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Fish Trader Ray
By Lisa Alpine
"Sitten ze down!" The German's livid face was as red as an equatorial sun setting through the pollution haze of a Third World metropolis.
Flora and I looked at each other. She winked and we wobbled the canoe back and forth with our newly acquired hip-shaking samba dance moves. Again. It was too delicious to be exacting revenge on the pissy photographer, who was tightly gripping both sides of the pencil-thin canoe. Murky, chocolate-brown river water splashed into the hull. This sent him into full-throttle hysteria.
Should we tip him overboard? I could tell Flora was thinking the same thing. No one would know. We were in the heart of the Upper Amazon Basin on a remote, flooded tributary.
He had shown up the day before. Ray had sent him. A photographer on assignment for a travel magazine. He had a lot of expensive camera gear with him.
Ray had also sent me to stay with Flora. I had arrived one week ago with a hammock that I hung from the rafters of her tiny hut. We'd hit it off, having more in common than one would suspect between a tribal Amazonian woman and a middle-class California chick. We were the same age and had the same men issues. Daily I went out on the river with her three young children to catch live fish in handheld nets. We would carefully flip the iridescent wriggling fish from the netting into tightly woven, waterproof baskets. Flora sent these to Ray via the weekly mail panga—a long, narrow, motorized canoe. Ray was a tropical fish trader.
It was a two-day boat ride from the jungle port town of Leticia, where I had come from, to Flora's hut. I had wanted to spend time deep in the Amazon Basin. That meant getting off the well-trafficked thoroughfare of the Amazon River and into its backwaters.
Fish Trader Ray was the man for my Amazon plan.
I had met Ray in a hotel lobby in Bogota, Colombia at the beginning of my South American odyssey four months earlier. Fantasies of rubbing shoulders with a bunch of colorful characters straight out of Graham Greene and Gabriel García Marquez novels was the extent of my travel plans. And of course, to experience the Amazon and go to Carnival.
I landed in Bogota on a $125 round trip ticket on Avianca Airlines from Miami. I spoke zero Spanish but managed to find a dingy yet elegant hotel with high ceilings, fans, and gleaming hardwood floors in the colonial part of town. I was immediately enthralled by the mustachioed men with battered leather briefcases drinking cafe tinto holding their morning meetings in the overstuffed lobby chairs, and the plain-faced Catholic nuns from missions deep in the selva sipping from green glass Coca-Cola bottles. Then there was Ray—a big, loud twangy-talking Texan, who looked like he desperately needed something cool to drink, wearing a pastel striped shirt with sweat stains under his armpits.
Desi Arnaz and Carmen Miranda were my only window into Latin culture. Oh, and the crazy nonstop partying Brazilians I had met the year before in Paris. Expecting salsa and rumba dancing in the streets with sexy ladies crowned in tropical fruit hats, I was dismayed to find Bogota a slummy and polluted place populated by sullen citizens shuffling down the sidewalks. At 8,600 feet in elevation, this dreary city was chilly and overcast with nada a Busby Berkeley fruit hat in sight.
It had been a frustrating arrival and I was piqued.
After checking in I wandered into the streets to find my first local meal. There were no restaurants, just a few hole-in-the-wall stores in this rundown part of town. A gang of young Colombian toughs in flared jeans were milling about on the corner, eying me. The soundtrack from West Side Story played in my head: "When you're a Jet you're a Jet all the way, from your first cigarette to your last dying day."
Gulp. Chin up. I crossed the street toward them. "Hola" I said with false bravado, making hand gestures to indicate I was looking for food. They were as surprised as I was by my forthrightness. Surrounding me like a military escort, they marched me to a stairwell leading down to a dive with six tables. In unison they poked their heads into the place and yelled, "Abuela!" A darling grey-haired woman about half my height appeared from behind a beaded curtain, gave me a welcoming smile, and gestured for me to sit at one of the plastic flower-print-covered tables. The gang departed, but not before they all kissed their grandma on both cheeks and formally shook my hand. The woman handed me a menu and I recognized one of the items offered: tostadas.
"I'll have an order of that," I said.
Savory smells emanated from the tiny kitchen. The short signora shuffled out from behind the clacking curtains and set a small plate of plain toast in front of me. Where were the tortillas, meat, cheese, guacamole, topped with sour cream?
I had just learned my first gustatory word in Spanish. Tostada=toast.
With two pieces of toast in my grumbling belly, I headed back to the hotel tired, grumpy, and ready for a hot shower and a long nap. I turned the water on full blast and within minutes the small bathroom steamed like a sauna. As I stepped into the shower stall, a strange gurgling sound grabbed my attention. Peering through the mist I was horrified to see a waterfall gushing out of the toilet onto the bathroom tile and out the door in a steady rush across the mahogany bedroom floor. No matter how many towels I threw down to block the flow, it was unstoppable. Without thinking, I wrapped the last towel around me, scampered out of the room and down the grand staircase to the reception desk.
The clerk was shocked that I was standing at the counter sporting only a bath towel. "Americans can be so inappropriate and such attention-getters," I'm sure he was thinking as he tried not to look me up and down. My bosom was barely covered as I fluttered my hands and flapped my arms to communicate that there was an imminent disaster happening upstairs. "A flood! The toilet! Hurry! In my room!" I squawked like a parrot.
I now had the full attention of the clerk and everyone in the lobby. But nobody understood. The urgency was completely lost on them, yet they certainly found me amusing. They laughed as I continued to gesticulate that there was a serious problem and it was not me dressed only in a towel.
The sound of splashing water got them to focus. A river of water cascaded down each stair like a liquid Slinky. Now they were looking at something besides me.
I slumped in one of those overstuffed chairs in the lobby, completely ignored, and waited for them to fix the toilet and mop up the mess.
"Looks like a rough day, young lady." The large bulk of the man with the stained shirt I had seen earlier stood above me with a concerned look on his face, his thinning sandy-grey hair slicked back in an impressive helmet. "I'm Ray Johnson and you obviously don't speak Spanish. Can I help you?"
He didn't seem lecherous and reminded me of a mix of Sean Connery and Santa Claus, so I hiked my towel up a little higher and confided, "This is my first day here. Where can I get a good meal?"
"The hotel restaurant has quite decent fare. May I take a fella American to dinner? Not now, of course…"
I giggled, relieved to be speaking English, and tugged at the towel again in a futile attempt to cover an inch more of my legs, self-conscious about how I must seem wrapped only in a towel.
The hotel staff moved me to a drier room, where I lingered in a luxuriously hot and uneventful shower. I gussied up in a new pair of jeans and a crisp, cream-colored linen blouse, and met Ray in the dining room. A waiter with a white napkin draped over his arm took our order. Ray counseled, "Colombian food can be very starchy and bland. They cook with a lot of yucca, which has the texture of a stringy potato without flavor. They also add fistfuls of cilantro to every dish. Try the carne asada with a hearts of palm salad. Have a beer, Argentinean Malbec, or a Chilean cabernet, if you like, but I don't drink."
"What are you doing in Bogota?" I asked after we had ordered and I sipped on a lush, garnet-hued cabernet.
"I'm a tropical fish trader, along with other commodities, and I'm here to drum up buyers."
I nodded as a waiter bustled by with a fragrant, steaming dish. I could smell the cilantro. My stomach rumbled.
"Why are you in Bogota?" he asked.
"This was the cheapest airfare destination I could find to South America. I'll be traveling for a year or two."
"So where are you going on your South American grand tour?" Ray asked with a grandfatherly twinkle in his milky sea-blue eyes.
"The novel Green Mansions inspired me to travel the waterways of the Amazon Basin and explore its green veil. I also really want to go to Carnival in Bahia, Brazil and samba dance in the streets. I think the cheapest way to get there might be down the Amazon River."
He thought this was hysterical and laughed till he wiped tears from his eyes but finally responded, "You might be right, but do you know how long the river is or where you are going to launch?"
I answered seriously, "It's two thousand miles to Belém in Brazil and I'm going in via the headwaters of the Rio Napo in Ecuador, just like the Spanish explorer and conquistador Francisco de Orellana did in 1542. Orellana's voyages served as partial influence for the Werner Herzog's film Aguirre, the Wrath of God. I've done my research."
He tried to stop grinning and said, "Well, you must come visit me on your way to Brazil. Leticia is a trading outpost in Colombia on the Amazon River bordered by Peru and Brazil. I live there with my common-law Yagua wife, who's from the Red Macaw clan, and our passel of kids."
He seemed sort of old to have a young family, but I kept that thought to myself. The waiter brought our dishes. The savory aroma of grilled rare meat was irresistible. Silence reigned for a few moments as we both ceremoniously picked up our silver-inlaid steak knives and dug in eagerly.
"How did you end up in the Amazon?" I stopped chewing long enough to ask.
Ray waggled his fork at me and said, "In the 1950s I was a photographer for National Geographic. We were down here making a film when our plane crashed in the jungle. Everyone survived, but I got malaria and was too ill to continue on with the film crew. Besides, I fell in love, several times, and stayed in Leticia. Been there twenty-one years."
"That's about when I was born," I said.
He chuckled and carved into his blood-red steak while still talking. "Thought I could discover an unknown tribe and make a name for myself by filming them. I'd canoe far up the rivers and ask around, hear rumors about tribes that were still virgin to the white man's eyes. I even encountered an isolated clan up near the Orinoco River delta on the Venezuelan border. They didn't cook me and even initiated me into one of their hunting trip rituals where they blew snuff up my nose with a blowgun. It knocked me out for hours, and terrifying giant anacondas and toothy, yowling jaguars populated my hallucinations. Oh, and I threw up. A lot."
Mouth gaping open, I stared and asked in disbelief, "You took psychedelic drugs with a cannibalistic tribe?"
He shrugged and said, "I didn't know. Thought it was cocaine or something, though the blowgun was a lot longer than a straw or a rolled-up dollar bill. I was in-like-flint after that experience and slept in the chief's hut, completely convinced I had found the lost tribe until one night, swinging in my hammock, I noticed light glinting off a Coca-Cola bottle hanging high up in the rafters. Boy, was I disappointed!"
"After that, I started taking tourists and scientists into the jungle since I knew it so well. Funny things happened. One lady botanist was terrified of piranha and continually obsessed about them. I reassured her they were not in the middle of the river we were traveling on but schooled in the eddies along the bank. Right then, we hit a wake and a piranha flew from the water, arced into the boat, and landed on her head, latching itself onto her forehead. Getting that fish off was one of the biggest challenges of my life. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry as I pried the piranha's pointy teeth apart. She made me deaf with her screaming. Fortunately, it was a flesh wound. The fish didn't take a big bite since there's not a lot of skin to bite into on the forehead."
"Ray, that's impossible!" I laughed.
He shook his head and said, "You wouldn't believe how weird it can get in the Amazon."
He continued, "At that point I decided it was too difficult being a tour guide, so I put the word out among the various indigenous tribes that came to Leticia for supplies that I was buying exotic birds like macaws, toucans, and Amazon parrots. There was a big market in the States, but that ended when so many died in quarantine because of avian diseases. And you couldn't sneak 'em in anymore after customs officials upped their security checks because of the escalating drug traffic out of South America. So now, I do fish."
Several months later, having mastered Spanish out of sheer necessity since my flummoxed first night in Bogota, I was still tenaciously heading by boat to Carnival in Brazil. Traders' canoes languidly ferried me down the Rio Napo in Ecuador to Iquitos, Peru where the Napo flowed into the two-mile-wide Amazon River.
One sweltering day I found myself scrambling up a muddy embankment to the dock leading into Leticia. Ray's invitation to visit was not forgotten. I hoped he would introduce me to the "real" Amazon.
The early morning sun was already blazing on the Amazonian frontier town as I walked the wooden sidewalk that went back toward Leticia. Electric Blue Morpho butterflies burst from the rain puddles while mangy mongrels skulked about, picking at piles of fish bones haloed in clouds of botflies. Indians in feathered headdresses and ear plugs, their skin painted in red achiote, hustled past on their way to the open-air market, carrying spider monkeys, black caiman, emerald-green macaws, and even a terrified hissing jaguar kitten, trussed on poles or trapped in basket cages swinging from the Indians' blowguns. One shirtless mestizo in ragged soccer shorts had a twelve-foot anaconda draped around his shoulders. He caught sight of me and before I could wave him off, he wrapped the snake around my neck, holding onto the back of its head so it couldn't bite, and asked for money for a photo. The reptile was uncomfortably weighty and smelled of snake urine, which has its own distinctly unpleasant pungent odor. As I looked at its skin, I noticed ticks bloating out from underneath its scales. Repulsed, I wiggled out of the snake's tightening grip. Bursts of gunfire, coming from a ramshackle bar perched on stilts overhanging the river, punctuated the cacophony at the dock. This roughshod town assaulted all of my senses at once, invoking Hieronymus Bosch's paintings of hell.
Salty sweat poured down my face, stinging my eyes. I managed to make my way to the deserted main plaza and sat, panting, on a bench under the pathetic shade of a scrawny palm tree. Scratching under my shirt, concerned one of the ticks had hopped off the snake for a warmer host, I wondered how to find Ray. He didn't have a phone or an address, and had simply told me, "When you get to Leticia, just ask for Fish Trader Ray."
I motioned to a young boy kicking a ball across the otherwise-empty plaza. "Donde esta Fish Trader Ray?"
The boy looked puzzled and then asked, "Pescadero Raymundo?"
He motioned for me to stay where I was, and ran off down a side street. Minutes later, Ray appeared on an exhaust-spewing motorcycle with his wife and several kids hanging off his wide girth like a bunch of ripe bananas.
Ray hesitantly greeted me, but then a huge smile broke across his face and he embraced me in a sweaty bear hug, introducing me to his family. He said, "You found me. I almost didn't recognize you. You've lost a lot of weight since we met in Bogotá and your clothes are pretty beat up. Still going to Carnival?"
We all sipped Coca-Colas at an outdoor cafe, the kids playing with a shiny black rhinoceros beetle that scuttled in the dirt under our table. The frosty, curvaceous bottle in my hand yielded the most delicious, sugary-sweet, icy-cold soft drink I had ever quaffed. Surprised that he had paid for our drinks in dollars, I asked him why, and he explained, "The dollar is more common than pesos because of the drug cartels coming through here to the States. Leticia is a hub for outlaws, contraband, and cocaine."
Ray entertained me by pointing out CIA agents trying to blend in as American businessmen in dark suits, their bulging necks and biceps giving them away.
"Why are they in this godforsaken place?" I asked.
He raised his eyebrows and talked out of the side of his mouth in a whisper. "You don't want to know. They protect the drug trade and make sure the government officials are cooperating."
"My tax money is paying for that?"
This further heightened my desire to get out of town pronto and return to the green tangle of the jungle. Give me poisonous bugs, blood-sucking bats, carnivorous fish, and strangling snakes anytime over men with guns.
"Ray, I really don't want to stay here. I'd love to spend time with you and your family but this place scares me. Do you have any suggestions for how I might get farther into the backwaters of the Amazon? I want to see the rarer flora and fauna, and then head toward Brazil and Carnival. I've been practicing my samba steps…"
He nodded sympathetically and said, "Leticia is a very dangerous place. There's a mail boat traveling downriver leaving late this afternoon. My buddy Marco, the captain, will drop you off at Flora's, about a two-day boat ride from here on one of the more obscure branches of the Japura. She collects exotic aquarium fish for me and loves visitors."
Ray walked back down to the wharf and got me settled into Marco's twenty-foot-long panga. He waved goodbye with his weather-worn Panama hat, surrounded by his retinue of barefoot children and his short, stoic, native wife. Another gunshot emanated from the stilt bar, as if a starting pistol was announcing our departure. Leticia quickly—and thankfully—faded into the distance. That town was no place for a young woman—unless she was plying her trade.
The sunset across the twenty-mile expanse of the Amazon River was a fantastical light show of tangerine spectral colors. The sultry water's surface shimmered in a coppery-peach glow. I curled up on a lumpy sack of mail, appreciating the tranquility, and dreamily watched as the constellation of the Southern Cross faintly appeared in the gloaming of twilight.
We chugged along the sluggish waters of the Amazon River with dozens of other craft, from slipper-size dugouts paddled by plumage-bedecked natives to rusty cargo container ships struggling upstream to Iquitos or Pucallpa. My only company in the stern of the boat were a wild peccary in a slat cage who, thankfully, gave up squealing after a few hours, and Marco's pet capuchin monkey, who made a game out of looking for nits on my scalp. His gentle preening soothed me during the hazy, heat-baked days. I had to lie on my pack, as the mischievous monkey also enjoyed digging through it with his dexterous digits—squeezing out the toothpaste or chewing on the soap bar. His most naughty and annoying trick was absconding with my silky underwear, placing it on his head like a beret and keeping just out of my grasp. We shared a passion for cashews and boiled palm nuts that I cut up and fed to him. He was too cute to be mad at for very long especially when he innocently batted his coal-black eyelashes at me.
Toward the end of the second day we detoured up a coffee-colored river confluence and into narrower tributaries, finally arriving at a small hut on stilts above the riparian jungle terrain.
There was no terra firma to disembark on, so we motored right up to the porch railing. Marco introduced me to a compact, smiling woman with bright white teeth, mocha-toned skin, and peculiar pale green-blue eyes that flashed an invitation of friendship. Flora reached down, gave me her calloused hand, and hauled me up from the boat's rim into her twelve-square-foot thatched-roof shack. Marco confirmed he would come get me in a week and hook me up with a ride to Manaus midway between Leticia and the mouth of the Amazon River in Belem, where a bus would provide transport to Bahia in about three days. "Just in time for Carnival!" he emphasized as he shoved off, in a hurry to get back to the main river branch and visit his family. The monkey screeched goodbye with a furrowed brow as he watched me, and my pack contents, fade into the dusk. He was wearing something on his head…
Flora seemed pleased to have me as a guest. She was isolated here with just her three young children, all under age five, for company—her only social life the occasional visitor Ray sent or the infrequent passing trader. The tribe she came from lived much farther upriver and she never saw them. I never asked why she lived by herself, but I got the impression she was an outcast due to her mixed blood.
She spoke passable Spanish so we communicated easily. I agreed to contribute to the food kitty and also help her with household chores, fishing, foraging, and childcare.
When we weren't out fishing we cooked, swept, wove baskets, and lounged in the hammocks, sharing stories and braiding my hair. The kids were fascinated by my back-length blond tresses and fooled with them constantly. I teased that they should open a beauty salon. This sent them into giggle-fits, as Flora and I were the only women for many miles in this riverine no-man's-land.
Flora's tipsy canoe was the only way to get around. Carved out of a single tree trunk, it floated just a half-inch above the waterline. Balance was essential when we sat, stood, or paddled.
At night, after the children were asleep, we'd slip into the dugout with flashlights and glide silently into the lagoons surrounding the shack, looking for black caiman. Their eyes glowed a spooky citrine-green in the distance like iridescent marbles hovering right above the obsidian-dark waters. We'd quickly shine the flashlight into their eyes to mesmerize them before they disappeared below the surface. Then we'd paddle over and gently tap on their prehistoric boney heads. This would break the spell and, plop, they'd sink underneath the inky water.
That was about it for nightly entertainment.
My visions of the magical realm of the jungle that Green Mansions had stimulated were real. How glorious the gigantic, two meters in diameter, Reina Victoria lily pads were—each one a universe inhabited by jade-green frogs and giant-legged bugs—and how strange and mythical the pink river dolphins appeared, quietly rising up and sinking back into the muddy malachite waters as our canoe wove through the mesh curtain of vines and drifting roots. I was finally living the fantasy that had inspired the long and arduous journey I'd taken to get here. Traveling through Flora's watery world was worth every bug bite and petrifyingly scary moment.
Over her brazier set on the floorboards, we shared meals of smoked monkey stew, boiled palm nuts, dried pirarucu—the largest freshwater fish in the world, and my favorite: grilled Capybara—the world's biggest rodent. We also did what women do all around the globe—we talked about men. Ironically, she had the same boyfriend problems I did. Hers was a bigger dilemma, as she also seemed to get pregnant and have children by the various Casanova traders who canoed past.
The week at Flora's passed quickly. I was ready to travel onward to Carnival, especially once the sour German arrived the day before I was to leave, and put a crimp in our fun factor. He took up half the hut with his camera gear and shoveled all the stew onto his plate leaving a thigh bone and some sauce for the rest of us. He spoke in a bullying baronial tone of self-importance ordering us about like servants, but Flora needed the money he was paying for her guide services, so I couldn't shove him over the railing and feed him to the caiman like I wanted to. Thankfully, Marco showed up when promised and had consigned a boat ride to Manaus for me. I hugged her wild, spunky kids goodbye and promised Flora I would stay in touch with her via Ray and return to visit her special watery world someday—maybe with my own future children in tow.
I did arrive in Bahia on the first day of Carnival as Marco predicted, and danced nonstop in the streets for a week. Several pair of shoes were worn out as I tried to keep up with the battery of booty-shaking, sexy samba mamas who paraded around town 24/7 in their stilettos, towering headdresses, skimpy costumes, and mile-wide electric smiles. Shimmy, shimmy, smile, rotate, wave to the crowd; then run, run, run to catch up with the frenzied drum bands on the motorized parade floats and shimmy some more. It reminded me of the moves Flora taught me to prepare me for Carnival, standing up in her tipsy canoe, scaring that silly photographer. Shimmy, shimmy, shake, shake, giggle, guffaw! Sisterhood discovered deep in the Amazon.
The Amazon and Carnival faded into a blur of further larger-than-life adventures traversing Iguaçu Falls and the glaciers of Patagonia, over the Atacama Desert to Bolivia, and months later, flying home from Ecuador—a full circle from where I began my Amazonian quest.
I went back to California and started an import business. For seven years I commuted to South America, and whenever I could find a flight from Colombia or Peru to Leticia, I'd take a detour and visit my friend Ray and his growing family. Leticia held a certain backwater charming seediness that grew on me the more I explored the region. Flora had married one of her Casanova's and moved to Iquitos and I never saw her again.
The last time I saw Ray was thirty years ago, right before I sold my import company. He was hoisting me into the cargo hull of an un-pressurized plane on a dirt runway filled to the gills with odoriferous planks of salted pirarucu fish. Throngs of Indians pushed and shoved to get on the plane that provided the only transport to Bogotá on a random schedule. Luckily, they were much more diminutive than Ray, who tossed me like a football, launching me over the indigenous feathery finery and headfirst onto stacks of smelly fish. As the plane sputtered and the propellers whirred, we lifted upward. There was Ray on the runway below, large and pasty-white, enthusiastically waving his sweat-stained Ecuadorian Panama hat, grinning and squinting upward toward the blazing orb of the sun. His kids taller, his wife shorter. Fish Trader Ray. My Amazon man. Straight out of a novel.
Lisa Alpine is the author of Exotic Life: Laughing Rivers, Dancing Drums, and Tangled Hearts (winner of a BAIPA Book Awards Best Women's Adventure Memoir). Writing, dancing, gardening, hiking, family, and travel are the passions of her life. She divides her time between Mill Valley, CA and the Big Island of Hawaii. Find out about her writing workshops and book events at www.lisaalpine.com. "Fish Trader Ray" won the Grand Prize Silver Award in the Eighth Annual Solas Awards.
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Mahatma Gandhi's Philosophy
Mahatma Gandhi developed some guiding principles and adhered to these philosophies which came to be called 'Gandhism.' His philosophies have inspired many people throughout the world and have been especially used as the basis of civil rights movements against perceived oppressive regimes. Hi philosophy is hinged on the truth and nonviolence principles.
The sovereign principle according to Gandhi is the truth or 'satya' he observed that life was an eternal conquest to discover the truth and his life's journey was marked by experiments and learning from his own mistakes. Gandhi believed that the concept of truth is above and beyond any other considerations. He observed that every one of us needs to observe the truth as long as we are alive. He likened the truth to observe the truth and the absolute truth is God's guiding principle.
The Nonviolence
The principle of nonviolence or 'Ahimsa' was integral to Indians and especially to Gandhi in advocating for nonviolence struggle for freedom in India. Gandhi was determined to eliminate satygra movements that accompanied any form of violence. Violent incidents in Uttar Pradesh and Chauri Chaura led him to disband civil disobedience movements. It is regarded that Gandhi adopted vegetarianism due to his manifestation of nonviolence principles (Colors of India).
British Colonialism in India
British rule in India changed the country's history. The British arrived in India towards the end of the 17th century and it was during this time that the British East India Company was formed to increase trade between India and Britain while and break the Dutch monopoly. With time, BEIC had acquired more powers and started to administer the whole country. BEIC's policies were disliked all over the country and people revolted against them resulting to its downfall and administration went to the queen. Britain annexed more of India's states and formed laws that could govern them. Later the whole of the Indian subcontinent was under British rule. The mid 19th century saw Britain introduce railways, postal services and telegraph. Britain passed many acts that were met with a lot of resistance by Indians and as a result the Indians revolted against the British rule but each of India's movement was brutally crushed by British forces. Leaders like Gandhi openly criticized and condemned the British ule through nonviolence mass rejection of the Britain rule (iliveindia.com).
Chronology of Significant Events in Gandhi's Life
Mahatma Gandhi was born in October 2, 1869 and died in January 30, 1948. At the age of 18, he set out to study law in London. He attempted to fit into the English society by buying good suits, trying to talk good English and learning how to dance but after some time trying all this, he realized that he was only wasting time and money. He decided to just stay simple. He was also able to achieve his lifelong desire of being a vegetarian.
In 1893 at the age of 23 years, he left his family and set off to SA. He wanted to learn some law and make some few monies but it was while in SA that he transformed from the quiet and shy man to a resilient and potent leader. He was especially vocal against discrimination. After realizing that there was a lot of discrimination in SA, Gandhi spent some time working to better Indians rights. During this time he was particularly influenced by the Gita and leant about samabhava and aparigraha. His years in SA proved to be important for his spiritual and political development.
When World War I broke out in 1914, Gandhi went back to India and supported the British at first but changed his stance when he realized that the British had adopted Rowlatt Act in 1919. The act allowed the government to imprison Indians without trial and it is at this time that he developed the nonviolence disobedience or the satyagra. He succeeded in convincing Indians against his case of nonviolence agitation (Rosenberg).
Mahatma Gandhi's Notion of Satyagraha and Swaraj
According to Gandhi, he believed that if he took the vow of chastity, this would allow him to focus on Satyagraha which can be translated as insistence of the truth or as passive resistance. He believed that British translation to 'passive resistance' did not give the intended Indian meaning as it was an act that could be conducted with anger. Satyagraha thus meant 'truth force.' He used the term to insist on a focused but forceful nonviolent resistance to British aggression and injustices. He believed that people who used Satyagraha could resist any injustices by not following the unjust law and never take advantage to each other opponents' problems. He coined and used the term in 1907 while in SA during the black act. Indians in SA rejected the Black Act using Satyagraha (Rosenberg)
Swaraj
Swaraj means self-governance. Gandhi developed the concept of Swaraj during India's struggle for independence. According to Gandhi, Swaraj means more than 'just wanting English rule without the British'. He believed that the British rule was not just as it alienated Indians. It involves self governance through self rule and through community building. He stressed on the need by Indians to do away with British bureaucratic rule and its education system. Swaraj's main principle was the questioning of moral inadequacy of western civilization as the model for free India. Thus the Swaraj meant the call for self rule and self respect from dehumizing institutions (Swaraj Foundation).
The role of Religious Faith and God in Gandhi's philosophy
According to Gandhi, God is the creator of all that is onto the earth and is the power behind and above unity. He believes that God is the truth and he is the source of vision of the truth. This however he observed can be achieved by realizing of the nonviolence actions. This means that Gandhi declares God as the truth and the basis of that truth and unity. Nonviolence acts is the only way to conceive the truth. He believes that life, economic, political and religion cannot be divided into different compartments. According to him, religion was not just a matter of individual experience but rather a matter of humanizing religion and moralizing it. He interpreted different religions (Hinduism, Christianity and Islam) and said that they were federation of different religious faiths (20th WCP: Gandhi and Comparative Religion).
Experimentation with satyagraha and how he experimented with swaraj
The first time Gandhi experimented with satyagraha was while he was in SA in 1907. He organized opposition of other Indians to reject the Asiatic Registration Law that required all Indians to get registration numbers and carry with them at all times. The act was later repealed in 1914 and he proved that nonviolent protests can be useful.
He always remained truthful because he believed that was his best and strongest weapons. He thus never lost his satyagraha. In this way, he was able to earn the hearts of his opponents. He fought and won against the British through his nonviolence protests.
He criticized the concept of western civilization and sets himself against it. He finds survival for the fittest as unacceptable.
He also rejected imperial colonialism and was able to overcome it through nonviolent protests.
Gandhi's Death and its Aftermath
Mahatma Gandhi was assassinated on January 30, 1948. He was shot by a hindu man who thought that Gandhi was harming Hindus by becoming friends with muslims. He was then cremated and his ashes scattered over sacred rivers. Aftermath of Gandhi's death is caused violent attacks in the Pune city which was home of the assassin as well as other parts of India. Political parties associated with the suspected assassins were banned and violence broke against the Brahmins community from where the assassin hailed (Rosenberg).
Mahatma Gandhi was a great philosopher not only during his time but as a historian. His nonviolence philosophy and helped India gain independence through peaceful means and his philosophies are still relevant today despite his death in 1948. Gandhi's legacy still lives on.
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Juliette Lewis has been recognized as one of Hollywood's most talented and versatile actors of her generation since she first stunned audiences and critics alike with her Oscar-nominated performance as "Danielle Bowden" in Cape Fear (1991). To date, she has worked with some of the most revered directors in the industry, including Martin Scorsese, Woody Allen, Lasse Hallström, Oliver Stone and Garry Marshall. Whether lending dramatic authenticity or a natural comedic flair to her roles, Lewis graces the screen with remarkable range and an original and captivating style.
Lewis was born in Los Angeles, Californa, to Glenis (Duggan) Batley, a graphic designer, and Geoffrey Lewis, an actor. By the age of six, she knew she wanted to be a performer. At twelve, Lewis landed her first leading role in the Showtime miniseries Home Fires (1987). After appearing in several TV sitcoms including The Wonder Years (1988), she made her move to film, starring with Chevy Chase in National Lampoon's National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation (1989) and with Jennifer Jason Leigh in the drama Crooked Hearts (1991). At 16, Lewis starred opposite Brad Pitt in the critically acclaimed television movie Too Young to Die? (1990), catching the attention of Martin Scorsese, who cast her in his thriller Cape Fear (1991). Her powerful scenes with Robert De Niro captured the quiet complexities of adolescence and earned her an Oscar nomination and Golden Globe nomination for "Best Supporting Actress". Her auditorium scene with De Niro went down in movie history as one of cinema's classic scenes.
Lewis next worked with Woody Allen in Husbands and Wives (1992), playing a self-assured college coed with a penchant for older men and, particularly, her married professor. She quickly followed suit with a succession of starring roles in a variety of blockbusters and critically acclaimed projects including Kalifornia (1993), Romeo Is Bleeding (1993), What's Eating Gilbert Grape (1993) and Natural Born Killers (1994), Oliver Stone's controversial media satire about two mass murderers who become legendary folk heroes. Lewis's other credits include the Nora Ephron comedy Mixed Nuts (1994), with Steve Martin and Adam Sandler; the sci-fi action film Strange Days (1995) with Ralph Fiennes and Angela Bassett; Quentin Tarantino's vampire tale From Dusk Till Dawn (1996) with George Clooney; The Evening Star (1996) with Shirley MacLaine; the Garry Marshall-directed The Other Sister (1999), and Todd Phillips' Old School (2003), co-starring opposite Luke Wilson, Vince Vaughn, and Will Ferrell as well as Starsky & Hutch (2004). In addition to her film career, Lewis has continued to add roles to her growing list of television credits with a performance in Showtime's My Louisiana Sky (2001), for which she secured an EMMY nomination, and a starring role in the Mira Nair-directed HBO's film Hysterical Blindness (2002), alongside Uma Thurman and Gena Rowlands.
Stephen Berra (9 September 1999 - 11 December 2005)
Sister of Lightfield Lewis and Brandy Lewis. Half-sister of Dierdre Lewis and Matthew Lewis.
Legally emancipated from her parents at age 14.
Dropped out of high school just three weeks after starting.
Arrested for being underage in an underground dance club at age 16. The arresting officer, who recognized her dad when he picked her up at the station, gave Juliette her mug shot (the charges were dropped), which now hangs, poster-size, in her home (this picture can be seen at Fan Page)
Drove without driver's license until she was 21. She owned a car bought under a friend's name and had been driving illegally since age 15. Eventually got a license after she got caught not stopping at a stop sign.
Father almost named her Snow Lake.
Daughter of Geoffrey Lewis and Glenis Batley, a graphic designer.
Chosen by Empire magazine as one of the 100 Sexiest Stars in film history (#75). [1995]
Played a suicidal mental patient in the music video for the Melissa Etheridge song "Come to My Window". Lewis' erratic behavior frightened the director to the point where he yelled "Cut!" several unnecessary times for fear that Lewis had truly suffered a mental/emotional breakdown.
Her song from Natural Born Killers (1994) was used in another song, "Bad Brother" by The Infidels.
Auditioned for the role of Lydia Deetz which was played by Winona Ryder in Beetlejuice (1988).
Fronts a rock band called "Juliette and the Licks" which is touring on Van's Warped Tour in 2004.
Posed for a portrait in US Magazine, by Peggy Sirota, which featured nothing but an extreme close-up of the soles of her bare feet.
Although she is now divorced, she remains good friends with her ex-husband, Stephen Berra.
She was introduced to her future husband Stephen Berra by her younger sister Brandy Lewis.
Ranked #7 on Tropopkin's Top 25 Most Intriguing People [Issue #100]
Sister-in-law of Ethan Suplee. He is married to her sister Brandy Lewis.
Friend of Alanis Morissette.
Turned down the role of Mia Thermopolis that eventually went to Anne Hathaway in The Princess Diaries (2001).
Performed in Finnish rock music festival Ruisrock. [July 2007]
She was in Buenos Aires, Argentina only for one day (October 26), where she acted with her band The Licks in a private event. [October 2007]
London, England, in rehearsal to star as "May" (alongside Martin Henderson as "Eddie") in the upcoming revival of Sam Shepard's "Fool for Love", which opens at the Apollo Theatre on 13th June. [May 2006]
Had a four-year relationship with Brad Pitt. She was 16 years old, while Pitt was 26 when their relationship began in 1989. They met on the set of the TV movie Too Young to Die? (1990), in which they played a couple, and worked together again in Kalifornia (1993). They lived together and the relationship ended in 1993.
As of 2018, has never appeared in a film nominated for the Best Picture Oscar.
Is a member of the Church of Scientology.
Fame can be just so annoying because people are so critical of you. You can't just say "hi". You say hi and people whisper "Man, did you see the way she said Hi. What an attitude."
Just 'cause I'm in the same age bracket as Johnny Depp and Leonardo DiCaprio doesn't mean we all screw together.
Just to buck the system in California, I bought a Mazda for $6,000 when I was 15 without even bothering to get a license.
[on Brad Pitt] It amazes me that people are still fascinated that we went out for four years. I was a teenager at the time. It's a lifetime away. I was in my high-school years and it was a wonderful, loving relationship with a fun, smart guy. Then it was over and he went on to become incredibly famous. The far more significant relationship was my marriage to an incredible pro skateboarder (Steve Berra). But no one wants to know about that. All these years on, there's nothing I can say or divulge about Brad Pitt that would be remotely interesting to any intelligent being.
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On this Thursday that is on 3rd of May 2018 Vedanta reported a rise of 81 percent. After exceptional items, it consolidated profit at Rs 4,802 crore. This amount is for the quarter of March. This was way ahead of the expected analysts. The expectations were of Rs 2,601 crore in an ET Now poll.
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There was a consolidation of the revenue for the quarter. The consolidation took a rise of 17 percent to Rs 27,630 crore. This was higher from that of the aluminium, oil and gas and domestic copper business.
This also increased the prices of the commodity. Meanwhile, the offset of numbers was in a partial manner. The offset by lower volume and currency appreciation was at the domestic zinc business. The ease of 28.3 percent was quarterly for the Ebitda margin. This was 32.7 percent in the previous year.
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I'm trying to avoid, you know, guilt, even though before the child is born, you're already thinking you're doing things wrong... Why do I think that will probably carry over until the day you die?
You do the one film that you think is terrible, but it's a big studio film and you hope you'll get another job because of it, because blah blah blah, whatever it is. You know that you hate it, you just couldn't care less if it got made because it's not something in a million years you'd go and see yourself. And it ends up being shite and you just knew it was shite to begin with, and it doesn't do you any favors at all if someone thought you were in another shite film. So I decided it doesn't get me anywhere being cynical. It's not that I want to be.
Some people come alive at night. I'm hopeless by 9 p.m. Coffee and Cadbury buy me an extra half hour. Often I can't get my clothes off I'm so far gone.
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It's dangerous talking about yourself too much because you find yourself talking in sound bites.
Despite being extremely professional, Michael Caine has a giggle which was lethal for me because once you catch his eyes, once you realize the other person is a giggler too, it's curtains.
New York is great, but I miss L.A. - I feel like there was something exotic about L.A. that I kind of underestimated at the time. It was very unfamiliar to me.
So what I do now is to pre-empt that by making the up into a virtue, and telling funny stories about how crap I am before people have a chance to notice it for themselves and think maybe I haven't realized.
It's censorship, really. I don't see why it's not okay for somebody under the age of 17 watch someone smoking when they can watch someone have their brains blown out? My son and I were watching an ad on the television the other day. And it said, "Rated R." He said, "What does 'rated R' mean?" I said, "God, I don't know. You can't watch it unless you're over a certain age.".
I think that you can get more passionate about somebody the longer you're with them and the more you know them and the more you go through together. Being married is definitely better than it's cracked up to be I think.
I like to mix it up, yeah. I don't sort of think, 'Oh, I need to do a comedy, I've done three dramas this year.' I don't think of it like that, but I definitely from project to project I feel like I want to just do something different all of the time and stop, I don't want to bore myself or anyone else.
The thing I miss about L.A. is time. I feel like I had much more time there, partly because no one is ever really doing anything.
I was determined not to become an American citizen but I did it for completely cynical reasons: to avoid paying inheritance tax in the U.S.
Doing press is like eating at McDonald's: while it's going on it's vaguely enjoyable - you're seduced by your own vanity and taking yourself rather seriously - but immediately afterwards you feel sick.
It's very difficult to find the time or the money for people to organize rehearsals for some movies. It staggers me how little preparation often goes into these scenes which are difficult and complicated. You think, "God, it's crazy. I've never met this person before and here I am having to work at how to do a whole performance on the set." It was great to have a few days of just talking to Michael Caine and Daniel Barber and thinking about the characters and the relationship between them before we started shooting.
Los Angeles is like a beauty parlor at the end of the universe.
There were moments where I was being kicked in the stomach, and even though I had this brace on to protect me, I still had to prepare myself for it . You can't be relaxed when that's happening. You have to brace your muscles. I can remember thinking as it was about to happen "Wasn't that how Houdini died?" I think it was.
I spent a lot of time with a real detective, a lady detective inspector who was the only female detective inspector in the whole of East London. She and I hung out a lot. She showed me what she did and I spent time with her. So, she was a lot of the inspiration for the way I dressed and sometimes the dialogue in those interview scenes where we're cross examining and questioning the youths and trying to get a confession out of them.
I had friends at school, but I was never part of a gang and I dreamed of that sense of belonging to a group. You know, where people would call me 'Em' and shout across the bar, 'Em, what are you drinking?' after the show.
I want to discover more things about acting.
I am a good mother and I feel proud about it.
Normal people, who can be good people but do bad things, are very interesting to me, and people that never get a parking ticket or never do a bad thing in their lives can be really dangerous.
I went to dinner with my mother-in-law and I just realized I was talking in sound bites to her and expecting her to laugh every time I said anything or be jotting something down in a notebook. So you have to kind of really have a talk with yourself after you've done a press tour and say, 'Chill out!'.
It's quite frightening; the business of trying to be funny is very hairy. In comedy, the potential for humiliation is huge. Trying to be funny and failing is about the most embarrassing thing you can do.
My dad had this philosophy that if you tell children they're beautiful and wonderful then they believe it, and they will be. So I never thought I was unattractive. But I was never one of the girls at school who had lots of boyfriends.
To get art nowadays, in cinema or books or anything, that grapples with the possibility of a meaningless universe... it just doesn't happen any more. In even the most indie of the indie films, everything has to come to some kind of neat conclusion.
There's a whole world of bad TV that's along similar themes - the cop drama.
I'm an optimist by nature, myself, I think.
I thought a parent's job was to tell their children not to go into acting as a profession!
I've only half-admitted I'm a professional. I know I am, I've paid my dues, but one of the things I could do better when I'm acting is to really be rigorous and to think I know how to do it. To use my brain.
Lots of people there seemed to be in denial, in absolute denial, of death - everybody's pretending that death doesn't happen in L.A.; if you do enough exercise and take enough wheatgrass and have your pill every day, you might not die.
The harder the circumstances under which you're making a movie, generally the better the friends you make. You're far away from home and so you're kind of lonely, and you end up all gravitating towards each other and the bar every night. It tends to be inversely proportionate to the comfort level on the movie, how close you become to everybody.
The ratings thing is the real issue. It really hurts movies. For example, in Redbelt, I smoked. The whole plot of my character was based on the fact that I was a smoker. And then they discovered that just by having someone smoking in the movie, it immediately makes the rating an R. So they had to cut out every shot where I had a cigarette in my hand and it totally affected the performance. That was very frustrating to David Mamet as well. I can remember him saying, "It's a nightmare.".
So far I haven't really been prominent enough to get critical attention focused on me. So, of course, I fully expect bad reviews, but I will be wracked with misery as a result.
The odd thing is if you asked me to do the accent now I would find it very difficult unless I was also playing that part, because I associate it so much with entering into the role and stepping into someone else's shoes.
I think half the time I just assume I don't really know what I'm doing - you have to do that to a certain extent, but you don't have to think you're an idiot savant.
You don't have to be brilliant at everything. You just have to have the courage to put yourself in the line of fire.
It's a hard thing to do, to be given a script, and know that you've got to turn up on the first day of the shoot - generally without having had any rehearsal - and present a character. It's really baffling; it's incredibly hard to know how to begin, to approach it, other than just thinking about it.
I'm always sort of anticipating life being difficult, but on a basic level, that's sort of on the surface, on a basic level, I'm optimistic in the sense that I think it's all going to be alright in the end.
I was terribly shy when I was growing up, I really wasn't confident with other people and I think I was always afraid of up or not being this very cool, amazing person that I wanted to be.
If there's any plan or scheme on my part, it's subconscious. Whatever I do tends to be very different from the thing I did last. You're terrified of boring either yourself or anyone else. It's always attractive if it feels like something that you haven't done before. I generally tend to be better, I think, when I'm terrified out of my wits.
51st State was one that I loved doing because the character was so out there, and in a way I was sad to leave the character behind. I'm afraid I could never be that cool in real life!
I already feel a bit annoyed at myself for writing screenplays. It's a bit, I don't know, model-singer-dancer-actress that went to a posh school. There's something too weirdly predictable about it.
Accents are very tangible, blessedly, and if you have to do one, it's a way of getting into character. I can read it through a few times and pretend I know what I'm doing!
I never felt I was quite the ticket academically. I always felt I had to put in an enormous amount of effort not to be disappointing. So I worked really hard, but at the time it suited me, because I didn't do very much else.
But I have to grow out of it, because it's very boring, really. Even when you're telling people how crap you are, you're still banging on about yourself.
I think we probably will end up in America because he would be giving up much more to come and live here. If you want to work in film, that's really where you have to be. But I'm not sure that being an ex-pat is very good for one's sense of self.
I'd been shy since childhood, constantly full of self-doubt. And as an actor, I'd been so scared of failing that I made my career - and myself - a big joke.
Every time you start a new job, you're starting from the beginning again and it's terrifying. And you feel like you're going to be fired and told to go home and never to darken the doors of these people ever again.
I'm always drawn to the thing I think I can't possibly do, because I tend to be better when I think I can't possibly do something than I am when I'm pretty sure I can do something.
In my first few years as an actor, I took one terrible TV job after another. But even as I laughed off my awful roles and made fun of myself to friends, my work made me cringe - I dreaded anyone's seeing it. I was crushed that I wasn't doing anything I was proud of.
There's something helpful about the fast pace of a TV set where everything has to be finished by the end of the week. You have to finish the episode; it doesn't matter how long you have to go on Friday night, but you have to get it done.
My take on people and on the characters I play in Transsiberian, the role you're looking for, is that everybody is more than one thing. We're many things, all of us, and there are times when we are capable of great levity and jolliness and then there are times when the opposite is true.
'Leonie' did get made and it was an extremely wonderful experience. I got to travel the world. I filmed for 6 months - 3 months in New Orleans and 3 months in Japan.
You never in a million years thought that you would ever end up in a Woody Allen film even though that might be your dream, and there you are. Suddenly you've got one. But you're not playing the quintessential Woody Allen heroine, which is somebody that's full of self-doubt and heartbreakingly nave. Chloe in Match Point was a nightmare in some ways and totally entitled, and felt like everything was going to be all right. Most of the women in Woody Allen films feel like everything's awful. I didn't understand what to do. But some of the confusion is helpful.
It is brilliant going to the theater and being forced to sit and listen and think about life. It can be almost a near-religious experience.
I had watched 'Alfie,' but I didn't consider it a prerequisite. Michael Caine was just extremely fabulous. He's one of the most professional actors I've ever worked with. I guess after a lifetime of doing it, you know what you're doing. He's incredibly uncomplaining, undemanding.
I borrowed my friend's car the other day in an attempt to persuade my husband that we needed a car and literally this is true, in the first day of borrowing the car, I got three tickets and I rear-ended it.
I decided to give acting a serious, committed try, and soon after, I read the script for 'Lovely and Amazing.' The story was beautiful and honest, and the characters struggled with the same insecurities many women - including me - face. I didn't think I had a chance in hell of being in the film, but I knew I had to go for it.
Angelina Jolie (503) Marilyn Monroe (435) Cate Blanchett (334) Kate Winslet (317) Kristen Stewart (312) Mindy Kaling (307) Drew Barrymore (306) Sandra Bullock (290) Meryl Streep (289) Lena Dunham (286) Carrie Fisher (283) Jane Fonda (282) Emma Watson (274) Jennifer Aniston (270) Viola Davis (266) Selena Gomez (264) Zooey Deschanel (255) Nicole Kidman (246) Gwyneth Paltrow (245) Mae West (240) Julie Andrews (239) Roseanne Barr (233) Megan Fox (223) Brie Larson (222) Natalie Portman (219) Evangeline Lilly (215) Jennifer Lawrence (215) Winona Ryder (211) Charlize Theron (211) Blake Lively (200)


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namespace extensions {

namespace {

class Static {
 public:
  Static() {
    TRACE_EVENT0("startup", "extensions::FeatureProvider::Static");
    base::Time begin_time = base::Time::Now();

    ExtensionsClient* client = ExtensionsClient::Get();
    feature_providers_["api"] = client->CreateFeatureProvider("api");
    feature_providers_["manifest"] = client->CreateFeatureProvider("manifest");
    feature_providers_["permission"] =
        client->CreateFeatureProvider("permission");
    feature_providers_["behavior"] = client->CreateFeatureProvider("behavior");

    base::CommandLine* command_line = base::CommandLine::ForCurrentProcess();
    std::string process_type =
        command_line->GetSwitchValueASCII(::switches::kProcessType);

    // Measure time only for browser process. This method gets called by the
    // browser process on startup, as well as on renderer and extension
    // processes throughout the execution of the browser. We are more
    // interested in how long this takes as a startup cost, so we are
    // just measuring the time in the browser process.
    if (process_type == std::string()) {
      UMA_HISTOGRAM_TIMES("Extensions.FeatureProviderStaticInitTime",
                          base::Time::Now() - begin_time);
    }
  }

  FeatureProvider* GetFeatures(const std::string& name) const {
    auto it = feature_providers_.find(name);
    if (it == feature_providers_.end())
      CRASH_WITH_MINIDUMP("FeatureProvider \"" + name + "\" not found");
    return it->second.get();
  }

 private:
  std::map<std::string, std::unique_ptr<FeatureProvider>> feature_providers_;

  DISALLOW_COPY_AND_ASSIGN(Static);
};

base::LazyInstance<Static>::Leaky g_static = LAZY_INSTANCE_INITIALIZER;

const Feature* GetFeatureFromProviderByName(const std::string& provider_name,
                                            const std::string& feature_name) {
  const Feature* feature =
      FeatureProvider::GetByName(provider_name)->GetFeature(feature_name);
  // We should always refer to existing features, but we can't CHECK here
  // due to flaky JSONReader fails, see: crbug.com/176381, crbug.com/602936
  DCHECK(feature) << "Feature \"" << feature_name << "\" not found in "
                  << "FeatureProvider \"" << provider_name << "\"";
  return feature;
}

}  // namespace

// static
const FeatureProvider* FeatureProvider::GetByName(const std::string& name) {
  return g_static.Get().GetFeatures(name);
}

// static
const FeatureProvider* FeatureProvider::GetAPIFeatures() {
  return GetByName("api");
}

// static
const FeatureProvider* FeatureProvider::GetManifestFeatures() {
  return GetByName("manifest");
}

// static
const FeatureProvider* FeatureProvider::GetPermissionFeatures() {
  return GetByName("permission");
}

// static
const FeatureProvider* FeatureProvider::GetBehaviorFeatures() {
  return GetByName("behavior");
}

// static
const Feature* FeatureProvider::GetAPIFeature(const std::string& name) {
  return GetFeatureFromProviderByName("api", name);
}

// static
const Feature* FeatureProvider::GetManifestFeature(const std::string& name) {
  return GetFeatureFromProviderByName("manifest", name);
}

// static
const Feature* FeatureProvider::GetPermissionFeature(const std::string& name) {
  return GetFeatureFromProviderByName("permission", name);
}

// static
const Feature* FeatureProvider::GetBehaviorFeature(const std::string& name) {
  return GetFeatureFromProviderByName("behavior", name);
}

}  // namespace extensions

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Michael's adventures in order to raise money have led him on treks across the desert, founding the Grubby Gardeners who started off doing muddy obstacle races and then progressed to naked calendars (as you do). I decided not to use a naked photo of Michael though for this blog, I chose one instead from when I visited the Thompson and Morgan show garden at Jimmy's Farm.
In my late Nana's garden, there would be so many memories of plants I grew up with, and of the gardening methods she showed me!
Jekka's Complete Herb Book, James Wong's first book, The 'Big Daddy' RHS A-Z book, my own Thompson & Morgan catalogues and a BOOK Don Ellison gave me about Tropical Plants, but I can't remember the name!
I don't even know how it happened, but a total change of confidence 5 years ago led me onto a completely different career path than where I thought I'd be. It allowed me to find the strength to do public speaking and even to appear regularly on TV!
Being listed in The Sunday Times Top 20 most influential horticulturists last year!
LOL! Leave my job, travel as much as I wanted, BUT ALSO spread my plant and gardening knowledge throughout, working with development companies and getting involved in the PR side of things too!
To be able to confidently speak another language.
Sadly my iPhone or keyboard!
I love how the word Echinacea flows, and the different ways it can be pronounced!
Learn to be more tolerant with people!
Living the day at a lower speed setting, yet regular coffees!
Just say YES to everything!
Michael sounds a great guy!


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Q: Creating an elbow plot with k-means clustering I am clustering many texts using K-means. Now I am trying to decide on the optimal number of clusters by creating an elbow plot. However, I did not succeed yet.
My code looks like this, where corpus
corpus = df['content'].tolist()
language = 'dutch'
corpus = processCorpus(corpus, language)

Followed by multiple functions in order to remove stopwords, words with less than 2 letters, stemming etc. Consequently, this is followed by:

vectorizer = TfidfVectorizer()
X = vectorizer.fit_transform(corpus)
x_norm = normalize(X)
tf_idf = pd.DataFrame(data = X.toarray(), columns=vectorizer.get_feature_names())

final_df = tf_idf
final_df.to_excel("test_defensie.xlsx")

print("{} rows".format(final_df.shape[0]))
final_df.T.nlargest(5, 0)

def run_KMeans(max_k, data):
    max_k += 1
    kmeans_results = dict()
    for k in range(2 , max_k):
        kmeans = cluster.KMeans(n_clusters = k
                               , init = 'k-means++'
                               , n_init = 10
                               , tol = 0.0001
                               , n_jobs = -1
                               , random_state = 1
                               , algorithm = 'elkan')

        kmeans_results.update( {k : kmeans.fit(data)} )

    return kmeans_results
def printAvg(avg_dict):
    for avg in sorted(avg_dict.keys(), reverse=True):
        print("Avg: {}\tK:{}".format(avg.round(4), avg_dict[avg]))
# Running Kmeans
k = 12
kmeans_results = run_KMeans(k, final_df)
best_result = 8
kmeans = kmeans_results.get(best_result)

final_df_array = final_df.to_numpy()
prediction = kmeans.predict(final_df)
n_feats = 20
dfs = get_top_features_cluster(final_df_array, prediction, n_feats)

I tried to add the following code but I get the following error: PCA does not support sparse input. See TruncatedSVD for a possible alternative
number_clusters = range(1, 10)
sklearn_pca = PCA(n_components = 2)
Y_sklearn = sklearn_pca.fit_transform(x_norm_array)
kmeans = [KMeans(n_clusters=i, max_iter = 600) for i in number_clusters]
kmeans
score = [kmeans[i].fit(Y_sklearn).score(Y_sklearn) for i in range(len(kmeans))]
score
plt.plot(number_clusters, score)
plt.xlabel('Number of Clusters')
plt.ylabel('Score')
plt.title('Elbow Method')
plt.show()

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Q: An algorithm to determine a subset sequence in O(n)? How can i aproach this problem by induction?
Suppose that you are given an algorithm as a black box you cannot see how it is designed it has the following properties: if you input any sequence of real numbers and an integer k, the algorithm will answer YES or NO indicating whether there is a subset of numbers whose sum is exactly k. Show how to use this black box to find the subset of a given sequence {X1, …., Xn} whose sum is k. You can use the black box O(n) times.
Any idea?

A: I'm not entirely convinced that induction is necessary here.
Here's my two cents:
Suppose you have a sequence of numbers S, and integer k, and you already know that there exists a subset of numbers whose sum is k. Now, remove a number from your sequence (call it i), and use your black box on what remains (using the same k as before).

*

*If the algorithm returns YES on the new sequence, what does that tell you about i and any subset of S whose sum is k?

*If the algorithm returns NO on the new sequence, what does that tell you about i and any subset of S whose sum is k?


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Даскі́л () — персонаж давньогрецької міфології, фригієць, батько Накола, ім'я якого носило місто Наколея.

Джерела
 Стефан Візантійський, Δάσκυλος (Даскіл)
 Jakob Escher-Bürkli: Daskylos 2. // Paulys Realencyclopädie der classischen Altertumswissenschaft (RE). Band IV,2, Stuttgart 1901, Sp. 2221.

Персонажі давньогрецьких міфів

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December 14, 2018, Annapolis, MD—Researcher, practicing ER physician, co-founder of Save A Brain Foundation, and global health humanitarian, Dr. Samuel J. Zidovetski, MD, will deliver the keynote address at the National Federation of Advanced Information Services' (NFAISTM) 61st Annual Conference, February 13 – 15, 2019 at the Hilton Old Town Alexandria Hotel in Virginia.
July 24, 2018, Annapolis, MD – The National Federation of Advanced Information Services (NFAIS™), a global nonprofit membership organization serving the information services community, announces a "Call for Presentations" for its 2018 Humanities Roundtable.
July 24, 2018, Annapolis, MD – The National Federation of Advanced Information Services (NFAIS™), a global nonprofit membership organization serving the information services community, announces a "Call for Presentations" for its 2018-2019 Lunch & Learn with NFAIS virtual education series.
April 20, 2018, Annapolis, MD – The National Federation of Advanced Information Services (NFAISTM) has received a grant from the Alfred P. Sloan Foundation in support of the NFAIS 2018 Blockchain for Publishers Conference to be held May 15-16, 2018 in Old Town Alexandria, VA.


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Q: Can a guest user refresh a dataset in Power BI? Can an invited guest user(external user) refresh a dataset in Power BI ?
I am facing an issue with Scheduled refresh for Scorecard/Goal Dataset for an Invited/External user. It is always throwing an error.
Can anyone please help ?
I went through the Doc but couldn't get much clarity on this query.
Just wanted to confirm if this is possible or not i.e. if a guest user can refresh a dataset in Power BI.
I am using DirectQuery model. Invited user has given permission to create report from my published dataset. Invited user is a contributor in the workspace(tried Admin rights also). Invited user creates a report. Invited user creates a simple scorecard by connecting to this newly created report. Finally, the invited user turns on the Scheduled Refresh for the Dataset that is created along with the new scorecard. But the refresh will show error, even if we try to do a manual refresh also, it shows error.

But, as a Tenant user I am able to perform these schedule refresh as well as manual refresh for this Goal Dataset.


Preparing for a certain role means more than simply memorizing your lines inside out. Every actor knows that embodying the life of their assigned character is an essential skill all actors learn. In order to master this, you must live in the moment by being in the right emotional state before the cameras start rolling.
ExploreTalent has listed acting exercises that will help you live, breathe, and really get into character. Start preparing for your next role by reading the tips below.
It may sound like a simple question, but you would be surprised to know how many actors neglect their character's primary motive. You need to read the script several times, make notes, and highlight the words that would mean something. Try to internalize what your character feels about himself and see to it that you understand what other characters say about him as well.
Remember, the more you know about your character, the more confident you become once you begin production.
Before performing in front of an audience, you might want to check your facial expressions and actions as you start getting into character. Think about this question, How does he/she character move?
At the very beginning, you were chosen by casting directors because of your ability to portray a certain role. Extract snippets from your audition and learn to incorporate them into your character by practicing in front of a mirror.
Verbing is one of the commonly used acting exercises out there. It basically involves finding action in your dialogue.
I remember it like it was yesterday. I dictate.
The year was 1960. I lie.
The men and women were celebrating. I paint.
As an actor, it is important to know that acting exercises are a key step when it comes to preparing for a role. The exercises stated above will not only help you create three-dimensional characters, it will also allow the audiences to understand their motives as well.


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Pfizer/BioNTech vaccine given go-ahead in the States for people aged 12-15
Today's announcement marks the first of the available Covid jabs to be authorised for people this young.
Sophie CollinsDigital Reporter
The Pfizer/ BioNTech Covid-19 vaccine has been authorised for people aged 12-15 in the United States.
Reports suggest that after the go-ahead is given by US Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, this age group can begin receiving their first dose as soon as Thursday in the US.
Today's announcement marks the first of the available Covid jabs to be given authorisation for people this young.
In order to ensure a safe return of schools across the board in the United States, President Joe Biden has asked that the vaccine be made available for people of school-going age.
Speaking about the annoucement, Biden said this marks "a promising development in our fight against the virus".
He went on to say in a statement released today; "If you are a parent who wants to protect your child, or a teenager who is interested in getting vaccinated, today's decision is a step closer to that goal."
Peter Marks, Director of the US Food and Drug Administration's Centre for Biologics Evaluation and Research, said vaccination will likely be able to begin in those aged 12 to 15 shortly after an advisory committee of the US Centers for Disease Control and Prevention considers the move tomorrow.
Pfizer and BioNTech said in March that clinical trials had found the vaccine ensured robust antibody responses in 12-15-year-olds and that it was safe and effective for this age group.
Although the Pfizer vaccine is not recommended to anyone below the age of 12, the pharamceutical company has said data on efficacy and safety in those aged 2-11 will be available in September.
Meanwhile, more than 45% of the U.S. population has received their first dose of a Covid vaccine.
As of May 4, around 2.1 million vaccines were being administered daily according to CDC figures released.
Covid-19: No new deaths and 381 new cases confirmed by the HPSC
Teen arrested after eight killed and several injured in school shooting in Russia


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Best Accounting colleges in the U.S.
List all Accounting colleges in the U.S.
Find local colleges with Accounting majors in the U.S.
Best Accounting colleges in the U.S. 2022
Accounting is a program that combines business education with finance and auditing. It's a systematic process that requires excellent organizational and mathematical skills, but written and oral communication skills are also extremely important since you must be able to explain in-depth financial planning to the consumer. The instruction includes accounting principles and theory, planning and consulting, and business information systems. But there are also lessons in accounting research methods, tax accounting and budget control. The course load's mixture of business and finance prepares the students for a professional accountant status in business or government or in business fields such as management consulting and financial management.Not only do accountants summarize and record business and financial transactions, but they also must understand the legal aspects of accounting for public, for-profit and nonprofit organizations. The four basic types of accounting professionals are management, government, internal and public accountants. Accounting students learn money management and the ins and outs of business, and the sneak peek they get into its inner workings provides valuable knowledge and greater understanding they'll later apply in the work field. Job titles include, but are not limited to, accountant, financial analyst, tax adviser and financial planner.
Best Accounting colleges in the U.S. for 2022
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University of Pennsylvania offers 3 Accounting degree programs. It's a very large, private not-for-profit, four-year university in a large city. In 2019, 58 Accounting students graduated with students earning 39 Bachelor's degrees, 16 Master's degrees, and 3 Doctoral degrees.
Washington University in St Louis
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Washington University in St Louis offers 2 Accounting degree programs. It's a large, private not-for-profit, four-year university in a large suburb. In 2019, 87 Accounting students graduated with students earning 65 Master's degrees, and 22 Bachelor's degrees.
Bentley University offers 5 Accounting degree programs. It's a medium sized, private not-for-profit, four-year university in a small city. In 2019, 254 Accounting students graduated with students earning 114 Bachelor's degrees, 113 Master's degrees, and 27 Certificates.
Boston College offers 2 Accounting degree programs. It's a large, private not-for-profit, four-year university in a small city. In 2019, 177 Accounting students graduated with students earning 96 Bachelor's degrees, and 81 Master's degrees.
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University of Miami offers 5 Accounting degree programs. It's a large, private not-for-profit, four-year university in a small city. In 2019, 104 Accounting students graduated with students earning 67 Bachelor's degrees, 23 Master's degrees, and 14 Certificates.
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University of Southern California offers 2 Accounting degree programs. It's a very large, private not-for-profit, four-year university in a large city. In 2019, 291 Accounting students graduated with students earning 187 Bachelor's degrees, and 104 Master's degrees.
Tulane University of Louisiana
Tulane University of Louisiana offers 4 Accounting degree programs. It's a large, private not-for-profit, four-year university in a large city. In 2019, 142 Accounting students graduated with students earning 142 Master's degrees.
University of Georgia offers 2 Accounting degree programs. It's a very large, public, four-year university in a midsize city. In 2019, 336 Accounting students graduated with students earning 194 Bachelor's degrees, and 142 Master's degrees.
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University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill offers 2 Accounting degree programs. It's a very large, public, four-year university in a small city. In 2019, 235 Accounting students graduated with students earning 235 Master's degrees.
Emory University offers 1 Accounting degree programs. It's a large, private not-for-profit, four-year university in a large city. In 2019, 33 Accounting students graduated with students earning 33 Bachelor's degrees.
List of all Accounting colleges in the U.S.
Washington University in St Louis Saint Louis, MO
Bentley University Waltham, MA
University of Miami Coral Gables, FL
University of Georgia Athens, GA
University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill Chapel Hill, NC
The University of Texas at Austin Austin, TX
University of Michigan-Ann Arbor Ann Arbor, MI
University of Florida Gainesville, FL
University of Maryland-College Park College Park, MD
New York University New York, NY
Rutgers University-Newark Newark, NJ
Gonzaga University Spokane, WA
Indiana University-Bloomington Bloomington, IN
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#ifndef MODULES_AUDIO_PROCESSING_TEST_CONVERSATIONAL_SPEECH_TIMING_H_
#define MODULES_AUDIO_PROCESSING_TEST_CONVERSATIONAL_SPEECH_TIMING_H_

#include <string>
#include <vector>

#include "api/array_view.h"

namespace webrtc {
namespace test {
namespace conversational_speech {

struct Turn{
  Turn(std::string new_speaker_name, std::string new_audiotrack_file_name,
       int new_offset)
      : speaker_name(new_speaker_name),
        audiotrack_file_name(new_audiotrack_file_name),
        offset(new_offset) {}
  bool operator==(const Turn &b) const;
  std::string speaker_name;
  std::string audiotrack_file_name;
  int offset;
};

// Loads a list of turns from a file.
std::vector<Turn> LoadTiming(const std::string& timing_filepath);

// Writes a list of turns into a file.
void SaveTiming(const std::string& timing_filepath,
                rtc::ArrayView<const Turn> timing);

}  // namespace conversational_speech
}  // namespace test
}  // namespace webrtc

#endif  // MODULES_AUDIO_PROCESSING_TEST_CONVERSATIONAL_SPEECH_TIMING_H_