This three-part New York Times story on the problems and delays in the Bronx court system is one of the most frustrating things I’ve read recently.
However it’s very well-written and will hopefully force some change.
J Dilla hard at work.
The 400 Bar closed a couple weeks ago. I didn’t have as deep a relationship with the Minneapolis venue as I’m sure many did, but it still held something dear to me. I saw three shows there and all three were unbelievable. The bar was the perfect size that shows were intimate and personal. It’s where The Replacements got their start. It was the premiere venue on a block full of venues.
Sad to see it go.
Salad Fork is a photo blog that I found through a friend of friend (of a friend?). I absolutely fell in love with these playful, summery photos of a person playing in colored smoke and then I realized it was actually my friend Kaleb.
Funny how that works.
“I can tell you that no one at MPD had any idea (Wentz-Graff) was a journalist until she arrived here at the police station,” Schwartz said. “She never identified herself as a journalist to officers.”
I feel like you wouldn’t need to say much when your press credentials are clearly hanging off your jacket…
Read the JSOnline article here.
Saw this while learning about Dada in my art history class.
Last night, while looking for wine, we instead encountered the biggest cat we had literally ever seen.
Last February, the English photographer Giles Duley stepped on a land mine in Afghanistan while covering an American infantry patrol.
Via the New York Times:
“I remember looking up and seeing bits of me and my clothes in the tree, which I knew wasn’t a good sign,” he said. “I saw my left arm. It was just obviously shredded to pieces, and smoldering. I couldn’t feel my legs, so straightaway and from what I could see in the tree, I figured they were gone.”
Mr. Duley had become, in that flash, a triple amputee. Now he risked swiftly bleeding to death. He recalled uttering a single word: “bollocks.”
As the American soldiers he had been walking with rushed toward him and began tightening the tourniquets that would save his life, a fuller line of thought took flight. Rather than tally what was missing, Mr. Duley counted what remained.
“I thought, ‘Right hand? Eyes?’ ” — he realized that all of these were intact — “and I thought, ‘I can work.’”
CJ Chivers, The New York Times. Bomb Took 3 Limbs but not Photographer’s Can-Do Spirit.
This is an amazing story.
This is a simply breathtaking look at the Family Radio congregation before, during and after the supposed rapture this weekend. Shows how simple mediums like photography and audio can often tell a much more poignant story than something flashy like video.
Brand Tauszik is the phenomenal journalist who put this together.