In some ways people are all the same, regardless of economic status. A certain luxury high-rise residence decided it was necessary to put this notice at the entrance.
Pet debris? Old dog collars? Ragged chew toys? No, I think the message is, “Don’t bring your dog’s shit inside.”
Ötzi was minding his own business, traveling through the Alps, when he was shot from behind. The arrow went deep into his shoulder. He fell against a rock and died, face down in the snow. He was dressed for his trek, wearing a menagerie of clothing: goatskin leggings, sheepskin loincloth, cow-leather shoelaces, brown-bear hat, sheep and goat coat. He carried a deerskin quiver. We don’t know what friends and family he left behind or if any search was made for him. Ötzi’s frozen remains were discovered 5,300 years later.
What Ötzi had for lunch that fateful day, and other interesting details, can be found here.
Portland’s Tilikum Crossing opened about a year ago. The bridge is open to buses, streetcars, light rail, bicycles and pedestrians. No truck or auto traffic. Walkers and bikers travel side by side, each with a designated lane. A guerilla artist apparently decided the symbols were lacking character, and so added some personality.