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Next to torture, art persuades fastest

Oscar Wilde said that.

Over at jwz, I found this story about anarchists using modern art to torture prisoners during the Spanish Civil War.

Any twelve year old kid on a field trip to a museum will gladly tell you that they are being tortured right now by modern art. I go into convulsions anytime I see something by the idiot Jeff Koons.

These guys went a little farther than casting a mold of an inflatable rabbit in steel, though. According to the article:

Beds were placed at a 20 degree angle, making them near-impossible to sleep on, and the floors of the 6ft by 3ft cells was scattered with bricks and other geometric blocks to prevent prisoners from walking backwards and forwards...the walls, which were curved and covered with mind-altering patterns of cubes, squares, straight lines and spirals which utilised tricks of colour, perspective and scale to cause mental confusion and distress. Lighting effects gave the impression that the dizzying patterns on the wall were moving.

This disturbing account of torture in Spain shows that Spanish prisons have not gotten any better.







I have had back surgeries and this site helps to distract me from the pain. When I am finding cool sites and ranting, I feel better.

Would acupuncture help with the symptoms of sciatica or would any other complementary medical solutions be worth considering?

I have found it helpful to do the stretching exercises my physical therapist recommends. Do some core strengthening exercises, such as the ones highlighted at The Mayo Clinic. By keeping your core strong, your back won't put itself in a position to cause that sciatica pain you are having.

This book, Back Pain: What You Need to Know (Johns Hopkins), is very good and inexpensive; regardless of what the review on amazon says.

Good luck and try to stay off the pills (unless you really, really need them!)



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