Word: scrappings
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...Zedong, for instance, would likely roll over in his grave to learn of the publication, in a recent biography, of this rambling and rather mushy scrap of marginalia from his days as an idealistic student: “Since I cannot forget the feeling I have toward the one I love, my will desires to save her and I will do everything possible to save her…I would rather die myself than let her die.” Sweet, but also embarrassing if you’re supposed to be the iron-fisted dictator of Communist China...
...most striking work in the exhibition. The exhibit’s curatorial notes suggest that these images are “like poisonous landscapes, aerial views of step mines, or shots of the surface of the moon.” From a distance, they do look like photographs of scrap metal or close-ups of aging ruins. In fact, each of the 100 photographs is a shot of a penny in various states of oxidation. In some of the prints, the penny is so rusted that it barely seems solid; in all of them, however, Lincoln’s profile...
...American cars from the 1950s is not anywhere in the United States. It is Havana, Cuba, once a balmy tourist spot and the seat of the authoritarian regime led until last week by Fidel Castro. Boxy, majestic Chevys and Pontiacs haunt the streets here, reinforced with fenders made from scrap metal, painted and repainted past recognition...
...little more than piles of rubble strewn around the cement slabs in the ground. Displaced from other parts of Iraq, these people have taken up shelter in makeshift houses on the otherwise deserted grounds. Among them is Hadi Shaker Hamadi and his clan, cobbling together a shelter of cinderblocks, scrap wood and cardboard. They and the 70 or so other families here take charity whenever it comes. And only one person seems to deliver it regularly. Says Hamadi, "It's just Madeeha who comes and visits...
...fields. He now makes extra cash taking tourists to the wreckage of his house, located in the shadow of the levees. Purwanto's village flooded last year when the dikes broke, and, although it hasn't been fully inundated yet, most of the people have demolished their homes for scrap and moved on. At present, the village looks like it has been carpet-bombed, with piles of rubble rising out of the greasy water. Purwanto points out an especially large mound: the remains of the town's grandest house. His own more modest home is gone except for the broken...