A then-fortysomething plug-ugly with hair swiped from Margaret Hamilton in The Wizard of Oz and an accent whose intonations were so peculiar that he sounded as if he had a xylophone jammed in his windpipe, Wiseau had a grasp of American idiom and plausible human behavior that left Ed Wood looking like Thornton Wilder.
For the past two years, I’ve been working on a project in which I photograph men that harass (/catcall) me on the street. The work is still in progress, but I’ve decided to put up a selection here and a more extensive selection on my website:
In November of 2009, B.J. Roberts, the sheriff of Hampton, Virginia, ran for re-election. A group of workers in Roberts’ office, among them one Bobby Bland, weren’t enthused about the prospects of their boss’s continuation in his office. So they took to their Facebook accounts to protest the run — in the form of Liking the campaign of Roberts’s opponent, Jim Adams. Roberts won the election, however, and then chose not to retain Bland and the others as employees. The dismissals, Roberts said at the time, were the result not only of budgeting concerns, but also of the workers’ hindrance of “the harmony and efficiency of the office.” The sheriff had not liked his workers’ Likes.
Bland and his colleagues took Roberts to court, arguing that, in the dismissals, Roberts had violated their First Amendment rights. In April of 2012, however, the U.S. District Court of Eastern Virginiadismissed the case on the grounds that a Like didn’t involve an “actual statement,” it was “insufficient speech to merit constitutional protection.”
Yesterday, however, that decision was overturned. A federal appeals court ruled that a Facebook Like is, indeed, a form of expression that is covered by the First Amendment. Clicking a button is, per the decision, a form of speech.
How crazy can Brazil soccer get? Watch this wild video: the masseur for 4th division team (black sweats, white stripe) jumps onto field, deflects two goals, then hightails it away from the enraged crowd. Romilda da Silva says, ”I blocked the goal and I’d block it again.”
This was the header of The Huffington Post this morning at around 11AM ET. Secretary of State John Kerry said “the threat of force is real” if Syria does not follow through with the chemical weapons diplomatic solution by Russia. He said, “we cannot have hollow words.”
The first Google Doodle was an out-of-office message. The day was August 30, 1998 — nearly two years after Larry Page and Sergey Brin had built a search engine in a Stanford dorm room, and less than a week before Google would officially incorporate as a company. Google was so young then, indeed, that it still had a Yahoo!-style exclamation mark as part of its logo.
Despite and maybe because of all the chaos that would come with incorporation, Brin and Larry Page spent the last week of August 1998 to go to the Burning Man festival. But before the pair could engage in some radical self-expression and/or radical self-reliance in the Nevada desert, they needed something a little less radical: a way to let people know they were away. The pair decided on a little icon — the Burning Man logo — and placed the spare stick figure behind Google’s second “o.” They published the new image to their site on the World Wide Web.
So much for free expression: After painting a series of provocative images dealing with Russia leadership—including this one of Vladimir Putin and Dmitry Medvedev wearing lingerie—Russian artist Konstantin Altunin has been forced to leave the country and seek asylum. Altunin’s paintings were recently seized from the Museum of Power in St. Petersburg. Speaking about his reasons for leaving the country, Altunin said this: “I am an artist, I want to paint, not be a prisoner.” (photo by Olga Maltseva/AFP/Getty Images)
This incredible photo marks the end of Matador Torero Alvaro Munera’s career. He collapsed in remorse mid-fight when he realized he was having to prompt this otherwise gentle beast to fight. He went on to become an avid opponent of bullfights. Even grievously wounded by picadors, he did not attack this man.
Torrero Munera is quoted as saying of this moment: “And suddenly, I looked at the bull. He had this innocence that all animals have in their eyes, and he looked at me with this pleading. It was like a cry for justice, deep down inside of me. I describe it as being like a prayer - because if one confesses, it is hoped, that one is forgiven. I felt like the worst shit on earth.”
I’ve reblogged this at least two other times but this is possibly one of my favorite photos ever.
The bull is just like ‘hey r u ok?’ it’s so powerful