Prison cells built during the Spanish Civil War were designed as “psycho-technical” torture chambers inspired by the work of surrealist painter Salvador Dali and abstract artists Wassily Kandinsky and Paul Klee, among others. The Military Information Service of the Spanish Republican Army contracted Alphonse Laurencic, a French citizen of Slovenian heritage to design the cells, meant to hold known or suspected Nationalists who were aligned with General Franco’s fascist forces. Laurencic was an artist, musician, and architect as well as an anarchist and member of the National Confederation of Workers. The cells were built inside Catholic churches by forced laborers who first stripping out all religious iconography before construction. The jails were called ‘Chekas’ in honor of the original Soviet secret police organization because the USSR was providing support to the Republican government at the time. At least three Chekas were built between 1937 and 1939, in the Santa Úrsula convent in Valencia and the churches on Vallmajor and Zaragoza streets in Barcelona. The tiny beds were tilted at 20-degree angles so that prisoners would slide off onto the floor if they ever fell asleep, and some rooms had a very high, angled chair which was impossible to sit on. The floors themselves were covered with a random pattern of standing bricks meant to keep the prisoner from walking or lying down. Green and red flashing lights would wear them down mentally, and the walls were painted with geometric patterns intended to provoke dizziness and visual discomfort. Prisoners could also hear an amplified metronome which moved at varying speeds and were kept within sight of a clock that ran too fast, all to further disorient them. After General Franco’s forces claimed victory over the Republicans, the new government put Laurencic on trial in front of a military tribunal, and he was executed in 1939. His work on the prison cells was largely unknown for more than 60 years, until art historian Jose Milicua uncovered a document summarizing Laurencic’s trial. #spain #civilwar #surrealism #modernism #bauhaus

Chinese and Blacks get into a street fight in Chongqing, China

In 1926 a Danish explorer six feet seven inches tall was buried alive in an Arctic blizzard, chiselled his way out with a tool made from his own frozen excrement, crawled three hours home over the ice, and took his gangrenous toes off with a pair of pliers. He had lived for fifteen years on seal, walrus and bear, and he went on to be the villain in an Oscar-winning film and win a television quiz show. Peter Freuchen went to Greenland at twenty, built a trading post on a bay at the top of the world and called it Thule, after the medieval name for the edge of the map. The Inuit called him Big Peter. He married a girl from the settlement called Navarana, dressed in bearskin trousers, drove dogs, hunted walrus from a skin boat, and ate what everyone around him ate: meat and blubber, raw and frozen as often as cooked, and nothing green for years at a time. He wrote that the Inuit were the happiest people on earth and that he had never been fitter. Then the storm. Alone with a sled, he dug into the snow to wait it out, and the snow set to ice around him. Thirty hours. His beard froze to the wall and he tore it free. Nothing to dig with. So he made something, waited for it to harden, and cut his way to the sky. The toes went that night. The leg went later, and he walked on a peg for the rest of his life, which was a long one: he wrote thirty books, fought the Nazis in Denmark and escaped a death sentence, consulted for a President, starred in Hollywood, and in 1956 took the top prize on The $64,000 Question in front of the whole of America. The man who did all of that was built on the diet every nutrition leaflet calls a death sentence. He was cremated and his ashes scattered on a hill above Thule, where the walrus still haul out and nobody has ever grown a vegetable.

Este es uno de los videos más surrealistas que he visto este año. En Houston, un hombre comenzó a ahorcar a su esposa dentro de la camioneta. Un negro y un mexicano fueron a salvarla. Tras minutos de angustia y lucha, lo redujeron, pero no le soltaba el pelo. Luego, un negro gordo dirigió el tránsito y peleó con un dominicano que decía que el semáforo estaba en rojo. Mientras, el hombre en el suelo gritaba a la mujer: “I love you so much”, y ella dudaba si llamar al 911 o perdonarlo.

un tio fumando crack en la Linea 2 estación retiro dirección las rosas @metro_madrid 😂😂

Como lo mueve este chamacón

Europe .. Remind you of what the UAE Foreign Minister said a decade ago! Just in case you forgot (which you obviously did) !

La détresse de cette femme... Les profils... Deux Frances qui se regardent face à face, notre impuissance.

Aucune place pour la violence dans notre République. Ceux qui ont cassé, attaqué les préfectures comme les commerces, pillé jusqu’à nos mairies, seront poursuivis et punis. Aux forces de l’ordre, garantes du droit à manifester, je dis le soutien de la Nation. Nous ferons tous bloc face aux semeurs de chaos, qui ne cherchent qu’à abattre nos institutions et empêchent ceux qui expriment pacifiquement leurs revendications de le faire.

Belarus'ta bir ayak sağlığı kliniğine başvuran hastanın, yaklaşık 4 yıldır kesilmediği için ileri derecede deforme olan tırnakları uzmanlarca temizlendi.

Removing dirt buildup from toenails 😳 oddly satisfying.

Tony Montana casually eating a lemon from a bowl might seem like a humorous detail, but it reveals something much deeper about his character in Scarface. Surrounded by expensive suits, luxurious restaurants, and wealthy people, Tony is determined to prove he belongs among the elite. Yet the bowl in front of him isn’t meant for eating. It’s a finger bowl, traditionally used to rinse your fingers during a formal meal. Tony doesn’t realize this, and no one bothers to correct him. That’s what makes the moment so revealing. He can afford designer clothes, expensive dinners, and a lavish lifestyle, but wealth can’t instantly teach him the social customs of a world he never grew up in. Coming from poverty in Cuba, Tony never had the opportunity to learn the unwritten rules of high society. His ambition has earned him a place at the table, but he’s still unfamiliar with the culture surrounding it. That single lemon becomes a subtle symbol of his journey. Tony has the money to enter a world he once dreamed of, but he hasn’t fully learned how to fit into it. In a movie defined by power, greed, and violence, one tiny detail reveals more about his character than an entire conversation could.

Child Predator gets BEAT for meeting a lil Boy😭😭

‼️La estación de Sol cierra para proceder a la limpieza de los pozos de ventilación debido a la acumulación de residuos provocada por la acampada en el exterior.

El videojuego de los 80 que hoy no le comprarías a tu hijo. ¡O sí! #retrogamer #videojuegos #videogames