Ultra-luxury cruise leader Silversea has launched a new collection of voyages to Cuba, enabling guests of all nationalities to discover the remarkable destination. Departing for Cuba from the United States for the first time in the cruise line's history, the 17 voyages will unlock authentic experiences for Silversea's guests, showcasing the best of the country through immersive land excursions in various destinations.
Silver Wind will inaugurate the collection of voyages to Cuba when she sets sail on 14 February 2019, on a 7-night voyage from San Juan to Fort Lauderdale. The itinerary will include visits to the Cuban cities of Havana and Santiago de Cuba, and the Bahamian island of Bimini.
Silversea's recently lengthened Silver Spirit will depart San Juan on a 10-night voyage on 22 February 2019. An overnight in Santiago de Cuba will be complemented by calls in Cienfuegos and Havana, as well as stops in George Town, Key West and Bimini, before finishing in Fort Lauderdale.
Departing San Juan on 31 March 2019, Silver Wind will unlock Santiago de Cuba and Havana on overnight calls, as well as Cienfuegos, on a 10-night voyage. The itinerary will also incorporate George Town in the Cayman Islands and Bimini.
Also aboard Silver Wind, a 9-night round-trip voyage from Fort Lauderdale – departing 10 April 2019 – will call in Santiago de Cuba overnight and Havana, in addition to Bimini, Nassau and Port Canaveral.
Concluding the selection for 2019, a 14-night sailing aboard Silver Whisper will depart Fort Lauderdale on 22 November 2019. The round-trip voyage will feature a visit to Cienfuegos, plus overnight stays in Santiago de Cuba and Havana, offering ample time for guests to experiences the local way of life. The itinerary also includes calls in Grand Cayman, Cozumel, Belize City and Key West.
Silversea guests will be treated to a host of carefully curated people-to-people experiences, designed to enable travellers to delve deeper into Cuba's stunning natural beauty and a number of the country's cultural and historical highlights. Following is a small sampling of shore excursions in each of the offered destinations, with additional bespoke experiences to be revealed in the coming weeks.
In the Cuban capital, guests will have the chance to learn about key landmarks on a panoramic driving tour, escorted by a knowledgeable local guide. They will be able to explore the UNESCO World Heritage-listed Old Havana on a walking tour, with rum and cigar demonstrations and tastings. They'll also be able to cruise along the waterfront in vintage 1950s American cars; be enchanted by the Latin rhythms and captivating dancers of the iconic Tropicana Cabaret; savor inspired musical performances at La Zorra y El Cuervo, the city's legendary jazz club; and travel beyond the city to the World Heritage-listed Viñales Valley, renowned for its stunning landscape and tobacco cultivation.
Often described as Cuba's cultural capital, Santiago de Cuba impresses with its wealth of interesting attractions, from colorful colonial buildings, churches and a UNESCO World Heritage-listed fortress to eclectic museums, and charming parks, gardens and UNESCO World Heritage-listed old French coffee plantations. Guests will have opportunities to connect with local culture at historic sites of interest, gaining insight into the Cuban Revolution and the Spanish-American War. They'll also be able to delve into the Cuban traditions surrounding tobacco and rum, and much more.
Aboard Silversea ships, guests enjoy ocean-view suites, sumptuous cuisine, and the personalised service of a butler. Enriching the experience are such all-inclusive amenities as complimentary premium wines and spirits, specialty coffees, bottled water, juices and soft drinks served throughout the ship; an in-suite bar, stocked with guests' preferences; an in-suite 24-hour dining service; and unlimited complimentary Wi-Fi.
For more information, please visit: www.silversea.com/cuba-cruises.


My youngest brother and I are best friends. Even though we're eight years apart, we have so much in common and enjoy spending time together. Back when I was a single mom, he and I had a house together and he helped me out with my daughter. After I met my husband and told my brother that I was moving from Philadelphia to California, everything changed. By the time my daughter and I moved a few months later, my brother was barely speaking to me.
It had been two years since my youngest brother and I had last spoke when I received an early morning phone call that he was missing. His live-in girlfriend, who I had never met, told me that after bringing their dogs home from a walk, he left the house and disappeared. My brother left his keys, wallet, and telephone behind.
I lived across the country, but my family and his friends drove the two hours from our hometown to where he lived to search for him. As I supported their efforts by doing as much investigation as I could from the West Coast, all sorts of scenarios ran through my head. I didn't want to think the worse, but I couldn't help it.
I had long suspected that my brother might have depression. We grew up with the same toxic parent, which presented a lot of challenges. My brother felt the brunt of it for various reasons. Even still, he was always so put together and able to adapt that I figured he had found a way to manage it and work through it. That's why, when he wouldn't answer my calls or text messages for two years, instead of being concerned that there was a problem with him, I assumed I had done something to make him not want to talk to me.
When we talked on the night that he was found, I felt so guilty that I hadn't seen the signs sooner. I apologized for not being there for him, but he told me that his decision had nothing to do with me. Things had spiraled out of control for him and he thought going away would make everything better. Before he went to the bridge, he had checked himself into a treatment facility for a week. It was there that he decided his mind was made up.
As a suicide survivor, he said all the things the folks left behind usually suspect. That people would be better off without him here. He didn't want to be a burden on people he loved. It didn't matter to anyone if he was here or not anyway. That everything was going bad and he couldn't figure out how to fix it.
My brother had just gotten out of surgery, but we talked for an hour. We caught up and talked about what he wanted for his future. It sounded as if he knew he had a second chance at life and was grateful for it. There were a few family members who didn't understand that even though he was doing better emotionally in that moment, we needed to continue to support his healing. He didn't try to die by suicide because he was weak and now he was strong. He's always been strong, but depression can take down even the most solid person.
I was so thankful to have my brother back. For months afterwards, though, I would study him, looking for signs of darkness looming. He moved to California and stayed with my family for a short period while looking for his own place, and I never wanted to leave him alone. I'd ask him to ride everywhere with me even for quick errands, and made it a point to be in his space as much as humanly possible. I trusted him, but I didn't trust his illness. It had tried to take him from me once, and I didn't want it to happen again.
My brother is not the only person I've asked that question in the last couple of years either.
I don't let time elapse between checking on loved ones. If they don't want to talk to me, they'll have to tell me. Otherwise, I'm calling, texting, emailing, sending a video text, DM'ing on social media — anything to let them know that someone notices them and that they are important and valued.
Since then, my brother has recovered. He works hard to manage his depression after finding a regime that works for him. When I ask him how he's feeling, he's open and transparent. He knows what his triggers are and works hard to minimize them.
I know we're not ever really in the clear. Depression can be so unpredictable. To know that depression at one time had such as strong grasp on someone I love so much is scary. I'm not going to dwell on how different things could have been, though. I'm just grateful that he knows that the things he thought when he was in his dark space are not true. Most importantly, I'm thankful that he's still here.
If you, or someone you know, is having suicidal thoughts, contact the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline at 1-800-273-8255 or text "START" to 741-741. For additional mental health resources, click here.


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import logging
import json

log = logging.getLogger("harpoon.ship.progress_stream")

class Failure(Exception):
    pass

class Unknown(Exception):
    pass

class ProgressStream(object):
    def __init__(self, silent_cached=False):
        self.buf = []
        self.cached = None
        self.silent_cached = silent_cached
        if hasattr(self, "setup"):
            self.setup()

    def feed(self, line):
        log.debug(line)
        line_detail = None
        try:
            line_detail = json.loads(line.decode("utf-8"))
        except (ValueError, TypeError) as error:
            log.warning("line from docker wasn't json\tgot=%s\terror=%s", line, error)
            return

        if "errorDetail" in line_detail:
            raise Failure(line_detail["errorDetail"].get("message", line_detail["errorDetail"]))

        if not line_detail:
            return

        self.interpret_line(line_detail)

    def interpret_line(self, line_detail):
        raise NotImplementedError()

    def interpret_unknown(self, line_detail):
        raise Unknown(line_detail)

    def add_line(self, line):
        if not self.silent_cached or not self.cached:
            self.buf.append(line)

    def printable(self):
        for line in self.buf:
            yield line
        self.buf = []

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Here's What The White House Thinks We Should Do About Automation
To deal with automation's impact on the US workforce, we should invest in artificial intelligence, STEM education and a stronger social safety net, according to a new report from the Obama White House.
by Caroline O'Donovan
Posted on December 20, 2016, 11:13 pm
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The Obama administration today released a report on the role automation and artificial intelligence will play in the future of the US economy — namely, what will happen to workers as more and more jobs are automated out of existence. It's a follow-up to a previous report, 'Preparing for the Future of Artificial Intelligence', that was released by the administration in October.
This new report advocates for two policies the administration has pushed for consistently throughout Obama's presidency: More investment in STEM education, and a stronger social safety net. The former means making sure training for high-skill jobs starts in early childhood and continues throughout college and beyond; the latter means strengthening unemployment insurance, introducing wage insurance, and modernizing tax policy in order to protect the low-skilled workers who are most likely to lose their source of income as a result of automation.
But what's new in this report, according to Chairman of the Council of Economic Advisers Jason Furman, is the focus on the benefits artificial intelligence could bring to high-skilled workers. Per the report:
AI technology itself has opened up new markets and new opportunities for progress in critical areas such as health, education, energy, economic inclusion, social welfare, transportation, and the environment. Substantial innovation in AI, robotics, and related technology areas has taken place over the last decade, but the United States will need a much faster pace of innovation in these areas to significantly advance productivity growth going forward.
The report offers as examples of areas where investment in AI could be particularly useful is in building a defense system against cyberattacks, as well as in detecting fraud in the financial industry.
But, the report goes on to say, any investment in technology or growth in the AI industry will have to be accompanied by an increase in diversity of the workforce that's building it. Currently, "the lack of gender and racial diversity in the AI-specific workforce mirrors the significant and problematic lack of diversity in the technology industry and the field of computer science more generally." That's a problem for a number of reasons, including that more diversity generally means better problem-solving and faster rates of innovation, the report says.
Another problem in AI that has to be solved is algorithmic bias, which, according to this report, is already a risk in the credit and insurance industries, as well as in recruiting. The report warns that the use of algorithms in the hiring process, for example, could "unfairly exclude new potential talent."
Caroline O'Donovan is a senior technology reporter for BuzzFeed News and is based in San Francisco.
Contact Caroline O'Donovan at caroline.odonovan@buzzfeed.com.

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A bright smile can really take you places in life. If your smile is less than appealing due to missing teeth, there is a permanent solution available. Georgia Denture & Implant Specialists of Ball Ground can restore your smile to its natural beauty through dental implants.
Even one missing tooth can have an adverse effect on your appearance. Over time that empty space can cause other teeth to shift. Several absent teeth only compound the problem. There is also the concern of bone loss and shrinking gum tissue in the affected area. In addition to a changed appearance, eating habits and therefore your health may be impacted. You may not be able to chew your food properly or you may be eliminating some foods all together because they are too difficult to eat with fewer teeth. Missing teeth can also affect your speech. Fortunately, your Ball Ground prosthodontists can change all this around with a better way of restoring your teeth.
Dental implants can make a difference in your oral health. Aesthetically, your smile is enhanced giving you more confidence and sense of well-being. Physically, implants help curtail loss of bone and gum tissue. They also provide more surface area on which to properly chew your food. Dental implants are comfortable and function as natural teeth or act as stabilizers for partial or complete dentures. Implants are attached to the jaw bone with titanium screws and finished off with either an attachment for dentures or a crown for a natural look.
Your smile is as unique as you are. That's why our Ball Ground prosthodontists consult with you and incorporate your input in the dental care plan. Once it's been determined that dental implants are appropriate for you, you'll be on your way to a brighter, healthier smile.
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HEBREW UNION COLLEGE-JEWISH INSTITUTE OF RELIGION.
Reform rabbinical seminary founded in Cincinnati in 1875 by Isaac Mayer Wise. After two earlier failures, Wise succeeded in starting the school under the auspices of the Union of American Hebrew Congregations which he helped establish in 1873. Meeting first in the basement of Rabbi Wise's Temple Bnei Jeshurun, the school graduated four rabbis in its first class in 1883. Since its founding the school has ordained more than 1,879 Reform rabbis, of which 72 are women.
Merged in 1950 with the Jewish Institute of Religion in New York, the school, now known as HUC-JIR, has four campuses: one in Cincinnati which includes the American Jewish Archives; another in New York which includes the Jewish Institute of Religion building; a third in Los Angeles, and a fourth in Jerusalem. The New York and Los Angeles campuses include schools for the training of cantors and religious teachers; in addition, the Los Angeles campus has a training school for pro_fessional workers in American Jewish community agencies. In 1996, Rabbi Sheldon Zimmerman became president of HUC, replacing Dr. Alfred Gottschalk. He was succeeded by Rabbi David Ellenson, current President.


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Q: How to make InstanceOf work with object from Local Storage I have an object which is an instance of a class.  I then save it to local storage with JSON.stringify and then retrieve it with JSON.Parse.  However, after retrieving it, it is no longer an instance of the class.  How do I make it so that it is an instance of the class?
In other words, I need instanceOf to work correctly after retrieving it.

A: The instanceof operator tests whether an object has in its prototype chain the prototype property of a constructor which you loose when you stringify your object.
You can use the JSON data you parse back to re-instantiate your class:
var data = JSON.parse(localStorage.getItem('MY_CLASS'));

var myInstance = new myClass(data);
console.log(myInstance instanceof myClass); // should log 'true'

redpajama_set_name: RedPajamaStackExchange


A DESTINATION FOR ALL SEASONS… WHERE MEMORIES ARE WAITING TO BE MADE.
To best utilize our resources to facilitate, enhance and stimulate international trade, economic development and tourism for the betterment of the region.
The Washington State Park system is one of the largest and most diverse park systems in the country, with more than 100 developed parks, long-distance land and water trails, heritage sites and interpretive centers, boating safety, winter recreation and other recreation programs. The mission of the park system is to provide opportunities for recreation, education and enjoyment and to care for and preserve a vast array of significant natural, cultural and historical resources for current and future generations.


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from __future__ import print_function
import demisto_client.demisto_api
from demisto_client.demisto_api.rest import ApiException
from pprint import pprint

api_key = 'YOUR API KEY'
base_url = 'YOUR DEMISTO URL'

# create an instance of the API class
api_instance = demisto_client.configure(base_url=base_url, api_key=api_key, debug=True)
widget = demisto_client.demisto_api.Widget()

widget.name = 'Active Incidents - Pie chart'
widget.query = '-category:job and -status:archived and -status:closed'
widget.data_type = 'incidents'
widget.widget_type = 'pie'

try:
    # Import a widget
    api_response = api_instance.import_widget(widget=widget)
    pprint(api_response)
except ApiException as e:
    print("Exception when calling DefaultApi->import_widget: %s\n" % e)


>Arrived at my hotel at 1:00am. Was exhausted so thought I would sleep until at least 10:00. But with the two hours of sleep on the plane, and the time change, I was up bright and early at 7:30am. And this is the view that I woke up to from my hotel balcony…….More later…..
4 Responses to ">Day 2, Waking up in Waikiki"
>One more example of how it pays to be in the front of the bus. Glad the first leg of your journey worked out. Your view there sure beats the weather in NYC today – rain, rain, rain and more rain, oh and wind!
>Hey Dottie – Adam here from Hilton Head Health! We're excited to follow your journey!
>Hi Dottie You're off to a great start. Im enjoying all your memories of Hawaii.. View from hotel is fabulous. Feels like we're along for the ride too. Have fun.
>Keep the comments coming! Love the connections!


The first American sanatorium was built by Edward Livingstone Trudeau at Saranac Lake in the Adirondacks in 1885. Trudeau, like many of the early pioneers of the Sanatorium movement, was afflicted with tuberculosis, but believed he had cured himself of his symptoms after an extended stay in the mountains in the 1870s. At his sanatorium, he prescribed the same regime of healthy eating and outdoor living that had resulted in his own recovery, requiring residents to spend daylight hours outside riding horseback, walking, or reclining on the broad porches that encircled each of the sanatorium's "cure cottages." Trudeau also required his patients to eat several large meals a day, including at least three glasses of milk, and maintained a strict code of personal behavior that prohibited drinking, smoking, and cursing, and enforced a dress code. By 1900, Trudeau had raised enough money to build over twenty cottages at Saranac Lake, an infirmary, library, and chapel, as well as his own Saranac Laboratory for the Study of Tuberculosis. Unfortunately, Trudeau's "cures" did not stop the spread to the disease in his own body and, although for years he offered himself as a model of recovery, he died from tuberculosis in 1916.
The Saranac Lake Sanatorium piqued the interest of Jacob Schiff, the director of the United Hebrew Charities (UHC) in New York City. The organizations affiliated with the UHC struggled to address the needs of thousands of Jewish immigrants who lived in overcrowded tenements and suffered in high numbers from tuberculosis. Schiff was impressed by what he saw at Saranac Lake and personally engineered the construction of two sanatoriums specifically for Jewish tuberculars. The UHC raised funds to build two branches of their National Jewish Hospital, one in New York, and a second, large sanatorium in Denver, Colorado. Those seeking treatment at the hospitals had to comply with strict requirements for admission, including multiple meetings with the admissions' committee, with social workers, and with physicians.
Sanatoriums did not, however, provide a comprehensive solution to the tuberculosis problem. Not everyone was admitted, either because they were deemed too sick to benefit from the curative regime or because they could not afford to pay for extended visits. Many tuberculars gave state officials false information to avoid being sent to a sanatorium because they did not want to be separated from their families, particularly those who were responsible for supporting children or relatives. Even as the Sanatorium movement grew, most of the afflicted continued to pursue their own, individual remedies for their illness, perhaps the most popular of which was moving west.
Discussion of "The Sanatorium Movement in America"
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Official personnel shot of Dr. Little.
The most senior physician currently employed by the Foundation, Dr. Manfred Little enjoyed a lengthy career in the public service before being recruited in 1994 as a Site-197 researcher. Specializing in immunology, he was reassigned to be Foundation General Practitioner in 2001 and currently evaluates the health of humanoid anomalies and anomalies containing human-organ analogues at a variety of Sites. Due to the large number of humanoid anomalies contained therein, Dr. Little has provisional offices at Site-88, Site-309, and Site-667.
On March 4, 2009, during the routine treatment of a humanoid anomaly at Site-309, Dr. Little was affected by a poorly-understood memetic agent that causes all documentation referring Dr. Little or his position to refer to him as the "Ambassador to the Muonic Realm". After being removed from active duty for a period of approximately six months, it was determined that the memetic agent had no obvious additional effects on Dr. Little or his performance, and he was reinstated in his previous position. Further interrogation of the humanoid anomaly have revealed no clear connection between it and the memetic agent; and, according to current scientific theory, the instability of muons and the size of subatomic particles means that the establishment of any kind of subatomic infrastructure that would lead to a so-called "Muonic Realm" is infeasible.


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Next up for Phillips? Writing a screenplay. "It'll be like what Sly did with Rocky," he says. "Inspirational." (Jeff Riedel)
Health Training & Performance
Bill Phillips, the most successful fitness author in history, is a Colorado recluse who got his start teaching muscleheads how to use steroids. He's cleaned up his act—his Body-for-Life program runs street legal, and it works—but he's still banking on a timeless American urge: Everybody wants to be huge.
Nick Heil
A GAUZY APRIL MORNING in Golden, Colorado. Inside a lavish single-story office suite decked out with a big-screen TV, low-slung leather furniture, and a sprawling maple conference table, a solitary figure stands in front of a wall-size window. His hands are hooked behind his back as he gazes at a majestic view of wispy cirrus clouds arcing over the Front Range, where tan, muscular foothills back up to high, dark peaks. It's the kind of trophy vista awarded to great entrepreneurial success, a penthouse view reserved for business moguls, politicos, and local boys who've cashed in on, say, the most lucrative fitness phenomenon the country has ever seen.
Bill Phillips
Phillips, with his 2002 Ferrari 360 Spider, strikes a pose in the mountains near Boulder, Colorado.
SUPERSIZE IT: "Everybody has the power to change," Phillips insists. "To be better."
2002 BFL Challenge Champ Thomas Phillips
2002 BFL Challenge Champ Jill Augello
Phillips at Mile High Publishing, circa 1992; inset, the debut issue of Muscle Media 2000
Next up for Phillips? Writing a screenplay. "It'll be like what Sly did with Rocky," he says. "Inspirational."
"Transformation is such an interesting thing," says Bill Phillips, a former champion bodybuilder and sports-supplements impresario who can justifiably be called America's reigning personal trainer. He turns away from the window. "You have hundreds of millions of people across the world who want to change, who try to change, but they pull their hair out because they don't know how."
Phillips walks to the table where I'm sitting with his manager and media handler, Jim Nagle, and takes a seat. He's dressed in faded jeans, a navy T-shirt, and leather sandals, his short brown hair gilded with blond highlights. His arms are ropy with muscle, shaved smooth, veins braiding down to his wrists. Phillips is 39, but he looks collegiate, frattish, cool.
You might already know Phillips as the guy in a tight black tee glaring at you from the cover of his best-selling book Body-for-Life, which to date has sold 3.5 million copies in 24 languages. Or maybe you've heard of the company he built and eventually sold for more than $100 million, Experimental and Applied Sciences (EAS), currently the largest sports-nutrition operation in the United States. Or maybe someone you know has taken the Body-for-Life Challenge, a 12-week fitness contest that, if you believe the hype, can turn people with torsos like soft-serve cones into mini-Schwarzeneggers. If you've gone that route, chances are you've watched a Body-for-Life videotape, or belong to one of hundreds of BFL-related Internet chat groups, now atwitter about Phillips's new book, Eating-for-Life, due out this month.
Then again, maybe you haven't heard of Bill Phillips at all, and are still chowing down on dreadfully misproportioned piles of carbohydrates and fat, and working out halfheartedly, or misguidedly, or not at all. Yet now and then you feel the tug, standing in front of a full-length mirror, fantasizing about cannonball shoulders and chiseled biceps. Stare hard enough and you may even begin to see the ultimate badge of contemporary fitness lurking beneath the flab: six sculpted abdominal muscles, stacked above your waistband like masonry stones.
This is what the Cult of Bill vividly imagines, the holy vision BFLers work for every day. To enter this realm is to fervently believe that such a physique is not exclusive to the genetically gifted but is attainable by anybody, young or old, male or female, fat or skinny, rich or poor. All it requires, say the converted, is resolve.
Phillips swivels in his chair and looks to the window again. Outside, we can see the broad, circular drive that rings the office complex. Today a local bike race is taking place here, and just now a pack of cyclists comes chugging up a slight rise in the road. On cue, the riders hammer past the building in a blur of color and pistoning legs.
"Everyone has the power to change, to be better," Phillips continues quietly, thoughtfully, as if the idea is dawning on him for the first time. Nagle looks over, glancing at my notepad. This is important. Are you getting this down?
"Those riders out there—they're working hard, trying to improve themselves," Phillips says. "What makes them different from anyone else? Why people change and why they don't is fascinating. To me, it's the greatest mystery of life."
PRONOUNCEMENTS LIKE THAT are a mystery as well. Are they sincere statements from a fitness visionary? Or prefab sound bites from a smart businessman who wants to seem inspiring but doesn't quite know how?
Looking for answers to such questions, I've spent a year chasing Phillips and trying to get a feel for his public persona—which turns out to be tricky, since there isn't one. Little has been written about him except for puff pieces extolling EAS or Body-for-Life. Even as he quietly amassed a legion of zealous followers, he materialized only at book signings, on the rare morning show, or for prescheduled online discussion. When I asked to meet him in person, his publicity people turned cagey, stoking my curiosity even more. Who was this reclusive cat whipping America into shape? He should have been huge, but no one seemed to know a thing about him.
There are reasons for that—one being Phillips's own awkwardness in the spotlight. "When you see him in one of his videos, he comes across as really canned," says Michael D'Orso, 49, a nonfiction author who cowrote Body-for-Life. "And when you meet him, you can't help but ask, 'Is this guy for real?' He's a perfectionist, and there are some control-freak issues, but strip everything else away and Bill's a philosopher at heart. He's voraciously curious and earnest, and sometimes that doesn't translate as well as it should."
Another, I think, is that Phillips knows that not everything about his life story would look great on a billboard. He got his start in hardcore bodybuilding, a world where steroid use is routine, and he first made a mark with a book called the Anabolic Reference Guide, a kind of Steroids for Dummies that covered everything from how to acquire the drugs in Mexico to where you stick the needle. Phillips makes no apologies about this aspect of his past—"It's just what you did if you wanted to be a bodybuilder," he says—but he doesn't advertise it, either.
Whatever his motives, Phillips prefers a business plan that doesn't require him to be out there selling and yelling like Tony Little—a plan that fuels itself with a self-energizing network of excited customers. Body-for-Life accomplished this with gusto.
BFL's widespread appeal has as much to do with its inviting and addictive team spirit as with its promise to deliver a fantasy figure. The workouts are brief and intense, involving three days of weight lifting alternating with three days of aerobic conditioning. The BFL diet is a bit more challenging. You're told to eat six small meals a day—balancing protein, carbs, and fat—which in practice is a daunting chore that devotees handle by planning weekly menus, supplemented with EAS products like Myoplex protein shakes and AdvantEdge bars. You get one free day to eat what you like, but the rest of the time you draw from a spartan list of "authorized" foods—no booze, no Ben & Jerry's, no bacon double cheeseburgers.
When Body-for-Life hit bookstores in 1999, it was stuffed full of "Real-Life Success Stories"—BFL-speak for before-and-after images of dramatic physical transformations. The bulked-up changelings wrote emotive testimonials about the value of goal setting, but the stories paled in comparison with the pictures. It was one thing to show photos of elite athletes who had built on their God-given superbodies, quite another to present page after page of shlumpy middle-aged professionals next to their new, sculpted selves.
"The idea to include the before-and-after pictures was Bill's," says David Black, 43, the literary agent who negotiated the deal between Phillips and Body-for-Life's publisher, HarperCollins. "He had very clear ideas about what he wanted. But two other basic things made the book so popular: The program works, and it fits the harried time frame in which we all live."
The proof is in the numbers. Last year, more than 750,000 people requested the free BFL Challenge enrollment kits. Only about 5 percent of that total see it all the way through, but even the dabblers have helped Phillips rack up substantial earnings. Though he no longer keeps royalties from the Body-for-Life book and gives large sums to charities like the Make-a-Wish Foundation, Phillips is now worth well over $100 million. On the supplement front, EAS attributes about 20 percent of its $300 million in annual revenue to Body-for-Life Challenge participants.
Who were all these people gobbling down protein and powering out reps on the incline bench? A month before I went to Golden, I traveled to New York to meet a few living, breathing BFLers, specifically Thomas Phillips (no relation to Bill) and Jill Augello, two winners from the 2002 Body-for-Life Challenge. A curious dimension of the Body-for-Life phenomenon is that very little of it is tangible. There are no mass rallies starring Bill, no infomercials, no BFL classes after work at Bally's. It's a virtual community, united by rah-rah chat groups in which program participants dish training tips, offer encouragement, and hash out thorny existential problems like whether to load up on Betagen before going to bed.
In Manhattan, I spent the day accompanying the champs—who each received an EAS leather jacket, a year of free supplements, and a $50,000 cash prize—on a citywide victory lap, a stretch limo carting us to in-store appearances at assorted vitamin shops and gourmet grocers. During the day, a crew from EAS shot footage of the winners that would later be edited, dubbed, and distributed to EAS outlets to help attract new customers. Although the winners were constantly told that this day was "all about them," it was, in fact, mostly about the ritual baptism of EAS's next wave of marketing infantry. Running the show was Porter Freeman, 53, a former bar manager from Orlando, Florida, who'd become a BFL champ in 1997, the first year of the contest. As the limo lurched through midtown traffic, the bronze, fit Freeman peppered the champs with well-rehearsed questions.
"Thomas, what's the most important tool in the program?" he asked. Phillips, a stout special-ed teacher from New Jersey, thought about it while the camera rolled. Then, with a little hesitation, he said, "My body."
Freeman turned to Augello, a lithe, blond Scot living on Long Island. "Jill, what's the most important tool in the program?"
"My body!" she blurted.
Freeman was sandwiched between the two winners, and he slapped his hands on their knees simultaneously, shaking his head with theatrical disappointment. Phillips and Augello were rapt.
"It's the fork!" Freeman declared. "Every time you raise food to your mouth, you're making a decision. Is it the right one? You need to ask yourself this: Is a bite of the bait worth the pain of the hook?"
Everyone in the car nodded. We'd seen the light. But then the cameraman stopped shooting. There was a problem.
"Um," he said, gesturing for Freeman to take a look at the rear dash, where someone had left an empty Doritos bag. Freeman snatched it and threw it on the floor.
"Was that in the shot?" he grumbled.
The cameraman nodded. Then he raised his lens again.
Freeman looked at Thomas Phillips. "Thomas," he said, "what's the most important tool in the program?"
"THESE ENCHILADAS ARE SO GOOD," says Bill Phillips, scraping his plate and eyeing my stack of sweet-potato fries. "You gonna eat all those?"
Phillips, Jim Nagle, and I are eating lunch at a busy Mexican cantina on Main Street in Golden. Nobody in the restaurant seems to recognize Phillips, which makes sense—he's in town only six months of the year, spending the rest of the time sequestered in his two other homes, one in Maui and the other in Los Angeles, where Nagle keeps an office.
Bill was born in 1964 and raised here in Golden, the third of three children. His dad, William Phillips Sr., was a company man, working his way up the ranks at the Coors Brewing Company while taking law classes at night. He topped out as a corporate analyst at Coors, then quit to open his own law practice. The family's middle-class ride hit a slight bump when Bill was 15 and his parents split. "It didn't seem like that big a deal," Phillips told me about the divorce. "We all stayed pretty close."
Bill was distracted by his own goals. To a testosterone-addled teenager coming of age in the eighties, no path of transcendence seemed more noble than making it as a professional athlete. Inspired by Arnold Schwarzenegger and other professional lifters, Phillips decided to become a champion bodybuilder. He started lifting at 11, and by the time he reached junior high he was arguably the strongest kid in Colorado, able to crank out 265 consecutive push-ups and 52 pull-ups. In high school, he excelled in track, wrestling, football, and baseball, but team sports were only a passing flirtation. When he turned 18, riding the momentum of several state and regional power-lifting titles, Phillips headed west, to the bodybuilding foundries of Southern California.
For the next three years, from 1983 to 1986, Phillips worked out at Gold's Gym in Venice Beach, the famous (and infamous) epicenter of the bodybuilding universe. Schwarzenegger had worked out there a decade earlier, as had Lou Ferrigno—a.k.a. the Incredible Hulk. Indeed, Gold's famous-guest list was long; among others who trained there were Muhammad Ali, Jane Fonda, and Hulk Hogan.
But getting huge wasn't as glamourous as it may have appeared at first. In SoCal's hypercompetitive post-Arnold atmosphere, Phillips watched his roommate start abusing steroids and descend into depression, broader drug addiction, and hospitalization. Other bodybuilders, bottom-feeders who were strapped for cash, joined what was informally known as the California Posing Club, pimping themselves out to wealthy, fetishistic clients who wanted private stripteases and sex acts, tricks that could pay as much as $5,000 a pop.
Phillips says he steered clear of the extracurriculars, but he fully embraced anabolic steroids and various supplements, at different times cycling on Deca, Andriol, Sustanon, and other drugs that helped the five-foot-eight lifter bulk up from an already brawny 185 pounds to a tottering, squarish 215. The new body armor earned Phillips moderate success as an amateur poser, but it also erased the last of his illusions.
His own use notwithstanding, Phillips was dismayed by the amount of drugs pro bodybuilders were taking to stay in the game. "You had these guys who would eat perfectly healthy diets, get plenty of sleep, stay away from booze, and then just drown themselves in huge amounts of anabolics," he told me.
Some, including Phillips, tried to hover within acceptable levels of steroid dosage. Testosterone levels in normal males can range between 200 and 1,100 nanograms per deciliter of blood, and you can get pretty big if you spike yourself to the top end of that range. But levels among pros were off the charts, sometimes as high as 3,000 nanograms.
In 1986, at age 21, Phillips left California and moved back to Colorado, where he took classes at the University of Colorado at Denver, immersing himself in the study of exercise physiology and sports nutrition—with an emphasis on steroid chemistry. He also started a company called Mile High Publishing and, from the basement of his mother's home in Golden, began sending subscribers a newsletter he produced, The Anabolic Update.
Phillips was through with pro bodybuilding himself, but he knew what the muscle market needed: straight talk about training, diet, drugs, and motivation. He would take on the big boys, like Joe Weider, who he believed played a subtle shell game with the public. In magazines like Flex and Muscle & Fitness, Weider dodged the steroid topic entirely, suggesting that bodybuilders nurtured their freakish physiques solely by pumping iron and sucking down protein. Phillips knew you didn't get there without drugs, and he intended to say so.
IN 1992, PHILLIPS MOVED OUT of Mom's basement into a full-time office and began to broaden his reach with the launch of Muscle Media 2000, a magazine aimed at hardcore enthusiasts. The readership was already in place, thanks to the newsletter and Mile High's 1991 publication of the Anabolic Reference Guide, his 245-page A-to-Z handbook on steroid use.
The new glossy monthly allowed Phillips to juxtapose his rather dry, technical writings on the science of bulking up with more enticing editorial content—namely, full-color photos of snarling pros posed midlift, hair spiked, muscles at maximum bulge, entire vascular systems dilated and crackling across their skin like electrical storms.
Muscle Media 2000 took off—eventually reaching a circulation of 500,000—as did Phillips's mail-order sales of vitamin and protein supplements, but it brought with it new problems that come with managing a burgeoning company and its staff. According to various people who have worked for Phillips, up-close-and-personal has never been his strong suit.
"You want to know what Bill's like?" says T. C. Luoma, 44, a former editor of MM2K who now runs a bimonthly bodybuilding magazine called Testosterone. "You know the movie Nixon? Well, Nixon—that's Bill."
As Luoma tells it, Phillips was a crummy manager who had trouble communicating with his employees. When he wanted something done, he would send Luoma a note or fax—even though their offices faced each other across a hall. In 1997, when Phillips decided to overhaul the magazine and focus on mainstream fitness, in came another fax, this time telling Luoma he was fired.
Phillips has a clear response to all this: He was a very busy man. "I was managing over 300 employees," he says. "And that didn't afford me much time for one on one."
Whatever his interpersonal qualities, Phillips's empire was growing fast. By the mid-nineties, he'd made a tidy fortune selling a new protein powder called MET-Rx, courting celebrity athletes and signing them on to endorse products. But the success of protein supplements was nothing compared with a new muscle-builder that was about to hit the market: creatine.
In 1994, Phillips met a nutritional biochemist from California named Anthony Almada. Almada had come across an obscure Swedish study in the journal Clinical Science that alerted him to the muscle-building potential of a naturally occurring amino acid called creatine monohydrate. He'd started a small company called Experimental and Applied Sciences to sell it to bodybuilders, and he asked Phillips if he wanted to invest his time and energy helping market it.
Phillips jumped in, creatine took off, and for two years the men had the market cornered, selling a powdered form they named Phosphagen. "A lot of former steroid users told us, 'Man, this feels like I'm on the juice again,' " says the 42-year-old Almada, who now runs a supplement consulting company in Laguna Niguel, California, called IMAGINutrition. "You could gain four to eight pounds of lean muscle a week. That's where you got this enormous buzz and viral spread of enthusiasm. Bill saw the landscape of opportunity. Combined with his marketing wizardry, it was unstoppable."
The arrival of creatine coincided with another windfall for the supplement biz, a controversial piece of legislation called the Dietary Supplement Health and Education Act, or DSHEA. Ushered through Congress in 1994 after blitzkrieg lobbying by Utah senator Orrin Hatch—who was helping out Utah's lucrative supplement-manufacturing sector—DSHEA lumped nutritional supplements in with food, rather than pharmaceuticals, and thus created what amounted to a regulatory no-fly zone. With many supplements no longer subjected to expensive testing and time-consuming approval from the Food and Drug Administration, new products could hit the shelves faster than ever.
"DSHEA pretty much flung open the doors for supplement sales," says Terry Todd, a physical-education professor at the University of Texas at Austin and an expert on the history of bodybuilding. "Unfortunately, the legislation was based on economic and political factors more than scientific ones."
By 1997 the synergy between the magazine, which was now simply called Muscle Media, and EAS was in full swing, helping the company pull in more than $10 million a month. That year, Phillips built a new corporate headquarters in Golden, a gleaming mirrored-glass-and-steel cube that shimmered above town like a Bauhaus Xanadu. He unveiled the palatial digs with a gala event filled with sports stars like NFL Hall of Famer Marcus Allen and Broncos wide receiver Anthony Miller. He capped the party with an ostentatious fireworks display.
There was plenty to celebrate. EAS had become the most successful sports-nutrition company in America. Phillips had scored a beautiful girlfriend, a former stripper turned Playboy model named Ami Cusack. And he had just launched his Body-for-Life contest—then called the EAS Grand Spokesperson Championship—a move that would soon give rise to a commercial supernova.
"Phillips is a smart guy," says Todd. "Writing to the steroid crowd was a dead-end road. He knew you could make a certain amount of money building monster trucks, but you could make a whole lot more building Ford F-150s."
Indeed, business was flying, as were the social missteps that made it clear why Phillips probably worked best out of the public eye. During the party celebrating the completion of his headquarters in Golden, Phillips went up to the microphone to address his guests. According to several people who attended the event, most of the revelers ignored him until, finally, he lost it.
"If you don't shut the fuck up," he reportedly snapped, "I'm gonna come down there and break your fucking knees."
It was, by all accounts, an attempt at humor rather than a fit of rage. But the crowd of friends, employees, local celebs, and families with kids and grandparents piped down all right, leaving Phillips facing them, the PA system screeching feedback.
"In the beginning, I would've taken a bullet for the guy," says T. C. Luoma, who witnessed this awkward incident. "But things just got too stressful. There was no laughter in the building anymore. When Bill came in to work, your gut just knotted up."
EAS AND MUSCLE MEDIA were twin juggernauts, but it was the Body-for-Life Challenge that really put Phillips on the map. The contest wasn't anything new—it was derived from the crash routines bodybuilders use leading up to a pose-off. Phillips had tried out the idea a couple of years earlier, in 1995, when he advertised a similar competition in MM2K for Physique Augmentation Systems, a now-defunct division of EAS. The ad hinted at his fondness for before-and-after pictures, a potent marketing gimmick that spun all the way back to 1950, when Charles Atlas created his cartoon narrative about the scrawny guy who gets his babe snatched away by the buff beach bully, bulks up, and then wins her back.
Body-for-Life advanced the form with more sophisticated workouts and diet, and it did so at a fortuitous time. Headlines everywhere were screaming about escalating health issues like obesity, increasing rates of adult diabetes, and heart disease, problems that are still on the rise. Just as important, Phillips was playing on deep-seated emotional insecurities: Were we hot? Probably not. And it didn't hurt that the age of the Superbod had descended, kicking off with Arnold's stardom and growing fast to include a platoon of representatives like Sylvester Stallone, Fabio, Jean-Claude Van Damme, and, more recently, Vin Diesel and the Rock. The secret—not that it was very well kept—was bodybuilding. When Sly wanted to bulk up for his role in Cliffhanger, he turned to Phillips for a training plan. Demi Moore's one-arm push-ups in G.I. Jane? Phillips was behind those, too.
Body-for-Life promised a celebrity physique to anyone willing to commit themselves to 12 weeks of weight lifting and sweaty bouts on the treadmill. But the hardest part wasn't the exercise—it was, and is, the diet. "The program is like 60-40, food to exercise," says Jack Quinlan, a 37-year-old BFLer I met during the champions' tour in New York.
This is where diet supplements come in. Participants who enroll in the Body-for-Life Challenge are required to use at least two different EAS products during the contest, the most popular being Myoplex shakes and bars. Never mind that the bars taste like an eraser and the shakes like Milk of Magnesia; they offer nutrient density you just can't get from the glass case at Starbucks. But, hey, no pressure: You can either plan, prepare, and diligently consume whole-foods meals six times a day, six days a week…or you can go to a GNC, stock up on supps, and keep them conveniently on hand.
Is it worth it? Quinlan, a Body-for-Life runner-up in 2002, thinks so, and says that eating the BFL way is pretty economical. "I was skeptical, too," he says. "I didn't want to look like a bodybuilder. My boss had talked me into doing the New York City Marathon, and I was 30 pounds overweight and hadn't put on running shoes in a year. I was desperate."
When Quinlan started Body-for-Life, he was pasty and plump. But in his "after" photo, he's slim and copper-colored, posing sideways, hands clenched by his hip, one knee cocked forward.
"It's hard—you have to give up a lot—but it works," he says, almost pleadingly. "What, are you gonna fault these guys for trying to make a buck off me? Hey, welcome to America."
IN GOLDEN, AS WE finish lunch at the cantina, Phillips is loosening up, divulging a little more about himself. He's currently single, though he thinks seriously these days about settling down. He'd like to host a TV show, and he's been developing a proposal that will feature him interviewing a steady parade of folks who have gone through successful transformations.
Lately, he's been consumed by his new books. In addition to Eating-for-Life, two more are slated for quick release: The Eating-for-Life Cookbook, a compendium of recipes due out this fall, and Energy-for-Life, which presents a Tony Robbins-esque plan for harnessing emotional power, scheduled to hit stores a year from now. Phillips is publishing the books himself, rather than through HarperCollins, because, he says, "New York is too slow." With the Atkins diet books topping best-seller lists, Phillips is anxious to enlighten devotees of this protein-heavy regimen about their misinformed ways.
"The Atkins diet is stupid," Phillips says. "It's not low-carb; it's no-carb. But people are flocking to it. Of course you're going to lose weight, since every gram of carbohydrate stores three grams of water. But do you want your diet to be without carbs? What kind of fuel are we burning right now, just sitting here talking? It's not protein or fat. It's carbohydrates. That's what our brains use for fuel. You want to not have any brain fuel?"
As if we're playing out a scene from Body-for-Life Theater, the waitress reappears and sets down a tempting basket of warm sopapillas—fried bread—and a honey bear. Phillips, Nagle, and I stare at it for a minute, then Nagle slides the basket to the edge of the table. "It's like we're living on Temptation Island," Phillips continues. "My house is only a few miles from my office, and I pass eight fast-food places on the way to work. There's a multibillion-dollar industry out there that's banking on the fact that you won't be able to resist."
He drums his fingers on the table.
"We're eating and eating and eating, but we're starving, because we aren't getting the nutrients we need. Think of Golden. It used to be a mining town. The first settlers came here and they'd dig through mountains of dirt to find one little scrap of gold. That's what our bodies do. Out of all the junk we're putting in it, we're asking our body to go through and find the gold it needs to fuel our metabolism and our mind and our muscles."
Phillips, the BFLers, EAS employees—they'll all tell you the same thing: Body-for-Life isn't just about getting huge and cut. And, in many ways, they're right. The regimen is widely adjustable, and EAS employs a large call-center staff to help you—24/7 and free of charge—fine-tune the program to your specific needs.
At the end of the day, what they really want you to understand is that BFL is not just a workout or a diet—it's a lifestyle, a game plan for coping with America's nutritionally ravaged landscape and waning physical activity. The bait is the promise of a beautiful body, but the larger thrust, the implied guarantee that accompanies your new physique, is that you'll also enjoy emotional health, increased vitality, better sex, and inner peace.
That's a tall order for any fitness plan, even one as malleable as Body-for-Life. True, it will help you sculpt your appearance, but therein lie its limitations. If the program is hard—and it is if you stick to the rules—it's largely because your approach to food and exercise has to become as rigorous, focused, and disciplined as your workday. That leaves precious little room for spontaneous culinary adventures, happy-hour margaritas, three-day surf safaris, or mountain-biking epics. Body-for-Life is a utilitarian solution to many of our fitness woes, but even Phillips agrees it's not the final answer.
"I know that 50 percent of everything I'm doing isn't working," he says. "But I want to know which 50 percent. People who do Body-for-Life help me. I learn from them. That's why I love doing what I do."
WITH THAT, PHILLIPS excuses himself and slips out of the booth. As soon as he's gone, Nagle leans over the table and says, almost whispering, "He's really painfully shy."
This is our first moment together without his boss around, and it seems that Nagle wants to explain, if obtusely, why he was so evasive when I first asked to interview Phillips. Not that I doubt what he's just told me: Everything I've observed or learned about Phillips—from his delicate handshake to his downcast eyes and quiet voice—has told me that this is a guy who's far more comfortable hanging out with his own ideas than with strangers.
In that light, his Oz-like orchestration of Body-for-Life suddenly makes sense. Phillips is shy, sort of, and the shyness has helped drive his uniquely successful style, allowing him to develop a self-hyping system of exercise, diet, and inspiration, then deliver it in a package that is accessible, highly desirable, and perfectly timed. This is the formula that distinguishes him from the others who've built careers helping Americans shape up: Tony Little, Billy Blanks, Chuck Norris, Denise Austin, Robert Atkins, Barry Sears, Bob Greene. They offer a workout, or a diet, or motivation, but not all three, artfully spun together in a plan so simple and obvious that its only truly miraculous quality is that it didn't happen sooner.
Above all, the triumph of Body-for-Life freed Phillips to pursue the ultimate question: What, in the end, makes us change? Bodybuilding had unveiled a foolproof plan for working out and feeding yourself, but those aspects were just physiology, the mechanics of alteration; they weren't the source of it. He mastered the science, but it deposited him at the foot of something much larger and more complicated.
Here loomed his great mystery, the wellspring of transformation. The foundation was emotional, not physical or intellectual, and it required Phillips to keep generating new means of inspiration, to "reach people's hearts instead of their heads." He was no longer just a coach; he now saw himself as a sage.
"I want to touch," Phillips had told me earlier, "not teach."
Phillips returns, and Nagle looks at his watch. "So what's next, after the books?" I ask.
"Well," says Phillips. "I'd like to write a screenplay—I will write a screenplay. Something like what Sly did with Rocky."
"I know it'll be a success story of some kind. Inspirational."
"Based on your life? Like 8 Mile?"
"I don't know," he says. "Maybe. I didn't see that one."
"We need to go," says Nagle.
We stroll out into the bright Colorado sunshine and walk to Phillips's new ride, a hulking black Cadillac Escalade SUV, fully kitted with leather upholstery, in-dash satellite TV, and wireless Internet.
Phillips halts. "How about this," he says. "Small-town kid—not me, someone else—grows up and invents something that helps everyone in the country live healthier, better lives."
He absently wipes a smudge off the door of the giant, glistening car.
"Don't you think that would make a great transformation story?"
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Songs of Eretz Poetry Review is pleased to present "Hamburger Diner" by Howard F. Stein. Dr. Stein is a professor emeritus in the Department of Family and Preventive Medicine, University of Oklahoma Health Sciences Center, where he taught for nearly thirty-five years. He is also a medical, psychoanalytic, organizational, and applied anthropologist and is currently group process facilitator for the American Indian Diabetes Prevention Center, Oklahoma City.
Dr. Stein has published twenty-eight books of which seven are books or chapbooks of poetry. His most recent poetry books are In the Shadow of Asclepius: Poems from American Medicine (2011) and Raisins and Almonds (2014).
simple walls, stucco and brick.
surrounded by shops for the well-to-do.
she asks if I'd like another.
over root beer. Her face softens.
for my second frosted mug.
Later, unbidden, she brings me a third.
Poet's Notes: I never know when a poem will descend upon me or ascend within me. Diagonal from the watch repair shop I visit is a hamburger diner. I manage to come to the repair shop when hamburgers are cooking. The entire area outside the diner is redolent with the inviting aroma of grilled hamburgers. Once, while waiting on a watch, I ventured into the diner. The iced mug of root beer and the thick hamburger made me a convert. So did the waitress. From this was born a poem as I sat in the booth. I've been back many times, even when I don't have a watch in need of repair.
Editor's Note: My mouth started to water at the end of the first stanza (I happen to like my burgers with sautéed onions and mustard--in any case, after reading this poem, a visit to Five Guys is most certainly in my future). The poet made the right choice to end with the strong and evocative last line--just as with a good hamburger, it leaves one wanting more but in a good way.
Songs of Eretz Poetry Review is pleased to present "Abandoned Garden" by Ellaraine Lockie, Poet of the Week. A brief bio of Lockie may be found here: http://eretzsongs.blogspot.com/2015/11/poet-of-week-ellaraine-lockie.html.
Poet's Notes: "Abandoned Garden" is a composite poem in that it is the result of multiple experiences and observations. The initial idea came from a San Francisco museum drawing on crinkled handmade paper of a partially cracked and broken vase lying on its side out of which pansies spilled. The flowers were drawn progressively into butterflies that eventually flew away from the vase. I took a photograph of it and carried the image around knowing I would write about it. I put pen to paper every few days but couldn't get beyond the first four lines of the poem.
Months later I read a newspaper article by Robert Lucke, Editor of my Montana hometown newspaper, the Mountaineer, about his grandmother's prairie garden, and I knew where I'd go with the poem--to my own grandmothers' gardens. Both were homesteaders, and some of my aunts and uncles had descendent plants from their mothers' gardens. With these thoughts and images, I wrote the middle section of the poem. The last stanza came from the pressed flowers that are still in the books I have which belonged to my grandmothers.
Editor's Note: I particularly enjoy the way Lockie metaphorically ties the lady to the land, as well as her use of words that evoke the senses. "Abandoned Garden" was first published in The Bookwoman.
Songs of Eretz Poetry Review is pleased to present "Brotherhood of the Midnight Snack" by Ellaraine Lockie, Poet of the Week. A brief bio of Lockie may be found here: http://eretzsongs.blogspot.com/2015/11/poet-of-week-ellaraine-lockie.html.
Poet's Notes: This poem is a product of deep mourning for the loss of my brother who was also my best friend. It's an example of how poetry can perform its miracle of healing, not only for the poet but also for readers who perhaps may not be able to write their own expressions of grief. And sometimes reading such a poem inspires readers to write their own poems dealing with loss.
For me, this poem is a tribute but also a way of keeping the memory of a loved one alive. Qualities in a poem offer so much more than does a photograph, which completely supports the viewpoint in Songs of Eretz Poetry Review that " . . . a good poem may be worth a thousand pictures." A poem can employ all of our senses. When reading "Brotherhood of the Midnight Snack" I can smell the garlic and lilacs, taste the bacon and seasonings, and hear my brother's baritone voice, the crickets, the acorn plinking, and the distant thunder. I feel the night's peace that precedes that thunder. My mind's eye sees an animated brother sitting across from me—the real him, not a camera's version. What a gift poetry gives to us, whether writing it ourselves or reading that of others.
Editor's Note: I enjoy the repartee between the siblings and feel a part of their exclusive club as I read. What a beautiful elegy it is. "Brotherhood of the Midnight Snack" was first published in Caesura in 2011.
Songs of Eretz Poetry Review is pleased to present "On the Road after a Record Rain" by Ellaraine Lockie, Poet of the Week. A brief bio of Lockie may be found here: http://eretzsongs.blogspot.com/2015/11/poet-of-week-ellaraine-lockie.html.
Poet's Notes: This is a love song about place. One way to keep a special place alive is to write about it. In the case of this poem, the place is a wheat farming community on the plains in Northern Montana that I consider my real home. Although my permanent address is in Northern California, I still live as often as I can in Montana, albeit much of the time the living is emotional, mental, and spiritual. The homestead that used to my family's and the little town and the prairie surrounding them ground me like nothing else can.
This poem is one out of many that I regularly read to myself as a kind of mantra. It's a comfort, almost a prayer. I use this one in particular when I can't get to sleep at night. I take the walk in my mind and often change the season, encountering the corresponding landscapes, weather and animals, and often before I finish the walk I'm drowsy enough to fall asleep. And if I can't, I'm at least relaxed and happy.
Editor's Note: I enjoy the way Lockie weaves poetic devices into the narrative, her simile regarding the dragonflies being a particular favorite. The story holds my interest, and I further enjoy the way she plays with time here, seamlessly fusing elements of past, present, and future into the narrative. The "boots" motif adds a nice human element and serves to unify the various parts of the piece. "On the Road After a Record Rain" was first published in Casa de Cinco Hermanas in 2014.
Songs of Eretz Poetry Review is pleased to announce that Ellaraine Lockie will be our Poet of the Week for the week of November 23, 2015. Starting tomorrow and continuing through the end of the week, a poem of hers will appear each day as a Poem of the Day.
Lockie is a poet, nonfiction writer, and essayist. Her eleventh chapbook, Where the Meadowlark Sings, won the 2014 Encircle Publication's Chapbook Contest. She recently won the Women's National Book Association's Poetry Prize, the Best Individual Collection from Purple Patch magazine, the San Gabriel Poetry Festival Chapbook Contest, and The Aurorean's Chapbook Spring Pick. An internal chapbook of hers, Love Me Tender in Midlife, will be released later this year from Silver Birch Press.
Lockie teaches poetry workshops and serves as Poetry Editor for the lifestyles magazine, Lilipoh. She is currently judging the Tom Howard/Margaret Reid Poetry Contests for Winning Writers.


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Q: C++ Char pointer to char array None of the posted answers I've read work, so I'm asking again.
I'm trying to copy the string data pointed to by a char pointer into a char array.
I have a function that reads from a ifstream into a char array
char* FileReader::getNextBytes(int numberOfBytes) {
    char *buf = new char[numberOfBytes];

    file.read(buf, numberOfBytes);

    return buf;
}

I then have a struct :
struct Packet {
    char data[MAX_DATA_SIZE]; // can hold file name or data
} packet;

I want to copy what is returned from getNextBytes(MAX_DATA_SIZE) into packet.data;
EDIT: Let me show you what I'm getting with all the answers gotten below (memcpy, strcpy, passing as parameter). I'm thinking the error comes from somewhere else. I'm reading a file as binary (it's a png). I'll loop while the fstream is good() and read from the fstream into the buf (which might be the data array). I want to see the length of what I've read :
cout << strlen(packet.data) << endl;

This returns different sizes every time:
8
529
60
46
358
66
156
After that, apparently there are no bytes left to read although the file is 13K + bytes long.

A: This can be done using standard library function memcpy, which is declared in  / :
strcpy(packet.data, buf);

This requires file.read returns proper char series that ends with '\0'. You might also want to ensure numberOfBytes is big enough to accommodate the whole string. Otherwise you could possibly get segmentation fault.

A: //if buf not properly null terminated added a null char at the end
buf[numberofbytes] = "\0"

//copy the string from buf to struc
strcpy(packet.data, buf);

//or

strncpy(packet.data, buf);

A: Edit:
Whether or not this is being handled as a string is a very important distinction.  In your question, you referred to it as a "string", which is what got us all confused.

Without any library assistance:
char result = reader.getNextBytes(MAX_DATA_SIZE);
for (int i = 0; i < MAX_DATA_SIZE; ++MAX_DATA_SIZE) {
  packet.data[i] = result[i];
}
delete [] result;

Using #include <cstring>:
memcpy(packet.data, result, MAX_DATA_SIZE);

Or for extra credit, rewrite getNextBytes so it has an output parameter:
char* FileReader::getNextBytes(int numberOfBytes, char* buf) {
  file.read(buf, numberOfBytes);

  return buf;
}

Then it's just:
reader.getNextBytes(MAX_DATA_SIZE, packet.data);

Edit 2:
To get the length of a file:
file.seekg (0, ios::end);
int length = file.tellg();
file.seekg (0, ios::beg);

And with that in hand...
char* buffer = new char[length];
file.read(buffer, length);

Now you have the entire file in buffer.

A: strlen is not a valid way to determine the amount of binary data. strlen just reads until it finds '\0', nothing more. If you want to read a chunk of binary data, just use a std::vector, resize it to the amount of bytes you read from the file, and return it as value. Problem solved.


Wow, look at that 1970's mustache! This man is a 1970's game show host and we're going to play a game called Specialist skills vs General skills. Well sort of a game- more pro's & con's of each type of skills pitted against one another!
2. General = not specialized or limited in range of subject, application, activity, etc.: 'brush up on your general knowledge.
So being a specialist would mean you would know everything about one or two subjects. And having general skills would mean you have experience in many different areas.
An example of a specialist would be having in-depth knowledge about one art movement e.g. Impressionism or one area of a museum e.g. Exhibitions. Where as an example of someone with general skills would have experience and knowledge in archives, exhibitions, various art movements etc.
So let's move on to the 'Pro's & Con's' of both areas.
You could become a specialist curator,exhibitions assistant or researcher.
You could supplement your income by using your expertise to present papers, consult on different projects, TV work or writing articles or a book on your chosen specialism.
You may find it hard to find a permanent position as many 'Specialist' Curator jobs are being axed. The Guardian published an excellent piece on the 'disappearance' of the Specialist Curator. Read it here.
You may overspread your abilities on different projects just to make ends meet. No job should take away from personal and family time.
However, I will say there is no problem with being an expert in some areas as you can apply that knowledge to your job. This could be done if you are working in more than one area in a museum i.e. exhibitions & curatorial assistant. So all that time reading about 18th century china tea sets might pay off!
You can gain experience in more than one area of a museum i.e. the shop, cafe, front of house or exhibitions.
You could start of working as a Shop Assistant and progress to Front of House then to Exhibitions. Thus gaining general skills in three areas.
You are essentially a 'dogs-body' museum person. Your skills would lend themselves to a small museum- though you would also work well in larger institutions!
You may have more employable skills than a 'Specialist'.
However, with general skills you may find it hard to research certain topics for exhibitions or in an archive.
You may find it hard to secure a permanent post if you have only a few months experience in different areas when the post calls for six months front of house or a year in archives.
If you don't have a general knowledge of art history or history from e.g. c 1700 it is worthwhile even reading brief summaries of these two topics. It can make researching exhibitions a lot easier!
Now, we have looked at the pro's & con's of both sets of skills. So what conclusions have you come to? Are you more of a specialist or a generalist? Or wait are you a bit of both? I'm right with you- as I'm a bit of both!
The whole point of this blog post was not to persuade you to pick specialist vs general skills – it was to make you aware that you should have both types of skill! Did you figure that out? Well done! You deserve that cup of tea and a slice of cake. Bring me one whilst your at it. Thanks.
Right, back to the blog post. Now I shall tell you my own story (in brief) of my career experience to date. I have worked primarily in archives and the retail end of Museums. I have voluntary experience managing social media sites, researching , writing articles, presenting papers, conservation etc. I consider myself to have a lot of general skills.
However, I also have some specialist areas as well. These areas stem out of personal interests more than professional. I have specialist knowledge about textiles, WW2, Impressionism and 1770's France. Eclectic, I know! But, these specialisms have enabled me to contribute to exhibitions and research in the jobs that I have worked at.
So do you see what the answer is?
Ta da! By all means read that book on dinosaurs whilst working in the museum shop. Watch YouTube videos on how to mount textiles whilst working in education. Who knows where your specialist and general skills shall take you!


The opening date for Exeter's brand new Greek taverna has been revealed.
'Taverna Opa' which will be based at 35 South Street , will be open to the public on Tuesday, July 17.
The venue will serve traditional Greek food and wines, while also promising a fun atmosphere – just like traditional taverna's seen in Greece.
Co-owner Alex Bersha said: "This is the only traditional Greek taverna in the South West.
"All of the food will be fresh – that is what we pride ourselves on.
"We want people to enjoy themselves here in traditional Greek style.
He added: "I've waited 18 years for this. I've always wanted this location so when it eventually came I knew I had to take it.
Arti Hazhaj, who runs the venue with Mr Bersha, said: "We hope to bring a taste of Greece to Exeter and make people feel like they are on holiday there.
"Whether they are about to go on holiday to Greece or maybe when people get back and get holiday blues, this place will make them feel like they are back out there.
"We're really excited about this.
The taverna, which will have 50 covers in total, will serve traditional Greek foods such as Kleftiko, Moussaka, souvlaki and more.
They will be looking to build upon the successes of their previous ventures, including another Greek restaurant in Newton Abbot which closed 14 years ago.
"It was just the right thing to do for us," Mr Hazhaj said.


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You will get a thorough understanding of your dental issues and what can be done to help you be in optimal dental health. We spend the time to get the whole picture in focus and lay out a care plan that is complete. And whenever treatment is necessary, we will help guide you through your options, explaining each to you so that you can make the best-informed decision for yourself.
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Dr. Sousa's background is in the laboratory field and he has received a Master of Dental Technology certificate, one of very few dentists to hold this title. His exceptional talents and artistry give us a unique advantage when it comes to creating the ultimate in esthetic and functional restorations. Once a course of action is decided, we are able to proceed in a way that few others can. We have a unique dental laboratory right here in the office featuring advanced state of the art technologies. We can produce and customize dental restorations in a way that no commercial lab can.
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There are plenty of mountains and mountain passes in the Western Cape. One of the more interesting passes is the Tradouw Pass, which crosses the Langeberg between Swellendam and Barrydale. Completed in 1873, it was built by convict labour under the direction of road engineer Thomas Bain. During rebuilding in the seventies, several lay-byes were built, making it safer to stop and take photographs. Dramatic red aloes were flowering when we visited. The pass cuts through a section of the Cape Fold Mountains, and the folds and twists in the sandstone are clearly visible. These folds and twists are even more obvious when driving our usual route to Montagu through the Kogmanskloof. Great for impromptu geology lessons!
A section of the Tradouw Pass.
Looking south along the Tradouw River from the pass.
Gateway to Montagu from Ashton and Robertson – Kogmanskloof late in the afternoon.
Du Toitskloof is another awesome pass – it used to be part of the major route into Cape Town from the north but these days there is an impressive tunnel through the mountain that takes most of the traffic. We drove over the top using the old pass very early one misty morning on our way to Franschhoek and stopped a couple of times, resulting in these stitched panoramas.
And then we get to the Western Cape's most iconic mountain – Table Mountain in all her glory, seen from the V&A Waterfront, a combined tourist attraction and working harbour.
Table Mountain and Devil's Peak on the left, from the waterfront.


Good morning Newport, Rhode Island!!!
Woke up this morning with the same stiffness in my leg... boo. But it was a GLORIOUS morning for a run.
And we ran. Up the biggest hill of the course. I already felt like I was dragging my right leg, but we somehow held on to a 10:05 per mile pace for the first two uphill miles. Crazy!
We ran up the hill on Memorial Drive, past the entrance to the Cliff Walk (the site of my self-induced, clumsy misery!), and into town, running past the awesome bar we had popped into yesterday, avoiding the cobbled, touristy part of town.
Then out past a marina and, eventually, onto Ocean Drive, which was breathtaking.
We were so lucky with the weather -- it was sunny but not hot, and there wasn't even any breeze. Perfect running weather!!
So in the midst of all the pretty, something ugly had happened to my leg. And I simply couldn't run on it.
Sadly, Wil was feeling great, and I felt (feel!) bad about slowing him down. And slow him down I did, as my quick limp dropped us from 10:20 (after the initial miles) down to 14:22s.
Luckily, the course stayed pretty, as we turned into the main "mansion district", including two quick peeks at the Cliff Walk... or entrances to it, anyway.
I love how this shot looks like we'll be running into the sea.
We also passed in front of The Breakers, where there was a water station set up... and some anxious-looking staff standing outside the gate.
One amusement: we were passing through a quiet area on the course when a runner passed us. And trumpeted out a couple of very loud, enthusiastic farts. I looked at Wil, wondering if *he* had been the guilty party, but he just smiled, which sent me into silent giggles.
Wil said, "See the pleasure that you got from that? And that you would have me deprive your fellow runners of?"
Eventually we made the turn back onto Memorial Drive and headed down the hill. I tested a tiny little run.... nope. It was strange to be walking against the stream of people -- finishers and their friends -- walking up the hill. Very few people cheered or offered encouragement. I tried to paste a grin on my face -- may have had a whiff of the rictus to it -- and just kept moving.
When we reached the bottom of the hill and turned into the beach walkway, pride overcame pain and I managed to hobble across the line with Wil's help in 2:46:48.
It has been a long time since I have felt quite so back of the pack, but I will say that the support (water stops, road crossings) was still excellent.
We picked up a bottle of water, our handsome finisher's medal, and some decent post-race food (hooray for vegetarian lentil soup!) before going back to the hotel to shower and head out.
the colored lighthouse and sails are "stained glass" - very pretty!
- not to get all personal, but I didn't like the announcer. She seemed a little dismissive of slower runners (aka, the bulk of the participants). "If you're walk in', stay outta the way" can be much better stated (and more helpfully stated...) as "If you're walking, stay to the right."
But -- and this is the most important part: I ran a half marathon in STATE #33 today!!!


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Q: python merge two dataframe with common columns I am trying to merge two dataframe, which has 3 column with same name.
df1 = ['id','first','last','present']
df2 = ['id','first','last','age','date','location']

I want to join on these three common columns, I tried following
cols = df2.columns.difference(df1.columns)
result = pd.merge(df1, df2[cols_to_use], left_index=True, right_index=True, how='outer')

to get
['id','first','last','present','age','date','location']

Is this can be done in step pd.merge ?


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Early farmers exploited beehive products at least 8,500 years ago
Humans have been exploiting bees as far back as the Stone Age, according to new research from the University of Bristol published in Nature today.
Previous evidence from prehistoric rock art is inferred to show honey hunters and Pharaonic Egyptian murals show early scenes of beekeeping. However, the close association between early farmers and the honeybee remained uncertain.
This study has gathered together evidence for the presence of beeswax in the pottery vessels of the first farmers of Europe by investigating chemical components trapped in the clay fabric of more than 6,000 potsherds from over 150 Old World archaeological sites.
The distinctive chemical 'fingerprint' of beeswax was detected at multiple Neolithic sites across Europe indicating just how widespread the association between humans and honeybees was in prehistoric times. For example, beeswax was detected in cooking pots from an archaeological site in Turkey, dating to the seventh millennium BC - the oldest evidence yet for the use of bee products by Neolithic farmers.
The paper bring together over 20 years of research carried out at Bristol's Organic Geochemistry Unit (School of Chemistry) led by Professor Richard Evershed. Co-authors of the paper include archaeologists involved in the large scale investigation of sites across Europe, the Near East and Northern Africa.
Dr Mélanie Roffet-Salque, lead author of the paper, said: "The most obvious reason for exploiting the honeybee would be for honey, as this would have been a rare sweetener for prehistoric people. However, beeswax could have been used in its own right for various technological, ritual, cosmetic and medicinal purposes, for example, to waterproof porous ceramic vessels."
The lack of evidence for beeswax use at Neolithic sites above the 57th parallel North as in Scotland and Fennoscandia points to an ecological limit to the natural occurrence of honeybees at that time.
Professor Evershed said: "The lack of a fossil record of the honeybee means it's ecologically invisible for most of the past 10,000 years. Although evidence from ancient Egyptian murals and prehistoric rock art suggests mankind's association with the honeybee dates back over thousands of years, when and where this association emerged has been unknown - until now.
"Our study is the first to provide unequivocal evidence, based solely on a chemical 'fingerprint', for the palaeoecological distribution of an economically and culturally important animal. It shows widespread exploitation of the honeybee by early farmers and pushes back the chronology of human-honeybee association to substantially earlier dates."
'Widespread Exploitation of the Honeybee by Early Neolithic Farmers' by Roffet-Salque et al in Nature
Hannah Johnson
hannah.johnson@bristol.ac.uk
@BristolUni
http://www.bristol.ac.uk
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Below is a list of museums in İzmir, Turkey, indicated with the neighborhood and the district where each is located

Art museums
 İzmir Art and Sculpture Museum
 Selçuk Yaşar Museum of Arts, Alsancak, Konak

Cultural and historical museums
 Izmir Archeology Museum, Bahribaba Park, Konak
 Izmir Ethnography Museum, Bahribaba Park, Konak
 Izmir Museum of History and Art, Kültürpark, Konak
 Ahmet Priştina Museum of Metropolitan History, Çankaya, Konak
 Izmir Museum of Commercial History, Izmir Chamber of Commerce Building, Alsancak, Konak
 Agora Open Air Museum of İzmir, Agora of Smyrna, Konak
 Bostanlı Open-air Archaeological Museum

Memorial museums and commemorative collections
 Atatürk Museum (İzmir), Alsancak, Konak

Military museums
 İnciralti Sea Museum, İnciraltı, Balçova

Technical and natural-history museums
 İzmir Railroad Museum, Alsancak, Konak

Other
İzmir Toy Museum
 İzmir Women's Museum

See also
 List of museums in Turkey

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Hi everybody! Hope your having a great Saturday! My Sinful Saturday snippet is from The Best of Both Worlds, the second novella in my series Rags and Riches.
You really shouldn't do this, she warned herself. But she wanted him so badly! And she could tell he wanted her. The alcohol had made her a little braver. Why not?
Her eyes locking with his, she leaned forward, putting her hands on his shoulders to steady herself as she tried to kiss him. She closed her eyes, anticipating the feel of his lips, but instead she felt his hands on her arms, pushing her away gently, but firmly.
"I don't think so," he said carefully. All the humor in his eyes had gone.


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Q: How to run a jar file through Jenkins? I am trying to execute Jarfile through Jenkins. I succeeded in creating a Jar file through Jenkins, but I don't know how to do it after I make it. How can I run and test a project?
Project Settings in Jenkins

init_server.sh
echo "> Check the currently running spring server pid "
 CURRENT_PID=$(ps -ef | grep java | grep zzazan* | awk '{print $2}')
echo "$CURRENT_PID"
 if [ -z $CURRENT_PID ]; then
echo "> No applications are currently running and will not be shut down."
else
echo "> kill -9 $CURRENT_PID"
kill -9 $CURRENT_PID
sleep 10
fi
 echo "> Deploy new spring application!!" nohup java -jar /root/jenkinsproject/deploy/testjpaproject.jar >> /root/jenkinsproject/logs/springtestprojectSys.log &

NOTE: This setting was followed by a blog post, and this is the JPA
  project. Use build.gradle and application.yml.

A: You can run commands to be executed in shell.
Pass the java -jar cmd in Execute Shell to run the jar file after it is created.
Hope this helps!
Check this out -> https://wiki.jenkins.io/display/JENKINS/Parameterized+Build


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