Tag: Computer

The process was very simple to conceive

First, the creator, who goes by the name shige-ruuu, hacked into his desktop humidifier and hotwired it to pump out a thick volume of fog.

To compensate for the increased mist production he created an adapter so that a 500mL bottle of water could be attached. If you look closely, you’ll see him using a sex lady bottle, which he says gives the best fluid dynamics.

Then he built a rectangular box, which is meant to disperse the mist evenly, and mounted it to the wall.  The box and humidifier were connected with a vacuum tube.

A projector was set up behind the box to send the images from the computer.

With everything set, it was time to flick the on switch.

It wasn’t long before the screen of water vapor started gently descending and the PC’s display could be seen.  Even the standard Hatsune Miku music video test was performed with adequate results.

However, the device is far from perfect. It’s easy to see from the demonstration that the mist couldn’t remain thick as it neared the bottom of the screen and produced an often flickering image.

May 5th, 1970. As Tuesday dawned, the whole country, the whole world, knew about the Kent State massacre. The famous photo of Mary Ann Vecchio on one knee, keening over the body of Jeffrey Miller, snapped by a Kent undergrad seconds after the National Guard ceased firing on Monday, went on the Associated Press newswire that afternoon and was seared into the nation’s consciousness the next morning.

Chip Young, one of several friends who volunteered memories when I started this project, recalls:

I would have been 11. I remember my older brother informing my mom about the killings. Her response: “Oh no, not in America.” Perfect moment of shattered idealism.

Nan Faessler blipped me a single sentence:

Because of the killings at Kent State, I made a decision to drop out of graduate school and devote my time to working with the anti-war movement full time.

John Kaye’s response:

I never went to college, but at the time was living near Marquette U in Milwaukee, working in a Movement bookstore. What the right wing at the time used to call an “outside agitator.” Even before the invasion of Cambodia, at that point in my life activism was everything.

When the news hit, especially about Kent State, and shortly after, about Jackson State, things sort of…exploded. I didn’t sleep for 3 days, up all night at meetings, silk-screening clenched fists on t-shirts, etc. Demonstrations and whatever else we could think of all day and evening. The only time in my life I ever gave an impromptu speech, to a smallish group of students gathered just south of the campus, about the Panthers, I think.

In these three brief recollections, we see events as they actually unfolded–shock, individual commitment to resist, escalation of the struggle.