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gibbon-arsed ramblings of a hopeless underachiever
Thursday, May 29, 2003
so, what's happened since I posted last? Well:
interview with housing co-op, didn't go so well Big Brother started ohmygod get rid of Sissy the girl's voice kills me, had to get extension on dissertation deadline erk UK lost the Eurovision, bloody right an' all they couldn't carry a tune in a bucket, Blair goes to Iraq to do yet more PR for the US, what the hell does Bush have over him and are we actually going to try and find Saddam now or just run away and leave them to rot like we did in Afghanistan?
sorry. goodnight. More when I'm a little further away from a nervous breakdown
posted by bandhag | 5/29/2003 11:16:00 PM
Tuesday, May 20, 2003
oh - that's "The Periodic Table" as in the novel by Primo Levi. Not the periodic table, a big chart about chemicals. Even I'm not that sad. Honest.
posted by bandhag | 5/20/2003 09:04:00 PM
Yeah, ok, I'm skiving. Skiving and copying. So sue me.
last cigarette: last ever? When this dissertation's finished, hopefully. Maybe.
last car ride: I can't actually remember... I guess it would have been a taxi home at some point. Maybe a couple of weeks ago?
last movie seen: At the cinema - Cabaret. I watched Girl, Interrupted on the telly the other day. It were reet good.
last book read: The Periodic Table. A Christmas present from somone special.
last beverage drank: I am drinking delicious diet lemonade as we speak. Smashing. And so much better than buze, oh yes. Pffft.
last food consumed: a handful of Reese's Pieces. Before that - some fruit for breakfast. Balanced meals, that's what we like.
last phone call: to my best friends last night, because the cat brought in a live mouse and immediately chased it behind the desk (rather than playing with it for my "entertainment" in the middle of the room like she normally does). I decided I probably wasn't going to get much work (or sleep) done, so I phoned them and nattered until I could figure out a way to trap the little bugger and release it back into the wild. This took approximately two hours.
last tv show watched: Smallville. Geeeeeek.
last time showered: This morning.
last shoes worn: my red Converse. They need dirtying.
last sleep: Last night. I could do with a week of it.
last im: uh? Does this mean instant message? I don't have that, anyway.
last time amused: When I read this.
last show attended: "proper" gig - the Datsuns. They were good. Their guitarist needs to have sex with me. A lot.
last webpage visited: Kitchentable, from whom I nicked this, which he nicked from Rhoda.
And back to work.
posted by bandhag | 5/20/2003 08:46:00 PM
Saturday, May 17, 2003
Blaaargh! I am going to be out of action for the next fortnight, trying to write 20,000 words of project. Shit. No doubt I may falter and pop in to moan, but I'm going to try not to.
While I'm gone, why not amuse yourself with just how lazy the police force are I can see it now "Stop, thief!" "Don't worry, ma'am - as long as he maintains an average speed and I can get up to that in 0 seconds, I'll have in no time" [shouts from considerable distance behind sprinting rapscallion] "You're NICKED, son. Oi, slow down, I said you're NICKED."
posted by bandhag | 5/17/2003 08:47:00 AM
Saturday, May 10, 2003
I am in a world of work. Plus depression, which is nice.
Had a real blast from the past today - I saw Mr and Mrs Surly. Mr and Mrs Surly is a name I came up with for a couple who were on the same course as me at Uni when I was doing my first degree. I used to see them around all the time - in town as well as in classes and saw them around quite a bit after that as well, but not for a couple of years. They are never seen apart. They are also never seen a) smiling or b) talking. Not to each other, and not to other people. They would sit in seminars of only 6 or 7 people, and stay absolutely silent the entire time. Both their faces seem permanently set on 'scowl'. When I saw them today, I ended up walking behind them for a good 10 minutes or so, and around the same shop (I was going that way anyway, not stalking them, don't worry) for another 20 or so and they did not say a word to each other in all that time. There weren't any "We are having a row" type vibes about them, they just didn't talk. Or smile. Picked things up, looked at them, obviously liked them because they kept hold of them to buy, but no flicker of emotion or communication.
Now I'm one of those people who's forever being asked what's wrong or told to "Cheer up, love, it might never happen" even when I'm perfectly happy - some of us just have faces that, when relaxed, don't look very cheery, perhaps. And I know that when you've been in a relationship with someone for a long time, you're often very comfortable with not talking for long stretches of time. But these guys - they're in another league. I can't help but try to figure them out, every time I see them. I wonder if they're happy together. I wonder what, if anything, makes them happy - what it is they enjoy about their life of silence together; or whether they close the doors and instantly fall about laughing, and chatter like monkeys until the small hours. Perhaps they just hate the outside world so much they're only happy when it's just the two of them and everything else is shut outside.
posted by bandhag | 5/10/2003 07:04:00 PM
Tuesday, May 06, 2003
So, as I explained to a friend of mine last night, at about 4 o'clock this morning it sounded like there were six people having a "build some IKEA furniture with a mallet, while doing a clog dance" party in the upstairs flat. It also sounds like they've knocked down all the internal walls and ripped up every bit of carpet in the entire flat. What do you do about noisy neighbours? More to the point, what do you do about them when you live on your own and are a bit scared of them getting unpleasant with you? Perhaps I'll be really brave and put a note through the door when I leave. That'll show em, eh?..
posted by bandhag | 5/06/2003 07:10:00 AM


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A/N: Spoilers briefly mentioned for manga chs. 546-548.
Translation reminders, jic: "Nii-san" means older brother, and "ototo" means younger brother.
"I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence . . ."
-"Road Not Taken," Robert Frost
Chapter Four — Ages Hence, Age 16
As he left his office for the evening and headed toward the Kazekage mansion's private wing, Gaara reached up and touched his forehead, brushing over the kanji he'd burnt there with his own sand. Now that he'd decided to live for his village, to bond with and love it, his self-imposed tattoo had gone from being caustically ironic to prophetic and literal. He considered that the greatest victory of his life thus far.
And yet he was well aware that love was also the greatest double-edged sword.
Before his fight with Naruto, Gaara had found bonds to be painful; part of his revision of himself had included accepting that one shares pain, joy, sadness, and happiness with another. He'd begun to support and encourage his siblings, and they had supported and encouraged him. Now, though, came the sharing of pain and sadness. Upon returning home from the Fourth Shinobi World War, Gaara had conducted a mass funeral for all the Suna shinobi who'd been killed. He'd thanked Kami that he'd not had to bury any of his friends or family, although he'd learned that he'd come close to losing Kankuro to poison — again. Kankuro himself had not been so lucky, though. His best friend, Shiro, had been killed in action.
Therefore, as Gaara headed back to the private wing he shared with his siblings, he wondered how to comfort his brother. It was a new area for him. He'd watched others, though, and knew it involved things like sitting with them, listening to them, getting tissues for them, and hugging or holding them. He now felt close enough to his siblings to do those kinds of things, and any reluctance he might have harbored he'd erased when he'd finally confronted his father and learned about his mother. Facing that pain head-on had been liberating; he'd not realized how much hurt had remained until he spoke with his father again. With that thorn extracted from his soul, he felt empowered to properly care for his family in any way necessary.
However, checking the kitchen first, Gaara found only Temari at the supper table. His brother was conspicuous by his absence.
"Hey, ototo," she said, gesturing toward a herd of paper boxes. "We have takeout."
"Takeout?" Gaara frowned. That said a lot by itself. In what Gaara had learned was a fit of paranoia, Kankuro had learned to cook when he was fourteen, and he'd been cooking their meals ever since. Given that he was a natural artist, he'd even turned out to be good at it, which was fortunate since both Gaara and Temari had no talent in that area. "Kankuro didn't feel like cooking," he surmised.
Temari frowned at her plate and set down her chopsticks. "He's really hurting; I can tell. He's not saying anything yet, but that's the issue — he's not talking at all. He's not working on his puppets, either. For the most part, he's just been shut up in his room."
That's a bad sign. Gaara sat across the table from her and stared at the boxes of rice, noodles, stirfry, and sweet-and-sour pork. "I didn't really pay attention as a kid. Is this normal behavior for when he's extremely upset?" His brother was a fairly predictable guy. He only had one real hobby, and that was working on puppets, although he also sketched and occasionally painted. However, he had a fairly large crowd of friends he hung out with, and he loved to hang out with his siblings, too. He preferred outdoor activities, though, and had even managed to teach Gaara a few sports. He wasn't the type to stay cooped up for anything other than his beloved puppets.
"Sorta." Temari pushed the box of rice at him. "I haven't seen him this hurt in a long time. I remember when Grandpa died, though." She paused, her brow furrowing. "Our mom's father, that is. They were super close. Grandpa was the one who began teaching him the puppet jutsu; Kankuro inherited Karasu and Kuroari from him."
Listening intently, Gaara spooned out a helping of rice as well as pork. He didn't remember much about their mother's parents. They'd died when he was young, and he guessed they'd wanted nothing to do with him. "So Kankuro was hit hard by his death?"
"Very." Temari picked up her chopsticks again, only to push her food around on her plate, creating small rice dunes. "He was only eight at the time. It was bad. He locked himself into his room and wouldn't come out or eat. Father broke the doorknob on the second day, but even after Kankuro was forced out, he was really withdrawn and sullen for months."
Gaara ate his supper silently, thinking back on the frowning boy he'd first gotten to know as his brother. He hadn't seen much of his siblings prior to Yashamaru's death, and it occurred to him that the Kankuro he'd first known had been grieving. He'd thought his brother had hated him on sight; after all, he always had his arms crossed and a frown fixed to his lips. It struck him now that his perception of his brother might have been off from the beginning.
"I think Grandpa was the only one Kankuro was close to," Temari continued, setting down her chopsticks again without eating anything. "He wasn't close to Father or Uncle Yashamaru, and our paternal grandparents died before we were born. Kankuro was never quite the same after Grandpa passed away, although he worked hard to become a good puppet master like him. Or to surpass him, technically."
In his mind, Gaara suddenly made connections across the generations of their family — Kankuro, like Yashamaru, had inherited from his grandpa the fine chakra control needed for either puppetry or medical jutsu. For a painful moment, he wondered if their father had been disappointed in that outcome or had hoped Kankuro would inherit his magnetism release instead. What had Kankuro suffered as a child that Gaara didn't even know about? "You're afraid it will be similar this time," he noted, pulling his thoughts back on track. "You're afraid he'll withdraw from us."
"Yeah, I am." Temari leaned back in her chair, balancing it on its back legs, and crossed her arms. "Shiro was his best friend, and they've been best friends since the academy. And as best I can tell, he's holding in all his grief."
Gaara stood and cleared their dishes, realizing neither one of them had the heart to finish their supper. "I'll go up and talk to him." Or I'll try at least, he thought, scraping his leftover food into the trash. "Maybe I should take him some food." He glanced at the boxes.
"There's the party tonight." Temari stood to help him. "Maybe we can get him to eat something there."
It was true. Now that the funeral had been conducted, a village-wide party was being thrown in honor of the Allied Forces' victory. "If we can get him to go," Gaara said, wondering if he had his work cut out for him. "Is he cooped up in his room right now?"
Temari shook her head as she began closing boxes and transferring them to the refrigerator. "In an effort to help, Baki ordered him out on some small mission this afternoon. I expect him back any time now." She stopped abruptly at the table, half the herd of boxes still left before her. "I'm really worried," she murmured, staring down at her hands. "About the way he's bottling it up, I mean. Granted, I haven't seen him cry since the day you killed his cat, and that was when he was eleven, almost twelve. But that's the whole damn point: I know he tries too hard to hold it all in, which is probably Father's fault. Father always had a very strict, narrow definition of what it meant to be a shinobi — or a man."
The universe screeched to a halt. Gaara forgot to inhale. "Killed . . . his cat?"
Clearly surprised, Temari raised an eyebrow at him. "Yeah. Don't you remember? He said you two had been arguing, and he knocked your food into the floor. And then you killed his cat, Akako." She shook her head, her gaze piercing the wall with the faraway look that signaled she was mentally in the past. "He loved that cat."
Gaara remembered the cat. He'd been jealous of the attention and love his brother poured on it, holding it and carrying it and talking to it. He'd forgotten that he'd killed it, though. Some of his memories, especially the earlier ones, were washed over in the red haze of Shukaku's bloodlust and his own rage. Now that Temari had focused his attention, though, he vaguely recalled crushing the cat in a fit of pique.
Abruptly sitting down at the table again, Gaara tried to control his reaction — to stay calm — but the wave of horror crashing into his chest made him pale. He clenched his fists, fighting for his composure, but he shook with anguish. The picture that formed in his mind turned his stomach: he now knew that Kankuro had started fights over his food in order to save him from being poisoned, and he even remembered calling his brother fat during those arguments. But the incident with the cat . . . It was likely that Kankuro had saved him only to be punished by losing his beloved pet. Somehow that memory on top of knowing that Kankuro had just lost his best friend was more than Gaara could take. He wanted to cry for his brother.
"Gaara?" Temari sounded worried.
"It's not right," Gaara whispered, sickened. It was a stupid thing to say, he decided, but it was all that would come out. "It's not right." He stood slowly, as though his muscles were stiff, and turned toward the door, determined to fix it if only he could figure out how.
To love someone was to hurt with them. To love someone was to hurt when he hurt them. But Gaara couldn't undo the past, and he wasn't Chiyo that he could transfer his life-force to bring back the dead. All his gestures would only be token ones.
He hoped that would be good enough.
Soaking in the tub, Kankuro attempted to relax. He tried to psych himself up for the party later that evening, tried to tell himself that it was okay because Shiro died honorably — in short, he tried to pretend like everything would be all right.
It was merely a token effort; it was a miserable lie.
He sighed as he stood and grabbed his towel. Already that day he'd fallen into the inevitable traps: quick, simple thoughts like I need to tell Shiro that or Shiro'll think that's hilarious. The concept that they'd never hang out together again, and all the things that realization brought with it, was a pain that Kankuro's mind skittered away from. It seemed like a special kind of hell — one his father's death hadn't inspired in him. His father's death and the grief it caused had been complex, complicated, and unclear. With Shiro, the loss was straightforward and cutting like it had been with his grandpa. The world seemed strangely flat and gray, as though Kankuro were underwater. War's stupid, he thought, stubborn, but he knew perfectly well that fighting Madara and his forces had been their only choice.
Just like going to the post-victory celebration was his only choice. Being the fun-loving guy he was, Shiro would've wanted it that way.
After drying off, Kankuro wrapped the towel around himself and slipped down the hallway to his bedroom. He could feel Gaara's chakra through the door, and he knew his siblings were the only ones he could tolerate talking to about Shiro's death. So he steeled himself and opened the door. To his shock, he found Gaara sitting on his bed — or, more specifically, sitting on his clothes. "Ototo?" The word just slipped out, the clear sign that his relationship with his younger brother had changed. Before Gaara's death, Kankuro rarely referred to him as "ototo" since Gaara had made it clear when he was younger that he didn't consider them to be brothers.
Pausing, Gaara grew quite still, apparently cherishing the bond between them. However, he didn't remark on the word choice, and after a moment, he held up the bundle in his hands. "Wear this instead."
"What's that?" Kankuro couldn't imagine why Gaara would care one way or another.
"Clothes that will fit you properly." Gaara frowned, lowering the bundle to his lap again. "I realized it earlier. Temari made a comment about the past at supper, and I remember I used to call you fat. Then it struck me suddenly that you rarely wear clothes that actually fit." He shrugged one shoulder. "I'm probably over-thinking it; it's probably a coincidence. But . . ." He held out the bundle once more.
At first, Kankuro couldn't reply. He knew that he was thin enough now that he'd have to gain over 25 pounds before being even faintly overweight. However, although he knew factually that he was skinny, he'd never lost the strange need to hide his body. The topic had become a sore point with him after years of classmates — and his ultra-thin brother — bullying him about it. "Ah, c'mon. I'm not that fragile, jan." He smirked at the irony of his own words. He might not be fragile, but he was certainly wounded. "Puppet masters' outfits are supposed to baggy. And black. It's tradition from the art of puppetry itself. Bunraku puppeteers wear black robes and hoods so they blend in with the background when on stage."
"I insist." Gaara stretched out his arms further, drawing attention to the clothes he held.
It wasn't worth arguing about, and although Kankuro would never admit it, Gaara was partially right. "Okay, okay." He accepted the bundle, flopping it down on his chest of drawers and acting as though he were vaguely put out. In truth, however, he was touched that his brother cared, and the mystery of the situation distracted him from his grief a bit. Why was Gaara suddenly so concerned about the past?
Unbothered by his brother's presence, Kankuro tossed aside his towel and proceeded to get dressed. There wasn't anything overtly special about the outfit Gaara had given him; it was just black pants and a short-sleeved crimson shirt with a high collar and a V-neck. Black mesh covered the open V section and also extended from the sleeves down to his wrists, hugging his arms. Simple and dark, which was what Kankuro liked. The only special detail was the fact it all fit snuggly and underscored just how slender he was.
Kankuro turned to face his brother, feeling stuck somewhere between self-conscious and pleased. Hopefully it didn't show. For Gaara, weight had always been a nonissue. No one had ever called him fat because he'd always straddled the line between normal and underweight. "Well, how does it look?" he asked completely facetiously. He struck a pose, adding flair to his performance out of sheer habit, and wondered how he could act so normal — so silly — when he hurt so much inside. Then again, he didn't quite feel real. His best friend wasn't actually dead, and this party was just a hoop to jump through.
Gaara gazed up at him, utterly serious and deadpan. "Very nice."
Surprised, Kankuro turned away. "Uh, thanks." He sounded off-hand, but secretly he was complimented. Unsure what to do with the bizarre situation, he opened the top drawer of his chest of drawers and considered the box of paints there. His purple face paint lived in the bathroom, where he could easily access it, but he kept a few other colors, namely for fancy parties or Halloween. White was the base color, which he never wore into battle, and he kept crimson and indigo so on Halloween he could portray a ghost or some other scary character. He also owned light green and red, and he considered them briefly before rejecting them. Light green symbolized peacefulness while red symbolized enthusiasm and passion. Neither color matched his current state of mind. If he used anything, he decided it should be indigo, which meant depression.
A gentle hand closed around his wrist, arresting his hand before he could reach for the indigo. "Don't."
Kankuro stared at Gaara, shocked. "What? Why?"
"You don't need it." His brother looked grim; his lips were bent into a frown and his brow furrowed.
Kankuro couldn't formulate a reply. First the clothes and now this?
"It's unnecessary, and . . ." Gaara seemed to be struggling with words. "What is it that you believe? That without the mask there will be no 'you'? Or that you need to hide your true self? There's nothing wrong with you just the way you are."
"I know," Kankuro said, suddenly irritated. "Look, I get that you're feeling guilty about the past." Had Gaara remembered what he said about the paint, too, or had this interrogation sprung from a different source? "But the paint is part of my performance and persona — my artistry. The Puppet Corps stole it from Kabuki Theater, so it's part of being a puppet master, even though we don't all choose to wear it. Without it, I feel naked."
Reaching up, Gaara cupped Kankuro's face in his hands. "Nii-san." His voice was quiet, almost commanding.
Kankuro grew very still, just as much over the touch as the word. Gaara never touched him; Gaara never called him "brother."
"You don't need it," Gaara repeated, catching his brother's gaze and holding it. "I know you won't go into battle without it, but this isn't a battle." He squeezed gently. "And I appreciate your artistry, but I still want you to know that you don't need any 'help.'"
Stunned, Kankuro felt a strange warmth wash through his chest, easing the wounds buried there, and he wondered if he could find his voice. The mask dropped. "I look like him." Honesty, at last.
"You aren't him." Gaara released his brother, giving him his barely-there smile in the process. "Now, finish getting ready, okay?" He turned, stepping away.
Kankuro's heart broke. Don't leave! His brother's kindness was one straw too many piled on the proverbial camel's back. Too many emotions, too many thoughts, too many wounds opened to the air. He whirled around, hiding his face as tears collected on his eyelashes, and he crossed his arms over his stomach, feeling utterly trashed.
A warm hand pressed between his shoulder blades, where it rubbed up and down his spine slowly. "It's okay," came the quiet voice. "You don't have to hold it in. One of your precious people died."
Even though he knew he was safe with Gaara, Kankuro still heard his father's old insults screaming in his head, but the numbness of denial was cracking around the edges, making his sinuses burn. Despite his resistance, the tears tore free of him violently, making his shoulders jerk, and for several minutes he was lost in the pain. He was barely aware of Gaara moving him over to sit on his bed, but he felt slim, strong arms wrapping around him, offering support. They had never hugged before, so even after he'd calmed down and was able to breathe again, Kankuro rested his face against his brother's warm shoulder, trying to soak up the comfort.
"My door's always open," Gaara murmured, rubbing his back once more. "Don't try to carry this alone. Pain and sadness must be shared, too."
Kankuro decided he'd ended up with the wisest, most dedicated ototo in the world. "Okay, man."
"Good." Releasing him, Gaara gave his shoulder a quick squeeze, as though confirming a pact between them. "Then I have one final gift for you." He headed over to Kankuro's worktable, where a large box tied with a ribbon sat. "I know nothing can replace a lost friend, but I'm hoping this will help cheer you up or at least distract you."
Kankuro noticed with some discomfort that the box had holes cut into it. Please, don't let it be a cat,he thought, horrified. Gaara had clearly been doing some thinking, clearly had been trying to right past wrongs, but Kankuro didn't want another pet. It had hurt too much to lose the first one, and he didn't want any reminders.
When Gaara picked up the box, it started making scratching and thumping noises.
"No . . ." Kankuro began, raising both hands.
Gaara walked back to him, carrying the box. It meowed.
"Look, I don't want —" Kankuro grimaced as his brother set the box in his lap.
"Please, nii-san." Gaara yanked on the bow, untying the present.
Kankuro frowned. "I appreciate the gesture," he began, wondering if he should or shouldn't finish the sentence: But I'm not here to assuage your guilt. Then he realized that for Gaara, it was likely a different issue. Did he think he needed to earn his forgiveness? "But you don't have to make up for the past, you know."
Without replying, Gaara ripped off the lid.
A curious trill caught Kankuro's attention, and against his will, he glanced down. He knew instantly that he'd made a mistake. A kitten peered up at him, standing on her hind legs and pressing her paws against the box's edge. She cocked her head to the side, studying him for a moment, and meowed again. She was a brindle, like his first cat, except tiny and fuzzy.
He was doomed.
"I had trouble finding one I liked." Gaara picked her up with one hand and moved the box out of the way. She squirmed in his grasp, stretching out her legs until her toes spread wide. She squeaked faintly as he set her in Kankuro's lap. "It wasn't so much about her coloring as her personality. I wanted her to be playful."
The kitten wobbled on his leg, her tail shooting straight up, and Kankuro reached out instinctively, steadying her. The instant his fingers touched her soft fur he knew he was utterly defeated. Two seconds, and he had her pressed against his cheek, her loud purrs filling his ear. She licked his face, tickling him. He was too moved to speak, which made him feel silly. But the warm, fuzzy kitten was wiggling against his jaw, and his ototo was hovering over him, looking worried. He patted his bed wordlessly, motioning for Gaara to sit.
Gaara sat right beside him, and after an awkward pause, he slowly ran his arm around Kankuro's waist. "I'm sorry, nii-san," he whispered. "I'm so sorry — about the past and about Shiro. And I wanted to thank you for standing by me all this time."
Setting the kitten on his lap, where she plopped down unceremoniously, Kankuro wrapped his arm around Gaara's shoulders. He was surprised that Gaara was showing him open affection, but he welcomed it. For a strange, suspended moment in time, he felt like his usual mask was out of reach, and he hugged his brother to his side. "No problem, ototo." He wondered if Gaara could begin to guess all the things he'd done for him when no one was looking, and he sincerely hoped he wouldn't learn of the rest. It was bad enough that Gaara had discovered his efforts to protect him from being poisoned. Some gifts were best when hidden.
"What will you name your kitten?" Gaara asked quietly.
Considering the tiny, purring ball on his lap, Kankuro thought through a few possibilities, only to arrive at something he knew would sound quite odd. Still, he found it to be appropriate. "I think I've got the perfect name."
Gaara raised one hairless brow. "Oh?"
To Kankuro's surprise and pleasure, Gaara smiled.
A/N: A warm thanks to all my reviewers for their support and feedback. Since I sent PMs to the signed-in reviewers, to the others: Thank you, jkl, for your continued support and feedback! It's always a pleasure to hear from you.
To Black Veil: I hope you find your way to this story, since it is indeed the continuation of "To Cease to Exist," and if I could PM you a hearty thank you for your reviews on all the other stories, I would. You made my night, let me tell you!
Now, the promised explanation about weight. I've always been fascinated by the seemingly common idea that Kankuro was overweight in part 1, and I think I mentioned it once in a previous story myself. However, as I said earlier, in part 1, Kankuro is 5.47 feet tall and weighs 132.2 lbs. According to a Body Mass Index calculator, this makes his weight healthy and normal for a teenager, especially when you stop to consider some of it will be muscle weight (which is something a BMI calculator can't factor in). In Shippuuden, Kankuro is 5.74 feet tall and weighs 134.9 lbs. According to a BMI calculator, he would have to gain an entire 27 lbs to be even slightly overweight. Since more boys have eating disorders now than they used to, I decided to brush up against the issue of boys and weight (among other reasons).


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I can now add this to the list of things I never thought I'd be doing before I became a parent.
Last night Miss J decided that the diaper Genie was her "sweetie". Her name was Miley. She tied a pink ribbon around it (which I helped with - in hindsight I should have run then!) and carried it around calling her sweetie, hugging her and bringing her to school. She indicated that Miley had hair, a mouth and feet.
After school Miley had ballet class and I was the teacher. The class took place on my bed. Because I didn't want to stand on the bed I thought a class of ballet arm movements would work best. However, Miss J proceeded to inform me that I cannot teach arm movements to Miley as she doesn't have any arms. I'll have to teach feet (silly me!).
Picture it if you will.... all 5'8" of me standing on top of a bed teaching pointed toes and first position to a Diaper Genie. While trying to keep my balance (of which Wii Fit Plus tells me I have very little of!). Seriously.....


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Day 7 on Strattera
How I feel
Today I started for the first time with a double dose Strattera.
I started a week ago with 40 mg, so now it is 80 mg.
Although it is allot higher as most people get outside Sweden,
I decided to start with it anyway.
Especially since the start with 40 mg went ok.
But I had a very hard time to work today, I was again so extreme tired.
Complains/side effects
Well it was like the first time I started with Strattera.
My whole body felt like I have been working very hard a whole day without food.
I felt totally weak in my body.
That's why I also was extra tired I guess.
I have a dry mouth the whole day.
Like I have been walking in the dessert the whole day.
I did feel still out of balance, but did not have so much problems
with being dizzy.
ADHD effects
Still not so much effects yet concerning the ADHD effects.
I was calmer today, but that was because how I felt in my body I think.
and I have until now not noticed any change in my ability to be more focused
or concentrated.
But today I got an email from someone with ADHD in the USA who is on Strattera.
She also felt a little change directly after she started.
But it took 2 months before she felt more effect from Strattera.
This means I will have to wait at least another 7 weeks.
It's good to know, because I have a hard time going on normally.
I want to see results fast, otherwise I stop.
But I promised myself I will give it all and continue at least
for 2 months.
We will see how it goes.
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Today my parents and I left for Kyoto to go see shrines, temples, castles, and maiko. For those of you who don't know, maiko is the proper term for what people in the west refer to as geisha. While geisha is technically correct, there's a lot of stigma surrounding the word so now they're commonly referred to as maiko.
Unfortunately this is a concept that my parents couldn't quite grasp -_-;
Mom: Oh look a geisha!
Me: Maiko, they're called maiko.
Dad: Let's go take a picture with the geisha!
Me: They're called…
[Parents running off]
I also realized that my parents had become children upon arriving in Japan. I had to turn around every five minutes to make sure they weren't spacing out in front of a store window or running off to buy snacks. The fact that this was one of the busier weekends in Kyoto didn't really help the matter either.
Parental antics aside, dad's friend who lives in Kyoto was kind enough to point out the major sites to see while there. With a map, my inadequate Japanese skills, and horrible sense of direction; we promptly got lost. Fortunately there were swarms of people everywhere so we could more or less follow the stream of Japanese people to the various shrines.
After visiting some temples and a castle we headed over to the Kyoto International Manga Museum. Mom opted to sit outside while dad and I wondered around the building. While inside dad noticed some people drawing caricatures and dragged me over to get our portrait drawn. The pictures took a while to draw so the artist started making some small talk.
Artist: So where are you guys from?
Dad: Seattle!
Artist: Oh! Ichiro!
Dad: Yeah!
Note: All Japanese people know that Ichiro is in Seattle, but none of them know where Seattle is.
After exchanging some pleasantries in English I switched over to Japanese to answer some questions in more detail. Unfortunately this also gave dad the opportunity to ask more unrestrained questions.
Dad: Hey, ask her if she has seen Twilight!
Me: Wha… why?
Dad: Just ask her!
Me: […Have you seen a movie called Twilight?]
Artist: [Hmm? Twilight? No I haven't, what is it about?]
I feel dirty
Me: [It's a love story about a girl and a vampire.]
Artist: [I'll check it out later!]
Me: [You really don't have to…] She hasn't seen it.
Dad: That's not possible! Did you ask her right?
Me: I did…she says she hasn't seen it.
Dad: Everyone has seen Twilight! Ask her again and explain it properly this time.
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Here is the biblical random narrative example:
Genesis 2:18-19
[18]And the LORD God said, It is not good that the man should be alone; I will make him an help meet for him.
[19]And out of the ground the LORD God formed every beast of the field, and every fowl of the air; and brought them unto Adam to see what he would call them: and whatsoever Adam called every living creature, that was the name thereof.
As you can see, this is not a succession of event bec it is a random order of event. Being random order of events, then it is a random narrative akin to Amos 8:11-12 being an out of order event from the surrounding verses that particularly happens in reference to the death of the church. As you can see, the reality of random narrative is biblical, justifying our belief of Amos 8:11-12 as an out of order narrative or a random narrative. These catholics failed to refute but resorted to temperamental accusation of lying, hurled to my person.
Here is an excerpt to the temperamental dialogue:
Did he kick me out? Who cares? Your strictness is irrational and rigid.
For those who cannot get why I said he indirectly admitted in favor of my random narrative concept, I'll show you. He said: (paraphrase)
"The baptism of Jesus mentioned in the present happening is a thing in the past."
How could a thing in the past be among the present happening if its not an out of order insertion? Being an inserted, out of order narrative with regards to the present happening logically qualifies it as random narrative and by conforming to it as an out of order narrative, he admitted it indirectly as a random narrative complementing my concept he wanted to destroy. Realizing that apparently, he got angry.
He seem to be ignorant regarding indirect admission.
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Naturally, I'm not alone in this. New Yorkers, Parisians, Angelenos, they all got the memo. Have you?
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David Demas, Chief Financial Officer of Tristate Capital Holdings Inc is the insider, we want to write about today. Mr. David submitted an electronic document with the U.S. Security & Exchange Commission revealing a deal for 1,100 shares of the Pinksheet-listed company, the one he is an insider in. At the time of the buying deal, the average stock market price of Tristate Capital Holdings Inc was $23.6, making the insider purchase worth $25,961 U.S Dollars. In the last 30 days, he also acquired 1,000 shares that are worth approx $24,100 USD. He owns 0.13% of the -company's market cap or 36,059 shares.
WESTFIELD CORPORATION (OTCMKTS:WEFIF) had an increase of 1.31% in short interest. WEFIF's SI was 29.70 million shares in February as released by FINRA. Its up 1.31% from 29.31M shares previously. With 300 avg volume, 98990 days are for WESTFIELD CORPORATION (OTCMKTS:WEFIF)'s short sellers to cover WEFIF's short positions. It closed at $7.4825 lastly. It is down 0.00% since February 7, 2017 and is . It has underperformed by 16.70% the S&P500.
Among 6 analysts covering TriState Capital Holdings (NASDAQ:TSC), 4 have Buy rating, 0 Sell and 2 Hold. Therefore 67% are positive. TriState Capital Holdings has $31.0 highest and $15 lowest target. $28.20's average target is 23.14% above currents $22.9 stock price. TriState Capital Holdings had 21 analyst reports since December 15, 2015 according to SRatingsIntel. The firm has "Hold" rating by Robert W. Baird given on Thursday, October 19. The firm earned "Buy" rating on Thursday, January 25 by Maxim Group. The company was initiated on Wednesday, October 5 by Boenning & Scattergood. The firm has "Buy" rating by Keefe Bruyette & Woods given on Monday, June 5. Maxim Group maintained the shares of TSC in report on Thursday, July 20 with "Buy" rating. The stock has "Buy" rating by Stephens on Thursday, June 15. The rating was maintained by Maxim Group on Thursday, October 19 with "Buy". Stephens maintained Tristate Capital Holdings, Inc. (NASDAQ:TSC) rating on Thursday, July 20. Stephens has "Buy" rating and $3000 target. Stephens maintained the shares of TSC in report on Friday, January 26 with "Buy" rating. The rating was maintained by Maxim Group on Tuesday, December 6 with "Buy".
TriState Capital Holdings, Inc. operates as the bank holding firm for TriState Capital Bank that provides various commercial and private banking services to middle-market businesses and high-net-worth individuals in the United States. The company has market cap of $654.67 million. The firm operates in two divisions, Bank and Investment Management. It has a 17.35 P/E ratio. The Company's deposit products include checking accounts, money market deposit accounts, and certificates of deposit, as well as promontory's certificate of deposit account registry service and insured cash sweep services.
Investors sentiment decreased to 1.16 in Q3 2017. Its down 0.34, from 1.5 in 2017Q2. It worsened, as 9 investors sold Tristate Capital Holdings, Inc. shares while 34 reduced holdings. 12 funds opened positions while 38 raised stakes. 16.98 million shares or 0.54% less from 17.07 million shares in 2017Q2 were reported. Nbw Cap Ltd has 75,513 shares. Private Advisor Group Limited Liability Co holds 0.01% of its portfolio in Tristate Capital Holdings, Inc. (NASDAQ:TSC) for 15,314 shares. Qs Investors Ltd Llc holds 0% of its portfolio in Tristate Capital Holdings, Inc. (NASDAQ:TSC) for 280 shares. American Intll Gru stated it has 0% of its portfolio in Tristate Capital Holdings, Inc. (NASDAQ:TSC). Janney Montgomery Scott Ltd Com invested 0% in Tristate Capital Holdings, Inc. (NASDAQ:TSC). Wedge Capital Management L Lp Nc stated it has 40,500 shares or 0.01% of all its holdings. Ameriprise Inc holds 0% in Tristate Capital Holdings, Inc. (NASDAQ:TSC) or 27,821 shares. Morgan Stanley owns 72,835 shares for 0% of their portfolio. Prudential Fin invested in 0% or 83,430 shares. Vanguard reported 0% of its portfolio in Tristate Capital Holdings, Inc. (NASDAQ:TSC). Deutsche Financial Bank Ag has 0.01% invested in Tristate Capital Holdings, Inc. (NASDAQ:TSC). Wells Fargo And Co Mn accumulated 24,432 shares. 99,600 were accumulated by Fuller Thaler Asset. Globeflex Cap L P holds 33,457 shares or 0.22% of its portfolio. Sei Invests Com accumulated 0% or 1,101 shares.
The stock decreased 1.08% or $0.25 during the last trading session, reaching $22.9. About 137,527 shares traded or 56.13% up from the average. Tristate Capital Holdings, Inc. (NASDAQ:TSC) has risen 91.73% since February 7, 2017 and is uptrending. It has outperformed by 75.03% the S&P500.
Since January 29, 2018, it had 1 insider purchase, and 1 insider sale for $1.60 million activity. Demas David J also bought $24,100 worth of Tristate Capital Holdings, Inc. (NASDAQ:TSC) shares. Dolan James J. sold $1.62 million worth of Tristate Capital Holdings, Inc. (NASDAQ:TSC) on Monday, January 29.


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- Andretti is in its fourth Formula E season
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(CNN)The Andretti name has been a constant in motorsport for half a century, but its fledgling Formula E team is still trying to "mix it with the big boys" in the all-electric series.
Three generations of the American family have competed across the racing spectrum, from Formula One to Indy Car, NASCAR to Formula E.
Mario Andretti is the name familiar to most, a dominant force in F1 who won the world championship in 1978 -- the last American to so do, and the last to even win a race with victory in the 1978 Dutch Grand Prix.
He also claimed four Indy Car titles, won the Indy 500 in 1969, and boasts 111 wins from 879 career starts in all forms of racing; it's no surprise the Andretti name looms large over motorsport.
Son Michael flew the Andretti flag during the 1980s and 90s, driving largely in the CART championship which he won in 1991. His 42 race victories make him the third most successful driver in American open-wheel history -- something he labels his proudest achievement.
"Having a name like Andretti is obviously something we grew up with and are very proud of," Michael, whose son Marco drives in his Andretti Indy Car team, told CNN.
"My Dad started it. He did everything that you could do to accomplish in racing and we just wanted to carry it on. It's been really cool for us to be able to keep the name going."
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Winning as individuals is one thing; winning as a team has recently also become a family trend.
Andretti Autosport, owned by Michael since 2009, is a dominant force in Indy Car with four Indy Car series champions and five Indy 500 winners -- three of which have come in the past four races.
In recent years, however, the Andretti name has entered new territory.
A competitor in Formula E since the all-electric race series began in 2014, the team has quickly learned to punch above its weight.
"Us as a team, we're basically a small guy, a small private team going up against some of the big ones like Renault and Jaguar and Mahindra that have budgets that are five, six, 10 times what we are," says Michael.
"It's a little tough, that's why we need the help of a manufacturer like BMW to get us more competitive. I'm hoping season five [next season] we're going to be able to mix it up with the big boys."
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Results on the track have been steady. In Formula E's three previous championships, Andretti has finished seventh twice and sixth once in the team standings.
This year's team is being led by Portuguese driver Antonio Felix da Costa, whose best result so far has been a sixth-place finish in the season-opening race in Hong Kong.
A young championship when compared to its rivals, how does Formula E size up alongside its rivals?
"Do I think Formula E is going to take over Formula One and Indy Car? I don't know, I don't think that's the goal of Formula E. Formula E is its own thing," says Andretti.
"When you come to a Formula E event you have to open your mind up, because it is quite different.
"You don't have the loud sound or things like that, but it's something new, it's a new technology so you have to come with more of an open mind and I think once you do get here you see it, you do get hooked to it."


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This past weekend, a few of my friends and I went back to Cocoa Village where we shot at a few months ago. This was a good chance to try some of the techniques we have been practicing for that last couple months and to try some lighting tricks. We experimented with bouncing the flash off of the surroundings and using some reflectors. Even though some things worked better than others, it was a good chance to try them out. I am looking forward to when we have some more controllable lighting to use (some large softboxes are in work). The other lesson learned is in regards to the settings. I am noticing that the pictures I like more have simpler backgrounds. The pictures in the alley work better showing off the car than the ones in front of the playhouse. It's funny how much car photography is similar to portraiture. The multiple light sources in front of the playhouse are more distracting than pleasing in the pictures. The picture would be better if the car was more forward, keeping the lights in the trees from reflecting off the car. I also think I need some fill light on these.
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Getting a tattoo was always something that was on the bucket list. In fact, if you scroll down through the posts on this blog a bit, you'll find my radio documentary on tattoo stories (or, you know, you could just click here), which more or less served as my research into whether or not I should do it.
After a few years of myself and my best hunzo Valerie swearing we'd someday get one, we finally decided to bite the bullet.
A lot of people get tattoos of something with particular meaning to them and I considered going down that route. However, I soon edged away from this idea and instead decided that I would get it at a time that was significant to me. A week shy of my 21st birthday and the week after I finished college seemed perfect. I had seen the following picture while looking through different designs and while I loved the placement and the solid black design, I knew that I didn't want butterflies. Instead, I settled on swallows.
A friend had recommended Wild Cat in Stephen's Green to us, so about three weeks ago, armed with pictures of our very different ideas for what we wanted, Valerie and I headed to town for a consultation. There, we met the lovely Brian who answered all our questions, looked at our pictures and promised to sketch up something that we'd be happy to have etched on our skin forever.
Eventually, the appointments were booked and the deposits paid. With nerves high, we went back to Wild Cat where I was scheduled to go first.
I'm not going to lie or sugar coat it; tattoos hurt. The sensation is a little bit like somebody has stuck a knife into your skin and is pulling it down. It's not unbearable though, just not in anyway fun. Hats off to my tattoo-expert pal Sinead though for telling me to bring fruit pastilles to chew and something I could crush in my hands. Otherwise, I probably wouldn't have survived. Also a salute to Passenger, who's album both took my mind off the pain and formed the soundtrack to my week.
I was so so happy with the design in the end. It was exactly what I had pictured and the placement means that I can choose to hide it if I need to or show it off if I want.
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The patterns of life never fail to amuse me, once spotted.
That sounds like just a platitude of some sort, but it really isn't. Or at least, it isn't meant to be: it's what I want to talk about. I'm not going to get terribly deep here, because that's my first confession: I'm not very good at it. At least, I don't think I am. Sometimes, I hold my own, sometimes I sit and feel very distinctly like my origins, which is to say fairly shabby and simple. That's not necessarily a bad thing, mind.
I frequent Jen Nipps' blog Confessions of a Fat Chick for a couple of reasons. First, because she is a wonderful person, and second, because she takes an interesting subject and writes about it with clarity and humor. It gives me a perspective I don't otherwise have, that I enjoy paying attention to and learning about.
The patterned part of this is, I coincidentally started reading Jenn's blog shortly after my wife got me hooked on watching this year's season of The Biggest Loser. That's not the end of the pattern, but hang on a moment.
I really intensely dislike reality TV shows. So frequently, they are tawdry examples of worst traits that humanity has to offer. From cheap backstabbing and gossip, to vicious swearing and bad-mouthing, to sheer and utter greed, they are filthy things. It's sheerly disgusting. Awful, awful.
I like the Biggest Loser, then, for the opposite of those reasons. For one thing, it's people trying to accomplish something. There is competition between teams (and the show spends a lot of time trying to heighten the drama and competitive edge, which is silly), but mostly, we're cheering for everybody. The show invariably leaves me happier than it did when I sat down. I enjoy watching this people working toward something they want, and occasionally achieving it. I feel that the show's poorest moments have been when they spend a lengthy time focusing on the game and competitive aspects. Those just aren't the important bits. It's not the competition, it's the accomplishment that's important and worth paying attention to.
(A side note: The above more or less describes how The Great Tea Debacle works, and will continue to work: it is absolutely not about the smackdown, it is about the lift up and the accomplishment. It's worth remembering.)
The final piece of the pattern occurred about a month before I watched The Biggest Loser or started reading Jenn's blog. That piece was realizing that I was horribly out of shape, because I haven't spent very much time walking this past year — for various reasons — and that was a big part of my exercise. I don't like being out of shape.
When I say "out of shape," I don't mean I've gained weight. I weigh one hundred and twenty-five pounds. I have extremely little body fat. Mostly, I have a lot of muscle. That was fading, and I was unhappy about that, and that's why I started doing workouts inside the house.
Exercises in the house are easy, and necessary because I don't feel like bundling up Zach to go downstairs to the exercise room, in this apartment building. What I do is: twenty-five to fifty sit-ups a day (depending on how I feel). As many push-ups as I can do (currently, about thirty). One hundred jumping jacks. As many chin-ups as I can do, carefully, off the edge of a doorframe. (currently about twenty-five).
I don't do this every day, but a lot of days. It helps twofold, in that it gets me back into good shape (which is important to me: it's part of my neurosis) and which gives me something to physically get moving in the mornings. Guys in prisons work out, guys at home with babies work out.
(Another aside: There is a wonderful exercise called a "burpie" which I alas don't seem to have the coordination to properly do. Which is a shame, because it's a great workout.)
How this all ties together, sort of (in my head) is this:
I was out of shape, as it were, and said "I need to get back into shape," and so I came up with something and started working out. It was that easy.
Some things are that easy for me, and it's because I have no middle ground in my brain. I have a huge amount of trouble with addictions; I can get addicted to anything interesting. It's no damn wonder I want to throw the internet out the window some days. I am, on the flip side, horribly terrified of being addicted to anything. I don't like being dependent on something. (This part is the reason I get so frustrated at some things that can't be done away with).
What this means is, I've sort of learned that when something needs doing, I'll either do it, or I won't. there's no half-assed ground. So if I need to exercise, I will either continue not doing it, or I'll do it all the way.
The point is, I needed to exercise, so I started working out.
It isn't that easy for some people. Different bodies work different ways, and with that comes the brains, and they work differently too. I know people who are healthy enough and exercise enough, and they still have the appearance, to the undiscerning eye, of being overweight. They're not.
I observed, on The Biggest Loser, that there were a couple of guys who weren't 'fat' per se, and it's why they were winning the games. They were just big bear-men, mass instead of hampering fat, if that makes any sense.
It gets me thinking about weight, that's all, and how it affects people and how they think, and how they sometimes justify its continued existence, and how sometimes there's nothing to justify. Some people are naturally bigger (and I mean "bigger," and not "fatter" here) than other people. I am naturally at or below one hundred and thirty pounds.
Some people are fat out of laziness and a poor attitude, and I have little pity for them. There were some of them on The Biggest Loser, and I was happy when they were sent home. One of my favorite movies is Super-Size Me, with the wonderful Morgan Spurlock, whose show "30 Days" you should check out, those rare times its on the air.
Beyond weight, what it gets me thinking about is patterns. It interests me that everything weight and exercise related entered my thinking at roughly the same time. Or did it? Sometimes I wonder if it's a real pattern, or if my mind just turned to the matter and found the patterns. Probably the latter. We know the brain finds patterns and faces and shapes and things. It's called "matrixing."
And Matrixing is a lovely tie-in to my next blog entry, which has to do with phrases like "matrixing" and "evp" and stuff.
Probably, the other reason all of this is on my mind is that I just ate a huge plate of rib tips from Famous Daves and I am so excessively full that food and the heaviness of my stomach means that weight is ever on my mind.
How does Confessions of a Fat Chick tie into all this, you ask? Well, partially it was an excuse to give you the link, if you didn't have it. Partially, it's because I was thinking about weight, and she provides a fascinating dissertation and discussion about it. And partially, because I was reading it just as I opened this window and started typing. What a well-assembled article this is, isn't it? Everything tied together so nicely. Even if I had to use duct tape.


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After last night and the first Oscilloscope event I feel duty bound to put something together 🙂
Firstly thank you very much to our performers: Simon Proffitt, Charles Gershom, Rob Spaull, and to Alex Bailey and Ninos Grigoriadis for sending in pieces. Thank you also to the wonderful (almost capacity) audience!
There was some amazing music/sound art. It was fantastic to be up close and be able to see the mechanics of how things were played and how they worked, or not in the case of one overheated chip which brought on performance to an abrupt but creatively-cool-conclusion. It was also really nice to see the diversity of music but also instruments on show ranging from the Simon's octopoidal induction mics through to the ramblings of my electric violin and software, focusing down into circuit bent electronic instruments, down to the fingertip detail of Rob's iPad work. This interspersed with Alex and Ninos' 'tape' pieces and copious happy chatter and kettle boiling seemed to give a very nice flow to the evening full of high quality music making and discussion.
There was a genuinely nice atmosphere and it was great to see that the idea of doing stuff and nattering about it rather than being either a formal concert or workshop, or for that matter coffee morning actually seems to work.
I'm seriously looking forward to the next one (last Tuesday of next month) and am really happy to say that people are already coming forward and wanting to play/do which is great. If you want to be involved please get in touch or indeed just come along.
Anyway I am going to leave you with this short video montage that Charles Gershom put together from last night captured with a re-purposed drone camera.
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Over on townhall.com, Gary Aldrich never lets the facts get in the way of a right-wing
"How about the 18 year legally binding financial commitment of a father to support a child, regardless of the fact that legally, the woman could have ended the pregnancy at any time – including on the day the child was to be born – and the man would have absolutely no legal right to stop her."
Aldrich likes to enrage his audience by pretending that abortions are available on demand at any point in pregnancy. So he decides not to mention that abortions are severely restricted in the third trimester (the final three months of pregnancy), which of course includes "the day the child was to be born."
For more Aldrich than anyone could possibly want, his townhall.com
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"In the case of Nixon, while it is true that he engaged in conduct that would be considered abusive and reprehensible when judged against the backdrop of the high office he held, from all indications, Nixon was a family man who was faithful and attentive to his family."
But Aldrich wouldn't judge a President against the backdrop of the high office he holds, right?
"I am not happy with what my father's generation did to groups such as the Blacks, Hispanics, women and Asians. … However, the Boomer generation, my generation, changed all that, and we should get the credit. As much as I loath the politics of the New-Left, it was their activism and their radical politics that finally tripped the wire and caused much needed change. The New-Left did it for the wrong reason - to increase political power."
So according to Aldrich,
1) America's civil rights laws are the result of pressure from progressive activists, and
2) he hates those progressive activists and was never one of them.
No surprises there. But it wouldn't be an Aldrich column if he didn't add some obvious lies. So after making it clear that he had nothing to do with progress in civil rights, he somehow concludes that:
3) he deserves the credit for the civil rights laws.
Of course, it's pathetic that Aldrich would write such a laughable whopper. But apparently, it wasn't phony and self-aggrandizing enough for him, so he follows up by claiming that:
4) the progressive activists are the ones after political power.
It's good to know that Aldrich's Patrick Henry Center for Individual Liberty is out there
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Training Management System (C#, ASP.NET, WCF, Entity Framework, SQL Server, Bootstrap, JavaScript, Ajax)
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Foreign Training Management System (C#, Spring .NET, Oracle, Crystal Reports)
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Inventory System – CEBfin (C#, ASP.NET, Oracle) – Developed verification module of inventory system
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