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The Hermit of Far End
Contents: Prologue Chapter I. A Morning Adventure Chapter II. The Passing of Patrick Lovell Chapter III. A Sheaf of Memories Chapter IV. Elisabeth--And Her Son Chapter V. The Man in the Train Chapter VI. The Skeleton in Selwyn's Cupboard Chapter VII. Trespass Chapter VIII. The Unwilling Host Chapter IX. The Hermit's Shell Chapter X. A Meeting at Rose Cottage Chapter XI. Two on an Island Chapter XII. A Revoke Chapter XIII. Disillusion Chapter XIV. Elisabeth Intervenes Chapter XV. The Name of Durward Chapter XVI. The Flight Chapter XVII. They Who Pursued Chapter XVIII. The Revelation of the Night Chapter XIX. The Journey's End Chapter XX. The Second Best Chapter XXI. The Pitiless Altar Chapter XXII. Love's Sacrament Chapter XXIII. A Summer Idyll Chapter XXIV. Patches of Blue Chapter XXV. The Cut Direct Chapter XXVI. A Midnight Visitor Chapter XXVII. J'accuse! Chapter XXVIII. Red Ruin Chapter XXIX. Divers Opinions Chapter XXX. Defeat Chapter XXXI. The Furnace Chapter XXXII. On Crabtree Moor Chapter XXXIII. Over the Mountains Chapter XXXIV. The Triumph of Love Chapter XXXV. Out of the Night Chapter XXXVI. "from Sudden Death----" Chapter XXXVII. The Reckoning Chapter XXXVIII. Vindication Chapter XXXIX. Harvest
Author: Margaret Pedler
Chapter XI. Two on an Island
Sara's conviction that Garth Trent would not be easily turned from any decision that he might take had been confirmed very emphatically over the matter of Black Brady.
Notwithstanding the fact that the man's story of his wife's illness proved to be perfectly genuine, Trent persisted that he must take his punishment, and all that Sara could do by way of mitigation was to promise Brady that she would pay the amount of any fine which might be imposed.
Brady, however, was not optimistic.
"There'll be no opshun of a fine, miss," he told her. "I've a-been up before the gen'lemen too many times"—grinning. "But if so be you'd give an eye to Bessie here, whiles I'm in quod, I'd take it very kind of you."
His forecast summed up the situation with lamentable accuracy. No option of a fine was given, and during the brief space that the prison doors closed upon him, Sara saw to the welfare of his invalid wife, thereby winning the undying devotion of Black Brady's curiously composite soul.
When he again found himself at liberty, she induced the frankly unwilling proprietor of the Cliff Hotel—the only hotel of any pretension to which Monkshaven could lay claim—to take him into his employment as an odd-job man. How she accomplished this feat it is impossible to say, but the fact remains that she did accomplish it, and perhaps Jane Crab delved to the root of the matter in the terse comment which the circumstances elicited from her: "Miss Tennant has a way with her that 'ud make they stone sphinxes gallop round the desert if so be she'd a mind they should."
Apparently, however, the sphinx of Far End was compounded of even more adamantine substance than his feminine prototype, for he exhibited a mulish aversion to budging an inch—much less galloping—in the direction Sara had indicated as desirable.
The two quarreled vehemently over the matter, and a glacial atmosphere of hostility prevailed between them during the period of Black Brady's incarceration.
Garth, undeniably the victor, was the first to open peace negotiations, and a few days subsequent to Brady's release from prison, he waylaid Sara in the town.
She was preoccupied with numerous small, unnecessary commissions to be executed for Mrs. Selwyn at half-a-dozen different shops, and she would have passed him by with a frosty little bow had he not halted in front of her and deliberately held out his hand.
"Good-morning!" he said, blithely disregarding the coolness of his reception. "Am I still in disgrace? Brady's been restored to the bosom of his family for at least five days now, you know."
Overhead, the sun was shining gloriously in an azure sky flecked with little bunchy white clouds like floating pieces of cotton-wool, while an April breeze, fragrant of budding leaf and blossom, rollicked up the street. It seemed almost as though the frolicsome atmosphere of spring had permeated even the shell of the hermit and got into his system, for there was something incorrigibly boyish and youthful about him this morning. His cheerful smile was infectious.
"Can't I be restored, too?" he asked
"Restored to what?" asked Sara, trying to resist the contagion of his good humour.
"Oh, well"—a faint shadow dimmed the sparkle in his eyes—"to the same old place I held before our squabble over Brady—just friends, Sara."
For a moment she hesitated. He had pitted his will against hers and won, hands down, and she felt distinctly resentful. But she knew that in a strange, unforeseen way their quarrel had hurt her inexplicably. She had hated meeting the cool, aloof expression of his eyes, and now, urged by some emotion of which she was, as yet, only dimly conscious, she capitulated.
"That's good," he said contentedly. "And you might just as well give in now as later," he added, smiling.
"All the same," she protested, "you're a bully."
"I know I am—I glory in it! But now, just to show that you really do mean to be friends again, will you let me row you across to Devil's Hood Island this afternoon? You told me once that you wanted to go there."
Sara considered the proposition for a moment, then nodded consent.
"Yes, I'll come," she said, "I should like to."
Devil's Hood Island was a chip off the mainland which had managed to keep its head above water when the gradually encroaching sea had stolen yet another mile from the coast. Sandy dunes, patched here and there with clumps of coarse, straggling rushes, sloped upward from the rock-strewn shore to a big crag that crowned its further side—a curious natural formation which had given the island its name.
It was shaped like a great overhanging hood, out of which, crudely suggested by the configuration of the rock, peered a diabolical face, weather-worn to the smoothness of polished marble.
April was still doing her best to please, with blue skies and soft fragrant airs, when Garth gave a final push-off to the /Betsy Anne/, and bent to his oars as she skimmed out over the top of the waves with her nose towards Devil's Hood Island.
Sara, comfortably ensconced amid a nest of cushions in the stern of the boat, pointed to a square-shaped basket of quite considerable dimensions, tucked away beneath one of the seats.
"What's that?" she asked curiously.
Trent's eyes followed the direction of her glance.
"That? Oh, that's our tea. You didn't imagine I was going to starve you, did you? I think we shall find that Mrs. Judson has provided all we want."
Sara laughed across at him.
"What a thoughtful man you are!" she said gaily. "Fancy a hermit remembering a woman's crucial need of tea."
"Don't credit me with too much self-effacement!" he grinned. "I enjoyed the last occasion when you were my guest, so I'm repeating the prescription."
"Still, even deducting for the selfish motive, you're progressing," she answered. "I see you developing into quite an ornament to society in course of time."
"God forbid!" he ejaculated piously.
Sara looked entertained.
"Apparently your ambitions don't lie in that direction?" she rallied him.
"There is no question of such a catastrophe occurring. I've told you that society—as such—and I have finished with each other."
His face clouded over, and for a while he sculled in silence, driving the /Betsy Anne/ through the blue water with strong, steady strokes.
Sara was vividly conscious of the suggestion of supple strength conveyed by the rippling play of muscle beneath the white skin of his arms, bared to the elbow, and by the pliant swing of his body to each sure, rhythmical stroke.
She recollected that one of her earliest impressions concerning him had been of the sheer force of the man—the lithe, flexible strength like that of tempered steel—and she wondered whether this were entirely due to his magnificent physique or owed its impulse, in part, to some mental quality in him. Her eyes travelled reflectively to the lean, square-jawed face, with its sensitive, bitter-looking mouth and its fine modeling of brow and temple, as though seeking there the answer to her questionings, and with a sudden, intuitive instinct of reliance, she felt that behind all his cynicism and surface hardness, there lay a quiet, sure strength of soul that would not fail whoever trusted it.
Yet he always spoke as though in some way his life had been a failure —as though he had met, and been defeated, by a shrewd blow of fate.
Sara found it difficult to associate the words failure and defeat with her knowledge of his dominating personality and force of will, and the natural curiosity which had been aroused in her mind by his strange mode of life, with its deliberate isolation, and by the aroma of mystery which seemed to cling about him, deepened.
Her brows drew together in a puzzled frown, as she inwardly sought for some explanation of the many inconsistencies she had encountered even in the short time that she had known him.
His abrupt alterations from reticence to unreserved; his avowed dislike of women and the contradictory enjoyment which he seemed to find in her society; his love of music and of beautiful surroundings— alike indicative of a cultivated appreciation and experience of the good things of this world—and the solitary, hermit-like existence which he yet chose to lead—all these incongruities of temperament and habit wove themselves into an enigma which she found impossible to solve.
"Here we are!"
Garth's voice recalled her abruptly from her musings to find that the /Betsy Anne/ was swaying gently alongside a little wooden landingstage.
"But how civilized!" she exclaimed. "One does not expect to find a jetty on a desert-island."
Trent laughed grimly.
"Devil's Hood is far from being a desert island in the summer, when the tourists come this way. They swarm over it."
Whilst he was speaking, he had made fast the painter, and he now stepped out on to the landing-stage. Sara prepared to follow him. For a moment she stood poised with one foot on the gunwale of the boat, then, as an incoming wave drove the little skiff suddenly against the wooden supports of the jetty, she staggered, lost her balance, and toppled helplessly backward.
But even as she fell, Garth's arms closed round her like steel bars, and she felt herself lifted clean up from the rocking boat on to the landing-stage. For an instant she knew that she rested a dead weight against his breast; then he placed her very gently on her feet.
"All right?" he queried, steadying her with his hand beneath her arm. "That was a near shave."
His queer hazel eyes were curiously bright, and Sara, meeting their gaze, felt her face flame scarlet.
"Quite, thanks," she said a little breathlessly, adding: "You must be very strong."
She moved her arm as though trying to free it from his clasp, and he released it instantly. But his face was rather white as he knelt down to lift out the tea-basket, and he, too, was breathing quickly.
Somewhat silently they made their way up the sandy slope that stretched ahead of them, and presently, as they mounted the last rise, the malignant, distorted face beneath the Devil's Hood leaped into view, granite-grey and menacing against the young blue of the April sky.
"What a perfectly horrible head!" exclaimed Sara, gazing at it aghast. "It's like a nightmare of some kind."
"Yes, it's not pretty," admitted Garth. "The mouth has a sort of malevolent leer, hasn't it?"
"It has, indeed. One can hardly believe that it is just a natural formation."
"It's always a hotly debated point whether the devil and his hood are purely the work of nature or not. My own impression is that to a certain extent they are, but that someone—centuries ago—being struck by the resemblance of the rock to a human face, added a few touches to complete the picture."
"Well, whoever did it must have had a bizarre imagination to perpetuate such a thing."
"The handiwork—if handiwork it is—is attributed to Friar Anselmo— the Spanish monk who broke his vows and escaped to Monkshaven, you know."
Sara looked interested.
"No, I don't know," she said. "Tell me about him. He sounds quite exciting."
"You don't meant to say no one has enlightened you as to the gentleman whose exploit gave the town its name of Monkshaven?"
"No. I'm afraid my education as far as local history is concerned has been shamefully neglected. Do make good the deficiencies"—smiling.
Garth laughed a little.
"Very well, I will. I always have a kind of fellow-feeling for Friar Anselmo. But I propose we investigate the tea-basket first."
They established themselves beneath the shelter of a big boulder, Garth first spreading a rug which he had brought from the boat for Sara to sit on. Then he unstrapped the tea-basket, and it became evident either that Mrs. Judson had a genius for assembling together the most fascinating little cakes and savoury sandwiches, accompanied by fragrant tea, hot from a thermos flask, or else that she had acted under instructions from some one to whom the cult of afternoon tea as sublimated by Rumpelmayer was not an unknown quantity. Sara, sipping her tea luxuriously, decided in favour of the latter explanation.
"For a confirmed misogynist," she observed later on, when, the feast over, he was repacking the basket, "you have a very complete understanding of a woman's weakness for tea."
"It's a case of cause and effect. A misogynist"—caustically—"is the product of a very complete understanding of most feminine weaknesses."
Sara's slender figure tautened a little.
"Do you think," she said, speaking a little indignantly, "that it is quite nice of you to invite me out to a picnic and then to launch remarks of that description at my head?"
"No, I don't," he acknowledged bluntly. "It's making you pay some one else's bill." His lean brown hand closed suddenly over hers. "Forgive me, Sara!"
The abrupt intensity of his manner was out of all proportion to the merely surface friction of the moment; and Sara, sensing something deeper and of more significance behind it, hurriedly switched the conversation into a less personal channel.
"Very well," she said lightly, disengaging her hand. "I'll forgive you, and you shall tell me about Friar Anselmo." She lifted her eyes to the leering, sinister face that protruded from the Devil's Hood. "As, presumably, from his choice of a profession, he, too, had no love for women, you ought to enjoy telling his story," she added maliciously.
Garth's eyes twinkled.
"As a matter of fact, it was love o' women that was Anselmo's undoing," he said. "In spite of his vows, he fell in love—with a very beautiful Spanish lady, and to make matters worse, if that were possible, the lady was possessed of a typically jealous Spanish husband, who, on discovering how the land lay, killed his wife, and would have killed Anselmo as well, but that he escaped to England. The vessel on which he sailed was wrecked at the foot of what has been called, ever since, the Monk's Cliff; but Anselmo himself succeeded in swimming ashore, and spent the remainder of his life at Monkshaven, doing penance for the mistakes of his earlier days."
"He chose a charming place to repent in," said Sara, her eyes wandering to the distant bay, where the quaint little town straggled picturesquely up the hill that sloped away from the coast.
"Yes," responded Garth slowly, "it's not a bad place—to repent in. . . . It would be a better place still—to love and be happy in."
There was a brooding melancholy in his tones, and Sara, hearing it, spoke very gently.
"I hope you will find it—like that," she said.
"I?" He laughed hardly. "No! Those gifts of the gods are not for such as I. The husks are my portion. If it were not so"—his voice deepened to a sudden urgent note that moved her strangely—"if it were not so—"
As though in spite of himself, his arms moved gropingly towards her. Then, with a muttered exclamation, he turned away and sprang hastily to his feet.
"Let us go back," he said abruptly, and Sara, shaken by his vehemence, rose obediently, and they began to retrace their steps.
It had grown much colder. The sun hung low in the horizon, and the deceptive warmth of mid-afternoon had given place to the chill dampness in the atmosphere. Half unconsciously, feeling that the time must have slipped away more rapidly than she had suspected, Sara quickened her steps, Garth striding silently at her side. Presently the little wooden jetty came into view once more. It bore a curiously bare, deserted aspect, the waves riding and falling sluggishly on either side of its black, tarred planking, Sara stared at it incredulously, then an exclamation of sheer dismay burst from her lips.
"The boat! Look! It's gone!"
"/Gone?/" Garth's eyes sought the landing-stage, then swept the vista of grey-water ahead of them.
"/Damn!/" he ejaculated forcibly. "She's got adrift!"
A brown speck, bobbing maddeningly up and down in the distance and momentarily drifting further and further out to sea on the ebbing tide, was all that could be seen of the /Betsy Anne/.
An involuntary chuckle broke from Sara.
"Marooned!" she exclaimed. "How amusing!"
"Amusing?" Trent looked at her with a concerned expression. "It might be, if it were eleven o'clock in the morning. But it's the wrong end of the day. It will be dark before long." He paused, then asked swiftly: "Does any one at Sunnyside know where you are this afternoon?"
"No. The doctor and Molly were both out to lunch—and you know we only planned this trip this morning. I haven't seen them since. Why do you ask?"
"Because, if they know, they'd send over in search of us if we didn't turn up in the course of the next hour or so. But if they don't know where you are, we stand an excellent chance of spending the night here."
The gravity of what had first struck her as merely an amusing /contretemps/ suddenly presented itself to Sara.
"Oh!—!" She drew her breath in sharply. "What—what on earth shall we do?"
"Do?" Garth spoke with grim force. "Why, you must be got off the island somehow. If not, you're fair game for every venomous tongue in the town."
"Would any one hear us from the shore if we shouted?" she suggested.
"No. The sound would carry in the opposite direction to-day."
"Then what /can/ we do?"
By this time the manifest anxiety in Trent's face was reflected in her own. The possibility that they might be compelled to spend the night on Devil's Hood Island was not one that could be contemplated with equanimity, for Sara had no illusions whatever as to the charitableness of the view the world at large would take of such an episode—however accidental its occurrence. Unfortunately, essential innocence is frequently but a poor tool wherewith to scotch a scandal.
"There is only one thing to be done," said Garth at last, after fruitlessly scanning the waters for any stray fishing-boat that might be passing. "I must swim across, and then row back and take you off."
"Swim across?" Sara regarded the distance between the island and the shore with consternation. "You couldn't possibly do it. It's too far."
"Just under a mile."
"But you would have the tide against you," she urged. The current off the coast ran with dangerous rapidity between the mainland and the island, and more than one strong swimmer, as Sara knew, had lost his life struggling against it.
She looked across to the further shore again, and all at once it seemed impossible to let Garth make the attempt.
"No! no! You can't go!" she exclaimed.
"You wouldn't be nervous at being alone here?" he asked doubtfully.
She stamped her foot.
"No! Of course not! But—oh! Don't you see? It's madness to think of swimming across with the tide against you! You could never do it. You might get cramp—Oh! Anything might happen! You shan't go!"
She caught his arm impetuously, her eyes dilating with the sudden terror that had laid hold of her. But he was obdurate.
"Look there," he said, pointing to a faint haze thickening the atmosphere. "Do you see the mist coming up? Very soon it will be all over us, like a blanket, and there'd be no possibility of swimming across at all. I must go at once."
"But that only adds to the danger," she argued desperately. "The fog may come down sooner than you expect, and then you'd lose your bearings altogether."
"I must risk that," he answered grimly. "Don't you realize that it's impossible—/impossible/ for us to remain here?"
"No, I don't," she returned stubbornly. "It isn't worth such a frightful risk. Some one is sure to look for us eventually."
" 'Eventually' might mean to-morrow morning"—drily—"and that would be just twelve hours too late. It's worth the risk fifty times over."
"It's not!"—passionately. "Do you suppose I care two straws for the gossip of a parcel of spiteful old women?"
"Not at the moment, perhaps, but later you wouldn't be able to help it. What people think of you, what they say of you, can make all the difference between heaven and hell." He spoke heavily, as though his words were weighted with some deadening memory. "And do you think I could bear to feel that I—/I/ had given people a handle for gossiping about you? I'd cut their tongues out first!" he added savagely.
He stripped off his coat, and, sitting down on a rock, began removing his boots, while Sara stood watching him in silence with big, sombre eyes.
Presently he stood up, bareheaded and barefooted. Below the lean, tanned face the column of his throat showed white as a woman's, while the thin silk of his vest revealed the powerful line of shoulder at its base. His keen eyes were gazing steadily across to the opposite shore, as though measuring the distance he must traverse, and as a chance shaft from the westering sun rested upon him, investing him momentarily in its radiance, there seemed something rather splendid about him—something very sure and steadfast and utterly without fear.
A sharp cry broke from Sara.
"Garth! Garth!"—his name sprang to her lips spontaneously. "You mustn't go! You mustn't go! . . ."
He wheeled round, and at the sight of her white, strained face a sudden light leapt into his eyes—the light of a great incredulity with, back of it, an unutterable hope and longing. In two strides he was at her side, his hands gripping her shoulders.
"Why, Sara?—God in heaven!"—the words came hurrying from him, hoarse and uneven—"I believe you care!"
For an instant he hesitated, seeming to hold himself in check, then he caught her in his arms, kissing her fiercely on eyes and lips and throat.
"My dear! . . . Oh! My dear! . . ."
She could hear the broken words stammered through his hurried breathing as she lay unresistingly in his arms; then she felt him put her from him, gently, decisively, and she stood alone, swaying slightly. A long shuddering sigh ran through her body.
"Garth!"
She never knew whether the word really passed her lips or whether it was only the cry of her inmost being, so importunate, so urgent that it seemed to take on actual sound.
There came no answer. He was gone, and through the light veil of the encroaching mists she could see him shearing his way through the leaden-coloured sea.
She remained motionless, her eyes straining after him. He was swimming easily, with a powerful overhand stroke that carried him swiftly away from the shore. A little sigh of relaxed tension fluttered between her lips. At least, he was a magnificent swimmer—he had that much in his favour.
Then her glance spanned the channel to the further shore, and it seemed as though an interminable waste of water stretched between. And all the time, at every stroke, that mad, racing current was pulling against him, fighting for possession of the strong, sinewy body battling against it.
She beat her hands together in an agony of fear. Why had she let him go? What did it matter if people talked—what was a tarnished reputation to set against a man's life? Oh! She had been mad to let him go!
The fog grew denser. Strain as she might, she could no longer see the dark head above the water, the rise and fall of his arm like a white flail in the murky light, and she realized that should exhaustion overtake him, or the swift-running current beat him, drawing him under —she would not even know?
A sickening sense of bitter impotence assailed her. There was nothing she could do but wait—wait helplessly until either his return, or endless hours of solitude, told her whether he had won or lost the fight against that grey, hungry waste of water. A strangled sob burst from her throat.
"Oh, God! Let him come back to me! Let him come back!"
The creak of straining rowlocks and the even plash of dripping oars, muffled by the numbing curtain of the fog, broke through the silence. Then followed the gentle thudding noise of a boat as it bumped against the jetty and a voice—Garth's voice—calling.
She rose from the ground where she had flung herself and came to him, peering at him with eyes that looked like two dark stains in the whiteness of her face.
"I though you were dead," she said dully. "Drowned. I mean—oh, of course, it's the same thing, isn't it?" And she laughed, the shrill, choking laughter of overwrought nerves.
Garth observed her narrowly.
"No, I've very much alive, thanks," he said, speaking in deliberately cheerful and commonplace accents. "But you look half frozen. Why on earth didn't you put the rug round you? Get into the boat and let me tuck you up."
She obeyed passively, and in a few minutes they were slipping over the water as rapidly as the mist permitted.
Sara was very silent throughout the return journey. For hours, for an eternity it seemed, she had been in the grip of a consuming terror, culminating at last in the conviction that Garth had failed to make the further shore. And now, with the knowledge of his safety, the reaction from the tension of acute anxiety left her utterly flaccid and exhausted, incapable of anything more than a half-stunned acceptance of the miracle.
When at last the Selwyns' house was reached, it was with a manifest effort that she roused herself sufficiently to answer Garth's quiet apology for the misadventure of the afternoon.
"If it was your fault that we got stranded on the island," she said, summoning up rather a wan smile, "it is, at all events, thanks to you that I shall be sleeping under a respectable roof, instead of scandalizing half the neighbourhood!" She paused, then went on uncertainly: " 'Thank you' seems ludicrously inadequate for all you've done—"
"I've done nothing," he interrupted brusquely.
"You risked your life—"
An impatient exclamation broke from him.
"And if I did? I risked something of no value, I assure you—to myself, or any one else."
Then he added practically—
"Get Jane Crab to give you some hot soup and go to bed. You look absolutely done."
Sara nodded, smiling more naturally.
"I will," she said. "Good-night, then." She held out her hand a little nervously.
He took it, holding it closely in his, and looking down at her with the strange expression of a man who strives to impress upon his mind the picture of a face he may not see again, so that in a lonely future he shall find comfort in remembering.
"Good-bye!" he said, at last, very gravely. Then a queer little smile, half-bitter, half-tender, curving his lips, he added: "I shall always have this one day for which to thank whatever gods there be."
Title: The Hermit of Far End
Chicago: Margaret Pedler, "Chapter XI. Two on an Island," The Hermit of Far End, ed. Macaulay, G. C. (George Campbell), 1852-1915 and trans. Evans, Sebastian in The Hermit of Far End Original Sources, accessed January 27, 2023, http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=8N4NYNAGN1TM8RW.
MLA: Pedler, Margaret. "Chapter XI. Two on an Island." The Hermit of Far End, edited by Macaulay, G. C. (George Campbell), 1852-1915, and translated by Evans, Sebastian, in The Hermit of Far End, Original Sources. 27 Jan. 2023. http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=8N4NYNAGN1TM8RW.
Harvard: Pedler, M, 'Chapter XI. Two on an Island' in The Hermit of Far End, ed. and trans. . cited in , The Hermit of Far End. Original Sources, retrieved 27 January 2023, from http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=8N4NYNAGN1TM8RW.


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THE VOICE OF THE IGNORANT?: Boosie Badazz Claims People Tell Him He's Their Voice – "I'm Making A Difference"
Chile, unfortunately one thing here is true. Sadly, there are many people who have the same ignorant views as Ms Bussy with her Badazz, which is why you see many defending him when he's dead wrong. This may be a part of the reason Boosie claims he has been approached by people thanking him for not letting "nobody silence" him and being their "voice" as he puts it.
There are artists who buckle after being pressured by social media and then there is Boosie Badazz. The rapper's often colorful and uninformed commentary has repeatedly gone viral as his unfiltered perspectives, often times discussing what's apparently his favorite topic (anything LGBTQ related) caused quite a bit of social media debate. Of course, not everyone agrees with his takes, and his most recent backlash came from his back and forth trolling with Lil Nas X.
Boosie squared off against critics after he tweeted for Lil Nas X to take his own life, in addition to calling him the f-word for trolling him back after months of disrespect from the "Wipe Me Down" rapper. In a recent, brief video shared online, Boosie seemed encouraged by interactions he recently had with fans.
According to Boosie, he was out and about, minding his business when he was approached by several people who praised him for speaking his truth.
"I was out making groceries, eight different people came up to me and told me man, you the voice I ain't got, bruh," said Boosie. "Eight different people told me man, don't let nobody silence you, bruh. You all we got, bruh. Eight different people just told me that in three hours. Like, man, sh*t crazy, man."
"About four women and four dudes said the exact same thing," the rapper continued. "I'm making a difference."
Honestly, Boosie is a voice for some. He's the text book definition of an ignorant closed minded stereotype in our community. The type that will disregard the fact that he's disrespecting and talking down on another black man, because apparently not having the same sexual preference eliminates the need for basic human respect. Everyone has the right to their own opinion, beliefs, and choices…but everyone also deserves respect. Watch Boosie's video below and let us know if you agree with those eight people.
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Q: Define position for SCNNode I create the SCNBox based on the SCNVector3. But I don't understand the concept of the creation.
For 2D rectangle, the x and y represent the rectangle top right corner.
For ARKit 3D SCNBox, what is the x, y and z represent for? Is that represent the center of the SCNBox?

A: When you're setting position of your SCNNode, you're initializating SCNVector3 which describing node's position.
You have to define position of node's center point in relation to the position of the parent (center point is not necessarily in the center of your custom node, but if you have basic nodes with geometry like SCNBox or SCNSphere, center point is in the center)
A simple example can be adding node with geometry SCNBox to rootNode of sceneView's scene which you get when you in Xcode create new Augmented Reality App.
let cube = SCNBox(width: 0.1, height: 0.1, length: 0.1, chamferRadius: 0)
let material = SCNMaterial()
material.diffuse.contents = UIColor.red
cube.materials = [material]
let node = SCNNode()
node.position = SCNVector3(x: 0, y: 0, z: -0.5)
node.geometry = cube
sceneView.scene.rootNode.addChildNode(node)

As you can see, to initialize SCNVector3 you have to define x, y and z positions of node's center point. Note that units are in meters.
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Category: NFL cheerleaders in pantyhose
Underwood underwhelms as usual on SNF
September 18, 2017 November 25, 2017 ActSensuous
I fall for it and I call for it every year.
At the start of each new NFL season, I hold out hope that this will be the year when country singer Carrie Underwood shows just a little professionalism and class, and wears sheer nude pantyhose when performing the Sunday Night Football opening theme song.
I know what you're thinking: "Silly girl, Robin." I know, I know.
No matter how bright and shiny her outfit, or lavish the set, ever since the 2013 SNF season when Carrie Underwouldn't took the handoff from Faith Hill, she's fumbled the ball, rushing for negative yardage on stage with those pasty-white "bear" legs of hers. And every year, I call her on it.
Loser!
In this era when the NFL increasing is losing audience and rating shares among the coveted demographics (ages 18-49), it's clear there's a real disconnect with fans. And the numbers, as reported by the likes of Forbes.com, USA Today and NYPost.com, should be alarming to the NFL in general, and SNF in particular.
Around this time last year, Forbes.com contributor Brandon Katz, wrote:
"NBC's Sunday Night Football was down yet again in viewership, drawing in 16.8 million and scoring a 6.19/19 rating in the advertiser friendly 18-49 demo. The numbers mark a season low for SNF, and the show's 11.0 overnight rating is the lowest since 2007 (ouch)."
Why is the NFL seemingly becoming less popular each year? Can anyone say ex-San Francisco 49ers quarterback Colin Kaepernick's National Anthem protest (moron)? How about the whole gangsta image many of its players and marketers want to emulate? Could it be the fact that so many ex-players are dying in their 50s?
How about the incredible greed of the owners? Want to go to a game with friends or family? You might have to take out a small loan, or (maybe even more expensive) sign up for DirecTV's NFL Sunday Ticket.
What does the NFL say is the reason viewers aren't turning out in the numbers expected? It's because fans increasingly are turning to digital streaming instead of watching on TV. Oh, and in the case of last weekend's opening of the 2017-18 NFL season, it was because of Hurricane Irma. (That's actually the case, as I lost power here and wasn't able to tune in, which also explains why this post is being published now after the second SNF game.)
Not since actor Peter Finch (playing a news anchor in the 1976 Academy Award winning movie, Network) advised viewers of his station's evening news program to stick their heads out of windows and yell: "I'm mad as hell and I'm not going to take this anymore," has there been such outrage over sports TV programming.
But, c'mon now … we all know the real reason why the NFL in general and SNF in particular are seeing their rating numbers plummet, don't we?
Carrie Underwood, gallivanting across the stage and street venues in her signature bare legs, greets Pittsburgh Steelers wide receiver Antonio Brown in a scene from the Sunday Night Football opening theme show, which debuted on Sept. 10, 2017.
Here's the deal, SNF: No one wants to see Carrie Underdressed prancing around with those unsightly bear legs like she's all that (she ain't) during your opening theme production. If that's all she's got, I'd rather watch Bozo the Clown perform the theme song.
What's with this relationship between SNF and Carrie Undercovered? Can't they cut her? Is she really the best they can find? She isn't professional, and she has no class. Well, maybe she's paying them!
As I've written before, every other notable pop singer performing today on stages of all sizes and venues, wears sheer nude or suntan pantyhose for the occasion. I've mentioned these ladies many times in the past here, and given you reasons why they could and should replace Carrie Underhanded.
This time (just to make sure I'm on point here) I launched on sites such as billboard.com, YouTube and thetoptens.com a search of today's top female singers/performers, and they all listed the usual suspects, although each site and others like them had the same artists ranked in different orders.
And, yes, the artists are all the ones I've recommended here a million times. This time, let's consider just three performers the producers of SNF could sign as free agents. (They could tell Carrie Underachiever "We just want to go in a different direction.")
Each of these ladies is known to the NFL now, as each has performed the Halftime Shows of the past few Super Bowls, making it all the more obvious a choice for the dopes producing the SNF theme.
Beyonce' performs the Halftime Show of the Super Bowl game on Feb. 3, 2013 at the Mercedes-Benz Superdome in New Orleans, LA.
A veteran singer, songwriter, dancer and actress, Beyoncé already has performed the Halftime Show in two Super Bowls (2013 and 2016), make her an excellent candidate to do the SNF opening theme production.
This highly accomplished artist who rose to fame in the late 1990s is relevant and has an NFL kind of image. She's sold 100 million records as a solo artist, and has won 22 Grammy Awards, so there's no question about her talent and showmanship.
She gets my vote anyway because she is highly professional in always wearing nude or suntan pantyhose, not only on stage, but also when appearing as a guest on TV shows, and often, when she's just out and about.
Singer Katy Perry performs the Halftime Show during the Super Bowl game between the Seattle Seahawks and the New England Patriots on Sunday, Feb. 1, 2015, in Glendale, Ariz. (AP Photo/Michael Conroy)
She made everyone hear her roar during a spectacular, and most-memorable 2015 Super Bowl halftime show, wearing a variety of elegant to cute costumes, complemented, of course, with nude or suntan pantyhose.
In fact, according to wikipedia.org, two days after the halftime show, Guinness World Records announced that Perry's performance garnered 118.5 million viewers in the United States, and became the most watched and highest rated show in Super Bowl history. The viewership was higher than the game itself, which was viewed by an audience of 114.4 million.
The winner of five American Music Awards and 14 People's Choice Awards who kissed a girl and liked it, Perry always delivers powerful and exciting performances. She's got an amazing voice delivers an unforgettable performance, and always sparkles like a firework. Of all musical artists, Perry has been one of the best-dressed on stage and everywhere else. She appears to be dedicated to wearing dresses, always with nude or suntan pantyhose. She clearly would be an upgrade for the SNF opening theme.
Lady Gaga performs during the Super Bowl Halftime Show on Feb. 5, 2017 at NRG Stadium in Houston, Texas. (Photo by Patrick Smith/Getty Images)
Six-time Grammy Award winner, Lady Gaga, performed the 2017 Super Bowl halftime show, attracting 117.5 million viewers and exceeding the game's total of 113.3 viewers. And for her efforts, Gaga received an Emmy nomination.
Sporting a musical style thought to be most comparable to Gwen Stefani and Madonna, and influenced by David Bowie and Michael Jackson, it is estimated that Gaga has sold around 27 million albums and 146 million singles worldwide. And with a fashion sense that seems to be the inspiration of everything from bubble wrap to raw meat, S&M-style leather and stilettos, there's no denying Lady Gaga is the ultimate stage entertainer.
But more than anything, I will always be grateful to Lady Gaga because at the dawning (and during the entire hey-day) of the "bear"-legs movement, she stood as one of the few bright lights in the music entertainment industry, always wearing (sometimes nothing but) nude or suntan pantyhose with everything from the most outlandish outfit to an elegant dress. Yes, there was a time when the only professional entertainer you'd see in pantyhose was Lady Gaga and she likely deserves some of the credit for turning around a younger generation of pantyhose wearers today.
Selena Gomez and an unidentified companion out and about some time somewhere.
With respect: Ariana Grande (the most prolific and consistent wearer of sheer nude or suntan pantyhose in almost every single performance, as well as when she's out and about); Selena Gomez (just slightly behind Ariana in wearing sheer nude or suntan pantyhose when performing and often, sheer black pantyhose, when she's out and about, left); and Taylor Swift (often wears on stage and sometimes when out and about), to me, these ladies, while super talented in their own right, just wouldn't seem credible performing in an NFL spotlight.
Rihanna on stage
Other artists who could be tapped to perform the Sunday Night Football opening theme song would have to include Jennifer Lopez, Christina Aguilera, Rihanna, Adele, Pink, Shakira, Kelly Clarkson, Celine Dion, and Jessie J.
And while I really don't like her, as she appears to have zero class, even Miley Cyrus is likely to wear sheer nude pantyhose if she were signed to perform the SNF opening theme.
Take a poll, NFL. I'll bet viewers in staggering numbers would rather see Beyoncé, Katy Perry or Lady Gaga perform the SNF introduction theme song over Carrie Underperformer.
NFL Cheerleaders
OK, perhaps the bozos over at SNF got a good deal on Carrie Underdone, and they just don't want to pay the bill for the better professional entertainers available out there. Here's an idea then: Have just about any professional singer record a new song, but for the stage show, choose members of the cheerleader squads of the two teams who are competing each Sunday night. They could even interact with some of the different players for that night's matchup.
Los Angeles Chargers cheerleaders (Charger Girls) perform during the first half of an NFL preseason football game against the Seattle Seahawks on Sunday, Aug. 13, 2017, in Carson, Calif. (AP Photo/Mark J. Terrill)
Brilliant, right? I mean all the NFL Cheerleader squads are professional, classy and smart enough to wear nude or suntan pantyhose with their outfits.
What a way that would be to kick off Sunday Night Football. Fred (SNF executive producer Fred Gaudelli), call me. We can work out the fee for my killer idea.
Part II ~ The supervillain
Eric Cartman of South Park
Listen, I'm not saying I hate Carrie Underwood. Wait a minute … Yes, I am! (Say like Eric Cartman of South Park.)
Hate her song, hate her outfits, hate her.
OK, maybe she's a nice enough lady in real life, but here's the deal: I hate it when a female celebrity misses an opportunity to do what's right, what's professional and, ultimately, what's glamorous and feminine.
Disclaimer: Now, if Carrie doesn't wear pantyhose on SNF because Fred and his team don't want her to wear, then that's another story. But I kinda doubt that. I think it's Carrie's responsibility to be the professional and make the decision herself about something as personal as whether to wear pantyhose. No, I'm pretty sure Carrie is the bad guy here.
Carrie Underwood pauses on the red carpet in a gown (with her signature bare legs) ahead of the Grammy Awards earlier this year in Los Angeles, Calif.
I mean in an Internet search it's difficult to find a single picture of her wearing.
She even wore a fabulous red gown and high heel dress sandals with those awful bear legs to attend the Grammy Awards earlier this year. Now, that's one place where professionalism, class and elegance would be called for, but, as usual, she wanted no part of that.
Carrie, Fred, news flash for you here: Pantyhose are back. In a big way. And they're only going to get bigger and bigger. Look around. Pantyhose are on TV, on TV commercials, in the movies, on Broadway, on the runway (saying again for dramatic sinking-in effect) on the RUNWAY, in fashion magazines, and most of all, pantyhose are on almost all female celebrities today (those with brains, professionalism and femininity anyway).
Heck, pantyhose were on Good Morning America who announced in February 2015, "Pantyhose are back."
Yeah, I hate Carrie because she has the chance to be among the shining examples of celebs who are once again embracing pantyhose, but instead, she chooses to be a reminder of the ugliness that was the bear legs culture of practically the entire decade of 2000.
But what can I say? For everything that's good in the world, there's a thing that's bad. Every superhero has an arch enemy. Let's see: Superman has Lex Luther, Batman has the Joker, and Spiderman has the Green Goblin.
Same goes for female superheroes. Wonder Woman, the one character who most stood for everything good, including the virtues of beauty, grace, femininity and what's right in the world, has an opposite. A supervillain.
Who is the evil arch enemy of Wonder Woman? Introducing … Under Woman.
Yes, it's Under Woman who (disguised as Carrie Underwood, a mild-mannered country singer) fights a never-ending battle for taking the road less classy, for always choosing to look masculine because it's easier than making the slightest effort to be more feminine, and for choosing to go bare-legged for all occasions and at all venues.
Part III ~ Carrie earns highest award of her career
As I stated in the first paragraph of this post, season after season since 2013, I had always held out hope that Carrie Understated would finally do the right thing and wear sheer nude pantyhose with her outfits during the SNF opening theme production. But year after year, she has disappointed me.
It is clear to me now that she just isn't ever going to get it. She has dedicated herself to looking like any number of plain females today who want to talk like, act like and, worse, look more like men.
I've had enough of Carrie Undertaker, so recently, I put a call in to an old friend of mine. His name is Oliver B. Griswold, III. You might remember him from a few posts ago about Sarah Jessica Parker. His closest friends call him Griz.
Here's how the conversation went:
Rob: Hey, Griz. It's your old buddy, Robin.
Griz: Who?
Rob: Uhhhhh, you know I run ActSens …
Griz: Yeah, yeah. I'm just messin' with you. I know who you are. You got some nerve calling, after you stole Sarah Jessica Parker from me.
Rob: (Jeez, I thought we'd moved past that.) I know, I know. But remember I promised I'd make it up to you.
Griz: I'm listening … And don't call me Griz. We ain't friends.
Rob: (uh oh) So, I'm just wondering? You still a Chicago Bears fan? What am I thinking? Of course you are …
Griz: Get to the point, girl, I got some porridge on the stove. Heh-heh. What's the matter? I make you nervous or something?
Rob: (well, yeah, actually) No, no, not at all. Hey, you've seen Sunday Night Football, right? You know that (bimbo) uh, country singer, Carrie (Undertalented) Underwood? Annoying little tramp who flaunts her ugly bear legs …
Griz: Wait, when you said that word just now, how are you spelling it?
Rob: You know … b a r e
Griz: Yeah, right. OK, go on. What are you saying here, you are giving me Carrie Underwood?
Rob: Yes, I am officially recommending you make Carrie (Undernourished) Underwood your new client. I mean, she would be …
Griz: Great.
Rob: Precisely. That's what I was about to say.
Griz: I love it. OK, Rob, I'm taking Carrie Underwood on, and I'm taking you off … the menu.
Rob: (gulp) Uh, menu?
Griz: Come on, get a sense of humor, girl. Seriously, this Carrie Underwood is perfect for me. I'm thrilled. Set this up, will ya?
The Grizzly can hardly contain his happiness upon presenting country singer Carrie Underwood the trophy for the 2017 Grizzly Awards during a recent ceremony at an undisclosed auditorium in central Florida.
Rob: Absolutely. So, just to be clear here, my giving you Carrie (Undercooked) Underwood makes us even now, right? We can be friends, now, right?
Griz: Don't push it, Sweetheart. Yeah, yeah, OK, OK, stop whining. Carrie Underwood is as deserving as Stacy London was way back when. She'll make a great new signature client for me.
Rob: Excellent. And, again, to be clear, we're friends now, ri …
OK, then. Well, close enough. So, everything is right in the world again. Now, I can stop hoping and waiting for Carrie Underblunder to come around. She has officially received the 2017 Grizzly Award. Now, she can openly and proudly proclaim to the world she is the new Stacy London. She's officially the face (or legs) of the bear legs franchise.
I'm sure she and the Grizzly will be very happy together. They look happy, don't they? Well, Griz does anyway.
My thanks to Jay Aton, a longtime reader here, for his excellent artwork on a moments notice. You can see more of Jay's work by visiting his website at http://atondigitalart.blogspot.com/
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Fall brings football, and very often, more pantyhose
Are you feeling something in the air these days? That crisp autumn breeze? You know what that means, right?
It's time for some footballlllll.
With new head coaches, new coordinators, new venues, so many new rookies, free agents and traded players looking to make impacts for their teams, this should be another exciting season.
And the Rams are back where they belong in Los Angeles. So all is right and good in the NFL again.
Oh, and one more thing is new …
SNF opening theme song
Yuk: Carrie Underwood's dress looks like bad use of tape on gift wrapping paper.
Yes, the Sunday Night Football opening theme song is new this year (thank God, as I was getting sick of "Waitin' all day for Sunday Night"), but naturally, one thing hasn't changed.
For the third consecutive season now, Carrie Underwoodenhead will be prancing around on stage, this time in a couple of dresses that look like they belong in a sci-fi movie, flashing those bony, pasty white "bear" legs of hers.
And for the third season in a row, I am calling her on it here.
Ahead of Underwearer's debut three seasons ago as the new performer of the SNF intro theme song, an advertisement touted that NBC's Sunday Night Football would feature Carrie Underwood's legs "to drive men nuts."
Hey, men, are you nuts over her legs yet?
Quick quiz:
How are Carrie Underwood and an out-of-work school teacher alike?
No class.
What does Carrie Underwood have in common with Ariana Grande, Beyonce', Jennifer Lopez, Katy Perry, Rhianna and Selena Gomez?
Nothing. Those others have the professionalism, class and elegance to grace their legs with sheer pantyhose on stage.
In what way are Carrie Underwood and singer-actress Cher connected?
"Gypsies, (Carrie Underwood) & Thieves" was a #1 single by Cher in 1971.
Stunning: Professional singer/actress Selena Gomez always looks beautiful, classy and decidedly sexy in pantyhose during her stage performances.
Yes, even young professional entertainers like Selena (among many, many others) have the good sense and class to wear sheer nude pantyhose on stage, yet, veteran performer Carrie Underdressed (who truly needs to wear pantyhose so much more than those younger ones do in the first place) still doesn't get it.
Scary Carrie: In this dress, Carrie Underwouldn't looks like a villain in an old Star Trek movie.
And, as I wrote last season, the fact that SNF is like the biggest money maker for NBC against all other shows (and so is the NFL itself for that matter), it is unfathomable to me that the director or producer of the SNF intro theme song also doesn't have the sense (or the guts) to tell Carrie Underwhelming that she should wear pantyhose.
During the past few years, the NFL has been cracking down on bad behavior by players, drumming into their heads that it is a privilege to play in the league. (Wake up, Colin Kaepernick and Johnny Manziel.) And on Thursday Night Football the other day, LB Brandon Marshall of the Denver Broncos was the only member of his team not to stand during the singing of the National Anthem before the first regular season NFL game between the host Broncos and the Carolina Panthers.
I was hoping head coach Gary Kubiak, or executive vice president of football operations and general manager John Elway would bench Marshall for the duration of the game. It was good to hear that head coach Jeff Fisher of the L.A. Rams would have. He said as much recently. I would have, too. One player isn't bigger than the entire team and organization, and football is not a forum for voicing one's personal, political or social agenda. Marshall might be a good linebacker, but in my mind, he isn't a good team guy, which makes me wonder whether he's not a good guy … period.
Sorry, had to get that out of my system (and it's my blog, and I can say what I wannnnt). But, now, back to what this blog is all about …
The NFL, rightfully so, is image-conscious these days. So what makes Carrie Understated think that she is too good to do the right thing when representing the league and SNF?
I mean 27 out of 32 NFL teams have professional cheerleader squads who wear sheer nude or suntan pantyhose with their uniforms. (The Bears, Browns, Giants, Packers and Steelers don't have cheerleaders.)
Now, that's an entrance: Members of the Minnesota Vikings cheerleaders take the field to open a home preseason game against the LA Rams earlier this month.
In honor of the Rams' move back to Los Angeles, I tried to find a photo of the Rams cheerleaders performing during this year's preseason. I found only one, but it was too small. So instead, here's a high-resolution pic (above) of the Minnesota Vikings cheerleaders ushering in the contest, as the Vikes hosted the Rams in the teams' fourth preseason game Thursday, Sept. 1.
Not so nice: Members of the 1978 LA Rams cheerleaders during a public appearance.
Can you even imagine today's NFL's cheerleaders performing bear-legged?
Check out this photo (left), taken back when I guess there wasn't color film. And weren't pantyhose big in the 1970s?
Heck, today, many college football teams' and even high school football teams' cheerleaders have the professionalism and class to wear sheer pantyhose with their uniforms.
Yet, somehow, Carrie Underminer thinks she is above all that.
By the way, I thought of calling her Carrie Underdog, but Underdog is cute, and besides, even a dog hates bare legs (right).
Sooooo, another season in which I will enjoy Sunday Night Football but skip the intro theme song. Not that doing so will make any difference to anybody, but I can't stand to look at Carrie Underperformer anyway, so at least, I'll feel better.
The Rhodes home
A few seasons ago, I praised some of the female hosts/reporters, and Lindsay Rhodes (left), specifically, for wearing sheer pantyhose during episodes of NFL Network and NFL Total Access.
Then, Rhodes all of a sudden stopped wearing, and I stopped watching.
The other day, I tuned in to those shows again because of the start of the 2016 season and was pleased to see Lindsay wearing again (at least, during the episode I saw, but hopefully, she's back to wearing all the time again.)
Fair ball
What? Major League Baseball teams have cheerleaders now? When did that happen?
Something to cheer about: Members of the Miami Marlins Energy Team rev up the home crowd during a baseball game against the Pittsburgh Pirates earlier this season.
I've been an NFL fan for, I don't know, a hundred years or so, but MLB? Not so much. OK, practically, never. But when I can find nothing to watch on the 250 or so channels I have on DirecTV, occasionally, I'll stop in on a baseball game.
Relief pitcher: A member of the Energy Team prepares to throw T-shirts into the crowd during a recent Marlins game. (AP Photo/Wilfredo Lee)
And because of where I live, I always can get the Miami Marlins, and recently I was shocked (but quite pleased) to see the Energy Team, especially, since the girls all wear pantyhose with their uniforms.
According to the team's website, the Energy Team is a high-vitality male and female squad who perform a unique mix of gymnastics, hip-hop, acrobatics, modern jazz, funk and break dancing to provide excitement and entertainment during Miami Marlins home games and appearances throughout the community.
Additionally, the site states the Energy Team is the only co-ed performance pep squad team in Major League Baseball.
To be sure, I Googled that and found that a few MLB teams have some kind of entertainment squads, but the photos showed that the girls on those teams are all bear-legged. Love that Miami sports organizations always show professionalism and class. Way to go, Energy Team!
Questionable voting
OK, enough about sports. You've read a few times here that I usually decide what I'm going to watch on TV based upon what I believe (hope) is most likely to have pantyhose content in it.
I used to watch Dancing with the Stars, but after a few seasons I could no longer stand seeing professional ballroom dancers strutting around bear-legged. This aint hip-hop, people, it's BALLROOM. Somehow, the DWTS version of ballroom missed the part about professionalism, class and elegance. I haven't watched that ridiculous show since.
About 11 seasons ago, I started and am still watching America's Got Talent even though the judges can be quite annoying, as their egos are so huge, they try to make the show mostly about themselves. Nevertheless, I always liked and miss the old variety shows that were big (I hear) in the 1960s and '70s, and AGT truly is a variety show.
Ostensibly, the show is about discovering the next great heretofore unknown super star, and the prize for winning is a headline show in Las Vegas and $1 million.
Strong marriage: Alfredo and Anna Silva, a husband and wife knife-throwing act called Deadly Games, perform their dangerous feat during an episode of AGT this season.
Seems each year, I fall in love with a few acts, which ultimately get cut, usually, toward the end of the season when audience members and viewers at home cast votes, rather than the judges. Such was the case with, Deadly Games, a husband and wife knife-throwing act. The act was cut during the semifinals.
AGT claims it is looking for an act that is Las Vegas-worthy, but the judges seem to favor singers. (Aren't there enough stupid singing contest shows out there?)
What a gal: And your wife said no to just wearing pantyhose for you.
Not only was Deadly Games exciting and extremely dangerous, the duo of Alfredo and Anna Silva was professional in every way. They stepped up the risk in each performance along their journey, always with a keen sense of timing and great showmanship. The couple were edgy in every way right down to their sexy costumes, and the beautiful and exotic Anna always wore pantyhose.
Deadly Games was made for Las Vegas, and they richly deserved to advance to the finals (and even win). I hope a professional agent contacts the Silvas and gives them their start.
Unfortunately, the AGT voting audience is likely mostly young people who cast their votes based on popularity and sympathy for each act's personal back story, and they wouldn't know (or apparently care) what a Vegas-worthy act is. Between the horse's hiney judges who claim to "love" practically every act, yet, aren't honest with the ones who really have no chance of winning (i.e., no talent), and these young audience voters who somehow think AGT is really American Idol in different packaging, singing acts seem to get all the love. This, while really truly Vegas-quality acts, such as Russian Bar, ThroWings, a husband and wife high wire act, and another of my favorites this season, a husband and wife act called Quick Change, get cut by goofball judges or unsophisticated audience voting.
Rather than try to explain the Quick Change act here, check out this video of the couple's first audition:
https://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=quick+change+magic+act&view=detail&mid=6C6EF86C7803396D3E6D6C6EF86C7803396D3E6D&FORM=VIRE
Of course I love that Victoria always wore beautiful short dresses and pantyhose with every outfit. With Quick Change's talent, I am sure they will find the fame and success they deserve.
I'll leave you with this. In the dashboard behind my WordPress blog, I can see the search terms people entered that led them to my blog. One search phrase read: "Do Korean women wear pantyhose?"
Red hot: Professional singer/dancer Hwasa of the Korean girl group, Mamamoo, is A-OK in red fishnet pantyhose.
Heck, that could be a future blog post for me, but for now, I'll say this: Probably much of the world realizes that pantyhose are deeply rooted in Asian culture; none more so than in Japan, where wearing pantyhose is a must for reasons of courtesy, femininity and just the right thing to do. I think I love Japan.
I've also been following Korean professional models and Korean girl groups (singers/dancers/musicians), all of whom always wear sheer nude or suntan pantyhose on stage and during public appearances.
This picture (left) really caught my attention because … well, it's really cute, and it shows how deeply seated pantyhose wearing truly is in Korea. So much so that the performer is perfectly comfortable showing the waistband and part of her pantyhose above her shorts.
While I'm not a big fan of fishnet pantyhose, I like this very sexy look. Thought you might like to see it, too.
Note: I noticed that none of the pictures here are expanding to a larger version when you click on them. I always post pics that are in very high resolution (the one of Selena Gomez is 3600 x 2179) for your viewing pleasure.
My blog account was recently updated automatically, and I haven't figured everything out yet, but this pictures thing is very important to me, so please know I am working on it. For now, if you right click each picture and select View image, some will expand to, at least, a slightly bigger size.
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companies undervalued in foreign capital markets.
Aberdeen provides valued-added managerial and board advisory services to these companies in addition to investment capital. The Company's strategy is to optimize the return on its investments over a 24 to 36 month investment time frame. Aberdeen also has access to key experts in the mining and financial sector who can provide further assistance in evaluating and monitoring companies and their progress. As part of its business model, Aberdeen's officers and directors take active management, director and ownership roles in a significant percentage of companies in which Aberdeen invests.
This also gives a somewhat reasonable explanation of the presence of Stan Bharti on the board of so many companies. Aberdeen has a portfolio of various stocks, warrants and debt in resource companies, and it owns 1.2M shares of Dacha Strategic Minerals. Just like DSM the company is trading at a big discount to NAV. The company reported that NAV/share was $1.31 as of 31 October while the current share price is CA$0.57, resulting in roughly a 55% discount (NAV is $114M).
Just like Dacha Aberdeen is also buying back the maximum legal limit for the current fiscal year (so far 2.4M shares have been bought back with 5.0M shares remaining), and in addition to this they are also paying a 2 cent dividend: resulting in a 3.5 percent dividend yield at current prices. These policies show that shareholder interests are being considered. Insiders own 17% of the common stock, but there has been some insider selling this year.
The company has a large amount of warrants outstanding with a strike at CA$1.00. The company has 86.8M shares outstanding, 6.9M options and 37.5M warrants. The warrants have a strike significantly higher than the current share price, and will expire on June 6, 2012. It does limit the upside a bit in the short term, but given the strike and the expiring date it is not a big issue.
Expenses also seem not totally unreasonable at first sight. Operating, general and administration expenses for the past nine months were 3.6M while NAV was 114M, translating to a 4.2% expense ratio. That would be pretty high for a CEF, but AAB is a bit more like a real business since it is a merchant bank.
I haven't completed my research yet, it looks promising so far, but there are some items remaining on my checklist. I do want to take a look a historical performance, take a better look at the expenses, calculate the current NAV/discount and look if there is something noteworthy with regards to insiders or related parties. What questions do you think that need to be answered?
This entry was posted in Research and tagged AAB.TO on December 28, 2011 by Alpha Vulture.
I've done my research on this company a while ago. The company invests in the same companies as Forbes & Manhattan, a Canadian company run by Stan Bharti, the genius who developed Desert Sun Mining and sold it off ( I think to Yamana) for an astronomical figure. If you look at their biggest investments, Sulliden Mining, Belo Sun and others, Stan really knows how to identify and develop these properties and they do well. I've invested a ton into this company, and I am not discouraged by the flat-lining of the stock. You have to be patient, but 10 years from now I expect to be a very rich man.
I actually decided to not invest in AAB, I'm too worried that Stan Bharti is going to be the only one who is going to be very rich in 10 years time.
a better title would have been Is Aberdeen International a public corporation of a family reunion paid for by shareholders?
Project based on: the international copper and gold prices continued to rise; copper ore import dependence high; large amount of project resources, the higher grade; strategic investment significance.
In January 2010, Mongolia, Temujin mining company investment, the investment cost of 0.5 U.S. dollars / share, now the PE price of 2.5 U.S. dollars / share.
The company listed on the Toronto Stock Exchange in Canada in 2012.
The current yield is 5 times.
Seriously, Pallie- quit copying and pasting your comments across all the Aberdeen posts in the blogosphere. This is the 4th time I've seen this comment from you that was originally intended for Duncan's blog. Jeez- what the heck is your purpose for doing that?
If you really want to see a safe undervalued company with plenty of cash flow and earnings, look at AuRico and Semafo. Tremendously strong balance sheets, good earnings, and almost unknown.
I updated the current NAV of their publicly traded shares, and not surprisingly it has fallen by about 33%. Discounting their privates by 50% to account for the illiquidity (i.e. assuming a 50% decline in value), the public + private NAV works out to about 69 cents vs. the $1 figure at 10/30/11. Note this adjusts for share repurchases reported subsequent to 10/31/11. The recent run up will likely be reversed when they report the 12/31/11 NAV absent a strong reversal in gold and commodity equity prices. I'm avoiding this name for now.
Yeah, did the same math: the discount is indeed a lot smaller than what I initially thought. But that's imo not even the biggest problem.
Corporate governance seems to be a problem, the management compensation has changed this year in a very bad way. They used to have a high water mark for the bonus based on NAV, and they changed it to a high water mark that resets every year (so if it drops big one year: no problem, they have a new shot at a big bonus next year). Stan Bharti also seems to get paid a whole lot of money for his various roles in all related companies.
Yea, pallie John. I too have seen your comment all across the web on every Aberdeen thread. It's very suspicious what your motives are. Also, if you are going to spam something like that at least write it properly in the first place.
I'm going to ignore everything in your comment.


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Designers like Paula Scher have long embraced boredom as a productivity tool, and new research supports the idea.
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Being bored is no fun, especially at work. There's nothing worse than finding yourself bored in your cubicle on a Monday morning only to realize there's still four and a half more days to the weekend. But new research out of the Research School of Management at Australian National University argues that while boredom is certainly boring, it isn't all bad. This loathed mental state can actually spark precious creativity.
The study asked 52 subjects to do a pretty boring job: Sort apart a bowl of red and green beans with just one hand for 30 minutes. Meanwhile, 49 other subjects—the control group—were instructed to create art projects with paper, beans, and glue.
Once the 30 minutes was over, each group was instructed to spend five minutes on a creative task: They had to come up with reasons why a hypothetical person was two hours late for a meeting. What the researchers found was that the bored group came up with not just more ideas than the control group, but more creative ideas than the control group, too. The quality and quantity of production was higher for people who were bored than those who were not. (Creativity itself was measured under a rubric that balances novelty with practicality. Ideas had to fit both criteria to be considered creative.)
A similar follow-up study also took measurements of other mental states—namely, frustration and anger. And it found that, despite some previous research that implies boredom can lead to lack of motivation or dissatisfaction at a job, boredom didn't produce unwanted emotions that could be detrimental to mental health. In this case, people who were bored were just bored, and they walked away with a net benefit of creativity.
"Boredom is not necessarily miserable and harmful based on my research," says the study's lead author, Guihyun Park. "People want to get out of a boring state, so they indulge in novelty-seeking unique thinking, which brings out creativity."
So what are the limits? If we're bored all day every day, wouldn't that be bad? Can we overdo boredom? "Yes, of course," says Park. "My study is unique because it says boredom can be helpful. Not always helpful, of course."
While Park offers no strict guidelines to optimizing boredom on a schedule, she did clarify that your ping-pong table or other entertainment at work isn't a hindrance for creativity. Ping-pong makes you playful and social, which can both boost creativity, too, without making you bored in the process.
It's also worth noting that her team discovered that some types of people seemed more susceptible to a boredom-based creativity boost than others. Scientists found in one trial that subjects needed to be open to new experiences, and be goal-oriented, to see a positive effect from being bored. Then again, that's true to finding success in most jobs already.
Finally, Park readily admits that not every type of job permits the luxury of boredom, and it really can be detrimental to some important work. "I would say at security jobs where you need to stay vigilant all the times (drone fighters, for example), boredom will keep your mind wandering and that is really bad," says Park. "Also, those jobs require minimum creativity, and normally require you to pay attention to details instead. So boredom won't help much there."
But for designers and anyone in a creative field, boredom is not something to fear, but to embrace. Just ask Pentagram partner Paula Scher, who claims her best work is done in the back of taxis—where she lets her mind wander, rather than occupying it with apps on her phone. Sometimes, the best way to be productive is to expect nothing of yourself at all.
Mark Wilson is a senior writer at Fast Company who has written about design, technology, and culture for almost 15 years. His work has appeared at Gizmodo, Kotaku, PopMech, PopSci, Esquire, American Photo and Lucky Peach


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According to Reuters, Tencent's open OS will power gadgets like TVs and watches.
Tencent Operating System and TOS+ puts the company in direct competition with Alibaba and Xiaomi, which are already making headway in the smart hardware market.
Similar to Google's Android mobile OS, the new open-source system allows manufacturers and developers to use the platform, as long as they agree to share revenues, Reuters said.
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