Friday, September 30, 2005
Thursday, September 29, 2005
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
Monday, September 26, 2005
Sunday, September 25, 2005
Michigan Central Interior
This is the inside of the abandoned Michigan Central Railway station in Detroit.
It cost $15 million to build in 1913. It has been vacant since the 80s.
All of the windows of this eighteen story building are broken and the whole thing is surrounded by a razor wire topped fence with a big lock on the gate.
I had only ever seen it from the Windsor side of the river when, one Sunday afternoon Karmen and I found ourselves in South West Detroit. We decided to take a closer look. While rolling by I noticed that the lock on the gate had been cut. Karmen kept the motor running while I ran inside to take a picture. It was super dark in the main lobby and I didn't have my big flash so I took a couple of rushed snap shots and this is the only one that turned out.
Saturday, September 24, 2005
Friday, September 23, 2005
Thursday, September 22, 2005
Wednesday, September 21, 2005
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
Monday, September 19, 2005
Sunday, September 18, 2005
Friday, September 16, 2005
My lint trap
My dryer's lint trap has to be changed after each load of laundry. I used to be able to go a few goes between cleaning the trap. My clothes were well enough warn to hardly give up any of their lint. Less lint equals fewer trap cleanings. Now my lint trap is usually fairly full, reflecting, of course that most of my clothes are no more than a few years old. Unlike college years when they were nearly lintless. Another way to put all that is that my clothes are getting fatter.
Back to my main point: What the hell are Mark McGrath (Sugar Ray) and Fran Dresher (The Nanny) doing hosting Extra (a hollywood "news" show)? When have you seen two simple sounding names with so many different possible spellings? Are you really allowed to put quotation marks within a set of brackets?
Is it worse to be Tyra Banks doing a segment on your own show about whether or not your boobs are real or is it worse to be doing a report on Tyra Banks doing a segment on her own show about whether or not her boobs are real?
What is this fucking world coming to?
What am I coming to? Considering that I'm blogging about all this crap because I just found myself with so little to do that I was watching a cellophane wrapper from a package of snack crackers un-crumple itself after I had crumpled and then I thought: Am I supposed to be eating the individually wrapped snack crackers that I bought to take to work so that I would eat fewer chocolate bars. Like that kid who had acne. Hey, CSI is on.
Thursday, September 15, 2005
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
Monday, September 12, 2005
Sunday, September 11, 2005
And You're Surprised
Four years later, the anniversary of the worst act of terror ever perpetrated against the people of the United States and in the wake of the worst natural disaster their country has ever seen, I'm still struck not by the resilience of the American people but by the unbridled arrogance of the citizens of the richest nation in the world.
What the hell did you think would happen? Build an enormous cock of a building and another one right next door, buildings to house multinationals and companies involved in World Trade. Then you run around the world dominating markets, controlling the peoples and politics of other nations.
And you're surprised...
Some people from one of those countries you've been domineering for your own gain and "security" manage to surgically destroy a major symbol of American superiority. The financial district of the world's most powerful city - symbolically castrated by a few sweaty guys from some god forsaken place, all live and direct on CNN. Ingenious David V. Goliath blow?
And you're surprised...
New Orleans, a city built below sea level, very close to the ocean and in one of the most active bad weather areas on the planet.
And you're surprised...
Maybe just maybe FEMA and the CIA can't foresee and do everything.
Go ahead and rebuild your towers and pump out New Orleans, tell everyone it will all be alright, The Man is still in control, nothing else could ever happen.
A wise nation might have gleaned a valuable lesson from 9/11. - The world is a little too big for one nation to control and not everyone wants or needs to be your friend. Maybe you should try to make friends rather than make people be your friends. The more you try to help and the less you try to take the more you wind up getting.
The United States has a second chance. 9/11 was used as an excuse to further control the world. Fear was bred to justify terrible vengeance. There is no excuse for New Orleans. They knew it was coming and they had plans in place and they couldn't stop bad things from happening. Perhaps the planet has finally succeeded in wrestling the perception of control out of the grip of the American Empire.
Maybe humility will work its way into Uncle Sam's vocabulary.