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LGBTQ Racial Justice Fund
International Fund
Global LGBTI Human Rights Partnership
U.S. Fund (solamente para organizaciones en los EEUU)
Margot Karle Scholarship Fund
Global Arts Fund
Due Dates are for receipt of applications at the Astraea office.
LGBTQ Racial Justice Fund
The Astraea Lesbian Foundation for Justice is proud to announce a new Letter of Inquiry for the LGBTQ Racial Justice Fund .
The Astraea Lesbian Foundation for Justice, the Ford Foundation, the Arcus Foundation and an anonymous donor are implementing the first LGBTQ Racial Justice Fund (The Fund). The LGBTQ Racial Justice Fund is a collaborative philanthropic initiative that aims to develop and strengthen a strategic and effective advocacy sector addressing the needs of LGBTQ communities of color. Priorities of the Fund have been informed by a range of stakeholders. The Fund will support efforts to drive structural, policy and cultural change that ensure core public institutions are welcoming and capable of serving diverse LGBTQ populations.
Deadline for proposals: March 3, 2014
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International Fund
Astraea's International Fund supports groups, projects, or organizations working towards progressive social change which are led by lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, and intersex (LGBTI) communities and directly address oppression based on sexual orientation and/or gender identity/expression.
Our online LOI submission site for the International Fund is now active. Please review our criteria and priorities for funding. Click here to submit an LOI in English.
El Fondo Internacional de Astraea apoya grupos, proyectos, u organizaciones que trabajan para un cambio social progresista y que estén liderados por comunidades lésbicas, gáis, bisexuales, transgénero, e intersex (LGBTI) y que abordan directamente la opresión basada en orientación sexual y/o identidad/expresión de género.
Nuestra aplicación en línea para el Fondo Internacional estará activa a partir de Abril de este año. Por favor repase los criterios y prioridades de financiamiento. Haga click aquí para llenar un formulario de aplicación en español.
Global LGBTI Human Rights Partnership
In September 2012, Astraea and the US Agency for International Development (USAID) launched the Global LGBTI Human Rights Partnership, an unprecedented initiative toward the attainment, enforcement and implementation of human rights for LGBTI people. We are currently accepting Letters of Interest from LGBTI groups in the following countries: Colombia, Ecuador, Honduras, India, Kenya, Peru, South Africa, and Western Balkans (Albania, Bosnia & Herzegovina, Kosovo and Serbia).
Deadline for LOIs: March 3, 2014
Download Guidelines and LOI Form in English here
Asociación Global para los DDHH LGBTI
En Septiembre del 2012, Astraea, Fundación Lesbica por la Justicia y la Agencia de los Estados Unidos ara el Desarrollo Internacional (USAID) lanzaron la Asociación Global para los DDHH LGBTI, una iniciativa sin precedentes para el logro, la ejecución y la aplicación de los derechos humanos. Astraea solicita formularios de pre-solicitud de las organizaciones locales LGBTI en los siguientes países: Colombia, Ecuador, Honduras, India, Kenia, Perú, Sudáfrica, Países Balcánicos (Albania, Bosnia y Herzegovina, Kosovo, y Serbia).
Fecha de entrega del formulario: 3 de marzo de 2014
Guías y Formulario en Español aqui
U.S. General Fund
(solamente para organizaciones en los EEUU)
For Lesbian, Trans , Intersex and LGBTI social change organizations and projects (including film, video, media and cultural projects) that directly address the depth and complexity of critical issues in LGBTI communities.
We will be announcing the application process and due date for this fund as soon as they are available.
Margot Karle Scholarship Fund
The Margot Karle Scholarship was founded in 1995 to honor the life of Margot, who as a lesbian attorney and the Director of New York's Lambda Legal Defense and Education Fund, made significant contributions to the struggle for human rights. The Margot Karle Scholarship Fund supports undergraduate women who show a deep commitment to their communities through activism and volunteering.
Astraea will not be awarding a Margot Karle Scholarship Award in fiscal year 2013. Since 1995, we have awarded grants totaling almost $15,000 to women at eight CUNY schools.
Astraea's revitalized Global Arts Fund will support, showcase, and connect impactful art by LGBTQI people and organizations with limited access to resources, who use art as a tool for social transformation. Supporting the arts across mediums and disciplines, the fund will consider submissions, requested through a nomination process, in many artistic expressions: video, film, poetry, fictional prose, photography, painting, performance, dance, theater, music and other interdisciplinary expressions.
The intended 2013 Global Arts Fund theme is migration, transit, and movement experienced by marginalized LGBTQI communities in the U.S. and Global East and Global South in the face of exploitations wrought by globalization, imperialism, and neocolonialism.


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By VERENA DOBNIK
Associated Press
NEW YORK (AP) - Just as a trench dug in the 1800s created a shortcut to the nation's interior and helped make New York a global trading hub, the city is now hoping for another "Erie Canal moment" with a high-tech research complex to be built on an island in the East River.
The idea is to create an applied-sciences university where engineers are also trained as entrepreneurs from day one. Proponents say New York, home to powerful global companies and now exploding with technological startups, could shift this sector into top gear if the latest findings went straight into new businesses.
"Today we're second only to Silicon Valley as a tech center, and we don't like to be second to anybody," Mayor Michael Bloomberg said.
The $2 billion, 10-acre campus planned for Roosevelt Island is being called CornellNYC Tech and is a partnership between the Technion-Israel Institute of Technology and Cornell University, which has its main site in the upstate town of Ithaca but also has a major presence in New York City with its medical school.
CornellNYC Tech expects to generate $1 billion or more in tax revenue over several decades, plus tens of thousands of construction jobs.
Graduate students will start working in September, using 22,000 square feet of Manhattan space loaned free of charge by Google. The island campus is set to open in 2017, with construction beginning after a half-abandoned, rust-tinged hospital is demolished in early 2014 to make room for the gleaming new community.
Roosevelt Island, a relatively placid oasis facing the United Nations on the Manhattan side and Queens on the other, is home to high-rise residential buildings and an aging hospital complex. The little automobile traffic is courtesy of one road connected to the mainland, and most residents get back and forth on the subway or on a sky tram over the river.
Patients are still getting care at a public hospital built in 1939 that includes a nursing home and long-term rehabilitation center. Plans are in the works to move the patients to facilities elsewhere in the city.
Officials are reassuring residents that their lives won't be disrupted.
"We're going to use our expertise to try to minimize the number of cars on the island," Cornell President David Skorton told concerned residents at a recent town hall meeting.
The land for the project belongs to the city, which is also providing $100 million in public money for infrastructure. Another $350 million comes from 81-year-old Cornell alumnus Charles F. Feeney, who made his fortune from duty-free shops.
With academic brains linked to business brawn and the initial injection of money, CornellNYC Tech is expected to be different from other academic endeavors.
At most graduate research centers, practical applications follow academic results _ hoping for a connection that's profitable.
But at this school, students will develop software and hardware for three core industries that already are the city's strength: medical technology and environmental and green energy systems, plus digital media being used in fields from fashion and financial services to advertising.
Mentors from various industries will work directly with students, so innovative ideas and business develop side by side and any patents belong to those involved, with a minimum of middlemen. Students can then immediately help grow startup companies with interested investors.
"We hope to bootstrap quicker," said Craig Gotsman, a computer science professor at Technion-Israel in Haifa, Israel, who was named director of the Technion-Cornell Innovation Institute within CornellNYC.
"We will involve industry right away, on campus, to develop entrepreneurial skills in the students," he said.
The idea for the school was born after the attacks of Sept. 11, 2001, which put many businesses near the World Trade Center on the brink of collapse.
"We went to hundreds of the smartest people we could think of _ academics, business leaders, community groups, entrepreneurs _ and we asked them, `If there were one thing about New York you could change, that would have a significant impact on the economy, what would it be?" said Seth Pinsky, president of the city's Economic Development Corp.
The Technion won over dozens of other institutions competing to partner with Cornell because Israel's high-tech community is the best model for New York, Gotsman said.
Haifa has for decades spawned a stream of companies drawn to its research community. Students and staff at the IBM Haifa Research Lab are working on innovations in everything from health care to chip design, but it's the thousands of small ventures mushrooming around research all over Israel that mirror New York's ambitions.

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Fox Bros. brisket is your pick for the best in and around Atlanta. Here, it's pictured with Texas toast and sides of mac and cheese and green beans. Photo: Becky Stein / Special
1. Fox Bros. Bar-B-Q
You say, "For brisket, you have to trust the Texas boys at Fox Bros. They smoke WHOLE briskets with the flat AND the POINT, giving it the higher fat content that is the benchmark of true Texas brisket. If you don't like brisket with the point, then hang out at the assortment of OTP places mentioned that only smoke the flat. Admittedly, places like Dave Poe's do better with pulled pork, but Fox Bros dominates in the 'cue of their home state."
2. Grand Champion BBQ
3. Heirloom Market BBQ
4. Community Q
5. Sam's BBQ1
The sampler platter at Grand Champion includes pork, chicken and our pick for the best brisket in and around Atlanta. Photo: Becky Stein / Special
1. Grand Champion BBQ
The AJC dining team's Popular Eats specialist Jon Watson says, "When ordering the brisket at Grand Champion BBQ in Roswell, take the opportunity to order either the lean or fattier moist cut, depending on your preference. Whichever you prefer, the brisket at this relative newcomer to the Atlanta barbecue scene arrives packed with flavor from their dry rub and a heavy dose of smoke."
2. Big Shanty Smokehouse
3. Fox Bros. Bar-B-Q
4. Heirloom Market BBQ
5. Community Q
May 15th, 2012
6:55 pm
I've done Fox Bros, BBQ 1 in Marietta and Community BBQ on Clairemont (virtually the same as BBQ1), but for my money none are better than Pig & Chick (I do the one on Briarcliff). Now if you're telling me that Old South in Smyrna is now doing brisket (it's been a while since I've been out that way) I'll have to give it a try since OS remains my favorite BBQ joint.
May 15th, 2012
6:58 pm
Community Q
May 15th, 2012
7:06 pm
Moonie's in Flowery Branch, by a mile!! Done Texas style, by a Texas boy, served Texas style! NOTHING comes close. End of story.
May 15th, 2012
7:31 pm
Firehouse subs? Are you kidding me? It was so bad I sent them an email to complain. It was chopped beef and it was so small I could not see the meat without opening up the bun. Really bad.
May 15th, 2012
7:31 pm
Cafe Sababa in Dunwoody has the best and most unusual Moroccan-style brisket recipe.
May 15th, 2012
7:38 pm
Community BBQ & Fox Bros are the best you'll find outside the great state of Texas.
May 15th, 2012
7:39 pm
Lewis Grizzard said it best: "If it ain't pork, it aint BBQ".
May 15th, 2012
7:49 pm
Grand Champion BBQ in Roswell serves the best brisket in the South! I have tried Texas brisket and it did not hold a candle to the perfect creation that GCBBQ produces. Their brisket is presented with the perfect bark and it is buttery smooth and tender. It would be a sin to sauce this properly smoked meat with its unique rub created just for this beef. It is also delicious in their brunswick stew and in their unique Chipoltle baked beans. Grand Champion puts its own magical twist into each creation! I have found none better !
May 15th, 2012
8:09 pm
I love Pig n Chik best for pulled pork; but I when I want Beef, it means a drive from Dunwoody to Little Five Points to get beef brisket from Fox Brothers.
May 15th, 2012
8:11 pm
Zeigler's BBQ & Catering is one of my favorites in north Cobb. Besides the best brisket I've had in Atlanta, their pulled pork, Brunswick stew are great too. Cover them with Zeigler's own Apple Bourbon bbq sauce and you're doing about as good as you could hope for…..3451 Cobb Parkway • Acworth, GA
May 15th, 2012
8:28 pm
Smokin' Gold BBQ in Dahlonega and the owner, Dan Dieterle, has the awards to prove it. Best beef brisket, hands down!
May 15th, 2012
8:29 pm
May 15th, 2012
8:32 pm
Sorry folks… best place to get BBQ Brisket has to be TEXAS! Too many BBQ joints to pick just one. BTW, If you ask for BBQ in Texas, you'll get beef – not pork.
May 15th, 2012
8:45 pm
Community BBQ in Decatur has some great brisket!!
May 15th, 2012
8:49 pm
Burnt Fork BBQ IN DOWN TOWN DECATUR GA!!
May 15th, 2012
8:50 pm
Fox Brothers
May 15th, 2012
9:08 pm
Texas kin, Delta's ready when you are.
May 15th, 2012
9:23 pm
No doubt, without hesitation, cannot be denied, Wesley Paulk knows brisket!…..and chicken!
May 15th, 2012
9:23 pm
I prefer to leave the brisket on the cow where it was intended to stay. Plenty of wonderful alternatives from the plant kingdom to satisfy one's hunger and nutritional requirements. Go Veg.
May 15th, 2012
9:32 pm
Cafe Sababa brisket on Friday and Saturday nights…it is the best!
May 15th, 2012
9:34 pm
The Moroccan style beef brisket at Cafe Sababa is outstanding. http://www.cafesababa.net
May 15th, 2012
10:24 pm
Hole in the wall but it's called Heirloom Market BBQ near the Hooch, Ray's on the River area. Best brisket I've tasted outside of Texas.
May 15th, 2012
10:27 pm
Hands down it's Sam's BBQ1 on Lower Roswell Road. Will flat out make a tadpole slap a whale! Never tried this Heirloom place that so many are mentioning but may just have to give it a nibble.
May 16th, 2012
8:21 am
Grand Champion BBQ in Roswell. They come from a great pedigree having worked with all the other top BBQ players in the area. They've tweeked their recipes giving respect to where they came from and now have made them their own. THE best dry rub on any brisket!!
May 16th, 2012
9:45 am
Cafe Sababa's Moroccan Restaurant is the best yet. Either Moroccan-style Beef Brisket or BBQ. very tender and delicious
May 16th, 2012
10:08 am
Cafe Sababa's Moroccan-style Beef Brisket is amazing. Just the right mix of flavors and so tender!
May 16th, 2012
10:43 am
Grand Champion BBQ has the best beef brisket I have ever tasted! Tender, tasty – never dry. The absolute best!
May 16th, 2012
12:03 pm
Love Grand Champion BBQ's beef brisket! Awesome!
May 16th, 2012
12:18 pm
BBQ One is the best I have had outside of Tejas.
May 16th, 2012
12:22 pm
The brisket at Heirloom BBQ near the Galleria is amazing! Great sauces! I can't wait to go back. The brisket was perfect. Nice smoke ring, strong smoke flavor, yet not overpowering. The meat was perfectly cooked, easy to eat with a fork, but not over cooked. The rub used on the brisket wasn't overpowering, you knew that it was there but it didn't get in the way of savoring the meat. God I love this place!
May 16th, 2012
12:26 pm
I would have to go with Sonny's or Picadilly, both have nice briskets.
May 16th, 2012
12:29 pm
Simple answer – don' t eat meat.
One Danish study stated that "[m]en peddling on a stationary bicycle until muscle failure lasted an average of 114 minutes on a mixed meat and vegetable diet, 57 minutes on a high-meat diet, and a whopping 167 minutes on a strict vegetarian diet." Many of the world's top athletes are meat-free, including Sports Illustrated "Olympian of the Century" Carl Lewis, top ultra-marathon runner Scott Jurek, tennis legend Chris Evert, football star Ricky Williams, baseball slugger Prince Fielder, boxing champion Keith Holmes, and NBA standouts Raja Bell and Salim Stoudamire.
May 16th, 2012
12:30 pm
Oh, and one more thing:
Eating a meat-laden diet greatly increases the amount of synthetic hormones that your body takes in. These hormones may contribute to a reduced sperm count and an increased risk of testicular tumors.
May 16th, 2012
12:37 pm
Get out of here with that PETA propaganda!
As far as I'm concerned its:
I Didn't Climb to the Top of the Food Chain to Become a Vegetarian
May 16th, 2012
12:38 pm
1. BBQ1 2. Heirloom 3. Grand Champion 4. Community Q 5. Daddy Zs
May 16th, 2012
12:39 pm
Yup, Euclid Ave Yacht Club in Little 5 Points…we first got taken there when I arrive in ATL back in 2006, it still reigns supreme. Totally memorable!
May 16th, 2012
12:50 pm
I never did like Swallow in the Hollow.
I recently tried GC BBQ and I must admit it was quite tasty, almost as good as BBQ 1.
May 16th, 2012
1:51 pm
Franklin Barbecue in Austin, TX serves up the best brisket known to man.
In the ATL, the best I have had is at Sam's BBQ in Marietta – very lean, tender and tasty. Visible 'smoke ring'. It almost was like roast beef to me. KC sauce there is outstanding.
May 16th, 2012
2:07 pm
Besides Stephanie's homemade brisket, I would have to give the nod to Heirloom BBQ, topped with either their Korean or Hotlanta sauce with a side of Tempura Sweet Potatoes! Mmm, mmm good!
May 16th, 2012
3:03 pm
1. Slope's
2. Community Q
3. Swallow
May 16th, 2012
3:11 pm
I still have dreams about the brisket I had at Heirloom Market – SOOOOO good!
May 16th, 2012
3:28 pm
Old South
May 16th, 2012
3:45 pm
The Roswell FD cooking team cooks up some of the best brisket I had, delicious meal at the Roswell Relay for Life!
Lot of good ones, mainly in Roswell, Alpharetta & E. Cobb
May 16th, 2012
5:08 pm
All the way Grand Champion BBQ. They're new, but have totally blown our neighborhood out of the water with their TOP QUALITY BBQ! Come OTP and try them out, you'll be glad you did! Great pies, too.
May 16th, 2012
11:07 pm
Airloom Market BBQ is all the way TURNT UP!
May 16th, 2012
11:16 pm
Dreamland in Roswell – ain't nothin' like 'em nowhere!
May 16th, 2012
11:27 pm
Johnny's BBQ in Gainesville, GA just off the Cleveland Hwy.
Atlanta is full of a bunch of Yankees that know nothing about BBQ!
May 16th, 2012
11:36 pm
'Cue Barbecue is decent.
May 17th, 2012
12:01 am
The brisket at Grand Champion BBQ is without a doubt the best I have ever had. I have always been a barbecue fan of Fox Bros. and BBQ1 but when I recently tried the brisked at Grand Champion BBQ I couldn't go back to the other places. It is beyond tasty and smoked to perfection. Grand Champion BBQ is the best.
May 17th, 2012
8:41 am
Grand Champion BBQ; the BEST!


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JACKSON, Miss. (AP) - Mississippi Lt. Gov. Tate Reeves tells The Associated Press he believes there's bipartisan support among lawmakers for charter schools and for trying to improve children's reading skills in early elementary grades.
The Rankin County Republican also says he would support a "reasonable, rational" bond bill that focuses on long-term needs, not short-term projects such as putting new roofs on state buildings. The 2012 session ended without an agreement on issuing bonds to finance projects.
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Palin praised racist writer who called for RFK's assassination
October 25 2008 at 8:45 AM
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Palin praised racist writer who called for RFK's assassination
by: Pam Spaulding
Tue Sep 16, 2008 at 20:30:00 PM EDT
Why does this not surprise me? Frank Rich in the NYT, commenting on Sarah Palin's acceptance speech:
Aligning herself with "a young farmer and a haberdasher from Missouri" who "followed an unlikely path to the vice presidency," she read a quote from an unidentified writer who, she claimed, had praised Truman: "We grow good people in our small towns, with honesty and sincerity and dignity." Then Palin added a snide observation of her own: Such small-town Americans, she said, "run our factories" and "fight our wars" and are "always proud" of their country. As opposed to those lazy, shiftless, unproud Americans - she didn't have to name names - who are none of the above.
There were several creepy subtexts at work here. The first was the choice of Truman. Most 20th-century vice presidents and presidents in both parties hailed from small towns, but she just happened to alight on a Democrat who ascended to the presidency when an ailing president died in office. Just as striking was the unnamed writer she quoted. He was identified by Thomas Frank in The Wall Street Journal as the now largely forgotten but once powerful right-wing Hearst columnist Westbrook Pegler.
Who was Westbrook Pegler? RFK Jr. knows all too well:
Fascist writer Westbrook Pegler, an avowed racist who Sarah Palin approvingly quoted in her acceptance speech for the moral superiority of small town values, expressed his fervent hope about my father, Robert F. Kennedy, as he contemplated his own run for the presidency in 1965, that "some white patriot of the Southern tier will spatter his spoonful of brains in public premises before the snow flies."
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The parade of racist images continues: Obama ribs 'n chicken
- Mondo on Oct 25, 2008, 9:01 AM
No racist stuff directed at Obama is okay
- dori on Oct 25, 2008, 9:54 AM
That's good to hear
- Mondo on Oct 25, 2008, 11:26 AM
Peace back atcha
- dori on Oct 25, 2008, 2:32 PM
Boy, that writer sure has an active imagination
- dori on Oct 25, 2008, 9:49 AM
Tit for tat
- Mondo on Oct 25, 2008, 11:17 AM
You too, Mondo
- dori on Oct 25, 2008, 2:41 PM


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Dan Haseltine - Hymn
- Tuesday, August 15, 2000
by Dan Haseltine of Jars of Clay
I've only recently become acquainted with Dan, but I recognize him as a man of conviction and God-breathed insight. He's a true poet-a leader and a compassionate helper. The Lord has beautiful designs for Dan far beyond the boundaries of his band, Jars of Clay. Of this I am convinced. When you've finished reading Dan's essay, return immediately to the top, and read it again. Then, on another day, read it a third time. Listen for the voice of Holy God and be still. -Steve Hindalong
Listen to Dan sing "The Stone" with Jars of Clay
Slowly, confidently, the train pulled away from its resting place. It had struck a deal with time and so rode away with the remaining seconds it would have taken me to climb aboard. The whistle sounded in triumph, betraying its joy over having caused another would-be passenger to slow down-if only for a few stolen minutes. I felt my heart fall like a coin tossed carelessly into a darkened well. I held my breath with anticipation of its reaching the bottom. I would have to wait. It was Chicago. Many trains would be setting out in the direction I needed to go.
The train station was a cold mixture of marble and old wood. I surveyed the room. It was a drink wild with the intoxication of hurried commuters mid-pilgrimage, anxiously awaiting the first views of home. These were mixed with the defeated, abandoned scattering of those whose home had somehow eluded them or whose refuge this place of transit had become.
For the people with nowhere to go this was simply a time to dance along with the echoes of incoming and outgoing dreams. Their slumber took the shape of solace and became an escape from the reality, their search for home thus far was fruitless.
A different sort of sorrow erupted within me for the travelers who were only part way on their journey. And I saw others around me who had a clear destination, a lucid picture of the last few pages of this tragic and romantic journey. They were more out of sorts and bated in breath than their slumbering comrades.
Together we would wait. So lost in our travels, so insignificant within the scope of forever, so unwilling to notice.
My eyes wandered away from these various characters and toward the background on which the stage was set. I began to walk in rhythm to the predictable patterns of ancient gray and pearl-white squares. One missed square for every two tread under my feet, like a lethargic game of hopscotch. It took only a few moments to succumb to the trance-like awe that can only be felt in a place of such majesty. Is this a fitting home for a King, with its mile-high stone walls and a wealth of ornamental mastery? Not even a king could dare conquer the dreams or outsmart this court whose presence is made known in the rushing of the hour.
Could angels dwell in these very rooms? Surely, their wings could stretch to the east and west and never feel the threat of capture or closure. For only God and the infinity of heart and soul could feel the walls of such a place closing in around them. To all such things, this was a home.
So I took a deep breath and embraced the extremes that stood before me. The moment was like an old hymn billowing forth the immeasurable greatness of God and the all-too-measurable depravity of man. The clash of human mortality was on exhibit through leathery skin and charcoal hair. And the wild immortality which shone through carved granite statues under whose gaze Hercules would tremble and fall, had told a story of Gospel proportions. This is where David and Goliath crossed paths. And so I worshiped.
I heard the voice echo over the speaker, announcing that my train was ready to board. I took one last look at the "church" before me and stepped onto the train. I can only guess that the scheming of the hours to steal away moments of awe and wonder will never end. And the shortness of breath which renders our lips void of praise will forever cause our hearts to pound for things other than truth. So I am thankful for the hymns God blesses us with when we are forced to stop in our tracks and are inspired to worship.
Taken from: City On A Hill
Copyright 2000 by Steve Hindalong
Published by Harvest House Publishers, Eugene, Oregon 97402 and
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Hell yeah.
We go forward.
If you're in a wheelchair, every day is a Tube Strike.
"Ew you're a guy and like the color pink are you gay?"
I've been waiting for this post all my life
Lavoisier is having none of your shit.
Heeeey so fun fact: the woman in that painting is Lavoisier's wife, Marie-Anne Pierrette Paulze, who not only acted as Lavoisier's lab assistant but also translated English and Latin texts into French so he could read them. But she didn't just translate, she pointed out errors in the chemistry in some of the texts. Her observations of these errors convinced Lavoisier to study combustion, which led to his discovery of oxygen. She was also critical to the publication of Lavoisier's Elementary Treatise on Chemistry in 1789. She kept strict records of every experiment they conducted together and drew detailed diagrams of all their equipment. She also threw amazing parties and invited all the brightest minds in science so her husband could pick their brains. After Lavoisier was guillotined she secured all of his notebooks and equipment for posterity.
In short: NOBODY KICKS MADAME LAVOISIER OUT OF THE LAB.
Also, a side note: My historian husband-to-be pointed some things out to me about this painting. Notice that Madame Lavoisier is looking at the viewer, and all the light is on her, while Lavoisier himself is physically smaller than her, in shadow, and looking up to her in reverence. This isn't a candid photograph- all of these choices are deliberate. The painting isn't of Lavoisier- Madame Lavoisier is meant to be the central subject.
I can just imagine Lavoisier telling all his colleagues that his wife is really the one with all the clever ideas, and them patting him on the back and telling him he's sweet for saying so.
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A Texas veteran's organization called GETI, short for Global Energy Technologies Institute, is trying to balance some big numbers.
Over the next four years, 1.2 million service members will transition out of the military to the civilian world. Right now there are 600,000 job openings in the oil and gas industry globally.
Roy Pereira is one of those 1.2 million military personnel being retired and his story is one that the GETI Alliance wants to repeat thousands of times over.
After 13 years and two deployments to Iraq, he was separated from the army last September, by the next month he had a job...a good job.
"I can safely say they did a miracle considering how short a time they had to get me a job....they did a miracle on getting me a job," said Pereira.
For families like the Pereiras leaving the military life can be daunting. Suddenly they're on their own, having to find their own income, housing and insurance.
"There's so many people coming at you from so many different directions...you kind of have to figure out just what am I gonna do for my husband," said Evelyn Pereira, Roy's wife.
But that stress was put aside by Len Swanson. Evelyn Pereira remembers her first conversation with him.
"Take a breath and relax…it's going to be taken care of and this is what I'm going to do. The first thing is we gotta get your husband employed," Pereira said.
They did with an oil and gas contractor. And then they helped the family sell their house in Liberty Hill, find a house in Houston and find Roy an apartment quick so he could start work immediately.
Len Swanson says the GETI Alliance wants to channel skilled military people into the needed oil and gas workforce and one key is the proper certifications employers need. The other key is get to soldiers before they get out of the service.
"How do we go forth and put into place a combination of proven programs to do assessment and counseling way in advance of these men and women being released," Swanson said.
In Roy's case he'd worked with heavy equipment in the Army so they got him certified and in a snap he had a well-paying position. Because he had experience, which so many military have, it happened so fast the family actually had time to take a mini-vacation during the transition. Now the family can make real plans.
"Go camping, fishing, visit where I was born and my kids see it...that's my ultimate goal and have a place where I can call home," Pereira said.
The GETI Alliance has now reached an agreement with Ft. Hood to start integrating their services with the Army's protocol regarding soldiers separating from the service. To learn more about GETI Alliance click here.
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I miss getting into my zone. It rarely happens. When I sneak my way in it's a bit like this: I'm in the edit bay, something right is happening and I'm just trying to keep up with it. One idea stacks on another and another and they keep flowing - There's an invisible spring somewhere and an invisible levee has broken and I don't want sleep, food, or toilets to get in the way. It's been a while. I found the zone again this weekend.
I may have also discovered a new passion - Visual accompaniment to live music. This first video will be playing at Shambhala fest at the RockPit stage. I hope to do many more. DJs, musicmakers, party-throwers, and friends and allies of all of the above, hit me up! Maybe at some point I'll have this stuff available through an online store, but for now it's just in the kitchen.
The idea is this: I create the video to random music using only footage that has come through the camera in my hands. I allow the chaos in the footage to do its thing regarding rhythm. Inevitably there will be pattern overlaps with almost any music you play it with. What I hope to have is something like an album full of song-length clips, each done in a single sitting. I have a nigh-bottomless well of nutrient-rich video content from years of taking my camera everywhere and NOT editing it down, and here it is at last: A place for it. Old sleeping lovelies dusted and allowed to breathe again.
It glitters and it's grimy. And it's quick - 15 minutes of the good stuff took me about 2 days in the kitchen. I keep everything in Final Cut and I keep the effects simple to manage - color correction and luma keys are all I use. It's easy in post because the footage I begin with is properly crazy. Mostly because I'm crazy, but I'm happy to have somewhere this footage can go. Keep in mind everything moves - the lights twinkle, the raindrops trickle, the smoking plane tumbles and the silk dancer flies. It's designed to be large and bright and accompanied by loud music that people move to. If people at the show stop dancing and stare at the screens for a while, I may consider the video TOO successful, but nonetheless, a glee-squirm is a good feel.
Once Shambhala's underway I'll put together a short version of this reel and publish it for the enjoyment of all. Just add music. Now if anyone's going to be at Shambhala, stop by RockPit at night and take some photos for me.
Here it be: A peek at what's cooking on my documentary on the Vancouver hockey riots. My goal is to have this thing out during the playoff season. The Canucks are expected to do well, and I don't think the timing could be better.
For now, here's a little look at the movie - the tone, the noise, the images. Please spread the word, if there's anyone at all you think may be interested in this, pass it forward with the note that this little documentary will be done by the end of the hockey season. Look forward to it!
I've (finally) officially started the edit on my Vancouver Riots documentary. I've been sitting on the footage for nearly a year, and now, going into the new playoffs, I'm finally feeling like I know what to say. This documentary isn't an informational research-and-interview deal. I am not asking professors of sociology why people act like they do. I just go out with my camera and notice things, and some of those things I notice while the camera is running. I hope the camera notices them too.
The edit's going to be a little bit on the gruelling side, but I'm already excited about what I have, and I'll be releasing a short trailer in the next week. I've been working on it the last couple of days, and while I'm struggling to find the right pace and music, and it's entirely too long to boot, I'm quite stirred and excited.
A couple shots made it into Memory Machine, but I'm sitting on the best stuff for now. I promise to stay postin'!
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I've been assembling some (and by "some" I mean a mean fraction) of my summertime cinematographs into something resembling a whole. This is a lot like my winter movie Warm Places - less a story and more an album of moving images with a theme.
Hopefully this tugs on a particular string or two. If not, it's got plenty of pretty pictures to tide anyone over with a few minutes to spare.
I've just gotten myself set up at the Saatchi Gallery Online. If anyone's interested in purchasing a print, you can sign up for free and place an order. Right now I only have a few photos up, but there will be many more coming.
Thom Stitt at the Saatchi Gallery Online
Who doesn't love to spend money? Don't you feel slightly depressed about something in your life? Consumption therapy is proven to work. Buy something pretty, and not only do you get a high-quality framed photo, but you also get eternal love from me (included free).
Fine print: I am not affiliated in any way with Charlie Immer, the artist. I nearly stare into his amazing artwork and decipher my own stories. Imagine the following in the voice of David Attenborough or Stephen Fry, if you please.
I'd like to introduce you to my friend Charlie. Charlie's a pink jellynoid from another realm, a world made almost entirely of various jelly substances. Charlie spends most of his time exploring his world and taking photographs of the various goings-on. It's all pretty standard stuff for the jellynoids, but once he discovered that these scenes are an absolute novelty in our subdued 3-dimensional universe, he began to bring his photos across into what we call the "real world" for the enjoyment and education of all. It's a very colorful cartoon world similar to ours but different in certain key respects. Let's see if we can sort out some of the nature of this fascinating world.
Here's Charlie going for a swim in a tendril foliage lake. Good form, Chuck! The sea here is a lighter-viscosity jelly substance, close to the density of some naturally-growing tendrils. Tendrils are like the plants of this world, but they have nervous systems and are fully conscious. How this works is mostly unknown, but it's been theorized that they share a kind of diffused, shared mental computation, lacking a focused brain organ. Some of these tendrils that grow in the jelly-waters live in a partially-melted state, so in fact most of the lakes and oceans of this world are at least partially conscious, if fairly inexplicable to comprehend.
Here's Charlie on a particularly obese and sweltering day. See how his torso's jelly-skin is see-through? That happens sometimes. You can really see what people are made of in this world - Charlie's species can have trouble expressing emotions using facial features, so this sort of adaptive display helps communicate a great deal of information. These creatures' outer shells are highly malleable and can take on a wide array of forms. Each one has to be 'grown,' much like a crab's shell. Wow, look at how rich and full Charlie's insides are! This is truly a grand jellyman, right at home on a brisk jog through the technicolor tendrils.
Oh, here's an expressive fellow! This one's learned to modify his shell in a playful manner. It should be noted however, that he clearly does not have the rich insides that Charlie boasts. Don't let the cheerful visage fool you - This one's mostly an empty husk, and highly untrustworthy. Such a figure in Charlie's world should be approached with a high degree of caution. What's most likely happened here is that this is an old jellynoid who's mostly dead, and is left without a skeleton but only a hardened shell and the vestige of a highly-demented brain. His husk, when it hardens, will make a great molding ground for other smaller jellyfolk to shape new heads and bodies.
Here's a cheerful bit of mischief! Charlie calls this photo "Scare Glow" - it's a friend who's currently in the process of forming a new jelly-shell. He's managed to make his insides glow different colors (likely by ingesting certain jelly substances which occur in the wild), putting on quite a show for the tendrils in the foliage forest. You might think those are lightning bolts in the distance, but in fact they're just regular old glowing, dangling stormcloud nerves.
Peekaboo! Here's what it looks like when a jellynoid decides to discard his current jellyshell. Shells can get overly stiff and inexpressive after a while. You don't want to be a social outcast, do you? Well then you'd better discard your jellyshell when it starts getting stiff! Don't worry, a new jelly membrane will begin to grow almost immediately. You can shape it however you want! The longer you wait to discard your jellyshell, the less this process hurts. It's generally inadvisable and can be harmful to the identity and organs to discard a membraneous shell that hasn't had time to form with a jellynoid's "personality." This appears to be a perfect time to discard - the nerves have no trouble separating from the husk, which separates very cleanly.
Uh oooh! This is a bit of brotherly teasing in an autumn meadow. "Look at me! I'm YOU! hahahaha!" Don't let it disturb you too much. Although if the brother took off his face as well and then they switched faces, there would be some small risk of total identity shifting, but this is something that isn't terribly out of the ordinary in this world, especially under the influence of the tendril meadows.
It's a little-known fact that the creatures Gumby and Pokey are based on hail from the Jellynoid world. This is a rare shot of a Gumby-jelly taming a wild Pokey-jelly. Notice the rainbow rain. Most drops are delicious, but some are positively poisonous. Fuschia, for example, tastes like candy, whereas hot pink drops will actually turn your insides into candy, promptly making you food for certain species of tendril.
Oh, dear. Here's a rather gruesome scene. This is the inverse of the Shape-Fitter husk from earlier. Here there is only the skeleton and a vestigial jellybrain, which takes a long time to fully die off. It's unknown exactly how jellybrains work, but one theory says that the actual substance of the brain, when it eventually lowers in viscosity enough to melt fully will eventually grow into tendrils, and that all tendrils are the stuff of former jellynoid brains.
There aren't too many of these skeleton "fixtures" but it should be noted that their almost total lack of any visible jelly whatsoever can be seen as an abomination to many jellypeople. This one, which has lost its lower torso completely, is permanently grown into the edge of the Western Tendril Woods near the coast, and has been nearly totally overtaken by tendrils. It mercilessly eats tiny jellybean people to feed the foliage tendrils which now constitute its innards. This is a peek at an interesting facet of the Jelly Kingdom - symbiotic ecosystems occuring around single intelligent (or formerly-intelligent) organisms - similar to ourselves and the bacteria in our digestive tract, but with far more diversity. We'll focus more on these on a future blog entry. If you want to take a look through more of Charlie's fascinating photographs, check out charlieimmer.com.
Some photos from the weekend, mostly centered around Jericho Beach. Great time with Sam Kim and Amanda Catching, both of whom helped a great deal here. The photo through the wooden railing was only possible with Sam's flash chicanery, and the prism refraction technique is Amanda's brainchild. We all steal heartily from each other.
This summer is unbearably mild in Vancouver. It's a summer through a sheer curtain. We know there's something amazing on the other side, but we can't quite get it clearly. I don't know if we'll really have a summer this year.
Upside: This makes the glimpsing all the more spectacular on the eyeballs.
There's a video making the viral rounds by the title "Girl goes nuts not having a boyfriend." Since it started picking up the views, the uploader enabled revenue sharing and mentioned in the description:
THIS IS NOT ME. I Repeat, THIS IS NOT ME!
I came across this on Tumblr actually and felt the biggest urge to put on Youtube honestly… It's hard to tell if she's trolling or just completely retarded I personally think.
Additionally, there's an annotation added at the beginning of the video which is by-default on, reading:
Like: Agreed, this girl is a nutcase or you'd fap to this. Dislike: Just not weird enough for you.
Or, how about another possibility? That it may be a piece of insightful satirical performance art skewering the grotesqueries of today's social pressures on teenaged girls. As loathe as I am to bring this video's re-poster more sleazy ad revenue, I'm not sure how else to show it. So that being established, I'll let you watch the video and decide, and then I'll make my case.
Whoa. So, assuming she didn't just snap on camera (odds probably low, considering how sharp she is as she prepares us that what we're about to see is "crazy" and "weird"), this is maybe goddamn enlightening stuff. Please indulge me, as I indulge myself, in some pretentious banter.
Times are changing rapidly, off the rails, changing by the year, changing like crazy. This young girl is in the middle of that Hell, and as a teenager no less. We must imagine that she may be tapped in to something.
Now when she completes her cool, collected preparatory intro, she immediately switches characters, and the story begins. Here she plays the part of the sort of girls she feels surrounded by, the ones that "win" at the larger social game, and very soon takes on a most frightening character. This new figure appears utterly desperate to put on whatever mask will win her points in today's social game, going through whatever motions, however ridiculous, are accepted. But she's not playing the exterior, she's playing the subtext. She's outright showing you what's going on inside some of the girls you may recognize. She's merely revealing a glimpse at the ghost within - that is, we have now entered the Spirit Realm. Myazaki fans who wear glasses should take them off here and recall his imaginative visions as you watch the rest of this video.
Now she has become ethereal, the true spirit of Desperation. This Spirit seems capable of incredibly graceful movement it seems, if the dance itself contains absolutely no grace. This spirit vessel is a powerful one. Grotesque and with a strong sort of magnetism. This may be a spirit that some will cling to (or, from another perspective, some will be clinged-to by this spirit) in order to navigate the labyrinth of being a social animal called a "human." Now watch, as the farther we go in the video, the more and more this spirit shows itself clearly through the mask-on-a-mask.
That's the uber-pretentious cliff's notes as to why this may be an amazing piece of performance art. Or, it could be that very sparse possibility that this girl just became unhinged on camera. I can only really speak for my own experience: Her collected explanatory intro, the immediate "switch" into character, and the arc of that character are all very telling to me.
But until it comes out what the girl herself has to say on this potentially viral youtube-generation masterwork, we'll have to wonder at the possibilities. It could be that the pressure has gotten to her, that she is venting some terrible demon that's threatening to inhabit her. It could be a carefully-contrived piece of youtube artwork. It could be a combination, or it could be neither. Either way, it provides a valuable glimpse at the frightening spirits that inhabit today's teenage social structure.
Another possibility is that perhaps this girl is destined to become an actor. I'm sure she'll be quite alright in whatever world awaits her - She just needs to survive High School first.
Just a brief refreshment in case it's been a while:
1. We don't know what we are.
2. We don't know why or how we exist.
3. We don't know where we're going.
The aggregate collected knowledge and experience of all humankind has only glimpsed possibilities to the contrary, but nobody anywhere knows.
Thank you for taking the time out of your day to remember this. Please enjoy the use of this map of existence if you slip out of this reality on your way into dreams tonight. You're somewhere in that crazy waveform in the middle. Also keep in mind this is a 2-dimensional image flattened down from an unknown number of dimensions. I hope you find it more pleasing to look at than your local mall's directory map.
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Thank you, have a pleasant evening!
The city's down the highway. Follow the skytrain. It's a glistening jewel just over the next hill. There might be plumes of black smoke rising out of it, but don't worry about that, it's just another sign that something is seriously awry in the human psyche. Especially at risk are any human souls residing in the suburbs. A comfortable, familiar risk by most measures.
Social networks have revealed that many of the guilty parties during the riots were financially well-off suburban youths. High school students with scholarships and brand new clothes, living in houses with yards on both sides, out in the highway hill country. But this isn't about the riots - I'll get to that some other time. This is about a concert in the Burbs the night after the riots. But it's a story, like many of my stories, about connecting and misconnecting.
In the middle of Vancouver's nearest suburb, just in the dip of a couple shallow hills (so it feels cozy), is little Deer Lake. An adorable lake park beset by tiny Canadian highways and just down the hill from British Columbia's largest shopping mall. Maybe Deer Lake is so adorable because it's a mish-mash of introduced species and recent growth. The wild, strange, complex place that existed before it was settled was destroyed nearly immediately by logging. Now it's some kind of papier-mache replica of itself, but it's still undeniably adorable. Deer Lake's access is ever-so-slightly more sub-urban, ever-so-slightly more inclined to producing as its nightly offspring long wanderings along the sides of empty, meandering highways. This isn't like trotting to the Vogue downtown, surrounded by light rail trains, flashing neon, and dense channels of major bus lines. These are weary lands.
All of this knowledge awaited me. Embarking, I only knew two things:
- Early summer evening in the park
- Kid Cudi concert
Unsure of when the Kid Cudi show actually started, I took a cab. The following thirty minutes of my life would have been familiar to anyone who has ever played the Sega game Crazy Taxi. The suburban jungle was an utter distress to my driver, who had no idea how to get to Deer Lake and frantically flipped between his iphone's GPS and someone at the Yellow Cab dispatch who I imagine had Google Maps open with a traffic overlay. I was part of a new logistical cab experience - a mechanized technological feat that involves constant radiation to and from orbiting machines which whip at abominable speeds above the sky and around the world. The driver couldn't cope with the traffic and roads out here, but thankfully he had little trouble coping with the beaming of radiation precisely to and from these machines over and over again. I could see that for him, his mission was dire. Halfway through the trip, three u-turns in, sweat on his temples, temporarily at a stoplight, assuming my need to be dire, he made a decision so weighty it sent shuddering ripples through the car. He buckled his seatbelt.
I wondered if it might have been the first time since his driving exam that he had taken such a drastic measure. I already had mine buckled, but I got the sense there was some OTHER thing I was forgetting to buckle, some other latch I didn't know how to fasten.
I had the idea now that Deer Lake Park wasn't going to have the home-in-Kansas feeling of the city. Looking around me, walking on the sidewalks and through the grass was the result of what must have been the last bell for classes at some high school just on the other side of a nearby 80s time warp. The Kid Cudi concert pilgrimage was in full effect. With this neon rabble as my audience, the cab driver swerved to a stop on a median in the middle of a two-lane road and ran my credit card the old-fashioned way, to the quiet soundtrack of a crackling engine and shuffling footsteps and low chatter. In 360 degrees, outside all of my surrounding windows were bobbing patterns of hot pink, electric blue, and brain-piercing orange.
I made my way through the entrance, amazed at how many young adult women were following around what seemed to be baby-faced headband-peacocks bragging about how they stomped on something. Mass production has favored the hormones of only one sex it seems. I found an ideal empty patch at my preferred spot - in the middle, just in front of the sound booth, my back to the fence, a chill stranger to my left, a large stack of pizza boxes to my right as plain as can be, daring me to wonder at its origin.
The opening act was appropriately known as The Knux. They tore it up and took the opportunity to bring the riots in: "C'mon, this is Vancouver, isn't this the crowd that rioted?" They also took a minute to remind people that violence isn't the answer (but peace and love are ingredients in it).
Cudi got what one might call "mad love" upon his appearance. He had a full live band. They launched directly into Revofev. Crowd was down.
I stood back and enjoyed the show, took in the air, and noticed that I was at the core of a central channel of people movement. Looking down you could get a glimpse of what it might look like from above. Rocks, banks, streams. Veins, arteries, junctions. People moving in, out, through similar but subtly shifting circulatory channels. As in any crowd, it was becoming an organism, a complex system rising out of chaos. Down on my level it became clear that they formed paths in a leg forest. I noticed forks, deltas, capillaries. People came from all directions, their stops and starts mitigated by their position in the crowd and their level of asshole-ness (the scale goes from "Non-Asshole / Meekling" to "Screaming Ass-Hole"). I formulated a few crowd-physics ideas at Sasquatch Fest, and continued to notice how it worked here - the sizes of personal buffer zones breathing and zipping with the moving particles, forming regular channels in order to minimize distraction. Many people came and went - sometimes clogging the channels without realizing it, thinking, "hey, here's a clear spot!" - but before long were bumped-into enough to un-clog and continue back down (sometimes up) the stream. Thus the paths through the leg forest were trod and formed. Occasionally by stiff-shouldered security personnel scanning the crowd and lecturing - even angrily - at groups who were smoking pot. Can we replace these paid staff with something more useful already? Can we hire people to police assholes instead of hiring police that are assholes?
A wide berth was kept around the pizza boxes. I exploited it, a large semi-circle buffer zone pre-built, and a regular junction of rotating strangers in front. Right now, it had stabilized to a group of short, attractive females, the ages of whom I could not in a million years guess, assuming my surroundings as they were. There was one maniac forward and to the right who I felt deserved his own fresco painting. He put on a show in the crowd to rival Cudi. He was white and gaunt, his clothes baggy enough to hold tenfold his lean girth - one got the feeling these clothes were designed for someone who might spontaneously transform into a hulk-like beast. At one point during the night he had a girl on his shoulders and he carried her like it was perfectly normal to be wearing a sentient hat of thighs, waist, breasts, arms, and human head, plus a scarf made of legs. His attire for the evening established, he proceeded to dance HARD with a second girl, hard enough to cause injury in a lesser spirit, all while rapping with an earnest ferocity. To top it off - He held aloft the small fire of his lighter so Cudi would know he cared. I wasn't sure if the girl on his shoulders was concerned about the sudden occasional source of flame launching toward her face from her violently bobbing stool, but this dude was too busy not giving a fuck for that sort of nonsense. This was the Cudi Zone, and it was time for the star concert-goers to show their top shit - If a few eyebrows get singed in the process, so be it. I understood now why his clothes had to be so enormous - his tiny body could barely contain him - how could tiny clothes? This guy's watermark was so high it was the least one could do to nod understanding and shrink down into the righteous ground below.
This is an image of the Maniac at the concert, but it's too terrible to do any justice unless it's way out of focus and you imagine it being super awesome somehow.
What this landscape screamed for was a short stepping stool in front of the mixing booth. Straight shot to center stage. Free to all shorties. No need to squeeze your thighs around some badass's ears for a game of "Fireball Dodge" - although hopefully that option will always be available to the right person. You girls know who you are.
Notice the flow of people around the booth, assuming a venue isn't too crowded. Right in the center is the greatest buffer zone. This is the spot, due to the booth corners being such dense traffic channels. Like drafting behind a fast car. Put the stool down. Make some friends, help the short people connect with [insert favorite rockstar]. If only I had gotten his name, I would name this stool-based-vantage-point-machine after the fire-wielding Deer Lake Maniac.
Giggle. Glint. Flash. Something is distracting me. Little glittery explosions. Holy shit I'm in the middle of a fucking battleground.
Let me back up a second. Scott Mescudi is doing his thing right up there with the band. He's enjoying the vibe, making an honest effort to connect with the crowd. The problem: Many of his suburban fans at Deer Lake seem to be consuming candy-feasts for their minds at their local mall's "Culture for Sale" store. It's hard not to focus on it. Still, I like these people somehow. I might hate them if I were attending High School with them, but they were trying, somehow, with what they had, which is a fairly seriously sick world to inherit. In glances I saw some quiet dorky non-presences on the sidelines. They stood out by their lack of screaming color or head plumage. In a crowd of people demanding visual attention, the usual chameleons became birds of paradise. They were, like me, perhaps unaware that there were rules of teen concert attendance. How many of this crowd connected on a deeper level with the music, and how many are here only because it's the place to be?
Cudi sings about feeling alienated from a high, lonely vantage while trying and frequently failing to operate his cogs in the machine (One must wonder what his honest experience is onstage at a venue like this). Perhaps that is telling. Perhaps beneath the screaming green caps are brains swirling with some urge to be a little more honest but happy for now if Cudi does the painful part of the work for them. Scott Mescudi writes lyrics by filtering his self-concept through his music. The extremely personal nature of it all means that many critics reviewing a Cudi album are also putting him on the couch for a psychological assessment. It's no wonder he gives no time to the haters. Baring your young soul, by turns empathetic and self-destructive, isn't easy to do in public. When he opened the set, he prepared the crowd: "Welcome. Welcome you. I am your big brother. What do I have to say to the kids?" And then he said what he had to say. I trust some of them were actually listening. I can confirm that at least a few were not.
But enough of everyone else. I need to float up only slightly and I achieve enough thrust for take-off - I am bewildered by the big-screen visuals. They have me flying, expanding outward and gliding through an electric music tunnel. It is warping, changing. Now over a multi-dimensional landscape made of shimmering SOMETHING, and if only I could figure out what that something actually WAS I would really be onto… Oh god, the colors… Wait, what?
Giggle. Glint. Glitter. Flash. Glance. Snicker.
Something stirs on the northern front. Like some mischievous pixie in a fairytale, another winking set of mascara eyes secretly giggling and gleaming in the tiny flashes of her iphone 4, reminding me that I am a human something that looks a certain way, and as far as I'm concerned, I can't really give a fuck what that is right now.
Did I call this a social battleground before? I take that back. This shit's a minefield. I'm on my own stage in this little pocket and there's no escaping it now. While the tiny clicking puffs of light continued, I kept waiting for the Wiz-Kid to mention the riots that we had somehow created in the city last night. It never happened. Perhaps on purpose - but he didn't miss a beat to talk about himself, his "old shit" (meaning from a couple years ago), his new music, his side projects, and his sincere love for every Canadian show he played when he was on the come-up - just nothing about the riots. Perhaps this was a deliberate measure to keep things positive. Cudi always made an effort, though, toward honest connection. He appreciated the marijuana-smokers as conduits in the crowd, and you could see that he would have had a joint if he wasn't playing a venue policed by the stiff-spine patrol clunking like robots through the forest paths. He talked about his upcoming short film with Shia LaBoeuf called "Maniac" - making sure to check the crowd for special connections with fans who already knew about it. I think Cudi craves these little connections because a crowd like this can feel so distant otherwise. If it's a single organism, then what is its quality? It's a multi-colored logo-splattered Jackson Pollock bib. A huge bowl of candy-colored mallrats and their riotous, imprisoned hearts.
So the giggling eyes and the flashing of iphones continued. I swear to God, I thought to myself, they're all posing in front of me, like I'm one of those giant toy soldiers in London. Standing guard for Her Majesty's whatever-the-fuck, keeping it safe from the tourist hordes. Are they doing this because they think I'm a ridiculous creep or because they want to get my attention? Perhaps it started with the latter and evolved to the former. None of this group of girls is trying to communicate with me, nobody getting my attention, everybody just snickering and assuming I can rummage through the games and figure out what they're playing. But more pressingly, are they 15 or 22? This madness continued on some level for the entire show. Daring to walk amongst Romans, I felt I was being strung up. Somewhere is a blog or a series of facebook photos with me in the background and the caption: "this creepy weirdo totally ignored us the entire time - Look how out of it he is!'
The show ended in mild sparking misconnections. Cudi took off and the background track for "These Worries" began to play. Staff immediately ran out on stage and soon the track cut out. Was it an encore fail? Cudi came out to appease the crowd with what I guess might have been the second song of the encore, but I was feeling what Cudi may have felt - I can only do so much here.
I didn't stick around to watch the rabble disperse. I dispersed. But my night in the suburbs had only begun.
Next time! On blah-blah-blah:
Lost on highways. Tin-can prisoners. Strangers scared shitless of their own fear. And a glimpse of the world's end.


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Halloween's a scream for masochists, sadists and lovers of mystery
A lot of Brits moan about the importing of Halloween. My neighbourhood is full of malevolent kids trick or treating for candy, which is worrying because all I have to hand is an aged packet of mints. My house is going to get egged real bad…
But I welcome the festive excuse to crack out a horror movie and scare myself silly. Watching them in the cinema is an even bigger thrill. The surrounding darkness, the size the screen and the claustrophobia of all the people around you intensifies the creep and shock. I'm the annoying person shouting, "Get back into the car! Don't go in there! Stay together! He's behind you!" And when the knife plunges, the girly scream you hear comes from this thirty year old guy in the back row. Why do I put myself through it?
One view is that artificial terror is a way of processing the actual nastiness of real life. George A Romero's Night of the Living Dead transformed horror movies from gothic fantasy into something that looked like a documentary. Filmed in grainy black and white, his zombie monsters were the product of science (a virus) rather than black magic (a voodoo doll), while the violent imagery was lifted from Vietnam War newsreels. By the late 1970s, Romero's sequel – Dawn of the Dead – reflected the decadence of peace. The surviving heroes barricade themselves up in a shopping mall and live fat off its shelves, while the poor zombies mill around starving outside. Someone should've sent them a community organiser.
Scaring yourself can be a masochistic act, but seeing others getting scared can also bring out our hidden sadist. The slasher movie craze of the late 1970s and early 1980s allowed audiences to cheer as annoying teens were cut to pieces by knife wielding maniacs. There's a myth that these movies were anti-sex and misogynistic (ie, all the victims were scantily clad girls). In fact horny boys and virgins got it in the neck just as often, and the only consistent motif in the movies was the camera angle that allowed the audience to identify with the loon on the loose. In the opening to Halloween, we see the world through the eyes of a young Michael Myers as he dons a costume, picks up a knife and stabs his sister to death. The "joy" for the viewer is seeing what the victim cannot – that the monster is coming towards them.
And the experience of being dragged through a nightmare can be so extreme that it borders on the ironic – giggles and screams are never far apart. Rob Zombie captured that nicely in his fairytale House of a 1000 Corpses. A gang of obnoxious teenagers shelter from the rain in the home of the deliriously evil Firefly family, who torture and maim for kicks. Nothing to laugh at there. But when the misnamed Tiny Firefly turns up for dinner (he's eight foot tall and deformed) and politely seats himself at the table, the mix of fear and social awkwardness is hilarious. "You'll have to forgive Tiny," says Ma Firefly. "He can't hear so much…"
There is, then, a subtle politics to the horror movies – an anarchic tendency to subvert the normal with violence and nervous laughter. Maybe the most meta movie ever made was Lamberto Bava's Demons. A group of annoying teenagers (you can see a common theme here) go to a cinema to watch a movie. The movie is about another group of annoying teenagers who turn into demons. The demons in the movie-within-a-movie psychically breakthrough the screen and attack the teenagers in the fantasy audience, turning the unreal cinema into a battleground between good and evil. And thus, we in the real audience find ourselves watching a movie about an audience watching a movie – and when their movie turns on them, we're left with the creeping feeling that our movie might turn on us.
That might be the best explanation of why I scream in the cinema, and maybe why I keep going back. I suspect that the film will turn real and somehow manifest itself in real life. When I swim in the sea, Jaws will be there. When I take a shower, Norman Bates will be sitting on the toilet sharpening his knife. And when I eat a hard boiled egg … well, you've all seen Alien. Our childhood fear that there's something lurking beneath the bed is confirmed, and life regains the mystery that science has worked so hard to erode.
Perhaps people "celebrate" Halloween as a way of tapping into the magic that's otherwise gone from everyday life. We inhabit a post-Christian world where the idea of angels is laughed at. But it's still okay to scream at celluloid demons. It's far easier to define and illustrate evil than it is to imagine good – so our new gods are Leatherface, Jason Voorhees and Freddy Krueger. Are they any different from the gnashing toads and mutoid imps that squat in Hieronymous Bosch's Garden of Earthly Delights? Only in the number of chainsaws present. Otherwise, horror movies are thoroughly Medieval.
Three cheers for Dracula, Wolf Man and the whole Monster Mash! For without them, life would be rational beyond endurance.
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It would be a shame if the scruffy saga of two would-be streetwear magnates got lost in the fall shuffle, but then, HBO seems to be content these days to let its generally low-key half-hour programs find their own audiences and perk along under their own steam.
Having said that, 'Bored to Death,' which also has a nicely detailed and lived-in New York atmosphere, would be a better 'HTMIIA' companion than the dour 'Hung.' Certainly the best thing about 'HTMIIA' -- aside from its terrific opening credits -- is the authentic feel of the lives of strivers who wouldn't dream of living anywhere else.
The problem with Ben (Bryan Greenberg) and Cam (Victor Rasuk) is that they may just be too nice to make it in New York's unforgiving garment-industry game. They have ideas and strategies for how to promote their CRISP brand of hoodies and T-shirts, but a lack of funds and a tendency to get in their own way trips them up almost every time they appear to be closer making their dream a reality.
Still, in season 2, they take a few steps forward in their goal of getting their well-made garments into the nicer store and boutiques, and the show casually yet purposefully weaves together the lives of the two main entrepreneurs and their memorable yet understated group of friends. They include Ben's ex, Rachel (the surprisingly versatile Lake Bell, whose interesting choice of roles in recent years has proven me wrong about her talent and her range), Wall Street dealmaker David (Eddie Kaye Thomas) and Domingo (Scott "Kid Cudi" Mescudi), whose business, which combines pot dealing and dog walking, may have the best chance of success.
Fitting nicely into Cam and Ben's world in the second season are guest stars James Ransone ('Generation Kill,' 'The Wire') as a douchey streetwear designer who wants to get into "proper haberdashery" and Gina Gershon, who plays an influential fashion-business insider.
It's nice to see that in the first three episodes of the eight-episode second season, the plots, such as they are, have a little more discipline and focus than they did in season 1, but 'HTMIIA' never forgets what its true strength is -- depicting the scrabbling energy of those on the lower rungs of New York City's creative classes. At times, watching 'HTMIIA' makes you feel like you're eating an authentic New York slice while walking around the Lower East Side, and the show's vibe is often best expressed in scenes with Luiz Guzman's character, who is wonderfully deadpan and endearingly sincere as the energy-drink maven Rene.
It's hard to believe that his drink, Rasta Monsta, will ever really take off, but it's New York City. Anything can happen, right?
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Detroit power pop trio Chris Richards + the Subtractions will appear at Central Library on September 18 at 7 pm. Joined by bassist Todd Holmes and drummer Larry Grodsky (both fixtures on the Detroit scene since the 80's and 90's), singer/songwriter Chris Richards has long been regarded as "one of the unsung heroes of Midwest power pop" (All Music Guide). Richards' love of power pop, which combines an affection for the music of the British Invasion along with 90's bands such as Teenage Fanclub and The Velvet Crush, is reflected in their guitar-driven approach. Says Richards, "We are all about songs dripping in melody and delivered with a punch! The simplicity of power pop makes it very endearing to us."
The trio's latest album, Get Yer La La's Out, contains "songs of hook-laden, melody-intensive pop confection," and has received glowing reviews from The All Music Guide and Pitchfork. Jeremy Porter of Motor City Rocks says that "the songs are great and served up on top of a thick bed of jangly-but-edgy guitars and the harmonies are all sweet and 'oooooh'-ey... There's elements of The Beatles, Kinks, Matthew Sweet and Cheap Trick. I'd bet Chris listens to The Raspberries on his way to band practice. Then Hüsker Dü on the way home. Then The Bangles on Sunday morning (no shame in that!)." (www.chrisrichardsandthesubtractions.com)


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Hands. Heart. Breath. Feet. Eyes. Taste. The whole self.
These aspects of the human body were each one of seven experiential prayer stations set up recently in the Centenary classroom at Duke Divinity School as a project by M.Div. first-year student Emily Knight to take the Old Testament understandings of the body and merge them with a modern understanding of prayer.
Accompanied by music and art, each station in the "Body and Prayer Project" offered visitors a sensory and participatory prayer experience that closely intersected with Scripture and enabled them to use all their senses to pray.
"The project offered ways for people to express themselves before God in physical ways as a form of prayer," said Knight, who created the project for the Old Testament class, "Biblical Bodies," taught by Anathea Portier-Young [1], associate professor of Old Testament at the Divinity School. "For me, the physical nature of prayer reminds you of the realness of your faith in the here and now."
The self-guided stations with written instructions included washing feet; viewing images of hands in various positions of prayer and also icons; using a stethoscope to listen to your heart beat; putting your whole body in different positions during prayer; using art supplies to create a visual prayer; eating sweet and bitter foods; and practicing special breathing while in prayer.
Portier-Young and Sally Bates, Divinity School chaplain, were advisers for the project. It was funded by the Stewart Henry Arts Fund and sponsored by the Duke Divinity Women's Center.
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Residents who don't want to get caught off guard if a tornado forms in the area have a new way to keep track of hazardous weather on their smartphones and other mobile devices.
The American Red Cross recently released its "Tornado App," which is designed to put real-time hazardous weather information in the palms of users' hands.
The new app is free and is available in both English and Spanish for iPhone, iPad and Android users, according to a Red Cross media release.
Be warned though: the app does include a "high-pitched siren" that goes off when a tornado moves into a user's area. It also provides an "all clear" alert when danger passes. The alert sounds even if the app happens to be closed when a tornado is reported.
Information conveyed on the app comes from the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration, according to the release.
"Tornadoes often happen in the overnight hours when people are sleeping," said Linda Carbon, CEO of Florida's West Coast Region, in explaining the reason for the loud siren alert. "The audible alerts in this app can save lives - even if users can't monitor the weather because they are away from radio, TV or in places where weather band radios may not work."
Why Do Tampa Bay Residents Need the App?
Janet McGuire, spokeswoman for the Red Cross' West Coast Region, said there are some pretty compelling reasons why Tampa Bay area residents should download and use the app.
"Florida has the dubious distinction of having a higher frequency of tornadoes per 10,000 square miles than any other state, including Oklahoma," she said. The coastline from Fort Myers up through Tampa Bay is especially vulnerable, she added.
While there isn't technically a "tornado season," McGuire said we are entering the period of time when Florida is most likely to see tornado formation.
Springtime is when Florida tends to see its most powerful tornado strikes, she said, and summer is the time when the most frequent reports of sightings come in.
So, just how frequent are tornadoes in Florida?
McGuire said the average number is 55 per year, according to the National Weather Service.
What Else Does the App Provide?
According to the Red Cross media release, the app also has these featured included:
- Location-based NOAA tornado, severe thunderstorm and flood watch and warning alerts;
- Enhanced weather maps;
- One-touch "I'm safe" messaging that allows users to broadcast reassurance to family and friends that they are out of harm's way;
- Simple steps and checklists people can use to create an emergency plan and share it with household members;
- Preloaded content that gives users instant access to critical action steps, even without mobile connectivity;
- Toolkit with flashlight, strobe light and audible alarm;
- Locations of open Red Cross shelters; and
- Badges users can earn through interactive quizzes and share on social networks.
Tips for staying safe when a tornado is spotted are also included in the app, McGuire said. Just download and visit the "prepare" section.
How to Get the App
The new app is available on iTunes for Apple users and also via the Google Play Store for Android users. To find the app, just search for the American Red Cross or go to redcross.org/mobileapps.


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How independent should a central bank be?
AbstractThe case for an independent central bank is becoming increasingly accepted. This new orthodoxy is based on three foundations: the success of the Bundesbank and the German economy over the past forty years; the theoretical academic literature on the inflationary bias of discretionary policy-making; and the empirical academic literature on central bank independence (CBI). The purpose of this paper is to examine each of the three legs of the argument for increased CBI. ; First we examine the empirical evidence on the relationship between CBI and economic performance. In this context, we compare the German experience with that in the US and conclude that there is indeed a tradeoff between price and output stability. We also examine the sacrifice ratios in recent disinflations and show that sacrifice ratios are positively correlated with CBI. ; Second we present a theoretical model which allows us to consider the optimal degree of inflation aversion of the central bank. We show that society will be better off if the central bank precommits to an inflation rate, provided the fiscal authority is reasonably well behaved. We tie these conclusions to the literature on optimal incentive contracts for central banks. ; Finally we make the distinction between goal independence and instrument independence for the central bank. Given that a tradeoff exists between output and inflation variability, the tradeoff should not be left to the central bank, that is it should not have goal independence. Rather the goals for the central bank should be clearly specified, so that the central bank then can be accountable for achieving these goals. However, it should be free in its choice of means to achieve these goals.
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