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First, this was all edible paint - the stuff made for airbrushing cakes. No kitties were harmed in the making of this ridiculous display.
Second, once we figured out that the secret ingredient to airbrushing your cat is chicken, all was good. The better parts were done after this secret was discovered.
Third, this was a proof-of-concept thing. We're hoping to do something a bit more elegant when we do it for "real"
Fourth, she's the perfect blank canvas, and she gets into EVERYTHING - this was bound to happen by accident at some point, anyway.
Fifth, HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA... we airbrushed the kitten!
Maverick: You know, that I need help getting Johnny in and out of the back seat of my car.
Gage: Ok, Then I'll just wait in the car.
They all get into Maverick's car and head to the station. Gage helps get Johnny into his wheelchair.
Johnny: This feels so humiliating.
Gage: Well, you know you can't walk yet.
Johnny: I know.
Gage: *gets back into the car*
Johnny and Maverick enter the Police Station. Officer Morgan great them and motions into the back room. They all enter the back room.
Officer Morgan: Glad you could come, and who is this in the wheelchair?
Maverick: Don't mention it.
Johnny: I happen to the owner of the convertible that got vandalized.
Officer Morgan: This'll be much easier to discuss what I need to with you both, But first, how did you end up in that wheelchair?
Johnny: I got Jumped last night but a band that got in second place.
Officer Morgan: I Heard the reigning champs got dethroned. Too bad I missed the show.
Maverick: If it's not too much trouble, I'd like to stay on topic here.
Officer Morgan: Oh yes, sorry. Could you two tell me your names, for the record?
Maverick: Maverick Williams.
Johnny: Johnny Corsetto.
Officer Morgan: Do you have any idea who would do either of these things?
Maverick: Not that I can think of.
Officer Morgan: Ok, then if I may ask, who jumped you? *looks at Johnny*
Johnny: It was Dynamite War.
Officer: Morgan: I see. *pulls out the phone and makes a call* I need you to arrest Dynamite War and bring them in. *hangs up putting the phone back in the pocket* Now we wait.
A half-hour goes by, and the rest a few cops enter the station bring in Dynamite War. The band is pissed and is arguing with the police.
Officer Morgan: I'll be right back. *walks out of the room*
Slade: YOU FUCKING PIGS! UNHAND ME!
Officer 1: Hello, Will how's it going?
Officer Morgan: It's going, Bryan. Bring Slade to the back room, I have a couple of questions for him. Lock up the rest.
Officer 2: You got it, Will.
Officer Morgan returns to the back room. Bryan brings Slade in and walks out helping the other cops to lock up the rest of Dynamite War.
Slade: About time I'm unhanded. Oh no, not you two.
Officer Morgan: Please state your name for the record, sir.
Slade: Seth Griffon.
Officer Morgan: And what happened with your nose?
Slade: my and my buddies got drunk last night and got into a little fistfight. If you think I look bad, you should see the other guy.
Officer Morgan: And why are you the only member of your band hurt?
Slade: Because...um...
Officer Morgan: You can just stop taking these two already told me, that you all jumped Johnny and broke his leg. So, I'll ask you again. How did you get your nose broken?
Slade: a man in a blue pinstripe suit with a black pinstriped vest kicked my face to get me off of Johnny.
Officer Morgan: Sounds like he did the right thing. So tell me did you return to the building and set it on fire?
Slade: Yes I did.
Officer Morgan: And Johnny's car, did you vandalize it?
Slade: Yes.
Officer Morgan: Ok then I'll have to hold you here till your hearing in front of a judge.
Slade: What about my bandmates?
Officer Morgan: If you say you did the arson and vandalism, Then I have no choice to keep them booked for their hearing for assault. Only if Johnny wants to press charges.
Johnny: I probably should, but I won't press charges.
Officer Morgan: Then they will be booked for the next 48 hours, to reflect upon their actions. Maverick and Johnny, you two are free to go. Thanks for your cooperation. But you Seth, will be coming with me. *brags Seth's right arm and takes him out of the backroom*
Maverick and Johnny watch and walk out as well. They watch as Officer Morgan pushes Slade into the other jail cell and lock it up.
Slade: Wait don't I get one phone call?
Officer Morgan: I'll Have Officer Bishop, call your lawyer.
Maverick and Johnny reach Maverick's car. Gage gets out.
Gage: I saw cops bring in Dynamite War. What the hell happened? *opening the back door*
Johnny: We mentioned their name. *getting help from Gage to get into the back seat*
Maverick: And Slade, or should I say, Seth, admitted to starting the fire and vandalizing Johnny's car.
Johnny: He has a trial coming up.
Gage: That's good. *closes the back door and gets back into the passenger seat*
Maverick put the chair back into his trunk and gets in his car. He starts it up and drives away from the station.
Gage: Can we stop by the building so I can get my car back?
Maverick: Sure thing.
Johnny: Well looking at my car, I guess I'll need to call a tow truck.
They arrive at the building. Gage hops out and gets into his car, while Johnny calls his insurance to get his car fix. He also calls a tow truck to have it picked up. They return to Maverick's house and get out. They all return to the Living room. Maverick cleans up the coffee cups and washes them. Gage makes the band another meal.
Three days later, they go and get Johnny's cast to remove. Ten minutes later, Johnny walks out with his cybernetic leg. They return to the Building to see the damage.
Gage: Think we can still use this place?
Johnny: *shrugs*
Maverick: Not until we get this place cleaned up and repaired. *pulls out phone and Derek's card*
Gage: Now what?
Maverick: *dialing Derek's number* I'll call Derek.
Gage: So then, we agree to accept his offer?
Johnny: Looks that way.
Maverick: Yes. *puts the phone on speaker* Hello?
Derek: *over the phone* I've been waiting for this call. So, what's your decision?
Maverick: The answer is we agree to sign, but we got a few questions.
Derek: *over the phone* Go ahead and ask.
Gage: Do we get a place to practice, until ours's is fixed?
Derek: *over the phone* Yes, and we can also have you start recording your first album.
Johnny: Judging from the mess outside, it looks like we will need new instruments.
Derek: *over the phone* I can take care of that if you tell me what you'd like.
Maverick: How soon do you think, if I made a call, our space will be fixed?
Derek: *over the phone* I can call a cleaning crew to get it done, and it'll only take about a week.
Maverick: Ok.
Gage: Could you meet us at the instrument shop?
Derek: *over the phone* It'd probably be the best way to see what instruments you'd like. I'm on my way to the shop. Any more questions?
Johnny: None from me.
Gage: I got no more questions.
Maverick: Nope.
Derek: *over the phone* Ok then, welcome to Solarium Records. *hangs up*
The Armistice Clearing at Compiègne:
(Left):
The 7.7 cm Feldkanone 96 neuer Art (German 7.7 cm FK 96 n.A.) -
The 7.7 cm Feldkanone 96 neuer Art (7.7 cm FK 96 n.A.) was a field gun used by Germany in World War I.
Rate of fire: 10 rounds per minute - maximum firing range: 8,400 m (9,200 yd = 5.23 miles) - Manned by crew of 5.
The FK 96 n.A. was shorter-ranged, but lighter than the French Canon de 75 modèle 1897 or the British Ordnance QF 18 pounder gun; the Germans placed a premium on mobility, which served them well during the early stages of World War I.
However, once the front had become static, the greater rate of fire of the French gun and the heavier shells fired by the British gun put the Germans at a disadvantage.
The Germans remedied this by developing the longer-ranged, but heavier 7.7 cm FK 16. (Source - Wikipedia). Depot du Musée de l'artilliere de Draguignan, 2004
(Right) :
Canon de 75 modèle 1897 (French 75 mm field gun) -
75mm French cannon.
The French 75 mm field gun was a quick-firing field artillery piece adopted in March 1898.
Its official French designation was: Matériel de 75mm Mle 1897. It was commonly known as the French 75, simply the 75 and Soixante-Quinze (French for 75, literally Sixty-Fifteen).
Normal rate of fire - 7 rounds a minute, although in extreme it 'could' fire upwards of 24 rounds per minute. It's range was approx 8500 metres (9295 yards = 5.28 miles), and was manned by a crew of 7 men, and obviously horse-drawn.
In 1914 a Regiment d'Artillerie de Campagne (R.A.C) would consist of 3 groups of 3 batteries, comprised of 4 guns == 36 cannon, 1600 men and 1600 horses.
A Canon de 75 modèle 1897 is currently used as a Saluting gun, fielded in front of the Invalides - it fired the 21-gun salute in honour of François Hollande, recently inaugurated President of the French Republic. Depot du Musée de l'artilliere de Draguignan, 2004
“Once social change begins, it cannot be reversed. You cannot uneducate the person who has learned to read. You cannot humiliate the person who feels pride. You cannot oppress the people who are not afraid anymore. We have seen the future, and the future is ours.”
Cesar Chavez
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Charles Louis Jacques ROLLIN, born June, 1886 in Jouy-aux-Arches (Moselle, then annexed Alsace)
Captain in the 321st RI (reserve regiment of 121st) - Knight of the Legion of Honour, War Cross - Head of Compiègne North cantonment since 10 May 1913.
Memory of Men: killed in action in Saint-Jans-Cappel near Bailleul.Laurent Pierre OLIVIER, born July 1875 in Vermenton (Yonne)
Second Lieutenant in the 54th RI (it was the regiment of Compiègne) - disappeared April 26, 1915 to combat the Calonne trench - Knight of the Legion of HonourJudgment rendered August 11, 1920 by the Court of Compiègne and transcribed January 7, 1921 in Rethondes, last known address.
Gustave BRANGÉ born August, 1877 at Villers-la-Montagne (Meurthe et Moselle): Federal custody in Saint-Jean-aux-Bois (Oise) - 6th forest hunters company - Death to the field of honor April 5, 1915 in Vienne-le-Château (Marne)
This information collected in November 2008 during the commemorative march the 90th anniversary of the Armistice (Google translation)
Hope and humiliation ©Daniel Andrei
The paradox of the photo derives from the strange position of the legs. The first child, a young boy of romany ethnicity lost his hope in earning money or food. He leans over a fence with his feet cross accepting his miserable situation. At the same time, a young romany girl beggs for food. She lifts her feet and raises her head over the fence to see the marvel of capitalism. The shot was taken during a wedding in Romania and i had just a few seconds to make the it.
Daniel Andrei is a Romanian student at the University of Law and Public Administration. "I am in my terminal year. My final essay is about integrity and transparency in the public sector, the way to a good administration in Romania. I found out about the contest searching information about the sessions of the European Parlament. I am pleased to see that the European Parlament develops this kind of programs. My number one hobby is photography and i also work as a professional event photographer".
Guestphotographer photo project: send us your photos and you could be invited to shoot the Parliament in action!
www.europarl.europa.eu/news/public/focus_page/037-47107-0...
The captions of the photos of the "Guestphotographer set" and the title are written by the photographer, therefore the European Parliament cannot be considered responsible for the contents expressed in the captions and titles.
Franklyn: All of this is an overreaction.
Aura: How so? I was lied to, humiliated, and used to sell copy.
Franklyn: Hardly. Your pride might have been hurt but if I know you like I know I do then you've read her articles and seen that she's said nothing but amazing things about both you and Talin.
Aura: Well, I -
Franklyn: And have you told her about your own lineage?
Aura: That's completely different from what she did.
Franklyn: I don't know - the situations seem nearly identical to me: You didn't want to reveal a complicated part of yourself so you just....didn't. The only difference is that hers blew up in her face while yours is still hidden, and even that is thanks, in part, to her asking the press to leave you alone. Stop acting like a brat!
. . . this are handprints of women who committed sati on their husbands funeral pyre
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Sati was a social funeral practice among some Indian communities in which a recently widowed woman would immolate herself on her husband’s funeral pyre. The practice was banned several times, with the current ban dating to 1829 by the British.
The term is derived from the original name of the goddess Sati, also known as Dakshayani, who self-immolated because she was unable to bear her father Daksha's humiliation of her husband Shiva. The term may also be used to refer to the widow. The term sati is now sometimes interpreted as "chaste woman". Sati appears in both Hindi and Sanskrit texts, where it is synonymous with "good wife"; the term suttee was commonly used by Anglo-Indian English writers.
ORIGN
Few reliable records exist of the practice before the time of the Gupta empire, approximately 400 CE. After about this time, instances of sati began to be marked by inscribed memorial stones. The earliest of these are found in Sagar, Madhya Pradesh, though the largest collections date from several centuries later, and are found in Rajasthan. These stones, called devli, or sati-stones, became shrines to the dead woman, who was treated as an object of reverence and worship. They are most common in western India. A description of suttee appears in a Greek account of the Punjab written in the first century BCE by historian Diodorus Siculus. Brahmins were forbidden from the practice by the Padma Purana. A chapter dated to around the 10th century indicates that, while considered a noble act when committed by a Kshatriya woman, anyone caught assisting an upper-caste Brahmin in self-immolation as a "sati" was guilty of Brahminicide.
The ritual has prehistoric roots, and many parallels from other cultures are known. Compare for example the ship burial of the Rus' described by Ibn Fadlan, where a female slave is burned with her master.
Aristobulus of Cassandreia, a Greek historian who traveled to India with the expedition of Alexander the Great, recorded the practice of sati at the city of Taxila. A later instance of voluntary co-cremation appears in an account of an Indian soldier in the army of Eumenes of Cardia, whose two wives jumped on his funeral pyre, in 316 BC. The Greeks believed that the practice had been instituted to discourage wives from poisoning their old husbands.
Voluntary death at funerals has been described in northern India before the Gupta empire. The original practices were called anumarana, and were uncommon. Anumarana was not comparable to later understandings of sati, since the practices were not restricted to widows – rather, anyone, male or female, with personal loyalty to the deceased could commit suicide at a loved one's funeral. These included the deceased's relatives, servants, followers, or friends. Sometimes these deaths stemmed from vows of loyalty, and bear a slight resemblance to the later tradition of junshi in Japan.
It is theorized that sati, enforced widowhood, and girl marriage were customs that were primarily intended to solve the problem of surplus women and surplus men in a caste and to maintain its endogamy.
Apart from the Indian subcontinent, origins of this practice have been found in many parts of the world; it was followed by the ancient Egyptians, Thracians, Scythians, Scandinavians, Chinese, as well as people of Oceania and Africa.
Sati remained legal in some princely states for a time after it had been abolished in lands under British control. Jaipur banned the practice in 1846. Nepal continued to practice Sati well into the 20th century.
On the Indonesian island of Bali, sati (known as masatya) was practised by the aristocracy as late as 1905, until Dutch colonial rule pushed for its termination.
Following outcries after each instance, the government has passed new measures against the practice, which now effectively make it illegal to be a bystander at an event of sati. The law now makes no distinction between passive observers to the act and active promoters of the event; all are supposed to be held equally guilty. Other measures include efforts to stop the 'glorification' of the dead women. Glorification includes the erection of shrines to the dead, the encouragement of pilgrimages to the site of the pyre, and the derivation of any income from such sites and pilgrims.
Another instance of systematic Sati happened in 1973, when Savitri Soni sacrificed her life with her husband in Kotadi village of Sikar District in Rajasthan. Thousands of people witnessed this incident.
Although many have tried to prevent the act of sati by banning it and reinforcing laws against it, it is still being practiced (on rare occasions) in India under coercion or by voluntary burning, as in the case of Charan Shah: a 55 year-old widow of Manshah who burnt herself on the pyre of her husband in the village of Satpura in Uttar Pradesh on 11 November 1999. Her death on the funeral pyre has provoked much controversy, as there have been questions as to whether she willingly performed the Sati or was coerced. Charan Shah had not professed strong feelings to become a Sati to any of her family members, and no one saw her close to the burning body of her husband before she jumped into the fire. The villagers, including her sons, say that she became a Sati of her own accord and that she was not forced into it. They continue to pay their respects to the house of Charan Shah. It has become a shrine for the villagers, as they strongly believe that one who has become a sati is a deity; she is worshipped and endowed with gifts.
NUMBERS
There are no reliable figures for the numbers who died by sati across the country. A local indication of the numbers is given in the records kept by the Bengal Presidency of the British East India Company. The total figure of known occurrences for the period 1813 to 1828 is 8,135; another source gives a comparable number of 7,941 from 1815 to 1828, thus giving an average of about 507 to 567 documented incidents per year in that period. Raja Ram Mohan Roy estimated that there were ten times as many cases of Sati in Bengal compared to the rest of the country. Bentinck, in his 1829 report, states that 420 occurrences took place in one (unspecified) year in the 'Lower Provinces' of Bengal, Bihar and Orissa, and 44 in the 'Upper Provinces' (the upper Gangetic plain).
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The hell breaks loose
she bitches and humiliates him
for everyone that wants to hear
(with a voice that is terribly annoying - why can't she ever talk silently)
And then he gets aggressive
and the kids are yelling in tune
and the whole building is ashamed
but nobody does anything
And it's no use to fight with each other
if they don't know by now
And it is no use to get pretty abusive
It'll never reach the mind
What luck
I think
to be able to hear it all so clearly - so close
How do I cope, I think
YELLING SCREAMING MOANING SOBBING NOISE
My very charming upstairs neighbours
(re-uploaded in better quality
The "other side” of the American Dream
They were frightened, uncomfortable and humiliated.
Day after day we heard about border lines, immigrants, people who left their house and their families never had news about them, some other are dead.
There are an estimated of 12 million illegal immigrants in the United States. More than half (55 percent) were Mexican and one quarter (25 percent) are American. The remainder (20 percent) are from around the world.
This is the story of a few of them; not the ones that die trying to reach their goal, not the others who live in the States. But the ones that are stocked in the border line, unfortunately the south.
"My dream was to arrive to United States work as hard as I can and come back to my country to be with my daughter" MARIANA, HONDURAS.
Braving a ride on top of the freight trains that head north all across Mexico is the only chance for migrants, from all over Central America… to get close to the "American Dream". They are victims of robbers, police abusing their power, Zetas, kidnap and the government corruption.
Sometimes It is the same machine that they use to reach their dreams, the one that can cut any hope, and also some part of their body.
Their plan to migrate to the States, to work and provide their families, is failed. They face mutilations and injuries but most of the humiliation is because their dream never come true… being on "The Other Side".
more about this proyect at www.okinreport.net
On a trip to 'Wonderland' in Telford, I was roped into playing the Big Bad Wolf in a hard-hitting and noirish reactment of 'The Three Little Piggies'. I was *very* good.
Early talking head "reality" programming - cheap to produce, of no lasting value. Main goal was to humiliate the guests. Far superior to the cheap lame obvious degrading trash today.
Last good program was "Afghan Television", a late night show (late 1980s) on an obscure UHF station in the LA area. Featured music videos, comedy sketches, and news. Even though I know almost no Pushtu, it provided more useful current information than the nightly network news.
Have not had a TV in over 20 years.
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"In revenge for his humiliation, the Count of Wesselton has used ice fracture mining to drive the Yeti across the border where they have taken up residence in the abandoned Ice Palace. The Yeti's power gradually grows and a creeping cold descends the North Mountain infecting Arendelle.
In Arendelle, Elsa and Anna are reconnecting, but Elsa feels something stirring on the North Mountain and her own powers begin to wane. Summer cools and creeps up the fjord. The town can not survive another crop failure. With her powers failing, Elsa must visit the dungeons and enter a Faustian bargain with Prince Hans, Arendale's greatest military leader, who still commands the loyalty of the military regardless of his incarceration and murderous plans for Elsa and Anna.
Hans betrays Arendelle and joins with Wesselton. He sends word that his forces are wiped out by the Yeti. Anna, Elsa, Kristoff and Olaf are forced to travel to the mountain creating an army of ice monsters along the way. Olaf takes a darker turn as he takes command of the army of ice monsters.
In the Battle of the North Mountain, the empowered Yeti and Elsa fight an epic battle freezing the earth's crust and crumbling the ice palace. The cold cracks the earth, opening the Hollow Earth and attracting the cthulhu from the other ends of the Earth and the other end of time! Setting the scene for Frozen 2: At the Mountains of Madness."
The "other side” of the American Dream
They were frightened, uncomfortable and humiliated.
Day after day we heard about border lines, immigrants, people who left their house and their families never had news about them, some other are dead.
There are an estimated of 12 million illegal immigrants in the United States. More than half (55 percent) were Mexican and one quarter (25 percent) are American. The remainder (20 percent) are from around the world.
This is the story of a few of them; not the ones that die trying to reach their goal, not the others who live in the States. But the ones that are stocked in the border line, unfortunately the south.
"My dream was to arrive to United States work as hard as I can and come back to my country to be with my daughter" MARIANA, HONDURAS.
Braving a ride on top of the freight trains that head north all across Mexico is the only chance for migrants, from all over Central America… to get close to the "American Dream". They are victims of robbers, police abusing their power, Zetas, kidnap and the government corruption.
Sometimes It is the same machine that they use to reach their dreams, the one that can cut any hope, and also some part of their body.
Their plan to migrate to the States, to work and provide their families, is failed. They face mutilations and injuries but most of the humiliation is because their dream never come true… being on "The Other Side".
more about this proyect at www.okinreport.net
Palestinians are living in another world where Killing, Child abuse and women humiliation are the order of the day. This is the civilization and culture the Israelis demonstrate daily. What the International Community has done about these crimes? Our Voice is so low. Our Taxes is being used to finance the killing machine. Can we stop the killing? YES WE CAN.