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Get a Life
Get a Life
Don't let the slangy title of this Nobel Prize winner's 14th novel
mislead you --- light is one thing GET A LIFE is not. But like many
challenging works of art, this one is worthwhile.
Nadine Gordimer tackles large-scale themes of conservation and
survival, death and compromise, through the vehicle of a
privileged, white South African family navigating several crises.
The first is the necessity of Paul Bannerman, a thirty-something
ecologist, to be physically isolated due to radiation treatments
for an aggressive form of thyroid cancer. His parents, Lyndsay and
Adrian, take him in for several weeks, while his wife Benni and
their son Nickie must settle for distant waves from outside the
garden fence. During this unnatural time, Paul drifts back out to
the garden of his childhood, and contemplates the tension between
his own career as a conservationist and his wife's executive
position at an advertising agency for firms that would pollute and
degrade the very environments he fights to protect. Small wonder
that when he returns home, old patterns fray and everyone treads
Although they do not fight, Paul bluntly rejects Benni's suggestion
that they try to conceive another child, and the reader wonders
whether or not the marriage can survive. But part two of the novel
switches focus to the relationship of Paul's parents. It begins
with 59-year-old Lyndsay's reminiscences of the affair she had
while in her 40s. The affair lasted for four years, at the end of
which she informed her husband Adrian that it had been, and that it
was, over. At first jarring, this revelation gives meaning to later
developments as Paul's retired father Adrian pursues his avocation
of archeology in Mexico.
As usual with Gordimer, her symbols sparkle, functioning on many
levels. A trip to a wildlife preserve to view a breeding pair of
Black Eagles becomes a meditation on both beauty and the cruel
realities of survival. "The first egg laid hatches and is followed
about a week later by a second. The two chicks, known as Cain and
Abel. The first-born, Cain has already grown when Abel comes out of
his shell. Cain and Abel fight and generally Abel is killed by Cain
and thrown from the nest." Later Paul thinks of this in relation to
the dams he opposes, recognizing that the dams could end poverty
for thousands of people. "And if Abel has to be thrown from the
nest by Cain; isn't that for a greater survival. The eagle allows
this to happen, its all-powerful wings cannot prevail against
Gordimer eschews quotation marks entirely, and question marks
mostly, using dashes to set off dialogue. Careful reading is
required at times to distinguish between the characters' internal
thoughts and their spoken dialogue. She also is not hampered by
conventional grammar. Sentences with no predicate clause abound,
and reading this book is often like trying to listen to four
conversations at once, about four different topics. This is
how we think, and the technique serves to pull us closer in to the
character's point of view, if we take the time to follow the
The Kirkus review of this book refers to the "exfoliation"
of the plot, and after I rolled my eyes, I looked up the word and
found it an apt description. The plot really does come off in
layers, and the reader must simply sign on for the ride and let the
multiple meanings come through.
Reviewed by Eileen Zimmerman Nicol on January 22, 2011
Get a Life
- Publication Date: October 31, 2006
- Genres: Fiction
- Paperback: 208 pages
- Publisher: Penguin (Non-Classics)


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Over the top lads, for old Blighty! Hold the colours high!
Say a little prayer for me, for this summer day we die.
My brothers from the ripened field and blackened mill, shop floor,
Your brother in a killing field to fight a rich man's war.
In bloodied mud and shattered wood, fight legions of the brave,
Unwitting youth, you'll do your duty until you're in the grave.
A sergeant greets a fresh-faced boy, "welcome to the slaughter!"
Here you die from three diseases, bullet, gas or mortar.
In arms we fight together and in leaden hails we pass,
We die amongst the filth and stench that once was verdant grass.
"In the morning we will remember them" we hear the leaders call,
Those fickle words of history, will not remember us all.
Copyright © Howard Bull | Year Posted 2009
Strangely bent this journey extends
Surreal at times, yet so real at ends
Each end confronts with a hardship of choices
With an abrupt passing, or an eternity of voices...
You and I, once on similar trends
Like brothers, we traversed all evil impends
The wheels then turned, unleashed worst of fears
We parted asunder on an ocean of tears
Through fallen decades, aggrieved heart sustained
I found my calling, forgot I was pained
Just when the going got peaceful and boring
Gales of anguish, and war started pouring
Again, I was forced to extinguish my wills
Left home for those in need of my skills
Forced to welcome the worst of thrills
A reward for one with the highest kills?
As we splattered blood on uncertain causes
Strode down the road of victories and losses
A vessel, merely, I was as I killed
Of sons, of husbands, of fathers, I spilled
In the heat of the battle, as I charged through
When my craving eyes met the eyes of you
That instant, that second, that moment, I knew
Neither decades nor ages could help subdue
My faltering sword could no longer fight
For whom I now behold in my sight
And I question my vow, having vowed despite
Whether or not my cause was right
Yet again, I stand on the recurring hill
In the midst of havoc, at a standstill
A piece of land that I swore to defend
Is it worth the life of a brother, a friend?
Copyright © M. Hussain Effendi | Year Posted 2011
Too hard for me to say goodbye
For all apparent reasons why
Even though we all know it must be
Each heart will someday stop the beat
When the rhythm of life, and silence, finally meet
Yet I always seem so surprised
To find that death is part of life
Knowing that regret, will now haunt my every rhyme
The specter called "if only", will inhabit every line.
Wish I could arbitrate a deal to have gained a little time
Just one more talk with Sissy, to ease my guilty mind.
And the sun now sets on my regrets
I gamble on time and lose each bet
Thinking I'll move on and yet,
here I set . . .
Wishing for one more time
One more pun
One more smile
That will never come
If I could just recall the things you said that mattered to you most.
Memories un memorized
That now I'll never know
Years of conversation when I didn't pay attention
Times I should have said I love you
And somehow failed to mention
Then when you tried to tell me you felt your time was drawing near
Your selfish little brother pretended not to hear.
Even when you did your best, and tried to let me know
You'd made your peace and you were ready, and that for you . . .
It was simply time to go
Copyright © Kelly Crenshaw | Year Posted 2015
Birth begins the tragedy in us. Life's
First sound is a blank scream
Against sorrow's hidden portends of strifes
All we know are mirages and dream.
Mother took the news staring at the sky
She must have cried inside
For I have no evidence else. There's no why
For it ... how my rage defied
Her callous front ... he was her first boy
The only hero she spoke well
Of, his name was the formula for joy
In our house: anecdotes tell
Of his escapades ... youth defying fate
He had a cat's tenacity for life
And from evil wills found a golden gate
Of scholarship and exotic wife.
I remember when the years pulled him back
All he came with was a bag
Of books, and a couple suits in novel sack
His eyes time warped, a lag
Of missing years and loneliness enfolding him
But he was handsome still
And my soul cartwheeled at joy's fresh brim
Those moments that he filled
When eyes first contact spelled pride to claim
This aristocrat like a medal
I could wear. So young he was, her true flame
The son of love's sweet recital!
And many days sitting in his shadow, I heard
Him dream big things like stars
Far away, warm things like a fluttering bird
Things made bright to cover scars
In the sore of memory. His mind was his cliff
A risky place in the high winds
And closer to the edge for the Grail he'd drift
O how the giddy world spins!
He died in Kingston: William came and went
And my mother looked at the sky
But until she died, about his memory was silent
And I forever wonder why.
I loved him, you know, he was the first best thing
A poor child had to claim or show
The world ... with him I was no more common. A king
He made me in his gold of glow
Something that I looked forward to meet in me. I,
Like mother, been silence since
But sometimes my heart just heave and would cry
For time this love cannot rinse
And I that moment cannot comprehend, that death
Gave no notice to his lauded day
And like common dust on a wild wind's balmy breath
My brother was swiftly swept away.
Copyright © L'nass Shango | Year Posted 2009
He woke and saw his beloved asleep with one breast partially exposed
And with his fantastic limp he works his way to the kitchen
He made coffee for her with croissant lathered with jam
Gently he pulled at the exposed women and gestures with the tray
Happily she wakes and with great affection reaches for him
Coffee is second and pastries with jam come close to him
But he is first and the love hits him like the wind
Gently it began and gale force now
He had to lash himself so he wouldn't be swept away
And it grew
She always lay in their position and there was no other
He would mold himself to her and tease her nipple
He came home weathered from the battle and with grief
Friends had been shot by snipers and the heat
He had seen a woman with a basket approach his friend
And she dropped the basket and pulled the belt
The explosion deafened him and his comrade's face is gone
Fragments hit him but he is running to his friend
But the friend lays silent
Gazing to the wetness on his leg he falls
He is deafened and wakes in terror and looks upon the leg
And finding himself in bed she tries to talk with him
But he claim's it's a bad dream and the basket falling
And later...............
The limp was his reminder of that day and he eats the croissant for his friend
Copyright © Patrick Cornwall | Year Posted 2012
A beautiful heart pines from afar.
To parallel freedom, we choose our master.
In Love, the Dragon and Unicorn are!
Celestial winged heart beats faster,
Over mountain and ocean meet polar eyes.
To parallel freedom, we choose our master.
Embarking from sun brewed and moonshine skies
Two alien races, in war, collide.
Over mountain and ocean meet polar eyes.
All brothers' swords raise, marching with pride.
Sisters of heaven let feathers fly.
Two alien races, in war, collide.
The angered clouds rain blood from the sky.
A new path finally found.
Sisters of heaven let feathers fly.
Brothers' swords low now to the ground.
A beautiful heart pines from afar.
A new path finally found.
In Love, the Dragon and Unicorn are!
In universe
Out bound energy
Where are we when we die?
Copyright © Edward McCormick | Year Posted 2013
I buried my boys today
Thirteen wasn't bad enough
What a pain in my heart
It's mine now, gone from them
They suffer no more
More than a hundred years
Barely seen half of that
I can only wish
Brothers to the very end
I can only wish
Love to take my boys out
Take them out all day
Take them to the running field
Run the while away
I can only wish
Love to buy my boat back
Buy it back all day
Wish I had my old boat
Wish I'd fish today
If I could only fish
Copyright © Mike Martin | Year Posted 2015
" I remember that day
As clear as the crystal springs in June"
only it wasn't June, It was August
the morning air was thick like smoke
it choked me awake
the first blush of day
flushed across the sky
blood red clouds
colored her path
I lay still
like the air
without a hint
of summer's wind
the clock on the wall
tormented me
with the tick, tock,
tick, tock,
its bony hands
seemed to skip along
until I arose from bed
I sipped on coffee
as I took in the news
unsure what my day would bring
...and then I could hear a buzz
as if a fly was making circles
beside the bed, then a ring, ring,
ring echoed within my purse
I stared at the clock
my heart began to beat
faster then time
was it my father
did something happen
I worried as I listened
the voice
was indistinct
as if being choked
I struggled
with my ears
to make sense
of the words
that fell
...and then silence
fell all around
as if deaf
and mute
unable to process
and conceive
the message
my brother,
who turned 49
just the day before
was breathless
like the august wind
no more jokes
or laughter
or candles atop cake
his wick had burned out
within that last breath of air
and it burns, slow
as the years pass
still to this day
yet I'll remember that day
forever more....
pick a line contest
Mustapha Mohammed
"Reflections when the summer breathes"
Sandy Adams 8-22-2013
Copyright © Sandra Adams | Year Posted 2013
He glances out the window,
And watches the sunset,
But he doesn't see the beauty,
Nor the warm rays which,
Pierces through the glass,
Only the anticipation and,
Anxiety of a long night,
Carefully, he watches,
The colors change,
First the bright orange,
"God I pray this never ends…"
Filling with a deep red,
"Just a little while longer…"
Slowly softening to the,
Deceptive pinks and purples,
"Please, one more minute…"
Fading into the crimson black,
Which only night can bring,
Reluctantly, he gets ready for sleep,
Yet, knows it will never come,
He tossed and turns,
Half praying, half waiting,
Knowing what will happen,
In the way only a child can,
A light! It peeks through a crack,
In the door as a shadow floods the opening,
Quickly, the figure slips through the door,
And shuts it softly, but not without the,
Empty creak which has become so familiar,
The shadow climbs in beside him,
Touching his trembling leg, whispering,
"Hush little brother, it'll be alright,
While I'm here, have no fear,
I'll keep you safe tonight,"
He struggles and writhes,
Sadly knowing he will never,
Break the grip and prays to faint,
To loss all consciousness and,
Memory of that horrible night,
Just for one night without the pain,
Just for one night without,
The cold empty feeling,
Several years pass, too many to count,
A single call, one he had never expected,
He rushes to the hospital to find,
His tormentor for so many years,
Lying on a cold, hard bed,
Able to move, but only by pushing a button,
Able to speak, but only with a whisper,
He stays by him for weeks, caring for him,
Reading to him, watching over him,
Still suffering, still unable to move,
He takes his brother home,
The day goes on, moving slow as all,
The evening comes and he,
Watches once more as the sun sets,
Carefully watching, Orange to red,
Red to purple, and as the purple turns to black,
He walks into the room where his brother lies,
Slowly, he sits next to him, holding a pillow,
Stroking his head whispering,
"Hush big brother, it'll be alright,
While I'm here, have no fear,
I'll keep you safe tonight,"
The difference between right and wrong,
Can be hard to find,
But who's there to see you,
When justice is blind?
Copyright © Ian Sylvester | Year Posted 2006
1 Billion Rising.
For Men Everywhere.
Stop! Listen! Think! Act!
Stop the abuse!
Of grand-daughters,
all women.
Listen to the voices!
Of grand-daughters,
all women.
Think of how you treat,
all women.
Act now to change yourself!
Stop! Listen! Think! Act!
The violence,
the abuse,
the rape,
stops when you stop,
the violence,
the abuse,
the rape.
Stop! Listen! Think! Act!
The violence,
the abuse,
the rape,
is perpetrated by,
all men.
Stop! Listen! Think! Act!
The violence,
the abuse,
the rape,
stops when us men stop,
The violence,
the abuse,
the rape,
today, now.
Stop! Listen! Think! Act!
Copyright © Scribbler Of Verses | Year Posted 2013
Separated at birth, he was nothing but an unknown brother,
growing up an only child seemed like a reality I was given,
if only my parents told me a loving sibling, I had another,
maybe I would have wanted to change my life, like reliving.
After daddy died I was sifting through mama's old photo's
I stumbled across a baby boy whose face looked just like me,
curious and confused I asked my mama; low and behold,
I had a sweet twin brother I had never been able to meet.
Mama explained he was sick and had to be put in a home,
but never wanted to hurt me so she kept the secret safe,
I was so upset, maybe growing up I wouldn't have been alone,
how amazing it was that with a sibling I shared the same face.
Determined I found the home and met him right away,
after all, he was my twin I needed to know him for sure,
I brought him home with me hoping he would live and stay,
but for his disease they have never found a proper cure.
We shared two short years just getting to know each other,
we had so many similarities yet so different in ways so silly,
I took care of him while he was sick, I was proud to have a brother,
and I knew deep down he was grateful to have a sister like me.
Then came a sunny day in the nineties, the month of September,
he passed while I was holding his fragile and cold hands,
God had called him home and I was so grateful to remember,
the special times we shared, for it was always God's plan.
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Date Written: July 28, 2016
Copyright © Laura Loo | Year Posted 2016
Ryan, Where are You?
Oh Ryan, please tell me, where are you?
I'll never forget that tragic summer of August 1992,
when you left without even bidding a final adieu –
not even a single wave good-bye,
just leaving us high and dry.
How could you just simply disappear?
Like a dark shadow, in a grey mist...not really there?
Gone to heaven or God knows where?
My dear Ryan, did you think we really wouldn't care?
One day you're enjoying the sunshine, doing so well;
the next day buried in a cold grave where you now dwell;
You always said that tomorrow's not promised to anyone.
Now, you'll never get to see another glorious sunset or dawn.
I heard you were run over by a Brooklyn-bound train.
But neither the police nor the coroner could adequately explain -
was your death instantaneous or did you suffer any pain?
Please help me to understand - who's to blame?
Please tell me - was it just an untimely death?
Please explain to me - was it just your fate you met?
At birth, did the Three Fates your destiny set?
Or were you just in the wrong place at the wrong time...
an innocent bystander who hadn't committed any crime?
When Atropos cruelly severed the thread of your short life,
the incredible pain of losing you cut deep like a butcher's knife.
But, my dear brother, your treasured memory will be with us always,
through your children and in our hearts 'till the end of our days!
Copyright © Pandita Sanchez | Year Posted 2014
Moon Walk on Your Grave
A life begun in stardom,
now, ending up in shame.
Relentless media, cruel world,
who then is there to blame.
A sadness inside,
no tears on your face.
The pain all but over,
mass confusion erase.
In wonder we watch,
can a life be explained?
Can't surface your agony,
under facade you remained.
Let's focus on the talent,
musical joy that you gave.
In peace now I pray,
moon walk on your grave.
© Rene' Brady 2009
Copyright © Rene' Brady | Year Posted 2009
High on the Normandy cliffs
Looking out over Pointe du Hoc
As cold Atlantic winds whisper out
The names of the brothers I left behind
Now only fine marble monument shadows
Dot the trenches and empty emplacements
As the final testimony of the fallen
Still ringing frightened with those desperate voices
Proclaiming both their lives and death
That they were ever here…
In the emerald hills of Collville Sur Mur
I can still hear the phantom naval shells screaming
Underneath the crying of men
Pulverized and dying in their comrades arms
All for the belief of the land from which they hail
While the roaring waves wash the still bloody sands
In and endless and rending cycle
That silent cacophony of brother and foe
Call out to me still for comfort and aid
Asking only to be remembered…
Copyright © Charles Fuller | Year Posted 2008
Born I was, still alive today, down, but I'll be back to say
Even at a small age, when our house burnt to the ground
Disorientated, confused, in it's smoke filled surround
With no other place to go, to a Caravan we called our home
It was the events after this, that allowed my mind to roam
Little me playing in a field, on a broken bottle I fell
Crimson fountains erupted, I survived, as I'm here to tell
That Monday night so special, Boys Brigade we headed to be
I tried to run faster, but my brother was faster than me
Out of the opening he went, boy running, was he skilled
He was there, but gone the next, knocked down, my brother killed
My mind now in roam and wander, fathers health started to slide
Where does a seven year old turn to, to whom does he confide
Pillar to post I headed, fostered out, and to children's homes
Six years later many more tears, my father in deathly roam
To my father I kept my promise, to the Royal Navy I would go
Whilst training, caught under a raft, my life nearing slow
Pulled from the water was I, nearly drained of what little I had
A release of water, a gasp of air, hours later feeling so glad
Eventually what I'd always wanted, to be happy and family be
Married to the girl whom I'd know, would love to marry me
But to a colleague I'd declared my worries, of a phone call I'd take
For History would repeat itself, to awaken to a possible wake
That call finally arrived, to the telephone, speaking to my eldest son
Liam his younger brother, knocked down, my tears in run
I'm blessed that he was saved, which cancelled out that call
I only wish that technology was, that I'd have a firewall
This is me up to date, apart this last weekend
Again I thought I lost my youngest, once again relieved of strain
Hours up at the Hospital, the first human skull I've seen
A serious cut to his head, but what it could have been
This my life's chapter, around the corner we never know
But all I can say to the above, around me continues to glow
Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2014
December Twenty Seventh
Of Two thousand and Nine
Is the night I lost my brother
A Best friend of mine
The night two paths were chosen
One for him and one for I
A night I'll never forget
The night he lost his life
Sitting in the living room
Getting ready for the night
My good friend Byron called me
And said "Tonight's the Night"
With excitement I said YES!!!
Me and Lee will be there by nine
As I proposed this idea to lee
He simply said" Not tonight"
As I begged and pleaded with him
The question only asked was why
He said I have other plans
I'm going out with friends tonight
So all during the night
Something just didn't feel right
But I put my feelings aside
And carried out my plans for that night
We began putting our clothes on
Joking and laughing about good times
I never even realized
That this would be the last time
Posing and primping in the mirror
He jokingly said "Do I look rich"
I said "Man you look good"
"But you might be one preppy sum bitch"
As he laughed and said a smartass remark
A horn blew, and then he ran out to the car
His friends were there, and they were ready to go
I said I love you brother and as always he said I know
As I began to leave the house that night
Something in mind, just didn't feel right
But along I went, and began to drive
To my good friend Byron's to have a good time
So as the night went on
I had the time of my life
I got drunk and passed out
In the bed of that friend of mine
Awaken by a stranger
A stranger to me at the time
It was one of my dad's really good friends
Then he said "come on let's take a ride"
To be Continued
Copyright © Cody Turner | Year Posted 2009
Tasha was a wooly bear of a chow
Who found a homeless kitten somehow
He followed her home and she took over his care
Grooming and cleaning, smoothing his unruly hair
For months they made their daily appointed rounds
On the woody paths they considered their grounds
Eating and sleeping together and always by her side
The kitten called Brother was his "Mother's" pride
One day Tasha was upset we could see
Brother was gone where could he be
Looking and searching the nearby wood
Was fruitless revealing nothing of any good
Tasha decided she would take the task on
She looked back at us and then was gone
Later she arrived with head hanging low
But that wasn't all she had something to show
A small cat she held ever so gently
Breathing no longer his life gone evidently
Her heart was broken she couldn't recover
Her small son departed so for her it was all over
Soon thereafter Tasha knew that find him she might
Sadly the rainbow bridge was where they would reunite
But in evening's fading light two shadows are sometimes seen
Showing those who might glimpse this unforgettable scene
How much love between two small creatures there had been
Copyright © Elizabeth Smith | Year Posted 2015
"Brightly, brightly, and with Beauty",
quoted Mr. Valentine.
In fullness Grok; to cherish, flock-
this Ghost of Yours and Mine.
I've decided to discorporate
at this friendly hour.
Water Brothers, don't hesitate-
I am yours to devour!
*Homage to "Stranger in a Strange Land". If you've never read the book, this poem will
be quite difficult to understand, I'm afraid.
Copyright © Just That Archaic Poet | Year Posted 2014
White marble stones
Stand proud in the sun
To remember my colleagues
The heroic fallen ones
Many a battle
Many a campaign
Some did return
For some never the same
On the green grass i stand
Blue sky above
The souls of my comrade's
Like peaceful sitting doves
The name on this stone
Reminds me of the day
My best friend and brother
Was taken away
An offensive was launched
Brothers at war
Bunker to take
At the top of a tor
Smoke screen exhausts the view to the hill
As we wind our way through
Zipping bullets, blood spill
Noises of lead, as they rip through the flesh
As we hit the barbed wire
Now a scarlet stained mesh
Objective in sight as we approach our aim
As i hear the groan of the injured
Many dead and maimed
Grenade pin pulled
Bunker window we lob
Hands sweating
How many lives will we rob
Explosion flash with shouts of pain
As the smoke lifts on this bloody terrain
We enter the Bunker
To witness our task
The enemy lie distorted
Faces grimace, death mask
I turn to my brother, to signal its safe
As a shot rings out, in this theatre place
He stands still for a moment
Eyes glazing and cold
The death of my sibling
At 19 years old
As i open my eyes, and turn to my son
I see what i had, as he holds my grandson
Family values, love and a bond
As i remember my brother
Of whom, i was so fond
I proudly walk past, salute as i go
The white stones standing proud
Peaceful doves in a row
I find my self fortunate to stand here and tell
To talk of my brother, and the fallen as well
Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2009
Drunk and hung over
I began making this awkward ride
I began to make conversation and joke
About how drunk I was the past night
But a smile was not present
Nor a little grin on that side
I suddenly began to wonder
If everything was alright
So we continued
Continued this awkward drive
My attention began to turn
From the car, too the outside
The outside was very dark
Clouds surrounded the sky
It seemed everything had stopped
It seemed everything had died
But at the end of our drive
My grandmothers we would arrive
To see with my own eyes
My whole family standing outside
As we get out of the car
I put on a disguised smile
For I was still hung over
Got out and said "Hi"
My three uncles walked up to me
With a tear in each one's eye
They put there arms all around me
And stuttered "Lee died last night"
So I pushed and I shoved
Uncontrollably began to cry
The only thing I could think of
Was the one to blame was I
I began to look for my father
To make sure he was alright
I noticed him by the old Sycamore tree
Staring up into the sky
As I started walking toward him
I noticed a car parked that was white
My mother jumped out and ran toward me
into my arms she cried" Why!!!"
The only thing I could do was hold her
With my arms I held so tight
She said "why did this happen"
"It just doesn't seem right"
As I broke away from my mother
And walked over to my dad
There he stood crying
With a look on his face that was sad
It looked as if something had left him
Like a little piece of his heart
Now every time I see him
My crying begins to start
I said "Dad remember the good times"
"Remember he's still your son"
He said" yea I know Cody Bo
But the good they die young
The good die young son"
My name is James, born 1961
In Inverness, a small Scots town
To my father Andrew, and my mother Beryl
And Billy my brother, a pair of devils
In 67, we woke one night
Our house was ablaze, full of orange light
Our neighbour next door, for whatever reason
Started a fire, it must be crazy season
We had too move to a caravan park
By this time it,s three, to make a new start
My mother Beryl decide to leave
But the three of us left, never bothered to grieve
In the next few weeks, we ended in court
Two small children, in a marriage abort
We were asked to choose either Dad or Mum
But we ignored the parent, who went on the run
As we left the court, to start a new life
We felt sorry for Dad, as his illness was rife
He never told us that he was unwell
It would upset one of his boys, as the future will tell
Then came the night all parents dread;
Being told one of his boys is nearly dead
We were going to a boys club, on a Monday night
My brother was running so far out of sight
I turned the corner to see him ahead
No!! he's been hit by a van, Boom's Boom's dead
I ran to my father, sreaming and crying
I'm finding my life,at 7 - far too trying
After the funeral, and with my father unwell
We left Inverness, our eyes a swell
To go as two, and not three as before
It's like Mother Nature closed a door
So we headed west, to a place called Fort William
Was it in the stars, cause Billy " is " William
We moved there, as the air was so pure
Hoping my father will find his cure
For whatever reason, we left the above
We found no Angel or peaceful dove
So we headed back to Inverness
Fathers health decreasing, life still a stress
Over the next few years, i was fostered and loaned
In couples houses and children's homes
It was really strange in all those places
Different people, different faces
Then on the 16th of Feb - 76,
James, i was told, your dads very sick.
The cancer had taken your father away
To be with Billy, where you'll join them one day
In 77, i joined the Navy, as i promised my dad you see.
I did'nt enjoy it, i decided to leave
Back up north, where my futures to be
I wanted to have, what my parents had lost
And that was my aim, no matter the cost
see page 2 of 2, ty..
Verse 1:
Seems like yesterday we was hanging out
Running round; playing tag in the house
Till you hurt me and I would shout
Zach I gotta let this out my mouth cause
Life ain't always what it seems to be
It hurts cause I can't see you visually
Now that you're gone, I feel like dying
I don't even see the point in trying
In the future, it's my only dream
That you open up the gates for me
I ask God sometimes
Why did he take my friend
Why did Zach's life have to end
When it's real, I find it hard to deal
With all the everyday pain I feel
I will never forget that time
When I heard what happened on 4.0.9
Every step I take, every move I make
Every single day, every time I pray
I'll be missing you
Thinking of the day, when you went away
What a life to take, what a bond to break
I'll be missing you
Verse 2:
It's hard to bear with you not around
I know you in heaven smiling down
Watching me like you always did
Ever since I was a little kid
Till the day we meet again
In my heart is where you stay till then
Writing songs; writing poems and doing things like crying
Are only half of what gets me by
Memories give me the strength I need to proceed
Through this thing called grief
I go to God for all support
Cause he's one I know I lean on
God broke this bond
I promise to the one
That will keep it going strong
I will never forget that time
When I heard what happened on 4.0.9
Copyright © Morgan Fake | Year Posted 2005
There were thirteen of us,
but now there's only twelve
Our brother Jay
will never be forgotten by us
His time on this earth is over,
I pray that he used it well
Our brother Jay was an exceptional lawyer,
be he died like a very foolish man
He fell asleep one late evening
with a lit cigarette in his hand
Him not being with us now,
is like one hand missing a glove
It's like a part of your heart is gone,
a piece of you that's missing some love
He was such a kind, jovial man,
helped anybody as often as he can
It didn't matter what your lot in life was,
Jay would help you just because
you were a fellow human being,
someone in dire need
That was all he needed to know,
that was all the proof you had to show
Our brother Jay was an extraordinary lawyer,
he lived like a loyal, courageous man
He would always remain by your side,
when everyone else turned tail and ran
Truly we miss him dearly,
as time keeps moving right along
We will never ever forget him;
his loving memory remain in our hearts,
even though he is now gone
Dedicated to the loving memory of my beloved brother John
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2017
Around that table, picture the scene
Self appointed leaders if you know what I mean
What were the topics on the Agenda that day
The Jewish race is about to pay
Who gave the right for this decision that's made
Who has the right to cleanse and degrade
To decide who lived, to decide who dies
Another chapter, I still wonder why
They came in the day they came in the night
Women and children pulled out of sight
Herded aboard like cattle and sheep
Many a family awoke from their sleep
Dazed and confused as they are taken away
Where will they be at the end of the day
From their warm houses and their warm beds
What must be going through their heads
As they travel through days and through the night
Up ahead, they see lots of lights
They depart the trucks and board the train
Their faces scared under the strain
Asking questions from family and others
Generations, sisters and brothers
Why are we here, where are we going
Windowless carriages with no way of knowing
We come to a stop, soldiers aplenty
Towers and wire, topped with sentries
What can this place be they have taken us to
As we head to large gates as they shuffle us through
Families separated, herded in file
Women and children, not one did smile
Taken to rooms where our heads were shaved
Is this the way humans behaved
Clothes discarded, as we enter the shower
No signs of water no signs of power
Doors slammed as we are all crammed in
History will recall this evil of sins
As we stand in the dark, chanting Jewish faith
Can hear the voices can't see the face
Noises above, do the showers start
The event has begun that tells us Humans apart
Questions and sighs, as walled vents show daylight
Some thing is falling then their slammed tight
A strange aroma starts to fill the air
As all around are screams of despair
Twenty minutes have passed and the quietness is rife
Two thousand people, two thousand lives
Pellets called HCN, or Hydrogen Cyanide
Contribute to this Genocide
After the quiet we all have to go
Dragged and carted by the Sonderkommando
To be dumped in pits covered by lime
A race to dispose by it's Human slime
Auschwitz, Buchenwald & Dachau slaughtered
Many a son, many a daughter
Experiments on children women and men
Some aged 90, many under 10
In 45, their end was near, how many alive would reappear
As Russians, British and US troops
Chased the Hun to their German roots
Each camp reached showed it's sordid past
Where millions of me, were massively gassed
In Auschwitz, to this present day
Birds don't fly, no animals play
The reminder is all for there to see
Those terrible days what happened to me
It's 1948, our Nation is born
From histories past, populations torn
To all who survived I wish you well
And our new born world, called Israel
1969, two boys on the run
But on the run
To have much fun
Monday night, Boys Brigade
Where on this evening
A life will fade
The older by two years
Could ran very fast
The youngest in the race
Just couldn't last
Corner turned
I'll catch up you'll see
Where you are
I want to be
To reach that corner
I ran and ran
As I lifted my head
My brother hit by a van
As I reach the road
I hear screams above the brakes
Screeching tyres
As my world all breaks
My brother of nine
Dragged for fifty yards
Under a van
Body skinned and tarred
I stand there trembling
In fear and tears
Slow motion engulfs me
As I shuffle near
Panic sets as I turn and run
Past the corner
Where it all began
Running back to my father
Shouting Boom Booms dead
Images running through my head
My beloved brother
Who could run faster than thee
His life taken in front of me
To see what I seen
Just a boy of seven
Watching Angels take his brother to heaven
Took a shortcut through this wicked world
But the long way through our hearts
Having a hard time convincing ourselves
That this end is a million starts
A companion and a confidant
A father and a friend
Had a smile that was never ending
Always lent a helping hand
Never a time, you couldn't make us laugh
Not a problem you couldn't mend
Our beloved brother, we'll miss you dearly
With love until we see you again
Copyright © Joshua Aguire | Year Posted 2008
I stood by your graveside this cold winters day.
A heart broken with sorrow that won't go away.
I called out your name and shed many a tear.
And hoped in my heart that you would appear.
God took you from us that fine sunny morning.
Our lives now shattered without any warning.
Your work here on earth has finished this year.
Your books and teachings you spread far and near.
It was a pleasure to know you for sixty odd years.
And when my time comes I will have no fears.
You will be waiting to greet me as oft times before.
When I call to your house and knock on the door.
Each night when I lay my head down to sleep.
I will ask the lord your soul to keep.
And if you find any time away from your books.
Look kindly on me as I walk in those woods.
Copyright © Patrick Ronan | Year Posted 2007
A little lost, is the term i would say,
Just another hour , just another day.
It will get better tell the folk all around,
I'm seeing, I'm listening, I'm not hearing a sound.
A numbness encircles me , stupid , I know,
It's been a while now, I should really let go.
I miss him so much, A huge hole in my heart,
I can't seem to move on without him being part.
All those years, all those fights, all those drinks at the bar,
Through my kids, through my cries he was never too far.
My heart knows he is here, he'll make sure I'm just fine.
My Protector, My Friend, That Brother of mine.
Copyright © carolyne lloyd-hartley | Year Posted 2010
Can you feel the pain of me knowing?
Can you see my pain is it showing?
With blood stained sky, Engraved with lies,
This horrible pain, Is it growing?
This unseen pain eats at my heart,
The day they killed you we were forced to part,
This pain inside so cold so deep,
How can I eat? How can I sleep?
All those horrible days, I swore they would pay,
When they said little brother , that you were dead,
That's when I lost my way,
All these tears of my broken heart,
All these tears, they are all mine,
All that's left are my tears,
No smiles left to shine.
They took you from me my brother,
Hiding behind their shields of gold,
Motionless you lay there my brother,
Never to grow old.
They swore to serve and protect you,
But those were all empty lies,
Now at the grave where I buried you,
That's where well say our final good byes.
I miss you so badly my brother,
Miss you that I do,
One day I will come join you,
Why did they do this to you?
I love you my dear brother David,
I cant see through all of this pain,
Ill have vengeance for you little brother,
Their souls is where your blood stained.
Copyright © Cynthia Logan | Year Posted 2006

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Time Warner CEO Jeff Bewkes is nearing the home stretch in his search for a successor to lame duck Time Inc. CEO Laura Lang — and with little more than a month to go, no clear front-runner has emerged.
"It's not like there are 10 people lining up outside his office waiting to get the job," said one former executive.
One name that bubbled to the surface in recent weeks was Michael Klingensmith, last seen at Time Inc. as an executive vice president who left in 2008.
Klingensmith was a chief financial officer of the old Time Inc. and had line operating experience as the founding publisher of Entertainment Weekly and later as president of Time and Sports Illustrated before his elevation back to EVP.
Klingensmith spent time as an investment banker before returning to his native Minneapolis in 2010 as publisher of the Star Tribune.
"He has the financial chops and the consumer chops, but I don't know how locked in he is at the Star Tribune," the source added. "I know he's very happy there."
Another source noted, "I'd think they'd have to dynamite him out of Minneapolis."
Klingensmith did not return calls or e-mails seeking comment.
David Pecker, CEO of American Media Inc., has been in to audition, sources said.
Richard Bressler, a former Time Warner CFO now with Thomas H. Lee & Partners, insisted that there is no truth to reports that he was angling for the job.
The clock is clearly ticking.
While Time Inc. has done some deals, such as the recent one to send content to Sprint smartphones, there is much work left to be done.
Meanwhile, yawning holes are opening up in its executive ranks.
"Everything is at a standstill until they get the new CEO," said one source. Lang is still in the office, but some are wondering why she is bothering to stick around.
In the quarterly management meeting on May 1, it was Time Inc. Chief Financial Officer Howard Averill who presented the company's numbers.
That prompted many to speculate that Averill was openly auditioning before an audience that included Time Warner CFO John Martin.
In the last high-level departure, InStyle publisher Connie Anne Phillips has resigned. She had steered the fashion magazine to ad-page growth in each of her five years atop the company's most profitable monthly title.
Karin Tracy, most recently the publisher of Entertainment Weekly and previously the associate publisher of InStyle, was moved to replace Phillips.
It left some scratching their heads as to just what had gone down.
"It's a pretty big loss," said one former Time executive. "She has a great reputation, and there's a lot of places that would love to have her."
The Phillips exit means two big revenue generators have left in recent weeks.
Paul Caine, the chief revenue officer and president of ad sales, jumped ship to become CEO of radio syndicator Dial Global.
Caine is believed to have a two year, non-compete agreement.
The insider most favored for the CEO post would seem to be Averill, although he also has his detractors who see him as the man who would squelch plans to spend money on new digital products that some felt the company needed to stay competitive.
David Geithner, the president of the style and entertainment group, which includes chief money-maker People, also has a financial background.
Todd Larson, a former Dow Jones president, is also seen as a potential candidate. Although he has limited time inside the company, some say that may help him.
And, sources say, as the list of outside candidates appears to thin out, the stock of the insiders rises.
Bewkes has said privately he wants to make the announcement before the summer, although there were indicators that the deadline may be moving.
Carter contract
A few more details have emerged on the protracted contract negotiaions between Graydon Carter, his high-priced entertainment lawyer Allan Grubman and Condé Nast over a new contract.
Grubman, said a source, was pushing to get a signing bonus as well as boost in compensation for Carter, trumpeting him as a rock star of editors. Grubman did not return a call.
Graydon, the source noted, who is about to turn 64, was mulling over whether to push for a one-, two- or three-year deal.
It comes against a backdrop of a new deal for Anna Wintour, who added artistic director of all of Condé Nast to her responsibilities.
Carter, with interests in restaurants, movie documentaries and Broadway, is not looking for a wider role at Condé Nast.
His demands come in the wake of the McKinsey study of Condé Nast and a bit more push-back against the editor as celebrity.
A Condé spokeswoman declined to comment on any specifics but said the company stood by the earlier statement from CEO Charles Townsend, in which he said he expected to be working with Carter as editor of Vanity Fair for years to come.


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Sale keen on bringing in Ashton
ESPN Staff
September 12, 2012
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Sale Sharks chief executive Steve Diamond has revealed that they are working on a deal to bring ex-England coach Brian Ashton to the club in a consultancy role.
Ashton has links with the north having been born in Leigh and alongside spells with Bath, Ireland and England, he spent time with National One side Fylde as their technical director. Ashton is currently working as an ambassador for Kukri and also spends some time on the lecture circuit but Diamond believes that the 65-year-old can still bring something to the Sharks.
Sale have lost their opening two matches of the 2012-13 Aviva Premiership season but have a new head coach in place alongside some fresh faced recruits and Ashton could be added to the jigsaw.
"Brian is a mate and we will be speaking with him with a view to trying to see if we can sort something out," Diamond told the Manchester Evening News. "Brian doesn't want to commit himself to anything like a full-time role as he is very busy with his consultancy work and other interests.
"But, hopefully, we can get him involved with us on a consultancy basis. Obviously, he's an outstanding thinker on the game and the idea is that he would come in on a consultancy basis and look at how we do things as a consultant would.
"He also knows and gets on very well with Danny Cipriani and, just as importantly, he also knows and hugely respects Bryan too."
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Mauricio Pochettino says he doesn't yet know what sort of transfer budget he will be handed this summer.
There is a fear that Saints may have hit something of a glass ceiling.
An excellent season looks likely to bring them an eighth placed Premier League finish, equalling their best ever since the 1992 rebranding, but without large scale investment it may be hard to make the next step up.
It is something Pochettino is aware of and clearly needs to know the budgets on offer before making predictions as to whether the club can realistically progress much further.
He said: "You need to look at other teams and see other teams who are above us to look at average salaries and budgets.
"At this moment our only focus is to finish this season on a high to do as best as we can. Then we will be able to look at the pre-season and look ahead towards the new season whether we want to finish 8th, 7th, 6th, 5th, 4th.
"Then we will be able to decide what goals we impose on ourselves at Southampton, how that set-up is achieved and how we go about achieving those goals."
Pochettino is waiting to hear what sort of funds he can use to strengthen his squad.
"We are working as we always do in the organisation of next season," he reported. "We are working on pre-season, evaluating how the future of the squad is going to be, what players will be in the squad next season.
"We still have three-four weeks left to solely focus on the league and then after that we will be able to focus a lot more on what the future of the club is going to be.
"It is true at this moment in time I don't have the information of what kind of funds will be made available for me for this summer. "I do not have that information yet."


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Hearthstone: Heroes of Warcraft, is Blizzard's brand new video game. The official announcement was made in the Pax East gaming convention on Friday and the beta testing is about to begin.
Despite its name, the game is a stand-alone and free-to-play trading card game, along the lines of the classic Magic the Gathering. Players don't have to own a WOW account, but they'll have to log in Battle.net to be able to download and play the game.
Players will be able to gain cards by winning matches or trading them, and the impatient ones can always pay to speed things up. Cards will come in packs of 5 (randomly generated), each costing $1. By destroying unneeded or duplicate cards the players would be able to create a mana pool and use it to get better and rarer cards later on.
For the record, the greatest competitors, in this space-time, are the newly launched Magic the Gathering: Duel of the Planeswalkers from the Wizards of the Coast, and the fresh Scrolls from Mojang.
At the moment, Hearthstone is accepting sign-ups for its beta test in North America. The rest of the world will have to wait. According to the company, the game will be ready to launch by the end of 2013 and will be initially available for Windows and Mac, and a version for iPad will follow shortly.
For more info or to sign up for beta, visit Hearthstone's official page, here.


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From: "D. Spencer Hines" <>
Subject: Wrath Is Good
Date: Tue, 27 Jul 1999 07:31:24 -1000
Vide infra.
Very true.
Ivan Groznij would certainly concur, as you point out.
Wrath is good within private families too --- in moderation, and with
the caveats previously noted. [Vide infra.]
Sometimes it is a good thing if a leader is seen as something of a son
of a bitch by his political adversaries on the world stage.
During the Cold War, both Richard Nixon and Ronald Reagan [the Evil
Empire remark] had that advantage.
Jimmy Carter did not. His image was that of the good Christian leader
who would not even hurt a 'killer rabbit.'
Bill Clinton is seen as someone who can be rolled. Heads of State of
other countries have learned that he can often be pushed further and
that one should never take the first offer from him. Jacques Chirac
[President of France] has even said it. They do fear Hillary and they
know that Bill is indeed pudendum-whipped, which introduces a new
dimension into the decision-making calculus of these 'foreign'
Vladimir and Ivan Groznij would no doubt be amused.
D. Spencer Hines
Lux et Veritas
D. Spencer Hines --- "Probitas Laudatur et Alget" [Honesty is praised
and starves.], Decimus Junius Juvenalis (Juvenal) [c. 50 A.D.-- c.130
A.D.], _Satires, I, line 74_
Sergei <> wrote in message
> I couldn't agree more.
> Wrath is productive, especially in statesmen and political leaders.
> And in Medieval times Wrath was the driving force behind organized
> society. Leaders must inspire Awe in their subjects. It doesn't
> work out otherwise.
> Grand Prince Vladimir would concur, and a handful of his successors
> (his son Yaroslav the Wise, his grandson Vsevolod, his
> Vladimir Monomachos, and further down the line George Longarms,
> of Bogolyub, Vsevolod the Big Nest, Yaroslav, Alexander of the Neva,
> Ivan Moneybag, all of them renowned Princes, but very often referred
> by their contemporaries as not altogether preposessing and quite
> ill-tempered).
> And even more so would Ivan the Terrible (or, the translation I
> John the Awesome), a descendant of Vladimir.
> He said on one occasion when asked about his brutal ways:
> "This is good for the state, and awesome for the enemies."
> Good luck,
> Sergei
> P.S. Although, in the case of Dobrognewa, "Dobro" means "Kindness",
> and cannot be interpreted as "Good". Trust the native speaker.
> In article <email@example.com>,
> "D. Spencer Hines" <> wrote:
> > _Dobro_ could also be taken as _Good_.
> >
> > Good Wrath? Perhaps, wrath is often _Good_ --- as in _The Wrath
> > God_ frequently providing valuable object lessons to the wayward
> > the Holy Bible.
> >
> > Over the past 40 years or so, many men have been trained to think
> > _Wrath Is Bad_ --- you know, "one of those useless patriarchal
> > leftovers that we need to get rid of. Control yourself."
> >
> > Many contemporary social, political and economic problems can be
> > traced in large part to this fuzzy-headed thinking. Children need
> > see Good Wrath in action from their Fathers, on some occasions.
> >
> > Honest Wrath Can Be A Good Thing. Now, I did NOT say that it
> > is. It should be focused, generally verbal and not physical, and
> > limited duration.
> >
> > Wimpish Men, who are pudendum-whipped, will no doubt disagree.
> >
> > I suspect that Velikij Knyaz Vladimir would understand perfectly
> > I'm talking about. He was certainly no wimp --- nor was he
> > pudendum-whipped.
> >
> > D. Spencer Hines
> >
> > Lux et Veritas
> > Exitus Acta Probat
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Less than a year ago -- nine months to be exact -- No Doubt was playing to a sold-out crowd at the Phoenix.
Tonight, the California ska-pop band will perform at Maple Leaf Gardens, which is 12 times the size of their previous Toronto venue.
The mind boggles, but it's just another example of the astounding ascension of the Orange County group, fronted by made-to-order music mistress Gwen Stefani, who most recently graced the cover of Rolling Stone.
"We've been on the road while this whole thing happened, so for us we haven't actually been able to go home for a long enough period of time to let things sink in," says bassist Tony Kanal on the phone from Long Island, N.Y.
"For the most part, we're doing pretty well. We've been able to maintain our sanity."
No Doubt will also perform and answer questions during an Intimate And Interactive on MuchMusic tomorrow night, beginning at 8 p.m., during which organizers hope to set a world record for the biggest virtual appearance by a band. The show will be broadcast to three continents and carried live on the Internet.
Needless to say, the long and winding road to pop stardom -- two Grammy nominations and millions in album sales -- has required adjustments.
No Doubt's year-and-a-half tour in support of the multi-platinum Tragic Kingdom -- it's sold seven million in the U.S. and 800,000 in Canada -- finally wraps up on July 11 in Hartford, Conn. Following that, the group may do a few shows in Europe before decamping to California and making grown-up decisions -- like buying new homes. (Both Kanal and Stefani still technically live with their parents.)
"I think you go through growing pains," admits Kanal. "When we started touring this record we had just graduated to touring in a bus. The previous eight years of doing shows we were in one van and a trailer. At this point, we're up to three buses, five semi-trucks, 37 people on the road. It's something you just have to adjust to very quickly."
Like the media frenzy over Stefani.
Initially, many magazines wanted to feature her alone -- all platinum blonde hair and pale midriff exposed -- on their covers.
"I think it's definitely a victory that all four of us made it on the cover of Rolling Stone," says Kanal. "It's easier for the media to focus on just one person. And when the lead singer happens to be Gwen, it's totally easy. I guess, yeah, you could say we had to put our foot down."
Then there was the interest in Stefani's involvement with Bush singer Gavin Rossdale. Most recently, rumors of an engagement or impending marriage abound.
"I have no idea what's going on with them," says Kanal. "I'm not privy to that. It's her personal business.
It's not as if Kanal is a disinterested party. He dated Stefani for seven years -- she got the idea for wearing the jewelled bindi on her forehead from his family gatherings -- and found that their relationship woes became fodder for many of the songs on Tragic Kingdom.
Despite only Stefani's side of the story being told on the album, the two have miraculously remained close.
"We had to remain friends, we wanted to, regardless of any external pressures," says Kanal.
And no, he adds, he won't be telling his side of the breakup on the followup to Tragic Kingdom.
"I don't think so. That, to me, is quite personal. I have no desire to let anybody know what happened."


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However, the God-fearing members of the Calvinist church, most strongly represented in the islands and west Highlands, are now being urged to express what the editor of the monthly magazine calls "serious joy".
As part of its bid to shed its fire-and-brimstone image, the church has endorsed the Harry Potter stories, as well as the fantasy movie The Golden Compass, both of which have been denounced as "ungodly" by some Christian groups. ...
I could find no "endorsement" as such, though the writer says it is "beautifully written," which is not the same thing. He should have connected the novel's insinuation that the church opposes reason & intelligence with the popular but unbiblical belief among even zealous Christians that faith is opposed to or beyond reason. For example, one frequently hears Christians deprecating "head" knowledge. With talk like this so commonplace, no wonder Pullman found grist for his mill.
It looks like part of the Free Church of Scotland has lost its discernment.


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Intertanko & ITF, Young Seafarers' Workshop
Intertanko and the International Transport Workers' Federation (ITF) this week organized over three days in London a Workshop for young serving seafarers to express their views on their career and life at sea, and on what attracts young people to the shipping industry and retains them there.
The Young Seafarers' Focus Group consisted of 20 volunteers of seven different nationalities drawn from the membership of both associations. All were young, serving seafarers of all ranks and from all ship types; all were proud of being professional seafarers; all were active participants in the discussions.
The fundamental concept of the Workshop was to draw on their thoughts, to solicit their comments, their views and concerns, and their recommendations as a collective group, without influence from Intertanko or ITF. Their initial findings were discussed directly by them with heads of industry and then presented in person to the Secretary General of the International Maritime Organization (IMO). The hope is that the findings will provide additional stimulus within the industry to address attraction and retention issues.


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by Marc Bastow | June 6, 2013 11:23 am
If you are getting close to retirement or are recently retired, chances are it's been awhile since you applied for a new credit card, car loan or mortgage.
But that doesn't necessarily mean you won't in the years to come.
Monitoring and managing your credit is just as important today as at any other time. And in addition to the possible requirements for credit mentioned above, U.S. News and World Report's Robert Berger lists a few other credit score-driven benefits[1]:
While keeping up your credit certainly isn't easy at any stage of life, doing so into retirement age can be made more difficult as outside forces (read: family and friends) might ask you to "help out" with a purchase, investment or even a difficult credit predicament not of your doing.
It's OK to help out in these circumstances. Just make sure you understand the potential pitfalls, and try to mitigate your own risk as much as possible.
For instance, co-signing or guaranteeing loans or leases means you are liable for the debt if your "other party" can't make payments. Further, the obligation goes on your credit report, as will the payment history. Just like a banking institution, know your co-signer, and spell out the consequences for both parties (in the event the obligation starts to go badly) before you sign on the dotted line. You can help your situation by insisting on a bigger down payment to lower the amount owed, or if you have the funds, consider directly funding a bigger down payment in hopes of your potential co-signer being solely approved for a lesser loan, taking you off the hook altogether.
As for leasing arrangements, again, cover your backside: When my son changed schools prior to the start of a college semester, as co-lessee on an apartment lease, I was contractually obligated to pay for a 12-month period. I was fortunate in that as part of my agreement with the school, the rental agents worked to find a substitute tenant, and I was off the hook for several months of an empty apartment. But always ask if there is an "out" on the lease payments, and if so, what action must be taken.
Or, let's say you have a nephew who is looking for investors so he can start a new business. By all means, provide some seed money if you can — just make sure there is paperwork that absolves you of any liability just in case the business doesn't pan out. Consult an attorney if necessary. If your relatives or friends accuse you of not believing in their business or in them, explain that you're only protecting yourself against a worst-case scenario. If that's still not enough to quell their emotions, however, you might want to reconsider your investment.
After all, you've worked hard not only for your money, but your credit history. Both deserve your protection.
Marc Bastow is an Assistant Editor at InvestorPlace.com.
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Outfielder Josh Hamilton anticipated being in the lineup for the Rangers on Monday night as they start a three-game series against the San Diego Padres, but manager Ron Washington had other plans in mind.
Washington kept Hamilton out of the lineup as a precautionary move. Hamilton missed the Silver Boot Series against the Astros this weekend after being hospitalized for an intestinal virus.
Hamilton was with the team in Sunday's finale against Houston but did not participate in team activities.
While Hamilton is not in the lineup Monday night, Washington did say Hamilton would be available to pinch hit if necessary. Hamilton participated in workouts Monday and is expected to start Tuesday night.
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Shattered: Alaskan Courage, Book Two
Shattered: Alaskan Courage, Book Two
It's back to Yancey, Alaska, with the second book in Dani Pettrey's Alaskan Courage series. In SUBMERGED, we were introduced to the abundantly-sized McKenna family, and experienced not only an exciting mystery, but also the rekindled romance between Cole McKenna and Bailey. Now, in SHATTERED, we get to see how youngest sister Piper finds love, as foreshadowed in book one. That romance is overshadowed just slightly by the suspenseful plot in Pettrey's sophomore novel, which I found to be even more gripping than SUBMERGED.
Reef McKenna, prodigal brother and professional snowboarder, is back in Yancey for a competition. He shows up at his sisters' home in the middle of the night, covered in blood. By his own admission, the blood belongs to his friend and fellow-snowboarder, Karli Davis, who has been murdered in the ski-lodge restroom. Reef claims he didn't kill her, but two witnesses say otherwise.
"SHATTERED opens with a bang and keeps a steady pace until the end. Well, at least until two-thirds of the way in, when the fast pace surges to its exciting finale."
Due to the overwhelming evidence, Reef is arrested. His family is devastated, especially Piper. There isn't a doubt in her mind that Reef is telling the truth. Now she only has to convince Deputy Landon Grainger, longtime family friend whom she's known since she was practically a toddler. While Landon seems to want to believe in Reef's innocence, Piper senses doubt in his eyes. That's all it takes to set her on a mission to learn the truth, even if it means doing it on her own.
For Landon, arresting Reef was bad enough, but seeing Piper so distraught makes it even worse. Recently, he came to the shocking realization that his feelings for the girl he still calls "Pipsqueak" have grown into something even he can't identify. He's been fighting it ever since, convinced that Piper will always think of him like a brother. But every time he looks at her, his attraction grows. He hides his feelings behind gruffness and sarcasm, but secretly wishes he could take her in his arms and protect her from the world.
Because the police chief is convinced that Reef is guilty, Landon decides to take a leave of absence so he can do some personal investigating in an effort to find the truth --- no matter what it may be. He and Piper end up following a lead that takes them to Canada, then California and Oregon. It is on this trip that everything starts coming together --- with the case, as well as with Piper and Landon's relationship.
SHATTERED opens with a bang and keeps a steady pace until the end. Well, at least until two-thirds of the way in, when the fast pace surges to its exciting finale. Unlike a traditional mystery, it's not a whodunit. The main characters don't make up the suspect pool. It's more like uncovering layer after layer of information to get to the truth. Dani Pettrey does a fabulous job of creating twists, turns, and forks-in-the-road for Piper and Landon to follow as they attempt to prove Reef's innocence.
If there is one thing to pick on, it's that for the first several chapters, Piper comes across as slightly annoying. Although her faith in Reef and her determination to help him is understandable and admirable, it's a little over-the-top at times. Then again, in real life, there are plenty of people who are overemotional and melodramatic, and this is clearly Piper's personality (which becomes evident in book one). During her time in Canada with Landon, however, she has taken a "chill pill," so to speak, and tones it down. By the time they return to Yancey, Piper seems to have grown up a bit.
There isn't a lot of character depth with Piper, but the "growth spurt" she experiences shows itself in a few different ways towards the end of the book, especially in her relationship with Landon. The romance is well-written, and Landon's emotional struggle is handled nicely. The groundwork has also been laid for a couple of other romances to develop as the series continues.
I, for one, have fallen in love with the McKenna family and look forward to the next title in the Alaskan Courage series. The dynamic relationships, along with the fast-paced and compelling plot, make this an excellent choice for fans of romantic suspense.
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[JURIST] Prosecutors in East Timor [JURIST news archive] questioned former Prime Minister Mari Alkatiri [BBC profile] Thursday about allegations that he illegally distributed weapons to local militias and ordered them to kill political opponents. An investigation began after Vincent "Railos" da Concecao, claiming he was the leader of the alleged hit squad, told reporters that Alkatiri and former Interior Minister Rogerio Lobato provided arms for da Concecao to use against political opponents during weeks of violence [BBC report] that erupted after Alkatiri dismissed 600 striking members of the East Timor army [JURIST report]. Alkatiri has been confined to the city limits [Reuters report] of Dili for 15 days while prosecutors prepare for more questioning.
Prosecutors summoned Alkatiri [JURIST report] for Thursday's questioning even though Alkatiri had refused an earlier summons [JURIST report] in June, claiming immunity from criminal prosecution as a member of Parliament. Alkatiri, who denies the allegations, automatically received a seat in Parliament after he resigned in June [BBC report]. Prosecutors charged Lobato [JURIST report] in the case in June. Meanwhile, the Australian is reporting that Lobato's lawyers have accused [Australian report] the Australian military, who arrested the former minister in June, of violating the Geneva Conventions [ICRC materials] by arresting him without a warrant. AP has more.


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In compliance with the Higher Education Opportunities Act of 2008, the U.S. department of Education (USDOE) conducted a Negotiated Rule Making Process in 2010, and institutions offering distance education must provide enrolled and prospective students with contact information for filing complaints with its accrediting agency and with the appropriate state agency for handling complaints in the student's state.
It is recommended that students taking online classes at Chemeketa Community College first pursue their concerns with Chemeketa's program areas. Students taking online classes at Chemeketa Community College who reside out-of-state should follow the Grievance Procedures to resolve concerns as noted in the Student's Rights section of the Student Rights & Academic Policies. This procedure does not apply to any other dispute.
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Townhouse in perfect condition from which you can access the beach in just a few minutes walk. It is located in the most prestigious area of Gava Mar, close to public transportation, in a neighbourhood of very good quality, which is inhabited all year, in a very quiet and peaceful environment. It is just the perfect spot to catch a silent moment to relax from the big city. This community area is an ideal addition to the house itself, especially for families with children or only adolescents.
Located between Barcelona and Sitges, Castelldefels – Gava Beaches are in the perfect place to enjoy the best of Barcelona while living in a quiet and relaxing area. This site offers an attractive blend of proximity to Barcelona centre and access to wonderful nature paradises with its mild climate, surrounded by lush pine trees bordering the spectacular golden sands beaches and unbeatable Mediterranean views.
Barcelona city centre can be reached in about 20 minutes by the suburban transit railway or on the Highway C-32 and Motorway C-31. Castelldefels – Gava is only 10 minutes to Barcelona International airport.
The most prestigious International Schools in Barcelona are in this area or have easy school bus access. The British School of Barcelona and Lycée Français de Gava Bon Soleil are two of the most prestigious International Schools in Barcelona & near the Beach. , Also Famous Tennis academies like Academia Sánchez-Casal,
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text: About a year ago my college friend in Alaska suggested that we go for a ride through Canada and Alaska. I thought it sounded like a great idea so the search was on for a bike to do the job. Due to my short inseam all my bike purchases come down to seat height. What I really wanted for the trip was an F800 GS but I ended up settling for an 2012 BMW F650GS . So I did a little planning and bought my ferry ticket for the trip and it was on to get the bike set up for the trip. Yesterday was the final stop to get a service and a new set of tires for the trip. The bike fully loaded with a new set of Heidenau K60s. Since it was fully loaded I wanted to see how close I was to the GVWR of 770lbs. Looks like I have 50lbs of room for food and souvenirs And without the rider, you can do the math. I guess I will get to do some heavy lifting when I drop it. This is the proposed route. Google Maps Link I have to be back in Southern Oregon by August 13th I plan on leaving today or tomorrow.<sup> </sup> My progress can be tracked here via my Spot page I have a netbook and will try my best to keep this post updated during my trip when I can find some wifi. This will be my first long distance ride (and report) and I am really looking forward to the experience. Enjoy the ride, Trailgoon


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From award-winning author Lisa Tuttle comes a riveting novel that combines the contemporary story of one man's search for a missing young woman with history's most enduring legends of the disappeared. Gripping and unforgettable, here is a spellbinding mix of the mysteries that inhabit our everyday lives–and a mind-bending exploration of what happens when someone vanishes without a trace.
Ever since his father disappeared when he was nine years old, Ian Kennedy… (more)
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Honeyvale Cottage in Georgetown is the home of Ability Beyond Disability's newest program thanks to Frank and Maryann Lombardi.
The Lombardis purchased the home and renovated it for their son Gianni, who is in the program, so he could live closer to them. He is living in the house with two other young men on the autism spectrum.
Ms. Lombardi said Gianni had been living at specialized residential school, Benhaven in New Haven, the only one in the state that teaches children with autism.
Since Gianni was at that time nearing the age of 21 and would be moved to a group home probably farther away from home, the Lombardis bought Honeyvale Cottage so he could be closer to them.
"We had not worked with Ability Beyond Disability before," said Ms. Lombardi, because Gianni had been with Benhaven since the age of 11. As he reached the time when he would transition from Benhaven, a Wilton transition coordinator advised getting in touch with Ability Beyond Disability, she said.
At that time, the Lombardis had been remodeling the house, which needed a lot work, and they were nearing the end of the remodeling phase Ms. Lombardi said.
That's when Ability Beyond Disability came in with its safety team to see if anything further needed to be done to make the house safe for Gianni and his roommates.
Ability Beyond Disability, headquartered in Bethel, is providing residential support services 24/7 for the residents of the three-bedroom home.
Gianni, now 21, is living in the home with roommates ages 24 and 30. "They're having a great time. They have an active lifestyle and go for walks," said Ms. Lombardi.
Her son has a job collecting donated food from supermarket sites that he takes to Community Plates in Norwalk, a nonprofit that helps feed the poor.
The three young men hosted a Christmas Party on Dec. 17 and have plans to start a vegetable garden this summer, said Ms. Lombardi.
"The whole ideas was to bring Gianni home to his own community," she said, adding he came home from Benhaven every weekend and holiday but was not connected to the community.
Now he goes to the YMCA and plays basketball and he and his housemates come to the Lombardis' restaurants to take bottles and cans for recycling. The Lombardis own Lombardi's Pizza in West Redding and are part-owners of Fresca Trattoria in Georgetown.
"We hope we have inspired more people to do this," said Ms. Lombardi. "It's a great model. Our staff is exceptional, and are doing an amazing job. Each brings something unique to the house."
"The Lombardi family took the lead in making the home suitable for individuals with autism and chose Ability Beyond Disability to provide support in the home and will continue to serve as landlords for the property," Ability Beyond Disability said in its release. Their son and the other young men are renters.
Tanya Medve, the assistant director of programs & services for the organization, oversees the new home in Georgetown.
"We are so grateful to the Lombardi family for all their hard work, and for choosing Ability Beyond Disability to provide these critical supports," said Ms. Medve. "We intend to utilize this opportunity to develop a model that can be replicated to meet the needs of a growing number of individuals on the autism spectrum who will be seeking residential services in the future," she said.
"We want to call attention to the family for being forward-thinking about their son," said Ms. Medve during an interview in her office.
She called this new program "truly a community living arrangement — [the young men] live in the community the same as everyone else and participate in what the community has to offer."
In addition to the Georgetown house, Ability Beyond Disability has a continuous residential support model in Ridgefield funded by t he state Department of Developmental Services.
"Georgetown is unique in that the family is the landlord," said Ms. Medve.
In its release, the organization said both it and the Lombardi family "would like to thank the Georgetown community for being so welcoming of the new program. A very special thanks to Bill North of Redding who volunteered many hours on this project. His hard work and advice made a tremendous difference in the renovations of the home."
Ability Beyond Disability also thanked Dempsey Partners "for a generous donation which was used to purchase equipment to further adapt the environment to the needs of the individuals in the home.
Ability Beyond Disability, which also has headquarters in Mount Kisco, N.Y., provides a wide range of services for more than 2,000 people with a disability that inhibits their activities of daily living.
"We are always evolving to meet people's needs. We are not the same as a few years ago," said Ms. Medve. "…The types of disabilities are changing. We serve people with mental illness, people served by the state Department of Children and Family Services in addition to folks with developmental disabilities."
In July 2012, Ability Beyond Disability merged with Interlude Inc. to support people with disabilities and mental health challenges.
"We want to call attention to the opportunities for people to apply to work for Ability Beyond Disability," Ms. Medve said./
As of last July, she said, there are various programs in Norwalk. "We want to pull potential employees from new areas because we keep expanding geographically!"
If interested call 203-775-4700.
To volunteer with the organization, contact Samantha Cosentino at 203-826-3181. For more information on Ability Beyond Disability go to abilitybeyonddisability.org.


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Friday, February 5, 2010
LUZON DELICACIESPosted by fantastic 3 at 7:15 PM
It is popular in Ilocos region though many Filipino knew this recipe, it originated in Ilocos.
The word is the contracted form of the Ilocano word pinakebbet, meaning "shrunk" or "shriveled". The original Ilocano pinakbet uses bagoong, of fermented monamon or other fish, while further south, bagoong alamang is used.
Pinakbet Recipe
Ingredients:2 tbsps. cooking oil
1 tbsp. garlic, finely minced
½ cup onion, finely chopped
750 gms. pork, diced
5 pcs. ginger
4 pcs. ripe tomatoes, cubed
½ cup shrimp paste (bagoong alamang)
½ cup water
3 pcs. eggplants, sliced
2 cups squash, sliced
300 gms. okra
300 gms. sitaw
salt & pepper to taste
- Heat the oil in a saucepan and sauté the garlic and onion.
- Add the pork. Stir and cook for 15 minutes.
- Add the ginger and tomatoes and cook for 10 minutes.
- Add the shrimp paste and stir for 3 minutes.
- Add the water and bring to a boil.
- Add the eggplant, squash, okra and sitaw.
- Simmer for 15 minutes.
- Season with salt and pepper if desired.
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Network Formation With Endogenous Decay
This paper considers a model of economic network characterized by an endogenous architecture and frictions in the relations among agents as described in Bala and Goyal (2000). We propose a similar network model with the difference that frictions in the relations among agents are endogenous. Frictions are modeled as dependent on the result of a coordination game, played by every pair of directly linked agents and characterized by 2 equilibria: one efficient and the other risk dominant. The model has a multiplicity of equilibria and we produce a characterization of those are stochastically stable.
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Murray makes most of Senior Bowl
FAIRHOPE, Ala. (AP) - Georgia quarterback Aaron Murray is hoping to benefit from the Senior Bowl, even if he doesn't throw a pass.
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Murray is observing practice alongside the healthy passers, attending position meetings and visiting with NFL teams.
He's unable to play or practice while recovering from a torn anterior cruciate ligament in his left knee sustained against Kentucky on Nov. 23.
Murray said Monday that he's already met with ''quite a few'' NFL teams.
He says coming to the Senior Bowl ''was a great decision.'' Murray says his goal is to meet as many NFL coaches, scouts and general managers as possible.
He measured out at 6-foot, three-eighths of an inch in Monday's weigh-in. That places him a tad shorter than Clemson's Tajh Boyd but over the symbolic 6-foot mark.
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Having an experienced construction manager for the proposed Medical Education Commons Building at Georgia Health Sciences University not only means a more cost-effective project but a more environmentally friendly and energy-efficient building, officials said.
Skanska USA was chosen from among four finalists for the $62 million project, which will also include a renovation of the Gross Anatomy Lab at GHSU. The university hopes the new building will follow principles of the Leadership in Energy and Environmental Design — or LEED — program of the U.S. Green Building Council. Having a construction manager involved early in the design helps, said Matt Jones, the vice president of Skanska.
"A major part of achieving those LEED points falls onto the shoulders of the construction team," he said. "That involves selecting materials that are regional and local. It involves finding materials that have the recycled contents that are needed to achieve those points."
It means recycling construction waste and making sure sustainable materials are used, said Phil Howard, the vice president of facilities service for GHSU.
"There's a whole host of environmentally friendly pieces to this," he said.
As a national contractor, Skanska does monthly commodity reports on construction materials so it can monitor how their trends in prices will affect the ultimate cost of the building and perhaps influence the design, Jones said.
"At each step of the design process, we'll work with the architect to do real-time cost estimates so that as they design it, we're giving real-time feedback to what the market is saying the costs of this will be," Jones said.
That means trimming or changing materials if the cost is too high or adding wanted features if it now appears they would be within the budget, he said.
"It makes it easier to negotiate things in or out throughout the process," Howard said. "It's difficult to do that at the end. They bring incredible value with that."
Skanska is used to working in the midst of campus, avoiding disruption of other buildings and keeping students safe, Jones said. In the case of the Gross Anatomy Lab, it will work on the first floor while other classrooms and research labs continue functioning. The company seals off the construction area to prevent debris or noise from disrupting the other areas, Jones said.
"You've basically got complete isolation from your construction space and the ongoing classrooms and labs around you," he said.
Skanska must still complete a contract with the Georgia State Financing and Investment Commission, and bond funding for the project must still be approved and the bonds issued, Howard said. He hopes that can happen later this year.


text: > > I'm running cygwin on WinXP and got a different failure (below) from > the > > latest darcs hs-plugins. Line 11 is right after the TOP definition. > Does > > anyone have a theory about what's going on here? - Conal > > looks like the TOP and GHC_LIB_PATH values are the output of external > commands, such as ghc --print-libdir, and someone forgot to remove the > linefeeds from the output before inserting it in the script? > Recent versions of cygwin bash do not by default handle DOS/Windows-style line endings well. See any recent bash release notice on cygwin-announce for details, but here are the juicy bits. According to Eric Blake volunteer cygwin bash maintainer <quote> 4. This version of bash has a cygwin-specific shell option, named "igncr" to force bash to ignore \r, independently of cygwin's mount style. As of bash- 3.2.3-5, it controls regular scripts, command substitution, and sourced files. I hope to convince the upstream bash maintainer to accept this patch into the future bash 4.0 even on Linux, rather than keeping it a cygwin-specific patch, but only time will tell. There are several ways to activate this option: 4a. For a single affected script, add this line just after the she-bang: (set -o igncr) 2>/dev/null && set -o igncr; # comment is needed 4b. For a single script, invoke bash explicitly with the shopt, as in 'bash -o igncr ./myscript' rather than the simpler './myscript'. 4c. To affect all scripts, export the environment variable BASH_ENV, pointing to a file that sets the shell option as desired. Bash will source this file on startup for every script. 4d. Added in the bash-3.2-2 release: export the environment variable SHELLOPTS with igncr included in it. It is read-only from within bash, but you can set it before invoking bash; once in bash, it auto-tracks the current state of 'set -o igncr'. If exported, then all bash child processes inherit the same option settings; with the exception added in 3.2.9-11 that certain interactive options are not inherited in non-interactive use. 5. You can also experiment with the IFS variable for controlling how bash will treat \r during variable expansion. </quote> -- Iain Alexander ia at stryx.demon.co.uk