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Giles Corey was a prosperous farmer and full member of the Puritan church in Salem, Massachusetts, who died under judicial torture during the Salem witch trials. Corey refused to enter a plea, and was crushed to death by stone weights in an attempt to force him to do so. In April 1692, he was accused by Ann Putnam, Jr., Mercy Lewis, and Abigail Williams of witchcraft. Ann Putnam Jr claimed that on April 13, the specter of Giles Corey visited her and asked her to write in the Devil's book. Later, Putnam also claimed that a ghost appeared before her to announce that it had been murdered by Corey. Other girls were to describe Corey as "a dreadful wizard" and recount stories of assaults by his specter.
According to the law at the time, a person who refused to plead could not be tried. To avoid persons cheating justice, the legal remedy for refusing to plead was "peine forte et dure". In this process the prisoner is stripped naked, with a heavy board laid on their body. Then rocks or boulders are laid on the plank of wood. This was the process of being pressed to death.
... remanded to the prison from whence he came and put into a low dark chamber, and there be laid on his back on the bare floor, naked, unless when decency forbids; that there be placed upon his body as great a weight as he could bear, and more, that he hath no sustenance, save only on the first day, three morsels of the worst bread, and the second day three droughts of standing water, that should be alternately his daily diet till he died, or, till he answered.
As a result of his refusal to enter a plead to the charges of witchcraft brought against him, on September 17, Sheriff George Corwin led Corey to a pit in the open field beside the jail and in accordance with the above process, before the Court and witnesses, stripped Giles of his clothing, laid him on the ground in the pit, and placed boards on his chest. Six men then lifted heavy stones, placing them one by one, on his stomach and chest. Giles Corey did not cry out, let alone make a plea.
After two days, Giles was asked three times to plead innocent or guilty to witchcraft. Each time he replied, "More weight." More and more rocks were piled on him, and the Sheriff from time to time would stand on the boulders staring down at Corey's bulging eyes. Robert Calef, who was a witness along with other townsfolk, later said, "In the pressing, Giles Corey's tongue was pressed out of his mouth; the Sheriff, with his cane, forced it in again."
Three mouthfuls of bread and water were fed to the old man during his many hours of pain. Finally, Giles Corey cried out "More weight!" and died.
File #4
Six months after Joker had been admitted to the Asylum the GCPD happened upon his contingency plan. A bomb built into a newly constructed wall beneath the Gotham cathedral. Analysis of the wall found that there was no way to remove the bomb without dismantling the wall which would bring the whole cathedral down. Thus there was only one option. Disarm the bomb before it could detonate. Joker had left the bomb on a timer that had been counting down from over the last six months and was due to detonate the next day.
In order to disarm the bomb a code was needed. Checking the keypad for prints yielded nothing, evidently Joker had the pad wiped clean after he activated the timer. That means the only way to disarm the bomb is to get him to hand over the timer. Needless to say, after the events in the tunnel of love, Jim was keen to keep me as far away from Joker as possible. As such it fell to Warden Quincy Sharp to convince Joker to hand over the code. Given how Arkham is regarded as a psychiatric hospital the guards aren’t allowed to use unconventional interrogation techniques so warden Sharp appealing to Joker’s human decency didn’t go down well.
Attachment: Warden Office CCTV – September 22nd 14:30
”Quincy old boy how are things? Still balding I see.”
“Do you know why I’ve called you here?”
”You’re finally retiring?”
“The bomb.”
”What bomb? That record Cash made?”
“The one under Gotham cathedral.”
”Bombing a church? That sounds more like Riddler’s MO. You know how much he loves insulting religion.”
“We know it’s yours.”
”I resent that! I’m not the only clown in Gotham with a love of explosives. Why’s it got to be me?”
“Probably because you signed the scene.”
”Oh yeah haha.”
“Give us the code.”
”Or what Sharpy? You gonna give me a stern talking to? Make me feel bad about myself?”
“You know this is wrong Jack.”
”WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY!?”
Joker charges forward at the Warden’s desk in anger, stopped only by Cash managing to grab hold of him.
”WHAT DID YOU SAY?”
“Tell me the code Jack. No-one needs to get hurt.”
”If you want my help then you know who I’ll talk to!”
“What if he doesn’t want to talk to you?”
”Then boom! Hahahaha.”
“Take him back to his cell, and get me Gordon on the line.”
End of attachment.
Ever since we first crossed paths after he murdered Loeb, Joker’s always had a case of waring personalities between two personas. Jack Napier, a wannabe comedian and the Joker, a clown trying to make the world smile by causing misery to others. After we faced off against one another the Joker persona has slowly but surely begun to dominate Jack to the point where I’m not entirely sure if Jack’s in there anymore. That was cemented after that night in ACE Chemicals. Joker was trying to gather the components necessary to mass produce a new variant of the Joker toxin. Thanks to an analysis of the toxin I was able to piece together that the only place he could gather the compounds necessary on such a large scale was ACE Chemicals.
With that foreknowledge I had the GCPD set a trap for Joker and his men. It all went exactly as I had hoped. All of Joker’s men were arrested by the GCPD but Joker seemingly escaped. What Jim and I didn’t know was that Joker ended up falling into a vat of chemicals during the firefight. He wouldn’t be discovered until the ACE Chemicals workers emptied the vat the following morning. Many believe that’s the straw that broke the camel’s back.
Since then there’s been no reports of the Jack persona being exhibited by Joker. I fear it can be speculated that my hopes of purging the Joker persona from Jack ended up merely cementing his presence.
Alfred’s always speculated that Jason’s murder was Jack lashing out for what I did to him. Maybe he’s right, but I like to think otherwise. Perhaps that’s just me being desperate and hoping that deep down I didn’t end up killing Jack Napier. Either way, I now have to deal primarily with the Joker persona, and I had to deal with him in order to get the code to disarm the bomb under Gotham cathedral.
Attachment: Therapy Session Recording – Joker #2
“Therapy session 2. Patient’s name: J……”
There’s a long pause on the tape. Without a video feed it’s difficult to tell what’s making her hesitate but it’s implied that Joker was staring at her rather intensly.
”Joker. Acting physician, Doctor Harleen Quinzel. Date of session 22nd of September. Previous session was cut short so this session is designed to make up the remaining time from the previous session.”
”Cash can be so rude interrupting our one on one time like that.”
”From what I hear it was the Warden who cut out session short.”
”Word travels fast around here.”
”Well it’s not everyday a patient gets called up to the Warden’s office. You must have done something serious.”
”I just gave him some advice on how to stop his head from balding.”
”Warden Sharp is balding?”
”I think he’s considering wearing a wig.”
”Really?”
”Yeah the silly old fool.”
”So, Joker….”
”Yes Doctor?”
”Going back to our conversation. Why do you find yourself obsessed with the Batman?”
”Why do you find yourself obsessed with me?”
”I ask the questions here.”
”You’re hoping that if you can understand me that you will be able to understand him.”
”Perhaps.”
”Tell me, what’s the market at the moment for a book about the mind of the Batman?”
There’s a long pause. Evidently Dr. Quinzel was shocked that Joker knew she was just using him to write a book.
”Must be pretty good if you’re willing to talk to one of Gotham’s grade A crazies.”
”You think of yourself as crazy?”
”You don’t?”
”…”
”The world’s a funny old place Doctor. It’ll do all it can to break you. The only thing that separates us from the animals is how we let the world break us. Some give up. Some fight back. Some go mad.”
”Is that what happened to you? The world tried to break you?”
”Of course.”
”Which action did you take?”
”What do you think?”
”…”
”You think I went mad.”
”You don’t?”
”Oh goodness no. I know I went mad. But unlike most, I accept it.”
”Who do you know that doesn’t?”
”Who do you think?”
”The Batman?”
”I couldn’t possibly say.”
”You think he’s mad?”
”Nooooooo……..I don’t think a man dressing up as a bat is mad the same way I don’t think a man dressing as a clown is mad.”
”Of course.”
”I suppose….”
”Suppose…?”
”In many ways you’re right.”
”How so?”
”He and I are alike.”
”Why do you say that?”
”I know it. He’s yet to accept it, but deep down he knows it as well.”
”You think Batman knows he’s crazy?”
”Maybe. Or perhaps he’s crazier than me?”
”I’m not sure many people would agree on that.”
”Probably not. But I at least know I’m crazy. If anything he’s mad to think he’s sane.”
”Maybe he is. But why do you think you’re mad?”
”Probably thanks to dear old daddy.”
”The one who hit you?”
”Do you know another?”
”So you think he’s the one responsible for who made you into this?”
”Goodness no. Sure daddy dearest didn’t help the situation but he didn’t make me.”
”Then what did?” The Batman?”
”Nope. All it took to break was one simple thing. One bad day.”
”What happened on that day?”
”Life destroyed my world.”
”What happened?”
”I…I…..”
”You can tell J. You can trust me.”
”I saw my wife murdered in front of my eyes.”
”….I didn’t know you were married…”
”I prefer it that way.”
”When was she killed?”
”Five years ago.”
”Just before you killed Commissioner Loeb.”
”It was that long ago? It feels like it was yesterday.”
”You feel remorseful?”
”I always do.”
”Then why do you keep killing more people if you don’t want to?”
”How else am I supposed to drown out the voices?”
”Voices?”
”Their screams.”
”You hear their screams?”
”Everytime I close my eyes. Sniff I just want to make them stop.”
”Hey hey it’s alright. It’s going to be alright. I promise.”
“Time’s up Doc.”
”Alright. Thanks Cash.”
“Are you crying clown?”
”Go to hell Cash.”
”We’ll be just a minute Cash. Session terminated at 16:30. Dr Quinzel signing off.”
Harley didn’t know it then, but Joker didn’t actually feel any remorse for his victims. In fact, he’s often taken pleasure from making them suffer slowly, but Harley didn’t know that and though she couldn’t tell, Joker had already set his claws into her.
Sikhism originated in the 15th century, in the Punjab region by Guru Nanak, who preached ideas that were radical for his age: he denounced Hinduism's oppressive caste system and Islam's gender discrimination, preaching that all people can commune with the divine equally, without the intervention of rituals or priests. The Sikh faith is a monotheistic religion, meaning Sikhs worship one God. The three core pillars of Sikhism are: vaṇḍ chakkō (sharing with others, helping those in need, as well as participating as part of a community), kirat karō (earning/making a living honestly, without exploitation or fraud, and speaking the truth at all times) and naam japna (meditating on God’s name to live a life of decency and humility).
The temporary distractions of the material world are seen as an illusion. The qualities of ego, anger, greed, attachment and lust are known as the Five Thieves that rob a person of their ability to realize their oneness with God and creation. Sikhs work to counteract the temptations of these qualities through the values of service, equality, and seeking justice for all. Sikhs also believe that one’s form on Earth is only a temporary vessel for the eternal soul. Thus, the death of the physical body is a natural part of the life cycle, while the soul remains. Death is not an end, but merely the progression of the soul on its journey toward God.
Nine more gurus succeeded Guru Nanak (Angad, Amar Das, Ram Das, Arjan, Har Gobind, Har Rai, Har Krishan, Tegh Bahadur, and Gobind Singh), and continued to spread his teachings across the world.
The last guru, Guru Gobind Singh, named the Sikh sacred text, the Guru Granth Sahib, to be the eternal Guru that would guide the Sikhs going forward. It consists of 1,430 Anks, or pages, and 6,000 Sabads, or line compositions, all are written in poetic verse and are aligning to the rhythmic forms of ancient north Indian classical music. At the core of the Guru Granth Sahib is a yearning for a world governed by divine justice, without oppression of any kind.
The final living guru, Gobind Singh, also established the Khalsa, or order of Sikh soldier-saints. They are recognizable by "The 5 k's," their physical articles of faith: Kesh (unshorn hair and beard), Kirpan (ceremonial sword), Kangha (comb), Kara (steel bracelet) and Kachha (drawers). The Dastar, or turban, is considered a spiritual crown, a token of remembrance of the Sikh principles.
Subathu, Himachal Pradesh, India
I don't know the name of this butterfly that we saw yesterday at the San Diego Botanic Garden, but that certainly didn't stop me from exploiting it. It had the decency to stay on top of a flower long enough for me to focus on it.
Other pictures that I've taken of butterflies are in my Butterflies and Dragonflies set.
After the shock of Donald Trump’s inauguration day, when millions of Americans (and visiting foreigners like me) felt understandably distraught, bereft, dismayed, as the grotesque, narcissistic, predatory, corrupt fraud that is Donald Trump delivered a bleak and graceless inauguration speech, it was nothing short of a delight on Saturday, Jan. 21, Day 2 of the aberrant Trump presidency, when, across the country and around the world, millions of women (plus large numbers of supportive men) marched in protest against Trump and all he and his administration stand for — his disdain for women, his racism, his xenophobia, his adherence to intolerant white Christian fundamentalism, and, last but not least, his opaque, but very obviously corrupt business practices. Two US academics have estimated that between 3.3m and 4.6m people marched in total across the US, with New York’s turnout estimated at between 400,000 and 500,000 people.
Stepping out of Grand Central Station into a river of protest, with more clever, witty and insightful handmade posters than you could imagine, and with chants and cheers punctuating the general hubbub at regular intervals was to feel that perhaps this dystopian vision of America can indeed be overthrown before it wreaks untold havoc at home and abroad. And with no beginning or end of the protest in sight, it was easy to believe that the number marching was much larger than even the academics’ estimate. This was my last photo on the march, before I peeled off to begin making my way back to the airport for my flight home.
It will take more than one day, of course, as the people of America need to unite like never before — everyone who didn’t vote for Trump, everyone threatened by Trump, everyone appalled by Trump, including, of course, those who voted for him but might already be having second thoughts. This could be a disastrous presidency, or it could be even worse than that, but people need to put aside any notions of complacency, and work out how to resist. This was a great start, and a historic moment that everyone there will remember, but now there needs to be much more action and organizing.
As you look at these photos, however, I hope they are a reminder of a day of hope across the US and around the world, when ordinary people demonstrated that fundamental decency will not be silenced, and that a tolerant, multi-racial society, featuring, at its heart, equality between women and men, and between people whatever their race, creed or color, has humour, intelligence and compassion that throw into even sharper relief how troublingly miserable, negative and ungenerous Donald Trump and his advisors are.
For an article by US Uncut about the numbers attending the protests, see: usuncut.com/news/womens-march-largest-protest-us-history/
For the turnout estimates, see: docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1xa0iLqYKz8x9Yc_rfhtmSOJQ2...
For an article in New York Daily News, which ran a front page devoted to the protests, under the headline, “See them roar,” see: www.nydailynews.com/news/politics/women-march-washington-...
For my website, see: www.andyworthington.co.uk
For my Facebook posts after Trump’s inauguration, see:
www.facebook.com/andyworthingtonUK/posts/1015497574252380...
www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10154975238073804&set...
For my most interesting photos, see: www.flickriver.com/photos/andyworthington/popular-interes...
The newly transformed Mrs. Smithwell sees Gruesome the Pumpkin, and she greets him as though he was an old friend. "How are you today?" she asked politely.
"I have never seen a polite witch," he retorted. "You're different. You're not like most witches around here."
Mrs. Smithwell didn't know quite how to respond. "I was just changed by that man..." and as she said this, she turned looking for him, but Mr. Bronte was gone.
"...oh, well, I was changed--he told me to wish for something, and I did."
"I don't know what to say, Ma'am," Gruesone replied politely in return. "Perhaps you'll bring a sense of decency around this place. Halloween can get kind of spooky and crazy, and the first thing that goes is manners."
16 October 2016
Sikhism originated in the 15th century, in the Punjab region by Guru Nanak, who preached ideas that were radical for his age: he denounced Hinduism's oppressive caste system and Islam's gender discrimination, preaching that all people can commune with the divine equally, without the intervention of rituals or priests. The Sikh faith is a monotheistic religion, meaning Sikhs worship one God. The three core pillars of Sikhism are: vaṇḍ chakkō (sharing with others, helping those in need, as well as participating as part of a community), kirat karō (earning/making a living honestly, without exploitation or fraud, and speaking the truth at all times) and naam japna (meditating on God’s name to live a life of decency and humility).
The temporary distractions of the material world are seen as an illusion. The qualities of ego, anger, greed, attachment and lust are known as the Five Thieves that rob a person of their ability to realize their oneness with God and creation. Sikhs work to counteract the temptations of these qualities through the values of service, equality, and seeking justice for all. Sikhs also believe that one’s form on Earth is only a temporary vessel for the eternal soul. Thus, the death of the physical body is a natural part of the life cycle, while the soul remains. Death is not an end, but merely the progression of the soul on its journey toward God.
Nine more gurus succeeded Guru Nanak (Angad, Amar Das, Ram Das, Arjan, Har Gobind, Har Rai, Har Krishan, Tegh Bahadur, and Gobind Singh), and continued to spread his teachings across the world.
The last guru, Guru Gobind Singh, named the Sikh sacred text, the Guru Granth Sahib, to be the eternal Guru that would guide the Sikhs going forward. It consists of 1,430 Anks, or pages, and 6,000 Sabads, or line compositions, all are written in poetic verse and are aligning to the rhythmic forms of ancient north Indian classical music. At the core of the Guru Granth Sahib is a yearning for a world governed by divine justice, without oppression of any kind.
The final living guru, Gobind Singh, also established the Khalsa, or order of Sikh soldier-saints. They are recognizable by "The 5 k's," their physical articles of faith: Kesh (unshorn hair and beard), Kirpan (ceremonial sword), Kangha (comb), Kara (steel bracelet) and Kachha (drawers). The Dastar, or turban, is considered a spiritual crown, a token of remembrance of the Sikh principles.
Subathu, Himachal Pradesh, India
After the shock of Donald Trump’s inauguration day, when millions of Americans (and visiting foreigners like me) felt understandably distraught, bereft, dismayed, as the grotesque, narcissistic, predatory, corrupt fraud that is Donald Trump delivered a bleak and graceless inauguration speech, it was nothing short of a delight on Saturday, Jan. 21, Day 2 of the aberrant Trump presidency, when, across the country and around the world, millions of women (plus large numbers of supportive men) marched in protest against Trump and all he and his administration stand for — his disdain for women, his racism, his xenophobia, his adherence to intolerant white Christian fundamentalism, and, last but not least, his opaque, but very obviously corrupt business practices. Two US academics have estimated that between 3.3m and 4.6m people marched in total across the US, with New York’s turnout estimated at between 400,000 and 500,000 people.
Stepping out of Grand Central Station into a river of protest, with more clever, witty and insightful handmade posters than you could imagine, and with chants and cheers punctuating the general hubbub at regular intervals was to feel that perhaps this dystopian vision of America can indeed be overthrown before it wreaks untold havoc at home and abroad. And with no beginning or end of the protest in sight, it was easy to believe that the number marching was much larger than even the academics’ estimate.
It will take more than one day, of course, as the people of America need to unite like never before — everyone who didn’t vote for Trump, everyone threatened by Trump, everyone appalled by Trump, including, of course, those who voted for him but might already be having second thoughts. This could be a disastrous presidency, or it could be even worse than that, but people need to put aside any notions of complacency, and work out how to resist. This was a great start, and a historic moment that everyone there will remember, but now there needs to be much more action and organizing.
As you look at these photos, however, I hope they are a reminder of a day of hope across the US and around the world, when ordinary people demonstrated that fundamental decency will not be silenced, and that a tolerant, multi-racial society, featuring, at its heart, equality between women and men, and between people whatever their race, creed or color, has humour, intelligence and compassion that throw into even sharper relief how troublingly miserable, negative and ungenerous Donald Trump and his advisors are.
For an article by US Uncut about the numbers attending the protests, see: usuncut.com/news/womens-march-largest-protest-us-history/
For the turnout estimates, see: docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1xa0iLqYKz8x9Yc_rfhtmSOJQ2...
For an article in New York Daily News, which ran a front page devoted to the protests, under the headline, “See them roar,” see: www.nydailynews.com/news/politics/women-march-washington-...
For my website, see: www.andyworthington.co.uk
For my Facebook posts after Trump’s inauguration, see:
www.facebook.com/andyworthingtonUK/posts/1015497574252380...
www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10154975238073804&set...
For my most interesting photos, see: www.flickriver.com/photos/andyworthington/popular-interes...
French postcard by E.D.U.G., offered by Corvisart, Epinal, no. 264. Photo: Sam Lévin.
French actress Brigitte Bardot (1934) died on 28 December 2025, at the age of 91. In the 1950s, she was the sex kitten of the European film industry. BB starred in 48 films, performed in numerous musical shows, and recorded 80 songs. After her retirement in 1973, she became an animal rights activist. In the coming weeks, we will continue to post a BB postcard every day to remember her as she once was.
Brigitte Bardot was born in Paris in 1934. Her father, Louis Bardot, had an engineering degree and worked with his father in the family business. Her mother, Ann-Marie Mucel, was 14 years younger than Brigitte's father, and they married in 1933. Brigitte's mother encouraged her daughter to take up music and dance. At the age of 13, she entered the Conservatoire Nationale de Danse to study ballet. By the time she was 15, Brigitte was trying to launch a modelling career and found herself on the cover of the French magazine Elle in May 1949. Her incredible beauty was readily apparent, and Brigitte was noticed by Roger Vadim, then an assistant to the film director Marc Allegrét. Vadim was infatuated with Bardot and encouraged her to start working as a film actress. BB was 18 when she debuted in the comedy Le Trou Normand / Crazy for Love (Jean Boyer, 1952). In the same year, she married Vadim. Brigitte wanted to marry him when she was 17, but her parents quashed any marriage plans until she turned 18. In April 1953, she attended the Cannes Film Festival, where she received massive media attention. She soon was every man's idea of the girl he'd like to meet in Paris. From 1952 to 1956, she appeared in seventeen films. Her films were generally lightweight romantic dramas in which she was cast as an ingénue or siren, often with an element of undress. In 1953, she made her first US production, Un acte d'amour / Act of Love (Anatole Litvak, 1953) with Kirk Douglas, but she continued to make films in France.
Roger Vadim was not content with the light fare his wife was offered. He felt Brigitte Bardot was being undersold. Looking for something more like an art film to push her as a serious actress, he showcased her in Et Dieu créa la femme / ...And God Created Woman (Roger Vadim, 1956). This film, about an immoral teenager in a respectable small-town setting, was a smash success on both sides of the Atlantic. Craig Butler at AllMovie: "It's easy enough to say that ...And God Created Woman is much more important for its historical significance than for its actual quality as a film, and that's true to an extent. The immense popularity, due to its willingness to directly embrace an exploration of sex as well as its willingness to show a degree of nudity that was remarkably daring for its day, demonstrated that audiences were willing to view subject matter that was considered too racy for the average moviegoer. This had both positive (freedom to explore, especially for the French filmmakers of the time) and negative (freedom to exploit) consequences, but its impact is undeniable. It's also true that Woman is not a great work of art, not with a story that is ultimately rather thin, some painful dialogue, and an attitude toward its characters and their sexuality that is unclear and inconsistent. Yet Woman is still fascinating, due in no small part to the presence of Brigitte Bardot in the role that made her an international star and sex symbol. She's not demonstrating great acting here, although her performance is actually good and much better than necessary, and her legendary mambo scene at the climax is nothing short of sensational." During the shooting of Et Dieu créa la femme / And God Created Woman (Roger Vadim, 1956), directed by her husband, Brigitte Bardot had an affair with her co-star Jean-Louis Trintignant, who at that time was married to French actress Stéphane Audran. Her divorce from Vadim followed, but they remained friends and collaborated in later work.
Et Dieu créa la femme / ...And God Created Woman (Roger Vadim, 1956) helped Brigitte Bardot's international status. The film took the USA by storm, her explosive sexuality being unlike anything seen in the States since the days of the 'flapper' in the 1920s. It gave rise to the phrase 'sex kitten', and fascination with her in America consisted of magazine photographs and dubbed over French films - good, bad or indifferent, her films drew audiences - mainly men - into theatres like lemmings. BB appeared in light comedies like Doctor at Large (Ralph Thomas, 1957) - the third of the British 'Doctor' series starring Dirk Bogarde - and Une Parisienne / La Parisienne (Michel Boisrond, 1957), which suited her acting skills best. However, she was a sensation in the crime drama En cas de malheur / Love is My Profession (Claude Autant-Lara, 1958). Hal Erickson at AllMovie: "This Brigitte Bardot vehicle ran into stiff opposition from the Catholic Legion of Decency, severely limiting its U.S. distribution. Bardot plays a nubile small-time thief named Yvette, who becomes the mistress of influential defence attorney Andre (Jean Gabin). Though Andre can shower Yvette with jewels and furs, he cannot "buy" her heart, and thus it is that it belongs to handsome young student Mazzetti (Franco Interlenghi). Alas, Yvette is no judge of human nature: attractive though Mazzetti can be, he has a dangerous and deadly side. En Cas de Malheur contains a nude scene that has since been reprinted in freeze-frame form innumerable times by both film-history books and girlie magazines." Photographer Sam Lévin's photos contributed considerably to her image of sensuality and slight immorality. One of Lévin's pictures shows Brigitte, dressed in a white corset. It is said that around 1960, postcards with this photograph outsold in Paris those of the Eiffel Tower.
Brigitte Bardot divorced Vadim in 1957, and in 1959 she married actor Jacques Charrier, with whom she starred in Babette s'en va-t-en guerre / Babette Goes to War (Christian-Jaque, 1959). The paparazzi preyed upon her marriage, while she and her husband clashed over the direction of her career
Her films became more substantial, but this brought a heavy pressure of dual celebrity as she sought critical acclaim while remaining a glamour model for most of the world. Vie privée / Private Life (1962), directed by Louis Malle, has more than an element of autobiography in it. James Travers at French Films: "Brigitte Bardot hadn’t quite reached the high point of her career when she agreed to make this film with high-profile New Wave film director Louis Malle. Even so, the pressure of being a living icon was obviously beginning to get to France’s sex goddess, and Vie privée is as much an attempt by Bardot to come to terms with her celebrity as anything else. Malle is clearly fascinated by Bardot, and the documentary approach he adopts for this film reinforces the impression that it is more a biography of the actress than a work of fiction. Of course, it’s not entirely biographical, but the story is remarkably close to Bardot’s own life and comes pretty close to predicting how her career would end." The scene in which, returning to her apartment, Bardot's character is harangued in the elevator by a middle-aged cleaning lady calling her offensive names was based on an actual incident, and is a resonant image of celebrity in the mid-20th century. Soon afterwards, Bardot withdrew to the seclusion of Southern France.
Brigitte Bardot's other husbands were German millionaire Playboy Gunter Sachs and right-wing politician Bernard d'Ormale. She is reputed to have had relationships with many other men, including Samy Frey, her co-star in La Vérité / The Truth (Henri-Georges Clouzot, 1960), and musicians Serge Gainsbourg and Sacha Distel. In 1963, Brigitte Bardot starred in Jean-Luc Godard's critically acclaimed film Le Mépris / Contempt (Jean-Luc Godard, 1963) opposite Michel Piccoli. She was also featured along with such notable actors as Alain Delon in Amours célèbres / Famous Love Affairs (Michel Boisrond, 1961) and Histoires extraordinaires /Tales of Mystery (Louis Malle, 1968), Jeanne Moreau in Viva Maria! (Louis Malle, 1965), Sean Connery in Shalako (Edward Dmytryk, 1968), and Claudia Cardinale in Les Pétroleuses / Petroleum Girls (Christian-Jaque, 1971). She participated in various musical shows and recorded many popular songs in the 1960s and 1970s, mostly in collaboration with Serge Gainsbourg, Bob Zagury and Sacha Distel, including 'Harley Davidson', 'Le Soleil De Ma Vie' (the cover of Stevie Wonder's 'You Are the Sunshine of My Life') and the notorious 'Je t'aime... moi non plus'.
Brigitte Bardot’s film career showed a steady decline in the late 1960s and early 1970s. In 1973, just before her fortieth birthday, she announced her retirement. She chose to use her fame to promote animal rights. In 1976, she established the Brigitte Bardot Foundation for the Welfare and Protection of Animals. She became a vegetarian and raised three million French francs to fund the foundation by auctioning off jewellery and many personal belongings. For this work, she was awarded the Légion d’honneur in 1984. During the 1990s, she was also outspoken in her criticism of immigration, interracial relationships, Islam in France and homosexuality. Her husband Bernard d'Ormal was a former adviser of the far-right Front National party. Bardot has been convicted five times for 'inciting racial hatred'. More fun is that Bardot is recognised for popularising bikini swimwear, in such early films as Manina / Woman without a Veil (Willy Rozier, 1952), in her appearances at Cannes and in many photo shoots. Bardot also brought into fashion the 'choucroute' ('Sauerkraut') hairstyle (a sort of beehive hairstyle) and gingham clothes after wearing a checkered pink dress, designed by Jacques Esterel, at her wedding to Charrier. The fashions of the 1960s looked effortlessly right and spontaneous on her. Time Magazine: "She is the princess of pout, the countess of come hither. Brigitte Bardot exuded a carefree, naïve sexuality that brought a whole new audience to French films."
Sources: Denny Jackson (IMDb), Hal Erickson (AllMovie), Craig Butler (AllMovie), James Travers (French Films), French Films, Wikipedia and IMDb.
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There was never really a final draft of the script, the source novel was a little complicated, and playing the hero require the film's star, Michael Caine, to hide his mug behind a pair of thick spectacles (not Skeleon Knaggs- thick, but thick enough). Not a recipe for a surefire hit, but the damn thing worked and then some. Harry Palmer, an Army sergeant bailed out of Detention Barracks (he'd been scamming the German Army, who was even less amused than Queen Victoria) and forced to work in Intelligence, is assigned to replace an agent murdered during the kidnapping of a government scientist. This plunges him into the middle of a story involving brainwashing and a double agent, and his enemies always seem to be two steps ahead . . .
So why did it work? Partly, it was the great film-noir atmosphere courtesy of director Sidney Furie and cinematographer Otto Heller. This film is set in a stylized but recognizable London of small apartments, smoky skies, and lots of rain. Secondly, Caine's performance is witty and appealing, and he projects believable intelligence, along with an underhanded sort of decency. Finally, and most importantly, screenwriters Bill Canaway and James Doran, although they made changes to the plot to simplify it a bit, kept the cynical tone of Len Deighton's original book. Not the outraged-public-school-boy cynicism of John LeCarre, still trying to recover from the shock of discovering that his beloved headmaster fixed the big cricket match, but the cold, matter-of-fact recognition that almost nothing human beings do is morally pure, and that a lot of it is a great deal worse than that. There is also a great supporting cast; Nigel Green as the hero's new boss, whose pompous-ass front covers a mass of roiling resentments and insecurities, Guy Doleman as the big boss, who may secretly respect his most obstreperous agent, but hardly has a good word for him, and, in the nothing role of the heroine, Sue Lloyd, who has a smart, easy chemistry with Caine and has the kind of acting chops to make you resent how her character is left hanging around the sidelines.
[2014/01/10 19:14:00] Cody McLane (codymclane): /me decides that she likes the woman's position well-enough for now, no danger of any spewage causing her to choke. Moving to both knees, she loosens what clothing she can and than bends over to the woman's ear. Patting her cheek, she continues in a softer voice; "Lady, are you OK? You've got help here but I need you to talk to me. You're safe, nobody is gonna hurt you here." Cody manages to make her voice both soothing and commanding, something she'd learned by treating scared and badly injured soldiers who needed to co-operate with threatment for their own sake. Stroking the womans hair, she continues to speak soothingly, pretty sure by now that she wasn't gonna have to apply the anti-Zeke innoculation - and glad of it.
[2014/01/10 19:17:08] Tara Lynn (tarlyn.dagger): /me watched both women with the same amount of intent, the collapsed and the one looking her over. A lift of her brow then glance over at the others quickly in turn before taking another sniff, the empty cup still in her hand, pondering. The other hand motioning towards the passed-out one, Tara'd shake her head, "She's not dead. And she's not ..." fading off as the others chime in, her brows furrowed and shaking her head again just watching the one talking to her before turning on her toes and heading back to the bar to refill the glass and take a drink for herself this time, just leaning on the pillar again, unconcerned. A glance to Tre, and shrug of her shoulder sending a message in and of itself to her sister.
[2014/01/10 19:18:25] Evelyn (Kol): /me slowly became aware of a throbbing coming from the side of her head and let out a low, gravelly moan, hands twitching slightly as her sense started to wake once more. She will her heavy lids to open but the refused to cooperate just yet.
[2014/01/10 19:20:01] Amelia (isanaplacida): /me 's lips tugged down in a worried frown as she looked from Cody and the fallen woman and on back to Tre. A small, and obviously reluctant nod was offered after a long pause,"Yeah, fine" She finally said in reply. Mouse got an approving nod then, apparently a willingness to bash in strangers heads earned points in her opinion. Leaning over to the bar, she placed her bowl of now congealed taters onto the bar before straightening back up as she let her gaze fall back onto Cody and the fallen woman. Her arms crossing over her waist as she carefully took another small step back, just to be sure. Despite Tara's assurances that the woman wasn't a walker, or on her way to being one for that matter, she was still more than a little worried.
[2014/01/10 19:21:17] Tre (tre.marjeta): /me noted that Tara was not arsed over the girl so she'd relax ...lots. Her toe tapped on the wood and she crossed her arms under her breasts,still holding the empty water tankard. "Well I tell ya, if Jason wasn't off nursing his kicked shin, he'd be all for stripping her down, but apparently we've not too many worries in this group. Everyone calm down and let's see what Cody there can do. Shit, I may have to feed her for free after this, just so she doesn't pass out again." As she spoke,she slowly siddled her way back behind the bar, not cause she was scared the woman was going to leap up and start biting, of course not, but cause she ...liked it behind the bar.
[2014/01/10 19:21:51] Cody McLane (codymclane): /me look up at the onlookers; "I think she just fainted. Can someone get me a rag soaked in water? I need to check where she hit the floor..." Cody feels the woman stirring and continues speaking to her; "You're gonna be OK, I don't think you hurt the floor much an' I don't think you're turning Zeke on us. My name is Cody, and I'll be your medic for this evening. I'm really pretty good at this stuff, and if I mess up - you'll never complain. So come on and show us those pretty eyes so we can all breathe a little easier..."
[2014/01/10 19:23:10] Sheri Bailey: /me sees the body start to twitch and jumps back, putting both hands tightly around her bat. "Drag it into the street, we can burn it before it goes all bitey!" She motions to Amy to grab one foot, and lets go of her bat with one hand, intending to grab the other.
[2014/01/10 19:27:27] Evelyn (Kol): /me 's eyes finally roll somewhat open though she still can't quite focus her vision. "Where am I?" She grumbled. "Who are you?" It was coming back to her in foggy pieces but not enough to make sense of. She tried to left her head but winced and inhaled a hiss, feeling the throbbing ache worse when she did, opting to gingerly lay her head back down.
[2014/01/10 19:28:02] Tara Lynn (tarlyn.dagger): /me just smiled over at Tre, offering a lift of her glass then returned her gaze to the fallen girl, a soft 'tsk' under her breath and as the comment of 'strip search' hit her mind again, she'd linger over the girl's appearance, consideringly. Lots to... take under advisement. Mouse's comments bringing another shake of her head, her voice lifted only enough to carry tot he seemingly panicked girl. "Let Cody there handle it for now, she seems to have a way with things..." Catching the name mention from Tre.
[2014/01/10 19:32:04] Cody McLane (codymclane): /me slips her hand gently to Evelyn's temples, helping to cushion her a bit while inspecting her skull for crepitation and depression spots. "Rest easy lady, I'm Cody and I've had some medic training. You just kinda dropped, and we were all scared shitless. Whats the last thing you had to eat or drink?" Cody continues to assess the woman as she begins to collect the basics of a History on her. Glancing over her shoulder at the bar, she asks again; "How about that wet rag?" Seeing that people are positioning themseves closer, she moves her torso over the woman, effectively shielding her with her body until everyone agrees that she's not Trning.
[2014/01/10 19:33:06] Amelia (isanaplacida): /me 's faint frown returned as she watched Tre head back behind the bar. She seemed confident in her sisters opinion, which might have relaxed her more if she knew her sister enough to share said confidence. So far, she was just a woman she'd waved at. The medic though, well her opinion helped a tiny bit, though she was still fully prepared to help mouse turn the womans head into a pinata. At Cody's request, she gave a small shrug as if to say 'sure', before turning back towards the bar as she opened her mouth to ask Tre for just that. The words never got out, however, as she heard Mouse yell about burning and bitey. Whipping back around, and fully expecting to see the woman trying to eat something, all she could do was blink and stare when she heard her speak,"Huh." She said after a moment, seeming a bit surprised to see that the woman was not, in fact, hungry for human flesh,"I think the barbecue will have to wait a bit" She added, this last bit directed at Mouse,"Yeah, guess not" She said with a nod, and
[2014/01/10 19:33:06] Amelia (isanaplacida): a shrug, to Cody before glancing back to Tre.
[2014/01/10 19:33:16] Sheri Bailey: /me slumps as the downed woman speaks and shoots her a disgusted look. Okay, fine, no zombie. "She could still get the fever, you know," she whispers hopefully.
[2014/01/10 19:34:20] Tre (tre.marjeta): /me turned and took a towel, not really a whole one, as most of her stuff was rags, but clean rags, as clean as she could keep them. She wet it in the lukewarm water, squeezing it out so she didn't drop all over the wood, and moved to take it over to Cody. She'd grin at Tara, totally relaxed now since it appeared it wasn't a walker in their midst, and the cloth would be offered. "I've an office upstairs, but nothing ot sit on or lay on yet. As she waited for the cloth to be taken, she sighed. "There'll be no lighting anyone on fire in the street, sheesh, you do that shit in the lower regions,let's keep this part clean as we can.." Yea, Tre was a lil bossy over the upper regions, but she'd lived her long enough to be a bit overly protective and bitchy about the street in front of her bar.
[2014/01/10 19:36:59] Sheri Bailey: /me had the decency to look a little bit ashamed at least, as she fixed her eyes on the floor, and scuffed her toe. "Just tryin' to be safe..." she muttered.
[19:39:18] Cody McLane (codymclane) takes the cloth greatfully with a mouthed "thanks" in Tre's direction bfore setting back to work. Gently, almost tenderly, she wipes down the womans face and then rolls the rag up before placing it as a compress on the back of her neck. "Sweetie, you're gonan be OK. You're down at the local bar...diner...something. You'd just walked in when you seemed like you's in distress and you fainted. " Cody leans back and looks her over; "Any better?"
[19:39:51] Tara Lynn (tarlyn.dagger) just shook her head, her lips parting to murmur "Why do you look disappointed that she's -not-turning? I'm rather pleased she's ok..." subsiding to quiet again, watching as Tre took the towel over to Cody, her eyes flicking about to watch the various reactions "I'm far more concerned about making sure she stays that way."
This jetty is just outside of Queenstown on Lake Wakatipu and to me, the Glenorchy/Paradise area is an absolute must see.
To keep a long story short, after photographing the landscape and a lot of running around and excuse-making, I finally jumped in. It was fall at the time in New Zealand and pretty windy, so needless the say the glacial water was a little chilly and the few people who were standing on the jetty who watched my whole ordeal pretty much all thought I was crazy. But a few had the decency to give me a cheer when I shivered my way out. =)
This image is made with Midjourney. When I tried to read the image back into Midjourney for use as character and style reference, it refused the image "due to image filters", meaning the nude elements in the picture do not pass Midjourney's standards on decency. This not only makes clear that Midjourney applies rigid, hopelessly outdated 19th, even 18th, century morals. But also that it applies double standards ("we output it for you, but we won't let you use it on our platform"). Not that I am so eager to output nudity, but it makes me wonder if I should look for another AI-platform. Any suggestions?
Today was a lovely trip out to see some old family friends of Laura's.
Her mum has known this couple since god was a boy, and more convivial and generous hosts you could not hope to find.
They live up in central Finland far north of Helsinki, and they are on a lakeside bordering a Finnish national park.
One of the treats today was a spell in a proper wood fired sauna. The one at home is ok, and the one in Laura's mum's building is much bigger and nicer, but this was the real deal.
To complete the authentic experience, one sits and sweats in the sauna, and then immediately hops into the lake. This seems utterly nonsensical until you actually try it, when everything crystallises into sense. I still wouldn't do it in January though!
On the grounds of moral decency however, I resisted a self portrait of my lithe and sculptured figure slipping bollock naked into a big lake. Instead, I offer you a shot from the day's end, just catching a beautiful silhouette of the family rowing boat. A lovely day indeed.
I took this photo during the protests last March. A lot has changed since then. The thugs have spoken.
What Scott Walker never understood was that when you threaten librarians, you don't just threaten librarians; you threaten their families, their friends and neighbors,and all the people who respect and rely on them for the services they provide. When you threaten teachers, you don't just threaten teachers and their families; you threaten the children they teach, their parents and grandparents and their friends. When you threaten other public employees, you don't just threaten them; you threaten the entire community. When you bust unions, you threaten all workers. And when you threaten to cut medical care for the poor and their children, you threaten the fabric of decency that holds our scoeity together.
It all adds up to a lot of people -- far more than the million who signed the recall petitions. Scott Walker takes comfort from the fact that (slightly) more people voted for him than signed the petitions. He shouldn't. After all, far more people voted for California Gov. Gray Davis than signed petitions to recall him, but he lost the recall election to Arnold Schwarzenegger nevertheless.
Scott Walker still doesn't understand, but he will eventually. There are just too many thugs.
I fly at speeds that make multi-billion dollar fighter jets look useless. At speeds like this, a jump across town should be a joke. Yet this wasn't enough. By the time I was on scene, the damage had been done. I saw the small white car, it's entire front completely unrecognizable from whatever it used to look like. The worst part though had to be the interior. It wasn't how it looked, it was what was inside it. A body, bloodied and devoid of a beating heart. This poor man never had a chance. A look to my left showed me why he was doomed from the start. This giant, hideous SUV in the middle of the road, the only noticeable damage to it being a lost headlight. And even then this rolling offense to decency was nothing compared to the "man" driving it. He wore a sleeveless leather jacket and cargo shorts hanging low. And all he could do was look at the $100 worth of damage on his car, paying no mind to the fact that he just outright murdered a man. Any sense of urgency, concern or distress wasn't aimed to the man in the slightest. Disgusted, I asked him if he ANY pity whatsoever. All he did was yell at me for not being here sooner. Hearing sirens in the distance, I decided I had enough. I flew off to the only place on this planet were I have any peace...
Elliot (blushes): “Err… I’ve got Sybil. And weren’t you in love with that Anissa? I bet you can’t wait to get a chance to work with her again in a photo shoot you drag me into with you again.” (shows his tongue to Ben)
Ben (laughingly puts his bass guitar down): “Ha-hah! I still am interested in her. (face goes serious) You don’t wanna do any more jewelry photo shoots then?”
Elliot (shakes his head): “No.”
Ben (staidly): “I totally understand. I mean, it pays so little that it doesn’t even cover a subway ticket to the scene. And it’s so difficult to pose still for a few seconds, isn’t it? I got cramps and blisters, and you ran off ‘cause they hadn’t given you any toilet breaks all day. And especially with your face and body… Nah, you’d better stick to singing. I’m glad you at least had the decency to wear a loose T-shirt and a big sweater to yesterday’s photo shoot – you’re so fat and ugly. Who would buy anything looking at that?” (stares at Elliot’s tight muscles astonished)
Elliot: “Are you jealous? (grumpily) Don’t. You wouldn’t wanna swap bodies with me, trust me.”
Ben: “See, I’ve got these big hands and feet, fat around my body and a face like a grizzly bear’s. You have nothing extra. Zero! On the contrary, I think you’ve lost weight lately… You have cheekbones to cut glass and a head full of hair…“
Elliot (interrupting): “That’s just looks that fade and can be deceptive.” (shrugs)
Ben: “And you’ve got a poster on your wall of naked Kumi Callaghan-West that quotes her saying something like, ‘use it before you lose it,’ referring to her looks. You gotta make the most of it, dude. Seriously, you look like a brunette version of James Dean! Chicks fall down at your feet! You would make a fine model, you know. And I say this as a straight man… Which reminds me, I actually asked Anissa for a date last night. We’re going to the movies tonight, and I’ll let her pick the film… It’s probably gonna be some brainless chick-flick, but I don’t care for as long as the back row is empty, if you know what I mean…” (raises eyebrows up smiling goofily)
Elliot (rolls eyes): “Good for you… until I tell her what you just said about Abigail.”
Ben (smiles smugly): “Hah! It doesn’t matter since I don’t actually date her yet. And I don’t even know yet if it will become serious between me and her. Going for a date with her doesn’t mean that I can’t appreciate other kind of beauty around me. I’m a free agent, me. But you, dude, you’re under Sybil’s strict supervision. How does it feel to be on the leash?”
Elliot (rolls eyes again): “You’re such a kid…”
Ben (grins): “Maybe. I’m a fat and ugly kid, but at least I’m not on anybody’s leash.“
Elliot (smirks slightly): “You ain’t ugly. I don’t call you Boniface for nothin’. Gym helps if you wanna lose weight. Not sure if it would fix your sarcy attitude, though.”
G-Print. Impossible to copy.
Since 1975.
1975. Bell-bottoms, disco, seaweed wallpaper in shades of brown, hair, a lot of hair, afros on every- body and voluptuous sideburns, roller-skates, Led Zeppelin. Coffee and oil is very expensive. The first disposable razor. Ali beats Frazier in the “Thrilla in Manilla”, The King is alive and kicking in Vegas and the king of Sweden is yet to be married. Gerald Ford is president in the USA, Brezhnev in the USSR. It’s the year when General Franco dies and Angelina Jolie and Tiger Woods are born.
Despite an oil crisis and prolonged recession, 1975 was a carefree time with more solutions than problems. A dualistic era where the colourful visions from the 60’s still lived but popular culture interpreted those visions in darker Kodachromatic tones. It was decency and decadence. It was the birth of the peace- and environmentalist movements, amidst a full-blown cold war.
Also, in 1975 a new paper is born – G-Print.
Since then, for 35 years, G-Print’s been loved for its overall quality and consistency by merchants and printers alike. And most importantly there’s been no significant changes in paper properties over all those years. This equals 35 years of perfection for a paper and a paper production process that is, “Impossible to copy”.
In this boxed DM, distributed to 20.000 paper clients all over Europe, Arctic Paper, the owner of G-Print, push the “Impossible to copy” message via an anachronistic box including mini examples of paper applications. A mini DM, a mini cookbook, a mini Magazine and a mini Poster and Map. All showcasing classics from 1975. Not very incidentally, just like G-Print.
WALMART WORKERS, TAXPAYERS ARRESTED CALLING FOR WALMART OWNERS TO STOP ROBBING AMERICA
Group calls on Walton family to stop taking advantage of taxpayer programs to support low-wage model & instead, pay workers $15 an hour and provide full-time work
If the Waltons fail to respond, protestors promise to return to Walmart stores on Black Friday
New York and Washington, DC – Forty-two Walmart workers and their supporters were arrested today calling on Walmart’s owners to stop robbing workers a fair wage and passing the bill on to taxpayers. Without a public commitment from the Waltons to raise pay at Walmart, the group refused to disperse, shutting down Park Avenue in front of Alice Walton’s new penthouse in New York and K Street in front of the Walton Family Foundation in DC. Last year, Walmart’s former CEO confirmed that the majority of Walmart workers are paid less than $25,000 a year.
“My grandkids go hungry because of low pay at Walmart,” said Sandra Sok, a Walmart worker in Phoenix. “I’ll do whatever it takes to make these billionaires and Walmart see what they’re doing to our families.”
“We are tired of seeing the Waltons enjoy every luxury this world can offer while the workers that build their wealth are unable to pay their bills,” said Interfaith Worker Justice Executive Director Kim Bobo. “Income inequality will only be addressed when the Waltons and Walmart provide fair pay and regular hours to their workers. I’m here today taking a stand for Walmart workers, and I’ll be back on Black Friday with thousands of others who have had enough of Walmart’s destruction of the American Dream.”
Before the arrests, the group delivered a petition signed by workers from 1,710 of Walmart stores in all 50 states. The petition calls on Walmart to publicly commit raise pay to $15 an hour and provide consistent, full-time hours. The actions today follow protests yesterday in Phoenix, AZ, where Walmart associates and community members delivered the petition to Walmart chair Rob Walton.
“The Waltons have made it impossible for me to get ahead and make sure my daughter goes to bed in a warm home,” said Fatmata Jabbie,a Walmart worker who delivered the petition to the Walton Family Foundation in Washington, DC. “The Waltons can choose to turn things around and stop robbing working Americans like me who just want to raise our families. We need $15 an hour and consistent full-time work—now.”
The Walton family, which controls the Walmart empire, is the richest family in the U.S.—with the wealth of 43% of American families combined. While many Walmart workers are unable to feed and clothe their families on their pay of less than $25,000 a year, the Walton family takes in $8.6 million a day in Walmart dividends alone to build on its $150 billion in wealth. Walmart brings in $16 billion in annual profits.
“Right now, corporate profits are at an all-time high while wages are lower than any time since 1948,” said Rep. Grijalva. “Walmart alone rakes in $16 billion a year while enjoying $8 billion in tax breaks and subsidies, but refuses to pay employees enough to put food on the table or clothes on their back. Many of their employees are forced to rely on taxpayer-funded programs, meaning the American taxpayers are paying for the Walton family’s refusal to pay a decent wage. It’s time to end this scam, and ensure all workers have the decency of a livable wage and full-time work.”
Walmart workers depend on food stamps and other taxpayer-supported programs to support their families. Walmart—the standard-setter for jobs in the retail industry—has created a norm of erratic, part-time scheduling that is keeping workers from getting the hours they need, holding down second jobs, arranging child care, going to school or managing health conditions.
The protests today come at a time when OUR Walmart members have made significant strides creating change at the country’s largest employer. OUR Walmart member Richard Reynoso, who sent a letter to Walmart about the new dress code policy, not only pushed the company to live up to its Buy America commitment with the new vests; his manager gave him full-time hours in response to his concerns about affording new clothing on his low pay. OUR Walmart members have had similar hours victories—through petitions and meetings with managers—in the San Francisco Bay Area, Dallas, Florida, Southern California, Louisiana and Chicago. Walmart improved its pregnancy policy recently after OUR Walmart members, who are also shareholders, submitted a resolution to the company about its pregnancy policy. And, responding to OUR Walmart members’ growing calls on the retailer to improve access to hours, Walmart rolled out a new system nationwide that allows workers to sign up for open shifts in their stores online.
Background
A report released earlier this year by Americans for Tax Fairness showed that by dodging taxes, exploiting loopholes and taking advantage of taxpayer subsidies, Walmart and the Waltons received an estimated $7.8 billion in tax breaks and subsidies in 2013. And while many taxpayers struggle to stretch paychecks, the richest family in the country has avoided an estimated $3 billion in taxes by using specialized trusts to dodge estate taxes.
National public policy organization Demos released a report this year showing low-pay and erratic scheduling keep millions of hard-working Americans—particularly women—near poverty. The report finds that establishing a new wage floor equivalent to $25,000 per year for fulltime, year round work at retail companies employing at least 1,000 workers would improve the lives of more than 3.2 million female retail workers and lift 900,000 women and their families directly out of poverty or near poverty.
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LEGAL DISCLAIMER: UFCW and OUR Walmart have the purpose of helping Wal-Mart employees as individuals or groups in their dealings with Wal-Mart over labor rights and standards and their efforts to have Wal-Mart publically commit to adhering to labor rights and standards. UFCW and OUR Walmart have no intent to have Walmart recognize or bargain with UFCW or OUR Walmart as the representative of Walmart employees.
Restoring some modicum of decency to her Photostream, we see a fully clothed Joni pausing to strike a pose before heading out on Friday evening for a second evening at the Savoy Lounge. This purple paisley dress seemed to engender a number of favorable comments during this series of photos documenting Joni's week in Orlando, so back by popular demand is Joni in her purple paisley dress! . . . It's one of her favorites!
A couple (Dick Van Dyke, Debbie Reynolds), on the doorstep of middle-age and the ground floor of the upper-middle class, suddenly find that their once-sturdy marriage seems to be crumbling for reasons they can't quite understand. Friends and marriage counselors, most of them with the best of intentions, offer advice, but their attempts to follow it only make things worse, and before you know it, they're getting divorced.
There are some genuinely sharp moments in the script by Norman Lear (based on a story by Robert Kaufman), and plenty of funny ones, but there is also Lear's tendency to underline everything three times and then have the actors yell so he can be sure you got the point. His partner, Bud Yorkin, had the same tendencies as a director, so even some genuinely witty ideas are stretched out beyond their shelf life.
As was usual with Lear/Yorkin productions, what saves things are the cast. Van Dyke and Reynolds weren't shattering their "nice" images in this film, they were playing nice people in the sort of messy situations that nice people find themselves in out in the real world, and one of the pleasant surprises is that they convince you of the bone-deep decency of the characters they're playing. And the supporting cast is equally good; Jason Robards and Jean Simmons as a divorced couple looking to get her married off so she can live the good life on someone's money besides his, Van Johnson as a good-hearted but terminally dull car dealer that Reynolds dates after the break-up, and Joe Flynn and Emmaline Henry as the Best Friends who unintentionally contribute to the break-up. Special mention also for Shelley Berman and Dick Gautier as the divorce lawyers who couldn't really care less about their respective clients, Lee Grant as a tart-tongued call-girl, and Tim Matheson and Gary Goetzman as the couple's sons, who seem to take their parents divorce much more in stride than their mom and dad . . .
There was a lot of great talent behind the camera as well; Conrad Hall's photography is rich and subtle (I'm rather more impressed with his work on this film than his flashier lensing of In Cold Blood the same year). Edward Stephenson's sets and Bob Mackie's costumes beautifully fix the socio-economic status of the characters (prosperous but not rich, reasonably stylish but hardly cutting-edge) without any attempts to skewer them. Ferris Webster's editing helps smooth out the bumps in the director's faulty sense of timing, and Dave Grusin's score incorporates a lot of classic and jazz influences and deploys them with a reasonable amount of comic skill.
Certainly, there are elements of this film that seem dated now ( a few years later, California, like many states thereafter, adopted no-fault divorce laws that, among other things, speeded up the process of getting divorce considerably; no more waiting a year for the divorce to become final). What hasn't changed, though, are some of the things that push people to divorce, and the sense of sadness and desolation that can accompany even the most sensible breakups. That's not going to change as long as people still fall in love and get married . . .
10/06/2015, Las Palmas de Gran Canaria, Canary Islands, Spain.
Keel laid on 26/11/2002, launched on 21/02/2003, & completed on 31/03/2003, by Hyundai, Ulsan, South Korea (1450)
41,078 g.t., 48,923 dwt., & 3,607 teu,
launched as:
'Northern Decency', completed as:
'Potomac Bridge', to 2006,
'MSC Vienna' to 2016, &
'Northern Decency' since.
I just found out today, that some of my pictures are used very widely in the internet, without linking back to the original. Some were even in commercial use, as in, for sale.
I really don't know how that makes me feel.. It makes me feel sick, gutted and quite frankly, mad.
Aye, they weren't able to get the large size photo and aye, most of them had still my signature visible on them. But some people had actually tried to remove my sig and were offering a "full size" picture upload of a very bad quality.
There's actually no reason to be happy about being explored, it just exposes your pictures to even wider range of thieves, those shitty little people who are not good enough to do their own photography and end stealing from others. I wish they get a rash! On their face!
There's no such thing as common courtesy in the internet, I know that. This is a no man's land and the laws of nothing rule here. And I guess it's totally futile to even hope, that people would have some honesty and decency.
Aye, I know, a long rant.. But it was shocking to see how much pilfering there is going on in the world of photography in the internet. I always knew it happens, but to this scale? I feel sorry for those who do really amazing work, they must be targeted so often like this. And I really started to feel for the musicians who are getting pirated regularly. Piracy is a crime, be it photos or music. Just so sad there's nothing one can really do about it, apart from quit internet all together...
/rant off
Try this with your own most popular shots:
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“A seaside town in France is clamping down on tourists who venture beyond the sand in their swimsuits.
“A little restraint, please!” Yannick Moreau, the mayor of Les Sables d’Olonne, pleaded on social media last week to the flocks of mostly French tourists who visit each summer.
Mr. Moreau said in an interview that the behavior had become more prevalent in recent years: Visitors leave the beach and walk into the town’s markets, grocery stores and restaurants in their bathing suits. He has seen enough.
“If you go to a market to buy local food — fruits, vegetables, meat — you cannot be half-naked with hair falling onto vegetables,” he said, adding, “It’s a matter of decency.” NY Times
Ok, before I get into this, let me preface by saying it has been a long week. I am fairly worn out and as such perhaps a bit more grumpy and rant-prone than usual. ;-) But nonetheless, what I am about to rant about is behavior that has bugged me for a little while now, I generally just don't pay much attention to it. At the same time, it is behavior I don't understand, at least fully, so I am willing to hear counter arguments to my following rant. If you disagree, please speak up, argue your point, let us have a discussion. A side rant of mine is I tend to enjoy too little discussion on here, but that is beside the point.
One rant at a time. :-p
So here goes. What gives with photographers who believe they need to keep places all "secret"? I see this most often with landscape photographers. They will go off to a place, generally one that is hardly undiscovered, and come back from it with their photos which they will gladly share, and often boast of, but will make sure to mention that it is their "secret" location. Now, I am not talking about the habit of not including location data, I mean, I don't always post where a photo is. Generally this is because it is not anywhere specific or I don't know how to describe where it is. Such as with some of my photos of the Palouse. Sure I could get down the map and scour it for 30 minutes finding the exact coordinates of where I took that photo. But I don't. If someone asks, I will try to give them as good of directions as possible.
So I understand the lack of location data. Rather, what makes me scratch my head a bit is photographers who go out of their way to brag about how a location is secret and they are not telling.
I mean, why? Really?
In a sense it always makes me wonder if the photographer is a little insecure about their own abilities, isn't this generally why one boasts? Because they feel some need to impress others by letting everyone know how special they are? Ok, maybe I am being a bit harsh. Maybe. Told you I was feeling rant-prone.
Insecure or not, I think it is kind of bad form and etiquette. If you don't want to share where a place is, I guess that is your decision, but bragging about your secret spot is a bit over the top.
And then there are those photographers who make full use of places like Flickr or Photo.net to locate spots that others have shot, asking questions on where locations are and such, and then refuse to share that information themselves. Kind of self-serving and selfish. I had a customer in the store once who was talking about how foolish most Flickr photographers were to share so much information, that he did not post because he did not want people to know where his favorite spots were, but he did like to get on there now and then to see where everyone else was going and thought it a good use for that. He was a bit of an arrogant scumbag too. But perhaps that is beside the point.
So the question I keep coming back to is, why? What is the reasoning behind this behavior? Are they afraid others will get down there and steal their photos? Can you really steal a photo? If so then perhaps the problem doesn't lie with the availability of info on where that location is, but rather with your own ability to be creative. And I think that gets to one of the hearts of the matter. With so many landscape photographers out there, many areas get saturated in terms of how often they get photographed, and so the competitive nature (another silly piece of behavior) drives photographers to not only range farther afield to "new" areas but to try and hide that info from other photographers so they cannot get out there and make their own pictures.
I have two responses to that. First, I have a whole series of the St. Johns Bridge created over several years. I find that I take my best and most creative photos in the places I am most familiar with, that I have visited the most. Sure I get nice photos in new places too, but those pictures tend to be based on experience I have gained experimenting in those places familiar with me.
And second, I learn a lot more from seeing others photograph in a place I have been to, than I could hope to on my own. What I mean is, by seeing how others photograph the Palouse, or Painted Hills or the Alvord Desert I learn about other comps, conditions, techniques. Way more than I ever probably would have on my own. So in the long run it is a benefit to myself to share that info and encourage others to those spots to photograph their own perceptions. At least that is how I think about it.
Now to be fair I have heard a good argument or two for keeping locations secret, but these tend to be the incredibly small minority. One was a photographer who was taking pictures of a Mennonite community in New England. He did not want to share the location of this rural community because he did not want photographers bum-rushing out there to take photographic advantage of this quiet community of people. I can appreciate him trying to protect them while still trying share their experience with the world. The second good excuse involved the Boiler Bay headlands along the Oregon coast because the popular trail to the coast involved crossing private property, specifically someone's front yard. Most photographers will behave themselves, nonetheless I probably would not appreciate a flood of photographers sneaking across my front lawn all the time in the pre-dawn darkness. Now an alternate route has been laid out that avoids the property and respects these people's privacy much better.
But that is about it, at least that I can think of.
I dunno, I struggle with this one, because on one hand I really don't care much. To each their own, or such. But on the other hand, it also strikes me as bad etiquette which can lead to bad habits and the teaching of. But even more so than that, because I think allowing yourself to fall into that trap of location hoarding is not a healthy perspective for a good photographer. I think it is a symptom of some underlying problem. I am not a psychiatrist though. Imagine that though, photographic psychiatry!
Anyway, as I was saying, if you think the success of your photos relies on you hiding where you take them, then you probably are not a terribly good photographer. Perhaps competent, maybe even good, but probably not great. Because a great photographer isn't limited by his location, secret or not, he carries all the secrets of his or her success with them. They are called vision and imagination. Between those two things, they make secret locations irrelevant. In my opinion.
So my advice to all you location hoarders? Don't. It's ok. Share information, encourage those around you to go there and shoot. Help them get better because by doing so, they will help you get better too. It is not a contest, nor should you feel like you can be collecting these spots. And if you do insist on keeping your secret locations, don't show us photos of them. Keep them secret. It is mildly obnoxious to dangle them in front of us and not be willing to share where they are. Chances are, somebody else already knows anyway. You probably were not the first one there. In fact, that is almost certainly the case. And if you still insist on going this far, then at least have the decency to stop taking advantage of other photographers who are willing to share their information. Because that is just selfish and I am out of excuses for you at this point.
Ok, wow, that really was quite a rant. Have not done that in a while.
So to sum all this up, let me just say this one last thing, sort of as the icing on the cake. That is, I have a lot of serious thoughts on photography, but I try not to take any of them too seriously. Even this rant. Sure, it was worth the twenty minutes of typing to put it out there, but at the same time, it really is not that important because I am going to keep doing what I do, in a way that I feel good about doing it. And all the location-hoarders in the world cannot affect that.
This shot by the way was sunrise at a super ultra secret location called Hug Point along the Oregon Coast just south of Cannon Beach. Don't bother to ask me where it is, I'm not telling. :-P I visited here back in February with Aaron (who got really wet), Andrew (who makes awesome videos) and Danielle (whose pinhole is present in this frame if you look hard enough).
ROMA ARCHEOLOGICA & RESTAURO ARCHITETTURA 2022. Gualtieri finisce sul Nyt: L'eterna crisi dei rifiuti a Roma ha unito il declino urbano, con i cinghiali nel centro storico. Gualtieri poco o nessun progresso; in: NEW YORK TIMES & La Repubblica (29-30/08/2021) (testo integrale).Vedi anche: il sindaco Marino e il degrado di Roma; in: Nyt (22/07/2015). wp.me/pbMWvy-36x
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--- RARA 2022. Roberto Gualtieri - Sindaco di Roma / Er Monnezzaro = Disservizi + Immondizia + Degrado + Cinghiali + Incendio (21/10/2021 - 21/10/2022). Fonte: ROMATODAY (06/09/2022). www.romatoday.it/social/segnalazioni/degrado-urbano/
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1). ROMA - Gualtieri finisce sul New York Times: "Mentre Roma brucia (o almeno i suoi rifiuti), un sindaco osa sognare."La Repubblica (30/08/2021).
Il quotiano statunitense dedica un articolo all'immondizia della capitale, all'Ama ma soprattutto al sindaco che vuole il termovalorizzatore, "sicuro che qualcosa cambierà"
Un sindaco a Roma "osa sognare". Così definisce gli incubi di Roberto Gualtieri un lungo articolo uscito New York Times di Jason Horowitz. Che pubblica online foto di e dei suoi cassonetti carbonizzati oltre alla foto del sindaco alla scrivania assorto a guardare i fogli del progetto sul termovalorizzatore.
Foto: Nyt (30/08/2022).
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"Da anni ormai" si legge sul Nyt, "nulla simboleggia la caduta di Roma più della sua crisi dei rifiuti. Un serraglio di cinghiali, gabbiani violenti e ratti si riunisce per banchettare con i detriti della capitale". "E proprio quando sembrava che la puzza dei rifiuti di Roma non potesse peggiorare, una disputa sulla costruzione di un nuovo inceneritore per la città è emersa come motivo di un ammutinamento politico che ha fatto cadere il governo Draghi a luglio". Poche righe a riassumere l'effetto domino catastrofico.
Ma ecco che qui arriva Gualtieri: "Formalmente il motivo sono io", avrebbe dichiarato lasciando trapelare un tono sorpreso, ingenuo, al limite del compiaciuto.
Il quotidiano lo descrive come "un veterano della politica di sinistra", un uomo che "con l'autorità di accelerare la costruzione di un impianto di termovalorizzazione dei rifiuti per Roma da circa 600 milioni di euro, spera di avere successo dove altri hanno fallito". In fondo, avrebbe aggiunto il primo cittadino, "non si tratta di scienza missilistica. È solo spazzatura".
Foto: Nyt (30/08/2022).
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Roma e New York svettano nella classifica delle città più sporche del mondo, un gemellaggio tossico. E se anche il Nyt dipinge il sindaco che osa sognare, lo fa su uno sfondo di rifiuti in fiamme, autobus che si auto-incendiano, buche "profonde come pozzi d'acqua, una "giungla dove mancano solo i boa costrittori" e una miriade di "altre indecenze". Come Malagrotta. Il sindaco, dice e non dice, che "c'è una cospirazione per fermare me" e il progetto.
L'articolo ricorda quindi che Gualtieri però "in qualità di ex ministro dell'Economia, ha contribuito personalmente a ottenere miliardi di euro di fondi dell'Unione Europea per l'Italia, con una fetta significativa per Roma. E ha già avuto successo nell'attrarre investitori privati per finanziare il nuovo inceneritore". Insomma, "il problema non è il denaro".
E mentre Roma è costretta a spedire i suoi rifiuti a costi elevati in impianti fuori città, "in quello che secondo Gualtieri è un salasso per le sue risorse, un contributo all'inquinamento e forse un favore agli interessi di elementi della malavita (...), la sfida più grande per ripulire Roma potrebbe essere la città stessa". Anche se i romani tendono ad avere "comportamenti non corretti" quando si tratta di buttare la spazzatura.
"I ristoranti spesso riempiono i bidoni riservati ai cittadini. I cittadini reagiscono mettendo in equilibrio i sacchetti dell'immondizia sopra i cassonetti come giocassero a Jenga".
Ed è qui che il sindaco sogna. Sogna una revisione dell'Ama e sogna che i rifiuti brucino in fiamme lecite. Sempre che i Cinque Stelle smettano di opporsi adducendo "motivi ambientali, e considerandolo un ipocrita". Perché "egli" sostiene che il termovalorizzatore "migliorerà Roma e sarà redditizio, un incentivo per gli investitori a entrare nel progetto. Una nuova età dell'oro". I sogni d'oro del sindaco di Roma.
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--- La Repubblica (30/08/2021).
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2). ROME - As Rome Burns (or at Least Its Garbage), a Mayor Dares to Dream. Could a solution to Rome’s perpetual trash crisis really be in sight? Mayor Roberto Gualtieri would like to think so. NEW YORK TIMES (29/08/2021).
ROME — For years now, nothing has symbolized the fall of Rome more than its garbage crisis. A trash menagerie of wild boars, violent sea gulls and rats convene to feast on the capital’s overflowing debris. Early this summer, a spate of suspicious blazes at garbage plants and scrapyards — literal dumpster fires — darkened the skies, choked the air, and raised the specter of arson and organized crime.
Then, when it seemed the stench of Rome’s garbage troubles could get no worse, a dispute over building a new incinerator for the city emerged as the stated reason for a political mutiny that brought down the national unity government of Prime Minister Mario Draghi in July.
On the day of the revolt, as he monitored the unfolding political drama from his office overlooking the Roman forum, Rome’s mayor, Roberto Gualtieri, seemed bemused by the role he and his city’s garbage problem had played in the government’s unexpected collapse. “Formally, the reason is me,” he said.
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At least Mr. Gualtieri, a veteran of leftist politics, emerged from the wreckage with the authority to fast track the building of a roughly 600 million euro, or about $601 million, waste-to-energy plant for Rome, which he hopes will allow him to succeed where others had failed.
“It is not rocket science,” he said. “It’s garbage.”
But garbage, and the degradation of Rome that it symbolizes, is a force not to be taken lightly. Even in an oft-sacked city that has seen it all over the centuries, where people have more recently grown accustomed to self-immolating buses, potholes as deep as water wells and myriad other indignities, the garbage — pervasive, pungent and unrelenting — has become the true metric of Rome’s decline.
Since Rome closed its sprawling Malagrotta landfill, among Europe’s largest, as an environmental disaster in 2013, trash has overwhelmed two mayors, including Mr. Gualtieri’s predecessor, Virginia Raggi of the Five Star Movement, the party that touched off the rebellion that brought down the national government.
In 2018, prosecutors sequestered the landfill — owned by a businessman dubbed “er monnezzaro,” or King of Garbage — for failing to contain its toxic spillage. No actual garbage has been dumped there for years, but its treatment plant was still being used to process up to 1,500 tons of garbage a day, before being shipped elsewhere.
Foto: La Repubblica (12/08/2022).
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That is, before it went up in flames this summer.
“An enormous plume, gray,” Luigi Palumbo, the court-appointed manager of the landfill, said as he recalled the toxic blaze and cloud that closed nearby preschools and summer camps and laced parts of central Rome with an acrid odor.
“It’s unknown where it started,” he said as he approached the plant, its concrete scorched and its melted aluminum panels hanging over the building like carpets hung out to dry.
He turned to a burned heap of garbage that had been inside the plant. It was filled with thousands of scorched and bulging plastic bags, melted plastic fruit crates, stray cloths and tires and cans. It, too, has now been sequestered as evidence — but of what, no one seems quite sure.
The Malagrotta blaze was not an isolated incident, but one of a rash of trash fires that broke out around the city this summer.
Mayor Gualtieri sought to sidestep the theory that “there is a conspiracy to stop me,” and his incinerator, by preserving a system in which myriad players, some of them shadowy, profited from Rome’s garbage crisis. But, he added, “of course you consider this possibility, how was it possible this really is happening exactly when we are trying to …” Then he stopped himself.
He noted a well-established connection between waste management and criminal enterprises. Experts had determined it was “not self-combustion,” he said. “So that was man made.”
And it has exacerbated Rome’s already noxious disposal problem.
Rome now has to ship its garbage at high cost to plants outside the city, in what Mr. Gualtieri said was a drain on its resources, a contributor to pollution and possibly a favor to the interests of underworld elements who benefit from Rome’s sanitation paralysis.
But while prosecutors continue to investigate the fires, the greatest challenge to cleaning up Rome may be the city itself.
Rome had “little sense of responsibility for its own garbage, because it’s always thought that public things, being public, belong to no one,” said Paola Ficco, an environmental lawyer who edits Rifiuti, or Waste, a journal about laws regarding garbage. “And we forget that, being public, it’s all of ours.”
In the meantime, she added, Rome was a mess, with high grass and garbage everywhere. “It’s a jungle,” she said. “Only boa constrictors are missing. Then we’ll have it all.”
Mr. Gualtieri, himself a Roman, acknowledged that his city bred unique character traits. Romans tended to have “behaviors that we find that are not good,” he said, when it came to throwing out the garbage.
Restaurants often loaded up bins reserved for the public. The public had a tendency to respond to the packed bins by balancing trash bags on top of them, like a vile Jenga game, or throwing garbage at their sides, forming archipelagos of uncollected trash that attracted all sorts of interesting fauna.
But even while the burned plant remains out of commission, the mayor is confident that the new incinerator, on which construction is set to begin next year, and the introduction of tougher fines for a variety of infractions would create a more civilized Roman context. Within it, he said, Romans would become “more sensible about doing their part” and give “the best and not the worst.”
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As a former economy minister, he had personally helped procure billions of euros in European Union funds for Italy, with a significant chunk for Rome and other plants in the city’s waste plan. He spoke of an additional 1.4 billion euros from the Italian government to help prepare for pilgrims visiting the city and the Vatican during the 2025 Holy Year as if it were a done deal. And he already had success in attracting private investors to finance the new incinerator.
“Money is not the problem,” he said.
The system is.
The mayor presented an organizational chart of AMA, a company that, among other things, manages collection of solid waste in Rome, and of which the city is the sole shareholder. He said that under previous administrations, AMA had changed chief executive officers five times in seven years, had become inflated with patronage jobs and had directed the majority of resources to garbage collection areas where it was not needed. Last winter, Rome paid bonuses to its workers just to show up for work during Christmas time.
“This is a joke,” he said. “This should be studied in university, what you should not do.” Overhauling AMA was a part of the mayor’s three-phase plan to clean up the city.
He said the city will have actually hired about 650 people by the end of the year to clean the streets while cracking down on an army of loafers. Officials had begun conducting thousands of checks on employees who perpetually present doctors’ notes certifying that they can only do desk work.
“You can see people heal,” the mayor said of the spot checks. “Miracles.”
In the second stage, within two years, the city would put new dumpsters on Rome’s streets, and a third phase would begin in 2025, toward the end of his five-year term, when the waste-to-energy incinerator is expected to come on line.
When he campaigned for the job, Mr. Gualtieri said he did not think such a plant would be necessary and that he would improve things by Christmas. He said that it was only when he took office that he understood the mind-boggling reality of Rome’s garbage. His critics, chief among them Five Star, which opposed the new incinerator on environmental grounds, consider him a hypocrite.
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But, as summer vacation ends and the city fills back up with Romans and their trash, he argues the waste-to-energy incinerator will improve Rome’s environment and be profitable, an incentive he said for investors to get in on the ground floor.
All of Rome, he insisted, was on the brink of a new Golden Age.
“I can tell you why,” he said, anticipating the natural Roman skepticism and calling Rome an undervalued asset. “It has a lot of margin for improvements.”
Fonte / source:
--- NEW YORK TIMES (29/08/2021).
www.nytimes.com/2022/08/29/world/europe/rome-garbage-fire...
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--- ROMA ARCHEOLOGICA & RESTAURO ARCHITETTURA 2022: Il degrado di Roma sul New York Times: Marino più interessato ai ricchi stranieri che ai cittadini, THE NEW YORK TIMES (22|07|2015), p. A4; LA REPUBBLICA & Forexinfo.it (23|07|2015).
ROME — The grass in some public parks sways knee high. Disgruntled subway workers have slowed service to a crawl. Fire has rendered the city’s largest airport crammed and chaotic. The arrests of public officials pile up, revealing mob infiltration of the city government.
It all adds up to what Romans call “degrado” — the degradation of services, buildings and their standard of living — and the general sense that their ancient city, even more than usual, is falling apart.
Not all those troubles are necessarily the fault of Mayor Ignazio Marino, a former surgeon whose own integrity remains unblemished. But, strangely enough, in Rome, his decency is not necessarily seen as part of the solution, either.
Fonte/source:
--- THE NEW YORK TIMES (22|07|2015), p. A4.
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I'm probably in the minority in my opinion, but this is the best adaptation of Choderos de Laclos' 1782 novel of emotional and sexual brutality among the French upper classes. Any adaptation of the material lives or dies by the casting of Merteuil and Valmont, and in Jeanne Moreau and Gerard Phillipe, the people behind this film hit the jackpot. Moreau brings all of the necessary shadings of cruelty, pride, cunning, and beneath that, loneliness and fear, that makes the character complelling. Philippe similarly is good at finding the human being behind the shiny scales of Valmont's surface, and he makes the 180-degree character twist, when the seemingly-heartless Valmont falls like a ton of bricks for the kindly Madame Tourvel, seem almost convincing.
Tourvel was played by Annette Stroyberg, the second, and least known, wife of director Roger Vadim, and she gave the character a dignity and bearing that Michelle Pfeiffer couldn't in the 1989 film version, and when the character cracks at the end of the film, she will break your heart.
The most controversial twist in the screenplay that Vadim wrote with Roger Vailland and Claude Brule was to make Merteuil and Valmont, ex-lovers in the original book, into a married couple. Peronally, I have no particular problem with the idea; upper-class marriages are often more about money and social position than love. Also, the film suggests that Merteuil, a bundle of ambition and pride, does lover her husband, but is also determined to prove to him that she can be as cynical and sophisticated about love and sex as he is--more so, in fact. The disastrous set of circumstances she eventually sets in motion results from his sudden announcement that he, the man who dragged her into this ugly arrangement, is suddenly above such behavior. He essentially destroyed her, and she is going to destroy him.
The supporting cast is strong as well. Jeanne Valerie is Cecile, strong-armed by her parents into an engagement to the latest of Merteuil's lovers (Nicolas Vogel), who commits the unpardonable offense of dumping her before she dumps him. Wanting revenge, she enlists Valmont to seduce her, a seduction that is more akin to rape than anything else, then encouraging the young woman to carry on with Valmont while doing her best to alienate the affections of the struggling student (Jean-Louis Trintignant--an appropriate bundle of nerves, pride, and vulnerable self-esteem) that the young woman really loves. Madeline Lambert and Simone Renant are both appealing as the mothers of Madame Trouvel and Cecile, and Boris Vian, the novelist and musician, has a small but poignant role as a friend of Merteuil's who stumblingly confesses love to her (she warns him off--one of her rare moments of unalloyed decency).
Vadim shot the movie almost in the manner of film noir, which seems appropriate, given the nasty behavior on display here, and he is helped in establishing that atmosphere by Marcel Grignon's dark, silky photography. Gladys de Segonzac makes the characters looks appropriately chic (you get the feeling that many unfortunate women have cut themselves on the razor-sharp creases in Valmont's trousers), and finally, one should say something about Thelonious Monk's wonderful score; spare, witty, and quietly meloncholy, the voice of a distant God looking down on his creations with bleak amusement and great sorrow.
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Dry Creek Falls, Cascade Locks, Columbia Gorge, Oregon
My Sis and I took advantage of the cold weather this weekend and visited several waterfalls. Dry Creek Falls was our last stop and the temperature gauge registered a frigid 19 degrees. It was breathtaking to be in such a wintery wonderland. There was a little bit of snow up here but most of it was ice.
Happy Waterfall Wednesday Everybody!
I also paid a visit to one of my favorite wooden overpasses today. Usually I compose my pictures here so you don't see any of the junk people have tossed onto the tracks, but I guess today I felt like doing something different. That white microwave appears to be a fairly recent addition to the mess of old TVs, furniture, tires, and other odds and ends that have been illegally dumped here. This stupidity and trashiness is why we end up with fences on overpasses that make photography much more difficult. Hopefully the idiots who do this at least have enough decency to not endanger the crews by throwing things at moving trains...I doubt it, though...you stay classy, Willmar!
One of my contacts, Nick, said he wanted to see more nudes from Bay To Breakers. I'm not one to disappoint! So, here's a girl dressed up as a character from Avatar, I believe. The costume was made entirely of blue paint...and that's it. I probably would have tossed this if it weren't for the lucky chance of catching that guy showing his appreciation for the costume. :)
I'm actually really surprised that with so many naked people running around and me firing off the camera with absolutely no sense of decency or taste, I came home with exactly zero photos that would be unsafe to post here (the part about photoshopping in the backpack over the naked cowboy was a joke). There was always a well placed arm or a convenient backpack blocking the right things at the right times. Just amazingly lucky (or unlucky, depending on what you are going for) timing, I guess.
"Out of every crisis, every tribulation, every disaster, [I will rise] with some share of greater knowledge, of higher decency, of purer purpose."
- Franklin Delano Roosevelt
I have been unable to post for awhile. I've been busy working and recuperating.
I was on a family vacation for a week (it was nice being able to go seeing as though I have been unable to for the past couple years due to work). While on vacation I was battling a horrible cold and cough... it went away for awhile, but now it is back again in full force. The cough isn't so bad this time around, but I have a throbbing headache and runny nose (it makes me feel OH SO glamorous). Cory thinks it has something to do with my allergies and my immune system during this time of year.
I've also been experiencing a flare up with my ulceratiive colitis. I have an appointment with my gastroenterologist to figure out our next plan of action. I'm pretty worn out and am just ready to find out how to keep this pain at bay. I feel like I'm always sick... it's draining.
August 10th marked Cory and I's 2 year anniversary. We weren't even able to spend it together (It was right when my family planned their vacation). But we celebrated upon my return. This past year has been a rough one, but we have come out on the other side of it hand in hand.
I had a show at Ella's Boutique in Portland. I wasnt really able to fully enjoy it due to this annoying flare up, frustrating cold, and work, but I'm happy to have shown there none the less.
I am behind in my blogs and website. Hopefully this marks me getting back in the habit. And hopefully all this pain goes away shortly...
New Yorkers Protest the US$850 BILLION (US$3 TRILLION) Wall Street BAILOUT: Wall Street, NYC - September 25, 2008
Phototgrapher: a. golden, eyewash design - c. 2008.
Friends,
The richest 400 Americans -- that's right, just four-hundred people -- own MORE than the bottom 150 million Americans COMBINED! 400 of the wealthiest Americans have got more stashed away than half the entire country! Their combined net worth is $1.6 trillion. During the eight years of the Bush Administration, their wealth has increased by nearly $700 billion -- the same amount that they were demanding We give to them for the "bailout." Why don't they just spend the money they made under Bush to bail themselves out? They'd still have nearly a trillion dollars left over to spread amongst themselves!
Of course, they are not going to do that -- at least not voluntarily. George W. Bush was handed a $127 billion surplus when Bill Clinton left office. Because that money was OUR money and not HIS, he did what the rich prefer to do -- spend it and never look back. Now we have a $9.5 trillion debt that will take seven generations from which to recover. Why -- on --earth – did -- our -- "representatives" -- give -- these -- robber -- barons -- $US850 BILLION -- of – OUR -- money?
Last week, proposed my own bailout plan. My suggestions, listed below, were predicated on the singular and simple belief that the rich must pull themselves up by their own platinum bootstraps. Sorry, fellows, but you drilled it into our heads one too many times: THERE...IS...NO…FREE... LUNCH ~ PERIOD! And thank you for encouraging us to hate people on welfare! So, there should have been NO HANDOUTS FROM US TO YOU! Last Friday, after voting AGAINST this BAILOUT, in an unprecedented turn of events, the House FLIP-FLOPPED their "No" Vote & said "Yes", in a rush version of a "bailout" bill vote. IN SPITE OF THE PEOPLE'S OVERWHELMING DISAPPROVAL OF THIS BAILOUT BILL... IN SPITE OF MILLIONS OF CALLS FROM THE PEOPLE CRASHING WASHINGTON "representatives'" PHONE LINES...IN SPITE OF CRASHING OUR POLITICIAN'S WEBSITES...IN SPITE OF HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE PROTESTING AROUND THE COUNTRY... THEY VOTED FOR THIS BAILOUT! The People first succeeded on Monday with the House, but failed do it with the Senate and then THE HOUSE TURNED ON US TOO!
It is clear, though, we cannot simply continue protesting without proposing exactly what it is we think THESE IDIOTS should/'ve do/one. So, after consulting with a number of people smarter than Phil Gramm, here’s the proposal, now known as "Mike's Rescue Plan." (From Michael Moore's Bailout Plan) It has 10 simple, straightforward points. They are that you DIDN'T, BUT SHOULD'VE:
1. APPOINTED A SPECIAL PROSECUTOR TO CRIMINALLY INDICT ANYONE ON WALL STREET WHO KNOWINGLY CONTRIBUTED TO THIS COLLAPSE. Before any new money was expended, Congress should have committed, by resolution, to CRIMINALLY PROSECUTE ANYONE who had ANYTHING to do with the attempted SACKING OF OUR ECONOMY. This means that anyone who committed insider trading, securities fraud or any action that helped bring about this collapse should have and MUST GO TO JAIL! This Congress SHOULD HAVE called for a Special Prosecutor who would vigorously go after everyone who created the mess, and anyone else who attempts to scam the public in future. (I like Elliot Spitzer ~ so, he played a little hanky-panky...Wall Street hates him & this is a GOOD thing.)
2. THE RICH SHOULD HAVE PAID FOR THEIR OWN BAILOUT! They may have to live in 5 houses instead of 7. They may have to drive 9 cars instead of 13. The chef for their mini-terriers may have to be reassigned. But there is no way in hell, after forcing family incomes to go down more than $2,000 dollars during the Bush years, that working people and the middle class should have to fork over one dime to underwrite the next yacht purchase.
If they truly needed the $850 billion they say they needed, well, here is an easy way they could have raised it:
a) Every couple makeing over a million dollars a year and every single taxpayer who makes over $500,000 a year should pay a 10% surcharge tax for five years. (It's the Senator Sanders plan. He's like Colonel Sanders, only he's out to fry the right chickens.) That means the rich would have still been paying less income tax than when Carter was president. That would have raise a total of $300 billion.
b) Like nearly every other democracy, they should have charged a 0.25% tax on every stock transaction. This would have raised more than $200 billion in a year.
c) Because every stockholder is a patriotic American, stockholders should have forgone receiving a dividend check for ONE quarter and instead this money would have gone the treasury to help pay for the bullsh*t bailout.
d) 25% of major U.S. corporations currently pay NO federal income tax. Federal corporate tax revenues currently amount to 1.7% of the GDP compared to 5% in the 1950s. If we raised the corporate income tax BACK to the levels of the 1950s, this would give us an extra $500 billion.
All of this combined should have been enough to end the calamity. The rich would have gotten to keep their mansions and their servants and our United States government ("COUNTRY FIRST!") would've have a little leftover to repair some roads, bridges and schools...
3. YOU SHOULD HAVE BAIL OUT THE PEOPLE LOSING THEIR HOMES, NOT THE PEOPLE WHO WILL BUILD AN EIGHTH HOME! There are 1.3 million homes in foreclosure right now. That is what is at the heart of this problem. So, instead of giving the money to the banks as a gift, they should have paid down each of these mortgages by $100,000. They should have forced the banks to renegotiate the mortgage so the homeowner could pay on its current value. To insure that this help wouldn't go to speculators and those who tried to making money by flipping houses, the bailout should have only been for people's primary residences. And, in return for the $100K pay-down on the existing mortgage, the government would have gotten to share in the holding of the mortgage so it could get some of its money back. Thus, the total initial cost of fixing the mortgage crisis at its roots (instead of with the greedy lenders) is $150 billion, not $850 BILLION.
And let's set the record straight. People who have defaulted on their mortgages are not "bad risks." They are our fellow Americans, and all they wanted was what we all want: a home to call their own. But, during the Bush years, millions of the People lost the decent paying jobs they had. SIX MILLION fell into poverty! SEVEN MILLION lost their health insurance! And, every one of them saw their real wages go DOWN by $2,000! Those who DARE look down on these Americans who got hit with one bad break after another should be ASHAMED.! We are a better, stronger, safer and happier society when all of our citizens can afford to live in a home they own.
4. THERE SHOULD HAVE BEEN A STIPULATION THAT IF YOUR BANK OR COMPANY GOT ANY OF OUR MONEY IN A "BAILOUT," THEN WE OWN YOU. Sorry, that's how it's done. If the bank gives me money so I can buy a house, the bank "owns" that house until I pay it all back -- with interest. Same deal for Wall Street. Whatever money you need to stay afloat, if our government considers you a safe risk -- and necessary for the good of the country -- then you can get a loan, but WE SHOULD OWN YOU. If you default, we will sell you. This is how the Swedish government did it and it worked.
5. ALL REGULATIONS SHOULD HAVE BEEN BE RESTORED. THE REAGAN REVOLUTION IS DEAD! This catastrophe happened because we let the fox have the keys to the hen-house. In 1999, Phil Gramm authored a bill to remove all the regulations that governed Wall Street and our banking system. The bill passed and Clinton signed it. Here's what Sen.Phil Gramm, McCain's chief economic advisor, said at the bill signing:
"In the 1930s ... it was believed that government was the answer. It was believed that stability and growth came from government overriding the functioning of free markets.
"We are here today to repeal [that] because we have learned that government is not the answer. We have learned that freedom and competition are the answers. We have learned that we promote economic growth and we promote stability by having competition and freedom.
"I am proud to be here because this is an important bill; it is a deregulatory bill. I believe that that is the wave of the future, and I am awfully proud to have been a part of making it a reality."
FOR THIS NOT TO REOCCUR, This BILL SHOULD HAVE BEEN REPEALED! Bill Clinton could have helped by leading the effort for the repeal of the Gramm bill and the reinstating of even tougher regulations regarding our financial institutions. And when they were done with that, they should have restored the regulations for the airlines, the inspection of our food, the oil industry, OSHA, and every other entity that affects our daily lives. All oversight provisions for any "bailout" should have had enforcement monies attached to them and criminal penalties for all offenders.
6. IF IT'S TOO BIG TO FAIL, THEN THAT MEANS IT'S TOO BIG TO EXIST! Allowing the creation of these mega-mergers and not enforcing the monopoly and anti-trust laws has allowed a number of financial institutions and corporations to become so large, the very thought of their collapse means an even bigger collapse across the entire economy. No ONE or TWO companies should EVER have this kind of power! The so-called "economic Pearl Harbor" can't happen when you have hundreds -- thousands -- of institutions where people have their money. When we have a dozen auto companies, if one goes belly-up, we DON'T FACE A NATIONAL DISASTER! If we have three separately-owned daily newspapers in your town, then one media company can't call all the shots (I know... What am I thinking?! Who reads a paper anymore? Sure glad all those mergers and buyouts left us with a STRONG and "FREE" press!). Laws Should have been enacted to prevent companies from being so large and dominant that with one slingshot to the eye, the GIANT FALLS and DIES. And no institution should be allowed to set up money schemes that NO ONE understands. If you can't explain it in two sentences, you shouldn't be taking anyone's money!
7. NO EXECUTIVE SHOULD EVER BE PAID MORE THAN 40 TIMES THEIR AVERAGE EMPLOYEE, AND NO EXECUTIVE SHOULD RECEIVE ANY KIND OF "PARACHUTE" OTHER THAN THE VERY GENEROUS SALARY HE OR SHE MADE WHILE WORKING FOR THE COMPANY. In 1980, the average American CEO made 45 times what their employees made. By 2003, they were making 254 times what their workers made. After 8 years of Bush, they now make over 400 times what their average employee makes. How We have allowed this to happen at publicly held companies is beyond reason. In Britain, the average CEO makes 28 times what their average employee makes. In Japan, it's only 17 times! The last I heard, the CEO of Toyota was living the high life in Tokyo. How does he do it on so little money? Seriously, this is an OUTRAGE! We have created the mess we're in by letting the people at the top become bloated beyond belief with millions of dollars. THIS HAS TO STOP! Not only should no executive who receives help out of this mess profit from it, but any executive who was in charge of running his company into the ground should be FIRED before the company receives ANY help.
8. CONGRESS SHOULD HAVE STRENGTHENED THE FDIC AND MADE IT A MODEL FOR PROTECTING NOT ONLY PEOPLE'S SAVINGS, BUT ALSO THEIR PENSIONS AND THEIR HOMES. Obama was correct to propose expanding FDIC protection of people's savings in their banks to $250,000. But, this same sort of government insurance must be given to our NEVER have to worry about whether or not the money they've put away for their old age will be there. This should have meant strict government oversight of companies who manage their employees' funds -- or perhaps it means the companies should have been forced to turn over those funds and their management to the government? People's private retirement funds must also be protected, but perhaps it's time to consider not having one's retirement invested in the casino known as the stock market??? Our government should have a solemn duty to guarantee that no one who grows old in this country has to worry about becoming destitute.
9. EVERYBODY NEEDS TO TAKE A DEEP BREATH, CALM DOWN, AND NOT LET FEAR RULE THE DAY. Turn off your TVs! We are NOT in the Second Great Depression. The sky is NOT falling, Chicken Little! Pundits and politicians have lied to us so FAST and FURIOUS it's hard not to be affected by all the fear mongering. Even I wrote to and repeated what I heard on the news last week, that the Dow had the biggest one day drop in its history. Well, that was true in terms of points, but its 7% drop came nowhere close to Black Monday in 1987 when the stock market in one day lost 23% of its value. In the '80s, 3,000 banks closed, but America didn't go out of business. These institutions have always had their ups and downs and eventually it works out. It has to, because the rich do not like their wealth being disrupted! They have a vested interest in calming things down and getting back into their Jacuzzis before they slip into their million thread-count sheets to drift off to a peaceful, Vodka tonic and Ambien-induced slumber.
As crazy as things are right now, tens of thousands of people got a car loan last week. Thousands went to the bank and got a mortgage to buy a home. Students just back to college found banks more than happy to put them into hock for the next 15 years with a student loan. I was even pre-approved for a US$5K personal loan. Yes, life has gone on with little-or-no-change (other than the whopping 6.1% unemployment rate, but that happened last month). Not a single person lost any of his/her monies in bank, or a treasury note, or in a CD. And, the perhaps the most amazing thing is that the American public FINALLY didn't buy the scare campaign. The citizens didn't blink, instead telling Congress to take that bailout and shove it. THAT was impressive. Why didn't the population succumb to the fright-filled warnings from their president and his cronies? Well, you can only say 'Saddam has the bomb' so many times before the people realize you're a lying sack of shit. After eight long years, the nation is worn out and simply can't take it any longer. The WORLD is fed up & I don't blame them.
10. THEY SHOULD HAVE CREATED A NATIONAL BANK, A "PEOPLE'S BANK." Since they're really itching to print up a trillion dollars, instead of giving it to a few rich people, why don't We give it to ourselves? Now that We own Freddie and Fannie, why not set up a People's bank? One that can provide low-interest loans for all sorts of people who want to own a home, start a small business, go to school, come up with the cure for cancer or create the next great invention. And, now that we own AIG - the country's largest insurance company - let's take the next step and PROVIDE HEALTH INSURANCE FOR EVERYONE. MEDICARE FOR ALL! It will SAVE us SO MUCH MONEY in the LONG RUN (not to mention bring peace of mind to all). And, America won't be 12th on the life expectancy list! We'll be able to have a longer lifespan, enjoying our government-protected pension and will live to see the day when the corporate criminals who caused this much misery are let out of prison so that We can help re-acclimate them to plain old ordinary, civilian life -- a life with ONE nice home and ONE gas-free car invented with help from the People's Bank.
P.S. Call your Senators NOW !!! ---> www.visi.com/juan/congress/
Since they voted against passing the extension of unemployment benefits and skipped out to "campaign" to us to be re-elected...call them and tell them you will vote for the other "guy" if they don't get their act together!
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UPDATE: THE PEOPLE HAVE VOTED! A HISTORIC MOMENT: NOVEMBER 4th 2008!
------> THE Historic ELECTION <------
"A work in PROGRESS."
Nov. 4th, 2008.
A great American leader once said, "As individual fingers We can be easily broken. But TOGETHER We make a mighty fist." These words too were spoken by a minority leader. He was the venerable Chief Sitting Bull. No, Barack Obama's not the first American minority to speak eloquently and he most certainly won't be the last. Though, in the end, this election wasn't even close !!! The world watched as, "YES WE CAN!" turned into, "YES WE DID!" as it now ushers in, "YES WE MUST!" time is NOW!
What WE do with this moment shall define US, forthright. America has now elected a man with a background of partial African - American descent as President elect. A new leader with roots from Kenya to Kansas (with a step-father from Indonesia), will be working in conjunction with a vice-Presidential of Anglo-European roots. This is something in which citizens of ALL races - both here and the world 'round – have loudly REJOICED. Why talk about race? Is race important? You bet! Because - like it or not - race has dominated and governed Our daily lives for thousands of years. After all: "To know where We're going, We must first know where We've been".
We've come a LONG Way baby! What was once "acceptable" in 1965 is no longer in 2008 and THANKFULLY.
This is a changing of the guard. Especially since forty-percent of America's population is considered to be a "minority". Only four generations removed, the repression of African slaves by Anglo Saxons caused hundreds of thousands of brothers to kill brothers in a viscous and bloody battle that changed the fundamental principals of this Constitutional Republic from rhetoric to reality. This too was a significant changing of the guard.
For the first time in the history of the country, the ancestors of these very same people who so passionately fought for slavery have now OVERWHELMINGLY voted for a minority leader. This too ushers in a new chapter in the history of America. This is a tremendous nod to those great American leaders before Us who risked everything so that We find ourselves at this precise moment in time. We must give thanks to these men and women who both tirelessly and unselfishly gave their lives to cross and to help shatter the racial, sexual and social boundaries imbued in the history of the United States of America.
It has now taken place. There's a palpable renewed sense of HOPE for a better tomorrow – a HOPE that these same crippling boundaries shall finally once and for all be erased. Yet it is wise to also remember the adage, "Actions speak louder than words" and Our rhetoric must now be turned into action. The ability to truly rise above differences and to not just speak of doing so, tells much of Our long and continuous journey. If We remember the old North American Indian saying, "We do not inherit the earth from our ancestors, we borrow it from our children." We might just have a fighting chance.
The People have spoken! A record-setting 130 million Americans' turned out to vote in Tuesday's election, in which Barack Obama made history on a Democratic tidal wave of victory. Polling suggests voters came out in record numbers because of growing concerns over the economy, jobs, health care, energy, and the war in Iraq.
Clearly, the Obama administration and the new Democratic majority in Washington have a chance to make profound changes in Our lives - stretching from Wall Street to Main Street. Yes, this moment shows decency about human possibility and let's face it, We could use just a little decency RIGHT NOW.
Perhaps more importantly, this moment speaks volumes as it's an utter rejection of the right's politics of fear and greed? It will now be decades before there's another Republican majority in Congress. Never have the words, "Ask not what Your country can do for You, but what You can do for Your country," seemed more true for SO MANY. For, We-Are-Our-country. And We're at a MAJOR crossroads. Where, oh where to begin?
OBAMA / BIDEN Campaign.
Here in New York, Working Families voters, members, affiliates, supporters and chapter leaders poured everything they had into critical campaigns that proved successful. Many are now understandably exhausted - though more than a little proud of what was accomplished. And, the results were terrific ~ if not downright Historic. For the first time since the mid-1930, the State Senate will NO LONGER be controlled by Republicans. It's now in the hands of a Democratic Working Families majority! Just-take-one-moment-and-soak-this-in. MASSIVE Democratic majorities in BOTH the HOUSE and the SENATE!
Together, the W.F.P built a solid partnership with Senate Democrats, knocking on more than half a million doors for progressive CHANGE. And, in the end, "We the People" overwhelmingly responded. This is a MILESTONE. There's now a renewed sense of real HOPE resonating from Washington, indeed, around the world. This is powerful. Because, without HOPE, there's simply nothing to gain.
However, We must be careful not to fall prey to disillusionment. If illusions tear People asunder, then disillusion outright kills the human spirit. In other words, divided THEY conquer, united, WE stand. That this historic moment was ushered in during Native American Indian month is apropos. Because, We must not forget the very real foundations of this idealistic country and pay homage to the 500 plus year struggle of Our First Peoples' for the basic rights afforded them in Our own Constitution. Obama's victory is indeed a victory representing the multitudes. It is precisely because his success mirrors the masses, rather than a few wealthy, power-elite that this is so electrifying. A VERY palpable, "Finally!" was the expression heard 'round the world.
The world woke up WEDNESDAY with the real possibility of a very RARE OPPORTUNITY - the best in most Our lifetimes. This is a chance to truly transform America.
But, We mustn't forget the VERY hard realities existing in this country. Just ask any woman…any "person of color"…or, any First Peoples living in this "great" land. For, as long as Native American Indians in Our country still live in policies of containment on reservations without the very basics, such as running water, electricity, or heat… as long as more than 75% of the prison population includes African-Americans, First and Taino Peoples …as long as We continue to allow Our tax dollars spent to be three times more for each of these prisoners per head than on Our own school childrens' education…as long as American women continue to earn less than men for the SAME work…as long as We allow privately held corporations to exist without extreme MAJOR reform…as long as We continue to allow Our children to trample on foreign soil to kill and to be killed in "Our" names…as long as We sit idly by expecting or content to let others to "Do the right thing," for us… as long as We DON'T ACTIVELY PARTICIPATE TOGETHER in challenging and fighting for OUR OWN WELL-BEING for the betterment of future generations… as long as We choose to remain ignorant and in denial to Our faults…TRUE CHANGE can, and will NEVER HAPPEN.
Though, like anything rare and unique, We must first take proper time to Honor…to give thanks to those before us who, without their dedication and sacrifice, made this moment possible. We must come together. Immediate formulation and a real plan to guard and to protect this moment with fierce determination is required. New leaders are needed and will emerge so We ensure moments like this become the norm, rather than a mere token fluke. If We HOPE to transform Tuesday's results into a real break from the shipwreck of the most immediate last thirty years - We MUST start by realizing this election represents just that – a START. It's Round One of Our LONG and CONTINUOUS struggle.
And, Round Two will be just as tough, if not more so. Staying the course can easily be forgotten when People are dying from inadequate health care; when they've found themselves on the streets for lack of shelter and as they grow ever more desperate due to lack of job opportunities. Just ask people of Native or African American descent. Or, one of Our homeless veterans living on America's streets of plenty.
Yes, the house of cards has fallen HARD and FAST. And, President / V.P. elect Barack Obama and Joe Biden have inherited many seemingly insurmountable challenges. REAL CHANGE - not rhetoric - is what's needed. And to get it, We MUST demand it. We MUST march and be watchdogs for the sake of the coming generations. Communication with Our politicians is a MUST. MOST importantly, We MUST stand TOGETHER and be willing to fight to protect what is right and what is good for the MANY, NOT the FEW.
UNITED We STAND, DIVIDED, We FALL.
A President Obama will need to be simultaneously supported AND pushed. His training as a community organizer gives one confidence that he'll not only understand, but should also expect this dynamic. It's imperative for us to mind the trusty, "Follow the money" strategy. Don't forget, President elect Obama dually made history by raising the most unprecedented amount of campaign dollars in the HISTORY of U.S. Presidential elections. According to CNN, if annualized, the Obama campaign's ad spending on the post-primary Presidential campaign would come to US$750 million. This amount is only exceeded amongst large corporations such as Verizon and AT&T - both heavy sponsors of the Republican AND the Democratic national party conventions.
At the start of October, the Democratic National Committee announced it raised US$49.9 million with US$27.5 million sitting in the bank. The party raised money through joint fund-raising events with Obama and was able to use that money to assist his candidacy. These numbers were only possible because he opted out of the public financing system for the fall campaign. John McCain chose to participate in the system, which limited him to US$84 million for the September / October stretch prior to the election. After initially promising to accept public financing if McCain did, Obama changed his mind after setting primary fund-raising records. In fact, by the time the primaries hit, Obama was raising as much as US$5 million each and every day. The Obama / Biden campaign raised more than US$150 million in September alone - a stunning and unprecedented eruption of political giving. This extraordinary fund-raising is bound to set a new standard in politics that could doom the current taxpayer-paid system set up in the 1970's.
HOPEfully NOT.
The party presidential nominees – Democrat Barack Obama and Republican John McCain – together spent more than US$1 BILLION, also an unprecedented figure. According to White House for Sale, a nonpartisan group that tracks political giving, Obama had 605 bundlers, or donors who collect money from friends and associates and bundle them together. Four years ago, Democrat John F. Kerry had 588 bundlers and, in 2000, Al Gore had none. McCain had 851 bundlers working for his campaign, compared to 557 who raised money for the Bush-Cheney re-election committee in 2004. George W. Bush is largely credited with institutionalizing the role of bundlers in 2000, when he recruited a then unprecedented 555 surrogate fundraisers.
Ask Yourselves: Who really benefits most from having donated to the Obama / Biden campaign?
President - elect Barack Obama & John McCain's U.S. Presidential campaign funds details:
OBAMA:
Total:US$750,767,963
Bundlers:605
LobbyistBundlers:17
MCCAIN:
Total: US$372,525,058
Bundlers: 851
Lobbyist Bundlers: 77
See the Center for Responsive Politics Presidential campaign monies for a better perspective:
2008: Obama AND McCain - US$5.3 BILLION
(Obama: US$750,767,963 million / McCain: US$372,525,058 million)
2004: Bush AND Kerry - US$4.2 BILLION
2000: Gore AND Bush - US$67.56 MILLION
1996: Dole AND Clinton - US$61.82 MILLION
1992: Clinton AND Bush - US$55.24 MILLION
* TO SEARCH FOR MEGA-DONERS, CLICK here: www.whitehouseforsale.org/searchDonor.cfm?CandidateSelect... McCain&StateSelect=&SortOrder=Last_Name, First_Name, Middle_Name, Suffix.*
Democrats in Washington and will be under enormous pressure to "play it safe", even as everyone knows We need bold action and some kind of new, New Deal. And, if We allow the "play-it-safe" crowd to dominate, then Obama (and We) will not succeed. Make NO mistake: the corporate big-wigs and free-market fundamentalists see this for exactly what it is: THE FIGHT OF A LIFETIME. They want nothing more than for the Democrats to disappoint, because then the HOPEfulness that Obama represents can be stuffed back in the bottle and cynicism can once again regain its place in Our national political culture.
WE Can't Let This Happen!
Whether it's revamping our health care system…implementing a new fair-based trade policy…creating a sound, realistic and well thought-out immigration plan…jobs programs…organizing rights in Washington, or campaign election reform, family leave or fair taxes, this election has set the stage for an ENTIRELY NEW social contract between the government and the People. This election opens up a real possibility – small, but real - that We could make genuine progress as a society, in terms of equality and freedom and true sustainability. In other words, the democracy We preach, but don't teach. What comes next is up to US. And, We need to seriously ready OURSELVES.
In short, the real meaning of this election hasn't yet been decided.
Overall, there's a lot of work to do. It's imperative that EVERYONE do his share - whether this means attending a neighborhood or union meeting, signing a petition, organizing or riding a bus to a demonstration, going on a lobby visit, making a financial contribution, or just talking to a stranger about the need and desirability of the common good.
Thanks for all you do!
Live your values. Love your country.
And, remember: TOGETHER, We can make a D-I-F-F-E-R-E-N-C-E !
[EN below]
Le temps est venu de procéder, ou plutôt de poursuivre, le grand reclassement de mes prises de vue en vue d’avancer dans d’autres projets à l’Horizon.
C’est dans ce contexte que je suis tombé sur cette photo dans sa version d’origine, oubliée dans un répertoire.
Nous étions dans les débuts de notre histoire avec Murielle, en balade au jardin d’Annevoie.
A l’époque, je n’étais pas encore dans l'esprit photographique. Je prenais des photos en mode touriste, et c’était l’époque de mon bridge. Pourtant, à la revoir, j’y ressens toujours quelque chose. Murielle a eu bien raison de me dire qu’il y avait des éléments d’intérêts dans mes prises de vue d’avant, et de me lancer sur le long chemin de la photo. Sans elle, je ne pense pas que j’en serais ou j’en suis, pris maintenant dans ce hobby très intéressant et sans cesse en mouvement. Plus que les lieux, il ne manque que le temps …
J’ai donc repris cette vieille photo d’août 2009, pour la mettre avec les émotions de l’époque, dans une de mes visions d’aujourd’hui.
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The time has come to proceed, or rather to continue, the great reclassification of my shots to progress in other projects on the Horizon. It is in this context that I came across this photo in its original version, forgotten in a directory.
We were in our early history with Murielle, walking in the garden of Annevoie.
At that time, I was not even in the photographic mind. I was taking pictures in tourist mode, and it was the time of my bridge.
However, at the review, I still feel something. Murielle was quite right to say that there were elements of interest in my shots before, and get me started on the long road of the photography.
Without her, I do not think I would be where I am, now taken in this very interesting and constantly moving hobby. More than places, it lacks the time.
So I picked up this old photo from August 2009, to put the emotions of that old time in one of my visions of today.
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Appareil | Olympus SP55OUZ ;
Prise de vue | Shoot : 11.86 mm ; f/3.7; 1/60s ; Priorité(y) ouverture | Aperture ; ISO 80 ;
Logiciel | Post processing Software: LightRoom 5.4; Nik Silver Efex; Nik Color Efex Pro;
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(/busy week. too freakin' tired to shoot myself so here's an odd outtake from last time.)
do you ever just feel like you don't recognize yourself or your motivations?
suddenly, you question everything you believe in.
do you really believe it, or are you just going through the motions?
all these grandiose ideas and convictions...if questioned could they stand?
would you defend them to the end?
i wrestle with this from time to time because i feel like i don't have enough
time to devote to the things i really believe in. and i know, i know, i'll be the first
to say that if it's important you will find the time...but still...
two weeks ago, i got to thinking...
(i know, i know...that's my problem, right? thinking. smartass.)
anyway, after a spot of good news, i was driving along and happened upon
a red light that was part of my normal commute. i'm sitting there, rolling my thoughts
over my opportune luck when a woman standing
on the slim median dividing traffic caught my eye. she was dressed normally - jeans, t-shirt,
windbreaker. she didn't look as if she was suffering from anything more than the
40 degree temperature. she had a sign that said "lost everything, anything helps".
we've all seen those news stories, right? the reporter secretly follows a street person home after a day of panhandling only to discover said person drives a cadillac and lives in a $150,000 home.
i look at her, and wonder what kind of car she drives, what her home looks like, how many kids she might have, if she's married, or a drug addict. i think about how the universe has continually guided and seemingly blessed me
all these years, and just earlier that very morning. i think that i should, again, find a way to pay
it forward - to show my appreciation - that whole giving to get thing. so i roll down the window
and hand her some money. she doesn't look surprised. i'm sure by now she can, without fail,
look down a line of cars and know who is going to be receptive and who is going to ignore her.
she takes the money and without smiling, or even showing emotion says "thank you, bless you".
and i return the volley with "pay it forward to someone else someday."
the next day, i wondered why i hadn't just randomly handed one of these people money before.
where she stood was a hotspot for that kind of panhandling activity. young people, old people,
crippled people, sometimes even a kid. did i really need motivation to just "randomly" be kind?
i mean, i've done random kind things for people before, without any prompting or motivation, but
i still wonder.
am i kind because it's inherent in me to be so, or am i kind because
i like the feel good dopamine release of having done a good deed?
they say kids don't know predjudice. that it's taught through parents or the enviornment.
but i wonder then...why do kids have such a hard time sharing their toys?
why do parents have to sometimes force kids to share toys even with their own siblings?
is this a kindness that's being taught? are we inherently selfish and have to be shown
how to be kind, how to share?
the more i thought about it, the more i discovered that my own motivations for kindness
come out of a circular logic, i guess. on the one hand i feel like if something good happens to me
i should share it (you get what you give). but isn't that selfish? expecting to get kindness for giving kindness? or is it just that whole balancing thing the universe does so well?
on the other hand, if i see someone in need that i can help out, even in a small way,
i do because my immediate thought is 'i would want someone to do the same for me'.
i guess, really, they're both one side of the same coin, or whatever the hell that cliche is.
(sorry, i'm tired and a wee bit cranky from lack of sleep. hence the uber late post)
either way, kindness is kindness
whether it's an affirmation back to the universe,
a pay it forward, a quick dopimine release, or simply an empathetic gesture.
and somedays, i really don't want to be nice. i just want to tell everyone what i really think of them
and their stupid fucking attitudes, and how if they had any sense of decency they'd get a real job instead of panhandling in the middle of a busy street expecting people to just hand them money...
and then i realize
it's all a choice.
every last bit of it.
even standing on a street and begging for money.
it's not my business to decide if that's right or wrong.
it is my business to be kind when the time calls for it, in whichever
way the universe sees fit to set it up,
and encourage people to pay it forward.
This old house was along Indian Trail Road, next to an old mill. I tried to get a picture of the mill, but the angle was bad from the road, and signs suggested the owner was really troubled by photographers who might wander off it, so I won't post any of those. If I had to guess, I would say this house dates back at least to the 1850s, and it might be older than that. It could go back to the very early days of Euro-American settlement in the Shenandoah, back to the 1760s and '70s, when George Washington was getting mad at the British over King George's proclamations telling Virginians they couldn't come into the Shenandoah and steal all the land from the natives.
That's one aspect of George Washington the history books don't talk much about. Washington was very representative of the Virginia planter aristocracy of the late 18th century, in that he was voracious for land, and he loved questionable speculation schemes. He spent his entire life buying up as much of what in those days was thought of as western land as he could, often playing the sketchy kind of speculative real estate games that really stretch the credibility of that "can not tell a lie" story.
One example: In 1770, he got himself appointed to oversee the survey project chopping up the Kanawha Valley down to the confluence with the Ohio into tracts to give to veterans of the French & Indian War. The supposed purpose of this was to fulfill a promise the Virginia Colony had made to get people to sign up for the militia, which seems like a noble goal, but the main reason Washington wanted the job was so he could scope out all the land and stake a claim on the best bits for himself. He also used his position to talk veterans into selling their claims to him at bargain basement prices and eventually assembled more than 30,000 acres of the Kanawha Valley for himself. All that would be illegal today, but Washington sincerely believed that he had the right granted to him by divine Providence. In later years, his speculative instincts would get him into trouble, and he likely would have gotten himself embroiled in a big scandal in Kentucky in 1799 if he hadn't had the decency and foresight to die before it broke.
One of Washington's first bouts of land speculation came right here, in the Shenandoah Valley, which George was sent to survey in 1750 at the age of 18. He spent the next two years buying up about 2,500 acres of prime Shenandoah Valley land, then signed up with a couple of other guys to form a land company seeking a royal charter to grab up the rest and sell it to farmers who would build houses like this. That as much as anything is what convinced Washington the Revolution was a good idea. George III's Proclamation of 1763 prevented colonial settlement west of an arbitrary line that cut Washington's speculative plans off at the knees. Washington had to get rid of George III if he wanted to make money.
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Trillium Lake, Mount Hood National Forest, Oregon
Things sure do look different at night when you have a bright moon behind you while trying to capture a view with a star filled sky.
Salerno (pop. ~ 130.000) is located on the Gulf of Salerno on the Tyrrhenian Sea. The site has been one of the most important and strategic ports on the Mediterranean sea, yielding a rich Greco-Roman heritage. It was an independent Lombard principality in the early Middle Ages. The Normans in 1077 made Salerno the capital of their rule in all of southern Italy. In the 16th century, under the Sanseverino family, among the most powerful feudal lords in southern Italy, the city became a center of learning, culture, and the arts.
Salerno has been the seat of an archbishop since 983 and the city's medical school is famous for being the first college or "university" of medieval Europe.
The construction of the Cathedral was begun by Robert Guiscard in 1076. This was just three years after the Normans took over the city, which had previously been under Lombard rule for more than 400 years. The church, built on an early Christian church, that was built on the ruins of a Roman temple, was consecrated in 1084 and completed in 1085.
Due to the short construction time, cracks formed repeatedly in the building over the centuries. After severe damage from an earthquake in 1688, the cathedral was restored with baroque alterations. In the 20th century, attempts were made to reconstruct the original facade.
A "Maria lactans" (Nursing Madonna, Italian "Madonna del Latte") was a common icon (especially among the Cistercians) until after the Council of Trent (1545/1546), rather rejected for reasons of decency.
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What an amazing place this is. It used to be a thermal bath house. It was built in the 19th century and what beautifully decorated. It will soon be converted into a posh hotel.
When we entered early morning we were the first explorers setting up our gear. Within an hour the place was crowded with explorers from all over Europe and it was hard to take a decent picture.
Apparently it is hard for other people to wait until others who were there earlier are done. I gave them a hard time by just standing in 'their' way while taking a shot. Have some decency people and be patient!
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Barring further review from the judges, I'll allow it.
The White Queen (Emma Frost) has a number of different costumes, conceived by different artists. Some of them defy the laws of gravity (and presumably several local decency laws as well), so whatever the individual costumer is comfortable with should be considered acceptable.
Consider that her original costume was just lingerie - a white corset and a fur boa.
Art Graeco’s homoerotic take on the "Diamonds Are a Girl's Best Friend" musical number in the American film Gentlemen Prefer Blondes, starring Marilyn Monroe and Jane Russell.
CineManArt is a series of photomontages, collages and digital art by ArtGraeco that recast characters of mainstream movies, change scenarios and subvert plots. These up-stagings add new dimensions – some solemn, others playful – to the stereotypes, the intolerance and homophobia cinema portrayed for over 100 years of filmmaking.
The CineManArt series by Artgraeco depicts what cinema could be and could have been more of: open, daring, defiant, fair, inclusive.
ArtGraeco expresses mainly gay aesthetics and homoerotic themes -narratives, photography, collage and digital photo art on homosexuality | politics | history | nostalgia | longings | masculinity | femininity | homophobia | stereotypes | …
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