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New allegations that a Serbian hitman murdered Jill Dando are being investigated by detectives, it was claimed.
The Scotland Yard review into the killing follows reports that a petty criminal made a confession in a crowded bar in the Eastern European country's capital Belgrade.
It is alleged he told more than 10 witnesses he shot the 37-year-old BBC presenter in revenge for the Nato bombing of Serbia in 1999.
He is said to have stood up and taken "a theatrical bow" before being applauded by onlookers during the drinking session in September 2001.
Officers from the Metropolitan Police homicide squad are said to be examining the new evidence, which originated with a tip-off to the Crimestoppers hotline last month. The investigation is part of their review of the files of Operation Oxborough, which investigated Jill's murder in April 1999.
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US Prepares to Sell Saudi Arabia Warships to Help Take Down Iran
By Bruce K. Gagnon, Coordinator, Global Network Against Weapons & Nuclear Power in Space
The American revolution was supposed to have happened because of the revulsion our 'founding fathers' had with the institution of 'divine right of kings' or monarchy. Supposedly the new American nation went to war with England because a revolutionary 'democracy' was the preferred way of organizing our new nation. (Of course the truth was that the American 'founding fathers' had their own dreams of empire which is just what has sadly turned out for this country. But the mythology of America is all about our rejection of monarchy.)
Fast forward to today and we see the headlines on November 20 in the Portland Press Herald newspaper: Bath Iron Works may get Saudi ship contract worth billions.
The article reads in part:
Saudi Arabian officials say they are preparing to move forward with an upgrade to the country's navy that could include a multibillion-dollar contract for Bath Iron Works, the Reuters news service reported Wednesday.
BIW's DDG-51 destroyer is one of at least two ship designs being considered for the long-discussed Saudi Naval Expansion Program II, or SNEP, which has an estimated value of roughly $20 billion, Reuters said.
Patrick Dewar, executive vice president of Lockheed Martin, told the news service that Saudi officials were planning to release new information over the next several months about how the country plans to proceed with SNEP.
Dewar told Reuters that the Saudis are considering whether to buy up to a dozen of Lockheed's steel monohull Littoral Combat Ship or the larger DDG-51 destroyer built by BIW, a subsidiary of General Dynamics Corp.
"We are aware of the ongoing discussions between the U.S. and Saudi Arabia concerning modernization of the Saudi fleet," said BIW spokesman Jim DeMartini.
"We are in the business of building naval surface combatants and should the two governments reach an agreement on a program, we would be highly interested in pursuing that opportunity."
Looking at a map we see the close proximity of Iran to Saudi Arabia. We know that the Saudi monarchy wants to take down Iran (as does Israel and the US). We know that the DDG-51 destroyer built by BIW is outfitted with so-called 'missile defense' systems that are key elements in US first-strike attack planning. We know that these warships are heavily reliant on US military satellites to direct the on-board weapons systems to their targets. Saudi Arabia does not have the military satellites nor the ground-based command and control systems to guide these weapons systems to their targets. Thus any Saudi high-tech ships and weapons would be run through the Pentagon's warfighting satellite system. In other words the Saudi monarchy would be paying for the ships that would essentially augment existing US military forces now surrounding Iran in places like Kuwait, Afghanistan, Iraq and other locations in the region.
Most interesting of all is that US shipyard workers would be building warships for a brutal and unforgiving monarchy that is known for making ISIS look like amateurs. Saudi Arabia is one of the last places on earth where capital punishment is a public spectacle - carried out in what is called Chop Chop Square in Riyadh.
Capital and physical punishments imposed by Saudi courts, such as beheading, stoning (to death), amputation and lashing, as well as the sheer number of executions have been strongly criticized. The death penalty can be imposed for a wide range of offences including murder, rape, armed robbery, repeated drug use, apostasy, adultery, witchcraft and sorcery and can be carried out by beheading with a sword, stoning or firing squad, followed by crucifixion. The 345 reported executions between 2007 and 2010 were all carried out by public beheading. The last reported execution for sorcery took place in September 2014.
Interfaith Unity Against Terrorism reports:
Saudi Arabia has been the official sponsor of Wahabbism – the extremist thought from which all jihadist militancy now pours forth. Saudi Arabia and its Wahabbism's militant Islamic doctrines constitute a clear and present danger to the Middle East and to the entire world. The house of Saud derives its legitimacy from religious credentials underwritten by Wahabbi clerics. Wahabbism is the creed that has fuelled all jihads –many with West's blessings- in world's recent memory.
You'd think that official circles in Washington would be up-in-arms about selling high-tech weapons of war to the brutal monarchy of Saudi Arabia. But this likely $20 billion weapons sale indicates just how corrupt and immoral the US 'experiment' in democracy has become. The #1 industrial export product of the US today is weapons. The US wants to take down Iran and has made a pact with the Saudi's to do just that.
There can be no doubt that the American dream of freedom, justice and democracy is now no more than a hollow phrase.
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"It'll be fine."
I'd said those words approximately three times since Charlie got into the passenger side. She settled into the leather seat and stared at me, her lips curved into a smirk.
"Oh, come on," she said, rolling her eyes. "This car won't get us very far and you know it. It has trouble even going up little hills. You should really get it checked."
"Stop your worrying." I smiled slightly. "You don't have to come if you don't want to."
I glanced at her. "Yes, Char?"
"Just drive. If we're late, Hansen is going to be pissed."
"Of course he is," I answered, and pulled away from the curb.
Hansen wasn't a teacher or any person of authority, but the last part of our trio. He slammed the back door and slid into the middle, putting his arms on both headrests and leaned forward. He grinned, trying to tame his unruly black hair, and his gray eyes fell on the box on Charlotte's lap.
He reached over to pick up a twinkie. "This won't last us the hour."
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This detail was a returning customer
he had the 406 coupe last year.
After selling the Pug he then bought a Impreza which was a stop gap car and now has a 52 plate BMW 330CI manual in black with full sat nav etc, pretty rare spec and manual too.
Anyway this was booked in for a full correction, engine bay and interior detail as the car was rather swirled and looking a bit tired to say the least.
This was the car on arrival friday evening.
The wheels had just been refurbed by The wheel specialists based in Fareham, they had done a very good job as these are pretty technical wheels with all the spokes etc.
Now these engine bay befores:
Right started @ 9am saturday morning with cleaning the wheels with some warm water and some dodo b2bm shampoo with my swissvax style brushes and a ez detail brush, no wheel cleaner was needed due to the wheels only just been refurbed.
Next up was to wash all the door/boot shuts with some g101 and my swissvax style brushes, the engine bay was soaked in megs super de-greaser and then agitated with swissvax styles brushes and then rinsed at low pressure using the kranzle.
The car was then pre-soaked using citrus de-greaser and then rinsed then foamed and left to dwell for 5 mins before rinsing followed by a 2bm wash with a wash schmitt and zymo l sponge then rinsed using 0ppm water.
Now it was ready for claying using dodo grey clay.
after the front wing and door:
Spent over an hour just claying removing as much contamination as possible.
Now time to inspect the paintwork.
First bit the jumped out was a poorly repaired passenger door rear quarter.
You can clearly see from the OP and the sanding marks underneath the clear that this was either a bad bodyshop repair or a bad smart repair.
The car was also suffering from severe swirling/scrapes.
another bodged repair at a deep scratch, looks pretty bad and like they've gone through the clear but no so just very poor machining.
So had my work cut out with this 1, so started with a test patch on the bonnet fc+ on an elitecarcare cutting pad this was working pretty well some areas needing 2 hits though.
The whole car was machined using this combo then refined using menz FF on a elitecarcare red finishing pad, this was finishing down nicely but still need a little bit more so after a quick IPA wipedown the car was the cleansed using Swissvax cleaner fluid which was working lovely.
The the car was dusted off ready for waxing, this was when the Swissvax BOS came out and was applied to the whole car via a sonus sfx applicator and left to cure for 30 mins.
While this was curing I polished the exhausts using megs nxt metal polish and 00 grade wire wool, the tyres were dressed using zaino z16 2x coats for extra gloss, the arches dressed using AS smart shine.
Now time to buff off the wax, this was leaving a lovely deep wet finish.
The the inside was hoovered and the dash wiped down with some einzsett premium cockpit and the leather cleaned/conditioned using sonus, the interior/exterer glass cleaned using megs and my glass cloths. Rainx was then applied to the exterior windows for water repellant.
Wheels were sealed using poorboys wheel sealant.
And finally after leaving it 3 hrs a coat of Dodo red mist was added and buffed using eurow buffing towels.
The last bit was the engine bay dressed using Zaino z16 on the plastics.
Finishing touches were near wheel badges and stickes applied :thumb:
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Total time taken was 16 hrs for the exterior correction/engine bay and interior.
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Chapter One
It was a normal day. The birds were chirping and the sun was shining. I was sitting on a plastic chair outside by the pool, listening to my iPod. It was summer in England, and it was one of the rare hot days. I was wearing some swimming trunks that were soaked from swimming and next to me was a table that had my copy of Twilight and my pint of lager in a plastic cup. I was relaxing.
I had blue eyes which were so blue they sometimes scared people. Having blue eyes sometimes helped with the girls, but not with the sun, and they were framed by long lashes. I never have bags under my eyes, and my skin is usually quite tanned in the summer. I had a well muscled body, and I worked at it every day.
I was quite tall and had a deep voice. I had very dark hair which falls to my thick, dark eyebrows, and this came from my Irish roots. At school, I was very popular; I had a name for myself. I was probably one of the most coolest people in school. I loved my life, as did most people, though they'd never admit it.
I was watching my family in the pool, having fun, and I was bored with the swimming pool at that time, so I decided to just sit down and relax. I wasn't tired, so I didn't try to go to sleep, instead I just sat with my beer and book, and...relaxed.
I was seventeen, but I looked eighteen, which was how I got the beer. My family and I lived in Enfield, but we were on holiday in Devon at the time. We'd been there for three days, so we had eleven days left.
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Moment Of Peace Adventures
In Memory of Glenn Ammons III
We are a non -profit corporation. Our mission is to send youths 18 years of age and under who have a severe physical disability or a life threatening illness on a hunting or fishing trip. We hope to provide a memorable experience and a moment of peace that they can forget about their problems and to enjoy nature and the outdoors. All of our fund solicitation, whether it be monetary or merchandise, will be put to good use to accomplish our goal. We will be conducting different fundraisers throughout the year. We are looking for donations of any kind to help us achieve our mission. Anything that you could donate will be extremely appreciated and will go towards a very good cause. All donations are tax deductible. We hope that you can join us on making a difference in the lives of these courageous youths.
Officers of Moment of Peace Adventures, INC.
President: Michael Huey Vice President: Kevin Umberger
Secretary: Kayla Huey Treasurer: Thomas Trupp
Charles Sayer Hector Amengual Bruce Lambert Damien Rexrode Randy Hunter
Austin Whitmoyer Chad Miller Darren Batyko Jeff Steiner
Meetings are the 2nd Wednesday of each month starting at 6 P.M.
Location : Oley Fire Company
Main Street Oley, Pa.
All are welcome
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PO Box 775
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38 Summer Hill Rd
Bernville, PA 19506
Ayden's Whitetail Hunting trip
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Nick Jordan's day of fishing
Roberto King's deer hunting trip
Bryce Werner's Fishing trip
Josh Gonsalez's deep sea fishing trip
Mitchell Longenecker's Whitetail Hunt
Carson Isamoyer's Whitetail Hunt
Aubree Hoster's Whitetail Hunt
Tyler Lehman's Red Stag Hunt
Ben Wanger's Fishing Trip
Matthew Watts' Hunt
Jacob Mower's Whitetail Hunt
Damian Smucker's Ram Hunt
Quinn Comer's Camping & Black Bear Adventure
Tegan Russ' Fishing Trip
Blaise Hoster's Whitetail Hunt
Wyatt Newhard's New Zealand Red Stag Hunt
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Ryan Fox's Whitetail Hunt
Prokay's Philadelphia Phillies Game
Tyler Hass' Hunt
Glenn Ammons' Hunt
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With long hours the norm for most lawyers, achieving a work-life balance can be an uphill task. Should magic circle firms be doing more to help their associates?
One of the idiosyncratic habits common to many senior management figures in the legal world is a tendency to talk about their respective firms as if they are families.
You can feel it in the pained way they describe the defection of partners to flashier rival suitors, in the enthusiastic tones employed to laud client wins and in the paranoid protectiveness of their distinctive ways of working. By the same token, it is often difficult for them to accept criticism when it comes to how they treat their own people.
But some issues raised by associates at magic circle firms recently have brought into focus the need for firms to engage on a more regular and wholehearted basis with the lawyers further down the food chain, particularly those in the transactional parts of the business where the pressure can be most intense.
More than one associate at Freshfields Bruckhaus Deringer has, over the past few months, made The Lawyer aware of an incident last autumn in which a corporate associate worked several all-nighters while unwell after suffering broken ribs following a fall at home. The associate was later discovered to have a serious lung condition and eventually took time off work. The partner who was leading the matter on which the associate was working has not been seen in the office since and several colleagues have suggested that the incident was handled poorly.
Freshfields will not be drawn on the specific circumstances surrounding the incident – or any subsequent inquiries – and is keen to portray it as an isolated event, unrelated to any widespread problems. While there is no suggestion that any issues around associate workload are either endemic at Freshfields or indeed any different to those experienced by other members of the magic circle, the incident has resurrected some age-old questions about work-life balance – and how practice leaders can help associates to achieve it.
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Long hours are a fact of life for ambitious lawyers, particularly at the top end of the spectrum – and of the pay scale. But firms are increasingly keen to create a more supportive atmosphere and be seen to have open lines of communication between partners and their assistants.
All of which makes even one incident a genuine cause for concern, as Freshfields head of HR Kevin Hogarth admits.
"There will be examples where things won't always work perfectly," he says of last year's incident. "If there are any lessons to learn they would absolutely be taken on board."
While associate discontent continues to bubble under the surface across the City, the truth is that Freshfields has been actively addressing these issues for some time.
Hogarth was brought in as firmwide HR head in September 2008, just four months after Caroline Stroud moved into the newly created role of global HR partner. Since then, both have been instrumental in launching Freshfields' first global employment survey.
"It's about trying to get at what's important to our people," says Stroud. "It's looking at the areas where we fall short and where we've exceeded what they're looking for."
The survey has yielded some material changes, including the introduction of an associate engagement group, the launch of a pilot project around flexible working arrangements in the London corporate group and a mentoring scheme matching female associates with senior partners.
Stroud says that the emphasis on engagement, embodied by the creation of her role, comes directly from Freshfields' global strategy, with the stated aim of being recognised as the world's leading law firm.
"What we want is that whenever anywhere in the world anyone meets a Freshfields lawyer, they get someone who is distinctively Freshfields," she adds.
But with increasing numbers of junior magic circle lawyers looking to change their career trajectories, the feeling is that such a sentiment, while a great selling point for the firm, does not address the more fundamental issue of achieving an acceptable work-life balance.
Neither Stroud nor Hogarth believe that today's associates are asked to work any harder than their predecessors, but there is an acceptance that the world is a different place.
"We need to be aware of changing attitudes and changing ways of working," admits Hogarth. "We talk to partners about generational changes and help them think through some of the issues around that. We want to attract and retain the best people. It means we need to be conscious of the fact that technology has changed the way people work."
The globalisation of clients, the tyranny of the BlackBerry and the ubiquity of the transatlantic conference call means that work for the biggest firms can often follow the sun. Associates cannot necessarily switch off when they leave the office.
"The culture is that you have to be available to get the job done," confirms one magic circle banking associate. "No one ever says you have to be there through the weekend to do something but the unspoken rule is that if you ever do leave [the office] or weren't responding to emails you'd soon be managed out. If you want to stay at the firm, there's no choice. It'd be much better if it was out in the open."
No pain, no gain
With salaries on qualification nearly three times the UK's average wage, it may be hard for mere mortals to feel much sympathy for magic circle associates. The Faustian pact offers ever-increasing rewards for a few years – or even decades – of hard work.
And while few would suggest that workload has increased in recent years, firms are eager to address the problem of work allocation and variety in their ongoing struggle to keep their best people.
"It's a concern for them if they don't have a happy workforce," says a banking associate at another magic circle firm (see box), adding that there is an "across-the-board despondency" among his colleagues.
With a narrower gearing in most corporate and finance teams and fewer associates seeing partnership as the raison d'être of their legal career, keeping morale up is something that is high on the agenda in the magic circle. Allen & Overy did not respond to requests for comment, but both Clifford Chance and Linklaters say they have been actively engaging with the issue.
Linklaters global head of HR Jill King believes that adapting to the different needs of associates in the modern world is key to keeping them happy.
"I do think associates are considering a wider range of options than they were five or six years ago when it was just private practice or in-house," she says. "Partnership isn't everyone's aspiration so the feeling now is that we want people's time at Linklaters to be as useful to them as possible."
King also highlights the generation gap that has opened up between assistants and some of their greyer-haired colleagues.
"It's always difficult to compare different periods but the demands on everybody in working life have changed," she continues. "Clients have become more demanding; much more so than when many partners were associates."
To bridge the gap, Linklaters has also actively engaged in programmes to make the grafting more bearable for its put-upon associates. Like Freshfields, the firm has carried out a global engagement survey and has made its mentoring service available to all staff after piloting it in various practice groups.
This year has also seen the introduction of a confidential counselling service and a health and wellbeing initiative to help staff deal more effectively with stress.
Client relationships
None of which changes the fact that many people will continue to feel that the deal is no longer a fair one, with the increased pressure to churn out work limiting associates' ability to forge the kinds of client relationships required to make the step up to partnership.
Clifford Chance has responded by trying to offer its lawyers more variety in their workload, something aided by its use of its Indian knowledge centre as a repository for more commoditised work.
"What hasn't changed is that people have always worked hard," says corporate personnel partner Simon Tinkler, who was recently made London corporate chief. "What has changed is that people want more variety and more of a mix in their careers."
Clifford Chance is now offering overseas secondments to every associate, while it has ended the traditional link between bonuses and hours billed in an effort to encourage its lawyers to think beyond the bottom line.
"It's moving away from the perception that it's just about putting the hours in at the coalface," adds Tinkler.
However, he is not alone in admitting that pressure from clients has ratcheted up as the world has shrunk. And that pressure often lands on the shoulders of associates. Most might accept the long hours as part of the job, but not if being available at all hours is the be all and end all.
As one associate puts it: "I'd rather be judged on how good I am as a lawyer, instead of how long I can stay awake."
Inside view: one magic circle associate
"Partners may generally be quite available to talk to, but everyone knows that if you're on a deal you won't have any sort of work-life balance. We all have BlackBerries and are expected to always check them, so in a sense there's added pressure. We could get more people in to help out – we've not had a hiring phase for a while and now the market's picking up.
It's a concern for them as well because they don't have a happy workforce.
My colleagues all seem to have the same attitude about it – there's a general across-the-board despondency about the job. It is always sold as something that will require hard work but they don't exactly put that on their recruitment brochures.
The problem now is that you've got a lot of young people with no other ties – no families or kids – and they get to a point where they think: "Do I want to make partner?
hat am I doing this for?
If I'm working the hours I'm working I might as well go to an American firm or work for a bank."


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The Bahamas for Web Hosting?
There's no denying that country-based hosting can play a huge role in the success of a website, and Iceland is known for fantastic speed, privacy and service. However, what about the Bahamas? The tropics have long been a safe haven for US businesses looking to fly under the radar while still keeping things legal, and it looks like choosing the Bahamas for web hosting can offer similar benefits. When Microsoft was found in contempt of court in 2014 for not giving the US government customer emails which were stored in Ireland, which was technically immune from an American search warrant, it brought up an issue many corporations are struggling with: Does where they store data matter?
Of course, when choosing a web host, you also need to consider how prone the region where servers are kept is to natural disasters, theft, etc. too. (Bear in mind that many Bahamas ex-pats say fear of hurricanes are vastly overrated). That's a foundational consideration, but for enterprises like Microsoft the bigger conundrum is security and privacy. In the end, the court decided that since Microsoft was a US company that owned the data center in Ireland, it was vulnerable to search warrants.
Where in the World…
The decision in the Microsoft case has made some international businesses decline to do business with US companies regardless of where data is kept. It's just smarter for businesses that might be prone to such probing to choose businesses based in, and doing business in, countries with looser rules regarding government data collection. The easy answer? The Bahamas, of course.
You might think of this region as a place for vacations, sun, surf and keeping your investments protected—but now it's also getting a great reputation for web hosting. When compared to other Caribbean countries, the Bahamas offers fantastic internet infrastructure and the data privacy laws are favorable to business owners. It's been 20 years since Canadian Richard Douglas moved to the Bahamas to find out what it had to offer the IT industry. Data centers have been booming here since the 90s and by 200 Douglas had co-founded the growing hosting company Secure Hosting.
Having it All
According to Douglas, "I actually tried to go to other countries besides the Bahamas to look at opportunities but there were no reliable internet connections. Bahamas was really the only country that had set up subsea fibre and high speed internet that we were used to in North America. It's very close to the US, so it was easier to set up there." Simultaneously as Douglas was setting up shop, the Bahamas brought in key IT figures in the legal, telecom, accounting and audit community to get data protection secured.
This led to "consultation between the private and public sectors…the government ended up creating a data protection law and privacy law which specifically addresses personal privacy and protection of corporate data in the Bahamas," says Douglas. In other words, if Microsoft had chosen Bahamas instead of Ireland, the court ruling may have been in their favor.
Sun, Surf and Security
The Electronic Communications and Transactions Act and Computer Misuse Act was put into effect in the Bahamas in 2003. There's also a 2003 Data Protection Act, which guarantees that any data stored here can't be transferred to other countries. Douglas notes, "The Microsoft case really (highlights) the reasons why you should be careful where you put your data." Unfortunately, most people still don't realize that if they're using the biggies like Microsoft, Google, Amazon, etc. as their host in London, Singapore, etc., they're still under American jurisdiction. It's not a "local version", but the American one on sabbatical.
For website owners/companies that need a lot of security, where their host is located matters a great deal. When shopping for a web host, ask about office and data locations. Remember that even having a sales presence in the US means the company has a US presence. If the executives, board members, etc. are American, the web host could also be under US jurisdiction. However, "a lot of organizations are afraid of the Patriot Act," says Douglas. Going with a Bahamas company can get around that—and remember that this is also a tax-free country.
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"Bless his heart!" is a Southern phrase used to mean everything from:
- If he were any stupider, he'd be a stump.
- Also known as, "When God was handing out brains, he was at the back of the line."
- If she were any uglier, little children would run screaming.
- Also known as, "She was beaten with the Ugly Stick."
When Southerners are little boys and girls, we learn the more direct insults. But then our parents beat us to within an inch of our lives with a hickory stick (not literally, that's another idiomatic phrase), and we learn to be more respectful. Some of us take longer than others to learn the lesson, and have more bruises on our behinds to prove it, but most of us eventually learn that we can say, "Bless his heart!" without any painful side effects.
Why are Southerners more likely to likely to greet you when walking past?
I've been in California for 3 months now, and I am appalled when I walk down the hall at work. My coworkers avert their eyes, as though they must—MUST—not acknowledge my presence. At first, I thought maybe the company had gone a little overboard with Sexual Harassment Training. After all, a good way to avoid getting trouble with a female coworker, is to not look at her. But then I realized that even the ladies would look right past me. This happens on the streets, too. Hmmm, must not be the training; it appears to be a cultural behavior.
I mentioned this to one of my female coworkers, who always smiles a big smile and makes eye contact when she sees me coming. She moved from Dallas about two years ago; she's good people.
"My theory is population density," she wisely informed me. "See, in the South, people are more spread out, and there are smaller towns. So the people that you pass by, you see all the time, and there's a small number of people in that group. Conversely, in a large city such as San Diego, there are a LOT more people. Therefore, it's more difficult to greet everyone and to know everyone. If you tried to say hi to everyone, you'd never get anything done! You'd spend all day making small talk."
AH! That makes sense! The small town in Louisiana where I attend middle school and my first two years of high school was Sulphur, Louisiana. At the time, Sulphur had a population of 20,000 people. While I didn't know everyone (obviously), I saw the same people at church, school, and around the neighborhood. Plus, contrast that with the 1.4 million people in San Diego. That's .02 versus 1.4 million. Sulphur had less than 1.5% of the current population of San Diego. Yep, that's a BIG difference!
Another way of looking at this is, imagine you live in that small town. You have a fight with Millie, the baker's daughter. At church, your mom says, "How come you ain't sayin' hi to Millie like'n you usually do?"
You can blow her off by asking, "What's for lunch, Momma?" But it's your Momma; she's going to find out eventually.
"Daryl told Emma Jean who told Bobbi Jo who told Elvin that you crossed the street to avoid her on Friday after school," your sister will not-so-helpfully offer.
Brother chimes in (because this is the South and we believe in having large families), "She gave you the Evil Eye when you wurtn lookin', too."
Then your other sister will add, "I heard from Kelvin who said that Millie stole your beau."
And if you manage to wiggle out of that conversation, you'll see Millie at school the next day. And at the grocery store. And at the church picnic. It'll get to the point that it's either the Hatfield and McCoys (i.e. a blood feud that lasts generations and involves a few gun fights), or you make the peace.
Face it, making the peace is easier. So you may end up making a statement like this, "Millie, I'm sorry that I blew spit wads at you in class after you talked to Jimmy. Even though I had my eye on him, I had no true claim—I mean, I didn't brand him like a cow or anything—so let's just be friends, ok? Momma made some peach cobbler, come on over."
And so, Southern people are friendly because they can (low population density) and must. 'Cause you see the same folks all the dang time, so to the keep the peace you smile and say nice things. Bless their hearts!
This post was in answer to a question from Dr. Gary Lum, "Why are Texans so friendly?" If you'd like me to answer your question, email email@example.com. My specialty is dating advice, but I have opinions and theories on just about everything. Thanks, Gaz, for the question!
Next up: a summary of all the places I've visited in San Diego. There's a long list, my friends, because I don't like to sit still!
Be good. And if you can't be good, be good at it!


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The Re-Education of Jim Collins | Inc.com
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On one side of the gym, a group of cadets watched an older, gray-haired man trying to mount a shelf 8 feet above the ground. He was Jim Collins, the best-selling business-book author who was visiting West Point to hold seminars on leadership. "No, sir," a cadet said to him. "You don't want to do it like that, sir. You look like an old man, sir. You need to do it this way."
"I am an old man!" Collins murmured. Then, he tried it again.
Why was the author of such business classics as Built to Last and Good to Great competing with college students less than half his age? For one thing, Collins, 55, is an avid climber and seldom shies from a physical challenge. (For his 50th birthday, he had scaled the 2,900-foot vertical rockface known as The Nose of El Capitan in Yosemite National Park.) But what Collins really wanted was the opportunity to interact with cadets, to experience what they experience. With that in mind, he had set himself the goal of completing the course in the same time required of all male cadets before they can graduate--three and a half minutes or less. So he was grateful that West Point's rock-climbing team had turned out to coach him.
Glancing around the gym, Collins could see numerous other cadets struggling with various obstacles; some of them were not much farther along than he was. Most of them had at least one or two other cadets standing nearby, coaching, critiquing, and cheering on their compatriots.
As the plane descended into Newark's airport, Collins took out a piece of paper and drew a triangle. One point he labeled success, another growth, and the third service. Those three corners of the triangle, he sensed, held an answer to the paradox he had observed in the culture of West Point.[...]
Through it all, Collins listened with the triangle in mind. He realized that, on one level, it was about motivation and finding "a balanced approach to life and leadership," as he later put it. Success was the obvious one. Everybody likes to win, and the thrill of victory is a heady reward in itself. But people who become the best at what they do are never content with success. Like Caldwell, they have a deep craving to get better and better, which often means repeatedly failing, although--like Caldwell--they don't necessarily experience it as failure.
It was on the point of service that the West Point cadets had really opened Collins's eyes. "I've never been in an environment with so strong an ethos of service running through it," he says. "This is not like doing volunteer work on a Saturday. It's a big signature, a big step up, and it could cost them their lives someday, which they're all well aware of. But they've made that choice."


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Charlie Hebdo learns how to live with Islamofascism.
Ann Althouse explains
//The words are translated as "One year on: The assassin still at large." So that guy is "the assassin," but the only indication of religion is the pyramid with the eye. Can we get some analysis? That's not a Muslim symbol at all as far as I can tell. It has more to do with Freemasons than anything else. And it's on the U.S. dollar bill (and the Colorado state seal and the seal of the city of Kenosha, here in Wisconsin). I'm just guessing the cartoonist meant to attack religion in general and to be very obviously not about Islam.//
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Sunday, September 12, 2010
Friday, September 03, 2010
Summer 2010
We had one great summer this year. As most of you know I just love NYC but in the summer if you don't have money it is hard to have fun with two little kids everyday. It gets very hot and humid and the playground and pool gets to be a bit boring for 2 months straight. This year the flights were extremely over priced so I decided to spend most of the summer in Seattle. I only go home once a year so I figured why not expand my visit this year to 6 1/2 weeks where the weather is cool and I have more help than I know what to do with. I purchased my tickets in July and a week later we were on a plane. I have never done that before. I usually get my tickets months in advance but this year the prices wouldn't go down, if anything they kept going up.
Kerry and Faan started the summer off right when they were kind enough to host a bbq at there house in the Poconos for the 4th of July. We had a great time and the kids got their first experience with sparklers. They spent the whole day running around playing on the water slide and swinging on the home made swing that Coolidge believes is as much fun as a roller coaster. Brody burned his finger on the sparkler and I think it will take years for him to pick up another.
Thanks to some friends of mine we discovered Robert Moses beach. We went twice before we headed to Seattle and I'm planning on going at least one more time before the summer is over. It is a great beach for families. Before kids Ben and I used to go to Jones beach but we couldn't stand it back then because of all the young adults who go to party and get picked up. To paint a picture for you think of the Jersey Shore kids and multiply it by 1,000. I know you can understand why it wasn't our favorite. The first time we went there the water was so rough that Coolidge and Brody only went in up to their ankles. I watched Ben get knocked around over and over but yet he still went back for more. The second time the waves were a lot more tame and even Coolidge tried body surfing for the first time. I can see that he loves it as much as his dad.
Our trip to Seattle was packed full of family, friends and fun. For the first time my flight going to Seattle was a breeze. Both my boys have matured quite a bit and because they are such pros at flying they made life so easy for me. As some of you know I fly with a huge bag of tricks to keep them entertained and we only went through a quarter of it. It has helped with my anxiety for flying back in a month. While we were home we vacationed at Sun Lakes with my siblings and parents. We do it every year and each year is a little different. This year we played on the water but made sure to spend family time together. We managed to put two teams together for a game of wooffle ball. Shawn and his muscles almost put the game to a halt when he smacked a huge dent into the ball. Luckily we had two balls and told Shawn to take it down a notch. It was the first time that we have ever played a game all at the same time. Usually our games don't allow all of us to play and it sucks because our crew are players and nobody likes to be left out. We also all learned from last years accidents that we all need to act our age. The group of us keeps getting larger and some how we all make it work. My boys love going there and they never want to go home.
While I was home I was able to attend my sister Lindsy's wedding showers. she had one for family and one for friends. They were both special and allowed me to see family and friends that I haven't seen in years. I have to say my favorite was the one on Whideby Island. However, how could you not have fun when your host lives on a beautiful beach and Debbie is just fun people. I wanted to take my boys because they just love the beach but I chose to go by myself because I knew that once I get back to NYC me time would be far and few between. I am so excited to see Lindsy and Shawn get married in October. Shawn is someone I have gotten to know over the last couple years and I have to say he is a great guy and am happy that Lindsy and Tyson will have someone like him.
I also celebrated my 20 year reunion. I had mixed feelings about going. Partly because facebook has connected me and so many of my old school mates that I wonder if I needed to pay $70 to find out all the stuff I already knew. Then I came to my senses and realized that it would be fun to see them all in person and talk about old times and new. It was much better than the 10 year and I had an absolute blast. However, I had a great time with all of these people in high school so I am not at all surprised that I could still have a blast with them 20 years later. Some of them I couldn't stop hugging because it was so surreal to see them. I also realized I don't want to wait another 10 years until I see them.
This year we were blessed to have so many friends invite us to go on their boats and visit their water front houses so me, Ben and the kids got so many chances to be in and near the water. One of my favorite experiences was the Schuller's inviting us to visit their place on Camano Island. They took us out on their boat to a little private beach where we drank wine and feasted on fresh caught crab while the kids built a fort out of drift wood. Coolidge and Brody were in heaven with all the little nature treasures around them.
This summer was a lot different with the boys. After Brody turned 4 their relationship changed. They have always had a bond but now they really enjoy playing with one another. Brody finally grew out of the destruction age and enjoys building along side his brother and loves the same sort of games. Don't get me wrong life is not all easy they can fight like you wouldn't believe but for the most part they get each other and need me just a little less. My mother spoiled me by waking up with them feeding them and babysitting when ever I needed. I was able to find time to read, knit, play cards and just sit on my favorite outside chair relax. At the beginning of summer Brody didn't want anything to do with starting school. After doing some school shopping for a new Wolverine back pack and Spiderman sneakers he has warmed up to the idea. He is still nervous but loves the idea of going to school with his big brother. Coolidge is quite funny because he loves playing with Brody but there are times when Brody gets on his nerves and he screams at him. As soon as Brody settles down and falls asleep for a nap you would think Coolidge would take that time to enjoy all the toys without his brother bugging him, but no, it drives him crazy and for some reason he can't have complete fun until his brother wakes up. It drives me mad.
We spent 3 and 1/2 weeks in Seattle without Ben. Thank goodness we were so busy and so was he because that is a long time to be without my cutie. He took advantage of the time and made a few short documentaries for TurnHere. They asked their filmmakers to find stories in their area to submit to Yahoo for a new series. Because Ben and a few other filmmakers did such a great job Yahoo started a deal and they plan to use these docs in the future. TurnHere and Studio Now seem to be impressed with Ben's work because he is working for both of them full time. He upgraded his video equipment which should help him to get more jobs from other companies along with higher paying gigs. I am very proud of him and excited for his new adventures. I am hoping that once both boys are in school I will be able to assist him on his shoots and lighten his work load. We are not great at putting together Ikea furniture but I think I can handle his grunt work.
It was one super fun summer this year. I am very happy to be able to spend so much time at home with my family and friends. When I got home I did experience a bit of a culture shock that I didn't anticipate. I became so used to driving everywhere, putting groceries in the car, no schlepping to the park and quiet dark nights. When I spent my first day at home I noticed we had no food so I had to get my boys motivated to walk to the store, carry my heavy bags home in the hot sun and then pack a huge bag so we could go to the park which included a towel bathing suits, snacks, drinks, magazine, and sunglasses. I sat on a hard bench instead of my moms shaded swing chair and sweated my ass off. Then I schlepped them back to feed them bathe them and go to sleep with all the yelling, sirens, music and car alarms. I then realized this is why I escape to Seattle for my summer. I love NYC but sometimes I wish I could have both.
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EUR/USD: "Double Top" stopped bulls
The price faced a resistance on the trend line, so we've got a "V-Top" pattern. Therefore, the market is likely going to reach a support at 1.1212 in the short term. If we see a pullback from this level, there'll be an opportunity to have an upward movement in the direction of the nearest resistance at 1.1282 – 1.1324.
We've got a "Double Top" pattern, which has been confirmed. So, the price got a support at 1.1241, which led to the current local correction. In this case, it's likely that the pair is going to achieve a resistance at 1.1260 during the day. However, if a pullback from this level happens, bears will probably try to test a support at 1.1225 – 1.1213.


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I felt a little cheated by the ending of 3x22, The Departed. I wanted to see Stefan pull Elena from the water and the aftermath up to the scene where he is sitting over her body.
I'm absolutely certain the writers would have done a much better job, but here is my feeble attempt at filling in the blanks.
For Love
Elena…Elena…Elena… The name ran through his mind as he dragged Matt's motionless form through the water, panic rising, constricting the muscles throughout his entire body, threatening his ability to get to the surface.
She was helpless. She was dying. He had to get back to Elena.
This is your fault.
She was still down there because he wasn't strong enough to get both of them out at once, because he couldn't trust his control, because of his renewed attempt at getting himself back on animal blood, because of his irrepressible hunger and his inability to restrain it.
She's suffering because of you. The devastating accusation echoed in his head, pain a jagged edge as it shredded his heart.
No matter what he had to do to prevent it, he would never be this weak again. Never.
Self loathing and rage pushed him forward, his body breaking free from the momentary sluggishness, slicing through the water as the dread gave way to a determined fury. He had to get back to Elena.
Breaking the surface of the water, Stefan pulled Matt with him as he made his way to the shoreline. A single heave lifted the human's body onto the land. Looking back to the spot where the truck languished on the bottom of the river, Stefan considered, for a fraction of a second, leaving Matt and returning to Elena. But he couldn't bring himself to do it. She would be just as devastated if he allowed Matt to die on shore as she would if he'd left him under the water.
The mortal's heart still beat, but the rhythm had slowed rapidly over the last several seconds, his shallow breaths coming on the rare occasion now. Matt Donavan would not survive his ordeal without some help.
How long had she been down there? How much time did he have to get her out?
Hurry, damn it! Hurry!
As he climbed onto the shore, Stefan's chest began to constrict while a subtle nausea rolled through his gut.
Elena. An anxious helplessness magnified the anguish beating at him, threatening his sanity. Elena.
A paralyzing fear endangered Stefan's purpose as he rolled Matt onto his back, an angry frown pulling at his mouth. He was wasting precious time. He had to get back to Elena.
For a brief moment Stefan contemplated pouring some of his blood into Matt's mouth and jumping back into the water. But in his near-death state, Stefan couldn't be sure if the blood would get into the moral's system. An act of neglect for Elena's sake that Stefan knew she would never forgive herself for. A callous act for Elena's sake he knew she would never forgive him for.
Instead of the blood, Stefan began to breathe into Matt's mouth, pushing air into his lungs in an effort to coax the human back to consciousness. After a few strong breaths, Stefan was encouraged by the increase in, and steadying of, Matt's heartbeat. A couple more breaths and a cough broke from the mortal. Relief washed over Stefan as he leaned back and observed his patient, the ghost of a smile forming along his lips.
Another bought of coughing. Stefan rose and started to make his way to the shoreline. "Matt?" He yelled over his shoulder. "Are you with me? Matt?"
Stefan barely had a chance to hear the human's strangled reply before he was submerged in the water swimming toward the one person he could not survive without.
Frantically, he pushed himself toward Elena, arms slicing through the water, legs propelling him forward.
I'm coming, Elena. Abject panic threatened once again as Stefan silently prayed for mercy. Please, God, I'm almost there. Just another few seconds. Please.
The truck appeared through the murky water, a helpless derelict dead on the river bottom. An unforgiving prison holding his heart and soul within its pitiless grasp.
A tiny trickle of relief briefly diluted the torrent of dread flowing through Stefan when he finally caught sight of Elena, his strokes becoming more fluid as the tension eased a fraction.
He was almost there. Elena was going to be okay. Like before, he would pull her out of the water, and she would survive. She would live.
But as he closed the gap between them, he was bludgeoned by the harrowing realization that something wasn't right. She was still…eerily, frighteningly still. And as he scanned her lax features, acknowledged her closed eyes, it hit him that he couldn't hear a heartbeat. Even through the confines of the water, he should be able to hear a heartbeat.
A hot, murderous rage roared through Stefan as he ripped the confining seatbelt from around Elena's quiet body. Pulling her into his arms, he began to swim toward the surface, pushing back against the debilitating grief blackening his thoughts, disallowing the penetrating sorrow closing around his heart.
No! I won't let you leave me! I won't let you go!
He held tightly to the anger as it fueled his strength, enabled his power, moved him quickly through the water. In the next second, he broke the surface. Already close to the shore, he lifted Elena out of the water toward Matt, who waited by the river's edge.
"Take her!" Stefan lifted Elena higher.
Matt grabbed Elena under the arms and dragged her onto land as Stefan jumped out of the water.
"She's not breathing, Stefan." The fear in Matt's voice was unmistakable as he knelt beside Elena's lifeless body.
"You do the compressions on her heart. I'll give her mouth to mouth." Stefan buried the raw emotion threatening to overtake him, the callous turmoil promising to lead him away from his sacred mission, the fear, the pain, the sorrow, the guilt. With a fierce purpose, his entire being focused in on bringing Elena back. There was nothing else, no other reason for existence. Only her resurrection, only her survival. It could be done. It had to be done.
There was nothing else…nothing.
"But…" Painful doubt tainted Matt's voice as he stared back at Stefan, tears suddenly hovering in his eyes.
"No!" Stefan didn't want to hear it. He didn't want to think about it, didn't want to consider it. He knelt beside Elena on the opposite side from where Matt was positioned. Putting a hand under her neck, he straightened her head and opened her mouth. He then shot Donovan a resolute scowl. "She's gonna be okay. Let's do this."
Pursing his lips in a hard line of obvious determination, Matt positioned the heel of his palm over Elena's heart and pushed down firmly…one…two…three…four…five.
Stefan followed the action by placing his mouth over Elena's. The touch of her cool lips gave him pause, the unfamiliar sensation terrifying in its starkness, numbing in its truth. Elena lay before him…motionless…lifeless.
Would he ever bask in her soothing warmth again? Feel her gentle touch? See the tender, loving light shining in her rich, brown eyes?
'That's just in case there is no later.' His prophetic words from earlier in the evening cruelly mocked him. Not for one moment had he entertained the possibility that Elena would be the one unable to share the loving gesture, that she would be incapable of accepting his gentle kiss.
As an unbearable foreboding began to filter through Stefan's mind a frosty shiver skirted down his back, yanking him from the brink of the tortuous abyss. He shook his head against the rising fear before sealing his mouth with Elena's. He couldn't let himself get lost in the menacing darkness. Even as it called to him, he turned a deaf ear to the desolation it trumpeted.
A whisper of satisfaction moved over him as Elena's chest rose with his first, forceful breath.
After several minutes and no response, Matt sat back with a defeated sigh, a tear sliding down his cheek. "It's no use, Stefan. She's gone."
"No. Keep trying." A sickening dread rose up in Stefan, constricting his throat, tightening his jaw.
Another deep breath into Elena's lifeless body.
She wasn't gone. He hadn't lost her. He couldn't lose her. He was nothing without her…nothing.
"Matt, don't stop!" Stefan's strangled plea cut the silence before he covered Elena's mouth with his again. Another deep breath into her lifeless body.
"She's gone, Stefan. She's gone." Matt's pain-filled stare dropped to the ground before his eyes closed, the tears falling freely now.
No…no…no! A horrendous sadness started to close in around Stefan, dark, all encompassing, suffocating. Desperately, he battled the burgeoning sorrow, not ready to give up, not ready to let go.
Maybe… The hospital…Doctor Fell…maybe… If she injects Elena…maybe it'll be enough. Or maybe they can revive her the normal way. There've been miraculous cases…
You know it's too late. The bitter voice of reason interrupted his hopeful conjecture, reverberating through his brain, unyielding, unwanted, unforgiving. There's nothing you can do now. Matt's right. She's gone. She's past the point of return. Let her go.
Hell no!
Stefan refused to admit defeat. It wasn't an inevitability he was prepared to face. He could fix this. His hands rolled into white-knuckled fists as they rested in his lap. He had to fix this. She would come back to him. She had to live. There was simply no other option.
But even as he struggled against it, the harrowing doubt and immobilizing terror began to take root, brutal reality pushing its way through his thin wall of delusional possibility. Something deep inside him began to ache, a perpetual burn somewhere in the vicinity of his heart, a keen throb crushing his soul. He blinked away the beckoning tears, stubborn in his need to refute the pain, deny the defeat.
With a resigned grief hovering like an ominous storm cloud at the back of his mind, Stefan gathered Elena up in his arms, one last purpose at his disposal. He had no other hope than to take it.
"Matt, I'm taking her into town…to the hospital. I'll send someone out to pick you up." Although he teetered on the edge of sanity, Stefan fought to keep himself steady, his muscles coiled taut as he battled the imminent breakdown. For Elena's sake, he had to keep it together.
"Why, Stefan? Why did you save me first?"
Matt's quiet, mournful questions halted Stefan's departure. Turning his head, he looked down into the human's reddened, dejected eyes, a stab of pity causing Stefan's jaw to clench at the sight.
"For love, Matt." The answer came easily. The truth always did. "Because of her love for you, Elena made the choice that you should go first. Because of my love for her, I had no choice but to do as she wished."
No matter how much it destroyed me to do it. The callous declaration sounded only in Stefan's head as an unbearable anguish pounded at him, a queasy lunge in his stomach sending caustic bile rising in his throat. Closing his eyes, he worked to quiet the torment, temper the growing anger. His concentrated determination was once again beginning to slip away. The reality of his situation violently worked to grab hold, blurring his goal, jeopardizing his resolve.
Move…move…move! Stefan opened his eyes as a merciless urgency pummeled him.
He looked down at Donovan, who appeared utterly dumbfounded as he continued to kneel at the riverbank, Stefan's admission seeming to have a profound affect on him. The knowledge would be a tough burden for the mortal to bear, an unintended consequence of Elena's selfless act. As Stefan knew all too well, guilt was a profound weight that grew more cumbersome with the passage of time. He sympathized with Matt for the briefest of seconds before turning and heading back to town. Rigid purpose held him fast as he raced toward Mystic Falls, Elena held lovingly close to his heart, a precious being who cradled his sanity, his entire world, within her fragile existence.
In the matter of a few minutes, Stefan pushed his back against the emergency room door of Mystic Falls Community Hospital. It opened easily. He stepped through and began to search the large room, scanning faces in his quest to locate Doctor Fell. He didn't even know if she was working tonight. If he had to, he'd put some of his own blood into a syringe and inject Elena himself.
The place was busy and no one noticed him standing in the corner with Elena Gilbert draped over his arms. He was about to grab someone's attention when Meredith Fell appeared from behind a curtain surrounding one of the several beds lined up against the left wall.
The easy smile brightening her pretty face faded as soon as she set eyes on him. Turning her head, she told the nurse she would return in a few minutes and then stalked over to Stefan.
"I need your help." He quietly pleaded, once again feeling the hounds of panic biting at his heels.
Doctor Fell's frown deepened as she grabbed the stethoscope draped around her neck. Putting the earpieces in her ears, she placed two fingers over the would-be pulse in Elena's left wrist. After laying the chest piece over Elena's heart, she stilled, listening. A few seconds was all it took, her attention gravitating back to Stefan's face. "How long has she been like this?"
"I don't know…fifteen minutes?" The look of unabashed concern shadowing Meredith's expression caused Stefan's apprehension to magnify, his gut twisting into a hard knot. Despair joined the anxiety as he gazed down into the ashen face of the woman he would love for the rest of his life. A faint note of the mounting desolation entered his voice when he moved his focus back to Doctor Fell. "You've got to do something. Inject her with some of my blood…something."
"Come with me." Shoving the stethoscope into a pocket of her lab coat, Meredith pivoted on her heel and started walking toward a door on the far wall of the room leading further inside the hospital. Stefan followed quickly.
Once in the hallway, Doctor Fell indicated that they go left. Stefan trailed her down the deserted corridor until they reached another door at the end of the walkway. Behind the metal barrier was a staircase.
The dank odor of neglect invaded Stefan's nostrils as he stepped into the stairwell; and he balked at the familiarity of the stench. It reminded him too much of the cells beneath the boarding house, and a foreboding shudder rippled through his body. He didn't like this. Not one damn bit. They were wasting precious time.
"Where the hell are we going?" He impatiently insisted as he pulled Elena closer to his chest.
"Hurry, Stefan." A marked urgency marred Meredith's tone, but she offered no explanation as she descended the stairs.
Stefan allowed her to lead him forward even as every cell in his brain objected. Something wasn't right about the situation, a profound misgiving gnawing at his insides. But at this point, he had no alternative but to trust her.
At the bottom of the stairs Doctor Fell held open another metal door, and Stefan went through it. Meredith indicated the corridor directly in front of them with a nod. At the end of the dimly lit hallway was a set of swinging doors.
The ominous tension refused to release Stefan as he approached the entrance. On the wall to the right of the doors was an elongated patch of what looked to be old, yellowed, dried glue. As if a sign that had once hung there was now missing.
Doctor Fell pushed back one of the doors. "In here."
Stefan hesitated a moment before crossing the threshold into the darkened room, suddenly overwhelmed by the erratic belief that entering the space would forever change his life, a final consequence etched in stone. The stinging fumes of formaldehyde assaulted his senses when he entered, burning his eyes and throat. The dread intensified, his jaw tightening against the fear fighting to overtake him.
"Where are we?" He asked, even as an eerie recognition solidified in his mind.
"The hospital morgue." Meredith's low voice resonated from behind him, a dim light abruptly dispersing the blackness.
He flinched when the unexpected brightness struck his vision. But it was the odious conformation that took him aback, a brutal lash across the heart, a disarming kick to the gut.
This is wrong. Elena shouldn't be in this place.
Stefan's chest began to constrict with the pressure of an inescapable certainty. He struggled to move the air in and out of his lungs as the demoralizing veracity weighed him down.
Doctor Fell rejoined him as his stood just inside the doorway and pointed to one of the stark steel tables scattered about the unfriendly room. "Put her here, Stefan."
"No." Holding Elena closer, he backed away from the repulsive object as if it were engulfed in flame. "You've got to do something. Help her…please."
"There's nothing I can do, Stefan." A genuine sympathy resonated in Meredith's quiet voice. "She's gone. She's…dead."
"No." Denial his only path to sanity, he shook his head, unwilling…unable to believe. "No!" He buried his face in the soft, brown hair laying against Elena's neck as he whispered. "I won't let you go."
But the bleak truth loomed before him like a massive barrier of granite, too high to get over, too deep to break through. It walled him in, forcing him to face the devastating reality. He could no longer turn away from it, no longer run from it.
She's…dead. He heard the revolting words again.
There was no way to hold back the anguish now. It swept over him in an unchecked torrent, crashing against his heart, submerging his soul, causing his knees to buckle with the malevolent force. The will to continue his existence floundered in the rising sorrow, a profuse numbness spreading through him.
"Stefan…you need to put her down…over here."
The words drifted to him from somewhere far off in the distance as a gentle influence tugged on one of his shirt sleeves in an attempt to draw him forward. Blinking over the water standing in his eyes, he lifted his head and sluggishly did as the soft voice commanded, his deadened mind scarcely able to coordinate the movement of his muscles, the disabling misery momentarily robbing him of any desire to object.
He placed Elena on one of the metal tables as if she were rare crystal, slowly…gently. Through the blurring tears, he took her in. She was still, so heartbreakingly still. But her beauty continued to radiate. Soft ebony hair. Smooth flawless skin. Full perfect lips. Her beauty was there to see, but somehow muted. Sleeping Beauty, but no…not sleeping.
As he gazed down on her, Stefan finally allowed himself to see her…in this moment…in this reality, and the picture did nothing but magnify the agony pulsing through his every fiber. It terrified him. It enraged him.
He ran unsteady fingers down her velvet cheek and across her supple mouth. His reason for existing lay before him cold, lifeless…dead. Caustic bile rumbled in his stomach as his brow furrowed in furious disgust.
Dead. Elena is dead.
He shut his eyes, all at once incapable of perceiving the beautiful…the horrifying sight.
There was nothing left…nothing. He was lost, adrift in an ocean of sorrow and doubt, his precious compass torn from him, leaving him to wander directionless, hopeless. What to do? Where to go? How to survive? Why survive?
"There's something you should know, Stefan."
The low, distant voice again sifted through painful numbness, and when the words finally registered, he opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Doctor Fell.
"When Jeremy brought her in yesterday, she was in very bad shape. Much worse than I let on. She was dying and needed some very specialized care. The kind that we aren't prepared to give here. There was no time to get her where she needed to be, so I…I…."
"What?" A sudden throbbing in his head caused him to stumble back a step as an unthinkable possibility splintered his brain. "You what?" Stefan's adamant, raised tone bounced off the white walls of the morgue.
"She's got vampire blood in her system, Stefan."
For a brief second an odd sort of joy washed over Stefan. She wasn't really dead. She would come back to him. He hadn't lost her.
'I don't want to be a vampire, Stefan. I never wanted to be one.'
Out of nowhere, Elena's tearful declaration rang in Stefan's head, and his subtle euphoria vanished, a relentless shame overcoming him, thick, black, brutal. What had he done? How could he have let this happen?
"Oh…God…please no."
The crippling guilt wracked his body, a physical pounding through his chest. Its steely fingers pierced his flesh, shattering the bone that lay beneath to wrap a ruthless fist around his heart. An abrupt jolt ripped the organ from his body, leaving him stripped bare, his life force oozing from the gaping wound, desolate, destroyed. Actuality couldn't have been more horrific, more excruciating.
He'd done this to her. He was the reason she was here in this gruesome place, the reason she would become the one thing she never wanted to be. His weakness had betrayed her…his abhorrent, vile weakness.
Turning his back on Elena and Doctor Fell, Stefan hugged his stomach and leaned forward as a fresh, overwhelming wave of nausea rolled through him. He was successful in his fight to keep the sickness at bay, but his equilibrium faltered, his body swaying with the violent assault.
A metallic dragging sound hit Stefan's ears before something pushed against the back of his legs. "You better sit down before you fall down." Doctor Fell offered him a seat.
He took the advice, slowly pivoting the swiveling lab chair to face Elena's body. As much as it pained him to see her like this, he could not leave her. And when she woke up, he would be here. He would always be here…beside her, if she would have him.
"I'll leave you alone with her. No one will disturb you down here." Meredith placed a compassionate hand on Stefan's shoulder, giving a gentle, encouraging squeeze before she left the morgue.
Stefan's sight gravitated from Elena's body to get lost in the blurred scene before him, the intolerable grief…the paralyzing shame holding him in a malicious grip. Tears hovered in his eyes as he waited for his precious Elena to come back to him.
He couldn't even begin to comprehend her devastation when she discovered what happened. The misery suffered for her lost humanity. The helpless anger endured for her stolen mortality. The encompassing heartbreak she would experience over her hijacked future. They would all befall her, but how would she withstand them? A muscle tightened in Stefan's jaw as his heart began to ache for her.
Would she hate him? After everything he'd done over the last several month, she'd never lost faith in him, never stopped loving him. And he loved her all the more for her steadfast commitment to him, even as he knew he in no way deserved it. But now…after this? His frailty had cost her the one thing she held most dear. Could she tolerate him after this?
Forgive me, Elena. Please…forgive me.
And as the unrelenting guilt and sadness continued to toss him about in a merciless, vicious surge of emotion, the morbid silence in the room was shattered by Elena's sudden sharp intake of air.


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