IDF soldiers celebrate the Passover seder. Photo: IDF.
JNS.org – For a growing number of Jewish families, Passover has become not only a holiday that retells the age-old story of the Exodus from Egypt, but also a time of current conflict and compromise.
According to the Pew Research Center's "A Portrait of Jewish Americans" survey that was released in October 2013, 58 percent of Jews marry outside the faith, up from 46 percent in 1990 and 17 percent before 1970. Against that statistical backdrop, more and more Jewish families must work to accommodate non-Jews at the seder table, or witness relatives attending Easter celebrations at the same time of year.
"There's a popular consciousness around the so-called 'December Dilemma' [of interfaith families balancing Christmas and Hanukkah], but for many families, Passover time is much more complicated," says Lindsey Silken, editorial director at InterfaithFamily, a Boston-based national non-profit organization that provides such families with information and assistance.
In a survey of people in interfaith relationships conducted by Silken's organization, 99 percent of respondents said they plan to celebrate Passover.
While observing Passover at home may be one of the reasons why it has one of the highest participation rates among Jews, it can also lead to greater dilemmas for interfaith families, such as the debate on whether or not to invite non-Jewish relatives and friends to the seder.
For Eric and Jessica Boatright, an interfaith couple from Boston with two young daughters (ages 2 and 6), Passover is a delicate balancing act.
"We try to have a more traditional seder with Jessie's [Jewish] family on the first night, and a more non-traditional seder on the second night, where we invite both Jewish and non-Jewish friends and family to participate," the Boatrights tell JNS.org in a joint statement.
The Boatrights strive to make the seder as comfortable as possible for non-Jewish guests. This may include explaining the holiday to them ahead of time, choosing a Haggadah with English translations and expanded commentary, and connecting the Exodus story to contemporary events.
While the Boatrights maintain a Jewish home, Eric's Christian family celebrates Easter.
The Boatrights say another one of their Easter traditions is decorating eggs.
While Passover remembers the Jewish redemption from slavery in Egypt as recounted in the Book of Exodus, and Easter marks the death and resurrection of Jesus as told in the Christian Gospels, the holidays share a foundation rooted in the Judeo-Christian tradition—with a focus on family and eating together. That can help interfaith families find common ground.
Additionally, for Christians—many of whom are familiar with the Exodus story from Hollywood movies like "The Ten Commandments," or from Sunday school—Passover is a chance to explore the Jewish roots of their faith.
For interfaith families, communication can be crucial.
In years during which Passover and Easter overlap—as is the case in 2015—some interfaith families will need figure out how to celebrate Easter while simultaneously keeping their homes kosher for Passover.
"Know that you might not get your way on everything, which is why it's important to consider what's most important and what you could compromise on," Silken says.
Indeed, for Sam and Anne Goodman, an interfaith couple from central New Jersey, the most difficult years are when Passover and Easter overlap.
"A few years ago, the first night's seder fell during Good Friday, which meant Anne couldn't fully partake in the meal," the Goodmans tell JNS.orgin a joint statement, referencing the Christian tradition to refrain from eating meat on Good Friday. In line with Jewish tradition, brisket was served at that seder.
For Sam, who was raised in a Jewish household by a Presbyterian mother and a Jewish father, and Anne, who grew up in a Catholic family, a similar conflict arose during the same year on Easter.
"Two days later, Easter fell during Chol Hamoed (the intermediate days of the eight-day Passover holiday), and Sam was unable to drink beer or eat any of the dishes containing chametz," the Goodmans said.
While non-Jewish or non-Christian family members may react negatively when a guest cannot fully participate in a holiday due to his or her religion, the Goodmans say that both of their families "have been very cooperative" on that issue.
As interfaith families become the new norm, the Jewish and Christian communities will continue to grapple with questions such as how to keep kosher for Passover at an Easter celebration, which Easter rituals to observe and which ones to skip, and how to include non-Jewish guests in the seder.


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Don't Let the Motherfrackers Fool You
Kent Monroe
Our minds naturally protect themselves by turning clamor into lullabies, so it can be precarious for the wounded to visit the past honestly. My entire life, including the many years spent cloaked in the vestments of religious service and sacrifice, today lies in flames behind me, but it is the light from that smoldering rubble that is now my beacon, illuminating the righteous path ahead just enough for me to step forward with the resolve and discernment of the ruined somehow unparted from love.
There are many advantages to staying connected to love until the sweet or bitter end, not the least being someone will surely be there waiting to drive you home when you get out of jail. For me this morning that someone was my friend and comrade, Lovely Waters, a beautiful Native American woman of Mohawk lineage. I had spent the previous five months in the dungeons of the city jail, a dim hellish point in space and time they call the Tombs. My eyes were so sensitive to light that when I opened the freedom door I was momentarily blinded. As I paused for my eyes to adjust, the door literally hit me in the ass on the way out, and thus I stumbled away to the mocking howls of my captors.
Ha-ha.
Lovely Waters waited for me in the Hopemobile, my Jurassic-age Ford truck I used for all those years to feed the homeless at Patriot Park. That was before they criminalized homelessness, before the Church closed my parish, before I left the priesthood, and before I went to jail with Maria Romero Rodriguez for dyeing the fountain waters at the Plaza Gardens blood red in protest of the pipeline carrying the upstate hydraulically-fracked natural gas through the city's poorest neighborhoods to the waiting ocean tankers.
Love Tower used to be Waldorf Tower. The big billionaire Love brothers bought it from the little billionaire, Malcolm Xavier Waldorf III, the same week the Prosperity Pipeline was signed into law by the multi-millionaire governor, whose near-billionaire father for years moored his yacht beside the yacht of the little-billionaire father of the current President of the United States of America, himself a little billionaire looking to be a big billionaire, and who was elected primarily by the votes of men and women who have to borrow money at interest to keep their clunker cars on the road so they can drive to their low-wage jobs, if they are fortunate enough to have one.
Love Tower rises 1,362 feet above the city like a guard tower rises above a prison. Crowning this immense mirrored edifice is a 360°, fifty-foot-high scrolling marquee that lights up like Broadway at sunset with the blinking words LOVE LOVE LOVE elongating, dissolving, then reappearing every 3.3 seconds like some giant robo-hypnotist's charm, so that for miles in every direction the miserable can look high in the sky and get a dissolving neon glimpse of LOVE.
"You look good, old man," she said.
I may be a grape transitioning into a raisin, but my hearing, despite my life-long addiction to incendiary rock music, is uncommonly keen.
"What did you say?" I asked, winking slyly as I gestured offhandedly to the bustling traffic.
Lovely Waters glanced to the near-empty street and winked back. "I hope there's nothing wrong with your eyes now," she quipped, "because you are freakin' stone deaf, my brother."
"No worries," I replied. "I will navigate my way through the world solely by your preternatural insight, Nostrahontas."
She jumped out of the Hopemobile and hugged me hard mid-breath and didn't let go.
"You beauty…and strength," I gasped, "have grown ten-fold. Thank you for being here for me."
She pulled back and smiled, and the hardships of the past seemed trivial.
"What are those," I asked. "Tears?"
"What if they are? And when did you last shower? You don't think I'm tearing up because I'm so, so happy to see you, do you?"
I first met Lovely Waters when she walked into my former church office with Maria one sweltering afternoon as I was finishing cleaning out my stuff. Before me stood a vibrant ethnic woman dressed in faded jeans tore at the knees and a bright pink oversized t-shirt that read: DON'T LET THE MOTHERFRACKERS FOOL YOU. Her long lustrous dark hair was streaked with a few silver highlights and tied back into a tight ponytail. She stood right in my face-right below my face, rather--diminutive in stature, but certainly not in presence, and assessed me sternly while Maria stared at the floor. The facial recognition area of my brain flashed me a wicked spitball curve, momentarily fooling the rest of my brain into believing that this was in fact the reincarnation of my third grade nemesis, school nurse, Miss Wigs, perfectly preserved and now returned to drag me away for my subcutaneous TB re-test.
"Are you that crazy ex-priest troublemaker?" she asked me undemurely.
The notion that I would rather double-batter myself and dive into a deep fryer than endure another TB test from Miss Wigs floated unsummoned into my fragile consciousness.
"Guilty as charged," I feebly replied, turning for help to Maria, who mercifully flashed me a wide smile.
Lovely Waters suddenly hugged me judo-style. My chronic lower back ache instantly disappeared.
"I'm just bustin' your ass! What a true pleasure it is to meet you at last," she gushed.
"No-no," I countered, thinking of all that money I had blown at the chiropractor over the years. "The pleasure is mine."
"I'm Lovely Waters," she told me. "Sixth-generation Mohawk Nation."
"What a beautiful name," I noted.
"I was actually born Tammy Woods. I legally changed it to Lovely Waters in 1993. It was either that or Margaret Thatcher. I flipped a coin."
I was seized by the epiphanic certainty that our destinies--Maria, Lovely Waters, and me--were now intertwined in some splendid karmic ménage à trois.
"Oh," I said, feeling a bit giddy. "Good call!"
I instantly knew this interesting woman before me was the real deal, if for no other reason than she was holding hands with Maria. Sometimes I wonder if Maria is not a tad…superhuman, because I have never known another person with such commitment to protecting the sacredness of the Earth and all its peoples and creatures, a sacredness now under relentless assault by those who have reverence for only money and power.
I am fond of saying that the world needs a million Marias. Ditto for Lovely Waters, who brought to Maria and me the sacred knowledge of the Onkwehonwe Prophecy of the Seventh Generation, which foretells the day when, after seven generations of European genocide and occupation, Native Americans will rise up and demand their rights and stewardship over the Earth be respected and restored.
I met Maria three years ago when she burst through the front door into the church vestibule during a snowstorm as I was locking up for the night. At the time she worked as a cleaner at the Waldorf Tower. The night before she had set her phone on record and dropped it in a potted plant in the executive conference room where the fat-cat city bosses were to meet regarding the public outcry after the police killing of two homeless men at Patriot Park. She was so mortified by what she heard when she retrieved the phone the following night that she dropped it, badly cracking the screen. Although we had never met, she was well aware of my community activism, and so she decided to immediately leave her job and walk nearly three miles in a blizzard to see me. Because of her excitement and the broken screen, she inadvertently deleted the recording before we could listen to it together.
I consoled her, and then recruited her on the spot. The following weekend she helped me with my weekly Sandwich Saturday at Patriot Park, where we defied the new city ban on feeding the homeless. I was arrested, fined, and then released, but Maria spent three days in the slammer for giving Judge "Maximum Joe" Potter the business as I was being sentenced.
Coincidentally, Maria is as beautiful on the outside as the inside, a tall thirty-something Latina head-turner, who uses her hair creatively. Her naturally straight black locks variously morph into wavy blond, spiked blond, spiked orange, raspberry afro-perm and straight striped rainbow. The night before we were busted at Plaza Gardens, she dyed her hair red, shaved one side a couple inches above the ear and then combed it all to the other side, where it lay perfectly somehow. I consider this to be one of life's great mysteries. Don't get me wrong, I am thankful to have a full head of hair at my age, but a nuclear-powered comb could not make my cowlick relax, yet Maria's hair obeys her every wish.
"What do you think?" she asked me over coffee before we left on our mission.
"You are an artist, Maria," I replied. "And I am forever a lover of art."
"What about my hair?" Lovely Waters asked.
"How can an art lover differentiate a Picasso," I smoothly answered, pointing to Maria, and then to Lovely Waters, "from a Renoir?"
"Good answer, old man," she told me, and then we all left smiling for the Plaza Gardens.
Over the years my photo appeared many times accompanying various articles, some somber, some topical, in the city newspapers. A picture in the Times captured my model-thin mug during my hunger strike for affordable low-income housing in 1996. Then in 2003, in the Leisure section of their Sunday edition, the Times also ran a picture of me fanning on a curve ball during one of the One Blood charity softball games I sponsored between the city's major street gangs. For two decades I have carried in my wallet the laminated photo from the Post's Metro section of me administering the last rites to a tiny brown princess struck down in a schoolyard by bullets sprayed randomly from a passing car. In its About Town section, the Post also printed a picture of me in 2009 doing standup comedy at the Laughing Dog comedy club. The framed picture that now adorns Maria's living room wall came from the Daily News' Religion section in 2012, which shows Bishop Loveless grinning like the Cheshire cat, his arm draped around my shoulder five minutes after he had told me that if I fucked up one more time he would serve my balls on a plate to his Dachshund, Charlemagne. But I had never made the front page of any of the city papers until I got busted with Maria. There I was-hi, Mom!--being hauled off to jail by the city's bowling league Green Berets, smiling like a sugar-addled preschooler as I flashed a peace sign with red-dye-#5-stained fingers.
I am especially fond of the Daily News' take on the events:
Disgraced former priest caught red handed!
Well then!
The Daily News used to win Pulitzer prizes for investigative journalism, tirelessly and courageously rooting out all manner of graft and corruption. That was before the billionaires made America safe again.
Headlining the front page above my Bozo-award-nominated article was a journalistic piece-de-resistance regaling the pomp and spectacle of the upcoming Prosperity Pipeline Celebration Gala at Love Tower. The sub-caption below the accompanying photo, obviously ghost-written by Salvador Dali, read:
Buxom Beauty in Patriotic Thong Jet-packs from Love Tower
I have taken the liberty here to reprint without permission part of the aforementioned disgraced-former-priest article. Some things you just can't make up.
Oscar Lucian, the ex-Catholic priest and longtime community social activist, was arrested yesterday at the Plaza Gardens, along with an accomplice, Maria Rodriguez, for what police spokesperson Polly Graff described as a "poopload" of serious crimes, including vandalism, disturbing the peace, assault, trespassing, and resisting arrest. According to Graff, at approximately 10:10 AM, bicycle-patrol officer, Harry Fingers, responded to the vigilant citizen sisters Myrtle and Irma Crab's whistles for help. Upon arrival at the scene, Officer Fingers found the accused and the Crab sisters engaged in what he described as "a damn good cage fight." The Crab (short for Crabilinski) sisters, who immigrated to the United States from Georgia in 1992 after the fall of the Soviet Union, literally blew the whistle on Lucian and Rodriguez with their Make America Safe Again whistles, which were recently issued to millions by the newly expanded Homeland Protection Agency.
According to Fingers, the disgraced reverend had poured an unknown red liquid--later determined to be non-toxic--into the fountain water. The well-groomed and dexterous bicycle patrolman credited a well-placed cane strike from Irma Crab for knocking the container from the priest-turned-vandal's hands before he could fully empty the contents into the fountain. Homeland Protection Forces also recovered several banner-like objects placed at the scene by Ms. Rodriguez. When pressed for details regarding the banners' message, Polly Graff replied, "Just, you know, weird Indian koo-koo love the earth crap. You know, bull-doo like that."
Saturday's arrest marks a new low for the former clergy member, who ex-Governor Bryce Pilaf once called "the flashlight in our dark-dark closet." Lucian and Rodriguez both refused medical treatment, and were transported to the city jail. Their arraignment is scheduled for 9AM Monday morning before Judge Joe "Maximum Joe" Potter.
City spokesperson, Sunny Machiavelli, told the Daily News late Sunday night that cleanup of the Plaza Gardens had already been completed, and that the incident would not affect the Prosperity Pipeline Celebration Gala scheduled for Monday at nearby Love Tower.
Wow. Somewhere in this exploding universe, Edward R. Murrow just did a backflip through a flaming hoop held by an elephant executing a ballet pas de chat.
This is obviously not the same institution that published the Pulitzer-Prize-winning Ramos Papers, which in 1978 exposed the covert corporate/CIA operations in Latin America that orchestrated violent coups in poor vulnerable nations, assassinating or exiling democratically elected leaders and installing right wing puppet dictators. That venerable institution, which by that time couldn't catch a whiff of the Fortunate 500, was bought out in 1992 by Bullyboy Entertainment for three-hundred-million dollars, which then sold out in 2001 to the barely-a-billionaire Cash Ransom for 50 million, who then sold it for 20 million in 2013 to… (trumpet sounds) the Love Brothers, who immediately turned the papers' focus to the slanderous, the tawdry, and the patently untrue--and subsequently laughed all the way to the bank…err…their bank.
The original plan had been for the three of us to take the subway to Freedom Drive, and then walk the two blocks to Plaza Gardens. Because of the beautiful weather, however, we decided instead to drive the Hopemobile and park by the river about a half-mile away from Plaza Gardens. I brought along a bottle of delicious Pinot Noir, and Maria made a couple of her gourmet sandwiches. After our mission, we were to picnic by the river beside the blooming Yoshino cherry trees.
Just as we pulled into the riverside parking area, a car pulled out without looking and tapped us in the left fender. The driver insisted on calling the police, despite the fact that a midge's landing would have generated more kinetic energy than the, uh, collision. So we quickly decided that Lovely Waters would stay and deal with the collision, while Maria and me walked to Plaza Garden and carried out the mission. No problem.
We each wore our DON'T LET THE MOTHERFRACKER'S FOOL YOU t-shirts, Maria's white with pink letters, mine a manly black with white letters. Slung over my back, I carried 32 ounces of concentrated #5 red food dye in a an old wine skin I had last used at an Oasis concert at Patriot Park back in '98. Maria carried in her baggallini four towel-sized fabrics silkscreened with the Native American Ten Commandments. I was to pour the food dye into the fountain water, while Maria hung the silkscreened banners. Just good ol' simple Sunday morning social activism. Drop a little dye, hang a few banners, then depart for a gourmet lunch and a nap on the sun-dappled riverbank.
We strolled into the Plaza Gardens. What a glorious day! Colorful azaleas, roses, tulips and lilies lined the rustic brick walks. The spec trees could have been holographic images from a glossy magazine cover. Songbirds crooned their greatest hits. The glistening green park benches appeared freshly painted.
It was surprisingly deserted, though, given the weather. In fact, it appeared there were just two other people besides us in the entire garden.
"I think we should wait for more people," Maria remarked.
I confess to being slightly deranged from the romanticized notion of a delicious picnic lunch and subsequent sunny siesta.
"We should get back as soon as possible," I quickly replied. "I didn't like the looks of that maniac that sideswiped us!"
I led the way to our objective, the Plaza Gardens' thirty-foot-high, three-tiered ornate copper fountain.
Maria pulled the banners out of her hippy-dippy baggallini, which I call the Black Hole, because, like an actual black hole, it really can hold an infinite amount of matter. She handed me a banner, which I unrolled and then stuck on the fountain using the little sticky Velcro squares she showed me how to use. Then I stepped back to admire Maria's beautiful silk-screening:
MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN
by following the Native American Ten Commandments
1. Treat the Earth and all that dwell thereon with respect
2. Remain close to the Great Spirit
3. Show great respect for your fellow beings
4. Work together for the benefit of all Mankind
5. Give assistance and kindness wherever needed
6. Do what you know to be right
7. Look after the well-being of mind and body
8. Dedicate a share of your efforts to the greater good
9. Be truthful and honest at all times
10. Take full responsibility for your actions
I glanced behind me to the only other people in the garden, two adorable elderly women sitting together on a park bench. How sweet. In fact they were identical twins, two cutie-petutie geriatrics dressed in what appeared to be nouveau Russian peasant chic: sturdy cotton dresses and babushka-style scarfs tied beneath their chins. Such rosy, joyful cheeks--just delightful! I had a fleeting pleasant vision of them sitting beside some pastoral dacha, milking tiny goats and humming Georgian folk songs.
And it seemed they were interested in my beautiful banner. In fact they both stood remarkably fast for old women, and as they spread out in an obvious flanking maneuver, it occurred to me that the black canes they carried were for more than just walking.
I fumbled with the wineskin before twisting the top off just as one of the Crab sisters tapped me on the shoulder with her cane/nightstick.
"Nyet, nyet!" she spoke/croaked.
I heard a commotion Maria's way. I looked over and saw her attempting to ward off the assault of the flanking twin. She actually grinned as she played banner tug-of-war with the nursing-home samurai, who began pummeling Maria with her cane, and I recall mentally admonishing Maria for humorizing a decidedly unfunny change of events. Hyperbole be damned, this was the Big One!
If you have never directly experienced catastrophe, I assure you from personal experience that it is the sum of events that, once set into motion, proceed with the imponderable speed of atomic fission.
I held my trembling hand out over the fountain water and began pouring in the food dye, but that Crab sister witch knocked my wineskin from my hand before I'd even emptied a cup in. I heard a blood-curdling scream and turned to see the other old crone's cane had somehow snapped in two, and Maria was now engaged with her in what amounted to a knife fight. This is when I turned and looked my demonic Crab sister in the face. Let me tell you--she made Medusa look like a supermodel. How could I have mistaken Satan for Miss Daisy?
Both Crab sisters began blowing those infernal Make-America-Safe-Again whistles they carried around their necks on red-white-and-blue lanyards. Piercing, shrieking, ear-drum-bursting whistles. Those decrepit shrews had the lungs of racehorses!
Lovely Waters arrived just as Delta Team 666 was finishing "processing the enemy." There must have been a hundred security personal there from various agencies, all tricked out in fancy special ops battle gear. I never realized there were so many morbidly obese commandos.
I should now note for the record that the Plaza Gardens' fountain waters were not actually dyed blood red as I falsely claimed earlier. Because of that old hag Irma Crab, the best I could manage was a Bazooka-Joe pink. Bazooka Joe was a bubblegum popular with Baby Boomers when they were still kids and had yet to grow up, become fruitful and multiply, then go forth to BOOM! the entire fucking world. The gum wrappers had little comics printed on the inside featuring clueless, moronic characters dishing out lame advise and insipid jokes, just like any corporate board room today.
While we were chauffeured to the pokey, Lovely Waters tiptoed through the tulips back to the Hopemobile, which was the right thing to do, of course. After all, if we all went down, who would feed our cats, Einstein and Crazy Horse?
It's a decent drive from the jail to our apartment, which is much closer to the projects than the brownstones.
Life hit me on that drive home. Hope and fear circled me like invisible opposing moons. I felt like that dried sponge you find every five years when you clean out the cabinet beneath the sink, so I closed my eyes and let the freedom soak in. I found myself longing so badly for home--our two-bedroom apartment above the Nickel Pickle consignment shop on Fifth Street--that I swore to never again complain about the sagging floors, the cracked plaster, that rusty, wobbling stairway/fire escape, or the First-World-War-era plumbing. That mouse that randomly poops in my sock drawer is another matter altogether.
Every night the previous five months, deep in the moldy belly of the city jail, I had suffered the same terrible nightmare. I dreamed America was run by Wall Street and the big banks and the oil companies and the insurance companies and big pharma and the entertainment and arms industries. While the people marveled at the latest scandalous celebrity selfie, institutions of profit had slowly purchased, and then employed, America's democratic institutions: Congress, the presidency, the Supreme Court, the press and universities, so that over time, corporations not only made their own rules, they made all the rules. Believing that they were superior beings, rich men made waste to whatever profited them. They perceived their debasement as their gift. As their wealth and power swelled, society decayed, yet these billionaires felt no responsibility for their assault on mother earth and her peoples. To them, the unemployed, the uninsured, the homeless, and the refugees were all parasites feeding off their success.
In my nightmare, the exploiters had become so diabolically adept at perception management, the exploited saluted them. As war became increasingly profitable, even the poor celebrated it as the righteous and necessary birthplace of heroes.
In time, the exploited assumed their masters' contempt for empathy. They lost their capacity for reverence. Pipelines wrapped the earth like chains. Prisons became hot investment opportunities for the wealthy. Wilderness lands glowed at night from space like metropolises from the thousands of fracked oil wells burning off the unwanted gas.
The exploited came to believe austerity was their just penalty for coddling the weak. Fairness and compassion became the language of losers.
They became blind to their ugliness. Psychopathy became a leadership quality, and folks defined existence in terms of survival of the fit, where the superior baby would grow into a man or woman who would cut their own mother's throat if necessary to become a winner.
On the final night of my incarceration, a great black wave rose in my nightmare on the horizon, boiling high above Love Tower, and I shouted to the Great Spirit:
"Yes! Oh, yes! Come quickly and wash the wicked from our earth!"
All I wanted to do was get home, fall into bed, and decompress. Tomorrow was visiting day for the jail's female inmates, and I couldn't wait to visit Maria, who still had a month to serve for telling Judge "Maximum Joe" Potter to "go hump your gavel, your Honor."
As we approached home, I told Lovely Waters the story I heard from the processing deputy earlier that morning.
"A deputy at the jail told me that a maintenance man who works at Love tower told him the Love brothers have an infrared telescope at the top that they use to spy on the city below. He said the man had seen them at night directing workers to move the telescope here-and-there, then painstakingly peering through the lens to the streets below, occasionally barking orders into walky-talkies to their private security forces on the ground. He swears they sometimes carry on with this all night, right up until the sun rises."
"What the fuck are they," Lovely Waters quipped, "vampires?"
"You will apologize immediately for slandering vampires," I admonished, and we shared a hearty chuckle.
Lovely Waters, unlike Saint Maria, always laughs at my jokes, and therefore has, not surprisingly, risen right beside Maria to the top of the beneficiary list in my will. Well, that's when I get around to actually making a will.
Whoopee!
We parked the Hopemobile in our $40-a-month spot behind the alley. Lovely Waters excused herself to run a quick errand, and I trudged up the swaying stairs, fetched the key from the hanging petunia and let myself in.
"SURPRISE!!!"
I had fallen hook, line and sinker for the oldest trick in the book. On the positive side, I still had a pulse.
To this day I honestly don't know how the floors didn't collapse. Some of my ex-parishioners I didn't recognize in their leis and goofy party hats until they spoke, but we all had a jolly good time. A joyful tear or two was shed, a few by Maria, who of course was there front and center.
I took a nice long nap with Einstein after our friends left. I lured him into my bedroom with canned mackerel artistically drizzled with its own natural Au Jus. He will not eat if the presentation is poor, you see.
I awoke to the sound of Einstein furiously clawing his scratchpad, which doubles as my bedroom door.
I shuffled into the living room and plopped into my trusty, decades-old recliner, AKA, the King's Throne. Maria and Lovely Waters lay watching TV from opposite ends of the sofa, legs entwined.
"The king is back, ladies." I drawled.
"Indeed you are, sire," Lovely Waters replied. Her hair spilled over her shoulders onto the snoozing Crazy Horse. She looked…lovely. "Perhaps his majesty is interested in his lowly subjects' little plan?"
"Plan?"
"Folks are being fooled, Oscar," Maria chimed in. "The world suffers. We need to find creative ways to snap people out of their trance."
"I see," I replied. I pressed my thumb right on the precise spot on my cheek that quack chiropractor assured me would instantly stop the involuntary tick I get in my left eyelid when I get stressed, but it only made it worse. "So what's the plan?"
"We're all going to parachute for peace!" Lovely Waters gushed.
"Think of the creative possibilities, Oscar!" Maria added.
"That's crazy," I said. My eyelid spasms shot off the chart. "And who is the mastermind of this insanity?"
Their glares quickly became unbearable.
"Please," I said. "You know I am terrified of heights. I get panic attacks at the top of the stairs."
Lovely Waters sat up, clutching Crazy Horse to her bosom.
"Well, I'll tell you who didn't mastermind it. That would be the mastermind who led us into the Crab sister ambush!"
For the first time ever, my healthy eyelid began twitching.
"Oscar, it's all in your head," Maria said. "You can piggy-back Lovely Waters the first couple of training jumps."
"That's right, old man," Lovely Waters reassured me. "Besides, at your age, what are you afraid of?"
I wish I could tell you my reply, but, after all, I used to be a priest. What I can tell you, however, is that fate is at best an iffy proposition. You follow your heart. Despite everything, you love all you can. You do what you know to be right. You never surrender, but sometimes along the way you just gotta go with the flow and hope it all doesn't end in a toilet flush.
I mean, what can I say?
"Geronimo…!"
Kent Monroe lives in Troy, New Hampshire with a damn fine woman and a motley gang of cats and dogs who refuse to obey the rules. His work has appeared in Virginia Quarterly Review, Your Impossible Voice, and Mandala Journal, among others. His article "America the Brutalful" made the Missing Slate Magazine's short list for the Pushcart Prize nomination in 2015.

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Bugsnax Coming to PlayStation Plus for PS5 in November
The bizarre adventure title will be free for subscribers at launch.
Posted By Ravi Sinha | On 28th, Oct. 2020
Sony has unveiled next month's free games for PlayStation Plus subscribers. Middle-Earth: Shadow of War and Hollow Knight: Voidheart Edition will be free for PS4 players starting on November 3rd. However, the bigger announcement is that Bugsnax, Young Horses' adventure title, will also be free.
It'll be available for two months on PlayStation Plus, starting from November 12th till January 4th 2021. There are some terms and conditions, of course. While North America, Japan, Australia and New Zealand get it on November 12th, the rest of the world has to wait till November 19th. Also, the offer only applies for PS5 owners.
Bugsnax will be launching for PS4 and PC along with PS5 next month. The console itself is also out on November 12th for $499 ($399 for the digital edition which lacks a Blu-ray drive). Sony is currently aiming to ship over 7.6 million PS5 units by March 2021. Stay tuned for launch day to see if it hits that mark.
Starting Tuesday, PS Plus members can download Middle-earth: Shadow of War and Hollow Knight: Voidheart Edition for PS4: https://t.co/fYQeDxYslr
Plus, a bonus PS5 game in November… pic.twitter.com/NqsMTi1AIZ
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Blu-ray Review: Madagascar 3: Europe's Most Wanted
Reviewed by Lynn Barker on Oct 15, 2012
Those escapees from the Central Park Zoo are on the move again and we caught 'um!
By: Lynn Barker
Abandoned by the penguins who have left Africa to make their fortune at the casinos in Monaco, Alex, Marty, Melman, Gloria and King Julien track them down only to be chased through Europe by the evil Captain Dubois of Animal Control. What to do when the "cops" are after you? Join the circus!
The animals arrive in Monaco waters
Story Goes:
Still wanting to return to their homes at NYC's Central Park Zoo, our heroes need the help of the penguins and their monkey "builders" to fly home. After following them to Monaco, the "herd" draws the attention of mean Animal Control officer Captain Dubois who wants to add a lion head to her collection of critters on the wall!
Cornered and almost captured, the gang finds a train full of down-on-their-luck circus animals headed for Rome. They lie, saying they are American circus performers and join the circus. Alex falls for pretty kitty jaguar Gia and the gang learns that since hot act Vitaly, the Siberian tiger, lost his nerve to jump through tiny hoops, the whole gang has no desire to perform. The Rome performance is a disaster.
With the help of Alex and his crew, each animal creates a new, spectacular act (including Marty with his "Afro Circus" idea), a promoter is impressed and finally, after a last ditch effort by evil Dubois, the gang is home and needs to decide if the Zoo is still where they want to be.
Marty does his Circus/Afro song
Under "High Flying Fun" we get the Blu-ray Exclusives which are:
"Get Them on the Train" – a cute game matching the animal to its train boxcar and then launching them on. Several "levels". Fun.
"The Animators' Corner" – The three directors and various animators comment in a small box over the movie, about various scenes with storyboards, animators acting out the scenes and in other visuals. Cool inside info like they had to re-do some backgrounds for this film because they were accidentally erased in computer on the last movie! Watch this after seeing the movie through first.
"Trivia Track"- You get interesting facts that appear in boxes as the movie plays.
Under "Special Features" – on Blu-ray and DVD, we have:
"Big Top Cast" – We see the various voice actors recording and talking about their roles. Really fun and you see that they are a family now after doing 3 films as their characters.
Vitaly with Alex
"Deleted Scenes" – Three of them in various phases of completion. Interesting but you can see why they weren't really needed.
"Mad Music Mash-Up" – very short but you can briefly dance and sing to Marty's silly "Circus/Afro" song mixed with "Move It".
"Ringmasters" – This is one day in the lives of the filmmakers at the DreamWorks' Glendale "campus" where they have meetings, pitch new scenes and go about making the film. You do learn a lot about how these movies are made. The special effects guys even shoot a banana out of canon to see how it will look in the movie.
"Madagascar 3 Roundtable" is the four lead actors talking about their experiences making the movies. Nice but way too short!
"Filmmakers' Commentary" – This is the usual commentary over the entire movie. You get some fun facts but a lot of the stuff is covered in other features.
The gang at the circus
Wrapping Up:
This 3rd film in the Madagascar series is more colorful and action-packed than the others and it has a lot of heart as well. The fave penguins are at it again and adding the new circus characters and Captain Dubois to the mix is great especially since they are voiced by really good actors like Martin Short, Bryan Cranston, Jessica Chastain and Frances McDormand.
This is a full-circle journey, bringing the gang back home finally but with some surprising results. Chris Rock's hilarious "Circus/Afro" song alone makes it well worth adding this one to your collection and hey, with the Blu-ray/DVD/Digital Copy pack, you also get your own cute "Marty Rainbow Wig" so you too can dress up for Halloween and do the "Circus/Afro" dance.
The evil Captain Dubois
Extras on this set are both fun and educational with a nice balance of features including actors/filmmakers/games etc. Almost everyone is a fan of this animated series and it is very nicely wrapped up here for home entertainment so we'll go all 5 stars.
Madagascar 3: Europe's Most Wanted Blu-ray:
Cover Art for Madagascar 3
MADAGASCAR 3: Travel Tips from Marty and ...
Madagascar: Join the Circus! Smartphone App
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Madagascar 3: Europe's Most Wanted
Which Madagascar Movie is your favorite?
Madagascar: Escape 2 Africa


2019 is turning out to be a rather splendid year for all the manga enthusiasts. First, there was an announcement that the Shonen Jump app would allow the fans to read the new chapters of ongoing manga for free. This was a really huge in order to stop the illegal sites which allow you to read the manga before it comes out. Shueisha has once delivered a huge blow to the illegal sites as they released their MANGA Plus app earlier today.
The app was released in every country except in Japan, China, and South Korea as they already have their own services. The app is available on both iOS and Android devices, and the website for the service is also online. A Spanish version of the service is planned to be released in February and March.
The new service has a total of 50 titles, and it includes 13 completed series. They will also add more titles to the service. The service publishes new chapters of the manga that are still ongoing from Shueisha's Weekly Shonen Jump magazine, Jump Square magazine, and the Shonen Jump+.
MANGA Plus is free to download and use, and the users can also purchase the compiled book volumes. A portion of the revenue will go to the manga authors.


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Interpreting Signs
Sign Language Interpreters in the UK tell it like it is
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BBC: See Hear Interpreting Special
In the face of growing threat to the Sign Language Interpreting profession in the UK and the lack of access Deaf people are experiencing in the light of budget cuts, the BBC's Deaf community programme, See Hear, has produced a special about Sign Language interpreting. Since 2010 the interpreting profession in the UK has been threatened with changing market forces, BSL agencies being squeezed out of that market and the subsequent loss of expertise. The changes have now filtered through to the rest of the UK with more devastating effects.
The programme features, in no particular order, an interview with me as owner of this blog; Kate Furby, an interpreter based in London; ASLI representatives: National Chair, Sarah Haynes and Working Group Chair, Bibi Lacey-Davidson; Paul Parsons from the NRCPD explaining interpreter registration and the complaints process; interpreting students from Wolverhampton University who are concerned about rising debts and whether they will be able to find work once they graduate; Terry Riley who is Chair of the British Deaf Association and feedback directly from the Deaf community talking about what they require from interpreters and their views on standards of interpreters.
Much of the focus is on a decrease in the standards of interpreters, the effect of one stop shop contracts with spoken language agencies and how community interpreting and Deaf access is in jeopardy by agencies' use of unregistered, untrained signers.
The programme was first aired on Wednesday 23rd May on BBC2 at 1pm. It is available on the BBC's iplayer until the 27th June 2012: http://www.bbc.co.uk/iplayer/episode/b01j8chn/See_Hear_Series_32_Episode_8/
If you have any comments about the programme that you would like to share here please leave a comment on this blogpost. The effects of outsourcing have been affecting Deaf people's access for over two years and interpreters are starting to leave the profession as some can not earn an income. The subsequent affects could make access even less likely. This is certainly an issue we all need to talk about more.
in deaf access, interpreting |	 23rd May 2012 | 341 Words | Comment
PIA Meeting for Interpreters: Why you should Join the Boycott
I attended the PIA (Professional Interpreters'Alliance) meeting today in Birmingham along with seven other Sign Language Interpreters. We made an interesting little cohort at the back and everyone was pleased to see us. It felt a little bit like we came to the party late but at least we had finally turned up. I'm going to join too as it is only a tenner.
There is much worth repeating here for the benefit of those that could not make it and perhaps for Sign Language Interpreters this will help in being able to make an informed choice about whether or not to boycott the MoJ's contract for interpreting and translation awarded to ALS now owned by Capita.
Firstly there was a reminder about how far court interpreting had come and how this contract has returned us straight back to a time when interpreting did not have rigorous standards in place. The case of Iqbal Begum was quoted. She was a Pakistani woman who since arriving in the UK had suffered a torrent of domestic violence at the hands of her husband. One day when she could take it no longer she hit him over the head with an iron bar and killed him. Having learnt little English, she required an interpreter. This was in 1981. She had only answered one question to say she understood the charge against her. She had pleaded guilty to murder and was sentenced accordingly without understanding the term manslaughter. She served four years in jail before an appeal. The details of which were only released in 1991 after pressure from the local community in Birmingham.
Whilst trawling the internet I found news of two publications released in 2004 highlighting standards within interpreting: An Equality Handbook for Judges and a guide to commissioning excellent interpreting services published by CILT. A mere eight years later and they may as well have not been written.
We then heard how David Cameron whilst speaking to voluntary associations, before the Coalition government came to power, said in a speech that they would distance themselves from large companies, that ministers would be encouraged NOT to outsource but rather that they should be more innovative and award contracts to smaller companies. The CEO of Capita, Paul Pindar was said upon the news that the Conservatives were in power that this was a good opportunity for them. They have since increased their turnover by 17% to £2.6 billion. That is £325 million in pre-tax profits.
We heard that many linguists have been out of pocket by the time they have travelled and paid for petrol on the payments they have received. One man was even more out of pocket after non-payment.
We heard how the previous system may not have been perfect (what system is?) but that at least there was a system: courts could book direct using the NRPSI register of interpreters who had been trained and assessed through the Institute of Linguists and where the courts and associated services adhered to the National Agreement which was in place. What we have now of course is one company who has become the regulator, the trainer and assessor (though not many 'linguists' seem to have gone through any assessment at all) and there are few standards being upheld. There are many stories of ALS personnel sitting in the dock and not speaking a word to the defendant. There is clearly no interpreting involved here.
Next up we discussed how interpreting associations have not suggested a boycott but rather informed their members of the information and options available to them. Judges and solicitors have reportedly been impressed by the will of court interpreters to continue the boycott. This is impressive when you realise that many have been without work for over three months since this contract begun. That is the strength with which they fight this contract and the refusal to be denigrated into accepting less and having their profession torn apart.
So what of the future? We were urged to contact our MPs, to get questions asked in the Houses of Parliament. FOI requests are being ignored and the excuse used is that there are no centrally held records. As the cost would be prohibitive in collecting the data the FOI can then be dismissed. Getting your MP to ask questions is the only way.
We talked about the figures due to be released by the MoJ on Thursday which will cover the first three months that the contract was in place to the 30th April. Of course these are not the MoJ's statistics. They are being collated by ALS. The stats are hardly likely to be unfavourable. How is that for public accountability?
The options for interpreters were discussed. As many now know, ALS are not filling this contract alone. Bookings are being farmed out to agencies (this is true in the case of Sign Language too with no less than four other agencies being handed out bookings, there maybe more).
Let us be clear, if you work for ANY agency doing a court (or police, or probation) booking you are helping this contract survive.
Courts are also now allowed to book interpreters direct. This is also true for Sign Language. There was much discussion about whether we should all boycott courts too. Although it is true that a contrast can be seen in quality when a properly trained and registered interpreter attends a booking it was whole-heartedly agreed that the boycott should continue.
The words that have been used are that this contract has created a 'mixed economy'. It hasn't. This contract is nothing more than a dangerous monopoly. Dangerous as it leaves a non-specialist in control of market conditions i.e. OUR terms and conditions. And do not think you are safe. In 2010 Sign Language Interpreters were hit by a tidal wave of outsourcing when the North West procurement hub handed over contracts to ALS thereby creating a local monopoly. Talk to any interpreter there and they will tell you what happened to standards, what happened to their terms and conditions.
What we had today was a room full of passionate interpreters who care about standards and access. Who have earned very little money in the last three months. Who understand that to work for this contract is to put nails in the proverbial coffin of our profession.
If you are a Sign Language Interpreter do not think you are safe. You are not. It is not that we are next, it has already happened. Our T&C's are all ripe for the eroding now we have a monopoly and BSL and other spoken language agencies chomping at the bit to stay in business. One of whom stuck an unregistered signer in a courtroom.
Last week as I was a solicitors' interpreter in court a BSL interpreter turned up for the first time. On the previous five occasions since this contract started… no interpreter. I could not bring myself to talk to her.
If you are an interpreter reading this, if you had been in that room today and you were aware of just what this contract has done, how the government has devalued interpreting, you saw the passion and commitment of the interpreters present and heard what the risks are of working for this company… No. You would be boycotting the framework agreement and any agency associated with the contract too.
in interpreting, outsourcing |	 19th May 2012 | 1,231 Words | 5 Comments
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Privatisation chaos… contd.
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I need to provide a Java interface in one of my projects, through which I can control Winamp (i.e. make it play, stop, pause, etc). I have no idea at all, as to how I need to proceed. Any pointers? All help most appreciated.
: I just joined the forums today and am not to sure whether this is the right place to post my question.
: I need to provide a Java interface in one of my projects, through which I can control Winamp (i.e. make it play, stop, pause, etc). I have no idea at all, as to how I need to proceed. Any pointers? All help most appreciated.
You can search a tutorial about how to use ActiveX controls with java and then use the WinAmp ActiveX control. It's named "IWinAmpActiveX Class" and the file is "Program filesCommon FilesNullsoftActiveX2.0AMPX.DLL"


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Q: What do you call DHTML these days? So lately I've been catching a lot of crap from a junior developer whenever I use the term "dHTML". I know the term is dated, but it's descriptive of what the task is: changing rendered markup on the client. I cringe whenever I see the term "Ajax" applied to client side animation or form validation where no asynchronous request is being made. "Web 2.0" is used a lot as well, but that term can be applied to everything from a business model to a visual style.
What term is used to describe the combination of client-side scripting and CSS effects that may or may not be accompanied by asynchronous server requests?

A: Just call it a combination of client-side scripting and css effects that may or may not involve asynchronous server requests.

A: I call it client-side behavior.
I agree with you too: "AJAX" is reserved for behavior that calls back to the server.

A: Ajax. I know it's most commonly used with a server-side request, but just because it is only client side doesn't mean it isn't still called Ajax.
Ajax:

...Despite the name, the use of
  JavaScript and XML is not actually
  required, nor do the requests need to
  be asynchronous.

A: I call it jQuery.  :)

A: I would say you're trying to solve the wrong problem.  The problem is the snotty-junior's attitude, not your language.

A: I'd go with DOM Scripting.

A: Call it dHTML or DOM scripting. And I agree: your problem is less with the language and more with the junior developer. If you want to solve the real problem you might ask him what he calls it, and deal with it from there.

A: It's DHTML.

*

*It's not AJAX; there is no necessity to do stuff asynchronously or with XML to manipulate the DOM.

*It's not HTML; that's static markup.

*It's not Javascript; Javascript is a language that doesn't necessarily have to have anything to do with HTML.

*It's not JQuery; that's a framework and whole different ball of wax.

A: DOM Scripting/Manipulation

A: I just call it JavaScript.

A: DHTML still fits in and has in my peer groups. They could be Ajax based UI which is still DHTML with Ajax but in the end, call it what it is. /shrug
Or Javascript

A: My 0.02 for DHTML being a valid, albeit currently unfashionable term.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/DHTML - Dynamic HTML
- just because most javascript animation sucked and JQuery didn't exist at the time that term was coined, doesn't make it any less valid.
Some people even did Ajax before there was a name for it...
What you call it doesn't really matter, unless you're in the marketing department.
"call it yo mama if you want to"

A: I thought maybe RIA, since I think "rich" fits, but thinking about the actual definition that probably isn't correct.  In fact, RIA might be less accurate than Ajax.

A: "Dynamic web [content|pages|stuff]" is accurate, if not precise.  I can see a case being made that "dHTML" is too specific.

A: I think what you call it depends on the nature of the conversation. If the conversation is behavior oriented (i.e. I want this area to change based on x, or these to be drag gable) than a solution agnostic term like dynamic is probably best. If you are speaking about a specific solution it would be best to use the language/technology specific terminology for clarity.

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Rosa Meitner - The Vault Fallout Wiki - Everything you need to know about Fallout 76, Fallout 4, New Vegas and more!
Look, I didn't mean to kill him, okay?
Rosa Meitner is a wastelander found in the vicinity of Megaton in 2277.
A kind-hearted spirit and a wandering traveler who recently arrived in Megaton, Rosa soon learns that her actions have caused the death of an innocent. Truly shocked and taken aback, Rosa is apologetic and genuinely disturbed by this turn of events.
Holy Water: Rosa will unknowingly give Micky irradiated water and kill him. She swears she had nothing to do with and blames the monastery for Micky's death.
Rosa appears the first time you exit the Megaton gates after completing Take it Back!.
After speaking with the player and begging them to stop the Holy Light cult, a deeply distraught Rosa will run off into the Wasteland. She does follow a specific path, which leads to Rivet City's broken bow.
Rosa Meitner appears only in the Fallout 3 add-on Broken Steel.
A kind-hearted spirit and a wandering traveler who recently arrived in Megaton, Rosa soon learns that her actions have caused the death of an innocent. Truly shocked and taken aback, Rosa is apologetic and genuinely disturbed by this turn of events."
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Do vehicles still have shock absorbers? Do radio stations? I think we're about to find out, as the results of the recent election definitely came as a shock to most of us. Right up to election day, most media outlets were saying that the vote had as much as a 90% chance of turning out differently than it did. The looming change in presidential administrations will no doubt bring many new policies across the board. There's no way of knowing how this might affect our station, but we do receive federal dollars in the form of a grant from the Corporation for Public Broadcasting.
We're very proud of our Community Service Grant, but we're even prouder of the support we get from our listeners. We recently completed a very-nearly-successful membership drive, and we need a little more help to get us to the top. Just a few more coins in the fountain will allow us to balance the budget as we head into the quiet winter season here on the Cape. Thanks to everyone who contributed so far, and special thanks to everyone who is about to help us achieve our goal.
Whatever you may choose to celebrate, everyone can agree that the end of the year is a perfect time for a little good cheer. Come on out to the Schoolhouse on Saturday December 3 and mingle with us. Volunteers, listeners and staff alike are invited to share the love for community radio and each other. Bring something to share, even if it's just a warm smile. Ugly sweaters are not required.
The Thanksgiving holiday weekend marks some of the busiest travel and bar days of the year. It also marks the beginning of the charity ball season here on Cape Cod. Before 2016 is in the books, we'll celebrate the eleventy-seventh Yule For Fuel and the umpteenth Christmas Cavalcade for the homeless. Both events have become holiday traditions and mainstays of the social calendar. Yule For Fuel takes place over four Sundays between Thanksgiving and Christmas and benefits the Lower Cape Outreach Council. The Christmas Cavalcade hosted by Chandler Travis takes place December 11 and moves to the Ocean Edge Resort this year after many years at the Jailhouse Tavern in Orleans. The Cavalcade raises thousands of dollars for the Housing Assistance Corporation every year. With all due respect to those not on the bill, everyone who's anyone is a part of one or both events. You can be sure that there'll be plenty of warm hugs and maybe a tear or two shed as well.
Sassy and stylish, Darlene Love brings her show, "Love For The Holidays," to the Barnstable Performing Arts Center on Saturday November 26 in a co-production of the Payomet Performing Arts Center and The Cotuit Center For The Arts. Ms. Love has wowed Cape audiences several times in the past, and we can't wait to hear her perform some her legendary holiday music. Speaking of Payomet, look for an announcement in the coming weeks of a major WOMR event to take place at the tent in North Truro in June.
The fall membership drive is behind us, but the numbers still don't quite add up. As folks move into holiday and winter mode, we ask you to think about the importance of fearlessly independent media. With your support, we continue to bring you the stories and music that our volunteers think are important. We provide direct access to the airwaves for people in a way that isn't possible anywhere else. If you like your music and news to be unfiltered, please consider making a donation today.
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Shaw, Michael
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"The post-season coverage ended yesterday. This is the pre-season coverage."
Diffee, Matthew
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"This week on 'The Amazing Race to Enlightenment,' can Jim and Suzy achieve right mindfulness? And will Barb and Candy be eliminated for relentless clinging to the self?"
Sipress, David
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Gerberg, Mort
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Lorenz, Lee
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"This looks good—a ninety-six-part documentary about everything."
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Programs cartoon 10 of 40
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"People like stories," says Rupert Murdoch — a fictional Rupert Murdoch, that is — just before the lights dim on the last scene of "Ink," James Graham's play about the media magnate's early days on Fleet Street.
It's hard to argue with that idea, particularly in the context of theater, where a story well told can often be sufficient to drive an evening's entertainment. The question raised by the arrival of "Ink" at Manhattan Theatre Club's Samuel J. Friedman Theatre, after an acclaimed run in London's West End, is how many Broadway theatergoers will be engaged by the Britain-centered story, or rather the several stories, that this deeply researched, superbly acted and mostly engrossing play chooses to tell.
Murdoch is, of course, one of the most successful businessmen of the latter half of the 20th century, with a much-analyzed history. He tends to make headlines only on the business, media and opinion pages of newspapers (those that are still drawing feeble breath, anyway), despite until recently owning two entertainment properties.
Moreover, "Ink" alludes only in passing to Murdoch's American empire. The play, which takes place over the course of a year beginning in 1969, cracks open a chapter from Murdoch's early career, when the Australian mogul first set out to conquer the British newspaper ecosystem by buying the failing broadsheet the Sun. Many regular New York theatergoers have probably never heard of the Sun, let alone read it. (For that matter, do many people today even know what a broadsheet is?)
What's more, while the play garnered attention in London as a vividly staged expose of Murdoch's opening gambit on Fleet Street, the central character is not really Murdoch, played by Bertie Carvel (of "Matilda"), but Larry Lamb, the editor he hires to take charge of his new acquisition, played by Jonny Lee Miller.
Nevertheless, if the material may be arcane to the general public, the director, Rupert Goold ("Enron," "King Charles III"), and his top-notch cast certainly deliver the play with enough flash, splash and flair to burnish its allure, turning a rather dry tale of inside-baseball journalism — British journalism from decades ago, yet — into a theatrical pageant with its own tabloid-style appeal, including singing, dancing and quite a lot of piano-playing.
Miller's Larry Lamb is a scrappy, hungry young editor working in Manchester when Murdoch, played by Carvel with a serpentine mixture of courtliness and ruthlessness (although, oddly, nary a trace of an Australian accent), offers him the job of editing the Sun, which he has newly acquired from the company that owns the Daily Mirror, the country's most successful tabloid. (I've barely begun sketching the plot and we are deep in the weeds of journalism history; it's that kind of play.)
Lamb initially scoffs: The Sun, he says, is a "laughing stock," a "stuck-up broadsheet that has never once made a profit." But Murdoch, with the eyes of an outsider, sees its potential. His intention is not just to radically remake the paper — Presto! It's a tabloid! — but to reshape the world of British journalism, and thence British society, by giving it "a popular paper, for the masses, one that can 'unleash' a part of us, a part of the British character that I think, humbly speaking, I know, has never been tapped into, but is there, yearning for stuff."
Lamb, played by Miller with a galvanizing force that gives the play a propulsive center, ultimately succumbs to Murdoch's sweet-talking — and not-so-sweet-taunting, when he gibes that Lamb will never be allowed into the club of top-tier editors because he, like Murdoch, doesn't have the proper upper-class British background. And so the first act is largely taken up with Lamb's frantic efforts to put together a staff, for despite Murdoch's already considerable wealth, the paper is run on a shoestring: "Radical thought," Murdoch tells the company's deputy chairman, Sir Alick McKay (Colin McPhillamy), "I'm going to run my paper – like it's a business."
In a series of short, sharp scenes taking place against a towering pile of beaten-up old metal desks (the imposing set is by Bunny Christie), where actors energetically peck away at typewriters, we watch as Lamb puts together a ragtag band of journalism oddballs and desperados while sprinting toward the Murdoch-imposed deadline of overtaking the rival Daily Mirror within a year.
He poaches from the Daily Mirror itself his news editor, a self-proclaimed "hack" crime reporter, Brian McConnell (the excellent David Wilson Barnes, exhausted then energized), by chasing him around Fleet Street bars. He talks the tough-as-nails Joyce Hopkirk (a tough-as-nails Tara Summers) into coming aboard as the "woman's editor." He corrals the finicky Bernard Shrimsley (Robert Stanton, finicky) into becoming deputy editor. Another unlikely recruit: the long-haired, androgynous Beverley Goodway (Andrew Durand, amusingly dithery), a photographer used to snapping pictures of corpses, who will soon be training his camera on live, half-naked women, as the Sun, under Murdoch's urging and with Lamb's inspiration, goes for the gut and the loins, not the head.
Yikes! My own deadline is nearing, and I haven't even waded all the way through the first act, which also includes a probably needless diversion in which we are treated to the nuts and bolts of the production of a pre-digital newspaper. As portentously staged by Goold, this sequence comically recalls the dark underworld ruled over by the dwarf Alberich in "Das Rheingold," full of sweating souls toiling away over the presses.
The pace slackens somewhat as the play switches tracks in the second act, moving from the frantic depiction of the early days of the Sun's rising profile (thanks to free giveaways, horoscopes, sensational headlines and those barely clad women) and concentrates on a story that both hits close to home in a cruel way — Sir Alick's wife is kidnapped — and also tests just how far Lamb will go (farther than Murdoch initially wants) in exploiting it. Graham, whose sympathy for Lamb moves to the fore in the more ruminative later passages, also depicts Lamb wrestling with his increasingly loud demons over a decision to force a young woman to go entirely topless, in a final bid to close the gap between by Sun and the Daily Mirror by the deadline.
Perhaps surprisingly, given Murdoch's legend as the man most responsible for the dumbing-down of journalism across more than one medium, Graham resists much in the way of editorializing about his ethics. His portrait of Murdoch is hardly damning; he is depicted rather as a hard-headed but not entirely soulless businessman who merely sees a new way of harvesting a bumper crop of profits by exploiting people's inherent baser tastes.
A theatrical takedown of Murdoch would be redundant, of course: David Hare and Howard Brenton wrote a scathing fictionalized portrait of Murdoch more than 30 years ago in "Pravda." Still, Graham does not let Murdoch entirely off the hook for his hardly benign influence on the business. During the last scene, Murdoch gloats over the fall of his rival, the chairman of the Daily Mirror: "The first house has toppled. Soon all that'll be left to remind us it was ever there are lines of empty buildings, like tombstones. 'Here lies.' Hah!"
And then he adds: "Here lies, fuck, ain't that the truth?"
Coming from the lips of the man who would go on to create Fox News, not exactly known for its inveterate truth-telling, this may leave the journalists in the audience — for whom the show probably has the greatest interest — not just dispirited, but fighting an urge to throw things at the stage.
"Ink" opened at the Samuel J. Friedman Theatre on Wed., April 24, 2019.
Creative: Written by James Graham; Original Music by Adam Cork; Directed by Rupert Goold; Scenic Design by Bunny Christie; Costume Design by Bunny Christie; Lighting Design by Neil Austin; Sound Design by Adam Cork; Projection Design by Jon Driscoll.
Producers: Manhattan Theatre Club, The Almeida Theatre Company and Sonia Friedman Productions.
Cast: Bertie Carvel, Jonny Lee Miller, David Wilson Barnes, Ian Bedford, Bill Buell, William Connell, Andrew Durand, Eden Marryshow, Christopher McHale, Colin McPhillamy, Jessica Naimy, Erin Neufer, Kevin Pariseau, Rana Roy, Michael Siberry, Robert Stanton, Tara Summers, Daniel Yearwood.


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From Rehna Hai Tere Dil Mein to Vikram Vedha, R Madhavan is stealing our hearts with his looks
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An actor always wants to do a role that finds a place in the hearts of the audience. For R Madhavan, it happened right in his first Bollywood film. It might be unbelievable but it has been sixteen long years ever since Rehna Hai Tere Dil Mein released. But it feels just like yesterday when the film released and Madhavan became Maddy for his fans.
Over the sixteen years, the actor has done various roles but his chocolate boy look has never gone away until recently when he transformed for Vikram Vedha.
Madhavan's Vikram Vedha is one of the most awaited Kollywood films of the year. After getting appreciation for his role as a coach in Irudhi Suttru, Madhavan would be seen yet again in a different role. However, for his character in the film, the actor has got rid of the extra kilos and is looking ten years younger.
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Forty Dead Tiger Cubs Found In Thai Tiger Temple's Freezer
Thai police officers observe the carcasses of 40 tiger cubs and a binturong on Wednesday, June 1. Dario Pignatelli/Stringer/Getty Images.
By Tom Hale
Further fueling fears that a Thai temple tourist-trap is involved in wildlife trafficking, authorities have discovered at least 40 dead tiger cubs stored in a freezer at the temple.
Thai police and wildlife officials begun raiding the Wat Pha Luang Ta Bua Temple in Kanchanaburi province on Monday. During the ongoing operations to remove 137 endangered tigers from the complex, Reuters reports that the 40 tiger cub carcasses were found in a freezer in the kitchen area of the Buddhist temple. Along with the cubs, the authorities also found the body of a binturong, a protected species often referred to as a "bearcat."
"We found 40 tiger cubs today, they were aged about one or two days when they died but we don't quite know yet how long they have been dead," police colonel Bandith Meungsukhum told AFP New Agency.
The temple is now threatened with a new criminal complaint, although they deny any allegations they have ever trafficked animals on the black market or committed any animal abuse.
In a recently reshared statement on its Facebook page, the Tiger Temple Thailand said: "Cubs do occasionally die for various reasons, most often when a new mother lacks the experience to properly care for them. In the past, as per Buddhist customs, these tiger cubs were cremated.
"In 2010, the ex-vet of Tiger Temple changed this policy. Instead of cremation, the deceased cubs were preserved in jars or kept frozen. We have documented all the deaths from 2010 and have photographic evidence of them still being within the Temple."
Nevertheless, authorities believe something more sinister is afoot. Speaking of the 40 cub bodies, Adisorn Nuchdamrong, deputy director-general of the Department of National Parks, told Reuters: "They must be of some value for the temple to keep them. But for what is beyond me."
It is well documented that tigers parts – including their whiskers, organs, blood, to flesh – are used in Chinese medicine.
These raids have come at the conclusion of a 15-year cat-and-mouse battle between the temple and the authorities. Although anecdotal reports and animal rights groups have often pressured authorities to investigate the temple on grounds of animal abuse and illegal trafficking, the secular Thai government is often hesitant when dealing with religious groups.
Despite the widely-held suspicions, the temple attraction still rakes in an estimated $3 million every year. The temple has become a popular attraction for tourists who can pay a cash-only "donation" for the opportunity to take close-up photographs and selfies with the tigers or even pet and feed them with bottles. But while social media pages for the hashtag #tigertemple were previously filled with wide-eyed Western tourists posing with tigers, the feeds are now stocked with images showing the grim reality behind the selfies and social media fodder.