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Señora Mariana Velásquez de Torreblanca expressly rejects any interviews from the deeply ill-favoured British rags, and on behalf of the great, proud and beautiful Spanish people sends only distaste.
Firmado, Fernando López, Asistente Senior de la Ministra
This picture is #27 in the 100 Strangers Project - Round 2
Meet Zino
Men have been relatively rare on the project - though I have a had few rejections on that front. However when I saw Zino striding in my general direction I knew instantly that he would be great subject. Tall and lanky, more than 6 foot , with the wavy hair and glasses he looked like a standout unique interesting personality. Once he passed me, as I stood deliberating, it took me a few minutes catching up. Once I did and made my request Zino agreed and walked with me to my chosen location where I thought the back-lighting would enhance his look further.
Zino, who is French, is a student. I asked him if he had modeled before and he said that has modeled for his friends which is not really surprising given how easy and confident he was in front of the camera. He also enjoys photography himself especially street photography. Zino's hobbies include reading with romance being is favorite genre, and enjoys athletics. His family and relatives is what he values most about his life and being around them makes him most happy. Chilled, confident, self[-assured and relaxed were my immediate impressions of this young man.
Thank you Zino for being part of the project - it was nice meeting you. Glad you liked your pictures. All the very best for your future.
Find out more about the project and see pictures taken by other photographers at the 100 Strangers Flickr Group page
For my other pictures on this project: 100 Strangers - Round 2.
For pictures from my prior attempt at 100 Strangers: 100 Strangers - Round 1.
Sensitivity to rejection is associated with low self-esteem and close affection to the second person. People with a high sensitivity to rejection anxiously await signs of rejection, without any hesitation interpret them and react to them excessively.
SYMBOLS
Blood, which I have used to illustrate this issue symbolize anguish and torment.
Of course, it also links to the emotional issues within us. Rejection can be at the heart of a dream filled with blood and pain. Despite appearances, it has a strong connection with the fear of rejection because life bears the imprint of pain which cannot be expressed in words. That is why I have used strong and expressive symbolism. The body which is turned back, hidden in refuge. This photo is taken in the woods, in the woods, between trees what symbolize social rejection. This issue is seen most clearly on the blossom of nature, which reveal the actual state and rejection of a person touched by this issue.
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Love..Confession... Proposal.. Rejection...It all happened in those 5 minutes ... this boy followed her, talked to her ( guess he proposed her ) & the girl rejected & left ...after the girl left him, he came rushing to me as he saw me clicking them both& told me ' didi, please take a picture of mine ' i said i did - with that girl & he sighed & said kya fayda..vo to gai... ab mere akele ki photo nikalo... & I clicked him... A 5 minutes love story....
Ready for rejection in red satin blouse, shiny black skirt, tights and red and black slingback high heels x x
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Cleaning up photo files, I came across this shot, taken on 7 January, 2021, when I was in Western Australian Covid quarantine.
Entry to the then largely Covid-free state of Western Australia was extremely difficult to get, even for genuinely desperate reasons. Four failed applications, the fifth, to my great relief, finally granted.
I spent quarantine in comfort at my daughter's in-laws' house that came with a lovely garden. I have to say, I quite enjoyed my COVID quarantine time, and was able to easily continue with my online painting course without being disturbed - apart by random calls from police COVID surveillance.
The way this worked:
When I applied for permission to enter the state of Western Australia, which was still largely COVID-free at that time (four rejections...) I had to provide the following information:
- reason for application (all compassionate reasons were routinely rejected)
- where I was staying;
- how many rooms the premises had;
- how many bathrooms;
- whether other people were living there during my stay;
- if yes, whether I would have my own room and bathroom;
- how I would get food;
- how I would get to and from the nearest PCR testing centre and - how I would travel to the final destination in Western Australia after quarantine, and its location.
After providing all this information it then was up to the particular officer who reviewed my application, whether the application would be accepted, or denied. Two were rejected straight away (not enough information provided); With the third I received some information on what would assist with the application, i.e. all the information listed above in detail, the fourth application was again rejected, despite providing detailed information and so, for the fifth time, I started the whole process again, now also providing a recommendation for approval by a medical practitioner whose care my relative was under. That was a great relief and I stayed in WA for close to six months and providing my relative desperately needed support.
I then received a G2G (Good to Go) pass which I needed to carry with me at all times.
Conditions:
- I was not permitted to leave the premises, except on day 14 to get a PCR test.
- During quarantine, I received calls at random times of the day, then had to take a selfie, tick some health checks, and send this information within 5 minutes to the Covid control centre, which was manned by police. Sending this information included, of course, the location.
- Failing to do this, police would come knocking in order to find out my whereabouts.
Apart from that, I also received daily emails from WA Covid Health, also requiring and confirming health information.
I was quite shocked the first time the call came: I was in the garden, the mobile phone inside, and a siren went off! Panicked I rushed inside fearing I had left the stove on, something was on fire, and it may be the fire alarm. It was the call from police! It was loud, very loud! The earliest calls came around 7am, just around the time I was in the bathroom, i.e. I learnt quickly to get up earlier than 6:30am in order not get caught sitting on the loo or be in the shower. The latest calls came around 8pm. On the odd occasion there were two calls per day.
PCR test on day 14:
One was permitted to walk no more than 2km to the nearest testing centre which, unfortunately, was more than 2km away. Day 14 turned out to be a very hot day.
The following is how this went:
RING A CAB
Destination?
Fiona Stanley Hospital
Aha. PCR test?
Yes
One moment please. I have to refer you to the supervisor.
Thank you.
Destination?
Fiona Stanley Hosptial
Aha. For a PCR test?
Yes, please
Taxi should be there within 10 minuites.
Thank you.
Taxi arrived within 10 minutes. How good is that?
Friendly driver whose daughter lived in Syndey and who he couldn't visit due to return entry restricitons to WA (14 day quarantine requirements for returning WA residents who also needed to apply for permission to re-enter WA leaving some WA residents stranded in other states, unable to return home and causing major distress, not to mention additional expense for accommodation, to many).
Arriving at the clinic, there was a small marquis and two nurses in full protective gear, handing out information and hand-sanitizers, taking details. I was then motioned to proceed to the clinic.
To my relief, I was the first at the clinic and was promptly whisked into a room for testing. After the test, I was given some written information in an envelope which I did not bother reading and asked to wait outside. Two chairs were provided in the shade. It was very hot already, probably in the mid to high 30's C.
RETURN TRIP
Ring taxi. The same company. The same lady answering the call.
Pick up, please?
Fiona Stanley Hospital
Aha. PCR test?
Yes
I have to refer you to the supervisior.
Thank you.
Pick up?
Fiona Stanley Hospital
Aha. PCR test ...
Yes
Ok. I have to find a driver who will take the fare. If the wait is longer than 30 minutes, call back and I'll try to find someone else.
HUH ???
And so, the wait began, in very hot weather. While waiting, I decided to read the information I was given. People walking past looked at me with suspicion. WA at this time was basically covid-free and anybody near a PCR clinic could be a potential health hazard.
The information was for the taxi driver:
- All windows to be open;
- Passenger and driver to wear masks;
- Hands sanitized
- Taxi to be deep-cleaned after every fare with a passenger from a PCR testing clinic!
No wonder drivers were reluctant to take a fare! The clinic was about 4km away from 'home', which I could have easily walked had it not been due to restrictions and the by now very hot day. Half an hour came and went and I was contemplating how to get back if no driver was prepared to take the fare. Ring police? Thankfully, shortly after a taxi arrived. Windows open, masks on, hands sanitized. It was a very breezy drive, wind in the hair :)
I had the impression the taxi driver was not impressed.
I was not permitted to leave my quarantine until I had received the PCR test result which needed to be nagative, i.e. the earliest I could leave was day 15. The negative result came in the afternoon of day 15, together with a last police check around 8pm. Hence, left quarantine on day 16.
And now?
Eventually, the authorities decided to just let it rip and 'live with covid'. I don't follow the statistics anymore, but there appear to be claims that despite high vaccination rates, numbers of COVID deaths have increased more than would be expected at any other time (whatever that may mean...)
So far, I have evaded getting ill with this virus :)
A tricky scene to capture, especially on a badly set-up Newtonian. Please excuse the poor diffraction spikes.
120*3min OSC data with a Neodymium filter, processed like nobody's in PI with a fake SHORGB palette (NB channels extracted with the DBextract script).
I'm particularly pleased to have got Ced-4a, a tiny yellow blob of nebulosity in the middle of the two obvious IC59 + IC63 nebulae.
Performing a takeoff rejection on Rwy 30 at Long Beach Airport (LGB/KLGB) during her pre-delivery flight test program.
Contrairement à nous, les oiseaux ne possèdent ni dents, ni glandes salivaires. Ils ne mâchent pas leur nourriture : ils boulottent tout rond des morceaux dépecés ou carrément des proies entières.
Leur gésier accumulent toutes les parties indigestes de leur nourriture pour former une pelote. Cette pelote sera ensuite rejetée par le bec (rien à voir avec une crotte !). On l’appelle d’ailleurs pelote de réjection ou boulette de régurgitation.
The history of Salisbury Beach’s carousel is complex tale of fire, reconstruction, rejection and auction, as well as adoration, restoration and, hopefully, repatriation, if local business owners can bring it home to Broadway.
According to its sales brochure from Brass Ring Carousel Company, the merry-go-round many rode as children at Salisbury Beach Center is fully restored and in storage in California, commanding a price of $2.75 million. Built around 1890 by Charles I.D. Looff, a famous craftsman who carved and build more than 40 carousels, its first home was Coney Island in New York.
The original Salisbury Beach carousel, “The Culver Flying Horses,” was destroyed by fire in 1913, according to Brass Ring. Looff’s Coney Island merry-go-round took its place in 1914. The name became “The Broadway Flying Horses” in 1933, when Salisbury’s Rogers family bought it. Its nickname for many summer visitors was “The Dobbie Horses.”
An anchor of Salisbury Beach’s seaside resort, it ran every summer at 2 Broadway until 1976, when Roger Shaheen bought it from the heirs of Louis Rogers. Shaheen, in a move that devastated the community, sold the ride in 1977, replacing it first with a water slide, then a go-cart course and batting cages.
According Salisbury Beach businessman Wayne Capolupo, Salisbury’s carousel moved to Seaport Village in San Diego, California, where it operated from 1977 until 2004, with pictures of its former life at Salisbury Beach on display.
“In 2004, the owner of the amusement park in San Diego died,” Capolupo said. “His heirs had to sell off all the rides at auction to settle the estate. That’s when it was bought by a Connecticut man who was buying up old carousels to prevent them from going to people who’d take them apart and sell off the horses one by one. He owns a number of historic carousels.”
Capolupo said it was the merry-go-round’s Connecticut rescuer — whose name no one knows — who called in Brass Ring Carousel to restore the Broadway Flying Horses. According to Capolupo, Brass Ring’s owner, Dan Horenberger, had carousels in his DNA.
“His great-grandfather was Charles Looff,” Capolupo said. “I’m told the carousel is in museum quality. It’s still in storage.”
As Salisbury Beach Center deteriorated over the decades, many people yearned for the return of the legendary carousel, seeing it as a way to resurrect the beach’s golden era. About a decade ago, Capolupo searched, and found the carousel in the care of Brass Ring’s Horenberger.
“I found it 10 years ago, but back then I had no place to put it,” Capolupo said.
Last year that changed when he and Salisbury’s Abdulla family bought the 10,000-square-foot building at 6 Broadway, which is almost directly across from the carousel’s original address. After a brainstorming session, Fred Abdulla said, the idea of using it as a site for Salisbury’s Broadway Flying Horses emerged. Since Capolupo was led to believe the Connecticut owner would like the carousel to return to its roots in Salisbury, the concept seemed plausible.
But last fall, Horenberger died unexpectedly, Capolupo said. He’d been Capolupo’s only intermediary with the carousel’s reclusive owner. Now speaking with one of Horenberger’s heirs, Capolupo and the Abdullas are trying to make the deal work, aiming to write a happy Salisbury ending in the saga of the Looff Broadway Flying Horses.
Just another in the long list of RailPictures.net rejections.....
Reason(s) for Rejection:
- Bad Cropping: Most often this means that the composition of the photo is poor as it relates the cropping of the image.
- Poor lighting (Backlit): The image is backlit or doesn't feature enough nose light on the subject.
The most recent slew of rejections for poor lighting was because the sun was too high in the summer. I could do something with the cropping and resubmit it, but I won't because I like this the way it is.
That was what I wrote back in March in reference to this picture being rejected by RP.net. Here's what I wrote today
(8/6/08) I revisted the cropping issue and I think I was able to make a crop that I could live with. I still like the original because it has "distance" to it. Let me know what you think.
Oh, and for GR...."Long Train Runnin'" - Doobie Brothers
I spotted something red in this rubbish bin, on closer inspection, it turned out to be a heart shaped cushion, a poignant sight on Valentine's day...
or will it? — Did the rejection of the McCain/Palin ticket open the door for a more gradual continuing slide on the slippery slope toward fascism in America?
This is How Fascism Comes: Reflections on the Cost of Silence
from the article: "If fascism comes it will be interviewed, lovingly, on talk radio, by hosts whose cerebral inadequacies are more than made up for by their bellicosity, their bombast, their willingness to shout down those with whom they cannot argue, for argument requires knowledge, and this is a commodity with which they have not even a passing familiarity."
Here's the whole article [linked above]:
by Tim Wise
October 11, 2008, 7:26 pm
For those who have seen the ugliness and heard the vitriol emanating from the mouths of persons attending McCain/Palin rallies this past week--what with their demands to kill Barack Obama, slurs that he is a terrorist and a traitor, and paranoid delusions about his crypto-Muslim designs on America--please know this: This is how fascism comes to an ostensible democracy.
If it comes--and if those whose poisonous, unhinged verbiage has been so ubiquitous this week have any say over it, it surely will--this is how it will happen: not with tanks and jackbooted storm troopers, but carried in the hearts of men and women dressed in comfortable shoes, with baseball caps, and What Would Jesus Do? wristbands. It will be heralded by up-dos, designer glasses, you-betcha folksiness and a disdain for big words or hard consonants.
If fascism comes, it will spring from the soil of middle America, from people known as values voters but whose values are toxic, from simple folk whose simplicity, far from being admirable, is better labeled ignorance, from "all-American" types whose patriotism is a dagger pointed at the very heart of the national interest, for it so forsakes all the best principles upon which the republic was founded, choosing instead to elevate and ratify the narrow-mindedness, the bigotry, and the intolerance that also marked our country's origins.
If fascism comes, it will be ushered in by tailgaters at the big football game, by Joe Six Pack, who, upon finishing his sixth beer and belching forth the stench of a mediocre life lived, will gladly announce its arrival, so long as it comes with a steady supply of Pabst Blue Ribbon and hot dogs on the grill, and giant foam hands with a "We're Number 1" finger, some Mardi Gras beads and a good titty bar.
If fascism comes it will dress like a hockey mom, or a NASCAR dad. It will believe Toby Keith to be an artist, Larry the Cable Guy to be a comic, and that the world was made in six literal days less than 6000 years ago.
If fascism comes it will come from the small towns; the ones Sarah Palin, quoting a famous racist and Jew-hater, said "grow good people," and which occasionally do, but which, just as often grow provincial, isolated, fearful and superstitious ones.
If fascism comes it will come from faux populism, from anti-immigrant hysteria, from persons who have more guns in their homes than books, or whose books, when they have them, are principally volumes of the Left Behind series, several different copies of the Bible, and a plethora of romance novels.
If fascism comes it will be welcomed, lock stock and barrel by persons who pray at every meal to a God they visualize as white, whose son they also think was white, and who they believe is going to rapture them all into the sky upon the blowing of some heavenly trumpet, after which point all those who don't think as they think will be burned in an eternal lake of fire. Their vision and version of God is itself fascistic--to love a God who would do such a thing is to love an abusive, sadistic and evil deity after all--so it should come as little surprise that their conception of the state would be equally authoritarian or worse.
If fascism comes it will be at the behest of those who hold a contempt for what they call "book learnin," who prefer Presidents who mispronounce basic words because they make them feel smarter, and who are looking for nothing so much as a commander-in-chief with whom they would enjoy having a beer, or two, or twelve at some backyard barbecue.
If fascism comes it will be interviewed, lovingly, on talk radio, by hosts whose cerebral inadequacies are more than made up for by their bellicosity, their bombast, their willingness to shout down those with whom they cannot argue, for argument requires knowledge, and this is a commodity with which they have not even a passing familiarity.
If fascism comes it will come wrapped in red,white and blue, carrying a crucifix and a shotgun, projecting its own sexual confusion and insecurity onto others, substituting volume for veracity and rage for reason, and landing on the New York Times best-seller list as a result.
If fascism comes it will have a pajama party at Ann Coulter's house, pop pills with Rush Limbaugh, and go gay-bashing with Michael Savage, all in the same weekend. And it will refuse to learn another language or get a passport, because doing either of those would make one cosmopolitan--which is just another word for "faggot."
If fascism comes it will come because a lot of people who aren't like the folks I'm talking about here, won't stand up to the ones who are. Because we're too busy, don't want to make waves, don't want to lose friends, or alienate family. It will come, in other words, because those who know better are cowards, more concerned with getting along, making nice, and being liked than with telling the truth, calling out evil and saving their country.
If fascism comes it will come because of the silence, and thus, collaboration of those who think themselves good, and certainly superior to the knuckle-draggers they can see on YouTube at the McCain rallies, but who in the end are no better and in some ways worse than they: after all, at least fascists stand up for what they believe in. They are telling us, in no uncertain terms what kind of United States they want and are willing to fight for, and maybe even to kill for. But many "progressives," many liberals, many of the so-called enlightened are doing nothing at all.
If fascism comes it will come because those liberals thought voting for Barack Obama was all they needed to do; it will come because they allowed themselves to believe that politics is what a person does every four years, but not at work, and not in the neighborhood, and not at the dinner table. Meanwhile, know-nothings filled with hate, nurtured on racial and religious bigotry and who have overdosed on the kind of hypernationalism that has always proved fatal to those places foolish or craven enough to allow it a foothold, talk of their visions for America at every opportunity. They raise their kids on that sickness, they build churches whose very foundation is rooted in that cancerous rot, and they will think nothing of steamrolling those who get in their way.
So when, exactly, do we fight back? When do we say enough? When do we stand up to our relative or friend who sends us the e-mail about Obama being a Manchurian Candidate or al-Qaeda sympathizer, or the one about the decency of Midwestern flood victims as opposed to those stranded after Katrina, or about how God was punishing New Orleans because of its tolerance of homosexuality, and tell them what we think: namely, that they are a bunch of racist, heterosexist loons, whose friendship or familial connection we neither want nor intend to pursue unless they get help. When do we decide that we love our country and humanity too much to allow these people one more day of decent sleep, one more day of self-assured confidence in their craziness and the willingness of the rest of us to just take it? When do we decide that every irrational, Jeezoid, racist thing that comes from their mouths will be attacked, will be rebutted, until they can no longer take for granted the ability to say any of it in mixed company without being called out?
Why, in the face of the fascism they would surely introduce if given the chance, are we intent on being so nice? Why are we not more offended? Offended not merely at what such persons say about others--like Obama, or Latino immigrants, or whatever--but even about we who look like them? After all, their open exhortations of racism presuppose that they are speaking for us, and that this kind of brain-dead ventilation is something to which all white folks should aspire as though it were virtually the essence of enlightenment.
If fascism comes it will come because we did not see in their actions a sufficient threat, or because we allowed ourselves to believe that it couldn't come, that our institutions were too strong, our people too good, for that to happen. If it comes it will come because we allowed ourselves to believe the rosy and optimistic version of America spun by Obama, without tempering that optimism with a clear-headed appraisal of the way that (sadly) a still huge number of Americans actually think: because we allowed the vehicle of our hopes to outrun the headlights of truth; because we convinced ourselves that we actually lived in the country of our aspirations, rather than the nation we have at present.
And if fascism doesn't come--if, rather, democracy does--it will come because good people said no. It will come because we saw in this moment the opportunity to demand the full measure of our humanity and to pour it forth upon the national soil. It will be because we understood that democracy isn't what you have, it's what you do. But if we are to issue that demand, if we are to stand straight and fulfill the potential we possess to do justice, we had best exercise the option quickly, for the opponents of justice are on the move. They are preparing to enter on the winds of our silence and indifference, and complacency. Let them find no quarter here.
Model: Antonio Dognini
Photo by Marco Cortesi - marcortesi@tiscali.it
Photo concept: Antonio Dognini & Marco Cortesi
Artwork: Andrea Assanelli - www.webalice.it/groove
Taken from the "Beyond Appearances" project.
Discover more on www.youtube.com/watch?v=je6r913kxyc and www.myspace.com/antoniodognini
The significance of a yellow carnation
Yellow carnations stand for arrogance, disappointment and rejection. So, if you have to tell someone that you are disappointed at them and you don’t know how, here’s the way to do it: just send over a “nice” bouquet of yellow carnations and your feelings will be known for sure.
Yellow carnations are quite mischievous and this is because when you see a really warm and bright bouquet of yellow carnations, you tend to associate them immediately with the start of spring and thus, new beginnings, joy and happiness. But don’t let yourself be fooled by their accurate “undercover” and remember that yellow carnations symbolize the exact opposite thing!
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8 Jun 12
My love of photography started with the floral kind and my favoured macro lens - I love how this lens takes you up close to capture the finest detail (although I am rather obsessed with a shallow depth of field)!!! This love of floral also intrigued me to find out the meaning behind each flower. I was rather surprised to find out the meaning of this yellow carnation . . .
Superstitions
It is best not to give away yellow colored carnation to someone you care about because it mainly deals with rejection and disappointment.
If you don’t like somebody, but you have to give them a gift, yellow carnations are a good choice. You might be dating someone that you don’t want to date anymore and yellow carnations put out the right message.
Besides being one of the most popular kinds of flower, carnations are also seen to be aphrodisiacs
What the Yellow Carnation Means:
Plain and simple, yellow carnations mean rejection and disappointment. If someone has failed you in some way and you want to send them a message through flowers, yellow carnations make for your best choice. Although most flowers have positive meanings attached to them, the yellow carnation offers up a message that’s more on the negative side. It goes so far as symbolizing disdain or even contempt.
Even though carnations are known as Jove’s flower (the ancient Roman tribute flowers to gods), yellow is not a good shade for you to work with. On a situation where you’re ending a relationship with someone who disappointed you, you can send them yellow carnations as a message of rejection.
An attempt of recasting the play of Gertrude Stein with two actresses that could be Stein with her partner Alice Toklas.
Although it has been written about 100 years ago, it is still considered a highly innovative form of thought and expression: "Counting her dresses" by Gertrude Stein (1874-1946).
"Let your performance do the thinking."
~Charlotte Bronte~
Some of the saddest words on earth are we don’t have room for you. Jesus knew the sounds of those words. He was still in Mary’s womb when the innkeeper said, “We don’t have room for you.” And when He hung on the cross, wasn’t the message one of utter rejection? We don’t have room for you in this world.
Today Jesus is given the same treatment. He goes from heart to heart, asking if He might enter. Every so often, He’s welcomed. Someone throws open the door of his or her heart and invites Him to stay. And to that person Jesus gives this great promise, “In my Father’s house are many rooms…” (John 14:2). We make room for Him in our hearts. And Jesus makes room for us in His house!
-Max Lucado
I rarely ask for photographs of fellow travelers. Despite my rejection of photo flashes and a long exposure, the history of these ancient underground cities didn’t inspire me so much to find the right QUESTIONS that I decided ... Ask and you will be given! 1. Taking pictures a tool (camera), not a photographer.
2. The choice of tool limits the possibilities.
3. Experience allows him (instrument) less and less to limit their capabilities.
4. The ability to see is given only when the observer allows ...
5. The moment of observation is the real find ...
6. Training and mastering it defies. Training leads to poor imitations of the original.
7. Often the result should ripen, like wine. Although time is the understanding of the mind, therefore it is very speculative.
8. The meaning of all this is the process!
9. Find someone who inspires shooting the camera!
I was just sat outside Starbucks at Camden Lock having a coffee when Liana come down to have a look at the boats in the lock, well with her yellow top and colourful hat and a couple of successful stranger portraits earlier [as in no rejections] i thought well why not keep on a roll, so i approached Liana and asked if i could take her portrait, i then showed Liana a couple of portraits that i'd made earlier, Liana agreed and i thought the tree in the background might work as a nice background.
Liana is from Hong Kong on holiday.
This picture is #30 in my 100 strangers project. Find out more about the project and see pictures taken by other photographers at the 100 Strangers Flickr Group page
+++ DISCLAIMER +++
Nothing you see here is real, even though the conversion or the presented background story might be based historical facts. BEWARE!
Some background
The history of Focke Wulf's Fw 190 in Japan started with a rejection: in 1943 a single FW 190 A-5 had been supplied to Japan for evaluation, but at first, the type was not put into production by the Japanese. Anyway, the results of the study by Japanese engineers were incorporated in the design of the Ki-61 fighter. This evaluation did not go unnoticed, since the type received the Allied code-name 'Fred'.
By that time, the teething development problems of Mitubishi's J2M ‘Raiden’ (Thunderbolt) 'Jack' led to a slowdown in production. Biggest issues were the Kasei engine, an unreliable propeller pitch change mechanism and the main undercarriage members. Another drawback of the type was that its design put emphasis on performance and pilot protection rather than maneuverability. By the time the Fw 190 was tested, only fourteen J2M had been completed.
To make matters even worse, the Mitsubishi A7M 'Reppu' fighter was also behind schedule, so that replacements for the A6M 'Zero', backbone of the IJN’s air force, were overdue.
This situation left the Imperial Japanese Navy without a land-based interceptor. The first few produced J2M2 were delivered to the development units in December 1942 but further trials and improvements took almost a year, and it took until June 1944 that the ‘Raiden’ could make its combat debut, during the Battle of the Philippine Sea.
While the Raiden was to be developed further for the high-altitude interceptor role, the IJN decided in January 1944 to adopt the highly effective Fw 190 as a supplementary interceptor for medium heights - only as a stop-gap at first, but the type quickly evolved into various sub-variants, much like in Germany.
License production of the adopted Fw 190 started at Hitachi in May 1944. The original airframe was modified to cater to Japanese needs and customs, and the most obvious difference of the J10F1, how the plane was officially called, was the use of the Mitsubishi MK4R Kasei 23c radial engine instead of the original BMW 801. It was a modified version of the engine in the J2M, but simplified and made more reliable. The engine produced 1.820hp and drove a four-bladed propeller. Another distinctive feature was a small fin fillet, which compensated directional instability due to the longer forward fuselage.
By its pilots, the J10F quickly became called “hueruge” (フエルゲル), a transcription of the Fw 190's German nickname "Würger" (=Shrike).
Variants:
J10F1
The original main variant with the MK4R Kasei 23e and armed with 2× 13.2 mm Type 3 machine guns and 4× 20 mm two Type 99 Model 2 cannons, 354 aircraft produced.
While no official sub-variant was developed or designated, single machines differed considerably in equipment. This included field-modifications like reduced armament for better performance or ground-attack equipment, e .g. racks for a total of four unguided 60kg air-to-air missiles under the outer wings.
J10F1-G
In late 1945 a few J10F1 were modified for the anti-ship role and night attacks, and they received the "-G" suffix for their new land-based bomber role. These planes had a reduced gun armament, flame dampers and an IR sight, similar to the German “Spanner” device.
Most of these planes were to carry special weapons, like a single indigenous Ke-Go 110 heat-seeking guided bomb under the belly, or, alternatively, a copy of the German Bv 246 "Hagelkorn" gliding bomb, which had been delivered to Japan in 1944 for tests and adopted for production. To allow more space under the fuselage while carrying these bombs on the ground, some of these aircraft had a longer tail wheel strut fitted. Additionally, tests were made with a torpedo on the centerline hardpoint. It is uncertain if these weapons were actually used in combat, though.
J10F2
The only variant that was developed so far that it entered service, incorporating many detail modifications and improvements. These included thicker armored glass in the cabin's windshield (from 5.5 cm/2.2” to 7.6cm/3”) and extra armor plating behind the pilot's seat. The wing skinning was thickened in localized areas to allow for a further increase in dive speed. A water-methanol engine boost was added, which allowed an engine output of 2.050 hp for short periods, which boosted the top speed to 695 km/h. 52 were produced.
J10F3
High altitude project with a pressurized cabin, a larger wing span of 11.96 m (39 ft 2 in) and a turbo-supercharged MK4R-C Kasei 23c engine, with the turbo-supercharger mounted behind the cockpit (itself made wider). This doubled the altitude at which the engine could produce its rated power, from 15,750ft up to 30,185ft. The J10F3 only carried two 20mm cannons in the wing roots, but had two extra oblique-firing 20mm cannon installed aft of the cockpit for use against high flying American B-29 bombers (much like the German "Schräge Musik" installments). Two prototypes were completed in June 1945, but the turbo-supercharger proved troublesome, and no further aircraft of this type were produced.
From late 1944 on, the J10F1 was quickly thrown into service and became a nasty surprise for Allied aircraft. The modified Focke Wulf design proved to be agile, fast and much tougher than earlier Japanese fighters, coupled with a relatively heavy armament. Beyond interception duties, the J10F1 was frequently employed in close support and anti-shipping tasks, since its low level handling and ordnance load was excellent.
Its only drawback was - as with the original Fw 190 - that performance dropped at heights above 6.000m. This should not have posed a problem with the J2M, but that type's delay left the Allied high-altitude bomber attacks relatively unharmed, so that the J10F3 version was hastily developed, but failed to realize. In Germany, the similar situation resulted in the Fw 190 D-9 variant and finally in the superb Ta-152.
J10F1General characteristics:
Crew: 1
Length: 9.29 m (30 ft 6¾ in)
Wingspan:10.51 m (34 ft 5 in)
Height: 3.95 m (12 ft 12 in)
Wing area:18.30 m² (196.99 ft²)
Empty weight: 3,490 kg (7,694 lb)
Max. take-off weight: 4,840 kg (10,670 lb)
Performance:
Maximum speed: 656 km/h (408 mph) at 19,420 ft (5,920 m)
Rate of climb:17 m/s (3,300 ft/min)
Range: 800 km (500 mi)
Service ceiling: 12,000 m (39,370 ft)
Engine: 1 Mitsubishi MK4R Kasei 23e radial engine with 1.820hp
Armament:
2 × 13.2 mm Type 3 machine guns, 300 rpg, in the nose
4 × 20 mm two Type 99 Model 2 cannons, 200 rpg, two in the wing roots, two outside of the landing gear.
Three hardpoints, one under the fuselage (max. 500 kg/1.102 lb) and one under each wing for 250 kg/550 lb each for bombs or fuel tanks. Total external ordnance load of 1.000kg (2.205 lb).
The kit and its assembly
The 'Japanese Fw 190' is a popular what-if topic, so I wanted to add my interpretation to the plethora of whifs and replicas of the real test machine. Actually, a clean Fw 190 looks pretty Japanese with its radial engine and sleek lines. When I recently came across a similar build at britmodelers.com, I thought that painting a Fw 190 green/grey and putting some Hinomarus on is logical and simple, but there's more in the subject than just cosmetics. I wanted a bit more... And while the concept remained simple, I had enough ideas and spare parts for a twin combo! In the end, the J10F was built as a pure interceptor and as a 'special purpose' night strike aircraft.
Basically, my limiting design idea for the J10F's design was the idea that Japan would not have received the Fw 190’s original BMW 801 radial engine, so that an alternative powerplant had to be fitted. I had hoped that this would have set the 'new' plane outwardly a bit apart from its German ancestor, and also make you look twice because the result would not be a 1:1 "Japanized" Fw 190 A/F. I tried, but I suppose that the effect is not as 'powerful' as intended – but judge for yourself?
The basic kits for both conversions come from Hobby Boss. It is a simple and clean kit, but with very good fit and engraved details. In an attempt to change the plane's look a little, I tried to transplant other engines - radials, too. Donation parts for both kits come from an Italeri Ju 188, which features two pairs of engines. The radials I used are actually BMW 801’s, too, but they lack the typical cooling fan and the cowlings are 3-4mm longer because they'd carry the engine mountings on the Ju 188's wings. Actually, the fuselage is minimal longer now, maybe 4-5mm, but the shape is still very close to the original Fw 190, so I think that this mod hardly is recognizable at all?
The change was a bit tricky, due to the massive fuselage of the Hobby Boss kit, but it worked. The new cowlings received new cooling louvres and exhaust pipes. New, four-bladed propellers were added, scratch-built from leftover Mosquito NF.30 propellers from the Airfix kit and drop tank front halves.
Otherwise, though, not much was changed, the two kits just differ in equipment details and received Matchbox pilot figures in order to cover up the bleak and very deep cockpit.
The interceptor:
As an interceptor I left the plane clean, without external ordnance. I wanted to emphasize its elegant look, which makes it look like a Ki-43 on casual glance, or even an A6M. The plane carries the normal gun armament (from a Fw 190 A-8), this is supposed to be the original/standard J10F mentioned above.
The night attacker:
The J10F1-G variant saw more modifications, including a new exhaust system with flame dampers built from scratch. Other special equipment comprises an IR sight in front of the canopy, flare protectors, the fuselage hardpoint and the scratch-built Ke-Go 110 bomb. In order to cover the deleted gun access panels under the wings, I added streamlined bomb shackles for two Japanese 60kg bombs each, donated from a Matchbox Ju 87 kit.
About the Ke-Go bomb
This bomb, which looks like a penguin, is a fantasy derivate of a real Japanese development series until summer 1945. In a nutshell, the Ke-Go bomb actually was one of the first “fire and forget” weapons I have heard of. With the guidance of a bolometer seeker and a self-correcting steering mechanism, the bomb would (only) be useable against strong and clear heat sources – a ship’s kettle at night, when surrounding heat level was low, would qualify, and the bomb would be guided by deviation and correction from that heat source - if it locked on correctly, though! My Ke-Go 110 is a smaller version of the original Ke-Go bombs, suitable for lighter planes.
Painting
Being an IJN plane, paint scheme choices for the J10F were rather limited - and since it is a whif plane I stuck to my policy that I rather use a simple/subtle paint scheme.
The interceptor:
For the clean and rather conservative interceptor I settled for a simple IJN Green/Gray livery (N. 2 ‘Aomidori-iro’, a bluish, very dark green and N.10 ‘Hairyokushoku’, respectively), with Testors 2116 and 2117 as basic tones. Yellow wing leading edges were added, cut from an aftermarket decal sheet. As a design twist I painted the engine cowling black, A6M-style. The propeller spinner was painted in red brown (typical Japanese WWII primer color), with an orange tip, matching the arrow symbol decal on the tail fin. The propeller blades were painted with Testor’s ‘Rubber’, #1183.
A slightly worn look was achieved through a light wash with black ink and some dry painting with paler shades of Green (Humbrol 91 and 185) and Aluminum, plus light exhaust marks and gun smoke residues with flat black. Some bare metal spots were added, which also highlight some details and add to the worn look.
All decals for the green fighter come from a Hobby Boss A6M, only the arrows come from the Hobby Boss He 162. Finally, everything was sealed under a semi-matte varnish, for a light shine to the surface – typical IJN machines appear to be rather shiny?
The night attacker:
This variant received a more fantastic and stealthy paint scheme - I wanted to set the plane apart from the clean and shiny interceptor: a grunty, desperate strike aircraft against overwhelming sea forces.
AFAIK, there had not been specific nocturnal cammo schemes at the IJNAS, except for all-green aircraft? A bit boring, I thought, esp. with a typical green/gray sister plane.
So I made up a personal variant: In a first step, upper surfaces were painted in a brownish-grey basic tone, AFAIK called ‘Ameiro’ – it is the color which was used on early Zeroes which were based on carriers, and the tone faded quickly to a light gray. This color is very similar to RAL 7014 ‘Fenstergrau’ and reminds of B.S. ‘Hemp’. I improvised it with a mix of Humbrol 141 (60%), 83 (35%) and a bit of 155 (5%). On top of that a dense array of dark green blotches (Humbrol 185, Chrome Green, at first, and later also with Humbrol 116 for more contrast) was applied, breaking up the plane’s lines and covering the light gray tone almost completely.
Undersides originally sported ‘Ameiro’, too, but they were painted as if they had been covered with a very dark gray tone in the field (Humbrol 67), even leaving out the hinomarus and flaking off everywhere. The black engine cowling was retained.
Hinomaru and squadron emblems come from the same Mitsubishi A6M from Hobby Boss as mentioned above, featuring even less markings. As a side note: I have never seen Hinomaru with a black(!) rim before? I am not certain if this is correct or an authentic modification - it matches the night fighter role perfectly, though. This time I chose a matte varnish, except for the cowling which received some streaks with more shiny semi-matte varnish.
In both cases, cockpit interior surfaces and landing gear wells were painted in ‘Aodake Iro’, simulated with a base of Aluminium (Humbrol 56) and a coat of translucent blue lacquer on top.
All in all, these pair of rather simple model kit was built in a couple of days, taking the pictures and waiting for good light took almost the same time! I am not 100% happy, because the engine mod is not as obvious as I expected, even though the four-bladed prop and the slightly elongated fuselage give the J10F a menacing and fast look, like a “Baby Tempest”.
Happy Valentine's Day everyone! This week for my self-portrait I wanted to do something specifically for today, but instead of doing something on the lighter side, I was much more inspired by the negative aspects of Valentine's Day, like the rejection (unrequited love), and loneliness that some people may feel today. But even though I'm into dark/morbid things, I actually kinda like Valentine's Day! Tonight i'll be curled up on the couch watching movies and reading, and that's perfectly okay with me!
-Anna
Barrow-in-Furness is a port town and civil parish (as just "Barrow") in the Westmorland and Furness district of Cumbria, England. Historically in Lancashire, it was incorporated as a municipal borough in 1867 and merged with Dalton-in-Furness Urban District in 1974 to form the Borough of Barrow-in-Furness. The borough was merged into the new Westmorland and Furness district in 2023. At the tip of the Furness peninsula, close to the Lake District, it is bordered by Morecambe Bay, the Duddon Estuary and the Irish Sea. In 2021, Barrow's population was 55,489, making it the second largest urban area in Cumbria after Carlisle, and the largest in the Westmorland and Furness unitary authority.
Natives of Barrow, as well as the local dialect, are known as Barrovian. In the Middle Ages, Barrow was a small hamlet within the parish of Dalton-in-Furness with Furness Abbey, now on the outskirts of the town, controlling the local economy before its dissolution in 1537. The iron prospector Henry Schneider arrived in Furness in 1839 and, with other investors, opened the Furness Railway in 1846 to transport iron ore and slate from local mines to the coast. Further hematite deposits were discovered, of sufficient size to develop factories for smelting and exporting steel. For a period in the late 19th century, the Barrow Hematite Steel Company-owned steelworks was the world's largest.
Barrow's location and the availability of steel allowed the town to develop into a significant producer of naval vessels, a shift that was accelerated during World War I and the local yard's specialisation in submarines. The original iron- and steel-making enterprises closed down after World War II, leaving Vickers shipyard as Barrow's main industry and employer. Several Royal Navy flagships, the vast majority of its nuclear submarines as well as numerous other naval vessels, ocean liners and oil tankers have been manufactured at the facility.
The end of the Cold War and subsequent decrease in military spending saw high unemployment in the town through lack of contracts; despite this, the BAE Systems shipyard remains operational as the UK's largest by workforce (12,000 employees in 2024) and is now undergoing a major expansion associated with the Dreadnought-class submarine programme. Furthermore, in 2023 it was announced that a new class of nuclear submarine, associated with the trilateral AUKUS military alliance, will be designed and principally constructed in Barrow.
Today Barrow is also a hub for energy generation and handling. Offshore wind farms form one of the highest concentrations of turbines in the world, including the second largest offshore farm, with multiple operating bases in Barrow.
Barrow and the surrounding area has been settled non-continuously for several millennia with evidence of Neolithic inhabitants on Walney Island. Despite a rich history of Roman settlement across Cumbria and the discovery of related artefacts in the Barrow area, no buildings or structures have been found to support the idea of a functioning Roman community on the Furness peninsula. The Furness Hoard discovery of Viking silver coins and other artefacts in 2011 provided significant archaeological evidence of Norse settlement in the early 9th century. Several areas of Barrow including Yarlside and Ormsgill, as well as "Barrow" and "Furness", have names of Old Norse origin. The Domesday Book of 1086 recorded the settlements of Hietun, Rosse and Hougenai, which are now the districts of Hawcoat, Roose and Walney respectively.
In the Middle Ages the Furness peninsula was controlled by the Cistercian monks of the Abbey of St Mary of Furness, known as Furness Abbey. This was in the "Vale of Nightshade", now on the outskirts of the town. Founded for the Savigniac order, it was built on the orders of King Stephen in 1123. Soon after the abbey's foundation the monks discovered iron ore deposits, later to provide the basis for the Furness economy. These thin strata, close to the surface, were extracted through open cut workings, which were then smelted by the monks. The proceeds from mining, along with agriculture and fisheries, meant that by the 15th century the abbey had become the second richest and most powerful Cistercian abbey in England, after Fountains Abbey in Yorkshire. The monks of Furness Abbey constructed a wooden tower on nearby Piel Island in 1212 which acted as their main trading point; it was twice invaded by the Scots, in 1316 and 1322. In 1327 King Edward III gave Furness Abbey a licence to crenellate the tower, and a motte-and-bailey castle was built. However Barrow itself was just a hamlet in the parish of Dalton-in-Furness, reliant on the land and sea for survival. Small quantities of iron and ore were exported from jetties on the channel separating the village from Walney Island. Amongst the oldest buildings in Barrow are several cottages and farmhouses in Newbarns which date back to the early 17th century; as well as Rampside Hall, a Grade I listed building and the best-preserved in the town from the 1600s. Even as late as 1843 there were still only 32 dwellings, including two pubs.
In 1839 Henry Schneider arrived as a young speculator and dealer in iron, and he discovered large deposits of haematite in 1850. He and other investors founded the Furness Railway, the first section of which opened in 1846, to transport the ore from the slate quarries at Kirkby-in-Furness and haematite mines at Lindal-in-Furness and Askam and Ireleth to a deep-water harbour near Roa Island. The crucial and difficult link across Morecambe Bay between Ulverston and Carnforth on the main line was promoted, as the Ulverston and Lancaster Railway, by a group led by John Brogden and opened in 1857. It was promptly purchased by the Furness Railway.
The docks built between 1863 and 1881 in the more sheltered channel between the mainland and Barrow Island replaced the port at Roa Island. The first dock to open was Devonshire Dock in 1867, and Prime Minister William Ewart Gladstone stated his belief that "Barrow would become another Liverpool". The increasing quantities of iron ore mined in Furness were then brought into the centre of Barrow to be transported by sea.
The investors in the burgeoning mining and railway industries decided that greater profits could be made by smelting the iron ore and converting the resultant pig-iron into steel, and then exporting the finished product. Schneider and James Ramsden, the railway's general manager, erected blast furnaces at Barrow that by 1876 formed the largest steelworks in the world. Its success was a result of the availability of local iron ore and coal from the Cumberland mines and easy rail and sea transport. The Furness Railway, which counted local aristocrats the 7th Duke of Devonshire and the Duke of Buccleuch as investors, kick-started the Industrial Revolution on the peninsula. The railway brought mined ore to the town, where the steelworks produced large quantities of steel. It was used for shipbuilding, and derived products such as rails were also exported from the newly built docks.
Barrow's population grew rapidly. Population figures for the town itself were not collected until 1871, though sources suggest that Barrow's population was still as low as 700 in 1851. During the first half of the 19th century, Barrow formed part of the parish of Dalton-in-Furness, the population of which shows some of Barrow's early growth from the 1850s:
In 1871 Barrow's population was recorded at 18,584 and in 1881 at 47,259, less than forty years after the railway was built. The majority of migrants originated from elsewhere in Lancashire although significant numbers settled in Barrow from Ireland and Scotland, which represented 11% and 7% of the local population in the 1890s. By the turn of the 20th century, the Scottish-born population had increased to form the highest portion anywhere in England. Other notable immigrant groups included Cornish people who represented 80% of the district of Roose's population at the time of the 1881 census. In an attempt to diversify Barrow's economy James Ramsden founded the Barrow and Calcutta Jute Company in 1870 and the Barrow Jute Works was soon constructed alongside the Furness Railway line in Hindpool. The mill employed 2,000 women at its peak and was awarded a gold medal for its produce at the 1878 Paris Exposition Universelle.
The sheltered strait between Barrow and Walney Island was an ideal location for the shipyard. The first ship to be built, the Jane Roper, was launched in 1852; the first steamship, a 3,000-ton liner named Duke of Devonshire, in 1873. Shipbuilding activity increased, and on 18 February 1871 the Barrow Shipbuilding Company was incorporated. Barrow's relative isolation from the United Kingdom's industrial heartlands meant that the newly formed company included several capabilities that would usually be subcontracted to other establishments. In particular, a large engineering works was constructed including a foundry and pattern shop, a forge, and an engine shop. In addition, the shipyard had a joiners' shop, a boat-building shed and a sailmaking and rigging loft.
During these boom years, Ramsden proposed building a planned town to accommodate the large workforce which had arrived. There are few planned towns in the United Kingdom, and Barrow is one of the oldest. Its centre contains a grid of well-built terraced houses, with a tree-lined road leading away from a central square. Ramsden later became the first mayor of Barrow,[27] which was given municipal borough status in 1867, and county borough status in 1889. The imposing red sandstone town hall, designed by W.H. Lynn, was built in a neo-gothic style in 1887. Prior to this, the borough council had met at the railway headquarters: the railway company's control of industry extended to the administration of the town itself.
The Barrow Shipbuilding Company was taken over by the Sheffield steel firm of Vickers in 1897, by which time the shipyard had surpassed the railway and steelworks as the largest employer and landowner in Barrow. The company constructed Vickerstown, modelled on George Cadbury's Bournville, on the adjacent Walney Island in the early 20th century to house its employees. It also commissioned Sir Edwin Lutyens to design Abbey House as a guest house and residence for its managing director, Commander Craven.
By the 1890s the shipyard was heavily engaged in the construction of warships for the Royal Navy and also for export. The Royal Navy's first submarine, Holland 1, was built in 1901, and by 1914 the UK had the most advanced submarine fleet in the world, with 94% of it constructed by Vickers. Vickers was also famous for the construction of airships and airship hangars during the early 20th century. Originally constructed in a large shed at Cavendish Dock, production later relocated to Barrow/Walney Island Airport. HMA No. 1, nicknamed the Mayfly is the most notable airship to have been built in Barrow. The first of its kind in the UK it came to an untimely end on 24 September 1911 when it was wrecked by wind during trials. Well-known ships built in Barrow include Mikasa, the Japanese flagship during the 1905 Russo-Japanese War, the liner SS Oriana and the aircraft carriers HMS Invincible and HMAS Melbourne. It should also be noted that there was a significant presence of Vickers' armament division in Barrow with the huge Heavy Engineering Workshop on Michaelson Road supplying ammunition for the British Army and Royal Navy throughout both world wars. World War 1 brought significant temporary migration as workers arrived to work in the munitions factory and shipyard, with the town's population reaching to an estimated peak of around 82,000 during the War. Thousands of local men fought abroad during World War I, 616 were ultimately killed in action.
During World War II, Barrow was a target for the German air force looking to disable the town's shipbuilding capabilities (see Barrow Blitz). The town suffered the most in a short period between April and May 1941. During the war, a local housewife, Nella Last, was selected to write a diary of her experiences on the home front for the Mass-Observation project. Her memoirs were later adapted for television as Housewife, 49 starring Victoria Wood. The difficulty in targeting bombs meant that the shipyards and steelworks were often missed, at the expense of the residential areas. Ultimately, 83 people were killed and 11,000 houses in the area were left damaged. To escape the heaviest bombardments, many people in the central areas left the town to sleep in hedgerows, with some being permanently evacuated. Barrow's industry continued to supply the war effort, with Winston Churchill visiting the town on one occasion to launch the aircraft carrier HMS Indomitable. Besides the dozens of civilians killed during World War II, some 268 Barrovian men were also killed whilst in combat.
Barrow's population reached a second peak in of 77,900 in 1951; however, by this point the long decline of mining and steel-making as a result of overseas competition and dwindling resources had already begun. The Barrow ironworks closed in 1963, three years after the last Furness mine shut. The by then small steelworks followed suit in 1983, leaving Barrow's shipyard as the town's principal industry. From the 1960s onwards it concentrated its efforts in submarine manufacture, and the UK's first nuclear-powered submarine, HMS Dreadnought, was constructed in 1960. HMS Resolution, the Swiftsure, Trafalgar and Vanguard-class submarines all followed. The last of these are armed with Trident II missiles as part of the British government's Trident nuclear programme.
The end of the Cold War in 1991 marked a reduction in the demand for military ships and submarines, and the town continued its decline. The shipyard's dependency on military contracts at the expense of civilian and commercial engineering and shipbuilding meant it was particularly hard hit as government defence spending was reduced dramatically. As a result, the workforce shrank from 14,500 in 1990 to 5,800 in February 1995, with overall unemployment in the town rising over that period from 4.6% to 10%. The rejection by the VSEL management of detailed plans for Barrow's industrial renewal in the mid-to-late 1980s remains controversial. This has led to renewed academic attention in recent years to the possibilities of converting military-industrial production in declining shipbuilding areas to the offshore renewable energy sector.
In a 2002 outbreak of legionellosis in the town, 172 people were reported to have caught the disease, of whom seven died. This made it the fourth worst outbreak in the world in terms of number of cases and sixth worst in terms of deaths. The source of the bacteria was later found to be steam from a badly maintained air conditioning unit in the council-run arts centre Forum 28.
At the conclusion of the inquest into the seven deaths, the coroner for Furness and South Cumbria criticised the council for its health and safety failings. In 2006, council employee Gillian Beckingham and employer Barrow Borough Council were cleared of seven charges of manslaughter. Beckingham, the council senior architect was fined £15,000 and the authority £125,000. Following the trials the contractor responsible for maintaining the plant settled a £1.5 million claim by the council for damages. The borough council was the first public body in the country to face corporate manslaughter charges.
2006 saw the construction of Barrow Offshore Wind Farm, which has acted as a catalyst for further investment in offshore renewable energy. Ormonde Wind Farm and Walney Wind Farm followed in 2011, the latter of which became the largest offshore wind farm in the world. The three wind farms are located west of Walney Island and are operated primarily by Ørsted (company), contain a total of 162 turbines and have a combined nameplate capacity of 607 MW, providing energy for well over half a million homes. West of Duddon Sands Wind Farm was commissioned in 2014 while Walney was extended in 2018 to again become the world's largest such offshore facility.
During the initial wave of the COVID-19 pandemic, Barrow had the highest rate of infection of any local authority in the United Kingdom. This was attributed to various socio-economic factors and a high level of testing also seen in the neighbouring authorities of South Lakeland and Lancaster. Rates fluctuated throughout the year and towards the end of 2020 infection rates were amongst the lowest in country.
From the mid 2010's to present, significant investment has taken place at BAE Systems' shipyard in Barrow with an expansion to accommodate the new Dreadnought-class programme. Further to this, commitments associated with the AUKUS submarine programme will safeguard the shipyard's long-term future. Significant investment in renewable energy is also taking place with emerging proposals to repurpose Rampside Gas Terminals to facilitate the storage of carbon in the depleted Morecambe gas fields.
In 2023 media reported that Barrow was "torn apart" by false grooming gang allegations, with public demonstrations targeting the local newspaper, the Asian community and police. The scandal was the subject of the 2024 BBC documentary Liar: The Fake Grooming Scandal and the perpetrator Eleanor Williams was duly convicted and sentenced to eight and a half years in prison.