Every time I post something like "houses today is only built to last 30 years" I get a ton of responses in the manner of "but my house is 70 years old and doing fine". Lucky you. Your house was built by trained craftsmen with centuries of experience between them of working with good tools and high quality materials well adapted to the local climate and meant to be maintained. The buyers of new homes today are not so lucky. Fast growth wood stick frame wrapped in plastic almost specifically for the purpose of catching moisture and encouraging rot and mold, assembled by men who have little or no experience no training and not even an IKEA level of manual, using caulk and nail-guns. And every single piece of kit that goes into the home comes with fineprint: "guaranteed only to manufacturer quality, no responsibility take to installation method." Your house might be fine if every joint and every caulk is installed 100% correctly 100% of the time. And how likely is that? And before you opine, yes there are many many exceptions of excellent house builders and craftsmen and customers (you) who knows what to ask for. But most aren't like you.
Place the first section of the column on top of the base, secure with molten lead, place the second section, repeat. https://hell.twtr.plus/media/21decb349adcbcb95966bf5775008ab69b2d8bf5c8fbd08328672b9fcfb1dd90.file https://hell.twtr.plus/media/dc6237c19c7ce330466d6845fe2176ef171bffaaa22cd7af1d53cdbf9fa9ce3f.file
RT @SCP_Hughes@twitter.com: Queen Square, Bristol. Most of these are actually 1950s or 1970s reconstructions. This is more common than people realise – there were still a lot of skilled traditional architects left over from before the war, and reconstruction was often done so well that it is invisible. https://hell.twtr.plus/media/10ba7a1b5eb978050d74dee1f290e466d33e440d287dd2208e1f84ec83a3c63b.file
The paramilitary arm of the oligarchy/government defeated by citizens, for once. https://hell.twtr.plus/media/38ccc289ffe652699f77743a85a2d0d636fa63127412c2e9edfe77fd25c6dafc.file
Here's two good tweets from @owen cyclops. The first is a pithy observation, something that could be refined to become an aphorism. The second however has the makings of a true banger. A stand alone tweet that we might have called a "mike drop" ten years ago. https://hell.twtr.plus/media/f9a39ce653be96d1ea1eb436969eb5eb06d73e10ac430e148004334bafefff64.file
Anecdote of a conversation Emil Cioran (1911-1995) had with Mircea Vulcănescu (1904-1952): One day, in a fit of fury against what I then called "our native nothingness," I told him that we had been incapable of producing a single saint. He responded with his usual pleasantry, which, at that moment, betrayed a certain vehemence: "You should have seen that old woman I met in a remote village who, through prostrations and prayers, had marked the floor of her thatched house with her knees. True sanctity does not need to be shown or recognized." Mircea Vulcănescu would later die in tuberculosis after being tortured in a communist prison for six years. It is said that one night naked in the cell he had stretched out on the floor to allow a sick fellow prisoner to sleep on top of him and avoid certain death on the cold cement floor. https://hell.twtr.plus/media/4e4353104f2873bdf5cebb9a051b01d337e320553afe5c5bca4b881f00e3e6e4.file https://hell.twtr.plus/media/c2ce3170103edd18e9a8933b7b618d05066cb11a40d89380f2fa34ce4ec89c63.file
"You can drive nature out with a pitchfork but..." https://hell.twtr.plus/media/5218f3251e3aa327de702c842b81b8c56481639f321299f2fef1a381f356210c.file
β€œThe very nature of dying regimes is to allow a confused mixture of beliefs and doctrines, and at the same time to give the illusion that the moment of choice can be postponed indefinitely...” β€” Emil Cioran, May 1972 https://hell.twtr.plus/media/00a31ce3e2176f61921e27ebb041fff6c051370f9e91e80e293420de1e19531d.file
β€œOne day, which cannot be too far off, Europe will capitulate without the slightest resistance to the first invader, like Rome before the Goths and the Vandals. And we will see a Queen of England on the arm of who knows what Mongol.” β€” Emil Cioran, May 1972 https://hell.twtr.plus/media/1d4925c026953a8c402d0764e58e4962c0d1818966ac19c5e46aeebc6719d1af.file
"Don't be obtuse Wrath, we paint them in merry colors these days! Looks like giant christmas presents. Get it? Huh? Get it?" https://hell.twtr.plus/media/bf659ab6d08761e3934a493633b225119250307e91d7805da47026781c2ca84e.file