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Talcum Powder Linked to Ovarian Cancer
According to multiple reports, products containing talcum powder have been linked to women developing ovarian cancer. Research performed on products including Johnson's Baby Powder and Shower-to-Shower Body Powder suggests that talc can migrate into the fallopian tubes, uterus, and ovaries when the powder is applied for feminine hygiene purposes. Allegations raised in talcum powder lawsuits suggest inadequate warnings were provided about the potential health risks tied to the use of talcum powder and that manufacturers placed their desire for profits ahead of consumer safety by withholding important information about potential cancer risks from the public for years.
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There are more than 1,200 civil suits pending against Johnson & Johnson related to the company's products containing talcum, according to the Associated Press. One settled case awarded the family of a Missouri woman who lost her battle with ovarian cancer, which she claimed was the result of using the company's Baby Powder and Shower-to-Shower powder, $72 million in compensatory and punitive damages. Despite the court's ruling and numerous allegations, Johnson & Johnson stands firm in their defense of talcum-based products and told ABC News in a statement this past February they believe their powder "meets the highest quality, purity, and compliance standards."
Evidence submitted in this trial included an internal memo dated September 1997 from a Johnson & Johnson medical consultant suggesting a link between talcum powder and ovarian cancer. In this memo, the consultant reportedly wrote that anyone who denied the risk between hygienic talc powder use and ovarian cancer would be "denying the obvious in the face of all evidence to the contrary," according to the Associated Press.
In May 2016, a court in South Dakota ruled that Johnson & Johnson pay $55 million in compensatory and punitive damages in a separate lawsuit involving a woman claiming the same allegations, The New York Daily News reported. This woman's cancer is currently in remission. Johnson & Johnson plan to appeal the court's decision in this case.
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Why right-wing extremists' favorite new platform is so dangerous
Telegram's lax content moderation and encrypted chats make it a convenient tool for extremists.
By Rani Molla@ranimolla Jan 20, 2021, 3:00pm EST
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After crackdowns by regular social media after the Capitol riots, right-wing extremists are using a new app.
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There are lots of things for right-wing extremists to like about Telegram, the social media and messaging app that's currently topping the app stores. Its content moderation is lax and scattershot. It's a well-built app with lots of features for mass communication as well as encrypted chats and file sharing. And Telegram has more users than ever.
Following the Capitol insurrection, Telegram announced that it had surpassed 500 million active users globally. It had added 25 million new users in just 72 hours. Just 2 percent of the Dubai-based app's user base is in the US, but it's becoming more popular among Americans. Telegram's US downloads in the first weeks of this year were more than 700 percent higher than they were for the same period in 2020, according to data from app measurement firm Sensor Tower.
Use of alternative messaging apps skyrocketed in recent weeks for a variety of reasons, including fallout from a WhatsApp privacy update and a crackdown by other platforms following the Capitol riot. In the US, Signal, known for its end-to-end encrypted messages, had the same number of unique installations in the first 18 days of 2021 as it did in all of 2020.
Telegram is currently the most downloaded app in the Google Play Store, having unseated Signal for the top spot in the United States. Telegram's specific combination of features, however, make it especially popular among American right-wing extremists, who have joined the platform in droves after being kicked off of Twitter, Facebook, and Parler. The latter is another extremist favorite and was recently kicked off the internet, though it's now back in a very limited form.
Telegram has three main components. Channels, both public and private, are mostly one-way broadcasts that an unlimited number of people can follow.
Telegram also has public and private groups where up to 200,000 people can communicate. Groups on Signal, for comparison, maxes out at 1,000; WhatsApp at 256. After its role amplifying violence in India and Myanmar, Facebook-owned WhatsApp limited groups' ability to forward messages to other groups in order to stop the spread of misinformation. Bigger groups enable fake news — and calls to violence — to spread more quickly.
The third component of Telegram is called Secret Chats, where people can have one-on-one conversations that are end-to-end encrypted, meaning that hackers or police wouldn't be able to see the content of those messages.
Megan Squire, an Elon University computer science professor and Southern Poverty Law Center fellow who researches online extremism, says that, together, these social media and messaging features are "convenient" for online extremists.
"They can do radicalization and recruiting on one platform," Squire told Recode. These features also make it popular globally among activists. The app has been used by protest movements (Hong Kong) and extremists (the Islamic State) alike.
Last week, marking a rare departure from its much more hands-off approach regarding American extremists, Telegram blocked dozens of public channels for inciting violence, saying they violated the terms of service. This included a channel that, in the days before the inauguration, showed how to make and conceal homemade guns and bombs. This week, the app's founder, Russian tech entrepreneur Pavel Durov, said after seeing an uptick in reports in the US, it took down "hundreds" of calls to violence on public channels.
Numerous public channels and groups containing hate speech, conspiracy theories, and racist memes remain. There are currently two channels with Proud Boys in the name, each with nearly 40,000 followers. They accrued much of that following in recent weeks.
On Sunday, nonprofit group Coalition for a Safer Web filed a long-shot lawsuit against Apple asking to boot Telegram from its App Store — as Apple did with Parler — citing its failure to remove violent and extremist content from the app.
A spokesperson for Telegram did not respond to requests for comment.
There's reason to believe that Telegram does not treat content moderation as seriously as other platforms. Squire said she had reported a manifesto about killing Muslims to Telegram nearly two years ago, and it's still up. Last week, a Proud Boy posted Squire's address on the site. She reported it, but doxing isn't one of the five categories of inappropriate content you can report, and again, no one has gotten back to her. Unlike on Facebook or Twitter, there's no way to track a report on Telegram and find out what happened to it.
But the lax moderation on the social media messaging app is also one of several reasons for its popularity among extremists. Telegram, unlike other platforms, also allows file storage, which Squire said is appealing for extremists who want to share radicalizing videos and manifestos. Notably, Telegram's very brief terms of service forbid the promotion of violence on public channels but do not mention anything about promoting violence on private channels or groups.
Telegram is also popular among extremists precisely for the reasons it's popular with everyone else: The app is pretty good. It's easy to use and isn't frequently offline. Squire said it's much better than other apps popular among right-wing extremists like Gab and Parler. "It's not put together with bubble gum and duct tape," she said.
As such, lots of people use it. And communications platforms rely on network effects, meaning they become more useful the more people who are on them.
And with more and more extremists turning to Telegram after crackdowns on other platforms, the app's loose moderation has the potential to create new echo chambers to further radicalize those people. How much Telegram moderates its site will decide what sort of platform it becomes.
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Actually these collaborators are not planning on sending a "who" but rather a "what." "Yuri Milner said the eventual goal is sending hundreds or thousands of tiny spacecraft, each weighing far less than an ounce, to the Alpha Centauri star system. . . . Propelled by energy from a powerful array of Earth-based lasers, the spacecraft would fly [with actual extended sails a few yards wide] at about one-fifth the speed of light. They could reach Alpha Centauri in 20 years, where they could make observations and send the results back to Earth" (www.seattletimes.com/nation-world/stephen-hawking-joins-bid-to-seek-life...).
Too crazy an idea for us humans? Not according to Hawking. "'We commit to the next great leap into the cosmos because we are human and our nature is to fly'" (ibid).
That's why this campus was raised up over a century ago—to send into the world the brightest and best of Adventist young—to make contact on behalf of the Creator with other intelligent earth inhabitants—to tap into that latent longing for eternity and the Eternal. "Our hearts are restless till they find rest in Thee," Augustine wrote. The God-shaped vacuum within us makes the mission of Christ's followers simpler. All we need to do is to cross the relational bridge into the lives of those we know, those we work with or play with or occasionally socialize with. A simple relational bridge to cross over and connect with the Eternal already in our friends' consciousness.
Coming this fall (October 14-22) is "Hope Trending: A Crash Course on How to Live Without Fear" (www.hopetrending.org) —the perfect opportunity for you to now begin composing your prayer list of friends and acquaintances you are positioned to reach for Jesus. Pray over their lives, pray their names to the Savior who emptied His life and treasury to win their minds, their hearts. He'll do the winning—let us do the bridging that begins with praying.
Think about it. Someone this fall is going to meet Christ in an eternally life-changing way. Why not pray that God will guide you to put that someone on your prayer list now? He will do the winning—we must do the praying and then the bridging.
Because Yuri Milner is right: "We can do more than gaze at the stars. We can actually reach them" (ibid). Your praying, your bridging can become for someone a one-way ticket far beyond Alpha Centauri—why not a one-way friendship into Eternity?


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I was ten years old when she crawled into the village, growling and snapping, the smell of rotting meat coming off her in waves. She was naked, the bones under her skin jutting out like river driftwood. She walked on all fours, covered in dirt, marked by thorns and stones, hair matted and stuck together like a screen of reeds. I was looking for the small, wooden gulli that Makhan, the champion of gulli-danda in the village, had hit with his stick into the edge of the brush where the forest began. One moment I was bent over, parting some undergrowth looking for the little wooden dowel, the next her face was level with mine, teeth bared at me. For a moment we stared at each other.
Then I did the only thing any boy can do when confronted by a creature from a nightmare. I screamed. Then I ran. She ran behind me on her hands and knees, her four-legged gait easily keeping pace. I picked up a few stones from the dusty ground and threw them at her. One struck her on the top of her head, opening up a gash from which blood flowed. She screamed, a guttural shriek of pain that whistled through my head like the train that sped lightning-fast every night along the north side of our village.
I faltered and she lunged at me, screaming all the while. Quickly I threw the rest of the stones at her, only some hitting their marks. So engrossed was I with escaping the creature that I did not notice that the entire village was now upon us. They had heard my shouts and her screams from the edge of the forest, past the fields in which wheat still grew tall and green.
"Ka bhaya, ka hoi raha hai?"
I heard the shouts and collapsed with relief, into the dust, side-by-side with her.
They tied her up in the old, un-used cowshed that first night. They had no choice really for she lunged at Shantaram Ji with bared teeth, talon-like nails aimed at his face. Someone held her arms, another her legs and two steadied her neck as a rope was used to pin her arms to her sides. A shorter length of rope held her ankles together. Then the two were linked and secured slackly to an overhead beam so that she would have some freedom of movement. The men had to be careful because all the while she snapped and growled aggressively. She could move but she couldn't escape. When one of them took her a plate of food and a bowl of water, she shoved her face into both, snuffling through the food before spitting up the dal and rice in disgust but eagerly lapped at the water, stooping down and using her tongue to scoop up the liquid like a thirsty dog.
The rest of us, the women and children, stood by the door and outside, peering in through the windows looking at her. She burped loudly as she lay back against the hay. The sustenance seemed to reassure her that we were not her enemies. She turned and smiled at us, baring her teeth, lips curled back, a grimace that made us take several steps back. Her gaze collided with mine then, and held. She made a piteous mewling sound, smiling at me again, eyes downcast. I was a familiar face to her I suppose. I broke away from the crowd and ran home, my heart thumping.
Rama Prasad Kaka brought out his drum early the next morning, just after dawn, beating it loudly to elicit its sonorous tone as he walked through the lanes announcing the emergency session of the panchayat under the old banyan tree in the center of the village. Curiosity took all of us there.
The five panches, two men, two women and the head of the council of five, Sarpanch Ji Shantaram, sat on dhurrie-covered string charpais. By mid-morning the strengthening spring sun was beating down on those of us too insignificant to get a space close to the rustling, shady canopy of the ancient tree.
"What are you thinking, Sarpanch Ji, of this creature?"
Lajja Ji was the speaker. She was the oldest member of the council, a no-nonsense widow of about 70 years who owned 50 acres of land that she managed herself since her good-for-nothing son had run off to the city twenty years ago to become a film hero and never came back. I knew this because ma often told me and my sisters tales of this bad son, hoping that none of us, especially I, ever turned out that way. She wanted to keep me close to her always. Sons are our own, she told me, but daughters are meant to light up someone else's home. Daughters are born already belonging to others. "You are mine forever my little prince," she would tell me, stroking my brow as I fell asleep each night.
Shanataram Ji took a long toke off the clay chillum, sucking in his cheeks to take in the strong smoke, then letting it snake out like grey ghosts through his nostrils. He closed his eyes as he chose his words then opened them as he spoke.
"Obviously, sister, this girl was being raised by wolves. This is what I am thinking. She is being one of those creatures who were being created from the hairs of the body of our dear Lord Krishna. We are being blessed by our lord, blessed I am telling you."
The other council members nodded, as did most people in the crowd, used to the sarpanch's mythological flights of fancy. The sound of her keening, animal wail emanated from the old cowshed. There was silence, then a barrage of confused questions.
"Yes, yes, but where is she coming from?"
"Arrey bhaiya, who are her people being?"
"And what are we going to be doing with her?"
These questions came from Chitra Ji and the two other male panches who rarely spoke.
Lajja Ji spoke then, her wispy, old-woman voice as authoritative as the white hair on her head. When she spoke everyone listened, even Sarphanch Ji for he was as old as her good-for-nothing son, and the wisdom of the aged was to be valued.
"I am not being certain," she said, "but I think I am knowing something. Is that old potter's widow here? Her name I'm forgetting. Is she here?"
"Jamuna Bai?" a voice came from the crowd, "No, she is never coming to these meetings. Should I be going to get her?"
The man was told to do so and sped off to get the woman who lived in a ramshackle hut. It was a while before they returned.
"Ji?" the middle-aged woman with white-black hair asked, the respect in her folded hands at odds with the annoyed expression on her face. Streaks of dried clay were embedded under her fingernails and there was a small smear on her forehead. Her sari had once been pink but now was liberally stained with clay and who knows what else.
"Oh Jamuna Bai, what was your girl looking like, the one who disappeared?" Lajja Ji's question was terse though tender.
The potter's widow looked then, at the panches where they sat under the tree, their faces shaded by a lacy fretwork of leaves.
"What?" she asked rudely, her voice loud amidst the silent crowd that awaited her response.
"Your girl," Lajja Ji repeated patiently, gently, "you know the baby that the wolf was taking, when you were out gathering firewood…what was she looking like?"
"What should I be saying? She was looking like a baby, like your girl or yours or yours. Why are you torturing me with these questions? She was my child so she was looking like me only, like her three older sisters. What silly-silly questions are you all bothering me with today? I am going now. The pots are not going to make themselves are they? And who else is being here to feed me?"
"Stop," the council spoke in unison as she turned to leave.
"Was she having any marks, anything, a spot, scar, something? It's important to be knowing this Jamuna Bai. We are not meaning to be causing you pain."
Still visibly annoyed, the woman thought for a while.
"Yes, yes, she was having a birthmark…black and raised, shaped like the crescent moon, in the middle of her back. Like the mark of death for her, it was Yamraj's mark, claiming her in his name. The lord of death was claiming her already when she was kicking in my belly."
She turned to go, then stopped as all the panches yelled again, "Stop."
She spoke, after a pause, "Look, I have to be going. What are you wanting from me?"
Lajja Ji said, "We are needing just one moment, Jamuna Bai, just one."
Perhaps Jamuna Bai had re-lived the incident over and over again through the years and did not care to do it again. Perhaps she had run out of tears a while ago. So she closed her eyes and sat down in the dust, uncaring.
Three men brought the creature out, leading her by a rope. She looked scared and for the first time I felt bad for her. She looked small and lost, her head bowed in defeat, body bent over itself. Someone had draped an old sheet around her, to cover her animal nature. She stumbled as she was led as if uncomfortable at being made to walk upright, as if she was exposed, open in some dangerous way.
Lajja Ji walked over and moved the sheet slightly. The girl cowered, crying.
"Stop crying. I am not hurting you. No one is hurting you."
The girl-creature obeyed the quiet, firm tone even if the words were foreign to her. She sniveled more quietly, her eyes cast on the ground, staring at her own shadow.
"Jamuna Bai, please," Lajja Ji called, without turning away from the pitiful being in front of her. She gestured to the potter's widow to join her who suddenly started as if becoming aware of where she was. Jamuna Bai slowly walked to the creature who sat hunched over and looked to where Lajja Ji was pointing on the creature's back. She screamed.
"My child, this is being my girl, Hema, oh Hema. You are coming back to me, after all these years?"
Her limbs seemed to turn to water for she collapsed on the ground. Then slowly she crawled to where the girl-creature was huddled and tried to hug her. The girl-creature responded by recoiling from the touch, then scratching Jamuna Bai's face, scoring trails of blood down her cheek. Confusion broke out as the startled men let go of the rope.
Their captive bounded into the crowd dispersing it like dust in a storm. I stood still, transfixed. She came up to me, ran behind me, shaking as she sat on her haunches, close to the ground. She was so terrified, so overwhelmed and alone, that I felt, for the first time, the need to protect her. She had first appeared to me, she had chosen me as her savior and I could not back down from the challenge. I stood taller, shielding her behind me.
"Look, look, she is trusting the boy, liking him."
"Maybe, we should be letting her stay at his house until she is recognizing her mother."
"We have to be asking Lallan and his wife," someone said, talking of my parents.
My parents agreed though they were wary of letting a wild creature into the house. However, a loosely woven cot was placed for her in the sheltered part of the verandah. Jamuna Bai brought over bedding and some clothes that belonged to her two married daughters. Her third and youngest child, a five-year old boy, stared at his long-lost sister in disbelief and fear and was snarled at for his expression.
Jamuna Bai was to provide food and was to pay my parents some money each week Hema was to stay with us. My parents were happy with the extra money but neither they nor my sisters ever allowed Hema to come close to them. My mother was especially cold to her and tried her unsuccessful best to keep Hema away from me. My sisters would run screaming each time the poor girl-creature even looked in their directions. I had no such choice, even if her constant affection sometimes went from being flattering to annoying.
She followed me around faithfully, bringing me half-eaten pieces of fruit and once a dead partridge. Most often she still walked on all fours and as she presented me with her little gifts she would sit on the ground looking at it silently, hopefully until I picked up her distasteful offerings. Then she would smile and do a little dance on her haunches, growling and howling in ecstasy.
Sarpanch Ji instructed me to always address her by her name so she would grow to recognize it and perhaps learn to speak. One day I showed her a half-torn and faded film poster of Hema Malini. It was stuck on a brick wall from when the traveling cinema had come by six months ago, showing an old movie, 'Dreamgirl.' Now, bleached by the sun, the actress's face seemed fey, ghostly even. Just her large eyes looked out clearly from the poster, searing the watcher's gaze.
I touched the poster on the wall with the palm of one hand, saying, "Hema," then reached out to touch her shoulder, saying "Hema," again.
She growled, "'ema."
I touched her again, the palm of my hand, against the warm roughness of her skin. "Hema," I said, then touched my chest, "Gopal."
"'ema, Gopaaa," she managed.
"Yes," I hollered in triumph.
She did too and soon both of us were howling like wolves, laughing and turning in circles until we fell into the dust together.
As a child I knew that Gormint was a very big and important woman. I think she was something like a queen, all-powerful, telling everyone what to do. That is what Daaktar Ji would tell us.
"Gormint has ordered this," he would say in his clipped city-speech, "Gormint has ordered me to give all children in Papri this needle in your arm. All children must be brought to the clinic."
All that I and the other children of the village knew is that when Daaktar Ji rode into Papri in his loud, shaking, blue car, we would be in pain. We hated the needles he would stick us with, the bitter medicines he made us swallow and the awful cold feel of the flat, round thing he used to press against our chests and bellies. But what we hated most of all was the sly stroke of his finger as it furtively parted our backsides and darted in. All of us children hated Daaktar Ji and were scared of Gormint. Our parents were over-awed by his educated presence, silenced by the glaze of contempt that coated his words.
When I heard the familiar rattle of his car bouncing down the rutted cattle path, I muttered to my friends as we played seven tiles, "Here comes important Daaktar Ji to give us pokes and pinches. Who knows what Gormint wants now?"
But Daaktar Ji was not here for us this time. He and the two policemen from the city who came with him were here for Hema. He wanted to look at her, to poke and prod and look inside her. Even though Hema was now starting to trust her mother, she still held my hand tightly, mutely begging me to go with her.
"Hmmm, now let us see," Daaktar Ji said, "by the order of the Gormint I must find out more about this creature."
I couldn't really understand all his words. Not only was his city-talk strange, the ends of his words also disappeared under his bushy moustache.
"No one else with her, no one. I must look at her alone," he said but then conceded when Hema started to howl. She also repeated the one word I had taught her that had became her favorite as she recognized its power: No.
"Nahin, nahin," she cried when Daaktar Ji sent out her mother who had dissolved into tears when her daughter started crying. Jamuna Bai had gone from stoicism to extreme emotion upon the return of her child.
"Nahiiiiin," Hema screamed even louder and more desperately when he tried to disentangle her fingers from mine before taking her into the smaller room. The village children called it the nanga kamra, for it was a room, and we had to be naked in there, alone with him. All the children hated the nanga kamra and I did not want Hema to be by herself in there, with him. I held tightly to her fingers as well.
"Theek hai, theek hai," he said grudgingly, stepping back hastily as she bared her teeth at him.
He spoke into some kind of small machine as he stared at her.
"Age about ten, nine, hard to tell, might even be eight or seven, definitely still pre-pubescent."
Hema smiled at me contentedly as she looked at the wall calendar fluttering in the slight breeze from the open window. A beautiful woman held a radio aloft, her smile dazzling me even from the flat surface of the paper.
"ema?"
"Not Hema," I said, "you Hema."
I pointed at the picture, "Zeenat."
She tried but could not get past the 'zee' sound. Daaktar Ji continued his monotonous talking. She continued trying to say this new name, the 'zee' whistling through her gapped teeth.
I soothed her as he parted her oiled, stringy hair and searched through her scalp. He moved and rotated her arms and legs, paying special attention to the distended, corded muscles of her forearms. I helped him get her on the table. Then he stood at a loss.
"Boy, ask her to open her mouth," he ordered.
"Hema," I said, "aaaaa," opening my mouth wide so she could mimic me.
She obeyed and let the man peer inside, taking in her gums, the slanted teeth and the smell of rotted flesh that still came from within. Though we fed her no meat she usually managed to find some on her own.
"Hmmm, hmmm, very interesting," he said, his nose wrinkled in disgust.
"Close your eyes boy," he said as if I had not seen Hema naked before.
She had arrived naked after all and took every opportunity to shuck off her loose clothes. I shrugged and pretended to close my eyes. He talked to himself some more, while the two policemen shuffled nervously in the corner of the small room, chatting, smoking their smelly beedis and looking out the little window.
Daaktar Ji lifted the loose shift-dress her mother had managed to dress her in. It fell straight down her body to her ankles and she wore nothing else underneath. It had been a struggle the first few times but now she tolerated—barely—the feel of cloth on her body.
He examined her belly, then made her lay on her side as he looked at her back and noted the raised crescent-moon birthmark. I watched his thick finger slowly slide down within her body, between her legs. Before I could alert her, she jerked upright, grabbed his hand and sank her teeth into the meaty part of the palm. One quick bite, then she flung his hand away, blood flowing in shiny ropes, her teeth stained red.
He shouted, "She bit, she bit me. Oh god, now I have rabies. Rabies."
I laughed and laughed, "Raabis, he is having raabis," having no idea what he was babbling about. It was a funny word but funnier still was his hopping dance of pain.
I grabbed Hema's hand and we ran away from the clinic in the ensuing confusion. I told my friends and they looked at her with a bit more indulgence when she hung around me as we played. Sometimes they would even invite her to play with simple gestures but would give up when she stared uncomprehendingly. She was content to huddle on the dusty earth and watch. Her eyes were always on me, and I realized I was becoming more than just accustomed to her gaze.
Daaktar Ji confirmed the panchayat's suspicions before he left that day. Jamuna Bai had laid her eight-month old baby down, still in her swaddling clothes, on the ground as she began the laborious task of collecting sticks for her kitchen fire. She saw a quick grey-brown flash emerge from the forest thicket and run off with her child. The village and the unfortunate mother had assumed that the wolf had eaten the baby. Over the years, families had lost livestock and a child here and there to the wolves of the forest. No trace of Jamuna Bai's baby had ever been found.
"Perhaps," Daaktar Ji said, "a she-wolf had lost her own cub or perhaps she felt tender towards this little child and brought her up as her own."
"But why is she coming back now?" Jamuna Bai asked.
"Perhaps the wolf-mother died or perhaps as her wolf brothers and sisters grew she could not keep up and they sent her to live among her own people. We will never know this unless we keep teaching her to speak our language. We can try and make her one of us. Even I don't fully understand this so how can you people? Regardless, she is feral, a wolf-girl."
We all looked at Hema but she smiled only at me. Then she turned back to the ground, picking up the rat she had hunted and was now tearing into with evident zest. That was when Daaktar Ji paled and jumped into his rusty car, fleeing with his police escorts.
There was a flurry of reporters in our midst: trucks with strange poles on them, Gormint people and women wearing pants like the men who accompanied them. Strangeness from the city settled on our village like a plastic haze. These strangers focused their picture machines on Hema as she sat next to her mother or as she tried to eat the rice and dal clearly unpalatable to her. They were full of questions, asking the most stupid ones:
"Were you scared when she came?"
"What does she like to eat?"
"How old is she?"
"What did you think when you saw her?"
Usually we stared at them, sometimes answering them, but mostly we learned to avoid them. However, they were persistent so they would follow her as she ran to meet me at play. They watched as she gave up her uncomfortable upright stance and ran on all fours, bounding in joy, and spoke in excited tones on the machines they held.
Soon there were no new stories to be found in our midst and these new residents of our village trickled back out, returning to their own lives. Our story had become stale. We knew this because they ran out of questions. What was once new became normal. Papri had a wolf-girl who now lived with her mother. Done.
We saw the slow blossoming of emotion between the mother and her child. Gradually Hema was allowing her mother to feed her, to caress her even. Sometimes she would reach forward and lick Jamuna Bai's hand, and when her mother stroked her hair she would lean into the cupped palm, closing her eyes and nuzzling her skin. She breathed in her mother's scent and it calmed her.
Now that she had moved to her mother's home I had more freedom. But after seeing her every day for six months I realized I missed her. My parents missed Jamuna Bai's few rupees but that was all. My sisters were relieved and my mother was happy to be rid of her.
We created a new ritual. Hema would wait for me all day, under the tree outside my school and together we would walk for a while through the fields. Then I would drop her home before going home myself. I continued the task given to me by Sarpanch Ji. I taught her to say new words each day. No one else could do that, not even her mother, no matter how she tried.
The summer I was fourteen and Hema sixteen, the village Master Ji got me a scholarship to a school in the city. He came home to talk to my parents who wanted me to stop going to school altogether and help my father in the fields.
"The boy is being very smart," he told them, "he will be making his life in the city. What will he be doing here? All is being taken care of, you should not be worrying. He will be staying in the hostel but will be coming back home on all holidays. I cannot be teaching him any more. I myself am knowing no more science or maths. He is already knowing more than me. In the city he will be learning all this and English also. Big money he will be making for you, good for your old age no? Better than doing this back-breaking farming-sharming."
He told them I could be a doctor or an engineer or a big teacher in a city college. His words became a door to dreams I had never dared to see before. I yearned suddenly to see new things, talk to new people, live all over the place, to discover people in a totally different way.
"When you coming back?" Hema asked when I told her.
She smiled and said firmly, comfortably, "Tomorrow,"
"No," I said firmly, for time, especially the future was a not-yet-grasped concept for her.
I pointed at the green fields of wheat.
"When that is being yellow."
She looked stricken, "Too long."
"Yes," I said.
We sat in silence for a moment, then she reached out and grabbed my hand. I looked around, hoping no one could see. What was fine at ten was not at fourteen.
Still holding my hand, she brought it to her breast, pushing aside the loose neck of one her usual shift dresses and held it to her heart.
"Hurts," she said.
I nodded, not sure what to say.
I felt the warmth of her skin, and underneath, the flutter of her heart. My hand moved. She stilled just for a moment. Then we were like eager dogs, wrestling each other onto the ground, breathing hard. She growled, snapped, her teeth clenching together on the side of my skin, marking but not hurting me. I did the same to her and for long moments all I could hear was the pounding of my blood in my ears and the sounds we made, the tearing of her dress, and the pop-pop of the buttons she scattered when she opened up my shirt.
"Bas, stop it, stop it now. Let go of him you evil she-wolf. You are devouring my boy. Leave him."
My mother stood above us, horrified at seeing her son with the creature, both of us half-naked, marked by the others teeth, wet from the other's saliva, both breathing hard, eyes glazed. The horror in my mother's face was reflected back to me. I moved to stop her from striking Hema with the tree-limb she brandished.
"No ma, ma, she wasn't hurting me. We were…"
But what could I say we were doing? The knowledge was already written on my mother's face, knowledge and revulsion. She threw away the limb, which landed with a loud clatter at Hema's feet, who shrank into herself and rocked, her face pressed into her knees.
Ma pinched the tender lobe of my ear and twisted my arm painfully behind my back as she led me away.
Hema followed tentatively on her callused knees and palms, keeping a safe distance for she knew that my mother could not tolerate her.
"All day I am looking for you, here and there, everywhere. And you are here, behaving like an animal, like this…this creature you have brought into the village. One slap you will be getting from me. I was being sad you were going to the sheher. Not any more. The farther you are getting away from this evil thing, this whore-wolf, the better."
"But…but," I protested, "I was just telling her goodbye. Sarpanch Ji said I should be the one to tell her and Jamuna Bai also…."
"Oh yes, big-big talk of the Sarpanch Ji. Tell him and that fat wife of his to have their good-for-nothing son take care of this…this thing. And as for Jamuna Bai I will have plenty to say to her, letting this foul creature run around in the village, trying to trap my boy. My son is not altu-faltu. Are you? Are you useless?"
"No ma," I said, trying to avoid one of her stinging, open-palmed slaps, my earlobe still on fire.
"You stay away from her from now on, do you understand?"
Abruptly she let me go, turning around to face Hema, who stopped, still on all fours, eyes lowered, tongue nervously licking her lips. Her newly learned words had deserted her and she mewled in distress.
"Leave my boy alone," my mother screamed at her.
I turned to look back before we came to the final bend. She was still there where we had left her, her head almost touching the ground as she sat bent over. The trees of the forest cast giant shadows that encompassed her and the dying sun turned her into a silhouette. As I watched she cocked her head to one side as if trying to listen to some sound coming from a distance, or from long ago.
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Recycled campaign promises: Buhari has admitted failure – PDP
On December 26, 2018 6:21 pmIn News, Politicsby Nwafor
The PDP Presidential Campaign Organization (PPCO) says that President Muhammadu Buhari, by anchoring his 2019 campaign on seeking solution for the same issues of economy, anti-corruption and insecurity, which he promised to tackle in 2015, has admitted failure, manifest incompetence and lack of capacity to deliver on promises.
President Muhammadu Buhari
President Buhari therefore, has no business seeking a re-election in 2019, as Nigerians are no longer ready to follow any leader who has no solutions to the myriads of problems facing our nation.
Atiku berates APC for bringing poverty, acute hunger to Nigerians
President Buhari has wrecked our once robust economy handed over to him in 2015 by the People's Democratic Party (PDP).
The economy was ranked one of the largest investments in the hub of Africa and one of the fastest growing economies in the world, with Fitch B.B rating.
Instead of any improvement, President Buhari only succeeded in plunging our economy into a harrowing recession, wrecked our naira from N160 to the dollar, under the PDP to N500, and then to the current N360; foisted obnoxious economic policies that scared away investors from our land, collapsed businesses, destroyed over 30 million jobs, de-marketed our nation before the globe and plunged our citizens into the worst form of hunger and poverty.
Whereas the PDP administration paid off our foreign debts and grew a virile economy, President Buhari's achievements are the accumulation of trillion of naira in debts, depletion of our foreign financial instruments and making our once thriving nation the poverty capital of the world.
Under President Buhari's promised Eldorado, purchasing powers of Nigerians have fallen abysmally low, the cost of fuel increased from the N87 under the PDP to N145, cost of food items and other essential commodities skyrocketed beyond reach, leaving our citizens forlorn.
President Buhari cannot point to any development project his administration initiated and completed in the last three and half years, despite the huge resources at its disposal, yet he is wishing to seek re-election on fresh promises.
Under President Buhari's incompetent watch, insurgents and marauders, which had been pushed to the fringes of the North East under the PDP, have now resurged and spread to North West and North Central geo-political zones, while criminal elements, armed robbers and kidnappers are having a field day pillaging our citizens in other parts of our nation.
Mr. President, the problem with your anti-corruption war is not the system but you, Atiku tells Buhari
Today, our gallant soldiers are daily killed by insurgents because of government neglect. Bloodletting has become the order of the day to the extent our nation has turned into a large funeral palour with escalated human rights abuses, extra-judicial and arbitrary killings and restriction of personal freedom of citizens by state apparatus of power as detailed in the report by the United States Department of State.
In the same vein, the world can recall that Transparency International (TI) 2017 corruption perception index amply showed that corruption in Nigeria has worsened under President Buhari with our nation dropping 12 places in the corruption rung.
President Buhari's anti-corruption is only a guise to hound opposition leaders while humongous corruption by All Progressives Congress (APC) leaders and a cabal at his presidency, who have stolen over N14 trillion in the last three years, goes on under his protective cover.
In fact, the Buhari administration is now reputed to be the most corrupt administration in the history of our nation as impunity, official recklessness and protection of his corrupt relatives and cronies have become a state policy.
President Buhari in hinging his 2019 campaign on the same plank on which he has failed is only stating the obvious; that he has admitted failure and that he has no solutions to our challenges.
This is the main reason for the decision by Nigerians to rally behind our Presidential candidate, Atiku Abubakar, who understands the nuances of our national life and has articulated operable templates to revamp our economy, address our security issues and effectively stop corruption and sharp practices in our system.
Our nation has had enough of a leader without demonstrable solutions and one who cannot walk his talk.
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Coalition et majorité
Dirigé par le ministre-président conservateur sortant Max Streibl, ce gouvernement est constitué et soutenu par la seule Union chrétienne-sociale en Bavière (CSU), qui dispose de 127 députés sur 204, soit 62,3 % des sièges au Landtag.

Il est formé à la suite des élections régionales du 14 octobre 1990 et succède au cabinet Streibl I, également constitué de la seule CSU. Au cours du scrutin, les conservateurs, au pouvoir depuis 1962, perdent moins d'un point et conservent ainsi leur majorité absolue.

Affaibli par des scandales financiers, le ministre-président remet sa démission avant la fin de son mandat. La CSU décide alors de le remplacer par le ministre de l'Intérieur, Edmund Stoiber, qui forme ensuite son premier cabinet.

Composition

Initiale (30 octobre 1990)
 Les nouveaux ministres sont indiqués en gras, ceux ayant changé d'attributions en italique.

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Objective: To study the relationship between negative life events and demographic and clinical variables in youth with bipolar I disorder, bipolar II disorder, and bipolar disorder not otherwise specified (NOS), as well as to compare the rates of life events in youth with bipolar disorder, depressive and/or anxiety disorders (DEP-ANX), and healthy controls.
Method: Subjects included 446 youth, aged 7 to 17 years, meeting DSM-IV criteria for bipolar I, bipolar II, or an operationalized definition of bipolar disorder NOS, and were enrolled in the Course and Outcome of Bipolar Illness in Youth study. Subjects completed the Life Events Checklist. Sixty-five DEP-ANX and 65 healthy youth were obtained from previous studies using similar methodology. The study was conducted from October 2000 to July 2006.
Results: Older age, lower socioeconomic status, living with nonintact family, non-Caucasian race, anxiety, and disruptive disorders were associated with greater number of total negative life events. Specifically, increased independent, dependent, and uncertain negative life events were associated with lower socioeconomic status, nonintact family, and comorbid disruptive disorders. Increased independent negative life events were additionally associated with non-Caucasian race and comorbid anxiety disorders. Increased dependent and uncertain negative life events were also associated with older age. DEP-ANX youth reported a similar rate of negative life events as bipolar youth, and both groups had more negative life events than the healthy controls. Bipolar youth reported fewer total and dependent positive life events compared to DEP-ANX and healthy youths.
Conclusions: Similar to DEP-ANX youth, bipolar youth are exposed to excessive negative independent and dependent life events, which may have implications in the long-term outcome and negative consequences associated with this disorder.
Submitted: December 12, 2008; accepted April 24, 2009.
Corresponding author: Soledad Romero, MD, Hospital Clinic University of Barcelona, Institute Clinic of Neuroscience, Villarroel 170, Barcelona, Catalonia 08036, Spain (sromero@clinic.ub.es).


Gun Owners of America, the radical and influential gun group that boasts that it is far to the right of the NRA, announced in an email to its members yesterday that it will be holding a series of "tele-town hall meetings" with Republican presidential candidates in order to vet the candidates on their gun-law orthodoxy.
The "first of several" calls, to be held next week, will feature Texas Sen. Ted Cruz, a clear favorite of Gun Owners of America's executive director, Larry Pratt.
While it's unclear which other GOP candidates have agreed to participate in GOA's calls, it's disturbing that any have agreed to associate themselves with the far-right group and with Pratt.
GOA promotes an extreme, "no compromise" ideology that has helped to pull the NRA to the right and to sink any attempts at bipartisan gun law reform. But what is even more troubling is Pratt's long history of pushing dangerous paranoia to the far right, encouraging firearms ownership as a way to stave off race riots and government takeovers and making frequent references to assassinating political leaders.
Pratt continues to promote an anti-government paranoia, urging citizens to arm themselves against a repressive government and make their elected officials fear assassination.
Pratt also pushes all manner of conspiracy theories regarding President Obama. He has claimed that Obama is building up a private security force within the Department of Homeland Security to use for his own purposes "if he can't actually commandeer the military"; warned that Obama will enlist undocumented immigrants into a private "Praetorian guard" and advise police officers to go after people with conservative bumper stickers; said Obamacare will ultimately "take away your guns"; feared Obama is stockpiling "anti-personnel rounds" because he "seems to view the American people as the enemy"; claimed that Obama "had to steal" the 2012 presidential election and even buys into the fringe birther theory that holds that the president's "real father" was labor activist Frank Marshall Davis.
In a separate interview, Pratt agreed with Solomon that Obama "would definitely be capable of something as evil" as raising what Solomon called "a black force" to massacre white Americans. Pratt later denied that their conversation had anything to do with race, insisting that it was really about ninjas, but said that such a racial massacre was "something that the president wouldn't mind seeing." Pratt holds that this race war will then allow Obama and Hillary Clinton to "build their own communist society" in the race war's wreckage.
And Pratt's reprehensible politics don't stop there. In the 1980s, he called for a quarantine of people with AIDS, saying, "We don't think AIDS should have civil rights." He opposes immigration reform because he says it will bring in people who will be "sitting around drawing welfare and voting Democrat" and who will support firearms restrictions.
Despite all this, Ted Cruz and apparently other Republican presidential candidates are choosing to pander to Pratt and his group's members.


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Legal Standards in a Technologically Bifurcated World
It's not news that our society is divided into technological haves and have-nots. Much has been written about the advantages lost or gained - education, professional, and social - based upon the primacy and recency of one's technology. Recently, I've become increasingly attuned to another place where technological caste matters -- legal standards.
It's been clear to me for quite some time that the lawyer who resonates with technology can do more successful and faster legal research; propound vastly superior discovery requests; and produce substantially more incisive disclosures. It's now becoming increasingly clear to me that the law itself is being skewed by those of us who live to keep up with the next big thing in technology. Debates among lawyers rage in my email inbox about the differences in things like encryption technologies and metadata standards, with lots of cool techie references to things like ISO, NIST, Diffie, OASIS, and XACML.
In the meantime, I was on the the Social Security Administration website the other day and they wanted me to use an eight digit alphanumeric password (case insensitive, no special characters) to upload W2 and other sensitive tax information. My bank's brokerage affiliate is using the same outdated and readily hackable password technology I still see commercial and bar association websites seeking personal and financial information without indicating that they're using SSL or some other baseline method of securing the information. I still get requests from security professionals to email my Social Security Number. If you're not particularly technical, trust me, none of these are good things.
The distance between these two realities has got me thinking about all the places that these two technological castes will be competing to set legal standards. For example, does a "time is of the essence clause" apply the perception of time of a blackberry owner or a person without a laptop?
As the new administration provides the first coordinated national focus on technology, I'd like to add this to the list. Perhaps the new national CTO (yet to be appointed) could work with the American Bar Association and other leaders to identify a rational strategy for standards setting in such a technologically bifurcated society.
Topics: access control, identity management, technology implementing law, privacy technology, technology for business managers, law about technology, public policy, technology b2b customer service, information security


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Square Enix, Eidos Montreal, and Crystal Dynamics have announced the first of seven new DLC packs for Shadow of the Tomb Raider called "The Forge." All seven DLC packs will contain a new side questline, challenge tomb, skin, and ability. So that's seven new tombs, sidequests, skins, and abilities to collect.
In "The Forge," Lara will brave the lava-flooded Forge of the Fallen Gods to uncover the secrets of Kuwaq Yaku. Throughout her journey, Lara will uncover details about a friend's ancient legacy and overcome a danger long though to be lost in flame. "The Forge" delivers a brand-new challenge tomb, playable in both solo and co-op. Players who complete the challenge tomb will be rewarded with the Grenadier skill, Brocken outfit, and Umbrage 3-80 weapon.
"The Forge" will launch worldwide on November 13th for the Xbox One, PS4, and PC. It can be purchased as a standalone DLC for $4.99 USD or come as part of the Season Pass which retails for $29.99 USD.
While this is the first of seven DLC packs for Shadow of the Tomb Raider and can be purchased as a standalone DLC, the seventh pack will only be available to Season Pass holders. While "The Forge" is a co-op tomb, not every tomb of the seven will be available for co-op play. Five of the seven DLC tombs will support co-op, including "The Forge" and the final tomb.


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Welcome to Hemvati Nandan Bahuguna Garhwal University
Hemvati Nandan Bahuguna Garhwal University
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Late Sri Hemwati Nandan Bahuguna
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The Department of Geology was established at Srinagar Campus in 1975 at Undergraduate level, and Post-graduate course was started in 1977. The Department of Geology was also established at Tehri campus in 1986 and elevated to the Post Graduate level in 2003. Later the subject was also introduced at undergraduate level in Pauri campus. The Department offers special papers like Sedimentology, Environmental Geology, Glaciology, Remote Sensing, Micropaleontology and Petroleum Geology at Post-graduate level.
The Department has a strong research base and the faculty members have been actively engaged in research in the diverse aspects of Himalayan Geology as well as peninsular India. Major thrust areas for the research in the Department are Palaeontology (vertebrate, invertebrate micropalaeontology), Hydrology, Glaciology, Geomorphology, Quaternary Geology, Palaeoclimates, Palaeoseismology, Disaster Management, Remote Sensing, Morpho-tectonics Landslides in Uttarakhand Himalaya peninsular India, and Natural Hazards their Mitigation.
The Department has established laboratories with latest equipments procured under the various research programmes. The Department has also been identified under the DST-FIST programme for strengthening the research facilities under which a well furnished Computer lab with GIS and IRDSA software's has been set up. Besides some other sophisticated equipments like GPR, Petrothin and petrological microscope have also been added in the department.
During the year 2011-12 the faculty members have published 16 research papers in journals of national and international repute and have participated in 04 Seminars/Workshops/Conferences. The Department has 03 ongoing research projects and has completed 01 during the year The faculty of the Department was actively associated with organization of INSPIRE Science Camps during November-December 2011-12.
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Breakfast, lunch and dinner are served every day.
Directions on how to get to Palacio Tropical.
FLY into San Jose then either fly, 20 minutes into Tambor Airport or travel by land 31/2 hours by car and ferry. We provide free pick up at Tambor and can provide transportation by land. Jacó is 26.7 miles, Santa Teresa is 11.8 miles from the property. Please make sure you have your Passports updated. There are car rentals available at the Tambor Airport.
Which side of the road to drive on in Costa Rica?
As a tourist in Costa Rica, if you have a valid driver's license, you are legal to drive here during your stay. In Costa Rica you drive on the right side (just like USA or Canada). Driving signs are in Spanish and in kilometers. The normal speed limit on the highway is 90 kiometers per hour. There are many sight seeing opportunities, so you may want to consider a car rental during your stay.
Palacio Tropical is gorgeous and you may just want to relax and enjoy. Either way, we know you will have a wonderful stay with us.
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Capers traditional add-on with unparalleled taste taste for connoisseurs and chefs. Some of us consider them fruit. Other for vegetables. Others have not even heard of capers. And even if you've measured them in the store, you may have missed them because of their relatively high cost.
Their taste, however, is worthwhile. You can add them to salad, spaghetti and sauces as well as to various dishes of meat, fish and vegetables. They are olive-green balls and their name comes from the island of Cyprus where you will meet them abundantly. Capers are not really a new "fruit" in the history of mankind, because the first written records about them date back to about 2700 BC.
What are they and where they come from? The capers are insoluble buds on the tall, spiny shrub called the captain. It is these flower buds that are picked by hand, just before they break out – in April and May. If not picked up, beautiful white flowers with many stamens appear to wither in just a few hours. The capers' flavor resembles that of the mustard, and their taste is hot. In this way they will not impress you at all.
This is the reason for the further processing, which is drying and canning for about two to three months in the acetic marinade. Capers are then saturated with a pleasant lemon flavor and become quite appetizing to eat. Capers (mostly larger ones) are sold, which are only rolled into a large-scale salt which must be washed before consumption. Their native land is the Mediterranean, but they are grown in many places.
Particularly prevalent in southern Europe and North America. They are on the Crimean peninsula, in the Caucasus, Algeria and Central Asia. Collecting capers is a very labor-intensive job, which explains their high cost. The most expensive are the capers growing on the island of Santorini and in southern France.
They have a very strong aroma and captivating lemon flavor. The Greeks prepare even the young twigs and the leaves of the Capras bush, again marinated. Their taste is not very different from that of the buds themselves, so they are the perfect spice for salads and seafood specialties mostly.
Do the capers have nutritional value?
Capers are low in calories – in 100 grams calories are only about 23. They contain proteins, proteins (over 25%) and carbohydrates. Very rich in fiber, vitamins – mostly C, as well as organic acids, sodium and iodine. Their seeds contain up to 35% butter. The good news for them is that they do not pass through heat during processing, and this preserves their most beneficial substances.
Decoction of the colors of the caper is an excellent antiseptic and analgesic remedy. It will help in wound healing, strengthening of the heart and thyroid gland, toothache, neurosis. Capers are not recommended, however, in people with kidney, biliary and liver disease.
Capers can add almost anything or simply eat them from the jar – the taste is quite addictive. Perfect for tomato sauces, both for fish and various seafood delicacies. You will not be wrong if you add them to vegetables, pasta and chicken.
It is important to remember that when you put them in a soup, you do not need to add extra salt. Adding them to the end of cooking so as not to lose the concentrated flavor and be frugal with them – they should not intrude on the main flavor.
On storage – marinated they can stay up to nine months in the refrigerator and dry and salted – about half a year at room temperature, but such country is hard to find. Capers are especially valued in culinary and their "position" is completely deserved. Their spicy taste is not for everyone, but those who have once tried it, they love it forever.


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Sunday, January 7 2018
Engineers make wearable sensors for plants, enabling measurements of water use in crops
Iowa State's Liang Dong is leading development of graphene-based, sensors-on-tape that can be attached to plants and can provide data to researchers and farmers about water use in crops. The technology could have many other applications, including sensors for biomedical diagnostics, for checking the structural integrity of buildings, for monitoring the environment and, with modifications, for testing crops for diseases or pesticides.
WHO gaming addiction classification an important step for treatment, says ISU prof
The World Health Organization has classified video game addiction as a mental health disorder. Iowa State professor Douglas Gentile says the WHO's decision is an important step in getting people the help they need.
Media Advisory: Iowa State developing plans to advance Iowa's bioscience economy
A consultant's report released Dec. 19 recommends ways lawmakers can invest in the biosciences to help grow the state's economy. Iowa State University leaders are preparing to advance the effort by promoting research in biobased chemicals; precision and digital agriculture; and vaccines and immunotherapeutics.
As 2017 comes to an end, the Iowa State University News Service staff is looking back and sharing some of its favorite and more popular stories of the year.
Corn genetics provides insight into the crop's historical spread across the Americas
Evolutionary bottlenecks brought on by domestication have caused the genome of corn to retain harmful mutations over the course of millennia, according to a new study from an Iowa State University scientist. The study takes a journey through the past by studying genetic changes in corn.
Researchers developing, testing nanovaccine to protect against the flu virus
A team of researchers working across disciplines and universities is developing a flu nanovaccine that preliminary studies suggest could be more effective than today's seasonal shots. The National Institutes of Health is supporting the research with a five-year, $2.8 million grant. The project is a good example of how the Nanovaccine Institute based at Iowa State University is designed to work.
Iowa State University animal science researcher honored for genetic discoveries
An Iowa State University animal geneticist was one of several scientists named a Fellow by the National Academy of Inventors. Max Rothschild, a C.F. Curtiss Distinguished Professor in Agriculture and Life Sciences and the Ensminger Endowed Chair of International Agriculture, received the recognition for discoveries in swine genetics that have saved pork producers and processors money and increased meat quality for consumers.
Adversity pushes Iowa State senior to find new direction in pursuit of degree
A conversation in a bowling alley helped Nik Heftman land a job with CBS News in New York. For a guy who faced his share of obstacles to earn a degree, he felt his hard work had finally paid off.
Iowa State senior sees health setback as 'a blessing in disguise'
Kevin Burgoni was on track to graduate from Iowa State University in four years, until a sudden and scary health situation changed his timeline.
Science Bound served as the springboard for biology grad's adventure
First-generation Iowa State graduate Grace Ansah fell in love with biology, and plans to go to medical school -- with a side trip to her family's homeland in Ghana first.
Software engineer's route to success: Passion
Software engineer Anne Tesar is driven for adventure. After a whirlwind undergraduate experience inside and outside the classroom, she's headed to a job on Microsoft's graphics team following graduation.
New online database brings the genome into focus using molecular structure
An online database built by Iowa State University scientists provides a new tool with which researchers can study human biology. The database is freely accessible to anyone on the web, where it allows scientists to study the functions and structure of RNA with greater speed and ease than in the past.
You'll be shelling out more money for eggs in 2018
National Public Radio Jan 4, 2018
Egg prices during the first quarter of 2018 are likely to be 35 percent higher than at the same time last year. Hongwei Xin, director of Iowa State's Egg Industry Center, says domestic and international demand for U.S. eggs is on the rise. At 274 eggs per capita, per year, that's the highest consumption of the past 38 years, according to Xin.
New flu vaccine could be nasal spray
WOI-TV ABC5 Dec 15, 2017
Researchers at Iowa State -- along with partners from the University of Iowa and the University of Wisconsin, Madison -- are developing a new flu vaccine that could be better and more effective than ever. "And what these nanovaccines do is provide information to the immune system about the pathogen that we're trying to neutralize," said Balaji Narashiman, director of Iowa State's Nanovaccine Institute, an Anson Marston Distinguished Professor in Engineering and the Vlasta Klima Balloun Chair in Chemical and Biological Engineering.
Novel nanovaccine could fight off flu
R&D Magazine Dec 15, 2017
Researchers affiliated with Iowa State's Nanovaccine Institute have collaborated on research to develop and test whether a new nanovaccine could be a better way to fight the flu virus.
How to put data to work in your neighborhood
The Conversation Dec 11, 2017
Iowa State's Sarah Nusser and Catherine Woteki are among the co-authors of this essay, which proposes that government data can be used to drive better decisions and serve the public good. For instance, data can be used to analyze public health issues, improve police and fire department responses and understand demographic and economic diversity in local neighborhoods.


Xilinx "makefiles": A translation of the XESS makefiles by Eric Anderson at CMU for the SCons tool. These were built for use with Xilinx ISE 12.2 and have a few hard-coded tool paths, so some modification may be necessary.
XSLOAD for FreeBSD: FreeBSD version of XSLOAD written in Python by James Bowman. ***NOTE*** Don't use this utility for the XuLA board! Use the XuLA-py utility shown above.
TGA2XES: A program by Charles Batiste that translates TGA files into an XES file that can be used by the VGA generator example.
bin2exo: A small program by Roger Dickerson that generates a Motorola s-record EXO file from a binary file.
hexgen: A small program by Luke Krasnoff that produces a hex file that can be used by the VGA generator example.
XSTOOLS 4.0 for linux: Linux version of XSTOOLS V4.0 by Rene van Leuken.
XSTOOLS 3.0 for linux: Linux version of XSTOOLS V3.3 by Daniel Bretz.
IPXS: Image processing tools for the XS Board.
unixutil: UNIX utilities that run on DOS.


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Their enormity and strength make me feel safe, not small.
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The competition is open to all Instagram users. All contestants subscribing to the Autography project must be over the age of 18 or, if younger, must have the explicit authorisation of a parent or guardian.
From 1 February to 31 May 2018 all users with an Instagram account can enter the #SketchTheDome project by following these instructions. Users should download the Opera di Santa Maria del Fiore's AUTOGRAPHY app onto their mobile devices from the official Google Play and Apple Store sites.
Using any of the creative methods proposed by the app, they should then create a drawing on the topic "Brunelleschi's Dome" to celebrate the 600th anniversary of the architect's presentation of the model for the Dome. Contestants may submit drawings, messages, poems or any other form of creativity envisaged by the app.
After agreeing to abide by the Rules and after entering their personal details (e-mail address), contestants must publish their entries both on the competition website and on their own Instagram profile using the #SketchTheDome and #MuseoDuomoFi hashtags.
Starting 1 June 2018, a team comprising four members of the Opera di Santa Maria del Fiore's staff will select the winning graffiti from among all the entries uploaded onto the web page and tagged on Instagram. The winning entries will be judged on the extent to which they reflect the topic specified above and on their quality and originality. The judges' decision is final.
Winners will receive an e-mail from the Secretariat at the end of the competition project. Winners will be officially announced on the communication channels of the Opera S. Maria del Fiore dal 1296 (official website, social networks) only after they have been contacted in person. In order to protect winners' privacy, only their first names or (if they prefer) their nicknames will be publicly and officially announced.
Prizes will be awarded by 10 June 2018 at the latest.
The authors of the entries selected will win the temporary display of their work in one of the venues of the Opera di Santa Maria del Fiore accompanied by an official invitation to the opening day. The Opera di Santa Maria del Fiore dal 1296 will be responsible for any and all costs incurred in printing, mounting and displaying the winning entries.
No drawings contain material which might be construed as discriminatory on grounds of gender, or on ethnic or religious grounds.
The Opera di Santa Maria del Fiore dal 1296 reserves the right to reject any drawings which fail to comply with the above rules.
All contestants/authors hereby authorise the Opera di Santa Maria del Fiore, also in accordance with Articles 10 and 320 in the Italian Civil Code and with Articles 96 and 97 in Law no. 633 dated 22.4.1941 regulating copyright, to make free, unlimited and unrestricted use of any and all digital graffiti produced using the above-mentioned app, to store said graffiti in its digital and hardcopy archives on its premises, and to use said graffiti in the manner described above, also though not exclusively through dissemination and publication on its website https://autography.operaduomo.firenze.it/il-progetto/. In accordance with the present rules and regulations, the Opera di Santa Maria del Fiore may therefore reproduce, disseminate, broadcast, publish, project, print, depict, represent and in any other manner use said images, with or without mention of the author's first name/family name and/or any other personal detail(s), in whole or in part, by any means of communication either currently known (purely by way of example: television, radio, the Internet, telecommunications, the press, analogue and/or digital systems, online, offline and so forth) or liable to be designed and produced in the future, without any limitations, on the sole condition that the purpose of said dissemination fall within the institutional aims of the Opera di Santa Maria del Fiore and that said dissemination in no way damage the person of the author.


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What's New? w/ BO BARKER is part of a series in which MVO: The Voice-Over Guys' checks-in with one of our male voiceover talents to learn more about a recent media project he has voiced. Here's what Bo shared with us.
I recently was approached directly to voice a national Introduction/product launch spot for the new 2019 Kawasaki Ninja ZX-10R motorcycle, considered the flagship of the Kawasaki performance line. Different versions of the spot are currently online and airing on select broadcast network and cable television venues.
KAWASAKI retained FUSE Interactive, a full-service Los Angeles area advertising agency to conceptualize and create the spot which featured a lot of dynamic performance footage of the ZX-10R being put through its paces on the track by Jonathan Rea, 4-time World SuperBike Champion. FUSE implemented high-end aerial drone footage and freeze-frame closeups of the Ninja to illustrate particular strengths and features. My Voice performance had to be measured in a way as to "frame up" the unique premium nature of the Ninja, yet do so with enough restraint so as to let the compelling imagery do the "talking".
I work from my home-based studio here in the Midwest, which meant that this project, (as with most of my work) was completed by working with FUSE's creative team via a remote-session. FUSE had three team members on the connection working from two different locations in the Los Angeles area. The day of the session, my location was under a Tornado Warning, with strong winds and rain pelting my house. An internet-based service that I often use to connect with clients was not working as normal, so we resorted to an "old fashioned" directed session over speakerphone! From a performance angle… all three team members had some significantly varied ideas about performance direction, so at the end of the nearly 2-hour session, the client had lots of different material to work with. Given that I was just days removed from an unexpected hospital stay a few days prior, it was a challenge to my stamina.. but we got it done!
Whenever a global client of the stature of Kawasaki seeks you out and engages you to voice for their brand, it is not only an honor, but a responsibility. When you do this sort of work day in and day out, you are really focused on your own performance, approach, etc. but we are just one spoke in the "wheel" of a client's creative vision. When one considers all of the work from different perspectives that goes into creating a spot like this… and seeing how the final piece came together. It reminds me that technical, performance or even health challenges, aside… I am truly blessed to be able to do what I do as a Voice Actor, and to play a role in helping bring a client's vision to fruition.