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A Llama, a World and a Plan
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Sometimes the complexity of our lives makes a llama's simple life seem appealing...and the llama no doubt longs for coffee shops, shrubbery, and a nice castle. In StefanT's browser-based, civilization-building simulation A Llama, a World and a Plan, you play a llama who would be king. By copying his neighbors' agriculture and architecture, even a South American camelid can become a grand monarch.
A quirky sense of humor elevates A Llama, a World and a Plan above the usual build-structure-harvest-something-build-something-bigger cycle. Your protagonist is indeed a llama who inherits a miserable tract of land from his father. The first "buildings" you learn to make are Cactus, Cultivated Wasteland, and the pathetic Fishing Puddle. As your llama pushes his city to grander heights, he can acquire such modern edifices as Stars Coffee and the Apricot Store ("Technology's latest models for a price. A big price.")
The game maintains this whimsical attitude towards the interface as well. The "Build" icon is reminiscent of a Lego block. When you copy a structure from a neighboring town, it shows something very like Window's paper-and-manila-folder copying animation. Kevin MacLeod's droll music easily dispels any notion of taking A Llama, a World and a Plan too seriously.
A Llama, a World and a Plan isn't hard to learn; the game teaches you as you go, with the first neighboring town basically serving as a tutorial. You level up your llama through logical steps laid out in the game itself. However, some elements of the gameplay could use tweaking. The game window works best in a bigger browser window, and it doesn't scroll; this left me frequently dragging the map back and forth so I could get the llama to the more distant buildings. More frustrating, though, is the inability to save progress and come back later. A casual game becomes less casual when it has to be completed before shutting down the PC.
Despite its sometimes-awkward gameplay, A Llama, a World and a Plan is a lot of fun. It kept me happily clicking, and even rewarded me with a moral at the end of the llama's story. I don't see a great deal of replay value in a game that can't be saved, but for one lazy evening, it's well worth exploring the llama's world and helping him execute his plan.
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Previously, the process to do this was to download a template, position their work offline, upload, save, check the final product and repeat. For designs that need to be in a particular position this could be an extremely painful process!
In order to lower the hurdle for new users and decrease the frustration level for our long-time artists, we introduced a new uploader which takes away the need for templates and allows for preview and positioning of the design on the product before upload.
The final interface
This is the new widget artists see and use before uploading their design to our server. They can preview the work on all available styles and colours, as well as change the size and re-position it until it's in the perfect spot.
For all that to happen, we're using some fairly new HTML5 and Javascript features so lets have a look at how it works…
HTML5 and Javascript in harmony
FormData and
FileReader are a couple of HTML5 libraries which allow us to (a) submit multi-part form data through AJAX and (b) read and understand data submitted using a file input.
Canvas we can interactively display and interact with the
Image object that was read into Memory using the aforementioned
DataURL using the
FormData library.
For this post, we will not go into much detail about all the parts, there are decent tutorials out there on how
FileReader and interacting with a Canvas work, but instead we will talk a bit more about how we get from the preview canvas
to the final form data.
"Blobbing the Canvas"
In order to submit the final design to our server, we need to add it to the
FormData object that is submitted via AJAX. The
Canvas W3C reference defines a
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By Andre Vltchek
August 3, 2017
A son of the super elite Afghan 'exiles'
living in London, once 'shouted' at me, via WhatsApp, after I dared to
criticize one of the officially-recognized gurus of the Western anti-communist
left, who happened to be his religiously admired deity:
"I'm completely amazed that you'd do such a
thing. Then again, you're Russian… And Russians held a strange superiority
complex about dominating the whole Asian & African continents – even when
nobody invited or asked them to. Historical examples are plenty… Don't go to a
country to report about what's actually going on when you can't even speak the
This was his tough verdict on Russia and on
my work; a verdict of 'Afghan man in London', who never even touched work in
his entire life, being fully sustained by his morally corrupted family. He
never travelled much, except when his father took him on one of the official
diplomatic visits. He has been drinking, taking drugs and hating everything
that fights, that defies the Empire. From President Duterte in the Philippines,
to Maduro in Venezuela, and Assad in Syria. After he was taken out of
Afghanistan at an extremely early age, he never set foot on its soil.
All of his knowledge was accumulated
'second-hand', but he is quick to pass endless moral judgments, and he is
actually taken seriously by one of the most influential and famous 'opposition'
figures in the West. It is because he is an Afghan, after all, and because he
has a perfect English accent, and his 'conclusions' are 'reasonable', at least
to some extent acceptable by the regime, and therefore trustworthy. He and
others like him know perfectly well when to administer the required dose of
anti-Soviet and anti-Russian sentiments, or when to choose well-tolerated
anarcho-syndicalism over true revolutionary fervour.
Again in London, a lady from an Afghan
diplomatic circle, who still takes pride in being somehow left-leaning (despite
her recent history of serving the West), recalled with nostalgia and boasting
"Once when I got sick, I travelled with my
husband from Kabul to Prague, for medical treatment. It was in 80's, and we
took with us 5,000 dollars. You know, in those days in Czechoslovakia this was
so much money! Our friends there never saw so much cash in their lives. We
really had great time there."
I listened politely and thought: 'Damn, in
those days, my two Czech uncles were building sugar mills, steel factories and
turbines for developing countries like Syria, Egypt, Lebanon. I'm not sure
whether they also worked in Afghanistan, but I wouldn't be surprised if they
did. It was their internationalist duty and they were hardly making US$500 per
month. The salary of my father, a leading nuclear scientist, who was in charge
of the safety of VVR power plant reactors, was at that time (and at the real
exchange) well under US$200 a month. These were very honest, hard-working
people, doing their duty towards humanity. And then someone came from Kabul,
from the capital of one of the poorest countries in Asia, recipient of aid and
internationalist help from basically all Soviet Bloc countries, and blows 5.000
bob in just a few days!'
In those days, socialist Czechoslovakia was
helping intensively, various revolutionary and anti-colonialist movements, all
over the world. Even Ernesto Che Guevara was treated there, between his
campaign in Congo, and his final engagement in Bolivia.
But the lady did not finish, yet:
"Once we crossed the border and travelled
to the Soviet Union by land. You cannot imagine the misery we encountered in
the villages, across the border! Life was much tougher there than on our side.
Of course Moscow was different: Moscow was the capital, full of lights, truly
Was that really so? Or was this official
narrative that has been injected through the treasonous elites into the psyche
of both Afghans and foreigners?
I listened, politely. I like stories, no
matter from which direction they are coming. I took mental notes.
Then, back in Afghanistan, I asked Mr.
Shakar Karimi point blank:
"You were travelling back and forth,
between Afghanistan and the former Soviet Union. Was life in the Afghan
countryside better than in Uzbekistan and Tajikistan?"
He stared at me, shocked. When my question
finally fully sank into his brain, he began laughing:
"Soviet villages were so much richer; there
could not be any comparison. They had all necessary facilities there, from
electricity to water, schools and medical posts, even public transportation:
either train or at least a bus. No one could deny this, unless they'd be
totally blind or someone would pay them not to see! Of course Tashkent, capital
of Uzbekistan, was totally different story: it was a huge and very important
Soviet city, with theatres, museums, parks, hospitals and universities. But
even the villages were, for us, shockingly wealthy. Culture at both sides of
the border was, however, similar. And while the Soviets were engaged here in
Afghanistan, things began developing at our side of the border, too."
But who would listen to Mr. Shakar Karimi
from Pole Charkhi Village, on the outskirts of Kabul. He hardly spoke English,
and he had no idea how to be diplomatic and 'acceptable' to Londoners or New
Yorkers. And what he was saying was not what was expected from the Afghans to
During my previous trip to Afghanistan,
over the phone from Kabul, I suggested to my friend, another 'elite' Afghan
exile, that the next time she should come with me, at least for a few days, in
order to reconnect, to breath the air of the city that she has been claiming
she missed so desperately, for so many years. Reply was curt, but somehow
"Me, coming back like this; incognito? You
don't understand, my family is so important! When I finally go back, it will be
a big, big deal!"
It is very strange, but Afghans that I know
from Afghanistan are totally different from those I meet in Europe and North
America. So are Afghans who are going back, regularly, to their beloved
country, and who are 'connected', even engaged.
In Rome, I met Afghan Princess Soraya. I
was invited to Italy by several left-wing MP's representing 5 Stelli ('5 Star
Movement') and during our lunch together, when learning about my engagement in
Afghanistan, they exclaimed: "You have to meet 'our' Afghan Princess!"
They called her on a mobile phone. She was
in her 60s, but immediately she jumped on her bicycle and pedalled to the
Parliament area in order to meet me. She was shockingly unpretentious, and
endlessly kind. With her, nothing was a 'big deal'. "Come meet me in the
evening in the old Jewish Ghetto," she suggested. "There will be an opening of
a very interesting art exhibition there, in one of the galleries."
We met again, in the evening. She was very
critical of the occupation of her country by the NATO forces. She had no fear,
nothing to hide. She had no need to play political games.
"I'm going back to Kandahar, in couple of
weeks. Please let me know when you are going back to my country. I'll arrange
things for you. We'll show you around Kandahar."
In the meantime, I got used to Afghanistan;
to its terrain, its stunning beauty, to its bitter cold in the winter and
stifling heat of the summers, to its curtness, its exaggerated politeness and
even to its hardly bearable roughness, which always surfaces at least once in a
while. But I never got used to all of those upper-class 'refugees', people who
have left Afghanistan permanently; to those who later betrayed, and then
betrayed again, spreading false information about their country, serving
Western media/propaganda outlets or as diplomats of the puppet state abroad,
making a lucrative living out of their treason and out of the misery of their
own people. I don't think that I will ever get used to them. In a way, they are
even worse than NATO, or at least equally as bad, and more deadly and venomous
than the Taliban.
There are many ways how one can betray his
or her country. There are also countless reasons and justifications for
treason. Historically, Western colonialists developed entire networks of local,
"native" collaborators, all over the world. These people have been ready and
willing to run down their devastated countries, on behalf of the European and
later, US imperialists, in exchange for prominent positions, titles and
'respect'. Unfortunately, Afghanistan is not an exception.
On 21 January 2010, even Kabul Press had
apparently enough, and it published damning article "Afghan UN Ambassador's
$4.2 million Manhattan apartment"
referring to the super-luxury residence of then Afghan UN Ambassador, Zahir
"Among the billions of dollars being spent
propping up the Karzai government are some choice bits of New York City real
estate. Number 1 is a 2,400 sq. ft. 3-bedroom corner apartment in the Trump
World Tower, one of the world's most expensive addresses. It was chosen by
Zahir Tanin, Afghanistan's Ambassador to the United Nations, who lives there
with his wife."
"According to Kabul press sources, eight
other diplomats working in the Mission's offices live about one hour away. The
average rent for them is over $20,000 per month—extremely pricey even for
Manhattan real estate. The previous Ambassador, Mr. Farhadi paid only $7,000
per month for all rent and expenses."
"Other ambassadors, like Taib Jawad (Afghan
Ambassador to the U.S.) are living in luxury residences, why not me?" our
source quotes Tanin as saying."
So many Afghans have left, many betrayed,
but others are refusing to bend, remaining proud and honest.
During my previous visit to the country, I
worked along the road separating the districts 3 and 5 in Kabul, photographing
literally decomposing bodies of drug-users.
In June 2017 I returned, but this time I
dared to film the people living under the bridges, and in deep infested hovels.
Later I walked on the riverbank, trying to gain some perspective and to film
from various angles.
Someone was making threatening gestures
from the distance; someone else aimed a gun at me. I ducked for cover.
"Not very welcoming place, is it?" I heard
loud laughter behind my back. Someone spoke perfect English.
I turned back. A well-dressed man
approached me. We exchanged a few words. I explained what I was doing here and
he understood immediately.
"Here is my card," he said. Muhammad Maroof
(Sarwan), Vice-President of the Duniya Construction Company," it read. He
"I came to this warehouse here to deliver
my products, and I saw you filming. You're lucky you were not hit by a bullet."
"I want to talk," he said, pointing his
hand at the bridge. "Don't film me, just take notes. You can quote me, even use
my name."
He explained that he used to work for the
US military, as an interpreter.
Then he began speaking, clearly and
"The biggest mafias here are directly
linked to both UK and US. The West lies that they want to stop trade with drugs
in Afghanistan; they never will allow it to stop."
"My brother is a writer and he has images
of the U.S. army giving water pumps, studs and other basic stuff, for the
growth of poppies. The biggest supporter of drugs production in Afghanistan,
and the export, is the UK government. They are dealing directly with the
locals, even giving them money… The UK is also the major market for the export.
Helmand, Kandahar, you name it, from there, directly, transport planes are taking
off and going straight towards Europe, even the US. The Westerners are people
who physically put drugs into the airplane at our airports."
"My relative was an interpreter for the
British… He was killed by them, after he had been witnessing and interpreting
at a meeting between the UK officials, and the local drug mafias."
I was wondering whether he was certain he
wanted to speak on the record. My interpreter was standing by, apparently
impressed by what he was witnessing. Mr. Maroof did not hesitate:
"I have nothing to hide. They are
destroying my country right in front of my eyes. What could be more horrifying
than that? The Western occupation is ruining Afghanistan. I want the world to
be aware of it, and I don't care what could happen to me!"
Not all the opposition to the present
regime in Kabul is fighting for true independence and progressive ideals. Some
have close links with the West, or /and with the Mujahedeen.
In Kabul, in June 2017, inside a makeshift
camp built near the site of a devastating explosion which in May killed at
least 90 people, injuring 400, I met with Ramish Noori; the spokesperson of
Haji Zahir Qadir's "Uprising for Change". The powerful "Uprising" counts on at
least a 1,000-men strong militia, one which is locked in brutal combat with
ISIS (Daesh), and which has already beheaded several terrorist fighters in
'retaliatory' actions.
Mr. Noory clearly indicated that the goal
of his group is to force the present government to resign, even if that would
have to happen with the help of foreign countries:
"We were shot at in Kabul and 6 protesters
were killed, 21 injured. Professional Special Forces of Ashraf Ghani shot those
who were killed point blank, in the face. Instead of killing terrorists, this
government is killing innocent protesters; people who came to demand security
after that barbaric terrorist attack which took lives of 90 people. We actually
believe that many government officials are responsible for the killings. We
also think that the government is helping to coordinate attacks of the
Mr. Samir, one of the protesters, began
shouting in anger:
"The government is killing its own people,
and so we want both Ghani and Abdullah Abdullah to resign. We want an entire
reset of the Afghan system. Look what is happening all around the country:
killings, bomb blasts and unbridled corruption!"
But when I press them hard, I feel that
behind their words there is no sound ideology, just geographically swappable
'civil society talks'. And perhaps some power struggle as well.
I don't know who is supporting them, who is
behind them, but I feel that someone definitely is. What they say is right, but
it is how they say it that worries me.
I ask Ramish Noori about the NATO
occupation of Afghanistan, and suddenly there is a long pause. Then a brief
answer in a slightly uncomfortable tone of voice:
"We are ready to work with any country that
is supporting our position."
"Can I stop by later today?" I ask.
"Of course. Anytime. We'll be here till the
morning. We are expecting the Mujahedeen to join us in the early hours."
Next time I will investigate further.
I visited the British Cemetery in Kabul.
Not out of some perverse curiosity, but because, during my last visit, I was
given this tip by a Russian cultural attaché:
"See how patient, how tolerant Afghan
people are… After all that has been done to them…"
I'm glad that I went. The cemetery puts the
events of the last 2 centuries into clear perspective. To a clear British
Full of patriotic sentimentality, The
Telegraph once described this place as: "Afghanistan: The corner of Kabul that
is forever England."
There was no repentance, no soul-searching,
no questions asked, like: What was England doing here, thousands of miles away
from its shores, again and again… and again?"
Above the names of fallen English soldiers,
there was a sober but unrepentant dedication:
"This memorial is dedicated to all those
British officers and soldiers who gave their lives in the Afghan wars of the
19th and 20th Century. Renovated by the officers and soldiers of the British
Contingent of the International Security Assistance Force in Kabul. February
2002. "We Shall Remember Them""
The cemetery is well kept. There is no
vandalism and no graffiti. In Afghanistan, the death of Englishmen, Spaniards
and other foreigners is respected.
Unfortunately, the death of Afghan people
is not even worth commemorating, anymore.
How many Afghans did those British troops
massacre, in two long centuries? Shouldn't there be a monument, somewhere in
Kabul, to those thousands of victims of British imperialism? Perhaps there will
be… one day, but not anytime soon.
Again I drove to Bagram, filming the
monstrous walls of the US military and air force base.
Again I saw children with toy guns, running
and imitating landing combat helicopters.
Again I saw misery, right next to the gates
of the base; poor women covered by burkas, babies in their arms, sitting in
stifling heat on speed bumps, begging.
I saw amputees, empty stares of poor local
All this destitution, just a few steps away
from tens of billions of dollars wasted on high-tech military equipment, which
has succeeded in breaking the spirit of millions of Afghan people, but never in
'liberating the country from terrorism', or poverty.
I drove to the village of Dashtak, in
Panjshir Valley, to hear more stories about those jihadi cadres who were based
here during the war with the Soviet Union.
I was stopped, detained, interrogated, on
several occasions, sometimes ten times per day: On the Afghan-Pakistani border
which has recently experienced fighting between two countries, in Kabul,
Jalalabad, Bargam. I lost track of who was who: police, army, security forces,
local security forces, or militias?
In front of Jalalabad Airport I tried to
film an enormous US blimp drone, on its final approach before landing. I asked
my driver to make a U-turn, my drift HD camera ready. One minute later, the
military stopped the car, aiming its guns at us. I had to get out, put my hands
on a wall, and surrender my mobile phones. After our identity was verified from
Kabul, one of the soldiers explained:
"Yesterday, exactly the same Toyota Corolla
drove by, made the same U-turn and then blew itself up, next to this wall…"
In Jalalabad, I spoke to a police officer
wounded at the national Radio Television Afghanistan (RTA) station, during a
terrorist attack.
It all felt surreal. The entire country
seems to be dissolving; yet it is refusing to fall, to collapse. It is still
standing. And despite rubble, fighting and the insane cynicism of the elites,
there is still hope, and even some optimism left.
I'm trying to understand.
"Afghans living abroad keep spreading false
rumors that we are finished, that everybody wants to leave," explains Arif, my
driver and interpreter. "But it's not true. More and more people want to stay
home, to improve things, to rebuild our motherland. She is beautiful, isn't
We are passing through a winding road,
enormous mountains on both sides, and a river with crystal-clear water just a
few meters away.
"She is," I say. "Of course she is."
We stopped near a small mosque, almost
clinging to a cliff. It was the month of Ramadan. Arif was diligent; he went to
pray. I also left the car and went to look into a deep and stunning ravine.
Another car arrived; an off-roader, most likely an armored vehicle. The driver
killed the engine. Three heavily armed men descended. They left their machine
guns near the entrance to the mosque, washed their feet, and then went inside
to pray.
Before they entered, we all nodded at each
other, politely.
Surprisingly, I did not feel threatened. I
never did, in Afghanistan.
The scenery reminded me of South America,
most likely of Chile – tremendous peaks, a deep valley, serpentines and
powerful river down below.
I felt strong and alive in Afghanistan.
Many things have gone wrong in this country, but almost everything was clear,
hardly any bullshit. Mountains were mountains, rivers were rivers, misery was
misery and fighters were fighters, good or bad. I liked that. I liked that very
"Arif," I asked, sipping Argentinian jerba
mate from my elaborate metal straw, as we were gradually approaching Kabul. It
was Malta Cruz, a common, harsh mate, but a decent one.
"Do you think I can get Afghan citizenship
if we kick out Yanks and Europeans, defeat Taliban and Daesh, and rebuild
socialist paradise here?"
I was joking, just joking, after a long and
exhausting day of work around Jalalabad.
However, Arif looked suddenly very serious.
He slowed the car down.
"You like? You like Afghanistan that much?"
"Hmmm," I nodded.
"I think, if we win, they'll make sure to
give you Afghan nationality," he finally concluded.
We were still very far from winning. After
returning me to my hotel, he categorically refused to take money for his work.
I insisted, but he kept refusing.
It all felt somehow familiar and good. Back
in my hotel room, exhausted, I collapsed onto the bed, fully dressed. I fell
asleep immediately.
Then, late at night, there were two loud
explosions right under the hill.
Afghanistan is here. You love it or hate
it, or anything in between. But you cannot cheat: you are here and if you know
how to see and feel, then you slowly begin to know. Or you are not here, and
you cannot understand or judge it at all. No book can describe Afghanistan, and
I'm wondering whether even films can. Maybe poetry can, maybe a theatre play or
a novel can, but I'm not sure, yet.
All I know is that it is alive, far from
being finished. Its heart is pulsating; its body is warm. If someone tells you
that it is finished, don't trust him. Come and see for yourself; just watch and
Andre Vltchek is a philosopher, novelist, filmmaker and investigative
journalist. He has covered wars and conflicts in dozens of countries. Three of
his latest books are revolutionary novel "Aurora" and two bestselling works of
political non-fiction: "Exposing Lies Of The Empire" and "Fighting Against
Western Imperialism". View his other books here. Andre is making films for
teleSUR and Al-Mayadeen. Watch Rwanda Gambit, his groundbreaking documentary
about Rwanda and DRCongo. After having lived in Latin America, Africa and
Oceania, Vltchek presently resides in East Asia and the Middle East, and
continues to work around the world.
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A World Without Banks
Imagine a world without bankers.
That thought either rattles you to the core of your being, or it brings on the kind of ecstasy heretofore only available in a Southeast Asian massage parlor. If you are a Congressman, addicted to the effluent from the wallets of your owners on Wall Street and their lobbyists in Washington, if you are a real estate developer who believes no amount of office space and no amount of luxury condominiums is too much, or if you summer in the Hamptons and Nantucket, then you are clearly in the first camp. If you are a typical ZH'er, spending your weekends at the range with your Beretta or sharpening the tines on your pitchfork, then welcome to SE Asia and the world of your wildest fantasy.
Yes, there is a country without banks as we know them, where no one knows the meaning of subprime, Alt-A, securitization, HFT, prop desks, insurance---portfolio or otherwise---CDS', CDO's, CDO^2's, CLO's or Too Big to Fail. There is a country where the financial crisis went almost unnoticed, where no bank assets went toxic because there are no bank assets. No depositors faced loss because there are few depositors. Mortgages did not take a hit because there are no mortgages. No car loans, student loans, or HELOC's went bad. The country is the Union of Myanmar, known to many in the West as Burma. It is also called the Golden Land, which is entirely apropos given its wealth of natural resources.
Many reading this might have a political view on the country and its leadership, to which you are most welcome. Other websites, other writers, and the activist community address that issue elsewhere and have been doing it almost as long and almost as successfully as America has been enforcing sanctions against Cuba. I'll leave politics to them, for this is not a political fluff piece; it is an economic fluff piece.
While much of what you will read here will seem odd, please don't let the bizarre nature of this system scare you off. What they have, albeit in a different form, is workable even in a large society. If any of you find humor in this piece, then that is good enough, for at times like this humor is what keeps some of us going. More than that, however, I write this to attempt to counteract the fear mongering foisted upon us all by the likes of Hank Paulson, Timmy Geithner, Ben of the Inkjet Bernanke and that drooling, semi-embalmed cadaver who goes by the name of Representative Paul Kanjorski.
"We were that close", so they told us ad nauseum in order that we accept the passage of TARP and all of the other alphabet soup of programs that shifted the wealth of America's savers, elderly and Middle Class to the same people on Wall Street who nearly brought the system---their system---down. Yes, the collapse of the financial system would have had dire consequences---for the ones who caused its near demise. Their world almost did cease to exist, and it would have eviscerated them, one and all. Sadly, we lost an opportunity. Our world, on the other hand, though difficult, would have survived, and we would have found a way to continue. Humans are resourceful. Humans adapt. Anarchy creates its own communities, its own bonds, out of necessity and the will to survive. Burma is an example. Now I'll tell you why.
Let me begin by getting a salient point right out front: Burma's economy probably grew 15% in 2009. Fifteen percent. Their currency was the world's strongest currency in 2009, climbing against everything from the dollar to euro to swissie to loon.
Nobody really knows the actual GDP number, because no one really bothers to keep track. Much of the economy is of the underground variety, and even the official economy is cloaked in secrecy. Fifteen percent---which would be the top growth in the world amongst countries with a population greater than 50 million souls---is my own estimation based on what I see, and comparing it to what I have seen there over the last fifteen years, or over the last thirty in places as diverse as Saudi Arabia, Japan, China, Thailand and Burma. 2009 was staggering in the amount of development, as anyone who spent time in the country could attest. Why I am there and why I know this is a long story. Suffice it to say I left a host of Wall Street prop desks when I thought my pockets were full enough, and when I wanted to try to find a way to add value in the world while I was still young. As most of you believe, if not know for a fact, Wall Street adds precious little value to the greater good of the human species. It's a nice place to visit but I wouldn't want to live there. I mean Wall Street, not Burma.
It is possible not every country could do what Burma has done. Few countries in the world have the breadth and depth of natural resources Burma has, which include economically significant deposits of gold, platinum group metals, silver, antimony, molybdenum, copper, nickel, iron ore, zinc, tin, uranium, chromite, rare earths and gypsum. Burma also has approximately eighty-five percent of the world's remaining tropical hardwoods, including the world's best teak, plus stunningly beautiful woods such as padauk, pyinkado and yemane. Burma has most of the world's top jadeite, gobbled up to the tune of a billion dollars a year by the emerging Middle Kingdomites. It has precious gemstones such as rubies, sapphires and spinels. Its biggest source of wealth in recent years has been natural gas, plus some oil, which accounts for upwards of 80% of government revenues. Major investors in the country---mostly in mining and oil/gas exploration---include China, (both public and private sector), Singapore, Thailand, India and Russia. Also trying to exploit Burma's vast natural wealth are companies from Malaysia, Vietnam and Australia. A gas pipeline run by France's Total and US Chevron (oddly exempt from the sanctions that prevent me from even buying a home-sewn shirt) is single handedly responsible for nearly 25% of total Myanmar Government revenues via a long term sales contract with Thailand. As with the financial industry, lobbying Congress has its benefits, allowing Chevron privileges denied to you and me and the other lesser members of our egalitarian society. TransOcean (RIG) is also allowed to lease drilling rigs, at $210,000/day, to a project controlled by a company called Asia World, run by a man name Lo Hsing Han and his Harvard MBA educated son Steven Law. Google that and ask US Dept of Treasury, Office of Foreign Asset Control, why RIG gets an exemption. I am not criticizing the Burmese here; I am calling America a hypocrite nation, however.
At present China is constructing two new pipelines from the Arakan (Yakhine) Coast on Burma's western side to Kunming in China's Yunnan Province. One line will carry Burmese natural gas; the other will carry oil obtained from the Middle East, enabling China to bypass the dangerous Straits of Malacca and save 14-20 days shipping costs. Burma will reap billions from this, despite the odd fact that 35% of its standing army will be involved in guarding the two lines. India just paid $1.4 billion for gas exploration rights in an offshore block off Yakhine and for a 12.5% stake in the twin pipelines. Of course that's small money for a hedge fund type who bet on TBTF in America, but it's enough to make it boom time in this all but bankless society.
Situated between the two largest populations on Earth---China and India---both of which are hungry for resources, has undoubtedly benefited Myanmar and helped it pass through the crisis the rest of the world experienced full bore. Still, the other thing that helped it avoid financial calamity was its lack of banks, because people were always forced to pay as they went. Lack of banks and insurance does not prevent dealmaking or trade, it just means that it must be self-financed and self-insured. Projects are carried out only when they are paid for up front, and if a project fails, the loss is born by the owner. Goods are moved with the acceptance that losses are possible, but goods are still moved, potential loss factored in to prices. There's trucks on the highway carrying manufactured goods, produce, and people. Homes get built, as do office buildings, restaurants and shopping centers. People only buy what they can afford because if they cannot afford it, nobody will sell to them. Other than neighborhood loan sharks who charge upwards of 5% per month, there is almost no debt. Growth comes only from what one can pay for in the here and now. That encourages saving, though most savings are of the cash-under-the-mattress variety. Business still gets done. Banks can be an aid, but they are not a necessity. Eating and having shelter are necessities, and these will happen with or without banks, whether it's in Burma or America.
In the end, rather than shift risk around the economy so that it eventually ends up in the hands of those least able to weather it (AIG), risk stays with the risk taker in a bankless/insurance-less world. People, or firms, do not impose their own burdens or ineptitude on to others. One might argue it's a better form of capitalism. It is certainly more fair than you and me paying for AIG's FP Desk stupidity.
The Greeks used to say "everything in moderation", though the last few months have shown the world that that belief is as decayed as the frescoes on the Parthenon (except for the ones 'liberated' by Lord Elgin). Humans, if given the chance, will forever shy away from moderation. Too much is never enough. Banks may occasionally do a little bit of God's work in congregating and allocating capital, but they do much more of the devil's work. Bank profits come from Oscar Wilde-ing society ("the only thing I cannot resist is temptation"), whether it is in the form of indebted consumers or customers chasing yield (these are the ones Blankfein, in a bold faced lie in front of a Congressional hearing, called "sophisticated investors".). Easy credit encourages people to over consume, and over consumption always leads to obesity, either in body or in debt. Americans are textbook examples of both: fat and indebted. They are addicted to immediate gratification, so much so that it is almost held up as entitlement. The junkie, however, does not get rich; the pusher does. If the pusher becomes rich enough, he eventually owns society.
Banks also over consume, in that they continue to rope in consumers and institutional customers until the bank itself becomes obese. Unbridled greed, or uncontrolled appetite, as we have come to learn all too well, leads to Too Big to Fail. No limits on the consumer leads to no limits on the banks which then leads to the dire situation in which we find ourselves now. Indebted consumers, however, lack the ability to manipulate our democracy. Bankers do not. That is why Goldman Sachs get bailed out and why you and me must pay for it.
The Burmese, whose society lacks this negative feedback loop, are puzzled by what happened to us. Exploding debt? What's that? For them , it is buy what you need or want only when you can afford it. Given the chance they would have become like us. That lack of opportunity saved them from what we now have.
A change of lifestyle, necessitated by a sudden change in a society where debt is almost impossible to obtain, would not be easy for spendthrift Americans, but living on a pay-as-you-go basis imposes a kind of discipline most Americans need. It would hurt, but it could be done. Losing Bank of America, Goldman Sachs, JPMorgan, Citibank and Wells Fargo would not have destroyed America, though it would have given a kick in the teeth to Lloyd and Jamie and their ilk. Like the Burmese now do, however, we would have survived and found a way to deal with the new reality. We might even be better off, rather than having to pay off---and having our offspring continue to pay off---the mistakes of the Blankfeins and Dimons and Fulds and Mozilos and McMansion buyers. We will never know, because the powers that be did not allow us to see that alternative. They tried to scare us, then ignored the vehement public opposition to TARP and passed it anyway. And some criticize Burma for a lack of democracy! Congress and the powers that be did not allow big bank failure, because for them the alternative would have been horrible in lost bonuses and lost contributions. For the rest of us, we may well have been better off. At the very least, we wouldn't be working until May each year to fund, via our taxes, the bonuses and lifestyles and re-election campaigns of those who blew it.
Another plus is that if we as a society jumped off the over consumption bandwagon for a while, we might have had time to rediscover each other, which might also have necessitated that we all develop personalities again. I'll end this segment with a curious observation. I am two days out of Yangon at this moment and in Tokyo. In Yangon I often take a break in a local tea shop, full of crowded tables where people are chatting, joking, romancing and just passing time with others of the same species. In Tokyo today, which is a society very much like the US, I sat in a Starbucks and saw twenty people, all sitting alone, playing with their laptops, iPods, iPhones, Kindles and assorted other gadgetry that allows them to exist alone in their own soul-less world. Is that what we really want?
If you wish to continue reading, it gets a little fluffy and travelogue-ish here, but you might find it amusing. What the heck, have a read.
Now banks do exist in Burma, they just are not like any bank you know. The best description is that they are glorified Western Union offices, since almost all bank business involves domestic cash money transfers.
I should mention here that Burma is a cash society. Credit cards were tried for a period in the earlier part of the decade, but were just as quickly eliminated. If you come here, forget your Visa, Mastercard or Amex; they are not accepted. All purchases are cash and none is on credit. That includes real estate and cars. If you want to buy a house, you deliver the purchase price in physical cash to the seller. The same thing for a car.
At first you might not think this is such a big deal, suspecting as you probably do that since Burma is a poor country (per capita income around $250/year), prices cannot be too high. You would be wrong to think that, for two reasons.
The first reason is that up until very recently, the largest note in circulation in Burma was the one thousand kyat note (they just introduced a five thousand kyat note). Converted to dollars, that makes the largest piece of fiat paper in circulation the equivalent (at current black market rates) of one US dollar.
The second reason you would be wrong is that both real estate, and car prices in particular, are quite high. Real estate appreciation over the last seven years in some of the most sought after parts of the former capital city of Yangon (the new capital of Naypyidaw is only a few years old) approaches five thousand percent. That is, a piece of land that sold for $100K in 2003 now sells for $5 million. Car prices are worse, impacted by import restrictions that keeps the supply of vehicles significantly less than the demand. How much below demand? Try this: a 1981 Toyota Corolla Station Wagon in white (until 2000 this vehicle represented approximately 80% of all road going passenger vehicles) currently sells for US$20,000. A 1992 Toyota Mark II, the present fan favorite, fetches US$46,000. Top-of-the-line Toyota Landcruisers recently went for US$540,000, though prices have come down a bit as of late. These prices are not for pristine, cherry examples; these are for all of a given make/model/year, as if it were a commodity. The lack of internal upholstery, bare metal roofs and floors, hand-held windshield wipers operated by a long-armed front seat passenger (me)...none has any impact on the value. One is as another. My typical ride has four of six windows, which may or may not open, little or no side upholstery, and a hole in the floor through which I can see the passing road. In some of them zero to sixty times are still being determined.
Banks do not make car loans, though one bank tried in the past and went bust. Lessons were learned from that, as they should be in a capitalist system. A car buyer must ferry the bales of cash to the seller before he or she can take delivery of the chariot, which creates a kind of barrier to entry for car ownership in that one almost needs to already own a car to carry all the cash required to buy one.
A real estate purchase is done the same way: all cash, baled up and stuffed into the kind of nylon sacks migrant workers from developing countries carry their lives in when they return home. Years ago another bank tried to introduce the concept of mortgage, or at least a home equity loan. Many recipients did not know they had to repay, thinking that the loan was some kind of reward for owning a home. (I guess Americans are not that much different from Burmese after all.) That bank went bust, too. Capitalism works if allowed to work.
A visit to the buildings known as banks is quite an experience, one from which I have yet to tire. Some of the buildings are rather grand, while others look as if a good strong wind could bring the entire edifice down. Inside one would be hard pressed to find a loan officer or even someone to open an account. Indeed, I have never seen either one. What they do have are facilitators who arrange for fund transfers, a slew of strong young men to lift the heavy sacks of money that get carried inside, and a gaggle of barely-out-of-their-teens women behind the counter, each manning a bill counting machine.
The banks are crowded and the atmosphere is hectic. A flat panel TV hanging precariously from the ceiling blares out the latest local music video. Children play around on the floor. Bales of money are tossed about like medicine balls, often over the heads of the rows of customers sitting on primary color plastic chairs awaiting word that their money either arrived or was successfully sent. There are no formal lines, but the crowd gushing around the counters seems to follow a natural law that allows first come first served. Forms are filled out, ID cards shown, the obligatory stamps and signatures obtained, and the money is sent, arranged via a telephone call with the receiving branch. A truck arrives in the front, and five barefoot young men pile out and begin tossing sacks of money passed the security guards into the bank lobby. Customers make room, though there is not much free space. Soon, the bags are ripped open and bales tossed on to the service desk, from which the women, faces smeared with yellow thanaka paste, then begin the long process of counting what might be fifty or even a hundred thousand pieces of fiat paper. If the money is part of a real estate deal, the number might be in the millions. The whirr of the machines is constant, the women focused. The scene has a simple beauty.
As the piles of money move from in front to behind the counter, a kind of makeshift furniture is formed which sometimes serves as a place for staff to sit and take a tea break. Five money bricks for a seat, ten for a table. When the money is counted, a receipt is given, and the customer walks out just in time for another truck of money to arrive. It is mayhem. Cacophony. It certainly ain't Bank Pictet, but it works.
Most of the banks have vaults where the excess from a day of inflows and outflows is stored. Some banks do not have vaults. I can only assume that with the denomination of the currency being as small as it is, it would take a robber so long to remove enough cash to make theft worthwhile, that by the time he finished, the work crew would be arriving for the new day and would catch him in the act. It might also be that the people are pretty honest.
My favorite treat is to arrive early and watch the staff in banks where vaults do exist, unload cash into the counter area in preparation for customers' arrivals. In assembly line style, three or four men spread themselves out in a line, from vault to counter, and pile stacks of notes baled in thousand piece packs. Ten of these packs are piled, but not bound, then tossed from man to man, bucket brigade style. That's $10K equivalent per toss, by the way. In ten minutes perhaps a million dollars has been tossed from vault to floor, and not a single brick has been dropped. Tinkers to Evers to Chance would play second fiddle to this display. I seriously doubt Lloyd Blankfein could pull it off. In things that excite and fire the soul, he is a man of lesser talents.
So there it is. A world without banks. It could have been us.


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Montevideo, Uruguay | 2nd Public Talk 26th June, 1935
Question: You gave us the impression in your first talk that you were destroying the old values and clearing the way. In the following talks, are you going to build anew, giving us the essence of your teaching?
Krishnamurti: Now, I cannot destroy values which have been created by each individual, and which have become the means of exploitation either by society or by religion. You, by your own effort, by your own understanding of the true significance of existing values, can begin to destroy those that are essentially false. If I merely destroy the old and establish a new set of values, you are none the freer, you will only become prisoners to the new. There is no fundamental difference, only a change of prisons. So please understand the purpose of these talks. Truth cannot be handed to you. You, through your own creative understanding, have to discover for yourself the true in the false. If I merely built a new system or structure of thought, it would become another kind of authority and prison, whereas if you, through your own discernment, begin to discover what is true, you are then releasing that creative energy of intelligence which is truth. Truth is unique; it is not many-sided; it is complete. Each one must come to it without any compulsion, without following anyone, without any adjustment to a system or pattern. You have to battle against the false values that man has created through centuries, which are now being imposed on him ruthlessly, those values which you as individuals have established for yourselves in the desire for self-protection and security.
It does not much matter what name you give to me; and it cannot matter very much to you what I am. What matters is whether you in your suffering are truly destroying the false values that enclose you, or creating further barriers that shall imprison man.
The questioner asks, "In the following talks, are you going to build anew, giving us the essence of your teaching?" Most of us are seeking explanations. Explanations are merely so much dust in the eyes. If you take even one of the ideas which I have put forward, and become aware of its full significance, you are then beginning to release creative intelligence. You will find fulfillment through your own action, and not through any particular system of thought.
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Any girl in her early 20's who tries to be stylish while staying on budget knows that doing so is no easy feat. When I stumbled upon the National Council of Jewish Women's (NCJW) Pittsburgh Designer Days event, I was pleasantly surprised. New and gently used designer label clothing, shoes and accessories for an affordable price is every girl's dream. Seriously, where can we all sign up?!
I was lucky enough to be able to take a break from the stresses of college life to attend the NCJW #epicstyle kickoff VIP patron event on Wednesday night. This weekend long event is housed at the soon-to-be-home of the new Thriftique boutique in Lawrenceville, one of the trendier and more accessible neighborhoods in Pittsburgh. Besides featuring incredibly generous deals on top-designer labels such as Christian Louboutin, Ralph Lauren, Kate Spade, Tory Burch, Calvin Klein and Eileen Fisher, the event also offered beauty and style tips from some of Pittsburgh's top stylists!
But why just tell you about it, when I can show you?
I've always been super into scarves, so I was in heaven!
The food at the event was phenomenal. It was catered by a few of Pittsburgh's favorite local eateries, including: Crazy Mocha, Hambones, La Gourmandine, Square Café, and a few others!
Women's clothing as far as the eye can see…
I think anyone can appreciate the power of a nicely tailored suit jacket, so why not save a lot on something that can last him a long time?
(Some of the featured brands above: Prada, Brooks Brothers, Burberry, Calvin Klein)
Designer Days offers apparel, shoes and accessories for men, women, and children! Some of your finds could make for some seriously interesting Christmas gifts.
A few of my favorite menswear finds: an olive Burberry trench, Brooks Brothers ties, and leather driving gloves
Some of the featured (and best!) items can be found all over the event in and alongside their displays!
Wadria Tyler, (right) creator and director of Style Week Pittsburgh and founder of Style & Steel, demonstrating her styling skills on a model while showcasing some of the items being sold at Designer Days.
Women get serious about their shopping at Designer Days!
So many great options to "shoe-se" from!
OOTN: Top // Skirt // Heels (similar)
Purse (old, similar) // Necklace
At the end of the night, I was a very happy camper. I found some amazing deals on some really awesome items, including: an emerald green swing coat, a Chanel crossbody (which cost me less than $50!) , a Ralph Lauren blazer, a few ties for my boyfriend, and a few wool-cashmere Burberry-inspired scarves! So, what was the grand total you may ask? Exactly $146.00.
If you're a college student in need of some new additions to your wardrobe, but don't want to spend an arm and a leg to look fabulous, seriously consider stopping by the Designer Days event. Your closet will thank you, not to mention, the event is a fundraiser for a great cause. Proceeds from the Patron Event and the entire weekend sale will support NCJW's efforts to make a difference in the lives of women, children and families through advocacy and many nonsectarian community sevice projects.
Designer Days continues on Thursday the 5th with a 3-day free admission public sale! On Sunday, for $10 admission, you can get access to all of the remaining merchandise, which will then be discounted an additional 50% off! Shoppers will also receive coupons to shop at Thriftique post-Designer Days!
For more information about the Designer Days sale, visit the event's Facebook page (www.facebook.com/DesignerDays), the NCJW website (www.ncjwpgh.org) or contact NCJW at 412-421-6118


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In these graphics, bin Laden's shortcomings are happily trumpeted.
|This parody refers to a tradition in American culture of the high school yearbook. Osama bin Laden is presented as the stereotype "geek" or "nerd" with eyeglasses, goofy facial expression and big, homely teeth. The artist has committed a factual error, having bin Laden graduating from "Kabul" High School, when in fact he was born and raised in Saudi Arabia. Another aspect is another Middle Eastern reference/stereotype, with his "Camel Breath" nickname.
|Carrying the title "Bin Laden Found!" this image of the terrorist leader as a 7-11 clerk says two things -- (1) he now has a menial job, and (2) expresses a stereotype of recent immigrants as being numerous in such low-paying jobs (Arab man running a convenience store).
|Though this graphic also represents a reference to other, previous popular culture, it also portrays bin Laden as stupid and writing books for other morons. The image is a takeoff of the popular "So and So for Dummies" beginners' book published by Hungry Minds, Inc, which originally began with computer titles and expanded to numerous other subjects. There are additional insults both blatant ("noted pederast," which is someone who likes sex with boys), and subtle (BS is "bachelor of science," but here means "bullshit").
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"The method employed I would gladly explain,
While I have it so clear in my head,
If I had but the time and you had but the brain–
But much yet remains to be said.
"In one moment I've seen what has hitherto been
Enveloped in absolute mystery,
And without extra charge I will give you at large
A Lesson in Natural History."–Lewis Carroll, "The Hunting of the Snark"
`And you do Addition?' the White Queen asked. `What's one and one and one and one and one and one and one and one and one and one?'
`I don't know,' said Alice. `I lost count.'
`She can't do Addition,' the Red Queen interrupted. `Can you do Subtraction? Take nine from eight.'
`Nine from eight I can't, you know,' Alice replied very readily: `but — '
`She can't do Subtraction,' said the White Queen. —Lewis Caroll, "Through the Looking Glass"
If we don't get the numbers right, we won't get much else right. Fr. George Rutler, "The Mathematical Innovations of Father Antonio Spadaro", Crisis Magazine, 22 February, 2018.
One reason I converted at a late age to the Catholic faith rather than some Protestant sect, was the rational component in Catholic teaching. As Pope St. John Paul II aptly put it, "Man is carried to the truth on the two wings of faith and reason." I am distressed by recent efforts by some high in the Vatican hierarchy to replace reason with feeling. One critical analysis of such attempts is a fine article by Father George Rutler, "The Mathematical Innovations of Father Antonio Spadaro" (linked in the quote above). In addition to his scathing analysis of Fr. Spadaro's attempt to supervene logic, Fr. Rutler gives a very nice account of what mathematics is all about, one that even mathphobes like my wife can appreciate. I'll quote from that part of the article that deals with Fr. Spadaro's pseudo-logic (note: "pseudo," meaning "false"; not "quasi," meaning "almost"):
"Father Antonio Spadaro, a close associate of Pope Francis, raised eyebrows in July 2017 when he described religious life in the United States, with such confidence that can come only from a profound knowledge of a subject or a total lack of it. Father Spadaro advises the Holy Father, who had never visited the United States before becoming pope. In an essay in Civilta Cattolica called "Evangelical Fundamentalism and Catholic Integralism," Father Spadaro spoke with disdain of a cabal formed by Evangelicals and Catholics motivated by a "triumphalist, arrogant, and vindictive ethnicism" which is creating an "apocalyptic geopolitics." Religious fundamentalists behind this plot have included Nixon, Reagan, Bush, and Trump who is a Manichaean. The co-author of this imaginative literary exercise was a Protestant minister, Marcelo Figuero who is editor-in-chief of the new Argentinian edition of L'Osservatore Romano to which office he brings the rich systematic theology of Argentinian Presbyterianism. The two authors were rhetorically florid in denouncing Yankee racism, obscurantism, and fascism, so unlike the temperate history of Spadaro's own peninsula and Figuero's Argentinian utopia. If they want to condescend to the USA, they need a loftier platform.
Then in October 2017 Father Spadaro said in Boston, "It is no longer possible to judge people on the basis of a norm that stands above all." The suggestion is that a mathematical principle of uncertainty also applies to theology where all is in flux and subjective.
Later, in a well publicized comment on "Twitter" which operates according to stable and constant principles of applied engineering, Father Spadaro typed: "In theology 2 + 2 can equal 5. Because it has to do with God and the real life of people…" To put a charitable gloss on that, he may have simply meant theology applied to pastoral situations where routine answers of manualists may be inadequate. But he has made his arithmetic a guide to dogma, as when he said in his Boston speech that couples living in "irregular" family situations "can be living in God's grace, can love and also grow in a life of grace." Yet, despite his concern for freedom of thought and expression, Father Spadaro has recently expressed sympathy for calls to censor Catholic television commentators who insist that 2+2 = 4.
There are two things to consider here. First, some clergy of Father Spadaro's vintage grew up in a theological atmosphere of "Transcendental Thomism." Aquinas begins the Summa Theologica asserting in the very first Question, four times, that theology has a greater certitude than any other science. While it gives rise to rhymes and song, it is solid science, indeed the Queen of Sciences. Transcendental Thomism was Karl Rahner's attempt to wed Thomistic realism with Kantian idealism. Father Stanley Jaki, theologian and physicist, called this stillborn hybrid "Aquikantianism." But if stillborn, its ghosts roam corridors of ecclesiastical influence. This really is not theology but theosophy, as romantic as Teilhard de Chardin, as esoteric as a Rosicrucian, and as soporific as the séances of Madame Blavatsky. The second point is that not all cultures have an instinct for pellucid expression. The Italian language is so beguiling that it can create an illusion that its rotundity is profundity, and that its neologisms are significant. When it is used to calling you a "Cattolico Integralista" or a "Restauratore" the cadences almost sound like a compliment. Even our Holy Father, who often finds relief from his unenviable burdens by using startling expressions, said on June 19, 2016: "We have a very creative vocabulary for insulting others."
In saying that 2+2=5, Father Spadaro preserves a familiar if deluded intuition, and trailing behind him is a long line of children who in countless schoolrooms have been made to stand in corners for having made that mistake. A famous use of it was in George Orwell's Ninety Eighty-Four speaking of its dystopia: 'In the end the Party would announce that two and two, made five and you would have to believe it. It was inevitable that they should make that claim sooner or later; the logic of their position demanded it … the very existence of external reality, was tacitly denied by their philosophy.' "
See here for the rest of the article.
This escape from rationality is to me possibly as frightening as the retreat from established Catholic teaching on marriage, family and the sanctity of life. If one cannot use rational argument, but only how one feels about something, as a basis for how one should act, then anything is justified.


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Catrin Lund-Decker has turned her back on the FBI and decided being with Jake Decker is better than anything she's ever experienced before in her life. They have their family and Jake has made their union official — in the biker community and beyond.
Ghosts of the past still haunt them and although they would like to spend their lives in bliss, neither Catrin nor Jake have the option.
They have been branded criminals — nefarious individuals on the run — and there are few people who can restore their reputation and erase the taint.
Will Catrin and Jake do what's right or will they decide all out war against the very institution that coddled them for far too long?
Catrin knows that family is everything and Jake is now a part of that equation. She will do anything she can to protect him and their son, even if it costs her everything she's worked so hard for her whole life.
They're both willing to risk everything even if they end up with nothing. It's the code and the way of life in the biker world. They are past the point of no return and never has being so bad ever felt so good.


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Visitors are welcome to attend to learn about the many ways Introbiz can promote your business.
Are you looking to meet, socialise or network with the amazing women in your community? Join us for ladies' power lunch held at Holm House Hotel on Friday, 18th January from 12:30-2:30pm.
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- During the second hour, a delicious main course and dessert lunch will be served followed by more networking.
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Times don't lie after Class record holder Arhat returned to winning ways in the $80,000 Class 3 race over 1700m on Polytrack on Friday night.
The Iffraaj six-year-old established the 1700m record more than a year ago when he clocked 1min 45secs in a similar Class 3 event, which incidentally was the race that saw his win counter stall at four since.
The winning time one year later was not as flash – 1min 48.06secs – but connections couldn't care less. They were just delighted he had won again.
Arhat (Michael Rodd) hangs on for dear life to score in Race 3, picture Singapore Turf Club
Besides, the muddling-run pace of the race lent to such a sub-standard timing, and probably paved the way to Arhat's win in the small eight-horse field.
Winning trainer Michael Clements said the decision to ride Arhat more positive had paid dividends. Arhat had been lurking at the rear in recent starts, but he was straight onto the hammer of leader Panache (Simon Kok Wei Hoong) from the get-go.
With the pace set at a steady clip, Arhat ($19) lobbed along in that spot round the two bends before being popped the question at the top of the straight.
As Panache boxed on, Arhat soon gained the ascendancy, but still had to contend with the swoopers. Big outsider O'What A Feeling (Matthew Kellady) lunged late but Arhat was able to win the blanket finish by a short head with Supernova (Zyrul Nor Azman) third another head away.
"He's been a bit dour lately, and we wanted to shake him up a little. The plan was to get him up on the pace tonight," said Clements.
"It was a small field and we thought it'd be the best way to ride him. Let him use his speed and track up behind the leader.
"He's after all the class record holder, and he sustained a good solid run to the line."
The astute decision to reunite Arhat with Rodd was another factor to the victory. The Australian jockey struck a purple patch with Arhat in 2016 with three wins in a row, but had not been aboard until recently when teaming up for a flying third in a Kranji Stakes C race over 1700m.
Obviously, the sparks between the two had not died off.
"Michael won many races with him before. A couple of owners asked to put Michael back on and it's paid off," said Clements.
Rodd was obviously glad he was the one to have unlocked the winning touch in Arhat again.
"We thought Panache was the only one with pace in the race. My horse was not best out of the gates, but luckily he was in the outside barrier and was able to work around to settle into a handy spot," said Rodd.
"There were some concerns he's been a bit switched off and they've been trying to sharpen him up.
"He attacked the line very well in the straight. I think he has more under the hood and it was good to get him back in the winner's stall."
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You probably know by now that I'm a sucker for pictures of houses. Naturally I love Franco Verdoia's series, Las Varillas de Frente, which shows whimsical suburban homes in the city of Las Varillas in the Argentine province of Cordoba.
The photos above are from the website 13 Fotografos, which features work from, you guessed it, thirteen photographers in Argentina.
Also, here's some previous posts with pictures of houses: Gabriel Diaz – Formas de Vida, Pablo Adarme – Cake Houses [Colombia], German Ruiz – Conurbano & Dogs, Sebastian Friedman – Segurisimos, Martin Rubini's Enanos, and Marino Balbuena – Casas


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Aymara women using radio to raise awareness of children's disabilities
The radio program is a way to contribute to society and, at the same time, to get the authorities to pay attention to the plight of disabled people.
If the Bolivian government does not do what is needed to raise public awareness about disabilities, it will be accomplished by radio, as per the efforts of several mothers of children with functional disabilities on the "Distint@s e Iguales" (Different and Equal) program.
Exalta Sinka, Dolores Marca and Eugenia Quispe, three Aymara women from El Alto, La Paz's neighboring city, take to the microphones and Maria Eugenia Vargas records them to broadcast their discussions on video with the required translation into sign language.
They want to reach people with disabilities, but also the taxi driver who doesn't want a person in a wheelchair to get into his cab, said Marca, or the doctor who does not attend to a mentally disabled child "because he's afraid," said Vargas.
"Let them put themselves into our shoes for a little while," the producer and director of the radio show, Claudia Vargas, said, criticizing the fact that disabled people are seen "as strange creatures" when "they are different but have the right to be equal."
The women, who have little financing for the project, intend to air their radio show once a month with support from television station ATB, and to visit centers and schools and interview mothers, along with being active on the social networks so that they can reach the entire population.
They are not educated, but they have been able to do a radio show, and they didn't know what their children's disabilities were until they were diagnosed, but they want to prevent the same thing from happening to other people.
On the first show, Exalta Sinka spoke about her son, Ulises Saul Vargas, now 18, who has a hearing disability that was diagnosed in infancy.
Never having heard anyone speak about disabilities, she thought that she should just stick a nail into his ears to make him hear properly, she felt very lonely and her husband blamed her for "having given birth" to such a child.
Maria Eugenia Vargas takes care of seven children, two of whom have disabilities, which her husband claimed "come from the maternal side of the family," and her siblings reject.
The radio program is a way to contribute to society and, at the same time, to get the authorities to pay attention to the plight of disabled people.


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No practice can fulfill its responsibilities for serving its clients well without someone managing the details. We actively recruited Rachael when we realized she was just the right person for this position.
Rachael coordinates all aspects of the client experience and makes sure the rest of us are on our toes. For our new clients, she serves as the Director of First Impressions, a role she fills extremely well. Rachael holds a Series 7 securities license as a registered representative and assists our team in placing client orders and creating financial and goal-based plans, making her an invaluable resource in our office.
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R. Buckminster Fuller's
Dymaxion Car
Dymaxion #2 at the National Automobile Museum in Reno, Nevada, August 2000
A patent for the vehicle was applied for in 1933, and granted in 1937. Here's more about the patent.
I went to Reno in the summer of 2000, where I visited the most excellent collection at the National Automobile Museum. They have the only known remaining Dymaxion Car, vehicle #2. Have a look.
I also have various photos and other images of the Dymaxion.
And for links, and further reading, see:
UPDATE, 2009: Dymaxion Car #2 (the one I sat in at The National Auto Museum in Reno, NV) is in England being restored by Crosthwaite and Gardiner, who, it seems, up to the task and more. Here's an article from Hemming's.
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The Virtue of Courage by Bernie Reifkind, CEO Premier Search, Inc.
How do you define courage?
According to www.webster.com, "Courage" is defined as "mental or moral strength to venture, persevere, and withstand danger, fear, or difficulty."
This definition appears to be a reasonable and rational explanation to a word that in reality is redefined at every moment of our lives. One person's courage is another person's routine. One person's courage could save the lives of thousands at the expense of their own. Is sacrifice necessary to define courage?
Sometimes courage is simply opening your eyes.
It takes courage to get up in the morning and go to work every day. It takes courage to change jobs. It takes courage to further one's education. It takes courage to ask for someone's hand in marriage.
Is the concept of courage so mundane as to be just an assumption? We are all afraid of something at various times in our life. At times, we are faced with huge obstacles. Some of us do not even realize that- what they are doing at this very moment– takes great courage.
In reality, courage need not be defined nor measured.
Courage is being true to yourself right now.
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THE Wedding Cake – When Do I Need to Book One? Exactly when do I need to arrange myself a cake maker? Some guides will tell you that 6-9 months is enough to book your wedding cake… now, this might be okay to try if you are marrying 'out of season'* or mid-week but you need … Continue reading THE Wedding Cake – When Do I Book One?
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Styled Wedding Shoot – The Foragers Tale
A Styled Wedding Shoot in the Woods - September 2018 When Sharon from Flower30 Styling asked me to come on board with a shoot idea she had and it involved a really loose and relaxed styling I was immediately hooked. Lots of weddings I go to are highly polished or have been Pinterest-styled to the … Continue reading Styled Wedding Shoot – The Foragers Tale
Wedding Season S1: Ep3 Styled Shoot Chaucer Barn
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Wedding Season S1: Ep2 Wedding Cake for E&T
Venue: Hautbois Hall Nestled in the Norfolk broads Hautbois Hall is a stunning Tudor Manor house dating from 1555. This was my first visit here and I return in 2019 and beyond (yes, already booking into SS2019/20) While Emily & Tom were getting spliced and I was dressing the cake for the after party. Our … Continue reading Wedding Season S1: Ep2 Wedding Cake for E&T
Super Wedding Season: S1 Ep1 Holkham Hall
Well phew! The Super Summer Wedding Season for 2018 is nearing it's brow-wiping, feet-upping finish (before sashaying into Autumn and Winter). We have had the massive priviledge of working with some absolutely stonking suppliers throughout 'The Season'. The Season is generally thought to be May - September but let me tell you now... there is … Continue reading Super Wedding Season: S1 Ep1 Holkham Hall
Styled Wedding Shoot: Pentney Abbey
Styled Wedding Shoot: Pentney Abbey Hot, hot, hot for cakes! So, Summer 2018 has been astonishing in the number of weddings we have prettied up with a wedding cake or two. This Summer alone we have been out most weeks with multiple cake deliveries to assorted venues. North Norfolk and beyond has some of the … Continue reading Styled Wedding Shoot: Pentney Abbey
Wedding Shows – Why You Should Go To One Copy
Wedding Fairs There are many reasons to attend Wedding Shows and why you should go to at least one. As we dust the confetti out of our hair and settle into Wedding Show season this year's brides we have baked for are remembered fondly for their beautiful, creative, sometime wacky creations and allowing us to … Continue reading Wedding Shows – Why You Should Go To One Copy
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Image:Esther Ling Photography at Most Curious Wedding Fair - St Andrews Norwich 8th Feb 2015 Last weekend I had the most distinct pleasure of meeting some new folks who are newly and entirely focused on planning their Wedding. Chiefly planning cakes if they were in front of me! Armed with notepads, brain clouds and Pintrest … Continue reading Most Curious, Most Fantastical


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Casco View project – Real estate innovation in Casco Antiguo
Panama's Casco Antiguo is, by excellence, one of the most visited places by residents and tourists from all over the world: From children to old people, find in Casco Antiguo a fascinating place to enjoy and spend a different time surrounded by much history.
Those who currently visit Casco, find a variety of activities to do: Strolling through its streets, visit a large number of restaurants with a wide gastronomic offer, enjoy squares, churches and historical monuments, and even the busiest nightlife in the city, can be found in Casco Antiguo.
Just a few years ago, Casco Antiguo was considered as a dangerous zone. Over the years and thanks to incentives and strategies that have allowed the renovation of Casco Antiguo, this area is now considered one of the most touristic in the city. The evolution of this area, and its appeal, has nothing to envy to cities like Cartagena, in Colombia, or San Juan in Puerto Rico.
Nowadays, Casco Antiguo has evolved so much that you can get recognized commercial premises, banks and supermarket chains, as well as new enterprises and endless restaurants that seek to satisfy even the most demanding palate.
Santa Ana
Santa Ana is an area close to what is known as the Central Casco, and today, its houses and buildings, dating back to ancient times, are arousing the interest of investors and real estate companies.
Many new projects and real estate developments can be found between the sector of Santa Ana and Casco Antiguo. One of them, is Casco View Project, characterized by being an accessible project with a touch of luxury and exclusivity, ideal for expatriates and people who want to live a European lifestyle.
Casco View Project
With apartments ranging from 45 m2 to 60 m2, and a panoramic view of the city, towards Amador, Cerro Ancón and Casco Antiguo, the Casco View project is the perfect option for invest and live.
If you want to know more about this interesting and novel project, you can enter the website and discover all that Casco View has for you.
Casco Antiguo in Figures
For sale, the average price per unit is $1,065,000, while the price of the square meter, is about $4,642, being one of the most expensive prices in Panama.
For rent, the average price per unit, is $2,669. On the other hand, the average price of rent is $19. (Information extracted from publication prices by users in the Gogetit portal).
It is estimated that in a few years, these prices will increase slightly, in response to the revaluation that will experience the Old Town thanks to the renovation in this area.
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Last month, El Paso Target stores kicked off the 2013 Season of Giving. Among the four area stores, Target employees have not only set a goal to contribute more than 1,000 volunteer hours to the El Paso community, but also donate $25,000 amongst the El Paso stores to the United Way worklplace giving campaign. This year, … Continue reading
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Young Leaders Society's Turbo Networking
United Way Young Leaders Society (YLS) hosted their signature event, Turbo Networking, on June 20, 2013. Thanks to the 2013 sponsors and table hosts, the event was a great success. Young professionals had the opportunity to cultivate and grow their networks. More than 60 participants joined us for Turbo Networking and established new relationships through … Continue reading
Day of Action 2013
On June 21, 2013, more than 100 El Pasoans volunteered for United Way's Day of Action by reading to children in our community. The event was a great success thanks to the support of the volunteers and the participating sites. United Way of El Paso County chose to focus this year's Day of Action on … Continue reading
Thank you from Kids Excel El Paso
Kids Excel El Paso is one of the new programs funded by your contributions to the Community Impact Fund. This year, the program has served 2,800 children in 30 disadvantaged schools. All Kids Excel programs are free of charge to children and their families. To thank you for your contributions which help support Kids Excel, … Continue reading


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A diverse and unique art
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The Centre for contemporary arts with a cognominal gallery (that was founded on July 21, 1988) and an art-café in a villa with total are of 2,000 square meters.
A building was constructed on purpose to house exhibitions of contemporary arts of Russian and foreign artists, big art projects, workshops, seminars, lectures and multimedia projects.
A two-store gallery that resembles labyrinth is considered to be a comfortable platform for festivals. Here work invited curators. Andd every spring "CoMission" comics festival takes place, while in winter you can visit "ArtDigital" and youth project "M'ARS field" (M'ARSovoe pole).
M'ARS gallery organizes exhibitions that unite absolutely different themes, genres, moods and styles escaping correctness, showing the light of night and music of silence.
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So now Jadoo Tv launched Jadoo3? I mean are you kidding me...really. enough is enough, somebody needs to put an end on this non sense worthless box, they only have 1 or 2 GOOD Live channels which are available in all versions of Jadoo Tv (1 & 2). They need to know Jadoo Tv is not APPLE iPhone, its a garbage box, so releasing new versions means NOTHING. They just want your money with same features and channels crap.
Under the folder ''my Jadoo'' no channel is working. At the moment, no sports or cricket channel is working. Shame for the JADOO managment. Foe Jaddo 3 boxes, YOU PEOPLE ARE ROBBING US.
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