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In the last year, Montreal's Turbo Recordings, Tiga's long-running stable, has reinvented itself into a purveyor of what it calls "New Jack Techno." It's actually, sadly, just techno, with nary a Keith Sweat reference to be found. But most of its creators are "new jacks," just releasing their first records, or at least their first techno records, having made the move from other genres. Nevertheless, some respected heads have offered their support for this largely Canada-based group of producers. Martyn, for one, has assembled some of the Toronto faction for the Dovercourt EP on his own 3024 imprint, and the results are, predictably, mixed.
Kevin McPhee's early releases were brilliant, finding offbeat territory between sub-led garage and sentimental slow house, but he's been less consistent lately. "Version 5" takes inspiration from the Chicago house of the 1990s, as its constant clap patterns and simple, metallic melody (though this is so processed it could probably also feature on a Mark Fell record) harken back to the era. The track struggles to stand up—it's less rawly powerful than the originals or even some of their modern knockoffs, and far less complex and heart-tugging than McPhee's finest moments. Gingy tends to work with counterpart Bordello, but here, the producer cuts "Swirlie" solo. It's the most noticeably "Berlin" track here, sounding uncannily like a Shed piece in its athletic pummel and sheets of rave chords. It's a well-calculated tribute, but offers little more than tinges—the reverses in between sections are a nice touch—as innovations. Next, Nautiluss (a.k.a. Graham Bertie) offers "Zero Gravity," a comparatively romantic piece, anchored by subdued organ drones, pitched-down vocals, and an acidic bassline. It coasts from somber beginnings into a second half that's both twinkling and upfront percussive. Finally, the digital release features the debut of producer Bruce Trail. "Beatrice" features a similar blend of filtered organ, wispy vocals, and acid, though the acid is given more of an intensely spiraling presence. It doesn't develop in such a dramatic way, however, and the focus is left more on the rhythm. Like the rest of the EP, the track is calculated and functional, and may lose as much as it gains as a result.


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There are certain advantages and drawbacks of airfryers of deep-fryers, but it's widely agreed that good sides outstrip the bad ones by a large margin. Ever since their inception on the market in 2010, airfryers have proved to be a more efficient and healthy option for those who love fried food than those appliances relying on oil exclusively. The DELLA© Electric Air Fryer is no exception to this.
While deep fried things tend to have a rancid smell about them after standing some time (still safe to eat), those fried on air don't share that problem, and keep the taste they had out of the fryer. Plus, you don't have to deal with the smell of oil spreading around the house and getting into your hair, nostrils, or even curtains.
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In a nutshell, the DELLA© Electric Air Fryer is just the thing for people in love with traditional French fries and onion rings, but still want to eat healthily. It's a stylish solution to get your fried goods without the added calories from smothering it in oil. Better yet, thanks to the incredibly short pre-heating time, you'll be able to have it on the table in two shakes of a lamb's tail.
The fryer features the latest sophisticated hot air circulation system, as well as timer and temperature controls. You can fry or brown your food with little to no oil, and the results will be anything between crispy and tender thanks to the adjustable temperature control.
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Despite what people are used to in online reviews, the DELLA© is not full of hot air, at least not figuratively. It's very affordable, and probably the best fryer in its range. It pretty much recommends itself.
Cooking basket capacity: 4
According to the specs, the mesh basket capacity is 2.8 quart (2.7 liters), and the fryer pan capacity is 4.4 quart (4.2 liters). To paint a picture, it amounts to about two or three servings at a time, without overloading the basket.
The fryer is can tackle any type of frozen or fresh food you can dish out (pun intended), from French fries and onion rings, through eggrolls and chicken, to fresh veggies with a smidgen of oil and some seasoning.
Temperature control: 5
This is where this little fella simply shines. The adjustable temperature control knob covers a range of temperatures between 176°F and 400°F (about 80°C to 200°C), allowing you to simply brown your food, crisp it, or broil it until it's tender and dripping with juices.
The fryer also features a built-in timer that will switch it off half an hour after you finish with it, which makes it more than convenient for singles or working people. There's also a power indicator, as well as one for heat.
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Just like most any airfryer, the DELLA© Electric Air Fryer does not stop at frying. The temp range allows you to almost anything from crispy fries to tender and succulent chicken wings. The basket capacity is not overwhelming, but it's quite enough to feed two to three persons at a time.
Moreover, as already mentioned, the fryer handles both frozen and fresh foodstuffs, so the only difficulty you'll have with it is deciding what to choose.
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This puppy is close to setting a golden standard for airfryers worldwide when it comes to safety features. The food basket release button is covered by a protective plastic cover designed to prevent accidental drops of the hot stuff.
When it comes to build quality, the fryer is somewhat lacking. Even though the housing is heat-resistant and durable, the non-stick coating on the basket is of lesser quality and may come off is used excessively.
Additional perks: 3
The basic offer is strengthened by an obligatory manual guide, but also a complimentary cookbook, a pair of tongs and a basket divider.
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Rest in peace ~ b. 1924 - d. January 1, 2009
to whom the Humboldt Respect Life
Jacqueline Kasun Oratory Contest is dedicated
Jacqueline Kasun was a woman of many accomplishments. She was a devout Christian, a strong and courageous pro-life and pro-family advocate, co-founder of Humboldt Pro-Life, and the author of The War Against Population, published by Ignatius Press.
First and foremost she was a devoted wife to Joseph Kasun; mother of two daughters, Christine and Audrey, and a son, Walter; and grandmother. She held a doctoral degree in economics. Her Curriculum Vitae lists 64 publications, 6 major speeches, and the publication of her book, The War Against Population. In 1972 she co-founded Humboldt Pro-Life, and was a world-wide champion for the cause of the unborn. She testified before Senate committees, was a guest with Mike Wallace on "60 Minutes," and with Ted Koppel on the "Nightly News" program. She represented non-governmental agencies, supporting the right-to-life cause, at conferences across the globe. But she sincerely felt that the raising of her family, which extended to her love for her grandchildren, was more important to the world than all of her writings, conferences, and public appearances.
Dr. Kasun lived with her husband in Bayside, Humboldt County, CA until her death on January 1, 2009, at the age of 84.
Her son, Walter Kasun, wrote the following tribute in 2007 as Dr. Kasun was honored by being inducted into the Humboldt County Republican Hall of Fame:
My mother spent most of her childhood with her father's parents in Watts, California. She attended UCLA for the first two years of her undergraduate education. There her professor of social work noticed her work and recommended that she transfer to U.C. Berkeley which had a better program. What she did not tell me until I was fifty years old was that her grandmother had become so fed-up with her as a college student that she insisted my mother move back with her father. Her grandfather was a kind man and said that perhaps things would be better this way.
My mother then attended U.C. Berkeley for two more years where her performance in economics convinced her to pursue this particularly dismal science dominated at that time by men. It did not faze my mother. She showed them: she graduated Phi Beta Kappa.
Then my mother joined the Army as a WAC. She was stationed in Ohio and the Army had her typing all day when she was not playing tennis.
My mother then went to work at Standard Oil as a staff economist. She then began her Ph.D. work at Columbia. After completing her coursework, she accepted a teaching position at Pomona College. While she was there she met my father. And it was there that she was told by the department chair that economics was not a field for women and that perhaps she should consider marrying, keeping house, and taking care of a family.
She was quickly offered a teaching position by Oberlin College, but instead she married my father. Oberlin would have to wait. My mother, up until this time, was a true-blue Democrat. And so was my father.
My mother began the typical life of an Army officer wife filled with social engagements, raising three children, and moving every two to three years. The Army was quite strict about the idea that no one should ever get too comfortable. Just about the time a family felt like it belonged somewhere and had put down roots, it was time to move.
On the back burner of her full life was a dissertation yet to be written. And in 1956 it was done, and she became one of a handful of women in the United States with a Ph.D. in economics from Columbia. To consider the magnitude of this accomplishment, there were at that time more female doctors, and more female physicists, than female economists.
Then it was time to pack the home and move overseas. And the Kasun family went to Berlin and Heidelberg. It was cold, and my mother made all three children warm winter jackets. We posed on the front step of our little home on the day we first got to wear them. The jackets had hoods and cozy pockets. Since I was the boy, I was all about playing outside no matter the temperature. I would have played outside without clothes if I had to. My mother knew that and she did not want to have the military police come and tell her that there was a little blue boy outside on the front lawn.
We then transferred back to Fort Leavenworth, Kansas, where my father retired, and my mother taught at Park College. The assassination of President Kennedy was a shock for our family, and I remember how sad my mother was when I returned home from school that day. It was a somber, sad day on the base.
And it was a turning point in her and my father's politics. They may have voted for Johnson – they won't tell me – but from then on, they voted the Republican ticket. I guess you could call them liberals who were mugged by reality.
We then moved to southern California, just in time for some of the worst smog in the history of Los Angeles. My father taught at Troy High School and my mother was an assistant professor of economics at Fullerton State College. We stayed four years and then moved to Humboldt County.
It was in Humboldt County that my mother and father became full-fledged conservatives. I remember watching a black and white TV as President Carter gave his speech about the malaise of the electorate and how we needed to do more and give more. That was 1978. My mother said, "Oh, poop!" My father turned off the TV.
In 1980, Ronald Reagan was elected president. My mother and father were encouraged. This was my first presidential election and I voted for Reagan. It was exciting. My mother began around this time to concentrate her academic work on population and its relation to global resource use. She contributed to the seminal works of Julian Simon, and she often corresponded with Thomas Sowell, and other free market economists. It just happened that my mother's economics beliefs convinced my father, and their belief in free markets led them to the Republican Party.
Around the dinner table on most evenings the family had lively discussions about economics and politics. And most evenings my mother retired to the living room to do her work and answer phone calls from around the country from other economists, and concerned Republicans. This routine went on for nearly 25 years until my mother was too weak to continue.
A Google search on my mother yields a treasure-trove of information on her academic and scholarly work. She was a prolific writer and publisher of books on population and a principled critic of the new field of sustainable economics. She is not famous, and so sometimes I find that editors as esteemed as "The Wall Street Journal" lift her lines almost verbatim, without a blink of the eye. When I asked her about this she said that it was better to be plagiarized than never noticed.
When she retired from Humboldt State University, she was a distinguished emeritus professor, entitled to office space and other office support amenities. The college saw fit to pack all of her stuff up and put it where she could not get to it. The message was loud and clear: they did not want her around anymore. And so my mother began her second career at home in her living room on a computer I had built for her with an internet connection that I helped install to the house.
And at that desk the power of her ideas reached the span of the globe. From India to South Africa, from Ireland to Australia, and from Italy to Singapore, she was spreading the word of economic freedom, the efficiency of free markets, and the danger of liberalism and state control over population and resource use.
At one point in time her inbox had over 4,000 messages, most if not all of them read and responded to. How do I know this? My mother had complained that her e-mail was slow and had asked me to come to the rescue. It was when I went to her inbox that I realized the power of the internet in the hands of a capable thinker and writer of my mother's caliber.
In some small way I had facilitated the global reach of her ideas and for that I am very grateful and proud.
Now, my mother spends her time at home with her pet animals and her loving and dedicated husband. She goes for walks, she reads, she looks out the window at her flowers. She has accomplished more in one lifespan than most of us would get done in three. She now rests on her laurels.
It is the power of ideas, widely disseminated, that will win the war against tyranny and oppression in this world. My mother made a lasting contribution to that end. I am proud to be her son.
Upon learning of the designation of the Humboldt Respect Life Jacqueline Kasun Oratory Contest in honor of her mother, Dr. Kasun's daughter, Audrey Moruza wrote:
"It honors her spirit far beyond any past worldly distinctions, I think. To be held in such esteem for such a cause is a real lifetime achievement that very few receive. Yet if there weren't others in the cause (like YOU!), where would it all be? So I thank God for all of you working together over the years making Humboldt, of ALL places (!) a prolife stronghold."
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January 1, 2009 - If you would like to write a tribute for Jacqueline Kasun, please contact us and we will pass your message along to her family, and post your tribute on our website.
On behalf of our entire staff, we send our sincere prayers for Jackie's family and for the happy repose of her soul. She will be sorely missed by all of us.
Judie Brown
American Life League, Inc.
While living in Humboldt County, California, Stuart and I had the opportunity to proctor the first annual "Humboldt Respect Life Jacqueline Kasun Oratory Contest" as part of our obligation to Humboldt Pro-Life and the parish Respect Life Committee. Today we found out about Jacqueline's passing on January 1st and are deeply saddened. Jacqueline reminds us of a pioneer who dared to enter the upper echelons of the work force and as a courageous woman, inspired many others to do the same. She was committed to the pro-life cause as clearly evident in her book, The War Against Population and she saw not only her own family, but each and every family around the world as an essential part of its social structure and population. We will miss Jacqueline but will always remember what she gave to us, a unique understanding of life that all people deserve, especially those less fortunate than us. Every person's birth counts and every child in the womb counts before she is born. God Bless Jacqueline and her family.
Sheila Veith, Montana
I knew Jackie as a compassionate woman, who was always seeking truth. She kept herself informed on current issues and was not afraid to ask challenging questions. To be a student in one of her classes must have been a real pleasure. I never had that privilege, but became acquainted through the years with those who did. She was respected deeply by those who care about the sanctity of life. I am proud to say I was one of those who respected her deeply.
Vee Sorenson, Arcata, CA
I am so saddened to hear of the passing of Jackie Kasun. She was and remains such a treasure to everyone in the pro life Movement.
Because of her intercession my oldest son gained entry to Humboldt when no one else wanted to give him entry.
I'm sure she is now talking directly to God on behalf of all the babies.
Camille Giglio
California Right to Life Committee, Inc.
I only knew Jackie when I was a child. But I had always remembered her as a strong woman. You know how it is when you are a kid, you always think that the adults in your life will be there always. That is not the case. I do know that Jackie led a good life, and that she will always be remembered.
Grace Hoss, Virginia
Thank you for letting me know about Jackie's death. I will pray for her happy repose. I have a copy of Henry Hyde's talk in which he said that when we pro-life people die, the souls of the little ones we tried to save will be calling out to God to be good to us because we loved them. I am sure Jackie heard their voices.
Betsy Hook, Utah
Dr. Kasun became a hero of mine in the 70's when her book was my bible for teaching about population. After being assigned to teach a class to senior officers about "Nation Building" in which one of the principles was to introduce "population control" as soon as possible, Kasun's book and research made it possible to convince the college that children are indeed the most important asset families and nations have and must protect. The course was changed and hundreds of senior military officers were exposed to the truth. Thank God for Dr. Kasun.
Ron Maxon, Napa, CA
Please review our Links and Services page for links to pregnancy care services in English and in Spanish, post-abortion counseling, and links to other websites for general pro-life information, news, and materials.


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Dr. Samia Harris was born and raised in Cairo, Egypt, and graduated from the University of Cairo in 1973 with a BA in Philosophy. She left Egypt soon thereafter, and moved with her new husband to Toronto, Canada. In Toronto, she received a CDA, and thus began her career in education. In the early 1980s, Dr. Harris moved to Saudi Arabia to run a school for English-speaking expatriates in Riyadh. By 1985, she had moved with her young son to Virginia, and in 1987 founded Early Years Academy, the predecessor to Prince William Academy, in a lovely old house on five acres in Manassas.
While the small private school grew in size and reputation, Dr. Harris continued her own education, receiving her MBA from Strayer University, and a Doctorate of Education from Nova Southeastern University in 2002. Inspired by other systems of education she studied during her extensive travels throughout Europe, and emboldened by the possibilities seemingly opened by the No Child Left Behind Act, in 2004 she became the first educator in Virginia to attempt to open a charter school. The Prince William Linguistics Academy would have focused on foreign language immersion, and Dr. Harris and a team of educators worked hard to make her vision a reality. However, political wrangling thwarted their efforts, and her proposal was rejected. Unwilling to abandon her plans, she established Prince William Academy as a private school instead, maintaining a key piece of her original vision by integrating the study of languages into the curriculum for all the school's pupils. The new campus opened in 2006.
In addition to her career as an educator, Dr. Harris is a painter, and a world traveler. She is also a prominent activist for democracy in Egypt, and has appeared as an expert discussant on a variety of news networks, as well as in print. She is a founding member of the Alliance of Egyptian Americans, and of the group Democracy for Egypt.


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|Yes. Knock Knock jokes ARE the sound of terror!
It's always fun when you start a film, and within ten minutes, can make a list of the different groups of people who are epically offended in that short amount of time. We aren't talking jokey, "let's make fun of everyone because it's cool" offensive: this is genuine offensive shit. So, before I give the plot of horror "film" Knock Knock (I apologize in advance for all of the snarky quotations, but they are necessary), here is the list of people crapped on by this movie:
~ Minorities
~ People with Autism or general mental disabilities
~ Women
~ Female police officers who actually work for respect
~ People who read
~ People struggling to get a movie funded when THIS shitshow got a sequel
~ The Doors (just because)
~ People who tell knock knock jokes
Alright, so the vague plot here has something to do with the son of an undertaker, the local high school dicks who are means to him, and then more local high school dicks who are the target of revenge for... something. I really don't know. It makes no fucking sense and ten minutes into the movie, the "class clown" character has made a really insensitive racial remark after the only black guy in their group has died (first). And he's not even the next one to die, so well done encouraging causal racism you screenwriting fucks.
Revenge Honey Bone of Contention: This abortion of a movie was made in 2007, so the writers of the "script" had access to the internet. But lets for one minute pretend they didn't. Lets pretend they funneled all of their budget into hiring "actors" and had no money left to even afford good, old-fashioned dial-up AOL. There are these things called "encyclopedias" that exist in a magical place called the... ready? LIBRARY! It's totally free to look at them and all you have to do is ask the nice person behind the counter for a pretty library card to get in. Let's continue with my point by sharing the following line from Knock Knock.
|The library! A magical place where you can LEARN!
Trashy Female Detective: That's what they said about Ted Bundy.
Now, a simple trip to the magical library would have provided these writers with a more apt serial killer for their little analogy. Perhaps John Wayne Gacy, or maybe Ed Gein, or Jeffrey Freaking Dahmer. But no, these "writers" had to pick Ted Bundy, the one serial killer known to lure his victims in with his charm and powers of seduction. Ted Bundy was a charismatic psychopath, but no, lets just name off the one serial killer name EVERYONE in the writing room actually knew and go with that. Research is for nerds, and nerds aren't writing THIS movie.
Add 75 Epic Sighs, which are the reverse of Stabby Points
One Non-Shit Element: The makeup effects in this "movie" were done by Tate Steinsiek (known for competing on the SyFy show Face Off) and they're not bad. They're actually the only thing that made this movie even remotely entertaining. So, good on for him walking out of this movie with his dignity intact, while everyone else involved should be rounded up and beaten with wire hangers by a drag queen dressed like Joan Crawford.
Add One Stabby Point for Tate's makeup
|Ha! A cat dressed like a unicorn.
That's funny.
I could sit here and go on all day about the writing and the acting and the terrible, ATROCIOUS, AWFUL, OMFG WHAT WAS THIS ASSHOLE THINKING editing, but really, you get the point. Don't watch this movie. Just. Don't. And if you already have? Please accept my apologies on behalf of the people involved, even though I had nothing to do with its' creation. Seeing as there was a sequel, they obviously don't have the good sense to feel guilty for making this celluloid nightmare to begin with.
Revenge Honey Stabby Points: Plus one for Tate, minus 75 epic sighs, throw in a few more
epic sighs for wasting my time, and we are at about -103 Stabby Points


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Disclaimer: This story contains content that should not be read by people
underneath the age of 21. It is 100% fiction and has no bearing on reality
whatsoever. 100% fiction means real life rape is WRONG. The author does not
condone illegal and immoral actions described. If you feel rape in the real
world is a good thing, bend over in a prison and whistle dixie. While I'm
disclaiming, racism, homophobia and other bigotry of any kind are also really
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Description: The ultimate hunter comes to Earth to hunt, defeat, rape and
take skull trophies from five of Earth's greatest female warriors in a single
night: Deadly Little Miho, Natalie Cook, Beatrix Kiddo, Lara Croft and Agent
Paris Hilton. Can he succeed?
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Beatrix Kiddo: MF, rape, anal, anal cream pie, bond, snuff, viol
Kill Bill/Predator: Five Women. One Night. Part 4 - Beatrix Kiddo
by JD ([email protected])
Gogedheh he left Natalie Cook's headless corpse in the dark bathroom and
stepped over the bodies of her friends. He reached down to activate his
cloak; nothing happened. The hunter examined it closely, changing his mask
view to better see the alien technology. It looked like a quick repair job.
He would find somewhere quiet, make repairs and use his medical kit before
continuing the hunt.
The predator left the club through an emergency exit and moved fast from
shadow to shadow. There were taller buildings nearby, which he took advantage
of, leaping to and ascending a fire escape back up to the rooftops. He passed
a couple of guys drinking beer & talking in a roof garden.
Their surprised shouts drifted behind the fast moving Predator as he went
agilely from close packed building to building. The roofs ran out in a run
down area on the edge of the industrial district. Gogedheh crouched in shadow
and set about repairing his damaged equipment quickly; then treat his burn
and shuriken wounds.
Two miles away and a few minutes before a series of charges took out the
electricity supply of Mushroom Kingdom Inc.'s factory and HQ. The complex
was one of the front businesses of two Italian-American brothers and their
cousin, all by the name of Toscano. While Mushroom Kingdom Inc. cultivated
mushrooms for sale to city restaurants, the Toscanos made most of their
money through a large slice of the city's illegal drugs trade.
Long story short, the rest of the mob wanted a much bigger portion. Their
small scale assassination attempts had been discovered, and their larger
three hit teams had been annihilated by the Toscanos and their bodyguards.
The mob retaliated by finding the best assassin they could afford. They could
afford a lot, and got Beatrix Kiddo. Kiddo the six-foot tall sandy blonde
dressed in shabby black from head to toe, including a balaclava. Kiddo the
very obviously armed, with guns, ammo and even a specially made sword
strapped to her back. She wore night vision goggles over the balaclava, and
activated them when the lights went out at the Mushroom Kingdom Inc. HQ.
Kiddo drew two 9mm semi-automatic pistols from hip holsters. Kiddo hadn't
seen anything that suggested the Toscanos' boys would bother her. She figured
after twenty minutes work she'd be able to travel back home to her daughter
B.B. a whole lot richer.
Kiddo moved fast across the yard and entered the HQ. She met two fumbling
goons and loosed two bullets, one in each head. The gunshots were loud in
the confined corridor. Kiddo smiled at a nearby burst of gunfire and a
scream. Fucking amateurs were killing each other through darkness and
panic. She wondered how the Toscanos had survived with these clowns
guarding them.
Kiddo headed up to the top floor, where her targets would be waiting. Each
floor of the stairwell had doors opposite wings of the building. On the floor
below the top Kiddo was unexpectedly attacked from two sides at once. There
were two female bodyguards, a blonde and a brunette, and they carried
Japanese swords.
Kiddo vaguely recognised them; called themselves The Ninja Princesses or some
tacky western shit. They didn't seem to be having any trouble in the dark
building, and went some way to explaining why the Toscanos had given the mob
so much trouble.
The assassin drew her own blade even before her pistols hit the floor and
swung it to the left while using the swing's momentum to balance a hard kick
out hard to the right. The blonde was good, and got her blade down to parry
Kiddo's, but the steel was no match for Hattori Hanzo's finest work and
shattered just above the hilt. Kiddo slashed her blouse and flat stomach
open on the backswing.
"Fuck! Daisy!" she called to the other woman, who was bent over from the
force of Kiddo's well-placed kick. The blonde clutched at the gash in her
belly and tried to hold it together.
"I am not being paid to kill you two specifically, so if you want to save
some time you can feel free to fuck right off and live."
"Get fucked, Bitch!"
The bodyguard Daisy backed away. Kiddo moved slowly towards her, blade
raised. The brunette bodyguard slowly drew a gun from her back holster.
Kiddo heard the faint noise of the metal sliding against leather and
smoothly dropped one hand from her sword to her own back holster.
She shot the blonde in the head without even looking round. The bullet
nailed her right between the eyes, though only a little blood trickled
The blonde staggered back, raising one hand to the neat hole drilled in her
forehead. Her eyes crossed in a look of intense confusion. Then she sagged
to the ground.
"You want to try for your own gun, `Daisy?'"
"You reckon you can't beat me with a sword? She was mine, bitch! She. she was
my peach! I'm going to put your head on a damn pole for her!," Diasy's voice
rose to a loud scream, "I will have vengeance!"
The building was quiet by then. The few surviving goons had stopped firing
off wildly below, while up on the top floor the Toscanos clutched light
machine guns and waited quietly to see if they would have to get involved
"Hey. Luigi, Big W. did either of you guys see a kind of blur down the end
there? Near the big open window?"
Kiddo back-holstered her gun again. Though Daisy was far below her league,
she was willing to fight the woman honourably for the sake of a few more
seconds. Daisy raised her sword up defiantly. It was a damn good sword and
had seen her through most things in life. She wondered what the hell kind
of cheap trash had made Peach's sword for it to shatter like that; she didn't
consider it might have been as fine as hers, and that neither was a match for
Kiddo's blade.
To the surprise of both women there was suddenly a heavy burst of gunfire
from the floor above, as well as panicked shouting. Kiddo made out, "He
killed Mario! Holy fuck he killed Mario! Where the fuck is-" before gunfire
obliterated the words. Then silence.
"I can't believe I fell for the fucking diversion of a dumb hitwhore like
Daisy was enraged to carelessness as she charged Kiddo. Beatrix used her own
speed against her, and span her one-handed into a neat throw. Daisy's arm
slapped out desperately and tugged off Kiddo's goggles. She didn't keep the
grip, and bounced down the gap in the middle of the stairwell.
Daisy landed on her face, and started to get up. Kiddo took position beside
her, and raised her blade slowly. Daisy realised she was totally fucked and
just crouched still for a cleaner cut. Kiddo chopped down hard through the
back of the fallen bodyguard's neck, and then pulled her bloody blade free.
Pausing only to reclaim her 9mms, she slowly moved up to the top floor to see
what the hell was going on - if there was another assassin or if the targets
had faked being killed to try and avoid her. She reached the top floor and
peeked around the doorframe.
The top floor of the left wing of the Mushroom Kingdom Inc. HQ was lit up
from surrounding buildings, The layout was low open plan cubicles, save for
a couple of private offices at end furthest from the central stairwell Kiddo
had come up. The floor served as the administrative centre of not just the
factories, but also as the hub of all of the Toscanos' other business
interests (including a slice of the club where Natalie Cook had fought her
last battle).
At that time of night there would be no day staff, but Kiddo could see no
sign of the Toscanos either. The pattern of bullet damage and shattered
windows suggested wild firing in all directions. Kiddo wiped off her sword
blade and sheathed it, choosing instead to draw her pistols again - there
was too much opportunity for people to pop up out of cubicles beyond her
Weapons ready in steady hands she moved slowly through the office for 30
tense seconds before finding the bodies.
The Toscanos were very dead.
"Well, shit."
Kiddo pulled off her Balaclava and stuffed it between her belt and her hip.
She appeared to be merely examining the corpses, but in reality she was
listening hard and close. She was pretty sure whoever killed the Toscanos
hadn't left. Kiddo wondered if they were looking to make their name by
defeating Beatrix Kiddo - which was more or less the case. There was
something about the wounds, though.
The assassin's mind went back to the incredible heat of Death Valley and the
inhuman warrior who'd almost killed her before falling before her superior
skills and a rocket propelled grenade. His shoulder-mounted cannon had left
wounds in the army boys exactly like the one through Mario Toscano's neck.
Gogedheh de-activated his repaired cloak behind the crouching woman. In one
hand he held his spear, in the other a weapon he had made just for Beatrix
Kiddo. He read her body movements like a book; he saw from the way her
muscles tensed that she had heard him. Faster than he would have believed
possible from a human she twisted on her heels and fired both guns at him.
9mm pistol rounds spanged and zinged from his alien-metal breastplate. Kiddo
was already aiming higher when he activated the special weapon. He targeted
the device on Kiddo's eyes as it emitted a red beam and then dropped it.
Kiddo stumbled back as the pain hit, almost tripping on a corpse. The
predator's weapon had devastatingly seared out her retinas. He blinded her.
In the heat of combat and pain she thought only that if permanently blinded
she wouldn't get to see B.B. grow. Even blind she was confident of beating
him - though she could happily use another RPG. She kept firing where she
thought his un-armoured flesh would be.
The predator was well aware of Beatrix Kiddo's abilities, moreso than of any
of his other prey. He'd built this encounter up in his mind as the zenith of
his career. As soon as he activated the weapon he had dived sideways and
narrowly avoided three shots into his neck. He gripped his spear in both
hands and stayed utterly still. His mind sang with the beauty of the hunt.
Kiddo holstered one of her pistols and drew a short fuse grenade from her
pocket. She pulled the pin and tossed it to where she thought the alien had
landed. Then she jumped up and started to run. Gogedheh saw the little round
grenade and started to move himself. Sheer luck saw a photocopier take absorb
much of the blast. He saw Beatrix Kiddo charge blindly away towards the door
she came in by.
Kiddo heard him moving after the blast left her ears ringing. She wanted to
force the alien to fight her in a confined space where his height and bulk
would work against him.
Gogedheh instead saw it as running away. This was supposed to be a contest
of warriors! He unholstered one of the old mid-generation netguns (no wrist
netgun for him!) and fired at Kiddo's back. The net caught her full on and
slammed her spread-eagled into the wall by the door. It was only as it
constricted against her flesh that she realised the net left a large-ish
hole around her ass, lower-back and upper thighs. A special modification
Gogedheh had made for the night's hunt.
The stairwell wall was a solid load-bearing wall, made out of the concrete.
Kiddo felt her breasts being crushed painfully into it as the net constricted
tightly, until she could barely breathe. She couldn't move her arms or legs;
the net was cutting into them so that trickles of blood emerging from her
tanned flesh.
She tried though, swearing with frustration and cursing out the alien. The
sheathed sword being crushed into her back would cut through the net like it
was nothing, if only she could draw it. Gogedheh found her struggles excited
him, although he was disappointed that the fight had ended to quickly. He
wondered if he should have left Beatrix Kiddo her sight, if he had misjudged
the odds or her ability.
The net had finished tightening; Kiddo was completely immobile. She couldn't
resist when the alien slashed open her black pants and tossed the shredded
fabric aside. He hooked a finger into the waistband of her substantial
panties and tore them from her body to fully reveal the curves of her toned
ass. Buck and his clientele had raped kiddo over a thousand times during her
four-year coma, but she remembered only a few through the comatose darkness.
As the half-crouching predator unbuttoned his leather pouch and rubbed his
thick green-brown meat between her buttocks so the sticky end smeared against
her back, Kiddo realised she was to be raped again.
Though the net pinning her to the wall restricted her breathing, Kiddo
managed to keep cursing out the alien. Gogedheh paid no attention to the
female's speech as he reached a clawed hand down to check the angle for
entering her cunt vertically. He shoved a thick finger inside Kiddo's hole,
and then a second with little resistance. Kiddo had been raped so many
times, and repeatedly by one freakishly endowed trucker who almost matched
Gogedheh's cock for size, that she was looser than a ten-dollar crackwhore
at the end of a twelve hour shift.
The predator snarled in frustration, doubly disappointed by Beatrix Kiddo's
physical prowess. He expected he could take satisfaction inside her, but
after Natalie and Miho's tight holes it would be an anti-climax in every
sense of the word. He stepped back, disappointed to his core in the third
section of the hunt. As his cock flopped down it brushed against Beatrix's
puckered anus.
Gogedheh stared at the female's waste hole. Trying to fuck a female
predator's waste hole earned any hunter foolish enough to try it the worst
beating of their life, followed by a slow dismemberment. The act had built
up to taboo status in the society, simply to avoid the genocide of horny
young males. His cock started to harden as he examined Beatrix Kiddo's
asshole and contemplated forbidden fruit.
Kiddo had stopped her cursing. The backs of her bloody wrists were cut
through the bone by the netting, while she was feeling light headed from
using all her air on it. She concentrated on maximising the air she could
breath in, and trying to ignore the pain her limbs were in from being
pinned vertically up off the floor, against the hard wall. Though blinded
for life she stared at the very real looking image of her young daughter,
B.B. Her whole mission now was to survive and return to her daughter.
She thought back to the other hunter she had faced, and his trophies. In the
brief moment before she'd been blinded, she had seen this new hunter carried
a net of trophies too. That meant he would probably need to pull away the
damned netting before trying to claim her head. If he believed her broken,
if he believed the fight was gone from her and that she was helpless. it
would give her the second she needed to draw her blade and remove his head
with Hattori Hanzo steel.
Kiddo felt something hot and sticky poking against her asshole and groaned
quietly. The hunter was going to dry anally rape her. Even Buck hadn't
forced such indignity for fear of the possible damage. She tried to relax
her muscles as much as possible, but when he shoved the pointed end of his
cock forward all she could manage was a strangled scream. The hot meat was
slightly lubricated by Gogedheh's precum and the sticky remains of the
earlier rapes, but not enough to do any good. He gripped Beatrix Kiddo's
hips in his huge hands and forced the first three inches of his cock into
her ass.
The pain was inconceivable and quite unlike anything Kiddo had previously
experienced. Her face grew red as she fought for the air to scream. Gogedheh
loved her hot tight ass squeezing his steel hard cock. He couldn't wait to
get all twelve inches inside the too-easily defeated bitch! Some great
warrior she turned out to be! He grunted as he put his strength into tearing
open Beatrix Kiddo's asshole, boring himself deeper and deeper into the
unwilling woman's waste hole.
Kiddo felt like a baseball bat was being forced up inside her. Tears
flowed freely from her sightless eyes while blood still flowed freely from
everywhere the netting had bitten in. The hunter pulled out, dragging his
blood-slick shaft into the air and then rammed it back hard. One brutal ten
inch thrust with his still mostly dry cock! He gloried in the destruction
of Beatrix Kiddo's ass. He violated her deeply. He pulled his messy cock all
the way out and watched how her ass stayed open. Blood started to drip out
and down her thighs.
He noticed a tube of Pringles sitting on the nearest desk and grabbed it.
Kiddo felt his fingers prying her cunt open again, and then suddenly the flat
ended tube was forced painfully inside her. Gogedheh was surprised at how
much effort he had to put in to force the tube far enough inside the female
that he couldn't see it anymore. Kiddo's body shook in pain and almost-shock
from the cold, hard tube that had destroyed her cervix. When Gogedheh stopped
pushing it was half lodged inside her already infertile womb.
Blood began to leak out from her cunt as Gogedheh slid back into her gaping
ass. He had had a degree of respect for Miho and Natalie Cook after he beat
them; especially Natalie. Beatrix Kiddo though was nothing, he decided. He
didn't care that she'd fought her way through an army of goons before facing
him, nor that he had cheated, for she had killed one of his clan and she
should have been the greatest foe he ever faced!
He raped her ass as hard as he could in great punishing, agonising thrusts
that lacerated her rectum and pushed into her bowel. Kiddo's whole world was
reduced to the agony of her anal degradation. She was bleeding enough to
lubricate the hunter's cock, but each thrust was like a sword-cut into flesh.
Each inward thrust forced a grunt from her lungs, each outward stroke drew
a strangled squeal from her lips. Gogedheh was lost in rage and hatred born
from his disappointment with her female. Incredibly, he sped up his thrusts,
slamming his cock into Beatrix Kiddo with the force of a fist. His own brolen
taboo fired his mind, suggesting this anal violation was the greatest shame
for a so-called warrior to experience!
Kiddo tried to keep it together, to find a place in her mind where there
was no pain. She thought of her daughter. She turned a mind disciplined
throughout her whole life to tuning out the pain. It started to work, even
as the hunter slammed all twelve inches of his cock again deeply inside her,
and then held it there.
Gogedheh had the best orgasm of his life. He blasted near scalding semen
into Beatrix Kiddo's shuddering ass. He fired inside her until he was
exhausted, filling her rectum completely and spraying up into her bowel
too. Greenish-white dick slime leaked slightly around Kiddo's hugely
stretched anus. The warmth in her belly felt even hotter around her
sensitive bloody asshole. She breathed in raggedy gasps. Her tearstained
face was almost purple. Kiddo's eyes were wide, though she saw nothing.
A river of hot alien cum drained from Beatrix Kiddo's ass when Gogedheh
finally pulled out. He felt a kind of inner peace he'd never known before.
He saw things more clearly then; Beatrix Kiddo had been a great warrior,
she just hadn't been a match for him. Gogedheh - the greatest hunter in the
Kiddo was beyond speech by then, shocked and humiliated and driven through
more pain barriers than she'd known existed. Her gaping ass felt totally
beyond help and repair. When the hunter pulled the net away from the wall
she fell limply to the floor. Kiddo lay still in the pool of messy spunk
that had drained from her ass. Gogedheh ran his hand the length of his shaft
and then flicked the mess at Beatrix Kiddo's face. She didn't react as it
splattered across her pretty features and dribbled into her mouth.
He took some of her shredded pants from where they'd drop and began to wipe
most of the mess from his cock and hand. Kiddo heard the noise of the fabric,
felt the hot sticky mess soaking into her back and felt the inhumanly hot cum
draining from her destroyed ass.
There was something else pressing into her back, too. A sheath. The finest
sword made by the finest sword-smith who ever lived. Gogedheh caught the
movement from the corner of his eye as Beatrix Kiddo rose up and drew her
sword. The shakiness and shuddering was gone from her blood and cum dripping
body. The humiliation and pain was locked deep down inside her mind, almost
beyond memory.
She was Warrior, fighting for her kin. She was blind Justice. She was the
greatest swordswoman ever to draw breath in this world or any other.
There is perhaps no metal in the universe that could have stopped the sword
when she attacked. Gogedheh watched with shock as the blind woman cut through
his right wrist blades like they was paper and came within inches of lopping
off his left hand. Kiddo kicked out as hard as she was able, and landed a
massive blow right in the middle of Gogedheh's dangling cock, which bounced
back between his legs. He howled in pain and rage. She landed another blow on
his leg; the predator stumbled and then she cut open his metal breastplate.
Fire lanced across his chest, but he'd hardly begun to bleed when the weaving
blade slashed back across his throat. He frantically targeted his shoulder
The shot surprised Kiddo. She felt air through the hole in her chest. Her
mouth moved slowly, forming not a silent death curse, but her daughter's
name. The darkness welcomed her like an old friend.
Gogedheh scrambled frantically at his medical kit. The predator's neck and
circulatory system was far tougher than a human's, but he could still bleed
to death. Green blood spurted from his neck. He managed to get the
staunch-pack across the wound. It sealed skintight and the blood flow stopped
immediately, though the pain was intense. He tried a few worried words, and
found his voice to be undamaged.
Had Beatrix Kiddo been even slightly closer, she would have taken his head.
The predator used his remaining wrist-blades to claim Beatrix Kiddo's head as
a trophy. He did so reverently, with the greatest respect he felt he could
ever show prey. He even reached down and pulled the tube from her pussy,
ignoring the pool of piss that had sprayed on her death.
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A short distance from the major tourist attractions of Kyoto, Kobe and Osaka is Northern Kansai. Travel by train or bus through the beautiful landscape unhindered by concrete, noeon lights and skyscrapers. Here you will find towns lost in antiquity, prestine beaches, rejuvenating hot springs, culture and history and experiences that can't be found in the big cities. There is more to do than can be done in a single day and something for everyone.
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After asking for Bess's parents' and grandmother's blessing, Kristin proposed at a ranch and working farm owned by a close friend. "When we were then offered the ranch for the wedding, we were delighted!" says Kristin. "We couldn't imagine getting married anywhere else." Kristin wore a vintage French lace dress by San Francisco designer Suzanne Hanley of Atelier des Modistes; Bess wore Vera Wang trousers and a Vince blouse.
The morning ceremony was held on the back porch of the farmhouse at a private ranch. Picnic tables were covered with checkered tablecloths and featured arrangements of wildflowers from the property's gardens and local nurseries. "The ranch gardener is a friend of ours, so we trusted her with all the floral design," says Kristin.
Bess's 94-year-old grandmother , who flew in from Florida, gave a heartfelt toast. "She said how happy she was that she'd lived long enough to attend her granddaughter's wedding," says Bess. "Her love and support for us was so profound and moving." See more photos from this couple's real wedding here.


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Jobs More Scarce Than Ever
Well, the economic news is continuing to slide and things aren't looking good. According to the labor department, employers cut another 62,000 jobs in June, bringing the total to around 400,000 or so since January '08.
The cause? Well, lets just say that I think it's reasonable to lay the blame for so many empty refrigerators squarely at the feet of Big Oil. The never ending, ever increasing greed that has them making record breaking profits while the rest of us spend more money to buy less fuel.
Since the fuel prices keep going up, the cost of moving anything is going up. Add to that the absolutely ridiculous idea of adding ethanol to gasoline, which is causing the price of corn to skyrocket as well. Then it follows that anything that's made with corn and food animals that eat corn and corn products are going to cost more and more.
Meanwhile, we're burning gas that's got ethanol in it… in cars that are NOT made to burn ethanol and therefore are not getting as much gas mileage as they should. You end up having to spend three or more times as much to buy fuel that won't go as far.
This insanity needs to stop. Alaskan and offshore oil reserves need to be opened up. More refineries need to be built, at least enough to double the production capacity. and instead of spending all their profits buying back their stock and giving raises and bonuses to executives, Big Oil needs to do some REAL research on alternative fuels.
Imagine what they might accomplish if they were to spend 40 Billion dollars on actual research into alternative fuels?
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Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Travel to Survive
- Aldous Huxley
In the modern world, traveling is not important, but vital. It is often said that traveling broadens the mind, enriches the soul, and heals the heart. Even more so, one cannot understand the political position the global community holds towards the United States without immersing oneself in other cultures. Today, we must travel to survive.
People who speak of the Israeli/Palestinian conflict without having visited the region lack a specific type of knowledge about the perspective cultures and how each group lives their lives that produces their current set of beliefs. This is why every President soon after being inaugurated travels to foreign countries to meet with other world leaders. The mere physical contact with other cultures and places broadens one's worldview, which today happens to be an essential component to maintain our position as a world power. In reference to the above quotation, traveling enables the traveler to be exposed to the lifestyle of an indigenous group, possibly witnessing the compassion and kindness exhibited throughout a community by its members, often forcing the traveler to leave his travels with a richer understanding for those particular natives that he originally might have felt otherwise about.
In addition, the only way to continue to preserve our dominance and face the economic competition posed by the rest of the world is to work with our competition. Global mergers and acquisitions as well as our rising desire to outsource U.S. production to Mexico and China can only continue as successful if we are willing to truly understand and accept the cultural differences between America and the rest of the world, which is accomplished through traveling and sharing cultural identities. Having not frequented other place throughout the world diminishes the validity behind ones expressions and belittles their worldviews.
Often, politicians will highlight their traveling experiences as they campaign in order to increase their "worldly" appeal and draw attention to their ability to get along with leaders outside of America. Most recently, Hillary Clinton attempted to implement this tactic and disclose her battle experience by discussing her trip to Bosnia. In attempt to prove that she was more battle-ready to be commander-in-chief than Barack Obama, Clinton claimed that upon arriving in Bosnia in early 2000 that she "remembered landing under sniper fire…there was supposed to be some kind of greeting ceremony at the airport, but instead we just ran with our heads down to get into the vehicles to get to our base." CBS exposed the fallacies in Clinton's most recent speech by displaying images of Clinton debarking her plane and taking photographs with troops and Bosnians on the airstrip during the "greeting ceremony" and suggesting that nobody on that day had any memory of imminent danger or sniper fire. This endeavor by Clinton worked in Obama's, favor, showing voters that Clinton is truly not more "experienced" than she claims to be.
Here is a picture of Clinton during the "greeting ceremony" in Bosnia:
Clinton's attempt to paint a picture far from the truth demonstrates her longing for acceptance as a worldly individual, one who has faced military experience or battle in her travels. As the terrorist threat increases for America and our economy continues to fall, we must make an effort to travel in order to educate our youth about the cultures of both our enemies and our allies, taking away a greater understanding of not only how and why the world views the United States but also of ourselves.
5 comments:
- Nunya. said...
I think we have similar ideas. You should check out my major statement, it's all about the reason travel is necessary.
- April 7, 2008 at 3:13 PM
- Daniel Tola said...
I read that report too. I remember them saying that that picture wasn't the specific visit she was referring to or that it wasn't on the airstrip. I forgot which, but a story like that would have been blow up more if it were true. Totally agree with the post though!
- April 28, 2008 at 9:02 PM
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- May 1, 2008 at 12:21 PM
- Major Minor said...
Travel is very necessary for the expansion of the mind and is important in allowing people to form less biased opinions.
- May 4, 2008 at 5:37 PM
- The Chipped Stele said...
It's unfortunate that so many Americans have never even visited another country. Few experiences in my life have been as intellectually enriching and "eye-opening" as my travels in Mexico, France, and Italy.
I recognize, of course, that it is not economically feasible for everyone to travel abroad. But many people I know would rather spend thousands of dollars on a slightly larger TV set than visit Paris, Tokyo, or London. For shame!
- May 4, 2008 at 6:22 PM


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Is your iPad screen broken? The natural thing to do is take it back to Apple, right? It's under warranty isn't it? Breaking a screen is not a warranty issue. You will be charged by Apple if you take in your iPad with a smashed screen. But how much do they charge? According to apple.com:
iPad repair prices: SimplyFixIt vs Apple.
Device SimplyFixIt Price Apple Price iPad 2 £89 £226.44 iPad 3 or 4 £89 £266.44 iPad Air £99 £226.44 iPad Air 2 £199 £266.44 iPad 5th generation (2017) £99 £226.44 iPad 6th generation (2018) £119 £226.44 iPad Mini, Mini 2 (Retina) £99 £176.44 iPad Mini 3 (Retina) £99 £266.44 iPad Mini 4 (Retina) £199 £266.44 9.7-inch iPad Pro £229 £356.44 10.5-inch iPad Pro (1st Gen) £329 £426.44 12.9-inch iPad Pro (1st Gen) £349 £566.44 12.9-inch iPad Pro (2nd Gen) £489 £566.44
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Why is Apple so expensive for iPad repairs?
Apple will argue that they don't actually repair your iPad, they replace it with another one. They believe that's a positive thing. We don't agree. The iPad isn't a new one, just one that has been repaired previously. If you have any photos or songs that haven't been backed up, you will lose them. If you have had your iPad personalised, such as an engraving, you lose that too. In fact, although the people who work at Apple seem to be very friendly, the policy of the company seems to be one of, "we'd prefer you just bought a new one, but ok here's a second hand one that you can have for quite a high price". SimplyFixIt will replace the screen on your iPad with a new one. You keep your songs and photos etc. You keep any sentimental value that's attached to your iPad too.
In terms of a warranty, PC Retail, which is the industry bible despite the PC name, said that our iPad warranty was "Apple Beating".
In 2010, Which? asked the question, "Is Apple's own repair service a rip-off?" and came to the conclusion that Apple want you to buy a new model if your current iPad breaks.
High repair price to force re-buy?
Maybe it's a case of brand reassurance? Perhaps shoppers, having paid a princely sum for their beloved iPhone, are unwilling to trust anyone but Apple with repairing it. Fair enough, but could Apple have a more sinister motive?
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Edward Said and George Plimpton died this week...
I first met Edward Said in 1980, I believe it was, when he was giving a talk at Duke University on Orientalism. Sadly I didn't know who he was at the time, but was deeply moved by his depth and passion. Since that time, I have often thought about him and his work, and often look back on that intimate meeting with a sort of reverence. He was a light illuminating much that is even still kept in the dark. May his work and spirit live on...
All Things Considered: September 25, 2003
Also this week, another monumental personality passes from us.
George Plimpton, among other things, was a great fan of pyrotechnics...and it was in this context that I first made my acquaintance with the lofty old soul.
It was in the early 1980s in Boston, and Mr. Plimpton was to host an international fireworks festival. George introduced each country's firework presentation, describing the subtleties and techniques employed. And while the display was taking place, an orchestra would feature that country's music.
The French were really good with pastels; the English were good at causing the fireworks to sort of park themselves in the air, then branch off in different directions, then repeat the process. The Japanese fireworks were most similar to viewing a computer screen, and the fireworks seemed to be directed at the stationary viewer. Palimpsests were also quite excellent. The Chinese had perhaps the strangest. A dozen strings of glowing red apples that slowly drifted across the sky, in time with the music. Very subtle. Very different from the American fireworks that finished off the evening...and, by the way, won the competition. To me they merely looked like a battleship had pulled up to the shore and just starting opening fire on the crowd. Huge white fireballs.
Goodness gracious!
For his myriad interests which he shared with the world, George Plimpton will be missed and remembered. I don't expect to have a more scintillating experience of the world of pyrotechnics.
Goodbye to two great gentlemen.
Saturday, September 27, 2003
Edward Said and George Plimpton died this week
Posted by Unknown at 9/27/2003 09:37:00 PM
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Friday, September 26, 2003
Rush Limbaugh calls General Clark a Fraud
Rush Limbaugh calls General Clark a Fraud
Posted by Unknown at 9/26/2003 07:59:00 PM
Why are the French so beautiful?
Question for the day:
Why are the French so beautiful?
Why are the French so beautiful?
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Monday, September 22, 2003
Clark and Kerry Beat Bush in CNN-USA Today-Gallup poll
Note how they frame it as a tie...even though both Clark and Kerry receive more percentage points than George. Typical media shilling for Bush...
WASHINGTON - Democrat Wesley Clark, in the presidential race for less than a week, is tied with President Bush (news - web sites) in a head-to-head matchup, according to a poll that shows several Democratic candidates strongly challenging the Republican incumbent.
Clark, a retired Army general, garnered 49 percent support to Bush's 46 percent, which is essentially a tie given the poll's margin of error. The CNN-USA Today-Gallup poll was conducted Sept. 19-21, beginning two days after Clark announced he would become the 10th Democratic candidate for the party's nomination.
Several other Democrats who have been in the race for months also were close to Bush in direct matchups. Sen. John Kerry (news - web sites) of Massachusetts and Sen. Joe Lieberman (news - web sites) of Connecticut also were tied with the president, while Bush held a slight lead over former Vermont Gov. Howard Dean (news - web sites) and Rep. Dick Gephardt (news - web sites) of Missouri.
In the head-to-head confrontations, it was Kerry at 48 percent to Bush's 47 percent; and Bush's 48 percent to Lieberman's 47 percent. Bush held a slight lead over Dean, 49-45 percent, and had a similar advantage over Gephardt.
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I'm home!
No, I haven't returned from a trip, just using stamp sets that are my style. When it comes to stamping, I've learned that I'm not good with most trends. Just give me some beautiful flowers and I'm happy.
So I checked out Flourishes recently and scooped up a few sets, including the new Anemones set. Here's my first effort with that set paired with Inside Out Just Because (a sentiment set). The inside says "you needed a little cheering up." I know the perfect person for this card.
I found some pretty A Muse Studio cardstock in my left over stash and stamped it with Hero Arts Unicorn (white) ink. Added a few black dots in the centers and a spray of silver thread from my Mom's sewing stash. Thread adhered with a mini staple.
MOOD WHEN DONE = Happy!
Jul 22, 2013
Just Because . . .
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The A Muse card stock is perfect for your gorgeous card! Awesome use of the silver thread too!ReplyDelete
Beautiful, Joan! I just picked up that white ink pad after using the SU! one for a decade.ReplyDelete
So so beautiful! How did I miss this post?ReplyDelete
Absolutely gorgeous! Love that green!ReplyDelete
- AnonymousNovember 10, 2013 at 8:27 PM
Well done, and a perfect fit in style is all it takes to find your way back to creating loveliness again. (sldinepping)ReplyDelete
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Monday, July 20, 2009
"One small step for man; one giant leap for mankind."
I clearly recall hearing those words on July 20, 1969, the day man first walked on the moon.
I got to skip church to watch the moon landing. And we never skipped church. I felt a little guilty but this was the moon landing. I wasn't going to miss it. I remember my mother and one of my sisters went to church and got back home before the astronauts actually walked on the moon. I remember seeing my mother and sister walk past the basement window and thinking how ironic it was that they went to church AND got to see man walk on the moon. Though I'm sure "ironic" was not in my vocabulary when I was ten. While I can picture myself in the family room watching the moon landing, it's the skipping church part that remains most vivid in my mind. That says something about my family, I guess. Moon landing, skipping church, equally monumental.
I remember my father telling me that when he was in high school his science teacher told his class that man would walk on the moon in their lifetime. "We all thought he was crazy," Dad said. Wonder if that teacher was still alive in 1969. I hope so.
Like most Americans during those years I was enamored with space. I had a poster in my bedroom of "The Earth Rising," a now famous image of the "half earth" suspended in a black sky above the surface of the moon. The space program gave us all something to be proud of in a time when our country was greatly divided over a great many things.
Tonight I watched a documentary about the moon landing. It brought up some things I didn't realize as a child. Nixon was president. He spoke to the astronauts by phone by way of the Houston Space Center. Why don't I remember that? Five other Apollo missions landed on the moon, the last one in 1972. I knew there were other missions to the moon but I couldn't have told you there were that many. The Six Flags amusement parks ought to capitalize on that somehow.
The documentary also talked about the importance of Apollo missions 1 - 10. Each one tested an important part of the moon landing, with Apollo 10 hovering above the surface of the moon without actually landing.
As I watched the documentary I noticed I was smiling. I was reliving the excitement of those space travel years. I smiled realizing I remembered the day man walked on the moon. I shared that experience with "my fellow Americans." And I was proud.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Chef Eric
The other day, my son, Eric, made sausage gravy for dinner. This excited me on several levels.
1) Eric is 13.
I didn't know how to make gravy until after I was married. I'm amazed that Eric can make gravy—and good gravy at that—at age 13.
2) Eric loves to cook.
He's always enjoyed cooking. As a kid he loved watching the popular and charismatic chef Emeril Lagasse on television. Eric isn't afraid to experiment and try new things. I'm tied to recipes and seldom deviate. He's going to be a much better cook than I am.
He helped make hamburgers on the grill recently. They needed a little extra cooking time in the microwave, but otherwise turned out really good.
"Did you put something extra in the meat?" someone asked?
"Did you grill them differently?"
"No, all I did was shape them into patties," he said.
He must have magic hands if he just has to pat the meat for it to turn out just right!
3) Eric is part of our family support network.
When I was offered the option to work full-time after working part-time for a few years, I asked my family what they thought about it. One of my concerns was getting dinner on the table every night. I could join the ranks of those who cook once a week—or once a month—and prepare enough food for a week—or a month. But I'm not that organized. Nor do I want to be. My family offered to share the cooking chores. Each of us (Doug, the three kids, and I) agreed to cook one weeknight and clean up one weeknight. Doug and I work together on weekends.
We set the schedule around each person's availability. We each had regular activities like music lessons or small group meetings that we needed to accommodate. Plus, short-term activities like play practice required a little flex in the schedule. Now, Abby is heading off to college so we'll have to shift things around more.
I can't say we all do our chores without grumbling, but we do get it done. And we've learned to cook and clean and cooperate. Talk about life skills!
4) I love sausage gravy.
'nuf said.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Goodbye, Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson's death made me sad. Not so much because I was a fan. I liked some of the earlier music by the Jackson Five, but I didn't follow Michael's solo career so much. I heard a man say that Michael Jackson's music was the sound track of his life. That does not describe me. I was touched more by the deaths of John Denver and Karen Carpenter than I was Michael Jackson. Their music did weave itself into the fabric of my teenage years.
I was saddened by Michael's death for different reasons. In a strange way I was sad because he and I were the same age. He was just two weeks older than I. So, somehow, that made it more personal. Someone my age died.
But I wasn't saddened only by the tragedy of this early death; I was saddened by the tragedy of his life. It appears he had a domineering father that robbed him of his childhood. I'm sure Michael genuinely enjoyed performing, and it sounds like he wanted to be famous. But from my humble perspective I think he should have spent a little more time riding bikes. That's what I did when I was 11. Michael Jackson was on The Ed Sullivan Show.
I also think his numerous cosmetic surgeries reveal an inner sadness. The day he died, Kate and I were watching some of the retrospectives on TV.
"He was a cute kid," Kate said. "Why did he get so much plastic surgery?"
"Because he wasn't happy with himself," I told her. I don't mean to imply that all plastic surgery is wrong. I've seen cases where surgery corrected some disfigurement or altered an unappealing attribute and the results were worthwhile. But was there anything wrong with Michael Jackson's face? I don't know what he saw when he looked in the mirror, but it wasn't what the rest of the world saw. The cute 10-year-old boy singing his heart out on The Ed Sullivan Show turned into an addicted, disfigured, and bizarre man.
And that's just sad.
P.S. The Sunday after Michael Jackson died I read these words in our church hymnal:
I'd rather have Jesus than men's applause;
I'd rather be faithful to His dear cause;
I'd rather have Jesus than worldwide fame,
I'd rather be true to His holy name.
Than to be a king of a vast domain
Or be held in sin's dread sway,
I'd rather have Jesus than anything
This world affords today.
by Rhea F. Miller, 1922.


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