RAJSHAHI: Rajshahi University (RU) is going to launch a new web portal to make all its official and other service-related activities digitized. In addition to the general information about the university, the portal will have all necessary information on various services and students.
RU authority revealed this in an introductory workshop titled 'New Web Portal and Digital Services' held at senate building of the university yesterday. Vice-chancellor Prof Mijanuddin and Pro-VC Prof Chowdhury Sarwar Jahan addressed the workshop as chief and special guests respectively with Prof Khademul Islam Mollah, Director of ICT Center, in the chair.
Treasurer Prof Sayen Uddin, Registrar Prof Entajul Haque, Prof Mahbubur Rahman of Department of Computer Science and Engineering and General Manager of Agrani Bank Limited SM Nurul Ahsan also spoke. Prof Mijanuddin said Bangladesh has been experiencing a boom in ICT sectors now-a-days and the new web portal will supplement the process to a greater extent. He said the people concerned, particularly the students will get their information related necessary services from the portal.
The English Association of Asian University of Bangladesh (AUB) organised graduation ceremony for 28th batch of English department on Thursday at the Ayesha Auditorium of the university, says a press release.
Professor Abulhasan M Sadeq, vice-chancellor of AUB, was chief guest. He emphasized on the higher studies of the graduates. He said that graduation is not the final/apex step of education; the learners will have to do Masters, M Phil and PhD. KM Monirul Islam, SAVC & Controller of Examinations, Advocate Abul Kalam Azad, treasurer of AUB, Md Mohsin Uddin, dean, School of Arts, Mohsin Miyan, Associate Professor of English Department, ASM Shamem, assistant professor of English department and adviser of English Association, Anwar Parvez , president of English Association attended the program as special guests. Prof Hafizur Rahman Miah, head of the English Department presided over the programme. Later, a colorful cultural session was followed by the programme.
RU to launch new web portal soon RAJSHAHI: Rajshahi University (RU) is going to launch a new web portal to make all its official and other service-related activities digitized. In addition to the general information about the university, the portal will have all necessary information on various services and students. RU authority revealed this in an introductory workshop titled New Web Portal and Digital Services held at senate building of the university yesterday. Vice-chancellor Prof Mijanuddin and Pro-VC Prof Chowdhury Sarwar Jahan addressed the workshop as chief and special guests respectively with Prof Khademul Islam Mollah, Director of ICT Center, in the chair. Treasurer Prof Sayen Uddin, Registrar Prof Entajul Haque, Prof Mahbubur Rahman of Department of Computer Science and Engineering and General Manager of Agrani Bank Limited SM Nurul Ahsan also spoke. Prof Mijanuddin said Bangladesh has been experiencing a boom in ICT sectors now-a-days and the new web portal will supplement the process to a greater extent. He said the people concerned, particularly the students will get their information related necessary services from the portal. Graduation ceremony held at AUB The English Association of Asian University of Bangladesh (AUB) organised graduation ceremony for 28th batch of English department on Thursday at the Ayesha Auditorium of the university, says a press release. Professor Abulhasan M Sadeq, vice-chancellor of AUB, was chief guest. He emphasized on the higher studies of the graduates. He said that graduation is not the final/apex step of education; the learners will have to do Masters, M Phil and PhD. KM Monirul Islam, SAVC Controller of Examinations, Advocate Abul Kalam Azad, treasurer of AUB, Md Mohsin Uddin, dean, School of Arts, Mohsin Miyan, Associate Professor of English Department, ASM Shamem, assistant professor of English department and adviser of English Association, Anwar Parvez , president of English Association attended the program as special guests. Prof Hafizur Rahman Miah, head of the English Department presided over the programme. Later, a colorful cultural session was followed by the programme.


In this clip from www.artistshousemusic.org – Tisa Mylar, a manager at the Whisky A GoGo, talks about booking major artists at the Whisky. Mylar explains that the Whisky tries to book as many as they can. However, competing with corporate companies is difficult and the Whisky is often outbid. On the other hand, the major artists sometimes remember the Whisky and come back to continue to build their fan base. Also in this segment, Mylar emphasizes the importance of local bands. Local bands keep clubs going.


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Joseph Patrick Tobin Asselin (-) fut un administrateur, agriculteur et homme politique fédéral et municipal du Québec.

Biographie
Né à Québec dans la région de la Capitale-Nationale, M. Asselin devint député du Parti libéral du Canada dans la circonscription fédérale de Richmond—Wolfe en 1963 alors que le candidat libéral initial eu quitté la course. Dans le gouvernement de Lester B. Pearson, Asselin fut président du comité permanent sur l'Agriculture qui inaugura un système d'office de commercialisation. Lors du retrait de Pearson, il soutint la candidature de Pierre E. Trudeau. Réélu en 1965, il fut défait dans Richmond, malgré les mesures progressistes amenées par la Trudeaumanie, par le candidat créditiste Léonel Beaudoin qui l'accusa entre autres d'être un communiste.

Après sa défaite, il travailla comme aide au ministre de l'Agriculture Bud Olson. Il retourna également en politique en devenant maire de la municipalité d'Aylmer de 1979 à 1983. Il travailla comme superviseur de la sécurité sur la colline parlementaire.

Son frère, Edmund Tobin Asselin, fut député fédéral de Notre-Dame-de-Grâce de 1962 à 1965, son grand-père, Edmund William Tobin, fut sénateur de la division Victoria et député fédéral de Richmond—Wolfe de 1900 à 1930 et son cousin, Martial Asselin, fut sénateur de la division Stadacona et député fédéral de Charlevoix de 1958 à 1962 et de 1965 à 1972.

Voir aussi

Député fédéral canadien provenant du Québec
Député du Parti libéral du Canada
Maire au Québec
Naissance en mars 1930
Naissance à Québec
Décès en août 2005
Décès à 75 ans

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EU - This week, the European pig slaughter market has been ambivalent.
Quite a number of EU member countries made the markets go down considerably, which was once again driven by events in Germany.
After the German slaughter companies again increased the pressure they exerted on suppliers last week, the prices went down by 7 cents. The quotations were also corrected considerably downward in the Netherlands, in Austria and in Belgium.
Given slow market activity, the French still hope for stimulus from the outside. Among other issues, this also means the beginning of the North European barbecue season.
In the end, the French quotation went down just slightly. The Spanish quotation also tended to get weaker.
In Spain just like in the other European countries, people complain about weak domestic demand and strong competitive pressure as to exports. Prices are developing steadily in Denmark.
The situation has become much easier on the pig slaughter market over the weekend. After last Wednesday's considerable price decrease, the market participants had been strongly insecure at first.
Despite the public holiday on 1 May, the market appears quite receptive at the beginning of the new week. Some of the marketers are looking for further batches.
So, from today's point of view the prices are expected to remain steady at least.


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namespace boost{ namespace math{ namespace tools{

//
// Forward declaration to keep two phase lookup happy:
//
template <class T, class U>
U evaluate_polynomial(const T* poly, U const& z, std::size_t count) BOOST_MATH_NOEXCEPT(U);

namespace detail{

template <class T, class V, class Tag>
inline V evaluate_polynomial_c_imp(const T* a, const V& val, const Tag*) BOOST_MATH_NOEXCEPT(V)
{
   return evaluate_polynomial(a, val, Tag::value);
}

} // namespace detail

//
// Polynomial evaluation with runtime size.
// This requires a for-loop which may be more expensive than
// the loop expanded versions above:
//
template <class T, class U>
inline U evaluate_polynomial(const T* poly, U const& z, std::size_t count) BOOST_MATH_NOEXCEPT(U)
{
   BOOST_ASSERT(count > 0);
   U sum = static_cast<U>(poly[count - 1]);
   for(int i = static_cast<int>(count) - 2; i >= 0; --i)
   {
      sum *= z;
      sum += static_cast<U>(poly[i]);
   }
   return sum;
}
//
// Compile time sized polynomials, just inline forwarders to the
// implementations above:
//
template <std::size_t N, class T, class V>
inline V evaluate_polynomial(const T(&a)[N], const V& val) BOOST_MATH_NOEXCEPT(V)
{
   typedef std::integral_constant<int, N> tag_type;
   return detail::evaluate_polynomial_c_imp(static_cast<const T*>(a), val, static_cast<tag_type const*>(0));
}

template <std::size_t N, class T, class V>
inline V evaluate_polynomial(const boost::array<T,N>& a, const V& val) BOOST_MATH_NOEXCEPT(V)
{
   typedef std::integral_constant<int, N> tag_type;
   return detail::evaluate_polynomial_c_imp(static_cast<const T*>(a.data()), val, static_cast<tag_type const*>(0));
}
//
// Even polynomials are trivial: just square the argument!
//
template <class T, class U>
inline U evaluate_even_polynomial(const T* poly, U z, std::size_t count) BOOST_MATH_NOEXCEPT(U)
{
   return evaluate_polynomial(poly, U(z*z), count);
}

template <std::size_t N, class T, class V>
inline V evaluate_even_polynomial(const T(&a)[N], const V& z) BOOST_MATH_NOEXCEPT(V)
{
   return evaluate_polynomial(a, V(z*z));
}

template <std::size_t N, class T, class V>
inline V evaluate_even_polynomial(const boost::array<T,N>& a, const V& z) BOOST_MATH_NOEXCEPT(V)
{
   return evaluate_polynomial(a, V(z*z));
}
//
// Odd polynomials come next:
//
template <class T, class U>
inline U evaluate_odd_polynomial(const T* poly, U z, std::size_t count) BOOST_MATH_NOEXCEPT(U)
{
   return poly[0] + z * evaluate_polynomial(poly+1, U(z*z), count-1);
}

template <std::size_t N, class T, class V>
inline V evaluate_odd_polynomial(const T(&a)[N], const V& z) BOOST_MATH_NOEXCEPT(V)
{
   typedef std::integral_constant<int, N-1> tag_type;
   return a[0] + z * detail::evaluate_polynomial_c_imp(static_cast<const T*>(a) + 1, V(z*z), static_cast<tag_type const*>(0));
}

template <std::size_t N, class T, class V>
inline V evaluate_odd_polynomial(const boost::array<T,N>& a, const V& z) BOOST_MATH_NOEXCEPT(V)
{
   typedef std::integral_constant<int, N-1> tag_type;
   return a[0] + z * detail::evaluate_polynomial_c_imp(static_cast<const T*>(a.data()) + 1, V(z*z), static_cast<tag_type const*>(0));
}

template <class T, class U, class V>
V evaluate_rational(const T* num, const U* denom, const V& z_, std::size_t count) BOOST_MATH_NOEXCEPT(V);

namespace detail{

template <class T, class U, class V, class Tag>
inline V evaluate_rational_c_imp(const T* num, const U* denom, const V& z, const Tag*) BOOST_MATH_NOEXCEPT(V)
{
   return boost::math::tools::evaluate_rational(num, denom, z, Tag::value);
}

}
//
// Rational functions: numerator and denominator must be
// equal in size.  These always have a for-loop and so may be less
// efficient than evaluating a pair of polynomials. However, there
// are some tricks we can use to prevent overflow that might otherwise
// occur in polynomial evaluation, if z is large.  This is important
// in our Lanczos code for example.
//
template <class T, class U, class V>
V evaluate_rational(const T* num, const U* denom, const V& z_, std::size_t count) BOOST_MATH_NOEXCEPT(V)
{
   V z(z_);
   V s1, s2;
   if(z <= 1)
   {
      s1 = static_cast<V>(num[count-1]);
      s2 = static_cast<V>(denom[count-1]);
      for(int i = (int)count - 2; i >= 0; --i)
      {
         s1 *= z;
         s2 *= z;
         s1 += num[i];
         s2 += denom[i];
      }
   }
   else
   {
      z = 1 / z;
      s1 = static_cast<V>(num[0]);
      s2 = static_cast<V>(denom[0]);
      for(unsigned i = 1; i < count; ++i)
      {
         s1 *= z;
         s2 *= z;
         s1 += num[i];
         s2 += denom[i];
      }
   }
   return s1 / s2;
}

template <std::size_t N, class T, class U, class V>
inline V evaluate_rational(const T(&a)[N], const U(&b)[N], const V& z) BOOST_MATH_NOEXCEPT(V)
{
   return detail::evaluate_rational_c_imp(a, b, z, static_cast<const std::integral_constant<int, N>*>(0));
}

template <std::size_t N, class T, class U, class V>
inline V evaluate_rational(const boost::array<T,N>& a, const boost::array<U,N>& b, const V& z) BOOST_MATH_NOEXCEPT(V)
{
   return detail::evaluate_rational_c_imp(a.data(), b.data(), z, static_cast<std::integral_constant<int, N>*>(0));
}

} // namespace tools
} // namespace math
} // namespace boost

#endif // BOOST_MATH_TOOLS_RATIONAL_HPP

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Bioethics for Patients
Ethics Beyond Compliance
Poetry, Philosophy, Ethics
Fiction: Teddy Boys Tainted by Lost Love
25/11/2019 R. HortonLeave a comment
Betty was the kind of person who kept seeing Elvis all over everywhere. She just couldn't believe he really died. She'd already visited Graceland twice and seen all the memorials and the so-called "grave site." But she just thought he was probably hanging around Graceland somewhere watching everybody crying about how wonderful he was and laughing his ass off.
Betty was 18 when Elvis was said by some to have died, and she'd been a fan her whole life. Her mom, Marylou, was lucky enough to see Elvis perform at Magnolia Gardens before he got famous. Marylou told Betty plenty of stories about how Elvis was just a kind of shy boy who loved his momma and was real friendly but also maybe just a little bit sad.
Of course, Marylou didn't have to say how handsome he was. Anyone who ever saw a picture of him knew he was handsome. Marylou did say she wished her eyes were as pretty as his, and God that little crooked smile of his would make you go a little weak in the knees.
So, Betty sort of grew up thinking that was kind of the ideal man. You know, shy and a little sad with a sideways smile. It's not that she didn't like the later Elvis (she was still driving all over the country and keeping an eye out for him wherever she went), it's just that if someone in a bar looked nice and handsome and a little bit sad, she kind of almost thought talking to him was sort of like talking to a young Elvis. And if this boy in the bar could sing or play a guitar, she thought even better of him.
Let's face it, not many men have the talent of an Elvis Presley, but quite a few men are shy, sad, and reasonably good looking, especially after a couple of beers. And Betty met more than one or two of these guys, and Betty met with some major disappointment on more than one or two occasions. If you think about it, you'll probably agree that Elvis probably wasn't the best partner you could have in the first place, and there was certainly no reason to think the substitute Elvises would be any better.
So it wasn't Steve's fault he was shy and sad and had his haircut like Elvis. Lots of guys were just the same. And Steve wasn't the best musician, either, but Betty liked the way he played "Suspicious Minds." She knew it was all a fantasy, but she felt that part of the fantasy was coming true.
It was kind of a fantasy for Steve, too. This was the late 70s, of course, and he was a Teddy Boy. It weren't no accident he looked a little like Elvis, and he liked imagining he had groupies like Elvis, too. The fact that Betty was a kind of groupie by proxy was not a problem for him. But really, how long do you reckon two people can keep up this kind of role-play?
I guess no one can answer that question, but these two gave it a good go. Some people say you become what you pretend to be, and these two were pretending to be fabulous. They went to all these little clubs and danced and drank and just acted like regular little outlaws. Every now and then, Steve would even get a gig, and he'd be sure to play a couple of Elvis songs.
Betty said she was happier than she'd ever been, but Marylou said it was only pretend happiness. Betty said happy is happy. She couldn't see any difference between pretend happiness and "real" happiness, whatever that is. We all sort of just make it up as we go along, don't we?
So these two just went along with their rock and roll lifestyle, possibly living even more like Elvis than they knew in some ways. It was a heady mix of Quaaludes, speed, coke, beer, and tequila. Even after a few months, Steve was a pretty fun guy, even if Betty did find herself short on cash from time to time. She understood that he was focused on the music and his day labor gigs sometimes fell through, so she always kept her eyes and ears open for someone needing drywall work or a party band.
Still, the day-to-day uncertainty can start to get to you. Betty told Steve she didn't make enough to keep paying for everything, and she didn't think she could go on not knowing whether they could make it to the end of the month on any given day. He didn't get defensive or anything. In fact he was very understanding, and he had a solution. He figured he could get a gig pretty near every night in Austin, and houses were going up like weeds there, so he could surely get plenty of work. And that was that. They threw their bags in the car and headed to Austin with a foolproof plan for a brighter future.
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Flash Fiction: Fowl Run Afoul in East Texas Dirt
07/11/2019 07/11/2019 R. HortonLeave a comment
We used to chase roadrunners. Actually, I don't think "chase" is the right word. We rode our dirt bikes around the dirt roads and trails, and sometimes a roadrunner would jump out and run along in front of us or alongside us. We never wanted to catch them or hurt them. We just liked seeing them.
It's kind of like when dolphins escort a ferry you're on. It sort of gives you a warm feeling to take the trip with them. The roadrunners made us think of the cartoon, of course, but we never worried about the coyotes. They only came out at night, anyway, and I don't think they really had any particular interest in roadrunners in the first place.
So we liked to see the roadrunners and the rabbits that would run along the trail. I don't think I ever saw a roadrunner get hurt, but rabbits had a habit of running into the spokes or under the wheels. It's no fun having a rabbit run into the spokes of your wheel. It's a bloody mess, and not at all pleasant for a boy who's squeamish. Other people, of course, would just pack them home, skin them, and have a little fried rabbit for dinner, but that was never to my taste.
So, those were the main animals we'd see, except for the copperhead snakes. I don't know why they like to stay in the trails, but they do, and they'll fight to keep the spot. We had thick boots, of course, but they always gave me a little shiver, anyway. If you've ever felt that thud against your boot, you know what I'm talking about. That's just involuntary.
All this happened at the cow lease out on farm road 942. You'd only drive down 942 if you owned land there, leased land there, or wanted to buy drugs. If you ever saw a car pulled over on the side of the road out there, you could pretty much bet any money it was someone waiting to buy drugs or sell drugs.
I was never a customer or a dealer, but I thought it was a pretty bad arrangement they had. If I knew what they were doing, surely the local law enforcement knew what was up. It was just so obvious, because no one had any other reason to be stopped on the side of the road, unless their car was broken down.
It was years before I found out law enforcement definitely knew what was going on, because they were in on it. They were an integral part of the East Texas Drug Distribution Network, such as it was. I know now what I never suspected then. If an out of towner came in and tried to sell drugs on 942, that person could be guaranteed a night in the Polk County jail, and Polk County hospitality might not live up to the stories you've heard about southern hospitality in the US.
The Polk County Sheriffs were really nice people, but that description pretty much applies to locals only, see? The whole area was sort of overseen by the Ku Klux Klan, and you'd be naïve to think the local cops weren't part of the KKK. In fact, if you went the other direction on 942 from where the cow lease was, you'd come to a dirt road that led off to the left.
If you turned down that road, you'd see a big banner that said, "Welcome to Klan Kountry," or something like that. It was both a welcome and a warning, depending on who you are. I was pretty much local and had lots of kinfolk around there, but I still found it intimidating. The area was familiar to me, all right, but I never did feel at home there. What's more, I never wanted to feel at home there. I like having friends, you see, but I guess I prefer people who are a little more open minded.
So I drove around and enjoyed the roadrunners and rabbits and such, but I kept to myself mostly, and I learned to never really trust anyone. And I learned to never really feel safe. Don't get me wrong, I could pass for one of them easily enough, but I had to focus. I had to watch what I said and how I walked.
It was easy enough to fall foul of their good graces. Any suspicion that you were a heathen or a pervert, rather broadly defined, would be enough to put you at risk, so you had to be careful how you walked and how you dressed and everything. This is why you can't trust what you see in East Texas. Some of those rednecks who look like KKK members are actually liberals, atheists, gays, and so on, but the closets in East Texas are larger and more securely sealed than in other places you might have been.
And that's why stuff kept going down, you know? Steve would get a little high and start shooting his mouth off. Oh, man, he had a black girlfriend when he was in Tennessee. He thought organized religion was for sheep, man. Che Guevara was his hero, or at least he really liked those posters with his face on them. And what's the big deal about sex, anyway? If it feels good, go on and do it. There's no God to tell you it's wrong.
So the law enforcement, you know the ones who dealt drugs?, didn't really like Steve. They kind of followed him around and gave him a lot of shit. It pissed him off, but he also kind of liked it. He had enough family around there to sort of protect him from real harm, but he didn't have enough connections to avoid constant harassment. Or at least that's what he thought.
So he'd go to the bar in Seven Oaks and talk trash all night while sipping beer and slipping out for a few hits off a joint from time to time. Everything seemed okay. It was all right. The local women liked Steve well enough. He was good looking, and he could make them laugh, so everything seemed fine and dandy. He was in the catbird seat.
And, hey, no one ever knows how things are going to turn out, do they? And no one ever really knows what causes what or who wants what. I mean, some people don't think Michael Hastings crashed his car. Not everything gets solved. Sometimes you're just left to wonder. You just move on with your life, and tell yourself you're free. I mean, it's not like you live in some kind of God damned communist country or anything. Is it?
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Flash Fiction: Foul Air and Revenge in Bolivar, Texas
Eddie had a beach house in Bolivar. Now, Bolivar, Texas wasn't exactly a resort. It was mostly retired people and stragglers who like to fish and comb the beach for sand dollars and whatever. It's not too far from Gulf Coast refineries, so things aren't exactly pristine, and people don't go on too much about the smell of the fresh air. It was just kind of a grimy place with gritty people wandering around.
The only place to drink was Bob's Sports Bar, which was just a bar, really, with a TV, but people seemed to find their own places to drink, though you never saw scantily clad hotties strolling the beach with fancy cocktails. You'd more likely see grungy men and women pushing off in a fishing boat with a couple cases of beer.
You had a fair mix of retired people, refinery workers, laborers, and a few artists and musicians. From time to time, you could see music at Bob's. If you wanted a nicer restaurant or bar, you'd have to take the ferry over to Galveston. I used to like walking out on the jetties and just taking in the sights, sounds, and smells. You'd hear the horns on the ships approaching the ship channel, the sound of rats scuttling across the rocks, and the bickering of older couples loading up their boats to try their luck at the trout, red fish, and flounder just beyond the breakers.
And you could smell, always, the remnants of dead fish, shrimp, crabs, and so on. When people would clean their catches, they'd put them in barrels at the marina, but of course various predators would also leave carcasses scattered about, which would add to the pungent aroma that is Bolivar. And, yeah, the refineries added their own sweetness to the miasma.
If you looked around, you'd see a bunch of clapboard houses on stilts, many a little worse for wear. You'd also see a shipwreck out in the water. Some of the locals could tell you how it got there and how long it had been there, but most people just thought about it the way you might think of a mountain in the background. It was just always there. Something you expect to see.
The beach was named Crystal Beach because it was crystal clear and clean in someone's imagination. In reality, it wasn't the worst beach. It was usually covered in driftwood and seaweed, but not as much litter as you'd find on a commercial beach. Most people on the beach lived nearby, so they weren't interested in making a mess of it.
So Eddie loved Bolivar. It was a great getaway for him, and he spent as much time as possible there. He loved the fishing, walking out on the jetties, going to Bob's from time to time, and just hanging out on the porch with a cold beer. He liked the sights, sounds, and even smells of Bolivar, but he didn't like his next-door neighbors.
To be honest, I personally never even understood his grievance with them. His kids said they didn't think he even remembered why he was mad at them, but he was mad at them all right, and he did everything he could to cause mischief. Understand that Eddie was a gruff and ruddy sort of guy, never really in a good mood, but I can't remember ever seeing him do anything that actually hurt anyone in any way. Maybe when he was younger he did, but he was pretty harmless in his middle age.
So when he caused mischief, it didn't amount to much. His neighbors had a big century plant on the border between their property and his. If you don't know what a century plant is, it is a large agave plant. It's a succulent, so it just looks like a big, blue cactus in the shape of a flower. They're popular around the Gulf Coast because they grow well and impress the eye. They're called century plants because folks say they only bloom after 100 years and then they die, so it's a real treat to see one in bloom.
Well, that's not how Eddie saw it. He hated the God damned neighbors, and he hated their God damned century plant. He'd sit out on his porch every night and drink a few beers and then go relieve himself on that plant. No one really understood why he thought the best way to kill a plant was by pissing on it. Sure, maybe it seemed disrespectful, but it wasn't poison in any way.
At least, it didn't seem to be poison for the plant. That thing grew up like Jack's magic beanstalk, which delighted Eddie's kids to no end. They teased him constantly about how he helped that plant grow. He had five daughters, and they really enjoyed annoying him, and annoying him was easy, but I guess it was all affectionate in the end.
Of course, other neighbors got wind of it and started asking Eddie to come pee on their tomatoes and everything like that. They would say that and just laugh in his face. He always acted like he was so mad he might blow up the world or something, but nobody ever believed he would do anything more harmful than fertilizing a despised neighbors plants.
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Flash Fiction: Almost Suburban Murder, Really
"I guess I'm just too innocent," she said. She was looking through the sex ads in the back of one of those independent papers all the cool kids used to read in whatever city you happened to be in, and for reasons you can only guess, she'd never seen any independent papers the cool kids read. She'd never seen ads for "hot, wet bisexual babes waiting for your call" before, so she figured she was pretty innocent.
The courts disagreed, of course, but she didn't seem aware of the irony of her being too innocent for the commerce of the flesh but guilty of attempted murder. I mean, what's a little attempted murder between friends? She never would have gone through with it, surely. Truth be told, and I think it was, she didn't even know how to do it the right way, which is surely why she got caught. It's safe to say a real criminal would have handled things a little differently.
She got off pretty easy, because the jury found her guilty but basically too incompetent to take out one of her neighbors by hiring a backstabbing cousin who wouldn't lift a finger for you, much less kill someone. She later admitted she was crazy for thinking this layabout cousin could kill a mosquito, much less a neighbor lady. So she was back to her more or less suburban life, living two houses down from the woman she tried to have taken out. And her daughter was still good friends with her intended victim's daughter, so they all just continued to live their suburban lives, except with lots more publicity.
These are the kinds of things you are driven to, she explained on television, when you love your children a little too much. That's exactly what she was guilty of, she said, loving her daughter too much. You know, if you love your kids, you should be willing to hire someone to kill their friends' mothers. Otherwise, can you really say you care at all? Donohue seem sympathetic but unconvinced, and that irked her even more. What did he know about her or her life? He acted all sensitive and everything, but he was still a man, and no man can understand the love between mother and daughter.
So there you have it, the picture of innocence, sitting in a Mexican restaurant while being scandalized by the idea of bisexual women taking money from desperate men. Some sins really seemed worse than others in her eyes. She was counting on the fact that Jesus would see a mother's excessive love as the way of God and not at all like flaunting perverted sexual proclivities in ads that could be seen by children. I mean, good God, can you imagine a family eating in that restaurant and having to explain those ads to their six year old?
So she just went about her business, taking classes at the community college and hoping to work up to a better job and everything. Maybe make enough to send her daughter to a good university. Of course, it was a little awkward at the community college. The mother of her intended victim was the supervisor over at the college food court. She couldn't eat lunch at school without seeing her, so she ate at home, in her car, or just on a bench in another classroom building. It was a small sacrifice but worth it.
Of course, everybody knew her business, anyway, seeing as she'd been on national TV during and after the trial. Even after the Donohue fiasco, she'd accepted a few interview offers, and she'd again tried to explain about how much she loved her daughter and all that, but the audiences never really want to hear the truth. They just all thought she was some kind of joke, and she made her way into more than one comedian's monologue. Luckily, she could laugh at herself, too. After that all the hullaballoo had died down, the local video store had the movie about her in the bargain bin.
She walked right up to the cashier, waving that video around, and said, "Hey, this movie is about me. I'm a local celebrity! I think I'm worth a little more than $1.99, don't you?" The cashier doubled over with laughter and said, "I sure do, lady. I sure do. Y'all have a good day now, y'hear."
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Fiction: Bold, Bashful, and Isolated
I tell you, Bobby could be so bashful he'd stick his foot in the can and piss down his leg to keep anyone from hearing. At least that's how he was sometimes. He seemed to have moods or something. It probably just depended on who was around or what the situation was, but sometimes it was like he just couldn't bear to be in the vicinity of other human beings unless he knew and trusted them, and he didn't know and trust very many people, I can tell you that. He mostly liked his own company. He was quite content to be on his own. The only problem, as far as he could tell, was the crushing loneliness.
So he sort of always liked to have at least one companion. Now most people like you and me seek out a sort of constant companion who keeps us company, gives us emotional support, and provides a sexual release. I don't know about you, but sexual release was usually the first thing on my mind when I was Bobby's age. I figured the emotional support and all that would come eventually, but getting my baser needs met was pretty much my first priority.
But Bobby wasn't like you and me. He just wanted someone to talk to. He was quiet most of the time, but once he got on a roll, he would just ramble on for days. And I don't mean he would always hog the conversation, either. He could listen. A lot of women said he was a good listener, you know, when he wasn't spewing out his stream of consciousness out loud to some vessel or other.
Some women liked how respectful he was on account of how he could listen and talk without immediately putting the moves on them. They thought he was "quite the gentleman" because he seemed to suppress his need to get in their pants for some time after meeting them, and they found that kind of refreshing.
Others weren't so complimentary. After getting no response from what they considered quite obvious flirting, they would tell Bobby in no uncertain terms that he was a "God damned faggot." Those were the words they used, because women can be homophobic, too. Women can be homophobic and mean and abusive, and Bobby had some stories to tell, but he never really told them.
So that's how Bobby was. He tended to be oblivious to flirting, and he never really thought of sex at all until he got to know someone. If he felt someone really cared for him and really cared for them, his feelings were intense. He wanted touch, and he wanted as much of it as he could get. You can see how someone might feel flattered by that. On the other hand, some people might think it is a bit clingy. And, hey, maybe it's a little of both, right? You can be all those things, can't you? Characters aren't always one-dimensional.
But then there's the dissociation. And the depression. And the distance. So it's all complicated, really. Someone who listens and talks and craves physical touch can sort of disappear somewhere for a time. So many times Bobby suddenly became aware of a woman touching him and asking, "Where were you just now?" He wanted to just say, "I was right here," but he knew what they meant. He would just say, "I don't know."
And he probably didn't know, or at least he couldn't explain it. He couldn't just say, "Oh, I was just thinking about my dog that died," or anything like that. His thoughts didn't always have words associated with them. It was like he was just kind of separate from everything. Some people described meditation that way—like they were just being with empty thoughts and all that. Well, Bobby didn't think that was any great thing to achieve. He often felt about as aware as a stone, but he couldn't see any great advantage to it. He had a feeling there was something wrong about what meditation was trying to achieve.
On the other hand, he often got lost in his own thoughts, which tortured him to no end. Well, sometimes they tortured him. Other times they were just thoughts, if you can get your head around that. They might be thoughts about infinity, cars, the sound of running water, God, or the durability of denim. Bobby wasn't really focused. If you asked him what he was thinking, he'd just say it was nothing and try to move on. He was often embarrassed by the banality of his thoughts, the obsessiveness of his thoughts, or the emptiness of his mind.
And all this is to sort of explain his complicated relationship to sex, because sometimes someone would do something that would trigger something in Bobby that just made him shut down. Really, like someone flipped a switch or something. Like he'd go away. Sort of like having a flashback to something he couldn't remember. You might see how that could be inconvenient for a lover. Inconvenient, I guess, or even alarming. Some people couldn't really deal with that shit, or even want to. So, it wasn't easy, see?
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Flash Fiction: Infidelity and the Self-Fulfilling Prophecy of Divorce
Maureen was at the door in a flood of tears. Jan didn't know Maureen. They'd never met. Maureen lived two doors down, and there she was on the front porch crying her eyes out. She was crying because he left her. Why did he leave? Because she was so afraid he was going to leave.
That's about all Jan could get out of her for the longest. She was just sobbing and going on and on about how it was all her fault. That's what he said, of course. He said it was all her fault. He didn't want to leave her, but she gave him no choice, see? He just couldn't stay with someone acting the way she was acting.
How was she acting? She was acting like she was afraid he was going to leave her, and the circle just went on like that for the longest. It went on that way because Maureen was ashamed to say how it all started, but eventually she got her composure enough to explain the situation to a neighbor who was also a near complete stranger. Maybe it's easier to unburden yourself to a stranger, anyway. I think that's probably what I would want. Maybe you feel differently.
So, anyway, Maureen finally explained that she met Carter when he was still married to Marie, and she and Carter carried on quite the affair right under Marie's nose without Marie really suspecting anything for the longest time, and Maureen did not want to be like Marie—how could anybody be so unsuspecting and trusting in the first place? Maureen didn't want anyone thinking she was naïve or too innocent or anything like that.
So, you know, she kept her eyes wide open. She looked for signs. Did he always take his phone to the bathroom with him? Did he answer his phone before work? She and Carter had enjoyed some pretty intense conversations when he was commuting to work, so now she would call him in the morning just to see if he answered. She didn't want to be stupid about anything. Not the way Marie had been.
But Carter wasn't unaware of her snooping. Even worse, though, was that she was constantly nagging him about what he was up to. She was constantly asking if he still loved her. She was constantly asking him to compliment her looks. She just needed lots of reassurance.
And, of course, she made the odd accusation or two. Where were you? Who were you talking to? Can I see the texts? Can I see the office email about the work lunch you said you were on? You get the idea.
So Carter told her he loved her, but he couldn't go on with all the suspicion and nagging and all. It was like that Elvis song. You know, "we can't go on together with suspicion on our minds" or however it went. And Maureen went nuts over this, but she tried to calm herself. She tried to show that she trusted him, but she thought maybe he would meet someone else like her who would be able to keep secrets and be available at odd hours and all that.
Maureen was just afraid he'd meet another Maureen. He told her he'd been down that road, and never wanted to go again, but he was really breaking under the pressure of constant surveillance. And so there you go. You have Maureen crying her eyes out at Jan's table and telling all her secrets. Well, she told some of her secrets, anyway. I guess they both thought they might become friends after that, but it never happened.
They didn't talk again. Six weeks later, a for-sale sign went up in front of Maureen's house. And that was that.
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Fiction: Sex as Nuclear Option
"I've had plenty of anonymous sex before," she said, "and I still know how to find it." Jan intended this as a threat or warning, obviously, but she also knew it stung in its own right. She first learned to weaponise her own sexuality when she saw the crestfallen look on her father's face when she knew he knew what she'd gotten up to with John one night. Since that day, she had learned a number of ways to use her own numbness to sex to devastate men. Not that it made her feel that much better, but it was something.
Maybe it was revenge. Maybe it was something else, but it gave her a feeling of power, and who doesn't want to feel that sometimes? Everyone wants to feel a little control over things. The way she told it, she had always controlled her own sexuality. She was 12 the first time, she said, and she knew exactly what she was doing. Her parents were gone for the day and she called her school band director on the phone and asked him over. It was her idea. That's what she said.
She said it hurt, but he was very nice. He took care of her. When he lost his job at the school, she and some other girls formed a group to get signatures on a petition to get him his job back. They really liked him. When she graduated high school, she wrote to him to let him know she was doing all right, and he wrote back and said he was glad to hear it.
Bobby couldn't believe what he was hearing. He told her she was only 12, for God's sake, and definitely no child could be responsible for what she described. She had obviously been groomed and manipulated, and so had all the other girls. She was raped, he said, but she averred. "But I knew what I was doing was wrong," she said, "That's why I never told anyone before now." Bobby told her it wasn't her fault, but he wasn't prepared for this conversation.
Somehow, he made her feel more judged than supported, not that he was trying to, but he really wasn't equipped to respond to this information, and he felt a little sick. But Jan didn't notice that. She was just trying to make a point about her prissy classmates who acted so shocked to find that a professor was having an affair with a student. She was just wanting to say, "Hello! I was having sex with a teacher when I was 12! Grow up."
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Fiction: On the Behavior of Bears, Bobcats, and Wolves
After a pretty much fruitless day of hunting that big trophy buck Johnny said he saw, the guys were just sitting around the fire doing all the things you'd expect a bunch of grown men to do around a fire: you know, drinking beer, pissing on the fire, throwing pennies in the fire to watch the flames change colors—the usual stuff. The only difference was that Ricky had one of those new Q-Beams, I think they were called. It's like a flashlight, except it has the brightness of a thousand suns or a million candles or some other damned thing I can't remember.
The idea was that you could shine this light around and see animals in the dark, especially if you happened to catch their eyes. So they were just shining it around, not expecting much of anything, especially with all the noise they were making, and sure enough they picked up some reflections.
They suddenly went all quiet and started shining it around more slowly to see if anything jumped out at them. They were all cool about it. They were like, "Hey, man, maybe it's a bobcat. I'd like to have a bobcat to mount on my wall." But they were getting a little more serious about their search for wildlife or game or whatever. They were aware, also, that a few black bears were moving back into the area, and it would be nice to get a glimpse of one.
"Just remember," Jimmy said, "If it IS a black bear, you don't want to run a way from it. If you run, it WILL chase you, and it WILL catch you. No, you want to stand up to it. Show it your ready to fight it—man on bear." At that, they all laughed, "Don't worry, Jimmy, we'll punch it right in the nose if it tries to get you. There ain't no black bears around here, anyway, though." But Jimmy still thought they'd better take a minute to verify that fact.
So, anyway, they kept shining that light around and just looking for bears or bobcats or whatever. Hell, I guess they would've been excited to see a 'possum or armadillo or anything really. And sure enough, they picked up another little glint of something. They kept shining until they could see a set of eyes just as clear as if it was the light of day.
And then they saw another set. And another. Pretty soon they saw seven or eight pairs of eyes, but they thought they saw much more than that, because their adrenaline production had picked up a bit, if you know what I mean, so they were convinced they were surrounded. And then they heard a little sound that was kind of like a dog but different enough for them to know they were surrounded by a vicious pack of wolves. At least that's how it seemed to these drunk boys who'd been pissing on a fire all night.
They weren't too worried, though, because they had guns and everything. They were on a hunting trip, after all. It was about that time that Ricky remembered they'd left the guns in the cab of his truck, and he thought it might be a good time to go get some of them out. So he walked slowly out to his truck as Bobby shown the Q-beam on it to light the way.
Once he opened the truck, Bobby started shining the light off at the trees to see if he could see any more animals. About that time they heard a bark or a howl and a crashing sound over by the truck. They were a little worried and Johnny called out, "You good, Ricky?" Ricky shouted back that he was and then came back to the fire without his gun and didn't say anything.
After that, they all decided it was time to get some shuteye, so they all just got in their respective campers and went quiet. They next morning, when Ricky got up, Johnny was waiting for him. He said, "Looks like you had quite a night fighting them ol' wolves, Ricky! The barrel of your gun is clogged with mud and the whole gun looks like you dropped it in slop. There's also about 8 or 10 holes punched in the dirt by your truck."
By this time, Johnny was laughing so hard I worried he might have a cardiac. They still give Ricky a good ribbing about that every time they go to the hunting lease.
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Fiction: Seven Oaks and the Alcoholic Lifestyle
Someone said Jim lived in Seven Oaks. Now, to some people that might sound like a compliment or, at least, a nice comment on account of the fact that some pretty nice places are named Seven Oaks, but Seven Oaks, Texas isn't one of them, and Jim didn't own or rent any kind of home in Seven Oaks.
Jim lived in Livingston, Texas, which was a few miles south and happened to be the county seat of Polk County, which was a dry county, meaning you couldn't buy a drink of alcohol in Livingston come hell or high water. If you liked to imbibe a drop or two of spirits, wine, or beer, you'd have to drive north or south on highway 59 until you got out of Polk County.
If you drove north on 59, you'd cross the county line and be greeted by a sign saying, "Welcome to Seven Oaks." If you drove a tiny bit further, you'd see the Seven Oaks bar. I don't think it is there anymore, but you'll still find a liquor store there.
Anyway, that Seven Oaks bar didn't exactly have a concealed parking lot, so your car would just be sitting there for God and all the world to see.
So if any of your nosy neighbors or family saw your car there more than once in a week, they might start gabbing around about how you lived up there or something. It was a not so nice way of saying you were a drunk.
I don't remember anyone ever saying he was an alcoholic, though. In fact, his sister insisted that he most certainly was not an alcoholic, though she did concede that he made a habit of being drunk, so she was willing to say he was a habitual drunk, but he never got the DTs if he didn't have a drink for a few hours or anything like that.
And he could clean up and get through a Sunday sermon all right if push came to shove, and alcoholics can't really pull that off, so he just stayed drunk because he wanted to—not because he had to.
And I guess that's all that matters sometimes, you know? We're all just trying to do good enough to pacify the family and the neighbors. If you can keep that up, you might just have a pretty good life. And who knows, someday you might hit it big with one of those scratch-offs you keep buying at the Seven Oaks bar.
R Horton
Fiction, Flash Fiction, poetryaddiction, alcholol, dry county, fiction, LIvingston Texas, poem, Polk County, prose, Seven Oaks Texas, writer
Fiction: A Collision of Amphetamines and Insomnia
Jan hadn't slept much. Like, for the past three days she hadn't slept, but she was about to crash. Like hitting a wall or something. She was coming down because the speed was just about done, and she was sort of looking forward to the crash. How could you blame her? This is how she planned her weeks, you know. Speed on test days. Pot on weekends. Beer for dancing, mostly. Or just because boys like it.
The problem was that Bobby was sort of revved up, because that's just how he is. He just gets all this nervous energy and then just talks and talks and talks. Philosophy, politics, music, love and loss. Bobby wasn't into drugs and really had no clue about drug etiquette or even just the parameters around what drug users might be going through. Some people found him rather inconsiderate.
And Jan kept telling him she was really tired, but he really didn't feel like being alone at that particular moment, and he didn't want to stop talking. She thought sex might have done the trick, because guys notoriously fall asleep right after, but Bobby was a hard-core insomniac, even if sex was calming, it wasn't enough to settle his nerves.
So this went on awhile—until she passed out, and Bobby was left staring through the screen on the window and counting the moths on the outside. He was thinking of Carson McCullers and Frankie in "Member of the Wedding."
Somehow Bobby related to Frankie, though it would seem unlikely that he would. He just liked the way this little butch girl looked out the window and pondered the "irony of fate" for the insects out there. And he thought a lot about the irony of fate, and sometimes he felt like a little butch girl stuck out in the country just wanting to fit in at a wedding or something.
Jan was dead to the world, but Bobby checked to be sure she was alive in her drug-enforced slumber before he stepped out into the steaming evening air. After a moment of regret for forgetting mosquito spray, he set off toward Old Main, hoping Mary might be up there again, because she never slept well either.
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A SCHOOL has been closed and parents urged to look out for signs of sickness following the death of a young girl.
Kayla Carey, six, was rushed to Temple Street Children's Hospital in Dublin on Thursday after falling ill.
Worried mum Ger took to social media to confirm her daughter, from Navan, Co Meath, was "very sick with meningitis".
Just hours later Ger posted a heartbreaking update.
Locals told how the community had been "plunged into shock" by the death of the Scoil Mhuire Navan pupil.
And Fianna Fail Cllr Padraig Fitzsimons urged vigilance as it emerged that a second child from the town was being treated for the deadly brain bug.
Medics have advised parents to seek immediate care if their child displays even minor symptoms of meningitis.
GP and Vice-President of the Irish College of General Practitioners, Dr John O'Brien said: "Any death from meningitis is a tragedy for the family and community involved.
"Our advice to parents and families in the area is to look out for symptoms such as high fever, lethargy or a rash in their child.
He added: "However, if your child has no symptoms, please don't come to your GP for a check-up.
The school was closed yesterday as a precaution but is due to reopen on Monday.


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DTOGeneratorBundle
====================

DTO Generator Bundle for Symfony 2.

The bundle provides an intuitive interface to generate Data Transfer Objects (DTOs).
Features include:
- Interactive and non-interactive modes
- DTO assembler skeleton generation
- Configurable root directory
- Implemented as a Symfony command

Usage
------------
```
Usage:
 geckolibs:dto:generate [--dto="..."] [--properties="..."] [--root[="..."]] [--with-assembler]

Options:
 --dto                 The DTO class name to be generated
 --properties          The properties of the newly created DTO
 --root                The root directory for DTO classes, defaults to Model (default: "Model")
 --with-assembler      Weather a Assembler class skeleton shoud be generated
 --help (-h)           Display this help message.
```

Example Code Generation
------------
Executing the following command

```
php app/console geckolibs:dto:generate --dto="AcmeDemoBundle:SampleDTO"
--properties="id:string name:string createdAt:\DateTime" --with-assembler
```

will generate the a DTO object names Acme\DemoBundle\Model\SampleDTO.php with the following content:
```
<?php

namespace Acme\DemoBundle\Model;

/**
 * Generated by GeckoLibs DTO generator
 */
class SampleDTO
{
    private $name = NULL;
    private $id = NULL;
    private $createdAt = NULL;

    /**
     * @return string
     */
    public function getName()
    {
        return $this->name;
    }

    /**
     * @return string
     */
    public function getId()
    {
        return $this->id;
    }

    /**
     * @return \DateTime
     */
    public function getCreatedAt()
    {
        return $this->createdAt;
    }

    /**
     * @param string
     * @param string
     * @param \DateTime
     */
    public function __construct($id, $name, \DateTime $createdAt)
    {
        $this->id = $id;
        $this->name = $name;
        $this->createdAt = $createdAt;
    }
}
```

In addition a skeleton assembler class named Acme\DemoBundle\Model\SampleDTOAssembler.php will be generated with the following content:
```
<?php

namespace Acme\DemoBundle\Model;

/**
 * Generated by GeckoLibs DTO generator
 */
class SampleDTOAssembler
{
    /**
     * @param $object mixed
     * @return \Acme\DemoBundle\Model\SampleDTO
     */
    public function createDTO($object)
    {
    }
}
```


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Uncertainty about Indiana coal ash disposal remains as regulations change
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Now that Indianapolis Power and Light (IPL) has converted its Indy-based facility to run on natural gas, its coal ash ponds need to be closed. The current plan is to cover them with a waterproof liner and three feet of sand and soil, but leave the bottom of the ponds unlined, according to WFYI.
Local environmental groups say this could lead to long-term groundwater contamination and are advocating for the ash to be moved to some type of lined pit or landfill site.
The EPA recently introduced new regulations for coal ash storage that allow for state-specific plans, but they haven't taken effect yet. IPL plans to move forward with its current plan to close eight coal ash ponds by May 2021.
Since the EPA announced its Disposal of Coal Combustion Residuals (CCR) from Electric Utilities rule last year, the waste industry has seen new opportunities to work with power plants for safe disposal of their material. About 40% of the ash produced can be used for cement and plasterboard, but that still leaves a lot of material — the industry produced an estimated 130 million tons in 2014. States such as Kansas have already taken the lead on finalizing their own plans and more companies are finding opportunities for recycling the material.
If not properly maintained, coal ash can pose health risks to nearby residents through dust and possible groundwater contamination. In April, Rep. Hank Johnson of Georgia introduced a bill called the Coal Ash Landfill Safety Act which would require stricter monitoring and prevention measures at these sites. This would include a prohibition on coal ash within five feet of groundwater.
Indiana currently has 84 coal ash storage ponds and the state Department of Environmental Management recently held a hearing to discuss how they should be dealt with. It's unclear how the state's new regulations could affect projects that are already closed or in progress. The agency aims to finish a draft of its plan by the end of the year and final approval by the EPA is required.
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New police chief with a master's degree in criminology promises to tackle serious violence in Milton Keynes
The new police chief for Milton Keynes has pledged to tackle the problem of serious violence and crimes that impact the community.
Superintendent Marc Tarbit, who has a master's degree from Cambridge in criminology, began his role as the new Commander for the Milton Keynes Local Policing Area yesterday.
Marc Tarbit
He joined Thames Valley Police in 1998 and has performed both uniform and detective roles in Oxford, where he most recently worked as the Deputy LPA Commander.
Early in his career, he was afforded the opportunity to spend time with the neighbourhood team in Toronto Police to learn more about their methods of community engagement and problem solving.
He has worked as head of the Thames Valley force Intelligence Bureau and led on improving the police response to tackling organised crime.
Marc has also gained a Masters in Criminology and Police Leadership, strengthening his interest in evidence-based policing.
Thames Valley Police bosses say he will bring a "wealth of experience" in leadership, neighbourhood policing and tackling organised crime to his new role in Milton Keynes.
Marc said: "I am delighted to be working in the dynamic and progressive area of Milton Keynes. I am committed to policing as a public service and am looking forward to building on existing partnerships to prevent crime and keep Milton Keynes a safe place to live and work.
"I want to make sure that we continue to provide a high quality service to victims of crime and am particularly keen to focus on tackling serious violence and those crimes that have a significant impact on our communities."
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Feds stop by Mission, Abbotsford to talk marijuana legalization
Department of Justice is meeting with police and city officials from Ontario to B.C.
Feb. 23, 2017 12:00 p.m.
Ottawa is expected to table marijuana legislation in the spring.
Bill Blair isn't leaving any stone unturned in his cross-country tour on marijuana legalization.
Blair, a Toronto police chief turned parliamentary secretary to the justice minister, in asking municipalities, educators and police departments all over Canada about their concerns ahead of the Trudeau government make the drug legal.
Thanks @JatiSidhuMP and Mission BC for the evidence-informed discussions today. Our gov't appreciates your feedback on #cannabis regulation. pic.twitter.com/vxiXsckr3l
— Bill Blair (@BillBlair) February 23, 2017
"We're changing the current criminal prohibition to a system of strict regulations," Blair told Black Press between speaking to officials in Mission and Abbotsford on Thursday. He said he spoke with Greater Toronto police and city officials last week, and met with police in Vancouver and Langley earlier this week. The plan is to continue consultations across the country even after possession of marijuana is no longer a crime to monitor how the new system works.
Ottawa has pledged to introduce legislation to legalize pot in the spring. In December, a federal task force recommended selling marijuana via mail or in storefronts, separate from tobacco and alcohol, to Canadians 18 years and older. The task force set a recommended growing limit of four plants per person.
READ MORE: Federal task force sets out pot recommendations
"Right now, we have the highest rates of marijuana usage of any country in the world," Blair said.
"The current system of prohibition is doing a lousy job from protecting youth from the hazards of cannabis use."
READ MORE: History of pot use still causes border troubles
Blair's consultation focuses on protecting youth and taking pot profit out of the hands of organized crime. He said the government has talked to U.S. states such as Colorado and Washington State, where officials are learning as they go about the dos and don'ts of legal pot.
"They've been very forthcoming about unintended consequences," said Blair, including the different forms that legalized pot has taken. "In Colorado, they didn't take into consideration high potency products and edibles. The market became very prolific there with those substances."
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A woman walks past anti-EU banners during a protest in Zagreb, Croatia. Croatia signed an EU accession treaty in 2011 and is set to become a member in July 2013 (AP Photo/Filip Horvat).
The previous post of the same title focused on the economics underlying the painful, protracted adjustment deal underway with the euro zone crisis in Europe. With relative calm restored in the wake of the ECB's Long-Term Refinancing Operation (LTRO) and Greek debt swap, this might be a good time to step back and examine the origins of the euro zone to better understand how things got to where they are today.
The architects of the euro zone fashioned a new monetary structure for Europe for the noblest of reasons: to purge the scourge of warfare from the European continent. It is hard to argue with that. (And, yes, I am reminded of an old adage of the road to somewhere being paved with good intentions.) But, given the disruption witnessed over the past couple of years, particularly the rekindling of age-old national prejudices, the question that must be asked is: did the architects of the euro pursue policy contrary to self-interest, or contrary to the advice available at the time?
In other words, do their actions satisfy Barbara Tuchman's definition of folly?
The key here is whether Europe satisfies the conditions of an optimal currency area (OCA). The literature on this subject is vast, but the basic idea is to identify the conditions under which a particular monetary policy for one is appropriate for all countries. These conditions include countries that share similar characteristics and face similar shocks – identical countries, confronted by the same shock, would respond identically to the same monetary conditions. This is, clearly, fairly restrictive. A less demanding condition is that the various members are characterized by a high degree of wage and price flexibility. Because such economies respond quickly to external shocks through real-side adjustment (i.e., wages), the impact of monetary policy and its role in stabilizing or facilitating adjustment to shocks is lessened. Alternatively, countries marked by a high degree of factor mobility (capital and labour) between them could be contenders for an OCA, since excess demand/supply in one country would elicit flows of capital and labour to/from other members.
So, how did Europe measure up on these criteria?
By most measures, it didn't. There were large differences in the economies of the "core" and the "periphery" – differences that have become blindingly apparent in the past two years. Moreover, wages and prices were relatively rigid; these rigidities account for Great Depression era levels of unemployment that are currently observed in some members of the euro zone. And, while important measures were taken to ensure capital mobility and financial integration between members, labour was less mobile owing to differences in language and local affinity.
I have no doubt that the architects of the euro zone understood that its members did not constitute an OCA. And I suspect they recognized that the people of Europe were unlikely to agree to the structural reforms that are required to transform Europe into an OCA by increasing labour mobility and wage and price flexibility. But their thinking might have been that, by pursuing monetary union, the costs of not following through on structural reforms would be so great, the status quo bias would be broken. Over time, such reforms would lead to changes in economic structure as the various members converge on the conditions for an OCA. This is consistent with the Bayoumi and Eichengreen result that the French desire for monetary union was driven by politics; not economics.
As a result, Europe has a monetary union between sovereign nation states at fundamentally different levels of economic development and competiveness, many of which are struggling with high public debt and a lack of policy instruments to deal with declining growth. The only way out for these countries in crisis is through the process of "internal devaluation" implemented through structural reforms. In crisis conditions, people may indeed accept structural reforms. But, then again, they may not, particularly if the costs of persevering are considered too great and those that could help ease the pain are unwilling to do so.
It is similar to a situation in which architects have designed a beautiful new addition. The renovations are nearly completed — except, say, for the roof. Winter has arrived, and there is a dispute over who will pay the costs of completing the renovations.
Shouldn't there have been an agreement on the nature of the job and the terms of payment before ground was broken? Who do we hold accountable for the disruption that has already occurred and for the greater disruption that might yet come?
The challenge now is to build the institutions that are required to better spread risk and facilitate adjustment. But institution building within sovereign states is a lengthy process, requiring political consensus. Building trans-national institutions that bind independent, sovereign states in a crisis – "not letting a crisis go to waste," as Rahm Emanuel observed – is even more challenging. It requires a shared vision of the future and a modicum of trust. And, as Eichengreen argues, Europe's problem now is a lack of trust.


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The Weeknd calls Grammys 'corrupt'
Los Angeles, Nov 25 (IANS) The Weeknd has called the Grammy Awards corrupt after the singer was overlooked for nomination in even one category this year.
The three-time Grammy winner took to social media to criticise the Recording Academy after he was snubbed despite having the successful album "After Hours". He had also topped the Billboard Hot 100 chart with "Blinding lights" and "Heartless".
"The Grammys remain corrupt. You owe me, my fans and the industry transparency…," he wrote on social media.
The singer was referencing the process by which nominations are picked, which continues to be a well-guarded process with hidden identities of the people on the committees that select the nominees.
Recording Academy chief Harvey Mason, jr. has responded to his claims, reports variety.com.
"Congratulations to today's Grammy nominees, who have earned their peers' recognition for their incredible work. There were a record number of submissions in this unusual and competitive year," he said.
He continued: "We understand that The Weeknd is disappointed at not being nominated. I was surprised and can empathise with what he's feeling. His music this year was excellent, and his contributions to the music community and broader world are worthy of everyone's admiration. We were thrilled when we found out he would be performing at the upcoming Super Bowl and we would have loved to have him also perform on the Grammy stage the weekend before."
"Unfortunately, every year, there are fewer nominations than the number of deserving artists. But as the only peer-voted music award, we will continue to recognise and celebrate excellence in music while shining a light on the many amazing artists that make up our global community. To be clear, voting in all categories ended well before The Weeknd's performance at the Super Bowl was announced, so in no way could it have affected the nomination process," he added.
"All Grammy nominees are recognised by the voting body for their excellence and we congratulate them all," he concluded.
The Weeknd's absence from the Grammy nominations is being termed as the biggest snub in recent history.
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Jade Wilcoxson née le  à Colorado Springs, est une coureuse cycliste américaine.

Palmarès sur route
 2011
 Sea Otter Classic
 2012
 Tour of Elk Grove
 Joe Martin Stage Race
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  et  étapes de Tour of Elk Grove
  du Sunny King Criterium
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 2013
  Championne des États-Unis de poursuite

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 2013
  de la poursuite par équipes au GP de Los Angeles

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 2013
  du championnat des États-Unis de cyclo-cross
  aux championnats du monde

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Chevening Alumni chosen for BBC World Service placements
Programme team – UK
Chevening Secretariat
12 Chevening Alumni have been selected to do placements in different departments of the BBC World Service, a highly respected British institution, over a period of four months from September.
The selected scholars will complete the BBC World Service Group Professional Placement Programme at the end of their master's course as part of Chevening's partnership with the world-famous broadcaster.
Applications opened earlier this year for Chevening Scholars who have worked as a journalist for two or more years, or will have recently completed a master's degree in journalism at a UK university.
Depending on their skills and interests, successful applicants are placed in one of a number of areas of World Service Group activity, with access to BBC training, as well as mentorship opportunities with current staff.
To see what 2015/2016 scholars did whilst on placement last year, take a look at their #MyCheveningJourno blog for stories and videos about life at the BBC.
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Our selected 2017 Chevening BBC World Service interns are:
Ritwika Mitra, India, University of Birmingham, 100 Women
Anna Kosinskaya, Russia, City University, Russian Service
Rebecca Tsotoo Kwei, Ghana, Cardiff University, African Service
Tah Peter Fomonyuy, Cameroon, Cardiff University, Newsday
Marwa Othman, Egypt, Goldsmiths, University of London, Arabic Service
Pooja Chhabria, India, Goldsmiths, University of London, DigiHub
Jose Luis Peñarredonda, Colombia, King's College London, Future
Abdullah Hawez, Iraq, King's College London, News Online
Biénne Huisman, South Africa, Royal Holloway, University of London, The Arts Hour
Da Young Lee, South Korea, SOAS, Outside Source
Arjun Chatterjee, India, University of Sussex, HARDtalk
Ivana Kostovska, Macedonia, University of Westminster, The Forum/Solutions-Focused Journalism


This judgment panel was made for the justice hall of the Bruges city hall. It was meant to remind the magistrate of his duty towards justice.
A golden ray connects Christ's right eye with the chosen ones, who under a flourish of trumpets enter paradise. At the same time in his left hand he carries the traditional sword of just judgment. In addition to Mary and John the Baptist, who are seated on each side of Christ as usual spokesmen, one can recognise various saints amongst the blessed. The resurrected chosen ones are conducted by an angel clothed in white in long rows to the gates of paradise, while the blessed arrive by boat in large numbers. Although Provoost remains relatively true to the text of Revelations, he permits a certain number of freedoms. Thus, he has depicted various gates of Heaven and Hell has more than one entrance as well.
The flight of the wretched is symbolised by a wagon with fallen souls, surrounded by monstrous figures that are clearly inspired by Jheronimus Bosch. In 1550, Pieter Pourbus, on assignment by the city management, painted the Hell tableau over. Only in 1956, four hundred years later, was this over-painting removed.