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Feds release millions of vaccine doses to Michigan, other states
January 12th, 20210 LANSING - Millions of previously held-up doses of the new COVID-19 vaccine have been released to Michigan and other states. On Tuesday, the U.S. Department of Health and Human Services (HHS) announced that they will grant a request from Governor Whitmer and eight other governors and release the millions of doses of the safe,...
Wayne County seniors can get COVID vaccines at area hospitals
January 11th, 20210 WAYNE COUNTY - Wayne County residents aged 65 and older can now get COVID-19 vaccines at local hospitals, county officials said on Monday. The plan is part of an overall move by the state to accelerate vaccine distribution beyond health care workers by adding people over 65 and some essential workers like teachers, as more of the...
4,700 frontliners to get second COVID vaccine dose at Henry Ford
January 5th, 20210 DETROIT — Priority vaccinations for healthcare workers continue this week, with thousands of frontline healthcare workers at Henry Ford Health System branches receiving their second doses of the COVID-19 vaccines in the coming days. Henry Ford prioritizes vaccinations based on employees' role and risk for exposure as well as their...
State distributes 3.5 million free masks, cases surpass 500,000
January 4th, 20210 MICHIGAN — As the state surpassed 500,000 confirmed cases of the COVID-19 virus, Michigan's health department is distributing 3.5 million free masks as part of its Mask Up, Mask Right campaign. Free KN95 masks provided by the Michigan Department of Health and Human Services (MDHHS) will be distributed by community organizations,...
Public health advisor talks vaccine myths and fact
December 19th, 20200 DEARBORN — The state of Michigan began immunizations against the COVID-19 virus on Monday, as quantities of the new Pfizer vaccine began reaching sites across the country this week. By Wednesday night, 1,078 vaccines had been administered to Michigan's health care workers who are at high risk of contraction due to their routine...
COVID-19 vaccines arrive at Michigan hospitals, Wayne County
December 18th, 20200 MICHIGAN — The Pfizer COVID-19 vaccine arrived at various Michigan hospitals this week, as immunization began in hard-hit epicenters of the pandemic in places like Wayne County. Michigan Department of Health and Human Services (MDHHS) Chief Medical Executive Dr. Joneigh Khaldun joined several frontline health care workers at...
Wayne County Sheriff Benny Napoleon dies of COVID-19
December 17th, 20200 DETROIT — Wayne County Sheriff Benny Napoleon has lost his battle with COVID-19. He was 65. Napoleon had been on a ventilator since late November. "He was a beloved, iconic and respected law enforcement official. He was progressive and he was old school," Wayne County Prosecutor Kym Worthy said. "He was tough and he had a heart of...
Wayne County Cares program to help at least 12,000 county residents
December 16th, 20200 DETROIT — While the application period has closed for the Wayne County Cares Program, there was a record number of applicants to receive $500 cash grants. The program was announced last week by Wayne County Executive Warren C. Evans to assist workers and small businesses most impacted by COVID-19. "This pandemic has been...
Only two weeks left to apply for tuition-free college
December 15th, 20201 MICHIGAN — The application deadline for the tuition-free pandemic program "Futures for Frontliners" is fast approaching. The application deadline is Dec. 31. The program lets frontline workers apply for free college tuition towards an associate's degree or industry-recognized skills certificate at community college, even if they...
Wayne County anticipates delivery of COVID-19 vaccines in few days
December 10th, 20200 DETROIT — With panelists giving the green light on the use of the Pfizer vaccine, Wayne County is anticipating delivery of the first round of COVID-19 vaccines. Wayne County Executive Warren Evans said that it's currently unknown how many vaccines the county will be given: "Wayne County is working closely with the state of...
Benson and family get harassed at home by pro-Trump group
December 7th, 20200 WAYNE COUNTY — A group of protesters appeared outside Michigan Secretary of State Jocelyn Benson's home on Saturday night to intimidate her and her family about Joe Biden's win in the Nov. 3 election in the state. The protesters gathered to shout typical pro-Trump election slogans like "Stop the Steal", as Benson and her family had...
Virtual learning and COVID-19: Paving children's path to academic success during pandemic
December 4th, 20200 The COVID-19 pandemic forced the closure of most U.S. schools in the spring, and the rise of virtual learning changed the institution of education for students, teachers and families. For its part, online learning has provided an opportunity for many families to physically distance, as it provided means for students to have...
Michigan secretary of state releases rejected ballot data
December 3rd, 20200 LANSING — Data of rejected ballots from the Nov. 3 general elections shows more wrongfully cast votes were rejected for a variety of reasons in that election than the August primary. Ballots can be rejected for several reasons. For example, when no signature is provided by the voter, or when the signature doesn't match records or...
John James concedes to Gary Peters over pleasant Twitter message
November 25th, 20200 MICHIGAN — After initially refusing to do so, Republican U.S. Senate candidate John James conceded to Sen. Gary Peters (D-MI) in a tweeted video. James, who was born in Detroit and is an Iraq War veteran, had promoted unsubstantiated allegations of deliberate voter suppression and deception after the Nov. 3 election, continuing...
In a 3-0 vote, Michigan Board of State Canvassers certifies election results
November 23rd, 20200 LANSING — After more than three hours of public comments and discussion, the Michigan State Board of Canvassers certified the statewide results of the Nov 3. general elections in Michigan. Norman Shinkle, a Republican member, abstained from voting. This is a developing story and will be updated As of 6 p.m. ET, the board is...
Hamtramck Freedom Village begins resettling refugees
November 20th, 20200 HAMTRAMCK - A unique refugee resettlement program in Hamtramck that has seen support from a variety of partners, including a Dearborn church, began operations this year. The Hamtramck Freedom Village broke ground last year, using funds from a federal grant awarded to Wayne County to provide temporary accommodation and services to...
Wayne County Board of Canvassers certifies election results after initial deadlock
November 17th, 20200 WAYNE COUNTY — A source at the Michigan Secretary of State has informed The Arab American News that Wayne County has now certified its elections results, after two Republicans on the county's Board of Canvassers changed their earlier decision not to do so. Earlier Tuesday evening, the Wayne County Board of Canvassers was not able...
1,100 pages of Michigan election documents submitted per legally problematic legislative subpoena
November 17th, 20200 LANSING — Another legal challenge to Michigan elections this week meant Secretary of State Jocelyn Benson was forced to hand over 1,100 pages of election-related documents due to a wide-ranging legislative subpoena. The subpoena was issued by the Senate and House Oversight committees, as part of an ongoing challenge by the Trump...
Muslim orgs say Muslim vote impactful for Biden victory in Michigan, elsewhere
November 6th, 20200 MICHIGAN — Emgage Action, a Muslim civic advocacy organization, said Wednesday that it celebrated a high Muslim American voter turnout in Michigan, and that turnout was instrumental to former Vice President Joe Biden's victory in the state. According to the Emgage analyes, more than 81,000 Muslim American early and absentee votes...
Free COVID-19 testing in Lincoln Park this weekend
October 20th, 20200 LINCOLN PARK — The Wayne County Public Health Division, in partnership with the Michigan Department of Health and Human Services, will host free drive-through COVID-19 testing Saturday, Oct. 24, from 10 a.m. to 3 p.m. at Lincoln Park Middle School on 2800 Lafayette Street in Lincoln Park. Tests will be administered by Michigan...
Analysis ranks Michigan as top state for bridging COVID racial disparities
October 16th, 20200 LANSING — A Politico analysis of responses to the COVID-19 pandemic in the U.S. by various state governments shows certain states stand out in their approaches to public health, mass unemployment and school reopenings. Politico reporters looked at the states' responses by consulting various health researchers, academic experts and...
Ballot language approved for recall of Hamtramck Councilman Ian Perrotta
October 9th, 20200 HAMTRAMCK — The Wayne County Election Commission has approved ballot language for a proposal to recall Hamtramck City Councilman Ian Perrotta. The proposal, spearheaded by Councilman Mohammed Hassan, seeks to recall Perrotta for angry outbursts, most recently directed at a city employee. Perrotta has been censured by the Hamtramck...
Wayne County issues emergency order, amplifying COVID orders made prior to Supreme Court ruling
October 9th, 20200 DETROIT – Wayne County issued a new Emergency Public Health Order that clarifies and amplifies the COVID-19 orders issued by the state of Michigan. County Executive Warren C. Evans said the order carries forward the public health safety precautions implemented by Governor Whitmer in response to the coronavirus pandemic. A copy...
MI health department's new order says gatherings still restricted, face masks required
October 5th, 20200 LANSING — Michigan main health authority has stepped into the ring, now that the state's Supreme Court has deemed all of Governor Whitmer's COVID-19 related executive orders since the April extension of the state of emergency unconstitutional. Michigan Department of Health and Human Services (MDHHS) Director Robert Gordon has...
Free COVID-19 testing in Dearborn Heights on Oct 10-11
October 4th, 20200 DEARBORN HEIGHTS - The Wayne County Public Health Division and The Michigan Department of Health and Human Services (MDHHS) are continuing to host weekend drive-through COVID-19 testing. Wayne County Executive Warren Evans said that testing will continue for the rest of the year. "The Wayne County Public Division will continue to...
Free COVID-19 weekend drive-through testing coming to Taylor
September 23rd, 20200 TAYLOR – The Wayne County Public Health Division, with support from the Michigan Department of Health and Human Services (MDHHS), continues its weekend drive-through testing, this time in the city of Taylor. The testing is scheduled for Saturday, Sept. 26 and Sunday Sept. 27 from 10 a.m. to 3 p.m. at the Taylor Sportsplex located...
Hamtramck Council petition aims to recall Councilman Ian Perrotta
September 22nd, 20202 HAMTRAMCK — Almost a month after censuring Councilman Ian Perrotta, some Hamtramck Council members are now taking steps to remove him from office. A press release put out by Councilman Mohammed Hassan says six current and former Hamtramck City Council members are joining "community leaders and residents" to recall the two-term...
Tlaib, Dingell respond to Amazon calling the police on their visit to Romulus facility
September 15th, 20200 ROMULUS — U.S. Reps. Rashida Tlaib (D-Detroit) and Debbie Dingell (D-Dearborn) responded this week to an incident at the Amazon fulfillment center in Romulus, where the company called the police on them while they waited to inspect the facility for COVID-19 safety. The pair had been invited to look at conditions at the center by...
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Traveling to Beijing,China
The Forbidden City of China is located right in the heart of Beijing. The Forbidden City is known also as the Palace Museum and was the home of 24 emperors of the Qing and Ming Dynasties. The grand palace's construction was started during the Emperor Yongle's 4th year of ruling the Ming Dynasty in 1406(the third emperor), ending 14 years later in 1420. And almost one million workers were required to do this monumental work.The main materials used to build the palace were the Phoebe Zhenan (a fine Chinese wood) ) found in the jungles of south-western China and marble blocks from quarries near Beijing. The floors of the main halls were paved using golden bricks.This traveling site covers an area of about 72 hectares with it has thousands of splendid rooms and magnificent towers.
There are 90 courtyards and palaces, 8,704 rooms, and 980 buildings.The city is surrounded by a moat that is 6 meters deep, as well as a wall that is 10 meters high, having a gate on every side.The Forbidden City was constructed as a replica of the Purple Palace where God lived according to the Chinese mythology, therefore the palace was a sacred place, and so it was forbidden to the ordinary people.
From 1924 the Forbidden City became museum ,the collections of the Palace Museum are based on the Qing imperial collection. But during the World War II because of the Japanese invasion 1933, many of the treasures of the palace were evacuated by order of Chiang Kai-Sek to Taiwan . After the end of World War II, this collection was returned to Nanjing and Beijing palace, there are over a million rare and valuable works of art in the collection of the Palace Museum. In 1961 the Forbidden City was listed as one of the important historical monuments under the special preservation by the Chinese central government. Then in 1987, the museum was a nominee of the world cultural heritage, which UNESCO nominated and is listed by UNESCO as the largest collection of preserved ancient wooden structures in the world. The Forbidden City is one of the five most famous traveling palaces of the world together with the Palace of Versailles in France, the Buckingham Palace in the UK, the White House in the US and the Kremlin structure in Russia .
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SEC Probes Whether 12b-1 Fees Are Used Properly
SEC is examining whether the rules for the fees and their disclosure are being followed and what funds are paying intermediaries for.
By Melanie Waddell | April 09, 2015 at 10:58 AM
The 12b-1 fee on a fund can range from 0.25% to 1%.
The Securities and Exchange Commission is examining fees paid to intermediaries by mutual funds "to discern" if the agency's 12b-1 rule is "being adhered to" and "what funds are paying intermediaries for," Paula Drake, chief counsel in the agency's Office of Compliance Inspections and Examinations, said Thursday.
As the SEC's examination branch, Drake told attendees at the Mutual Fund Directors Forum's Policy conference in Washington, OCIE is "looking at any area that we think has potential conflicts or risks. It's through intermediaries that you see the path of growth in the mutual fund arena — through 12b-1 fees, revenue sharing, sub transfer agency fees…; we want to understand what is happening in this very important area to investors."
Distribution fees, or so-called 12b-1 fees, are paid by a mutual fund out of fund assets to cover distribution expenses and sometimes shareholder service expenses. The SEC's 12b-1 fee rule, which was promulgated in 1980, permits a fund to pay distribution fees out of fund assets only if the fund has adopted a 12b-1 plan authorizing their payment.
"The plan has to be written and adopted by the board and it has to be disclosed to the shareholders," Drake said during her Thursday remarks.
Distribution fees include fees paid for marketing and selling fund shares, such as compensating brokers and other financial professionals who sell fund shares, and paying for advertising, the printing and mailing of prospectuses to new investors, and the printing and mailing of sales literature.
The 12b-1 fee is considered an operational expense and, as such, is included in a fund's expense ratio, and is generally between 0.25% and 1% (the maximum allowed) of a fund's net assets.
Mercer Bullard, president and founder of Fund Democracy Inc. and associate professor of Law at University of Mississippi School of Law, told ThinkAdvisor in a Thursday email message that the SEC is concerned "that some firms are using fund assets to pay for distribution outside of a 12b-1 plan." Susan Wyderko, president and CEO of the Mutual Fund Directors Forum, queried Drake as to what OCIE is looking for in its 12b-1 related exams. "We're looking for a robust and substantial process of the flow of information to the [fund] board, and documentation," Drake said. "Does the board have a process to make this determination" regarding payment of 12b-1 fees? she continued. Also, "is the board getting the information that it needs from advisors to make this determination?"
Wyderko then asked Drake how precise the SEC expects fund boards to be in allocating fees to shareholder servicing or distribution.
"We haven't announced a formula for exactly what we are requiring, we're not giving a recipe," Drake replied. "We're not questioning the legitimacy of paying intermediaries, and we're not questioning those payments, but we are saying there must be a process within the [12b-1] rule and disclosure."
Fund Democracy and other groups like the Consumer Federation of America told White in a March 12 letter to resurrect the plan that the agency put forth early in the Obama administration for 12b-1 fee reform.
The groups told White that one way brokers "obscure the costs that investors incur for their services is by charging for those services through 12b-1 fees rather than through up-front commissions."
While there is "nothing inherently wrong with charging for services in incremental payments, this practice suffers from several important shortcomings," the letter says. "Because 12b-1 fees are not considered commissions, they are not subject to [Financial Industry Regulatory Authority] commission limits. Because the fees are buried within the administrative fee charged by mutual funds and annuities, investors often fail to understand how much they are paying or what they are paying for through these fees."
— Check out SEC Urged to Reform 12b-1 Fees, Block Risky ETFs on ThinkAdvisor.
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L'équipe d'Italie a terminé troisième de poule et n'a pas participé à la phase finale de la Coupe du monde de rugby 2007.

La sélection italienne dispute la Coupe du monde 2007, organisée par la France, en étant dans la Poule C pour la première phase; elle affronte la Nouvelle-Zélande, l'Écosse, la Roumanie et le Portugal.

Les 30 sélectionnés

La liste suivante indique les joueurs retenus pour participer à la coupe du monde 2007. La sélection italienne compte un nouveau capé, le joueur fidjien Manoa Vosawai qui évolue à Overmach Cariparma. Alessandro Troncon dispute sa  du monde. Carlo Del Fava était initialement dans la liste des 30 joueurs retenus, mais il a dû déclarer forfait à cause d'une blessure au genou. Il devait être remplacé par Fabio Staibano, mais ce dernier n'a pas été retenu car ses examens médicaux n'étaient pas satisfaisants. Finalement, c'est Del Fava qui a été rappelé.

La Coupe du Monde
L'Italie dispute quatre matches préliminaires dans la Poule C.

Match 1 : Nouvelle-Zélande -Italie : 76-14 (, Stade Vélodrome, Marseille)

Commentaire:

L'équipe de Nouvelle-Zélande frappe très fort en inscrivant 14 points en dix minutes. Le capitaine Richie McCaw montre l'exemple en inscrivant deux essais, transformés dans la foulée par l'ouvreur Carter. À la mi-temps, le score est de 43-7 en faveur des All Blacks. De retour des vestiaires, le rouleau-compresseur néo-zélandais ne baisse pas son régime et aggrave un peu plus le résultat, malgré un sursaut d'orgueil des transalpins dans les dix dernières minutes. Score final: 76-14 en faveur de la Nouvelle-Zélande, avec le point de bonus offensif.

Match 2 : Italie-Roumanie : 24-18 (, Stade Vélodrome, Marseille)

Match 3 : Italie-Portugal : 31-5 (, Parc des Princes Paris)

Dans un Parc des Princes aux forts accents portugais, les Italiens, grands favoris, bafouillent leur rugby et confirment leur mauvais début de compétition. Ils s'imposent difficilement sans prendre le point de bonus offensif, mais s'offrent le droit de disputer la qualification pour les quarts de finale contre l'Écosse lors du dernier match. Les Portugais continuent d'étonner et prouvent que le projet de ramener le nombre de participants de 20 à 16 pour la prochaine édition en Nouvelle-Zélande en 2011 est peut-être une mauvaise idée.

À l'occasion de cette rencontre, Alessandro Troncon qui compte des participations à 4 éditions de Coupe du monde (1995, 1999, 2003, 2007), fête sa  en équipe d'Italie.

Match 4 : Écosse-Italie : 18-16 (, Stade Geoffroy-Guichard à Saint-Étienne)

Pour ce match décisif pour la qualification aux quarts de finale, l'équipe d'Italie est privée de son capitaine Marco Bortolami. Elle s'incline de deux points face à une équipe écossaise plus réaliste qui n'a pas marqué d'essai, mais a su inscrire les points qui se présentent. Paterson inscrit les six pénalités qui lui sont offertes. Malgré un essai du vétéran Troncon, qui arrête sa carrière internationale après ce match, les Italiens ne trouvent pas la solution face à des Écossais solides sous la pluie de Saint-Etienne. David Bortolussi, malheureux dans ses coups de pied (3 pénalités réussies sur 6 tentatives seulement), manque la pénalité de la gagne à trois minutes du terme. Pierre Berbizier quitte ses fonctions d'entraîneur du XV d'Italie.

Classement de la poule C

Classement

Meilleurs marqueurs d'essais italiens

 Andrea Masi, 2 essais
 Mauro Bergamasco, Mirco Bergamasco, Santiago Dellapè, Marko Stanojevic, Alessandro Troncon, essai de pénalité, 1 essai

Meilleur réalisateur italien

 David Bortolussi, 29 points
 Ramiro Pez, 14 points
 Andrea Masi, 10 points
 Mauro Bergamasco, Mirco Bergamasco, Santiago Dellapè, Marko Stanojevic, Alessandro Troncon, essai de pénalité, 5 points
10. Roland de Marigny, 2 points.

Notes et références

Annexes

Articles connexes
 Équipe d'Italie de rugby à XV à la coupe du monde

Lien externe

 Site officiel de la CM 2007, fr.rugbyworldcup.com

Italie
2007

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Subject: Drama
Have decided to explore how Bolt uses the Common Man to emphasise the features of the major characters
The significance of the Common Man in 'A Man For All Seasons.' I have decided to explore how Bolt uses the Common Man to emphasise the features of the major characters and to illustrate the main themes of the play. I will also explore the role the common man plays in the structure of the play and his effect on the audience. The Common Man is the only character who speaks directly to the audience, which I think is important as it means they can feel part of the play: there is interaction between the audience and actors. This communication may increase the enjoyment of the audience as they are more involved with the production and is different to watching a drama or film on television. As Bolt says in the preface, 'The Common Man is intended to draw the audience into the play, not thrust them off it.' The fact that he is the only character that speaks to the audience means he can introduce them to the characters. (Eg: when the audience first sees More, he says 'that's Sir Thomas More') Although this is a very simple function it is important to eliminate any confusion the audience may have. This direct communication also means that he can make judgements on other characters. In the first scene as the steward, for example he observes that Rich will 'come to nothing' and that Thomas More 'will be out of practice' when someone asks him for something he wants to keep. These judgements provoke the audience to agree or disagree with him and therefore increase their involvement in the play. In this case, both the Common Man's judgements are proved wrong: as the play progresses we learn that Rich eventually becomes Lord Chancellor and when Thomas More is asked to give up his sense of right and wrong, he is not out 'of practice' at keeping what he wants, as he chooses not to accept the King's divorce and give up his conscience. ...read more.
Exaggerated pleasure.) Why it's Sir Thomas More! In contrast, More treats the boatman in the same way he treats Cromwell- there are no indications of any changes in character. The boatman's language in this scene is especially significant to the major themes and plot: 'People seem to think boats stay afloat on their own sir but they don't, they cost money'. I think this is a metaphor for the situations in More's life. From the outside it may seem he lives a comfortable life just as it seems the boats stay afloat on their own. However, the play shows that More faces problems, which ordinary people did not always see. For example, in the previous scene, the audience would have witnessed the private conversation between More and Wosley, where they expressed conflicting opinions of the political situation of the time. In the1530s people were intent in ensuring the Tudors stayed in power as they had ended the wars of the roses and brought peace, this is Wosley's argument for the divorce of king Henry and Catherine of Aragon. More , however comments that Anne Boleyn 'is not his wife.' The boatman also makes the comment that the river is 'silting up', but with a 'deep channel' in the middle. The 'silting' seems to represent the fact that at that time in England, things were not running smoothly and mirrors the major problem Thomas More faces: Catholic king henry wanted a divorce from his wife, who was too old to have children, to produce a male heir. However, the Pope would not allow the divorce, which Henry was intent on receiving. The deep channel could represent the fact that Thomas More is 'getting out of his depth' by opposing the divorce, predicting disastrous consequences. This image of deep water is repeated in scene six, when the common man bribes Chapuys and Cromwell: 'The great thing's not to get out of your depth.' ...read more.
In one ending of 'A man for all seasons', the idea that evil is allowed to thrive is highlighted by the fact that Cromwell and Chapuys link hands and laugh at the end. Even though they were not friends throughout the play, their laughter here illustrates that the common man has allowed their evil to flourish, making it easier for them to create it- (rather rueful laughter of men who know what the world is and how to be comfortable in it) In the alternative ending, the Common Man ends the play by saying, 'if we should bump into each other, recognise me.' This quote is ironic, as it would be impossible to recognise him as he has played so many different roles. However, in most of these roles he has shown fundamental features such as dishonesty and has allowed evil to prosper. If the Common Man represents 'what is common in us all' then I think Bolt is trying to tell us we should recognise our own and other people's moral weaknesses. This is why it is important that that the Common Man shows familiar characteristics during the first scenes of the play. The Common Man also states in this final scene that it isn't difficult to keep alive, perhaps suggesting that staying alive isn't worth the guilty consequences? Overall, the Common Man is significant in terms of emphasising character and theme within the plot. His major role in the final scenes of the play is to show the audience that they are morally significant in their daily lives. He reminds the audience to stand up to people who have power and listen to their consciences, as they see the consequences of not doing so, after watching Cromwell and Chapyus succeed. It is ironic that the Common man begins the play by stating he is not significant as he plays a direct involvement in More's death, along with the powerful people such as Cromwell. He mirrors the belief that Alice has: 'Colds affect great men and common men alike,' ordinary people are just as significant as the powerful. ...read more.
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i dont really like them but i had a big bet on them can you believe the f***in score!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :bash:
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:sorry: To all you Minnesota fans, but I can't STAND Randy Moss. I don't like Green Bay, but I really wanted them to beat the Vikes again.
WTF was Favre doing? He played like hell. FOUR interceptions. :rant: Not to mention the defense didn't pick up the pace until the second quarter. Welp, hope their happy, because now they have to watch the games instead of being in them.
"What are you lookin' at BUTTHEAD!" :withstupi
farve was not in his game at all did you see the forward pass WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT and i also hate moss did you see his afro!!!!! lol thats was badass but he is a *** though :2cents:
playing in lambeau field isnt what it used to be...nobody ever used to win there, preseason, regular, or post season..now heck, just about anybody can do it. the vikes proved that tonite!!
That dance by Moss was hysterical!!
bulldogdefensivetacl said:
Well I think a lot had to do with the fact that Green Bay went into the game too cocky. Thinking, "Yeah, we beat them already and we'll beat them again." Not to mention the fact that Favre was getting pi$$ed off. And the more pi$$ed off he got, the worse he played.
LMAO yeah my hubby and I were making fun of Moss all night. Moss's 'fro looked like a damn chia pet. :lol: How fun would that hair be, to shave off. LOL
I thought it was funny as hell. I am not a Moss fan, no Minn or G. Bay. However I somewhat like seeing players that are cocky about a win or TD. G.B. fans are just a bunch of lil bitches. LOL
Go ahead and fine Moss for his actions, not like the guy does not make millions a year. So basically its like fining you or I a few bucks. BIG DEAL! There is poor sportsmanship all across the league, just so happens this week they spotlight it on Moss.
G.B. fans, I welcome you to come to Detroit, where we are use to a loosing team and have learned to deal with it. LOL :dthumb:
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Favre needs to retire and go out while he's still somewhat on top. He and emmit smith both. neither one of their teams is going to another SB anytime soon, and their legacy is already secured..why come back and keep on losing like this???
Need4Speed750 said:
Its a little thing called "Love" they love the game and want their moment to last as long as it can.
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MOSS RULES!!!!! You can't all sit here and bash him like that. Why...because he's good. Because he's great. One of the best in the league. So, what's next, you all hate T.O too. T.O and MOSS, 2 best receivers in the game....quite possibly could end up being the two best to ever play the game! Yeah...that's right, you heard it here.
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twisty said:
Yes, favre is a competitor and great QB, but why not go out on TOP, instead of getting more and more average every year? He's not near as effective as he used to be, same as emmit smith, and jerry rice. . Granted, im not taking anything away from any of them, becuz they are both 3 of the best of all time, and HOF locks in their first year.
I just think, they've been average every year, and sooner or later, u just gotta know when to say when.
Moss likely to be fined for pretend mooning
By DAVE GOLDBERG, AP Football Writer
NEW YORK (AP) -- Randy Moss is almost sure to be fined for pretending to moon fans in Green Bay during a playoff win, according to NFL rules.
The league is looking into the star receiver's antics in Minnesota's 31-17 win over the Packers on Sunday and will announce its ruling later this week.
When asked whether the oft-fined Moss would be penalized again, a league spokesman recited NFL rules mandating discipline for ``obscene gestures or other actions construed as being in poor taste.''
A fine for the first offense under those guidelines is $5,000. Moss has not previously been fined for such action, but paid a $25,000 penalty in 1999 for squirting an official with a water bottle.
In the last year, the NFL has dealt with a couple of highly publicized situations that many fans found objectionable. There was the Janet Jackson breast-baring episode during the halftime show of the Super Bowl in February and the steamy ``Monday Night Football'' introduction this season featuring Philadelphia receiver Terrell Owens and ``Desperate Housewives'' star Nicollette Sheridan.
On Sunday, Moss caught a touchdown pass in the fourth quarter and headed toward the goalpost. He then turned his back to the Lambeau Field crowd, bent over and pantomimed pulling down his pants.
``Just having a little fun with the boys,'' Moss told a Fox reporter as he left the field. ``I hope I don't get in trouble by it, but if I do I'll take the heat.''
Moss, making $5 million this season, declined comment Monday.
Vikings coach Mike Tice said he spoke Monday with Art Shell, executive director of the players' association.
``The league has called me,'' Tice said. ``I didn't see it until last night.''
Tice added he always thought of Green Bay fans as having ``a tremendous amount of class'' but that he didn't think they acted that way Sunday.
Indianapolis Colts coach Tony Dungy said he saw Moss' action and, ``I thought it was kind of humorous.''
``It's not the kind of thing you want to see on national TV, but I understand what it was all about,'' he said.
``Anyone who has played in the NFC Central knows what that's about. The fans in Green Bay have a tradition in the parking lot after the game where they moon the visiting team's bus,'' he said. ``It's kind of a unique send-off.''
``I had seen it seven times because when I was with the Vikings, we lost to them seven times up there,'' he said.
Fox did not show a replay of Moss' display during the game.
``It was inappropriate to replay it in the context of the game,'' Fox spokesman Lou D'Ermilio said.
ESPN declined to show the replay Sunday because, ``in the end, we decided a conservative approach, taking a breath rather than rushing to air, would be prudent,'' spokesman Josh Krulewitz said.
Krulewitz said replays were to be shown Monday ``conservatively, based on the NFL's and the Vikings' reaction to it.''
Last month, Denver quarterback Jake Plummer was fined $5,000 for an obscene gesture.
Moss was originally fined $40,000 in 1999 for squirting an official, but it was reduced to $25,000 on appeal.
Moss verbally abused corporate sponsors on the team bus in 2001. That resulted in the team fining him $15,000 and forcing him to attend anger management classes.
In December of 2002, he was fined $1,200 by a judge after being charged with bumping a traffic officer with his car in downtown Minneapolis.
And last week, he was chewed out by teammates for leaving the field before the end of a loss in Washington. Center Matt Birk, one of the Vikings' leaders, confronted him and quarterback Daunte Culpepper also was upset.
Moss, his hair poofed out in a giant Afro, had four receptions for 70 yards and two touchdowns in Sunday's game.
After Moss' second score and resulting show, Birk just shook his head and smiled.
``That's Randy,'' he said. ``You take the good with the bad.''
NOW they're taking it too far. It wasn't THAT bad! :bash:
No doubt he'll be fined..thats a given..but he doesnt care. I mean if the Green Bay fans do it to the opposing team after every game, turn about's fair play!! :lol:
Yeah but the taunting in the end zone is funny!!! Now if he DID in fact, pull his drawers down, then it would be a different story. As much as I don't like Moss...He isn't the only one that taunts! The NFL has to take that into consideration. But you watch, they are gonna ban celebration in the end zone sooner or later.
CharlieMavCBR said:
they've already started cracking down on it, and people like joe horn, T.O. and moss arent making it any easier for the rest of the CLASS nfl players to even spike the ball these days!! :rant:
They're all just trying to out-do each other. Hell they make millions of dollars every year, so 10 or 15k as a fine for them is pocket change. It's like they're trying to see how far they can really take it. In essence they are making due on their bad boy reps, bring in the money and hope they don't get benched for a few games.
Nothing like being good role models for todays young players!! :flush:
Yeah they get paid all that money because they are a GREAT PLAYER! Not to see who can out-do one another. :bash:
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I think they are trying to spruce things up a little bit by calling it a moon! He didn't pretend to moon them, watch closely, he pretended to take a crap on their goal post, and then wipe his butt on it.
pickle.of.doom said:
Yeah, thats much better then!!
Is this still being talked about? LOL Too funny. NOTHING will ever be done about things like this until the league steps in and punishes the "TEAM" instead of the individual.
Tippy Jan 14, 2005


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Ten Classic Snow-Covered
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By Pablo Cornejo
I wanted to make a movie list for Christmas, but not a list of Christmas movies, so I decided to zero in on something we often wish for but rarely get for Christmas in Texas where I live: snow. (Funnily enough, we might actually get it this year.) What follows is a chronological list of some of the most memorable moments in film where snow has made a cameo, whether it's playing a key role or just hanging out in the background. Warning: may contain spoilers.
Go with the Floe: Conjugal Visits
By Christopher Ryan
I should be in school right now, steeling my ear canals against a six-hour onslaught of Finnish verb conjugation, suffixal agglutination, and phonemic molestation. While there, I'd watch the sky go from black to leaden to wan and back again. I'd pour coffee in one end of my body and drain it out the other. I'd envy the reindeer begging for alms outside the nearby train station. I'd weep.
Go With the Floe: Vowel Movements
Four weeks ago I woke up in a cold sweat. By my fourth cup of coffee I'd broken into a hot sweat. And after pedaling myself over to a nondescript building near the railway station, I was glistening with a gooey, stinky sweat. It was, you see, my first day of Finnish school.
I locked my bike to the paw of a sleeping polar bear and sought out my classroom; it was empty, but students of all nationalities were waiting just outside the door. I assumed this was some sort of European thing. Being American, I went inside and chose the best desk and spread my belongings over a wide swath. I then marked my territory and drank some more hot caffeinated beverage. By the time the teacher showed up, I was panting heavily and stewing in a puddle of my own bodily fluids.
We didn't actually learn any Finnish that first day, but we did learn not to wear perfume, and that our teacher is pregnant (which she conveyed to us by gesturing toward her nether regions while saying, "plop!").
One month later, things are a little different: I can now say, in Finnish, how old I am. I can count to one hundred and I can tell time. Life is really progressing for me. This is exactly where I wanted to be at age 35.
I also now know that Finnish is not actually the most difficult language on the planet. It's second, after Penguin. I won't bore you with the ins and outs of it all. Just trust me on this one. Finnish is mouth murder.*
Fortunately I'm not alone. I've got twenty-two courageous and fantastic classmates. In fact, the rapport between us is frighteningly cordial. We greet one another with "hyvää huomenta" ("good morning"), handshakes and even slappy-hug-but-not-quite-hug things, even though many of our countries are at war with one another.**
It's almost creepy. I've never been that type of person – the type who gets along with other people. I've always seen classmates as an obstacle between myself and the bathroom. But this is Finland, where things are different. Immigration is a relatively new concept for Finns (who aren't quite sure why anyone would move here), often leaving us foreigners as befuddled as drunken elk. We foreigners stick together because we're engaged in war of our own against this nation's violent, spasm-inducing language.
And our teachers? They're the language's ninjas – hefty, female, Caucasian ninjas who replace one another without warning. Some of these ninjas are old and mean and loud, while some are ancient and aloof and Magoo-eyed. Some charge one euro every time a cell phone rings, or when an English or Arabic phoneme leaks out, while others freely quote Sex and the City or Serpico.
But one thing is for sure: you don't mess with ninjas, and you don't mess with Finnish teachers. The teaching profession is, for Finns, as serious as swordplay. Teaching is not only an honor, it's a highly competitive field that puts one in the realm of lawyers and politicians.
Despite all this, Finnish teachers are no better paid than in the U.S. and their jobs require half a lifetime of education and certification. For many, it's simply an honor – an act of patriotism. Yes, Finnish teachers are somewhat bad-ass. Our main teacher, despite being close to plopping, rarely sits down, doesn't fill our hours with busy work, and after class arms herself with a thick binder and yardstick and prevents Russian samurais from infiltrating the country.
Her main job, though, is to prepare us for our first real test, which takes place one month from now. If we do not pass this test, we will be cut from the class. If we are cut from the class, we may be cut from the labor market program that oversees our integration. If we are cut from the labor program, we will be left to wander for all of eternity on the frozen banks of a country where we have no idea what anyone is saying. (Plus we won't get our 25 € per day stipend, which is about what Finnish teachers are paid.)
I shouldn't be worried. I do my homework, study, and honor the ninjas for five hours a day. I'm learning so much Finnish that it gurgles in the back of my head like a sewage pipe. I should be able to make the grade. But throw in words like "suuryritysrypäs"*** or "epäjärjestelmällisyydellis tyttymättömyydellänsäkään,"**** and all bets are off. I might as well take up Penguin. At least they tell good knock-knock jokes.
Ninjas and tests aside, here's the thing that you'll never here me say out loud: although I rebelled and sweated and suffered an infarction or two, after a couple weeks the truth became as evident as a big fresh reindeer turd – I like learning Finnish, despite having to leave the house to do so. It's nice, after being in this country for 14% of my life, to be able to understand the label on a can of beans (contents: beans). It's nice to be able to swear at the kids who are using a stolen lawnmower as a bongo at 4 a.m. It's nice to pretend I have a future in this strange arctic wonderland. I've always been a dreamer, and soon I'll be able to delude myself in two languages. Wish me luck.
* But let me bore you anyways: for starters, there are some 16 cases, which are all suffixal and conditional and constantly mutating according to context. The language is phonetic, meaning that one must pronounce each and every letter within a word. Finnish does not naturally use B, C, F, X, Q, W or Z, and A, E, I, O, U and Y ("eeyuu") are all pronounced differently than English vowels (plus it contains Ä and Ö). Many words have double vowels and double consonants, and sometimes entire rows of these pairs are lined up just waiting to humiliate you. As well, the arrangement of letters within a word determines (in addition to the case!), what its respective suffix will be. IT'S F***ING INSANE.
** I suppose it's more accurate to say that the U.S. is at war with their countries.
*** Pronounced something like soor-eeuw-reet-oos-reeuw-pass.
**** Seppuku is more preferable than trying to pronounce this, though it's likely that any four-year-old Finnish child could tear through it with one eye closed.
Go With the Floe: Reveling Without a Cause
I was finishing off a bowl of lingonberry porridge yesterday morning when a helicopter suddenly swooped past my window. As it hovered, sirens began to wail. Air horns blared. Whistles whistled. Itching to witness some good old-fashioned gore and violence, I grabbed my camera, favorite Batman blanket and matching gas mask, and sprinted to the normally serene river where I witnessed a scene of profoundly disturbing perversity:
This was the annual Kaljakellunta or "Beer Float." It has no official organization and doesn't actually exist until the first raft hits the water. It's illegal and theoretically dangerous as hell, since the point of the whole thing is to drink as much beer as possible while floating down a feces-hued river.
Sweating with delight, I sat and waited for the police to arrive and club a few revelers into sobriety. I waited. Then I waited some more. I fell asleep. Because the funniest thing happened: nothing. The floats floated and sank. Drunks imbibed and drank. People flocked and gawked. And the cops didn't do anything except tell kids not to hurl themselves off the highway overpass (which they did anyway).
And yes, that is an open flame edging ever closer to the trees:
Whereas in the United States and other nations the National Guard would be summoned to corral, contain and eradicate the revelers, the peaceful Finns instead take the opposite tack. Instead of complaining about the trash generated by the ad hoc festival, they simply hire a fleet of dumpsters. Ambulances and medic boats idle by. Motorcycle cops roam the river banks making sure the hordes of tipsy girls are peeing in the grass and not in the middle of the bike paths.
Then everyone vanishes, leaving the riverbanks looking like an exploded carnival:
But volunteers will soon scoop up the aftermath. Because they know what summer is like in Finland: thoroughly unexciting. Finns also understand the best way to cope with hundreds of drunken youths celebrating the zenith of summer is by watching from afar and reminding themselves that in mere months all of Finland will look like this:
Though I'd personally rather give my pet polar bear an unanesthetized neutering than float down a sludgy, pissed-in and beer-stinking river, I enjoy witnessing things like Beer Float. It's yet another reason why summer in the Republic of Finn is unlike anywhere else in the world.
Indeed, the point of summer here is that there is no point. It's downright languorous. People take saunas and visit their cottages. Old men sunbathe beside the bike paths in pink undies or none at all. Children squish strawberries between their toes. Seagulls perch on your windowsill and belt out hour-long arias. If you want to entertain your partner with a sexy sunset dinner, you have six or seven hours in which to do so (and if you wait an hour you can cap off your date with a nice sunrise grope session.)
Of course with only a blip of quasi-darkness in the wee hours, summer is, for an insomniac such as myself, blurry and largely incoherent. And from what I gather – based on the ceaseless revving of scooters and smashing of bottles on our street – Finns generally don't sleep much either. But that's ok. We have winter for that. And then the drinking won't be celebratory, but mournful, and the idea of sunburned kids on rafts will seem like nothing but a cruel, distant joke.
By Matthew Gavin Frank
Not yet anteater boot-top-deep in suicide art and esophageal cathedral, the open rush of mole negro alley and chipped abalone shell catching the sun in its drying marine mitt, strange creams and Aztec knives—long-gone virginal—loved, hated, ignored, we ditch, thanks to Juan Pérez's biscuit-faced generosity, our suitcases behind the Rioja's front desk for the day—our flight to Oaxaca City only at 9:00pm tonight, and sup from Ciudad de México/Méjico/Distrito Federal, this triple-named beast of a metropolis, its belly heaving with street-scene and food and market and fake snow in 80 degrees Fahrenheit, and Juan Pérez's patulous hugs (He actually runs his hands over the backs of our heads, kisses us on our cheeks, his lips warm and smooth, his face prickled with graying stubble, rife with effluvium—clove, citrus peel, musk, the back of a grandparent's closet, the mothballs there and peeling floral shelfpaper, the spice of age and the uncontainable joy that can sometimes penetrate loneliness, calling to my own grandparents long-lost in their Long Island deathbed Yiddish mumblings and sweet neuroses bound to triple-checking the thermostat before bed, and Louisa's, their quiet passings after being robbed in Johannesburg, handcuffed to their toilet), and stepping from the lobby, our ultra-temporary home, our one-night sanctuary and port in the educational protest deluge, we are naked and stuffed with beating hearts, two turkeys bloated with garlic and apple and breadcrumb and quick pace, heated demeanors, breasts drying out in this city-oven, juices running clear and exhilarated over the haldz and pupik of Avenida Cinco de Mayo and the corners we have yet to turn.
We blow kisses to the Virgen de Guadalupe calendar, the nightstands that once, if only for a storied night, held our books and our beer. The courtyard inhales, inflates its ribcage and we stare upward to its lack of ceiling, the sky washed-out, pale and filthy. We slip sheets of yellow paper beneath our suitcase handles with our Mexican names: Mateo y Luisa Franco. Wheel them behind the front desk. Juan Pérez implores us with a string of ten cuidados, clapping the air between his thick hands in applause or prayer, we can't tell. We assure him we will be careful, our breaths sick with cheap toothpaste, his with cigar tobacco, leaf-acrid and heady, and step in toward those celestial embraces. He will not be here when we return, his shift over, his forty-minute drive to his ample wife and one daughter who still lives at home (of his remaining seven children, only two reside in Mexico City, and one of them in Chicago! which injects our goodbye with the additional five minute fever of memory and a list of stateside Mexican restaurants; Juan Pérez tells us he has never traveled north to visit. "Muy caro," he laments, rubbing his fingers together, empty of the many dólares he would have to spend to get there, my hometown, his son's apartment, the last place my parents will likely live). We will retrieve our bags from that reincarnated eagle of a front desk clerk we saw briefly last night. In Juan Pérez's adiós, the weight of the caretaker world.
We step, again, into the street, carrying with us our own decades in the service industry—my sixteen years in the restaurant trade, my start at age eleven, washing dishes in a fast food chicken shack on the outskirts of Chicago, moving through the worlds of server, busboy, wine grape picker and cantina floor mopper in Italy, line cook, garde manger, sous chef, sommelier, manager, catering business owner; Louisa's journey including much of the same, though peppered with au pair in Israel, counselor to teenage drug addicts and prostitutes in South Africa (which temporarily earned her the status of nun), laundress in Key West (where she and I met in a Latin jazz bar called Virgilio's, indelibly earning her the status of Fallen Sister Louie); our lives now in academia and massage therapy and, in Mexico, wherein we step toward the Zócalo, Juan Pérez's graciousness still clinging to our necks like barbate scarves.
He makes us miss the service industry. We talk of this as we walk, our pace enflamed with our forthcoming evening plane ride, how the past has its sneaky ways to force us to desire it, return to it, even though we know disappointment imminently looms.
"Human nature," Louisa says, as we pass an old woman playing the xylophone at the street curb, "we always want to be what we're not, sweeten the things we used to do."
"Or where we used to be," I say.
Chicago asserts itself in the distance—some prohibitive force, forever muy caro.
When we emerge from skinny side-street into the behemoth Zócalo, we see at its center, on this 80-degree day, a snow machine spewing its cold manufactured flakes into the air. A team of smocked employees works with inadequate gloves to mound the snow into piles from which children, for a few pesos can pack snowballs for the throwing. The line to do this is obscene and snaking, two hours long at least, but oh, sweet novelty! This is the white sand beach to Siberia! All we can do is stop to watch a seven-year-old girl finally reach the line's front, fork over her mother's coins, and build a pathetic eight-inch snowman with the aid of a rigid burlap mold, under the supervision of a beautiful red-vested employee with matching red Santa Claus barrettes.
To her mother's snapping camera, the girl beams as the barretted employee supplies her with a small pieces of cork and a reusable string of carrot, mounted on a long pin to stick into the molded snow-dwarf's face, machine-pumped flakes waltzing around her head, collecting like diamonds in her black hair. Though this world is melting quickly, and she's already being ushered out to allow for the next child, her face, as if trapped in a mold of its own, will not lose its smile. This is a past that may not require sweetening. Louisa and I take each other's sweating hands. It's been a strange winter.
Dream Residue
By Uche Ogbuji
Can't believe I stayed asleep to give
Honey slope après ski GPS,
Real life need-to-piss bringing the cock-block;
Her black greek letter accent fading fast
With harem eyes under bright bluebird skies
To duller daybreak wink of bluing chalk…
Damn! I planned to smash that like Thor's hammer.
The ferry over cream slides cruel to dock.
Spring Feverish
By Tina Traster
Anyone who's ever spent a winter week in Vermont or Canada's Laurentian Mountains knows how easy it is to get swept up in the dreamy idyll of living in a "place like this" one day. There's a perpetual blanket of snow. The glow of candles flickering in windows and fires blazing in brick hearths. A red cardinal made redder by a backdrop of stark whiteness.
I used to fantasize about living in a "place like this" every time I visited one. Now I know how it feels. Winter 2011 has given us nine storms and 63 inches of snow in the Hudson Valley so far.
My daughter's school closed four times for snow days, and there have been several delayed openings and one early dismissal. I don't think she had a full week of school during January.
We are toiling breathlessly to keep our six hens alive during our first winter of animal husbandry — jerry-rigging the coops with blankets, tarps and heating devices.
The locks on our old cars freeze constantly and the engines barely start. Power outages are frequent.
The front door shrinks when it's below 20 degrees. So when we leave the house, the door must be slammed approximately 10 times before the latch catches. When we return, every picture on the wall is tilted, like in a funhouse.
Oh, and speaking of fun, have you heard about the newest extreme sport? Collecting the mail. Thanks to the plows, there has sometimes been a mound of frozen ice in front of the mailbox. To retrieve mail, one must stand in the road and drape one's body over the igloo to reach inside the box. The consolation prizes? Scorching fuel bills and Lands' End catalogs that make you fantasize about — what else? — living in Vermont.
Nothing, though, has tested our mettle more than the driveway — or what's left of it. Normally, our long, skinny gravel driveway fits two cars side-by-side at the wider end. But after the post-Christmas Day blizzard, my husband and I did a do-si-do with our two cars, lining up one behind the other. Then an ice storm hit, and his economical but winter-challenged stick shift auto-froze in place. No amount of chipping away at ice or spinning tires nudged the car an inch.
For countless days, I offered him my all-wheel jalopy and experienced the life of a shut-in. Finally, a snow angel appeared just as my husband was once again urging his fossilized car to get a move on. A strapping guy — the kind who wears a T-shirt when it's 15 degrees outside — stopped his pickup truck in front of our driveway and asked if we needed help. He got behind my husband's car and successfully pushed it out of the driveway.
Everyone is in on this winter's complaint-fest. But I had to laugh the other day when my mother, who lives on the Upper West Side, lamented over canceled bridge games and difficult journeys down to Lincoln Center.
"Bridge games," I scoffed. "Right now, Ricky is in the basement using a blow-dryer to unfreeze our frozen water pipes! He has to bring hot water bottles out to Miracle [our hen] every few hours to keep her from freezing to death!"
"Well," she responded with a sniff, "these are the choices you made."
My mother has never understood why I bought an old farmhouse on a mountain road 25 miles from the city. To her way of thinking, I should have stayed in Manhattan, or at the very least, chosen a lovely groomed Westchester suburb.
But I have no regrets about moving to our rugged Hudson River town. When it's all said and done, whatever wintry challenges we've muddled through have been offset by pleasure. Hunkering down as often as we have made us inventive: cooking soups and baking breads. Life slowed down, and our road became largely silent. We stayed in our pajamas all day. We drank hot chocolate and gazed out the windows, watching deer trudge in slow motion through deep snowdrifts. It's made me nostalgic about childhood winters I seem to remember but probably never had.
Maybe Vermont would be manageable after all.
Read more about Tina Traster's move from the city to a rural suburb in "Burb Appeal: The Collection," now available on Amazon.com. E-mail: [email protected]
The French Toast Shortage of 2011
By Richard Cox
I have this sudden desire to make French toast. It's 3:18 AM Central Standard Time on February 9, 2011, and I ate dinner hours ago, and more recently I prepared myself a late-night snack. But enjoying a full stomach very early on a Wednesday morning doesn't make me crave the French toast any less. What matters is it's 10 degrees outside, and the wind is howling at 35 miles per hour, and it's snowing heavily.
Since it's snowing, that means I need French toast. And I need it now.
But there's a problem. When I go to the store, there's no bread on the shelves. There are no eggs. I do find a few cartons of milk, but they aren't really milk but almond milk, Silk-brand Pure Almond Dark Chocolate Milk with ExtraAntioxidants.
Cheating Death in Maine
By Keith Dixon
If you discount the dodgy crosswind twin-prop landings, the post-lunch deep-sea swims, the near-misses out on the autoroute, the closest I ever came to dying was in deep midwinter at Sugarloaf Mountain in Kingfield, Maine. Every winter my family traveled there for a week-long ski vacation, and in my eleventh year we rented the holy grail of all condos: the slopeside villa.
Go With the Floe: White Knights & Frozen Babies
Recently, while teaching my pet polar bear and two Insane Russian Dogs how to sculpt ice with a chainsaw, I spotted a young woman dragging a baby carriage through a foot of hateful, sludgy snow. She appeared flummoxed and frustrated, snow pouring over the tops of her Ugg (ugh!) boots, icicle towers crashing to the ground all around her. The baby carriage's wheels soon clogged to the point of complete immobility, and when the woman stopped to dig through her purse for a spare ice axe, she let out an audible whimper.
Being a typical American afflicted with some innate savior-samaritan complex, I rushed over to help. But – perhaps because Finns are markedly tough and resourceful, or perhaps because my Insane Russian Dogs were snuffling at the little human covered in its own frozen drool – the woman presented me with an uncommonly horrified expression. Despite my offer in three different languages to assist, the woman simply said "no," took out her cell phone, and presumably bided her time until the spring thaw. There was no: "Thank you, but I'm ok," or "Be gone, creepy Yank." Just a well-rehearsed turn of the shoulder and a brutally disdainful sideways glance. I was offended. And in the typical reaction of someone who judges that which he doesn't understand, I stormed back inside and updated my Facebook status.
Not two days later the scene repeated itself. This time I was busy filling the neighbor's mailbox with snow (we're at war, it's a long story) when another woman, mistaking me for a smart person, ventured into our yard to ask for directions. She also had a baby carriage in tow. Before she could hand over her map of Finland (a monstrous white sheet with a tiny "You Are Here" in the middle), her two-inch heels gave out and she and the baby carriage splashed into the snow. The dogs howled. The reindeer scattered. The polar bear strained at the end of his chain. The baby wailed with joy.
After we pried her carriage loose, the woman asked me how to get to a particular church. I've heard of these things called churches. I believe they're the pointy white things on the horizon. I directed her toward the nearest one (which actually ended up being an electric tower) and made the sign of the cross. The woman thanked me, stepped out of the yard, and promptly vanished into a crevasse.
This, my first uncut Finnish winter, has hosted many such events. While it hasn't been particularly cold, the snow has been unholy and merciless. There's so much that there's really nowhere else to pile it. Neighbors can be seen tossing it back and forth over their fences in an infinite loop of futility. If you throw the snow into the street, the plow shoves it back into your yard. If you pile it against the house, the white stuff seeps into your basement and creeps up the stairs. Often you'll be trudging to the store and will stumble over a shopping cart, an airplane wing, or the mail man.
Fortunately, the Finnish landscape is flat enough that we don't get many avalanches. Unfortunately, the land is so flat that snow can't be bothered to melt. Last year in Helsinki, the country's southernmost city, the Municipal Snow Dump didn't fall below the one-meter line until September 15th. All of Finland celebrated by peeling their snowsuits down to the waist, then got back to shoveling.
While the country may be big on snow, that's about all that's big here. Kitchens, roads, stores, sodas, stomachs, etc. are much more humble in volume. Even in the thick of winter, Finns drive around in cars not much bigger than a bicycle. (Often you'll see forty or fifty clowns climbing out of them outside Alko, the state-run booze store.) SUVs are used as school buses and tow trucks. Houses that are large by Finnish standards would be considered foyers in the U.S.
Yes, Americans could learn a lot from Finland. Especially humility. But that's not to say that Finland couldn't learn a lot from the U.S.: the last time I was visiting my homeland, I stood in line queue behind a woman who wanted to know where she could throw out a coffee cup. Because she was above average in aesthetic pleasantness, an assortment of male courtesans appeared from the sky to assist her. None quite had a plan for the trash though, and the man who "won" it ended up shoving it in his coat pocket (perhaps to be used in future Voodoo rituals). Conversely, upon returning to Finland I saw a man try to help an old woman out of the path of an oncoming train. The woman spat, swung her handbag at him, and called him a "smelly c***." And that was her being polite.
I guess in Finland being helped is ultimately a sign of weakness. It's just not in their nature. Which is why I'm piling snow in the trunk of the neighbor's car. I just can't help myself.
"Oh my God," I yelled, peering out the window. "Daddy's had a heart attack. Wait here."
I ran down the freshly paved path to the far end of my property where Ricky was lying face up, arms splayed, snow shovel at his side.
"What are you doing out here in pajamas?" he asked. "You're going to get sick?"
"What the hell are you doing lying on the ground? I thought you had a heart attack."
Soaked through his wool hat and down jacket, he looked like he'd been to a sweat lodge, not shoveling.
"I got tired. I'm taking a rest," he added, laughing.
"Not funny."
Marching back up the path I said to myself that's it, next year we're hiring a professional plowing service.
We live on a mountain precipice 500 feet above sea level. There are times when Nyack gets rain and we, high above it, get snow. Our property is a plowing nightmare. You need to walk roughly 40 feet along a stone path to get from our front door to the edge of the driveway. The driveway slopes westward, and precipitously downward. Last year we finally had it graded because it was nearly impossible to get cars out after a storm.
Our first winter here, a mortgage broker from the city came to our house (ah the good old days) to do a re-finance. It had snowed the day before. He walked up the path gingerly, wearing his pinstripe suit and laced-up brown leather shoes. "Welcome to the country," we said. He thought it looked so charming — until he tried to get his car out of the driveway. After spinning his wheels, he and Ricky spent an hour digging him out.
"Let's hire a professional plow company next year," I'd said. "Don't be ridiculous." Ricky answered. "We're rugged individualists. That's why we live on this mountain."
Winters two through four were pretty much the same. Not a terrible amount of snow, which made the job of plowing manageable
But 2010 was the year of the snow storm. By mid-February, I'd lost track of the inch/foot total.
We were woken at 4:40 am by a deafening scraping sound. Ricky flew out of bed and pulls up the shade. "Will you look at that?" he said, observing the McMansion across the street. "He's got a plow service that comes in the middle of the night."
At 5:30, more scraping. This time from the guy next to the McMansion, who has his own plow. Back and forth he goes, clearing snow, spitting gravel into the road.
By dawn, bzzzzzzzzz. Our neighbor who loves his power toys was blowing the snow.
"Hasn't anybody around here heard of a shovel?" my husband grunts, unwilling to admit he has snow-removal envy.
A few weeks ago, I was home alone. Our path and driveway were an icy mess again from the most recent storm. Ricky had done a bit of plowing but I was afraid to go outside, let alone move the car. Looking out the window, I saw two men in sweatshirts carrying shovels over their shoulders. Either I was having a religious experience or this was my lucky day.
I ran out and asked if I could hire them to dig us out.
"Okay," one said. "Forty dollar."
I would have given him $50.
When Ricky came home that night he gave me a giant hug.
"Wow, sweatheart, thanks."
"Happy Valentine's Day," I crowed.
Then the big one hit. 24 inches fell over 48 hours. It was paradise to behold. Julia said, "Mommy, it looks like the Nutcracker ballet out there," and it did.
The next morning, Ricky started plowing the path. It was like watching someone try to empty the ocean with a spoon. I left Julia behind to finish the snowman we were building and trudged through waist-deep snow to the top of our driveway. I flagged down a guy with a plow on his car and offered to pay him.
He pulled into the driveway, and when he tried to maneuver the shovel with the car, his wheels spun. He was stuck. He wasn't going anywhere, and neither was the snow. For the next hour Ricky and he shoveled out his car – which only made a small dent of snow clearing at the end of the driveway.
That night Ricky soaked in the tub, complaining how much his knee hurt.
The next day I called someone who sent two guys to shovel us out. They did a stellar job.
"So are you ready to get a professional service next year?" I asked Ricky.
"Why don't we get a heated driveway," he suggested, a clearly reasonable alternative to my preposterous suggestion.
By Kristen Elde
One Friday morning, I was running the streets of Brooklyn's Red Hook neighborhood when I tripped on some garbage and fell, bracing my fall with… my chin.
The sound was the worst: the dull internal clatter as top teeth met bottom. After lying prostrate in the middle of the dusty street for a split second, I scrambled to right myself. I made it to a sitting position and my thoughts went instantly to my mouth. My teeth: were they all there? A quick once-over with my tongue suggested they were. At the same time I brought my hand to my chin—but not before a nice crossing guard thrust a stack of napkins beneath it, urging me to apply pressure. "You hit the ground hard, honey. There's blood—a lot of it."
Elegy for a Tutor
By Stefan Kiesbye
The two teenagers are making out on the sofa to my left, not two feet away. They kiss, then speak to each other in Spanish. Fabiola, my 3rd grade student, sits at the table with me, to my right, hunched over a word search for 'winter.' She's never seen snow, a blizzard, or sleet. I tell her about snow storms in Buffalo, and the 'Zero Visibility' ice-cream. Her friend, she answers, who moved to L.A. from Colorado, has seen hail the size of Chicken McNuggets. Which are Fabiola's favorite food.
In Spanish, the boy asks, "Does he speak Spanish?"
"No," I say, "but I'm not stupid."
I don't know if he is Fabiola's brother, I haven't been introduced to any of the family members who walk through the room in which I tutor, the first one you enter when you walk through the front door. There's a back entrance, and it's only me who comes in front. I've seen Fabiola's mother in the driveway, but she never leaves the back of the apartment, doesn't come out to greet me or even take a look at me. I haven't shaken her hand. I'm dealing only with Fabiola's stepfather, who keeps toy cars on the shelves in the living room. They are models of souped-up Hondas and Toyotas and they come in all sizes. The biggest is operated with a remote control and has big 'Toyo Tires' decals on the sides.
The boy grins now, the girl looks scared. This might be the living room or the dining room. There's not much dining or living in it, this is the first time Fabiola and I are not alone. I'm 42 and have had three accidents in three months, and I don't have collision, so I've tied the passenger door shut with some rope. I drink cheap red wine, eight dollars a 1.5 liter bottle at California Market, no vintage. My wife's and my teeth are turning blue.
Fabiola asks if she can go to the restroom. She takes her time while the teenagers giggle again and kiss. The boy is squat and wears a white hat backwards, the girl is short and has the face of a china doll. The boy puts his hand in one pocket and extracts a condom in a red wrapper. He holds it out to the girl but she won't touch it.
Fabiola comes back and resumes her work on gloves, mittens and snow. It's January. Outside it's 80 degrees, and soon the boy and girl leave, and Fabiola is moving on to word clusters with animal names. In front of our table is a small altar for La Flaca, Santa Muerte. The Skinny One smiles, her bones clad in a red robe. A candle burns behind her, a matchbox-sized Ford Mustang stands at her feet.


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Posted on August 16, 2018 by normanbradio
Serious: The Constitution Demands It – The Case For The Impeachment Of Donald Trump by Ron Fein, John Bonifaz, & Ben Clements
Written by a trio of veteran constitutional attorneys who argue that according to the Constitution, the time to talk about impeachment is now. They offer a precise case against the president, detailing eight legal grounds, including illegal payments from foreign governments; using government agencies to persecute political enemies; obstructing justice; abusing the pardon power; undermining of the freedom of the press. Ron Fein, Legal Director for Free Speech For People joins the program to talk about his book and answer questions emailed in by listeners. "Why isn't anyone moving forward with impeachment? Why are the people in power so forgiving and willing to look the other way?" Asks Janis in Seattle. Ron Fein expertly gives his opinion on what could well be the most important question right now.
Seriously: The World In A Grain – The Story of Sand and How It Transformed Civilization by Vince Beiser
Did you know that after water and air, sand is our most consumed natural resource? Have you ever realized how deeply sand defines and makes possible our lives? Every concrete building and paved road on Earth, every window, computer screen and silicon chip, is made from sand. This humble material is in everything from light bulbs to glasses – and we are running out of it. Award-winning journalist Vince Beiser explains how vital sand is in its many forms, from construction sand to silica to high-purity quartz. Beiser writes, "Sand has become one of the twenty-first century's most sought-after commodities, sparking violence and destruction around the world."
Seriousness: Off The Cliff – How the Making of Thelma & Louise Drove Hollywood to the Edge by Becky Aikman
In 1991, Thelma & Louise. The story of two women on the run from their disenchanted lives, was a revelation. Finally, here was a film in which women were, in every sense, behind the wheel. It turned the tables on Hollywood, instantly becoming a classic. Becky Aikman draws on 130 interviews with the key players of this remarkable cast of actors, writers, and filmmakers to give a detailed and fascinating insight into a cinematic masterpiece. Before Geena Davis, Susan Sarandon, and a young up-and-coming actor named Brad Pitt got involved, Thelma & Louise was just an idea in the head of Callie Khourie, a disenchanted thirty-year-old music video production manager. One night at four am, Callie had a vision for a movie – two women on a crime spree, fleeing their dull and tedious lives, in search of a freedom they never had been able to realize. The likelihood of a script by an unheard-of screenwriter starring women lead roles actually getting made was remote. Aikman tells an inspiring and important story about creativity, the magic of cinema, and the obstacles that women in Hollywood continue to face to this day.
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Three Very Different Books + One New EP
Posted on July 6, 2018 by normanbradio
About a week or so ago, late night talk show host, Jimmy Fallon introduced The Tonight Show's first ever book club and included The Immortalists, the brilliant new novel by Chloe Benjamin. Perhaps, because Fallon has come under critical scrutiny after his gentle-cozy interview with Trump, the least cerebral of late-night comedians is not usually associated with anything other than chummy-chats with show-biz guests promoting whatever they are obligated to flog to the masses. So it came as no surprise when a few of Life Elsewhere's attentive listeners decided to voice their opinions. Our interview with Chloe Benjamin had been well-received but our listeners were mystified as to how such a smart book managed to be on Jimmy's book list! Had they missed the plot? Laney wrote to say that she wondered, "Is The Immortalists that lightweight?" And Meredith asked, "The book sounded serious and intense, did I miss the part about it being funny?" These questions prompted us to revisit Norman B's interview with Chloe Benjamin. Yes, it is an intense book and it's a note-worthy interview. Hear it again in this edition of Life Elsewhere, then perhaps we can all reevaluate the intellectual standing of Fallon, or at least give a big thumbs up to his producers.
Katja Pantzar discovered the simple, nature-inspired ways that Finns stay happy, healthy and strong – no matter what life has in store. This included swimming every day, even in winter when the water is 1 degree Celsius (34 Fahrenheit and feels as if hundreds of pins and needles are pricking your body. Katja joins the program to discuss her new helpful book, The Finnish Way.
The Great Believers is one of the first books to chronicle the AIDS epidemic from its initial outbreak to the present. Rebecca Makkai has written a powerful novel of friendship and redemption in the face of tragedy. She weaves together 1980's Chicago and contemporary Paris to tell a story of survivors who were forever affected by the AIDS crisis. Rebecca's achingly beautiful novel touches on governmental indifference, survivor's guilt, and a broken healthcare system. This is an emotive interview, you won't want to miss.
Every so often, we like to squeeze in a new music discovery, Slippery Eyes are from Portland, Oregon. Their excellent EP is titled Take Care, Be Well and the track we selected is Slippery Eyes. The band is Cai on vocals and guitar. Cassie plays bass, Christian is on drums and Jesse is also on guitar. Check out more new music at Life Elsewhere Music.
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Posted on June 23, 2018 by normanbradio
Thirty years ago when I first caught sight of the cover I knew this was going to be a record I would like. Little did I know then it would be a release that I would instantly adore and over the years I would herald it as groundbreaking. At any given opportunity I would reference it as having a lasting profound impact on me. I would consistently include it in my "Best of Lists". Sometimes, for no other reason than I thought it was perfectly brilliant, I'd slip it into a set if I was doing live radio or if I was deejaying in a club, I'd take the crowd to a pulsing rhythmic high and then hold them in a state of near climax as blended in its open bars, knowing only full well the crashing, thunderous crescendo of guitars would send everyone into ecstasy. Yes, the sleeve did catch my attention, back then Vaughan Oliver's graphic's for the 4AD label were the must-haves for every record snob on the planet. This one was all the more exceptional perhaps because of Juergen Teller's alluring, erotic photos on the front and back. But for me, I didn't get giddy with excitement over the cool 4AD covers, no, for me the music had to be as good, if not better than the precious covers. Lollita, the 3 track 12" EP by A. R. Kane was a landmark. The duo of Alex Ayuli and Rudy Tambala made music that came along just at the right time. It was like nothing else. Which probably explains why not everyone, not even die-hard 4AD aficionados treated it with the same reverence as I. There was another titillating facet to Lollita that fascinated me – the lyrics. Was he saying, "Winkie girl" or could it be, "Wicked girl"? Did he really say, "Love to go on down and kiss your curls"? It really didn't matter, the more I played it the bigger the mystery. And, did I play it! My copy is still if not in pristine condition, it sounds fine, the cover is a little grubby around the corners though. What an absolute thrill then when I opened up my inbox the other day to discover a new track, Thinking About You, from an outfit named, Jübl. The name was intriguing, but it was the sound…that sound. Could it be a close relation of A. R. Kane? With a little closer inspection, I discovered that Jübl is Rudy Tambala, (one half of A. R. Kane) who has been performing and recording with Maggie Tambala and Andy Taylor since 2015. Their debut EP is titled, Thinking Sweet has just been released. In the next edition of Life Elsewhere I'll play Thinking About You from Jübl and follow that up with, Lollita. I promise, not only are you in for a treat, you'll learn why I have been raving on about A. R. Kane for so long and why I'm now excited to hear the new music from Rudy as he move forward with Jübl.
Also in the show, my interview with Australian author, Elizabeth Tan about her beautifully complex debut novel, Rubik. A new release arrived just as this show was being edited that sounded just right to almost work as a soundtrack to Elizabeth's extraordinary work. From London, it's a new female talent who goes by the moniker, Grand Pax. The song is titled, Destroyer and it's available on the Blue Flowers imprint. Enjoy!
Funny, With A Message
When Katie Met Cassidy and Blown are two new, clever-funny novels. Both are very much set in the present, each book reels off timely iconic observations and pop-culture references without a hint of self-consciousness. Their fast-pasted comedic well-constructed narratives with believable characters draw the reader in, while almost slyly revealing a deeper, thought-provoking message. In When Katie Met Cassidy, Camille Perri proudly writes about, as she says, "her queerness" without preaching, pontificating or even pandering. She knows the LGBTQ community inside out and she takes the reader into what is most likely for many, a mysterious scary world. Perri devises a simple love story for the plot. There's Katie, born and raised in Kentucky, now an aspiring, late- twenties lawyer in New York. She's a good girl, a people pleaser and a rule follower. Katie finds herself sitting in a disoriented haze across a boardroom table from another a lawyer in a sharply tailored man's suit, who on first look Katie mistakes for a man. This is native New Yorker, Cassidy, a confident, beautiful woman who seems to break all the rules Katie has tried so hard to follow. A hot passionate love story unfolds between two women, yet Camille Perri skillfully avoids cliches and stylized caricatures. Instead, her message is, no matter what your gender or sexual preference, when you're in love you share the same emotions as anyone else in love. It's a straightforward notion, but even in this modern age, there are still too many amongst us who would rather call it a love that dare not speak its name.
With five comic novels, all with one-word titles: Raw, Baked, Moist, Delicious and Salty (recently adapted into a major motion picture, titled Gun Shy, starring Antonio Banderas), Mark Haskell Smith excels at cooking up a supremely weird atmosphere and spicing it up with equally weird sex and violence. With Blown, his latest novel, Mark Haskell Smith goes all out with a wildly entertaining satire of corporate greed, sexual desire, and crime in the global financial services industry. Exceptionally funny, ribald and sharp-eyed, Blown starts as a simple case of embezzlement and explodes into a fatal high-stakes gamble for money and the pursuit of happiness. With his trade-mark knack of creating a cast of believable if not eccentric characters, in realistic but extraordinary circumstances, Smith gives his quizzical take on greed and human frailty. All the while the reader cannot stop laughing.
Make sure not to miss Norman B's spirited interviews with two keenly talented and engaging authors on the next edition of Life Elsewhere.
The Brain + Math + Natasha Tells All!
Posted on June 9, 2018 by normanbradio
Norman Doidge, M.D., is a psychiatrist, psychoanalyst, researcher, author, essayist, and poet, he joins Life Elsewhere to discuss his latest book The Brain's Way of Healing: Remarkable Discoveries and Recoveries from the Frontiers of Neuroplasticity. "They thought that the brain was too sophisticated for its own good. That during evolution, it became so complex that it lost the ability to repair itself and to restore lost functions or to preserve itself. They were wrong. Because it turns out that its very sophistication can be the source of a unique kind of healing… The brain's way of healing." Says Doidge. The subject of his book could be daunting if it were not for Norman Doidge's enthusiasm and easy to understand explanations
"I believe you have Dyscalculia", mathematics Professor, Jordan Ellenberg tells Norman B, who admits to having difficulty with numbers and being daunted by interviewing the author of How Not to Be Wrong: The Power of Mathematical Thinking. The professor's book, now out in paperback is all about math, but not the math we learn in school which can seem like a dull set of rules, laid down by the ancients and not to be questioned. Instead, Jordan Ellenberg explains to us how terribly limiting this view is. "Math isn't confined to abstract incidents that never occur in real life, but rather touches everything we do—the whole world is shot through with it, the math." the professor says.
She was the last person to be hired at Andy Warhol's Factory and she wants to talk about it. Natasha Fraser-Cavassoni wants to talk about all of her experiences including an affair with Mick Jagger when she was a seventeen-year-old school girl. Ms. Fraser-Cavassoni isn't one to hold back, in her new book, After Andy – Adventures In Warhol Land, she tells all. It's a glitzy, fast-paced, juicy, gossipy, name-dropping chronicle. She saw firsthand the end of an era and the establishment of a global phenomenon. From behind the scenes disagreements and the assessment of his estate, which included Interview magazine and his art inventory, to the record-breaking auction of his belongings and the publication of his diaries. Natasha examines the immediate aftermath of Warhol's death and his ever-growing impact. In the next edition of Life Elsewhere, Natasha Fraser-Cavassoni chats with Norman B about her riveting eyewitness memoir.