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Former Griswold man pleads guilty, sentenced to 44 months for child porn charge
A former Griswold man was sentenced to 44 months in prison followed by 10 years of supervised release after he pleaded guilty in August in federal court to a receipt and distribution of child pornography charge.
Adam Lee Petrowski, 26, who had been living with family in Canterbury since his November 2010 arrest, was ordered to report to prison on Jan. 15, 2013.
According to court documents and statements made in court, Petrowski used a peer-to-peer Internet file-sharing program to receive and distribute images of child pornography. In January 2010, agents with the Connecticut Computer Crimes Task Force conducted a court-authorized search of Petrowski's Griswold residence and seized a desktop computer and an external hard drive.
Forensic analysis of the seized items revealed more than 2,300 image files and 24 video files of child pornography. Included in his collection of child pornography were images of children under the age of 12 engaged in sexually explicit conduct and images of children engaging in sadistic or masochistic conduct.
Petrowski was arrested on a federal criminal complaint on Nov. 5, 2010, and was released on a $100,000 bond.
The case was investigated by the FBI, the U.S. Secret Service and the Connecticut Computer Crimes Task Force, which includes federal, state and local law enforcement agencies. The case is being prosecuted by Assistant U.S. Attorney Sarala V. Nagala.
This prosecution is part of the U.S. Department of Justice's Project Safe Childhood Initiative and the District of Connecticut's "Operation Constant Vigilance," which are aimed at protecting children from sexual abuse and exploitation.
The Connecticut Computer Crimes Task Force, which is housed at the main FBI office in New Haven, investigates crimes occurring over the Internet, including online crimes against children, and provides computer forensic review services for participating agencies. For more information about the Task Force, or to report child exploitation crimes, contact the FBI at (203) 777-6311.
— Sasha Goldstein
Three decades later, Desiree Michaud's friends and family still seek closure


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That's why every working mother needs a backup plan. Start here.
- Strategize. Interview a handful of substitute sitters, including one or two within walking distance—and know their schedules. You want responsible people with flexible schedules: retirees, stay-at-home moms of older kids, or college students.
- Network. In a pinch, Care.com organizes babysitters by location and lets you filter by sitters who are willing to show up for a sick kid. It can even text your favorites to check last-minute availability.
- Budget. As for cost: it's a known unknown, so you can budget for it. If your kids are in day care (and hence can't go if they're sick), budget for seven days of back up care and hope to pay for five, says Katie Bugbee, managing editor of Care.com. If your nanny is sick, budget for five days of back up care and hope to pay for three.
Laura Vanderkam is the author of All the Money in the World, forthcoming in March.

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Nature "Cracking The Koala Code" at 7 pm
This program examines the day-to-day dramas of an extended family of koalas, seen through the eyes of the scientists studying their every move and vocalization. Fascinating social dynamics include territorial displays, vicious fighting and the surprising life and loves of a "traveling salesman," a rogue male who truly plays the field. New science even "cracks the koala communication code," providing insights into their basic language and social structure.
NOVA "Ice Age Death Trap" at 8 pm
In a race against developers in the Rockies, archaeologists uncover a unique site packed with astonishingly preserved bones of mammoths, mastodons and other giant extinct beasts, opening a vivid window on the vanished world of the Ice Age.
Life On Fire "The Surprise Salmon" at 9 pm
In Alaska, the fresh water that feeds the rivers is snowmelt from North America's highest mountains and most active volcanoes. Time and again, they erupt and poison the rivers. Scientists have only just begun to piece together what might have happened nearly 2,000 years ago, when one race of salmon faced the death of their natal river and were forced back to the open ocean on an exceptional adventure. Navigating between the sulphurous waters, bears, sharks and eagles, the fish escaped the Earth's wrath to give birth to descendants that continue their pioneering journey to the heart of an active volcano.


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Story highlights
- Allison Brennan: I was sexually abused when I was a child; it's not easy to reveal this
- Brennan: To heal, victims need to be able to talk about what happened to them
- She says many victims are afraid to speak out because they feel ashamed or scared
- Brennan: Talking about it sends a message to society to pay more attention to this issue
I was 5 years old when the person who took my innocence touched me inappropriately. What he did to me went on for a period of time, though I don't remember how long exactly.
He was a teenage babysitter. His sister also participated in the abuse. She taught me things that no child should know about sex. To this day I don't understand why they did what they did. I'm not sure I care why they did it.
What matters to me now is talking about it. As a victim, I want to start a conversation about sexual abuse. As a society, I'm well aware that many people -- victims like me -- are afraid to speak out because they feel ashamed or scared.
But by remaining silent, victims like me feel like we're taking responsibility for a crime committed against us that we know is wrong.
I wanted nothing to do with the abuse. I didn't want it to be a part of me, so I ignored it for almost 25 years. During that time, the memories haunted me and I developed unhealthy coping mechanisms to compensate for the negative way I saw myself. I tried to be outwardly perfect. I withdrew and became defensive when I faced criticism.
But in order to heal, victims need to be able to talk about what happened to them, to acknowledge the horror of it, to condemn it and to demand punishment.
For example, if we pretend that armed robberies don't happen because they are bad, we would probably have Bonnies and Clydes running around everywhere.
By talking about sexual abuse, we send a message to society to pay more attention to this problem.
It's not easy for me to disclose this part of my life. But with the love of my family and friends, I have begun to address the problem. Part of that includes seeking the help of a therapist to understand the impact of the abuse.
And then something happened the other day.
When Woody Allen received a lifetime achievement award and got a standing ovation at the Golden Globes on Sunday night, his ex-wife Mia Farrow and her son Ronan Farrow sent out tweets that alluded to alleged sexual abuse of Mia Farrow's adopted daughter Dylan, who was 7 when Allen and Farrow were married. Allen denied the allegation and was never charged, but Mia and Ronan believe otherwise.
Their tweets made me think of my own past. I remember reading an article a few months ago about the allegation. When I read about Dylan and the Farrows trying to put forward her voice and her story, I wondered what was holding me back in telling my story.
Now, I'm revealing to the public something so personal I'm not sure what's going to happen as a result. I am not sure how people will treat me. I don't know if people will think I am damaged. I hope not. I've been told I am brave for talking about it. But I wish I never had to be brave. I wish it had never happened.
It's a punishment to me every day knowing that the people who abused me -- who impacted my life in such a harmful way -- escaped justice. As much as I want to bring my case to justice, it is difficult to do so because it happened more than two decades ago in a foreign country. At the time, I didn't understand what was happening to me. I was 5, and I wasn't going to take anyone to court.
I am not entirely sure that going public with my story is a good idea. I do know that the alternative - denial and silence - is no way to live. I felt ashamed of something I didn't do. But as I have begun to talk about the abuse, I have discovered that I have no reason to feel ashamed.
There are many adults who may feel ashamed about sexual abuse in their own life. They may be confused about what to do. They may think -- "what if I am wrong and I accuse this person and create a mess" -- and they balk at action.
They should take action -- when they are ready. Whether that means taking their perpetrator to court, speaking out about how to help victims, discussing with their communities about ways of prevention, or advocating for more resources to help those who are being sexually abused or were sexually abused.
The therapy I have been lucky enough to have access to has changed my life. An important part of overcoming sexual abuse is addressing the stigma of seeking the help of a therapist, because some people may think you're crazy or unstable. I am not. But I was wounded. Therapy has helped me begin to heal that wound.
According to National Center for Victims of Crime, one in five girls and one in twenty boys are victims of sexual abuse. Such abuse causes children to "develop low self-esteem, a feeling of worthlessness and an abnormal or distorted view of sex." And when they grow up, they can become withdrawn and suicidal.
As a journalist, every day when I show up for work, I ask other people to tell their stories from staring down the Navy Yard shooter to surviving the Moore, Oklahoma tornado. I ask these people to be fearless in telling the world about their stories.
But when it came to my own story, I haven't done it...until now. I believe in telling the truth -- and I believe telling the truth can set you free, however trite that is. If you can find your words, you should use them. I hope it helps.
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text: Thanks for all of your lovely replies...I can't believe how sad I feel...Eyes are less leaky today so far though. I keep "seeing" her everywhere. Managed to move all her things today, I couldn't face it yesterday. She was one in a million :(( I have said that we would have no more cats but going to see how I feel in a few weeks, My old cat died at 18 when I was 18 then had Taylor two years later until now...Very weird not having a cat about. I am so lucky she lived to such a good age...xx


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Farewell HC
So here I am!
uni was closed of course!
I dont know how could I love this city... now it seems to me so dreadful, Im freaking out here!
So in few days Marseille, Im back here on 20th of aug, and then... SPAIN:)
Im in between;)
well, after few monthes in Real Great Brittan Im heading south to get some sunshine and education in Montpellier. Sunshine for sure, but with this education... huh, you never know in France. the question is: will the university office be open or not?! We gonna find out!
wish me luck !
day in Coventry
I've just tried to post info about meeting on HC, but
DB Maintenance...
it seems that it will be only cs meeting...
Im starting to be pissed off or really upset by all this situation there... And especially Veits attitude:(
We are too much picking on him, but at the other hand... he doesn't take any responsability for his acts...


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trey burke
Exponent Time
Bryan Fuller
Trey Burke doesn't have to prove anything to anyone anymore. If he doesn't win national player of the year, it'll be an upset. NBA types are scrambling over each other to draft him in the top ten despite his lack of stature. He picked up the baton left by Darius Morris and jammed Michigan forward into its first Sweet 16 in almost 20 years. (Turnovers be damned!) As a freshman he was the best player on a team that broke an even longer Big Ten title drought. Trey Burke must find internal motivation these days; haterz are thin on the ground.
If Michigan goes out against shot-swatting Jeff Withey and his band of athletic freaks, oh well. Vegas has figured it and pegs the Jayhawks as favorites; Kenpom has Michigan by one, basically a pick 'em. If Michigan's run ends here that won't reflect poorly on Burke. Like Denard Robinson, Burke's done all he can do in this town.
Unlike Denard, all of his limbs are still working, and if things break right mosaic artists in southeast Michigan are going to be living large for a while. With the potential for a tourney upset past, Burke's at the same point Shawn Hunwick was last year when his .932 save percentage saw Michigan into the hockey tourney as a top seed. The options now are: great or the greatest.
As always, merely great is the heavy favorite. The gauntlet Michigan has to run reads something like Kansas-Florida-Syracuse-Louisville. We are entering the Super Meat Boy Warp Zone portion of the tourney.
Michigan, unfortunately, cannot respawn.
I don't think these things weigh on Burke. When you can remember the one blistering sequence at Ohio State where Burke was rattled and a detriment—remember the gravity-shift terror of the new universe you found yourself in—that says more about his base state of being than any step-back jumper you care to name. There's a tag on this here blog about it. Trey Burke is more of an emoticon than any other point guard I've experienced, and it's this one:
He does things that make pinwheels explode from Mitch McGary's head with the laconic coolness of Death harvesting a plague-ridden city. Also my head, Mitch McGary being a low bar to clear in the realm of cranial pinwheel explosions*. It wouldn't be a huge surprise if he turned out to be a robot.
He's got a tough job tonight. Kansas runs out a pile of swarming, long, experienced athletes. If you get past the first guy, this guy lurks:
Even though Burke should get 20 minutes against 5'11" Naadir Tharpe nothing's coming easy. Michigan needs Trey Burke to make it look like it, though, to glide to that spot on the baseline he takes his leaner from, to toss his hot-potato floater over Withey's outstretched fingers, to pull up at the top of the key and fire in a three, to push any sliver of a fast break.
One game doesn't define a player, especially one who'll be running an NBA team for the next decade. Burke's just adding exclamation points after his name at this juncture. We're about to hit the exponential part of the curve, though.
x = games into tourney; y = burke apotheosis points
My preferred Burke exclamation point count comes with scientific notation. Screw Mudville, let's do this.
*[OH MY GOD HUMMUS IS 50 CENTS OFF /does cartwheels into banana display]
Mailbag: Big Man Rotation, Dealing With Withey, NBA Departure Odds, Big Puppy's Breed, Unhappy Visitors
I received a recruiting mailbag question via email and, in the process of requesting more questions on Twitter, this mostly turned into a basketball mailbag. So, here's a hoops mailbag with a couple of bonus football recruiting questions, I guess.
Starter of the future, also starter of the present (Photo: Bryan Fuller)
Do you think that Morgan getting rest against VCU could help him have a serviceable/good game against Kansas? — @carlseikoll
This is the first of two questions about the big men, so let's focus on Jordan Morgan's situation for now. He got a lot of rest against VCU—the whole game, in fact—on the heels of playing just one minute against South Dakota State and 18 combined minutes in the Big Ten Tournament.
It'd be nice to pin the blame for Morgan's reduced role on his midseason ankle injury, but I think we're beyond that point—he played over 22 minutes in each of the four games leading up to the BTT. It's entirely possible that coming back from the injury too soon sapped his confidence, especially in his ability to get lift off the floor and go up strong when finishing with the basketball. Or a bad stretch of games and subsequent benching may just be getting in his head.
Whatever the reason, it seems unlikely that John Beilein would keep Morgan nailed to the bench in the VCU blowout—not giving him the chance to regain some confidence in a low-risk situation—only to have a big role in store for him against one of the nation's best teams (and best big men). Which leads to the next question...
What is the hierarchy of McGary, Horford, Morgan, and what they can do to stop Withey? — @stephenjnesbitt
Mitch McGary is the starter at this point, a point I doubt anyone will dispute. He's emerged as both the team's most consistent and productive center, and as long as he stays out of foul trouble he should play the majority of the team's minutes from here on out.
Given the above, Jon Horford is the next man on the floor, and Morgan should be used either sparingly or only in case of emergency. While this rotation worked out great in the first two tournament games, however, there's reason to worry heading into the Kansas game.
The reason, of course, is Jeff Withey—a real, functional, productive big man, something Michigan didn't really see in the first two NCAA games. I don't think there's a huge gap between Michigan's three big men offensively, aside from McGary's stellar offensive rebounding; all three aren't players Beilein is going to post up often, especially against one of the country's best shot blockers. Against Kansas, whoever's playing center won't do much more than set picks and fight for putback opportunities.
The difference will come at the defensive end. Morgan has certainly struggled in the last couple weeks, to the point that I don't think Michigan can confidently throw him into the fray on Friday; that's a problem, because he's still by far their best on-ball post defender, and Withey is a skilled post player with a high usage. McGary, meanwhile, has done everything well recently except defend on the ball—overlooked in his performance against VCU was the Rams' lone big man, Juvonte Reddic, scoring 16 points on 7/11 shooting in 24 minutes, with only one of those baskets coming off an offensive rebound. McGary is also foul-prone, though not as much as Horford, who commits a sky-high 6.4 fouls per 40 minutes.
I still don't think Morgan will play much, if at all. If he does, it will be because Withey is terrorizing the defense in the post. The best thing Michigan can do against Withey on Friday is to try to lure him away from the basket as a shot-blocker—expect a lot of pick-and-roll action—and look to deny him post touches defensively. This is one of the worst games for the Wolverines to be without a full-strength (mentally and physically) Jordan Morgan, but that's the way the ball bounces.
[Hit THE JUMP for the odds of Michigan's underclassmen jumping to the NBA, searching for Big Puppy's breed, and a couple of recruiting questions.]
One Frame At A Time: SDSU & VCU
Mitch McGary was unquestionably the star of Michigan's tournament weekend. He will appear several times in later on in this post. But my gawd, Spike Albrecht, you just made the pass of the year on a team with Trey Burke. Take a bow.
Four other reasons this gif wins the weekend:
- You can see VCU's defender rip open Glenn Robinson III's jersey as he runs down the court. This did not appear to affect GRIII very much.
- The bench goes nuts... before GRIII even dunks.
- Both Tim Hardaway Jr. (bottom left corner) and Trey Burke (in front of the bench) hop in identical fashion at the exact same time, like it's a Pavlovian response to Robinson's dunk.
- Spike rounds off his run at the three-point line. Walk it out like crutches, Spike.
All these things are great, and all pale in comparison to the pass itself. Thread, meet needle.
[Hit THE JUMP to see (and vote for) the best gifs from Michigan's opening weekend, also known as Mitchapalooza.]
Forgot About Trey
3/23/2013 – Michigan 78, VCU 53 – 28-7, Sweet 16
Bryan Fuller
It doesn't take long for people to forget who you are. One loss to a MAC team on the big stage seems to do it, even if that MAC team was an overtime away from the Elite Eight. The next year you might find yourself on a bit of a skid to end the year, facing down another mid-major star and instantly targeted by the talking heads as upset city, baby*. Rule one of sports opinion: the last thing that happened will always keep happening.
If you ever find yourself in this situation, I'll be surprised since that means you've been a head coach for a zillion years. You'll also be feeling like John Beilein has been the past week. Drinking decaf tea. Thinking about covalent bonds. Enjoying your grandchildren. Pissed off.
I mean… John Beilein, projected first-round upset victim. I don't know if you know this, head-talker,—I think you should since you will never stop referring to Michigan's 1-3-1 zone—but John Beilein has been around the block. He's made verbs. Have you made a verb? Does it mean "higher seed has just been blitzed out of tournament by three-raining center"? No. It means "seemingly has not watched college basketball since he played it, and probably not even then." Except your verb doesn't exist. "Pittsnogled" exists.
Even if your theory is that Beilein's March blitzes ended at the Big Ten's edge, you've got more evidence against you than in favor of you. In 2009, a ramshackle Michigan ten-seed took out #7 Clemson. At one point that game was a blowout before Michigan went into clock-kill mode. They held themselves in against Oklahoma despite deploying Zack Novak against Blake Griffin and having to rely on Anthony Wright as their primary scorer with Manny Harris stapled to the bench, in foul trouble. Two years later Michigan ran Tennessee out of the gym in an 8-9 game and was inches away from taking #1 Duke to OT.
Basketball's weird, randomness is random, bad things happen to chemistry teachers, yeah yeah. Going out of your way to project John Beilein doing poorly in the tourney is like pressing Trey Burke: once in a while you get lucky. Over the long run you're going to end up holding your intestines, thinking about a foolish life ill-lived.
Don't even get the tiny slice of John Beilein's brain given over to his id (he keeps it between gluten-free pancake recipes and lamp instructions in a disused, dusty corner) started about what happens after you show Summit Trey Burke his intestines. If the tiny disused id could draw Beilein's attention for a fraction of a second, boy, would he be slightly peevish about VCU this, havoc that. About new hotness Shaka Smart and his defense with a name and everything and a two-year-old play-in-to-Final-Four run.
The definition of whippersnapper (Bryan Fuller)
The gap between expectations of serious men—Vegas installed Michigan a slight favorite—and the chatter of VCU havoc-ing Kansas and whoever might come next was large.
"All we've been hearing was the VCU 'Havoc,' we didn't hear anything about us, and we wanted to prove we're no team to mess with right now," Michigan freshman Nik Stauskas said. "All you heard is 'how are they going to stop Nate Wolters?' Stuff like that."
The thing is: Shaka Smart is a great tourney coach. Entering Saturday's game against Michigan he was 7-1 against the spread during March Madness. He did that whole first-four-to-Final-Four thing. He is appallingly young to have done this. I have to tell you that when VCU's band was putting Akron's to shame on Thursday and their dancers were just kind of, I don't know, moving, you know, in a certain way and VCU came out and blitzed Akron it was intimidating. This was before I knew they had a guy with a Tim the Enchanter hat even.
Smart has created an aura. VCU's presence at an NCAA tourney site brings an electricity with it. This havoc thing will be a verb sooner or later. Shaka Smart is 35.
It's just that John Beilein's been doing this since Shaka Smart was playing with Legos. No, since Smart was gurgling out his first words. Dude was one year old when Beilein started his coaching career at an age even more appallingly young than Smart did. On March 19th, Beilein was 10-2 against the spread in the tourney since '05. He's since added two more ATS wins to his docket, the last one a deconstruction of Havoc™ so comprehensive that Michigan put up 1.2 points per possession despite hitting just 30% of their infinite wide-open threes.
Anyone predicting VCU to do things forgot that this was a John Beilein team piloted by Trey Burke. I am almost certain the handshake in the aftermath did not feature Beilein telling Smart he was strapped with gats when Smart was cuddling a cabbage patch. But not completely. Kansas awaits; John Beilein sips tea with eviscerating intent.
*["Upset city, baby" patently unfair here since Dick Vitale in fact put Michigan in his Final Four. I enjoy being patently unfair to Dick Vitale. If you consider this a character flaw in me, I consider it a character flaw in you. So there.]
McGary, of course. (Fuller photo, Ace photoshop, board suggestion at right.)
It will not be news if I tell you that Mitch McGary had himself a day: 21 points on 10 of 11 shooting, 14 rebounds, and even a made free throw. He earned Obligatory Wes Unseld references from the announce team and The Sporting News.
Oh, and he just might be the best outlet passer we've seen since Wes Unseld. Matter of fact, he's built a lot like Unseld, too, with a hard-edged game like the Naismith Memorial Basketball Hall of Famer.
He dove on the floor with Michigan up 20, because that is what a St. Bernard would do.
To cap it all off, he gave Kammron Taylor a flashback seizure so bad that Chris Rock (That Chris Rock) had a twinge:
He and GRIII were the engines behind a blowout on the boards: 19% OREB for VCU, 41% for Michigan. He played 34 minutes with a single foul. It was a day. If he can go head to head with Jeff Withey… dot dot dot.
While I don't think that's super-likely, guys do have coming-out parties that suddenly announce they have reached the proverbial Next Level. Beasting on an undersized VCU team with their one quality post stuck on the bench for a big chunk of the game* might count. Going head-to-head with Jeff Withey and coming out even is indisputable. I'm saying there's as chance.
*[Reddic had 16 points on 13 shot equivalents in 24 minutes. His backups saw a total of 21 minutes, in which they attempted zero shots.]
Stat of the game. Michigan gave up all of four fast-break points to VCU and scored 15 of their own. That is the recipe for blowing Shaka Smart off the court.
Stat of the game, part II. Michigan had 12 turnovers, VCU 11. This number is of course under the 15 magic number, or 23 magic percent. VCU also managed just two more steals than Michigan.
Slash and burn. I got a lot of grief about this assertion when Michigan ended up in the same pod as the rams:
Whenever someone posts a bracket and says they like or do not like the matchups therein there is always the guy who says they will boil themselves alive if VCU is a potential second-round matchup. I say bring the Rams on:
VCU 100% dependent on (huge) TO margin. A-10 opponents actually shooting better than Rams.
I'll take that strength versus VCU's many other weaknesses in the matchup game.
Now everyone will kill me if we lose to VCU in the second round. I should have said nothing.
I'm not usually a point-to-my-awesome-prediction guy, because predictions are stupid. (Remember "NC State is the #8 seed no #1 wants to see?") In this case, though, WOOOOOOOO.
Michigan's three and a half ballhandlers defeated virtually all attempts to run that 1-2-1 diamond trap. Except for a brief period right after halftime when Burke got run into a few traps—a couple times by his teammates—trying to heat him up was more loss than win for VCU. The 15 fast break points don't seem to include a number of possessions where the broken VCU press led to crushing GRIII/McGary dunks.
Those two were 17 of 19 combined on twos, and GRIII's miss was a chaotic attempt with guys falling all over the place that McGary immediately rebounded and put back. All but three of those attempts were at the rim. The press mostly set up dunks or layups or Kobe assists, not turnovers.
How did this happen? Why didn't the quick turnaround hamper Michigan's preparation? The program is based on ball control.
"Preparation for a game like this does not happen in one day," Beilein said. "If you came to our early drills in October, in the summer, we're catching on two feet, we're pivoting, we're passing the ball to the outside hand. We're valuing each possession. You play a team like VCU, if you don't value each possession and take care of the basketball, they're going to run points on you like crazy. (They're) averaging 75 points a game, 20 of those are off defensive transition off turnovers. We work on it daily.
"The prep was really minor (on Friday), as far as 90 minutes of walking around, doing things."
This was a draw of doom for VCU, playing a team that basically spends every practice defeating your system.
Spike. Hello. Spike Albrecht's 14 minutes came with a made three, a missed two that really should have been a Kobe assist (he drew Reddic and threw one off the backboard to Horford; Horford managed to biff the putback), and a couple of assists. The second blew the roof off the Palace:
nooooooooooooooo! ohhhhhhhhhhhh! lolllllllllllllllllll
(Watch the bench, BTW.) This is the bit where you started cackling madly because this was officially a replay of Tennessee 2011, and bitterly wished Gus Johnson was doing this game—oh my God Gus Johnson doing this game.
Anyway, Spike has a nasty habit of dribbling 25 seconds off the shot clock but eventually teams get irritated that this little white kid is running around the court on them and foul him. I do not think this is a sustainable strategy, but there are worse backup point guards to have.
One thing he's got in common with all Michigan point guards since Darius Morris emerged: kid is unflappable. He showed that today and during a stabilizing cameo after Michigan had gotten run early at Ohio State. Contrast his play with a clearly rattled Caris LeVert, who cost Michigan a few points in four minutes in the first half and then ceded the rest of his time to Albrecht.
A HUMBLEBRAG CHAMPION IS YOU. Hardaway on his reverse two handed slam:
"Coach (John) Beilein always said if you're going to do something flashy, it better work," Hardaway said after the game. "I just tried to do the easiest dunk that I knew how to do.
"It ended up being that."
Supporting cast turnovers. VCU got to Burke a bit, forcing seven turnovers out of him. A couple of those weren't his fault—in particular I remember one ill-fated backcourt trap that Nik Stauskas led Burke right into—but that's a high number. It's offset by the 5 the rest of the team picked up. Hardaway and Stauskas operated as press relief and auxiliary ballhandling, finishing the day with a 4 to 1 A:TO ratio. Add in Spike's one TO in 15 minutes and that's an impressive job of TO avoidance.
It's an expected job of TO avoidance, mostly. The exception: Hardaway taking the ball up the floor for big chunks of the game without incident was a bonus. It helped that VCU couldn't put one of their flypaper PGs on him with Burke out there and Theus in foul trouble.
A series of missed lane floaters. VCU was hurt early by a series of possessions that ended with their guards—I guess they're all basically guards—getting into the lane, whereupon McGary would help but not really challenge. The resulting short floaters went clang clang clang.
Looking at the box score, might this have been the gameplan? Rob Brandenberg, Melvin Johnson, Briante Weber, and Troy Daniels were a combined 9 of 24 from two, and if you look at those dudes' season averages and squint away a fast break adjustment, that's not far off what you'd expect from that collection of mediocre midrange shooters.
In compensation, VCU suffered a 3/16 night from three, with designated sniper Tony Daniels going 1/9, and got to the line just 6 times, all of those attempts from large-ish folk Treveon Graham and Juvonte Reddic. Graham, VCU's highest-usage player, was limited to eight shot equivalents in 35 minutes. As a team, VCU picked up six assists on 23 made baskets. Michigan had 17 on 31.
The problem with Michigan's D is that they kind of have to give something up. If those are lane runners without a Kobe Assist waiting, that doesn't seem too bad.
Behold the power of a withering tourney blowout on Kenpom. VCU rocketed from 22nd to 14th thanks to their Akron annihilation; Michigan providing the Rams the greatest two-game swing in tournament history bounced them up four spots. They are now ahead of Kansas(!) even after the Jayhawks' crunching second half against North Carolina.
All of this is poisoned by Akron playing their game against VCU short four players and the three-standard-dev matchup advantage Michigan had against the Rams, but you guys we're totally beating Kansas! You guys.
I don't think we're going to beat Kansas you guys. They've struggled for 60 of their 80 minutes in the tourney so far, sure. That doesn't change their season-long performance and the looming terror that is Jeff Withey. It seems like their shot is dependent on whether Kansas is a funhouse mirror version of some fourth graders like they were for about 22 minutes against North Carolina or a lethal death machine like they were the final 18 more than anything Michigan does.
I say that in part because turnovers are a persistent Kansas problem. They don't really have a point guard per se; facsimile Elijah Johnson's assist rate is barely above his TO rate. But Michigan does not force turnovers much. Unforced errors from Kansas seem to be make or break for them in this one.
But there's a reason Kenpom has this even. Just as soon as I figure it out I'll let you know about it.
Second small downer thing. Michigan couldn't have put Jordan Morgan out there for like five minutes? I'm worried that his mental state is haywire right now and Kansas looks like a team that will demand more post rotation from M. They play a two-post system with 6'8" senior Kevin Young (season 3PA: 6; season 3PM: 0). Young is a top-100 OREB guy and almost-top-200 DREB guy who shoots 56% from two. Meanwhile, Withey draws 5.2 fouls/40.
With the prospect of McGary foul trouble looming and the possibility Michigan will want to run two posts out there in the event Young is beating up GRIII on the boards, you'd expect Morgan to get 15 minutes or more in this one except for the fact he disappeared almost entirely last weekend.
Rothstein on McGary:
McGary almost shrugged discussing the hit, with a sly smile yet insisting it was unintentional. That is part of what makes McGary a question mark for how good this Michigan team could be in the final two weeks of the season.
"Mitch, his confidence was incredible today, easy drop-offs and offensive boards that he got and he just kept going," said Michigan redshirt freshman forward Max Bielfeldt. "He can go on a run, and he's just very talented. When he gets his game going, he's really, really tough to stop.
"He's a guy, when he gets going, he's going to keep going, and his enthusiasm keeps his game at a high level."
Gary Parrish on… McGary.
"We're an even-keeled group," Stauskas said. "Except for Mitch."
The Daily's Everett Cook on… McGary.
"He came in weighing in the 250s, ballooned up a little bit, you know, enjoying the cafeteria a bit too much," Alexander said. "Then he got back, recalibrated with his discipline."
John Niyo on… McGary. (And other stuff.)
McGary had 20 pounds on VCU forward Juvonte Reddic, and probably 40 pounds on just about everybody else the Rams could throw at him. Funny what escaping from the rough-and-tumble Big Ten can do for a guy, isn't it?
"I mean, I guess it was easy to grab rebounds," he said.
Easy for him to say. But hard to do justice to his energy level — "He went down and chased all the loose balls," Smart said — that never waned despite his playing a season-high 34 minutes.
"That's Mitch McGary," Burke said. "That's what he does. He's the guy that gives us the spark and makes our engine run."
Baumgardner on McGary!
"Mitch was at the LeBron James Skills Academy the summer before he (committed to Michigan), and he was out of the game and he was getting cups of water for his teammates," Alexander recalled earlier this week. "That, in essence, gave us an idea of the type of person he is.
"A selfless spirit that allows our culture to grow."
Burke broke Darius Morris's single-season assist record in the game. Talking head recap. Beilein says things. Clownfrauds no more, doubters silenced, welcome to the jungle amirite. Trey would be relieved if he could feel hoo-man squishy emotions, but clearly he cannot so this is probably a misquote.
Five Key Plays. Mitch, destroy.
Michigan-Kansas is primetime Friday on CBS. McGary talking trash to Charles Barkley. Beilein on the Morgan situation.
Dear Diary: Ce Matin, Pas de Lapin
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Kids who were my age in France all grew up with this song Ce Matin, un Lapin… (this morning, a rabbit…) about a hare who turned the tables on a hunter and thus commenced the bunny revolution. The singer is a lady named Chantal Goya who spent years trying to carve out a niche in pop music by being ironically jejune, then found her calling by dropping the irony and singing kids songs on the French Disney Channel.
Kids my age who went to Michigan might remember a band called Tally Hall who have followed a similar career path. In 2005 I earned my Level 5 music cred badge by sharing a booth at a New York bar with the Atlantic Records people while Tally tried out for them. The music folk tossed around fancy adjectives like "jejune" to capture how fresh and cool it was to find a rock band that can occupy the antipode of metal the Beatles brushed with An Octopus's Garden. They signed them, but after one album the label forgot about them and that lapsed into that. Recently my best friend reported via Facebook that his three-year-old is a huge Tally Hall fan.
All this week Michigan fans shared a booth with all the really cool basketball people while they circle-talked themselves into the South Dakota State Jackrabbits as the hipster upset pick and Nate Wolters as the best point guard in the country (though you've probably never heard of him).
Nine minutes into the second half the rabbits were finally starting to lose pace with the Wolverines when Burke and LeVert* went up for a rebound and Wolters ran in to give Trey a 'Wisconsin Special' undercut hip check that sent Michigan's own pretty good guard crashing to the floor. As Burke clutched his head the panic claxons went off in yours. There was no foul (of course), the ball was awarded to the Jackrabbits (of course), and they of course went right down the court and scored.
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You could imagine the Disney ending from here, a Cinderella advance amidst the cheers of Spartans in brand new turquoise tees. All it would take was 11 minutes of indifferent D, refs that hate us, threes that clang, twos that shouldn't have been shot, and Spike Albrecht running around with the ball like a mad chicken, to end the career of Michigan's greatest player since _____(?) with the prostrate pose above.
Here's how it really went:
- Stauskas drove hard (NJAS!) to the basket and through hard contact to make a layup and collect a rare and-one, which he made. 52-43.
- Wolters forced to take a long two, missed, rebounded by Albrecht
- Albrecht does his running around thing, gets the ball to Hardaway, TIMMMAYY makes a jumpshot. 54-43.
- Wolters misses a three, Horford MANBALLS the rebound out of another contestant's hands.
- Trey Burke returns, drives inside collecting ALL THE DEFENSE, then kicks out to wide open Hardaway for three, buried. 57-43.
That was enough for the Wolverines to finish off the rascally rabbits, final score 71-56.
As it turns out the audience for simple cutesy catchy formulaic music is little kids, rabbits tend to lose to hunters, and Michigan is better at major sports than those guys you've probably never heard of. Who could have imagined? Also as it turns out this little game column was all a prelude to the Diary of the Week by saveferris, who looked at the performance of past 4 seeds and found, well, the higher seed you are the better your prospects for tourney success. File all of this under the kind of duh that takes occasional reminding.
* His surname is French for "The Green" but a "leveret" is a baby rabbit.
Etc. Every goal from hockey's WMU sweep plus a few bad puns of blue/blew from MGoBlueline. The basketball game is at noon on Saturday so you can watch that then still make it to the Joe. LSAClassof2000 looks at run vs. pass balance over recent Big Ten history, finding Wisconsin and Ohio State run a lot. Need to get the 4th quarters and blowouts out of there though if you want to find the meat. Blockhams was drawn before Ryan was hurt, isn't funny anymore.
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At my childhood home in Ann Arbor, a framed photo is propped up on the bookshelf in my brother's old room. It shows my brother, Jack, and me with a close family friend in the cheap seats of The Palace of Auburn Hills. It was the spring of 1995, and I was seven years old. I couldn't look more excited to be there, the smile on my face borderline cartoonish.
My father, a Detroit native and Michigan grad, had moved the family from San Francisco to Ann Arbor less than two years prior. In that time, he'd introduced me to Michigan football and Red Wings hockey; my brother and I alternated fall Saturdays with him at the Big House, and early summer evenings were reserved for watching playoff hockey in the living room. Dad was never a big basketball guy, though, so I had to look elsewhere to find an NBA rooting interest.
My father's business partner lived in Ann Arbor at the time. Gail was a Boston native and, naturally, a Celtics fan—"The Celtics will rise again," she'd like to say—and she also acted as a second mother to Jack and me. When my parents wanted a break from raising the two of us, we'd spend the night at Gail's apartment. That was where she introduced us to basketball; one of my most vivid childhood memories is sitting on her bed, eating popcorn and watching J.R. Rider win the '94 Slam Dunk Contest with his between-the-legs "East Bay Funk" dunk.
Gail also introduced us to Michael Jordan, and like most everyone of my generation, I couldn't get enough of watching him play. He'd retired to play baseball, of course, but we'd pop in Bulls championship VHS tapes and marvel at the greatest. When I got home, I'd go to the backyard and play on the Little Tykes hoop set up on our brick patio, throwing down one-handed—and in my mind, buzzer-beating—dunks with my tongue out, just like Mike. Though I also watched the Pistons, rooted for them, collected their sports cards, I never pretended to be Grant Hill or Joe Dumars. If you're not the best in your dreams, why have dreams?
On March 18th, 1995, I was in the midst of one of these backyard fantasy sessions. My mother rarely interrupted these except to call me in for dinner. This time, though, she walked out of the back door bearing an important message.
"He's back."
This was how, less than a month later, I'd be photographed at the home of the Detroit Pistons wearing a Bulls hat and Michael Jordan Birmingham Barons shirt. Jack wore a similar outfit. Gail, the Celtics fan, donned a Bulls sweatshirt. Some athletes transcend sports fandom.
My lasting memory of that night is seeing Jordan, wearing #45 and playing his way into shape, commanding the full attention of every spectator. He may not have been at the peak of his game, but the best player on the court was obvious to everyone in the building. From the cheap seats, my eyes rarely left Jordan, awestruck by his effortless greatness.
The box score shows that MJ scored 29 points that night, going 12/23 from the field while adding nine rebounds and nine assists; a great game, sure, but not one that would leave a lifelong impression on a budding sports fanatic if not for the nature by which it was achieved—with complete ease and confidence, Jordan moved through the game like he was starring in a play for which only he knew the script.
The box score also shows that Scottie Pippen had the night off, Allen Houston and Terry Mills combined to hit 10/13 three-pointers, and Joe Dumars dished out 13 assists. I remember none of these things, just watching Michael Jordan lead the Bulls to victory and going home happy.
Last Thursday, I walked past Michael Jordan's statue and into Gate 3 ½ of the United Center, though a winding hallway adorned with photos of other Bulls greats, going by Jordan's old locker room before finding a spot in the media workroom. Michigan's opener in the Big Ten Tournament was the first road basketball game I've covered this season, so I immediately checked the seating chart—I get stressed in unfamiliar settings and wanted to know exactly where I needed to be when the game started.
As it turned out, press row at the United Center is courtside—unlike the Crisler Center, where the media is seated in the upper bowl—and I had a spot near the end of the second row. I've watched a lot of basketball, but this would be a new perspective. When covering games, I try to act like I've been there before, maintain a certain level of professional decorum, but when I got to my seat I couldn't help but pull out my phone and snap a picture of the view:
As a blogger/fan working among full-time beat reporters, covering this year's Michigan team has presented a challenge. The Wolverines have not just won in a way I've never experienced, they've done so while churning out the highlights; every instinct I have is to leap out of my seat and yell after each alley-oop, twisting layup, step-back three, or go-ahead jumper. This, of course, is not acceptable behavior in the working press area. I've been forced to perfect the subtle lean back in my seat, eyebrows arched, mouth slightly agape, reserving a slight shake of the head for the best of plays.
No player has elicited that response more than Trey Burke, for obvious reasons. On a team as talented as Michigan, his skill stands head-and-shoulders above the rest, even if he's usually the smallest guy on the floor. While the others wear their emotions on their sleeve and struggle to consistently play their role, Burke wears the same expression as he goes about his business—calm yet intense, and utterly composed at all times.
He looks this way while making opponents defend air with his hesitation crossover, or throwing a pinpoint lob, or doing his best Rajon Rondo impression, or doing his best Dirk Nowitzki impression, or sneaking up to block Aaron Craft from behind, or picking Keith Appling clean at halfcourt and throwing down the winning dunk.
The Look was there for the second half of Thursday's game. Michigan came out of halftime with just a two-point lead on the lowly Nittany Lions; Burke had started slowly, just 3/9 from the field, and it felt like the rest of the team was waiting for him to take charge.
The Wolverines were now shooting on the basket directly in front of me, giving me an ideal view of the Trey Burke Experience. Three minutes into the half, Burke inbounded the ball to Tim Hardaway Jr., took the return feed, and calmly drilled a corner three, standing no more than six feet in front of me. I turned into that wide-eyed kid again, and would stay that way for the remainder of the game, as Burke poured in 13 second-half points and the Wolverines pulled away, eventually winning by 17.
One moment in particular left me shaking my head in disbelief while I suppressed every urge to go into full-on fan mode. One of Burke's go-to moves off the pick and roll is to stop his drive on a dime at the free-throw line and rise for a quick, unguardable pull-up jumper. With just under 13 minutes left, Burke took a Jordan Morgan screen and made his way into the lane, briefly checking over his shoulder to locate his defender, PSU's D.J. Newbill, who was trailing him after fighting over Morgan's pick.
In the moment that Burke peered over his shoulder, Penn State center Sasa Borovnjak—who'd been cautiously ceding ground—stepped up hard. At 6'9", Borovnjak gave Burke, listed at a generous 6'0", a sudden and tall obstacle. Normally, Burke likes to shoot that pull-up jumper like Chauncey Billups shoots his free throws—on a line, drilling that spot on the back of the rim that great shooters always seem to find. This time, however, that trajectory was no longer an option.
It's barely perceptible on film, but what Burke did next is what separates him from the rest of the country—and every Michigan player I've had the opportunity to watch play. With an ever-so-subtle double-clutch, Burke shifted his right hand an inch or so to the underside of the basketball, then released a high-arcing shot that barely eluded Borovnjak's outstretched fingers. The ball hit nothing but twine.
Burke momentarily held his shooting pose, as if to show the world that it's really as simple as this. For him, at least, it is.
The crowd reacted as they had for most of Burke's baskets: with polite applause. This is what we've come to expect from him. We're jaded by a 20-year-old sophomore.
Burke would hit two strikingly similar shots later in the half, each recalling the one before but noticeably different in execution. I've included his highlights from the game in the above video. What strikes me the most isn't Burke's skill in shooting, passing, dribbling, or even on-ball defense, a part of his game that's seemingly come out of nowhere in the latter half of the season. It's Gus Johnson—that Gus Johnson—barely changing the inflection of his voice as he relays Burke's latest masterpiece to the television audience.
The next afternoon, Burke couldn't will Michigan to a victory over Wisconsin, though not for lack of trying. With the Wolverines down ten points with just over five minutes left, Burke almost single-handedly pulled the team back within four, recording a steal, two free throws on the ensuing foul, two more baskets, and even a block in the next 2 ½ minutes—his only miss in that span led directly to a Mitch McGary putback. The comeback stalled there as the defense faltered, but in an otherwise dreadful game Burke once again reminded everyone why he should be the national player of the year.
Burke put up 19 points and seven assists in that game, almost exactly matching his season average for both categories. This season, the question has ceased to be whether he'll produce—he's scored 15 points or more in every Big Ten game—but how hard he'd have to work to get there and if he'd have sufficient help along way. The Badgers made it a struggle—Burke took 22 shots, making only eight—and even then Burke's misses were just barely off the mark. Left with no margin for error, it felt like Burke was mere inches away from dragging his team to victory anyway.
Much like the peripheral players faded from that night at Auburn Hills, eventually my memories of the Wisconsin loss, the late-season swoon, the crappy perimeter defense, they'll all be lost to time, or at least need to be jarred into clarity by a Google search. What will stick is Trey Burke, expressionless, pulling up for that right-hand floater, each one nearly identical yet perceptibly different.
Incidentally, Michigan returns to the scene of my dalliance with sports bigamy on Thursday. I will not be there, having intentionally missed the deadline to apply for a credential. I want to experience Burke's (likely) final games as a Wolverine as my seven-year-old self did Michael Jordan's comeback: free to wear my team's colors, leap out of my seat, and holler when a rare talent pulls off moves most of us save for backyard dreams.


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It's been about 5 1/2 days since I went shopping. Here's a recap of what I made/how I consumed the food so far, in combination with pantry items and fresh vegetables from my CSA share [I'll post some recipes today and will share the rest later]...
Vive le Vegan!: Simple, Delectable Recipes for the Everyday Vegan Family I've tried a lot of hummus recipes, and this one remains my favorite.
|Got [too much] beans? Freeze your assets.
|Bean-based Sloppy Joes, using Dollar Store pinto beans and frozen peppers
|Dinner salad with sweet potato chip topping.
|My Cioci Regina's Borscht [Red Beet Soup] recipe, simplified and frugal-fied
|It may not be pretty but this Ginger-Spinach Pâté tastes so highbrow you would never imagine it's made from Dollar Store fodder.
|Vegetable-based pasta with olive oil and nutritional yeast.
|Pineapple-Pumpkin Muffins
|Green smoothies: Not just for well-heeled ladies who lunch
Here's my tally so far [Partial strikethrough indicates items are partially used]:
Forrel [brown]Rice Cakes
- 12 oz bag Pagasa Eggless Noodles
12 oz Barilla Vegetable Rotini 2 15.5 oz cans Goya Chickpeas
- 115.5 oz can Goya Black Beans
- 1 15.5 oz can Goya Kidney Beans
1 pound bag Rosa dried pinto beans 13.5 can Popeye spinach 15 oz can unsweetened pumpkin
- 15 oz can unsweetened applesauce
- 28 oz can tomato sauce
14 oz bag frozen pepper stir fry
- 16 oz bag frozen broccoli cuts
- 10 oz bag frozen peas
- 16 oz bag California blend [frozen broccoli, cauliflower and carrots. Is this what you eat in Cali?]
2.75 oz bag sweet potato chips 8.8 oz bag Biscoff speculoos cookies 15 oz can unsweetened pineapple 15 oz can Libby's beets 11.5 can V8
- 1 Peanut Butter Crunch Clif Bar
2 x 1 quart WestSoyorganic low-fat soy milk


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early a century ago, Konrad Preuss did pioneering work in Colombia's most important archaeological zone, called San Agustin. But the Germanarchaeologist also took 35 stone statues back to Germany, and now residents of the southern Colombian region where he worked have mounted a campaign to get them back.
About 1,800 residents of the Andean community of the San Agustin region signed a petition this month in a grass-roots effort to urge Colombia's government to make a formal request for the return of the intriguing artifacts. Some of the statues are on display and others are in storage at the Ethnological Museum in Berlin's Dahlem neighborhood.


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Isn't it just a pain in the neck when there's an alternative media that prevents strict message control by a staged-photo-op of an administration and its willing mouthpieces in the MSM?
It's painless for us, of course; rather, that pain is being felt in the necks of those who want to insist that a bow to a Saudi king isn't a bow, that an omnibus spending bill with 9,000 earmarks is the beginning of earmark and fiscal reform, that indecisively waiting four days while an American ship's Captain is held hostage on a rubber raft by four Somali pirates (before being bailed out by swift action by the hostage and a SEAL team) is bold, new leadership — and that a staged event with Obama voters only and a bunch of cameras handed out as props is a real sign of soldiers' devotion to the new, inexperienced, non-military-friendly Commander in Chief of the United States Armed Forces.
That's right: courtesy of our friend Dave Hinz at The Minority Report comes the true story of a staged photo-op between a president who cares only about controlled and contrived appearances, and the component of a deployed military that was hand-selected to give him the contrived appearance he and his handlers desired.
Hinz writes:
[T]hat wonderful cheering welcome that President Obama received with his unscheduled surprise visit to the troops in Iraq, was entirely a staged event.
The troops were interrogated beforehand, with those military members who had voted for President Obama given identical digital cameras and placed in front of the media cameras covering the event.
The photo is below.
According to Flopping Aces:
A sergeant who was there explained the subterfuge. "We were pre-screened, asked by officials 'Who voted for Obama?', and then those who raised their hands were shuffled to the front of the receiving line. They even handed out digital cameras and asked them to hold them up."
What a wonderfully awesome idea — if, that is, you're so scared you won't get a warm reception from a military whose efforts you have spent your entire political career dissing and diminishing.
From what we've seen so far of Obama, he's nothing if not 100% controlled and contrived; from the marketing campaign that cast him as a blank canvas and got him elected, to the Binky he has to take to every public appearance lest he look like an off-script fool, to this Iraq photo op, his track record bears this out entirely.
Hinz raises another good point about that staged photo op: the media coverage of the event:
[P]olitical operatives from the Administration orchestrate a faux-cheering crowd of adoring military, right in front of the media covering the event, and that media reports?
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WASHINGTON – President Barack Obama went for the defining television shot by capping his first extended foreign tour with a surprise visit to Iraq.
He got it – pictures of hundreds of U.S. troops cheering wildly as he told them it was time for the Iraqis to take charge of their own future.
The war-zone photo opportunity produced a stunning show of appreciation for Obama from military men and women who have made great sacrifices, many serving repeated tours in a highly unpopular war.
So, the professional journalists [stop laughing -- I'm serious here] assigned to report the news of the President's visit, saw cheering throngs of adoring troops, but failed to note the screening process that made the Kodak Moment possible.
How surprising is that? A mainstream media that gives Obama standing ovations after speeches simply assumed that this staged event was real, because it fit right in line with their own views of Obama and of the sentiment they believe he engenders. All they had to do was open their eyes — but they couldn't even bring themselves to do that.
If this story does break into the MSM, look for it to be compared (favorably) to the shots of former POTUS George W. Bush holding up what lefty bloggers jumped all over as a "plastic turkey" — despite the fact that the soldier sentiment in those shots was real, and the story of the fake turkey a false one that engendered a retraction from the New York Times, if not from the reality-is-what-we-say-it-is lefty blogs


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The Bolivian Guerrilla
The Diary of Che Guevara
Bolivia a la hora del Che
The Great Rebel: Che Guevara in Bolivia
The Complete Bolivian Diaries of Ché Guevara and Other Captured Documents
Nãcahuasu, La Guerrilla del Che en Bolivia
Bolivia bajo el Che
The Death of a Revolutionary: Che Guevara's Last Mission
The campaign "El Che" Guevara commanded in Bolivia in 1966-67 was a heroic project. It was only in part Fidelista, to reverse the long series of guerrillero defeats in Guatemala, Nicaragua, Colombia, Venezuela, Peru, Argentina, and thereby reassert the validity of Fidelista strategy in Latin America (and Fidel's independence from the Soviet Union). It was in its ambition characteristically Guevarista, conceived not from a Latin American's concern for his own continent but, after the massive US intervention in Indochina, from a Latin American's concern to share the fate of the "victim of aggression" on all continents, to accompany the most tormented "to his death or to victory." The aim, as Guevara expressed it to the Tricontinental Conference, was "to create a second or a third Vietnam…"
The stakes were immense, as much larger than another Fidelista revolution as the provocation of US intervention in Latin America was beyond regular Fidelista strategy. To fight guerrillas in Latin America as well as in Indochina, the United States would have to institute a dictatorship at home, which would eventually collapse, and to disperse its armed forces abroad, which would eventually disintegrate. With the center of international capitalism in ruins, "new men" of comradely spirit could then build socialism in peace. The risks were also immense, culminating in the chance that the United States, in desperation, would resort to nuclear weapons. But they were the risks that Guevara welcomed as the moments of truth, and that he could move his comrades to accept.
If we—those of us who on a small part of the world map fulfill our duty and place at the disposal of this struggle whatever little we are able to give, our lives, our sacrifice—must someday breathe our last breath in any land not our own yet already ours, sprinkled with our blood, let it be known that we have measured the scope of our actions….
Bolivia was Guevara's best prospect in Latin America. In comparison with other countries it did not present the disadvantage of Venezuela, Colombia, Peru, and Argentina, where Fidelistas had already suffered defeats; or that of Ecuador and Paraguay, too vulnerable to repression; or that of Chile, too stable; or that of Uruguay, too urban; or that of Brazil, the prize, but no place for Spanish-speaking guerrilleros to operate.
On its own terms Bolivia was in poor political condition, ripe for subversion. After a popular revolution in 1952 Bolivians had gone through major reforms, which many of them came to cherish as their dearest rights—universal suffrage, nationalization of mines (the country's main industry), dissolution of large estates and distribution of land to peasants, militia of organized workers and peasants, national confederations of industrial and rural unions (under Trotskyist and Communist direction), participation of workers in the management of mines. Altogether this had been Bolivia's "National Revolution." But in the early 1960s the party that had enacted the reforms, the Movimiento Nacional Revolucionario (MNR), had broken into factions, and in 1964 had fallen from office…
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Fenwick 40, Gordon Tech 7
Fenwick's football team clinched a playoff spot with a sixth straight win to start the season. The Friars led 40-0 at halftime and cruised in the second half against Gordon Tech (2-4). Senior quarterback Gino Cavalieri passed for three touchdowns and helped the Friar offense score on its first five possessions. Ryan Smith caught two of those touchdowns and Robert Spillane scored another one on the ground. Fenwick faces its toughest remaining game on Saturday, when it hosts homecoming against Catholic League Blue opponent Providence Catholic.
York 27, Proviso West 20
The Dukes got the best of the Panthers in a battle of winless West Suburban Silver teams. York took a 6-0 lead into halftime on a pair of field goals and led 20-0 entering the fourth quarter before the Panthers mounted a late rally. Chance Haney scored one touchdown on the ground to cut the lead to 20-6. York scored again before Denzel Tolliver and Julian Miller caught TD passes from Dennis Bryant Jr. The comeback came up just short after an onside kick attempt was covered by the Dukes in the final minute. The loss significantly dents West's playoff hopes. At 2-4, the Panthers will need to win out to make the postseason.
Brother Rice 63, St. Joseph 14
The Chargers were overmatched by the Crusaders of the Catholic League Blue on Sunday at Elmhurst College. St. Joseph falls to 1-5 on the season and hosts 2-4 Lake Forest Academy on Saturday.


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Original URL: https://www.theregister.co.uk/2011/09/20/tpg_results_2011/
On-net customers drive TPG growth
DSL, fibre outperforming mobile
Posted in Business, 20th September 2011 23:00 GMT
Junior telco TPG is the latest in the sector to announce strong customer and profit growth in an Australian economy constantly being warned about downturn, with after-tax net profit growing to $AU78.2 million.
With 77,000 new "on-net" customers (those connected to TPG DSL infrastructure rather than resold Telstra infrastructure) and a handful of losses, the company claimed a net increase of 59,000 customers in the year to June 2011.
With nearly 550 thousand subscribers, TPG is firming its position as a major player in the Australian broadband market.
This is in line with the growing national trend towards naked DSL services, which lets customers quit their Telstra fixed-line contracts. TPG said it signed 98,000 new DSL/home phone bundle customers in the year.
Its acquisition of PIPE Networks also seems to be paying off, with the fibre network adding $AU57.2 million to the result, and its Vodafone Hutchison Australia contract set to expand its fibre footprint by 60 percent. The dark fibre, Ethernet and IP business is now the second-largest segment of TPG's business, headed only by its consumer broadband business.
TPG warned that as the Vodafone rollout continues, fibre network utilization will fall, but this will also offer it opportunities to acquire new customers over time.
TPG is also following other carriers into the cloud business, with its acquisition of cloud provider IntraPower due to be completed by the end of this month.
Less impressive was the performance of its mobile resale business (covering both voice and broadband offerings). While TPG-branded mobile products grew strongly in the year, a fall in subscribers on the subsidiary Soul Mobile brand left the overall group with the same total number of mobile subs – 201,000 – at the end of the year as at the beginning. ®


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Plaza de España - Seville, Spain
The Study Abroad in Trinity Christian College is a study abroad program located in the heart of beautiful Seville, Spain. We offer beginning, intermediate, and advanced courses in Spanish.
Whether viewing the works of Murillo at the art museum, reading Cervantes at a corner café, or listening to your host family at mealtime share personal stories about Spanish history, your experience with Semester In Spain will be learning in real time.
For more information, visit the website: Semester in Spain.
*See Trinity Christian College website for course information
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There is also one other type person to define.
You might be an elitist snob if you call other people "riff-raff."
Recently there have been articles and comments in The News-Journal regarding "riff raff" coming to our beaches. It seems that riff-raff can be defined by the following:
You might be riff-raff if you drive an older car with one or more dents.
You might be riff-raff if you have three or more kids, instead of the standard 1.5.
You might be riff-raff if you bring your lunch and drinks to the beach.
You might be riff-raff if you look for a free place to park, instead of paying to park on the beach.
There is also one other type person to define.
You might be an elitist snob if you call other people "riff-raff."
New Smyrna Beach
Regarding the story about beach tolls rising for out-of-county "day trippers":
What a crock! We own a trailer in one of the many parks in the Daytona Beach/Port Orange area. We are not "residents" of Volusia County, but we pay taxes and ground rent for our trailer, and pay water and electric bills every month. Some years we purchase a nonresident pass (which, by the way, restricts which vehicle we drive to Florida). Other years we purchase a day pass when we want to go to the beach. Many other nonresidents do the same thing, because they enjoy the beach and the Daytona Beach area.
Now some politician wants to raise the cost to enjoy a day at the beach because he doesn't think that "day trippers" and non-Volusia residents pay enough to Volusia County when they go to the beach. My thought is that he is one of the growing group that wants to close the beach to all vehicles, and this is a good way to start.
If this passes, I can guarantee that we will sell our trailer and go to a more "nonresident" friendly area.
Street, Md.
As I read the letters against the absurd suggestion to raise beach tolls to $30, I realize one other aspect hasn't been mentioned. Everybody rightly observes that raising the tolls would chase tourists to other area beaches.
What if this is what they want? We have two new large hotel projects going in on the beachfront, with the possibility of more on the way. Each of these projects, seeing the beach access closed in front of other large hotels and — recently — Ormond Beach's new park, might ask for closure in front of their projects. It will be much easier to close off the beach if the county can show that there isn't much car use anyway.
This is a precursor to finally removing cars completely from the beach, in essence making the beach a private affair. Those who can afford oceanfront property will enjoy seclusion, while the county will regulate those of us who are less fortunate to access from a couple of wedge points.
It is time to get the beach back to the park that it was — lifeguards just being lifeguards, local police patrolling the sands, and all of the beach open and free for cars and pedestrians alike.
Holly Hill
Volusia County Councilman Josh Wagner should resign over his statement that there is too much "riff-raff" coming in from out of town who are destroying our beach. First, it is not our beach, it is a public beach — and how can he say it is out-of-town visitors?
But the use of the word riff-raff is derogatory, and degrading to our visitors. Is he saying the people who come from surrounding counties are rubbish? This is not the kind of language you want coming from a public official. Instead of suggesting an increase in the day fee, he needs to apologize to the surrounding counties for his riff-raff comment. Then resign — and let someone who has the best interest of Daytona Beach take over.
Port Orange
Was that a misprint in Sunday's paper about how beach tolls could go from $5 to $30? Not a mere doubling of the entrance fee, but six times the current fee?
Has anyone over there heard of small steps? Could you imagine any other expense climbing that high at once? One day, the price for milk or gas jumps from $3.50 to $21. Your movie tickets are now only $57, but we'll throw in a voucher for free butter on your $36 popcorn.
And is this proposed mugging partially to offset the cost of renaming the Beach Patrol to "Beach Safety Ocean Rescue"?
I suggest scaling back this crazy idea, unless the county wants to make our beaches (and stores, restaurants, etc.) devoid of out-of-town visitors.
If the goal is to generate revenue, I recommend a fine on cars (booming car stereos) or motorcycles (booming tailpipes) — per decibel over the local noise ordinance limit.
Port Orange
The idea that, because one has the good fortune to own a condo or rent a hotel room on the beach, one should have more rights to the beach, seems pretty undemocratic to me. I didn't realize that the beach was here to make a profit for anybody. I apparently have the mistaken notion that the beach is a natural resource available to all regardless of race, religion, gender, age or physical or economic ability
To refer to people who don't spend money in Volusia County as "riff raff" strikes me as the height of arrogance. In hard times (and hot times) in Florida, a family ought to be able to afford to take a picnic and go to the beach.


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"Then Feed Just One" Helps Alleviate World Hunger
September 19, 2013
"Few of us have ever had to worry where our next meal was coming from or when that next meal would come," says Dr. Ted Ellis of Emmetsburg....
I find it absolutely ridiculous that the Reporter/Democrat regularly runs articles warning its readers about scams in our community, yet it promotes one of the oldest and most profitable types of scams around on the front page. I'm talking of course about "Then feed just one". "Then feed just one" is a scam that exploits people's charitable nature, which most successful scams do. The company produces cheap junk, and then gets you the "volunteer" to buy it under the premise that it will then be used to feed the hungry. A noble cause, but only a ruse. The goal isn't to feed the hungry, it's to feed the bank accountant of some unscrupulous company owners. Make cheap junk, and get you the "volunteer" to pay for it. What a marvelous scam, and even better if you can get free press to promote it.
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FLORENCE, Ky. (AP) - A global manufacturer of cosmetics and hair care products is planning to add 211 jobs at its northern Kentucky plant as part of a $42 million expansion project.
Eric Wolff, manager of the L'Oreal USA plant at Florence, says the expansion will enable the company to meet increased consumer demand for hair care brands being produced in Kentucky.
State officials including Gov. Steve Beshear attended the expansion announcement Thursday.
The Kentucky Economic Development Finance Authority has given preliminary approval for up to $5 million in tax incentives for the expansion. Those incentives are tied to the company meeting job and investment targets.
L'Oreal USA is a wholly-owned subsidiary of L'Oreal SA, based in Paris, France. Beshear met with L'Oreal officials during an economic development trip to Europe this summer.
(Copyright 2012 The Associated Press. All rights reserved. This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten or redistributed.)


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WHEN he was a kid Jamie Manning's grandfather nicknamed him ''Dodge''.
First as a teenager growing up in Scone he dodged those bigger than him on a football field.
Then for 15 years he managed to dodge the powerful hooves of a bucking bull.
Then, this year, he dodged death. His grandfather was a wise man and ''Dodge'' was a suitable nickname.
But ''Lucky'' might have been just as appropriate.
Call him crazy, but Jamie Manning, 39, considers the day he should have died his most fortunate.
It was three months ago, about 6pm on March 27, and Jamie was driving home to his farm outside Dubbo after helping out another farmer.
He doesn't remember much, but what he has been told is an incredible tale of survival.
''The police told me I've come off the road and have just been carted straight into a tree,'' Jamie recounted yesterday from his room at the Graythwaite Rehabilitation Centre in Sydney's north-west.
''Now from that the fire started and it must have been up the middle of the car because it only burnt up my left side, this side here on my right is not touched. One fella came along from behind, he couldn't get me out, he was an older fella, didn't have a knife or anything, I had a seatbelt on and he couldn't get it off.
''So he went to the next house up the road and that fella came down and they couldn't get me out. They went to the house across the road and the big fella in there – he must have been about 120 kilograms – grabbed me by the belt and just reefed me out. How? I don't know.
''Apparently I must have been that bad, I was burnt, I just said 'leave me'. I don't give up, but I must have been that bad, I just told them to leave me. He said no way and just reefed me out.
''I've been told I was in the car while it was on fire for as long as 20 minutes. Apparently when I was on the ground outside of the car I said just put my hip back in, it was dislocated, and I'll run down to the house and get Karen, she'll fix me up.''
Karen is Karen Manning, Jamie's wife. The pair met at Tocal Agricultural College as 18-year-olds and have been together ever since. They have three young kids together: Jedd, 12, Braydon, 10 and Lori, 5. Since the crash and throughout Jamie's recovery, Karen has been his rock and has hardly left his side.
But at that point, as Jamie lay on the road, a charred and bloody mess, Karen was wondering why her husband was running late.
''That's the one thing I feel really bad about,'' Jamie said. ''The worst thing was Karen came up looking for me, because I was late getting home and all she saw was my ute in the tree on fire, two police cars and a couple of other people standing around watching it. She collapsed in the middle of the road, she thought I was still in the car and they couldn't get me out.''
But Jamie was out and on his way to hospital in an ambulance, nursing a broken and dislocated hip, eight broken ribs, four broken vertebrae, bleeding on the brain and full thickness burns to 40per cent of his body.
''I guess a lot of people look at something like that and say 'that was the worst day of my life','' Karen said. ''But from the moment Jamie woke up from the induced coma he just had this attitude that it was the luckiest day of his life. Because he should have died that day. Or he should have at least had spinal cord injuries or brain damage.''
During his six weeks in a coma, his brain injury recovered, his internal injuries improved and his lungs, which doctors told Karen could be the things that claimed his life, were left relatively untouched from infection.
''I think on my side I was healthy before,'' Jamie said. ''I worked pretty hard and always stayed fit. I had a positive mind to get through it.''
About a week and a half later the decision was made by doctors, with Karen's consultation, to remove Jamie's left leg. The doctors had tried to save it but it was severely burnt and was making Jamie sick.
Then his fingers on his left hand started to get infected, so those were removed too. There were 22 surgeries in all.
Due to the coma Jamie doesn't recall there being too much pain. But then again, he is a man with a very high pain threshold.
A latecomer to bull-riding, Jamie first got on a steer at 17.
''I played football for 10 years in Scone, always played sport, then for some reason I just went and got on a steer,'' Jamie said.
''And it just grabbed me, just the adrenalin that you get out of it, it just captures you.
''I got on a few bulls, I think it's the fear of dying I suppose, or not dying, just getting hurt, just trying to beat that bull that weighs around 1000kilograms.''
Jamie spent 15 years riding bulls – including a period where he competed on the Professional Bull Riders circuit, the world's biggest bull-riding competition.
He lived in America, based in California and Texas, and travelled the country competing, trying to hang on for eight seconds and collect some cash.
Then there was the time he broke a Guinness World Record for the longest time on a mechanical bull.
''Two minutes and four seconds,'' Jamie says proudly. That's nearly two minutes longer than when you're in the ring, but Jamie insists the machine is just as hard as the real thing, if not harder.
And the time at the Sydney Royal Easter Show that ''Dodge'', then weighing 50 kilograms, was thrown from a bull and gored in the back of the neck.
Aged 31 at the time, Jamie was rushed unconscious to hospital with spinal injuries as veterans of the rodeo circuit were labelling it one of the worst gorings they had seen.
But just hours later, after awaking from a coma, Jamie discharged himself from hospital and was back at the arena. He had snapped the wing of one of his vertebrae and walked out of the hospital in a hospital gown, cowboy boots and hat. The hospital had shredded the rest of his clothes.
''I wanted to go and watch the next round of the bull-riding,'' Jamie said. ''That's just us, we just sort of move on with life.''
And that's the plan again this time for the Mannings. Jamie is so far ahead in his rehab the doctors at Eastwood don't know what to do with him. He is looking forward to getting his new leg and getting home with his family.
But the family residence will need some modifications to accommodate Jamie since the crash. That's where the Scone community has stepped in.
''When people found out it was Jamie they all wanted to help and began donating things,'' Karen said.
From there the Facebook page Jamie Manning Recovery Auction was born and an auction in May raised $65,000.
''They have been so incredible, the people of Scone,'' Jamie said. ''The financial support is one thing but the emotional support, of just knowing that I'm not going through it alone, I couldn't have done it alone.''
And now with a bunch of his recovery and rehab goals already ticked, the next objective is to go home and get on a horse.
''I won't be far off I think,'' Jamie says with casual optimism.
Jamie has had his good days and bad since the crash, but doesn't regret what happened to him.
''There are people out there who have it much worse than me,'' he said. ''Besides it's brought the family even closer together. I should have died that day, but I didn't and I realise there is so much to live, living, seeing the kids grow up.''


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4. Advanced Persistent Threats
Also known as targeted attacks, advanced persistent threats will become more pervasive in 2012. Such attacks are less risky and more profitable then commandeering botnets that spread spam and e-mail carrying malware, experts say. As a result, large-scale attacks based on tricking an e-mail recipient into clicking on a link or opening an attachment are diminishing while APTs are increasing, networking company Cisco said in its annual security report in 2011. Since August 2010, the amount of spam recorded by Cisco has plummeted from 379 billion messages a day to 124 billion, the lowest since 2007. Conversely, APTs are rising.
For example, a man in China was responsible for a cyber-attack against at least 48 chemical and defense companies, security firm Symantec reported in October. Two other highly targeted attacks were reported last year: one against five multinational oil and gas companies and another against 72 organizations, including the United Nations, governments and corporations.


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Twelve-year-old Jess and her friends have been playing hockey with the boys in Fort Desperation, Northwest Territories, since they were six years old. They'd like to start a girls' team in their community, but is tiny Fort Desperation ready for it? Somebody is trying to scare them off through acts of vandalism. Not only do Jess and her friends have to organize a team, find a coach and learn to play together, they have to unmask the Hockey Vandal. Can they do it before the Vandal destroys their team's hopes?
Murphy and his three friends, Danny, Jeff and Albert, are making the transition from the tribal elementary school to the community middle school. They are all trying out for the middle school's soccer team, and they're pretty confident that The Formidable Four will all make the team. But once the tryouts begin, Albert, the tribal-school superstar, plays like a second stringer. Murphy's new friend, Molly, is determined to help the boys find out what's wrong with Albert, but when they discover the truth, they realize that Albert is playing a whole different game.
Addison Addley hates math. He hates public speaking too. Actually, he hates anything that involves work, but he only has a couple of weeks to write and memorize his grade five speech. The problem is, he cant think of a single topic. When he finally comes up with an excellent idea for a speech, it almost writes itself, but it's his poor math skills that make speech day unforgettable.
Addison's mother wants to sell their comfortable old house and move into a townhouse in a new development across town; a shoe box near a shoe factory, Addison calls it. As usual, Addison's brain goes into overdrive as he tries to solve two problems: first he must get his mother to see their old house in a new light, and then he must figure out who is responsible for a rash of neighborhood break-ins that make his mother feel unsafe. With the help of his friend Sam, he puts his own unique spin on optical illusions (and home decor) and ends up surprising everyone, even himself.
Addy has worn hearing aids for as long as she can remember. Her mother tells her this makes her special, but now that Addy's in grade six, she wants to be special for what she's done. When Addy joins the school running club to keep her best friend, Lucy, company, she discovers she is a gifted runner. Lucy isn't, which is problematic. Further troubles surface when Addy gets paired on a school project with Sierra, a smart, self-assured new classmate who wears a cochlear implant. Addy is surprised to discover hearing loss is all they have in commonand a shared disability is not enough of a foundation for a friendship. True friends support each other, even if they have different passions and dreams. More importantly, Addy comes to understand that she is defined by more than her hearing loss. She has the power to choose how people will see her, and she does.
Ten-year-old Rosario Ramirez and her family are political refugees from Mexico, trying to make a new life in Canada. After being teased at school, Rosario vows not to speak English again until she can speak with an accent that's one hundred percent Canadian. Since she and her parents plan to spend the whole summer working on BC fruit farms, she will be surrounded by Spanish speakers again. But when her family's closest friend Jose gets terribly sick, Rosario's plans start to unravel. Neither Jose nor Rosario's parents speak English well enough to get him the help he needs. Like it or not, Rosario must face her fears about letting her voice be heard.
Jeremy longs for a pet, but he doesn't know what kind of pet to get. When his parents agree that he can start a pet-sitting business in order to try out a variety of species, Jeremy has no idea what adventures are in store for him. Pet after pet is eliminated from his "To Get" list. In the end, not a single animal seems suited - until a favorite relative comes up with a surprising solution.


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The event: Sharon Stone hosted the 8th MOCA Award to Distinguished Women in the Arts luncheon, honoring artists Lita Albuquerque, Helen Pashgian, Nancy Rubins and Betye Saar. An Academy Award nominee for "Casino," Stone recently portrayed Linda Lovelace's mother in the film "Lovelace."
The fashion show: More than an awards ceremony, the Wednesday affair at the Beverly Wilshire Hotel culminated in a fashion show by Just One Eye, a Los Angeles boutique co-founded by Paola Russo with an eclectic selection from well-known luxury designers and rising stars. No mere walk down the runway, the presentation was as much "show" as "fashion," as the collection came to life in a choreographed spectacle combining modern dance, acrobatics and hip-hop-style head spins.
The crowd: Actresses Kate Walsh of "Private Practice," Rose McGowan of "Charmed," Perrey Reeves of "Entourage," Olga Kurylenko of "Quantum of Solace" and model-actress Liberty Ross mixed with event chair Ricki Ring, Louise Epstein, president of the Museum of Contemporary Arts Projects Council; honorary co-chairs Maria Hummer-Tuttle, Carolyn Powers, Dallas Price-Van Breda, Catharine Soros and Andrea Van De Kamp; and other arts supporters, including Rosette Delug, Carla Sands, Maria Bell, Lauren King, Sydney Holland, Marti Oppenheimer, Liz Goldwyn, Sutton Stracke, NJ Goldston, Mandy Einstein and Linda May.
Quotes of note: The audience gave Stone a round of applause when she talked of her recent trip to Washington to campaign for more funding to the arts. "That's more of a response than I got in Washington," Stone said.
The numbers: This year's luncheon set a record, according to Ring, attracting more than 600 guests and grossing more than $275,000 from sales of $275 to $1,000 tickets. Proceeds will go toward the museum's arts education programs.


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Tammy Young
Tammy Young, 47, of Stinnett, TX, passed away, Sunday, July 22, 2012 in Amarillo, TX.Tammy Kay Lewis Young was born February 23, 1965 in Borger, TX to Tommy and Margie (Yake) Lewis Sr. She was a beautician and member of the First Assembly of God Church in Stinnett, TX.Ms. Young is preceded in death by her father, Tommy Lewis Sr. and her brother, Tommy Lewis Jr.Survivors include her mother, Margie Lewis of Stinnett, TX; her son, Chad Young and wife Samantha of Borger, TX; and her granddaughter, Scarlett Boyett of Borger, TXFuneral services will be held at 10:00AM, Wednesday, July 25, 2012 at First Assembly of God Church in Stinnett, TX with Kenneth Benton officiating. Burial will follow at Stinnett Cemetery in Stinnett, TX..Ms. Young will lie in state at Brown Chapel in Stinnett, TX on Monday, July 23, 2012, and Tuesday July 24, 2012, from 8:00AM to 8:00PM.Send personal condolences to www.brownfuneraldirectors.net.