Sleep, which occupies more than one-third of our lives, has been relegated to a quiet corner of mystery, like a far-off celestial planet that shines bright but appears too far off to really ponder or try to fully understand.
There is a constant world struggle between the energy HAVES and the HAVE-NOTS. Between the unstable Middle East oil nations, and most of the rest of the world. Between Russia--and its Eastern and Western European neighbors, between the HAVES of Central and South American and the Asian HAVE NOTS.
This is my fourth year attending the Los Angeles Film Festival, produced by Film Independent and hosted by L.A. Live Regal Cinemas in downtown Los Angeles.
I have to recognize, I knew almost nothing about the tragedy that happened almost 30 years ago in Chernobyl, Ukraine. The nuclear power plant accident was catastrophic, and its effects on the population were beyond human comprehension.
Urbex and photographer Iain Bolton offer us a haunting glimpse into the town of Pripyat, the nuclear city established in February of 1970 to support a nearby power plant you might have heard of... It was called Chernobyl.
While the history of support and opposition to nuclear power has been largely defined by the series of accidents that have brought safety into question, nuclear energy's role in preventing air pollution and greenhouse gas emissions has also been important in decision-making around nuclear development.
Given the intense focus on Iran's intentions, it is logical that arms control issues dominate discussions about nuclear power in the Middle East. But receiving far too little attention are questions about nuclear safety. The lessons of Chernobyl and Fukushima must be kept in mind regardless of how new nuclear capabilities are employed.
This town would have been special in any country; let alone Ukraine where most villages are thankful if they have 24-hour running water. Now before me was nothing but ruble and the ever-present sound of crunching glass shattering as we traipsed through the vacant city center.
Some people can't just let things drop. They just can't let them go. In some cases passion and commitment to a higher cause keeps them hanging on. Such is the case with National Geographic photographer Gerd Ludwig.
The Palais de Tokyo was never conceived as a restful museum. Its curators aim to tempt, to tantalize and very often to torment us with the brilliant sights and dark sorrows that accompany us into the night and bring us encouragement toward new days.
Fluoride causes cancer. Childhood vaccines cause autism. Climate change is a hoax. Where do all these patent mistruths come from?
I found myself squirming as I watched the Olympic opening ceremonies, physically uncomfortable as the camera panned the enormous new stadium. It seemed unnervingly ambitious for contractors who had also produced the likes of a bathroom with two toilets in a single stall.
No, I haven't been everywhere, and some places I don't go to because I'm a conscientious objector (Zimbabwe, anyone?) but I can still dream. And plan. Because dictators, xenophobia and being broke wont last forever!
If your habitual response to the unknown is fear, you will probably not have a lot of fun raising children. On the bright side, the regimen of parenting is an excellent way to overcome it.
Recent disclosures of tons of radioactive water from the damaged Fukushima reactors spilling into the ocean are just the latest evidence of the continuing incompetence of the Japanese utility, TEPCO.
Does elevated, uncontrolled radiation gush--as from an artery--out of Japan's maimed Fukushima Daiichi nuclear plant and into the Pacific Ocean?