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• 2012-05-28

  futurejournalismproject:

  Horst Faas, War Photography

  Earlier this month, Pulitzer prize winning conflict photographer Horst Faas passed away.

  The German is best known for his Vietnam War photography with over a decade spent with the AP in Southeast Asia, and was responsible for publishing iconic work by his colleagues.

  These include the “Napalm Girl” photograph by Nick Ut of then nine-year-old Phan Thi Kim Phuc running naked from a US bombing attack; and “Saigon Execution” by Eddie Adams of a prisoner being executed in the street by police chief Nguyen Ngoc Loan.

  Faas’ first Pulitzer in 1965 came for his Vietnam War coverage. He won his second in 1972 for his conflict coverage in Bangladesh.

  Faas died from complications due to an infection he contracted during a 2005 correspondents’ reunion in Hanoi that eventually paralyzed him from the waist down.

  Images via Der Spiegel:

  • Top left: South Vietnamese troops and their US advisers wait for a Viet Cong attack. (1965)
  • Top right: South Vietnamese children stare at an American paratrooper holding an M79 grenade launcher. (1966>
  • Middle: Horst Faas
  • Bottom left: A South Vietnamese woman mourns over the remains of husband after he was found in a mass grave. (1969)
  • Bottom right: A man walks past the bodies of US and Vietnamese soldiers killed while fighting the Viet Cong at the Michelin rubber plantation (1965).

  Select any to embiggen.

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• 2012-05-27

  

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• 2012-05-25

  

  tsukamoto:

  東京電力が申請した家庭向け電気料金の値上げの妥当性を検証する経済産業省の審議会「電気料金審査専門委員会」は二十三日、東京電力などの全国の十電力会社の収益構造を明らかにした。東電の販売電力量の六割は企業など大口利用者向けだが、利益の九割は家庭向けで上げていた。全国平均でも傾向は同じで、家庭向け料金が企業向けより、大幅に割高になっている実態が初めて明らかになった。
  (東京新聞:東電利益　家庭から９割　電気料金審査委販　売量は４割弱:経済(TOKYO Web)から)

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  luzfosca:

  Man Lights Cigarette in Daylight - Black Tuesday, 1939

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• 2012-05-24

  

  mfs:

  Bill Evans. (Blue in Green - Listen here)

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  米国カリフォルニア州南部に電力を供給しているサザンカリフォルニアエジソン社は、トラブルで停止中の同社の原子力発電所が夏期に運転できず、電力不足が懸念されていることに対応するため、デマンドレスポンス（系統側の要請による需要のコントロール）の新サービスをカリフォルニア州公益事業委員会 （ＣＰＵＣ） にこのほど申請した。 新サービスは 「１０ｆｏｒ１０」 と呼ばれるもので、１０％の節電に成功した顧客は、１０％分のクレジットを受け取ることができる仕組みになっている。

  — 米電力が節電に応じ料金割引　原子力停止に対応 (via do-nothing)

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  thisnicelife:

  Homies.

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  firsttimeuser:

  Shomei Tomatsu. “Sisters, Tsukudajima, Tokyo,” 1955
  Courtesy of Tokyo Metropolitan Museum of Photography

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  fukuku3:

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• 2012-05-21

  Day-colored wine,
  night-colored wine,
  wine with purple feet
  or wine with topaz blood,
  wine,
  starry child
  of earth,
  wine, smooth
  as a golden sword,
  soft
  as lascivious velvet,
  wine, spiral-seashelled
  and full of wonder,
  amorous,
  marine;
  never has one goblet contained you,
  one song, one man,
  you are choral, gregarious,
  at the least, you must be shared.
  At times
  you feed on mortal
  memories;
  your wave carries us
  from tomb to tomb,
  stonecutter of icy sepulchers,
  and we weep
  transitory tears;
  your
  glorious
  spring dress
  is different,
  blood rises through the shoots,
  wind incites the day,
  nothing is left
  of your immutable soul.
  Wine
  stirs the spring, happiness
  bursts through the earth like a plant,
  walls crumble,
  and rocky cliffs,
  chasms close,
  as song is born.
  A jug of wine, and thou beside me
  in the wilderness,
  sang the ancient poet.
  Let the wine pitcher
  add to the kiss of love its own.

  My darling, suddenly
  the line of your hip
  becomes the brimming curve
  of the wine goblet,
  your breast is the grape cluster,
  your nipples are the grapes,
  the gleam of spirits lights your hair,
  and your navel is a chaste seal
  stamped on the vessel of your belly,
  your love an inexhaustible
  cascade of wine,
  light that illuminates my senses,
  the earthly splendor of life.

  But you are more than love,
  the fiery kiss,
  the heat of fire,
  more than the wine of life;
  you are
  the community of man,
  translucency,
  chorus of discipline,
  abundance of flowers.
  I like on the table,
  when we’re speaking,
  the light of a bottle
  of intelligent wine.
  Drink it,
  and remember in every
  drop of gold,
  in every topaz glass,
  in every purple ladle,
  that autumn labored
  to fill the vessel with wine;
  and in the ritual of his office,
  let the simple man remember
  to think of the soil and of his duty,
  to propagate the canticle of the wine.

  — Ode to Wine, Pablo Neruda (via philphys)

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• 2012-05-20

  Cautiously, I allowed
  myself to feel good
  at times.
  I found moments of
  peace in cheap
  rooms
  just staring at the
  knobs of some
  dresser
  or listening to the
  rain in the
  dark.
  The less I needed
  the better I
  felt.

  — Charles Bukowski, “Let It Enfold You” 

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• 2012-05-19

  

  lostmyylife:

  Height of talent.

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