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Jmas Fan Fiction
Title: The Fire Inside
Status: Complete
Author: Jmas
Category: h/c, angst, 1st person (lots of persons)
Rating: PG (possibly PG-13, mature theme).
Archive: Stargate Fan, Heliopolis, Belle
Disclaimer de officiale: Characters are property of MGM,
etc. I have other means of making money, so I don't need
yours...(lesser gifts are gladly accepted).
Summary: The events of "Into the Fire" were only
the tip of the virtual iceberg. My answer to Daniel's strange
Spoilers: Into the Fire, Out of Mind, Hathor
Author's Notes: Taking Yum@'s advice to take things a step
This is only my second published fic ( " Dammit, Daniel" being
the first.) I lay claim to a warped sense of humor and
an insane need to discover the things that make people
tick...so be warned. But if I take them apart, I always
try to put them back together again in mostly the same
Chapter 1: Janet
SG-1 sure cut it closely this time. Gone for over three
weeks, feared dead then reported prisoners of Hathor, the
hastily assembled rescue party (so wonderfully willing to
go in after their comrades and friends---so many of them
gone now), Teal'c's disappearance and later General Hammond's
covert personal mission when he could no longer provide support
for his stranded teams. They certainly pulled another one
out of the fire this time...
As I watch my two unwilling patients and the other two members
of SG-1, I sigh deeply in relief. As a military doctor, I
knew my job would entail the repair of a lot of damaged bodies.
What I never expected was that the bodies damaged the most
would become my dearest friends, as well as surrogate aunt
and uncles to my adopted daughter, Cassandra.
I have to laugh now at the sight of Colonel Jack O'Neill
looking pale and uncomfortable in his standard issue infirmary
gown trying to get Teal'c to retell the story of 'threading
the needle' and General Hammond's 'Texas battle cry'. while
simultaneously trying to keep an eye on my other bed-ridden
patient, (who else) Daniel Jackson.
Physically, Daniel is going to be fine; cuts, bruises and
of course the deep laceration which required some major stitching
on my part, thank you...and provided a plausible reason to
keep him in the infirmary. My other reason...and I can see
that Jack is aware of it, too...is that ever since their
return, Daniel has been far too quiet and more than usually
preoccupied. After assuring himself that Jack really was
Jack, he seemed to fold in upon himself and had barely responded
to anything since.
Sam's brought coffee and is passing it out to everyone.
As she leans over to give Jack his, I see the small bandage
on her right temple...a bandage they all share. When I was
dressing the small circular wounds, Jack had cheerfully joked
that now they would all have matching scars...a kind of SG-1
birthmark. Not forgetting for a moment of course how they
got those wounds, it seems entirely appropriate that this
particular team should have something to signify just how
tightly-knit a family they are.
Such an unlikely group to be so close...A wise-cracking,
militaristic mother-hen, a tender-hearted, military brat
with a Ph.D., an alien warrior with an overly-developed sense
of honor and a heart of gold, and a too-intelligent and far
too-sensitive-for-his-own-good walking time bomb. Ahh, yes,
definitely on a short fuse and ready to go off...
As I look away from the bomb in question, I see Jack staring
back at me. His mother-hen instincts are in over-drive. Very
little escapes his notice when it comes to Daniel....
Chapter 2: Jack
God, I'm tired...
I can't remember being this tired since....well for a long
time anyway. Just the same, I'm in no hurry at all to go
to sleep. If it hadn't been for that Tok'ra spy...
I shiver a little a that particular memory and look around
to see if anybody's noticed. I've got a rep to protect, you
Carter's still passing out coffee and talking to Teal'c
about that weird machine he flew out of the stargate, Doc's
checking out somebody's chart and Daniel's...just not with
us. His steaming coffee is still sitting on the bedside table
untouched. That fact alone bugs me. Daniel's obsession with
coffee is an SGC legend and after nearly a month without
any, he should be embracing it like a long lost friend. Instead
he just lays there looking at us like he knows we're here,
but it's just too much of an effort to come out and play.
Hey, I know he's been through a lot, we all have, but Danny's
usual M.O. in dealing with the rough stuff is to either talk
our ears off or to beg Janet to let him go back to work so
he can get too busy to think. I can see Doc's noticed it,
too...there's more going on here than just a leg wound and
a couple of weeks in a deep freeze.
Some of what happened while we were...gone is, thankfully,
a blur, but a couple of things stand out. Like Daniel's face
when we woke him up in that pseudo-future SGC; the mixture
of relief and pain told me better than any words could that
he had grieved the loss.
Hell, I did, too.
I remember all to well what he said to that bitch when she
tried to remind him of all they'd 'shared'. I really try
not to. And how he'd raised his hands in a gesture so Daniel-like
that I almost laughed right there. But then I saw the pain
and the fear in his eye and something ..else...that made
my blood run cold and all I wanted to do right then was grab
Daniel and Carter and get the hell out of Dodge.
Of course, since running wasn't an option I decided to run
my mouth off instead which earned me a Goa'uld-sized pain
in the neck and a trip back to the frozen food section...
Doc decides we've had enough for one evening and proceeds
to kick Carter and Teal'c out so her 'patients' can get some
rest. I look over at Daniel to make some sort of comment
and there it is again...that 'look'.
"Daniel!" I say it in my best C.O. tone.
He seems to snap out of it and looks up at me.
"Jack? What's the matter? You okay?"
Am I okay?
"Yeah, how 'bout you?'
" 'kay, tired..." Suiting words to action he curls
up and seems to sleep.
What in the hell is going on underneath that weird haircut?
I wait until I hear his breathing even out and tow my I.V.
friend along with me to Janet's office. I need help if I'm
gonna figure this one out.
Chapter 3: Janet
I knew he'd come as soon as Daniel was asleep and sure enough
I hear the mobile I.V. wheels scooting along the linoleum
floor long before the knock at my office door. I've had the
cleaned-up version, now I want to hear the details behind
the story that didn't make it into the official report.
Jack comes in and sits down as nonchalantly as one can in
a backless hospital gown. I really shouldn't be letting him
out of bed this soon; he's still very dehydrated, not to
mention bruised and contused. But, like I said, when it comes
to Daniel...Jack will do anything to help.
I used to think it was a guilt thing, but after all this
time, seeing how they are with each other; I think their
relationship is born of equal parts of friendship, respect
and loyalty. Just like a good family should be. And when
one of your family is hurting, you don't just sit back and
let it fester. Take it from a mother who knows.
Jack starts by telling me all of the events surrounding
the Hathor 'reunion' and the look in Daniel's eyes when he
saw her again. Nobody could blame Daniel for being afraid
of that...witch, but what could have affected him so deeply
that he still can't let go of it now that he's safely home
and Hathor, as Jack puts it, is safely freeze-dried.
Jack shakes his head, I can see he's really disturbed by
this. There's nothing wrong with Jack's Daniel-radar.
We just don't know what is going on inside Daniel's head
and won't until he's ready to open up. One thing I do know...when
he's ready, it will be his family he tells it to, not some
imported shrink.
For all his usual volubility, Daniel is extremely close-mouthed
when it comes to discussing all things personal. Without
a doubt, Jack O'Neill knows more about Daniel Jackson than
anyone...on Earth at any rate.
"Jack," I say, hoping he'll catch on and I won't
have to explain." What SG-1 needs is a vacation."
He looks at me in confusion at first. He really is tired!
Then a slow smile as understanding dawns.
"Y'know, you may be right."
Chapter 4: General Hammond
After Colonel O'Neill and Doctor Frasier explained the situation,
I was only too happy to go along with their plan. Hell, I
was going to give them time off anyway...that team's been
through the wringer lately and God knows they deserve it.
Now after hearing their concerns about Dr. Jackson, I feel
compelled to offer my own contribution to their efforts and
hand over the keys to my little sanctuary up north, O'Neill
takes them with a grateful smile and a look of what might
be called shock. I'm not that much of a hard-ass, am I?
Don't answer that, George.
Over the past 2 years, SG-1 has run the gamut as far as
duty, stress and emotional upheaval are concerned...Any fool
could see that and Mother Hammond didn't raise any fools.
I don't even want to think how close we came to losing SG-1
on this one. For the first time in my very long career, I'm
involved in a duty that is more than just duty...it's a commitment.
And SG-1 is one of the tightest and most strongly committed
teams I have ever served with.
From the first time I met them, long before they ever suspected,
I knew there was something special about this particular
group of people.
O'Neill; military up one side and down the other, but with
an ever-vigilant sense of what is right and an extreme loyalty
to his team.
Carter; I've watched her grow from a runny-nosed kid on
a military base to a fine officer and a premier scientist
in her field.
Teal'c; the stoic, steady presence with carefully hidden
passions when it comes to his family, his friends and the
freedom of his people.
And, of course, Dr. Jackson; scholar, humanitarian, sometimes
like a fish out of water among us military types, but a young
man who has earned my respect on more than one occasion with
his courage, high ideals and passionate opinions.
No, I don't mind if people think I've gone a little soft
where SG-1 is concerned. Besides, by thunder, I'm a Major
General, who's going to say it to my face?
Chapter 5: Daniel
I'm just so tired....
I try to keep those thoughts away, but they keep coming
If I let my guard down...
I know they're all worrying about me and I'm trying to act
halfway normal, but I know Jack's seeing right past it.
What's all that about a 'vacation'? I don't want to get
away from it all...as if I could... I just want to get back
to work and try to push this stuff out of my head, but I
know Jack, he's not going to let me off on this one...
I'm can't Jack...don't you see that?
Sooner or later this is going to break and I don't want
to drag you guys down with me.....
Chapter 6: Sam
I have to admit I was more than a little shocked when the
colonel brought up this vacation idea. Two weeks? It's unheard
of! True we've been through a lot lately, but we've also
been gone from SGC for nearly a month now counting the days
the colonel and Daniel spent in the infirmary.
The mathematician in me tries to take over and calculate
the hours, but as we round the last bend before reaching
General Hammond's cabin, I tell the mathematician to just
shut up...I am on vacation.
It's truly a marvelous sight. A lovely A-frame cabin nestled
among the firs adjacent to a small lake and all of it overlooking
a glorious view of the northern Rockies. I wonder how the
General afforded something like this on a military salary?
The Colonel---Jack-- insisted on driving the latest in his
long line of Jeep's, this one is in slightly better condition
than the last, but unfortunately without any heat. As we'd
gotten further into the mountains, I'd pulled some blankets
out of the back for Daniel and me.
Since Teal'c had claimed shotgun, as usual, Daniel and I
had gotten relegated to the back seat, as usual. Daniel had
opened his eyes long enough to thank me with a small smile
and then drifted back off to sleep...or wherever it is his
mind keeps taking him off to.
This thing has got us all concerned. I saw the looks between
Janet and the Colonel that first night in the infirmary and
I'm still catching Teal'c on his usual silent guard, not
caring if anyone sees him.
I also saw the look in Daniel's eyes when Hathor stood there
taunting us in that fake Gate room. It seems to me that Daniel's
quietness started then. Several times in those Tok'ra tunnels
I looked over at Daniel only to see that glazed, distracted
expression that, at the time, I'd chalked up to shock, blood
loss and concern for the Colonel. But now I can't shake the
feeling that there's a lot more to it than any of us could
have guessed.
My thoughts are interrupted as the Colonel pulls to a not-so-gentle
stop (he even drives like a flyboy) in front of the cabin.
Daniel is jolted awake and stares around him for a moment
in confusion before realizing where he is.
I grab our blankets off and notice that Daniel is still
shivering even after several hours under them. As the Colonel
opens Daniel's door to help him out, I see that he notices
it, too.
"C'mon, Danny-boy, let's all get inside before we freeze
to death..."
Daniel nods distractedly and climbs out slowly, grabbing
for his ever-present bag of books and pulling it over his
shoulder, as Jack hands him his crutches off the luggage
Teal'c and I start unloading the rest as the Colonel grabs
a couple of bags and walks up the long stairway with Daniel,
grumbling as he sorts out the right key.
By the time Teal'c and I stumble in with the rest of our
stuff, the Colonel has Daniel firmly planted on one of the
ample sofas under a blanket...How he managed that so quickly
I'll never know. Daniel's usually so self-reliant and doesn't
generally take kindly to Jack's mothering. That he'd submit
so readily to it now tells me more about his state of mind
than anything else could.
While the Colonel lays a fire, I take the opportunity to
check the place out. the cabin is rustic, but with all the
modern conveniences unobtrusively added. A high, vaulted
ceiling and huge south-facing windows give a feeling of melding
with the snow-capped mountains all around us.
The Colonel...being the Colonel (even off duty he can't
help taking charge) designates the room assignments; Teal'c
and I get the two upstairs bedrooms, he and Daniel get the
two downstairs. I can see his reasoning in this, so I only
argue a little bit for the sake of my reputation as we carry
the bags to their respective destinations.
Chapter 7: Teal'c
I am extremely concerned about Daniel Jackson.
My Tau'ri friends have suffered much in the time that I
have known them. Daniel Jackson is no exception, but he has
always faced his difficulties with courage and honor at times
when even a Jaffa warrior might have cringed. I had never
thought to see him do completely distance himself from the
support of our adopted 'family'.
It is as if he is engaged in a battle for his very being
and I fear that all we can do is wait and be prepared to
assist him should he require it.
O'Neill has prepared food and a pot of that 'coffee' the
Tau'ri seem unable to function fully without. As Captain
Carter readies the table, I notice that Daniel Jackson is
watching them both with an extremely...forlorn...look in
his eyes.
He reminds me suddenly of my own son, R'yac, when he was
very small and received his first serious injury after falling
from a tree. R'yac had been extremely affronted by the tree
and the force of gravity that had caused him to hit the ground
so hard. After I had explained these facts to him, he seemed
to feel distrustful of his previously secure world.
Of course, as with all children, it hadn't lasted long....
O'Neill calls out that 'chow' is on, undoubtedly another
idiom from his abundant supply. I move to assist Daniel Jackson,
but O'Neill shakes his head quickly and I turn away.
Chapter 8: Jack
"C'mon, Danny, time to eat. It's been a long time since
Which you didn't eat either, I almost say, but catch myself
in time.
If anything the kid looks worse now than before. Dark shadows
stand out under his eyes and I can tell he's lost a lot of
weight since we stepped through that 'gate almost a month
ago...not that he had much to spare in the first place.
Switching tactics, I prop him up on the pillows and hand
him his coffee, which I've sweetened up quite a bit. He'll
hate it, but at least it'll get some calories into him. To
my surprise, he actually takes it and sips...not even reacting
to my little additive. I notice his hands are still shaking.
He can't still be cold, the fire's roaring not 10 feet away.
I look back in time to see it...As he stares into the flames
the 'look' is there again, but somehow deeper and more disturbed...and
disturbing. Whatever is going on inside that agile mind of
his...I don't think he's winning.
I put my hand on his shoulder and squeeze it a little and
he jumps, startled back from wherever he's been. He ducks
his head and says, "Sorry," in a voice I can barely
hear. It's like talking is a monumental effort.
"C'mon, Danny, You've got to try at least a little
of this, okay?" I'm trying the cajoling tone I used
to use with Charlie when some illness had robbed him of his
Daniel nods his head a little and reaches out to put his
coffee cup on the table. His hands are actually trembling.
This isn't just from the cold.
I put the tray on his lap and hand him the fork in my best
headwaiter imitation and order, "Eat."
He picks at the plate, more to please me, I think, than
because he really wants to. He actually swallows a few bites
before painfully admitting, "Sorry, Jack...I just can't..."
As he lays his head back on the pillow, I tell him it's
okay. But it's not. I cover him back up and take the tray
Chapter 9: Sam
When the Colonel comes back into the kitchen, I can see
from his expression and the nearly full plate that he wasn't
very successful. He confirms this, saying, " Barely
a few bites. Says he can't eat..."
I can see the concern and a touch of fear in the Colonel's
eyes. He puts the tray on the counter and sits down with
us, his back to the wall giving him a clear view of Daniel.
" What do you think it is, Sir?" I ask quietly.
Shaking his head and running his hands through his silvering
hair, he says, "I dunno, Sam. Whatever it is it started
when Hathor touched him..."
"Do you think she may still have had a mental connection
with him?" Teal'c asks.
The Colonel shakes his head again. "I don't think so,
at least it didn't seem like it. For now we just take it
nice and easy, if that doesn't work..." he trails off
in frustration. It isn't often I see the Colonel at a loss
for words...or a plan of action.
"Then we will try something else," Teal'c states
assuredly. "We will not fail Daniel Jackson."
And that just about says it all, doesn't it?
Chapter 10: Daniel
I know I shouldn't be giving in to this now....
Jack's been through hell, he looks so worried...
I'm sorry, Jack---again. Seems like I'm always apologizing
to you for something.....
But I'm so close to remembering....
And so afraid to......
Chapter 11: Jack
Waking up with a start, it takes me a moment to realize
that I actually did hear Daniel's voice. Then I hear it again,
a low sad note calling out my name. I'm on my feet before
the sound fades.
As I step quietly into Daniel's room, I can see that he's
sitting up in the bed, still in his T-shirt and jeans, rocking
back and forth with his head down and his arms wrapped around
his legs. Even in the dim light, I can see that his hair
and his shirt are soaked with sweat.
His head shoots up and he looks at me that lost, desperate
look I haven't seen since he first realized Shau'ri was gone.
"God, Jack," he breathes. "I'm so close....if
He starts rocking again and I absently rub at his tense,
trembling shoulder as I try to draw him out.
"If only what, Danny?"
With his head down like that, it's hard to hear the already
small, weak voice, "Remember...."
"Remember what?" I wonder, more confused than
"Have to remember, Jack....don't want to...so close....." He
rambles on about 'remembering' and being afraid to, until
I finally realize that he's caught up in it...a kind of waking
nightmare. I shake him, gently at first, then with a little
more force.
He literally jumps back, barely catching himself before
he can fall off the bed.
He looks so completely disoriented that I start to get angry.
Angry with him, angry with whatever this is, angry with myself
for not being able to help him...
"Christ, Daniel, what the hell is going on?"
He rubs his hands across his face, "I don't know....I
don't know...I don't know..." He repeats it like a moan,
then looks at me again with eyes blazing and intent. "It's
just....I have to remember, Jack....I tried so hard not to
...but I have to, don't you see?"
No. I don't see...what I see is my best friend falling apart
in front of me.
But he looks so desperate for me to understand that I nod
my head anyway and try to get him to lay back down. He tries
to fight it but doesn't have the strength right now to argue
with me.
"Can't sleep, Jack" he mumbles as his eyes close. "I
have to figure this out...I'm so sorry, Jack..." He
trails off repeating that he's sorry until his voice just
kind of fades away.
I sit there awhile brushing back the damp...short...hair,
hoping it will somehow ease him back into sleep. I can't
help but wonder just what it is that he has to remember.
And why the thought of remembering it has him so obviously
God, what a regular nanny goat I'm turning out to be....
Chapter 12: Sam
Daniel looks a little more alert this morning, he's actually
stirring around on his own.
I heard him call for the colonel last night. I stepped out
of my bedroom at just about the same time Teal'c did. We
both listened for a moment just to be sure we weren't needed
and then silently agreed that Daniel needed his best friend
right then, not an audience.
As Daniel hobbles his way to the table on one crutch, trying
not to upset the coffee cup in his hand, he gives me a small,
hesitant smile and a quiet, "Morning."
He looks like hell, but at least he's making an effort at
functioning, which is, I guess, a kind of progress. As he
sits there apparently intent on his coffee, I notice the
tremor in his hands and the way he's using both of them to
steady the cup so he can drink.
Working around the lump in my throat, I decide to take the
cheery approach, "So, are you hungry?"
He starts to shake his head, but my hopefulness must be
showing and he shrugs. "Maybe...toast?"
Not the best choice in the world, but I'm not arguing. I
set to work quickly and put it down in front of him before
he can change his mind.
As he picks at the edges of the toast, he asks, "Where's
everybody at?"
I smile at that and announce that the colonel is giving
Teal'c an Earth-style fishing lesson.
Daniel actually smiles back and says quietly, " That's
one I've got to see," as he levers himself up, leaving
his breakfast practically untouched.
I can't not say it, "Daniel, you have to eat!"
He looks at me with that sweet, little-boy-lost expression
which usually makes me just want to kill him, and says, " I
just...can't right now...okay?"
I start to protest, but the look does the trick this time
and I bite down on it as he limps his way out the door. The
last thing he needs right now is another conflict.
Chapter 13: Teal'c
I do not understand this...fishing.
Why would one wish to catch an aquatic life form with a
barbed hook upon which one has impaled an arthropod...in
essence feeding the fish and piercing it's mouth before capture...only
to remove the hook and return the wounded creature to the
water because it is "too small, too big, too ugly or
to beautiful" to consume?
And O'Neill calls the Goa'uld barbarians?
As O'Neill launches into another of his oblique monologues
on the "joys of fishing," I notice Daniel Jackson
awkwardly descending the steps toward our position. I bring
O'Neill's attention to this as unobtrusively as possible
and he nods to me in understanding.
Daniel Jackson looks decidedly unwell, but it is very...gratifying
to see him engaging in battle against whatever it is that
disturbs him.
I have come to expect no less from my young friend.
Chapter 14: Jack
"Hiya, Danny...grab a pole."
I figure the best way to handle this right now is to just
play it cool. Hey, I can do cool...
He really does look a hell of a lot better than he did last
He shakes his head at my invitation and sits down carefully
on the deck chair next to me. His eyes move across the lake
and he sighs deeply as if drawing strength, or comfort, from
the mountains all around us.
Carter comes up behind us bearing coffee and a bottled water
for Teal'c. We all just sit in a comfortable silence; too
preoccupied with the peaceful beauty all around us to ruin
it with chatter. A real Kodak moment.
Boy, did we ever need this vacation...
After a long while, I look over to check on Daniel and I'm
shocked to see a single tear rolling unnoticed down his cheek
and a look of such total desolation that I almost jump up.
But then Teal'c gets a bite on his line, Carter starts shouting
and Daniel blinks, as if waking up.
I start yelling at Carter for making so much noise she's
scaring my fish back across the lake.
When I look back, Daniel seems to be asleep.
Chapter 15: Daniel
I've got to stop this...
I can see Jack looking at me as if he's afraid I'm going
to break at any moment. I'm not so sure he he's wrong...After
last night....
It's been a long time since I've had nightmares like that...
Ever since I was a kid, I've always locked away the heavy
emotional stuff and paid the price in bad dreams and insomnia.
After a while, it just got to be a habit...
This time though....I'm afraid it's not content to stay
hidden away and only come out at night, and with no work
to wrap myself up in.....
What I do know is...whatever this is...I've got to get it
It's one thing to know your fears and either face them or
run away from them...
But to not even know what it is you can't face...
Chapter 16: Sam
For someone alien to the language (among other things),
Teal'c sure has gotten the hang of it. That's three games
of Scrabble so far and he's creamed me every time. I throw
the tiles back into the bag in mock-disgust and challenge
him to a rematch.
The sun is low off to our left, but still warm enough here
on the deck to make us want to stay out a little longer.
The colonel---Jack---is taking another shot at catching
a fish without me there to scare them off and Daniel is hobbling
aimlessly around the lakeshore watching as the golden sun
crowns this nearly perfect day.
Nearly perfect...
Daniel didn't come in for lunch and the sandwich Teal'c
carried out to him in his deck chair is still sitting there,
untouched and probably feeding an entire ant colony by now.
It's like I told the colonel earlier, if he doesn't start
eating soon, we'll have to call Janet. Daniel just can't
keep on this way. The colonel had nodded agreement, but wants
to give Daniel more time.
Daniel may not have 'time'. Daniel has always been lean,
but now he actually looks gaunt; the cheekbones standing
out starkly, the sensitive long-fingered hands bony and fragile.
I look up sharply at he sound of splashing and see Daniel
flailing around in the water and the colonel tearing off
after him. Teal'c and I storm off the deck and arrive just
a few seconds behind the colonel who is already diving in.
A Rocky Mountain lake in June at sunset still rates as water
too cold for swimming and, seeing that the colonel and Teal'c
have things well in hand, I run back to the house for towels
and blankets.
By the time I get back, they've got Daniel out of the water.
He's shivering and coughing, but trying to sit up. Teal'c
helps him to his feet as I ask, "What the hell happened?"
I wrap him in a blanket and hand the other to the colonel,
as he shakes his head.
"I dunno...leg must've given out..."
The colonel looks at Daniel sharply and then at us over
his head. There's more to it than that...
Teal'c supports Daniel as they head back to the house and
I look around for Daniel's crutch, if he fell it has to be
around here somewhere...
The colonel stops me. "Don't bother, it's at the bottom
of the lake by now."
Chapter 17: Jack
If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes....
There was Daniel doing his Peg-leg Pete imitation beside
the lake...the next time I look, he's strolling into the
water, not even trying to keep himself from sinking. It was
until the third or fourth time he surfaced that he seemed
to fight not to drown. It was like he'd been sleepwalking
and had finally woken up.
After we get Daniel safely tucked into bed, I spell it all
out for Carter and Teal'c their eyes grow wide in shock.
I know how they feel. For all that Daniel's been through
in the past two years...and believe me it's been a lot...I
have never thought of him as being even remotely suicidal.
Sam is so shocked she has to sit down and Teal'c looks...upset.
You'd have to know him.
I suggest that we take shifts staying awake...just in case.
I want somebody with Daniel tonight. I've got a strange feeling
that this thing is, it's about to break.
Teal'c volunteers to take first watch and Carter and I settle
down on the sofas, none of us wants to be too far away tonight.
"Do you honestly think he'd try to hurt himself, Sir?" Carter
asks in tone of disbelief.
I just shake my head. "Two hours ago I'd've been sure
the answer was 'no'...Daniel's one of the most resilient
people I know, look at all the shit he's been through and
kept on going, but now?
"I just don't know, Sam."
I can see Carter's scientific mind going to work. That's
one of the things I mostly like about Carter; she's 45% scientist,
45% soldier and 10% pure emotional female and sometimes that
10% can put the facts together better than the other 90%
put together.
We both lay there mulling it over, but somewhere along the
line, I fall asleep.
Chapter 18: Teal'c
Daniel Jackson is dreaming. I do not know the substance
of these dreams, but I can see they are unpleasant. More
than once he has raised his hands in a defensive position
and moved as if under physical attack.
I place my hand on his forehead as I have seen Dr. Frasier
do to check for fever. Immersion in cold water in his already
debilitated state cannot have been beneficial to his health.
A particularly violent attack seems to grip him and I find
I must say something.
"All will be well, Daniel Jackson. We will not leave
His tense expression seems to calm somewhat and his hands
fall to rest against his chest. As his breathing slows, I
return to my chair at his bedside.
I recall our first missions as a team, when Daniel Jackson
would suffer disturbances in his sleep. O'Neill had been
very apprehensive about these 'nightmares' and had questioned
the wisdom of allowing Daniel Jackson to continue with SG-1.
Captain Carter and I had both assured him that they would
pass in time. I am not certain that they ever completely
Daniel Jackson is a man who feels things very deeply.
Chapter 19: Sam
I can't stop wondering what's going on inside Daniel's head...so
what else is new?
Now I know I'm very good at what I do (no brag, just fact
as Dad used to say), but sometimes Daniel's intuitive brilliance
simply amazes me. Look at how quickly he solved the mystery
of the Stargate. In less than two weeks, he learned more
than the best minds in the military and the private sector
had learned in two years. His single-minded dedication to
the mystery at hand is one of the many things I like and
respect about him.
It occurs to me that in a way this strange behavior is really
a manifestation of the same tendency to get lost in a mystery.
Except this time the mystery is inside his own mind and all
of his energy and focus is in there trying to unearth it.
I can see it even as he sleeps...
I've heard it theorized that dreams are our minds' way of
making sense out of the things that happen to us while awake.
As I watch Daniel trembling and trying to claw his way ever
deeper into the mattress, I'm beginning to form a theory
of my own.
This all started when he saw Hathor again. Her pointed reference
to the events of their first encounter and his strained reply
seemed to set all this in motion.
Exactly what happened between them 'behind closed doors'
was never really openly discussed. Janet had checked him
out and cleared him for duty, but other than the admission
that 'a lot of the DNA' in her Goa'uld soup would be his,
he claimed not to remember anything from the time he questioned
her in the holding cell until her control over him had broken.
He had suffered a lot of guilt over his unwilling betrayal
of his wife, but if he ever remembered anything else he never
mentioned it.
The more I think about it though, I wonder just 'how' Hathor's
pheromones worked. Was her control as total as it had seemed
or just another form of Goa'uld possession in which the mind
is aware of what is occurring, but unable to act upon it?
Oh, God...
It's got to be! It would explain so much; the 'look', the
depression, the apparent suicide attempt....
Memory can be a tricky thing. Nobody knows that better than
I do. Our subconscious minds tend to protect us while at
the same time memory won't allow it....
I think what we're seeing here is a perfect example of that...Memories
brought to life at the sight of Hathor that Daniel probably
hadn't known existed until then. Memories of a violation
of both mind and body. A violation so complete it could only
be called rape.
I need to talk to the colonel...
Chapter 20: Jack
"Damn, damn, damn..."
Why didn't we see this sooner? He seemed okay back then...well,
not exactly okay, but dealing with it. Could a person really
go through something like that and not remember...
Dumb question, O'Neill... how much do you remember about
'X marks the spot'...
It was there all along, Carter just put the pieces together
faster than the rest of us... including Daniel.
Damn it! Why Daniel? Like I haven't said that before...
Hasn't he paid enough dues in his young life to deserve a
little peace?
I feel like I want to hit something. I guess that's why
Carter brought me outside to tell me this.
" Colonel, you've got to calm down..."
She's right and I know she's right, but...
"Dammit, how am I supposed to calm down? Daniel almost
took a long walk in deep water today because of that..."
I stop that train of thought right there. If I'd known this
when I killed her, I'd've done it slower and had more fun
with it...
I stomp around in the darkness of the yard a little longer
and try to get my heart to stop trying to jump out of my
chest. I stop a few paces away from Sam with my back to her,
scrubbing my face with my hands like that's going to help
me wake up from this nightmare...
" So what do we now, Sam?"
She looks as helpless as I feel. " God, I don't know,
Jack. Something like this is..."
Without hesitation we run back to the house. If something's
important enough for Teal'c to shout, it's important....
As we run into Daniel's room, Teal'c is looking through
Daniel's things, but Daniel is...gone.
Teal'c apologetically explains that Daniel had asked for
a drink of water and by the time Teal'c had got back with
it, Daniel had disappeared. Teal'c's search reveals that
nothing is missing but Daniel and the clothes on his back...even
his shoes and his crutches...crutch... are still here.
So Daniel's out there in God knows what state of mind, barefoot,
on a bum leg, wearing only jeans and a thin shirt on a cold
Rocky Mountain night...
Chapter 21: Teal'c
Once again Daniel Jackson was trusted into my care and I
have lost him. If what Captain Carter says is correct, I
failed him more than I could ever have suspected when Hathor
'chose' him...
O'Neill says that it is more important that we find Daniel
Jackson than to waste time with self-recrimination. Later
I will meditate on this...
We deploy in separate directions to increase our chances
of success. Following what O'Neill would call a 'hunch," I
begin my search behind the house, beneath Daniel Jackson's
bedroom window. On the dew-covered ground, I can see places
where the grass has been disturbed and follow this.
As I move into the forest, the trail fades beneath the trees
so I must rely on my other senses to direct me. To my right,
I hear the sound of small rocks rattling as if dislodged
by someone climbing. I follow that sound.
The forest gives way to a stone out-cropping and there in
the beam of my flashlight I see the impression of a wet,
unshod foot on a flat stone. The out-cropping climbs ever
steeper and again I stop to listen.
I hear a rustling sound and a low moan not far above me.
I hasten my climb.
Within a few minutes, I see him. Daniel Jackson is pacing
at the edge of a very steep cliff like a trapped animal and
is sobbing quietly.
I am unsure of what to do. O'Neill would know; his compassion
and understanding for our young friend seems boundless. My
training as a Jaffa did not prepare me to deal with one who
is as emotionally driven as Daniel Jackson.
"Daniel Jackson?" I try to keep my voice low in
order not to startle him, but he whirls around quickly on
his injured leg, almost losing his balance.
"Teal'c?" His voice is so distraught that I find
myself reminded of my own son.
He looks at me in such visible pain that I start toward
him without thinking.''
"No! Don't..." He is looking out over the cliff
and I begin to fear what he might do in this state.
"May I assist you back to the house, Daniel Jackson?"
He drops to his knees and moans as if in great physical
pain. " I can't...can't...Don't you see that, Teal'c...Couldn't
stop it then...Can't stop it now...S-she said...she said
she'd kill me....She said it..."
I cannot fathom the meaning of his words, so I respond more
to the desolate tone.
"Let us help you, Daniel Jackson."
He shakes his head and sinks lower, wrapping his arms around
his legs, still staring out over the cliff. "Can't help...no
one can...She said if I wouldn't...I couldn't...."
He is becoming more and more visibly agitated, his voice
coming in short gasps of pain. He rises slowly, moving until
his feet are at the very rim of the precipice. " I can't
stop her, Teal'c...I have to make it stop...."
I can see his muscles tense and for the first time in many
long years, I am afraid of what seems about to happen.
He turns at my voice, startled, and loses balance. I reach
him before he can fall and gather him up into my arms. He
fights me for a moment, but lacks the strength to give much
He looks at me entreatingly and whispers, "Please,
Teal'c, make it stop..." He moans again and loses consciousness.
Chapter 22: Jack
We hear Teal'c coming out of the trees behind the house
and run to him. He's carrying Daniel who is so still...
" He is alive." Teal'c reassures us, carrying
him into the house.
He puts him down in the bed and we strip off his wet, dirty
clothes. Once again I feel myself getting angry at Daniel's
physical state; the weight loss is all too visible, his hands
and feet are a bloody mess from his little midnight excursion
and his body is shaking so hard that Teal'c has to hold him
while I put a clean shirt on him. We wrap him up in blankets
and Carter bandages his newest wounds while Teal'c fills
us in on what happened on the cliff.
That's twice in one day Daniel's come close to killing himself
over that...thing. I almost wish she were still alive so
I can kill her again...almost.
And what did Daniel mean, she said she would kill him?
Carter finishes up and I settle beside Daniel on the bed.
I'm not leaving him this time. That female demon is not going
to drag my friend down...not while I'm around.
Carter brings me a cup of coffee then she and Teal'c go
out into the living room. They know me well enough to know
that it's vigil time again and Jack O'Neill is in it for
the duration.
I sit there sipping my coffee rubbing the tight, trembling
muscles of Daniel's shoulder and wonder if Carter's theory
is entirely right... The first time with Hathor, Daniel was
her 'chosen'...She wanted to make him her new 'pharaoh',
for crying out loud; she wouldn't have been threatening to
kill him. This time, on her planet, we were all together
when she spoke to us, weren't we?
"J-jack?" Daniel is stirring under my hand, his
voice raw and breathless.
"Yeah, Danny, I'm here." Where else would...could...I
"Make...make it stop, Jack..." His voice trails
off into a gasp of pain that nearly folds him over as he
grabs at my arm.
I shift around and gather him up against me, holding him
tightly until the pain passes.
"I..I can see it, Jack...everything..."
See what? What Hathor made him do?
He takes a few deep breathes and tries to continue, his
voice trembling almost as much as his body.
"Aft-after...we were taken...s-she drugged you...sent
Teal'c back..."
What the... He's remembering when we were captured by Hathor
this time. None of us remembered that.
"She said...She said..." He has to stop again
to catch his breath and I can see the effort this is costing
"Daniel, we can do this later. Rest now."
"No...no..," he moans, "have to now...May
not have...later..."
May not have later? What the hell?
I tighten my grip on him as he rides out another wave of
pain. I'm starting to get a bad feeling about this...The
bedroom door is open and if I know Carter, she's already
read my mind and called Doc.
"Jack...she wanted me to go with her again..." He's
rushing the words now, like he's trying to get it all out
before the pain hits again. "She said she'd let you
go if..." His voice fades off again and I can feel his
silent tears soaking through my shirt. "She...she made
me remember it, Jack...All of it..."
His body stiffens in pain once again and his hands wrap
weakly around my bicep as he tries not to cry out.
God...damn...that snake of a ...Bad enough to have to live
through it the first time...
Daniel slumps a little in my arms and I start to get worried,
but he starts talking again.
"I guess ...I knew...what must've happened...but...." He takes a
deep shuddering breath and I can feel the physical revulsion run through his
body and I have to say something...
"It wasn't your fault, Danny...She used that 'stuff'
on all of us."
He nods weakly. "Know that...in my head, but..." He
shivers again, but continues. "She said...if I'd go...she
wouldn't kill...you, but...I knew....lying..." His energy
seems to be ebbing away by the moment, but now that he's
remembering he won't give up. That's our
I start rubbing his back, as if that's going to help. Well
it helps me...
"Told her...go to hell..." I'd've loved to have
seen that. "Knocked me out...one punch..." He almost
laughs at that, but another wave of pain cuts it off and
he grabs onto my arm again.
"God, Danny..." I can't stand feeling this helpless...
Carter sticks her head around the door and whispers that
Doc's on her way. Her eyes widen at the sight of Daniel clinging
to me in agony and I can see the tears well up in her eyes.
She ducks her head hoping I won't see it and backs out of
the room. Probably gonna go punch out some trees....
Daniel relaxes once again and I try to shift him around
to make him a little more comfortable, but he clings to me
like I'm the only thing in the world that he's got left to
hold on to. Maybe right now I am.
I try to reassure him, "I'm not going anywhere, Danny..."
He nods his head and goes on weakly. "When...woke up...she
had...cut my hair... Was tied...table...She tried to...to...to..." He
trails off again and from his voice and the tightening of
his body, I can tell very well what she tried. I squeeze
his shoulder and nod my head to let him know I understand.
Giving him an out. But Daniel, being Daniel, won't take the
easy way.
"Tried to...make me...respond to her..." He shivers
again, repulsed by the memory. Then he does laugh, a harsh
dry breath. "Bit her...."
I laugh with him at that thought. We'd better make sure
he's had his shots.
His body stiffens again, not in pain but at the memory. "That's
when...she decided to go with the...other plan..."
"The fake SGC?" I ask to spare him having top
tell it. He nods his head against my chest, a barely perceptible
movement. His energy is fading so fast...
"She said...if I wouldn't...I'd pay...God!" The
pain strikes again, the worst one yet and he nearly falls
out of my arms. I hold him tighter still wishing that somehow
I could take this suffering away from him.
When it finally eases, he is so still that I think he's
lost consciousness, but he stirs a little and whispers. "That's...
when...pain came..." He closes his eyes, exhausted but
determined to press on. "She said...make me...forget...would
hurt...to remember....kill...me...to..."
He goes completely limp in my arms now and I yell for Carter.
His pulse is there, but weak and erratic, his breath coming
in shuddering gasps. Carter checks him, looks at me and shakes
her head.
I do not...will not...accept that."
Chapter 23: Sam
The colonel paces the room like he's looking for something
to hit. I know how he feels.
Daniel is fading in front of our eyes. I can't believe what
he just told us...it explains so much. I wish I'd killed
that red-headed bitch myself.
Do you think we'd have gone to these lengths...
That's how she knew the pheromones wouldn't work. She'd
tried it on Daniel...
Daniel...He must have felt so alone without us there to
back him up. It sounds like he did alright though. Wonder
where he bit her?
What could she have done to make him forget, though?
When I woke up she'd cut my hair...
The hair. Why did she cut his hair?
I yell for the colonel to bring a flashlight and start brushing
through Daniel's short, sandy hair. The colonel looks at
me like I'm crazy, but doesn't question me right now. I start
to think he may be right about that, then...there. At the
back of Daniel's head where his hair is the thickest...a
tiny silver probe, so tiny it looks like another strand of
I look at the colonel. The question doesn't need to be asked.
His lips tighten for a moment as he looks at Daniel's face,
so still and tortured even now, and he nods.
As gently as possible, I draw the probe out. It resists
a t first, then, all too slowly, it comes out.
Daniel's body shudders, then he sighs. The pain lines between
his eyes seem to fade and he relaxes into true sleep...probably
the first he's had in weeks. I check his pulse again and
smile at the colonel as I feel the heartbeat steady and strengthen.
I brush Daniel's hair back and breathe a deep sigh myself.
I smile at the colonel.
"He really has got nine lives, Sir!"
Chapter 24: Janet
Nine lives, my ass...
What Daniel Jackson has got is more luck and better friends
than most of us are allowed in a lifetime. Cutting things
close is getting to be a bad habit for SG-1. One I could
really do without.
Physically Daniel is exhausted and malnourished, but otherwise
fine. Thankfully all of his exertions didn't rip open any
stitches, but he's going to have to stay off of it to give
it time to heal...Of course until his feet heal that shouldn't
be a problem.
My first instinct is to order him back to SGC to recuperate,
but Jack argues with me on that one.
True, Daniel can rest and recuperate here. True, he's only
a phone call away from help. True, This is a gorgeous spot.
And true, they do still have 12 days of vacation left.
Jack really turns on that Irish charm and I find myself relenting
on one condition; Cassie and I are taking a few days off
and coming up next week.
Chapter 25: Teal'c
I am most gratified to see Daniel Jackson doing so well.
For the first several days he did little but eat and sleep,
but, considering the events of the prior days, that in itself
was enough.
He is still suffering nightmares, but Captain Carter says
this is to be expected. He is coping with two distinctly
traumatic memories and it will take time for him to recover,
emotionally as well as physically.
O'Neill and I moved his bed into Daniel Jackson's room,
so he could be at hand if needed. Several nights I have heard
Daniel Jackson call out and O'Neill's voice calming him back
to sleep or both voices talking well into the night.
I tried to apologize to Daniel Jackson for failing to guard
him. He only shook his head and thanked me for stopping him
on that precipice. I had not realized that I had called him
by his first name only on that occasion He seems to think
that is what caught his attention and asked me to do it more
I will try, but I do not think it will work.
Chapter 26: Jack
God, life can be so good sometimes....
Once again we are gathered on the dock, fishing and enjoying
the view. However...it is not quiet and I almost tell Daniel
to shut up already, but it's so damn good to have him here...really
here, that I just don't have the heart.
As I watch him sitting there, still too pale and too thin,
but animatedly describing the Native American peoples who
once inhabited this region, I can't help but smile.
It's been a long week filled with nightmares, not all of
them Daniel's, and long talks. I can't pretend to know how
he feels, but I can be there and I can listen. He's working
hard to face up to those memories he almost died to uncover
and if I know Daniel, and I do, he's going to be just fine.
If Sam doesn't turn him into a blimp. She can't seem to
stop trying to feed him-...must be that maternal thing.
Daniel and I haven't talked much about the suicide attempts.
It scared him to think that he was so far gone into Hathor's
mind trap that he'd even think about doing something like
that , which is enough to tell me that, in his right mind,
he wouldn't.
He's thanked all of us in his own awkward way for taking
care of him when he couldn't take care of himself.
Helllloo? That's what families do.
And that's what we are really...in our own crazy, only slightly
dysfunctional way.
Chapter 27: Daniel
Jack has been so great ...Once I got him to stop treating
me like I was breakable.
Although, for a while there I kind of felt like I was...
When I woke up after sleeping 12 hours straight, there he
was sleeping away in a bed next to mine (How they managed
that without waking me I'll never know). I threw a pillow
at him to make him roll over and be quiet, but he'd jumped
up and hugged me so hard I thought he was going to break
my ribs.
I think maybe I scared him...Hell, I scared myself. I found
myself apologizing to him...again...for worrying him. he
told me to shut up in his usual blunt-caring way and we talked
for a long time.
I managed to fill in some of the details of what happened
with...Hathor and he told me about the things that had happened
since our return. It still makes me crazy to think that she
could...Now that I remember it all, I almost wish I didn't...
Jack says that, in time, it will be okay. And I know he's
right, but just thinking about it now makes me want to run.
I guess that's only natural, fight or flight instinct being
what it is, but I know my friends won't let me run...and
they will always help me fight.
Chapter 28: Cassandra
Mommy says Daniel went through some very bad things and
is a little sad right now. I think Uncle Jack is feeling
sad, too, but he is trying to make Daniel feel better.
Everybody seems very happy that Uncle Daniel is okay, but
he looks awful. He laughed when I told him that and said
that was true, but he is better than he was. I'm glad I didn't
see him before.
I saw Uncle Daniel cry last night.
I told him not to cry that we would all help him get better.
He hugged me for a very long time and said I was right. Then
he had laughed and we walked down to the lake to join the
rest of our family.
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"There is a morally compelling case for equity; but it also necessary if there is to be sustained growth. A country's most important resource is its people,…" (p. 46)
In his Making Globalization Work, Joseph Stiglitz advocates a powerful neo-Keynesian position to make globalization work. He deplores the divide between rich and poor nations, and within nations, the divide between the rich and poor with the middle class sinking economically into the lower recesses of a veiled class-derived status that has become quasi-permanent.
There is a conflict between two principles of efficiency versus equity. Efficiency entails the pursuit of profits to the exclusion of other concerns. The equity principle means questing for a meaningful, quality life in exchange for less income. Stiglitz values human capital, social capital, and a democratic polis as prerequisite institutions to be able to be a global actor. In the first instance, he puts a premium on free education and access to the Internet as the highest good and duty a state and its citizens should value. Social capital engenders community development where people can trust each and there is reciprocity of good deeds in a caring and nurturing environment. So, he advocates an ethics of care for marginalized groups. A democratic polity, in the third case, has the institutions to guarantee equal access of all citizens to these valued goods.
Stiglitz applies the same principles at an international level believing in a transfer of wealth to the developing nations so that globalization is truly all inclusive. The veil of ignorance, the social contract, and the difference principles are concepts of John Rawls that Stiglitz implicitly adapts to his thinking and writing. The equity and efficiency coefficients are diametrically opposed concepts. The principle of irrational exuberance in operation lead to a lack of equity between the rich and poor and also to a market place that is not efficient because information and scarce resources are distributed unequally and hence unfairly, influencing the political power of contending parties, interest groups, and factions who want to make public policy for the world political economy.


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10 More Reasons to Love Boston
Collected by Bryan Kitch , AFAR Contributor
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Not only is Boston strong, it's a beautiful, culturally and historically significant gem of a city. As you might expect, every visit you'll discover a new reason to want to return—here are a few to get you started.
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Taking the self-guided Freedom Trail tour was amazing! A nice walk, a history lesson and beautiful architecture... Follow the red brick line and the trail will take you to 16 places of historic importance in the colonial revolution. Pop into the ...
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700 Boylston St, Boston, MA 02116, USA
I fell in love with the Boston's Central Library on my first visit, and have returned to its gorgeous stairs, painted walls, changing art shows, and literature finds at least once on every trip here. I could happily spend a few hours here,...
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323 Hanover St, Boston, MA 02113, USA
A convenient train ride from NYC, one of my favorite weekend trips was going to Boston. I enjoyed strolling through the beautiful streets in Beacon Hill filled with lovely turn of the century red brick buildings. Having delectable meals at one of...
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1 Long Wharf, Boston, MA 02110, USA
In the summer, when the temperatures reach sweltering and the city is crowded with tourists, the Boston Harbor Islands are where Bostonians go to escape. The Harbour Islands are comprised of 12 islands in total. Although it's a mere 15 to 20...
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The ICA stands at attention over Boston Harbor. All glass and modern angles, it is architecturally unique in the city's overwhelmingly brick landscape. Looking out over the water from the cantilevered passageway gives you a magnificent view. The...
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257 Hanover St, Boston, MA 02113, USA
There are two well-known pastry shops within about a block of each other in Boston's historic North End: Mike's Pastry and Modern Pastry. The two are engaged in a constant battle for supremacy, and any good Bostonian has a strong opinion in favor...
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25 Evans Way, Boston, MA 02115, USA
The gift shop at the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum is not your typical museum store. A carefully curated collection is inspired by the artwork and architecture. Curiosity cabinets invite the visitor to look within, much like the archive rooms,...
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When you find a great place for ice cream, you just know. After a day wandering around Tremont St. in Boston, we managed to find this little bucket of joy upon a recommendation from one of the local shop-owners. Picco has an absolutely wonderful...
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Long before fair trade was a part of our vocabulary, Nomad was serving up an eclectic mix of folk art, home furnishings and ethnic jewelry from around the world. The boutique's support of Made in America clothing is evident in the well edited...
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Each year, hundreds of thousands of older persons are exploited, neglected, or abused. Victims are people who are older, frail, and vulnerable and often depend on others to meet their most basic needs. Abusers of older adults may be family members, friends, or "trusted others." In general, elder abuse is any intentional or negligent act that causes harm or serious risk of harm to a vulnerable adult. Legislatures in all 50 states have passed some form of elder abuse prevention laws. While federal definitions of elder abuse first appeared in the 1987 Amendments to the Older Americans Act, these definitions are only guidelines.
- Institutional abuse generally refers to any of the following types of mistreatment that occur in residential facilities (such as a nursing home, assisted living facility, etc.) and is usually carried out by someone with a legal or contractual obligation to provide an element of care or protection.
- Domestic abuse generally refers to any of the following types of mistreatment committed by someone with whom the elder has a special relationship (for example, a spouse, sibling, child, friend, or caregiver).
- Physical Abuse—Inflicting, or threatening to inflict, physical pain or injury on a vulnerable elder, or depriving them of a basic need.
- Emotional Abuse—Inflicting mental pain, anguish, or distress on an elder person through verbal or nonverbal acts.
- Sexual Abuse—Non-consensual sexual contact of any kind, coercing an elder to witness sexual behaviors.
- Financial Exploitation—Illegal taking, misuse, or concealment of funds, property, or assets of a vulnerable elder.
- Neglect—Refusal or failure by those responsible to provide food, shelter, health care or protection for a vulnerable elder.
- Abandonment—The desertion of a vulnerable elder by anyone who has assumed the responsibility for care or custody of that person.
Financial Exploitation
Although all these types of abuse are serious, as a financial institution, AmeriCU is most concerned with financial exploitation. In September 2013, seven U.S. agencies* overseeing various financial industries came together to publish Interagency Guidance on Privacy Laws and Reporting Financial Abuse of Older Adults. According to these guidelines, elder abuse "…includes the illegal or improper use of an older adult's funds, property, or assets. Recent studies suggest that financial exploitation is the most common form of elder abuse and that only a small fraction of incidents are reported. Older adults can become targets of financial exploitation by family members, caregivers, scam artists, financial advisers, home repair contractors, fiduciaries (such as agents under power of attorney and guardians), and others. Older adults are attractive targets because they may have significant assets or equity in their homes. They may be especially vulnerable due to isolation, cognitive decline, physical disability, health problems, and/or the recent loss of a partner, family member, or friend."
According to the Consumer Financial Protection Bureau (CFPB), examples of financial abuse include:
- Exploitation by an agent under Power of Attorney or person in a fiduciary relationship;
- Theft of money or property, often by a caregiver or in-home helper;
- Investment fraud and scams, including deceptive "free-lunch seminars" selling unnecessary or fraudulent financial services or products;
- Lottery and sweepstakes scams;
- Scams by telemarketers, mail offers or door-to-door salespersons;
- Computer and Internet scams;
- Identity theft;
- Reverse mortgage fraud; and
- Contractor fraud and home improvement scams.
The CFPB maintains lots of useful information for older Americans to protect themselves against financial abuse. Their top five suggestions are:
- Ask questions about your money.
- Never give out personal information, such as account numbers, over the phone or online unless you know the company and initiated the call.
- Before retiring, find out how your pension plan (or your spouse's) works. Learn the rules for social security benefits.
- Your home may be the most valuable asset you have. Before you do anything that would put your home on the line, make sure you understand what you are doing and can explain it to a friend using your words. Be very careful when considering a reverse mortgage.
- Just say no. If you feel pressured to make a decision, chances are you ARE being pressured. It may be hard, especially if it is a friend or relative, but just saying "No, I am not interested," may save you from being scammed.
Often, financial exploitation is unreported for a variety of reasons. In some cases, victims are ashamed to admit and/or blame themselves for being "stupid" or "too trusting". Others are in denial or simply unaware of the abuse. Still others are reluctant to report a family member or caregiver either out of love and loyalty, or out of fear of retaliation, of losing the abuser's support, of not being believed, or of losing their independence.
AmeriCU is here to help!
If you are a member of AmeriCU and suspect that you may be a victim of financial abuse or exploitation, we can help you. We can act as your advocate and can help you safeguard your accounts and contact the proper authorities if necessary. Our telephone number is 1.800.388.2000 and our email address is email@example.com.
Additional Resources
- Smart Money for Older Adults Course
- Consumer Financial Projection Bureau Older Americans Page
- Administration on Aging – Elder Rights Page
- New York State Office of Children and Family Services
- National Criminal Justice Reference Service Elder Abuse Page
- U.S. Administration on Aging


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Hey guy, it's February 17, so that means Stage C - Return of the Space Squid is now open! Once you log in, you get this...
Now Stage C is open, and the locks are gone! Woohoo! Let's go inside!
Once you get inside, you get this objective: Shoot these scenes to earn your reward! Emote in the Space Ship, Emote in Space, and Emote at the Crash Site.
Before we go do that, Members can get the Space Squid Costume! You have found a Space Squid Costume. Would you like to pick it up? Yes! I really want it!
Now, let's put emotes on those three places! Let's do it at the Crash site! Mini Space Squids come out when I put an emote!
Once you've done that, you get this: Claim Background! Let's go get it!
If you click "Claim Background", you get this message: You have found a Space Squid. Would you like to pick it up? Yes!
Here's how me penguin looks like with the Space Squid background.
This is one of my favorite Stages! I really like the Space Squid costume! It's very cool! So what do you think of Return of the Space Squid Stage? Make sure to let us know in the comments below!


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WHILE visiting friends in Mérida, in the Yucatán, a couple of months ago, I looked up David Sterling. Mr. Sterling is an expat Sooner (he was raised in Oklahoma City and claims to have been "weaned on chili") who lived in New York before leaving the city not long after 9/11. He wound up in Mérida and never looked back.
At that point, he'd been traveling to Mexico and learning about the cuisine for 30 years, but in the last several years he's really thrown himself into the study of Yucatecan food, eventually opening a cooking school in Mérida called Los Dos. And with all due respect to other Americans who've cooked in and written about Mexico, there may be no non-native who knows as much about cooking in the Yucatán as Mr. Sterling does.
This much I had gathered before leaving home, and when I met Mr. Sterling it all rang true; the guy is an encyclopedia.
The Yucatán, which feels as Caribbean as it does Mexican, is to Mexico as Alsace is to France, as Sicily is to Italy, as Hawaii is to the United States: formally a part of the union, but culturally quite distinct, and with a well-preserved sense of identity.
Mr. Sterling and I checked out the offerings of Yucatecan food at most of the many food stalls that open on Sunday mornings in central Mérida. The Spanish influence is expected, the Mayan core of the cuisine intact and welcome: you might be offered, for example, a paper cup of grated fresh corn with chili and lime.Continue reading the main story
What makes the street food even more appealing is the evidence of all the people who've passed through. Dutch traders left behind Edam and Gouda (both are sold in many markets), and a common street snack is the marquesita, a thin waffle rolled into a narrow cylinder around grated Edam and eaten out of hand vertically, like an ice cream cone. (You wouldn't rush to eat one of these, but you probably wouldn't turn it down, either.)
The sizable Lebanese population has brought kibbe — known as kibi locally — both in its original form and in a delicious one made with pepitas (ground pumpkin seeds). There are even baguettes, used to make a sandwich with relleno negro, the well-known Yucatecan specialty of turkey, meatloaf, hardboiled egg and the striking-looking (it's glossy black), decidedly burnt-tasting, and frequently delicious charred chili paste called recado para chilmole.
But the odd thing is that of all the wonders of Mérida that Mr. Sterling showed me, the one that most grabbed me was the cooking of Ana Sabrina Rivera del Río — called, simply, Sabrina — who is from what many Yucatecs consider another country: Mexico.
I encountered Sabrina at Santa Lucia Park, a few blocks from the splendidly restored building that houses both Los Dos and Mr. Sterling's home.
It was a bright, hot Sunday morning and, as happens every Sunday, a huge brass band played at one corner of the square, and couples of all ages danced gracefully. (There are pictures on my blog, Bitten.) In the middle of the square were some food stalls, and in the middle of these was Sabrina, who, upon seeing Mr. Sterling, let out a shriek: "Dah-VEED!"
My friends were already there, munching on tacos, and we joined them, ordering a bit of everything: a kind of salad of nopales (cactus leaves); an incredible mix of poblanos, potatoes and corn; a similar dish with chorizo; some warm mushrooms; a straightforward but quite tasty picadillo, ground meat with carrots and potatoes; and the seasonal romeritos, made from a plant that resembles rosemary but tastes like nettles. All were served on corn tortillas, which Sabrina brushed with lard before browning on the comal, a metal griddle heated with charcoal.
The band played, the sun shone, the tacos were eaten. With Mr. Sterling translating, I learned that Sabrina was born in Mexico City, named after the Audrey Hepburn character, and taught how to cook by her family and her neighbors. She moved to Mérida 25 years ago, where she found there was "very little Mexican food." She decided to make Mexican dishes in Mérida, and later to sell them, each Sunday, in Santa Lucia Park. (She has an office job during the week.)
I'd eaten tacos in Mexico City several times, but in this less urban, completely relaxed, utterly charming atmosphere they tasted better than ever, and I could not get enough of the combination of slightly spicy poblano and bland, earthy potato; the lard-sizzled, super-corn-y tortillas certainly didn't hurt.
(To make these tacos as much like Sabrina's as you can, start with the best corn tortillas you can find, about six inches across. Brush them with slightly melted lard — or any good cooking oil, though it won't be the same — and cook them in a metal pan until pocked with brown spots on one side and warmed on the other.)
Her salsas were good enough that it was difficult to choose. There was a salsa verde of tomatillo, onion, cilantro and serrano chilies, and a salsa roja of tomato, chili and onion. Everything was served with crema (much like crème fraîche or sour cream), and crumbled cotija cheese.
But honestly. I have made Sabrina's poblano-potato mixture (with and without corn and chorizo) half a dozen times since returning from Mérida, and — while I like it with a bit of crema, and salsa verde when I have it — it seems as pure and simple a New World combination as there is, and a fantastic addition to the repertory of home cooks who like to keep things simple.Continue reading the main story


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Detox Smoothies.
Trying to detox my body, replaced a meal with smoothies, including fruits and yogurts,, I will have breakfast and then my smoothie, and then a big meal at the evening. Had my first smoothie, today was apple,strawberries,yogurt,ice. Was okay,abit tasteless and surprisingly filling which is the aim!
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4 Tricks to Make More Money with Restaurants
We all love going out to eat to enjoy good food and wine with our friends and family. But when you go to a large chain restaurant, keep in mind that it's a business and their aim is to boost the bottom line at the same time they're creating an enjoyable evening out for you.
When I worked in the hospitality industry, I learned a few different techniques to get customers to spend more on their dining experience. Here are a few tricks restaurants use to get more money out of your wallet:
Menu engineering
The menu is the place where people choose their meal so a lot of time is spent trying to items more profitable. The uses of shaded boxes and borders around items on the menu are designed to catch your eye and can increase sales by 25 per cent. The word, 'special' or 'new' can increase orders by up to 20 per cent.
Often these highlighted items are dishes with the lowest food cost which means they may not the best value for you.
Each menu item is priced according to its cost. Most restaurants want to keep their food cost below 30 per cent. However, you won't see oddball pricing of $19.31 simply because it fits a formula. Customers don't perceive a difference between $19.31 and $19.99, so the restaurant raises the price and the extra 68 cents goes to the bottom line
In the hospitality industry, more emphasis is placed on training employees to become better sales people. The waiter, hostess, and bartender become extensions of their sales and marketing team.
Now up-selling has become the industry standard, as side dishes, appetizers, desserts and drinks all help build a higher average cheque per customer.
Your server is trained to ask if you want to add mushrooms or prawns to your steak dinner, or to try a specialty coffee with your dessert. Some restaurants expect their servers to suggest bottled water or Perrier when you ask for water, and offer a bottle of wine instead of the two glasses you asked for. The best servers take every opportunity to up-sell you on an item.


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Raj Patel came to Australia 27 years ago chasing love, following his Australian girlfriend Bronwyn from the famous British port of Bristol to Warrnambool on Victoria's rugged Shipwreck Coast.
New life, beautiful spot, one problem – Raj didn't have a job.
His solution was to hand-write a resume and start knocking on doors up and down Warrnambool's main street.
Raj got a lot of knock-backs but finally a local motel manager rewarded his perennially positive attitude with a job as a barman, enticed by his offer to work for free on trial basis
"I worked for nothing for the first couple of days and was there for 10 years," says Raj. He experienced all areas of the business – from cleaning and housekeeping through to functions and the front desk.
His career took a fateful turn in 2003, when he jumped ship and took a job at the rival Best Western Olde Maritime, which he ended up buying three years ago.
It's got 43 rooms, including a few newly-renovated ones in Warrnambool's original harbor master cottage, built in 1867, a top restaurant serving breakfast and dinner, and is brilliantly located a couple of blocks from the CBD opposite the Flagstaff Hill Maritime Village.
Raj is thriving on the challenge of being an owner-manager and the business is going from strength to strength.
Just one look at the TripAdvisor reviews tells you that – both Best Western Olde Maritime and its stylish restaurant, Clovelly, are ranked #1 in their respective categories on the global review site.
"We've worked really hard to get those rankings, moving our way up and up until we reached the top."
Raj is constantly reinvesting in the business to ensure the rooms and facilities are top quality and strives to motivate staff so they can deliver great service.
His philosophy is "just work hard and you will get there. Have a good attitude, ask a lot of questions and learn something every day. That's what I tell my kids."
As for Bronwyn, now his wife, it looks like she and Raj have achieved the perfect balance.
"My wife has been a travel agent for many years. She takes people from Warrnambool and I bring people to Warrnambool."


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Red wine drinkers that prefer a wine that is elegant and generous, with a soft palate. No flashy big bomb of a wine, but a true reflection of terroir . . .
One sip of Anthelia and you will see the magnificent shimmering light and if you listen carefully, you will hear the whispering of angels.


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The credibility of this form of education and whether it is safe, secure, and trustworthy, is usually proven through the quality and authenticity of content presented by each website.
With the help of these services, the geographically fragmented countries have come together to form a community that is able to share its thoughts on global issues, that affect each and every one of us.
The Internet has given us a common platform and medium through which we are able to explore other cultures and ideologies.
With the advent of Internet, our earth has virtually reduced in size and has attained the form of a global village.
The Internet can be explained as a network of computers, designed to receive and send data in the form of e-mails, blogs, webcasts, etc.
Nonetheless, the greater magnitude of its advantages outweighs its disadvantages.
During our evolutionary journey from "Homo erectus" to "Neanderthal" and then to "Homo sapiens", we have come a long way.It has become common practice to seek assistance from the web in order to research and gather resources for homework, office presentations, and supplement one's own research.The web also updates news about the latest breakthroughs in the field of medicine, technology, and other domains of science.The Internet has become an indispensable business tool, which has helped bring the world closer.Receiving news from across the world, accessing knowledge resources, and shopping online are simply a click away.This cookie stores just a session ID; no other information is captured.


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� Graffiti was painted on the skate park on June 21 or 22.
� Graffiti was painted on the skate park on June 21 or 22.
� Police were alerted by alarm to the Jacketman, 617 Huntley Road, on June 21 at 11:21 p.m. They discovered the front window broken and $300 stolen from the cash drawer.
� Various items were stolen from an unlocked vehicle in the 6600 block of Huntley Road on June 19 between 10 a.m. and noon.
� Lucas Clemens, 26, of 170 Heischman, was charged with OVI after he was stopped June 21 at 2:29 a.m. on Highland Avenue at High Street.
� Elpido Martinez, 23, of 2823 Foxboro Drive, Columbus, was charged with OVI after he was stopped on High Street on June 18 at 12:25 a.m.
� Earnest Parks Jr., 49, of 142 Broadmeadows, Columbus, was charged with forgery after he allegedly signed a forged check at Kroger at Worthington Square on June 14 at 5:55 p.m.
� Cigars and cigarettes were stolen from BP, 7141 N. High St., June 11 at 2:14 p.m.
� An iPod and accessories were stolen from an unlocked vehicle in the 500 block of North Selby Boulevard overnight on June 12.
� A student assaulted a staff member at the United Methodist Children's Home on June 12 at 8:30 p.m.
� A wallet was stolen from an unlocked vehicle in the 6700 block of Lakeside Circle on June 12 between 4:30 and 6 a.m.
� A company van valued at $4,000 was stolen from the 6500 block of Huntley Road overnight on June 11.
� Someone spray-painted the sides of two vehicles and broke a window on one parked on East North Street overnight on June 9.
� Someone spray-painted a vehicle in the 500 block of East Clearview on June 10 between 4 and 5:45 p.m.
� Someone sprayed graffiti in the park in the 1000 block of Ridgedale on June 9 or 10.
� A vehicle was spray-painted in the 100 block of East North Street overnight on June 9.
� Tina Walsh, 44, of 3690 Etna St., Whitehall, was charged with OVI after she was stopped on North High Street on June 10 at 3:42 a.m.
� A bicycle was stolen from the rack at the Old Worthington Library, 820 High St., on June 9 between 6:20 and 6:30 p.m.
� A vehicle was broken into overnight on June 7 in the 5900 block of North High Street. A GPS system was stolen from under a seat.
� William Tatz, 29, of 5033 Arington Lane, Columbus, was charged with possession of drugs and possession of drug paraphernalia during a sobriety checkpoint on Riverside Drive on June 14 at 1:15 a.m. A bag of marijuana and a pipe were on the passenger seat, according to police.
� Mary Sue Reece, 53, of 1756 Strathshire Hall, Powell, was charged with DUI after she was stopped on June 14 at 12:19 a.m. on Bethel Road.
� Between 11 p.m. June 6 and 8 p.m. June 10, in the 1700 block of Ramblewood Road: A woman reported someone damaged a window screen but did not enter.
� 1 a.m. June 8, in the 8200 block of Sirius Street: A woman on June 11 reported the theft of $1,850 worth of jewelry, a $450 vacuum cleaner, $150 car seat and $30 worth of candles from her home on this date.
� Between 6:30 p.m. June 11 and 8:30 a.m. June 12, in the first block of East Campusview Boulevard: A guest reported the theft of his $30,000 rental car.
� Between 9 p.m. June 8 and 9:30 a.m. June 9, in the 8300 block of Flint Road: Workers reported someone damaged a retaining wall at a job site using construction equipment.
� Thefts from or vandalism to autos were reported from: the 7100 block of Flat Rock Drive, the 7600 block of Sancroft Drive, the 2200 block of Smoky View Drive, the 2500 block of Farrel Drive, the 7500 block of Deer Creek Drive, the 7400 block of Vantage Drive, the 600 block of Mawyer Drive, the 7400 block of East Skyline Drive, the 8900 block of Guilder Street, the 8700 block of Winooski Street, the 5200 block of Portland Street, the 200 block of Hutchinson Avenue, the 4000 block of Summer Wind Lane, the 2600 block of West Case Road and the 7300 block of Bride Water Boulevard.
� 11:25 p.m. June 8, in the 8500 block of Lyra Drive: A woman reported someone she knows threatened to beat her and said he had a handgun.
� June 13, I-71 at Gemini Place: A Cleveland man reported he learned that someone used his name and address during a traffic stop and got a ticket in his name on Dec. 13, 2007.
� 11:40 p.m. June 14, Applebee's, 1161 Polaris Parkway: A worker reported the theft of $53.87 from a table.


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Don't become a Sponsor especially when you have no means to live here and have to go back to your home country and work.Don't think just because you come to Thailand/Bangkok once a year that's she's your girl since you're sending money every month, And what about the poor Suckers that get married and then live back in their home country leaving her behind WOW!Thai Friends date is a completely free Thai dating site.Meet REAL, Local Thai girls for fun and friendly good times or for love, relationships, and marriage. Our site is based on fun and friendly connections between Thai girls and foreigners.The bible teaches that our first priority should be to seek God's kingdom and His righteousness, and He will provide for all our needs (Matthew ).When seeking a spouse, we should present our request to God through prayer and wait patiently for His response (Philippians 4:6).
If you are looking to meet singles in Bangkok, Nonthaburi, Chaing Mai, Udon Thani, Phuket, Pattaya, and other Thailand cities and/or provinces simple join Thai Friends Date; the free site for single Thai girls and Farang dating.Created by Tinder co-founder Whitney Wolfe, Bumble is designed to empower women to initiate conversations.Similar to Tinder, users swipe to connect with a match and mutual connections are added to each other's "hive" of connections.Since 2000, thousands of happy men and women have met their soul mates on Asian Dating and have shared their stories with us. For a fun, safe and uniquely Asian dating experience, join free today.[…] food, and the infamous Top Gear Vietnam special, this country is often overlooked in favor of Thailand or Indonesia.
There are a few risks involved since more than a few bargirls, ex or not will be using the site as well.


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No question Pat Riley and the Miami Heat would love to acquire a player of Paul George's ilk via trade this summer but some are strangely contemplating the cost.
George is easily among the league's Top 10 players and among the most feared two-way wings in the NBA. Considering he's probably not going to make an All-NBA team this year, which would halt his ability to sign a super-max contract with Indiana, it's not implausible to see the Pacers shop him hard in the offseason, especially after getting swept by the Cleveland Cavaliers. They will not risk losing him for nothing in the Summer of 2018 if he's showing serious signs of wanting out of Indiana.
While the 26-year-old's mouth got him into some trouble this postseason over some highly questionably comments regarding his teammates, his game represents that of the prototypical wing, one who can create, defend, and shoot with efficiency. I ranked George third on a list of Heat whale targets and this ranking includes the likely unattainable Kevin Durant. The only other name he's behind is Gordon Hayward, who is an impending free agent and thus a far simpler potential acquisition.
The Paul George-to-Miami discussion came up on 560 WQAM this morning with host Orlando "Big O" Alzugaray weighting the matter with the Sun Sentinel's Ira Winderman. While George would be O's No. 1 target, he shockingly would not trade Hassan Whiteside OR Goran Dragic to land him.
"No, no, that's addition by subtraction," Big O said when asked if he'd trade Whiteside for George. "That doesn't make any sense."
And Dragic: "No, because you can't because without Goran right now you don't have somebody to facilitate the offense and get everybody into position."
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Wait. What?
He wouldn't trade either of Miami's very-good-to-great players for a superstar?
Pat Riley would… in a heartbeat.
I would… in a heartbeat.
The hesitancy feels somewhat like the folks who didn't want to part with Lamar Odom, Brian Grant, and Caron Butler in a package for Shaquille O'Neal in 2014. But as the postseason shows us time and time again, you worry about landing the superstar first–period. And this is merely a hypothetical player-for-player swap, which makes Big O's thinking even stranger, especially after stating he'd be his top target.
The true contenders — the final four teams — will each have a minimum of one superstar on the roster. Hysterically, if you don't have at least one special player (think Top 15 talent), you're not getting to the Conference Finals.
If the Heat were to acquire George without giving up Dragic, who I think is Miami's best overall player, that'd be a moonshot of a home run. And if they had to include Dragic instead of Whiteside? That's fine too. I love Goran but he's no superstar and doesn't impact the game quite the same way George does on both ends.
A potential deal that'd make sense for both sides if Indiana covets Miami's intriguing center? Whiteside, Miami's first-rounder (which only be dealt on draft night), and another young player (Tyler Johnson, Josh Richardson, or whoever the hell Indiana wants) for George and scraps.
Miami would feature a core of George and Dragic heading into Free Agency, with enough cap space to land Gordon Hayward or Durant. Even if they failed on the second whale, they could bring back James Johnson and/or Dion Waiters and still contend in the east.
Some might say you're then risking losing George to Los Angeles or elsewhere the following summer but Riley doesn't make the deal unless he's confident he will stay. Dragic was recently acquired under a similar scenario. As was Shaquille O'Neal before him in addition to Alonzo Mourning.
Playing a full season within Miami's system and culture would surely help sway George to make Miami his long-term home the following summer. I'd flip almost any combination of players on the roster for Paul George because he is a special talent with the potential to become a Top 5 player.
The Miami Heat doesn't possess anyone of that caliber and will not become a true contender again until they do.
— KaWhistle Leonard (@mikescriba) April 23, 2017


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A Crawley teenager is on trial accused of stabbing another man in Langley Green.
The boy, 17, who cannot be named because of legal reasons, today (April 12) pleaded not guilty to wounding with intent to do grievous bodily harm, unlawful wounding and having an offensive weapon in a public place.
Lewes Crown Court heard the alleged incident happened on October 24 last year.
The case continues.
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