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FictionSci-Fi
MechKnight : The Lady's Guardian
By: Morohtar
In an alternate future Europe, a Transylvanian 'mech warrior is in Rome for Easter. What does the Cardinal want with him? And who is the beautiful Lady Monica, and why does she need protection as she travels north?
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Adventure/Romance - Chapters: 13 - Words: 83,086 - Reviews: 131 - Favs: 34 - Follows: 16 - Updated: 4/15/2009 - Published: 8/10/2008 - Status: Complete - id: 2557334
1. The Cardinal's Invitation2. Saint Dunstan's3. Rome4. Lady Pallavicini5. The Kristatos Factory6. Easter7. Milan8. Switzerland9. Battle10. Alsace11. Rhineland12. Cologne13. Finale
Chapter Thirteen : Finale
I gestured at Monica to forestall her climbing out of her seat. "Stay here," I ordered. "You'll be safer." I stood on the command couch and made to leap out of the cockpit. Behind me, Monica snorted.
"Maugrim will just be a very stylish tomb without you, Vladimir," she wisely pointed out. "I'm only safe so long as you're alive." I glanced back down at her – she was starting coquettishly up at me. "Besides," she murmured, "I don't much fancy letting you out of my sight." She reached up for me – my hands were on the edge of the hatch but I reached down and grasped hers. Our fingers intertwined sinuously. "Thank you," she said softly, "you were wonderful."
My voice sounded grim even to my ears. "Save your thanks for when we're out of Cologne," I said brusquely. I jumped out of the cockpit, standing on Maugrim's head. I crouched down, unlocking the toolbox mounted between her ears. Behind me, I heard Monica climb out of the cranial compartment. I tucked a magno-spanner and hydraulic bolt-driver into my belt and turned to face her. She was leaning against one of Maugrim's ears, nervously drawing patterns in the greasy smoke smirching the radar vanes.
"I wasn't talking about your combat skills," she said lightly. "I meant you were wonderful to never give up on me, never let me forget there might be more than my duty." I'd been hurrying, frantically moving quickly to get Maugrim's reactor back on-line and us out of hostile territory, but now I stopped and looked at Monica with new wonder. "I don't care if I die here, Vladimir," she said with deadly seriousness. "I don't care if I am captured and taken to Saxe-Eisenach and he collars me like a dog and keeps me locked up like Rapunzel so I never know freedom. Because no-one can take freedom from me now. You gave me that, and I can never repay you."
For a precious second I just stared at her, blinking back tears and desperately swallowing. "I . . . I have to fix the reactor," I croaked lamely. I bushed past her and stumbled down the ladder, moving to one of the computer access ports, trying to concentrate on the task at hand.
Machina pilots are rarely fine mechanics; we are often competent, able to swap out spares, re-tighten a bolt or even splice cables and hoses back together – but true skill eludes us. A good mechanic rates as a master craftsman, with the equivalent of several degrees in engineering, electronics, physics and even chemistry. Most are small and slight, their hands easily slipping into confined spaces, with a delicate sense of touch that seems to work through layers of rubber and Kevlar.
I unscrewed the access port, levering the armored panel open. I popped the seals on the inner skin and dismounted the shocks. The circuits are well-protected and shielded – hardened against EMP damage, mounted on independent springs to absorb mechanical shock, the works – which makes them hard to get at in the middle of combat. I cracked the final door, revealing a very small part of Maugrim's central nervous system. As is normal for machinae her computer systems are physically distributed and duplicated in separate redundant circuits running in perfect clock-sync with each other. If part of her system goes off-line or is damaged the load is picked up by the rest with zero loss of function. In theory, she can survive up to 85% of computer system loss with only a 10% drop in efficiency.
Of course, that figure of 85% assumes a distributed failure, not a targeted assault. I already knew the failure of all four reactor control circuits was such an attack, but I only realized just how bad it was when I opened the final seal. A cloud of stinking smoke billowed out from the access port, making me cough and choke. Glowing cinders burst into fresh flame as oxygen was sucked into the still-hot chamber. I frantically grabbed for the halon extinguisher, holding my breath as I squirted it into Maugrim's delicate innards. I fanned the smoke away with my hand and peered inside.
It wasn't hard to diagnose what had happened – Cardinal Pallavicini had simply installed a very small thermite bomb on the underside of the reactor control circuit board. Ceramic insulation and a refrigeration unit had kept it cool so it did not ignite with the heat of the circuitry. The remains of a small radio-controlled detonator showed how it had been set off. All very simple, all very direct. The circuit board was a charred oblong of brittle black plastic, boards next to it showing heat damage. I had to assume the other three circuits were just as toasted. I cursed softly, but that was probably an over-reaction – the mounting sockets for the board looked undamaged. I could strip it out and install a new one in a few minutes.
I fumbled inexpertly for the correct driver-bit and fit it into the hydraulic bolt-driver, reaching into the compartment and wincing as my hand brushed against still-hot metal and plastic. I backed out the screws one by one – they were charred and softened by the thermite, their heads burring as I unscrewed them. Using a set of pliers I tugged the crisped remains of the circuit board free, blowing ash and charred plastic from the mounting socket's contacts.
"Can I help?" asked Monica softly from behind me. "Or shall I just stay out of your way?" I glanced over my shoulder at her, looked down at her delicate hands.
"Yes," I said. "I mean," I clarified, "yes, you can help. Your fingers are smaller than mine – make sure the contacts are clean and clear. Don't burn yourself. I'll get the spares." She nodded, moving forward, brushing past me, her hands sliding over mine. I watched, fascinated, for a second as her manicured nails plucked fragments of charred insulation and burned wire from mounting sockets. Her touch was delicate, her face a picture of fierce concentration, wincing as her skin touched hot metal and live wires. She didn't complain or cry out.
I forced myself to look away, moving to the spares locker mounted under Maugrim's belly. I punched in the access code and waited until it lowered on hydraulics to eye level. I unlocked the door and went straight to the appropriate drawer.
I regretted wasting my curse earlier.
The drawer was empty – not merely filled with something else, but empty. I tugged open another drawer at random – it contained exactly what it should contain. I pulled open another drawer, and then another. It took me thirty seconds to search the entire locker and found what I had feared the moment I found the first compartment empty.
Cardinal Pallavicini had very deliberately not included a single spare for the reactor control circuits.
The word I called him cannot easily be translated into Latin. It is Romanian, exceptionally vulgar, and is generally speaking reserved for heretical traitors. It implies that not only did he rape a close family member, but also aborted the resulting child and then violated a nun with the corpse.
Dully, with the movements of a sleepwalker, I carefully closed each drawer, punching the code back in and watching the spares locker recede in Maugrim's belly. I passed my hand over my face – I had nothing left. I am no computer expert – I can scarcely install a circuit the right way up half the time. I certainly couldn't hope to jury-rig something as delicate and critical as a reactor-control circuit. If I had the time and the tools and lead-lined clothes I could have manually pulled the control rods clear, giving me a constant flow of power. But that would take hours and diamond-tipped saws and would leave Maugrim grotesquely vulnerable and both me and Monica with advanced radiation poisoning.
It was over. I lowered my trembling hand from my face, looking at the Order signet ring on the third finger. I clenched my fist, the muscles in my jaw popping as tears beaded in my eyes. I toyed with the ring for a second, tugging it free. I hadn't removed it in years – not since my right hand was shattered and burned during the defense of Saint Stephen's and the surgeons rebuilt it with titanium and skin grafts. It left a smooth divot in my flesh, a ring of shiny polished skin that almost looked like a scar. I clutched it in my hand so tightly my knuckles turned white and I could feel the ends of the metal rods that held my bones together biting into my flesh. "Monica," I called softly.
She did not turn around as I walked up behind her. "Nearly done, Vladimir," she said with laser-precise concentration. "Just a few more fragments."
"Monica," I repeated. The words caught in my throat. "Monica, it's over. There aren't any spares."
Her hands didn't stop moving, just hitching slightly and carrying on. She was intelligent enough to know what that meant; we were stuck here, there were simply no more options, we would be killed or captured. But something in her refused to accept it, as if simple denial could change the situation, as if it cleaning the contacts still mattered. She shook her head, not turning to look at me.
"Monica . . ." I couldn't think of anything to say except her name. There wasn't anything else I wanted to die saying, but I had to apologize. "Monica, I'm sorry . . ." She did not seem to hear me, furiously blowing into the chamber, blinking as dust and smoke stung her eyes. "Monica, turn around." She carried on with her work. My voice sharpened with desperation. "Turn around, dammit!"
She whirled around angrily, hands on her hips, ready to yell tearfully in my face I was a coward or a fool or giving up or just simply impolite. She stopped because she couldn't see me. It took her a split second to look down and find me on one knee in front of her, my signet ring held trembling out to her.
"I love you, Monica Pallavicini," I whispered. "I have nothing left to offer you, and I am so sorry I failed you." I hung my head, knowing this was a meaningless request she had every single right to refuse. "Will you marry me?"
An endless second absorbed me. I heard her breath hitch in her chest, a gasp escaping her lips. A single precious tear hit the dusty flagstones in front of me. "Oh, Vladimir!" she sobbed. "Oh, yes, yes, a thousand times yes!" Her hands caught mine, pulling herself down to her knees in front of me. She took my face in her hands, lifting it to hers and kissing me furiously, dragging me to my feet. "And you haven't failed me, we'll get out of here! We'll escape and we'll me married and we'll live happily ever-after and I will give you sons and daughters and we'll grow old and happy together!" Her voice was frantic, hysterical, as if she were trying to convince herself it could be real. Her left hand writhed around my right. I caught it in both of mine and slipped my signet ring on her offered finger. "Never say you failed me, you could never fail me!"
I felt the flagstones of the square vibrate unmistakably – not the slow, solid footfalls of a machina, but the rapid, ragged snare-drum of marching ironclads. I peered past Monica and between Maugrim's legs – now I wasn't concentrating on trying to repair one very specific aspect of her, I could see the hurts she had suffered; the horrible wounds, the scars and blows and buffets. It did not pain me as much as I thought it would – because in a few seconds I would be dead and Monica would be the property of Saxe-Eisenach. The footfalls were the marching boots of a squad of yellow-and-black ironclads. They were wearing the crest of the Count of Essen – one of the House Guard must have radioed them, or they had come to meet us and escort us in. It didn't matter which – their objective now was clear. "I just did," I whispered to Monica, stepping away from her and pushing her into the lee of Maugrim's armored leg.
Some machina pilots have a contemptuous view of ironclad-portable weapons – after all, .50 cal machine gun fire will bounce off even ironclad armor, and the most powerful weapons an infantryman can carry will not usually cause significant damage to a machina. But the truth of the matter is a single .22 round can kill an unarmored man – the twenty half-inch projectiles hurled every a second by a machine gun will reduce him to a red smear. Infantry armaments are only non-threatening when you aren't naked before them.
One of the ironclads snapped his rifle to his shoulder, a painting laser projected on my chest. I didn't even try to dodge or escape – it was futile. Standard main battle rifle for an ironclad is a 30mm gyrojet launcher capable of discharging multiple classes of projectile. It has – when interfaced with an ironclad's systems – a range of nearly a mile and can fire close to five-hundred rounds a minute. Running would simply mean I'd get shot in the back – and I would be damned before I died like that.
"Lord, into Your hands I commend my spirit," I whispered. I began an act of contrition under my breath, glancing over to Monica – there was nothing else I wanted to see as my last sight on earth.
She ran forward, placing herself between the ironclads and me. It was madness – they didn't want to kill her and a shot from one of their rifles would pass through both of us without even slowing down. I grabbed her, struggling with her, trying to get her to safety. There was no need for both of us to die. "Let me!" she howled. "Please!"
The sound of a gyrojet rifle is unique, utterly unlike anything else. They initially fire as standard, with a propellant charge forcing the bullet out of the barrel like a conventional firearm. A few feet from the muzzle of the gun the gyrojet kicks in – the rounds are basically mini rockets. Their velocity increases as they burn their fuel, spinning in the air thanks to vectored exhaust ports. The initial discharge is a sharp crack, quieter than you would expect, and then the rockets ignite with a dull roar that quickly rises to a scream. The bullet accelerates to supersonic speeds, the sonic boom assaulting your eardrums. What they sound like when they hit depends on the shell fired – some might give the target time to scream.
That is a single shot. Now, imagine eight of those a second and you have what an ironclad rifle firing on full-auto sounds like.
I could not help but wince when I heard that unmistakable report – the booming, roaring, screaming clatter that is the last thing so many have heard. I clutched Monica to me, flipping us around so I uselessly shielded her with my body, every muscle clenched, steeling myself for an agony I could only imagine.
It took me an instant to realize I shouldn't have been able to hear the German ironclads firing – the rounds would hit me before the sound reached my ears. By the time it did I would be a bleeding hash of raw meat. I suddenly realized what I heard wasn't fire from the other side of the square.
An over-sized glove of white ceramic armor at the end of a hydraulically-motivated arm gleaming in blue, orange, yellow and red grabbed me and Monica, dragging us behind the body of a harlequin. Bullets whined and pinged off his armor, lead-tipped hollow-point bullets deforming against thick ceramo-steel. "Stay here," his vox-caster growled, pushing us to the ground behind one of Maugrim's paws. He lifted his own rifle one-handed, sprinting across the square after his squad mates, his plume bobbing as he ran, his gyroscopically stabilized weapon firing as he moved.
There were five Swiss Guard, at least twice as many Lutherans. The Germans never stood a chance, not even when they switched to armor-piercing rounds – miniature versions of the shaped charge of a Barracuda warhead. The harlequins had used those from the first, blasting half the barbarians off their feet in the first volley. One of the Swiss Guard span sideways, his hand blown off at the wrist, the fountain of blood quickly stopping as the tourniquet systems of his armor kicked in. By then the harlequins were in among the Lutherans, swinging with their vibro-halberds. The Germans were competent – good fighters and carrying equally potent weapons – but they were no match for the Vatican elite who were simple death with a blade. When the dust settled, a dozen Germans lay dead on the floor and the harlequins were praying for the soul of one of their own and helping their one-handed brother to his feet.
Monica punched the air. "Yes! Viva il Vaticano!" She stopped when the flagstones of the square trembled as if a building had fallen, rattling her teeth. A massive shadow fell over the two of us. Suddenly cold, we both turned, tilting our heads back and back and back so we could take in the gigantic form of a scarlet Hercules machina looming over us. "Oh . . . Hell," Monica said, clutching me desperately.
I looked carefully at the machina for a second, and then smiled. And then chuckled, and began to laugh. It was a relieved laugh, tension bleeding hysterically away. Monica looked at me as if I had lost my mind, as if terror had robbed me of my senses. I gestured at the crest painted on the chest armor, at the yellow-and-white banneret flying from one shoulder, the bright scarlet (not dark crimson and gold) paintwork. "Carlo!" I yelled with a broad and entirely uncharacteristic grin on my face. "When did you start working for the Vatican?"
The machina's external speakers hummed as they powered up. "A House Pallavicini machina is approaching, Boyar." Carlo's voice echoed metallically over the speakers. "I will prevent him from assaulting you – threat estimate places the hostile probability at 57%." My grin widened – he was so young; focused on the mission, relying on computers for combat predictions.
"Revise that upwards," I said sardonically, "he's already shot me."
"I am most grateful for your aid, Signore Ruspoli." Monica had recognized the crest on the side of the machina. "But do not expose yourself to unnecessary danger – he may be willing to parley."
"My plan is to avoid direct engagement, milady," Carlo said carefully. "I intend to allow the Boyar the honor of the kill." Monica glanced up at Maugrim, battered and wounded and entirely powerless, clearly wondering if young Carlo was really observant enough to pilot a machina. Carlo swung north and began to stomp away. Monica turned to face me.
"Am I going to be able to go anywhere in Europe and not meet an ally of yours?" she asked in amazement. "Who is he, and what is he doing here?" I was about to answer her when a suit of combat-engineer ironclad armor in dull brushed steel landed with a ringing crash on the pavement behind her, fracturing the flagstones with its weight.
"He's my fiancé, Lady Pallavicini," a vox-caster growled. "Cardinal Griffin sent us." A steel-pincer hand lifted the suit's visor with a hissing of over-engineered pistons. Cleopatra looked at Monica, coolly appraising her with a long look up and down. She held out one of her arms – the hydraulic claw folded wide open and a metal iris cycled, a perfect facsimile of Cleo's hand in gleaming silver extending from the conical forearm unit of the armor. Gingerly, Monica took it. "Cleopatra Kristatos, heir to the Kristatos Factory," she said. "Thermite charges on the control circuits?" she asked me.
"Yes," I answered. "How did you know? Not that I am ungrateful – far from it – but what are you doing here?"
Cleo didn't respond. An identical hand to the first slid out of her other arm – now she had the delicate touch required to repair electronics, all without exposing her flesh. She removed a circuit board from an anti-static bag. She slotted it into place. "You'd better mount up," she said, "Carlo'll need your help; lots of activity out there."
I took Monica by the hand. "Get in," I said, "we don't have much time." She nodded, glancing at Cleopatra with a look of unsatisfied curiosity I knew was repeated on my own face. We were certainly not safe – we didn't have much time and we were still in dangerous terrain. Cleopatra would only be able to replace a single circuit before I needed to power the reactor back up and move out to join Carlo. Even then, we would be outnumbered and outgunned.
The thought of having to wade back into combat dulled my relief and joy at being rescued – not from fear of that battle, but because of what would happen afterwards. I'd fired on Pallavicini troops and kidnapped their daughter – at least, that was how it would be reported. I was a marked man, with a price on my head that would only rise with every bounty hunter I dispatched. The civilized parts of the Empire were no longer safe places for me – or Monica, for that matter.
But our immediate situation was still far better than it had been moments before. The appearance of the Swiss Guard and Carlo's machina flying Vatican colors and Cleopatra herself was nothing short of miraculous. I wasn't about to immediately put their presence down to an angel dropping them there, but I wasn't ruling it out either. I began to ask Cleo another question when the harlequin who had pulled me and Monica clear stomped up. He snapped his mirror-glass visor upwards, revealing a pale, handsome face we both recognized.
"Neil!" exclaimed Monica joyfully. I am not sure what surprised me more – that Wardenclyffe had a Christian name, that it was Neil or that Monica knew it. The harlequin's face cheeks colored very slightly at her informality and he dropped his visor down again. The remaining Swiss Guard were systematically combing Maugrim with bug sniffers – one of them got a positive return and delicately sliced the small transmitter magnetized to her armor with the very tip of his vibro-halberd. I inclined my head to Wardenclyffe.
"Hauptmann," I said politely. "Monica and I are both very grateful you are here – albeit unsure why."
"You are quite welcome Boyar, Lady Pallavicini," his vox-caster growled. "Cardinal Griffin's office became aware of saboteurs at the highest level in Saint Dunstan's." Even beneath the modulation it was obvious his words were chosen very carefully. "He required elements of the Swiss Guard to investigate the matter further. It rapidly became clear that rogue elements of the Black Nobility military were planning an assault, in conjunction with the saboteurs, on Vatican privateer forces and loyal Black Nobility. His Eminence was unable to secure papal approval for use of Vatican forces, hence our use of Black Nobility and civilian privateers."
Monica laughed. "That, Neil, should be written down as the perfect example of Vatican obfuscation. It is the most elegant way of saying my grandfather and uncle didn't care who they hurt marrying me off I can think of." She considered. "Was the Cardinal really unable to get approval, or did he just not bother asking?" she asked with a smirk.
"I could not possibly comment, Lady Pallavicini," he growled. "As you know, my squad's permanent assignment is bodyguard to His Eminence, hence our presence in Cologne."
"And where is the Cardinal?" I asked suddenly.
I couldn't see or hear Wardenclyffe's smile though the vox-caster and mirror visor, but he simply had to be grinning. "Officially, Boyar, he is visiting his brother Archbishop." Monica laughed again – she has the most wonderful laugh – but I frowned. I have never got used to politics – even after spending most of my life married to one of the most formidable political minds in the Empire I don't understand it, can't play the game, and find it still leaves a bad taste in my mouth. A city has hidden foes that can be found with radar and pitfalls a seismic scan will pick up – I feel so much more comfortable with open war.
"I didn't follow a damn word of that, harlequin," said Cleopatra abruptly – it seemed as if someone had even less skill at politics than I. She slammed the access panel shut and drove the bolts home with a squeal of compressed air. "I'm done here – start her up," she ordered me.
I automatically reached my left hand over to my right – an Order signet ring is more than a piece of jewelry, there are limited control functions built into it, together with a miniaturized locater beacon and several gigabytes of data storage. I immediately realized my mistake and took Monica's left hand, lifting it and turning the face of the ring. Maugrim responded by withdrawing the control rods from the reactor. The visual effect was minor – the lights in the cockpit high above us all brightened – but my heart sang when they did. I lay a quivering hand on Maugrim's leg. "Thank you, Cleo," I said gratefully.
Cleopatra did not answer me – she was looking at Monica's hand in mine, at my signet ring on her finger. She looked at me with a happy little grin. "Congratulations, Vladimir," she said simply. I blushed as she turned to Monica, the humor fading from her face. "You made the right choice, Lady Pallavicini," she said seriously. "You are an exceptionally lucky woman."
Monica lowered her eyes. "Thank you, Signorina Kristatos," she said demurely. She pulled herself closer to me, slipping my arm around her waist. She kissed me on the cheek and whispered, "I know."
There is an art to coughing politely in an ironclad so it sounds like you are coughing politely, and not like slabs falling into a pit. Wardenclyffe possessed that art. We all turned to look at him, listening to the voice that was deliberately careless even when modulated by his vox-caster. "Cardinal Griffin requires me to offer you transport and accompaniment back to Rome, Lady Pallavicini," he said neutrally. "What message would you like me to take back to him?"
Monica laughed, laying her hand on his brilliant armor. "Oh, Neil – I will miss you!" she trilled. She composed her face into careful formality. "Recorder on?" she asked. Wardenclyffe nodded, adjusting the camera mounted on his shoulder. She peered into the mirror-glass of his visor, toying with her disheveled hair. Satisfied, she looked directly at the camera and smiled. "Greetings, Archbishop Raymond Cardinal Griffin," she said easily. "May God bless you and your work abundantly this Easter season. My fiancé and I thank you deeply for your generous offer of Swiss Guard protection en route to Rome, but we must solemnly decline your kindness. We have no immediate plans to return to Italy as my new home lies far from there, and we also do not wish to expose Vatican troops to any further aggression from rogue Italian elements. As you will no doubt understand, Your Eminence, we wish to avoid any aggravation of what is – and will no doubt become – a sensitive situation between Papal forces and those of the Black Nobility. My future husband and I humbly ask for your understanding in this matter, assure you of our full support in the elimination of rogue elements, saboteurs and other heretics and traitors, and beg you for your prayers and blessing on our forthcoming marriage. God bless you, Cardinal. I remain, Lady Monica Anna Maria Pallavicini."
I had stood silent and stunned by during most of her speech, simply because she was using the words fiancé and future husband in casual conversation with a prince of the Church in reference to me. It was not, of course, something that I in any way objected to, nor something I should have found surprising – but it was something I wasn't used to. It made the whole thing real in a way it hadn't been before; prior to recording that message, she could have thrown back my ring and it would have been Cleopatra's word against hers that it ever happened at all (Wardenclyffe would not have been drawn on the subject, even under pain of death). Now, her acceptance was committed to posterity in the recording device of an Swiss Guard ironclad captain.
And not only had she made it very clear to the Vatican and Rome (and her family, because the recording would inevitably make its way back to her uncle and grandfather) where her heart was, but also where her political loyalties lay. It was clear even to me Griffin was throwing the gauntlet down to Giovanni Pallavicini and wasn't afraid of risking a war between the Church and the Black Nobility – why else would Wardenclyffe refer to Maugrim and I as 'Vatican privateer forces' and obliquely call Cardinal Pallavicini a 'saboteur'?
I suddenly felt very much out of my depth, as if my falling in love with Monica and my unwillingness to let her be used as a pawn had consequences I had never considered, that even now I was being used for someone else's purposes. I didn't much like it – I would feel much better with Maugrim underneath me and the control yoke in my fists.
I nodded at Wardenclyffe. "Thank you, Hauptmann," I said. "You and your men should leave – I can take it from here." I turned to Cleopatra, awkwardly embracing her and wincing as she didn't realize her armor's strength. "God bless you, Cleo," I said with feeling. "He is risen."
"He is risen indeed, alleluia," she responded. She paused, looking at Monica. "I suppose I don't need to worry about you not having someone to take care of now I'm getting married, Vlad," she said with a watery smile. She crushed me to her again and only released me when Carlo's voice crackled over the radio in the collar of her suit.
"Pallavicini machina is approaching your position, Cleo," he said. "Ask the Boyar if I should engage."
Monica caught my arm. "Vladimir – he doesn't have to kill him. He's just trying to do his job, he's worked for my grandfather all his life . . ." I nodded.
"Tell Carlo thank you, and no," I said to Cleopatra. "Both of you have done more than enough – I'll handle it from here. His job is to get you back to your father – I don't want the Kristatos hunting me as well as the Pallavicini and the Saxe-Eisenachs." She nodded, toggling her radio and talking quickly to Carlo. I looked at Wardenclyffe. "I am not happy with the Cardinal risking her life by getting her involved in this – she is not a combat mechanic, Hauptmann." I did not add that neither did she need the enmity of the Pallavicini by aiding an enemy of theirs, but Wardenclyffe was intelligent enough to grasp what I didn't say.
"You have my assurance she will return to Rome safely, Boyar," he said firmly. "You should also know she volunteered – her father was requested to provide a combat mechanic for this mission. Signorina Kristatos insisted she be the one to come." I looked over at Cleopatra, tears beading in my eyes. What had I ever done to deserve such loyalty?
"Go with God, Hauptmann," I said briefly. I ushered Monica to the ladder, the two of us climbing into Maugrim's cockpit. The HUD reported three reactor circuits off-line, one functioning – which was better than when I had last looked. I dismissed the warnings and ran my eyes over the damage report as I span the compressors up to speed. She was badly injured – one pulsar destroyed, several segments of the capacitors burned out, hydraulic system heavily compromised.
I could still win – especially since victory just meant escape.
I keyed the radio. "Vatican machina," I called on an open frequency – I didn't want Giuliani to learn who Carlo was if he hadn't already. "Do not engage the Pallavicini machina. Disengage and withdraw with the rest of the papal elements. Do you copy?"
Carlo responded instantly. "Received and understood, Boyar," he said crisply. "Godspeed, Boyar. May God bless you and your children, Lady Pallavicini." I had to admire Carlo for his youthful foolishness – his machina was emblazoned with the Ruspoli crest and colors. Giuliani would be able to identify it with a moment's visual. Carlo was practically declaring war on the most powerful family of Black Nobility on behalf of the Ruspoli.
He began to remind even me of myself – after all, wasn't I doing much the same for the Order of the Dragon?
In the radar I saw Carlo's machina swing around and begin to lumber south. I keyed the radio to Giuliani's frequency. "Call it even, Ceasario?" I asked without much hope. I'd killed several of his friends already and, as he had said, this wasn't personal. This was professional.
That same professionalism – not to mention logic – dictated I destroy his machina and kill him if at all possible. He might not have transmitted a report back to the Pallavicini yet. In that eventuality they wouldn't know about the Swiss Guard, Cleopatra and Carlo. That was something I wanted the Pallavicini finding out only when Griffin decided to reveal it, if at all.
"Even, you Slavic bastard?" Giuliani sounded angry, not to mention ignorant of anthropology (Romanians are not a Slavic people; we are descended from Roman legionnaires and the Dacians – the campaign is celebrated on Trajan's column). "You've killed my friends and you want to say we're even? To Hell with you!"
I gave a dreadful shrug. "If you want to finish even further behind, be my guest," I remarked casually. "I was hoping you'd know when you were beaten." I was plotting an exit trajectory on the HUD – a single jump would put me back into the no-man's-land between the Cathedral enclave and the Lutheran city. Even damaged as she was Maugrim was still far faster than Reaver, especially over the broken ground south of the Cathedral. The only problem would be if Giuliani really wanted to make a fight of it – then I would simply have to kill him. Part of me didn't want to do that.
In case you haven't realized, that part of me was riding as a passenger and wearing my signet ring.
I hit the jump jets and Maugrim leaped into the air, skimming the rooftops in front of her, landing amid the rubble with an easy flex of her knees. The concrete shifted underneath her as I pounced over a ruined building seconds before it exploded into a shower of brick dust as Rapier missiles hit it.
"Please, Ceasario!" begged Monica. "Don't make him . . ." She got no further before Giuliani finally got the range right and I had to jerk Maugrim back to avoid a missile strike. The fireball blossomed directly in front of her, warning klaxons going off and both Monica and I wincing against our restraints.
I glanced at the radar – four hundred yards to the right and I would have a direct line of sight for the lasers. He'd left me no choice. Maugrim covered the distance in seconds, all three of the lasers tracking a point she could not see but knew was there. I pushed the reactor to 76%, charging the capacitors.
Maugrim turned the corner, appearing half a mile of empty street away from Reaver. I didn't even need to press the trigger – I'd programmed her to take the shot just as soon as she had LOS. The three lasers spat packets of discrete-frequency luminal energy, gigawatts of power striking Reaver and melting through her armor in an instant.
I didn't see the machina explode in a dull orange fireball – I'd already jumped Maugrim into cover on the other side of the street – but the HUD showed its icon flare and then go black. I let out the breath I had been holding and slid the reactor down to about half. "I'm sorry, Monica," I said.
She passed her hand over her eyes. "Oh, Ceasario . . ." she whispered. She crossed herself. "Eternal rest grant unto him, oh Lord . . ." she began. I crossed myself too and joined her in the prayer – I would do that at least for him. When we had finished I looked back at Monica. She was sitting quietly in her chair, trying to process what had happened, imagining what a life with me might be like. She was slowly rotating the ring on her left hand with the fingers of her right, the chunky ring disproportionate on her delicate hand, a slow smile building in intensity as she looked at the pledge of my love.
She raised her head and looked at me with nervous wonder. "What now?" she asked softly. I answered her with a shrug.
"We're not safe yet," I reminded her. I swung Maugrim west – it was fifty miles to the Belgian border and Imperial territory, two hours if I pushed hard. Three hours until I would be confident we were beyond the immediate reach of angry Lutherans. Once in Belgium we could swing counter-clockwise, perhaps visiting Paris, and travel through Switzerland, Austria and Hungary and thence into Romania.
There is certainly much more to tell – not merely our immediate adventures in Europe, but also the rest of our courtship (if you think courtship is done the moment the lady says yes then you are certainly unmarried, and may stay that way), our wedding and marriage (the two are very distinct things, as even a cursory study of the sacraments will tell you) and the wars that came to dominate Europe few short years later.
But this tale will not tell of them. I began this story at the end of one journey and it is perhaps appropriate it ends at the beginning of another. As I have mentioned before, I am no great storyteller – I am a warrior first and foremost – and what skill I have in the art I learned from my mother and Scheherazade. Both of them taught me one very important lesson;
Leave your audience wanting more.
God bless, gentle reader. I will welcome you if you return.


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When it comes to finding a good quality loot and weapons, you can never go wrong with the Los Leones. It is not only the biggest town in the Miramar map but it is also usually near the middle of the white circle so that means you will likely have to pass through this area anyway. If you are one of the first players who land at the Los Leones then the chances are that you will be able to get some of the best equipment, gear and weapons in the game besides the supply drop because that has some high-end gear.
What is better than a military camp if you want high-end weapons? Well this is the reason that the Camp Militar is the best place to land if you want to get your hands on some of the best weapons in the game. Just like the military base of Erangel, the military base of the Miramar also has some of the best gear that will be very useful in the combat. The weapons that you can find in this area include Assault Rifles, Shotguns, Sniper Rifles and Pistols. Although the Campo Militar is located at the farthest North east corner of the Miramar making it difficult to get into and retreat from, it will be a good spot to land if you start from here and then make your way to the circle.
It is a small town that is located just to the west of the Los Leonas and along the rocky hillside base. It can be a great place to start your match in the Miramar due to the abundance of buildings which are always filled with good quality loot. There are also a lot of high buildings in the area if you are looking for some scouting or sniping. Another best thing about the Chumacera is that it is close to the center of the map so you will face many problems in getting to the white circle.
It is the great –place to start the match in Miramar if you are the first person to land there. It has plenty of buildings that can provide some of the best quality loot. Also, it has a lot of rocky cliffs that can help you get a vantage point either for scouting the area or for some sniping.
So these are some of the areas in the Miramar map that are best for landing. Just land in each of these areas and you will be able to assess which area is working better for you.


Given the recent Liberal spill and now murmurs of a wet liberal resurgence, it is time for self-reflection on the part of the Liberal Party. And as a scholar who works on foundational figures of the liberal intellectual tradition, I would like to suggest that the debates surrounding the vexed legacy of Immanuel Kant offer a few lessons for deliberating between the competing brands of liberalism, wet and dry, that have been with this tradition since its beginning.
The Liberal Party likes to identify itself with economic freedom, of individuals and markets; what it sadly has come to neglect is the moral tradition embodied by its name.
As millions of refugees flee wars in the hopes of achieving human dignity, now is the time for the Liberal Party to acknowledge that its intellectual legacy is not simply financial and national, but indeed profoundly moral and cosmopolitan. It is a legacy that would support a very different refugee policy, one that privileges human need over economic and national self-interest.
A towering figure of the European Enlightenment, Immanuel Kant is the father of modern liberalism, humanism, and internationalism. In the past 20 years, however, there has been renewed scholarly debate over Kant's legacy, and it is now safe to say that there were two Immanuel Kants, one a Eurocentric apologist for European colonialism and the other a visionary beacon of a truly international world.
Since the publication of Emmanuel Chukwudi Eze's 1997 article, 'The Color of Reason', there has been a slow but steady recognition in academic circles that the great foundational thinker of liberalism, humanism, and internationalism was indeed also a racist.
In response to these revelations, many scholars have argued that we should dismiss Kant and the liberal tradition he helped found as one long, ultimately racist apologia for European colonialism. And today, right now, in debates over Prime Minister Turnbull's new refugee policy, the Liberal Party has a chance to prove these scholars wrong.
Kant describes the historical march to international governance as part of nature's "original providence," and for some critics, this is a sure sign of philosophical colonization. Upon the basis of a plan embedded within nature itself, Europe will "legislate" for all others. However, it must be said that another reading is possible, and it is this reading that the Liberal Party must revive.
Kant qualifies his idea of "original providence" by cautioning that our cosmopolitan salvation is not certain. For Kant, cosmopolitanism is not an object of manifest destiny, but instead is a possibility that ought to be inevitable because it is only the form of government and morality that coincides with our status as freely reasoning and thus dignified creatures.
Cosmopolitanism and universal human rights are ideals that only human actions can make real. This is the Kant who must be remembered, and it is precisely this Kant whom the Liberal Party has forgotten.
When untold thousands of human beings are denied the dignity of asylum and allowed to rot in privately-run detention centers, Australia acts as if only the racist Kant ever existed. What Australia and other liberal countries face right now is not simply a refugee crisis; no, it is a crisis with their selves.
Human beings are not to be treated as objects of economic or political calculations because they possess "an inner worth" or "dignity" that sets them apart from all other things.
When Australia turns away human beings from its borders in the name of national stability, prosperity, or order, it degrades both them and its own population as mere means, as objects to be enriched, exploited, or discarded as if all merely things.
What the Liberal Party in particular betrays in this process is not some dusty abstract ideal; what it betrays is its very self.
Spencer Jackson is a literary scholar and A.R.C postdoctoral fellow at the Centre for the History of Emotions at The University of Queensland. His work focuses on eighteenth-century European literature and philosophy, and he's writing a book on the British novel and the making of modern nationalism.


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From top: Doug Johnson, Sentinel, oil on canvas; L.J. Douglas, Transmigration, encaustic, drawing transfer and collage; Mark Sumner Forth, Soltaire, oil on canvas over panel.
Merwin and Wakeley Galleries to Present Artwork by Visiting Artists and Students
BLOOMINGTON, Ill. – The Illinois Wesleyan University School of Art will present an exhibition of three concurrent solo shows featuring the works of artists L.J. Douglas, Doug Johnson and Mark Sumner Forth on display in the Merwin Gallery, and the works of award-winners from the annual juried student show on display in the Wakeley Gallery. The galleries are located in the Joyce G. Eichhorn Ames School of Art Building (6 Ames Plaza West, Bloomington).
Free and open to the public, the exhibits will run from Sunday, June 10 through Sunday, August 19. During the opening, there will be a reception from 2 to 4 p.m. and, at 2:30 p.m., there will be a gallery talk with the visiting artists.
Summer gallery hours are Friday through Monday from noon until 3 p.m.
L.J. Douglas's Transmigration, is an ongoing work that asks the question some call the dilemma of twenty-first century society: Where does a person begin and end? Consisting of over one hundred small encaustic paintings incorporating collage and drawing transfer, Transmigration maps a fictive genealogical landscape, representing the connection of all life forms. The paintings are drawn from a variety of sources, including genetic coding, historical figure painting palettes, and biologist and naturalist observations. Born in Philadelphia, Douglas earned a bachelor's of fine arts from the Philadelphia College of Art in 1975. Two yeas later, she earned a master's of fine arts from the School of the Art Institute of Chicago.
Landscapist Doug Johnson is intrigued by the collisions between order and disorder so readily found in the wilderness and has been painting natural settings for 15 years. Dedicated to the process of image making, his preferred medium of painting is oils. Johnson, a Bloomington-Normal native, earned a master's of fine arts from Northern Illinois University and serves as the Executive Director of the McLean County Arts Center.
A great stillness is said to pervade paintings by Mark Sumner Forth. Setting statuesque figures in dreamlike surroundings and soft lights, reminiscent of the Dutch Masters, Forth adds a modern sense of storytelling to capture private moments about to unfold. Also Bloomington-Normal native, Forth earned a bachelor's of science from Illinois State University in 1987.
The annual student show, now in its twentieth year, will showcase works by students in painting, graphic design, glass, printmaking, and drawing. Juried winners include Mel Keiser and Matt Martin, class of '07, Bryan Byers and Maria Gonzalez, class of '08, Emily Dieling, Nicole Pizzini, and Alisha Rogers, class of '09, and Emily Cellini, Katelynn DeWitt, and Emily Haager, class of '10.
For additional information, contact Carmen Lozar, gallery director, at (309) 556-3391.
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The Office of Civil Defense has spent only about P10,000 out of the P36.9-million donation for the victims of the Marawi siege, according to the Commission on Audit.
Based on the commission's 2018 audit report, the P10,000 went to the family of one of the victims who was killed during a firefight between government troops and the terrorists in 2017.
"Clearly, the donations were not utilized to provide for the much-needed support of the Marawi siege victims," the report says.
"The poor utilization of the donated funds defeated the purpose of the donation, and that the good intention of the donors for human consideration was not fully served."
The National Disaster Coordinating Council Memorandum Order No.13 ordered the Office of Civil Defense to provide a disaster victim with P10,000 in financial assistance if a family member is killed and P5,000 if injured.
The injured victims were asked to submit some documents, such as a medical certificate, a local disaster coordinating council police report and an endorsement for the payment of claims, hampering them to avail themselves of the government's financial aid, state auditors said.
The kin of those who died during the Marawi crisis was asked to present a death certificate, a barangay certificate, proof of filial relationship, a local disaster coordinating council police report and an endorsement for the payment of claims from the LDCC chairman.
The commission said the relatives of those who died as well as the survivors were only given a year from the time of the siege to claim the financial grant.
"The production alone of the above documents could be very burdensome for some victims, which could be one of the causes of the low utilization of donated funds," the commission said.
Armed fighters from the two ISIS-affiliated groups"•the Maute and Abu Sayyaf jihadists"•stormed Marawi, capturing key government buildings and setting fire on churches and schools on May 23, 2017.
President Rodrigo Duterte ordered the military to attack the ISIS fighters, and that led to the destruction of thousands of homes and other structures and the death of civilians, soldiers, and rebels.
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The Bestslope Bull Brawl will be out this weekend at the Mesa County Fairgrounds, and it's like nothing you have ever seen.
Bull riders and bull teams descend on Grand Junction for the second annual Red Rocks Nissan Best Bull Brawl.
The difference in this competition is it isn't just the riders getting scores, but the bulls as well. 14 teams, 28 riders and 42 bulls will vie for the championship. Riders, as always will be judged on how well they ride and how long they stay on the bull.
The bulls will be scored on how well and how quickly they are able to dispatch the riders perched on their backs. Contractors will bring their three best bulls, with the hopes that their bull is the one to win. The bulls themselves don't care, they just want the riders off their backs, but you can bet they will feel the vibe!
Last year the event drew nearly 1,000 people and this year promises to be even bigger with more teams, more bulls and more excitement.
Come on out to the Mesa County Fairgrounds for some fun and exciting bull riding competition this weekend!


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Alaskan Bush People is an American docudrama-style reality television series that follows the Brown family in an attempt to survive in the wilderness, detached from modern society.  The series premiered on the Discovery Channel on May 6, 2014. Filmed on location in Alaska near Copper Center, Hoonah, and Chichagof Island, with later seasons filmed on location in Okanogan County, Washington, it follows the extended Brown family's life. Although purportedly a genuine reality TV show, it has been criticized for being scripted and/or fake.

In April 2019, Radar Online learned that the show was renewed for a 10th season. On November 13, the show was renewed for season 11, which premiered on December 4, 2019. Season 12 premiered on August 23, 2020. In August 2020, cast member Bear Brown posted on Instagram saying that the family's home had been destroyed in the 2020 Washington wildfires. Patriarch Billy Brown died at age 68 on February 7, 2021, after suffering a seizure.

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The series follows the Brown family of Hoonah, Alaska, as they build lives together off the grid in Alaska.

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Season 1 (2014)

Season 2 (2015)

Season 3 (2015)

Season 4 (2015–16)

Season 5 (2016)

Season 6 (2017)

Season 7 (2017)

Season 8 (2018)

Season 9 (2019)

Season 10 (2019)

Season 11 (2019–20)

Season 12 (2020)

Season 13 (2021)

Season 14 (2022)

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Billy has a criminal history of horse theft in 1980.
Ami has a criminal history of welfare fraud.

Billy was previously married to Brenda Britt; their daughter, Twila Byars, appeared in the episode "Growing the Wolfpack" (S05E04). It has been suggested that the couple had a second child, Brandy.

Residency issues
On October 3, 2014, following an investigation by the Alaska Department of Revenue, a Juneau grand jury indicted the Browns with 60 counts of first-degree unsworn falsification regarding Permanent Fund Dividend forms for their residency and first- and second-degree theft that took place between 2009 and 2012.

Billy was charged with 24 of those counts, which occurred from 2010 to 2013 as well as for the theft of more than $21,000 in dividend money for himself and others. The charges meant that the state believed the family spent more than 180 days a year living outside of Alaska and lied about it on their applications.

On November 18, 2015, Billy and Joshua struck a plea deal for the whole family except Matt and Rain (Matt wasn't living there and didn't file and Rain was too young). They pled guilty for the  rest of the family for lying on PFD forms. Billy and Joshua's punishment for stealing over $21,000 dollars was restitution, fines and 30 days of house arrest at a Juneau hotel.

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2014 American television series debuts
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There was a large attendance of the Malvern PCN group at the January 2019 meeting, with over 60 people present for an evening with Revd Dave Tomlinson, who spoke about his book, Black Sheep and Prodigals. An antidote to black and white religion. He described it as the third in a trilogy of books which presented 'a bad Christian's systematic theology'. He discussed the importance of being authentic to oneself and the difference between confidence and certainty. He described Christianity as part of the changing patterns of history, with shared speech, symbols, community of revelation and tradition as dialogue. He concluded by asking the question Will the church be here in 50-100 years' time? That is uncertain, but Will the Kingdom of God be here in 50-100 years' time? The answer was Yes.
The was some good discussion following the presentation amongst the large audience present. Dave had driven from London for the event and left the meeting to drive back to London so that he could be on the Chris Evans breakfast show the following morning. We were very grateful for the time he gave to be in Malvern.


A graduate of Georgia State University College of Law, Abby Herrmann joins our team at Warner Bates as of 2017. Our legal team is excited to welcome her as a valuable addition. Prior to working as an attorney for our firm, Abby worked as a law clerk and interned for a Fulton County Superior Court Judge, where she honed her skills and gained the experience necessary to join our firm.
During her time in school, she acquired a number of awards and accomplishments --including but not limited to being an Equal Justice America Fellowship recipient, receiving a CALI Award in Refugee and Asylum Law and participating as a pupil in the Charles Longstreet Weltner Family Law Inn of Court. Formerly the President and Treasurer of the Family Law Society, Abby was also a member of the Association of Women Law Students.
Abby is originally from Augusta, Georgia and attended the University of Georgia prior to law school. She currently resides in the Virginia Highlands and enjoys going to concerts, trying new restaurants and exploring the city.
Family law issues are some of the most draining, emotional, and risk-heavy cases in the field of law. This is why it is essential you protect yourself and your family by enlisting the help of an Atlanta family lawyer you can rely on, such as ours at Warner Bates. Our firm is committed to upholding excellence with each and every case we take, which is what makes us one of the most competitive legal teams in Atlanta family law.
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Ken Robinson, godfather of unusually-used paperclips, is back. He's famous to millions of educators as the author and speaker behind the RSA animation 'How schools kill creativity', which among other awards, is also winner of 'the most superficially convincing but ultimately brainless education clip'- joint winner with Shift Happens. You might have seen him at a TED conference, if you're extremely rich, or on Youtube if you're not. I've never really understood the Cult of Ken. He's affable, intelligent, charismatic and passionate about helping children. But unfortunately he's also quite wrong in many matters regarding them.
The Tiger Teachers of Hong Kong: a warning, not a lesson.
I turned down a job teaching in a Hong Kong school a few years back. If I'd seen Tiger Teachers (Unreported World, Channel 4) before I responded, I might have thought twice. The Chinese island has seen such an explosion in after school tutoring that celebrity super tutors have emerged, some of them earning millions of pounds every year.
The Royal College of Teaching. Open doors and Games of Thrones, but this engine runs on hope.
One of my deeper shames is that I possess a certificate for NLP (see below). Worthless, utterly without value. Everyone at the course got one, which means that it's as precious an accolade as the sensor that toots when I walk into my local newsagent. You turned up? Congratulations, welcome to the Star Chamber. It's like getting a 'Yes' from David Walliams.


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Artists: Christopher Atzinger
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John Knowles Paine was the first American-born composer to earn widespread recognition for his larger-scale symphonic works. But his smaller-scale compositions—in particular his beautifully crafted piano pieces—have been largely forgotten. With this album's lovely and wondrously performed music, the acclaimed pianist Christopher Atzinger seeks to redress such unjustified neglect.
Being the eldest of the fabled "Boston Six" band of composers, Paine was also the first to receive advanced training in Europe. Some have called him the finest American composer of his time. And, as the nation's first American-born music professor, the curriculum he developed at Harvard was adopted by academic music departments across the country and has profoundly influenced advanced American musical training ever since.
On This Recording
Romance, Op. 39 (3:45)
Nocturne, Op. 45 (4:36)
In the Country: Ten Sketches for the Piano, Op. 26
I. Woodnotes (1:36)
II. Wayside Flowers (2:31)
III. Under the Lindens (2:06)
IV. The Shepherd's Lament (1:42)
V. Village Dance (1:33)
VI. Rainy Day (1:38)
VII. The Mill (1:56)
VIII. Gipsies (1:01)
IX. Farewell (2:45)
X. Welcome Home (1:49)
Prelude in F-sharp Minor, Op. 15, No. 2 (3:03)
A Christmas Gift, Op. 7 (2:07)
Funeral March in Memory of President Lincoln, Op. 9 (5:24)
Three Piano Pieces, Op. 41
A Spring Idyl (2:36)
Birthday Impromptu (1:13)
Fuga Giocosa (1:47)
Four Characteristic Pieces, Op. 25
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II. Romance (2:49)
III. Impromptu (5:42)
IV. Rondo Giocoso (3:14)
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LOOKING FOR LOW INCOME BUNDLE FOR INTERNET AND CABLE TV IN THE 75480 AREA.. WITH SNAP BENEFITS THAT QUALIFY..
LOWEST I FOUND WAS SUDDENLINK 89.00 OR 99.00.
Sorry, Terri, but none of the low-income internet plans include cable TV.
Is there any economy cable companies in Texas for low income?
We are unaware of any companies offering low-income cable TV. There are, of course, cable companies that offer low-income internet, but none of those plans include cable TV.
I am a disabled veteran requiring a CapTel phone. The CapTel phone provides me with closed captioning enabling me to use the phone.. Criteria for this phone is high-speed internet & landline. Spectrum is the only service provider for my street. Their cost has escalated so high that is impossible to pay. If I did not need a Captel phone, I would terminate Spectrum's service. I am caught between a rock & hard place. Can you help me?
I live in the dallas, texas area I wonder why I can't get a cheaper internet service other than spectrum.. when I dial up an internet company the person will say i'm going to connect you to a live person all the time it's spectrum….it happens everytime..
We are saddened to inform you that due to circumstances beyond the organization's control the Internet connectivity benefit of membership has ended.
The member online support center will remain a resource through this time next year. Member and support team volunteers will be providing their general assistance with questions about basic home computing, networking, and related technologies. It can be accessed through the Support Center page of the website.
I'm 80 yrs old living in low income Senior living. my yearly SS is $21,132.00. i'm paying everything myself, and have Car payment. i do not qualify for SSI, i'em going to CCA every Wednesday. got food whatevere is there. i have spectrum basic internet for $ 46.90. Spectrum told me in July I will see increase to $ 69.99. i can't afford that. Will cancel my services. Any suggestion? Thank you. Sorry for my Englisch.
I would like to know which California Lifeline provider provides service for my present phone.
Can you tell me which California Lifeline cell phone provider allows me to keep my Motorola (KMM169401975V48583L0KM)?
Unfortunately, we cannot do that, Jon. But there is a service that can tell you that. Visit EveryoneOn.org and plug in your zip code. You'll be taken to a page that will show you exactly which services are available in your area.
I am looking for a low Income plan that I would be eligible for in the PA area. I am single and just got myself a apartment. I am making 200-280 a week working part time. I am on assistance to pay for my medication (Zoloft) (not sure if that helps). I am not sure if it also helps that I am high functioning autism with a learning disorder.
If all else fails, make sure you check out PCs for People because its income limits are considerably higher than the other plans.
Visit EveryoneOn.org and plug in your zip code, Norma. It will tell you which services are available in your area.
There are no similar low-income television plans.
As far as we know, Jamie, neither of the satellite companies offer low-income internet plans. Sorry.
I tentatively signed up for 4GCommunity in July of this year, since you pay for the service one year in advance, & was not sorry that I did. Customer service was wonderful, & the service worked well. As of this week, they have posted a note on their homepage stating that "due to circumstances beyond their control," all members service will be terminated no later than 11/30, maybe even sooner. It says nothing about why, or what will happen to the member's entire year of payment we all paid in advance, or the money paid for a mobile hotspot I now will not be able to use. I cannot even tell you how disappointing this is- I was so happy to have found the answer to my internet needs (thanks to you guys for posting, by the way!) I posted an inquiry last night on their support page- no reply as of yet……..I hope you guys will post any info your able to find out re:what happened, the possibility of them re-activating service, etc….
Wow. 4GCommunity posted an almost identical message on its homepage, so we assume the issue has something to do with the fact that they both use the Sprint network, but we will look into it and see if we can get your questions answered, Jennifer.
The info I was quoting did indeed come from 4GCommunity's homepage- So could you clarify what you meant when you said, "4GCommunity posted an almost identical message on its homepage, so we assume the issue has somethhttp://www.techsoup.org/mobile-beaconing to do with the fact that they both use the Sprint network."' Who is "they?" Is there another company offering the same/similar service? I think I read on an older thread that 4G was an offset of another company called Mobile Beacon- it is basically the exact same setup, but is only for non- profits, libraries or charities.(Their website is techsoup.org, in case you guys have a section on this site for non-profits/businesses,.) Bottom line is.. If I (we) could afford to throw away over $400 for 3 months of internet, more than likely I wouldn't need your site! Thanks again for replying & I will look for updates! Thanks!
A bit of a mis-wording on our part, Jennifer.
You should check out PCs for People, which also works on the Sprint network. They are great people with customers in all fifty states. They just told us they are in the process of expanding their services. Good luck.
We can't speak to your specific complaints, Edward, but FreedomPop offers a plan that has helped many, many people.
Does Verizon have a low income Internet plan? We live in the forest and they are the only Internet company that seems to work?
Verizon offers a Lifeline discount that will save you $9.25 off your regular bill, but it does not participate in the Lifeline free government cell phone program. Sorry, Joanne.
Hi, how can I apply for a computer, thru the low in come, program they have?
Do you qualify for any of the low-income plans, Margaret?
You need to apply for it, Gloria.
We are unaware of any low-income cable TV plans, Shannon.


This looks like Saturday's race. The car is driven by Ralf Kelleners. Great stuff!!
And he also won the race! After 6 rounds the leading Zakspeed Turbo Capri Had to return to the Pits because of engine failure. Ralf did a great Job and controlled the rest of the race. The 935 Krämer K3 Porsche was a fair competitor but the Pantera run brilliant. Great Work from Willi & Eric and it was a fantastic race.
Pretty amazing results given the stout competition!!
6:00 - Start of the Race 1.
12:15 - Start of Race 2 (and passing first Pantera).
This just gives further perspective on Herr Kelleners' drive this year.
Seems Germany has become the global nexus for Pantera racing - between the outstanding events/drivers and all the incredible Bruan-built Panteras!
Racing with the Pantera is going on since the last 10 years - only the cars changes Especially this serie has more or less the same group of people / cars which faszinates so much. Beside OGP they drive the car in Spa and LeMans this year (together with 2 other Panteras)so its not unusal seeing this car at the race track.
Wow, vintage races and cars are the absolute best! I would LOVE to race a Grp4/5 Pantera. Was always a huge 935 fan too but that Capri is amazing. Watching the driver twist the boost up in 4th / 5th gear instead of a computer doing it is pure awesomeness.
SOVREN wants us Seattle & Portland area Porsche 944 racers to join them again next year at the annual Seattle Historic Races.


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To facilitate the DCHI community to become future-proof, DCHI has been actively reaching out to engage and connect humanitarian actors for 5 years.
Innovation never stops. It helped build impact for some of the largest NGOs and companies in the world. Our proven accelerator methods, the tools, and the partnership co-creation processes are tested, validated, and designed for you to connect online with all humanitarian innovators.
That's why DCHI launched Source2Gather which is based on concrete fundamentals of future-proof humanitarian innovation. The platform enables a new way of working for effective aid and development. In this online global marketplace, challenge owners, solution providers, and opportunity seekers are supported to increase their local impact. It is very much a virtual marketplace for the coalition to put organisational values into action.
The Dutch Coalition for Humanitarian Innovation (DCHI), founded in 2016, connected humanitarian organisations, research and educational institutes, businesses of all sizes, and governmental actors. This growing coalition and ecosystem enabled them to jointly find, develop, and scale innovative solutions.
Innovation never stops
All DCHI former and current team members have proven to be a driving force behind innovation, entrepreneurship, and partnerships. The present team members will be serving the coalition until 1 March 2022. We've curated the content on this journey towards future proof humanitarian opportunities in the DCHI Magazine about 5 years of global impact. Humanitarian Innovation Re-imagined. Here's the proof of the pudding that you can transform humanitarian action through innovation and realise more economic and societal impact at a lower cost.
The need for humanitarian innovation
In the past decade the need for humanitarian aid has increased and has become more complex. Humanitarian organisations are challenged by the results of persecution, conflict, violence, human rights violations or events which seriously disturbing public order. Innovation is necessary to fulfil this changed reality and to spend the available means and funding effectively. The focus and ability to apply, organise and execute innovation in the humanitarian action is insufficient. Because of fragmented knowledge and lack of Research & Development resources innovative best practices remain isolated and not disseminated. As a result innovative development and promising scaling solutions (and making profitable impact) lags behind. DCHI has improved the process and practice of emergency aid through innovation with public and private partners.
"Imagination is the source of every innovation"
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Tom Blom (25 September 1946 – 3 July 2017) was a Dutch television and radio presenter.

Career
In 1975, Blom made his television debut as an announcer at The Johnny Kraaijkamp Show. Later, he was a presenter of the record program De Eerste de Beste (together with Walter Tiemessen). From 1983, Blom was a commentator and co-presenter at Te land, ter zee en in de lucht, together with Tom Mulder and Jack van Gelder.

In 1989, he halted these activities after switching to Joop van den Ende's television channel TV10, which eventually ceased to exist due to poor ratings. In 2000, Blom returned as a commentator at Te land, ter zee en in de lucht until the show's ultimate cancellation in 2011.

Blom died on 3 July 2017 at the age of 70.

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Jen Easterly
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Victoria Dillon
Stephanie Doherty
Spencer R. Fisher
Nicole Windham
Michael Widomski
Robin Stephens
Tarek Abboushi
Robert Costello
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Keith Holtermann
Dr. Elizabeth Kolmstetter
Llauryn Iglehart
Region 1 Director Matthew McCann
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Region 3 Director William Ryan
Region 4 Director Jullius Gamble
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Region 6 Director Harvey Perriott
Region 7 Director Phil Kirk
Region 8 Director Shawn Graff
Region 9 Director David Rosado
Region 10 Director Patrick Massey
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Jen Easterly is the Director of the Cybersecurity and Infrastructure Security Agency (CISA). Jen was nominated by President Biden in April 2021 and unanimously confirmed by the Senate on July 12, 2021. As Director, Jen leads CISA's efforts to understand, manage, and reduce risk to the cyber and physical infrastructure Americans rely on every day.
Before serving in her current role, Jen was the head of Firm Resilience at Morgan Stanley, responsible for ensuring preparedness and response to business-disrupting operational incidents and risks to the Firm.
Jen has a long tradition of public service, to include two tours at the White House, most recently as Special Assistant to President Obama and Senior Director for Counterterrorism. She also served as the Deputy for Counterterrorism at the National Security Agency.
A two-time recipient of the Bronze Star, Jen retired from the U.S. Army after more than twenty years of service in intelligence and cyber operations, including tours of duty in Haiti, the Balkans, Iraq, and Afghanistan. Responsible for standing up the Army's first cyber battalion, she was also instrumental in the design and creation of United States Cyber Command.
A distinguished graduate of the United States Military Academy at West Point, Jen holds a master's degree in Philosophy, Politics, and Economics from the University of Oxford, where she studied as a Rhodes Scholar. She is the recipient of numerous honors and awards, including the 2022 National Defense University Admiral Grace Hopper Award; the 2021 Cybersecurity Ventures Cybersecurity Person of the Year Award; the 2020 Bradley W. Snyder Changing the Narrative Award, and the 2018 James W. Foley Legacy Foundation American Hostage Freedom Award.
A member of the Council on Foreign Relations and a French-American Foundation Young Leader, Jen is the past recipient of the Aspen Finance Leaders Fellowship, the National Security Institute Visiting Fellowship, the New America Foundation Senior International Security Fellowship, the Council on Foreign Relations International Affairs Fellowship, and the Director, National Security Agency Fellowship.
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Vulnerabilities reported to the CERT/CC will be disclosed to the public 45 days after the initial report, regardless of the existence or availability of patches or workarounds from affected vendors. Extenuating circumstances, such as active exploitation, threats of an especially serious (or trivial) nature, or situations that require changes to an established standard may result in earlier or later disclosure. Disclosures made by the CERT/CC will include credit to the reporter unless otherwise requested by the reporter. We will apprise any affected vendors of our publication plans and negotiate alternate publication schedules with the affected vendors when required.
Vulnerabilities will be disclosed in Vulnerability Notes.
Vulnerability reports for U.S. Government web sites will be forwarded to US-CERT for coordination with the government.
Q: Does this mean CERT/CC is going "full disclosure?"
A: We will not distribute exploits, if that's what "full disclosure" means. In our experience, the number of people who can benefit from the availability of exploits is small compared to the number of people who are harmed by people who use exploits maliciously. We will, however, disclose information about vulnerabilities that we might not have previously disclosed. Within the limits of our resources, we will publish information about as many vulnerabilities as we can.
Q: Why not 30 days, or 15 days, or immediately?
A: We think that 45 days can be a pretty tough deadline for a large organization to meet. Making it shorter won't realistically help the problem. In the absence of evidence of exploitation, gratuitously announcing vulnerabilities may not be in the best interest of public safety.
Q: Wouldn't it be better to keep vulnerabilities quiet if there isn't a fix available?
A: Vulnerabilities are routinely discovered and disclosed, frequently before vendors have had a fair opportunity to provide a fix, and disclosure often includes working exploits. In our experience, if there is not responsible, qualified disclosure of vulnerability information then researchers, programmers, system administrators, and other IT professionals who discover vulnerabilities often feel they have no choice but to make the information public in an attempt to coerce vendors into addressing the problem.
A: No. There may often be circumstances that will cause us to adjust our publication schedule. Threats that are especially serious or for which we have evidence of exploitation will likely cause us to shorten our release schedule. Threats that require "hard" changes (changes to standards, changes to core operating system components) will cause us to extend our publication schedule. We may not publish every vulnerability that is reported to us.
Q: Will you surprise vendors with announcements of vulnerabilities?
A: No. Prior to public disclosure, we'll make a good faith effort to inform vendors of our intentions.
Q: If a vendor disagrees with your assessment of a problem, will that information be available?
A: Yes. We solicit and post authenticated vendor statements and reference relevant vendor information in vulnerability notes. We will not withhold vendor-supplied information simply because it disagrees with our assessment of the problem.
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A: Generally, we provide the information to anyone who can contribute to the solution and with whom we have a trusted relationship, including vendors (often including vendors whose products are not vulnerable), community experts, sponsors, and sites that are part of a national critical infrastructure, if we believe those sites to be at risk.
Q: Do you disclose every reported vulnerability?
A: No. We may, at our discretion, decline to coordinate or publish a vulnerability report. This decision is generally based on the scope and severity of the vulnerability and our ability to add value to the coordination and disclosure process. Whether or not we coordinate or publish, we recommend that the reporter make a good faith effort to notify and work directly with the affected vendor prior to public disclosure.


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National Museum of American History. Division of Work and Industry
Exhibition Records, 2014
0.69 cu. ft. (1 16x20 box)
This accession consists of materials documenting the design of the exhibition "Hear My Voice: Alexander Graham Bell and the Origins of Recorded Sound" at the National Museum of American History (NMAH). Materials consists of drawings, floor plans, and other related materials. Some materials are in electronic format.
This accession consists of materials documenting the design of the exhibition Hear My Voice: Alexander Graham Bell and the Origins of Recorded Sound at the National Museum of American History (NMAH). Materials consists of drawings, floor plans, and other related materials. Some materials are in electronic format.
Use Restriction
Restricted 15 years. until Jan-01-2030; Transferring office; 3/15/2017 memorandum, Milhoan to Stout; Contact reference staff for details.
Hear My Voice: Alexander Graham Bell and the Origins of Recorded Sound (Exhibition) (2015-2016: Washington, D.C.)
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Smithsonian Institution Archives, Accession 17-184, National Museum of American History. Division of Work and Industry, Exhibition Records
Hear My Voice: Alexander Graham Bell and the Origins of Recorded Sound, Design Development Package, April 3, 2014
Hear My Voice: Alexander Graham Bell and the Origins of Recorded Sound, Design Proofs, Designer's Package, September 26, 2014 (includes electronic records)
Hear My Voice: Alexander Graham Bell and the Origins of Recorded Sound, Final Design Package, Designer's Package, September 26, 2014
Hear My Voice: Alexander Graham Bell and the Origins of Recorded Sound, Final Design Package, Curator's Package, September 26, 2014
Hear My Voice: Alexander Graham Bell and the Origins of Recorded Sound, Final Design Package, November 17, 2014


Do The Lonely Suffer More, Or Less, Or Just The Same At The Point Of Death?
How Hard Can You Make It?
Some aspects of the photography used in the 10 artwork - in particular the lettering - were created by, but mistakenly not credited to, Leo Reynolds.
You can check his work out here. Sorry Leo, and thank you.
Why Can't You Just Be Normal All The Time?
A Break In The Weather is the collection of songs from the aborted 'singles club' project to release a single a month for 1 year. It included the three unreleased songs from the sixth single.


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Orange Grove Elementary School
10626 E. Orange Grove Ave.
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Orange Grove Elementary School serves 405 students in grades Kindergarten-5.
The percentage of students achieving proficiency in math is 35-39% (which is approximately equal to the California state average of 39%) for the 2017-18 school year. The percentage of students achieving proficiency in reading/language arts is 35-39% (which is lower than the California state average of 50%) for the 2017-18 school year.
Orange Grove Elementary School placed in the bottom 50% of all schools in California for overall test scores (math proficiency is top 50%, and reading proficiency is bottom 50%) for the 2017-18 school year.
The student:teacher ratio of 25:1 is higher than the California state level of 23:1.
Minority enrollment is 96% of the student body (majority Hispanic), which is higher than the California state average of 77% (majority Hispanic).
Orange Grove Elementary School's student population of 405 students has stayed relatively flat over five school years.
Grades Offered Grades Kindergarten-5
Orange Grove Elementary School is ranked within the bottom 50% of all 9,602 schools in California (based off of combined math and reading proficiency testing data) for the 2017-18 school year.
The diversity score of Orange Grove Elementary School is 0.17, which is less than the diversity score at state average of 0.64. The school's diversity has stayed relatively flat over five school years.
Definition of Terms 2017-2018 School Year Data This School State Level (CA)
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School District Name Whittier City Elementary School District
Source: 2017-2018 (latest school year available) NCES, CA Dept. of Education
The nearest high school to Orange Grove Elementary School is Whittier High School (1.5 miles away)
The nearest middle school and elementary school is Whittier Area Community Day (0.3 miles away)
Whittier Whittier Area Community Day Alternative School
Grades: 6-8 | 7 students
5777 Lockheed Ave.
(562) 789-3230 0.3 6-8 7
Whittier Whittier Independent Study Alternative School
(562) 692-6125 0.3 K-8 n/a
Whittier Walter F. Dexter Middle School
Grades: 6-8 | 1,019 student
11532 E. Floral Dr.
(562) 789-3090 0.5 6-8 1,019
Whittier Longfellow Elementary School
6005 S. Magnolia Ave.
Whittier West Whittier Elementary School
6411 S. Norwalk Blvd.
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Overall Testing Rank: Bottom 50% in CA
Math Proficiency: 35-39% (Top 50%)
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This sweater is for my cousin Dennis, and I promised it last Christmas, and am shooting to complete it by his birthday in late November.
I'm using the template for a back pullover with set-in sleeves from Sweater 101 by Cheryl Brunette.
So far, I've swatches in a coulple of stitch patterns and gotten input from Dennis on style, fit (I measured some of his sweaters), color and texture.
9/6/02012 - Finished the back of the sweater and washed and dryed it (the way it will be cared for). Measurements are coming out just right - thank goodness I made a swatch, measured it, and washed and measured it to account for shrinkage.
9/29/2012 - front is knitted up to necklines opening now I have to do some math.
I'm loving the fabric that this yarn makes - may make another sweater in this!
9/30/2012 - the front is done. I had to rip out a few rows when I got the final stitch count wrong at the shoulders, but it was a fast reknit. Now I'm onto the sleeves -- I'm doing them 2-at-a-time flat (this is cotton-linen that I'm dealing with - seams count) and I hope that they'll go quickly. I think the bottom part of the sleeves will be stockinette, then I'll switch to the ribbing pattern from the armhole up.
10/19/2012 finished the sleeves up to the armholes early in the month. Now I need to do some math for the sleeve caps!
11/10/2012 - argh. I should have calculated how many increases to do on the sleeves. Anyway, I had to rip out 7 inches on each of the sleeves because they got too wide too fast. Hopefully we're on track, and I do have the math calc's for the sleeve caps. Now it may be a slog, but I can do it!
11/25/2012 - had another bad moment, but I was trying to knit the sleeve caps in the ER with my Mom, so I guess it's a bit understandable.
Have now finished the sleeves, sewn the sweater together. All that remains is the neckline,weaving in ends, and a final blocking!
11/27/2012 - Decided to do a 1x1 twisting ribbing for the neckline on Size 2 needles, along with a bit of short rows to have the back neck a bit higher. I did a tubular bind-off to make it lovely. I'm liking it, now's the time for blocking to see how the whole sweater turns out! At last, at last!
12/3/2012 - Finally and completely done. Will have to wait a bit to see if the fit is on - praying hard for that to be true!


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Burden of vision loss in the Eastern Mediterranean region, 1990–2015: findings from the Global Burden of Disease 2015 study
To report the estimated trend in prevalence and years lived with disability (YLDs) due to vision loss (VL) in the Eastern Mediterranean region (EMR) from 1990 to 2015.
The estimated trends in age-standardized prevalence and the YLDs rate due to VL in 22 EMR countries were extracted from the Global Burden of Disease (GBD) 2015 study. The association of Socio-demographic Index (SDI) with changes in prevalence and YLDs of VL was evaluated using a multilevel mixed model.
The age-standardized prevalence of VL in the EMR was 18.2% in 1990 and 15.5% in 2015. The total age-standardized YLDs rate attributed to all-cause VL in EMR was 536.9 per 100,000 population in 1990 and 482.3 per 100,000 population in 2015. For each 0.1 unit increase in SDI, the age-standardized prevalence and YLDs rate of VL showed a reduction of 1.5% (p<0.001) and 23.9 per 100,000 population (p<0.001), respectively.
The burden of VL is high in the EMR; however, its hows a descending trend over the past 25 years. EMR countries need to establish comprehensive eye care programs in their health care systems.
GBD 2015 Eastern Mediterranean Region Collaborators. Burden of vision loss in the Eastern Mediterranean region, 1990–2015: findings from the Global Burden of Disease 2015 study. International Journal of Public Health. 7 Aug 2017.
Mental illness, suicide, and 'intractable violence' creating 'lost generation' in Middle East
Suicide, homicide, and sexual assault are increasing much faster in the Eastern Mediterranean Region than any other region in the world, according to a new scientific study.
Danger ahead: the burden of diseases, injuries, and risk factors in the Eastern Mediterranean Region, 1990–2015
The Eastern Mediterranean Region faces several health challenges at a difficult time with wars, unrest, and economic change. We used the Global Burden of Disease 2015 study to present the burd...
Mental health in the Eastern Mediterranean Region, 1990–2015
An animation to accompany the study titled, "Danger ahead: the burden of diseases, injuries, and risk factors in the Eastern Mediterranean Region, 1990–2015."
Self-harm in the Eastern Mediterranean Region, 1990–2015
Published in International Journal of Public Health, August 2017
Maziar Moradi-Lakeh
Former Post-Graduate Fellow
Charbel El Bcheraoui
Michael Collison
Adrienne Chew
Senior Scientific Editor
Farah Daoud
Senior Research Manager
Kris Krohn
Zane Rankin
Researcher, Microsimulation
Ashkan Afshin
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Helen Olsen
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Data Indexer
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Clinical Professor, Director of European Initiatives
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The HP Spectre x360 2-in-1 laptop for $750 is one of our favorite Cyber Week deals
While most Cyber Monday sales have come to an end, HP's Cyber Week sale is just beginning with deals on laptops, desktops, printers, and more. If you didn't get a chance to score a new computer or that office essential you've been in desperate need of during the mega sale over the last few days, this could be your last opportunity to secure a nice deal before 2020.
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HP Spectre x360 13-inch laptop
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There's a lot to save on during HP's sale this week, but one of our favorite inclusions is the HP Spectre x360. It's a 2-in-1 covertible model that can be used as both a laptop and a tablet. The basic configuration includes an 8th-gen Intel core i5 processor, integrated graphics, 8GB on-board memory and a 256GB SSD. Its 13.3-inch display has 1920 x 1080 resolution but can be upgraded up to 4K. It is an IPS panel with BrightView WLED backlighting and multi-touch edge-to-edge glass. Other possible upgrades include moving up to a core i7 processor, an SSD as large as 2TB, and more.
You'll get Windows 10, a backlit keyboard, Wi-Fi, Bluetooth, Thunderbolt 3, and more. You can protect your laptop with the built-in fingerprint reader, and HP even protects it with a one-year warranty.
There are still a few Cyber Monday deals you can snag if you didn't get to shop during the sale yesterday. This guide to the 8 Cyber Monday deals you can still grab will tell you all about them.