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Chapter Seven
The morning of the tournament, Hassan described his dream to Amir. In it, the two boys amazed the people of Kabul by swimming in a lake and proving it contained no monster. Then the boys were lauded as heroes and became the lake's owners. When Amir said he didn't want to fly a kite, Hassan told him, "no monster," and convinced him to proceed. Amir and Hassan were a great team and theirs was one of the last two kites left in the sky. Their hands were bloodied from holding the sharp string, but their hearts were filled with hope of winning the tournament. Amir focused hard and to his surprise, he cut the last, blue kite and won. The true victory for Amir was seeing Baba hollering with pride. Hassan took off to run the blue kite and Amir followed after bringing his kite home. A merchant told Amir that he had seen Hassan running by with the blue kite. He finally found Hassan facing Assef and his two friends, who were trying to steal the kite from him. Assef told Hassan that even Amir considered him worthless, but Hassan defended himself and Amir, saying that they were friends. Amir stood frozen in shock as the fight began.
The chapter is interrupted with Amir's memories, which appear in italics. The first is of Ali's words about his kinship with Hassan because they had the same nursemaid. The second is of Amir and Hassan visiting a fortune teller who gets a look of doom on his face while reading Hassan's fortune. Next is a dream, also in italics. Amir is lost in a snowstorm until he takes Hassan's outstretched hand in his. Suddenly the boys are in a bright, grassy field, looking up at colorful kites.
Amir transports us back to the moment when he hid in the alley, watching Assef and his friends seizing Hassan. He remembers the blue kite and Hassan's pants lying on the ground. Assef told both his friends to rape Hassan, but they refused. They consented to hold Hassan down while Assef raped him. Amir saw "the look of the lamb," the look of defeat, on Hassan's face.
The chapter is interrupted by another italicized memory. Baba, Ali, and their sons gathered in the yard to sacrifice a lamb for Eid-e-Qorban, in honor of the prophet Ibrahim's near sacrifice of his son. A mullah makes the meat halal and the tradition is to give one third to family, one third to friends, and one third to the poor. Baba's tradition is to give all the meat to the poor because he says, "The rich are fat enough already." Just before the mullah slaughtered the lamb, Amir saw its look of acceptance, as though it understood that its death was for "a higher purpose." The look would haunt him forever after.
We return to Hassan's rape. Amir turned away, weeping, still hearing Assef's grunts issuing from the alleyway. Instead of standing up for Hassan the way his friend had for him so many times, he fled. Amir tried to convince himself that he ran out of fear, but he knew that he felt Hassan to be his sacrificial lamb, the one to suffer for him so that he could live happily. In spite of himself, Amir thought, "He was just a Hazara, wasn't he?"
Some time later, Amir found Hassan walking down the streets, holding the blue kite. He pretended that he hadn't seen the rape, but he was terrified that Hassan would know or worse, would show him devotion despite knowing. Hassan said nothing about the rape even though he was bleeding through his pants. The boys returned home and proud Baba wrapped Amir in his arms. Amir was so overjoyed that he momentarily forgot that he had just betrayed Hassan.
Chapter Eight
After the rape, Hassan did not spend time with Amir although he still did his chores. A worried Ali asked Amir about Hassan's torn shirt and bloodied pants the night of the tournament, but Amir pretended not to know what happened. That night, he asked Baba if they could go to Jalalabad; ever since Amir won the tournament, Baba had not denied him anything. When Baba suggested they invite Hassan along, Amir told him that Hassan was sick. Amir looked forward to having Baba to himself, but Baba invited three vans' worth of relatives and friends along. As they drove along in the car, one friend's twin daughters recounted Amir's victory at the kite-fighting tournament. At this, Amir's carsickness overwhelmed him and he vomited. As they aired out the van on the roadside, Amir saw Hassan's bloodied pants in his head.
Finally, they reached Kaka Homayoun's house in Jalalabad. Even though Amir finally had the intimacy with Baba he had wanted all his life, his guilt made him feel emptier than ever. As Amir, Baba, and everyone else slept in the same room, Amir confessed to the darkness, "I watched Hassan get raped." No one heard him. He realized that he was the monster in Hassan's dream and had dragged Hassan to the bottom of the lake. That night, Amir's insomnia began.
A week later, Hassan asked Amir to climb the hill with him and read to him. When they reached their favorite spot, Amir changed his mind and the boys walked back down. After that incident, Amir's memories of the winter of 1975 are unclear. He could not wait for winter to end and school to begin, even though he had fun with Baba. He made sure to never be in the same room as Hassan, although his loyal friend kept trying to make things better between them. One day, after Amir refused to walk to the market with him, Hassan asked Amir what he had done wrong. Amir told Hassan that he should stop harassing him. After that, Hassan left him alone. One day as they were planting tulips, Amir asked Baba if he would get new servants. Baba was furious and threatened to strike Amir if he ever suggested it again. Ali and Hassan were their family, he said.
When school started, Amir was relieved to have homework to keep him busy. Then one day, he asked Hassan to climb the hill with him to hear a new story. Hassan joined him eagerly. After they picked pomegranates, Amir asked Hassan what he would do if he threw a pomegranate at him. When Hassan said nothing, he threw the fruit at him and demanded that Hassan throw one back. As Hassan refused to fight back, Amir threw countless pomegranates at him until he was stained in blood-red juice. Finally, Hassan smashed a pomegranate against his own forehead and asked, "Are you satisfied? Do you feel better?" before leaving.
That summer, Amir turned thirteen. Even though the coldness between him and Baba had returned, his father threw him a lavish birthday party with a guest list of four hundred people. Assef showed up with his parents and charmed Baba. He invited Amir to come play volleyball at his house and to bring along Hassan, but Amir refused. Then Assef offered Amir his gift, a book he picked out himself. After awkwardly excusing himself, he unwrapped the present alone; it was a biography of Hitler, which he threw into the bushes. Rahim Khan found him and told him a story. He had almost married a Hazara woman, but his family was outraged at the proposition and sent her and her family out of town. Then Rahim Khan told Amir that he could confide in him, but Amir could not bring himself to tell his friend what he had done. Rahim Khan gave him his present, a notebook for his stories. Then they hurried back to the party to watch the fireworks. In one flash of light, Amir saw Hassan serving drinks to Assef and Wali. He saw Assef playfully punch Hassan in the chest before, to his relief, the light faded.
Chapter Nine
The morning after his birthday party, Amir opened his presents joylessly. To him, each gift was tainted with Hassan's shed blood. He knew Baba never would have thrown him such an extravagant party if he had not won the tournament, and to him the victory was inseparable from Hassan's rape. Baba himself gave Amir a coveted Stingray bicycle and a fancy wristwatch, but they too felt like "blood money." The only gift Amir could stand to enjoy was the notebook from Rahim Khan. As he considered Rahim Khan's story about his Hazara fiancée, Amir decided that either he or Hassan had to leave their household in order for them to be happy.
When Amir took his new bike for a ride, Ali and Hassan were in the yard cleaning up the mess from the party. Ali stopped Amir to give him a present from himself and Hassan, a new copy of the Shahnamah, the book from which he had so often read to Hassan. When he got home, Amir buried the book at the bottom of his pile of presents so it would not torment him with guilt. Then he began scheming how to get rid of Hassan. Before he went to bed, he asked Baba if he had seen his new wristwatch.
The next morning, Amir hid his wristwatch and a bundle of cash under Hassan's bed. Then he told Baba that Hassan had stolen from him. Baba called a meeting with Ali and Hassan in his office. When they arrived, their eyes were red from crying. Hassan lied and said that he had stolen Amir's wristwatch and money. Amir felt a pang of guilt because he understood that Hassan was sacrificing himself for him as usual. He also understood that Hassan knew everything about the night he was raped, that Amir stood by and did nothing to help him. To his shock, Baba forgave Hassan, but Ali and Hassan had already resolved to leave. From Ali's cold glance, Amir understood that Hassan had told him about the rape and about Amir's nonaction. Despite Baba's begging, Ali and Hassan left. When they were gone, Amir saw Baba cry for the first time. As though echoing Baba's grief, the skies opened up and it stormed during the dry season in Kabul.
In Chapter Seven, we finally witness Hassan's rape, to which Amir has been alluding since Chapter One. Hassan's comparison to the lamb underscores the theme of sacrifice. Hassan is a very brave person, but in the fight with Assef and his friends he does not go down fighting. Rather, he accepts his fate-he gets "the look of the lamb" in his eyes-because his loyalty to Amir makes him willing to suffer even the terribly violent act of rape. Amir, in contrast, is not willing to sacrifice anything for Hassan. Amir is so selfish that he ends up forcing Hassan and Ali out of the house rather than risking the loss of Baba's pride in him. The Kite Runner can be considered Amir's journey of learning how to be unselfish and make sacrifices for other people. Even when Rahim Khan makes it his dying wish for Amir to bring Sohrab to Peshawar, Amir tries to make excuses. Ultimately, he goes seeking Sohrab not so much to save the boy, but to save himself from his lifelong guilt. As we have said, it is in the act of running the kite for Sohrab that Amir is finally unselfish. He transforms from the kite fighter, seeking personal glory and attention, to the kite runner, unselfishly bringing joy to someone else.
In Chapter Seven, Hosseini uses italicized memories to represent Amir's emotional dissociation during the rape. In the alley, he is overcome by fear and he sees images. Some of them are of his and Hassan's solidarity: their being nursed by the same woman, their holding hands, their looking up at kites together. Some of them are manifestations of doom: the sacrifice of the lamb and the visit to the fortuneteller. By breaking up the chapter with harried memories, Hosseini makes it clear that Amir was in a state of panic and internal conflict. Still, he makes a conscious decision to abandon Hassan, whom he feels on some level to be his "sacrificial lamb" and "just a Hazara." In light of this, we can see the interruption of italicized memories as a representation not only of Amir's confusion and panic, but the moment when he became a true coward. We could dismiss the act of running away because Amir was a frightened child, but after the rape, his fear of being discovered and his capacity for betrayal only intensifies. As Amir says in Chapter One, that moment in the alleyway defined the rest of his life and, twenty-six years later, sent him on a quest for redemption.
Amir's guilt begins to consume him immediately after the rape. He becomes an insomniac. He cannot bear to be around Hassan, who reminds him of his guilt by merely existing. Instead of making him right his wrong, Amir's guilt leads him into a cycle of wrongdoing. First, he lies to Ali and says that nothing happened to Hassan. Next, Amir begins to ignore Hassan, effectively torturing him with silence and compounding his injury. The only thing that sickens Amir as much as his guilt is the fact that Hassan will not do anything to stand up for himself. The incident with the pomegranates embodies Hassan's insistence on 'taking the high road' when it comes to violence and anger. Instead of pelting Amir with pomegranates, he smashes one into his own forehead, as though he is truly incapable of hurting someone else. Later, we find out that even after Amir drove him out of Baba's house, Hassan considered Amir "the best friend he ever had" and passed onto Sohrab his belief in nonviolence. Hassan's name means "handsome," which is ironic because people make fun of Hassan's appearance; in another sense, it is perfectly fitting because Hassan's inner beauty and purity of spirit is what makes him such a respectable and lovable character. When Amir throws the pomegranates at Hassan, he is begging for Hassan to absolve him by hurting him. Instead, his torture continues; he sees juice running down Hassan's shirt like blood, reminding him that Hassan's blood is on his hands. In the end it is Assef who "heals" Amir by hurting him.
Chapters Seven, Eight and Nine contain clues that Hassan and Amir are brothers and bring into question the idea of family. When Amir watches Hassan get raped, he thinks of Ali's stories about the Hazara woman who nursed them both, and about the fact that they have a special connection because they "nursed from the same breast." When Amir suggests to Baba that they get new servants, his father threatens to hit him for the very first time and says that Hassan and Ali are their family. Baba is quick to forgive Hassan even when he admits to stealing from Amir, begs them to stay, and weeps when they leave anyway. From one perspective, we cannot blame Amir for feeling disconnected from Hassan and Ali; after all, he was raised to know them as servants-cherished ones, but servants nonetheless. Amir's name even means "prince," making it seem as though he should hold such a view. From another perspective, Hassan and Ali are human beings and it is cruel of Amir to treat them as inferior. Amir's actions toward his relatives, even though he does not know they are, call into question the importance of family ties.
In the story, there is a significant difference between being like family and being family. Even though Hassan is like a brother to Amir-"the person whose first spoken word had been [his] name," he still betrays him. When Amir discovers that Hassan was indeed his brother, he feels he must make things right. For him, the blood connection gives new validation to their relationship because he realizes that they really were equals. Suddenly, all Amir's feelings of entitlement-to his privileges and to Baba's affection-change because he understands that Hassan deserved those things, too. Family ties also bring Amir a new sense of entitlement to Sohrab. When Amir visits the orphanage in Karteh-Seh, his being the boy's half-uncle gives him legitimacy. Family ties also prove an obstacle; in order to prove that Sohrab is an orphan, Amir needs proof that the boy has no other family, that his parents are dead. It is ultimately family, Soraya's cousin Sharif, who makes it possible for Sohrab to come to America.
Nearly everything Amir does wrong, he does in order to win or keep Baba's attention and affection. His actions come out of his deep-seated belief that Baba blames him for his mother's death. He does not find out until many years later that Baba was blaming himself all along, for shaming Ali and not being able to treat Hassan like a true son. According to Rahim Khan, Baba was hard on Amir because he was trying to raise him to be like himself but more righteous. The irony is that in trying to redeem his own honor, Baba raised a child who felt neglected and who acted out in fear. When Amir wins the kite tournament, he bridges his and Baba's worlds through a sport. His true wish, however, is for Baba to acknowledge his special talent for writing. He says, "Maybe Baba would even read one of my stories. I'd write him a hundred if I thought he'd read one. Maybe he'd call me Amir jan like Rahim Khan did. And maybe, just maybe, I would finally be pardoned for killing my mother." From this statement, we also know that Rahim Khan is in many ways more of a father to Amir than Baba. Rahim Khan is the one who encourages Amir to write and buys him the special notebook that he keeps for so long. He is also the one who holds Amir accountable for his sins and for Baba's. Not surprisingly, Rahim's first name means "compassionate"; he is the person who understands people and protects them both by keeping their secrets and by making them atone.


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Sunday, October 26, 2014
A Day Late
I was pooped when I got home from the NAACP event yesterday and didn't get the usual Caturday post up. So, better late than never...
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Friday, October 24, 2014
Quote of the Day
They're sorry for my going away.
And all the sweethearts that e'er I had
Would wish me one more day to stay.
But since it fell unto my lot
That I should go and you should not;
I will gently rise and softly call --
Good night and peace be with you all. Trad. Irish.
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Thursday, October 23, 2014
Wednesday, October 22, 2014
Because Everybody Needs A Little Squee (Especially Me)
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Monday, October 20, 2014
Take Me Now, Lord
Email from sweet, lovely boss: Can you speak at an NAACP event this weekend about Ebola?
Me: I can think of things I'd rather do.
Turns out that this "event" is the 2014 State Convention. There are a number of reasons why I don't want to do this, and the least of them is that it's only four days away.
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Sunday, October 19, 2014
Dromedary Macaroons
1 1/4 cups Dromedary Cocoanut
1 egg-white
1/2 teaspoon vanilla
1/3 cup condensed milk
"Mix cocoanut, condensed milk and vanilla thoroughly. Beat egg white until stiff, combine mixtures, shake into cakes. Bake in moderate oven 15 minutes." Good Housekeeping, October 1919.
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Labels: From Great-Grandmother's Kitchen
Saturday, October 18, 2014
There is no money in my program's budget for overtime, but guess who spent six hours at work today.
As the Emergency Manager for the university said, unless we're over-reacting the public thinks we're not doing anything.
Posted by Shay at 2:43 PM 6 comments
Labels: Animals, I'm From The Government and I'm Here To Help You, People Who Need Pianos Dropped On Them
Thursday, October 16, 2014
Social Media Is Vastly Over-rated
Some jack-fool idiot posted a rumor today that there was an active Ebola case in our jurisdiction. I can't believe I made it through the entire morning without ripping someone's head off.
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Monday, October 6, 2014
Her Majesty
Last Wednesday night, she decided that she had to go out and she has not returned. At this time we do not expect to ever see her again. There are two fox dens in our end of town, and lots of hungry owls.
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Thursday, October 2, 2014
The Online Bookshelf - A Woman At Bay
Or, A Fiend In Skirts. Just the sort of book you would hide from your mother.
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Wednesday, October 1, 2014
So This Is Why The County Is Always In The Red
I am in a training session with, among other people, six members of a local fire department. Two of them are discussing a piece of equipment.
Fire Dude #1: Is (make of radio) firefighter-proof?
Fire Dude #2: If you can use it as a wheel chock, it's firefighter-proof.
The instructor is a quiet gentleman from Utah who really should have known better.
Instructor: So what is the single most dangerous item in your house?
Fire Dude #2: My wife.
The training ends with a tabletop exercise simulating a flood in a resort town.
Instructor: You still have over 50 people stranded at the (imaginary) hotel. What is your recommended course of action?
Fire Dude #3: They're tourists. Let 'em drown.
The best part of the training? After lunch, all of the fire dudes showed up wearing hot pink t-shirts with the breast cancer ribbon printed on them. Tight hot pink t-shirts.
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UNC TB Bernard entering NFL draft as sophomore
North Carolina tailback Gio Bernard is eager to make his early
jump to the NFL.
The sophomore announced Friday he would enter next spring's
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"I don't like to make decisions on guys when they're in shorts.
But in the first two days of spring ball, we were in shorts and I
knew right then how special he was and what he was going to be in
the offense."
Bernard tore his right anterior cruciate ligament on his third
day of preseason practice in 2010, but returned a year later to run
for a UNC freshman record 1,253 yards while becoming the first Tar
Heel to run for more than 1,000 yards since 1997.
Bernard leaves UNC with 2,481 yards rushing in two seasons, good
for 10th in the school record book.
"I don't want to say it's not about money because it's a
business and he's going to be making a living and that plays a part
in it," Fedora said. "But I think for him, it's more about
fulfilling a dream. … I dreamed about it as a kid. I didn't go
very far, but he has this opportunity and I'm ready to live through
him in this opportunity."


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Packing peanuts can also be recycled at any UPS store.
My husband and I have often thought about giving some of our "fixed income $$$" to this family as we drive by, but after seeing the comments in the article by those who have worked in community service ( Betty Chinn & Solomon Williams ), at what point will the couple see they need to help themselves, especially with all the family/agency resources. Maybe CPS needs to give the couple a wakeup call and place the children w/family until the parents can clean themselves up.
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Two Kiwis fly in Hamilton
- Author: Mike Stock in Hamilton
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V8 Supercars first qualifyingTwo New Zealand drivers, finished in the top 10 in the first, full-field qualifying session of the Australian V8 Supercars at Hamilton this morning.
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Half a world away from the Persian Gulf, a burgeoning Baltimore support group for pparents of soldiers and sailors at the front turned talk away from chemical warfare and geopolitics briefly yesterday to a little dark humor -- something they could do to help.
How about putting a price on the head of Iraqi president Saddam Hussein, suggested Rowena Wingfield, whose 21-year-old son, Jerrold, is an Army specialist in Saudi Arabia.
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Now, would you also believe that I don't have even one piece of Easter themed paper? I was shocked about that myself! So, please pardon the substitute of polka dots and flowers! I don't even know the manuf. of the paper, sorry. The polka dot paper was from my stash from a long-time ago, and the flower DP was a gift from my fellow Soft Pencil DT member, Kerry. Thanks again Kerry! Anyhoo, the image was mounted on retired Stampin Up paper Almost Amethyst, and current Whisper White. I colored the image with Stampin Up markers and the bunny tail with white Smooch shimmer paint.
Now, off to craft some more.
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As you probably already know, I visited Vienna and Budapest last week, both for the first time. I'm used to European cities, having been to a number of them. Crooked streets, often narrow; old buildings, often many large, ornate ones; domed churches and tall cathedrals; long, continuous histories, with much drama and changing of hands and governments; royalty, revolts, rebuilding. So why did I like Vienna and Budapest?
Why Budapest is the easiest to answer: The river. The Danube (Duna in Hungarian, Donau in German/Norwegian). A dramatic hilly west bank (Buda) meets the flat Hungarian plains on the east bank (Pest), and the ribbon of water passing under many bridges past large, elaborate buildings (like the Whitehall-inspired parliament) creates a gorgeous and exotic scene:
Why I like Vienna is harder to nail down. Perhaps it's the city's combination of being both old, charming and Austrian. Or its more compact city center and narrow streets, some mere passageways, like in Bergen.
Budapest had much wider streets, longer blocks, and so didn't have that compact city center that many western European cities have, and which I am used to. The Hungarians love space and the flatness of the plains make it easy to build wide boulevards and large town squares, which is characteristic of the Pest side of Budapest. All the space in the picture below is just the entrance to a Metro station.
Also, the walk from our hotel in Budapest to the river/shopping district was typically city (Budapest is a bit larger than Vienna, too). The walk in Vienna from our hotel to the downtown area was partly along the U-bahn and now channeled Wien river (which reminded me of Los Angeles' river) and Naschmarkt (open air market), so walking in Vienna had a different feel.
I felt very comfortable navigating Vienna by myself, and less so in Budapest. Being baffled by Hungarian probably played a part. However, I do want to see both cities again, and one way that I think would be great is to travel by boat on the Donau between them, like in the old days. I wouldn't mind starting in the port town of Passau, in Germany, just across the Austrian border:
So what captured my fancy? Buildings. Buildings, buildings, buildings. Like this one, two blocks from our hotel. It is the Eastern train station and where the Orient Express stops.
Even though I live in an old European city, Norway has had a poor past, which shows in our buildings. Many buildings in Vienna and Budapest are huge, elaborate, no-expense-spared memorials to a glorious, powerful and rich past - a joint past until World War I, illustrated by this street scene in Vienna:
Sightseeing also means looking up. From atop what I believe is the winter palace in Vienna:
Walking back from shopping in Budapest, I happened to look up at these looking down on me:
And to answer Alice: Oh, yes, Hundertwasserhaus was wonderful! I enjoyed the whole area and took lots of pictures. Here's one of the building; the glass, trees and terrace are all part of it:


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How To Clean Toshiba Projector Television Screens
Everything gets dirty or dusty over time, including your television, which is why it helps to know how to clean a Toshiba projector television screens and other electronics. Your TV is probably one of the most used pieces of electronic entertainment in your home, next to your computer. It's also one of the most expensive to replace. But if you treat it well, it will treat you to a long and entertaining life. If you own a Toshiba projector television (which obviously you do, if you're reading this) cleaning the screen is really a snap. Just follow these steps and you'll be enjoying a clear, dust free view in no time.
- Turn off the TV. Yeah, we know, it's a bummer. But seriously, you don't want the TV on while you're cleaning the screen. Have you ever seen what static from a dust cloth can do? Besides, you can see where the television screen needs to be cleaned much easier while it's off.
- Use a clean, soft, and dry cloth to wipe your screen. You don't want to use commercial cleaners of any kind on your Toshiba television screen. No ammonia, no dusting sprays, just use a clean, dry cloth.
- If you really need additional help getting the screen clean, only use mild soap and warm water. Make sure you wring the rag out very well. You only need it to be a little damp. Remember, water and televisions don't mix!
Once you're done cleaning the screen, you can turn it back on. Wow. Doesn't it look great? Bet you forgot that football fields really are that green, huh?


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When the word river is mentioned the image that comes into my mind is one big drain or "longkang" with "The Tarik" coloured water flowing in it. Try taking the LRT from Wangsa Maju station to city centre in which you pass above the gombak river and then you will get what I mean. Due to the torrential rainfall the government had renovated (if that is even the proper word) or reconstructed the Gombak River into one big concrete drain to avoid overflowing of rainwater thus resulting in a muddy city flood. As for the colour of the water, it is a result of the mud from the bed of the river plus the strong faith of the citizens of Kuala Lumpur who truly believe that everything that is thrown into the river will be magically dissolved. Sort of like the messiah of the Sungai Gombak (Gombak River).
Urban Legend has it that the fishes in Sungai Gombak is very large and somewhat healthy thanks to their diet provided by the richness of the river. Nutrients derived from things such as Nasi Kandar, Kentucky Friend Chicken, various Curry dishes and many more in the form of human excrement (i.e dung/shit/crap) supposedly helped in ensuring that fishes in Sungai Gombak are very well fed. The Sungai Gombak begins from the Klang Gate water reservoir and flows through Hulu Kelang and into the heart of Kuala Lumpur. It then will merge with Sungai Kelang (Kelang River), it is there where one of the oldest mosque in Kuala Lumpur is located. It is known as Majid Jamek. Masjid Jamek Kuala Lumpur is built upon the bank in which the two great rivers meet (Kelang and Gombak) and it is supposed to be the heart of Kuala Lumpur. Jalan P Ramlee on the other hand is known as the soul of Kuala Lumpur while Lorong Haji taib would be the arse hole of Kuala Lumpur. Bukit Bintang and Bukit Tunku on the other hand are the bosoms of Kuala Lumpur while Kl Tower is the...... you know let's not go astray from the topic of this essay into the intimate discussions of Kuala Lumpur's anatomy.
Back to rivers, Kuala Lumpur surprisingly has a lot of rivers. Apart from the famous Sungai Kelang and Sungai Gombak it is also the home of several other small rivers like Sungai Pisang (banana) located near Karak Highway, Jeram (Rapids) Kelang Gate , Sungai Pasir and many more. Rivers play an important role in an urban society like Kuala Lumpur. Apart from being an important water source it is also a key factor in the urban ecosystem, in which river is an integral part in molding the human habitat. Rivers can be the place where family can go for a picnic or spend some leisurely time playing around thus forging a better relationship between the family members. History tells us that rivers are the birthplace of great civilizations which create culture, arts and generate the economy. A prime example of the importance of a river in an urban society in Kuala Lumpur would be Sungei Wang (money river). This is a river where apart from just water flowing (the fountain at the entrance) it is also the place where city revelers can have a decent picnic at any of the cafes and restaurants located there. Apart from that it is also the centre of economic activity where hundreds of traders try to sell their products and services. Family can spend time watching movies, playing at the arcade, buying things, picnic and even karaoke right in the middle of the bustling madness of the city. Which is a testament of the magical effect a river can have on an urban society.
Like the great rivers of Tigris and Euphrates, Sungei Wang is also the cradle of culture and arts. Sungei Wang is known as the place of arts and culture movements such as the Japanese Wannabe fashion trends where bundles of young artisans congregate at Sungei Wang with their coloured spiky hair, funny platform shoes and garishly coloured shirts that clash with their pants or skirts. These young artisans would then listen to poetic rendition by great poets of their time like Jay Chou, F4 or S.H.E. If Tigris and Euphrates is known for the Hanging Gardens of Babylon Sungei Wang is known for it's architectural marvel of having a huge food court at the top, something like a Hanging Foodcourt one would say. From Para-para dancing to the literary work of Sun Comics Sungei Wang is indeed the cradle of culture in the heart of Kuala Lumpur.
Indeed rivers plays an important role in the ecosystem. Apart from being the source of water, a place to wash your arse after a dumb or just a venue for you to wash your car, rivers can act as the glue that binds society. It can be the place where family spend time, friends karaoke together or just a place where pimpled teenagers with fashion disorder seek attention from each other. I may come from a metropolis like Kuala Lumpur, but the rivers in Kuala Lumpur have a special bond to my heart and acts as the bind that ties my fat, lazy, capitalistic fast food body to nature.


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Nando's Peri-Peri, the South African-Portuguese restaurant known for its spicy flame-grilled chicken, hatches its fourth Chicago restaurant. For the first two days of operation, Chicago Fire players will take over the grills and deliver succulent Peri-Peri chicken to fans at the new Loop location, from 11:30 a.m. to 1:30 p.m. and 5:30 p.m. to 7:30 p.m.


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I finally got to prepare this article last night for publication here, so after an absence of some months, it is now back on the web. Originally it appeared on Technocrat.net (now on hiatus...but it'll re-emerge I would surmise, what with publisher Bruce Perens leaving HP for what the pundits have variously termed "politics" and "a more activist role" serving the cause of software Freedom). It was a pleasure getting this ready to go. Enjoy. Read it aloud. -dcm
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About a month ago, the New York Times asked me to write an editorial about Napster and the general state of copyright in the world of music. I jumped at the chance and only after nine drafts and a lot of nocturnal hair-tearing did I realize how impossible it would be to both describe the situation in sufficient detail and comment on it in no more than 700 words. I eventually gave up, but I did write something that I would like to pass on to you, in the interest of stimulating your thoughts on the subject. (If it resonates, feel free to pass it further on.)
Of course, things have been moving very rapidly. In the time since I wrote this piece, something called Gnutella has emerged. Gnutella is a distributed indexing system for any kind of on-line content. The fact that it has no central server nor identifiable individual in charge means that it can't be shut down or sued.
Furthermore, I heard today of another development called Freenet. Freenet, the work of a 23 year old Irish copyright anarchist named Ian Clarke, is a system that makes it possible to exchange any copyrighted material anonymously. Freenet would also make the storage location(s) of the material impossible to locate, thus frustrating such efforts as Metallica's current crack-down on Napster subscribers who have stored their songs.
(You gotta love Metallica. There were a pain in the ass to their parents. Now they're going to be a pain in the ass to their kids.)
There's plenty of action in this zone, and since one of my current missions in life is to kill the music business and midwife the birth of the musician business and audience business, I'm keeping plenty busy.
In any event, here's what I had to say about it a month ago:
Last fall, an obscure 19 year old student named Shawn Fanning quietly inflicted the wound that I believe will eventually kill the music business as we know it. He set up a Web site called Napster.com.
Of course, the recording industry, like other traditional publication media, was already suffering a likely terminal illness. Because of the Internet, almost any informational product can be infinitely reproduced and instantaneously distributed all over the planet without cost. This obsoletes the material containers previously necessary for information transport as well as most of the industries that manufactured them. The biggest remaining obstacle to this free flow of digital liquid is legal, not practical.
But so far this impediment - copyright law - has been sufficient to make most of the 20th Century's best musical creations and performances very hard to find online. Nearly all of this material has been commercially released and is therefore in the white-knuckled grip of the companies that recorded it. Commercial MP3 sites are too visible to risk legal assault by copyright patrols from the RIAA (or Recording Industry Association of America.), so they traffic mostly in recent or insignificant works.
But Fanning realized there is a lot more digitized music in Cyberspace than one might think. This is because millions of ordinary listeners have converted portions of their purchased music collections into the MP3 format and copied them onto their hard drives. He further realized that many of these personal hard disks are continuously connected to the Internet, generally because their owners, mostly students, hold accounts on academic networks.
Fanning also knew that people have an old and deep impulse to share music with one another, so, in essence, he designed an immense and growing virtual space, Napster.com, where they could do so. Napster creates a vast community of folks who can play music directly from one another's PC's, rather as they might play one of their roommate's CD's on the stereo in their dorm room.
But of course, in this environment, what can be played can also be copied. When I reach through Napster to the hard disk of some kid in Ohio and grab his copy of, say, Cassidy by the Grateful Dead, I can also place it on my hard disk as I listen to it.
It is this characteristic of Napster that so haunts the RIAA . They believe that making this copy is as clear a case of theft as if I'd shop-lifted a CD from Walmart..
But what is being "stolen?" And from whom? Speaking as the fellow who co-wrote Cassidy, I don't believe that the kid in Ohio is injuring my economic interests by sharing it with others. Deadheads have been sharing our songs with each other for decades and it's done nothing but increase the demand for our work.
Of course, the RIAA takes a very different view and has lately been laboring by means, both legal and technical, to eliminate fair use, requiring payment to be made every time someone hears the music they claim to own. They regard Napster to be a global thief's bazaar.
But what can they do about it? Nothing, I'd say. Napster is legally safe from them because no copyrighted material is actually stored there. Nor is there any practical way to prosecute the burgeoning multitudes who have already made over 380, 000 musical pieces available there.
Appeals based on moral principles will avail them little. Cyberspace is and always has been a "gift economy" where sharing is considered a virtue, not a crime. The music industry is generally despised by both music-lovers and musicians, to whom they've been returning about five percent of the retail value of their works.
Further, most musicians agree with Public Enemy rapster Chuck D, who recently said that the recording industry's legal assertion that they own the music they distribute is as senseless as would be a claim by Federal Express that they should own the contents of the packages they ship.
Also, from an economic standpoint, many musicians have discovered, as the Grateful Dead did, that the best way to make money from music is to give it away. While scarcity may increase the value of physical goods, such as CD's, the opposite applies to information. In a dematerialized information economy, there is an equally strong relationship between familiarity and value. If your work is good, allowing what you've done to self-replicate freely increases demand for what you haven't done yet, whether by live performances or by charging online for the download of new work.
For these, and far more reasons than I can state here, I'm convinced that the traditional music business is finished. Napster and other environments like it will polish off the likes of BMG and Tower Records within five years.
Personally, I can't say I'll miss it. For over a century, it has exploited both musicians and audiences. By its proprietary practices and crass insistence on mass appeal, it has desertified the ecology of auditory epiphany, impoverished genius, fattened lawyers, turned plastic into gold, and offered gilded plastic in return.
Music expresses the soul of a society. It is perhaps the most singularly human activity of our peculiar species, since, unlike the rest of our major endeavors, it doesn't support our physical survival. But the 20th Century music business has transformed the deepest currents of our culture into mere currency.
To be fair, I will confess that it had its purposes and time. Without the record industry, I would never have heard The Rolling Stones, Stockhausen, Handel, Billy Holiday, Bob Dylan, Robert Johnson, Ravi Shankar, or Balinese Monkey Chants. Nor, more importantly, would they have been able to hear - and thus build upon - each other.
I also recognize that some percentage of those who work in it appear to be human beings. As a former cattle rancher, I feel a pang of compassion at their economic demise. But history is littered with such casualties. The people who worked in them found other jobs.
The graceful industries go down gently when they've outlived their utility, but doesn't appear that this one is going to. They appear prepared to bury with themselves an entire epoch of music under a thick crust of copyright law, leaving a century-sized hole in the history of music.
We can't allow this to happen. If it does, it will cause the still-birth of what is presently gestating on Napster.com: the musician business. (And even, with luck, something one might call the audience business.)
In Napster's enormous room, music will arise in spontaneous and global abundance in the space between creators and listeners so interactively that it will be hard to tell which is which. No longer will we mistake music for a noun, as its containers have tempted us to do for a century. We will realize once more that music is a verb, a relationship, a constantly evolving life form.
But you can't own verbs, nor relationships, nor divine gifts. Whatever the current legalities, I personally find defining "my" songs to be a form of property to be as philosophically audacious and as impractical as would be a claim that I own "my" daughters, another blessing that just happened to pass into the world through me..
As with my daughters, I want to exercise some control over what happens to the songs for which I was the mere conduit. I don't want them to be altered, abused, exploited, or used by others for their own commercial purposes. Developing the proper legal and ethical instruments to assure me that ability will be tricky. But more than control, I want my songs, like my daughters, to be free to roam the world and be loved by as many as can appreciate their occasional beauty.
Whatever models evolve to protect the creation of music, I am not concerned that we will fail to economically support its makers after we quit calling it property. For some reason, humans absolutely require music, and they were providing for the material needs of musicians for tens of thousands of years before copyright law, just as they will do so for tens of thousands of years after this brief and anomalous period has been forgotten..
--John Perry Barlow, Cognitive DissidentCo-Founder & Vice Chairman, Electronic Frontier FoundationBerkman Fellow, Harvard Law School


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There comes a time in every man's life when he must move on from his seasonal dalliances with Converse, limited edition Adidas, and even, God help us, Caterpillar boots. He needs to settle down with a shoe, and in my case it was a beautiful oxblood brogue from Loake. It was comfortable, hard wearing, and looked as good with a suit as it did with a pair of jeans.
But as Oscar Wilde lamented, "each man kills the thing he loves", and seven years on my brogues were in danger of being walked to death. The sole was hanging off, the welts had wilted, the stitching was coming apart and even the lining inside the shoe was as tattered as Lance Armstrong's reputation. But the uppers still fit my feet like gloves. So in a last-ditch effort to save our relationship, my brogues went back to mother, or the Northampton factory of their birth.
The Loake repair team were none too impressed by my neglect, but declaring that they liked a challenge they set to work.
Two weeks later my shoes returned reinvigorated and even freshly buffed with that distinctive oxblood shine, but still just as comfortable around my feet. Thank you Loake, you gave me my solemates back.
Weigh it up
It's cheaper to have your shoes repaired by a high street cobbler/keycutter, but the results won't be as impressive or long-lasting.
Replacement shoes: £150
Workshop service: £63.50
High-street repair: £35
Stripping off
At the workshop, the shoes are put onto the original last (mould) and the soles, heels, welts, cork filler and shanks are removed i.e. everything apart from the upper and insole.
Old sole
Next the new welts and replacement soles are stitched on. It's labour intensive, but hand stitching is better than glue as it allows the feet to breathe.
Classy finish
In the 'finishing room', new heels are fitted and the soles and heels are trimmed, stained, ironed and polished.
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Finally, new heel socks and laces are inserted and the brogues are polished and quality checked, before being boxed up and returned to their very satisfied owner.
Our verdict
New look, old feel
They are as comfortable as ever, but now they're fit to be worn with a suit again. This was far better than a high-street job, so worth the extra cash.


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In terms of museums, this is the big one. I had to plan meticulously, because as previous musee tours have proved, the day can fall apart very quickly if you're not on your toes!
Example of a near disaster: Musee D'Orsay.
This was by far my favourite museum. The roof of the converted railway station is a blanket of huge sculptured flowers and sunlight, which feels warm and not so austere as some museums. The day was marred however by a few logistical complications.
Firstly, there was the usual queue issue. Thought I'd just wander along casually mid morning and stroll through the door. No deal. An hour standing in the cold. I forgot about it very quickly though when I hit a Van Gogh. From there on, I was oblivious to any activity outside my audio tour and the art. I moved from room to room saying things like
'Oh my god. I can't believe I'm standing here in front of this! WTF!'
But as the the day slid by, the big sculptured roof flowers started to spin in circles above my head and my legs turned to jelly.
'Is it a stroke? Am I having a stroke? WTF!'
I sit down and think through the predicament. Thank god I said yes to the medical insurance! Does it cover stroke though? I don't remember. Too weak to struggle with the details now anyway. Maybe I have a concussion? I don't remember hitting my head, but then I'm still struggling with the birthdays of my immediate family, so that's neither here nor there. I concentrate on breathing deeply and after holding back the tears for a bit, I recognise a familiar sensation... hunger.
Condition confirmed when I discover that it has covertly become 3pm. I cannot continue to be the walking machine, the appreciator of fine art, the lone adventurer, without food, so I go in search of the knife and fork symbol.
The restaurant is easy enough to find but as I peer through the glass into the busy marble and chandelier clad dining room, I feel utterly deflated. All these people are sitting at tables set for at least four. The queue of waif like tourists is long, so taking a whole table for myself is not an option as it would certainly cause a riot. I stalk one lady who appears to be alone, in the hope that I will muster the courage to ask her if she'd like to share a table, but it doesn't come. I can't eat here.
Dilemma. I haven't finished looking at the beautiful things in the museum that I will probably never get the chance to see again. My ticket doesn't allow for me to leave the building and then come back in but if I stay I will probably pass out on the floor, in which case I won't be seeing much more anyway.
Am I being punished for travelling alone? Is death by starvation my sentence for not having a life long partner that I kiss passionately on every cobblestone bridge? And what's with that anyway? Is it necessary? No! No! No! and no, it's not necessary! I will look at every painting, every sculpture, every piece of Art Nouveu furniture on display if it kills me!
I get up and continue through the maze of rooms, stopping every now and then for a rest and to check myself with a series of questions,
'What day is it? Do you know where you are? Who's the president?' That last one's a trick question, which I recognised every time.
I push on like this for another hour and then without even a thought, I walk as if possessed, out the door and over the road to the first cafe I see where I eat so much food I feel ill and have to go directly home to bed.
The Louvre is a hundred times bigger than the Orsay, so you will understand why the planning for this tour had to be almost military.
Wake in the dark, coffee and out into the street. First stop, boulangerie for the hugest baguette in town with thirty two fillings. Eat while walking, being careful not to share even a crumb with the pigeons.
The Louvre has about a thousand entrance points but I head directly to the Pyramid entrance. My detailed study of the building map has shown me that this offers a direct route to the Mona Lisa, so minimum contact with other incoming troops.
I do audio tour equipment 101 and then proceed quickly towards my chosen target. I soon discover that they have hung a few centuries of the largest Italian and French paintings in the world en route to ML. These paintings are obviously planted as a distraction, so I do my best to avoid looking at them and focus solely on the task at hand.
My strategy is a success! I overtake many many people. (What time did they get up?!) By the time I reach ML's room, I am so excited I have lost track of how fast I'm moving. I slide across the floor towards the painting as if she is third base. Thank god for the little metal fence around the front of her, or I might have caused a lot more damage than just a couple of bruised shins! I take 68 self portraits of me copying the cheeky smile before the crowd arrives and tries to do the same. Victory!
My meticulous planning got me through everything I wanted to see in eight hours. There were a couple of floors that I may have seen twice but I think they were probably very good paintings and well worth another look.
I was also happy to discover that the Louvre has many eating places within the complex. I'm not sure that french fries were a well thought out lunch option but I cannot eat anything else that resembles a long sandwich.
Of course, like any museum operation of this kind, there were moments of disorientation where things got a bit touch and go, but once I ditched the stupid incomprehensible map and threw my fate into the hands of google sat nav, everything became clear.
Mission accomplished, I sat outside the museum, exhausted but feeling heroic.
...is that it then? Is my work here done? Is this how Paris and I part?
It does seem so. I feel a little sad as I take in this most awesome of buildings and the thousands of people who have come here, like me, to be excited by everything it contains.
Actually, it's not just this building that's making me sad to leave, it's Paris. It's the history in every building, the attitude in every waiter, the lights, the steps, the bread, the river, the strip club, the dogs, the French onion soup, pastries for breakfast, champagne for supper, the lack of room anywhere, long walks, chocolate shops, metro buskers, the markets, the art, the artists, the man playing chopin on a real piano on a street corner, crab roulade, snails that taste like dirt, butter, cream, that most beautiful of languages, the most comfortable apartment and my most generous new friends.
Paris, I love you. I have always loved you. It was a fine romance!
Peut-etre qu'on se reverra bientot un de ces jours!
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REVIEW: The Good Mayor by Andrew Nicoll
Dear Mr. Nicolls,
We get lots of arcs and finished copies of books offered to us at Dear Author. Some I am anticipating, others I recognize the author's name and in a few cases, I've never heard of either book or author. Your debut novel, "The Good Mayor" falls into the latter category. I say this not to denigrate it but to point out that I had no idea what I would be getting myself into when I started it. The US cover of the book enchanted me. When Jane sent this in a box of other books, that is what made me pull it out and check the back blurb.
In a busy little city in a forgotten corner of the Baltic, in an office on the square, the beloved mayor of Dot lies on his office floor, peering beneath his door. Tibo Krovic has come to work from his house down at the end of a blue-tiled path. He's taken, as usual, the tram seven stops, and walked the final two. He's stopped for strong Viennese coffee. And now Tibo Krovic is looking at the perfectly beautiful feet of his voluptuous, unhappily married secretary, Mrs. Agathe Stopak. The Good Mayor is badly in love.
And over the course of days, months, and years, amid life's daily routine-'a fallen lunch pail, a single touch, a handwritten note and then a terrible choice-'he and Agathe must come to terms with this thing that has seized hold of them both, exploring the tastes of desire and despair, love, friendship, and betrayal. . . . Until fate, magic, and their own actions lift them from their moorings-'toward an utterly unexpected future.
Their tortuous road to bliss is fraught with phantom circus performers, malevolent painters, rotund lawyers, mysterious fortune-tellers-'and every single one of love's astonishing little cruelties and miracles.
Something about a man so helplessly in love with a woman that he seizes the opportunity to spy on her feet under a door made me think, "this guy's really got it bad. He's on his knees peering under a door just to see her feet? Okaaaay." I read the second paragraph of the blurb and decided by its last sentence to read the book. Having now finished it, I'm glad that I didn't read the last part or I might have lost faith reading about the tribulations and pitfalls along their path to a HEA. But then this is a fairy tale and all good fairly tales involve some effort before the words, "and so they lived happily ever after."
I'm not sure if this is a contemporary or a book set in a not too distant past. There are no indications of time frame or year, and I usually go nuts if I don't have these things, but then it's a fantasy. You make the reader decide. Or not, if they don't care about such things. Even the place is nebulous. I was amused by the town names: Dot, Dash, Umlaut and the River Ampersand. Obviously fantasy but not too much since these are supposed to be little towns in the Baltic area and sometimes their city names sound at once common and yet foreign to me.
About 100 pages into the novel, I stopped to think, "I'm reading about an honest man with an ordinary life who is hopelessly in love with an unhappily married woman and I'm not depressed by the story." Truly I wasn't. I delighted in reading the every day events on the Mayor's daily calendar and how Agathe purchased her naughty knickers. I teared up at the heartbreaking night that followed which signaled the end of her marriage. Your descriptions put me on the trams of Dot and let me watch her citizens going about their lives and see how they felt about their Good Mayor Tibo.
And these people fascinated me. Tibo who is good, kind, honest and trustworthy. Agathe who is beautiful in a buxom sort of way. The rotund lawyer Guillaume who sees more than Tibo would like. The strega Mamma Cesare with a will of iron despite her small stature. And countless others who are so well described with only thumbnail sketches.
Your writing style is delicious and makes me think of one of my fellow reviewer's delight in a turn of phrase. Agathe doesn't drop her dress she lets it "whisper to the floor." Does she walk home? No, she "crunched over the gravel along the boulevard." Mamma Cesare isn't a little, gray haired woman, she's "a pocket battleship of a woman." When you describe a nasty piece of work who beats his wife as "a man who walked with his shoulders," I could see his cocky, swaggering attitude.
But man, during the last 50 pages of the story, the fairy tale aspects kick into overdrive. Agathe literally changes but it's a voluntary change, one she seems happy with, one that frees her. As she muses, there's no job, nothing she has to do but lay in the sun, enjoy the smells on the breeze and love Tibo. But Tibo changes as well. There were times when you wrote things like, "Tibo had never…," or "the citizens of Dot would be surprised to see their mayor…." that lead me to think that perhaps Tibo had always wanted to do these things but felt constrained by his past and his position. Now he's not hemmed in as "the Good Mayor" anymore. He can write a book about a strange topic, or, as he and Agathe dreamed, read Homer to his wife while he feeds her olives.
However, after finishing, I still wondered what happened to Hektor. And worried about Achilles. I can only imagine that like most fairy tale villains, Hektor's past caught up with him as the ill wind blew through the town.
In reviews I keep seeing the same words used to describe this book: whimsical, magical, charming, fairytale-ish but for adults. The characters must come through their dark forest and confront their evil, which they sometimes bring upon themselves, in order to live happily ever after. There is a witch but she's a good witch, there is a saint, who narrates the story and of whom we're only occasionally reminded, there are mysterious people in the form of a lawyer who remains much in the shadows and a restaurant with scrumptious food and coffee run by a silent man who commands by the mere flick of an eyebrow. There is a cat and a dog, a rowboat and the sea. And the whole wraps you in its embrace until it settles lightly into a finish.
What is good and what is right? Are they the same? And what does Tibo do? The reader is left to be the judge of that.
I have to be honest and admit that I'm still not sure exactly what everything means and why you used some of the devices and characters in the story that you did but! this is a book I will think of, think on and probably go back to peruse to seek to understand more at a later time. B
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Ohh, this sounds like another for my Christmas list. This time, I think for my sister, who loves Romance but sucks at relationships. She loves to read, but does it V e r y S l o w l y…this sounds perfect for her.
Oh, this sounds quirky enough to appeal to me! Good review.
Wow! What a great review Jayne. I'm getting this book just because :)
I kind of liked the other one with him peeking through the door hole ;)
Laura Kinsale
Having just returned from a trip to the Baltics (Estonia, Latvia, Lithuania) I can say that they ARE magical and just that little bit "off," so that you feel you've wandered into places that you're only certain exist, like Brigadoon, when you are there, and possibly vanish when you leave.
I think I'll have to read this!
Thanks for the excellent and intriguing review, I'd never have heard of it otherwise.
sounds wonderful, I must check this out – sounds right up my alley – a blend of fairy tale and romance
Andrew Nicoll
Thank you very much for your kind and considerate review. TGM is not for everybody, I know that, but you have understood it perfectly.
You wrote: I'm still not sure exactly what everything means and why you used some of the devices and characters in the story that you did but! this is a book I will think of, think on and probably go back to peruse to seek to understand more at a later time.
And that's exactly what I wanted. I didn't want to write a Big Mac of a book to be wolfed down in a minute and forgotten. I wanted to leave scents and colours and flavours in your mind for you to enjoy long after.
Thank you again for your kind interest.
with all good wishes
Andrew Nicoll
Oh, goodie. Nicoll's world sounds like a quirky mix of the Baltics/Balkans. I probably have to read this one.
It is quirky but remember there are some darker aspects to the story. It's a little like the fairy tales as they originally were and not the sanitized Disney versions we have today. Well, perhaps not quite as dark and pain filled as the originals but it ain't all whimsy.
To the east lies the famous lands of Slavic melancholy where doom & gloom is pretty much de rigueur.
Hi Andrew,
We share the same surname and as I am sure you know, there are a limited number of people named Nicoll in the world. I read that you are Scottish. My Nicoll ancestors came from Islip, England, to Islip, New York. The Scottish branch went to Nova Scotia (my understanding). Still, I am sure we are related. What a wonderful place and way to find a distant relative! I downloaded a sample of your book and am looking forward to reading it.
If you want to contact me, write to me at lnicoll at maine dot rr com. I look forward to hearing from you.
I apologize to the group for this genealogy intrusion but I couldn't resist….
Leslie Nicoll
Andrew Nicoll
Sorry, Leslie, I can't seem to work out what your email address is. That "rr" business has thrown me.
Well, Nicoll might not be a common name in your part of the world (I'm guessing that's Maine) but we are pretty thick on the ground where I come from. And I doubt there would be any Islip connection. My family tree got kinda bushy and untraceable about 15 miles from my house bck in 1789. I suppose we were just too poor, too scared or too stupid to get on that boat.
Lovely to hear from you.
best wishes
Is the cover a reproduction of "Il Baccio" in Venezia, Italy? It looks like it. I love that. Have the poster of it and everything.
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Jim BergerHello, my name is Jim Berger. I have been employed as a Medical Device Engineer at major healthcare companies since 1979, first in Orange County, California and then in Lake County, Illinois. In my professional career I have worked on the following products: Cardiac Output Computers, Holter EKG Monitoring Recorders and Playback Equipment, Ophthalmic Laser Systems, Plasmapheresis and Plateletpheresis equipment, Medication Delivery Infusion Pump Automated Test systems, and Renal Peritoneal Dialysis equipment. I have held positions in Engineering Design, Manufacturing Engineering, Quality & Reliability Engineering, Field Service support, and Systems Engineering. Since 1985 in my spare time, I have also studied different modalities of energy medicine such as Healing Touch, Therapeutic Touch, Eden Energy Medicine, Intuitive Shiatsu, Native American shamanism and Hawaiian shamanism.
I had been an amateur runner, cycler and triathlete in Southern California; however, after moving to Antioch, IL, on the Illinois/Wisconsin border in the early 1990s, I started having severe pain and cramps in my joints and temporary partial paralysis of my legs, feet and arms, hands, cramps in the abdomen and chest, temporary blindness, as well as, numerous mental issues. In late summer 2007, I had an insect bite that looked like a brown recluse spider bite that resulted in necrosis of the skin and a hospital stay of almost a week. Over the next few years I ended up having a couple heart attacks, severe breathing issues, pancreatitis and then gall bladder (overfilled with stones) removal. Doctors put off my severe breathing issues as chronic bronchitis and told me to get rid of my cats. Finally after hearing about lyme disease, I ended up going to a chiropractor and naturopath, who ran the Igenix tests for Lyme disease which came back positive, as well as, further tests that came back with high levels of mycoplasma pneumonia and chlamydia pneumonia. Everything began to make sense, I had indoor outdoor cats, one who lived 23 and ½ years with me. She was a great huntress, bringing mice, moles, and birds she killed up to my bedroom at night. It is now obvious that the red blood spots I would occasionally see on my sheets were from engorged ticks that were crushed by my body while sleeping. If If had ended up with a bull's-eye rash where I could have seen it, I would have probably ignored it not knowing it would indicate Lyme disease. I did not even know what Lyme disease was at that time. Then, after learning about it, I found out that tick bites could present a wound, looking similar to a brown recluse spider bite. Finally, about six months ago, I had a stroke, resulting in partial blindness and memory loss. I am 64 years old now and was to be laid off from my engineering job at the end of last year, but was put onto full disability last October due to the stroke. Since the stroke, it takes me about four times as long to accomplish any type of mental task.To digress a bit, over ten years ago I started researching Rife technology, when my sister-in-law, Kathy, was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. That story can be found on my website at www.bestsolu.com. After finding out about lyme disease, I read Brian Rosner's book on Lyme Disease and Rife Machines. I purchased one and built two Doug Coil Machines and read what I could about other experimental Rife and Lakhovsky type machines being used for treatment of different types of pathogen based disease. Over a three month period of time over two years ago, I used my 1958 vacuum tube replica Rife Machine and pathogen frequencies from the cpsBioResearch website at www.dnafrequencies.com, treating myself for Borellia, Babesia, Bartonella, Mycoplasma and Chlamydia. After so many years of sickness, I started feeling normal again and decided to stop experimenting on myself until I could find a way to verify and validate the results. I stopped treating myself and over the past two years began my studies in biology, microbiology, anatomy & physiology, darkfield & phase contrast microscopy. However, along with my normal engineering job, and the return of my lyme and co-infection symptoms my body and mind broke down resulting in partial blindness and memory loss.
I have joined the Worldwide Lyme Awareness Rally to stand up to the Infectious Disease Society of America (IDSA), against their campaign of misinformation about Lyme disease, and against their position that after a couple weeks of antibiotics Lyme disease is cured. In Chicago during the Worldwide Lyme Awareness Rally, May 10 and 11, I would like to raise awareness of our Lyme community's plight to get proper treatment by targeting primarily the Chicago Tribune for supporting the IDSA view and completely ignoring the International Lyme and Associated Disease Society (ILADS) view that Chronic Lyme Disease does exist, and that it has reached epidemic levels around the world. We will not be ignored any longer. Chicago Tribune, at least fairly present both views.In recognition of Worldwide Lyme Awareness, I have started a new project to develop low cost medical device(s) to diagnose and assist in the treatment of lyme disease and its coinfections. It will be an open source development project with a goal to have a first prototype available by the end of July this year. Anybody and everybody can be involved. Let's come together and share our knowledge and wisdom to help ourselves. As a group let's design our own medical devices and microscopy techniques to help prove the existence of chronic lyme disease. See the Lyme disease and Rife-Crock machine blog: http://rifecrock.blogspot.com/ , which I will be starting up soon.
Your friend, Jim------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Dave MarshHere are my reasons for being involved with Lyme awareness / support. I know this story is similar to many other people but here it is... 13 years ago this upcoming June I went up to Lake Pepin Wisconsin on another camping / fishing vacation. My family had been going there a couple times a year since I was a kid. 2 weeks after that trip I developed a paper plate sized bulls eye rash on the right side of my spine. After that rash my life changed dramatically. I've always worked outside, and first thing I noticed was my wrists, knees, and elbows being in constant pain, eventually having both wrists operated on and having to have my tendons in my elbows reattached to the bone. Then they told me I now had a bunch of new ailments that have no history in my family. OK that's enough, I'll finish up. The neurological, physical, and mental strain of not being able to have any of the 30 doctors I had seen "including Mayo clinic" give you any definitive answers is devastating. Once I got to a legitimate LLMD and started the long road back to where I am today I found this support group with people who had gone through the same nightmares I'd been through, it felt comforting ! I decided I wanted to try and help people not have to go through what we had gone through. I love when people meet us and realize they are not alone. My wish is that people soon will be able to be diagnosed and treated in a timely and appropriate fashion. I can't even put to words how important it is to me for children to get treated properly so that they can run and play like normal healthy kids.
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The company said that it will place the redesigned 2015 Mustang on the 86th floor observation deck of the Empire State building -- no small feat -- replicating a marketing stunt it did with the original pony car in 1965.
At the same time the Mustang does its rooftop thing on April 16-17, Ford will mark the anniversary at the New York auto show, echoing the first Mustang's introduction at the New York World's Fair in April 1964.
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So, just like they did in 1965, Ford engineers will use what everybody else does to get to the top of the landmark: the elevators.
In 1965, a prototype Mustang convertible was sliced into three main sections, in addition to the windshield, and hauled up in elevators.


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