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In the Howard Stern movie Private Parts, a group of NBC executives are discussing the results of a survey about Stern's devoted listeners. People who love Stern listen to him for an hour and twenty minutes on average, because they "want to see what he'll say next." But people who hate Stern listen to him for a staggering two and a half hours at a time - because they "want to see what he'll say next."
That sort of explains why I listened to a forty-minute-long telephone interview future leader of the free world Donald Trump granted to The Economist. Some of the highlights made it into the magazine's blistering leader about Trump, but even for those of us who would not support Trump under any circumstances - no, not even if Hillary were his competition - the entire interview makes for an absolutely riveting listen that goes a long way toward explaining The Donald's appeal.
Even his critics will admit that Trump is exceptionally charismatic and often very funny. (Occasionally, the laughs are intentional.) And when Trump bragged about the landmark buildings he owns, I found myself legitimately admiring the fact that he makes absolutely no apologies for being fabulously wealthy. Compared to sons of privilege George W. Bush and Al Gore trying desperately to make themselves look like regular country folk (and, more recently, spouse of privilege Hillary Clinton straining to look middle-class) it's kind of refreshing to have a candidate who gloats about being rich.
But the real reason Trump may be doing so well is on full display during his interview: he appeals to many Americans' feelings that they've been hard done by.
Mexicans are sneaking into the country by the thousands, taking jobs and bringing crime. Meanwhile, big corporate fat cats are taking their business the other way, shuttering factories in the United States and opening them in Mexico. America is run by "idiots" who constantly get taken advantage of by other countries, whether they're ostensibly friendly or openly hostile.
Thousands of American troops protect South Korea while television sets once made in America are now made in Korea. Why, his pals in the construction industry are forced to buy Komatsu tractors instead of Caterpillars, because the sneaky Japanese are undercutting American competition. (Hearing Trump bash Japan, I thought I was listening to Lee Iacocca circa 1992 again.)
Trump's message boils down to, the country is a mess and it's everyone else's fault. And his audience is eating it up, because it can be downright intoxicating to be a victim.
This applies all over the political spectrum - check out Tumblr on any given day to see how left-wingers consider themselves perennial victims - and it's not just an American phenomenon. Even during this Canadian election cycle we have people who oppose Stephen Harper loudly proclaiming he's not just a centre-right politician with whom they disagree, but the new Hitler incarnate. Meanwhile, people who support Stephen Harper think the media (including the newspapers that overwhelmingly backed the Conservatives in 2011, and whom I predict will endorse them again) have launched a jihad against the Prime Minister.
Nothing gets the blood pumping like a pervasive feeling that everyone else is out to get you. And according to Reason's Ronald Bailey, the United States itself seems to be shifting toward a culture of victimhood:
In honor cultures, people (men) maintained their honor by responding to insults, slights, violations of rights by self-help violence. Generally honor cultures exist where the rule of law is weak. In honor cultures, people protected themselves, their families, and property through having a reputation for swift violence. During the 19th century, most Western societies began the moral transition toward dignity cultures in which all citizens were legally endowed with equal rights. In such societies, persons, property, and rights are defended by recourse to third parties, usually courts, police, and so forth, that, if necessary, wield violence on their behalf. Dignity cultures practice tolerance and are much more peaceful than honor cultures.
Sociologists Bradley Campbell and Jason Manning are arguing that the U.S. is now transitioning to a victimhood culture that combines both the honor culture's quickness to take offense with the dignity culture's use of third parties to police and punish transgressions. The result is people are encouraged to think of themselves as weak, marginalized, and oppressed. This is nothing less than demoralizing and polarizing as everybody seeks to become a "victim."
Maybe Donald Trump is just a flash-in-the-pan candidiate who will fizzle out like Herman Cain last time around. Or maybe he's the wave of the future.
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The Mites of Hilarity is a funny story for weird fiction readers. Follow two teenagers desperate to leave the shoddy umbrella of their lottery-winning parents. They discover opportunity in an untested piece of corporate technology and bizarre little bugs with an appetite for amusement.
With some uncanny humor, I had a lot of fun writing this. Part two is linked immediately at the end; otherwise, it's located on the "Nicole's Prose" page of this website. For those who may prefer to know ahead of time, I would rate this piece 'Mature' for language and content.
Do please let me know if there are elements that you particularly liked, no matter who you are. Knowing what works helps ensure each successive story improves. Thank you for reading!
-Nicole Van Den Eng
Our first Easter guest arrived at nine-thirty in the morning, hollering about the shitty vodka selection at Fastest Mart. His voice echoed down the halls from the foyer. It was Frank—always the first to arrive. The guy lived with us more often than he lived in his own trailer.
He didn't go "way back" with my parents either, he was one of those people who went where the money was. My parents never had more friends than after they won $258 million. But every one of them was a gold digger and, worse, they didn't dwindle, they kept coming. Mom and dad reveled in the attention and rewarded returning company.
"Hey! Anyone home?!" he yelled again.
Out my bedroom window I could see our driveway, winding through the hedges and around the front fountain. Frank had parked his truck on the grass rather than anywhere on the overly long driveway or the side parking lot.
Mom must have answered Frank's bellow because he quieted down.
I was up and dressed, had been since seven. There was a homework assignment due the very next morning that had so far amounted to a half a page of random notes. I'd had a week to do it but it was taunting me from the depths of "you need this grade."
"Cleo!" Mom's voice squawked through the house intercom. I jerked around from the window view but didn't move to answer her. "Cleo, get down here and help me." She demanded.
I rolled my eyes. Nooooo, I thought. I crumpled into the chaise lounge closest to me. The mansion came furnished when we bought it. All fourteen bedrooms had a king sized beds; mine had two couches, a vanity, a bathroom, and a walk in closet in which I hid a mini fridge. It was perfect enough for me to never come out of.
"Cleo!" Except when mom called.
I lurched up and stabbed the button, "I'm coming," I snapped.
Down the curved staircase and through the informal sitting room, Frank slouched easily at the twelve person dining table between a bottle of vodka and a bottle of orange juice. I could hear my mother on the other side of the swinging door. Frank and I eyed each other as I passed; we didn't get along.
The kitchen was on the other side of the swinging door. My mom had the fridge open and was taking everything out. She heard me come in and leaned around her bent-over hips barely enough to see me. Her hair was tied up in a messy poof. The butt of her sweatpants read: Pocket. That used to be my dad's "sweetheart name" for her.
"We have nothing to put out for the guests, Cleo," she whined. "Look, I've got pickles, applesauce, grapes, salsa… what is this garbage?"
"Actually, mom, that could all go out."
Somehow she made the sound in her throat match the look on her face. She fluttered her hands and pulled her phone out of her back pocket.
"Ruskin!" She growled into the phone. "You need to come in early. No. No, we have nothing to put out. So what, they should have started church earlier. You're in charge of the pleasantries Ruskin, get your dumpy ass over here or you're fired." At some point my mother and the housekeeper, Denise, began calling each other by their last names as a kind of an insult to their family name disguised as professionalism. It was like watching them poke each other in the eye.
Denise was fired more than once. But every other housekeeper we hired quit, and every other employer Denise went to fired her. So each time Denise came back she hustled a 25 cent promotion and a more glorified-sounding title. She'd started as Housekeeper, graduated to Nanny, then to Head Chef. This time it's Pleasantry Specialist. Mom liked to throw that word around, pleasantries.
Glenda came through the swinging door. "Janice," she started, "I just saw Ambry get dropped off by some very questionable characters. Now, I heard that a teenager's friends are his biggest influencers so I feel like you should set some guidelines." Glenda was my Godmother and she enjoyed acting like it.
"Where?" Mom asked. It was easy for Glenda to get my mom worked up about anything.
"They dropped him off at the end of the driveway. I saw them as I pulled up." She sounded proud of herself—that she'd coincidentally been present when Ambry got out of a car.
Mom trotted off like she cared and Glenda settled herself at the breakfast bar. Glenda liked fur and denim. She liked chilled red wine and Kalamata olives with the pit. She swallowed the pit whole. Said it reminded her of her husband who was in a Mexican prison for eight years. Glenda propped her chin up on her palm and gave me the sweetest look, which urged me to leave.
The front door slammed hard enough to rattle vases and I met my little brother at the bottom of the staircase. He was wearing the same clothes I'd seen him in three days earlier and he was actively trying to blow past my mom.
"Dammit, Ambry, I said where have you been?! You think I don't know what you're doing but honestly I'd rather you did it in the house. People out there will take your kidney if you're not careful.
"Ambry. Ambry!" She begged for his attention as he stalked up the stairs, "You know those girls just want our money!"
"Jesus, mom, I don't even like girls," Ambry grumbled as he climbed the steps.
Mom watched him go with pursed lips. Once he was out of sight she breezed by me. "Glenda, do you feel like salsa is an acceptable dish for Easter?" Her voice faded as she passed through three doorways.
I took my opening and scampered up after Ambry. In my room, I woke my laptop and my hopeless notes looked back at me.
Mr. Grummell, stuffy, pretentious, and ever in my business, announced to our class that our Spring Break task was to "write 3,000 words defining the cause of laughter." He was my Theater teacher but had majored in Philosophy so he tried to teach us Philosophy under the guise of Theater. But even so, I loved theater.
After Mr. Grummell stated the assignment, I raised my hand. He got that heavy-eyed look that called on me without having to use my name.
"I feel like this is unreasonable," I said. "This is going to be totally different for each person. And this isn't a Theater assignment, this is Philosophy. Again."
"It's not," he countered, "If you're going to make people laugh on stage you have to know what makes you laugh."
I gave him what I equated to a dirty look. I did not do well with loosely classified projects. He knew this. And he also knew I loved Theater. And now, all I had was a half a page about how tickling elicits a cry for help.
"Hey, Cleo," Ambry said from the other side of my door.
I groaned. I was never going to get this done. "What?"
"Come out here."
When I opened my door, he wasn't there. "Ambry?" I called.
"In here," his voice came from the end of the hall, where no one went very often. I stuck my head into the office where Ambry had his back to me. An enormous desk decayed in one corner; it had some stupid desktop calendar, stationary, calligraphy pens, a paperweight. Against the far wall were three narrow bookshelves that had rows of model cars, trains, airplanes, tanks, all kind of models—again for looks, no one built models in this house… wrecked them maybe…
Ambry was using the 3D copier we'd installed last year. It worked like a 3D printer but was designed to replicate any item that was put in the tube. It wasn't a public tool yet; it was still in the testing phases. My dad only got ahold of it because he blackmailed the best friend of the guy who owns the company testing them.
Ted Hopkins lived right next door to us, and directly on the other side of him was Bob Newman. Ted and Bob founded Tech House together, which was responsible for the 3D copier prototype. It looked similar to an oversized 3D printer, with scanning modules on the inside of a heavy glass tube that ran floor to ceiling; yet it required no design input at all and had a much greater range of elements to create from.
Ted was installing a beta model in his home for testing and dad, who was passed out naked on our front lawn at the time, woke to the sound of a cargo truck pulling into the cul de sac. Dad immediately sensed the opportunity for a swindle. He hiked it over to the truck as the driver is climbing down from the cab.
"Mr.—um, Mr. Hopkins?" The uniformed driver asked, trying to respectfully ignore dad's nakedness.
Dad said confidently, "That's me. Newman is still in bed, though; he likes to sleep in. Can I help you with anything?" The installer's jaw drops open. "You know what, why don't you put that in my place so you don't wake him up."
"W-well I thought this was your place Mr. Hopkins."
"Oh. Nah, no, this is Newman's. Mine's next door. We don't like to be apart for too long." Dad led the assembly crew upstairs to our office knowing they'd be too shocked at the display to want to stick around and question him.
Ted Hopkins came knocking, of course, but dad had been nosing in his windows for years. Dad told him he didn't know anything about a copy machine, but he did know a thing or two about cam daddies.
So we wound up with a secret piece of untested, illegally-obtained corporate tech and the big fat binder of instructions that came with it.
"Ambry." dad ordered, "Sit. Read. Figure this thing out and let me know when you know what it is." It had a simple dashboard and two receiving platforms. One was tabletop, for smaller items, and one was mobile for items as large as a mega screen TV.
Dad had his usual friends over to play with the machine once we figured out what it did. Ignoring the fact that the instructions explicitly said do not replicate any living creature, Frank copied Ambry's gecko. It copied dead. The original was fine, but Ambry was pretty unhappy about it because he begged them not to.
Frank copied a bottle of rum and got sick after drinking it. Ambry chose not to tell him the instructions warned against consuming anything replicated.
They grew bored of replicating pens and shoes because, "You can't copy anything good," as Glenda said. Money came out with "void" stamped on it. Anything alive would die. Anything fresh would come out stale. It was a worthless toy. The office was now used solely as a means for tanning because it opened onto a spacious patio overlooking the backyard and river.
"What are you doing?" I leaned against the doorway while Ambry fiddled with the copier.
"C'mere," he waved me in without turning around. He pointed to a cereal bowl on the small print bed. I stuck my face close. In the glass bowl was a pile of what appeared to be gray dust, except the dust was shifting, like sand blowing over a dune.
"What is it?"
"Mites," he answered.
"Mites. Like little bugs."
I jerked my head back with a sneer of disgust. "Why the hell would you do that?"
He shrugged. "I was curious about what would happen if you tried to copy something exponentially. I wondered if you had a pile of say, salt, or in this case, itty bitty bugs, would it replicate the entire batch or only one, or maybe you'd come out with a fused batch? But look, I can copy as many as I want. Seems like that would mean anyone with a copier would have the ability to bury the world in little bugs if they wanted."
"Whatever," I said and I headed for the door, "Look Ambry, mom's already in a mood…"
I paused.
"Didn't you notice they're living?" Ambry held the bowl out for me.
They were. They were minutely moving like a small scale ant hill. "How is that possible?"
"I don't know. I wasn't expecting it to happen the first time I did it. Look," he pulled up the sleeve of his shirt. Up near his reddened elbow sat two flat, gray quarter-sized insects. They clung to his skin until he poked one of them, which then unfolded and squirmed. There were cilia on its edges. It reared back and exposed a mouth, pointed at the corners like an eye, lined with little teeth. It wriggled at me and bit back on Ambry's skin.
"Ugh! Why would you let them on you?!"
"This was my first one, I fed him and grew him. I copied him first and then got the idea to see if there was a limit to how many I could copy. Now I have two big ones and mounds of little ones. Aren't they cool?"
"Ambry, that's extremely demented."
"You're just squeamish."
"Yeah, well maybe you can get them this big," I kicked the mobile receiving platform, "Then when they start eating people I'll call you squeamish. Weirdo."
"Ambrose! Cleo! Get down here and socialize!" Dad was finally up.
My eyes rolled all by themselves. "I've got homework!" I shouted back.
"That's a stupid excuse, Cleo! You play your cards right and you might never have to work a job! That starts with treating my friends like your friends!"
I shook my head at Ambry, "Not at the rate they're spending it." We grudgingly stomped down the stairs.
"It's Easter for shit's sake," my dad said, this time at an octave lower, "Spend some time with your family and quit acting like you hate us."
I didn't say it. I think Ambry muttered it, though.
"Hoppy Easter, Children," Glenda cackled at herself, "I hid you some baskets that you will never find in this big house."
"You're right, we probably won't," I responded as I sat at the breakfast bar. There was a bag of Doritos, some ranch veggie dip, and cheese cubes everyone hovered over.
Sandy and Kicker were the new faces. Sandy was wearing bunny ears and an excruciatingly tight yellow dress. She had hickies from shoulder to ear.
Kicker was younger than the rest. He was the type to wear black eyeliner and change his facial piercings with the seasons. He was admittedly, really hot, but a skank. He got me once, but only once.
Kicker smiled slyly from across the room. With my eyes I threatened to tell my dad everything and his smile sank. I, unfortunately, noticed he was wearing my mother's t-shirt and for the first time in my life I realized my parents were probably swingers. That made my upper lip wrench so hard I couldn't stifle it.
"Someone's in the mood to suck the fun outta everything," Frank said. He leaned against the butcher block, eyeing me. His shirt read: Pussy Puncher. His thick, tufty hair was standing all around his head and he motioned with his drink. "I don't suppose there's any rat poison in the house?"
"Shhh," my mom swatted his chest like he was just being a tease.
I got Frank arrested last year. It was midday and during a cookout. On the front lawn, no less—who cooks out on the front lawn?? There's a pool in the back. Be normal. But that's not why I called the cops.
The previous night he'd stormed into my room at three in the morning slurring about not being able to find his shoes. He dragged out all the contents out of my closet before I got up and kicked him out. In the morning he was still passed out on the couch downstairs. Then he spent all day lounging around our house, complaining there was nothing to eat.
Finally, in the afternoon, my dad broke out the grill to get something cooked. There were two selections: hot dogs and chicken breasts. I hated hot dogs. I vocalized this all the time. But Frank said 'hot dogs are for kids' and took the last piece of chicken, leaving me with two overly wiggly hot dogs.
I called the cops because of that jackass move. I lost sleep because of this drunk moron and then I was forced to eat a disgusting piece of ground meat because he was a greedy dirt bag. That drove me over the brink.
I ducked around the corner and said quietly, "There's a guy at my house who refuses to leave and I heard him offer my little brother lines." I'm pretty sure the cops were happy to have a reason to come flying up the road.
I think my dad assumed one of the neighbors called us in but when the cops asked who was offering cocaine to minors, I pointed to Frank, even though I knew I was incriminating myself. They arrested him because he did have cocaine on him, as usual.
My dad's an easy going guy; it's hard to get him riled up as he truly doesn't care, but after the cops pulled away he was more angry than I'd ever seen him. He screamed at me hard enough to turn his face swollen and red. He called me a traitor and a prissy, spoiled narc. He told me rats aren't welcome in the family.
Every curtain in the cul de sac was swinging. In a neighborhood of neurosurgeons, civil lawyers, and CEOs, we were the outcasts. We were the lottery winners and we didn't belong.
And now, now I was the outcast of the family that was the outcast of the neighborhood. I looked Frank over; he disgusted me. He was an aging man who didn't have enough composure for sobriety. He paraded his beer gut like it was pregnant with his very reason for being alive.
"I don't blame you," I said spiteful, "leeches have reason to fear rats."
"Cleo Patrice!" Mom snapped.
I poured myself some orange juice and was about to flee for quieter ground when Denise banged her way in. She came in through the mudroom off the kitchen.
"Klotz!" she started off. Denise was a stout woman with dark, bushy eyebrows. She was loud and sure of everything she said. She came thundering in and you could see her eyes charted each person in the kitchen until she found the one who was, in fact, Klotz.
"Klotz," she pointed at my mom, "You said I had Easter morning off for church. I asked and you said fine. My mother is eighty-two years old and she goes to church on Easter and on Christmas. It's important to her and it's important to me and you have no business phoning me up and telling me it's to cut it short so I can come cook. You demand I drive over in the wee hours when every other suitable house person is in bed and not only do I make them pancakes, I have to listen to them talk the dirty.
"I had to make my mother leave church early. Do you know what that does to a woman her age? And who's going to pay for my new Easter dress that is now going to get all greasy because someone refuses to buy me an apron!?"
"Denise," my mother's voice sliced in the way she does, "I will pay you overtime so you can go out and buy a dress that looks like a dress and an apron that looks like an apron, rather than this… apron-dress."
"Klotz," Denise whined at my dad, pleading for reason.
My dad waved his hands at the counter, "It's Easter and all we have are Doritos!"
Ambry edged behind everyone's back toward the mudroom Denise came through. He discreetly reached his hand for Denise's purse that was tucked around the corner.
Denise picked up the entire bag of Doritos and hurled it at him. "Klotz!" She yelled, "you're not getting them!" The Doritos scattered all over the floor. Denise laughed a choppy, throaty laugh and cut it off with: "Everyone out! If you want to eat, get out!"
Everyone obeyed. I don't know who started using last names first but when my mother used 'Ruskin' it sounded like she was using a derogatory term and when Denise used 'Klotz' she sounded like a chicken. We cloistered in the informal sitting room because nobody ever used the formal sitting room, it was for looks.
"What were you trying to get?" I whispered to Ambry.
"Yeah, Bambi, what were you trying to get?" Frank rudely butted in with his horrifically insulting nickname for Ambry.
"Nothing. Get away from me, Frank." Ambry made for the stairs.
"Where do you think you're going, Ambrose?" Dad caught him.
"I'm going to go change." He was still wearing sweatpants. So was dad, but it was a legitimate excuse.
I crashed on a couch and tried to let my bad mood show. Kicker came over and sat by me.
"Hey," he said smoothly.
"Bend over, Kicker, here comes Frank," I said. Indeed, Frank was approaching. I saw Kicker scowl out of my peripheral.
"Hey kid," Frank started, "Whaddya say we try to have a good time today, eh?" His voice dropped, "Whaddya say we try to wring the pissant out of you?"
"You know," I answered easily, "Kicker was just telling me how badly he needs to be wrung out." I got up off the couch. "And don't call me kid." I made for the door.
"Cleo," dad started.
"I'm going to make sure Ambry folded his clothes correctly," I interrupted him.
Across from my own room, Ambry's door stood open. "Ambry?"
"In here," he shouted from the office.
"You can't leave me down there," I said as I entered. "What are you doing?"
"Making more," he answered from the copier dashboard, with a 5 gallon bucket full of gray dust.
"Dude. Gross. C'mon." I glared at him. "Seriously. Don't leave me alone with them."
"It's gotta be one of us, right?"
"Why's it always me?"
"Because you're going to leave in five months," he scolded. "You're going to turn 18 and leave me all alone in this house while I'm trapped here for another two years."
I looked at the floor because I knew he was right. "They forgot my birthday this year, did you realize?"
"Shit," I said. He was right about that too.
Ambry turned away from me and picked up his bucket of bugs.
"How do you… how are they alive?" I asked.
"I don't know. How do we know the machine isn't designed to replicate life?"
"We tried it. Did you forget about Glenda's cat? Not to mention, your gecko."
He pursed his lips, "Yeah, but, maybe the cat was dead inside anyway after living with Glenda for that long." He grinned. "These are special mites, Cleo. You want to see what they eat?"
"Not really," I said honestly.
Ambry lost his little smile. Then he got the same look in his eye as the time he dared me to swap all the alcohol with vinegar.
"Should we make another Cleo?"
I didn't find that funny at all and I let my face tell him so.
"Phth," he made a noise. "Fine, I'll do it."
"Ambry, don't. That's just bad."
"No, you're just paranoid."
"What if it sucks your soul out or something?"
"Then go back downstairs and don't be a witness," he opened the gate to the copier.
"Seriously Ambry," I grabbed him by the elbow and tried to pull him away. He yanked his arm back and flung me forward. My foot hit his foot and I smacked into the glass at the far side of the tube. The scanner turned on and a white light skimmed down my body. I froze. When it clicked off my eyes flitted to Ambry's on the outside which were big and round.
"Are you okay?" he asked cautiously.
I thought for a moment. I felt okay. I was thinking, trying to figure out if my memory was intact. I jostled my head in a nod. Then I let my gaze trail to my left, where the mobile platform was.
I clasped my hand over my mouth. There was a dead me laying on the stage. She was wearing the same clothes as me but her joints were bent in limp, crooked positions, her mouth lolled open, and her eyes were stagnant.
"Oh," said Ambry, "I guess that answers our question."
I thrust myself out of the tube and let whatever it was I was feeling come off my eyes like lighter fluid.
Ambry moved his jaw. "Sorry," is what he eventually said.
I willed myself not to cry and not to look at the it because I was pretty sure it was going to make me cry. "What do we do? What do we do-what do we do-what do we do?" I stuttered. I snuck a peak. "Oh my god! What do we do?!"
Ambry held up his palms, "It's alright. We're fine. You're okay; I'm okay." He seemed to think about what he was going to say next but I don't think he had anything. "We'll hide it… her." I watched his facial gestures instead of looking over at it. He was twitchy, trying to find the right reaction where there wasn't one.
"Here," he moved over to it. "We hide it in my room and I'll bury it when it's dark out."
"Bury it?!" I don't know why that made me mad.
He stiffened: "Do you have a better idea?"
I didn't.
"Help me," he looped his arms under the body's armpits and hoisted.
I think when people go through trauma they don't feel it until afterward, I thought. This is going to fuck me up. I'm going to be fucked up for life. Do I look like that? Is that me? Am I dead?
"Cleo." Ambry broke in. "It's like a movie prop, okay? Don't overthink it; work with it."
I nodded roughly. Because if a show isn't propped by its props, it's logged with monologue, Theater Teacher Grummell's voice echoed. Ambry knew me. I took a deep breath and hooked my arms under the horrible puppet's knees. We dragged it out into the hallway; its butt dragged on the ground and we paused every few feet to listen for invading footsteps. The body's head rocked with its chin resting against its chest. I thought I could see the tongue.
I dropped my end, crawled over to the wall, and threw up my orange juice on the carpet.
"Denise is going to bitch about that later," Ambry said.
I had a lot of things I wanted to say to Ambry right then but I only managed a soft shut up.
We hid her between Ambry's bed and dresser, folding her knees up tight as we could and covering her with a blanket. As I stood I noticed the aquarium on Ambry's dresser; it was crawling with bugs that resembled a pile of lint. The only thing in the cage besides the bugs themselves was a ratty copy of a book. "Ew Ambry."
"But look," his eyes got bright, "look look look." He pressed his index finger against the glass. "Look what they eat. Do know what that is?"
"An old book?"
"It's a copy of A Confederacy of Dunces. I tried Moby Dick, they didn't want it. I tried blank computer paper, they didn't want it. They want funny books."
"Ambry…" I didn't even know what to say, "Sometimes you are really smart and sometimes you are really dumb."
He got mad. "Oh come on. You think it isn't obvious what they are eating and what they're not?"
"You think they have any idea which books are funny and which ones aren't?"
Ambry crossed his arms. "You can pretend like you know better than me, Cleo, but you've known about these for all of two hours."
"And look what it led to!" I pointed at the draped corpse. "You have to take things seriously once in a while Ambry."
"You have to loosen up once in a while Cleo," he threw back at me.
"Guys!" Dad's voice thundered from the lower floor. "Tina and Tony are here!"
"Coming!" Ambry yelled as loud as he could, two feet from my face. I closed my eyes in annoyance.
"Go down," he said. "I'll be right there." He unlatched the top of the cage and hiked up his shirt sleeve. He picked the two large bugs off his arm and dropped them in the cage.
Predictably, I got snide remarks when I came down about how I had to 'help Ambry into his pants.' I ignored them. They couldn't help themselves. Like I didn't see that one coming. Idiots.
Mr. Grummell said once, "Whoever garners the most laughs in a crowd garners the most attention and therefore the most influence." It was like human nature at its most desperate with these people; that their acceptance into the pack depended on meeting the pack's fore-fed expectations of 'I'm lewd too, I promise, I'm lewd too.'
Tina and Tony were actually somewhat nice. They brought us clever gifts on holidays and hardly teased. I hugged Tina in her oversized sweatshirt and tried not to breathe on her because all I could taste was ultra-acidic orange juice which made me wonder if I had dead-body breath.
"How are you sweetie? I brought you a chocolate bunny," she handed me a hefty box. "Where's Ambrose? He gets one too."
"Ambry!" mom yelled up the stairs. There was no answer. "Ambrose get down here!" she tried again. "Cleo go get him."
I blatantly stomped up the stairs because sometimes the only kickback you have is to be a brat about it. My stomps involuntarily weakened as I got higher because I remembered there was a dead Cleo up there somewhere. Not 'somewhere,' I corrected myself, not like it moves; it's in one spot.
Slowing way down in order to avoid his room, I hollered: "Ambry!" There was no answer. I cautiously peered into his room, "Ambry?" The window that led onto the garage roof was open. "Dammit Ambry," I said to the empty room. Ambry was only ever home half the week, leaving in and out of his window as he pleased. It didn't matter how much mom and dad yelled at him, they were all yell, like gym teachers.
But the cage on his dresser that was crawling with bugs was now overflowing with bugs. I made one of those sickening inhales. They were crawling up the sides and over the top where the lid had been left open. There were so many little tiny bugs they came down the front of the dresser like a waterfall, clinging to each other like ants making a waterfall-ladder. My eyes trailed down the front of the dresser to the floor where they disappeared into the carpet.
"Oh, oh gross," I started dancing on my toes. I tiptoe-pranced down to the office. "Ambry!?" My tone dropped into a groan when I saw the overturned bucket in the office, it was empty and I was sure they were all crawling through the carpet as I stood there.
"Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaadddddd!!!!" I shrieked. "Dad! Dad!"
He came sprinting up the stairs, "What? What's wrong?"
I danced around the hallway and frantically pointed to Ambry's room. Dad stuck his head in and saw the open window.
"Aw, fuck that kid," he said. He moved to go back downstairs. "Well, what can we do?"
"No, dad, the bugs!"
He turned on his heel.
"There are bugs! There are bugs all over his room! There are bugs on the dead body! There are bugs in the carpet!"
Dad looked at me in a way he never had before. "Good Christ girl, what is wrong with you?"
"We need to leave; we need to leave the house. They're everywhere." I pointed to the office, "In there. On the machine."
Dad stalked past me toward the office and gave me a look that said if this was a prank I might as well ground myself right now. From the office he said, "I told you kids this thing is not a toy!"
I crept to the doorway. Things were out of place from Ambry's use but there was no sign of any bugs.
"Look at this," dad opened the patio door and pushed the platform outside. "This is made to be outside," which it wasn't, "what if you accidentally copied somethin' bigger than the doorways? How would we get it out?"
I leapt clear past him onto the patio, nearly hyperventilating, "Dad. I need to be out of the house. Dad. I need to go. Can I borrow the car? For a few hours?"
"It's Easter, Cleo," his humor was dead.
"Please, dad, I just need a little breathing room." I felt like my eyes must have looked wild. They felt wild.
Dad studied me for a moment in the sunshine. He must have decided I was not to be taken seriously because he lost his frown and said, "Wait here. You can leave if you can leave in this." He went back into the office and moved around.
In front of me, on the replicating platform, a helicopter beamed into existence. He'd taken the yellow one off the shelf full of model cars and tanks and made it gigantic by model standards, though mini by helicopter standards.
"There you go," he said from the doorway with a sharp grin. "Calm down before you come back downstairs. Any spiders are Ambry's problem if they're in Ambry's room." And he left. He walked away and left me.
I followed quickly at first, fleeing across the hall; I was going to go out the front door, but I was met with a small crowd of upturned faces at the bottom of the steps, wondering what I was yelling about. That was almost as creepy as the bugs, seeing all their eyes look up at me, and I retreated quickly. I hopped back through the office so quickly my feet touched the floor twice before I was out the door again. What was I going to do?
Suddenly I was itchy. I looked at the helicopter. It was yellow and black, egg shaped, and had no doors on either side. It was a one-person bubble-copter with its engine on the back of the cockpit. It rocked on the platform as I climbed in. It was a tight fit; I could hardly fit all of myself inside it. But there were no gears. That's right. It was remote controlled. I moaned as I struggled to get back out, I wanted to be away from tiny carpet-munching, skin-crunching copy-mites. Ugh.
I ran back in and got the remote, proud of my resolve. Back in the chopper, my knees stuck out the sides and I had to bend my head forward. The remote fit between my belly and the windshield. I clicked on the remote and the blades started up. They went faster and faster and I toggled the 'up' switch a little bit and felt the pedals come off the ground; they clattered a little against the copier platform as I rose off the ground.
Dad came running out of the four season room below. He never looked at me that way either; he obviously didn't think I was going to do it.
But I did. Taking off was incredibly satisfying. Once I was in the air, though, I was faced with the inevitable question: Where was I going to go?


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Despite having only come back from La Manga a few days before our miserable defeat to Leicester, Liverpool are heading to Tenerife for another warm weather training camp at the end of March, during the international break.
Most of our first-teamers will be away with their countries, but the likes of Alberto Moreno, Lucas, James Milner, Loris Karius and Joel Matip will all attend – probably alongside a number of our better youth team players.
The news has been met with criticism from fans who are dismayed by our showing at the King Power on Monday night.
Midfielder Adam Lallana doesn't agree though, telling the Echo: "We weren't on holiday, we were training twice a day. We went to work hard. It happened and we have to move on and keep doing what we feel will help us be more consistent.
"I don't see how it can be a negative. It's good for the group."
Fans though took to Twitter to air their disapproval.
(Really, this is only being considered an 'issue' because we lost to Leicester. If we beat Arsenal on Saturday, nobody will mind. Plus, it's primarily a chance for Klopp to see our youngsters at close-hand for a significant period. We really shouldn't read too much into it.)
@DaveOCKOP They should go to Stoke for some cold weather training
— Joshua (@Joshua5344) March 1, 2017
@DaveOCKOP La Manga didn't fucking work, what good is more "warm weather training??
— Jürgenator (@trezisetime) March 1, 2017
@DaveOCKOP worked out great last time
— SKvsMK HD (@skvsmk) March 1, 2017
@DaveOCKOP PLEASE TELL ME THIS IS A JOKE
— FSG R TOTAL CUNTS (@WarlordLfc) March 1, 2017
@DaveOCKOP Next time I go on the razzle, gonna tell the missus it was warm weather training.??
— Peace pipe pro (@Peacepipepro) March 1, 2017
@DaveOCKOP yeah cos that went well didnt it. FFS what is Klopp doing. Get em pegging it around in the fucking rain FFS
— Aidy Hodgkiss (@AdrianHodgkiss) March 1, 2017


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Happy Monday! We have the threat of thunder & lightning today, and living in this tender box makes me a bit nervous of fires.
My weigh in this morning was 169 on the dot 😦 I have been pretty bummed about my knee and have done a fair job of consoling myself with
food sweets. But that # bummed me out more than my knee! I know I going to be limited on working out, but I have got to keep my eating under control the next few weeks while my knee heals.
This week's plan:
1.) Eat healthy & small portions
2.) Ab workouts EVERY DAY
3.) Small walks if my knee allows
I just need to keep my moral up that is all….
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I like how it went from accusing people of mental deficiencies because of a difference of perception to civilized conversation about gardening.MJK wrote:All valid points.
MJK wrote:But history shows that pathocratic entities fail under the weight of concentrated dysfunction and inability to foresee consequence.
Nah man, from Roman time on to WW2 and beyond it's been inbred in-laws getting to influence the power/public opinion/critical social mass so as to get the jackbooted thugs conscripted and deployed.MJK wrote:That is when the jackbooted thugs start outsourcing to their inbred in-laws. Then shit gets phoned in; plausible deniability gives way to "Nobody cares so why waste time with the finishing touches?"
LOLMJK wrote:Those New World Order to do lists aren't going to take care of themselves, right? So many illusions, so few Illuminati.
Hey, it's some cool dude in a movie, saying something cool.MJK wrote: A DeNiro character once said something to the effect that "If it doesn't feel right, it isn't" and that is the feeling I get when I look at what is known about this LV event. Just doesn't feel right on a bunch of levels.
MJK wrote: I like how the crime scene photos got 'leaked' but not CCTV footage which would have shut people like me up.
@00:49 it says "obtained exclusively"MJK wrote:the owners of those feeds would be on the news getting free air time talking to talking heads about it.
Good luck with that but I kinda bet on socialized health care giving me the edge on most of you. Nothing personal ;-)MJK wrote:Just here questing for the truth and the honor of being the last fly off of this dried out turd of a travel board.
For now they seem to be mostly confined to the lazy French-speaking parts ;-)goat balls wrote: Any yellow vests in Belgium?
ROTW doesn't believe we are real country but the French are fukcing us over, the Germans consider us an appetizing morsel and the Dutch are laughing at us.goat balls wrote:So how is the Belgian economy?
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"Funding my music project is hard for an independent artist, but figuring out a way to make it happen makes me stronger and resilient."
Check out the interview with Chizzy Tha Don exclusively on Skilly Magazine Online.
Skilly: Where did this all start? Tell us about your journey in the entertainment business.
Chizzy Tha Don: I'm formerly known as Squard and am a Nigerian rapper based in Toronto, Canada. I started rapping at a young age back in city of Jos, Nigeria. With constant miming and practice over the years, I developed a better rap style with unique delivery as I grew older. I started music professionally in 2003 when I dropped my debut album titled Still On, a ten track classic that was released in the city of Port Harcourt, Nigeria.
What would be your biggest piece of advice for the young kids out there trying to do what you do?
First develop your skills to a top notch level, be consistent, and be informed.
What are some of the hardest challenges and tasks in your position?
Funding my music project is hard for an independent artist, but figuring out a way to make it happen makes me stronger and resilient.
We all know the entertainment business is very tough, but what do you find is the best way to promote and advertise your music?
The internet has made everything easy, God bless to who ever created it. Get enough social media trainings and figure out the best way to interact and connect with your fans. Make use of all the music marketing online tools. Outsource to strong and reliable online platforms like Skilly and many more.
Tell us about your city. How are the artists and the fans?
Currently I am based in Toronto; the artist are very talented and the fans are very supportive.
Where do you see yourself a year from today?
Lord willing, my career will be somewhere higher than where it is now.
Who and what were your biggest inspirations? Who do you look up to in today's world?
Major role models in the rap game are Nas, Az, Jay Z, Tech 9ne, Locksmith, Skyzoo, Kendrick, and Drake.
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I am so excited and happy, especially reaching out to the world through this platform.
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Eye-opener: Mike Simpson
Listen up future cinematographers. It takes more than an eye for design and technical know-how to make it says cinematographer Mike Simpson. To evolve with the times, think about boning up on your post-production skills.
Mike Simpson set out to study philosophy, but when he added a major in film and started working on student projects while studying at the University of Texas, Austin, he became fascinated with how light can radically change the visual artistry in a film. Today, Simpson is an award-winning cinematographer who's worked on projects ranging from horror shorts to Rick Ross music videos to feature-length documentaries and films. Strings, a dramatic thriller, nabbed a Best Cinematography prize at the Long Island International Film Expo in 2011. Simpson's work on the indie film The Taiwan Oyster not only helped the film earn a coveted slot in the narrative competition at the 2012 South By Southwest film festival, it also won critics over, including Variety senior film critic Peter Debruge who wrote, "The sheer beauty of Simpson's frames often stands in direct contrast with the delirious indulgence on display."
Three years ago, Simpson relocated from Texas to New York and has since focused more on commercial work including spots for Xbox, Nintendo, Maybelline, Dell, and Whole Foods. His newest project, Before You Know It, is a feature-length documentary directed by PJ Raval that chronicles the love lives of three gay senior citizens.
Mike Simpson: Well, there are infinite challenges to shooting in Taiwan. There was obviously the language barrier and [Ang Lee was shooting Life of Pi in the same location], so there was very little equipment left for us. It's a road movie, so we were moving around a lot. That was really challenging. The way we shot it all over locations is we just showed up and asked if we could film and everybody says yes, but it makes [things] a little bit hard. You can't shut down streets or anything like that. You basically just show up and shoot and hope for the best. Pretty much every film I've shot had its challenges. Even on big commercials, the challenge might be, I don't know, maybe just the agency wants to do like a hundred takes. In a huge-budget commercial, you might have five minutes to light the last shot because [the director] spent three hours on the first one. Every job has a different set of challenges.
MS: There are definitely things that I think I do pretty consistently, whether it is commercial or narrative. I tend to prefer soft lighting and I have specific colors that I like to use, say, if it's a streetlight look. I think those things are fairly consistent, but I try not to be too committed to my own look. I try to use the script as sort of the Bible or the law. Everything that I do, I try to have it be influenced by the script, whether it is the mood or the shots or the lighting or the camerawork. For me, that's what really informs everything.
Especially in narrative stuff, the director and I always try to sit down and discuss everything. The director and I come up with all these references, usually reference photos or sometimes paintings or stills from other films. [We] actually get those printed out and put in a little book and we keep that book on set. It's something that we can look at as we're shooting and [ask], "Is this consistent with the look of the film or are we just doing this because we're in a hurry?" I think that helps create a consistent look and style for the film.
MS: I think it depends. I've been shooting a lot of fashion and beauty stuff and I've been using the Briese light [products] a lot. I think that's great for beauty light, but I don't think I'd ever really use that in a narrative film. In a narrative film, I tend to take HMIs [Hydrargyrum medium-arc iodide lamps] and soften them considerably. I'd bounce them through diffusion and the bigger the diffusion, the better. Ideally, I get a 4K HMI or maybe even a little bigger and I'll bounce it into beadboard and then I'll do the biggest possible grid diffusion that I can. Usually an eight-by or maybe even bigger. It all depends on what fits in the space. I use a lot of Kino Flos [fluorescent lights]. I don't really like LED lighting, I just feel like it always looks kind of green.
MS: A lot of times I'm trying to create the feeling of real streetlights. To me, there are two of them. There are the very orange ones and there are the very bluish-green ones. I tend to gravitate more towards the bluish-green. I just think that's a prettier color. I use this gel called White Flame [green lighting filter] and I double that. Then I use a varying amount of CTB [Color Temperature Blue color correction gel] depending on if it's a tungsten or daylight light that I am correcting. Double White Flame and then a lot of CTB give this really rich bluish-green color. I just think that's really pretty, but sometimes I'll even mix the two lights in the same scene so it'll be that plus a very orange-amber color. Half CTB and Bastard Amber on a tungsten light will give a really pretty kind of ambery color to simulate the warmer streetlights. I'll mix that with the cooler green streetlights. It may not be the official term, but I think of this of color contrast. Having a few different colored lights in the same scene. It really brings another layer of texture and creativity to the lighting. I always try to mix in, if I can, a couple colors. Even if it's one colored streetlight, I'll maybe bring in some just regular tungsten light or white light as if it's coming from a storefront or something like that. I'm not a big fan of moonlight. I mean it hardly ever exists and it definitely never looks like it does in the movies. I try to shy away from lighting a scene with moonlight.
MS: It's really important to me to be involved in post, especially color timing. I always feel like 80 percent of my job is done on set, but I can get the image looking 20 percent better in color timing. Confirming that I will be involved with color timing is something that I always make sure of before I shoot. I'd much rather address a problem on set, but it takes a lot longer to address it on set than in post. If I know that I'm involved in post, then I will just let it go and I'll fix it in post. Sometimes each of these little problems I, save for color timing, added up can be an extra 30 minutes or hour on set. Something like a small vignette can hide the corner of a light stand that is peaking out of a very elaborate lighting setup and it may take forever to get it all moved. But If I am not involved in timing, they rarely will be fixed. If I am not sure if I will be involved, I take the time to fix it on set. That's why I really have to make sure that I'm going to be involved in color timing and have someone tell me that for sure. Especially in commercials, you just never know. You definitely don't want your work to look sloppy just because you try to save some time on set and never get to fix the problem later.
MS: Do you know who Chris Doyle is? A lot of people consider him one of the best living cinematographers. He was just interviewed recently and they asked him what he thought about Life of Pi. He basically called it an insult to cinematography because it won Best Cinematography. I wouldn't be as extreme as him for sure. I mean I think that movie looked great, but some of the stuff he talks about is interesting because he basically talks about this idea, you know, if 90 percent of the image is being generated in post, the cinematographer definitely doesn't have the influence that he used to.
Cinematographers in general are going to have to address that at some point very soon, whether or not we become involved in the CG design or at least the lighting and the design. Maybe our jobs just become, I don't know, less important, which would be a real shame. I turned down this job not that long ago where the director wasn't even going to be [on set]. He was going be in France. He was like, "Just shoot on the Epic [camera]. Keep everything in a medium shot and just do really flat lighting. I'll do all the lighting in post and I'll change the frame in post to get all the different shots." I was like, "Why would I even do this job? There's nothing for me to do." That's what really scares me. Composition is getting taken away and lighting is getting taken away. With cameras cranking out much higher resolutions than necessary, its becoming much more common in post take the liberty to reframe. "Oh it's 5k and we only need 1080p, we can zoom in like 300%." I get that sometimes you don't have time on set to get everything, and that extra flexibility can be great, but it's not the same. It's not the same as putting on a new lens or getting closer. Many times I come into color timing and a bunch of my shots are awkwardly framed. I wonder, why did I shoot it like that? Then I ask the colorist, and find out its been reframed. At this point I know it's going to happen sometimes. Now I just try to make sure that I do the actual reframing at least.
REALTED: Cinematographer Peter Simonite has worked with the likes of Terrence Malick and Richard Linklater, but he started out living in the back of a Pizza Hut and sleeping on the floor.
MS: I think it just might involve actually becoming involved in the post process more. I think there's a lot of really awesome stuff that could be done in post and it gives the cinematographer a ton of freedom. I think that cinematographers need to fight their way into post and become involved in that stuff. A big-time cinematographer is going to be involved in post probably a lot more than me. I feel like the bigger your reputation the more you can muscle your way into that kind of stuff.
MS: I think it's awesome to go to school, meet people. Hopefully you'll make relationships with people that you'll shoot with for a long time. I've probably shot maybe a hundred commercials with people I've gone to school with. Making relationships is one of the most important things you can do.
To check out more of Mike's work, head to www.mike-simpson.com.
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Children's Programs
Sunday morning classes for children age 3 through grade 5 meet during the 10:30 AM Service.
When prompted, the children leave the sanctuary and gather in the Tower Room. Usually this happens at the beginning of the Sequence Hymn which precedes the Gospel reading. They meet their teachers there and go to their respective classrooms for a 40-minute Children's Word, snacks and activities. They return at the Passing of the Peace for the Eucharist.
The Kangaroo Group
Pre-K (age 3) – Grade 1
Meets in the Chapel
The Elephant Group
Grade 2 – Grade 5
Meets on the 2nd floor of the Parish House
Children and Youth Leaders
Additional Opportunities:
- At 9:15AM on Sunday during the adult Faith Forum children from infant to grade 5 are welcome in the Cribbery in the Parish House. There will be age-appropriate activities.
- During the 10:30 AM Sunday service children are invited to help take the food donations to the altar during the offering.
- On the 2nd Sunday of each month during the 10:30AM Sunday service children are encourage to stay by the altar to observe after bring up the offering.
- Older children often participate in the service either as acolytes or readers.


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Gili Anema Cruise Liveaboard
Gili Anema Cruise sails through the water of Gili Islands. Itineraries for 4 days and 3 nights include snorkeling on various spots in the archipelago, barbecue dinner on board, and night fishing. Each of the four decks has a large private cabin with a bathroom. Guests on the boat can enjoy à la carte breakfast. Rates include full board meals. Transfer service is also included for hotels or Airport.
Gili Anema Cruise are using Lagoon 440 may just be the best Lagoon ever built. Lagoon is the largest builder of cruising catamarans in the world, and the 440 is the most popular catamaran of its size range. offering guests all the facilities expected of a 5 Star retreat. The cabins are perfectly designed to welcome families or groups. The interior architecture of this catamaran cruise are very elegant and modern. The 2 large decks open onto the sea, stunning the sense to one of the New Seven Natural Wonders of the World. The 4 Cabins, elegantly designed with a large wrap around windows, offer amazing views of breathtaking landscapes.
Gili Anema Cruise is an intimate cruise with only 4 cabin with large deck for travel in Indonesia.
Gili Liveaboard Cruises 4 Days 3 Nights
- Depart. time from Gili island in around 12am (upon the arrival time of the guest)
- Lunch on the board
- Briefing about the cruise and sail to Senggigi Beach
- 1st Snorkeling: Check snorkeling at Senggigi Beach
- Happy hour on the sun deck
- Dinner and night on board
- Breakfast and sail to Gili Gede & Gili Nanggu
- Lunch on the board
- Snorkeling in the area (upon conditions and tides)
- Sunset on the Gili Gede & Gili Nanggu
- Night fishing available
- Dinner and night on board
- Breakfast and sail to Nusa Penida Island
- Lunch on the board
- Snorkeling in the area (upon conditions and tides)at Manta Point in Nusa Penida
- Water sport activity
- BBQ dinner on the Beach
- Night fishing available
- Night on board
- Breakfast and sail to Benoa Harbor Bali
- Arrival time around 10am
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This is definitely one of my favourite films.
The most appealing factor of this film for me would have to be the quick-yet-explosive action. I like the diverse levels of fighting styles and power levels from the characters. I find that with the various strengths and power levels it allow us to enjoy different kinds of fights. We have basic combat fights involving Captain America, demi-god lightning from Thor, gun shooting from Nick Fury, aggressive power from Hulk and cool high-tech gadgets from Iron Man. All of this, I think, really attracts all kinds of fans. =D
Captain America is fun to watch. He can manoeuvre like ten cats in one. He can use his shield as a defensive mechanism as well as a boomerang. A lot of cool stuff happens when he uses his shield in combat. My favourite part was when Iron Man shot a beam at his shield which deflected into one of the enemy. That was a great piece of teamwork right there. =D
Iron Man… he is, without doubt, my favourite superhero. It may seem strange to but I feel that Iron Man could be real. Perhaps it's because of the genius technology that exists in today's society? This, and there's this real robot called 'Titan'. I think he appeared in Big Brother[1] once? Plus, it's a man putting on armour, not a man summoning lightning like Thor. Minus the laser beams and the flying I feel that Iron Man could actually exist in real life, haha.
I like Tony Stark just as much. He's not your typical hero. I loved his banter with the Captain. "Take off your armour, what are you?" "…a genius playboy philanthropist." I thought that was comedy gold. I couldn't remember the exact dialogue but it was something along those lines. =) They had severe differences in the beginning but it was their mutual feelings for their enemies and Coulson that drew them closer together. They ended up respecting one another and in the end they ended up working well together. I enjoyed their growth in their friendship. =)
I was really upset when Coulson died, especially since he didn't get the chance to get the Captain's autograph. At first I thought the Captain was being ignorant to Coulson's admiration and compliments. However, I was reminded that he's been frozen for 70 years. Thinking about it logically, he was more likely just too overwhelmed by the advanced technology in today's society. The submarine plane part was especially cool. =D
The biggest tear-jerking moment though, besides Coulson's death, happened right at the end. Tony, who is quite the self-involved gent, risked his life to put the bomb into that other dimension. My heart was really in my mouth when he tried to call Pepper but couldn't get through… I was then touched when the Incredible Hulk, of all people, grabbed him before he [Tony] fell splat on the ground. It just goes to show that the Hulk is capable of thinking and distinguishing between allies and enemies… just not all the time. Haha.
As well as the kickass action there have been many funny moments, touching moments, teary moments, exciting moments and a cameo from Stan Lee. What more could you ask for from Marvel Studios?^^/
This really is an amazing film and I can't wait for Avengers: Age of Ultron, this coming April. I have no hesitation to give this film, Two Thumb's-Up.^^/ (My Rating System)
I watched this on BBC1, right before Match of the Day on Boxing Day. I noticed more things from watching this the second time. The most notable thing I noticed was the brief mention of Jane Foster, Thor's love interest.
I never planned to review this film. It was a completely spontaneous moment. I like to think that I'm getting better at being spontaneous, as to me, being spontaneous means that I'm living in the moment. Living in the moment means that I'm living for today, my favourite kind of day. =)
Thanks for reading, =)
Merry Christmas, everyone.^^/
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Spring training is in full swing and the St. Louis Cardinals are creating plenty of buzz. The reigning National League champions have a stacked roster at the major league level. It is the continued improvement of the players in the farm system that keeps the fans coming back for more early in spring.
The roster offers very few surprises for 2014. This is a great time of year to get a glimpse of a team's future, however. The future stars around the diamond for the Cardinals are keeping fans chattering about the possibilities.
Buzz is not always a positive thing. While the Cardinals have plenty of positive things happening around the youth in the organization, one of the team's top prospects, Oscar Taveras, has yet to take the field. There is also no timetable for when he will. Kolten Wong, another prospect that is slated to have a spot in the starting lineup this season, is turning heads with his continued lack of production. The work ethic is there but the results will need to come around eventually.
Meanwhile, Randal Grichuk, the newest prospects in camp, is doing all the right things to prove that he is ready to realize his potential in a new uniform. Sometimes, it is the work going on before and after the games that lay the ground work for future opportunities.
Of course, it is the surplus of young pitching that always draws attention and the Cardinals have young pitching in a seemingly endless stockpile. That stockpile showed up in a big way over the weekend and had fans chattering almost immediately.
The following prospects are causing plenty of buzz with fans and pundits alike this spring.
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Another brand new poster of Ae Dil Hai Mushkil featuring Ranbir Kapoor and Anushka Sharma has been released today. It has been captioned as Ae Dil Ki Diwali. The film has generated a lot of buzz with its teaser and two songs.
Now we are all set to witness the trailer of the film. The promo will be released tomorrow at 11:30 AM. It also features Aishwarya Rai Bachchan and Fawad Khan in pivotal roles.
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This is one of the questions currently being debated between the Executive office and the Legislative body: Should department heads live in the City of Newburgh? According to legislation passed in 2014, the answer is yes. Recent vacancies have made … Continue reading
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- Bar, Breakfast Room
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In the breakfast room you will find delicious buffet with an excellent choice of fresh, specially selected to offer you a great start of the day for the visit to Sorrento and surroundings. Breakfast is served from 7.30 to 10.00.
At 200 meters from the hotel it is located a public parking which cost ranges from € 15.00 to € 20.00 per day.


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So many weddings to post as we are well into the season! We were happy that Julie and Chris invited us to be a part of their wedding in June at the Reading Room in York Harbor Maine. This was our first time at that venue and I really enjoyed the space. It sits right on the ocean with spectacular views. This was also the first time we rocked it out to Night Shift, a fabulous Boston Wedding Band that had the party up and going all night long!
Too many great photos to show in just one blog posting, but if you want some more check out the slideshow I put together for Julie and Chris by clicking HERE.
Venue: York Harbor Reading Room
Flowers: Derby Farm Flowers and Gardens
Dress: Allegria Bridal
Make-up: Heather Murley of Studio 41 (Blushing Brides)
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No, to attack the US, they will use something far easier: an ordinary seagoing cargo container (or multiple containers). I'm no electronics whiz, but I bet I could put together the package to set off the container-bomb during it's travels.
If you consider thousands of containers per week, arriving at dozens of US ports, and very little in the way of inspection, you begin to see the enormity of our vulnerability.
Very shortly in this Nation, we are going to be in a Depression (at the least). We will hardly be able to afford to keep soldiers in foreign lands while we are so strapped for cash. My suggestion will be to militarize ALL the ports, and inspect EVERY cargo container which comes through those ports. That will employ a LOT of troops, and the command structure of the military makes little difficulties with unions, etc, a moot point.
We CAN protect ourselves here.
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Mark Halperin has a highly unusual and painfully quaint column today imploring the GOP not to demagogue the Mosque issue for votes in the mid-term election. The reason simply being that it's not right. This is "your moment", he writes and commends Republicans for having "restricted yourself as much as possible to an economic message, eschewing social issues and foreign policy as you try to establish contrasts for the electorate between your brand and the Obama-Pelosi-Reid record."
What stands out most is not only Halperin's general aping of Republican language but his seemingly genuine belief that there's anyone there to appeal to. As Eric Cantor might say, C'mon. The institutional Republican party has fully (though with some notable and honorable exceptions) hoisted its sail to xenophobia and religious hatred. And as Halperin notes, at least for motivating their own voters, it's simply good politics. This is not something anybody happened into.
I've given a lot of thought to how we're going to cover this now that we've got our full complement of reporters back from vacation. And we have various ideas on particular questions that we're going to dig into. But some of what's required is simply to provide witness.
For most of us who are anything but quite young, we grew up in America where Islam, as a domestic social or cultural reality, was close to invisible. That doesn't mean there weren't any Muslims in the US. The fact that some of our most searing and for many of us some of our first experiences with Islam came in the form of a catastrophic terrorist attack by Islamic radicals creates a situation ripe for exploitation. And here we have it. We're in a midst of a spasm of nativist panic and raw and raucous appeals to race and religious hatred. What effects this will have on the November election strikes me as not particularly relevant. What's important is compiling some record of what's afoot, some catalog for understanding in the future who was responsible and who was so willing to disgrace their country and their principles for cheap advantage.
(Ed.Note: Reading this post over again, while I believe Halperin's take is naive and ignoring how much Republican elected officials have already made the decision to juice up and fan this fire, still the most important distinction today is between people who will stand up and say this is wrong and those who stand silent.)


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The New York Islanders are willing to pay the piper.
The Brooklyn club is willing to send a first-round pick to the Vegas Golden Knights to keep the incoming squad from selecting one of its forwards in the expansion draft, according to TSN's Darren Dreger.
The Islanders opted to protect eight skaters from the expansion draft, including five defensemen, namely Johnny Boychuk, Travis Hamonic, Nick Leddy, Adam Pelech, and Ryan Pulock.
New York also shielded forwards John Tavares, Anders Lee, and Andrew Ladd, plus goaltender Thomas Greiss.
That means the likes of forwards Josh Bailey, Brock Nelson, and Ryan Strome are up for grabs to the Golden Knights. But as Dreger reports, the Islanders are willing to pay a price for Vegas to direct its attention elsewhere.
Fans of the Islanders will know the outcome soon enough, with the Golden Knights set to announce their selections June 21.


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Panel Calls for Overall Strategy To Assess Head Start
Washington--The effectiveness of the Head Start program will never be fully determined unless researchers use new strategies that recognize the diversity of the program's student population and of the local programs themselves, a new report by a federal advisory panel contends.
"An overall research strategy rather than a single large-scale study is the appropriate framework for addressing critical Head Start research questions," according to the report, "Head Start Research and Evaluation: A Blueprint for the Future."
The document was released here last week by the Advisory Panel for the Head Start Evaluation Design Project.
The report by a panel of 15 child-development and family-policy experts was commissioned by Wade F. Horn, the commissioner on children, youth, and families at the Department of Health and Human Services.
The document is designed as a blueprint for future studies of the 25-year-old preschool program for disadvantaged youth.
Although previous studies have shown that enrollment in a Head Start program can help children become ready for school, panelists concluded that those studies have been unable to examine the complex interactions between parents, Head Start professionals, and children that contribute to that overall success.
Any new study of the program should focus on "a new generation of questions that are much more specific and much more complex," Dr. Horn said at a briefing here.
The report lays out an overall strategy for future studies as well as general principles that panelists believe should underlie those studies. It also includes a series of recommendations for support activites that would be needed to perform such studies.
While Dr. Horn acknowledges that some of the report's recommendations may never be adopted because of "fiscal restraints," he termed it ''a report that can help drive a process that can usher in a new generation of Head Start."
The advisory panel contends that future studies of the Head Start program should answer two central questions about the program.
First, "Which Head Start practices maximize benefits for children and families with different characteristics under what types of circumstances?"
And second, "How are gains sustained for children and families after the Head Start experience?"
A common criticism of the generally well-received program is that its positive effects seem to dissipate, often by the time the graduates reach elementary school.
However, said Sheldon H. White, professor of psychology and education at Harvard University and a member of the panel, research to date has not made clear whether the program's benefits erode over time or if children who do not enroll in the program simply "catch up" to Head Start graduates.
The report adds that although numerous studies of Head Start have been conducted during the program's first quarter century, a lack of overall coordination has diluted their effectiveness.
Consequently, "what exists is a fractionated accumulation of studies that do not build upon one another," it states.
The report argues that a national, but locally based, program as large and diverse as Head Start is not8easily evaluated by large-scale, "one-shot" studies.
Within Head Start, the report notes, "programs are allowed and encouraged broad flexibilty in how they deliver the required component services."
"Moreover, Head Start programs serve children in different regions and subeconomies of American society," the report points out.
The use of independent, yet interlocking studies also would provide the "capacity for a cluster of studies to complement one another at a single point in time and to build upon one another in incremental stages over time," the report states.
Such an approach also would encourage the use of "diverse methodologies," but could be made sufficiently uniform by adopting a series of identical "marker variables."
The advisory panel suggests four directions that research should take in order to answer the two central questions it has posed.
It recommends that researchers undertake longitudinal studies to quantify the "early and intermediate outcomes of a Head Start experience'' as well as the effects of family participation in the program.
Other directions that should be undertaken include examinations of "quality ingredients" and "innovative program strategies" undertaken by existing programs as well as studies of "special subpopulations" of students.
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The row spans two continents and more than 140 years. But it has boiled up again following the involvement of a fashion legend and an eminent auction house.
Chinese officials are fuming at plans to sell national treasures from an imperial palace sacked and burned by British and French forces during the second opium war. One described the staggering estimated price of the objects - around £9m each - as "robbery".
The designer Yves Saint Laurent acquired the bronze sculptures of rat and hare heads for his immense art collection. But following his death in June they are to be auctioned alongside his other relics and artworks, in what some have called the sale of the century. Christie's estimates that it will raise more than €200-300m (£160m-235m) in total.
The destruction of the imperial summer residence Yuanmingyuan - known for its magnificence as the "Versailles of the east" - remains one of the most sensitive incidents in Chinese history and the fate of its treasures a highly contentious issue.
China Daily described the bronzes as "war plunder", although officials have acknowledged the difficulty of demonstrating that the items were removed from China illegally. Christie's says there is a clear legal title for each piece.
China has repeatedly requested the return of the bronzes and reportedly tried to negotiate a private sale - but was outraged by the sum said to have been requested: 200m yuan (£18m).
"This is no different from robbery!" Zong Tianliang, spokesman at Yuanmingyuan Garden Administration, told reporters. "Two hundred million yuan is no doubt beyond reach of any ordinary institutions and individuals. This kind of craziness does no good to the relics itself and the culture it bears."
He added: "We do respect the business rules of auction companies as well as the operating mechanism of arts markets. But it's definitely unacceptable to put plunder under the hammer."
Niu Xianfeng, deputy director of China's Lost Cultural Relics Recovery Fund, told China Daily that it tried to recover the relics from agents in 2003 and 2004, but were offered the "unreasonable and unacceptable" price of $10m (£6m) for each piece.
The animals, along with the 10 others, which constitute the Chinese zodiac, once made up a vast fountain in Yuanmingyuan. Water would spout from their mouths to mark the hours. But in 1860 Lord Elgin, then British high commissioner to China, ordered the destruction of the palace in retaliation for the torture and execution of European and Indian hostages.
Five of the heads have already been repatriated, but experts fear the other five may have been destroyed.
China Poly Group bought the ox, monkey and tiger bronzes for between £600,000 and £1.2m each, while the national fund bought the boar from an American collector for around $1m in 2003. In September last year a Hong Kong entrepreneur bought the horse for £5.5m as a gift to the nation.
Saint Laurent's partner, Pierre Bergé, who co-owned the collection, will use the proceeds to create a foundation for scientific research and the fight against Aids.


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A Michigan native turned Los Angeles resident, out indie rocker Michael Van London released his solo EP record American Blood & Guts this month, which serves as the "musical voice" of Chris Colfer's Struck By Lightning. Director Brian Dannelly (Saved!, Weeds) personally selected Van London's music for the film.
"The songs from American Blood & Guts were integral to the overall tone of Struck By Lightning and worked so beautifully with the film that Michael was the only artist we ever seriously considered," says Dannelly.
Van London previously fronted for his bands The Bombs and The Black Beverly Heels, while constantly recording and releasing material under his own name—his music has been featured on MTV, and made officially available in video game Rock Band.
"I think I went into the studio unintentionally trying to make this record. I honestly just followed my instincts," says Van London. "Most of the bands I grew up on are harmony drenched pop bands with classic rock & roll guitars. Aside from modern production these songs are my version of late '60s garage rock."
The '60s garage rock can certainly be found in "Sound of an Amp," which was featured in SBL and is currently in the running for an Academy Award nom.
Listen to "Sound of an Amp" and "Feel Love" (also featured in SBL) below, and listen to more on MySpace and Vimeo.
Van London will embark on a solo West Coast tour this spring, and an extensive European tour in the fall. American Blood & Guts is available on iTunes.