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Thoughts on Bluebird, Bluebird by Attica Locke
I told my dear friend Cate Poe that I would share my reaction to reading Attica Locke. Cate has never steered me wrong with a reading suggestion & she did not fail to deliver with Attica Locke's Bluebird, Bluebird.
This is a gem of a book for anyone who enjoys well written, well crafted mystery & detective novels. It reads, as more than one reviewer has pointed out, like a classical blues song.
Bluebird, Bluebird is the first of two in Locke's Highway 59 series. Most Texans know that part of 59 runs across East Texas, from the border at Laredo & winding up at the Arkansas border. And along the way, there are dozens & dozens of small towns embedded between cities.
Locke draws on her own family history in this novel. Although it isn't necessary, if you choose to explore this read, I recommend all potential readers to google Attica Locke & read her family story.
Locke's family story was not anything I ever learned in all those years of Texas History in public school – not even the required course in college.
Both my parents were born & raised in small East Texan towns. I was born in Dallas, but I traveled with my parents to places like Canton & Tyler & Lake Jackson. My accent was so deep East Texas that Papa Field, the speech teacher at Coronado High School in El Paso gave me a list of phrases to read & record on a cassette & then reviewed them until my accent was completely neutralized.
As a native East Texan & someone who has lived & traveled along the 59 corridor for decades, with only two short deviations to northwest Houston & Washington, D.C., this novel is rich with personal recognition & memory.
I have been to that single street light in the center of Cold Springs. I have been to Shepard. I have been to Jasper. I have lived in a rural county bordering Houston, when the 59 freeway tapered down from multiple lanes to two lanes on either side of a massive field between.
So, when I read Bluebird, Bluebird, I was there. I knew the landscape, the food, the music & too much about the rules governing small East Texas communities.
This was the only novel I have read cover to cover in one sitting since my mother died this past August. It was exactly the novel I needed to read. I was drawn in & completely immersed. For the hours it to complete the reading, I was transported outside myself & my grief, traveling down 59 & trying to solve two murders.
Locke's characters are well drawn, the plot so well crafted that my immersion in solving the intertwining mysteries of deaths in a small town was not enough to predict all the details of the final solution.
Which made it enormously satisfying.
Locke left me wanting more, eager to read the second volume of this series. Literally, she left me hanging. In a good way.
I am picking up Heaven, my Home from the library this week.
As always, thank you, Cate.
For anyone interested in this wonderful read, or just in the blues: check out Lightnin' Hopkins' Bluebird Blues on YouTube or anything with his name attached.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=muYBCO9YYNo
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6JU2oQPCmB4
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Revisiting "Thoughts About Necks Turned Scarlet"
Photo by Rachel Halperin Plotkin El Paso August 3, 2019
Over the past few years. I have struggled to compose my thoughts on the endemic racism, resentment & ignorance that continues to haunt & threaten our nation, our world & our souls.
In the aftermath of the October 2018 assault on the Jews attending Shabbat services at the Tree of Life synagogue in Pittsburgh, my childhood friend, Betsy Davis posted the following:
Growing up in El Paso and living a half a short block from Temple Mount Sinai, I always felt blessed to have the diversity of friends. Going to temple on Friday night, being in a home honoring the sabbath, and learning and understanding the Jewish traditions broadened my understanding of religion. I always admired the close bonds and shared customs of the Jewish people. I do have to admit I was even a little jealous that Rosh Hashana and Yom Kippur allowed my friends time away from school to watch the World Series. I cannot imagine not having these friendships because of a religious difference. My heart and love is with you all.
A discussion enued among El Paso peeps & I thought, not for the first time, but with a different perspective, about the trajectory of my life. A life that lead me from Dallas to El Paso & from El Paso to Houston to Washington DC & back to Houston.
As I thought about how my life has moved, I recalled something from Ta-Nehisi Coates' We Were Eight Years in Power. It is a book I keep reading – composed of eight essays published in The Atlantic, one for each year of Obama's presidency, preceded by the author's notes looking back at each essay, each year & at himself.
Coates employs history, personal experience & interviews to discuss what it was like growing up as a black child in a segregated world. Specifically, about what it was like for those growing up in a segregated working to middle class black community.
In a world with little or no interaction with whites. Where everyone was the same & skin did not define you.
Coates' narrative & my friend's post merged together in my thoughts.
For the first twelve years of my life, I grew up in segregated world. In segregated white neighborhoods. Where everyone was the same & color did not define you.
Because we did not experience difference.
What we did not know, because we were too young, was that color did define us. We were all born with a skin that placed us in a position of privilege.
The only black person in the first twelve years of my life was the woman who cared for me while my father Jack attended Texas A&M & my mother Jean worked for the telephone company. She once brought her granddaughters with her. Both of whom joined me on my swing set & explained that green flies would one day engulf me. Or, at least bite me.
For the first twelve years of my life, outside of my caregiver & her granddaughters, I never knew a person of any color than my own. I never knew a person of any religion but my own. Different denominations, but all Protestant Christians. I never knew any Jews.
I never heard anyone speak any language but English.
Moving from Dallas to El Paso expanded & enriched my life. My entire world was rewritten & rearranged in that landscape of desert & mountains & sunsets.
The landscape was so very different from Dallas & east Texas. At first the desert felt empty the mountains made me nervous. I felt barren & closed in.
Because our house was under construction, we rented a house on Palo Alto, a walkable distance from our final destination on De Leon.
On Palo Alto, I met people with exotic last names like Paredes. I met the Catholic family at the end of the block, living with half a dozen children in a house not much larger than our three-bedroom rental. Across the street was a family whose first born was a little person.
I got shot in the leg with a BB gun on Palo Alto. I heard Spanish for the first time in my life on Palo Alto.
That summer, between church & the eclectic residents of Palo Alto, the move to our house on De Leon & endless hours at the neighborhood pool, I met & made friends who young people who just happened to be Jewish.
It was the late sixties & early seventies. So much of what happened during those times eventually formed the person I was destined to be – the Cold War, the Civil Rights Movement, the Vietnam war, the Women's Movement, the fight for the right of eighteen- year-olds to vote.
All while living in El Paso.
What once felt empty & barren & confining evolved – I discovered the beauty of the desert & felt the comfort, the protection, of the mountains.
Our move to Houston, a city my father Jack once announced he would never move to because of the heat & humidity, opened another world, another reality.
Houston was flat, so wet I felt that I was drowning with every breath, so open that I felt exposed & vulnerable.
There were no sunrises or sunsets serving as gifts of wonder & calm.
We moved into a rural county bordering Houston in what is now one of the most diverse counties in the country. It was not so diverse when we moved.
But it was the county that first inaugurated my awareness of having lived in a segregated society.
In El Paso, it rarely dawned on me that my friends of Mexican heritage were Other to me. In my naivete, it never dawned on me that we were not of the same race.
In El Paso, I believed that every person defined as black was a potential Martin Luther King, that my Jewish & Mexican friends were not Other. I did not recognize the kind of Difference I came to experience at my new high school.
It was a difficult & life altering experience. And I was totally ignorant of the hierarchy & division along racial lines within John Foster Dulles High School.
The house that Jack & Jean built was not quite done when we arrived, so we lived, along with two other neighbors, at a motel in Houston, just outside Fort Bend county.
Every morning Jean dropped us off in front of the school. And every day I faced minions of black students who cut me no slack.
Eventually, the crowd crowned Weinie Legs. And every time I walked past, trying to find a space safe from that coronation, I wondered why they did not like me.
In truth, I was very thin – perhaps I really did have weinie legs. But the reaction to my presence confused me.
After a few days of taunts, I wandered into a patio. Where all the Mexican students gathered before school.
I thought, these kids are familiar. But no one was particularly interested in hanging out with me. And I was too wrapped up in feeling alone, taunted as Weinie Legs to walk up & bravely introduce myself.
Eventually, I gave up. On everyone, including myself. I found a bench in a breezeway & spent the time before the opening bell reading.
Then a week or so later, in Charlotte Moore's English class, my classmate who sat in front of me, who checked every day to make sure I had both a pen & pencil, paper & the required texts turned around & said:
Jaki, you need to leave the bench & come inside the cafeteria with us.
Us. Inside with Us.
Us included a very pale majority, interspersed with Mexicans & blacks who had successfully integrated into the majority. Athletes, band members, Honors class students.
Navigating my new reality was not without challenges.
In May of my senior year, dismayed, discouraged & defiant, I wrote an op-ed for the Viking Shield.
Recently, in the process of preparing for foundation work, my sister Janet found a black case fraught with treasures from the past.
Including a faded, yellowed copy of the May 9, 1972 Viking Shield.
While I remember the day it was published, I no longer remember exactly how it came to be published. I was not on the Shield staff. I think I submitted it as a letter to the editor.
It was titled My Thoughts About Necks Turned Scarlet, with an accompanying cartoon & took up half of page 3.
Jaki Jean was verbose even then.
Caption reads: "Hey! Doesn't she know he's BLACK !"
Reading that 18-year-old Jaki Jean was both difficult & enlightening. But in her text, I recognized the beginnings of my personal mantra:
Union without loss of Self, Integration without Assimilation, Difference without Dominance. Inclusion.
I remember that May 9th, after the paper was distributed. I was genuinely trepidatious about its reception. I was an idealist living in a reality I believed unnecessary. I wanted a world where Us was inclusive, not exclusive. Where Us was diverse.
That May 9th, as I stood at my locker to retrieve books for the next class, a young woman of color approached me & asked if I was Jaki Ettinger.
When I told her I was, she hugged me & said Thank you. I never knew that white people felt or thought like me.
She was not the only black classmate to reach out to me. A dozen classmates gathered behind her, waiting to talk to me. There were tears & smiles, hugs & handshakes, introductions.
In that moment, I realized I was not alone. And I knew that the hope I felt crossed racial barriers. Even in a reality defined by skin tone & difference.
I also realized that sometimes it only takes starting a conversation to find common ground.
Moving from El Paso to that not quite yet diverse county outside Houston changed my life, widened my world & enriched my experience.
Just as El Paso changed me.
Anyone who was born in or called El Paso home understands its unique & welcoming community. It was true when I lived there, forging out my belief system, & it is true now.
It never occurred to me when I lived in El Paso that a white supremacist, anti-Mexican, would travel across the state to retaliate for an imagined invasion & infestation from Mexico & slaughter 23 people, wounding almost two dozen others.
We do have an infestation in this country. But not one brought here by immigrants from across our southern border or our northern, eastern & west borders.
It comes from within. It is who we are as a people. And as human beings.
It is endemic, deeply drilled into our collective cultural conscious & memory. From our very beginnings. It is immoral, divisive, & destructive.
The true infestation is comprised of racism, xenophobia, misogyny, ignorance, prejudice, fear of & the need to dominate the Other. All fueled & legitimized by the rhetoric of the current leader of the free world.
I never envisioned that I would lose that moment of hope from 1972.
In these perilous times, I am not sure I can hold onto my youthful hope for change. But I refuse to abandon my belief that difference is something to be embraced, not a call for exclusion. It is our strength.
We will need all of that strength to ignite hope & work for a world that embraces diversity & difference.
Jaki Jean on Jean
On Sunday, August 23rd, I went to wake up my mother so we could watch online services at Sugar Creek Baptist Church, as we did every Sunday morning. She looked as if she was sleeping, her eyes closed.
But Jean was gone. She died peacefully sometime during the early morning hours.
It was a moment I was not yet prepared to face. A moment neither I nor Jean's home health care worker expected at this time.
Over Labor Day weekend, we put Jean's ashes to rest next to our daddy, Jack. It was a simple, lovely graveside service, & exactly what Jean wanted.
Jean was born in Van Zant County, at home on her parents' farm near Canton, Texas. The youngest of nine, she was the last surviving of the original siblings created by Rush & Luna Sims. She was preceded in the journey to eternity by her husband Jack & his parents John & Helen, her son John Simpson, her parents Rush & Luna, her three brothers – Ronald, Mansel & Edsel - & her five sisters – Lorine, Alyne, Janette, Melba & Barbara.
She is survived by myself & my sister Janet Susan, our brother Jason Alexander, her grandsons Nicholas Jordan, Samuel Jean & John Alexander, her granddaughters Felicia Marie, Emily Kate & Sarah Jane, her great-grandson John Timothy & a myriad of nieces & nephews & extended family.
Over the years, especially during our journey together leading to that Sunday morning, Jean talked about life on the farm, about her parents & siblings, her friends & neighbors. Sharing a bed with her sisters, listening to her mother read them books from the library, the time when her sister Alyne gave her a store bought dress – the first Jean ever owned. About the years when Alyne was her teacher in a one room schoolhouse. Jean would finish her work & then proceed to complete the work of the grade above her & was allowed to skip a year of school.
About stealing watermelons from a neighbor's field, dinners with fried chicken & hoping that as her daddy filled each plate, her plate would have a drumstick. And the conversations with her parents when she decided to marry a divorced man with a child.
Our mother was beautiful, fierce & kind, witty & creative, passionate & devout. She helped me raise two sons & stood by & with my sister & brothers as they raised their children. She was there as each of us faced challenges & disappointments. She celebrated every birth, every accomplishment, every victory.
Jean never stopped reading, never lost her thirst to learn. She took college courses at a local community college & made the Dean's List every semester, she took art lessons, she took continuing education courses for her job as an insurance claims processor, she learned to belly dance. (And performed for us – in costume.) Both Jean & Jack were readers & Jean made sure each of her children spent time reading.
She never lost her sense of humor or her ability to zero in to the center of the note of a matter. Or her interest in the world, in the present or in history.
Jean's faith was steadfast, she never stopped reading the Bible. When a visiting pastor brought her a copy of Max Lucado's Fearless, she was hooked in the same way she had been hooked by the multiple mystery series we once followed together.
Jean was 85 years old – her life here was a long, productive & giving one. I wanted her to stay a while longer. A selfish wish on my part. I needed her. In many ways more than she needed me.
On the last full day of Jean's life here, she called me in for two discussions. The first was about our nation & its future, a subject of great importance to her. Every time a minister or a friend from church visited & asked if there was something specific that she wanted to pray for, she replied, Pray for our nation.
That Saturday before she left, she said:
Donald Trump is trying to take everything away from us.
I told her that we had a super power – our right to vote him out of office. I assured her that our mail-in ballots would arrive & we would fill them out immediately & send them in.
(Over the past weeks, I cannot help thinking that Jean must be just a little pissed off that she did not get to send in that ballot.)
Later that evening, she called for me (meaning she blew the whistle on the lanyard around her neck) & told me:
One of my sons came to visit me. He wants to spend the night in this house.
When I asked which son, she said I don't know, he didn't say.
I thought she had awakened from a nap & remembered a dream. Or that it was another hallucination, common with Parkinson's patients.
So I explained that her eldest son John was in Heaven with Daddy & all our family members who were there too. I assured her that her youngest child Jason was upstairs in his room. I suggested it was a dream.
The next day, after Jean's body was gone, I called my dear friend Muriel. From the very first of my journey with Jean, Muriel has been my advisor, my sounding board, my supporter & my touchstone. Muriel took her own journey with her mother Daisy, & guided me as I traveled with Jean.
I texted Muriel that morning. We had been in daily touch – she knew that Jean had an upper respiratory infection & a UTI & that I was navigating the health care labyrinth. I had shared the story of Jean's dream / hallucination,
When I called her, Muriel said I knew what you were going to say before I opened the text.
Puzzled, I asked her how. And when she answered, I understood:
Because her son came to her.
I can't explain it, but I have always known that it would be my brother John who would come for Jean.
Years ago, when Jean's friend Marilee Marks asked If you could choose which of your children you would spend the rest of your life with, who would you choose?
Jean answered John. I have never been able to fathom why she told me that story – I was still in high school & a little pissed she did not pick me.
It was John who came & stayed the night with her, who helped her let go, who led her home.
My journey with Jean isn't over. She is too much a part of me, of who I am, of who I need to become.
The scripture I asked my sister to have read at Jean's service was from 1 Corinthians (First Corinthians, not One Corinthians – that whole Two Corinthians thing infuriated her), because it was the way our mother lived her life:
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.
Jean is at peace, without pain or limitations or frustration. As promised, Love & her Faith never failed her.
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Remembering that morning 19 years ago . . .
This morning, after watching the coverage of the anniversary of a day that forever changed our country, I received an email from a friend. A friend I love, with whom I share many values – faith, family, community.
And with whom I am on the opposite side of the aisle, whose truth differs drastically from what I believe. A friend who loves me although there are truths upon which we will never agree.
The email read:
God bless America & United We Stand as we remember the heroes of 9/11 and the cowardly unprovoked attack from Radical Islamic Terrorists.
It is true that our country was attacked.
It is true that Americans came together in many ways that day & the months after. It is also true that some Americans began to draw lines – to shun & blame all Muslims as complicit in a horror planned & played out by a small, radical segment of Islam.
But on this day as we remember those first responders who gave & risked their lives, as we remember those we lost & their families, should our focus be on the idea that "Radical Islamic Terrorists" attacked our country?
We have been attacked in the years since that day – but not just by those radicalized by a fringe group claiming to follow the tenets of Islam.
Today we are attacked from within.
Not by radicalized followers of Islam, but by groups that claim white supremacy as a God given right, by groups who cannot & refuse to accept difference without feeling threatened. By groups who seek to destroy our institutions & bring about a racially charged civil war.
By individuals radicalized by home grown radical philosophy – individuals who attack synagogues, mosques, churches, shopping malls – all in the quest to restore a non-existent world without color or difference.
What is it we should take away from the roll call of names at Ground Zero?
Today was not about those who attacked us or their motives.
Today's anniversary of September 11th, 2001, was about remembering those names & all the names of the first responders & ordinary citizens who lost their lives saving people they didn't know. People of all shades.
This anniversary was about remembering what we lost & how coming together gave us the strength to survive that loss. It was about moments of silence & prayer.
So I prayed the same prayer today that I sent the Lord last night during the moment of silence prior to the Texans vs. Chiefs football game.
That in this moment, when the threat to our democracy & our survival is as great as it was 19 years ago, the Lord will move His people to come together & choose to follow Christ & vote for hope rather than division & fear.
Jaki Jean on Reading, & Reacting to American Dirt
Before the reality of COVID-19's threat to our lives, I told my friend Cate Poe that I would read & share my thoughts on Jeanine Cummins' American Dirt once the library notified me that my hold was next in line.
COVID-19 closed libraries & when my local library "reopened," it was only for drop up & curbside pick-up.
Initially, my choice of this novel was based on a review – before the controversy it inspired emerged full force. It was depicted as the "definitive immigration tale."
As a "Grapes of Wrath for our time." -- Don Winslow
The reaction to this novel is multi-faceted. It is a migrant story written in an American white woman's voice (with an occasional gratuitous Spanish word in italics). Every character's thoughts & stories are written through that filter.
Criticism of the novel raises the question of cultural appropriation, the use of clichés & stereotypes. And the question of who gets to tell which stories.
The controversy brings to light the reality that the publishing world is more likely to publish & promote a novel about the experiences of people of color – written by white authors than works by authors of color. By those who have actually lived those experiences & narratives.
I approached this novel fully aware of the controversy & my reading was filtered by it.
Additionally, I approached it as someone who has, over the years, listened to first-hand accounts of crossing the southern border in desperation.
As I read American Dirt, it was those voices of those who had actually made the journey & survived in the background.
While I understand that reading any novel involves a willing suspension of disbelief, Cummins stretches that suspension until it breaks.
There are too many moments in the plot that lacked authenticity. And too many moments when the language & symbolism is so overwrought with meaning that it is exhausting as a reader.
There is our heroine, Lydia. An educated woman, a business owner, married to a journalist whose focus in on exposing the cartels & their leaders. Taken in by Javier, a ruthless cartel leader over poetry & literature & chocolate.
Until he orders her entire family slaughtered at her niece's Quinceanara celebration.
The entire romanticizing of Javier is offensive. His complexity – a loving father, a reader, a sensitive man on one side & a man of violence & unmitigated cruelty on the other.
I doubt that any victim of a cartel would find anything socially or culturally redeeming about a cartel monster.
There is Sebastian, Lydia's journalist husband, who does not prepare a plan to protect his family as he writes article after article exposing the cartels & their leaders.
I won't even go into Luca, Lydia's extraordinarily gifted son or Lorenzo, a member of Javier's cartel who follows Lydia on her journey to the border under orders from Javier.
Lydia's journey is not particularly fraught with danger or threats. Her crossing of the border did not ring true to me. It was too clean, too neat, too conveniently enabled by random acts of kindness by strangers.
The novel ends after Lydia & Luca & their two young companions have settled into life in Maryland. With no mention of the journey from the border to the east coast of the United States.
Outside of mentioning that Lydia works cleaning houses & Luca cannot compete in a geography contest because he is undocumented, there is nothing about what truly happens after Lydia crosses the border illegally.
The journey immigrants, migrants & refugees take does not end at crossing. It is a grueling, challenging, frustrating experience to obtain papers & permits. The path to citizenship is not easy or without cost.
Not to mention culture shock, the experience of displacement, & the mixed reception immigrants & migrants & refugees face.
Cummins chooses to end the novel in an Epilogue. A rushed ending to a story that in many ways began again once the border was crossed.
What begins with an incredible act of violence ends with references to two texts.
In the Epilogue, Lydia buys a book of poetry from the local bookstore. It contains Pablo Neruda's "Song of Despair."
The book is water in the desert. It costs
twelve dollars, but Lydia buys it anyway. She keeps it tucked into the waistband of her pants where she can feel it against her skin.
The novel closes:
In their new home, Lydia rereads Amor en los
tiempos del cólera, first in Spanish, then again in English. No one can take this from her. This book is hers alone.
Why? Why those texts? Have I missed a brilliant self-reflective weaving of the nature of text itself? Is it significant that Lydia stocks books she knows no one will ever buy until Javier comes along & buys them? What do either of the texts by Neruda & Gabriel Garcia Marquez that the novel tell us about the narrative, about the plot, about Lydia's journey?
Why American Dirt? Dirt as in earth or soil? Dirt as something to be tossed aside, thrown away – filth, excrement? Dirt as in moral filth & corruption? Or is it nothing more than an overwrought with meaning reference to American soil & what it represents?
If I were in a classroom, studying this novel, I would no doubt explore these questions in preparation to write a paper.
But I am not in a classroom.
In its way, American Dirt is a compelling novel. But it is not the definitive immigration, or the definitive migration tale of this moment in time.
Now, I can let go of American Dirt, & await notification from the library that I can pick up Allende's A Long Petal by the Sea . . .
Jaki Jean on Orgasmic Turkey Burgers . . .
As my friends & family know, there is always a story. And this recipe is no exception.
For decades now, I have preferred turkey burgers to beef. At first it was a health related decision – I cut down on beef because of my cholesterol & high blood pressure.
Over time, I simply came to like them better. I never tried to make them at home but always ordered turkey or garden burgers when it was an alternative on the menu.
And then one afternoon, back in the days when the Oprah show was still on the air, she featured a chef who had created the best turkey burger she had ever tasted.
Here is the part of the story that is difficult for my liberal self to admit:
The original recipe was created by the then chef at Mar-a-Largo.
In my defense, I was not crossing party lines – back then Trump was a Democrat.
Of course, I have rewritten the original recipe. It is no doubt the writer in me – taking threads from other texts & weaving the threads into something my own.
Sometimes I add oregano or marjoram into the turkey meat. Sometimes I add a bit more chutney or adobo sauce. Sometimes I throw diced garlic in with the scallions & apples.
It is a recipe designed to make your own.
Here on Dorrance Lane, we add sliced red onion, white cheddar cheese, a tomato slice, fresh spinach. When available, we use Oroweat Onion rolls. Our alternative is whole wheat hamburger buns.
Several years ago, during a visit to my friend Michael's beach house near San Luis Pass, we made the turkey burgers for a party.
And added grilled pineapple slices & jalapeños to the tray of burger building items.
I first had grilled pineapple & jalapeños on a turkey burger at a restaurant located across from the sea wall in Galveston.
At the time, I was working on a offshore rig refurbishment project & the rig was berthed in the Gulf Copper Shipyards. Two of my favorite members of the refurbishment team, Peggy & Phil Linton, convinced me to add the grilled pineapple & jalapeños to my turkey burger.
My culinary concept of turkey burgers was forever changed.
Since then, I have discovered that rajas – grilled strips of poblano peppers is far superior to the jalapeños.
So, my dear friend Nita, I hope you & Brian will try this recipe & make it your own.
Orgasmic Turkey Burgers
Chopped green onions
1 granny smith apple, diced
· 1 pound ground turkey breast This makes six patties, but we make patties thinner that most folks.
Dollop adobe sauce or to taste (For extra spicy soak an Ancho Chile & puree)
1/2 lemon, juice and grated zest
1/4 cup Major Grey's Chutney or Hot Mango Chutney, pureed
Sauté the scallions & apples in olive oil until soft.
Place the ground turkey in a large mixing bowl. Add sautéed items and the remaining ingredients. Use bread crumbs to firm up the patties if necessary. Shape into burgers. Refrigerate for 2 hours. Overnight really works well.
Season the turkey burgers with salt and pepper. Place on a preheated, lightly oiled grill. Grill each side for 7 minutes until meat is thoroughly cooked. Let sit for 5 minutes.
We are sans an outdoor grill – so I use a greased iron grill under the broiler.


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A Salon Guest: Lady Hester Stanhope on Board the H.M.S. Salsette
Once again today it is my pleasure to welcome the estimable Stephenie Woolterton to the salon, with a fascinating tale of an anonymous journal.
Lady Hester Stanhope on board the H.M.S. Salsette
Figure 1: Anonymous early 19th century journal of a British naval officer
The Wellcome Library in London houses some of the most fascinating archives relating to the history of medicine. One such item is an anonymous early 19th century journal compiled aboard the H.M.S. Salsette, a frigate patrolling the eastern Mediterranean Sea as part of the British naval blockade of Europe during the Napoleonic Wars. The journal covers the period from September 1811 until November 1812, and is still in its original calfskin binding with brass clasp and vellum hinge.
It is believed that the unidentified author may possibly be the ship's surgeon Robert Allan, whom the Navy List (1814) notes was posted to 'Salsette' in 1810 [1]. Nevertheless, references to medical topics within the journal are extremely rare, and this leads to more questions regarding the author's identity. Instead, the unknown author preferred to log the official duties of the ship and its captain, Henry Hope (1787-1863) as well as to describe the surrounding geography and antiquities of the region. [2] The 'Common Place Book' came into the possession of The Wellcome Library in 1992. Apart from a note on the inside front cover that it once belonged to the rector Henry Ernest Ketchley in 1917 in Biddeston, Chippenham, the journal's previous whereabouts and provenance are unknown [3].
Figure 2: The anonymous author's inscription inside the front cover
The journal was commenced on board the H.M.S. Salsette whilst it was anchored in the Harbour of Siria [sic] in September 1811. The anonymous British naval officer's precise identity may not be authenticated, but he does record meeting the late Prime Minister William Pitt the younger's unconventional niece Lady Hester Stanhope (1776-1839). At that point in time Lady Hester was travelling with her much younger lover Michael Bruce as well as her physician Dr. Meryon. The unidentified British seaman met Lady Hester's entire entourage in February 1812, and he recorded his 'remarks' recounting the experience. The author initially spelled Dr. Meryon's name as 'Merian' before he became better acquainted with him.
Figure 3: The author's 'remarks' on first meeting Lady Hester Stanhope
The first mention of Lady Hester Stanhope is recorded at 8 am on 9th February 1812, when the H.M.S. Salsette was anchored in the Bay of Rhodes. The author notes the following:
"Dr. Merian [sic] arrived there [Rhodes] on Wednesday last & that Lady S[tanhope] & suite were ready to embark. Her luggage was received in the course of the day & and in the even'g. Her ladyship came on board accompanied by Messr. Bruce, Pierce, and Dr. Merian [sic]…they all wore the Turkish Dress except the servant maid. Ldy. S[tanhope] had on a Man's Dress. 8 pm. Weigh'd & made sail…for Alexandria." [4] It is highly intriguing, but completely in keeping with other contemporary accounts of her costume, that Lady Hester Stanhope would choose to wear a 'Man's Dress,' in other words – not typical feminine attire for the time. In 2014, this is not shocking to us, but cast your mind back just over two hundred years to 1812, and it was noteworthy enough to be commented upon!
The voyage to Alexandria was not without its dangers. On the 10th February, just one day after making sail, the ship encountered a storm. "At Midnight the wind came contrary & at day light amounted to a heavy gale &…[with] the gale likely to continue with a mountainous Sea, it was thought necessary to run for some harbour, therefore bore up for Mamorial Bay at 9 am & at 12 anchored in that secure harbour. Towards evening the wind moderated." [5] After several days of waiting in a nearby bay for the wind to subside, they continued on their course for Alexandria. By the 14th February, five days after commencing their journey, the author recorded that they "had run the distance of 180 miles; & 150 from Alexandria." [6]
By the 16th February, they had arrived. It had taken one week to make the voyage due to inclement weather. After arriving at about midday, "…the Secretary of Col. Miss. the British Resident in Egypt came to the Ship. Lady Hester St[anhope] dined with us & in the Evening the Capt, Messr. Bruce, Pierce, Dr. M[eryon] & the greater part of the Officers went to a Race given at the Spanish Consuls, when we were introduced to Col. M & Mr. Maltass the Consul." [7] The anonymous author must have been quite high-ranking to accompany the dining party of Lady Hester Stanhope. On the following day, "the Govr. [was complemented] with a salute of 15 Guns, which he returned with an equal number. Lady H. Stanhope left the ship to pay her respects to Col. M…she [Lady Hester] was saluted with 13 guns. The fort returned it with the same number." [8] This was done as a mark of respect for high-ranking people.
Figure 4: Lady Hester Stanhope (probably) by an anonymous artist
For a few months, there is no mention in the Common Place Book of Lady Hester Stanhope. Presumably, her and her companions disembarked at Alexandria. However, in August 1812 it seems as though Lady Hester wanted the H.M.S. Salsette to carry her from Saide to Damascus. "Mr. Pierce, a gentleman who had previously travelled with Lady H[ester].S[tanhope] & whom we had convey'd (with her) from Rhodes to Alexandria…informed me her Ladyship had left Acre 17 days ago for Saide from whence she intended to proceed to Damascus…" [9] By the 26th August, Lady Hester was writing directly to the ship's captain from Saide. "…She [Lady Hester] saw the Ship pass that town & sent a boat out to us, but not being able to reach us, sent a Messenger by land. She said she meant to proceed to…the Village where the prince of the inhabitants of Mount Lebanon live (the Druses) where she expected the Capt. would follow her as its only 7 hours ride from Saide…" [10] The next day, the ship "…arrived off Saide at 3 [pm], where a boat came up with Mr. Bruce, her Ladyship's companion…" [11]
By that point, the crew of the H.M.S. Salsette had become well acquainted with Lady Hester Stanhope and her entourage. On the 28th August 1812, the ship's crew "visited the shore & call'd on our friends that accompany her Ladyship. Mr. Bruce offered us the use of his horses & in company of Dr. Meryon & a [oe] we rode out into the country to visit the Gardens, the site of the ancient town of Sidon…at 4 pm her Ladyship went on board to dine & was saluted with 13 guns." [12] After several days on land, the company "weighed & sailed from Saide" for Damascus on the 31st August [13]. The anonymous author and other members of the ship's crew had grown fond of Lady Hester and her companions. The reference to them as "our friends that accompany her Ladyship" is quite telling [14]. Unfortunately, there is no further mention of Lady Hester Stanhope after her disembarkation at Damascus. The journal also ends abruptly soon after on November 8th, 1812 with about 10 blank pages at the end of the book. Sadly, this is where the story ends. At this distance of time, we do not know the identity or fate of the writer of this naval journal. His very small, neat handwriting became large and messy towards the end of the book, right around the time the ship's crew encountered a devastating outbreak of plague. Indeed, Lady Hester Stanhope fell ill – and survived – the plague at the end of 1812. Until this can be investigated further, one can only speculate whether the author succumbed to plague as an explanation for why the journal ended abruptly with about numerous blank pages. Dr. Charles Meryon, Lady Hester's physician, wrote to Miss Williams, a close female friend of Lady Hester, at Malta on June 2, 1813, informing her of her Ladyship's recovery:
"I had to write to you some time since by the desire of Lady Hester, who was too feeble to take up the pen herself. Thank God she is now tolerable, & has almost recovered her entire strength, and is just regaining her good looks very fast. I know your respectful affection for her Ladyship and I forbore on that account to tell you at the time the full extent of the danger she had seen. There is no doubt that her malady was the plague." [15] This places the date where Lady Hester contracted the plague to either the very end of 1812 or the beginning of 1813, which was consequently the same time that the anonymous British seaman noted the malady in the vicinity of the ship. If anyone knows anything more about this journal, or the authorship of this Common Place Book, I would be very interested to hear from you. Until then, this is a mysterious but highly interesting relic of Napoleonic Era history.
1. Anonymous early 19th century British Common Place Book. The Wellcome Library, MS 6957, Accession number 348987. The provenance note can be found here: http://search.wellcomelibrary.org/iii/encore/record/C__Rb1920835__Sms%206957__Orightresult__X3?lang=eng&suite=cobalt.
4. Anonymous early 19th century British Common Place Book. The Wellcome Library, MS 6957, ff. 56-57.
5. Anonymous early 19th century British Common Place Book. The Wellcome Library, MS 6957, f. 57.
11. Anonymous early 19th century British Common Place Book. The Wellcome Library, MS 6957, ff. 94-95.
12. Anonymous early 19th century British Common Place Book. The Wellcome Library, MS 6957, f. 95.
15. Charles Meryon's papers. The Wellcome Library. MS 5688, file 1 of 3, letter addressed to Miss Elizabeth Williams at Malta.
Figure 1: An anonymous early 19th century 'Common Place' journal of a British naval officer on board the H.M.S. Salsette (my photo)
Figure 2: The anonymous author's inscription inside the front cover (my photo)
Figure 4: Lady Hester Stanhope (probably) by an anonymous artist. This is approximately what Lady Hester looked like when the British naval officer met her in 1812:
Source: http://www.timeoutbeirut.com/thingstodo/article/2798/running-wild-in-joun.html.
Stephenie Woolterton has an MSc in Social Research, and a background in Psychology. She is currently researching and writing her first book on the private life of William Pitt the Younger. She is also working on a historical novel about Pitt's 'one love story' with Eleanor Eden.
She blogs at: www.theprivatelifeofpitt.com and can be contacted via Twitter at: www.twitter.com/anoondayeclipse.
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DL NELSON said...
That would be a great basis for a historical novel.
I would *definitely* read it!
Always been fasciated with Hester Stanhope - this is even more intriguing.
Thank you for visiting, Margaret!
Princess of Eboli said...
Madame Gilflurt this is a very interesting post!!!!
Thank you; I am thrilled that Stephanie allowed me to publish her work!

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Romola, Volume 2
By George Eliot
the full truth about that other wife" - learned whether she were the wife to whom Tito was first bound.
The possibilities about that other wife, which involved the worst wound to her hereditary pride, mingled themselves as a newly embittering suspicion with the earliest memories of her illusory love, eating away the lingering associations of tenderness with the past image of her husband; and her irresistible belief in the rest of Baldassarre's revelation made her shrink from Tito with a horror which would perhaps have urged some passionate speech in spite of herself if he had not been more than usually absent from home. Like many of the wealthier citizens in that time of pestilence, he spent the intervals of business chiefly in the country: the agreeable Melema was welcome at many villas, and since Romola had refused to leave the city, he had no need to provide a country residence of his own.
But at last, in the later days of July, the alleviation of those public troubles which had absorbed her activity and much of her thought, left Romola to a less counteracted sense of her personal lot. The plague had almost disappeared, and the position of Savonarola was made more hopeful by a favourable magistracy, who were writing urgent vindicatory letters to Rome on his behalf, entreating the withdrawal of the Excommunication.
Romola's healthy and vigorous frame was undergoing the reaction of languor inevitable after continuous excitement and over-exertion; but her mental restlessness would not allow her to remain at home without peremptory occupation, except during the sultry hours. In the cool of the morning and evening she walked out constantly, varying her direction as much as possible, with the vague hope that if Baldassarre were still alive she might encounter him. Perhaps some illness had brought a new paralysis of memory, and he had forgotten where she lived -- forgotten even her existence. That was her most sanguine explanation of his non-appearance. The explanation she felt to be most probable was, that he had died of the Plague.
CHAPTER XV.
The other Wife. The morning warmth was already beginning to be rather oppressive to Romola, when, after a walk along by the walls on her way from San Marco, she turned towards the intersecting streets again at the gate of Santa Croce.
The Borgo La Croce was so still, that she listened to her own footsteps on the pavement in the sunny silence, until, on approaching a bend in the street, she saw, a few yards before her, a little child not more than three years old, with no other clothing than his white shirt, pause from a waddling run and look around him. In the first moment of coming nearer she could only see his back a boy's back, square and sturdy, with a cloud of reddish brown curls above it; but in the next he turned towards her, and she could see his dark eyes
wide with tears, and his lower lip pushed up and trembling, while his fat brown fists clutched his shirt helplessly. The glimps of a tall black figure sending a shadow over him brought his bewildered fear to a climax, and a loud crying sob sent the big tears rolling.
Romola, with the ready maternal instinct which was one hidden source of her passionate tenderness, instantly uncovered her head, and, stooping down on the pavement, put her arms round him, and her cheek against his, while she spoke to him in caressing tones. At first his sobs were only the louder, but he made no effort to get away, and presently the outburst ceased with that strange abruptness which belongs to childish joys and griefs: his face lost its distortion, and was fixed in an open-mouthed gaze at Romola.
"You have lost yourself, little one," she said, kissing him. "Never mind! we will find the house again. Perhaps mamma will mect us."
She divined that he had made his escape at a moment when the mother's eyes were turned away from him, and thought it likely that he would soon be followed.
"Oh, what a heavy, heavy boy!" she said, trying to lift him. "I cannot carry you. Come, then, you must toddle back by my side."
The parted lips remained motionless in awed silence, and one brown fist still clutched the shirt with as much tenacity as ever; but the other yielded itself quite willingly to the wonderful white hand, strong but soft.
"You have a mamma?" said Romola, as they set out, looking down at the boy with a certain yearning. But he was mute. A girl under those circumstances might perhaps have chirped abundantly; not so this square-shouldered little man with the big cloud of curls.
He was awake to the first sign of his whereabout, however. At the turning by the front of San Ambrogio he dragged Romola towards it, looking up at her.
"Ah, that is the way home, is it?" she said, smiling at him. He only thrust his head forward and pulled, as an admonition that they should go faster.
There was still another turning that he had a decided opinion about, and then Romola found herself in a short street leading to open garden ground. It was in front of a house at the end of this street that the little fellow paused, pulling her towards some stone stairs. He had evidently no wish for her to loose his hand, and she would not have been willing to leave him without being sure that she was delivering him to his friends. They mounted the stairs, seeing but dimly in 'that sudden withdrawal from the sunlight, till at the final landing place, an extra stream of light came from an open doorway. Passing through a small lobby they came to another open door, and there Romola paused. Her approach had not been heard.
On a low chair at the farther end of the room, opposite the light, sat Tessa, with one hand on the edge of the cradle, and her head hanging a little on one side, fast asleep. Near one of the windows, with her back turned towards the door, sat Monna Lisa at her work of preparing salad, in deaf unconsciousness. There was only an instant for Romola's eyes Romola. Il.
to take in that still scene; for Lillo snatched his hand away from her and ran up to his mother's side, not making any direct effort to wake her, but only leaning his head back against her arm,
and surveying Romola seriously from that distance. As Lillo pushed against her Tessa opened her eyes,
and looked up in bewilderment; but her glance had no sooner rested on the figure at the opposite doorway than she started up, blushed deeply, and began to tremble a little, neither speaking nor moving forward.
"Ah! we have seen each other before," said Romola, smiling, and coming forward. "I am glad it was your little boy. He was crying in the street; I suppose he had run away. So we walked together a little way, and then he knew where he was, and brought me here. But you had not missed him? That is well, else you would have been frightened."
The shock of finding that Lillo had run away overcame every other feeling in Tessa for the moment. Her colour went again, and, seizing Lillo's arm, she ran with him to Monna Lisa, saying, with a half sob, loud in the old woman's
"Oh, Lisa, you are wicked! Why will you stand with your back to the door? Lillo ran away ever so far into the street."
"Holy Mother!" said Monna Lisa, in her meek, thick tone, letting the spoon fall from her hands.
6. Where were you, then? I thought you were there, and had your eye on him."
"But you know I go to sleep when I am rocking," said Tessa, in pettish remonstrance.
"Well, well, we must keep the outer door shut, or else tie him up," said Monna Lisa, "for he'll be as cunning as Satan before long, and that's the holy truth. But how came he back, then?"
This question recalled Tessa to the consciousness of Romola's presence. Without answering, she turned towards her, blushing and timid again, and Monna Lisa's eyes
followed her movement. The old woman made a low reverence, and said
"Doubtless the most noble lady brought him back." Then, advancing a little nearer to Romola, she added,
my shame for him to have been found with only his shirt on; but he kicked, and wouldn't have his other clothes on this morning, and the mother, poor thing, will never hear of his being beaten. But what's an old woman to do without a stick when the lad's legs get so strong? Let your nobleness look at his legs."
Lillo, conscious that his legs were in question, pulled his shirt up a little higher, and looked down at their olive roundness with a dispassionate and curious air. Romola laughed, and stooped to give him a caressing shake and a kiss, and this action helped the reassurance that Tessa had already gathered from Monna Lisa's address to Romola. For when Naldo had been told about the adventure at the Carnival, and Tessa had asked him who the heavenly lady that had come just when she was wanted, and had vanished so soon, was likely to be — whether she could be the Holy Madonna herself? — he had answered, "Not exactly, my Tessa; only one of the saints," and had not chosen to say more. So that in the dream-like combination of small experience which made up Tessa's thought, Romola had remained confusedly associated with the pictures in the churches, and when she reappeared, the grateful remembrance of her protection was slightly tinctured with religious awe-not deeply, for Tessa's dread was chiefly of ugly and evil beings. It seemed unlikely that good beings would be angry and punish her, as it was the nature of Nofri and the devil to do. And now that Monna Lisa had spoken freely about Lillo's legs and Romola had laughed, Tessa was more at her ease. "Ninna's
's in the cradle," she said. "She's pretty too." Romola went to look at the sleeping Ninna, and Monna Lisa, one of the exceptionally meek deaf, who never expect to be spoken to, returned to her salad. "Ahl she is waking: she has opened her blue eyes," said


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Q: how can i insert only one part of a page with an iframe? I am trying to get a part of the page, for example http:/example.com/home.html, that home has a div with some id="content" , id like to set an iframe and display only the "content" ... i have tried with load (with jquery) as this post says
http://stackoverflow.com/questions/4249809/reload-an-iframe-with-jquery

but no results yet, any idea how to do it? in jquery or direct php.
Thanks in advance.

A: Perhaps you don't need to use an iframe - they are generally used for embedding another website, which is not quite what you need. Instead, make an ajax request to the url you need, and use jquery to parse the response and fetch the div you need to load.
Example:

$.ajax({
  type: "GET",
  url: "http://stackoverflow.com/questions/4249809/reload-an-iframe-with-jquery",
  success: function(r) {
    var content = $(r).find("#content");
    //now you have the content div stored in a variable
  }
});

A: perhaps you can try $.get function from jquery to get only certain elements content
https://stackoverflow.com/a/9713037/1781996

A: Ok, here's my suggestion.  If you want to grab just a piece of content from the page, you can use an ajax call, storage the answer inside a variable and use the split jquery function.  Lets say that the page that you want to load is a series of divs, inside the div that you want you can place something like  at the begining and at the end of the div, after that the rest will be easy, when you get your data from the ajax call you use something like:
var answer = (you ajax response) ;
var content = answer.split("<!-- SPLIT CONTENT -->");
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By doing this, you'll split the answer in 3 parts, the first one content[0] will be everything before the first comment, content[1] will be the content of the div you want, and content[2] will be everything after the closing SPLIT CONTENT.  then you just place that content inside a div.

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1. H.R.1639 — 97th Congress (1981-1982) A bill to authorize the Secretary of the Army, acting through the Chief of Engineers, to carry out a project along the Martin Pena Canal in the area of San Juan, Puerto Rico. Sponsor: Rep. Corrada, Baltasar [I-PR-At Large] (Introduced 02/04/1981) Cosponsors: (0) Committees: House - Public Works and Transportation Latest Action: House - 02/18/1981 Executive Comment Requested from Army, OMB. (All Actions) Tracker:
2. H.R.4270 — 95th Congress (1977-1978) A bill to designate the Federal building and U.S. courthouse in Hato Rey, Puerto Rico, the "Federico Degetau Federal Building". Sponsor: Rep. Corrada, Baltasar [I-PR-At Large] (Introduced 03/02/1977) Cosponsors: (0) Committees: House - Public Works and Transportation | Senate - Environment and Public Works Latest Action: 07/28/1978 Public Law 95-324. (All Actions) Tracker:
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3. H.R.13133 — 94th Congress (1975-1976) A bill to preserve the public health, safety, and welfare by prohibiting the entrance into and operation within the United States of Civil supersonic aircraft that do not meet appropriate noise standards. Sponsor: Rep. Stanton, James V. [I-OH-20] (Introduced 04/08/1976) Cosponsors: (5) Committees: House - Public Works and Transportation Latest Action: House - 04/08/1976 Referred to House Committee on Public Works and Transportation. (All Actions) Tracker:
4. H.R.12170 — 94th Congress (1975-1976) A bill to preserve the public health, safety, and welfare by prohibiting the entrance into and operation within the United States of civil supersonic aircraft that do not meet appropriate noise standards. Sponsor: Rep. Stanton, James V. [I-OH-20] (Introduced 02/26/1976) Cosponsors: (24) Committees: House - Public Works and Transportation Latest Action: House - 02/26/1976 Referred to House Committee on Public Works and Transportation. (All Actions) Tracker:
5. H.R.2751 — 94th Congress (1975-1976) Urban Employment Act Sponsor: Rep. Stanton, James V. [I-OH-20] (Introduced 02/04/1975) Cosponsors: (0) Committees: House - Public Works and Transportation; Banking Latest Action: House - 02/04/1975 Referred to House Committee on Banking, Currency and Housing. (All Actions) Tracker:
6. H.R.2749 — 94th Congress (1975-1976) A bill to name a portion of the site of the Anthony J. Celebrezze Federal Building in Cleveland, Ohio, the George Washington Square. Sponsor: Rep. Stanton, James V. [I-OH-20] (Introduced 02/04/1975) Cosponsors: (0) Committees: House - Public Works and Transportation | Senate - Public Works Latest Action: 10/15/1976 Public law 94-512. (All Actions) Tracker:
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Characterization of the granulosa-lutein cell transcriptome in women with Polycystic Ovary Syndrome (#85)
Avi Lerner 1 , M Coates 1 , T Caraderi 1 , A Markou 1 , L Owens 1 , C Simpson 1 , J Velupillai 1 , G Pool 1 , E Makrinou 1 , G Christopoulos 1 , S Lavery 1 , C L Bevan 1 , K Hardy 1 , C Lindgren 1 , S Franks 1
Imperial College London, London, ENGLAND, United Kingdom
Polycystic ovary syndrome (PCOS) is a common endocrinopathy that is associated with menstrual irregularities, anovulatory infertility and metabolic abnormalities. Although the aetiology and pathophysiology of PCOS remain unclear, granulosa cell dysfunction is a notable feature of the syndrome. In this study, we used a combination of RT-qPCR, RNA-Sequencing and pathway analysis to identify genes in granulosa cells that may be implicated in the pathogenesis of PCOS.
Granulosa-lutein cells were retrieved from women undergoing in-vitro fertilisation who had normal ovaries and regular cycles or polycystic ovaries and irregular cycles (anovPCOS) or polycystic ovaries with regular, ovulatory cycles (ovPCO). Our results show that the steroidogenic gene network is dysregulated in granulosa-lutein cells from women with either ovPCO or anovPCOS. Similarly, changes are also seen in androgen receptor expression and in the expression of some of its splice-variants. RNA-Sequencing identified 21,175 genes in granulosa-lutein cells with women with PCOS showing a distinct, global transcriptional profile of 450 differentially expressed genes. Subsequent pathway and network analyses highlighted a group of differentially expressed genes involved in cholesterol biosynthesis and metabolism that are highly enriched in women with PCOS. Finally, granulosa-lutein cells were cultured in the presence or absence of androgen, and the results suggest that changes in gene expression in women with PCOS may be, at least in part, a function of androgen action.
Granulosa cells play a major role in ovarian steroid synthesis including estrogen and progesterone. The significance of altered expression of genes involved in steroid and cholesterol metabolism remains to be fully elucidated, but these results lend further support to the notion of aberrant metabolic and endocrine function in granulosa cells of women with PCOS.


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The Raleigh and Augusta Air Line Railroad was a North Carolina railroad that operated in the second half of the 19th century.

History

Early years
The Raleigh and Augusta Air Line Railroad traces its history back to the early 1850s, when the line was chartered by the North Carolina General Assembly as the Chatham Railroad in February 1851. It changed its name to the Raleigh and Augusta Air Line Railroad in 1871, and was chartered by the South Carolina General Assembly in February 1878.

In 1871, the Chatham Railroad was reorganized as the Raleigh and Augusta Air Line Railroad. The carrier's goal was to build a line from Raleigh to Augusta, Georgia, through Columbia, South Carolina. However, it never progressed past the North Carolina-South Carolina state line, where it met the Palmetto Railroad.

The Raleigh and Gaston Railroad controlled the Raleigh and Augusta Air Line Railroad, owning most of its stock. By 1884, the Raleigh and Augusta stretched from Raleigh, North Carolina south to Hamlet, then on to the South Carolina border at Gibson. Later, the Raleigh and Gaston, and Raleigh and Augusta both fell on hard times during the Panic of 1873, and John M. Robinson, president of the Seaboard and Roanoke Railroad, acquired financial control of both carriers, becoming president of all three railroads in 1875.

Mergers
By 1881, the Seaboard and Roanoke, the Raleigh and Gaston, and others were operating as a coordinated system under the Seaboard Air-Line System name for marketing purposes, combining the nicknames of the two principal roads.

By 1883, the Raleigh and Augusta was operating nearly  of track between Raleigh and Hamlet.

In November 1899, stockholders of the Raleigh and Gaston Railroad considered the consolidation of the Raleigh and Gaston with the following other roads:
Raleigh and Augusta Air Line Railroad
Durham and Northern Railway
Roanoke and Tar River Railroad
Seaboard and Roanoke Railroad
Louisburg Railroad
Carolina Central Railroad
Palmetto Railroad
Chesterfield and Kershaw Railroad
Georgia, Carolina and Northern Railway
Seaboard Air Line Belt Railroad
Georgia and Alabama Railroad
Florida Central and Peninsular Railroad
Georgia and Alabama Terminal Company
Logansville and Lawrenceville Railroad
Richmond, Petersburg and Carolina Railroad
Pittsboro Railroad
Southbound Railroad

The resulting company became known as the Seaboard Air Line Railroad. The Raleigh and Augusta Air Line was merged into the Seaboard in November 1901.

In 1967, the Seaboard Air Line merged with its rival, the Atlantic Coast Line Railroad.  The merged company was named the Seaboard Coast Line Railroad.
In 1980, the Seaboard Coast Line's parent company merged with the Chessie System, creating the CSX Corporation.  The CSX Corporation initially operated the Chessie and Seaboard Systems separately until 1986, when they were merged into CSX Transportation.  The line is still in service and it is part of CSX's S Line (Aberdeen Subdivision and Hamlet Terminal Subdivision).

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Defunct South Carolina railroads
Defunct North Carolina railroads
Railway companies established in 1871
Railway companies disestablished in 1901
Predecessors of the Seaboard Air Line Railroad
American companies established in 1871

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All the senses are valued, but the palate is privileged by the immense variety of eno-gastronomic options at its availability. There is excellent production of extra virgin olive oil, extracted on the property of Barco Mediceo. Another great example of good Tuscan taste is the local tradition of producing salamis, ham, cheese, dried figs and the delicious almond biscuits, true delights that are savored with the "Santo Vino", admiring the landscape of the Tuscan hills. Prove and find out why it is impossible to resist.


1) Stat of the day comes from the EIA, which shows that crude by rail in the U.S. averaged 477,000 bpd last year (including shipments from Canada), down from 754,000 bpd in the year prior. The flow of crude from the Midwest to the East Coast accounted for 77 percent of this drop, down by 212,000 bpd in 2016 to average 158,000 bpd.
2) As the chart above illustrates, January imports to the East Coast were really strong. The breakdown of the 13 different country grades are below, as per their import bills: 62 percent came from OPEC countries.
4) In terms of non-OPEC compliance - well, non-OPEC non-compliance, production at the Kashagan field in Kazakhstan continues to ramp up, now considered to be up to 180,000 bpd. At the same time, Fitch suggests that oil production from Azerbaijan is also on the up, with output set to increase by 4.7 percent this year.
The monthly OPEC report out this week pegs Kazakh production at 1.68mn bpd, with its oil ministry saying production won't climb by 180,000 bpd until the end of the year. Hum dee dum.
5) We have been fairly vocal about how we don't see OPEC / NOPEC in compliance with a production cut - at least from export volumes. A story today in the WSJ highlights this too. Saudi Arabia is sending strong signals - both publicly and privately - that other nations need to pull up their socks. Related: Can OPEC Resist The Temptation To Cheat?
As the graphic below illustrates, Saudi Arabia has been making up for non-compliance elsewhere, cutting by 800,000 bpd - according to OPEC secondary sources. Saudi is now warning that it won't continue to cut production unless other members start to fully comply.


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Paul McCartney Coming To Yankee Stadium In July
Tickets go on sale Monday.
Today In Entertainment History June 28
Crosby, Stills and Nash released their first album in 1969.
12-12-12 Sandy Benefit Concert
New Jersey shore hero Bruce Springsteen was the opening act at a benefit concert to help neighbors in the New York metropolitan area hit hard by Superstorm Sandy.
Springsteen and his E Street Band began Wednesday's concert with a roar and...
The first Hard Rock Cafe opened in London in 1971.
Rolling Stones Hit NY For 50th Anniversary Gig
At an average age of 68 plus years, the British rockers are clearly in fighting form.


For as long as I can remember, photography has been a passion of mine. I fell in love with it when I was younger and living overseas with my parents and two brothers. It was during that time when I realized how important photography is. The way I had the ability to capture moments and relive them with a sense of nostalgia years after they happened.
However, I never considered it as a career until I was midway through my engineering degree in college. My business started as a hobby. Taking photos of landscapes, architecture, and nature on my travels and selling them to make some extra money. Because you know…broke college student. Within a year of sharing my images on social media, I began getting approached by people asking for headshots, senior pics, and eventually weddings.
I photographed my first wedding in 2011 and immediately fell in love with the wedding photography process. The couples I met were amazing. Unlike most professions, I was able to build a personal relationship with each one, and it was an added bonus while doing what I loved.
Since then, I've photographed over 90 couples, quit my 9-5 engineering career to do what I love full-time, and have been afforded so many incredible opportunities to travel and work with amazing people from all over the country.
After I graduated collegeI took up long distance running and haven't looked back! I've ran numerous half marathons, and finished my first full in 2018!
These two adorable pups are our babies. Oliver is a yorkiepoo, and Rosco is a chocolate lab!
I graduated from college in 2011 with a degree in Mechanical Engineering. After graduating I worked as a prototype engineer until I was able to make it as a full-time photographer!
In 1996, my family and I moved to Saudi Arabia for 5 years! I grew up on an American compound, and it was during that time where I fell in love with capturing moments on camera!


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Larisa Turčinská (* 29. dubna 1965 v Kostroma) je bývalá ruská atletka, halová mistryně Evropy v pětiboji z roku 1994.

Její nejlepší osobní výsledek je 7007 bodů, dosaženo 10. a 11. června 1989 v Brjansku . Tento výsledek zůstal evropským rekordem, dokud Carolina Klüftová nedosáhla na mistrovství světa v atletice v roce 2007 7032 bodů . Larisa Turčinská získala stříbrnou medaili na hrách Goodwill v roce 1990 , ale později byla diskvalifikována poté, co byla pozitivně testována na amfetaminy. Larisa Turčinská v současné době žije v Melbourne v Austrálii a stále přispívá ke sportovnímu koučování mnoha mladých australských sportovců.Její dcera Sarah se narodila v roce 2005.

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Intravenous simply means "within vein" (or "inside the vein"). Therapies administered intravenously are often included in the designation of specialty drugs. Intravenous infusions are commonly referred to as drips because many systems of administration employ a drip chamber, which prevents air from entering the blood stream (air embolism), and allows an estimation of flow rate.
Intravenous therapy may be used to correct electrolyte imbalances, to deliver medications, for blood transfusion or as fluid replacement to correct, for example, dehydration. Intravenous therapy can also be used for chemotherapy.
Compared with other routes of administration, the intravenous route is the fastest way to deliver fluids and medications throughout the body. The bioavailability of the medication is 100% in IV therapy.
Intravenous infusions are fluid solutions administered through a vein. There are numerous different types of solutions available, but they can be broken down into simple categories depending on the function they serve. Some replace lost fluids, and others provide nutrients, replace lost blood, and deliver medications.
One of the most common uses for intravenous infusions is to replenish fluids lost through dehydration. These infusions often contain normal saline solution, a combination of sterile water and sodium chloride. This solution is known as an isotonic crystalloid, or a solution that contains the same amount of electrolytes as plasma in the body. It is used in cases of moderate to severe dehydration, such as that caused by vomiting or diarrhea, when replacing the fluids quickly is vital.
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With an overall population of 21,941 and a student population of 357, approximately 119 of American Fork students attend one of American Fork's schools that offer business programs.
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Q: Create an array from field values in ArcPy I have a feature class that has a field of unique ID numbers. I would like to create an array of these numbers so I can loop over them in ArcPy. Any ideas?

A: Use a cursor to add to a list.  The use the list for whatever.
myList = []
rows = arcpy.SearchCursor(YOURLAYER)
for row in rows:
  if row.YOURFIELD not in myList:
    myList.append(row.YOURFIELD)
del rows
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A: If you have Arc 10.1 or above, I'd use an arcpy.da cursor. Also specify just the field(s) you want.
myLayer = 'YourLayer'
myField = 'YourField'

myList = [row[0] for row in arcpy.da.SearchCursor(myLayer, myField)]


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NX to be Free of Region Lock
Published on May 10th, 2015 by PersonSP
Attention gamers, we have been heard! Nintendo's upcoming next gen console, currently going under the name "NX" will probably be region lock free! During a Q&A session the topic went, once again, to region locking. Nintendo is one of the few companies who still use this old and, I think most of us will agree on that, annoying way of controlling their distribution. When asked about Nintendo's current stance on region locking, Nintendo president Satoru Iwata answered that while he believed it was not realistic that the region lock would be removed from the 3DS family or the Wii U as there were "challenges", he was optimistic about the NX project. He said that the customer feedback has been heard and that they were having an internal research on possible problems realising a region lock free console. This news is slightly surprising since earlier Nintendo firmly held onto its region lock policy saying that there were reasons behind it.
A majority of us have been annoyed by the region lock. So annoyed in fact, that petitions popped up all over the web in an outcry for Nintendo to stop. Not only does it make game trading and buying games on the go harder, it also means that many will never be able to play the games they love due to region exclusivity. A region lock free NX would mean exclusives could be bought in one region and used elsewhere. Who's ready to play a Japanese Indie with me?
While we still have to wait for the official English translation, the unofficial translation of the Japanese transcript reads as follows: "Removing region-locking from current game machines presents various issues, so we don't consider that to be very realistic. However, regarding NX, given the customer feedback and proposals from the market, while nothing has been decided yet, we're currently investigating internally what problems there would be in realizing it. You can think of that as the current situation. I understand your desire, so I'd like to look at it optimistically going forward."
The official English transcript should appear here when ready: http://www.nintendo.co.jp/ir/en/library/events/150508qa/03.html
The official Japanese transcript can be found here: http://www.nintendo.co.jp/ir/library/events/150508qa/03.html
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