(via Dangerous Minds)
From SF Gate:
San Francisco’s oldest and best-known white elephant – the huge three-dimensional relief map of California that once graced the Ferry Building – has turned up at an undisclosed location on the city’s waterfront.
The map was one of the wonders of the West when it was unveiled in 1924.
It was as long as two football fields and showed California in all its splendor, from Oregon to Mexico, with snow-capped mountains, national parks, redwood forests, a glorious coastline, orchards and miniature cities basking in the sun. It was made of plaster, wire, paint, and bits of rock and sand. In the summer of 1924, Scientific American magazine said it was the largest map in the world.
It has not been seen in public for 50 years. For map fans, it is the saddest of sad stories: The map was damaged in the mid-1950s during a remodeling project at the Ferry Building and cut up into sections and put into storage in 1960.
From the perpetually offended Shakesville:
Dear Jon Stewart:
“The Rally to Restore Sanity” is disablist shit.
That the politics in this country have become extreme, absurd, and increasingly dangerous is not a result of mental illness; it’s the result of ignorance and bigotry—and opportunistic fuckheads willing to exploit the same, without a modicum of regard for any consequences aside from their personal gain.
The “crazy” thing (see what I did there?) about your framing what is a legitimate threat to this democracy as “insanity” is that, because of the stigma against mental illness, the issue is being taken less seriously than it ought to be. These people aren’t nutty outliers; they are knowingly and deliberately and rationally complicit in a campaign to undermine both the credibility of the democratic process and the efficacy of the US government.
“It’s the only reason I watch auto racing. I’m waiting for some accidents, man! I want to see some cars on fire. I’m not interested in a bunch of redneck jackoffs driving 500 miles in a circle. 500 miles in a circle? Doesn’t impress me. Children can do that. I want to see some schmuck with his hair on fire running around punching his own head trying to put it out! I want to see the pits explode! I want to see cars doing 200 mile an hour cartwheels! Hey, where else besides auto racing am I going to see a 23-car collision and not be in the son of a bitch?” – Carlin
(via Joe My God)