Richard Ramirez

The woods do that to you, they always look familiar, long lost, like the face of a long-dead relative, like an old dream, like a piece of forgotten song drifting across the water, most of all like golden eternities of past childhood or past manhood and all the living and the dying and the heartbreak that went on a million years ago and the clouds as they pass overhead seem to testify (by their own lonesome familiarity) to this feeling.

— Jack Kerouac, from The Dharma Bums

Rain and Fog on Hills Lake
North Little Rock, Arkansas, USA

A man enjoys a boat ride on Lake Powell in 1973.

Off-shore oil wells in Galveston Bay, June 1972.

Mountains of Canada, 1984

How did the Irish poet say it, hmm? "E'er friend for today, is tomorrow's heartbreak."

“One does not only wish to be understood when one writes, one wishes just as surely not to be understood.”

—The Gay Science, §381 (excerpt).

Trans-Europ-Express, 1968

A freighter moves slowly up the Houston ship channel as girls fish from the shore, September 1973. Oil derricks are visible in the background.

Ted Kaczynski in 1978, the same year he constructed and mailed his first bomb

Katayama Bokuyo, Forest

About a year later, as the killings between mafia mobs continued, on March 21, 1980, Don Angelo Bruno was shot in the right temple and killed trying to get out of his car in front of his home in the Little Italy section of Philly. After his murder, the New York mob specifically told Philadelphia’s police and EMT’s not to touch Bruno’s body and to let it remain in his car as a brutal message to all. Angelo Bruno’s corpse sat slumped over in his Cadillac for three days without being moved.