Afterclasse - Quiz et fiches de cours sur le chapitre (parties I. et III.) Il y a 50 ans, les émeutes de Détroit La tension pesait comme un « nuage lourd » dans les rues de Détroit brûlées par le soleil, quelques heures avant les émeutes, se souvient la résidente de Windsor, Lana Talbot. Je pouvais sentir la tension dans l’air. Des centaines de personnes sur la 12e rue à Détroit lancent des pierres et des bouteilles sur les magasins. Les émeutes ont débuté le 23 juillet, après une intervention policière dans un bar clandestin de la ville. Mme Talbot, alors âgée de 21 ans, traverse la frontière pour se rendre à une fête. De multiples incendies brûlent dans les rues de Détroit, le 24 juillet 2017. En se réveillant le lendemain matin à Windsor, elle réalise que Détroit est en proie aux émeutes. La résidente de Windsor Lana Talbot était à Détroit en juillet 1967 lorsque les émeutes ont commencé. Mme Talbot peut à peine croire à la violence culminant dans cette ville qu’elle visite si souvent. La Garde nationale américaine avance dans un quartier ravagé par les émeutes de 1967 à Détroit. M.
Houses Gone Wild We think of feral dogs as dangerous, foreboding and to-be-avoid – but wild houses have a strange allure despite (or likely because) they are abandoned abodes, deserted homes gone from domestic spaces slowly back to nature. As photographer James D Griffioen muses, the Latin root refers both to while beasts but also to something that belongs to the dead, gone back to the Earth. Some of his shots capture this process at an incredibly late stage, such as the house above which is entirely camouflaged by the greenery that has grown to cover it – only discernible because the branches and vines conform to the shape of the structure. Others photos catch the domestic devolution at intermediate stages, snapshots of partial overgrowth where there is still some strange balance of building and nature – one could almost imagine someone still occupying this structure and simply never leaving it.
Révisions Detroit in Ruins Detroit in ruins – The Decline of a major American City “Detroit in ruins“, a series of pictures taken by photographers Yves Marchand and Romain Meffre on the decline of a great American city. Breathtaking images that reflect the sad fate of some major U.S. cities… via / via / photos by Yves Marchand, Romain Meffre Afflicted: 11 Abandoned American Hospitals and Asylums “Open” for Exploration With some of the most disturbing and tragic histories of any buildings in the US, asylums and hospitals are way beyond creepy . Many of them were built in the late 1800s, when “mental illnesses” (such as masturbation, menopause, and teenage rebellion) were considered dangerous enough to lock someone in an asylum. A pain-inflicting misunderstanding of mental illness combined with a chronic mistreatment of its sufferers meant that many people were never released and spent the remainder of their lives in these horrible institutions. In addition to asylums, many sanatoriums were constructed around this time to care for the poor and very sick. Utilizing radical treatments that were incredibly painful yet ineffective, early hospitals often created more suffering than good for the inflicted. To make matters worse, infectious outbreaks forced patients to be quarantined from the rest of society, further isolating them. If you decide the risk is worth the reward, we didn’t send ya. 1. 2. 3. 4. 5.
Lost Richmond – Exploring Elko Tract, Richmond’s “Lost City” « You Guys Should Know Richmond is a town of history. Everything is historic… the streets, the buildings, the canals, the houses.. its almost overload to the point where there’s so much history no one really pays attention to it on a daily basis because its just there. About a decade ago, I began hearing stories out of Richmond East-enders about Richmond’s Lost City. Although no two stories were alike, the basic gist of it was that during World War II, Richmond created a fake city a few miles east of the airport and during potential air raids, they would blackout the actual city and airport and turn the lights on at the decoy in hopes that from the air, the bombers would unknowingly bomb the decoy and Richmond would be saved. At one point, years ago, someone actually drove me out near that area, showed me the starting point of the road which was barricaded and explained to me the “dangers” of going back there. This is where everything gets interesting. Would we do it again? The 1940′s: The 1950′s: The 1990′s digg
WAG: Elko Tract: Exploring the Lost City There's three of us in the Toyota, and when we turn onto the back road, we cut the lights off and drift onto the shoulder. Outside, the woods are dark and, in the moonless stillness, they seem to form a single, impenetrable wall. The dirt road ten feet from the car is almost invisible, except for the silver ribbons of the telephone and electrical wires that run down its center. For a moment we sit and stare. Then one of us cracks open a door. It's seasonably cold—early January—and once we've gotten the nerve to step away from the car and shuffle onto the dirt road, we're already rubbing our hands and stomping our feet. Even if we weren't about to break at least one law (trespassing, although we see no posted signs), we'd probably hesitate. In the woods, just about anything can sound suspicious. But journalistic integrity—and that absurd macho ethic—demanded that we push on. ...the houses. Like many semi-mythical stories, though, Elko Tract's just doesn't ring true. ...underground.
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