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ICU
By Fielding Edlow
Directed by Brian Shnipper
World Premiere production
Performances Thursdays, Fridays & Saturdays at 8:00pm, Sundays at 7:00pm
September 25 - October 31, 2015
Photos by Jeff Galfer
An obnoxious, caustic, oblivious New York family has to deal with their dying son and a complete stranger who insists on making an “amend.” Can they suppress their resentment toward each other––and toward their son’s irascible charge nurse––long enough to hear a cry for help?
Featuring Caroline Aaron, Shaun Anthony, Tony DeCarlo, Dagney Kerr, Ericka Kreutz, Joe Pacheco, Doug Sutherland
Producers: Tim Wright and Jennifer A. Skinner
Assistant Director: Sam Sonenshine
Stage Manager: Cassandra Scott
Set Design: Amanda Knehans
Lighting Designer: Ric Zimmerman
Costume Designer: Dianne Graebner
Sound Designer: Jeff Gardner
Props: Bethany Tucker
Location: Atwater Village Theatre, Theatre #4, 3269 Casitas Ave., LA CA 90039
If emotions are assigned to us by nature, feelings are children of culture. What happens when school limits itself to instructing and the family does not find the words to teach empathy and relationships? We see it in classrooms, on trains, on social media, where behaviors guided by rude feelings are rampant.
“Love cannot be explained, only poets can guard its secret.” Seductive phrases like this one by Novalis have made us desert sentimental education. Violent behavior, the reappearance among kids of relational dynamics considered outdated bear the name of sentimental illiteracy.
Stefano Rossi, who has made caring for kids his mission, has included in this book ideas and suggestions to make affective intelligence flourish, intertwining neuroscience, art, philosophy and psychology. The harmful feelings underlying the traps of love, in fact, germinate at a very young age and then explode in adult life in the form of narcissism, manipulation, emotional dependence, obsessive control, grooming, violence and gender stereotypes. They can be prevented and countered.
You will find this book full of assists to nourish respect, attention and the approach to others, to teach the defensive power of "no" and the ability to free oneself from envy, jealousy, fear, resentment, arrogance, which poison the ability of our children to live healthy and socially constructive relationships.
From one of the most engaging voices in Italian psychopedagogy, author of the bestsellers My son is a mess and Love lessons for a son, an indispensable guide to sentimental education.
Life is more than lemons and lemonade; sometimes it is pain, loss, death. What do you choose? Why do you go on?
LIBYA Benghazi -- 14 May 2011 -- Since the Libyan revolution began in many of the liberated towns public artwork dipicting Colonal Gaddafi has began to appear like this image in Benghazi Libya. The images - which are a result of pent-up resentment against the hated Libyan dictator - are a ruthless satire of the bloody and violent regime which Col Gaddafi has used to repress the Libyan people for the past few decades -- Picture by Rory Mulholland | Lightroom Photos *Copy also available
Subtitle: 5 Blind Spots That Block God’s Work in You
Author: Stephen Arterburn
In-Store-Date: 8/23/11
Format: Jacketed Hardcover
Trim Size: 6 x 9
Page Count: 224
List Price: $21.99
Carton Quantity: 24
Category: Christian Living / Personal Growth
Distribution: Worldwide
ISBN: 978-1936034-505
BOOK HOOK: Stephen Arterburn identifies five blind spots that cause us to make poor choices – stubborn resistance, self-centered entitlement, justifiable resentment, blind ignorance, disconnected isolation. He then offers life-changing advice to help us conquer these self-defeating reactions – and make the changes permanent.
CONTENT DESCRIPTION: All of us crash into self-constructed walls and bloody our noses from time to time. These walls block growth, healthy relationships and overall contentment and happiness. Most of us are blind to our own self-defeating behaviors and attitudes, so we repeatedly walk into the same walls again and again. Best-selling author Stephen Arterburn leads us through the process of deconstructing the issues that built those walls as well as find the permanent healing that frees us to live the joyful life we were meant to live.
AUTHOR / BIO: Stephen Arterburn is an award-winning author with over 8 million books in print, including the bestsellers Every Man’s Battle and Healing Is a Choice. He has also been editor of 10 Bible projects, including the Life Recovery Bible. Steve founded New Life Treatment Centers in 1988 and is currently host of the radio and television show “New Life Live.” In 1996 he started the most successful traveling conference, Women of Faith – attended by over 4 million women. He and his wife live with their 5 kids in Fishers, Indiana.
An elderly Cherokee was teaching his grandchildren about life. He said to them, ‘A fight is going on inside me, it is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves.’ ‘One wolf is evil… he is fear, anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, competition, superiority, and ego. The other is good… he is joy, peace, love hope, sharing, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, friendship, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith. The same fight is going on inside you and every other person, too. They thought about it for a minute and then one child asked his grandfather, ‘Which wolf will win?’ The old Cherokee simply replied, ‘The one you feed.
Broderick–Terry duel happened adjacent to Lake Merced was fought between United States Senator David C. Broderick, of California, and ex-Chief Justice David S. Terry, of the Supreme Court of California, on September 13, 1859.
The two men had been friends and political allies, however Broderick was an abolitionist, whereas Terry was pro - slavery.
Intense political disagreements led to bitter resentments, which in turn led to a challenge to a duel and the fatal encounter.
The chosen weapons were two #Belgian .58 #caliber #pistols .
#Broderick was #unfamiliar with this type of #gun #mechanism, while #Terry, in contrast, spent the previous days #practicing with this #gun
Französisch Buchholz in the Berlin borough of Pankow, is a district that developed from an earlier settlement in the 13th century and became known as Buchholz. It got its current name because numerous Huguenot families, religious refugees from France, settled here at the end of the 17th century.
By about 1750, the name Französisch Buchholz had become established and the village had become a popular destination for Berliner day trippers.
Because of anti-French resentment in the run-up to the First World War, the district changed its name to Berlin-Buchholz in 1913 and was incorporated into Greater Berlin in 1920.
At the end of the Second World War, Buchholz became part of the Soviet sector of Berlin. After reunification and with some local pressure, the district became Französisch Buchholz again on 30th May 1999, thus after 86 years, regaining its former name.
BG Annual Conference 2018 | November 8–10 | ZK/U – Center for Arts and Urbanistics
ambient-revolts.berlinergazette.de
The growing interconnectedness of everyone and everything is transforming our world into an unprecedented techno-social environment. The boundaries between atmosphere and politics are being suspended; already, tiny ruptures can cause cascade-like repercussions – think of cyber-attacks or stock market crashes, right-wing resentment or hashtag-based protest. Such ambient revolts are increasingly driven by artificial intelligence (AI) – involving human interaction but seemingly beyond human oversight. Set against this backdrop, the conference poses the questions: What are the techno-social logics of both regressive and repressive tendencies? What are emancipatory movements up against? What potential do micro-political acts have in day-to-day life? What regulations of automated systems at the macro level will enable democracy to emerge in the age of AI? The Berliner Gazette conference will explore these questions in the context of performances, lectures and workshops.
More info: projekte.berlinergazette.de/ambient-revolts/
Photo taken by Norman Posselt (berlinergazette.de / cc by nc)
You can fake it for a while,
Bite your tongue and smile,
Like every mother does an ugly child.
But the stars are leaking out,
Like spittle from a cloud,
Amassed resentment counting ounce and pound.
You're entertaining any doubt,
Because you had to know that I was fond of you,
Fond of Y-O-U,
Though I knew you masked your disdain.
I can see that change was just too hard for us,
Hard for us.
You always had to hold the reigns,
But where I'm headed, you just don't know the way.
So affections fade away,
And do adults just learn to play
The most ridiculous, repulsive games?
On the faith of ruddy sons,
And the double-barreled guns,
You better hurry,
Rabbit, run, run, run.
'Cause meeting you was fun,
And there's a lot of hungry howlers in this one cell.
We're taking it over,
Their brittle, thorny stems,
They break before they bend,
And neither one of us is one of them.
And the tails will never mend,
'Cause you had it in for me so long ago.
Boy, I still don't know,
I don't know why and I don't care,
Well, hardly anymore,
If you'd only seen yourself hating me.
Hating me,
When I've been so much more than fair.
But then you had to lay those feelings bare,
One thing I know still got you scared,
You're all that cold iron,
And never once aired of our dead.
You had to know that I was fond of you,
Fond of Y-O-U.
So I took your licks at the time,
And to change like that is just so hard to do,
Hard to do.
Don't let it whip-crack your life,
And bow out from the fight,
'Cause oh, how your sisters will write.
The worst part is over,
Now, get back on that horse and ride.
Rotherham Town Brass Band Playing at the Jo Cox 'The Great Get Together' Brodsworth Hall, Doncaster, South Yorkshire.
For those outside the UK, Jo Cox was a Labour Party MP that (like myself) passionately hated any form of racism, or prejudice of any sort. She was murdered on 16th June 2016 by an extreme right winger that was (as they all are) full of hate, prejudice and resentment - and completely lacking humanity, common sense and any form of intelligence.
Jo was killed during our Brexit discussions. There was an evil side to some discussions that some right wingers seemed to take as validation for violence against immigrants (and in their simple minds anti-Brexiteers). Fascist publications like the Daily Mail (or the 'Fanzine of the English Defence League' as I call it) also loved to stir up these feelings.
A year on, 'The Great Get Together' was a series of around 120,000 street parties etc. all over the UK (and some beyond) to show that in the words of Penny from The Big Bang Theory, 'Love trumps Hate'.
I don't know what the answer is to this sort of hatred - nobody does. Maybe some sort of education in schools about the horrors of the World Wars etc., as a result of this form of right wing hatred.
In Jo's own words from her first House of Commons speech as an MP, 'We have far more in common than that which divides us'. A very true statement that sadly caused her untimely death at the hands of a complete nutcase.
www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-40307337
It doesn't look too busy, but most people (like us) were sheltering in the shade from the extreme sunny heat of that day.
Zulfirman is a student at Patimmura University, Ambon, a city that has experienced 10 years of inter-religious violence. Zulfirman has initiated much-needed discussions about issues involving grief, resentment and hatred. He has organized community dialogues to encourage mutual respect, open mindedness, and a safe space to communicate. He was a facilitator for the Indonesia Interfaith Youth Pilgrimage project in which youth from different religious background from across Indonesia gathered at a camp to learn about each other’s religion and to visit each other’s places of worship. He is an active member of several influential youth and student organizations.
"Anger will never disappear so long as thoughts of resentment are cherished in the mind. Anger will disappear just as soon as thoughts of resentment are forgotten. "
After a long day of shopping and a crappy movie, i came home and decided to move my ass over to the open field in attempt to shoot "something". Conclusion = It's pretty sucky running in damp/muddy grass back and forth like an idiot, lucky for me it was pretty secluded. I think...
I wish i had someone to use, be it subject/val/whatever. Maybe I ain't pushing myself harder eh?
Strobist Info:
580EXII bare 1/8 triggered by plusII.
7-storey hotel econobox. Well, a bit resentment over the styling of this hotel.
Econobox hotel 7 lantai. Sedikit tidak suka dengan bentuk hotel. Mungkin service-nya sama buruknya dengan bentuk hotelnya.
Bill Clinton spoke at Toledo's Waite Senior High School on September 27th, 2016. President Clinton promoted Hillary Clinton as someone who as president would govern through empowerment, not resentment. He provided a different perspective on the trade deals that have fueled much of Republican Donald Trump’s appeal in Ohio. The 42nd president spoke to an estimated 800 supporters inside the gymnasium of Waite High School, with many local Democratic elected officials present. As it was National Voter Registration Day, he urged people to register to vote and to remind family and friends of the Oct. 11 deadline.
“We‘ve got a chance to do something together where nobody is left out and left behind. We need to go seize it, and it all starts in Ohio by registering and voting,” Mr. Clinton said.
Bill Clinton spoke at Toledo's Waite Senior High School on September 27th, 2016. President Clinton promoted Hillary Clinton as someone who as president would govern through empowerment, not resentment. He provided a different perspective on the trade deals that have fueled much of Republican Donald Trump’s appeal in Ohio. The 42nd president spoke to an estimated 800 supporters inside the gymnasium of Waite High School, with many local Democratic elected officials present. As it was National Voter Registration Day, he urged people to register to vote and to remind family and friends of the Oct. 11 deadline.
“We‘ve got a chance to do something together where nobody is left out and left behind. We need to go seize it, and it all starts in Ohio by registering and voting,” Mr. Clinton said.
A resident of Ramsgate (presumably) informs us of their opinion of the nearby seaside town using the abudant chalk near Ramsgate New Port!
It may even be a 40 year old grudge since Margate beat Ramsgate in a heat of It's a Knockout in May 1970!
The Arvada Center presents Dividing the Estate by Horton Foote in the Black Box Theater
April 30 - May 26, 2103
720-898-7200
Dividing the Estate, a sardonic comedy by Pulitzer Prize winner author, Horton Foote
Once a family of comfortable wealth, the Gordon’s now find themselves facing a looming financial crisis. The only asset left is the family’s Texas estate but matriarch Stella is determined not to divide the 100 year old property. Her three children have other ideas and set out to convince Stella to go with their plan and come into some money. Old resentments and sibling rivalries surface as the members of this quirky, dysfunctional family connive to see who will claim the biggest piece of the pie in Dividing the Estate.
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Rotherham Town Brass Band Playing at the Jo Cox 'The Great Get Together' Brodsworth Hall, Doncaster, South Yorkshire.
For those outside the UK, Jo Cox was a Labour Party MP that (like myself) passionately hated any form of racism, or prejudice of any sort. She was murdered on 16th June 2016 by an extreme right winger that was (as they all are) full of hate, prejudice and resentment - and completely lacking humanity, common sense and any form of intelligence.
Jo was killed during our Brexit discussions. There was an evil side to some discussions that some right wingers seemed to take as validation for violence against immigrants (and in their simple minds anti-Brexiteers). Fascist publications like the Daily Mail (or the 'Fanzine of the English Defence League' as I call it) also loved to stir up these feelings.
A year on, 'The Great Get Together' was a series of around 120,000 street parties etc. all over the UK (and some beyond) to show that in the words of Penny from The Big Bang Theory, 'Love trumps Hate'.
I don't know what the answer is to this sort of hatred - nobody does. Maybe some sort of education in schools about the horrors of the World Wars etc., as a result of this form of right wing hatred.
In Jo's own words from her first House of Commons speech as an MP, 'We have far more in common than that which divides us'. A very true statement that sadly caused her untimely death at the hands of a complete nutcase.
www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-40307337
It doesn't look too busy, but most people (like us) were sheltering in the shade from the extreme sunny heat of that day.
Can you hear the sound
Of falling tears?
Can you see the despair
as darkness nears
Lost time,
Fading pain.
Standing still
in the pounding rain.
Why?
Is there any other way?
What will it take?
What do I need to say?
Salted runways of disappointment
Knowing it will be the same.
Dark hearted welling resentment
Knowing only shame.
Alone, Surrounded.
Empty, Disregarded.
Sorrow hears
Falling tears.
The Turkish Gate or Bab Kisan recalls St Paul in the Bible. According to his accounts in the New Testament, Paul, a Damascene by birth, returned to preach the gospel of Christ but stirred up anger and resentment in the city. He escaped an angry mob by having himself lowered in a basket from what was then known as the Gate of Saturn. Acts 9, 20-25. Distinctive for the Byzantine seals on each of its twin towers, the gate derives its present name from an Ottoman Turkish hero.
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I wraped up my heart and gave it to you as a present... I had no idea that there was a monster hidden in the love I thought was free.
–adjective 1. feeling resentment against someone because of that person's rivalry, success, or advantages (often fol. by of): He was jealous of his rich brother.
2. feeling resentment because of another's success, advantage, etc. (often fol. by of): He was jealous of his brother's wealth.
3. characterized by or proceeding from suspicious fears or envious resentment: a jealous rage; jealous intrigues.
4. inclined to or troubled by suspicions or fears of rivalry, unfaithfulness, etc., as in love or aims: a jealous husband.
5. solicitous or vigilant in maintaining or guarding something: The American people are jealous of their freedom.
So I have alot of resentment towards my inlaws today. Today they acted like they genuinely want to help me. Even asked me if i would like something special from papa murphys. So I asked for a thin crust pizza with no meat light cheese and sauce.... only for them to tell me that its to much of an incovinance...
I tried to study today since finals start in two weeks, but again I was so reseentful and hurt that I couldn't focus on anything but the negitive energy inside me...
Then the mail came :) My friend heather ordered me a free charm from lean cusine... I love it... and even though my neck is to fat right now I am keeping it on me at all times.
I decided to use the lavander oil i got in my mind body and spirt collection in my bath today... along with flame less candles and music.... omg I should have done that so much earlier!
22/365
BG Annual Conference 2018 | November 8–10 | ZK/U – Center for Arts and Urbanistics
ambient-revolts.berlinergazette.de
The growing interconnectedness of everyone and everything is transforming our world into an unprecedented techno-social environment. The boundaries between atmosphere and politics are being suspended; already, tiny ruptures can cause cascade-like repercussions – think of cyber-attacks or stock market crashes, right-wing resentment or hashtag-based protest. Such ambient revolts are increasingly driven by artificial intelligence (AI) – involving human interaction but seemingly beyond human oversight. Set against this backdrop, the conference poses the questions: What are the techno-social logics of both regressive and repressive tendencies? What are emancipatory movements up against? What potential do micro-political acts have in day-to-day life? What regulations of automated systems at the macro level will enable democracy to emerge in the age of AI? The Berliner Gazette conference will explore these questions in the context of performances, lectures and workshops.
More info: projekte.berlinergazette.de/ambient-revolts/
Photo taken by Norman Posselt (berlinergazette.de / cc by nc)
Brendon Burchard - "When you were born a golden ticket was slipped into your soul's pocket by your Creator. The ticket gave you privileged access to a world of choices - it granted you permission to be whoever you wanted to be and do whatever you wanted to do. You may not have known you were carrying this ticket all of your life, but you were. Life's golden ticket is now in your hands. And now is your moment of truth. You can either stand still and live in yesterday or you can step through the gates of possibility into the life you were truly meant to live. The only price of admission is to release any anger, hurt, worry, or resentment tied to your old story and to have the clarity and strength to start anew. You can make new choices. You can live more fully. You can love more completely. You can make a greater difference. Every moment is a second chance to unleash and claim the purpose and contribution that is your destiny. But beware. The only promise in life is that soon the gates will close, as there are only so many moments left to live, love, and matter. Stand still or step forward? The choice, as it always has been, is yours."
I follow Cryptid a bit, until he led me to a small campfire with two other soldiers sitting around it. he led me over to the one on the north side of the fire, and introduced me. "This is Mackenzie, but we call him 'Klip.' I shook his hand, and told him my name. I told him a bit about myself, being overwatch and all. Then, out of the blue, the other soldier piped up, rather resentfully, "What are you, some damned super-soldier? The perfect sniper, eh?"
A haunted look must have come to my eyes at th mention of the word 'perfect'; I could see it reflected in the gaze of the kid, Klip. "No, I'm not perfect, or even close," I responded. Klip softly asked me to continue. So, I did.
"I wasn't that much of an excellent shot, up through a few years ago. I was still fresh meat then, near the beginnings of the war. I was responsible for covering my unit in a rather ugly section of a city. Twenty-three men had their lives depending on me to keep them covered, and to give them warning of any attacks. I stopped looking for a brief moment, and by the time I looked back, the screams had begun. The Urags had been laying in wait, for a hapless unit of Earthlings to slaughter. Twenty three men, who died because of my carelessness. I should have seen the signs, should have warned them. Ever since then, I have dedicated myself to being the best sniper I could be. Many of my exploits are exaggerated, but I can run and gun along with the rest of them."
The group had gone quiet for my tale. There were several moments of tense silence, until the offending soldier whispered, "I'm sorry. I had no idea."
I took it in silence. It hurt, hurt badly that these soldiers can look upon their own allies with resentment, could judge without knowledge. Still, this Cryptid didn't seem half bad. I said my goodbyes, and returned to my former post. Who knows, maybe I'll meet him again in the future.
WW II and the Holocaust interrupted a lot of lives, and many of them never got back to normal. As the excerpt below from an article by Asher Weill shows, however, such was not the case for Ben Helfgott:
A guest of honor at a recent Limmud FSU “Olympics” Festival for Russian-speaking Jews, held in Upper Nazareth, was a diminutive 82-year-old figure with piercing blue eyes. In 1956, 27-year-old Ben Helfgott was captain of the British weight lifting team at the Olympic Games in Melbourne, Australia. Just 11 years earlier, in May 1945, the emaciated and gaunt 15-year-old boy was liberated from the Theresienstadt concentration camp in Czechoslovakia, weighing 38 kilograms.
The lives of the Jews of Poland, and of the Helfgotts among them, were to change drastically when Nazi Germany invaded Poland in September 1939.
November 1944, Helfgott, and later his father, still in the ghetto, were deported to a labor camp that manufactured army tents, and then to the Buchenwald concentration camp.
After arriving in Britain, and even prior to seeing the London Olympic Games of 1948, he soon became involved in the British sporting world and helped set up the Primrose Jewish Youth Club in London.
Financed only by private donations from Jewish organizations − the British government did not contribute anything − the club, which continued until 1955, provided a venue for social, sporting and cultural activities.
One of the more remarkable aspects of Ben Helfgott’s life is that he bears no grudges or hatred. In an interview at Limmud with Yoram Dori, strategic adviser to President Shimon Peres, he said: “I feel no anger or resentment. I love people. After surviving the Holocaust, I decided to spend my adult life fostering the love of people for one another.
How wonderful it would be if we all could have that kind of response to those who offend, and even violate, us. Helfgott responded much like one of the greatest heroes in the Bible, Joseph, when he forgave his brothers. Genesis 50:20 tells us what he said: “But as for you, you meant evil against me, but God meant it for good, in order to bring it about as it is this day, to save the lives of many people.” We can, perhaps, also help save the lives of many by adhering to Psalm 122:6, which tells us to pray for the peace of Jerusalem.
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LIBYA Benghazi -- 14 May 2011 -- Since the Libyan revolution began in many of the liberated towns public artwork dipicting Colonal Gaddafi has began to appear like this image in Benghazi Libya. The images - which are a result of pent-up resentment against the hated Libyan dictator - are a ruthless satire of the bloody and violent regime which Col Gaddafi has used to repress the Libyan people for the past few decades -- Picture by Rory Mulholland | Lightroom Photos *Copy also available
Pictured L-R: Sharon Kay White (Mary Jo) and Rachel Fowler (Lucille) Photo by P. Switzer Photography
Dividing the Estate, a sardonic comedy by Pulitzer Prize winner author, Horton Foote
Once a family of comfortable wealth, the Gordon’s now find themselves facing a looming financial crisis. The only asset left is the family’s Texas estate but matriarch Stella is determined not to divide the 100 year old property. Her three children have other ideas and set out to convince Stella to go with their plan and come into some money. Old resentments and sibling rivalries surface as the members of this quirky, dysfunctional family connive to see who will claim the biggest piece of the pie in Dividing the Estate.
Französisch Buchholz in the Berlin borough of Pankow, is a district that developed from an earlier settlement in the 13th century and became known as Buchholz. It got its current name because numerous Huguenot families, religious refugees from France, settled here at the end of the 17th century.
By about 1750, the name Französisch Buchholz had become established and the village had become a popular destination for Berliner day trippers.
Because of anti-French resentment in the run-up to the First World War, the district changed its name to Berlin-Buchholz in 1913 and was incorporated into Greater Berlin in 1920.
At the end of the Second World War, Buchholz became part of the Soviet sector of Berlin. After reunification and with some local pressure, the district became Französisch Buchholz again on 30th May 1999, thus after 86 years, regaining its former name.
This thing is supposed to represent the way the Dokumentationszentrum museum pierces to the heart of National Socialism.
I didn't take any pictures of the exhibition. It was very well done, in terms of illustrating the rise of Nazism. It was less about the horrors of the war itself, although it spent a fair amount of time going into the laws and policies that were intended to isolate and eventually wipe out Jews (and gypsies, gays, Jehovah's Witnesses, and other groups). Really, the museum focuses on Germany and the institutions that went so wrong. Also, the big final room shows extensive film from the Nuremberg trial, which was pretty fantastic.
I got here just as a busload of girls (maybe 12-14 years old) arrived. They turned out to be from Britain, and a lot of them were non-white. A couple were Jewish (from their conversation about their grandparents' stories). I thought it was nice that their school made this a part of their trip to Germany.
I got overwhelmed a few times during the exhibition, when the camps came up. There was a pretty detailed map of the camps, detailing which ones started out as labor, which ones were intended as death-camps from the outset, and more. A couple of videos had interviews with German citizens where they tried to explain how they couldn't possibly have suspected what was happening to the Jews, even as their incidental comments implicated them further in the national resentment against Jews.
Trisha appeared on a TV program, admitting that even though she knew she was HIV positive, she continued to work as a prostitute. There was resentment and open hostility towards her and her son. She felt that many people were hypocritical.
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LIBYA Benghazi -- 14 May 2011 -- Since the Libyan revolution began in many of the liberated towns public artwork dipicting Colonal Gaddafi has began to appear like this image in Benghazi Libya. The images - which are a result of pent-up resentment against the hated Libyan dictator - are a ruthless satire of the bloody and violent regime which Col Gaddafi has used to repress the Libyan people for the past few decades -- Picture by Rory Mulholland | Lightroom Photos *Copy also available
No, it wasn't a pretty place at all, but it had a deep melancholy, a shade of resentment. A building that got a raw deal, that might have been celebrated as part of our heritage instead of whispered about and vilified as a place of scandal and pain. With a different history we would see a different outcome. Now all we see is a smoking ruin. Too bad.
LIBYA Benghazi -- 14 May 2011 -- Since the Libyan revolution began in many of the liberated towns public artwork dipicting Colonal Gaddafi has began to appear like this image in Benghazi Libya. The images - which are a result of pent-up resentment against the hated Libyan dictator - are a ruthless satire of the bloody and violent regime which Col Gaddafi has used to repress the Libyan people for the past few decades -- Picture by Rory Mulholland | Lightroom Photos *Copy also available
An Egyptian man cries as he celebrates after President Hosni Mubarak resigned and handed power to the military at Tahrir Square, in Cairo, Egypt, Friday, Feb. 11, 2011. Egypt exploded with joy, tears, and relief after pro-democracy protesters brought down President Hosni Mubarak with a momentous march on his palaces and state TV. Mubarak, who until the end seemed unable to grasp the depth of resentment over his three decades of authoritarian rule, finally resigned Friday and handed power to the military. (AP Photo/Khalil Hamra)
The bitterness, the resentment, the ugliness...why do so many live their life this way? Why do they inflict their unhappiness on others?
We all conduct our lives as we see fit. Some of us choose to find the beauty of a normal day, while others choose to infect those around them with their unhappiness and venom.
Can they not see that one moment of clear sunlight through the clouds? Perhaps they do not want to. Perhaps going through their life as a bitter and twisted individual, inflicting suffering on others is what they feel they were destined to do in life. Perhaps that's all they have to give.
Life, and everything about it, is too short. To not be able to see the joy in a friends laugh, the warmth of a strangers smile, the contentment of a loved one's touch is something I do not want to miss.
To be able to see through the clouds and grasp that one bit of happiness, even in the most awful day, is something everyone should try to achieve.
To grow from adversity, to learn from our mistakes, to grasp the delight of everyday life - no matter what it offers us, is a wonderful thing.
Perhaps those who live in anger and hatred should learn to do this.
A new way to divorce. Coscious uncoupling with collaborative practice. Armando Cecatiello. A minduful divorce. Editore Red! Milano 2018. For info: www.cecatiello.it
The end of a relationship is always a difficult moment that inevitably brings suffering to the former partners, children and all the people close to the couple in crisis. If we add resentment, desire for revenge and anger, the mix can become explosive and make life impossible for everyone. If we view crisis and divorce as a possibility to begin a new life, we can solve the problems in a different and constructive manner, and often even make life better.
This book is meant for married or unmarried couples involved in a family crisis and who seek a successful method to find shared and lasting solutions to their problems, considering the interests of all parties involved. It is also geared for professionals wanting a full picture of the Collaborative Process: lawyers, psychologists, social workers and all those who deal with conflict in general and family crisis in particular. They will find in Collaborative Process an innovative, non-judicial method to solve a conflict.
There is no battle to win: true victory is finding shared solutions together that benefit all, children included.
Armando Cecatiello, Divorce Lawyer, Mediator and Writer, has handled divorce cases both in the courtroom and outside of the judicial system for over 20 years. Specialized in Collaborative Process as well as a trainer in this innovative method, he has vast experience in all matters of family law where he employs a conscious and sustainable approach.
BG Annual Conference 2018 | November 8–10 | ZK/U – Center for Arts and Urbanistics
ambient-revolts.berlinergazette.de
The growing interconnectedness of everyone and everything is transforming our world into an unprecedented techno-social environment. The boundaries between atmosphere and politics are being suspended; already, tiny ruptures can cause cascade-like repercussions – think of cyber-attacks or stock market crashes, right-wing resentment or hashtag-based protest. Such ambient revolts are increasingly driven by artificial intelligence (AI) – involving human interaction but seemingly beyond human oversight. Set against this backdrop, the conference poses the questions: What are the techno-social logics of both regressive and repressive tendencies? What are emancipatory movements up against? What potential do micro-political acts have in day-to-day life? What regulations of automated systems at the macro level will enable democracy to emerge in the age of AI? The Berliner Gazette conference will explore these questions in the context of performances, lectures and workshops.
More info: projekte.berlinergazette.de/ambient-revolts/
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The War on Islam is not being conducted by the West and/or non-Islamic societies. The real War on Islam is being waged by people who call themselves “Muslim.” While they call themselves “Muslim,” they are not Muslim. It is reflected through terrorism, violence, intolerance, hate, extremism, and gender inequality in the name of Allah and the Prophet Mohammed. Some of these battles include internecine violence and persecution: Sunnis vs. Shi’ites and Sufi Muslims and Shi’ites vs. Sunnis and Sufi Muslims and the power strand of intolerance and refusal to recognize the rich Sufi Islamic faithful as “Muslims.” People are tortured and killed, Mosques and Islamic cultural artifacts are systematically destroyed, including the tomb of Mohammed Bin Ali, a descendant of the Prophet’s cousin Imam Ali by ISIS. In fact, the world is “witnessing the greatest destruction of Islamic sites in modern times (news.nationalgeographic.com/2015/07/150702-ISIS-Palmyra-d...) and a relentless barrage of unspeakable acts of evil that are ultimately destroying Islam and the good reputation of the Prophet Mohammed and initiating a backlash of resentment, discrimination and persecution against the innocent true Islamic faithful as well as Islamophobia.