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Built Heritage
Archaeology and Built Heritage Ltd.
Predicting Ireland's past for more than twenty years.
Archaeology and Built Heritage Ltd. is a Dublin based company providing pre-development archaeological and heritage consultancy and on-site resolution. We enjoy a range of in-house expertise, maintaining a strong research and publication agenda.
If you are unsure about your planning obligations in relation to a development, please do not hesitate to get in touch with us.
We assist our clients in the planning process by providing the following services:
Pre-planning consultancy
Environmental Impact Assessment (EIA) and desk-based assessment
Historic building assessment
Community archaeology
Archaeology and Built Heritage Ltd. advise our clients on all matters relating to archaeology from the design to construction phase. As part of the planning process, you may be required to provide further information in relation to archaeological heritage prior to development. In this instance we offer the following:
Desk-based assessment
Heritage consultancy and assessment
Environmental Impact Assessment/Environmental Impact Statement
We are adept at mediation with project design teams, regulatory and local authorities on behalf of our clients.
The planning authority may request that fieldwork be undertaken in relation to a development. We provide a wide range of services to assist you in meeting your planning requirements. These include:
Archaeological testing
Archaeological monitoring
Archaeological excavation
Historic building surveys and architectural conservation
Archaeology and Built Heritage Ltd. have carried out numerous structural assessments of vernacular, ecclesiastical and industrial buildings throughout the country. We have expertise in historic structures of all periods, with a particular interest in pre-Georgian urban housing. Our in-house approach to historic structures is one based on archaeological theory, where buildings are investigated as above-ground stratigraphy within their specific historical environment.
Our professional team provides a wealth of experience and knowledge when it comes to specialist work related to archaeology. These services include:
Artefact analysis
Historic building survey
Architectural conservation planning
Policy advice and expert witness
Zooarchaeology
Wetland archaeology
Artefact illustration
Archaeological mapping and graphics
Archaeology and Built Heritage Ltd. are also certified to act as both Project Supervisors in the Design Phase (PSDP) and Project Supervisors in the Construction Stage (PSCS)
Franc Myles MUBC MIAI
Senior Project Archaeologist
Franc Myles has worked as an archaeologist since graduating with an Honours Degree in History from Trinity College Dublin in 1987.
He subsequently took a Master's Degree in Urban and Building Conservation from University College Dublin, graduating in 1999. Franc has lectured on the Postgraduate Diploma in Applied Building Repair and Conservation in TCD from its inception in 2004 and in addition, frequently teaches CPD courses on historic building materials and the interface between archaeology and architecture.
Franc became a licensed archaeologist in 1999, having worked as a field archaeologist in various capacities since graduation for inter alia the National Monuments Service and the Museum of London. Prior to 2009 he was employed as a Senior Project Archaeologist with Margaret Gowen & Co. Ltd. with a specific responsibility for built heritage investigations. As a buildings archaeologist Franc has an expertise in historic structures of all periods, with a particular expertise in pre-Georgian urban housing. He has published and lectured widely on many aspects of the country's built and archaeological heritage. Franc is a former board member of the Institute of Archaeologists of Ireland (IAI), a founding committee member of the Irish Post Medieval Archaeology Group and News Editor of Archaeology Ireland.
Cathy Moore MA PgDip Bus
Cathy Moore graduated with a BA in Archaeology and Classics and an MA in Archaeology from UCD, she also holds a PGDip in Business and Cultural Event Management from IADT.
An excavation director since 2002, Cathy has worked at a senior level on a wide range of infrastructural projects for private clients and public bodies.
Cathy is an established expert in Irish peatland archaeology and a leading industry specialist in the recording of archaeological wood and wooden artefacts. In 2016 she was the joint winner of the Rescue Dig of the Year category in the 2016 Current Archaeology Awards, and in 2011 was a finalist in the British Festival of Science, Awards for the Presentation of Heritage Research. Cathy has lectured extensively on her work and contributed to over 25 publications including two books, chapters in books, peer-reviewed journals and magazine articles.
James Kyle BSc HDip MIAI
Project Archaeologist
James Kyle is a licence eligible archaeological site director and project manager. He has been a licenced site director since 2007, with additional expertise in the specialist analyses of animal bone, clay pipe and glass artefacts.
He holds a Bachelor of Science degree in Zoology with Marine Zoology from the University of Wales and a postgraduate Higher Diploma in Irish Archaeology from University College Cork.
James has extensive experience managing the archaeological aspects of major infrastructural, commercial and residential projects in both the public and private sectors. He is the Chairperson of the Institute of Archaeologists of Ireland (IAI) and also the Chairperson of the Archaeological Branch of Unite the Union. He is also a member of the European Association of Archaeologists and a member of the EU's COST-Arkwork initiative, a multidisciplinary, international team of researchers and experts examining the production and uses of archaeological knowledge and how to maximise its positive impact on society.
Johnny Ryan BA MA
Project Archaeologist / Surveyor / Illustrator
Johnny Ryan is a licence eligible director, surveyor and illustrator. He graduated from University College Dublin in 2002 with a BA in Archaeology and History of Art and in 2015 he completed an MA in Cultural Policy and Arts Management.
He has worked in archaeology since 2003 with extensive experience on major public infrastructural projects and private developments. Johnny has wide ranging experience in fieldwork, post-excavation and project management, and is a certified Project Supervisor in the Construction Stage.
Johnny has extensive experience in surveying and the illustration of artefacts. He has contributed to a number of publications in this regard. He was also responsible for the digitising of the site plans from the Dublin Excavations Publication Project, which include the production of publication standard figures of the Hiberno-Norse houses from Fishamble St.
Why Use Our Services
We are based in Dublin, but undertake work all over Ireland.
Our understanding of the planning laws relating to archaeology allows us to give informed advice and guidance to clients.
Our rates are extremely competitive.
We have a wealth of experience in urban, rural and wetland archaeology
Our staff are all qualified archaeologists, highly competent and experienced in dealing with archaeology in the planning process
We are delighted to help our new and repeat clients from all across Ireland.
We are engaged in a variety of projects with clients from the public sector, local authorities, private developers and architectural and engineering consultancies throughout Ireland.
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A Proclamation on National Entrepreneurship Month, 2021 – The White House
Every day, American entrepreneurs combine passion, resilience, and ingenuity to solve hard problems and create products and businesses that improve our lives. American entrepreneurs create and scale new technologies, products, and services. They build businesses and, in some cases, entire industries. Their work helps grow our economy, creates good jobs, and increases our prosperity. Entrepreneurs have repeatedly risen to meet our Nation's and our world's complex challenges, and during National Entrepreneurship Month, we celebrate our Nation's entrepreneurs — both past and present — who exemplify the American spirit and recognize their important contributions to our people, our economy, and the world.
The COVID-19 pandemic has posed historic challenges to our country and our Nation's entrepreneurs. Many businesses closed, and main streets became quiet. Despite these setbacks, American entrepreneurs showed incredible fortitude, finding innovative and effective ways to adapt their businesses as we fight a once-in-a-century crisis. To help our Nation's businesses and entrepreneurs recover during the pandemic, my Administration ensured that nearly $300 billion in forgivable Paycheck Protection Program loans went to our smallest businesses, with more than 95 percent going to businesses with less than 20 employees, and provided over $28 billion in support to over 100,000 businesses through the Restaurant Revitalization Fund. In the midst of the economic disruption caused by the pandemic, Americans started more than 4 million businesses last year, a 24 percent increase from the year before — the highest number of monthly business applications on record — and start-up rates growing the most among immigrants and Black, Latino, and Asian, Native Hawaiian, and Pacific Islander Americans. This is important for our future success, as small businesses are the engines of our economic progress — and the heart and soul of our communities.
My Administration is committed to supporting all of our Nation's entrepreneurs to ensure that they can continue to play a key role in strengthening our economy and our society for years to come. My Administration's Build Back Better framework will deliver on the crucial infrastructure investments that form the foundation for success for entrepreneurs across the country. From investing in universal, affordable broadband to making the largest-ever Federal investments in public transit, passenger rail, and bridges, we will reinvigorate communities and their local economies. My Administration's framework will also provide much needed support for our entrepreneurs, including new loan and venture capital programs targeting the smallest businesses, small manufacturers, clean energy start-ups, and others, as well as investing in childcare, health care, and workforce development. We will also provide more support to businesses seeking to participate in the hundreds of billions of dollars that the Federal Government spends each year in procuring goods and services and investing in research and development. My Administration will fully implement the $10 billion State Small Business Credit Initiative, which will allow States to set up new small business loan and venture capital programs, established by the American Rescue Plan.
Collaboration among entrepreneurs, innovators, and the public sector has led to some of the most important technologies and industries in the world, including cellular communication, energy storage, agricultural technology, and advanced manufacturing. My Administration is proud to support entrepreneurs and innovators throughout this country — from the hardworking women and men who start a business to meet the needs of their communities to the visionaries who strive to change the world. Together, we are partners in solving challenges big and small, global and local — and will work to increase American competitiveness around the world and meet the challenges of the 21st century.
NOW, THEREFORE, I, JOSEPH R. BIDEN JR., President of the United States of America, by virtue of the authority vested in me by the Constitution and the laws of the United States, do hereby proclaim November 2021 as National Entrepreneurship Month. I call upon all Americans to commemorate this month with appropriate programs and activities and to celebrate November 16, 2021, as National Entrepreneurs' Day.
IN WITNESS WHEREOF, I have hereunto set my hand this twenty-ninth day of October, in the year of our Lord two thousand twenty-one, and of the Independence of the United States of America the two hundred and forty-sixth.
We'll be in touch with the latest information on how President Biden and his administration are working for the American people, as well as ways you can get involved and help our country build back better.
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In September – October 2011 Tracey and Marty were artists in residence at the Babayan Culture House, in Ibrahimpaşa, a small rural village in the Cappadocia region of Turkey. The residency is managed by a Dutch couple: artist Willemijn Bouman and artist, musician and composer Paul Broekman.
We had a cave studio while we were at the Babayan Culture House, which was fantastic! We decked it out with some lovely kilims that Willemijn had stowed away and it was a great place to get us away from working with our computers.
During the residency we focused on ideas of location and mapping from the perspective of being cultural strangers, with some interesting results as well as a number of major works which will probably take around six months to complete.
While we were there, our friends artists Sonja van Kerkhoff and Sen MrGlinn visited and Sonja did a performance in the town square with her caravanseri of origami elephants.
We met some wonderful people who we would like to thank for their friendship and hospitality: Willemijn and Paul for their fantastic residency, fabulous food and support, Mehmet Ali and his fantastic Wunderkammer and Mehmet from Babayan Evi hotel who helped us when we fist arrived and then also invited us to his lovely hotel for some delicious meals. Also a big thanks to Kuş Mehmet for trying to teach us to speak Turkish and for his delicious spicy tost. I will especially miss Sule who owns a wonderful shop in Ürgüp called Sultan Mehmets and who I spent many hours chatting with about all manner of things. We have become firm friends and I hope that we stay in contact and meet again soon.
Our experience in Cappadocia has just been magic – it is an amazing place in terms of its history, geological and geographical features, made all the more special because of the people who we have been privileged to meet and now call our friends.


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2017 Businessperson of the Year: George Giannaris
By Krysten Massa
VERA CHINESE PHOTO Savvas and George Giannaris scoop up some housemade gelato at Hellenic snack bar and restaurant in East Marion.
The Hellenic Snack Bar & Restaurant in East Marion has been a family-owned business on the North Fork for a very long time.
Beginning with John and Anna Giannaris, the same family has owned and operated the iconic snack bar since 1976.
Now the restaurant is run by their son George, who's been able to keep his parents' dream alive. For his dedication to his family business and the community he lives and works in, George Giannaris is our 2017 Suffolk Times Businessperson of the Year.
Restaurant manager Debbie Volinski said Mr. Giannaris has helped the Hellenic to evolve with the times. She began working there as a waitress when she was just 14, back when his parents ran it. Now 40 years later she's still there, managing alongside Mr. Giannaris.
"George is so knowledgeable with everything," she said. "He just tries to make things better at the restaurant."
When the restaurant celebrated its 40th year in business, for example, Mr. Giannaris planned 40 special events throughout the year, such as a "one-of-a-kind offering" day or giving away free soup or lemonade.
This past year, he began making his own gelato. Inspired by a seminar he attended, he spent about three months trying to perfect his own recipe before the restaurant opened for the 2017 season.
"He's really done it all," Ms. Volinski said. She added that she cannot think of a more deserving honoree, stating that Mr. Giannaris took the foundation his parents left for him and built upon it.
"It says a lot," she said. "If you look around, how many businesses have sold in all the years … and how many new businesses there are and Hellenic has stayed the same business for 41 years."
During a Suffolk Times interview in 2016, Mr. Giannaris said he wanted to move the restaurant into the future, while also retaining customers who have been loyal patrons for years.
"We have a huge amount of customers that have been coming here for decades. We get a lot of families as well, yet the region is changing," he said at the time. "We're seeing a lot more people in their 30s coming down this way, trying the wines, and they have no idea who I am. I just want to be approachable to that generation as well, but not lose my original foundation."
To do this, Mr. Giannaris likes to keep many of the original menu items while also welcoming requests and suggestions for new ones.
Rick Coffey and his wife own The Coffey House bed and breakfast located next door. He said he considers Mr. Giannaris one of his best friends. He said Mr. Giannaris' work ethic and passion are what keep the snack bar successful.
"He never stops," Mr. Coffey said. "When George pursues something, he goes after it with a passion."
When he stops by the restaurant on Sunday mornings, Mr. Coffey said, he will often sit with Mr. Giannaris and watch as he reads Yelp reviews about the restaurant and personally answers each one.
"If you aren't happy with the experience, which is extremely rare, he makes it right immediately," Mr. Coffey said. "He cares about literally everyone's experience and he passionately wants to make it perfect for everyone."
Mr. Coffey added that Mr. Giannaris also opens his restaurant to the Greenport Rotary Club for meetings and roasts turkeys for his church at Thanksgiving. He described him as "quietly and passionately giving his time and money to help the community."
While Mr. Giannaris can typically be seen walking around his restaurant greeting and conversing with old and new customers, he will also jump back on the grill when things get busy. Mr. Coffey said Mr. Giannaris loves food and incorporating local North Fork ingredients into his family's recipes.
Mr. Giannaris has also published two books, "Ferry Tales" (2008) and "Ferry Tales 2: When Hellenic Freezes Over" (2016). In them, he talks about the history of the restaurant, family recipes and tells funny stories.
In a Suffolk Times interview about his first book, Mr. Giannaris said he was inspired to write because he wanted to make sure his family history was recorded somewhere for his sons, Yianni and Savvas.
At the time, he attributed the restaurant's success to his father's "gifted palate," his mother's persistence and attention to detail, and the ferry traffic that provides a constant stream of customers, even in the dead of winter.
Mr. Coffey said he's seen so many restaurants in the area come and go over the years, but the Giannaris family restaurant is still as good as ever.
"To be there for over 40 years is outstanding," he said. "It just shows his commitment to the community, to the North Fork and his passion for the people who live out there full time."
Photo caption: George Giannaris (right) with son Savvas scoops up some housemade gelato at Hellenic Snack Bar & Restaurant in East Marion. (Credit: Vera Chinese, file photo)
2016: Lucy Senesac
2015: Wendy Zuhoski
2014: Greenport Harbor Brewing Co.
2013: Charlie Manwaring
2012: Jill Schroeder
2011: Shelley Scoggin
2010: Peconic Landing
2009: Rocky DiVello
2008: John Romanelli
2007: North Fork Press/Academy Printing
2006: Soundview Restaurant and Inn
2005: Joe Frohnhiefer
2004: Dan Damianos
2003: The Arcade
2002: Kate McDowell
2001: Mattituck Chamber of Commerce
2000: The Harbes Family
1999: Sue Rempe
1998: Bob Scott
1997: Jackie Copas
1996: Richard Mullen
1995: The Claudios
1994: Jeff Strong
1993: The Hargraves
1992: The Rowsoms
1991: Mark Middleton
1990: John Wickham
1989: Ray Terry
1988: Dave LeFreniere
1987: Linda Livni
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The fountain-monument dedicated the 2800th anniversary of Yerevan foundation has been unveiled today in the park after Vahagn Davtyan in Arabkir administrative district of Yerevan.
As the Yerevan Mayor's Office reported, the monument created by architect Tigran Barseghyan has the names of the Armenian capitals carved on it and symbolizes the unity between Armenia-Artsakh and Diaspora.
Deputy Mayors of Yerevan Aram Sukiasyan and David Ohanyan, architect Tigran Barseghyan, Razmik Blikyan who sponsored the monument, other officials and guests were present at the ceremony of unveiling.
Deputy Mayor Aram Sukiasyan attached importance to the idea of creation of such cultural monuments and outlined that this one is of particular significance as it is dedicated to the 2800th anniversary of Yerevan foundation. "It is not just a monument but a drinking water fountain as well. There are few cities in the world which have drinking water fountains, and Yerevan outstands with it", he said.
The opening ceremony was accompanied with a concert program.


Join Team Stahl! Stahl & Associates Insurance, one of the largest privately-owned independent agencies in Florida, has an immediate need for a Personal Lines Account Manager in our Oldsmar, FL office. We are looking for a professional team player who can provide excellent service to our clients.
This individual will quote new and renewal business using in-house and online rating software and evaluate risk exposures to determine proper placement of personal accounts. This person will also consult with clients on best coverage options and answer any policy and coverage related questions. In addition, this individual will process incoming policies, endorsements and renewal offers and upload and attach documents and correspondence into the Agency Management System, as well as document all conversations and correspondence with customers, carriers, and underwriters, as it pertains to policies and coverage. Also includes general clerical functions, such as typing letters and using copiers and scanners.
Working knowledge of personal lines of coverage, including Auto, Homeowners, Umbrella, Watercraft, Flood, Wind, Excess & Surplus Lines.
Ability to handle problem situations in a professional manner.
Capable of working independently with minimum supervision.
Basic knowledge of MS Office, including Word and Excel.
Working knowledge of in-house and online rating software.
At least 2 years of independent agency experience preferred.
Must have and maintain a current FL insurance license.
AMS 360 experience preferred, but not required.
At Stahl & Associates we place a high value on our loyal, long-term staff and we strive to promote an enriching team environment that encourages personal growth and career satisfaction. All of our positions offer a rich array of company benefits, including competitive pay, a 401(k) plan, continuing education and a generous PTO program. We also offer excellent work hours in a friendly, non-smoking setting.


This guide describes how to measure periods of time using analytics.js.
Studies have shown that reducing page load time improves the overall user experience of a site. Google Analytics has a number of powerful reports that automatically measure and report on page load times. However, it is also possible to track custom timing information to measure performance specific to your site.
User timings allow developers to measure periods of time using the analytics.js library. This is particularly useful for developers to measure the latency, or time spent, making AJAX requests and loading web resources.
timingCategory text yes A string for categorizing all user timing variables into logical groups (e.g. 'JS Dependencies').
timingVar text yes A string to identify the variable being recorded (e.g. 'load').
timingValue integer yes The number of milliseconds in elapsed time to report to Google Analytics (e.g. 20).
timingLabel text no A string that can be used to add flexibility in visualizing user timings in the reports (e.g. 'Google CDN').
When sending user timing data, you specify the amount of milliseconds spent in the timingValue parameter. It's up to you to write code to capture this period of time.
The easiest way to do this is to create a timestamp at the beginning of a period of time and create another timestamp at the end of the period. Then you can take the difference between both timestamps to get time spent.
Most modern browsers support the Navigation Timing API, which includes methods on the window.performance object for measuring the performance of web pages through high-resolution time data.
Google Analytics will sample timing hits during processing in order to ensure an equitable distribution of system resources for this feature.
To avoid sending Google Analytics hits that will not be processed, analytics.js allows you to control the percentage of hits that are sent via the sampleRate and siteSpeedSampleRate configuration options. By default these fields are set to 100% and 1%, respectively. You can adjust these values to more closely approximate the number of timing hits Google Analytics will process based on your average daily pageview counts.


I'm going to build a couple of tanks in the near future and was wondering if you guys could recommend me some specific products I can get in the US (reasonably priced preferably).
Tanks (glass) or enclosures (i.e. wood or PVC)?
At this point the first tank I have to set up is glass with a wire mesh lid. I may set up another one in a plastic tub later on.
What species of animals are you planning to house in the aquariums? This will help us provide you with more specific information.
If you plan to house a creature with higher humidity requirements in this tank, you'll need to block off a portion of the mesh with plastic to keep the humidity inside.
You can go to Wal-Mart or Target and get one of their stupid-cheap poster frames, with the four slide on edges. Toss the frame slides in the trash and you have a beautiful piece of clear plastic you can cut to size. It will melt on contact with heat lamps, though, so you'll either have to suspend your heat lamp on a lamp stand or cut dome-sized + 1-2" holes in the plastic. I prefer lamp stands myself because you can adjust the temperature by raising or lowering the lamp.
The enclosure is only going to be suitable for specific species because their needs can vary a lot. What kind of herps do you want to get into?
I don't really have questions about the enclosure, just the specific equipment I mentioned that goes into the enclosure. Thanks!
Heat mats aren't really "adjustable" in most cases; rather, you would attach a thermostat and set it to the desired temperature.
Timers can be purchased at any hardware store.


It's that time of year again! Ravenswood Chiropractic in Chicago is collecting canned foods to donate to our neighbors in need during this holiday season. Please help us bring joy to their table. Our goal this year is to collect more than 460 non-perishable food items! Help us reach our goal! For every donation received your name will be entered to win a free massage!
We will be accepting donations until the end of the day on Friday, November 22nd 2018 at 5 PM.
All donations will go to Care for Real, Edgewater's Food Pantry since 1970 providing food, clothing and counseling services to our neighbors in need.


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Luxurious estates cradled by lush greenery, and is surrounded by fine dining and shopping.
Welcome To Newton
An exclusive enclave of elegant estates.
Located just outside of Boston, Newton is a vibrant community comprised of 13 distinctive villages. In this historic enclave, winding streets lead to spacious estates where a traditional sense of gracious living thrives. Bordered by natural reserves and the idyllic campus of Boston College, those lucky enough to have a home in this hamlet are surrounded by nature.
For generations, this historic town has been an exclusive enclave and remains one of Boston's most desirable places to live. Newton is filled with luxurious estates cradled by lush greenery, and is surrounded by fine dining and shopping.
Gracious living in a peaceful setting.
The tranquil environs of Newton play host to an old-world domestic elegance. Red maples and copper beech trees line many of the meandering roads, creating an arch of distinctive color over the streets. Entertaining at home is common among residents, who are quick to welcome friends and neighbors over for a dinner party or afternoon tea.
Filled with the finer things in life.
Expect white-glove service at Newton's restaurants and retailers. With four distinct high-end shopping centers, the neighborhood is well-known as a destination for the best in brand-name fashion, home decor, jewelry, and more. Favorite fine dining establishments include three acclaimed steakhouses and the classy French bistro Aquitaine. A bevy of spas and salons keep locals pampered and poised.
Historic ambiance—without the tourists.
Much of Newton is a registered historic district, and the well-maintained charm carries throughout the village. Being far removed from the Freedom Trail, and the tourists who frequent neighborhoods like Beacon Hill and Back Bay, Newton residents are able to appreciate the historic ambiance without crowds clogging up sidewalks or tour buses stopping on narrow streets.
Expansive estates and historic single family homes.
The architects who designed many of Newtons's homes from the 1850s to 1920s preserved natural elements, plotting the gently sloping hills and glacial-deposit stones into the footprint of each estate. They also embraced a range of architectural styles, erecting Colonial, Victorian, Georgian and Tudor Revival houses, each one flaunting a different set of sumptuous details. Modern development has brought roomy, contemporary mansions and well-appointed estates with manicured grounds to the village.
Pristine naturescapes.
Fredrick Law Olmstead, who lived nearby, laid down his landscaping thumbprint in Chestnut Hill, designing the Hammond Pond Reservoir. Known locally as just "the res," the area is a popular trail for joggers and strollers. The village is also home to the woodsy wonderland of the Lost Pond Reservation, which was protected by a community group so that the unique natural landscape of forest and peat bog could be preserved. Bucolic New England shines brightly in Chestnut Hill and Newton.
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An Army officer demonstrating jumping with a cavalry remount
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The Miriam and Ira D. Wallach Division of Art, Prints and Photographs: Photography Collection, The New York Public Library. "An Army officer demonstrating jumping with a cavalry remount" The New York Public Library Digital Collections. 1860 - 1920. https://digitalcollections.nypl.org/items/510d47d9-ba88-a3d9-e040-e00a18064a99
The Miriam and Ira D. Wallach Division of Art, Prints and Photographs: Photography Collection, The New York Public Library. "An Army officer demonstrating jumping with a cavalry remount" New York Public Library Digital Collections. Accessed January 20, 2021. https://digitalcollections.nypl.org/items/510d47d9-ba88-a3d9-e040-e00a18064a99
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Blast into orbit over LEGO® City!
Rocket into orbit on an important space mission! Blast off from our LEGO® City and set your navigation for deep space! Help the astronaut to open the cargo bay doors, then use the robotic arm to release the Hubble Space Telescope into orbit!
•Catch and release the Hubble Space Telescope with the robotic arm!


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It's okay to cut everything
I almost never go around the garden and cut everything in sight, but I was prompted to clip all these roses today after remembering what Toby Buckland said in his Gardener's World article about being able to gather as much as you can from an October garden. There's so much abundance in the garden in summer — I didn't realize until after I'd taken all these that there's still loads in the garden left to come, including rosebuds that are still swelling. I'm not sure this white rose is Margaret Merrill (it's supposed to be) but it does smell fantastic, a bit like Lily of the Valley. The largest blooms in this photo are Tess of the D'Urbervilles, a brilliantly colored and energetically climbing red rose from David Austin, with a flat but tolerable scent. It's such a grower, though — I planted a single hardwood cutting last winter, it struck immediately and produced several blooms this year. It was transplanted in September to my mother-in-law's house. If it can take this midseason relocation, it can take anything.
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On October 14th, 2009 at 5:26 pm Deborah at Kilbourne Grove Says:
I worked in a garden centre for a while. Margaret Merrill was always the one that had the most amazing fragrance.


The brightening cream concealer gives you coverage how you want it. Cream Concealer comes in seven shades that match our Pressed Mineral Foundation for traceless coverage to enhance your skin – not hide it. You will love the sleek portable compact with mirror used to package this concealer.
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Athlétisme
 19 mars : l'athlète britannique Charles Absalom (° 1844) réalise un temps de 10 s. sur 100 yards. Il est considéré avec cette performance comme le premier recordman du monde du sprint.
 Première édition du meeting d'athlétisme britannique de Carnarvon (Pays de Galles).

Aviron
 4 avril : The Boat Race entre les équipes universitaires d'Oxford et de Cambridge. Oxford s'impose.
 24 juillet : régate universitaire entre Harvard et Yale. Harvard s'impose.

Baseball
 26 octobre : les New York Mutuals remportent le  de baseball de la NABBP avec 31 victoires et 10 défaites.
 9 décembre : la National Association of Baseball Players autorise le professionnalisme pour la saison 1869.

Boxe
 27 mai : Mike McCoole doit rencontrer Joe Coburn à Cold Springs, Indiana, dans un combat rémunéré, comptant pour le Championnat Poids lourd de l'Amérique, mais la police intervient et le combat n'aura pas lieu. Coburn et son entraîneur Jim Cusick sont arrêtés.
 4 septembre : Mike McCoole doit rencontrer l'ancien champion John C. Heenan près de St. Louis dans  le Missouri, mais le combat est annulé. McCoole continue à revendiquer le Championnat américain.
 12 novembre :  Le seul rival sérieux de Mike McCoole est Jimmy Elliott qui bat Charley Gallagher dans le  à l'Île de Pêche, près de Détroit dans le Michigan.

Cricket
 Première rencontre internationale pour la sélection nationale d'Argentine de cricket. Cette partie l'oppose au voisin uruguayen.
 13 mai : début de la tournée anglaise de la sélection australienne aborigène de cricket. Cette formation dispute pas moins de 47 matches au cours de cette tournée, remportant un bon tiers des parties.
 Le Nottinghamshire County Cricket Club est sacré champion de cricket en Angleterre.

Cyclisme
 Fondation du club de cyclisme du Véloce Club de Paris.
 9 mars : fondation du club de cyclisme du Véloce Club Rouennais.
 11 mars : fondation du club de cyclisme du Véloce Club Rennais.
 Fondation du club de cyclisme du Véloce Club de Toulouse.
 31 mai : course cycliste dans les allées de Saint-Cloud organisée par le Véloce Club de Paris. Le Britannique James Moore s'impose sur les  du parcours. Selon de nombreux historiens, c'est la première course cycliste de l'histoire.

Football
 Février 1868 : finale de la Coupe organisée par la Sheffield FA (Cromwell Cup). Quatre clubs, seulement, y prennent part. Il faut en effet que le club soit localisé à Sheffield (Hallam, vainqueur 1867, était du Norfolk) et qu'il ait moins de deux ans d'âge. The Wednesday enlève le premier trophée de son histoire en s'imposant en finale face à Garrick devant 600 spectateurs à Bramall Lane.
 Fondation probable (1863 fut longtemps évoqué) du club de football anglais de Stoke City.

Golf
 23 septembre : Tom Morris, Jr. remporte l'Open britannique à Prestwick.

Hockey sur gazon
 Les étudiants d'Eton codifient le hockey sur gazon et fixent notamment le nombre de joueurs à onze.

Joutes nautiques
 25 août : Benezech, dit lou Bousigaud, remporte le Grand Prix de la Saint-Louis à Sète.

Omnisports
 En France, une commission sur l'enseignement de la gymnastique diligentée par le ministère de l'Instruction Publique signale que « Depuis longtemps, on remarque que les élèves ne jouent plus, que les récréations se passent en promenades et conversations, surtout chez les élèves des classes supérieures, ce qui n'est pas fait pour les reposer des travaux intellectuels assidus ».

Sport équestre
 28-30 juillet : premier concours de saut d'obstacles à Dublin (Irlande).

Sport hippique
 Angleterre : Blue Gown gagne le Derby d'Epsom.
 Angleterre : The Lamb gagne le Grand National.
 Irlande : Madeira gagne le Derby d'Irlande.
 France : Suzerain gagne le Prix du Jockey Club.
 France : Jenny gagne le Prix de Diane.
 Australie : Glencoe gagne la Melbourne Cup.
 États-Unis : General Duke gagne la Belmont Stakes.

Naissances
 2 janvier : Arthur Gore, joueur de tennis britannique. (†  décembre 1928).
 7 mars : James Zealley, footballeur anglais. († 15 mai 1956).
 ? mars : William Attrill, joueur de cricket et footballeur français. († ? 1939).
 14 avril : John Sutcliffe, footballeur et joueur de rugby à XV anglais. († 7 juillet 1947).
 24 avril : Alexander Herd, golfeur écossais. († 18 février 1944).
 25 avril :
 Ernst Linder, cavalier de dressage puis général d'armée suédois. († 14 septembre 1943).
 Willie Maley, footballeur puis entraîneur écossais. († 2 avril 1958).
 13 mai : Sumner Paine, tireur au pistolet américain. († 18 avril 1904).
 27 mai : Henry Terry, joueur de cricket français. († 27 juillet 1952).
 9 juin : Laurens Meintjes, cycliste sur piste sud-africain. († 30 mars 1941).
 19 juin : John McPherson, footballeur écossais. († 31 juillet 1926).
 29 juin : Julius Beresford, rameur britannique. († 29 septembre 1959).
 7 octobre : Fred Hovey, joueur de tennis américain. († 18 octobre 1945).
 28 octobre : James Connolly, athlète de sauts américain. († 20 janvier 1957).
 18 novembre : Driekske van Bussel, archer néerlandais. († 27 avril 1951).
 21 novembre : Frank Mobley, footballeur anglais. († 9 février 1956).
 22 novembre : Godfrey Brinley, joueur de tennis américain. († 6 mai 1939).
  décembre : Jack Angus, footballeur écossais. († ? 1933).
 27 décembre :
 William Quash, footballeur anglais. († 17 mai 1938).
 Arthur Linton, cycliste sur route britannique. († 23 juillet 1896).
 ? : Andrew L. Riker, Inventeur, ingénieur et pilote automobile américain. († ? 1930).

Décès

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Let's just call my year an independent study with a bunch of unpaid, over-garlicked puppet bandits.
When I first moved here in 1979, someone I trusted told me that if I wanted to do theater in Portland I should check out Shoestring Theater, that wild band of stilt walkers and puppeteers who've led the Old Port Festival parade and dozens of other Portland-centric events for 30-plus years.
Taking my friend's advice, I headed up the back stairs of what was then called the People's Building on Brackett Street. It is still home to Shoestring and also to a meat market I have never been to. In my mind, that space will always be the Good Day Market, Portland's original food co-op.
I remember the smell of clay, wood, paint and garlic that greeted me as I made my way up the unsound stairs.
But I don't remember feeling welcomed by anyone. As far as I know, there were no official greeters or even official members of Shoestring Theater. There was also nothing romantic about the group, at least not for me. Basically, if I wanted to learn something about theater or puppet making, I just had to show up, grab some recycled clay and make something.
Sink or swim, survival of the fittest or simply being able to pay one's rent and, therefore, to be available to carry puppets, was how you became a member.
With very little guidance (let's just call it an independent study year with a bunch of unpaid, over-garlicked puppet bandits), I stayed for a year and, in the process, I made some really ugly puppets. I carried other people's masterpieces up and down the fire escape of the Brackett Street building and ate cloves and cloves of garlic and participated in every parade and every event.
My digestive system was never better.
I understood, without anyone telling me, that I could be part of this motley crew as long as I made puppets and always, always showed up for a parade. If I wondered who was in charge, I soon learned that the person who was there before me, even if he or she had arrived just five minutes earlier, was the boss.
Looking back, I had innocently signed up for mandatory participation in every parade in Maine with a group of ingenious puppet masters. I did not believe that I was creating or contributing anything meaningful. I simply showed up day after day and became part of something.
Oh, and I learned how to walk on stilts.
More than 30 years have passed since my time at Shoestring Theater, but I spent one recent evening with some of the founders. More than 100 friends and friends of friends crammed into a barn to watch the U.S. soccer team play Portugal. It is a tradition started four years ago during the 2010 World Cup by a family who have deep roots in the theater and who still walk on stilts and show up for parades.
My 13-year-old niece Fiona, who is here visiting from the other Portland, was willing to go to this "soccer barn," but made it clear that she did not like soccer. She played lacrosse, and that was that.
I parked myself as close to the 12-foot screen as I could and, not knowing anyone else there, Fiona parked herself next to me. Ten minutes in, after clarifying which team was wearing white and which team was wearing red, she started texting her friends back in the other Portland, who, like her, were rooting for Portugal. Her smiles and texts continued all the way to the end of the game.
Her 10-year-old brother, Wes, oblivious to the big screen, was in the driveway playing goalie with 20 kids he had just met.
If you are a friend of a friend or a neighbor, you are welcome to watch any and all of World Cup 2014 in The Soccer Barn. But don't expect to be greeted or told where to sit or what to do. The prize of belonging to this wild band of soccer fans is won by showing up, bringing food and picking a team.
Inclusion, I have realized much later in life, does not always lead to happiness, but it's a step in the right direction. And garlic still aids digestion.


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The application of scientific methods begins in the "Central London Hatchery and Conditioning Centre." There humans are bred in test tubes, transferred as they grow to larger jars, and nourished under controlled conditions until they reach the stage for hatching or "decanting." Even in the test tube stage they are marked for treatment that will produce the type of human desired. The types are labeled alpha, beta, gamma, delta, and epsilon, with certain plus or minus grades within each type. In infancy the individuals are scientifically "conditioned" to cultivate certain desires, to abhor certain things, to believe certain truisms, according to the kind of service for which they are designated. The conditioning takes the form of nutritional treatment, electric shock, screeching sirens, or hypnopaedia — that is, sleep-teaching.
Utopians do not fight their own wars if they can avoid it. Killing, although morally necessary, is morally degrading, so they hire mercenaries to defend Utopia. They do, however, train for war - men and women both - "so that they will not be incapable of fighting when circumstances require it". (105) They go to war reluctantly, and "do so only to defend their own territory, or to drive an invading enemy from the territory of their friends, or else, out of compassion and humanity, they use their forces to liberate a[n] oppressed people from tyranny and servitude." (105) Upon declaring war, they immediately offer enormous rewards for the assassination or capture of the enemy prince and others "responsible for plotting against the Utopians." (108)
Logan's Run (1976) is a science fiction film based on a novel of the same name by writers William F. Nolan and George Clayton Johnson. One of the most celebrated dystopian movies of all time depicts theme that was explored in many literary and film projects – a seemingly idyllic futuristic society encased in a dome in which entire human civilization lives a pleasant life without any limitations or hardships. But this world has a single dark flaw – everyone's lifespan is limited to 30 years, and the majority of people willfully accepts this fact. The film follows Logan 5 (played by Michael York), one of the enforcement officers that captures "runners" - fugitives who decided to run away from the government so that they could be live longer. His normal life is turned upside down when he is tasked to infiltrate a group of runners and their hidden sanctuary, but instead of illegal operation he expected to find, he discovers the entrance to the beautiful untouched outside world.
The music in Journey was composed and orchestrated by Austin Wintory, who had previously worked with Thatgamecompany on the soundtrack for Flow. Wintory worked closely on the soundtrack with sound designer Steve Johnson, as well as the programming team, so the music would dynamically tie in to both the actions of the player and sound effects caused by nearby game objects, and feel as if it were "unfolding in real time".[28] Johnson felt having short pieces of music that looped without reacting to the player would be a "missed opportunity", and wanted to create music that changed while still containing a composed emotional arc. Jenova Chen met with Wintory at the start of the game's development to describe his vision for the project, and Wintory left the meeting and composed and recorded the main cello theme for the soundtrack that night. He continued to work on the soundtrack for the next three years, experimenting and discarding many ideas.[29] The game's orchestrations were performed by the Skopje Radio Symphonic Orchestra (Makedonskiot filmski orkestar "F.A.M.E.S.") in Macedonia.[30]
(Singapore) With Indian, Malay, and Chinese influences, the island nation of Singapore has a unique culture that is easily revealed by exploring its various ethnic neighborhoods and exotic local cuisine. This spring, Semester at Sea will be in Singapore during the Chinese New Year and students will be able to observe and participate in the cultural celebrations.
Jonathan Swift, Gulliver's Travels. In this work of 1726, which was an immediate bestseller, Lemuel Gulliver actually visits four different fantasy worlds, but the one that's especially interesting here is the world of the Houyhnhnms, horses endowed with reason and speech, and a world in which humans are yobbish Yahoos flinging their muck around. Gulliver interprets the Houyhnhnms' society as a utopian world, though whether Swift is inviting us to agree, or to distance ourselves from Gulliver, remains a contentious point.
Minority Report is a movie about a dystopian society in the year of 2054 in Washington D.C. The story is about a "Pre-Crime" police force unit, which revolves around three psychics, "Pre-Cogs", with special power to see into the future and predict crimes. Police manipulates these visions and arrest criminals before the offenses are even committed. Main protagonist, "Pre-Crime" Chief John Anderton (Tom Cruise) has the tables turned on him when he is accused of murder in the future. He must find a way to prove his innocence, for the thing he has yet to do.


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One wonders… "Why in the world would they add that to their products?" It's very simple. To increase their profit margin.
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Most Augusta councilors still favor acquiring Howard Hill despite potential financial hooks
While no vote was taken Thursday, the council appears to support the city manager's conclusion that the project is worth the risk of having to spend money later to comply with future state rules.
By Keith EdwardsKennebec Journal
AUGUSTA — City councilors expressed support for moving ahead in closing on the acquisition of Howard Hill, a gift from the Kennebec Land Trust, despite concerns that signing an agreement required by the state for the project could commit the city to spending an unknown amount of money in the future.
The city's acquisition of the 164-acre Howard Hill property requires officials to sign a project agreement that an attorney warned could possibly commit the city to spend money to stay in compliance with all current and future Land for Maine's Future regulations, rules and policies.
This aerial photo taken on March 27, 2014, shows Howard Hill, 164 wooded acres that serve as the scenic forested backdrop for the State House in Augusta. Staff file photo by Joe Phelan
Gift of Howard Hill in Augusta comes with strings attached
Augusta accepts gift of 164-acre Howard Hill property
City Manager William Bridgeo said he thinks there is minimal likelihood the city of Augusta ever would be forced to expend a "burdensome" amount of money to comply with future state requirements.
A majority of councilors appeared to agree with him and to favor signing the agreement and moving ahead to close on the property, though no vote was taken Thursday.
Bridgeo said he'll prepare an order for councilors to consider next week, confirming their previous authorization of him to sign the agreement and close on the property.
At-Large Councilor Mark O'Brien expressed concern about the deal obligating the city to pay the cost of complying with unknown future state regulations. He suggested the Kennebec Land Trust could sign an indemnification agreement with the city, agreeing to pay any future costs of complying with state regulations at the property.
"If the risk is as minimal as everybody would argue that it is, they (Kennebec Land Trust) shouldn't have a real concern about indemnifying us on this," O'Brien said.
Howard Lake, attorney for the land trust and a member of its board of directors, suggested any future unanticipated expenses associated with the property should be the responsibility of the city, as the owner, not the land trust, which raised $925,000 to buy the property to give it to the city, restricted by a conservation easement ensuring it will remain undeveloped forever.
"This seems like something that is part of the ownership of the city," Lake said. "The city should take care of it" as it does all land owned by the city, he said.
Bridgeo said that part of the project agreement the city must sign with the state Land for Maine's Future program, which is providing $163,500 for the project, would obligate the city to take whatever steps are necessary, including potentially spending city money, to stay in compliance with Land for Maine's Future regulations and policies.
Bridgeo said because signing off on that agreement comes with at least some risk that it could obligate the city to spend money in the future, he brought the question of whether to sign the agreement back to city councilors, who previously authorized him to sign paperwork to close the deal for the land with Kennebec Land Trust, subject to review of the documents by an attorney.
In preparing to close on the deal and accept the gift of the land from the land trust, Bridgeo said, attorney Mike Lane flagged a provision of the project agreement as potentially obligating the city to spend money to stay in compliance with present and future Land for Maine's Future regulations.
"It was that open-ended phrase that caused our attorney to say, 'I can't give you a green light on this without knowing you agree to this undefined, potential future liability, and accept it,'" Bridgeo told councilors Thursday.
Bridgeo said he continues to believe the positive benefits of the acquisition of Howard Hill, which is heavily wooded and provides a scenic backdrop to the State House, justify some assumption of risk the state might someday require some unanticipated city funding for the property, but said that decision is up to city councilors. He said refusing to sign the agreement could jeopardize the entire project.
Bridgeo said state officials said a number of other municipalities have signed similar agreements, with the same requirement, to receive Land for Maine's Future grants, without objection.
Theresa Kerchner, executive director of the land trust, said in 10 years she's received only two communications from the Land for Maine's Future program about new regulations requiring action. One was that each property bought with grant funds from the program have a sign on them, noting the program's assistance in purchasing each parcel, with the state providing the sign. The other was that an annual report be filed about the land.
Multiple councilors, including At-Large Councilor Marci Alexander, said they saw the risk of the city having to spend large sums of money to comply as minimal.
"Because the language is specifically limited to regulatory changes, I think the risk is tiny," she said, noting the regulatory process would include opportunities for public comment, should the city, or others, wish to object to any such regulation changes. "I'm in favor of moving forward with the project agreement, and not waiting to do indemnification with a nonprofit group."
Keith Edwards — 621-5647
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Snakes~
There was a young girl whose heart was a frown
'Cause she was crippled for life and couldn't speak a sound,
And she wished and prayed she could stop living,
So she decided to die ...
When I was in first grade, just three years earlier, Mom, climbing stairs, suddenly stooped over and vomited. But what came out wasn't food, but blood. Lots of blood. She swooned and collapsed, falling backward down the stairs and breaking her back. She made it to the emergency room just in time: her stomach was moments from bursting, so full of blood was it.
She died on the operating table. Four times.
The local hospital had no idea what was going on with her, so she was transported to Denver General Hospital sixty miles away, where she would spend the next ten months in intensive care. In the meantime, teams of specialists from all over the country poked and prodded and tested her in every imaginable way—and in unimaginably invasive and painful ways. A theory finally developed as to what was ailing her. She was likely suffering from polymyositis, what was then considered a very rare adult muscle disorder. We were told in effect that she had a form of muscular dystrophy, a disease that normally attacks children.[25]
Mom had to learn how to walk again. Eat again. Breathe again.
She had to take some 70 medications every day, and would until her death fifteen years later in 1984.
She had to live with the fact that a horrible terminal disease was eventually going to take her prematurely from her children.
And she had to deal with my father,[26] a drunken, philandering, bigoted, avaricious and bloated tyrant who forever refused to acknowledge her sickness, claiming she was "faking it," and who humiliated and raged at her and us, his five kids, every chance he got.
No matter how you look at it, Louis Helbert, Jr. was a genuine monster. Mom had no one to protect her from him: my two older sisters were drug users and, for not so mysterious reasons,[27] sympathetic to him. My younger brother and sister and I were far too young to do anything about what we saw happening around us.[28]
In retrospect, we were the most dysfunctional family in the entire Country Club Estates neighborhood. Perhaps in all of northern Colorado. In my childhood, my siblings and I were witness to and recipients of regular physical and verbal abuse from dear ol' Dad; two of my siblings engaged in incest; one had had multiple abortions by the time she was eighteen; another was discovered sleeping with her high school math teacher; one participated in a robbery and was, for a short time, a suspected accomplice in the grisly murder of a young woman whose body was found in an irrigation ditch just a couple of miles from our house. It was no secret that the Helbert family home was an easy place to score dope, and at bargain-basement prices: after all, my sisters and brother often competed with each other for sales!
In 1972, at ten years of age and living in this hell, I knew only two things: that I loved Mom, and that I loved Connie. Beyond that, it was deuces wild.
My bedroom was at that time next to Shelly's, my older sister. She was playing Jimi Hendrix on her new record player a few days after Christmas when I heard familiar, heavy footfalls coming down the stairs. It was Dad. He marched by my bedroom where I lay on my bed reading a book on astronomy. At the entrance to Shelly's room he roared, "Turn that shit off right now!"
I heard her say something—something I couldn't make out except for its tone, which was snotty and petulant—and then I heard a great screech and then a jarring, punctuated crash. And then Shelly was shrieking, the shrieking getting abruptly louder, as though she were on fire and racing to get into my room.
She wasn't on fire. Dad had her by her long dark hair and was dragging her caveman-style down the hallway towards the stairs. In his other hand was a baseball bat. He'd used that, as it turned out, to smash her new record player to pieces.[29] He dragged my sister up the stairs where, with more shrieking, he presumably punished her further. I didn't really know; by that point I had closed my bedroom door and sat shaking on my bed, the astronomy text completely forgotten.
It was like that in the Helbert household. Violence, abuse of every kind, self-medicating, more violence, more abuse, more doping.... I remember reading the Bible that year, cover to cover. I remember the guilt I felt. Guilt—because every night when I went to bed, I prayed that Lou would divorce Mom and abandon us, his family. I blamed him for everything I saw happening around me day after day; I blamed him for the sense that at any moment it could be my turn next, which it was on occasion, and to watch myself very, very carefully. By the time I was ten years old I could melt into the woodwork, even while sitting at the dinner table. When my father noticed me, he, incredibly, took me to task for not being more like my siblings.
"You spend all your time in your goddamn bedroom," he growled menacingly one day. "What the fuck are you doing down there, Shawn? You could make some friends, be more like your older sisters."
When I told him that my older sisters were drug users and were in constant trouble at school, he backhanded me and bellowed, "Well, at least they aren't turning into a fag like you! You could learn something from them! It'd do you some good to light one up or sneak out of class! Make a man out of you! At the rate you're going now, you'll never get there! All you do is sit in your bedroom and read those goddamn books! That's all you do!"
"Those goddamn books" were given to me by Mom, who had long since noted my desire to learn more about astronomy and about snakes and amphibians, and so fed my curiosity by surreptitiously buying me books on them. My father never bought me a single book—but had no trouble threatening to take them away from me.
"I oughta burn every last goddamn one of 'em," he snarled one evening after dinner. "You're turning Shawn into a fag, Virginia."
Mom's name was Kathleen. Lou had renamed her "Virginia" after the doctors told him she could no longer have sex, not without endangering her life. "Virginia" came from "virgin." From the time she left the hospital after her initial ten-month stay until he deserted the family in 1974, he never called her anything else. For a long time I thought it was her real name and that Kathleen—Kay—was a nickname.
I ended up hiding my most cherished books, including the one on American Indians that Connie gave me. I worried about them constantly; I worried Lou would discover them.[30]
He found other things of mine to destroy instead.
As I alluded to earlier, I was fascinated by reptiles, snakes in particular. I could recite facts and figures about snakes to you, everything from various species to weights and lengths and habitats and poisons and what they preyed on. I loved looking at pictures of the big pythons and anacondas; there was (there is) an intense dignity about them.
Since I lived in the country, I had all sorts of fields in which to explore for the snakes indigenous to northern Colorado. They were, by and large, hard to find. But garter snakes are common there, and when I caught one, I'd keep it in a ten-gallon aquarium on my desk in my bedroom and study it. Sometimes I'd get lucky and find two. In the winter of 1972, during Christmas break, I had four such snakes, all collected the previous summer. All lived in the same tank. I'd given them names.[31]
One early January day, as the recent snowstorm melted under the warm caress of chinook winds, I came back from another of my explorations to find my father looming in the driveway, glowering at me, a shovel in his hand, the tank my snakes lived in at his feet.
Without a word he kicked the tank over. The snakes, freed, tried to find shelter away from the exposed, barren, cold cement. He raised the shovel.
I screamed, "NO!"
He brought the blade down on the first snake with a sharp clang, cutting it cleanly in two. As I stood there, horrified, watching its two halves flop and bleed, he did it again and again ... and again, and again, hacking with a rapid mindful military order at all of them. I could do nothing but shriek and jump impulsively with each sharp clang. Each strike of metal on concrete echoed like a rifle report off our barn across the driveway, lost itself in the fallow, silent, snow-lined fields across the county road, in the wind blowing indifferently through the trees. The snakes flopped as they died; they twisted and writhed, curling protectively about themselves and bleeding. Lou kept hacking at them, hacking and hacking. He finally brought the shovel down on the aquarium, smashing it, the glass scattering over the driveway and the dying and dead snakes.
Mom had heard my shrieks and was now standing at the front door. She screamed, "Louis, what are you doing?"
"I'm teaching this little shit a lesson!" he yelled, not looking back at her.
"Stop it! Stop!" she ordered, tears in her eyes.
"Get back inside, Virginia. This doesn't concern you. I'm going to make a man out of this little fuck if it kills him. And frankly I don't care if it does."
But his attention was firmly on me. "Come here!"
My dad was a huge man—over 6'2" in height and nearly 300 pounds. I was utterly terrified of him. I did as he asked. I approached him, blubbering, sickened, so aghast at what I'd just witnessed that I knew it would stay with me the rest of my life. Whatever punishment he was about to dole out could not possibly compare.
As I came within reach, he grabbed me by my shirt collar and slapped me, hard. The slap sent stars of shooting pain through my vision. I was choking from his grip, but somehow still managed to scream.
"Stop bawling, you little baby!" he bellowed over Mom's helpless cries. The smell of stale bourbon washed over my face. He slapped me again, then again. Mom screamed at him to stop, still too weak to attempt to come unaided down the ice-covered stairs to my rescue.
"I said stop bawling!" And he backhanded me, this time so brutally the force of the strike loosed me from his grip. I struck the ground partly on my butt and partly on my back. My upper lip was bleeding; my front teeth felt loose. My wrists throbbed with the impact on the cement.
He picked up the shovel and threw it at me. The handle cracked hard against my skull, sent more stars arcing through my vision. It spun away into the yard, where it lay still, the silver blade covered in snake guts.
"Clean this fucking mess up; and if I ever catch you with snakes in the house again, Shawn, I'll use that shovel on you!"
He went inside, dragging Mom behind him.
Some of the snakes were still moving. They were still alive. Barely, but, yes, alive. They twisted and writhed, slower and slower, on the cement. I remember one, its eyes. They were looking right at me, as if to say, "What did I do, Shawn?" And then the little guy—he was barely five inches long—went still. Shaking and nauseated and wounded so deeply that it felt exactly as though I'd been the one hacked into pieces, I crawled around on my hands and knees, weeping uncontrollably, collecting pieces of dead snakes. Garter snakes release a powerful scent when threatened: a rich musky odor meant to dissuade potential predators from pursuing them. The entire driveway was thick with it. My hands, too. Two of my fingers were bleeding from cuts—the shattered glass of the aquarium was everywhere.
Sobbing, I took the snakes and buried them next to the large cottonwood tree just outside the front yard fence. I sat next to them for a long time before going inside.
The house was quiet as a tomb.
I went downstairs to my bedroom, where I stayed until dinnertime. I couldn't stop crying, even though I knew crying would earn me more punishment.
It didn't matter anyway.
At dinner Lou slapped me again.
"What the fuck did you do with those snakes?" he demanded. "I told you to throw them away!"
I lied. "I did throw them away!" My upper lip was bleeding again.
Lou grabbed me bodily and, dragging me out of the dining room, hauled me into the master bedroom. He sat on the bed, turned me over his knee. With one hand he tore my pants off, his black belt already unlooped from his pants and at the ready. He brought it down on the bare flesh of my bottom. I wailed. He whipped me without a word, with a silent rage that tore at my spirit. I don't remember how long he went on, but when he finished he threw me off his lap, then kicked me in the ribs. He must have searched the big trash bin out front and found no mutilated snakes inside. But instead of saying that, he stepped over me and stalked off while my older sisters rode Mom for indulging my desire to learn about anything by means of books. He left the house soon after and didn't return before I'd gone to bed.
I hobbled downstairs, my body aching. I stayed there until morning.
Mom never said anything to me about what had happened that day—but I could tell it really killed her inside that she was helpless to do anything about it. I remember being terrified about having pets of any kind from that day forward; but after that day Lou lost interest in me altogether, as though by beating me he had judged me unworthy of any attention whatsoever, positive or negative. He never learned of my relationship with Connie;[32] in fact, he never bothered to learn anything of his son after that beating. In fact, he would admit many years later that he didn't remember hacking up the snakes, or, for that matter, much of anything of my childhood. I had been forever relegated to second place behind his real son, Ezra Brooks.
In the eight years following I would become one of Colorado's greatest all-time age-group swimmers. Lou never once attended a single swimming meet to watch me earn all the glory coming my way. That following summer, after I had seen Connie for the very last time, Mom took me to Brush's Pet Shop, which was next to Woolworth's, where I would meet Iggy, the baby iguana she would buy me, and who would be my companion for the next twenty-one years of my life.
I think it was Mom's way of saying she was sorry for not being able to help me that day. She ended up loving Iggy as much as I did, especially in early 1974 when, while sitting atop her head while she stood at the stove,[33] he struck out at Lou as he approached her from behind. Iggy's tail cracked across the bridge of his nose, breaking it instantly. I witnessed the entire thing, and managed to get my beloved green friend back downstairs to my bedroom before he could get to him and take a shovel to him, which he threatened to do both before and after getting out of the emergency room. Both his eyes were black and blue and filled with lightless rage, but his apathy toward me ultimately won the day.[34] He skulked off to work; and then, just a month later, he left Mom for a much younger woman,[35] filing divorce papers immediately after.
My prayers had finally been answered.
It took me a long time before I finally decided to include swear words in this essay. They felt so out of place, so removed from my reality with Connie, with Mom, that I feared the essential points of this telling—young love, spiritual awakening, the childlike sense of wonder at all that is, the angelic purity of youth and the unvoiced aspirations to maintain that purity forever—would be crushed under their bluntness. But to exclude them would have watered down my day-to-day reality with Louis J. Helbert, Jr., and thus would have painted a dishonest picture of him for you.
As I said, Louis Helbert was a true monster.[36] He was vile. And despite his intimidating size, importance to the community of Fort Collins (more than half of which was self-inflated and imaginary, I'd warrant), he was in the end a very small, pointless, helpless, hopeless, useless sot who thought himself worthy of the title man.
But he was never a man. A man has integrity. A man is honest. A man is decent. A true man is not a bigot or a homophobe or a womanizer or a child beater. When it comes to dear ol' Dad, the use of the word man is mistaken.[37] Louis Helbert never had the courage to know and grow in love. And it is my thesis, and forever shall be, that he who does not possess that courage cannot be a man, no matter how much testosterone courses through his veins. In like manner, the same holds true for women. A woman can claim the title of such when she attains the courage to honor her sex, and not before. True love, as I have stated already, is rare in this world; thus are the number of people able to claim manhood or womanhood in any real or authentic way.
J. Krishnamurti: So can the mind—again we must come back to this point—can the mind understand the nature of pleasure and its relationship to love? Can the mind that is pursuing pleasure, an ambitious mind, a competitive mind, a mind that says, I must get something out of life, I must reward myself and others, I must compete: can such a mind love? It can love sexually. But is love of sex the only thing? Why have we made sex such an enormous affair? Volumes are written on it. Unless one really goes into this very, very deeply, the other thing is not possible even to understand. We can talk endlessly about what love is and what love is not theoretically. But if we use the word love as a mirror to see what is happening inwardly, then I must inevitably ask whether it is pleasure in its multiple forms? Can a man who has got into a top position through drive, through aggression, through deception, through ruthlessness—can he know what love is? Can the priest who talks everlastingly of God, who is ambitious to become a bishop, archbishop or whatever it is—to sit next to Jesus ...
Allan Anderson: To sit on the right hand of God.
J. Krishnamurti: So can such a priest who talks about it know what love means?
Allan Anderson: No, he thinks he can with reference to something called a higher love which is based on denial of a lower one.
J. Krishnamurti: That's just words.
Allan Anderson: In that conflict there can be no love.
J. Krishnamurti: So our whole social, moral structure is immoral.
Allan Anderson: Yes.[38]
Language is the most powerful instrument available to humanity. My "father," Louis J. Helbert, Jr., used language as a weapon, to destroy, to tear down, to humiliate and degrade and minimize and shame. And when his damning use of language failed, he'd raise his fists or use his belt or a plank of wood or his slipper or a pipe wrench or fishing line or a switch torn from nearby brush. For me to exclude his swear words would be to honor his use of the English language by my considered omission of them. And I cannot and will not do that.
Whenever I need to leave it all behind
Or feel the need to get away
I find a quiet place, far from the human race,
Out in the country
The fields surrounding our home were my dear friends. I spent whole days in them, milling about, exploring, or simply doing nothing. There were hiding places: irrigation ditches and wide patches of high, dry weeds, or the sheltering shade under a distant cottonwood tree. I'd find a spot and sit and hide.
After my pet snakes were killed, I spent many hours next to where I'd buried them, apologizing to them over and over again. The cottonwood tree just outside the property of our house was the oldest in all of Larimer County, the literal mother of all other cottonwood trees there. It was some eighty feet tall and had a very wide, gnarled trunk, and I could hide there, facing County Road 11, away from the furious, blurred eyesight of Lou. For some reason he'd never look for me there, though in reality it would've been easy to spot me should he simply walk to the end of our driveway and glance right. But he never did. The snakes were buried just next to the trunk. I'd sit there, and I'd place my hand on the little mound of earth under which they lay, and I'd try to shut my mind off.
But I couldn't. Not for a long time. Not for years. As Christmas vacation, 1972, came to a close, my mind kept turning to Connie. I couldn't wait to see her again. I missed her so deeply it hurt in my ankles. I longed to be next to her, to see her smile again, to feel her shoulder touch mine as we sat on the sandbox wall.
I thought about what it would be like to have her here, sitting with me. What she would say to comfort me. Or, perhaps, like so many recesses, she'd say nothing at all, and I nothing in return.
Nothing ... and everything.
"I had no idea. I'm so sorry."
I had spoken without really hearing myself say the words, almost as if I'd merely thought them. I was dumbfounded and felt woozy with staggering loss and disbelief and a spiking outrage that threatened my very ability to reason. I had choked the words out, my eyes clenched shut.
"It's okay," she answered. "You couldn't have known. It's over now. He's gone."
She had spoken quietly, almost whispering, as though to speak louder would alert him—I could clearly see him in my mind's eye—to her presence and bring him back.
"Are you okay, Shawn?"
Was I okay? Good grief! I could feel the wet tracks of fresh tears down my cheeks, and struggled to compose myself. My ear ached. I discovered I was pressing the phone to it with almost manic strength. My abdomen trembled as though I'd done an hours' worth of sit-ups.
"No," I said. And then I added bitterly, "Another one lost."
"I'm sorry, what?" said Connie, her voice like a dying chime. I was pressing the phone into my skull because I wanted to be closer to that voice. I wanted to be just a foot away from it. Just like it was when we wandered aimlessly about Tavelli Elementary's playground three and a third decades ago.
"Nothing," I said after she asked after me a couple of times. "Nothing. Tell me more. Tell me everything."
I gritted my teeth and sniffled and bowed my head and waited. My ear throbbed even harder.
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For your consideration, by Shawn at 12:30 PM
Labels: first love story, memoirs of a dysfunctional childhood, puppy love story, reflections of connie, true love story


text:
import { combineReducers } from 'redux';
import password from './ducks/password';

export default combineReducers({
  password
});

redpajama_set_name: RedPajamaGithub


text:
Q: how to get 3rd level sub category in Top menu Opencart v2.3 I tried all the steps other similar previous questions but it didnt worked. I want to get 3rd level sub category in  Top menu Opencart  v2.3
This below code is of 2levelcategory, I need to create 3level category.
This is the header.php file code
$categories = $this->model_catalog_category->getCategories(0);

    foreach ($categories as $category) {
        if ($category['top']) {
            // Level 2
            $children_data = array();

            $children = $this->model_catalog_category->getCategories($category['category_id']);

            foreach ($children as $child) {
                $filter_data = array(
                    'filter_category_id'  => $child['category_id'],
                    'filter_sub_category' => true
                );

                $children_data[] = array(
                    'name'  => $child['name'] . ($this->config->get('config_product_count') ? ' (' . $this->model_catalog_product->getTotalProducts($filter_data) . ')' : ''),
                    'href'  => $this->url->link('product/category', 'path=' . $category['category_id'] . '_' . $child['category_id'])
                );
            }

            // Level 1
            $data['categories'][] = array(
                'name'     => $category['name'],
                'children' => $children_data,
                'column'   => $category['column'] ? $category['column'] : 1,
                'href'     => $this->url->link('product/category', 'path=' . $category['category_id'])
            );
        }
    }

This is the header.tpl file code

    <?php foreach ($categories as $category) { ?>
    <?php if ($category['children']) { ?>

<a href="<?php echo $category['href']; ?>" class="dropdown-toggle" data-toggle="dropdown"><?php echo $category['name']; ?>

          <?php foreach (array_chunk($category['children'], ceil(count($category['children']) / $category['column'])) as $children) { ?>

            <?php foreach ($children as $child) { ?>

<a href="<?php echo $child['href']; ?>"><?php echo $child['name']; ?>

            <?php } ?>

          <?php } ?>

        <a href="<?php echo $category['href']; ?>" class="see-all"><?php echo $text_all; ?> <?php echo $category['name']; ?>

    <?php } else { ?>

<a href="<?php echo $category['href']; ?>"><?php echo $category['name']; ?>

    <?php } ?>
    <?php } ?>

A: You can Add 3rd level of categories like this:
controller file:
    $categories = $this->model_catalog_category->getCategories(0);

    foreach ($categories as $category) {
        if ($category['top']) {
            // Level 2
            $children_data = array();

            $children = $this->model_catalog_category->getCategories($category['category_id']);

            foreach ($children as $child) {
                // Level 3
                $grandchildren_data = array();

                $grandchildren = $this->model_catalog_category->getCategories($child['category_id']);

                foreach ($grandchildren as $grandchild) {

                    $grandchild_filter_data = array(
                        'filter_category_id'  => $grandchild['category_id'],
                        'filter_sub_category' => true
                    );

                    $grandchildren_data[] = array(
                        'name'  => $grandchild['name'] . ($this->config->get('config_product_count') ? ' (' . $this->model_catalog_product->getTotalProducts($grandchild_filter_data) . ')' : ''),
                        'href'  => $this->url->link('product/category', 'path=' . $category['category_id'] . '_' . $grandchild['category_id'])
                    );
                }

                $filter_data = array(
                    'filter_category_id'  => $child['category_id'],
                    'filter_sub_category' => true
                );

                $children_data[] = array(
                    'name'  => $child['name'] . ($this->config->get('config_product_count') ? ' (' . $this->model_catalog_product->getTotalProducts($filter_data) . ')' : ''),
                    'href'  => $this->url->link('product/category', 'path=' . $category['category_id'] . '_' . $child['category_id']),
                    'children' => $grandchildren_data,
                );
            }

            // Level 1
            $data['categories'][] = array(
                'name'     => $category['name'],
                'children' => $children_data,
                'column'   => $category['column'] ? $category['column'] : 1,
                'href'     => $this->url->link('product/category', 'path=' . $category['category_id'])
            );
        }
    }

view file:

    <?php foreach ($categories as $category) { ?>
        <?php if ($category['children']) { ?>

<a href="<?php echo $category['href']; ?>" class="dropdown-toggle" data-toggle="dropdown"><?php echo $category['name']; ?>

                  <?php foreach (array_chunk($category['children'], ceil(count($category['children']) / $category['column'])) as $children) { ?>

                    <?php foreach ($children as $child) { ?>

                        <a href="<?php echo $child['href']; ?>"><?php echo $child['name']; ?>
                        <?php if($child['children']){ ?>

                                <?php foreach ($child['children'] as $child) { ?>

<a href="<?php echo $child['href']; ?>"><?php echo $child['name']; ?>

                                <?php } ?>

                        <?php } ?>

                    <?php } ?>

                  <?php } ?>

                <a href="<?php echo $category['href']; ?>" class="see-all"><?php echo $text_all; ?> <?php echo $category['name']; ?>

        <?php } else { ?>

<a href="<?php echo $category['href']; ?>"><?php echo $category['name']; ?>

        <?php } ?>
    <?php } ?>

I've tested my work on opencart 2.3.0.2 with default theme:

redpajama_set_name: RedPajamaStackExchange


An altar server training program was held at the Western Diocese in LA. Allen Torchiyan, Enrike Kaltakhtchyan, Paul Israelian, and I were able to attend. It was a great weekend for us to learn different aspects of the Sunday Liturgy. Topics included learning different liturgical hymns as well as learning the different roles of an altar server. On that Sunday, we attended the liturgy at the cathedral. We also got to know the Burbank ACYO Chapter a little better. They were very welcoming. Also that weekend, we were able to check out different places in LA including Santa Monica, Glendale, and the Hollywood Sign. In the future, I encourage you to send your boys and girls.


In the heart of the village, our 39 rooms and suites revisit the chalet spirit in a contemporary style punctuated by bright and warm colours. Almost all of our rooms have a balcony or terrace with a view of the village or the torrent. They combine very high quality materials - brushed walnut, Hainaut blue stone, wool - to offer you a cosy and relaxing atmosphere.
Our Cosy room is perfect for those who travel alone or who need a separate room for their children. Located on the top floor of the hotel, it has a beautiful attic-style ceiling with a cosy vibe. Our Cosy room come equipped with an Italian shower and a double bed.
Our Comfort rooms comfortably accommodate two adults and most have a balcony with a view of the village or stream. Equipped with an Italian shower, some of them can be configured with twin beds.
Our Superior rooms are spacious, perfect for relaxing after a long day of skiing. They are all equipped with King Size double beds, an office area and an Italian shower or bathtub. They come with either a village or torrent view. Twin configuration available.
Our Family room has a unique mountain charm with an attic-style ceiling and a large balcony. It is composed of two communicating rooms with bathrooms, one of which has bunk beds. This room is ideal for families of up to 5.
Our two Junior Suites are equipped with a King Size double bed and a sofa bed. One is a duplex with a beautiful balcony, the other has a large terrace facing south with a view of the stream. They are equipped with a bathtub, an Italian shower, or both.
Our two Suites, are equipped with a King Size double bed and a sofa bed. They both have a large terrace facing south with a view of the stream. The bathrooms are equipped with a bathtub, an Italian shower and twin vanity sinks.


text:
using System;
using System.Collections.Generic;
using System.Linq;
using System.Text;
using System.Threading.Tasks;
using System.Windows;
using System.Windows.Controls;

namespace DiskGazer.Views.Controls
{
	public class TextBoxDoubleFormat : TextBox
	{
		#region Property

		public string StringFormat
		{
			get { return (string)GetValue(StringFormatProperty); }
			set { SetValue(StringFormatProperty, value); }
		}
		public static readonly DependencyProperty StringFormatProperty =
			DependencyProperty.Register(
				"StringFormat",
				typeof(string),
				typeof(TextBoxDoubleFormat),
				new PropertyMetadata(string.Empty)); // String.Empty means not specified.

		public int ScaleNumber
		{
			get { return (int)GetValue(ScaleNumberProperty); }
			set { SetValue(ScaleNumberProperty, value); }
		}
		public static readonly DependencyProperty ScaleNumberProperty =
			DependencyProperty.Register(
				"ScaleNumber",
				typeof(int),
				typeof(TextBoxDoubleFormat),
				new PropertyMetadata(
					-1, // -1 means not specified.
					(d, e) =>
					{
						var expression = ((TextBoxDoubleFormat)d).GetBindingExpression(TextBox.TextProperty);
						if (expression != null)
							expression.UpdateTarget();
					}));

		public bool LeavesBlankIfZero
		{
			get { return (bool)GetValue(LeavesBlankIfZeroProperty); }
			set { SetValue(LeavesBlankIfZeroProperty, value); }
		}
		public static readonly DependencyProperty LeavesBlankIfZeroProperty =
			DependencyProperty.Register(
				"LeavesBlankIfZero",
				typeof(bool),
				typeof(TextBoxDoubleFormat),
				new PropertyMetadata(false));

		#endregion

		static TextBoxDoubleFormat()
		{
			TextBox.TextProperty.OverrideMetadata(
				typeof(TextBoxDoubleFormat),
				new FrameworkPropertyMetadata(
					string.Empty,
					null,
					CoerceFormat));
		}

		public TextBoxDoubleFormat()
		{ }

		private static object CoerceFormat(DependencyObject d, object baseValue)
		{
			if (!double.TryParse(baseValue?.ToString(), out double num))
				return baseValue;

			if ((num == 0D) && ((TextBoxDoubleFormat)d).LeavesBlankIfZero)
				return string.Empty;

			int scaleNumber = ((TextBoxDoubleFormat)d).ScaleNumber;
			if (0 <= scaleNumber)
				return string.Format($"{{0:f{scaleNumber}}}", num);

			var stringFormat = ((TextBoxDoubleFormat)d).StringFormat;
			if (!string.IsNullOrEmpty(stringFormat))
				return string.Format(stringFormat, num);

			return baseValue;
		}
	}
}


Tektronix warrants that this software product will conform to the specifications in the documentation provided with the product, when used properly in the specified operating environment, for a period of one (1) year. The warranty period begins on the date of shipment, except that if the program is installed by Tektronix, the warranty period begins on the date of installation or one month after the date of shipment, whichever is earlier. If this software product does not conform as warranted, Tektronix will provide remedial services as described in the documentation provided with the product. Tektronix does not warrant that the functions contained in this software product will meet Customer's requirements or that operation of the programs will be uninterrupted or error-free or that all errors will be corrected.
In order to obtain service under this warranty, Customer must notify Tektronix of the defect before the expiration of the warranty period and make suitable arrangements for such service in accordance with the instructions received from Tektronix. If Tektronix is unable, within a reasonable time after receipt of such notice, to provide remedial services, Customer may terminate the license for this software product and return this software product and any associated materials to Tektronix for credit or refund.
This warranty shall not apply to any software product that has been modified or altered by Customer. Tektronix shall not be obligated to furnish service under this warranty with respect to any software product a) that is used in an operating environment other than that specified or in a manner inconsistent with the User's Manual and documentation or b) when the software product has been integrated with other software if the result of such integration increases the time or difficulty of analyzing or servicing the software product or the problems ascribed to the software product.
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text:
I am bankrupt – John Dumelo cries
Popular actor and newly elected opposition NDC Parliamentary Candidate for Ayawaso West Wuogon, John Demelo says last weekend's parliamentary primary has left him stark broke.
According to him, huge sums of money was channeled into work in the constituency to make his victory possible but has also made him bankrupt.
He's revealed that he undertook many philanthropic works before the party's primaries on Saturday including paying of school fees for some people.
According to him, he does not consider those kind gestures as vote-buying as he did all that in a bid to help the people in his community.
John Dumelo waged a strong campaign to win the Parliamentary candidate slot by garnering 758 votes in the polls as against 94 votes by his contender Suzzy Afua Adoboe.
Speaking to host Kwaku Owusu Adjei on Anopa Kasapa on Kasapa FM on the aftermath of the elections, John Dumelo stated that presently he doesn't have even a dime left on him for the next round of campaign activities.
"I'm broke rough, the campaign has drained my money rough. All the cash I had has been spent on the campaign I have absolutely nothing left on me for the next round of campaigning. I'll have to look for money elsewhere for that exercise. As I speak with you I'm laying flat on the ground, I need help to get back onto my feet. There'll have to be voluntary contributions from my loved ones to see me through the next level of campaigning for the 2020 Parliamentary election."
A research conducted by The Westminster Foundation for Democracy (WFD) revealed that a candidate in Ghana spent approximately GHS 390,000 (USD 86,000) to secure the party primary nomination and compete in the parliamentary election during the 2016 elections.
The findings show that the cost of running for political office in Ghana went up by nearly 60% over one single electoral cycle (2012-2016). Ghana has 275 legislators which means they cumulatively spent approximately $23,650,000 to enter the law-making chamber.
The Westminster Foundation for Democracy (WFD) research stated: "Between 2012 and 2016 the cost of running for political office in Ghana increased by 59%. On average candidates needed to raise approximately GHS 390,000 (approx. USD 86,000) to secure the party primary nomination and compete in the parliamentary election in their constituency.
"If the cost of politics rises to unaffordable levels the danger is that politics becomes the domain of the elite and wealthy and that the motivation and incentives of MPs move from serving the public to recovering their own investment."
The research which was done in collaboration with the Ghana Centre for Democratic Development (CDD) surveyed over 250 candidates and sitting MPs about their experiences in the 2012 and 2016 elections.
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tmdb3.py crashed with TMDBRequestInvalid in handle_status(): Invalid id - The pre-requisite id is invalid or not found.
PC auto starts at fixed time each time at 18:25.
When into PC via TV amd this error was displayed with front end showing.
This happens every day. I am on the 0.27 pach updates etc and system is current.
Title: tmdb3.py crashed with TMDBRequestInvalid in handle_status(): Invalid id - The pre-requisite id is invalid or not found.
I can confirm the issue. Perhaps it has something to do with an ID which only exists on IMDB but not on TMDB?!? Has got someone an Idea how to reproduce the crash. So that someone can have a look at the tmdb3.py script.
Thank you. The same issue on my box.
MythTV.tmdb3.tmdb_exceptions.TMDBRequestInvalid: Invalid id - The pre-requisite id is invalid or not found.
In my opinion tmdb3.py has to expect that a search can fail.
Perhaps there is something wrong with the handle of failed searches?!?
In my system I have to use both as not all stations are available on in-Air.
I have to do nothing. Mythtv gets the metadata by it's own. There is no choice for IMDB or TMDB in mythtv 0.26.
> In my system I have to use both as not all stations are available on in-Air.
https://bugs.launchpad.net/mythbuntu/+bug/1306707 is same. Hopefully this additional info will help the developers.