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A site has launched for the "Penguinbear Project", carrying a name and style aspects identical to a certain other work – as apparently, it's the latest creation upcoming from Mawaru Penguindrum's mastermind.
Aside from the name, there's no details available at all – although do know, Kunihiko Ikuhara is the one responsible for Mawaru Penguindrum, and this is seemingly his next work, as aforementioned. Now also note, the official site for this ambiguous, and bound to be abstract, "Penguinbear Project" happens to have been crafted by Wataru Osakabe – a fellow who played in a role in the production of those pair of abstractly exquisite opening sequences of Mawaru Penguindrum, among a few other elements of the series.
Essentially, it looks like the A-Team is getting together for another round of mind-numbing animation.

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Coming to the Defense of the Garden
By James L. Clark, 1311 Emerald
Mr. Clark refers to a comment made in the March 1 issue that the garden formerly at 13th and E streets was a problem with drugs.
It is unfortunate that the gentleman on E Street made misstatements regarding drug sales in the garden. There was no drug activity in the garden. I know all the people who had plots there, and they are people of integrity. They would not deal in such activity. In fact, they would not let undesirables and troublemakers in the garden. My back windows faced the garden before they built those two houses and, all those years, I never observed any drug activity. There was drug activity on 13th Street, and there is still today. The garden was an asset to the community.
The people who sell drugs do not live in the immediate area. They live over in the 15th & Isherwood area. I agree that something should be done before an innocent bystander gets injured.
To solve the problem, the city should put signs up, stating that any person driving in the area who purchases drugs will have their vehicle impounded. The city could install fake cameras with signs stating, "We are recording your activity." This will work because a few years ago, 10th Street NE had the same problem, and the city put up such signs, and today you will not see any drug activity.
The liquor store, carry-out and dog-and-cat-grooming services are not the problem. We need these businesses they are an asset. A few years ago, a liquor store at 14th & Constitution Avenue NE was forced to close because the neighbors blamed all of the negative problems on the liquor store. Some of the same people who complained about the liquor store are coming down to this store to make purchases. The liquor store sells things other than alcoholic beverages.
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Will McIntosh is a Hugo Award winner and Nebula finalist whose short stories have appeared in Asimov's (where he won the 2010 Reader's Award for short story), Strange Horizons, Interzone, Science Fiction and Fantasy: Best of the Year, and other venues. His first novel, Soft Apocalypse, was released in 2011 from Night Shade Books, and his second novel, Hitchers, was released in February of this year. A novel based on his Hugo Award winning short story "Bridesicle" is in the works, to be published by Orbit Books. Will is a psychology professor at Georgia Southern University; in 2008 he became the father of twins. In his poignant new tale, a man's encounter with a strange alien leads to a bittersweet look at the roads taken and not and a gradual appreciation for the creature's mystifying gift.
Mailboxes whooshed by in the warm night air. Cooper was tempted to stick his hand out the window, to feel the pressure of the wind on his palm, to feel something, but he didn't trust himself with only one hand on the wheel. Not after four beers. What he didn't need right now was to plow into a parked car.
This whole stupid all-night drive could have been avoided if the night clerk in that rickety hotel hadn't asked what he did for a living. For the briefest instant he'd swelled with pride and opened his mouth to say he was a baseball player—a pitcher. Triple-A, going to be in the majors some day. Then he remembered he wasn't any more. Palm-to-forehead, buddy—you just threw in the towel, finally admitted to yourself that you weren't good enough. That's why you're checking into a hotel halfway between Zebulon, North Carolina, and home.
Cooper yawned hard. Now that the fifteen-hour drive was over and he was two minutes from his parents' house (his house now, he reminded himself) he was past sleepy, into that hyper-alert headachy state.
He passed his old high school, his skin crawling as the sight fired off unwanted memories. They'd be all over town, his ex-classmates who hadn't escaped this place, working in the auto repair shop where he'd bring the aging Mercedes he'd bought with some of his signing bonus, managing the diner where he'd choke down breakfast once the sun rose, and piled ass-deep at the Moviemail distribution center, the big employer in town for high school graduates who had no marketable skills, but could put things into alphabetical order. Julie, his ex-girlfriend, was out there somewhere as well, ready to gloat at his failure and humbling return.
Cooper pulled into his driveway, washing the house in white light. It had only been, what, eight months since he'd last seen it? Two weeks spent going through his father's stuff, deciding what should go to the Salvation Army, what went in the estate sale, what he should keep. Good times. About as much fun as he was having now, pulling into his new old home.
As he pulled up to the garage he saw that it was damaged. The wood was bulging and splintered, like someone had plowed into it in a few different spots. Cooper pulled closer, cursing and squinting as his headlights flooded the little space. "What the hell?" Something squeezed out of the splits in the wall. It looked like glass, or ice.
He turned off the engine, got out, and took a closer look. Cursing, he ran his finger along a split. He was afraid to go inside. It looked like something had exploded in there, and he couldn't afford major repairs. Heart hammering, he went to the side door, tried to put the key in the lock, but his hand shook so badly he had to steady it with the other. Yeah, highly coordinated professional athlete. He flipped on the light and turned toward the living room.
It took him a moment to make sense of it, his heart a wild animal in his chest. A third of the living room was encased in rough, glassy stuff.
Then he realized there was something inside it. It was a tangle of barbs and bubbles and edges, leaned up against his fireplace, which was on the other side of the glass divide. The thing's eyes locked on him. It had eight or nine of them, and they looked like they were a million years old.
There was a ragged hole in the floor in front of the fireplace. The floor was concrete under the carpet, and shouldn't be able to look peeled-up, like plastic wrap someone had poked a finger through, but that's what it looked like. When he looked inside the hole he got dizzy and nauseous. His eyes seemed unable to make sense of what they were seeing in there.
Struggling not to piss in his pants, Cooper ran.
He was in his car, backing down the driveway with no memory of getting in the car or starting it. His cell phone was in his hand. He dialed 911.
"There's something in my house," Cooper said when the 911 operator came on. "I don't know what it is, but it's made like a nest in there—"
"I'm sorry," the operator interrupted. "That's not a 911 emergency. You'll need to contact an exterminator."
Cooper laughed harshly, hysterically. "No exterminator wants anything to do with this thing. It's huge. Bigger than a person. I don't know what it is." His lips felt numb.
"Do you mean, like a bear?"
"It's not a bear. It's—I don't know—it's a monster, with all these eyes."
After a pause, the operator said, "Can you give me your name?" The way she said it cleared Cooper's head a little. She was going to send the police to pick him up, for psychiatric evaluation.
"Sorry to bother you," he said, and disconnected. He needed to think this through. He needed a place to think this through, as slowly and calmly as possible. A hotel, maybe. Which meant he would be sleeping in a hotel after all.
Was there anyone in town he could call? His close friends had all moved away, gone off to college and started lives in Boston, Chicago, Jacksonville. A few of the guys he used to collect baseball cards with were still here. Shug. Stephen. A few of his high school teammates. His ex-girlfriend Julie. He guffawed at the thought of calling Julie and asking if he could crash at her place. Yeah, there's something in my house. Can I sleep on your couch?
What the hell was that thing? It was like a giant sponge with broken glass and barbed wire tangled in it. With eyes. He pulled into a strip mall parking lot and called Shug.
Shug laughed when Cooper told him there was a monster in his house, but when he asked if he could crash, Shug said, "Sure man, come on over."
Shug frowned mightily at Cooper. "Are you sure about what you saw in there?"
Cooper felt like he was falling into a black pit. The one thing he had was the house. He sighed, dragged his hands down his oily face. He needed a shower. "Yeah, I'm sure. You want to see for yourself?" Cooper could unlock the door for Shug and wait outside.
Shug leaped up and grabbed his hat. "Let's go." He looked like a kid on Christmas morning, waiting to go downstairs and see what Santa brought him. He didn't seem to understand that Santa had brought a nightmare.
They talked baseball cards on the drive over in Shug's old Chrysler New Yorker, how professional grading had ruined the fun. Shug talked about cards, anyway. Cooper grunted occasionally while his palms sweated.
Shug whistled as they pulled into the driveway. "God damn. That's a mess."
"Wait till you see the inside." Cooper was beginning to doubt what he'd seen earlier. Was it just some sort of big animal? A big possum or beaver that built strange nests or something? He prepared himself for the possibility that he was going to feel very stupid when Shug got a look at it. Still, when Cooper unlocked the door he didn't go in. He just pushed it open and waved Shug in. Shug waggled his eyebrows and stepped inside.
Shug shrieked. A second later he flew past Cooper on his way to the car. Cooper jogged after him, afraid Shug would strand him there.
Cooper wasn't sure what to do. Should he call the FBI? The army?
"Don't call the law," Shug said, shaking his narrow head emphatically. "When they see what's inside they'll run yellow Police Line, Do Not Cross tape around your house, then the feds will come, and they'll confiscate your house and you'll be fucked."
He suspected Shug was right; as soon as the authorities saw it they would cordon off his house and Cooper would have no say in what happened after that.
"It's got to be worth something to someone. Worth a lot, maybe. Millions." Shug was on his sixth beer. His hand was still shaking.
Selling it would solve two problems, because whoever bought it would have to catch it and haul it away, leaving him with money to repair his house and maybe live comfortably for a while.
"You can't tell anyone else about this," Shug said, eyeing Cooper over his beer. "Word'll spread until it's out of your control and the jackboots come and kick in your door."
Cooper nodded.
"I'll help you figure it out." He motioned toward the door with his chin. "Let's go look at it again."
Cooper gawked at Shug like he'd just suggested they drive off the Menands Bridge.
"I'm serious. I barely saw it last time. This time I'm prepared." Shug lifted his beer, drained what was left in one long pull. "Come on."
Cooper turned the car around.
"So besides selling this thing, what are your plans, now that the baseball thing isn't working out?"
"I have no idea," Cooper said. "I don't really want to think about it."
"You should come work at Moviemail," Shug said, clapping Cooper's shoulder. "We have a pretty good time there." He tilted his head. "I'm buddies with Angela in HR. Put in an application and you'll have a job in a couple of days."
Was that what it had come to? Sticking DVDs in little red sleeves instead of pitching to Albert Pujols? Cooper needed money, and he probably couldn't wait to see if he could cash in on his monster. "Maybe I will. At least to pay the bills until I figure out what I want to be when I grow up."
"Hey," Shug said. "You can get in on the lottery pool. We all kick in twenty a week. There are twenty, twenty-five people in it, so we buy like five hundred tickets and we'll split the pot when we win." Shug held out his palm. "Give me twenty and I'll cut you in this week."
Cooper shook his head, exasperated. "I don't have twenty bucks to throw away right now."
Shug dropped his hand. "Okay, fine. Don't get all pissy." He pulled into Cooper's driveway, cut the headlights, and hopped out of the car like the seat was red hot.
"I'm kind of scared," Shug admitted as they headed toward the carport door, Shug clutching another sixpack.
Scared as he was, Cooper wanted to see it again as well. Already the specifics of it were dimming in his memory. With a soft curse he followed Shug inside.
It didn't look any better the second time. It was eating something oily and black, or at least pushing it into a hole underneath the wide part that held all the eyes. It watched them as it ate. One of the eyes disappeared for a moment, then reappeared.
"Something like that just shouldn't be," Shug almost whispered. "There's nothing like that." He gestured toward the thing with the beer he'd just opened. "It's like an alien, but there's no ship."
"Maybe what it's in is the ship," Cooper said.
They watched it for hours. Cooper drank steadily until his fear was replaced by numb shock. He sat against the wall taking big huffing drunk-breaths and stared at the thing while it stared back.
He woke on the floor, alone except for the monster behind the glass. There was a note on his chest from Shug saying he'd gone to work. The monster was circling the perimeter of its lair, walking on five squat legs that Cooper hadn't noticed before, looking like a grizzly at the zoo. Cooper's head was pounding, and he felt nauseous. The sight of the thing wasn't helping his headache, so he slipped outside.
He needed to call someone to come over and look at this thing, see if he really could sell it. He wasn't sure who might want to buy it. A zoo? Maybe Barnum and Bailey's Circus? He could imagine how those calls would go. What he probably needed to start with was a lawyer.
Standing in his parents' yard, there was nothing he could think to do but drive over and speak to Kenny Stone, a lawyer who was the father of one of his high school friends. So that's what he decided to do.
On the way he stopped at the Moviemail distribution center and applied for a job. They hired him on the spot. Uneasy about the prospect of telling a lawyer there was a monster in his living room, Cooper postponed the visit to Kenny Stone.
Shug took a couple of steps toward the monster, craned his head forward, and squinted. "I guess that glass stuff is pretty thick." He raised his hand, tapped the glass. The monster looked at him.
"Cut it out," Cooper hissed.
"It don't seem to care," Shug laughed, and went on tapping for a moment. Then he backed off and set his empty Coors bottle on an end table. "We should get going. Work bright and early."
Cooper looked at the monster. Several of its eyes swiveled to look back at him. "I think I'm gonna stay a while."
Shug gawked at him like he'd just said he was planning to marry a goat. "Alone?"
Cooper shrugged. "If it hasn't done anything dangerous by now, I'm guessing it isn't going to. I want to study it, see if I can figure it out."
"Suit yourself," Shug said, his expression making it clear he thought Cooper was an idiot.
When Shug was gone Cooper watched the monster and sipped his vodka and orange. Cooper wondered where it came from. The hole seemed like a good bet. Cooper glanced into it, then quickly looked away because it felt like someone was twisting his brain when he looked. It was like it had burrowed from somewhere.
Part of it was rippling along the floor, like fingers drumming. "You bored?" Cooper asked.
The rippling continued.
Cooper made a cautious trip to the kitchen for more vodka; the thing's eyes tracked him across the room, and were watching the kitchen door when he came out and headed for his spot by the wall. He was sick of sitting on the floor though, so he veered unsteadily and instead stretched out in Dad's recliner.
"How about some TV?" Cooper plucked the remote from the end table and turned on the TV. A Pirates game flashed to life. Cooper immediately turned the channel. No baseball.
The monster pressed up to the glass, staring at the TV. Cooper chuckled despite himself. "You like TV?" He flipped to CNN, which was covering mass protests in Myanmar. Some of the sharp edges on the thing seemed to smooth as it moved along the glass to get as close to the screen as possible. Cooper flipped the channel again, watching the monster carefully.
It watched Say Yes to the Dress intently.
Was Cooper imagining it, attributing human-like qualities to the thing? He didn't think so. As a test he tried turning the TV off. The thing turned to look at him, giving him a fresh bloom of the willies. He turned the TV back on, and the thing went back to watching.
Eventually Cooper figured out that when the thing tapped on the glass, it wanted Cooper to change channels. He obliged until he passed out.
A scraping sound woke him. He opened his eyes, not sure where he was, still drunk. An old Western was on TV. Robert Mitchum was shooting cans off a split-rail fence. Out of the corner of his eye, Cooper spied something that looked wrong.
He jolted upright. There was a big hole in the glass. The monster wasn't there. Very slowly, Cooper turned to look around the room.
It was standing right behind him.
Without the glass to soften it, its sharp angles and prickly spines were in sharp focus. The wet parts slid along like they had minds of their own, and the wild wiry parts vibrated like plucked guitar strings. Its eyes were clear and bright; they appraised him with what looked like sadness.
It lifted an appendage, slowly lowered it toward Cooper's forehead.
With a shout Cooper rolled off the recliner. He scrabbled toward the door, but the jointless, jagged appendage chased him, growing or stretching. It slammed into the side of his head. A blinding flash burst behind Cooper's eyeballs, then everything went dark.
* * *
When Cooper woke it was light outside. He pulled himself onto all fours and, gasping, cast about the room, trying to locate the monster.
It was back behind the glass. The hole was gone, as if it had never been there in the first place. Cooper rose, his gaze fixed on the scene behind the glass. There was another monster in there, back near the fireplace, peering out the window into the backyard. It looked just like the first.
Eyeing the spot in the divider where the gaping hole had been, Cooper wondered if he'd imagined the whole thing. It hadn't seemed like a drunken vision; his memory of that up-close look at the thing as it hovered over him was remarkably vivid. Cooper shook his head, then headed into the kitchen to get something to drink. His head was pounding. Usually he made sure to take an aspirin and drink a big glass of water before going to sleep when he had a lot to drink, but last night hadn't been a usual sort of night.
He skidded to a halt in the doorway and clutched the counter like he was on a keeling ship.
He was sitting at the kitchen table, eating breakfast. He saw himself sitting there, munching on Frosted Mini Wheats. Not a washed-out, wavery mirage, but his completely solid self, wearing a wrinkled white polo shirt.
Cooper opened his mouth to say something to himself, and let out a lone, unarticulated syllable. Was he losing his mind? Of course he was.
"Who are you?" Cooper managed to warble.
His other self went on eating. He turned the Mini Wheats box sideways, finished reading the back and now reading the ingredients and nutrition information out of boredom. That was just the sort of thing Cooper would do.
"Hello?" No response. Cooper crept forward, ready to flee if the situation got any weirder, until he was close enough to touch his doppelganger. "Can you hear me?"
Cooper reached out and let his fingers hover close to his double's shoulder. If he set his hand on that shoulder and it was solid, he was going to scream. If he could feel the other him, he was too far gone; it would mean he would never be able to unravel reality from delusion. His fingers quavered as he lowered them, then disappeared as his hand sank through the perfectly solid-looking wrinkled white shirt, looking like it had been severed bloodlessly at the wrist. His hand reappeared as he drew it out. Releasing his held breath with an audible puff, Cooper realized his double wasn't making any sound; no clink of the spoon against the cereal bowl, no slurp or rustle of clothing. It was an illusion, a hallucination.
It was the monster who was doing this. Of course it was. The monster was getting inside his head, causing him to hallucinate. Soon he'd be wearing aluminum foil skull caps and listening to voices in his head telling him who to hack up with a butcher knife.
Unless the monster was another hallucination.
Shug had seen it, too, though. Unless Shug was a hallucination. He didn't even want to entertain that possibility. No sir.
He ran for his car. He needed to get away from the thing, and stay away, or better still get it hauled far away from him so he could clear that glassy shit out and have his house back. Cooper dug his phone out of his pocket and dialed 411. "Yeah, can you give me a number for Ringling Brothers and Barnum and Bailey Circus?" He was pretty sure that was still the name of the big one.
The call didn't go any better than his call to 911 a few days earlier. The guy he spoke to quickly pegged him as a nutbag. If he could get someone to come look at the thing, he was sure he could get rid of it, but how to get someone to come? Maybe he should pretend to be a potential big donor to SUNY Albany's biology department and request someone come to his house. The thing was, he didn't want to go anywhere near his house until the creature was hauled away.
How exactly would they haul it away? What would they do, cut a door in the glass with a chain saw and stick a cage in front of it? Maybe the FBI was the answer. Let them cordon off his house for a few months. At least they'd eventually take the thing away.
Cooper slid his phone into his pocket. Right now he wanted nothing more than to go to work and tear open envelope after envelope and inspect DVDs for scratches and cracks for the next eight hours. The idea of mindless activity was extremely appealing.
In the rear view mirror, Cooper spotted his double cruising along in midair, sitting on nothing, his right hand working an invisible steering wheel. Cooper jerked his own wheel just in time to avoid running onto the sidewalk. He pulled over, let his other self fly soundlessly past.
Cooper looked around at the five or six people on the sidewalk. None of them seemed to notice the guy whizzing by in an invisible car—more evidence that he was hallucinating. Of course he was hallucinating. Though it was such a vivid hallucination.
Cooper followed himself to work. His other self stepped out of the invisible car and headed inside. Cooper jogged to catch up, falling into step just behind himself, just to make absolutely certain no one else saw the double.
No one gave Cooper a second look as he passed.
His double took up residence at his station, a swivel seat at a desk on a factory floor filled with identical desks. Cooper hovered near the seat, not sure what to do as his double reached for the stacks of red envelopes, withdrew his hand holding nothing, and began opening a phantom envelope.
"Hey, Cooper." Tim Corcoran, his shift manager, gave him a friendly wave. It was his polite way of telling Cooper to get his ass in his chair and start processing envelopes. Cooper considered feigning illness, but he'd just walked in. He hovered a moment longer, then moved his chair two feet to the left so he wasn't sitting entirely in the same space as the other Cooper.
It was disconcerting when his fingers or part of his elbow disappeared whenever he accidentally brushed up against his double. The double was working with much more focus, going through three invisible envelopes for every two Cooper managed.
"Cooper, why are you sitting like that?" Cooper looked over his shoulder at Tim, standing with arms folded. He unfolded his arms long enough to direct Cooper to roll to his right. "It slows you down when you're not square in your station."
Struggling not to wince, Cooper slid over, merging into his double like two soap bubbles joining. His double paused from his work, lifted an invisible cup of coffee and took a sip, then got back to opening envelopes. With Tim hovering, Cooper got back to work as well. It felt like he had four arms; it was confusing, and caused him to fumble as he processed disk after disk.
At three minutes to twelve his double got up and headed to lunch. Cooper waited until he was gone, then followed suit. He prayed his double wasn't heading to the same restaurant as him. . . .
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We're a colorful caravan
on an epic journey:
wildebeest trekking across the
veldt, a throng of elegiac elk crossing the tundra. Well, OK, actually we're just some 600 cross country skiers in gaudy Lycra, rustling wind pants or wool, and the green pastures we seek really are a steamy high school gym
15 miles away on Craftsbury Common in Vermont. But there's no disputing that our trek through the snow-covered fields and forests between the rural
towns of Greensboro and Craftsbury is compelling, in a migratory sort of way.
Compelling too is the story behind this event, the Craftsbury Marathon Race and Tour. It's a tale of how the Craftsbury Outdoor Center almost single-handedly revived ski marathoning in New England, and of why this place in far northern Vermont has become a cross country ski shrine for everyone who loves to kick and glide or ski skate. But I'm getting ahead of myself.
If your image of marathoners is grim, frost-faced, lactic-acid-overloaded skiers, we don't exactly fit the picture. I'm cruising along at a relaxed pace, taking in myriad memorable views, such as the one I see the moment we emerge from a hardwood forest high on a Vermont hillside above the village of Craftsbury. Below is a bright red barn, a white farmhouse, rolling snow-covered hills and trees dusted with white. I stop briefly to admire the classic New England scene, and then slide down a glorious long hill to encounter a classic New England treat, a bowl of hearty split-pea soup, served with home-baked bread and cookies.
Not exactly your racer's on-the-fly Gatorade and power bar, but then this is not exactly your old-fashioned ski marathon. With about 400 others, I'm in a special "touring" class of folks lured by the idea of skiing point to point across some of New England's sweetest pastoral countryside. Instead of
experiencing hard grunts and the prospect of "hitting the wall," we're happy daytrippers on a scenic adventure fueled by
gourmet food stations, a
moveable feast of comings and goings, cocktail canapes on snow, a chatty garden party in the wilds.
The Craftsbury Outdoor Center has been sponsoring marathons for more than two decades despite the fickle whims of the snow gods, who've been capriciously cruel over many of those years. By the end of the 1990s, Craftsbury's 25k and 50k event was the last ski marathon still surviving in New England. It was drawing only about 150 racers, and putting on such an extensive -- and expensive -- event for such a small number was hardly cost effective.
In his small office in the old farmhouse where he oversees ski operations, Craftsbury Nordic Director John Brodhead thought hard on how to attract more skiers. As an enthusiastic proponent of the health benefits and outdoor pleasures of the Nordic lifestyle, putting skiers on snow in Craftsbury's beautiful hills is a passion as well as his livelihood. And as an avid ski racer, medalist at the World Master's Championships in Cross Country, and
perennial winner who beats folks half his age (58) in triathlons, Brodhead
wanted to keep marathoning alive. What kept coming to the fore in his
thoughts is the sense of fun, accomplishment and adventure that goes with
actually going someplace on skis, rather than going in circles or doing
"I had been lamenting the loss of the point-to-point marathons in the
Northeast for years, and complaining about it to no avail. So I finally
decided we might as well be the ones to do it," he explains.
Three years ago, despite the greatly increased logistical headaches of
shuttling participants via school buses, Brodhead decoded to can his two-lap
marathon and instead run the event on the lovely rolling terrain between
Highland Lodge, in nearby Greensboro, and Craftsbury. His stroke of genius
was to add a touring class so that families and skiers of all ages could
enjoy a safe, supported cross-country adventure. And for even more appeal,
he added gourmet food stops.
Bingo! The idea was an instant winner, and Craftsbury's concept of a
marathon tour has since expanded into a New England circuit that includes
the Great Glen to Bretton Woods event in New Hampshire, and one in Rangely,
Maine. Because of demand, this year's signup limit at Craftsbury has been
boosted from 600 to 800 skier/racers -- not bad for an event that hardly
was on the radar a few years ago.
It is not surprising that Craftsbury Outdoor Center was the agency to revive
the New England marathon. Since its founding in 1976, the center has been a
sort of nordic revival tent, dedicated to spreading the gospel of skinny
skis. Today it ranks with the Trapp Family Lodge and Jackson in New
Hampshire as one of those places where scenery, trails, impeccable grooming
and passion for the sport place bespeak top-of-the-line excellence.
With an 85 kilometer network, it has one of the largest trail systems in the
Northeast, and it is located in a well-known snow belt in the Northeastern
corner of Vermont. (A few years ago, when a sudden thaw wiped out trails in
Stowe, guess who offered to host the NCAAA nationals and pulled it off?
That's right, Craftsbury.) Unlike Stowe or Jackson, though, Craftsbury is
the middle of a lovely nowhere, far from major ski resort areas and the
common flow of tourists; it has had to carve its own unique path to success.
It was created out of the semi-rundown Cutler Academy, a private school that
closed its doors around 1970. The campus, two miles off the pavement on a
twisting gravel road above Big Hosmer Lake, had two weather-beaten
dormitory/classroom buildings, a rustic cafeteria, an old farmhouse and some
smaller buildings arrayed around a soccer field.
Seeing promise for the property required the rosiest of glasses, not to
mention abundant ambition. Enter Russell Spring., Russell was a
stockbroker from Stowe, looking for a new career. Where everyone else saw futility, the Springs saw a spectacular landscape that could be a four-season school for fitness fans,
with cross-country skiing in winter, sculling in summer on Hosmer Pond,
perhaps running and bird watching as well.
So Spring bought the place in 1976. Bringing in well-respected race
coaches and hiring a ski director, Spring rode the rising interest in Nordic skiing in the late 1970's and quickly put Craftsbury on the ski map with races, racing camps and training clinics, drawing many of the U.S. best athletes to its rustic surroundings.
Craftsbury rode the rising interest in Nordic skiing in the 1970s and
quickly put itself on the map with races, racing camps and training clinics.
It drew many of the best American athletes to its rustic home. It made up with enthusiasm and expertise what it lacked in creature comforts. Skiers stayed in funky old dormitory bunkrooms, sharing bathrooms and showers, and chowing down on hearty fare in a cafeteria that resembled something from old summer camps, but no one seemed to mind. Brodhead, who was hired to run the center's sports programs in1980, recalls skiers crashing in sleeping bags on the floor for $4 a night."
At 76 Brodhead continues to be active around the center, which now is run by
his son and daughter. He blithely jokes about racking up over $400,000 in
loss "carry-forwards" by the 1980s. Fortunately, Spring turned out to be a
patient investor. The debt is long since paid, and Cutler Academy students
would hardly recognize the old wooden dormitories. They have been remodeled
to provide cozy rooms and suites that, along with four nice cabins, now
accommodate 90 people. "This is what we wanted to do and by gum, we were
going to do it," says Spring.
One thing that hasn't changed over the years is that enthusiasm. All the ski
staff at the center have racing and athletic pedigrees, and that influences
the grooming, which is legendary.
Keith Woodard joins me and Brodhead as we're having a lunch of hearty corn
chowder, stromboli and fresh salad. The head groomer, Woodard has been
winning ski and running races and triathlons for decades; he has run the
grueling Mt. Washington Hill Climb 22 years in a row. He brings that same
intensity to making good trails. When no one else has decent skiing,
Craftsbury always seems able to provide it. Trails are all 14-feet wide and
are groomed daily for both classical and skating, and when cover is thin,
Woodard and his crew go out and "create trails out of nothing," says
Brodhead. They do it by scooping snow by hand from the woods.
Because 15 kilometers of trail are on Little and Big Hosmer Lakes,
Craftsbury often can offer early skiing on the frozen surface with only an
inch or two of snow. Until this year, when the center purchased a Pisten
Bully groomer and tiller, grooming was done mostly by snowmobile and yet
excellence was maintained. The center guarantees skiable snow from January
until Mid-March, and skiers usually vanish long before the snow disappears
in April. Though it now racks up some 10,000 skier visits a winter, trails
here never seem crowded because they disperse in several directions from the
touring center.
Last year one day, when my local forest trails were crusted and
life-threatening, I headed up to Craftsbury to find the trails perfect for a
blue klister binder with hard wax on top -- fast with great glide and kick,
and soft enough to easily set an edge and feel safely in control. Heading
out on my favorite trail, the 11.5k Ruthie's Run (rated difficult), I had
difficulty imagining how anyone could have doubted Russell Spring's
conviction that skiers would love it here. First you head down the meadow on
Elinor's Hill, a swooping "S" curve dropping past a hillside farm, then
along and gradually up for a kilometer through pretty glades that open to
wide sunny pastures. That's followed by a rollicking 2K roller coaster
downhill to the Black River and a frosted beaver swamp, then a winding
journey back to the center through woods and the hills at the Woodridge
Tennis Camp.
Set amid two lakes, spectacular open farm fields, frozen meadows, beaver
ponds and dark fir forests, Craftsbury's trails are a veritable New England
visual sampler. There's something for everyone, a mix of gentle rolling
trails for novices and challenge for intermediate skiers and experts.
Surrounding the center are easy novice and intermediate trails, such as the
pretty 3k Duck Pond Loop, the sheltered former soccer field where lessons
are given and two meadows where novices and intermediate skiers can test
their legs on short safe downhills.
For racers, hard-core skaters and serious skiers, Ruthie's and Sam's Runs
are perfect training loops. There are hills and gorgeous views aplenty on
the Grand Tour trail, which winds up and down from famed Craftsbury Common.
Over the years the extensive trail system has been refined to create easily
identified loops and clear trail intersection markings so newcomers don't
have to consult maps at every turn.
In addition to its suites, housekeeping cabins, and double rooms,
Craftsbury has a fitness room, sauna and several pleasant sitting rooms. The
setup is ideal for ski groups, clubs and extended families, as well as for
the 10 Elderhostel sessions Craftsbury offers each winter.
The center offers activities other than skiing, by the way. Along with full
ski rentals and lessons and pulks for kids, the Touring Center has ice
skates -- kids love the popular skating pond next to the center -- and
snowshoes for those who prefer bird watching or more leisurely trail
If you stay at Craftsbury, you'll find an eclectic mix of families, elders,
wool-clad tourers, hard-core hard charging lycra-bedecked racers, and
enthusiastic kids. Winter visitors tend to hail from urban southern New
England and places like Washington, D.C., and Pennsylvania. There also are
local skiers like me who call Craftsbury our "ski home away from home."
The inn thing goes hand in glove with cross-country skiing, of course, and
two excellent inns and several local B&Bs cater to those who want to get
cozy in an old New England setting rather than former dorm rooms.
Craftsbury's trails run past the elegant Inn on the Common and the homey
Craftsbury Inn in the village.
A few years ago, taking a look at the Center's success, some investors
approached the Spring family with grandiose and glitzy resort visions that
included a golf course and replacing all the old buildings with a modern
hotel. Russell Spring told them the place wasn't for sale. While he has
control, the Craftsbury Outdoor Center is going to stay the way it is, the way he made it, a perfect reflection of the unique character of Vermont's rural Northeast Kingdom.
For more information
Craftsbury Outdoor Center, P.O. Box 31, Craftsbury Common, VT. 05827.
800-729-7751, 802-586-7767, www.craftsbury.com.
Daily trail fee $14, $9 for 60 and over, $7 juniors (6-12). Center guests
ski free. Rentals $10, lessons $30, ski packages available. Rooms rates
$140-$208 D.O., include three meals daily; add 9 percent Vt. tax..
Andrew Nemethy is a travel writer who lives and skis in Adamant, Vt. He has
traveled widely in America and Europe to write about nordic skiing since he
got hooked on the sports at the Trapp Family Lodge in 1971.


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Every so often, we California voters do something that reverberates far beyond the state's borders.
We did it in 1978 when we approved Proposition 13, a property tax limit that heralded a so-called "tax revolt" in other states and helped Ronald Reagan win the presidency.
We did it in 1994 when we passed Proposition 187, a measure aimed at ending public benefits for illegal immigrants that touched off a fierce national debate despite being invalidated by the courts.
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The preliminary vote tally was scarcely completed before opponents of Proposition 8 filed new petitions asking the Supreme Court to void the measure as violative of basic human rights and/or as an illegal revision of the state constitution. The constitution says the initiative process can be used only to amend the constitution while more extensive revisions must come from the Legislature or a constitutional revision convention.
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Brown gave Proposition 8 an official ballot title and summary that the measure's sponsors believe was weighted against them and has since declared that same-sex marriages performed between the Supreme Court decision and Election Day remain valid. But as attorney general, he also has a duty to defend voter-approved measures in court, even those he opposes.
Gay-rights groups clearly hope the Supreme Court will take an opportunity to issue another decision that tilts their way, but to do so, Chief Justice Ron George and his colleagues would have to make quite a legal stretch, and if they did so, they'd be accused a second time of substituting their personal philosophies for the will of voters. Their first decision earlier this year overturned a statutory ballot measure that only marriages between men and women would be recognized, even as gay-marriage opponents were offering it to voters again as a constitutional amendment.
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May 8, 2008
EVANSTON, Ill. - The Indiana University women's tennis team arrived in the Evanston area Wednesday night to begin their 2008 trip to the NCAA Regionals, hosted by Northwestern University.
#30 Indiana (20-7, 8-2 Big Ten) drew the #39 Louisville Cardinals (16-7, 5-2 Big East) in the first round. That match is scheduled for Friday at 11 a.m. eastern time. Click here for live scoring of the event.
The Hoosiers began Thursday with a team breakfast at 8:30 a.m. that included hot items such as scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, oatmeal, as well as bagels, fruit and other assorted continental options. There were even "the best waffles we've had all year," according to athletic trainer Ben Henry.
Several minutes later the travel party hopped in the luxury bus for a late morning/early afternoon practice at the Vandy Christie Tennis Center, where the NCAA Regionals will be held. Following practice, several members of the team rested while others made a short trip to the local mall.
The night concluded with a 6 p.m. banquet held inside Northwestern's indoor tennis facility.
If the Hoosiers are to advance, they would play the winner of the #1 Northwestern (23-1, 10-0 Big Ten) vs. Illinois-Chicago (16-5, 10-0 Horizon) match. The second round match is set for Saturday, May 10 at 1 p.m. eastern time.
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That's a home game against Denver. We go there in Feb. Come on now. Don't make us look bad.
I like what I have read and seen from Jamal. But rafters? He's 31, hasn't played for us yet and is on basically a one year deal...and he comes off the bench. Even if he plays well for us for the next 5 years it will be hard to put his jersey up there. My hope is Felton is up there! That would mean we are really in business!
i know that the spurs are battling the bulls for homecourt if they meet in the finals, but with that roster of relics, it seems pretty reasonable, and would seem rather irresponsible if pops was playing Timmay and co, considering their age. Also they have the playoff experience, the Grizz do not.
as woof points out, huge difference resting starters when you have the seed locked as SA does. No team fighting for a playoff spot is RESTING players right now. Can you name one?
Dampier anyone?
got a picture? how about a description? ethnicity? anything?
I'd really like to see LaMarcus dominate Jeff Green tonight. Get low position wouldya kid. Nenads gonna leave ya alone.
I can appreciate this kinda jab. why people are not more creative in their poo slinging I don't know. Most of the time it's just boring to read Duck and Beaver fans go at each other. Doesn't say much for the State's witty intilect.
"I'm happy when I'm on the the court" x2 struck me as odd to say that twice...as in meaning "I'm not happy off the court"
where's the sketch? why don't ya post it?
So obvious that the ppd needs an overhaul. Just because someone feels like dying doesn't mean we should kill them, it means they need help. Would have been nice to see this resolved a different way, though it wouldn't have made the news. Fail
sorry about him ^
as long as you're not hunting goose or duck, I'm sure the airport would be fine with that......
then lets saddle up for Denver!
if you still got that poster, you could probably get it signed for a few bucks. To better days Billy Ray!
the marine was white, his wife was black. actually a significant difference, as it would have been a hate crime if it were the other way around. Joe Rudolph was the instigator there and was a complete thug and morron. Wheat-Brown was a bit more mild mannered, but very much involved. All in all, such a dangerous mix, bringing in guys that grew up in Compton to Corvallis and expecting them not to have problems with the community, and the community not to have problems with them. Riley really has done a great job getting the program on track, on and off the field. Most of those troubled players were from the Erickson era.
If we as a society are going to deamonize such activities then we should step up to the plate and take responsibility here. Really, is it fare to expect anything less from teens? This seems pretty normal to me...no malicious intent reported. Sounds kinda fun actually.


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Much has been said recently about NFL players squandering away their hefty salaries and going broke. A 2009 Sports Illustrated report asserted that within two years of retiring, 78% of NFL players face financial stress. This number and the subsequent investigations and stories into what causes so many NFL players to hit financial rock bottom are alarming. However, they do not paint the entire picture. Rather, the entire picture is one that captures young men climbing the ranks of the NFL and into financial security by making wise investment decisions, partnering with sound advisors and ultimately, recognizing that they must plan financially for life after football. The following is the story of three NFL players who made calculated decisions to ensure their financial security after the game ended.
The Pro Bowl Retiree
At the age of ten, Rod Smith sat in front of his television watching an episode of "Where Are They Now?" on HBO. At the time, Smith didn't recognize the impact that the scene being portrayed on the television screen would have on his financial success. "There was a guy on the show who played in the NFL and then became homeless. At that point in my life, I was watching every NFL game and also playing football. When I saw that, I thought, 'when I get into the NFL, there is no way I'm going broke,'" a retired Smith said on an October afternoon.
Fourteen years after watching that HBO documentary, Smith finished an impressive collegiate career at Missouri Southern State University. There, he completed three degrees in business, economics and finance, and marketing and management. Smith also excelled on the gridiron, going so far as being named a finalist for Division II's version of the Heisman Trophy. Yet, when the final name in the 1994 NFL draft was called, Smith's name was not announced. Thus, it was without any bells, whistles, glitz or glamour, that Smith's three-time Pro Bowl appearance and 14-year NFL career began. This beginning would foreshadow the way in which Smith secured his financial stability.
Although he was not drafted, Smith signed with the New England Patriots in 1994. The team released him prior to the season, but he was thereafter signed to the Denver Broncos' practice squad. "I didn't get drafted, so that helped me build financial stability. I had a chance to be in the NFL, but not a chance to be in the NFL lifestyle, because I didn't have the income for it." Smith notes that one way young NFL players get into financial trouble is by attempting to keep up with the financial luxuries of other players in the locker room. "I didn't come into the NFL with money. I started on the practice squad making $60,000 my first year. It was a whole lot of money to me, but nothing in comparison to the lifestyle of the guys I was around in the locker room. I was making $3,000 a week and people around me were making $100,000 per week. You could get caught up in that," Smith said.
As the size of his contract grew during the course his career, Smith remained relatively frugal. He cites this frugality as the basis for his current financial stability six years into his retirement from the NFL. "The most luxurious thing I bought was my house. I wasn't a big jewelry or car guy. I don't have Ferraris and Bentleys. I had a motto that I lived by, 'There are two places I want to look good at: home and practice.' Most guys get caught up in looking good on the streets. If you have to show people you have money, you're not rich," Smith said.
Ultimately though, it was that fear instilled in Smith as a ten-year-old boy watching the life of an NFL hero unravel on a TV screen that drove him to ensure his post-NFL financial security. "I snuck up on my locker for 14 years. I saw them fire people, and when they did, the first thing they did was take their name off of the locker and put their stuff in a trash bag. That was my fear. For 14 years, I walked up to my locker, saw my name and thought, 'I have one more day.' I was always in fear that one day they were going to decide I wasn't good enough. I took advantage of everyday and went to work," Smith recalled.
The tangible fear within Smith led him to push himself during and outside of practice to become the best football player he could be. "During the off-season, we got paid up to $100 to workout. I would have endorsement deals, where people would pay me $10,000 to do an autograph signing. I wouldn't go to the signing, and they'd say I was crazy. I said if I went to offseason workouts and did what I was supposed to do, I'd make millions," Smith noted. Smith asserts that a similar work ethic is lacking in the league today. "You have these guys who call themselves celebrities now. They are not professional football players. As soon as the reality show is over, real life hits, your career is over and you are broke. If you look down and there aren't cleats on your feet, that's a problem."
In retirement, Smith continues a practice he began in the Broncos locker room when Mike Shanahan was coaching, of mentoring younger players about financial responsibility. "I appreciate Shanahan, because he let me teach a financial class to the rookies. Nobody was teaching me these principles. I learned them from watching people," Smith explained. Ultimately though, Smith credits the fear put in him by that HBO documentary for his financial success. "I was always in fear. That fear made me a little more conservative. That fear has me here five years later, living the way I want to live. My lifestyle hasn't gone down at all. It's actually getting better because of some of the things I've done outside of football."
The First Round Pick Veteran
The sixth name called in the 2006 NFL draft belonged to Vernon Davis. At the age of 22, his first NFL contract for $23 million over five-years made Davis the highest paid tight end in the league. Coming quickly into fame and fortune, Davis soon realized that he needed to rely upon the insight of trusted individuals in order to secure his financial stability. "When I first entered the NFL, I wasn't prepared. I didn't know what to do. I was kind of lost. I needed guidance and I didn't know who to trust. The only people I had were my financial guy at the time and my grandmother. She was always in the mix as far as giving me advice and wisdom," Davis explained.
Although his grandmother continues to mentor him and provide wisdom, these days Davis receives business and financial guidance from another well-respected business man: Magic Johnson. "I met Magic through a friend of mine. I got in touch with him, set up a meeting and went in to learn how he was operating everything. From Magic, I learned that you have to have experts at every position–no matter what it is–to be successful," Davis said. Davis followed Johnson's advice and notes that these days, his business lawyer and business advisor "oversee everything" that he does. Davis also notes the importance of NFL players taking an active role in ensuring that their advisors are zealously representing their interests. "It's amazing when you challenge someone, what they do for you. I'm on my second agent. I fired my first one, because he wasn't doing enough for me. Agents can do more than negotiate your contract. What happens, though, is agents get lazy and know that these athletes don't remember things like that and they take advantage of them. You have to really stay on people and challenge them to do the most for you," Davis said.
Davis' financial mentor Magic Johnson also instilled within him the importance of not putting all of his eggs into one basket. "The craziest thing I've seen a player do, is invest over $500,000 into one thing. For football players, your career is too short. You don't have time for that and you don't want to put all of your money into one basket like that, where you cannot access it easily if you need it. Guys are getting in too deep with financial guys who let them think it's o.k. to put all of their eggs into one basket," Davis noted.
To diversify his investments, Davis has pursued numerous relatively low-risk business ventures. He owns two Jamba Juice franchises in northern California, one of which will be located near the San Francisco 49ers new stadium. Additionally, he utilizes his studio art major through running an art studio featuring his own artwork and an interior design company that was his brainchild when his younger brother, Vontae, was drafted by the Miami Dolphins. "About five years ago, I met a young man, and went to his house. I saw that he decorated his own house. At the time my little brother was getting drafted. I said I needed someone to decorate his house. Since I knew him, and he didn't know the business, I knew he wouldn't take advantage of me. He did it and did a terrific job. After he finished, he did two of my brothers' teammates' houses. I saw an opportunity and said that we needed to start something up together," Davis explained. Davis has high expectations for his interior design company. "My goal is to not just market it to NFL players, but NBA and MLB players and business people as well. The next time you call me, it's going to be to talk about my clientele!" he joked.
Davis has found financial success throughout his career due in part to his personal motivation and reliance upon his elders' wisdom. He notes that younger NFL players can similarly secure their financial stability by listening to the wisdom of others. "As a young athlete coming out of college, you don't want to hear about the different and safe ways you can invest your money. You're more concerned about your life—the women, clubs and who knows who. You are concerned about the wrong things instead of the right things. That's the thing that is sad about this. The young guys don't want to take the time to learn about how they should be investing their money."
The Player-Turned-Agent
After a highlight-filled collegiate playing career at Penn State, Chafie Fields spent three-years in the NFL. When his playing career ended in 2002, Fields' agent at the time and his mother had conversations about what they thought he should do next. Ultimately, Fields' agent hired him to help recruit players to the agency. After entering the business and seeing how some agents treated their clients, Fields realized he found his calling: becoming an agent. "An individual I played with in San Francisco called me and asked who my agent was. I told him and asked what was going on. He broke down crying. He said he received a bill from his agent, but hadn't spoke to him in a year. He had surgery on his knee, and the agent never asked how we was doing, but sent him a bill." This struck a nerve in Fields. "I learned that it happens quite often, that a lot of these young men are just taken advantage of. What happens to them at the end is of no interest to many of the individuals who work with them and for them."
To Fields, how an NFL player secures his financial success is simple: "It starts with surrounding himself with people who actually care about him and has his best interests at heart." However, Fields explains that this is easier said than done. "A lot of times, these young men get caught up in a web of people—whether that be family or service providers—agents, financial planners, whatever the case may be—who are in their respective business for the wrong reasons. These young men go to these people for guidance and with the faith that they're going to help them and guide them in the right directions, but their motives aren't in the right place."
How then, does an NFL player know if he is surrounding himself with the right people? "All the information players need is out there and available if they look for it. They don't, though. They make their decisions based on the wrong reasons. They aren't basing them on what a person may be able to do for them or help them with. More times than not, they base it on what they can get from this person at a particular time. These service providers are like scavengers. They can seduce these young men who are mostly from situations where there is not a lot of income or money. If they offer these people X amount of dollars, chances are they're going to jump on the opportunity and take it." Fields issues this warning, "The sad thing is most of them don't find out until it's too late. These people come into their lives and offer them the world."
Stories of NFL players going broke will continue to persist, so long as the world is at their fingertips. The truth remains, though, that by seeking out sound investment advice, surrounding themselves with legitimate advisors and realizing that NFL careers and the associated paychecks do not last forever, there is no reason for any NFL player to go broke.


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$7 million will move Tampa's historic "Bro Bowl" skate park to other side of park
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A $7 million project moving a historic skate bowl about 200 feet from one side of a park to another was approved by Tampa City Council Thursday. The "Bro Bowl" has been around since the 1970s and its users fought to save it by getting historic designation for the graffiti-laden concrete bowl. Now, through an expensive compromise, the city will build skaters a new park.
The project is expected to be completed sometime next fall. Contractors will break ground on Perry Harvey Sr. Park as soon as September of this year.
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Why do computers have typewriter keyboards and look like televisions? Where did the idea of networks come from, and why are they shaped the way they are? Why should we take digital aesthetics seriously? These questions and many more lead from a discussion of the historical formation of digital culture and its impact on contemporary life.
Digital Aesthetics looks beyond the computer culture that we have, the book asks what kind of culture we might or should have. The question of digital aesthetics is also a question about the future. Crucially it is a question that goes beyond design issues and taste and leads to the issue of digital ethics.
This is the book to investigate the aesthetic nature and purposes of computer culture in the contemporary world. It casts a cool eye on the claims of cybertopians, tracing the globalization of the new medium and enquiring into its effects on subjectivity and sociality. Drawing on historical scholarship, philosophical aesthetics and the literature of cyberculture, the author argues for a genuine democracy beyond the limitations of the free market and the global corporation. Digital arts are identified as having a vital part to play in this process. Written in a balanced and penetrating style, the book both conveniently summarizes a huge body of literature and sets a new agenda for research and theory.
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In chapter nine of the Lilienfeld text, titled "Intelligence and IQ Testing," it discusses racial differences in IQ scores. For starters, IQ stands for intelligence quotient and is defined as a systematic mean of quantifying differences among people in their intelligence. Studies have proven that the average IQ score does indeed differ among races, for an example, Asians score higher than Caucasians and Caucasians score higher than African Americans and Hispanics. However, it is emphasized that this does not necessarily imply genetic differences in intelligence or learning potential. There are many factors that go into somebody's intelligence level, including environmental and cultural influences.
I think that this particular topic caught my attention because I am half Asian and I have been stereotyped under these circumstances. During high school, many of my peers assumed that I had a higher intelligence level because of my ethnicity and thought that the pure Asians obtained an even higher level of intelligence. Although this could remain true in some cases, it is very wrong and inaccurate to make the assumption about every Asian. I believe that all ethnicities have the opportunity to flourish and develop high intelligence, but that some may have greater success because of their culture or environment. For an example, the Asian culture has always highly valued education and emphasizes it at a young age, and this could be why some may believe that all Asians are born smart. I think that this concept is important because many believe that Asians have some sort of advantage over other races, when that is not necessarily true.
I know some families where all the children are intelligent so I am still wondering if intelligence is genetically influenced at all? Are certain people born with more potential to develop a higher intelligence than others? When you're younger, what can be done to help obtain a higher intelligence? Are IQ tests ever looked at when someone is getting hired for a job?
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