A Time-Lapse Map of Every Nuclear Explosion Since 1945 - by Isao Hashimoto (by aConcernedHuman)
Japanese artist Isao Hashimoto has created a beautiful, undeniably scary time-lapse map of the 2053 nuclear explosions which have taken place between 1945 and 1998, beginning with the Manhattan Project’s “Trinity” test near Los Alamos and concluding with Pakistan’s nuclear tests in May of 1998. This leaves out North Korea’s two alleged nuclear tests in this past decade (the legitimacy of both of which is not 100% clear).
Each nation gets a blip and a flashing dot on the map whenever they detonate a nuclear weapon, with a running tally kept on the top and bottom bars of the screen. Hashimoto, who began the project in 2003, says that he created it with the goal of showing”the fear and folly of nuclear weapons.” It starts really slow — if you want to see real action, skip ahead to 1962 or so — but the buildup becomes overwhelming.
http://www.ctbto.org/specials/1945-1998-by-isao-hashimoto/
Multimedia artwork
“2053” - This is the number of nuclear explosions conducted in various parts of the globe.*
Profile of the artist: Isao HASHIMOTO
Born in Kumamoto prefecture, Japan in 1959.
Worked for 17 years in financial industry as a foreign exchange dealer. Studied at Department of Arts, Policy and Management of Musashino Art University, Tokyo.
Currently working for Lalique Museum, Hakone, Japan as a curator.
Created artwork series expressing, in the artist’s view, “the fear and the folly of nuclear weapons”:
“1945-1998” © 2003
“Overkilled”
“The Names of Experiments”
About “1945-1998” ©2003
“This piece of work is a bird’s eye view of the history by scaling down a month length of time into one second. No letter is used for equal messaging to all viewers without language barrier. The blinking light, sound and the numbers on the world map show when, where and how many experiments each country have conducted. I created this work for the means of an interface to the people who are yet to know of the extremely grave, but present problem of the world.”
Contact the artist:
Should you have any query regarding this artwork, please contact e-mail address below:
hashi123@amy.hi-ho.ne.jp
* The number excludes both tests by North Korea (October 2006 and May 2009).
What I find really scary is the length of time the Americans spend setting off nukes on their own soil. And then they wonder why so many Americans have so many medical problems, these days. Yikes.
Also scary for me is the number of nukes good ole “mother England” set off in the useless allied territory of Australia. /snark
(Source: youtube.com, via dialectics8)
Good news, bad news
Good news: after faffing around for a fortnight, I finally know what the fuck is wrong with my foot.
Bad news: I have a spur. And it’s still going to hurt like fuck for two more weeks.
Worse news: If it’s still hurting after said two weeks, I need to see a podiatrist, which is going to co$$$$$t.
Good news: The clever people in the medical industry make shoe inserts for people with spurs.
Bad news: They’re not easily available in my size.
Story of my farging life.
Everything I want/need is one of the following: (a) not readily available and requiring a goose chase to frikking find, (b) not available in my size unless one orders it in at extra cost, © not in this country at all, or (d) bite-your-fist expensive.
Sometimes, fate goes for a combo.
It’s just fan-fucking-tastic being me. /sarcasm
Progress and AntiProgress
Sir Terry Pratchett argued convincingly that everything must have it’s opposite. Not just the light-dark opposite, but the opposite that goes through the conventional, traditional opposite and out the other side.
We have progress. What I’m having is a kind of anti-progress that has gone through retention and out the other side.
I am getting fit enough to take the dog around two blocks -yay- BUT, on the anti-progress side, I’ve been struck from asthma as a direct result of Mayhem’s Carpet From Hell [coming to a cinema near you!] and literally can’t walk more than a block without wheezing and coming over all blue.
Progress: we got all the filth out of Mayhem’s room. Something of a Herculean task, I can tell you. The Augean Stables were easier.
Antiprogress: Since the Carpet From Hell™ needed to be got rid of, Hubby and Brother-in-Law [aka Normally Shiftless] thought this was a brilliant excuse to renovate. Now I have furniture blocking further progress in getting the house clean and thanks to Mayhem’s hazmat situation I now have two cubic metres of laundry to tackle.
Progress: I’m getting more than five steps in a row before having to stop and re-introduce the hound to the concept of “heel”.
Antiprogress: He gets the idea that when I stop, he should be next to/behind me, but hasn’t connected the command with the action. Thus my entire walk is me saying “heel” practically nonstop for fifteen or so minutes. The word is losing all meaning.
Progress: Chaos is starting to help with small household cleaning tasks.
Antiprogress: it mostly consists of grabbing the nearest sponge or towel and wiping five square centimetres of countertop. Adorable, but useless.
Progress: I think I’m getting the household to start picking up after themselves
Antiprogress: There’s still vast swathes of “That’s not mine” when I’m after whoever left a mess. One day, I shall get them to clean the mess they see.
Of course, one day, the sun will grow cold and die… but I hope I can achieve that goal before then.
It’s a constant, uphill slog. I’m tired of it.
I can hold out the hope that I’ll get there, and achieve a lovely house and keep it that way… But I was nearly there… and now my house is once more crammed with stuff I have to get out of the way.
Some times, it makes me want to cry.
Crying never got anything done. Guess I have to get up and just do it.
Because no-one else will.