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The Migrant Workers Who Follow Climate Disasters
A growing group of laborers is trailing hurricanes and wildfires the way farmworkers follow crops, contracting for big disaster-recovery firms, and facing exploitation, injury, and death.
By Sarah Stillman
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Bellaliz Gonzalez had never heard of Midland, Michigan, before a white van dropped her off there in late May, 2020. The journey from her home in Miami, with twelve colleagues, had taken around twenty-two hours. She arrived to a region devastated by a recent flood: cracked roads, collapsed bridges. Gonzalez, a fifty-four-year-old asylum seeker from Venezuela, with neatly coiffed auburn hair, prided herself on remaining calm in dangerous situations. In Venezuela, she had worked as an environmental engineer and run several of the country's national parks. But for the past three years, living in the U.S., she had turned to manual labor to make money. Earlier that week, she had been recruited to work with a franchise of a disaster-restoration company called Servpro, to help Midland recover. She carried her go bag, which contained steel-toed boots, thick jeans, and gold hoop earrings that helped her feel elegant while doing backbreaking work. At the job site, she received a neon-yellow vest that featured Servpro's name on the back, and the words "Safety Starts with You."
Gonzalez and her colleagues had rushed to Midland after a torrential downpour—the effects of Tropical Storm Arthur—had burst through two hydroelectric dams. Governor Gretchen Whitmer described the damage as "unlike anything we've seen in five hundred years." Eighteen inches of water flooded the local courthouse; vehicles from a nearby vintage-car museum escaped, belly-up, from the destroyed showroom. Whitmer declared that restoring the region would be a "herculean undertaking." Some twenty-five hundred buildings needed repairs. Particularly urgent, given the surging pandemic, were conditions at a hospital in the city, MidMichigan Medical Center–Midland, where one of the I.C.U.s had lost power.
Gonzalez is part of a new transitory workforce, made up largely of immigrants, many undocumented, who follow climate disasters around the country the way agricultural workers follow crops, helping communities rebuild. She'd addressed damage inflicted by hurricanes, fires, floods, and tornadoes across seven states, scrubbing mildew blooms and clearing pools of toxic sludge from universities, factories, and airports. The work seemed meaningful and occasionally made her feel like a lucky tourist: she sometimes stayed in the shambles of beachside resorts she couldn't otherwise afford. But it felt risky, too. In 2019, in Santa Rosa Beach, Florida, after Hurricane Michael, she gutted the insulation of a home without proper protective gear and felt little pieces of fibreglass cutting her skin. The same year, in the aftermath of Hurricane Florence, she helped demolish a serpentarium in North Carolina; the former owner, an eccentric herpetologist, had been murdered by his wife in the adjoining apartment. On the walls of the exhibits, placards had warned visitors of the effects of snake venom: "The bitten extremity swells to massive proportions . . . and your eyes weep blood." Now the threat was the foul-smelling dust kicked up by the demolition, which left her coughing and wheezing.
Gonzalez and her seventeen-year-old daughter, Angelica, lived in Florida with Gonzalez's sister, Enilsa. For months, Enilsa had been begging her to quit chasing catastrophes, and, after the pandemic began, she got a job at a McDonald's. But the work was tedious, and paid poorly. Gonzalez and her daughter slept on twin couches in Enilsa's living room. Angelica, a senior in high school and an aspiring graphic designer, hoped to go to college, but Gonzalez wasn't sure she could afford it. In May, 2020, working an all-night shift, Gonzalez burned her forearm baking apple pies, and took it as a sign. Soon after, she saw a WhatsApp message from a group of Venezuelan storm workers noting a job offer from a small disaster-recovery labor broker called Back to New, based in Houston, that provided "on-demand workers, nationwide, 24/7." It had a contract with a Servpro franchise and put out an urgent call for workers. The opportunity, the company promised, was "COVID-19 ready."
Back to New sent more than a hundred workers to Midland from Florida and Texas, most of them Venezuelans. Many were experienced disaster workers, but some had recently been pushed into the work by pandemic debts. Leyda Yanes, a former attorney from Caracas, had worked at a bakery in Miami until it closed during the lockdowns. She had seen an ad from Back to New, and persuaded her husband, Jesús Delgado, an Uber driver, and their extended family to go to Midland. Workers told me that they had not been tested for covid or made to wear a mask. Gonzalez wore one, and, in the van, a young woman scolded her: "Don't you know that you're breathing your own air in that thing? You'll cause permanent lung damage."
In Midland, the group found conditions that were far from "COVID-19 ready." They were taken to a local hotel, where they learned that they'd be sleeping four to a room, two to a bed. Gonzalez and others would be cleaning floodwater and damaged goods out of the Midland hospital, including its morgue. Workers said that daily meetings were held indoors and were crowded, as was the group's work area; they were given inadequate protective gear that quickly ran out. (Back to New denied any wrongdoing during the project.) At the end of Gonzalez's shift, she and Yanes would scour the ground for discarded latex gloves to wash and reuse. Reinaldo Quintero, a broad-shouldered worker from Maracaibo, the city where Gonzalez grew up, belted gaita music, a regional genre, and recruited Delgado to sing along.
Still, Gonzalez couldn't let go of her worries. She asked a supervisor why they weren't having the temperature checks they'd been guaranteed. "The thermometer's broken," the woman replied, shrugging. One day, around 6 A.M., Gonzalez and other workers climbed into vans bound for the hospital. "Where's Reinaldo?" Delgado asked. Someone replied, "He's not feeling well." Gonzalez's bedmate was also ill. "Maybe it's just the changing weather?" Gonzalez suggested. She soon learned that Quintero had been tested for COVID-19. Later, she felt a pounding headache.
Cartoon by Roz Chast
On Saturday night, Gonzalez and several other workers decided to call Saket Soni, an organizer whom Gonzalez had met a few years earlier. Soni runs a nonprofit, called Resilience Force, that advocates for the fast-growing group of disaster-restoration laborers. As the workers follow storms, the organization follows them, trying to fight wage theft, avert injury, and generally prevent the kinds of disasters-within-disasters that pervade the industry. Soni is forty-three, with dark hair and owlish glasses, and an air of intense curiosity. That night, he was at his apartment in Washington, D.C., cooking an elaborate meal of octopus vindaloo. When he answered the phone, a group of workers clamored on the other end. Then Gonzalez came on the line. "Saket, it's bad," she said. "I think we're contaminados."
Apocalyptic weather has pushed many Americans into a belated recognition of the climate emergency. In the Pacific Northwest, temperatures surged past a hundred and ten degrees in June, killing more than two hundred people. In the Southwest, a "megadrought" dropped water levels to a once-in-a-millennium low. This past summer, Hurricane Ida sent Biblical rains through the roofs of homes across the Gulf Coast, then pushed north, killing at least eleven people in flooded basement apartments in New York City. But, even as awareness grows about what President Joe Biden calls our "code red" extreme-weather threat, most Americans know little about the labor crisis tucked within it.
The work of disaster recovery has always been gruelling. When the most lethal storm in U.S. history hit Galveston, Texas, in 1900, as Al Roker describes it in his book "The Storm of the Century," "white soldiers forced Black men at gunpoint to the front lines of the most horrifying labor that any city could ever face," which included loading hundreds of corpses onto a barge to be dumped at sea. After the Great Okeechobee Hurricane struck southern Florida, in 1928, three-fourths of those killed were migrant agricultural workers, most of them Black. Local officials conscripted the survivors to bury the dead in mass graves—pine coffins were primarily reserved for white victims—and, when some refused, they were denied food, or shot dead.
Today, the structure of the industry has radically transformed. For much of the twentieth century, many disaster-restoration businesses were mom-and-pop shops; they earned mostly modest revenues for repairing mostly modest problems (a house burned down by a stray cigarette, a chimney felled in a storm), and occasionally got windfalls when an outsized catastrophe struck. The work was done mainly by local laborers. In recent years, though, according to the Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change, greenhouse-gas emissions from human activities have made extreme weather more common and more intense. The National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration noted a new U.S. record in 2020: a total of twenty-two "billion-dollar disasters." Insurance companies paid out at least seventy-six billion dollars for repairs that year, and the government paid more than a hundred billion. "We're going to spare no expense," Biden told the Federal Emergency Management Agency this past May, announcing that he would double its funds to prepare for extreme weather.
As money poured in, companies consolidated, and began to chase extreme weather across the country, competing for insurance payouts and government contracts. Quality Awning & Construction was founded in 1946 in Dearborn, Michigan, to handle small fix-up jobs around town. By 1989, the firm had changed its name, and the brothers who ran it began sending caravans of workers to storms in other states. In 2001, the firm was sold for an estimated two hundred million dollars to Belfor USA Group, an emerging industry heavyweight then run by Mark Davis and Jeff Johnson. Today, the company does upward of two billion dollars in business annually. As Forbes put it, "Climate change is good for Belfor." Servpro, similarly, was founded as a family-owned painting business in 1967, and now has nineteen hundred locations across the U.S. and Canada.
In the past five years, private-equity firms have acquired dozens of disaster-restoration companies. In 2019, Blackstone, one of the world's largest private-equity firms, acquired a majority stake in Servpro Industries, reportedly for more than a billion dollars. The same year, American Securities, a Manhattan-based firm, acquired Belfor. If you run a local fix-'em-up firm, you can now attend a workshop in Las Vegas called "Why, How, and When to Sell Your Restoration Business," which promises "the only sure bet in Vegas—you will come away a winner."
Chasing disasters requires a labor force that is open to arduous work and is instantly mobile. Servpro promises to furnish workers to crisis sites within days, or even hours; one of its slogans is "Faster to any size disaster." To marshal this force, many companies turn to an ill-regulated group of subcontractors and labor brokers, which, in turn, cultivate social networks of migrants and other people seeking economic opportunity. As demand has grown, many of these workers have come to travel a yearly catastrophe circuit.
Sergio Chávez, a sociologist at Rice University, has surveyed more than three hundred roofers from Mexico in the course of the past nine years. "At one point, they were all local roofers, stationed in Houston or Austin or San Antonio," he told me. "Now they're national storm chasers." Some men see hurricane jobs as a life-transforming boon. "But the work is devastating on the body," Chávez said. "The majority of these guys don't have access to health insurance or paid leave." When they're hurt or sick, he continued, "they have informal mechanisms to recover. They'll pool their resources and give an injured colleague as much money as possible." The life style is also isolating: "One of my guys, a storm chaser named Juanito, died of a heart attack in his mid-thirties, from substance abuse. He was without his wife, following storms, and he was so lonely." Existing laws to protect these workers are widely under-enforced. "After a disaster, the contractors will owe thirty thousand dollars by the time the last paycheck is due," Chávez said. "Instead of paying, they'll call ICE or the police."
In the past year, I followed Resilience Force through more than twenty disaster recoveries during one of the fiercest periods of extreme weather on record. I spoke with more than a hundred workers, storm survivors, advocates, and climate-change experts, and reviewed thousands of pages of Department of Labor records, death-and-injury reports, and documents emerging from worker-mistreatment litigation. All told, I found more than two thousand credible claims of harm to workers, including instances of fatal or injurious working conditions, stolen wages, assaults, and labor trafficking. I often thought of a worry that preoccupied Gonzalez in Midland: that news cameras descend when a storm or a fire arrives but move on before the work of recovery—often its own disaster—begins.
Saket Soni first encountered this nascent workforce in 2005, after Hurricane Katrina. He had grown up in New Delhi, and studied English literature and theatre at the University of Chicago. He graduated in 2000, on the eve of 9/11 and the subsequent creation of Immigration and Customs Enforcement. He bungled his immigration paperwork, an error that he thought would be "a minor thing, like an overdue library book." Instead, he became undocumented, and was dropped from his job and evicted. "I lost my foothold on normal life," he said. He assumed the alias Aram on official paperwork, a name he borrowed from a book of short stories that features migrant watermelon harvesters. Eventually, he got his visa issues resolved and found work as a community organizer. When Katrina hit, he moved to New Orleans and fought on behalf of Black residents who'd been displaced—many of them living in FEMA trailers—arguing for their right to return to their neighborhoods.
At the same time, Soni got to know the workers who were helping to rebuild the region. In City Park, hundreds of migrant laborers were sleeping in tents beneath the oak trees. One of them, Mariano Alvarado, had been a shrimper back in Honduras, until droughts tied to climate change made his livelihood untenable; in New Orleans, he spent his days clearing spoiled food from a storm-ravaged elementary school and dealing with wage theft and verbal lashings from bosses. At a boutique hotel, Soni met Daniel Castellanos, a tall Peruvian, who had paid four thousand dollars to a labor broker on the promise of a well-paid post-Katrina construction job. When he arrived in the city, he was pressed into cleaning hotel toilets and floors for paltry wages, and sleeping on a cot alongside rats in the hotel's basement. "We mortgaged our homes, sold property, and plunged our families into debt to pay the fees," Castellanos said. "When I first got here, others told me, 'Welcome to the United Slaves of America.' And, for me, it was true."
Soni soon got a call from an Indian pipe fitter. The man said that he had been promised a lucrative gig for a company called Signal International: he would receive a green card and temporary housing in comfortable quarters while he worked to repair Gulf Coast oil rigs damaged by the storm. He'd paid a labor broker more than ten thousand dollars for the opportunity. When he arrived, he found himself with a guest-worker visa, living with twenty-three other men in a labor camp, a squalid space the size of a double-wide trailer, paying more than a thousand dollars a month for the privilege. Soni and other organizers soon discovered that recruiters had ensnared hundreds of Indian laborers in a similar scheme. If the men protested, they were threatened with deportation; three of the group's leaders were held under the watch of armed guards. Soni helped the workers travel to the White House and stage a hunger strike. Eventually, a broad coalition, including the American Civil Liberties Union and the Southern Poverty Law Center, sued, and secured one of the largest human-trafficking settlements in U.S. history: twenty million dollars, plus a formal apology from Signal International, which declared bankruptcy. "Signal was wrong in failing to ensure that the guest workers were treated with the respect and dignity they deserved," the company admitted.
Soni thought that, as the Gulf Coast recovered from Katrina, the calls might fade. Instead, panicked workers dialled his number after flooding in Baton Rouge, in 2016, and after Hurricane Harvey hit Texas, in 2017. He noticed that, following Katrina, many workers had begun to live on the road, making use of the skills they'd acquired while rebuilding New Orleans. "I realized a new identity was forming among these workers, who regarded themselves not just as day laborers, but as people who repair after disasters," Soni said. He started calling them "resilience workers," and conducted a series of in-depth interviews for a document he titled "A Taxonomy of Jobs at the End of the World."
Around the country, advocates were noticing new links between climate change and labor exploitation. Nadia Marin-Molina, who co-directs the National Day Laborer Organizing Network, told me, "After Katrina, we realized that we needed to reach out and support immigrant workers during disaster recovery, and also to create longer-term structures across the country, like local workers' centers." The workers lacked a shared shop floor or a consistent employer, but Soni, too, believed that they needed to be organized. He came to see their fates as entwined with those of the people disproportionately affected by disasters, including low-income survivors of hurricanes and wildfires. He started to advocate for those people as well. In the fall of 2017, Soni, Castellanos, and others formed Resilience Force.
Over the next few years, Soni and Castellanos hopscotched between disaster zones, slipping onto job sites to speak to workers and hand out flyers, bottled water, and beef jerky. (Often, Castellanos carried a Bible in his bag, so that, if challenged by management, he and Soni could pretend to be Seventh-day Adventists.) After Hurricane Irma hit the Florida Keys, in 2017, a tip led them to Gonzalez.
Gonzalez worked several disasters last year, including hurricanes, floods, and fires.Photograph by Rose Marie Cromwell for The New Yorker
In Venezuela, Gonzalez had balanced her job as a conservationist with life as a single mother. She often brought Angelica with her into open fields to plant mahogany trees—"the lungs of the earth," she called them. But in early 2017 she got into a series of clashes at work, including when she fought against the deforestation of a bird sanctuary. She faced threats of violence, and fled to Miami. A friend soon told her about a disaster-restoration opportunity at the Hyatt Residence Club Key West, Windward Pointe. "I've been an office worker my whole life," Gonzalez protested. But she signed on with a fly-by-night labor broker that supplied low-wage workers to Cotton Commercial USA, a behemoth disaster-restoration firm. The labor broker drove her to the country's southernmost tip, where a sign read:
UNLIMITED OPPORTUNITIES
TROPICAL VACATIONLAND
When Gonzalez arrived at the battered hotel, she was put to work stripping soggy carpets and carrying broken fans out of mold-ridden rooms. She was euphoric when she received her first check, but her second bounced, as did her third. She also wasn't paid for overtime, a considerable portion of her earnings. Other workers were being cheated, too; when colleagues texted to complain, they later alleged, their boss responded, "I am American," and "I owe you nothing ok stop bothering [me] or immigration will come to your house."
When Castellanos got in touch, Gonzalez thought, "The last thing I'd want is for immigration to come and put me in prison." But her mother had always told her, "If a man treats you poorly, speak up." That week, she began gathering evidence, turning over faulty checks and time stamps to Resilience Force. The team filed a class-action suit against Cotton and its subcontractors, and the workers received fifty thousand dollars plus legal fees in a settlement with Cotton. (A spokesperson for Cotton said that it conceded no wrongdoing and had paid the labor broker for the work, adding that the company "believes workers are entitled to just compensation and has a more than twenty-year history partnering with third-party labor providers." The labor broker could not be reached for comment.) Gonzalez told me, "After that, I stopped being afraid that we didn't have papers, and started realizing that we could organize together."
Members of Resilience Force often noticed tensions between residents and the workers coming to rebuild their towns. In 2018, after Hurricane Michael hit the Florida Panhandle, undocumented workers fixed the homes of Donald Trump supporters who wished to see them deported; Confederate flags sometimes flew out front. "We wanted to build relationships between the workers and the beneficiaries of their labor," Soni said. The team canvassed residents and found that many felt left behind by FEMA. A white father of three told Soni about being evicted from government housing for storm survivors and having to move his family into a tent outside a church, saying, "It feels like we went through a hurricane twice."
Resilience Force began recruiting workers to rebuild the homes of local residents in need, without charge, after which they'd share a big dinner and talk. Soni recalled that, after one such meal, which Gonzalez attended, a white mortician who'd hung a sign reading "Strangers Will Be Shot" on his door quietly took it down. "It's not inevitable that the traumatic experience of a disaster will lead to more solidarity between political adversaries," Soni said. "But at the micro level it creates an opening."
In the days after the storm, law enforcement had tacitly accepted the presence of undocumented workers. As the Panhandle regained its footing, though, Soni saw a change. A task force, including the Bay County Sheriff's Office, staged a series of undercover sting operations: when workers came to fix houses with damaged roofs, and quoted a price, the "homeowners" arrested them for "contracting without a license"—a felony during a state of emergency—then, if they were undocumented, turned them over to ICE for deportation. (A spokesperson for the sheriff's office wrote to me, "It was NEVER about immigration. It was about non-licensed, substandard work on the homes of our residents already suffering the loss of their property." Unscrupulous contractors have, in some cases, preyed on storm survivors.) Workers, prepped by Resilience Force, testified at county-commission meetings against the crackdown and spoke with local officials to convince them that they were vital to the region's economic recovery.
The physical perils of resilience work became increasingly evident to Soni. A forty-three-year-old roofer stepped on a skylight and fell to his death; three utility workers were struck and killed by a pickup truck while repairing power lines. Resilience Force often encountered the same people doing dangerous tasks in storm after storm. One afternoon, a man named Gustavo, in a panic, told Soni about a co-worker with whom he had been fixing a nearby roof. Their boss had urged them to continue through a rainstorm without safety harnesses, and the colleague had slipped and fallen fifteen feet to the driveway beneath. "Blood was coming from his mouth like a faucet," Gustavo said. Looking at a picture, Soni instantly recognized the man: it was Mariano Alvarado, the Honduran shrimper he had met in New Orleans after Katrina. He and Castellanos rushed to the hospital, where they found Alvarado in a coma; when he finally woke up, two days later, he learned that he'd ruptured a disk in his back, lost thirty per cent of his vision, and developed blood clots in his brain. Doctors later removed the clots, an expensive procedure for which he had no insurance coverage. For days, he was unable to talk or walk. To Soni, it was "an instant, horrible vindication of why Resilience Force was on the right track."
In the years that followed, Soni and his colleagues met some five thousand disaster workers. They recruited many, including Gonzalez, to be informal member-advocates—what Soni called "our eyes and ears on the ground"—sharing screenshots of job advertisements, sending updates about their work-site conditions, and reminding co-workers of their rights. Soni bought a corkboard map of the United States for charting workers' journeys, and devoted a red pushpin to Gonzalez. When the pandemic began, he learned that she and dozens of other Venezuelans were heading to Michigan, the site of one of the first major pandemic-era climate disasters, and worried about how the two crises might collide.
By the time Gonzalez called Resilience Force from her hotel room in Midland, she had a fever and a painful ache spreading up her spine. She and the other workers demanded COVID tests, but the county health department was closed during their off-hours, and workers told me that Back to New made it difficult for them to go during the workday. When some of the workers did manage to make the trip, twenty-two tested positive. One of Back to New's co-owners was asked to convey the Governor's order that they quarantine for fourteen days. Instead, workers said, he told many of them that they were fired. He was sending them back to Florida and Texas, workers said, cramming the sick together with the healthy for the journey.
Gonzalez had once helped Resilience Force to craft a comic-book-style manual that they handed out in disaster zones, teaching laborers how to document job-site abuses. ("Get the terms of your employment in writing." "Take pictures of license plates of your employers if you are able.") Now she tried to put this advice into practice. That Sunday morning, hardly able to move, she was thrown out of her hotel with her colleagues. Standing in the parking lot, she filmed a dispatch on her cell phone. "My name is Bellaliz Gonzalez, and I'm fifty-four years old," she said. "Here, they treated us like animals." She panned across a parking lot, filming her sick colleagues, who were being put into vans in defiance of the Governor's orders. (Some were taken to Indiana, to work another disaster for Back to New.) "They didn't care about our lives," she said.
Resilience Force forwarded Gonzalez's footage to authorities and the local press. The organization took up the job of contact tracing and rented Airbnbs so that workers could quarantine once they reached home. Gonzalez holed up alone and shook with fever, not telling Enilsa or Angelica; Cynthia Hernandez, a Resilience Force organizer who'd grown close to Gonzalez, brought her soup. She slowly recovered. Help reached Yanes and Delgado too late, and the couple soon fell ill, as did their grandchildren. Yanes recovered quickly, but Delgado had to be hospitalized. On oxygen in the emergency room, he hallucinated that he was stuck in a singing contest, just as Quintero had encouraged him to perform at the Midland morgue. In order to stay alive, he had to prod himself and say, "Keep singing! Keep singing!" He eventually returned home and began driving an Uber again, with an oxygen tank in the passenger seat.
Soni and his team drafted a legal strategy. They documented accounts from dozens of workers and tallied a series of alleged legal violations by Servpro Industries, their franchisees, and Back to New. All told, they said, it amounted to "highly unsafe and life-threatening conditions during the course of disaster recovery work." They alleged that in Indiana, as in Midland, a mass infection occurred and many workers were sent back to Florida. This past April, Resilience Force was dealt a blow. In a hearing, Servpro Industries' lawyer argued that the company "did not employ any of these Plaintiffs," because its franchisees and their subcontractors are independently owned and operated. A week later, the judge agreed, dismissing the claims against Servpro Industries and allowing only the claims against the smaller entities to continue. (A spokesperson for Servpro Industries said that the company was "not in any way involved in the provision of these services." The local franchisees could not be reached for comment. The co-owner of Back to New wrote, in a statement, "We deny the specific allegations of wrongdoing.") Servpro continued to make millions during the pandemic; vans travelled around the country emblazoned with another of its corporate slogans, "Like It Never Even Happened." More than ever, Soni felt that Resilience Force's fight wouldn't be won by suing one company at a time; a larger intervention was needed.
On a chilly Thursday in October, 2020, I met Soni in New Orleans, and we set out for Lake Charles, Louisiana. Hurricane Laura, a Category 4 storm, had just hit, damaging more than five hundred thousand houses and other properties. The region was full of oil refineries and chemical manufacturers, and, after the storm, black plumes of chlorine gas wafted over town. Right away, hundreds of resilience workers rushed in. (Gonzalez helped to clear debris from an airport before leaving to work in another part of the region.)
Soni's group, Resilience Force, follows workers as they follow storms, trying to prevent job-site abuses.Photograph by Annie Flanagan for The New Yorker
Soni was accompanied on the trip by Stephanie Teatro, an organizer with red-fringed bangs, and Osman, a roofer who moonlights as a preacher. Osman had been arrested in a sting operation in the Florida Panhandle, and was now awaiting deportation proceedings. Soni also introduced me to one of his newest hires, Mariano Alvarado, the Honduran man who had fallen from the roof in Florida. "He's a Job-like figure," Soni said. Alvarado still had nerve pain, poor balance, and post-traumatic stress, but his work with Resilience Force gave him a sense of purpose. "I think God made this happen," he told me, "because people need to know our stories."
When a storm descends on a town, many resilience workers converge on the parking lot of the nearest Home Depot—a spot they call the Corner—where some live out of their cars for weeks or months while hustling for jobs. (The Resilience Force crew often sleeps in the parking lot, too.) As we pulled into the Lake Charles Home Depot lot at dawn, Soni tallied at least fifty workers. Many had driven from Texas, Alabama, or Florida, and most spoke Spanish. Some had affixed hand-painted signs to their cars ("HANDYMAN") or stencilled ads onto their vans ("Hot Patch / Holes in Walls / Give us a call, we do it all"). In the early-morning hours, prospective employers often arrived in flatbed trucks, shouting out job offers: did anyone want to gather bushels of shattered glass from a local business, for three hundred dollars a bucket? Food trucks follow workers to storm sites, serving traditional meals from their home countries. A group of Mexican women sold hot tamales from plastic coolers; an Afro-Honduran woman ladled Garifuna stew into disposable bowls. Soni enthusiastically devoured a chicken foot, saying, "Duty calls!"
At least half a dozen people recognized Soni and Castellanos from previous storms. Some showed them fresh injuries they'd got on the job. An undocumented worker from Honduras had an oozing wound in his foot but hadn't gone to the hospital, because he didn't have insurance. Omar, an undocumented roofer, said, "Look at my hands"; they glowed red with friction burns from shovelling toxic silt out of a local home without proper gloves. Omar said, "I'm forty-five, and it's too hard to keep sleeping in a car."
Some workers lacked even a car to bed down in. Soni approached a man named George, a white worker with a scruffy beard, and asked, "Where are you sleeping?" The man pointed to a patch of pavement in front of a PetSmart. He had no tent, pillow, blanket, or tools. He'd recently got out of jail and hitched a ride to town, hearing that he might find work there even during the pandemic. Soni bought him two sausages from a food truck. "Here's my cell-phone number," he said, handing the man a card. "What you're doing here is an important public service."
Resilience Force was offering free laminated I.D.s for workers who lacked government identification. Castellanos carried a portable I.D.-maker in a canvas bag, taking names and personal information. Though the I.D.s offered no legal protection, cops sometimes left workers alone if they flashed their blue-and-yellow Resilience Force badge.
Just before sundown, the Resilience Force crew gathered in the parking lot for a worker meeting. Castellanos created a semicircle of folding chairs, and Soni used bales of hay to build a staircase to a stage: the back of a pickup truck flanked by bags of onions. As laborers took their seats, Alvarado polled the group's storm "résumés": "Who worked Hurricane Harvey?" Four of them had. Michael? Five. The Baton Rouge floods? Twelve. The early part of the event centered around identity building. "Your work is honorable!" Soni told the group. "If you don't fix the homes and the schools and the banks, how will people in Lake Charles get back to living?"
Teatro described Resilience Force's political vision. Locally, it was lobbying community leaders to recognize the value of protecting rebuilders' rights. Nationally, it was pushing for a pathway to citizenship for undocumented resilience workers. A Honduran man called out, "It'll never happen." An older worker retorted, "I came here in the nineties, and I'm legal now. It takes time, but we have to dream big." Osman asked the audience to share their struggles. One said, "Yesterday, cops came here targeting people with our color skin, as if we were trash." Soni responded, "You won't be safe and secure on your own—the cops are organized, ICE is organized." He added, "If you want to enter a common fight, I ask you to stand." Almost everyone did. Osman closed the meeting by lifting his arms. "Let's pray," he said. "Protect us from accidents, protect us from police. Thank you, Jesus. Amen."
When getting an education in the lives of disaster-recovery workers, you encounter a diverse array of crises. Some of the most striking allegations I heard were of outright labor trafficking. David Gautreaux, a forty-four-year-old roofer, told me that, in 2017, he got excited about a job offer from a North Carolina company fixing roofs in the U.S. Virgin Islands after Hurricane Irma. He said that he was promised twenty-two hundred dollars a week. But, when he arrived, his employer put him in a remote hotel without access to potable water or transportation. He and some of his colleagues worked for nearly a month without pay, according to a lawsuit filed by eight workers last year. "Soon, I'd done gone through all the money I had," Gautreaux told me. "I'm ashamed to say it, but one day, sitting there with nothing to eat, I stole pork chops to cook."
Workers told me that one of Gautreaux's group got a splinter of sheet metal implanted in his eye and was told to walk to the hospital. When members of the group spoke up about their conditions, according to the legal complaint, their bosses "threatened Plaintiffs with death or serious bodily injury, and coerced Plaintiffs to continue working or else they would never be paid." Jeremy Santos, a foreman from Puerto Rico, told me, "Instead of sending the money back to our wives, our wives are the ones sending money to us, and we're having to tell them to pawn our tools back home to keep the lights on." He added, "This is a federal project of the U.S. government—this is FEMA money! And yet, they say no one is aware of this abuse?" (An attorney for the companies in the case said that they deny the allegations, and the suit has been ordered into arbitration.)
Another widespread threat is assault—physical, verbal, and sexual. In Grand Isle, Louisiana, a white businessman struck two Black women on a hurricane repair crew while shouting racist epithets. (He later pleaded guilty to federal civil-rights violations.) Last summer, after hailstorms struck Loveland, Colorado, two men assessing damaged roofs were reportedly held at gunpoint by a man in fatigues, who described them to police as "antifa guys." A worker who cleaned out incinerated hotels and office buildings after a recent fire in California told me that the bosses on the project had sexually harassed several women workers, called the men "wetbacks," and failed to pay them as promised. "Many of the guys had already just lost their homes in the fire, and they were sleeping in their cars, just trying to survive," he said. "And then, to be cheated?"
Work sites are full of preventable dangers. Consulting with Matt Nadel of the Yale Investigative Reporting Lab, I tallied more than forty resilience workers' deaths over the past ten years. They died of heatstroke, flesh-eating bacteria, falls, electrocution. Many more deaths have likely never been acknowledged. "There's a total undercounting of the true number of injuries from disaster cleanups," Debbie Berkowitz, who during the Obama years worked at the Occupational Safety and Health Administration protecting disaster-recovery workers, told me. "It's an industry with an incredibly vulnerable workforce made up of many workers of color and immigrant workers who have very high rates of underreporting when they get hurt."
Wage theft may be the most pervasive problem faced by resilience workers—an economic crime that law enforcement rarely chooses to prosecute. In a study for the National Day Laborer Organizing Network and the Fe y Justicia Worker Center, Nik Theodore, a professor at the University of Illinois Chicago, found that more than three-quarters of day laborers in Houston had experienced wage theft, and more than a quarter had been victimized in the month after Hurricane Harvey. Soni dislikes the term "wage theft," because he believes that it fails to capture the full harm. "In a disaster zone, wage theft isn't really just wage theft—it's an index of forced labor," he told me. If your employer owes you money, you're paradoxically more, not less, likely to keep showing up to the job, holding out hope of being granted what you're owed. After a major storm or fire, your only access to safe drinking water and food may come through your employer. "The fear of retaliation is strong, and, if you sit down to strike, you'll be fired and lose all of your pay," he said. "In these disaster environments, housing is often provided by the employer, and if you're not paid you have nowhere else to go. You have no gas money, no car, no choice."
Biden has spoken often of the jobs that can be created by investing in climate resilience but has said little about how to safeguard this workforce from abuse, which pervades many FEMA-funded projects. The Trump Administration gutted OSHA, an already poorly funded agency, and it now has fewer compliance officers than at almost any point in its history. "There's no army of OSHA inspectors that can be deployed after a hurricane or other disaster to make sure that the workers involved in the cleanup are safe," Berkowitz told me. "If the federal government doesn't step in and think about how to keep cleanup workers protected, we'll see a whole lot of workers get really, really sick, and die, from all kinds of safety hazards." Undocumented laborers are often reluctant to bring claims forward. "The legal protections these workers have from retaliation are almost nil," Berkowitz said.
Soni and his team have enumerated more than a dozen changes that could help safeguard workers. As a starting point, he said, "We want the Administration to insure that worker housing is a right," noting that FEMA already provides shelter and food for some emergency-response personnel. The federal government, he argues, should also encourage raising labor standards by granting contracts to companies with better wages and working conditions. Marin-Molina, from the National Day Laborer Organizing Network, suggested that Biden offer deferred action for undocumented whistle-blowers: "What if workers who came forward to report exploitation at work—like being exposed to electrical and chemical hazards, or being forced to work on a roof without proper equipment—could get protection from deportation?" Resilience Force is also teaming up with members of Congress, including Pramila Jayapal and Joaquin Castro, to create an on-ramp to citizenship for resilience workers.
"Do you ever feel like there's nothing left to curse?"
Cartoon by Emily Bernstein
Soni envisages a variety of farther-reaching efforts to make our approach to climate disasters more equitable. He has urged FEMA to revamp existing aid programs for storm survivors, which often give greater support to homeowners than to renters, compounding economic and racial inequalities. Some proposals are state-specific: in a report called "A People's Framework for Disaster Response," Resilience Force criticizes Florida's governor, Ron DeSantis, for responding to disasters by "slashing benefits such as unemployment insurance and creating barriers to disaster food assistance, making it more difficult—not less—for people to recover." Soni has also drafted a plan for a national public-jobs program that would train a skilled resilience workforce—a Resilience Corps, as he imagines it—modelled on the Works Progress Administration of the New Deal. Last year, Resilience Force launched a pilot program in New Orleans for workers such as barbers, bartenders, and massage therapists who had lost their jobs during the pandemic, retraining them as aid workers supporting storm evacuees.
A few minutes after the meeting in Lake Charles ended, the mood turned. Castellano's phone was buzzing with texts warning of an altercation in a nearby Walmart parking lot. We drove over and found more than fifty workers scattered across the lot, distressed and outraged. About twenty had surrounded a car and were smacking the windshield as a young man—a manager from Contractor Support Group, a Texas-based company that delivers thousands of workers to disaster-repair firms—cowered inside and tried to drive away.
"That bitch is gonna pay!" a young woman shouted at the vehicle.
"Give us what you owe us!" yelled another.
The people in the lot had been working on a project run by Signal Restoration Services, a Michigan-based company. (It has no relation to Signal International, the corporation that trafficked Indian workers after Katrina.) Signal had landed a large deal to repair the Isle of Capri casino, whose gambling barge had broken free during the storm and hit a bridge, and another to clean up more than a hundred buildings for the parish school district. Some of the workers had found the job through Facebook; when they arrived, they were given Signal safety vests. But, weeks into the work, many complained that they still hadn't been paid their full salaries, if they'd been paid at all. For days, representatives from Contractor Support Group had told the workers to show up at various locations—an abandoned movie theatre, a parking lot, a school—with the promise of payments, which, workers said, largely failed to materialize. (A C.S.G. spokesperson claimed that some workers were misled about how much they would be paid by false information that someone posted on Facebook, and added that, when workers showed up, "we were very clear about what the wages were." The spokesperson also acknowledged that there were some "payment discrepancies," and said that a process was eventually set up for "payment resolution.")
Signal represents the new model of American disaster restoration. The company had begun in 1972 as a sleepy residential-repair company, but, in 2012, it was bought by Mark Davis, the entrepreneur who had run Belfor USA Group, and his partner, Frank Torre. "Before, this business was volatile and had an unpredictable revenue line—the big storms weren't happening that regularly," Davis told me. "But, with the increase in frequency and severity of natural disasters, the big storms are now a safe bet." Today, the company travels to all corners of the country with huge white trucks, carting an arsenal of specialized equipment (air scrubbers, moisture meters), and relies on subcontractors and manpower agencies to find general laborers.
In the parking lot, a man from Jeanerette, Louisiana, told me that he and his wife had been shovelling mud and other detritus out of a local elementary school for a month, and hadn't been paid. "We drive two and a half hours every day for this job—it's like we're practically paying them!" he said. Misty Zeledon, a chain-smoking woman with glittery eye shadow, told me that she had been keeping a journal documenting verbal abuse, improper protective equipment, a lack of promised food, and withheld paychecks. "Me? I don't work for free," she said. (The C.S.G. spokesperson claimed that protective gear and food were provided for the workers.) A twenty-three-year-old local named Brian Williams had escaped his mobile home when the hurricane descended, and was living in a hotel hours away with his fiancée and infant daughter. For a month, he had been cleaning out insulation, which gave him hives, and said he still hadn't been paid. "My baby is down to three cans of canned milk," he said. (The C.S.G. spokesperson said that the company had not received a medical complaint about Williams's hives.)
The manager in the car had contacted 911 for help, and local police rolled up. Williams helped defuse the situation, and the crowd agreed to disperse in accordance with a local curfew. Soni, impressed, took down Williams's number as a potential organizing ally.
The next night, the tension escalated at a Signal command center, just outside the Isle of Capri casino. Castellanos, Soni, and I ducked past security guards and into an area that looked like a military encampment. Large trailers had been converted into sleeping quarters where a largely white, mostly male managerial class bedded down each night. (Many laborers were commuting from hours away, sleeping in cars, or paying for rooms in distant hotels, some sharing beds.) About eighty workers rallied outside their bosses' trailers, demanding their pay. One manager addressed the crowd: "I've got five minutes before I call the police on people." When he spotted me taking notes, he told a colleague, "There's a journalist here. Call the police." Another boss said, between swigs of a bottle, "This is giving me erectile dysfunction." When I asked his name, he replied, "Right now, no hablo English." A third supervisor urged the protesters to go to the latest address that Contractor Support Group had issued, the parking lot of a second Walmart, for payment. "No more addresses!" someone shouted. "Give us our money!" I spoke to a dozen workers until Castellanos approached. "You look surprised," he said. "This happens everywhere we go. Always."
Soni spent the next few months at home, gathering evidence against Signal. He tapped at a computer on his standing desk facing an enormous bookcase filled with labor and climate-change literature, a whole shelf devoted to John Steinbeck. Nearby, he had a black go bag, stuffed with audio devices, a coffeemaker, a wireless hot spot, some cash, and a small container of cumin, his "survival spice" for bland hotel food. Just before last Thanksgiving, Soni faxed Davis, the Signal C.E.O., a copy of Resilience Force's lawsuits against Cotton and Servpro.
When Davis first heard Soni's name, he was at his home in Florida, icing a groin injury he had sustained in Lake Charles while overseeing company work; a trusted manager had called to report unrest among the workers, telling Davis, "It's a mob mentality—this could be a powder keg," and attributing the protests to Resilience Force. Davis read up on the group feeling irked, thinking, These guys are all stick and no carrot. His frustration escalated a few weeks later, when he received a copy of a letter Soni had sent to the head of the school board in the parish where Signal was contracted, asking that it not be paid until the wage-theft allegations were resolved. Davis believed that his company was providing a vital service to a community in urgent need. Disaster work, he told me, is "very similar to a military operation, but without the budget the federal government brings to a war." It requires ingenuity just to recruit sufficient labor. "You can't predict where a storm will hit, or when, or on what scale, so how do you prepare?" he asked.
The two men agreed to meet on Zoom. On the call, Soni told Davis about a migrant worker named Veronica who'd driven seven hours from South Texas to seek her unpaid wages, a trip that had cost her seven hundred dollars in transportation and hotel costs; she'd been selling apples on the street to cover it. (Her supervisor on the job had allegedly told her that she was "pretty but dumb.") Eight subcontracted workers from out of town, Davis learned, were lodged in the same hotel room at one of his sites, sharing beds. ("That is against our hotel policy," the C.S.G. spokesperson said. "Company policy is two people per room.")
To Davis, the scale of the problem looked clear. He had already heard of such issues, and told Soni that he had begun to address them. "When I was nine years old, working the milo fields, I expected to get paid," he said. "Having someone do a job and not get paid for it? I can't wrap my arms around it." His company relied on subcontractors, which he saw as a necessity, but he conceded that it left him little visibility into workers' conditions. "When the sub hires a sub, that's when it gets out of control," he said. He asked Soni, "Who's doing this better?" Soni replied, "But that's the point. There's no one." Soni told Davis that he'd like to partner with him to create a new set of industry-wide standards for disaster work that would build accountability into the field's supply chain.
In early May, Davis invited the Resilience Force team to join him at the headquarters of his and Torre's newest business acquisition, PuroClean, in Tamarac, Florida. The franchise specializes in fires and floods, and also cleans up meth labs, the homes of hoarders, and murder scenes, advertising a service for "deodorizing locations where traumatic events have occurred." Davis showed Soni its Flood House, a fully furnished home that his colleagues routinely doused with tens of thousands of gallons of water to teach students the science of home restoration. Afterward, the teams sat down around a boardroom table and addressed four key issues affecting workers: wages, housing, safety, and food. At one point, Soni mentioned Gonzalez, who lived nearby. "She worked for eleven dollars an hour," he said. "Do you think these workers are more valuable than that?"
After a storm, many resilience workers converge on a local parking lot—a spot they call the Corner—where some live out of their cars for weeks or months while hustling for jobs.Photograph by Annie Flanagan for The New Yorker
Davis's competitors, when confronted by Resilience Force, had dodged and deflected. But Davis came to see basic labor protections as both fair and feasible. "Quite frankly, the insurance industry allows for the minimum standards these workers deserve—the overtime, the travel pay, the food, the safety training," he said, "and there's no reason not to meet them." By June, the two sides had a deal. Davis agreed to a fifteen-dollar floor wage for all "general laborers." Crucially, Signal would pay dues into a labor-rights fund, which would include money for enforcement. In return, it would reap a range of benefits, including training sessions to build the skills of laborers for their projects. Seasoned worker-experts, like Gonzalez, could get certified to inspect Signal's sites and to lead the training.
This fall, as disaster season accelerated, Davis and Soni recruited other companies to adopt the standards. Right away, some of the industry's largest players agreed to talk. Soni hopes to cajole a dozen or more to sign on, leaning on the private-equity firms that own them. He doesn't see his work with disaster-restoration C.E.O.s like Davis as a contradiction. Large-scale rebuilding titans, he believes, aren't going away, and we've come to require their services. This summer, flash floods struck Soni's neighborhood in D.C., causing a leak in his building; a neighbor called Servpro, unaware that Soni was fighting it in court. "All of us now depend on these companies to survive," he said.
Recently, I visited Gonzalez in Miami. With her savings from disaster work, she had moved into her own apartment, a second-floor one-bedroom, where Angelica did her homework by the window, overlooking palm fronds. She had graduated from high school and is heading to a community college next year. When I arrived, Gonzalez was watching a church service on a flat-screen TV—one of three pieces of furniture in her living room, along with a couch and a special stool for displaying her Bible. She lit a small coconut candle and turned on the ring light that Angelica had purchased to improve her Instagram posts.
I'd last seen Gonzalez this past fall, in Pensacola, Florida, where she had been working twelve-hour days rebuilding a hotel hit by Hurricane Sally. Pensacola was her seventh disaster scene of the year, and she'd hardly been sleeping. Even her usual rituals—drinking chocolate Ensure, taking collagen, and applying goji-berry eye cream—weren't bringing relief. Enilsa had told her that Angelica was trying to think of a fake emergency to trick her mother into coming home.
In Pensacola, Gonzalez had helped recruit more than twenty storm workers for an organizing dinner with Resilience Force. Many had survived the COVID outbreak in Midland. Reinaldo Quintero sang a ballad. Soni asked the group a leading question: "If you could have total stability, and guaranteed fair wages, would you make a career out of resilience work?" Most nodded, but Gonzalez said, "This work, it's difficult—it means being far from my daughter. Honestly, if I could find some other way, I would."
Two days later, another hurricane approached Pensacola, and, after my phone buzzed with an evacuation order, I left town at 6 A.M. Gonzalez stayed for a while (storm workers are exempt from mandatory evacuations), then went to Colorado to help rebuild a town after a wildfire. She'd been assigned to restore a home but sat down on the owner's couch at lunch to eat a sandwich and was instantly fired and made to pay her own way back to Florida.
In Miami, we went out to eat at an Olive Garden. Angelica sat with us, scrolling through her phone and eavesdropping. She said, "O.K., Mom, I'm actually learning about your life." She told me, "I'm not, like, 'Save the trees'—that's my mom's thing." But she was impressed that her mother had confronted anti-immigrant families in Florida. "Yes, in the Panhandle, the white people changed their opinion of us," Gonzalez said. Still, she worried about the long-term toll of the job. Soni often argued that resilience workers were "like the early coal miners, the ones who got black lung disease—they knew they were breathing stuff that was bad for them, but they weren't sure what it was, and Congress hadn't yet acted to protect them."
Gonzalez had become fixated on what she could do to make people pay attention to workers like her. One night, she drafted a proposal. "Let's just think what would happen without the presence of immigrants in restoration work," she wrote. "We risk our lives more, and yet, we are the ones who get the least well paid." She had ideas about what workers deserve: access to hygienic bathrooms, nutritious food, better wages. The people at the top, making the most money, she thought, ought to be accountable for what happens down the supply chain. "They're responsible," she said. "I hope we can set a precedent to teach these companies about respect—like how to see us as more than just machines for our labor."
Gonzalez also hoped more people would realize how lonely disaster work could be. She had begun writing poetry infused with hurricane metaphors. (In one, "Imaginary Winds," she writes of how "the subtle breeze of a great love dissolves," replaced by gusts of "pain deep within the heart.")
As we spoke, Gonzalez's phone pinged. "Are you going to this year's hurricane season?" a friend she'd met in Pensacola texted. She paused. "Not this year," she wrote back, then turned to me, conflicted. "My mother's heart feels good," she said, "but my adventurer's heart aches." Gonzalez has been talking to Soni about becoming a trainer for resilience workers. In the meantime, she's found temporary work in the pharmaceutical industry, which allows her to live at home. I asked her whether she was sure that she'd never return to a storm job. "In Venezuela, there's a saying," she told me. "Don't ever say, 'I won't drink that water.' You never know how thirsty you'll get." ♦
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Published in the print edition of the November 8, 2021, issue, with the headline "Storm Chasers."
Sarah Stillman, a staff writer, won the 2019 National Magazine Award for Public Interest. She was named a MacArthur Fellow in 2016.
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The Crossword: Tuesday, January 31, 2023
Start of many a rap moniker: three letters.
By Anna Shechtman


Today, Ubisoft revealed the complete trackless for the upcoming Just Dance 2018, which is set to release tomorrow. According to the company, the game will feature over 40 new songs with access to over 300 more through the Just Dance Unlimited streaming service.
Along with the special HD rumble tracks, players who plan on purchasing the game on the Nintendo Switch will also receive exclusive Mario dance-along choreographies.
Just Dance 2018 releases tomorrow for the PlayStation 4, PlayStation 3, Xbox One, Xbox 360, and Nintendo Switch.


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NICA expands to 31 leagues, welcoming Kansas, Kentucky, Nebraska and Ohio
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Four additional programs will bring youth mountain bike racing to the Midwest, upping nationwide total to 31
The National Interscholastic Cycling Association (NICA) has announced Kansas, Kentucky, Nebraska, and Ohio as the four newest states to join its network of interscholastic cycling leagues. The addition of these four leagues brings the total number of NICA Leagues nationwide to 31.
"We are thrilled to welcome Kansas, Kentucky, Nebraska, and Ohio to the NICA community," said Steve Matous, NICA President.
Matous added that these new leagues bring with them extensive youth development leadership, experience and cycling talent that will enable them to build strong and successful NICA programs in their states.
Geographically, the addition of these states brings an increased NICA presence to the Midwest. With the new additions, NICA now has the capacity and infrastructure to serve nearly 80% of the country's population, which puts them well on their way towards fulfilling their mission of providing every youth the opportunity to build strong mind, body, and character through interscholastic cycling.
Nebraska is scheduled to begin NICA race programs in Fall 2020, with Kansas scheduled for Spring 2021, and Kentucky and Ohio for Fall 2021.
The NICA National community now includes programs in Alabama, Arizona, Arkansas, Colorado, Florida, Georgia, Idaho, Indiana, Kansas, Kentucky, Maryland, Minnesota, Missouri, Montana, Nebraska, Nevada, New Jersey, New York, Northern California, North Carolina, Ohio, Oregon, Pennsylvania, South Carolina, Southern California, Tennessee, Texas, Utah, Virginia, West Virginia and Wisconsin.
NICA supports more than 10,000 registered volunteer coaches who are working with over 22,000 student-athletes across the United States. NICA says it's enhanced its coach licensing and training program to provide coaches the tools and curriculum to ensure positive character and social development for youth participants.
NICA also provides an array of programs that use mountain biking as a tool for youth development. NICA's GRiT Program, for example, strives to increase the number of female student-athletes and coaches, while NICA Teen Trail Corps enables youth to participate in trail stewardship and advocacy projects, and NICA Adventure provides experiential education through mountain biking for youth in a non-competitive environment.
"NICA is more than just racing," added Matous. "We are creating communities where youth are empowered with mental and physical tools and skills to help them succeed on and off their bikes, now and into the future."
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Get Familiar With Nigeria's Rising Music Star: Lady Donli
Her name is Zainab popularly known as Lady Donli, and the first time I heard her voice was 2014. It was on Sute's song Mr. Creeper, where she sounded very innocent, very believable & not at all creepy. The next time I would hear her voice will be on a project (an honest to God one in my opinion), that will change my view on the future of Nigerian women in the music industry.
In recent years, Nigerians have gained a new young breed of artists with a not so familiar sound, at least not in the Nigerian industry. They are self-starters. They record their own music. They produce their own sounds. They don't care much what anyone thinks. They just love the music and want to vibe. They have been given different names but most seem to just want to be simply known as artists. Lady Donli is a perfect example of someone who's been included in this group and has worked with most of these people including Tomi Thomas, Nonso Amadi, Ayuu, Odunsi the Engine and Tay amongst others.
"I hate labels. First of all 'New Age' is hard to define. Is this for every young person now doing music or just for every different sound that's not stereotypically Nigerian?!" – Lady Donli on Nigerian 'New Age' label
What Is Perfect? was Donli's official inaugural break into the scene and added to the different flavor the younger generation has brought to the Nigerian music scene. Lady Donli has not only come to set the pace and become the face of this generation's sound but she's also put in work and chosen a different approach than most women before her have done and it seems to be working.
Zainab Donli is a recent law graduate from the University of Surrey and is the youngest of six kids who spent most of her early life in Abuja. She grew up on cassette tapes and around family who had the talent and spent time in the studio. She recalls that her first recording was probably a radio jingle about noodles she did with her cousin. Her exposure to the scene from early instilled a vibe in her that made her believe that there were only two things you are allowed to be in the studio; professional and laid back, both things you can hear in her music.
What is Perfect? was an interesting project with a lot of questioning and a mix of thought, poetry and song. She discussed her feelings on what perfection meant and also invited her features on the tape to do the same. Although a great first attempt, Lady Donli feels like it was good but didn't leave her satisfied. She felt she was putting her songwriting experience into the project but not all of her personal self into it.
"I am falling into my sound. I'm picking what I want to work on… I have become a composer." – Lady Donli on her Current Sound.
Her big breakout will later come in 2016, when she would shine through on her project 'Wallflower'. This time, although juggling both school and family, she spent a lot more time recording everything herself. She became more technical with the process and chose to write from the position of her first love; poetry. With this, poetry then truly fed her songwriting and you could hear it in the sound. She was still good, even better. But now, she sounded more in control of the music. Donli says she was in a relatively sad place when she was working on Wallflower. Everything became symbolic for her. The moon held meaning for her. Alice came from a dark place.
"When I go into a room with a lot of new people, I'm suddenly like a fly on the wall." – Lady Donli on Fly on the Wall.
These days, Lady Donli has cemented her place in the Nigerian industry as one of the artists to keep an eye out for in the music scene. She recognizes the thirst is more back home as opposed to overseas due to opportunity and she says that having both experiences pushes her to do more. She wants to be able to be chill and still infuse activism into her sound. She believes in black empowerment, feminism and political discussion and the part these can play when added to the music. She counts some of her influences as Erykah Badu, Nneka, Asa, Andre 3000 and Sade.
This summer, Lady Donli made her way to Nigeria and stole the attention of most with her new projects and several appearances. From her singles Ice Cream and Kashe Ni making it onto the radio airwaves and with her collaborations, she owned the summer. She stormed Lagos and led a crowd in chants of her tunes and owned the night at Lemon Curd II along with her peers. She performed alongside Tomi Thomas at ShowDemCamp's first of five Palmwine Sessions. She took the party home for her first show, The Wallflower Experience and got all her friends to bring their unique sounds to Abuja. She stole the night with her style and vibe at the 90s Baby Official Soundoff. If Lady Donli is any indication of what the future holds for women in the Nigerian music industry – world domination is inevitable.
Watch the official video for Kashe Ni below.


If your children are cricket mad and want to give their cricket skills a boost, then this is the cricket coaching programme for them.
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The Complete Cricket Academy is specifically aimed to develop batting techniques using various drills including bowling machines*, improve bowling techniques and accuracy and develop skills such as yorkers, slower balls and bouncers, as well as focusing on key fielding fundamentals like catching, throwing and diving. T20 tournaments take place during the week to give your child the opportunity to practice all the skills they have learnt.
Our highly experienced team of ECB qualified coaches challenge and improve your child every day to ensure they move onto the next level.
While your child has an amazing time at the Complete Cricket Academy, you can relax safe in the knowledge that all of you will also enjoy the full flexibility of our timetable. Your child can enjoy their time with us over a day between 10 am - 4 pm and parents can enjoy the added flexibility of an early drop off (8 am - 10 pm) and late pick-up (4 pm - 6 pm).
You want high-quality childcare, and we understand that it has to be affordable, as we're Ofsted registered you can make a tax saving by using childcare vouchers too. Furthermore, you can benefit from our early booking offers that give you the best value and childcare when you need it!


We made it! The first week of school has come to an end. What a week it has been. With the exception of #1 who is in the middle of her poly semester, there were lots of changes for the other kids.
We toned our activities down on Sunday and the younger ones were in bed by 8pm. I was all psyched and set my alarm for 5am.
I felt like a chef in a restaurant after watching Ratatouille too many times with the kids, and I'm proud to say I surpassed my own expectations! Managed to whip up a tasty and wholesome meal in 20 minutes and the kids wiped their plates clean and left for school in a jolly mood.
We did not have a harrowing start with bag mix ups and mad bus chase like last year, but things did go downhill from that perfect morning.
With several kids and new routines, that is hardly surprising.
#4 started Sec 1 in a school in our neighbourhood, and she decided to walk home. We have driven past that direction on numerous occasions and she was confident of finding her way home and was unfazed by the 40-minute trek.
She was dismissed at 4pm and I had a call half an hour later. I told her to sit and wait at a bus stop and we would come get her after Kate's enrichment class ended.
She waited for more than an hour at the bus stop and needless to say, she was famished and tired. What an end to Day 1 where she was already feeling lost as there was not one student from her previous school and everything was new and strange.
At dinner, the older girls shared their first day of secondary school stories, which included both laughter and tears.
As for little Miss Kate, we had it all planned. We opted for extended day and she would stay in school till 3pm for afternoon activities. That would give me more time to work and I wouldn't need to rush around so much. She herself asked for it as she said she was a 'big girl' and wanted to stay back with her friends.
After the first day, although she did brilliant, she refused to stay back anymore and wanted to revert to the same 12.30pm dismissal as 2016. Perhaps the reality was not what she imagined! Did she envision just hanging around and playing? Possibly.
Sigh, it would have been a perfect arrangement. That one day of having her at school for the whole day spelt freedom! Having time from 9am to 3pm all to myself to work in peace was something I haven't experienced in many, many years.
Alas, she is not ready, and I shall not push her. After all, in the big scheme of things, she barely turned 4, and I will wait patiently and give her space and time to grow more independent. We've managed to squeeze in time for our short daily strolls to unwind and chat, and that is something she looks forward to.
"Pretty flower for you, mummy?"
#2 is awaiting her O level results and it was funny seeing her at home on a school day. Next week! Such exciting times! To see where the next step of her education will take her. She's been such a dear and came down to my centre to help with the cleaning and packing as we prepped for the new year.
#3 has moved up to Sec 3, and has a new set of classmates as they were streamed into the different subject combinations. It's going to be 2 of her most important and memorable years as she and her peers head full swing into preparing for their SYF performance, focusing on their chosen subjects, enjoying their school trips together, and form unbreakable bonds for life.
As for my one and only dear son, it's unbelieveable that he is already in P5. Seeing what #4 went through, I imagine the pace in school to pick up tremendously this year and I have to monitor his progress as well as make sure he is able to cope with the added demands of school.
Now that they are all nicely settled in school, I have time to devote to my work and do what I enjoy.
Speaking to the parents coming through my enrichment centre, I can see the tide turning and in the wake of the recent suicide cases, parents are worried about stressing their kids too much and are searching for a better way.
We are running parenting workshops over a relaxing high-tea session to share tips and ideas on how to help our kids tackle the academic year successfully with less stress. It will be an interactive talk with lots of opportunites to answer your questions.
Are we slowly killing ourselves?


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UPDATE 1-Expectations of more aggressive Fed crush U.S. yield curve
Karen Pierog and Gertrude Chavez-Dreyfuss
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By Karen Pierog and Gertrude Chavez-Dreyfuss
Oct 28 (Reuters) - Investors are gauging what a furious flattening of the U.S. yield curve suggests about expectations for growth and how aggressively the Federal Reserve may tighten monetary policy in the face of surging inflation.
Yields on 20-year Treasuries rose above those on 30-year bonds several times on Thursday, a move analysts pinned on technical factors, including higher demand for much more liquid 30-year bonds as well as expectations of a more hawkish Fed.
Yields move inversely to bond prices.
Market participants watch the shape of the yield curve to extrapolate investor expectations for U.S. growth and monetary policy. Inverted curves have at times presaged https://www.reuters.com/article/us-usa-economy-yieldcurve-explainer/countdown-to-recession-what-an-inverted-yield-curve-means-idUSKBN1ZR2EX recessions and some analysts said the slope starting at the short end of the yield curve matters most for the economic outlook.
"I would not take the 20/30-year yield inversion as a recession signal," said Dan Belton, a fixed income strategist at BMO Capital Markets in Chicago. "The move has a strong technical component given that it is entirely far out the yield curve. Further, no other benchmark rates have inverted.
"The market has priced a steeper rate hike path which has caused the entire yield curve to flatten, although not invert," Belton said.
Expectations that rising inflation will bring a quicker start to Fed interest rate hikes have pushed short-term yields higher in recent days, while long-term ones have fallen as the market bets that rates will not end up as elevated as previously forecast, analysts said. "The market is saying that the Fed will raise rates sooner than previously thought, and in so doing will kill any semblance of inflation and so will have less need to raise rates later," said Roberto Perli, head of global policy at Cornerstone Macro.
Fed policymakers are expected to announce plans to begin tapering the central bank's $120 billion in monthly purchases of Treasuries and mortgage-backed securities at the conclusion of their meeting on Nov. 3.
As a result of the yield moves, the closely watched gap between two- and 10-year notes narrowed to as much as 97.7 basis points earlier on Thursday, making the curve the flattest it has been since August, though it is not nearing inversion. At 73.4 basis points, the five-year note to 30-year bond yield curve was at its flattest since March 2020.
However, recent flattening in the three-month bill to 10-year note curve has been not as extensive with the spread, which started this week at 158.6 basis points, currently around 151 basis points.
The phenomenon is a global one. Mayhem hit the Australian bond market Thursday as a torrent of selling carried three-year bond yields to 1.17%, up an eye-watering 39 basis points in just two sessions and the biggest such move since 2009.
Yield curves have also flattened in Germany, Canada and other countries where central banks are expected to tighten monetary policy at a faster pace than previously anticipated.
Another factor in the curve flattening is uncertainty over another term for Jerome Powell as Fed chair and a possibility of a more hawkish central bank, according to a Cornerstone Macro report on Thursday.
"We should see a partial reversal of the recent curve flattening should Powell be reconfirmed," it said. "We say partial because doubts about persistent inflation will remain, and it will take lower actual inflation to substantially reduce expectations of rate hikes." (Reporting By Karen Pierog and Gertrude Chavez-Dreyfuss; Editing by Ira Iosebashvili, Chizu Nomiyama and Stephen Coates)
FLAGSTAFF, Ariz. (AP) — Emergency management officials on the Pine Ridge reservation in South Dakota have a new building, but they have been operating out of an old jail that's set to be torn down. That's because the new building near a small airport doesn't have water and sewer connected, said Lislie Mesteth, who runs the Oglala Sioux Tribe's solid waste program. A new round of grant funding that the U.S. Department of Housing and Urban Development announced Tuesday will make those connections


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Windy Lampson
land / city / seascapes
BFA in Studio Art / Concentration in Painting
BFA in Art Education / Concentration in Painting
MFA in Studio Art / Concentration in Painting
Select Commissions
Dothan Pediatrics Office
Commissioned for 36 Drawings
Seymour Johnson Air Force Base
Commissioned for a portrait of Seymour Johnson
Select Honors and Awards
Finalist for "Teacher of the Year"
Alamance Burlington School System
Semi-Finalist for "Teacher of the Year"
Graham High School "Teacher of the Year"
Best in Show, Wayne County National Juried Arts Exhibition
First Place, Caswell County Juried Arts Competition
Best in Show, Small Arts Competition
Burlington Artists League Gallery
Best in Show, Danville Art League Annual Juried Exhibition
Select Exhibitions
Solo Exhibition, Alamance County Arts Council, Graham NC, 2010
Carolina's Got Art! Juried Group Exhibition
Elder Gallery, Charlotte NC, 2010
Group Exhibition, Lee Hansley Gallery, Raleigh NC, 2009
Solo Exhibition, Wayne County Arts Council, Goldsboro NC, 2009
Solo Exhibition, Harrison's, Burlington NC, 2009
Wayne County National Juried Arts Exhibition
Goldsboro NC, 2008
Solo Exhibition, Richmond Public Library, Richmond VA, 2007
Thesis Exhibition, Gray Gallery, Greenville NC, 2005
Illumina Exhibition, Greenville NC, 2004
Solo Exhibition, Greenville Museum of Art, Greenville NC 2002
Rebel Magazine Juried Exhibition
Emerge Gallery, Greenville NC 2002
Kinston's National Juried Arts Exhibition, Kinston NC, 2001
I was born on January 7, 1981 in Goldsboro NC. I lived there for 17 years before leaving for college, 42 miles away. I married my highschool sweetheart, Jeff, and we have two sons, Noah and Miles.
In 2003, I graduated from East Carolina University with a dual major in Studio Art and Art Education, and in 2005, I received an MFA in painting from ECU. After getting married in 2005, Jeff and I moved to Orlando, FL where I taught art at Orlo Vista Elementary and he attended Full Sail for a recording arts degree. After his graduation in 2006, we moved to Richmond, VA where he interned as a recording engineer, and I continued to teach art at 2 elementary schools.
After a year in Richmond, I had had enough of teaching. I chose not to renew my teaching contract and decided to try working full time as an artist. We moved back to NC and my husband was hired to work at Elon University. I made enough as an artist to supplement that income for two years, and all was well. Then, the 2008 recession happened. Our first son was born in January of 2009 and my sales dramatically decreased. I needed a more dependable income.
In August of 2009, I was hired to teach art at Graham High School. After the first challenging 3-5 years, my artistic process began to creep into my design of lesson planning, assessment and pedagogy. In 2021, I was named Teacher of the Year at Graham High School for the 2nd time and became a finalist at the county level. In the same year, I became a National Board Certified Teacher and a Certified Canvas Educator. In 2022, I continue to juggle my roles as wife, mother, teacher and artist.
Biography
windylampson@gmail.com
Throughout my journey as an artist, educator, wife, mother, and human moving through this world, one theme has always been my focus: Connections. In my youth, I was rooted to family and friends, sheltered and unexposed to a scale of diversity that I have expanded to connect to in my adult years.
In my formative years, I explored the connections of my childhood, adolescence and early adulthood. I gravitated towards oil painting to explore scenes from memories. Some of these paintings use photo references directly from the time period, while others are more symbolic.
Paired with these emotional connections, I explored visual connections of composition that I hope other artists will discover and relish the way I do when I find them in the work of others. A knob on a branch painted roughly the same size and shape as a bird's talons a few inches away serves to steer rhythm across the canvas. Many of these visual connections serve me more emotionally than they do in their purpose to achieve visual unity. The painting may be equally successful without them, but this part of my process feels important to me, and when I view other artwork, I feel connected to the artists when I discover them.
In my last 13 years as a high school art teacher, I have completed a limited number of finished pieces, but continued to spend that time as an artist watching, listening, and expanding my connections. In my current role, I have made new connections with different people from mixed backgrounds. I have a whole new visual language that I'm ready to use and develop. I'm excited to begin a new body of work that explores how I move in a world with other people influenced by backgrounds and experiences different from my own.
Email: windylampson@gmail.com


Occasionally, on a busy night at the restaurant, I'd be charged with cooking these kebabs. To keep the coals hot, we'd give them sporadic blasts with a hair dryer. Don't try this at home!
WHISK together oil, lemon juice, 1/2 teaspoon of the oregano, 1/2 teaspoon of the salt, and a pinch of the pepper in small bowl and set aside. Thread pork cubes onto 12 skewers (if using wooden skewers, soak them in water 30 minutes beforehand). Sprinkle skewers with remaining 1/2 teaspoon oregano, 1/2 teaspoon salt, and a pinch of pepper.
GRILL souvlaki 8 to 10 minutes, turning occasionally, until browned and just cooked through. Remove from heat and brush generously with oil mixture on all sides.


With this hashtag, I'm standing #UpForSchool directed at the leaders and policy makers of the world for the 59 million children around the world who will never see a single day of school because of child labor, early marriage, conflict and discrimination. Join us! It´s easy.
Just write #UpForSchool and then your name and town like I have in this post in the comments below.
There's never been a more important time - we have less than two months to make our voices heard! Add a message to world leaders to say why you think everyone should to be able to go to school - they'll want to know why you're #UpForSchool!
"We, the world's youth, teachers, parents and global citizens appeal to our governments to keep their promise, made at the United Nations in 2000, to ensure all out-of-school children gain their right to education before the end of 2015. We are standing up to bring an end to the barriers preventing girls and boys from going to school, including forced work and early marriage, conflict and attacks on schools, exploitation and discrimination. All children deserve the opportunity to learn and achieve their potential. We are #UpForSchool."


Square Enix continues to see its revenues inflate after subsuming UK publisher Eidos in April 2009. This week, the Japanese gaming publisher reported revenue of ¥135.4 billion ($1.51 billion) for the nine-month period ended December 31, up 30.9 percent from the same period in 2008. Profits also jumped during the first nine months of its fiscal year, rising 48.2 percent to ¥7.8 billion ($87 million).
Final Fantasy is bringing in the gil hand over fist.
Net sales for Square Enix's games segment stood at ¥72.9 billion ($813 million) for the period, a 97 percent increase from the year-ago period. Operating income matched the pace of that growth, rising 99 percent to ¥18 billion ($200 million). Dragon Quest IX, Batman: Arkham Asylum, Final Fantasy XIII, and Kingdom Hearts 358/2 Days led sales for the publisher during the period.
Square Enix did not provide unit-sales updates for any of the games launched during the period. However, as part of its first-half report in November, the publisher said that Arkham Asylum had sold 2.63 million units and Kingdom Hearts 385/2 had sold 1.22 million copies. The publisher also previously announced that Final Fantasy XIII had sold 1.7 million units upon its debut in Japan in December.
As for the remainder of its fiscal year, the publisher expects to publish the PC version of Gas Powered Games' Supreme Commander 2 in North America on March 2, with the Xbox 360 version following on March 16. In between the arrival of those two, Square Enix will deploy its heavy hitter Final Fantasy XIII internationally on March 9, with Just Cause 2 coming for the Xbox 360, PlayStation 3, and PC on March 23.


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A Jordânia é um dos participantes dos Jogos Paralímpicos de Verão de 2012, em Londres, no Reino Unido.

Desempenho

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Países nos Jogos Paralímpicos de Verão de 2012
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A few commercially available parts are carried for the primarily for convenience of my rework customers. If the parts are ordered at the same time as an engine rework or if $30 or more parts are ordered at a time there will be no shipping charge.
Little Red Caps - If you are having a difficult time finding the "Little Red Caps" you can get them here for $3.00 for 12 or $5.50 for 24. They come all rolled up like the Red Cap in the lower left corner of the picture. They can be assembled into small single lobe units or large double lobe units depending on your fuel consumption.
K&B NVA - The three piece Needle Valve Assembly is available for $20.00. It requires drilling out the spray bar hole with a #21 drill and tapping the hole with a 10-32 tap. This NVA is an excellent replacement for the stock through the venturi assembly for a pressure system.


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Today in Mormon History
Daily Snippets of what happened on this day in Mormon Church History.
75 years ago today - Dec 7, 1945
[George Albert Smith]
Even to imply that member of the Church are not to do their own thinking is grossly to misrepresent the true ideal fo the Church, which is that every individual must obtain for himself a testimony of the truth of the Gospel, must, through the redemption of Jesus Christ, work out his own salvation, and is personally responsible to His Maker for his individual acts. The Lord Himself does not attempt coercion in His desire and effort to give peace and salvation to His children. He gives the principles of life and true progress, but leaves every person free to choose or to reject His teachings. This plan the Authorities of the Church try to follow.
[George Albert Smith, Letter to J. Raymond Cope, as quoted in Minutes of the Apostles of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, 1910-1951, Privately Published, Salt Lake City, Utah 2010]
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50 years ago today - Dec 31, 1970
120 years ago today - Dec 31, 1900
135 years ago today - Dec 31, 1885 (Thursday)
165 years ago today - 1855
160 years ago today - Dec 30, 1860 (Afternoon)
175 years ago today - Dec 30, 1845. Tuesday.
75 years ago today - Late December 1945
110 years ago today - Dec 29, 1910; Thursday
175 years ago today - Dec 29, 1845. Monday.
185 years ago today - 1835: 29 December
185 years ago today - Dec 29, 1835 (Tuesday)
190 years ago today - Late December 1830
190 years ago today - Winter 1830
25 years ago today - late Dec 1995
120 years ago today - Friday-Saturday, 28-Dec 29, ...
175 years ago today - Dec 28, 1845. Sunday.
120 years ago today - Dec. 27th, 1900
175 years ago today - Dec 27, 1845. Saturday.
120 years ago today - Dec 26, 1900; Wednesday
120 years ago today - Wednesday, Dec 26, 1900
175 years ago today - Dec 26, 1845. Friday.
175 years ago today - Dec 26, 1845 (Morning)
185 years ago today - Dec 26, 1835 (Saturday)
175 years ago today - Dec 24, 1845. Wednesday.
110 years ago today - Dec 23, 1910; Friday
115 years ago today - Saturday, Dec 23, 1905
130 years ago today - Dec 22, 1890 (Monday)
185 years ago today - 22 December 1835 - Tuesday
140 years ago today - Tuesday, Dec 21, 1880
190 years ago today - about Dec 21, 1830
110 years ago today - Dec 20, 1910; Tuesday
130 years ago today - Thursday, Dec. 18th, 1890
175 years ago today - Dec 18, 1845. Thursday.


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One week after the special election and Californians are continuously blaming Governor Arnold Schwarzenegger for cutting back on education, law enforcement, and healthcare programs. Many citizens act as if the governor is deliberately picking on certain groups — as if he enjoys eliminating jobs and seeing children suffer without healthcare.
Being frustrated at the actions of the governor is one thing, but blaming him for our problems is careless and shows a lack of responsibility.
Even though all of our livelihoods are attached to the budget and the deficit, less than 12% of California voters showed up to the polls on May 19, 2009.
Perhaps the election was not well advertised, but every registered voter should have received their "Official Voter Information Guide" with election information. Some of the wording in the guide is in legal jargon, but it is presented in clear enough language for any reasonable person to go through and make a valid decision. Most people could probably read the 63 page document in two to three hours at max.
Instead of reading the information and taking part in decisions that could vastly change the way our state funds certain programs, nearly 80% of Californians could simply not be bothered to read the information, let alone vote.
Unfortunately, from the 12% that did vote, the outdated ideology of "just say no to tax increases" won the day. While no one enjoys a tax increase, we are in an economic crunch and have very few options to begin with.
Like many American families, credit card debt is slowly draining us dry. If one day you and your family sat down and discussed your debt, the conversation may include some of the following.
You would tell your family that the amount of money you owe is too great, and that the debt will never go away if you keep using the cards and only pay monthly premiums. From here you give your family options.
As a family you would have to agree to stop using the credit cards and pay an additional amount of money on each card every month. To pay that extra money the family would have to agree to some slight changes. For instance, instead of going out to dinner twice a week, you would agree to cut back to only once a week. Family members would make coffee at home instead of buying fancy coffee drinks on a daily basis. And finally, instead of going to the movies every weekend during peak hours, you and your family would agree to only go during matinee hours every other weekend.
If as a family you decide to not give up your luxuries and keep using the credit cards, the family would go deeper into debt. Eventually this could result in repossession of vehicles and a foreclosure on your home. Without a vehicle you would have a difficult time getting to work and keeping your job, and without a home you would have to find an apartment that accepted your bad credit, or live with relatives.
In this example the options given to the family are similar to the slight changes that could have been caused had more of the propositions passed. We as a state decided we did not want to give up any of our luxuries, i.e. we didn't want any extended tax increases or minor program cutbacks. Now we are faced with extreme program cuts and further unemployment.
Lawmakers and the governor tried to give us options to help us eliminate our debt without completely eliminating programs and jobs. Nowhere on the special election ballot did it state that voting "no" on certain propositions meant causing lawmakers to cut further programs. However, it is the only option left that we have given to the government.
If you tried to have the propositions passed by voting "yes," then you can at least recognize that you made an effort. If you didn't want to give up your luxuries because of your dislike for minor tax increases, then you have no one to blame for these extreme cuts but yourself.


When we say door-to-door travel, what we mean is that we will pick you up from a designated spot and take you on a holiday which you will thoroughly enjoy. We'll organise everything from start to finish, ensuring that you have as much fun as possible. Plus, we will then drop you off at your front door so you don't have the hassle of trying to get home.
England is a wonderful country and you'd be surprised at the views and experiences which are available right on your doorstep. To learn what holidays you could be booking, make sure you have a read through our holiday and trip brochure which is overflowing with fantastic adventures, holidays, excursions and of course deals!
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using System;
using System.Diagnostics;

namespace System.Security.Cryptography
{
    /// <summary>
    ///     Maps to the NCRYPT_UI_POLICY_PROPERTY property flags.
    /// </summary>
    [Flags]
    public enum CngUIProtectionLevels : int
    {
        None = 0,
        ProtectKey = 0x00000001,            // NCRYPT_UI_PROTECT_KEY_FLAG
        ForceHighProtection = 0x00000002,   // NCRYPT_UI_FORCE_HIGH_PROTECTION_FLAG
    }
}

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Luxembourg pledges support for Bosnia-Herzegovina EU accession
Luxembourg says it will support Bosnia and Herzegovina in its EU accession bid during its Presidency of the EU Council later this year.
Foreign Affairs Minister Jean Asselborn made the pledge during a meeting with his Bosnia-Herzegovina counterpart, Igor Crnadak in Brussels on Tuesday.
Speaking on the sidelines of the 125th session of the Council of Europe Committee of Ministers, of which Crnadak has assumed presidency, Asselborn stressed Luxembourg's support for Bosnia and Herzegovina as a "united and sovereign state, which is multiethnic, stable and prosperous enjoying full territorial integrity."
Bosnia and Herzegovina have been recognised by the EU as a potential candidate country for accession since 2003.
It participates in the Stabilization and Association Process, a necessary step for countries wishing to join the European Union, and on June 1, 2015, an agreement will come into force establishing a free trade area between the EU and Bosnia-Herzegovina.
This agreement will serve as the basis preparing the country for EU membership.
In light of this, Minister Asselborn said Luxembourg would "ensure as much as possible progress in the process of European rapprochement to the Western Balkans, including Bosnia and Herzegovina".
Luxembourg receives a number of asylum applications from people from Bosnia-Herzegovina. Last month, the nationality group accounted for 8 percent of rejected applications.
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US Iranians irked by 'Tehrangeles' show
LOS ANGELES - Agence France-Presse
Characters are shown in a scene from the new series 'Shahs of Sunset.' AP photo
A new reality TV show about the lavish lifestyles of rich young American-Iranians in Los Angeles has sparked angry claims it is degrading, and exploits the Persian community's image for ratings.
At least two Facebook pages have been set up to protest against "Shahs of Sunset," which depicts a group of well-to-do friends partying and shopping on exclusive Rodeo Drive.
The show is set in Tehrangeles, the name given to the West Coast metropolis's Persian community -- 20 percent of Beverly Hills' residents are of Iranian stock -- said to be the biggest outside the Islamic Republic.
Critics are concerned that it further taints the reputation of a community which already has something of an image problem.
"It's just putting a very bad spin on something that we already have," said Jimmy Delshad, who came to the US as a teenager and rose to be mayor of Beverly Hills, twice.
Bravo, the channel which airs the show, describes it as following "a group of friends who are trying to juggle their active social lives and up-and-coming careers while balancing the demands of their families and traditions."
Paris Fashion Week gets physical despite Omicron
'Scream' reigns supreme, ousting 'Spider-Man' in N America
'Greek Picasso' Alekos Fassianos dies aged 86
Camel wrestling attracts thousands despite criticism
Historic lighthouse in Istanbul reopened after works
Growers hand out free flowers in Amsterdam