October 11, 2001

Not So Friendly Sky
Birds teary eye view of lower Manhattan on October 11, 2001



NYT today reports:

As the anniversary of the attacks of Sept. 11, 2001, approaches on Friday, pieces of the World Trade Center rubble from that day have never been more accessible. A new campaign is under way to speed up the process and increase the volume of giving away pieces of steel big and small from the debris.


WHAT EXACTLY ARE WE SUPPOSED TO REMEMBER?



Carnage
Air-bags worked just fine in this disabled vehicle about a block away from ground zero.


Brooklyn Heights Fire Station.
I delivered money for the firemen that my daughter collected selling lemonade in Miami.


Crowd Control
Gawkers gather in solemn silence to get a glimpse at the wreckage of the World Trade Center Towers.


Hymns for the Fallen
Chorus of visitors paying their respects near the site.


Pre-Bail-Out Money Changers
Wall Street workers taking a break from whatever they do.


Keep On Trucking
Big chunk of twisted steel making a quick exit from the hole bound for Fresh Kills Land Fill.



The Healing Power of Street Performance
Swampthing shares a teary smile with a street performer.

WHAT I CAN'T SHOW YOU ON THIS BLOG IS
THE STENCH IN THE AIR AFTER THE ATTACK.
IT SMELLED WORSE THAN THE OFFICIAL STORY.
QUITE FOUL.

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castro incontrovertible

How many revolutions can claim a 50/50 ratio between their best work and the most mundane? Revolutions are not supposed to last 50 years. It's all so revolting.



Painting of my parents in happier days in Camaguey Cuba. My father was killed twenty days after i was born. Soon after, Batista the bastard took off and Castro the commie stumbled out of the hills and sashed into Havana. The tragic blood-bath continues 50 years later.



The Pre-Bearded One
Fiddle Castor's Mug Shot



Melancholonic Mel ponders 50 years of futility for the NewYorkTimes

".... Even among those who support the 46-year-old embargo, like Senator Mel Martinez, a Republican, continued damage to families has become a more prominent concern.

“This is an ongoing tragedy,” said Mr. Martinez, who left Cuba at age 15 and spent four years without his parents. “How many people today are still being separated? How many people in Cuba are making plans to leave?”....

Dear canook Al Godar has the tragic tally. And dear young Joani direct from Havana has the play-by-play.

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Basel Fossil Report

5-ton ready-made courtesy of the swamp.

ABMB 2008 Recaps and Recollections.

With the eighth annual Art and Design Extravaganza coming to a close it has become abundantly apparent that for better or worse we are a people of insatiable sensory needs and desires. The extent of participation on the part of all the parties interested confirms that Miami has become a mecca for art freaks of all persuasion. From the 600 private jets landing in OpaLocka airport to the native art-soldier and grunts eager to cash in on a pittance during the season, every one is scrambling to take in as much as humanly possible. ABMB and all that follows is at the core an orgy of desire for the collective mutual eye-candy only art, design and the people that make it happen deliver each year right here in the swamp.



If a picture tells a thousand words then MiamiArtWeek speaks volumes on the optic nerve of the human need for something extra, the need to find some meaning for our earthly existence.

This thing is bigger than the Boat Show... and the people are allot more interesting.



Swampthing is busy hosting the Bordello Bodega, no time to OD on all the Goings-Ons.

Do find time to read:
Interview with Ambra Medda, co-founder and director of Design Miami/ NOMADpaper

Also from the Dept. of Totally Unrelated.
The Real Bill Ayers Speaks , OpEd newyorktimes.


UPDATE:
Visit the incomparable Buildings n Food for a complete virtual tour of the Arttractions.


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