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Paris Airshow sees Airbus take the lead!
Over the past week (and a bit) I've been quite interested in the 2007 Paris Airshow. But then again, for me it's no different, as I'm an avid aviation fan (my aspiration is to become an aerospace engineer). But back to the topic, what I've noticed has startled me a bit: European commerical aircraft manufacturer, Airbus SAS, has taken the lead over arch rival Boeing in the race to bag the most orders.
About a year ago, Boeing announced their latest project, the Boeing 787 Dreamliner, a revolutionary twin-engine long-haul craft which incidentally is environmentally friendly. But what's even more interesting with this craft, is the fact that it's being built all over the world: for example, the fuselage in Taiwon, the wings in a different country, and all being assembled at Boeing's final assembly plant in Everett, Washington. This is the first time in almost 10 years that the American aircraft manufacturer is to produce a whole new fleet of aircrsft (the last being the 777). At the beginning of this month (June) Boeing announced a dissapointing total of 13 orders for the craft, but after a few days at the Paris Airshow, announced a whopping total of around 300 orders!
Now, I'm sure you've heard the name A380. Maybe you've seen it in advertisment at an airport, or on the international carrier that you've recently flown. Look out Boeing – for the 747 "Jumbo-Jet" is no longer the King of the Skies anymore! From August 2007, a new giant is about to dominate the much coveted race: the Airbus A380
This is a quote from the official website, Airbus.com:
A harvest of orders for Airbus
At the end of the first three days of the Paris Airshow, Airbus had issued more than 20 announcements bringing the grand total of orders for the first part of the week to 548 orders and commitments representing a global value of 75.7 billion US dollars at catalogue prices.
When Airbus launches a new aircraft, then their launch customer usually gets a 50% or so discount. However, since Airbus has been rather behind schedule in the release of this new bird, many of their (potential) customers have backed away. But one customer hasn't been "scared" away by the company's many set-backs, and has chosen to stay by Airbus's side: Singapore Airlines. They will be the first to receive the A380, and then the rest of the (rather brave) customers will have their crafts delivered to them. The customers include: Qatar Airways (Doha, Qatar – which has an Airbus-only fleet), Virgin Atlantic Airways (UK), Emirates (Dubai, UAE), Quantas, Kingfisher Airlines and Etihad.
June 25, 2007 Rahul Dowlath
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Actually, the 787 was announced in late 2003. But in any case, Airbus tends to "store up" orders for big airshows. Boeing doesn't. From a trending standpoint, the two are pretty close from a quantitative standpoint. However, if you do the math from an orders valuation standpoint, Boeing has been substantially higher this year and for the previous two full years. This is due to Boeing doing far better (70% market share or so) in the more valuable widebody market. Airbus having major customers (UPS, FedEx, Air Canada) cancel didn't help. And this is just on list price — behind the scenes, Airbus has had to offer major rebates to existing customers to keep them from canceling.
I can't wait to fly on a A380 someday…
Bhavna Dowlath says:
Impressive stuff! It's really cool that you are so passionate about aviation, I have a friend that also has aerospace engineering in mind, designing and manufacture of aircrafts? A career can't get more exciting. Good luck in your projects. Hopefully soon I will ask u 4 a chance to test the global warming program.
Bryan Smith says:
Dude you really know your aeroplane stuff, don't you? lol. I actually see that the Mighty Lord TurboNerd has been corrected! (Above) I didn't think that possible…
Anyway It's good to have a passion (Yeah, yours is Gigantic A380's while mine is little mini Radio Control cars) Stick 2 it and go places!
Random man out!
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by Troy Culpan
"Yeah, it was that was by design, a lot of my fans always sight my '78 solo record as their favourite Ace record, so I listened to it several times and purposely tried to write songs that were similar."
How do I sum up Ace Frehley? Yeah exactly… I'm dumbfounded too, but when you get to speak to a legend, an icon of rock and roll like this, well, it kind of makes your day. A man that inspired many to pick up a guitar, that was larger than life and more to the point is still out there rockin' to this day! He's a Rock and Roll Hall of Fame inductee, he has a new record label in eOne music and a new album to go with that called 'Space Invader' and he's back in a big way.
At home in San Diego we had the absolute pleasure to talk to Ace about his new album, the Hall of Fame induction as well as what he still wants to do in his career, and much more…
This is your first solo album in five years, why was now the right time to release new music?
I don't know, it took that long to make this happen… I started recording this one this past summer in July but some of the songs I had written a few years back and was just an ongoing process. I signed a deal with eOne music and it's been a very interesting process, I produced the record, I play almost all of the guitar work and the bass, Matt Starr played drums my touring drummer and we just had a few guest vocalists pretty much and that's about it.
Now before it's released, if you had to sum it up using only one word, what would that be?
*laughs* I can't describe it in one word but I can say it's ear candy for the rock and roll masses.
Well we'll allow that purely because you're Ace Frehley…
*laughs*
In the five years since 'Anomoly' what was the inspiration behind the tracks?
Yeah I don't have any formula for writing music, songs just come to me, sometimes they come in the form of a riff or a melody or even a lyrical idea. I'm not a schooled musician so I don't really write with any type of formula, you know two of the songs I co-wrote with my fiancé Rachel Gordon, 'Immortal Pleasures' and 'Change' and 'Gimme a Feelin'' I wrote with my assistant John Ostronomy, 'Past the Milky Way' I wrote with an old friend I've known since I was eighteen Chris Cassone but majority of the songs I wrote myself. I'm real happy with how it all turned out, 'Space Invader' was the biggest surprise because that was an instrumental up until the last two weeks of mixing, and I just went into my hotel room and wrote that one afternoon. Same thing with 'Past the Milky Way' too. The thing that surprises me the most is how lyrics come to me, like when I wrote that song 'Toys' I wrote that song in a half an hour, I wrote 'Space Invader' in a couple of hours. I talk to some people and they go 'man, I struggle with lyrics' and they just fly out of my head.
Talking about instrumentals and in listening to the album, 'Starship' is a great piece on there…
Yeah, that musical idea for that song I actually wrote that rhythm guitar part around 2004 or 2005 and it was never finished and it just evolved and it's just amazing how it all turned out with all its different sections and the picking part at the end reminiscent of 'Fractured Mirror', I think I'm real happy with the way that one turned out.
The album feels like a bit of a great throwback to your older solo stuff, was that intentional when putting the album together?
Well it worked *laughs*
It worked? *laughs* well ok, I did my job then…
So why was 'Space Invader' the perfect name for this album and what does it represent to you personally?
After the holidays we were deciding what to call the record and a lot of names were being thrown around and somebody came up with 'Space Invader' and I thought that was great. Then we talked about the album cover and talked about me coming out of a flying saucer or a spaceship and a couple of the artists at eOne music came up with some rough renderings, and I fooled around with it in Photoshop and then I was talking to Ken Gullic from eOne music and we decided to give Ken Kelly a call because I've talked to Ken over the years about doing an album cover for me and he just jumped at the chance and boom, it was done a week later. *laughs* Everything just kind of fell into place, like I said, the last two weeks of mixing I didn't have 'Space Invader' or 'Past the Milky Way', there was no guitar solos, no vocals, no melody and those two songs I think really wrap the whole package up into a nice bow because they're both space themes and they make the album come off as more of a concept record I think.
I was also intrigued by your cover of 'The Joker' why was that a song you wanted to record for this album?
I don't know because it wasn't my idea… it was again Ken Gullic's idea *laughs* and to be honest with you I was a little resistant actually because I didn't think it was heavy enough, but I had to think back to 1978 when Eddie Kramer asked me to do 'New York Groove' and I was resistant to that too, turned out to be my biggest hit, so I figured I'd get out of my own way this time around and take some direction. *laughs* It couldn't hurt you know, we cut that song in an afternoon, I actually tracked it my home studio with a drum track and when it turned out as good as it did I brought it into the studio and we cut it with real drums. It's a fun way to work, working with Pro Tools is such a pleasure because I was always such a computer guy and just the flexibility with editing and recording and being able to carry around stuff on a USB drive, it is the 21st century *laughs*
Also a lot lighter than a giant roll of tape…
Oh man *laughs* in my storage unit I have two hundred rolls of two inch tape, a lot of stuff has never been released, I've still got to go in there and bait them and transfer them digitally to hard drive as the tape's probably ready to fall apart.
Oh man, you need to do that; you couldn't lose that history…
Oh I'm not losing it, it's just a matter of time and energy, but that will happen.
Is it fair to say that this new album and deal has relit a fire under you in terms of creativity?
Yes it has, it's one thing to write songs and come up with a song idea and put it down, but when somebody offers you a big chunk of money and a record deal, it makes it that much more exciting because now I have a whole machine behind my creativity. We're going to be shooting a video in a couple of weeks in Los Angeles, I'm going on The Tonight Show I think August 12th here in the US, yeah, great things are happening and it's all because of my marriage with eOne music. Also the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame induction didn't hurt anything… *laughs*
I was actually going to ask about that and Congratulations by the way, was that a surreal event to be a part of?
It was a little surreal but it was a pleasurable experience because there were just so many stars and celebrities on stage and off stage and everybody in the band was very gracious to each other and everybody was on their best behaviour, you know my only regret is that the fact that the four of us didn't perform. The rock and roll hall of fame they really pushed for it and me and Peter had agreed to do it and then at the last minute Paul and Gene decided that they didn't want to perform with me and Peter, so you know, after forty years they couldn't give the fans fifteen minutes… go figure.
You've been such an influence on so many guitarists over the years, but is there anyone who stands out for you as the one you'd least expect to be a fan?
Oh I don't know, I don't even keep track of that stuff *laughs* the people that influence me I can name on five fingers, Jimi Hendrix, Jeff Beck, Eric Clapton, Jimmy Page and Pete Townsend, those are the guys that taught me how to play guitar. I listen to their solos and their rhythm work and ended up developing my own style because of it.
I guess that's what a lot of people do with yours…
I guess so, I'm sure a lot of people sight me as a major influence, as well as those guys I mentioned and a lot of newer players out there, but if you have talent, you listen to some of the greats, eventually you're gonna end up being derivative of a lot of different people but coming up with your own style.
After playing music for well over forty years now, is there anything left to do or that you want to do that you haven't already done?
Yeah there's a lot. I want to do a score for a film, I want to start producing, I have so much knowledge and have worked with some of the greatest producers in the world I'd like to share that with some younger bands, I'd like to bring some bands into the studio and bring them under my wing and teach them the stuff that I learned from the greats. People have been talking to me about a television show, I'd like to do an animation and put music to it because I do animation myself, computer animation, I'd like to maybe do a space animation and score. There's a lot of things I haven't done that I'd still like to achieve in my lifetime.
In terms of touring, when do you think we can expect to see you back in Australia?
Well the record company there is already talking about a tour, they're very excited about the record and the first thing out of their mouths is exactly what you just said. If not by the end of next year hopefully early next year we'll get over there.
I was lucky enough to see you in 1996 on the KISS reunion tour, which blew me away, but do you have any great memories of a previous trip to Australia?
In 1980 our first tour to Australia was very special, we got the key from the Lord Mayor in Sydney, there was thousands of people in the streets, I think I remember flying into a stadium in a helicopter in this sold out show, in a giant round stadium , I think it might have been Melbourne? It's just amazing, that 1980, our first tour was a landmark in my memory, a benchmark.
Unfortunately I was four years old then, so wasn't really able to go…
*laughs hysterically* Ok well I'm sure there's videos…
Lastly, let's try and predict the remainder of the year, so if you can finish this sentence for me, by the end of 2014, Ace Frehley will…
I think the record's gonna be a smash, I believe I'm going to do some successful touring the remainder of this year, and after that I can't predict, but I'm hoping to have one if not two hit singles off this record.
From: New York, USA
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Forthcoming release: Space Invader (August 19 – eOne music)
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Lee Bae: Paradigm of Charcoal
Lee Bae, "Untitled," 2019, acrylic medium and charcoal ink on canvas, 162 x 130cm, photo by Ringo Cheung, courtesy of the artist and Perrotin.
Installation view of Lee Bae's solo exhibition "Paradigm of Charcoal" at Perrotin Hong Kong, 2021. Courtesy of the artist and Perrotin.
Hong Kong, Tsim Sha Tsui
Perrotin Hong Kong is pleased to present "Paradigm of Charcoal," a solo exhibition from Korean artist Lee Bae on view through September 11.
August 7, 2021 - September 11, 2021
Perrotin Hong Kong is pleased to present "Paradigm of Charcoal," a solo exhibition from Korean artist Lee Bae on view through September 11. The show looks at the artist's decades-long relationship with charcoal as the artistic material in his work. "Paradigm of Charcoal" celebrates his experimental and contemporary approach to the monochromatic choice.
Lee has been using charcoal rather than traditional mediums like paint in his artistic practice since his move to Paris at the end of 1989. This ubiquitous material is also deeply rooted in Korean culture which allows Lee to reconnect with his heritage. In Korean folk culture, charcoal is believed to possess the power to keep out evil forces and is sometimes offered as a deity gift in household rituals. The cultural connection inevitably led Lee to explore peace, and continued to create art that symbolized his early days living in Paris and his heritage.
18 Salisbury Rd, Tsim Sha Tsui, Hong Kong
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William Mackinnon: Modern Family
William Mackinnon's first solo show in Hong Kong, "Modern Family," continues the artist's look at the form of the tree as a subject.
Sanford Biggers: The Extinction Agenda
Sanford Biggers's "The Extinction Agenda," centers the artist's acknowledgment of a debt to the intercultural communication of traditions and knowledge.
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Minding the G(r)a(s)p
Through August 14, Para Site invites viewers to visit its group show "Minding the G(r)a(s)p," which features work by 7 artists.
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Koak: The Driver
Koak's debut solo show in Asia is an exhibition titled "The Driver" at Perrotin's Hong Kong gallery, which is open through July 30.
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Ben Brown Fine Arts's first solo show of the artist Sean Scully presents seven new paintings representative of Scully's abstract oeuvre.
William Kentridge: Weigh All Tears
William Kentridge's first solo show in Hong Kong, "Weigh All Tears" features new works concerned with how history shapes our present.
Georg Baselitz: Sofabilder / Sofa Pictures
Presented at White Cube from May 24—September 3, Georg Baselitz's "Sofabilder / Sofa Pictures" is a show of new and recent works.
Ze/Ro
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Book Signing: Lost Love Poems at Bruna Curaçao
On the 25th of November from 11:00 AM to 2:00 PM Lily Clarisa will be present to sign her poetry book Lost Love Poems at Bruna Curaçao.
A writer at an early age, Lily Clarisa has written poems, YA novels and children's stories (awaiting publishing). By age twenty-three, she self-published her first book in 2015, a poetry book entitled Lost Love Poems.
Lily Clarisa is also a performer of the arts, reciting her poems at events such as Poetry Nights on Aruba presented by BASHA Foundation and during Kosecha Kultural in Curaçao organized by Prins Bernhard Cultuurfonds Caribisch Gebied. Moreover, Lily Clarisa hosts the bi-monthly Book Club at the Academy of Fine Arts and Design. An English teacher by day and author by night, Lily has graduated from Windesheim with a Bachelor's Degree in Teaching English. Lily has also participated as a storyteller and poet during the Children's Book Festival 2017, which is organized by Biblioteca Nacional Aruba.Lily Clarisa's Story:
A writer at an early age, Lily Clarisa has written poems, YA novels and children's stories (awaiting publishing). By age twenty-three, she self-published her first book in 2015, a poetry book entitled Lost Love Poems. Part one of Lost Love Poems concentrates on the innocent, pure, yearnful, all-consuming effect of love. Part two of Lost Love Poems concentrates on how love can break, disappoint, and leave you lost. Throughout all of this the message of Lost Love Poems is to never give up on yourself or others. Love can break, burn and end but life goes on; embrace the pain, go through the motions but move on love others and yourself first and foremost.
Lily Clarisa is also a performer of the arts, reciting her poems at Poetry Nights on Aruba. An English teacher by day and author by night, Lily is currently studying to attain a BA in Teaching English as a Foreign Language from Windesheim college located in Zwolle, the Netherlands. Currently, Lily teaches English to EPB HATO students in Oranjestad, Aruba.Lily Clarisa's Story:
Lily Clarisa is also a performer of the arts, reciting her poems at Poetry Nights on Aruba. An English teacher by day and author by night, Lily is currently studying to attain a BA in Teaching English as a Foreign Language from Windesheim college located in Zwolle, the Netherlands. Currently, Lily teaches English to EPB HATO students in Oranjestad, Aruba.
Lost Love Poems is a collection of 49 poems that takes you on a journey, this journey from love to heartbreak is personal yet universal. Beautifully illustrated and thoughtfully conceived, Lost Love Poems will take you on a brisk walk through the wilderness of love: the good, the bad, the longing, the desperation, and the heartbreak. And, in the end, while thinking all love ever does is break, burn and end, it all begins again.
Lost Love Poems is available for purchase at Bruna Curaçao for Nafl 38,-.
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Lyft Officially Selected for 5 Transit Pilot Projects
The U.S. Department of Transportation has announced the award of $4.7 million in federal grant funding to 5 new pilot projects between Lyft and public transit agencies under the Federal Transit Administration's Mobility on Demand (MoD) Sandbox grant program. The projects, which range from app integrations and subsidized first-and-last mile rides to transportation for seniors and those with disabilities, will demonstrate promising new models for how Lyft can work with the public sector to expand mobility for all.
Lyft's mission has always been about re-connecting people and communities through better transportation. Simply put, we believe that cities should be designed for people, not cars. It's a bold vision: and we know we can't do it alone. That's why we created our Friends with Transit campaign and have rapidly launched a growing number of partnerships with transit agencies around the country in recent months.
Lyft Partners With Transit Agencies
Dustin Earle, Director of Enterprise Partnerships with Lyft, recently spoke at the NYPTA Fall Conference. As a follow-up to his comments, he shared a number of ways that the ridesharing giant is partnering with transit agencies around the country.
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San Clemente, CA - In partnership with the City of San Clemente and Orange County Transportation Authority, Lyft is providing on-demand ridesharing service as a convenient and cost-effective transit solution to residents in this lower-density suburban environment where it proved difficult to operate frequent, fixed-route service. The ridesharing service provides subsidized rides that start and end at bus stops throughout the community. This service was implemented to maintain regional mobility in the community after the elimination of two bus routes due to low productivity.
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As ride-hailing has exploded in popularity, it's caused a slight decrease in car ownership — but has also reduced use of public transit, biking and walking. The result is a likely increase in both traffic and the number of miles traveled in a vehicle, according to a national study of ride-hailing adoption from the UC Davis Institute of Transportation Studies being released Wednesday.
"Although we found that ride-hailing can be complementary to transit and reduce vehicle ownership for a small portion of individuals, we found that (overall) these services currently facilitate a shift away from more sustainable modes towards low occupancy vehicles in major cities," said Regina Clewlow, lead author of the report, in a statement.


The Obama administration's decision to bar ITT Educational Services, one of the nation's largest operators of for-profit colleges, from using federal financial aid to enroll new students shuts off the cash spigot to the troubled company. But it also creates a new set of problems.
The decision last week was the latest step in the federal government's crackdown on for-profit schools that have vacuumed up billions of dollars in government grants and loans but failed to deliver on promised training and jobs. Still, the goal of relieving current and former students saddled with onerous debt and a subpar education can be at odds with reducing the cost to taxpayers who are likely to be stuck with the bill for loan defaults and discharges.
"There is a built-in conflict of interest when the gatekeeper and the financier are the same entity," Barmak Nassirian, director of federal relations and policy analysis at the American Association of State Colleges and Universities, said of the Department of Education.
ITT, with about 45,000 enrolled students spread over more than 130 campuses across the country, received an estimated $580 million in federal money last year, according to the Department of Education.
The company did not respond to repeated requests for comment, but Nassirian and other experts who have closely followed the issue said the department's decision could mean the end of ITT, either through bankruptcy or sale.
The curb on new student enrollment at ITT, which has been under heightened financial scrutiny from the department since 2014, is just the latest move in a long-running campaign to halt deceptive advertising, illegal recruitment practices and other abuses by career training and other for-profit educational institutions. Last year, another for-profit heavyweight, Corinthian Colleges, filed for bankruptcy after being the subject of numerous state and federal inquiries. The drumbeat of negative reports has eroded the industry's popularity, leading enrollments to shrink substantially.
Other education advocates also applauded the move but worried that both former and current students who had already invested thousands of dollars would be left with a mountain of debt and few educational options.
in debt when she pulled out in April 2015. Already disenchanted with the absence of promised weekend clinics, the use of YouTube videos to teach catheter insertions and the repeated failure of her classmates to pass the required nursing exams, she said she was further disturbed by reports of state and federal fraud investigations.
"I got more concerned about going on with more debt, and seeing that everyone graduating was not passing their boards," said Browne-Kemmerling, a 39-year-old mother of five.
After hearing about the Education Department's decision, Browne-Kemmerling said she called the Hilliard campus on Friday to speak with a financial aid representative but was told no one would be in until late the next week.
Current students left stranded by the closing of a school can apply for a loan discharge, while former students are eligible only if they can prove they were defrauded. New guidelines governing that process are expected in November from the Department of Education.
Veterans going to school would be covered by the same provisions if ITT were to close, said Carrie Wofford, president of Veterans Education Success, a nonprofit group. But they would not be credited for the months of eligibility under the GI Bill already used up while at ITT, or the concurrent housing allowance, she said.
Earlier this month, ITT was put on notice that it was in danger of losing its accreditation, which would mean an immediate cutoff in access to government loan programs. That threat helped prompt education officials to demand last week that ITT come up with an additional $153 million in credit within 30 days, to cover potential student refunds in case of a shutdown. According to its most recent quarterly filing, though, ITT had only $78 million in cash on its balance sheet.
Education officials also ordered ITT to put in place a contingency plan for its students so they can finish their education if ITT fails. But it is unclear whether that plan entails simply sending students to another school with a similar record of failings.
As Wofford points out, nobody yet knows what is going to happen.
At the moment, students at ITT have limited options. A Department of Education blog post explains that they can stay at ITT and see what happens; they can try to transfer, although other schools may not accept ITT's credits; or they can pause their studies.
To many education advocates, community colleges are a cheaper and better option, but many lack the capacity and resources to absorb all the students. Some also have similarly dismal graduation rates.
David Halperin, a Washington lawyer and the author of "Stealing America's Future: How For-Profit Colleges Scam Taxpayers and Ruin Students' Lives," pointed out that for-profit colleges committed to providing a quality education could also be part of the solution.


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Ramani at Hackosphere published a great hack on expandable posts, that expand on the Blog main page. Building on this excellent work, I developed this hack to expand and collapse posts.
If you want to know how this hack works, first check out the original hack at Hackosphere.
My hack works along exactly the same lines, with some code added.
The changes you made to the code make that every post-body consists of 3 div's: the fullpost-div that you entered in the post-template, a div for the 'Read more'-link, and a div for the 'Summary only'-link.
Once I understood how Ramani had done the trick, it was easy to expand on his work.
It should also be possible to have posts without a summary. I'll try to get that done soon.
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Chapter 01 - "Birth and Rebirth"
I was watching you watching him.
I am old....so very old that I don't even remember my childhood. Perhaps I never had one.
But in all those years, I have learned to read certain things in the eyes of mortals.
I can see in your eyes that you have an open mind. That is a fine quality....and very rare.
Because you have an open mind, I have a story to tell you. About that man you were just now watching.
Do not flinch....I will only touch one finger to your forehead. And then you will see what I see in my mind.
Images. A story. A life.
You wondered as you saw him walk past the Police Drone. I will explain.
....the odor from the garbage can both attracted and repelled him.
He paused, looking down at the browning wad of cabbage he was holding, chewed spasmotically, then leaned over and threw up.
He stood, gazing upward, his mouth agape. A brilliantly pale full moon rose from behind the buildings, hurtling with a startling speed upward into the night sky. For the first time, he noticed the starry backdrop.
"....first time....?" he thought to himself.
The fat man in the red-speckled white apron waved a butcher's knife over his head as the scavenger turned toward him.
The fat man squealed like a pig, his eyes bulged, and he began backing up, the knife now held in front of him like a samurai sword.
"Get away from me....keep away....HELP! I NEED A HERO HERE! Stay back...I'm warning you, stay back!"
The scavenger hunched lower, glanced furtively over each shoulder, then turned as if to run down the darkening alley.
"....never a Hero around when you need one...." the fat man was muttering under his breath as he backed into an empty garbage can and fell clattering with it to the filthy pavement. "HELP! POLICE, HERO, SOMEBODY!" he squalled from his ragdoll prone position.
He scraped the last of the dried blood out of the cracks and crevices of his metal wrist and finger joints.
He whirled, to confront the monster staring at him full on.
....and found that he was staring into a glass storefront. At first he thought the monster was inside the store.
Then he finally realized he was looking at his own reflection.
A bit of broken mirror in a dumpster. At first he couldn't believe what the glass showed him.
Then the broken glass became a treasure, a thing both loved and hated. He cradled it, polished it, carefully wrapped it in scraps of fabric so he could shove it into a pocket of the shabby jeans he had fished out of yet another refuse heap.
His thoughts seemed to be becoming clearer. He could remember a few hours at a time, instead of only seconds or minutes. He studied the incredible image in the glass. Then he tried using the broken edge as a crude razor, scraping away at the growing hair on his cheeks and lips. The result was hardly more attractive than when he had started.
He tried to pull the metal chin piece off of his face, but no amount of struggle could budge it. It seemed to be wired somehow into the boney structure of his lower jaw. He pulled, briefly, on the camera-lens-like apparatus that covered where his right eye should have been, screamed in pain, and let go of it.
Returning to the chin piece, he twisted his lower jaw into every position he could manage, pulling on the metal, trying to dislodge it, inspecting it from every angle with his bit of broken glass. Contorting his face, mouth wide open, he saw.....something.....not right.....in his mouth. He tried to see what it was, but could only make out some dark coloration.
Carefully, he began breaking pieces off of his precious reflecting glass, until he had a larger piece and a smaller one. Propping the larger one on a window ledge, he maneuvered the smaller one inside his mouth, lifting his tongue, unaware of the risk he was taking of severing any number of major arteries in the process.
As he strained to see, the eyepiece whirred softly, and he found himself looking with a strange, lopsided view, one side much larger than the other. In the magnified image, he began to make out letters and numbers reflected from the underside of his tongue into the mirrors.
"Beta 1403 CI" he finally made out.
The zombies and their handlers were the worst. Sometimes when he woke, he remembered snatches of dreams. The smells....the dried blood....the metal instruments....they reminded him of his nightmares.
He first ran into the zombies in the area that the green signs over the connecting tunnels called "King's Row".
The industrial park on the southwest side of King's Row contained fertile pickings for a scavenger, and very few witnesses to disturb his searches. But he learned very quickly that the zombie handlers had their own ideas of what "fertile pickings" meant, and his flesh seemed to be part of that. Not that there was all that much left, but his head and torso, despite their decorative and not-so-decorative tracing of circuitry, were apparently quite attractive to the men in the skull-shaped caps, rubber gloves, and dirty aprons.
After that first nasty encounter, he ran as soon as he saw them coming. He discovered that he could run much faster than even the scalpel-wielding handlers could.
It was a half-eaten ham sandwich that nearly did him in.
The odor was so tantilizing that he was completely focused on fishing it out of the dumpster when he found himself surrounded by zombies.
Within a heartbeat, he was thrashing wildly at the center of a storm of mayhem, the slow-moving zombies and their toxic vomit, the slashing blades of the handlers. The metal rods, wires, joints and motors that served him as arms were impervious to both knives and spittle, but he shrieked in pain as the green goo splashed in fresh gashes on his chest and back. He thrust spasmotically outward, trying desperately to ward off his attackers, and foot-long scalpels of his own appeared at the ends of what served him as hands. Still shrieking, he whirled, spinning in a true Danse Macabre.
None of the zombie handlers went home that night.
He remembered things more clearly still.
Whole days became part of a growing past.
His life still consisted of scrounging what he could find in back alley garbage cans and dumpsters, sleeping in any hole he could find that might be defensible against attack.
But he was beginning to wonder.
He expected zombie attacks, and for the people who accidently saw him to run screaming. Try as he might, he couldn't remember a time that was any different. He still had no idea whose dried blood had caked his metal arms and hands, fouled the tattered hospital gown that he had eventually thrown away. It might have been his, he mused. He healed very, very quickly, and completely, without scarring. If it was someone else's, he wasn't sure he wanted to know about it. And then he found himself wondering how it was that he knew so many things, so *many* things.....how to read, for example, what letters and numbers were, and how to understand the verbal abuse that was the only communication he got from other humans.
"Other humans." He wondered about that, too. Was he human? He felt human.....or so he thought. But how did humans feel, anyway?
Loneliness ate away at him.
He was just exiting from the sewers in Galaxy City when he heard the screaming.
He was tired and had had enough of fighting in the sewers. He had planned to skirt the park and crawl into a hole he knew to lie up until night fell. The park was entirely too public a place in daylight; it was too likely that someone would see him and the hue and cry would begin again. But over and above the deep bass notes of a man's voice, there was another sound, the screams of a young child.
He twisted, changed direction in midstride, his metal foot tearing an ugly rift in the green parkland grass.
A man ran past him, awkwardly clutching a small boy to his chest as he ran.
The scavenger turned to face the zombies he had already identified by their sounds, braced, thrust out his arms, the knives hidden in his metal forearms snapping into view with an audible "ka-chack!". By this time he had become quite adept at dispatching the things. He was careful to down the handlers first; zombies were not alive in the first place, and any handler left alive would simply re-activate his charge and send it back against him. He no longer cried out from the pain of the zombie spittle, merely clenched his teeth in determination. Silently, grimly, he mowed through the attackers, until none of them remained on their feet.
Breathing heavily, he paused, then swung his head, seeking the hole he had been headed for when he exited the sewers. To his surprise, he saw the man carrying the boy walking toward him; then the man pulled up abruptly some distance away as he got a good look at the scavenger's face.
They stared at each other across the lawn for a long frozen moment.
The scavenger turned, took a step, when the man called out, "Wait."
The man seemed to be at a loss for words. He finally, blurted out, "Who are you?"
The scavenger merely shrugged, began to turn away again.
"....listen...." the man interrupted him. "I don't know who you are....." ("....or what you are...." he could imagine the man thinking to himself, but at least he didn't say it....), ".....but I owe you. I was taking my son on a picnic....it's my turn to have custody of him this weekend.....I didn't know the zombies had come back to the park, I thought the Heroes had gotten rid of them for good."
"Zombies always come back." It was hard to keep the bitterness out of his voice, but he tried.
The man still looked uncomfortable. "I.....look, do you need any money? I don't have much on me now, but I can afford to pay you, if you'll just let me go and get it."
It was even harder to avoid showing distaste, but he succeeded at that, at least. "That's a very kind offer, but it's not necessary." He started to turn away. What would he do with money? What should he do, simply walk into a store, as if all the people inside would not immediately begin screaming and trying to drive him out?
"Wait!" The child was beginning to cry again. "How can I contact you? I'd like to give you something. At least let me give you some shoes or something, if you won't take money. You've certainly earned it."
He hesitated over the word "earned", the man apparently saw it. "Boots. Jeans. If you won't let me buy you something, and you won't take money, at least let me give you something I don't need any more. We're about the same size.....I'm sure I can find something that would fit you, but I need to know how to find you again to give it to you."
After a long moment, the scavenger turned and pointed at the gate to the sewer. "There. Leave it inside the gate. Don't go inside, there are more zombies in the sewers, just leave it right inside and I'll find it next time I go in there. The zombies won't bother it, that's not what they're looking for, and no one else will go in there."
The man nodded, shifted the boy's weight higher and turned to go.
When the scavenger returned to the Galaxy City sewer a week later, he found a brand-new pair of jeans, the sales tag still attached, a cotton t-shirt, underwear, socks, and stiff new boots, sitting in a neat pile just inside the sewer gate, along with a note, carefully handwritten: "Thanks, Hero." It was signed Jon Wilcox.
The moon had not risen yet.
It was dark, so very dark, in the back alleys of Steel Canyon, the closest thing he knew to a home, as it was the location of the very first completely clear memory he had, the moon rising over the silvery buildings.
The Sorcerer had come out of nowhere, as was their wont. He was so preoccupied with staying alive, that he didn't even notice the other figures yelling, cursing, thrashing in the darkness, until the Sorcerer had fallen. Silence fell almost immediately as several Tsoo bodies hit the concrete almost in unison.
"Hey, there, Hero," a cheerful, if somewhat breathless, voice cut across the darkness. "Thanks for the assist. Anything we can do for you? We've got some spare enhancements and inspirations, if you can use them."
He froze, pinned on the precipice between loneliness and flight.
"Hero?" More puzzled now, a woman's voice. "You okay?"
A small light snapped on, casting only the most futile of shadows down the alley.
He caught a glimpse of perhaps 4 or 5 people, people, he thought to himself, figures in the night, in all manner and color of garb visible even in the micro-pool of light. They stood, all of them breathing heavily, one broader man clutching his forearm with his opposite hand, blood seeping between his fingers. The other figures ignored the bleeder, and after a moment, he rubbed the area, leaving only smears of blood but no apparent wound.
Like me, the scavenger thought, and found his paralysis had become even more profound.
I have to run, he kept telling himself, but his legs wouldn't obey.
"Are you hurt?" the woman continued. "Do you need us to take you to the hospital?"
With a moan, he turned to run, just as she walked boldly up to him.....he caught a glimpse of the glitter of metal and glass in her face, and his head snapped around. She was wearing some sort of camera-lens-like apparatus over her left eye.
He couldn't stop the shriek, "You're like me!"
Without warning, his legs folded underneath him, and he dropped to the pavement, curling into fetal position, locking his robotic arms around the metal of his knees, rocking, unable to make his escape. Tears streamed silently out of his left eye, screwed tightly shut as he rocked.
"....never seen anything like it," the voice floated through his brain. Something was wrong, but somehow, he just didn't seem to care.
He was lying on his back, eye open, a sheet lightly draped over his body....something was taped to the side of his neck. He thought he remembered some sort of needle being pushed into the side of his neck. Drugged? He thought so, and it meant nothing to him.
He could see several figures out of the corner of his eye. The room....yes, it was a room.....was brightly lit, and there were large objects of metal, glass, and plastic all around him, he wasn't entirely sure what they were or represented. The hospital smell was unmistakable.
The voices rose and fell....sometimes he could make out words, sometimes not. He thought he recognized the woman's voice he had heard once before, the woman with the eyepiece. That was important, he told himself.
I don't care, he responded.
And so he lay there, feeling blurry and numb, only now realizing that the constant pain he hadn't really ever noticed was gone, and in its place, a strange willingness to simply lie where he was, accept whatever was happening to him.
"....whoever did this, they did not have his best interests at heart."
"You don't think he's a war hero?"
"If those prosthetics had been implanted in a legitimate medical facility, his DNA would have been on record. That was the first thing I did, run his DNA through the system. Without fingerprints, that's the only real hope we had of finding out who he is. I did try his retinal scan, but that didn't show up anywhere, either.
"Another thing that bothers me about it is that you rarely see someone who has both arms amputated at exactly the same location, and the same thing is true for his legs. It's too neat, whereas accidents and war injuries are messy. It looks as if someone amputated his limbs by design, in order to make room for the prosthetics.
"The technology in his prosthetics is both familiar, and yet not. There are components that I would swear remind me of Rikti devices. And the way they have been not just connected to what's left of his body, but rooted, almost grown into it...I don't even want to think about what he's been through. My guess is that what you see now took months, or maybe even years, of work, interspersed with healing periods. I suspect from the condition of his remaining joints that he's a lot older than he looks."
"Can you remove the electronics?"
"I'm not sure I'd be doing him any favors if I did. I don't understand half of what I'm seeing. I probably could remove that equipment, but what would be left.....I just don't know. And the Oath does say, 'first, do no harm'. He's stable....his health is not in any danger. I don't want to be the one who endangers it. On top of that, much of the technology is internal...his metabolism has been altered to support the prosthetics, speeded up, his liver function is now dependent on technology, I'm not sure it would function to keep him alive on its own any more."
"So, you can't help him?"
"From what you told me about the way you found him, I'd say he needs social and psychological help, not medical help."
The woman with the eyepiece leaned over him, joined by a man in a hospital scrub suit and long white jacket.
"You couldn't even find out a name from him? First name, anything?" the man continued.
"He didn't seem to know himself. Reminds me of some of the cases of battle shock amnesia that I saw during the war."
The man picked up a clipboard and began writing on it. "Too bad. I guess he'll just be another John Doe for now."
"Not....." he struggled to whisper.
"What?" The woman leaned closer. "Did you say something?"
He took a deep breath, forced his numb lips and tongue to move. "Not.....Doe.....not.....dead....."
"Not dead? What's he mean by that?"
The man scratched his forehead with one end of the pen. "John Doe. That's also the name given to corpses that are found without identification. I guess he's afraid he'll be listed as dead." He leaned over the table, bringing his face into the middle of the scavenger's field of vision. "Okay, John. We won't list you as a John Doe, if that upsets you. I think you've been through enough. We'll call you....Smith. John Smith. How's that?"
"Jon.....Smith....." the newly christened man whispered, as he slipped back into his cocoon of numbness, and the voices faded again.
He pushed the neatly folded fabric aside.
"Not mine," he reiterated, stubbornly.
"Jon, the Committee for Hero Affairs is happy to provide you with the basic necessities. Don't think of it as charity....if you want to, you can think of it as a loan."
"Not mine." He scowled, an expression that, with his chin piece, electronic monocle, and the silver wiring tracing across his face, could cow battle hardened veterans of the Rikti war.
The social worker sighed. "Okay, Jon, have it your way." She picked up the clothing and returned it to the shelf she had taken it from.
"You're going to have to start accepting help some time. You need a place to stay, Jon. You can't keep living on the street and eating out of dumpsters."
"You said you could introduce me to someone who would give me work. You said they wouldn't be afraid of me."
"Yes, that's true. But you'll make a much better impression if you clean up your appearance."
After a second, she sighed and then smiled ruefully. "Okay, you got me there. I guess nobody really will notice what you're wearing."
"The shirts get tangled in my joints," he spoke slowly, as if to a child. "They get torn. I can't help that. I spend all my time trying to keep the shirt from fraying. If I'm going to be doing the kind of work you talk about, I'd just have to take them off anyway." He shrugged. "Why bother? I'm more comfortable without it, and it's a hassle. You do understand..." he dropped his eyes, "a shirt and tie are not going to make people stop looking at my face. Or my hands."
She frowned down at her desk, then looked up at him. "You could at least take a new pair of jeans."
"Same problem. I have to wear something in the way of pants to be decent, but the legs keep getting caught in my machinery. As soon as I run in them, the hem gets shredded. There's just no point. In thirty seconds I'd be right back to where I am now."
She sighed. "Okay. I see your point. Now. What else can we do for you....that you will *let* us do?"
"I've seen some people wearing belts with....boxes. Pouches. Things you can hold stuff in." Old habits die hard.....he couldn't help thinking that he needed to keep all his few possessions on his person at all times. He wouldn't feel comfortable leaving anything he cared about lying around.
"Um....yes.....well, it's not exactly standard issue, but I think I can get you something like that. What else?"
"That first job. And, if you can help me to find a low-rent apartment that won't ask much in the way of a deposit...."
"Jon, we have standard housing...."
"No! I told you already...."
"You don't want charity. I understand, I just wish you were not so stubborn." She paused for a moment. "On the other hand, maybe if you weren't, you wouldn't have survived this long. So maybe it's for the best." She shrugged. "Okay, we'll play it your way...for now. Wait outside. I'll start making phone calls and see what I can drum up."
He stood. She couldn't help flinching, just slightly, as he leaned over her. He ignored the motion as he squinted at the papers on her desk, his monocle softly whirring. "j...o...n.....You got the spelling right, right?"
"Yes, Jon, I got it. We've changed all the paperwork on you. You're officially Jon Smith, for all practical purposes."
"Until I find out who I really am....was...."
She studied his face as he started to turn away. "It might happen, Jon. You might start to remember. You might not. You have to learn to live with that."
He stood with his back to her for a long moment. His voice was calm and neutral when he finally spoke. "I know," he said softly.
She reached for the phone. "I'll start making those calls right now."
He turned his head and smiled, an expression almost as terrifying as his scowl. "Thanks. I owe you."
.....your train has come and gone, Hero.
Oh, yes, Jon is a very real person. You were just watching him, remember? To you he looked like just another scrounger, another gang member. You wondered how it was that he could walk past the Police sentry bots without challenge. Now you know.
None of what you saw was invented. The images you saw came from Jon's own mind.
No, he has never found out who he was....before. But I see things in his mind....images....that he is not ready to deal with as yet. Perhaps one day he will be. He is a very strong person. And he has a growing group of friends who stand ready to help him.
I shared Jon's story with you because it is my hope that in the future you will remember that being a Hero comes from the heart. Like Jon, we *all* wear our suffering on the outside, on our bodies....but our courage in our eyes.


Ben Agajanian played three games with 1961 Packers, but had a lively pro football career.
GREEN BAY – Ben Agajanian, a kicker with a storied NFL career that included three games with the Green Bay Packers in 1961, died in Los Angeles at the age of 98.
Agajanian was with the Packers for only those three games, including the 1961 NFL Championship game, which the Packers won 37-0 over the New York Giants. He was the oldest living former Packers player. His death on Feb. 8 came on the same day as John Martinkovic, a former Packers defensive end who lived to age 91.
According to a story in the Los Angeles Times, Agajanian was the first kicker to require that football laces be turned outward, and developed the two-step ritual that soccer-style kickers routinely use. He was a straight-on kicker himself.
He lost four toes on his right foot in an industrial accident in 1939 while playing for the University of New Mexico. Agajanian talked doctors into making the nubs the same length so he could continue kicking. When other players accused him of cheating, he suggested they could do the same thing if it would help.
During his 13-year career, he played for 10 teams and three football leagues, including the NFL, American Football League and All-America Football Conference. He was a member of two championship teams: the 1956 New York Giants, on which future Packers coach Vince Lombardi was an assistant, and the 1961 Packers. He also was a special consultant for the Dallas Cowboys for 20 years and a world-class gin rummy player.
His best year was 1960, when he played for the Los Angeles Chargers of the AFL. He was 13-for-24 on field goals and 46-for-47 on extra points.
For the Packers, he kicked one field goal and scored eight extra points, all in Green Bay's two 1961 games against the Los Angeles Rams. Paul Hornung handled most of the Packers' field-goal and extra-point chores that season, but did not play in those games. Agajanian kicked off for the Packers in the NFL title game.
According to the Sporting News, Agajanian was the second kicking specialist in the NFL. He is a member of the American Football Kicking Hall of Fame.


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