Artist removes 1 inch off the peak of England’s highest mountain; Brits want their inch back.
It is still England’s highest mountain, but Scafell Pike is ever so slightly smaller now after an artist stole the top inch of the summit to display in a gallery.
Oscar Santillan, 34, was accused of vandalism after removing the stone pinnacle of the 3,209ft Lake District peak for an exhibition in London.
Ian Stephens, managing director of Cumbria Tourism, said: “This is taking the mickey and we want the top of our mountain back.”
I love art
This is the funniest thing I have ever seen
what r they going to do just glue it back on
This is hilarious from the people who robbed half the planet of their cultural artifacts.
Hold that fucker hostage until England starts giving shit back.
This is both amazing and profoundly irritating – the exact writing equivalent of that thing artists do – you know, how they’ll mess up anything that’s on expensive paper and planned in every single detail but get them doodling during a boring lesson and suddenly they’re Michel-bloody-angelo.
petition to crowdfund a book collection of weirdly deep fridge poems
Now that I’m studying bio, may I just say how fervently I wish my primary association with the words “alpha, beta, omega” was literally anything other than what it is
My nutrition professor was talking about vitamins and said, “the only reason you all even know the words alpha and omega is because of sororities,” and I wanted so badly to raise my hand and be like “if you’re gonna be a dick for some reason, please let me explain to you in depth my immediate connotations for those words”
I’m in training to become a phlebotomist and at my last class we did blood typing and let me tell you when I walked into the lab to see A/B/O written in massive letters on the whiteboard I felt six years come off my lifespan
once I used a phrase alpha and omega of something during a lecture and one of the students giggled so hysterically I *knew* and I looked at her and she looked at me, and let me tell you, this was the most profound moment of horror and understanding I have ever shared with another person
look at this shit. look. at. this. shit. it has fifteen thousand notes. what does it mean? why does a picture of the pin k panther with a to do lis that makes NO SENSE have fiFTEEN FUCKING NOTES. WHY. my mom could make better posts that this shit. what even. fuck tumblr.
looks like someone doesnt know what to do. to do. to do, to do, to do, to do, to dooooooooooooo, dodododododo
I got this result 3 times with 3 different things I’ve written. Apparently, she’s the author of The Handmaid’s Tale.
eakjhgr kjdhfgjhhskfhjgskdjhfg I WANT MY MONEY BACK
It told me three times in a row that I write like Chuck Palahnuik and I’d be deeply discouraged, if not for the fact that typing nothing but “rings rings rings” over and over again suggested I write most like Arthur C. Clarke.
I’ll fuckin’ take it!
(I also got Lewis Carroll with a different piece of writing and am unsure about how to take that)
…..Apparently I write like either Anne Rice or David Foster Wallace. Which, um. One of these is not like the other.
I got Stephenie Meyer and then Leo Tolstoy. This is a huge difference. And it was from an earlier segment of the same fic.The dialogue heavy part is apparently reminiscent of Twilight (which, ugh) but the part without dialogue is reminiscent of War and Peace. So I suppose being a halfway point isn’t a terrible thing. x’D
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