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e: with a flashrule, please.
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# ¿ May 17, 2017 01:24
Forever, South Carolina
2,496 words
Aman lugs forward two chipped buckets, with fresh water sloshing around inside both of them. On Pawley's Island, a ways south from former Myrtle Beach, former South Carolina—he had created something for himself, with his peers. They had appropriated the houses, the small houses, the ones that stand on poles on the sloping beachfront property. They had created a community with these houses as the core tenements, with human muscle and human kindness as the ancillary assets. This particular settlement had attracted a certain kind of individual, of which the specificity was somewhat surprising, for the total population of the former state of South Carolina was now just under thirty thousand, at the most optimistic.
The first year had gone swimmingly, all things considered. Aman, along with most everyone else who lived in Forever, alternated strictly and fraternally with the needed tasks: who carried water from the nearby creek, and who gathered firewood and collected beeswax, who cooked, and who tended the makeshift farm that had provided an adequate harvest. When something broke, and someone could fix it, it was fixed. The walk isn't strenuous for Aman, as he's young; he was only seventeen when the Wipe eviscerated the world, and he had planted nearly no personal tendrils of his own, the biggest loss that he had incurred was that of his parents. He was lucky in that regard, and when Forever was founded, a year and change after the events of the Wipe, everybody remaining was still freshly scarred—all mourning their respective networks of life that had been lost, each grizzled veteran repeatedly recoiling at each new horrendous event that had been perpetrated afterward by previously civilized human beings; none dared to speak of their own story in detail.
Forty people lived in Forever, and forty people exactly. There were twenty-three men, and seventeen women, who generally handled different sets of tasks, as was natural in any fledgling society. Aman had happened to become close to a few of them, in particular. He had actually lived in Myrtle Beach proper; but others had come from a few noted locations across the South, one particularly restless woman had hitchhiked all the way from Tallahassee, and his best friend Jeffery had come a decently long way, as well—he was from Columbia. Jeffery was a lithe, lanky black man, a few years older than Aman, and both of their accents had been worn to nothing by television and the Internet, to the befuddlement of their respective families. The founder of Forever was Norman Willis, a man with hairy legs, a woven hat, sunglasses, a broad smile despite it all, and relentless cargo shorts. He had an eternal beer belly that seemed to have persisted, even through particularly hunger-stricken months. He was the only one with an altered schedule, a relaxed one, partially due to his status, and partially due to his age.
Norman had founded Forever originally of himself and the handful of survivors he had befriended after the Wipe. Since then, new stragglers had been admitted, under various circumstances, ranging from coincidental and amicable, to dire and near-disastrous. Those of a particularly off-putting or greedy nature were deposited back over the fence, with inexact but clear imperatives discouraging their return. Aman was one of the first draftees, and he and Norman had met under the knife. In the adjoining swamp that stretched laterally, hugging the coast, the young man had visible ribs, two fresh, bleeding slash wounds, gleaned from a man that was ultimately after his organs, and an acute case of mortal terror. The old man had a shotgun. Little humanity had been observed by Aman before he was snatched from death's jaws by Norman, and with bandages, and a desperately-needed meal, Forever had taken on its youngest member, in an expedited fashion.
Aman sets down one bucket, waving to Jeffery, who had stepped out of his cabin, and was now calling him over. He then sets down the other, both on the grass, next to the gravel path, outside the front door of the kitchen. Dinner wouldn't be for another hour. Jeffery had already finished with his duties for the day, and the two men sat quietly in rickety, failing wooden chairs, in front of an unlit fireplace, darkness creeping in from the corners.
"I saw him again." he offers; scratching the back of one hand with the nails of another.
"You saw the guy with the patch?"
The both of them had held conference on Patch Guy several times before today. Patch Guy seemed to wander into town on foot, and if intercepted, was always looking for Norman. They would then speak for a bit, twenty minutes maximum, and then Patch Guy would leave as suddenly as he came, not fraternizing with any other Foreverite. This would happen maybe thrice in a month, and had been going on since either Aman or Jeffery could remember. Norman, when questioned, and he had been questioned several times, would always offer the same explanation, that the grizzled, sad-looking man was a friend that hadn't opted to join the commune.
To his credit, no one seemed to be suspicious of Patch Guy, but Jeffery. Most of the inhabitants bought everything that Norman had offered to them. They had no reason not to, he seemed to be the most authentic thing that they had, and he bound them all together. Peace this, simple living that—not that simple living was a choice, but Norman made it sound almost appealing. Peace in particular was extremely palatable for a group of people that had been traumatized, time after time, up until stumbling upon salvation. Norman offered protection; he was one of the few around that still had ammo for firearms, having owned a gun dealership in his former life, and his people with him at the helm folded into something that would protect them all snugly. Some sort of structure actually mattered, for the first time in Forever.
Aman fidgeted, tracing his fingertips down the scar that stretched from the bony part of his wrist down to his elbow. "I think you're worrying about nothing."
"The old man's not telling us something. He had a jar of coffee on him."
Coffee? Aman hadn't had coffee since the Wipe. The swamp wasn't exactly proper growing climate for it, and reserves are ephemeral. This revelation silenced Aman properly, but only temporarily. He had no rebuttal for Norman obviously being paid for…something.
"He's stealing from us, you think?"
"Maybe. It was definitely coffee, I know it was. I could smell it from over here." He points to the doorway.
"We ought to talk to him about it, goddamn. I want some coffee."
"Maybe." he repeated. "I ain't doing it if you ain't coming with me. Dude kind of skeeves me out, sometimes."
Aman had gumption. "How about this? We'll go after dinner, Jeff. I'll talk to him about the coffee. Maybe he does mean to share it with us."
And so, it was decided. After a few more idle moments inside, devoid of speaking, they both stepped out, eyes landing on the gift shop, slightly-faded lettering on the side still alluding to such a previous nature, that had since become the kitchen, and dining hall. They pass through its doors. It was Norman's day to set out the plates and things, and it would only be diplomatic for them to try and scratch his back before they demanded his dark, caffeinated secrets from him.
"Hello, boys!" Norman's drawly accent was notably uneroded, for contrast, and his tone was wide and cheery, as it always was. "We're having stew, tonight."
Around fifteen miles inland, the headlights of a motorcycle cut through the hot, humid summer evening. Cutting the engine, and dismounting from the beaten vehicle, Bernard proceeds to swat off an unsatisfactory fraction of the cloud of gnats that had since started to assault him, when he had slowed down enough for them to catch up. He pulls off his helmet, his dirty-blonde hair mottled and damp with sweat—that then drips down and emulsifies in his tired wrinkles. He clomps up the stairs noisily, and throws open the door of Lee's Southern Diner. He didn't think to knock, and passwords were irrelevant in a world now without need for locks. Laws were the only locks, and there were laws no longer. Fifteen months ago, Bernard had learned of Forever. Fifteen months less two days ago, Bernard had had Mr. Willis against the wall, forearm sandwiching his throat to the wall, pistol barrel pressed into his gut.
At least, the establishment had once been called Lee's Southern Diner. Now, it was a place where Bernard and those in his employ could hold congress, without any gnats, and without any disturbance. Bernard fumbles in his pocket, the side of his hand brushing against his holster as he grasps the key to the former employee's-only section of the building. Behind that door, next to a deprecated three-compartment sink, across from the rack that once held pots and pans, seven men were sitting. They then got to work. First, they reiterated what they all already knew, and each kept copies of the particular fraction they had agreed upon, and then was written down. The thing that most daftly stood out in the warm candlelight was the dirty blue scrap of fabric rubber-banded to Patch Guy's shoulder.
It was now dinner time. Aman touches his scar, scratches it, and he nearly rips open the ugly scar tissue again, as he had a few times before, all times when he was particularly on edge. He and Jeffery stand with their backs to the side of the building, foreheads vaguely damp with their sweat. Upon their request to speak to Norman, they were asked to wait outside, if they didn't mind, and he would join them once everyone was served. In the back of the coasting dump truck, four men sit cross-legged, all the gear in their grasp.
Katie, like many Foreverites, was rather dedicated to the idea that one should strive to get more in touch with their body, its wants and needs, the things that please and upset it. It should come naturally then, that she was the first to point out the faint, artificial odor. Before she had the chance to amend her statement, another woman pointed out the distinct brown color that the corners of the room had taken on. Katie opened her mouth after a fit of choking, as if she were going to try and scream. Then, she dropped to the floor. It was at this point that the engine noise that had grown louder outside stopped, and the people in the dining hall at once noticed the men at the doors, with guns.
The clatter of ransacked discount-store porcelain echoed off the walls, and the hiss of the gas canisters rang in Bernard's ears, as he watched from afar. A few spirited attempts at pointless fussing and fighting were made at both sets of doors. In the most successful instance, a particularly nimble Foreverite had managed to throw himself on top of one of the armed men, trying in earnest to break his face, Patch Guy frantically scuttling back on his feet, knees sharply bent, the desperate assailant managing to get him caught with one of the bullets that was meant for his attacker, it having ripped through them both, from the other side of the hall. They both fell to the ground, the amber-colored gas spilling out over them, into open air, dispersing over the tumultuous ocean. The weaker ones had already dropped, including Norman. Out of the forty Foreverites, fifteen were dead; twenty-three were successfully smoked out, and incapacitated, then bound, and hauled into the back of the rusted dump truck, stacked like cord wood. Two were unaccounted for.
If Mr. Willis had thought that his being on a meager bean-and-intimidation-based payroll had implied his salvation from his own betrayal, he was wrong. He had served his purpose, and like the others, his body was slung over the side of the truck, the living pressed up against the dead. His nose was bloodied, his skull fractured, and his breathing scant—and then another warm body was slammed down on top of him. It seems that he would no doubt be better suited for feeding the dogs, as was already outlined for him and others of his advanced age. He thought that his service was merely betrayal, but it turned out to be even merer—stability.
The slave market was unfortunately extremely low-frequency, there being little trade contemporarily on a commodity that had a reasonably lengthy life-cycle. When a special client, who was likely at this point the most powerful individual in the former Carolinas, required twenty warm bodies to replace twenty cold bodies that had tried to escape, the operation was scheduled, and then carried out. Bernard's brigade didn't require much thought to clean out Forever, and in exchange for its population, easily obtain enough diesel fuel to keep the dump truck running for ten years, and enough ammunition to easily carry out thirty similar operations. Scum is multiplicative, and unfortunately, peace isn't forever.
Aman is quite weighed down now; his athletic shorts are now coated in foul-smelling greenish mud and greasy, polluted swamp water. Free-flowing blood runs down a primary channel, with several thick auxiliary streams, down over his right hip, and coats the back of his thigh, then proceeding to pool in his shoe. He breathes heavily; his arms feel as if they are on fire. Jeffery had suffered at least two glancing bullets in either side of his abdomen, one of which had also torn a hole clean through Aman's t-shirt, nicking him near the armpit. The trail the two had left was rather apparent.
He hadn't even been able to make it three miles, and he knew that his friend was dying. Pulling Jeffery down off of his shoulder, Aman lets him land with an unfortunate, crooked thud on a tree stump, the beach still visible—and still reliably pulsing—from the point that Aman had managed to retreat into, in the thin forest strip. It's only now that he sees the third bullet hole, which sliced through Jeffery's right pectoral, at an angle that clearly cut through at least one lung, and at least one heart. He was already gone.
Everything had been obliterated. Aman had been tricked cruelly, and he had been tricked for the last time. When Bernard's goon finally came around, up to this point only having had to follow the obvious trail left by the sole escapees, Aman hopped out from behind a tree, gesturing to his blood-soaked shirt, and to his dead friend. Whether or not the armed man could translate Aman's furious, sobby shouting, which amounted to an informal request to shoot, just shoot, please just loving shoot him already, he was only so happy to oblige.
e: IN A WORLD WHERE ONE CLUMSY FOOL FUCKS EVERYTHING UP FOR EVERYONE
The Four Rs: Reading, 'Riting, 'Rithmetic, and...
It's one in the morning. There is darkness in constant flow, washing over the streets, and around the buildings. There is the dim, icy glow of the cyan light-tubes embedded in the sidewalks, set to fade away gradually in a matter of hours, to show their deference to the all-encompassing rays of the Sun. The two parent-kept brats plot, their faces made ghostly by the ethereal neon, one with a lit cigarette between two fingers, in a manner that she surely believes to be massively impressive. Their unintelligible slangy dialect slurs and disrupts the peace of the night.
There would be no peace for Jessie tonight. Ezekiel kept shaking him awake by the nearest shoulder; the flashlight in his other hand was focusing its cold-white beam onto a stained, curled page of a spiral notebook. There were tablets that gave off their own light, of course, but they were locked away for the night. Zeke, Jessie, and Sandra were sitting on his bed. The youngest child whines, and ineffectively bats the mattress he was sitting on in weak protest, with an open palm. The construction of the bed was…fine, everything physically there was fine.
The institution, of which this particular building was a branch, at some point housed the children of upwards of seven-eighths of the taxpayers in the State. Some only stayed for a summer, some for a year or two. Some parents even opted out entirely, those with this profound gall being taxed accordingly. Those children without parents or those whose parents were deemed ineffective would stay here until adulthood, the boundary of which was determined case-by-case, for each child. The staff on hand certainly had the resources to dedicate to the testing required for this determination.
Was it like boot camp? Perhaps it had a different flavor, but there was a likeness, certainly. The schedules assigned were absolutely strict, and the punishments dealt were absolutely just. In the intervening years since introduction, crime rates had plummeted, and that was enough for the powers that be to cry success. The experience certainly toughened the children who made it through the program, and that was the overarching goal. What was also intended was literacy, and Jessie's was a more than a bit shaky. When he first went to class and was tasked with learning to write, his letters were all wrong. Some were backwards, and some even came out upside-down. When he got to type instead, it seemed as if he never had a firm grasp on what the words that left his trembling fingers actually meant.
The writing exam was now tomorrow, technically today, after having loomed over Jessie's head for practically his entire life. He had to pass, if just by scraping by. His friends didn't want to see him transferred to the adolescents' campus in the boonies, where he would be prepared for more laborious and hopeless jobs, jobs meant for those who didn't have all the gears oiled upstairs. He wouldn't get out of there until he was twenty-two, at least according to all the reports from those with slow siblings, and with slow friends.
And, so they pushed him, and did all that they could to help him prepare. Zeke and Sandra had already passed two years ago, the latter with flying colors. The past month had been severe crunch-time. Zeke had rubber-banded stacks of index cards, and sheets upon sheets of loose-leaf paper that Jessie's pen had practiced on. He shakes him again. "Come on. One paragraph, about flowers. How they smell, maybe? Please, Jess." The boy hesitates, and puts the tip of pen to paper.
The result was…not passable. Not even close. The prose meandered and went astray in the space of four sentences, and remarked exactly once on flowers'…buttery scent? At least Zeke could fake that he knew what flowers smelled like. It's not like Jessie couldn't think straight, but it became increasingly clear to him that he was not going to pass this test save for divine intervention. Zeke sighs, and flicks off his flashlight, and motions for Sandra to do the same.
The sun gleams and reflects off the surface of the desk. Jessie had not slept well, and at two in the afternoon, which is when the test was scheduled to start, he was still waking up. This was yet another one of the forces working against him; perhaps the latest incident of late-night cramming had actually just made his chances that much more fleeting. He had already had his hour of recess, which he spent groggily on the sidewalk outside the building, facing the bookstore that he was scarcely allowed to enter, and he had always felt crushed when he couldn't seem to enjoy nor grok the simplest of printed words therein. He had felt miserable, as his feet dragged on the scratched-up light-tube panels.
Exactly on time, as always, Miss Electra makes her entrance into the claustrophobic, two-person classroom. Miss Electra was Jessie's teacher in the classroom, and his substitute-parent outside of it. "Well, today's the big day! Are you ready?"
Her voice is shrill, and oscillates unpleasantly, inherently emotionless. It's nearly enough to make the uninitiated queasy. Jessie was never happy to see her, of course. He hated all the staff here, and he was only twelve. The kids that were pushing eighteen were practically ready to put a hole in the wall, when a robotic substitute-parent combed the corridor, walked up to their bunk, and asked how they were doing, almost unintentionally mocking them with their hollow, predictable subroutine. The organic staff members were few and far between, but they were also the hardest to defy. Jessie almost wasn't used to interacting with adult humans. Yet, he craved their attention, desperately. He had always gone out of his way to try to talk to actual adults. He had managed to do that today during recess, in fact, this having been the sole high point of what he was prepared to have be the worst day of his life so far.
"No, I'm not." he scowls. She doesn't seem to understand his response as anything but an enthusiastic "Yes, ma'am!", however. "Wonderful!" she chirps, clutching the papers to her flat, polygonal chest. "We'll start now, okay?"
Zeke and Sandra are on their recess. They lay with their backs up against the wall, next to the window inside which Jessie is surely sweating bullets. The plan was almost certainly going to fail, though its premise was simplistic. All the robots here were primitive in certain ways, but Miss Electra in particular had issues with her peripheral vision, due to some sort of recent miscalibration. The children were able to pick up on this, and exploit it, of course. Sandra had snatched an extra cupcake from the kitchen, when Electra was looking to the side, just last week. This was their ultimate Hail Mary. If caught, all three of them would be rather in for it. "This is really stupid." she admits.
"I know." Zeke stumbles to his feet, his heart racing. He looks inside, to see Electra, and Jessie, pencil twirling, face contorted. He arches a finger next to the glass, about to attempt the slightest of taps on the window. This had a significant risk of tipping off Electra, whose auditory faculties were also shoddy and exploitable, but slightly more passable. Before he can, a voice booms across the field. "Hey!" Zeke freezes! Sandra instantly jumps to her feet, heavily startled, and trips over herself trying to dash away. They had gotten a HUMAN staff member tipped off? How did this happen?
Will looks up casually from his phone, tongue lodged firmly in his cheek. Late-teens peach fuzz is splattered across his face, a modest entry-level lightning bolt tattoo straddles his cheek. This kid's hair was all weird, and it definitely wouldn't be allowed in here. "Hey, uh. Don't you want her COMPLETELY deactivated before you two go and do something loving stupid?" The trail of smoke emanating from his girlfriend's cigarette seems eternal, and she seems anxious to be somewhere else.
"Do I gotta be here for this?" she breathily inquires, and when informed that no, she didn't, she hoots, and quickly turns tail, skipping off, grappling and hopping effortlessly over the fence, and off into the streets.
"Chicks, man." He snickers at the two wide-eyed kids, and points to the window. "Hey, check it out." Will taps his phone's screen, and all the light at once disappeared from Electra's eyes, her front slumping over into her lap. "These things are so loving trash, yeah? Totally open on every port, too."
As Jessie handed his newly-rebooted teacher his finished test across the desk, which clearly appeared to be entirely in Zeke's neat handwriting to any reasonable organic comparator, he smiled for the first time in a month. Soon, he would be able to write his new bad influence that he met during recess a thank-you letter. He was sure of it.
In with flash.
Thanks for the crit!
# ¿ Jun 4, 2017 00:47
Those Statued Men with Acid Rain Habits
"That which is lost, is lost, is lost forever, within margin. The unavoidable, natural state of affairs is that the vast majority of objects are hitherto lost objects, and the vast majority of lost objects are utterly, profoundly unfindable, or at least will never practically be found. In addition, all that is revised, is lost. All that is misunderstood, is lost."
—Letus, Affairs: Volume I
Dialifen sets his quill down. The candles that illuminate his workspace are diligent, and are of the highest quality in the known world, as are their brass crucibles. He would take care in telling you of their quality, but he would first tell you of his line of work. Directly after that, he would tell you of the prestige of his brother, the King of this land. He would tell you about how he gave up his place in his brother's court, forfeiting the option of partaking in day-to-day jockeying for royal influence. He gave up countless gifts and pleasures, well beyond the fine mahogany desk on which he worked, and well beyond candles. He gave that all up, he would tell you, for the love of art.
Dialifen is a humble man of the classics. He is infatuated with these men that lived millennia before him, and how they constructed the foundation for how he and his peers lived their lives at present. He is just an effect of the cause of his predecessors; he would tell you that. Today, he nears the end of a grand project. At the top of this manuscript, this being the final draft, he has written his given name: Jehans. Underneath that in larger stroke, he has written the name he chose for himself, the one that he wishes to be actually printed. He should have the intrinsic right to be referred to by any name that he desired! In fact, that sentiment had just flown from his quill an hour previous.
Diafen had translated an ancient philosopher's magnum opus, in eight magnificent volumes. He had taken care to learn and master the ancient language in which it was written, and as a result had become one of its few living speakers, if there were even any left other than himself. The old pages of the ancient tomes, themselves written down centuries after the original author had died, crumble and turn to chalky sawdust at the slightest of disturbances. Dialifen was sure that this was one of the last times anyone would have to gaze at these sad, tortured volumes, written in outdated, archaic script.
This was because he was going to burn them. He was going to be the hero of this story; he was going to be the sole possible savior of these ancient classics, and the sole possible lens through which to experience them. His name would be proudly displayed below that of the original author: Letus, who will now certainly become the esteemed head of a newly-rediscovered literary pantheon. In addition, this being only natural—he was going to update the works for the seventeenth century. He was going to improve and augment the works of Letus, for only he knew how to.
"Those that create and write are burdened with doubt at all moments, and must have the urge to continue to try and redeem themselves through an endless path of slow improvement. This is simply of their nature. Those statued men, with acid rain habits, they have an unsatable sadness inherently tied in with all their sympathetic properties."
—Letus, Affairs: Volume VI
"Those that create, write, and of course publish—are burdened with countless valors, and the responsibility of maintaining and upkeeping the very reason for continued human existence, and they must continue to have the urge to create, despite having already expertly showcased their worth many times over."
—Letus, Affairs: Volume VI; as translated by Dialifen (1609)
The flame crackles in place, lashing at and eating up the blackening parchment. Diafen steps out of his house, a well-manicured abode directly on the river, just upstream from the capital of the kingdom. He prefers not to be in the presence of smoke, neither from wood nor from hated tobacco; he considers it unbecoming, and therefore to be avoided at all costs. He supposes that it is an opportune moment to pay a visit to a friend, his very good friend—and more importantly, his publisher. Surely, it wouldn't be too hasty to partake in a deserved evening out, in the week before the manuscripts were to be sent off to the typesetter.
And, how egregious their exploits were! The King would have no doubt gone utterly pale in the face if he could have seen the manner in which his younger brother had his way with the harlot that had been paid for. Alcohol was had, and then it was spilt, and lost. This grand effort had been seven years in the making for Diafen, and now the birthing process was virtually over. He had suffered significantly for his passion, he had decided, perhaps even more than a metaphorical woman in post-Eden labor.
After all is said and done, the two of them exit the publisher's home, which was situated neatly in the center of town. It is now dark outside, and the publisher, named Pierre, holds a candle as he walks. "Speaking of Letus, have you spoken to Guillaume lately?" Guillaume was the man who had been tasked with teaching Diafen the ancient language, and the one who had originally deciphered it, as well.
"Not in seven years, I told you."
Pierre seems flummoxed. "If you told me, it was years ago.".
"My point stands."
The pause lasts for too long to be comfortable, and then twice too long. "I thought that you two got along like a house on fire! You haven't even written him in that long?"
Diafen twists up his face, as if he had been asked to operate a hoe, or something equally foreign and repulsive. "Not after his attempted treason, I haven't."
"Treason, what? What happened? Was he arrested?"
"Arrested, and taken care of. They had discovered a draft of his pledge of support to a rebellious duke, that was written in the old script, as to try and obfuscate it." A beat. "Well, I did, anyway." An accomplished grin can't help but appear on his face.
"And this was how long ago?"
"Two years."
Guillaume would never understand Diafen's approach to translation, and despite his aid, Diafen would err towards a sentiment of "good riddance".
"What a damned shame."
"I expected it from him. I came to know him very well, and God knows he wasn't virtuous." They walk in silence for a moment, it never occurring to Pierre to think of being suspicious, not of the brother of the King!
"I think that you should show me the manuscript of the third volume first. From what I've read in your letters, that seems like the one I'd have the most interest in reading! All those things about-"
"About the perils and pitfalls of man? Absolutely. You've always been attracted to the macabre, Pierre."
"I can't help but love a good tragedy."
"You helpless cretin." He's joking, of course, but to the outside observer, it's unclear whether he's joking entirely, or only halfway. "Joy creates the only real enjoyment." Pierre knows the delicately-translated passage already from the letters, and he mouths the idiom silently as his friend speaks. Diafen continues, as he always does. "I wonder if we'll have to employ more than one horse and rider in order to carry the-" He suddenly pauses, at once digging his heels into the ground. It is at this moment that Pierre first notices the dark trail floating in the sky, in front of the stars—and that Diafen first notices the scent of smoke.
The unmonitored embers in Diafen's fireplace, acting as agents of vengeance, had launched themselves onto a precariously-positioned rug. The flaming decor then caught the lacquered hardwood floor aflame, and then the curtains; the rest of Diafen's estate followed in relatively short order. The mahogany table with the manuscripts on top merely served as a particularly dense thicket for the flames to chew through. At present, the charred remains of the decadent architecture smear across the wilted grass, like a commoner's belabored, clumsy graffiti. What Jehans had willed gone was gone, and all of his worldly possessions had gone with it. And of course, what was revised was forever lost.
"Nothing scares Man more than his own nullification, and the most abundant and most prescient nullifier has always been, and will always be, fire."
—Letus, Affairs: Volume III; as translated by Dialifen (1609)
Thanks for the crits, Obliterati and Flesnolk!
Thank you very much for the crit QPQ! Gosh, getting a DM is VERY educational, isn't it?
Also, in with flash and flash rule.


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Home > Job Search Results > Innovative Technology Knowledge Lawyer, London
Innovative Technology Knowledge Lawyer
Bonus/Benefits: Excellent
Sector: Information Technology, Knowledge Management
A dynamic UK law firm with offices in several key international locations.
A lawyer is now sought to join as Innovative Technology Lead within the firm's Knowledge team.
Reporting into the Head of Knowledge, you will join a team which delivers value, drives excellence and develops a unique, knowledge-sharing culture.
You will be joining a firm where the use of Knowledge and Innovative Technology has a crucial part to play at every stage of the client journey - from pre-pitch stage through to client relationship development.
You will be looking for an opportunity to join at an exciting time as the firm implements its ground up Innovative Technology strategy.
A lawyer with a strong understanding of legal practice, you will have the ability to promote the benefits of Innovative Legal Technology to both the firm's lawyers and its clients.
An advocate for the use of Innovative Technology, you relish the chance to become involved in its planning, promotion and implementation and to work collaboratively with team leaders and key stakeholders in Knowledge and in the rest of the business.
With a track record in achieving results and the ability to manage projects from inception through to completion, you will be able to see the benefits of working in a firm with diverse practice areas and to spot the potential that Innovative Technology can bring to all areas of the business

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Q: how to solve this question when a day is set to the first day of the month and decremented, it should become the last day of the previous month? This is my first time trying such question .It has been so difficult for me to solve this question as I wasn't able to attend my classes when this was taught due to some reasons.Can anyone help me how do I use decrement operators as I have no idea where and how to add such operators to get the desirable output. I am already two days late for submitting this assignment :(
#include <iostream>
using namespace std;

class Date{
   private:
      int day;
      int month;
      int year;

   public:
   Date()
   {
        day;
        month;
        year;
   }
      Date(int d, int m , int y)
      {
         day = d;
       month = m;
        year = y;
      }
       void displayDate() {
         cout << "Day: " << day << " Month:" << month <<" Year:"<<year<<endl;
      }
// overloaded prefix ++ operator
      Date operator++ () {
         ++day;
         ++year;
         ++month;

         if(day >= 31) {

            day -= 31;
         }
        if (month>=12)
        {
         month -= 12;
         }
         return Date(day, month,year);
      }
      };

int main ()
{
      int day;
      int month;
      int year;
      string month_name[20] = {"January","February","March","April","May","June","July","August","September","October","November","December"};

     do{
      cout << "Enter a day: ";
      cin >> day;

         if (day > 31 || day < 1)
         cout<<"This is invalid "<<endl;
        }

     while (day > 31 || day < 1);

     do{
      cout << "Enter a month: " ;
      cin >> month;

         if (month > 12 || month < 1)
         cout<<"This is invalid "<<endl;
       }

     while (month > 12 || month < 1);
      cout << "Enter a year: ";
     cin >> year;

    cout << month << "/" << day << "/" << year << endl;
    cout << month_name[month-1]<< " " << day << ", " << year << endl;
    cout << day << " " <<  month_name[month-1] << "," << year << endl;

   Date D1(day,month,year);
   ++D1;            // increment D1
   D1.displayDate();   // display D1
   ++D1;               // increment of D1 again
   D1.displayDate();        // display D1

   return 0;

}

A: You can basically do the same thing with the increment operator but do it backwards. The C++ operator for decrement is --variable so the code would look as follows
Date operator--(){
    --day;
    --year;
    --month;
    if(day <= 0)
    {
        day += 31;
    }
    if (month<=0)
    {
        month += 12;
    }
    return Date(day, month,year);
}

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Announce the candy bar in style with this "Candy Bar" gold sparkly banner. This banner is great everywhere that candy bars are! Perfect for a stag & doe, bridal shower, bachelorette and wedding!
This banner set comes with the necessary 8 letters (~ 5.5 x 3 inches each) and 3 metres of thin, gold ribbon for easy assembly.


If it were not for the rills.
Of such little rhymes as these.
A breed of granite men!
Still haunts the Celtic land.
On land and on sea!
And may her feet be blessed!
Set in her Southern Sea!
Thy brother folks from thee.
God hold you in His care!
Until Thy will be done.
O'er all Thy fruitful Earth.
  Not ours, not ours the Glory!
What are we in Thy sight?
As we crave for help from Thee!
  A sword! A sword! Ah, give me a sword!
For the world is all to win.
The strong man enters in.
Or you may weep for me!
Which mounts to high emprise.
The hazard of a chance.
Sweet lady mine, to you!
Says 'e, "You're sold!   You're sold!"
Drew the patrons of the mart.
It remained till morning time.
An island or a lobster-pot?
Oh, the wretched man's despair!
Was it lost beyond repair?
Be made a normal picture still.
Must furnish more than Nature gives.
That is your mark but here,   hullo!
 What's this? What's this? Magnificent!
I've wronged you, Wilson! I repent!
A masterpiece! A perfect thing!
Spanish Armada, is it not?
That this will be the talk of Town.
That pea-green face, that gamboge sky?
Our Art was sleeping, but not dead.
The hour has come—and here you are."
Became the Park Lane plutocrat.
Getting nicely blurred and mellow.
"English climate's best for Art."
With his banjo and retriever.
But, by Jove! I couldn't leave her."
With his cigarette and glasses.
Of the whole wide orb of Britain.
Late of Woolwich and Thames Ditton.
Grumbling hard as is their habit.
"Say, mate, what's a Bunerwal?"
"Sometime like a bloomin' rabbit."
 "Got to hoof it to Chitral!"
"Blarst ye, did ye think to cab it!"
Where the Sirdar thinks of going.
Curly whiskered sons of battle.
Lying rosy on the snow.
Trailing upward to the snow.
out o' some blue ribbon tract.
you'll pay the price," said 'e.
there's none of 'em is nice."
 They 'unt to-day down 'Orsham way.
send 'em on down there."
'orse 'ad tripped and fell.
the queerest kind of row.
"The doctor told me right."
For it is the best.
Did you see the bay horse?
Such a one to go!
When I showed him at the Show.
And he's all my very own.
When he hears me call.
He's welcome to the white!
And an angel on the right.
Why Fate should use them so.
From which she hath her bread."
And such I came on earth.
Whom blame ye for my birth?"
As on her mother's breast.
And left them to the night.
To join the godly man.
Left him smart as they are made.
Of the real West-country stock.
Quarrel with the English race.
Of the fierce old fighting sort.
Trekking for the British border.
With De Wet and Delaney.
To the shelter of his farm.
Foraging with half a section.
In a manner too familiar.
Of the daughters of their master.
But the subject why pursue?
Ancient tale but ever new.
While she lisped to him in Taal.
Were not softened in the daughter.
And he treated it as such.
Three can walk and one can crawl.
In the tiny sunburned face.
And when asked, "Are you a Boer.
"I am a South African."
"Half of mother half of you."
Of the welding of the race.
Broadly based and built to stay.
1 With acknowledgment to my friend Sir A. Quiller-Couch.
And bade him welcome here.
Which none might share with him.
In some far distant land.
Before he came to me.
For one who seemed so frail.
She cried, "But you must bide here!
You shall no further roam.
The raiment he should wear.
In a loose and easy gown.
At thoughts he would not speak.
To leave our home again.
Some words of English speech.
With his servants at his call.
Had grown to be his slave.
His will the only law.
To do the stranger's will.
So certain had it been!
Should dare to step between.
I could hear his lisping tongue.
With your arm embracing him.
I would put them to the test.
Though with no observed effect.
Do or don't you love the creature?"
Doesn't daddums love um too?"
gone and maybe it's as well.
make a start on those.
 Soon he heard them chaflin'; "Hi, Bendy!
a strangle hold!" he said.
Which lies on the distempered wall.
That mocks the swiftest eagle wing.
Through all the mist of centuries.
Struck down the Sultan Bajazet.
That lies on the distempered wall.
Will bring strange echoes back again.
With rolling drum and trumpet bray.
Mid the weary London roar.
Which still holds me from the ground?
Of the scene that girds me round?
And the ages at my call.
As we wander through the waste!
Where the road is steep.
To the track that we should keep.
That it ripens in the sun.
When the long day is done.
With the earthworm and the slime.
The lower laws of Time.
Which is waiting for him here.
Held in His either hand.
Its vital part to take.
And Drink to trim the tree.
Then tests them once again.
And fashions them once more.
Where few or none might serve.
To prune and prime His tree.
From His throne beyond the skies.
Is a vast reflected man.
That lays his harvest low?
Shall he sing praises too?
Must he give thanks to Him?
Ah dark, too dark, the riddle!
The tiny brain too small!
For answer to that call.
And joy should live with me.
Immortal  'mid the human race.
The fungus spore within him lurked.
The future seemed a sunlit thing.
The changes that he hoped to bring.
But still the stealthy fungus grew.
 Alas the plans that came to nought!
Alas the soul that thrilled in vain!
Was but a mirage of the brain.
Where now the wit?   Where now the will?
The fungus is the master still.
To lift the burden of his kind.
Complete in every mortal grace.
But Life, all twisted and at odds!
The pressure on a nervous tract.
Theology?   Ah, there's the rub!
Then when the brain is dead enough!
Lord help us, for we need Thine aid!
I read his honour in his eyes.
And I I loathe him! loathe him!
But, oh! he's all the world to me!
To purr in ripples at our feet.
And love, which is as old as they.
All golden in the light of love.
'Tis winter still for me and you.
What's left is but December's snow.
But never, darling, in our heart.
But sweeter still December's snow.
The word you looked but feared to say.
What recked we of December's snow?
And swifter still they speed away.
And fleck the raven hair with gray?
Are laughing through the veil of snow.
He is a secret poet.   True enough!
That its fall was sure and quick.
All the clay was burned to brick.
"The Empire that declines to fall."
He talks, Great heavens how he talks!
But we forgive him, for his deeds.
And Death the villain of the plot.
It is a realistic play.
Shall it end well or shall it not?
Is vacant to be played by you.
May beat the lighter if you do.
And you are well, say thirty-nine.
Father, father, who is that a-whispering?
Who is it who whispers in the wood?
Father, father, who is that a-murmuring?
Who is it who murmurs in the night?
Who is it who chuckles in the glen?
Ever staring, ever smiling, at the door.
Roman Albanus hence the name.
Then to "Kidnapped" you must turn.
That over there Ben Nevis lay'.


Google on Tuesday rolled out an update to its Google mobile app for Android and iOS, bringing two main categories into focus -- current topics and upcoming events -- and getting rid of the traditional Google Now cards.
The app was previously one stream of information. Now, the upcoming events tab shows travel, meetings, and important dates from the user's email and calendar, and the current topics feed pulls news, weather, and sports.
Google described in a blog post that the "more you use Google, the more tailored and relevant your feed will become." Settings allow users to control which sports team or stock to follow in their feed.
"With this latest refresh of the Google app, a single tap will load your life's interests and updates," said Fred Brewin, product manager at Google. "We hope these go-to guides will help you stay organized and on top of the things you care about."
The redesigned app is available for Android devices on Tuesday and will come to iOS devices soon. Google also announced expanded emoji search.


The work Teen Titans go! : team up! represents a distinct intellectual or artistic creation found in Peoria Public Library - Main Street Branch. This resource is a combination of several types including: Work, Language Material, Books.


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#define ___TESTA_TESTA_H__

#include "AXP/cplusplus/xplatform/include/type.h"
#include "AXP/cplusplus/xplatform/include/nullable.h"
#include "AXP/cplusplus/xplatform/include/astring.h"
#include "AXP/cplusplus/xplatform/include/list.h"
#include "AXP/cplusplus/xplatform/include/object.h"
#include "./ITestA.h"

namespace TestA
{
    class _A : public AXP::CObject, public IA
    {
    public:

        STATIC AXP::Sp<_A> Create();

    public:

        AXP::Int32 Foo(IN AXP::Int32 a, IN CONST AXP::Sp<NA::CList> & b);

        AXP::Void SetListener(IN CONST AXP::Sp<TestB::B> & bb);

    };
}

#endif // ___TESTA_TESTA_H__

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This unit uses nutrition as a theme. Basic reading, writing and math activities are created based on the theme. You don't have to be a scientist or a dietitian to use this unit. You will help your students reflect on what they know about food and nutrition, what they don't know and what they want to learn. You can research along with your students using the resources suggested here. As always, technology resources are suggested here, but the lessons can still work, for the most part, in the low-tech classrooms.
All stages of the Writing Process, but especially the planning and pre-writing stages, Oral Language Skills, Critical Thinking. Research skills, especially Internet based.
These lessons are designed to help students obtain the skills they need to move ahead according to National Standards: The National Reporting System of Adult Education. These are the standards required by the 1998 Workforce Investment Act. See http://www.air.org/nrs/ for details.
Students need paper, and pens or pencils.
You don't have to be an expert in nutrition to use this unit. In fact, it can be even better if you don't know much at all. Then you get to research and learn along with your students.
For most of the activities here, you need some resources for getting information. If you have Internet access, finding information on nutrition is easy. Review the sites mentioned in this lesson to make sure they still work.


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DSE has been gaining momentum throughout the South West as more venues, artists, wedding couples and event organisers make use of the team's expertise.
We represent a diverse range of talent local to the region and are music experts here to help make booking your entertainment a stress free experience. For any type of event: Weddings, Corporate Events, Birthday Parties, Festival Line-ups and Venue Bookings.
LEE CUMMINGS - FOUNDER / DIRECTOR
Lee Cummings has been surfing and playing music around the South West for over 20 years. During this time he has come to be recognised as the vibrant, fun-loving and cheeky character behind some of the region's most successful bands, memorable parties and notable events.
A successful world-travelled percussionist (see L.C.DRUMS ), Lee spent a growing amount of time in the South West playing the role of go-to-guy for music and booking recommendations. It was the increasing demand for his entertainment booking advice and overwhelming positive feedback that led to Lee founding Down South Entertainment in 2010.
"Music is life, life is music"
Contact Anita
ANITA HAYLER - CO-OWNER / DIRECTOR
Cheerful English rose Anita, former contracts administrator for a nationally recognized aerial photographer, married into the business and happily became Executive Assistant of Down South Entertainment.
Being a world traveller and having music/creative arts as a big influence in her life, Anita has added an exciting dynamic to the business for the last 2 years.
Previously working in the wedding industry in Southern England as a photographer's assistant, Anita's exceptional people skills and love for creating happiness makes the perfect combination when it comes to DSE wedding bookings.
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Kevin Davis' Top Ten Albums of 2016
Kevin Davis lists some of the standout releases in Christian music from 2016.
Posted: December 09, 2016 | By: KevinDavis_NRT
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This was a great year for some of my favorite names in Christian music to dig deep into God's Word for inspiration. For some of the top names in Christian music in particular, this may have been one of the best years ever. God's Word doesn't return void, and these are albums that have blessed me the most this past year.
There have been several career albums released this year by both new and established artists. One new artist, Jordan Feliz, made a debut album with an immediate impact, and he is my nominee for Best New Artist of 2016. This seems to have been the year of the sophomore album as well, as my list includes several sophomore offerings from Unspoken, Love & the Outcome and 1GN (formerly 1 Girl Nation). Veteran artists NEEDTOBREATHE, Switchfoot, Nine Lashes, Jason Gray, Tenth Avenue North and Satellites & Sirens each released their "best" albums yet in my opinion, and they round out my top 10.
I've purposely left off worship releases since I have already posted a separate list of my top albums in that area. Don't miss out on any of these great albums, along with the 10 honorable mentions, rounding out my top 20 albums of 2016. Feel free to share albums I might have missed and whether there are any surprises on this list!
1. H A R D L O V E by NEEDTOBREATHE
HARD LOVE is one of the most meaningful albums I've ever heard. I can't get the catchy melodies of many of these songs out of my head, with the perfectly produced tracks and the song order brilliantly inviting listeners to join the band on their journey. I honestly didn't think my favorite band could take it up another notch, but after repeated listens, HARD LOVE is my Album of the Year. This project has something for fans of everything the band has ever done, and the pure and exceptional quality of the release should earn them new fans alongside likely Grammy and Dove Award nominations for the standout songs "HARD LOVE," "Money & Fame," No Excuses," "Happiness," "When I Sing," "Be Here Long" and "Testify."
The very relatable and transparent words of these songs perfectly depict our daily walks, wrapped around catchy songs. All of the tracks really display the musical and lyrical excellence and intentionality of NEEDTOBREATHE. This album is the most energetic and emotionally engaging album I've heard this year, maybe ever.
(Vote for NEEDTOBREATHE in the We Love Christian Music Awards here.)
2. Where the Light Shines Through by Switchfoot
Switchfoot has had a major impact on my walk as a believer from the time of their third release Learning to Breathe. The band's following seven releases have been a constant companion on that journey as my faith has matured. We have a responsibility to remember that "we were meant to live for so much more" than what the world tells us, and in the name of unity and as we look at all people as made in God's image, know that "love alone is worth the fight."
Considering the recent tragedies surrounding us all over the world, the band's 10th release Where the Light Shines Through is another timely reminder of those themes and arguably the band's strongest release to date. The album is full of songs about healing, including the title track, "I Won't Let You Go," "Hope is the Anthem" and "Live it Well," providing more guidance and comfort to believers trying to make sense of it all.
(Vote for Switchfoot in the We Love Christian Music Awards here.)
3. Follow Through by Unspoken
Unspoken has returned with Follow Through, following up on the success of their debut eponymous album Unspoken, which featured the hit songs "Who You Are," "Lift My Life Up," "Start a Fire," "Good Fight" and "Call it Grace." The debut was one of my Top 5 Albums of 2014, and Follow Through is a worthy sequel.
Lead single "Higher" includes the worshipful refrain "I'm gonna lift You higher, higher, higher, God Almighty, You are worthy." It is refreshing how in this age of lyrical ambiguity, there is no question that this band is sold-out for the Gospel of Jesus Christ. With this excellent album, Unspoken is offering a great example of how you can write and sing lyrics that are unashamed of the Gospel of Jesus Christ and reach the lost with transparent confessions of faith. Every thought and lyric in this song and this album is rooted in Scripture, which I admire.
(Vote for Unspoken in the We Love Christian Music Awards here.)
4. Ascend by Nine Lashes
After two highly-regarded hard rock releases with Tooth & Nail by Nine Lashes, albums which included the standout songs "Anthem of the Lonely," "Get Back," "Adrenaline," "Break the World," "Surrender" and "Never Back Down," the band has shifted their sound to a broader pop appeal and returned with one of my favorite albums of the year, Ascend. The exciting music and hopeful message found in new Nine Lashes single "Galaxy" mesh seamlessly.
If you like the pop-rock sensibilities of the latest releases from Hawk Nelson ("Drops in the Ocean" and "Diamonds") and Fireflight ("We Are Alive" and "Lightning"), then you'll love this new record from Nine Lashes. There is a lot of infectious energy in these great new songs, including the standout tracks "Heartbeats," "Deeper," "Ascend," "Galaxy" and "Eyes on You." Joy isn't just a happy emotion. It is also a deep peace and understanding, knowing that we are loved beyond a shadow of a doubt. Ascend shows we should not be ashamed to sing of our dependence on God and to show Him reverence.
(Vote for Nine Lashes in the We Love Christian Music Awards here.)
5. The River by Jordan Feliz
New Centricity artist Jordan Feliz's debut full-length project The River features standout songs that were co-written by Feliz, including hit single and We Love Award-winning Song of the Year "The River," which sings "We're goin' down to the river, down to the river, down to the river to pray. Let's get washed by the water, washed by the water, and rise up in amazing grace."
That first smash hit single was followed-up with "Never Too Far Gone" and "Best of Me." The energy and infectious enthusiasm of the musical feel and celebratory message of these songs cause me to worship along loudly "in Spirit and in Truth." The combination of the stellar vocals, up-tempo melody and OneRepublic-like musical inflection really brings home these solid Gospel messages. God's grace washes us clean in the River of His Holy Spirit, and we become a new creation in Christ.
(Vote for Jordan Feliz in the We Love Christian Music Awards here.)
6. These Are The Days by Love & the Outcome
Love & the Outcome is made up of husband and wife duo Jodi King and Chris Rademaker. They made an immediate mark on the CCM scene with their debut album, featuring hit songs "He is With Us" and "King of My Heart." That album chronicled their journey of having departed their homeland of Canada and risking it all to pursue their musical dreams. Many of the songs reflect the need to rely completely on God's sovereignty to guide their "outcome."
As new parents of a baby boy, Milo, the duo returned with their upbeat sophomore offering These Are the Days, which was preceded by the hit song "The God I Know." It is a great way to thank Jesus for our undeserved gift of grace. We are called as Christians to believe in the freedom that we have in the cross of Jesus, and to "throw your hands up, worries down."
(Vote for Love & the Outcome in the We Love Christian Music Awards here.)
7. Unite by 1GN
Being a dad of three young daughters, it is difficult to find role models who are making edifying and exciting pop music. You hear pop music everywhere you go, and most of the time the songs are fairly hollow when it comes to life application and promoting a positive self-image.
For that reason, 1GN (formerly 1 Girl Nation), now a trio comprised of Carmen Hadley, Kayli Robinson and Lauryn Taylor Bach, is an important band to me. After a successful debut album featuring the hits "While We're Young" and "In the Eyes," 1GN is back with their energetic, fun and more mature sophomore album Unite, featuring "Get Hype" and "Guard Your Heart." This album is loaded with positive, grace-filled messages of hope. The upbeat and heavily produced musical arrangements on this album perfectly accentuate these great songs.
8. TANKS by Satellites & Sirens
Satellites & Sirens are back with TANKS, one of my top alternative rock albums of the year from both the Christian and mainstream music markets. Their list of influences includes Jimmy Eat World, The Killers and 80s music, and they are a fantastic blend of those musical styles.
I truly enjoyed their first three albums and the stand-out songs "Jump Start My Heart," "Anchor" and "Take Me Back." If you liked those songs, you'll love this new album. TANKS is one of the catchiest, most energetic and emotionally engaging alternative rock albums I've heard this year, and a reminder that "love is the new fight."
9. Where the Light Gets In by Jason Gray
I'm always excited to hear new music from Jason. One of my Top 10 Albums of 2014, Love Will Have the Final Word opened with the radio-friendly and fun song "Laugh Out Loud" and the hit "With Every Act of Love," showcasing Jason's gifts as a songwriter. Jason's follow-up album Where the Light Gets In holds 13 new recordings, including "Glow in the Dark" and "Sparrows."
If you like singer-songwriters who wear their hearts on their sleeves and sing about the truth of what it means to walk with God and work out their salvation with fear and trembling, then don't miss out on one of Christian music's most treasured artists. Jason Gray has once again invited listeners into his story of faith as each song features his unique brand of gourmet lyrical phrasing embedded with the truth of the Gospel for those "with ears to hear."
(Vote for Jason Gray in the We Love Christian Music Awards here.)
10. Followers by Tenth Avenue North
Tenth Avenue North's albums have been highly anticipated since their first release Over and Underneath, which included the Dove Award winning "By Your Side" and "Love Is Here" and led to them winning New Artist of the Year. They followed that up with a string of hits including "You Are More," "Strong Enough to Save," "Losing" and "No Man is An Island." By all accounts, they have been a leader in terms of recognition in the music industry, but the band is completely aware that that is not necessarily God's definition of what it means to lead.
Followers is the fifth full length album by Tenth Avenue North and is based on the concept that in God's Kingdom, servant leadership is best displayed by following the example of Jesus. Our Savior displayed leadership by washing His disciples' feet, and He asks each of us as Christians to follow Him. Followers is a great collection of confessional and authentic expressions of faith, yet another "best" album from Tenth Avenue North. Once again the songs are poignant and powerful, and in recording the new tunes the band brings a more seasoned level of musicianship, intensity and intentionality.
(Vote for Tenth Avenue North in the We Love Christian Music Awards here.)
Here are ten more albums worthy of consideration:
11. American Prodigal by Crowder
12. The Very Next Thing by Casting Crowns
13. Giving Over by Consumed by Fire
14. Love be the Loudest by Ginny Owens
15. Live On Forever by The Afters
16. As Long As I Can Breathe by JJ Weeks Band
17. 2.0 by Citizen Way
18. Dead Man Walking by John Tibbs
19. Resonate: A Ripple to a Wave by LoveCollide
20. Mighty by Beckah Shae
NRT Lead Contributor Kevin Davis is a longtime fan of Christian music, an avid music collector and credits the message of Christian music for leading him to Christ. He lives in Pennsylvania with his wife and three daughters.
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The United States City Average Consumer Price Index (CPI-U) for March 2018 was 249.554 — representing a change of 2.4 percent over the index for March 2017.
The Northeast Area Consumer Price Index for March 2018 was 263.556 — representing a change of 2.0 percent over the index for March 2017.
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Q: How do you create a query which returns dynamic column names in Postgresql? I have two tables in a reporting database, one for orders, and one for order items. Each order can have multiple order items, along with a quantity for each:
Orders
+----------+---------+
| order_id | email   |
+----------+---------+
| 1        | 1@1.com |
+----------+---------+
| 2        | 2@2.com |
+----------+---------+
| 3        | 3@3.com |
+----------+---------+

Order Items
+---------------+----------+----------+--------------+
| order_item_id | order_id | quantity | product_name |
+---------------+----------+----------+--------------+
| 1             | 1        | 1        | Tee Shirt    |
+---------------+----------+----------+--------------+
| 2             | 1        | 3        | Jeans        |
+---------------+----------+----------+--------------+
| 3             | 1        | 1        | Hat          |
+---------------+----------+----------+--------------+
| 4             | 2        | 2        | Tee Shirt    |
+---------------+----------+----------+--------------+
| 5             | 3        | 3        | Tee Shirt    |
+---------------+----------+----------+--------------+
| 6             | 3        | 1        | Jeans        |
+---------------+----------+----------+--------------+

For reporting purposes, I'd love to denormalise this data into a separate PostgreSQL view (or just run a query) that turns the data above into something like this:
+----------+---------+-----------+-------+-----+
| order_id | email   | Tee Shirt | Jeans | Hat |
+----------+---------+-----------+-------+-----+
| 1        | 1@1.com | 1         | 3     | 1   |
+----------+---------+-----------+-------+-----+
| 2        | 2@2.com | 2         | 0     | 0   |
+----------+---------+-----------+-------+-----+
| 3        | 3@3.com | 3         | 1     | 0   |
+----------+---------+-----------+-------+-----+

ie, it's a sum of the quantity of each item within the order with the product name; and the product names set as the column titles. Do I need to use something like crosstab to do this, or is there a clever way using subqueries even if I don't know the list of distinct product names at before the query runs.

A: This is one possible answer:
create table orders
(
  orders_id int PRIMARY KEY,
  email text NOT NULL
);

create table orders_items
(
  order_item_id int PRIMARY KEY,
  orders_id int REFERENCES orders(orders_id) NOT NULL,
  quantity int NOT NULL,
  product_name text NOT NULL
);

insert into orders VALUES (1, '1@1.com');
insert into orders VALUES (2, '2@2.com');
insert into orders VALUES (3, '3@3.com');

insert into orders_items VALUES (1,1,1,'T-Shirt');
insert into orders_items VALUES (2,1,3,'Jeans');
insert into orders_items VALUES (3,1,1,'Hat');
insert into orders_items VALUES (4,2,2,'T-Shirt');
insert into orders_items VALUES (5,3,3,'T-Shirt');
insert into orders_items VALUES (6,3,1,'Jeans');

select
  orders.orders_id,
  email,
  COALESCE(tshirt.quantity, 0) as "T-Shirts",
  COALESCE(jeans.quantity,0) as "Jeans",
  COALESCE(hat.quantity, 0) as "Hats"
from
  orders
  left join (select orders_id, quantity from orders_items where product_name = 'T-Shirt')
    as tshirt ON (tshirt.orders_id = orders.orders_id)
  left join (select orders_id, quantity from orders_items where product_name = 'Jeans')
    as jeans ON (jeans.orders_id = orders.orders_id)
  left join (select orders_id, quantity from orders_items where product_name = 'Hat')
    as hat ON (hat.orders_id = orders.orders_id)
;

Tested with postgresql. Result:
 orders_id |  email  | T-Shirts | Jeans | Hats
-----------+---------+----------+-------+------
         1 | 1@1.com |        1 |     3 |    1
         2 | 2@2.com |        2 |     0 |    0
         3 | 3@3.com |        3 |     1 |    0
(3 rows)

Based on your comment, you can try to use tablefunc like this:
CREATE EXTENSION tablefunc;

SELECT * FROM crosstab
(
  'SELECT orders_id, product_name, quantity FROM orders_items ORDER BY 1',
  'SELECT DISTINCT product_name FROM orders_items ORDER BY 1'
)
AS
(
       orders_id text,
       TShirt text,
       Jeans text,
       Hat text
);

But I think you are thinking the wrong way about SQL. You usually know which rows you want and have to tell it SQL. "Rotating tables" 90 degrees is not part of SQL and should be avoided.


Old Crow Medicine Show founder and Grammy award-winning musician Ketch Secor shared his gifts with students at Hawthorne Elementary School on Thursday, October 4. He was there to talk about Lorraine, a sweeping, epic Americana story he wrote about the power of music and family. The book is beautifully illustrated by Higgins Bond.
It tells the tale of Lorraine and her Pa Paw, who spend their days celebrating life with the music of the Tennessee hills. With Pa Paw's harmonica and Lorraine's pennywhistle, the pair can face just about anything. But when a fearsome storm rolls in and their instruments are nowhere to be found, can Lorraine find the music inside herself to get them through? "Who needs a whistle or some shiny thing when you've got a voice and a song that can sing?" Secor mused.
In addition to discussing his book, Secor performed for and with the children. His band, the platinum selling Old Crow Medicine Show, won Grammy awards for "Best Folk Album" and "Best Long Form Music Video." They were inducted as members of the Grand Ole Opry.


I'm not going to put in a second version of a large and potentially security sensitive library like gstreamer without a very good reason. Do you have a very good reason for using this over the version of gstreamer that is in wheezy?
plugwash wrote: I'm not going to put in a second version of a large and potentially security sensitive library like gstreamer without a very good reason. Do you have a very good reason for using this over the version of gstreamer that is in wheezy?
I think many people would like to test new stuff from gstreamer 1.0 and don't what to recompile it on raspberry pi.
Our priority for raspbian wheezy is to stay as close to debian wheezy as reasonablly possible and avoid breaking stuff that works. The only time I'd even consider rebuilding everything against a new version of a library before debian does it is if the version currently in raspbian is not working at all. So even if I did put gstreamer 1.0 in it would just be a confusing orphan.
So sorry but you will have to wait for raspbian jessie.
can you give some line to compile gstreamer-1.0 for raspbian ? thx ..
This is not about rebuilding against new library.
but you will add this new library to repository(distribution) and that is all.
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Maybe someone can put prebuilds on a custom repository?
Defiant wrote: Maybe someone can put prebuilds on a custom repository?
I don't know to make repo.
do you know about any nice how to?
I can do the repository part..trying to compile gst1.0 now.
Defiant wrote: I can do the repository part..trying to compile gst1.0 now.
Did you start work on the package gst-omx yet? -if not I can set it up.
I got "internal data stream error" and "pipeline doesn't want to preroll" - also tried with other media files.
Can any of you confirm or dismiss success using gst-omx at this point, with gstreamer 1.0 on the Pi?
Maybe a proper gst-launch line for testing?
works here, what does the debug output look like?
I was really interrested to test gstreamer opencv plugins, but it doesn't seem to be in the bad-plugins package, i was wondering if it's because opencv is made for intel cpu and it could'nt be ported on arm?
opencv itself works fine on ARM. Maybe gstopencv hasn't been ported yet..
I connect both together using the appsink element.
ERROR: from element /GstPipeline:pipeline0/GstOMXH264Dec-omxh264dec:omxh264dec-omxh264dec0: Internal data stream error.
ERROR: from element /GstPipeline:pipeline0/GstDecodeBin:decodebin0/GstOMXH264Dec-omxh264dec:omxh264dec-omxh264dec0: Internal data stream error.
I'm happy to run this again with debug output enabled. What level is best to try?
I've spent A LOT of hours studying / learning how to use gstreamer over the past week or so. To date, I have yet to get openmax to play well with gstreamer. The above is the closet I've come. It is entirely possible that I'm doing something dumb here. Help?
The problem seems to be with the sink. So far I only tested xvimagesink over ssh.
The same pipeline works with fakesink, right?
You're absolutely right. I hadn't thought to try it that way - still too new to this. With fakesink it doesn't crash (I presume it's pumping video into the bit bucket). With xvimagesink pointing over an ssh X proxy it works - as a slideshow of course. But interestingly enough if I change that to ximagesink pointing over the same ssh proxy I get the same crash as earlier documented.
The error message text had me looking at gst-omx - how could that be getting influenced by the type of sink in use? I'm pretty sure I also tried a software-rendering pipe using ximagesink successfully - though of course it rendered at about 1/3 FPS... Given that, then the issue is the specific combination of gst-omx and ximagesink. I wonder if I can stick something in the pipe in between the two that will help them from messing with each other?
Unfortunately I don't see any other gstreamer sink types via "gst-inspect-1.0 | grep sink" that show any promise for use with the Pi's GPU.


Business and leisure travellers may enjoy a comfortable stay in the elegant Tong Mao hotel. Tastefully furnished rooms come with all desirable modern amenities. The friendly staff serves a rich breakfast and the indoor pool and fitness center help the guests to keep in shape. Modern multifunctional meeting facilities are available.
***ATTENTION, HOTEL SPECIAL OFFER IN JUNE 2008: ROOM RATE INCLUDES ONE DAILY FREE BREAKFAST (except special discount rates and corporate rates)*** Dear Guests Order to protect the public from the dangers of secondhand smoke, according to the "The Shanghai on Smoking Controlling in Public Places" and "The Implementing Rules for the Public Health Regulations" of provisions ,NO SMOKING in hotel Shanghai all indoor areas. If you want to smoke to the designated smoking outside the hotel and please, consult the hotel staff according to the boot logo to live. Thanks for your cooperation and understanding!
I liked overall stay, specially they have good vegetarian options for Breakfast.
It was nosier outside the room.


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…period with the classic musical The Band Wagon (1953), a hilarious skewering of Broadway's pretensions. Astaire starred as Tony Hunter, a washed-up movie-musical star whose desperation reluctantly lands him in a ridiculously overstuffed musical about Faust, engineered by pompous theatrical "genius" Jeffrey Cordova (Jack Buchanan). Michael Kidd's choreography illuminates the…


Our company just recently started using your product. We have several tasks that at minimum ten people will need to follow. Rather than typing in each person one-by-one with the hopes that we don't forget someone, we created a group email account via gmail. However, email notifications are not being sent to the group. Any ideas as to why or how we can create a "group" of followers?
Interesting to note, when we signed in as the Group Account to Edit the profile we requested a change in the password. Every person in the group received an email notification that the password was changed, but yet no one received notice when a note was posted on the task.
In order for notifications to be sent out, the email address must be validated. If you would like to provide me the email address I can confirm whether or not the this has been completed.


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Indigenous leaders appalled after being granted access to Illawarra's Whale Cave for first time in decades
By Kelly Fuller
Posted Thu 1 Oct 2020 at 9:51pm Thursday 1 Oct 2020 at 9:51pm Thu 1 Oct 2020 at 9:51pm , updated Fri 2 Oct 2020 at 4:28am Friday 2 Oct 2020 at 4:28am Fri 2 Oct 2020 at 4:28am
Jade Kennedy (left) hadn't seen Whale Cave since he was a child. Paul Knight had never been to the site. Both were shocked by what they saw. (ABC Illawarra: Tim Fernandez)
abc.net.au/news/illawarra-indigenous-sites-being-destroyed-behind-barricades/12717976
The locked gates protecting Sydney's water catchment are helping conceal the legacy of mining damage to Aboriginal cultural heritage sites along the Illawarra escarpment.
Whale Cave features more than 200 ochre and charcoal drawings estimated to be at least 6,000 years old
Indigenous leaders have not been able to access significant sites for decades, and in some cases not at all
The Illawarra Local Aboriginal Land Council says the NSW Planning system that allows the destruction needs to be changed
About 10 kilometres from Wollongong, nestled in subtropical rainforest near Cordeaux Dam is Whale Cave, which contains more than 200 ochre and charcoal drawings, including portrayals of a large whale and emus.
Special permission is needed to enter the catchment and last month members of the Illawarra Local Aboriginal Land Council were granted access for the first time in decades.
Land council chairman Jade Kennedy had not visited the site since he was a child.
"We have physically got gates and we have bureaucracy that continues to lock us out and remove us from the opportunity to be connecting with our stories," Mr Kennedy said.
Whale Cave's charcoal and ochre drawings of a whale and emus are believed to be at least 6,000 years old. (ABC Illawarra: Tim Fernandez)
"It is not even like sitting at the side of your grandmother when she is dying — it is sitting in a cell next to your grandfather while they torture him.
"What are we doing?
"This is very heartbreaking and difficult to see — it looks very different than when I was a kid."
A large metal fence has been installed to protect Whale Cave, but it is also stopping the community connecting with its history. (ABC Illawarra: Kelly Fuller)
6,000 years old, but no protection
The art is believed to date back some 6,000 years and some of the pictures represent connections to significant creation stories.
"They are not just drawings, this is all of our history, this is the country we are sharing, and this is its story, how it was created and how it come to be and for some reason we are trying to make it so that it can't be seen," Mr Kennedy said.
"This desecration and the impacts that we can physically see on this cave are a display of what is happening to us as a people."
Jade Kennedy is heartbroken by the destruction of Whale Cave and the community's exclusion from the cultural site. (ABC Illawarra: Tim Fernandez)
The sandstone cave was damaged in about 1979 when Nebo Colliery was using the bord-and-pillar mining method.
It was owned by BHP Billiton subsidiary Illawarra Coal at the time.
In 2006 the land manager, WaterNSW, installed mesh and steel supports and used treated pine pit props to help stop the cave ceiling from collapsing.
Now, new rockfalls at the back of the cave are continuing to destroy the art.
Timber props are the only things preventing the sandstone cave from collapsing. (ABC Illawarra: Tim Fernandez)
But despite its cultural importance, the site is not listed as an Aboriginal Place under the National Parks and Wildlife Act 1974, nor as part of the State Heritage Register listing.
Its sole listing is with Heritage NSW's Aboriginal Heritage Information Management System.
Because of the restrictions placed on access to the area, little is known about the area's other cultural sites, but it is believed there could be as many as 4,000 across the escarpment.
Continued subsidence is causing Whale Cave's internal wall to collapse and destroying the art it contains. (ABC Illawarra: Tim Fernandez)
Fresh and extended damage
Reports obtained by the ABC reveal the recent destruction of another cultural site from subsidence caused by new longwall mines operated by South32.
The company took control of the Dendrobium Mine after a demerger by BHP Billiton.
Australia's human history is being wiped away
The destruction of ancient Indigenous sites like the Juukan caves is not new for Western Australia.
Upon being granted access to the site for the first time, the land council inspected an area above longwalls 14 and 15.
They saw a shallow sandstone overhang with charcoal drawings of eels damaged by vertical and diagonal cracking, fallen rock, and water infiltration of the rock shelf.
Council chief executive Paul Knight, a frequent recipient of Aboriginal heritage reports from mining companies in the region, was shocked by the level of damage.
"Not being allowed into this area and coming in for the first time and seeing the destruction, part of me is still trying to work out how to deal with that," he said.
"Visiting the site, you realise this is real — not just the photos we see in reports, little 20-millimetre by 20-millimetre photos.
"Yeah, OK — they show damage has occurred, but it does not accurately reflect the scale of what is being lost.
Paul Knight says the planning system is based on permissibility, not prevention, and fails to protect cultural sites. (ABC Illawarra: Tim Fernandez)
"It makes you think about what happened here, what were the things that brought the community here to draw a whale so far inland, or an eel.
"What is that connection? What is it all about?
"Because we have been excluded from this area for so long a lot of that knowledge is lost."
This charcoal drawing of an eel is threatened by cracking caused by mining subsidence and possibly affected by water infiltration. (ABC Illawarra: Tim Fernandez)
'Left to the company's moral compass'
In a statement, South32 acknowledged damage to two sites:
"We are actively engaging with traditional owners, registered Aboriginal parties and government in respect of how cultural heritage management processes can be improved in the future in Australia," the miner said.
Jason Economidis, the chief operating officer for South32's Australian operations, said in a statement that the company began an internal review in June of its approach to cultural heritage management to determine "where we may need to strengthen or enhance our systems".
"It is important for cultural heritage and mining to co-exist in Australia and we are committed to working with Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander peoples, the government and industry to find a new way forward," he said.
New destruction has been recorded at another site in the Illawarra escarpment, above South32's Dendrobium Mine. (ABC Illawarra: Tim Fernandez)
Under the planning system there are no repercussions for the damage, South32 is only required to continue monitoring.
Mr Knight said while destruction of culture was allowed through the mining licence approved by the NSW Government, it raised questions about the company's moral obligations.
"When their only responsibility is to report and monitor and not think about what we have to repair, correct or even avoid, it leaves it to the company's moral compass," he said.
Multiple warning signs about the impact of subsidence line the roads within the catchment. (ABC Illawarra: Tim Fernandez)
'A low-key Juukan Gorge'
Mr Knight said the destruction of the Juukan Gorge caves in Western Australia's Pilbara region highlighted what had been happening on the escarpment for decades.
"We have had the same thing here and people ignore it," he said.
"We have been calling for years to stop this damage to our sites and everyone just keeps ignoring it.
Has Rio Tinto learnt its lesson from the destruction of the Juukan Gorge caves?
Why did the company commit this egregious act of cultural vandalism? There are several layers to the answer.
"It's been happening here way before Rio Tinto created the damage to the site over there in Western Australia.
"It's been brought to attention because it is a very significant action that has created this, rather than the low-key stuff that is created by mining subsidence.
"Once the damage is done, you can't change that — it is gone."
Mr Knight said the situation was the result of a flawed planning system.
"The reality is they are not really assessing to prevent damage," he said.
"They are assessing to get their approval through, not: 'How do we recognise and support and protect the Aboriginal cultural heritage?'"
Under the existing regime, the NSW Government allows proponents of State Significant Infrastructure like mines or major housing developments to set aside the heritage protection laws.
Paul Wand hopes the Juukan Gorge disaster in WA prompts planning law reform. (ABC Illawarra: Tim Fernandez)
A catalyst for change
Paul Wand, a former Aboriginal relations executive at Rio Tinto now based in Wollongong, said the destruction of the 46,000-year-old sacred site in WA should prompt planning policy reform.
"Juukan should ensure that Aboriginal people are at the table on any deliberations for mining expansion along under the escarpment and to our west," he said.
"The legislation is weak and, in light of Juukan, the laws certainly need to be strengthened.
"Compensation has never been discussed.
"It should be discussed as part of the overall package, but the important thing is that their knowledge be included in any protected mine development."
'Mine not directly impacting art work'
In statement, a spokesperson for the Department of Planning, Industry and Environment said the NSW Government took the protection and management of Aboriginal cultural heritage very seriously and had strict guidelines to ensure potential impacts were considered in the planning system.
"Underground mining at Dendrobium was approved in 2001 following a commission of inquiry and mining under the Browns Road Site 11 was completed in 2019," the statement said.
"Part of that approval is that South32 is required to monitor and manage any subsidence impacts on Aboriginal cultural heritage and to consult with Aboriginal stakeholders regarding appropriate management strategies for these sites.
"The mining company also holds an Aboriginal Heritage Impact Permit for potential impacts on Aboriginal heritage, which was issued in 2012.
"The mine has not directly impacted the artwork at the site.
"South32 is now required to monitor the site and develop strategies to address any impacts from mining on culturally significant sites in consultation with the Aboriginal community.
The spokesperson said the department would continue to monitor the site.
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'Whole lot of stupid actions' led to Juukan Gorge destruction, says former Rio Tinto executive
'Shocking act of corporate vandalism': Traditional owners hit back at Juukan blast during inquiry
'Does it reflect poorly on us? Absolutely': Juukan blast sends shockwaves through resources industry
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SANDY, UT October 14, 2016 Luma Touch has just released version 2.0 of LumaFX, a major update to its already powerful video effects and clip editing app. LumaFX 2.0 adds key-framing of all parameters that lets users create much more powerful effects animated over time, a new audio tool for animating audio volume over time and seeing audio levels during playback, new effects, and new controls for blending with the previous result on certain effects.
LumaFX gives you powerful tools to edit your video clips, changing frame aspect and fitting your video to the new frame, positioning your video and animating its position over time, trimming, speed and reverse effects, and layering multiple color, blur, style and distortion effects to create incredible results.
We've also created all-new tutorials to help you get the most out of LumaFX with its powerful new features.
Luma Touch has also released version 2.0 of LumaClip, with improved performance and bug fixes. LumaClip provides easy tools to re-frame you video, flip, rotate, crop, trim, reverse and speed-up or slow-down any video clip.
The Spry Engine is a powerful framework for video apps on iOS and OSX. Spry incorporates decades of expertise, enabling powerful editing, compositing and effects apps. Spry includes a full object model, powerful compositing runtime with multiple effects per clip, and a large complement of fully customizable UI components for building audio-video applications. Luma Touch continues to release video and effects products based on Spry. Spry is also available for licensing by 3rd party developers who want to develop powerful video applications quickly and easily.
LumaFX 2.0 is available in the app store now, as a free update for all existing owners, and at a special price of $4.99 for new users.
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Luma Touch, founded in 2012, is a team of passionate engineers, designers and video professionals dedicated to the development and support of exceptionally creative media software. The co-founders Chris Demiris and Terri Morgan have 50 years of combined experience in the media post-production industry, and are responsible for the design and development of several leading video editing and effects products on iOS and Windows.


It's become increasingly regular that traditional sports with any form of video game adaption often receive a league of their own. This is true in the case of football, where football clubs themselves are hiring the best FIFA players to represent them. American Football has its virtual leagues in Madden, Basketball in NBA2k, and the Ploughing Championships have Farming Simulator.
Don't check your calendar, it's not April 1st and I'm not trying to pull the cotton over your eyes. The Ploughing Championships are not affiliated with the Farming Simulator League. At least not yet, but Giant Software, Farming Simulator's Developer, has announced an official Esports league with a total prize pool of €250,000. Ten teams will compete throughout the season for the prize, displaying feats of daring farming efficiency that make any other virtual farming look like a breeze.
Giant previously tested competitive farming at Herofest 2018, with competitive hay bale stacking. That is exactly what it sounds like. This new league will run on Farming Simulator 2019 which supports a 3v3 mode. Beyond that, Giant has yet to announce specific rule sets and structures for the league.
After so much hype around the Battle Royale genre in Esports, it's refreshing to see something come out of left field into competitive gaming. Maybe Ireland will finally have an Esport we can excel at, only time will tell, but I wish Giant a bountiful harvest from their new endeavour.
P.S. That last part about having an Esport we can excel at is a joke. Phelan Esports and Nuclear Storm Gaming are killing it right now.


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Q: Citation of Base Maps? What is the convention for acknowledging the source of the base map used in a map generated in QGIS via the OpenLayers plug-in?
I'm a teacher of high school geography students who use QGIS to generate maps from data collected in the field, and their work is submitted to an external organisation for assessment, so academic honesty is especially important.
Students are entering data into .csv files and creating their own shapefiles, which I'm fine with... but they're putting that data over a base map - usually one of the OSM maps available via the OpenLayers plugin (QGIS 2.14). I currently have them simply put 'Base map: [base map name]' within their map info to at least acknowledge the source. See example below:

A: Here are two methods for attributing maps. One is quick and easy; the other is less convenient but better practice.
Method One (Quick and Dirty): Use Basemaps "With Attribution"
This is the method you're currently using. I often use this method, as it's quick and easy. You basically just add the name of the basemap layer to the final map.
Layers obtained through the QuickMapServices plugin come with Attribution metadata, but it doesn't look like OpenLayers basemaps have any Attribution metadata. Here's what the Attribution metadata looks like for the "Google Hybrid" layer obtained through the QuickMapServices plugin:

So a quick and easy way to attribute this basemap is with this attribution text: "Basemap: Google Hybrid, Map data ©2015 Google"
or "Basemap: Google Hybrid (obtained through QuickMapServices QGIS plugin), Map data ©2015 Google"
The problem with this method, is that each basemap provider has their own terms of service and copyright restriction. If you don't read the terms of service for that data provider, you might be unknowingly violating them. For example, some providers may allow you to use their basemaps, with attribution, for any purpose. Another provider may allow you to use them for non-commercial purposes only. A third provider might allow you to use them for non-commercial purposes for free, and for commercial purposes only if you pay a fee. To make sure you're not violating copyright, you should follow Method Two (below).
Pro: Quick and easy.
Con: You might be violating copyrights.

Method Two (Best Practice): Follow the Terms of Service for the Specific Data Provider
Each basemap provider (Google, OSM/Stamen, Bing, Apple Maps, Wikimedia Maps, etc) has their own terms of service. The best/safest method is to read the current terms of service for the data provider of the basemap you're using. Notice in the image above that underneath the map Title, is a web address for Google's attribution guide. If you go to this page, you'll find rules about what Google does and doesn't allow you to do with their basemaps.
Most basemaps from the QuickMapServices plugin have this link included in their metadata. OpenLayers doesn't provide this link, so you'll have to locate it yourself on the website for the data provider.
Pro: You know you're not violating copyrights.
Con: Takes longer.

My recommendation:
Assign each of your students to research the copyright requirements of one basemap provider. Have them write a short summary of those requirements. Provide all the summaries to the class. Then require your students to follow the copyright requirements when they produce their maps.
You might be tempted to ignore copyrights and terms of service, because it's "only a school assignment," so you figure you'll probably get away with it. But I think you would do a disservice to your students if you did this. Instead, take this opportunity to teach your students to do it right.


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El Campeonato Nacional de Fútbol de la Primera División de 1953 fue el torneo disputado en la 21.ª temporada de la máxima categoría del fútbol profesional chileno, con la participación de catorce equipos, luego de que ascendieran por primera vez dos equipos de la recién creada Segunda División.

El torneo se jugó en dos rondas con un sistema de todos-contra-todos.

El campeón del torneo fue Colo-Colo, que logró su sexto campeonato.

En la parte baja de la tabla de posiciones se ubicó Iberia, que mantuvo su cupo en Primera, ya que Thomas Bata, a pesar de haber salido campeón de la Segunda División de 1953, renunció a ascender debido a que la empresa de calzado Bata, que aportaba la mayor parte de los recursos económicos del club, decidió rechazar la promoción a Primera División dado los costos que conllevaba competir en esta.

Tabla final

PJ=Partidos jugados; PG=Partidos ganados; PE=Partidos empatados; PP=Partidos perdidos; GF=Goles a favor; GC=Goles en contra; Dif=Diferencia de gol; Pts=Puntos

Campeón

Véase también

Segunda División de Chile 1953

Enlaces externos

RSSSF Chile 1953

1953
1ra. división

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Maybe your spouse did laundry and put something in the dryer that wasn't supposed to go, or you simply got distracted and didn't hear the timer go off. Accidents happen. If your favorite cashmere ends up looking like it belongs on your 6-year-old nephew, remain calm. There is a solution, and it's fairly simple.
Fill a sink with lukewarm water and a capful of baby or hair shampoo.
If you're unshrinking a wool sweater, you may need more conditioner, about 1/3 of a cup. You can also use a gentle wool wash like Eucalan or Woolite for delicates.
Add the sweater and let it soak for 10 minutes.
This will relax the clothing's fibers.
Drain the sink of water.
Gently squeeze the garment, removing excess water. Do not rinse it with clean water.
Place a towel on a flat surface and lay the sweater over it.
Roll the towel up, with the clothing in it, to absorb more water. The garment should be damp but not wet.
Place the sweater on a fresh, dry towel.
Gently stretch the sweater while it's still damp. Keep it flat until it dries.


Federal Government Girls College Aumni (FEGGICOLLA) Akure, Ondo State is set to hold a fund raising ceremony, as part of activities to mark the 40thanniversary.
Briefing Journalists, weekend, in Lagos, the Alumni President, Mrs. Orie Mong Vann, said the ceremony will hold on July 15, at Sheba Centre, Maryland, Ikeja, Lagos, adding that it is aimed at assisting the school in improving the security , infrastructure and other facilities.
She affirmed that the issue of providing security infrastructure has become imperative as a result of recent series of kidnapping taking place in various schools, in Lagos, Ogun and Borno states.
Vann stressed that the association would embark on the laudable projects such as illumination of the school premises using solar energy; re-enforcing the existence fence, and provision of solar energy to power the classrooms, dormitories, laboratories, street lights and borehole.
She added that the project would be handled and managed by the association before handing over to the school.
She said the alumni plans to hold a fundraising/reunion dinner to raise N100,000,000 on the anniversary which will be held at Akure, Ondo state, from October 27-29.