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In recent weeks a community of enthusiasts has developed a useful, and impressive, set of unauthorized enhancements to the Apple TV. These enhancements make this product work better for end users, and they exist in a great tradition of user innovation in which users who care about a product (and understand their own needs and desires) figure out how to make that product do something more. (The same kind of activity thrives around game console systems, and, of course, the TiVo -- sometimes to the chagrin of TiVo, Inc.)
Sony, one of the companies that brought you the Sony-BMG "rootkit" copy protection system for CDs, has once again used DRM to inflict inconvenience on its legitimate customers.
New Sony DVD releases like ?Stranger Than Fiction? and ?Casino Royale? come with copy protection technologies that makes the movies unplayable on some DVD players ? including reportedly at least one Sony machine!
Along with the DRM locks typically used on DVDs, Sony is using a system called ARccOS that is supposed to make copying more difficult by hiding corrupted data on the disc. But while plenty of DVD copying software is sophisticated enough to bypass the corrupt data, many players are not.
As everyone knows, the AACS encryption scheme that restricts Blu-ray and HD DVD discs was thoroughly cracked several months ago. These vulnerabilities had their roots in several software players, including Corel's InterVideo WinDVD. Now Corel is doing what the AACS regime requires them to do -- revoking the existing keys, fixing the vulnerabilities, and requiring existing users to upgrade or be disabled when they insert a new disc that "blacklists" their existing software.
LA Times reporter Jon Healey has done a nice summary of what this will mean for consumers on his blog, Bit Player (and it's worth reading the whole thing):
Apple and EMI announced today that the iTunes Music Store will begin offering DRM-free downloads from EMI's catalog.
EFF welcomes this development wholeheartedly. Of course, we've been saying for years that DRM is bad for consumers, innovators, and artists. DRM on music does nothing to prevent "Internet piracy" and is single-handedly responsible for all the interoperability problems surrounding digital music today. We're glad that both major labels and service providers are gradually coming to their senses.
Unfortunately, the industry is still giving consumers a raw deal. EMI will be charging fans a 30% premium to avoid DRM ($1.29 instead of 99 cents per track, or 30 cents to upgrade an old download) -- effectively a surcharge to buy back your rights [*].
Hollywood's desire to force DRM on TV fans doesn't stop at the U.S. border -- an international consortium of television and technology companies is devising draconian anti-consumer restrictions for the next generation of TVs in Europe and beyond, at the behest of American entertainment giants.
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|That voice. That smile. That look. There is so much about Whitney Houston that the world will miss after her untimely death at the age of 48. Click through to see some her most unforgettable moments now.
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|Whitney Houston was born on August 9, 1963 in Newark, New Jersey. The 5-foot-8 star got her start as a teen model before trading in magazine covers for album covers. She released her first album, "Whitney Houston," in 1985 at the age of 22.
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|By 1986, she was enjoying her rise to the top of the charts, thanks to the success of her first album, "Whitney Houston," which included the hits "You Give Good Love," "Saving All My Love for You" (her first number-one single in the United States), "How Will I Know," and "The Greatest Love of All."
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|In February 1986, she attended the Grammy Awards hoping to win one of the three awards she was nominated for, including Album of the Year. She walked away with one—Best Pop Vocal Performance, Female for "Saving All My Love For You," which she also performed at the awards show.
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|"I have what I wore when I did 'The Star-Spangled Banner'," Houston told InStyle of one of her favorite style memories—singing at the Super Bowl in 1991. "I had on this very plain jogging suit. It's nicely boxed in New Jersey. I'll never forget the day. I had no idea what I was actually getting into. I didn't even have any makeup on! I knew I was singing "The Star-Spangled Banner." But the Gulf War was happening, a lot of people were awaiting the return of family members—it was a very emotional time."
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|Houston starred alongside Kevin Costner in "The Bodyguard," which became an instant classic as soon as it theaters in 1992. Costner played a former CIA agent turned bodyguard who scored a gig protecting pop star Rachel Marron, played by Houston.
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|The singer produced six studio albums, two soundtracks and four compilation disks. Here, our favorites: Looking regal on her first record in 1985, "Whitney Houston," in a plain white tank top and her signature smile; the 1987 follow-up, "Whitney"; in character for 1992's record-breaking soundtrack for "The Bodyguard"; and accessorizing her curve-hugging knit dress with black leather gloves and boots for 1998's "My Love is Your Love."
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|Whitney Houston married New Edition singer Bobby Brown in 1992 wearing a white lace design by Marc Bouwer. "So many fond memories with my dear Whitney," Bouwer wrote on his Facebook wall after hearing the news of her passing. "I was at her 25th birthday party, i dressed her for her wedding and countless performances and events… you will be deeply missed. I love you, Marc."
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|Houston performed "Count on Me" alongside Cece Winans at the 38th Annual Grammy Awards, wearing structured ringlets and a wine-hued lip. Their track from the film "Waiting to Exhale" went gold in the United States, and reached No. 8 on the Billboard Hot 100 Chart.
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|At the 1998 MTV Video Music Awards, the 71st Annual Academy Awards, and again at a performance in 2003, Houston and Mariah Carey wore coordinating outfits when they took the stage to sing their dynamic duet, "When You Believe" from the 1998 animated film "The Prince of Egypt."
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|Always the powerful singer, Houston showed off her biceps while performing "Try It On My Own" during the VH1 Divas Duets concert in Las Vegas. The diva herself wore defined curls and gold-flecked makeup to set off her gilded halter dress. "Sexy can be sexual without having to expose a lot of yourself," she told InStyle. "Your body can express a lot without your having to take off a lot. I try to splash it in there a little bit, just by body movement."
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I need to get moving because I have a ton to do today! Dropped my Xander off at Angie's as usual (she watches him in the morning before his Pre-K begins and afterward until I get him after I get out of school ~ for this I adore her BTW) … Got some more Physics work done (I have an 84% which AMAZES ME since I keep bombing tests but acing the actual work). Tomorrow is the Physics FINAL so I have to study tonight. I have a ton of errands and chores and work to do today though. Here's the list:
- Immunization Record for Xander
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- Branded twitter page for Heather.
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- Layout for Tammy's website.
- Contact Noel about kitchen blog redesigns. (hmm .. maybe Thursday)
- Plan tomorrow. Plan Thursday.
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-- Senior pastors of Houston, Texas' Grace Church
-- Called on Houston's openly gay mayor, Annise Parker, to step down from office simple because she supports same-sex marriage (i.e. her own marriage to her partner of twenty-three years)
-- Insists that homosexuality is a "personal lifestyle choice": "The mayor is shamefully equating the civil rights guaranteed and protected by the Civil Rights Act because of the color of a person's skin with her personal lifestyle choice."
-- Says he opposes nondiscrimination protections for LGBT people because "we should not be forced to normalize lifestyle choices that God says 'no' to."
-- Claims ordinance barring discrimination against LGBT people is on par with forcing African American business owners to serve the KKK: "There is no comparison between this ordinance and a true Civil Rights bill. Instead, this bill would be the equivalent of forcing a print shop owned by African Americans to print KKK posters. As for those who say that gay is the new black, there is no behavior or lifestyle associated with being black, but there is a definite behavior and lifestyle associated with being gay."
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SableVM SDK for Java -- preview 2, enhanced
I know many people tried out the the first preview release of SableVM SDK. I had a few days and some feedback (thanks!) and now the time has come for another one. Quite a few NEW things are in it:
- Added GJDOC (javadoc equiv.),
- Added CP-TOOLS (javap, javah, rmi*, serialver, and others),
- Fixed all problems reported in the first preview,
- Updated Class library to GNU Classpath 0.15.
And of course it includes all the software that was present in the first preview release (or prerelease):
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How and where can you get it? Very easily. Just grab the tarball http://sablevm.org/people/gadek/sablevm-sdk-1.12-pre2.tar.gz, then unpack it, ./configure && make, then 'su' and 'make install'. If you didn't specify a --prefix, in /usr/local/lib/sablevm you'll find the most commonly used tools normally found in a JAVA_HOME-like structure.
I have tested this new package with various compilation options, in differently configured environment, but there's nothing like real-life test. Have you spotted a bug, or you have an idea for improving this package - please let me know!


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just announced an HL7 python importer, which is going to be used in gnumed. HL7 is a data exchange format for the medical profession. typically used to transfer information about patients, treatments, clinical lab reports and so on, it's _very_ comprehensive and has been through five revisions on the XML HL7 v3 specification, already.
HL7 basically stores typed hierarchical information in a flat file. it was created before XML came around, and now someone's added an XML wrapper on top of it.
there's an application called Mirth and unfortunately it's implemented in java. it's _big_ and therefore painful. for example, if you want to do something other than what mirth can cope with by default, you have to create a java extension or, even worse, a javascript one! connect the dots, with python and gnumed (which uses postgresql) and if you want to use mirth to transfer clinical lab data into gnumed, you have to know _eight_ separate programming technologies.
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We're quite proud of our heritage here at Crane & Co. A family-owned company that started as a little paper mill in Massachusetts during the American Revolution. Paul Revere used our paper, Presidents galore have used it and the U.S. Government still uses it. Celebrities past and present (a proper paper company never tells), society's creme de la creme, Fortune 500 companies — our paper makes a statement, which is why it's so revered.
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Dorothy M. Banker 92 of Mauston passed away Thursday, January 17, 2013 at the Fair View Nursing Home, Mauston.
Dorothy was born on May 28, 1920 the daughter of Arthur and Blanch (Martin) Boyer.
She is survived by her son Richard of Mauston, two sisters Barbara Bielefeldt of Indianapolis, IN, and Carol Boyer both of Indianapolis, IN.
Dorothy was preceded in death by her husband Clarence.
Memorial services will be held at 10:45 a.m., Sunday, January 27, 2013 at the Bethel Pentecostal Church, Mauston.
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My wife just told that the Obama campaign has a bus or buses here in Ohio where people can vote early. I'm sure they will be more than happy to help you fill out your ballot too.
I don't know if this is true or not. But if it is I think it takes early voting too far, regardless of which party is doing it.


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Can I use this to run Internet explorer?
It's kinda pointless to demo this App to run a Windows Program that's already available as a native Mac App!
It'd make a bit more sense to demo running a Windows only App.
I was tempted to give this a try . . .:/


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IT came about in this wise. Roger Ormiston was expected at Brockhurst, after an absence of some years. He had served with distinction in the Sikh war; and had seen fighting on the grand scale in the battles of Sobraon and Chillianwallah. Later the restless genius of travel had taken hold on him, leading him far eastward into China, and northward across the Himalayan snows. He had dwelt among strange peoples and looked on strange gods. He had hunted strange beasts, moreover, and learnt their polity and their ways. He had seen the bewildering fecundity of nature in the tropic jungle, and her barren and terrible beauty in the out‐stretch of the naked desert. And the thought of all this set Dickie's imagination on fire. The return of Roger Ormiston was, to him, as the return of the mighty Ulysses himself.
For a change was coming over the boy. He began to weary of fable and cry out for fact. He had just entered his fourteenth year. He was growing fast; and, but for that dwarfing deformity, would have been unusually tall, graceful and well‐proportioned. But along with this increase of stature had come a listless‐ page: 96 ness and languor which troubled Lady Calmady. The boy was sweet‐tempered enough, had his hours, indeed, of overflowing fun and high spirits. Still he was restless and tired easily of each occupation in turn. He developed a disquieting relish for solitude. And took to camping‐out on one of the broad window‐seats of the Long Gallery, in company with volumes of Captain Cook's and Hakluyt's voyages, old‐time histories of sport and natural history; not to mention Robinson Crusoe and the merry if but doubtfully decent pages of Geoffrey Gambado. And his mother noted, not without a sinking of the heart, that the window‐seat which in his solitary moods Dickie most frequented was precisely that one of the eastern bay which commanded—beyond the smooth, green expanse and red walls of the troco‐ground—a good view of the grass ride, running parallel with the lime avenue, along which the horses from the racing‐stables were taken out and back, morning and evening, to the galloping ground. Then fears began to assail Katherine that the boy's childhood, the content and repose of it, were nearly past. Small wonder that her heart should sink!
On the day of her brother's return, Katherine, after rather anxious search, so found Richard. He was standing on the book‐strewn window‐seat. He had pushed open the tall narrow casement and leaned out. The April afternoon was fitfully bright. A rainbow spanned the landscape, from the Long Water in the valley to the edge of the forest crowning the tableland. Here and there showers of rain fell, showing white against huge masses of purple cloud piled up along the horizon.
And as Katherine drew near, threading her way carefully between the Chinese cabinets, oriental jars, and many quaint treasures furnishing the end of the great room, she saw that, along the grass ride, some twenty racehorses came streelling homeward in single file—a long line of brown, chestnut, black, and of the raw yellows and scarlets of horse‐clothing, against the delicate green of springing turf and opening leaves. Beside them, clad in pepper‐and‐salt mixture breeches and gaiters complete, Mr. Chifney pricked forward soberly on his handsome grey cob. The boys called to one another now and then, admonished a fretful horse breaking away from the string. One of them whistled shrilly a few bars of that popular but undistinguished tune—"Pop goes the weasel." And Richard craned far out, steadying himself against the stone mullion on either side with uplifted hands, heedless alike of his mother's presence and of the heavy drops of rain which splattered in at the open casement.page: 97
"Dickie, Dickie," Katherine called, in swift anxiety. "Be careful. You will fall."
She came close, putting her arm round him.—"You reckless darling," she went on; "don't you see how dangerous the least slip would be?"
The boy stood upright and looked round at her. His blue eyes were alight. All the fitful brightness, all the wistful charm, of the April evening was in his face.
"But it's the only place where I can see them, and they're such beauties," he said. "And I want to see them so much. You know we always miss them somehow, mummy, when we go out."
Katherine was off her guard. Three separate strains of feeling influenced her just then. First, her growing recognition of the change in Richard, of that passing away of childhood which could not but make for difficulty and, in a sense, for pain. Secondly, the natural excitement of her brother's home‐coming, disturbing the monotony of her daily life, bringing, along with very actual joy, memories of a past, well‐beloved yet gone beyond recall. Lastly, the practical and immediate fear that Dickie had come uncommonly near tumbling incontinently out of the window. And so, being moved, she held the boy tightly and answered rather at random, thereby provoking fate.
"Yes, my dearest, I know we always miss them somehow when we go out. It is best so. But do pray be more careful with these high windows."
"Oh! I'm all right—I'm careful enough."—His glance had gone back to where the last of the horses passed out of sight behind the red wall of the gardens. "But why is it best so? Ah! they're gone!" he exclaimed.
Katherine sat down on the window‐seat, and Richard, clinging to the window‐ledge, while she still held him, lowered himself into a sitting position beside her.
"Thank you, mummy," he said. And the words cut her. They came so often in each day, and always with the same little touch of civil dignity. The courtesy of Richard's recognition of help given, failed to comfort her for the fact that help was so constantly required. Lady Calmady's sense of rebellion arose and waxed strong whenever she heard those thanks.
"Mother," he went on, "I want to ask you something. You won't mind?"
"Do I ever mind you questioning me?" Yet she felt a certain tightening about her heart.
"Ah, but this is different! I've wanted to for a long while, page: 98 but I did not know if I ought—and yet I did not quite like to ask Auntie Marie or Julius. And, of course, one doesn't speak to the servants about anything of that sort."
Richard's curly head went up with a fine, little air of pride as he said the last few words. His mother smiled at him. There was no doubt as to her son's breeding.
"Well, what then?" she said.
"I want to know—you're sure you don't mind—why you dislike the horses, and never go to the stables or take me there? If the horses are wrong, why do we keep them? And if they're not wrong, why, mother, don't you see, we may enjoy them, mayn't we?"
He flushed, looking up at her, spoke coaxingly, merrily, a trifle embarrassed by his own temerity, yet keen to prove his point and acquire possession of this so coveted joy.
Katherine hesitated. She was tempted to put aside his question with some playful excuse. And yet, where was the use? The question must inevitably be answered one day, and Katherine, as had been said, was moved just now, dumbness of long habit somewhat melted. Perhaps this was the appointed time. She drew her arm from around the boy and took both his hands in hers.
"My dearest," she said, "our keeping the horses is not wrong. But—one of the horses killed your father."
Richard's lips parted. His eyes searched hers.
"But how?" he asked presently.
"He was trying it at a fence, and it came down with him—and trampled him."
There was a pause. At last the boy asked rather breathlessly:—"Was he killed then, mother, at once?"
It had been Katherine's intention to state the facts simply, gravely, and without emotion. But to speak of these things, after so long silence, proved more trying than she had anticipated. The scene in the red drawing‐room, the long agony of waiting and of farewell, rose up before her after all these years with a vividness and poignancy that refused to be gainsaid.
"No," she answered, "he lived four days. He spoke to me of many things he wished to do. And—I have done them all, I think. He spoke to me of you"—Katherine closed her eyes. "The boy might care for the stables. The boy must ride straight." For the moment she could not look at Richard, knowing that which she must see. The irony of those remembered words appeared too great.—"But he suffered," she went on brokenly, "he suffered—ah! my dear"—page: 99
"Mummy, darling mummy, don't look like that!" Dickie cried. He wrenched his hands from her grasp and threw his arms impulsively about her neck. "Don't—it hurts me. And —and, after all," he added, reasoningly, consolingly, "it wasn't one of these horses you know. They've never done anybody any harm. It was an accident. There must always be accidents sometimes, mustn't there? And then, you see, it all happened long, long ago. It must have, for I don't remember anything about it. It must have happened when I was a baby."
"Alas, no!" Katherine exclaimed, wrung by the pathos of his innocent egoism; "it happened even before then, my dearest, before you were born."
With the unconscious arrogance of childhood, Richard had, so far, taken his mother's devotion very much as a matter of course. He had never doubted that he was, and always had been, the inevitable centre of all her interests. So, now, her words and her bearing, bringing—in as far as he grasped them—the revelation of aspects of her life quite independent of his all‐important, little self, staggered him. For the first time poor Dickie realised that even one's own mother, be she never so devoted, is not her child's exclusive and wholly private property, but has a separate existence, joys and sorrows apart. Instinctively he took his arms from about her neck and backed away into the angle of the window‐seat, regarding her with serious and somewhat startled attention. And, doing so, he for the first time realised consciously something more, namely the greatness of her beauty.
For the years had dealt kindly with Katherine Calmady. Not the great sorrows of life, or its great sacrifices, but fretfulness, ignoble worries, sordid cares, are that which draw lines upon a woman's face and harshen her features. At six and thirty Lady Calmady's skin was smooth and delicate, her colour still clear and softly bright. Her hair, though somewhat darker than of old, was abundant. Still she wore it rolled up and back from her forehead, showing the perfect oval of her face. Her eyes, too, were darker; and the expression of them had become profound—the eyes of one who has looked on things which may not be told and has chosen her part. Her bosom had become a little fuller; but the long, inward curve of her figure below it to the round and shapely waist, and the poise of her rather small hips, were lithe and free as ever. While there was that enchanting freshness about her which is more than the mere freshness of youth or of physical health—which would seem, indeed, to be the peculiar dowry of those women who, having page: 100 once known love in all its completeness and its strength, of choice live ever afterwards in perfect chastity of act and thought.
And a perception not only of the grace of her person, as she sat sideways on the window‐seat in her close‐fitting, grey gown, with its frilled lace collar and ruffles at the wrists, came to Richard now. He perceived something of this more intimate and subtle charm which belonged to her. He was enthralled by the clear sweetness, as of dewy grass newly turned by the scythe, which always clung about her, and by the whispering of her silken garments when she moved. A sudden reverence for her came upon him, as though, behind her gracious and so familiar figure, he apprehended that which belonged to a region superior, almost divine. And then he was seized—it is too often the fate of worshippers—with jealousy of that past of hers of which he had been, until now, ignorant. And yet another emotion shook him, for, in thus realising and differentiating her personality, he had grown vividly, almost painfully, conscious of his own.
He turned away, laying his cheek against the stone window‐ledge, while the drops of a passing scud of rain beat in on his hot face.
"Then—then my father never saw me," he exclaimed vehemently. And, after a moment's pause, added:—"I am glad of that—very glad."
"Ah! But, my dearest," Lady Calmady cried, bewildered and aghast, "you don't know what you are saying—think!"
Richard kept his face to the splashing rain.
"I don't want to say anything wrong; but," he repeated, "I am glad."
He turned to her, his lips quivering a little, and a desolate expression in his eyes, which told Katherine, with only too bitter assurance, that his childhood and the repose of it were indeed over and gone.
She held out her arms to him in silent invitation, and drew the dear curly head on to her bosom.
"You're not displeased with me, mummy?"
"Does this seem as if I was displeased?" she asked.
Then they sat silent once more, Katherine swaying a little as she held him, soothing him almost as in his baby days.
"I won't lean out of the window again," he said presently, with a sigh of comfort. "I promise that."
"There's a darling. But I am afraid we must go. Uncle Roger will be here soon."page: 101
The boy raised his head.
"Mother," he said quickly, "will you send Clara, please, to put away these books? And may I have Winter to fetch me? I—I'm tired. If you don't mind? I don't care to walk."
Yet, since happily at thirteen Richard's moods were still as many and changeful as the aspects of that same April day, he enjoyed some royally unclouded hours before he—most unwillingly—retired to bed that night. For, on close acquaintance, the great Ulysses proved a very satisfactory hero. Roger Ormiston's character had consolidated. It was to some purpose that he had put away the pleasant follies of his youth. He looked out now with a coolness and patience, born of wide experience, upon men and upon affairs. He had ceased to lose either his temper or his head. Acquiescing with undismayed and cheerful common sense in the fact that life, as we know it, is but a sorry business, and that rough things must of necessity be done and suffered every day, he had developed an active—though far from morbidly sentimental—compassion for the individual, man and beast alike. Not that Colonel Ormiston formulated all that, still less held forth upon it. He was content, as is so many another Englishman, to be a dumb and practical philosopher—for which those who have lived with philosophers of the eloquent sort will unquestionably give thanks, knowing, to their sorrow, how often handsome speech is but a cloak to hide incapacity of honest doing.
And so, after dinner, under plea of an imperative need of cigars, Ormiston had borne Dickie off to the Gun‐Room; and there, in the intervals of questioning him a little about his tastes and occupations, had told him stories many and great. For he wanted to get hold of the boy and judge of what stuff he was made. Like all sound and healthy‐minded men he had an inherent suspicion of the abnormal. He could not but fear that persons unusually constituted in body must be the victims of some corresponding crookedness of spirit. But as the evening drew on he became easy on this point. Whatever Richard's physical infirmity, his nature was wholesome enough. Therefore when, at close upon ten o'clock, Lady Calmady arrived in person to insist that Dickie must go, there and then, straight to bed, she found a pleasant scene awaiting her.
The square room was gay with lamplight and firelight, which brought into strong relief the pictures of famous horses and trophies of old‐time weapons—matchlocks, basket‐handled swords, and neat, silver‐hilted rapiers, prettiest of toys with which to pink your man—that decorated its white‐panelled walls.page: 102
Ormiston stood with his back to the fire, one heel on the fender, his broad shoulders resting against the high chimney‐piece, his head bent forward as he looked down, in steady yet kindly scrutiny, at the boy. His face was tanned by the sun and wind of the long sea voyage—people still came home from India by the Cape—till his hair and moustache showed pale against his bronzed skin. And to Richard, listening and watching from the deep arm‐chair drawn up at right angles to the hearth, he appeared as a veritable demigod, master of the secrets of life and death—beheld, moreover, through an atmosphere of fragrant tobacco‐smoke, curiously intoxicating to unaccustomed nostrils. Dickie had tucked himself into as small a space as possible, to make room for young Camp, who lay outstretched beside him. The bull‐dog's great underhung jaw and pendulous, wrinkled cheeks rested on the arm of the chair, as he stared and blinked rather sullenly at the fire—moved and choked a little, slipping off unwillingly to sleep, to wake with a start, and stare and blink once more. The embroidered couvre‐pieds, which Dickie had spread across him gathering the top edge of it up under the front of his Eton jacket, offered luxurious bedding. But Camp was a typical conservative, slow‐witted, stubborn against the ingress of a new idea. This tall, somewhat masterful stranger must prove himself a good man and true—according to bull‐dog understanding of those terms—before he could hope to gain entrance to that faithful, though narrow heart.
Ormiston meanwhile, finely contemptuous of canine criticism, greeted his sister cheerily.
"You're bound to give us a little law to‐night, Kitty," he said, holding out his hand to her. "We won't break rules and indulge in unbridled license as to late hours again, will we, Dick? But, you see, we've both been doing a good deal, one way and another, since we last met, and there were arrears of conversation to make up."—He smiled very charmingly at Lady Calmady, and his fingers closed firmly on her hand.—"We've been getting on famously, notwithstanding our long separation." He looked down at Richard again.—"Fast friends, already, and mean to remain so, don't we, old chap?"
Thereupon Lady Calmady's soul received much comfort. Her pride was always on the alert, fiercely sensitive concerning Richard. And the joy of this meeting had, till now, an edge of jealous anxiety to it. If Roger did not take to the boy, then—deeply though she loved him—Roger must go. For the same elements were constant in Katherine Calmady. Not all the page: 103 discipline of thirteen years had tamed the hot blood in her which made her order out the Clown for execution. But as Ormiston spoke, her face softened, her eyes grew luminous and smiled back at him with an exquisite gladness. The soft gloom of her black, velvet dress emphasised the warm, golden whiteness of her bare shoulders and arms. Ormiston seeing her just then, understanding something of the drama of her thought, was moved from his habitual cool indifference of bearing.
"Katherine," he said, "do you know you take one rather by surprise? Upon my word you're more beautiful than ever."
And Richard's clear voice rang out eagerly from the depths of the big chair:—
"Yes—yes—isn't she, Uncle Roger—isn't she—delicious?"
The man's smile broadened almost to laughter.
"You young monkey," he said very gently; "so you have discovered that fact already have you? Well, so much the better. It's a safe basis to start from; don't you think so, Kitty?"
But Lady Calmady drew away her hand. The blood had rushed into her face and neck. Her beauty, now for so long, had seemed a negligible quantity, a thing that had out‐lasted its need and use—since he who had so rejoiced in it was dead. What is the value of ever so royal a crown when the throne it represents has fallen to ruin? And yet, being very much a woman, those words of praise came altogether sweetly to Katherine from the lips of her brother and her son. She moved away, embarrassed, not quite mistress of herself, sat down on the arm of Richard's chair, leaned across him and patted the bull‐dog—who raised his heavy head with a grunt, and slapped Dickie smartly in the stomach with his tail, by way of welcome.
"You dear foolish creatures," she said, "pray talk of something more profitable. I am growing old, and, in some ways, I am rather thankful for it. All the same, Dickie, darling, you positively must and shall go to bed."
But Colonel Ormiston interrupted her. He spoke with a trace of hesitation, turning to the fireplace and flicking the ash off the end of his cigar.
"By the bye, Katherine, how's Mary Cathcart? Have you seen her lately?"
"Yes, last week."
"Then she's not gone the way of all flesh and married?"
"No," Lady Calmady answered. She bent a little lower, tracing out the lines on the dog's wrinkled forehead with her finger.—"Several men have asked her to marry. But there page: 104 is only one man in the world, I fancy, whom Mary would ever care to marry—poor Camp, did I tickle you?—and he, I believe, has not asked her yet."
"Ah! there," Ormiston exclaimed quickly, "you are mistaken."
"Am I?" Katherine said. "I have great faith in Mary. I suppose she was too wise to accept even him, being not wholly convinced of his love."
Lady Calmady raised her eyes. Ormiston looked very keenly at her. And Richard, watching them, felt his breath come rather short with excitement, for he understood that his mother was speaking in riddles. He observed, moreover, that Colonel Ormiston's face had grown pale for all its sunburn.
"And so," Katherine went on, "I think the man in question had better be quite sure of his own heart before he offers it to Mary Cathcart again."
Ormiston flung his half‐smoked cigar into the fire. He came and stood in front of Richard.
"Look here, old chap," he said, "what do you say to our driving over to Newlands to‐morrow? You can set me right if I've forgotten any of the turns in the road, you know. And you and Miss Cathcart are great chums, aren't you?"
"Mother, may I go?" the boy asked.
Lady Calmady kissed his forehead.
"Yes, my dearest," she said. "I will trust you and Uncle Roger to take care of each other for once. You may go."
The immediate consequence of all which was, that Richard went to bed that night with a brain rather dangerously active and eyes rather dangerously bright. So that when sleep at last visited him, it came burdened with dreams, in which the many impressions and emotions of the day took altogether too lively a part, causing him to turn restlessly to and fro, and throw his arms out wide over the cool, linen sheets and pillow.
For there was a new element in Dickie's dreams to‐night‐namely a recurrent distress of helplessness and incapacity of movement, and therefore of escape, in the presence of some on‐coming, multitudinous terror. He was haunted, moreover, by a certain stanza of the ballad of Chevy Chase. It had given him a peculiar feeling, sickening yet fascinating, ever since he could remember first to have read it, a feeling which caused him to dread reading it beforehand, yet made him turn back to it again and again. And, to‐night, sometimes Richard was himself, sometimes his personality seemed merged in that of Witherington, the crippled fighting‐man, of whose maiming, and deadly courage, page: 105 that stanza tells. And the battle was long and fierce, as, from out a background of steeple‐shaped, honey‐combed rocks and sparse trees with large, golden leaves—like those on the panels of the great, lacquered cabinets in the Long Gallery—innumerable hordes of fanatic Chinamen poured down on him, a hideous bedizenment of vermilion war‐devils painted on their blue tunics and banners and shields. And he, Richard,—or was it he, Witherington?—alone facing them all,—they countless in number, always changing yet always the same. From under their hard, upturned hats, a peacock feather erect in each, the cruel, oblique‐eyed, impassive faces stared at him. They pressed him back and back against the base of a seven‐storied pagoda, the wind‐bells of which jangled far above him from the angles of its tiers of fluted roofs. And the sky was black and polished. Yet it was broad, glaring daylight, every object fearfully distinct. And he was fixed there, unable to get away because—yes, of course, he was Witherington, so there was no need of further explanation of that inability of escape.
And still, at the same time, he could see Chifney on the handsome, grey cob, trotting soberly along the green ride, beside the long string of racehorses coming home from exercise. The young leaves were fragile and green now, not sparse and metallic, and the April rain splashed in his face. He tried to call out to Tom Chifney, but the words died in his throat.—If they would only put him on one of those horses! He knew he could ride, and so be safe and free. He called again. That time his voice came. They must hear. Were they not his own servants, after all, and his own horses—or would be soon, when he was grown up? But neither the trainer, nor the boys so much as turned their heads; and the living ribbon of brown and chestnut swept on and away out of sight. No one would heed him! No one would hearken to his cry!
Once his mother and some man, whom he knew yet did not know, passed by him hand in hand. She wore a white dress, and smiled with a look of ineffable content. Her companion was tall, gracious in bearing and movement, but unsubstantial, a luminous shadow merely. Richard could not see his face. Yet he knew the man was of near kin to him. And to them he tried to speak. But it was useless. For now he was not Richard any more. He was not even Witherington, the crippled fighting‐man of the Chevy Chase ballad. He was—he was the winged seagull, with wild, pale eyes, hiding—abject yet fierce—among the vegetable beds in the Brockhurst kitchen‐gardens, and picking up loathsome provender of snails and slugs. Roger Ormiston, page: 106 calm, able, kindly, yet just a trifle insolent, cigar in mouth, sauntered up and looked at the bird, and it crawled away among the cabbages ignominiously, covered with the shame of its incompleteness and its fallen estate.
And then from out the honey‐combed rocks, under the black, polished sky, the blue‐tunicked Chinamen swept down on Richard again with the maddening horror of infinite number. They crushed in upon him, nearer and nearer, pressing him back against the wall of that evil pagoda. The air was hot and musky with their breath and thick with the muffled roar of their countless footsteps. And they came right in on him, trampling him down, suffocating, choking him with the heat of them and the dead weight.
Shouting aloud—as it seemed to him—in angry terror, the boy woke. He sat up trembling, wet with perspiration, bewildered by the struggle and the wild phantasmagoria of his dream. He pulled open the neck of his night‐shirt, leaned his head against the cool, brass rail of the back of the bedstead, while he listened with growing relief to the rumble of the wind in the chimney, and the swish of the rain against the casements, and watched the narrow line of light under the door of his mother's room.
Yes, he was Richard Calmady, after all,—here in his own sheltered world, among those who had loved and served him all his life. Nothing hurtful could reach him here, nothing of which he need be afraid. There was no real meaning in that ugly dream.
And then Dickie paused a moment, still sitting up in the warm darkness, pressing his hands down on the mattress on either side to keep himself from slipping. For involuntarily he recalled the feeling which had prompted his declaration that he was glad his father had never seen him; recalled his unwillingness to walk, lest he should meet Ormiston unexpectedly; recalled the instinct which, even during that glorious time in the Gun‐Room, had impelled him to keep the embroidered couvre‐pieds carefully over his legs and feet. And, recalling these things, poor Dickie arrived at conclusions regarding himself which he had happily avoided arriving at before. For they were harsh conclusions, causing him to cower down in the bed, and bury his face in the pillows to stifle the sound of the tearing sobs which would come.
Alas! was there not only too real a meaning in that same ugly dream and that shifting of personality? He understood, while his body quivered with the anguish of it, that he had more page: 107 in common with, and was nearer—far nearer—to the maimed fighting‐man of the old ballad, even to the poor sea‐gull robbed of its power of flight, than to all those dear people whose business in life it seemed to pet and amuse him, and to minister to his every want—to the handsome soldier uncle, whose home‐coming had so excited him, to Julius March, his indulgent tutor, to Mademoiselle de Mirancourt, his delightful companion, to Clara, his obedient playfellow, to brown‐eyed Mary Cathcart, and even to his lovely mother herself!
Thus did the bitter winds of truth, which blow forever across the world, first touch Richard Calmady, cutting his poor boyish pride as with a whip. But he was very young. And the young, mercifully, know no such word as the inevitable; so that the wind of truth is ever tempered for them—the first smart of it over—by the sunshine of ignorant and unlimited hope.


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Cat 6 lead authors: WU cofounder Dr. Jeff Masters (right), who flew w/NOAA Hurricane Hunters 1986-1990, & WU meteorologist Bob Henson, @bhensonweather
By: Dr. Jeff Masters , 2:58 PM GMT on November 02, 2010
The islands of St. Lucia, Barbados, and St. Vincent and the Grenadines continue to assess damage and clean up after Hurricane Tomas pounded the Lesser Antilles as a strengthening Category 1 hurricane with 90 - 95 mph winds on Saturday. St. Lucia was hardest hit, with fourteen people dead, many more missing, and damage estimated at $100 million--about 10% of the nation's GDP. Damage on neighboring St. Vincent was estimated at $62 million, which is 4% of that nation's GDP. The storm damaged 1,200 houses, and the northern half of the island, where most of the crops are, was badly hit, with no banana trees left standing and the plantain crop wiped out. Banana production employs 60% of the workforce on St. Vincent, and accounts for more than 50% of their exports. Also hard-hit was Barbados, where damage estimates are at $55 million, 1.5% of the nation's GDP. Tomas may be the most damaging storm to affect the island since Hurricane Janet of 1955. The havoc wreaked by Tomas in the Lesser Antilles makes is likely that the name Tomas will be retired from the list of active hurricane names in the Atlantic.
Figure 1. Torrential rains from Tomas triggered massive flooding on St. Lucia that destroyed several bridges and severely damaged roads. Image credit: St. Lucia Star.
Tomas gradually strengthening
Satellite loops of Tomas show a considerably more organized storm than yesterday, with a modest but increasing amount of heavy thunderstorm activity. However, low-level spiral bands are limited, and upper-level outflow is weak, and Tomas is not in danger of building an eyewall today. Curacao radar shows that the echoes from Tomas are disorganized, with no spiral banding apparent. Wind shear has declined to a moderate 10 -15 knots and the atmosphere in the Caribbean has moistened over the past day, allowing Tomas to re-organize. A hurricane hunter aircraft is on its way to Tomas this morning, and will have a better estimate of the storm's strength by early this afternoon.
Figure 2. Curacao radar at 10:07am EDT on Tuesday, November 2, 2010, showed a large area of rain associated with Tomas over the central Caribbean, but these echoes were poorly organized.
Track forecast for Tomas
The ridge of high pressure pushing Tomas to the west has weakened, allowing Tomas to slow down slightly to a forward speed of 10 mph this morning. This speed will decrease further to 5 mph tonight, as a trough of low pressure approaches the eastern U.S. and breaks down the ridge. By Wednesday, the trough to Tomas' north should be able to pull the storm to the northwest. Tomas' outer spiral bands will bring heavy rains to southwestern Haiti and eastern Jamaica beginning on Thursday night. The computer models have come into better agreement that Tomas will turn more to the north-northeast by Friday, with Haiti or Jamaica the most likely landfall locations. NHC is giving Port-au-Prince, Haiti, a 50% chance of receiving tropical storm force winds, and a 6% chance of hurricane force winds. These odds are 45% and 7%, respectively for Kingston, Jamaica, and 23% and 3% for Santo Domingo in the Dominican Republic.
Tomas may stall
The models are increasingly suggesting the once Tomas begins moving to the north-northeast, the trough pulling the storm that direction will lift out, stranding Tomas in a region of weak steering currents. Tomas may then wander and dump heavy rains for several days, Saturday through Monday. Given recent model trends, I believe this is likely, but the exact location where Tomas might be stranded is uncertain. The NOGAPS model gives a nightmare scenario for Haiti, with Tomas remaining stationary just off the coast from Port-Au-Prince as a hurricane for many days. The UKMET stalls Tomas over the Turk and Caicos Islands, while the GFS, GFDL, and ECMWF models predict Tomas will stall several hundred miles north of Hispaniola and drift eastwards. It's reasonable to go with the model consensus and predict Tomas will pass over western Haiti and stall far enough north of the nation so that heavy rains will not linger over Hispaniola for many days. The uncertainties in the track forecast are greater than usual, though.
Intensity forecast for Tomas
Wind shear as diagnosed by the SHIPS model has dropped to the moderate range, 10 - 15 knots, and is predicted to stay low to moderate, 5 - 15 knots, for the remainder of the week. The relaxation of shear should allow Tomas to continue to re-organize over the next few days. Aiding this process will be an increasingly moist atmosphere. Dry air has decreased significantly over the past 24 hours, as seen on water vapor satellite imagery, and the models predict a very moist atmosphere will surround Tomas for the remainder of the week. With SSTs at a record warm 29.5°C and a very high ocean heat content, there is a substantial danger that Tomas will undergo a period of rapid intensification once it rebuilds its inner core and establishes an eyewall. This is not likely to happen today, but could occur as early as Wednesday night. This may give Tomas sufficient time to intensify into a major hurricane before landfall in Haiti or Jamaica, as predicted by the GFDL model. The most reasonable intensity forecast at this point is to call for a landfall on Friday at Category 2 strength, but Tomas could easily be anywhere from Category 1 to Category 3 hurricane strength on Friday. NHC is giving Tomas a 19% chance of reaching Category 3+ strength; I believe these odds are higher, 40%. With the atmosphere expected to be very moist, it is likely that Tomas will dump very heavy rains of 4 - 8 inches over much of Haiti, even if Tomas strikes as a tropical storm. Rains of this magnitude are capable of causing heavy loss of life due to extreme floods running down Haiti's deforested mountain slopes. Portlight.org is preparing to send their mobile kitchen with enough food to feed 500 people per day, if Tomas continues on its current forecast path.
Figure 3. Plot of all Category 1 and stronger hurricanes to pass within 50 miles of Barbados since reliable record keeping began in 1851. Image credit: NOAA Coastal Services Center.
Barbados hurricane history
Tomas is the strongest hurricane to affect Barbados since Category 3 Hurricane Allen of 1980, which passed just north of the island. Allen did $4 million in damage, compared to Tomas' $55 million. The deadliest hurricane in Barbados history was the Category 5 Great Hurricane of 1780, which killed approximately 4500 people on the island, and leveled every building, including the stone governor's mansion. The Great Hurricane of 1780 was also the Atlantic's deadliest hurricane of all-time, with 22,000 fatalities, mostly in the Lesser Antilles Islands.
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I'll have an update Wednesday morning.
Jeff Masters
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Cat 6 lead authors: WU cofounder Dr. Jeff Masters (right), who flew w/NOAA Hurricane Hunters 1986-1990, & WU meteorologist Bob Henson, @bhensonweather


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The Murderous Impulses of the Left
There have already been any number of definitive analyses of the left's exploitation of the Arizona shootings, so I don't want to repeat them; cf. here, here, here, and here. Is there anything else to say except that one should never be surprised at the moral rot of the left? This is what they do. Since they they know as well as anyone that they cannot win on the merits, their first and last resort is always to defame, to smear, and to demonize.
If we limit ourselves to conscious motivations, then Glenn Reynolds is correct in saying that there are really only two explanations for such disgusting behavior on part of the left: they are either "(a) asserting a connection between the 'rhetoric' and the shooting, which based on evidence to date would be what we call a vicious lie; or (b) [they're] not, in which case [they're] just seizing on a tragedy to try to score unrelated political points, which is contemptible. Which is it?"
But there is a third alternative, which is that they actually do believe what they are saying. That the left is morally insane is not controversial. To embrace moral relativism is ultimately to affirm that no act is forbidden, that there is no transcendent source of morality, and that we are not held accountable for our actions. Which is why one can never accuse a leftist of hypocrisy, since it is impossible for a true nihilist to be a hypocrite.
We will not review our many posts that explain how and why the ideology of leftism is animated by hatred and envy. But because of this, it is impossible for the leftist to handle the cognitive dissonance that is generated between two diametrically opposed psychic realities. On the one hand, the leftist is no different than anyone else, in that he has a reservoir of hatred, greed, irrational thinking, prejudices, etc.
However, the leftist regards himself as morally superior, to such an extent that he deems himself worthy and capable of ruling over all the other unenlightened and morally inferior beings who are greedy, irrational, power-hungry, etc. The conservative is not sanguine about human nature, beginning with his own. But the leftist denies human nature, beginning with his own.
How can such beautiful souls as Barney Frank, Paul Krugman, Keith Olbermann, or Nancy Pelosi be animated by anything less than the most lofty and selfless goals? Easy. They cannot be. Therefore, what is denied in themselves must be projected into others, which is where conservatives come in.
For the left, conservatism is, was, and always will be a convenient repository for their own psychic projections. Many commenters have noticed that if you really want to know what's going on in the leftist's mind, just take note what they condemn in others. This is axiomatic.
In the case of the Arizona shootings, what is the left projecting? From the moment information about the murderer's preoccupations became available, it was evident to me that he suffers from paranoid schizophrenia, and I will be very surprised if that is not the final verdict. Suffice it to say that the paranoid schizophrenic is not in contact with what we call reality, and that their motivations emanate from a tangle of irrational impulses, fears, obsessions, hallucinations, and delusions.
So at this point, there is obviously no rational basis whatsoever to attribute the murderer's actions to anything other than severe mental illness (and perhaps to the people around him who ignored or enabled it). Note that the left is irrationally using this irrational person in order to insert their own peculiar preoccupations, and furnish him with an understandable motivation: he murdered because he was animated by conservative ideas and principles.
What this actually means is that these murderous impulses are indeed real, except that they are first in the mind of the leftist. The left is in a state of perpetual rage at conservatives, even more so than usual since last year's election. To put it simply, we drive them nuts with anger. They would like to kill, but their beautiful self image prevents them from recognizing and owning their own rage. Therefore they must project it into others: into Glenn Beck, or Rush Limbaugh, or Sarah Palin, or this insane criminal.
Or me. I am well aware of the fact that I provoke intense anger in our trolls, which is instantaneously projected into me, and transformed into hatred to which they feel compelled to react. In other words, I become the spurious "cause" of their anger and hatred.
Contemporary liberalism (i.e., leftism, not classical liberalism) is not just accidentally but intrinsically wrong. It is wrong not just in this or that elaboration of its principles and policies, but in its very substance. As such, it's like trying to use defective bricks to erect a building, or magical thinking as the basis of science. When your first principles are in error, then everything entailed in those principles will also be in error. To put it another way, it really is possible to be rotten to the core.
Schuon is never explicitly political, but he frequently slips in a page-stopping observation that is pregnant with political implications. It would be strictly impossible to be a student of his and also be a leftist, just as it would be impossible for any seriously religious person to be a leftist.
Not that there aren't religious leftists (indeed, leftism is a political religion). It's just that their values are deeply at odds with perennial truth, and when push comes to shove, it is clear that they derive their values from ideology and not religion; or, if from religion, they deeply misunderstand its esoteric and often even plain meaning. Rather, they simply use religion as a vehicle to advance their political agenda, an agenda that is rooted in ungoverned feeling. Everyone knows this, which is why Democrat candidates are so awkward and unnatural when they talk about religion.
Metaphysical truths, in order to be effective, must become operative in the will. Thus, to transfer responsibility for a dimly perceived spiritual truth to the state is to render it inoperative, since it relieves man of having to be personally conscious of the principle.
Leftists flatter themselves by imagining they "speak truth to power," when they actually promulgate seductive lies to the powerless in order to keep them that way (and to keep voting Democrat). After all, it isn't as if the simple behavioral principles for avoiding poverty aren't well understood. But since they require the cultivation of certain timeless virtues -- and don't allow the sentimental liberal to feel good about himself -- the liberal isn't interested.
Is there a single leftist who understands the following principle?: "Too great an indulgence toward others is often caused not by an innate weakness of character but by an actual inability to conceive the frailty of men and the malice of the devil" (Schuon). And the reason they cannot conceive of the frailty of men is that it would require too much painful self-examination. They'd rather project it into others. On the one hand they project a weak and pathetic part of themselves into "the poor." And they project an angry and controlling part into "the rich."
One immediately thinks of the Hollywood left, who project their deep character flaws into those they presume to rescue, which then absolves them of the need to root out their own frailties and rise above themselves. But "to take fallen man as the human norm is to end up idealizing not man but the human animal, the thinking beast" (ibid). This is why no one is more anti-human than a humanist, for they undermine man's sufficient reason for being, not to mention his rootedness in the transcendent.
A Bill Clinton embodies the qualities of earthly intelligence and oily charm; or cunning and seduction; or calculation and hypnosis. As Harvey Mansfeld wrote, he is "the envy of vulgar men," and deservedly so.
But as Schuon explains, cunning is no more a normal mode of intelligence than paranoia is a normal mode of perception. The latter is not perception but apperception, i.e., the systematic confirmation of one's own projected thoughts and impulses. Leftists know what motivated the Arizona murderer, which is a roundabout way of saying they unconsciously know their own motivations.


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Cyber, Cyber, Cyber. The word makes most technical people cringe but it's all the rage right now in DC and other policy circles. The rallying calls are now familiar and the central pitch is that private entities and networks—the buzzword is "critical infrastructure"—should be strongly incentivized to "share" information with the government. In other words, providers should surrender more of their and their customers' privacy. There's much danger there and EFF continues to sound the alarm.
CISPA-like zombie bills continue to rattle around Congress. After the Obama Administration released its own computer security information sharing bill a few weeks ago, Democratic Senator Tom Carper followed through with The Cyber Threat Sharing Act of 2015. The bill mirrors the Obama Administration's information sharing proposal.
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The Obama Administration is on a roll with proposing legislation that endangers our privacy and security. Over the course of two days, President Obama proposed a cybersecurity bill that looks awfully similar to the now infamous CISPA (with respect to information sharing), a computer crime bill that is the opposite of our own proposed computer crime reform, and a data breach law weaker than the current status quo. All three of the bills are recycled ideas that have failed in Congress since their introduction in 2011. They should stay on the shelf.
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In Land of the Golden Fleece Arthur Streeton presents a view towards Mount William from the southern end of the Grampians mountain range in Victoria. Looking down and across a property at Willaura (owned by Streeton's friend Walter Cain),1 Streeton depicts a flock of sheep grazing, a dam and a windmill. Shadows move across the land and Streeton has used colour to give the image a sense of space, painting the distant Grampians with blues and greys to make them recede, and using warm yellows in the foreground to make the golden fields appear closer to the viewer.
Land of the Golden Fleece displays an open and opulent pastoral Australia: full of potential, grand in scale and scenic in beauty. In this work Streeton presented a country rich in 'blue and gold', earth and water, sky and land. Australia was a land of youth and possibility. Following the death of many thousands of Australians during the First World War, and the devastation of the landscapes of France and Belgium, artists such as Streeton looked to the land as a symbol of national pride and prosperity – a reaffirmation of place and identity.
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One of my breastfeeding patients is using marijuana to combat chronic pain. Is it safe for her to breastfeed?
Lactating mothers should refrain from consuming cannabinoids. Advising mothers to discontinue breastfeeding if they cannot stop using cannabinoids must incorporate the known risks of formula feeding. Cannabinoid exposure through milk has not been shown to increase neonatal risk, but there are no appropriate studies of this. In every case, nursing babies should be closely monitored.
L'une de mes patientes allaite et consomme de la marijuana pour atténuer ses douleurs chroniques. Est-ce sans danger qu'elle allaite?
Les mères qui allaitent devraient s'abstenir de consommer des cannabinoïdes. En conseillant aux femmes de cesser d'allaiter si elles ne peuvent pas arrêter de consommer des cannabinoïdes, il faut aussi les aviser des risques connus du recours à l'allaitement artificiel. Il n'a pas été démontré que l'exposition aux cannabinoïdes dans le lait maternel augmentait les risques chez les nouveau-nés mais il n'existe aucune étude adéquate sur le sujet. Dans tous les cas, les nourrissons devraient faire l'objet d'une étroite surveillance.
Despite abundant recreational use of cannabinoids by women of reproductive age, very little is known about marijuana use and lactation. The Motherisk Programâs Alcohol and Substance Use Helpline receives about three calls a week regarding use of marijuana by nursing mothers for recreational purposes or for health issues, such as depression, anxiety, or pain. Questions come from nursing mothers themselves, friends, relatives, and health care providers concerned about exposure of breastfed babies.
Marijuana is a crude preparation of the leaves and flowering tops of Cannabis sativa. It is most commonly smoked and inhaled, but it can also be ingested orally. The psychological effects of marijuana include euphoria, relaxation, slowed thinking and reaction time, altered perception, impaired coordination and motor performance, poor short-term memory, impaired attention and judgment, panic attacks, anxiety, dizziness, and general difficulty expressing even simple thoughts in words. Other effects include increased heart rate, reddened eyes, dizziness, dry mouth, increased appetite, nausea, respiratory disorder, and immune system dysfunction.1-6
Delta-9-tetrahydrocannabinol (THC) is the principal psychoactive compound in marijuana. In addition to THC, marijuana smoke contains more than 150 other compounds.6 The THC is absorbed from the gastrointestinal tract and lungs and, being highly lipophilic, is rapidly distributed to the brain and fat tissue and extensively bound to plasma proteins (97%). The THC is metabolized in the liver and has an elimination half-life of 20 to 36 hours.7 In chronic users, its half-life could be as long as 4 days because it is stored in body fat; it can be detected for up to a month after last use. It is excreted in urine and feces over a prolonged period.
The passage of THC into breast milk has not been extensively studied. A study by Perez-Reyes and Wall in 1982 suggested that THC is excreted into human breast milk in moderate amounts.8 Based on their findings, 0.8% of the weight-adjusted maternal intake of one joint would be ingested by an infant in one feeding7 (ie, the baby would receive 0.8% of its motherâs dose/kg). In heavy users, the milk-to-plasma ratio (ie, levels in milk vs levels in maternal blood) was as high as 8:1.8 Animal studies suggest that marijuana can decrease the amount of milk produced by suppressing prolactin production and possibly through a direct effect on the mammary glands. There are no human data to corroborate these observations.
In 1990, a study by Astley and Little suggested that exposure to THC through breast milk in the first month of life could result in decreased motor development at 1 year old.9 No studies have adequately addressed the effects on long-term neurodevelopment. Lethargy, less frequent feeding, and shorter feeding times are other observations reported after babiesâ exposure to THC through breast milk.10 A motherâs ability to nurse and care for her child might be compromised because marijuana can affect mood and judgment.
Breast milk is the best food for babies. It contains appropriate amounts of carbohydrates, proteins, fats, minerals, vitamins, and hormones as well as maternal antibodies. Psychologically, breastfeeding facilitates bonding between mother and child.
With chronic use, THC can accumulate in human breast milk to high concentrations.8 Because a babyâs brain is still forming, THC could theoretically affect brain development. It is also important to avoid environmental exposure to maternal marijuana smoke. Nursing mothers should be referred to appropriate services for counseling.
- American Academy of Pediatrics. Marijuana: a continuing concern for pediatricians. Pediatrics 1999;104:982-5.
- Thomas H. Psychiatric symptoms in cannabis users. Br J Psychiatry 1993;163:141-9.
- Naditch MP, Alker PC, Joffe P. Individual differences and setting as determinants of acute adverse reactions to psychoactive drugs. J Nerv Ment Dis 1975;161:326-35.
- Chait LD, Pierri J. Effects of smoked marijuana on human performance: a critical review. In: Murphy I, Bartke A, editors. Marijuana/cannabinoids: neurobiology and neurophysiology. Boca Raton, Fla: CRC Press; 1992. p. 387-423.
- Hubbard JR, Franco SE, Onavaivi ES. Marijuana: medical implications. Am Fam Physician 1999;60:2583-93.
- Gold MS. The pharmacology of marijuana. In: Graham AW, Schultz TK, editors. Principles of addiction medicine. Chevy Chase, Md: American Society of Addiction Medicine; 1998. p. 163-71.
- Bennett PN. Cannabis. In: Bennett PN and the WHO Working Group, editors. Drugs and human lactation. 2nd ed. Amsterdam, Holl: Elsevier; 1997.
- Perez-Reyes M, Wall ME. Presence of delta-9-tetrahydrocannabinol in human milk. N Engl J Med 1982;307:819-20.
- Astley S, Little RE. Maternal marijuana use during lactation and infant development at one year. Neurotoxicol Teratol 1990;12:161-8.
- Committee on Nutritional Status During Pregnancy and Lactation, Institute of Medicine. Illegal drugs. Washington, DC: National Academy Press; 1991.
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