#paul taub

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#pokolenie #andrzej wajda #1955 #blow up #baumaterial-lager #paul taub #282 #roman polanski #dwaj ludzie z szafą #two man and a wardrobe #1958 #das schöne fräulein schragg #am ende der welt

[spaceasianmillennial]

SUFFS Notes: So I've seen both the off-Broadway and Broadway version

2 years earlier, I experienced the Public version of Suffs (before Hillary Clinton and Malala Yousafzai got producer credits). I even own two press scripts.

The Broadway Suffs opening is "Let Mother Vote" and oh I did fell in love with this opening because of how well it established the Carrie's conservative formation and showed us just how seductive it can be. I also kinda miss the older version that opened with woman and non-binary performers dressed as anti-suffrage men making all these awful anti-suffs slogans. By dressing up as the patriachy, these women and non-binary actors really own the story. The Broadway version has less emphasis on ensemble anti-suffs.

Anyone who has seen the Broadway version know that President Woodrow Wilson (Grace McLean) can't stop singing about "Ladies" and their proper domestic place. Now the off-Broadway run has an comedic ironic payoff to this. President Wilson suddenly gets a chest pain, a stroke, and it is a silly moment (I remember the entire theatre laughing hard). We see a few blackouts of him suffering, and SUDDENLY COSTUME CHANGE, Grace McLean is standing there in a black dress, now playing First Lady Edith Wilson, who took up "Stewardship" when her husband was disabled by his stroke. So Edith starts signing some of his paperwork, ("tariff reform, YOUR FAVORITE") and she runs into a paper that says, "Support for Ratification of the Suffrage Amendment." The stage direction indicates she might be on the "verge of epiphany," and she wonders if she should support it, but then she's like "Absolutely NO!" and rips it. It's a funny way of indicating that just because a First Lady has a Presidential role, that doesn't mean she has empathy for women's rights.

I can see why they cut from the Public, but I do miss the silly transformation sequence of President Wilson‘s stroke and Edith Wilson’s stewardship. (Just cause a First Lady got handed power, doesn’t mean she’s gonna save you.)

One striking change is more conspicuous racial stratification in the cast whereas Aisha de Haas, a Black actor, played the white socialite/Tennessee mother at the Public. Light-skinned BIPOC play white characters, and the Broadway script/direction nods a little more when a dark-skinned BIPOC is in a white role.

For example, in the Broadway version, a Black Tsilala Brock plays the white Irish Dudley and President Wilson utters the lines, "honest for an Irishman!" to bring deliberate attention to the race-bent casting.

Also, the Filipino actress Jaygee Macapugay plays the white Mollie Hay. When Wilson says, "The south will never let ladies vote, let alone colored ladies, thank God," he condescendingly takes Mollie Hay by the waist and Jaygee scrunches this deliberately astonished expression at "colored ladies."

The Broadway version cuts out verses of an anonymous Chinese American suffrage who brought her baby to a march. So I went to the Broadway SUFFS with a Black woman seatmate (who never caught the older version) and she felt the musical didn't directly address other suffrage ethnicities outside of white women and Black women. Yes, there is a diversity of BIPOC people playing white suffrages in both versions, but now there's no longer a direct acknowledgment of Asian suffrages.

The Broadway did some good work to add a sequence of Inez Milholland (Hannah Cruz) working herself to the bone and exhausting herself across states, with a succession of banners indicating another location, leading to her tragic death. It hit way harder than the off-Broadway version (where Phillipa Soo played Inez).

The Broadway version of Suffs tightened some of the numbers. For example, "When We Are Married/If We Are Married" were separate private moments. The Broadway version combined them and juxtaposition the kisses between the heterosexual Dudley and Doris Stevens ("When We Are Married") with the clandestine lesbian Mollie Hay and Carrie Chapman Catt ("IF We Were Married").

Mollie and Carrie did not kiss in the older iteration. So the script goes from Mollie and Carrie "They want to kiss, but there are people around" to "both couples kiss." A moment where Mollie tells Carrie, "Carrie, it's getting late. Come upstairs" (a major hint of their relationship) was also not in the off-Broadway version.

#suffs #musical #broadway #I like both but also feel complicated about it #alice paul #shaina taub #women's suffrage

[movie-titlecards]

Puppet on a Chain (1970)

My rating: 4/10

One of those Bond knockoffs that were big in the 60s and 70s: Some guy goes to an Exotic And Picturesque Locale somewhere in Europe (in this case the Netherlands, though more typically it's somewhere Mediterranean) and gets shot at a bunch by some one-dimensionally evil bad guys. In this case they're drug smugglers, so there's a bit in the middle where it turns into a ham-fisted anti drug PSA for a bit, complete with a gruff-voiced authority figure talking about how weed is an evil gateway drug that murders teens in their sleep, or something. I suppose this is not the worst example of this particular subgenre, but it's still pretty dull and trite and not really worth watching.

#Puppet on a Chain #Geoffrey Reeve #Alistair MacLean #Paul Wheeler #Don Sharp #Sven-Bertil Taube #Barbara Parkins #Alexander Knox #Youtube

[andsjuliet]

2024 books read

2024 goal: 150 books

january: 1 - heartstopper vol. 1 → alice oseman (reread) 2 - heartstopper vol. 2 → alice oseman (reread) 3 - heartstopper vol. 3 → alice oseman (reread) 4 - heartstopper vol. 4 → alice oseman (reread) 5 - heartstopper vol. 5 → alice oseman 6 - a fragile enchantment → allison saft 7 - some shall break → ellie marney (audiobook) 8 - only if you're lucky → stacy willingham (arc) 9 - over my dead body: a witchy graphic novel → sweeney boo 10 - notes on an execution → danya kukafka (physical & audiobook) 11 - murder on the orient express → agatha christie (reread) 12 - our wives under the sea → julia armfield (physical & audiobook) 13 - the invocations → krystal sutherland (arc) 14 - red string theory → lauren kung jessen 15 - the breakup tour → emily wibberley & austin siegemund-broka (arc) 16 - the name drop → susan lee 17 - the secret of the old clock → carolyn keene (reread) 18 - bright young women → jessica knoll (audiobook) 19 - last call at the local → sarah grunder ruiz (audiobook) 20 - no one can know → kate alice marshall

february: 21 - worst wingman ever → abby jimenez 22 - drop, cover, and hold on → jasmine guillory 23 - with any luck → ashley poston 24 - the atlas six → olivie blake (reread, audiobook) 25 - that's not my name → megan lally 26 - not here to stay friends → kaitlyn hill 27 - this golden state → marit weisenberg 28 - today tonight tomorrow → rachel lynn solomon (reread, annotation) 29 - past present future → rachel lynn solomon (arc, annotation) 30 - the atlas paradox → olivie blake (reread, audiobook) 31 - the guest list → lucy foley (audiobook) 32 - in the market for murder → t.e. kinsey (audiobook) 33 - the neighbor favor → kristina forest 34 - in the mix → mandy gonzalez 35 - everyone in my family has killed someone → benjamin stevenson 36 - the seven year slip → ashley poston 37 - veronica ruiz breaks the bank → elle cosimano (audiobook) 38 - finlay donovan rolls the dice → elle cosimano (audiobook) 39 - the simmonds house kills → meaghan dwyer (arc)

march: 40 - the mysterious case of the alperton angels → janice hallett 41 - the book of cold cases → simone st. james 42 - what the river knows → isabel ibañez (audiobook) 43 - cut loose! → ali stroker & stacy davidowitz 44 - how i'll kill you → ren destefano 45 - the reappearance of rachel price → holly jackson (arc) 46 - when no one is watching → alyssa cole (audiobook) 47 - outofshapeworthlessloser: a memoir of figure skating, f*cking up, and figuring it out → gracie gold (audiobook) 48 - julius caesar → william shakespeare (rerad, audiobook) 49 - the family plot → megan collins (audiobook) 50 - if we were villains → m.l. rio (reread) 51 - alone with you in the ether → olivie blake (physical & audiobook) 52 - disappearance at devil's rock → paul tremblay (audiobook)

april: 53 - shakespeare: romeo and juliet graphic novel → martin powell & eva cabrera 54 - shakespeare: macbeth graphic novel → martin powell & f. daniel perez 55 - shakespeare: julius caesar graphic novel → carl bown & eduardo garcia 56 - shakespeare: a midsummer night's dream graphic novel → nel yomtov & berenice muniz 57 - twelfth knight → alexene farol follmuth (arc) 58 - kill for me, kill for you → steve cavanagh 59 - murder road → simone st. james 60 - everyone on this train is a suspect → benjamin stevenson 61 - listen for the lie → amy tintera 62 - king cheer → molly horton booth, stephanie kate strohm, jamie green 63 - twelfth night (musical adaptation) → kwame kwei-armah & shaina taub 64 - in juliet's garden → judy elliot mcdonald 65 - fat ham → james ijames 66 - death by shakespeare → philip l. nicholas, jr 67 - a good girl's guide to murder → holly jackson (reread) 68 - good girl, bad blood → holly jackson (reread) 69 - as good as dead → holly jackson (reread) 70 - dark corners → megan goldin (audiobook) 71 - the one that got away with murder → trish lundy (audiobook) 72 - funny story → emily henry 73 - imogen says nothing → aditi brennan kapil 74 - people we meet on vacation → emily henry (audiobook, reread)

may: 75 - episode thirteen → craig dilouie 76 - the girls i've been → tess sharpe (reread) 77 - the girl in question → tess sharpe (arc) 78 - wild about you → kaitlyn hill (arc) 79 - just for the summer → abby jimenez 80 - my best friend's exorcism → grady hendrix 81 - second first date → rachel lynn solomon 82 - the ballad of darcy & russell → morgan matson 83 - the good, the bad, and the aunties → jesse q. sutanto (audiobook)

#post: 2024 books read #i always get SO excited to start these threads! #and as y'all know i love starting the new year with a reread #so i figured this year it would be heartstopper and then i'd finally get to read heartstopper vol 5 #i loved it which is no surprise #i just love these characters so much <3

[familyabolisher]

July 2023 reading

Books:

Melissa Gira Grant, Playing The Whore: The Work Of Sex Work

Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary tr. Eleanor Marx-Aveling

John Lahr, Mad Pilgrimage of the Flesh: Tennessee Williams

Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude tr. Gregory Rabassa

Sayaka Murata, Earthlings tr. Ginny Tapley Takemori

John Rieder, Colonialism and the Emergence of Science Fiction

Tennessee Williams, Cat on a Hot Tin Roof

Tennessee Williams, The Glass Menagerie

Tennessee Williams, Memoirs

Tennessee Williams, A Streetcar Named Desire

Tennessee Williams, Suddenly Last Summer

Essays:

Paul Kincaid, On the Origins of Genre

Articles:

Alex Barasch, After "Barbie," Mattel Is Raiding Its Entire Toybox

Max Fox, Free the Children

Deepa Kumar, Imperialist Feminism

Terry Nguyen, The Diversity Elevator - On R.F. Kuang's Yellowface

Mandy Shunnarah, Olives, Climate Change, and Zionism

Ben Taub, The Titan Submersible Was "An Accident Waiting to Happen"

Short stories:

Sayaka Murata, A Clean Marriage tr. Ginny Tapley Takemori

Other:

Max Graves, What Happens Next

#reading #really short on essays/articles this month sorry gang. i spent 100% of my laptop time reading umineko

[lifewaster-imdanger98]

Das' jetzt für jeden, der sich Dinge kauft, die ihm nicht stehen

Von Geld, das ihm nicht gehört

Um Leute zu beeindrucken, die er nicht mal kennt

Услышь меня

Amsterdam, Rotterdam, Utrecht, 's-Hertogenbosch (aha)

Wir holen es raus, Bruder, bergen den Stoff (so)

Wir sind taub, Bruder, wer, wenn nicht Gott? (Wer?)

Sind aus Staub, Bruder, wenn es ausufert

Mann, dann sterben wir doch (rah, whoop, whoop)

Ich bin ein Dieb im Gesetz

Unter mei'm 4 GTS blinkt ein GPRS (aha, aha)

Verdeckte Ermittler, Headsets und Filter (klick, klick)

Hektische Bilder vom Treffen der Killer (brr)

Wieder einmal ist einer von uns gegangen (Ruhe in Frieden, aha)

Wieder einmal brachte er Tonnen ins Land (yeah)

Doch wir kommen nicht ran wegen Dollars und Bank

Parken den Wagen im Hafen und warten auf Zoll und Versand (ahu)

Wir hab'n hier Fäuste wie Cassius Clay

Royce oder S-Coupé, Freunde beim FSB (hab'n wir)

Kolja, für immer ein Mann

Die Scheiß Bullen können noch nicht einmal 'ne Grippe einfangen (hahaha)

Morgens um zehn im Porsche GT

Bei Jean Paul Gaultier auf der Champs-Élysées (cha-cha)

Mach seit 2010 mit dem Zollamt Geschäfte (aha)

Stell dich einmal in Weg und dann rollen die Köpfe (komm)

Alle meine Freunde sind nervös

Denn einer meiner Freunde hat einen seiner Freunde in Säure aufgelöst

Was für Rocker im Rücken?

2016 wurd hier einem meiner Freunde schon der Kopf abgeschnitten

Klack

Wer macht hier mit Cocaine sein Geld (wer?)

Und erobert die Welt - Sinaloa-Kartell

Ich sitz im Aston DB (aha), im Heck des Coupés

Sprich mein letztes Gebet, dass Bogotá nicht hält (Gott)

Wir führen hier Krieg um die Hauptstadt, Krieg um das Ausland

Krieg um die Kaufkraft mit biblischem Ausmaß (Realtalk)

Partys, London, Platin, Plombo, Paris-Longchamp

Maserati, la Ferrari, roll nach wie vor mit Badr Hari

Durchs Stade de France und Blick auf Paparazzis

Je-jed-jed-jeden Tag bin ich nur am Waterlandplein

2021 kaufst du Art & Design

Kolja Goldstein ~ Terminal

#kolja goldstein #rap #lyrics #lyric posting #german rap #song quotes #zitate #Spotify

[xtruss]

The Titan Submersible Was “An Accident Waiting to Happen”

Interviews and e-mails with expedition leaders and employees reveal how OceanGate ignored desperate warnings from inside and outside the company. “It’s a lemon,” one wrote.

— By Ben Taub | July 1, 2023

Stockton Rush, the co-founder and C.E.O. of OceanGate, inside Cyclops I, a submersible, on July 19, 2017. Photographs by Balazs Gardi

The primary task of a submersible is to not implode. The second is to reach the surface, even if the pilot is unconscious, with oxygen to spare. The third is for the occupants to be able to open the hatch once they surface. The fourth is for the submersible to be easy to find, through redundant tracking and communications systems, in case rescue is required. Only the fifth task is what is ordinarily thought of as the primary one: to transport people into the dark, hostile deep.

At dawn four summers ago, the French submariner and Titanic expert Paul-Henri Nargeolet stood on the bow of an expedition vessel in the North Atlantic. The air was cool and thick with fog, the sea placid, the engine switched off, and the Titanic was some thirty-eight hundred metres below. The crew had gathered for a solemn ceremony, to pay tribute to the more than fifteen hundred people who had died in the most famous maritime disaster more than a hundred years ago. Rob McCallum, the expedition leader, gave a short speech, then handed a wreath to Nargeolet, the oldest man on the ship. As is tradition, the youngest—McCallum’s nephew—was summoned to place his hand on the wreath, and he and Nargeolet let it fall into the sea.

Inside a hangar on the ship’s stern sat a submersible known as the Limiting Factor. In the previous year, McCallum, Nargeolet, and others had taken it around the Earth, as part of the Five Deeps Expedition, a journey to the deepest point in each ocean. The team had mapped unexplored trenches and collected scientific samples, and the Limiting Factor’s chief pilot, Victor Vescovo—a Texan hedge-fund manager who had financed the entire operation—had set numerous diving records. But, to another member of the expedition team, Patrick Lahey, the C.E.O. of Triton Submarines (which had designed and built the submersible), one record meant more than the rest: the marine-classification society DNV had certified the Limiting Factor’s “maximum permissible diving depth” as “unlimited.” That process was far from theoretical; a DNV inspection engineer was involved in every stage of the submersible’s creation, from design to sea trials and diving. He even sat in the passenger seat as Lahey piloted the Limiting Factor to the deepest point on Earth.

After the wreath sank from view, Vescovo climbed down the submersible hatch, and the dive began. For some members of the crew, the site of the wreck was familiar. McCallum, who co-founded a company called eyos Expeditions, had transported tourists to the Titanic in the two-thousands, using two Soviet submarines that had been rated to six thousand metres. Another crew member was a Titanic obsessive—his endless talk of davits and well decks still rattles in my head. But it was Paul-Henri Nargeolet whose life was most entwined with the Titanic. He had dived it more than thirty times, beginning shortly after its discovery, in 1985, and now served as the underwater-research director for the organization that owns salvaging rights to the wreck.

Nargeolet had also spent the past year as Vescovo’s safety manager. “When I set out on the Five Deeps project, I told Patrick Lahey, ‘Look, I don’t know submarine technology—I need someone who works for me to independently validate whatever design you come up with, and its construction and operation,’ ” Vescovo recalled, this week. “He recommended P. H. Nargeolet, whom he had known for decades.” Nargeolet, whose wife had recently died, was a former French naval commander—an underwater-explosives expert who had spent much of his life at sea. “He had a sterling reputation, the perfect résumé,” Vescovo said. “And he was French. And I love the French.”

When Vescovo reached the silty bottom at the Titanic site, he recalled his private preparations with Nargeolet. “He had very good knowledge of the currents and the wreck,” Vescovo told me. “He briefed me on very specific tactical things: ‘Stay away from this place on the stern’; ‘Don’t go here’; ‘Try and maintain this distance at this part of the wreck.’ ” Vescovo surfaced about seven hours later, exhausted and rattled from the debris that he had encountered at the ship’s ruins, which risk entangling submersibles that approach too close. But the Limiting Factor was completely fine. According to its certification from DNV, a “deep dive,” for insurance and inspection purposes, was anything below four thousand metres. A journey to the Titanic, thirty-eight hundred metres down, didn’t even count.

Nargeolet remained obsessed with the Titanic, and, before long, he was invited to return. “To P. H., the Titanic was Ulysses’ sirens—he could not resist it,” Vescovo told me. A couple of weeks ago, Nargeolet climbed into a radically different submersible, owned by a company called OceanGate, which had spent years marketing to the general public that, for a fee of two hundred and fifty thousand dollars, it would bring people to the most famous shipwreck on Earth. “People are so enthralled with Titanic,” OceanGate’s founder, Stockton Rush, told a BBC documentary crew last year. “I read an article that said there are three words in the English language that are known throughout the planet. And that’s ‘Coca-Cola,’ ‘God,’ and ‘Titanic.’ ”

Nargeolet served as a guide to the wreck, Rush as the pilot. The other three occupants were tourists, including a father and son. But, before they reached the bottom, the submersible vanished, triggering an international search-and-rescue operation, with an accompanying media frenzy centered on counting down the hours until oxygen would run out.

McCallum, who was leading an expedition in Papua New Guinea at the time, knew the outcome almost instantly. “The report that I got immediately after the event—long before they were overdue—was that the sub was approaching thirty-five hundred metres,” he told me, while the oxygen clock was still ticking. “It dropped weights”—meaning that the team had aborted the dive—“then it lost comms, and lost tracking, and an implosion was heard.”

An investigation by the U.S. Coast Guard is ongoing; some debris from the wreckage has been salvaged, but the implosion was so violent and comprehensive that the precise cause of the disaster may never be known.

Until June 18th, a manned deep-ocean submersible had never imploded. But, to McCallum, Lahey, and other experts, the OceanGate disaster did not come as a surprise—they had been warning of the submersible’s design flaws for more than five years, filing complaints to the U.S. government and to OceanGate itself, and pleading with Rush to abandon his aspirations. As they mourned Nargeolet and the other passengers, they decided to reveal OceanGate’s history of knowingly shoddy design and construction. “You can’t cut corners in the deep,” McCallum had told Rush. “It’s not about being a disruptor. It’s about the laws of physics.”

The submersible Antipodes at the OceanGate headquarters, in Everett, Washington, on July 19, 2017.

Stockton Rush was named for two of his ancestors who signed the Declaration of Independence: Richard Stockton and Benjamin Rush. His maternal grandfather was an oil-and-shipping tycoon. As a teen-ager, Rush became an accomplished commercial jet pilot, and he studied aerospace engineering at Princeton, where he graduated in 1984.

Rush wanted to become a fighter pilot. But his eyesight wasn’t perfect, and so he went to business school instead. Years later, he expressed a desire to travel to space, and he reportedly dreamed of becoming the first human to set foot on Mars. In 2004, Rush travelled to the Mojave Desert, where he watched the launch of the first privately funded aircraft to brush against the edge of space. The only occupant was the test pilot; nevertheless, as Rush used to tell it, Richard Branson stood on the wing and announced that a new era of space tourism had arrived. At that point, Rush “abruptly lost interest,” according to a profile in Smithsonian magazine. “I didn’t want to go up into space as a tourist,” he said. “I wanted to be Captain Kirk on the Enterprise. I wanted to explore.”

Rush had grown up scuba diving in Tahiti, the Cayman Islands, and the Red Sea. In his mid-forties, he tinkered with a kit for a single-person mini-submersible, and piloted it around at shallow depths near Seattle, where he lived. A few years later, in 2009, he co-founded OceanGate, with a dream to bring tourists to the ocean world. “I had come across this business anomaly I couldn’t explain,” he recalled. “If three-quarters of the planet is water, how come you can’t access it?”

OceanGate’s first submersible wasn’t made by the company itself; it was built in 1973, and Lahey later piloted it in the North Sea, while working in the oil-and-gas industry. In the nineties, he helped refit it into a tourist submersible, and in 2009, after it had been sold a few times, and renamed Antipodes, OceanGate bought it. “I didn’t have any direct interaction with them at the time,” Lahey recalled. “Stockton was one of these people that was buying these older subs and trying to repurpose them.”

In 2015, OceanGate announced that it had built its first submersible, in collaboration with the University of Washington’s Applied Physics Laboratory. In fact, it was mostly a cosmetic and electrical refit; Lahey and his partners had built the underlying vessel, called Lula, for a Portuguese marine research nonprofit almost two decades before. It had a pressure hull that was the shape of a capsule pill and made of steel, with a large acrylic viewport on one end. It was designed to go no deeper than five hundred metres—a comfortable cruising depth for military submarines. OceanGate now called it Cyclops I.

Most submersibles have duplicate control systems, running on separate batteries—that way, if one system fails, the other still works. But, during the refit, engineers at the University of Washington rigged the Cyclops I to run from a single PlayStation 3 controller. “Stockton is very interested in being able to quickly train pilots,” Dave Dyer, a principal engineer, said, in a video published by his laboratory. Another engineer referred to it as “a combination steering wheel and gas pedal.”

Around that time, Rush set his sights on the Titanic. OceanGate would have to design a new submersible. But Rush decided to keep most of the design elements of Cyclops I. Suddenly, the University of Washington was no longer involved in the project, although OceanGate’s contract with the Applied Physics Laboratory was less than one-fifth complete; it is unclear what Dyer, who did not respond to an interview request, thought of Rush’s plan to essentially reconstruct a craft that was designed for five hundred metres of pressure to withstand eight times that much. As the company planned Cyclops II, Rush reached out to McCallum for help.

“He wanted me to run his Titanic operation for him,” McCallum recalled. “At the time, I was the only person he knew who had run commercial expedition trips to Titanic. Stockton’s plan was to go a step further and build a vehicle specifically for this multi-passenger expedition.” McCallum gave him some advice on marketing and logistics, and eventually visited the workshop, outside Seattle, where he examined the Cyclops I. He was disturbed by what he saw. “Everyone was drinking Kool-Aid and saying how cool they were with a Sony PlayStation,” he told me. “And I said at the time, ‘Does Sony know that it’s been used for this application? Because, you know, this is not what it was designed for.’ And now you have the hand controller talking to a Wi-Fi unit, which is talking to a black box, which is talking to the sub’s thrusters. There were multiple points of failure.” The system ran on Bluetooth, according to Rush. But, McCallum continued, “every sub in the world has hardwired controls for a reason—that if the signal drops out, you’re not fucked.”

One day, McCallum climbed into the Cyclops for a test dive at a marina. There, he met the chief pilot, David Lochridge, a Scotsman who had spent three decades as a submersible pilot and an engineer—first in the Royal Navy, then as a private contractor. Lochridge had worked all over the world: on offshore wind farms in the North Sea; on subsea-cables installations in the Atlantic, Indian, and Pacific oceans; on manned submarine trials with the Swedish Navy; on submarine-rescue operations for the navies of Britain and Singapore. But, during the harbor trial, the Cyclops got stuck in shallow water. “It was hilarious, because there were four very experienced operators in the sub, stuck at twenty or twenty-five feet, and we had to sit there for a few hours while they worked it out,” McCallum recalled. He liked and trusted Lochridge. But, of the sub, he said, “This thing is a mutt.”

Rush eventually decided that he would not attempt to have the Titanic-bound vehicle classed by a marine-certification agency such as DNV. He had no interest in welcoming into the project an external evaluator who would, as he saw it, “need to first be educated before being qualified to ‘validate’ any innovations.”

That marked the end of McCallum’s desire to be associated with the project. “The minute that I found out that he was not going to class the vehicle, that’s when I said, ‘I’m sorry, I just can’t be involved,’ ” he told me. “I couldn’t tell him anything about the Five Deeps project at that time. But I was able to say, ‘Look, I am involved with other projects that are building classed subs’—of course, I was talking about the Limiting Factor—‘and I can tell you that the class society has been nothing but supportive. They are actually part of our innovation process. We’re using the brainpower of their engineers to feed into our design.

“Stockton didn’t like that,” McCallum continued. “He didn’t like to be told that he was on the fringe.” As word got out that Rush planned to take tourists to the Titanic, McCallum recalled, “people would ring me, and say, ‘We’ve always wanted to go to Titanic. What do you think?’ And I would tell them, ‘Never get in an unclassed sub. I wouldn’t do it, and you shouldn’t, either.’ ”

In early 2018, McCallum heard that Lochridge had left OceanGate. “I’d be keen to pick your brain if you have a few moments,” McCallum e-mailed him. “I’m keen to get a handle on exactly how bad things are. I do get reports, but I don’t know if they are accurate.” Whatever his differences with Rush, McCallum wanted the venture to succeed; the submersible industry is small, and a single disaster could destroy it. But the only way forward without a catastrophic operational failure—which he had been told was “certain,” he wrote—was for OceanGate to redesign the submersible in coördination with a classification society. “Stockton must be gutted,” McCallum told Lochridge, of his departure. “You were the star player . . . . . and the only one that gave me a hint of confidence.”

“I think you are going to [be] even more taken aback when I tell you what’s happening,” Lochridge replied. He added that he was afraid of retaliation from Rush—“We both know he has influence and money”—but would share his assessment with McCallum, in private: “That sub is Not safe to dive.”

“Do you think the sub could be made safe to dive, or is it a complete lemon?” McCallum replied. “You will get a lot of support from people in the industry . . . . everyone is watching and waiting and quietly shitting their pants.”

“It’s a lemon.”

“Oh dear,” McCallum replied. “Oh dear, oh dear.”

David Lochridge, OceanGate’s former director of marine operations, pilots Cyclops I during a test dive in Everett, on July 19, 2017.

Lochridge had been hired by OceanGate in May, 2015, as its director of marine operations and chief submersible pilot. The company moved him and his family to Washington, and helped him apply for a green card. But, before long, he was clashing with Rush and Tony Nissen, the company’s director of engineering, on matters of design and safety.

Every aspect of submersible design and construction is a trade-off between strength and weight. In order for the craft to remain suspended underwater, without rising or falling, the buoyancy of each component must be offset against the others. Most deep-ocean submersibles use spherical titanium hulls and are counterbalanced in water by syntactic foam, a buoyant material made up of millions of hollow glass balls, which is attached to the external frame. But this adds bulk to the submersible. And the weight of titanium limits the practical size of the pressure hull, so that it can accommodate no more than two or three people. Spheres are “the best geometry for pressure, but not for occupation,” as Rush put it.

The Cyclops II needed to fit as many passengers as possible. “You don’t do the coolest thing you’re ever going to do in your life by yourself,” Rush told an audience at the GeekWire Summit last fall. “You take your wife, your son, your daughter, your best friend. You’ve got to have four people” besides the pilot. Rush planned to have room for a Titanic guide and three passengers. The Cyclops II could fit that many occupants only if it had a cylindrical midsection. But the size dictated the choice of materials. The steel hull of Cyclops I was too thin for Titanic depths—but a thicker steel hull would add too much weight. In December, 2016, OceanGate announced that it had started construction on Cyclops II, and that its cylindrical midsection would be made of carbon fibre. The idea, Rush explained in interviews, was that carbon fibre was a strong material that was significantly lighter than traditional metals. “Carbon fibre is three times better than titanium on strength-to-buoyancy,” he said.

A month later, OceanGate hired a company called Spencer Composites to build the carbon-fibre hull. “They basically said, ‘This is the pressure we have to meet, this is the factor of safety, this is the basic envelope. Go design and build it,’ ” the founder, Brian Spencer, told CompositesWorld, in the spring of 2017. He was given a deadline of six weeks.

Toward the end of that year, Lochridge became increasingly concerned. OceanGate would soon begin manned sea trials for Cyclops II in the Bahamas, and he believed that there was a chance that they would result in catastrophe. The consequences for Lochridge could extend beyond OceanGate’s business and the trauma of losing colleagues; as director of marine operations, Lochridge had a contract specifying that he was ultimately responsible for “ensuring the safety of all crew and clients.”

On the workshop floor, he raised questions about potential flaws in the design and build processes. But his concerns were dismissed. OceanGate’s position was that such matters were outside the scope of his responsibilities; he was “not hired to provide engineering services, or to design or develop Cyclops II,” the company later said, in a court filing. Nevertheless, before the handover of the submersible to the operations team, Rush directed Lochridge to carry out an inspection, because his job description also required him to sign off on the submersible’s readiness for deployment.

On January 18, 2018, Lochridge studied each major component, and found several critical aspects to be defective or unproven. He drafted a detailed report, which has not previously been made public, and attached photographs of the elements of greatest concern. Glue was coming away from the seams of ballast bags, and mounting bolts threatened to rupture them; both sealing faces had errant plunge holes and O-ring grooves that deviated from standard design parameters. The exostructure and electrical pods used different metals, which could result in galvanic corrosion when exposed to seawater. The thruster cables posed “snagging hazards”; the iridium satellite beacon, to transmit the submersible’s position after surfacing, was attached with zip ties. The flooring was highly flammable; the interior vinyl wrapping emitted “highly toxic gasses upon ignition.”

To assess the carbon-fibre hull, Lochridge examined a small cross-section of material. He found that it had “very visible signs of delamination and porosity”—it seemed possible that, after repeated dives, it would come apart. He shone a light at the sample from behind, and photographed beams streaming through splits in the midsection in a disturbing, irregular pattern. The only safe way to dive, Lochridge concluded, was to first carry out a full scan of the hull.

The next day, Lochridge sent his report to Rush, Nissen, and other members of the OceanGate leadership. “Verbal communication of the key items I have addressed in my attached document have been dismissed on several occasions, so I feel now I must make this report so there is an official record in place,” he wrote. “Until suitable corrective actions are in place and closed out, Cyclops 2 (Titan) should not be manned during any of the upcoming trials.”

Rush was furious; he called a meeting that afternoon, and recorded it on his phone. For the next two hours, the OceanGate leadership insisted that no hull testing was necessary—an acoustic monitoring system, to detect fraying fibres, would serve in its place. According to the company, the system would alert the pilot to the possibility of catastrophic failure “with enough time to arrest the descent and safely return to surface.” But, in a court filing, Lochridge’s lawyer wrote, “this type of acoustic analysis would only show when a component is about to fail—often milliseconds before an implosion—and would not detect any existing flaws prior to putting pressure onto the hull.” A former senior employee who was present at the meeting told me, “We didn’t even have a baseline. We didn’t know what it would sound like if something went wrong.”

OceanGate’s lawyer wrote, “The parties found themselves at an impasse—Mr. Lochridge was not, and specifically stated that he could not be made comfortable with OceanGate’s testing protocol, while Mr. Rush was unwilling to change the company’s plans.” The meeting ended in Lochridge’s firing.

Soon afterward, Rush asked OceanGate’s director of finance and administration whether she’d like to take over as chief submersible pilot. “It freaked me out that he would want me to be head pilot, since my background is in accounting,” she told me. She added that several of the engineers were in their late teens and early twenties, and were at one point being paid fifteen dollars an hour. Without Lochridge around, “I could not work for Stockton,” she said. “I did not trust him.” As soon as she was able to line up a new job, she quit.

“I would consider myself pretty ballsy when it comes to doing things that are dangerous, but that sub is an accident waiting to happen,” Lochridge wrote to McCallum, two weeks later. “There’s no way on earth you could have paid me to dive the thing.” Of Rush, he added, “I don’t want to be seen as a Tattle tale but I’m so worried he kills himself and others in the quest to boost his ego.”

McCallum forwarded the exchange to Patrick Lahey, the C.E.O. of Triton Submarines, whose response was emphatic: if Lochridge “genuinely believes this submersible poses a threat to the occupants,” then he had a moral obligation to inform the authorities. “To remain quiet makes him complicit,” Lahey wrote. “I know that may sound ominous but it is true. History is full of horrific examples of accidents and tragedies that were a direct result of people’s silence.”

OceanGate claimed that Cyclops II had “the first pressure vessel of its kind in the world.” But there’s a reason that Triton and other manufacturers don’t use carbon fibre in their hulls. Under compression, “it’s a capricious fucking material, which is the last fucking thing you want to associate with a pressure boundary,” Lahey told me.

“With titanium, there’s a purpose to a pressure test that goes beyond just seeing whether it will survive,” John Ramsay, the designer of the Limiting Factor, explained. The metal gradually strengthens under repeated exposure to incredible stresses. With carbon fibre, however, pressure testing slowly breaks the hull, fibre by tiny fibre. “If you’re repeatedly nearing the threshold of the material, then there’s just no way of knowing how many cycles it will survive,” he said.

“It doesn’t get more sensational than dead people in a sub on the way to Titanic,” Lahey’s business partner, the co-founder of Triton Submarines, wrote to his team, on March 1, 2018. McCallum tried to reason with Rush directly. “You are wanting to use a prototype un-classed technology in a very hostile place,” he e-mailed. “As much as I appreciate entrepreneurship and innovation, you are potentially putting an entire industry at risk.”

Rush replied four days later, saying that he had “grown tired of industry players who try to use a safety argument to stop innovation and new entrants from entering their small existing market.” He understood that his approach “flies in the face of the submersible orthodoxy, but that is the nature of innovation,” he wrote. “We have heard the baseless cries of ‘you are going to kill someone’ way too often. I take this as a serious personal insult.”

In response, McCallum listed a number of specific concerns, from his “humble perch” as an expedition leader. “In your race to Titanic you are mirroring that famous catch cry ‘she is unsinkable,’ ” McCallum wrote. The correspondence ended soon afterward; Rush asked McCallum to work for him—then threatened him with a lawsuit, in an effort to silence him, when he declined.

By now, McCallum had introduced Lochridge to Lahey. Lahey wrote him, “If Ocean Gate is unwilling to consider or investigate your concerns with you directly perhaps some other means of getting them to pay attention is required.”

Lochridge replied that he had already contacted the United States Department of Labor, alleging to its Occupational Safety and Health Administration that he had been terminated in retaliation for raising safety concerns. He also sent the osha investigator Paul McDevitt a copy of his Cyclops II inspection report, hoping that the government might take actions that would “prevent the potential for harm to life.”

A few weeks later, McDevitt contacted OceanGate, noting that he was looking into Lochridge’s firing as a whistle-blower-protection matter. OceanGate’s lawyer Thomas Gilman soon issued Lochridge a court summons: he had ten days to withdraw his osha claim and pay OceanGate almost ten thousand dollars in legal expenses. Otherwise, Gilman wrote, OceanGate would sue him, take measures to destroy his professional reputation, and accuse him of immigration fraud. Gilman also reported to osha that Lochridge had orchestrated his own firing because he “wanted to leave his job and maintain his ability to collect unemployment benefits.” (McDevitt, of osha, notified the Coast Guard of Lochridge’s complaint. There is no evidence that the Coast Guard ever followed up.)

Lochridge received the summons while he was at his father’s funeral. He and his wife hired a lawyer, but it quickly became clear that “he didn’t have the money to fight this guy,” Lahey told me. (Lochridge declined to be interviewed.) Lahey covered the rest of the expenses, but, after more than half a year of legal wrangling, and threats of deportation, Lochridge withdrew his whistle-blower claim with osha so that he could go on with his life. Lahey was crestfallen. “He didn’t consult me about that decision,” Lahey recalled. “It’s not that he had to—it was his fight, not mine. But I was underwriting the cost of it, because I believed in the idea that this inspection report, which he wouldn’t share with anybody, needed to see the light of day.”

Stockton Rush in front of Cyclops I, on July 19, 2017.

A few weeks after Lochridge was fired, OceanGate announced that it was testing its new submersible in the marina of Everett, Washington, and would soon begin shallow-water trials in Puget Sound. To preëmpt any concerns about the carbon-fibre hull, the company touted the acoustic monitoring system, which was later patented in Rush’s name. “Safety is our number one priority,” Rush said, in an OceanGate press release. “We believe real-time health monitoring should be standard safety equipment on all manned-submersibles.”

“He’s spinning the fact that his sub requires a hull warning system into something positive,” Jarl Stromer, Triton’s regulatory and class-compliance manager, reported to Lahey. “He’s making it sound like the Cyclops is more advanced because it has this system when the opposite is true: The submersible is so experimental, and the factor of safety completely unknown, that it requires a system to warn the pilot of impending collapse.”

Like Lochridge, Triton’s outside counsel, Brad Patrick, considered the risk to life to be so evident that the government should get involved. He drafted a letter to McDevitt, the osha investigator, urging the Department of Labor to take “immediate and decisive action to stop OceanGate” from taking passengers to the Titanic “before people die. It is that simple.” He went on, “At the bottom of all of this is the inevitable tension betwixt greed and safety.”

But Patrick’s letter was never sent. Other people at Triton worried that the Department of Labor might perceive the letter as an attack on a business rival. By now, OceanGate had renamed Cyclops II “Titan,” apparently to honor the Titanic. “I cannot tell you how much I fucking hated it when he changed the goddam name to Titan,” Lahey told me. “That was uncomfortably close to our name.”

“Stockton strategically structured everything to be out of U.S. jurisdiction” for its Titanic pursuits, the former senior OceanGate employee told me. “It was deliberate.” In a legal filing, the company reported that the submersible was “being developed and assembled in Washington, but will be owned by a Bahamian entity, will be registered in the Bahamas and will operate exclusively outside the territorial waters of the United States.” Although it is illegal to transport passengers in an unclassed, experimental submersible, “under U.S. regulations, you can kill crew,” McCallum told me. “You do get in a little bit of trouble, in the eyes of the law. But, if you kill a passenger, you’re in big trouble. And so everyone was classified as a ‘mission specialist.’ There were no passengers—the word ‘passenger’ was never used.” No one bought tickets; they contributed an amount of money set by Rush to one of OceanGate’s entities, to fund their own missions.

“It is truly hard to imagine the discernment it took for Stockton to string together each of the links in the chain,” Patrick noted. “ ‘How do I avoid liability in Washington State? How do I avoid liability with an offshore corporate structure? How do I keep the U.S. Coast Guard from breathing down my neck?’ ”

But OceanGate had a retired Coast Guard rear admiral, John Lockwood, on its board of directors. “His experiences at the highest levels of the Coast Guard and in international maritime affairs will allow OceanGate to refine our client offerings,” Rush announced with his appointment, in 2013. Lockwood said that he hoped “to help bring operational and regulatory expertise” to OceanGate’s affairs. (Lockwood did not respond to a request for comment.) Still, Rush failed to win over the submersible industry. When he asked Don Walsh, a renowned oceanographer who reached the deepest point in the ocean, in 1960, to consult on the Titanic venture, Walsh replied, “I am concerned that my affiliation with your program at this late date would appear to be nothing more than an endorsement of what you are already doing.”

That spring, more than three dozen industry experts sent a letter to OceanGate, expressing their “unanimous concern” about its upcoming Titanic expedition—for which it had already sold places. Among the signers were Lahey, McCallum, Walsh, and a Coast Guard senior inspector. “OceanGate’s anticipated dive schedule in the spring of 2018 meant that they were going to take people down, and we had a great deal of concern about them surviving that trip,” Patrick told me. But sea trials were a disaster, owing to problems with the launch-and-recovery system, and OceanGate scuttled its Titanic operations for that year. Lochridge broke the news to Lahey. “Lives have been saved for a short while anyway,” he wrote.

OceanGate kept selling tickets, but did not dive to the Titanic for the next three years. It appears that the company spent this period testing materials, and that it built several iterations of the carbon-fibre hull. But it is difficult to know what tests were done, exactly, and how many hulls were made, and by whom, because Rush’s public statements are deeply unreliable. He claimed at various points to have design and testing partnerships with Boeing and nasa, and that at least one iteration of the hull would be built at the Marshall Space Flight Center, in Huntsville, Alabama. But none of those things were true. Meanwhile, soon after Lochridge’s departure, a college newspaper quoted a recent graduate as saying that he and his classmates had started working on the Titan’s electrical systems as interns, while they were still in school. “The whole electrical system,” he said. “That was our design, we implemented it, and it works.”

By the time that OceanGate finally began diving to the Titanic, in 2021, it had refined its pitch to its “mission specialists.” The days of insinuating that Titan was safe had ended. Now Rush portrayed the submersible as existing at the very fringe of what was physically possible. Clients signed waivers and were informed that the submersible was experimental and unclassed. But the framing was that this was how pioneering exploration is done.

“We were all told—intimately informed—that this was a dangerous mission that could result in death,” an OceanGate “mission specialist” told Fox News last week. “We were versed in how the sub operated. We were versed in various protocols. But there’s a limit . . . it’s not a safe operation, inherently. And that’s part of research and development and exploration.” He went on, “If the Wright brothers had crashed on their first flight, they would have still left the bonds of Earth.” Another “mission specialist” wrote in a blog post that, a month before the implosion, Rush had confessed that he’d “gotten the carbon fiber used to make the Titan at a big discount from Boeing because it was past its shelf-life for use in airplanes.”

“Carbon fibre makes noise,” Rush told David Pogue, a CBS News correspondent, last summer, during one of the Titanic expeditions. “It crackles. The first time you pressurize it, if you think about it—of those million fibres, a couple of ’em are sorta weak. They shouldn’t have made the team.” He spoke of signs of hull breakage as if it were perfectly routine. “The first time we took it to full pressure, it made a bunch of noise. The second time, it made very little noise.”

Fibres do not regenerate between dives. Nevertheless, Rush seemed unconcerned. “It’s a huge amount of pressure from the point where we’d say, ‘Oh, the hull’s not happy,’ to when it implodes,” he noted. “You just have to stop your descent.”

It’s not clear that Rush could always stop his descent. Once, as he piloted passengers to the wreck, a malfunction prevented Rush from dropping weights. Passengers calmly discussed sleeping on the bottom of the ocean, thirty-eight hundred metres down; after twenty-four hours, a drop-weight mechanism would dissolve in the seawater, allowing the submersible to surface. Eventually, Rush managed to release the weights manually, using a hydraulic pump. “This is why you want your pilot to be an engineer,” a passenger said, smiling, as another “mission specialist” filmed her.

Last year, a BBC documentary crew joined the expedition. Rush stayed on the surface vessel while Scott Griffith, OceanGate’s director of logistics and quality assurance, piloted a scientist and three other passengers down. (Griffith did not respond to a request for comment.) During the launch, a diver in the water noticed and reported to the surface vessel that something with a thruster seemed off. Nevertheless, the mission continued.

More than two hours passed; after Titan touched down in the silt, Griffith fired the thrusters and realized something was wrong.“I don’t know what’s going on,” he said. As he fiddled with the PlayStation controller, a passenger looked out the viewport.

“Am I spinning?” Griffith asked.

“Yes.”

“I am?”

“Looks like it,” another passenger said.

“Oh, my God,” Griffith muttered. One of the thrusters had been installed in the wrong direction. “The only thing I can do is a three-sixty,” he said.

They were in the debris field, three hundred metres from the intact part of the wreck. One of the clients said that she had delayed buying a car, getting married, and having kids, all “because I wanted to go to Titanic,” but they couldn’t make their way over to its bow. Griffith relayed the situation to the ship. Rush’s solution was to “remap the PS3 controller.”

Rush couldn’t remember where the buttons were, and it seems as though there was no spare controller on the ship. Someone loaded an image of a PlayStation 3 controller from the Internet, and Rush worked out a new button routine. “Yeah—left and right might be forward and back. Huh. I don’t know,” he said. “It might work.”

“Right is forward,” Griffith read off his screen, two and a half miles below. “Uh—I’m going to have to write this down.”

“Right is forward,” Rush said. “Great! Live with it.”

Shipwrecks are notoriously difficult and dangerous to dive. Rusted cables drape the Titanic, moving with the currents; a broken crow’s nest dangles over the deck. Griffith piloted the submersible over to the wreck, and passengers within feet of it, while teaching himself in real time to operate a Bluetooth controller whose buttons suddenly had different functions than those for which he had trained.

Various models of Cyclops II are exhibited alongside a model of the Titanic, at the OceanGate headquarters, on July 19, 2017.

“If you’re not breaking things, you’re not innovating,” Rush said, at the GeekWire Summit last fall. “If you’re operating within a known environment, as most submersible manufacturers do—they don’t break things. To me, the more stuff you’ve broken, the more innovative you’ve been.”

The Titan’s viewport was made of acrylic and seven inches thick. “That’s another thing where I broke the rules,” Rush said to Pogue, the CBS News journalist. He went on to refer to a “very well-known” acrylic expert, Jerry D. Stachiw, who wrote an eleven-hundred-page manual called “Handbook of Acrylics for Submersibles, Hyperbaric Chambers, and Aquaria.” “It has safety factors that—they were so high, he didn’t call ’em safety factors. He called ’em conversion factors,” Rush said. “According to the rules,” he added, his viewport was “not allowed.”

It seemed as if Rush believed that acrylic’s transparent quality would give him ample warning before failure. “You can see every surface,” he said. “And if you’ve overstressed it, or you’ve even come close, it starts to get this crazing effect.”

“And if that happened underwater . . .”

“You just stop and go to the surface.”

“You would have time to get back up?” Pogue asked.

“Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. It’s way more warning than you need.”

John Ramsay, who has designed several acrylic-hulled submersibles, was less sure. “You’ll probably never be able to find out the source of failure” of the Titan, he told me, in a recent phone call from his cottage in southwest England. But it seems as though Rush did not understand how acrylic limits are calculated. “Where Stockton is talking about those things called conversion factors . . .”

Ramsay grabbed a copy of Stachiw’s acrylic handbook from his spare bedroom. When Stachiw’s team was doing its tests, “they would pressurize it really fast, the acrylic would implode, and then they would assign a conversion factor, to tabulate a safe diving depth,” he explained. “So let’s say the sample imploded at twelve hundred metres. You apply a conversion factor of six, and you get a rating of two hundred metres.” He paused, and spoke slowly, to make sure I understood the gravity of what followed. “It’s specifically not called a safety factor, because the acrylic is not safe to twelve hundred metres,” he said. “I’ve got a massive report on all of this, because we’ve just had to reverse engineer all of Jerry Statchiw’s work to determine when our own acrylic will fail.” The risk zone begins at about twice the depth rating.

According to David Lochridge’s court filings, from 2018, Cyclops II’s viewport had a depth rating of only thirteen hundred metres, approximately one-third of Titanic’s depth. It is possible that this had changed by the time passengers finally dived. But, Lochridge’s lawyer wrote, OceanGate “refused to pay for the manufacturer to build a viewport that would meet the required depth.”

In May, Rush invited Victor Vescovo to join his Titanic expedition. “I turned him down,” Vescovo told me. “I didn’t even want the appearance that I was sanctioning his operation.” But his friend—the British billionaire Hamish Harding, whom Vescovo had previously taken in the Limiting Factor to the bottom of the Mariana Trench—signed up to be a “mission specialist.”

On the morning of June 18th, Rush climbed inside the Titan, along with Harding, the British Pakistani businessman Shahzada Dawood, and his nineteen-year-old son, Suleman, who had reportedly told a relative that he was terrified of diving in a submersible but would do so anyway, because it was Father’s Day. He carried with him a Rubik’s Cube so that he could solve it in front of the Titanic wreck. The fifth diver was P. H. Nargeolet, the Titanic expert—Vescovo’s former safety adviser, Lahey and McCallum’s old shipmate and friend. He had been working with OceanGate for at least a year as a wreck navigator, historian, and guide.

The force of the implosion would have been so violent that everyone on board would have died before the water touched their bodies.

For the Five Deeps crew, Nargeolet’s legacy is complicated by the circumstances of his final dives. “I had a conversation with P. H. just as recently as a few months ago,” Lahey told me. “I kept giving him shit for going out there. I said, ‘P. H., by you being out there, you legitimize what this guy’s doing. It’s a tacit endorsement. And, worse than that, I think he’s using your involvement with the project, and your presence on the site, as a way to fucking lure people into it.’ ”

Nargeolet replied that he was getting old. He was a grieving widower, and, as he told people several times in recent years, “if you have to go, that would be a good way. Instant.”

“I said, ‘O.K., so you’re ready to fucking die? Is that what it is, P. H.?’ ” Lahey recalled. “And he said, ‘No, no, but I figure that, maybe if I’m out there, I can help them avoid a tragedy.’ But instead he found himself right in the fucking center of a tragedy. And he didn’t deserve to go that way.”

“I loved P. H. Nargeolet,” Lahey continued. He started choking up. “He was a brilliant human being and somebody that I had the privilege of knowing for almost twenty-five years, and I think it’s a tremendously sad way for him to have ended his life.”

Lahey dived the Titanic in the Limiting Factor during the Five Deeps expedition, back in 2019. I remember him climbing out of the submersible and being upset at the fact that we were even there. “It’s a mess down there,” he recalled, this week. “It’s a tragic fucking place. And in some ways, you know, people paying all that money to go and fly around in a fucking graveyard . . .” He trailed off. But the loss of so much life, in 1912, set in motion new regulations and improvements for safety at sea. “And so I guess, on a positive note, you can look at that as having been a difficult and tragic lesson that probably has since saved hundreds of thousands of lives,” he said.

OceanGate declined to comment. But, in 2021, Stockton Rush told an interviewer that he would “like to be remembered as an innovator. I think it was General MacArthur who said, ‘You’re remembered for the rules you break.’ And I’ve broken some rules to make this.” He was sitting in the Titan’s hull, docked in the Port of St. John’s, the nearest port to the site where he eventually died. “The carbon fibre and titanium? There’s a rule you don’t do that. Well, I did.” ♦

— Ben Taub, A Staff Writer, is the recipient of the 2020 Pulitzer Prize for feature writing. His 2018 reporting on Iraq won a National Magazine Award and a George Polk Award.

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Elfenbein und Ebenholz

Robert rief mich an, erzählte mir auch sofort, dass er glücklich seit dreizehn Jahren verheiratet sei. Zwei Kinder habe und alles rundherum stimme. Nur seit einiger Zeit rumort etwas in ihm...

„Na komm," forderte ich ihn auf, „erzähl es mir.

„Ich stelle mir vor," beginnt er, „dass meine Frau sich von einem Schwarzen ficken lässt Die Geschichte entspricht aber einer Phantasie, die ich mit mir herumtrage. ob ich diese jemals ausleben kann, weiß ich nicht.

Ob ich das genau so ausleben möchte, das weiß ich auch nicht . Was ich aber weiß, ist, das mich diese Phantasie jedes Mal extrem erregt, wenn ich sie als

Kopfkino abspiele."

Nicht schon wieder, denke ich... was für Phantasien treibt Männer bloß immer um.

„Ich habe schon mehrfach versucht," erzählte er weiter, „dass sie mit in einen Swingerclub kommt, aber bisher stoße ich damit auf taube Ohren."

„Dann lass es uns mal nach deinen Vorstellungen als Rollenspiel aufziehen," schlug ich vor.

„Einverstanden," erwiderte er und begann, „ich stell mir das folgendermaßen vor, meine Frau sollte nicht nackt sein, nein sie sollte eine Strapskorsage tragen – weißt Du unterbrach er kurz - sie hat so eine leicht sonnengebräunte Haut. Dazu ihr blondes Haar, welches in beschwingten Locken über ihre Schultern fällt."

„Eine elfenbeinfarbene Korsage," schlug ich vor, „so

dass beides edel zur Geltung kommt."

„Ja das klingt gut, passende Strümpfe dazu," fügt er an, „und natürlich High Heels in einen etwas kräftigeren Ton."

„Wir haben inseriert," sagte er, „und uns mit den Männern, die wir ausgewählt haben, in einer Bar zum Kennenlernen getroffen.

Dann stand er fest,. Eine sehr stattliche Erscheinung und schwarz wie Ebenholz."

Mir schoss in dem Moment, wo er dies sagte, der Song von Paul McCartney & Stevie Wonder - Ebony and Ivory durch den Kopf. Man konnte sein Lächeln geradezu hören.. „ich weiß was du denkst,!".

Ertappt.

„Dein Name ist jetzt bitte nicht Leandrah, meine Frau heißt Alena."

„Gut," damit habe ich kein Problem erwiderte ich."

Und so ging es weiter: „Also luden wir Homer zum Wochenende zu uns ein. Eine Flasche Sekt stand im Kühler, wir hatten uns fein gemacht. Alena trug diese elfenbeinfarbene Strapskorsage mit den passenden Strümpfen, den High Heels und diesem Rock , diesen engen capuccinofarbenen dazu. Robert also er, salopp mit grauer Jeans, weißem T- Shirt und darüber ein dunkelblaues

Hemd offen getragen, die Ärmel angekrempelt. Locker, lässiges Erscheinungsbild Homer hatte Blumen

mitgebracht für Alena. ,Ich wusste nicht,' sagte er, was für Blumen du magst, daher habe ich mich für Gerbera entschieden und zwar für das ganze Farbspektrum welches der Händler da hatte. Ich finde sie sind so ausdrucksstark wie dein Lachen.' „Oh," ich war überrascht, „danke, das hat mir noch niemand in dieser Form gesagt."

Ein Lächeln zog über sein Gesicht. Dann überreichte er Robert den Whisky. „.ich erinnere mich vage," sagte er dabei lächelnd. Robert nahm die Flasche entgegen, schaute auf das Etikett. „Danke," sagte er, „deine Wahl zeigt einen guten Geschmack." Nun er lächelte wieder, sein Blick streifte dabei Alena: „Ich denke, auch du hast einst einen guten Geschmack bewiesen und die Jahre

habe sie schöner und reifer gemacht."

Alena spürte wie sie tiefrot wurde.

Robert legte den Arm um sie. „Ja, das ist sie und heute gehört sie Dir. Gib mir deine Hand," sagte er. Homer reichte sie ihm, die Handfläche nach oben zeigend und Robert sprach die schicksalsschweren Worte:.. „.Heute, hier und jetzt übergebe ich dir meine Frau Alena zum durchficken. Die einzige Bedingung ist, sie wird nicht nackt sein. Sie wird zwar ihren Rock ablegen. Alles was sie sonst noch trägt, bleibt an."

Einverstanden," sagte er ernst.

„Gummi?" fragte er dann.

„Kein Gummi," sagte Robert. „Ach ja, und wie in der Bar schon angedeutet, ich schaue zu."

„Damit habe ich kein Problem," sagte Homer, „aber ich möchte, das du deine Frau nach dem ich in sie hineingespritzt habe ausschlürfst und sauber leckst."

Jetzt guckte Robert doch erstaunt, willigte aber ein.

„Meine liebe Alena, heute übergebe ich dich an Homer, damit er dich vor meinen Augen richtig schön in all deine Löcher fickt." Nach diesen Worten legte er ihre Hand in Homers Hand.

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 "Suffs" at The Music Box Theatre is a history piece set to music. Based on the suffragettes in the early 1900s, the musical first opened at The Public, and it is written and starred by Shaina Taub as Alice Paul. In first seeing Taub on stage she remained me of Lila Taylor as Valerie Solanas in "I Shot Andy Warhol" Gruff, and ruff around the edges, she spares no prisoners in trying to get woman to vote. Going against the grain of the older, more genteel ladies, Paul is bare knuckles to the point where she ends up in jail.

 The musical for the most part is enjoyable with a few exceptions... the show is a bit preachy, condescending at times. The staging is a whole lot better than when it played at The Public; cheap steps are replaced by mahogany paneling. Riccardo Hernandez did a brilliant job staging this big musical. Paul Tazewell's costumes are first rate and Lap Chi Chu supported the show with some deft glam lighting. Director Leigh Silverman has some good moments and some that are not so good. The plot goes from sensational to slow all throughout the two hours and fifteen minutes. The all woman cast goes at a sprinters pace from start to finish, leaving the audience wondering when it will level off. Taub never has us happy for the woman, rather she has them off starting the ERA right after they have been granted the right to vote. This part of the show is confusing because why not end the performance after the 19th Amendment has been passed? It weakens the plot by having the woman not satisfied with this huge victory, it comes off as thankless.

 As some songs are really resonant... "Let Mother Vote", "The March" (really strong), "Show Them Who You Are", "The Young Are At The Gates", and "Finish The Fight", others are weak and fall flat. The choreography (Mayte Natalio) is never that noticeable; more bland than anything, we never are awed by the dancing here.

 As an all woman cast both Grace McLean as Woodrow Wilson and Tsilala Brock as Dudley Malone are never believable as men. As a period piece (Hamilton comes to mind), Shaina Taub cannot handle the lead. Unlike Manuel who wrote and starred in Hamilton, Taub never overwhelms us with her acting, singing nor dancing. The book, music and lyrics were all written by her but she should have yielded the lead to someone who could have carried this musical to the finish line. Like "Funny Girl", this show will be much stronger when she exits the show as the lead. Whereas Feldstein was awful, Lea Michele brought the show to new heights.

 "Suffs" for the most part is enjoyable, it does have some holes in it and they are very noticeable. It is much improved from its days at The Public, yet it is not as of yet completely tight as a Broadway show.

No Bull With Raging Robert, Broadway Bob, www.nimbusmagazine.org, www.broadwayworld.com.

[awutar]

Paul Pelosi's attacker will appear in court

Paul Pelosi’s attacker will appear in court

David DePape, center, films Gypsy Taub being taken away by police for her nude wedding outside City Council in San Francisco on Dec. 19, 2013. (AP Photo/Eric Risberg) AP The man accused of attacking the husband of the Speaker of the House of Representatives, Nancy Pelosi, and of wanting to kidnap her must appear in court in the next few hours. David DePape, an extremist conspiracy theorist, is…

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Pelosi alleged attacker's ex stalked teen, 14 ,told him 'dating is not illegal as long as there is no sex'

Pelosi alleged attacker’s ex stalked teen, 14 ,told him ‘dating is not illegal as long as there is no sex’

The man accused of breaking into Paul Pelosi’s multimillion-dollar California home and attacking him with a hammer in the early hours of Friday morning, David DePape, has been “mentally ill for a long time,” according to his former life partner, Oxane “Gypsy” Taub, who is currently in prison for stalking and attempting to abduct a 14-year-old boy from his school in Berkeley.  Taub, 53, made the…

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[nj-stone]

My note: Astrologers he is 42. Tr-Uranus opp Nat-Uranus 

Pelosi attacker David DePape's ex says he is 'mentally ill,' once came home thinking he was Jesus: report https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/crime/pelosi-attacker-david-depape-s-ex-says-he-is-mentally-ill-once-came-home-thinking-he-was-jesus-report/ar-AA13wvxd

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Oakland Tribune의 2008년 기사에 따르면 DePape는 당시 Taub와 함께 3명의 어린 자녀를 두었다고 합니다. 약 10년 전 Mr. DePape와 함께 대마 팔찌를 만든 Laura Hayes는 개인 사업으로 보석을 팔았다고 쇼미더머니11 3화 3회 E03 다시 보기 말했습니다. “그는 매우 이상했습니다. 그는 눈을 잘 마주치지 않았습니다.”라고 Hayes가 말했습니다. Hayes는 천사들과 이야기하고 "어려운 시간이 올 것"이라고 경고할 것이라고 덧붙였습니다. 최근 소셜 미디어 게시물에서 그녀는 그의 댓글이 "너무 많은 분노"로 가득 차 있었고 "여러 면에서 너무 공포스러웠다"고 말했습니다. 또한보십시오 : Biden은 Pelosi의 남편에 대한 공격이 1 월 6 일을 반영하고 공화당을 비난한다고 말합니다. DePape의 소셜 미디어 게시물은 글로벌 엘리트가 국가의 통제를 모색하고 있다고 주장하는 게시물을 공유하는 것을 포함하여 음모 이론에 대한 강한 경향을 나타냅니다.

DePape의 Facebook 페이지는 2020년 도널드 트럼프 전 대통령의 도용된 선거 주장을 반복하고 COVID-19 백신이 치명적이라는 여러 비디오에 연결되어 있습니다. 그는 또한 1월 6일 위원회를 "민주당의 희극"이라고 부르는 YouTube 동영상을 공유하고 글로벌 엘리트들이 더 많은 권력을 얻고 대중을 억압하기 위해 코로나바이러스를 사용하여 새로운 세계 질서를 도입하고 있다고 말하는 "그레이트 리셋(Great Reset)"에 대해 경고했습니다. DePape 씨는 또한 2007년에 "하나님은 사랑하신다"라는 블로그를 시작하고 예수를 "적그리스도"라고 언급하면서 종교에 대해 자주 글을 썼습니다. 그는 QAnon 음모 이론에 대한 항목을 공유하고 자신의 게시물에서 N 단어를 포함한 인종 비방을 불러일으켰습니다. 그의 딸 Inti Gonzalez의 블로그 포스트에서 그녀는 그녀의 아버지가 어두운 면을 가지고 있으며 그가 쇼미더머니11 3화 3회 E03 토렌트 그녀와 그녀의 형제들을 성적으로 학대했다고 주장했습니다. "그는 진정으로 좋은 사람이 되려고 노력했지만 그 안에 있는 괴물은 항상 그가 주변에서 안전하기에는 너무 강했습니다."라고 곤잘레스는 썼습니다. 그녀의 어머니는 하와이에서 그녀를 임신했을 때 DePape 씨를 만났다고 말했습니다. 곤잘레스 씨는 드파프 씨가 학대적인 양육을 받았고 그것에 대해 이야기하지 않았다고 말했습니다. 그녀는 그가 자라는 동안 그의 어머니가 그를 "거의 죽을 정도로" 때릴 것이라고 주장합니다. DePape의 Pelosi에 대한 공격은 이미 이 사건에 대해 공화당의 수사학과 극단주의를 비난한 공무원들에게 충격을 주었습니다.

바이든 대통령은 그 남자가 1월 6일 "낸시가 어디 있어요?" DePape 씨가 그녀의 집에 침입했을 때와 같은 방식으로. 바이든 전 부통령은 “1월 6일 미 국회의사당 공격 때 이 남성이 사용한 것과 같은 구호가 사용된 것으로 보고됐다”고 말했다. "이 보고되었습니다. 보장할 수 없습니다. 보고된 내용을 알려드릴 수 있습니다." 민주당원인 개빈 뉴섬 캘리포니아 주지사도 “생명을 위험에 빠뜨리고 우리의 민주주의와 민주당 제도를 훼손하는” “분열적이고 증오스러운 언사” 때문이라고 비난했습니다. DePape 씨는 공격 당시 워싱턴에 있던 Mrs. Pelosi를 표적으로 삼아 집 뒤편에 있는 미닫이 유리문을 통해 600만 달러짜리 Pelosis의 쇼미11 3화 다시 보기 집에 들어갔습니다. 용의자는 폴 펠로시에게 아내가 어디에 있는지 물었고 "낸시가 집에 돌아올 때까지" 그를 묶어두려고 했다. DePape씨는 두 사람이 펠로시 부인이 집에 도착할 때까지 기다리고 있었다고 경찰에 말했습니다. 샌프란시스코 경찰서장인 윌리엄 스콧(William Scott)은 두 남자 사이에 망치를 사용하여 대결을 벌였다고 말했으며, 드파프 씨는 펠로시가 손에서 무기를 빼자 그 무기로 펠로시를 때리기 시작했다고 말했습니다. 그는 즉시 그를 무장해제시키고 구금한 경찰관들에 의해 태클을 받았습니다. DePape 씨는 샌프란시스코 카운티 감옥에 수감될 것입니다. 공격 동기는 아직 조사 중이다. 펠로시 여사의 사무실은 두개골 골절과 오른팔과 손에 심각한 부상을 입은 남편이 완전히 회복될 것이라고 쇼미더머니11 3화 3회 E03 다시 보기 torrent 말했습니다.

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Jeden Tag bin ich in Golm mit fetten Absätzen, sieben Kilo Make-Up und Miniröcken rumgerannt, natürlich immer sehr behaart. Bauchfrei, meine sehr, sehr geringe Oberweite immer ohne Bh, in so Leoparden Print Tops. In einer Hand immer eine Chanel Tasche, die andere Hand war immer nach reichen Typen ausgestreckt. Und wenn ich keine leeren Portemonnaies in der Hand hatte, dann immer Apple Produkte. Ab und zu, wenn ich meinen überteuerten Soja Joghurt gekauft habe, habe ich auf dem Weg zur Kasse, immer Leute gebissen. Manchmal random Sachen angeleckt und zurückgepackt. Bei den Hygieneprodukten, hab ich immer was mitgehen lassen. Dann habe ich mich neben der Packstation umgezogen und mich nackt auf der Wiesenseite neben dem Rewe gesonnt, man kennt es. Und dann habe ich für Aufmerksamkeit, denn ich liebe Aufmerksamkeit so sehr, gesagt, dass Paul und Robin mich stalken. Hab ich mit Megafon in der Straße rumgeschrien, es in den Uni Verteiler gepackt, Flyer aufgehangen. Und dann einfach so getan als ob ich das Opfer in diesem Szenario bin. Dann einfach richtig anzügliche, nicht jugendfreie Sachen gemacht damit Leute auf meiner Seite stehen, man kennt es von Schlampen. Und dann so, voll so, richtig gemeine Sachen und so auf diesem Blog geschrieben und so. So voll fies und so, dabei bin ich 25, voll krass. Dabei bin ich strohdumm, Marzahner Bildung ist einfach nichts wert - so wie ich. Nutzlos, wertlos und richtig hässlich. Hätte mal Lehramt studieren sollen, um mich selbst zu beweisen. Und dann die Fresse halten sollen, wie brave Ausländer. Die Ausländer werden auch immer frecher! Die klauen den arbeitslosen Bio-Deutschen die Steuergelder. Ausländer nur brav, wenn sie verfolgen WaS wiR SagEn. DaS guTE AusLänder.

Und dabei waren die Leute die es betrifft, so nett zu mir, ich kann wegen ihnen nachts besser schlafen. Missgeburten & Co haben sich richtig aufgegeilt und nie abgelassen, wie kleine, dreckige Hunde auf Crack. Die mussten die schmeichelhaften Sachen überall rumerzählen und klangen wie Verschwörungstheoretiker, die einmal im Leben Aufmerksamkeit kriegen. Wollten sich selbst unbedingt besser fühlen. Wenn man mit dem Kopf von Verrückten spielt, dann gibt es kein Nachspiel. DiE ist in der Öffentlichkeit in der Friedrichstraße fast weinend zusammengebrochen, das war voll lustig, Missgeburten & Co hätten fast sofort im Kreis masturbiert. Und alles nur wegen Plattenbauwitzen... voll labil. Braucht wohl professionelle Hilfe. Mental sehr schwach. Und very poor und verschuldet.

Hey, ich will von Bratzen & Co (Molly J & Jessicus, Straßenköter Tabiii) bitte gestellt werden, ich will bitte zur Rede gestellt werden. Ich mach auch nichts, ich will auch nur reden. Ich suche voll das klärende Gespräch. Ich will, dass eure Freunde direkt mit mir reden. Denn ich brauche ja jede Hilfe, die ich kriegen kann. Mein deutsch ist noch sehr schlecht, bin erst vor fünf Jahren illegal hergekommen, ganze Zeit vom Jobcenter abhängig, verrückt, hab keinen Anwalt. Schlafe wieder im Plattenbau auf meinem Reissack, und boah, der ist nicht bequem. Muss mich mit Regenwasser waschen, klaue aus der Bio-Tonne Essen und picke Krümel vom Boden, wie eine Berliner Taube. Ich bin einfach voll das Opfer, lieb und schwach, richtig schüchtern wie eine vietnamesische Bauerntochter. Ich vermisse meinen Wasserbüffel und meinen Reishut. Heute Abend gab es dann sieben Reiskörner zum Essen, musste es allerdings ein bisschen strecken, sonst habe ich morgen nichts. Jeden unentgeltlichen Cent den ich verdiene, muss ich zurück an meine 200 köpfige Großfamilie in Vietnam schicken.

#Jessicus und Paul und Robins blonden Bubis waren einfach too much #Molly Julia ist auch nicht ohne. Bitte keine weißen T-Shirts und blaue Jeans in ihrer Nähe #Sonst versuchst du ihren Crush auszuspannen #Crazy af revenge trip #die hätten ihre Schwänze einfach für ein paar Minuten entbehren können #Jetzt haben wir den Salat #Aber die hätten wahrscheinlich keinen hochgekriegt #Hey! Loch ist loch #Das war doch nicht meine Schuld #Da waren welche immer voll getriggert wenn ich vorbeigelaufen bin und geatmet habe #Alles weil sie keine Aufmerksamkeit von den Leuten bekommen haben von denen sie Aufmerksamkeit haben wollten