Wednesday, February 2, 2011

If your gearwheels are constructed from a Fair Isle knit, you're doin it rong

Some syndicated nimrod:
Dubai unravelled like clockwork, as did Kuala Lumpur in 1997 with the twin Petronas Towers, Chicago in 1974 with the Sears Tower and New York in the 1930s with the Chrysler and Empire State buildings.
Perhaps this is the beginning of a new "Woolpunk" genre, combining Victorian technology and comfy cadigans.

13 comments:

zombie rotten mcdonald said...

"cadigans"?

wev. Considering how fucking cold it is going to be up here, I am all for it. If it includes large quantities of alcohol and snuggling, I am all for it.

H. Rumbold, Master Barber said...

What about the Woolworth Building, hah? and no unsightly apes or Harry K. Thaw, Stanford White Evelyn Nesbit love triangles either.

Spengler Dampniche said...

I remember Comfy Cadigan, AKA the 'Gentle Brawler.' What a boxer he was.

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

Sick economies don't need edifices, they need leeches.

See the USA for examples.
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Big Bad Bald Bastard said...

Stock market crash- 1929
Empire state building construction began- 1930

The strawman constructed by the author dwarfs any of the buildings he mentions.

Perhaps this is the beginning of a new "Woolpunk" genre, combining Victorian technology and comfy cadigans

The genre culminated in the classic, Do Androids Dream of Merino Circuitboards?

Substance McGravitas said...

The modern world can be confusing.

tigris said...

Helping Smut

Smut Clyde said...

The strawman constructed by the author dwarfs any of the buildings he mentions.

Now I have a mental image of a colossal straw-filled scarecrow lurching through the streets of New York, towering over the skyscrapers like the Pillsbury Doughman in 'Ghostbusters'.

mikey said...

Indeed, those were challenging times, that bitter autumn back in oh three when clockwork unraveled, leaving great heaps and piles of time blanketing the city, workers and citizens alike slipping on the temporally coated sidewalks only to find themselves being helped to their feet by Babe Ruth or Ghengis Khan.

A fearful week, or decade, or millisecond that was...

tigris said...

I thought I'd posted a link? Wha happen? Trying again

tigris said...

Smut, the blog is eating my comments, did you give it the hard blog chow instead of the canned stuff again?

guitarist manqué said...

A friend in the design biz will frequently opine; "Oh feck, CAD agin."

Smut Clyde said...

Tigris' comments were filed away on account of being too funny. There's a 'spam' folder in the 'comments' section of the blog where you can log in & retrieve them.