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|08 Oct 2004, 10:53 PM
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IWO Redemption House Show Results:
IWO Redemption: Week 3
The Countdown runs out for IWO Redemption as the colourful pyro lit up the arena as we pan across the arena catching the excitement and atmosphere of the live crowd. A Video clip featurette airs as we take a look back from the 3 man Tag-in match by Rusty, Force and Morello. We get to the end with Force blind tagging Morello as the atmosphere changes when Force plants Rusty with a Reverse Spike DDT off the Top! We get a glimmer of joy as Force raises back to his feet with a evil grin wiped across his face....
The camera focuses upon Alli Sabbah sitting in his market stall talking upon the phone in a hushed voice which can barely be heard.
"Hello there Abdul I trust you have procured the items I requested."
He listens for a while.
"Good good it is well that you have not disappointed me again like that last time when the wrong shipment was received. I trust you remember the lesson you have learned from that?"
A voice can be heard frantically on the other line but the words are undecipherable.
"Oh well water under the bridge as they say my friend just be sure to have them in place when needed. Your uniform is ready for you upon your arrival in the arena be sure to not draw attention to yourself."
He listens again.
"Oh yes and be sure to drop off Dantes purchase to him as well I am sure he will be needing it next week."
Alli looks up and notices that he is being filmed.
" Sorry my friend but I must go it seems as if privacy is not respected around here."
with that he hangs up the phone and turns to the camera and as the screen fades he can be heard to say.
"Well now is there anything you are interested in purchasing my friend."
**Suddenly a rather short figure walks down in the dark then raises his arms when hes in the riong and fire comes all outside the ring then the lights come on revealing Swinn Alli Sabbas dwarfish assistant standing in the ring wearing blue jeans and a Khaos t-shirt. He begins to speak in his small high pitched voice.**.
Um hello there I just wanted to address everyone regarding my match verses Cutlip. I khaos am very afraid and would like to apologise in advance for and slight I might have caused you Mr. Cutlip. Please do not hurt me for I am a sad pitiful man who is not really the god of punk and really just a sad and pitiful excuse for a human being
**Tears well up in his eyes and he begins to speak more frantically.**
I mean please you gotta listen I never wanted to be a wrestler I just wanted to be a gardner. I thought I was being hired as the janitor not to fight big tough people like you. How about you just let me come in the ring and lie down and you pin me. Please you gotta help me Im so very afraid to be hurt.
**He breaks down in sobs and crawls miserably out of the arena on his hands and knees.**
**Mercy Drives Follow hits the arena as the fans stand on their feet to chant an unwanted Cutlip Sucks Chant, But Cutlip looks to the crowd, and simply ignored them, with a definite game face on**
**Grabs mic and stands in middle of ring, simply looking around**
You know, Khaos, I really feel sorry for you pal ..I feel sorry that tonight, Im going to have to crush you. You see, I havent been the happiest of people as of late, due to the cowardly ways of Mr. Fatel. I havent gotten over the way the way he ..
**Looks as if he a cat bit his tongue, as hes afraid to admit the truth**
.The way he kicked my ass last week.
**Fans cheer a bit**
Now normally, I would get over an ass-kicking ..if it were done correctly and honestly. The way Dante handled me after the match, is just the saddened truth of what he will simply grind down too eventually, and become the biggest coward in IWO history. Now If only he had never low-blowed me, he probably would be lying in a hospital bed right now, no, he WOULD be lying in a hospital bed.
**Fans Boo, and chant the words Cutlip hates to hear CUTLIP SUCKS, CUTLIP SUCKS! **
Oh what the hell do you people know of wrestling, all you do is keep your eyes glued to a TV, and judge and talk all the shit you want, Id like to see one of you out here in the ring with me, or any IWO wrestler for that matter.
**Fans continue to boo**
So like I was saying, Dante, you will pay and have your crap clammed down your throat. Now to Khaos Khaos, Its very sad that youre not going to be making checks anymore.
Maybe last week, I was a bit short of taking Dante out of the world of professional wrestling .
**Once again looks calm, but after a furious face is shown by Cutlip, he raises his tone very loud and clear**
BUT COME TONIGHT, KHAOS, I WILL CAUSE YOUR WHOLE FACE KHAOS. After tonight you will not be able to walk, you will not be able to stand, you wont even be able to eat with the beating you have that is anxiously awaiting you my friend.
I promise each and everyone of you here, and all you people at home, and to everyone in the back , all of IWO, I WILL take this shitface out of the world of professional wrestling, because after the harsh, crucial, unbelievable beating for you my friend, you will have your crap clammed down your throat. See you in hell .
So Seeing as our match is next Khoas, come to the ring to get this shit over with....
We return As Khoas steps into the ring he poses for the crowd as the Crowd sit on the hands doing nothing. The match begins with Khaos staring evilly at Swinn the dwarf who is sitting out in the crowd still dressed as Khaos and juggling. While hes staring at Swinn Cutlip runs at him and clotheslines him from behind driving him to his knees. Khaos looks stunned as he tries to rise from his precarious position. Cutlip wastes no time capitalizing on his advantage and begins delivering kicks to khaos's spine. Khaos rolls away to the corner of the ring and uses the turnbuckle to pull himself to a standing position although you can see the agony on his face. Cutlip charges at him and somehow he gathers up enough strength to dodge aside as Cutlip runs past him toward the turnbuckle. Cutlip stops just before connecting, however Khaos doesnt notice this and begins to address the crowd. "See thats how you do it. Now that hes ran into the turnbuckle Ill show you all...." He is interrupted as Cutlip spins him around and delivers a devestating Clamma Bomb. Cutlip rolls onto Khaos and the ref counts the 1...2...3....Cutlip is the Winner!
Cutlip rolls out of the ring before the ref can even raise his hand in victory while the crowd boos heavily. Suddenly Cutlip stops and reaches under the ring pulling out a large metal pole. Khaos meanwhile is beginning to sit up and looks dazed. Cutlip sees this and walks into the ring behind Khaosand winds up the pole like a baseball bat and swings. He cracks Khoas in the mid section and holds the pipe up in the air to finish off a grounded Khoas....Cutlip looks arounda as the Crowd is heavily chanting "CUTLIP SUCKS!", Cutlip inraged Drops the Pipe as he kicks Khoas savagelly in the stomach...
Cutlip rolls out of the ring, Points to the camera and then Points to Khoas int eh ring. "You're Next Dante...."
|08 Oct 2004, 10:54 PM
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As we return we see the assistant Chef walking the hallways holding a silver platter heading for the dressing rooms. The Chef passes a curious Force..."Hey Where you taking that boy!?" The young chef looks back at Force, "I have orders to take this order of Pasta and Meat to Morello's Room" Intrigued Force stands up and addresses the Chef face to face, "Really, Well I think you better give it to me so I can deliver it to Morello myself." Confused the Chef continues, "I have strict orders not to muck around and take it straight to his room." Force grabs the Chef by his collar, "Either you give me that Slate of food or I'll will make your face look like Todays Special!" The Chef nervously remembers the Special is Smashed Crab as he instantly surrenders the Food to Force. "Thank You, Now get the Fuck outta here!" The Chef runs off back to the Kitchen as Force opens off the silver top and grins....
Don't say you didn't ask for it....
**The Camera focuses from Pitch black to Dante sitting back in his rusty stool backstage somewhere...
With a Lit Cigarrette in his hand and a serious look on his face Dante sits up to re-address the camera.**
You thought you were king shit, trying to fucking scare me with your dumbass shouting and threats. Hell I thought to myself "How the Fuck can I teach this dumbshit a lesson?" Then it came to me. "Kick his ass, doesn't matter how just fucking break him!" So I did, wasn't clean but I got the message across. I'm not afraid of you Cutlip, You can say this and that but you had to be put in your fucking place.
**Dante stares blankly at teh Camera as the Crowd ive a mixed reaction on Dante's response...**
hearing the crowd before they really don't think much of you, You arrogant pompuss prick, Generally I don't think much of you either, like my Opponent. Tonight its just Slim pickings for Myself as I go up against "The Boss" yet another worthless sack of shit. I'll probably kick his ass so hard he'll probably be in intersive care for Weeks while surgeons are fishing pieces of Teeth down his throat in the surgery room. But Cutlip I openly accept your Rematch for Next Week at No Remorse but be sure....
**More Mixed Reation from the Crowd as Dante continues to speak**
You Will Lose, Don't you get it? You can't win, You're just some punk kid trying too fucking hard here. That type of shit will get you nowhere here, Fucking Nowhere kid! So you can try, dear lord you can try to beat me or even hurt me but rest assure it'll be you on that Mat neek week in a pool of your own blood while I walk out....
The Better Man....
Just finally before I leave you, just watch the Example that I make of "The Boss" because I'll be thinking of you and how your pathetic existance just manages to Push me to the edge....
**Dante, Folds up the stool, flicks the cigarette out of his grip and walks out of the Camera shot as it fades to Black....**
The Bell sounds in the background cutting off "The Weak and Powerless" From Dante's Entrance.
Dante sizes Boss up as He Kicks him in the Gut and savagely Kicks The Boss in the Mouth. Boss crashes to his back as Dante steps on Boss's Throat as he starts bleeding from the Mouth on the Ground. Dante grabs His Head and Raises him to His Feet, Dante snaps his arm over his head and he offloads The Boss with a Spinning T-Bone Suplex. The Boss Bounces a few times off the Mat as Dante, Handsrpings across the Ring to hit a Moonsalt Splash. Dante hooks the Leg...1......2.....Shoulder-up!
Boss still bleeding from the Mouth struggles to His Feet but Dante snaps in a reverse headlock as he drops to knees to hit the Modified orton backbreaker. Dazed Dante re-raises Boss to his feet as he Nails him with a Spike DDT. Dante rolls back to his feet as he continues to Clutch onto Boss's head and Spike DDTs him Back into the Mat a Second time, he rolls back to his knees, gets to his Feet a Third time still holding onto Boss and Plants him finally with a Third and Final Spike DDT!
Dante Rolls Boss's Lifeless Body into the Corner as he climbs the opposite end looking for the Straight Flush, the Crowd Errupt as Dante climbs to the top and signals for it. Dante stops and Smiles and springboards from one end of the ring to the other with a Senton Flip Dropkick to the Face. The Crowd heavily Cheer as Dante connects with teh massive hit. Dante drags Boss's body to the Center of the Ring who's Mouth is a bloody mess and a camera on the outside of the ring gets a close up of a lose tooth lost from Boss's Mouth after the Straight Flush. back in the Arena, Dante places one Foot on Boss's Turso as the Ref Counts him out...1....2.....3! Dante is announced the Winner after he destroys The Boss.....
|08 Oct 2004, 10:57 PM
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**Rolls Down Window**
Yeah, I know I said I didnt care about this stuff I know I said that Sabbah wasnt a threat. I know I said he was a stepping-stone. He still is a stepping-stone, now its just personal. Sabbah, that was bullshit. That was pure bullshit and I sure as hell aint gonna stand for it. I should have your title for it. You should be suspended got-damnit. Dont you EVER think that I will skip an opportunity to win dirty against you from now on. You, Sir, have made an enemy out of me. Dont forget it, I sure wont.
As for this tag team stuff I dunno. Im just getting shoved into this shit. Wheres my control here? Wheres my prerogative? Just who the hell is this Jason guy and why am I set up with him?
Whatever. Fuck him and fuck you. Get that camera outta my got-damned face.
**Rolls Up Window**
Force gets to Morello's Dressing room as he stirs his food in with his Finger, Force wipes the excess pasta on his jacket as he knocks on Mroello's Door. A Loud "What do ya want!" is heard front he room. Force puts on a Shady Italian accent as he shouts back, "You're Pasta is here....ah Senior....." Force smacks his head as he just realises what he said. "Leave it at the Door and get lost!" Force sets it down and walks away, but as he walks away he tosses an empty Medicine container in the nearby bin. He rounds the corner as the Camera examines the bin to find the only contents an empty laxative container. They camera spins around we see Morello walk out in a Bath Robe and pick up the Pasta slate and walk back into his room eager to chow down....
The Camera backstage changes to Ravage who limps into the arena past the security guards with a heavily bandaged forehand, The Crowd cheer Ravage back after the footage of the First Blood match is aired as we see Rage fake and injury to claim victory. Ravage limps slowly over to Jake Price the back stage report. "Oh hello Ravage, He didn't expect you back so soon after last week's brutal innocent." Josh holds the mic up to Ravage's face awaiting a response..."Where is Rage?!" a little alarmed and nervous Jake replies...."Well I don't know where he is now but he is scheduled in a Tag team Match later tonight with Force against Morello & Rusty..." Ravage limps away angrily....
In he background we see a shady Security guard sneak back into the Arena, "Where the hell have you been!" Alarmed the Security looks around as the Head in Security confronts him....The new security guard nervously judders, "We-ell I was checking the outside of the arena for any unwanted trouble markers.....ahhh sir" "AND! What did you find?" "Ahhh Well I saw some Kids skateboarding.....Sir" "And What did you do about it!?!" The new security guard thinks for a minute hoping to say the right answer, "Ahhhh I beat them silly with my Nightstick, Sir" after that comment an awkward silence between the Guards is exchanged. "GOOD!, Damn Teenagers!" The Head Security guard looks at other way as he continues to bad mouth teenagers while the new security quickly bails out in the other direction....
**The camera focuses backstage with Alli relaxing in a hot tub with a few of his wives.**
Hello Hello my friends. First of all let me congratulate Chris upon his victory in his match.
**The Crowd boos heavily as Alli raises a glass of champagne to the camera and slowly sips from it.**
Now to address my opponants. Tim Ross you were very foolish to refuse my generous offer earlier and now you seem to be throwing some sort of tantrum. I would like to show my adoring fans some footage of your way of wrestling.
**The crowd boos as footage shows Tim Ross with his feet on the ropes trying to get a cheap victory over Alli.**
See Tim you fail to realize that honesty is the best policy in business and that is why you lost. Unlike myself who is a man of complete honor you had to try and cheat to beat me. Here is the result of your treachery.
**Footage shows of Alli giving Ross the closing deal and pinning him. The crowd starts chanting Alli sucks Alli sucks.**
And such language Tim. I would never use such profanity in front of women and children they are precious and should not be corrupted. I am glad you failed to join me for I could never team with such a dishonest foul mouthed heathen.
**Alli shakes his head sadly until one of his wives whisper in his ear then he smiles and says.**
As for you Jason. Perhaps it is time for me to offer you one of my remarkable deals.
Chris listen up too for it involves you as well. As you both know I am the Middleweight Champion yet I keep wrestling in tag matches. Now as great as it is for me to team with such a wrestler as Chris it would be better if I could concentrate on my title defenses. Therefore my offer is as follows. if you join up with us Jason I Alli Sabbah will agree to finance yuourself and Cris as the newest and greatest tag team in the IWO. As a matter of fact I will even agree to have made for the both of you something the IWO is severely lacking. TAG TEAM BELTS. All you have to do Jason is join us and the entire world will be at your fingertips. See what it did for Chris you also can benefit from joining with us. I look forward to doing business with you in the future and hope you realize that I Alli am your friend while Mr. Ross is.... Well you saw how he is for yourself.
**Alli waves his hand dismissively to the camera and it goes black for a second then shows footage of Tim Ross saying Fuck him and fuck you too.**
|08 Oct 2004, 10:58 PM
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AsWe Return We See Ali Sabbah Being Carried To The Ring On His Man Powered Human Chariot. The Chariot Is Lowered As Ali Sabbah Steps Into The Ring. "silther By Velvet Revolver" Is Played Over The Arena As Chris Stunner Marches Out To Ehr Ing And Meet Up With Ali Sabbah. Jason Makes It Out To the Ring To The Sound Of "Breaking The Habit By Linkin Park, But Just As Jason Gets In The Ring Ali Sabbah Holds Out....The NEW IWO Tag Team Title Gold. He Hands One To Jason And Hands One To Chris Stunner. As "Blackmail The Universe" Is Played Over The Arena Jason And Chris Are Still Looking At The Tag Titles That Have Just Been Handed To Them.
Tim Ross Angrily Gets In The Ring As The Crowd Heavily Boo, Tim Goes Over To His Partner Jason And Grabs The Belt Out Of His Hands To Take A Look Of It Himself. Suddenly Jason Knocks Tim Ross Over And He Stomps Away On His Back, Chris Stunner Joins In And So Does Ali Sabbah, This Three On One Beating Continues After Ali Sabbah And Chris Hold Tim Ross Up And Jason Delivers The Brain Damage To Tim Ross Followed By A Lionsalt From Chris Stunner and A Frog Splash From Jason. Ali Sabbah Picks Tim Ross Off The Ground As Jason And Chris Hold Him, Ali Sabbah Grabs His Middleweight Title From The Corner And Shines It Up Before He Cracks It Over Tim Ross's Head. Not Satisfied Ali Raises Tim Ross To His Feet By Himself As He Hits The Closing Deal To Add Insult To Injury And For The Hell Of It Slaps On The Barter Camel Clutch While He Smiles To Pose For The Crowd! The Ring Has Repetitively Been Rung For A Long Time As This Match Has Ended Up In A No Contest As The Three Men Stand In The Centre Of The Ring With Their Hands Raised To The Crowd Who Are Speechless.
**Ali Sabbah Picks Up The Mic To Address The Crowd....**
"Well To Answer All Your Question People, Your New Iwo World Tag Team Champions, Chris Stunner And Jason!" The Crowd Cheer Where As Jason And Chris Just Stare At Each Other From The Opposite Sides Of Ali Sabbah. "you See The Boys Accepted My Generous Offer Of World Tag Team Dominance In The Iwo As Today I Had A Meeting With The Boss To Further Confirm The Legitimacy Of The Tag Titles. Anyway Congratulate Your Champions...
**Ali Hands Them Each Their Tag Titles Off The Ground, The Crowd cheer as Jason and Chris individually hold up their own tag Titles**
"As For One Tim Ross, Such A Waste Of Money For Someone With No Sense Of Power Or Intelligence So I'm Here To Guide You To enlightenment."
**Ali Sabbah Drags Tim Ross To The Closet Corner Who's Forehand Is A Bloody Mess After The Title Shot To The Headand Climbs To The Top Rope. He Blows Kisses To The Crowd As He Hits A Defenseless Tim Ross With The Inflation! All Sabbah Then Rolls Out Of The Ring With His Middleweight Title Over His Shoulder As He Points To The New Tag Team Champions And Claps His Way Out Of The Entrance Way...**
**Chris Stunner and Jason look at each other as they don't realise what has happened, But before they can fully come to term with the bombshell announcement a lovely young blonde lady walks out to the entrance way wearing a red business skirt and holding a piece of paper with reading glasses on, The Male fans cheer and whistle as she draws attention away from the happenings in the ring..."
"Ummmm Hello Chris and Jason I'm Ms. Veronica Lovely; I have an announcement from Yours and my Boss, Mr. Robeson. Anyway, Let me read to you what Mr. Robeson as instructed me to tell you....
It has come to my attention that One Ali Sabbah Middleweight Champion has Crowned IWO Superstars Chris Stunner and Jason as the IWO Tag Team Champions. I regret to infrom you but even though Ali Sabbah and Myself did discuss the issue of the Tag Team Title it was never concluded to legitimate the Titles as I have no interest of reinstating the Tag Team Division Championships. So I would like to say those Tag Titles mean nothing here and your Match at No Remorse still stands. Sorry about this grievous news but those Tag Titles are pretty much useless.
But Two both men I bid you Good Luck for No Remorse...
Yours Sincerely, John Robeson"
**Ms. Veronica takes off her glasses and flicks her hair as she seductively waves goodbye to the crowd and blows a kiss to Chris Stunner and Jason who are standing in the ring shocked. They realise the goal of this trick as they turn around to see Tim Ross a mangled Wreck after the beat down**
|08 Oct 2004, 11:00 PM
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And though the nigh time is reaching it's climax, the progression of the protagonist against his antagonists continues on... the struggle, the external conflict, it seems never ending. The dialouge is fraught with anger and despair, and pride. Unalienable pride that will break for all but one. The winner will take all. He will take the title. He will take the glory. He will take thier pride, and thier livelyhood. Will those who do not triumph stand this with nothing more than a moan, or be sprung into the everlasting midnight of failure? And will he who overcomes and proves his words were true, shall he gloat? Shall he be filled with a shock and surprise, a tear of knowing dropping from the window to his soul? Or shall he accept it, dignified, unaffected, indifferent. Having known all along the outcome, how will it feel when the fortune tellings and horoscopes come about as all right? When the stars have aligned in a way that all goes according to schedual. Will he even smile in joy? Or will it feel lackluster, unearned, an accomplishment to be mentioned under his breath?
Will they give him a valid reason of unbridled happiness over the inevitable? Will they step up, and give him something to fight for?
Will they prove him wrong?
They can't prove me wrong. The victory is what's coming. V-Day is on the horizon, shining down on us all, but casting shadows on your distressed faces. The zenith is where you will find me, overlooking your valley with smug arrogance.
Because I'll have earned it.
I'll have proved it.
I'll have won it.
The stress cracks are slowly appearing on your forms... it is my weight that put them there. It is my dominance that was a catalyst for them to form.
Morello and I, vs. Force and Rage.
= meaningless.
Shall I even show up for this match? Shall I pay any mind whatsoever to the outcome?
Psychological advantage and all, maybe consider it a warm up for the final confrontation.
But why, oh why, must I team up with Morello? Really?
I feel no bond with this individual nor kinship. He is no peer of mine. But here we are, joined by contractural obligation imposed on us by some unseen pseudo deity of the IWO.
I rarely... mark that, never answer to legal implications that try to control me. I don't give in to threats. I do not cower at the power of intimidation.
I do things for myself. I shall participate in this useless battle that will not amount to anything.
But I will go in there and do things my way. For my benefit. For my means and measures.
And for you, I shall do nothing.
Force and Rage... Prepare for failure.
And Morello... don't expect to be left out of that particular club.
* To Awake and Avenge the dead hits the PA. Everyones attention turns to the entrance as Johnny Rage struts out to the ring to a chorus of boos*
Like I said last week, I was going to come and destroy Ravage and look what happened to him. People asked me why I had to do that, people said why did you do it Johnny. Well do you want to know why? Its because I was out for blood. It was a first blood match, what was I supposed to do? He brought that upon himself. First he made it so I lost my rightful title shot at the battle royal and then costing me my match against Jason, he was just asking to get his ass beat. Big deal if he got injured during the match, it was still the match. I had to make sure I won, so I did what was necessary to get the win. Just because he was hurt doesnt mean I wasnt going to get my revenge. And revenge is what I got.
Let that be a message to every single one of you here in the IWO. If you mess with me at all, be prepared to get your ass beaten mercilessly.
*Johnny stares out into the crowd as the fans give him a huge batch of heat*
Now this week I am teamed with Unstoppable Force against Tony Morello and Rusty Cooledge . This is going to be a great match, for me. I am going to go in with no help from Force mind you and just tear apart Cooledge and Morello. I will left up one of them, up on my shoulders and then give them an earth shattering Meltdown, then the other one will feel the power of the Meltdown. Cooledge, I am out for blood now, you tell us to prepare for failure. I am not preparing to fail, I wont fail. You will be the one staring up at the lights as the ref counts 1, 2, 3.
And a word of advice for you Force, if you even think about getting in my way you can bet your ass that I wont even hesitate to kick your ass like you were my opponent not my partner.
*Johnny Rage drops the mic and walks out the ring, as the camera cuts to a commercial*
We cut to a Camera inside Morello's Dressing as Obsecure Sounds and Italian cursing is heard through the Closed Bathroom Door....
Victory...is a sweet thing..theres no satisfaction like it...and last week..I was supposed to get that satisfaction..and I didn't.. You see..I won the match last week..But I now come to find out that i'm in another match with Rusty and Morello... I'm so utterly tired of this playing around crap. All these little fancy tag matches and such are really going nowhere...and..lets look at the facts here..
Rusty beat me and Morello at the Battle Royal..and I won last week..so it's obvious that Morello should be out of the picture...But I now see he could be part of the title match..Now..I don't have a clue what he's doing to stay in the title hunt..but what I do know is..he won't be in it for long..You see...I have a supreme dislike for little maggots who get what they don't deserve..and it's unfortunate for you Morello...that the powers that be didn't tag you up with me..because Now I can break your neck..and although several of my attempts have failed...this one won't..you can guarentee that..
Now Rusty..your confidence level still seems to be riding high..which somewhat surprises me..seeing as I'm the only one to beat the 2 other candidates for the title 1..2...3..See..you can spout off your little meaningless catchphrases..Fuck...you can go put on some wings and fly off a bridge if you want too...But the fact of the matter remains..you have NEVER...EVER...pinned me...or Morello for that matter..You wanted to call yourself an inmovable object...well I moved you last week..and I will do it this week..and however many times I have too..to win that world title.
On to this week..another prep match for the 3 title contenders..me being with Rage..and Rusty and Morello as partners..Now..in wrestling..they're some matches...you just don't want to mess up on..and this one may be it....I will get a final glance at my competitors before the showdown for the title..One last Chance to study them..to find any glaring weaknesses..So Rage..I'm not worried about you..not one bit..see..you're in the big time now kid..no more of the jobber shit..and I don't trust you..because quite frankly..I think you'll wet your pants..But...I will try to form a little teamwork with you..but once our little match is over...Hunting season is open on you..
So.the final precursor to the night is upon us..Now I take every match seriously...but I might look past this one a little bit..and on to bigger things..But..I'm bringing my A game out there...and Rusty and Morello will as well..So this is the final encounter before the match that matters..and it will be an interesting one to say the least..All I can say is...Stay Tuned...Stay Tuned...
Again we cut again to another Camera as it follows Rage to the Ring for the Tag Team match, When Out of nowhere Ravage Clubs Rage with his Crotches, Inraged Ravage crushes the Crotches into Rage's spine repeatatively as angrily swears and shouts At Rage. Ravage Grabs him and throws some hard right hands into Rage before he knees him and tosses him down a flight of stairs. Rage spills dangerous down the Staircase and crashs at the bottom a mess. "Little Son of a Bitch!" Rage shouts, Finally some Ring officials find where Ravage is and order him away from Rage who lays a twisted Wreck and the base of the Stairway. Before he leaves the Scene, Ravage Screams back "I'll Fucking see you at No Remorse! Bitch!"
|08 Oct 2004, 11:01 PM
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As the Tag Match is annouced Rusty effortlessly marches to the Ring, which the crowd behind him. He hops in the ring as "Eyes Wired Shut" plays over the Arena as The Unstoppable Force marches to the ring. Force gets in thering and gets in Rusty's face as it seems Both their Partners have been eliminated from Competeting. But before they can get to action a Dark Shadowly Figure once again Graces the Entracne way with his pressence.
"Rusty Cooledge and The Unstoppable Force, Two True Warriors of the IWO but I did listen to what you guys had to say about this Tag Team Match up, Now seeing as your partners are no long active for the night common sense would lead us to a Straight out singles match up. Well for that to happen I'd have to give it the go ahead but of course, I'm not going to do that. But I will allow you to Pick Your Match up for No Remorse, Now even Though Morello couldn't make it he is still part of the match as much as as a Referee is involved in a match, He's there when you need him him but not there when you need him the most. But These are you choices...
- Hardcore TLC Match
- 3 Way Iron Man Match
- 3 Man Table Elimination
- The Match I thought up just for this Occassion.... The IWO Coliseum
I'll Run down the Logistics of Each match Type:
TLC+ Title Match:
Your basic Ladder for the Heavyweight Title make but the Outsides of the Ring will be Littered with various Items from Bin, Tables, Chairs, Fire Exstingushers, Janitorial Instruments etc.
3 Way Iron man Match:
Instead of Two men, Three Men, The Man with the Most Pinfall count at the end will be IWO Champion
Table Elimination:
The Winner has to Put Both Opponents through Tables, But If You're Put through you can still be in it if the Person that put you through a hasn't put you're other Opponent through a Table also.
The IWO Coliseum:
I Know you eager to hear this one, The Ring is surrounded by an 16ft Cage, not that modern version where the Cage is Chicken Wire I mean the Old Steel Black Frame with a Grid of Horizontal Squares about 4 inches wide and tall for each square, On the walls will be Various Weaponms to use however the IWO Championship Title dangles 22ft above the Ring. To get the title you have to first escapse the Coliseum by climbing over the Top and on the outside is a 20ft Ladder, On the South end of the Coliseum is a little flip down hatch wide enough to slide the Ladder Through and for you to also fit through to re-enter the Coliseum, By now you should realise the 20ft Ladder is used to Get the Title and to Win this Gurelling match.
Now I will leave this wide open for You 3 to decide..."
Paul Robeson Bows as he exits the Stage as IWO Redemption goes off the Air....
Weak Ending I know, But You can't have a Tag match Unless all 4 Men promo....
Anyway Rusty, One and Sub, PM which you'd prefer....
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We're parked alongside friends in sites #111 and #113 at the Pioneer RV Park, next to the Medina River as it flows through Bandera, TX. We've often driven through Bandera, but have never actually stayed here. But, we're here for 3 nights on our way north so we'll have an opportunity to check out the antique stores, honky-tonk bars and cafes.
Sites in the upper section (1-70) are pull through, back-to-back shared utility sites which means you end up sharing your "patio" and front door area with another RV. These upper terrace sites are the only ones with cable TV, and there's nearly nothing OTA here in Bandera. On the lower terrace all sites are back-in; sites 75-88 are very near the highway and bridge but have the most back-in maneuvering space. Sites 89-118 provide river viewing to the front and sites 121-154 provide river viewing to the rear. End site #121 would be very private and quiet with a great rear window view toward the river. Sites 105, 107 and 109 have good late afternoon shade. Any sites between 103 and 138 are furthest from the highway and probably most quiet.
With temps pushing into the 80's, we enjoyed the convenience of walking down to the cool shade along the river with our lawn chairs. We also appreciated the short walk into town from the RV park. The well advertised OST (Old Spanish Trail) restaurant is within 3 blocks and the antique stores are even closer! Just around the corner at the intersection of highway 16 and Main Street is the visitors center, well worth a stop for maps, live music schedules and other great information.
While in Bandera we checked out two other RV parks, Riverside RV less than a mile east of Pioneer. And, Skyline Ranch RV, about 1 mile west of town along highway 16. Riverside is laid out much like Pioneer, right along the river, closer to highway 16 and with fewer trees. Some of the Riverside sites have concrete pads – we didn't see any sites at Pioneer with anything besides grass or gravel. Skyline Ranch is about 140 sites sprawling through nicely wooded meadows. Right next door is the Wildhorse Saloon bar and grill, a nice walk-able destination for those not wanting to drive (and park) in Bandera. Overall Skyline reminds a lot of On The River Campground in Kerrville. Both would be great destinations – the slightly rowdy honky-tonks of Bandera or the more laid back and bigger town of Kerrville.
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There are woods behind, full of tall nameless trees. Those ageless witches covered by thick barks have taken over the lands with their dark long branches, and narrow spaces between themselves. The grass at their roots have obliterated brown. The earth there is sheltered, with grass and mighty goddesses of the forest. The rain falls softly on this cushion. It is more than water and moisture. It has taken the abandon of the clouds, the wisdom of grandmothers and freewill of the winds.
The lake ahead is trying hard to contain a turmoil erupting from within its depths. Tiny waves scarring its surface betray the secrets it wants to hold. The clouds tease him. They unleash a drizzle that will touch, entice and infiltrate its barriers. The spies within will get lost within the currents and rebel against their own mother. The revolt turns into a wild dance of passion and restraint. All water, held against its will by the greater powers of sky and earth. Where would the child go? It seeks to escape with the favorite uncle, the wind. But that traitor of the gods, he will drop them the moment it hears the roaring of the thunder from Zeus.
I sleep on the earth. Waiting for that stubborn, helpless son to make a choice and escape. He can rest with me, or take me along to whichever faraway land he seeks for adventure. I care not for my footprints to be left for worried search parties. All I ask is for him to leave the scent behind.
Calling Home
The neem tree outside the window looked bald and deprived. It had shed its leaves. The mango tree next to it was in bloom, as if mocking its neighbor. Little did she know that no one cared for its flowers, but someone definitely missed the neem's jade green canopy.
Her mirror was missing again. She didn't miss it, but she noticed its absence. That explained her barren looking walls. A lone lamenting voice coming out of a machine created disturbances in the air. The only kind she liked.
She sat down, trying not to look anywhere and to hold that moment to herself. To enjoy that solitude and peace, all by herself. The sun was growing weak, ready to sink into dusk. She wished it would hold on for a moment longer and not slip in to the cloak of evening, not just yet. She liked the way it fell on her window glass, touching it, not cutting across in a rush to reach the floor.
She looked at her overflowing book shelf. Part pride, part regret. There was too much white space around she felt. Birds outside were talking to each other, she wished she could know who they were. She didn't want to understand what they said, that would be an uncivil intrusion on their freedom and privacy.
Her windows were left open, to let her room breathe. Her mother, had she been present, would have asked her to keep it shut, for fear of mosquitoes. But for now she wasn't there and the room could behave however its owner wanted. This room was home. There was no one here, no one's possessions encroached upon its territory. Everything inside was hers to call home. She would have wished for this to be an ever-present state, a perpetual ownership.
A knock forced her to pause her reverie. "Have you paid the rent yet?", asked someone. She shook her head and went back to staring at a tiny screen. There's a price to pay for everything. But it's never too big a price if you can call the purchase home, however temporary.
The lament continued with another tune, with another softer voice. Her eyes returned to the flowers that covered every branch and caressed every leaf on the mango trees. It was said that the flowers had a mild sweet scent similar to that of the lily of the valley. She didn't know whether she'll ever be able to confirm that. She didn't know if she would be around to see the fruits either. But that could wait, she didn't need to concern herself with that at the moment.
For now, contentment was to be the flavor and rhyme.
>An Old Wives' Tale
This is the perfect date, no webcam between us, he thought.They shared a Diet Coke and ate fries."I'll wait for your status update." She received a text as soon as she reached home.She updated her status immediately : 2nyt ws awsm, gr8, lulzzzzzz.The boy, heartbroken, deactivated his account.
Drop Your Pants!
"Drop your Pants!" The security guard yelled at me. This was going to be very very embarrassing.
I dropped the pair held in my hands right away. Whoever thought people would want to wear buff colored pants, let alone get caught stealing them?
The Muse's Farewell
>Once upon a time there was a girl. She thought of too many things, dreamed of even more. She believed in a few things, hoped for even fewer. She questioned too much, but answered all by herself. She smiled too much, but never knew if she was happy.
One evening, on a ceasing winter's day, she met her Hero.
She never thought she would meet a Hero. He had wild dreams, and wilder ways. He cared not for things usual, but pursued things that others had no time for. He was her Hero and she cared not for what he was, because she knew only of what he would become. Her thoughts, dreams, beliefs, hopes, questions and answers, smiles were all for the Hero.
He called her his Muse. And she felt special to be his Muse. Was there any greater joy than to be an inspiration? The Muse and the Hero, they marched along that dangerous path of discovery and adventure. There were many ideas to be ensnared and many to be enslaved. He would conquer, she would guide. He would wonder, she would reflect. Life began to run, but time had slowed down. What was time but a construct of science meant to keep mere mortals on their toes? Why think of time when the imagination begged to explore other passions?
One afternoon, on a reluctant rainy day, she saw the first fall.
It was as if she had been knocked down a long flight of stairs and had collided with a solid wind. That solid wind had turned into a sea, that carried her and sank her, then brought her floating up to be charred by the sun and then calmed by the night's tide. She could have left, but she stayed on. She didn't want to be a bad Muse.
The sun rose and sank. Ships left harbors and charged into storms. Buds bloomed and leaves shed. Snow fell and fires burned. Something gave, everyone took. Seasons fled, time dipped into decay. She stayed in a corner, called when needed. But she didn't know if she was there because she was called or because she was needed. She didn't even know if she was needed at all. She didn't know if she was even wanted at all. Maybe there were others who wanted her.
She saw herself falling. She watched as her Hero fell. She tried to help her Hero rise, while trying to help herself from fading away. The Muse and the Hero stumbled and picked up, fighting and faring along. Sometimes she would watch her Hero, with real people and the real world and try to ascertain where she was. She would see the sun, from under the deep ocean and know not how far from the surface she was.
One morning, on a summer night's end, she began to question.
Does a Muse choose her Hero and make him a Hero? Or does a Hero find a Muse and give her the status of a Muse? Does anyone care for the Muse when there is a Hero? What does a Muse ever do to leave behind for herself, apart from the shadows of the Hero's footsteps? Can a Muse's only existence be to inspire and not ask for anything more? What does the Muse do after her Hero leaves for another Muse, for another life?
Was that all that was left of her being a Muse- being just a feeble spark on the dim horizon?
Or does every Muse fail when she begins to dream of her Hero turning into Pygmalion? Can a Muse never dream or hope, but only support those of her Hero? Could the Muse leave on her own accord or did she have to hang around till she was forgotten? Was there any greater misery than to be just a Muse?
She realized she knew all the answers, but didn't like them at all. So she kept questioning till she was exhausted of all her answers and knew there was no escaping the questions. She asked till she couldn't fight the answers, till she defeated the questions.
One wintry night, past some springs and monsoons, the Muse decided to cease to be.
She looked out of her window, and knew she cannot look outside anymore. She had to bid farewell to the Muse that had been for a Hero. She had to bid farewell to the caterpillar and the statue. She had to leave the depths of the ocean for the cliffs above. She had to stare at the sun straight in its face.
There were dreams to be chanced upon, thoughts to be given attention to. There were beliefs to be wrestled with, hopes to be given birth to. There were questions to be chased, answers to be discovered. There were seasons to be seen, places to be experienced. There were things to be done. There was time to be reclaimed.
There were swaying fields and dropped arms, cotton clouds and burdened orchard trees, fiery sunrises and unfettered souls, and other such inconsequential sights to smile for without asking why.
The Salesman
>(This was written on 18th April 2010. I'm finally moving it from drafts to published in the hope that seeing it online will goad me to pick it up and finally complete it.)
He lived with one mantra- Give each day your best. One day at a time. Fine, two. He woke up with one and went to bed with another. He woke up today thinking positive thoughts as prescribed to him by his spiritual quack. He suspected his quack suffered from some personality disorder or schizophrenia or some other mental mumbo jumbo for he changed ways as often as the weather changes its mind in Springfield. But he deduced that could come from what his quack called "transcending spiritual and metaphysical boundaries" or maybe he was just a big old oaf making much money selling out the inner gods. He stopped himself from thinking too much about it. He had a long day ahead of him and he really needed to get started.
His first customer for the day was a Mrs. Mamona Aergias. She lived alone in a single storied small house on the street behind the supermarket and opposite the theatre. He hoped this time she would listen to him long before dozing off on the table. He rang the bell. There was no answer for a full one minute, he counted. He rang the bell again, two in a row, and was about to complete a set of three when the door opened, and a face hidden behind layers of fat poked itself through the gap.
"Good morning, Madam. I hope today would be a good day. Here, have some coffee." With that he nudged the door open and entered.
Mrs. Aergias eyed the coffee with distaste. She wanted to go back to sleep, but she could never refuse a free offering. She pulled her robe around herself, took the coffee and plonked herself on the couch and switched on the news. He sat himself down across her on another seat and thanked an unknown god that Mrs. Aergias was too lazy to go and get her TV repaired of the sound problem. All they heard was a low droning sound and watched as the reporter showed them a midget with a beard that reached his feet. The midget was apparently trying to set a record for growing hair that was five times his height.
"So, have you thought about it?", he asked.
She shook her head distractedly.
"Well, let me go over it again with you Mrs.Aergias. What I have here is a thing that could solve all of your problems and make you a more complete, wholesome human being. You would do good not just for yourself, but for those around you. Dolorium1618 is the solution to all our problems. Imagine this, you wake up and have this severe pain plaguing your mind and body and soul. What would you do?
"Take a pain-killer"
Exactly. What if there was no pain-killer that killed it?
Mrs.Aergias shot him a look filled fury and dread. Why would the man just not leave her alone?
"I don't know"
"See… There's no real pain killer."
"Ahh.. There's no real pain then either," she chuckled at her own marvellous wit and logical deduction.
"There's no real pain killer, but there's real pain. There's pain when you can't hear your favourite talk show host bitch about the latest model. There's pain when you have to stand an hour in line to buy your favorite brand of bacon. There's pain when you want to talk but there's no one around. There's pain when you have to wake up every day and wade through life's small, but plenty, futilities.
"The only way to deal with it is to embrace it. Pain will make you stronger by pushing you to act. By pushing you to harness your energies and channelize them in the right direction. Hence Dolorium1618. Start with 4 pills a day, you will have to do something about the pain. It will wreak havoc inside you. You'd be forced to go out and about and seek help. At the same time, you will learn to accept it, understand it, make it your friend. How's the coffee?"
"Not half as bad as I thought it would be"
"Do you think you want to come on our free trial programme then?", he laid subtle emphasis on the word free, making it come out casually, as if it was part of the deal doled out to all customers.
Again Mrs.Aergias seemed to struggle between two extremes of wanting, and she knew she would succumb. She was a woman who would take death if it told her there was nothing she would have to do to be dead. He almost believed that she would embrace death more enthusiastically if it came her way because there was nothing to do after that, nothing that she knew of yet. And hence, it was even more important that he converted this one before she chose the easier way out.
– To be continued. (hopefully soon enough)
At shut of evening flowers
>Florets of sinopia and xanthous,
On a bed of smaragdine.
Stains of solferino and ferruginous,
In a cyaneous sea.
Nankeen feathers on a columbine tail,
Aubergine blooms on lovat floor lie.
An aeneous blaze on a waking star,
Leads the son under a cerulean sky.
>She doesn't know why she thinks of that day. She doesn't even remember his name. Not properly at least. She has been thinking of that day a lot lately. She tries to reconstruct the events leading up to it, she remembers most details. But not his name.
It had happened when she was seven or eight, almost fifteen years back. She can't believe so many years have gone by and she recalls it only now.
It was second period- History, in 3rd E2.
The teacher, Mrs.Gulati was considered to be strict. She didn't hesitate before doling out punishment and called lions "loins".
She was her usual talkative self, he was sitting quietly. She never bothered to ask if he ever listened, at all. She's not even sure if they talked, if they were friends, or just partners waiting to be assigned to a new companion any day. It was his birthday. But he wasn't wearing the customary new, casual dress. Every kid loved the opportunity to not dress in regular uniform. Not him though, he seemed his usual calm and composed self. There used to be some rotation, ensuring every pair got their chance to sit in the front rows. They were in the fifth or sixth row. She isn't very sure, but she remembers wherever they were sitting, it gave him enough time.
"Take out your textbooks now," Mrs.Gulati calls the class to attention.
She reaches into her bag and starts looking for the pink writing on the pages that had been treated as blinds, common method employed by most students to help identify books. It was taking her too long to find that book, he was already sitting straight, with his book in front of him. She abandons her search and begins to prepare herself for the ultimate humiliation. She has forgotten to pack the book back, now she will suffer.
"Those who don't have the textbook, go sit on the floor." Mrs. Gulati was walking between the rows, inspecting, ready to unleash the first round of punishments. She was walking two aisles away, slowly heading their way. Three students had already made their way to the floor.
He looks at her, as if studying her, his options. Silently he moves his textbook to her side. She accepts it quietly, like a mouse. Her chatter and chirping gone, mute. She doesn't even question the fairness or unfairness of it all. She just doesn't want to be sitting on that floor.
He stands up just as Mrs. Gulati approaches their desk. She looks at him, realizes it's his birthday by the big pack of toffees sitting on their desk. She wishes him, takes a toffee, but no one is spared from punishment. Not even birthday boy. She walks towards the back, inspecting. He knows what's to be done. He picks up his notebook and goes and joins the other students sitting on the floor.
She's still keeping quiet, still accepting his kindness with a shameful silence. She looks at him, wondering how angry or humiliated he must feel. He looks straight ahead, his spectacles perched on his nose, looking up at the board. Where she was earlier dreading being sent to the floor, now she's dreading the end of the class. She couldn't face him. She has no idea about the lesson, only remembers reading the text blindly, twisting her fingers and looking at him from time to time.
But the class finally comes to an end. They are given some homework and reminders to bring the required books. She forces herself to remember for tomorrow, to avoid another today. He returns to their desk, dusts off his pants and sits. She passes the book back to him.
She doesn't remember if she had thanked him or not. She doesn't remember if that bothered her then or not. She doesn't remember how rest of the day, the week, the remainder of the year had had gone. But it's been bothering her lately. She has realized only very recently how big an act of kindness it was on his part for her, at that time. He had left the school at end of that year.
His name may have been Shepherd. Or Stefford. Or neither. She feels infuriated at herself, how she remembers so many other names from school, some of whom she hadn't even talked to ever, but has forgotten his name.
So many people from your past now stalk you. She has tried looking for him. But she doesn't remember his name, has no idea how he may look now. She doesn't know if she will ever find him and will finally get to thank him. Maybe he would have changed by now, maybe he would seek her out to reclaim the gratitude owed. Maybe someone will read this, ask a friend who's known by this name if he remembers being the nicest guy for a talkative, annoying girl. She knows this is plain day-dreaming.
But she still holds some hope. To find the birthday boy and utter a very delayed "Thank you".


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The Inter-American Development Bank is coordinating the Focus on the Americas sessions during World Water Week in Sweden's capital, with a focus on adopting a new paradigm to close the gap in secure sanitation services in the region. STOCKHOLM, Sweden – Providing safe sanitation for all in Latin America requires not only significant investments, but a change of paradigm to be able to do more with less resources. Right now, only 22% to the population of Latin America and the Caribbean have access to those services.
Coding bootcamps as a response to the shortage of digital talent in Latin America
August 05, 2019
A new publication of the Inter-American Development Bank (IDB) entitled "Disrupting Talent: The Emergence of Coding Bootcamps and the Future of Digital Skills", explores the potential of bootcamps as a fast and effective alternative to solve the shortage of digital talent in Latin America and the Caribbean.
IDB-FEMSA Award to innovation on water & sanitation opens call for 2019
June 12, 2019
The IDB-FEMSA Awards to innovation on water and sanitation are reaching their tenth anniversary in 2019 and will be celebrating the occasion with a special edition that calls on those who have innovative solutions to compete for a special prize. First, second, and third place winners of the IDB-FEMSA Awards will receive $15,000, $10,000 and $5,000 in cash, respectively. This year will also feature a special category called "All stars," where prior editions finalists will compete for a one-time cash prize of $15,000.
IDB launches Superheroes of Development contest to recognize executing agencies
March 04, 2019
In its second edition, the call for proposals will be open from March 4th to May 17th, 2019. The Superheroes of Development Award will recognize executing agencies of IDB-financed projects that have successfully addressed challenges during its implementation. The contest will identify eight finalists from across Latin America and the Caribbean who will travel to IDB's Headquarters in Washington, D.C. to present their solutions.


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Lebanese Politician murdered during talk of reconciliation in Lebanon
Hezbollah and Arslan ally reported dead in car-bombing
An explosion rocked the Aley town of Baysour, southeast of Beirut, late Wednesday, and initial reports indicated that a senior member of Youth and Sports Minister Talal Arslan's Lebanese Democratic Party (LDP) had been assassinated. According to Lebanese Broadcasting Corp. television, Saleh Aridi, a member of the LDP's political bureau, was killed when a booby-trapped car exploded outside a municipal office in Baysour. At least four other people were reported wounded in the blast, LBC said.
Another media report said that a car-bomb had been detonated as Aridi's vehicle drove past it in Baysour.
Lebanon, particularly the Beirut area, had witnessed a period of relative calm since an agreement was signed in Doha in late May following street clashes earlier that month that claimed at least 65 lives. And on Monday, rival parties in the Northern city of Tripoli signed a reconciliation deal to end deadly fighting that had persisted there.
Arslan, a rival of Progressive Socialist Party leader and MP Walid Jumblatt for support within Lebanon's Druze community, returned to Cabinet under the terms of the Doha Accord, which increased opposition representation in a national unity government.
Agence France Presse said a Lebanese Armed Forces officer had confirmed that Aridi did not survive the blast.
No other details were available when The Daily Star went to press.
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Ant McPartlin has been arrested on suspicion of drink-driving after crashing a Mini sports car in west London.
Witnesses told the Sun, "Ant looked like his world had just ended."
Ant got "agitated and argumentative" with a policewoman as she arrested him on suspicion of drink driving.
"The woman was trying to arrest him and get him in the police car but he clearly wasn't having it.
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Ant – the co host of Saturday Night Takeaway and I'm A Celebrity – booked himself into rehab in the summer for drink and prescription drug addictions.
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Just why my father moved, at the close of the civil war, from Georgia to Texas, is to this good hour a mystery to me. While we did not exactly belong to the poor whites, we classed with them in poverty, being renters; but I am inclined to think my parents were intellectually superior to that common type of the South. Both were foreign born, my mother being Scotch and my father a north of Ireland man,-as I remember him, now, impulsive, hasty in action, and slow to confess a fault. It was his impulsiveness that led him to volunteer and serve four years in the Confederate army,-trying years to my mother, with a brood of seven children to feed, garb, and house. The war brought me my initiation as a cowboy, of which I have now, after the long lapse of years, the greater portion of which were spent with cattle, a distinct recollection. Sherman's army, in its march to the sea, passed through our county, devastating that section for miles in its passing.
Foraging parties scoured the country on either side of its path. My mother had warning in time and set her house in order. Our work stock consisted of two yoke of oxen, while our cattle numbered three cows, and for saving them from the foragers credit must be given to my mother's generalship. There was a wild canebrake, in which the cattle fed, several hundred acres in extent, about a mile from our little farm, and it was necessary to bell them in order to locate them when wanted. But the cows were in the habit of coming up to be milked, and a soldier can hear a bell as well as any one. I was a lad of eight at the time, and while my two older brothers worked our few fields, I was sent into the canebrake to herd the cattle. We had removed the bells from the oxen and cows, but one ox was belled after darkness each evening, to be unbelled again at daybreak. I always carried the bell with me, stuffed with grass, in order to have it at hand when wanted.
During the first few days of the raid, a number of mounted foraging parties passed our house, but its poverty was all too apparent, and nothing was molested. Several of these parties were driving herds of cattle and work stock of every description, while by day and by night gins and plantation houses were being given to the flames. Our one-roomed log cabin was spared, due to the ingenious tale told by my mother as to the whereabouts of my father; and yet she taught her children to fear God and tell the truth. My vigil was trying to one of my years, for the days seemed like weeks, but the importance of hiding our cattle was thoroughly impressed upon my mind. Food was secretly brought to me, and under cover of darkness, my mother and eldest brother would come and milk the cows, when we would all return home together. Then, before daybreak, we would be in the cane listening for the first tinkle, to find the cattle and remove the bell. And my day's work commenced anew.
Only once did I come near betraying my trust. About the middle of the third day I grew very hungry, and as the cattle were lying down, I crept to the edge of the canebrake to see if my dinner was not forthcoming. Soldiers were in sight, which explained everything. Concealed in the rank cane I stood and watched them. Suddenly a squad of five or six turned a point of the brake and rode within fifty feet of me. I stood like a stone statue, my concealment being perfect. After they had passed, I took a step forward, the better to watch them as they rode away, when the grass dropped out of the bell and it clattered. A red-whiskered soldier heard the tinkle, and wheeling his horse, rode back. I grasped the clapper and lay flat on the ground, my heart beating like a trip-hammer. He rode within twenty feet of me, peering into the thicket of cane, and not seeing anything unusual, turned and galloped away after his companions. Then the lesson, taught me by my mother, of being "faithful over a few things," flashed through my mind, and though our cattle were spared to us, I felt very guilty.
Another vivid recollection of those boyhood days in Georgia was the return of my father from the army. The news of Lee's surrender had reached us, and all of us watched for his coming. Though he was long delayed, when at last he did come riding home on a swallow-marked brown mule, he was a conquering hero to us children. We had never owned a horse, and he assured us that the animal was his own, and by turns set us on the tired mule's back. He explained to mother and us children how, though he was an infantryman, he came into possession of the animal. Now, however, with my mature years and knowledge of brands, I regret to state that the mule had not been condemned and was in the "U.S." brand. A story which Priest, "The Rebel," once told me throws some light on the matter; he asserted that all good soldiers would steal. "Can you take the city of St. Louis?" was asked of General Price. "I don't know as I can take it," replied the general to his consulting superiors, "but if you will give me Louisiana troops, I'll agree to steal it."


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Do you watch Downton Abbey? If so, then you have seen the commercial for Viking River Cruises. Peter and I were on one of their newest ships - Eistla - last week for our Danube River cruise. We had a fabulous time and I have to say, I love river cruising. The ship was beautiful and I don't think I ever felt it move - quite incredible. And it had the part of cruising I love the most - every day you wake up in a new city and you didn't have to haul your luggage around or ride on a bus! We started in Nuremburg and ended in Budapest with stops in Regensburg, Passau, Melk, and Vienna. There are excursions planned for you each day - usually a bus and walking tour of the city - and then optional tours. Each city had at least one Christmas Market to see, so I did a little shopping too. Here are a couple of photos just to show you some of the highlights.
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|Nuremburg Christmas Market at night.
|Christmas tree at Market in Regensburg. That's me dressed for the cold!
|Passau, Germany
|Church at the Melk Abbey
|Matthais Church in Budapest
|Castle on the Danube River in Wachau Valley
|Schoenbrunn Palace - Home of Maria Theresa - Vienna
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Let's take a moment and try to think past all of the holiday craziness and think about 2015 - it's just around the corner and if you're like me, it's filling up fast. Have you started making plans for workshops you'd like to take, quilts you want to make, vacations you want to take? Any of these would make great gift ideas for your family. I've got one that you just might want to add to your list. Our good friend Ronda Stockton has just opened a new quilt retreat in LaPorte, TX. If you follow her blog (And Sew It Began), you've had a chance to see her transform this old house she bought into a beautiful retreat that sleeps 16. Paula and Gloria (Olde Green Cupboard) are teaming up to offer a weekend of fun projects. Mark the dates on your calendar - February 12-15, 2015 at Ronda's retreat house, Pieceful Stitches. Here's the link with all of the info: Special Event Opening. Sign up now, there's only space for 16. I thought a little enticement might get you psyched, so here's the pictures of the projects.
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Ghana: MP threatens to haul US Ambassador to Parliament over 'abuse' of deportees
The Ghanaian Member of Parliament for North Tongu, Samuel Okudzeto Ablakwa says the Minority is likely to haul before Parliament, the US Ambassador to Ghana, Robert Jackson over the treatment of Ghanaian deportees. Mr Ablakwa added that the Minister of Foreign Affairs will also be summoned over plans to restrict visas to Ghanaians following the failure of the government to issue travel documents to some Ghanaian nationals awaiting deportation from the US. He said this is to allow the Foreign Affairs Minister, Shirley Ayorkor Botchway and Robert Jackson to brief the House on the developments.
"Certainly the Minority in Parliament will in the coming days request that the Foreign Minister apprise Parliament on these developments. The Foreign Affairs Committee may also consider a second invitation to the U.S. Ambassador seeing that the related issue about the alleged dehumanizing mode of deportation when the Ambassador last appeared before us remains largely unresolved," he stated in a Facebook post.
The United States (US) government had threatened to impose visa restrictions on Ghanaians if the government fails to comply with international obligations regarding the issuance of travel documents to Ghanaians awaiting deportation in the US.
According to a statement issued Wednesday by the US Embassy in Accra, the US will be forced to begin implementing the visa restrictions in accordance with U.S. law as a responsibility owed to the American people.
The Ambassador subsequently clarified that the statement was not a threat to the Ghanaian government. But Ablakwa, who is also a member of the Parliament's Foreign Affairs Committee, described the Embassy's statement as "curious."
"Hoping that the recent demonstrations and fierce resistance by Ghanaians to the Ghana-US Defence Cooperation Agreement is not a precipitating factor for this hard-line stance," he remarked.
We can't rush travel documents for illegal US migrants
The Ministry of Foreign Affairs and Regional Integration, last Friday, explained that it cannot be rushed to issue travel documents to illegal migrants in the US without carrying out "due diligence."
The Ministry, however, said it remained committed to ensuring that all challenges are resolved.
"The Ministry wishes to place on record that it continues to engage its missions in the United States of America on the matter, and has already communicated their concerns to the US Embassy in Ghana about the need to do due diligence and establish the nationality of the deportees before they are issued with travel documents," the Ministry said in a statement.
Read Also: Ghana government condemns 'inhumane treatment' of deportees by US
Below is Okudzeto Ablakwa's full statement:
Seen June 20, 2018, United States Embassy statement which criticised Ghana for allegedly reneging on its ICAO obligations under the U.S. programmed mass deportation of Ghanaians and the consequential threat of visa restrictions on Ghana. The tone and seemingly hostile approach are not only regrettable but curious. Hoping that the recent demonstrations and fierce resistance by Ghanaians to the Ghana-US.
Defence Cooperation Agreement is not a precipitating factor for this hard-line stance.
Be that as it may, while sovereign nations reserve the right to remove persons from their jurisdictions, sovereign nations also owe duties and responsibilities to their citizens especially under Article 5 of the 1963 Vienna Convention on Consular Relations. Without holding brief for the Akufo-Addo Government, it cannot be expected therefore that our missions in Washington DC and New York will at once issue travel documents for the wholesale deportation of thousands of Ghanaians on the strict orders of the US without the necessary due diligence and consular assistance. Questions about true nationality, alleged offences and the rights of accused persons to be heard among other considerations will surely require a fair amount of time. All countries including the United States are conversant with these traditions and conventions.
We must continue to cherish and deepen our longstanding bilateral relations with the U.S., however, we are not unaware of the current difficulties involved in forging understandings and partnerships on important issues with the U.S. under President Trump considering the fate of even the staunchest allies of the US in this era of Trump-inspired isolationism.
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