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Suffer, the Children
by Kristi DeMeester
They'd just passed the Alabama state line when Winnie saw the billboard. Winnie's dad sat in the front seat, his bloated face wrenched into a squint to keep the sun out of his eyes, and her mother beside him, tearing her split ends into smaller and smaller pieces that Winnie imagined floated into the air and then into her lungs where they would take root and grow and grow until they sprouted from her throat, leaving her gurgling as the blood and spit flowered over the frilled, white dress her mother had forced her to wear.
On a black background, a transparent cocoon floated, the creature inside curled into itself, the pink, wriggling tube stretching away into nothingness, and a single black dot, like an all-seeing eye stared back at Winnie.
"I loved you before you were in the womb." Winnie pressed her fingers against the window, and whispered the words again and again until they were nonsensical sounds—an incantation only she would understand, something to be buried in the dark earth and left to sleep for a thousand years.
Her father darted a glance at her in the rearview mirror, frowned, and turned up the radio until bland Christian contemporary drowned out the susurrus of her voice. Her mother kept her red-webbed eyes trained straight ahead, her fingers jerking like spiders through her hair.
This trip was supposed to fix them. Five days of sunscreen-scented, burnt skin, itching sand, and salt water boiled into some miraculous tincture that would undo her father's clenched fists since Jesus hadn't been able to save what had fallen apart.
Two weeks after the night in the Eckerd parking lot, Winnie had not been able to keep herself from saying that word. Whore. She'd been sent home with a note from Mrs. Mushro, that if Winnie could not control herself in the classroom the principal would be told, and the school would be forced to "re-evaluate Winnie's placement." After that, Winnie had taken to writing it over and over again in her special notebook, and then tearing the pages into tiny bits before swallowing them one by one where they swam in her stomach, her hand laid against the flatness there as if she carried something alive rather than that word written in purple ink.
Ahead, another billboard loomed, this one advertising fast food, and Winnie let the words tumble out of her faster and faster, like the time she'd been sick on the carpet of her bedroom, her father cursing as he stood behind her mother who knelt, the towel in her hand stained a shade of orange that had no name.
"Stop it," her father said, but Winnie squeezed her eyes shut, unable to keep her tongue from forming the sounds.
"Goddammit, I said stop!" He slammed the palm of his hand against the steering wheel, and the car swerved into the next lane, a horn blaring as the car streaked past in a gray blur.
"Trent," her mother said, but her voice was filled with a silence that meant nothing.
Winnie swallowed, her throat clicking as she held that floating, pink creature in her mind, wondering what it would be like to swallow it down where it would wriggle in her belly like a worm.
In the front seat, her father made sounds that were something like I've had it with this shit, and psychiatrist, and medication, but Winnie let them fall away like dead things and focused instead on the fullness of her stomach. How it seemed to swell with love, with all those feelings Pastor Chris said were what made them holy. His lambs the chosen few among a black, sin-teeming world, and Winnie felt, even as the pew itched under her bottom, how she could let those feelings fill her up, let them drown out all the awful, sharp thoughts dug into her brain.
"Whore, whore, whorewhorewhore," she whispered, and her mother twisted her fingers together as if she could squeeze them hard enough to fall away—plunk, plunk, plunk, one by one falling into her lap.
There'd been no exits for miles, nothing but thick scrubs of pine trees casting shadows over the cars that passed through them, alternating with fields plowed for tobacco or peanuts or cotton.
"Fuck this," her father said, the car jerking once more as he guided it off the pavement and onto the shoulder.
"What are you doing?" her mother asked as her father threw the door open and pushed himself out of the car.
"I need to take a piss, and if I have to sit there and listen to her for another second, I swear to God, Mary-Anne." He flexed his fingers and curled them into a fist before crossing in front of the car and then disappearing into the tree line.
Winnie pressed her face to the window and watched him go. "Whore. I loved you. Whore. In the womb. Before." The words coming together and apart, dancing over her tongue like fire.
"Winnie, please," her mother said, and Winnie clacked her teeth at her. Even if she wanted to keep the words inside, she didn't think she could. Not since that night. Not since her father had brought her mother home and locked her in the bathroom, his voice going more and more hoarse until his scream was little more than a wheeze, as if the air in his lungs was dying. And then, the next day, there'd been the blood, how it streaked along her mother's thighs, the quiet, calm in her mother's voice as she told Winnie that everything was fine, that she'd been sick, but everything would be okay, and they shouldn't tell her father. He would only worry, and Winnie didn't want him to be more upset, did she?
Afterward, the bathroom smelled of bleach. Every time Winnie went in, she'd plug her nose until she'd finished, but she could still see those red smears in the toilet, the lumpy glob of tissue that floated there, her mother's wet face as she flushed it all away.
Her mother flung the visor down and wiped at the makeup she'd already sweated off. When they'd left, her mother had reached to turn on the air conditioning, and her father had swiped her hand away.
"We'll get better mileage. Crack a window," he'd said.
"It'll mess up my hair," she'd said, and her father had not responded, only started the car, his jaw set in the knife-like way Winnie had seen that night at the Eckerd.
The heat in the car was oppressive. A living, breathing thing curled among them despite the partially open windows. For a while, Winnie had tried panting like a dog, but it had done nothing to cool her off. Instead, she'd laid down in the backseat, remembering what Mrs. Mushro had said about heat rising, but even then, the sweat clung, slicking her to the seat, and she finally sat up, tiny white stars glittering at the edges of her vision.
The brush at the tree line rustled and then parted as her father emerged. He kept his head bowed as he walked, his hands swiping at his pants and shirt. About halfway back to the car he paused and turned back to the woods, his head cocked as if listening for something. Winnie held her breath and leaned toward him, but she was too far away to hear whatever it was that had made him turn back.
Another moment passed, another series of labored breaths from her mother, another series of inthewomb,before,love,whore, and still her father had not moved.
"What is he doing?" Her mother leaned partially out the window. "Trent," she called, but he stayed locked in place, the only movement his head twisting even further, an angle that seemed impossible, as if his head had momentarily come untethered, his spine snapping as he turned and turned and turned.
"Stay here," her mother said and opened the door, the space momentarily filled with the humming of insects before she called out again, the slamming door cutting his name in half. Winnie imagined if she looked in the front seat, she would see the purple-rich slick of meat, those pieces her mother had not been able to keep safely tucked away in her body still dropping from between her legs.
"In the womb," she said and watched as her mother marched through the tall grass, her hands waving in front of her face as if she could part the veil of gnats clouding around her face.
Her mother paused when she was a few feet away from her father, her mouth shaping words Winnie couldn't hear, but still her father didn't move, and Winnie wondered if God could even see them anymore. They'd gone so far from home. How could he know where it was they'd wandered?
Her mother took another step forward and grasped her father's shoulder. Slowly, his head unraveled. Slowly, he looked back at her mother and then back at Winnie. Slowly, he smiled. A mouth full of impossibly white teeth. An impossible smile. A smile her father had never given her. Not even on the night in the Eckerd parking lot, his knuckles and teeth bloodied after he'd pulled the man Winnie had never seen before out of the car where her mother sat unmoving in the passenger seat. He'd smiled then, but it had been nothing like this.
And his eyes. There was something wrong, but Winnie couldn't see. He was too far away.
Her mother stumbled backward, her hand at her throat.
"Whorewhorewhorewomb," Winnie said, but it wasn't a spell. Wasn't a prayer. There was no God here, under this too broad, too bright sky. No God watching with his great all-seeing eye as her father took her mother's hand and gently led her back to the car.
He opened the door and guided her into her seat, then leaned over and buckled her in, depositing a kiss on her forehead before looking into the backseat, and Winnie saw then what was wrong with his eyes.
His pupils were horizontal.
She pulled away. Tried to make herself small, but her legs were too long, her belly still clinging to the last of its baby fat, and even if she closed her eyes, her father would still see be able to see her, would still be watching her with those terrible eyes.
"Sweet girl," he said and reached out to brush a hand over her cheek. Winnie flinched. His skin was too smooth. Too soft and almost squishy. Like something that had been left underwater for a long time.
"We're going to fix you. Both of you." Her father slid behind the wheel. "He told me so. There's just a bit further to go."
"Who said? Go where?" her mother said, but her father was guiding the car back onto the road, those awful eyes darting glances in the rear-view mirror, that smile Winnie had never seen pasted on as if it was the only thing keeping his face from slipping off and falling into his lap.
Her father didn't respond but hummed, a discordant, metallic note that made Winnie squeeze her eyes shut; whorewomblove, dropping from her tongue in an unintelligible whisper that was nothing more than a theater of protection. Pastor Chris could tell them over and over about being washed in the blood of the lamb, but there was no blood covering their skin. There was no salvation to be found in the damp heat of their car. Only her father's horrible eyes, and the bitter taste of panic.
"What the hell, Trent?"
Her father took one hand off the wheel, brought it down over her mother's mouth. "Holy is she who keeps her tongue still. Holy is she who would cut it out lest it sin," he said, and her mother clawed at his hand, bright lines of blood appearing on the rough skin, but he pushed harder, until her head was pressed into the seat.
In the back, Winnie curled into herself, tried not to pay attention to the acrid damp spreading over her thighs, to her mother's thrashing, or the humming still coming from her father's mouth even as he spoke. They were going too fast; the road beneath them making a sound that was a like a scream, and Winnie opened her mouth to join in that terrible chorus, but nothing came out.
There were no more words to vomit up. No more secrets. And really, hadn't she always known? She'd carried them with her for so long, had pretended they weren't slipping her inside out. Whore. Womb. That day in the bathroom, her mother gasping as she asked Winnie to hold the secret of the baby she'd carried. The baby that had nothing of her father beating inside it. Somehow, even without her mother giving voice to her indiscretion, Winnie had known it.
Her father didn't slow as he jerked the car off the road, and Winnie's head snapped forward and then back, her teeth biting into the soft meat of her tongue, blood slicking her teeth.
Maybe it was Jesus he'd found in the woods. Maybe it was like Pastor Chris always said—that your sins had a way of finding you even when you tried to hide from them. Maybe their sins had followed them all the way here and infected her father and now they would face a wrath Winnie felt didn't belong to her, but to her parents. That was another lesson Pastor Chris had taught them. How the sins of the father often visited the children. Her broken tongue had said so many things, but Winnie had managed to follow her mother's commandments of silence. And now, she would pay in equal share.
In the front seat, her mother had gone still. Her hands lay limp in her lap, and her eyes were fixed on some faraway point. Still, her father held his hand over her mouth, that smile frozen in place as he guided the car forward.
"He can see it all, Winnie. Everything," he said, and then the trees swallowed them.
It was not dark as Winnie had expected it to be. The trees seemed to part around them as they walked, their branches arching away as if they would not dare to touch what had intruded. She couldn't remember when they'd gotten out of the car. It was as if they'd always been here, walking through this twilight place.
Had her father always walked on all fours? She scanned her memory, but there were only the reddish, clotted things she'd seen that day in the bathroom and words she no longer knew the meaning of. Womb. Whore. Before. Loved. Had she ever known the meaning?
Her father skittered along beside her, his breath coming out in a heaa-heaa whine. She should rest her hand against his head, whisper some sort of comfort to him, but he frightened her. His pointed teeth. His pointed tongue. His horizontal pupils.
Eventually, he would devour them both. Those teeth would rut against her belly, her throat, and she would try to scream, but there would be no sound left inside her. He would eat the soft bits and fill her back up with stones, so he could carry her about like the daughter he'd always wanted instead of the one with the broken tongue he'd gotten. Winnie glanced over at her father. He no longer had anything that resembled hands. No matter how he tried, he would not be able to remake her.
Her mother stumbled along, her stomach swollen, the shirt riding up to reveal a series of bruises the shape of a tiny fist.
Winnie thought of Pastor Chris, and his smile as he told them they were all God's children. How he loved them. How he held them in the palm of his hand, their faith a cocoon that kept them safe from the sin of the world. Somehow, her family had fallen, but she'd begun to wonder if they'd been cast off. If God had seen wickedness seeded inside them and tossed them aside like so much waste. After all, their's was a jealous god. A god who extended his mercy only to those who drowned in their own piousness.
Ahead, the trees opened, and there, standing in the center of the expanse, was their house. Her mother sobbed once, the sound choking off as quickly as it had come as she pitched forward, her arms outstretched, her hands reaching. Her father loped after, his arms and legs an obscene reminder of what he'd once been.
Winnie paused and took a single step backward. The house looming before her was their house, but it also wasn't. It was wrong. The doors and windows stood askew, as if some unseen hand had offset them. It confused the eye, drew it toward a center that didn't exist. Winnie swayed on her feet, suddenly nauseous as she took in this house that should not be. This house that had no light, that was a dark smear against swirling gray sky.
She took another step away, watched as those awful doors opened, her parents gobbled up by whatever creature called the house its rightful home.
When the screaming started, Winnie ran. The trees pushed against her, thin branches lancing her cheeks, the air scented with blood as she pressed on. This place was not for her. This was not a hell of her own making.
Her chest ached, her heart a burning, rabbiting slab of meat, but she ran and ran, until there were only trees and that gray, swirling sky, and still she ran. On and on until the trees thinned, the ground beneath her sucking at her shoes as if it could absorb her, take her into its maw and hold her there until it re-birthed her into something that wasn't her. Wasn't human.
She lurched onward, and then the trees blessedly opened, the highway stretching before her, and she could have sobbed, could have laughed, but there was no sound inside her. No breath. She sank to the earth, and it was only damp. There were no teeth waiting there to tear her open.
When a car finally slowed, its hazards flashing yellow, Winnie stood and walked on coltish legs to the open door.
"You need some help, sweetheart?" The voice was grandmotherly. Kind. The kind of voice that belonged to someone that smelled like baked sugar.
Winnie climbed into the back seat and laid down. The car smelled of cleaning solution and coffee.
"You shouldn't be out here all alone, darling. It's dangerous," the woman said. "You got people with you?"
"No," Winnie whispered. Her mother and father were gone, vanished into the house they'd built with their own rage and shame. But that house wasn't Winnie's. It didn't have to be.
The hazards clicked off, and the woman flicked on her turn signal as she guided the car back onto the interstate.
"What's your name?" the woman said, and Winnie stared up at the window and opened her mouth.
"Before," she whispered. She'd had a name once, but she didn't think it belonged to her anymore.
"That's okay. You just rest. We'll get you somewhere safe," she said.
Winnie settled further into the seat, her gaze trained on the window as the car picked up speed. They passed the billboard with its floating, pink sac, and Winnie felt the words fall silent around her. Womb. Loved. Before. Somehow, she'd come out of the woods miles from where she'd been, but it didn't matter. She was going away from that place.
She closed her eyes and drifted, but the sleep was fitful, marred with brief dreams of her father pressing claws to her stomach.
She opened her eyes, her gaze still locked on the window, and once more, the billboard appeared.
She sat up. Had they turned around? Or was it another one? The same billboard in a different location?
She drew in a breath and held it for as long as she could. She did this three more times before the billboard appeared again. It couldn't be the same one. It couldn't. An interstate was not a circle.
The front seat was an impossible tangle of shadows. She could no longer see the woman, but then again, she couldn't remember seeing her face at all. She hadn't bothered to look when she crawled inside.
"Where are we?" she said, her voice cracking. Only silence answered her.
They passed the billboard six more times before Winnie started screaming.
From the darkness in the front seat, came the low, awful sound of someone laughing.
Kristi DeMeester is the author of the novel Such a Pretty Smile, published by St. Martin's Press, Beneath, a novel published by Word Horde Publications, and Everything That's Underneath, a short fiction collection from Apex Books. Her short fiction has appeared in publications such as Ellen Datlow's Best Horror Volume 9, 11, and 12, Stephen Jones' Best New Horror, Year's Best Weird Fiction Volumes 1, 3, and 5 in addition to publications such as Pseudopod, Black Static, The Dark, and several others. In her spare time, she alternates between telling people how to pronounce her last name and how to spell her first. Find her online at www.kristidemeester.com.


Lahore : Motorway Police Central Zone set another example of honesty, professionalism and public service by returning lost cash of more than fifty thousand to the owner here in Lahore. According to details, during routine patrolling in the area of Shahpur Kaanjran Cattle Market, Chief Patrol Officer Khurram Abbas Shah and Operational Officer SPO Rana Naeem found cash amount of fifty five thousand thirty Rs. (55030) along with ID Card wrapped in a plastic bag. The ID card belonged to one Babu s/o Muhammad Boota R/O Kasur. The officers tried to search the owner in cattle market but could not find him. Later, they managed to trace the cell number of the owner via Sim Verification System through ID Card. The owner was called in the office of Motorway Police and his lost money along with ID card was handed over to him. The owner of lost money told that he came to Shahpur Kaanjran Cattle Market to sell animals and while he put money into his pocket, it fell down. He went to home without knowing the fact that he has lost his money, he further informed. The owner was very happy to find his lost money in this way and prayed for progress and prosperity of Motorway Police.
DIG Central Zone Ahmad Arslan Malik and SSP Central-I Masroor Aalam Kolachi appreciated the spirit and effort of officers and directed others to work with similar professional honesty in to glorify the name of department.


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UHURU-TRUMP HANDSHAKE: WHAT WAS DISCUSSED…
By	Babito Dishon Posted on August 28, 2018 April 23, 2020 In My Eagle's Eye. 0 No tags	1
President Uhuru Kenyatta on Monday afternoon (American time) met his counterpart President Donald Trump at the white house, on what was a second formal meeting in White House for an African leader after Nigeria's Muhammadu Buhari visit late April, this year. Trade and investment in Kenya, Peace and Security at the horn of Africa and the direct flights from Nairobi to New York City which is set to commence on October, spanned just some of the top agenda in the Uhuru-Trump meeting.
Prior to the Monday meeting, President Kenyatta witnessed the signing of two agreements that will see two US companies invest $238 million worth of projects in Kenya, as quoted in the official presidential website. The US overseas Private corporation (OPIC) and Kipeto Wind Energy Company signed documents to close a $232 million deal to finance the construction and operation of a 100-megawatt grid-connected wind power plant in Nairobi.
The second agreement, involving Twiga foods and OPIC represented a $5 million letter of commitment in financing, to expand distribution network of Twiga foods and improve food security and agricultural wages in Kenya. This trade deal represented President Kenyatta's commitment to open up Kenya for foreign investment in partnerships that are mutually benefit to both the people of Kenya and American investors.
On Monday afternoon, President Kenyatta and first lady Margaret Kenyatta were ushered in to the White house by President Trump and U.S first lady Melania Trump. Whereas the key details from an hour-long private meetings have not been released, it has emerged that the bilateral talks held at the cabinet office featured the top agenda earlier mentioned.
On peace and security in the horn of Africa, President Kenyatta was keen to cement the partnership with USA. This is in response to the security scare majorly received from the militant group, Al-shabaab from Somalia. Despite the recent reports stating the USA's intent to scale back aid to African military units fighting terrorism, in a bid to compete with more traditional threats from China and Russia, U.S remains to be a strong and resourceful partner in counterterrorism operations across Africa.
US being a 'trade superpower', with a First world trade profile, will be a necessary partner in promoting economic growth in Kenya through the Foreign Direct Investments. With the President meeting with business executives of leading US companies in Washington DC, partnerships with such companies will bolster businesses in the country and create more jobs, even as President Kenyatta gears towards achieving the big four agenda.
This trade partnership with the US represents just a drop in the ocean of planned partnership with other countries, as encompassed by a tweet in President Kenyatta's personal twitter account: "And we are looking at how we can partner with countries across the globe in partnerships that are not patronizing but those that are anchored on win-win positions".
In a meeting that was termed 'fruitful' by President Kenyatta, the commencement of the direct flight from Nairobi to New York was also discussed. President Kenyatta highlighted The African Growth and Opportunity Act (AGOA) as one of the main areas expected to benefit from the direct flights. AGOA which provides duty-free preferential access, for 6400 product lines from 38 African countries to the U.S market will strengthen its mandate with the direct flights.
Notwithstanding the fact that President Trump and the U.S have for a long time been criticized for lacking a clear-cut investment policy in Africa, the invite of President Kenyatta to the White House represents a giant step for a growing U.S relationship with Kenya and Africa at large. This is outlined by President Kenyatta's eagerness to down play the assumption of a zero-sum game agreement, rendering the arrangement with President Trump a Win-Win situation.
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Scientists Might Have Just Found Where Cannabis Originally Came From
PETER DOCKRILL
It's long been known that cannabis plants are indigenous to Central Asia, but a new study provides a fresh focus on where exactly this genus may have first evolved millions of years ago.
Documents dating back to the middle ages show humans have been hypothesising about the geographical origins of cannabis for over a thousand years now, with the famed Arab polymath Ibn Wahshiyya suggesting India or perhaps China as far back as 930 CE.
But the rarity of print fossils (impressions of leaves made on other objects) in the historical record has made it difficult for the research community to identify anything more specific than Central Asia, even with the booming popularity of cannabis currently ongoing in many fields of academic and scientific enquiry.
"Despite a voluminous literature emerging in the last three decades, the classification of cannabis and its centre of origin remains under debate," a team led by first author and medical researcher John McPartland from the University of Vermont explains in a new paper.
To overcome the lack of print fossils, scientists turned to pollen from plants of the Cannabis genus; these pollens were first studied since the 1930s to help trace out the plant's long history.
Numerous fossil pollen studies have been conducted in the decades since, helping to identify ancient records of the plant across Asia and elsewhere, including noting where it thrives best.
"Cannabis flourishes in steppe – an open, treeless habitat," the researchers write.
In the new study, McPartland and his team sifted through 155 existing fossil pollen studies centred on Asia. One of the difficulties with the data is that many of those studies lump Cannabis pollen grains with those from plants of the Humulus genus. They look similar, given both plants diverged from one another about 28 million years ago.
To get around the identification issues, the researchers used a statistical technique that involves 'ecological proxies', in which they probabilistically differentiated the pollens based on other plants common in the region, including ones belonging to the Artemisia genus.
On the evidence we have, the results suggest what is the most likely geographical origin of cannabis – even if it's a hypothesis that might be impossible to ever prove.
"We bridged the temporal gap between the divergence date and the oldest pollen by mapping the earliest appearance of Artemisia," the team writes.
"These data converge on the northeastern Tibetan Plateau, which we deduce as the cannabis centre of origin, in the general vicinity of Qinghai Lake."
After that, the team thinks cannabis spread westwards – reaching Russia and Europe by about 6 million years ago – and to the east, making it to eastern China by 1.2 million years ago.
This spread made various Cannabis plants readily available for cultivation to humans all over Eurasia. And it's no wonder we quickly caught on to hemp's various properties - from mind-altering drug to fibres for rope and clothing.
The findings are reported in Vegetation History and Archaeobotany.


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Igor Bareš (* 15. dubna 1966 Olomouc) je český herec.

Život
Po maturitě na střední zemědělské škole studoval na brněnské JAMU. Během studia herectví hostoval v Divadle bratří Mrštíků, kde také po absolutoriu školy v roce 1989 získal své první angažmá. O dva roky později přešel do činohry Mahenova divadla a stal se tak v letech 1991–2002 členem Národního divadla v Brně. Od roku 2002 byl ve svobodném povolání, v roce 2005 se stal členem činohry Národního divadla. Stálé angažmá v Národním divadle mu bylo ukončeno 31. 7. 2016. Stále však v ND hostuje, a to ve Stavovském divadle v komedii Audience u královny. Od roku 2015 je v angažmá Divadla na Vinohradech.

V roce 1997 byl nominován na Cenu Thálie za roli Raskolnikova v inscenaci Zločin a trest a za roli Hamleta na Cenu Alfréda Radoka.

Kromě své práce v divadle účinkuje také v rozhlase a působí i v dabingu.

Divadelní role, výběr
 2012 Eugene Ionesco: Nosorožec, Jean, Nová scéna ND, režie Gábor Tompa
 2015 Alexej Peškov (Maxim Gorkij): Sluníčkáři (Děti slunce), Pavel Protasov, Divadlo na Vinohradech, režie Juraj Deák
 2016 Henrik Ibsen: Nepřítel lidu, MUDr. Tomáš Stockmann, Divadlo na Vinohradech, režie Juraj Deák
 2016 William Shakespeare: Romeo a Julie, Otec Lorenzo, Divadlo na Vinohradech, režie Juraj Deák

Filmografie (výběr)
 1993 Kruté proměny
 1993 Zobani
 1997 Četnické humoresky – TV seriál, část Grunt
 2002 Výlet
 2005 Sluneční stát
 2004 Pojišťovna štěstí (TV seriál)
 2003 Pátek čtrnáctého
 2006 Hezké chvilky bez záruky
 2006 Horákovi (TV seriál)
 2007 Hraběnky (TV seriál)
 2009 Muži v říji
 2009 Dům U Zlatého úsvitu (TV film)
 2009 Vyprávěj (TV seriál)
 2011  Bastardi 2
 2012  Bastardi 3
 2013 Sanitka 2 (TV seriál)
 2013 České století (TV seriál)
 2014 Případy 1. oddělení (TV seriál)
 2014 Fair Play
 2014 Život a doba soudce A. K. (TV seriál)
 2015 Americké dopisy (TV film)
 2016 Lída Baarová
 2016 Pět mrtvých psů (TV minisérie)
 2016 Anthropoid
 2016 Prázdniny v Provence
 2018 Vzteklina (seriál)
 2019 Lajna (seriál)
 2019 Léto s gentlemanem
 2020 Šarlatán
 2020 Casting na lásku
 2020 Poldové a nemluvně (TV seriál)
 2020 Zrádci (TV seriál)
 2021 Hlava Medúzy (TV seriál)
 2021 Osada (TV seriál)
 2021 Jako letní sníh
 2021 Promlčeno
 2022  Bastardi 4: Reparát

Rozhlasové role

 2013 William Shakespeare: Julius Caesar. Přeložil, pro Český rozhlas upravil a režii má Jiří Josek. Dramaturg Hynek Pekárek. Hudba Milan Svoboda. Osoby a obsazení: Trebonius (Michal Pavlata), Decius (Jaromír Meduna), Julius Caesar (Alois Švehlík), Casca (Pavel Nečas), Calpurnia, Caesarova manželka (Apolena Veldová), Marcus Antonius (Igor Bareš), Marcus Brutus (Radek Valenta), Cassius (Ivan Řezáč), Lucius (Martin Sucharda), Porcia, Brutova manželka (Lucie Štěpánková), věštec (Stanislav Oubram), Artemidorus (Ilja Racek), Caesarův sluha (Miroslav Hruška), Antoniův sluha (Michal Slaný) a další. (101 min)
 Spolu s Ivanou Valešovou, Františkem Derflerem a Josefem Veselým provázel Igor Bareš rozhlasovým seriálem Toulky českou minulostí – podílel se na 700 dílech. Nakladatelstvím Radioservis byly CD s tímto titulem oceněny v roce 2016 Zlatou deskou.
 Stal se Mistrem slova ve stejnojmenné edici, načetl audioknihu Konečná diagnóza. Naše nejlepší herecké hlasy, které jsou nám tak blízké, namlouvají své oblíbené knihy a významná literární díla, která je oslovila, ovlivnila a k nimž se třeba i rádi vracejí. Načetl také audioknihu Zlomené srdce, audioknihu Ztracený (2019, Audiotéka), audioknihu Žena mého života (Audiotéka, 2020) a titul Nikdo není doma (Audiotéka, 2020).
 2019 Neil Simon: Apartmá v hotelu Plaza, třídílné rozhlasové zpracování (1. díl: Host z lepších kruhů, 2. díl: Host z Hollywoodu, 3. díl: Svatební hosté), Překlad: Ivo T. Havlů, hudba: Kryštof Marek, dramaturg: Martin Velíšek, režie: Dimitrij Dudík, premiéra: 29. 12. 2019, hrají: Bára Hrzánová, Igor Bareš, Jan Battěk, Andrea Elsnerová, Lucie Pernetová, Michal Dlouhý, Zuzana Slavíková, Marek Holý, Václav Kopta.
 2020 – Alois Jirásek: Lucerna (Mušketýr)
 2021 Daniel Defoe: Deník morového roku, Český rozhlas, patnáctidílná četba na pokračování. Z překladu Františka Fröhlicha pro rozhlas upravila Alena Heroutová, v režii Vlada Ruska četl Igor Bareš.

Odkazy

Reference

Literatura
 FIKEJZ, Miloš. Český film : herci a herečky. I. díl : A–K. 1. vydání (dotisk). Praha : Libri, 2009. 750 s. . S. 39.
 Postavy brněnského jeviště : umělci Národního, Zemského, Státního a Národního divadla v Brně : Český divadelní slovník. III, 1884–1994 / uspoř. a red. Eugenie Dufková, Bořivoj Srba. Brno : Národní divadlo, 1994. 791 s. S. 539–541.

Externí odkazy

 Igor Bareš na Dabingforum.cz
 Igor Bareš na stránkách Národního divadla
 Stránky Televize.cz
 Igor Bareš – video z cyklu České televize 13. komnata

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The Rocky Mountain Ranger District of the Helena-Lewis and Clark National Forest released its final decision for the Elk Smith Project late last week. The release of this decision starts a 45-day objection period before implementation work can begin.
The 10,331-acre Elk Smith Project was a result of a landscape level assessment of the southern portion of the Rocky Mountain Ranger District. In 1988, the Canyon Creek Fire caused high severity burns and associated impacts to the Elk and Smith creeks area. Consequently, continuous stands of lodgepole pine regeneration and heavy loadings of large fuels are present. The analysis determined the Elk and Smith creek areas as high priorities for vegetation treatments through the use of prescribed fire.
Although a majority of the project is within inventoried roadless area, the roads that are accessible lead to homes, campgrounds, and recreation spots, which are all considered wildland urban interface. Treatment activities involve hand-slashing of small conifers (up to 16 feet tall) and/or prescribed burning (broadcast and jackpot) across 15 units within the project area. Proposed activities would reduce fuel loading, which will increase the potential to effectively manage, especially relative to personnel safety and financial costs, potential future wildfire within the project area and on lands immediately to the west of the project area.
Increase flexibility to allow lightning-caused wildfire to play its natural role in adjacent lands and the nearby designated Scapegoat Wilderness.
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Hype video highlights Texas Tech WR Jakeem Grant
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One name to watch next month at the NFL Scouting Combine will be former Texas Tech wide receiver Jakeem Grant who, despite being smaller than almost all NFL receivers at 5-foot-7, 168 pounds, could still turn a lot of heads.
Sure enough, a video of Grant's highlights was produced to entice scouts to take a further look at him. Check it out!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WxZoXz8FYsg
Grant, despite his size, was a three-star recruit out of the Dallas area and put up great numbers in Lubbock. He reeled in 254 catches for 3,286 yards for 27 touchdowns while also being a force on special teams, returning 87 kickoffs for 2,169 yards and four touchdowns.
Needless to say, with a strong combine performance, Grant could easily find himself selected not necessarily on Day 1 of the upcoming NFL Draft, but definitely Day 2 or 3.
Stay tuned to Campus Sports for further updates from Grant's path to the pros!
Penn State de-commit Michael Dwumfour commits to Michigan
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Meet the Women of Distinction Nominees
Thank you for joining us at Change Makers to celebrate the women who impact change and inspire action, locally and globally. You can read more about the 2021 Women of Distinction Winners here.
Alison Brewster – dedicated, resilient & generous
"When you hear the future is female is you think of Alison. Alison has had a lasting impact on the women and girls in the community by being a strong female role model. Alison is a successful and notable female business owner in a predominantly male-centric industry. She wholeheartedly believes and exemplifies that women are equal and fully capable. Alison has empowered the women in her life and the next generation of women to create a space for young women to realize their potential."
Nominated for: Community Champion
Carley Evans – dedicated, dependable & positive
"Carley inspires me by continuously learning and sharing her knowledge with those around her. Carley started a program called Performance Team at Canmore Illusions Gymnastics Club where girls (ages 9-15) who have outgrown the recreational program can still participate in gymnastics and perform their skills at local fun meets. Youth sport and recreation depends on strong leaders and coaches like Carley. She supports her athletes and their parents by giving freely of herself and her time to keep them engaged and enjoying sport."
Nominated for: Young Women's Leadership
Cindy Heisler – resolute, dedicated & resourceful
"Cindy runs the Bow Valley Home Finder. Beyond being a relatively sizeable social media asset and useful tool, she does a lot of one-on-one work with tenants having particularly hard times. In a housing market as hard as the one we have, it can be nice to feel like you at least have Cindy stumping for you."
Holly Wilkinson – dedicated, passionate & engaged
"Holly is a passionate and engaged volunteer, serving as treasurer and sharing her knowledge of financial assistance and taxes to Bow Valley organizations like Banff Minor Hockey and Banff Elementary School Council."
Jane Park – inclusive, influential leader & a trailblazer
"Jane's work has had a lasting impact on the lives of women and girls by providing a source of inspiration. When women and members of the BIPOC community, see people like themselves such as Jane represented on Fire Crews within Parks Canada – it shows them that this is possibility for anyone including themselves."
Karen Antrobus – tenacious, diligent & innovative
"Karen is an institution builder and a passionate advocate for the environment, arts and creativity and community resilience. She is a partnership builder, and has unleashed her super powers on many community projects over her years as a Bow Valley resident."
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Kate Middleton and Prince William sparkle in new photo with New Year's message
The Duke and Duchess of Cambridge are all sparkles — and smiles — in a new photo marking the start of 2022.
The photo, which appears to have been taken the night of the James Bond movie "No Time to Die" premiere at London's Royal Albert Hall in September, shows the couple cozying up in the backseat of a car holding hands. The duchess is leaning into husband, Prince William, and both bear beaming smiles.
"Wishing everyone a Happy New Year," the caption reads alongside a fireworks emoji.
The snapshot is a rare glimpse into the more casual, playful side of the Cambridges and their relationship together outside their working roles as royals.
At the premiere, the former Kate Middleton, who turns 40 in January, stunned in a sequined gold Jenny Packham gown that was embellished with a long, flowing cape, according to Elle, while Prince William opted for a sleek velvet tuxedo jacket.
The Duke and Duchess walked the red carpet with William's father, Prince Charles, and Charles' wife, Camilla, Duchess of Cornwall, at the star-studded event that had been delayed because of the coronavirus pandemic.
It's not the first time this month the royals have given the world a peek behind the palace curtains.
The duchess revealed her ear for music for the first time on television during a Christmas Eve concert, where she was joined by Scottish singer Tom Walker for a special performance during the "Royal Carols: Together at Christmas" ITV special.
Performed at Westminster Abbey, the duo produced the singer's holiday song, "For Those Who Can't Be Here" with Walker on guitar and vocals and the duchess herself playing the piano.


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Home > List of families > Hyacinthaceae > Bowiea > volubilis
Bowiea volubilis Harv. ex Hook. f.
Photo: Rob Burrett
Kopje at the The Farmhouse, Matopos
Detailed records: Display species records QDS maps by: Google Maps Point records by Google Maps
Synonyms: Bowiea kilimandscharica Mildbr.
Common names: Ugibeleliweni (Ndebele)
Frequency: Occasional
Perennial bulbous herb with annual, leafless scrambling or twining stems up to 3 m long. Bulbs often near or at the surface of the soil, green, up to 15 cm in diameter, somewhat depressed. Stems much-branched, leafless, green and fleshy, scrambling or twining up to 3 m long. Leaves very few, basal, filiform, soon falling. Flowers 16-24 mm in diameter, yellowish green, tepals often reflexed. Capsule c. 2.5 cm long, brownish.
Derivation of specific name: volubilis: twining, enveloping
Habitat: On rocky slopes and in open rocky woodland.
Altitude range: (metres)
Worldwide distribution: Angola, Namibia, Uganda, Kenya, Tanzania, Malawi, Mozambique, Zimbabwe, Eswatini and South Africa.
Zimbabwe distribution: N,W,C,E,S
Images last updated: Wednesday 1 February 2012
Chapano, C. & Mamuto, M. (2003). Plants of the Chimanimani District National Herbarium and Botanic Garden, Zimbabwe Page 10.
Chapano, C. & Mugarisanwa, N.H. (2003). Plants of the Matobo District National Herbarium and Botanic Garden, Zimbabwe Page 6.
Fabian, A. & Germishuizen, G. (1997). Wild Flowers of Northern South Africa. Fernwood Press, Vlaeburg. Pages 54 - 55. (Includes a picture).
Pooley, E. (1998). A Field Guide to the Wild Flowers of KwaZulu-Natal and the Eastern Region. Natal Flora Publications Trust. Durban. Pages 508 - 509. (Includes a picture).
Stedje, B. (1996). Hyacinthaceae Flora of Tropical East Africa Pages 28 - 30. (Includes a picture).
Other sources of information about Bowiea volubilis:
Flora of Malawi: Bowiea volubilis
Flora of Mozambique: Bowiea volubilis
Flora of Zimbabwe: cultivated Bowiea volubilis
African Plants: A Photo Guide (Senckenberg): Bowiea volubilis
African Plant Database: Bowiea volubilis
BHL (Biodiversity Heritage Library): Bowiea volubilis
EOL (Encyclopedia of Life): Bowiea volubilis
ePIC (electronic Plant Information Center): Bowiea volubilis
Flora Zambesiaca web site: Bowiea volubilis
GBIF (Global Biodiversity Information Facility): Bowiea volubilis
GRIN (Germplasm Resources Information Network): Bowiea volubilis
iNaturalist: Bowiea volubilis
IPNI (International Plant Names Index): Bowiea volubilis
JSTOR Plant Science: Bowiea volubilis
Kew Herbarium catalogue: Bowiea volubilis
Kew Monocotyledon checklist: Bowiea volubilis
Mansfeld World Database of Agricultural and Horticultural Crops: Bowiea volubilis
Plants of the World Online: Bowiea volubilis
Tropicos: Bowiea volubilis
Wikipedia: Bowiea volubilis
Hyde, M.A., Wursten, B.T., Ballings, P. & Coates Palgrave, M. (2023). Flora of Zimbabwe: Species information: Bowiea volubilis.
https://www.zimbabweflora.co.zw/speciesdata/species.php?species_id=114160, retrieved 27 January 2023
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The people of 'Cancer Alley' are fighting back
In Claims, Human Interest, Illnesses, Important Articles, Legal, Main, Regulation, Response, Safety
Suddenly, chemical plants in Louisiana were in the news last week. That's understandable — two explosions on back-to-back days in Geismar and Donaldsonville in the very heart of "Cancer Alley" not only killed three people and sent others to the hospital but made for dramatic television, as smoke billowed into the bayou air as if set off by a massive bomb (and there was a...
"Cancer Alley" is on fire — where were the watchmen?
In Human Interest, Important Articles, Main, Regulation, Response, Safety
It was a terrible week on Louisiana's "Cancer Alley." This narrow strip of the bayou country between New Orleans and Baton Rouge is home to more chemical plants and refineries than just about any area in the world, let alone the United States. Over the decades, these plants have been a source of both jobs and income for a state in desperate need of both. But as the nickname...
Something stinks at the end of La.'s "Cancer Alley"
In Human Interest, Main, Regulation, Safety
Louisiana is a state of contradiction — earning its official nickname of "Sportsman's Paradise" with shimmering waters and miles of vibrant swampland, yet often in the shadow of so many strench-emitting oil and chemical plants, more per square mile than anywhere else in the world, that it gains the alternate nickname of "Cancer Alley." Sadly, it's not...


Thirty minutes are all you need for this effective yoga workout, which condenses all the essential aspects of yoga into a handy half-hour regimen aimed at strengthening and toning the abs, lower back, upper arms and gluteus. The workout also teaches core awareness, offers numerous stretching tips and makes novel use of free weights. As a soothing bonus, the workout is filmed in gorgeous Punta Mita, Mexico.


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Q: Port forwarding while connected to Ethernet I have port forwarding working when connected with wifi ( wlan0 ):

$ nmap -p 25565 -Pn <my external static ip>

Host is up (0.0090s latency).

PORT      STATE SERVICE
25565/tcp open  minecraft

But when eth0 is on, port forwarding for wlan0 stops working:

$ nmap -p 25565 -Pn <my external static ip>

Host is up.

PORT      STATE     SERVICE
25565/tcp filtered  minecraft

I have only one port forwarding rule
ID  Service port    Internal port    IP-Address    Protocol    State
1   25565           25565            192.168.0.100 TCP         on

wlan0 and eth0 have static ips, IPv4.method= manual.
Port 25565 is open in firewalld for both wlan0 and eth0. nmap shows 192.168.0.99:25565 and 192.168.0.100:25565 as open.
Router model is TP-LINK № TL-WR841N/TL-WR841ND. I run Fedora 32 on Raspberry Pi 4.
My aim is to connect the server with Ethernet instead of wifi.
I also tried to create second forwarding rule for 192.168.0.99, turn rules on&off, reboot everything, but eth0 is always filtered and wlan0 is only available when eth0 is off.
Is it a router issue?

A: It was definitely a router software issue.
Ethernet port forwarding works with another router.

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Q: How to Remove StartStop trait from the device model complete noob here. I got the assistant sdk running on a rasp pi 3+ (woot!). Everything is running swell, I can trigger some routines configured in my google home app/profile. One of them being to play the "news" / podcasts. While it is playing back though, i cannot get the assistant to stop playback. I try saying "Ok Google, stop" or stop playback and it acknowledges but the podcast keeps playing.
On this site (which I used for the whole setup)
https://developers.google.com/assistant/sdk/guides/library/troubleshooting#podcast_and_news_playback_issues
It says:
Podcast and news playback issues
The Assistant does not follow playback commands (for example, pausing or stopping a podcast).
This is an issue if you have the StartStop or OnOff trait enabled for a given device model. Remove this trait from the device model and playback commands will work.

I hoping this is what I need to do but I don't know how to actually do this. How do I remove the StartStop or OnOff trait?
Any help would be great! Thanks

A: You can register actions for your device. When setting up your device model, you can configure the types of actions that you want to run. From there, you can disable certain traits like StartStop.


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Q: What does "by spring 2013" imply?
Possible Duplicate:
Does "notified by [date]" include the end date?
"I will do it by Monday". Does it mean before the beginning or before the end of Monday?

If something has to be finished "by spring 2013," how long do I have?
Does this imply the beginning, or the end of spring?

A: The answer to your question is that it implies nothing and neither.
You cannot know for sure without getting explicit confirmation. People will twist things to their own advantage each and every time.  The only prudent course is to assume the worst case.
If I expect something to be done by next week, then when next week rolls around, it had best be done already. That means by the start of the week.  However, the person whom I've directed to do it will naturally want to dillydally and delay until the end of the week.  No joy will be found here on either side.
Don't guess: get it in writing, and get it in UTC.  For example, next year's vernal equinox occurs on March 20th of 2013 at 11:02 UTC.  That is an exact time.  Find out if that is when they expect it done.  If they say no, make them tell you when.  Exactly when.

A: It could mean either, but generally the 'by' is taken to mean 'by the start of'
Of course the correct solution is to ask for whoever gave you that timescale to be more precise :-)

A: It depends a lot on what the context is.  I think the other two answerers are right in suggesting that you need to ask more specifically what this means.
If the context is something in a university, then "by spring 2013" normally means

by the end of the spring semester.

which often means

by the last day of class.

But usually in all such cases, either (a) there isn't a hard deadline, or (b) it's specified more clearly elsewhere.

A: My authors present me with the problem quite frequently. There are on basic ways of saying this:

"Can you finish this by Friday?
  "Can you finish this before Friday?
  "Can you finish this on Friday?
  "Can you finish this no later than 5 p.m. on Friday?

I usually assume that the first two mean the same thing: no later than 2400 hours on Thursday, but, if I'm swamped with work and late, I'll rationalize that the first gives me until 2400 hours on Friday, and that the third and fourth really do mean Friday.

A: That would imply neither. The sentence by itself sounds ambiguous and can imply the start, end, or some time the middle of the spring. Here at school, our professors usually tell us by Friday midnight or by Friday before 12:00 AM, which means that any submission after 12:00 AM will not be accepted.


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Our Favorite Cosplay From NYC's Black Comic Book Festival
Outside the Schomburg Center, Jandora poses as anime character Sailor Moon.
Peter Rubin
At the seventh annual iteration of the convention, fans paid homage to favorites from Sailor Moon to Coming to America's Prince Akeem.
As comic book and pop-culture conventions have swelled to superheroic dimensions, so too have conversations about genre fiction and fandom. Whose stories get told, who tells them, and how we identify with them are long-overdue questions that are finally being asked and answered in public ways—and this past weekend in New York, the Seventh Annual Black Comic Book Festival celebrated those questions, and interrogated the answers. The annual event, hosted by the Schomburg Center for Research in Black Culture, featured two days of panels, screenings, and book signings, as well as the wall-to-wall cosplay that's become a staple at any fan convention. For photographer Dee Williams, it was an event too perfect not to shoot. "The main purpose of my work is to highlight and tell the stories of marginalized groups, specifically those of the African diaspora," she says. "So photographing the festival aligned perfectly with my personal photography goals."
The Brooklyn-based Williams kept her setup simple when shooting attendees outside the event—a Sony A7 and a Canon 5D Mark III, both with prime lenses—and her curiosity undisguised. "I'm not embarrassed at all to say I had absolutely no clue what some people were dressed as," she says, "but everyone was so kind, and I didn't feel any negativity toward my lack of knowledge." (She got into comics and anime a couple of years ago, but points to her younger brother as the real expert.)
And while the cosplay stretched across cultures—attendees came styled as Sailor Moon, Kayako Saeki from The Grudge, Coming to America's Prince Akeem, and all manner of superheros—Williams says that there was no mistaking how more inclusive storytelling has changed the feeling among fans. "A lot of people didn't grow up seeing too many comic book characters or superheroes that weren't white," she says. "The young kids got to see Black Panther and Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse in the same year! That is remarkable representation for Black and Latino kids."
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module Series (digits, slices, largestProduct) where
import Data.Char (digitToInt)
import Data.List (tails)

digits :: Integral a => String -> [a]
digits = map $ fromIntegral . digitToInt

slices :: Integral a => Int -> String -> [[a]]
slices n = go . digits
  where go xs = map (take n) $ take (length xs - pred n) (tails xs)

largestProduct :: Integral a => Int -> String -> a
largestProduct n text = case map product (slices n text) of
  []       -> 1
  products -> maximum products