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Michigan's governor is looking overseas in an attempt to reverse Detroit's rapidly shrinking population and give the bankrupt city an economic boost.
Under a plan to be unveiled Thursday, Gov. Rick Snyder will request 50,000 special federal immigration visas over the next five years to attract foreign professionals who are willing to work and live in the city.


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Sending Cara and Mark much love on their wedding day tomorrow!Wishing you both a lifetime of joy and happiness!!
Jaime will be Miss January 2010 as well as appear on a few episodes of the new season of the Girls Next Door. Her pic is in the opening credits.
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Looks like it's a good day for Windows Phone 8 users. First they get an update for Kindle to fix loading issues and now Audible (which has had a few crashes too) is now patched in addition to getting some new features.
Yes, version 1.4 is now live in the Windows Phone Store and as far as we can tell, has fixed the stability issues. In addition, you can now do a doublewide Tile and even use voice commands. The voice command feature works by simply holding down the Start button to launch voice command and then saying "Audible…My Library" or "Audible…Play (insert book name)"...
Overall, it works quite well though it is a bit specific. For instance, we had to say "Audible…Play the Bourne Ultimatum Unabridged Part 1" which is a bit longer than we had planned. In fact, it requires you to basically memorize the whole book title, as there is no fuzzy semantic ability with TellMe voice command.
Anyway, enough talk. Head to the Windows Phone Store here to pick up version 1.4 now and get listening to your audio books ASAP. Thanks, Julian W., for the tip!


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Yes, the tumblers look to be a match for the chevron jug. They're also the same outline shape as the nordic pattern tumblers, which I remember drinking from as a kiddy. That would appear to support their Sherdley origin.I'm surprised how few of the Sherdley tumblers I see any at car boots or in charity shops. I'd love to get my hands on a few of the nordics and bamboos. Obviously they were used more than the jugs, bowls, sundae dishes etc and often got broken. Although they're pretty robust, and I dare say they're still in use all over the country!
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NEW YORK, N.Y. - Murray and Esther Redlitz fell for each other in the worst of circumstances.
The two Holocaust survivors met in Poland while trying to find missing family members after the Russian Army freed their concentration camps at the end of World War II.
"We didn't have nobody," says Esther, 85, recalling how Murray was her one constant as they made their way through Poland and Czechoslovakia before coming to the United States.
"He has a wonderful personality, he's always on the bright side," she said, holding her husband's hand. "I'm the pessimist, he's the optimist."
The couple, married 66 years, will celebrate their commitment to one another Thursday with 300 other couples at a Valentine's Day champagne party in Brooklyn that's become an annual celebration of enduring love. But everyone attending the event at the country club is part of a select group: All of them have been married at least half a century.
"The love we have for each other will be here till the day we die," said Murray, 86, who owned an emblem printing business in Manhattan and ran it with his wife for 26 years.
"To me it's the ultimate love story," said Brooklyn Borough President Marty Markowitz, who has organized the Valentine's Day party for the last 11 years. "In these days of high divorce rates, this shows that true love, commitment, communication and all that can make for a life-long marriage. That's what they've proven against the odds."
Markowitz and his wife, married a mere 13 years, will renew their vows Thursday and then he will make a ceremonial proclamation to the greying veterans of love.
"I say, 'I hereby declare you married forever.' Everyone kisses if they're able to and that's it."
David Shamrakov and his wife Faina will be there to celebrate their marriage of 58 years.
David, 82, said he hasn't forgotten the first time he saw the woman he would marry.
They were both young medical students in their native Ukraine. He spotted her from across their biology class and knew in an instant he had to introduce himself.
"Her eyes were like diamonds," he recalled.
"This man was very, very smart — and handsome," added his 83-year-old wife.
The Shamrakovs credit their mutual taste for the medical profession, music, reading and theatre with keeping their bond strong decade after decade.
"I don't know what the secret is but when I met her for the first time, she was so nice I fell in love with her," said Shamrakov, who came to the U.S. with his wife in 1993. "I respect her. I know I can't do something if I know she's not going to respect it."
The borough's longest lasting love pair may be Fortuno and Maddalena Corso, who tied the knot in Italy as teenagers 72 years ago.
"I liked her and so I got married," says Fortuno, 89, a retired construction worker who still speaks Italian with his wife, who doesn't speak any English. "You've got to love each other and you've got to work at it together."
Their daughter Madeline, one of the couple's seven children, lives with her parents in their Bensonhurst home. She said for years her mother has done everything for her father — cooking dinner, maintaining the home and even washing his shoulders in the bath.
"My family, we tease them, we say, 'Ma, you're married 70 years, if you get divorced you get more than half," said the daughter. "She tells everybody, 'Listen, you make sure you love them and you respect them, that's your best friend.'"


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"I aim to misbehave."
It sounds flip, but it isn't. What Mal is responding to in the film when he voices that particular thought is the need - indeed, the duty - to sometimes question - and push back - against overreaching governmental authority.
In the film, Mal discovers that his government, the Alliance, has created something called PAX, a pacification drug that Parliament believes will make the citizenry "better." (And also, no doubt - safer.) He sees it for what it is: a new way to "control" and consolidate power for the powerful.
This mantra comes up for me now, because last week I saw the most despicable comments repeated on television. I saw government officials in high office (and wannabe government officials) telling us that to be safe and secure, we have to think just like they do.
Worse, they compared American voters in Connecticut - American citizens, mind you - to the Taliban and Al Qaeda because they didn't like the voters' choice. This is a new lowpoint in political discourse, and it is crass, ugly manipulation. Sorry, but I don't want my government telling me that making a personal choice between two options in the voting booth is tantamount to treason and makes voters "terrorists" or even in league with terrorists. What actually happened in Connecticut? That's called democracy, folks. The voters spoke. For better of worse. Instead of respecting that fact - and I still can't believe I'm hearing this from major politicial figures in the U.S. - the message coming out of Washington D.C. following a foiled terrorist plot in the UK is that only one party is good and American, and that the other is the party of "Al Qaeda." On CNN, I heard an anchor actually question if Ned Lamont could be called "The Al Qaeda" Candidate. What the fuck?! I hasten to add, I would be just as offended if that CNN anchor had asked if Condi Rice could be called "The Al Qaeda" Secretary of State. Disagree with any of these people...but jeez...they aren't terrorists!
This inflammatory, ugly rhetoric is something every American, regardless of party, might very seriously think twice about. Yes, Republicans and Democrats, Liberals and Conservatives differ on how to achieve national goals, but why can't these differences make us stronger in the War on Terror? Isn't it always better to have more ideas rather than less? What about IDIC, Infinite Diversity and all that stuff? Why must we be in brain-lockstep and define different philosophies as traitorous, appeasing and terroristic? Here's a radical idea: as Americans, we can believe different things, and learn from each other. As Americans we can believe different things, and still be cordial...and still help one another. Hell, as Americans we can believe different things and be...friends. I don't know about you, but when I have conversations with my friends who hold different beliefs, I inevitably learn something from them; or see things in a new way. I might ultimately reject those things or I might not, but in every case I'm stronger and better for having listened to and understood a different point of view.
I tell you, some Americans - and from every end of the political spectrum - are going to sic the (electoral) Reavers on all these bastards if the kind of inflammatory and divisive rhetoric emanating from the tube last week doesn't subside. I direct these remarks in particular to Dick Cheney and Joe Lieberman. Truly - they are the most craven politicians I've seen in my lifetime. I now call them the "vote for us or die horribly" bloc - and they are, individually, Republican AND Democrat.
And...they both suck.
As long as men like these control the bully pulpit of the corporate press and use it to cling to power by frightening people, I aim to misbehave and call them out for their crap. Bottom line folks: we can do better. I don't care if you vote Democrat or Republican come November, but please vote your heart and your gut and your brain, and throw the rotten, divisive bastards in both parties out. These jokers serve at our pleasure, so when the time comes, let's misbehave. We can have arguments, we can disagree, but Americans who exercise the right to vote as they wish are not and will never be terrorists. Can't we all - from both parties - at least agree on that?
Captain Reynolds would expect nothing less than some serious misbehavior. Only one thing left to say... "Miranda..."


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Well, we're now down to a seven-game season and it all starts Wednesday night in Yankee Stadium. Weather forecast is a little iffy but we'll worry about that later.
59 years ago, the Yankees swept the Phillies' "Whiz Kids" bunch in the World Series. Time for revenge. Hall of Famer Robin Roberts is one of six Phillies from that WS roster who is still living. He's going to do the interview room today before the Phillies 1 p.m. workout. Robbie is also scheduled for the Today Show on Wednesday morning in NY.
After the workout, the Phillies will bus to 30th Street Station to board an AMTRAK charter train for the trip north. A workout in Yankees Stadium is on the schedule for Tuesday. Phillies played there back in May, winning two of three.
Tuesday also means meeting day for Ruben Amaro Jr., his staff and Charlie and his staff. Chuck LaMar, Charley Kerfeld, Gordon Lakey, Howie Freiling and Tim Kissner have been scouting the Yankees-Angels series and they'll provide feedback. The 25-man World Series roster has to be filed with MLB by 10 a.m. on Wednesday which will be part of the meeting.
Postseason Memories
Bob Boone caught for the Phillies from 1972 through 1981. During his 19-year big league career he also played for the Angels and Royals. He was a four-time All-Star and winner of seven Gold Gloves. With the Phillies he played in four NLCS and the 1980 WS (.412 average). Now, 61, Bob is the Assistant GM, VP of Player Development for the Washington Nationals.
What is your favorite memory of October baseball as a child?
"Being a bat boy for the Milwaukee Braves at the Coliseum in 1959 vs. the LA Dodgers in the playoff game that determined the team that would play the White Sox in the World Series. The Dodgers won the game as I kneeled with my dad in the on deck circle as he was to be the next hitter as the game ended. The irony of the situation is that my dad had started that season with the White Sox and was traded to Milwaukee mid year."
As a player, what was the biggest change between the regular season and postseason?
"I always felt that the playing was the same. The difference was the idea that every pitch was a 'do or die' situation. This certainly upped the adrenalin and focus level."
What is your fondest personal postseason memory?
"Definitely the parade in 1980. To be able to share that with my family was a career highlight."
Where were you when the Phillies won the World Series last October?
"Saw it on TV as I was in Phoenix scouting the Arizona Fall league games".
Postseason History
Phillies have played only once on this date and it was a year ago at Citizens Bank Park. Ryan Howard homered twice as the Phillies crushed the Rays, 10-2, in Game 4 of the World Series to take a commanding 3-1 lead.
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After an historic win, Turkey's prime minister promises consensus-building before constitutional change. A senior member of his AK Party insists that reform won't lead to less democracy.
- Mervé OZDEMIRKIRAN, Turkish lecturer of Political Sciences at Sciences Po, Paris.
- BAHADIR KALEAGASI, President, Bosphore Institute.
- Suat KINIKLIOĞLU, AK Party deputy chairman of external affairs (from Istanbul).
- Japser MORTIMER, France 24 Correspondent (from the Syrian border).


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For those who want to enjoy dry herb and wax concentrates, but don't want to deal with the high prices and low portability of larger desktop style devices, portable vaporizers offer a compact option for your consumption needs. Their discreet designs allow you to enjoy your preferred substance on-the-go without hassle. Despite their size, these compact vapes boast powerful features including high capacity batteries, advanced heating systems, and precise temperature control options. With a plethora of choices available, it's no wonder why handheld units are one of the most popular styles on the market.
As more and more herb aficionados switch from smoking to vaporization, a multitude of devices have to come to market, each offering a different way to explore dry herb. Some of these dry herb vaporizers utilize mobile app controls, convection heating systems, and precise temperature to take your vaping experience to a new level of refinement.
When searching for the right portable herb vaporizer, it's crucial to understand that handheld units offer a much different experience from desktop and pen-style models. These pocket-friendly devices strike a balance between portability and vapor quality that provide a stealthy, convenient, and powerful vaping experience.
Chances are you want a handheld vape that will deliver great vapor without sacrificing portability. While these pocket-friendly vaporizers range in size, the majority of them are pocket or purse-friendly. Desktop units feature plug-in power sources, which makes them more powerful but less travel-ready. Atmos Jump, for example, features a lightweight pen-style design that is easily pocketed. Today, most handheld herbal vaporizers are powered by rechargeable (and often replaceable) batteries. The average device can give you hours of continual enjoyment on a full charge. They can also be easily charged via USB. Portability is the name of the game with these units, but they are also ideal for home use as they are easy to clean and carry around your place while still delivering top-notch vapor quality.
Not everyone wants a larger desktop unit becoming the center of attention in their home. For the low-key aficionado, a number of brands offer discreet portable herbal vaporizers. Many of these devices are compact enough to be concealed in the user's hand while in use. They can also be carried around in a discreet manner. Magic Flight Launch Box, for example, is extremely pocket friendly. Bluetooth and app controlled units allow you to choose your temperature with your phone so you can keep your device in your bag or pocket until the exact moment that you can enjoy your device discreetly. A handheld vaporizer enables you to experience your wax or dry herb anywhere without drawing too much attention to your session.
Just because you want to enjoy vaping on-the-go does not mean you should have to sacrifice vapor quality. Overall, desktop units produce better vapor, but their portability is limited by their larger frames and wall-socket plug ins. With the advent of high capacity batteries and more efficient heating systems, smaller portable vaporizers are able to deliver quality amounts of vapor wherever you'd like. Some handheld devices even feature all-glass vapor paths that preserve the aroma, natural flavors, and benefits of materials while cooling each hit as it travels towards your lungs.
Handheld vaporizers have two major heating styles: convection and conduction. Each one has its own heating style, which can deliver specific cloud size, flavor, purity, and density.
The heating system most commonly found in dry herb vaporizers is conduction. This style places your substance in direct contact with the heating surface, which leads to faster heat up time. In contrast, a convection-style unit houses material away from the heating element, so your concentrate or herb is heated evenly by hot air. Convection vaporizers like G Pen Pro tend to give a more consistent flavor experience with each pull and often allow for precise temperature customization. If you'd like full temperature control, hybrid-style devices exist as well, giving you the best of both heating worlds.
Most handheld vaporizers feature preset temperatures (a set of 3 to 5 temps to pick from) or precision temp control, which lets you choose exactly the ideal temperature for your preferred cloud size, flavor, potency and more. There isn't necessarily a "better" option when comparing these styles, as it comes down to personal preference and the desired vibe of your session.
Precision temperature control gives you the ability to choose, down to the degree, the best temperature for your vaping style. Usually featuring a simple "up" and "down" button system, this style of handheld dry herb vaporizer allows you to explore different vapor profiles and customize your session depending on what preference you have for flavor, size, and density. These devices also enable you to hone in on the best available temperature for unlocking active compounds from certain strains of dry herbs or concentrates. Visually, precision temperature controlled devices offer a functional, stylish aesthetic by way of bright LED displays that let you monitor the progress of your heating.
Portable vaporizers offering preset temperatures usually feature an easy to use single-button control method. For this reason, preset temperatures are easier to use than a precision controlled device. All you'll have to do is simply click the button to power up, then toggle your temperature in between settings. The most common sequence is five clicks to power on, three clicks to cycle temperatures. Presets are an easy way to vape at the ideal temperatures, since each setting is optimized for the most popular flavor profiles. Lower temperatures create more concentrated, flavorful hits while the higher temps create bigger, thicker clouds. If you're looking for a quick-hitting, hassle-free handheld vaporizer, this is the option for you.
Some things to consider when purchasing a vape are the heating element, airpath, battery life, price, warranty protection, and the type of substance for which the device is designed. Most vaporizers are meant specifically for dry herbs, but with the recent boom in vaping popularity, more companies are putting out concentrate-centric handheld devices.
One of the most important things to consider when shopping for a portable dry herb vaporizer is the material out of which the heating element is made. The most commonly used heating element is ceramic. This inert material produces pure, flavorful vapor without adding unwanted tastes, odors or chemicals. This type of element is extremely durable with a high melting point so you'll never have to worry about over-cooking whatever is in your vape.
The design of a unit's airpath decides its draw resistance as well as its vapor quality. The number one option to look for in a vaporizer is an all-glass airpath. Glass is inert, meaning it won't react chemically to heat and adulterate the natural flavors of your material. An all-glass airpath is the tastiest option for enjoying the full flavor range of dry herb or wax.
You might notice a wide range of prices when shopping around for a portable vaporizer, ranging from $9.95 to $300 and up. Often the price of a unit is a direct reflection of its quality. If you spend more, you'll get more. More expensive devices lead to better quality vapor and will unlock the full flavor and effects of your herb or concentrate. That being said, it's possible to find a cheap handheld vape that offers quality performance at a nominal price.
The last thing anyone wants to see when trying to pre-heat their handheld vaporizer is three quick blinks, followed by an unresponsive dead vape. Finding a device with a quality battery is crucial to enjoying dry herb or wax on-the-go. Most often battery strength will be measured in milliamps (mAh), the higher this number, the more powerful the battery. If you're the type to always be running around with little to no downtime, a higher capacity battery will give your handheld vape more juice to last through the day. The only downside is that charging times can be longer with more powerful batteries. Battery strength can also dictate temperature range, as stronger batteries can reach higher temperatures faster.
Nothing is worse than a broken device with no warranty or options for replacement. A good way to understand the value of a herb vaporizer is by looking at its warranty. Generally, if a device has a longer warranty, the manufacturer has faith that its product will last. Warranties can range from 1 year to a lifetime. Finding a handheld vape with a warranty also protects your investment should it get damaged. Warranties generally vary between brands.
Handheld dry herb vaporizers offer you a convenient way to enjoy herb or concentrate anywhere you'd like to, with some offering fantastic smell-masking abilities. With regular upkeep, your handheld vape will last longer than you initially thought possible.
Most vapes do a great job of toning down the initial smell of herb or concentrates, but some users might want a more muted vapor to exhale. If masking your session is of the utmost importance to you, the PAX 3 vaporizer is the way to go. The Pax 3 was designed with an awesome new "Stealth Mode", a heat setting that reduces smell. This innovative setting cools off faster than previous models, so it stops creating odors as soon as you've taken a hit. This version of the PAX also has a rapid heat up time of 15 to 20 seconds. Since the dry herb isn't cooking for several minutes, it has less time to produce odors. This is definitely one of the pricier vapes available, but if you've got the money to splurge on a stealthier unit, it will help keep your vaping underwraps. Pax also offers an incredible 10 year warranty, ensuring no matter what happens to your vape, they have you covered.
If you don't have room in your budget for the sneaky PAX 3, adding the Smoke Buddy to your arsenal is a good alternative. The Smoke Buddy is basically a sploof made of higher quality materials that will truly remove odor and last you about 300 sessions. After taking a hit, you simply press the Smoke Buddy against your mouth so there's an airtight connection. Then blow the vapor into the Smoke Buddy, which filters out particulates including the terpenes that cause funky smells. The Smoke Buddy will always have your back in the fight against odor.
With regular care and maintenance your portable vaporizer will last longer and perform better. Here are some steps to ensure your vape stays as good as new for as long as possible:
1. Cool the vaporizer before you start cleaning it. The heating chamber can become very hot and can potentially burn your fingers. Wait about an hour after vaping before you start to clean the device. That way you won't have to wear oven mitts when handling your vape.
2. Go ahead and take your dry herb vaporizer apart. The smaller pieces can fall away and get lost if you're not careful, so grab a paper towel to place them on until they're ready to get cleaned up.
3. Using a soft bristle brush or pipe cleaner soaked in isopropyl, gently remove any dust or debris from the heating chamber. This will loosen debris so you can wipe it up with a q-tip or cloth.
4. Grab a pin or toothpick to unclog screens. Be gentle, since if you go too hard on the screen it may damage it. Be careful when poking out anything that is clogging your vape's screen.
5. If there is any accumulated residue on the mouthpiece, use a cotton swab to get rid of it, then disinfect with whatever cleansing solution you prefer.
6. All done! Leave pieces out to air dry and once they're good you can reassemble your handheld vape and get back to vaping.
There are so many portable dry herb vapes on the market that there is no "best" product. There is however an elite class of vapes that have distinguished themselves based on performance and vapor quality. Here are three of the top units available:
If you're looking to pack your handheld vaporizer to the brim and not have to think about loading it for the rest of the day, you're in luck. These devices offer larger than usual chambers for your herb or concentrate:
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Exclude IP addresses
Getting unwanted clicks that are costing you? You can take your ads off certain neighborhoods of the Internet map, so to speak, by excluding computer or network IP addresses.
This article explains how to exclude Internet Protocol (IP) addresses by campaign so that all ads in that campaign are blocked from computers and networks associated with those addresses.
Why exclude by IP address
You could exclude specific IP addresses in order to limit showing your ad on particular networks that you believe aren't likely to be used by potential customers.
People working at your company regularly check your website's organic search results, where your ads sometimes show. Since unwanted ad impressions and inadvertent clicks are costly, you decide to exclude your company's network IP address.
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If you're trying to prevent your ads from showing in certain geographical locations, try excluding ads from a geographic location instead of excluding IP addresses.
IP addresses can appear in different versions, so make sure you use all versions of the IP address you'd like to exclude.
The new Google Ads experience is now the exclusive way for most users to manage their accounts. Note, automatic targeting is only available in the new Google Ads experience.
Before you begin
IP exclusions aren't available for video campaigns or any of these marketing objectives or campaign types:
"Display Network only" marketing objectives
- Install your mobile app
- Engage with your mobile app
- Ads in mobile apps
Campaign types
- Search Network with Display Select - Standard
- Search Network only - Standard
- Display Network only - Standard
- Display Network only - Install your mobile app
- Display Network only - Ads in mobile apps
How to exclude IP addresses
- Sign in to your AdWords account at https://adwords.google.com.
- Under the main Campaigns tab, click the Settings tab.
- Click the campaign you'd like to exclude IP addresses from.
- Scroll down to the Advanced settings section, and click the IP exclusions link.
- Click Edit next to "Manage IP exclusions."
- In the box that opens, enter the list of IP addresses you want to exclude. Type just one IP address per line, up to 500 addresses per campaign.
- Click Save.
If you'd like to view or edit the IP address you've excluded for a campaign, return to the Settings tab.
Some large Internet Service Providers (ISPs) assign the same IP address to a large number of computers. If you exclude such an IP address, you could block many legitimate customers from seeing your ads.
How to remove your IP address exclusions
- Follow steps 1-5 (above).
- In the box that opens, remove any IP address exclusions that you don't want to apply.
- Click Save.


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Biceps Curl
Stand with feet shoulder-width apart, knees slightly bent, and abdominal muscles drawn in. With arms straight at your sides and palms facing in toward thighs, hold a 5- to 10-pound dumbbell in each hand. Contract your bicep to bring the right dumbbell up, rotating a quarter turn so your palm is level with and facing your right shoulder. Pause, then slowly lower to starting position; repeat with left dumbbell. Do 3 sets of 15 reps on each side.
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Stand with left foot forward, knees bent. Bend slightly forward at the hips and keep abdominal muscles pulled in toward the spine. Place left hand on left thigh for support and hold a 3- to 5-pound dumbbell in your right hand. Keeping elbow bent, pull right upper arm up and back to almost parallel with the ground. Extend arm straight out behind you. (See photo for proper position.) Squeeze and hold before bringing arm back in to starting position. Do 3 sets of 15 reps on each side.
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Stand up straight with feet shoulder-width apart, knees slightly bent, and abdominal muscles pulled in. Hold a 5- to 10-pound dumbbell in each hand at shoulder height with palms facing forward and elbows pointed down. Press dumbbells directly up over shoulders in line with the body so the weights just touch over your head; keep neck long and shoulders down. Slowly lower dumbbells back to starting position. Do 3 sets of 15 reps.
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Stand with right foot forward, knees bent, and weight evenly distributed on both legs. Hold a 3- to 10-pound dumbbell in your left hand and place right hand on right thigh for support. Bend forward slightly at hips and keep abdominal muscles pulled in toward the spine. Begin with left arm straight, then exhale and bring left elbow straight up, close to the body, until the dumbbell is next to the bottom of your rib cage. Pause, then slowly return to starting position. Do 3 sets of 15 reps on each side.
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Obama shuns emotional rescue
President Barack Obama speaking about Trayvon Martin was connected, heartfelt, deeply personal. Speaking Monday about the ongoing violence in Ferguson, Missouri, he was guarded, reserved and deeply clinical.
Obama didn't reflect that if he had a son, that son would look like Michael Brown, the 18-year-old killed by a police officer in the St. Louis suburb. He didn't point out again that he, like many black men, knew well the experience of being suspiciously followed in a store, or having people lock the doors on their cars when they saw him walking down the street.
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And Obama didn't, as he did just over a year ago, call for a new chapter in a national conversation on race.
( PHOTOS: Scenes from unrest in Ferguson)
At the White House on Monday afternoon, Obama kept his clear emotional distance, saying he understood "the passions and the anger" over Brown's death and that he's "personally committed to changing both perception and reality" about young men of color. But despite speaking at length about Ferguson, as Obama exited the White House briefing room half an hour later, many were left still wanting to hear more.
"It's the president's famous even-handedness," said Paul Butler, a former Justice Department prosecutor who's now a law professor at Georgetown specializing in race and criminal justice. "But when you see black people protesting in the streets like the 1960s, the even-handedness seems inadequate. If Rand Paul is speaking out more forcefully than the first African-American president, then we have a problem."
Obama all but ruled out going to Ferguson himself, announcing that Attorney General Eric Holder would be going there Wednesday. He also did not reveal to the public information that Holder relayed to civil rights groups in a phone briefing just before the president's remarks: The Justice Department investigation is already uncovering information that the local police aren't getting, according to Tanya Clay House of the Lawyers' Committee for Civil Rights Under Law, who was on the call.
( Also on POLITICO: Obama sends Holder to Ferguson)
Holder also announced that in some of the more than 200 interviews DOJ has already conducted, witnesses are giving statements that they were "unwilling to provide to local law enforcement" because of the intense distrust of the Ferguson police, House said.
"There is a distrust, because the people who live there have to deal with law enforcement after everyone leaves," she said.
Obama was briefly back in Washington from his vacation from Martha's Vineyard — for previously scheduled meetings that aides won't provide details on — and after adding a meeting with Holder, White House watchers expected the president to speak on the events in Missouri.
The White House has stressed Obama's level of engagement on the situation in Ferguson for the past week, on every day of his vacation and since he returned to Washington. But on Monday, what struck observers about Obama's comments was what he didn't say — much of anything delving into the pain of the racial divide or the underlying tensions — and what he did — repeatedly calling out what he conceded was a "small minority of individuals" responsible for looting and violence.
( Also on POLITICO: Ferguson poll: Race gap on issues)
While putting distance between himself and Missouri Gov. Jay Nixon's decision to call in the National Guard, Obama seemed to be strategically protecting himself from criticism that he hasn't done anything beyond condemning the violence.
"As Americans, we've got to use this moment to seek out our shared humanity that's been laid bare by this moment. The potential of a young man and the sorrows of parents, the frustrations of a community, the ideals that we hold as one united American family," Obama said, appearing to read from scripted remarks, unlike the extemporaneous remarks he delivered after George Zimmerman's not-guilty verdict, and again calling, as he had in a similarly muted statement last week, for calm.


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6 comments:
- Woodsterman (Odie) said...
I always thought it was "A liberal mind is a wonderful thing to waste."
- July 24, 2013 at 10:18 AM
A-Hah! This explains a LOT. I knew something was up with that fizzler.
As an aside, I'm grateful that this portrait doesn't go Giraldo low, seeing as Matthews is possibly naked...
Dale, so glad to see you're still in the fray! You're NEEDED!!
Ruth in Iowa
- July 25, 2013 at 4:20 AM
- MadJack said...
Awesome as always! Tingles definitely has a mental disorder and now I know what it is called. Thanks Dale! :)
- July 25, 2013 at 7:35 AM
- LL said...
His brain is boiled to the consistency of a basketball.
- July 25, 2013 at 1:25 PM
- Unknown said...
Hi; I'm not good at graphics, but if you know someone who is, here are two suggestions:
1. "It's All In The Family" caption. Archie Bunker's living room. Bill Clinton seated in Archie's Chair with the TV remote. Anthony Weiner as "meathead" with long hair looking at someone on his cellphone. Hillary as Edith standing next to him with a shocked expression on her face as she see's what he's looking at on his cell.
Huma as Gloria the daughter dressed in a heavy burka, holding a Koran cookbook while fixing dinner. It's a thought, run with it.
2. Spidey with George Zimmerman's face and a caption:
"Your friendly neighborhood Zimmerman". It's worth a try.
- July 31, 2013 at 2:29 PM
- Race Bannon said...
I know people who see him around Alexandria - apparently its not an act, he's an obnoxious drunk in real life too...
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It was more than seven years ago that Hofstra softball coach Bill Edwards was leading the Pride to another NCAA Tournament appearance. Having taken over in 1990, Edwards was in the midst of a run that would produced an NCAA-record 11 straight conference tournament titles.
The present was good and there was no reason to think the future wouldn't be better. What Edwards didn't know was the future was in the stands.
Olivia Galati, a native of West Babylon, N.Y., began going to Hofstra softball games with her parents when she was 13. As a promising high school pitcher, she ultimately decided that she wanted to play close to home and joined the team she used to dream of joining on the field.
"It wouldn't have felt right if I went anywhere else," Galati said. "I really felt like I belonged there. It was in my backyard. It was my hometown school."
With one of college softball's most dominant arms, Galati has led her hometown school to its first ever Super Regional, where the Pride (41-13) will play tonight at No. 19 South Florida (45-11) in the first game of a best-of-three series (7:00, ESPNU). Game 2 will be played tomorrow afternoon, with Game 3 to follow, if necessary. The winner will advance to the Women's College World Series.
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"I think we have the one thing you have to have in our game and that's a hot pitcher," said Edwards. "You have to have a kid in the circle that has ice water in her veins and can throw a pitch at any time and hit the spot that has to be hit. When Olivia is on her game, she's like Greg Maddux. She can move the ball a quarter of an inch at any time. She is very special."
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Wednesday, 18 February 2009
Do the British love their children too ?
The truly absurd thing about this is that the distances involved are so short. Sawston to Great Shelford was my commute for nearly two years when I lived in that area. It's a distance of under three miles ( 5 km ). These children should all be able to cycle that distance, and this is where they are really being let down. Why is it that British people put up with conditions on their roads which put their children in danger ?
And as cycling campaigners, where exactly do we expect the next generation of cyclists to come from if children can't ride their bikes such a short distance to school in safety ?
It's a societal problem, not just a cycling problem. And it's not the only societal problem that Britain faces. The UK has the second highest rate of teenage pregnancy in Europe (the USA has a rate much higher again), a high rate of drug abuse, a knife crime problem, a problem with out of control teens, and the highest rate of binge drinking in Europe. There is a relationship between the policies which make for safe cycling and the social policies which lead to a happy childhood. The top four countries for cycling are also the top four for childhood happiness. Compare the experiences of British children with those of Dutch children.
Whether you are British or not, how does your country measure up ? What are your roads for ?
Because the Dutch love their children, they campaigned for them. A 98% reduction in child road deaths has been achieved in the Netherlands.
My rhetorical question received an answer three years after this article was written.
A similar story came up a few months back. If the question in the title sounds vaguely familiar, that's perhaps because it's similar to the one posed in this 1980s pop song.
15 comments:
- Kevin Love said...
In Toronto, children cycling to school is a major element of government policy. The Toronto District School Board just opened a new school, Brookside Public School. On the official TDSB web site it describes it thusly:
"Some of the features that Brookside possesses are a parking lot and bicycle rack area that have been specially designed to encourage walking and bicycle riding to school"
- 18 February 2009 at 02:46
- Adrienne Johnson said...
It happens all over the place. Here is another fine example of taking a reasoned approach and just going with what is easy-
- 18 February 2009 at 04:48
- Bike Jax said...
Perhaps the problem could solved if they were taught how to "drive" their bikes. :-)
- 18 February 2009 at 06:40
- jayjay said...
Sounds like we have very similar issues down here in NZ. Shame that we pick up the BAD with the good when we imitate the UK. David - it's Bike Week here in NZ, and this morning was Bike to Breakfast - given free by the Auckland City Council. Check out Handlebra Easy Rider club blogsite for the two movies at the end and an idea of how it went. We can SOMETIMES look like we encourage biking.
- 18 February 2009 at 06:45
- David Hembrow said...
Kevin: I think it's officially government policy almost everywhere, including the UK. However, it needs to move past the level of initiatives etc. and be reflected in reality. Sadly, Canada isn't doing all that much better than the UK.
Adrienne: Thanks for the link (which is to a school publication using the slogan "go green" while simultaneously banning cycling to school). Get them to watch this video over and over again until they start to get it.
Bike Jax: You and I both know that that wouldn't help :-)
jayjay: I enjoyed your post. I don't remember seeing so many (or any) bikes in Queen Street.
- 18 February 2009 at 08:46
- Abhishek said...
There is an interesting article on Commute by Bike about the same issue: http://commutebybike.com/2009/02/18/ex-husband-prohibits-children-bike-riding/
- 18 February 2009 at 14:12
- David Hembrow said...
Abhishek, I'm not sure it's exactly the same, but it is certainly closely related.
There are some very odd responses to the post you provided the link to. Someone argues that as 60% of head injuries in the US are in car crashes and 3% from bike crashes as if this makes cycling sound safe. However, it's just a ratio of 20:1, while the ratio of journeys by car vs. bike in the US is at a ratio of around 90:1. I wouldn't use that as an argument for cycling being safe...
Americans are just as guilty of "not loving their children" as the British. That's why the streets there are as unsafe as they are (the US figure of 43000 deaths per year is about 14x the UK death rate, but the population is only 5x the size), why street design is all about the car, and why children are mostly kept away from the streets and have so little freedom.
However, it's not just the streets. If you follow the link to the report on childhood happiness, you'll note that while UNICEF put the UK at the bottom of the list of countries rated by child happiness, the US is right down there with the UK at second from the bottom.
- 18 February 2009 at 17:39
- townmouse said...
When children are killed on the road, there's normally enough of an outcry to get speed cameras and other speed-limiting measures put in - which are not cheap. Perhaps if that energy went into campaigning for separated bike and pedestrian paths instead, not only might we get a decent joined up network but the motorists would be happy too as the only thing they seem to loathe more than cyclists are speed cameras.
Of course, that would take a completely different attitude to risk than we have now in the UK so I'm not hopeful...
- 18 February 2009 at 18:19
- le homme au la velo said...
In Ireland most Children are Driven to School either by Cars and 4+4's or Buses,while they Live only up to 3 Kilometre away and could easily Walk or Cycle. A few Chldren do actually Cycle or Walk but these are not many.
Our Cycle Lanes are very Narrow like the UK,so not very Safe for Adults dont mind Children.
- 20 February 2009 at 01:02
- Simon Lee said...
Great post. Have you seen this?
- 20 February 2009 at 11:09
- David Hembrow said...
Thanks for that Simon. Another survey showing fairly similar results. Despite the vagueness of asking people's opinions in these surveys the results are quite consistent.
- 20 February 2009 at 11:39
My comment has less to do with road safety than my 10 year old daughter's strength. We are planning a holiday and she ccommented this morning that she would like to go cycling. What is a safe distance for a fairly fit 10 year old to cycle ? We are looking at a guided tour - gentle hills, quiet roads and a few tracks with lots of stopping to admire the views. The tour is 15km to 20 km and takes about 3 to 4 hours.
- 25 March 2009 at 13:05
- Simon Lee said...
Hi Phillip,
Generally, children can cycle as far as you can (albeit they'll take longer) as long as you can keep them happy. If they get bored they get tired, if they're uncomfortable (eg wet,cold,hungry,thirsty etc) they get tired - otherwise they are amazing machines of perpetual motion.
- 26 March 2009 at 08:19
- Philip said...
Thanks Simon, this is very interesting. We are going "training" at the weekend. My 13 year old did a 30 km (she claims) mountain trek in Chiang Mai recently. The organisers of the excusrsion (in Phuket) say that it is not suitable for under 12s, but I think this may be Thais being ultra cautious. I will see how she goes with distances and some off road tracks. Incidentally, interested in your comments about clinate change. We are also trying to do something here in Thailand but from a very different perspective via the UNFCCC Clean Development Mechanism.
- 27 March 2009 at 01:53
- David Hembrow said...
Simon, Philip,
I've also found our children would cycle quite a long way when young so long as there was sufficient interest in it for them. For instance, one daughter did a 45 km round trip in a day when she was six. The destination was a fair, and there were nice playgrounds on the outbound and return journeys. We didn't hurry, of course, and keep in mind that every child is different.
The route was not hilly. Also this was on a hard tarmac surface. Cycling is a lot slower and a lot more effort on gravel tracks etc. It is possible that the ride you are talking about has an age limit for reasons other than the distance covered.
- 28 March 2009 at 16:07


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The summer of '74 was one of the most blissful David Cristiansen ever spent at the beautiful little former fishing village of Santiago de la Ribera; and there were a good few of those.
Many an afternoon he'd meet up with friends both male and female on the jetty facing his apartment on the Mar Menor, which was more or less deserted after lunch, where they'd listen to Bowie on cassette, or Donny keening
Puppy Love
on a portable phonograph, and generally enjoy being young and carefree in a decade of endless possibilities.
To some youthful Spanish eyes back in '74-'76, David was an almost impossibly exotic figure from what was then the most radical and daring city in Europe, and he played his image up to the hilt. In truth, though, he was barely less sheltered and innocent than they, and how wonderful it felt for him to bask in their soft Mediterranean loveliness for a few brief seasons.
However, a change came over Spain with Franco's passing, and the birth of the so-called Movida, which could be said to be the Spanish equivalent of London's Swinging Sixties revolution. So that, by David's last vacation in La Ribera in the summer of '84, it was he who was in awe of the local youth rather than the other way around. For they seemed so cool to him, dancing their strange jerky chicken wing dance...doubtless to the latest, hippest tunes, such as
Won't You Hold My Hand Now
by King, named after Galway-born front man Paul King.
By then, of course, most of his old friends had vanished into their young adult lives, and his time as the gilded English prince of La Ribera long passed.
He returned to London in late summer '74 with a deep tan and his long hair bleached bright yellow by the sun.
Only days afterwards, he found himself on HMS Ministry, moored then as today on the Embankment near Temple station. This involved his passing through Waterloo mainline station, which wasn't tourist-friendly as it is today, with its cafes and baguette bars, but a dingy intimidating place complete with pub and old-style barber.
There, he was approached by an old sailor who kept going on about how good looking he was; but he was no predator, just a sweet lonely old Scotsman who wanted someone to talk to for a few minutes, and David was happy to oblige.
He even went so far as to agree to a meeting with him the same time the following week, but he had no intention of keeping it. Besides, it wasn't long before HMS Thamesis was on its way to Hamburg, second largest city of Germany and its principle port.
Once they'd arrived, one of the CPOs warned David not to wander around Hamburg alone, for fear of what might happen to such a good looking boy as him.
He duly joined up with a group of about three or four other ratings on his first night ashore; and they headed straight for the Reeperbahn red light district where sights awaited him, some of which he'd almost certainly never suspected of existing before beholding them, and which which were in such stark contrast to the tranquil outer suburbs where he found himself, possibly a day or so later, through a specially organised coach trip.
A contingent of sailors ended up in a park where David had his picture taken - looking forlorn on a bridge - by a reporter for the Surrey Comet, before a group of breathless tittering schoolgirls asked him to join them in some of their own snaps. And on the way back to Thamesis, one of the tars announced he'd been quite a hit with the Hamburg teenyboppers, while another wryly opined:
"It's cos 'e's blond, innit..."
Whatever the truth, their simple unaffected joy of life may have been like a breath of fresh air to David, especially in the light of what girls barely older than they were subjecting themselves to only a short distance away.
Some months later, in what was by then '75, David became a student at Prestlands Technical College which lay, then as now, on the fringes of Weybridge, an affluent outer suburb of South West London.
In semi-pastoral Prestlands, as in his beloved La Ribera, he learned to be a social being after years of near-seclusion, first at Welbourne and then as a home student. So, attention came to be a potent narcotic for him in the mid 1970s.
However, despite constant displays of flamboyant self-confidence, those who tried to get to know to know him on an intimate level found themselves confronted with a paradoxically inhibited individual.
The regular Prestlands Disco was a special event for David. And on one occasion early on in a Disco night, he got up in front of what seemed like the whole college and delivered a solo dance performance to Fair Exchange, opening track to Be-Bop Deluxe's conspicuously literate
Sunburst Finish
, possibly with white silk scarf flailing in the air to frenzied cheers and applause.
On another, a trio of roughs who may have gate crashed the Disco only to see in David the worst possible example of the feckless wastrel student strutting and posturing in unmanly white, took him aside at the end of the night, doubtless intent on a touch of the old ultra-violence:
"Oy you, we bin watchin' you, you're a poof, ain'tcha," he observed.
But David stood his ground, insisting that despite what they may have thought about him, he was just as straight as they. Apparently convinced, they then vanished into the departing crowds after muttering a few dark threats.
'75 again, and David's music, swimming and Martial Arts sessions were no more. But the private lessons continued with Mark, a slim young academic with long darkish curly hair who lived alone but for several black cats in long time Rock star haven Richmond-on-Thames. For as well as being a private tutor, he was a successful session musician who'd go on to play drums for a prestigious British Folk Rock band.
Specialising in the French Symbolist poets, he exerted a strong influence on David in terms of his growing passion for European Modernist art and culture. However, it was the less well known literature of Spain they studied together, from the anonymous 16th Century picaresque novel, Lazarillo de Tormes, and embracing Quevedo, Galdos, Machado, and Lorca.
Mark was also an early encourager of David's writing, a lifelong passion that would degenerate in time into a chronic case of cacoethes scribendi; or the irresistible compulsion to write. As a result of this, he became incapable of finishing a single cohesive piece of writing until well into the eighties when he managed to complete a short story and a novel, both of which he went on to destroy but for a few fragments.
It was hrough Mark that David came under the spell of the Berlin of the Weimar Republic of 1919 to 1933:
After he'd expressed interest in a copy, conspicuously placed in front of him on the desk they shared, of one of Christopher Isherwood's Berlin novels,
Mr Norris Changes Trains
, Mark told him in animated tones that it had inspired the 1972 movie version of the Kander and Ebb musical,
. In fact, while a work of art in its own right written for the screen by Jay Allen, and directed by former dancer Bob Fosse,
had been largely informed by Isherwood's only other Berlin story,
Goodbye to Berlin
later on that year was a life-transforming experience for David, one of only a handful brought about by a film, and the beginning of a near-obsessive preoccupation with the Berlin of the Weimar era.
So much that has become familiar to the West and beyond in the last half-century, from the deconstructive philosophies that dominate our academia, to the theatre of outrage that is the essence of Rock music, pre-existed in some form in the Berlin of the Golden Twenties, during which she existed as the undisputed world epicentre of the Modern impulse.
Under her auspices, great artistic freedom thrived in the shape of - among other era-defining phenomena - the painters of the New Objectivity movement, such as Beckmann, Dix and Grosz, the staccato cabaret-style music of Kurt Weill, Fritz Lang's dystopian
, and the provocative dancing of Cabaret queen Anita Berber. And then there's the notorious sexual liberalism, which, through pictorial depictions of her cabarets and night clubs, has carried a power to shock even as far as the jaded 21st Century.
But beneath the glittering carapace, she bore within her the seeds of her own ruin, for despite the genius that flourished alongside the licentiousness, she was operating largely in defiance of the Judeo-Christian moral values that have long formed the basis of Western society. Given that several other European and American cities were hardly less hysterically dissolute than Berlin, it's little wonder that the key Modernist decade of the twenties has been described by some critics as the beginning of the end of Western civilisation.
In its wake came the Great Depression, the unspeakable horrors of the Second World War, and the collapse of the greatest empire the world had ever seen, all of which were succeeded in turn by the dawning of the Rock and Roll era, and its quasi-religious exaltation of youth, which some critics see as the very triumph of Western decadence.
Decadence...that loaded word had a very special meaning and power for David Cristiansen in the mid 1970s ever since his mother had used it, in fact, in reference to a series of photos of Germany's Weimar era featured in an edition of the Sunday Times magazine:
"Why do people want to be decadent?" She'd asked, as if genuinely concerned for those featured, which of course she was, having been raised in a Salvationist home in the idyllic Vancouver of the 1920s, and therefore imbued for life despite herself with a Christian worldview.
But to David Cristiansen, the answer was obvious, because in his Rock and Roll eyes, decadence was so heavy with the mysteries of the most forbidden sins that he could scarcely wait to become its incarnation; and while he would fall far, far short of his goal, he'd almost die trying to attain it.
David made no less than three sea voyages in '75, two as a civilian and one with the RNR, as well as spending a week with them docked at the Pool of London.
The first of these was to Amsterdam, via Edinburgh and St. Malo, on a three-masted topsail schooner TS Sir Francis Drake of the Society for the Training of Young Seafarers.
Among his shipmates were his 17 year old brother Dany, several young men from Scotland and the north of England, some recent recruits to the RN, and a handful of older "mates" who'd been given authority over the rank and file of deck hands.
In overall charge, though, was the suave Ship's Captain, who also happened to be an alumnus of David's own alma mater of Welbourne.
It was an all-male crew, and David was well-liked at first, even if his popularity faded in time, with a few good pals remaining him, such as the small cherubic southerner with long dark hair worn shoulder length like the young Jack Wilde, who stayed loyal to him after they'd tried to impress a couple of girls together during a brief stay in St Malo, France.
He got on fine with a few of the others, but Jack was a true prince who'd helped him out in his time of need:
What happened is that David had fallen hard for one of the girls, Solange, and was wandering around in a mournful daze after having failed to pluck up the courage to ask her for her address:
"Oh, I really like Solange," he whined, over and over again, but his misery was genuine. That is, until Jack handed him a piece of paper containing Solange's address. It transpired she'd scrawled it down just before leaving them, and for a time, David was drunk with relief at the news, just walking on air, because there was the danger of his coming down with a serious case of lovesickness had she become lost to him forever, but thanks to Jack, he'd found her again.
There were heavy storms, and on at least one occasion, the crew were ordered out of their hammocks in the middle of the night to help trim the sails, and while David took no part in this, he did climb the rigging once, just before the Sir Francis Drake docked at Amsterdam harbour.
Dozens of boys manned the yard arms, to which they were attached by their safety belts alone. David had been determined to make the climb, even though the experience made his legs shake throughout.
The Dutch capital was marked by the same kind of open sexual licence he'd witnessed only the year before in Hamburg, although it seemed to him to lack the German city's sinister vibrancy. Then - just as today - the sad De Wallen red-light district was filled to the brim with hundreds of little illuminated one-room apartments, each with a single woman sitting in clear view of onlookers plying her lonely trade.
As for Edinburgh, just before setting foot in the city for the first time, one of the lads, dressed to the nines himself in the trendiest seventies gear, warned David not to go strutting about Edinburgh town centre in a flashy boating blazer with his long white socks tucked into the same blue jeans he'd worn for sailing. But having only packed a handful of clothes, David was forced to ignore his advice, and, waltzing some time later into an inner city pub in broad daylight, a grinning hard man with long reddish curly hair asked him something along the lines of:
"Are you frae Oxford, son?"
Perhaps he was aware of the great university's reputation for producing flaming aesthetes like Brideshead's Anthony Blanche, but it's doubtful. However, it may have been touch and go for a while as to whether he was going to inflict some serious damage on David's angelic English face; but in the end he left him be. He may even have admired his chutzpah; and there seemed to be something about David...some mysterious protective force that repelled physical violence.
Within a few weeks of returning to London by train from Edinburgh, David and Dany were off to sea again, this time as part of the Mariners' Club of Great Britain, bound for the Baltic coast of Denmark by way of Germany's Kiel Canal. And while they were once more supervised by "mates" under the command of a Ship's Captain, the Mariners' utilised modern yachts rather than traditional tall ships.
The Cristiansens were quick to recruit a good looking young guy called Cy from Wotton-under-Edge in Gloucestershire as their best pal and confidante for the trip. It turned out they'd actually met him some ten years previously while passing through Calpe, Spain, either on their way to or from their grandmother Mary's home on the Costa Brava.
Soon after setting foot on Danish soil they got talking to a couple of girls who, as might be expected, had natural golden blonde hair, but their efforts at romance were wholly innocuous, despite the reputation Scandinavians had in those days for progressive sexual attitudes.
A less pleasant romantic episode took place towards the end of the trip, which saw David in pursuit of a pretty German girl called Ulrike. He was crazy for her, and she made it pretty clear she liked him too, and yet he'd senselessly sidelined her for the sake of a night of drunken idiocy with his brother and Cy, perhaps expecting her to run after him or something.
Suddenly overtaken by sickly pangs of remorse, he set out to find her; and at some point during his quest, while walking along some kind of wooden pontoon, he lost his footing and fell fully clothed into the waters of what must have been the Kiel Canal.
He was a pathetic figure the next day, with his fancy dandy clothes all laid out on deck...and at some point something approximating the following conversation took place:
"What happened last night?" the captain breezily asked him.
"Well," he hazarded in response, "I was looking for this girl and..."
"You live in a dream world, David."
Indeed he did, and self-sabotage was fast becoming one of his specialities.
Also during that summer, David attempted to pass what is known as the AIB - or Admiralty Interview Board - with a view to qualifying as a Supply and Secretariat officer in the Royal Navy.
Up to this point, he'd not had any ambitions beyond becoming a celebrity, or rather major Rock and Roll star. And to this end, he'd made countless recordings of himself singing and playing his own simple songs on a series of portable cassette tape recorders. And all too often, these sessions culminated in a full-on tantrum, such as the time he hurled a newly purchased machine against his bedroom wall, totalling it instantly.
So he took the train from Hampton Court to London Waterloo; and thence to the south coast of England, to spend three days within the gates of HMS Stirling, a shore-based specialist training centre in Gosport, Hampshire, attending various examinations and interviews intended to assess his potential as a future naval officer.
His father was delighted at this unexpected turn of events, little suspecting that in his desire to join the Senior Service, he was driven not by any selfless instinct to serve, so much as a vision of a privileged existence of refinement and elegance. And if this sounds distinctly Wildean for a mid 1970s youth, then it was perfectly in keeping with what we've learned of David so far.
For while he'd been a scruffy feisty jack the lad male in his adolescence, around about the time of his 17th birthday, he fell under the spell of Glam Rock, as well as a narcissistic regard for his own image. And about a year after that, started to move away from the gaudiness of Glam towards a fascination for those artists whose rebellion against middle class respectability manifested itself as dandyism, or the tendency to ostentatiously over-dress. And this they invariably combined with that typical corollary of dandyism, decadence.
They included poets Charles Baudelaire, who affected dandyism in the Paris of the 1840s, Jean Cocteau, whose youthful playground was the Paris of the so-called Belle Epoque, and the aforesaid Oscar Wilde, whose delight it was to scandalise the late Victorian bourgeoisie of the London of the 1880s and '90s.
Thence, David arrived at HMS Stirling as an immaculate aesthete. Doubtless complete with foundation style make up and some blusher and eye shadow, where most of the other candidates might have favoured standard issue jumbo collared shirts and great billowing flared trousers.
His foppish attire was compounded by a face that would have made him a perfect choice for a casting director scouting around for someone to play Dorian Gray in yet another celluloid version of Wilde's only novel. By the same token, he could have played Waugh's Sebastian Flyte with no less facility...or Highsmith's Dickie Greenleaf...or any number of kindred idle male beauties. But the role of a naval officer was clearly way beyond him, and it wouldn't be long before he'd provoked someone of a more serious cast of mind to irritation.
The "someone" in question turned out to be a Northern lad with a little hint of a moustache who, finding David putting the final touches to his toilette before some assignment or another in front of a handy looking glass, felt moved to remind him:
"Its not a fashion parade, mate!"
He wouldn't be joining David at the disco that night, or any other night for that matter; but you couldn't fault his dedication, nor his powers of observation.
Two guys were eventually persuaded to keep him company, but their hearts weren't in it, and they sensibly returned to base for an early night, leaving David alone at the disco, where he befriended a shy young woman with short golden curls by the name of Shirlee, with whom he spoke about the AIB, and his fear of failing.
"Oh, you'll pass," she told him with a reassuring smile.
But if she'd looked a little closer at his wardrobe, with its boating blazers and striped college ties, and shoes fit for the Charleston rather than the Latin Hustle, she might not have spoken so confidently. For, far from bespeaking the status of the perpetual high achiever, they may have constituted a disguise, distinctly overdone, and donned daily by an individual who'd tasted failure too many times for one of such tender years.
When David finally returned to Stirling himself, he was shocked to discover that her main entrance had been locked and was now being manned by an armed guard.
As the young man set about trying to make contact with his superiors, he must have wondered what kind of person returns to base in the small hours, dressed to the nines, while in the midst of three days of tests and interviews that were supposedly vital to his future career. But he gave no indication of it.
And in time, his efforts were successful, so that shortly afterwards, a sheepish David Cristiansen was forced to pass through an officer's mess in order to reach his room. And after briefly exchanging pleasantries with its airily affable occupants, he retired for the night.
As might be expected, David failed in his noble attempt at passing the AIB, and never did get to wear a naval officer's uniform.
Perhaps he'd have stood a better chance if just for once he'd done the right thing and gone to bed early rather than rave it up at the disco in all his finery, but then again perhaps not. For after all, few if any naval officers have been historically selected on the basis of how good they look in a well-cut uniform.
Like all dandies he could be said to have partaken to some degree of the nature of the infamous Biblical character Absalom, about whom it was said in 2 Samuel 14: 25:
"But in all Israel there was none to be so much praised as Absalom for his beauty: from the sole of his foot even to the crown of his head there was no blemish in him."
And yet, Absalom's flawless beauty was ill-matched by a vain and reckless character which ultimately secured his ruin. As to David, despite exceptional artistic gifts, he'd spend much of his early adult life trying to find a place for himself in the world with little real success. And on those precious few occasions when those gifts came close to fulfilling his lifelong dreams of fame and glory, all too often, he mysteriously sabotaged his chances. It was as if despite his endless self-promotion, he felt that failure was all he deserved; and so failure became his destiny.
The summer of '75 also saw David spending a week with the RNR in the Pool of London, a stretch of the Thames lying between London Bridge and Rotherhithe.
Halfway through the week, he decided to attend a nearby club known as the Little Ship, which he knew for a fact to be hosting a discotheque. For oh how he loved to dance - quite alone - to the sweetest Soul music, for Soul it was still known in '75, as opposed to Disco.
And Disco he came to associate with a commercialised form he saw as closer to pure Pop than Soul. And which was epitomised at its best by the Bee Gees' soundtrack to
Saturday Night Fever
, which he rated quite highly as he'd come to recall, and its worst by the infamous Disco novelty song.
And so dressed in a white open neck shirt worn sporting style with striped boating blazer and white trousers and shoes, he made his way to the Little Ship alone.
Once he'd had a drink or two, and the Soul had seeped through to his bones, he hit the dance floor possibly with a cigarette smouldering elegantly in his hand, and he was in his element. But within a short time of his having done so, the up tempo songs gave way to a long series of slow tunes, and he began to scan the departing dancers for a partner.
Soon his unfeasibly long-lashed blue eyes fell upon a slim girl with a head of bobbed curls of a striking yellowy blonde, who was frantically shooing her friend away in order to make room for David; and he walked up to her and asked her to dance. She agreed, and they danced, wordlessly, for what must have been a full half hour, until, exhausted, David's new found companion informed him she had to rejoin her friend, which she did, leaving David at a loss as to what to do next.
The bond had been broken. But then, as they'd not exchanged a word despite having been intimately locked together for aeons, there'd barely been one to begin with. And then he spied her at the bar, conversing with her friend, and he acted cool towards her, as she did him, and they made no effort to approach each other, and the moment was gone for good.
Perhaps David then returned to the floor to dance alone as he'd done earlier, like some kind of Mod, lost in a narcissistic reverie.
But David was no refugee from an age when peacock males were supposed to have been more interested in their beautiful images than any romantic experience with a woman. For later that night, while a power boat was ferrying him out to his ship in the glittering Pool of London, he announced to one of the officers onboard:
"I'm in love!"
At which point the officer, a tall languorously elegant man with a charming, approachable manner, graciously replied:
"That's good news."
But if he'd divined the condition of the handsome sailor's soul, he'd have spoken differently. Yes, David was in love, but his love was nowhere to be seen, and he'd returned from his night of dancing desperate to be reunited with the slim blonde angel he'd held so close for a blissfully brief thirty minutes or so, only to lose her forever.
But that was David, and he'd be back on that disco floor again before too long, risking his heart again before too long, dying a little of his solitude again before too long. And oh how he loved to dance.
Since 1974, David had worshipped at the altar of those artists who had either immediately predated the age of Modernism or been part of its Banquet Years, and beyond into the Golden Twenties and so on.
However, in '76, a gaudy new era started to influence the way he dressed and acted, and for much of that year, he dressed down in a workmanlike uniform of red windcheater, white tee-shirt and cuffed jeans as worn by '50s icon James Dean in
Rebel Without a Cause
Dean had died a week to the day before David was born in late 1955, and the 20th anniversary of his death appeared to exert a strong influence on rising Pop stars such as John Miles and Slik's Midge Ure.
Slik were one of the biggest bands in Britain in '76, sporting an image somewhat suggestive of Rebel or some other lesser fifties delinquent movie; while Miles' first album, which featured a Dean-like photo of the gifted young singer-songwriter on the front cover, was actually named Rebel.
As entranced as David was by the fifties, there were still times when he reverted to the old escapist dandy image he'd adopted in defiance of what he saw as the leaden drabness of post-Hippie Britain, while discovering Modernist giants such as Baudelaire, Wilde, Gide, and Cocteau for the first time.
One of these occasions came during the dying days of a famous long hot summer, when he wore top hat and tails and his fingernails painted bright red like some kind of hellish vision from Weimar Berlin to a party hosted by a friend from Prestlands.
It was mid-September, and David would have been at sea at the time, serving as Able Seaman David Cristiansen on the minesweeper HMS Kettleton.
A day or so afterwards, there was an accident involving Kettleton and a far larger ship, which resulted in the loss of twelve men, most of whom he knew personally. Of the twelve who didn't survive, David knew three quite well, and they were all men of remarkable generosity of spirit and sweetness of disposition, and it broke his heart to think of what happened to them.
He so wanted to comfort his shipmates for their loss, to bond with them and be part of what they were going through. He wanted to have survived like them; and he went over it all again and again in his mind, but the fact remained he'd taken the easy way out, and it troubled him.
And it was as if the world took a darker turn for David Cristiansen, as the following year was marked by the irruption into the British cultural mainstream of Punk.
From its London axis, it spread like a raging plague, even infecting the most genteel suburbs with an extreme and often horrifying sartorial eccentricity, which, fused with a defiant DIY ethic and a brutal back-to-basics brand of hard-driving Rock produced something utterly unique even by the standards of the time.
David was assaulted for the first time by the monstrous varieties of dress adopted by the early Punks while strolling along the Kings Road the morning after a party in what may have been January 1977, and it would only be a matter of time before he too hoped to astound others the way they'd done him.
However, for most of '77, he dressed in a muted form which first took shape as a pair of cream brogue winkle pickers. And which he went on to supplement with black slip-ons with gold side buckles, mock-crocodile skin shoes with squared off toes, and a pair of black Chelsea boots. All perilously pointed; in fact so much so that within a year or so, they'd finish up being jettisoned into the murky black waters of the Thames.
His new look evolved by degrees at the endless series of parties he attended as one after the other of his old Welbourne pals celebrated their 21st in houses and apartments in various corners of trendy West and Central London.
Of all of these, he was perhaps closest with future oil magnate Chris, who was still finding his feet in London's most exalted social circles. These included Adrian Proust, a friend of Chris' from the north of England who forged cutting edge images for some of the most powerful trendsetters in Rock music.
David joined them a couple of times at Maunkberry's in Jermyn Street; and apart from the Sombrero in High Street Ken, it was the classiest club his suburban eyes had ever seen.
Being the suburbanite he was, he thought the style that dominated London's club land was somehow Punk-related, but he was way off the mark. While it was the antithesis of the hippie look that was still widespread throughout the UK, it was deployed not as a gesture of violent social dissent, but for posing and dancing to the sweetest Soul music.
It was partly the realm of the Soul Boys, whose love of Black Dance music was a legacy of the Mods and Skins that preceded them.
Yet while the Soul Boys were largely working class hard nuts from various dismal London suburbs, some Soul lovers were in fact not Soul Boys at all, so much as elegant trendies. But with a penchant for floppy college boy fringes, plaid shirts worn over plain white tee-shirts, straight leg jeans, and the by now obligatory winkle pickers. And these were the kind to be found at such sumptuous places as the Sombrero.
The Soul Boys also favoured the wedge haircut, which could be worn with streaks of blond or red or even green, brightly-coloured peg-top trousers and winkle pickers or plastic beach sandals.
Speaking of the wedge, it was taken up at some point in the late 1970s by a faction of Liverpool football fans who'd developed a taste for European designer sportswear while travelling on the continent for away matches. Thence, the Casual subculture was spawned.
And its passion for designer labels persisted well into the 2010s, being manifest in every small town and shopping mall throughout the land.
By the summer, David was working as a sailing instructor in Palamos on Spain's Costa Brava, but he wasn't the greatest teacher and his heart wasn't really in it, and he was eventually dismissed. But instead of heading straight back to London, he chose to stay on in Palamos, perhaps parading around town by day, while spending many an evening at the Disco dancing most memorably to Donna Summer's
A Love Trilogy
As much as he loved the party life, what he wanted most of all was to enjoy it as a successful working actor like golden boys Peter Firth and Gerry Sundquist, both of whom found fame on the stage before branching out into movies and TV, although Firth had begun his acting life as a child star.
The problem was, he wasn't really cut out for the task. Granted, he had the pretty boy looks, but very few actors, or even musicians, become truly successful on the strength of looks alone, and this was especially true of the seventies, an age without MP3s or My Space or endless TV talent showcases.
He'd had no acting experience to speak of, except a handful of roles at Welbourne, all but one of which involved him wearing women's clothing.
The first was in Max Frisch's The Fire Raisers, which saw him standing stock still as an old woman for a few brief minutes without uttering a single word.
The second, in a short play by George Bernard Shaw called
Passion, Poison and Petrifaction
, saw him clomping around as a household maid in dress and studded military boots, and each time he spoke in the falsetto he'd selected for the part, the house erupted.
A third garnered some praise from one of the cadets for a convincing performance as a Holly Golightly style socialite; while his only male role was as psychopath Alec in a little known Agatha Christie one-acter called
The Rats
, one of whose key lines was:
"Darlings, how devastating!"
And if the praise of the college nurse was anything to go by, it showed real promise:
"What are you going to do with your life, David? You're a good actor..."
But when all's said and done, he was hardly a National Youth Theatre wunderkind. And in terms of his other "talents", he'd written a few simple songs on the guitar, but he still couldn't play bar chords. Although he managed a passable take-off of Sinatra.
While as a would-be writer, he'd filled countless pages with endlessly corrected notes, but there was nothing tangible to show for it all. It could hardly be said then that his future positively glittered before him.
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