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Effects of an Informational Waste Management App on a User's Waste Disposal Habits
Rao et al. | Apr 28, 2021
While 75% of waste in the United States is stated to be recyclable, only about 34% truly is. This project takes a stance to combat the pillars of mismanaged waste through a modern means of convenience: the TracedWaste app. The purpose of this study was to identify how individuals' waste disposal habits improved and knowledge increased (i.e. correctly disposing of waste, understanding negative incorrect waste disposal) due to their use of an informational waste management app as measured by a survey using a 1-5 Likert Scale. The results showed that the TracedWaste app helped conserve abundant resources such as energy and wood, decrease carbon emissions, and minimize financial toll all through reducing individual impact.
Augmented Reality Chess Analyzer (ARChessAnalyzer): In-Device Inference of Physical Chess Game Positions through Board Segmentation and Piece Recognition using Convolutional Neural Networks
Mehta et al. | Jul 17, 2020
In this study the authors develop an app for faster chess game entry method to help chess learners improve their game. This culminated in the Augmented Reality Chess Analyzer (ARChessAnalyzer) which uses traditional image and vision techniques for chess board recognition and Convolutional Neural Networks (CNN) for chess piece recognition.
Assessing grass water use efficiency through smartphone imaging and ImageJ analysis
Shen et al. | Jul 27, 2022
Overwatering and underwatering grass are widespread issues with environmental and financial consequences. This study developed an accessible method to assess grass water use efficiency (WUE) combining smartphone imaging with open access color unmixing analysis. The method can be applied in automated irrigation systems or apps, providing grass WUE assessment for regular consumer use.
Culturally Adapted Assessment Tool for Autism Spectrum Disorder and its Clinical Significance
Das et al. | Apr 19, 2021
Diagnosing of Autism Spectrum Disorder (ASD) using tools developed in the West is challenging in the Indian setting due to a huge diversity in sociocultural and economic backgrounds. Here, the authors developed a home-based, audiovisual game app (Autest) suitable for ASD risk assessment in Indian children under 10 years of age. Ratings suggested that the tool is effective and can reduce social inhibition and facilitate assessment. Further usage and development of Autest can improve risk assessment and early intervention measures for children with ASD in India.
Herbal Extracts Alter Amyloid Beta Levels in SH-SY5Y Neuroblastoma Cells
Xu et al. | Feb 25, 2020
Alzheimer's disease (AD) is a type of dementia that affects more than 5.5 million Americans, and there are no approved treatments that can delay the advancement of the disease. In this work, Xu and Mitchell test the effects of various herbal extracts (bugleweed, hops, sassafras, and white camphor) on Aβ1-40 peptide levels in human neuroblastoma cells. Their results suggest that bugleweed may have the potential to reduce Aβ1-40 levels through its anti-inflammatory properties.
Design and implementation of a cryptographically secure electronic voting infrastructure
Park et al. | Jul 12, 2022
In this study, the authors present proposed cryptographic controls for election sites with the hypothesis that this will mitigate risk and remediate vulnerabilities.
The Effect of the Stomatal Index on the Net Rate of Photosynthesis in the Leaves of Spinacia oleracea, Vinca minor, Rhododendron spp, Epipremnum aureum, and Hedera spp
Segev et al. | Nov 15, 2015
The density of stomata, or stomatal index, in plant leaves is correlated with the plant's rate of photosynthesis, and affected by the plant's climate. In this paper, authors measure the stomatal index of five plant species to derive their rates of photosynthesis. These results could help track changes in plants' photosynthetic rates with changing climate.
Transfer Learning for Small and Different Datasets: Fine-Tuning A Pre-Trained Model Affects Performance
Gupta et al. | Oct 18, 2020
In this study, the authors seek to improve a machine learning algorithm used for image classification: identifying male and female images. In addition to fine-tuning the classification model, they investigate how accuracy is affected by their changes (an important task when developing and updating algorithms). To determine accuracy, a set of images is used to train the model and then a separate set of images is used for validation. They found that the validation accuracy was close to the training accuracy. This study contributes to the expanding areas of machine learning and its applications to image identification.
The Impact of Effective Density and Compressive Strength on the Structure of Crumpled Paper Balls
Chu et al. | Nov 19, 2020
Crumpling is the process whereby a sheet of paper undergoes deformation to yield a three-dimensional structure comprising a random network of ridges and facets with variable density. The authors hypothesized that the more times a paper sheet is crumpled, the greater its compressive strength. Their results show a relatively strong linear relationship between the number of times a paper sheet is crumpled and its compressive strength.
Statistically Analyzing the Effect of Various Factors on the Absorbency of Paper Towels
Tao et al. | Dec 04, 2020
In this study, the authors investigate just how effectively paper towels can absorb different types of liquid and whether changing the properties of the towel (such as folding it) affects absorbance. Using variables of either different liquid types or the folded state of the paper towels, they used thorough approaches to make some important and very useful conclusions about optimal ways to use paper towels. This has important implications as we as a society continue to use more and more paper towels.


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Guideposts|December /January 2021
A World War II veteran gravely ill with Covid-19, an Army social worker on his first deployment and the relationship they forged
BY CAPT. ERIC L. DUNGAN Muncie, Indiana
REMEMBER THE TELEVISION show Quantum Leap? I was fasci-nated by it as a teenager. In every episode, the main character, a physicist, leaped back in time and into someone else's body and fixed something that had gone wrong in their lives. The idea of being able to make things right from the past stuck with me well into adulthood. Until fairly recently, in fact.
May 1, 2020. I'd seen my share of death and suffering in the two weeks I'd been deployed as an Army social worker at New York City's Jacobi Medical Center. The Covid-19 crisis was unrelenting. My job was to sit with patients, a dozen or so visits a day, and listen. Offer comfort and hope. But was it too late for George Crouch, the frail elderly man in the bed in front of me?
Nurses told me he'd refused medical care and food since he'd lost his wife, Gail, to Covid-19 the day before. I sat next to his bed, outfitted in my PPE. His eyes were barely open, a solitary tear on his cheek. He was 96, a World War II veteran. One of the Greatest Generation.
"Sir, I'm Capt. Eric Dungan," I said. "U.S. Army." His eyes opened a crack. "I'm in the Reserves, not the Big Army like you." An almost imperceptible smile creased his lips. Something, at least.
I'd spent years as a social worker, but this deployment was my first time in uniform. I'd joined the Reserves only six months earlier. My respect for veterans was a big part of why I'd signed up. My father, Jack, was a veteran of the Korean War era. I only wished he could have lived to see me in uniform, but he'd died in 2013.
I fixed my eyes on George's. "You know what it's like to battle," I said. "You've got to stay strong."
I talked for a few more minutes. No response. Finally, I stood, my six-foot, five-inch frame towering over him. I was almost to the door when I heard it.
"Rock steady." The voice weak, the words unmistakable.
I turned. George looked as if he were asleep. His words echoed in my mind. Something my old man would have said. The same quiet strength.
I went back to see George that afternoon. The room was a hive of activity. "We're taking him to an area where he can get more care," a nurse said.
"Rock steady," I said.
George slowly made a fist and gave a thumbs-up as they wheeled him out.
I WAS OFF THAT WEEKEND. ALL I did was worry about George. I cared about each of my patients, prayed for them each morning. Something about this guy tugged at me, though. It wasn't just the way he reminded me of my dad. It felt almost as if I were being given a chance to atone for the mistakes of my youth, to make things right.
From the time I could walk, I was in awe of my dad. He was the salt of the earth. He'd served in an infantry unit in the Army. He'd worked on the assembly line at GM and done construction on the side. But he always made time for my older sister and brother and me. From helping people who were down on their luck to teaching me how to hit a jump shot, he was all-in.
Like when I was 15 and broke my leg playing basketball. I had a rod put in and was laid up for weeks. Dad sat with me every evening, boosting my spirits.
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EVERY WEDNESDAY WHEN I WAS 16, I'd change into a nice button-down and my best jeans after school. Then I'd ride my bike on the path between our house and my grandmother's outside Meadville, Pennsylvania. Exactly at four, Grandma Honeybunch— we always called her that, though I don't know why except that it fit her sweetness—would pull her dark green Dodge Stratus sedan into the dirt driveway.
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Faith in Food
The acclaimed food writer gives tips to make this difficult holiday season joyous
SOMEONE CARES PASS IT ON
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Sewing Hope
It wasn't in my power to mend a broken heart, but I sent needle and thread, with chocolates for good measure
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Problem phenomenon description can be found on Internet "Partition alignment". TDK CF card need to be formatted with FAT16 (32KB) and partition aligned to 1MB barrier (2048 sector). After it NE40E v3r6 can normally recognize this CFcard and it's content.
There is a difference of FAT16 and Physical Drive Geometry for TDK_factory made and TDK_re-partitioned(with USB-cardreader on Windows7).
New CF cards need to be re-partitioned (Primary,FAT16, Align to cylinder) before use on NE40E router.


Betty Risteen Hasselkus; The World of Everyday Occupation: Real People, Real Lives. Am J Occup Ther 2006;60(6):627-640. doi: 10.5014/ajot.60.6.627.
Everyday occupation is a primary means by which we organize the worlds in which we live. The phenomenological experiences of day-to-day life build meaning and community in our lives; yet everyday occupation is often "seen but unnoticed." Cultural tendencies and invisible social forces contribute to the obscurity of the everyday and, in severe situations, to occupational deprivation. The purpose of this Slagle lecture is to raise awareness of the complexity and "delicate layerings" of everyday occupation, its theoretical and conceptual underpinnings, the consequences of severe occupational constraints to health and well-being, and the essential relevance of everyday occupation to occupational therapy and occupational science. Everyday occupation related to food is probed in depth to illustrate the richness of day-to-day living. Occupational therapy personnel are encouraged to gain deeper understandings of the importance and meaning of everyday occupation in the lives of clients and the general public, thereby helping people find value in their everyday practices.


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Endangered Animal Act Brandon Rolling Hills Elementary 2006.
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1 Endangered Animal Act Brandon Rolling Hills Elementary 2006
2 The Endangered Species act was written in 1973 to protect plants and animals that are close to being extinct. Endangered Species are put in two categories, "endangered" and "threatened". The law states that a person cannot remove a baby of an endangered species. There are big fines for injury or killing any endangered species.
3 By May 31, 2000, there were 1051 species protected by the Endangered Species Act and 128 animal species were threatened.
4 The Peregrine Falcon declined 80% because of the pesticide called DDT. The Peregrine Falcon went on the endangered list in 1974.
5 The Peregrine Falcon used to be on the endangered list but the government removed it from the list in 1999. It is still a protected species however in some states.
6 Bibliography Falcon Watch 2006; Lynne Harvey; 2006; http://powayusd.sdcoe.k12.ca.us/teachers/lharvey/falcon2006 http://powayusd.sdcoe.k12.ca.us/teachers/lharvey/falcon2006 The Endangered Species Program; U.S. fish and Wildlife Service; http://www.fws.gov/endangered/ http://www.fws.gov/endangered/ Endangered Species Act; U.S. Environmental Protection Agency; 2006; http://epa.gov/region5/defs/html/esa.htm http://epa.gov/region5/defs/html/esa.htm
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Convention on International Trade in Endangered Species of Wild Fauna and Flora Draft Year: 1973 Amendment Years: None Category: International.
Convention on International Trade in Endangered Species (CITES)
The Endangered Species Act (ESA)
Endangered Means There's Still Time Endangered species are like fire alarms. They tell us about problems in our home we call Earth. If we listen to their.
Endangered Species Act National By Sean Haratyk.
Should DDT remain illegal By Millie Hiner. What is DDT and what was it used for DDT is pesticide that was used all over the world in the 1900s to put.
Endangered Species Act By: Tara Manoogian.  Draft year: Signed by Richard Nixon December 28, 1973  National  Amendment years: 1973, 1982, 1985, 1988.
Endangered Species: Seahorses By: Abby King and Charlton Kam.
Environmental Health Unit: Lesson 1 - Introduction Objective: TSWBAT identify issues of how the environment affects our personal health on a daily basis.
Threatened and Endangered Wildlife Species AGR 381 Unit H-1 William Hanel.
Falcon Conservation
Peregrine Falcon: Species at Risk By: Brandon P. and Alex L.
Chapter 10: Biodiversity Section 10.2: Public Policy.
The Endangered Species Act 1973, 1982, 1985, 1988 (ESA) Larsen Schlachter Per. 3.
MI: How can we decrease these negative effects?
UNDERSTANDING THE ENDANGERED SPECIES ACT. What is the ESA? Federal Law : 1973 (USA), 1976 (Canada) protecting wildlife & plants Conserve & recover species.
The WildCare Trust About endangered species
Fourth Grade GPS S4L2b.  Endangered - Any species that is in danger of becoming extinct and needs protection in order to survive.  Threatened - Any.
DDT Zachary Rolling Hills Elementary Dichloro-diphenyl-thrichlorethane [DDT], was, is, and always will be a dangerous insecticide that has killed.
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With the start of a new story arc, Act-Age has entered some unexpected territory, shifting focus away from the professional acting world and more towards Yonagi's life outside of it. For most of the series' talented actors, acting is not only their career, but what also gives them purpose. In the case of Yonagi, acting has served as a coping mechanism for her to emotionally bare the hardships and responsibilities forced upon her at such a young age. That being said, it's obvious that what Yonagi is doing is far from healthy, and she's in fact losing her sense of reality by immersing herself too deep into her roles. Since her performance in the Night of the Galactic Railraod, it's clear that her sense of self has only gotten worse, and is a risk towards her mental state. Kuroyama's decision to force Yonagi to take a hiatus from her acting career serves to counter these symptoms. Presently, acting is Yonagi's sole focus and with the exception of her relationship with her siblings, she has no identity outside of it. In order for her to not lose herself in acting, she needs to find a grounding in reality that is outside the confines of her career.
It would be safe to say that taking a manga that's about professional acting outside the realm of the profession itself is a risky move for the series, but Matsuki's handling of the story in these five chapters helps differentiate the story arc while also cohesively connecting it to what came before. The introduction of Yoshioka and the school festival film helps tie the arc to the series' acting focus, facilitating a place for Yonagi to still use her acting skills in the new setting. Yonagi and Yoshioka build a friendship based on their shared interest in films as well as Yoshioka's fascination in Yonagi. With Yoshioka being Yonagi's first friend outside of acting, it's clear she wants their friendship to be based off these common passions rather than their difference in social status. Yonagi's eventual decision to not use professional equipment or the help of Akira in producing the film shows her resolve to stay true to this belief, and create a film with Yoshioka that is a genuine collaboration of their friendship. Just as Yonagi is valuing their friendship through the film, Yoshioka is also placing value in it through his concern for Yonagi's well-being. After being informed by Akira of the dangers of Yonagi's method acting, he has been cautious of having her act out anything that could contain detrimental emotions to her well-being. Both Yonagi and Yoshioka are looking out for each other's best interests, and as such, their film is the net result of their friendship.
Even so, the film is far from the sole focus of the story so far, being paired alongside Yonagi's struggle to fit into the traditional high school environment. Before acting, Yonagi had cut herself off from building relationships with those around her, so that she could focus on the survival of herself and her siblings. As such, Yonagi's attempts to build traditional friendships have proven to be difficult for her. The introduction of Asahi and her resentment towards Yonagi serves as a great example of this. Asahi grew to hate Yonagi for ignoring her in the past, interpreting it as a sign of Yonagi looking down on her. Trying to gain Asahi's friendship forces Yonagi to reflect on who she was in the past as well as in the present, and how she want herself to be defined in the future. The video Yonagi and Yoshioka send to Asahi perfectly encapsulates Yonagi's self-awareness of her past behavior, and her desire to rectify it moving forward.
Due to being out of the theatrical setting, there haven't been a ton of moments for Usazaki to show off her talent for transforming scenes into a cinematic experience, but whenever there is an instance of acting within these chapters, it shines in full force. In chapter 57, the two-page spread of Yonagi acting out a breakdown in the face of a "looming threat" to scare off students in a hallway masterfully creates an unexpected sense of tension in the chapter. Chapter 59's video directed at Asahi is also wonderfully depicted, showcasing the drastic difference in Yonagi's past expressions to how she currently wishes for herself to be seen. Even outside of the series' traditional environment, Usazaki has found a way to make her artwork as beautiful and immersive as ever.
Matsuki has taken Act-Age's story in a direction that few could have predicted, but so far things are looking great. Even with Asahi finally on Yonagi and Yoshioka's side by the end of chapter 59, it's clear that their obstacles in successfully completing the film for the school festival are far from over. With all the said, it's going to be a real treat seeing where things go in the coming weeks.
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"Magnolias" brings us the blossoming beauty of this fragrant flower as it rests in the home.
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Home > Services > Consular Services > Students (Equivalence of educational credentials, Universities enrollment, etc.)
Request for equivalence with italian credentials
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LEGALIZATION BY MEANS OF "APOSTILLE"
Italy and the United States of America, among other countries, signed the HAGUE CONVENTION of October 5, 1961. This Convention (or agreement) establishes a new and simpler procedure for the legalization of a public document to be used in a Country other than the one in which It was issued. When a public document is to be produced in a foreign State (Country) party to the above mentioned Convention, the only formality that is required In order to certify the authenticity of the signature and the genuineness of the seat or stamp which it bears, is the attachment of a special certificate called an "Apostille".
The Apostille is attached by the Office of the "Secretary of State" of the State in which the document was issued add/or notarized. The fee for this procedure may vary from one State to another. Therefore, you must inquire directly with the appropriate Secretary of State's Office.
When requesting the Apostlile, you must specify the Country in which the document is going to be used. You may obtain the "Apostille" in person or you may forward the original documents to be "legalized' to the Secretary of State, along with your written request for the "Apostilie", including the correct fee and a self addressed stamped return envelope. It is suggested that you check with the Secretary of State regarding the form of payment. In most cases a money order or personal check made out to the "Secretary of State of..." is acceptable.
THE APOSTILLE APPLIES TO PUBLIC DOCUMENTS SUCH AS:
• Certified copies of birth, marriage and death, certificates Issued by a local County Cleric Office;
• Certified documents Issued by an authority or an official of the courts or tribunals of the State; Official administrative documents;
• Notary acts, affidavits/declarations signed by persons in an official capacity;
• Authentication of a signature by a legally commissioned Notary Public.
PLEASE NOTE: Vital statistics certificates (birth, marriage, death, etc.) that occurred in the United States of America
• in relation to Italian citizens must be registered at the City Halls In Italy. The registration will be processed by the Consular Offices. In order to do so the certificates must be submitted to the Consular Office that has jurisdiction over the State In which the events occurred, In certified copies Issued by the competent County aerk Office and legalized with the "Apostllle". Simple photocopies or certified copies Issued by the local registrar are not valid for registration in Italy.
WHERE TO GET THE APOSTILLE:
Secretary of State 17 N. State Street,
Room 1137 Chicago, IL 60602
Tel. (312) 814.2067 - (312) 793.2556 In person daily
ILLINOIS Index Dept.
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If Coco Chanel doesn't epitomise Parisian chic, we don't know who does. Back in the early 1900s, the French fashion designer embarked on a life of design by opening a hat store in central Paris, which would be just the start of an exciting and incredible brand legacy.
In 1913, Chanel opened up a boutique in Deauville, Normandy, where she first began creating and selling a clothing range, comprising sailor blouses, hats and smart jackets – an uncomplicated but elegant look that would later become her signature.
From her humble beginnings, Chanel hit the big time years later when a department store showed interest in stocking her brand's signature perfume, Chanel No.5. By the early 1930s, the designer owned a chain of stores and had established the Chanel fashion house as a sought-after fashion couturier.
In the above video, we're treated to rare footage of Coco at work, sketching and fitting clothes for her clients and models alike. Each look as glamorous, chic and ladylike as the next, the historical clip truly exhibits the French design talented ability to define the quintessentially Parisian woman with her creations.
From famous twinsets to the more extravagant evening gowns, it's clear to see that this fashion powerhouse's vision had no limits. With Karl Lagerfeld continuing this legacy, her designs live on, with that certain Chanel je ne sais quoi still speaking to women worldwide to this day.


The Forest Course is a golf course in Mario Golf: World Tour. It is the first Castle Club golf course and its tournament must be won in order for the player to compete in the Seaside Course's Tournament. It is located in a forest, with many multi-colored hills in the background. Most of the holes have little to no hazards. The main hazards are bunkers, trees, and in some holes, water. Its background is based on Marion from the previous handheld installments. Collecting all the Star Coins for this course's challenges awards the player with a Daisy costume.
A hole with a few bunkers to the side.
A hole that turns slightly right with two bunkers surrounding part of the green.
A shorter hole with two bunkers on the right side of the green.
A longer hole with two trees on the fairway.
A hole with hilly terrain and two large bunkers.
A long hole with an ascending elevation to the green.
A hole with two water hazards and two fairways.
A hole with two small parts of rough extending to the fairway.
A short hole on two small islands in a river.
A hole with four bunkers, that curves to the right.
A hole that turns to the left with bunkers towards the back part of the green.
A long hole that turns right, with few hazards.
A hole with a small bunker to the left.
A short hole with several bunkers surrounding the green.
A hole that splits into two branches.
A longer hole with an S-bend layout and two small bunkers.
A short hole with large bunkers near the green.
A hole with a river and several bunkers.
Location: The star Coin is located between 2 trees.
Procedure: Collect the Fire Flower item and use it to let the golf ball go through the 2 trees, so the ball can continue moving toward the green.
Location: The star Coin is located above one of the Bunkers.
Procedure: Once collecting the Tornado Item from the first stroke, it can be used to collect the Star Coin without having the ball landing in the bunker.
Procedure: If 2 of the rings are inside the Green, and 1 ring is outside the Green, the ball must collect the ring outside the Green first. If the ball stays outside the Green, an Approach shot can be done to collect the last 2 rings.
Procedure: The Ball must be shot in a straight direction about 2 times. Characters with a Draw or Fade ball direction is a little tricky to do, but moving the cursor while the character is about to swing at the ball, reforming the direction into a straight shot. They shouldn't be too hard to attempts as both of the rings are located half underground, half visible.
Procedure: The first stroke can go through the first ring, and the second stroke can go through the second ring if the ball goes far enough.
Hole(s)': 1-9 (First half of Forest Course).
Quota Reach: Complete nine holes with an overall score of -3 or better.
Challenge Daisy to a round of match play.
Procedure: Play 3 given holes using the Club Slots. To clear the challenge, the player must score 6 points.
This course appears in the game's cartridge art.
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Ani Aprahamian, the Frank M. Freimann Professor of Physics, has been elected chair of the American Physical Society's Division of Nuclear Physics. APS is the second-largest organization in the field, chartered "to advance and diffuse the knowledge of physics." It publishes a number of journals, conducts extensive education and outreach programs, and is active in public and governmental affairs. The Division of Nuclear Physics is composed of scientists and educators who study fundamental problems related to the nature of matter – the properties of nuclei and of their ultimate constituents, quarks and gluons.
A new graduate program designed to fill the need for registered patent agents will admit its first class this fall after gaining approval in late January. The one-year program, a Master of Science in Patent Law, will train students with a science or engineering background with the additional skills necessary to pass the Patent Bar exam.
The 6th College of Science Joint Annual Meeting (COS-JAM) will take place in Jordan Hall on Friday, May 4, 2012, as part of the 5th Undergraduate Scholars Conference. The intent of COS-JAM is to highlight the research achievements of undergraduate students conducting scientific research at the University of Notre Dame.
By now, most people are aware of the environmental effects of air or water pollution. University of Notre Dame philosopher and scientist Kristin Shrader-Frechette has devoted herself to bringing to light a less known concern: the inequitable distribution of pollution's human toll.
"Polluters 'target' poor and minority communities to locate noxious facilities because they know that residents often are unable to defend themselves," she says.
A massive explosion on the sun has made its way to Earth. In the past, solar flares have knocked out complete power grids and can affect our technology. So what can we expect from this one?
It's a phenomenon that's been happening on the sun for eons — massive explosions send magnetic fields and atomic particles hurling into space. On occasion, they can hit Earth.
"So what's happened, there was a solar flare that ejected a large amount of material off the surface of the sun a couple of days ago, actually, and it's only now just arriving at the Earth," said Chris Howk, a physics professor at Notre Dame.
A multi-university research group which includes several University of Notre Dame faculty and graduate students, has recently published a paper detailing new work on the analysis and dating of human bruises. The research, which is funded by the Gerber Foundation, will have particular application to pediatric medicine, as bruise age is often key evidence in child abuse cases.
Using a combination of modeling and spectroscopy measurements, the researchers have advanced our understanding of the changing composition of aging bruises and developed new tools for detailed biomedical studies of human skin tissue.
Four College of Science Notre Dame faculty members have been named fellows of the American Association for the Advancement of Science (AAAS) in honor of their scientifically or socially distinguished efforts to advance science or its applications.
The new Notre Dame AAAS fellows are: Mark Alber, Vincent J. Duncan Family Professor of Applied Mathematics, concurrent professor of physics and computer science and engineering, director, Interdisciplinary Center for the Study of Biocomplexity and adjunct professor of medicine, Indiana University School of Medicine; Margaret Dobrowolska, Rev. John Cardinal O'Hara, C.S.C., Professor of Physics; Jacek Furdyna, professor of physics, Aurora and Thomas Marquez Professor of Information Theory and Computer Technology and professor of physics; and Gary Lamberti, professor and chair of the Department of Biological Sciences.
Andrew Bullock, Ph.D., MBA, managing director of the Mike and Josie Harper Cancer Research Institute at the University of Notre Dame, has been appointed as a liaison for the Indiana CTSI at Notre Dame.
The Indiana Clinical and Translational Science Institute has announced the recipients of its biannual program to provide small grants to investigators whose project will benefit from to access cutting-edge scientific expertise and technology. Two of the faculty are from the College of Science. Giles Duffield, assistant professor of biological sciences, and Marya Lieberman, associate professor of chemistry and biochemistry, have received awards.
Erik Helgesen, a senior environmental science major and peace studies minor, is organizing the University of Notre Dame's annual Student Peace Conference with Nhu Phan. Phan, a management consulting and Japanese major and peace studies minor. The conference will take place on March 30-31, 2012, at the Hesburgh Center for International Studies.
A team of researchers led by Kasturi Haldar and Souvik Bhattacharjee of the University of Notre Dame's Center for Rare and Neglected Diseases has made a fundamental discovery in understanding how malaria parasites cause deadly disease.
The researchers show how parasites target proteins to the surface of the red blood cell that enables sticking to and blocking blood vessels. Strategies that prevent this host-targeting process will block disease.
University of Notre Dame nuclear physicists Philippe Collon and Michael Wiescher are using accelerated ion beams to pinpoint the age and origin of material used in pottery, painting, metalwork and other art. The results of their tests can serve as powerful forensic tools to reveal counterfeit art work, without the destruction of any sample as required in some chemical analysis.
Stuart E. Jones, assistant professor in the Department of Biological Sciences, has received the Raymond L. Lindeman Award from the leading professional organization Advancing the Science of Limnology and Oceanography (ASLO). The award, started in 1987, honors an outstanding paper written by a young aquatic scientist. Jones's paper, "Dormancy contributes to the maintenance of microbial diversity," was published in the Proceedings of the National Academy of Science in 2010.
Sharon Drake Petro, former head coach of Notre Dame women's basketball and women's tennis, will be the featured speaker at the Pink Zone luncheon on Feb. 12 (Sunday) at 12:30 p.m. at the Purcell Pavilion at Notre Dame.
The luncheon will precede the annual Notre Dame women's basketball Pink Zone game at 3:30 p.m. that day and is organized by the College of Science to recognize researchers and physicians in the fight against cancer.
César Hidalgo, who earned a Ph.D. in Physics at Notre Dame in 2008, has started an online video series of scientists, "Cambridge Nights: Conversations About a Life in Science." The series is produced at the M.I.T. Media Lab that he joined last year. Hidalgo is the ABC Career Development Professor at The Media Lab and a faculty associate at the Center for International Development at Harvard University.
Research was published this week showing that silk produced by transgenically-engineered silkworms in the laboratory of Malcolm Fraser Jr., professor of biological sciences at University of Notre Dame, exhibits the highly sought-after strength and elasticity of spider silk. This stronger silk could possibly be used to make sutures, artificial limbs and parachutes.
The findings were published in the Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences and highlighted for their breakthrough in the long search for silk with such mechanical properties.
The University of Notre Dame's Research Experiences for Undergraduates (REU) Program, which celebrated 25 years in 2011, provides opportunities for undergraduate students to experience hands-on participation in research in many areas of physics. Rising juniors or seniors, can come to Notre Dame and work with a professor for ten weeks and will help this professor with his or her work, or work on an independent experiment. The REU program give students valuable research experience, to help you decide if physics research is the right career path for them.


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Q: select from A if id = 1 and select from B if id = 2 from? i have a table(for example C) that contanin common field from A,B like this:
C fields:
id, title , description,
and each (A,B)tables have private fields like this:
A fields:
picture,year,
B fields:
writer,college
i want select all data on the A,B tables that records only contain own fields like this:
first record: id, title , description,picture,year
 and
second record: id, title , description,writer,college

A: Hey man I think you should read more about the sql join which you can read more here
I think you need something like this :
        SELECT
       c.id,
       c.title,
       c.description,
       a.picture,
       a.year
    from
       c
    INNER JOIN
       a
          on c.id=a.id ;
SELECT
   c.id,
   c.title,
   c.description,
   b.writer,
   b.college
from
   c
INNER JOIN
   b
      on c.id=b.id

You will get :
id, title , description,  picture, year
id, title , description,writer,college
to join all 3 tables together you could do like:
select fields_list
from
     a
        inner join
     b
        on a.common_field = b.common_field
        inner join
     c
        on b.common_field = c.common_field

Good luck. Hope this will give you a little clue of what you want.

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Eagleton didn't shout, rant, curse or insult his players as some orchestra conductors did. That wasn't his style, Tonia thought. By merely raising a black eyebrow at mistakes, you somehow knew you were a musical idiot. And with only the slightest chance of eventual improvement – with his help of course.
Sometimes she hated him. But in calmer moments she recognized her envy and knew how fiercely she wanted to possess his degree of musical knowledge. Standley Kenneth Eagleton's expertise put him into a separate category. Genius, or as close as she was likely to encounter. Eagleton (she always thought of him by his last name) breathed the remote air of excellence. When she was honest with herself, she admitted that his arrogance was indeed unconscious. And that this unconscious arrogance was fed, in fact, from his welling reservoir of brilliance, knowledge, and expertise. It quite simply didn't occur to him that others hadn't yet reached his level. Didn't possess his dedication. He treated them as musical equals, and was upset when they proved not to be. Standley K. Eagleton made it abundantly clear he'd be satisfied with nothing less than perfection.
Eagleton didn't shout, rant, curse or insult his players as some orchestra conductors did. That wasn't his style, Tonia thought. By merely raising a black eyebrow at mistakes, you somehow you knew you were a musical idiot. And with only the slightest chance of eventual improvement – with his help of course.
Tonia took, as a main task, understanding orchestra conductor Eagleton. Realizing he was the biggest key to her learning her job as assistant concertmaster in the St. Margaret's Symphony, she struggled to figure him out. Besides she always strived to do her best in any job she tackled. Slowly, over the days, she'd hoarded knowledge of the complicated man like forbidden gold she'd secreted away, and his complicated expectations. Just yesterday she'd been surprised with additional knowledge that was like a page torn from a textbook.
Eagleton was in working clothes: straight, plain green trousers and a green turtleneck sweater. The clothes followed his lean shape adding to his height. Giving a pared-down gracefulness like a master athlete: a skater, a skier, a dancer. The man was in superb physical condition, she thought, knowing that according to insistent musical gossip he must be twelve or fifteen years older than she was, probably thirty-five, young for a conductor.
A rare perfect passage caught her in its beautiful spell. Their community symphony orchestra, playing over its head, was suddenly sweeping the stage in a sweet river of sound. Tonia knew the score of Debussy's La Mer, had slaved over every silvery magical note.
Eagleton, turned ninety degrees from her, directed the oboes and French horns. The craggy hollows around his deep-set eyes, under his cheekbones, and above his forwardly jutting chin showed clear and clean. To Tonia there was about him at this moment a shining quality as though he had subjugated himself so totally to the music, merged himself so utterly with his work that it was impossible for her to separate them. Now in an almost mystical way, this was his music while at the same time he was the music.
Eagleton turned towards the violins, his arm curved imploringly, drawing from them the sounds that would allow this moment to go on forever. As he turned away again she had a sudden sharp clear image of his face, the dark brooding eyes, the craggy angles and jet-black eyebrows. Like an after-image it stayed in her mind even when she wrenched her gaze back to the musical notes she knew by heart.
Harsh, discordant sounds came from the cellos three seconds later. The orchestra was abruptly halted, the black eyebrows springing into full use in the instructions that followed.
"Perhaps," Tonia whispered as Karen leaned back and Eagleton turned their way. Tonia's heart thudded but his face seemed to soften. After a couple of quietly instructive words the orchestra played again. The passage was soft, only a whisper of sound. Again the cellos came in like screaming birds. Harsh wounded sea gulls who destroyed the soothing sounds of the sea.
Eagleton paced in long strides while the oboes retuned. La Mer, The Sea, was the French composer Debussy's masterpiece. Tonia loved its poetic impressionistic interpretation of the varying moods of the sea. Eagleton moved in an unyielding pattern, three steps one way, wheel about, three steps the other way, wheel about. To Tonia he'd been walking forever, like a caged animal.
This time Tonia didn't reply as they picked up the music again – from just before it went wrong.
She only remembered Karen the night before their last concert when like a muted whirlwind, excitement grew at one corner of the orchestra, blowing fiercely as the wildfire news spread.
"Oh, no," Tonia had moaned, "how dreadful." What an awful time to choose to do such a thing, ran through her mind. The concert was the very next day. How could she?
"How awful for Eagleton." Tonia had felt sick at her stomach. Everyone knowing his private business. This was life at a closeness she didn't want. To be so unhappy one played at suicide. A most dangerous game. Play could easily become reality. Make tragedies for everyone.
A loud silence followed the bell-like tones. The quiet in the old-fashioned kitchen stretched on and on.
Tonia finished ladling their oatmeal and placed a dish before Star. "Poor is relative, my sweet. What some people call poor, other people call rich. And it's possible to be rich in some things and poor in others. You and me, for instance, some could call us poor," her voice faltered over the last words. She resolutely raised her chin. She might be only twenty-three with never an idea of being forced to earn a living for a niece and herself. But she was a Tyson. Tyson's did their duty. Her mother's strong sweet voice still rang in her ears.
Tonia laughed and ruffled Star's lovely hair. "We'll have raisins tomorrow. Star's blond hair, three shades lighter than her own, was shot through with deeper reddish streaks. Red was a legacy from a fiery redheaded grandmother who had died long before either of their births when her father was only a baby.
Star's blue eyes were large, expressive and framed by incredibly dark thick lashes that gave her face poignancy, a deceptive look somehow of needing to be taken care of. Or maybe it was a look of innocence, of trust, of vulnerability. Whatever it was, Tonia thought, it brought people rushing to help Star, to please her. Even herself. It was hard not to spoil Star. But, thank goodness, a strain of pure stubborn independence, which she could encourage, lurked just behind those wide, baby blue eyes. Star was a happy, bright child. Good-natured, smiling, the sort who never met a stranger. She bubbled over with curiosity; every new thing was an unfolding, fascinating joy to her.
Some questions were hard to handle. Tonia remembered a visit and a walk with her niece when she was three. Star asked her why a cawing crow didn't get electrocuted sitting on a thin electric wire. She'd earlier been lecturing Star about the dangers of electricity and why little girls shouldn't unplug toasters. Tonia had had some squirmy minutes dredging up technicalities of hot wires, ground wires and that you had to be grounded for electricity to be dangerous. She'd struggled to put everything in child's language. Finally they'd agreed: birds were different; they could touch electricity that was dangerous for little girls who mustn't ever handle it until they were older.
"What else?" Tonia felt a trifle awkward about questioning her niece. But on the other hand this affected them both. She must keep on top of happenings in Star's young life.
Leaning back in her kitchen chair, gazing out across evergreen branches furry with white towards the snow-covered lawn, she surrendered herself to the perplexing problem before her.
Tonia had lost her entire family, except for Star, killed when they were driving to see her perform. Insanely wiped out by an intoxicated driver who'd hurled his pickup truck into a head-on collision, killing outright her only sister, Star's mother, and her brilliant young brother-in-law.
Tonia's mother and father, also fatally injured in the accident, lingered unconscious for three long days and nights never once waking while she kept a solitary vigil. She became numb and cold in those desperate days. A deep vital part of her seemed to die.
Star was not with the family because of a mild case of chicken pox. But it took time for Tonia to accept that of her loving supportive family only her niece was left.
Tonia's emotions were not on the surface. During some frantic, lonely, midnight hour of those unendurable three days, emotion was placed aside. She didn't blame herself. She was too intelligent and well adjusted for that. But the senseless tragedy had to be integrated into her normally happy life. From her deep void had come the resolution that her own childhood happiness, her debt to her family, could only be repaid in kind. Her sister's only child would become her child. Star's happiness and well being were her first concern and priority. So Tonia made her adjustment to life, wrapping about her in the process a cocoon, an air of coolness, a remoteness that seemed entirely impenetrable. She was like a shy person who appears haughtily distant from trying to keep secret their shyness.
She didn't speak of the past and friends and new acquaintances didn't often ask. In odd moments there was an air of serious reserve, but now her dreams seldom become nightmares. Time might not heal the impossible. Yet with the passage of time the unbearable did become a part of the past, its cutting edges stilled.
Now alone in their small town in southern Ontario, Canada, she and Star lived in a cottage perched on the edge of a ravine. The town was a bare twelve miles across the United States frontier from Niagara Falls, New York. On a clear day Toronto, seventy miles away by highway, was visible from the Queen Elizabeth Way, commonly known as the QEW. This expressway split St. Margaret's before curving around the southwestern edge of Lake Ontario. And onto the big city of Toronto.
Their house, an entirely unexpected legacy from Tonia's mysterious grandfather, was south of the expressway, across a ravine from Cranmer College. This small group of houses, mostly built in the thirties, formed an isolated pocket on the western edge of town. It was enclosed by an old vineyard still producing purple Concord grapes, mostly used for wine. Their house at the far end of the ravine was much older than the others, for it was an original farm building, in a poor state of repair, when it became her only inheritance. Tonia winced as she picked up her cooling tea: her family was big on art, careless of finance matters. Everyone was living happy productive lives. There was always tomorrow. Then suddenly tomorrow was unbelievably different. The old safe world was forever gone. This was a new world. And she'd better get used to it.
This cottage was all she had in the world. Except for Star, and two violins she valued almost as highly as her niece. Expenses had swallowed their small inheritance from Tonia's mother and father. And from Star's mother and father, except for an insurance policy that Tonia vowed to use only for Star's college expenses.
The kitchen, where she now drank a new cup of hot tea, was pale orange pine boards seven or eight inches wide with brown knotholes. She'd discovered these antique boards only after stripping away five layers of faded wallpaper. The windows, now bright with orange, yellow and green curtains, were filled with plants and framed by the deep rich green fir trees blowing outside in the icy wind.
It was a pleasant winter scene, coldly beautiful. One she usually found enjoyable. Today, her fragile peace disturbed, everything felt slightly off key, different. There was no sound but the wind and nothing in sight but trees and white lawn and two stray birds.
She sighed, looking at Star now dressed, busily gathering her homework, books and papers from the end of the square pine table.
Why couldn't people mind their own business? She thought with an anger that was gone before it began, for she had to laugh watching Star. Never mind she knew it wasn't funny. Never mind that the petty world intruded itself in a way that made her feel like a snowflake in a winter wind. Never mind. Star felt secure within herself. That was the important thing. She knew that. She'd put a lot of effort into making sure that her niece did feel secure. To Star, poor was only a word, for she'd take its meaning from those closest to her. But she'd have to be extra careful so this safe and secure world of Star's she'd worked to create wasn't broken. The past was nearly forgotten. Together, they were forging a new future.
"Well Sweetie Pie," Tonia laughed, "if I had a million from our Lotto Canada Lottery the first thing I'd do is buy a present for you too. Tell you what, why don't we declare today's lunch a special occasion? Why don't we see what we can do without wealth?
She continued talking to Star. "You must clean up your room. Then you can play until time for lunch before you go to kindergarten this afternoon. I'm certainly glad you're not coughing this morning. Tell you what, let's work hard for two hours and then think of a surprise present for each other. What do you say?" she asked, knowing the answer.
Star loved their special occasions. She was a good child. Tonia, knowing she treated Star more like another adult than she should, worried sometimes and vowed to try deliberately to treat her niece more as the child she really was.
But Star knew with a child's instinctive intuition when Tonia meant business and left her aunt to work.
Heaven knows, Tonia thought, taking her music into her practice room, I know how to worry about money. But it doesn't get you anywhere to fret. I'm working as hard as I can on this contest, so Star and I won't have that financial worry. So it is a long shot. Someone has to win the contest. With the desperate skill, painfully learned in the past year of sudden change and grim responsibility, she closed off nagging thoughts. She wouldn't waste time by thinking about what couldn't be changed.
Everything faded as she opened the music, looked at the black and white notation, heard the notes in her head. She loved this beautiful music of Debussy's interpretation of the sea in sound. Technically difficult but so hauntingly lovely she caught herself squeezing her eyes to hold back the tears, wondering how she could bear these exquisite sounds. With a wry smile she wondered how much of this beauty she'd hear at tonight's rehearsal. Pushing aside any thought of Eagleton, she threw herself with double concentration into practice.
"I don't know." The magic spell of the music slowly faded. Suddenly she felt absurdly grateful. She had so much. Her marvelous music. And Star. Star was a child who'd let her work in long lovely blocks of time, not drive her crazy with interruptions every five minutes.
"Please Aunt Tonia," Star begged again opening the practice room door.
"All right, already." Tonia shrugged. If this was blackmail it was okay. "Blast that clock," she said looking at the old clock whose loose minute hand made it unreliable each hour when gravity pulled it slightly off course. "Look in the kitchen, Sweetie, and tell me how late it is." She should see if the clock was worth anything as an antique. Or get it fixed, but that took money. Anyway she was used to this unexpected twist in the usual mundane task of finding out what time it was.
"Thank you," Star sang as she skipped around the room and out the door. Tonia smiled. Star was her little treasure.
Tonia couldn't be cold, but she was cool and cautious. She and Star were alone. Only the two of them. They must look out for each other.
Meanwhile from Star she'd heard all the details: American, from Florida with palm trees, white sandy beaches. Oranges and grapefruit you could pick right off the trees. Avocadoes.
Greg was the music master over at Cranmer College just across their ravine. Cranmer, a rather posh boarding school for high school boys, was modeled after its English ancestors complete with headmaster, great hall and all the rest. As a new teacher Greg had extra duties, night duty, extra curricular sports, and other activities. And, according to him, he needed to escape the pesky boys. Star, delighted with the notion of pesky boys, also liked fancying herself superior, although she hadn't a clue as to why.
Tonia noticed Greg was always careful to include her in their activities. Too careful. She'd told him her music took priority, while refusing offers of movies and once of dinner and dancing. She had precious little free time. She also wanted to save baby-sitting expenses for the unavoidable times of concerts, musical engagements and rehearsals when she couldn't bring Star along.
Greg smiling politely through her refusals, ignored them really, never took offense. Against such unremitting niceness, she couldn't get irritated enough to tell him to stay away. As she'd done before with men who wouldn't believe she meant what she said.
Greg was Star's friend but, nevertheless, he was spending a lot of time with them both. Still he was good for Star and a rather pleasant and interesting person. She was getting used to having him around. Except, she reminded herself, she'd be extra careful so neither of them was misled as to the unchanging situation.
She ran into the kitchen to heat leftover stew. It may have been difficult to find the meat among the potatoes, carrots and onions, but it was nutritious food, well seasoned, good. Tonia rather enjoyed cooking, considered it her major household skill, and made a game of using time and thought to compensate for lack of money.
Moments later she and Star gazed at the table, Tonia taking pleasure in its appearance and Star pleased with herself for helping. The pine table was old and worn, crude at first appearance if you didn't notice the width of its twenty-four inch boards. These planks of wood told the initiated the table was made of virgin pine and the grace of its slim lines revealed a backwoods craftsman lovingly fashioning a table for his family. Tonia, after scrubbing its top, waxed and polished until the gashes and scratches of years of careless use faded into the mellow wood. She'd bought the table, dirty and neglected, because the price was right. But she'd come to have affection for the old pine table seeing its present hard-won restored beauty and sensing the years of its active life. The stories it could tell of the families who'd used it, some lovingly, some harshly.
Thick-woven light brown place mats with yellow dinner plates set off the table nicely. Off to the side were pale green six-sided glass desert plates holding lettuce, carrot and raisin salad. In the table's center, an orange-scented candle was surrounded, at a distance so it wouldn't catch fire, by a dried arrangement of oddly shaped weeds and plants she and Star had picked last fall from the ravine. Except for a rich green, fern-like plant which had dried losing very little of its vivid color, the weeds were various shades of brown. Two varieties were bursting with seed and one trailed a white cotton affair that astonished Tonia by staying in place. Each time she saw its bulbous shape she halfway expected it to explode, scattering thin delicate fluff with millions of tiny seeds in a pouring five-foot circle.
They scrambled to freshen up, Tonia changing into the most dignified slacks and blouse she owned with a green matching sweater. She'd have to leave directly from lunch and wanted to get to rehearsal early to give herself ample time for a final check before tonight's workout. She didn't want those black eyebrows raised in her direction.
Putting on careful makeup she dropped her clear red lipstick twice wondering a little at her agitation.
As she tilted her head gathering her long silky straight hair together with both hands before swiftly twisting it up and around, anchoring its deep blond coils with long gold-colored hairpins, she heard Star run to answer the doorbell. In the mirror she looked as usual. As usual, when it occurred to her, she was thankful for her regular rather heart-shaped features, which allowed this easy, entirely inexpensive, although somewhat severe hair-do. It suited her, she thought. She preferred her hair all pulled back and out of the way. But what Tonia didn't realize was that it was only since the accident she'd worn it this way. If you asked her, she always said she also liked never having to waste time in a beauty shop, or money. Just wash it myself, she thought, every three days or so, let it dry. Brush it back and pin it up. No fuss, no trouble. Her widow's peak, she thought, made her look more serious, was more appropriate to her new situation.
If asked she thought her mouth too big and her nose a trifle pug. She didn't notice, and might have raised a slim scornful eyebrow if she had, that the new wistful hollows under her high cheekbones gave her an appealing fragileness. Or that her eyes, behind thick lashes, were warm baby blue, not cold blue.
When Tonia came in a moment later, Greg was in the kitchen with Star chattering while he was uncorking a half bottle of wine.
"The wine's your present," Greg smiled to her. "Thought I'd talk you into a half glass while I polished off the rest. It's a teacher's half-holiday over at Cranmer's. A special occasion." Greg's voice was teasing as he grinned.
Finding Greg entirely at home in her kitchen was no surprise. The first time last fall she'd run against his total informality she'd thought him a boorish clod. Except for Star's liking, she'd have quickly banished him from any further contact.
Now Tonia grabbed two green and gold wineglasses, only souvenir glasses but the colors were pretty and matched the rest of the table. In another moment Tonia found Star's glass, filled it with milk, lit the orange candle and served the rest of the food. Greg asked about Tonia's planned trip south for the music contest.
"We're leaving in two weeks," she told him.
Fang, deceptively named after a huge old yellow striped tomcat now long gone to a peaceful, well-deserved demise from old age, had left the present Cotton as one of his numerous offspring. Star thought calling a cat Fang was hysterically funny. Then she insisted on Fang as a name for their old yellow Datsun, faded in light streaks when it came, late in its varied career, into their possession.
She dismissed the subject. They'd manage, was the impression she meant to convey. But underneath she was worried. Not so much about Fang, the old Datsun was in decent shape and barring the unforeseen should make the long trip in reasonable style. And not so much about money. The extra bit she'd scrounged would see them through.
The contest was her constant worry. The preliminaries for the prestigious Tchaikovsky International contest to be held for the first time ever in the United States were this year at the University of Florida in Gainesville.
She'd trained like an Olympic athlete. She wanted to win the contest, needed to win, felt she must win. What would happen to her and Star if she didn't win?
"A missing relative?" Greg was intrigued, questions moved in his eyes, and speculations. Tonia turned away, reluctant to explain old family secrets. Aware, too, that Star was being too quiet. As she watched, Star's right hand, hanging down straight at her side, give a sudden jerk.
"Star, you mustn't feed Cotton from the table. That cat's too fat anyway. You'll teach him bad habits," she said.
Greg, after a swift evaluating glance at Tonia, turned to Star and asked, "What are the rules for our special occasion?" Star, preening herself, basked in the male attention. Tonia slipped down in her chair, relaxing.
Cotton got his fish, Greg and Tonia each received watercolor prints, hand painted in art class by Star. Greg's painting was of somewhat blue palm trees in a somewhat green sky. Tonia's was an ultra-modern, that is to say scarcely recognizable, picture of their house. Tonia served chocolate ice cream with Star bringing a plate of homemade oatmeal cookies. Greg gave Tonia a box of a dozen scented candles in beautiful assorted colors. In spite of herself his thoughtfulness pleased her as did the candles and watching Star.
"This story book comes from a lady near where you're going in Florida," Greg told Star as he handed her a brightly wrapped gift.
Tonia stared at Greg. An air about him told her there was more to the story than he was telling. But she also knew there wasn't time to ask now. So she didn't, only admiring the thin book when Star showed it and assuring her they'd read it soon.
To get to rehearsal early she ruthlessly pushed Greg to go home.


Sam Hamilton, who had been with U.S. Fish and Wildlife for thirty years but became director only in September, died yesterday of an apparent heart condition during a ski trip in Keystone, Colorado. Hamilton, who had been regional director regional the Southeast region for the agency before assuming his current role, was hailed by conservationists for his restoration work in Florida's Everglades and all along the Gulf of Mexico after Hurricanes Katrina and Rita.
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Q: Passing an object as a parameter of a function i am having an hard time understanding the usability of passing an object as a parameter of a function.
I am trying to learn to use Next.js and they usually have this way of interacting with their code.
Can someone explain me in short words the usability of it ? I have an example listed below.
Thank you !
function Page({ data }) {
  // Render data...
}

Understanding the usability of passing an object as an argument of a function.
Explained me with an example the usability of it.

A: This syntax is called Destructuring assignment.
So { data } in function Page({ data }){ ... is not an object definition, but a destructuring of the object passed as the first argument of the function,
which results in a variable data available in the function body.
More details ...
Preface
I assume you are familiar with basic destructuring assignments, which look like e.g.:
const person = { name: 'Alice', age: 20 };  // <-- define object
const { name, age } = person;               // <-- destructure properties from the object

But note that you not necessarily need to bind this object to a variable name to be able to destructure it:
const { name, age } = { name: 'Alice', age: 20 };  // <-- define object and destructure it right away, without a variable name

Destructuring of arguments in React components
In a React function-component you can pass properties and access them inside the component like this:
function Page( props ) {
    return

        Data: { props.data }

;
};

function App() {
    return <Page data="Hello" />;
};

You can also destructure the props at the beginning of the function, so that you don't have to type props.... for each property:
function Page( props ) {

    const { data } = props;

    return

        Data: { data }

;
};

React components always have the same arguments, so you basically always have the props argument. Here "props" is a variable name that is bound to the props object (which contains all the properties passed to the component).
But you almost never actually need the props object itself, you likely only want the properties inside it.
So you don't really need to bind the object with the properties to the name "props", only to destructure it right away in the next line,
which makes the props object obsolete for the rest of the function body.
For this, javascript has a "shortcut syntax" to destructure an argument directly in the function arguments section, without specifying a name for the argument:
function Page({ data }){
    return

        Data: { data }

;
};

This is common syntax. I wouldn't say that it is better or worse than other options.

A: The answer was great and one huge positive benefit of an object prop is you dont have to pass parameters in a specific order, which is super helpful when function argument list becomes long.

A: This is called destructing. Works for objects and arrays:

const obj = { x: 'hello', y: 'world', z: 'whats up' };
const { x } = obj;

console.log('obj.x is', obj.x);
console.log('x is', x);

const { y, z: myNewName } = obj;

console.log('obj.y is', obj.y);
console.log('y is', y);

console.log('obj.z is', obj.z);
console.log('myNewName is', myNewName);
// console.log(z) will error

const arr = ['value', v => console.log(v)];
const [whateverIWantToCallIt, namesDoNotMatterJustTheIndex] = arr;

console.log('accessing from deconstruction of arr')
console.log(whateverIWantToCallIt);
console.log(namesDoNotMatterJustTheIndex('whats up'));

console.log('accessing from arr')
console.log(arr[0]);
console.log(arr[1]('whats up'));


The economic, social and political oppression of the apartheid regime were real. The poverty was real. The humiliation and deprivation of non-white citizens were real. As the grievances of other oppressed and deprived masses worldwide, the resentment of the people was justified. However, seen in the context of colonial/communist history through Africa and worldwide, the old government's oppression benefitted Marxism tremendously. Calculated colonial oppression created a fertile breeding ground for the global expansion of Jewish-Russian communism to gain control of this country (and eventually the world) as a whole.
During the early 1960's, (after about 57 years of industrial socialist agitation, which began to manifest itself shortly after the Boer War in 1902,) "to counteract apartheid," masonic Jewish/Russian (Bolshevik) comrade, Chief of Staff Joe Slovo, instructed "elitist" Russian-trained experts, Nelson Mandela, Chris Hani, Oliver Thambo and their other commanders to unleash Marxism's well-planned, "total" onslaught on all South Africans, not just the government.
They began to assault South Africans simultaneously on two fronts. A "total mass military assault from without with the training and military support of foreign superpowers, and a "total mass mobilization of all non-white people from within," (the "people's war,") to make the country completely vulnerable, unstable, and ungovernable.
Ordinary citizens might still not know it, but these onslaughts were not about the destruction of apartheid, although that atrocity needed to be demolished.
The communist offensive against South Africa was a synchronized, worldwide, communist onslaught against all nations that were still "non-communist" in the 1960's. In South Africa, apartheid was just the 'scapegoat' for the well-planned, Soviet supported, imperialist globalization of international Marxism, formed in 1957 and launched at the 1966 Tri-Continental Conference.
This conference was attended by terrorist organizations from "Guinea, the Congo, South Africa, Angola, Vietnam, Syria, North Korea, the Palestine Liberation Organization, Cuba, Puerto Rico, Chile and the Dominican Republic." From there, thousands upon thousands of Russian, Libyan and Cuban trained insurgents went forth "to instigate civil war in all non-communist countries in the whole of Asia, Africa and the Americas under the supervision of Cuban intelligence and the Russian KGB." Without claiming responsibility, the Soviet Union financed all these wars and supplied weapons to mainly Gaddafi from Libya. Gaddafi trained and supported every other terrorist organization throughout the world.
In the 1970's, such foreign training camps were established in Angola, Mozambique, Algeria, Iraq, Syria, Lebanon, Jordon and South Yemen — and in all South Africa's neighboring countries. In counteracting attacks from these insurgents, South Africa's Police and Defense Forces knew of more than 28,000 Cuban soldiers and 3,800 Soviet and East German instructors, who guided each attack against the civilians and government of this country. When South African Defense Force soldiers, out of necessity to protect South African borders, struck 60 miles into Angola in 1981, they killed two Soviet officers and took one captive, seizing anti-aircraft guns, 50 Soviet tanks, 2,000 tons of explosions, land mines and ammunition.
Prior to, but especially since the early 1960's, no one was safe in South Africa. Thousands of Russian, Cuban, and Libyan trained insurgents, brainwashed with racial hatred and communist slogans and goals, secretly indoctrinated the disgruntled multitudes of South Africa with socialist dogma. They also came equipped to attack 'soft targets' and to "shoot," "hit" and "kill" innocent white civilians, non-white 'collaborators,' and the much hated Police and Defense Force members, who were merely under command of the government without any real say the matter. In what seemed like random attacks, they committed murder during gruesome home invasions - which are still continuing by the thousands in the new South Africa. They opened machine gun fire on ordinary civilians during drive bys. They executed hand grenade, limpid mine, car bomb and other bomb attacks in rural areas and public places. They planted thousands of land mines, murdering and maiming indiscriminately in South Africa and in neighboring countries where the Police and Defense Forces had to withstand them. Everyone at home or at work, on the streets, in sports arenas, shopping malls, restaurants, taverns, beach fronts, churches, parks; at school or university were in mortal danger of terrorist attacks. Most horrendously, they completely disregarded civilian life in machine gun and bomb attacks on the military.
Meanwhile, "the total mass mobilization of all people," the second segment of this communist onslaught, quickly reached maturity. By 1965, communist commanders had agitated at least 20 million people in South Africa, (excluding neighboring countries) into extremely violent revolt - further endangering the life of every citizen in the process. Public buildings, people, private property, cars, 'collaborators,' police officers, Defense Force soldiers and armored cars all went up in flames. Politicians such as Nelson Mandela's wife Winnie publically incited the masses to 'necklace' or cremate suspected 'collaborators' in kerosene tyres, and to hurl stones, axes, knob-sticks, petrol bombs and other deadly weapons at police officers, SANDF forces, and security patrols; also attacking and murdering innocent civilians on streets and highways.
Hence, the old government was compelled to declare a state of emergency, (not martial law) as some errantly allege. Police barred roads in and out of the townships and the movement of especially non-white citizens was severely restricted without showing their 'pass books,' which were not much different from the compulsory Identity Documents, which everyone must carry in the 'new' South Africa. However justified the grievances of the oppressed masses were, one inexcusable measure, which communists used in Africa and elsewhere, is the recruitment and abduction of children into their armies.
Contrary to ANC propaganda and their re-inventing of history, every person that was incited to murder and mayhem was a projectile in the deadly communist war machine.
The great Russian, Libyan, and Cuban offensive from bordering countries also intensified.
In addition to the civil war from within, a full-scale anti-terrorist border war gripped South Africa from all sides.
To protect South Africa's citizens, the old government had to restrain the enormous influx of trained, armed insurgents, and Cuban, Libyan and Russian trained and financed military assaults from neighboring countries.
For the next 24 years, between 1965 to 1989, the defense of South Africa's borders against foreign superpowers like Russia, Cuba and Libya and their thousands upon thousands of communist insurgents escalated into an ongoing, full scale war.
Above: In an extremely aggressive onslaught on South Africa, Russian, Cuban, and Angolan armies clashed with the South African Defense Force, Navy, and Air Force, as Russian and Cuban war ships attacked from the sea while miggs attacked from above. Covert American CIA operations against South Africa also hampered her forces in withstanding foreign superpower intervention in Angola.
When the Police Force could not guard all the borders and the interior of the country anymore, every available white man, without choice, was drafted into the army. Many non-white volunteers were also incorporated.
Let it always be clear that South African police officers and soldiers were not fighting for apartheid. They were fighting against the communist invasion of South Africa.
Despite the completely unacceptable apartheid rule over people of other races, in the mind of the ordinary white citizen, (as in the minds of many citizens of other races,) the war had little to do with race or the need for human rights. The collective enemy among South Africa's peoples was the communist beast that infiltrated, assaulted, and threatened to violently seize South Africa as it had seized nearly the entire world since the Russian revolution in 1917.
None of the ordinary citizens of all races knew it at the time, but the collective enemy was actually apartheid as well as Marxism and their masonic leaders from both sides, deceiving and abusing all the citizens of this country from behind the scenes. The real danger was the destructive communist path, which both sides were cutting through the hearts and lives of all South Africans!
During the border war, white citizens had absolutely no choice in the matter; the country was at war while simultaneously engaged in a civil war, and they were all under command.
Their task was to prevent murdering, maiming insurgents from entering South Africa.
Just as Jewish communist Joe Slovo's 'freedom fighters,' the 'boys' had to leave their parents, wives, children, and family to fight in dense and unfamiliar bush, unbearable heat and deadly danger.
Many never returned – among them many non-white volunteers.
Many were disabled and wounded.
And now, according to the new government, the Boys that fought so bravely against the global Russia Bear must be forgotten. Their sacrifice to protect their country and her peoples was completely in vain. It seems as if the Army was, and still is unwilling to release final death statistics on the 'bush war.' Apparently, neither the old government nor commanders such as Slovo and Mandela went to the trouble of counting all their casualties. On this side of the grave, we might never know how many soldiers, insurgents and ordinary people were killed from both sides during this never-ending, 56-year struggle from 1960 to 2016. While the gullible 'cannon fodder' of all races were losing life and limb in a terrorist/anti-terrorist war that was supposed to secure 'freedom' and 'security' for all, masonic elitists of all races were clamoring for wealth, position, and political power.
Top: Those brave heroes of all races, the Boys on the Border — sadly excluded from 'official' South African history and the government's one-sided 'wall of remembrance,' which even include the names of imperialist Cuban killers, while our own slain soldiers are forgotten!
Excluding the Boys on the Border from history is horrendous political discrimination! The sincerity and bravery of police officers and SANDF and other soldiers cannot be disputed. The new South African government tries to turn the legitimate soldiers of the old South Africa, soldiers of all races, into villains. However, those who were there, those who loved, respected and lost a 'Boy' on the Border; the loved ones, contemporaries, colleagues and descendants of these brave sons of South Africa all know they were heroes, and honor and salute them as such.
Although official government statistics are very hard to come by, it seems that just between 1980 and 1988, security forces in South West Africa, in their fearless fight against SWAPO, FAPLA, Cuba, Russia and Angola, encountered 6,337 contacts and ambushes, acts of sabotage, mines that detonated, and appalling terrorist acts of intimidation against civilians.
One website does display statistics.
It claims that from the sixties to the nineties, 1,804 South African soldiers lost their lives.
Of course, these are 1, 804 lives too many.
Worldwide history has proven that when political pressure mounts; when a man has nothing more to lose, (whatever his race or creed,) he usually falls prey to the 'stealth and deceit' of masonic societies and 'evolves' into a deadly enemy of the ruling regime. Can anyone really believe that the apartheid Afrikaner Broederbond didn't know that? Not only communist history worldwide, but common sense also proves that the oppression of the majority could never be to protect the rights of the minority, and vise versa. In new South African terms, it is just as illogic to believe that the oppression of the minute minority can protect the rights of the vast majority, which is already in control of everything!
However, in our quest for the truth, we must be fair. Historical fact cannot be changed. While the old regime did keep most non-white people poor through racial discrimination, (although there was always a non-white, and especially an Indian elite of superrich, well-educated people among them,) it is also true that the apartheid regime did supply adequate schools, the best state hospitals, etc. to their non-white citizens as well, and they did attempt to eliminate the wildly growing housing crisis. However, under the agitation of communist Jews like Slovo, the people refused to accept the regime's infrastructure and continually torched their schools, houses, books, clinics, libraries, etc.
This resulted in ever worsening poverty and illiteracy, which still plagues thousands of South Africans today. If only they would realize that, in their legitimate struggle to free themselves of the oppressive apartheid regime, they were merely used by both sides of this struggle to complete the globalization of imperialist Marxism in all non-communist countries worldwide!


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Женецький Степан (псевдонім — Степан Вусатий; 28 грудня 1913, Великі Мости, Сокальський район, Львівська область — 8 червня 2008, Йонкерс) — український письменник, журналіст, публіцист, громадський діяч.

Біографія
Народився у Мостах Великих Жовківського повіту (Галичина). Писати вірші почав ще у народній школі.

Працював у львівській газеті «Нове село». Друкувався у львівських часописах як Федин Борозенко.

1939 — був мобілізований до польської армії, брав участь у німецько-польській війні, потрапив у полон. Залишився в Німеччині, працював в українських газетах «Вісник», «Голос» (Берлін), друкувався у журналі «Пробоєм» (Прага).

У повоєнний час працював у редакції газети «Християнський голос» (Мюнхені).

1952 — переїхав до США, оселився у м. Йонкерс, редагував «Лемківські вісті», потім — «Голос Лемківщини» (1972—1997, Йонкерс).

Член Спілки українських журналістів Америки.

Член Національної спілки письменників України (з 2002).

Літературний доробок
Автор збірки гуморесок «Еміграція в поході » (1958), оповідань «Гори мстяться» (1961).

Літературні твори
 Гори мстяться. Оповідання / Передмова В.Давиденка. — К.: Смолоскип, 1999. — 104 с.

Публіцистика, репортажі
 Проти втечі молоді з села. (Лист з села) // Діло, 19.08.1938
 Празник у Лопінці. (Репортаж з Лемківщини) // Діло, ч. 188, 27.08.1938
 Чи направду шириться комунізм по наших селах? (Лист з села) // Діло, ч. 190, 30.08.1938

Примітки

Джерела
 Маркусь В. Женецький Степан // Енциклопедія української діяспори / Гол. ред. В.Маркусь, співред. Д.Маркусь. — Нью-Йорк — Чикаго, 2009. — Кн. 1. — С. 287.
 Романенчук Б. Вусатий Степан // Азбуковник. Енциклопедія української літератури. — Філадельфія — Київ, 1973. — Т. 2. — С. 267.
 Українська діаспора: літературні постаті, твори, біобібліографічні відомості / Упорядк. В. А. Просалової. — Донецьк: Східний видавничий дім, 2012. — 516 с.

Уродженці Великих Мостів
Учасники Другої світової війни
Українські письменники
Українські журналісти
Українські публіцисти
Українці США
Українці Німеччини
Померли в Йонкерсі

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The global effort to reduce carbon emissions doesn't appear to be working. This year CO2 emissions are set to hit a record high despite the global climate change agreement, new analysis has found.
Cutting carbon emissions through political regulation is not that easy. The current state of the Arc de Triomphe in Paris says it all.
The French government's latest plan to increase taxation on fuel and diesel may have been motivated by the need to shift towards cleaner energy – but it was met, quite literally, with a nation's fire and fury. Predictably, US President Donald Trump poured more fuel on the flames when he tweeted that his French counterpart Emmanuel Macron should have dropped out of the 2015 Paris Agreement on climate change just like he did.
But the dependency on fossil fuels, even in a developed country, is simply too high. At the UN Climate Change Conference (COP24) currently underway in Katowice, Poland, a research team from the University of East Anglia has found that global carbon emissions are set to hit an all-time high this year, with a projected rise of more than two per cent. This follows a rise of 1.6 per cent that occurred in 2017.
It is a significant setback, given that global emissions had remained relatively flat with little to no growth between 2014 and 2016. It seems, therefore, that we can start shifting away from the hope that CO2 emissions had peaked before 2014. This year marks a second year-on-year growth; the rise, which could be seen as a one-off in 2017, is now set to become a trend. At least if countries around the world don't act more firmly to stick to the 1.5℃ commitment they made in the Paris climate deal in 2015.
With CO2 concentration in the atmosphere projected to reach 407 parts per million (ppm) this year, there is a long way to go before the Paris targets are met. In comparison, global CO2 concentration stagnated at about 280 ppm in 1750, before the Industrial Revolution – that's a 45 per cent increase, and the main cause of global warming. Fossil fuels, industry and land-use change are the main human activities to blame for this increase. Together, they are expected to account for 41.5 billion tonnes of carbon dioxide globally released in the atmosphere in 2018 alone.
Glen Peters, a research director on global carbon cycles at the Center for International Climate Research, says the 2018 rise is dominated by China, India and developing countries, but that the US also saw an unexpected rise in emissions.
In other words, for all the commitments that were made in Paris three years ago, not nearly enough is being done to support the policies that could limit the amount of CO2 released in the atmosphere. Industries such as transportation and construction, which are power-intensive, are still demanding energy based on coal, oil or natural gas – and the urge to switch to renewables is not yet sufficient to stop the growth in fossil fuel consumption.
In China, for example, predictions for 2018 estimate the country's use of coal increasing by 4.5 per cent; the number goes up to more than seven per cent in India. "Current energy and climate policies are not strong enough to overcome growth in economic activity and energy use," Peters says.
Greg Keoleian, a professor of sustainable systems at the University of Michigan, works on reducing the carbon footprint of products: much of his work has focused on encouraging the electrification of vehicles. He explains that with overall transportation – both personal and industrial – in the US accounting for 28 per cent of the country's emissions, electrification needs to happen urgently.
Technical solutions to reduce carbon emissions exist though. In fact, electricity generation based on renewable energy grew 15 per cent year on year in the world in the last decade. And those technologies don't necessarily stop growth: in 19 countries which reduced their emissions until 2017, including the UK, the economy grew in parallel.
The price of renewable energy technology is also going down – costs have dropped by 80 per cent in the last decade, according to Christiana Figueres, the leader of the Mission 2020 climate action campaign. So why are global carbon emissions on the rise again?
Hal Harvey, the CEO of Energy Innovation, an energy and environmental policy firm based in San Francisco, says that this is because policies around the world lack the necessary speed and scale. Take China, for example: the country is leading clean-energy development, with investments in projects totalling $44 billion (£34.5bn) in 2017. But coal is still its main source of energy.
"One must marvel at the rate of solar, wind and EV adoption in China," says Harvey, "but to meet 6.5 per cent economic growth solely with green power – that would be heroic compared to today's efforts." According to him, what we need is both specific policies for different sectors, such as building codes for infrastructure, and an economic signal such as a tax on carbon. "Ever-tighter standards, ever-stronger price signals," he says.
But policy can only go that far – the real change at stake is also a social one. Nowhere is this better illustrated than in France, where the fuel tax rises envisaged by policymakers have been suspended for six months as a result of social unrest, raising the question of whether society is ready to cut production and consumption at source. Behavioural shifts, in that respect, are much harder to achieve than political ones.
"As we work our way into the future, the high demand for energy will not only be linked to population growth, but to the increased standard of living of those populations as well," says James Anderson, professor of atmospheric chemistry at the Harvard University Center for the Environment.
With global carbon emissions on the rise again in 2018, those standards of living need urgent rethinking. Anderson explains that we are effectively approaching 500 ppm; a point at which none of the ice systems in the northern hemisphere can be stable. What we need, according to him, is not only to aim for zero emissions, but also to extract CO2 from the atmosphere to get back to a stable level of 300 ppm.


HomeBlack FridayMy LAST MINUTE Christmas Recommendations on some IN STOCK new gear.
My LAST MINUTE Christmas Recommendations on some IN STOCK new gear.
Below are a simple and mall list of items I LOVE (With links) right now in the world of photography, and all of them are IN STOCK now, some at reduced holiday prices. There's much more I like this year, but much of it is out of stock! Only in stock are listed in case anyone is looking for a delivery before Christmas as. there is still some time!
Merry Christmas to all! What will be under YOUR tree this year?
i was surprised by your reference to a canon m5. As i fallow you a couple of years, i don´t remember to see a review about this one or about any mirrorless canon. It´s really a good choice? any chance to be reviewed here?
I´m a guy who likes to take photos of my kids and vacancies.
Keep the perfect work here and the positive mind/feelings as ever.
A perfect christmas to you all.
Thanks. A good friend of mine has the Canon M5 and he enjoys it. I was checking his out and really liked the small size, style and speed. The limiting factor for this system is the lack of lenses. But it's a fantastic little camera.