text: Two New Board Members Tackle Sustainability and Social Justice March 7, 2018 NYC's Billion Oyster Project Announces Two New Board Members Who Tackle Environmental Sustainability and Social Justice Hand-in-Hand New York, NY, March 7, 2018: Dr. Ayana Elizabeth Johnson, founder and president of Ocean Collectiv, and Kate Orff, founder and principal of SCAPE Landscape Architecture, join Billion Oyster Project's Board of Directors, helping to restore 1 billion oysters to New York Harbor by the year 2035. Dr. Ayana Elizabeth Johnson is a marine biologist and founder of the consulting firm Ocean Collectiv; and Kate Orff is a landscape architect and founder of SCAPE, an award-winning landscape architecture firm based in Manhattan. "We are so excited to welcome two of the leading women working on solutions for how humans can live sustainably on this planet for generations to come," says Murray Fisher, Chair of the Board of Directors. "Their expertise and commitment to both environmental sustainability and social justice is a perfect fit for the Billion Oyster Project where our goal is to create a worldwide model for uniting marine restoration and education for large-scale, long-term change." A Brooklyn native, Dr. Johnson is Founder and President of Ocean Collectiv, a strategy consulting firm that supports clients in "advancing ocean sustainability, grounded in social justice." Previously, as Executive Director of the Waitt Institute, Dr. Johnson co-founded the Blue Halo Initiative, leading the Caribbean's first successful island-wide ocean zoning effort. Her work resulted in the protection of a third of Barbuda's coastal waters. She also volunteered as Co-Director of Partnerships for the March for Science, building a coalition of over 300 organizations that inspired over 1 million people globally to march in support of science-based policy-making. Prior, Dr. Johnson held policy positions in the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration (NOAA) and the Environmental Protection Agency (EPA), and is currently an adjunct professor at New York University. Dr. Johnson earned a BA from Harvard University in Environmental Science and Public Policy, and a Ph.D. from Scripps Institution of Oceanography in marine biology, with a dissertation on the ecology, socio-economics, and policy of sustainably managing coral reefs. The fish trap she invented to reduce the catch of non-target species won the Rare/National Geographic Solution Search. Dr. Johnson's work has been featured in The New York Times, The Atlantic, The Guardian, and Nature magazine. Her op-eds have been published in LA Times, The Guardian, and The New York Times, and and she is a frequent blogger on National Geographic and Scientific American. She envisions and works toward a healthy ocean that supports food security, economies, and cultures. "For years, I have admired the Billion Oyster Project's work to restore our harbor, train diverse next-generation ocean leaders, and educate New Yorkers about our coastal ecosystems," says Dr. Johnson. "I'm thrilled to be joining the board." Kate Orff is the founder and principal of SCAPE Landscape Architecture. She focuses on applying landscape architecture to mitigate the effects of climate change and address issues of environmental and social justice. She presently works closely with the Billion Oyster Project on The Living Breakwaters Project, a multi-year initiative to construct oyster reefs that will help to protect Staten Island from storm surge. Ms. Orff was the first winner of the MacArthur Genius Award / Fellowship in the field of Landscape Architecture (awarded in 2017). She was named a 2012 United States Artist Fellow and an Elle Magazine "Planet Fixer" and presented at the International TEDWomen Conference in 2010. SCAPE's work has been featured on the cover of Landscape Architecture Magazine and in The New York Times, The New Yorker, and The Economist, among other publications. In addition to running SCAPE, Ms. Orff is Director of Columbia University GSAPP's Urban Design Program and an Associate Professor. Her studio and seminar classes "aim to discover new ways of integrating social life, infrastructure, urban form, biodiversity, and community-based change." Ms. Orff graduated with a bachelor's degree in Political and Social Thought from the University of Virginia with Distinction, and she earned a Master in Landscape Architecture from the Graduate School of Design at Harvard University. "As a new board member, I'm thrilled to be able to strengthen and structure what has been a long-term engagement with Billion Oyster Project—alternately as a collaborator, workshop leader, and supporter since the organization's founding," says Ms. Orff. "I deeply believe in the work of Billion Oyster Project—it offers a pathway toward a future with engaged, committed stewards working together to create a more resilient and biodiverse coastal landscape." Dr. Johnson and Ms. Orff join Billion Oyster Project as the project gears up to plant millions more oysters this spring and serve more NYC schools in the coming school year. A full list of Billion Oyster Project board members is available here. CONTACT For media inquiries, please contact: Jennifer Ballesteros: firstname.lastname@example.com 212.458.0800, ext 6516 ABOUT BILLION OYSTER PROJECT Launched in 2014, Billion Oyster Project is an ecosystem restoration and education movement aimed at restoring one billion live oysters to New York Harbor by the year 2035. With the ability to filter water, provide habitat for many marine species, and help shield NYC shorelines from storm damage, oysters have the power to protect life in and out of the water. To date, Billion Oyster Project has planted 25 million oysters so far, engaging 6,000+ students, 9,000+ volunteers, and 60+ NYC restaurant partners. The project's hands-on science and restoration curriculum is taught at 70 schools across the city. To follow the journey toward 1 billion oysters restored, subscribe to Billion Oyster Project's e-newsletter at bit.ly/bopnews, and follow @billionoyster on Twitter and Instagram and @billionoysterproject on Facebook. Tweet Older Post Newer Post


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Tick, tock, tick, tock. The sound of the grandfather clock chimed from the across the hall as she sat at the very head of the dining table; Nadiya decided to keep Poison closed today, she was convinced that it would be safer for everyone if she did so. It took a lot of convincing, for two reasons alone - Poison was her way of keeping afloat financially and to close for one night meant that she would be missing out on quite a lot of money, and secondly; many of the women that worked for her, typically had nowhere else to go and opted to stay in their rooms. Thus, on evenings like this, she had to kick some to the curb just because she could not be trusted when it came to blood; after all, no one ever went out of just one pint of beer, so why the willpower to stop after one pint of blood. The whole rule was ludacris for her, but she also knew why she she had to stick to it; anymore than said blood, always sent her down a very dark path - Diya could not control the urges, the temptations to take more than what was needed to survive. In fact, on almost every feed since she had arrived in Evermore, she had to organise babysitters to make sure that she stopped and to stand in to do whatever was necessary to stop her from talking yet another life.
Nadiya allowed her fingers to drum upon the wooden table as her hazel eyes remained on the front door; he was late which was surprising and completely unacceptable in her eyes. Of course, she knew he had other responsibilities that weren't her - he had his guard duties as well as the Therian boy that seemed to have won him over years go; yet, she only asked for him once a month and he couldn't even do that for her. She could slowly feel the burn itch at the back of her throat as she stood rather abruptly, the feet of the chair screeched along the floor as she did so; Diya wasn't known for her patientness, and he knew that - this would be on him. The Valkyr proceeded to grab her leather jacket, her heels clicked on the flooring which echoed around her empty house; she had never noticed just how eerie her house was until it was empty. She glanced back into the emptiness before allowing the night air to engulf her; Diya didn't have a particular place or person in mind, she just needed to find someone who would satisfy her needs. Which, if she was completely honest with herself, that could almost be anyone - she wasn't necessarily picky when it came to who she fed from.
Diya stalked the thriving streets of Evermore, yet she kept her head down; she wanted to rely on her sense of smell alone, rather than simply going for someone who was visually attractive. It wasn't surprising that she picked up a particular scent fairly quickly, and instinctively, her predator turned on; Diya sunk further into the shadows which she wore as a second coat as she followed the petite blonde down the street - it seemed she was leaving the city. This worked in Nadiya's favour as it would make it incredibly easy to pull the girl away. She waited for a few moments after they left the heart of the city before making her move; the girl was just as petite as she, thus the fight between the two was pathetic - Diya overpowering the blonde. A sinister smile found her lips as she pinned the frightened girl to a tree. "Shh" Diya cooed deductive, before humming a soothing nursery rhyme which she could barely remember her Mother doing when she was a child. With each note, she lowered her head closer to the girls pulse before eagerly sinking her teeth into the fragile flesh. The Valkyr's eyes rolled back in pleasure as the sweet poison ran down the back of her throat; it was as sweet as a honey upon her taste buds. Diya tightened her grasp on the girl who continued to thrash against her; yet with each passing moment, the strength in her fight was dying. It was in that moment that Nadiya could feel her sense of humanity leaving her.
Diya was too distracted to sense another soul which approached her quickly, and rather suddenly; it wasn't until her back hit the ground that she was brought somewhat back to reality - despite the craze which was happening with her. The predator had now become the prey as a set of teeth clamped down upon her shoulder which caused her to roar out; the simple bite to her shoulder weakened her suddenly. "Therian" She grunted through gritted teeth, the poison weakened her body rather quickly as the therian dragged her off into the shadows which she would normally consider her home.
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Since joining the guard Damien's life had been far from easy. Always on the go. The life typical life of a Ailward guard member. Being sent on missions here there and everywhere. Covering up different situations, clean ups. Eliminating any possible risks before it could get out of hand. Ensuring that the secret of supernatural is kept safe far away from the human eye. Years back Damien used to be sent on many missions, the time when the guard was big in numbers. Yet now there few so few of them. Kept back from being sent on dangerous meetings, not wanting to lose any more people. Since the downfall of the Isle of Skye. Damien never thought that when he'd went on assignment he'd fall in love, gain a boyfriend but end up losing him almost soon as it happened. Yet he'd kept it all a secret from everybody when he'd come back just making some white lies to why he'd spent longer than he should have. During that time Damien had forgotten about his life long devotion to the guard just for that time. To what a normal life without all supernatural drama till it all came back to haunt him.
In the years Damien spent trying to move on and get his mind off from Arwyn, he'd met the woman who had turned him here in Evermore. At first Damien was pissed off, upset and suppressing his anger. All the built up feelings of abandonment that he'd been feeling his whole life same to the surface. Damien let Nadiya have her say why she choose to leave him, hearing why she did what she did. Both coming from dark pasts, survivors in their own ways. Coming back up from dark times. Forming a mother son relationship. Nadiya was the mother that Damien never had. Both there for each other. Damien told her of all that happened between him and Arwyn, she was the shoulder to cry on after his heartbreak. Helping him through it. Damien was the one who helped Nadiya each month for when she would need to feed, monthly consumption of blood. The guard had helped him how to sustain his cravings but for Nadiya it was different. She needed someone there to make sure she didn't lose control for her monster self taking over.
Damien used to find making time for Nadiya easier before. Spending his free time at the brothel that she'd owned. Even if it was really his type of place, he'd just go to spend time with Nadiya whilst she was at work. Maybe his eyes would occasional linger but nothing was never anything serious. She'd always joke saying he was still pining over his ex. Truthfully he was, it pained him more knowing that Arwyn was here in the city. Yet still clear on saying that were was nothing between them, confusing and paining Damien. Now he was splitting his time more with his guard duties taking up most of his time. With his new, higher up responsibilities. Being promoted to Malva's own personal guard. His duty to protect her. Going everywhere she goes, ensuring no harm goes to her. Most of all making sure she gets up to no trouble which most of time with the issue. Not making it easier for Damien. Forever chasing her about, avoiding getting hexed.
Forgetting the time having been running some errands for Malva, Damien had almost forgotten that tonight was the night of each night he'd had plans. It was Nadiya's day she'd need to feed. Making a pact that he'd be there go with her each time. Yet late was what he was. Finding himself hurrying over to Nadiya's place in hope that she'd waited for him knowing that he'd probably be running late. Arriving at Nadiya's home, Damien let himself in knowing it was the night that she'd close the place early. Using the key she'd given him he'd went on in, expecing, hoping he'd see the Valkyr waiting there for him. With her eyes almost rolling with his lateness but there was no sign of her. Nobody home. "Nadiya!" The curly haired Valkyr called through the house his voice later turning more worried, sensing knowing she'd gone without him. "Shit" He cursed already blaming himself for being late, worried for what she may do with the bloodlust.
Fleeing the house he went in search for Nadiya hoping to find her before it's too late. Thinking that she'd probably go to the outskirts of the city where they normal went to. Using the shadows to help him. It went too long till he pictured up on something that could be Nadiya. Using his advanced hearing he picked up on a girl screaming but the screams being hushed. Smelling blood. He was too late, Damien hurried up it no use. Coming to a scene it wished he'd not see. A young girl lying on the floor unconscious with bite marks to the neck. Checking her pulse luckily for him it was still strong so she was still alive. Yet there was no sign of Nadiya but she was here. Where was she? The Valkyr closed his eyes, concentrating trying to pick up on anything. Picking up something he'd not expected, a Therain. Yet it smelt like a rogue on. Looking down at the floor by the uncoisus girl he'd noticed the ground looking strange. Crouching down he looked to get a better look noticing track marks. There was a struggle of some sort. Not in his favour. Fear filled Damien's eyes, thinking of the worse. "Nadiya!" The Valkyr gasped, he was too late. Something's happened to here. "Nadiya!" He yelled loudly hoping to hear something but there was silence. Using his tracker abilities Damien went in search for his maker whose been kidnapped by a Therian. Hoping to pick up on some scent that would lead him to them, hoping no harm have been done to her. He'd never forgive himself as Damien wasn't there for her. He was late, breaking his promise.
The pain was something that she could never imagine, nor ever describe to another being; of course, she knew that a Therian bite could not kill her, but the as the poison filtered through her veins, she suspected that Death would be much kinder to her than this. It angered her greatly, that she was unable to fight back, to take the Therian down because under any other circumstance, she, without a doubt could handle herself, and it would have been the Therian whimpering away with it's tail between it's leg; that was if she allowed the beast to live. Yet there she was, being dragged by the wrist, her body sweating in pain as it remained limp; she wondered if this was it - if this was where she would meet her end, after all, she was very well aware of the shenanigans which were happening in the city which could not be explained. In fact, she had to hire more security for Poison, in case any fights broke out within the Brothel, thus, her mind, despite being frantic, wondered just how long this man would allow her to live before taking her life. Or would he simply just hold her prisoner, it was well known that time had a habit of repeating itself; perhaps, he was some distant relative of Frank - who was her first kill - and he simply wanted revenge on his death rather than protect the girl who she was feeding from.
Nadiya could sense her vision blurring, the stars in the night sky began to blend deeply with the black sea above her; she had lost a sense of time and direction as the Therian took her to his lair, and sooner rather than later, she found that she had lost all sense of consciousness as her body became too overwhelmed by the poison which was trainting her bloodstream. Eventually, her eyes slowly fluttered open, the darkness that she graciously welcomed soon disappearing around her; it took a few moments to adjust to the light and to the scene before her; confusion was quick to set in as she witness the bars which surrounded her - the sound of constant dripping in the background. Where was she? Diya knew the poison was very much in her system, and she doubted she had been knocked out for more than a few hours, therefore, she weakly dragged herself on the very damp floor to the bars, to see that she was not alone - there were other creatures, much like herself in other cells who looked just how she felt. The Valkyr groaned and fell backward, her fingers rushed through her hair as her foggy mind trying to find some coherence; which when it found some, it automatically rushed to Damien.
Of course, she was still very much annoyed that he had been there for her when she needed him - it had been very clear that they were to meet tonight for her feed; after all, she had even placed the event on his phone, so he would have definitely got the reminder - yet she knew, he had other responsibilities now, much to her dismay. Diya had noticed that he spent the majority of his time with the guard now, and often suspected that it was to take his mind off of his ex-lover, Arywn? She could never remember the boys name, but she certainly was not a fan of him for breaking Damien's heart. Either way, both of those two things consequently lead her son-like figure to spend less to with her, which like every Mother - she had to expect and accept, but it didn't mean she liked it. As she sat upon the ground, the dampness soaking up into her trousers, she wondered where Damien was, would he still be doing his duty with his fellow guards? Would he be chasing down the boy who was not worthy of his time? Or did he actually remember that she needed him tonight? She hoped it was the latter, and she hoped that he was out looking for her, but that still didn't sit easy with her - this therian was on a rampage, but the look of it and thus, didn't care who he captured.
Nadiya used the back of her sleeve to wipe away the dried blood upon her sleeve as she noticed a shadow move in the holding cell beside her wich peaked her interest; it reminded her of her own shadow powers, which she could eventually use once the poison had left her system. "H-Hey." She weakly groaned, as the side of her head rested against the metal bar. "Where a-are we?"
Maybe he was taking on more than he could chew. So many different jobs and responsibilities, Damien didn't even know where to start. His loyalties always lie with the guard as they were the ones who'd given him a second chance. The only time he'd felt like he'd belonged, part of a family. Yet a more bigger crazy one than he'd expected. Being promoted to Malva's personal guard when the thing or whatever happened went bad so fast. Truthfully Damien did enjoy and appreciate it all, wanting to be part of the guard more. Maybe it was an excuse to keep himself busy, years he spent trying to forget about his heartbreak with Arwyn. Yet he felt that he was back to square one with Arwyn being in the same city as he. Not knowing how to wrap his head around it all. Everything in his life was changing, all at a faster place. Some days Damien didn't know where he was. Going to and doing whatever Malva wants. Keeping an eye and protecting her, fifuking in his duties. Dameien did feel bad, knowing he's been neglecting the other important people in his life. There being less time spent around Nadiya. Not spending much time in the 'Pleasure House'. The house did creep him out a big, he wasn't too fond of all that happens on in the place yet he knew that it does happen. Whatever floats people boats and all. It was something that Nadiya enjoys, that's all that matters.
Now Nadiya was missing, Damien was starting to go out of his mind. Not knowing where she is what may happen. Knowing from first hand from personal experience of how bad things can go from a Valkyr suffering from bloodlost, having not fed for a long period of time. Especially when the Valkyr is an old addict. Worried if Nadiya's alter ego self would be taking over, which was not a good thing. Worried to think he wouldn't get back to her in time. Blaming himself, Damien knew he should of been there. He'd promised her now he's broken it because he forgot himself. Being too busy, forgetting these days what day it was. Let alone when he'd made plans to meet or do something. Part of him was contemplating whether to go and get help from people back in the manor. It'll be a lot easier and quicker to find her with more tracker specialists like him. Yet he knew that would be a bad idea all together. They'd only find and think of her as a threat. Since part of his past duties was to find rogue vampires and put an end to them. Damien not wanting that to happen to Nadiya. She was his maker, his sire, the only mother figure he'd ever had.
It was his own fault that something bad happened to her because he wasn't there, so it's his duty to go and find her. Only hoping that he'll be able to find her before it's too late. The only thing that Damien had to go by from her scent, a scent he knew well. Trying to pick up on her scent was proving to me more difficult. All mixed up with different scents, almost throwing him off, a tracker biggest problem. Making him need to have more haste in trying to find her. Picking up on what trails was left behind, using his Valkyr abilities using his superspeed. Trying to hurry up, lucky that not much time was between what happened to him. Soon the sent lead him to a cave type thing. Damien took a deep breath focusing on shadowmelding, melding into the shadows away from sigh. Masking himself so that he could be hidden and not seen by whoever had taken Nadiya. Eliminating any upcoming threats, seeing someone standing on guard. Damien knocked him out in seconds, making his way further into the place. Seeing how many people he was up against. Maybe now thinking he was biting up more than he could chew. Seeing how there was more people than he'd first thought. Able to pick up on different scents and noises from inside. Making Damien grow more suspicious about this whole place. Trying to find Nadiya quick as possible.
The cell which was now holding her aptive made the room in which she lived in a aschild look like a mansion - at least Frank kept the room somewhat warm, and allowed little to no leaks to come through the foundations; thus, for the first time in almost 90 years, she wished she could be back in that room if she continued this rather unfortunate situation. Nadiya glanced down at the back of her hand which had collected the dried blood from around her lips and sighed greatly, the blood she had received from the girl before her own attack was not enough, and what she did manage to collect would soon wear off; and because of that, Carmel, her alter ego would definitely soon make an appearance. Since arriving in Evermore and since she had created a safety plan of having someone watch her feed, Carmel had never made an appearance; it was as if the girl even existed, which was wonderful for her - but the fear that she would and definitely could resurface, would always be there, no matter how much time had passed since. Due to being desperate, she didn't that it was try - she just hoped it would do something, she lowered her head to lick the dried blood off her hand; it still had some taste but if anything, it probably only triggered the urge for more.
In fact, Nadiya even contemplated biting the Therian which brought her in, even if it did make her unwell; yet for now, she was too curious about the being in the next cell over. The person did not answer her, and she wondered if it was because her voice was so weak, that they didn't hear her - otherwise the other only option was that the person did not want to speak with her; and that was not a possibility. Diya needed some form answers and whoever was in the holding cell must have known something about why they were here. Once she had crawled her way to that side of her cell, she rested her forehead against the metal railing and looked into the shadows were she saw the darker figure. Diya narrowed her gaze as she scrutinised the being; they seemed to be curled up in the fetal position, shaking in the far corner next to the brick wall in which water trickled down. Oh how she felt her heart ache for the poor thing - simply by how she was laying, Diya assumed she was a lot younger than she; just turned eighteen, possibly. The Valkyr inhaled deeply to gather her scent, and she too smelt like a Therian - recently completed her first shift, possibly. "My name is Nadiya" She spoke weakly, but more importantly, softly; her cheek resting against the bar as she noted the other cages within the cave thing. "My friends call me Diya, what's… Your name?" She swallowed, trying to keep herself composed and collected.
The Valkyr winced a little as she shifted so her back was now facing the girl; she hoped it was some form of anxiety that the girl was experiencing - and much to her surprise, the other female began to speak. "Josie, my name is Josie" Just her response brought a very small smile to appear on Diya's lips. "We're not going to escape" The young girl whimpered slightly which caused Diya's heart to ache; she knew how it felt to be young and taken away from home for the first time. She exhaled deeply. "How long have you been down here?" Diya questioned softly, turning her head ever so slightly to see if she could catch Josie out of the corner of her eye.
"I-I can't remember" Josie whimpered before the air in the cave tightened, the tension rising and with still a blurry gaze, Diya looked upward to see a shadow of a rather large man stand before the cell to her own confinement; from his scent alone, she knew it wasn't the man who took her a mere few hours ago. Nadiya wanted to fight him, he wasn't here to save her, she knew that but she didn't know how much she could take with the wolf venom still within her. Upon hearing the screeching of her gate open; she was glad that the man chose her and not the young girl; a weak snarl escaped her lips as she mustered up enough strength to get into a prowling position - ready to pounce at him.
For the longest time he been finding himself unintentionally forgetting different things and people too. With now more responsibilities on his place. To be in charge of a whole faction, very different to just himself. Forgetting about the promises he'd made to others. Damien gave Nadiya his word that he'd spend each night where she has to feed her. To be there to make sure that she doesn't take too much, to stop her if anything were to happen. Tonight he wasn't there for her and she'd gone by her own. Not wanting to wait for him. The Valkyr was blaming himself, keep thinking through in his head if anything were to happen to her or other people. Here he was trying to be a leader. Some great leader if he'd left a potential blood thirsty Valkyr out on the streets on Evermore. This would be any guard members mission. To seek and take out any potential threats, covering up anything before it could get out. Damien knew that the human had a secret organisation who were in with the cover up. He'd always felt strange to the whole thing, with back in the guard. They'd been training all properly into the different systems and steps taken whilst it's all mixed up. Not properly able to wrap his head around the whole human secret organisation. Remembering the outrage it had caused once during an ambassador meeting when all came out to what was actually happening underground in a way. In a way, luckily for both the Ailward guard and Aspects it was taking the spotlight and weight off them for all of what happened to the celestials. With table being turned to a different faction.
Damien was trying to advert himself from getting help. Knowing that it would be the last resort to contact people back in the manor. Nadiya was his own sire, a mother figure to him. His responsibility in a way. All being complicated in a way with her alter ego, monsterself or person called Caramel. That Nadiya likes to call her dark self that takes over from time to time. Damien knew well that it wasn't Nadiya he was looking for tonight, it would be Caramel. In a way almost expecting to find the worse before he could see the good in the darkness. To be the one to bring her back like he has done before in the past. Bringing them closer in a way. Damien knew Nadiya was always worrying over her, more now than ever. Now able to feel how she does. Finding himself starting to go out of his mind. Sick with worry. Stumbling across a half drained young girl in the middle of the street at night. Picking up the scent of another being, more specifically being their species sworn enemy. Only making things worse. Damien still didn't know what had happened here. Just able to figure out what have been started but not finished. Luckily for him the human girl was still alive. Damien made sure to ring up some contacts from the guard for them to head straight to the scene and cover it all up whilst he'd be tracking the rouge Theriantrhope.
Hoping that he weren't too late. Still able to pick up on the strength, that was still strong. Tracking has always been one of his strengths. Coming in handy for missions and situations like theses. Able to act quickly, trailing and analysing threats. Acting before anything else could happen to eliminate it all. Damien was surprised to stumble upon an underground prison. One that rouge Therianthropes have made and organsated. Acting upon instincts taking, swiftly taking out the guards there were standing on guard at the front of the cave. Quickly making his moving, heading down further into the cave. Amazed of how far it goes on for. Ensuring to keep in the shadows, keeping his motivate and self underwrap. To go undetected. Sneaking through behind different rouges trying to follow Nadiya's sent further. Able to pick up on the scent strongly, meaning she wasn't too far away. So close to finding her. Eventually making his way to a room what he could pick up Nadiya's scent followed by strong scent of blood, heartbeats and different scents too. Meaning she wasn't the only one who was taken. Taking out the two ones on the door. Proving to be more difficult than others as they put up a fight instead.
As he entered the room where all the prisoners were being held, he saw a man hovering over Nadiya seeing he was just about to attack her. Leaving her blindsided, Damien knew she was hurt and not able to defend herself. Without a second thought, using his superspeed Damien swiftly ripped out the therians heart. Letting the body crumble in front of him as he still held the heart in his hand before his eyes fell on Nadiya. "Nadiya!" Quickly dropped it he rushed to Nadiyas side checking her over seeing a therian bite on her neck. "I'm so sorry I was late and not there for you. Stuff at work came up" Feeling like this was all his fault. "Let's get you out of here, wherever here is" He went on motioning to how this was weird surroundings even for him. Damien looked around properly seeing that Nadiya wasn't alone, seeing the room full of people like her. Supernatural and human alike. "Shit" He cursed under his breath seeing it wasn't as easy as he had first thought, knowing he couldn't leave anyone else behind. Needing to save and free everyone else too. Breaking the chains holding Nadiya up he carefully helped her to her feet. "Can you stand?" Damien spoke softly, already able to know she must be hallucinating and weak from the bite. Soon needing to think of an action plan quickly before anyone else comes in.
The burn was slowly but surely intensifying at the back of her neck, it scratched violently and was demanding to be satisfied; and no matter how frequently Nadiya tried to swallow the burn and need down, she simply couldn't. That alone frightened her, just this very small thing alone was nothing but an alarm clock for Carmel who had been dormant for a few months; oh and if she were ever to wake up from her peaceful slumber - her actions would be enough to see her dead despite Diya's efforts to befriend the Valkyrie. Thus, as she sat on the damp ground and whilst she still held onto the very small amount of control left; Nadiya began to make plans, if Carmel woke upon her escape, she needed to get out of Evermore as quickly as possible. A massacre outside of the city walls, she hoped would not have a result on her life - after all, she had done many in her past and she was very much still living; how? She didn't know, perhaps it was because of her girls at Poison, they needed someone and Damien, despite being all grown up and an Ambassador now, still needed her whether he liked it or not.
The valkyr shook her head, she needed to stop thinking about what could happen when in this very moment she needed to start thinking of plan to get her and the other individuals out of this godforsaken place; she would need to do so weakly, the venom in her system was still potent and she probably still had a good day to go before she even remotely felt better. Nadiya moved her gaze across the holding cells, if she were still here tomorrow she could easily mould into the shadows and disappear from sight and teleport outside of the cells; the possibilities were endless if she could keep Carmel in check for long enough. Eventually she was pulled from her thoughts as a man entered her cell - just from his stance alone she knew he was not friendly. Thus, with wobbly knees she pushed herself up, albeit weakly into a pouncing position on all fours; she inhaled deeply to gather his scent and yet again, it was another Lycanthrope - were they a pack? An underground pack? Brows furrowed, her vision getting worse yet as she tried to muster as much strength as possible to leap, the man stood before her froze with wide eyes in horror.
Nadiya kept a complex brow furrowed - how did that even happen? She racked her brains and recalled hallucinations were a symptom of a bite on a Valkyr; that must be it, and as the man fell to the floor, she did too - she needed to accept her situation and the other prisoners until she was fit enough again. Diya leaned into the bar, her eyes closing until she felt her body moving involuntarily and naturally she groaned. Upon the sound of the male voice, she smiled some - her mind was tricking her with comfort until he continued to talk to her about being sorry. Diya leaned into his hold and struggled to look up at him before weakly and awkwardly patting his chest. "My hero" The words themselves, she couldn't tell if she was being genuine or being absolutely snarky and sassy at him but nevertheless, she'd be having some words with him after this whole ordeal. Nadiya nodded with a giggle as he asked if she could stand. "The others" She nodded once more and shakily reached for the bars for stability so he could try and free them from their closed cells.
With that, and much like a drunk individual she was using the metal bars as guidance to get out; she had never been bitten before but she knew her sight wouldn't keep for much longer. Nadiya stumbled somewhat as she heard the chaos Damien was creating behind her and the shouts of the prisoners demanding that they were next to be freed. "Shhhh!" She playfully hissed in their direction, a laugh escaping her as she did so - oh this would be fun until her strength completely failed her. As the prisoners got out one by one, a Nephilim male came to her side and glanced at the ill looking Valkyr; she patted his cheek and suddenly felt herself being thrown over his shoulder - he was clearly following orders from Damien. "Hi ho, Hi ho, its off to freedom we go!" She sang and then rested her cheek upon the angel-childs back.
In the past Damien was used to being sent out on different missions. All different types of sistations. Some were purposely just for training exercises and experiences, then some were the real things. It was where he was able to truly understand the level of experience and skill are needed to pull it out. Finding he'd adapted and picked it up more easily and quicker than others took. Maybe it was a reason why he'd found himself promoted and moved up to commander over the others. Damien knew that he was probably not everyone's first choice and understood it. That maybe the position was offered to some other personal guards who were more experienced by choose to turn down the position preferring to stay where they were. Damien took the whole commander role and promotion seriously. Spending a while to pick up all the pieces under the unforeseen and hard hitting circumstances the whole guard had felt a few years back. Losing both their home, friends and family all in one night. Along with the commander so that's how he was offered it. Spending endless days and nights trying to sort through and figure everything out. Finding that he was keeping himself busy for other reasons. Always choosing to keep his personal feelings away from work so that what he did put more of his time and effort into the guard. Trying to prove to everyone that he was up to it all. Not wanting to let anyone done.
During this time he'd almost been blinded by a way by his work to see the other things in his life. The people in it outside of the guard. Feeling that he'd been spending less time with Nadiya who was a mother figure to him, his sire. That he'd been letting her down, too busy with his work. Tonight was the tipping point for him to snap him back into reality that he needed to focus on other people rather than just his work. One thing that Damien knew that Nadiya never liked to make anything easy for anyone. Finding himself becoming more stressed as more time has passed to when he knew she must of fed to picking up another sent to losing hers. It was all his fault. Blaming himself for all this. Damien knew he should of been there, he promised that he would and he let her down. This mess should have never happened but it has, he knew he had to stop blaming himself and figure out a plan to save Nadiya. Already Damien was able to sense that this wasn't a typical kidnapping where a rouge Therain kidnapped a Valkyr for fun. This was something else. Damien was starting to get worried for Nadiya's safety and well being over not controlling her bloodlost. Right now blood loss was the least of his worries for her.
By the time Damien had made it to the cave he was trying to figure out a plan of how to get inside it. With how he couldn't easily walk in, grab Nadiya and walk out. It was never simple as that. Damien was shocked to see that this cave was actually an underground prison hostage situation. Not expecting something like this in the slightest, especially from rouge Therain's. Using his guard skills, Damien was easily able to take out and get past any rogues in his way. Making his way further down underground until he got closer to where he could pick up Nadiya's scent. There she was semi okay, at least she was alive that was the main thing. Quickly acting on instinct, he went to help free the others. Both surprised and shocked to see how many others there were locked up in there. Finding it was going to be more difficult getting everyone out safe and alive than he first thought. A simple rescue mission has turned into a mass rescue mission.
After taking down a group of rogues, any one of them who tired to come their way, he started to look at how many people he had to try to get out of here. Already about to hear different sassy remarks coming from Nadiya who was resting herself against a wall. Knowing that she was out of it, the affect effects of the Therian bite but he knew it'll rare off with some time. Damien looked over to a male Nephilim prisoner who he'd freed that looked in good enough shape to help him out. The Ailward Guard Commander motioned over to Nadiya wanting for him to help carry her out with how she was in no state to walk out herself. "Come on miss want to be a pirate, let's get out of here" He marvelled sarcastically rolling his eyes to her taking the least ahead. Making a safe path to get everyone out, making sure that no danger was up ahead. "You gotta make my life harder for me don't you Nadiya" He commented teasing her but knowing she'll probably have a snappy comeback or be passed out. Either way.
If Nadiya took death out of the equation, a Therian bite was actually quite fun; she received quite the buzz out of it and she enjoyed it - she figured it was what some drugs were to the human race. Hell, it was like this for Carmel anytime she went on a blood hunt. Everything felt soft, and different - sharp lines of an outline turned into nothing but a soft blur and objects moved in ways that they shouldn't; which consequently made The Brothel House owner very happy and amused. In fact, death was the very last thing on her mind, perhaps because she knew the bite would wear off if she didn't get another one, or that blood was only around the corner once Damien appeared and freed some of the other prisoners. Even, right this moment, she had a Nephilim's neck only a few inches from her; she had never tried Nephilim blood, but God did it smell amazing and she could only imagine that it tasted just as good. In fact, she couldn't stop herself from lifting her head to glance at the back of his neck.
"Don't even think about it, Valky" The Nephilim commented as he finally followed Damien through the dark, bleak and very damp tunnels; despite her gaze going in and out of focus, she could tell that they were very far underground and that whoever was the mastermind behind all of this had been thinking and plotting this for a very long time. Diya hummed as they moved their way through the tunnels and she was pleasantly surprised to see how well the hostages stood; of course, some stumbled and needed some assistance, but overall, they seemed strong enough to get out. Perhaps it was the adrenaline, however, they didn't want to be locked up in there forever, or until the Therian did whatever he wanted to do with him. "Think about what, I thought nothing" She slurred her words and closed her eyes for the rest of the journey to upper ground.
The fresh air soon woke her up, albeit she was still very groggy when the Nephilim plopped her onto the damp ground and leaned her back against the bark of the three. Diya could just make the shape of Damien stand in front of her and didn't resist narrowing her eyes in his direction; if he had just done what he had promised, none of this would have happened in the first. "That was just another…. Misshh-ion for yous" Her words were slurred and anyone who didn't know would think she was just drunk by her actions and her words. "Get me home, then blood" She ordered, flopping to one side. "With those too" She pointed to them all to bring them to Poison; they would figure it out there, as with the last bit of mental strength she had, she knew that this was bigger than just kidnapping a few Supernaturals.
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Tata Harrier is going to be launched in December and Tata is leaving no chance to hype up the launch with their back to back Teaser videos. With most of the features revealed Tata still has few nifty ones up its sleeve.
The newest video reveals the storage space under the front armrest. There's enough space to keep your beverages and the special thing is that the storage space gets cooling. Now you're all set for those hot summer days with a cold storage to keep drinks in. We can also see a 12V port theirs for charging the mobile phones.
Another video features the Terrain Response system. The video shows the dial switching between different modes. Icons look too similar to Land Rover cars. There are 3 icons on the dials. We can see some rain and mud modes with a standard mode too. Video also highlights Hill-Descent Control and Traction control button. These modes will help the harrier tackle tricky off-road situations.
Other features include the puddle lamps which project the image of the car. It's rival XUV 500 also gets the puddle lamp projecting the car's name. Harrier will also get a JBL 10 speaker music system.
Harrier is Tata's flagship offering and Tata is giving it Best in class features. Build on the OMEGA platform of the Land Rover, Harrier will offer a great package. Powering the Harrier is the same engine as the Jeep Compass with a different state of tune. Fiat 4-cylinder 2.0 Litre offers a power output of 140bhp and 350 Nm of torque. The engine mated to a 6-speed manual or 6-speed automatic. On the safety front, it gets traction control, ABS, EBD, ESP, and Airbags.
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The Lincoln man accused of setting fires Wednesday at the shuttered Lincoln mill allegedly asked a judge Friday to be sent to a psychiatric hospital.
The night of the fires, David Parsons, 59, allegedly told EMTs who were taking him to a local hospital for chest pain that "they were the biggest flames he had ever seen." Parsons also said he videotaped the blaze and played "music to it — 'burn motherf***er burn,'" the court affidavit said.
When Sgt. Glenn Graef went to the hospital and spoke with Parsons, "the front of Parsons' hair on his head and also his beard had been burned, his hands were blackened and he smelled of smoke," according to the affidavit.
The document also said that before the mill fire the Maine Forest Service had been investigating five "wildland fires" set between Lincoln and Enfield on or near the railroad tracks leading to the mill.
Parsons made his first court appearance Friday afternoon before District Court Judge John Lucy at the Penobscot Judicial Center by videoconference from the Penobscot County Jail. He is charged with two counts of arson, a Class A crime.
The defense attorney handling Parsons' case Friday said that the accused arsonist wanted to be moved from the jail to Acadia Hospital, a psychiatric facility, for treatment of a bipolar disorder.
The judge instead kept Parsons in jail and set bail at at $20,000 cash. Conditions include not being at the former Lincoln Paper and Tissue LLC site and not possessing incendiary devices.
Parsons has admitted starting Wednesday's fires, according to the affidavit, signed by Investigator John Wardwell of the Office of the State Fire Marshal. Parsons said that had worked at the mill for about 20 years but was fired in 2012, three years before the mill shut down.
Fire investigators first questioned Parsons on Thursday morning after they learned from Lincoln police that fire department personnel had taken a man to Penobscot Valley Hospital with chest pains who talked about the fire in the ambulance.
During that interview, Graef seized Parsons' jacket, which had burn holes in it, and a lighter leash with a black Hollywood Casino lighter attached to it, the affidavit said.
Later that day, Parsons came to the Lincoln Public Safety Office and agreed to be interviewed by Wardwell. During that interview, Parsons allegedly said that he used a book of matches to set the fire at the mill's scale building in the truck slips. He admitted starting the second fire by using a lighter to ignite time cards he found in a file cabinet drawer in an office attached to the warehouse. He also described setting a third fire that investigators had been unaware of.
Parsons told Wardwell that "as a kid he used to hurt animals and start fires," the affidavit said.
"I asked Parsons if the excitement for him was sexual," Wardwell wrote. "He stated that it was not. I asked him if the excitement was from seeing something start really small and then turn into a large raging fire. Parsons told me yes, that was the best way he had ever heard it described."
Parsons, who has no criminal history, was not asked to enter a plea Friday as he has not yet been indicted. The Penobscot County grand jury is scheduled to meet Nov. 29.
Deputy District Attorney Alice Clifford asked that bail be set at $25,000 cash. She called Wednesday's fires "very dangerous" and "a threat to public safety."
Clifford said that Parsons confessed to setting three fires at the mill where he used to work. One of the fires burned itself out, she said.
[ Massive fire burns former Lincoln paper mill]
Bangor attorney Michael Hockenbury, who served as defense attorney of the day Friday, said Parsons had only worked odd jobs recently and could raise no more than $5,000 for bail. Hockenbury said that Parsons wanted to be moved from the jail to Acadia Hospital for treatment for bipolar disorder.
Terence Harrigan, the Bangor attorney appointed to represent Parsons as the case moves forward, may seek a court order for a mental health evaluation once he becomes familiar with the case.
Parsons was arrested Thursday and charged with three counts of arson, but the district attorney's office decided to drop the third count.
The fire at the 387-acre Lincoln Paper and Tissue LLC site burned for more than three hours. Firefighters from 10 towns and the Maine Forest Service doused flames that destroyed a 300-foot-long warehouse and gutted a scale shed. The third fire, started in a sludge/waste treatment area, never got going.
Parsons is next due in court Jan. 2.
If convicted, Parsons faces up to 30 years in prison and a fine of up to $50,000. He also could be ordered to pay restitution to mill owners.
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Happy New Year, people! Time to rinse off that champagne hangover in the Pacific and order up some loco moco to really get your 2019 diet kickstarted. This year, we're set to celebrate the New Year in style with plenty of activities around the island, from weekly multi-course dining events at The Mill House to concerts, local town parties, painting events and more.
For more information or to see the best weekly, monthly and yearly celebrations, check out our calendar of Upcoming Maui Events.
Maui Events January 2019
Saturday Evenings (January 5th, 12th, 19th & 26th):
Maui Chef's Table – Come experience the Maui Chef's Table culinary adventure on the grounds of Maui Tropical Plantation! Enjoy 9 courses of unique, farm-fresh cuisine and craft cocktails, all prepared in a gorgeous island setting. Please check their calendar for dates and tickets. $150 per person including tax and gratuity; 6pm – 9:30pm.
January 3rd
Straight No Chaser: Straight No Chaser is the real deal, the captivating sound of ten unadulterated human voices coming together to make extraordinary music that is moving people in a fundamental sense… and with a sense of humor. On the road, Straight No Chaser has built a reputation as an unforgettable live act. Come see them at the MACC's Castle Theater.
January 4th
Wailuku First Friday: Live music, ono grinds, shopping and family fun entertainment on Wailuku's historic Market Street.
An Evening with Judy Collins: Blues Bear Hawaii presents singer/songwriter and folk music icon, Judy Collins. Judy is on tour in support of her most recent release, "Strangers Again," a collection of duets with some of her favorite male artists, including Don Mclean, Michael McDonald, Jeff Bridges, Willie Nelson, & Jackson Browne.
January 5th
Willie K & Friends BluesFest: Join Willie K and his Warehouse Blues Band as he hosts special guests for an evening of blues, rock, and whatevahs. Guest artists include Tommy Castro and the Painkillers, Tavana, John Akapo, and more TBA!
Songs of the Pacific: Join the Whale Trust research team and special guests for an evening celebrating the enchanting humpback whale song that captured our hearts and helped save a species. This memorable evening will feature outrigger canoe trips from shore hosted by Whale Trust researchers, a sunset dinner at the beach by Chef Lee, and a private concert by John Cruz. Attire for the event is beach casual. $175 per person.
January 10th
"The Essence" Film Screening: Filmed by the father of the surf film genre, Bud Browne, The Essence evocatively shares the beauty of surfing while pondering the reason why we surf. This event is held in conjunction with the Surfing Hawaii gallery exhibit at the MACC.
January 11th
Lahaina Second Friday: Live music, ono grinds, shopping and family-fun entertainment on Lahaina's famous Front Street.
Starry Night Cinema – SmallFoot: Bring a low-back beach chair and/or a blanket and spread out on the lawn for a special screening of the animated film, "SMALLFOOT." Come early and enjoy live pre-show musical entertainment with Brad Kahikinaand a free art activity for the kids prior to the film. Gates open at 5pm.
January 12th
Family Class at Island Art Party: From 2pm to 4:30pm, reserve a spot in Kihei's family-friendly painting class. Painting 'Red Jellyfish,' this class is open for ages 8 and up.
Observe & Play Family Day – Surfing Hawaii: Families are invited to view the exhibit together and engage in some hands-on art-making fun. All ages are welcome. 10am-12pm.
Big Bad Voodoo Daddy: Big Bad Voodoo Daddy's music is a vibrant fusion of the classic American sounds of jazz, swing, and Dixieland, with the energy and spirit of contemporary culture. Get ready for a dance-filled evening of fun and tunes!
Blayne Asing: In addition to his expertise in playing a variety of instruments, Asing is a prolific songwriter. His original songs range from country/folk to Hawaiian and island music, but he also loves performing the music of his favorite Hawaiian legends. He received the 2016 Na Hoku Hanohano Award for "Most Promising Artist." Come see him perform live at the MACC.
January 13th
Broadway Pops featuring Scarlett Strallen & Hugh Panaro: Maui Pops Orchestra's annual sell-out Broadway Pops concert features the vocal talents of Scarlett Strallen & Hugh Panaro. "Hollywood to Broadway" will include songs from My Fair Lady, The Wizard of Oz, Ice Castles, Phantom of the Opera, and so much more.
January 18th
Makawao Third Friday: Live music, ono grinds, shopping and family-fun entertainment on Makawao's Baldwin Avenue.
Slightly Stoopid: Coming off their sold out U.S. amphitheater tour, San Diego's reggae rock fusion band Slightly Stoopid returns to Maui for their largest show yet, with special guests, Hawaii's own Rebel Souljahz and Fortunate Youth.
Anjelah Johnson – More of Me Tour: Anjelah became an internet sensation with her viral video, "Nail Salon." That same year she joined the cast of "MADtv" as a series regular, which spawned another internet sensation, "Bon Qui Qui." This original character, a disgruntled fast food employee with no filter, has been viewed and replicated by over 75 million people worldwide. Come see her live at the MACC.
January 19th
Family Class at Island Art Party: From 2pm to 4:30pm, reserve a spot in Kihei's family-friendly painting class. Painting 'Dragonflies,' this class is open for ages 8 and up.
January 23rd
An Evening with David Sedaris: With sardonic wit and incisive social critiques, David Sedaris has become one of America's preeminent humor writers. The great skill with which he slices through cultural euphemisms and political correctness proves that Sedaris is a master of satire and one of the most observant writers addressing the human condition today. Come see him live at the MACC.
January 25th
Kihei Fourth Friday: Live music, ono grinds, shopping and family-fun entertainment at Kihei's Azeka Shopping Center.
January 26th
Family Class at Island Art Party: From 2pm to 4:30pm, reserve a spot in Kihei's family-friendly painting class. Painting 'Homeward Bound,' this class is open for ages 8 and up.
Judy's Gang in "Shmoovies!": Shmoovies? That's a combination of "shows" and "movies." Choreographed by Judy Ridolfino, the tap and jazz dancers of Judy's Gang will take you on a trip through some of the best movies, from "Hairspray" to "Rio" to "Grease" to "Burlesque," "Coco," and more!
January 27th
Surfing Hawaii – Exhibit-Related Lectures: Well-known Hawaiian emersion educator, Pulama Collier, born on the northeast shores of Maui, will share her knowledge about spirituality and sport and the legends of Hawaiian women in surfing. Surfing is one of Hawaii's most iconic symbols, even more so in the past than today. See how Hawaiian surfing appeared in a century's worth of advertising and other parts of pop culture in rare historic illustrations, described and explained by author and historian DeSoto Brown.
January 31st
Derek Gripper: Derek Gripper is a classical guitarist from South Africa who has taken a unique path. He arranges and interprets complex songs usually played on two koras – a 21-stringed West African lute – and plays them on one classical guitar. See him live at the MACC.
Mahalo for reading our list of Maui's coolest events for this month! We hope you have a memorable experience exploring the beauty of the Aloha State, and be sure to let us know your favorite activities in the comments below. Aloha!


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Dear Sally, I enjoyed
I enjoyed your reply to anon regarding starting a feud or pulling a big prank to get his/her weblog noticed. I think you failed, however, to use your considerable pull to curb a trend which may prove harmful to the weblog community. I've seen a lot new weblogs recently clamor for readers by posting fast and furiously (gets you near the top of the weblogs.com and blogger lists, you know), by blogging the blogs (that blogged the blog that … <shudder>), and by good old-fashioned feud starting. There have been posts of discouragement ("I've only gotten 15 visitors today. It's not worth it anymore.") and excited cross-linking ("Blogger X linked to me today! Yay!"). Those obsessed with popularity are missing the point and the real joy of weblogging, I think. Weblogs allow you to share yourself and your interests with complete strangers and friends and family in a way that's non-invasive ("Hey! Look at me! Look what I like! Hey!" doesn't work in person, so why should it be tried with weblogs?) and hopefully interesting to the reader. If you simply write about what you find interesting and why, be it sites you find on the web or someone you passed on the sidewalk, people will come. Those that enjoy reading what you have to say will stay and meanwhile, others will come. Outside links will begin funneling more readers your way, and the process will build on itself. It's a natural thing, but for most of us, a slow thing. CamWorld wasn't built in a day. The key to building readers is to be interesting and the key to that is to be yourself.
This all might sound odd coming from me. Kestrel's Nest is by no means a popular weblog, no matter what metric you use. But going by the words in Scribble's excellent essay weblogging: lessons learned, "having 10 million hits is not the game plan. having 10 regular readers is a home run.", I've gone from striking out to hitting 5 home runs a day. Every week nets a few more readers than the last. Strangers get sucked in from search engines and send me excited email about the wonderful world of weblogs. Keeping this weblog is incredibly rewarding in so many ways, and it's all come from going about my business and just being myself.
Sure, it's nice to get noticed, but there's no need to try and shout over the other 500 webloggers out there. It's a big enough room we're in that we can just converse normally. All that shouting will just scare away those folks poking their head in to see what all the noise is about.
Thanks for listening, Sally, and keep up the good work.
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Attended preaching Sermon by an old Methodist minister, on a text in Revelation. Two officers asked an interest in the prayers of the church. Episcopal service in the evening. The minister I understand does not associate with those of other denominations. A bad principle. My reason and better judgement has constantly taught me that, if possible, I should flee from the wrath to come. I have long observed a beauty in holiness and the importance of serving that God, to whom all adoration honor and praise is due. Every hightoned principle, whether of the righteous or of the wicked, is derived from or is a portion of Christianity. Christianity exerts a great influence upon the wicked whether they accept it, or not. Many wicked although they revel and swear, yet they will not steal or lie. A man in this civilized and enlightened country cannot be what is termed a gentleman unless he have some Christian principles. A man, it matters not how wicked he be, if he be honorable has to rest his honor upon some maxim of Christianity. If we find a man that regards none of the maxims or principles of religion, we behold what even the world would term a brute. He is not better than filthy swine. He is unprincipled, without honor and not to be trusted. He has no integrity of character. A dog is more than his equal.
How much greater then and more substantial must be the character of the Christian. How noble, how excellent must be religion? Even among a band of robbers there must be justice in the division of plunder or they cannot thrive together in the despicable, shameful way of life. How much more then should it be desired than riches, "yea, than much fine gold!" I have often desired it, and been "almost persuaded to be a Christian," but conflicting doctrines, false pride and timidity, have stoutly opposed it. Many passages / of Scripture / discouraged me. They seemed to indicate the certainty of election for ordination and predestination, of some, to the exclusion of the remainder, from life eternal. It seemed that those who were to be saved were elected from all eternity whilst others were reprobated. I could never fully believe this doctrine. Again it seemed that God was the author of repentance, and yet the sinner himself is warned to repent. How could he repent unless God saw fit that he should. The spirit must "draw him." His reason may tell him that it would be well for him to repent, but how can he, unless God cause him to feel a sense of his guilt, — how can he have Godly sorrow?
The following dream / which took place / on Sunday night will show. /Explained it to myself during my sleep, mind becoming active and reproducing former impressions/ In my dream I saw two men. One held between his fingers a nail, and said to the other can you light this, and he sad, no, — Then he took a lamp with a wick and said, "Can you light this?," and he /said/ yes — which having lighted the first said, Behold "fruits meet for repentance," and the smoke went up from the wick as if the fire were burning oil, and he said, "This represents / (The following blotches occur because of a change of views, but the analogy corresponds to my present belief — Faith before repentance)/ a sense of the guiltiness of sin." Then the first said to the other, "Are there any persons in your church who have foul breath?" and he said "yes" — and he then said that, that represented the guiltiness of sin, whereon I awaked fixed it in my memory, and set about the explanation, which came up very naturally. The nail represented faithlessness, because of which no one will act. The wick oil represented true faith, upon which a man will act and do as commanded by the word of God. Thus showing that the sinner must come to christ in true earnest faith, "believing that he is, and that he is a rewarder of them that diligently seek him" when the influence of the word of God will be felt about his heart, working in him repentance toward God — a Godly sorrow.
God I now fully believe is the author of repentance / through his own Word/ . The foul breath represents the guiltiness of sin, which will no longer reign in the heart after the purification and sanctification of the Word. Any one who has sound and clean teeth, and is free from all filthiness will not have foul breath. The above analogy Sprung up in my mind during sleep. I had thought a good deal about the subject referred to. I had never made any such similitude during my wakefulness, furthermore I had never believed in dreams. May I make good use of this information which indicates Faith before repentance. Faith first repentance next.
*(Worthy of Record: The Civil War and Reconstruction Diaries of Columbus Lafayette Turner, Ed. Kenrick N. Simpson, courtesy of the State Archives of North Carolina.)


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The new year has hardly begun but already the guns are firing in the city streets and the thieves trying to correct the redistributive imbalance by helping themselves to other people's property. From today's London Free Press:
A stolen fireplace, a fleeing thief and a courageous employee set off a chain of events last night that included a three-vehicle crash in north London.Thanks to the efforts of this private citizen pissed off with the culture of entitlement, the thief was eventually apprehended by the police and subsequently charged, although not soon enough to prevent a three car pile up:
Knowing he was being followed, the thief sped west on Sunningdale Road toward Richmond Street, said Brian, who called police on his cellphone while in pursuit.
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Signing Riyad Mahrez would cost the Premier League champions a reported £75 million.
Manchester City are set to finally grant the wishes of wantaway Leicester star Riyad Mahrez, as Pep Guardiola looks to seal a £75m deal for the 27-year-old in the coming days.
Mahrez has long cited his desire to part ways with the Foxes and is said to be desperate to link up with Guardiola's side following his failed transfer request in January, the second successive transfer window where Leicester blocked a potential move.
However, the 27-year-old's time at the King Power Stadium appears to be nearing its end after all, as according to the Express, negotiations between the two clubs are close to completion after City tabled an offer of £60m up front, with a further £15m performance related add-ons.
City's director of football Txiki Begiristain is believed to have remained in contact with Leicester following their failed approach in the winter window, when they tabled £50m plus winger Patrick Roberts.
The Foxes refused the offer as they wanted a cash only deal, a moved which infuriated Mahrez who then went on strike by refusing to turn up for training - where he was subsequently fined two weeks' wages in the region of £240,000.
Yet, with super agent Kia Joorabchian taking on the role of Mahrez's representative, the Leicester playmaker is now set to get his wish of sealing a move to a Champions League club.
Mahrez is not going to the World Cup after Algeria failed to qualify through their group, ensuring he will complete a full preseason this summer.
The 27-year-old notched 13 goals and 13 assists throughout the season and should he complete his move to City, he will become the club's record signing by surpassing the £57m fee paid for defender Aymeric Laporte.


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It is well known complain that hiring new staff is one the biggest challenge that small business entrepreneurs face. You should know that it is very important to have a good and strong network of employees to work with. You need to have a team of professionals in your business and these make hard to get the top professional and therefore you need to have a competitive wage range and also you should increase the chances of your employees to grow. Before you employ the employees you need to think about on the issue of payments. There are different views on how you should pay your employees accordingly. The following are essential tips that you can consider when deciding on how you will pay your employees.
The first tip to consider is labor standards. You are supposed to consider that the act of fair labor standards when deciding the side the salary vs. the hour issue. you are supposed to recognize and identify on what this method is composed of. In this, it comprises of either exempt or no exempts categories that the worker may be classified hence there is the benefit of overtime payments or not having any extra payment on the overtime payments.
The employees who are paid salary don't enjoy the advantage of overpayments when they work on extra hours while hourly paid employees enjoy the advantage of the overtime payments . This help the employee paid hourly to have an added advantage. There is an online paystub maker that helps the workers to keep recording on their overtime hours and also taking of taxes on their salaries.
Details on the hourly pay is the other tip. Most of the employees get motivated by the fact that their accounts get updated every now and then after they work for an extra hour, this makes them love and enjoy hourly payment. Extra payments motivate the employees hence work more. There us the disadvantage of less paycheck when you for few hours.
The other tip is details of the salary pay which is a form of payments that guarantee a constant paycheck by the end of the day. Salary pie has the advantage leaves and job promotion when you work for a longer period of time. The biggest disadvantage is that there is no overtime payment, this can be very discouraging especially if you work overtime hours.
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Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Remembrances of My Late Mother
More than meriting title to being quiet and mum as a clam, my mother was truly a woman of very few words. She spoke little. Thus, I doubt I need spend time calculating the conversations we had had as adults. We had very few, and each one went like telegraphic exchanges between two frugal individuals.
In hindsight one can easily recall how those few incidents came about. And thus the task of retelling is that much easier. But they definitely created lasting impressions. How else to explain my very vivid recall.
In one visit and from out of the blue, she framed her conversation in one sentence. And it simply was a curt admonition to take care of my younger brother, and spoken in the vernacular. As was usual with me, it went in and was soon replaced with more urgent mundane matters. But during moments of lull, that statement would come back to occupy my wakefulness. Why the admonition and why me? The mind started racing looking for rationales and answers. As very young kids, all nine of us grew up in that old house along Del Mar and Victoria Sts. The house sat fully on exactly 100sq.m. of land, leaving nothing but the sidewalk to separate it from the two streets. And we counted on the kind graces and forbearance of two aunts who owned the two lots on the other two sides in allowing our little horde to use their free spaces for our purposes. One lot was initially vacant and the other occupied by a house of another aunt. The vacant lot was there to serve as our free space – for a while at least until a house was also built on it.
Nine precocious kids grew up in those cramped and eternally-shuttered quarters in the middle of a busy poblacion, two blocks away from the town plaza. As a small kid my younger brother had assigned quarters in one bedroom on the ground floor which space used to serve as my father's law office. This he shared with another younger sister. And from all indications that served as some kind of sick bay since the two siblings took cadenced turns being treated with all sorts of ailments – wheezing coughs, fevers, urticaria or hives, bad colds, etc. So most nights one heard the unmistakable sounds of the ailments as one passed through that section of the house, with my mother serving as relentless and indefatigable Florence Nightingale to the siblings in distress. And this went on till early adolescent years.
That younger brother was the first to go a couple of years ago among the nine siblings. Was my mother gifted as prescient or armed with clairvoyant tendencies to qualify her to make such dire predictions? I doubt that. It most probably stemmed from maternal instincts honed from many years and countless instances of service to enable her to make prudent observation and judgment on the physical make-up of her sizable brood. After all, she exhibited the same personal dedication and selfless passion in taking care of all nine of us.
Years later after having married and living away from her, another short telegraphic dialogue transpired. She had received a letter from two distinguished Jesuits, very well respected locally, Frs. A. Cuna and J. Fuentes, regarding a Cursillo course participated in by her youngest offspring. She was being asked to write a confidential letter to be delivered to the above Jesuits. Imagine that!
What does she do? She calls for me and almost demandingly asked for me to write that letter. Why me? The year was 1972 and I was deep into raising my growing family and coping with the burdens of working in a busy bank. So naturally, I balked. No words from her followed, except that I was left holding the letter from the priests.
Without further instructions, and without any ideas suggested on what that letter would contain, I knew that she had expected to receive that letter before it was due. Rummaging through old files, I chanced upon these two letters stapled together. Suggesting without a doubt that the letter required of her was written and submitted on time, and penned by me.
Was she so sure that the ideas that I would put on paper would be the same ideas she had in mind and held in deep trust? I do not recall having to retype anything regarding this letter.
Maybe it was like this. How could revisions be necessary since I was simply being used by her as her instrument?
Thus, more like that most perfect model of a mother who said to the wine stewards at Cana: Just do what he tells you!
Monday, October 17, 2011
Bi-coastal Life
Held the notch on what is called locally as the Bloomberg Channel. A lively live debate was underway. Splashed across the screen in front of the portly moderator who stood behind an imposing lectern was the statement: California Is A Failed State. Huh, what? I almost lost consciousness. California, home to Hollywood, Apple, Facebook, Intel, Google, Yahoo, the most populous state in the union, among the top ten largest economies in the world taken separately, the most innovative, etc., a failed state?
Anyway after intently listening for a few minutes, I was getting the picture. There apparently is a proposition, or a ballot initiative put forth by the voters, that seeks to declare that the state indeed is a failed state. Probably to be voted upon during the next local elections this coming November. This whole process is uniquely California, an enviable model in its exercise of "direct democracy" - when the people themselves take a hand in governance.
Across one side, the negative side to a debate, I recognize the 3 panelists. – erstwhile CA governor, Gray Davis, who was unceremoniously ousted during a recall election that saw the start of the Arnie reign; Van Jones, of late an Obama appointee who had to decline due to some pretty incendiary statements made by him in his prior life, and Lawrence O'Donnell, an MSNBC anchor noted for his caustic anger against anything conservative.. All decidedly liberal in political orientation. And on the other side, the affirmative side, they had 3 panelists who were not known to me. – a lady editor of a popular website or group, a male economist, and another male panelist who had served in some administration. All who I suppose declared themselves as conservatives.
With a huge enough live audience who asked questions directed to all panelists, the overall discussion was interesting, friendly and civil so that my guess is that everybody walked away from it learning more about the attendant issue.
Of course, the issue itself has been dogging California for a long, long time, way past Grey Davis' administration. People have been noticing the slow decline of the California economy and the shameful neglect of its government in stemming that downward tide. People have complained of recurring huge state deficits, too many regulations in its economic life from business to the environment, businesses burdened by too many taxes and regulations that they were leaving in droves, cities were deteriorating politically and socially, the latter in the form of unabated homelessness on city streets, infrastructures like roads and bridges were crumbling due to neglect, etc. Etc. Of course add to that, the still teetering housing situation which continues to hit the state harder than others. As we speak some areas have already lost more than 50% of home values pegged from 4-5 years ago. And still spiraling down with no bottom in sight.
But that is not my point. Personally, the issue for me is old hat, yesterday's meal.
But because I am a naturalized citizen and continue as a resident of California, I am directly impacted by what happens there. While now spending some time in the old homeland, still one cannot ignore the realities there because pretty soon I will be back there for a spell. Most likely spending the same time when the local elections will be held.
What is astounding is that I can live 7000 miles away from it and still vicariously participate in its critical affairs at the flip of a switch, while at the same time still having my ears attuned to the local events that also daily affect my current life here. Straddling between two coasts without loss of any real time! One of today's wonders!
But how shall I vote on this issue? That is not a "consummation devoutly to be wished".
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Many techniques can be used to harvest dollars from the forex market, one of which is using guerrilla trading techniques. The word guerrilla itself is often associated with battle tactics that are not officially tied to the provisions of war (usually carried out secretly and suddenly). The number of soldiers involved in guerrilla warfare is usually small, but each of them is trained to carry out battles in a fast, focused, and very effective manner.
Quoted from Investopedia, guerrilla trading is an entry and exit technique in the forex market very quickly to get a short profit, and a minimum risk setting. In other words, this guerrilla trading technique uses a very short Time Frame, even shorter than a Scalper. A trader who uses this technique will usually make transactions on the forex market repeatedly in a trading session. This is not a problem because they rarely hold positions in minutes.
Guerrilla trading techniques do sound quite interesting, but are very risky. Therefore, beginner traders are generally not recommended to use guerrilla trading techniques. On the other hand, there are several factors that influence the success of guerrilla trading, including low commissions, high leverage, and no less importance, namely low spreads. This is what then makes guerrilla trading very suitable for use in the most liquid pair, because the spread is the lowest.
Characteristics of Guerilla Trading
As explained above, the workings of guerrilla trading are to get low profits for each transaction opened. Meanwhile, in order to increase profits and minimize risk, guerrilla traders will open many positions simultaneously in one trading session. So, the point is to open many positions at one time, then immediately close the position quickly. Based on this pattern, we found several characteristics of guerrilla trading, including:
1. The Longer Hold Position, the greater the risk
Loss can occur due to many factors, one of which is holding the position too long, or not immediately closing the position when it is floating profit. Guerrilla traders will anticipate this by holding positions no longer than a few minutes. The reason is, if you have already applied guerrilla trading techniques, and the time spent on one trading session is too long, the risk will also be greater.
2. Both small profits and losses
A guerrilla trader is usually satisfied with profit of 10-20 pips per transaction. Unlike Scalper, which might target double profits, in the range of 25-50 pips. Therefore, the target loss will also be set in proportion to the target profit earned, namely at level 10-20 pips, or it can be half.
3. Opening Many Positions Ahead of News Release
Ahead of the news release, usually the market will move very volatile. This is common when there are important economic data released, such as Non-Farm Payroll, Interest Rate, CPI, and so on. This opportunity is used by guerrilla traders to harvest profits faster. They will open approximately 20 to 25 positions at a time when the situation is conducive.
4. Depends on Technical Analysis
Because the focus is very short-term trading, guerrilla traders usually rely on Technical Analysis to determine when the best time to enter the market. They are usually proficient in estimating 1 minute price chart movements with the help of several indicators, such as the Moving Average to determine the trend, and the Oscillator to determine the volume of Overbought and Oversold.
5. Prioritizing Low Spreads or Commissions
Because of having to hurry out of the market, guerrilla trading techniques put forward the low commissions and spreads in trading. There are several factors that influence this, including currency pairs, as well as the selection of brokers. Usually, this type of trader will enter in major pairs such as EUR / USD, GBP / USD, AUD / USD, USD / JPY and USD / CHF. Why? Because the pair is guaranteed liquidity and has a low spread. The chosen broker must also be right. Guerrilla traders will prioritize brokers with low Spreads (even Zero Spreads) and small commissions, to smooth out the guerrilla trading action.
6. Not recommended for beginners
The ability to become a successful guerrilla trader is not obtained instantly. It takes hard struggle and high flight hours to hone the sharpness of intuition in guerrilla trading. With enough experience, this type of trader will be able to deal with a variety of bad situations that occur when prices move beyond plan. For beginners, this technique is not recommended because the risk is very high. Moreover, when prices suddenly fluctuate (up or down at high speed), while newbies still have to think what to do next? In blank conditions like that, the risk of losing capital quickly is even greater.
7. When the market is too ferocious, Wait And See is the right choice
Under certain conditions, prices will move too fluctuatively so it is very difficult to predict the right entry point. Guerrilla trading techniques take full account of the potential sharing of potential risks. When market conditions are very volatile, risk of loss also increases. Therefore, wait and see can be the right solution. This type of trader will resume its action when the market is calm and price movements are more easily identified.
Example of Guerilla Trading
What is the implementation of guerrilla trading? Here's the simulation:
A guerrilla trader has a Balance of 5000 Dollars on a Zero Spread account. He will open 10 positions for 1 Lot in EUR / USD pair with the following specifications:
Moments later, the results came out. Of the 10 transactions, 7 times win and 3 times loss. Then the total net profits obtained are as follows:
From the example of guerrilla trading above, it shows how tight Money Management must be applied, do not forget to always insert it with Stop Loss. Why? Just imagine, if Win Rate decreases from 70% to 60%, then the net profit has decreased to $ 375 only.
Requirements to Become a Guerrilla Trader
Anyone can actually become a guerrilla trader. But keep in mind this one thing, whatever is chosen, be it a Scalper, Swinger, or guerrilla trader, all do not escape the risk. So to be successful in guerrilla trading, some of the properties below must be possessed:
1. Can Take Decisions Quickly and Accurately
The most important thing that guerrilla traders must have is making decisions quickly and accurately in a short time. Sounds difficult, but in reality this is what must be done. The famous forex market often changes especially in small time frames, so traders must be able to adapt to this situation quickly.
2. Can Trading Without Emotions
What's done is done. Let bygones be bygones. A successful guerrilla trader must enter the market without involving emotions at all. So, when the open position turns out to be a lot of loss, they should not be too sorry for the decision that has been made. Conversely, if you profit a lot, they also have to be able to refrain from greedy or greedy attitude, which can lead to lust for overtrading.
3. Always prioritize money management
Every guerrilla trader must know exactly how much resistance he has. Even Money Management calculations also need to be recorded in trading journals, and applied strictly when entering the forex market. This is important so that you can find out exactly how many lots are safe to transact when opening a position, and be able to make a clear picture of how much total loss and total profit that will be obtained when exiting the market at high speed.
4. Qualified Trading Experience
It took years of experience to master guerrilla trading techniques. They must have felt various difficult situations and high pressure when entering the forex market. Starting from failed profits, Margin Call, wrong open position, and so forth. Sometimes the confidence in the opportunities for profit in front of you can disappear instantly when the market moves against the position. With the existence of a qualified trading experience, this type of trader will be resilient and have a strong mentality to face the rigors of the forex market competition.
Guerrilla Trading Tips
In order not to fall into crocodile holes (or experience fatal loss), several things need to be prepared in guerrilla trading, including the following:
1. The key is Stop Loss
Discipline in trading must be properly enforced, especially in managing Stop Loss. Why? Because the speed of guerrilla trading can overwhelm traders in manually overseeing floating positions. Thus, SL that can run automatically in limiting losses is certainly very necessary. This also ensures that all opened positions have an acceptable amount of risk according to the risk tolerance limit.
2. Trend Following Trading
Trading by following a trend is the best strategy for guerrilla traders. If you are a news trader, please keep abreast of the latest economic news on Forex Calendar. For example, recently announced the release of positive US economic data. Usually, the USD will move long, while the opponents will be EUR, GBP, AUD and NZD will move short. This kind of data release is usually a sign of the emergence of a new trend, and the entry position should be opened following it.
If you are a technicalist, trend changes can be identified using the Moving Average indicator and Price Action confirmation. Trend changes can be identified when prices move across the MA line and are closed below or above it. After that, confirmation is obtained when a candlestick formation is formed which indicates forwarding or price reversal.
3. Apply the Averaging Technique in Certain Conditions
Limiting the loss that occurs can be done in various ways, one of which is applying the Averaging Down technique. The implementation of the Averaging Down strategy is as follows. For example, the first position is opened with a Buy entry. It turned out that prices dropped and floating minus also happened. This is where the Averaging Down technique can be applied to prevent floating minus from getting wider, that is by opening a Buy position again in a certain range of price intervals. The hope is that when the second Buy position is opened, the price will move up and can treat losses that occur in the initial position.
Perform this Averaging technique with careful analysis, and always confirm the direction of price movements by using Momentum Indicators or Trend Indicators.
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