Doggedly searching for the crux of the biscuit.
The 2007 World Press Photo winners have been announced and while the pictures are indeed amazing, they're almost relentlessly grim. The winners' galleries are here. I was especially struck by the psychiatric inmates in Burundi and the DRC, the street dancers frozen in mid-air, the amputee soccer team, and the Big Brother presence of Turkmenistan's president. Also, one of the saddest portraits I've ever seen.
The one of the Marine and his bride is absolutely devastating.
Thank you, Mr. President.
Posted by: John Burns at February 12, 2007 06:53 AMMan, I've had lots of flying dreams that felt just like those levitating French street dancers look. On the other hand I've also had a lot of dreams where I was trying to walk to some place but it felt like I was wading through deep mud, strain, strain, but hardly move a foot.
Posted by: W. Kiernan at February 12, 2007 09:59 AMI'm trying to figure out what's going on here. Maybe I don't want to know.
Posted by: Doctor Slack at February 12, 2007 10:03 AMMore on the wounded Marine here:
Renee felt sick with nerves before going up the aisle, but she had no second thoughts. She looked radiant in a white dress. “You’re beautiful,” Ty told her. He wore his combat medals and a Purple Heart for being wounded in action.
Donna had been shocked when she found out the extent of Ty’s injuries, but she told her daughter she simply had to “follow her heart, and that we’d make it work, if she wanted it”. Today she is convinced that they will never part.
Amazing. Reminds me of the old movie The Best Years of Our Lives, although Ty's injuries are even worse than the sailor's in that movie.
Posted by: Gaijin Biker at February 12, 2007 11:38 AMI like this one, showing the importance of due process in the Palestinian judicial system.
Posted by: Gaijin Biker at February 12, 2007 12:04 PM