Flashback to 1983.
Snapped thirty years ago on Thanksgiving Day, Central Park West, New York City:
Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose. Today’s New York Times:
There is but one prevailing emotion when you are there, wondering whether hypothermia will end it all, and that thought is “Why am I not in California?”
Institutionalized.
Procurement corruption in government takes various guises.
In Russia, it’s dead simple. You either buy the new paving materials from my brother or I put a bullet in your head.
In India, I slip you a few rupees and you buy from my brother.
But in the SF Bay peninsula it’s both institutionalized and sophisticated. I get on the city council, I pack it with cronies and we approve a $16 million repaving project for three blocks of Burlingame Avenue without putting the thing to a vote. And my brother still gets the contract. All the street improvement projects in my town are awarded to but one lead general contractor, which is hardly surprising.
Further, the paving contract, in all its magnificent corruption, halves the number of parking places in the city’s richest shopping area by changing from diagonal to parallel parking and even the parking spaces are covered with six inches of the finest marble. We are told on the many placards surrounding this abomination, which has snarled traffic for over a year now and will continue to do so for one more year, that this is all to “improve the shopping experience”. Meanwhile, the money spent could have provided two MacBooks and three iPads to every single student in the city’s public schools – K through 5, Intermediate and High schools.
Looks darned nice though, doesn’t it?
iPhone5 snap.
Monochrome.
iPhone5 snap processed in Snapseed and Lightroom.
Fine sentiment.
And one I identify with, being one of those happy people who does for a living something that is only ever a pleasure, as well as doing for pleasure that which others are forced to do for a living.
iPhone5 snap.
Some new views.
Part III appears here.
Some new views of the GGB, mostly taken from the walkway on the east side.
These Art Deco concrete columns are the pillars supporting the ‘Bridge within the Bridge’ on the south side:
The Bridge within the Bridge can be seen below. Mercifully, the architects decided not to destroy beautiful Fort Point, opting to span it with the sub-bridge you can see at the left here. There are four of the concrete Art Deco pillars supporting this sub-bridge, with the two main cables passing through these:
A slice of the walkway:
American pride abounds, and justifiably so:
Suspension cables – this is where you find out that your sensor needs cleaning!
Each tower contains 600,000 rivets, manually inserted when red hot, then hammered into place:
From the south-east approach:
Battery East from a point just west of the Presidio parking lot. Heavy guns used to be placed here to guard the entrance to the bay before the bridge was built and before rocket propelled weapons:
Looking north toward Marin County, the grain added in LR5:
All electronic toll gates:
All images on the Nikon D3x using 20mm f/3.5 UD MF Nikkor, 35mm f/1.4 Sigma and 85mm f/1.8 MF Nikkor lenses.