A Day In the Life of Havana

It's seldom that we get a view from inside Cuba. Here's a short film by photographer Jason Row about the city of Havana – it's beautiful old buildings, absurdly preserved American car fleet from the late fifties, the crushing poverty, and the eerie calm of living under the boot heel of a great slobbering pig dictator whose every breath is an insult to all Cubans everywhere. Why those poor sorry dimwits haven't walked into the dictator's house and eliminated him is far beyond my own comprehension or even my interest. People who are ruled by blathering psuedo-communist retards are truly beneath contempt. How's that for some travel commentary? To hell with Havana. Let's take Cuba and put up a Marriott. How difficult could it be? They have four soldiers riding in a 1959 Ford. Their guns are rusted shut. They don't like their boss. What are we waiting for? Don't we want the cigars? The music? The dancing? Come on Obama! Get it going! Forget all those nations of rapists in the Middle East. Go get me Cuba!

 

Black Sea of Concrete: Film and Photo Book by Rafal Milach

Rafal Milach is a documentary photographer based in Warsaw Poland. He is publishing a book of photographs taken along the Ukraine's Black Sea coast. The short film stands on its own as a glimpse into an industrialized life on the sea in a region that seems caught in a limbo between centuries. The photographs are beautiful and informative. This is the kind of work that makes the devastation of nature its own form of beauty and inspires one to go there and tramp through the oil-slicked landscape in a good pair of boots. The beauty one can pull from the depressing lives of others! One person's struggle to pull a living out of the sea is another's gallery print. That's what being a photographer gives you – a free pass through the lives of others. Ultimately, in spite of all the questions, recording is better than not recording. The people in this film seem close to happy. It would be improper to live along this particular coast and affect a bright, cheery, bouncing disposition. One is liable to slip off a steel deck into frigid waters if one prances about too much. So take your bleak beauty where you find it. That's my advice.