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Holocaust or hollow cost. Until we get "bad Friday, good Sunday" right, many church practices are merely a distraction, pulping the "it" that was a woodstapled carpenter (Hebrews 6:6). Hitler's ears heard "J.C. Ovens" repeated during the victories of Jesse Owens, at the Deutsch inflection for "w." Ronald Reagan appointed the Grace Commission to trace each penny of government spending. The Grace Commission's final findings were, money is printed, spent for government jobs, government employees trickle money to the supermarkets and other wonderful people since employees eat, and the people send each and every penny of income tax not to America but out of the country into something called "International Monetary Fund" therefore both democratic taxation and republican taxation is a lie, but not just any lie, but of dead men's laws, like of dead men's laws is "good Friday, woodstapled carpenter, ignoring the part we care about most, something about controlling death, and subconsciously now maybe we can start cellular telomere nondegradation without stigma and without stigmata of people poking our conscience, the conscience, the mind of Christ." Who knows if Ronnie Reagan said that, but the Grace Commission President Ronald Reagan did appoint, a mouth for God (that is, if a God exists, especially since evolution (a healthy competition) would commence if Ronnie obeyed, "Speak as though you speak the very words of God" from "the Holy Bible.") In analyzing the words, "Speak as though you speak the very words of God," we find the ability to start a sentence with, "Though you speak the words of God, what's this about triple-paying at corporate bail-outs when we buy product for which we already paid at the bail-out." Analyzing? Anal-retentive? Anal-wise-ing? Anal-why-zing?Hey, Neighbor, though you speak the words of God (zing!), you caused hate in us against IRS agents how? To prompt God's seeing the innocence of IRS agents? The self-named patriots who counter IRS agents are in danger of the fires of hell, because the substitute option was to speed IRS work, revealing what can be revealed (2 Peter 3:12) since U.S. Supreme Court decisions versus U.S. Supreme Court decisions are what set your environment prior your birth and set the margins of error for revelation, already written (pre-scribed) waiting for the obedient Christ, even, at six million statutes and counting (Athenian ostracization as punishment versus Spartan ten laws posted, as at American old west towns, with very bad things happening upon knowing violation). Triple-paying for bank product for which we already paid at two bail-outs (year 1933 across the states, all banks bailed out for antiDepression bank structures, somehow magically needing bail-out recently instead of the brilliant invention of re-organization), won't the angry mob fall on the poor unknowing banks thrown to us wolves at quadruple-paying detected? With generational loss of knowledge, too, perhaps bail-outs have happened for 29,000 years and we're paying 5,000 times for one product (Catholic church condemned as usury 1% loans, so banks competed for your contracts at fractions of 1%). Exactly how are the banks sacrificed today, if the last sacrifice was baby Jesus? "Oh, that carpenter is possessed of the devil, let's woodstaple the carpenter.." Banks bank, and only painfully watch borrowers untempted at high interest, high interest "done to them, done to banks, without banker choice." Would you like to know a secret? A very smart man, a very caring man, body and mind broken, wanting to please everyone, simply for self-safety, self-peace, self-relief at conscience (loving the law, probably), was rumored as having said, "I am Legion, 'for' the 'we are many,' not against the 'we are many.'" Ah, Legion. The same self-serving is found at Hebrews 12:2 and in breast-feeding, where mothers lessen guilt at 'the' cry, extremely self-serving for lessening guilt -- unvented, what has become of you, as you run from playing the role of Pontious Pilate instead of embracing the role of Pontious Pilate, as you are Pontious Pilate in every sense of the effectiveness, at crucifixions of degree and crucifixions all-or-nothing, just as effective for cancelling your "so what" where you wash your hands prior the kill order (premature). A bunch of silly rumors of dead men, if evidence surfaces that a planet is round instead of flat, is best kept in mind. "So what" translates, quite simply, into, "Say the word 'what,' I dare you, for my salespitch is wondrous for a nontangible crucifixion of degree (indifference when I say 'so' prior 'what' through even the smallest body language, dear poker-players); a borrower prepared for borrowing yet untempted is the flip-side pain of bankers paining over absent borrowers)." Solving the entire economic crisis: The very nature of today's monetized debt system tempts me to tempt you, "Look at rich bankers, always pushing out their bathtub full of cash, unlike you who hoarde for one bathtub full of cash; rich bankers push the bathtub full of cash out the door, at interest, for returning two bathtubs full of cash, while you cling to your one bathtub of cash; then rich bankers push two bathtubs of cash out the door, at interest, for returning four bathtubs full of cash, for always, always, always, pushing negative value, monetized debt out, out, out, since each time federal reserve notes are ARRIVING, that's increasing debt, and each time federal reserve notes are pushed out, that's decreasing debt, quote, 'in my own establishment,' to push debt out; therefore, quite simply, start loaning money, or you're fundamentally incompatible with today's federal reserve note system. So two solutions exist separately, or in combination: (1) Learn from Stephen Colbert's guest, at The Colbert Report, 'Banker to the Poor,' who sees greater consistent returns from 1%, 2% loans than other banks see returns [especially since the Catholic church condemned as usury 1% loans, long ago; suddenly, the poor vanish for a large, healthy middle class]"; and/or (2) Likewise, learn from Jon Stewart's guest "The Daily Show (2/2/2009)" offering trickle-up economics, stimulating not the rich but stimulating the economy instead of stimulating the rich, simply sending $1,500.00 to each employee and $1,500.00 to the employer who keeps that employee -- I do believe that if the working class vanished, the rest of the people would die, and if the rich vanished, the working class would become rich -- spending part of the stimulus packages for employers gaining $1,500.00 per employee nonterminated, and spending the second part of the stimulus packages for employee payroll-tax cuts causing increased spending as consumers at stores using the payroll-tax cuts of $1,500.00 per employee, summing into solving the entire economic crisis then seeming easy, with both Solution #1 and Solution #2 available for implementation or separately implemented: watch the gutter-fearing poor and the gutter-fearing wealthy, (combined, wealth-loving poor, wealth-loving wealthy) save the plane's/planet's economy with payroll taxes cut in half (Solution #2), and/or the first option, Solution #1, low-interest loans (like a firefighter's firebreak, a line of fire to prevent fire jumping over the scorched line; an entity can hardly try a firebreak model using ultra-high interest, since that entity will simply bankrupt with no borrowers) minus windfall profits, price-gouging anomalies, et cetera, the sort happening today, in the contrasted paradigm, for a select few while banks widely wither. Sober valuation for houses and all other property would result as a side effect. How? The top 5% wealthy feel, "There aren't many wealthy people; but I like rubies or emeralds or diamonds if I can trade later while I'm not busy philanthropically giving (mineminemineminemine, loving anyme, too watching that bottom line, enemy mine (movie, Enemy Mine, about aliens (1985))), exotic metals and minerals from an 'always there' asteroid belt and ocean floor sonically -- have you a far-sight X-ray machine for the ocean-phase of asteroid travel, or some other densitometer, because if a hull withstands oceans..." -- and thus the top 95% wealthy (using monetized debt and using rubies also, monetized value) lift the former top 5% wealthy, from below or from above, depending upon whether or not the former top 5% clings to winning (low-interest loans) or clings to losing (windfalls, price-gouging anomalies, et cetera), from presumable statistics alone. Irony is a woodstapled carpenter, and irony is all honest banks having been withered using environment only for the profit of a select few, and irony is any god deemed the devil opposite, as irony is hypocrisy, and irony is, "Oh, that court reporter uses hands to live, let's numb the thumbs with radial nerve damage using mind-eating poisons through scratchy handcuffs that cause enormous swelling, trampling on all the rights people have to the thousands of (near decade of) transcripts that the court reporter maintains for appeal." Padilla lost Padilla's personhood, was the rumor, while hooded at courtrooms, to mess with Padilla's mind more wondering, "Hood? No, hood is on.. lost hood?" I'll bet on that probability. Habeas corpus freed me, threatened sheriff into freeing me. UCI MEDICAL CENTER then disavowed stand-by nurse Christy's claimless claims, and disavowed their own Dr. Charles Nguyen's choices also, by UCI employees' reversing nearly $7,000.00 of charges sheriff-incurred, for UCI employees' respecting the court's threat that freed me (otherwise funding from a victim for future kidnappings/unlawful detainment that is lawfully condemned detainment). I would've been dead permanently but somebody probably saw Mel Gibson's account of bad Friday and took pity -- yet even now a void restraining order from a scared, intimidated court reporter peer of twelve years from a small-town feeling church, is squeezed from her after I merely knocked on her door needing her witness of other witnesses she named the night prior at jumpstarting the car I was operating, and police were already inside to answer at my knock magically the very next night, though how one is arrested at knocking on a door without a restraining order already in place is a mystery (I'm not psychic). One year later, Badge 1942 (GGPD, California) alleges I made bombs, takes me for nine days with no charge to cause another habeas corpus court's threatening with consequences to free me instantly, walking from the courtroom without exit processing. Where's the bomb parts, liar? Many books will compete for the title of "the book of death" (necronomicon; necro nom icon; death name icon) but "the Holy Bible" wins. If baby Jesus was the last sacrifice, exactly how are bankers sacrificed today? Banks sell product that we already bought at bail-outs during 1933, now bailed out twice, so we triple-pay for product already bought at bail-outs and already structured for antiDepression? Baby comes first! Congress merely morphs a "not" into a "please do," for those who petition enough -- including also the "thou shalt kill" -- as for the select few who profit while banks widely wither, merely word of mouth being sufficient for petition, so also petitioning Congress is available to you. Word of mouth. Or hand. Or toes, if an amputee. We're forsaken by the select few who profit during the bankers' Depression because we're lending too little. Investing is lending, enticing if interest returns; lending is lending, enticing if interest returns. The greater that your difficulty is, at pronouncing the word "nuclear" though you have the precious ability to speak otherwise, the greater the distance that should be protected, between you and triggering critical mass. Iranian electricity is scientifically controlled, and anyone using the word "nuke-you-lar" is without ability to consult on this planet, in this author's opinion, regarding Iranian electricity. "Nuke-you-lar" isn't a word anywhere on this planet. Meanwhile, "we" means "yes" at France, lettered "oui." William Shakespeare shook William's spear, too in"vent"ing "pewk and puke" and more than 600 other words -- or advented, or re-adducted sum of human knowledge, by re-ading (reading) and bettering upon King Solomon (evolution! zing!) who offered splitting weeeeeeeeeeeee baby instead of confessing sexual immorality (harem) for prompting heart-wrenching freed speech of the whores in the room, you know, since women be so complex, who needs who; can one ever know an other? But what fun to learn of an other! What does a baby feel while a mother screams, "Don't split! Don't split!" and does that baby pass on traits to baby's baby, rippling through time, until little George Bush needed handlers instead of "assistance" of counsel (express right of the Bill of Rights or of a Bill of Privileges?) Bad Friday, guy died, for Christ's sake, good Sunday, something about controlling death -- a silly error of people long dead that we endure, so curable with one paragraph only? Woodstapled carpenters are good to whom? Carpenter-haters? Mark Twain wrote of Tom Sawyer's faked death and Tom's watching the reactions of people at a memorial service; so can you imagine that you died, and that you can see the reaction of neighbors at your death, insisting "good" was your pulped "it" form stapled firmly to your favorite hobby (1 Corinthians 2:8, crazy people insisted Jesus dead = good, crazy people continue insisting Jesus dead = good), at "It is finished." Taking the good, leaving the bad, is possible at e-filing with IRS for a refund in one week rather than six, while declining bail-outs. What is the number of goods and services that you buy, for which you already paid, at bail-outs 1933 and recently, triple-paying? Baby comes first! Triple-paying with bail-outs today? "It is finished" becomes "We already invented re-organization bankruptcy; what's this fake re-inventing the wheel we're getting, re-inventing the weal, the common weal, the commonwealth reinvented <commonweal'th' is plural weal>. If the last sacrifice was baby Jesus, exactly how are we sacrificed?" We're forsaken by the select few who profit during the bankers' Depression because we're lending too little. Investing is lending, enticing if interest returns; lending is lending, enticing if interest returns. Quickest cure for the planet: Recanting is more honorable than clinging to a lie, so quickly and proudly recant, at that math, as that is math, a sum, very profitable if honor is very profitable, and, so, quickly and proudly recant, as one who relies on reality, tempting others to the fun and ease of reality without tempting to hallucinations seeming fun and easy unless planning a surprise birthday party, you know, because you get caught in your lie without anyone relying, leaning, on a balcony railing that isn't there, lying in wait as unsure ground if they visit that lie in the future -- "since rely" is useful, for ending correspondence. The "new"s hosts (Lou Dobbs, Rachel Maddow) seem expressive March 2009, with gleeful words like, "Why did I say that? Because I wanted to. I wanted to," and taking small pleasure after the "silence that evaded self-incrimination at Mr. Bush's Black House press releases" has partially gone. That was Lou Dobbs, gleeful March 3, 2009, after the multi-headed administration's silences that distracted us from "criminal duress" for distractionary conversations of "torture." Try to reach a constitutional officer -- go ahead, you'll reach a deputy associate, untrackable to what constitutions owe you and so later you couldn't possibly sue at deprivations constitutional, as you dove into simple business is the truth of the matter, under a hyperactive commerce clause (hyperactive is extraconstitutional). Two Americas? Of course there's two Americas. One people cherish (like marriage vows "cherish") the names given of parents, as more precious than society because after life a name could be useful rather than "hey you, it, over there without a body, c'mere," while the second people accept whatever new wiled and wiley name is given to them if a firearm accompanies the new name, but with privileges, too, in distress to reach for privileges same as in distress to cough up gold for federal reserve notes 1933. "Mother, may I," and "Daddy, may I," is the outcome of privileges that displace rights, baited-and-switched against rights (track the profit like a piranha tracks blood, you'll out-fox confusions more quickly in life), though advertised upon constitutions for your safety and security policies (let thy chores feel protected, child, as mommy and daddy have constitutional government instituted against wretchedness, for happiness, safety, and security); baited and switched where? Baited and switched where? JURY SUMMONS: "THE RIGHT TO A JURY TRIAL IS THE PRIVILEGE OF...every U.S. citizen." Those are the first lines you read, at California. Bill of Rights or Bill of Privileges? Article VII: peer jury. I was poisoned. Got any poisoneds as peers for me? I would've caused pride in all of the poisoneds proud of my nonviolent methods for self-control, tiring myself to sleep against horrible poisons. Sleep deprivation does that, too, though, I learned, which lets mind-altering poisons go unfought, turning you into brainless jelly like one retraining a limb after getting attacked with a chainsaw that you can't feel, because there's no nerve endings in the brain for detecting pain -- poisoned through scratchy handcuffs routinely, causing such tremendous swelling each time during the mind-eating poisonings that anyone claustrophobic would've simply rammed their head into a wall until dead, dead, dead. Retraining a brain during active legal defense probably caused my ability for detecting safety and security compromises constitutionally now, since most people killed tend to be control freaks for a space of simple safety and security, and feeling comfort-able (able to be comforted without having to beg and plead for right to life with honest legal name as a nonfetus 33-year-old) is nice. Ah, America; if only we could aspire to what we have already achieved. Shoulda smacked and tempted grey-haired little George, dear Barbara, after correcting the lies, so that the poor know what "caring" is, seeing a leader in little George -- yet who feigns surprise at the poor killing the poor, in fact, tempting the poor to kill the poor at Iraq. Mothers were worried about toy guns causing violent youth? What about little George causing violent youth, with cheering bloodlusters wanting a parking lot at Iraq glassed over nuke-you-larly who call you unpatriotic if you prefer tempting enemies into reaching the rubies, emeralds, diamonds, exotic metals, minerals, at an "always there" asteroid belt so that the poor of millions of years are wealthy with us (even the animals we consume, as we could make food from concrete with technology if wealthy enough). By the way, the solution to "Not Sure"'s name problem at the movie "Idiocracy" is solved here (see bright blue highlighted words after the name "BLAHBLAHBLAH" here). Just for you, trillions of rights (unlimited) expressed at Article IX, Bill of Rights "to and of" the U.S. Constitution, like rights to and of a red polka-dot refrigerator or hair, or to and of nudity in escaping jurisdictional attachments of the commerce clause upon brands (moo, cashcow). Wakening women shed the brands of brassieres, and shook those laws which could be shaken, worldwide, leaving only the unshakeable to remain, respectfully and modestly, often (privacy of the home, impacting upon politicians eventually), making bigger dents than nuclear dents upon the atmosphere . Hey, Article IX, was that commercial activity or noncommercial activity? Hmm. Paper (Article IX) seems to need a voice, or correspondence, before ever contacting a neighbor with the topic, like, maybe a magistrate for a voice (constitutional warrant-seeking explained, prior ever-contact feeling like forever hell, against which government was instituted constitutionally, at "no warrants shall issue except..." and that especially includes during enticement of absent brassieres, remembering staid palace guards at England).How is it that all elected discuss everything but the constitution, that constitution, this constitution, any constitution, except those who discuss constitutions only.. some, like precious Neighbor Byrd from the great state of Virginia, at Congress, who waves a little red book (constitution) commonly, and Ron Paul, seem to discuss constitutions only, seem to believe the constitutions important, adhering to reality, in the opinion of this author, as the constitutions are a decoy of our "endurances" (our constitutions) to be attacked as a decoy so that we can react timely enough, with that buffer of time for which enough bled and died to create a decoy, time in which to react and protect both constitutions (both endurances protected, the paper's intent endurances (the decoy's endurances) and ours). Freedom is free to the vigilant, the diligent, those who read and write using "only" constitutional language from within the four corners of the document only, and those words only, never using additional words for those conversations, not a single additional word than within the four corners of the document, like the constitutions are a dictionary. Bailed-out corporations are selling product for which we already paid twice after the bail-outs of 1933 and recently (Triple-paying? Baby comes first!) which is like your getting arrested, getting bailed out, then the world insisting that 1) the bill goes to the one who bailed you out, and 2) a similar bill can exist for future arrests if future bail-outs occur, too, like you're mommy or daddy for the one competing for sustenance against your baby at "Baby comes first!" Meanwhile, that "baby" competing against your baby is merely a corporation made of paper you've previously sent into a re-organization financially, rather than one with feelings to be hurt or a biologic starvation taking place as an infant seeking sustenance versus your infants; a corporation can re-organize with nontoxic assets carrying over, with the end result being merely sound ledgers and shortened-reach-soon-lengthened-reach, quality reach, non-necrotic reach. Flammable, or, re-directable (reinable at intent, reintendable), is a corporation, like a vampire sucking you into written does and don'ts (debts and payables and bail-outs and triple-payings for bank product, even, that you already bought at two bail-outs for antiDepression structures and re-structures for banks, paying you with your own money at ultra-high interest expectations rather than competing in ultralow-interest banking and fighting over who gets to loan money to you at bids of 1% interest maximum competitively priced at fractions of 1% since the Catholic church condemned 1% as usury and without competing "for seeming status of law" against the internal laws of UNITED STATES OF AMERICA antitrust) like the gravity of Jupiter on your kitchen table, at articles of incorporation causing awe (Declaration of Independence: King takes essence of the people); but with a papertrail if impeached (much easier after term limits and voiding certain acts if required of law), must be invited to cause effect and is without the expected reflection in a mirror, as paper merely sits as paper tends to sit (The Pied Piper of Hamelin, a children's book, is quite spooky in that corporations of a shock, wearing robes we bought, cause rats (snitches) already planted (to free you and I) at every dark and light corner of America, easily triggered). Corporations are imaginary friends that you allow existence without flame and without laughing at the imaginative, made of paper, no hurt feelings excepting perhaps at paper of cut tree CO2 elimination (corporations are entities of privilege (issue of the state, issued) while you are an entity of right as issue of a human father and human mother). Moreover, a corporation is an "it" being, a being other than a "being he" or a "being she." A "so what" from a corporate employee at a claim of injury is a human causing harm, not paper causing a papercut, nor is that harm sourced of the corporation at all during the corporate-employee-harmer's (bail-out asker's) hypnotism of the imaginary friend of paper (articles of incorporation), a form of awe. So what's at stake in hating to say "aww" and rejecting your efforts bail-out oriented or otherwise, while so busy in awe over a very draining, very invisible, abstract imaginary friend (in awe over a privilege, even, not a right, but a privilege to hallucinate nondrainings until harm, if you will, that's a corporation's many hundreds of employees in awe who simply contracted with a decoy of paper on a table (the corp) next to the neighbor offering contract orally, instead of contracting directly with the offeror who was offering that an imaginary friend's existence exists, creating a virtual vampire of does and don'ts and doesn'ts, "afraid to get fired [set ablaze psychologically, inside, at termination, effort involved seeking new employment, astronomically high brain activity] unless saying 'so what' at a claim of injury, inciting litigation as the ordinary course" from the "joined beliefs never-doubted," though vampires exist not..) Lyric of Smashing Pumpkins: "..the world is a vampire.." You've already started the change that no president can accomplish and you'll watch the change arrive in your time, in your lifetimes, even before the year 2020. How'd you start the change? Starting a very long time ago, you wrote dictionaries and the Memorandum of Law on the Name. The revolution was already televised, and is continuously televised, timocracy inevitable -- babymaking rate exceeding compliance rate as it does -- you know, we already had an event named "the American Revolution," prompting "we're sick of the king's 'we'" and sovereignty from the crown (a corporation of one man using the people's "we" during everyday conversation, the people's "our" during everyday conversation) devolved upon the people, as the people are the true sovereigns (plural, that little "s" angers a king infinitely, a king's judges infinitely, a king's followers infinitely, and even dear hardhearted churches (proven here hardhearted) know for a fact that "the" king (heavenly king) would merely chuckle at the jester's "recognizing" sovereignty/ies (invited versus uninvited, a guest of a proper host is "given" preference (sovereignty) over household members rather than cleaning dishes; a brave jester may be caught in the king's court interrogating a pet cat that prefers shelter without getting a job, just to make a point), and be self-provoked to hearty conversation, and to cleaning dishes or feet (Heb 12:2, Revelation 3:21, Isaiah 32:2), bored with eternity). Owe well. In fact, I believe Mr. Obama has such welcome doom for us, with picturable dreams of curing cancer in our time -- not Mr. Obama's time, but our time -- your time -- such an offer for directing effort detectably directed or de-directed, after a campaign, I'd never heard, and so I "feel" that Mr. Obama should be elected 2012 for preventing half-measures, half-lives, that threaten to assault of the status quo upon curing cancer, and "think" so, too, unless Ron Paul carries torches of that sort (the Statue of Liberty was a gift from the French, did you know that?) "Traffic tickets" mention the word "constitution" exactly zero times and thus are merely a commercial salespitch at which you either swing or swing not, counterable of constitutions that were already billed of a bill of rights (not a bill of privileges) last week, last year, last century, so long as prior, an itemized bill charging a debt for accessing constitutions long before your neighbor/government contact, a debt, unless states are displaying the specific desire for withdrawing from statehood (statehood does recognize "constitutions" unlike those revenue-gifting "traffic tickets" that you gift). I can explain that you're the first branch of government, otherwise the first constitution got written how -- but I won't. I can explain that a fourth branch of government beyond the three that we "author"ized (a so-called "administrative" branch, or "unitary administration with 100 bodies speaking of one mind" with "handlers for the president" like some hydra rather than "the presidency") has asserted itself against Articles IX, X, of the Bill of Rights to the U.S. Constitution (a ward against impostor governments) so that you forget you are the government -- but I won't. I can remind you of our laziness, letting others (a guest invited into our America, with dirty dishes after guest ate; movie: The Good Shepherd) think for us until we forget we are the government -- but I won't. You are the government -- so the next time you think, "But I'm afraid to express questions when I'm confused, they have guns and lawyers and I just want law and order," remember that those guns point where "justice (negating harm) wanting law and order" directs. Government is merely force waiting for direction. To what does the information that you now read apply? Final court orders and judgments, the important documents with your names, your "traffic tickets," too, as your "traffic tickets" link to the final court orders and judgments, using upper-cased naming since the Great Depression -- as distinguished against information that you read from the internet or from a clerk, since an internet display is different than the paper that takes a judge's wet ink for order, for judgment, or for a wet-ink signed "traffic ticket" at hand -- a police employee plays judge by making legal determinations of whether or not (yes/no) your name was disclosed from you or from a piece of plastic (other than you). "Mendacity" or mend a city; what a curious lettering for the principle named "mendacity" found at the dictionary. Two poles, opposite each other, "mendacity" and "mend a city," built into the word's lettering, allowing us to detect the spectrum, layers, of options between two opposites, like two lighthouses posed for whom to see. Rule of law: When rules for words are broken, laws are broken, since laws use words (and what that means for you, as a reader, is that as a court reporter (CSR11417, California) and former certified reporting instructor (CRI, California) I must obey the Memorandum of Law on the Name that you see here, and, therefore, today's entire worldwide legal system (entire written system, that's all "legal" ever meant) shall evolve or collapse entirely, and you will see this happen quickly, like lightning, as the back-door hack into every law, a Trojan horse built into every law, is that every unhacked law uses words, every law uses words, already planted, on every document, in every file cabinet, of every neighbor, and rules for words access "outcomes" of words, same as a hacker accesses "outcomes" of a Trojan implantation (back door)). What is your permission? Your permission is given to you of those who commit themselves to a position (watch this) since words exist upon that written position expressed ("per their mission" since impostor governments warded doesn't include you at Article IX while someone's abandoned their post, you simply take their post, as you guaranteed a re-publicking government (re-surrecting original constitutional government at a whim while enduring whims, equal balance if even a king arrived) to your neighbors in choosing to live and "be" here (Helen Parker, et al., v. COUNTY OF LA, et al., 88 C.A. 2d 481 (1948))). So the open back door, when you have no authority, is to simply use the authority given to you from "commitments of another, assuring you something's true," same as permission exists for Mr. Obama, unless disallowed, to see the presidential documents that convince Mr. Bush, "History finds I did the right thing," because that's an invitation unretracted, "History finds I did the right thing." That would be "taking the post" for disclosure of hidden documents, using articles of impeachment brought (especially easy after term limits), for us to cheer or boo national insecurity clearances. Your permission to challenge final court orders, judgments, traffic tickets, is permission given to you boldly, insistently, as, "Oh, I assure you, 'it' happened exactly as I told you it happened -- your name is absolutely positively BLAHBLAHBLAH (or "Not Sure" at the movie "Idiocracy"), but under oath I can testify merely that I believe that I know your name, while you can testify that you know your name." An attorney once told me that a tear was brought to the attorney's eye at the depth of value found in simply "getting people to commit to something, anything, and then impeach or fail impeaching." So I got lucky figuring that reality out and made an attorney tear up at deposition. "Poignant" he named the reality I'd communicated. Yay us, and yay for you, reader. The information availed from the text that you now read must be construed as legal advice, legally binding, which means, for you, the reader, that you can be sued especially if you're an attorney ("a de-educated, err, or, dedicated court reporter wrote what at a website?") if you disregard advisable legal advice if advisable legal advice you now read (for example, a crime occurs if you complete an application for a driver certification of ability in a name other than yours and a crime occurs if you open mail addressed for other than you; if a police employee asks, "Is this you" while pointing to a plastic driver certification of ability, the only correct answer is, "That's plastic, Neighbor; I'm standing right here (wave once, like a child waving from a schoolbus, don't waive), and I'd say the same under oath -- you were checking to see if I'd lie, right?") Input regarding that which is written is fully binding if input regarding that which is written is also fully of "the" truth, "the" whole truth, and "'no'things" (naysayers) "ex"press "but" against "the" truth instead of ex"pressing" "and" (an addition, like math) against the truth, delaying the summing (like math) of the testimony if a naysayer "but"s or "rebuts" or "butbutbut"s -- refutation wins the day, rebuttal is inferior to refutation). I am qualified to give legal advice of the Memorandum of Law on the Name available from the site that you now visit (vis-it, seeing the great "it"; the big "it"; life, the universe and everything, seen, as disclosed of those playing God (CALIFORNIA GOVERNMENT CODE 11120); you are the only discloser possible for your name, you are therefore the all-powerful God regarding disclosing your name while speaking with equals, as no other discloser is possible and the true name of God is "'hallowed' be thy name" from "the Lord's prayer" unless further evidence is disclosed of... of... of the discloser, of course, of the only discloser possible, because if you could name God, you'd control God, parent-to-child). In other words, everyone can do what James Carrey did at the movie "The Majestic" -- except less dramatically than James Carrey, since life is boring often and your name is simple, or complex, but speakable unless you're unable, so a sticker upon your chest for a community PTA meeting or a writing is sufficient, "Hi, my name is.." -- automatically winning the case so long as a court reporter can hear you, or can see your waving hands, even your privately contracted reporter available from your telephone directory for your traffic-ticket-courtroom-reporter-for-a-day wants warranting due process against unwarranted warrants and against "traffic tickets," since all statutes (law of the land) are inferior against the Supreme Law of the Land at Article IX, Bill of Rights to the U.S. Constitution -- and can simply letter their name orally during open court, when orally asked if present (uppercased merely sounding the same as proper lettering), or read the one-sentence-long Article IX of the Bill of Rights to the U.S. Constitution (charging a debt to the U.S. Constitution before ever court started, an itemized bill, ten articles shaved down from twelve originally) and read that one sentence loudly enough to be heard while practicing your speaking across the distance from your TV to your couch opposite in the room (remembering the court reporter must hear you during open court), and you speak, you don't ask, but you tell, what your name is, nor do you wonder the outcome beyond your speaking the lettering, but you tell the lettering, since you're the only discloser possible for your name, letting all awkwardness of silence belong to another other than you, to speak first and break the silence, such as, "What was that?" and answering, "Well, your Honor, I read at a website that was enough to win a challenge against altering my name on final court orders, final court judgments, even if a police neighbor, in due diligence, mis-took or mal-took my name from a discloser other than me, and appealing that seems impossible." "What do you believe that accomplishes, instead of your simply reading the one-sentence-long Article IX of the Bill of Rights to the U.S. Constitution on the record, for the record?" "Um. Oh. Letting everybody who hears here hear that that was my disclosing the lettering for my name, since I see absent evidence of my parents breaking the rules for what's called 'a proper name' during naming me, regarding the final court orders and judgments here," wonderfully available since that's other than your daddy in a black robe you're vis-it-ing, and that's other than your mommy in a black robe you're vis-it-ing, disclosing your name to you, you are the only discloser possible of your name, and ever since the doctrine of idiom sonans (ancient), namely, that the spoken word is legally binding and superior over whatever written document, especially regarding name ("Whenever on the record, for the record, my name is lettered using uppercased W, lowercasing i-l-l-i-a-m, uppercased L, lowercasing i-g-i-u, uppercased I, lowercasing o-n-e-s-c-u, for my name without alteration" cannot be stricken from the record, as merely the words, "strike that from the record" are found printed after yours, on the page, never erasing the text you spoke, says I, a guardian for the record of freed-speech and freed-press rights while sitting in the well of the court, for any judicial or quasi-judicial proceeding, that's the law, and I outrank all officers of the court except a written court order.) Hold hands with your friend during open court if you're nervous about honesty. Yes, that's h-o-n-e-s-t-y, regarding your name, nothing else, especially if your name is taken with you under penalty of perjury swearing on a bible (a DMV application is under penalty of perjury, so where's your perjury charge if someone believes renaming you is in order?) Woodstapled carpenter Friday = bad Friday (1 Corinthians 2:8) to any woodstapled carpenter, and good Sunday, something about controlling death (bunnygroup lives forever bunnymaking individual bunnies, like an organism shedding individual cells (cell death is actually cell sleeping, cell senescence, ceased cell division, plain and simple, as anti-cancer but causes wrinkles, aging, death, unless we stop telomere fraying like a rope's fraying can be tended or mended, say, shrinking a surgeon robot that builds tinier surgeon robots of 95% size again and again to become tiny, starting with a surgeon the size of a building if necessary) so humangroup too has perpetual life with a body, like an organism shedding individual cells that die off) = almost perfect, at just short of controlling death completely (35 years was the recent average lifespan of the Middle Eastern male), and the Memorandum of Law on the Name changes the planet because all court reporters must obey immediately upon receiving a true copy of the Memorandum of Law on the Name or otherwise be laughed from the profession, including especially electronic recordings of all sorts, says you, as I am merely a former certified reporting instructor who elected working as a reporter in the stead of instructing. Great tininess - robots for mining ocean floors, and asteroids, too, with surgical cisions -- as gravity too is both the weakest and strongest force, a model for great tininess, at both the macro and micro levels, synergy of the highest caliber, complete mastery over the spectrum of options that are enslaved midtween the great and the tiny, for our profit. Like jumbo shrimp, the oxymoron. Movie: "Carrie"; Carrie, so full of caring.. One can hear laughter, at you, of hundreds, at the suggestion that parents obeyed "English rules" in naming babies with all upper-cased letters only, since you can hardly enter college unless you can letter your name correctly.. would you force baby Jesus into being named JESUS? Quote from the movie, Carrie: "They're all gonna laugh at you!" Translation is of written words, and all interpretation is of spoken words only: "To laugh at you, they're all going! (when all go, laughing at you is happening)" -- poor programmed Carrie. Dear soon-to-be-jumping-from-rooftops Depression-insisters: The next time you're angry that a neighbor seemed indifferent and lacking explanation while telling you "think positive," just remember the effects of "naysaying" that same neighbor's way, though poorly explained: Apparently, the human brain catches positives only, so, "Don't spill the hot soup" is best displaced with "Carrie, mind the hot soup.. Carrie, protect the hot soup.. Carrie, care'full'y carry the hot soup.. Carrie, fend for the hot soup," otherwise human brains use: "Do spill the hot soup" with a blank at the "not" human brains record, merely a blank, and human brains waste energy fighting against (calculating) the blank at the "not." Yep, energy available for supreme-like intelligence or what, diverted for cow-like stupidity (naysaying), instead, as energy. Take courage! You can go crazy not, reading sites' sights.. crazy is contagious not. William Ligiu Ionescu c/o 27702 Crown Valley Parkway Bldg. D-4, #415 Ladera Ranch, California (Zoning Improvement Plan numbered 92694) America the Beautiful Solving the entire economic crisis: The very nature of today's monetized debt system tempts me to tempt you, "Look at rich bankers, always pushing out their bathtub full of cash, unlike you who hoarde for one bathtub full of cash; rich bankers push the bathtub full of cash out the door, at interest, for returning two bathtubs full of cash, while you cling to your one bathtub of cash; then rich bankers push two bathtubs of cash out the door, at interest, for returning four bathtubs full of cash, for always, always, always, pushing negative value, monetized debt out, out, out, since each time federal reserve notes are ARRIVING, that's increasing debt, and each time federal reserve notes are pushed out, that's decreasing debt, quote, 'in my own establishment,' to push debt out; therefore, quite simply, start loaning money, or you're fundamentally incompatible with today's federal reserve note system. So two solutions exist separately, or in combination: (1) Learn from Stephen Colbert's guest, at The Colbert Report, 'Banker to the Poor,' who sees greater consistent returns from 1%, 2% loans than other banks see returns [especially since the Catholic church condemned as usury 1% loans, long ago; suddenly, the poor vanish for a large, healthy middle class]"; and/or (2) Likewise, learn from Jon Stewart's guest "The Daily Show (2/2/2009)" offering trickle-up economics, stimulating not the rich but stimulating the economy instead of stimulating the rich, simply sending $1,500.00 to each employee and $1,500.00 to the employer who keeps that employee -- I do believe that if the working class vanished, the rest of the people would die, and if the rich vanished, the working class would become rich -- spending part of the stimulus packages for employers gaining $1,500.00 per employee nonterminated, and spending the second part of the stimulus packages for employee payroll-tax cuts causing increased spending as consumers at stores using the payroll-tax cuts of $1,500.00 per employee, summing into solving the entire economic crisis then seeming easy, with both Solution #1 and Solution #2 available for implementation or separately implemented: watch the gutter-fearing poor and the gutter-fearing wealthy, (combined, wealth-loving poor, wealth-loving wealthy) save the plane's/planet's economy with payroll taxes cut in half (Solution #2), and/or the first option, Solution #1, low-interest loans (like a firefighter's firebreak, a line of fire to prevent fire jumping over the scorched line; an entity can hardly try a firebreak model using ultra-high interest, since that entity will simply bankrupt with no borrowers) minus windfall profits, price-gouging anomalies, et cetera, the sort happening today, in the contrasted paradigm, for a select few while banks widely wither. Sober valuation for houses and all other property would result as a side effect. How? The top 5% wealthy feel, "There aren't many wealthy people; but I like rubies or emeralds or diamonds if I can trade later while I'm not busy philanthropically giving (mineminemineminemine, loving anyme, too watching that bottom line, enemy mine (movie, Enemy Mine, about aliens (1985))), exotic metals and minerals from an 'always there' asteroid belt and ocean floor sonically -- have you a far-sight X-ray machine for the ocean-phase of asteroid travel, or some other densitometer, because if a hull withstands oceans..." -- and thus the top 95% wealthy (using monetized debt and using rubies also, monetized value) lift the former top 5% wealthy, from below or from above, depending upon whether or not the former top 5% clings to winning (low-interest loans) or clings to losing (windfalls, price-gouging anomalies, et cetera), from presumable statistics alone. J or, otherwise.. Dialogue: Poor mothers, vulnerable
after childbirth.. demanded of them
first nicely with colorable words (shifting meaning, unsettled meaning),
but a demand rarely waived nonetheless (increasing babyfund by 100,000,
for 'instantly' naming a complex human, the most complex organism on
earth), 'sign on this line called 'Informant' and 'sign that the maiden
name gave birth, wife name was merely witness': All so, that the nations have money, collateralized as a bond on each birth certificate name of weeeeeeeeeeeee! baby legally bastardized (tour guide announces so, at William Hearst castle, William Hearst's contribution to the world), and, all so, that baby gets babyfund for inky signature of baby's name (enemy, n-a-me, love thine anyme, what soundalikes, where (Acts 5:41; John 4:23-24; would you force baby Jesus into being named all-uppercased JESUS if baby Jesus wants to be honest about the name of baby Jesus, obeying "English rules" and everything for names? Obeying every rule, Jesus would, or did, each rule fulfilled and killed)). Monetized debt fruits from the bonds, promises to pay (that's a bond, since a promise to pay is a negative value, a debt like non cashed out casino chips are monetized debt, promises to pay). The harms here reported are harms 100.00% unrelated to a maternity ward unless visitors to a maternity ward (such as baby, a visitor to the planet) already feel crucifixions of degree identical to watching a neighbor break windowry and laugh (emotional "so what" at your emotional strain, or, "I know you feel frustrated, but.." as a "so what" at your emotional strain) minus tempting you to a mutually agreed outcome, a psychologic deathblow like you're invisible (identical to an unloved spouse (already married at mere sexual intercourse (Isaiah 60:8)) feeling "so what" often; a/k/a feeling the shock of indifference, the opposite against the ancient idea known as "love," identical to watching a neighbor break windowry and laugh, though love causes the great memories neighbors have until the other kind of death finally comes). What would Bizarro Superman "value" at bad Friday value, good Sunday value (variables 180 degrees backwards, "Bizarro World").. that a woodstapled carpenter is good? What would Tarzan do (WWTD) at bad Friday, good Sunday.. Tarzan's probable reaction at blood shows us that any ("any" means "random") scholars at bad Friday are glib, perhaps irretrievably glib. Mary with baby Jesus and a watch is welcome at Halloween (All Saints Eve) yet bad Friday who is unwelcome -- atheists, theists, witches, children, found good absent in the crucifixion (1 Corinthians 2:8), due to glibness absent. "Oh (owe), but he had to die! I insist that I'd lose benefits if Jesus never died! Jesus dead = good! I insist!" You'll be telling that to your Jesus soon, won't you? In addition to the movie "Carrie," the movie "May" is freaky, too, as "may" is permissive, "shall" is mandatory, at all codes.. like "judicial notice 'shall' be taken of XYZ" (variables) at CALIFORNIA EVIDENCE CODE, so who knows what "may" does against a "May"'s psyche. The pilots' "Mayday! Mayday! Going down!" originated from May 1, when gold ("au" at the periodic table of elements; aww, dear awe) was confiscated with or without compensation, then re-legalized (simply written, for paper title) for those who seized, unlike Ron Paul's constitutional preference, at the shock of the federal reserve (a private corp) that offered to prevent/cancel all future depressions (year 1933) and monetized debt (little units of negative value paper) is taking us to forgetting the value was already drained from our money, so now taxes take from the essence of the people (hard, hard, hard work little batteries, that's natural after the money was drained/emptied of value, and even the quarters and nickels are nearly plastic (Declaration of Independence: King takes essence of the people; the sole and only reasoned interpretation possible from the Declaration of Independence: "We're sick of the king's 'we.'")) bringing the very bizarre cashless society announced of some republican at the "Real Time with Bill Maher" show, to the visible facial twitch of Reverend Al Sharpton. Can't buy food nor cars nor plasma TVs without coughing up some kinda indicator, or mark, "of" the wild American cashcow beast, right, needing apology to merchants at "I get plasma TV, you get neg value paper," monetized debt (negative value paper that computers can calculate, not zero value paper) or, in other words, federal reserve notes were already cashless, huh.. there's no federal, it's private; there's no re-serve, the gold was sold to the bankers at England year 1933; there's no definition of note that matches those green peaces of paper (love of money), so if those green peaces of paper are cashless already, the question, "How can we enter a cashless society from a cashless society," yeah, twitches one. GPS already gets stapled into pets nowadays. Will my biothermal production levels soon be monitored for adjustment when I nap? Usury was 1%, the catholic church oversaw (nor antitrust against UNITED STATES)! Banks competed for fractions of that 1%, and borrowers borrowed while banks competed for fractions of that 1%, dear battery neighbors drinking so much coffee for getting tapped like saps for interest rates at 30%, taxes at 30%, AMTs, and just think, year 1902, the only tax was 2%, and that was corporations only. Communist manifesto (manifestation landmarks): a progressive income tax, to the point 50% of the population is a government employee, swallowing the other 50% for streamlining overhead costs all into one, seeming self-governance; i.e., if we're all police and we're each carrying firearms, who could shoot anybody with consequences. Moo, cashcow. Poor Gandhi would fast faster, at our self-branding (self-identifying into a private jurisdiction that is impregnated into each federal reserve note for speedier prosecutions, steps eliminated, identical in every respect with "In my house, you'll do the chores I say, child (cradle-to-grave commercialized birth certificate for a hyperactive commerce clause of constitution(s), extraconstitutional if hyperactive); I dictate the juris here (FBI, DHS, DEA, EPA, and every other three-letter friend you have) bringing the salespitches of the prosecution and seeing if you swing, though we argue against Article IX (Bill of Rights to the U.S. Constitution) every single time a salespitch to see you twitch instead of law superseding Article IX is brought to see you twitch, if grand jury (already constitutionally specified) is absent, not arguing against you ever, and, so, silence, child, unless you tell me the salespitch wasn't in the strike zone (Article IX immunity against which the salespitches argue and fail 100% of the time since we can only bring salespitches from failed arguments of Amendment XIV against Article IX, that you are a commercial birth certificate instead of explained as fertilized human ovum of Article IX).") That much exists, certainly, as a congressional member announced at C-Span the glee with which steps are eliminated jurisdictionally where a firearm, for example, by commerce clause, has constitutional steps eliminated at even grand jury when using hyperactive commerce clause of the same constitution (indictment cannot be cured even by a bill of particulars; plain apples and oranges, steps are eliminated or included, can't be half-pregnant). The glee of the congressman mentioned sources from transport across state lines already involving the federal jurisdiction commercially rather than having to carry the burden of proof constitutionally nonhyperactive, quote, "is everything up to murder (state-prosecutable) bad." Thus, if the jurisdictionally impregnated fed reserve note was used, that's the same as crossing a state line, commercially.) Start lending or you're fundamentally incompatible in a monetized debt system, not monetized value, dependent upon acceptance only, that was always designed for bankers (people, anybody) who lend (eager acceptance at "borrowing"; incentive to accept is a lender/borrower offer) -- entire towns needed a bank or towns would've been built never, for grocery exchanges of value for groceries, et cetera, though Virginia used the lawful and legal (Article IX, Bill of Rights to the U.S. Constitution) cannabis for legal tender -- still lawful and legal today, merely one sentence long, that Article IX, explaining that even fertilized human ova if using "only" constitutional language is noncommercial, and wet-ink signatures, too, are explained only of Article IX, if using "only" constitutional language for explaining how wet-ink signatures could possibly exist -- or are you lending not, since your ultra-high interest rate fails as a firebreak model, sending you bankrupt withering slowly through lending less, and only an ultra-low interest rate is a firebreak model. Taxing the highly sought commodity of seedless cannabis also seems of a grand magnitude for profit from quality clothing, quality paper, quality fuels, and many other products taxable from taxable seedless cannabis (ATF, inherent harm seems taxable) while seeded cannabis is immune against taxation at the seeded plants of Genesis (antitrust if you try prosecuting, antitrust against Articles IX, X, Bill of Rights to the U.S. Constitution warding against impostor governments). Is Mr. Obama "allowed" (allowed) to see the presidential documents that convince Mr. Bush, "History finds I did the right thing," when Nixon's EPA caught mercury levels so high and Mr. Bush was caught actually "sup"pressing the mercury evidence while American soldiers drank water more polluted at Iraq, from provisions, than the polluted water from a nearby river? 30 times higher mercury than "safe" in albacore tuna? What's safe mercury, anyway? Eve droppers? Eve brought contentment, that Adam was content without wandering to the only "forbidden" existing. Exactly how are the bankers, the poor, the disabled, sacrificed today if the last sacrifice was baby Jesus, the no one born at a barn where animals feed? No one's watching you, no one's wiretapping you warrantlessly. Is a plan for a new currency, during a distressed economy, more quickly accepted if in distress as at year 1929? |


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As graduation nears, we are sadly getting ready to say goodbye to the class of 2013. Our Institute of Politics graduating seniors have helped shape our programming over the past four years and have already achieved so much in the world of politics and public service. Leading up to graduation, we are highlighting some of our seniors to showcase their accomplishments, knowng they truly will go on to change the world.
Meet Julia Konrad. Julia initially got involved at the IOP through the Citizenship Tutoring program. From there she joined Policy Groups, National Campaign and Community Action Committee. Finally, Julia went on to be elected and to serve as the IOP's Student Advisory Committee's (SAC) Executive Board Vice President for 2012. In the Fall, Julia will begin a Master's degree in Education at Vanderbilt University.
Why did you get involved at the Institute of Politics?
I began my IOP life through Citizenship Tutoring, a program that matches Harvard students with Harvard employees to help them pass their citizenship exam. I loved the sense of community the program built, reinforcing the idea that within Harvard, we are interdependent and will support one another. I have developed close friendships through that program, both with my classmates and the custodial and dining hall staff of the University. I also developed a love of teaching that I will continue in my graduate work and post-college plans.
What began as a peripheral experience of the IOP through my tutoring soon became an all-encompassing life. The Student Office was not only my workplace but also the first place I went to relax and enjoy the company of my closest friends. From Citizenship Tutoring, I joined the Policy program to work in the education group, to the National Campaign program and the Community Action Committee. My interests were driven by friendships and my overwhelming impression that the students at the IOP were some of the most hard-working, passionate, and caring people I could find at Harvard.
What is your favorite IOP memory?
Election Night will be not only my favorite IOP memory, but one of my favorite college memories. It was an incredible celebration of many students' hard work on campaigns, a semester of political discussions, debates, and poll-watching, and the excitement and fun of being with close friends. For me, it was the pinnacle of my time at the IOP, watching our hard work come together in the JFK Jr. Forum, as we colored in the state maps and obsessed over the latest poll numbers.
I am so proud of the community I joined through the IOP and Election Night brought us altogether full force. There was a sense of purpose and hope in the evening that I will never forget.
What was your overall experience with the IOP?
I like to tell my IOP friends that when I am most frustrated with what I see happening in D.C. or elsewhere, I take comfort in knowing that my friends from the IOP are working against those negative trends. There is something incredible about a body of students who are given the resources and encouragement of the professional world to take active roles in the political and public world. The IOP provides an opportunity unlike at any other university I have encountered. Where else can students meet and work for the leading politicians and public servants of the moment?
Time and time again, I have been most drawn to the IOP's message to inspire students into careers of public service—an affirmation I truly needed to help guide me to my own career in teaching. While other institutions validate wealth or social status, the IOP teaches lessons of service and public good. Through the inspiring fellows, to service trips, to the endless support provided by the IOP for students who wish to break the typical Harvard mold, we are told we can solve the problems we see and create the change we wish. On the very edge of my time at school, I recognize now how rare such support can be and how lucky I am to have been influenced by it during my four years here.
Why is public service important to you?
Because of the IOP, I have learned the many definitions of public service. Nothing was more instructive than the summer I spent in D.C.; through participating in the Summer in Washington program, I experienced firsthand the myriad of career pathways that lead to public service. From my own Director's Internship and the discussions and visits that summer, I feel I have a foundation from which to build my own path to public service.
While my coursework and extracurriculars opened my eyes to issues of social justice in American education, it was the IOP that provided me with the tools of public service to disrupt those patterns. Without the experiences I've had at the IOP with true change-makers, I know I would have felt overwhelmed with frustration, instead of inspired to act. The very presence of the IOP at Harvard reminds me of the many people who are committed to equity and political action. I know in future moments of frustration, I will reach out to my friends and mentors at the IOP to continue to support me in my own pathway of public service.
Talk about some of the opportunities the iop provided you.
There are two forms of opportunity I am grateful to have received from the IOP. One is an intangible opportunity, but it takes shape in the countless role models I have met in the forms of the IOP staff, its invited guests, and my Harvard peers. The opportunity to work alongside such professionals who take my ideas and interests so seriously has been invaluable. The professional experience I gained from working with such dedicated public servants has prepared me in ways I could never have expected for my own career.
The other invaluable opportunity I have gained from the IOP is the constant support both financially and personally to follow a career in public service. From the talented staff who guide students to follow their passion to the generous support of the IOP board, there are endless opportunities for undergrads. My Director's Internship allowed me to work at the U.S. Department of Education in the Secretary's office and see firsthand the intricacies of a federal agency. It was only because of my placement from the IOP that the Department's staff cared so deeply about my experience there and went out of their way to ensure I had the most ideal internship possible.
This fall, I will begin a Master's program at the Peabody College of Education at Vanderbilt University. I will receive my Master's in Education and a teaching license for secondary education in history and social studies. I am thrilled to continue my love of education work from both a teaching and policy perspective, a dual interest I formed at the IOP. Through working with my tutees in the Citizenship Tutoring program and my peers through leading the Student Advisory Committee as Vice President, I developed a strong interest in working with students.
I also learned much of the politics of education from my summer in D.C. at the Department of Education and the many leading professionals in education work who come through the IOP's doors. I hope to continue both interests in my future, but know that it is unlikely to have such incredible support and guidance as I have had in the last four years through the IOP. As I near graduation and the unknown of the next few years, I am reassured by the wonderful IOP staff that they promise to be excited to hear from me, even years in the future. I look forward to staying in touch with the many people who have so formatively shaped my undergraduate experience.


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I'm looking for pineapple plants, spiny leaf variety like Kona Sugarloaf, Natal Queen, Pemambuco, Abakka, or Red Spanish, or others. I grew up eating home grown pineapple that made what I buy now seem pointless. Time to grow my own again. |
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- Posted by Foreverlad 10 (My Page) on Sun, Mar 17, 13 at 21:31
Approximately where in Fl are you? There are a couple of nurseries that carry Pineapple. |
- Posted by bamboo_rabbit 9A Inverness FL (My Page) on Sun, Mar 17, 13 at 21:48
Our Lowes carries Sugarloaf. |
Hi I've always used the tops of fruit I bought. Very easy to grow and you can't beat the price lol gary |
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It's August -- How is your build progressing?
posted by: nutherokie on 08.01.2011 at 09:17 am in Building a Home Forum Hey Flgargoyle, hope everything's going well for you. Since you said you might still be out of regular communication, I'll throw out the progress thread. So, everybody, has the summer been fruitful?
Our finish carpenters just wrapped up and we're prepping for paint. Hallelujah! NOTES: <none>
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RE: Do you regret your stainless steel appliances? (Follow-Up #12)
posted by: cat_mom on 07.17.2011 at 10:14 pm in Kitchens Forum First, I have to give credit where credit is due: GW forums. From the time I started frequenting these forums, people have been touting alcohol-water spray (anywhere from 10-50% alcohol to 90-50% water) for use on their granite.
I finally mixed some up myself late last year, with the addition of essential lavender oil (I purchased it first at Mrs. Green's, an organic food store, but got a bottle more recently at Fairway--it's cheaper there--check out local health food stores, too). Lavender oil not only smells nice (and is supposed to relax you!), but it also has anti-bacterial properties. I add enough to my alcohol-water spray bottle to make it smell "right" without being overpowering (same with the alcohol and water; I use enough alcohol so I can smell it, and it evaporates/wipes dry without streaking, without being too astringent). I used BKF and a blue scrub sponge to remove the 3M cleaner residue from our KA built-in fridge and our Wolf AG range. It took a few passes to remove all the residue. FYI, I got some colorful and nice-weight microfiber cloths at Christmas Tree Stores last year, for $1.00 each. NOTES: <none>
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RE: vinyl siding vs fiber cement (Follow-Up #2)
posted by: alto on 06.15.2011 at 09:23 pm in Building a Home Forum We had wanted to go hardie too, but cost prohibited. So we went with Certainteed 6.5" Carolina Beaded. It was just put up last week and it is great. The installers commented on how great it was to go up and looked so updated. All the other subs and delivery folks who have been by this week have commented positively too. Our color is granite gray.
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Rory LapointeFebruary 2000 |
I promised myself that I wasn't going to cave in and do this. I mean, every February somehow the entire world breaks down and talks about, sings about, and even writes about love. As such, love then becomes this grand goal, this absolute destination and February fourteenth is the one day of the year that we must recapture the depth of our windswept emotions and sum them up with a card or box of chocolate or something pretty. I didn't want to conform to this Hallmark conspiracy yet here I am. Going where every man has gone before.
Of course my first thought was to go anti Valentine's Day; to write about the injustice of there being one day set aside for people to prove their love to one and another. About how I planned to wear all black and go out with my single friends and protest with an Alanis Morrisette mentality. "Valentine's Day sucks and you ought to know." But that was only creative back in junior high.
Maybe I would write about the other forms of love. That in Greek society friendship itself was the utmost form of love. Maybe everyone should focus on the less "traditional" themes of love; family, friendship, brotherhood of man type stuff. Ban song dedications and cheesy poetry and those special episodes of 90210 or Ally McBeal. But that would make me more pretentious then usual. What to write about then?
Romance. Not the Harlequin version but the sexless, childlike idealized love. The type that is in fairy tales, the type that Shakespeare and Dickens and Austen made immortal. Love without sex or rivalry, where individuals are unprepared for how truly perfect everything can be. Love as the soul infinity.
Now that I had a topic the next course of action was to find a gay angle. Something that would speak to me as an evolved gay man. A story or play or even a song that would sum up the best our way of loving, our emotions, our concerns and struggles. I thought about all the films I had seen, all the novels I had read and yet, alas, there is no "Romeo and Julio".
I guess then, I can only share what I have experienced and let you see what I believe it is. You can take what you will from it, disregard it, or even laugh at it. As long as you think about it, feel about it, wonder about it. I'm not say that I have any new insight but I can share and hope that it changes something.
My first time was when I was much younger, about the age of thirteen. There was this boy whom I had been what Kinsey would refer to as "experimenting" with. The sex continued off and on over the course of a year till he moved several towns away. We reconnected briefly on a camping trip and began our old habit of fighting. For me, it was because I felt used in our previous arrangement, more like an extra hand then an equal partner.
Eventually though we ended up alone in our tent, in the midst of a rain storm, me trying to sleep. I had no interest in resuming anything and found myself waiting for a sign that he was asleep so I could relax. The tension was thick and I was about to say something when he suddenly leaned over and kissed me.
Now, this was an important moment because this had never happened before. He had never done anything endearing towards me, it had been a routine of roll around and pull the pants on and leave. As he continued to kiss me I felt like I had somehow fallen through a rabbit hole into a strange new place, somewhere where everything else between us had gone mute. After a moment we broke apart and he whispered one thing, "sorry" then rolled over to his side of the tent.
I never figured out what to say to him after that moment, instead the camping trip ended and we both went back to our real lives. No letters or phone calls, no other trips, instead I was left with this feeling of amazement that something had happened. Of course, I assumed that I felt this attachment to the moment because it was my first kiss and all. That the magic I felt was because it was new experience and that I would probably never feel that way again.
Instead I became a much more sexual person. I did what I wanted with whomever I wanted. I would have sex (safe sex) with boys whose names I didn't care to know, meet men in bars and parks and strip malls; I became a person of experiences more than emotions. It was during one of these times that I had another brush with the magic. I had been out one night with friends when I saw this boy, low slung cap and perfect teeth, just staring at me with something close to longing. I was never one to let an opportunity pass me by.
Later that night, after some amazingly public sex, we were both standing there, fumbling with belts and coats when he took my hand. I was immediately on guard because when you take strange boys on you learn some unpleasant things about people. Instead he looked down at my hand and then kissed it. Surprise must have shown on my face because he just smiled and said, "Do you need me to walk you home?" I shook my head and turned to leave but he still held my hand. "Thanks." Then he kissed it again and let go.
That night walking home I cried. I had never felt like such a fool before, I wanted to run back and say "yes, walk me home". Maybe we would have talked or exchanged numbers or something. But instead I stopped having casual sex and settled into a stage of denial. A chance at romance bit me on the arse and I just walked away. Crying nonetheless.
Needless to say I was unprepared the next time. I was doing some research for something when I ended up in a random conversation on line. We were talking about various things but after a while we both started to get sloppy. I told him how I liked to write and so he asked me to try and write him something. "A romance of course." So I started to write this cheesy over-the-top epic via our instant messages, something that used our screen names and was amazing abstract.
Somehow I became involved in the moment and didn't end the story till several hours later. The two of us exchanged e-mail addresses and nothing more but the next time I logged on I found this letter that he had written me. It included our story along with this e-mail. "Never thought I'd go on-line and have a story written about me. Thanks"
I guess if anything that sentiment is the truth behind romance. It can be the kindness in a smile, the warmth of a touch or maybe just giving a random piece of yourself away. It is the unexpected moments in life, the chances where we do the nice thing, the sweet thing, the heartfelt thing. Maybe that's why there are so few books about it; straight or gay. To plot such a story, to try for such unplanned moments seems forced and, in the end, faked.
In the end that means only we can control and create it. Maybe that's what I'm trying to say here. That instead of flowers or songs or even gifts I would rather try for romance. Maybe if we all did for a day then we could try for all year. Maybe.
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DULUTH, Minn. — The Minnesota Department of Transportation, District 1 received three awards from the Minnesota Asphalt Pavement Association for the reconstruction of Highway 169 in Grand Rapids.
The project received a Work Zone Safety award in the "Static High Volume" category, an ADA Accessibility award (the first accessibility award ever presented) and an Asphalt Paving award in the "Reconstruction, Low Volume Traffic" category.
"This is a project that we can all be proud of," said Mike Tardy, MnDOT District 1 Program Delivery engineer. "MnDOT had a great team working together on this project including; the city of Grand Rapids, SEH, Inc., local contractors including the prime contractor Hammerlund Construction, Inc., Hawkinson Construction Co. Inc., Itasca Utilities, Keller Fence Company and Deer River Trucking Co., Inc. We want to thank everyone, including the citizens of Grand Rapids and local businesses for their patience and support of this project."
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Not that he's doing anything right, but a few hours after Chris Brown was sentenced for assaulting Rihanna, he celebrated by heading to a Los Angeles club where he jumped up on a booth and did an impromptu performance of Michael Jackson's "Dirty Diana." One club goer said, "He not only sang, but danced his ass off. He didn't seem to care at all that everyone was watching him. He was in a totally good mood, just hanging out with his buddies." [Contact Music]
Well, of course he was in a good mood—he got out of this mess with no jail time, just 1,400 hours of community service and domestic violence classes. We think it was kinda tacky to make a scene after getting off easy for committing a heinous crime, but plenty of stars have found other ways to act inappropriately after escaping the clutches of the law. Keep reading »


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From November 30 those lucky enough to receive invites to the beta will be able to try out the US and German factions, but the beta will later be updated with four additional sides, new maps and game modes, says Ubi.
The game, if you're not entirely aware (and we don't blame you if you aren't) is described as "a one-of-a-kind real-time strategy game that allows players to bluff their enemies to lead their nation to victory."
The VIP beta will be available for download and installation on Steam. A limited number of codes are being distributed on different "partner websites" worldwide, says Ubisoft. Don't look at us.
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it's time to spread some punk love again! Bloomingdales, one of the world's most prominent and distinguished department stores, recently introduced their Autumn/Winter 2013 Look book entitled "The Sky is the Limit" - and we're totally d'accord with it. Why? Our AW13 collection happens to be entitled "Fly with Punk"... remember? Matchy-matchy!
Seems like Bloomingdales and MCM are sharing a passion for high-flying fashion!
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New American Standard (NAS) | New International Version (NIV) |
9 For this, "YOU SHALL NOT COMMIT ADULTERY, YOU SHALL NOT MURDER, YOU SHALL NOT STEAL, YOU SHALL NOT COVET," and if there is any other commandment, it is summed up in this saying, "YOU SHALL LOVE YOUR NEIGHBOR AS YOURSELF." | 9 The commandments, "Do not commit adultery," "Do not murder," "Do not steal," "Do not covet," and whatever other commandment there may be, are summed up in this one rule: "Love your neighbor as yourself." |
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Local eating is a crowded arena these days. Demand for ingredients sourced from 100 miles or less and 100 percent sustainably farmed has skyrocketed as awareness of where our foods come from has grown. In Larkspur, Farm House Local is the newest restaurant in a field crowded with enthusiastic supporters of geographically precise meats and parochial produce. How can a small café stand out amid the masses?
Service. On a busy Saturday, the servers who worked our table nailed not only the exacting ice water order for each person in the group, but repeated this feat of memory precision with the type, degree of color and amount of butter on each person's toast. And then out came chef David Monson to check that our entrées were properly prepared. (They were.) Most fine dining places do not pay this much attention to the customer experience. In a casual daytime cafe, this is exceptional.
Farm House Local, the brainchild of Jeanine Samuel and Monson, came to life in February in the spot that briefly was home to the Modern Cookie Company, but may be more readily recognized as the former Ward Street Café. Split into a store and café, Farm House Local strives to be a showcase for artisanal producers and growers. Monson, whose culinary career has taken him around the world, most recently ran a Marin-based catering company, Custom Chef, and brings his classic French training to the cafe.
"With such high-quality ingredients, I want to keep the food at its purest essence; simply prepared, simply executed" says Monson. At breakfast, that means organic, cage-free eggs with bright orange yolks from a Santa Cruz farm, thick-cut, uncured bacon from Niman Ranch and fingerling potatoes from Sonoma Organics ($10).
Buttermilk pancakes ($9) were two large rounds served with a side of mixed berries. Somewhat denser than the griddled offering you might find at a diner, the pancake's firm character was attributed by Monson to the real — not cultured — buttermilk and dash of soda that enhances the batter.
Things get more interesting with the potato pancake and house-made gravlax ($10). Cured for 48 hours with dill, lemon zest and a splash of Grand Marnier, the translucent Pacific Ocean-sourced salmon melted on my tongue, its lush sweetness interlaced with the bitter tang of arugula and a sharp yet sweet onion-apple compote. Cavatappi pasta with calamari ($13) was thick with sliced chard and bias-cut merguez sausage, the meaty heat slaked with a slick of tomato sauce.
A creamy organic cauliflower and turnip soup ($6), thrummed with a rooty tang. The smoked trout and onion garnish added depth. Chinese chicken salad ($9), a best-seller, layered on the crunch; fried rice noodles, chunky almonds, Napa cabbage and slivered snap peas, ah, a bit of chicken for the palate's rest, all splashed together with a savory miso vinaigrette. Everyone at the table understood immediately why this dish is a crowd-pleaser.
There is a small list of wines by the glass ($9) and a mimosa ($8), but the real deal is the bottomless cup of Bicycle Coffee ($2.50). That and a peach ginger scone ($4.50) could keep you going all morning. Come Memorial Day and running through September, dinner will be served Thursdays, Fridays and Saturdays.
The bright white walls and nearly black wood tables and chairs suggest a more-modern, city-mouse farm, one where orange accents and black napkins are de rigueur. There is a broad community table in front of the counter, but on sunny days, the action is on the back patio. Sun-baked until shades are installed (due any day), the walled-in patio, too, feels more city than country.
With a less-is-more aesthetic, Monson and Samuel pack a lot of farm into their house. It is a place designed for the neighborhood, a place where the staff makes you feel right at home — down to having your water with a single ice cube, just as you like it.
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Address: 25 Ward St. near Magnolia Avenue, Larkspur
Phone: 891-8577
Website: http://farm houselocal.com
Cuisine: Seasonal, local, artisanal ingredients, simply prepared
Service: Table
Noise level: Low
Recommended items: Bacon and eggs, potato pancakes with gravlax, Chinese chicken salad, organic cauliflower and turnip soup, cavatappi pasta with calamari
Liquor selection: Wine and beer
Corkage: $15
Heart-healthy and vegetarian selections: Yes
Gluten-free selections: Store only
Dog friendly: Yes
Wheelchair access: Yes
Parking: Lot
Hours: 7 a.m. to 4 p.m. Tuesdays to Saturdays; 10 a.m. to 3 p.m. Sundays; closed Mondays; hours will be extended for dinner Thursdays, Fridays and Saturdays from Memorial Day through September
Credit cards: All major
Prices: $10 to $18
Reservations: Always welcome
Summary: Serving simply executed food built from artisanal and high-quality ingredients, Farm House Local, which also has a store, stands out from the crowd with exceptional service, a modern farmhouse vibe and fresh flavors from globe-trotting chef David Monson.