To understand what was going on it is perhaps necessary to have participated in the freeway experience, which is the only secular communion Los Angeles has. Mere driving on the freeway is in no way the same as participating in it. Anyone can ‘drive’ on the freeway, and many people with no vocation for it do, hesitating here and resisting there, losing the rhythm of the lane change, thinking about where they came from and where they are going. Actual participants think only about where they are. Actual participation requires a total surrender, a concentration so intense as to seem a kind of narcosis, a rapture-of-the-freeway. The mind goes clean. The rhythm takes over. A distortion of time occurs, the mute distortion that characterizes the instant before an accident. It takes only a few seconds to get off the Santa Monica Freeway at National-Overland, which is a difficult exit requiring the driver to cross two new lanes of traffic streamed in from the San Diego Freeway, but those few seconds always seem to me the longest part of the trip. The moment is dangerous. The exhilaration is in doing it.
Local news in LA: bringing you the live story…
(via Distinguished Baloney)
I previously posted a shorter video showing space shuttle Endeavor flying (on the back of the 747) over Los Angeles. You see Dodger Stadium, Santa Monica Airport, the Colosseum, very low flyoever at LAX, the Hollywood Sign, the Rose Bowl, Anaheim Stadium, the LA and Long Beach Harbors, and more. Below is an extended video of the beautiful flight. Great in HD full-screen.
(via James Fallows)
Check out these amazing photos of Space Shuttle Endeavor being moved through LA to its new home.
There was a 400 lb. bear loose for several weeks in Los Angeles. One unlucky walking texter had an encounter:
So if pepper spray is OK to use on peaceful protestors, why not fellow Wal-Mart shoppers?
This is so sad. But the constant barrage of advertisements calling for more shopping and deals that cannot be matched, coupled with the recession, is certainly an inducement for such behavior.
Meanwhile, an off-duty police officer pepper sprayed Wal-Mart shoppers in North Carolina.
God, I love the commercial nature of America. Merry Christmas.
- Now You Can Get Pepper-Sprayed While Shopping [Video] (jezebel.com)
- Shopper Pepper-Sprays Shoppers (slog.thestranger.com)
- Police Blast Pepper Spray At Unruly Black Friday Shoppers Inside North Carolina Wal-Mart (mediaite.com)
- This Is Your Second Walmart Pepper-Spraying Today (slog.thestranger.com)
This beautifully captures both LA and Whole Foods.
There is a family of new websites that I think are totally unique, which is something these days.
Basically, they play ambient music tracks and police radio scanners at the same time. Sounds strange, but I rather like it. Check it out. You can access the first of the sites called You are listening to Los Angeles, and from there click through to New York, San Francisco, Chicago and Montreal.
You can also follow Eric Eberhardt, the sites’ creator on Twitter at @url2la.
- Strangely hypnotic mashups of ambient and live police radio (boingboing.net)
- You Are Listening To Los Angeles: LAPD Scanner Set To Music (laist.com)
- “You Are Listening To Los Angeles” (andrewsullivan.theatlantic.com)
The hula hoop meets LA at nite. Pure fun. (via the New York Times)
I lived in LA for about 12 years. I never saw the city empty of humans, until this:
This is from a new book of photographs by Matt Logue. It looks fantastic. I am off to order.
I like this one. Having been a long-time LA resident this does capture a certain part of the zeitgeist of the place.
There’s only one problem with L.A.
L.A. is what happens when a bunch of Lovecraftian elder gods and porn starlets spend a weekend locked up in the Chateau Marmont snorting lines of crank off Jim Morrison’s bones. If the Viagra and illegal Traci Lords videos don’t get you going, then the Japanese tentacle porn will…
L.A. is all assholes and angels, bloodsuckers and trust-fund satanists, black magic and movie moguls with more bodies buried under the house than John Wayne Gacy.
There are more surveillance camersa and razor wire here than around the pope. L.A. is one traffic jam from going completely Hiroshima.
God, I love this town.
From Standish, Michigan (see the previous post) to Los Angeles. I have lived in Northern Michigan and also in LA. The Station Fire in Los Angeles is amazing and far larger and closer to heavily populated areas than any I saw when I lived there. Amazing pictures of the blaze are available, as usual, from The Big Picture. Thank God, Los Angeles wasn’t facing El Nino winds at the same time.