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In 1988, the LA Times Magazine pub­lished a 25-year look ahead to 2013
Renee Solorzano posted in Los Angeles, Technology and Future

See what’s accurate and what’s far off.

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Low - Hey Ya
(Live at Spaceland, February 2004)

This is a recording of Alan Sparhawk from Low singing the popular song Hey Ya by Outkast at the end of a Low show.  He gets embarassed/can’t really hit the high notes about halfway through and stops, but the 2 minutes before that are the most delightful ones you are likely to hear this week.

I spent fifteen years detoxifying this party. It’s been a bit like renovating an old old house, yeah? You can take out a sexist beam here, a callous window there, replace the odd homophobic roof tile, but after a while you realise this renovation is doomed because the foundations are built on what I can only describe as a solid bed of cunts.

Stewart Pearson from The Thick of It (via campsite-jamboree)

fotojournalismus:

Credit : Jean-Matthieu Gautier

Old man near is flooded house, in north Cambodia,

Since September 22, the Banteay Meanchey province suffered heavy rains and water gets coming from Thailand (on the north), causing unprecedented floods in the region.
Hundreds of families have fled from their homes to seek refuge in the hills.

installabreak:

Everybody in this room has bent the rules to get in here, because you don’t get in this room without bending the rules, you don’t get to where you are without bending the rules, that’s the way it is. … Let me tell you this. The whole planet’s leaking, everybody is leaking. You know, everyone’s spewing out their guts onto the internet. Putting up their, their relationship status and photos of their vajazzles. We’ve come to a point where there are people, millions of people, who are quite happy to trade a kidney in order to go onto television. And to show people their knickers, to show people their skidmarks and then complain to OK Magazine about a breach of privacy. The exchange of private information, that is what drives our economy. But you come after me because you can’t arrest a land mass, can you? You can’t cuff a country. You might as well just go and go, you can’t lynch that guy there, can you? But you decide you can sit there, you can judge and you can ogle me like a Page Three girl. You don’t like it? Well, you don’t like yourself. You don’t like your species, and you know what? Neither do I, but how dare you come and lay this at my door. How dare you blame me for this, which is the result of a political class which has given up on morality and simply pursues popularity at all costs. I am you, and you are me. … Ah, I’m finished anyway. You didn’t finish me.

I got a lump in my throat when I watched this.

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