A demonstration of the general principle that whenever a building is torn down and a new building put up in its place, the new building is always worse than the building that was torn down.
HT: Never Yet Melted
A demonstration of the general principle that whenever a building is torn down and a new building put up in its place, the new building is always worse than the building that was torn down.
HT: Never Yet Melted
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Who Am I? by Carl Sandburg
My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of
universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I
reach my hands and play with pebbles of
destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs
reading “Keep Off.”
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive
in the universe.
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Take It Where You Find It
Men saw the stars at the edge of the sea
They thought great thoughts about liberty
Poets wrote down words that did fit
Writers wrote books
Thinkers thought about it
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
Many’s the road I have walked upon
Many’s the hour between dusk and dawn
Many’s the time
Many’s the mile
I see it all now
Through the eyes of a child
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
And close your eyes
Leave it all for a while
Leave the world
And your worries behind
You will build on whatever is real
And wake up each day
To a new waking dream
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Change, change come over
Change come over
Talkin’ about a change
Change, change
Change come over, now
Change, change, change come over
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
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Uglifying the present, and the near future.
Cheaper, though.
The video is a short excerpt from the one hour “Why Beauty Matters” by Roger Scruton. A fantastic video, worth every minute.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bHw4MMEnmpc
Indeed. The same thing is happening on our public lands.
Freedom, ruggedness and self-reliance are being replaced with weakness, vulnerability and dependence on government.
Heartbreaking innit?
Speaking of hearts, you know what’s at the heart of this stuff?
It’s really pretty simple, so simple in fact that I overlooked it for a long time.
See, I’ve been involved in some projects like this but most of the time I bail somewhere along the long way cause I just can’t tolerate the mendacity and the spending of stolen money tends to rub me the wrong way.
The bronze plaque.
Say what?
Yep, I’m pretty much convinced it’s the bronze plaque installed permanently in the lobby of these buildings that causes them to happen. It’s a way for the “important people of that time” to live in perpetuity. Their arrogance precludes them and jams itself right into your eyeballz.
Remember, they ain’t spending their money…..
They are spending your money and because of the way the things are financed, they are spending money well into the future, maybe into perpetuity itself.
….thus there is no compunction to spend money well.
Logic and sense of quality have left the building.
(Can anyone look at modern architecture and truthfully claim it is timeless?
Of course not.
Well then, what is it?
Why it must be like everything else now, disposable.)
The people in charge of these large scale processes, no matter how many “specialists/consultants” they hire because that bronze plaque is the golden ring. Everyone wants their name on it and nothing else matters.
And the breathtaking amount of ass kissing.
Did I mention that part?
You know whats worse than ass kissing and brown nosing?
The expectation of the same.
It’s a shocking thing to behold, even more so when the expector is a supposed prominent long term participant in the community. To see that look in her eyes is something you’ll never forget. Her brain is completely blinded by the gleam from her vision of that bronze plaque. And as James Hettfield says, “Nothing Else Matters”. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tAGnKpE4NCI