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When It Comes to Travel, Steve Perillo is a Tour de Force
Steve Perillo keeps the family travel business humming while navigating his own road as a respected composer.
By Mary Ann Castronovo Fusco | | January 12, 2018 | Appears in the January 2018 issue
Steve Perillo travels about once a week every two months, but is more often found found in his Woodcliff Lake office or at the keyboard in the Saddle River home built by his late father, Mario.
Photo by Brad Trent
The sprawling, Mediterranean-style Saddle River home of Steve Perillo, CEO of Perillo Tours, still bears the distinctive imprint of his late father, Mario, who had it built some 40 years ago. Life-size bronze horses cavort on the cobblestone courtyard. A fountain gurgles near the front door. On the door, a brass plaque bears the engraved initials MPP.
But enter the 6,000-plus-square-foot home, and you quickly observe the younger Perillo's influence. A modest room down a hallway lined with what Perillo calls his father's "hand-painted fakes" provides clues of the 62-year-old travel executive's lesser-known side. Here, a drum kit sits opposite a computerized Korg Kronos keyboard for audio sampling, recording and editing. These are some of the tools of Perillo's other trade as a composer of classical music.
In Perillo's dining room, three acoustic guitars are displayed near the Steinway grand piano. It's the same keyboard where Perillo masterfully played the haunting aria "O mio babbino caro" in a 2014 television commercial for his tour company. "Ah, Puccini," he intoned, "it brings out the Italy in all of us." But when this visitor requested a selection from one of his works, Perillo responded, "I really don't play."
Yet Perillo has written many serious works for a range of instruments, though occasionally with whimsical titles, such as "Hangoverture," "Requiem for a Goldfish" and "Crushed Tomatoes." His "Magnificat for a New Millennium" was performed on a Centaur Records CD that also includes chorale works by Beethoven and Schubert. Other compositions have been recorded by the St. Petersburg Symphony Orchestra, the Russian Festival Orchestra and the Bogota-based trio, Palisades Virtuosi. In December, the trio performed a new Perillo piece for piano, flute and clarinet at its holiday gala in Ridgewood.
"He's very modest—and he shouldn't be," says flutist Margaret Swinchoski of Bogota, who founded Palisades Virtuosi with clarinetist Donald Mokrynski of Cresskill and pianist Ron Levy of Teaneck. (Perillo is a member of the advisory board.) Swinchoski says Perillo's work is "challenging to play technically," but adds that it's "very user-friendly…. The average person who has not studied form, theory and structure can listen to it and enjoy it."
Says pianist Levy, "Steve is hyperkinetic…totally curious about everything. He's got a childlike aspect that I just love. He's refreshing to be around."
Perillo says there's no magic to his music. "You just try to find something that works, and by working, that means it's logical and it's emotional at the same time." Sometimes he gets "germs of new ideas" from folk music he hears during his travels. "I record stuff on my iPhone, and when I get back, I input it by ear," he says. "The past is a stepping stone. No one invents anything; you add a little bit onto what the last person did."
Back in the music room, two photos of Perillo's paternal ancestors stare down from the walls. There's great-grandfather Paolo Raffaele Trojano, a humanist philosopher who taught at the University of Turin in the early 20th century, and grandfather Joseph, a lawyer who emigrated to America from the Neapolitan city of San Giuseppe Vesuviano two years after Mussolini took power. In 1945, Joseph started the touring company his grandson now heads. But first, he turned it over to his son, Mario.
In the 1960s and '70s, Mario Perillo navigated a sea change from individual travel by steamship—the mainstay of his father's business—to escorted tours via chartered jets: "Three 747s-full a week" in the years immediately following airline deregulation, recalls his son.
Now, Perillo 3.0 is excited about the possibility of fully exploiting the Internet, which initially seemed to be bringing the curtain down on the wholesale travel industry. His company's new booking application, italyvacations.com—he calls it the "travel genie"—is designed to do what he says the online travel behemoths like Expedia have been unable to: let users plan and instantly confirm complex, multicity itineraries and activities. It launches this month.
Even before Steve Perillo took the helm of his family's business upon his father's death in 2003, the company had expanded its offerings with packages to Bermuda, the Bahamas and Hawaii. Today, the firm offers guided trips to various countries and custom Learning Journeys tailored to interests ranging from birding to religion. Its intrepid CEO is as likely to go to Iceland on an inspection visit (which he did in November for a client, the Smithsonian Institution) as he is to Italy.
Whereas Mario, a lawyer like his father, enjoyed two-martini business lunches and cultivated a suave, paterfamilias image as Mr. Italy, his son is more likely to be found eating a tuna sandwich from Panera Bread at his desk. In his TV spots, he projects a low-key style. While the TV commercials are filmed on location, his weekly videos are recorded before a green screen in the basement of the palazzo-esque headquarters that his father built in Woodcliff Lake in 1987. His go-to prop isn't a Ferrari, but Harry, his golden retriever. The company's fail-safe, however, remains its ability to satisfy empty nesters' seemingly insatiable appetite for carefree travel to Italy's most famous trio. "If you want to make money, you offer trips to Rome, Florence and Venice over and over again," says Perillo. "Most people in this country don't have a passport. They're going to go once in their life, and they want to see the basics—as they should."
Perillo knows the score intimately. As a child, he helped stuff envelopes with travel brochures. By the time he went to college, he'd been to Italy a dozen times.
Perillo took up guitar at 11, piano around 15. He attended Boston University's School of Music, where he studied piano, and studied composition under David Del Tredici, who would go on to win a Pulitzer Prize in 1980. Del Tredici encouraged his student's interest in melodic composition rather than the atonal work that dominated the era.
"He was very enthusiastic and wrote pieces with a lot of energy: slow, melodic, then rhythmic excited pieces," recalls Del Tredici, who retired in 2016 as distinguished professor of music at City College of New York and is still composing at 80. As for the family business, Del Tredici says, "I always thought that music was probably his way of getting away from that, a little window into some other world that he loved."
After graduating in 1978, Perillo tried to make a career of music, writing background pieces for corporate videos and hosting a 15-minute weekly radio show, "Stephen at the Steinway," on WVNJ from 1980 to 1982. "I was into classical music, and that's not viable. There's less interest in classical music now than there ever has been in our lifetime," he says. "You have to make it in your 20s, otherwise, you're playing weddings and bar mitzvahs." With no interest in teaching music, he joined the family business full-time, rising to president of the firm in 1997.
Though Perillo travels about every two months, he's typically at his office from 9:30 am to 6:30 pm, six days a week, with a few hours on Sundays as well. "It's only about a mile away," he says. "I walk my dog to work."
He lives alone—"zero stress"—seemingly disinterested in ever starting a family of his own. Yet family is nearby. His sisters—Christine Pepper, a mother of two, and Linda Zazzali, a mother of eight who blogs at therealhipmom.com—live on the same cul-de-sac.
Though Perillo says he's "much better traveled in the last 20 years," he still has visited only one country in Africa, most of Asia and much of the United States. His own travel wish list includes Southeast Asia and the islands off the coast of Sicily. He says he'd like to tour the United States in a "country-music-star type of bus," exclaiming, "Wouldn't that be fun?"
But business beckons. Come the new year, he says, "I'll be here. January, February, March: When you're selling travel, especially European travel, that's when everyone books."
Mary Ann Castronovo Fusco is a writer and editor based in Leonia. Her website is macfusco.com.
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This is a true picture of Stephen Perillo…The Steve, that has evolved to be the person he is today! I am very proud of the man he has become…Perillo Tours is in good hands…his father, Mario Perillo and grandfather, Joseph Perillo are smiling down at Stephen Perillo!!!


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9 CB's popped; 3 x MMC power, CADS, 2 x AOA HTR, PITOT HTR, GPS and Radar ant CB's popped. The pitot heater harnes was burned. The radome was black inside and the L/H horizontal stabiliser and ISA had clear damage from the lightning exiting through the static dischargers.
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Bowmanville GO Station is a planned GO Transit train station to be built by Metrolinx in the community of Bowmanville, Ontario. It will be the terminus station of GO Transit's approved expansion of train service on the Lakeshore East line, and will become a transit hub for Durham Region Transit and GO Transit. Approximately 770 parking spaces will be provided on the south side of the station. A bus loop and a "Kiss and Ride" area will be included. The station is expected to open in 2024.

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Tennis | July 20, 2019
Stats show the three hardest Grand Slams till date have not been won by either Novak Djokovic, Roger Federer or Rafael Nadal
In what comes as a huge surprise for tennis buffs, statistics have revealed that it is not the trio of Novak Djokovic, Roger Federer and Rafael Nadal who have won the most difficult of Grand Slams in the recent years.
In fact, it is former World no. 3 Stan Wawrinka who has the won the three most difficult Grand Slam titles in recent years when you factor in the relative difficulty of the majors in recent times.
According to UltimateTennisStatistics.com, "Relative Title Difficulty Factor represents how hard was to win the title compared to winning an average title of the same tournament level (Difficulty Factor of 1.315 means that a title was 31.5% harder to win compared to an average title of the same tournament level)."
The Swiss star won the Australian Open in 2014, the French Open in 2015 and the US Open in 2016 to collect the three Grand Slams of his career and the stats show those were the three most difficult titles to win in recent history.
The 2015 Roland Gaross had a relative difficult of 1.619 (meaning it was 61.9 per cent harder to win than average) while the 2014 Australian Open was won by Wawrinka with the difficulty at 1.590. The relative difficulty of the 2016 US Open win was at 1.548.
Wawrinka overcame second-seeded Djokovic in the quarterfinals of the 2014 Australian Open before beating top seed Nadal in the final to lift the first of his three Grand Slams.
Meanwhile, in the 2015 French Open, he defeated second seed Federer in the quarterfinals before overcoming top seed Djokovic in the final. At the US Open in 2016, Stan defeated Kei Nishikori in the semis before once again beating Djokovic to claim the title.
Stan Wawrinka eyes glory at...
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Home Tennis Stats show the three hardest Grand Slams till date have not been won by either Novak Djokovic, Roger Federer or Rafael Nadal


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The Bills think WR Donald Jones is growing into a bigger role.
Dolphins offensive coordinator Mike Sherman says this week's game against the Bills will test his team's character.
At least the Jets locker room is in better shape than last season.
After beating the Raiders, Ravens coach Jim Harbaugh had some praise for defensive coordinator Dean Pees.
Bengals coaches were happy with the effort of their defense on Sunday.
Browns WR Greg Little credits a meeting with former NBA player Alonzo Mourning for helping him become more focused.
The Steelers are going to have to experience life without QB Ben Roethlisberger.
The Titans will have to guard against a letdown with the Jaguars following the Bears on the schedule.
Injuries will force the healthy remaining Colts defenders to step up their games.
Jaguars DE George Selvie has taken advantage of his opportunity.
Using WR Kenny Britt more effectively is on the Titans' to-do list.
The Broncos are concerned about RB Willis McGahee's fumbles.
Sam Mellinger of the Kansas City Star calls the Chiefs getting a group celebration penalty for a touchdown called back by a different penalty the "Chiefs-est" thing of the season.
Raiders coach Dennis Allen thinks the team's struggles stem from a combination of effort, scheme and talent.
The Chargers expect to be without DT Aubrayo Franklin for a while.
Bruce Carter and Sean Lee appear to have the Cowboys set for a long while at inside linebacker.
The Giants said injuries were only part of the reason why RB Ahmad Bradshaw saw less playing time last weekend.
Jeff McLane of the Philadelphia Inquirer doesn't think the Eagles using RB LeSean McCoy more would have changed the outcome of their loss to the Cowboys.
Redskins WR Santana Moss says he's feeling well after recuperating from a concussion.
LB Nick Roach played a strong game for the Bears on Sunday night.
Lions coach Jim Schwartz praised the play of DT Ndamukong Suh against the Vikings.
Packers WR Greg Jennings wants to return faster than his doctors will allow.
Is Vikings RB Adrian Peterson better now than he was when he hurt his knee?
Falcons coaches don't score well on this report card from Sunday.
Another firing in Carolina could foreshadow the end for coach Ron Rivera.
The Buccaneers could point to their big advantage in turnover ratio as part of the reason for their winning streak.
There will be tweaks made to the Cardinals coming out of the bye week.
Coach Jeff Fisher defended his clock management late in regulation in the Rams' loss.
49ers coach Jim Harbaugh spoke to a group of high school coaches on Monday.
Coach Pete Carroll would like to see better efforts on the road from the Seahawks.


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I never got professional pictures done in any of my pregnancies until now and I must say I AM SO HAPPY THAT I DID IT!
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Tag: Clowns
Why Clowns Are So Scary?
With clowns and clown attacks making news headlines around the world it's hardly surprising that more and more people are developing a fear of clowns.
But even before this latest phenomenon, a good percentage of the population are known to have suffered from a phobia of clowns – or 'coulrophobia'.
In fact, it's thought that around 2% of the population suffer from clown phobia, with the 'ihateclowns' Facebook page listing almost half a million likes.
Why Are Clowns So Scary?
Perhaps the main reason why clowns can appear so frightening is because the clown's make-up makes it impossible to read genuine human emotion.
In order to feel safe, as sighted people we depend on visual cues, facial expressions especially help us to quickly assess a person's character.
With the clown's painted face we just cannot do that. The person is hiding behind the make-up, and if a person is hiding we might think that he has something to hide – perhaps even something not at all nice.
Menace Behind the Make-Up
We might feel that there's something dark or sinister lurking behind the make-up – as was the case with the American mass murderer John Wayne Gacey who in the 1970s, dressed as a clown called 'Pogo, killed over 35 young people. In fact, Gacey is reported to have said that as a clown "you can get away with murder". He didn't of course, since he was executed for his crimes.
The 'menace behind the make-up' is something that the movies have picked up on. Heath Ledger's version of 'The Joker' in the Batman movie for example was made up as a clown, and this made him seem even more menacing, more unsettling.
And of course there is an element of lunacy in the clown's antics, something unpredictable and out of control about them that can be really unsettling, something that perhaps disturbs our sense of 'normality'.
The Cultural Factor
There seems to be a cultural factor in children's response to clowns, however. Research from the University of Sheffield in the UK, for example, found that most children disliked and even feared images of clowns.
While Italian researchers found that children hospitalized for respiratory illnesses got better faster after playing with 'therapeutic clowns'.
Whatever the reason for people's dislike or fear of clowns, the 'clown attacks' now hitting the news will certainly add to this, perhaps for years to come.
Source by Peter James Field…


Chocolate muffins are a classic you can vary in all eternity with different toppings and fillings. This is a basic recipe that you can experiment with and add flavors or toppings of your liking. A couple of my favorites are to stir pieces of white chocolate in the batter or flavor them with orange. Or why not a creamy chocolate topping?
A lot of new vegans feels like it's too complicated to bake vegan with new ingredients and to bake in a different way then they're used to. These muffins are therefore made of ingredients that most people have at home. They are easy to make and makes it easy to choose a vegan alternative!
If you want tips on more vegan sweets that are great for both dessert and to have with a cup of coffee, I would highly recommend my raw coconut caramel cheesecake, which has received nice reviews from those who tried it.
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A basic recipe of the classic chocolate muffin.
Beat the butter and sugar until it's well mixed.
Add the milk and lemon juice and stir until mixed.
Add flour, cocoa powder, vanilla extract and baking powder and stir to a smooth batter.
Divide the batter into 12 pieces of muffin molds filled to ¾.
Bake for 15-20 minutes, use a test stick to see if they're ready, the test stick should come out clean.
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Frankliniella occidentalis Official Gene Set OGSv1.1
The *Frankliniella occidentalis* genome was recently sequenced and annotated as part of the i5k pilot project by the Baylor College of Medicine. The *Frankliniella occidentalis* research community has manually reviewed and curated the computational gene predictions and generated an official gene set, OGSv1.0. OGSv1.0 was generated by merging gene set FOCC-V0.5.3-Models generated by the Baylor College of Medicine, and community-curated models in the Apollo software, after QC of the Apollo output. After the merge, scaffolds that were likely bacterial contamination were identified by John H. Werren, and gene models overlapping with these contaminated regions were removed from the OGS.
Halyomorpha halys Official Gene Sets v1.0 and v1.1
This dataset presents the *Halyomorpha halys* Official Gene Set (OGS) v1.0 and v1.1. The OGS is an integration of automatic gene predictions from NCBI's eukaryotic annotation pipeline, [NCBI Halyomorpha halys Annotation Release 100](https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/genome/annotation_euk/Halyomorpha_halys/100/), with manual annotations by the research community (performed via the Apollo manual curation software, http://genomearchitect.org/).
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Oncopeltus fasciatus Official Gene set v1.1
Oncopeltus fasciatus genome was recently sequenced and annotated as part of the i5k pilot project by the Baylor College of Medicine. The O. fasciatus research community has manually reviewed and curated the computational gene predictions and generated an official gene set, OGSv1.1. This dataset presents the Oncopeltus fasciatus Official Gene Set (OGS) v1.1. The OGS is an integration of automatic gene predictions from Maker (done by Dan Hughes at Baylor) with manual annotations by the research community (done via Web Apollo).
Cimex Lectularius Genome Assembly 1.0
The Baylor College of Medicine recently sequenced and annotated the Cimex lectularius genome as part of the i5k pilot project. The C. lectularius research community has manually reviewed and curated the computational gene predictions and generated an official gene set, OGSv1.2. This dataset presents the Cimex lectularius genome v1.0. This assembly version is the pre-release version, prior to filtering and quality control by the National Center for Biotechnology Information's GenBank resource.
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The Baylor College of Medicine recently sequenced and annotated the Cimex lectularius genome as part of the i5k pilot project. The C. lectularius research community has manually reviewed and curated the computational gene predictions and generated an official gene set, OGSv1.2. This dataset presents the Cimex lectularius Official Gene Set (OGS) v1.1. The OGS is an integration of automatic gene predictions from MAKER with manual annotations by the research community.


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New York was and will be the most exciting and alive city in the world. It is the city that never sleeps so no matter how tired you are, you have to walk around all the street and see the most interesting and wonderful places from New Nork. So if you plan a visit in this city take a lot of energy with you because you will have a lot of fun here.
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Each tourists has to have in his list " The Empire State Building"or also named "New York's Representative Building". This bulding is the tallest from the city, and the 86th floor is the one where all the tourists admire the unforgettable view of the city. There you can feel really "high", because the building is the third tallest skyscraper in the United States and 15th tallest in the world. Du...
Times Square is considered the symbol of New York City. It is an amazing skyscraper that has a lot of neon signs,huge monitors,tickers and sparkling windows. Times Square –the heart of nightlife in New York has the same fame like Las Vegas in Nevada. This place is also famous for the day of 31st of December when gathers millions of people to celebrate the New Year. This tradition was born for about one century ago, in...
Rockefeller Center is a complex of 19 commercial buildings between 48th and 51st streets in New York City, located in the center of Manhattan. Rockefeller Center firstly known as Radio City is located where should be located the Metropolitan Opera. The design of the center is made by the american arhitect Benjamin Wistar Morris. He inspired from Grand Central Terminal Complex and includes a landscape garden and a monumental opera...
Central Park is a unique place that makes New York to seem alive. The huge park is located in the center of Manhattan and holds about 843 acres. The park offers a lot of playgrounds, baseball areas, tennis courts, ice rinks, a lot of lakes, theatres, also considers to be the home for Central Park Zoo and for The Metropolitan Museum of Art. When the City of New York bought the place for Central Park in 1853 it was far away from civiliza...
Washington Square Park is some of the well known New York's public parks. Located at one foot from the Fifth Avenue is a exceptional landscape in Manhattan. It is an open space with beautiful traditions, the park's fountain for a long time was the most popular spot for residents and tourists. The two magnifient features of the park are the Washington Arch's and a very large fountain. The park also includes a lot of trees, gradens...
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Fifth Avenue crosses Midtown Manhattan between 49th street and 60th street , is lined with prestigious shops that considers to be the most expensive shopping streets in the world. Fifth Avenue is an traditional route for several parades in New York City, and the longest one is St.Patrick's parade. On Fifth Avenue there are enough over-the –top shopping areas to satisfy everyboby's taste. You can spend your time b...
Battery City Park is not only the most famous park in New York but also an historical place. It is a 92 acres public park located at the Battery in the Southern side of Manhattan Island, in New York City. The park is also the place for the East Coast Memorial that commemorates the U.S solders who died defending the coastal waters of the western Atlantic Ocean during the World War II. Battery City Park is a neighborhood...
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Harris' Higher Education hijinks
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Michael Bergin explores whether Simon Harris has done well in his new role as Minister for Further and Higher Education, Innovation, Research and Science.
By Michael Bergin | Sep 25 2020
In politics, it is rarely those who are only used to winning that succeed, but rather, those who can take a loss and not be deterred. Perhaps nobody knows that more than a Health Minister.
Four years into the job, Simon Harris had escaped with a relatively clean record. True, he had presided over the CervicalCheck scandal, which rightly enraged a misled public, and also managed to blow over €2 billion on a new National Children's Hospital (the most expensive in the world), which prompted a motion of no confidence. However, there were good days too. In 2018, after generations of struggle, the Eighth Amendment was repealed and the Oireachtas was permitted to legislate for abortion, making Harris an extremely popular figure. Temporarily.
By January 2020, Harris was a hugely influential figure in Fine Gael, with a guaranteed future at the top of Irish politics. That was, until the whole world came crashing down. In February, Sinn Fein's unprecedented electoral success signalled the end of traditional Irish politics, and forced a long and drawn-out period of negotiations between Fianna Fail and Fine Gael to form a government. Not that Minister Harris had much time to devote to these talks. Instead, the minister had to implement Ireland's response to the Covid-19 crisis, which in itself made him a household name and the focus of much scrutiny. By June, these talks had resulted in a government formation deal. And what was the reward for Minister Harris, after months of hard work, sleepless nights and gritty determination? Demotion.
For Harris, a completely new position was created. The Minister of Further and Higher Education, Research, Innovation and Science (or the elegantly acronymic FAHERIAS), would have special responsibility for higher education institutions and universities, and immediately faced a number of challenges. Firstly, with the position being totally new, Harris would have to convince the public that there was genuinely a need for a Minister for Higher Education, and that the job could not be efficiently done under the remit of the Minister for Education. Secondly, he would have to ensure that universities were able to return in some form for the academic year, while keeping students' unions on side. Finally, he would have to provide supports to students who may not be returning to college due to Covid-19. All told, not an easy task.
To begin with, the friction between Harris and his colleagues in the Fianna Fail party seemed to have created some inconsistencies in the running of the department. For instance, when the tough news was broken to higher-level students that colleges would be allowed to charge the full €3,000 administration fees regardless of the amount of time a student will spend in college, the announcement was made by the Minister for Education and Skills, Fianna Fail's Norma Foley. Why would the government go to the trouble of creating a whole new department, only for the Minister of another department to make announcements on its behalf? Where exactly did the remit of the Minister for Education stop with regards to higher education? For a new department, this was surprisingly unclear. Of course, some will say it was a political decision, with Simon Harris not wanting to make more unwelcome announcements immediately after putting the whole country into lockdown. However, the uncertainty remained.
And so, possibly conscious of said uncertainty, it became ever more apparent that Harris had to make a positive announcement, and fast, in order to maintain his credibility in the new role. This announcement came in the form of a €168 million package of support for universities and higher education institutes, which crucially not only went to the provision of Perspex screens and PPE in universities, but also was spent on supports for students who will be learning from home. This helped students who would otherwise have missed out on educational opportunities due to geographical or economic factors. Harris' messaging on the issue of the new higher academic year has also been clear. He has repeatedly stated that while the new college year will of course be different than ever before, it must not be inferior. This reassuring messaging comes as a relief to students, who so often this year have been faced with blinding uncertainty.
In order to further clear up this uncertainty, Harris has committed to publishing a new further and higher education roadmap, which will provide clarity at a time when it is needed most.
The fees border on extortionate at the best of times and are a major disincentive for students from poorer socioeconomic backgrounds.
Of course, there are those who say that Harris has not done enough. Colleges will be operating in a severely reduced fashion this year, and some would argue that there is no way that they should be allowed to charge the same fees as any other 'normal' year. From an objective viewpoint, this seems hard to justify. The fees border on extortionate at the best of times and are a major disincentive for students from poorer socioeconomic backgrounds. As well as this, there has been broad criticism over the manner in which colleges seem to be returning, with there being no general consensus as to which way is the most suitable. While some colleges opt for a phased, one-week-on, two-weeks-off approach, others have opted for a more consistent return. This lack of unity amongst colleges will be one of the major challenges Simon Harris will face as he goes forward.
Simon Harris is not a man who will make the correct decision every time. He has however proven over his political career to be able to acknowledge, survive, and learn from his mistakes - an attribute far more important. In his dealings with the realm of higher education and his plans to get students back to colleges, mistakes have been made. However, there is nothing to indicate that Harris won't improve on these mistakes in the future.
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Stun baton
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Skill Melee Weapons 0
Dmg/Attack 12 (14.3)
Crit Dmg 8
Attacks/Sec 2.3 AP -
Weight 1 Value 110
Base ID 00166b95
The stun baton is a companion weapon which was cut from Fallout: New Vegas.
This was supposed to be ED-E's melee weapon, but was cut from the game. When equipped and used by the player it will show nothing in the player's hands. When attacking an inanimate object, a spark effect is produced, and when used on an non-player character they will suffer from the same incendiary effect as the flamer or shiskebab.
In the G.E.C.K. it has the editor ID "EDEStunBaton". It also has an upgraded version called "Electrical Zap", a name shared with ED-E's laser beam attack.
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Head coach Bill O'Brien added a late commit to Penn State' 2012 recruiting class on Thursday in Brennan Franklin, a 6-foot-2 linebacker from Peoria, Ariz. Franklin, who signed a tender offer, becomes the first player to commit to the Nittany Lions program in the wake of NCAA sanctions announced earlier this week.
He will be eligible to play this season but will likely redshirt and leaves for State College on Friday. Beforehand, he was set to play this season at Eastern Arizona College after receiving no offers from either in-state schools, Arizona or Arizona State, or any school from a BCS conference.
"It's a dream for every linebacker to play there," Franklin told the Arizona Republic.
"I know there's a mess out there, but it's one of the best schools to go to. If I went to New Mexico or New Mexico State or Indiana, they wouldn't be he going to a bowl game anyway. I get to play in stadium with 107,000 people. I get a great degree at the end of the day."
Penn State is currently facing a four-year postseason amid other penalties. Franklin, though, didn't appear overly concerned.
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Chemistry (General)
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Advances in Quantum Chemistry
Rufus Ritchie, A Gentleman and A Scholar
Rufus Ritchie, A Gentleman and A Scholar, Volume 80
Serial Volume Editors: John Sabin Jens Oddershede
Published Date: 10th January 2020
View all volumes in this series: Advances in Quantum Chemistry
Expected Release date: January 10, 2020
1. Inelastic electron excitation of transition metal atoms on metal surfaces: Kondo resonances as a function of the crystal field splitting
Fernando Flores
2. Role of local field effects in surface plasmon characteristics
Pedro Miguel Echenique
3. Correlated model atom in a time-dependent external field: Sign effect in the energy shift
Inigo Aldazabal
4. Dipole-bound states contributions to the formation of anionic carbonitriles in the ISM : a multireference approach for C3N
Franco A. Gianturco
5. Energy loss of charged particles in collision with atoms and surfaces
Karoly Tokesi
6. Dipole oscillator dependent properties for C, F, Si, and Cl
Jens Oddershede and Remigio Cabrera Trujillo
7. Role of electron-phonon interaction in the dynamics of excited electrons in surface states on Cu(110) and Ag(110)
Evgenii Vladimirovich Chulkov
8. Quantum-well states in the K(2x2)/Cu(111) and K(2x2)/Pt(111) systems
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Stephan P. A. Sauer, John R. Sabin and Jens Oddershede
Rufus Ritchie, A Gentleman and A Scholar, Volume 80 in the Advances in Quantum Chemistry series celebrates the life and work of Rufus Ritchie, one of the great physicists and gentlemen of the past 100 years. Sections cover Inelastic electron excitation of transition metal atoms on metal surfaces: Kondo resonances as a function of the crystal field splitting, Role of local field effects in surface plasmon characteristics, Correlated model atom in a time-dependent external field: Sign effect in the energy shift, Dipole-bound states contributions to the formation of anionic carbonitriles in the ISM: a multireference approach for C3N, and much more.
Presents surveys of current topics in this rapidly-developing field that has emerged at the cross section of the historically established areas of mathematics, physics, chemistry and biology
Features detailed reviews written by leading international researchers
Chemical physicists, bio-physicists, and materials physicists
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John R. Sabin is Professor of Physics and Chemistry Emeritus at the University of Florida, and Adjungeret Professor at the University of Southern Denmark. He received the AB degree from Williams College in 1962 and the PhD from the University of New Hampshire in 1966. Thereafter he was a postdoctoral student at Uppsala University and at Northwestern University. He was Assistant Professor at the University of Missouri for three years (1968-1971) and then came to the University of Florida where he has been since.
Sabin's research interest is in the theoretical description of the interaction of fast charged baryon projectiles with atomic and molecular targets, both as neutrals and ions. In this work, he uses molecular quantum mechanics to describe such interactions. In particular, he is interested in the mechanism of absorption of the projectile's mechanical energy by the target, where it is mostly converted to electronic energy, which is measured by the target's mean excitation energy. He has written some 250 articles in this and related fields.
Sabin is editor of Advances in Quantum Chemistry and has been editor of the International Journal of Quantum Chemistry. He has edited some 90 volumes and proceedings.
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Jens Oddershede is Professor of Chemistry Emeritus at University of Southern Denmark and Adjunct Professor of Chemistry at University of Florida. He graduated from Aarhus University in 1970 with a degree in chemistry and physics with a thesis in quantum chemistry directed by Professor Jan Linderberg. He was awarded the dr. scient. degree from Aarhus University in 1978 and Dr. Science h.c. from University of Florida in 2014. Oddershede was a postdoctoral fellow 1971-73 at University of Utah (Frank E. Harris) and came to University of Southern Denmark in 1977 where he has been since. He was Dean of Science 1992-2001 and University President 2001-2014 at the same university. His research interest focusses on theoretical molecular physics and quantum chemistry, in particular the development and applications of methods (polarization propagator methods) for direct calculation of electronic spectra and properties related to spectra. Also the calculation of stopping powers and shell corrections as well as mean excitation energies and other dipole oscillator strength sum rules are among the current research interests.
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Gangland kingpin Carl Williams was behind the murder of Melbourne underworld figure Graham "The Munster" Kinniburgh and provided guns to the two shooters, a court has heard.
Williams told detectives Stephen Asling and Terrence Blewitt shot Kinniburgh outside his Kew home in 2003, the Melbourne Magistrates Court was told Tuesday.
Williams said he procured the killing, provided the firearms and that Blewitt was now dead, Homicide Detective Sergeant Sol Solomon told the murder committal hearing for Asling, 55.
Blewitt went missing in 2004 and human remains believed to be his were found in an industrial area in Melbourne earlier this year.
Det Serg Solomon gave evidence that Williams volunteered the information when he was being interviewed in December, 2008 about the execution of Christine and Terrence Hodson.
At the time, Williams was serving a life sentence with a minimum 35 years at Barwon Prison.
After completing two statements on the Hodson murders, Williams said he was willing to make a statement about what he knew about the unsolved Kinniburgh murder, Det Serg Solomon said.
But Williams indicated he would need an indemnity before making a statement about that case.
Det Serg Solomon said he wanted to see how things went in relation to Williams giving evidence in the Hodson case first.
However, Williams never ended up providing a statement about Kinniburgh because he was murdered at Barwon Prison in 2010.
The court was told at least three guns were used to execute Kinniburgh, 62, one of which was found resting on his wrist.
He died from injuries to his head, chest and abdomen.
Kathleen Stanton, the former lover of Terrence Blewitt, named as the other shooter, told the court he was agitated and stressed after Kinniburgh's death and listening to all the media reports.
She also said in her witness statement that after learning gangland figure Lewis Moran was killed, Blewitt "appeared to be pissed off and said something like, "that was f**king mine. That was my job and someone took it off me."


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The Chilean Girls
By Mario Vargas Llosa, Translated by Edith Grossman
ISSUE: Summer 2007
That was a fabulous summer. Pérez Prado and his twelve-professor orchestra came to liven up the Carnival dances at the Club Terrazas of Miraflores and the Lawn Tennis of Lima; a national mambo championship was organized in Plaza de Acho, which was a great success in spite of the threat by Cardinal Juan Gualberto Guevara, Archbishop of Lima, to excommunicate all the couples who took part; and my neighborhood, the Barrio Alegre of the Miraflores streets Diego Ferré, Juan Fanning, and Colón, competed in some Olympic games of mini-soccer, cycling, athletics, and swimming with the neighborhood of Calle San Martín, which, of course, we won.
Extraordinary things happened during that summer of 1950. For the first time Cojinoba Lañas fell for a girl—the redhead Seminauel—and she, to the surprise of all of Miraflores, said yes. Cojinoba forgot about his limp and from then on walked around the streets thrusting out his chest like Charles Atlas. Tico Tiravante broke up with Ilse and fell for Laurita, Víctor Ojeda fell for Ilse and broke up with Inge, Juan Barreto fell for Inge and broke up with Ilse. There was so much sentimental restructuring in the neighborhood that we were in a daze, people kept falling in and out of love, and when they left the Saturday night parties the couples weren't always the same as when they came in. "How indecent!" said my scandalized aunt Alberta, with whom I had lived since the death of my parents.
The waves at the Miraflores beaches broke twice, the first time in the distance, two hundred meters from shore, and that's where those of us who were brave went to ride them in without a board, and they carried us a hundred meters to the spot where they died only to reform into huge, elegant waves and break again in a second explosion that carried body-surfers smoothly to the pebbles on the beach.
During that extraordinary summer, at the parties in Miraflores, everybody stopped dancing waltzes, corridos, blues, boleros, and huarachas because the mambo had demolished them. The mambo, an earthquake that had all the couples—children, adolescents, and grown-ups—at the neighborhood parties moving, jumping, leaping, and cutting a figure. And certainly the same thing was happening outside Miraflores, beyond our world and our life, in Lince, Breña, Chorrillos, or the even more exotic neighborhoods of La Victoria, downtown Lima, Rímac, and El Porvenir, where we, the Miraflorans, had never set foot and didn't ever plan to set foot.
And just as we had moved on from waltzes and huarachas, sambas and polkas to the mambo, we also moved on from skates and scooters to bicycles, and some, Tato Monje and Tony Espejo, for example, to motor scooters, and even one or two to cars, like Luchín, the overgrown kid in the neighborhood, who sometimes stole his father's Chevrolet convertible and took us for a ride along the seawalks, from Terrazas to the stream at Armendáriz, at a hundred miles an hour.
But the most notable event of that summer was the arrival in Miraflores, all the way from Chile, their distant country, of two sisters whose flamboyant appearance and unmistakable way of speaking, very fast, swallowing the last syllables of words and ending their sentences with an aspirated exclamation that sounded like pué, threw all of us Miraflores boys, who had just changed our short pants for long trousers, for a loop. And me more than the rest.
The younger one seemed like the older one, and vice versa. The older one was named Lily and was a little shorter than Lucy, who was a year younger. Lily couldn't have been more than fourteen or fifteen years old, and Lucy no more than thirteen or fourteen. The adjective flamboyant seemed invented just for them, but though Lucy was flamboyant it wasn't to the same degree as her sister, not only because her hair was shorter and not as blond as Lily's, and because she dressed more soberly, but also because she was quieter, and when it was time to dance, though she also cut a figure and moved her waist with a boldness no Miraflores girl dared attempt, she seemed like a modest, inhibited, almost colorless girl compared to that spinning top, that flame in the wind, that will-o'-the-wisp Lily became when the records were all stacked on the automatic changer, the mambo exploded, and we started to dance.
Lily danced with a delicious rhythm and a good deal of grace, smiling and softly singing the words to the song, raising her arms, showing her knees, and moving her waist and shoulders so that her entire body, to which her skirts and blouses clung so perversely and with so many curves, seemed to shake, vibrate, and take part in the dance from the ends of her hair down to her feet. Whoever danced the mambo with her always had a hard time, because how could anyone go on and not be ensnared by the demonic whirlwind of those madly leaping legs and feet? Impossible! You were left behind from the beginning, very conscious of the fact that the eyes of all the couples were focused on Lily's mambistic feats. "What a girl!" said my aunt Alberta indignantly. "She dances like Tongolele, like a rumbera in a Mexican movie. Well, let's not forget she's Chilean," she'd say in response to herself, "and virtue isn't the strong point of women in that country."
I fell in love with Lily like a calf, which is the most romantic way to fall in love—it was also called "heating up to a hundred degrees"—and during that unforgettable summer, I fell three times. The first, in the upper balcony of the Ricardo Palma, the movie house in Parque Central in Miraflores, during the Sunday matinee, and she told me no, she was still very young to have a boyfriend. The second time, at the skating rink that opened that summer at the foot of Parque Salazar, and she told me no, she had to think about it, because though she liked me a little, her parents had asked her not to have a boyfriend until she finished the fourth year and she was still in the third. And the last time a few days before the trouble, in the Cream Rica on Avenida Larco, while we were having a vanilla milk shake, and of course, again she said no, why would she say yes if we seemed to be going steady just the way we were? Weren't we always together at Marta's when we played Truth or Dare? Didn't we sit together on the Miraflores beach? At parties didn't she dance with me more than anybody else? Then why would she give me a formal yes if all of Miraflores already thought we were going steady? With her model's looks, her dark, mischievous eyes, and her small mouth with full lips, Lily was the incarnation of coquettishness.
"I like everything about you," I would tell her. "But what I like best is the way you talk." It was funny and original because of its intonation and musicality, so different from that of Peruvian girls, and also because of certain expressions, words, and sayings that left the boys in the neighborhood in the dark, trying to guess what they meant and if they contained a hidden joke. Lily spent her time saying things with double meanings, asking riddles or telling jokes so risqué they made the girls in the neighborhood blush. "Those Chilean girls are terrible," my aunt Alberta declared, taking off and putting on her eyeglasses with the air of a high-school teacher concerned that those two strangers would cause the disintegration of Miraflores morality.
In the early years of the 1950s there were still no tall buildings in Miraflores, a neighborhood of one-story houses—two stories at the most—and gardens with their inevitable geraniums, poincianas, laurels, bougainvilleas, and lawns and verandas along which honeysuckle or ivy climbed, with rocking chairs where neighbors waited for nightfall, gossiping or inhaling the scent of the jasmine. In some parks there were ceibo trees thorny with red and pink flowers, and the straight, clean sidewalks were lined with frangipani, jacaranda, and mulberry trees, a note of color along with the flowers in the gardens and the little yellow D'Onofrio ice-cream trucks—the drivers dressed in their uniforms of white smocks and little black caps—that drove up and down the streets day and night, announcing their presence with a Klaxon whose slow ululation had the effect on me of a primitive horn, a prehistoric reminiscence. You could still hear birds singing in that Miraflores, where families cut a pine branch when their girls reached marriageable age because if they didn't, the poor things would become old maids like my aunt Alberta.
Lily never said yes, but the fact is that except for that formality, in everything else we seemed to be going steady. We'd hold hands at matinees in the Ricardo Palma, the Leuro, the Montecarlo, and the Colina, and though it couldn't be said that in the darkness of the balcony we were making out like other, older couples—making out was a formula that included everything from anodyne kisses to the tongue-sucking and wicked touching that had to be confessed to the priest on first Fridays as mortal sins—Lily let me kiss her on the cheek, the edge of her ears, the corner of her mouth, and sometimes, for just a second, she'd touch her lips to mine and move them away with a melodramatic expression: "No, no, absolutely not that, Slim." My friends from the neighborhood made fun of me: "You're like a calf, Slim, you're turning blue, Slim, that crush is melting you, Slim." They never called me by my real name—Ricardo Somocurcio—but always by my nickname. They weren't exaggerating at all: I was so hot for Lily I was burning up.
That summer, because of her, I had a fistfight with Luquen, one of my best friends. During one of those get-togethers the girls and boys of the neighborhood would have at the corner of Colón and Diego Ferré, in the garden of the Chacaltanas, Luquen, trying to be smart, suddenly said the Chilean girls were cheap because they were bleached blondes, not real ones, and that in Miraflores, behind my back, people had started to call them the Camp Followers. I aimed one straight at his chin, which he ducked, and we went to settle our differences in a fight at the corner of the Reserva seawalk, next to the cliffs. We didn't speak to each other for an entire week until, at the next get-together, the girls and boys of the neighborhood made us be friends again.
Every afternoon Lily liked to go to a corner of Parque Salazar overgrown with palm trees, floripondios, and bellflowers, and from the redbrick wall we would contemplate all of Bay of Lima like the captain of a ship contemplating the sea from the bridge. If the sky was clear—and I'd swear the sky was cloudless all that summer and the sun shone on Miraflores every single day—in the background, on the ocean's horizon, you could see the red disk in flames, taking its leave with blazing beams and fiery lights as it sank into the waters of the Pacific. Lily's face focused with the same fervor she brought to taking Communion at twelve o'clock Mass at the Parque Central church, her gaze fixed on the incandescent ball, waiting for the moment when the sea swallowed up the last beam to formulate the wish that the great star, or God, would grant. I had a wish, too, only half-believing it would come true. Always the same one, of course: that she would finally say yes, that we'd go steady, make out, love each other, become engaged and marry and end up in Paris, rich and happy.
From the time I reached the age of reason I had dreamed of living in Paris. My papa was probably to blame, and those books by Paul Féval, Jules Verne, Alexandre Dumas, and so many others he made me read before he died in the accident that left me an orphan. Those novels filled my head with adventures and convinced me that in France life was richer, happier, more beautiful, more everything than anywhere else. That was why, in addition to my English classes at the Instituto Peruano-Norteamericano, I persuaded my aunt Alberta to enroll me at the Alliance Française on Avenida Wilson, where I'd go three times a week to learn the language of the Frenchies. Though I liked to have a good time with my pals from the neighborhood, I was a real bookworm, got good grades, and loved languages.
When my funds allowed, I'd invite Lily to have tea—to say lonche hadn't become fashionable yet—at the Tiendecita Blanca, with its snow-white facade, its little tables and umbrellas on the sidewalk, its pastries out of the Arabian Nights—iced ladyfingers! almond-and-honey cakes filled with blancmange! cream puffs!—bounded by Avenida Larco, Avenida Arequipa, and the Alameda Ricardo Palma shaded by exceedingly tall ficus trees.
Going to the Tiendecita Blanca with Lily for ice cream and a piece of pastry was a joy almost always clouded by the presence of Lucy, her sister, whom I also had to drag along every time we went out. She was not at all uncomfortable being the third wheel, interfering with my making out, preventing me from talking alone with Lily and telling her all the pretty things I dreamed of murmuring into her ear. But even though our conversation had to avoid certain subjects because Lucy was nearby, it was priceless to be with her, to see how her curls danced whenever she moved her head, the mischievousness in her eyes the color of dark honey, to hear that way she had of talking, and at certain careless moments, at the low-cut neckline of her close-fitting blouse, to catch a glimpse of the tops of those round little breasts that were already pointing out, tender buds undoubtedly as firm and soft as young fruits.
"I don't know what I'm doing here like a third wheel with you two," Lucy would sometimes say apologetically. I lied to her: "What an idea! We're happy to have your company, aren't we, Lily?" Lily would laugh with a mocking demon in her eyes and that exclamation: "Sure, puuuuu …"
Taking a stroll along Avenida Pardo under the alameda of ficus trees invaded by songbirds, between the houses on both sides of the street where little boys and girls, watched over by nannies in starched white uniforms, ran around gardens and verandas, was a ritual of that summer. Since Lucy's presence made it difficult for me to talk to Lily about the things I'd have liked to talk about, I steered our conversation toward insipid subjects: plans for the future, for example, like going to Paris to fill a diplomatic post when I had my law degree—because there, in Paris, living was living, France was the country of culture—or perhaps going into politics to help our poor Peru become great and prosperous again, which would mean I'd have to postpone traveling to Europe for a little while. And what about them, what would they like to be, to do, when they grew up? Sensible Lucy had very precise objectives: "First of all, finish school. Then, get a good job, maybe in a record store, that must be a lot of fun." Lily was thinking of a travel agency or being a stewardess for an airline company, if she could convince her parents, that way she'd travel free all around the world. Or maybe a movie star, but she'd never let them take a picture of her in a bikini. Traveling, traveling, seeing every country was what she'd like the most. "Well, at least you've already seen two, Chile and Peru, what else do you want?" I'd say. "Compare that to me, I've never left Miraflores."
The things Lily recounted about Santiago were for me a foretaste of Parisian heaven. I listened to her with so much envy! In that city, unlike here, there were no poor people or beggars in the streets, parents allowed boys and girls to stay at parties until dawn and dance cheek to cheek, and unlike here, you never saw old people like mothers and aunts spying on young people when they danced just to scold them if they went too far. In Chile boys and girls were allowed to see adult movies and, from the time they were fifteen, smoke without hiding. Life was more fun there than it was in Lima because there were more movies, circuses, theaters, shows, and parties with live orchestras, and ice-skating shows and ballet companies and musicals were always coming to Santiago from the United States, and no matter what job they had, Chileans earned two or three times more than Peruvians did here.
But if all this was true, why had the parents of the Chilean girls left that marvelous country and come to Peru? Because at first glance they weren't rich but very poor. For the moment they didn't live the way we did, the girls and boys of Barrio Alegre, in houses with butlers, cooks, maids, and gardeners, but in a little apartment in a narrow, three-story building on Calle Esperanza, near the Gambrinus restaurant. And in the Miraflores of those years, in contrast to what would happen sometime later when tall buildings began to spring up and the little houses disappeared, the only people who lived in apartments were the poor, that diminished species of human to which—ah, how sad—the Chilean girls seemed to belong.
I never saw their parents. They never took me or any girl or boy from the neighborhood home. They never celebrated a birthday or gave a party or invited us to have tea and play, as if they were ashamed to let us see the modesty of the place where they lived. The fact that they were poor and were embarrassed by everything they didn't have filled me with compassion, increased my love for the Chilean girl, and inspired me with altruistic plans: "When Lily and I get married, we'll bring her whole family to live with us."
But my Miraflores friends, especially the girls, were suspicious about Lucy and Lily never opening their doors to us. "Are they so hungry they can't even organize a party?" they asked. "Maybe it's not because they're poor, maybe they're just stingy," said Tico Tiravante, trying to make things better and only making them worse.
The kids in the neighborhood suddenly began to speak badly of the Chilean girls because of their makeup and the clothes they wore, making fun of their scant wardrobe—we all knew by heart those skirts, blouses, and sandals that they combined in all possible ways to hide the fact they had so little—and, filled with righteous indignation, I'd defend them saying that this talk was just envy, green envy, poisonous envy, because at parties the Chilean girls never sat out a dance, all the boys lined up to dance with them—"They let them rub up, of course they don't sit out a dance," replied Laura—or because, at the get-togethers in the neighborhood, at games, at the beach, or in Parque Salazar, they were always the center of attention and all the boys crowded around them, while the rest of the girls . . . "They're show-offs and brazen and with them you boys dare to tell the dirty jokes we wouldn't let you tell us!" Teresita counterattacked—and, finally, because the Chilean girls were great-looking, modern, smart, while our girls were prudish, backward, old-fashioned, narrow-minded, and bigoted. "And proud of it!" said Ilse, mocking us.
But even though they gossiped about them, the girls from Barrio Alegre kept inviting them to parties and going with them in a group to the Miraflores beaches, to twelve o'clock Mass on Sundays, to matinees, and to take the obligatory stroll around Parque Salazar from dusk until the first stars came out, which twinkled in the Lima sky that summer from January to March without, I'm certain, being hidden by clouds for a single day, something that happens four-fifths of the year in this city. They did this because we boys asked them to, and because, at heart, the girls of Miraflores were as fascinated by the Chileans as the bird is by the cobra that hypnotizes before swallowing it, as the saint is by the sinner, the angel by the devil. They envied in these foreigners from the remote land of Chile the freedom they didn't have to go everywhere, to stay out walking or dancing until very late without asking permission for just a little while longer, and without their papa, their mama, their older sister or aunt coming to spy through the windows at a party to see with whom they were dancing, and how, or to take them home because it was already midnight, a time when decent girls weren't dancing or talking on the street with men—that's what show-offs, cheap girls, and mixed-breeds did—but in their own houses and their own beds, dreaming of the angels. They envied the fact that the Chilean girls were so free and easy and danced so boldly, not caring if they showed their knees, and moving their shoulders, their small breasts, their bottoms as no Miraflores girl did, and probably allowing the boys liberties the girls didn't even dare to imagine. But, if they were so free, why didn't either Lily or Lucy want a steady boyfriend? Why did they turn down all of us who fell for them? Lily hadn't said no only to me; she also turned down Lalo Molfino and Lucho Claux, and Lucy had turned down Loyer, Pepe Cánepa, and the early maturing Julio Bienvenida, the first Miraflores boy whose parents, even before he finished school, gave him a Volkswagen for his fifteenth birthday. Why didn't the Chilean girls, who were so free, want boyfriends?
That and other mysteries related to Lily and Lucy were unexpectedly clarified on March 30, 1950, the last day of that memorable summer, at the party given by Marirosa Álvarez-Calderón, the fat little pig. A party that would define an era and remain forever in the memories of everyone who was there. The Álvarez-Calderón house, at the corner of 28 de Julio and La Paz, was the prettiest in Miraflores, and perhaps in Peru, with its gardens of tall trees, yellow tipa flowers, liana vines, rosebushes, and blue-tiled pool. Marirosa's parties always had a band and a swarm of waiters serving pastries, canapés, sandwiches, juice, and all kinds of nonalcoholic drinks all night, parties for which the guests prepared as if we were ascending to heaven. Everything was going wonderfully until, with the lights turned down, a crowd of girls and boys surrounded Marirosa and sang "Happy Birthday," and she blew out the fifteen candles on the cake and we got in line to give her the required embrace.
When it was the turn of Lily and Lucy to give her a hug, Marirosa, a happy little pig whose rolls of fat overflowed her pink dress with the bow in the back, kissed them on the cheek and opened her eyes wide:
"You're Chileans, right? I'm going to introduce you to my aunt Adriana. She's Chilean too, she just arrived from Santiago. Come on, come on."
She took them by the hand and led them inside the house, shouting: "Aunt Adriana, Aunt Adriana, I have a surprise for you."
Through the glass of the long picture window, an illuminated rectangle that framed a large living room with a fireplace, easy chairs, sofas, carpets, walls hung with landscapes and oil portraits, and a dozen ladies and gentlemen holding glasses, I saw Marirosa burst in a few seconds later with the Chilean girls, and I also saw, pale and fleeting, the silhouette of a very tall, very well dressed, very beautiful woman with a cigarette in a long holder, coming forward to greet her young compatriots with a condescending smile.
I went to drink some mango juice and sneak a Viceroy between the cabanas at the pool. There I ran into Juan Barreto, my friend and classmate at the Colegio Champagnat, who'd also come to hide in these abandoned places to have a smoke. He asked me point-blank:
"Would you care if I asked Lily, Slim?"
He knew that even though it looked as if we were going steady, we weren't, and he also knew—like everybody else, he pointed out—that I'd asked her three times and three times she'd turned me down. I replied that I cared a lot, because even though Lily had turned me down this wasn't a game she was playing—it's the way girls were in Chile—but in fact she liked me, it was as if we were going steady, and besides, that night I'd begun to ask her again for the fourth and definitive time, and she was about to say yes when the cake with the fifteen candles for the fat little pig interrupted us. But now, when she came out after talking to Marirosa's aunt, I'd go on asking her and she'd say yes and after tonight she'd be my absolutely genuine girlfriend.
"Well, then, I'll have to ask Lucy," said Juan Barreto said with resignation. "The lousy thing is, compadre, the one I really like is Lily."
I encouraged him to ask Lucy and I promised to put in a good word for him so she'd say yes. He and Lucy and Lily and I would be a sensational foursome.
Talking with Juan Barreto next to the pool and watching the couples on the dance floor as they danced to the beat of the Ormeño Brothers' Orchestra—they might not have been Pérez Prado but they were very good, what trumpets, what drums—we smoked a couple of Viceroys. Why had it occurred to Marirosa to introduce her aunt to Lucy and Lily just at that moment? What were they babbling about for so long? They were ruining my plan, damn it. Because it was true, when they announced the cake with the fifteen candles I'd begun my fourth—and successful this time, I was sure—declaration of love to Lily after convincing the band to play "I Like You," the best bolero for proposing to girls.
They took forever to come back. And they came back transformed: Lucy very pale, with dark circles under her eyes, as if she'd seen a ghost and was recovering from the strong effects of the next world, and Lily in a rage, an embittered expression on her face, her eyes flashing, as if there in the house those fashionable ladies and gentleman had given her a very hard time. Right then I asked her to dance, one of those mambos that was her specialty—"Mambo No. 5"—and I couldn't believe it: Lily couldn't do anything right, she lost the beat, became distracted, made mistakes, stumbled, and her little sailor's hat slipped, making her look fairly ridiculous. She didn't even bother to straighten it. What had happened?
I'm sure that by the time "Mambo No. 5" was over, the entire party knew because the fat little pig had made it her responsibility to tell everyone. What pleasure that little gossip must have felt as she told it in detail, coloring and exaggerating the story as she opened her eyes wide, wider, with curiosity and horror and joy! What unhealthy happiness—what satisfaction and revenge—all the girls from the neighborhood must have felt, the ones who so envied the Chilean girls who came to Miraflores to revolutionize the customs of the children graduating into adolescence that summer!
I was the last to find out, when Lily and Lucy had already mysteriously disappeared, without saying goodbye to Marirosa or anybody else—"champing at the bit with embarrassment" my aunt Alberta would declare—and when the awesome rumor had spread all over the dance floor and cleared away the boys and girls who forgot about the band, their girlfriends and boyfriends, and making out, and went off to whisper, repeat, be alarmed, be exalted, and open wide their eyes brimming over with malice: "You know? You found out? You heard? What do you think? Can you believe it? Can you imagine? Imagine! They're not Chileans! No, no they weren't! Nothing but a story! They're not Chileans, they don't know a thing about Chile! They lied! They fooled us! They invented everything! Marirosa's aunt found them out! What a pair of bandits, what bandits!"
They were Peruvians, that's all they were. Poor things! Poor things! Aunt Adriana, who'd just arrived from Santiago, must have had the surprise of her life when she heard them speak with the accent that had fooled us but that she identified immediately as fake. How bad the Chilean girls must have felt when the fat little pig's aunt, suspecting the farce, began to ask about their family in Santiago, the neighborhood where they lived in Santiago, the school they attended in Santiago, about the relatives and friends of their family in Santiago, making Lucy and Lily swallow the bitterest pill of their short lives, the aunt becoming crueler and crueler until she hounded them from the living room and they were in ruins, spiritually and physically demolished, and she could proclaim to her relatives and friends and the stupefied Marirosa: "In a pig's eye they're Chileans! Those girls never set foot in Santiago, and if they're Chileans, I'm Tibetan!"
That last day of the summer of 1950—I'd just turned fifteen, too—was the beginning of real life for me, the life that separates castles in the air, illusions, and fables from harsh reality.
I never knew with any certainty the complete story of the false Chileans, and neither did anyone else except the two girls, but I did hear conjectures, gossip, fantasies, and supposed revelations that, like a wake of rumors, followed the counterfeit Chileans for a long time even after they ceased to exist—in a manner of speaking—because they were never again invited to parties, or games, or teas, or neighborhood get-togethers. Malicious gossips said that even though the decent girls from Barrio Alegre and Miraflores no longer had anything to do with them and looked away if they passed them on the street, the boys, the fellows, the men did go after them, in secret, the way they went after cheap girls—and what else were Lily and Lucy but two cheap girls from some neighborhood like Breña or El Porvenir who, to conceal their origins, had passed themselves off as foreigners and slipped in among the decent people of Miraflores?—to make out with them, to do those things that only half-breeds and cheap girls let men do.
Later on, I imagine, they began to forget about Lily and Lucy, because other people, other matters eventually replaced that adventure of the last summer of our childhood. But I didn't. I didn't forget them, especially not Lily. And even though so many years have gone by, and Miraflores has changed so much, as have our customs, and barriers and prejudices have been obscured that once were flaunted with insolence (and now are disguised), I kept her in my memory, and evoke her again at times, and hear the mischievous laugh and see the mocking glance of her eyes the color of dark honey, and watch her swaying like a reed to the rhythms of the mambo. And still think that, in spite of my having lived for so many summers, that one was the most fabulous of them all.
Excerpted from The Bad Girl by Mario Vargas Llosa, translated by Edith Grossman, to be published in October 2007 by Farrar, Strauss and Giroux, LLC. Copyright © 2006 by Mario Vargas Llosa. Translation copyright © 2007 by Edith Grossman. All rights reserved.
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A winner of the Nobel Prize for Literature, Mario Vargas Llosa is one of Latin America's most distinguished fiction writers and essayists. He is the author of more than twenty-five books, including the novel The Bad Girl (FSG, 2007), from which "The Chilean Girls" is excerpted.
Edith Grossman
Edith Grossman is one of the most important translators of Latin American fiction in the past century, translating the works of Mario Vargas Llosa, Gabriel García Márquez, Mayra Montero, Augusto Monterroso, Jaime Manrique, Julián Ríos, and Álvaro Mutis. She lives in New York City.
Issue: Summer 2007 Volume 83 # 3
Topics: Peru, Lima, Chile, Latin American literature, nobel laureate
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