Harry Hope's Saloon

This blog takes it's name from the setting for O'Neill's The Iceman Cometh -- a lousy gin-mill; a smoked-out, greasy dive where the habitues have all landed, it seems, permanently. Their lives, in each case, are paralyzed by fear and laziness. Like my own.

Wednesday, June 29, 2005

Freedom Tower

Who named this thing, anyway? Why do "we" have to be represented in such an embarrasing way at every opportunity?

I kind of like the necessary emphasis on anti-kablooey, indestructable security throughout the design of a project so named, too. Good stuff, when you think about it.


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