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Create A Strong Content Marketing Strategy
Writing a quantity of content is the easy part. Anyone can simply churn out a bunch of copy. The challenge is creating quality content that appeals to the right audiences and knowing what you hope to achieve with the content.
A key part of creating a content strategy is first having a handle on what your brand is known for. It can be tough if you operate with the concept of being a "jack of all trades."
Try to focus on your primary areas of expertise and develop your content around these core areas. Once you have that down, think about how to break down those larger areas into topics you can discuss in your blogs, articles, videos, and white papers.
And keep these following points in mind:
What's your packaging?
Have you thought about how users will absorb your content? That determines the best ways for you to package it. Some users may want to sit down at their desktops and go through a 2,000 word article. Others may prefer to absorb content on the go and read a 200-word update on their mobile phone while waiting in line. This also has to do with your audience's learning style. If you're not sure of their preferred method of learning, you will want to package your content in several different ways. If your content is instructional, create a 5-minute video or podcast to go along with it. You could also trying working the written content into an infographic if it can visually explain your main points well.
Is your content recent and relevant?
If your topic area is constantly changing, are you keeping up with those changes with your site's content? From experience, Google Analytics is a tough area for writing and presenting on specific content because of the number of changes. There are some things that are constant, such as creating goals in analytics with your business KPIs in mind. There are also some significant changes such as classic to universal analytics, or use of the Google Tag Manager, that necessitates staying current if this is a topic you write on. If you are tackling an area that changes regularly, make sure you address these changes in your content so readers know you are current.
Do you have a good grasp of your resources?
When I talk to clients who want to start a blog, I suggest they start it quietly by having their team contribute to it privately. After a month or so of creating content, they can look back and decide if it was easy to find the time and topics to write on. If it was easy to manage, then it is time to launch it publicly. If the team had very long days getting blog content and it is a stressful process, then it may not be time. Another strategy could be to outsource the writing. Remember though, that you often get what you pay for. If your offer to freelancers is $1 for 500 words (and yes, I have seen that!), the content you get is probably a cut and paste from another site or just poorly written. Remember, these freelancers are representing your brand. Beyond the writing, it is having the resources to do the measurement. Is there a team member with at least a rudimentary knowledge of Google Analytics? Do they know how to measure results and use the data to make smart decisions? You need constantly evaluate your content's performance so you can adjust accordingly.
How are you managing it?
A very simple way to lay out the details of your content strategy is to use Google Docs.
With a Google spreadsheet, you can note the topic, type, author, and date for every piece of content. Since Docs can be shared in the cloud, it is a great solution when your team is spread out. Everyone knows who is responsible for what and when. You can use the same place to record metrics, such as number of views and comments on content, as well as whether it leads to a conversion. Each month, the team can review these numbers and make changes for content in the future.
Content can be a tough thing to work on since there is so much of it already out there. However, to stay relevant, current, and competitive, it is important to demonstrate your expertise and content is what helps you do that.


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|By Jeff The Hippie
|More from Jeff The Hippie
|Humor, Action/Adventure
|"It's too late for him. He's dead weight. Let's go!"
Aang to Katara about Sokka sleeping in
|MTV Cribs: Air Nomad Edition!
|Chapter information
|Written by
Jeff The Hippie
|Release date
October 2, 2011
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"Aang," said Katara as she woke. "How long have you been awake?"
He opened one eye. "A few hours." he responded. Then he closed his eye.
He opened it again. "I only require six hours of sleep every night."
"What are you doing?"
"I'm meditating, and it's a quite difficult thing to do when someone's talking to you."
"Oh," she said. "Well, we're going soon, so-"
Aang jumped from the ground excitedly. "Then let's get going!"
"But Sokka isn't even awake yet!" she shouted.
"It's too late for him. He's dead weight. Let's go!"
Reluctantly, Aang waited for Sokka to wake up.
Meanwhile, with Zuko...
"Uncle," said Zuko as he stepped off the ship. "I want the repairs made as soon as possible."
"Zuko, you should rest." said Iroh.
"I don't need rest." he said darkly. "I need the Avatar." His eyes went wide and he covered his mouth.
"What is it, Prince Zuko?"
"No one can know he lives."
His uncle thought that over for a few seconds. "But Zuko, that makes so sense. Of course the Avatar lives. He cannot die. He just gets reincarnated."
"Hello, Prince Zuko." said a tall man, butting into the conversation.
"Captain Zhao." said Zuko.
"Commander..." he corrected. "So, what brings you to my harbor?"
"The ship needs to be repaired." said Iroh.
Zhao looked the ship over. "Yes, I see... So, what happened?"
"We crashed." Iroh said.
"Is that so?" He turned to Zuko. "So, who beat you up?"
Zuko turned pale. "You must share with me all the details over a drink. Zhao and Iroh were already leaving, so Zuko had no choice but to follow.
And back to the kids...
"I'm starving!" moaned Sokka, holding his stomach. "What happened to all the food?"
"Why don't you ask your gut?" asked Aang. "I've heard he's been hoarding it all for himself."
Katara giggled. "Oh yeah?!" he replied. "Well your... Afro is big."
Aang just stared at him for a moment. "Thanks, Captain Obvious. Maybe next you can teach us how to breath." he said as he began fixing his hair, realizing he had forgotten to that morning.
"We're almost there." said Aang.
"Aang," Katara began. "I just want to to be prepared for what you might see."
"Uh-huh," he said nodding. "Go on."
"Well... It's just that... The Fire Nation-"
"Oh, don't worry about that, Katara." Aang said. "I already know what happened to my people."
"You mean you know that your people were... Killed?"
Aang laughed hard, then regained his composure. "Uh, sorry..." he said. "It's just funny that you'd think that."
Both Sokka and Katara stared at him. "Aang," she said. "You do realize that no one has seen an Airbender in a long time, right?"
"That's funny, Katara. I thought you were the optimistic one in the group."
"Sokka laughed loudly. "Ha-ha! It's funny cause it's true." She gave him a dry look and continued.
"Well, what do you think happened to them?"
"Elementary, my dear Watson," he began. "You make a good point. While I do agree that it is rather foolish to believe in something that you can't see without some concrete evidence or theory of why you cannot see said thing, I do have a theory. You see, you can't get there without a flying bison, a creature of which they have none. Therefore, the notion that the Fire Nation could have possibly wiped out the rest of the nomads is rather absurd. Now, the reason no one has seen an Airbender in such a long time is because due to the day-to-day danger of simply being an Airbender that they would face, they need to hide in their respective temples for most of the war. I mean, I was gone for quite a while, but I was still here. Besides, we're mostly peaceful-" He looked at Sokka. "unless you disrespect us, so we wouldn't want much to do with the war anyway."
"Pfft. Figures," said Sokka. "Leave it to the cowardly Air Nomads to turn their backs on the world during the biggest war ever just to save themselves."
Aang turned and stared at him. Then he took off his belt and snapped it. Sokka jumped him fear. If you were there you could see it in his eyes. "Next time you disrespect my people, this belt won't be crackin' against nothing."
"Whatever," said Sokka, as if he hadn't just jumped six feet in the air out of fear not ten seconds ago.
"As I was saying," Aang said as he returned to his explanation. "I'm sure, however, that every now and again they go out to take out a Fire Navy ship or something."
Then, it came into view: the Southern Air Temple in all of its glory.
"Come on baby," he began to sing. "Baby don't 'cha want to go? Come on baby, baby don't 'cha want to go? Back to the land of California or sweet home Chicago?"
"What's that song?" asked Katara.
He thought for a moment. "I don't know."
Meanwhile, Zuko, Iroh, and Zhao talk about things and stuff...
"So, how is your search for the Avatar coming?" asked Zhao.
"We haven't found him yet." replied Zuko.
"Did you really expect to? The Avatar died a hundred years ago along with the rest of the Airbenders... Unless you've found some evidence that he's alive."
Zuko's eyes began darting around the room. "W-... Well... Of-of course the Avatar is alive!" he said,m a bit too loud. "The Avatar can't die, he just gets reincarnated. We should be looking for a Waterbender!"
They both got quiet. "But... Other than that we've found nothing."
"Is that so?" asked Zhao.
"Yes. Come on, uncle. We're leaving." Zhao's guards wouldn't allow it.
"Commander Zhao!" said the snitch. "We interrogated the crew as you instructed. They confirmed that Zuko had the Avatar in custody but let him escape."
"Now, remind me," said Zhao slyly. "How was your ship damaged?"
And back to the Avatar crew...
"I'm starving!" complained Sokka.
"Would you please be quiet?" asked Aang. "I'm sure the nomads will feed us. I'm pretty tight with them, ya know."
"They better, or else I'll have to eat my own hand!"
"I wouldn't do that if I were you. It probably wouldn't taste very good with all the touching yourself you do."
As usual, Katara laughed and Sokka got pissed off. "Shut up." he replied.
"Nice comeback. Did you write that yourself?"
They continued walking.
"Hey, look!" Aang shouted as he sped off. It took forever for Katara and Sokka to catch up.
"What?" asked Katara once she finally caught up.
He pointed. "That's where my friends and I used to play air ball." He pointed again. "And that's where we would play tennis." Then he got quiet. "I wonder where they are now..."
"So, uh, how'd those games work?" asked Sokka.
Aang got a bit happier. "Well, tennis was kinda boring. Ya had to hit the ball with your hand, and the game could go on forever. I wasn't even very good. But air ball, that was something else."
Aang and Sokka played a few games and Aang creamed him. "Good game, man," said Aang. "Maybe next time we'll have a competition to see who can catch more fish."
Of course, Katara and Sokka didn't hear him. They were too focused on the Fire Nation Helmet right behind him.
"Well, let's get going." Aang said as he began to turn around. Katara quickly ran in front of him.
"Katara," he said gently. "What are you doing?"
"Just, uh, standing here." she awkwardly responded.
"Uh-huh," he said. "But ya see, I'm the only one who knows how this place operates, so I think it'd make a lot more sense for me to be in front."
She dropped some snow on the place and moved out of the way.
"Hey guys, check it out," Aang said. He was actually smiling for two and a half seconds, then went back to normal. "This is a statue of Monk Gyatso. He was my mentor. You could ask him anything and he'd have the answer."
"Ah, Aang!" said the cheerful monk. "What is it that you need?"
Aang bowed to him. "Hello, Gyatso. I need some information."
"Well, go on."
"Well... I was wondering about these visions I keep getting. I have know clue what they mean!"
Gyatso smiled. "Aang, the Avatar always gets unexplainable visions. It's only natural for you. You'll never understand what they mean." After saying that, he realized Aang was still unsettled about the visions. "If it makes you feel any better, you can tell me about them. We have a list of visions from former Airbending Avatars right here." He grabbed a large book and gave Aang a hand motion telling him to begin speaking.
"Let's see..." he closed his eyes and thought for a moment. "Ronald Reagan hates black people... Nixon loves war, being an idiot and is, in fact, a crook... Bush also loves war and being an idiot... MTV and BET both suck... Michele Bachmann's husband is gay... Billy Mays is the king of the universe." He opened his eyes. "Anything match up?"
The monk flipped through his book and shook his head. "Nope," he said. "Sorry."
"Well what did some people say?"
"Let's see..." said Gyatso as he flipped through the book. "The most common are as follows. 'Elvis is the greatest ever', 'Jesus rules', 'war brings peace', 'the Vietnam war was a good idea', and 'Bush totally had a plan for when we went into all of those Middle Eastern countries and also wasn't really high when he decided to do so'."
"They sound like a bunch of Republicans to me."
"Okay, bad example." Aang said. He bowed to the statue and walked away.
"Where are you going?" asked Katara.
"To the Air Temple Sanctuary." he dryly replied. "I gotta meet a guy."
Sokka and Katara ran to catch up to him. "But Aang," Katara began. "There's no way someone could have survived in there for a hundred years.
"There you go again," he said. "Not being optimistic. Besides, maybe it was a metaphor. And even if it wasn't, maybe he/she found a way to survive like I did."
"Ha!" laughed Sokka as the approached the door. "Do you really think there's anyone else stupid enough to freeze themselves?!"
Aang stared him down. "Sokka, it's been quite a while since I've needed to hit you. Let's not ruin this wonderful friendship."
Aang stopped. He took a deep breath in, and blew the doors open.
"And that's how you get it done." he said as he walked in.
"Man," said Sokka. "Those doors sure are big."
"Maybe they expected Andre the Giant to stop by." said Aang.
Aang thought for a moment. "Never mind."
Back to Zuko getting his balls busted...
"So, a twelve year old bested you and your Firebenders." said Zhao.
"I underestimated him once," said Zuko. "It won't happen again."
Blah, blah, blah. You guys know what happens next, and frankly, I'm getting bored writing it. Zhao says Zuko can't hunt the Avatar anymore. Zuko gets pissed. Zhao gets more pissed. Zuko gets even more pissed. Zhao exits (like a boss). Zuko kicks a table. Iroh asks for tea to usher in comic relief. Now we can get back to the entertaining part. You're welcome.
"Who are these people?" asked Katara, looking at all of them in splendor.
"Take a wild guess." replied Aang, staring at the last statue. She shrugged her shoulders. "Try to recognize the pattern."
"Duh!" yelled Aang in a stupid voice. "Ya think so?" He quickly realized that his comment had offended her. "Come on," he attempted to explain. "I was just kidding." She turned her back and walked away. Goddammit, he thought. Now I feel like an ass. He awkwardly began fixing his afro, avoiding eye contact with anyone.
"Man," he said. "All my past lives."
"Ha-ha-ha," Sokka chuckled. "You actually believe that stuff?"
Aang stared at him for a moment, as that was one of the dumbest things Sokka had said up to that point. "Of course I do, dummy." he replied. "You do realize that reincarnation has been proven, right? Why do you think the Avatar keeps coming back?" Sokka walked away, knowing that he'd lost the debate.
Aang turned to the last statue again. "Avatar Roku." he said, bowing. "My closest sibling."
"How'd you know his name?" asked Katara, clearly still angry.
Aang shrugged. "It's in my blood."
Eek! they heard suddenly from the doors. They all turned, ready to fight, but found only a lemur.
"Food!" shouted Sokka. The animal's giant ears perked up and it ran off.
"Let's get some dinner!" Aang said, mouth watering.
"No way, Aang. I'm not letting you... Wait, did you say you want to eat the lemur?!"
"Well yeah. We don't have anything else to eat. Besides, I bet it tastes like chicken."
Sokka was astonished. "Oh, my bad. I'm not used to you agreeing with me."
"Look Sokka, I love having heart-to-heart conversations with you, but our dinner's getting away. I think we should catch up with it." Then they were off!
Back to the boring part...
"You can't compete with me!" said Zhao powerfully. "I have hundreds of war ships under my command, and your just a banished prince. No home, no allies. Your own father doesn't even want you."
"You're wrong!" blasted Zuko. "Once I deliver the Avatar to my father he will welcome me home with honor and restore my place on the throne."
"If your father really wanted you home he would've let you return by now; Avatar or no Avatar. But in his eyes you are a failure and a disgrace to the Fire Nation."
"That's not true!"
"You have the scar to prove it."
"Maybe you'd like one to match!"
"Is that a challenge?"
"An Agni Kai at sunset."
"Very well. It's a shame your father won't be here to watch me humiliate you. I guess your uncle will do." After saying that he left.
"Prince Zuko," said his uncle. "Have you forgotten what happened last time you dueled a master?"
"... I will never forget."
Meanwhile, Aang and Sokka continue the lemur hunt...
And then I'll fry him up, thought Aang as he ran around in search of the meal on legs. Mmm. Cover him in some extra spicy hot sauce. Mmmm. So greasy and unhealthy and good!
"Come on out, supper monkey!" he called out. "I promise you'll be the tastiest monkey to ever be drowned in hot sauce, fried to a crunchy crisp, drowned in hot sau-"
He stopped dead in his tracks. His mouth fell silent. His eyes burst wide open. His mind went blank. In front of him lie the skeletons of at least two dozen Firebenders. He tried to form words, and even thoughts, but nothing happened. All he could do was look. Then, as his eyes bounced around the room like a ricocheting bullet, he finally came upon the body against the wall. It was Gyatso. He fell to his knees in anger and weakness. His burnt hands were balled in fists of rage.
"So, how's the dinner hunt coming?" asked Sokka as he walked in to the room. Then he noticed Aang holding back tears. "What's wrong, Aang? Did you find a mirror in here and realize how stupid your hair and outfit look?" When Aang didn't come back with something clever, he looked around and found the old, decayed skeletons.
"Aang, don't be-" Sokka stopped mid sentence because Aang's arrows (which had been mostly hidden at that point thanks to his afro and jacket) began to glow!
Meanwhile, in the Avatar room with Katara...
The statues' eyes began to glow!
Meanwhile, around the world...
The statues' eyes began to glow!
Aang stood up, creating a whirlwind around himself.
"We need to calm him down!" Katara shouted over the winds as she trudged toward him.
Meanwhile, the Agni Kai is underway...
Both Zhao and Zuko stared at each other, waiting for the other to strike first. Then Zuko began to spam him with fire balls. Zhao dodged each one with ease, then shot a gigantic blast of fire into the sky. With Zuko distracted, Zhao shot a massive fire ball, needless to say, knocking him down hard. When Zuko rose he was met by several other fire balls, again knocking him down. As you could guess, Zuko was in a lot of pain. In fact, he was still hurting from his fight with the Avatar. Zhao jumped high in the air above Zuko. His fist was drawn back to shoot a blast of fire at him. Zuko's eyes went wide in terror. He threw his legs in the air frantically and shot a fire blast at him. Caught completely off guard by the attack, Zhao was unable to block the attack and was blown back far. He landed on his feet, but was clearly shaken. Zuko jumped to his feet and sent a giant fire blast at him. He followed that fire blast all the way to the commander. Zhao may have been prepared for the original blast, but was nowhere near ready for the barrage of point-blank fire balls and blasts that followed it. With his last blast he knocked Zhao into a wall. He fell on his face. Zhao was out of breath and wouldn't get up. Zuko had won.
"Come on, uncle," he said. "Let's get going."
Zhao got up and attempted to blast Zuko, but Iroh shot the biggest fire blast ever at him, sending him into the wall again. This time he didn't try anything.
"Now we can go."
Back to Aang's rampage...
"Aang!" yelled Katara. He couldn't hear her. The wind was moving too fast. She was still trying, but she knew it was no use. She couldn't even hear herself at that point.
Suddenly, the ground began to shake. It was only mild at its beginning, but quickly became extremely dangerous. Sokka and Katara were scared, considering the whole place could crash to earth like a game of Jenga. Then the floor began to brake open. Only about two minutes after the ground beneath them broke open did lava begin to flow from the cracks! The siblings got the hint and climbed on top of some things to stay safe. After another two minutes, large, dark clouds formed in the sky. Rain poured down and thunder and lightning boomed above them.
After three minutes of that, Aang let out a soul shattering, teeth rattling, ear splitting scream. Then everything quickly went back to normal (whatever that world means in a world where people can control the elements and live to be well over one hundred years old). The rain ceased. The clouds left. The lava returned to the earth. The ground stopped shaking. And finally, the wind went back to its original state.
Aang fell to earth and opened his eyes to bare witness to the destruction and wreckage of the land he had created through his anger. Without saying anything, he opened his glider and left.
About a minute later in Aang's old room...
"In spite of all the danger," he sang from behind his guitar. "Spite of all that may be. I'll do anything for you, anything you want me to, if you'll be true to me. In spite of all the heartache that you may cause me-"
"Hey Aang." said Katara softly as she entered his room.
"Oh... Hey." he said as he walked toward his window.
"That's a really nice song," she said as she walked toward him. "Did you write it?"
"No," he said aggressively. "And before you ask, I don't know who did write it either."
"Well, you sang and played it very well."
"Thanks," he said as he fixed his hair. "But it's only three simple chords."
They were both quiet for a moment. "Katara, I'm sorry for... Back there. You wouldn't under stand."
They both sat down on his bed. "But Aang," she said looking him in the eyes even though he clearly didn't want her to. "I do. My mother was taken by the Fire Nation." They both looked at each other for a while. That is until Aang realized the lemur had made its way into his room.
"Hey there, little guy." he said gently as he approached it. "Aren't you a stupid little lemur?"
After that, Katara, Aang, and the lemur walked to Sokka who was on Appa's back.
"You caught our food!" Sokka said as he jumped off of Appa's back and ran to Aang. Aang simply held out two fingers and jabbed him in the stomach. "What was that for?!" he asked angrily.
"We're not eating him." he firmly stated. "He's my pet, and a member of our team."
Sokka stared at him like a mad-man. "But he haven't eaten in days!" he argued.
"Hey, the eat-your-own-hand idea is still on the table." Katara giggled. Sokka grunted and moaned the entire walk back to Appa.
"So Aang," said Katara. "What's his name gonna be?"
"Well," Aang began. "He's clearly stupid, considering he came back to his predator who was once going to eat him. Therefore, he should have the name of a stupid person."
"But Aang, we already have a Sokka in our group."
"Hey!" shouted Sokka.
"Nah," said Aang. "It needs to be even dumber." He pondered it for the rest of the walk. Then it came to him! "He'll be called Bill O'Reilly!"
"Ya know what?" asked Aang. "Even though Gyatso's dead, at least he left his mark on the corrupt Fire Nation. Gyatso was fightin' the power 'til the bitter end."
"What do you mean?" asked Katara.
"All around him was a bunch of skeletons of Fire Nation soldiers. That's the definition of badass."
"Yeah, I guess you're right." she said happily.
"Plus, it's not even that bad that we didn't find any Airbenders. I know they're out there. Now I have something to do. In fact, I've got a list: find a brotha, find some Afro Sheen, and find an Airbender. Then I'll be complete."
"...And master all of the elements, defeat the Fire Lord, and usher in an era of peace, right?" asked Katara.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Right. That too." He looked to the moon. "Well, it's time for bed, I guess." Then he looked at Bill O'Reilly and took off his belt. "Here, take this. If he-" he pointed at Sokka. "starts to stare at you, just hit him a couple of times with this. He'll leave you alone after that."
- This is the second time Aang references Sherlock Holmes with the "Elementary," line (even though, again, he never actually said it).
- Did anyone get the subtle joke when Aang said the whole thing about "While I do agree that it is rather foolish" thing?
- The song Aang was singing when the Air Temple came into sight was Robert Johnson's 'Sweet Home Chicago'.
- I said the thing about them playing tennis because the game was invented by French monks. It was originally played with a person's bare hand, but they realized it was too painful, so they started using rackets.
- The song Aang was singing in his room was "In Spite of All the Danger" by the Quarrymen, who would later to go on to become the Beatles. It was the first and only professional recording the Quarrymen ever made (with a cover of Buddy Holly's 'That'll Be the Day' on the other side of the record). I picked the song because it's a sad sounding song (especially if you've seen 'Nowhere Boy').
- Bill O'Reilly is a very stupid man.
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The Final Iteration
Chapter 1: Lord Luke
The apartment was still, warm, and slighty stuffy. It was as dark as night ever got on Coruscant, with the endless lights of buildings, air vehicles, and billboards outside filtering around the edges of the curtains. Muffled sounds of air traffic vibrated softly through the transparisteel window.
Luke looked around muzzily. He must have gotten up out of a dream. Or, no. This apartment had weapons displayed on the walls. It was still furnished to Mara's taste. He felt confused, then wondered why he was confused.
Mara slept peacefully in their rumpled bed. Her chest rose and fell gently with her breathing.
Luke froze and stared, scarcely daring to breathe.
Grief, relief, love, a thousand shattered dreams, and one perfect moment. Luke clamped down on the mind-shout. Only a tiny wave of it got past his shields.
Mara stirred and turned uneasily in her sleep. Her hair, its color stolen by the shadows, fell across her face as she curled toward the place where Luke should have been.
Slowly, he took one step forward. He almost expected wooden floorboards to creak and give him away, although he knew this Coruscanti tower was built of no such thing. Mara did not wake up.
He took another slow, careful step. Then another. Should he try to lie down beside his wife? She might wake up, and then who knew how this would all turn out. She might vanish into a puff of cloud like the fairies of Craickmore 8. But she might not, and he might be able to hold her again, and look on her with his own real eyes, not the eyes of Force-visions only.
She might wake up and smile at him, and hold him one more time. But for some reason he knew that was not going to happen. Even though he had no specific memories or visions of this particular night. There was something wrong.
Whatever it was, it would arrive in its own time. For now, he had one perfect moment, after another perfect moment. One perfect hour. For however long it stretched. Time was elastic for him now. He could not remember why.
Mara. She was really here. Well, why wouldn't she be here? They lived here. Didn't they?
Didn't they?
Mara was alive.
Luke gasped out loud as the memory took him. A memory of finding Mara's body on some rocky, deserted world; but Ben had found her first, and he wept, cradling his mother's corpse.
No, not memory. Vision. It had to be a vision. So he could still prevent it. Couldn't he?
Mara! Mara was alive!
Mara woke up. She rubbed her eyes and said, "Luke? What's wrong? You're back early." Then she sat up in bed and gestured to the curtain, throwing it back with the Force, to let in the light from the traffic stream outside. Aircar lights streamed across Luke's face. Mara screamed.
"What? What?" Luke said, panicking with her panic, jerking his face from side to side, looking for some adversary.
Mara jumped out of bed and called her lightsaber, activating it without looking as she charged straight at him, the blade describing a perfect arc in the dimness.
Luke ducked and backed up, and tripped on the unexpected hem of a cape. He did not try to pop cleverly to his feet or pull his own saber to defend himself. This was not their usual game of stalk and pounce; the feelings pouring off of Mara were dark with fear and outrage, not the sly, amused arousal that he would expect if Mara were just playing with him.
"What are you doing?" Luke whined. "Mara!" Her name had the longing of years behind it. Years, stretching out in front and behind and to the side, as if time were a ball field marked off by merely arbitrary lines. Years, years of grief, years of peace, years of darkness and revenge, years of resolute brittle strength, years and years and tears long since shed and fallen to the ground.
The sense of her name in the Force stopped Mara cold. She squatted over him in the blue-white light of the weapon that had once been Luke's, and that had once been Anakin Skywalker's. She held it up to his face like a glowrod, moving it slightly to examine his features.
Luke shied from it and flattened back against the floor, making no move of defense.
"Who are you?" Mara leaned forward, reaching one hand across him to lean on, enclosing him. The gesture could have been possessive and intimate, but it came across as merely convenient. Mara moved the lightsaber to within a centimeter of his face, studying him closely. The intense light made him squint like the Tatooine moisture farmer he had once been.
"What do you mean, who am I? I'm Luke."
"You're an old man. And you have tattoos like a Dark Lord of the Sith out of the Golden Age."
"Oh. That. Um. I can explain that. I think."
"Explain quickly, Dark Lord."
"Well, it's – complicated. And a very long story. Why don't I just show you? Look, I'm open to you. I've dropped my shields. Look into my mind."
Cautiously, Mara extended a mental tendril. Her eyebrows rose as she found no shields at all, not even the normal unconscious shields that even non-Force users usually possessed. Whoever, whatever he was, he was clearly willingly allowing her entry to his mind.
She explored the contours of the landscape within. Luke winced a couple of times as Mara pushed a little on some closed off areas. Finally she deactivated the lightsaber and stuck it through the waistband of her pajamas.
Luke sighed in relief, but stopped mid-sigh as Mara abruptly grabbed him and rolled him over. Mara extended a hand as she opened a drawer with the Force and a coil of rope flew into it.
"Hey!" Luke objected. "Not that I don't love this game, Mara, but somehow I don't think you're playing right now."
"Shut up, Sith." Mara tied his hands behind him with shock-cord.
"I showed you my mind! Can't you see it's me?"
"I see that you sincerely believe that you're Luke. That doesn't mean you really are. I think you're a clone. An evil Sith clone."
"A clone?" Luke scoffed. "You said I looked older than you expected. Why would a clone be older than the original?"
"I don't know," Mara said. She pulled him to his feet with an assist from Force levitation, and added menacingly, "But I'm going to find out."
Casually, she flicked on the lights in the room with the Force, using it to subtly press a button. She frisked him professionally, never letting go of his arm, never touching the shock cord, or letting him get his balance, in a way that left no doubt she had once been trained in Imperial commando tactics. She relieved him of the weapon at his belt.
The taste of her emotions in the Force grew sharp and dangerous as she examined it. "This is Luke's lightsaber! What have you done with him?"
Mara wheeled him around and deposited him in a chair, which thumped back against the desk behind it. She looked like she was contemplating using the lightsaber as a truncheon.
Trying to stay calm and reasonable, Luke said, "Of course I'm wearing Luke's lightsaber. I'm Luke."
In an instant Mara had both lightsabers out and lit, pointing them at either side of Luke's head. "You Sith bastard. Where's Luke?"
Luke looked more hurt than frightened as he looked up at her. "Why can't you see in my mind that there's only me? I'm still open."
Mara moved the lightsabers to a less threatening position, out and pointed mostly down. "You are open. Through all that, you never raised your shields," Mara said softly, and her Force-aura lightened in contemplative probing. "And I can sense how powerful you are."
"It's me. It's me, Mara. Look into my mind."
Mara's voice went sarcastic, which was to say, it returned to normal. "Your mind is a mess, Sith-boy."
"Probably," Luke shrugged. "My memories are all confused. I think I've sorted them into a kind of order, but you being alive falls somewhere in the middle, not at the end where the present should be. I don't really understand myself, yet. But can't you still tell it's me?"
"You are generally, Luke-ish, I suppose. Inside and out. Your mind feels older and well, Sithier, than the Luke I know, just like your face. But you have memory caps."
"I know about that," Luke said calmly. "Please leave it alone. There are so few of the many horrors I've lived that I don't have to remember. Leave that one."
"Not just one. Layers of them, in fact. And there's a broad swath of completely vaped-out black nothing in there. I've only ever sensed anything quite like it in one person. Qwi Xux. You've been mind-rubbed. Badly and violently."
Luke winced. "I actually remember that. Oddly enough."
Since he was still shieldless, when the memory came it played in front of Mara like a holofeature.
Luke, looking much as he did now, his face lined and tattooed, dressed in a black bodysuit and cape like a Sith mercenary, knelt in front of the black iron Spider Throne. The room was full of tattooed Sith Lords. Like Luke, they had the Blackstar tattoo on their foreheads and the columnar lines on their cheeks.
On the throne sat Queen Dije Kun in black snakeskin and the iron Chain of Office, the forehead eight rayed star tattoo, the cheek lines, and the forehead crenellation tattoo of her royalty making her face a mask, and yet there was an odd, stern pity in her eyes.
"How many times have I told you to stop using the Great Machine?" Dije said. She spoke in Ancient Sith, as was her custom in the later part of her rule, when increasing prosperity among her people made her hold even closer to kasenth, and she tried to create luxury out of nothing by decreeing the court language to be the ancient tongue.
"No times, in this timeline," Luke said softly in the same language. He had long since become fluent in both Modern and Ancient Sith, living uncountable years in the court of the Queen in many timelines. "I haven't been here before."
"But it is still you, and it is still me, and I remember. Or, I have seen. Whichever it is. Vision and memory are all one for you, are they not? For me also. For I have seen the dreaming face of Fala, and I am Queen."
Luke bowed his head slightly, not in submission but in resignation. "It is still you. And you are kind and merciful. For a Sith." His mouth quirked slightly as he said it, not in irony but in memory of her as a young Dark Lady out to find a path out of the darkness. "I don't believe that you want to harm me. That is not your way."
"You're right. It's not. But you are still afraid. As well you should be. Drop your shields, Luke."
"What are you going to do?"
"Take away your knowledge of how to find the Great Machine."
There was a soft sound in the room as the courtiers stirred uncomfortably. They had known the Queen was displeased with Lord Luke. They had almost expected her to torture him with Force-lightning, in the traditional way that a Dark Lord dealt with dissatisfying underlings, although no one had ever seen the Queen use the lightning for anything but initiations and combat. And they had all heard the stories of the Queen hunting down her enemies and committing sarav on them in the days before she returned to Sith-ta. They had even heard that she had once committed sarav against Lord Luke himself. But no one now living had ever seen her do it.
"Drop your shields, Luke," Dije repeated. "I have more than enough Sith here to hold you in a suppression field if I have to. This will hurt less if you don't resist."
Even the toughest of the Sith Lords in the room flinched to hear this. Sarav was a terrible crime on Sith-ta. Many thought it was even worse than sar, the physical violation of the body. Her words strongly recalled that sarav was a form of sar. That their gentle Queen could do this to a loyal follower, and one who had once been her teacher, horrified even the Sith.
"I do this as an alternative to killing you, Luke."
"I see," he whispered, nodding. He inhaled a calming breath in the Jedi way. Then he dropped his shields.
Before he could change his mind, Dije knifed into him, cutting at his memories with a practiced surgical precision. It had been decades since her campaign to eradicate the knowledge of how to make the Purple Tears drug, but she had not forgotten how to seek and burn.
Luke shrieked and clutched his head with both hands, his hair standing up between his fingers like stalks of grain in the field ready to be scythed down. He fell over wailing, started to leak tears and was suddenly and terribly embarrassed to cry in front of Dije, for all the terrible old reasons, and curled up around himself and pulled his hood over his head.
As he took a ragged breath, Dije speared one of her subordinate Sith Lords by eye and commanded, "Get him out of here." Then she softened it by saying, "Take him somewhere quiet where he can rest and recover."
The image wavered as Luke remembered the view from near the ground, being picked up in the Force and floated off like a box out of a ship's conveyor belt. The grey expanse of the stone floor, a glimpse of the skin of one of Queen Dije's enemies displayed on a column behind the Spider Throne, a slantwise view of Dije watching him in concern and regret, a snake-headed goddess with her hair in a hundred plaited black ribbons, a stray sparkle of light reflecting off the white jewel in her gauntlet.
Mara took several large breaths as she came back to herself out of Lord Luke's memories. She whispered, "Who are you, really?"
"I'm Luke," he groaned.
"That was no Force vision," Mara said. "That memory had weight. Substance. But it hasn't happened."
"It happened to me," Luke said. "About thirty or forty years from now. I think."
"I'm going to solve the mystery of you," Mara said. "I'm going to peel you back one layer at a time. Whatever you are, I'll figure it out."
"Whatever you need, Mara," Luke said. "Whatever you need to do to convince yourself I'm real, and I'm really me, I'll let you. You said yourself you can feel how powerful I am. I could get out of these restraints any time I want, you know."
Mara nodded. "I think I know that. Yes. I also think you're enjoying it, a little."
"Even the Luke of your time period would have enjoyed that much, if I remember. I was such a wreck when I married you, Mara. Well, I had a right be. Considering my, ah, romantic history. It didn't take you long to figure out I wanted to feel like I wasn't really making choices, when we were together. Too many of my choices had gone wrong."
Mara sighed, and shook her head slightly. "You really feel like Luke, when you think of the past. But… you are a Sith Lord. Aren't you?"
"Yes. Of that much I'm sure."
"Well. How much of the Sith culture have you internalized, Lord Luke?" Mara asked, almost as if talking to herself. "There are things I could never share with my Luke. Things I kept safely buried. Shall we explore your memories and your responses, together, Luke-shaped Sith that you are?"
"If you're trying to ask me if I've learned to enjoy the pleasures of the Sith court, only by proxy. I've seen Sith play, of course. Felt their emanations in the Force. But I've never participated."
"Well then. Perhaps you're curious," Mara suggested, a half sweet, half twisted smile on her face.
"Um, not really. But if that's really what you want. As long as you're here with me. Any moment with you, even in pain, is better than any moment without you, no matter how picture-perfect."
Mara shook her head. "You really love me. Sometimes you're very much like Luke. But you're not my Luke. You're a Sith who looks like him. Who are you?"
"Luke," he insisted.
"No. Lord Luke, perhaps."
Luke shrugged. "As you wish."
"Now. Let's see if we can produce a little more truth. Lord Luke." Mara gestured, and the drawer from which the shock-cord had come opened again.
A packet zipped into her hand. From it, she shook a slender needle. It was not the kind of needle used to inject pharmaceuticals; it had no interior. It was just a tiny metal rod.
Mara paused a moment, in a kind of dark nostalgia. "I once knew all the common pressure points of hundred species. Humans are easy to remember; I had practice."
Luke's saber started to shift in her waistband, and Mara pulled it back out and reactivated it. "Let's start the peeling process with the outer layer, shall we?" She cut away the snakeskin suit, not being too careful about the skin underneath.
The first time he got singed, Luke instinctively drew on the Force to heal and suppress pain, but then he dismissed it a moment later. The next few times, he did not draw on the Force.
Mara finished carving away the protective layer of leather, and carefully sank a needle into a pressure point in his upper arm. He made a noise of protest but sat still and did not call on the Force. With his shields down, Mara could sense the sharp pain wafting off of him.
Mara tilted her head and looked at him sideways, as if trying to get a new perspective on the puzzle. "Why are you intentionally letting yourself feel pain you could suppress? Why are you letting me do this to you?"
"Because you want it," Luke said quietly. In his mind, he added, I love you, Mara. I'm Luke.
Mara heard him clearly. She twirled the needle, and Lord Luke cried out. He did not try to endure in stoic silence; he knew she could feel his reactions in the Force, so there was no point.
Mara took out another needle. She put a finger over the same spot on his other arm, the right one, and traced it down his arm to what should have been a pressure point on the inside of his forearm, just a few centimeters from the shock cord. He did not struggle against the cord, perhaps knowing that Mara had shock cord and that pulling against it would cause it to deliver a shock. Mara inserted the needle in his arm, and he felt nothing.
After a moment, Mara realized it was not a real arm. "You have an artificial hand. Like Luke. The real Luke."
"I am Luke," he said softly.
The memory that came then was one located firmly in the actual past: the searing pain of losing his hand, the terrible fear, the even more searing truth. And the wind. The wind, as levels of Cloud City went by, in a long fall into shadow.
Mara took the two needles out, shaking her head. "I can see that you believe that. But a clone would believe it. Somewhere in your jumbled memories there's got to be a clue to your creators."
"Why do you think torturing me will help sort it out?" Luke asked, so softly she heard it more in her mind than in her ears.
"Maybe I don't!" Mara said sharply. "Maybe this is a drill." She tried to be completely closed off in the Force, but it was hard to do that and still read his mind. She could tell that he knew she had fallen back into a trained habit out of shock at finding a Sith Lord in her bedroom.
She discarded the used needles by dropping them into the blue-white blade of the lightsaber. It was so hot, instead of melting and dripping to the floor in molten heat, the steel flash evaporated into a metallic stink. Mara deactivated the lightsaber and tossed it casually onto the desk behind Lord Luke, as if tempting him to take it.
She shook out another needle into a precise grip between finger and thumb. Her other hand pulled up on his thigh, lifting and separating. Lord Luke caught his breath and helped.
Mara glanced up at him, at his wide-eyed breathless stare. "No, I'm not going to torture you there. You might enjoy it."
I long for your touch, Lord Luke thought.
Mara grimaced as she heard him. "This is your sciatic nerve," she growled, sticking the needle into a precise spot on the back of the leg.
He shrieked unselfconsciously.
Mara took the needle out, but Lord Luke kept screaming, his leg cramping up so that the knee bent under the chair. He tipped his head back and panted, and sweat broke out on his forehead.
Mara felt a stirring in the Force like a dusty breeze, as if Lord Luke was barely containing the urge to use a pain suppression technique.
"This is ridiculous," Mara said. "Alright, go ahead. Block the pain."
A wave of gratitude floated out to her from Lord Luke's mind. He called on the Force and sighed in relief, not only blocking the pain but using heat to relax the muscle. His foot came back to the floor.
Mara threw the third used needle onto the desk next to the lightsaber, and then tossed the mostly full needle packet beside it. "Stang! How am I supposed to interrogate you, you filthy Sith doppelganger?"
"I'm still open, Mara," Lord Luke invited.
Mara balled up her fists and stared into his eyes. She projected herself into the flotsam of his chaotic mind. No, not chaotic, she realized. There was a trained and focused mind in here, as disciplined as any Jedi, and if it was possible, she thought he might actually be stronger than the real Luke. He was just temporally confused. Not in the way that a senile old man would be, although she sensed an impossible span of time within him. The memory caps and the burned-out place within him made the architecture of his mind convoluted and encysted. There were strands of memory where he seemed to be self-sacrificing to the point of martyrdom, and threads where he let himself run to dark desires as twisted as anything Mara had seen in the Emperor's court, and oddly, some of them seemed to coincide. He was a beacon of light; he was Sith to the core of his being. He still thought he was a hero through both the day and the night.
"How old are you?" Mara whispered.
Another memory welled up in him. The dim humidity of Dagobah: Yoda saying, "When nine hundred years old you reach, look as good you will not, hmm?"
Irony, that was the emotion Mara sensed from him. Because he had lived dozens of full human lifetimes. He was older than Yoda.
"That's impossible," Mara said. "Time travel is impossible. Flow-walking, yes, but no one has this much physical reality when they're flow-walking."
"I'm not flow-walking," he responded. "You can't change anything that way. I keep trying to make it all come out right." He sat up straight and gasped, "That's it! I must have come here to do something!" Then he blinked. "But what am I here to do? I thought I had it the last time. Or was that the time before last? Did I spend my just previous lifetime as… no."
Mara caught a glimpse of the throne room here on Coruscant, in the Imperial Palace. She had once bowed before that throne, to her teacher, her mentor, her beloved leader, her everything… Palpatine. Now she saw Lord Luke on that throne. Hands gripping the arms of the throne like a death grip on the galaxy. But no, he was not Lord Luke as he appeared here, and did not have the tattoos.
"Perhaps that was my first lifetime? Or my second?" Lord Luke wondered aloud. "Yes, my second, I think. The first altered future out of the Great Machine. That's why it appears so clear to me. Or I came here to do something related to that? I almost had it."
"Time travel," Mara said.
"You believe me?" Lord Luke said eagerly. "Mara, I've been without you for lifetimes. Maybe I only came here to die—to have one perfect hour with you before I go. No, that's not it. I wouldn't risk changing time if I had it right the last time. I must be here to change something again."
"I believe that you believe it," Mara said. "Just like you believe you're Luke. Let's see what's under those memory caps of yours."
Mara stretched out with her feelings.
Lord Luke remembered…
End of part 1


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This is an argument against an assumption that many, including myself, have held about the final scene between Ben, Flocke and Jacob in "The Incident." In some ways, it's more of a counter-theory than a theory, so bear with me.
This theory comes from the scene in which Jacob acknowledges that FLocke found a loophole. Most of us have been assuming that the rule in question is that the MiB cannot kill Jacob directly, and the loophole he found was to have a third-party kill Jacob instead. What is odd, though, is that Jacob acknowledges that Flocke found a loophole before he had any idea why they are there. He says "Well, you found your loophole," before either Ben or Flocke say anything other than "Hello Jacob." Unless he's omniscient or has seen the future, he certainly does not know, at that point, that FLocke asked Ben to do something, that Ben will actually choose to go through with it or that the something that Flocke asked him to do is murder him. So, here's the theory. Perhaps the loophole has nothing to do with killing Jacob.
It's certainly possible that the reason he brought up the loophole so quickly before he knew about the murder plan is either sloppy writing or Jacob simply assumed that's why they were there -- the MiB was certainly very clear about his desire to kill him -- but if the Ben's choosing to be the agent of the murder was such a big component of the loophole, it seems odd that Jacob would immediately assume the result of that choice.
If using a third party to kill Jacob is not the loophole, what is it that made Jacob so quickly acknowledge that a loophole had been found? I certainly don't know the answer to that question, but we can look at what Jacob does seem to know at that point.
(a) He knows that Ben can see Flocke.
(b) He knows that Ben can see Jacob.
(c) He seems to immediately recognize FLocke as the MiB.
(d) He knows that they got Richard to bring him to his location.
(e) If there really is a rule that only the leader can visit Jacob, then (d) also implies that Jacob knew that Flocke has achieved leadership of the Others.
If one of these facts are the real reason that Jacob realizes that a loophole was found, there would be some interesting repercussions. For example, consider case (a). One way that could be explained is perhaps the MiB did not have corporeal form in that initial scene on the beach. As such, he could not kill Jacob. So, maybe the fact that Ben can see him means that he found a loophole around his lack of physical form. Jacob could clearly see that as they entered, so his statement would make sense.
Or if (b) is the reason, perhaps nobody on the island can see Jacob except Richard. The fact that Ben could now seem him might mean something Flocke did, i.e. the loophole, changed that. If so, this would also explain why Ben was never allowed to talk to Jacob directly; he would have never been able to see him.
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Sigur Ros' songs have a tendency to go on way too long, but the group's peaks are such that we must cherish them, flaws and all.
Hvarf-Heim is split into two sections: the first (entitled 'Hvarf', naturally) contains studio versions of previously unreleased tracks, while the second ('Heim') includes acoustic versions of material already in the public domain.
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Asexual and sexual reproduction were studied in an intertidal population of Nepanthia belcheri (Perrier) at Townsville, Queensland, Australia, by regular sampling over a year (March 1976-March 1977) and by histological analysis of gonads. Fission reached a peak in early winter (April–June), when about 45% of the population showed evidence of recent fission. Propensity for fission was unrelated to longest arm length. Seven-armed seastars predominated in the population and these underwent fission in two stages to produce one 3-armed fragment and two 2-armed fragments. Fission planes were not related to numbers or positions of madreporites. Hermaphroditism was a normal sexual condition in the population. Almost all gonads contained oocytes, but some gonads functioned as ovaries (without spermatogenic tissue) while others functioned as testes. Seastars with mature ovaries were significantly larger than those with mature testes, indicating protandry, as in other hermaphroditic asteroids. However, fission complicates the pattern of gonad development by causing regression or retardation of gonads and by apparently having a masculinizing effect, so that ovaries may change to testes in fission products. There was a period of sexual reproduction in early summer (October–November). This followed the period of intense fission and regeneration, and a population change from predominately functional females to males. Consequently there was an extreme imbalance against mature females at sexual reproduction, further reducing potential fecundity. Thus, sexual reproduction was very subordinate to fission as the means of recruitment. The 450 μm diam eggs probably give rise to pelagic lecithotrophic development and, if this is the case, N. belcheri retains the advantage of complementing reliable recruitment from fission with a dispersive phase. The combination of fission and hermaphroditism is particularly advantageous for a very sparse dispersal of larvae, as a functionally dioecious population may develop from one larva settling in a new locality.
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The vice president called Iraqi Prime Minister Nouri al-Maliki today to discuss the violence and political turmoil that has occurred as U.S. troops have withdrawn from the country.
Biden, who is President Obama's point man on Iraq, spoke yesterday with Massoud Barzani, president of the Kurdistan Regional Government.
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SUPPORTER'S ARGUMENT FOR VOTING YES:Rep. CONYERS: Earlier this year, in the Protect America Act, PAA, amendments were made to FISA, giving the Government enhanced flexibility to collect foreign intelligence information. But the broad scope of the authority without up-front court approval raised grave concerns about the need for more safeguards of innocent Americans' communications. The RESTORE Act improves upon the PAA by providing a series of checks and balances while still allowing maximum flexibility. The RESTORE Act does not require individual warrants when persons are abroad, but it is firm that a FISA warrant is required to obtain communications of people in the US.
OPPONENT'S ARGUMENT FOR VOTING NO:Rep. KING of N.Y.: Electronic surveillance is one of the strongest weapons in our arsenal. The real enemy is al Qaeda and Islamic terrorism, not our own government working so hard to protect us. The PAA updated FISA and struck the appropriate balance between protecting our citizens from terrorist attacks and protecting our civil liberties. Today's bill, the RESTORE Act, marks an undeniable retreat in the war against Islamic terrorism. It limits the type of foreign intelligence information that may be acquired and actually gives foreign targets more protections than Americans get in criminal cases here at home.
LEGISLATIVE OUTCOME:Bill passed, 213-197.
SUPPORTER'S ARGUMENT FOR VOTING YES:Rep. REYES: This legislation goes a long way towards strengthening oversight of the intelligence community, which the President seems to consistently want to fight. That's why the President vetoed it. He wants the authority to do whatever he wants, in secret, with no oversight or authorization or without any checks and balances. Well, I don't agree. The Constitution gives us a role in this process. We do have a say in what the intelligence community does. That's why we need to override this veto.
OPPONENT'S ARGUMENT FOR VOTING NO:Rep. HOEKSTRA: This bill fails to give the intelligence community the tools that it needs to protect the American people from radical jihadists. The debate on this authorization bill is not about a single issue, [waterboarding], as some would have you believe. It is about the need to ensure that we give the right tools to our intelligence professionals in this time of enhanced threat.
LEGISLATIVE OUTCOME:Veto override failed, 225-188 (2/3rds required)
A modified version, S.2011, failed in the Senate; it called for amending FISA to provide that a court order is not required for the electronic surveillance of communication between foreign persons who are not located within the US for collecting foreign intelligence information, without respect to whether the communication passes through the US or the surveillance device is located within the US.
Opponents recommend voting NO because:
Sen. LEVIN: Both bills cure the problem that exists: Our intelligence agencies must obtain a court order to monitor the communications of foreigners suspected of terrorist activities who are physically located in foreign countries. Now, what are the major differences? Our bill (S2011) is limited to foreign targets limited overseas, unlike the Bond bill (S1927), which does not have that key limitation and which very clearly applies to US citizens overseas. Our bill does not. Now, if there is an incidental access to US citizens, we obviously will permit that. But the Bond bill goes beyond that, citing "any person." It does not say a "foreign person." We avoid getting to the communications of Americans. There you have to go for a warrant.
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Sen. LIEBERMAN: I will vote for the Bond proposal (S1927) because we are at war, & there is increased terrorist activity. We have a crisis. This proposal will allow us to gather intelligence information on that enemy we otherwise would not gather. This is not the time for striving for legislative perfection. Let us not strive for perfection. Let us put national security first. We are going to have 6 months to reason together to find something better.
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In Iraq, we were told we needed Halliburton to get a contract without any competition because they were the only ones who know how to put out oil well fires. So they got a contract on a cost-plus basis even though they had a history of overcharging the taxpayers. And then later we found out that they didn't do anything about putting out oil well fires in the first Gulf war; it was Bechtel, not Halliburton. Contractors were given special treatment by not having healthy competition.
In dealing with Hurricane Katrina, and we have seen the same mistakes again: No-competition contracts; cost-plus contracts. We have seen what the result has been: Wasted taxpayer dollars. This bill requires that if there is an emergency to give a contract, give it. But then have bidding within a year.
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We support transparency and accountability in decision-making, but this bill asks for audit reports that are only advisory. To provide those to Congress not only gives you too much information, a lot of it can be misleading and can increase the number of contract disputes.
When you are fighting a war, you need to move quickly. You don't give a 6-month appeal to the folks that lose the competition. You don't give small business set-asides because there is one thing you don't have, you don't have time.
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Intelligence is the first line of defense in the war on terrorism. That means we have to have intelligence agencies and capabilities that are agile, that are responsive to changes in technology, and that also protect the civil liberties of Americans. Let me make an analogy. With modernization, we replaced Route 66 with Interstate 40. We no longer have the stoplights and the intersections. We created on ramps and off ramps and concrete barriers to protect the citizens where traffic was moving very quickly. That is like what we are trying to do here--FISA needs modernization.
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We are legislating in the dark. We do not even know what the President is doing now because he will not tell us. The New York Times exposed that the administration had authorized secret surveillance of domestic conversations. When exposed, the President claimed he was operating under inherent powers, but court decisions have found that the President cannot simply declare administration actions constitutional and lawful, whether or not they are.
Yet rather than finding out what is going on, this legislation retroactively legalizes whatever has been going on. The President already has broad latitude to conduct domestic surveillance, including surveillance of American citizens, so long as it is overseen by the FISA court.
This bill does not enhance security, but it does allow surveillance without the traditional checks and balances that have served our Nation well.
The Administration�s announcement today that the Navy must leave the island of Vieques, Puerto Rico in May 2003 was received by the Congressional Hispanic Caucus with a mix of optimism and concern. �There are only two ways to order the Navy to cease all training operations on Vieques: One is a referendum; the other is certification by the Navy that the Vieques Naval Training is no longer needed for training. It is not clear from the news reports we have seen that the certification has been made,� said Silvestre Reyes (D-TX), Chairman of the Congressional Hispanic Caucus.
Other members of the CHC expressed their dissatisfaction with the announcement. �Today�s decision is a hollow victory. The announcement condemns the people of Vieques, US citizens, to two more years of pain and suffering at the hand of the US Navy. The issue of Vieques is not about the Navy leaving today, tomorrow, or in two years; it�s about the immediate and unconditional cessation of the bombing exercises,� said Rep. Bob Menendez (D-NJ).
�The President�s statement is a recognition that the people of Vieques have suffered as a result of the bombings and that the government must respect the people�s will. The decision also shows that Vieques is not necessary for the military preparedness of the US Atlantic Fleet. However, it falls short of resolving the problem, because any continuation of the bombing is simply unacceptable for the people of Puerto Rico,� said the Resident Commissioner of Puerto Rico, Anibal Acevedo-Vila.
Recent CHC hearings brought to light the civil and human rights violations of those arrested during acts of civil disobedience on Vieques in April. The Caucus has requested Secretary of Defense Donald Rumsfeld to assist in an investigation [of trespassing arrests on Navy property] after the Navy refused to answer to the Caucus questions and a specific request to produce videotapes taken during the detention.
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Eric Garcetti
Jerry Brown
Jerry Sanders
Neel Kashkari
CA Senatorial:
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NJ: Fulop(D) vs.Lesniak(D)
VA: Gillespie(R) vs.Wittman(R) vs.Northam(D)
Gubernatorial Debates 2016:
DE: Bonini(R) vs.Carney(D)
IN: Pence(R) vs.Gregg(D)
MO: Hanaway(R) vs.Brunner(R) vs.Kinder(R) vs.Greitens(R)
MT: Bullock(D) vs.Perea(R) vs.Johnson(R) vs.Gianforte(R) vs.McChesney(D)
NC: McCrory(R) vs.Cooper(D) vs.Spaulding(D)
ND: Dalrymple(R) vs.Stenehjem(R) vs.Becker(R) vs.Heitkamp(D) vs.Pomeroy(D)
NH: Hassan(D) vs.Bradley(R) vs.Sununu(R) vs.Lavoie(R) vs.Connolly(D) vs.Dextraze(I)
OR: Brown(D) vs.Bell(D) vs.Niemeyer(R) vs.Pierce(R)
UT: Herbert(R) vs.Johnson(R) vs.Cook(D)
VT: Shumlin(D) vs.Minter(D) vs.Dunne(D) vs.Scott(R) vs.Lisman(R) vs.
WA: Inslee(D) vs.Bryant(R)
WV: Kessler(R) vs.Cole(D)
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AR-R: Asa Hutchinson
AZ-R: Doug Ducey
IL-R: Bruce Rauner
MA-R: Charlie Baker
MD-R: Larry Hogan
NE-R: Pete Ricketts
OR-D: Kate Brown
PA-D: Tom Wolf
RI-D: Gina Raimondo
TX-R: Greg Abbott
Lame ducks 2015-16:
DE-D: Jack Markell
(term-limited 2016)
KY-D: Steve Beshear
(term-limited 2015)
LA-R: Bobby Jindal
(term-limited 2015)
MO-D: Jay Nixon
(term-limited 2016)
VT-D: Peter Shumlin
(retiring 2016)
WV-D: Earl Ray Tomblin
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