Those damned lights...

The Bahrain Financial Harbour was supposed to be this great, monumental landmark that put Bahrain "Up Where We Belong" or something. Amongst the great financial cities. Kinda like Wall Street, but not. 

And there they are. The big buildings that for over a year have bastardized the skyline. The big buildings that look only remotely similar to the basic level of sophistication offered in the 'visions'-the visualisations that promised a glittering city in the sea, where the successful and cool and intellegent work, play and exist. 

Yeah, there's more to come. It can only get better. But please, please, please... will someone explain the lights? 

Those horrible disco lights... those lights that make the structure seem like a 15-year old ministry of something clamouring for attention. The lights that, to some untrained border-crossers, would appear to indicate the presence of debauchery. Only in Bahrain...

As I have hypothesised in random complaints to newspapers and such, I believe that the only reason this new, supposedly ultra-modern travesty of a landmark could look the way it does is through sheer idiocy. 

Look at the pictures of what they promised the buildings would look like. And then look at the buildings. You may probably notice that in most of the visualisations, all or most of the office lights were on. But in reality, the buildings are still not fully occupied and more importantly, people turn off their lights when work is finished. Apparently it's an energy-saving thing. Hippies. 

So they built it and then, when it got dark they were all "hey.. y'know, we cant see it. People wont even know its here". A problem to which the obvious solution was a quick phone call to the national day lighting people who thought up a monstrous colour changing debacle. Bravo.