That's right: When Gustave Eiffel designed the tower, he had to abide by the rules of the "build a huge freaking thing" contest for the 1889 World's Fair (the only reason the tower was built), with one of the stipulations being that it could easily be torn down when the city of Paris got the land back from a 20-year lease. So Eiffel ordered up a metric shit-ton of the cheapest iron he could get his hands on, tinker-toyed it up into the tallest structure the world had ever seen and said, "Eh, that looks like it should last at least 20 years."

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"It's just a giant tower in a highly populated city. No need for any safety precautions."

The tower turned out to be the big hit of the exposition, which temporarily quieted its detractors, but when 1909 rolled around and the demolition date loomed, they renewed their harrumphing with a fervor -- they were just itching to finally be rid of the ugly thing. And it looked like they were going to have their way, right up until Eiffel grasped onto a newfangled invention in the hopes that it would help extend the life of his brainchild: radio.

Eiffel had this wild idea that radio seemed like it could become the next big communications device. And since radios needed a tall place to send long-range messages, the world's most hated -- but tallest -- structure seemed like an ideal spot for a radio tower. And it was: Eiffel stuck a radio transmitter at the top of the tower and offered it to the French Ministry of War as a communications base, enabling their messages to make it all the way across the English Channel. With war quickly building up with Germany and Italy, the radio proved to be a useful wartime instant messaging system.

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"It's the Lunchtime Request Hour. Call in some Skynyrd!"

So the radio became the tower's saving grace, and just five years later, it proved to be well worth saving when it became the key transmission point to jam German radio communications, stalling their advance just north of Paris. From then on, the Eiffel Tower has stayed put, with the last serious attempt to dismantle it being in 1967, when a crazed Montreal mayor thought it would be the perfect thing to "borrow" for the World's Fair. But the tower remained, saving many a Hollywood production from having to print the word "Paris" on the screen every time the city is shown.

It turns out that during the Depression and World War II, the money that normally would have gone into keeping the president's house upright was instead diverted into keeping people from starving and blowing people up, respectively. And when Franklin Delano Roosevelt and others complained about the increasing problems, they were presumably told to suck it up and quit being such babies -- the nation had bigger fish to fry. That, plus years of constantly drilling holes into walls for phone, gas, water and power lines had weakened the building to the point that living in it was like living in a house of sticks, just begging for some asshole wolf to happen by and blow it down. Add in a third floor shoddily renovated by Calvin Coolidge and a brand new balony put in by Truman that threw the whole damn thing off kilter, and the White House was ready to cry uncle.

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"I want it rebuilt in the shape of a dong or a middle finger. Or a giant dongfinger."

So Truman kicked off what we now refer to as the "Truman reconstruction," a massive four-year project during which the entire interior of the building -- everything but the brick outer shell -- was completely demolished and rebuilt. In other words, to keep the building from falling in on itself, they had to do this:

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When you're allowed to drive a bulldozer inside the building, that's usually not a good sign.

Meaning that if you manage to make it through the 12 security checkpoints and three full anal strip searches necessary to tour the building today, much of what you're seeing is sort of like a Hollywood-style remake, filmed nearly 150 years after the original. But the upside is that you're much less likely to die by a Roger Rabbit-style piano drop.

The Leaning Tower of Pisa is only famous because its builders were fuckups -- due to an inadequate foundation set in unstable soil, the tower has been slowly tilting perilously closer and closer to nervous ground-based tourists ever since its construction in the 1100s. And on multiple occasions, it came damn close to becoming the Horizontal Tower of Pisa.

Perhaps the closest the tower has ever come to toppling was when the Allies almost gave it some explosive assistance toward the end of World War II. Allied troops advancing on Pisa couldn't figure out how the Germans were managing to stop every attempted advance with such accuracy on such flat terrain -- until someone realized that the Germans had the perfect vantage point in the form of the giant structure jutting up out of the otherwise smooth landscape ("Wait, is that some kind of leaning tower? In Pisa? Why did no one tell us about this?"). The Allied advance came to such a standstill that the top brass decided that, history and culture be damned, they were going to give gravity a hand by simply blowing that fucker over.

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Or maybe just sending a few guys to push on the side.

A lone Army sergeant by the name of Leon Weckstein was tasked with the job of calling in an artillery strike on the tower. Weckstein approached to within three quarters of a mile of it, but when he surveyed the full length of the tower through his telescope, he was overwhelmed by its grace and beauty. When he raised the radio to his mouth to call the strike, the words just wouldn't come out. The tower had been spared by a single soldier with a soft spot in his heart for Romanesque architecture and the postcard industry.

But even after the tower's narrow escape from becoming a war casualty, there was still that whole leaning thing to worry about. It turns out that, surprise surprise, a building that's slowly headed for inevitable collapse is not exactly the best thing, and by 1990 the tower was leaning at a 5.5-degree angle and was closed off to the public for the first time ever. When an expert said that the tower could collapse "at any moment," that's when Italy decided that something had to be done about it immediately -- "immediately" being government-speak for "nine years later."

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"Oh, that old thing? Can't you just stick a car jack under it or something?"

But even with all their dillydallying, they still managed to beat gravity to the punch and, with a series of gigantic weights, brought the tower back up to just under a 4-degree angle, improving it so much that by 2008 it had stopped moving altogether. Of course, they can't just correct it to be straight again, because then the entire town would vanish off the map.

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The "stack a bunch of shit on it" method, commonly used to fix leaning towers worldwide.

However, instead of turning the cathedral into a holy hole, the bomb simply ... didn't. It didn't explode, it just kind of landed on the lawn. A British bomb disposal unit came out and, despite knowing that the bomb could go off at any moment, spent three days digging it out. And good thing, too, because when the bomb was detonated at a remote location, it left a 100-foot crater.

So only a mistimed timer and some brass-balled army engineers had stood in the way of the cathedral's transformation into about an acre of freshly cleared prime real estate space. It wouldn't be the last time, either. Just a couple of months later, 28 incendiary bombs fell around the cathedral, one of them punching through its lead dome and lodging in its roof timbers, causing an American journalist to report that London's most beloved church was burning to the ground -- but then the bomb dislodged from the ceiling and fell to the nave below, where it was easily put out by firefighters.

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Here they are in action.

The next year, yet another direct hit fell on the cathedral, but the heaviest damage was to a vault over the crypt, whose inhabitants presumably weren't all that disturbed by it.

But despite all the close calls, the cathedral still stands strong today as one of London's most recognizable monuments, coming in second only to a bigass clock. Oh, and maybe a bridge. And a palace. Oh yeah, and a giant Ferris wheel. So maybe not second, but definitely top five. Probably.

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Regardless, if you bomb a holy building and it looks like this after the dust settles, start repenting.

Since 1886, the Statue of Liberty has been an undying symbol of freedom, holding her torch high over the city of New York. A gift from France to the United States that the U.S. probably only accepted because it thought it was a fully functional robot, it boasts a skeletal framework designed by none other than the aforementioned Gustave Eiffel. The copper statue proved to be instantly popular -- despite having a few slight issues.

For one thing, copper has something of a corrosion problem. So what started out in 1886 all bright and happy and coppery ...

... oxidized in just two short decades into the grungy "old penny left out in the rain" color we all know and love today. Then, another decade after Lady Liberty completed her transformation into a color that would be named "Zombie Green" were it a Crayola, the German government decided to sabotage some nearby freight cars loaded up with munitions for the Allies in Europe, causing an explosion equivalent to an earthquake measuring between 5.0 and 5.5 on the Richter scale. The resulting damage caused Liberty's torch to be closed off to the public for good in 1916 -- too much chance the goddamned thing would just fall off. Oh, and it didn't help that the arm was never attached all the way in the first place.

During assembly, somebody apparently didn't get that metric system bullshit and had attached her shoulder incorrectly -- and we don't mean it's slightly off, either. The joint was off by 18 inches, with an extra beam thrown in there to fill in the gap. Hey, that's how we do it in America.

Along with a few minor adjustments to the design.

Regardless, Lady Liberty stood unwavering (well, except for that whole "torch arm wavering in the breeze" thing) for more than 60 years after the massive explosion nearly rocked her skirts off. Then in 1980, with the statue's 100th anniversary just around the corner, a French-American committee decided to see if it needed a little paint touch-up or maybe some polish to get it ready for the big day. But what the engineers soon saw was that this lady was far from healthy. Not only was the statue improperly assembled, but it turns out that it was, in fact, a huge hunk of copper left to get sprayed by saltwater for a century, and was rusting through in places. The only thing keeping the elements out in some spots was the layers of interior paint that had piled up over the years.

The final report showed that Lady Liberty was in imminent danger of structural failure: She was dangerously close to becoming an amputee, her torch was a leaky mess and she had the giant copper person's equivalent of leprosy. Luckily, people sprang into action -- most notably President Ronald Reagan, who led a major fundraising campaign to save the statue. After an exhaustive three-year restoration, she received a clean bill of health just in time for her birthday. And that's a good thing, because if there's one thing movies have taught us, it's that when Lady Liberty gets destroyed, it means the apocalypse is here:

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