heya platenation
thus begins the first day of many, in a stretch of many days to come
its a big monday today! and it feels sickly familiar to see reality tv running on every cable channel again. just like it used to be.
it feels like back when i was 15 and thought the american experiment was wholly normal, democratic, or precedented.
or something like that.
i dont pretend to know what’s going to happen for the next coming while, but i’d like to think that while some things will certainly change, many more will probably stay the same.
the history of our lands are rich, and the parts of who we have become may be inseparable from the fabric of the nation we have woven. the stretching sinew of america
the flag is stained, but can it be laundered?
this year, take pictures of vanity license plates and send them to me. when possible.
but also, and more importantly, have some meaningful resolutions. become ungovernable. rake clay from the earth and build something in the avatar of your imagination. speak death to doomerism and breath to intentionality.
who gives a HOT fuck anymore
its the end of the world, lets throw down like the hills are on fire,
and if it isnt the end, then it isnt!
keep going guy, i’ve got your back🙌
Song: Grover Washington, Jr. - Winelight
salutations plate nation!🔮🎉
heres a few lovely plates from this past week, plus some flicks of america’s #1 platers spreading their memetic influence in the city of angel’s most cosmopolitan and exclusive clubs and outlets. yk it already
but thats not even to mention the breaking waves of unadulterated swag rolling of my platewatching compatriots’ crown chakras, flickering sahasrara energies lighting up the interior of a sweltering silverlake venue better than any contemporary high-end light fixture might. the power of foreign-manufactured dropshipping apparel. 🙌
im certainly no expert, but it feels like platewatch merch adornment might just be the quickest way to fashion nirvana still available for those of us left behind by the rapture. jesus christ definitely would have worn a trucker hat, but a platewatch variety? still deliberating but lmk your thoughts.
getting back on track, i sincerely hope this platepost finds you well, in a professional tone, of course. today, may you be surrounded by minimal drama and quaint circumstance as you begin this cycle’s mindful motions and meditative mantras.
i mean ill come out and be the first to say it, its already a good morning, im about to go eat ribs and watch football! 😎🎉
on a related note, our first quarter memetic revenue projections for platewatch incorporated are looking very promising! and its all thanks to our stakeholders and plateinvestors. i truly couldnt ask for a better team.
moving forward, all i ask is that you guys maintain the good effort and plateproficiency. get out there and keep spreading the method, share it with friends, coworkers, patients, and find your own internal value from the subtle act of plateflickery.
everybody needs a hobby so they say, and i dont think there’s any better than this
so see you guys around! and keep at it!
special thanks to my friends for supporting the project and posing lovely-like for the brand. i am grateful for all of u out there.
much love 🫶
Song: The Wisconaut - Can't Kill A Cowboy
a message to all angelinos, near and far
there’s nothing to be said that can ease the collective pain and anxiety that racks this great basin and beyond tonight. here in the city of angels and automobiles, we are aching for our neighbors, loved ones, and members of the community who have lost their homes and memories, and some, even their lives.
after decades of destruction and pillaging upon our shared home, mother earth has finally raised her hand, and reminded us of our place and precarious balance enveloped within a rapidly changing biosphere.
i made this platepost to remind us all that this coming year will be filled with piercing moments of dread just like these ones, though not many more will be as pressing or urgent. you must be brave.
crisis will come to us in all walks of life and all manner of nature, and it will bring us great fear. but we are a resilient people. not quite children of the land as those who once stewarded it, but ready disciples of ecological humility. traitors of the status quo. social creatures of shared self-interest and a unique capacity for imagining, and building incredible things, together.
i say this because the civilian response i saw across the city in its most dire moments was nothing short of inspirational, and deeply moving. i knew that LA had cohesive mutual aid networks, but the scale of mobilization, and the ways in which we opened our homes and amenities to one another in such extreme circumstances seemed to me, representative of our capacity for a new way of living that may be incompatible with our present, value-oriented, extractive paradigm.
this means something. the marker of a new beginning. a page that cannot be unturned.
we will live to see it through, for we are the inheritors of the earth.
be safe and vigilant los angeles, you are destined for great things. and a new day.
Song: Junker - On The Run
whats up plate nation
hope everyone is doing alright 2day, thought id drop 3 nice little flicks for your memetic diet and emotional restitution. nothing like a good platepost to shake up the sucking monotony of our favorite depraved social media platform.
as always, I deeply appreciate the support from everyone out there swirling around the vanityplatesphere, growing every day online and off. your dedication and incorporation of the mantra of platewatchery into your life and others may just be the quickest path to enlightenment still available to us. at least to those those taking shaky breaths on the eve of apocalypse without a glass of champagne
to be frank, sometimes it feels like there isnt much more to be said that hasnt already been explored before. the human condition thoroughly exposed through literature over centuries and millennia. though, many would say that the eternal wisdom of the classics doesnt always last through to the present, considering the circumstances of our lives that is.
unless it does of course, last to the present, irregardless of technological advancement. that even when surrounded by the profoundly unique, and maximalist lived experience of modernity, the conditions of greed, fear, hope and hubris, are molded from the same unflinching clay that constitutes the theories of nature and math, baked into law in the hot kiln of change and strife. immutable from humanity itself. making us no separate from the historical cycles of which we study.
although it is important to remember, we are the hopes and ambitions of our ancestors given form, the walking manifestation of their struggles to survive, and their dreams for a brighter future. today we still hold them within us, but you alone can guide their hand, their spirits guiding your next actions with providence and divine intuition. hand over hand, minds melded in unity
so whatll it be everybody
(spongebob movie voice)
ketchup! eur mustard!
Song: Microwave - but not often,
hey platers
lots of great plates out there in this wild world! many to flick and so many more to understand. both objectives we can only achieve when we learn to rely upon each other, just as we have for hundreds of thousands of years of the human experience. from the dawn of agriculture, to the advent of the 6 lane interstate highway.
by sheer practicality, we can’t possibly hope to flick every vanity on our lonesome, hence we rely upon the collective strength of our found (and intentionally constructed) community. thus is the philosophy and mantra of meditative platewatchery.
oftentimes it feels like the most tricky part of this whole pwatchin’ thing is internalization of the lessons of the road for application during moments most mundane. it’s the passing seconds between our strongest memories, the fast food drive-thru queues, grocery store wildlife solicitors, neighborly gossip, or the silent negotiations for a recently vacated strip mall parking space that give us, and our coagulated society, foundation.
through the idealism of platewatching, these circumstances are all just tinted lenses into the deeply romantic bespoiling of the american project. every individual a universe, and every moment a story. the binding mechanisms of our interactions between one another.
strangers one moment, clan-members the next. a found family of plateenjoyers with hearts tied together in motor oil and twisting twine.
truly, which is more powerful, the beauty of what we already posses, or the promise of what is to come?
america will survive, and with it, its people shall grow and mold themselves into a shining sky, tiny sparks of distant stars, forming great constellations of meaning and prose. on the open prairie, and the winding highway, linked as brotherly twins. nature and man, hand in hand.
🇺🇸🪩🫶see u guys around thanks for sticking with it. pwatch 4ever
Song: besphrenz - better off alone
heya platers
nice little haul this week! ive got so many plates coming in i might as well take my time with theming them.
i love it when a good platepost mixes together the scattered messages of the open road into something just about coherent without the context.
three different drivers, three different vanities, one dissected human experience.
the american flag like a belly-up frog on a cold metal dish
you guys are getting real good at finding the words and phrases that matter out there on the prairie. it seems to me that overtime, platers really refine their vision and craft, aiming for only the highest quality of vanity. the honed skill of making a mundane moment into something meaningful, sounds to me like living!
so keep living then! and stick around. theres more good coming to our collective futures than just some banger plateposts (though of course that’s never guaranteed)
(also shoutout to the new members of the community keep it up you’ll be pros just yet)
see u guys at band class tmw🇺🇸🫶🪩
Song: Alice Phoebe Lou - Only When I
welcome platers, take a seat if youve got the time, kick back and unwind a little, bc life moves fast
feeling grateful for the community today and for living proof that collective action is possible to build something bright, even if just vanity license plate catalogue.
for that of course, i owe everything to the community, for their tireless support and fervent engagement in a steady increase of palpable memetic strength and influence.
together, with the power of platewatching and the truths/lessons adopted within, we will form relevant change in the struggle of our future. just as our mothers, grandfathers and ancestors before us did. history is truly a beautiful thing to behold, and today we hold the pen of the next human age with held breath and twitching fingers. hovering over pages and keyboards, trackpads and levers
but our role will be larger than we think now, and i know that because week after week our cherished platecommunity logs in to the brutal circumstances of western post-modern life, the dripping tentacles of corporate technocapital, foreign national misinformation campaigns, and crushing waves of climate and future apathy. they log in again and again for the simple act of enjoying silly vanities, and to share + delight in a hobby with value only to us. that has to count for something.
thats bc in our cities made of steel, imported sand and concrete, most of us are living it much worse than we should, given the unprecedented levels of wealth, resource abundance and amenities that surround us. whether online, at the store, on campus, in the office, and even in our own living rooms. weighted rhetoric drips through thatch and cracks in shingle above our heads.
(monday night football godbless you but you’re killing me softly)
week after week, we exercise our agency and intention to contribute to something bigger than ourselves, bigger than our jobs, and bigger than our own fleetingly short lives.
our craft is honed through time and curation, as we form something new together that we all touched and molded with our own fingers. a beautiful tapestry or vase, pot or painting.
maybe an just an island in a sea of digital rage
-pw
Song: The Bee Gees - How Deep Is Your Love
whatzittoya plate nation
as always, I'd like to start with a major thanks to the community we've founded, cultivated and watched grow to extraordinary heights (coming up on 2 years!) in what is blossomming into something much broader and much more significant than I think any one of us originally intended.
here at @plate_watch, it is our allegiance to the ultimate, eternal mantra of vanity catalog that brings us all together, platers and flickers of different creeds and lore. coalesced through divine providence and collaborative destiny. though some of us are divided by vast distances across the material realm, the living magic of the information superhighway (granted to us by the military industrial complex of a prior american age, shout out😎), has granted us a generational opportunity that we cannot afford to squander. with the power we hold together, our clasped hands have pulled an ancient blade from twitching rock, and invigorated us to conquer in a quest to heal this fractured land.
but the sharp blade of digital content cuts our own hands just the same as it cuts the locks of tyranny, a dripping, serrated edge of apathy and circumstantial nihilism derivative of the present proliferation of content trash.
to me at least, it feels that when enveloped in the suffocating circumstance of our contemporary cultural backslide, health and happiness are to be found in the stability of unflinching minutia. here in the city, this comes in the community and connection we find in closet-sized spice markets, stranger-induced elevator intimacy, and dollar pizza by the slice.
in case you were wondering, I'm currently broadcasting platerhetoric from the eternal hub of consumer identity, the great pumping economic heart of turtle island, uhhhhh.. (checks notes).. new amersterdam
much to see and much more to smell
there's quite a bit more that could be said ab such a settlement that would all fit wonderfully within a platecaption, but I think we're about to hit the word limit and I still need to go out and get a bagel with egg and cheese somewhere in the towering sprawl
keep fighting plate warriors, our trials are just beginning, and we'll meet them at the gates
Song: Durand Jones & The Indications - Love Will Work It Out
history is immutable, and history tells us that love conquers all, even the most vile contempt and the most clenching of fear
but that same love within us all is never passive, it yearns to breathe free. it pulls at its rusted chains with ever-determination, for it knows it is pre-destined for more than just confinement, but for divine prospect.
because what we oftentimes forget when enveloped in terrifying times is that love is a burning, all-consuming thing that wails and writhes deep in the heart and in the mind. it is a driver of decisive action and an anchor of unflinching hope.
for all the fear we hold in our present future remember this: the human condition will never change so dramatically that our grandmother’s stories will hold no reverence.
Her life is your life, her memories are your future, and her tears fall heavy from your own shining eyes.
tomorrow we’ll wake and nothing will feel much different. the wind will blow, the leaves will shake, and the sun will rise again on a new day, one of untapped potential.
but something is different. something has ticked over within the beating chest of all of us.
let this moment be a flashpoint in the abolition of our contemporary apathy. from today on, there will be no more wasted days in the fight for our shared future.
fascism, authoritarianism, fear and division will NOT rule this united states. we’ve been through too much, and the people suffered too strongly for this chapter of our history to turn its page in a single night.
as these weeks turn to months and months to years, remember to hold tight and to love one another. channel your rage and anxiety into connection and collaboration. for in this new world we find ourselves in, survival is paramount because
living is the ultimate resistance
god bless you all, and have strength.
tomorrow i’ll be here and so will you,
and that just might be enough
🌱🇺🇸🫶
Song: Mt. Joy - Let Loose
hail and well met plate crusaders.
over this past week my compatriot and I have been traversing these golden highways of lore with contemporary expediency and comfort. those before us took this historic road upon the backs of great beasts, free-running children of the land, made shackled by anthropogenic innovation and competitive necessity.
at such speed bestowed upon us by the modern era’s indomitable automobile, the sliding view of the mountains and desert gravel meld together into a throbbing homogenous maroon shade of earth and soul. the master hue coagulated of all that is alive and that which is not.
turns out that deep within the arid badlands, ancient rainforest trees were compressed over hundreds of millions years into scintillating stone, refracting the rays of our great star in perfect mathematical harmony. over time (and several hundred of feet of accumulated sediment), crystal networks replaced the organic cells one by one, transforming a once living avatar of god into an encasement of jewelery.
i wonder, does the soul of this tree yet remain within its dazzling trunk?
does the viscous soul of the ancient velociraptor still slosh and splash within my fuel tank? honestly who cares
“the man” keeps telling us that logging out is good for the brain and for the heart. personally idgaf it feels like real life is basically twitter now anyways and when i’m online at least i can click to block moronic attack ads i disagree with
eat shit tech billionaires and all u e/acc chumps i’ll see you in the mf sand pit i got a weighted net and a three-pronged spear for your unpatriotic treasonous ass
be safe everybody see u guys after the season finale closes up, here’s hoping it doesnt become a multi-month deal so we can all just try to move on with our lives with some kind of mutual decency and respect.
mobile plate hub logging out again (for a little)
Song: Asian Glow - circumstances telling me who i am
whats good platers
hope everyone has been doing well even in my absence, though it seems that the tide of submissions have not waned in the slightest, and for that i am grateful. contributors in every corner of this fair nation, and even abroad. spread thinly and and yet, concentrated in some of america’s greatest cities, flicking and picking and notating our lives by the moments between, the commutes, the jaunts betwixt. these concrete labyrinths and residencies are testaments to the cultural power of the automobile, its unshakeable influence upon our daily lives, and the amenities we can no longer bear to live without.
the information age has brought us unprecedented levels of comfort and dutifully earned complacency. it truly wasnt that long ago (by geologic time at least) that we were chasing gazelle on the savannah with handheld rocks, jogging after them for an entire day and then carrying it back to the clan. our ancestors truly GRINDED to bring about the era of living simplicity and food security, but instead we got something different than they hoped for. cell carrier customer service lines, same-day shipping, build-your-own mexican rice bowls serviced by drone, industrialized allergy medication, giant refrigerators filled with imported beer, 20$ full gram hybrid carts, uber for my hot chicken wrapped in two layers of ecologically impervious plastic wrap.
but suspended above our homes by towering pillars, the freeways of this wicked nation rake through the sky and earth like jagged nails.
the beautiful american expanse, the great plains, the twin rivers and twitching valleys, upgraded to their penultimate form, asphalt. do we all truly believe that this is still the undisputed technological endpoint of human transportation? is there nowhere left to run?
as according to Fukuyama, at the end of history, time unfortunately ticks onwards, and new pages are glued into the concluding story of humanity every day. just as each platedrop comes to us like manna atop the sand, the moment of its flickage long-gone and ephemeral. our work together, can preserve such a moment, and revive it into a lesson for others. there is no softer fate for rhetoric.
-pwath
Song: Jesse Welles - That Can't Be Right
whats good platers
s3riously some banger plates this week so as always, thank you all for your continued contributions, thoughts, compassion, dedication and synchronized anxiety.
there's truly nothing i'd rather be doing with my life than sitting here on this little log by the rushing river (meta calls this a 'content stream') and showing you my weathered album full a' flicks and giggles galore.
im out here hustling on that digital footprint as per usual. when everything you make is carved upon cyberstone tablets, it's in your best interest to do your finest work whenever time you can
after all, we wouldn't want those future data archeologists to be bored by a lackluster archive! I want those irradiated freaks laughing and kicking their feet in their bunkers and whatnot
platewatch. instagram. beeps, bops, and individual bytes, etched in binary. on each server farm and keyboard stroke, touchpad and lockscreen
I hope that through this account and through the community we've formed here in the maw of a truly wicked social media hellscape, those same irradiated freaks might just see and understand how filled with love each of us who interact here on instagram truly are, we are children of stars and our social media posts children of light and mathematics. I hope this truth won't be forgotten, when the sky finally grows too dense and heavy with carbon for the once enduring, and immortal Altas to hold.
yeah whatever chronically online doomerist didn't you see those rich, tech/crypto bro guys on twitter with that e/acc stuff in their bio said that at the technological singularity within our lifetime, AI will reach a tipping point of self-improving algorithmic, logistical and mathematical intelligence. and by then, Halo 3's Cortana should be able to wield the power of the planet's means of economic and material production, executing it's plan to geoenginner us back to the Holocene.
a nice and pleasant 280 CO2 ppm, through simple chatbot inquiry.
or maybe art and music will save us. but after all, our parent's generation couldn't imagine hard enough.
they couldn't outrun time.
chivalry and the free-love movement are DEAD,
WE REMAIN!
PLATEWATCH4LYFE
Song: Jesse Welles - Fear Is The Mind Killer
hey everybody platewatch here
i’d thank you all again for your submissions but u guys know your own worth and value to the great plateproject, priceless. 💸 there’s nothing more that can be said for my gratitude towards this community that you don’t already know, flicks and stones, plates and bones
another wednesday and we keep posting, the wheels keep spinning and the sun blazes hotter still. its clear that nothing can step between us and our divine providence + mission.
we’ll still be plateposting when the birds drop from the sky like stones, the trees twitch from crackling embers and the moon cries out in pain from thermonuclear payload
grateful as always for this life we all live together hand in hand. even more so grateful knowing that youd all be there twist my wrist if need be. to draw my blood through fissured skin, like glacial moulins of rushing rivers. we all need a little pain sometimes to teach us what joy cannot.
platewatching is a great teacher in the practices of meditation, patience, consciousness, and decisive action. these are lessons our contributors are already well aware of, and each somewhere on the path towards their eventual destination, just over the horizon.
thanks all for everything you do to keep our little experiment going, more to come and more to flick as usual
until next time
platewatch
Song: Julie - catalogue
what's good platers
hope everyone is having a nice time making their way through the week. I've been keeping my sinus'es above sea level as of late, with my four wheels in close contact with the bristling asphalt of the 101.
can't pray for more than what youve got yk
ive actually been watching quite a few video essays lately about American linguistics and californian dialects did u guys know that they don't say "the" before highway numbers literally anywhere else in the united states? nice little way to out yourself to any potential employers that you are sunbaked, unreliable and from the burning basin. It's probably something important to keep in mind if you plan on entering an industry of applied imagination, like hedge fund management, digital adspace appraisal, or air-to-surface missile manufactories
california's fire season wanes, and the awakening fall is young but already carved and charred, for the life of socal lifts away with the smoke of our flaming brush. the only indications from such a distance being a soft golden glow, like the candles of a birthday cake in the other room. or maybe from the midst of the blaze, the glow of the city to the west probably looks much the same, in mirror
further from the halo'ed forests of the east and in the bubbling foothills of la's industrial graveyard, the drills dig deeper and the city sinks into its swelling cavity. like a tomb for the great city of angels, buried by upwelling tar, chaff and bramble
tootles plateaffiliates, see you for another post another time
Song: Cayetana - Dirty Laundry
hey platers good to see u all again ive been basking in the sun and commuting in equal measure for the past few days so to be frank ive been off schedule
nevertheless got a few bangers here as always yk it
due to the evidence that i cannot tag him in this first image, i have to believe that luke has moved on from the great rot that is instagram for greener pastures. so congrats man, and i think there is something poetic to submit a plate for a post you’d never see. something something old men plant trees
and yes u guys are sending me flicks on all avenues but sometimes it gets a little difficult to keep them all in track and with the right tags and whatnot but we do our best here at platehq i never said this operation was a bureaucratic masterclass u guys get what u get
also not every caption is going to be a life altering piece of literature bc tbh these days i need all the neurological processing power i can get or im going to spin out on the 101 and flip end over end until i explode in a gas-fueled plume
kk see u guys later 🚗🔥
Song: Alex G - Animals
what's good platers happy tuesday hope everyone is having a good time hanging out spinning around and whatnot
I'm at the einstein bagel ignorant asf rn awaiting my double egg chorizo sunrise bagel sandwich I mean is there really any higher echelon of human survival.
what a waste the rest of my grey matter serves if it isn't in the purpose of skateboarding to bagel store (balance, sight, motor function, premeditation, anxiety) or eating my bagel (taste, touch, serotonin) all worthless evolutionary developments of the mind include anything arithmetic related, (there is only one bagel), anything navigation related (it's down the street) and anything related to forming community with other human beings (my bagel)
ty for the plate submissions as always, and keep up the momentum plater naters very grateful and everyone is doing a great job out there✌️
Song: Anita Velveeta - Nothing Without You
there is more posting to be done. keep those gears turning keep those motors running and those shutters flashing everybody platewatch is rising in leaps and bounds as has been foretold in ancient corporate stone
the shaking you all feel in your bones and in your homes is the broader ambition at work, synergized with my channeled chi energy
i know u all feel it beneath the earth there is something much deeper, detached, forgotten and ancient to be dredged from digital proclivities like these. time ticks on and the catalog only grows. with each passing day, with each additional follower, with every computerized heart, comment, share, tag and mention, our movement swells in influence. for a plater once, is a plater forever, this we all know.
in the same way the french could not take the wild out of the boy, we today cannot detach the consumer automobile from the wet sloughing heart of the contemporary american experiment. viscous like sap and thickened dredge, the arteries of the market run rich with sun-baked blood. today, to purchase a product is to belong to its cultural orbit in reciprocal ownership. to be alive is to search for common experience, and to be american is to be marketed to.
but to affix a 7-character special interest vanity plate to the front and rear of your 2012 toyota camry is to stand tall to the voice of god and call his name to the mountains.
you too, can claim this power for yourself. breathe deep, and let the world hear your voice.