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Dogging the Wife
Coming back in the wee hours of the morning from a party East of Ilford, we stopped at a large supermarket to get milk & bread -- the boring things of life, or so I thought. Driving into the huge car park I chose to drive down the side of the supermarket near a small group of cars in an otherwise deserted tarmac wasteland, and switched off the lights.
My wife, in her mid thirties & very prim & proper was about to get out when I stopped her as I'd seen some scurrying movements by the cars as we'd pulled in. As our eyes grew accustomed to the dark we were amazed to see not thirty feet away a woman half in, half out of a car bending forwards so her head was in the vehicle. My wife being much quicker than I muttered ' Oh, my god she's giving the driver a blow job'. Not being quick and unable to actually see into the car I was about to laugh at her when a black guy came around from behind the same car, dropped his tracksuit pants and shoved a large dick up her from behind. It was only then I realised the woman was totally naked. We watched as he fucked her for a good five minutes before [ presumably having cum ] he pulled up his tracksuit bottoms and walked off. To our disbelief within two minutes a black youth appeared and positioning himself behind her stuck his dick into what must have been a well lubricated hole.
By now peering into the gloom I could see vague sexual activity around at least two other cars. I was about to start the engine when my wife stopped me and without a word just kept watching for the five minutes or so that the youth pumped away. When he pulled out I swear I could see cum run out of the woman and drip to the floor, though it was probably my overactive imagination. Again -- in a very few minutes another youth appeared. At this point the wife told me to drive away & park in front of the stores entrance which I did.
Having got our milk & bread we were heading for the exit when the other half saw a security guard. Calling him over she asked if he knew what was going on in the car park. In a very matter of fact manner he told her that it happened most Friday & Saturday nights. It transpired that the guards watched on close circuit cameras as it helped to ' pass the night'. It was we were told an activity called 'dogging'.
I didn't notice the difference in my wife until we got home and had climbed into bed. She immediately grabbed my dick, climbed on top [ something she rarely did ] and over the next hour made me fuck her three times. I woke up next morning with my dick in her mouth [ she always hated oral ] and had to ball her again but from behind. I had never experienced her so horny in our twelve years together. She made no pretence of the fact watching another woman being balled by total strangers had really turned her on.. Later that afternoon and with a few beers inside me - as throw-away line I asked her if she actually had the nerve to go dogging, her response was to free my tackle and give me a complete blow job on the spot. I naturally took that as a yes! I admit that despite myself, I was as excited at the prospect as she was, and she was!
In her head she'd obviously already planned it. The following Friday night saw us booked into a local motel near the supermarket. We had a dinner and then spent the rest of the evening in our room waiting for the early hours of the morning. I had butterflies about the whole thing, but if she did they didn't show. Dressing for the event in my case meant little, the wife however bathed and prepared herself meticulously, she'd even bought new underwear. With long legs, a tight - shapely bum, good sized and firm boobs she was always a cracking looking woman. Squeezed into a powder blue bra', matching skimpy panties, suspenders & blue stocking she looked fabulous. This she topped with a boob tube and very short skirt -- both designed to be easily removed.
At 12.30am we drew up in the same car park but this time closer to the little knot of cars we had so innocently observed the week before. Seeing my apprehension she squeezed my crotch and told me to go with the flow but not to interfere unless there was any real problem. In short she was in control. As we'd seen the week before we opened our car doors but instead of waiting inside as I'd expected she got out. Facing towards the grass verge & bordering car park bushes, she proceeded to pull off her boob tube and remove her 'bra. Next she pulled down and stepped out of her skirt and knickers. Then leaning back on the car she stood with her legs open with her tits and cunt on full show to whom ever was watching. Within sixty seconds a shape detached itself from the darkness of the verge and walked towards our car.
Sitting in the car it all happened so quick. All I could see was her ass and suspenders framed in the top of the door and a little of the car park through the gap in her legs. Then I saw another pair of legs in jeans, heard a gasp, watched the gap between her legs widen, before the tips of two black fingers curled round her crutch searching for her hole. They quickly found her slit, travelled almost its entire length a couple of time before her bum jerked back a little as they found entered inside her. The owner of the digits frigged her for 90 seconds before they slipped out. He must have turned her around because her head and upper body appeared in the car facing me. Her hands groped onto the passenger seat to supporting her whilst her tits swung free inches from my face.
She gave me a nervous smile which disappeared as she felt the guys prick find her hole and then gave a grunt as it obviously buried itself to the hilt up her snatch. Her tits soon began to swing as his length drove in and out. Her legs were wide open and framed by her crutch I could catch glimpses of his black balls slapping the underside of her ass. Her eyes closed - the rest of her face was a picture of concentration and frowns as she worked up to a heightened state of ecstasy. It wasn't long before she was biting her lip, giving small moans of pleasure whilst her tits were swinging frantically underneath her rocking body. Then she suddenly came to an immediate halt. All she said was ' My God, he's really letting go in me'. There was no ceremony, no moans, groans, he merely held her still for15 seconds or so and then pulled out. I distinctly heard the 'pop' and a smear of cum appear at the top of her cunt.
Before she or I could respond to the event I saw the head of a black dick momentarily appear between her legs before flashing into her open cunt. The first thrust took her head almost into my lap. As she steadied herself with her arms she muttered that this prick was 'big' and I told her it was also black. Whether it was this information or the fact that the first guy had 'warmed' her up she clearly started to enjoy it. Instead of just taking the action my wife pushed back, striking up a rhythm, which soon had her making little whimpering sounds. Quickly an orgasm built then broke leaving her shaking and moaning as the pounding of her butt went on.
It had to be three or four minutes before her moaning stopped. She muttered to me that the guys prick was swelling inside of her and then her eyes opened wide as his seed obviously started spunking deep into her womb. Later she told me it had been like somebody putting a hosepipe up her fanny and turning it on in spurts. The amount he left became obvious to me. After he pulled out she pushed her body out the car and stood up. Now I could only see the top of her right inside leg and pubic mound framed in the door way. Down the inside of her thigh I found myself watching a long trail of thick white spunk. It was trickling copiously down - pushed forward by the sperm leaking from deep within the womb. Despite being fascinated by this I did eventually manage to tear my eyes away, and having opened my door also got out.
It was quite a sight. My wife leaning against the car was surrounded by five men, all with their dicks out, more than one of them also trying to feel her up. She then spoke out in a loud and authoritative voice that if they wanted to fuck her then we would all have to come with her over to the grassy bank at the edge of the car park. As bold as brass she then walked off, completely nude, [ except for her suspenders & stockings ] across the tarmac. Reaching the edge we followed her in behind the bushes to a flat section of grass. This site was eerily lit by an orange street lamp which was casting in its light from high up and some thirty feet away on the main road. With a show of odd chivalry one of the men even put down his coat for her to lay on. My wife obliged and laying down opened her legs waiting for the first to get enough of his kit off to get down on her.
A dumpy and very hairy guy was on and up her in seconds. We all watched as his hairy ass pumped her. His prick was not big and he was not a stayer. Within a couple of minutes he pulled his dick out and finished off by wanking it until he quickly shot blobs of spunk all over her bell. Equally as quickly his trousers were pulled up and he was heading back through the bushes. I could see that she wasn't all that impressed by this performance and stepping forward I used a paper towel to clean her belly off.
With four and me left she decided to take control. Ordering us all to strip our lower bodies she surveyed the prospects with a wanton eye I didn't have she'd possessed. She picked the guy with the fattest dick and opened her legs once again. This time she had a man who clearly could stay. In fact he fucked her none stop for a good ten minutes making her cum at least twice before I watched his balls performing gymnastics as they pumped his spunk into her. Having finished he patted her thigh pulled up his duds and also walked off.
Her last fuck had raised her into quite a sweat and as she got up I saw that it had also left her inner thighs running with a sizeable rivers of spunk. Using somebody's underpants she wiped herself off and instructed the remaining black guy [ who easily had a nine inch prick ] to lay down where she had been.. She then straddled him and eased his prick head up into her cunt. Once it was in she sank to the bottom of it before indicating to a short, weedy looking white guy to come round and put his dick into her mouth. She then got me and the other guy to the left and right of her so she could hold our dicks in each of her hands. My wife then slid up and down on the black rod filling her hole whilst sucking off the prick in her mouth and wanking our erections. I say wanking she was more pulling on them to give herself a good up and down leverage!
It really was an incredible site to see her with a rosy pink, if slightly sweaty sheen, sucking, fucking, wanking and working on all four guys at once. Eventually she let go of the pricks in her hands and grabbed the hips of the man who had the prick in her mouth and used these to lever herself up and down. I moved round the back to watch her ass and pussy sliding up and down the huge black pole she was riding. As the shaft went in and out a froth of white spunk, which had been whipped up inside her, slowly exited her hole. I watched fascinated as it moved down the black guys prick until it eventually gathered into a small mound on top of his balls.
The guy in her mouth was showing sign of coming and presumably because she did not want to swallow his efforts my wife took his shaft out of her mouth and wanking it watched it send arching, white sprays of globular cum into her face, hair, neck and chest. Whether it was normal for him or just the excitement of the occasion he had to have pulsed eight or nine separate sprays over her before he pulled away. Without a word she next concentrated on the guy beneath. Putting both hands on his chest she rode him hard and within a few minutes his grunting informed us he was also dumping his load into my wife's by now full womb. As she raised her ass off him he used his elbows to propel himself from between her legs and stopped when his dick reached her tits. Reaching down he used her cleavage and breasts to clean off the spunk which had accumulated on the outside of his shaft. From behind I had the strangely exciting sight of my wife's fanny surrounded by a ring of other men's frothy cum. Her hole which was very pink, also had a constant stream of think spunk oozing out.
Now she just had the two of us left. The last stranger, an Asian youth took it upon himself to get down and slide under her with the obvious intention of her repeating the former performance but with his prick up her. He was clearly very inexperienced and fascinated by her free swinging tits. My wife, to her credit, took time with him, stopping to encourage him to suck and play with her tits, and eventually came herself in grand style. In all she took a good twenty five minutes to fuck him and when finished her tits were covered in red marks from the exuberant sucking and handling they'd received.
With all the men gone and being hidden from the car park we were left alone. I made to fuck her myself but she was having none of it indicating I'd have to wait until we were back in the motel. Giving in - we made a dash for the car only to be stopped by two men with their dicks out who were very anxious to enjoy her. With calmness and great authority she stopped, smiled at them and simply said, 'sorry guys I'm full up, maybe another time'!
In the car she slipped on the top and the short skirt she'd been wearing and we drove. back to the motel. Here she brazenly walked through the lobby, bits of straw like grass clinging to her and clearly showing a mass of dried white stains down the insides of her legs. Once in the room she stripped off and lay on the bed. The little vixen then deliberately opened her legs to give me sight of her very pink and enlarged hole, which still contained a large white ball of cum in an entrance surrounded by numerous layers of dried, matted spunk.
It was an erotic sight. My prick could not refuse the invitation. It soon slid into that well filled pussy, I swear it was solid with the creamy, soft spunk through which my dick slid back and forth. If you have never followed into your woman after another bloke its hard to describe the feeling. It's like have your prick sliding in and out of a soft, stuffed, velvet glove, it is so erotic. As I was fucking her I stopped and asked which bloke she had enjoyed the most. To my surprise she plumped for the last, the Asian youth. The sneaky little bugger had fucked her three times! He'd apparently cum within seconds of getting up her, played with her tits, got hard again, cum again, played with her tits some more, and grown hard and fucked again until she'd cum with him as he'd dumped into her for a third time. Needless to say having listened to this I was also soon dumping a huge load of my own. In fact so much was already in her cunt that each spurt resulted in a tidal wave rolling up the outside of my own six inches.
Though exhausted and quickly asleep I have to admit to waking her up at least three times before dawn to shove my prick back up her velvet fanny and dump another load in it. Since this first time we have occasionally repeated this experience in other places with each one bringing its own new experiences. If you haven't yet been 'dogging' -- I'd seriously advise you to give it a go!
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Bringing the Gernsheim collection to The University of Texas at Austin
In the 1950s, the Gernsheims began searching for a permanent home for their photography collection, and after a series of negotiations, Harry Ransom made them an offer they couldn't refuse.
ROY FLUKINGER: I think in 1955 is when he writes his first paper about wanting to help set up or help found a museum. And he starts approaching other institutions in England to begin with about taking this on. At this time, as it happens in the history of photography, not many institutions are recognizing photography as an art form. Things like the British Library, the Victoria and Albert Museum all say, "No, we're not interested." Or "It's not an art." Or, "It's a craft."
So, in the '50s, he starts also offering it beyond England and approaches a number of German institutions and a number of European institutions to see if they might be interested. He gets an offer from a private consortium in, of all places, Detroit, Michigan. A company called Showcase, which has a building that they're renovating, and they offer him basically a floor on it to be the Gernsheim museum of photography. And he accepts.
He and Alison move to Detroit together with the bulk of the collection, and they're given keys to the city by the mayor, given a nice reception, put up in a fine hotel. But the institution is only an empty building, and there's not a great deal of capital involved in it, and the people who got him over there are trying to desperately raise the funds while they're doing it.
In the middle of all this, he conceives of the idea of doing this massive exhibition. It is a huge success. The publication is significant. One of the people who hears about this is [Harry] Ransom, who approaches him through a book dealer, Lew Feldman of the House of El Dieff, [who] is his book buyer at the time for Ransom, and they start negotiating with him. At the same time, other offers are made to him in Germany again. He starts weighing the various offers back and forth.
The exhibit closes. He's still stuck in Detroit with the collection. Alison and he are both getting sick of it. He had first turned UT down, along with the other institutions, but they come back with another offer. It's not exactly what he wanted. He wanted to have an institution that would basically be set up solely for his museum. He wanted to be the curator and director. He wanted to have an established budget to continue to build on it, and work with it.
Ransom offered him a lump sum amount, outright, of money. And if he wanted to, he could come and be the director, but the rest of it would be part of the overall what is becoming the Ransom Center—not the Ransom Center at the time, the Humanities Research Center. And so Helmut considers it, and finally they decide to accept the offer. At the last minute, he decides he doesn't want to move to Texas. He's heard too many things about Texas being this wild place with cattle and cactus and cowboys and all sorts of things like that, and he never comes to see us. He just decides, "No."
So, he and Alison decide they're going to retire to Switzerland with the money. Signed the deal, shipped the collection here, say goodbye to it. It's a strong emotional thing for him to do, to give it up. To "give up the child," as he says, but he did, and they retired to Switzerland. And the collection comes here in 1963, and that is sort of the way by which it evolved and came.

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"I should have killed all these clichés when I had the chance," I yell out in the dream. Sunlight slipping through the attic window onto the empty side of my bed.
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A film that was high on my must watch list at the Sydney Film Festival was TODAY – the Senegalese film by French-Senegalese filmmaker Alain Gomis. The film which was competing in the Official Competition stars American artist and poet Saul Williams in the lead character Satche.
The film had been described as a mystical surrealist story based in Dakar, Senegal. I had pictured what the film would be like in my head, but it did not match up to those images. However once I slowly took in the film, pondered over it for a few days and removed all my earlier preconceived perceptions, I found it to be a subtle, contemplative and well executed film.
TODAY follows a Satche (Saul Williams) as he wakes up fully aware along with the entire village and his family that it is his last day on earth. He snakes around the streets of Dakar saying final goodbyes to friends and family. The film moves gently showcasing a picturesque and vibrant Dakar with emotions bubbling up slowly in short bursts.
His loved ones around him feel the intensity of his death the most with his wife refusing to be touched by him as she can't stand the thought of her impending loss while his mistress is consumed with bitterness and anger.
I found the choice of using Williams instead of a local Senegalese actor to be interesting and I got the chance to question Gomis about it the following day. He gave an insightful response that putting in a foreigner forces a different level of understanding as the actor is forced to interpret thoughts, actions and conversation differently, moving and behaving in Dakar uniquely as opposed to a local.
The opening scene is both confronting and humorous as Satche is confronted with loved ones speaking out about his life, his achievements, his weaknesses and his failures. Gomis refers to the film as a 'celebration of life' in the Q&A which followed the screening. The focus wasn't on the impending death of Satche but rather the celebration of his existence so far.
There is a beautiful scene where Satche meets a Sufi body washer, whose job is to wash the deceased before burial. The gentleman performs a practice wash on Satche. There is indeed something surreal about experiencing a ritual reserved for your death and the magnitude of this spoke in loud volumes to me.
In the end the silence and the lack of dialogue in the film leaves you to your own devices to fill in the gaps and the unexplained encounters and finally with the ultimate question. How would you spend the last day of your life?


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Planning for a joint scientific space mission
|Registration Form
NOTE: each PDF file must be less than 50 MB and must not be locked/protected.
Submission deadline: 20 December 2013, 12:00 CET (noon)/19:00 (Beijing Time)
Selection of extended abstracts
The submitted extended abstracts will be scrutinized by the Programme Organising Committee (POC) of the Workshop and assigned as oral or poster presentations. The Authors shall be informed about the POC decisions by 10 January 2014.
Information about the boundary conditions for the candidate missions
To ensure that the Call will result in feasible, cost-constrained mission concepts that could be implemented within the pre-defined programmatic constraints, only candidate mission concepts that comply with the boundary conditions being defined by ESA and CAS will be considered. For further details, please see the separate web page: 'boundary conditions for the candidate missions', linked also in the right-hand manu.
Timeline and deadlines
|1st Announcement posted on web and sent to registered people
|22 November 2013
|Deadline for submitting extended abstracts
|20 December 2013
|Selection of oral and poster contributions
|10 January 2014
|2nd Announcement posted on web
|30 January 2014
|Final Agenda distributed to attendees
|30 January 2014
|1st CAS-ESA Workshop (Chengdu)
|25-26 February 2014
|2nd CAS-ESA Workshop (Europe)
|24-26 September 2014
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|Joint Call for missions
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|SMALL SOLDIERS (director: Joe Dante; screenwriters: Ted Elliott/Zak Penn/Adam Rifkin/Terry Rossio/Gavin Scott; cinematographer: Jamie Anderson; editors: Marshall Harvey/Michael Thau; music: Jerry Goldsmith; cast: Gregory Smith (Alan Abernathy), Kirsten Dunst (Christy Fimple), Kevin Dunn (Stuart Abernathy), David Cross (Irwin Wayfair), Jay Mohr (Larry Benson), Denis Leary (Gil Mars), Phil Hartman (Phil Fimple), Ann Magnuson (Irene Abernathy), Dick Miller (Joe), Wendy Schaal (Marion Fimple), Alexandra Wilson (Ms Kegel), Robert Picardo (Ralph Quist), Jonathan Bouck (Brad)Voices: Frank Langella (Archer), Tommy Lee Jones (Major Chip Hazard), Christopher Guest (Slamfist/Scratch-It), Ernest Borgnine (Kip Killigan), Jim Brown (Butch Meathook), Bruce Dern (Link Static), Clint Walker (Nick Nitro), Michael McKean (Insaniac), Harry Shearer (Punch-It), Sarah Michelle Gellar & Christina Ricci (Gwendy's Dolls); Runtime: 110; MPAA Rating: PG-13; producers: Michael Finnell/Colin Wilson; Dreamworks Pictures/Universal; 1998)
about talking action toys."
Reviewed by Dennis Schwartz
Joe Dante ("Gremlins"/"Matinee"/"The Howling") directs this smart satirical action-comedy about talking action toys. The film has a wonderful underlying acerbic humor and a sense of wicked intelligence, as it pretends to be a children's picture while it attacks the entire American culture for being a war-mongering one. Its main point it hammers home is that a new line of action toys 'create war because war is all they know.' This is cleverly used as an analogy to the U.S. military-industrial complex. It follows along the same fantasy narrative structure as Toy Story and is basically a reworking of the Gremlins' plot, but has a more grungy attitude.
The giant defense industry firm Globotech takes over a small toy company, Heartland Play Systems, and its aggressive and arrogant CEO Gil Mars (Denis Leary) fires everyone from Heartland except for two toy designers, the fawning company man Larry Benson (Jay Mohr) and the nerdy Irwin Wayfair (David Cross). Mars gives the green light to develop a new line of action figures made up of the Commando Elites and the Gorgonites, and requests that the toys act like the ones in TV commercials and interact with the children. To accomplish this in the three month time frame ordered by the boss and thereby save their jobs, Larry secretly gets hold of cutting-edge micro-processor computer chips from the firm's military research department that was meant only for the Department of Defense. When installed into the Commando action figures, it turns them into fanatical killer supersoldiers.
Teenager Alan (Gregory Smith) is left alone to run his father's (Kevin Dunn) toy store in the neat little suburban community they just moved to after the misunderstood kid was bounced from two schools. Alan's dad thinks his son can't do anything right and only wishes to remain stress-free. When a trucker named Joe shows up with a batch of Globotech's newest "voice activated'' commando toys, that won't go into the stores until later, the kid makes a deal with the trucker to sell the toys under the table without his dad's knowledge and bring some needed cash into the store. Alan says the reason the toy store is not doing well is because his dad won't carry war toys (presumably the local Wal-Mart or a similar type of department store does), and he just wants to help.
But the action figures escape from their box and carry on a real war as the Commando Elites. Under the leadership of Major Chip Hazard (the voice of Tommy Lee Jones) the Commandos are programmed to attack the benign Gorgonites, who are trained only to hide and search for their ancestral homeland of Gorgon. The Gorgonite emissary is Archer (voice of Frank Langella), who informs the startled Alan of what's going down when he finds the store wrecked, all the action figures missing, and his house and his neighbor's under siege. In his neighbor's house, the foolish Phil Fimple (Phil Hartman, in his last film role) can't comprehend that his daughter Christy (Kirsten Dunst) has been tied up by Barbie Dolls, called Gwendy Dolls (the voices of Christina Ricci and Sarah Michelle Gellar), gone insane, and held hostage by the Commandos who want her to reveal where the Gorgonites are hiding. But to the rescue comes 'the shining knight' Alan to save his dream girl and the friendly Gorgonites, as the two houses are caught in the middle of the crossfire between the warring parties.
The Commandos' voices are supplied by members of the original ''Dirty Dozen'' cast; while the voices of the Gorgonites are supplied by Spinal Tap. Stan Winston was in charge of animation and animatronics, and did an amazing job with the special effects--a combination of digital imagery and puppet animatronics. The film's best quote has Leary tell his toy designers, who fret about childrens' toys being violent "Don't call it violence--call it action. Kids love action."
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Union Village, Rhode Island
Union Village Historic District
Peleg Arnold's house on Great Road, built ca. 1690, one of the oldest homes in North Smithfield and center of American military operations in the town during the American Revolution
|Nearest city
|Woonsocket, Rhode Island
|41°59′28″N 71°32′13″W / 41.99111°N 71.53694°WCoordinates: 41°59′28″N 71°32′13″W / 41.99111°N 71.53694°W
|16 acres (6.5 ha)
|Allen, Walter
|Architectural style
|Italianate, Federal
|NRHP reference #
|78000011 [1]
|Added to NRHP
|July 28, 1978
Union Village or "Bank Village" is a village and historic district located in North Smithfield and Woonsocket, Rhode Island on Rhode Island Route 146A. Union Village developed because it was at the cross roads of old Great Road (Smithfield Road Historic District) (connecting Providence and Worcester, Massachusetts) and Pound Hill Road (connecting the Blackstone River falls to Chepachet and Connecticut).
Union Village was originally named Bank Village, and was the site of the first bank in northern Rhode Island, in 1805. The area was part of the original Edward Inman-John Mowry purchase from the Native Americans in 1666. Richard Arnold Jr. settled in the Union Village area in the late 17th century and the area was predominantly a farming community. In the 1800s the Bank in the village was called the Union Bank and the village received its name from the bank. The house containing the bank vault is still intact (2007). The Village was also home to the Bushee Academy, a prominent school in the nineteenth century. Union Village served as a way stop for travelers on the way to Boston, Worcester and Connecticut, and it was a commercial center through the 1820s. The Marquis de Lafayette allegedly dined at Seth Allen Tavern in Union Village when visiting the United States in 1824-25.
There are numerous Federal-style houses, the "Smithfield Friends Meeting House, Parsonage & Cemetery" (Quaker) and a large historic cemetery in the area. Wright's Farm on Woonsocket Hill Road has a popular dairy and pastry shop.
A 16-acre (6.5 ha) area of the village in North Smithfield, between Westwood Road and Woonsocket Hill Road, was listed on the National Register of Historic Places in 1978.[1][2]
Notable people[edit]
- Emeline S. Burlingame, suffragist[3]
Peleg Arnold's 1774 milestone on old Great Road across from the Quaker Meeting House
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External links and references[edit]
- Federal Writers Project, Rhode Island: A Guide to the Smallest State (Houghton Mifflin: Boston, 1937), pg. 378
- Union Village info
- Walter Nebiker, The History of North Smithfield (Somersworth, NH: New England History Press, 1976).
- ^ a b National Park Service (2007-01-23). "National Register Information System". National Register of Historic Places. National Park Service.
- ^ "NRHP nomination for Union Village Historic District" (PDF). Rhode Island Preservation. Retrieved 2014-08-08.
- ^ [http://www.rootsweb.ancestry.com/~rigenweb/article86.html


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The Spiritual Life program at Oakland Christian School is driven by a passion to instruct and challenge students to know Christ and to make Him known. Our banner is "Coram Deo," a Latin phrase which means to live life under the gaze of God. We hope to encourage our students as Paul encouraged the Corinthians … "whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God." Col 3:17
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Hillary Clinton fielded questions from Fox News Bret Baier about her email use while secretary of state and the FBI's investigation into her private email server.
Clinton reaffirmed a statement she made to a radio station on Friday that there is "absolutely no possibility of an indictment."
"There is no basis for it, and I'm looking forward to this being wrapped up as soon as possible," Clinton said.
Clinton said she has instructed her aides to cooperate with the FBI and said that she's "looking forward to also participating," saying that she's offered to do so since August.
Baier pressed her on why neither she nor her aides talked to the State Department inspector general about her email use, after saying that she would talk to "anybody anytime."
She said that she has "talked endlessly" about the emails, including for 11 hours before a House committee.
"What they wanted to ask, we'd already talked about. Talked about in the public arena," Clinton said.
She told Baier that she did not recall signing a non-disclosure agreement in 2009 about the handling of classified materials, but regardless, nothing she sent or received was marked classified at the time.
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Finally, Baier asked Clinton straightforwardly: "The Clinton Foundation investigation, the FBI investigation, the e-mail, you're saying zero chance that this is a problem for you in this election?"
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Paperback: 288 pages
Publisher: Lightning Books (7 Sept. 2015)
Product Dimensions: 12.7 x 2.5 x 19.7 cm
Why is so much of the world managed by arseholes?
Why is so much of the world managed by arseholes? When workaholic business school hot shot Ben Stillman is fired, he has the chance to find out. Not a guy to sit still, Ben jumps head first into turning his former business school into a world-class madrassa of capitalism.
Ben has ten days to rescue the launch of its spectacular glass tower, and his own career – ten days during which he will have to confront terrorist plots, undercover police, the extravagant demands of the super-rich, and the only woman who can save him from this madness.
A satirical thriller, a love story, and a wry look at modern management ideology all rolled into one – MBA is a piercing yet hopeful enquiry into the meaning of success.
And the fight was over. While a shrug of Dianne's shoulders re-arranged her breasts, her scent enveloped and re-arranged both men as if they were pieces on a chessboard. Now they were her two fighting cocks, presumably fighting over her. She smiled at Ben, and then Alex, resting one forefinger on each.
'Ben is a very nice young man. Of course on a bad day that's three strikes down – nice, young and man – but today he is our absolute hero. I won't hear a word said against him. Now, Alex, come with me. London's top colour specialist has come down. No pouting – you're going to look your very best for the television cameras if it's the last thing I do.
London is being re-made. In 10 weeks the city's mop-topped mayor, a one man Beatles revival with added bleach, will wave the Olympic flag in Beijing's Bird's Nest Stadium. Back home the construction of a twenty-first century stadium, velodrome and swimming pool has already begun. But the city's re-making is much more than this.
The first re-making is up. Skyscrapers are sprouting on the city's face like a fungus. Southwark Towers − 24 floors of offices next to the south-east rail terminus − is being demolished. In four years' time the 87 floors of the Shard will take its place. If you're going places in London, you're going up.
Ben Stillman is going up. He's barely thirty and he's chief of staff to a billionaire.
The city is being remade is back towards its centre. Everywhere people with money have been pushing out beyond their cities' corsets, in London's case the M25 orbital. In places like Johannesburg, after they moved they sent the removal vans back in to take their jobs with them. But most of the jobs that matter in London are still in the centre, and the people with money have come back to hug those jobs more closely. In London, the centre is the place to be.
Where Ben's at in his career could not be more central. He is the hub of 26,000 people labouring worldwide in everything from chemicals and agriculture to re-insurance. Ben is Alex Bakhtin's right hand.
The third re-shaper of London is glass. All the new towers are glass from top to bottom. Welcome to a new kind of power, which sees all and displays all. It has no need to hide. Perhaps this power is modern and clean, democratic and accountable. But then a gust blows, a cable slips and a window cleaner's fingers get caught in the winching gear. As detergent and blood smear the glass, we glimpse something older. The cable that once suspended a human halfway between heaven and earth was the divine right of kings.
All-glass palaces: London's new way to tell passers-by that they count for shit. You're welcome to look in, because you're so lowly that what you see has no consequence.
Given their role in shaping and propagating the ideas that govern all our working lives, business schools have for the most part unjustly escaped the attentions of fiction writers. All the more refreshing, then, to read Douglas Board's wonderfully enjoyable dissection of the swirling currents of ambition, dissembling, power and fortune that are all too often rationalised away in textbook accounts of 'leadership'. Witty and deeply informed, Board's rich satire is nearer the bone of business than a lot of people would want you to think. – Simon Caulkin, management writer in Management Today, Financial Times Business Education and at simoncaulkin.com
When the mindless, probably male, manager in your life puts you down, pick this up. Hilarious and spot on. – Sandra Burmeister, CEO Amrop Landelahni
Douglas brings years of deep business experience and breathtaking wit to a La Cage aux Folles-like storyline where a cast of capricious characters comically converge in a crazed climax. MBA never lets the reader go longer than a paragraph without a smile … and more often, a guffaw. – John C Beck, president of North Star Leadership Group Inc and author of Good vs Good, Japan's Business Renaissance and The Attention Economy
Douglas has done what many great artists do: reveal truths accessibly. Read MBA once for the fun of it, and then again to ask yourself the hard questions it poses about leadership and success. – Fields Wicker-Miurin, board director and social entrepreneur
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This satirical novel is not just thought-provoking, it pokes your brain with a sharp pointed stick to get an explosive reaction. And the right reaction is laughter, constant chuckling coupled with a sheepish admission to self that MBAs are as full of bull as bureaucrats. Buy it, read it, then set a multiple answer exam on it. It's a hoot. – Peter Sullivan, former Group Editor-in-Chief of Independent Newspapers South Africa
By focusing his farce on the business schools he knows so well, Douglas updates the campus novel and takes a big swing at the insincerities inherent in the ideology of neo-liberalism. – CM Taylor, author of Premiership Psycho,Group of Death and Cloven
A virtuoso plot and unrelieved bass-note of suspense whisk the reader through MBA with no time to fasten a seat-belt. Iconoclastic and LOL hilarious, this story unpicks the fabric of leadership and interrogates the murky motives of the über-'successful'. Irresistibly funny and deliciously uncomfortable, MBA is a seductive cocktail of politics, human relating, banking, feminism, the dangers of intelligent underwear and so many other unusual bed-fellows. – Rosemary Lain-Priestley, author of Does My Soul Look Big In This? and Unwrapping The Sacred; blogging at www.rosemarylainpriestley.com
Thought provoking and very entertaining – a book every MBA graduate should read before going out to work. –Graeme Cooke, prize-winning MBA graduate
Douglas Board has produced the next instalment of a great literary genre: the campus novel. Instead of following thwarted historians, faux-radical sociologists or cynical literary scholars, Board uncovers a cauldron of corporate clap-trap, hubris and hard lessons which anyone who has been to business school will instantly recognise. –Professor André Spicer, Cass Business School
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It's no secret that gaming is one of my favourite art forms . In fact it is second only to music. No other media can offer the immersiveness, the challenge or the reward of a really well designed game … and Cuphead is a really well designed game. It might have been the retro cartoon aesthetic and hot jazz soundtrack that made me eagerly await its release but it is the gameplay that really kept me engaged. It is not easy, in fact (minus the cruelty of limited lives) it is as hard as a NES era run 'n gun game. It's vanishingly unlikely that you would finish any level on your first try – it requires experimentation, learning and composure to figure out how to beat a boss and then actually pull it off. This might sound frustrating but actually it is where the greatest joy comes from.
I'm not one to knock modern games for being easy. Casual mobile tap-a-thons, walking simulators and 'checkpoint every 10 seconds' type games have done a huge amount to introduce gaming to new audiences. However they cannot offer that sense of accomplishment that comes with vanquishing a really hard (but fair) foe. The feeling that you have overcome all the challenges that they have thrown in your face and come out victorious. The failures and frustration on the journey making the destination that much sweeter. I think it can even give you a better outlook on life too. In this world of instant gratification it is good to be reminded that almost anything worthwhile takes time and the determination required to get past the challenges you face on the way.
The soundtrack is amazing, the hot jazz perfectly complimenting the 1930s cartoon aesthetic. The first time I heard it, I knew I was going to have to make a remix. Fiery Frolic (from the Grim Matchstick boss battle) particularly grabbed me as a stand out track, especially for a Swing n Bass remix. I think that a blistering breakbeat, sizzling sub bass and crazy chops really add something 😉 Once I had done the remix though, I thought it would be fun to make a video that reflected what it was like to actually play. Showing the process of attempting, learning and ultimately defeating a level.
So there it is, a game and a soundtrack worthy of much ♥. Even more impressive when you consider that this was MDHR (the developers) is a small indie studio and this was their first ever game. Equally impressive is that the composer – Kristofer Maddigan had never written this sort of music before. They really knocked it out of the park! So if you have and XBone or a PC with even moderate specs (this game runs perfectly on my GPDwin for goodness' sake), do yourself a favour and pick it up
Here's my latest project … a mad video mashup with an upbeat Swing and Bass soundtrack. While its looks and sounds fun, it did come out of a serious thought that I've been having
Every year the world becomes more automated. What future do we want to build?
It was easy for society to watch physical labour being replaced by machines. They just said that humans would just get more skilled jobs. They didn't think it was worth worrying about … human intelligence, ingenuity and intuition would always be irreplaceable. This century we are seeing the rise of AI, of big data and fine robotics. We have to start asking, is there actually that much that humans do that couldn't be replaced. What do we do when more people try to 'get a job that they never could find'?
The strange thing for me is how few people are talking about it. It does crop up from time to time but it is not though of as a serious issue. Our politicians don't discuss it, the media doesn't think its sexy enough and our business leaders don't care. Almost everyone in a position of wealth or influence probably either feels that they are immune, or are completely unaware. Some even knowingly reframe the loss of jobs as the fault of immigrants, millenials, a lazy workforce or another group they want to attack.
If we do this properly, we have all the tools we need to create an amazing world. I'm writing this on Easter weekend and in the UK and we get a full 4 days off (well we're supposed to anyway). How amazing would it be if we enjoyed 4 day weekends every week. We could divide up the work as a society so that everyone still contributed but had ample time to to pursue the other things in life that give it meaning. People wouldn't have to choose between work and family or between sleep and social life. Just think how amazing it would be for culture and invention if we gave people the time to work on their ideas. If we really got our act together we could feed, clothe and shelter everyone and live in a futurist paradise of our own making.
On the other hand, if we do this poorly we could see society degrade completely. We could see vast swathes of obsolete humans trapped in a dark techno-feudalism. Rioting as those who were left behind and embittered fight against the elite. Throw in a robot army and you might get all out war. In all probability, we'll try to keep propping up the status quo for as long as possible. The world of work, however, is already incredibly uneven. There are people running companies earning well over 100x the amount of a low level employee. There are people working untold hours of unpaid overtime while others search for the extra job they are covering. Some of the hardest jobs are met with the most meagre rewards either by being labelled 'worthy' or 'unskilled'. I understand the need to give people incentives but the way we do it now is incredibly unfair. If we keep making the current system more extreme, we'll be walking blindly down the path of polarisation until something snaps.
We are truly at a crossroad but one thing is for sure…it we don't start thinking, discussing and planning, we are bound to take the wrong path. So for the near future, when we ask what our jobs should be, maybe the answer should be: trying to build the best world we can.
Peace, Love, Unity, Respect – D
Want to turn your music collection into a racing game, shmup or dungeon crawl? Beat up enemies with a dance mat? Fly through alien landscapes of banging dubstep. These are my 11 top games where you 'play' the music
Also, if you're wondering why your favourite music based game isn't on there, my original article (from years ago) on music based gaming is available here
I've been working on some Klezmer remix tracks for the past few months. Although a couple of weeks ago I had a real urge to finish one and release it. After seeing people somehow emboldened to take to the streets under Nazi flags, I felt it was important to remember just how much of a failure they were. The culture that they aimed to annihilate is alive and well whereas the culture they tried to spread is reviled.
If anything they inoculated society against their hateful ideas, all of Europe has anti-discrimination laws, there are pride parades in every major city and eugenics is a dead ideology. That is no reason to be complacent though, recent events have shown that people feel enough anger to turn back. We need to fight this but find ways to do this without adding even more anger. Once two groups of people start fighting, one side will always cast the other as an aggressor and then build a narrative that absolves themselves of any blame for the trouble. Even shouting people down let's them cast you as ideologically intolerant no matter how right (factually or ethically) you are. It would be naive to say that there is never a place for aggression, just that there is rarely a reason to be the initiator.
There are ways of fighting back with love whether it is meeting people face to face, turning rallies into antifascist fundraisers or publicly celebrating our diverse culture in force. Working with local communities can also increase cohesiveness so that no one can be singled out for hatred. There are loads of groups and organisations which help with this and we all have the power to make a difference if we get involved.
Bit of a darker post than usual but we live in times with tremendous potential for darkness, so as a nice counterpoint to that, enjoy the pure joy of the dance scenes from Fiddler on the roof remixed 🙂
Peace, Love, Unity, Respect (More than ever) – D
I've been working on a series on sound reactive mashups using vintage video. If you want a unique looking video for your track/youtube mix, send a message me a message on email@example.com or via the normal social media channels
I can use any video as source material for these so if you have an idea you'd like me to adapt I can make that happen.
Or I can make you a straight up vintage video remix
Or something more conventional
Got back very tired but very happy from Swingmajig today, what an amazing festival. Great music, amazing people and awesome venue. The quality and variety of the acts playing were immense … I don't think there was a dull moment all day. Plus people really brought their costume A-game. Can't wait to go back next year!
The last couple of years have made humanity seem more divided than ever, like there are ideological and cultural barriers that seem insurmountable. Despite this perception, we are all one species, we share 99.9% of our DNA and anything that seems to divide us is actually minuscule compared to everything that we share. The most upsetting thing (at least to me) about the rise of divisive ideologies is that we now actually have the tools to create an amazing world for all of us. There are enough resources for everyone to be fed, clothed and even entertained, if we could only get over the thousands of barriers of self-interest that prevent that happening.
This track is a different type of retro inspired music to the electroswing and vintage remix stuff I've been working on recently… 90s inspired euphoric dance. When I was just a baby and started sneaking into clubs, it was one of the first electronic genres I got into. It wasn't long before I was into darker, more complex stuff too but nothing else quite gave the same big joyful release. I know it had its cheesy moments but it created that feeling of togetherness that permeated the clubbing community like nothing else. I know a lot of people dismissed that as a product of drugs or alcohol but I've been to enough sober raves recently to know that its actually just acceptance and the shared enjoyment of music that makes us feel that way. Dancing is an ancient act, one of our oldest rituals (and probably the oldest form of exercise). Perhaps when we dance together, it allows us to touch that thread of commonality running through our history
As you might expect I've used a lot of oldschool elements for this one with pumping bass, soaring pads and big arpeggios. I've made a suitably retro video to go with it (with some help from Touchdesigner, zGameeditor visualiser and Blender). The track is a free download so grab it here:
Just published my complete guide to finding cool vintage free/public domain content. Read the whole article at
If you look at my social media feeds you may have seen the DJ-rig-in-a-case build I've been working on. If you'd like to know how to build your own for incredibly little money check out the full write-up here in the articles section
It has been a year of mourning
Even early there were warnings
But it's not celebrities I grieve
It's the loss of what I believe
I was raised for a world of reason
Where dissent was vital, not accused of treason
Where arguments were won by word
Not the volume at which they're heard
Now all our politicians do is pander
The news decayed to propaganda
Our anger has been monetised –
To increase profits, amplified
We were surprised, we found it numbing
As if we couldn't see this coming
But maybe we chose not to see
The simmering catastrophe
We loathed Bibi, cheered Berlusconi
Dismissed Le Pen and all her cronies
Saw them gain power yet not understand
'It could never happen in this (green and) pleasant land'
But when we're given the same choices
All we heard were hateful voices
We showed the world we're just the same
Our leaders also play that lethal game
Finding cracks within the nation
Widening them with fears of immigration
Or inflation, or even war
Then tell us it's worth fighting for
Their job should be to find consensus
Yet all they say is "you're with us or against us"
To us this rot has now extended
"Toe the line or be defriended!"
We've closed our minds and closed our ears
We only talk to those who share our fears
On the left, the right, with any view
The zealots say that only their path is true
We scorn all outside our bubble
Call them insane or the cause of trouble
Shout down our own sister or brother
Transform them from person into 'other'
And so the lesson becomes clear
We must remember how to hear
How to listen to a statement that offends us
Even something we find horrendous
And tell them calmly why we disagree
With no anger or hyperbole
Or telling them what they're allowed to think
Perhaps we can bring debate back from the brink
But most of all, we must recognise
Reality is seen through 14 billion eyes
And every last one of them is human
And shares this tiny rock, around our distant sun
Peace <ᵎᵒᵎ3


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Joe is the Program Director for the Sound of Life Radio Network. He grew up in North Carolina, with Andy Griffith, sweet tea, and bar-b-que. Most people only gave him 6 months in Yankee territory, but God had other plans. Joe is a testament of God's incredible grace; a person who moved here out of purely selfish motives who is being used for His glory on a daily basis. God gave him a love for radio, something that He uses for His glory to impact lives every day. Joe is married to Debbie and they have three grown children.
Doug is a Christ-follower, a proud husband, a dad, and Diet Pepsi and Apple products fanatic. He's been married to his wife Julie since 1988, and they have 4 kids – one of whom has a Master's Degree, confirming that she always was smarter than her dad! 😉 Doug is originally from Michigan. He likes saying things on the radio that build people up and remind people of God's grace, which really is AMAZING!
Amanda Carroll most recently hosted middays for the national network, K-LOVE Radio. She was also co-host of the afternoon drive show at 89.3 KSBJ-Houston, and morning show at WGTS 91.9 Washington, D.C. She is a single mom raising 3 children, and maintains a daily blog to encourage other single moms at www.amandacarroll.org. She sits on the advisory board and speakers bureau for The Life of a Single Mom Ministries, and enjoys speaking engagements that help connect single moms to each other, and most importantly into a relationship with God. Amanda is also a CrossFit athlete.
Brant Hansen is a toast-obsessed nerd who, when in high school, was no less than PRESIDENT of the Illinois Student Librarians Association. He was also All-Conference in "Scholastic Bowl", and lettered in basketball and football (both for keeping statistics) and was President of his own Stamp Collection Club, which consisted of himself. He's also an "Aspie" – diagnosed with Asperger's Syndrome as an adult. And he's happy about it. Brant works full-time for CURE International, a network of hospitals serving the poor around the world. He's also a radio host. In his spare time, he walks his three-legged dog, Nigel, while looking inappropriately intense. He can't help it. Brant is also a husband and dad, and he's won multiple awards for his radio skills and is typing all of this himself, and putting it in third-person in hopes that it seems more impressive that way. Sherri Lynn has been a radio professional for well over a decade. She has her degree in Communications as well as Biblical Studies. Sherri Lynn began her career as a weekend host at a Mortensen Broadcasting radio station in Pittsburgh. From there she became the morning show host at Pittsburgh's number one gospel music station and also gained popularity as afternoon host on Salem's 101.5 WORD-FM. From there she has had hosting stints on both the Rejoice! Musical Soulfood Network and the Sheridan Gospel Network (SGN The Light). Sherri is a well accomplished comedienne, former youth pastor and currently is a producer/co-host for the nationally syndicated Brant Hansen Show.
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How to Remove the Cricut Expression Keyboard and Use Full-Length Pens
One thing that always bugged me about using pens in my Expression is the super short limit on pen length. I love the Staples mini gel pens, and I've gotten pretty good at shortening others, but some (like Sharpie paint pens) just not feasible to do this with.
One video on YouTube shows someone with a Personal model who removed the keyboard which allows a full length pen to be used. Unfortunately, this requires removing the end caps which is kind of a hassle. The Create is even worse, the body of the case extends underneath the keyboard and completely eliminates the option altogether.
Anyhow, with the help of a friend at the hackerspace the other night, I finally figured out how to do this EASILY on the Expression.
Here's photos showing how:
Look underneath the left side of the keyboard. You'll see a funny looking ribbed area. This is a latch that locks the left side of the keyboard to the case.
Here's the special tool I used to help with the next step. 🙂 (its just a deck screw)
Using the head of the special tool, slide the latch towards the rear of the machine. It's pretty stiff, but don't worry about breaking anything. You could also use a flathead screwdriver for more leverage.
Once the latch clicks, lift up on the left side of the keyboard. The right side is just held down by some plastic fingers in holes in the case and will release when you move the keyboard a little to the left.
Taking care not to tug too hard on the wires, you can now lift the keyboard up and out of the way, eliminating any length limit on pens. On mine, the power wires on the right side were especially short. Taking the right side endcap off allowed me to release a bit more wire, but it doesn't really take much.
Reversing the process is pretty easy, just tuck the right side back in the holes, press the left side down flush, and use your special tool in reverse, this time to pull the latch back towards the front of the machine until it clicks.
your a genius. you really should have a web site for repairs to ship ur cricut to….since there is not one, and provo craft wont. thank you for helping me, i cant wait to try the tips you gave me….here i go!
thanks so much for the info, can't wait to get to it and see if it works. hopefully I won't tear the machine apart, I am really a klutz! will let you know in a day or two.
many thanks just tried this and it works like a dream 🙂
Ha! I just bought an Expression. I was looking at the panel and noted how it seemed to have some flex as well as seeming to be separate from the rest of the body. I had a hunch it might be removable. A bit of googling and I found your post. Thank you for taking the time to take the pics and post them online. Now I am off to try drawing with the little beastie.
Hoping that you can help me! I have no one in my area that can help me with the repair of my Cricut Expressions. I hadn't used my Cricut for a couple of years after purchasing my machine. When I went to use it I forgot to put the vinyl on the cutting mat, and when I started the Cricut it crumpled the vinyl and I hit the stop button and my Cricut hasn't worked since. I hit the reset button and I got the power light to come back on but the rest of the Cricut won't come on, nothing on the screen or anything. Hoping that you can help!!!
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It's official; it's spring, when an anxious young man's fancy (and a young woman's, too) seriously turns to thoughts of college. High school seniors are checking their emails or looking for the envelope that's a little fatter than a single-page rejection letter. An acceptance letter is happy news for the young people, but it's terrifying news for the family pocketbook.
The class of 2018 has its dreams -- and not all of them are happy dreams.
Cost estimates for elite universities run to $70,000 a year. It's not clear what that buys. The fortunate seniors are tweeting celebration messages to their friends, and their parents are trying to figure out how to pay for that good fortune.
Administrators at Duke University, one of the top 10 schools in the authoritative U.S. News and World Report rankings of colleges and universities, are humiliated by the news that one of their students became a porn star to pay her tuition bills. After she was "outed" by a male student, she wrote, "I wear my scarlet letter with pride." Well, at least she's read one "great book."
Yale is nervous about a new biography of Paul de Man, a star of the professoriate of the 1970s and '80s, who influenced a generation of critics who "deconstructed" literature. The man who is identified with the "Yale school of criticism," as it turns out, was a Nazi collaborator in Belgium during World War II, and wrote essays for Nazi newspapers and magazines that championed Hitler's view of "degenerate art" and its accompanying anti-Semitism. He wrote that Jews "have always remained in the second rank," and liked the idea of deporting them to a colony isolated from Europe, which would not have "regrettable consequences." Certainly not for him.
While much of this was uncovered four years after de Man died in 1983, he was widely eulogized in academia, and the new biography, "The Double Life of Paul de Man," by Evelyn Barish, is embarrassing to the scholars, so called, who spread his theories. His apologists must now defend against accusations of bigamy, forgery, embezzling and lies that were hidden in his past. But how did such a man land a place in such elite university positions and in respectable publications in America?
"I think one must also recognize that he espoused some of the anti-Semitism endemic to the European bourgeoisie," writes Peter Brooks in The New York Review of Books, observing that he had close friendships with Jews. Some were his best friends, no doubt. While initially shocked by the revelations, one of de Man's colleagues in the New Republic wrote that his articles weren't so bad, not as other "vulgar anti-Semitic writing" of its day. That says something, I guess.
Defenders of Paul de Man always sound as though they're reflecting the criticism he espoused, which teaches that analysis of language and literature cannot serve truth because truth cannot be known. A Freudian might find de Man's appreciation of Nietzsche's past as "so threatening that it has to be forgotten," a self-serving description of his own behavior. He always managed to keep ahead of the police (he was found guilty of fraud in absentia in Belgium in 1951), even managing to die before he was exposed in America. His method of literary analysis is now in decline, but his use of obfuscating language, nihilistic and obscure, continues to infect covens on certain campuses.
No one ever said brilliance makes you smart, or that influential people are more ethical than farmers, seamstresses or Chevy mechanics. But de Man's theories have had the malignant affect of destroying the authority of the canon in the humanities. English departments have yet to recover.
It won't be easy to overcome politically-correct "isms" that continue to dominate the teaching of literature in universities with their neo-Marxists, feminists and lingering "boa-deconstructors." African-American studies classes have been elevated above the Greek and Roman classics, and multi-cultural studies classes have triumphed over the culture of the West. Harold Bloom, whose 1994 book, "The Western Canon" attempts to hold the line against the "balkanization" of literary studies, says the Paris Review of one telling incident. At the end of a lecture to the Yale faculty on the originality of Shakespeare, a professor rose with an observation. "I don't really understand why you're talking about originality," she said. "It is as outmoded as, say, private enterprise in the economic sphere."
Disappointed and dispirited, Mr. Bloom nevertheless thinks such poisonous politically correct criticism will pass. But maybe not. The latest danger lurks in the Internet, where quotations taken out of context mislead the unwary, and replace reading the originals altogether. The latest trendy abbreviation is tl;dr -- too long, don't read. The fortunate class of '18 will have much to overcome.


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On behalf of the Rock Ledge Ranch Living History Association, I wish to thank you for the outstanding coverage the Westside Pioneer has given to the 2004 Rock Ledge Ranch events and programs. We truly appreciate the inclusion of written articles describing the unique activities and the many photographs that have encouraged your readers to personally experience these events and programs. Attendance has increased this year, and more than likely much of this increase can be attributed to your timely articles.
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How do I repair a water-damaged, non functioning MacBook Pro key
My wet dog jumped onto my keyboard and now the 'g' key does not function at all. Brought it to Apple who told me that it would not be covered and would cost over £200 to repair. Surely there must be a simpler solution. The 'g' key does not function AT ALL. My laptop has been like this for the past two months.
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I know Ken Laird of Trib Live Radio saw what I saw and I know Twitter friend and Pittsburgh sports expert @SteelersCrash saw it too. I also know one of my favorite writers, Dejan Kovecevic of the Pittsburgh Tribune-Review saw it as well because he forwarded a tweet from @SteelersCrash about it.
Now that I'm done sounding like a high school girl repeating the latest gossip, the 'it' the I am referring to is the two-minute drill from Saturday night's game in Buffalo. You can scream all you want to about how it would have never happened had Ben Roethlisberger not found Jonathan Dwyer for 29 yards on third and nine from their own two-yard line, but it falls on my deaf ears. It happened.
The rest of the drive was pure brilliance by Roethlisberger, running the hurry-up, in a new offense mind you, to perfection. It culminated in the six-yard scoring pass to Antonio Brown and gave the Steelers' first-teamers a 14-7 "win" over the Bills' first-teamers if you will.
The new offense to this point under Todd Haley has been a little bit of what I feared it would be in terms of very short passing and a lot of running and to this point it has been a 'so-so' result though three games.
I am a proponent of a base offense that consists of three wide receivers, a tight end and a running back. I understand there are times when a fullback or extra tight end are needed but not as the base offensive set for the Pittsburgh Steelers.
What you saw in that two-minute drill was Ben Roethlisberger doing what he does best and to force him to do anything but would be criminal and I'm not saying that Haley has done that, yet… Do I believe the Steelers need to run the ball more? No, I do not. Do I believe they need to run the ball better? Yes, I do. Through the entire off-season, I have talked about quality vs. quantity when it comes to the running game in the Steel City.
The biggest problem I had with Bruce Arians was the lack of attention to be able to run the ball effectively. The NFL is a pass-first league today and Arians did that, but you still have to be able to run the ball when you have to and I believe this is why Haley was brought in. Through the training camp we saw eveidnce of this with scrappiness, intensity and even fights! The offensive line was getting the message.
This doesn't mean you take the keys away from the best damn driver in the NFL when it comes to the two-minute offense and give them to the career dump truck driver so he can slowly plod through traffic. Ben Roethlisberger is clearly a better QB when he is able to think on the fly and create using his own interpretation of what the defense is giving him. I've seen this for eight plus years now and so have many others.
Look, I understand what the Haley offense is supposed to do. Three-step drop and dump to the ball in order for the the receivers to make plays after the catch. This does two things; first it means the offensive line has to protect for less amounts of time and secondly it allows Roethlisberger to stay relatively unscathed and healthy.
There is no reason however that Haley's offense and Ben's style of play can't be meshed and allowed to co-exist while maintaing a nasty edge on the offensive line. The Steelers of 2012 have weapons galore and they have to be used and I have faith that Haley will do that, but how he does this is what could be most important going forward.
I implore you Mike Tomlin and Mr. Rooney. Take the reins off of Big Ben and let him do what he does best. I know you both saw him tearing up the Bills on Saturday night and many others did too. Let's see it all season long please.


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Welcome to Luxury Scotland's June Newsletter
Travel around Scotland and you're never far from a loch, river or a coastal view. It is no wonder that Scotland is rated as one of the world's top fishing destinations.
Scottish waters provide a huge variety of fishing opportunities, from salmon rivers, still water lochs with brown and rainbow trout, plentiful coarse fishing for pike, perch, roach, bream, rudd, carp and tench and a bountiful coastline where skate, cod, pollock, flounder, mackerel and bass can be found.
With the trout season running from mid-March to the end of September and the salmon season lasting from February to October there is ample opportunity for a fishing vacation or short break in Scotland.
Our recent article entitled 'Scotland hooks anglers with bountiful fishing opportunities' contains tips and advice on fishing in Scotland including a selection of hotels specialising in fishing breaks and vacations. Anglers can choose from a castle location, a riverside lodge, a Scottish country house or a golf resort with its own fishing academy.
So, if you are angling for a great deal then cast your eye over our latest News & Offers section. If fishing is not on your menu there are opportunities for golf, spa and foraging breaks as well as news about our member hotels.
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Our best wishes to Ralph Porciani and his team at Trump Turnberry which re-opens this month after their multi-million pound refurbishment.
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Congratulations to Gleneagles who were named 'Best Golf Resort in the World' for the 5th time at the Ultras Awards in London this month.
Paul Heery, General Manager summed it up so well when he said "Winning this prestigious award would be an honour for any hotel or golf resort, but winning it five times in a row is an enormous privilege and accomplishment."
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Zion Shaffer Union Cemetery
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Shaffer & Strickhouser Roads Neiman, PA
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Contributed by Tom Shelley, May 15, 2008, last edited Jun 04, 2008 [email@example.com]. Total records = 945.
To reach this cemetery from PA 616 at Hanover Junction, drive west on Shaffer Church Road for 1.7 miles, turn right onto Shaffer Road for 0.2 miles to Strickhouser Road. It is across the road from the Zion Shaffer Union Church.
This cemetery was originally a cemetery for the Zion Lutheran Church, later to become Zion Shaffer Church, with the oldest burial dating back to 1847 for August Kliendist, which was a burial before the church was organized. It is now owned and maintained by the Shaffer Union Cemetery Association. Contact: Donald Glatfelter, Association Trustee President firstname.lastname@example.com
The cemetery is composed of two sections separated by the northwest-southeast roadway known as Strickhouser Road. The old section lies to the east of Strickhouser Road, while the new section lies to the west of the road.
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This week started with a whimper and ended with a WTF.
Mondays are typically slow. This Monday was no different. I'll save you the snore fest and sum it up by saying that it was barely worth the gas I spent driving there. Except that this little red haired girl © Charlie Brown showed up and said she was a new hire. Excellent. We need more waitstaff (sort of). Welcome aboard, I'll show you the basics before R (The Boss' oldest daughter) gives you your full training. Red tells me her girl-friend had started the day before. Gravy! Now roll the silverware.
Tuesday I had the day off. Which meant I ran around like mad until it was time for me to get The Kid from school. Then I took a nap. I'm so lame.
Wednesday was slow. Except for a girl from a local group that I'm active in showing up to work and discussing her boy toy's (her words not mine) aversion to food in general and the reason behind it (and there's a good reason behind it), it was pretty boring (see why I don't blog about work? Not a damn thing happens).
R comes in and as we're closing out my shift she starts grumbling about her dad giving her two bisexuals and telling her to train them. I had to stop myself from laughing too loud. My boss' idea of a qualified employee is young and female. Being bisexual, if he had actually known about it at the time of hiring, would probably have been the cherry on his sundae. I don't call him a Greasy Rat Bastard for nothing. I laughed and mentioned that Red had said her girlfriend was working here, but I thought that she meant girl-friend, not girlfriend. I asked R how she knew they were bi. She says they told her and that were making out in the parking lot.
Making out? Neither of them drive, so that means they were standing in full view of everyone driving past.
Now let me state now, I have absolutely no issue with anyone being anything other than straight. Do what makes you happy. However, I do have a problem with people getting happy at work. It's just not professional. We may not be Tavern On The Green but you don't make out standing in the middle of the parking lot of the job you just got. It's just not kosher. Plus, not all of our customers really appreciate girl-girl action. Ann Arbor might be a major liberal city, but there are still enough McCain/Palin signs around to remind you that conservatives still exist within city limits.
Thursday, I came in late and pissed off. Very pissed off. The Man drove me to work so he could run some errands during the day. Apparently, if I tell him at 1015 that I want to leave in 5 minutes, that means I want to leave at 1030, which is the time that I'm supposed to BE at work. It started slow, mostly take out orders, which is pretty normal since we open around the beginning of people's lunch. My cook, Mo, was on his cell phone for most the day, yakking away, loud as hell, in Arabic. Which meant anytime there was a lull in orders he'd go out back to talk more, which meant I had to go find his ass so people wouldn't be waiting forever for their food.
Around 3 I had a rush. 10 people came in pretty much at the same time. Completely unexpected, though not wholly unwelcome (except the chick who stiffed me. She's unwelcome). Near the end of my shift, before R came in, Red's girlfriend calls, "I won't be able to keep working there. I'm exhausted and I keep working like this I won't be able to get my school work done."
That has to be the lamest fucking excuse to quit ever. She's exhausted? She worked TWICE since being hired. That's it. Two days. That's her whole damn training period. But she's exhausted? She had someone working with her so she wasn't being swamped with customers. But she's exhausted. GTFOOHWTBS.
I wake up at 645 (though I don't actually get out of bed until 700), get The Kid clean, dressed, and off to school (she eats breakfast there). Then I go to work where I run around (or stand around) for 6.5 hours dealing with an idiot boss and customers who seem to enjoy annoying the hell out of me with their stupid petty requests for shit that doesn't even come with their order. Come home, make dinner, take care of The Kid, check her school assignments, praise her for the work she's done (and let's not go into what I have to go through when she's sick), make sure The Man has what he needs for work, deal with email, messages, blogs and I don't get to actually wind down until after 10pm. If The Man works a midnight shift, I stay up until he leaves (1145pm), then I'm still up chatting with friends that I haven't had a chance to actually talk to all day because I was busy. Then it's bedtime and up at 645 to do it all over again.
But she's exhausted.
Kiss. My. Ass.
Her shift was 5.5 hours. That's it. You don't even get a damn lunch break unless you work 8. She worked a grand total of 11 hours this week. But she's exhausted.
I told R when she came in, one of my regular customers was at the counter when I told her. He works full time and goes to school full time. He laughed and said she needed to get over it. R is a high school student, oldest of four kids (which means she basically does the parenting when The Boss isn't around…The Boss is divorced and Mom lives in another state) and works in her dad's restaurant after school. She just rolled her eyes.
Red quit too. I had a feeling they weren't going to stay around long. Neither of them had waitressing experience, and neither of them had ever actually been to the restaurant to eat. They just saw a help wanted sign and came in. Red couldn't identify any of the items we have on the menu except for a few of our salads and hummus. That's it. Red's excuse for quitting was that it was too far to walk and she couldn't afford the bus (her bus fare would have been two dollars every day she worked, plus since she was working night shift, someone could have given her a lift, so it would have been just one). Her and her GF came in to give R a birthday present (Thursday was her birthday), and Red was using a walking stick that was too long for her and hobbling rather dramatically saying that her knee was swelling froma childhood injury and that it hurt to even stand none the less walk.
She applied for a job as a waitress knowing that she was going to be doing a lot of walking and standing. WTF. Another lame ass excuse if you ask me. What fucking waitress SITS? If all we did was sit all day we wouldn't have to wear ugly, comfortable shoes. We could wear the cute, but highly uncomfortable ones designed for women who don't do a lot of walking.
So we're down two waitresses who probably would have sucked as waitresses anyway. They'll go get jobs at the mall or something now. Good riddance.