Accomplishments are > Then Fame...

I analyzed The City Page's Corpus Obscurum which basically is giving praise to a few whom have had their accomplishments exceed their fame. This site uses many conventions, but mainly hyperlinks, WHICH LEAD TO POP-UPS... MANY POP-UPS.... The site is organized into different small blogs that give a brief description to the person's accomplishments and what they are famous for. The small blogs are specific and strait to the point giving causes of death first and then jumping into a small life story. The People chosen for the blog seem like they should have been famous, but apparently not. All of the blogs were posted by Corey Anderson. There are pictures relating to the deceased person in some form or another. Although the pictures themselves are not hyper linked to other information that would related to the subjects. The set up of the page is relatively normal as it is nice and neat, BUT... on the right side of the page there are a series of adds that almost constitute for have the page. There are also adds on the top of the page. The adds almost distract the reader with flashing avatars and changing text proving to be difficult to read if easily distracted. Each blog is posted individually usually days after the one before. Corey clearly sites his sources for each blog assuring the reader that time was spent on each subject and that it is all correct. The blogs are more factual based rather then opinion and feelings which, after a while, tend bore the reader. The blogs are all comment-less but one. The last blog, which is really catching, is about a Vietnam War conscientious objector who had flown for the air force for eleven years and was asked by the military to train pilots for the Vietnam War, and when he legally objected through courts he was punished by the military and was placed in prison for one year. This is the only blog that was commented because it was related to by the reader. This is what makes a good blog, something that people can relate to so that it is a fun read and not just some wack post. This blog is very un-similar to my blogs being that it is so factual but I think if I incorporate more facts and hyperlinks into my blogs they will be a better read. Although I hope to never blog on a site that consists of half adds half blogs because it is just annoying and ridiculous. Over all I think that the reader is number one because with out them a blog is nothing, so style and tone is number two.

Image and der Caption...

This picture actually came up while I was looking for another subject which i was going to use for this project but after some though the other image would work for these standards, so I chose the next thing that caught my fansy....

This is an image of a ficticious cartoon bunny after a gas station robbery has occured, he's throwing up a peace sign with one hand and a gun in the other.

The rabbit is standing infront of a gas station acting as psychotic as possible to scare the clerk into fullfilling his demands. With no local police for a good five miles the rabbit had plenty of time to leasurly do as he saw fit. Although because of the location he was also likely to be victimized by another creature of sorts whom needs the supplies and money just as bad if not worse. His attempt at a get-away would have to be flawless and quick if he were to make it out with the lute. His attaire and accessories where patched up and referbished from various sources. He hadn't even really tested his gun to see wheter or not it would pack the punch that he was looking for, which is why he is relying on sure insanity to pull off this crime. Around his neck sits a "good-luck" generic rabbits foot picked up by his wife a few hours earlier in hopes that it would let the job go easier. Since the times were rough, more so then before, he had tried a few other smaller jobs, but none were succesful as he sprained his rist and cut his foot. sirens are heard off in the distance, but with the amount of crime that is commited here, he probably wasn't their first priority so yet another few minutes were spaired. Finally he gathered all the food and cash in to his duffel bag and threw it out the door while rushing out when he decides to poke back in, which is when this image was captured.

An Unlikely, Unusual, but Very Useful Friend

( on the right...)

Sitting lonely, casually taking those who request its services to their destination, we meet our friend, a local elevator at the Fiserv building 717, 17th st. Fiserv is a financial institution that manages money mostly for the wealthy or those who could afford it. The building opens around five o’clock-ish, while the gathering of workers tend to rush in around eight.

Entering the building, a set of “Rent-a-Cop” security guards evaluate each person that walks past the polished wood finished station centered in the lobby. Each guard is dressed in the typical generic looking uniform, a blue or white collared shirt with a black or blue over jacket and black slacks. A cheesy-chromed badge covers their lower left chest and wobbles back and forth as they walk around. The guards immediately questioned my intentions while entering the building, but after some persuasion they gave me background on the building rather then interrogating.

The construction, both interior and exterior, was no more unique than any other building built in the 70’s or 80’s except for the elevator lay out. It was a typical rectangle twenty-nine or thirty story building with several symmetrical horizontal windows on each floor. The interior is also straightforward. There are a series of hallways on most of the business floors, all cream in color, with entrances that break off in to large rooms with 10x5 cubicles that are shared between two people. Although rooms grew in class and size in the upper floors. The building is set up in a weird fashion to where you have to take one set of elevators, that go from the first floor to the fifteenth, which is on the left as you enter. Then the other elevators on the right go from the lobby first floor to the fifteenth and then to the twenty-ninth floor, which is on the right. There are six elevators on both sides of the guard station for “Maximum occupancy,” stated by a guard.

As I made my way towards the first set of elevators shortly after seven o’clock I thought it would be best to take refuge in the upper second set, the fifteenth to the twenty-ninth floor elevators. The elevators on the right side, second from the front.

Only the few “early birds” were up and moving around; people who always have a smile on their face no matter the time to where they almost look plastic. All of them were dressed up in various office attire. They were mostly girls but there were a few guys.

The hallways were lined with marooned marble with elevator sections in between. One large light provided a mellow tone for the hallway while smaller lights brightened up the corners. The ceiling and floor mirrored each other except the instead of a light on the floor there was a large red tight threaded carpet for both elegance and traction. The elevator was very polished from top to bottom, inside and out. The back of the elevator was sectioned full body mirror while the sides appeared like dark red wood showing each line that a tree would have if it were real. All around the sides and seams was a glittery stainless steal trim. The front of the elevator from the inside was all stainless steal, but not as shiny because of all the wear and use. The front left contained all the buttons for floors fifteen through twenty-nine, and all the emergency buttons were color coordinated and glossy to be easy distinguished. Just above all the buttons sat about a seven-inch monitor that showed the daily news, stock and marketing, and weather. The monitor had no sound and the elevator had no speakers so all you could hear was the shrieking of the cables as tension was applied and taken off. The dimmed yellow lights shining from the ceiling made the atmosphere friendly, especially since there were rushes of people gathering towards the elevators.



A group of “plastics” followed by some casual dressed people made their way in to the gleaming elevator, which grew with a musty smell of cheep colognes and sweet scented perfumes. As each person piled into the elevator as I glanced up at the metallic punched in numbers “MAXIMUM CAPACITY: 1500 LBS” and just then I found my opening question. After about twelve or thirteen people piled in all emotionlessly staring at the miniature screen at the front-top-left side of the elevator at the news channel with and eerie silence, except for a few “plastics” next to me on both sides sipping on there steaming Star Bucks coffee.

I murmured just loud enough for everyone to hear, to crack their hypnotic state, “ 17,100 people are seriously injured in elevator accidents.” Almost instantaneously all smiles ceased, every body slumped, and all wide-eyed person’s attention were at me. After about a eight second delay the elevator dinged twice and opened after climbing one floor, and a few slumped out of the elevator looking down dreading another day of slow work with large figures money that they someday hope to own. Another couple dings passed and then the doors began to merge I muttered, “Aren’t the elevators in this building going under construction as well???” Now the front and some of the mid rows were just ignoring me, but I caught the attention of those around me.

“So… how do you like the elevator? I said to the average slender woman next to me. Not realizing that I asked her, she glanced a few times, just her eyes, no motion with her face or body. After repeating myself she answered, “well I tend to enjoy the rides but… the comments that you made earlier are a bit frightening.” When she spoke her lower jaw bobbed to the lower left and then back up again, like a horse eating hey. “I was just looking for a potential candidate to ask a few questions to, would you mind?” Narrowing her eyes she replied, “ I could spare five minutes or so.”

“Did you know that elevators originated in the early 19th century, but didn’t truly evolve and modernize until 1880?” Her attitude seemed to slight as she thought I was just another student doing typical student affairs. Before she could reply I brought up the fact that the elevator was surely pushing the maximum capacity with twelve or plus more people. From the center right side of the elevator a plump bald man, really short in stature, replied, “I have noticed that since I worked her,” chuckling, “but never really thought about it till you brought up the injury statistic!” a few more deep chuckles and smiles filled the crammed space.

“Would anyone go as far as to personify an elevator as a friend? I mean it takes you were you need to go, especially when your too tired to take the stairs, it even introduces you to new people.” The elevator atmosphere completely lightened as conversations sputtered back and forth between everyone in the elevator. The woman with the awkward jaw spoke up and said, “As a friend? I don’t know if I would go that far, but I do consider it to be a very appropriate invention.” Cocking my head back and adjusting my voice, “Who here has been in an elevator alone, and just did something that you wouldn’t normally do like sing to some music, start talking, dancing, anything out of the ordinary with in the past year?” Everyone agreed that at one point or time they had done something, and while some of the people in the front stepped off they continued the conversation with each other out of the elevator. “Wouldn’t you consider that a comfort zone, something that you’d have with a friend?” At different times I could hear, “I guess so, but I never thought of it like that,” from different parts of the elevator.

What was left of the crow had gotten off between the seventeenth and twenty-sixth floor. Just one guy and me remained in the elevator. But as his floor approached he turned and said, “I understand where you are coming from, but it is such a weird idea, and I will be sure to consider the idea the next time ride!”

Riding back down to the lobby I glanced around the elevator looking at all the fine details and craftsmanship put into it, each rivet, every lCD lighting the elevator and buttons, and the even tiny TV screen displaying the news with no sound, only in subtitles, all added up to a mechanized machine that could be treated as such, or as another friend considering the give and take relationship shared between the elevator and its riders.

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ONE StrangE FrienD

I don’t know why but when I think of this observational essay I have so many ideas, yet I continuously come back to an elevator idea. I don’t know why but it intrigues me. So many people use them and yet no one appreciates them for their services. From the two floor elevators to the high rise building elevators, so many people use them and hardly take appreciation of their construction and their services to the hard working people who use them. I though it would be interesting to observe “The Life of an Elevator” from the single guy who rides, thinking he is alone singing or doing something regrettably embarrassing to the packed uncomfortable feeling in the office buildings. The history of elevators goes back to 1850, and that is a lot of untold info that needs to be presented.

http://www.geocities.com/WallStreet/1484/floor5.htm

A little history on our not so known friend.
Elevators were in service but there was only one problem, brakes!!! Elisha Graves Otis (1811-1861) took care of this after some experiments went down. The closest elevator that resembles our modernized series was introduced in 1880 when electric elevators exploded onto the scene.

Elevators lift everything from space shuttles, people, and even cars but for my essay I want to narrow it down to human-elevator interactions.


There is even a union for elevator constructors,

http://www.iuec.org/

International Union of Elevator Constructors. There are well over 25,000 members dedicated to the construction of elevators.

I mean if you are like most people, you usually have an interest in seeing how things work, dissecting things until they are understood. This is basic human instinct to take things apart and see how they work. Elevators fascinate me in this way I suppose which is why I am going to write an essay on them.

http://science.howstuffworks.com/elevator.htm

If you think about it, elevators are a major common usage in every day life, especially since they are practically everywhere. For instance somewhere and the beginning of some workday, for fun sake, lets say an IRS employee is on his way to work. He/she woke up with an average morning, doing the same ol’ routine but know he/she can’t be late again because of anything other wise the boss is really going to crack down. Now lets say he/she makes it to work, passing up a traffic delay, with a decent attitude ready to start his/her day greeting his passing co-workers on the entry-level floor. There are a series of elevators, roughly four, but all in use. Three of the elevators just took off from his/her current floor and being so early in the day, there is no chance taking them; waiting for those would be certain confrontation because they are going to stop on practically every floor going up and down. While the last elevator sits on the 3rd floor where it has been for the past few weeks because the maintenance company hasn’t taken the time to come out and fix it. Now that employee has to walk all the way up to an upper 30’s level floor using the stairs. Which in turn causes tardiness which forces confrontation with the boss, making the employee enraged beyond belief. NOTE… IT IS EASYER TO TAKE OUT ONES ANGER ON OTHERS RATHER THEN LETTING IT SIT… and maybe you are the unlucky one who gets his/her taxes on top of the stack set in front of that employee on that day.

a whole bunch on nothing makes the world go round

WARNING: THIS VIDEO CONTAINS THE USE OF PROFANITY.






The video I chose was shown to me by a friend in the last weeks of my high school year, and yet to this day I laugh every time I see it. The video is basically a cut scene from a old G.I. JOE episode that is dubbed over with hilarious random sayings that will confuse the viewer if taken too seriously. I found the video so hilarious because the old G.I. JOE cartoons were based on typical America, being patriotic and so forth, and at the end of an episode a “moral to the story” would be given similar to one of the political commercials, just strait and blunt like, “DON’T DO DRUGS”, etc. This video has no true focal point because it is so random. If the viewer tries to correlate what is said in the video with what is going on, and what is said and done later, then only more chaos is caused. In the original episode you can see how tense the kids become when the fire is started and yet when the G.I. JOE guy enters he is tranquil and composed with his actions gesturing the children to evacuate the building. The dubbing however is insane. The kids ramble on as they stand in shock at the rising smoke, when all the sudden the G.I. JOE comes to the rescue. Still appearing calm but vocally uncontrollable. He screams at the kids and everything that he does just adds towards the comedy of the video. “….WE’RE ALL DEAD!!!” The creatures of this video basically reversed the characters vocally making them seem totally insane. This is I guess as close to a focal point as this video gets cause it is utterly pointless other then the fact that it is a parody of a classic cartoon. Things like this make the Internet interesting, including all forms of media on the Internet. When you have a craving for just about anything from humor to adventure the Internet is there and it is then and there not a at a selected time which you have to wait for. This makes the Internet a powerful tool in today’s society. Hand-held devices like Ipods, mp3’s, phones, all offer some sort of media but it is limited access while the Internet is on going and filled with everything that you could ever imagine.

Here goes a link to some of the other videos on youtube

G.I. JOE