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A Curable Romanticby Joseph Skibell
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As far as romance goes, Dr. Jakob Sammelsohn is fairly incurable. Twice married, once divorced, once widowed—all by the tender age of twelve— he finally flees his small village and his pious, vengeful father. A lovelorn candide, young Dr./b>
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Winner of the 2011 Sami Rohr Prize for Jewish Literature Choice Award (2011 Sami Rohr Prize Runner-up)
As far as romance goes, Dr. Jakob Sammelsohn is fairly incurable. Twice married, once divorced, once widowed—all by the tender age of twelve— he finally flees his small village and his pious, vengeful father. A lovelorn candide, young Dr. Sammelsohn wanders optimistically through history—pursued by the amorous ghost of his dead wife.
Arriving in Vienna in 1890, a chance encounter with Sigmund Freud leads our hero into the arms of Emma Eckstein, one of Freud's most famous patients. Later he romances the beautiful and wealthy Loë Bernfeld, who carries him into the world of Esperanto and the universal language movement. Finally, Dr. Sammelsohn finds himself in the Warsaw ghetto in 1940, only to become a pawn in a battle over the path to heaven.
A Curable Romantic is a novel of personal and historical exile that could spring only from the literary imagination of a virtuoso. Often fantastical yet always grounded in tradition and history, it is that rare literary feat —a truly incomparable tale, ingenuously told, peopled with characters who live on in the memory.
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"A Curable Romantic has no end of fun with its themes, notably the limits and usefulness of language . . . At the same time, it's a tale of great compassion and reverencea remarkable, deeply felt examination of man's relationship to an ever-changing world."
The Atlanta Journal-Constitution
"A high-energy, wild performance . . . The postmodern Jewish novel as mash-up of genres: Yiddish folktale, sentimental education, Freudian case history, erotic confession, utopian parable, all wrapped up in an 'alternative history' of Jewish emancipation."
The New Republic
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By Joseph Skibell
ALGONQUIN BOOKS OF CHAPEL HILLCopyright © 2010 Joseph Skibell
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Chapter OneI fell in love with Emma Eckstein the moment I saw her from the fourth gallery of the Carl Theater, and this was also the night I met Sigmund Freud. My seat had cost me nearly half a krone. For a full krone, I could have stood in the parterre, but that would have meant going hungry all the following day. I owned no evening clothes. Unbeknownst to my neighbor Otto Meissenblichler, a waiter at the Sacher, I regularly sneaked into his rooms when he wasn't working or on other occasions when he didn't need them and took from his wardrobe his black swallowtail coat, his black pants, his black tie, and his white shirt with the gold-and-onyx buttons, restoring the ensemble long before he returned from his own night out, which was usually early in the morning.
Otto possessed a dexterity with women that frankly eluded me, I who had so clumsily dropped and broken every heart so far entrusted to my care.
He was also taller than I, Otto was-perhaps his height accounted for his amorous successes-and his suit was at least two sizes too large. My neck swimming in his collars, his tie drooping to my sternum, his cuffs tucked inside my sleeves, his trouser crotch falling halfway to my knee-was there ever a more ridiculous figure than I?
What woman, other than his own mother, would find such a clown cause for sexual alarm?
None. I knew the answer was none, and so I kept my head down and my long nose in my program, hoping to command no more attention than a shadow if I failed to meet another's gaze. The men who glanced at me glanced away again quickly, wry grins concealed within their thick beards, and the women accompanying them looked straight through me.
I'd seated myself behind an enormously broad-shouldered man and his enormously broad-shouldered wife. The man's cape and the woman's fox stole, hanging like an arras from their shoulders, formed an impenetrable horizon beneath which I couldn't see the stage. I watched the audience, therefore, before the curtain, seated on the edge of my chair, peering through the aperture formed by the couple's shoulders, their heads, and their hat brims.
It was thus, my view framed by the little seahorses of their ears, that I caught my first glimpse of her, my Venus on the half shell, my ill-starred amorette: my Emma Eckstein.
WHAT DREW my attention so irresistibly to her? Perhaps it was her broach that caught my eye. A silver angel pinned above her heart, the spangle glimmered and flashed, reflecting back light from the thousand and one gas lamps roaring in the hall. Beneath the pin, her bosom heaved in a pendulous panic as she stepped into the aisle. Verifying the seat number on her ticket stub, juggling her program against the reticule she kept in her other gloved hand, she searched the crowd in front of her (for her seat, I presumed) and behind her (for the companion from whom she'd become unintentionally parted), unable to find either, or both, or perhaps one without the other.
She was nearsighted-I could tell by the way she brought the stub to her face-but too vain to wear her glasses, allowing a squint to mar her forehead, puckering it with a scowl.
I couldn't help sighing. I've always responded, quite often foolishly, to beauty, but it's the eye, I believe, and not the heart or the groin, that is the organ of desire, the eye that in a convulsive ocular somersault literally turns the world upside down, defying the brain to make sense of it all.
But can the eye be trusted? That is the question. How clearly may it peer into the heart of our attractions, when it's the nature of beauty to beguile the eye and confound the mind?
And the Fräulein was indeed beautiful. Her nose was straight and fine, and her mouth almost too large for the trembling pedestal of her chin. Her hair, swept off her neck and pinned into place by an opal clasp, frizzled out in small exasperated tufts. She seemed older than I-she must have been nearing thirty-and yet she had about her a frazzled air belonging more properly to a maiden. And indeed, it was this sweet and mild confusion animating and irritating her every gesture that convinced me the alarums clanging in the belfry of my heart at the sight of her were genuine. I held my breath in anticipation of the arrival of her companion, hoping he would prove to be neither husband nor lover nor (in those strangely liberated times) both. However, the relief I felt upon seeing a mother and not a lover join my darling (already I was thinking of her in this way) disappeared as I watched the Fräulein, obviously chastened by her mother, attempting to decipher the elder woman's wishes, peering into her face as into a page of incomprehensible scribbling.
I followed their progress down the aisle through my opera glasses but lost sight of them when the head of the man in front of me threw itself up, a big fleshy mountain, between us. Rearing back, I jolted the glasses into the bridge of my nose and was blinded by a yellow flash of pain. Swerving my lorgnette in a panic to the right, lest I lose them, I found the Fräulein and her mother again on the far side of the woman's plumed hat.
They were speaking to a gentleman, a family friend by the looks of it, although upon closer examination-peering in, I refocused my lorgnette-I could see that the man's presence seemed to be rattling the younger woman. She seemed smitten by his person. Blushing compulsively, she dropped her head, unable to meet his gaze. Gripping her little purse by its chain, she let it dangle in front of her, as though to conceal the delta of her sex.
At that moment, I realized, with a riveting sense of shame, that I was staring at her lap!
My cheeks burned. I lifted my lorgnette and, in order to distract my gaze, took a better look at my rival. Bearded, well barbered, impeccably haberdashed, he was puffing on a slender green cigar. Steadying its nib with his thumb, he roared with laughter at some witticism or other of the mother's; tilting back his head, he exhaled, filling the air above them with a plumy smudge.
How I hated that man! I hated him the way one hates anyone who possesses what one lacks, whose sturdy happiness exposes how ludicrously constructed is one's own. I felt barred from the marvelous joke they were sharing, exiled from their witty conversation, not only by the distance that separated us-I was, after all, four tiers above them-but by my poverty, broadcast plainly to the world, if by nothing else, then by Otto's suit.
Lower your lorgnette, I counseled myself, look away, spare your heart! But instead I watched as the mother placed an ungloved hand upon the arm of the gentleman and caressed it. Meaningful looks were traded between these two. They'd agreed upon something-that much was clear-and as they turned towards the daughter to see if she concurred, and as she signaled her assent with an embarrassed charade of shrugs, I knew I possessed no hope of winning her.
My rival had bested me before I'd even announced my intentions!
THE HOUSE LIGHTS dimmed, the curtain went up, and I watched the play-half a crown is half a crown, after all-though I could barely concentrate on its plot. (Dr. Herzl's The New Ghetto, it had something to do with a count, a duel, a questionable marriage, and a coal mine.) When the gaslights came up, I stood in my box and peered over the heads of the couple in front of me to search the stalls for the girl in the lavender dress with all the extravagant flounces.
(Ah, that women no longer dress in this way, as though they were packages waiting to be unwrapped, is an understandable, if no less lamentable thing!)
I found her easily enough this time with my lorgnette. As soon as the curtain had fallen, she'd taken leave of her mother and was walking towards the lobbies. "Bitte!" I cried to my boxmates; standing, I bumped into their knees. My heart pounding, I charged out of the gallery through the corridor towards the staircases, where, hurrying, I leaned over its railing, searching the crowd below me for a glimpse of a lavender hem.
Pince-nez flashing, monocles glittering, well-dressed men stood in clusters, roaring their opinions about the play into one another's faces. Snaking through these dense knots of smokers and drinkers, I circumnavigated the ground-floor lobby, its red velvet wallpaper, its red velvet sofas, its red velvet chairs whirling about me in a hurricane of scarlet. However, the Fräulein was nowhere to be found.
Mildly out of breath, I could only chide myself: Did I really expect to find her in so large a crowd, a solitary queen inside such a busy swarm? And if I had, what did I next propose to do? Introduce myself? Declare my love for her perhaps? No, the quest had been a foolish one, impulsive and doomed. I was on the point of conceding as much when, as though alerted by a signal only they could hear, a rout of drunken loiterers moved off, scattering from the bar in several directions at once. Behind where they had only moments before stood, indeed stationed there as though by the Unseen Hand of Fate, was the well-barbered gentleman I'd seen speaking to the Fräulein before the curtain, his immaculately tailored person encircled by the whitish fumes of his cigar.
With no idea how much longer the interval might last, I seized my chance and placed myself beside him. As he was facing the bar, I leaned my back against it. As he was drinking a brandy, I ordered one as well, a fact he noted out of the corner of his eye, nodding almost imperceptibly in approval. With mirrors on all four of its walls, the little alcove seemed to repeat itself in an eternal stutter. Though a single chandelier dangled from the ceiling, a thousand appeared to have been strung, in long lines, back to a thousand distant vanishing points, and no matter which direction one faced, one could see the room from a dozen different angles. And so, although I was facing away from Dr. Freud, I was able to watch him while simultaneously watching myself. (Yes, the stranger was Dr. Freud. Why not reveal it now and get it over with? I'm not a novelist or a playwright, after all, that I must bait my reader's interest by withholding pertinent information.) Like everything else in the room, like the barman and the wall sconces and the chandeliers, Dr. Freud's figure receded into the mirrors' staggered horizons, replicated in ever smaller versions. I followed this unending trail of Freuds, moving my gaze from the back of one of his more distant heads to the front of a head less distant, jumping from mountain peak to mountain peak, as it were, moving nearer to the original, until I realized that he was doing the same with me and my many reflections, and although we were facing in opposite directions, we were very soon staring into each other's eyes. Dr. Freud seemed to note this queer fact at precisely the same moment as I, and a shockingly awkward intimacy ensued: one's habitual mask falls away and one feels naked, having presented his unguarded face to another man (better to rouge one's cheeks with the appurtenances then available to masculine physiognomy-beards, monocles, muttonchops, mustaches, dueling scars-so that if the mask slips, one mightn't lose face altogether).
Of course, it's easy enough to lionize Dr. Freud now, but even then, in the years before fame enveloped him in its luminous cloak, he possessed a brooding quality, a fierce, unblinking omniscience. His eyes were dark and lustrous, whereas mine were pale and myopically blue, and though I've no idea what Dr. Freud saw in them, as his glance swept over their surfaces, I've no doubt he saw everything there was in them to see. As his many reflections turned away from mine, I felt like a mouse that had been spared inexplicably by a cat and was alarmed, therefore, to find him now only a small distance from my shoulder, looking me straight in the eye. The looming geographies of his face, so near mine, were dizzying. Beneath the whiskery arms of his mustache, he drew on a yellow-green cigar, grinding its smoke between his teeth. Two fumes coiled out of his nostrils like a pair of charmed snakes.
"Dreary, wouldn't you say?"
I took a step away from him. "I ... I beg your pardon?" I hoped to sound as though I'd only just noticed him, as though I hadn't been watching him the entire time, as though I'd been the one lost in thought and it were he who had pulled me out of the mists of my own foggy preoccupations.
"Why, the play and its themes," he said, tilting his brandy to his mouth.
I struggled in vain to recall the play. Though I'd been looking forward to it-it was the event of the season, as far as our little circle was concerned - I'd paid such scant attention to the opening act I could barely quilt together the fragmentary fabric of its themes. Dr. Freud had tossed me an opening, and I had dropped it, like a blind man juggling eggs.
His thumb against the nib of his cigar, he leaned in closer to me and murmured, "I'm speaking, of course, of the low social status of the race to which we both belong."
At these words, all thoughts of silly Fräuleins and lavender dresses vanished from my head. "Yes," I said, "and for my generation, it's even worse."
"Worse?" Dr. Freud said. "How so?"
"Our greater expectations, based upon your own generation's accomplishments, combine with our more limited economic possibilities, to make everything far worse."
I next expressed a regret that my generation was, in fact, doomed to atrophy.
"These are strong words," Dr. Freud said.
"Perhaps," I said, warming to my theme. "However, it's difficult to feel oneself destined for a higher purpose and still be uncertain of earning one's daily bride."
Dr. Freud's brow contracted. "Bride?"
"Bread." I corrected him as politely as I could.
"No, no, you said bride: 'And still be uncertain of earning one's daily bride.'"
"Surely you misheard me." Whatever I'd said, I'd meant bread, of course (Brot in German), and not bride (Braut). Dr. Freud grinned and bit into his cigar, rolling it in quick circles between his teeth. "And if I did, what of it? It's a simple and meaningless mistake," I said.
"Is it?"
"A mere triviality-yes!-an error in speech, and nothing more!"
With his elbow on the bar, Dr. Freud leaned his head against his fist. A thatch of his hair fell into his eyes. "I agree with you that these occasional lapses are quite trivial in nature, and yet I would suggest to you, on the evidence of my own medical researches, that there are no occurrences, however slight, that drop out of the universal concatenation of events or escape the tyrannical rule of cause and effect."
The universal concatenation of events? The tyrannical rule of cause and effect?
"You're claiming-what?-if I'm understanding you correctly that you can trace my silly verbal misstep back to the mental processes that caused it?"
"Certainly I can, and it shouldn't take long. However, to do so, I ask of you only one thing."
"And that is?"
"That you tell me, candidly and uncritically and without any aim whatsoever, whatever comes into your mind as you direct your attention to the misspoken word."
As Dr. Freud leaned in closer to me, I could smell the medicinal tang of brandy and tobacco on his breath, and I couldn't shake the suspicion that he was laughing at me, playing with me, as though it were all a merry game, or not a game, but a sport, since, like a fox beaten out of the hedges, I had no understanding of the rules that were to govern my painful exposure.
"Bit of a parlor game?" I said, attempting to make light of it all.
Dr. Freud tapped his cigar against the spittoon on the bar, letting a red plug of ash fall into it. "I've no idea what parlors you frequent, but I can assure you it's hardly a game." Once more, he confined me inside the prison house of his gaze. Indeed, I felt as though I'd been hauled by the imperial police into an interrogation chamber. However, what could I do? Refusing him was out of the question. Doing so would put an end to our conversation and irrevocably forfeit for me any chance of learning the Fräulein's name. (Though I knew not yet one syllable of it, I could practically feel my tongue and lips conspiring to pronounce it.) Slyly changing the subject would be impossible, I sensed, with a man like Dr. Freud. Ruled by his passions, he'd never permit himself to be distracted or put off. I had no idea how much longer the interval might last, and I made a quick calculus: though sounding my mental depths for the buried source of this verbal slip might take the entire intermission, thus depriving me of the moment in which I might steer the conversation towards my own uses (viz., the learning of Emma Eckstein's name), I was convinced the procedure would reveal nothing of consequence about me and that afterwards, having indulged my new friend in his harmless pursuit, I could more forcefully ask his patience in indulging mine.
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"Brilliant ... Astonishingly original ... What life on earth might actually mean."
—Dara Horn
"I loved the novel for its realism, for its romantic tension, and for its sentence by sentence brilliance."
—Max Apple, author of Free Agents and The Oranging of America and Other Stories
"Joseph Skibell's comic intelligence embraces fifty years of European Jewish history in a brilliant tour de force that is hilarious, insightful, and inventive."
—Rodger Kamenetz, author of Burnt Books and The Jew in the Lotus"An irresistible romp about a lovelorn 19th-Century doctor who falls in with Sigmund Freudand some dangerously attractive women." O Magazine
—Dara Horn, author of The World to Come"A high-energy, wild performance . . . The postmodern Jewish novel as mash-up of genres: Yiddish folktale, sentimental education, Freudian case history, erotic confession, utopian parable, all wrapped up in an 'alternative history' of Jewish emancipation."
—The New Republic
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Joseph Skibell is the author of two previous novels, A Blessing on the Moon and The English Disease. He has received a Halls Fiction Fellowship, a Michener Fellowship, and a National Endowment for the Arts Literature Fellowship, among other awards. He teaches at Emory University and is the director of the Richard Ellmann Lectures in Modern Literature.
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Original Article
Controlled light exposure microscopy reveals dynamic telomere microterritories throughout the cell cycle
Version of Record online: 18 DEC 2008
DOI: 10.1002/cyto.a.20699
Copyright © 2008 International Society for Advancement of Cytometry
Cytometry Part A
Volume 75A, Issue 5, pages 428–439, May 2009
Additional Information
How to Cite
De Vos, W. H., Hoebe, R. A., Joss, G. H., Haffmans, W., Baatout, S., Van Oostveldt, P. and Manders, E. M. M. (2009), Controlled light exposure microscopy reveals dynamic telomere microterritories throughout the cell cycle. Cytometry, 75A: 428–439. doi: 10.1002/cyto.a.20699
Publication History
- Issue online: 21 APR 2009
- Version of Record online: 18 DEC 2008
- Manuscript Accepted: 25 NOV 2008
- Manuscript Revised: 28 OCT 2008
- Manuscript Received: 1 SEP 2008
Funded by
- Department of Biochemistry of the Ghent University
- AMC, The Netherlands
- telomere;
- nuclear organization;
- chromatin dynamics;
- live cell imaging
Telomeres are complex end structures that confer functional integrity and positional stability to human chromosomes. Despite their critical importance, there is no clear view on telomere organization in cycling human cells and their dynamic behavior throughout the cell cycle. We investigated spatiotemporal organization of telomeres in living human ECV-304 cells stably expressing telomere binding proteins TRF1 and TRF2 fused to mCitrine using four dimensional microscopy. We thereby made use of controlled light exposure microscopy (CLEM), a novel technology that strongly reduces photodamage by limiting excitation in parts of the image where full exposure is not needed. We found that telomeres share small territories where they dynamically associate. These territories are preferentially positioned at the interface of chromatin domains. TRF1 and TRF2 are abundantly present in these territories but not firmly bound. At the onset of mitosis, the bulk of TRF protein dissociates from telomere regions, territories disintegrate and individual telomeres become faintly visible. The combination of stable cell lines, CLEM and cytometry proved essential in providing novel insights in compartment-based nuclear organization and may serve as a model approach for investigating telomere-driven genome-instability and studying long-term nuclear dynamics. © 2008 International Society for Advancement of Cytometry


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A crate of weight Fg is pushed by a force P on a horizontal floor.
(a) If the coefficent of static friction is µs and P is directed at angle ? below the horizontal, show that the minimum value of P that will move the crate is given by

P= µsFgsec?/ 1-µs(tan?)

(b) Find the minimum value of P that can produce motion when µs= 0.400


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Explores the love-hate relationships that plants have with animals, some feeding on plants but others drawn into serving plants by pollinating them, scattering their fruits and seeds, or being eaten themselves. Commonwealth Scientific and Industrial Research Organisation 20050510 The book, studded with stunning photographs, is divided into nine botanically based but very readable chapters. -- Lynne Terry Oregonian 20050505 Tells dramatic stories of how plants struggle throughout their lives, how they adapt to their often-inhospitable surroundings, and how they change when their surroundings change. Science News 20050521 This is a beautifully written and illustrated book. Many of the photographs of plants and their habitats are simply magnificent ... It should fan enthusiasm for the world's plants and for conservation of them and their habitats. -- Dr. Peter Myerscough National Parks Association of New South Wales, Australia 20050701 Intelligent and knowledgeable prose. ... The writing is informative and will open up the eyes of those determined to grow plants well, in a setting most suited for the genus or species, and where they will have room ... to set seed and spread. TheBookPlace.co.uk 20050926 A plant lover's dream. ... Recommended for anyone with an interest in plants and their ability to survive in even the harshest of climates. All topics are explained with diverse examples and fantastic color photographs. -- Lee Luckeydoo Sida, Contributions to Botany 20060701


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Lessons of Gratitude and Humility
While it is customary to give gifts, there are a few customs that are tied to gift giving. First, one should never offer a gift with the first offer. If is acceptable and expected that you would accept the generosity of the gift-giver but not the gift. At least 2-3 declinations of the gift are expected. It is expected that the gift-giver is perservering and will try to bestow the gift as many times as it is declined. If the gift is finally accepted, it must be with much resignation so that the gift-giver experiences a sense of victory from being able to bestow the gift. The gift must be accepted with much gratitude and humility.
Wash Your Dishes Before You Eat
It is very acceptable to "wash" your dishes with tea before you have the meal. Typically, this involves pouring the first tea into your tea cup and giving it a good swish. Pour this into your rice bowl and invert the tea cup and run the lip into the hot tea. The chopsticks are then dipped into the rice bowl. The residual tea in the rice bowl is then poured out into the "waste" bin for the "wash."
Chinese Table Manners
There are a few that should be noted. The first is mentioned in a tip by itself and that is the process of sanitizing your dishes with hot tea before eating.
Another notable table manner is to avoid touching food with your hands. Food should be manipulated and introduced to the palate with chopsticks. This includes delectables such as steamed buns, which could easily be eaten with fingers.
Typically, there are teacups, rice bowls, and small plates that are included in the place settings for the meal. One should note that the small plates are not used for food. This is the discard plate. One should discard any inedibles onto this plate (i.e. bones, skin, paper, etc.)
It is also good table manners to tap the table next to your teacup when being served tea. This signifies gratitude for filling the tea cup. It was related to me that the origin of this custom was from the days of the emperor when he was served tea. He was not to speak, but this was his gesture of thanks.
I am not sure how widespread these customs are and I recommend that they are followed only in southern China. These customs are very acceptable in Taishan and Guangzhou as well.
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When Anna Barker reached out to open the heavy wooden door of City Hall, she was hurled backward in a blinding flash and a crush of ear-rupturing noise.
It happened fast. One second she was carrying her grande latte, her large stage makeup bag and several books of photographs, and trying to avoid the leering glances of the mayor, the next she was flattened on the ground beside the building, nose pressed into the grass.
She lay there, stunned. She didn't move, couldn't. At first nothing hurt. And then everything did. Her left arm was sprawled next to her body and her other hand was up next to her face. She felt a burning on her neck and shoulders. She raised her hand to check the liquid. Blood? No. Hot coffee. She could tell by the smell of it. She had spilled her coffee.
A spasm of coughs rattled her chest. She spat out some dirt. That small exertion sent coils of pain through her core. She took tiny breathsdeep ones hurtand tried to steady herself. Everything around her was noiseless, still and surreal. It was like she had been cast into some deep, suffocating cave. She opened her eyes and was filled with a horrid sense of terror. She couldn't hear herself cough. She felt, but didn't hear, the groans that welled up from inside her. She blinked and the movement hurt. She was confused. Where was she? What had just happened?
Gingerly, she tried to take stock of her surroundings. She was lying on a patch of lawn in front of the City Hall building in Shawnigan, Maine. Anna's brain told her to rise, to get up, to run, but the rest of her body would not respond.
She tried to remember. First, she had been walking up toward City Hall, then the mayor had come, accosted her and finally gone in ahead of her. Next thing she knew there had been that thunderous sound and bursting light. And she had ended up here. Could it have been the bomb? It had to be the bomb. But no, the bomb for the mock disaster wasn't scheduled until tomorrow. And it wasn't going to be a real bomb, anyway. Just smoke and noise. A simulation.
Maybe something about the bomb had gone terribly wrong.
Her throat was raw and she forced herself to move her head, cast a backward glance toward the building she had almost entered. All she saw was bricks, gray stones and rubble. Where was Mayor Johnny Seeley? He'd been just ahead of her. And earlier two of her esthetics students, Hilary and Claire, had gone inside. She had come early to talk with Hilary. Were they somewhere in all that rubble? Were they okay?
Her eyes felt scratchy. Why was everything blurry? She guessed that her contact lenses must have come out in the blast. She raised her head.
People were running toward her, climbing over shattered pieces of the fountain that used to be in front of City Hall. Splashing through the water that gushed from its broken facade. Through hazy eyes she saw the lights of police cars. She shifted her gaze and saw the back of a broad-shouldered man in a red shirt leaning over and gesturing to a woman. Her hand was raised and she appeared to be holding something. Were they looking at her? She wished she could see better.
Was that ? No. It couldn't be! Was it Peter? Had he followed her to Maine? No! She squinted and tried to clear her gritty vision. She turned away, lest he see her, come for her
She needed to get up, scramble away from this place. Away from him. But she couldn't move her body.
Help me! God, help me!
In the opposite direction from where Peter was, she saw a man running toward her, his hands cupped around his mouth. He was calling to her, but she couldn't hear a thing.
She looked up in time to see a wall of stone plummet toward her, gray rocks tumbling into each other as they fell, surrounding her, entombing her.
Stu McCabe had been standing beside the hospital auxiliary tent and squirting a line of mustard on his free hot dog when he heard the explosion. Ahead of him, he watched in horror as the entire front of City Hall seemed to fold in on itself.
An earthquake? No. He would have felt an earthquake. People were screaming now and running in all directions. He ran toward the building because he had seen a woman fall. He needed to get to her!
Anna regained consciousness slowly. When she finally did, all she felt was pain. It seared white-hot down her arm and it intensified in her wrist. She was lying flat, the right side of her face pressed against something hard and jagged. Her right arm was pinned.
She groaned, heard nothing but the pounding of her heart and a roaring in her ears. When she opened her eyes, she saw only blurred darkness. She tried to move her head a bit to see where she was, but she trembled with pain, and shook with cold and shock.
She knew she was under rocks and debris, yet somehow, the cascading stones hadn't crushed her. Her torso was being protected by something flat and square. A door? Maybe. She worried that if she moved, even slightly, it would come down and crush her completely. Already she was finding it difficult to breathe. She had to concentrate. Breathe in. Breathe out. In. Out.
She closed her eyes against the pain and inhaled the acrid smell of fire and sulfur. She coughed, and each raspy cough sent hot pain into her chest and across her arm and into her wrist. She felt pain right down to the tips of her fingers. She tried making any small sound she could, but didn't know if she was heard by anyone. She heard only the roaring in her ears.
The thought came to her that she might actually die in here. This was what it was like to be buried alive. She coughed again and finally she prayed.
God, help me to get out of here, but if not, help me not to be afraid.
She prayed this over and over and over. Slowly, she realized that despite everything, she was somehow still breathing. Clean air was getting to her from somewhere. She felt a tiny waft of cool air on the very top of her head. With great effort she moved her eyes to where she could almost see the pinhole between the rocks and rubble. It might be enough to survive. She tried to ignore the grinding pain in her right arm as she turned her face, moved it toward that gap in the rubble and gulped in pure air.
Quietly, she began to sing the new hymn she had learned last week in church about God's protection.
She sensed movement above her and prayed that whatever it was it wouldn't send the piece of flat rock into her chest.
Time passed, but she couldn't tell how much. She kept breathing, and kept thanking God for the gift of air. She drifted in and out of consciousness.
She came awake again when she felt a warm touch on the fingers of her left hand. She opened her eyes and stared up into the face of a man. He was talking to her, but she couldn't hear him. She closed her eyes.
Slowly, one by one, pieces of rock and debris were moved away from her head and then her body. The pain was unbearable when they moved the slab away from her wrist. Tears filled her eyes. She moaned and she blacked out again from the pain.
Every once in a while she would open her eyes. And when she did, she looked up into the man's face. His smile gave her hope.
The trapped woman looked so helpless. When all of the rubble had been painstakingly removed piece by piece, he gently reached down and cupped his hands around her dusty head.
He recognized her. He didn't know her, had never officially met her, but she'd been to some of the planning meetings. If he was not mistaken, she was the one in charge of making the victims of the mock disaster look as real as possible. He winced when one of the EMTs moved the piece of cement from on top of her right hand. It looked crushed. No wonder she was drifting in and out of consciousness with the pain.
Two EMTs placed the stretcher as close as they could to her twisted form. The main thing was to keep her back and neck immobilized. Her eyes were closed, but she was saying something. He bent his head close to her face.
"Yes?" he said.
She wasn't talking. She was humming something.
"You're going to be all right," he told her as he smoothed bits of dust and debris from her hair.
She opened her eyes and looked up at him. He couldn't help himself. He smiled down at her. As they carried her stretcher past the crowds of people who were beginning to mill about, he kept his eyes on her face. And as he did so, he thought about another woman, a woman he was not able to save from another bomb in another time and place.
He vowed that this time would be different.
When next she opened her eyes, she knew she was in the back of a fast-moving ambulance by the equipment that surrounded her. Every rut, every bump in the road sent shivers of pain down her arm.
The man was still here, the man whose face she had looked into when she was lying in the rubble. She couldn't hear him, but she looked at his mouth and was able to read his lips. He was saying, "Don't worry. You're safe now. You're safe now."
But as she closed her eyes she wondered if she would ever be safe if Peter was back.
Anna opened her eyes. She was on her back in a single bed, blanketed to her neck in white. She was in a shadowy, dim hospital room.
She looked down at the bed. Her right arm was encased in a white plaster cast that went from her shoulder clear down to the ends of her fingers. Her arm was also hooked into a kind of contraption that held it completely immobile and slightly away from her body. Her left hand lay next to her, but a clear tube snaked from her inner wrist to an IV bag on a stand beside her. Just in front of the IV stand there was a movable bedside table with two bouquets some stemmed flowers in a vase plus an orange potted mum.
Her gaze went back to her right arm. She was an esthetician. She was right-handed. Before this happened, she'd been working on Whisper Lake County's mock disaster drill. As head of makeup, it was her job to make the fake wounds on the pretend victims look realistic.
The mock disaster was going to test the readiness of Whisper Lake County's fire and police departments, EMTs, hospital and search-and-rescue team. Was it still going to happen? Had it happened?
A movement to her left caught her attention. A man was standing beside her window, silhouetted by the streetlight outside. His back was to her. Hands in his pockets, he peered out at the night, seemingly deep in thought. For one horrible moment she thought it was Peter, and she shrugged away from the form and down into her blankets.
Her slight movement must have caught his attention, because he turned to her. It was a man she didn't knowyet she somehow did. And when he smiled at her, she remembered. This was the face she had looked up at, the man who had found her, rescued her and smoothed her hair away from her face as he rode with her in the ambulance to the hospital.
His face broke out in a grin and he came toward her. He was saying something to her, but it was muzzy in her ears.
He came closer. "Hello," he said.
She tried to say something, but her voice was hoarse and crackly. She cleared her throat. "Hi," she said.


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Released: Nov 01st, 1998
Running Time: 69
Director: Martial Amaury
Company: Cream of the Crop Video
Cast: Fabrice, Clovis, Alain, Thibault, Thierry, Antoine, Florian (II), Hugo (II), Marc (II), Quentin (I), Renan, Ludo, Armand, Philippe, Eric (III), Tristan (II), Laurent (III) (French), Angel (XI), Sylvain, Ichtar, Nicolas, Seb, Dimitri (I), David (II), Joel (II), Fred (II), Adrien (II), Didier, Stephane, Frederic, Cyril, Mickael, Alexis (I), Vincent (II), Gabriel (II), Olivier (II)
Critical Rating: AAA
Genre: Gay and Bi
Tailor-made for the voyeur interested in watching boyish innocents horsing around.
Director Amaury has constructed a gangbang tape divided into six relatively indistinguishable acts. The location is always the same: white room, hardwood floors, no furniture to speak of. There are never 39 bodies before the camera at any given moment. The young cast seems to drift in and out of scenes with no apparent storyline. The mean age of the models is somewhere around 20, and you should not expect to see any tattoos, piercings or body hair. The guys look like innocents, and at a 69-minute running time, there is never an opportunity to focus on any of them for any appreciable amount of time. The body count is excessive in that it is a number that doesn't accurately reflect the viewer's capacity to perceive. Many acts consist of one supine boy sucking and getting fucked by a few guys, while a circle of companions jerk off around him. With minimal dialogue and even less music, the soundtrack often contains no information. This tape is very French.


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Layered Vegetable Torte
|Hot roll mix
|13 3⁄4 Ounce (1 Package)
|Frozen chopped broccoli
|20 Ounce (2 Package, 10 Ounce Each)
|2 , beaten
|1⁄2 Teaspoon
|1⁄8 Teaspoon
|Lemon juice
|3⁄4 Teaspoon
|Ground nutmeg
|1⁄4 Teaspoon
|Dried whole oregano
|1⁄4 Teaspoon
|Cauliflower flowerets
|3⁄4 Pound (3 Cup)
|1 Medium, chopped
|1 Tablespoon
|Whipping cream
|1⁄2 Cup (8 tbs)
|Garlic salt
|1⁄2 Teaspoon
|Dried whole dill weed
|1⁄2 Teaspoon
|2 1⁄2 Pound, diagonally sliced
|1⁄4 Cup (4 tbs)
|Worcestershire sauce
|2 Teaspoon
|Dried whole thyme
|1⁄2 Teaspoon
|1 Teaspoon
|Hot sauce
|1⁄4 Teaspoon
|Melted butter
|2 Tablespoon
|Parsley sprig
1. Preheat oven to 350°.
2. Follow package directions to prepare hot roll mix up to the first rising.
3. In a pan cook broccoli in lightly salted water for 5 minutes.
4. Drain out broccoli from water and dry with paper towel.
5. In a bowl mix broccoli and 2 eggs.
6. Stir in next 5 ingredients and mix.
7. In a pan cook cauliflower in lightly salted water for 5 minutes.
8. Drain out cauliflower from water and dry with paper towel.
9. In processor bowl, position knife, add cauliflower, seal the lid and puree cauliflower.
10. Keep aside.
11. In a skillet heat butter and saute onion until tender.
12. Add cream and stir.
13. Boil the mixture and cook and stir over high heat until mixture is slightly thick. Keep aside.
14. In a bowl mix cauliflower and 2 eggs.
15. Add onion mixture, garlic salt, and dillweed, stir well. Keep aside.
16. In a pan cook carrots in lightly salted water for 10 minutes.
17. Drain out carrots from water and dry with paper towel.
18. In processor bowl, position knife, add carrots, seal the lid and puree carrots.
19. In a bowl mix carrots and 2 eggs.
20. Add next 6 ingredients and mix. Keep aside.
21. Punch the dough. Lightly flour a flat surface and knead the dough for 2 minutes.
22. Divide dough in two and cover one portion.
23. On a lightly floured surface roll the remaining portion into an 8-inch circle.
24. With a 2-inch biscuit cutter make a hole in center of circle.
25. Grease and flour 10-inch tube pan with removable bottom.
26. Place the circle into it.
27. Spread broccoli mixture over the dough evenly.
28. Layer cauliflower over it.
29. Spread carrot mixture over it.
30. Roll the other part of dough into a 10-inch circle.
31. With a 2-inch biscuit cutter make a hole in center of circle.
33. Place the circle over carrot mixture.
34. Press the edges to seal.
35. Indent top of dough with knife making 12 wedges. Do not cut thoroughly.
36. Baste with a melted butter.
37. Keep aside in a warm place (85°) to rise for 40 minutes until top doubles in bulk.
38. Wrap bottom of pan with foil.
39. Bake in oven for 1 hour.
40. Cover the top with foil to prevent overbrowning.
41. Cool in pan for 5 minutes.
42. With a knife, loosen torte from sides.
43. Hold center tube of pan, lift, and remove.
44. Cool for 15 minutes.
45. Invert torte onto a plate and invert again onto platter.
46. Garnish with parsley.
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Nutrition Rank
Nutrition Facts
Serving size
Calories 364 Calories from Fat 119
% Daily Value*
Total Fat 13 g20.6%
Saturated Fat 5.8 g28.8%
Trans Fat 0 g
Cholesterol 72.5 mg24.2%
Sodium 601.9 mg25.1%
Total Carbohydrates 50 g16.8%
Dietary Fiber 7.3 g29.2%
Sugars 12.1 g
Protein 9 g19%
Vitamin A 417.1% Vitamin C 128.8%
Calcium 10.3% Iron 14.8%
*Based on a 2000 Calorie diet


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Using wordpress 3.1 and latest version of WP auto-responder.
When we publish our posts Autoresponder is sending multiple copies of the same post to some of the email addresses. If anyone can help... this is really becoming hurtful to our list.
We subscribed them using a csv imported from our Outlook inbox. There were multiple emails received and send to these people... I figured that auto-responder would not create duplicates but I wonder if it has. When I look at the subscribers I only see one instance of each address.


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Rebel Campaign to hard (help please)
I should like to have some strategic help on Rebel campaign. cause it goes straigh to h....l for me :sithk:
Im in the area around mission five:imperial liberation.
Im about to free the wookies from there prison on Kashyyyk
1.I suspect i have been to lacey building defense and other structures?, i have not upgraded all my planets space stations yet, and not even build on all planets(only some)
should i have done that? and should i create a space station on every planet? and should i have barracks and factorys on all planets. to this date i have seen this, like i don't need barracks on all planets cause i can create troops at 1 planet then send the troops to other planets. and built alot of defence and mining facilities on moost planets,should i or should i not use this tactic?
2.how many ship shall i have in orbit over each planet? i have no idea
I have followed the misson goal directley and not conquer planets by myself,so Calamari and Kuat i have not conquer yet on mission 5. is it to late? (yes you will read down here why its to late?)
My problem is the dam empire have allready conquer Kashyyyk with a big strikeforce that is impossible to break (7 big stardestoyers and moore). and created a level 3 Spacestation. i have planes of raiding the planet. but the empire is not satisfied with Kashyyyk and send this fleet (7 big stardestoyers and moore) directley after conquering Kashyyyk to my nearest planet. before i have a chance to to anything (i mean 10 sec!)
so i dont have time to raid Kashyyyk due to that, and will that matter if i conquer it cause this unstopable empire fleet move from planet to planet and destroy everything i have buildt,
can somebody give me some advice what i should be equiped with to be able to beat (7 big stardestoyers and moore). to me it seem impossible right now. doesnt matter how big fleet defence i have in orbit in thoose planets thei are being crushed.
I find the time is to short between thei conquering my planet..untill you here this anoying voice "enemy fleet approaching" again :blast5: i have no time to replace the ships i loost i previous space battle
3.i can't fire the ion cannon in space battle,why? (placed it on the current conflict planet)
And why can't i retreat from a space battle? it counts down and then gets canceled by its self? even if i dont have hit any other button.
this post was to long, however i hope someone can see some oweview problem i have made in my campaign.
i have read the campaign wallktrough on this page but i still want to have soome advice please :ears1:
Just attack in large groups. And your problems are probably glitches.
Same problem..i liberate solo an wookis but after that a big came and took most of my planets....i mannage to build a counter strike force of mk II and a few fighters that scaped but it lasted for a few turns them after a few atacks/conterattacks i became too weak and crush....anoying restart and try to conque every world before going to the nest mision.... :king1:
I'm in the exact same place in the Rebel campaign right now.
Example: As I said, I'm in the same place in the rebel campaign as you are. Before I take Kashyyyk, I'm going to take all other available planets (as I always do) in order to maximize my resources and population cap. And I have a nice tech 3-level attack fleet, with about 8-10 Assault Frigates, about a dozen Nebulons, between 15 and 20 Corellian Corvettes, and around 10 Y-Wing squadrons.
Problem: Although I'm being plenty aggressive in my play style (I built up my attack fleet fast, a few ships on each of my planets to create them as fast as possible), right now I'm in a seemingly endless loop of Imperial assaults on Kuat. Maybe they have a grudge that it's the first planet I took from them, and since it means something to them in the campaign. My attack fleet in next door, at Alderaan, and every time I finish a battle to defend Kuat, before I can get my mouse pointer over to drag my fleet from Alderaan to Kuat, I get another "enemy fleet approaching" message and am right back in another space battle. I'll get my fleet over there shortly (at which point they'll probably attack Alderaan instead :( ), but this has taught me something: I can defend the planet just fine with no fleet at all there, just my level 4 space station. It starts me with its garrison of one Nebulon, two corvettes and some X-Wing and Y-Wing squadrons, and then regenerates them over and over and over. The enemy has a pretty big fleet every time - each battle I'm getting hit with 6-8 Acclamators, 12-16 Broadsides and a few Tartans - but oddly, they're not running up to my space station. The Acclamators sit back and protect the Broadsides while they fire their long range missiles at it. A seemingly decent strategy, but since those inaccurate missiles don't consistently hit my space station, it loses hardly any shield or health. This means it can make new garrison ships at leisure. I win every time by giving it a couple of minutes to generate all its garrison ships, then I mass them all and throw them at the nearest enemy ships, out to the upper left of the map. After 5-10 waves like this, and after some reinforcing by the enemy, I can outlast them and win the battle (after all, they have a finite supply of ships, while mine's infinite). And then I go back to the galactic screen, and then I immediately get another "enemy fleet approaching" warning. All I need is one lucky click, though, and my attack fleet will be at Kuat. :)
A weird problem, and annoying, but not untenable. Evidence, though, that although with patience you can defend a planet quite well with only a level-4 space station, having a few extra ships stationed there may "convince" the enemy not to attack it so readily.
By the way, what tech level are you? You should be level 3 by now. If you're still at 2, send C3PO and R2 to the nearest enemy planet to steal all available technology until your tech level goes up. This will open up Assault Frigates and Correlian Gunships to you, and the all-important level-4 space station on planets that can support it (beats level-3 space stations by one Nebulon frigate and one more Corellian Corvette in the garrison).
(1) Make space stations at all your planets, and make the best one's possible at each planet. As I said before, a high-level space station and its garrison can defend itself well in many cases. But on your front line planets, add a few more ships to orbit. I but a couple of frigates (either Assault Frigates or Nebulons) plus a couple of Corellian Corvettes. This bolsters the garrison of a level-3 or -4 space station nicely. On non-front line planets, have no other ships in orbit, but DO have the best space stations for the production facilities.
(2) Steal technologies with your droids every time possible. This'll keep you up with the Empire.
(3) Build units to deal with the specific threats you're facing. Here are my recommendations, based on my own experience. Note that some of these conflict with the counters specified on the "Rebel Tactical Comparison" card that comes with the game. Also note that these recommendations are for tech level-3 units, so one one should be saying "why not use a Mon Cal Cruiser?"
---Tie Fighters and Tie Bombers: Corellian Corvettes make short work of these. I just drive a few into a mass of enemy fighters and bombers, and they clean house. Be careful not to get them too close to enemy capital ships, though, or they'll be destroyed quickly.
---Tartan Cruisers: The Corellian Corvette is also a good match for these, although Nebulon-Bs and Assault Frigate MkIIs are better.
---Broadside Cruisers: You need speed to get all the way across the map quickly, before their missiles can decimate you. I like the pervasive Corellian Corvette for this as well...they can boost engine power to speed out to the Broadsides, and when they arrive they can beat down the Broadsides quite well, especially if you have a few Corellian Corvettes focusing on one Broadside at a time, and then walking across the map to clear them all out. Again, a Nebulon or Assault Frigate would do better armament-wise against any enemy corvette, but speed is essential for dealing with Broadsides since they sit back and fire missiles from so far away, and your bigger ships are just too slow.
---Acclamator and Victory frigates: Use Y-Wings, Nebulon-Bs and Assault Frigate MkIIs. The Nebulon-B isn't an "official" counter for the Acclamator, but I've found that 2-or-more to 1 it works quite well, and 2+ to 1 ratios aren't unusual in a space battle. I usually focus on one ship at a time when micromanaging space battles. I love going around with three or four Corellian Corvettes, for instance, and systematically wiping out a dozen or more Broadsides, one at a time.
Example: A Nebulon-B vs. an Acclamator one-on-one = a dead Nebulon-B. But 4 of them can kill one Acclamator quickly, and live on to take out another, and maybe another. This is how weaker ships can be used to achieve almost 1:1 kill ratios against much more powerful ships. If I lose four Nebulon-Bs, but used them to kill three or four Acclamators, I'll won't feel bad about it at all. :)
Very Important: Concentration Of Fire. Taking out a couple of big enemy ships and leaving four other healthy ones is better than having six partly-damaged enemy ships. Also, if you can lure them one at a time near your level-4 space station, it'll decimate them with its laser cannons, proton torpedoes and concussion missiles, while your frigates join in with their own.
My favorite Rebel space units for dealing with almost any situation at tech level-3: Corellian Corvettes, Y-Wing bombers, and either Nebulon-B frigates or Assault Frigate MkIIs. The last two I alternate between, depending on my mood. The Assault Frigate is more powerful, but seems more fragile.
I try to stick to three unit types to deal with almost any situation, especially since most situations are unknown until you're in the fray. Same goes for ground assaults, although I'm finding a need to use four unit types quite often: Infantry (for capturing and for enemy infantry suppression), Plex Soldiers (make short work of almost any vehicle, building, and turrets except anti-infantry ones), MPTL artillery (long-range suppression for troops and small vehicles) and T2-B tanks (speed, speed, speed...and great for 1-unit sacrifices to target bombing runs). :) Anyway, back into space...
And note that Y-Wings are going to be a primary capital ship killer throughout the game for anything frigate-or-larger, along with the Mon Cal cruiser which you'll hopefully have in time to counter battle groups of Imperial Star Destroyers.
Notice that I haven't even mentioned X-Wing fighters. It seems a travesty for me to not love the "hero" ship of the Star Wars movies. Maybe it's my play style, but I find that a Corellian Corvette (which takes 2 population slots) is more than twice as effective as a one-slot X-Wing squadron, just as fast and much more versatile. The corvette cuts through enemy fighters and bombers very quickly, and can also attack other corvettes nicely too (something the X-Wings just aren't effective doing). I'll use the garrisoned X-Wings, of course, but I don't produce any myself and never take any into a battle. The only ones I really anticipate using in this campaign are Red Squadron (to kill the Death Star).
(4) Be aggressive. Don't wait too long to fortify each of your planets. Use the basics I specify above for defending planets, then build an attack fleet as fast as possible by spreading out production across all your planets at once. When you tech-up, you'll be replacing part of your fleet with better ships. Again, do this as fast as possible using all your planets. Once you have even a decent attack fleet, throw it at the enemy.
Rule of thumb for most real-time strategy games: THE BEST DEFENSE IS A GOOD OFFENSE. The more you sit back and build, the more your enemy is preparing to take it all from you. Build the minimum necessary to keep your planets, always pay attention to where your front line is on the galactic map and move up surplus ships accordingly, build your attack fleet FAST and use it often. An enemy on the defensive isn't going to attack you as aggresively.
I always think offensively, and I often recommend the same to other people.
About the Ion Cannon: There is a column of buttons just to the right of the mini-map on the bottom control bar. The top one of these buttons controls the ion cannon. Assuming you have an ion cannon built on the planet's surface, you should be able to fire the ion cannon whenever the button is not darkened. The ion cannon naturally has a recharge timer, like nearly everything in this game.
I personally don't like the reb campaign. Or the reb playstile, that is. Empire for the win.
However, I had the same problems, it was just hopeless. I also thought the ai was a bit cheap here. Well, beeing cheap is something the campaign makes very easy for you.
In the first few missions, at some point just capture everything you can besides the mission critical planet. Build up your forces and defenses. Put gamespeed on fast and go grab something to drink, go read a bit, call your girlfriend, whatever. Come back and see big $$$. Accomplish mission goal. Defeat all empire space forces with your new pimped up forces, capture a few planets, get a few mines. Blockade what you don't capture (a single y or x will do here). Again Imp is a sitting duck. Mess around a bit, build more, get more money.
From there on things should start looking rather too easy, if anything.
Well, I'm not saying it's the best or most heroish way of doing things... But I don't feel too bad about it, even though I consider this strat cheating. We are playing against an AI that doesn't feel to bad about cheating it's a$$ off, too...
After completing both campaigns, I like the Empire better in space and the Rebellion better on the ground.
The Empire gets bigger ships earlier, and I like playing with big ships. Although the Rebellion has the best big ship of all, in the campaign you don't get it 'til the very end. With the Empire it seems like you get the Victory, quite a decent "big" ship, very soon in the tech tree based on its capabilities. It's a tech level 2 ship, whereas the slightly smaller Assault Frigate MkII is a tech level 3 ship.
And for ground assaults with the Rebellion, most of the units are more robust 1:1 compared to the Empire. I know this is why you generally get less of them, but I prefer it that way...fewer, stronger units rather than more, weaker ones.
And then you've got this little trick on your side: Select one of your MPTL spotter drones and use his sensor ping ability to find the enemy target you're looking for (power generator, heavy factory, etc.), then once the drone has it lit up from all the way across the map, call in a bombing run. Now that's just wrong. When I discovered this I was dumbfounded. I killed the enemy's shield generator, turbo-lasers and factories before I even left the reinforcement point I landed on. Before I even hotkeyed my units into groups. Wrong, I say.
Yes, it takes a minute or two for the first bombing run to "charge up", but when I discovered this ability I was doodling around a little longer than usual right after landing. And once I discovered it, I realized it's well worth the wait for that first bombing run to become available.
What's even close to an Imperial equivalent of this? A sacrificial scout trooper? Not nearly as fast or easy. And you lose a unit in the process. And if he dies before he even gets there, or just before you can click the bombing run button, you have to do it all over again. And he has to scout around the map manually, trying to pass by lesser - although still armed and dangerous - enemy targets that can take him out. Sensor pings last a fixed amount of time and require no unit anywhere near the site of the bombing run; makes it a piece of cake.
They need to take that away. It's a huge advantage for the Alliance. "I'm gonna land, step off my transport and blow up half your sh*t before I even roll away from the reinforcement point."
Im used to practice the good old C&C tactics in this type of games = building in myself and isolate :lock: :clap2: but as you say, it might not be the most clewer thing to do here.
Im not used to this new system to have control over so many bases of operations at one time in strategy, it make me feel stressed,but i have no problems with the ground battles in EAW :twogun:
however i think with a little time i might get use to this game.
Thanks for all adviced. im gonna have them in mind next time.
After palying for a while, the best strategy is to build almos evey nebulon you can defences on all your planets ...anda attack all the time ass fast as you can.
Actually you only need to defend planets within jump range from an enemy (or pirate) planet. If the planet is surrounded by "uncharted" planets (i.e., they have the grid pattern), or if the planet's behind my front lines, then I only leave a highest-possible level space station in orbit and at least a barracks and light factory on the ground (see below).
Select a planet, then look at the circle around it. Only charted planets within - or just on the edge of - that circle can possibly attack the planet, AND planets on a hyperspace route connected to it can attack it as well. Think of it a bit like the old board game "Risk"...pay attention to where you can be attacked and where you cannot, then focus your forces accordingly.
I only fortify planets that can be reached by my enemy. Mid-game it's usually one or two each of Corellian Corvettes and Nebulon-Bs (plus the station's garrison, of course), or more if it becomes a "trouble spot" (gets attacked often). At tech 3 I'll replace Nebulons with Assault Frigates.
On the ground I never leave any troops on any planet, EXCEPT on a planet I just captured up until the barracks and light factory are built, after which I move them off-world. Once my buildings are there, the garrisoned troops are always able to protect the planet surface. Here's what I build on the ground with the Alliance based on the number of slots available...
2 : Barracks, Light Factory
3 : Barracks, Light Factory, Mine
4 : Barracks, Light Factory, Heavy Factory, Mine
5 : Barracks, Officer Academy, Light Factory, Heavy Factory, Shield Generator
6 : Barracks, Officer Academy, Light Factory, Heavy Factory, Shield Generator, Turbolaser Towers
7 : Barracks, Officer Academy, Light Factory, Heavy Factory, Shield Generator, Turbolaser Towers, Mine
8 : Barracks, Officer Academy, Infiltrator Academy, Light Factory, Heavy Factory, Shield Generator, Turbolaser Towers, Mine
...and on one of the planets where it's allowed, I'll build a Hutt palace so I can hire bounty hunters to kill enemy heroes. My Empire build priority is the same, just replace "Infiltrator Academy" with "Advanced Factory".
With this mix of buildings on any planet, my garrisons alone are almost always able to defend it, and easily if I have a heavy factory present (for artillery).
The best part: Not leaving any units behind my front lines means that much stronger of an assault force. :)
edit: Switched priority of shield generators and turbolaser towers in build lists.
Wow, those strats are really useful and should help me alot in my new empire campaign!
I just used to capture what I can, defend it to the max and steal all tach I can, before moving on to the mission planet. I only used a limited ground force of 10 tanks and a few Y-wing squads for bombing run and some plex troops to capture landing zones and build pads. My fleet was about 99% Gunships, just because they can fire through the shields of enemy ships. I used them to take out hangers real fast (but not as fast as Y-Wings though). Also decent against fighters and stuff. They even chew up Victory StarDestroyers and can hold their own against even the mighty ISD. Considering that they only cost a bit. I completely rely on the space station to take out any incoming fleets. Even the one you'll meet later and have to take out got blown to bits near the first station they met on Corellia. Even final battle was way too easy for me, just massed my fleet and with hundreds of gunships their own fleet couldn't do a thing. Most importantly I think you should prepare for your next fase before doing the mission.
Turbolaser towers are ominous-looking, but the enemy usually takes their time and just sits back with artillery to out-range each one, or sends Plex soldiers (if it's the Rebellion) to stand right next it - where it can't shoot them - and blast it with their rockets. With a shield generator, you've got a better fortified position, behind which you can station your artillery to blast anything that breaches the shield.
So far I've focused on using just frigates and corvettes. I do love the Corellion Corvette. The things owns enemy fighters/bombers, is very fast, and holds up nicely against Tartans. Maybe a 7:3 mix of Corellian Gunships and Corellian Corvettes? (If I can get the initial fleet load to do that.)
I still don't care for the missile cruisers though. Marauders and Broadsides are just too slow and fragile - more so than their advantage of range offsets.
I actually replaced the Corvette and Y-Wing with the gunship, though the gunship doesn't annihilate small stuff as fast as the corvette does, it can take them out quite rapidly, add to that the fact that it's rockets penetrate shields. So you can just blow up the hangar with ease. The few lasers they have aren't worth using, so you don't have to bother taking out the shields first. just go straight for the hangar and weapons. I must admit that it's not as good at this as the Y-Wing, but it's much tougher. Another thing is that it's systems can't be destoyed, so you have to destroy the entire ship. Taken on artillery cruisers quite well as it's special is the engine boost.
Tips on using it;
Target the most valuable systems, don't worry about shields
When shields get low use the engine boost to get out fast
Another advanced tip is timing the last volley to be the destucting volley as is fires untill the system is destoyed (and not untill it has launched enough missles to destroy the system), but you'll need some experience with the damage it does first. That way you have far less wasted rockets/shots and as a result you destroy fleets and the like a bit faster.
what you need to do is to try and capture other planets, around kashyyk, then you can fortify them and wait until you have enough credits to buy a large fleet. i had the same problem, the way i dealt with it was to, gather up a large fleet, mostly y-wings, i think i had 42 sqauds in the end, and sending my entire space fleet to 1 planet at a time, i didnt bother wasting time after i had conquered that planet to move onto the next, i didnt give the empire any time to move any units and replenish their loses, i just moved on to the next planet, after the ground assualt, after a while the empire removed their huge fleet from the campaign objective planet and i sent a small fleet that i was building elsewhere to the target planet to take it for myself.
But you're right, those structures can definitely turn the tide in a close space battle.
So I'd change my original opinion to "use your personal preference". If you love duking it out only ship-to-ship, and don't want the help of ground-based defenses, then stick with my original lists. But if you want to make use of these quite effective buildings, then you should certainly use them.
For anyone who'd want to use these structures, then I'd recommend replacing "Turbolaser Towers" in my lists with the Ion Cannon for the Rebellion or the Hypervelocity Gun for the Empire.
(As it turns out I don't have as much faith in Turbolaser Towers as I did at first...the enemy seems to see them just fine early on, and sit back out of range with artillery and wipe them out systematically. There are better ways to use those build slots.)
Having Ben Kenobi would have really helped the Rebels on Ground battles.
I learnt the hard way playing the Rebel campaign, before this. I played through medium mode, and I naively followed the mission without conquering planets. In the end, I was threatened from all sides, and even before I had a fleet I was threatened by a few Victory SDs.
So I started a new easy game, and, at the same point of time as my former medium game, I had conquered 100% of the known galaxy (the planets you could travel to).
I've found that a nice surgical strike can do wonders for the Rebels in space.
Build up one planet to have as many space and land production capability as possible, then bring Mon Mothma to that location to discout all of the costs.
If you encounter an Imperial held planet with a massive defense force like a level 4 or 5 space station, build up an attack force of 25 Y-wing squadrons. When they hyper in, focus on nothing but the station. That will take out the garrison units spawning in all the time. Retreat with whatever is left, then send in a "regular" fleet to mop up.
They dont send star desoryers on hard by then ive finished hard or maybe they just didnt have time to make star destoryers might replay it and give them alittle time
While they are very fragile, they can cause massive damage if protected - you can obliterate the shields of a capital ship (even a Mon Cal with power to shields activated (!) ) within seconds - faster sometimes than the entire rest of your fleet could.
The only thing that effectively counters them is a corvette rush ,but at least as an imp it is not easy to get to the point of attacking the marauder cruisers before being blown up yourself by a neb b.
IMHO artillery units in EAW are far too powerful, exspecially against havier units (Capital ships, walkers and tanks). The role of artillery should be to take out buildings and maybe infantry, not to cause massive damage to about everything except 1-2 counter units.
I find a good strategy for both sides is to get a decent force together very early in the game and attack immediately while the enemies space stations are still weak. Take this force from planet to planet, dont worry about conquering on the ground. This is extremely damaging economically as the computer has to spend big $$$ on rebuilding space stations that you have just turned into space junk. This slows down their tech upgrade (so you dont have to worry about interdictors for a while if your playing as rebels). It takes a bit of coordination to monitor your own contruction and research while commanding the fleet but it puts the enemy on the back foot from the word go.
I found the Rebel Story to be fun, but depressingly easy, even on hard mode.
The thing I found is, the Empire can't launch Raid Fleets, so they can't directly attack planets behind your defensive lines. So, I basically made Yavin my main ground unit production base, made Mon Calamari and Kuat my main starship production bases. I built the best Space Stations on every other planet I could, and covered every planet except Yavin and later in the game Geonosis. This maximizes your daily credit production and basically makes you rich as hell haflway through the game. I had 3 massive fleets by games end, consisting of 2-3 Mon Cal Cruisers, 5-6 Assault frigates, 7-8 Missile Cruisers, 10-20 Corvettes and Gunships, 20-30 Bombers and 20-30 Xwings and A-wings to back em all up. The big difference between the Empire and the Alliance in this game is power vs speed. Imps have more powerful weapons to bring to bear, but you can defeat them with well-timed manuevers and focussed attacks.
In addition, I had one large ground force consisting of 12 Artillery Units, 15 T4-B units, 15 t2-b units, 20 squads of infantry, 20 squads of Plex soldiers, 4 field commanders, 10 Speeder Squadrons and 8 Infiltrators. I found the T4-B tanks to be pretty much the most effective unit in the game. I never had to fight a defensive land battle. The Imps usually did'nt even succeed in winning a space battle and forcing my fleet off an occupied world, and the few times they did I was able to counter attack before they could launch an invasion.
We'll see if this strategy works in the conquest modes.
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