RAF Museum pulls Nazi ‘flying pencil’ from English Channel more than 70 years after it was shot down
A British museum has successfully recovered a German bomber that had been shot down over the English Channel during World War II.
The aircraft, nicknamed the Luftwaffe’s “flying pencil” because of its narrow fuselage, came down off the coast of Kent county in southeastern England more than 70 years ago during the Battle of Britain.
The rusty and damaged plane was lifted from depths of the channel with cables and is believed to be the most intact example of the German Dornier Do 17 bomber that has ever been found.
“It has been lifted and is now safely on the barge and in one piece,” said RAF Museum spokesman Ajay Srivastava. The bomber will be towed into port Tuesday, he added. (IAN DUNCAN / AFP / TRUSTEES OF THE ROYAL AIR FORCE MUSEUM)
When André was 12, he was already over 6 feet tall and weighed 240 pounds. He was too big to fit on the local school bus and his family didn’t have the money to buy a car that could deal with his weight if it drove him to and from school.
Samuel Beckett, Nobel Prize winner (literature) and esteemed playwright, probably most noted for Waiting for Godot, bought some land in 1953 near a hamlet around forty miles northeast of Paris and built a cottage for himself with the help of some locals. One of the locals that helped him build the cottage was a Bulgarian-born farmer named Boris Rousimoff, who Beckett befriended and would sometimes play cards with. As you might’ve been able to guess, Rousimoff’s son was André the Giant, and when Beckett found out that Rousimoff was having trouble getting his son to school, Beckett offered to drive André to school in his truck — a vehicle that could fit André — to repay Rousimoff for helping to build Beckett’s cottage. Adorably, when André recounted the drives with Beckett, he revealed they rarely talked about anything other than cricket.
Tattooed human skin, part of a medical oddity collection held at The Medical Pathology Museum of Tokyo University in Japan. Dr. Masaichi Fukushi was a pathologist, interested in the art of Japanese tattooing. Fukushi would perform autopsies on donated cadavers and remove just the skin. He created methods of treatment to preserve the skin and kept them stretched in a glass frame, essentially like a leather. The Medical Pathology Museum at Tokyo University has 105 in its collection, many with full body suits.
“Consider that you can see less than 1% of the electromagnetic spectrum and hear less than 1% of the acoustic spectrum. As you read this, you are traveling at 220 km/sec across the galaxy. 90% of the cells in your body carry their own microbial DNA and are not “you.” The atoms in your body are 99.9999999999999999% empty space and none of them are the ones you were born with, but they all originated in the belly of a star. Human beings have 46 chromosomes, 2 less than the common potato.
The existence of the rainbow depends on the conical photoreceptors in your eyes; to animals without cones, the rainbow does not exist. So you don’t just look at a rainbow, you create it. This is pretty amazing, especially considering that all the beautiful colors you see represent less than 1% of the electromagnetic spectrum.”"
We Originated in the Belly of a Star, NASA Lunar Science Institute, 2012. (via thinksquad)
Rabbits in Okunoshima.
On this island, rabbits live in 200~300. they are feral.
But they are immune to human, so if you make a rasping sound by plastic bag of feed, they will come running up to here.
This picture was taken at Hotel in Okunoshima.
This island is RABBIT.
Abandoned farm home outside of town. There were 8 cars left there (The blue one pictured has a pitch fork in the windshield). There was still toilet paper in the bathroom, and pictures littered the counter. The basement wall had caved in and I couldn’t really go down there. All the mirrors and windows were broken, everything was left there. I have no idea what happened.
man nosiness like this is what gets niggas killed in movies you saw help carved into the fucking wall and still kept nancy drewing your little ass around that demon portal