Today I decided to head out to Randall Park Mall, for a number of reasons. For one, I needed to get a new memory card for the digicam, and the Office Max across the street from the mall is the only place I've seen it. For two, there are two thrift stores in that plaza that I wanted to browse through (picked up "The Offspring - Americana" and a Cleveland version of Monopoly). For three, the Sears in the mall probably sells watches, and Robyn needs a new watch. For four, Robyn just got a couple of Pinkys and started a blog for them, and as one of their adventures she wanted to document their trip to a mall. For five, I've been wanting to take general pictures of the malls in my area for the simple fact that I'm into malls (especially dead malls, which Randall Park nearly ranks as).

So when we got to the mall, I took some outside pictures, and then we headed in and I started taking pictures down the corridors and of things that caught my eye. We posed Robyn's Pinkys in front of various things like the fountain and gumball machines for their blog. We ate lunch in the food court before continuing on with the picture taking. Then "she" arrived.

"She" was a security guard, perhaps the chief of mall security by the variety of silver badges festooned upon her suit. I had just turned around from taking a picture of the Mall Walkers headquarters room because I found it interesting that the mall had something like that, when there she was leaning against the railing with a smug look upon her face. "Excuse me," she chirped in a falsely sweet voice. I was then to be told that taking pictures within the mall was illegal because it was private property. Then I was told to leave.

I complied of course. First off, I had never read up on photographer's rights until after I got home from this mess, so I had no basis with which to argue with her. Only the nagging feeling that there was something severely wrong with being kicked out of a mall for taking pictures! Especially when nothing, not even the code of conduct posted by the door, said that taking pictures was prohibited. I didn't think anything I was doing was wrong, nor can I still see why the mall would feel that they needed to kick me out for it.

So when I got home, I went straight to doing research. After finding out that it is in fact legal to take pictures of anything from any public place or publicly accessible place (including malls), I decided to call up the North Randall police and ask them if the mall security officer was allowed to do what she did. The lady on the line sympathized with me but informed me that as the mall is private property they were allowed to remove me for taking pictures. More research online confirmed that this was the case; if I had refused to leave they could've charged me with trespassing (although not with picture-taking, as it's not a crime.)

So why do you think the mall feels the need to remove people for taking pictures? Is their any way to take pictures within a mall without being afraid that you're going to be kicked out? ..sigh.. I don't understand it.

Wow. After all my criticizing of DeviantART, I joined. Something must be wrong with me. Anywho, I'll be uploading a bunch of old stuff over the next few days. Mostly writings, as I'm actually semi-decent at that. I'd like to be able to draw, but I can't, as the few old fanarts that I'll put up here will attest to.

Brief introduction: Name's Johnathan, but in cyberspace they call me Rail more often. Pronounced like raw eel. Or something. Anywho, I'm a die-hard otaku and gamer, with a love of music on the side. And I'm also into fantasy novels and the like. And horror films. Not sure why. So I'm attending classes at Cuyahoga Community College in Cleveland, because they have a killer Recording Arts program. The degree from which I'll prolly never use, because I'm good like that. Yeah.