Damn, the riot makeout photo was staged.
No. At least, not based on anything there. I assume Buzzfeed-dude couldn't bother reading the article he linked to, since he's acting like "Aha, from this angle it isn't anything like what the photographer described!" but... it's exactly as the photographer (and others) described it. The Guardian's done several follow-ups. There's another photo from right after the kiss where other people are entering the frame to see if the girl's okay.
OMG, I am so tired and cranky today, and a coworker just brought by some outside people she's been meeting with, one of whom I've been on a business trip with, and I had to hug her, and I'm all Casual Friday and ugh.
Damn, the riot makeout photo was staged.
There's a comment that rebuts this assertion. They say the overhead shot came later.
I also saw someone tweet the overhead shot to claim it was an assault.
The couple have been identified, and she was knocked down by riot police and struck her head. Her boyfriend was comforting her.
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Aha! Authentic Riot Kiss!
As long as we're on the subject of really badass riot photos, there was an article on Cracked fairly recently that should definitely be linked here:
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Shrift, are you still using the fitbit, or is it some other fitness tracker? How do you like it?
I am! And it recovered after being doused with sweat, yay Fitbit.
I like it a lot. I haven't lost a ton of weight since I got it, but I've gone down a size and I'm definitely in better shape. It's keeping me active with a combination of data, guilt, and competitiveness.
How's the sleep information?
Oh, and I forgot what I came over here to post: Jason's car blog this week is about a camera. For not-car people who still want to support our buffista families with mouseclicks.
Froot Loop & Lucky Charms Cereal Ice Cream
MilkMade Ice Cream in New York City creates many unusual flavors of ice cream, including their two new flavors Froot Loop & Lucky Charms cereal ice cream.
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My work explores the relationship between the tyranny of ageing and recycling culture.
With influences as diverse as Blake and John Cage, new synergies are created from both explicit and implicit meanings.
Ever since I was a child I have been fascinated by the theoretical limits of meaning. What starts out as vision soon becomes corrupted into a hegemony of temptation, leaving only a sense of decadence and the chance of a new reality.
As temporal phenomena become frozen through emergent and diverse practice, the viewer is left with an insight into the inaccuracies of our condition.