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March 10, 2013
Examining Far Cry 3's Difficulty
This night is filled with cold silence and the jungle is shrouded with a wet, humid, muggy coat of chill that drapes off of the very leaves that your blood still drips from. The dead body behind you is beginning to stink; a testament to his combined military training and lack of personal hygiene. He carried a shotgun; short and stocky, but deadly at close range. Needless to say, he would have been your strongest adversary on this mission.
What is your mission? Aside from surviving this hellhole that you crash-landed in, you need to attain a strange looking flower with a red hue. The ingredient inside its leaf produces an enzyme that could be better used for a steroid-like solution that you could administer to yourself. That'll come in very handy the next time you face a leopard that refuses to give up, even after the entire magazine of ammo that you've emptied into its face.
The encampment that you're in is infamous around Bangkok for its movement of this flower. They probably use its nectar to get high, because the same nectar can be used as a euphoric agent; a bit like morphine, but not quite.
The Big Picture
Far Cry 3 defines what it means to be stranded on an island with nothing but your balls and a fist full of glory. From the very beginning, we understand that the game's main character, Jason Brody, has become the victim of a sadistic pirate lord named Vaas. Like many of the corpses you saw on the way to Vaas, the people of this island have become nothing but spineless victims. Vaas slaughters them one by one, merely for his enjoyment.
We don't feel like Super Mario bouncing on Goombas for the simplicity of reach a level. Instead, the player is forced to continuously prioritize their movements. Where can I go? Will I be safe there? How much ammo do I have? The island feels like a living breathing beast that constantly forces you to act on your basic instincts.
Be not mistaken by the difficulty, because Far Cry 3's visuals are stunning. I often times think to myself that the character animations for Jason are astounding. Not just astounding, but in most ways they feel unnecessarily brutal. For example, when Jason has endured too many bullets, he takes a knife and digs into the bullet wound, levering the metal out. Never mind that he's in the middle of a gunfight; the character is rooted in such physical brutality that the world really feels like a challenge of survival. In many ways, this is the point of Far Cry 3.
On the Difficulty
Because modding is illegal on the consoles, I take much of my observation of the game from the PC. Most modders provide booster support and God mode cheats for those of us who just want to experience the ease of traversing terrain without a gunfight. For Far Cry, the gamers understand that in order to enhance the original goal of the game (which is survival) enhanced elements would mean a much more believable experience.
Some of these mods extend the learning times of knife learning from just 30 minutes to 45 hours! Could you imagine spending 45 hours of in-game time simply throwing the same knife at a target block? Of course this mod is optional, so we cannot rule out the entire game being privy to it. However, we can take Far Cry 3's goal orientation to the player in consideration for a high rating.
To attain higher magazine counts for your weapons, you must kill a certain amount of hogs to have leather to make it. To extend the available number of weapons in your arsenal for Jason to use, you must slay enough leopard so that their skins can produce the right holster pouches. The list goes on.
Far Cry 3 redefines what we feel towards games in terms of complication.
Have you taken a trip to Bangkok to meet the sadistic Vaas yet? Have you traverse the mountainsides and swam along its channels with the sharks? Better get on it folks; you have no idea what you're missing.
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Blue Sky Pocketbook Scarf
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- Fancy Fur
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Scarf section 5 inches x 45 inches [12.5 x 114.5 cm] "Pocketbooks" at each end 6 inches x 7 inches [15 x 18 cm]
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Sc in 2nd ch from hook and in each ch across, turn - 13 sts.
Rows 2-4 Ch 1, sc in each sc across, turn.
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Row 7 Ch 1, sc in first 2 sc, sc in 9 chs, sc in last 2 sc, turn.
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Row 20 (fold line) Ch 1, sc in first sc, sc through front loop only in next 11 sc, sc both loops in last sc, turn.
Rows 21-38 Repeat Row 2 for 18 times, turn.
Row 39 (RS) Fold Pocketbook in half at fold line with WS tog.
Ch 1, matching sts, sc through both thicknesses 13 times, turn.
Row 1 Ch 1, sc in first sc, [ch 1, skip next sc, sc in next sc] 6 times, turn.
Row 2 Ch 1, skip first sc, [sc in next ch-1 space, ch 1] across, sc in last sc, turn.
Repeat Row 2 until Scarf section is 45" [114.5 cm] long, slightly stretched, ending with a RS row.
Next Row (WS) Ch 1, sc in first sc, [sc in next ch-1 space, sc in next sc] across, turn - 13 sts.
Row 1 (RS) Ch 1, sc in each sc across, turn.
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Row 39 (RS) Fold Pocketbook in half at fold line with WS tog (check that the slit openings of both Pocketbooks face the same side) match sc of last row with sc stems of Row 1, and slip st tog: [insert hook in sc of last row, insert hook around front post (stem) of Row 1, slip st tog] 13 times across.
Fasten off.
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Rotate and close side of Pocketbook: skip first row end, [ch 1, sc in next row end through both thicknesses, skip 1 row end] across to Scarf section.
Change to larger hook.
[Sc in next row end, ch 1, skip next row end] across to other Pocketbook.
Change to smaller hook, [sc in next row edge through both thicknesses, ch 1, skip next row edge] to bottom, 3 sc in bottom corner.
Repeat from *, slip st in beg sc.
Fasten off.
Weave in ends.
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Slum Village has always been known and respected for quality, feel-good music. Slum Village is no exception. T3 and Elzhi come pretty strong on this one. Track 2 is innovative. The percussion is frenzied; the vocals are calm. The result is one of those rare tracks that you can get hype to or chill-out with.
And the relentless repping of Detroit, MI is there too. "Can I Be Me" is a mellow track which invites the listener deep into the world of Slum Village, a vivid reality of struggle and hope. Elzhi poetically invokes God's help to walk righteously, which is admirable because he comes off so genuine. "Call Me" features fellow Detroit native Dwele over a sped up Isley Brothers sample, and (as you'd expect) is a ballad/conversation with the lovely ladies in their lives. In vintage Slum Village style, the duo tackles the pain and frustration that relationships bring, all while celebrating the miracle of real love.
But it's not all soft. Slum Village constantly thanks their true fans, and cautions haters who thought that they were finished when rapper-producer Jay Dee a.k.a. J. Dilla left after the group's first national album, 2000's Fantastic, Vol. 2. (Elzhi was added to the mix shortly after. They also shun newcomers who jumped on the bandwagon after their success on Detroit Deli. They're obviously most interested in showing their fans that they're still here, still keeping it real.
According to T3, "The reason why we went back and self-titled this album is because we kinda went back to the old essence with what slum was with the old elements. Even though its just me and El on this one, a lot of stuff we went back to how we first started... a lot of the old school jams and topics. On this album we touch on what really happened thoughout the course of time with Slum Village, and what happened with the Jay Dee situation and how that came about, plus it's a lot more stylish."
Stylish, indeed. Both T3 and Elzhi are more lyrical on this album, although its El who really emerges as a beast. He's got a confident, almost quiet flow that sneaks up on you. It's deceptive because he spits like a dude much older than he really is. "Def Do Us" is a track about loyalty and friendship, a track about growing up boys and kicking it with that one dude who had your back no matter what. T3 also drops the 411 on the real situation with all the drama surrounding the personnel changes with the group since the 90s. "Hell Naw!" is another reality-based tale about messing with women and dealing with the consequences.
One thing is clear: they are not about hype. No rhymes about cars, clothes, record sales, or hoes. No silly hooks or radio formatted R&B duets. Just good music, plain and simple-start to finish.


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May 24, 2016
Associated Press Release
ATLANTA (AP) -- U.S. health officials say middle-aged women are the fastest-growing group of people dying from drug overdoses.
For many decades, the overwhelming majority of U.S. overdose deaths were men killed by heroin or cocaine. But by 2010, 40 percent were women -- most of them middle-aged women who took prescription painkillers.
Skyrocketing overdose death rates among females are closely tied to a boom in use of prescribed painkillers. The new report is the government's first to spotlight how the death trend has been more dramatic among women.
The Centers for Disease Control and Prevention found that the number and rate of female prescription drug overdose deaths increased by around 400 percent from 1999 to 2010. For men, the increases were around 250 percent.
CDC report: http://www.cdc.gov/vitalsigns
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Here's a fun fact that you might not realize -- there's a new Jason Statham movie coming to theaters and VOD next week. You might not know that because there doesn't seem to be any marketing campaign at all behind it. Anyway, once titled "Hummingbird" it has been given the far blander name "Redemption" stateside (something that only guarantee to make it sound even more generic than it actually is), but the main selling point around this one is that it's the movie where Jason Statham Actually Acts (but yes, he does punch things too). And to thank for that? David Fincher it seems.
"Eastern Promises" writer Steven Knight, who is making his directorial debut on the film, recently chatted with The Independent, and revealed that Fincher originally tossed out the idea for Statham to lead this movie. "I've always admired his work and thought he's got a great physical presence, but the ultimate clincher was David Fincher," Knight told the paper. "When I decided to direct, I spoke to a lot of directors I'd worked with for advice and David Fincher no less said the only person he would cast in this role would be Jason Statham. I thought, 'He knows what he's talking about.' "
Well, we'll see soon enough if the gambit worked, but certainly Statham is stretching his wings a bit, playing a homeless veteran and former soldier and ex-Special Forces dude who is drawn back into action after his friend/street kid is murdered or something. But then the plot seems take on sex or human trafficking (or both) in what is certainly a bit more higher stakes for Statham than robbing a bank or transporting things. Mostly, we're just fascinated that Fincher read the script and thought: "Statham would be perfect for this!" But maybe he's secretly a "Crank" fan.
Anyway, Statham acts in limited release on June 28th or on a digital service of your choice. Here's the trailer in case you missed it the first time around.


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January 25, 2012
Nagging, the Marriage Killer
So, I started reading the article, and the first example it gave was of a wife nagging her husband. Yes, it is true that wives nag more than husbands (read the article here). But I had to laugh again because I probably nag my wife more than she nags me. I think we are in the minority on that one, but the article did get me thinking - what if all of my nagging is really putting a serious drain on our relationship?
I apparently have reason to be concerned. Researchers are now referring to nagging as a "toxic" way of communicating that can cause serious relationship problems. As I reflect on this, I do realize that when I nag my wife about leaving clutter on the kitchen counter, or leaving dresser drawers open, or the various other things that annoy me, she does tend to shut down and feel as if I am focusing too much on things that don't matter.
Again, we are probably in the minority. According to the article (and most of the stories I have heard from friends and family), it is often husbands who feel as though they are being talked down to and harassed about stuff that does not matter.
And while I certainly do more nagging, the one area in which my wife has me beat is with, you guessed it, our son. Something tells me this may be fairly common, as moms tend to be more focused (on average) on the day-to-day care of kids.
She asks me to do this or that for our two-year-old, and if I don't jump out of my seat immediately, she thinks I don't care or am ignoring her. My defense is typically something like, "Does it really matter if I refill his juice cup right now or in 30 seconds during the commercial break in Jeopardy?" After all, I have to continue proving to myself how smart I am by answering as many Double Jeopardy clues as possible (with two witnesses in the room no less!).
The bottom line is that we both have to stop nagging each other because our marriage is too important (to our son especially) to be derailed by a stray paper towel or open sock drawer.
Tell us about the nagging that happens in your marriage. Who nags more, wife or husband? What do each of you nag about? Chores? Kids? And given the above, how do you plan on reducing the amount of nagging taking place? Let us know.


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I am smart, dammit, I am so smart! said Mr. Coombs to himself while enjoying the sight of the couple having sex on the spying cam. He zoomed in.
Hmm, she's good
She is strong, she is very strong, he thought as he watched the sturdy redhead fuck back the big guy that pumped her with all his might.
Mr. Coombs weighted the woman's legs: they were extremely well muscled and she also had good stamina since she was pumping back madly, in rhythm with the heavy man, letting guttural moans. In his opinion, the legs and the butts won a fight and Tasha was endowed with hard legs and butts
And she's also an opportunist, thought Mr. Coombs. Strength and a good, hard layer of deep instinct, a layer not shaped by our nowadays civilization and rules this makes a woman win a clash. The instinct of an animal of prey that's what brings a woman the victory
I suppose than in less than two weeks, rejoiced Mr. Coombs, Tasha and Milla will get at it
They will get at it fully, if I may put it so, since I nicely fuelled them both.
However, he was still not able to make any bets on which the winner will be. Redhead Tasha, the one who was fucking right now under his eyes, was strong but so was Milla and she also fucked the daylights off her big companion
Mr. Coombs took a deep breath. Perhaps he should look again at one of the movies in which Milla fucked in her own cabin
Perhaps he could compare them better now. Oh, fuck! No matter who wins thanks God they will fight, he said to himself, but he still enjoyed making the prospects about the victress
Minutes later, big Tasha came loudly, shaking the man that impaled her deeply, in prolonged outbursts. Mr. Coombs froze in front of the spying cam: the redhead was bridging and, as always, she managed to raise the heavy man from the bed. Gosh, she is so strong, he thought, but then he remembered Milla, the brunette. She had a different fucking pattern: she liked to ride her partner and she did it so powerfully that she always succeeded in taming the male beneath her. In the last two or three minutes of Milla's wild intercourse, she was the one fucking while her man, Manolo, could only lay on his back, receiving the female's powerful and rhythmical groin pounding.
Remembering this, Mr. Coombs began to breathe faster. After a while, he swallowed his spittle.
He gathered himself after a minute. He then wrote something on a piece of paper which he Xeroxed in eight copies. Then, he gave a last look at the couple (they were catching their breath on the bed), he turned off the camera and he called for one of his employees.
"You have a list here," he said. "Give each of these clients this message, will you?"
"Of course, Mr. Coombs," smiled the employee, taking the eight white envelopes. He bowed and he left the cabin.
Mr. Coombs sipped from his glass of cognac. Tasha and Milla will fight, he said to himself, almost trembling in expectancy.
I am smart, damn it, I am so smart! It took me five months of hard manipulation but I made them hate each other so much, fro chrissakes! Will redhead Tasha crush Milla's bones or will brunette Milla suffocate Tasha? he wondered, imagining the two big, strong females, moaning loudly, engaged in a mutual hug.
Who knows, who knows
In a way, it was a piece of cake, he thought. It was a piece of cake to make two women hate each other so much so as to plan and seek to kill each other, as the rumors already ran across the crew of the PALOMA DE ORO. Brunette Milla boasted that she would crush Tasha's throat in her embrace, while the Polish redhead bragged that she would break the Armenian's bones one by one
Mr. Coombs had done a fine job. On the other hand, he admitted to himself that he had been lucky. The vast majority of his crew come from poor countries. They were not well educated and how could they be, if they accepted to work 16 hours a day, 7 days a week, for months in a row, in exchange for a salary of only 200 bucks a week? All his employees were money thirsty and Mr. Coombs did mould them easily, especially because he knew how to talk to them.
For instance, two hours ago, Tasha and Milla had a bad, a very bad argument on the second deck of the ship and some of the employees had to part them before some of the clients would have noticed what was going on. Mr. Coombs was the chief of personnel of a luxury cruiser and his main task was to keep the ugly things away from his respected clients. He always succeeded in pleasing his clients, especially if some of them paid a lot to see big women like Tasha and Milla get at it.
Anyway, after the two chamber maids had their argument, Mr. Coombs called them both in his office, on the upper deck. He had called stout Tasha first, along with her fuckster, Victor.
Tasha was still breathing heavily when Mr. Coombs showed her the chair in front of his desk. I hope he won't cut off another ten percent out of my salary, she said to herself. Victor patted her shoulder. She kept looking at the floor, sensing that Mr. Coombs eyed her from head to toe and it's only then that she realized that her black skirt was fully ripped in the front, up to the waist band, revealing her extremely muscular thighs. She blushed and she tried to cover her legs but she couldn't: the skirt was constantly falling off her thighs.
"I think that I told you not to mess anymore with that woman," began Mr. Coombs, almost whispering. He looks like grandpa, thought Tasha as he went on: "I talked to you, Victor, and you insured me that it won't happen again."
Victor fidgeted on his chair.
"You are right, sir," he answered after awhile.
Mr. Coombs grumbled something. Then, he lit a cigar. Of course it was a Cuban cigar; it was a present from Manolo, Milla's fuckster, but none of the crew knew this.
"You perhaps think that if you are big, you can cope with that woman, Tasha."
Tasha blushed in fury this time.
"I can, sir. Believe me that I can beat that whore!"
Mr. Coombs raised a hand.
"Allow me to know better, Tasha! Milla is a dangerous person."
"Sir," interfered Victor, "Milla has gone way too far
Well, I have talked to Tasha about it and she says that she can take care of herself. If only you
Mr. Coombs shook head. He did most serious efforts to cover his growing excitement: he enjoyed the presence of big women, especially when they were furious and Polish Tasha was a big, furious woman
She was a 39 yo natural redhead, 5'11" tall and 175 lbs. Thick, muscular legs, a massive tight ass, broad shoulders, a strong back and big breasts that was what Tasha was about. Short haired, she had green eyes that always threw a metallic glare; this, added to her straight lips and rectangular chin made her look extremely determined.
Mr. Coombs could only hope that Tasha's rage will build up more and more, in order for her to go after Milla, the stout Armenian, once and for all.
"Some people told me," he began, "that Milla brags that she'd tear you to pieces, damn it!" He puffed heavily, as if he had great concerns about Tasha's faith. "Milla told some of her friends that she'd tear you to pieces, Tasha, and that she'd feed the sharks with your flesh
What the heck is going on between you two?"
Tasha shrugged. She didn't remember how it had all started. She only knew that she hated that bloody brunette from the bottom of her heart
The big Armenian bitch
Of course that Tasha has heard for herself of Milla's constant bragging in fact, they had four or five serious scandals up to now but somebody always parted them before Mr. Coombs invited them to his office. Ten percent of the monthly wage that was the average cost of a scandal with bloody Milla, remembered the stout redhead.
Fuck her! Tasha was pissed off by that bloody Armenian whore. Milla was big too, but Tasha was not afraid of her. Besides, she hated her deeply. She would teach that bitch a good lesson, damn it! She would
"I would break her bones, Mr. Coombs, if you allow me!" she suddenly said, eyes throwing cold flares. "Just allow me to beat her and I tell you that you'll never hear from her anymore! I'll make her shit all over, in front of her friends before I'll crush her bones, Mr. Coombs! I'll
She gulped: Mr. Coombs had blushed and she thought that she made him angry.
"Forgive me, Mr. Coombs!" she said then, when seeing him tremble. "I shouldn't have said that."
"Tasha!" he raised his voice. "Milla is big and mean. I don't want you or Victor to come afterwards and tell me that I didn't warn you about her. On the other hand, my only responsibility is to be careful at our clients' wishes
You know what the policy of our company is and you know damned well that the Police in the Caribbean never ask too many questions about a
crippled or dead foreign worker. But, dammit, I like you two, guys, and I don't want you to run into serious problems, Tasha
The big redhead cleared her voice. Mr. Coombs had always been kind to her. In a way, she had been lucky. When she had left her native Poland one year ago, everybody had told her about the hell that was working aboard the Western luxury cruisers. You will be alone on that floating coffin, you will have to work too much, and your boss will take advantage of you, et caetera, et caetera.
She wasn't alone, she worked on a luxury cruiser and her boss didn't take any advantage off her. She looked at Victor. He was a good man. He fucked her more often than her husband at home, although he worked very hard. She sometimes thought that she would get a divorce after disembarking the PALOMA DE ORO and that she would marry Victor
She couldn't
Her son, Zbigniew, was only 9 years old. Besides, her husband was not such a bad man he perhaps drank too many vodkas, but he was not at all a bad man. He and Zbig were waiting for her to get back home with enough money that would enable them to have a better life in Poland. She would go back to the factory where she used to work and she would tell the other women how it had been aboard the PALOMA DE ORO. Perhaps she would also tell them how she had beaten that lousy Armenian bitch.
but, most of all, I am afraid that this Milla would do you, Tasha!" she suddenly heard Mr. Coombs say. "Believe me, I simply don't want you to get hurt." he said softly.
"I won't get hurt, sir," she answered. "I wanted only
I want to make sure that you won't get mad if I'll do that bitch!"
Mr. Coombs looked at the two guys as if relieved. He took a deep drag on his cigar.
"Are you confident in her, Victor?" he asked. The man nodded. "OK
Suit yourself, then. I just wanted to make sure that you
won't run head first, into most serious problems, Tasha!"
Victor pursed his lips and he said: "I'm glad that you're not mad at us, sir."
"I don't think I can hold Tasha anymore, Manolo! I tried to reason her, but she told me that your Milla had started it all over again. Tasha was mad, believe me and she said that she'll have her own way whatever it takes. I want to tell you that I cannot keep an eye on her 24 hours a day
I mean that I simply won't be able to take care of you all day long, Milla."
Milla felt Mr. Coombs' soft eyes look upon her in sympathy. He was a good boss and what she wanted the least was to make him angry. But, hell! She couldn't stand anymore that bloody Polish scumbag! Tasha bragged that she would break her bones to anyone listening, fuck her! Tasha had even boasted that she would make Milla shit in front of Manolo and that was
"Tasha threatened you even here, in my own office!" added Mr. Coombs in a concerned tone. "She was damned serious."
He kept looking at Milla and, by the way she blushed, he knew that his words got home. He began to leaf through the papers on his desk but he saw her grin with the corner of his eyes.
I gotcha', bitch! he said to himself.
"I am not afraid of Tasha, Mr. Coombs," suddenly said Milla. "If our colleagues wouldn't have stopped us, I would have wiped the floor with her."
"Tasha is a big
bitch," noticed Mr. Coombs.
Milla opened her eyes wide. She looked at the lithe, grey haired man in front of her. He had always been kind to her and to Manolo. He was always talking in a quiet tone.
She smiled.
"She's not much bigger than me, Mr. Coombs."
Mr. Coombs nodded, thoughtfully, weighting big Milla. She was a 29 years old brunette from Baku, Armenia. She was 5'11" and she weighted 167 lbs. Her strong legs were enwrapped in hard muscles and her voluminous ass could barely be held in the black skirt of her maid uniform. Her tense tits were medium sized and she had strong arms, covered by thick veins. She had a big, straight nose and extremely voluptuous lips her vivid eyes were almost black.
And, by the way she was taking fast breathes, Mr. Coombs realized that big Milla was furious. She was damned furious and her thick lips were pale. Mr. Coombs felt a slight quiver run along his spine. He suddenly found himself think that Milla had a bigger ass than Tasha. Could her bigger butts bring her the victory in the no holds barred clashed that would soon ensue, he asked himself.
As always, he began to think at the woman's background. In his opinion, a soft life was far too improbable to bring the victory in a fight to the death but it was not the case with Milla.
Her life had been difficult. She had worked in a farm since she was a little kid. At 17 she married Varujan and she gave him two kids, a boy and a girl. Then, Varujan lost his job. For two long years, they lived only on the money Milla was paid at the farm. Then, the farm was closed and the two husbands began to search for jobs. Varujan was hired as a miner and she found to work aboard the PALOMA DE ORO, as a chambermaid.
She also found Manolo aboard the cruiser a good stallion from Cuba, who helped her live in that hellish schedule of 16 hours of work daily. Gosh, she said to herself when she realized that her cunt began to moisten only at the thought of Manolo.
"I want to say that I am not afraid of her
" she added.
"Beware, Milla!" said Mr. Coombs. "You know what I want to say, Manolo!"
Manolo nodded. He somehow suspected Mr. Coombs of manipulating into fights the female employees aboard the PALOMA DE ORO, but this didn't bother him too much. The idea also turned him on, especially after witnessing such a fight a year before
In fact, he had already made bets with some friends of his that Milla would win. How could she lose when it was her who did the fucking?
"I know the rules, Mr. Coombs," he said. "Milla knows them too. We will be discrete. If that Tasha wants the clash, then she'll have it
Mr. Coombs cleared his voice.
"I want to tell you
I want to tell you that my most serious concern is about
Milla's health
Both Milla and Manolo smiled in relief.
"That's the least thing you should worry about," said Manolo.
"All right
all right
Then, I didn't hear you say anything, Manolo. Just suit yourself but I don't know nothing about it, sorry to say it," added Mr. Coombs.
Mr. Coombs had all sorts of spies among the crew. Weirdly, they told him that Tasha and Milla constantly avoided each other after their last dispute and that, if they somehow met however, they simply didn't look at each other. Of course that they still bragged about what they'll do to each other but otherwise, their conflict seemed to cool down.
On the other hand, Mr. Coombs wasn't the type to quit easily. Two days later he asked a cook about the ongoing conflict, saying that he's heard Milla boast that Tasha was scared to fight. Two more days had passed and he told a waiter (he lived in Milla's neighboring cabin) to be careful because he had heard Tasha that she intended to assault Milla during her sleep.
Another week had passed and the PALOMA DE ORO got in Recife, Brazil and Mr. Coombs was more and more anxious to see the women get at it. And what if I somehow scared them? he asked himself, during one night. Turned on by his thoughts, he turned on the spy cam in Milla's cabin and, as usual during, he saw the stout brunette fuck Manolo. As always, she was above him and she was bucking like mad, her big ass shaking and quaking in rhythm with her extremely fast pumping.
She's faster than Tasha, but Tasha is bigger, he said to himself. In rest, they are both two animals of prey
Two wild and strong animals of prey strong legged, big assed, bodies forged by physical labor
Why don't they fight, damn it?
Milla came, roaring deeply and shaking. She then fell above Manolo and Mr. Coombs readily captured some pictures of her and he printed them. He made eight copies and he was ready to send them to his good, faithful clients when somebody knocked on the door.
It was one of his employees.
"I've heard that they will fight tonight, sir. They will meet in the engine room at 1 o'clock a.m.! Manolo, Victor and the chief engineer made all the arrangements."
"Ah," Mr. Coombs acquiesced. "I suppose there's nothing we can do about it
"Sooner or later, sir, they will do it whatever it takes," noticed the employee. "Hmm, sir, I would like to ask you something."
Mr. Coombs raised an eyebrow.
"Go ahead."
"Who do you think that will win, sir?"
"I don't know
But I've heard that the crew already made bets."
Everybody agrees that Milla has the stronger ass and that Tasha has broader shoulders. Milla is younger, but Tasha is heavier."
"I don't make bets," suddenly said Mr. Coombs and his employee bowed before leaving the cabin.
Mr. Coombs shook his head in anxiety. Who will win? The younger brunette, or the bigger redhead? The Polish worker, or the Armenian peasant?
He found no answer and he poured himself a cognac. He then wrote something on a piece of paper which he Xeroxed in eight copies.
Big Tasha could hardly catch up her breath and she saw Milla in a blur. Swallowing her spittle, she looked at her brunette foe. Stout Milla was also breathing heavily. Besides, she was abundantly bleeding from her nose and lips.
"Go, Tasha, go! You did fine!" shouted Victor but his voice was instantly covered by Manolo's: he and his friends began to shout at Milla, encouraging her to finish up the redhead.
"She's tired, Milla! Go get her! Go get her!" kept shouting Manolo.
Then, all the onlookers began to shout like mad besides Victor and Manolo there were around twenty people couples watching the fight. However, Tasha had the strange feeling that their clash was also witnessed by somebody else.
So what? she thought.
She slipped her voluminous breasts back to her white bra. She then looked at Milla who seemed to be unaware that one of her tense boobs was dangling freely, off the red bra, its big, brown nipple proudly tasting the air.
The bitch! rejoiced the big redhead. I've shaken her, all right!
Shit! Milla suddenly leaped forth, throwing wide punches to the face and big Tasha answered back blow by blow. She still has enough fight in her, realized the redhead and the two women began to exchange heavy punches, standing toe to toe. The onlookers started to encourage them but soon, each grabbed her foe's mane and they bent from their waists, concentrated on heavily punching each other.
"Fuck you, whore!" hissed Tasha.
"Polish scumbag!"
Tasha managed to get brunette Milla with a series of fists in the hanging belly but the stout brunette began to powerfully toss the Polish woman by the hair. The big redhead caught her foe by the wrist and she began to push Milla backwards, but the Armenian woman took advantage of it and powerfully dragged Tasha forth.
For a brief moment, big Tasha lost her balance and she almost fell to her knees but she resorted to push forth with all her might, driving stout Milla to the nearest wall. The brunette's back thudded against it, but she ensued with a hammer butt that got the big redhead in the back of the head.
Shit! For a brief moment, Tasha's sight blurred. She heard Manolo yell at Milla to go on and another hammer butt exploded in the back of her head, stunning her.
"Hold on, Tasha!" shouted Victor but the muscles of the redhead's legs let her out and she fell to her knees.
Fuck! Tasha realized that Milla was about to deliver a knee ram to the face and, hastily, she leaped forth, enwrapping the brunette's legs. Another hammer butt exploded in the top of her head and she thought that she was done for: she saw green stars and the floor began to rock. However, she had the reflex to bite Milla's left thigh for all she was worth. She heard the brunette's sharp scream. She heard Manolo encourage the stout Armenian woman and another hammer butt exploded in the top of her head.
The blow shook Tasha but not as hard as the previous blows. Still dazed, the big redhead bit her foe harder and, the next moment, Milla powerfully yanked her by the mane, arching her neck and forcing her to look up.
For a brief moment, Tasha saw the brunette's traits, writhed in pain but soon, tears flooded her eyes and she was forced to scream in sheer pain as her stout foe began to toss her by the hair with all her might.
"Get up, Tasha! Get up!" shouted Victor.
"Knee her in the face, Milla! Knee her!"
Scared, Tasha let a wild scream and she tried to retreat on all fours but the stout brunette launched a most powerful knee ram that crushed Tasha's face. Again, the big redhead's sight blurred and she let a moan. She tried to get up but the Armenian kept her down by the hair with one hand while she began to punch her at will with the other hand.
Tasha fell to her butts and, desperate she covered her head with both arms. However, the bloody Armenian bitch rammed once again her knee in the redhead's face, snapping her head and sending her on butts and erected arms.
"Kick her! Kick her in the face!" shouted Manolo.
Victor grinned in desperation when seeing the big redhead completely exposed in front of the brunette. Tasha's big breasts were dangling madly, a creek of blood already flowing on her chin and neck, her creased belly was heaving while her muscular legs were slowly outstretching apart.
The stout brunette kicked Tasha in the face, snapping her head. For some seconds, the big redhead snaked, as if almost throwing up, but then her arms let her out and she fell on her back, her voluminous breasts quaking and falling off the bra. She gulped and she awkwardly brought her heels to her massive butts, trying to crawl away, but Milla kicked her in the left thigh, making her moan and twist from side to side.
Milla's friends began to shout but the big redhead gathered her strength and she crawled away from her foe. The brunette followed her and she kicked her in the right flank but then, Tasha brought her legs above her trunk and she began to desperately kick at Milla's shins. The stout Armenian woman grabbed her foe by the ankles then and, parting them, she mounted the big redhead, choking her with the left hand and punching her with the other one.
"Fight, Tasha, fight!" shouted Victor and the Polish woman began to throw backhands at her foe's face. Once, twice, thrice her blows got home, shaking the sturdy brunette, crushing her nose and lips. She began to bleed and Tasha readily took advantage of her foe's distress, enwrapping her head in reverse.
"Bitch!" hissed the stout brunette.
They began to squirm on the oily floor, Tasha securing the brunette in the reverse neck lock and delivering blows with her right heel in Milla's loins, the latter blindly choking the redhead for all she was worth. Soon, their heavy bodies mashed and they began to grunt, enwrapping their muscular legs in the attempt of getting a good grip on each other.
Tasha felt her foe's fast breath in the back and, having her left arm free, she searched her way in Milla's groin. She felt the brunette's thick fur beneath the red panties and she grabbed her by the genital hair, making the stout brunette shriek in dismay. The next moment, however, Milla sunk her teeth in the redhead's back, biting her for all she was worth.
Tasha grinned and she arched her trunk, trying to escape the bite but, in doing so, she released the brunette's genital hair. Milla took advantage of the redhead's maneuver and she escaped the reverse neck lock, sneaking behind Tasha. The latter hastily got to a sitting position but the stout brunette readily secured an arm lock around her neck.
For a brief moment, big Tasha felt the vice harden around her neck but then, a deep reflex made her head butt in reverse, taking the sturdy brunette off guard.
A splashing sound was heard and the strong Armenian woman shook under the impact. Tasha head butted again. She felt the crunch of Milla's broken nose and, instantly, she heard the stout brunette moan. Tasha sensed that her foe's embrace weakened and she head butted for the third time, powerfully snapping the brunette's head.
"Yeah, Tasha! Go get her, once and for all, damn it!" shouted Victor.
The big redhead got to her knees and she turned to face her foe but, although dazed, stout Milla readily leaped forth, embracing Tasha's waist and forcing her on her back.
"I'll kill you," heard Tasha Milla's threat right in her ear.
However, she grabbed the brunette by the mane and she powerfully yanked her head up. Milla began to punch in the face but Tasha eye gouged, forcing the sturdy Armenian woman to avert her face. Her breast, however, hung right above Tasha's face and the big redhead readily went for the bite.
Screaming, the stout brunette retreated on all fours but she was still in Tasha's kicking range, who delivered a most powerful double kick that fully got Milla in the forehead.
The sturdy brunette got on her butts. She shook her head, dazed, and Tasha tried to leap over her but she realized that she was too exhausted. Fuck her, she said to herself and she awkwardly got up, trying to catch her breath before Milla. However, the brunette got up too and, breathing heavily, she raised her arms in guard. Tasha did the same. Soon, they began to circle each other cautiously.
"Punch her, Tasha! The bitch can't stand your fists!"
"Fuck her up, Milla! Embrace her and crush her bones! She won't resist, damn her!"
The stout brunette was the first to rush forth. She began to punch in a terribly fast pace, overwhelming the big redhead and then, as the Polish woman retreated, Milla jumped forth, launching a most powerful straight to the face, snapping Tasha's head. The big Polish woman was sent backwards and Milla followed her, obviously preparing to launch a kick to the groin.
The big redhead realized that Milla's blow would end the fight but she suddenly found the way out: Tasha simply twisted, bending her right knee inwards and blocking the kick.
A loud snap was heard as Milla's shin collided to the redhead's massive knee. Completely taken off guard by the block, the stout brunette halted in her tracks.
"Yeah, Tasha! Now, get her!" shouted Victor. "Punch her! Punch her!"
A violent exchange of fists ensued but the pain in the shin made Milla move slower than before. Manolo began to shout at her, urging the stout brunette to attack harder but Tasha realized that her foe had to do most serious efforts to keep on with the assault. However, stout Milla began to moan, giving all that she could and her fists found their mark more than once. She got the big redhead in the breasts, crushing them and forcing her to retreat.
Manolo began to shout at Milla and so did her friends, encouraging her.
"Knock down the bitch! Knock her down! She can't make it!"
Yelling in rage, big Tasha hit back at her turn but soon, the stout Armenian flooded her with fists to the face and breasts. Tasha curled and she covered herself with her arms her breathes became coarse. She kicked at stout Milla but the younger woman seemed to be unstoppable.
"Fight, Tasha! Fight! Get close to her!" shouted Victor. Belly and mammaries heaving, the big redhead looked at him. She realized that she was yelling at her but she didn't hear him at all.
The sturdy brunette felt her elder foe's dismay and she attacked fully: two straights to the face and an uppercut between the breasts that split the big redhead in two. Tasha heard Victor shout a loud NOOOO while Milla's sustainers began to shout their joy:
"She's yours, Milla! Do her! Do the bitch!"
The big redhead tried to rush forth but the strong brunette grabbed her by the hair and, steadying her head, she launched a most powerful knee blow to the face.
Tasha saw it coming, however, and she hastily covered herself with both arms. The blow shook her from head to toe, making her voluminous breasts dangle in all directions, but the big redhead resisted. She felt that Milla grabbed her by the mane and she saw her cock her right fist, ready to deliver a most powerful uppercut to the face.
No! said Tasha to herself and she briskly straightened herself, catching the stout brunette unaware and launching a heavy jab to the face.
Milla was shaken from head to toe and her blow lost her strength. She tried to hit again but the big redhead rushed in, head first, getting the sturdy brunette in the right breast and pushing her back. Milla kicked, getting Tasha in the belly, but the big redhead delivered a wide slap, fully getting the stout brunette in the ear and sending her reeling.
Milla gave a strange groan and her traits writhed to a mask of fury. She kicked again, getting Tasha in the belly and she readily ensued with a sweeping low kick, but the big redhead countered her with a most powerful slap to the ear, shaking the stout Armenian.
Milla began to snake back and forth, eyes rolling and breasts swaying from side to side. For two or three seconds, sturdy Milla looked as if she was on the point to crumple to the floor, still not willing to believe that she couldn't control her muscled legs. She waved back and forth like a puppet but she finally managed to remain on her feet. Her breasts coiled madly, her belly heaved in fast pace. She was bleeding heavily from the nose and she began to spit blood. She wiped her face with the back of her hand and she grinned in fury.
"I'll do you, ole' whore!" she threatened.
"Come here, bitch, come here!" hissed Tasha in response.
The younger woman charged Tasha, throwing fist after fist to the face, taking the big redhead off guard by this sudden surge of energy. The sturdy brunette kept punching and, in less than ten seconds, she embraced the big redhead, trying to launch a most powerful knee ram to the groin.
However, Tasha twisted powerfully and she managed to free herself from the embrace. The two women split and, a moment later they charged each other, letting furious yells. Tasha felt Milla's punch bury in her fat padded belly but she sensed her foe's nasal bones crunch loudly under her knuckles.
The mutual impact made the big redhead curl, almost unable to breathe in, but on the other side, her punch had forcefully twisted the Armenian's head. Bent in two, Tasha saw the younger woman part wide her feet, trying to maintain her erect position.
A moment later, however, the stout brunette fell to the floor like timber, face first. Tasha could still not breathe but the younger woman remained on the floor, allowing the big redhead to recover.
Fuck her! I have to regain my senses! said Tasha to herself as stout Milla began to awkwardly raised her massive ass in the air. The stout Armenian rested her left sole on the ground, trying to get up but then, her strength let her out and she briskly folded from her waist, her face hitting the floor once again.
A thud was heard. For awhile, stout Milla maintained a weird stance: her big butts were pointing up, her knees were parted while she had her face sunk in the floor. The big redhead was still taking shallow breathes, unable to attack the younger bitch. Milla shook her head. Eventually, she managed to rest her left sole on the floor and she awkwardly got up, but the redhead still couldn't do anything.
The big redhead took a deep drag of air. Cautious and stunned, Milla raised her hands in guard. She took a step towards Tasha.
Help me, Holy Virgin! prayed Tasha and, letting a hiss of effort, she threw a tremendous jab to the face
Her blow broke through Milla's guard, got her in the jaw and snapped her head sideways. A moment later, the younger woman went straight to the floor, like a sack of potatoes. She remained on her belly, breasts crushed beneath her muscular trunk, forehead resting on the floor, calves easily raised in the air.
The big redhead hastily mounted sturdy Milla and she embraced her neck from above with the right arm, while placing her left hand on the brunette's back of the head. The redhead locked then her arms and she began to strain, bending Milla's head forth and suffocating her.
"You got her! She's yours!" shouted Victor.
"Hold on, Milla, hold on!"
The brunette began to squirm, but her foe was too heavy besides exerting the most powerful pressure on her neck and throat. Briskly, the big redhead brought her feet forth, in front of her foe's shoulders, as if preparing for a camel clutch.
"Take care, Milla! Take care!" yelled Manolo as big Tasha pulled up the brunette's head in the terrible lock.
Groaning, Milla jerked her legs but the redhead began to violently toss her from side to side, pulling on her strangled neck. Suddenly, the Armenian seemed to look straight at something on the floor in front of her, with wide open eyes and an open mouth, in an attitude of wonder.
"There she is, Tasha! There she is!" shouted Victor. "Do her! Do her! She can't do anything!"
The big redhead hardened the neck lock and, seconds later, the younger woman grinned. She clutched her eyelids, straining as hard as she could but she felt the vice harden around her neck. Unconsciously, she raised her muscular calves in the air.
Briskly, her head twisted discretely in the redhead's lock. Tasha felt a slight crack in her foe's cervical spine and stout Milla shuddered briefly.
"Milla!" shouted Manolo.
The brunette was still grinning and her eyes were still clutched but Tasha hardened the lock twisting her foe's head even more. The brunette's proud nipples inflated briskly and soon, she felt her head twist more and more in Tasha's embrace.
"No," she said.
Tasha heard her. She felt the stout brunette harden, desperately seeking to withstand the deadly grip. She heard a series of rhythmical slaps behind and she understood that sturdy Milla was stampeding the floor with the back of her feet. The strong brunette let a loud moan and her powerful body went stiff. Tasha saw her muscles bulge on the shoulders and she felt Milla's back strain like mad.
She's strong, said Tasha to herself and she hardened the neck lock. A crunch was heard in Milla's vertebrae.
"No," said the sturdy brunette again and Tasha released the neck lock, allowing Milla to take a deep breath. However, the next moment, she grabbed her foe by the mane and she began to slam her face against the floor.
Stout Milla went stiff but she understood that she could in no way oppose the elder woman. Her already broken nose was mashed against the floor, with each face slam and blood began to sprawl around her face, spurting and flying into warm drops all over.
Oh my God, help me my God, help me! she prayed.
She managed to breathe in deeply and, between to slams, she got to her knees. She gathered her strength and she began to violently waddle her massive ass from side to side. Tasha lost her balance and Milla seemed to regain her strength. She almost dismounted Tasha but the big redhead embraced her neck from behind and crushed her.
The stout brunette grabbed her foe by the forearm, trying to pry it away from her throat. Unfortunately, Milla understood that the desperate struggle had wasted her of her last resources and soon, she felt big Tasha gradually fold her forth. The younger woman began to breathe faster. She pried her knees, trying to leap forth but big Tasha hardened the vice around her throat and she also cupped Milla's right breast, crushing her nipple.
The stout brunette was once again forced to fully curl beneath her foe. For some moments, the two strong females froze but soon, big Tasha began to face slam the younger woman against the floor, again and again.
Suddenly, big Tasha felt that the younger woman went limp beneath her and she slammed her head against the floor even harder, until the stout brunette became a rag doll, arms flailing, belly and breasts shaking in violent after waves after each head slam. Milla's round knees began to slowly part and she kept letting a continuous wet grumble. Briskly, her skin went chicken like and she went stiff for the last time.
"Yeaaaah! She parted her legs!" shouted Victor, ecstatically, when seeing the sturdy brunette rest her groin on the floor while her knees were fully pried.
"Look at her cunt! I can see Milla's cunt!" shouted some of the guys, looking straight between the massive butts of the younger woman. Her thong had fully sledded in her ass crease, revealing her fat labia and the thick bush covering her groin.
"Do her, Tasha! Do her!" yelled Victor and Tasha's friends began to rhythmically shout at their turn:
"Do her! Do her! Do her!"
Big Tasha grabbed the younger woman by the mane and pulled her head up with all her might, exposing her ravaged face to the audience. Milla's strong arms began to slap the floor in spasms. Her belly froze. She gave a fart and, instantly, a gushing was heard as her bladder began to empty.
" she pleaded, but the big redhead pulled her head up even more.
Milla held her eyes shut, taking shallow breathes. Her jaw was hanging, letting out a stream of sticking spittle mixed with blood that glued down to her cleavage. Tasha began to pull back Milla's head in brief, wild bursts.
Big Tasha pulled her head harder and harder, fully exposing the brunette's throat and the inflated veins on her neck until she began to gurgle unconsciously.
" mumbled the younger woman.
The man tried to interfere but Tasha's friends began to yell at him:
"You were both bragging before the fight! Now, stay put!"
"Do her! Do her! Do her!" shouted Victor then and the others followed him.
"Do her! Do her!"
Soon, the stout brunette started to quake and it's then that Tasha slammed her face against the floor for the last time, provoking a loud crunch. She pulled her head up once again, allowing everyone to see Milla's hanging jaw. Her eyes were now wide open they looked crossways and her parted muscular legs were springing in brief, violent spasms.
I'm stronger than the bitch, said big Tasha to herself. I did her. Again, Tasha slammed her foe's face into the ground and then, blood blasted off the brunette's ears, staining the floor. The stout brunette gave a long, deep fart and Tasha felt the foul smell of her foe's feces.
Big Tasha placed her knee in the back of Milla's neck. She kept her face sunk in the floor with both hands and she leaned with all her weight beneath her knee, feeling the younger woman's vertebrae slowly dismantle. She saw Milla shudder. She heard her fart again, endlessly, while Victor and her friends began to cheer her.
"She shits like toothpaste! Empty her! Empty the bitch!"
A coarse crunch was then heard and Milla's neck gave out. The Armenian woman spread her arms and legs and her whole muscular body went stiff. Big Tasha rocked her knee over Milla's neck until fully mashing her cervical vertebrae. Then, the brunette threw up and it's only then that the big redhead got up, leaving a body that jerked violently on the floor.
Soon, Milla's heavy body seemed to sprawl for a couple of moments. She began to hit the floor with the back of her legs in furious, unconscious saccades, as life was slowly but steadily leaving her. The others approached her body, while all Manolo could do was to look in fascination at the brunette's muscular body, hoping that stronger Tasha had not killed her. However, the younger woman was now only erecting her strong legs in brief spasms.
"You did her, Tasha, thanks God!" said Victor embracing the big redhead.
A minute went on. Milla was still twitching when Tasha felt a strange urge to look on the passage that surrounded the engine room, some thirty feet above her.
She saw Mr. Coombs there. He was surrounded by some well dressed couples. Some of them, she realized, were taking shots of Milla's last movements.
That's some good ending, said Tasha to herself and she grabbed Milla by the ankles, dragging her towards the ladder leading to the lowest decks of the engine room.
CATFIGHT TO THE DEATH ON A LUXURY CRUISER by seganorWatch
©2010-2016 seganor
That was a phenominal and very detailed and graphic story, I loved it. Great job and Thankyou so much
Great story, as always. Just one question - in another story I noticed that you write "Baku, Armenia", but you know that Baku is geographically sitated in Azerbaijan.
I know that you check your facts, so I would like to know why you prefer writing this.
I know that you check your facts, so I would like to know why you prefer writing this.
Serious destruction!!! Very graphic, splendid writing, Seganor. And, as Seneca put it - you can almost smell it!
Wonderfully grim and smelly.


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Booker Elliard is helping put up a new fence surrounding the Westgate housing project.
For Elliard, it all started after he was released from prison.
The Miami native went to Tallahassee's Renaissance Community Center looking for a fresh start.
Now he has a job with a fence crew.
"It's really a blessing to be out here and an honor, so I'm taking advantage of it to the best of my ability," said Elliard. "It's really a blessing," he said.
The Westlake project is part of team effort involving Florida State's College of Social Work and local resources including the Renaissance Center.
"We're hoping not to replace other workers and other employment opportunities, but to create brand new ones that won't in any way be competing, but supporting," said FSU Social Work Professor Tomi Gomory.
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The Westgate project not only employs people like Booker Elliard, when it's complete, it will provide more than a dozen affordable housing units for the homeless.
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"I'm really planting some good seeds here in Tallahassee," said Elliard. "This is just the first stage of it," he said. "As long as I keep watering and pulling the weeds out of it, everything will be smooth," Elliard said.
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The Duquesne team placed third in the Aspen Institute's 2013 Business & Society International MBA Case Competition, after the final round on April 19 in New York City. The competition is limited to teams from schools among the Global 100, a worldwide ranking on Aspen Institute's Beyond Grey Pinstripes survey, which gauges the extent to which sustainability is integrated into a university's graduate business curriculum. The Donahue School has ranked among the survey's top 25 since 2007, the start of its MBA Sustainability program.


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Econometer: $15/hour for fast food jobs?
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Answer: NO
A minimum wage jump could hurt many we are trying to help. The wage fast food workers receive reflects the market value of their output. Nearly doubling that wage would reduce the number of jobs in the industry. Many fast food suppliers and their employees could be hurt, consumers would likely see higher prices and reduced service, and Americans with their retirement funds invested partly in companies such as McDonald's could see losses. Most importantly, young people, minorities, immigrants, and others seeking an opportunity to break into the job market and away from government assistance could be denied that opportunity.
Dan Seiver, Reilly Financial Advisors
Answer: NO
Businesses that provide fast food would reduce employment sharply if wage costs were doubled. Machines would replace workers, and some fast food outlets would no longer be viable with the higher labor costs. Some of the increase in labor costs would be passed on in the form of higher prices, which would unfortunately have a bigger impact at the low end of the income distribution. Other minimum wage workers would certainly feel slighted by special treatment for fast food workers. The Earned Income Tax Credit, supported by most economists, is the most efficient way to help the working poor.


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So here we are folks - a day before Middle Of Nowhere makes its commercial theatrical debut, 9 months after its Sundance Film Festival premiere, where I first saw it (and loved it), and where its director, Ava DuVernay, made history as the first African American woman to be crowned with Best Director honors.
But as I said, nothing that I, or anyone else says or does (short of putting a gun to your head and forcing you to make a decision) will make much of a difference at this point, 24 hours before the film opens. Think of it in much the same way as the current presidential election - specifically, the debates. They really aren't meant for the majority who've already made up their minds as to which of the 2 candidates they'll be voting for. They are more for the so-called *undecided voters;* although, really, every eligible voter should have enough information by now to have made that decision, just as I started out saying that most of you should already know if Middle Of Nowhere is a film you want to see.
However, if you're one of those on the fence, waiting for a wind of opinions to swing you over to one side or the other, I'll just say this - see it because it's... well, it's a good film! That's it! Not a good black film; or, good for a black film. It's a well-made, technically sound (acting, cinematography, directing, editing, etc) work of cinema, that'll invigorate you. It's a breath of fresh air.
You were maybe expecting some dissertation, speech or sermon that comprised of every argument/motivation I mentioned earlier above, in this post, but I know you all are smarter than that. You're like me - ultimately, what it comes down to is whether or not it's a film worth leaving your home, going to the movie theater, coughing up your hard-earned dollars, and sitting through 100 minutes for. And I can say unequivocally, that it most certainly is.
I have yet to meet anyone who's seen it, some time over the last 9 months, who hasn't loved it. Is it perfect? Of course not! There's no such thing, in my humble opinion. But it's a rare occurrence when a diverse group of people from different backgrounds, and with varying tastes in art, reach a near consensus as is the case with this film.
I'll leave you with the line from Spike Lee's Mo'Better Blues, spoken by Shadow (the character Wesley Snipes played in the film), during an impassioned conversation with Bleek (Denzel Washington's character), on the under-representation of black people in the audience of jazz music fans who come to see their band perform. As Bleek tries to emphasize that absence, by essentially placing the blame on *the people,* Shadow replies, dismissing Bleek's argument swiftly and forcefully: "The people don't come because you grandiose muthafuckas don't play shit that they like; if you play the shit that they like, the people will come; simple as that!"
Middle Of Nowhere is the kind of *shit* that *the people* will definitely like, so *the people* should come... hopefully... simple as that!
Or for you older folks, let me take you back to 1975, when many of us were still in diapers, when The O'Jays sang, Give The People What They Want. That's exactly what Ava, AFFRM and Participant Media are doing, starting tomorrow: giving YOU, the people, what you want... what you've been asking for, of black cinema.
But seriously folks... really... see Middle Of Nowhere; your soul, your heart, and - for those of us who continuously lament the *dismal state of black cinema* - your sanity will all thank you for doing so.
Don't forget to enter the S&A "Guess Middle Of Nowhere's Box Office" contest; the deadline is tonight at midnight, EST. The winner gets a $100 gift certificate to Amazon.com. Click HERE to enter.
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The Paschal mystery
Lent walks us into the paschal mystery of Christ, his movement through death to resurrected life. This isn't something that happens just to Jesus, but is the central truth and dynamic of life in Christ.
In utter love and incomprehensibility, God brings new life out of the wounds that kill body and soul. Our lives move through a downward ascent in which we die and are raised to new life, again and again.
We practice the paschal mystery by:
• Naming our deaths. What deaths and losses have you experienced in the last year — the loss of youth, health, relationships, security, wholeness, job, dreams, loved ones? Or perhaps the loss of the kind of faith and ideas about God you once held?
• Refusing to cling. Release to God what has been lost. Give thanks for how it blessed you. What are you holding on to that you need to let go? What makes it hard to release it?
• Grieving what has been lost. Allow yourself the sadness, remorse, guilt, anger and all the feelings that are part of grief. Offer them all to God in prayer.
• Claiming your births. What signs of new birth or new beginnings appear as you experienced deaths and losses and began to let go? Claim the spirit of the new life, the new reality that is appearing.
• Praying. Regularly pray for God to bring new life through the death of what is lost: "Loving God, in your mercy carry me forward when I lack the strength and courage to go on. When I am losing hold of myself and all I treasure, help me trust that all the deaths I die will bear me deeper into your life."
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Human beings are made to cultivate and sustain relationships that reflect the divine image, the dance of love that exists at the heart of the Trinity ("Falling into the river"). Ancient church fathers called this perichoresis, the infinite, illimitable, liquid flow of love among the persons of the Trinity, from the Father to the Son, breathing into us through the Spirit.
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Judiciary Four years after President Bush first nominated her to the federal bench, former Texas judge Priscilla Owen was sworn in June 6. "This has been a long road," Ms. Owen, 50, said after the ceremony. The Senate approved her appointment to a seat on the 5th Circuit Court of Appeals as part of a bipartisan deal reached last month. The logjam broke for other long-held judicial nominees as well: The Senate approved Janice Rogers Brown on June 8 and was set for an up-or-down vote on William Pryor. With Bush nominees benefiting from the compromise of so-called moderate Democrats like red-stater Ben Nelson (D-Neb.), the question is: Will those Democrats now keep their seats at the expense of Republican challengers?
Gender Seattle pastor Ken Hutcherson, who won national attention for his opposition to gay marriage and threats to boycott Microsoft, could lose his congregation's meeting place. The 3,500-strong Antioch Bible Church leases a local high-school gymnasium for Sunday services. Trouble is, the president of the teachers union, Kevin Teeley, is gay. He has called Mr. Hutcherson a bigot for declaring homosexuality sinful and urges community pressure to force the pastor to leave, even though state law requires that school districts allow groups to rent their facilities if no scheduling conflict with school activities exists.
Mr. Hutcherson-style activism has not stopped 70 jurisdictions nationwide from adding "gender identity" to anti-discrimination ordinances. One such measure in Eugene, Ore., would allow men and women to choose their public restroom based on self-appraisal: Do I feel like a man or a woman today?
Congress Senate Republicans appeared determined to press through confirmation of John Bolton to serve as the next U.S. ambassador to the UN, despite Democrats' work to block the State Department arms control chief, who was nominated to the post in March. The White House says no deal on this one: Democrats want the Bush administration to release classified documents in exchange for voting through Mr. Bolton, who has been highly critical of UN operations.
House Republicans too are ready to act on the UN. A House committee on June 8 approved legislation that would withhold half of U.S. annual "dues" unless the UN streamlined its bureaucracy, barred countries that violate human rights from UN human-rights bodies, and created an independent oversight board and ethics office. Congress withheld dues up until two years ago over UN expenditures.
New Jersey Business roots trumped social issues in a closely watched gubernatorial New Jersey primary that pitted Republican businessman Doug Forrester against social conservative Bret Schundler and five other candidates. Mr. Forrester, a pharmaceutical exec and former mayor, will face Sen. Jon Corzine, the Democratic primary winner and former Goldman Sachs chairman. The two deep-pocketed millionaires will square off chiefly over New Jersey property taxes, the highest in the nation. New Jersey's election came after Democratic Gov. James E. McGreevey resigned following an announcement that he had an extramarital affair with a man while in office.
Zimbabwe Opposition parties organized a two-day strike in Harare to protest an ongoing crackdown by President Robert Mugabe. Soldiers and police have rounded up 22,000 people in an attempt to quell discontent over rising rates of homelessness and a deepening food and economic crisis. Shops opened last week but streets remained empty and many refused to report to work during the stoppage-a success for opposition parties, considering government tactics. Soldiers and police in residential suburbs distributed fliers urging workers to report for work. The country's second-largest mobile phone network, owned by the government, was also drafted, sending phony messages through SMS (short message service) to subscribers that the job action had been called off.
Bolivia President Carlos Mesa resigned on June 6, telling Bolivians in a televised address, "This is as far as I can go." Street protests in Bolivia are not uncommon, but the latest round is the worst many long-time observers have seen: A blockade of the capital, La Paz, drained city gas stations of all fuel by June 5 and exhausted food supplies. Travelers arriving at the capital area's John F. Kennedy International Airport found no public transportation; they had to walk nine miles to reach La Paz. For over a month, a hodge-podge of leftists, unionists, and indigenous Indians have been demonstrating against the government's energy policy, which they say benefits foreign oil corporations at the expense of the local poor. But support for the narcotics trade may be the underlying reason protesters have sought Mr. Mesa's ouster. Many support Evo Morales, a congressman who opposes coca-leaf eradication, to succeed him.


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An excavator sunk its teeth into Annie's Hollywood Inn near Highway 99 and McKinley in Fresno on Monday.
Norman Cooper calls it a step toward cleaning up the community.
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The demolition of the vacant bar is the first building to be torn down to make way for the High Speed Rail project.
"You are going to start seeing a lot more field work for the next couple days. You're going to see more buildings demolished," said Diana Gomez, Central Valley Regional Director of the High Speed Rail Authority.
Central Valley Regional Director of High Speed Rail, Diana Gomez, says this work is part of the first phase, which will create a 29-mile long rail line between Madera and Fresno Counties.
"Public opinion has really taken a dive on High Speed Rail now that they have the details," said Fresno Co. Supervisor Debbie Poochigian.
Fresno County Supervisor, Debbie Poochigian, opposes the $68 billion project. She says High Speed Rail is not beneficial to the Central Valley.
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Meet Alan Hodson
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- Ed.D. Educational Research, Methodological Development, University of Massachusetts at Amherst
- M. Ed. Program Development, Evaluation, Antioch-Putney Graduate School of Education
- A.B. International Relations, Economics, Sociology, Harvard University
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- Academic Advising
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- Affiliated Advisor
- Study Abroad Leader
- Chair, Environmental Stewardship Council
- Member, Faculty Senate
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- Educational and Advising Technology
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- "Advising Technologies" Workshop with Janie Duncan and Debbie Gassaway-Hayward: October 30, 2007 - Landmark College
- "Multiple Intelligences - a Broad Overview" Phi Theta Kappa New England Regional Convention: March 6, 2004 - Landmark College
- "Environmental Dimensions of Health," Workshop with Natarajan J., part of Phi Theta Kappa's "Dimensions and Directions of Health" series: Fall 2002 - Landmark College
- "Vermont Teachers Survey on Teaching About Other Cultures in Vermont." Prepared for the Freeman Foundation Project for the enhancement of Teaching About Asia in Vermont Schools, School for International Training: 1999 - Brattleboro, VT
- "EcoSource: A Human Ecology Educational Resource System." Presented at the Society for Human Ecology Conference: 1992 - Snowbird, UT
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so i must say that i m very confused about something. is clara Dr river song ??? and this is how they begin their journey??? i season 5 we see the doctor traaveling in the future and see river song , she knows him cause its her past but doctor doesnt know her cause he is in his future.
season 6 doctor finds again river song and now the doctor knows her cause he is in his past but she doesnt know him cause he is in her future.
already confused !!! anayway we know that they meed and both are in the present. so is this the present. or i m mistaken ...
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