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Q: JSF2: Pass objects from one requestscoped bean into another Requestscoped bean? In JSF2, how can i pass objects from one requestscoped bean to another requestscoped bean?
I really don't want to make them sessionscoped.
Maybe can i inject one bean in the other?
Thank you.

A: Use the ManagedProperty annotation:
@ManagedBean(name="beanA") @RequestScoped
public class BeanA implements Serializable {
  @ManagedProperty(value="#{beanB}")
  private BeanB beanB;
  public void setBeanB(BeanB b) { this.beanB = b; }
  public BeanB getBeanB() { return beanB; }
}

@ManagedBean(name="beanB") @RequestScoped
public class BeanB implements Serializable {}

I haven't tested that code. You can achieve similar results by defining managed properties in faces-config.xml.

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DALLAS — Dallas-based AT&T has been hired by the U.S. Department of Commerce to build and manage a nationwide broadband network for public safety communication between first responders.
The high-speed network aims to equip police, firefighters and emergency medical services with a single network that allows real-time communicate during crises, such as natural disasters. It will cover all 50 states, Washington, D.C., and five U.S. territories.
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AT&T was awarded a 25-year contract from FirstNet, which will pay AT&T up to $6.5 billion over the next five years. AT&T will also receive 20 megahertz of telecommunications spectrum from the government to deploy for the dedicated public safety network.
FirstNet, or the First Responder Network Authority, is an independent authority within the U.S. Department of Commerce. The project was inspired by the communications challenges that first responders faced on Sept. 11, 2001. The 9/11 Commission recommended a dedicated public safety broadband network.
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The network buildout will begin later this year. It is expected to create 10,000 jobs in the U.S., as AT&T builds new cell phone towers, maintains the network and helps service customers, he said.
Stephens said AT&T will invest $40 billion to build the broadband network. Once the network is completed, states and public agencies will pay AT&T to use the service.
While the dedicated network is under construction, Stephens said AT&T is working on technology that gives priority to first responders who use the current network during an emergency. It will be available by the end of 2017, he said.
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Now that your special tree has been selected, it needs to be cared for in a manner similar to a fresh bouquet of flowers. It should be placed in water immediately.
If for some reason the tree is not placed in water for more than twelve hours after it is harvested in the field, a fresh cut should be made by removing 1/2 inch from the base of the trunk before placing the tree in a stand.
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Senator Ike Ekweremadu Beaten Home And Away
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The report that the former deputy senate president, Dr Ike Ekweremadu was chased away by Nsukka youths at a football event in Ovoko is an indication that our people are no longer at home with him.The Enugu West Senator was on Sunday, whisked away in Ulunya, Ovoko, Igbo-Eze South Local Government Area of Enugu State, when Nsukka youths invaded a football pitch where he was billed to kick-off a match.Ekweremadu has been in power since 1999. He rose from LGA administrator to Chief of Staff and later became Secretary to the State govt. In 2003 he went to senate and rose to the office of the Deputy Senate President . For the past 18 years, Ike Ekweremadu has been in the senate.Apart from seizing the senate slot of ndi Enugu west since 2003, Ike has dominated Enugu state politics, deciding who gets what and how. He also seized the PDP structure in Enugu state and became the godfather of Enugu state politics.DSP Ike Ekweremadu has gotten to the peak of his political career. It is time to give way. He should read the handwriting on the wall and allow new leaders to emerge. He must not continue to constitute himself as the only politician in the state. He should emulate the former Senate President, Chief Ken Nnamani who stepped aside and allowed others to step into his shoes.Those who are urging him to run for the 2023 governorship election are deceiving him. Ike is from Aninri in Enugu West Senatorial zone where Sullivan Chime just finished their 8 year tenure.His attempt to disrupt the zoning arrangement in the state will end his political career. He will be retired politically and that will be shameful. Ike has risen to the status of a great elder statesman. He ought to be grooming young men to take over from him. But he wants to remain in power forever and give out peanut to the youths to keep shouting 'Ikeohaaa, Ikeoha Ndigbo ,ojebe goooooo.'The signs are there that our people no longer want him. He should leave when the ovation is high. Igbos in diaspora sent that message to him when he visited Germany. Ndi Nsukka youths have also renewed the same message, it is up to him to listen, take wise counsel and do the needful.
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The Biker Mice from Mars are back and ready to save their home planet in this rough-and-rowdy adventure based on the cult-classic cartoon. Play as one of the three mice and set out to save Mars. Take control of one beast of a road hog: an attack-ready motorcycle loaded up with guns, lasers, and high-tech gadgets. You'll start off on Planet Earth and race your way though 15 increasingly difficult missions spread across the solar system. Along the way you'll have to conquer four super-tough bosses just waiting to squash you and your plans. The game's Bonus System lays out goals in every mission. Reach them and get rewarded!.
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Build lasting memories with A Friend Fur All Seasons in this warm and fuzzy Build-A-Bear Adventure. Your bear friend's been invited to a party on Castle Island. Hop aboard the Friend Ship and visit four fun-filled islands that represent the four seasons in Adventure Mode. There are six secret treasure spots on the islands, and one that holds a special surprise just for you! Find and collect puzzle pieces that direct you from island to island until you reach the party waiting at the end! Playground Mode is packed with 20 fun mini-games that will have you ice skating, playing croquet, building snowmen, and more.
Pal around with your furry friends the Care Bears in the warmest, fuzziest Game Boy adventure! The Care Bears mission is to teach people how to care. Each Care Bear has a colorful symbol on its tummy that shows what its caring mission is. Care Bears Care Quest features 12 favorite Care Bears. Each cuddly critter has its own game, based on its caring mission, with the goal being to collect their tummy symbol. Along the way, special challenges offer a chance to earn more points. Set in the Care Bears' comfy cloud playland paradise of Care-a-Lot, Care Bears Care Quest is designed with the youngest gamers in mind.
Give your racing experience a 'toon up with this wacky racer featuring the stars of the Cartoon Network! Choose your favorite characters from The Powerpuff Girls, Dexter's Laboratory, Cow and Chicken, Johnny Bravo, Courage the Cowardly Dog, and I.M. Weasel. Get ready for a wild ride on 24 courses, including 12 themed tracks and 6 show tracks, in environments that are fully interactive, a rarity for a racing game! Single-player modes include Tournament, Quick Race, and Cartoon Eliminator. Multiplayer modes include Battle, Kart Kurling, Quick Race, Cartoon Eliminator, Bomb-Bastic, MINE MINE MINE, Co-op, and Toon Cup Collection. Not feeling the need for speed? Try non-race modes including multiplayer Battle Arenas.
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Not one, but two universes are on the line, and four friends will band together to save them in this anime-inspired digital action saga. Yumi, Jeremy, Ulrich, and Odd are four normal students who lead double lives in Earth's digital parallel universe, Lyoko. The Super Computer that powers Lyoko has been infected by a super virus, and both worlds are threatened. Choose to play as your favorite character and dive into 15 two-dimensional quest levels and another 15 three dimensional platform-style combat levels. RPG elements like leveling up and evolving characters combine with a cool Hacking Mode, mini-games, and more to keep the action coming.
William has been captured by the evil virus X.A.N.A. It's up to you to take control of the Code Lyoko Warriors, find William, and free him from X.A.N.A.'s clutches! Ulrich, Yumi, Odd, and Aelita each have different skills and abilities, all of which you'll need to explore five different areas, including Forest, Desert, and Volcano. Five massive, high-tech bosses await you, as well as 100 different missions, and you'll even be able to call upon Jeremy for back-up - he can code special attacks for you on the fly! Certain attacks will trigger a mini-game; success at that mini-game will increase the power of your attack!.
X.A.N.A. has taken its diabolical scheme to the next level - it is attempting to take over the entire world with the use of the Replikas. The Code Lyoko Warriors are busy trying to beat back the tide of the Replikas, when they realize their attempts are fruitless unless they destroy the supercomputer attached to the Replikas themselves. Using Translation, they manage to materialize in the labs surrounding the supercomputers, each of which is guarded by a boss which exists in the real world. Take control of Yumi, Odd, Ulrich, Jeremy, and Aelita as you destroy each supercomputer in turn, finally facing off with the Volcano Replika - and the core of X.A.N.A. itself!
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A digital world called Lyoko runs parallel to our Earth. Four ordinary students - Yumi, Ulrich, Odd, and Jeremy - discover this world in a factory, and when they do, they discover that the digital world and ours are threatened by a sentient virus called X.A.N.A! Now, they must lead double lives as boarding school students and action heroes as they attempt to save the world! Explore more than 40 different locations in a storyline based on the series and using the most advanced 2D and 3D CGI. Choose among several characters - including Aelita, a native of Lyoko - and use each character's special powers, all while being guided by Jeremy, a techno genius!.
The hit Canadian cartoon show comes to your Nintendo DS! Join six teenagers as they defend the planet of RaDos from Lord Nazmul and the evil Order of Infinis. Lord Nazmul has a new plan to release the destructive Megalith trapped by the four power stones. Create your very own Di-Gata Defender to assist our heroes in thwarting the nefarious plot. Explore three provinces of RaDos and interact with villagers to unlock side quests, gain information, or trade items. Collect stones to gain more power and end the tyranny of Lord Nazmul.
Sometimes the best adventures happen close to home! It's summertime, and Franklin the turtle's determined to help his friends forget their everyday troubles. Kids can accompany Franklin and his buddies Bear and Beaver as the three lovable animals lend a hand to people around town. Play as all three characters in this single-player adventure that spans eight different episodes. The colorful animations are based on the Franklin cartoon, so kids will be familiar with the game's look. What could be better than spending a summer helping people and making friends along the way?.
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I took my costume off of the RL a few weeks back but have decided to stay with the RL with that costume.
When I try to resubmit using the application tab... all I am getting is this username is already used.
I don't want to change my username.
I'm curious if anyone has got any email if they're in the contest? Or if they're not? (I haven't got anything yet..) I'm just trying to plan here -hope I'm not stepping on any toes!
This topic is very useful. I have been really nervous about submitting my pictures to RL, just because I am afraid of waiting a month to be told that my application has been denied for whatever reason (usually some fixable detail about the costume). I understand the process says 2 weeks, but I know it can take longer than that.
I am working on every single detail about my costume (slave Leia), from covering my most visible tattoos with makeup to craft accessories that are out of my price range now (chain links made out of shower curtain rings and earrings with sculpey claws). The process of doing all that is very tedious and time-consuming and because I am putting a lot of effort and time on it, most likely I will post my pictures on the costume forums for suggestions on how to improve the costume before submitting them for approval.
I don't know if that makes me paranoid or OCD, but better to be safe than sorry I think.
With that being said, thank you for creating this thread. Looking forward to join the ranks before Phoenix Comicon.
Posting work in progress (WIP) pictures in the specific costume forum and asking for comments is extremely helpful. And you're not paranoid to want to be accepted after putting in all your detailed work.
Thanks Grey Jedi. I really found the information on this thread and another one about how to take pictures, upload and link to applications very useful.
Okay, now you're just buttering me up.
And please click the "test image" button for each photo link on your application before submitting. This will speed up the process because judges can get right to work and not have to wait for you to send new links.
If we want to Photoshop our own photo, is that an option?
Has anyone considered an instant "we got your application" reply? Like in Google sheets? I think it's really frustrating for new recruits to apply and not know if things submitted at all until their first email from a judge.
I know I recently had an issue where two of us submitted at the same time and were unsure if the costumes had even gone through since we heard nothing for exactly two weeks. Newer tech has acculaturated us to have a receipt of some kind for submissions.
I think a simple "Hey we got your application, in the meantime here are some helpful things you can do while you wait," email would greatly improve the experience. It would set people at ease and make them feel heard and welcomed.
While I'm disappointed to see that this post has gone unanswered in 11 months, I'd like to echo the benefit of having something along these lines. I'd also recommend connecting those individuals to their local base in the same e-mail, who may be able to help with any alterations.


David: 'Gob it', in coal mining language, means throw something away. Gob can have two other meanings; mouth or to spit, but gob also refers to the waste area behind the coalface when the coal has been extracted – the gobbings. Sometimes known as the gob or the goaf. Hence the term 'gob it'.
Natalie: I really like descriptive terms. There's a shovel called a 'banjo' because of its shape, as well as an 'elephant's tab' – again this is to do with the shape of the shovel, but it also has an element of East Midlands language, as 'tab' means 'ear'.
Another great description is for the heaviest hammer, which some of the miners referred to as a 'Monday hammer', said by some to be "as popular as Monday", so not used if it could be avoided. Others stated it was because if you used it on a Monday, you would be too tired to work on a Tuesday.
So there's some ambiguity over the usage of words?
David: There is no universal mining language in Britain, although most ex-miners would recognise most general mining terms such as 'chock', 'panzer', 'shearer', 'gate', etc. In many cases, mining language differs within regions, and in some cases from pit to pit. Annesley and Newstead pits were right next to each other, the return roadway from the coalface was known as the Feeder Gate at Annesley, at Newstead it would be the return or supply gate. The classic example of a difference from one mining region to another is for miners' lunch: in the East Midlands it is universally known as 'snap'; in the north-east coalfield of Durham and Northumberland it was 'bait'; and in the Scottish coalfields it was known as 'piece'.
The pits were integral in helping to build communities. Does this sense of solidarity still exist now they've all been closed down?
David: The sense of solidarity in mining communities probably only exists now in very small pockets. Then again, this has been under attack since the mass closures dating from the late fifties. By 1970, most pits left open were what are known as receiving pits, and many miners travelled from former mining communities to work. Many Derbyshire miners worked in the Notts coalfield in the seventies and eighties following the closure of their pits in the sixties, travelling daily to work. I think it would be fair to say that a miner in the eighties would argue that the close knit community wasn't what it was in the fifties, likewise a former miner in the twenty-first century may hark back to the seventies and see a different sense of community from what exists know.
Natalie: Now the mines have all closed this sense of community has been endangered – many men and families have had to leave the village or region for employment. But in the past there would have been a strong sense of community – this was also the case for miners who moved in large numbers when their mines closed down. For example, when I first visited Thringstone, I noticed that the Miners' Welfare was called The Rangers Club. Coming from Glasgow myself, there is an obvious association, but I didn't realise that the social club was given this name for the large number of Scottish miners who had moved down to the region to work in the mine.
What defines mining culture for you?
David: Having the craic was a major issue. It involved quick-witted responses to insults, constant leg pulling, the use of humiliation, all being used as a form of character building. When you were made to look an idiot in a debate down the pit, the idea was not to threaten someone with violence or sulk off, but to come back with a better argument the next time. There was a distinct identity with work in coal mining which is perhaps not the same nowadays. Not only did you learn a trade, but you also learned the unwritten rules of life – the difference between wanting and needing something, cutting the cloth accordingly etc. One thing I think we have lost is the ability to be able to take the steam out of a situation before things start to fester. Things couldn't be allowed to fester at a pit because there were bigger issues to think about.
Natalie: Many of the men I spoke to said you needed humour to be able to cope with the terrible and dangerous working conditions. Many of the men commented on the 'brotherhood' of miners. And outside of the pit, there would be much socialising together – in the social clubs, sports groups, allotments, communal holidays, brass bands, painting, singing and poetry.
Do you have a favourite pit poem or song?
David: One of my favourite pit poets is the late Owen Watson from Heanor, who worked at Coppice Colliery which closed in 1966. His mining poems, in broad Heanor dialect, were portrayed in the 1975 publication Strong I'th' Arm – The Rhymes of a Marlpool Miner. My favourite Owen Watson poem is A Miners Dream, where a miner has a nightmare of the afterlife, going to both heaven and hell and caring for neither. I also like A Working Man, written by Rita McNeill, which is often played at miners funerals.
Natalie: David and I recently attended a concert given by The Pitmen Poets, sons of miners from the north-east. They sing some of their own songs but also mining songs that are sung around the country. In the time I've been working on the project, I've also had the opportunity to read poetry and short stories written by the miners we interviewed – mostly reflecting on their time down the pit. These can be very moving.
What is the Pit of Nations?
David: It refers to Gedling Colliery (1902-1991) to the east of Nottingham. Following World War Two and during the fifties, many different nationalities went to work at Gedling pit. The pit needed manpower and migrants from many parts of the world came to work there to earn a living. In many cases they had to take dirty, manual jobs that other people didn't want. There was a large congregation of African-Caribbean miners who worked there from the fifties through to the eighties. Their part in the story of coal was excellently portrayed in Coal Miners of African-Caribbean Heritage: Narratives from Notts, coordinated by Norma Gregory.
What do you hope to achieve from this project?
Natalie: There's a couple of books coming out, but we're also keen to raise the importance of 'pit talk' – many heritage groups collect artefacts, but language is often forgotten. It's a crucial part of our identity and needs to be preserved before it disappears. I'm also happy to hear from miners who would like to get involved in our projects and attend our events. Email [email protected] to be added to the mailing list.
Pit Talk in the East Midlands and Images of the Coalfields will be published by Bradwell Books in June 2017.
Tales and Rhymes from the Mines: An Evening of Pit Poetry and Songs, Tuesday 25 April, 6pm - 9pm, Tin Hat Centre, Selston, NG16 6BW, £6.
In the immortal words of Björk, it's been oh so quiet in Nottingham this month with the launch of Psst., the latest in a long line of poetry events based in the city centre. The brainchild of Christopher Lanyon, Psst. is (in addition to being a grammatical nightmare), a prime example of the newest breed of Nottingham poetry: inclusive, soft, powerful and punchy. I popped down to Jam Cafe for their debut, and while I was there I managed to collar Chris for a chat over a pint of posh ale.
Who doesn't love a bit of punk? Hi-Vis are back with their DIY dazzlers, and we went down to the Chameleon to see what they had to say for themselves.


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Гимнокалициум ярко-красный () — кактус из рода Гимнокалициум.

Описание
Плоскошаровидный стебель этого вида достигает размера максимум 10 см в диаметре и высоту около 5—7 см. Разделён на 9—11 малозаметных рёбер, состоящих из бугорков. На каждой ареоле имеется 5—9 радиальных боковых колючек, которые имеют серовато-коричневый цвет, а центральных колючек либо нет совсем, либо они растут из верхнего края ареолы и направлены вверх.

Цветок диаметром 6 см распускается на верхушке растения и имеет ярко-красный цвет.

Плод имеет очень мелкие семена.

Распространение
В природе данный вид обитает среди гор Сьерра-Амбато в аргентинской провинции Катамарка на прогалинах в лиственных лесах на высоте 1500 метров.

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Ссылки
 Gymnocalycium carminanthum

Кактусовые
Флора Южной Америки
Комнатные растения

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In this Christmas-themed video slot you'll find the traditional Christmas spirit, especially with all of those items we are used to associating with for Christmas in UK, such as old-fashioned children toys, candles, and cookies. It reminds you of those good old times before Internet and consumerism. And maybe that's also NetEnt's message to us this Christmas – to keep it simple. The slot takes you to a harmonic place called home, with a snowy window and a cosy fireplace. Secrets of Christmas is pretty much a straightforward slot without any complicated twist that we many times find on NetEnt's top slots. It's free spins will entertain you, and when they finally launch the game, we'll see if there are any other surprises hidden there for us.


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Reducing regulatory interference and barriers to clean energy — all at once
By David Roberts on Jan 29, 2009
Creating a 21st century electrical grid is finally a priority and the possibilities seem enormous. Despite the grand potential, though, many of the most important decisions will involve painstaking regulatory and tax reform rather than sweeping mandates. What's politically intriguing about these reforms is that at least in principle they ought to appeal across ideological lines: Conservatives like less regulation and more rational tax policy, and progressives like removing barriers to renewable energy, so this seems like fertile territory for odd bedfellows.
In that vein I recommend two pieces, both adapted from reports from the conservative Manhattan Institute.
The first is "Growing NYC's Grid," an excellent piece in the New York Post from Hope Cohen of MI's Center for Rethinking Development. It notes a simple barrier to expanding the city's grid: transformers, the facilities that take high-voltage juice from transmission lines and convert it to lower-voltage juice for distribution lines, can only be built on industrially zoned property, which is increasingly rare and expensive in urban areas.
But today's transformers are smaller, quieter, and cleaner than they were when zoning regs were passed, and can be integrated into the urban landscape. (There's one in the base of 7 World Trade Center.) A simple regulatory change — allowing transformers in commercially zoned areas — can boost the reliability and efficiency of NYC's power. Imagine how many more rules and laws there are like this across the country.
For more on this, see Cohen's full report, "The Neighborly Substation: Electricity, Zoning, and Urban Design."
Secondly, see economist Gilbert Metcalf with the (somewhat misleadingly titled) "Building A Renewable Bridge To Nowhere." His point is that the biggest current federal instrument supporting carbon-free energy is the tax code, but while the tax code favors several forms of renewable generation, it's actually quite unfriendly to investments in the grid:
How, precisely, does the tax code treat investments in electric transmission and distribution? According to my estimates, they face the highest effective tax rates of all the forms of energy capital that I studied. With effective rates of 34% to 39%, transmission and distribution lines are at the bottom of the pecking order.
Many of the elements are in place to support a transition to a green energy system that promotes economic growth. But the backbone of the system is weak. More R&D and careful scrutiny of state and federal policies that govern new grid investments are essential, but not as essential as a tax code that offers the right financial incentives.
I doubt Metcalf would support this, but here's a proposal: Instead of a revenue-neutral tax, how about something framed as a revenue-neutral tax cut? That is, cut taxes on grid investments and make up the revenue by boosting taxes on carbon-intensive investments. Who's with me?
Metcalf's full report is here: "Taxing Energy in the United States: Which Fuels Does the Tax Code Favor?"
The broader point of all this is that there ought to be tons and tons of regulatory and tax reforms that accomplish the dual goals of reducing Heavy-Handed Government Interference in Markets and removing barriers to clean power.
Perhaps someone should put together a bipartisan working group and issue a white paper! I'm told that's how all positive social change begins.


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So let's do it. Let's let go of our inhibitions and allow ourselves to be who we truly are. Smart, confident, beautiful, and everything in between.
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"What can your creativity do?" asks the Design Indaba Conference 2009 with a line-up of more than 30 creative leaders.
Bruce Mau is a critical thinker, visionary and voice in our modern world.
W+K Delhi is a Delhi-based creative agency headed by managing director Mohit Jayal and executive creative director V Sunil.
Edward Barber and Jay Osgerby founded their eponymous design studio BarberOsgerby in 1996.
With Readymade Projects Stephen, Burks has been responsible for creative design direction on projects from retail interiors and events to packaging.
Since Javier Mariscal took up a pencil in the 1970s to earn his living, his life and career have been characterised by his creative incontinence.
Keith Helfet is recognised for his work on the XJ-220, XK-180 and the F-Type under Jaguar Cars.
It has been proven time and time again: ordinary Africans have an innate creativity and ingenuity.
Consider Stellenbosch resident Colin Vale who developed a paraffin stove that extinguishes itself when bumped over, reducing the chance of shack fires. Or Malawian William Kamkwamba who created a wind turbine from scrap and bicycle parts to light up his house at night. Not to mention Azemeraw Zeleke from Ethiopia, who transforms bombshells into coffee machines.
"What can your creativity do?" asks the Design Indaba Conference 2009. Hoping to spur delegates into action, this year will again boast a line-up of more than 30 world leaders in the graphic, product, new media, architecture, fashion and advertising design arenas.
From the world's best chef, Ferran Adrià, to the self-reflexive youngsters at 5.5 design, Design Indaba Conference 2009 has placed no limits on age and creative medium. From the man synonymous with "fabulous", Marcel Wanders, to the man heralded for explicating the power of design to augment change, Bruce Mau, Design Indaba Conference 2009's only curatorial guideline is "nothing but the best". And let us not forget Dai Fujiwara, creative director of Issey Miyake!
A number of significant corporate agencies are sure to entice on the advertising front. Hailing from India, Mohit Dhar Jayal and Sunil Vysyaprath of W+K Delhi are responsible for Nokia and Incredible !ndia. In turn, Sean Adams and Noreen Morioka of AdamsMorioka have created the globally recognised visuals associated with Sundance, Nickelodeon and the Walt Disney Company.
Besides Wanders and 5.5, on the product design front, Patricia Urquiola is said to have designed enough work to fully furnish a large house, inside and out. As prolific and widely recognised are Jay Osgerby and Edward Barber of BarberOsgerby.
Product designer Stephen Burks returns to South Africa following his Aid to Artisans development project in 2006.
Leaping the divide between science fiction, product and experience, Anthony Dunne and Fiona Raby of Dunne&Raby explore the psychological impact of technology; while the duo at Commonwealth, David Boira and Zoë Boira Coombes, find new applications for architecture by playing with scale and production. In turn, Nobumichi Tosa's nonsense machines are sure to boggle the senses.
With a decidedly quirky flavour, Frank Tjepkema's products, interiors, identities and interiors can't help but make one smile – and then we haven't even got to Marian Bantjes's meticulously executed graphic design yet. Font, graphic and scripting designer Rick Valicenti of Thirst/3st also takes digital creation beyond the grain.
Also cutting the edge of wit, it is with great pleasure that we welcome Javier Mariscal back after his incredible presentation at Design Indaba 2003. Other returnees include automobile designer Keith Helfet with South Africa's first electric car and architect Luyanda Mpahlwa with his solution to the Design Indaba 10x10 Housing project. And, of course, the world's leading trend forecaster, Li Edelkoort.
And this is just a taste of what's to come! Look out for further speaker announcements in upcoming weeks.
So, what can your creativity do? Design Indaba Conference 2009 promises to push the limits of your imagination beyond the physical.


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IIT Guwahati to provide expertise to the Northeast Frontier Railway for better operation and expansion of the rail network across the Northeastern states
By India Education Diary Bureau Admin On Apr 26, 2021
Guwahati: Indian Institute of Technology Guwahati has signed a Memorandum of Understanding (MoU) with the Northeast Frontier Railway (NFR) on 23rd April 2021 to collaborate on research projects to better serve the needs of the northeastern states. NFR is one of the 17 railway zones of the Indian Railways and is responsible for operation and expansion of rail network all across Northeastern states and some districts of Bihar and West Bengal.
The MoU was signed by Prof. Vimal Katiyar, Dean, Research & Development, IIT Guwahati, and Mr. Yogesh Verma, Chief Planning & Design Engineer, NFR, in the graceful presence of Prof. T. G. Sitharam, Director, IIT Guwahati.
Speaking on the occasion, Prof. T. G. Sitharam, Director, IIT Guwahati, said, "Under this collaboration, both the organizations will jointly execute various research projects in the areas not limited to Geo technical assistance, Structure, Bridges, Information Technology, Overhead equipment, Signalling & safety assessment, Artificial Intelligence (AI) based predictive maintenance systems, Internet of Things (IoT) design features, Improving maintenance and operations of rolling stock, yards, train operations and Green Technologies in order to cater the needs of Northeast people and has agreed to partner NFR in developing world class railway stations in this region."
Further, IIT Guwahati will also support NFR to make their stations plastic free by providing alternate Biodegradable polymer based technologies.
Mr. Yogesh Verma, Chief Planning & Design Engineer, NFR, emphasised that the multi-disciplinary approach would be adopted to find solutions to the problems with an aim towards improving maintenance & operations of train running and other identified fields under this cooperation.
Expressing his views on this collaboration, Prof. Vimal Katiyar, Dean, Research & Development, IIT Guwahati, said, "IIT Guwahati will take a lead to provide cutting edge technical know-how and training support in multi-facet areas to fulfil NFR requirements."
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Parenthood & Family
Men Want Women to Be More Traditional - and Women 'Are HAPPY to Be the Housewife'
Thread: Men Want Women to Be More Traditional - and Women 'Are HAPPY to Be the Housewife'
Friday, September 12th, 2008 #1
BeornWulfWer
Friday, February 8th, 2019 @ 11:19 PM
Anglo-Celt
West Country Zider 'ead.
Brünn/Keltic-Nordic
Brycзstow,Sumorsǣte
Uncer Dæg Willa Becuman
It was the feminist dream of the 1960s – a world in which men and women share the load equally.
But it seems the fairer sex has all but abandoned the struggle. According to research published today, most men want a traditional wife – and women are often only too
happy to oblige.
In turn, it claims that the husband women most desire is a 'retrosexual' – meaning they are more hunter gatherer than a 'metrosexual' stay-at-home father.
More than 1,500 adults were asked about the attributes that they 'most valued' in a spouse or partner. Their answers could have been taken from a manual to happy married life in the 1950s.
At the top of the men's list was 'taking care of the home', followed by cooking, cleaning and great parenting.
Only 16 per cent said they value 'financial stability' in a woman – which means most men put domestic bliss above a wife who calls the shots in the boardroom.
The research from.the Yorkshire Building Society found many women are making equally conventional choices.
Nearly 40 per cent said 'financial stability' is one of the most important qualities in their husband and they rank gardening as more important than an ability to cook or clean.
Tanya Jackson, corporate affairs manager at the building society, said: 'A lot of women used to think they wanted a metrosexual man.
'But then they realised they were fed up with a man who spent longer in the bathroom than they did.
'Many women now feel they actually want a hunter-gatherer and they will look after their man in return.'
Figures from the Office for National Statistics bear out the claims. More than 2.1million women say they do not work because they are 'looking after their family or home'.
Only 193,000 men gave the same answer – a figure which has fallen by 6 per cent over the past year.
"The only way to get smarter is to play a smarter opponent."
Eccardus Teutonicus
Thursday, April 12th, 2012 @ 11:48 PM
Austro-British
Lothian, Cork, Donegal, Austria
Paleo-Atlantid
The Wasteland
Medieval Catholicism
Hurrah! Good to see the pendulum swinging back in the feminists' face. Perhaps we have cause to be optimistic about coming years, the scum of the 1960s may have all the dark nightmares they have constructed for society utterly destroyed.
Brother Blackshirts, my comrades in struggle:
Our fight is for the soul, and in that battle we go forward together till victory be won. Our struggle is hard, because we are fighting for something great, and great things are not lightly or easily gained. We are fighting for nothing less than a revolution in the spirit of our people. We must be worthy of our mission, for blackshirts are those who are summoned to lead the people to a new and a higher civilization.
The Blackshirt is a revolutionary dedicated to the service of our country. We must always possess the character of the true revolutionary. It is not the character that you observe in the little men of the old parties, blown hither and thither by every gust of convenience opinion, elated by a little success, downcast by a little failure, gossiping and chattering about the prospects of the next five minutes, jostling for place, but not so forward in service. Without loyalty, endurance, or staying power, such a character is the hallmark of financial democratic politics. It is the opposite of national socialism.
In the true revolutionary, the first quality is the power to endure. Constancy, loyalty to cause and comrades, manhood and stability of nature. These are the qualities of... the true revolutionary. In our movement that great character... has been reborn. And for that reason we carry within us... destiny.... We care not whether we win tomorrow morning or at the end of a lifetime of labour and of struggle. For to us the little calculations of the little men mean nothing. All we care is that win we will because Britain demands it and no power on earth can hold down the will within us.
Struggles we have had and will have. Blows we have taken and will again. Victories we have had and will have again.... Through good and ill we march on, till victory be won, for this is the character of the true revolutionary. In the great moments of supreme struggle and decision it is easy to hold that character, even in supreme sacrifice. It is not so easy in the hard daily task. It is then even more that in the great fights we have together that I would like to be the companion of every one of you. I would like to be with every action team that carries the message of our new faith to new streets. I would like to be with every man or woman during the hard but vital job of giving leadership to the people in the block of houses for which they are responsible.
For these are the jobs that come, by the dedication of thousands to that mission of leading the people in their own homes and streets, revolution is won. In that task I cannot in body be with everyone of you every day. But in spirit I am with you always.... Together... we have lit a flame that the ages shall not extinguish. Guard that sacred flame, my brother Blackshirts, until it... lights again the path of mankind.
Oswald Mosley, 1938
οὐκ ἐμοῦ, ἀλλὰ τοῦ λόγου ἀκούσαντας ὁμολογεῖν σοφόν ἐστιν ἓν πάντα εἶναί.
Saturday, September 13th, 2008 #3
MockTurtle
Saturday, April 28th, 2012 @ 05:33 AM
Racialist Free Enterprise
This is definitely some of the best news I've read in quite awhile. And from England? Wow, I didn't see that one coming at all.
Immigration Reform | The Racial Compact | Gobineau on Race and Civilization
Raymond B. Cattell on Eugenics | The Mankind Quarterly | Professor Richard Lynn
Leni Riefenstahl | Savitri Devi | The Occidental Quarterly | Professor Kevin MacDonald
mischak
Tuesday, November 11th, 2008 @ 09:44 AM
Faelid
lol any study that claims 25% of women seek a man with good gardening skills as a top priority is utter crap.
I prefer balance, thank you very much.
OneEnglishNorman
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Thursday, May 28th, 2009 @ 04:48 PM
Bruenn
Why is "Gardening" above "Puts the family first"
Perhaps 'Gardening' implies that he is stable and owns a house?
Friday, January 30th, 2009 @ 08:30 PM
Liverpool, England
Single, looking
Maybe the family unit has broke down because everybody paves over there gardens these days?
Theres a conspiracy theory for you.
Sunday, September 14th, 2008 #8
Thrymheim
Welsh/Scandinavian
student/Bar supervisor
I don't want a bloke to touch the garden, that's my area! along with the kitchen, although he does have to wash up!!!
Cattle die, kinsmen die,
the self must also die;
but glory never dies,
For the one who is able to achieve it.
Sayings of the High One.
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When I don't see a survey's data sanitised to show a "things women say they care about but don't" category, I tend to not believe a word it says.
Sunday, September 14th, 2008 #10
Originally Posted by OneEnglishNorman
It struck me as odd too, but I say don't look a gift-horse in the mouth, we're making some progress here.
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Who is still a dagger ?
Who is going to buy a season ticket ( with no early bird discount I've heard rumoured on here) given that Mr " I'm a supporter" is going to Barnet and the youth team will be the first team next season by the look of things ?
This isn't a " who's the daggers biggest fan " competition either.
Whilst I'm probably mad enough to buy one I can't see there being a mad rush. I haven't heard anything that makes me feel my money would be safe either. I'd probably be safer giving it to a heroin addict to look after.
Re: Who is still a dagger ?
Prices are up, Terrace is £250 early bird, £335 after 16th June.
I suggest, stick it on a credit card, if the club fails to fulfil any fixtures (unlikely) you can get it back.
I will be purchasing one this weekend. Still a Dagger.
Putting the season ticket price back up to a sensible level is a good idea. The £199 season tickets were there as a loss leader to encourage loads more people to buy them, like Bradford City and Huddersfield have done in the past, but sadly it didn't work for us and everyone who would have got one anyway just got comfortable with that being 'the right price'. I think that the vast majority of people who would have bought at £199 will renew at £250 - especially knowing that the club really needs the money.
I will still be in, along with my eldest. I miss a few games these days, but we both still have our STs in the Carling and intend to have them again for 18/19. I am pretty certain the other two people we go with will also be in as well.
How long is the Carling Stand going to be sponsored by 'Carling'..... or isn't it?
As the song goes "Till i die"
i'll be renewing once i've got next weekend out of the way.
So we've got no manager or players that we've heard of, probably be starting the youth team as the first team, probably favourites to go down and then down again ( which means defeat after defeat )with no owner and it's gone up £51 and I might lose all my money in the meantime.
Me I've had enough. This season been worst season for me. I've missed so many games and can't be arsed.
Fans forum put the final nail in coffin for me. Son is off to uni. Other son said dad it's not entertaining anymore.
I'll prob come when I can but wont be getting season.
Ps I for 1 would like Hyde to get the manager's job. Be a decent manager I hope.
Me sent off season ticket application form today. No matter what is happening at Dagenham better than giving money to the circus/money making racket that is Premier League.


Dual Redundancy: TV Review: Parenthood 4x04: "The Talk"
What happened to the Parenthood reviews? I just recently discovered them and think they are great. I missed the reviews on episodes 5 and 6. I hope you will continue to review Parenthood!


Council of Pakistan Newspaper Editors (CPNE) condemns attack on Syed Shehryar (Sherry). CPNE says that government take serious action to arrest those criminals and if they will not arrest, CPNE will make strategy. Sherry is journalist and also host of crime show "Target". Yesterday, Unknown people open fired at him when he was going away from his home. Accident happened near Rabia City, Gulistan e Jauhar, Karachi.
Those unknown armed men fired several bullets on his car but fortunately he remains safe. From last few days he was receiving threats. Syed Shehryar says that this type of act can't stop him and he will continue to do his work.
Govt should provide required protection to such darling host. May Allah bless Pakistan and Muslims.


1. All of us use smartphones and laptops now.
2. Everybody uses a laptop and or smartphone.
3. And a question is arisen lately.
4. Is there room for a third category of device in the middle, something that's between a laptop and a smartphone.
5. And of course we've pondered this question for years as well.
6. The bars pretty high.
7. In order to really create a new category of devices, those devices are going to have to be far better at doing some key tasks.
8. They're going to have to be far better at doing some really important things.
9. Better than the laptop, better than the smartphone.
10. What kind of tasks?
11. Well, things like browsing the web.
12. That's a pretty tall order.
13. Something that's better at browsing the web than a laptop? Ok?
14. Doing email, enjoying and sharing photographs, video, watching videos.
15. Enjoying your music collection, playing games, reading e-books.
16. If there's going to be a third category device, it's going to have to be better at these kinds of tasks than a laptop or a smartphone.
17. Otherwise, it has no reason for being.
18. Now, some people have thought that that's a netbook.
19. The problem is, netbooks aren't better at anything.
21. They have low quality displays, and they run clunky old PC software.
22. So, there not better than a laptop at anything.
23. They are just cheaper.
24. They're just cheap laptops, and we don't think that they're a third category device.
25. But, we think we've got something that is, and we'd like to show it to you today for the first time.
26. And we call it the ipad.
27. So. Lemme show it you now.
28. This is what it looks like, I happen to have one right here.
29. That's what it looks like. Very thin. Looks just like this.
30. So. Just give you a little overview.
31. It's very thin, and you can change the background screen, the home screen, to personalize it to any way you want people put their own photos on it im sure, but we ship a few and you can make it anything you want.
32. And what this device does is extraordinary: You can browse the web with it, it is the best browsing experience you've ever had.
33. It's phenomenal to see a whole web page right in front of you, and you can manipulate it with your fingers.
34. It's unbelievably great, way better than a laptop, way better than a smart phone.
36. It automatically adjusts however you wanna use it and again to see the whole webpage is phenomenal, right there, holding the internet in your hands, it's an incredible experience.
37. Phenomenal for mail, you want to focus in on a message, you can do that.
38. You can see your inbox.
39. Again, just turn I Pad sideways, get a different view on your mail, push the compose window, a key board pops up that's almost life size it's a dream to type on.
40. For photos, your albums are shown as stacks of photos, your albums or events, you can unfold them look at all your photos, flick through them, we got some great slide shows built in, it's a wonderful way to share your photos with friends and family.
41. Built in a calendar to see your month's activities or day's activities and everything in between.
42. Built in a great address book for your contacts, have a great maps application which works with Google's back end.
43. Show you maps, satellite views, zoom in on things.
44. I Pad is an awesome way to enjoy your music collection.
45. And of course we have the I Tunes store built right into the I Pad, so you can discover music, you can purchase it, movies, TV shows, pod casts, I Tunes University, everything built right into the I Pad.
46. You Tube, you can watch You Tube on it, including You Tube in high def now, they've got a lot of high def video.
47. And of course, it's awesome to watch TV shows and movies on.
48. So that gives you a little overview of what the I Pad can do.
49. But, it's nothing like seeing it, so I'd love to show it to you now.
50. Let's take a look at it.
51. Again, using this thing is remarkable.
52. It's so much more intimate than a laptop and its so much more capable than a smart phone, with this gorgeous large display.
1. How has technology changed in your lifetime?
2. What is your favorite device?
3. Are there any new gadgets that you really want?
4. What do you think will be the next big thing?
5. How will computers change in the future?
6. Do you think there will be robots in your lifetime?
7. Can you think of any technology that has made the world worse?
8. Is there a piece of technology that you really want that doesn't exist?
9. What is the future of cell phones?
10. Do you think people will be able to live on different planets?


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By Lauren Quinn
The fog crept past the streetlight, swallowing the clouds of smoke we blew out, skinny or fat or from our noses in dragony tendrils.
It was quiet there on the back porch; you really couldn't ask for a better place to take a break – sweat stuck to your skin; hands stinking like tequila and salsa; legs twitching from the hours of running up and down the stairs –the sudden cool and residential still like a head rush.
The wood planks sagged and buckled. I sat on an empty keg; the tap dug into my flesh. My boyfriend was also on break; we'd timed it like that so we could sit together and chat, rolling our necks and stretching out our legs, two more hours till closing.
He was telling me about that crap movie 2012 that had just come out; it looked awful but he wanted to see it.
"You think that shit's for real?" I asked.
He gave me a wayward eye, leaned his back against the railing and exhaled a fat plume of smoke. "Please."
In the sallow streetlight, he looked even paler, even more like that dude from Twilight.
The back door swung open and Juan appeared, silhouetted for a moment by the glare of the fluorescent lights, a big bag of compost slung over his back. You could tell cause the bag was green, made out of some biodegradable cornstarch material that was hella expensive, the owners yelling at us if we mistakenly used them for trash can liners.
He jerked his chin up at us in a nod.
"Aw, perfect, dude, perfect," I said. "Yo Juan, what's up with this whole Mayan Apocalypse thing?"
He paused, let out one hard laugh as he heaved the bag over the railing. It landed in the dumpster with a damp thud. "What do you mean?"
"Like, it's not the real end of the world, right? It's a symbolic ending."
"What do you mean 'symbolic'?" He looked tired.
I pursed my lips. "Like, 2012 is the end of an era," I paused, searched, "a time period in the planet. Shit's not actually gonna burn."
Juan leaned on the railing; I could see the thick black of his tattoos running up his arms. He shook his head. "No."
"What do you mean, 'no'?"
"The old folks, they think it's the end of the world." Juan cocked his eyebrow at me. "Like, really."
I exhaled. "What do you think?"
He smiled, shrugged as he opened the big metal door to go back inside.
The latch clicked behind him.
"That's not an answer!" I called after him.
It was 2008; we were working at that restaurant in North Berkeley.
The economy hadn't crashed yet and the restaurant hadn't totally fallen to shit, but both had started to slide. You could see it, in the restaurant, if you knew where to look: in the faded paint and five-year-old reviews that hung framed on the walls; in the scratched floors and beaten furniture; in the bits of cork we wedged under the legs of wobbly tables.
The place had been all the rage when it'd opened in the early 2000s, the fourth in a family of restaurants that were known for pouncing on culinary trends just before they blew up. There was a free-range BBQ joint, a sustainable seafood restaurant, a wood-oven pizza spot in the works.
The restaurant I worked at was the tapas joint. Though to call it "tapas" was a stretch; the menu wasn't light bar snacks so much as deconstructed entrees sold at entrée prices. Nor did it consist of papas bravas or any of the other typical tapas fare. The menu was composed of Mexican food, a sprinkling of other Latin American fare – what could be summed up in the more scathing Yelp reviews as "gringoized street food."
The fact that they don't really do tapas in Latin American seemed a technicality the owners couldn't be bothered with. We were reduced to calling it, when pressed by a particularly informed group of diners, Pan-American small plates. Which was a mouthful but didn't, at least then, impede the flow of diners or the hour-plus wait there'd be on the weeknights, straight until closing at 12:30am.
Juan was the head line cook when I started working there. Both he and his little brother worked the line. They were 100% Mayan, from some small town in the Yucatan you couldn't pronounce to save your life. They were short and stocky, had round faces and glowing, almost yellow skin. They both had thick silver chains around their necks and black-and-gray tattoos up their arms, all Mayan motifs, even matching banners with the script "Maya" inked inside. Written in English.
When I got the birds done on the back of my arms, they'd grabbed my arms, twisted the skin and leaned in close. "That's tight," Juan had said.
He'd told me the Mayan word for swallows. His hometown was near where they flew to every year, where they spent their migratory winter. I'd made him tell me the word a few times; I'd repeated it over and over, tonguing its shape in my mouth but not able to get it right.
Juan and his brother spoke Spanish and pretty decent English too – they'd both been in the States awhile – but to each other they spoke Mayan. I'd overhear it sometimes when they were on the line, when it was slow and I was killing time, polishing silverware or pretending to study tasting notes on the bar's 78 different pure-agave tequilas.
I'd stand there, lean my elbows on the sticky countertop and listen. I loved the sound of Mayan, whatever dialect it was they spoke; it was so totally different from English or Spanish, from any language I'd heard. I had no anchors, no cognates or meanings to attach to any of it, so it was almost like music. Its rhythms were rolling, rising, stopping at hard boulders of sound – k's and o's, something that sounded like sticks striking or tongues clacking.
I'd linger, my brain chewing on the sounds.
"What're you doing?" Juan'd look up from the molcajete or the masa or the big slabs of tuna, pink and plumb and waiting to be cut. "You got nothing better to do, güey?"
I'd shrug, then give a sly smile. "Just thinking, you know, about this apocalypse of yours coming up." I'd shake my head. "I'm kinda stressed out."
Juan'd laugh and say, "Get back to work, huevona."
I was working at that restaurant during the absolute bleakest time of my life. I was twenty-five; I hadn't heard the term "quarter-life crisis" so I was stuck with just the facts: I'd broken up with my first long-term boyfriend and moved into a drafty room in a rent-controlled Victorian in North Oakland. I'd blown through my savings, could no longer afford to travel. I'd stopped writing – not writer's block but completely stopped. I'd even stopped thinking about how I wasn't writing.
Maybe I'll just be a waitress forever, I'd think, staring out the rattling windows of my bedroom. Maybe that's all there is.
So when the extremely attractive, extremely alcoholic suburban dude at work kept asking me out, I said no and no and until one day I finally said yes. More as a joke than anything else. Then we went out again, cause it was silly and fun. Then cause the sex was good; then cause I didn't have anything else to do; then cause, holy shit, I actually liked him.
I never meant to become his girlfriend. But it crept up on me, or else I slid into it, so gradual I barely noticed.
The clientele of the restaurant had real North Berkeley flavor – UC-Berkeley types, professors and lecturers and thinkers, lots of Priuses with Obama stickers parked outside. You know, cultured people with gray hair and ethnic jewelry, mad over-pronouncing Spanish words: "guac-a-mole."
You should have seen the place the night Fernando Botero came to town, the way those types rattled with excitement, but still bristled a little when the busboys came by. I remember a party visibly wincing when seated next to one of those cooks who'd brought his family in on his day off.
To the owners, the place was an excuse to drizzle chimichurri on two lamb chops and sell them for $17. So most of its success could be chalked up to the general manager, a skinny dude in tinted glasses who drank Jameson from a sippy cup all shift and said "um-hm" and "okay" so much it sounded like he'd belong better in some hepcat jazz club than a fake tapas restaurant. "My baby," he called the restaurant.
He loved the sweet little drunk, because his sales were always the highest and because he'd once worked at one of Napa's top restaurants, a celebrity-studded, uber-fine-dining spot that everyone had heard of. (I'd had to ask one of my co-workers in a whisper what the big deal was.) "I'd looked at his resume and seen A., then Denny's," the GM would laugh out a cloud of smoke, "and I just had to meet the man, um-hm." The sweet little drunk would grin and look even more like that Twilight dude. "My best server," the GM would call him.
But even the GM and his best server couldn't hold the place together, not with the owners continually cutting corners and denying raises. So when the sous chef quit, Juan was promoted in his place.
The sweet little drunk sucked his teeth.
"Juan's not a chef."
"Listen, Juan's a helluva a line cook. But he's not…" He ran his hand through his Hollwood coif, leaned in as he lowered his voice. "He hasn't been to culinary school. He doesn't know food trends. He doesn't even know who Alice Waters is."
He smelled like cigarettes and yesterday's Malbec, sweated out through clammy pores.
He was right. Juan had worked his way up from a dishwasher; until they'd offered him the sous chef position, he'd still kept another job as kitchen manager at the Applebee's in the strip mall. But he was fast and organized and smart as shit, could manage a 20-ticket line without fucking up a single dish, every salad dressed to a T and each $17 lamb dish grilled a succulent medium rare.
When Juan became the sous chef, the head chef stopped showing up so much. Juan started overseeing everything, the ordering, the staff, everything. He was so good at it you almost didn't notice the head chef was gone; he almost started getting in the way, in his crisp chef coat, the nights he did show up.
There'd already been some Mayan touches to the menu, dishes whose names stood out like the crazy boulders of consonants they were. The best was this squid dish with siquil P'ak, a salsa made with toasted pumpkin seeds, charred garlic, tomato, habanero and lime. "It's chunky and nutty and spicy, with just a little acid," I'd tell my tables if they asked for recommendations. "It's cool to try cause you won't find it anywhere else."
("The lamb," the sweet little drunk had told me one night in the bus station, after he'd overhead me. "Always recommend the lamb – upsell.")
If the table seemed down-to-earth and adventurous, I'd tell them to order the siquil P'ak, that if they didn't like it we'd take it back no problem – something the owners would have shit themselves over if they'd heard me say. But I only had one table ever send it back; everyone else was stoked on it, would ask the name and the ingredients over and over, and end up leaving me a fat tip. One party had even gestured over to the line and asked, "Which one of those guys came up with this?"
"That guy," I'd said, pointing to Juan, though I wasn't even sure if that was true.
They'd gone over and shaken his hand; Juan'd had to swipe the sauce and sweat off, a streak across his chef coat.
But if the table seemed mad pretentious, I'd just let them struggle over the strange words, wouldn't offer an explanation of the dish until they asked. I'd explain, then repeat the word a few times till they got it right.
"It's okay," I'd say as I leaned forward, picked the sauce-splotched menus off the table. "My Mayan is rusty too."
Then I'd wink, so they knew I was playing with them. And they'd laugh and they'd love this dish too, usually leave me a fat tip too, though they never asked who'd come up with it.
Juan had big plans, like a lot of the guys. He was saving up, sending money back to Mexico where he had a wife and two kids – photos stored on his flip phone that he'd show me sometimes when it was slow.
He was gonna build a house, he told me. He'd already bought the land and was just waiting till he had enough money for the materials. He was gonna go back to his village and open his own restaurant and live in his house, his big fucking house with all his kids running around.
It was a great plan, I said. He just had to work a few more years, he said. I wish I had a plan that good, I said.
"But really I don't have to worry," I said, "cause this shit's all gonna burn in a few years anyway, right?"
I winked and he told me to fuck off, in Spanish and in English.
I kept dating the sweet little drunk and the time slid by like crazy. I'm not sure where it all went; I remember the year in a blur of Colbert Report and late-night dim sum, walking through parking lots cut jagged by streetlight, fog creep-creeping by. I'd wake up at 11am and get a few things done before it was time to go back to work.
I was making good money, but it was falling through my hands. Then the 2008 financial crisis struck and it was like a switch had been hit: one day it was Tuesday and I was walking out of the restaurant with $250 burning in my pocket, then suddenly it was Friday and I'd barely made $100.
The owners stopped giving a fuck. They stopped buying free-range meats; Triple Sec replaced Cointreau at the bar; our paychecks started bouncing. They even found a sneaky way around the state law about providing staff meals. None of it came as a surprise, we'd all agree when taking our smoke breaks on the back porch. It'd all been building, we'd agree, or else slowly sliding, waiting for one precipitous event that would push it over.
The sweet little drunk and I would stop at the twenty-four-hour Safeway across the street every night after work; he'd count out his ones to buy a bottle and I'd distract myself by flipping through the celebrity magazines, tell him he'd been cheating on Kristen Stewart again and he'd laugh. His face would stretch into a smile; he'd be pale and puffy and almost someone else under those florescent lights.
Somewhere around that time Juan became the head chef, a promotion that caused a lot of head shaking among the wait staff. The GM also started having me manage shifts. The owners had him stretched so thin managing the other restaurants he barely had time to be at the one he loved, his baby.
I was hesitant. "Just use that smile of yours," he'd told me, "and you'll be alright, um-hm."
I'm not sure why I said yes. The money wasn't as good but I got to dress nicer, greet guests, manage the floor, handle the little problems that arose. I was good at it; I felt graceful and in control, at least for those few hours.
"It's not like I'm the GM," I'd assured the sweet little drunk when I'd told him about it, nervously pinching at the skin on my knuckles. He was still the restaurant's best server, I'd said; they still needed him on the floor. They'd only asked me, I'd said, because I wasn't as valuable.
"It won't be weird," I'd told him.
He'd nodded and looked away.
I forget how the sweet little drunk and I broke up; it was uneventful and bittersweet and full of hugging promises to stay friends. It wasn't until afterwards that shit really blew up.
But it didn't even blow up right away. It happened slowly, built slowly in this way I was only dimly aware of: misspelled 4am texts, long slurring messages, a couple shitty comments here and there – "They still need me on the floor." He was going through a hard time, I told myself. I should be compassionate, I told myself.
But I wasn't, at least not as much as I thought I was. I was out one night with a new guy I was dating; we'd been in the neighborhood and I'd suggested we go in for dinner. I'd scanned my mind; the sweet little drunk never worked Mondays, so we were safe. I think I'd even said those words: "We're safe."
But when we walked in, there he was. He froze in his place, his tray of drinks wobbled, his face turned white, even whiter. But it was too late; he'd already seen us, I reckoned, so we may as well just stay.
I felt his eyes on me the whole time we ate. Well fuck him, I thought.
It was the message he left later that night that let me know I'd really fucked up. It went on for minutes, more sobs and moans than actual words: "How could…?" choke, sob "If I were…" moan, hiccup "How dare…" growl, groan – building like that until he finally erupted, "You bitch!"
It was like I could feel the words being spit out; they cut at me as his voice crumbled to a sob. Now it was my turn to go sheet white, to freeze with the phone in my hand, wobble a little sitting on the edge of my bed in that shitty cold Victorian bedroom, feeling the place in the back of my head tingle and hum.
"You bitch, you bitch": he chanted like that, the rhythm building with moans and chokes and other sounds that needed no signifers, any meaning other than the fact I was now scared of him.
I was the manager on duty one shift when the sweet little drunk came in late. I could tell immediately that he was fucked up by the way his eyes glazed and drooped, the way his hair hung in his face, the loose way his limbs swung.
But he didn't smell like booze so I kept telling myself that maybe I was wrong, or if not wrong, maybe he could at least work the shift.
I remember Juan eyeing me from the line. "He's fucked up," Juan announced as I walked past.
I don't remember what I said to that; I think I shut my eyes and maybe even nodded, but I couldn't hear it. Something in me couldn't hear it.
When the sweet little drunk dropped a whole tray of drinks, when the glass shattered around him and the booze splashed out, when he stood in the middle of it just looking down at it and laughing, not even trying to clean it up, that's when Juan jumped across the line.
He came out on to the floor in his stained chef coat, pulled at my arm. "You need to get him off the floor." I closed my eyes, nodded. "You want me to tell him?"
I shook my head, told Juan it was cool, I could handle it.
And I thought I could; I called the sweet little drunk over to the bus station, off the floor and away from the view of the customers. I told him he had to leave.
"No," he said.
I blinked. "What?"
He leaned his face in close to mine. "You're not my manager," he slurred. "I don't have to listen to you."
I felt something buzz in me. "I'm the manager on duty, dude, and I say you need to go."
"Fuck you." He gnashed the words out, then leaned back with a smirk.
I felt the blood drain out of my face, heard a hum in my ears. Something happened then, in that moment, the same thing that always happens to me when shit gets really bad, all the really dicey situations I've been in in my life – something in me shut down.
It's not like I blacked out, more like I grayed out. The sweet little drunk leaned back towards me and a surge of words came out of his mouth; I felt them wash over me. The hum grew louder. I remember looking at the wall, the faded paint on the faded wall, and thinking it was hateful shit, really awful shit he was saying, but the words were detached, almost like they became just sound.
Maybe we stood there for a minute, maybe for an hour – it was one of those times when time kinda stops. It wasn't until Juan came and pushed the sweet little drunk up against the bus station wall that I snapped out of the haze.
It was kinda funny, cause here was Juan, this short little Mayan dude but tough as shit, thick arms tatted up and sliced with shiny oil burns, pushing this strappingly handsome American up against the wall. Juan cursed at him low – I'm not sure what he said, if it was even in English – but then he told him, "Get your shit and go."
The sweet little drunk did; he got his bag and thundered out the back door and I stood there stunned and blinking. When we heard the metal latch of the door snap shut, Juan turned to me.
"You okay?"
I managed a shrug.
"What'd he say to you?"
I searched my mind. The whole thing had only happened a moment ago, but I honestly didn't remember. I honestly couldn't tell you what he'd said to me.
I turned to Juan. "I don't know," I answered. I shook my head long and slow. "I don't know."
You'd think he'd have gotten fired after that, but everyone was still operating under this he's-our-best-server premise, so the sweet little drunk got a slap on the wrist – a couple days suspension and a supposed talking-to, though I don't even know who was left to talk to him.
"We'll make sure you're getting real manager pay before you gotta handle another situation like that, um-hm," the old GM told me on one of the rare occasions he still came into the restaurant. A few months later he was laid off.
I said I didn't want to manage any more shifts, whether or not the sweet little drunk was working. It took me a couple months before I found a new job, an awkward few months of averting eyes and mumbling necessary food counts. I don't know how I did it, looking back, other than that I just kinda shut down every time I went in to work.
Because I'd asked for it, right? I'd courted that kind of explosion, chased it to the edge of the precipice. Because I'd wanted to feel something, anything other than the awful buzzing numb my life had slid into.
But wasn't that the shit of it? – that even in the midst of the explosion, all there'd been was the buzz, the world-swallowing hum coming up around me.
Finally I did get another job, what ended up being the best restaurant job I'd ever had, a place that never skimped on anything, right down to the organic butter. I left that fake tapas restaurant and that time in my life without a lot of fanfare; I wanted only to sneak out the back door, wanted only for it to all be over.
I was sitting on the back porch, taking my last smoke break of my last shift, when Juan walked out. His arms were empty – he didn't have to carry a compost bag anymore – but his face was tired, all lines and bags and worry.
"Long night?"
"Yeah," he said.
"Hey, it's my last shift," I told him.
He looked at me and nodded. "Well good luck."
"Thanks güey." I gave a half-smile and he laughed.
And it ended like that, just like that – no big explosions, no disaster-movie fireballs, just me on the tired old back porch, smoking a cigarette and listening to the hum of the night as Juan climbed in his truck and tooted his horn goodbye.
Lauren Quinn is a writer, editor and teacher. Her work has appeared in The Believer, Guernica, The Guardian, The Rumpus, The Billfold, The Toast and San Francisco Chronicle, among others. Her pieces have been featured on Longform.org, The New York Times' "What We're Reading" and The New Yorker's "Weekend Reading," and anthologized in The Best Women's Travel Writing.
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Amidst all the destruction, one little moment of peace takes center stage.
This picture is on the album cover of Nine Leaves' second album, Peace in Death, and it illustrates exactly what the album is all about.
It's about everything changing–destruction in one's own life and the peace one can find within it, if one has the right mindset. It's a concept album, one that explores the idea of the phoenix rising up from the ashes. Nine Leaves takes us on a journey through a range of emotions on this album–anger, fright, sadness, happiness. It's a journey that's hard to forget.
The songs include cascading, waterfall-like harmonies that outline the rap lyrics perfectly, setting the scene. After you listen to it, you might have to sit down for a bit.
Check out Nine Leaves' MySpace page here. Get aquainted with a revolutionary new sound in the rap genre. And stay tuned–we're going to be promoting a video for them soon.
But for now, check out the video for this Alan Iverson commercial below. Nine Leaves wrote the excellent, and dramatic, song in the background.