Swiss artist Felice Varini painted curved strips onto buildings and streets in the Belgian city of Hasselt to create a picture of overlapping rings when viewed from one vantage point.
Inside the rotating restaurant in the London BT Tower, back in the pre-terrorism days when it was still open to the public. As well as a look at a few other elevated restaurants in Europe.
If you’re a typical American, your first experience of speeding was while strapped into a car seat, and you rode past half a dozen fatal accident scenes before speaking your first complete sentence. A lifetime of exposure has convinced us to normalize, dismiss or ignore most traffic violations, to the point where we routinely exceed the speed limit despite the knowledge that speeding causes more than 30% of all traffic fatalities.
The full article is well worth the read.
Appropriate placement. Spotted on the Rue de la Loi/Wetstraat last night while walking home.
My sister is among the many for whom there have been no remains recovered whatsoever. Vaporized. So there’s no grave to visit, there never will be. Just this theatrically lit Ikea warehouse behind a panel of glass.
Steve Kandell visits the new 9/11 memorial.
We’re gradually getting you people weeded out from the better jobs at this plant. We’re taking it slow, but we’re doing it. Pretty soon we’ll have it so the only jobs you can get here are the ones no white man would have
In 1959, journalist John Howard Griffin used drugs and sunlamps to darken his skin and then traveled the south posing as a black man
Two very interesting articles fron Newsweek on the current Chernobyl situation:
The place remains a half-opened tinderbox of potential nuclear horrors, and just because much of the world has forgotten about Chernobyl doesn't mean catastrophe won't visit here again.
From the first article.
It’s almost like everyone agreed to play an incredibly dangerous game that, after half a century, suddenly seemed pointless and even boring. When it was over, the players dropped their toys and went home.
I actually have this theory that I’ve never written up: that teenage girls and middle-aged men are the source of the best modern television. They’re both emotionally labile figures going through a period of identity formation. They’re angry and horny and they bridle at the dullness of social conformity. They’re unnerved by the way their bodies are changing. They feel like the world is ending
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