I originally encountered both of these in print. You get to experience them immediately online — praise the Internet and may God protect it.
Banner from an exhibition at the World Financial Center. Taken May 15, 2010.
That might have been true for him, but I had to read The Outsider by Colin Wilson to find out who I was.
He was lucky.
Just twelve years ago, Henry Ford made an announcement which, for the moment, turned industry upside down and brought workmen by the tens of thousands storming for jobs. His announcement was that thereafter the minimum wage in his industries would be five dollars for a day of eight hours. At that time a good wage was two dollars and a half for a day of ten hours. Now he makes another announcement far more important than the one which then went round the world.
Taken April 30, 2005.
… all of the ebook readers are miserable little pieces of digital hell for ebook developers and designers, especially those who are used to luxuries like fully featured web inspectors and Firebug.
I’ve been waiting for this turkey to drop dead — and now it seems it finally has.
Interead’s crappy Cool-er Reader debuted in a mountain of overblown hype and continued the hype machine for several irritating months.
All of the Net buzz about it was negative — the readers seemed to fall apart within weeks — and its bookstore was a frikkin horror of incompetency. I have never seen anyone with a Cool-er Reader in the wild and never saw anyone state they wanted to buy one over any other device.
Yet the company persisted in stating it had roaring sales, an actual market share, and intended to inflict new models on an innocent world.
I have no idea how the hell it was sustained for so long. I was beginning to wonder if it was secretly a money-laundering operation!
This was published five years ago somewhere online. It so stunned me as an example of English defiance that I copied it to my LifeDrive and have even re-read it from time to time.
This is just too good to disappear, so I preserve it here.
What the fuck do you think you’re doing?
This is London. We’ve dealt with your sort before. You don’t try and pull this on us.
Do you have any idea how many times our city has been attacked? Whatever you’re trying to do, it’s not going to work.
All you’ve done is end some of our lives, and ruin some more. How is that going to help you? You don’t get rewarded for this kind of crap.
And if, as your MO indicates, you’re an al-Qaeda group, then you’re out of your tiny minds.
Because if this is a message to Tony Blair, we’ve got news for you. We don’t much like our government ourselves, or what they do in our name. But, listen very clearly. We’ll deal with that ourselves. We’re London, and we’ve got our own way of doing things, and it doesn’t involve tossing bombs around where innocent people are going about their lives.
And that’s because we’re better than you. Everyone is better than you. Our city works. We rather like it. And we’re going to go about our lives. We’re going to take care of the lives you ruined. And then we’re going to work. And we’re going down the pub.
So you can pack up your bombs, put them in your arseholes, and get the fuck out of our city.
I don’t know who wrote that, but these words should be immortal.