UC Davis students and alumni who were pepper-sprayed by campus police during a protest 10 months ago were pleased with the nearly $1-million settlement the university system has agreed to pay.
Each of the 21 students and alumni will receive $30,000, the University of California announced Wednesday.
The agreement, which must still be approved in federal court, also calls for UC to pay a total of $250,000 to the plaintiffs’ attorneys and set aside a maximum of $100,000 to pay up to $20,000 to any other individuals who join the class-action lawsuit by proving they were either arrested or directly pepper-sprayed, a university statement said.
This article, although here for the first time, was published in June 2010 so adding the word ‘Flashback’ seemed appropriate. A post by Dr Mercola ( Mercola.com ) firmly advocating caution regarding statin drugs.
Doctors are being warned to think more carefully about prescribing cholesterol-lowering drugs by researchers who have found a wide range of “unintended” side effects.
Some doses and types of statins are linked with effects that include liver problems and kidney failure.
BBC News reports:
“Researchers looked at data from more than two million 30-84 year-olds from GP practices in England and Wales over a six-year period. Adverse effects identified in the study, published in the British Medical Journal, include liver problems, acute kidney failure, muscle weakness and cataracts.”
Acne, the scourge of young adulthood, may soon go the way of thedodo—at least, that is what those plagued with pimples hope will be the case now that scientists have discovered a group of viruses that targets and kills bacteria that cause acne. Current antibiotics used to treat acne cannot target specific types of bacteria and therefore have the unintended consequence of killing “good” bacteria, like the types that live in our gut, as well as the acne-causing strain. The viruses, however, are naturally occurring and attack only specific bacteria, in this case, Propionibacterium acnes, a bacterium common in acne pustules. More…Discuss
False friends are words that look or sound the same in different languages but have different meanings. Unlike false cognates, which are completely unrelated, false friends may have a shared origin. For example, gift has a far more sinister German meaning—poison—than it does in English, though both languages derive the word from the same Germanic root. How might a new Spanish speaker worsen her situation by mistakenly using the word embarazada to indicate that she is embarrassed? More…Discuss
A set of 10 rather light but very evocative orchestral pieces. They were originally written for piano duets and orchestrated a few months later. I enjoy the original version too, but I think the orchestra’s wider range of tone color do enhance the pieces quite a lot.
No. 1: Allegretto (0:09) No. 2: Molto moderato (3:45) No. 3: Allegro giusto – Andante – Allegro giusto (8:09) No. 4: Molto maestoso (12:23) No. 5: Allegro giusto (18:41) No. 6: Allegro con moto – Moderato – Tempo I (23:10) No. 7: Allegro grazioso – Poco piu mosso – Tempo I (28:15) No. 8: Un poco allegretto grazioso (31:03) No. 9: Andante con moto (34:50) No. 10: Andante (37:33)
Creator & Director: Erin Cantelo Producer: Christian Heuer Producer: Matt Pittman Cinematographer: Barry Elmore 1st AC: George Nienhuis Sound Mixer/Boom Operator: Kevin Faber DIT: Tyler Owens PA: Jordan Ungar Editor: Kevin Mastman
Featuring: Kenneth Rudnicki Rebecca Pontius
Guerilla Gardeners: Blair Neighbors Eduardo Dujic Victor Dujic Ramiro Navarro Leonardo Becerra Timur Zeinapur Lori Altobelli Erin Cantelo
Music By: “Crezima” by Manuele Atzeni, “In Fielder” by Miró Belle, “Solo Acoustic Guitar” and “Thingamajig” by Jason Shaw.
Perfect sunshine and winds between 15 and 20 knots are usually the recipe for just another training day in the life of PKRA Freestyle World Champion Bruna Kajiya, but on the last week of September 2012, Bruna took on a unique challenge 13 kilometers away from the coast of Rio Grande do Norte state in Northeastern Brazil: kiteboarding on a salt island. Bruna was joined by fellow Brazilian standout Reno Romeu as the pair tackled the Agua Branca Salt Terminal, a trading post through which over 2 million tons of salt are commercialized every year. The glistening crystalline surface providing a kiteboarding medium unlike any other, and challenged these world class kiteboarders to adapt and conquer the new terrain. ___________________________________________________________
Experience the world of Red Bull like you have never seen it before. With the best action sports clips on the web and YouTube exclusive series, prepare for your “stoke factor” to be at an all time high.
Poetry has been to me its own exceeding great reward; it has given me the habit of wishing to discover the good and beautiful in all that meets and surrounds me.
Probably the most successful “singing cowboy” in American film, Autry began performing on the radio during the 1920s in Oklahoma. He moved to Hollywood in the early 30s and went on to star in nearly 100 films, becoming America’s top Western star from 1937 to 1943. He usually played a singing hero astride his famous horse, Champion. He wrote and recorded hundreds of songs, including his signature song, “Back in the Saddle Again.” What well-known Christmas song was Autry’s biggest hit? More…Discuss
Gene Autry and I both like tooled leather (Photo credit: LibraryatNight)
Prior to being excommunicated the first of several times, Holy Roman Emperor Frederick II had planned to go on a crusade. However, an epidemic waylaid him and a large part of his army, delaying the conquest. As a result, he was excommunicated by Pope Gregory IX. He eventually went on the postponed crusade and became king of Jerusalem. With Italy as the center of his power, Frederick, a religious skeptic, was in frequent conflict with the papacy. Frederick wrote the first book on what subject? More…Discuss
French centenarian and former fireman Robert Marchand rode his way into the record books for a second time on Friday, completing a 100-kilometer (62-mile) bike ride in just 4 hours, 17 minutes, and 27 seconds. He averaged 23.3 km/h (14.5 mph) for the duration of his record-setting ride. In February, Marchand set the world hour record for his age group. The cyclist’s longevity and vitality have caught the interest of scientists, who now examine him regularly in the hopes of learning the secret to his long, active life. Marchand turns 101 in November. More…Discuss
Determined to regain the lands in France once held by his ancestors, King Henry V of England rekindled the Hundred Years’ War and all but conquered France. His continuing victories—including his stunning success at the Battle of Agincourt—forced the French to sign a 1420 treaty naming him heir to the throne. However, he died two months before the French king and thus did not inherit the crown. At 16, Henry was shot in the face with an arrow. How did his physician remove it and save his life? More…Discuss
Economic News : Global Economy – Banking/Financial Corruption – Government Overreach – Fiscal irresponsibility – Excessive Use Of Force / Police Brutality
BRUSSELS – Outbursts of violence in both Greece and Spain are not preventing the respective governments from pushing ahead with the further austerity measures asked for by international lenders.
After weeks of haggling, the three-party coalition in Greece on Thursday (27 September) announced a “basic agreement” on €11.5 billion worth of spending cuts needed for the next tranche of bailout money to be disbursed.
But one of the three leaders, Fotis Kouvelis, said there were still some “outstanding issues”, without giving any details. Centre-right Prime Minister Antonis Samaras has struggled to convince his two junior coalition partners from the left to agree to more wage and pension cuts.
My Daddy was a charmer, boys, he had a lot of style He was shining best at everything he did They said that he could lighten up a room with just a smile And I was proud as hell to be his kid
It seemed like just as we were growing close together he was gone But it was long enough to show what I could be And I sometimes feel his spirit fill my body like a song And this is what my Daddy sings to me
Chorus: If they deal you down and dirty in a way you don’t deserve You’ll feel better if you take it like a man If you let ’em drive you crazy, boy, they’ll shut your business down Shake it off and get your licks in when you can ‘Cause the heart is all that matters in the end
They say every song is sweeter when you sing it from the heart I won’t knock it ’cause I tried it and it’s true I may never get to heaven, but I’ve seen a lot of stars And I’m here to bring the same advice to you.
Chorus: If they deal you down and dirty in a way you don’t deserve You’ll feel better if you take it like a man If you let ’em drive you crazy, boy, they’ll shut your business down Shake it off and get your licks in when you can ‘Cause the heart is all that matters in the end
Yes, the heart is all that matters in the end The heart is all that matters in the end
You can run you can hide never let it inside Keep livin’ your life in the dark But sooner or later that gentle persuader Is gonna catch up with your heart Make you a dreamer, believer Believin’ in love
Right when a man’s doin’ all that he can And he thinks he got just what he needs Life will deliver a shock that will shiver And drivin’ him down to his knees Make him start givin’ livin’, livin’ again
Out of the blue she reaches for you And you tell her you don’t have the time So you move away fast but you know it won’t last Cause you can’t get her off of your mind Thoughts are burnin’, turnin’ they’re turning around
How do you know when to stay or to go? And how do you know when it’s real? You don’t need a sign to make up your mind When you got your heart at the wheel You wanna start sharin’ carin’, carin’ again
(chorus)
Love will turn you around, turn you around Love will turn you around, turn you around Turn you around
In 1066, King Edward the Confessor of England died childless. His cousin William of Normandy claimed that he had been promised the throne years earlier, yet Harold, duke of Wessex, was crowned instead. William then assembled a force of 5,000 knights and invaded. He was crowned less than three months later, following a swift and brutal conquest that had a profound and lasting effect on English life. When William landed at Pevensey on September 28, Harold’s forces were busy elsewhere—doing what? More…Discuss
In 2006, England introduced a program offering free bus passes to seniors, but budgetary concerns could soon bring the program to a screeching halt. However, terminating the program could in fact end up costing the government money. Research shows that senior citizens given free bus passes are more likely to undertake “active travel,” defined aswalking, cycling, or using public transportation. This, in turn, can reduce the risk of inactivity-related illnesses among the elderly, thereby cutting healthcare costs. More…Discuss
Resentment is an aching heart, A feeling – as material as black holes of a soul – The soul of the universe is darker than the Black hole in one’s aching heart, All that light poured in, Keeps it for ever mortal.
All light is engulfed, By the stories of vampires, and Batory, and other blue bloods… While the mistress of the night, restores till sunsets – So fireworks leave less smoke behind. Than the day washes off a night’s makeup, the glamour, now removed is lost to the black hole: Self denial is key – love as fear and guilt go hand in hand.
With the evidence that shadows have been breathed in by the greedy black hole,
Poet and artist William Blake is known for the complex mythology he created in his Prophetic Books. Among the characters that take shape in these writings is Orc, a positive figure symbolizing rebellion, passion, freedom, and revolution. He stands opposed to Urizen, a figure of order and tradition. Through characters such as these Blake analyzes the American and French revolutions, which took place during his lifetime. Orc’s life, which ends in rebirth, bears parallels to what religious figures? More…Discuss
To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.
A robin redbreast in a cage
Puts all heaven in a rage.
A dove-house fill'd with doves and pigeons
Shudders hell thro' all its regions.
A dog starv'd at his master's gate
Predicts the ruin of the state.
A horse misused upon the road
Calls to heaven for human blood.
Each outcry of the hunted hare
A fibre from the brain does tear.
A skylark wounded in the wing,
A cherubim does cease to sing.
The game-cock clipt and arm'd for fight
Does the rising sun affright.
Every wolf's and lion's howl
Raises from hell a human soul.
The wild deer, wand'ring here and there,
Keeps the human soul from care.
The lamb misus'd breeds public strife,
And yet forgives the butcher's knife.
The bat that flits at close of eve
Has left the brain that won't believe.
The owl that calls upon the night
Speaks the unbeliever's fright.
He who shall hurt the little wren
Shall never be belov'd by men.
He who the ox to wrath has mov'd
Shall never be by woman lov'd.
The wanton boy that kills the fly
Shall feel the spider's enmity.
He who torments the chafer's sprite
Weaves a bower in endless night.
The caterpillar on the leaf
Repeats to thee thy mother's grief.
Kill not the moth nor butterfly,
For the last judgement draweth nigh.
He who shall train the horse to war
Shall never pass the polar bar.
The beggar's dog and widow's cat,
Feed them and thou wilt grow fat.
The gnat that sings his summer's song
Poison gets from slander's tongue.
The poison of the snake and newt
Is the sweat of envy's foot.
The poison of the honey bee
Is the artist's jealousy.
The prince's robes and beggar's rags
Are toadstools on the miser's bags.
A truth that's told with bad intent
Beats all the lies you can invent.
It is right it should be so;
Man was made for joy and woe;
And when this we rightly know,
Thro' the world we safely go.
Joy and woe are woven fine,
A clothing for the soul divine.
Under every grief and pine
Runs a joy with silken twine.
The babe is more than swaddling bands;
Every farmer understands.
Every tear from every eye
Becomes a babe in eternity;
This is caught by females bright,
And return'd to its own delight.
The bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar,
Are waves that beat on heaven's shore.
The babe that weeps the rod beneath
Writes revenge in realms of death.
The beggar's rags, fluttering in air,
Does to rags the heavens tear.
The soldier, arm'd with sword and gun,
Palsied strikes the summer's sun.
The poor man's farthing is worth more
Than all the gold on Afric's shore.
One mite wrung from the lab'rer's hands
Shall buy and sell the miser's lands;
Or, if protected from on high,
Does that whole nation sell and buy.
He who mocks the infant's faith
Shall be mock'd in age and death.
He who shall teach the child to doubt
The rotting grave shall ne'er get out.
He who respects the infant's faith
Triumphs over hell and death.
The child's toys and the old man's reasons
Are the fruits of the two seasons.
The questioner, who sits so sly,
Shall never know how to reply.
He who replies to words of doubt
Doth put the light of knowledge out.
The strongest poison ever known
Came from Caesar's laurel crown.
Nought can deform the human race
Like to the armour's iron brace.
When gold and gems adorn the plow,
To peaceful arts shall envy bow.
A riddle, or the cricket's cry,
Is to doubt a fit reply.
The emmet's inch and eagle's mile
Make lame philosophy to smile.
He who doubts from what he sees
Will ne'er believe, do what you please.
If the sun and moon should doubt,
They'd immediately go out.
To be in a passion you good may do,
But no good if a passion is in you.
The whore and gambler, by the state
Licensed, build that nation's fate.
The harlot's cry from street to street
Shall weave old England's winding-sheet.
The winner's shout, the loser's curse,
Dance before dead England's hearse.
Every night and every morn
Some to misery are born,
Every morn and every night
Some are born to sweet delight.
Some are born to sweet delight,
Some are born to endless night.
We are led to believe a lie
When we see not thro' the eye,
Which was born in a night to perish in a night,
When the soul slept in beams of light.
God appears, and God is light,
To those poor souls who dwell in night;
But does a human form display
To those who dwell in realms of day.
Auguries of Innocence (poems) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
S`io credesse che mia risposta fosse A persona che mai tornasse al mondo, Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse. Ma perciocche giammai di questo fondo Non torno vivo alcun, s'i'odo il vero, Senza tema d'infamia ti rispondo. Let us go then, you and I, When the evening is spread out against the sky Like a patient etherized upon a table; Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets, The muttering retreats Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells: Streets that follow like a tedious argument Of insidious intent To lead you to an overwhelming question... Oh, do not ask, "What is it?" Let us go and make our visit. In the room the women come and go Talking of Michelangelo. The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes The yellow smoke…
Eliot was an American-British poet and critic and an immensely distinguished literary figure who, from the 1920s on, was the most influential English-languagemodernist poet. His early poems, such as “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” and “The Waste Land,” express the anguish and barrenness of modern life and the isolation of the individual. In his later poetry, he turned from spiritual desolation to hope for human salvation. What book by Eliot is the basis for the musical Cats? More…Discuss
Construction on the Queen Mary ocean liner began in Scotland in 1930. In 1934, British King George V’s consort, Queen Mary, christened the ship in her own name. Operated by the Cunard Line, the glamorous luxury ship carried passengers between New York and England for decades—except during World War II, when it was painted grey and converted to carry troops. In the 1960s, air travel rendered transatlantic passenger ships obsolete, and the Queen Mary was retired. Where is it now? More…Discuss
A new respiratory illness that has killed one and left another in critical condition has been identified, and researchers say the virus that causes it is in the same family as the SARS virus, which infected thousands and killed hundreds around the world in anoutbreak in 2002 and 2003. International health authorities are on alert, but no travel restrictions have yet been issued, as there have been only two confirmed cases of the new illness thus far. Both of those cases have been traced to the Middle East, and there is no indication that the disease has spread. More…Discuss
Dating to antiquity, siege towers were large, portable structures that aided soldiers in scaling defensive walls and shielded them as they did so. The massive towers were filled with soldiers and then wheeled up to the walls of a besieged fortress, whereupon gangplanks would be lowered to allow the invading force access. Archers and catapults were often positioned on top of the towers so that they could fire upon enemies during an assault. What protected the wooden towers from flaming arrows? More…Discuss
So we’ve put an end to it this time. I’m no longer yours and you’re no longer mine. You said this hill looks far too steep If I’m not even sure it’s me you wanna keep. And it’s been ten days without you in my reach, And the only time I’ve touched you is in my sleep. But time has changed nothing at all – You’re still the only one that feels like home. I’ve tried cutting the ropes and I let you go but you’re still the only one That feels like home.
You won’t talk me into it next time, If I’m going away your hearts coming too. ‘Cos I miss your hands I miss your face. When I get back let’s disappear without a trace.
‘Cos it’s been ten days without you in my reach, And the only time I’ve touched you is in my sleep.
But time has changed nothing at all – You’re still the only one that feels like home. I’ve tried cutting the ropes, Tried letting go but you’re still the only one That feels like home.
So tell me, did you really think… Oh tell me, did you really think I had gone when you couldn’t see me anymore? When you couldn’t…
‘Cos baby time has changed nothing at all – You’re still the only one that feels like home. And I’ve tried cutting the ropes, I let you go but you’re still the only one That feels like home, yeah, You’re still the only one that feels like home, You’re still the only one I’ve gotta love. Oh yeah…
He left a card, a bar of soap and a scrubbing brush next to a note That said “use these down to your bones” And before I knew I had shiny skin and it felt easy being clean like him I thought “this one knows better than I do”
A triangle trying to squeeze through a circle He tried to cut me so I’d fit
And doesn’t that sound familiar? Doesn’t that hit too close to home? Doesn’t that make you shiver; the way things could’ve gone? And doesn’t it feel peculiar when everyone wants a little more? And so that I do remember to never go that far, Could you leave me with a scar?
So the next one came with a bag of treats, she smelled like sugar and spoke like the sea And she told me don’t trust them, trust me Then she pulled at my stitches one by one, looked at my insides clicking her tongue and said “This will all have to come undone”
A triangle trying to squeeze through a circle She tried to blunt me so I’d fit
And doesn’t that sound familiar? Doesn’t that hit too close to home? Doesn’t that make you shiver; the way things could have gone? And doesn’t it feel peculiar when everyone wants a little more? And so that I do remember to never go that far, Could you leave me with a scar?
I think I realized just in time, although my old self was hard to find You can bathe me in your finest wine but I’ll never give you mine ‘Cos I’m a little bit tired of fearing that I’ll be the bad fruit nobody buys Tell me, did you think we’d all dream the same?
And doesn’t that sound familiar? Doesn’t that hit too close to home? Doesn’t that make you shiver; the way things could have gone? And doesn’t it feel peculiar when everyone wants a little more? And so that I do remember to never go that far, Could you leave me with a scar? Could you leave me with a scar?
I don’t know what I’ve done Or if I like what I’ve begun But something told me to run And honey you know me it’s all or none
There were sounds in my head A little voice is whispering That I should go and this should end Oh and I found my self listening
‘Cause I don’t know who I am, who I am without you All I know is that I should And I don’t know if I could stand another hand upon you All I know is that I should
‘Cause she will love you more then I could She who dares to stand where I stood
See I thought love was black and white That it was wrong or it was right
But you ain’t leaving without a fight And I think I am just as torn inside [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/m/missy_higgins/where_i_stood.html ] ‘Cause I don’t know who I am, who I am without you All I know is that I should And I don’t know if I could stand another hand upon you All I know is that I should
‘Cause she will love you more then I could She who dares to stand where I stood
And I won’t be far from where you are if ever you should call You meant more to me then any one I’ve ever loved at all But you taught me how to trust myself And so I say to you, this is what I have to do.
‘Cause I don’t know who I am, who I am without you All I know is that I should And I don’t know if I could stand another hand upon you All I know is that I should ‘Cause she will love you more then I could She who dares to stand where I stood She who dares to stand where I stood.
Words and music by Johnny Cash
(Spoken)
I got cotton in the bottom land
It's up and growin' and I got a good stand
My good wife and them kids of mine
Gonna get new shoes, come Pickin' Time
Get new shoes come Pickin' Time.
Ev'ry night when I go to bed
I thank the Lord that my kids are fed
They live on beans eight days and nine
But I get 'em fat come Pickin' Time
Get 'em fat come come Pickin' Time.
The corn is yellow and the beans are high
The sun is hot in the summer sky
The work is hard til layin' by
Layin' by til Pickin' Time
Layin' by til Pickin' Time.
It's hard to see by the coal-oil light
And I turn it off purty early at night
'Cause a jug of coal-oil costs a dime
But I stay up late come Pickin' Time
Stay up late come Pickin' Time.
My old wagon barely gets me to town
I patched the wheels and I watered 'em down
Keep her in shape so she'll be fine
To haul my cotton come Pickin' Time
Haul my cotton come Pickin' Time.
Last Sunday mornin' when they passed the hat
It was still nearly empty back where I sat
But the preacher smiled and said that's fine
The Lord'll wait til Pickin' Time
The Lord'll wait til Pickin' Time.
Well I was born the coal miner‘s daughter in a cabin on a hill in Butcher Holler We were poor but we had love that’s the one thing that daddy made sure of He shovel coal to make a poor man’s dollar My daddy worked all night in the Vanleer coal mine all day long in the field hoein’ corn Mommie rocked the baby that night and read the Bible by the coal oil light And everything would start all over come break of morn Daddy loved and raised eight kids on a miner’s pay Mommie scrubbed our clothes on a washboard everyday Why I’ve seen her fingers bleed to complain there was no need She’s smiled in mommie’s understanding way In the summertime we didn’t have shoes to wear But in the wintertime we’d all get a brand new pair From a mail order catalog money made by selling a hog Daddy always managed to get the money somewhere Yeah I’m proud to be a coal miner’s daughter I remember well the well where I drew water The work we done was hard at night we’d sleep cause we were tired I never thought I’d ever leave the Butcher Holler But a lots of things have changed since the way back then And it’s so good to be back home again Not much left but the floor nothing lives there anymore Just the mem’ries of a coal miner’s daughter
Back through the years I go wonderin once again Back to the seasons of my youth I recall a box of rags that someone gave us And how my momma put the rags to use There were rags of many colors Every piece was small And I didn’t have a coat And it was way down in the fall Momma sewed the rags together Sewin every piece with love She made my coat of many colors That I was so proud of As she sewed, she told a story From the bible, she had read About a coat of many colors Joseph wore and then she said Perhaps this coat will bring you Good luck and happiness And I just couldnt wait to wear it And momma blessed it with a kiss Chorus:
My coat of many colors That my momma made for me Made only from rags But I wore it so proudly Although we had no money I was rich as I could be In my coat of many colors My momma made for me
So with patches on my britches Holes in both my shoes In my coat of many colors I hurried off to school Just to find the others laughing And making fun of me In my coat of many colors My momma made for me
And oh I couldnt understand it For I felt I was rich And I told them of the love My momma sewed in every stitch And I told em all the story Momma told me while she sewed And how my coat of many colors Was worth more than all their clothes
But they didn’t understand it And I tried to make them see That one is only poor Only if they choose to be Now I know we had no money But I was rich as I could be In my coat of many colors My momma made for me Made just for me
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