This is real footage from 120 years ago.
None of the people in it knew that the city around them had four days left...
What you are watching is a cable car gliding down Market Street in San Francisco, filmed on the 14th of April, 1906.
The camera was mounted on the front of the car, so you see the city exactly as it was: the crowds, the horse-drawn carriages, the early automobiles weaving through traffic, the men in hats, the great buildings rising on either side. An ordinary spring afternoon in a thriving American city.
Four days later, on the morning of the 18th of April, a magnitude 7.9 earthquake struck. The shaking lasted under a minute, but it ignited fires that burned through the city for days...
By the time it was over, more than 3,000 people were dead and roughly 80 percent of San Francisco had been destroyed. Almost every building you see in this footage was gone.
And the film itself nearly went with it.
The negative was placed on a train bound for New York on the 17th of April, the day before the earthquake. Had it left a single day later, it would have burned in the fire along with the studio that made it.
This entire moving record of a lost city survives because of one day...
@liam_out_loud For what it's worth, Canada's polls and elections are rigged. Polls don't tell you what people think, they tell people what to think. And you don't run someone like Carney unless you know he is going to "win". Oh and a "majority" at that,
The media stayed completely silent on Rupert Lowe’s Rape Gang Inquiry Report. 250,000 girls. Decades of cover-ups. Not one word.
I made this because I’m fucking done watching them protect the narrative instead of the victims.
“Not One Word”🎶 – Dark MV out now.
France, the UK, Canada, and 11 others banned kids from social media at nearly the same time, with nearly the same law.
If your government actually answered to you, its laws wouldn't arrive on the same schedule as thirteen others.
@cultmtl They are about to do something really, really bad and we have to be gaslit into thinking that the majority of Canadians actually support the ones doing it.
In 1977, before anyone knew what Star Wars would become, Alec Guinness sat down to explain how a knighted Shakespearean actor ended up in a science fiction film he almost turned down.
The script arrived while Guinness was finishing a picture in Hollywood.
The name attached to it impressed him.
"I heard it had been delivered by George Lucas, and I thought that was impressive because he was a respected young director."
Then he learned what kind of film it was, and his enthusiasm collapsed:
"When I found out it was science fiction, I thought, 'oh crumbs,' and felt it simply wasn't for me. But then I started reading."
What kept him going wasn't the writing. By his own account, the writing was a problem:
"It seemed to me the dialogue was pretty ropey, but I had to keep turning the page. That is an essential quality in a script. You have to want to know what happens next."
That instinct, the inability to put the pages down, was enough. He met Lucas, the two got on well, and Guinness found himself signing on.
Then comes the part of the interview that has since become legend, told here in 1977 with no idea of how the numbers would balloon.
Guinness recounts the percentage deal:
"My agent asked for 2% because we didn't think it would make any money. I'd never had a percentage on a film before."
The story of how it grew is almost comic in its modesty:
"The day before the film opened in San Francisco, George Lucas phoned me. He's very diffident and shy, and said he thought the movie was going to be all right. He said they were grateful for the little alterations I suggested and offered me another half percent, making it two and a half. A few weeks later, I asked the producer for something in writing, and he mentioned a quarter percent, so it ended up being 2 1/4%."
A modest slice of a film nobody expected to earn anything.
Asked what fascinated him about it, Guinness reached past the genre and landed on something simpler:
"I think it has a marvelous healthy innocence. It has great pace, it's wonderful to look at, and it's full of guts. There are no horrors and no sex at all."
He described the strange aftereffect of watching it:
"It had a sort of wonderful freshness about it. It was like fresh air. When I came out of the cinema into London, I thought the city looked gritty and full of rubbish because the film had been so invigorating. It's simple stuff for all ages."
And already, before the franchise existed, people were reading more into it than Guinness ever intended. Asked if he was becoming a kind of guru figure, he answered with characteristic dryness:
"I am getting some pretty strange letters. One said, 'my wife and I have got problems, would you come over and live with us for a few months?'"
The most insidious form of evil creates the very problems it claims to solve.
It promotes the conditions that breed illness, addiction, division, and dependency, then builds an entire industry around managing the consequences.
Today, we often call these NGOs.
The Caretaker's Incentive: when status, funding, and moral prestige become tied to the existence of a problem, the incentive shifts from solving it to perpetually managing it.
How many people have you heard say “white people have no culture” as they safely enjoy the culture of western civilization all around them. The contradiction should be obvious, but there has been an insidious agenda to separate us from our roots.