One-Way Ticket to Memetown

15,000s generations of humanity, yet we have evolved not at all.

Bound like animals to the laws of physics! Shamed before the universe!

And in all of history, only one man has stood to say, that he will dictate what is and is not possible in this world.

I speak of this man!

(killer techno begins)

For he has broken reality! And all of time pours out around us now at once! Simultaneous and endless, erasing cause and effect, and opening all possibilities before us!

And the ancient powers are subordinated to their own creation! And they smile at his achievement!

And they say, 'He Shall Live Forever, For He Does Not Do It For Money, He Does Not Do It For Glory, He Does It For His People, He Does It For His Country, He Does It FOR FREEDOM!'

And the Gods shine down on us now! And the Gods shine down on us still! Because of him alone! Because of Him alone!

A lot of us were raised with the idea that “its normal for wives/children to get hit! it helps them learn– only white folk don’t get beaten when they misbehave”. That’s not true, white people aren’t the only ones who deserve a safe and abuse free environment. Black and brown people can and do have loving families. 

This is the control room, and if you look closely, you'll see a dark stripe in the carpet running the perimeter of the room. This was referred to as the "velvet rope," and absolutely NO ONE was allowed to cross it without authorization. It was under constant observation from an adjacent office, and I was told that if someone did set foot inside without permission, things got VERY serious VERY quickly.

This is one of the computer stations, and to me, it's such a gorgeous encapsulation of its period of technology, the sort of aesthetic that shows like Lost will bend over backwards to recreate.

As I was scouting, I noticed the day calendar had last been torn off about when the plant closed for good...

Then we went into the nuclear reactor, and the whole damn thing was just so spooky.

Looking back, I think it came from an overwhelming feeling of utter insignificance in the face of the sheer power this colossus was designed to produce.

The scale was just so out of proportion to every day reality, the sort of place where a weight of "46000 LBS" is just casually noted on the side of a part.

Peering into where the core would've been, all I could think is that I'd never want the job where you have to climb down that ladder on the left while this thing was in operation.

If you're interested in seeing more, you can find my full tour here!

https://nickcarr.com/scouting-a-decommissioned-nuclear-power-plant/