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Five Classic Animal Adventures: The Jungle Book, The Story of Doctor Dolittle, The Call of the Wild, The Wind in the Willows, and Black Beauty930
Animals as characters have played a significant part in literature, from Aesop's ancient fables and the Garden of Eden story to contemporary literature. Gathered in this single volume are some of the most memorable animal stories that continue to stand the test of time.
The Jungle Book: Travel to the wilds of colonial India in this collection of seven tales centered on a young boy named Mowgli, who is raised by wolves in the jungle—with a supporting cast featuring a bear, a panther, a tiger, a python, and a tribe of monkeys.
Black Beauty: A nineteenth-century English horse recounts his dramatic life story, from his carefree youth on the farm to trying times pulling cabs in London.
The Call of the Wild: Buck the dog lived a happy life in California until his master's greed launches him on a life-changing journey in the Klondike Gold Rush of the 1890s.
The Wind in the Willows: Hold on to your hats and take a seat beside Mole, Rat, Badger, and the incomparable Toad as they encounter all kinds of adventure in the English countryside.
The Story of Doctor Dolittle: An English physician discovers how to speak to animals through his parrot, Polynesia, and soon sets sail for Africa, where he encounters monkeys, a vengeful king, fearsome pirates, and the rare pushmi-pullyu.
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Anna Sewell (1820–1878) was an English novelist best known as the author of the children's classic Black Beauty. A childhood injury left Sewell unable to walk or stand for long periods of time without a crutch, and she got around by horse-drawn carriage for most of her life. Written during her final years, Black Beauty is Sewell's only published work. She lived just long enough to see it become a bestseller.
Born in San Francisco, Jack London (1876–1916) shoveled coal, pirated oysters, sailed with a sealing schooner, and worked in a cannery as a youth. In 1897, London traveled to the Yukon to join the Klondike gold rush, an experience that inspired many of his later works. Best known for The Call of the Wild (1903), he wrote and published more than fifty volumes of essays, novels, and short stories, and was one of the most popular authors of his era.
Kenneth Grahame (1859–1932) was a Scottish writer best known as the author of The Wind in the Willows. He spent much of his childhood along the water, first on Loch Fyne in Scotland and then along the River Thames in a small village in southern England. It was here that his love for boating grew—a passion reflected in one of the most famous passages of The Wind in the Willows: "Believe me, my young friend, there is nothing—absolutely nothing—half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats."
Hugh Lofting (1886-1947) was a British children's author, best known for his Doctor Dolittle series. Lofting began his career as a civil engineer before enlisting in the British Army to serve in the First World War. While at war, he began writing letters to his children, which soon became the stories of Doctor Dolittle. After being seriously wounded in the war and returning home, Lofting published his first book, The Story of Doctor Dolittle in 1920. Its sequel, The Voyages of Doctor Dolittle won the Newbery Medal. The series spawned an additional eight sequels and has been adapted into numerous film and stage adaptations. In addition to children's books, Lofting also wrote Victory for the Slain, a long poem that described the futility of the First World War.
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Mowgli's Brothers
Now Rann the Kite brings home the night That Mang the Bat sets free —
Night-Song in the Jungle
It was seven o'clock of a very warm evening in the Seeonee hills when Father Wolf woke up from his day's rest, scratched himself, yawned, and spread out his paws one after the other to get rid of the sleepy feeling in their tips. Mother Wolf lay with her big gray nose dropped across her four tumbling, squealing cubs, and the moon shone into the mouth of the cave where they all lived. "Augrh!" said Father Wolf. "It is time to hunt again." He was going to spring down hill when a little shadow with a bushy tail crossed the threshold and whined: "Good luck go with you, O Chief of the Wolves. And good luck and strong white teeth go with noble children that they may never forget the hungry in this world."
It was the jackal — Tabaqui, the Dish-licker — and the wolves of India despise Tabaqui because he runs about making mischief, and telling tales, and eating rags and pieces of leather from the village rubbish-heaps. But they are afraid of him too, because Tabaqui, more than anyone else in the jungle, is apt to go mad, and then he forgets that he was ever afraid of anyone, and runs through the forest biting everything in his way. Even the tiger runs and hides when little Tabaqui goes mad, for madness is the most disgraceful thing that can overtake a wild creature. We call it hydrophobia, but they call it dewanee — the madness — and run.
"Enter, then, and look," said Father Wolf stiffly, "but there is no food here."
"For a wolf, no," said Tabaqui, "but for so mean a person as myself a dry bone is a good feast. Who are we, the Gidur-log [the jackal people], to pick and choose?" He scuttled to the back of the cave, where he found the bone of a buck with some meat on it, and sat cracking the end merrily.
"All thanks for this good meal," he said, licking his lips. "How beautiful are the noble children! How large are their eyes! And so young too! Indeed, indeed, I might have remembered that the children of kings are men from the beginning."
Now, Tabaqui knew as well as anyone else that there is nothing so unlucky as to compliment children to their faces. It pleased him to see Mother and Father Wolf look uncomfortable.
Tabaqui sat still, rejoicing in the mischief that he had made, and then he said spitefully:
"Shere Khan, the Big One, has shifted his hunting grounds. He will hunt among these hills for the next moon, so he has told me."
Shere Khan was the tiger who lived near the Waingunga River, twenty miles away.
"He has no right!" Father Wolf began angrily — "By the Law of the Jungle he has no right to change his quarters without due warning. He will frighten every head of game within ten miles, and I — I have to kill for two, these days."
"His mother did not call him Lungri [the Lame One] for nothing," said Mother Wolf quietly. "He has been lame in one foot from his birth. That is why he has only killed cattle. Now the villagers of the Waingunga are angry with him, and he has come here to make our villagers angry. They will scour the jungle for him when he is far away, and we and our children must run when the grass is set alight. Indeed, we are very grateful to Shere Khan!"
"Shall I tell him of your gratitude?" said Tabaqui.
"Out!" snapped Father Wolf. "Out and hunt with thy master. Thou hast done harm enough for one night."
"I go," said Tabaqui quietly. "Ye can hear Shere Khan below in the thickets. I might have saved myself the message."
Father Wolf listened, and below in the valley that ran down to a little river he heard the dry, angry, snarly, singsong whine of a tiger who has caught nothing and does not care if all the jungle knows it.
"The fool!" said Father Wolf. "To begin a night's work with that noise! Does he think that our buck are like his fat Waingunga bullocks?"
"H'sh. It is neither bullock nor buck he hunts to-night," said Mother Wolf. "It is Man."
The whine had changed to a sort of humming purr that seemed to come from every quarter of the compass. It was the noise that bewilders woodcutters and gypsies sleeping in the open, and makes them run sometimes into the very mouth of the tiger.
"Man!" said Father Wolf, showing all his white teeth. "Faugh! Are there not enough beetles and frogs in the tanks that he must eat Man, and on our ground too!"
The Law of the Jungle, which never orders anything without a reason, forbids every beast to eat Man except when he is killing to show his children how to kill, and then he must hunt outside the hunting grounds of his pack or tribe. The real reason for this is that man-killing means, sooner or later, the arrival of white men on elephants, with guns, and hundreds of brown men with gongs and rockets and torches. Then everybody in the jungle suffers. The reason the beasts give among themselves is that Man is the weakest and most defenseless of all living things, and it is unsportsmanlike to touch him. They say too — and it is true — that man-eaters become mangy, and lose their teeth.
The purr grew louder, and ended in the full-throated "Aaarh!" of the tiger's charge.
Then there was a howl — an untigerish howl — from Shere Khan. "He has missed," said Mother Wolf. "What is it?"
Father Wolf ran out a few paces and heard Shere Khan muttering and mumbling savagely as he tumbled about in the scrub.
"The fool has had no more sense than to jump at a woodcutter's campfire, and has burned his feet," said Father Wolf with a grunt. "Tabaqui is with him."
"Something is coming uphill," said Mother Wolf, twitching one ear. "Get ready."
The bushes rustled a little in the thicket, and Father Wolf dropped with his haunches under him, ready for his leap. Then, if you had been watching, you would have seen the most wonderful thing in the world — the wolf checked in mid-spring. He made his bound before he saw what it was he was jumping at, and then he tried to stop himself. The result was that he shot up straight into the air for four or five feet, landing almost where he left ground.
"Man!" he snapped. "A man's cub. Look!"
Directly in front of him, holding on by a low branch, stood a naked brown baby who could just walk — as soft and as dimpled a little atom as ever came to a wolf's cave at night. He looked up into Father Wolf's face, and laughed.
"Is that a man's cub?" said Mother Wolf. "I have never seen one. Bring it here."
A wolf accustomed to moving his own cubs can, if necessary, mouth an egg without breaking it, and though Father Wolf's jaws closed right on the child's back not a tooth even scratched the skin as he laid it down among the cubs.
"How little! How naked, and — how bold!" said Mother Wolf softly. The baby was pushing his way between the cubs to get close to the warm hide. "Ahai! He is taking his meal with the others. And so this is a man's cub. Now, was there ever a wolf that could boast of a man's cub among her children?"
"I have heard now and again of such a thing, but never in our pack or in my time," said Father Wolf. "He is altogether without hair, and I could kill him with a touch of my foot. But see, he looks up and is not afraid."
The moonlight was blocked out of the mouth of the cave, for Shere Khan's great square head and shoulders were thrust into the entrance. Tabaqui, behind him, was squeaking: "My lord, my lord, it went in here!"
"Shere Khan does us great honor," said Father Wolf, but his eyes were very angry. "What does Shere Khan need?"
"My quarry. A man's cub went this way," said Shere Khan. "Its parents have run off. Give it to me."
Shere Khan had jumped at a woodcutter's campfire, as Father Wolf had said, and was furious from the pain of his burned feet. But Father Wolf knew that the mouth of the cave was too narrow for a tiger to come in by. Even where he was, Shere Khan's shoulders and forepaws were cramped for want of room, as a man's would be if he tried to fight in a barrel.
"The Wolves are a free people," said Father Wolf. "They take orders from the Head of the Pack, and not from any striped cattle-killer. The man's cub is ours — to kill if we choose."
"Ye choose and ye do not choose! What talk is this of choosing? By the Bull that I killed, am I to stand nosing into your dog's den for my fair dues? It is I, Shere Khan, who speak!"
The tiger's roar filled the cave with thunder. Mother Wolf shook herself clear of the cubs and sprang forward, her eyes, like two green moons in the darkness, facing the blazing eyes of Shere Khan.
"And it is I, Raksha [The Demon], who answers. The man's cub is mine, Lungri — mine to me! He shall not be killed. He shall live to run with the Pack and to hunt with the Pack; and in the end, look you, hunter of little naked cubs — frog-eater — fish-killer — he shall hunt thee! Now get hence, or by the Sambhur that I killed (I eat no starved cattle), back thou goest to thy mother, burned beast of the jungle, lamer than ever thou camest into the world! Go!"
Father Wolf looked on amazed. He had almost forgotten the days when he won Mother Wolf in fair fight from five other wolves, when she ran in the Pack and was not called The Demon for compliment's sake. Shere Khan might have faced Father Wolf, but he could not stand up against Mother Wolf, for he knew that where he was she had all the advantage of the ground, and would fight to the death. So he backed out of the cave mouth growling, and when he was clear he shouted:
"Each dog barks in his own yard! We will see what the Pack will say to this fostering of man-cubs. The cub is mine, and to my teeth he will come in the end, O bush-tailed thieves!"
Mother Wolf threw herself down panting among the cubs, and Father Wolf said to her gravely:
"Shere Khan speaks this much truth. The cub must be shown to the Pack. Wilt thou still keep him, Mother?"
"Keep him!" she gasped. "He came naked, by night, alone and very hungry; yet he was not afraid! Look, he has pushed one of my babes to one side already. And that lame butcher would have killed him and would have run off to the Waingunga while the villagers here hunted through all our lairs in revenge! Keep him? Assuredly I will keep him. Lie still, little frog. O thou Mowgli — for Mowgli the Frog I will call thee — the time will come when thou wilt hunt Shere Khan as he has hunted thee."
"But what will our Pack say?" said Father Wolf.
The Law of the Jungle lays down very clearly that any wolf may, when he marries, withdraw from the Pack he belongs to. But as soon as his cubs are old enough to stand on their feet he must bring them to the Pack Council, which is generally held once a month at full moon, in order that the other wolves may identify them. After that inspection the cubs are free to run where they please, and until they have killed their first buck no excuse is accepted if a grown wolf of the Pack kills one of them. The punishment is death where the murderer can be found; and if you think for a minute you will see that this must be so.
Father Wolf waited till his cubs could run a little, and then on the night of the Pack Meeting took them and Mowgli and Mother Wolf to the Council Rock — a hilltop covered with stones and boulders where a hundred wolves could hide. Akela, the great gray Lone Wolf, who led all the Pack by strength and cunning, lay out at full length on his rock, and below him sat forty or more wolves of every size and color, from badger-colored veterans who could handle a buck alone to young black three-year-olds who thought they could. The Lone Wolf had led them for a year now. He had fallen twice into a wolf trap in his youth, and once he had been beaten and left for dead; so he knew the manners and customs of men.
There was very little talking at the Rock. The cubs tumbled over each other in the center of the circle where their mothers and fathers sat, and now and again a senior wolf would go quietly up to a cub, look at him carefully, and return to his place on noiseless feet. Sometimes a mother would push her cub far out into the moonlight to be sure that he had not been overlooked. Akela from his rock would cry: "Ye know the Law — ye know the Law. Look well, O Wolves!" And the anxious mothers would take up the call: "Look — look well, O Wolves!"
At last — and Mother Wolf's neck bristles lifted as the time came — Father Wolf pushed "Mowgli the Frog," as they called him, into the center, where he sat laughing and playing with some pebbles that glistened in the moonlight.
Akela never raised his head from his paws, but went on with the monotonous cry: "Look well!" A muffled roar came up from behind the rocks — the voice of Shere Khan crying: "The cub is mine. Give him to me. What have the Free People to do with a man's cub?"
Akela never even twitched his ears. All he said was: "Look well, O Wolves! What have the Free People to do with the orders of any save the Free People? Look well!"
There was a chorus of deep growls, and a young wolf in his fourth year flung back Shere Khan's question to Akela: "What have the Free People to do with a man's cub?"
Now, the Law of the Jungle lays down that if there is any dispute as to the right of a cub to be accepted by the Pack, he must be spoken for by at least two members of the Pack who are not his father and mother.
"Who speaks for this cub?" said Akela. "Among the Free People who speaks?" There was no answer and Mother Wolf got ready for what she knew would be her last fight, if things came to fighting.
Then the only other creature who is allowed at the Pack Council — Baloo, the sleepy brown bear who teaches the wolf cubs the Law of the Jungle: old Baloo, who can come and go where he pleases because he eats only nuts and roots and honey — rose upon his hind quarters and grunted.
"The man's cub — the man's cub?" he said. "I speak for the man's cub. There is no harm in a man's cub. I have no gift of words, but I speak the truth. Let him run with the Pack, and be entered with the others. I myself will teach him."
"We need yet another," said Akela. "Baloo has spoken, and he is our teacher for the young cubs. Who speaks besides Baloo?"
A black shadow dropped down into the circle. It was Bagheera the Black Panther, inky black all over, but with the panther markings showing up in certain lights like the pattern of watered silk. Everybody knew Bagheera, and nobody cared to cross his path; for he was as cunning as Tabaqui, as bold as the wild buffalo, and as reckless as the wounded elephant. But he had a voice as soft as wild honey dripping from a tree, and a skin softer than down.
"O Akela, and ye the Free People," he purred, "I have no right in your assembly, but the Law of the Jungle says that if there is a doubt which is not a killing matter in regard to a new cub, the life of that cub may be bought at a price. And the Law does not say who may or may not pay that price. Am I right?"
"Good! good!" said the young wolves, who are always hungry. "Listen to Bagheera. The cub can be bought for a price. It is the Law."
"Knowing that I have no right to speak here, I ask your leave."
"Speak then," cried twenty voices.
"To kill a naked cub is shame. Besides, he may make better sport for you when he is grown. Baloo has spoken in his behalf. Now to Baloo's word I will add one bull, and a fat one, newly killed, not half a mile from here, if ye will accept the man's cub according to the Law. Is it difficult?"
There was a clamor of scores of voices, saying: "What matter? He will die in the winter rains. He will scorch in the sun. What harm can a naked frog do us? Let him run with the Pack. Where is the bull, Bagheera? Let him be accepted." And then came Akela's deep bay, crying: "Look well — look well, O Wolves!"
Mowgli was still deeply interested in the pebbles, and he did not notice when the wolves came and looked at him one by one. At last they all went down the hill for the dead bull, and only Akela, Bagheera, Baloo, and Mowgli's own wolves were left. Shere Khan roared still in the night, for he was very angry that Mowgli had not been handed over to him.
"Ay, roar well," said Bagheera, under his whiskers, "for the time will come when this naked thing will make thee roar to another tune, or I know nothing of man."
"It was well done," said Akela. "Men and their cubs are very wise. He may be a help in time."
"Truly, a help in time of need; for none can hope to lead the Pack forever," said Bagheera.
Akela said nothing. He was thinking of the time that comes to every leader of every pack when his strength goes from him and he gets feebler and feebler, till at last he is killed by the wolves and a new leader comes up — to be killed in his turn.
"Take him away," he said to Father Wolf, "and train him as befits one of the Free People."
And that is how Mowgli was entered into the Seeonee Wolf Pack for the price of a bull and on Baloo's good word.
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Bad Manners - The Powlers - The Powlers
Label: Bad Taste Rekkids - BTR-001 • Format: CDr Album • Country: Russia • Genre: Rock • Style: Punk, Garage Rock
Bad Manners are an English two-tone and ska band led by frontman Buster Bloodvessel. They were at their most popular during the early s, during a period when other ska revival bands such as MadnessVarious - Max Mix 2 (El Segundo Megamix Español) Specials and the Selecter filled the charts.
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They commemorated the closure of the school on the back sleeve of their Gosh It's Bad Manners album. After becoming popular in their native London, Bad Manners signed to Psycho - Various - Defqon.1 Weekend Festival 2014 - Survival Of The Fittest Records inand became regular guests on television shows such as Tiswas. Being closely associated with the 2 Tone movement though never signed to 2 Tone Records itselfthey were one of six bands Bad Manners - The Powlers - The Powlers in the documentary film Dance Craze.
One of the main reasons for their notoriety, was their outlandish huge-tongued and shaven-headed frontman, Buster Bloodvessel. The group then went on to sign a contract with Portrait Records in the United States and Mental Notes was released in For two years the band toured continuously all over the world but decided to disband in After Bad Manners disbanded for a brief spell after their deal with Portrait Records ended, Buster Bloodvessel formed a new outfit called Buster's Allstars inwhich enabled him and a few of his friends to continue performing in and around London.
The capital's venues were often packed to capacity and this prompted the then 20 stone vocalist to reform Bad Manners with his fellow original members Louis Alphonso, Martin StewartWinston Bazoomies and Chris Kane.
The album was originally intended to be released in the UK on Blue Beat. InBuster Bloodvessel moved to Margate and opened a hotel on the seafront called Fatty Towers, which catered for people with huge appetites.
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MEXICO CITY - Aeromexico has reached an agreement with Boeing on compensation over the global grounding of the 737 MAX jet last year after two deadly crashes, the Mexican airline announced Monday.
Aeromexico said in a statement that the terms of the agreement are confidential but it will "mitigate the costs derived from the temporary suspension of operations."
Aeromexico grounded its fleet of six 737 MAX 8 jets on March 11, 2019.
Aeromexico said it hopes to resume use of its grounded 737 MAX 8s once the airliner is recertified.
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Italian Exhibition Group (IEG), a company listed on the Milan Stock Exchange organized and managed by Borsa Italiana S.pA., leader in Italy in the organization of trade fair events and among the main operators in the exhibition sector at European level, finalized on October 10th the purchase of the FIMAST event (International Trade Fair for machines and accessories in the textile – hosiery sector) organized by Principemedia SRL, an exhibition held every two years at Brixia Expo, with its next appointment scheduled for May 27th-30th, 2020, again in the Brescia trade fair district.
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MUSSELBURGH Athletic legend Mathu King has broken the club's appearance record.
King's name was already cemented in the club's folklore as their all-time record goalscorer, with 145.
But the veteran forward broke a second club record on Saturday as he donned the Burgh colours for the 286th time at Thornton Hibs.
His latest appearance saw King surpass the previous record held by Johnny Combe, who played 285 games for Athletic between 1992 and 2005.
And 34-year-old King, who first joined the club from Arbroath just over a decade ago, was delighted.
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The striker, who was on the books at Hearts after leaving school and also counts Forfar among his former clubs, admitted he arrived at Burgh only looking to recover from a serious injury.
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The Burgh need just a point at home to Dalkeith Thistle to clinch the East Premier League title for a second time.
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If selected for appearance number 287 on Saturday, it could be another memorable one for King as he and his Burgh team-mates could clinch the title in front of the Olive Bank faithful.


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He pushed through the doors and outside, emerging in back of the school right near the gym. All he had to do was cut across the yard and out through the fence, and his house was two blocks down.
"Hey, faggot!"
'Oh, shit,' he thought, his heart sinking as Kenny Moore stepped out in front of him.
"Get lost, Kenny."
"I ain't getting lost, faggot. I wanna talk to you!"
He jabbed his finger against Mason's chest, and Mason slapped his hand away. There were suddenly half a dozen boys around him, and none looked very friendly. Mason swallowed anxiously, his head turning from side to side.
"I'm in a hurry," he said.
"Why?" one of them demanded.
"You in a hurry to meet my girlfriend?" Kenny demanded.
"She's not your girlfriend. She broke up with you," Mason protested.
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"You don't own her!"
"She's my girlfriend, faggot, and you better lay off!" Kenny growled, grabbing the front of Mason's shirt and jerking him up onto his toes.
"Let go of me!" Mason demanded, shoving at Kenny.
Mason broke free and looked down to make sure his shirt hadn't been torn.
"I mean it, faggot," Kenny snarled.
"If she were your girlfriend, she wouldn't have accepted! Now would she?" Mason sneered.
"You wave your big cock around in her face any girl's gonna try and grab some," one of the other boys remarked.
"I don't wave anything!" Mason exclaimed.
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"I don't!"
Another boy shoved Mason from behind, and he stumbled into another who pushed him back again.
"Lay off!" he shouted again.
Mason punched at one of the boys as another grabbed his hair from behind and yanked it painfully, almost pulling him off his feet. He screamed and whipped his arm around, knocking the boy's hand loose, and then whirled around in fear. He could see that nobody was going to intervene. He tried to push his way the ring of boys, but another hand reached out and grabbed his long hair, yanking back so hard he almost fell.
In anger and fear, he attacked Kenny, striking at his face. They twisted together, punching at each other until someone tripped Mason, and he fell but quickly scrambled back up. Just as he did Kenny's fist lashed out and caught him under the chin.
Mason staggered back, more shocked than anything else. He'd never been punched before, except half-heartedly in the arm or something. Then a black boy came up behind him and slammed a textbook down across the top of his head. Again he staggered, crying out in pain as the other boys laughed at him. Kenny slammed his fist into Mason's chest, and he cried out again, swinging at Kenny. Then someone kicked Mason in the back of the leg behind the knee. He fell, crying out in pain as his elbows smacked into the hard pavement. Someone grabbed his hair, and he screamed as he was dragged back along the pavement, rolling onto his stomach as he clawed at the hands holding his hair hands. They let go, cursing, and he scrambled to his feet again.
Someone else came at him, a boy with spiky hair, and threw punches at him. Someone grabbed Mason's collar, yanking him back hard, and ripping his shirt halfway down the back. Mason spun into another boy, who caught him and turned him around. Then another boy helped the first as they pulled Mason's arms behind him. Kenny came up and punched Mason's face hard, rocking his head back.
Kenny drew his arm back and slammed his fist into Mason's belly, and Mason gasped and choked in pain. He kicked at his attacker, shoving him back, and twisted against the two boys holding him. One jerked his hair back hard, and the other grabbed his shirt, ripping it still further.
Someone kicked him in the balls then, and he gasped in nausea and pain, tearing free of the boys holding him only to fall to the ground. One of the boys s grabbed the front of Mason's ragged shirt and pulled it apart hard, popping the buttons popped off as it was ripped open, and the boys laughed and snickered in delight as Mason tried to pull together his torn shirt.
One of the boys grabbed the back of it and pulled it down, then another grabbed his shirt a pulled one of the sleeves off. Mason stumbled to his feet, clutching one arm against his chest, pinning the remnants of the shirt there. But then he felt hands clawing at his remaining shirt and jerked his arm back, trying to twist away. The other boys moved in on him, laughing in cruel delight, as they removed the torn shirt.
A hand jerked his hair back hard, and another fist slammed into his bare belly. He collapsed to his knees, and a kick caught him in the side, tossing him down hard. Another foot slammed into his ass, then as he rolled weakly onto his side, another hit him in the guts. One of the boys had hold of his hair, forcing his boy to stay open. One of the boys cruelly kicked Mason hard in the balls. The boys laughed at his cries, and another boy gave a callous swift kick to his balls. Mason slapped blindly at his attackers, unable to see them because his head was forced so far back.
"Grab his hands! Grab his hands!"
Two of the boys grabbed Mason's arms and pulled them down and behind his back. Kenny punched him in the mouth, and as his head rocked back again as he tasted blood. Then Kenny carefully drew his fist back and punched him in the eye, before he punched him in the stomach once, twice, three times. Each time Mason gasped in pain and sickness, his legs going rubbery and his guts twisting. After the third time, he was sure he was going to be sick. Then Kenny turned to the rest and said something, which they laughed at. Mason could not make it out. His head was roaring, and he was dazed and filled with pain.
Kenny's knee slammed up into Mason's balls, almost lifting him off his feet, then the boys let go of Mason's arms, flinging him to the pavement again. He barely caught himself before his chin would have struck the ground, gasping with pain, his mind reeling. A foot hit his side and spun him across the pavement amid the laughter and jeers. Someone grabbed the front of his pants, rapidly undoing them. He batted at them feebly, but the boy shouted in triumph and jerked back.
Mason felt his pants coming down his legs. The boy pulled hard, and Mason's legs were lifted into the air only to drop back to the pavement as the pants tore free of his feet. His tennis shoes came off, torn free by his jeans, and he lay there groaning in shame, misery, pain, and nausea trying to pull himself into a fetal position.
Another boy grabbed Mason's boxers and tore them free. They surrounded him, jeering and hooting as the now completely naked boy sobbed in terror and pain, trying to curl into a ball, but someone grabbed his thick hair and yanked hard, twisting him out of his ball and dragging him several feet across the pavement before letting it go. He was thrown sideways, gasping and moaning as he rolled, still trying to cover himself as the boys surrounded him, laughing and taunting.
"Let's see your big cock, faggot!"
"He sure likes showing it off!"
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Mason held his hands folded across his abused, swollen balls as he slowly pushed himself to his feet, but someone grabbed his hair again, jerking his head back so hard he screamed in agony, his hands shooting up and back, exposing his large cock and grotesquely swollen, low hanging balls.
"Let me help you up," he heard.
Someone grabbed at Mason's wrist and pulled. He screamed for the same person was standing on his hair. The boy pulled and pulled, and the other boys laughed and sniggered as Mason sobbed in agony. The boy let Mason drop back and stepped off his hair, but Kenny moved forward. Mason rolled slowly onto his side, sobbing and moaning. Kenny reached down and pulled Mason's long hair into a single tail, then stepped carefully on his balls, which were pressed against the pavement.
He yanked hard, and Mason shrieked in agony, his head forced up and to the side, almost lifting his body from the force Kenny was exerting on his hair. At the same time, Kenny was letting practically all of his weight squash down the soft, malleable ball sac he had his foot on, grinding the sac into the pavement as he pulled up on Mason's hair.
Someone kicked him, but he almost ignored it because of the intensity of the agony in his scalp and balls. He slapped and punched desperately at Kenny's leg. Kenny shifted off and let Mason's hair go.
Mason was dragged to his feet by two other boys, his head pulled back. Kenny spit on Mason's face, but Mason only groaned, too dazed to react. The other boys struggled to hold him up, so they let him drop. Mason folded up on the pavement, and then gasped as a foot struck his side, while another hit his back, one slammed into his thigh, and another struck his balls. He rolled this way and that as they kicked at him. They halted, and the sobbing, trembling, shaking boy slowly pushed himself up to all fours.
A foot slammed up into his belly, lifting him up and flinging him end over end. He lay spread-eagled naked on the cold pavement, eyes glazed, arms moving slowly on the ground as he whimpered helplessly.
One of the boys took a running start and slammed his foot into the hapless boy's balls. Mason gurgled in agony, thrown onto his side. He slowly reached down for his crotch, choking on the blinding pain. A foot hit his back and threw him onto his belly.
Kenny looked at Mason with furious eyes and then gazed around him. They were not far from the door, and one of the teachers was bound to notice before too long. He motioned to two of his friends, and they came close.
"You two get him dressed as much as you can and take him to the woods behind the football field."
They grinned nastily and nodded.
"That'll teach you to mess with other people's girlfriends," he said to the moaning, naked boy.
Kenny and most of the others moved off a bit towards the doors. One of the boy's picked up Mason's clothes as the two boys Kenny had talked to, a blonde boy and a black boy, hurried over and dragged the dazed boy to his feet, and half led, half carried him across the yard towards the football field. Mason had tried to pull away from them a couple of times but met with a flurry of quick jabs to the gut and ribs that halted his resistance. No doubt anyone watching would think the beating was over, and that the two boys were taking Mason home.
Kenny had other ideas. He and the rest of his friends moved off in a roundabout way towards the woods to meet up with the others. Ten minutes later, they were waiting safely out of sight when the two boys led the still dazed boy into their midst. Mason was flung down on the grass and weeds at Kenny's feet. Kenny grinned at his nemesis.
Kenny had picked up a long, thin branch, which lay on the grass under a tree. It was springy and made a hissing sound as it cut through the air. As his friends grinned and watched, Kenny moved towards Mason. He whipped the branch down against Mason's back, who cried out in pain, twisting and arching his back. Kenny whipped the boy's naked ass with the branch, and he was rewarded with a cry of pain, as a red line formed across the soft, white cheeks. The others all laughed in delight as Kenny whipped the springy branch down repeatedly, drawing squealing cries and sobs from the battered boy.
Mason squirmed and twisted as the stinging blows lashed across his back, buttocks, and thighs. He could not evade them, though. Two of the boys raced in and grabbed Mason's arms, dragging him up and onto his knees. They forced his arms up behind his head and pulled his head back by his hair. Mason struggled weakly as the boys laughed in gleeful anticipation. Kenny moved in front of Mason and gazed at the fat cock, then raised the switch and lashed it down across the stalk. Mason howled in pain, and the two boys struggled to hold him as Kenny whipped the switch down again, then again, then again across the cock. Mason screamed and sobbed before he howled like an animal, his body jerking and twisting as the switch cut across his fat cock. He finally broke loose, sobbing and shaking as he lay on the ground, arms clutched over his aching cock. A foot slammed into his back, throwing him down flat on the dirt, and he saw stars.
"Who wants this piece of this faggot?" Kenny demanded, looking at the guys.
Every one of them had a bulging erection by now, and they looked at each other. Jase stepped forward. He unzipped his pants, pulling his cock out as he dropped to his knees between the moaning boy's legs. He gripped the boy's thighs, forcing them further apart, and then pressed his cock against Mason's virgin asshole. Jase drove forward hard and eagerly, as Mason sobbed and moaned. He tried to crawl away, and Kenny gave him a hard kick to his face. One of the boys stepped on Mason's hair again as Jase leaned into him, putting more and more weight behind his prick as it was jammed down into his tight asshole. Jase screamed suddenly and shuddered, and he groaned and looked up.
"He was a fucking cherry!" he laughed.
"That fuckin' faggot wasn't no cherry!"
"Just a cock tease!"
"Fucking faggot!"
Jace forced his cock deeper, growling in lust as he grabbed at Mason's wounded ball sac and squeezed hard. Mason's asshole was tight and dry, but Jase repeatedly spit onto his hand and rubbed it over his cock as he pummeled in and out.
"This bitch is tight," he gasped.
"Fuck him, Jase!" one of the guys shouted.
"Fuck the faggot, man!" another laughed.
"Give it to him!" a third cried.
The boys watched silently, partly excited, partly in horrified fascination, as people get at a gruesome car wreck. The abuse and humiliation aroused them. There was something raw and carnal, something animalistic about the crude rape they were watching. They watched as Jase drove his cock into the balls and ground himself against Mason, and then he started pumping again. He ran his hands over the beaten body, stroking it as he grunted with effort. He fucked hard and fast, his hips slamming down against Mason's soft butt, making Mason gasp and moan with each deep stroke. He sobbed miserably as the harsh fucking continued, as Jase's cock cleaved Mason's ass lips and pumped furiously into his tight, virginal hole, Jase's hips battered his naked buttocks.
Jase thrust deep and groaned as his sperm jetted out, flooding down into Mason's bowels. He groaned in relief, feeling his cock spurt, feeling the wads of jism spit into him. Then he slowly eased back, pulling his cock out and stood up.
Mason lay on laid on his stomach, gasping and whimpering as another guy moved forward. He dropped to his knees and thrust into Mason, who groaned in misery as he was raped again. The second guy didn't fuck him as hard or fast, and came sooner, dropping his load and pulling back. A third guy approached, and Mason whimpered and turned onto his side, trying to curl into the fetal position. The guy put a foot on his stomach and shoved, so he was rolled onto his back, then got down on his knees and seized Mason's legs, jerking them upwards and drove his cock into him. He held Mason's calves as he pumped him, slapping his ass occasionally just to make him whine louder. When he was done, he pulled away, dripping Mason's legs. Mason laid there, hands above his head, knees raised and legs apart, staring at the trees overhead.
Kenny moved in, kicking Mason over to his stomach. Kenny dropped to his knees, grabbed Mason's hips and lifted him up to his knees, ass in the air, spit on his cock, and pressed it against the swollen and bleeding asshole. Mason moaned anew, squirming and grabbing at weeds as the group snickered and watched. Kenny forced his cock down into the asshole, drawing a wail of misery and animal pain from the tormented, young boy.
Mason squirmed with new life, but Kenny held him easily as he thrust deep and buried his steely pole in his guts. Mason punched his fists at the ground, his eyes filled with tears as Kenny sodomized him, his cock twisting and tearing around inside him as the guy clawed and slapped at his ass. He used hard, deep strokes, his hips making Mason's red ass cheeks jiggle. Kenny spread Mason's legs wide and slammed his meat down with cruel force, impaling him again and again. Then he came, pumping his jism up into the whining, moaning boy's asshole. He let Mason's ass milk his cock, then sighed and pulled back, getting to his feet, and Mason slid all the way down onto his stomach.
"Try this," one of the boys said.
The kid handed over a thick chunk of wood, a small branch that been trimmed off a nearby tree, to Kenny. It was far more of a club than a switch, still covered in rough bark that was loose and rotting, and coming off in the kid's hand.
Mason lay stretched out on his belly on the grass and dirt, sobbing and moaning. Kenny approached with the club. Mason saw him through his tears and whimpered. He tried to pull himself forward across the ground as Kenny came up behind him. One of the boys stepped on his back, grinding Mason into the ground. Kenny, instead of bringing the side of the club down against the bruised and battered boy, stepped between the boy's legs, shoved one leg apart and pressed his foot against it, then pressed the end of the branch against the boy's rectal opening.
There were hoots and guffaws as the other boys looked on in delight at such outrageous behavior. Mason only moaned, then gasped and squirmed as Kenny forced the rough branch into his asshole. Mason cried out at the sharp pain, writhing on the ground, but Kenny kept the pressure on the club, which was wider than most cocks anyone would normally see, and forced it deeper and deeper into the boy's guts.
"You love showing your ass off to other people's girlfriends, faggot!" Kenny bellowed. "See how well you like getting a woody up the ass!"
He jammed it deep, and Mason shuddered and gurgled in pain. The thick wood twisted inside him, and he sobbed and cried out, his guts exploding in pain as Kenny twisted and ground his ass to the demands of the wood.
The other boy stepped off his back, and Kenny found he could control Mason's movements, making him squirm forward by jamming the branch down hard, making him shift right or left by pushing the branch in that direction, even make him grind his ass up by lowering his end and putting pressure to raise the other end up. Everyone seemed to think this was very amusing, and Kenny taunted and played with the helpless boy for long seconds before he pulled the branch back. He started fucking Mason with it then, grinding the rough thing up and down in his ass tunnel as Mason sobbed and moaned. He let go of the club, a foot of it still clamped tight in the boy's asshole. He put his foot against Mason's side and rolled him onto his back, then stood over him.
"This is just a taste of what you'll get if you go near my girlfriend again," he snarled. "You remember this the next time you start getting hot pants for someone else's girlfriend."
One of the kids, his head shaved bald, moved up beside Mason, his cock sticking out of his zipper. Kenny turned and glared, annoyed at the distraction. The kid had a wide grin as he pointed his cock at Mason, and Kenny snorted in amusement as a yellow stream blasted out the tip. It splashed across Mason's chest, then his face, and he moaned as he weakly raised a hand to block it. The guy pissed over his head and hair, and then let the stream move along his body, over his chest, and belly and in between his legs.
"Just remember this, faggot," Kenny said.
He and his friends moved off, leaving the beaten, battered, piss-covered teenager lying on his back in the weeds and dirt, moaning and weeping in pain and misery.


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U.S. Rule based presidential competitor Hillary Clinton blamed China on Saturday for taking business privileged insights and "enormous measures of government data," and of attempting to "hack into everything that doesn't move in America." But however, China has denied reports of hacking into the PCs of the U.S. Office of Personnel Management.
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Ms. Clinton's language on China gave off an impression of being far more grounded than that typically used language by President Barack Obama's Democratic organization. Talking at a crusade occasion in New Hampshire, Ms. Clinton said she needed to see China's tranquil ascent.
"Yet, we likewise must be completely cautious, China's military is becoming rapidly, they're setting up army bases that again undermine nations we have bargains with, similar to the Philippines on the grounds that they are expanding on challenged property," said Ms. Clinton, who was secretary of state from 2009 to 2013. "They're additionally attempting to hack into everything that doesn't move in America.
Gotten some information about the comments, a White House authority declined to remark. In the latest case including suspicions of Chinese hacking, Obama organization authorities have said China is the top associate in the monstrous hacking with a U.S. government office that traded off the staff records of no less than 4.2 million present and previous government specialists.
Ms. Clinton additionally tended to the present talks over Iran's atomic program and had solid words for Tehran. She said that regardless of the possibility that an arrangement is come to with Iran, Tehran's "forcefulness won't end" and it will remain a primary state backer of terrorism. Ms. Clinton said she trusted that "an in number undeniable arrangement" would be come to at talks in Vienna between world forces and Iran.
In any case, she included that even with an assertion, "They will keep on being the main state backer of terrorism. They will keep on destabilizing governments in the locale and past. Furthermore, they will keep on being an existential danger to Israel."
The United States, other world forces and Iran have set a July 7 due date to achieve an arrangement to check Tehran's atomic program in return for a lifting of authorizations that have injured Iran's economy. At the crusade occasion, Ms. Clinton additionally said the United States must be "much more quick witted" about how it manages Russian President Vladimir Putin's regional desire.
She said Putin's moves to grow Russia's limits, for example, the addition of Crimea a year ago, represented a test for the United States however she touted her experience as America's superior negotiator. She noticed that in view of NATO individuals' consent to secure associated individuals, had Ukraine been an individual from NATO when Crimea was attached, "that would have made us need to react."


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In poker, a player can gain an advantage if she can detect tells, subtle behaviors from other players that communicate the strength (or weakness) of their hands. Tells are not always reliable (e.g., clumsiness could be misinterpreted as anxiety about a bad hand) so veteran players use them cautiously.
In fact, it is hard to find a behavior that, on its own, predicts what someone is thinking. It is almost always a collection of behaviors, persistent across time and situations, that suggest a psychological state. Wouldn't you be more convinced that someone loved you if they expressed this emotion in 100 ways instead of one? Individual behaviors are rarely good tells.
Yet neuroscience commentators often claim to write about neural tells: individual neural measurements that are highly reliable indicators of psychological variables like love (e.g., the oxytocin myth). But neural tells are Procrustean beds because, as I explain below, they ought to be significantly less reliable than behavioral tells.
Levels of Analysis
Psychological variables, like love, cannot be measured directly (after all, what is love?). Scientists simply search for tells, measurable variables that ought to correlate with the psychological variable. For example, the number of poems a couple write each other can be a tell of the strength of their love. But the correlation between the psychological variable and the tell weakens when these two variables exist in different levels of analysis.
For instance, brain activity can be measured at multiple levels of analysis. At an electro-physiological level, scientists can measure voltage changes that follow neural activity. At a hemodynamic level, scientists can measure oxygen level changes in the blood around active neurons. In this example, brain activity is examined at one of two levels of analysis.
Mixed Levels…
A scientist can mix levels of analysis. She can hypothesize about electrophysiology but measure hemodynamic activity as a tell. For example, she can use functional magnetic resonance imaging (fMRI) to measure oxygen concentration changes in the brain's blood, but hypothesize that these changes reflect fluctuations in the brain's electrical activity.
Luckily for her, electrical and hemodynamic activity are highly correlated (Logothetis & Wandell, 2004): the presence of one very often indicates the presence of the other. In turn, hemodynamic activity is a great tell for neural activity. Unfortunately, this is not the case in most situations that involve hypotheses and variables that mix levels of analysis.
…Make Tells Less Reliable
Variables often lack one-to-one relationships across levels of analysis. For example, love (psychological level) cannot be mapped to a single action (behavioral level). No behavior by a person indicates, always and exclusively, that she feels in love. Using this logic, neuroscience commentators should not expect to find highly reliable neural tells.
Most likely, it is a collection of neural measurements that should predict behavior and psychological variables. A variable in a higher level of analysis is almost always comprised of multiple variables in a lower level of analysis. So even a single emotion like love ought to have a complicated neural basis that is constituted by more than one neural measurement.
- Neuroscience commentators claim to write about neural tells, individual neural measurements that are highly reliable indicators of psychological variables
- But variable relationships across levels of analysis (behavioral to psychological, neural to psychological) are not one-to-one, making neural tells unlikely to exist
- More often than not, it should be a collection of neural measurements that, together, predict psychological variables


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The Australian Wine Industry – Part III: Production
By: Richard Woodard – To coincide with the London International Wine Fair, this month's management briefing is for all you wine companies out there, particularly those with Australian leanings. Richard Woodard offers an in-depth look at Australia's wine industry in this four-part briefing for May 2011. In part three, Woodard turns his attention to the thorny subject of production.
For years, Australia went a bit crazy with the planting of new vineyards, encouraged by tax breaks and cushioned by continuous double-digit gains in export sales. The result, once the boom slackened, was a dire oversupply situation only partially resolved by a number of small harvests brought about by vintage conditions and unpicked grapes.
The big question throughout the 5-7 years of the glut was simple: how long will it last? After another small-ish and weather-hit harvest in 2011, answering that question is still extremely problematic.
De Bortoli's Mark Wilson believes the rain-hit 2011 vintage has "gone a long way" to addressing the problem, but a spokesperson for Pernod Ricard's Orlando Wines is less convinced. "We are some years off [balance between supply and demand]," he says, "although this vintage should assist in bringing this closer to a reality."
Justin Knock, wine buying manager at Treasury Wine Estates, adds a little extra detail. "This year is likely to see a slight softening of both supply and demand – a situation balanced on one hand by the likely reduction in wine available out of the rain-affected 2011 vintage, and on the other by the headwinds of an extremely strong Australian dollar versus currencies in major export markets," he believes.
"An overall position of balance is difficult to predict, but certainly the situation is currently better now than at this time last year, and will likely be better again this time next year, as reduced 2011 vintage inventories begin to take hold."
Thus market conditions – and the strength of the Australian dollar in particular – are not helping matters at the moment. But what about the plan, unveiled in 2009, to rip out about 20,000 hectares of Australian vineyards? Surely this would resolve much of the oversupply problem at a stroke?
The programme has seen slow progress to date. Roughly one-third of that 20,000ha figure has so far been removed, reflecting the innate determination of many growers to ride out the current storm until the good times return.
Wilson characterises the situation as "chicken and egg", saying: "Government subsidies (as in the EU) help and these are not on the table; eventual economies will result in the inevitable." In other words, growers will rip out vineyards only when they have no other option.
Knock believes growers should continue to be left to make the final decision, but admits: "These actions are often coloured by emotional sentiments, and decisions to delay removal of unprofitable vines can take years to complete, particularly where the vineyard owner does not rely on the vineyard as a source of principal income.
"Growers are by nature resilient, resourceful and determined to take a long-term view and, furthermore, a ripped out vineyard is not easily phased back into production if and when market conditions improve."
The long-term answer, he believes, is a more diverse and complex supply base, linked to the discovery and creation of new markets while adjusting supply – not just the blunt measure of grubbing up vines.
The prevalent industry view appears to be that warmer, inland areas have so far borne the brunt of vineyard removals, reflecting not just industry conditions but pressure on water resources after years of drought.
However, Wine Australia figures suggest a different truth, with CEO Andrew Cheesman claiming a net reduction of 3,558ha in warm inland areas such as Riverland, Riverina and Murray Darling-Swan Hill, and an only slightly lower net reduction of 3,200ha in cool and temperate regions.
Nor is he quite so sure that the future lies entirely with premium, cooler-climate areas, pointing to "exciting" trials in areas like Riverland with drought-tolerant grape varieties such as Vermentino.
Indeed, Knock hints at potential problems here. "Demand for volume-driven commercial wines continues to be firm in some key markets, and this in turn drives demand for grapes from warm, irrigated regions," he says.
"Growers in some warm climate regions are getting close to breaking point in terms of profitability, and a likely increase in industry exits over the coming 12 to 18 months suggests that the supply-demand balance for warm climate grapes will adjust quite quickly."
Cool-climate wines might tend to win "intellectual favour", he argues, but it's harder for them to meet demand for volume and lower price points; and, cool-climate growers tend to have alternative sources of income, making them more likely to try to ride out the glut.
He concludes: "These two factors suggest that the supply/demand balance for cool-climate regions will take longer to be resolved. Efforts by cool-climate producers to win consumers and critics to their styles or meet the demands of these groups has the potential to improve this balance more quickly than waiting for vines to be removed."
The result of all these issues is continued and, in many cases, increased pressure on grape growers, plus simmering resentment at what they see as cripplingly low prices and poor treatment by big purchasers – in other words, big brand owners and BOB suppliers.
"We are now close to the bottom of the cycle, where the situation is as bad as can realistically be imagined," argues Knock. "The reduced 2011 vintage will be the last act for many growers, but will be the making of those that survive."
Meanwhile, Wine Australia CEO Cheesman sounds a diplomatic note. "Nothing will be achieved by any blame games – we need to work together to develop a production base aligned to market needs and opportunities, and sustainable returns. The worst result is to do nothing and expect things to change – Wine Australia will try and assist this dialogue within the wine community."
And Knock concludes on an optimistic note. "The bright side is that a decade-long drought has broken across the vast majority of the country, and vineyards are in as good a health as they have been this century.
"The large vineyard plantings of the '90s are now reaching maturity and I would expect to see a big step-up in quality from Australia this decade. It is just a question of whether the rest of the world can afford to support it."


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