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Guru Nanak Dev And The Millionaire
A millionaire official who stayed in a neighbouring village from the one that Satguru Sri Guru Nanak Dev Ji Maharaj was began to slander the king of kings. He said, 'Who is this person whose name is repeated by every one, as if he were a god, though he is only a mortal like ourselves? The Hindus are being perverted, and even the Muslims are losing their faith. Come, let us imprison him.'
After saying this he then mounted on horseback. As soon as he did this his horse shied and threw him. The next day he again mounted, but, as he proceeded on his way, he became blind and had to alight. Those who saw what was happening to him, were afraid to make any remark. All they said was, 'Dhan Dhan Satguru Sri Guru Nanak Dev Ji Maharaj'.
They, however, suggested to the millionaire that he should do homage to Satguru Ji. Upon this he began to praise Maharaj; and those who were with him bowed towards the Guru.
The millionaire again mounted his horse, intending this time to go and ask for forgiveness from Guru Sahib, but immediately fell down. His companions addressed him, 'You have made a mistake in going on horseback. Go on foot, so that you may be pardoned.'
He took this advice. On arriving at a spot where Guru Sahib's residence could be seen, he recovered his sight, and began to make salutations in the direction of the king of this world and the next. On arriving in the presence of Satguru Sri Guru Nanak Dev Ji Maharaj the millionaire fell at Guru Sahib's feet and kissed them. Guru Sahib was pleased and made him his guest for three days. The millionaire, in honour of Satguru Ji, founded a village, which he called Kartarpur, on the margin of the Ravi, and built a beautiful Gurudwara Sahib therein, both of which he dedicated to Satguru Sri Guru Nanak Dev Ji Maharaj.


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HBO's hilarious comedy 'Silicon Valley' starts up again on Sunday. Back in February HBO released the first promo video for the second season of "Silicon Valley." It's a short one minute clip, but it looks funnier than ever.
"Silicon Valley" is an HBO show that portrays the life of a first-time startup founder who turned down massive buy-out offers to build a sustainable business.
Billionaire venture capitalist Mac Andreessen once called it the tech industry's first "accurate satire." Star TJ Miller was recently invited to host the Crunchies, a tech industry awards show, where he took potshots at audience members, including a long exchange with Uber CEO Travis Kalanick's girlfriend, Gabi Holzwarth.

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More Fun While Working With The Chainsmokers, Alex Pall
With a highly anticipated new single being released titled Closer, Mathias Rosenzweig interviewed the popular band – The Chainsmokers. When it comes to working in different cities for inspiration, Alex Pall said along the lines of, when in a city that you're supposed to be doing work, it can be scary when you're actually having fun in the pursuit. While visiting an art gallery, I was hit with the fact that dance music was a major part of my life and was consuming it. So, with that revelation, Pall decided to give the want of creating music a chance.
The group has taken in the influence from Deadmau5, who is known for his synths and 808 drops, but the group is wanting to try something different and reveal themselves to the world one day at a time. There is a numbing euphoric feeling with the Chainsmokers genre, but it's often saturated with a void of emotion. The group understands now that when you're a developing artist, you want the world to hear what you're releasing before you put out another song. (Learn about Pall on his Interview Magazine: The Chainsmokers)
Pall mentions that their day would start a 9 am and would not end until 7 pm when it came to work together and creating new songs. Because of that thought process, they knew having Drew sing on their new track "Closer" would be a hit. With a new song dropped, the group also has a fall tour in the final stages that will more than likely date in the Spring of '17 opposed to the fall.
The group has collected so many memorable memories with their fans from postings to the fans saying these things to their face, but Alex Pall is more astounded by the fact that the group will get messages that say, "My 6-year-old daughter loves your songs." It doesn't stop there. The Chainsmokers have received numerous videos of youngsters and elders alike singing to their songs. Read This Article to learn more.


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ProRanger Philadelphia Program
The ProRanger Philadelphia program is an academic and technical skills training and internship program that is cooperatively administered by the National Park Service and Temple University. The program was established to recruit, train and employ law enforcement park rangers for the National Park Service. Upon graduating from Temple University and successfully completing the ProRanger Philadelphia program, participants are placed in a permanent career tenure law enforcement park ranger position with the National Park Service.
Upon acceptance into the ProRanger Philadelphia program, a ProRanger trainee will become part of an experiential learning cohort made up of at least 12 and no more than 20 fellow trainees. During the summer periods between the freshman/sophomore and sophomore/junior years, the ProRanger Philadelphia trainee will be assigned to an internship at a National Park Service site. Trainees will also participate in a three-credit academic course that accompanies the internship and includes reflective experiences of the cohort group. During the period between the junior/senior year, the ProRanger trainee will be enrolled in the Seasonal Law Enforcement Training Program (SLETP) at Temple University.
In addition to the experiential components, students will complete four academic courses that include: 1) a three-credit course that studies the mission and functions of the National Park Service and the role of law enforcement in National Parks; 2) a communications/leadership course chosen from an array of options; 3) an ethics course chosen from an array of options; 4) a content area course chosen from an array of options.
While the primary duties of the ProRanger Philadelphia graduate is protecting people and property, ProRanger Philadelphia trainees do not have to be Criminal Justice majors, and students from any academic major or background may apply. More importantly, a ProRanger Philadelphia trainee will have an aptitude for working with people with diverse backgrounds, have an interest in the outdoors, history and the environment, and have a high standard of ethical behavior.
Please see www.temple.edu/proranger for more information about becoming a ProRanger.
Certificate in National Park Service Management
The University College, in consultation with the National Park Service, has developed a certificate program in National Park Service Management that will provide extensive opportunities for academic study, training and development, and for internship placement as preparation for a career in National Park Service (NPS) law enforcement and in other areas related to park service management. The certificate program is open to students enrolled in bachelor's degree programs who are part of the ProRanger Philadelphia program. The certificate requires a minimum of 21 credits. In addition to the experiential and internship components that require reflective exercises and essays, students will complete other academic courses that explore the mission and functions of the NPS, law enforcement, communications and leadership, and ethics.
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I am very disturbed with the recent news release, dated Nov. 24, 2013, that the Arizona State Retirement Board of Trustees is rewarding 10 investment managers $350,000 in bonuses for their performance in investments for the Arizona State Retirement System.
As a retired ASRS member, I have not received a cost-of-living increase since 2005. In the past eight years, the cost of living in Arizona has risen by 19.6 percent.
According to the second quarter "Your Retirement'' newsletter, ASRS Director Paul Matson said, "At this time, the ASRS does not anticipate excess revenues to generate additional permanent benefit increases in the next several years." This is ludicrous! Retirees won't be seeing any cost-of-living increase for the next several years! Members of ASRS have waited long enough for a cost-of-living increase that is way past due. Performance bonuses should only be paid after ASRS is financially able to provide its members with an annual cost-of-living increase.
On behalf of myself and other retirees, I ask you to consider voting against the proposed bonuses for the 10 investment managers.
— Donald Sherbo lives in Tucson.


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Sofi Tukker
Kah-Lo, LP Giobbi
Wed, April 18, 2018
Doors: 7:00 pm / Show: 7:00 pm
9:30 Club
Washington, DC
Sofi Tukker has partnered with PLUS1 so that $1 from every ticket sold will go to support Planned Parenthood and their work delivering vital reproductive health care, sex education, and information to millions of women, men, and young people in the US and worldwide.https://www.impconcerts.com/event/1611724/
Sofi Tukker - (Set time: 9:10 PM)
SOFI TUKKER's success was anything but planned. The band's very existence happened haphazardly after Sophie Hawley-Weld met Tucker Halpern during an art show at Brown University, where they both happened to be performing. It only took a couple of months before the NYC-based duo penned their viral track "Drinkee", which has since been featured in an Apple Watch Ad, racked up over 40 million Spotify streams, and received a Grammy nomination for Best Dance Recording. The song was the first they ever wrote, and became the backbone of their wildly successful EP, Soft Animals.
"It wasn't really until the Apple commercial that people were like, 'Oh, you're in a band,'" Tucker recalls. He himself never had plans of actually working in music, having spent the first 20 years of his life striving to become a professional basketball player. After getting sick during his junior year of college, Tucker was bedridden for eight months-a stint he used to teach himself music production before returning to school to study it seriously. Sophie, on the other hand, had been singing in choirs and drumming in drum circles since middle school, where she also began writing original music. "It's been a dream of mine forever, though I didn't really admit it to myself," she recalls about becoming a musician. Coincidentally, Sophie also found herself injured and in a wheelchair for four months after college, though that didn't slow the pair's musical growth, as they collaborated during her convalescence.
"We Skyped almost every day," Sophie recalls. At the time, she was living in the Netherlands, one of the countless places she's inhabited after attending a slue of international schools and becoming what one may call a citizen of the world. This multicultural background is likely the reason she decided to sing in Portuguese, a language she studied in college. "I was drawn to it because of how melodic it is. I think it's extremely sexy," she explains. The success of "Drinkee" shows Sophie wasn't the only person with that opinion; the track reached the top of the Spotify and iTunes charts in Italy, Australia, Cyprus, Hungary, Turkey, Latvia, Costa Rica and more. It should also be mentioned that having a Grammy nominated track that's not in English (and from a band that has yet to even release a full LP) is no small feat-rather, it speaks to the band's inherent talent and ability to attract audiences from a plethora of cultural and linguistic backgrounds.
Perhaps no one was more shocked than Sophie and Tucker themselves when they seamlessly transitioned out of the "emerging acts" grouping into worldwide recognition in the space of 12 months. Tucker recalls a festival they played in Mexico, where they were expecting to have a hundred or so people in the audience. Instead there were over 5,000 people waiting before they even got on stage, chanting their name.
While most acts might feel an onslaught of pressure after breaking through-knowing that they now have an audience of hundreds of thousands watching their every move-Sophie and Tucker are excited by the challenge. "We both work really well under pressure and I'm always so impressed by Tucker's relentless work ethic," Sophie notes. "Luckily we love what we do so it never feels like work. I also think the recognition actually gives us more freedom to go wild," Tucker adds. "We like to go crazy." That's all to say that, despite the Grammy nom, over 20 million YouTube streams and an influx of love from various publications-The Fader, Nylon, The New York Times and Noisey, to name a few-the band doesn't feel like they've exactly made it big. "Success isn't somewhere that you just arrive at one day," Sophie expresses. Tucker echoes similar sentiments: "We're still the same young band trying to sell out little venues and have parties with people all over the world."
This feat is likely to be easier to attain with each passing day. In late 2017 the band scored their biggest Apple ad to date, when the company chose their unreleased track "Best Friend" to soundtrack the launch of their flagship iPhone X. The song is a collaboration with longtime friends NERVO and The Knocks, and features a verse from Tokyo's Alisa Ueno. The heat generated from the ad launched the song at radio worldwide; It is now steadily propelling up the US Pop and Alternative Radio charts and is perched in the upper echelons of the iTunes Singles and Shazam charts across the globe. Having already gotten as close to cultural world domination as a young act can get, SOFI TUKKER's future is looking brighter than ever.
Kah-Lo - (Set time: 8:00 PM)
Kah-Lo is the Nigerian-born rising star, who has enjoyed an incredible 2016 with a chart-topping hit with 'Rinse & Repeat'; her infectious collaboration with London-based producer Riton. The phenomenal success of 'Rinse & Repeat' included being named one of the Top 10 most played songs on BBC Radio 1 for 2016, selling 400,000 copies in the UK and 35 million streams & counting on Spotify and a coveted Grammy nomination for Best Dance Recording at this year's award ceremony - a testament to its enduring appeal as one of the most influential and unique club tracks of recent times, setting in motion the foundations in Kah-Lo's burgeoning super-stardom.
Music has played a huge part in Kah-Lo's life. Born Faridah Demola-Seriki, as a child her father and uncle would play various 80s & 90s Pop and Hip-Hop records around her home in Lagos, Nigeria. Artists such as Slick Rick, M.I.A, Rihanna, Madonna and Kanye West have all influenced her musical direction as well as her unique sense of style, topped off with her long flowing signature green hair. Beginning her musical journey straight out of university after making the brave decision to move from Nigeria to the USA, the now 24-year-old decided it was all or nothing and started taking crucial steps into the development of her fearless brand. Kah-Lo soon began performing in bars and coffee shops across New York City – perfecting her craft whilst also uploading random tracks to her Soundcloud page.
Fast-forward to 2018 and Kah-Lo is looking ahead to a festival filled summer at Pukkelpop, Reading & Leeds Festival and SW4. In this time, Kah-Lo also released her debut solo single 'Fasta' followed by 'Fake ID' which arguably continue much of the success earned with 'Rinse & Repeat', collectively earning BBC Radio 1's hottest specialist record of the year, 'Hottest Record in the World' by Annie Mac, 'Tune of the Week' by Clara Amfo and 'Jam Hot' & 'Track of the Week' by MistaJam. 'Fasta' also enjoyed a record five weeks at number one on the BBC Radio 1 Dance Chart and earned praise from the likes of Calvin Harris, Jax Jones, Martin Solveig, Faithless and many more key industry tastemakers. Kah-Lo's undeniable impact has also been felt in Australia, where 'Fasta' became one of the year's hottest records on triplej radio, where it was added to full rotation almost immediately and went on to become one of their most played songs of 2017.
Currently putting the final touches to a full-length release with Riton, Kah-Lo looks set to dominate throughout 2018, too!
LP Giobbi - (Set time: 7:30 PM)
LP Giobbi is Rock N Roll with a Disco Soul born draped in sequins cloaked in fog at a seance in the mountains of Oregon.
She was trained in jazz piano at UC Berkeley before becoming a synth warrior goddess in Los Angeles. She uses her combined knowledge of music theory and sign wave creation to reach the enlightenment afforded by a clusterfuck of inclusivity. Her weapons are charisma, spunk, fearlessness, DJ decks, blacks and whites, DAW systems, fields of sci-fi synthesizers, sequins, feathers and leopard print. And she is not afraid to use them.
Find her deejaying and booking shows at the W Hotel Los Angeles as their Music Curator (where she recently opened up for the Billboard's Next Big Sound showcase featuring Gallant), playing synth bass and deejaying for Madame Gandhi, opening up for Sofi Tukker on their European and North American tour, where she throws down her self produced Afro-Cuban infused Piano House tracks, producing, engineering, synthesizing and Music Directing for LJ Laboratory (currently getting ready to release their first full length: Analogue Interference) and playing jazz gigs wherever a piano lives.
LP Giobbi is getting ready to release her first few tracks co-produced by Sofi Tukker April 2018 while opening up for them on their US tour where she gets to add the Korg M1 Piano to her deejay sets.
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815 V St. NW
Washington, DC, 20001
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Mil Dot lessons
Our primary mission in creating the Business Plan Archive is to enable entrepreneurs of the future to learn from the lessons of the past. In the interest of sparking discussion and ideas, here are ten lessons we take from our observations of the dot com shakeout.
Ten Lessons from the Internet Shakeout
The past boom and bust of the Internet sector is one of the biggest business events of the past several decades. In the interest of finding lessons that help us avoid similar debacles in the future, here are ten observations about the dot com shakeout.
1) Nothing changes overnight. The single most fatal miscalculation investors made regarding the Internet was to massively overestimate the speed at which the marketplace would adopt dot com innovations. That assumption of speed dictated the rapid pace and scale of investment by both VCs and public investors - and the resulting over-investment led to the inevitable bubble and bust. We somehow believed it was different this time. It wasn't. It will always simply take time and lots of it for people to integrate innovations into the way they do things.
2) New stuff doesn't replace old stuff. History tells us repeatedly that innovations almost never replace existing products but rather typically worm their way into the mix and inhabit their own niche. Yet, many dot coms and their funders persisted in modeling businesses that assumed a zero-sum game in which, say, online retailing displaces a significant percentage of existing retailing. In retrospect, all we had to do was look at the history of catalog marketing to predict that e-tailing might wriggle its way into some minority of purchases, eventually reaching its natural saturation point. Recognition of historic precedent could have spared some large and costly investments.
3) Too early? Too bad. Timing issues continually pop up in the post-mortem of the dot com shakeout. Many of the web's wrecks came to market with high-cost products well before the infrastructure was ready to receive them. The digital entertainment category is one good example. Companies like Z.com, Pop.com, Icebox.com, Digital Entertainment Networks and Pseudo Networks all may have had good products, but they were much too early for the broadband marketplace.
4) Many startups were fundamentally uncreative and "un-Internet." Many failed Internet startups began with ideas that involved little more than shoveling an existing business model onto a web site - or copying another company that did it. Just as "shovelware" in the...
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CHICAGO (Reuters) - Radiation from the largest solar flare in four years is expected to reach Earth late on Thursday or Friday.
Such events can cause radio blackouts and interfere with communication satellites, but the most likely outcome this time will be brilliant Northern Lights displays, U.S. scientists said.
NASA scientists on Monday reported an X-class solar flare, the first in more than four years. X-class flares are the most powerful of all solar events that can trigger radio blackouts and long-lasting radiation storms.
It was one of a series of three solar flares and prompted speculation that a new solar cycle may be ramping up.
"This is one of the first real solar events of the next solar maximum — that is when you would see the highest number of solar flares," said Brady O'Hanlon, a doctoral student at Cornell University in Ithaca, New York.
O'Hanlon said solar activity typically peaks in 11-year cycles. "We've been at the depths of one of the quietest ever 11-year periods," he said in a telephone interview.
Solar flares are intense, short-lived releases of energy. They show up as bright areas on the sun, producing high levels of radiation and charged particles that can intensify solar winds — electrically charged particles continuously spewing outward from the sun.
The Earth's magnetic field largely protects the planet from space weather. But massive solar flares can disrupt power grids, interfere with high-frequency airline and military communications, disrupt Global Positioning System signals and interrupt civilian communications, according to the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration, which tracks solar flares.
NASA says the particle cloud produced by February 14 event is relatively weak, and most likely will only result in some beautiful sightings of the aurora borealis — shimmery displays of red, green and purple that are expected to light up the northern sky this week.
But O'Hanlon, who conducts research on space weather and its effects on GPS software receivers, says people who have come to rely on their GPS technology during the period of quiet solar activity may see more interference with their navigation systems as solar activity picks up.
"It's been minimum activity, and we haven't had to really worry about GPS. That may not be quite the case over the next few years," he said.
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How is this only Tuesday?
That question probably clues you in to the kind of week I am having. Oh man. It's not been a bad week by any stretch of the imagination. Just full. A very full week. More conversations and experiences and emotions have been poured into the last few days than I thought possible.
This weekend I was privileged and grateful to run another half marathon with my dad. The man has turned into a running machine, yet still refuses to leave my side during these races. Once more, I've sworn it will be my last…though I admit the itch has already started to resurface. (Shhhh. Don't tell dad.) I love spending time with my parents and the continuity of time I feel when I am with them. They've known me my whole life (thank you, Captain Obvious), and I love the stories they share that connect my current existence with life in 1985, and 1996, and 2001, and last week. I love feeling rooted to my parents, a feeling of deep belonging.
Continuity is a strange animal. Some peoples' lives seem to be comprised of neat and tidy chapters; mine is delineated by the continent on which I resided at any given point in time. Mine feels less like cohesive chapters and more like a random assortment of childhood collections. There are my stickers, and here are some rocks, and I kept some coins around here somewhere. They all fit in a box, but they don't really go together.
When I'm with my parents, that doesn't seem true anymore. They witnessed most of the non-chapters of my life and recall the funny mishaps, new friendships, and minute details that made up life in its every stage. They bring a common thread to all of my experiences.
This is one of those days in which continuity seems so important. You could name almost any date in the past 27 years and I would have no clue where I was, but I know precisely where I was when I heard the news about 9/11. And every year it feels like yesterday.
A friend shared this link, and I can't help but pass it on. I love Jon Stewart even as I occasionally cringe at his "nothing is sacred" sense of humor. But this episode, his first following 9/11, is poetry and beauty and feeling. I have so many thoughts on his "I grieve but do not despair" comment…but this post is long enough already.
To be continued.


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Subliminal messages--once a myth--are now routine.
In 1957, a PR agent named James Vicary announced that he had instigated long lines at a New Jersey movie theater concession stand by flashing split-second messages like "Hungry? Eat popcorn" and "Drink Coke" on the screen. Although Vicary almost certainly fabricated the story, it entered the popular imagination as a settled fact. Then, in the 1970s, a professor of communication studies named Wilson Bryan Key made his own set of announcements. Key wrote such books as Subliminal Seduction and Media Sexploitation, books in which he claimed to have found a man with an erection in the Camel cigarettes logo and the word "sex" in the ice cubes in liquor ads. But his claims couldn't be confirmed either. It was impossible to tell which shapes were messages and which just shapes.
Scholars dismissed these popular myths. But they did acknowledge that, in theory, sounds at certain decibels and images flashed at high speeds could influence the brain without our knowing it. Video clips lasting between two-thirtieths and three-thirtieths of one second--two or three frames--will sometimes fall into that category. The 1980 film Cruising actually did splice shots of what looked like gay sex into murder scenes, insinuating into the mind of the audience the killer's equation of homosexual penetration with stabbing. But that was rare.
Today, bursts of images lasting one to three frames--like the ones in Cruising--appear regularly in advertisements for sneakers, TV shows, software companies, colas, even mutual funds. Scientifically recognized subliminal messages are in fact now a part of our everyday lives. The use of real subliminals began in the early '80s, when video editors at MTV decided that two minutes was too long to be watching men in leather pants thrust and prance. For the sake of variety, they invented MTV's helter-skelter style of quick video bursts. The frenetic editing was aided by the invention of a machine, called "Avid," that digitized film images, allowing editors to do their cutting and pasting on computer screens rather than on long, curling rolls of film. In 1990, MTV first aired Buzz, a show that pulsated with long strings of quick cuts run under spoken reflections on time, speed, and even quick cuts themselves; by then, says director Mark Pellington, editors were "just punching images into the machines, to see how fast we could get them to go."
Advertisers began to imitate the MTV style. One example: an ad for Reebok sneakers and Lady Foot Locker in which women play softball, go rock climbing, score a soccer goal. While a woman recovers from what was evidently an exhausting run--she is bent over, hands on knees, sweaty hair hanging down--there is a flash of light. We see her stretching. The casual viewer sees nothing in the flash. Only to someone clicking frame by frame is it clear that the flash contains the image of that same woman standing peacefully, placidly, confidently, gazing into the distance. The woman is on the screen in this position for two frames, and then she is gone.
A nother ad, for NBC's The Pretender, contains a flurry of images. It consists of two frames of a sign saying "Wall Street," two frames of a man sitting behind a desk, and two frames of a Greek statue. None of this is apparent when viewing the ad at normal speed.
And then there is an ad for the Microsoft Network that shows a scrolling computer screen--each stage of which is on for no more than two frames--offering the following mini-manifesto:
The Bill of Rights is the foundation on which our nation is built. The Internet is an enormously valuable place in which those rights must continue to thrive. Both the Bill of Rights and the Internet are potentially fragile. Mess with either of them too much, and we might ruin them. We can't let this happen. ... The Internet's potential is enormous, and the stakes are high. The Internet can raise the quality of political debate, the quality of education, the quality of life. It is precious and important, and we must not take it for granted.
The creators of the Reebok ad say they were just shooting for "interesting texture." The woman who cut the ad for The Pretender, a show about a man with strange powers, hoped her sequence would make the show look "mysterious." Lucas Eskin, who edited the MSN ad for Wieden & Kennedy, suggested quick cuts were one of the few ways in which a computer screen could be made to look exciting. "Quick cuts can make anything look interesting," Eskin says. "You take a woman and flash her quickly and, whammo, she's more beautiful, more alluring."
The modern subliminal appears, in short, benign. The older ones seemed out of place: The ad is for whiskey, one might have asked, so why are there tits in the ice cubes? But the images in today's ads seem to belong. In fact, they don't seem to be messages at all. They seem to be just pictures, like the rest of the pictures in the ad.
But how does advertising today achieve its end? Not through explicit instructions but through hazy moods built from compelling product shots, insinuating copy, and beguiling music; through the color of a dress and the tone of a voice; through indirection. The ultimate message of any set of frames is no different--just as vague, just as persuasive, as the message of the ad itself: Buy our product. The difference is that if the frames are subliminal, the message gets across faster--and maybe reaches deeper--than when they aren't.
Professor John Bargh, a research psychologist at New York University, thinks subliminal sequences are not just interesting video effects but also powerful influences on behavior. In one experiment Bargh conducted, people who had been flashed such words as "elderly," "Florida," and "gray" walked more slowly than others who were spared this treatment. In another, white subjects were flashed a human image before hearing someone recount a morally ambiguous tale. Subjects who were flashed a black man's picture were more likely to regard the narrator of the story as hostile than were those who glimpsed a white man's face.
The few frames within the Reebok ad, Bargh says, make the tortured runner look triumphant. What's more, the second time we see the runner, she appears familiar and, because familiar, nice. The ad for The Pretender might indeed stimulate a sense of "wonder" by employing the images of money, power, and mythology in such a way that one can sense but not quite comprehend them. As for the Microsoft ad, the reference to the Bill of Rights might resonate subliminally with the overall message of the ad, which portrays the Internet as a cheap and easy way to communicate with other people, a modern-day public square. These images aren't part of some insidious mind-control technique; they don't, as we might fear, make the viewer buy the product being presented. But they may, in ways we don't detect, encourage it.
Perhaps the main difference between the present era and earlier ones is that today we feel different about such encouragement. The older subliminal "scholarship" suggested, at bottom, that advertising itself was a perversion--of which the subliminal message was just a particularly lurid example. But times have changed: Today capitalism and consumer culture are triumphant around the globe, consumers think themselves hip to corporate wiles, and the idea of a mind completely free from the secret seductions of commerce seems unrealistic and maybe not even particularly desirable. In such a context, the message of advertising--buy our product--and the most artful techniques used to promote it aren't considered threatening. They are, for better or worse, business as usual.


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When: 8:30 p.m.
TV: Ch. 4
LINE: Washington by 7 1/2
The Giants are coming off their second win of the season and on a short week will face NFC East foe Washington in a prime time matchup on Thanksgiving night. The Giants hope to carry the momentum over from Sunday's 12-9 overtime win against the Chiefs while Washington hopes to rebound from a 34-31 loss to the Saints and a handful of injuries.
One of the things Ben McAdoo has praised offensive coordinator Mike Sullivan for since taking over play-calling duties was sticking to the run — and for good reason. Orleans Darkwa has rushed for 74, 70 and 71 yards his last three games, respectively, averaging 4.3 yards per carry. Washington, meanwhile, allows an average of 4.3 yards per carry against the run, which puts them in the bottom half of the league.
The Giants forced three turnovers against a Chiefs team that hardly gives the ball away and it put them in position to win. It gave the offense a short field to work with, accounting for nine of their 12 points. Washington has allowed 15 turnovers this season, tied for 12th most in the league, making it an appetizing matchup for a Big Blue defense that is regaining its confidence.
Despite the win, the Giants still struggled to put up points. With Sterling Shepard questionable, the Giants will need some younger receivers besides Evan Engram to step up and make an impact. Roger Lewis came through in a huge way last week but he, Tavarres King or Travis Rudolph need to do emerge with a breakout game for the Giants to move the ball down field and put points on the board.
Giants: OL Justin Pugh (back), LB B.J. Goodson (ankle), OL D.J. Fluker (toe) are OUT. LB Calvin Munson (quad) is DOUBTFUL. WR Sterling Shepard (illness), DE Olivier Vernon (shoulder), DT Damon Harrison (ankle), LB Kelvin Sheppard (groin), LB Jonathan Casillas (neck) and LS Zak DeOssie (trap) are QUESTIONABLE.
Washington: DL Terrell McLain (toe), S Montae Nicholson (concussion), C Chase Rouller (hand), TE Jordan Reed (hamstring) are OUT. LB Zach Brown (Achilles), LB Martrell Spaight (ankle), T Trent Williams (knee), LB Ryan Anderson (knee), WR Ryan Grant (calf), DL Matt Ioannidis (hand/thigh), DL Anthony Lanier II (knee), T Morgan Moses (Eye/Ankle), T Ty Nsekhe (core muscle), RB Samaje Perine (finger) G Brandon Scherff (knee) are QUESTIONABLE.


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Sisters: Lovers And Other Relatives Part 4 (m/F,inc)
by Uncle Mike
Thursday afternoon found Trevor walking up the driveway to his parents' house
after a long meeting at school. Mom and Dad and Evan were at the hospital for
another of Evan's treatments, so Trevor was in no hurry.
He kicked a stone at the foot of the driveway as he mused to himself. Five
days, he thought, and I haven't fucked a single relative. I must be slowing
down! He laughed, still amazed at his good fortune last weekend.
A "ka-chink!" caught his attention and he snapped back to the real world. The
pebble he'd kicked had clipped the bumper of ... Aunt Frankie's car! Trevor's
eyebrows shot up. He couldn't ... could he? Tightening his grip on his
schoolbooks, he raced into the house.
As he barged through the front door, he called out his aunt's name. She came
in from the kitchen, a pen and a pad of paper still in her hands.
She was dressed in her usual business attire: a power suit, this one a
severely cut black with a white blouse. The all- business effect was hurt by
the short, short length of the skirt and the way she'd undone a few buttons
of the blouse, but Trevor noticed she was still teetering on four-inch
spike-heeled pumps. Aunt Frankie was the youngest of the Reed sisters, and to
his mind the sexiest -- or at least that's what he had used to think, before
he'd gotten to know Aunt Teddy and Aunt Alex so well. Aunt Frankie had
perfect skin, chiseled cheekbones, hair so curly you wanted to bury your
fingers in it, and an ass that twitched so fine he always had to be careful
not to get caught gawking when she left the dinner table.
It didn't take long to explain to her that everyone else was at the hospital.
She said she'd had to cancel a business dinner that evening and she'd stopped
by for company.
Trevor longed to say something that would make her stay, and maybe even
something that would make her horny for him. But Aunt Frankie had always
seemed so beautiful to him that he got tongue-tied whenever he saw her, and
it happened again. She probably thinks, he told himself, that I'm some kind
of dork.
Even when she lingered, asking him questions about his day, Trevor could only
manage one- or two-word answers. All the while he was carrying on a running
conversation in his head, and his answers there were suave and debonair. The
only problem was that they kept coming about one question too late.
"So, anything exciting happen today?" Aunt Frankie would ask.
"Nah," Trevor would mumble.
"How's school going?"
"It's OK," he'd manage to get out.
"The most exciting thing that happened today was that I saw you," his mind
would butt in.
"Worried about Evan?"
"I bet there's a lot you could teach me," his mind would interrupt. And so
After several minutes of frustration, Trevor's eagerness to see Aunt Frankie
was fading, and he didn't argue when she tossed the paper and pen aside and
headed for the door. He mumbled a goodbye and was trudging up the stairs when
she spun in the doorway.
"Oh, hey, Trevor? What are you doing for dinner, honey? Did your mom fix you
He grimaced. "Lentil soup," he said sourly. "It's in the fridge. And
wheat-germ rolls."
Aunt Frankie took a step back inside and let the door close behind her.
"Sounds awful. Hey, I've got an idea. Why don't I fix us something?"
"You?" Trevor put a hand on the railing.
"Sure. You must have some stuff hanging around I could use. I know, how about
omelets? Everybody's got eggs. You've got eggs, you've got omelets!"
"Well, I, uh, I don't want to impose ..."
"Who's imposing? Look, I wasn't doing anything for dinner myself, and believe
me, my refrigerator isn't anywhere near as well-stocked as your mom's. I'd be
lucky if my yogurt was only a week past its due date."
"No offense, Aunt Frankie, but -- can you cook?"
"Can I cook? You've been listening to your other aunts too much. Sure I can
cook! Hey, I may not be Betty Crocker, but I've fried an omelet or two. Just
let me at that kitchen!" There was no stopping her. Aunt Frankie tossed her
suit jacket on a chair as she went past and strode into the kitchen,
unbuttoning her sleeves and rolling them up.
Trevor sighed. Every time Aunt Frankie even tried to boil water, his mom had
once said, disaster loomed.
After tossing his schoolbooks in his room, Trevor tromped down the stairs and
into the kitchen. He stopped in the entry, stunned. He'd only been gone a
couple of minutes, three tops. How could Aunt Frankie have done all this in
just three minutes?
Almost every cupboard door was open. Bowls and plates and pots and jars and
boxes littered every available surface. A measuring cup on the counter was
swimming in a shallow pool of milk that was slowly spreading toward the edge,
where it would fall, he saw, onto a disorderly jumble of spatulas and
stirring spoons and ladles and -- what was that thing that looked like a
pig's tail?
An "oof!" reminded him that Aunt Frankie must be somewhere in this mess. But
where? He couldn't see her. Just then, a white cloud billowed up from the
other side of the island. He looked over and saw Aunt Frankie kneeling down
to pick up a sack of flour as the fine white powder that had been ejected
when she dropped it settled back delicately all over her and the floor.
Trevor couldn't help it. He laughed. That made Aunt Frankie turn around,
startled. Unfortunately, as she did she forgot about the three eggs she'd
been juggling in one hand. She remembered them just about the time they made
contact with the open cupboard door, shattered, and oozed down the side and
onto the floor.
"Aunt Frankie," Trevor said, suppressing a laugh, "You've got the flour,
eggs and milk OK, but wouldn't it be easier to mix them in a bowl than just
dumping them on the floor? And I thought you were making omelets, not
She frowned, but when she looked around, she laughed too. So hard, in fact,
that she leaned against the open cupboard for support and started to sit
"Aunt Frankie!" Trevor's yell stopped her just in time. She staggered to her
feet and stared at the mess of eggs and flour, just a few feet from the milk
that by now was dripping to the floor. Without looking up, without looking at
him, she spoke very slowly. "How much do you want?"
"How much do I have to pay you to promise never -- and I mean never -- to
tell your mother or your aunts what happened?"
Trevor smiled. "Forget it. Accidents happen. Look, I'll help you clean up.
Then we can order out for pizza."
He grabbed a roll of paper towels, ripped off a couple and tossed the rest to
her. He tackled the milk and utensils while Aunt Frankie mopped up the eggs
and flour.
While he was cleaning, Trevor looked over and saw his aunt squatting down,
scooping a gooey mess of eggs off the floor. Her hair had a frosting of white
and her skirt was a little dusty with flour, too, but he didn't notice that.
Instead, he saw that as she stooped down, her skirt rode up her legs even
more. They were incredible legs, fantastic legs, a model's legs. And he
wasn't quite sure, but it looked as if she wasn't wearing pantyhose, but
rather stockings. At least there was a narrow, opaque strip about as far up
her leg as he could see, and when she twisted a certain way he was almost
certain he saw a flash of bare thigh.
But when Aunt Frankie looked up and saw him staring, Trevor just pointed to
her hair. When she touched it and a shower of flour fell down, her face
showed a mix of embarrassment, despair and hilarity. He told his aunt she
could wash herself off and he'd finish cleaning.
Everything was put away and all the cupboard doors were closed when she came
back in, fresh as a daisy -- except for a few small smudges of flour still
lingering on the back of her skirt. Trevor was reaching for the phone book
when Aunt Frankie took it from his hands.
"We usually call Tony's," he said, grabbing the phone. "The page is turned
back, see?"
But Aunt Frankie didn't open the book; she put it back on the shelf. "No
pizza for us, Trevor. I promised omelets, and I'm going to make omelets."
"But you..."
"I was just a little overly ambitious, that's all. I'll skip the biscuits I
was going to make. Just omelets, plain and simple. I'll need, hmm, six eggs.
And some salt and pepper and onions and green pepper and -- do you have any
ham?" Trevor shuffled around the kitchen, pulling out her requests, still
trying to talk her out of it.
"Really, Aunt Frankie," he said as he handed her the peppermill, "pizza would
be fine. I love pizza. Heck, I'll even go halfsies with you. Mushroom and
sausage OK?"
She ignored him and continued to order up supplies, which she piled up around
a big pottery bowl she'd spied on a top shelf. Trevor didn't recall his
mother ever using that bowl before, and he suspected there was a reason for
that, but Aunt Frankie brushed his concerns aside. "This is no heirloom," she
said, tapping a heavy silver tablespoon against the side of the bowl. "It's
been in our family for ages, and every Reed woman used it for cooking just
like I am. And if it survived them, it can survive me. Oops."
Trevor spun around quickly.
"Just kidding," Aunt Frankie giggled. "Now you go set the table, and I'll be
done in a few minutes."
As he headed toward the dining room with the plates and silverware, Aunt
Frankie was cracking eggs. While he spread the stuff on the table, he heard
her stirring madly. He cringed every time the spoon cracked against the bowl.
He was pouring water into the glasses at their places when she called out.
"Trev, honey, where does your mother keep her omelet pan?"
"I don't think she has an omelet pan," he said, moving toward the kitchen.
"I think she just ..."
What had she done now, killed herself? Aunt Frankie's legs were stretched out
across the kitchen floor. As he followed their lovely curves, he saw her
skirt and the bottom of her blouse, but the rest of her had disappeared into
an open cupboard. From somewhere deep inside, her voice came, muffled and
echoing slightly. "What did you say, Trev? It must be in here somewhere.
Wait, is that it? I can almost -- almost -- nope, that wasn't it. Maybe over
here..." She wiggled forward a bit more.
As she did, her skirt rode up her legs. Now Trevor could see for sure. Aunt
Frankie must be wearing a garter belt; he could see the tops of her sheer
black stockings and the clips and elastic that held them in place, vanishing
up under her skirt. Another wiggle and he could see another flash of black --
her panties, he realized.
As if the beautiful vision before him wasn't enough, memories of the other
Reed women came flooding back into his mind. In an instant his cock was hard
as stone. Without planning to, he knelt down beside her and stretched a hand
along her silky legs -- not touching them, just a fraction of an inch above,
sculpting the sexy curves.
"Trev? Trev, honey, I -- I think I'm stuck." Even muffled, he could hear the
anguish in his aunt's voice. "Look, sweetie, could you help?"
He was lying on top of her before he even realized what he was doing. As he
stretched a hand into the recesses of the cupboard, trying to figure out what
Aunt Frankie had gotten caught on, his cock rode up onto her leg, though.
That quickly made him aware of what was happening.
Part of him said to back off a little, but another part -- a much louder
part, thanks to what had happened last weekend -- urged him to take her
then and there, to rip off her clothes and fuck her from behind. As if to
underscore that argument, his cock throbbed against his aunt's leg.
But Trevor withdrew from the cupboard and knelt back, breathing hard. He'd
done a lot in a few days, but some still, small voice within him warned that
this would be going too far. This would be rape. He might be horny, but he
wasn't a rapist.
Then Aunt Frankie wiggled again. "Trevor? Trevor, what's going on? I'm still
stuck, can't you do something?"
By now her skirt was completely up around her waist. Her rounded ass was
bouncing in the air, two perfect orbs barely half-covered by her shiny
panties with their lace trim. They were tiny enough to begin with --
French-cut, Trevor thought to himself, remembering the Victoria's Secret
catalog -- and the constant wiggling was driving them further into the crack
of Aunt Frankie's ass, exposing more and more of the lovely flesh.
She called to him again. Trevor felt like he was being pulled in two
directions at once. He couldn't -- but he had too. He shouldn't -- but he
wanted to so much.
Then he thought of something. It wouldn't be right to rape Aunt Frankie. It
would be wrong, very, very wrong. But rape was when you fucked a woman,
wasn't it? It wasn't rape if you didn't fuck her.
The idea may not have been so bright, but in his condition Trevor just needed
something to salve his conscience while appeasing his raging lust. This might
just work.
With no hesitation, Trevor reached down and placed his hands on his aunt's
ankles. He closed his hands around them. They fit perfectly, he thought.
"You're not going to pull me out," Aunt Frankie protested. "I'm really
"I won't pull, Aunt Frankie," he murmured, probably too softly for her to
He didn't. Instead, he caressed her legs, sliding his hands up and down the
supple, silken curves. At first, Aunt Frankie didn't move -- she must be
trying to figure out what I'm doing, Trevor thought. But when he continued
to caress, and then moved his hands up past the tops of the stocks and onto
the firm flesh of her buttocks, Aunt Frankie let out a shriek that rattled
several pots and pans. She began to wriggle furiously, swinging her legs
from side to side. Trevor had to force himself between them to keep from
being clipped by her dangerously spiked heels.
She continued to shout, demanding that he stop that instant, but Trevor
ignored her. Tenderly, he rubbed her ass, then slid his fingers up. To his
delight, he found that her panties were on top of the garters. It would have
been a shame, he thought, to have to take the stockings off, too. They were
really sexy.
With trembling hands he peeled Aunt Frankie's panties off. He had to grab
one leg, then the other under an arm to keep them still while her stripped
the panties completely off and flung them aside.
He paused, then, to take a moment to admire his aunt from behind. Even her
butt was beautiful, and it was hard to resist pulling down his jeans and
jamming his cock in the crack between her butt cheeks. But after a few more
moments of appreciation Trevor bent down. Lowering his head, he kissed Aunt
Frankie's ass, then licked the globes from side to side.
By then Aunt Frankie was beating her hands against the sides of the cupboard,
sending up a clatter and rattle among its contents that would have driven
Trevor crazy if he weren't already crazy with lust. She tried to push herself
out again, but even if she could have gotten free from whatever it was that
had trapped her, her nephew now had her locked in place, his body jammed so
tightly against hers that she couldn't get out.
Meanwhile Trevor had continued licking and suckling her ass, her thighs, the
fine fringe of hair on the bottom of her pussy. He was ready for more.
Flipping over onto his back and quickly sliding back underneath her, grabbing
her around her thighs to make sure she couldn't get out, Trevor positioned
himself. Aunt Frankie's perfect pussy was directly above his mouth.
The fine patch of fur, the folds of flesh, the hint of dark, wet recesses
waiting -- he was ready. Remembering what he had learned from Aunt Alex, he
began with more light kisses. It was a little difficult; Aunt Frankie was
moving around so much that several of his light butterfly kisses turned into
hard smacks. But he tightened his grip on her thighs and went on to longer
kisses right on her slit.
When he slid his tongue inside her for the first time, Aunt Frankie let out
a long, loud wail. It didn't stop him. Little by little, he pushed his tongue
into her, deeper and deeper, until it was buried as far as he could reach.
Then he began to explore her cunt, letting his tongue slide in and out,
flicking at the outer lips one moment, sticking it far inside the next.
When he got to her clit, there was a loud bump and he heard Aunt Frankie's
yelp of pain as she smacked her head into the top of the cupboard. He was a
little sorry that he had to keep her captive in such an awkward position, but
far from sorry enough to let her go. He was having too much fun.
After awhile, it seemed as if Aunt Frankie was having a good time, too. At
least Trevor noticed that her pussy juices were starting to flow, while Aunt
Frankie had stopped struggling.
Cautiously, he slipped one hand from around her thigh and brought it down to
his face. He was ready at any second to grab her again if she tried to get
loose, but his aunt didn't make any move to escape.
Encouraged, Trevor supplemented his probing tongue with first one finger,
then two, dipping them into his aunt's already well-lubricated pussy. As he
plunged them in and out, she seemed to begin moving with him, not against
him. He loosened the grip of his other hand and let it roam down Aunt
Frankie's silken legs and up to her smooth, round ass. With some freedom to
move now, he twisted his head slightly so the top of it didn't keep smacking
into the edge of the cupboard's bottom shelf.
And through it all he kept up his tongue-lashing of his aunt's wonderful
gash, nibbling gently now and then on the clit, pushing his fingers in and
out as he hand-humped her. Her juices were flowing freely, running down his
hand and dripping onto his face and neck. Once he'd been disgusted by the
thought of eating out a woman, but after trying it out he became positively
enthusiastic, gobbling up Aunt Frankie's hole like it was a bowl of ice
After going quiet for some time, Aunt Frankie began to make noise again. But
this time it wasn't a scream of pain or a shout of protest. She was moaning
in ecstasy, or so it seemed to Trevor. At least it sounded a lot like Aunt
Teddy and Aunt Alex.
The moans grew louder until suddenly Aunt Frankie's body began to tremble
all over, very quickly, a jerky motion that convulsed her for almost a minute
just as her moans reached their peak.
It was different from the other women he had been with, but Trevor figured
that must have been one of Aunt Frankie's orgasms. It seemed to confirm his
guess when, after a little more probing from his tongue, the tremors started
again -- and then reoccurred twice more in quick succession, before he felt
her body sag down onto him.
* * *
Trevor slid out from underneath her and rolled aside. After a little while,
Aunt Frankie began to stir. There was a small rattle of pots and pan, and
then she slid out from the cupboard; whatever had been snagging her must
have worked loose, Trevor figured.
It occurred to him, vaguely, that there was still a chance she would not
appreciate being held captive and eaten out without permission. The feeling
was vague not so much because he considered himself too good to resist but
because lust and the joy of eating her cunt had addled his brain; he couldn't
form any thought very solidly.
Still, he had enough presence of mind to move back a bit and half-sit,
half-cower against the refrigerator, waiting to see what happened when his
aunt got out.
She emerged, with a couple of pan lids preceding her, looking rather
frazzled. Her face was flushed, her hair was wildly askew, her blouse had
been pulled off one shoulder. But she had a crooked smile on her face, and
the smile grew wider when she looked at Trevor.
At first, she said nothing. Under her steady gaze, Trevor came back to his
senses. Embarrassed, he realized that he must look pretty odd himself, his
face a sticky mess of drying pussy juice and pubic hairs, his hair rubbed
into cowlicks. He smiled back at her.
Aunt Frankie broke the awkward silence.
"We've got to -- you can't -- I give up. Trevor, I can't talk to you unless
you wash your face. It just ..."
He scrambled to his feet and washed off in the sink. By the time he was
finished and turned around, Aunt Frankie was sitting cross-legged on the
floor. Her blouse was buttoned to the neck. It looked a little silly,
because the bottom of the blouse hung down over what Trevor knew was her
naked cunt. Still, she had a serious expression on her face, and Trevor
tried to control his own emotions as he leaned back.
"That's better," his aunt said, brushing a few last strands of hair back from
her face. "Now, Trevor, I -- you know what you did was wrong, don't you? You
can't ever do that again."
"I'm sorry, Aunt Frankie." He bowed his head in shame. "I'll never do that
to you again."
"Not to anyone, Trev! Come on, you know it's not right!"
"But, wasn't I any good?"
She looked away. "You were great. I mean -- that's not what I mean. I mean
you can't force yourself on a woman. It's just wrong."
"But I didn't rape..."
Her head whipped back to face him. "Just because you didn't fuck me? There
are all sorts of rape, Trev. Bottom line is that no means no. Force is never
"Not even when you do it out of love?"
The question was innocent and simple, but the looks that quickly passed over
her face were anything but. "Oh, Trev..."
"Look, I understand about not forcing, and I'm sorry, I really am. But I'm
not sorry that I did it with you, and you'll never get me to feel that way.
I mean, God, Aunt Frankie, I've wanted you since -- well, ever since I can
His aunt's cheeks were flushed. "That's so sweet, Trev. But the love between
an aunt and a nephew -- well, it's different."
"It doesn't have to be -- does it?"
She drew a sharp breath. "It..." Her eyes went to the floor, then left and
right. She shook her head briskly and spoke, in a bright voice. "Say, where
did you learn to do that, anyway?"
Trevor could recognize someone changing the subject, at least when they did
it as awkwardly as Aunt Frankie just did. But he wasn't inclined to argue.
Unfortunately, he wasn't inclined to think before speaking, either.
"From Aunt Alex."
The second he said it, he realized what he'd done. Aunt Frankie's jaw dropped
and her hands, up to now clasped in her lap, slapped against the floor.
"Alex? You've gone down on Alex?"
"Well -- yeah."
"And just when was this?"
"Last weekend."
"Did you hold her down, too?"
"So she asked for it?"
"And why -- wait, maybe I don't want to know that. I can't believe it. Alex?
Alex! I would have believed Teddy, maybe..."
"Oh, I -- uh..." He didn't stop soon enough.
"Teddy too?" Aunt Frankie's eyes were wide, her eyebrows as high as they
could go. "You went down on Teddy?"
"No, not that..."
"Jesus, Trevor, you -- you fucked her?"
"Well, yeah. I..."
"God, you've done all three of your aunts. Who's next, your grandmother? Or
your cousins?"
"Oh, they..."
Aunt Frankie's mouth opened, but before she could respond, the phone rang.
The shrill tremolo shocked them both, but she was the first to come back to
normal, and she scrambled to her feet and grabbed the wall phone. Trevor,
meanwhile, eased into one of the kitchen chairs.
It was his parents, as he gathered by Aunt Frankie's answers. "No, Trevor
and I are doing fine," she said, looking back at him sharply. "He's -- uh,
he was showing me something he'd learned. Yeah, right, in school. Oh,
biology, I think.
"Look, so -- oh, how much longer? Yeah, you're right, Evan deserves a treat.
Look, you take him out to dinner, maybe a movie. I'll hold down the fort
here until you get back.
"What? Oh, yeah, Trevor's eaten.
"Well, see you. Bye."
She hung up the phone, but stayed facing the wall for a minute or so. That
allowed Trevor to drink in the sight of her long, luscious legs again, and
his cock -- which never had gone down much -- stiffened back to its full
length. He squirmed in his chair, trying to relieve the pressure on it from
his jeans. He did, but that only meant producing a huge bulge that he was
afraid his aunt couldn't miss.
His fears came true, for when Aunt Frankie turned to him, her eyes went
immediately to his crotch.
But then, to his amazement, she didn't yell at him. She licked her lips,
putting an extra gloss on her bright red lipstick.
"I make you hot, don't I, Trevor?" She took a step toward him.
"Yeah -- uh, yes," he stammered.
"Hotter than Teddy? Than Alex? Than Cat and Reed?"
He smiled. "Yeah. Hotter than all of them."
"Mmmm. I like that. You know, I still have to pay you. For not squealing to
your mom about what I did to her kitchen, I mean. And if you won't take
Aunt Frankie undid her blouse's buttons one by one, each time pulling the
sides apart a little further, revealing the twin mounds of her breasts
squeezed into a black, lacy bra. As she let finished and let the blouse slip
to the floor, Trevor let out a long, deep sigh. Of all the women he'd ever
seen, Aunt Frankie was the most beautiful. Everything about her was smooth,
inviting curves. And when she unhooked her bra and let it fall to the floor,
she unleashed the biggest, roundest tits. The sight made him shiver.
"You're a little overdressed, Trev," she said with a giggle. Without taking
his eyes off his aunt's incredible naked body, Trevor kicked off his shoes
and unbuckled his belt. She tugged off his jeans as he hastily pulled off
his shirt, and soon they were both naked, Trevor's hard cock pointing
eagerly at his aunt's massive mammaries.
Aunt Frankie sat on his lap, facing him, his dick poking into her firm
stomach. They kissed, hotly, tongues twisting together. Trevor thrilled at
the feel of her firm tits squashing against his chest. He kissed her cheek,
her neck, and then Aunt Frankie slipped her heels around the rungs of the
chair legs and pushed up, lifting her breasts to his eager mouth. He suckled
the glorious globes, paying special attention to the pert nipples surrounded
by small, dark halos.
Aunt Frankie had begun to writhe above him, and the friction of his cockhead
rubbing against the fur of her pubic mound made a few drops of pre-cum ooze
out of his prick's one-eyed tip.
He was hard and ready, then, when his aunt rose a bit higher until her hot,
wet pussy lips were just above his bobbing dick. With one hand she held onto
his neck for support; the other stroked down her body, caressing her breasts
and flanks before grasping the hard rod and holding it firmly as, in one
firm, fluid motion, she impaled herself full length on his manhood.
As his aunt's pussy lips plunged down his cock, Trevor marveled at yet
another experience of a Reed woman. Aunt Frankie's cunt felt like a satin
glove, giving him the sensation of filling her from wall to wall, top to
bottom. When she bottomed out, her pubic mound bumping against his groin,
Trevor felt as if the tip of his cock was at the very limit of her tunnel,
stretching it to the limit. Each time she rose and let her pussy lips drag
along the length of his shaft, she forced another groan from him as the
utter ecstasy was almost too much to bear. She kept such a tight grip on
his cock all the while that he feared she would tear it out by the roots
on one of her upward drives.
And when she plunged down onto it, driving it deep into her body, Trevor
shuddered at the sheer force of her motion, and his hips desperately bucked
upward, trying to smash his cock further, ever further into Aunt Frankie's
hungry cunt.
"God, Aunt Frankie," he managed to gasp, "you're incredible! I've never felt
anything like this! I -- oh, no! I'm ... Aaaaaaaaaagggghhhhh!!"
With a surge that left every other muscle in his body limp, Trevor's cock
rocketed its payload into his aunt's pussy, throb after throb of cum pulsing
into her. She kept up her driving plunges until she had milked every last
drop of jism from him and he was sagging back against the chair, exhausted.
He tried to apologize for cumming so quickly, but Aunt Frankie shushed him
with a deep soul kiss, keeping his shrinking cock trapped within her sodden
cunt. Producing exquisite agony for him, his aunt wriggled on his rod,
producing just enough friction on his super-sensitive cockhead to force
half-strangled moans from his chest.
Though he was sure his blasting orgasm had left him spent, Aunt Frankie's
continued massage soon had him half-hard again and eager for more. He was
disappointed when she slipped off his member and stepped back, but his
disappointment turned to joy when he saw her kneel before him and purse her
bright red lips.
Her lipstick left a faint red smear as she sucked the tip of his cock into
her mouth, her cheeks hollowing as she vacuumed it clean and took more and
more of his shaft until again he felt himself testing her limits, this time
with his prick prodding the back of his aunt's throat.
Trevor didn't have much time to compare her technique to Aunt Teddy's, for
no sooner had her sucking gotten him fully hard again than Aunt Frankie let
his cock pop out of her mouth.
Leading him with one hand wrapped firmly around his rigid prick, Aunt Frankie
brought them to the kitchen island and leaned back against it, spreading her
legs wide. He entered her slowly, savoring every second as his cock again
slipped inside her well-lubricated slit and explored every inch of her hot
tunnel. Again they moved in rhythm, in and out, stroke for stroke. As the
tempo increased Aunt Frankie lifted her legs and wrapped them around him, her
silk stockings sliding easily against his skin, her high heels leaving red
streaks as they scratched against his ass. He never felt the pain, all his
nerves concentrating on the sensation of his dick rising and falling in his
aunt's pussy.
Once again he brought her to orgasm, her moans rising until again she broke
into a paroxysm of tremors that lasted at least a full minute and returned
twice more.
He was still hard, though, and kept up his assault on her cunt. But their
bodies had become so slippery with sweat that they began to slide around on
the island wall, and he could not keep his footing. One exuberant thrust of
his shaft almost sent them both tumbling to the floor, before Aunt Frankie,
laughing, pushed him away.
He didn't have time to worry that it was over, for she quickly scrambled onto
the top of the island, sending a stack of papers and a wicker bowl of fruit
cascading to the floor. As Trevor climbed up after her, Aunt Frankie got on
her hands and knees. He assumed his spot behind her and placed his cock at
the entrance to her cunt, but she wiggled away from him.
"I want you in my ass, Trevor. Fuck me in the ass!"
"I've never..."
"Don't argue, just fuck me! I want it now!" She reached behind and smeared
some of her abundant pussy juices around her puckered brown asshole,
lubricating it enough for her to slide one finger inside. Trevor watched as
she finger-fucked her own butt, groaning with pleasure. Before long he got
the idea and replaced her finger with his own, sliding it into the tight
opening and keeping up the steady rhythm while with his other hand he stroked
his cock, greasing it up with cum and sweat.
At last he was ready and carefully placed his prick against the small hole
hidden in the cleft of his aunt's perfect ass. The cockhead looked so massive
compared to the tiny opening, but Aunt Frankie urged him on. With gentle
pressure, one hand holding his shaft steady, Trevor pushed his rod into her.
Slowly, very slowly, the dark brown ring gave way, so slowly that he didn't
realize how far he had gotten until the ring slid over the edge of his dick's
helmet and settled around the shaft.
Aunt Frankie was fingering her cunt frantically, but she urged him to take
it slow and easy. Trevor carefully pushed deeper into her, but after only an
inch or two he stopped.
"It won't go in anymore, Aunt Frankie," he said, bending over her. "I'm
afraid I'll hurt you!"
"You can't hurt me, Trevor. You can't hurt me. And I want it all. I want all
of that delicious cock of yours in my dirty little asshole. Like this!"
With a grunt, she backed into him, driving his cock full-length into her ass.
The sight of her butthole clutching the base of his cock drove Trevor wild,
and he slammed his shaft in and out of her.
The combination of her own finger-fucking and Trevor's rod pumping her ass
soon drove Aunt Frankie into yet another orgasm, this one longer and wilder
than the others He had to grab her around the waist to keep from being
shaken off as she trembled and shook, finally collapsing onto her stomach.
Trevor slid his cock out of his aunt's ass and rubbed it back and forth in
the valley between the globes of her ass until her breathing returned to
Then she flipped onto her back and spread her legs wide, her high heels
poking toward the ceiling. Trevor dove on top of her and smashed his cock
into her sodden pussy for another long session of rutting. More than once
he felt on the verge of another orgasm, but a slowdown in tempo would allow
the feeling to go away. He didn't want to come, only because he never wanted
to stop fucking his aunt. Her body stretched out nude underneath him was
so utterly fantastic that he felt no pain from the many scratches he had
accumulated in their mad lovemaking, no ache from his knees as they rested
on the hard surface of the island, no weakness in his arms, locked stiffly
into place on either side of her perfect breasts, holding him up as he drove
his cock into her eager cunt again and again and again and again.
"Do it, Trevor," she urged him, sweat flying off her face as she twisted
underneath and met each downward thrust of his hips with a bucking of her
own. "Fuck me forever, baby. Fuck me so hard I can't walk. I want you to
ram that hard cock of yours into your Aunt Frankie's pussy. Deeper, Trevor,
deeper! Stick it all in me, that's the way! Fuck that hot little pussy of
mine. FUCK IT! FUCK IT!"
When at last his arms gave out and he had to fall onto her chest, his cock
was still hard and long. Aunt Frankie held him there, sliding her hands
across his back, pressing hot kisses on his lips, until he had regained
enough strength to roll over.
Then she helped him to the floor and laid him out on his back, his dick
still standing up straight as a flagpole. Cooing to him, Aunt Frankie
lowered herself onto his shaft, very slowly this time. Up and down she
rode him, so slowly he could feel her pussy lips dragging along his rod,
slipping inward a little as she let herself down.
Her breasts hung down above him, and he reached for them, massaging her
tits, rubbing the still-erect nipples between his fingers.
Her slow-motion humping finally sent him over the edge. "God, Aunt Frankie,
this is it. I'm gonna -- I'm gonna -- I'm gonna CUM!" The first shot of his
warm jism into her tunnel sent Aunt Frankie into a wild orgasm of her own.
"Fuck me, Trevor, fill me with your cum," she shrieked as the spasms
overtook her. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuckmefuckmefuckmefuckmeohgod FUCK ME!"
It was a dual orgasm that lasted forever, both of them desperate to wring
every last second from this pairing. Trevor pushed himself to the limit,
ignoring his exhaustion to hump up at his aunt's wonderful cunt, sending
surge after surge of cum into her. Aunt Frankie, in between spasms, twisted
her pussy down onto his shaft, madly groping her own tits, finding every
last ounce of passion and expending it all in one massive outpouring of
sexual frenzy. A deep flush spread over her chest and she almost stopped
breathing as she squatted obscenely on her nephew's fading cock, desperate
not to miss a moment of the feel of his rod within her.
At long last his cock shriveled away and popped out of her utterly soaked
cunt, and Aunt Frankie got off of her nephew and lay down beside him on
the cool kitchen floor, one hand weakly caressing his heaving chest.
When the fog of passion lifted, many minutes later, they both realized at
once how long they must have been tangled together. In a burst of action
that belied the deep weariness they both felt, Trevor and his aunt leaped
to their feet and scrambled into their clothes. Half-dressed, they swept
around the kitchen, picking up papers and bruised fruit, mopping up their
secretions from the floor with a wetted-down wad of paper towels.
A few spritzes from a lemon-scented cleaner helped to mask some of the odors
from their bout of lovemaking, but Trevor fretted still. There was no Aunt
Teddy to cover up for him this time. Aunt Frankie must have noticed the
lingering evidence of their lust as well, for she suggested they whip up a
quick dinner, even if they barely had time to scarf it down before his
parents would come home, so that at least the cooking smells would provide
But one look at the curdling mess in the bowl that once had been
omelets-to-be convinced them they would have to look elsewhere. While Trevor
dumped the yellow mixture, Aunt Frankie pawed through the fridge and freezer,
finally emerging with a plastic bag slightly frosted over. Even wiping off
the bag left the contents a mystery, for a thick layer of icy crystals had
formed inside. But time was running out and they couldn't afford to be picky.
Trevor tossed the frozen package into the microwave and set it on high. While
the fan whirred, he and his aunt put the rest of their clothes on, sharing
a few last, lingering kisses. The insistent beep of the microwave interrupted
their last embrace.
As they pulled apart, they simultaneously recognized the scent now filling
the kitchen.
"Pizza!" Aunt Frankie said, giggling.
"Isn't that what I said in the first place?" Trevor answered, before bursting
into laughter himself.
They had just flushed the last of the pizza down the toilet, still laughing,
when Trevor's parents and Evan came through the front door. Aunt Frankie told
them it was a private joke as she shucked on her jacket and wished them good
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Today is International Youth Day, with this year's focus on mental health. The causes for mental health issues are varied and complex. One factor that can play an important role in someone's well-being is whether or not that person is employed. This is particularly relevant for today's young people, with global youth unemployment figures still skyrocketing despite a general tendency towards economic recovery in most countries.
Unemployment does not only impact on someone's ability to earn a living, it is a reflection of the opportunities (or lack of) that are available. The younger generation is currently faced with a situation where there is not only a lack of jobs, many jobs are simply inaccessible, especially those who live in developing countries and who may not have access to adequate education and training. This situation dramatically changes a young person's ability to plan their future and their general outlook on life.
Young people are feeling stuck, and many of them believe that unless they are given an opportunity through external help, they are unlikely to find the means to escape the poverty trap.
This is where business needs to step in. Investing in young people by creating jobs and by building gateways into the labour market is a significant opportunity for business to invest in itself.
The Youth Career Initiative (YCI), a work and life skills programme for disadvantaged young people, does just that. YCI works in partnership with the international hotel industry to offer a training programme that combines practical and classroom-based teaching. YCI prepares young people for the labour market by equipping them with relevant skills, but beyond this, the experience is life-changing for the young participants because it changes their perspective and their aspirations. YCI is a successful model because it is holistic.
Transforming attitudes
YCI works with young people who are unable to find legitimate employment and who have no means to continue their education.
Santosh Bhuvad, now responsible for the Asia-Pacific region within the YCI team, and formerly the main coordinator for the programme at the Kherwadi Social Welfare Association in Mumbai, says: 'Before they begin the programme, participants typically are quiet, less confident and don't really come forward.' Keila Souza, a YCI graduate herself (read her story here), and now coordinating the initiative at the Grand Hyatt Sao Paulo, adds: 'The young people start the programme without any goals for themselves, even without dreams, and many problems in managing interpersonal relationships.'
Gabriela Gallardo Dramis, who works for YCI's local coordinating partner in Mexico City, Fundacion Infantia, says: 'When they first come to us, those young people need a space where they are given opportunities to find work and to escape a situation that weighs them down. They are hoping for new doors to open and for a type of support that helps them change the course of their lives.'
However, after these young people finish the programme, their entire attitude and behaviour will have changed. Gabriela continues: 'The changes are surprising […] they fully acknowledge themselves as active participants in the labour market and they feel empowered to take on the responsibility to create a change. They recognise their achievements and their strengths and they acquire the ability to focus on their goals and to plan their future.'
Samron Adane, formerly Training Manager at the Radisson Blu in Addis Ababa and now in charge of the Middle-East and Africa region for YCI, says: 'They will change during the course of the training in a way that one can easily identify. You see their confidence grow, they are more assertive in their communication and in their overall body language. They start to mingle with the employees who make them feel like they are part of a team.'
What do the hotels gain by investing in young people?
Young people bring a lot of new energy to the workplace and their enthusiasm is contagious. Keila says: 'They bring so much joy to the business and they are very willing to meet guests. They share their experiences and impressions with the employees, who find their presence really motivating. The efforts and willpower of these students inspires colleagues to motivate staff and to contribute to the growth of others.' Samron adds:
They are very energetic and enthusiastic to learn new things. This motivates existing employees to get to know them and to help them. They also bring a chance for someone to teach them, and to engage in a mentor-mentee relationship.
Moreover, young people have huge potential for professional and personal development. Many YCI graduates who are offered a job at one of the participating hotels after graduating, stay for an extended period of time and they usually progress within their career. Keila won the Employee of the Year award at the Grand Hyatt in 2012. So did Feda'a Tarsha at the Four Seasons in Amman, also a former graduate.
Working with young people therefore gives hotels participating in YCI a unique opportunity to tap into a huge amount of talent combined with passion and enthusiasm. They gain access to a more diverse pool of talent by accessing parts of the local community they would rarely come in contact with otherwise. They give those young people the opportunity to realise their potential. Hospitality is uniquely placed for this type of programme due to the sheer range of activities on offer at a hotel and the incredible prospect for career progression within this industry. Keila alone was promoted four times since her graduation.
To find out more about YCI go to www.youthcareerinitiative.org or follow their news @YCI_global. If you've been part of YCI in any capacity we'd love to hear from you via our Facebook page or Twitter. We will be running a Twitter Q&A on this topic on 27th August 13:30 GMT #GHdebates.
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An introduction to the discipline of computer science. Computer programming is the primary focus of the course, with secondary focus on a breadth of computer science topics. These topics include algorithmic foundations, hardware concepts, virtual machine concepts, software systems, applications, and social issues.
Course Prerequisite/Corequisite Requirements
Prerequisite: Major in Computer Science, Mathematics, Physics, or Engineering.
Corequisite: MATH 1112, MATH 1113, or MATH 2211
Required Materials
CSC 1301 Principles of Computer Science I; Second Custom Edition for Georgia State University. Pearson Learning Solutions. ISBN-13: 978-1-323-42479-7, ISBN-10 1-323-42479-2.
You will need a USB flash drive (minimum size 4GB, 8GB or more preferred) on which to save your work. Be sure you bring this to each class meeting, as we do work on the computer during many class sessions.
Summary of Grading
|Final exam
Course-Specific Information for Assignments
- All assignments must be submitted through the iCollege Dropbox tool. You have one week to complete an assignment. Each chapter has its own folder for submissions, with no limit as to the number of files a student can submit in the folder. The Dropbox folder for the chapter opens the day we start on that chapter, and closes one week after we finish that chapter. Therefore, do NOT go by the Dropbox dates to determine when assignments are due. Assignments must be submitted to the correct folder for that chapter; those submitted to another folder will not be graded.
- Assignments will not be accepted after the Dropbox for that chapter closes.
- For programming assignments, you should submit each individual program as a separate, compiling source code file(s), along with a Word document containing screenshots of test runs of your program. I will be compiling and running your programs to grade them (with my own test data, which I will NOT make available to you!); thus you need to make sure your programs have been adequately tested beforehand. You are responsible for making sure your programs have been adequately tested before submission.
- Any program which does not compile as submitted will receive an automatic zero.
- Any program submitted without proof of testing (the screenshots) will immediately lose 25% of the possible points for that program.
- Homework problems are assigned from the end-of-chapter exercises for certain chapters. Problems thus assigned are worth 10 points each.
- Through the course of the semester you will be developing a project via a series of in-class exercises. This project will require multiple submissions to a special Project folder in the iCollege dropbox; however, a single overall grade for the project, based on successful completion of all components, will be assigned at the end of the semester. The project submissions follow the same rules for programming assignments with regards to compilation and testing.
Important Dates
Fall Semester, 2016
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|1:00 p.m. – 2:45 p.m.
Important Dates
|August 22
|Classes begin
|August 22 – September 1
|Roll Verification Attendance Period
Note that you MUST attend class at least once during this period to avoid being removed from the class as never attended.
|September 5
|Labor Day Holiday, college closed
|October 11
|Midpoint for fall semester full-term classes
Last day to withdraw with a grade of 'W'
|November 21-25
|Thanksgiving Week Holiday
No classes held
|December 5
|Last day of classes
|December 6
|Section 093 Final exam 1:00 p.m. – 2:30 p.m.
|December 7
|Section 096 Final exam 2:30 p.m. – 5:00 p.m.