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amidst-the-everyday.com
“Amidst the Everyday,” a project by photographers-artists Aaron Asis and Dan Hawkins, aims to reveal “elements of the unseen urban environment.” You go to places around town, scan QR codes (etched in wood!) at various buildings, and receive images of their hidden treasures. (Above, one of the unoccupied-for-decades upper floors of the Eitel Building at Second and Pike.)
shewalkssoftly.com
via interestingengineering.com
via dailymail.co.uk
kurzweilai.net
from the book 'mail order mysteries' via laughingsquid.com
andraste.com via the smoking gun
Their last and only hope is that they can buy a last election or two, and encode into law, and legislate from the bench into the Constitution, an end to democracy itself.
via theatlanticwire.com
maisonceleste.wordpress.com
A wealthy young white man who refuses to, for one second, consider what it must be like to be a woman, or a minority, or a member of the lower class, or old. A man whose words mean less than nothing.
Let’s admit it, skepticism does have a way to make us feel intellectually superior to others. They are the ones believing in absurd notions like UFOs, ghosts, and the like! We are on the side of science and reason. Except when we aren’t, which ought to at least give us pause and enroll in the nearest hubris-reducing ten-step program.
wikimedia commons
Let’s face it, my fellow futurists.
Outer space is boring. Or rather, being out there would be boring.
No air, no water, nothing to do for light-years.
This is the expression held by German music hall star Marika Rökk (1913-2004) in her big production number “Mir Ist So Langweilig” (“I Am SOOO Bored”). It’s from the 1958 revue film Bühne Frei für Marika (“Stage Free for Marika”).
She portrays an ice princess on some desolate planet, surrounded by a family of male toadies. She langorously sings of yearning for something to do that’s not the same old same old.
She peers out her space telescope, sees happy Earthlings dancing, and immediately sets forth in an amazing gyroscope/spaceship (!).
The ship takes her to a quasi-racist German depiction of an African jungle.
She picks up a (real) snake and dances with it, lying down and spreading her legs (!).
She cavorts for a while with some “natives” and a (real) elephant. (She rubs the bare chest of one of “native” males to see “if the dirt comes off.”)
But even that’s not enough to slake her boredom for long.
(Thanx and a hat tip to Mr. Dante Fontana’s Visual Guidance Ltd.)