In September 2008, the U.S. Coast Guard seized a 59-foot submarine 370 miles SW of Guatemala. The submarine contained four crew members and 237 (!) bales of cocaine. An anomaly? No, because less than a week alter, another 60 footer was seized. Between the two submersibles about seven tons of coke worth nearly $200...
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What do you do with a cutaway hotel? I haven’t the faintest idea. I tossed together some amateur motion-tracking shots and a soundtrack to come up with this. Share and Enjoy: Print this article! Digg Google Bookmarks StumbleUpon Sphinn del.icio.us Facebook Yahoo! Bookmarks Yahoo! Buzz Technorati
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We have a rather nice cutaway of the Scorpene submarine from Defense Industry Daily. We also have an extra-large cutaway of the entire Scorpene submarine. Share and Enjoy: Print this article! Digg Google Bookmarks StumbleUpon Sphinn del.icio.us Facebook Yahoo! Bookmarks Yahoo! Buzz Technorati
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This great cutaway originally comes from a July 5, 1947 Saturday Evening Post ad for Armstrong’s Industrial Insulation. For an extra-sized view, click here and then click a second time on the magnifying glass. The ad says, in part: When you look behind the scenes, a modern hotel is an astounding place. Few guests...
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// Hidden compartments in houses take all shapes and forms: electrical outlets, hollow books, fake CDs, false cabinet fronts. But what about the heating system? Any dope dealer or jewel thief will tell you that it’s easy enough to unscrew the heating register (grille) and stow drugs or diamonds in the metal ductwork. You...
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Looking inside the Popular Mechanics 1935 “Flying Boat”: Kitchen Welsh rarebit coming right up. Note the ladder leading up to the wing. Bar The cover is sharp and crystal-clear. It’s my scanner that blurred the picture. A real-life bartender whipping up a gin gimlet for a guy in a suit. Sleeping Quarters Except for...
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I reproduce this Popular Mechanics cover of April 1935 in all of its ball-throbbing glory–because that is the only way to describe the muscularity of 1930s popular journalism. There is nothing I don’t like about this cover. I love the orange and blue contrast, the NRA Code logo in the bottom left, the typography,...
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