1315 Filbert St.
|This is why Juniper and Filbert Streets used to be known as Kick-Ass Corner.|
In 1895, an ogre with gargantuan balls, William L. McLean, took control of this paper and mutated it into a Journalism Juggernaut. He got the paper's circulation up from 6,000 to 133,000 in only three years. The little dinky building they had at 1234 Chestnut wasn't enough to handle the newly massive company. He commissioned a new building right smack dab in the middle of it all at Juniper and Filbert in order to have a storage spot for his gigantic nuts while he worked. Here's the original rendering:
|Inaccurate just like any other rendering. Accompanying text says it would be done in 1907, a year earlier than it's actual completion date.|
By the time 1953 came, the Bulletin got so huge that they needed to expand into a new and more technologically advanced building. They went over to 31st street and built a future Butt-Fugly Building of the Week that sits next to a previous Butt-Fugly Building of the Week. The old Bulletin Building got renamed the Penn Square Building and was still used for crappy offices as the building and the neighborhood around it fell apart at the seams.
|Looking haggard in the mid to late 20th. Check that dome out, motherfucker!|
What a great looking building. It looked nice from afar and also had beautiful details that you needed to see close-up. We'll never have a highrise or skyscraper with a dome like that on it again. If this building lasted just a few years longer, it would be restored and housing high-end condos or a hotel right now. Instead, they ripped this building the fuck apart and let the lot sit until it was replaced with an eyesore that looks more like a tall suburban shopping mall than a government building. Balls.
Here's some cool pics.
|The ground-level facade in it's heyday before it was expanded. Are those confederate battle flags?|
|The last day of the dome in 1985. Pic from what it says in that big fucking watermark.|
|Ya know what would look great here? An empty lot until 1995! Then plant a big fucking plastic box! Yeah!|