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Sunset on Mars
Five-year-old gypsy boy on New Year’s Eve 2006 in the gypsy community of St. Jacques, Perpignan, Southern France. It is quite common in St. Jacques for little boys to smoke
Hhaing The Yu, 29, holds his face in his hand as rain falls on the decimated remains of his home near Myanmar’s capital of Yangon (Rangoon). In May 2008, cyclone Nargis struck southern Myanmar, leaving millions homeless and claiming more than 100,000 lives
A dog named “Leao” sits for a second consecutive day at the grave of her owner, who died in the disastrous landslides near Rio de Janiero in 2011.
“Wait For Me Daddy,” by Claude P. Dettloff in New Westminster, Canada, October 1, 1940
An old WW2 Russian tank veteran finally found the old tank in which he passed through the entire war – standing in a small Russian town as a monument
Flower power
A woman sits amidst the wreckage caused by a massive earthquake and ensuing tsunam, in Natori, northern Japan, in March 2011
The Graves of a Catholic woman and her Protestant husband, Holland, 1888
Greg Cook hugs his dog Coco after finding her inside his destroyed home in Alabama following the Tornado in March, 2012
A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words
Starving boy and missionary
Inside an Auschwitz gas chamber
Heart surgeon after 23-hour-long (successful) heart transplant. His assistant is sleeping in the corner.
Father and son (1949 vs 2009)
Diego Frazão Torquato, 12 year old Brazilian playing the violin at his teacher’s funeral. The teacher had helped him escape poverty and violence through music
A Russian soldier playing an abandoned piano in Chechnya in 1994
Young man just found out his brother was killed
LOT'S WIFE FINDS COMPANY [via Nina Reznick]
There's a deceptively still body of water in Tanzania with a deadly secret—it turns any animal it touches to stone. The rare phenomenon is caused by the chemical makeup of the lake, but the petrified creatures it leaves behind are straight out of a horror film.
Photographed by Nick Brandt in his new book, Across the Ravaged Land, petrified creatures pepper the area around the lake due to its constant pH of 9 to 10.5—an extremely basic alkalinity that preserves these creatures for eternity.
KILROY WAS HERE! [via Nina Reznick]
In 1946 the American Transit Association, through its radio program, "Speak to America," sponsored a nationwide contest to find the REAL Kilroy, offering a prize of a real trolley car to the person who could prove himself to be the genuine article.
Almost 40 men stepped forward to make that claim, but only James Kilroy from Halifax, Massachusetts had evidence of his identity.
Kilroy was a 46-year old shipyard worker during the war. He worked as a checker at the Fore River Shipyard in Quincy. His job was to go around and check on the number of rivets completed. Riveters were on piecework and got paid by the rivet.
Kilroy would count a block of rivets and put a check mark in semi-waxed lumber chalk, so the rivets wouldn't be counted twice. When Kilroy went off duty, the riveters would erase the mark.
Later on, an off-shift inspector would come through and count the rivets a second time, resulting in double pay for the riveters.
One day Kilroy's boss called him into his office. The foreman was upset about all the wages being paid to riveters, and asked him to investigate. It was then that he realized what had been going on.
The tight spaces he had to crawl in to check the rivets didn't lend themselves to lugging around a paint can and brush, so Kilroy decided to stick with the waxy chalk. He continued to put his checkmark on each job he inspected, but added KILROY WAS HERE in king-sized letters next to the check, and eventually added the sketch of the chap with the long nose peering over the fence and that became part of the Kilroy message. Once he did that, the riveters stopped trying to wipe away his marks.
Ordinarily the rivets and chalk marks would have been covered up with paint. With war on, however, ships were leaving the Quincy Yard so fast that there wasn't time to paint them.
As a result, Kilroy's inspection "trademark" was seen by thousands of servicemen who boarded the troopships the yard produced. His message apparently rang a bell with the servicemen, because they picked it up and spread it all over Europe and the South Pacific. Before the war's end, "Kilroy" had been here, there, and everywhere on the long haul to Berlin and Tokyo.To the unfortunate troops outbound in those ships, however, he was a complete mystery; all they knew for sure was that some jerk named Kilroy had "been there first." As a joke, U.S. servicemen began placing the graffiti wherever they landed, claiming it was already there when they arrived.
Kilroy became the U.S. super-GI who had always "already been" wherever GIs went. It became a challenge to place the logo in the most unlikely places imaginable (it is said to be atop Mt. Everest, the Statue of Liberty, the underside of the Arch De Triumphe, and even scrawled in the dust on the moon.)
And as the war went on, the legend grew. Underwater demolition teams routinely sneaked ashore on Japanese-held islands in the Pacific to map the terrain for the coming invasions by U.S. troops (and thus, presumably, were the first GI's there). On one occasion, however, they reported seeing enemy troops painting over the Kilroy logo! In 1945, an outhouse was built for the exclusive use of Roosevelt, Stalin, and Churchill at the Potsdam conference.
The first person inside was Stalin, who emerged and asked his aide (in Russian), "Who is Kilroy?" ..
To help prove his authenticity in 1946, James Kilroy brought along officials from the shipyard and some of the riveters. He won the trolley car, which he gave it to his nine children as a Christmas gift and set it up as a playhouse in the Kilroy front yard in Halifax, Massachusetts.
The
Holocaust survivor, mother, teacher and activist reflects on her coping
mechanisms, her ability to find joy, feelings unique to motherhood, her
childhood in Nazi-occupied Warsaw as a Jewish 7 year-old, and the
special bond she forged with her mother, Eugenia Lubowski Krol, as they
fled for their lives. - See more at:
http://mentalpod.com/Kristine-Keese-podcast#sthash.N8qRcV8n.dpuf
The Holocaust survivor, mother, teacher and activist reflects on her coping mechanisms, her ability to find joy, feelings unique to motherhood, her childhood in Nazi-occupied Warsaw as a Jewish 7 year-old, and the special bond she forged with her mother, Eugenia Lubowski Krol, as they fled for their lives.See more at Mentalpod.com
The
Holocaust survivor, mother, teacher and activist reflects on her coping
mechanisms, her ability to find joy, feelings unique to motherhood, her
childhood in Nazi-occupied Warsaw as a Jewish 7 year-old, and the
special bond she forged with her mother, Eugenia Lubowski Krol, as they
fled for their lives. - See more at:
http://mentalpod.com/Kristine-Keese-podcast#sthash.N8qRcV8n.dpuf
NYC Street Artist Paints Mural Of Donald Trump As ‘Giant Pile Of S—‘ [via Nina Reznick]
Hanksy’ Donald Trump mural on Orchard Street. (Credit: Al Jones/1010 WINS)
The artist known as Hanksy has painted a mural of the Republican presidential candidate as a pile of poop with flies circling around him on Orchard Street at Canal Street on the Lower East Side.
“Okay. So I started with the fact that Trump
kinda rhymes with dump. But I think I’m just gonna paint him as a giant pile of s—,” he tweeted earlier this week.
The locals call the mural “Donald Dump.”
The artist known as Hanksy has painted a mural of the Republican presidential candidate as a pile of poop with flies circling around him on Orchard Street at Canal Street on the Lower East Side.
“Okay. So I started with the fact that Trump
kinda rhymes with dump. But I think I’m just gonna paint him as a giant pile of s—,” he tweeted earlier this week.The locals call the mural “Donald Dump.”
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