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First Unitarian Church (1959-60) in Westport, USA, by Victor Lundy

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Dima Zverev. Moscow subway, ‘Revolution square’ station. 2016

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Your reminder that dogs are confused by statues of dogs.

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Eastern Washington had cheap power and tons of space. Then the suitcases of cash started arriving. By PAUL ROBERTS

EAST WENATCHEE, Washington—Hands on the wheel, eyes squinting against the winter sun, Lauren Miehe eases his Land Rover down the main drag and tells me how he used to spot promising sites to build a bitcoin mine, back in 2013, when he was a freshly arrived techie from Seattle and had just discovered this sleepy rural community.

The attraction then, as now, was the Columbia River, which we can glimpse a few blocks to our left. Bitcoin mining—the complex process in which computers solve a complicated math puzzle to win a stack of virtual currency—uses an inordinate amount of electricity, and thanks to five hydroelectric dams that straddle this stretch of the river, about three hours east of Seattle, miners could buy that power more cheaply here than anywhere else in the nation. Long before locals had even heard the words “cryptocurrency” or “blockchain,” Miehe and his peers realized that this semi-arid agricultural region known as the Mid-Columbia Basin was the best place to mine bitcoin in America—and maybe the world.

The trick, though, was finding a location where you could put all that cheap power to work. You needed an existing building, because in those days, when bitcoin was trading for just a few dollars, no one could afford to build something new. You needed space for a few hundred high-speed computer servers, and also for the heavy-duty cooling system to keep them from melting down as they churned out the trillions of calculations necessary to mine bitcoin. Above all, you needed a location that could handle a lot of electricity—a quarter of a megawatt, maybe, or even a half a megawatt, enough to light up a couple hundred homes.

The best mining sites were the old fruit warehouses—the basin is as famous for its apples as for its megawatts—but those got snapped up early. So Miehe, a tall, gregarious 38-year-old who would go on to set up a string of mines here, learned to look for less obvious solutions. He would roam the side streets and back roads, scanning for defunct businesses that might have once used a lot of power. An old machine shop, say. A closed-down convenience store. Or this: Miehe slows the Land Rover and points to a shuttered carwash sitting forlornly next to a Taco Bell. It has the space, he says. And with the water pumps and heaters, “there’s probably a ton of power distributed not very far from here,” Miehe tells me. “That could be a bitcoin mine.”

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What a complete waste of resources

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Libertarian paradise

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Library (1970) of James Cook University in Townsville, Australia, by James Birrell

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Cemetery in Saldungaray, (Built 1936-1940) province of Buenos Aires, Argentina. By architect Francisco Salamone.

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Кемерово.

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Dushanbe, Tajikistan, 2018

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The young revolutionaries of the 1979-83 era, at home and abroad, have all grown into advanced adulthood.

Successive Grenada governments have also effectively ensured that March 13 was not celebrated as a true date of national historical significance that it is.

More official emphasis was instead placed on terming the U.S. invasion a ‘Rescue Mission’; and a monument was erected to mourn the deaths of U.S. troops, with no such homage to the Grenadians who died during the invasion and the bloody events that preceded it.

The NJM was both effectively crushed and basically outlawed, with memories and official acknowledgments of the revolution’s sound achievements effectively erased. The international airport the PRG started – and which was used as an excuse for Washington’s long pre-invasion propaganda war and invasion preparations – still exists, playing its intended role of boosting the nation’s tourism potential. And the young revolutionaries of the 1979-83 era, at home and abroad, have all grown into advanced adulthood.

However, the Grenada Revolution’s achievements and Bishop, the NJM and the PRG’s legacies still stand strong, if only in people’s minds and on paper and film. In the 39 years since the invasion, much has been said, written and documented in books, films and videos, all claiming to offer true versions of events during and after the Revolution.

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Copsa Mica, Romania, 1990. Photo by Vincent Leloup.

“A plant producing lamp-black, which is used to make rubber tires black, causes the town’s pollution. Once an occupational hazard in the West, lead poisoning is a less obvious but major health hazard. People are regularly taken away to sanatoriums to recover from the effects of pollution”. (more here)

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Why do the tires need to be black ffs?