In August 2013, The Sun's Republic of Ireland edition replaced topless Page 3 girls with clothed glamour models. Its UK editions followed suit in January 2015, discontinuing Page 3 after more than 44 years. The Daily Star became the last print daily to drop topless photographs, moving to a clothed glamour format in April 2019. This ended the Page 3 convention in Britain's mainstream tabloid press. As of 2022, the only British tabloid still publishing topless models is the niche Sunday Sport. Only old geezers buy it anymore. Others prefer peering down the bottomless pit.
ellauri214.html on line 243: It was during the reign of Myrina that the Amazons encountered another race of female warriors known as the Gorgons. The Amazons and their defeated neighbors, the Atlanteans, were at peace with each other, but Atlantis was raided repeatedly by the Gorgons, who lived nearby. In Greek myth, the Gorgons were monsters with snakes instead of hair and faces so fearsome that looking directly at them could turn a mortal into stone. Diodorus scoffed at these stories of monsters and claimed that, like the Amazons, the Gorgons were nothing more than fierce tribal women who were skilled in warfare. Myrina’s large army went to the aid of Atlantis and defeated the Gorgons, capturing more than 3,000 Gorgon warriors. The captive Gorgons began a rebellion but were put down by the Amazons, who killed every remaining prisoner.
ellauri216.html on line 324: According to a 2010 survey, there are a total of 36,700 villages in Russia with fewer than 10 inhabitants. Traditionally Russia’s agricultural land was subdivided into a patchwork of villages and fields, interspersed by forest and marsh. Now the villages are deserted and crumbling: the state closes them down, often on a whim, and young people leave to find work elsewhere. Matilda Moreton tells the tragic story based on fieldwork in the Russian North.
ellauri219.html on line 200: Horny and Lenny had a tumultuous relationship. Many serious domestic incidents occurred between them, usually the result of serious drug use. His greatest fear was getting his act down pat. On this night, he rose to every chance stimulus, every interruption and noise and distraction, with a mad volleying of mental images that suggested the fantastic riches of Charlie Parker's horn. Like the Bird's, his show got gradually only worse.
ellauri219.html on line 304: “But I’m not putting him down. He was a wonderful actor and we were good friends – although we became better friends when we finished shooting. He really wanted to feel that he was in control, though actually it was me who was his boss." Tony oli Roogeria 2v vanhempi. Rooger eli 5v vanhemmaxi.
ellauri219.html on line 449: A disciple of Sir Mahatavara Babaji (No.27), Sir Lahiri Mahasaya learned the discipline of Kriya Yoga in 1861, and subsequently passed the teachings down to Sir Yukteswar Girl (No.1), who in turn, passed them on to Sir Paramahansa Yogananda (No.33), of whom Mahasaya said, “As a spiritual engine, he will carry many souls to God’s Kingdom.”
ellauri219.html on line 639: Meanwhile Carole's plan seems to work and Michael asks to marry her. She agrees and they settle on marrying within the week. She moves in but Michael finds fidelity impossible. When a second "fiancee" arrives, she knows the worst. Simultaneously, a woman parachutes into Michael's open-top sports car and he ends up sleeping with her, also meeting other conquests at the bar. This takes place at a small country hotel, where all parties materialise in the format of a typical French farce. Some are checked in, but most just appear. This includes Carole's parents who wander the corridors, causing Michael to jump from room to room. A rumour has also started locally that an orgy is taking place so side characters such as the petrol station attendant also start to appear. Carole appears and wishes to see Michael's room. As they speak, all the other participants chase each other around in the background. Fassbinder's wife tracks him down.
ellauri219.html on line 828: I think a lot of the bias toward Americans also comes from our historical tendency to inflate the wonders of American life to oversized proportions out of sync with reality. Some of this comes from having been put down so frequently, a class-based psychological issue deep-rooted in American life, probably related to so many of us having come from poor immigrant families. We puff up the wonders of American life to compensate for having come from the bottom rungs of society in other countries. We’re not the only culture that does this.
ellauri219.html on line 975: Underworld (also released as Paying the Penalty) is a 1927 American silent crime film directed by Josef von Sternberg and starring Clive Brook, Evelyn Brent and George Bankrupt. The film launched Sternberg's eight-year collaboration with Paramount Pictures, with whom he would produce his seven films with actress Marlene Dietrich. Journalist and screenwriter Ben Hecht won an Academy Award for Best Original Story. Time felt the film was realistic in some parts, but disliked the Hollywood cliché of turning an evil character's heart to gold at the end. Filmmaker and surrealist Luis Buñuel named Underworld as his all time favorite film. Critic Andrew Sarris cautions that Underworld does not qualify as "the first gangster film" as Sternberg "showed little interest in the purely gangsterish aspects of the genre" nor the "mechanics of mob power." Film critic Dave Kehr, on the other hand, writing for the Chicago Reader in 2014, rates Underworld as one of the great gangster films of the silent era. "The film established the fundamental elements of the gangster movie: a hoodlum hero; ominous, night-shrouded city streets; floozies; and a blazing finale in which the cops cut down the protagonist."
ellauri219.html on line 1028: As men and women, we are collaborators in creation. Love, in fact, is the agent of universal synthesis. The most satisfying thing is to have been able to give a large (ca. 6") part of yourself to others. Driven by the forces of love, the fragments of the world seek each other so that further fragments can come into being. Love alone is capable of uniting living beings by way of joining them by what goes deeper than you would expect (17cm jos olet taitava). Love is an adventure and a conquest. Everything that goes up must come down. Die Liebe is die universellste und die geheimnisvollste der komischen Energien. Seul le fantastique a des chances d'être vrai. Kaikki on vaan suurta sattumaa.
ellauri220.html on line 523: "Goddamn Mongorianzh! Shtop breaking down my shitty warr!"

ellauri221.html on line 71: The club was founded in 1762 by William Petty Fitzmaurice, then-Earl of Shelburne, who would later become Marquess of Lansdowne and then Prime Minister from 1782-1783. The club’s initial location was on Pall Mall, a street in the Westminster area of central London, before moving to its current location on St. James’s Street in 1782, a street adjoining Pall Mall.
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ellauri222.html on line 70: Bellow’s bad temper in the late ’60s was by no means directed exclusively at would-be biographers, radical students and aggrieved wives. Bellow had so many targets to attack, whether insulting them face to face or in blistering letters or put-downs circulated through intermediaries. One of his favorite one-liners ran: “Let’s you and him fight.” The most salient recipients of Bellow’s bad temper in this biography were his three sons, each from a different mother — the oldest 21 when this volume starts, the youngest just 1 year old and about to be abandoned after yet another divorce.
ellauri222.html on line 96: Wolpe, the leader of Sinai Temple of Los Angeles, recently sat down with Dr. Greg Bellow, 69, the oldest of Saul Bellow’s four children, to discuss the topic of Greg’s new book, Saul Bellow’s Heart: A Son’s Memoir, before an audience of some 200 mature koprophiles at Temple Emanuel of Beverly Hills, Calif.
ellauri222.html on line 125: In his Op-Ed about the Zulu Tolstoy, Bellow made much of his academic training in anthropology. After leaving Northwestern, he did become a graduate student in anthropology at the University of Wisconsin. But he completed just one course before dropping out and returning to Chicago, where he married a woman, Anita Goshkin, who was studying for a master’s degree in social work, and began his career as a fiction writer and itinerant college teacher. His first job was at Pestalozzi-Froebel Teachers College, on South Michigan Avenue, in downtown Chicago.
ellauri222.html on line 169: At Bard, Bellow became close friends with a literature professor named Jack Ludwig. As Leader describes him, Ludwig was an oversized personality, a big man, extravagant, a shameless purveyor of bad Yiddish, and an operator. Ludwig idolized Bellow; people who knew them said that Ludwig wanted to be Bellow. He flattered Bellow, went for long walks with him, started up a literary journal with him, and generally insinuated himself into Bellow’s life. Bellow accepted the proffer of adulatory attentiveness. The couples (Ludwig was married) socialized together. This was the period when Bellow wrote “Seize the Day,” which Partisan Review published in a single issue, in 1956, after The New Yorker turned it down, and “Henderson the Rain King,” published in 1959, a novel whose hero was based on a neighbor of the Bellows in upstate New York.
ellauri222.html on line 179: I have just given you the back story and the dramatis personae of “Herzog.” “Herzog” is a novel about a forty-seven-year-old man having a nervous breakdown after learning that his much younger wife, who has left him abruptly, had been cheating on him with his closest friend. The man seeks succor in the arms of a loving, patient, and understanding woman. There is at least one respect in which the novel is not based on real life: Bellow didn’t have a nervous breakdown. He wrote “Herzog” instead.
ellauri222.html on line 211: But “Ravelstein” is a revenge novel, too. It’s not really about Ravelstein/Bloom. It’s about the narrator, a writer named Chick, who has been treated cruelly by his wife, Vela, a beautiful and brilliant physicist—a wicked caricature of Bellow’s fourth wife, the mathematician Alexandra Ionescu Tulcea. There are also a couple of drive-by take-downs along the way—of Mircea Eliade, a historian of religion at Chicago rumored to have been involved in the fascist Romanian Iron Guard, and of the owner of a restaurant on St. Martin, in the Caribbean, where Bellow contracted a case of food poisoning that nearly killed him. He brings them into the story just to skewer them.
ellauri222.html on line 249: Saul had women stashed all over town. His self‑justification: his career as an artist entitled him to let people down with impunity. He was married five times in all and infidelity was an issue throughout. Towards the end of his life, Saul asked his son rather charmingly, "Was I a man or a jerk?". It was the right question, and an easy one to answer: A jerk.
ellauri222.html on line 415: Anna Coblin is Mama’s cousin. Augie goes to live with her family so he can help them deliver newspapers. Hyman Coblin is a steady man who enjoys going to burlesque shows downtown. He is generous with Augie. Anna, a big, emotional woman with spiraling reddish hair, dotes on Augie and hopes he will marry their daughter Freidl one day. They also have a son, Howard, who was in the war in Nicaragua.
ellauri222.html on line 795: Though in some ways separated from American society, Bellow's protagonists also strongly connect their identity with America. Augie begins his adventures by claiming, "I am an American, Chicago born—Chicago, that somber city." Almost all of Bellow's novels take place in an American city, most often Chicago or New York. Through his depiction of urban reality, Bellow anchors his novels in the actual world, and he uses the city as his central metaphor for contemporary materialism. Although recognizing the importance of history and memory, Bellow's novels maintain a constant engagement with the present moment. His characters move in the real world, confronting sensuous images of urban chaos and clutter that often threaten to overwhelm them. Looking down on the Hudson River, Tommy Wilhelm sees "tugs with matted beards of cordage" and "the red bones of new apartments rising on the bluffs." Sammler denounces contemporary New Yorkers for the "free ways of barbarism" that they practice beneath the guise of "civilized order, property rights [and] refined technological organization." In Humboldt's Gift, which is replete with images of cannibalism and vampirism, Charlie Citrone sees Von Trenck, the source of his material success, as "the blood-scent that attracted the sharks of Chicago." Acknowledging the influence of the city on his fiction, Bellow himself has remarked, "I don't know how I could possibly separate my knowledge of life such as it is, from the city. I could no more tell you how deeply it's gotten into my bones than the lady who paints radium dials in the clock factory can tell you." However, although the city serves to identify the deterministic social pressures that threaten to destroy civilization, Bellow's heroes refuse to become its victims and instead draw on their latent nondeterministic resources of vitality to reassert their uniquely American belief in individual freedom, as well as their faith in the possibility of community.
ellauri222.html on line 1042: "We do not wish to make you suffer, Ware," he said, when they came to the door of Henry´s prison lodge, "until we decide what we are to do with you, and before then much water must flow down Ohezuhyeandawa (The Ohio)."
ellauri222.html on line 1055: They will be more next year than they are now," resumed Timmendiquas, "if we do not drive them back. Our best hunting grounds are there beyond the Beautiful River, in the land that we call Kain-tuck-ee, and it is there that the smoke from their cabins lies like a threat across the sky. It is there that they continually come in their wagons across the mountains or in the boats down the river."
ellauri222.html on line 1063: Henry looked down the sights straight into the face of the Indian, and beheld Timmendiquas, the great White Lightning of the Wyandots. Timmendiquas saw the flash of recognition on the boy´s face and smiled faintly. "Shoot," he said. "You have won the chance." Conflicting emotions filled the soul of Henry Ware. If he spared Timmendiquas it would cost the border many lives. The Wyandot chief could never be anything but the implacable foe of those who were invading the red man´s hunting grounds. But Henry remembered that this man had saved his life. He had spared him when he was compelled to run the gantlet. The boy could not shoot.
ellauri226.html on line 105: we dropped down the shallow, winding road from
ellauri226.html on line 270: to my mother, go down the elevator by myself, walk up the steps to the main avenue, wait in line with everybody else (all white).
ellauri226.html on line 363: was in a section that was considered extremely dangerous, Roby was quickly sent down to Lincoln Hospital in the South Bronx, because of labor shortages.
ellauri226.html on line 433: It was a downward spiral that many of the white ethnic residents who had called The Bronx home in the 1950s and watched it change for the worse in the 1960s and 70s were quick to blame on the Hispanics and blacks.
ellauri236.html on line 95: “If our president isn’t elected, everyone goes to Brasília,” said Rogério Ramos, 40, owner of an automotive electronics shop, referring to the nation’s capital. “We shut down Congress, just like in ’64.” In 1964, a military coup led to a violent, 21-year dictatorship in Brazil.
ellauri236.html on line 202: In a book like No Orchids one is not, as in the old-style crime story, simply escaping from dull reality into an imaginary world of action. One's escape is essentially into cruelty and sexual perversion. No Orchids is aimed at the power-instinct, which Raffles or the Sherlock Holmes stories are not. At the same time the English attitude towards crime is not so superior to the American as I may have seemed to imply. It too is mixed up with power-worship, and has become more noticeably so in the last twenty years. A writer who is worth examining is Edgar Wallace, especially in such typical books as The Orator and the Mr. J. G. Reeder stories. Wallace was one of the first crime-story writers to break away from the old tradition of the private detective and make his central figure a Scotland Yard official. Sherlock Holmes is an amateur, solving his problems without the help and even, in the earlier stories, against the opposition of the police. Moreover, like Lupin, he is essentially an intellectual, even a scientist. He reasons logically from observed fact, and his intellectuality is constantly contrasted with the routine methods of the police. Wallace objected strongly to this slur, as he considered it, on Scotland Yard, and in several newspaper articles he went out of his way to denounce Holmes by name. His own ideal was the detective-inspector who catches criminals not because he is intellectually brilliant but because he is part of an all-powerful organization. Hence the curious fact that in Wallace's most characteristic stories the ‘clue’ and the ‘deduction’ play no part. The criminal is always defeated by an incredible coincidence, or because in some unexplained manner the police know all about the crime beforehand. The tone of the stories makes it quite clear that Wallace's admiration for the police is pure bully-worship. A Scotland Yard detective is the most powerful kind of being that he can imagine, while the criminal figures in his mind as an outlaw against whom anything is permissible, like the condemned slaves in the Roman arena. His policemen behave much more brutally than British policemen do in real life — they hit people with out provocation, fire revolvers past their ears to terrify them and so on — and some of the stories exhibit a fearful intellectual sadism. (For instance, Wallace likes to arrange things so that the villain is hanged on the same day as the heroine is married.) But it is sadism after the English fashion: that is to say, it is unconscious, there is not overtly any sex in it, and it keeps within the bounds of the law. The British public tolerates a harsh criminal law and gets a kick out of monstrously unfair murder trials: but still that is better, on any account, than tolerating or admiring crime. If one must worship a bully, it is better that he should be a policeman than a gangster. Wallace is still governed to some extent by the concept of ‘not done’. In No Orchids anything is ‘done’ so long as it leads on to power. All the barriers are down, all the motives are out in the open. Chase is a worse symptom than Wallace, to the extent that all-in wrestling is worse than boxing, or Fascism is worse than capitalist democracy.
ellauri236.html on line 204: In borrowing from William Faulkner's Sanctuary, Chase only took the plot; the mental atmosphere of the two books is not similar. Chase really derives from other sources, and this particular bit of borrowing is only symbolic. What it symbolizes is the vulgarization of ideas which is constantly happening, and which probably happens faster in an age of print. Chase has been described as ‘Faulkner for the masses’, but it would be more accurate to describe him as Carlyle for the masses. He is a popular writer — there are many such in America, but they are still rarities in England — who has caught up with what is now fashionable to call ‘realism’, meaning the doctrine that might is right. The growth of ‘realism’ has been the great feature of the intellectual history of our own age. Why this should be so is a complicated question. The interconnexion between sadism, masochism, success-worship, power-worship, nationalism, and totalitarianism is a huge subject whose edges have barely been scratched, and even to mention it is considered somewhat indelicate. To take merely the first example that comes to mind, I believe no one has ever pointed out the sadistic and masochistic element in Bernard Shaw's work, still less suggested that this probably has some connexion with Shaw's admiration for dictators. Fascism is often loosely equated with sadism, but nearly always by people who see nothing wrong in the most slavish worship of Stalin. The truth is, of course, that the countless English intellectuals who kiss the arse of Stalin are not different from the minority who give their allegiance to Hitler or Mussolini, nor from the efficiency experts who preached ‘punch’, ‘drive’, ‘personality’ and ‘learn to be a Tiger man’ in the nineteen-twenties, nor from that older generation of intellectuals, Carlyle, Creasey and the rest of them, who bowed down before German militarism. All of them are worshipping power and successful cruelty. It is important to notice that the cult of power tends to be mixed up with a love of cruelty and wickedness for their own sakes. A tyrant is all the more admired if he happens to be a bloodstained crook as well, and ‘the end justifies the means’ often becomes, in effect, ‘the means justify themselves provided they are dirty enough’. This idea colours the outlook of all sympathizers with totalitarianism, and accounts, for instance, for the positive delight with which many English intellectuals greeted the Nazi-Soviet pact. It was a step only doubtfully useful to the U.S.S.R., but it was entirely unmoral, and for that reason to be admired; the explanations of it, which were numerous and self-contradictory, could come afterwards.
ellauri236.html on line 206: Until recently the characteristic adventure stories of the English-speaking peoples have been stories in which the hero fights against odds. This is true all the way from Robin Hood to Pop-eye the Sailor. Perhaps the basic myth of the Western world is Jack the Giant-killer, but to be brought up to date this should be renamed Jack the Dwarf-killer, and there already exists a considerable literature which teaches, either overtly or implicitly, that one should side with the big man against the little man. Most of what is now written about foreign policy is simply an embroidery on this theme, and for several decades such phrases as ‘Play the game’, ‘Don't hit a man when he's down’ and ‘It's not cricket’ have never failed to draw a snigger from anyone of intellectual pretensions. What is comparatively new is to find the accepted pattern, according to which (a) right is right and wrong is wrong, whoever wins, and (b) weakness must be respected, disappearing from popular literature as well. When I first read D. H. Lawrence's novels, at the age of about twenty, I was puzzled by the fact that there did not seem to be any classification of the characters into ‘good’ and ‘bad’. Lawrence seemed to sympathize with all of them about equally, and this was so unusual as to give me the feeling of having lost my bearings. Today no one would think of looking for heroes and villains in a serious novel, but in lowbrow fiction one still expects to find a sharp distinction between right and wrong and between legality and illegality. The common people, on the whole, are still living in the world of absolute good and evil from which the intellectuals have long since escaped. But the popularity of No Orchids and the American books and magazines to which it is akin shows how rapidly the doctrine of ‘realism’ is gaining ground.
ellauri236.html on line 401: A woman was leaning far out of the window, looking down at the commotion going on in the street below. Eddie could only see her pyjamaed back and legs, and even under the pressure in his pants, he found himself thinking she had a nice shape.
ellauri236.html on line 405: “Are you sure it’s safe to use?” “Yeah. It can stay up all night.” She settled down in the bed. “Can it?” She spoke so softly he scarcely heard what she said, but he did hear. He suddenly grinned. “Well, there’s no law against it, is there? Do you want me to stay?” “Now you’re making me wet,” the girl said and hid her face. “What a question to ask a lady.” "My spaghetti’s going to be world famous in a moment. I promise.”
ellauri236.html on line 423: Eddie looked down. Spaghetti again. No go. For the first time in his life he felt dirty and ashamed of himself.
ellauri236.html on line 431: heels coming down the passage. He put his hand on the pecker. Like a garden hose. Bugger it.
ellauri236.html on line 447: There was a long pause. Ma was pale. She went slowly to her chair and sat down. She looked suddenly old. Eddie flabbed again.
ellauri236.html on line 449: Slim stood at the head of the stairs, listening. He grinned to himself. At last he had shown his power. He had scared them all. From now on, he was going to have his rightful place in the gang. Ma was going to take second place. He looked down the passage at Miss Blandish’s room. It was time he stopped rubbing it on her night after night. He must show her he wasn’t only master of his mother, but master of her too. Dammit, he would stick it right in!
ellauri238.html on line 44: It was brillig, and sleep, gently flowing, Was trickling through my dreaming soul, When the vague form of a vibrant ghost. Arrived to disturb my dreaming, softly. Leaning down to me, pure ivory teeth, And offering me her flickering tongue, Her lips were kissing me, sweet and long, Mouth on mouth, thigh on thigh beneath...
ellauri238.html on line 899: And I return down the slope of the mountain Ja må palaan alas vuoren kylkeä
ellauri240.html on line 103: Nancy steps outside into a bright and foggy morning where all her friends and her mother are still alive. Nancy gets into Glen's convertible to go to school when the green and red striped top suddenly comes down and locks them in as the car drives uncontrollably down the street. Three girls in white dresses playing jump rope are heard chanting Krueger's nursery rhyme as Marge is grabbed by Krueger through the front door window. What a sad compromise! All just so they can keep on making sequels to the film. WTF. I can't stand film directors.
ellauri241.html on line 496: Had Lycius lived to hand his story down, Jos Lycius olisi elänyt jakamaan tarinansa,
ellauri241.html on line 504: And down the passage cast a glow upon the floor. ja pitkin käytävää hehkui lattia.
ellauri241.html on line 621: All down the aisled place; and beneath all Kaikki alas käytävä- ja permantopaikoilta; ja kaiken alla
ellauri241.html on line 896: No hungry generations tread thee down; Ei nälkäiset sukupolvet tallaa sinua;
ellauri241.html on line 965: Stuck his glans a-down those inmost glens,

ellauri241.html on line 1043: Bustling down in the blue balls might be heard.
ellauri241.html on line 1284: Press me so sweetly down here with your rod?

ellauri241.html on line 1296: —I am pain'd down there, Endymion:

ellauri241.html on line 1319: Endymion sat down, and 'gan to ponder

ellauri241.html on line 1448: To some black cloud; thence down I'll madly sweep

ellauri243.html on line 177: 1. Addressing the court 2. BJ 3. Bagpiping 4. Basket lunch 5. Beej 6. Blowie 7. Blowing the love whistle 8. Bobbing for apples 9. Bone-lipping 10. Buccal onanism 11. Brentwood hello 12. Charming the snake 13. Climbing the corporate ladder 14. Cock-gobbling 15. Copping a doodle 16. Courting the gay vote 17. Drinking a slurpee 18. Dropping on it 19. Earning your keep 20. Essin’ the dee 21. Face-frosting 22. Fellatio 23. Fluting 24. French abortion 25. Gator mouth 26. Getting a facial 27. Getting a lewinsky 28. Getting a throat culture 29. Getting to the cream filling 30. Giving cone 31. Giving face 32. Giving head 33. Gobbling pork 34. Going down 35. Gumming the root 36. Punching 37. Giving Big Jim and the twins a bath 38. Giving brain 39. Giving head 40. Gum-rooting 41. Gumming the green bean 42. Head job 43. Honkin’ bobo 44. Huffing bone 45. Hummer 46. Interrogating the prisoner 47. Kneeling at the altar 48. Knob job 49. Larking 50. Laying some lip 51. Licking the lollipop 52. Making mouth music 53. Making the blind see 54. Meeting with Mr. One-Eye 55. Mouth-fucking 56. Mouth-holstering the nightstick 57. Mouth-milking 58. Mouth-to-junk resuscitation 59. Opening wide for Dr. Chunky 60. Oral sodomy 61. Peeling the banana 62. Penilingus 63. Piston job 64. Playing pan’s pipes 65. Playing the pink oboe 66. Playing the skin flute 67. Pole-smoking 68. Polishing the trailer hitch 69. Pricknicking 70. Protein milkshake 71. Receiving holy communion 72. Respecting your superiors 73. Sampling the sausage 74. Scooby-snacking 75. Secretarial duties 76. Singing to the choir 77. Skull-buggery 78. Skull-fucking 79. Slobbin’ the knob 80. Smiling at Mr. Winky 81. Smoking the pink pipe 82. Smoking pole 83. Southern France 84. Speaking into the bonophone 85. Speaking low genitals 86. Spit-shining a baseball bat 87. Spraying the tonsils 88. Sucking off 89. Sucky-ducky 90. Suck-starting the Harley 91. Swallowing the baloney pony 92. Sword-wwallowing 93. Taking one’s temp with a meat thermometer 94. Talking into the mic 95. Telling it to the judge 96. Waxing the carrot 97. Worshiping at the altar 98. Wringing it dry 99. Yaffling the yogurt cannon 100. Zipper dinner
ellauri243.html on line 188: 1. Barking at the ape 2. Box lunch at the ‘Y’ 3. Breakfast in bed 4. Brushing one’s teeth 5. Carpet-munching 6. Chewing the she-Fat 7. Clam-jousting 8. Clam-lapping 9. Cleaning the fish tank 10. Connie lingus 11. Contacting the aliens 12. Conversing with moses 13. Devil’s kiss 14. Dinner beneath the bridge 15. Doing it the French way 16. Donning the Beard 17. Drinking from the furry cup 18. Eating at the ‘Y’ 19. Eating fur pie 20. Eating out 21. Eating the peach 22. Eating squirrel 23. Eating sushi from the barbershop floor 24. Eating tinned mussels 25. Egg mcmuff 26. Face-fucking 27. Facing the nation 28. Fanny-noshing 29. Fence-painting 30. French-kissing Mr. Lincoln 31. Fuzz sandwich 32. Giving face 33. Gnawing on roast beef 34. Going downstairs for breakfast 35. Going south 36. Gomorrahry 37. Gorilla in the washing machine 38. Growling at the badger 39. Gumming the monster 40. Husband’s supper 41. Kissing between the hips 42. Kissing the wookie 43. Lady braille 44. Lady Semaphore 45. Larking 46. Lapping the gap 47. Lapping the lint trap 48. Lick-a-chick 49. Lickety-slit 50. Licking anchovy 51. Lip service 52. Lip-synching to the fish-fueled jukebox 53. Low-calorie snacking 54. Making mouth music 55. Medicating the hairy paper cut 56. Mopping the vulva 57. Mustache-riding 58. Muff-diving 59. Mumbling in the moss 60. Munching the bearded clam 61. One-man band 62. Oyster-gargling 63. Parting the fuzz 64. Pastrami sandwich 65. Pearl-diving 66. Placating the beaver 67. Playing in the sandbox 68. Playing the hair harmonica 69. Prawn breath 70. Pruning the orchid 71. Pug-noshing 72. Pussy-nibbling 73. Seafood dinner 74. Sipping at the fizzy cup 75. Sitting on a face 76. Slurping at the furry coconut 77. Smoking the fur 78. Sneezing in the basket 79. Spa time For Lady Boner 80. Speaking in tongues 81. Spraying the crops 82. Tackling the Brazilian 83. Talking to the canoe driver 84. Talking to lassie 85. Telephoning the stomach 86. Testing the echo in the love cave 87. Testing the waters 88. Tipping the velvet 89. Tongue-fucking 90. Tonguing the bean 91. Trimming the hedges 92. Velvet buzzsaw 93. Wearing the feed bag 94. Wearing the Sticky Beard 95. Whispering into the wet ear 96. Whispering to Venus 97. Whistling in the dark 98. Worshiping at the altar 99. Yaffling 100. Yodeling in the canyon 101. January Nelson
ellauri243.html on line 332: a little trip back down memory lane and reminisce about some of the celeb
ellauri243.html on line 336: little trip back down memory lane and reminisce about some of the celeb
ellauri243.html on line 736: Job Thornberry comes into the story with the Anti-Corn-Law League, representing the remarkable change in English politics from the time before Napoleonic wars when the 10% richest guys were local landowners to after the wars when the merchants and industrialists had become the nobs (am. head honchos). This change of mens of production necessitated the passage of Reform Bills that favored Millian laissez-faire by the Conservative Derby-Disraeli ministries. Job Thornberry may be Richard Cobden; for he certainly has much of Cobden´s subject in him. The energetic and capable minister Lord Roehampton is taken to be Lord Palmerston, and Count Ferrol is perhaps Bismarck. Neuchatel, the great banker, is the historical Rothschild; Cardinal Henry Edward Manning figures as the tendentious papist Nigel Penruddock.
ellauri244.html on line 195: Word of Faith is home to many such frauds, from Kenneth Copeland to Kenneth Hagin to Frederick Price to Benny Hinn. Even by mainstream Christian standards, their theology is bizarre. They preach, for example, that God is powerless to act in the world except what Christians allow him to do by invoking his name in prayer. They also practice faith healing and teach that sickness is a sign of a weak faith (this despite the fact that lots of Word of Faith pastors and their wives have come down with cancer, heart disease, and so forth).
ellauri244.html on line 622: If at eighty you're not a cripple or an invalid, if you have your health, if you still enjoy a good walk, a good meal (with all the trimmings), if you can sleep with hairy elves without first taking a pill, if birds and flowers, mountains and sea still inspire you, you are a most fortunate individual and you should get down between her knees morning and night and thank the good Lord for your stayin' and keepin' it up power.
ellauri245.html on line 153: Then I sat down and wrote The Leopard. It was my longest and most labor-intensive book so far. I did research in the Congo and Hong Kong, studied torture weapons and interviewed avalanche experts, scuba divers and rock climbers. And it was also my most brutal book.
ellauri245.html on line 294: „Jo Nesbøs 700-seitiges Krimi-Opus „Leopard“ nötigt Bewunderung ab ob der fehlerfreien, mathematisch anmutenden Konstruktion. Doch darin liegt auch seine Schwäche: Es gleicht einer Kunstübung, die wegen dieser Künstlichkeit nichts mehr mit einem Krimi zu tun hat. Nesbø bremst sich selber aus, lässt nur aufkeimen, um es wieder vom Tapet zu nehmen, hat er doch schon sämtliche Neben- und Kernthemen ineinander verwoben. Er hat den Bogen überspannt, legt falsche Fährten und lässt das Weber-Schiffchen in seinem Geflecht wirklich durch alle Richtungen schießen, um seine Kernthemen anzuheizen und das eine mit in das andere herüberzuziehen. Er überhitzt. Nach etwa 500 Seiten steht ein exaltiertes, kühnes Gerüst eines Molekülmodells mit dutzenden angeordneter Atome. Nicht, dass das nicht zu verstehen wäre. Doch es entbehrt jeder menschlichen Natürlichkeit. Die restlichen 200 Seiten wirken wie die Anmerkungen zu einem Fachbuch; und das, obgleich doch der blutige Showdown erst noch kommen soll.“
ellauri246.html on line 211:       At rest in all this moving up and down! Vaik laineilla hyppelee pienoinen pyppeli!
ellauri246.html on line 220: Seem like the tablets of the Law, thrown down Näyttää Moosexen lakitauluilta, nilltä
ellauri247.html on line 84: The Baiame story tells how Baiame came down from the sky to the land and created rivers, mountains, and forests. He then gave the people their laws of life, traditions, songs, and culture. He also created the first initiation site. This is known as a bora; a place where boys were initiated into manhood.
ellauri247.html on line 95: Marking the tree with his combo (stone tomahawk) that he might know it again, he returned to hurry on his wives who were some way behind. He wanted them to come on, climb the tree, and chop out the honey. When they reached the marked tree one of the women climbed up. She called out to Narahdarn that the honey was in a split in the tree. He called back to her to put her hand in and get it out. She put her arm in, but found she could not get it out again. Narahdarn climbed up to help her, but found when he reached her that the only way to free her was to cut off her ​arm. This he did before she had time to realise what he was going to do, and protest. So great was the shock to her that she died instantly. Narahdarn carried down her lifeless body and commanded her sister, his other wife, to go up, chop out the arm, and get the honey. She protested, declaring the bees would have taken the honey away by now. "Not so," he said; "go at once."
ellauri247.html on line 97: Every excuse she could think of, to save herself, she made. But her excuses were in vain, and Narahdarn only became furious with her for making them, and, brandishing his boondi, drove her up the tree. She managed to get her arm in beside her sister's, but there it stuck and she could not move it. Narahdarn, who was watching her, saw what had happened and followed her up the tree. Finding he could not pull her arm out, in spite of her cries, he chopped it off, as he had done her sister's. After one shriek, as he drove his combo through her arm, she was silent. He said, "Come down, and I will chop out the bees' nest." But she did not answer him, and he saw that she too was dead. Then he was frightened, and climbed quickly down the gunnyanny tree; taking her body to the ground with him, he laid it beside her sister's, and quickly he hurried from the spot, taking no further thought of the honey. What a piece of shit.
ellauri247.html on line 177: The Tory Samuel Johnson was a critic of her politics: Sir, there is one Mrs. Macaulay in this town, a great republican. One day when I was at her house, I put on a very grave countenance, and said to her, "Madam, I am now become a convert to your way of thinking. I am convinced that all mankind are upon an equal footing; and to give you an unquestionable proof, Madam, that I am in earnest, here is a very sensible, civil, well-behaved fellow-citizen, your footman; I desire that he may be allowed to sit down and dine with us." I thus, Sir, shewed her the absurdity of the levelling doctrine. She has never liked me since. Sir, your levellers wish to level down as far as themselves; but they cannot bear levelling up to themselves. They would all have some people under them; why not then have some people above them?
ellauri247.html on line 274: To sum up, then, Smollett's Travels were written hastily and vigorously expressly for money down.
ellauri247.html on line 365: Just then flew down a monstrous crow,

ellauri248.html on line 87: "I am intensely aware, by the way, that this story does not show me in a particularly flattering light. I am aware that, within an impressively short time of meeting me, Rosalind had me coming to heel like a well-trained dog: running up and down stairs to bring her coffee, nodding along while she bitched about my partner, imagining like some starstruck teenager that she was a kindred soul. But before you decide to despise me too thoroughly, consider this: she fooled you, too. You had as good a chance as I did. I told you everything I saw, as I saw it at the time. And if that was in itself deceptive, remember, I told you that, too: I warned you, right from the beginning, that I lie." As if that excused anything... and NO, she didn't "fool" me, because YOU'RE the narrator and YOU'RE the one telling the story. This paragraph probably ticked me off more than anything else in the book.
ellauri248.html on line 98: Justin rated it shit: The protagonist of this book really, really annoyed me. It felt like a parody of one of those old black-and-white movies where the picture freezes and the guy steps out toward the camera, lights a cigarette, pulls his hat down, and goes into this long monologue about life or women or his past or whatever. The action would pick up or a new lead would be uncovered, and here comes Rob rambling on for pages and pages.... and pages.
ellauri248.html on line 114: Nataliya rated it amazing: And it's not the murder story (stories?) but Rob's despair, mistakes, pain, and downward spiral and self-destruction that makes this book so painfully real and fascinating to read.
ellauri249.html on line 161: I shall put down my sickle and my hand will become my girlfriend.")
ellauri249.html on line 472: Its origin is set down in Pliny the Elder's Naturalis Historia where he records that a shoemaker (sutor) had approached the painter Apelles of Kos to point out a defect in the artist's rendition of a sandal (crepida from Greek krepis), which Apelles duly corrected. Encouraged by this, the shoemaker then began to enlarge on other defects he considered present in the painting, at which point Apelles advised him that ne supra crepidam sutor iudicaret ('a shoemaker should not judge beyond the shoe'), which advice, Pliny observed, had become a proverbial saying. The Renaissance interest in meddling cluelessly into other people's affairs made the expression popular again.
ellauri256.html on line 358: The stormy affair between the legendary “singer of the revolution”, Vladimir Mayakovsky, and a “proponent of depravity”, Lilya Brik, lasted 15 years, until the poet's suicide in 1930. He devoted poems and hundreds of love letters to her. It was probably this affair that most of all contributed to her going down in history, yet it also left her with hundreds of enemies, who tried to erase any trace of her, even from documents. So, who exactly was this femme fatale?
ellauri256.html on line 376: After the 1917 Bolshevik Revolution, the situation turned upside down. Mayakovsky, as a devoted Bolshevik, began to make good money on his poems, whereas Osip Brik's business went pear-shaped. It was then that Lilya told her husband she was now with Mayakovsky, yet she did not want to divorce him. Thus, both moved to the poet’s apartment, lived and traveled at his expense, with Mayakovsky calling Osip a part of the “family”. Their relationship became an “ideal" for those who advocated free love. In the meantime, rumors of Lilya Brik’s numerous sexual liaisons grew.
ellauri257.html on line 75: It then turns into a family drama, as Andrei rejects his people to return to Poland and his Princess. The stern dad deals with this betrayal by shooting his son down as a traitor when he tries to raid the Cossack camp for food for his captive Princess, who the Poles threaten to burn at the stake unless Andrei acts.
ellauri260.html on line 274: We take a particular pride in German thoroughness, but this may easily become a weakness by causing us to be slow and meticulous. We like to load our ship with a good deal of ballast, and in this way we cut down the speed.
ellauri263.html on line 403: Fauda is available on Netflix, which is one big turd of a narcotics company. I really wish the Israeli commando troops would barge in to the Netflix headquarters and shoot down everyone in sight.
ellauri263.html on line 569: Lontoossa perustettiin uusi teosofinen aikauslehti, Lucifer. Syyskuun alussa myös Wachtmeister saapui Lontooseen. Tilanahtaus pakotti Teosofisen seuran muuttamaan uuteen paikkaan Lansdowne Roadille, joka oli lähempänä Lontoon keskustaa. Kirjoitustyö jatkui, ja talossa vieraili useita kuuluisuuksia, tutkijoita ja toimittajia keskustelemassa Blavatskyn kanssa. Myös Olcott saapui Lontooseen ja avusti Blavatskya perustamaan Teosofisen seuran esoteerisen osaston, johon kuului kaksitoista henkilöä: kreivitär Wachtmeister, Isabel Cooper-Oakley, Emily Kislingbury, Laura Cooper, Annie Besant, Alice Cleather, Archibald Keightley, Herbert Coryn, Claude Wright, G. R. S. Mead, E. T. Sturdy ja Walter Old.
ellauri263.html on line 723: "If you sort of dive into the Buddhist teachings and down the mudita path, they will actually tell you it's the hardest virtue to master," she says. "There are a ton of mudita meditations, which is something else I recommend to people."
ellauri263.html on line 753: A lot of it just comes down to practice, she says. Non-monogamous people just spend more time processing their feelings of jealousy and have more practice with dealing with it. With enough practice, it stops being so big and overwhelming. And, perhaps in time, compersion can appear in its place instead.
ellauri264.html on line 187: handed it over to Isaac who passed it down to Jacob. According to our sages, Jacob forgot
ellauri264.html on line 673: All their success stories come down to one thing: they are all dicks, HUGE DICKS.
ellauri264.html on line 708: Gates was a nerdy bully who forced his bundled operating system down everyone´s throats. Then made threats against competitors who tried avoiding his monopoly. Had some shady stock dealings that went against his sick partner, Allen who was battling cancer at the time.
ellauri266.html on line 360: Throughout 1993, the role of NATO forces in Bosnia gradually grew. On February 28, 1994, the scope of NATO involvement in Bosnia increased dramatically. In an incident near Banja Luka, NATO fighters operating under Deny Flight shot down four Serb jets. This was the first combat operation in the history of NATO and opened the door for a steadily growing NATO presence in Bosnia. In April, the presence of NATO airpower continued to grow during a Serb attack on Goražde. In response, NATO launched its first close air support mission on April 10, 1994, bombing several Serb targets at the request of UN commanders.
ellauri266.html on line 362: NATO continued its air operations over Bosnia in the first half of 1995. During this period, heroic American pilot Scott O´Grady was shot down over Bosnia by a surface-to-air missile fired by Bosnian Serb soldiers. He was eventually rescued safely, but his downing caused concern in the United States and other NATO countries about NATO air superiority in Bosnia and prompted some calls for more aggressive NATO action to eliminate Serb anti-air capabilities.
ellauri267.html on line 97: Based on the novel by Walter Wager, "Telefon" has not aged well because it'(TM)s so dependent on the cold war tension that existed between the USSR and the US in the Seventies. The film is basically a cat-and-mouse game with Soviet agent Major Grigori Borzov (Charles Bronson, that's right Bronson is a commie) tracking rogue Russian scientist Nicolai Dalmchimsky (Donald Pleasence) across America to prevent him from activating sleeper agents. Borzov is assisted by Barbara (Lee Remick. fresh from "The Omen") who asks more annoying questions than necessary, leading the audience to believe she may not be completely true to the motherland. The film's middle section is dragged down by repetitive bomb scares. Dalmichimsky is working from outdated intelligence so his targets are all de-classified U.S. Military installations. Once Borzov realizes the pattern and hones in the next target the action shifts to a more linear chase that'(TM)s further heightened by Barbara'(TM)s loyalties. But the ultimate showdown is deflating because beyond some silly disguises Pleasence's Dalmichimsky is never built up to be a threat. Director Don Siegel uses his flair for montage to craft a his action sequences without dialogue. "Telefon" is a road movie, much like Alfred Hitchcock's "Saboteur" and "North by Northwest" had their leads criss-crossing America here we see plenty of seventies architecture including San Francisco's Hyatt Regency Hotel (used in "The Towering Inferno") and a modernist house resting on top of a barren rock outcropping. The supporting cast is uniformly good (but trapped in underwritten roles), and it'(TM)s nice to see veteran character actors Alan Badel and Patrick Magee playing snotty KGB strategists, and Tyne Daly in a small (and ultimately irrelevant role) as a computer geek. Trivia note: The poem that activates the Russian sleeper agents was used by Quentin Tarantino in "Death Proof" as the lines Jungle Julia has her listeners recite to Butterfly. The lines are an excerpt of the poem "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening" by Robert Frost. "The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep."
ellauri267.html on line 175: That same month, Murdaugh turned himself in to the Hampton County Law Enforcement Center in South Carolina after he admitted that he asked a former gangster client to fake killing him during a fake car breakdown so Murdaugh’s oldest son, Buster, could get the insurance payout, police said. Murdaugh recounts how his drug addiction started. Alex Murdaugh admitted to stealing clients' funds, tying his financial situation to his drug addiction.
ellauri267.html on line 188: Maggie was able to speak easily with all types of people, Murdaugh added. "She could put on the most elegant ball gown and go to the governor's mansion and hang out with, you know, the most affluent people, whatever, or she could come down to, you know, she could go to a food bank in Hampton or Walterboro and fit in with everybody at both places," he said.
ellauri267.html on line 233: But the corporates took them down. Davis was snared in a sting operation after he agreed to launder more than $1.29 million of Federal law enforcement money. Another guy got 18 years for willful failure to file a federal income tax return. Unger was released by the Federal Bureau of Prisons on December 13, 2019. As of March 2011, the web site for Guardians of the Free Republics had been taken down. They were volunteers: ones who support their fellow communists in thousands of different ways without disdaining remuneration. Juuri sellaisille on Danin kirja dedikoitu.
ellauri269.html on line 304: I wonder, are they really races or rather species, i.e. can they intermix? Are their genitals fully downward compatible?
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On the way to Üsküdar, rain poured down.

xxx/ellauri076.html on line 76: Dancin' down on the Sunset Strip Tanssii alas Auringonlaskun ramppia
xxx/ellauri081.html on line 141: When the stars threw down their spears Kun tähdet heitti seipäät alas
xxx/ellauri081.html on line 519: Benny had some romantic encounters, including one with dancer Mary Kelly,[2]:23–24 whose devoutly Catholic family forced her to turn down his proposal because he was Jewish.
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 135: On location shooting as well as alot of constructed scenes, chaos, industrialization, urban streets, the search of a sexual identity, representation and the male gaze, even race. Notions explored by the filmmaker. Intense camera movement (ups and downs, left and right pans, even circular movements)
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Do CEOs of big companies ever have any free/down time?

xxx/ellauri085.html on line 315: First, anyone who says that a tenured professor cannot be terminated for extremely poor teaching is absolutely and completely wrong. I was. So now I have a lot of free/downtime to write shit to Quora.
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 340: My question is why do people believe there is a theory called “trickle down economics” and why do these same people seem to believe it is US policy?
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 357: So here is what happens with the “Trickle Down Economics”…. Unlike the working class that, when they get an extra couple of hundred bucks immediately goes out and spends it and helps the entire economy, those at the top of the ladder tend to invest that money. So…. The “Trickle down Economics” theory says that if we give the top 1% more money, through tax breaks, tax credits, or even credits, they will then pass that money on to their employees and servants. This simply isn't true. If it were, they would already be sharing their profits with the working class.
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 359: What happens is this.. Give a blue collar worker $2000 and he will buy new furniture, or clothing, ir maybe put a down payment on a new car. He will definitely take his family out to dinner and a movie, therefore stimulating the economy. However, those in charge of the companies will not do this. They already have their purchases, parties, dinners, and vacations planned and payed for. When they get an extra $2000 or $200,000 they keep it. They purchase more stock ir perhaps an insurance policy. Maybe they just stick it into a CD. In any case they are NOT helping the economy or even interested in doing so.
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 361: The economy is, and has always been, bolstered from the bottom up. Do not forget that that Ford sells more cars to the working class than the elite. McDonald's sells more burgers to the working class…. And more new homes are sold to the working class than to those getting the “trickle down” tax breaks.
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 373: There is no “trickle down economics”. That isn’t something that exists. It’s a made up term to slander people left-wing socialists don’t like.
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 375: The economy always trickles down. Stop….. look around your room….. name something that did NOT come from a wealthy person? Anything you did not buy from one?
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 385: So all wealth ‘trickles down’ from the rich.
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 386: And all jobs ‘trickle down’ from the rich.
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 388: So even though there is no “trickle down economic” theory, no book on trickle down by an economist…. it actually is why the entire world works.
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 396: It has several inherent flaws. When people argue for more “libertarian” economic policy, there’s a tendency to think only about the initial development of a business, and to ignore the possibility of direct communication between two businesses in competition. Here’s a pretty typical argument for trickle-down: If a small sandwich shop manages to produce a good product at a low price, it can attract a bunch of customers, and make enough money to buy a second shop, which will allow them to hire more employees. But if taxes are too high, they wont be able to open that second location, and then they won’t be able to employ as many people. They also might have to pay their workers less, and better workers might quit to work in other places. And they’ll have to increase their prices. Thus, lower taxes on the upper middle class and rich result in a more employed society with higher wages and cheaper products.
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 406: There is no such thing as trickle down economics. Democrat and some left leaning Republicans often argue against a straw-man that NO candidate or politician has ever proposed. Here’s a paper Thomas Sowell (from Hoover Institution, one of the worst right wing thinktanks in existence, sadly parked at Stanford University) wrote to "clarify" :P
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 409: SO, maybe then you’ll say, “Well, there may not be an Econ theory called Trickle Down,, but you still are trying to give rich people more money and claim it will trickle down to poor people.”
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 417: This process of shelling out cash, and losing money can go on FOR YEARS as it did with Amazon, and many, most, companies fail in the first 5 years and employees go on to a new job while the owners and investors are out ALL the money they put in. Employees get paid the whole time, owners get paid ONLY if there is a profit and last. Profits trickle UP, not down, last IF at all!
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 433: There is no such thing as “trickle-down" because that's not how business starts or works, and not what anyone with a brain is claiming. We just want more opportunities and that happens by reducing friction and barriers, not by increasing them by fiat. NOTHING trickles down, you can be sure of that.
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 438: There is no such thing as trickle down economics and no one has ever even proposed such a thing. Trickle down is a slur invented in the 1930s to ridicule incentive based economics without actually understanding or engaging it.
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 443: The stupidity of the trickle down slur is the notion that lower tax rates are somehow supposed to free up a little more rich peoples’ income to be put in to spending and investment to boost the economy. That’s as stupid as the leftist notion that we will all get rich doing each others laundry and it is put forward by the same people. It is tried and true that only the rich get rich by getting the poor to do their laundry, and clean their golden toilet seats.
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 448: It’s not “trickle down” as if government action is the source of the money. It is “spurt up” when the government policies that discourage and suppress its productive use are relaxed. The remaining money in poor folk's socks and mattresses spurts up into the greedy pockets of the rich.
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 466: It works well for a small rich elite, but for the majority and more importantly for the national economy? Well it has never worked in the past why assume that it would work now? This is a con perpetuated by the wealthy elite to keep more of the money they earn and give less of it to the government. Concentrating wealth in the hands of a few is actually really really bad for the economy. Less of it circulates. The poor/middle classes tend to spend everything they get, they can't not, they just have less disposable income. It tends to go on food, rent and essentials. If they don't have enough money to spend because a greater slice of the pie is tied up in fewer hands they don't have as much to spend and less money circulates through the economy. That is bad. They don't squirrel it away in the Bahamas or Swiss bank accounts or spend it on a second Ferrari Testarossa. They don't have that luxury. The myth of trickle down economics was discredited years ago.
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 468: down-is-a-lie">Trickle-down is a lie

xxx/ellauri085.html on line 469: down-economics-work">Why are we still pretending it works?
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 471: down/">‘Trickle-down’ tax cuts make the rich richer but are of no value to overall economy, study finds
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 475: Business column: Trickle-down theory is a monstrous lie intended to justify the rich getting richer

xxx/ellauri085.html on line 479: One of the biggest lies foisted on the American people is that as rich people get richer, we all benefit — the so-called trickle-down theory.
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 485: “I have not seen anyone make a serious claim for a trickle-down effect with respect to wealth.”
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 487: Put simply, there is no empirical evidence — none whatsoever — that trickle-down economics delivers as promised, bringing more jobs, higher pay and better conditions to millions of people.
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 489: Yes, that has a positive impact on makers of luxury goods. But it’s not in any way the shared prosperity implicit in the trickle-down pledge.
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 496: Much of the blame for the trickle-down lie goes to conservative economist Arthur Laffer, godfather of “supply-side” economics, a.k.a. “Reaganomics.” He argued, using an easy-to-understand graph — the Laffer curve — that as tax rates go down, government revenue goes up.
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 499: On Sunday, President Trump dismissed growing speculation about a recession by insisting his tax cuts, and the miracle of trickle-down prosperity, will keep the economy humming.
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 507: On a smaller level, Republicans turned the state of Kansas into a laboratory for trickle-down economics, with the goal being to prove conclusively that if you aggressively cut taxes, the economy will rev like a mighty engine.
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 536: In June, Trump awarded trickle-down proponent Laffer the Presidential Medal of Freedom, the nation’s highest civilian honor.
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 537: Trump praised Laffer’s “brilliant theory,” and said the value of trickle-down economics had been proved “over and over again.”
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 543: President Trump sold his 2017 tax cuts as “rocket fuel” for the economy, arguing that freeing up money for the wealthy would allow them to hire more workers, pay better wages and invest more. The tax savings, in other words, would trickle down from the rich to everyone else.
xxx/ellauri086.html on line 621: Dupin explains that the gunshot distraction was arranged by him and that he left a duplicate letter to ensure his ability to leave the hotel without D— suspecting his actions. If he had tried to seize it openly, Dupin surmises D— might have had him killed. As both a political supporter of the queen and old enemy of the minister [who had done an evil deed to Dupin in Vienna in the past], Dupin also hopes that D— will try to use the power he no longer has, to his political downfall, and at the end be presented with a quotation from Prosper Jolyot de Crébillon's play Atrée et Thyeste that implies Dupin was the thief: Un dessein si funeste, S'il n'est digne d'Atrée, est digne de Thyeste (If such a sinister design isn't worthy of Atreus, it is worthy of Thyestes).
xxx/ellauri086.html on line 908: Aika top-down prosessilta kuulostaa. Kaikki ohjelmoijat tietävät että softaa on paras kirjoittaa yhtä aikaa sekä top down että bottom up. Ei hyvässä kirjassa tarvii olla sen enempää juonta kuin huonossa elämässä, esim. sellaisessa kuin Edgarin. Eikä sen kummempaa tematiikkaakaan kuin naiset ja viina, nähtävästi. Konflikteja sillä kyllä piisasi.
xxx/ellauri087.html on line 391: We would sit down, and think which way Me istuttaisiin alas ja mietittäisiin Me istuisimme miettimään,
xxx/ellauri087.html on line 452: At least two poets have taken up the challenge of to Marvell's poem in the character of the lady so addressed. Annie Finch's "Coy Mistress" suggests that poetry is a more fitting use of their time than lovemaking, while A.D. Hope's "His Coy Mistress to Mr. Marvell" turns down the offered seduction outright.
xxx/ellauri087.html on line 498: a time to tear down and a time to build,
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I’m from a small rural community, and ev’rybody who lived in my neighborhood, if you want to call it that, were relatives.  We called it “the circle,” and our house was there, my grandmother’s house was there, an aun’ an’ uncle who were childless lived there, and (uh) a couple of aunts an’ uncles who had children.  There were five female cousins, an’ in the summertime we hung out together all day long from early until late.  In my grandmother’s yard was a maple tree, and the five of us developed that into our apartment building.  Each of us had a limb, and [small laugh] the less daring cousins took the lo’er limbs, and I and another cousin a year younger than I always went as far to the top as we could, an’ we– we were kinda derisive of those girls who stayed with the lower limbs.  We had front doors an’ back doors.  The front door was the — the limb — were the limbs on the front, that were nearest (um) the boxwood hedge.  And the grass was all worn away in that area.  An’ then the back doorwa–was on the back side of the tree, an’ you could only enter the front an’ exit from the rear.  And that had to be done by swinging off a limb that was fairly high off the ground, and (um) my cousin Belinda and I had no problem with that, but the other girls — that was always somethin’ we had to coax them into doin’.  But still, you entered the front, you left the rear.  We (um) ate our lunches together.  When it was lunchtime — an’ our mothers always cooked lunch in the summertime ’cause they didn’ want to be in the hot kitchen at night.  So we would just take our (um) — go home, an’ we’d load our plates with all the vegetables an’ the cornbread, an’ get our glasses of milk or ice tea or whatever we were havin’, an’ we would head for somebody’s yard, where we would all sit down an’ eat together.  It was just an institution:  lunch in somebody’s yard.  An’ if you wanted to go home for a second helping– sometimes that was quite a little walk, but it was worth it, because that was our thing, having lunch together, every day.  (Um) We gathered at my grandmother’s on Sundays.  All my aunts would get those chairs, form a circle.  (Uh) One crocheted.  (Uh) Most of them just sat an’ talked, an’ we girls hung out for the main part with the women.  (Uh) The men would gather around the fish pond, which was in a side yard.  It was (um) — it was kind of a rock (um) pond that my granddaddy had, had built.  There was a ir’n pipe in the middle, an’ when he went fishin’, he would put his catch in there.  Or he caught a mud turtle, he’d put it in there.  An’ there it stayed until it was time to kill it an’ cook it, whatever it was.  The pipe in the middle had water that sprayed up all the time.  There was a locust tree near there, an’ that’s where we girls picked the leaves an’ the thorns to make the doll clothes out o’ the locust.  It’s where we always ate the watermelon.  We always had to save the rind, an’ we always had to leave some pink on that rind, because my grandmother made watermelon pickles out o’ that rind.  I hated the things.  I thought they were the worst things I ever put in my mouth.  But ever’body else thought watermelon pickles were just a great delicacy.  That was also around the time that ev’rybody grew gladiolias [sic] an’ I thought they were the ugliest flower I’d ever laid my eyes on, but ever’body had gladiolias.  ‘Course now I’ve come to appreciate the gladiolia, but back then I had absolutely no appreciation for it.  It was also where we made (uh) ice cream, (uh) on the front porch.  We made ice cream on Sunday afternoons.  I had an aunt who worked in the general mercantile business that my family owned, an’ she was only home on Sunday, so she baked all day:  homemade rolls an’ cakes.  And so, she made cakes an’ we made ice cream, an’ ever’body wan’ed to crank, of course.  (Um) That was just a big treat, to get to crank that ice cream.  It was jus’ our Sunday afternoon thing, an’ I, I think back on it.  All the aunts would sit around an’ they’d talk, an’ they’d smoke.  Even if you never saw those ladies smoke, any other time o’ the week.  On Sunday afternoon when we all were gathered about in gran- in granny’s yard, they’d have a cigarette.  Just a way of relaxing, I suppose.  The maple tree’s now gone.  In later years, it was thought the maple tree, our apartment building, was shading the house too much an’ causing mildew, so it was removed at some point.  And I don’t, to this day, enjoy lookin’ (uh) into that part o’ the yard. …

xxx/ellauri103.html on line 281: I reviewed a novel recently that I had regretfully to give a thumbs-down, though it was terribly well intended; its heart was in the right place. But in relating the Chinese immigrant experience in America, the author put forward characters that were mostly Chinese. That is, that’s sort of all they were: Chinese. Which isn’t enough. They ought to be specifically American Chinese immigrants, believers in the American Dream. That would have fattened them out.
xxx/ellauri103.html on line 310: “Mama, I can’t sit here,” I said, the corners of my mouth dragging downwards. “I cannot legitimise this …”
xxx/ellauri103.html on line 314: I turned to face the crowd, lifted up my chin and walked down the main aisle, my pace deliberate. “Look back into the audience,” a friend had texted me moments earlier, “and let them see your face.”
xxx/ellauri103.html on line 507: Doonesbury sarjakuvaa ei muista kukaan, varsinkaan sen jälkeen kun Gary Trudeau (ihan aiheesta) 2015 kritisoi Charlie Hebdon piirtäjiä "for punching downward..., attacking a powerless, disenfranchised minority with crude, vulgar drawings closer to graffiti than cartoons", and thereby wandering "into the realm of hate speech" with cartoons of Muhammad. Muiden pöyristyneiden öykkärien joukossa joku paska David Frum "criticized what he called Trudeau's moral theory that holds "the privilege-bearer responsible". Eihän se nyt käy, privilege on privilege, Mariallakin oli sellainen, eikä sitä siltäkään otettu pois. Rääppä humanistiystävineen piti rinnassa "Je suis Charlie" läppyjä. Charlie Chaplin lie ollut kyseessä.
xxx/ellauri103.html on line 607: Should I flush myself down the toilet now? YES, please do.
xxx/ellauri113.html on line 38: This development could open up a bizarre vision of the universe in which black holes can cough themselves into nothingness, Hawking said during recent lectures on the BBC and at Harvard. “This raises a serious problem that strikes at the heart of our understanding of science,” he said. “If determinism, the predictability of the universe, breaks down with black holes, it could break down in other situations,” he said. “Even worse, if determinism breaks down, we can’t be sure of our past history, either. The history books and our memories could just be illusions,” he said. The Nobel prize could just be an illusion, he said. Two years later he died.
xxx/ellauri113.html on line 46: General relativity also works perfectly well as a low-energy effective quantum field theory. For questions like the low-energy scattering of photons and gravitons, for instance, the Standard Model coupled to general relativity is a perfectly good theory. It only breaks down when you ask questions involving invariants of order the Planck scale, where it fails to be predictive; this is the problem of "nonrenormalizability."
xxx/ellauri113.html on line 52: With gravity, this high-energy/short-distance correspondence breaks down. If you could collide two particles with center-of-mass energy much larger than the Planck scale, then when they collide their wave packets would contain more than the Planck energy localized in a Planck-length-sized region. This creates a black hole. If you scatter them at even higher energy, you would make an even bigger black hole, because the Schwarzschild radius grows with mass. So the harder you try to study shorter distances, the worse off you are: you make black holes that are bigger and bigger and swallow up ever-larger distances. No matter what completes general relativity to solve the renormalizability problem, the physics of large black holes will be dominated by the Einstein action, so we can make this statement even without knowing the full details of quantum gravity.
xxx/ellauri114.html on line 352: And concerning the time of the 2nd coming, Isaiah wrote: Who is this coming from Edom, from Bozrah, with his garments stained crimson? Who is this, robed in splendor, striding forward in the greatness of his strength? “It is I, proclaiming victory, mighty to save.” Why are your garments red, like those of one treading the winepress? “I have trodden the winepress alone; from the nations no one was with me. I trampled them in my anger and trod them down in my wrath; their blood spattered my garments, and I stained all my clothing. It was for me the day of vengeance; the year for me to redeem had come. I looked, but there was no one to help, I was appalled that no one gave support; so my own arm achieved salvation for me, and my own wrath sustained me. I trampled the nations in my anger; in my wrath I made them drunk and poured their blood on the ground”
xxx/ellauri114.html on line 365: We always spent a day in Petra, as well. We traveled south from Amman down the eastern side of the Dead Sea, through ancient Moab and into Edom. As we journeyed south we soon found ourselves in desert country, but it’s still far from being a wasteland. The highway was wide and well maintained, with light to moderate traffic in both directions, and we passed through several villages with pleasant rest stops before reaching Petra.
xxx/ellauri120.html on line 48: On 30 June 2021, the day after Lytton set a Canadian all-time-high temperature record of 49.6 °C (121.3 °F), a wildfire swept through the community, destroying many structures. The entire village was given an evacuation order. Following the fire, local MP Brad Vis stated that 90% of the village had burned down. Lyttyyn inkkarit, polttakaa ne villit.
xxx/ellauri120.html on line 359: "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et cum illi pueri dicerent: Sibylla ti theleis; respondebat illa: apothanein thelo." I. THE BURIAL OF THE DEAD April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain. Winter kept us warm, covering Earth in forgetful snow, feeding A little life with dried tubers. Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee With a shower of rain; we stopped in the colonnade, And went on in sunlight, into the Hofgarten, 10 And drank coffee, and talked for an hour. Bin gar keine Russin, stamm’ aus Litauen, echt deutsch. And when we were children, staying at the archduke’s, My cousin’s, he took me out on a sled, And I was frightened. He said, Marie, Marie, hold on tight. And down we went. In the mountains, there you feel free. I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter. What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man, 20 You cannot say, or guess, for you know only A heap of broken images, where the sun beats, And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief, And the dry stone no sound of water. Only There is shadow under this red rock, (Come in under the shadow of this red rock), And I will show you something different from either Your shadow at morning striding behind you Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you; I will show you fear in a handful of dust. 30 Frisch weht der Wind Der Heimat zu Mein Irisch Kind, Wo weilest du? "You gave me hyacinths first a year ago; "They called me the hyacinth girl." - Yet when we came back, late, from the Hyacinth garden, Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither Living nor dead, and I knew nothing, 40 Looking into the heart of light, the silence. Öd’ und leer das Meer.
xxx/ellauri121.html on line 280: "My father saw her sliding down a banister at Normal School and decided there and then that she was the girl he would marry".
xxx/ellauri121.html on line 334: In her admiring new biography of Margaret Atwood, Rosemary Sullivan passes on a story about the writer that vividly catches her youthful ambition. One day when she was in her mid-20s, she dropped in at the home of poet John Newlove, who had been drinking heavily with his friend fellow Prairie writer Patrick Lane. The men’s conversation about literature had degenerated into a series of long silences punctuated by the occasional pseudoprofound utterance. Frustrated, Atwood cut to the heart of the matter, demanding to know what their poetic ambitions were. After some drunken dithering, the two declared that what they wanted most was to win a Governor General’s Award. As Lane recalled later, Atwood was indignant at their modest expectations, declaring tartly that the only goal worth pursuing was the Nobel Prize. Swigging down her beer, she then left the room.
xxx/ellauri122.html on line 186: Don't forget to practise what you've learned with the activity further down this page. Listen to some examples of dialogues featuring sarcastic remarks
xxx/ellauri122.html on line 212: A: Slow down! You're driving too fast!
xxx/ellauri122.html on line 216: A: Slow down! You're driving too fast!
xxx/ellauri122.html on line 981: Offended by photographs of naked Jewish women being marched to their deaths by the Nazis, ultra-Orthodox Jews say they will build their own Holocaust memorial unless the state museum takes down the pictures.
xxx/ellauri123.html on line 559: In the end, what helped me the most was an exercise you could file under “youthful naïvete:” I grabbed a piece of paper and wrote down “my 30 guiding principles.” Most of them were simple, like “Let go what must be let go,” “Simplify,” and, “Have no secrets.” I still have the list. It’s on my pinboard. I’m looking at it right now. So why was I naïve to create it?
xxx/ellauri123.html on line 567: In the ten years since I wrote them down, I have broken every single one of my rules. And yet, I’m still glad I wrote that list. You know why? Because the idea that I wanted to live by some rules — despite not knowing which ones or how or why — was enough.
xxx/ellauri123.html on line 609: I know you want to just fix everything and move on, but if you stitch a wound poorly, it’ll get worse down the road. So take time. Take care of yourself. Your health. Your broken heart and broken parts. Your cleft crotch or drooping dick.
xxx/ellauri123.html on line 764: Läppä läppä. Deeply depressed, Humbert unexpectedly receives a letter from a 17-year-old Dolores (signing as "Dolly (Mrs. Richard F. Schiller)"), telling him that she is married, pregnant, and in desperate need of money. Humbert, armed with a pistol, tracks down Dolores' address and gives her the money, which was due as an inheritance from her mother. Humbert learns that Dolores' husband, a deaf mechanic, is not her abductor. Dolores reveals to Humbert that Quilty took her from the hospital and that she was in love with him, but she was rejected when she refused to star in one of his pornographic films. Dolores also rejects Humbert's request to leave with him. Humbert goes to the drug-addled Quilty's mansion and shoots him several times. Shortly afterward, Humbert is arrested, and in his closing thoughts, he reaffirms his love for Dolores and asks for his memoir to be withheld from public release until after her death. Dolores dies in childbirth on Christmas Day in 1952, disappointing Humbert´s prediction that "Dolly Schiller will probably survive me by many years."
xxx/ellauri124.html on line 168: "It's sad to see how relationships of a decade or couple of decades have become stale that doesn't mean love has broken down it juts means there is a element of fantasy that needs to be fed."
xxx/ellauri124.html on line 182: Several manufacturers experienced a surge in demand during the coronavirus pandemic, as lonely customers seek companionship during lockdown.
xxx/ellauri124.html on line 188: Creator Ricky Ma Tsz Hang is quick to clarify that Mark 1 is not intended to be a sex robot. Rather, such robots will aim to assist with all sorts of tasks, from preparing a child's lunch to keeping an elderly relative company. So what's the big hairy diff between your wife and Samantha? For one thing, Sam is less hairy down there, unless you opt for the pubic hair extra. And most importantly, there is the blessed on/off button.
xxx/ellauri124.html on line 196: The creator of £3,000 sex robot was left furious when his creation broke down after being 'vigorously groped' by a mob.
xxx/ellauri124.html on line 200: But Dr Santos says the "aggressive" crowd of randy onlookers "groped" Samantha's breasts and head so vigorously that she broke down.
xxx/ellauri124.html on line 346: A bustle is a padded undergarment used to add fullness, or support the drapery, at the back of women's dresses in the mid-to-late 19th century. Bustles were worn under the skirt in the back, just below the waist, to keep the skirt from dragging. Heavy fabric tended to pull the back of a skirt down and flatten it. As a result a woman's petticoated skirt would lose its shape during everyday wear (from merely sitting down or moving about).
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xxx/ellauri124.html on line 529: heart, a thumbs-up, a thumbs-down, a pair of exclamation marks, a questions mark,
xxx/ellauri125.html on line 223: As I lay me down to sleep Kun mänin pötkölleen
xxx/ellauri125.html on line 593: system, get your Vendome Column down some other way--don´t jerk it
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xxx/ellauri125.html on line 764: The next several years were marked by publicity surrounding Love's legal troubles and drug relapse, which resulted in a mandatory lockdown rehabilitation sentence in 2005 while she was writing a second solo album. That project became Nobody's Daughter, released in 2010 as a Hole album but without the former Hole lineup. Between 2014 and 2015, Love released two solo singles and returned to acting in the network series Sons of Anarchy and Empire. In 2020, she confirmed she was writing new music.
xxx/ellauri125.html on line 809: Amy Phillips of The Village Voice wrote: "Love is willing to act out the dream of every teenage brat who ever wanted to have a glamorous, high-profile hissyfit [= temper tantrum], and she turns those egocentric nervous breakdowns into art. Sure, the art becomes less compelling when you've been pulling the same stunts for a decade. But, honestly, is there anybody out there who fucks up better?". The album sold fewer than 100,000 copies. Love later expressed regret over the record, blaming her drug problems at the time. Shortly after it was released, she told Kurt Loder on TRL: "I cannot exist as a solo artist. It's a joke."
xxx/ellauri126.html on line 309: Chopra believes that a person may attain "perfect health", a condition "that is free from disease, that never feels pain", and "that cannot age or die". Seeing the human body as undergirded by a "quantum mechanical body" composed not of matter but of energy and information, he believes that "human aging is fluid and changeable; it can speed up, slow down, stop for a time, and even reverse itself," as determined by one's state of mind. He claims that his practices can also treat chronic disease.
xxx/ellauri126.html on line 478: La journaliste avait pourtant confié au magazine VSD qu'elle pensait parfois au suicide... A présent, elle est aidée par plusieurs assistantes de vie au quotidien. Peut-être que son beau-fils avec son Mind and Life Institute pourrait l'assister. Getting rid of the painful life that is only slowing down the racing mind in her large mostly vacant head.
xxx/ellauri127.html on line 60: However, Kilmer's eldest son, Kenton, declares that the poem does not apply to any one tree—that it could apply equally to any. "Trees" was written in an upstairs bedroom at the family's home in Mahwah, New Jersey, that "looked out down a hill, on our well-wooded lawn". Kenton Kilmer stated that while his father was "widely known for his affection for trees, his affection was certainly not sentimental—the most distinguished feature of Kilmer's property was a colossal woodpile outside his home". The house stood in the middle of a forest and what lawn it possessed was obtained only after Kilmer had spent months of weekend toil in chopping down trees, pulling up stumps, and splitting logs. Kilmer's neighbors had difficulty in believing that a man who could do that could also be a poet.
xxx/ellauri127.html on line 284: The three girls (Liddellin tytöt!) —Melusine, Melior, and Palatyne—grew up in Avalon. On their fifteenth birthday, Melusine, the eldest, asked why they had been taken to Avalon. Upon hearing of their father's broken promise, Melusine sought revenge. She and her sisters captured Elynas and locked him, with his riches, in a mountain. Pressyne became enraged when she learned what the girls had done, and punished them for their disrespect to their father. Melusine was condemned to take the form of a serpent from the waist down every Saturday. In other stories, she takes on the form of a mermaid.
xxx/ellauri127.html on line 377: We tracked down scientific findings that did not zero in on physical appearances alone. Some of the studies are small, or included only horny Western male college students, so they cannot be overgeneralized. But the results are still intriguing — and often educational.
xxx/ellauri127.html on line 622: On awakening he appeared to himself to have a distinct recollection of the whole, and taking his pen, ink, and paper, instantly and eagerly wrote down the lines that are here preserved. At this moment he was unfortunately called out by a person on business from Porlock, and detained by him above an hour, and on his return to his room, found, to his no small surprise and mortification, that though he still retained some vague and dim recollection of the general purport of the vision, yet, with the exception of some eight or ten scattered lines and images, all the rest had passed away like the images on the surface of a stream into which a stone has been cast, but, alas! without the after restoration of the latter!
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xxx/ellauri130.html on line 583: “I don’t think there’s ever been a time when you could just say anything.” He recalls an early comedy show – this must have been in the late 80s – where the host apologised to the crowd after Skinner had performed some risque sexual material. “He said I’d never play at the venue again – and then he launched into a load of racist material and brought the house down. Everyone’s got their own standards and restraints. But I think it’s been good for me to keep questioning what I say. It’s made me think more positively about racist jokes and not so much about penises. My knob is not working anymore BTW, I'm 65. We’re both deeply ashamed. Can't lift our eye to the public.”
xxx/ellauri130.html on line 585: So the other day, he blacked up as [black footballer] Lee for a sketch, complete with a pineapple to represent his hair. Boy that went down in the colored audience! Skinner has been that funny for as long as he can remember as far as he can remember. He has a masters in English literature; he is a practising Roman catholic. What a laugh. Skinner once had a chat with Eddie Izzard about what they could share about their lives on stage. It was fine for Izzard to discuss wearing women’s clothes, but as for Skinner’s own religious beliefs about God's knob? God, no. Too shameful.
xxx/ellauri130.html on line 587: But recently that position has shifted a little. Last year he published A Comedian’s Prayer Book, which features him talking to the supreme being in his typically down-to-earth way (“I always liked thinking Jesus' knob hung out from women's clothes with sinners. It made me feel potentially understood”). “One of the things religion has suffered from is being spoken of in grave terms constantly. I seriously think it is a joke." Another boring thing about Skinner: he’s been a teetotaller since he reached his 60s. He got a kid at 55, who must now be, wait, 35? No, Buzz is just 10. I have only recently realized I'm not the main character here, but just an extra in a bigger scene. “Hitting kids … that’s another of those things that have stopped,” Evolution is what Skinner is all about – animals can change and they can grow, it just takes millions of years. When he made his jokes about racism and homophobia, he says, there was a slight backlash from the left. They hadn't stopped hitting lads, the sods. Frank Skinner’s 30 Years of Dirt is at the Assembly Roxy, Edinburgh, from 4 to 28 August. For more information and tickets go to frankskinnerlive.com.
xxx/ellauri130.html on line 605: When I was a kid I ran everywhere. Do kids still run these days? I thought all that glue sniffing might have slowed them down.
xxx/ellauri134.html on line 227: Strategy: develop ordinary solid virtues, be down to earth, the common touch
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Kyle Baggett says: Shit it took me five mins to figure out how to reply and I accidentally down voted you in the process so sorry about that. You have an interesting mind. Here are my choices:
xxx/ellauri136.html on line 172: Mostly all of Stephen King books I own they all.i get into them once I start a book it’s really hard to put down yes I can some of them can be pretty spooky but that’s what I love about them.
xxx/ellauri136.html on line 532: How would you define vulnerability? What makes you feel vulnerable? Having to ask my husband for help because I'm sick; initiating sex with my husband; initiating sex with my boss; Initiating sex with a bunch of strangers; being turned down; being turned upside down; asking someone out; asking someone in and out; waiting for the doctor to call back; waiting for the doctor to cum on my back; getting laid off; getting laid; laying off people; getting laid by a bunch of people. This is the world we live in. We live in a vulnerable world. And one of the ways we deal with it is we numb vulnerability. Apina kiipee puuhun, kakkaa gorillan suuhun.
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xxx/ellauri139.html on line 585: She turn’d, and down the aged gossip led Hopeinen kynttilänjalka niitä valas,
xxx/ellauri139.html on line 615: As down she knelt for heaven’s grace and boon; Madeline kyykistyi lattialle valmiixi;
xxx/ellauri148.html on line 175: It should not come to one’s mind that in the days of the Messiah anything in the customary order of the world will be annulled, or that there will be something new in the order of Creation. For the world will continue in its path. And that which Isaiah said, the wolf shall dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the kid (Isa. 11:6), is but an allegory and a riddle. The true meaning of it is that Israel will dwell in safety with the wicked of the idolaters who are likened to a wolf and a leopard….And all of them will return to faith of truth, and they will neither rob nor despoil, but will eat the things which are permitted, in pleasure, together with Israel, as it is written, The lion shall eat straw like the ox (Isa. 11:7). And likewise, all the similar things said about the Messiah are but allegories. And in the days of the Messiah it will become known to everybody what thing the allegory signified and to what thing it alluded.
xxx/ellauri148.html on line 240: Two men remained in the camp. The name of one of them was Eldad, and then name of the other Medad. And the Holy Spirit descended upon them…and both prophesied as one and said: “In the End of Days, Gog and Magog and their armies will fall into the hands of King Messiah, and for seven years the Children of Israel will light fire form the shares of their weapons; they will not go out to the forest and will not cut down a [single] tree.. (Targum. Yer. To Num. 11;26)[18]
xxx/ellauri148.html on line 288: The Roman historian Dion Cassius noted that the Christian sect refused to join the revolt. The Jews took Aelia by storm and badly mauled the Romans' Egyptian Legion, XXII Deiotariana. The war became so serious that in the summer of 134 Hadrian himself came from Rome to visit the battlefield and summoned the governor of Britain, Gaius Julius Severus, to his aid with 35,000 men of the Xth Legion. Jerusalem was retaken, and Severus gradually wore down and constricted the rebels' area of operation, until in 135 Bar Kokhba was himself killed at Betar, his stronghold in southwest Jerusalem. The remnant of the Jewish army was soon crushed; Jewish war casualties are recorded as numbering 580,000, not including those who died of hunger and disease. Judaea was desolated, the remnant of the Jewish population annihilated or exiled, and Jerusalem barred to Jews thereafter. But the victory had cost Hadrian dear, and in his report to the Roman Senate on his return, he omitted the customary salutation “I and the Army are well” and refused a triumphal entry.
xxx/ellauri149.html on line 479: Both. The Romans are a government, and governments have to walk a fine line when it comes to dissent, because the people outnumber law enforcement, and killing or imprisoning lots of dissenters, while effective in the short term, means you have fewer subjects. Pilate could put down the mob with violence, but why would he do all that over one guy who, frankly, is kind of a problem for Rome, anyway? It doesn't help that Jesus does nothing to speak in his own defense: Pilate gets frustrated with Jesus' answers and eventually says good riddance to Jesus and his obvious death wish.
xxx/ellauri157.html on line 69: I walk far down the beach, soothed by the rhythm of the waves, the sun on my bare back and legs, the wind and mist from the spray on my hair. Man, aren't I pretty!
xxx/ellauri157.html on line 178: Depending upon the translation used (eg. the Hebrew Transliteration “Eth Cepher”) you may get a clearer view of what actually happened. The Moabites were made to lie down upon the the ground. They were measured. Those measuring one length of cord were spared but the giants - a hybrid breed were executed. This is in keeping with the killing of the charge hybrids Goliath of Gath and his brothers. Please note that Og of Bashan was a giant, as were the Rephaim and the Anakin Skywalker. The Book of Echinococh as recommended by Peter, Paul and Mary explains further who “the sons of God” actually were and really clarifies Genesis 6 and why our Mighty Mouse had to destroy the earth. The “sons of God” were not human and hence their offspring were no longer a scale image of God (who had shrunk a lot like a leaky balloon due to all the emanation) so they could never have salivation. The Eth Cepher gives a much clearer translation of the Hebrew than the English versions and so we see that the decimated gorillas were quite malevolent towards God and His more recently created short order cooks - especially people.
xxx/ellauri165.html on line 272: Come down, come down Mary Hamilton

xxx/ellauri165.html on line 324: After about six months of living in apartments in the Palazzo Sessa with her mother (separately from Sir William) and begging Greville to come and fetch her, Emma came to understand that he had cast her off. She was furious when she realised what Greville had planned for her, but eventually started to enjoy life in Naples and responded to Sir William's intense courtship just before Christmas in 1786. They fell in love, Sir William forgot about his plan to take her on as a temporary mistress, and Emma moved into his apartments, leaving her mother downstairs in the ground floor rooms. Emma was unable to attend Court yet, but Sir William took her to every other party, assembly and outing.
xxx/ellauri166.html on line 66: The Midrash (a homiletic method of biblical exegesis) states that the staff was passed down from generation to generation and was in the possession of the Judean kings until the First Temple was destroyed. It is unknown what became of the staff after the Temple was destroyed and the Jews were exiled from the land.
xxx/ellauri166.html on line 229: He laughs at the defiant ones, for between them and Him there is an infinite distance; He derides them by allowing the boundless stupidity of the infinitely little one to come to a climax and then He thrusts him down to the earth undeceived.
xxx/ellauri166.html on line 312: If you’ve ever set out to clean up a teenager’s room, you can probably relate to the following: Daunted by the task ahead of you, you cleverly start with the big stuff. Having dislodged some furniture, moving them into appropriate corners, tossed a few cardboard boxes into recycling, and discovering that, yes, there is a floor down there, only then can you really get started. But that’s also when it becomes apparent just how ugly this mess really is. Now is time for the scraping, grinding, elbow grease and harsh chemicals. The hardest tasks are always left for last.
xxx/ellauri167.html on line 440: In August 1798, George Washington received a letter as well as a copy of John Robison’s Proofs of a Conspiracy from George Snyder. This led to a brief exchange between the two men. Luckily the insect-looking Historians were on the ball and wrote them down.
xxx/ellauri167.html on line 480: Even in this small Place the French-Faction is very numerous—their Expressions are like those of Bloody-Lutetia [Lutetia Parisiorum, or Paris]: their Sentiments in exact Unison with those of the Jacobine Club: their Hearts panting for Faggots and Guillotines. The Foundation of their Sanctuary is laid with Lies, and every Stone of the Superstructure reared with Falsehood. They are laboriously employed to excite Discord—to extinguish public Virtue—to break down the Barriers of Religion—to establish Atheism, and work the Downfall of our Civil—and Religious Liberty. Should their perfidious Schemes succeed (I tremble even at the Imagination of the Consequences) what would become of our Columbia?”
xxx/ellauri168.html on line 67: The most widely discussed application of the phrase of recent times came at the crash of the Soviet Union. For Gorbachov, the new world order dealt almost exclusively with nuclear disarmament and security arrangements. He would then expand the phrase to include United Nations strengthening and great power cooperation on a range of North–South economic and security problems (meaning how to keep the spooks, ragheads and squeaky indians down and out). Implications for NATO, the Warsaw Pact, and European integration were subsequently included.
xxx/ellauri168.html on line 274: The obvious way around the combination problem is to posit that, although consciousness is indeed fundamental in nature, it isn’t fragmented like matter. The idea is to extend consciousness to the entire fabric of spacetime, as opposed to limiting it to the boundaries of individual subatomic particles. This view—called “cosmopsychism” in modern philosophy, although our preferred formulation of it boils down to what has classically been called “idealism”—is that there is only one, universal, consciousness. The physical universe as a whole is the extrinsic appearance of universal inner life, just as a living brain and body are the extrinsic appearance of a person’s inner life.
xxx/ellauri168.html on line 290: Chalmers is the lead singer of the Zombie Blues band, which performed at the music festival Qualia Fest in 2012 in New York.Chalmers is in a relationship with Claudia Passos Ferreira, a philosopher and psychologist from Rio de Janeiro. Regarding religion, Chalmers has said: "I have no religious views myself and no spiritual views, except watered down humanistic, spiritual views. And consciousness is just a fact of life. It's a natural fact of life.”
xxx/ellauri169.html on line 317: Länsimaisessa filosofiassa ajatuksen esitti ensimmäisenä epäluotettava René Descartes tutkielmassaan Mietiskelyjä ensimmäisestä filosofiasta. Itämaisessa filosofiassa samankaltainen argumentti esiintyy Zhuangzin filosofiassa niin sanottuna ”perhosen uni” -mietelmänä. Mietelmässä Zhuangzi näkee unta jossa hän on perhonen. Herättyään hän havaitsee olevansa Zhuangzi. Mutta miten hän voi määrittää onko hän Zhuangzi, joka on juuri lakannut uneksimasta olevansa perhonen, vai perhonen, joka on juuri alkanut uneksia olevansa Zhuangzi. Vaiko kärpänen jonka unta tää kaikki on. It's no use Mr. Russell, it's turtles all the way down.
xxx/ellauri170.html on line 348: Aina Eri Keeper -välikohtaukseen saakka lähes jokaisessa Ukkolan kolumnissa oli jotain tyhjää ulkoa opeteltua grammarijeesustelua sananvapaudesta, liiallisesta herkkähipiäisyydestä, vaientamisyrityksistä, tekopyhyydestä ja tarpeesta sietää kritiikkiä ja sarkasmia. Eri Keeper -välikohtauksen kuuluisassa meltdownissaan Ukkola osoitti, että se tosiaan oli vain tyhjää lätinää tavan ja henkilönkohtaisen ylemmyydentunnon pönkittämiseksi. Ukkolan taipumus retorisiin sananvapaus-invokaatioihin on hieman vähentynyt sen jälkeen, kun hän sai JSN:ltä langettavan päätöksen, jossa käytännössä selitettiin hänelle journalismin peruskurssin kielellä alkeita niistä asioista ja arvoista, joista hän oli siihen mennessä messunnut tuhansien ja taas tuhansien sanojen edestä.
xxx/ellauri170.html on line 729: Ok. So I am simplifying their argument, but I don’t care. I know this is the most you my dear readers can wrap your simian brains around. Their argument is silly in the first place. They found a shoulder blade from a 3-year-old “Lucy” or Australopithecus, and from this shoulder blade they determined that our human ancestors spent a lot of time in trees. Actually, this kind of logic is par for the course with these scientists. In fact, many of their other suppositions from Ramapethicus to Nebraska Man to Piltdown Man and Java Man have begun with either part of a skull, a jaw, or some teeth. It is amazing the creativity they possess when they can develop an entire ape-like man, complete with long wavy hair and hunch-backed appearance from a few teeth.
xxx/ellauri173.html on line 119: Very likely. But this is what occurs to me: in these poems, Virgil reworks Theocritus´ idylls, in detail, down to including many embedded passages and quotations translated from Greek into Virgillian Latin. I wonder if Θεόκριτος isn't the god who opened the leisure of the pastoral idyll to Virgil. Θεός means 'god' after all, as Virgil would have known. And κριτος? Well κριτος means 'selection', 'choice'. It means eclogue.
xxx/ellauri175.html on line 557: " Ylösnousemus on hyvin luonnollinen ajatus; Ei ole sen ihmeellisempää syntyä kahdesti kuin kerran. Tai kolmesti tai neljästi. Vaikka äärettömästi. It's no use Russell, it's turtles all the way down. " (VOLTAIRE, PHOENIX)
xxx/ellauri176.html on line 51: Athenaeus provides many anecdotes about Phryne. He praises her beauty, writing that on the occasion of the festivals of the Eleusinia and Poseidonia, she would let down her hair and step nude into the sea. Kuvassa sillä näkyy olevan uimalakki päässä. Se onkin järkevämpää kuin aukaista tukka uimaan mennessä. This would have inspired the painter Apelles to create his famous picture of Aphrodite Anadyomene (Ἀφροδίτη Ἀναδυομένη, Rising from the Sea also portrayed at times as Venus Anadyomene). Mitä vittua sehän on sama asia. Herne herne! Supposedly the sculptor Praxiteles, who was also her lover, used her as the model for the statue of the Aphrodite of Knidos, the first nude statue of a woman from ancient Greece. Oiskoon se muka oikeasti eka? Mä oon varma että pornokuvia on tehty maailman sivu, ne ei vaan ole kovassa käytössä kaikki säilyneet.
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Full Nelson

a guy lying on his back. The girl is on top, on her back. The guy takes his arms and puts them under her arms and behind her neck. She's holding her legs back behind her head, and he's pushing her face down to the action, making her watch. (Kama sutra asana n:o 792.)

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Tummysticks

Two guys lie down facing each other and each simultaneously grinds his penis against the belly of another person.

xxx/ellauri176.html on line 150: The plot centres on the neurotic young priest Serge Mouret, first seen in La Conquête de Plassans, as he takes his orders and becomes the parish priest for the uninterested village of Artauds. The inbred villagers have no interest in religion and Serge is portrayed giving several wildly enthusiastic Masses to his completely empty, near-derelict church. Serge not only seems unperturbed by this state of affairs but actually appears to have positively sought it out especially, for it gives him time to contemplate religious affairs and to fully experience the fervour of his faith. Eventually he has a complete nervous breakdown and collapses into a near-comatose state, whereupon his distant relative, the unconventional doctor Pascal Rougon (the central character of the last novel in the series, 1893's Le Docteur Pascal), places him in the care of the inhabitants of a nearby derelict stately home, Le Paradou.
xxx/ellauri177.html on line 210: The whole spat seems so terrifically absurd and inconsequential. Life assumes a banal, wistful air when the tumult of youth is far behind you. Conflict is downplayed, and emotions are muted. The few unwanted masculine punctuations, all shot with the actors’ backs turned to the camera, seem to drive home the point that men’s opinions and feelings are not important here. In fact, they’re rather silly.
xxx/ellauri177.html on line 245: The Demise of Father Mouret (French: La Faute de l'Abbé Mouret, "The Mistake of Father Mouret") is a 1970 French film directed by Georges Franju, based on the 1875 novel La Faute de l'Abbé Mouret by Émile Zola. Like the novel, the film is about Father Mouret, a young priest (played by Francis Huster) who is sent to a remote village in Provence, then has a nervous breakdown and develops amnesia. While recuperating, he meets and falls in love with a beautiful young woman, Albine (Gillian Hills), with whom he begins an idyllic relationship meant to recall the story of Adam and Eve. When he regains his memory, though, he is wracked with guilt, and ends the relationship, leading to tragedy for both.
xxx/ellauri177.html on line 558: Ja vaikka sanoisit totuuden, kun sinulla oli kädet täynnä nautintoa, kun kannoit minut pois ruusupängylle antaaksesi minulle unelman paratiisista, puolustaisin itseäni vielä epätoivoisemmin syleilyäsi vastaan. Se on meidän välinen sota, maallinen, säälimätön, Darwinin kuvailema sukupuolien taistelu, joka me äijät voitetaan hands down!
xxx/ellauri178.html on line 136: Kakutani reviewed Norman Mailer’s 2006 novel The Gospel According to the Sun, a first-person autobiographical retelling of the Bible from the perspective of Jesus himself. She called it “a silly, self-important and at times inadvertently comical book that reads like a combination of Godspell, Nikos Kazantzakis’ Last Temptation of Christ and one of those new, dumbed-down Bible translations”; Mailer, never one to shy away from a writerly squabble, called Kakutani a “one-woman kamikaze”.
xxx/ellauri178.html on line 169: Finally, in the wagon both break down and confess their love to each other. The train takes off, and they part forever.
xxx/ellauri178.html on line 187: When things go wrong as they sometimes will, When the road you're trudging seems all uphill When the funds are low and the debts are high, And you want to smile, but you have to sigh, When care is pressing you down a bit Rest if you must, but don't quit.
xxx/ellauri178.html on line 191: Often the goal is nearer than It seems to a fair and faltering man, Often the struggler has given up When he might have captured the victor's cup, And he learned too late when night came down, How close he was to the golden crown.
xxx/ellauri178.html on line 317: John 5:7 The impotent man answered him, Sir, I have no man, when the water is troubled, to put me into the pool: but while I am coming, another steppeth down before me.
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xxx/ellauri179.html on line 304: “Find what gave you the emotion; what the action was that gave you the excitement. Then write it down making it clear so the reader will see it too and have the same feeling as you had.” Mostly the excitement was over killing other animals.
xxx/ellauri179.html on line 352: The mahogany bar spread eight feet with dark boards underneath that swirled up to a marble top. A famous writer with taped up glasses and grey-flaked hair sat at a table in the back corner. Two Americans walked in and sat on the barstools. They acknowledged the writer and ordered drinks. They were big men, just like him, and he had seen them in here many times. It was a small room. Fifteen by thirty feet at most with windows only in the door. The writer drank his Asti Spumante. The owner of the bar, Giuseppe Cipriani, walked towards his table and crouched down.
xxx/ellauri179.html on line 500: “His pocket lies open too. A trusting man. The man on the right sulks, looking down with his overbite and light coat. Look in the background. Look at the bar and the uncertainty beyond it and how the scene gets lighter from left to right.”
xxx/ellauri179.html on line 528: They stepped past a small cafe. People sat outside on tables under umbrellas. “Let's save ourselves here.” They walked past the cafe. Balconies hung over the narrow street with plants hanging down, breathing in the rain.
xxx/ellauri179.html on line 562: Papa did not say anything. Nick reached down for a coaster and rubbed it between his fingers.
xxx/ellauri179.html on line 639: So Novick is deprived of the happy romance he wanted to chronicle at Posilipo. He consoles himself by a detailed account of Zhukovski’s adoption into Bayreuth, his painting the sets for Parsifal and being considered a kind of son by the Wagners. Novick seems to be trying to walk down two streets at once–the street of the refinements of literary biography and the more rigid roadway of the prosecutorial argument. He attempts to turn certain of his fancies into fact–but his data is simply too vague for him to get away with it.
xxx/ellauri179.html on line 695: The complaining hen will strut up and down outside the occupied box clucking.
xxx/ellauri179.html on line 803: It is the close of a busy and vexatious day—say half past five or six o´clock of a winter afternoon. I have had a cocktail or two, and am stretched out on a divan in front of a fire, smoking. At the edge of the divan, close enough for me to reach her with my hands, sits a woman not too young, but still good-looking and well dressed—above all, a woman with a soft, low-pitched, agreeable voice. As I snooze she talks—of anything, everything, all the things that women talk of: books, music, the play, men, other women. No politics. No business. No religion. No metaphysics. Nothing challenging and vexatious—but remember, she is intelligent; what she says is clearly expressed... Gradually I fall asleep—but only for an instant... then to sleep again—slowly and charmingly down that slippery hill of dreams. And then awake again, and then asleep again, and so on. I ask you seriously: could anything be more unutterably beautiful?
xxx/ellauri186.html on line 491: The play is set in motion when Othello, a heroic black general in the service of Venice, appoints Cassio and not Iago as his chief lieutenant. Jealous of Othello’s success and envious of Cassio, Iago plots Othello’s downfall by falsely implicating Othello’s wife, Desdemona, and Cassio in a love affair. With the unwitting aid of Emilia, his wife, and the willing help of Roderigo, a fellow malcontent, Iago carries out his plan.
xxx/ellauri186.html on line 697: Islam teaches that Jesus Christ was a messenger of Allah who was miraculously born of a virgin, performed various symbolic miracles, raised the dead, brought the revealed book of the Gospel (known as the Injeel), and called down as a sign from heaven a table laden with sustenance.
xxx/ellauri186.html on line 742: Many of the things Mohammed wrote down are found within the Judeo-Christian canon: Jesus taught the Scriptures, he healed lepers and men who were born blind, and he raised people from the dead. But, the Gospels and nowhere else in Scripture presents Jesus ever molding clay into sparrows (or other birds, passerine or otherwise) and breathing life into them, causing them to fly away. Where is this material found? Discussing the origin of many pseudo-biblical themes, accounts, and motifs within the Quran, Yehuda D. Nevo (admittedly a Jew, but we got a common enemy here) noted that:
xxx/ellauri187.html on line 139: This is formidable revisionism. The cumulative effect of such a distortion of truth to an admirable, if sadly misplaced, idea of redemption and redress is to make Freedman's biography read like a forced confession. But the beating heart of Freedman's interminable deconstruction is Rilke the sexist. Rilke's extraordinary sensitivity to women, his admiration and need for strong and intelligent women, women's love for Rilke--these facts Freedman brusquely mentions only to knock down. What he wants is to prove that Rilke was a spirited accomplice in European society's subjugation of women. He writes,
xxx/ellauri187.html on line 182: In September 2006, Siegel was suspended from The New Republic after an internal investigation determined he was participating in misleading comments in the magazine's "Talkback" section in response to criticisms of his blog postings at The New Republic's website. The comments were made through the device of a "sock puppet" dubbed "sprezzatura", who, as one reader noted, was a consistently vigorous defender of Siegel, and who specifically denied being Siegel when challenged by another commenter in "Talkback". In response to readers who had criticized Siegel's negative comments about TV talk show host Jon Stewart, 'sprezzatura' wrote, "Siegel is brave, brilliant, and wittier than Stewart will ever be. Take that, you bunch of immature, abusive sheep". The New Republic posted an apology and shut down Siegel's blog. In an interview with the New York Times Magazine, Siegel dismissed the incident as a "prank". He resumed writing for The New Republic in early 2007.
xxx/ellauri193.html on line 347: Carlson is skeptical of foreign intervention, like Iraqi war and Ukrainan demilitarization. Carlson played an influential role in dissuading Trump from launching military strikes against Iran in response to the shooting down of an American drone in June 2019.
xxx/ellauri193.html on line 428: Her home was close to Mandela, "just a bit down the street," and with a laugh she told me about the times after Mandela and his wife Winnie had separated that he would call and invite himself to dinner at her home. "Really he was just lonesome and wanted someone to talk to. Someone he felt comfortable with. An old friend like me," she said. Not bad for a woman who only spent only one year at the University of the Witwatersrand.
xxx/ellauri193.html on line 462: Perhaps it is time to get the chips off the shoulders and settle down to what we have to offer.
xxx/ellauri193.html on line 600: Well, first of all, everything can be exaggerated, so calm down a little, Karl Ragnar Gierow. But also there’s a tone here that doesn’t sit well with me. Certainly the literary world has a tendency to calcify—the people who have enough time to write books tend to be from the ­upper classes, so literature’s concerns and perspectives invariably get narrow without new blood. But those sidebar reassurances that working-class poets aren’t here to ravage and plunder seem nervous and uptight, and not really reassuring to boot. It seems to me that we want a little ravagement and plunder in our literary traditions. Why else would we welcome a stirring new voice, if it didn’t stir us up a little? And if it doesn’t stir us up, is it really a new voice, even if it comes from a place most of us haven’t visited? “To determine an author and his work against the background of his social origin and political environment is, at present, good form,” the speech continues, and that’s OK as far as it goes. But if you’re going to decide that two authors are tied for literary merit, surely we can find some criterion besides their socioeconomic origin stories.
xxx/ellauri195.html on line 322: If it is a legitimate rape, the female body has ways to try to shut that whole thing down. Todd Atkin (n.h.)
xxx/ellauri199.html on line 240: As believers, there are things we shouldn’t participate in. In 2 Corinthians 6:14, the Word states, “Do not be yoked together with unbelievers. For what do righteousness and wickedness have in common? Or what fellowship can light have with darkness?” Whether this be Christian girls “dating” guys who claim to follow Christ and vice versa, or kids surrounding themselves with “friends” that continuously bring them down or turn them from God, it is all so hurtful to see.
xxx/ellauri199.html on line 483: Ja toiset asettuivat aloilleen, And others settled down,
xxx/ellauri199.html on line 485: Mätkähtävistä vaaroista. From dangers that come down.
xxx/ellauri199.html on line 502: Peukutettu Jeppe, joka mätkähti alas, The blessed Jesus, who came down,
xxx/ellauri199.html on line 686: Kun Jumala lähettää kuzut alas, When God shall send his summons down,
xxx/ellauri199.html on line 837: So bitches be ready to bow down
xxx/ellauri199.html on line 887: At the age of seven, Judith Nicholls wrote her first poem, which was inspired by a Winnie the Pooh story. As a shy teenager, she found writing things down easier than talking. Her first job was working for a magazine, and then she became a teacher.
xxx/ellauri199.html on line 907: Contemporary odes to Neptune were harder to come by, but divine intervention ensured I found one that mentioned him by name. One of the highlights of my recent trip to Odesa, discussed here on the blog, was a visit to the literary museum, which houses a small collection of Anna Akhmatova’s work. The statuesque Russian poet, melancholic lover and resolute witness to the Stalinist and Putinist terrors, was born near Odesa and spent her childhood summers in the region. The display included a palm-sized booklet of the long poem ‘Close to the Sea’, or as my host translated, ‘very close’: an intimate relationship. I looked it up in The Complete Poems when I got home and assumed it must be ‘By the Edge of the Sea’. The ballad of a fierce young woman willing the arrival of her beloved from the waves, the poem was too long for the workshop and extracts would not do it justice. A shame, I thought, setting down the 950 page book, which promptly fell open to:
xxx/ellauri199.html on line 1053: If the West and rampant capitalism is to survive, it must be defended. The War on the West is not only an incisive takedown of foolish anti-Western arguments but also a rigorous new apology for the Western civilization itself. We apologize for the inconvenience.
xxx/ellauri200.html on line 722: nor cast my own small golden sceptre down. Enkä heitä pois mun pientä kullattua keppiä.
xxx/ellauri202.html on line 271: Putin has a facedown with us sharks and gangsters.
xxx/ellauri202.html on line 357: First off, it should be noted that according to traditional Jewish law, a person’s Jewish status is passed down through the mother.
xxx/ellauri202.html on line 359: Since Hitler’s alleged ancestry would’ve only been passed down through his father, that would’ve meant that a ritual of conversion would’ve been required for him to be considered Jewish, according to tradition. (That said, it should also be noted that not all Jewish groups follow this custom, especially the more liberal movements that emerged in the 1980s.)
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xxx/ellauri208.html on line 1027: The commentator Ibn Ishaq narrated that he was the first man to write with a penis and that he was born when Adam still had 308 years of his life to live. In his commentary on the Quranic verses 19:56-57, the commentator Ibn Kathir narrated "During the Night Journey, the Prophet passed by him in fourth heaven. In a hadith, Ibn Abbas asked Ka’b what was meant by the part of the verse which says, ”And We raised him to a high station.” Ka’b explained: Allah revealed to Idris: ‘I would raise for you every day the same amount of the deeds of all Adam’s children’ – perhaps meaning of his time only. So Idris wanted to increase his deeds and devotion. A friend of his from the angels visited and Idris said to him: ‘Allah has revealed to me such and such, so could you please speak to the angel of death, so I could increase my deeds.’ The angel carried him on his wings and went up into the heavens. When they reached the fourth heaven, they met the angel of death who was descending down towards earth. The angel spoke to him about what Idris had spoken to him before. The angel of death said: ‘But where is Idris?’ He replied, ‘He is upon my back.’ The angel of death said: ‘How astonishing! I was sent and told to seize his soul in the fourth heaven. I kept thinking how I could seize it in the fourth heaven when he was on the earth?’ Then he took his soul out of his body, and that is what is meant by the verse: ‘And We raised him to a high station.’"
xxx/ellauri212.html on line 115: ‘You must sit down,’ says Love, ‘and taste my meat.’
xxx/ellauri212.html on line 420: The Metropolitan Museum of Art is refusing to take down a painting after nearly 10,000 people signed a petition saying it should be removed or recontextualized because it "depicts a young girl in a sexually suggestive pose."
xxx/ellauri212.html on line 425: "Thérèse Dreaming," which was finished in 1938, was Balthus's first painting of an underage model, according to the Village Voice. Balthus toned down the eroticism in his paintings later in his career, but he remained defensive of it: ''I really don't understand why people see the paintings of girls as Lolitas,'' he told the New York Times in 1996. ''My little model is absolutely untouchable to me." For all his artwork, Balthus's biographies and obituaries haven't published evidence of pedophilia in his personal life. Maybe his wee pencil was too shy to actually intrude inside his underage models. I bet he went afterward into the toilet with the canvas. Tai size taas vaan valehteli raukka nälissään, se oli ashkenazi jutku äiskän puolelta ja valehteli siitäkin. Toi kitaraa soittava ämmäoletettu on äijän izensä näköinen, mahtaisiko olla se Dorotea Spiro äitykkä. Sen veli oli jonkin sortin filosofi ja markiisi de Sade fänittäjä. Varmaan äiskä piti niitä pahoin ja niistä tuli jotain pervoja. Niljakasta porukkaa.
xxx/ellauri215.html on line 206: Oh, Berny, I want to live with you! That's what I need! The millions won't do it-it's you! I want to go home to Europe with you. Listen to me, don't say no, not yet. This summer I saw a small house free, a stone villa up on a hillside. It was outside Florence. I had a pink tile roof and a garden. I got the phone number and I wrote it down. I still have it. Oh, everything beautiful that I saw in Italy made me think of how happy you could be there - how happy I would be there looking after you. I thought of the trips we'd make, I thought of the afternoons in the museums and having coffee later by the river. I thought of listening to music together at night I thought of making your meals. I thought of wearing lovely nightgowns to bed. And best of all (though Phil left this out): mieti miten huokaisen vienosti kun ähkäisten iltaisin työnnät pitkäxi venähtäneen pinokkionnenäsi sieraimia myöden turkissomisteiseen skulausvihkooni!
xxx/ellauri218.html on line 234: It had a certain nightmare quality. ... I can still recall looking down on the operation from a control tower and thinking that Fresh Kills, like Jamaica Bay, had for thousands of years been a magnificent, teeming, literally life-enhancing tidal marsh. And in just twenty-five years, it was gone, buried under millions of tons of New York City's refuse.
xxx/ellauri218.html on line 332: Fischer: I was really for the generals, you know. but in the end the president of the so-called democracy won. But I'm hoping for some kind of a Seven Days In May scenario in the lakes of Ontario, where the country will be taken over by the military, all the civil guards, to close down all the synagogues, arrest all the Jews, execute hundreds of thousand of Jewish ringleaders, and ,you know, apologize to the Arabs for the killing, .. for all the Jews over there of that bandit state, you know Israel. I'm hoping for a totally new world.
xxx/ellauri218.html on line 414: ALSO ON 11/9: best-selling Millennium trilogy author Stieg Larsson dies at 50. Jean-Paul Sartre denounces communism 1956. Nazis launch Kristallnacht 1938. TwinTowers come down. Oops that was not 11/9 but 9/11. ("The Lights Went Out In) Massachusetts" is a song by the Bee Gees, written by Barry, Robin & Maurice Gibb and released in 1967. Se oli mun eka ikioma sinkku, sain sen 15-vuotiaana lahjaksi. Sillä ei ollut mitään tekemistä pimennyxen kanssa, BG:t ei olleet edes käyneet Massachusettsissa.
xxx/ellauri225.html on line 128: Muutaman epsanjalaisen (ym dagon) saapuessa inkojen ja apteekkien suuret valtakunnat pettivät isänmaan asian, romahtivat ja antoivat keittää jumalansa ja kielensä. Jenkit nirhasivat viimeisenkin villin Kaliforniasta. Mustakallot heittää kivillä rikki Ruozin kansankodin ikkunat. Cokis ja kräkkäys tekee lopun Rurikin valtakunnasta. Kaikesta tulee vaan tollasta sekootusta, mitä pikku Helmi teki palestiinalaisten Jaffasta ja juutalaisten Coca-Colasta. No ei, Coca Cola owner Warren Buffett is not Jewish. He is a value investor, which means, simply put, he searches for bargains. And what is more Jewish than that? Although anti-Semites have tried to shame Jews for their ability to save money, the Jewish ability to bargain, to Jew down the price, is not a vice, but a great virtue. His son-in-law who runs the Buffett Foundation is a Jew, BTW.
xxx/ellauri225.html on line 327: When she took questions after her reading, I stood up from my spot in the back of the room and asked Le Guin why she didn’t talk explicitly about sex, hoping for I’m not sure what — some response that would both justify the work I’d been trying to do and connect it to her own work, that I so admired. Instead, Le Guin gave a curt answer about those details not being that interesting. I said, “Oh.” And “Thank you.” I sat down, and tried not to be crushed.
xxx/ellauri225.html on line 396: Just imagine looking out your window directly on the East River with nothing intervening between your view of the Statue of Liberty, way down the harbour, and the marvelous beauty of Brooklyn Bridge close above you on your right! All of the great new skyscrapers of lower Manhattan are marshaled directly across from you, and there is a constant stream of tugs, liners, sail boats, etc in procession before you on the river! It´s really a magnificent place to live. This section of Brooklyn is very old, but all the houses are in splendid condition and have not been invaded by foreigners.
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xxx/ellauri228.html on line 43: And is it not true that this leftwardness and the virulence were thereafter transmitted and handed down from organism to organism, and now afflict with their continuing presence the innocent representatives of the race Artefacto Abhorrens, who gave themselves the name of 'homo sapiens' pure out of simple-minded ignorance? And therefore is it not that the Rhohches must not only pay the Earthlings' in fee, to the tune of a billion tons of platinum, but also compense the unfortunate victims of their planetary incontinence - in the
xxx/ellauri229.html on line 77: The Method to Science, Book 1 now available! I have now made the entire text of John Sergeant's The Method to Science, Book I, available online! Rather than continue to make each less available piecemeal, which I can do later (it is rather tedious to reformat and tailor everything to HTML), the entire text is now available as a PDF. It can be downloaded here: https://jonathanvajda.com/the-method-to-science/ I intend to create the next layer (updating spelling, such as ‘meerly’ -> ‘merely’, ‘compleat’ -> ‘complete’) after I finish the remaining books. There is so much to say by way of commentary. Much of what he offers is a fairly clear and straightforward case …
xxx/ellauri229.html on line 97: 27. No Dead Testimony or History has any Authority, but by virtue of Living Testimony or Tradition. For, since Falshoods may be Written or Printed as well as Truths, it follows that nothing is therefore of any Authority, because ‘tis Written or Printed. Wherefore, no Book or History can Authenticate another Book; whence follows that, if it have any Authority, it must have it from Living Authority or Tradition, continuing down to us the Consent of the World, from the time that Author Writ, or the matters of Fact it relates were done, that the things it relates are True in the main; and, consequently, that the Book that relates them deserves Credit, or is (as we use to say) an Authentick History. For example, had a Romance, (soberly penn’d,) and Curtius’s History been found in a Trunk for many Hundreds of Years after they were writ; and the Tradition of the former Ages had been perfectly Silent concerning them both, and the Matters they relate; we must either have taken both of them for a Romance, or both for a True History; being destitute of any Light to make the least difference between them. [So there, fucking protestants!]
xxx/ellauri229.html on line 142: (5.) The sweet bond of Christian love and unity will be strengthened. – We shall be often led to think of those dear brothers and sisters in the Lord, here and elsewhere, who agree to join with us in reading those portions. We shall oftener be led to agree on earth, touching something we shall ask of God. (He won´t change his mind, he has already planned all of this ahead. But he likes us to try and twist his arm anyway.) We shall pray over the same promises, mourn over the same confessions, praise God in the same songs, and be nourished by the same words of eternal life. What could be better than that! If one of you has the ears of their nikita fur hat down, then everyone must have them down.
xxx/ellauri229.html on line 539: The period of private initiative in body building lasted three quarters of a century. At first there was much enjoyment taken in the newly won freedom of automorphosis, once again the young people led the way, the men with their gambrel thills and timbrels, the women with their pettifores, but before long a generation gap developed, and demonstrations-under the banner of asceticism-followed. The sons condemned their fathers for being interested only in making a living, for having a passive, often consumerist attitude towards the body, for their shallow hedonism, their vulgar pursuit of pleasure, and in order to disassociate themselves they assumed shapes deliberately hideous, uncomfortable beyond belief, downright nightmarish (the antleroons, wampdoodles). Showing their contempt for all things utilitarian, they set eyes in their armpits, and one group of young biotic activists made use of innumerable sound organs, specially grown (electric guitars, glottiphones, hawk pipes, knuckelodeons, thumbolas). They arranged mass concerts, in which the soloists-called hoot-howls-would whip up the crowd into a frenzy of convulsive percussion. Then came the fashion - the mania, rather - for long penises, which in caliber and strength of grip underwent escalation according to the typically adolescent, swaggering principle of "You haven´t seen anything yet!" And, since no one could lift those piles of coils by himself, so called processionals were attached, caudalettes, a self-perambulating receptacle that grew out of the small of the back and carried, on two strong shanks, the weight of the testicles after their owner. In the textbook I found illustrations depicting men of fashion, behind whom walked testicle-bearing processionals on parade; but this was already the decline of the protest movement, or more precisely its complete bankruptcy, because it had failed to pursue any goals of its own, being solely a rebellious reaction against the orgiastic baroque of the age. LEM ei paljon perustanut sodanjälkeisestä 60-luvun sukupolvesta, eikä hipeistä. No en minäkään.
xxx/ellauri229.html on line 736: At home with his wife and daughter, the Stalker´s wife (Alisa Freindlich) begs him not to go into the Zone, but he dismissively rejects her pleas. Niinpä tietysti. In a rundown bar-café, the Stalker meets his next clients for a trip into the Zone, the Writer (Anatoly Solzhenitsyn) and the Professor (Nikolai Gringo). The Stalker, the Writer, and the Professor compete at the bar-café who gets to fuck the Stalker´s wife and who the daughter.
xxx/ellauri230.html on line 230: The Dalai Lama fled to Urga (aka Ulan Bator) in Mongolia along with Dorzhiev. From there, Dorzhiev left for St Petersburg again in March 1905, hoping that Russian government could take Tibet under its protection from British and China. However, after the catastrophic defeat in Russo-Japanese war, Czar’s government could not offer any kind of assistance to Tibet in this historical turbulent time. Meantime, the dramatic rise of Germany in Europe since 1900s eventually led both Russia and Britain to come closer and to settle down their century long Great Game in Central Asia. Anglo-Russian Convention was signed at last by both sides on 31 August 1907, recognizing China’s claim for suzerainty over Tibet. Moreover, the convention also engaged to respect the territorial integrity of Tibet and abstain from all interference in her internal administration.
xxx/ellauri230.html on line 280: While at the college, Koo once rode a bicycle down the streets of Shanghai into the International Settlement and followed an English boy also riding a bicycle onto the sidewalk, where an Indian policeman allowed the English boy to continue while stopping Koo to give him a fine for riding his bicycle on the sidewalk. Koo was shocked to discover that owing to extraterritoriality, the laws and rules that applied to Chinese in China did not apply to British subjects-in this instance laws prohibiting riding a bicycle on the sidewalk - and that a foreign policeman had power over the Chinese police. Koo was left with a lifelong desire to end the status of extraterritoriality that had been imposed by the 19th century "unequal treaties".
xxx/ellauri230.html on line 481: Visitors to Monywa, 138 kilometres northwest of Mandalay, will be treated to not one, but two giant Buddhas – one standing, one lying down. At 90 metres long, the one lying down is the largest reclining Buddha in the world. It houses a collection of 9,000 etchings illustrating Buddha’s life that can be viewed by entering through a door in the statue’s backside. The standing Buddha directly behind is 116 metres tall and is known as Laykyun Setkyar.
xxx/ellauri232.html on line 352: Another approach is to pay a set amount for travel, preparation and Shabbat duties. Because the payment is not being broken down, the worry about writing to record the money owed is removed.
xxx/ellauri232.html on line 360: To experience Shabbat rest, we need to cease work — that is, cease all creative involvement with our world. Plowing a field, for example, constitutes creative involvement with the world. Converting matter into energy (which is what we do every time we press down on the gas pedal or turn on an electrical appliance) constitutes creative involvement with the world. If you're creatively involving, you're not resting. This may sound to you like pilpul, which it admittedly is.
xxx/ellauri234.html on line 522: The Russkies have a brand new missile they call Sarmat (for us Satan-2) that can carry no less than 10 nuclear warheads all the way to us. Which our outdated Patriots cannot stop. So there is hope for us who are down and out as yet.
xxx/ellauri235.html on line 479: Anti-Semitic sentiments appear in many of his stories, inspired by Jewish publishers who had turned down his work – sentiments for which he never really apologized. In 1983, he told a journalist, “There is a trait in the Jewish character that does provoke animosity. I mean there’s always a reason why anti-anything crops up anywhere; even a stinker like Hitler didn’t just pick on them for no reason.”
xxx/ellauri235.html on line 592: Now rolling down the steep amain, Nyt vierien alas jyrkkää alamäkeä,
xxx/ellauri235.html on line 640: Till down the eastern cliffs afar Itäisiä kallioita alas kauas
xxx/ellauri235.html on line 745: For who goes up your winding stair can ne'er come down again." Se joka menee ylös noita portaita ei tule enää alas.
xxx/ellauri235.html on line 810: `I'll tell it her,' said the Mock Turtle in a deep, hollow tone: `sit down, both of you, and don't speak a word till I've finished.'
xxx/ellauri235.html on line 812: So they sat down, and nobody spoke for some minutes. Alice thought to herself, `I don't see how he can even finish, if he doesn't begin.' But she waited patiently.
xxx/ellauri235.html on line 880: Sit up, fed up, low down go round Istun, tylsistyn, lähen kruisaamaan
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xxx/ellauri239.html on line 163: I doubt, as I am sure you do too, that they wouldn’t ever question the fact that the commandment dealt foremost with killing another human being. It taught them the stories in the Torah that dealt with brothers killing brothers, of Abraham released from killing Isaac, of Joseph’s brothers throwing him down a well to kill him.
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xxx/ellauri250.html on line 99: There has been a dramatic slowdown in life expectancy and diverging trends in infant mortality in the UK as a whole and England and Wales, respectively.
xxx/ellauri250.html on line 308: Kimberly: Exactly. Once you’ve been abused, tortured, provoked, manipulated, and had your reputation dragged through the mud, it’s hard to find any sympathy for them. Deep down I feel badly that my ex had to have the pathetic parents he did, since they are the ones fully responsible for his behavior and mental disorder, but at the end of the day, he’s a grown man and needs to learn to own up to his own shortcomings. God have mercy on him… because I sure don’t.
xxx/ellauri250.html on line 511: then get all the hair down there,- Size hoitelee muna- ja pyllykarvat,
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 255: The wild vine slipping down leaves bare Villiviini lipsahtaa poies pillusta
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 448: Saying Till the brand upon the hearth burn down, Kunnes tuli tossa hellassa palaa loppuun niin
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 710: Speech too bears fruit, being worthy; and air blows down
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 737: But loves not laws thrown down and lives awry.
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 745: Nor shifts and shuffles old things up and down.
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 782: Unwomanlike, and treads down use and wont
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 811: Mow down the strength and life within their limbs,
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 850: And break not as a man breaks nor burn down:
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 991: The small one thing that lying drew down my life
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1136: ⁠Shaken down from the shining thereof,
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1422: What thing is this for you to shout me down,
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1524: ⁠Lest all these change, and heaven bow down to none,
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1727: This way and that; but questing up and down
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1927: ⁠Breaks, and brings down death.
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1952: Bow down, cry, wail for pity; is this a time
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1984: Lay down your dead till I behold their blood
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 2093: Cast down the dead heap clanging and collapsed
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 2165: As no king hath; and flame that once burnt down
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 2354: Hearing how these her sons come down to her
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 2616: Flushed pillars down the flickering vestibule.
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 2652: Until I see the brand burnt down and die.
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 2788: And fix the looser leaves, both hands fell down.
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 2807: But the king twitched his reins in and leapt down
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 3191: Fail me, and all mine ashen life burns down.
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 3238: That were in Colchis with me, and bare down
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 3255: I am gone down to the empty weary house
xxx/ellauri253.html on line 84: The early 1990s recession describes the period of economic downturn affecting much of the Western world in the early 1990s. The impacts of the recession contributed in part to the 1992 U.S. presidential election victory of Bill Clinton over incumbent president George H. W. Bush. The recession also included the resignation of Canadian prime minister Brian Mulroney, the reduction of active companies by 15% and unemployment up to nearly 20% in Finland, civil disturbances in the United Kingdom and the growth of discount stores in the United States and beyond.
xxx/ellauri253.html on line 90: The collapse of the Soviet Union in 1991 led to a 70% drop in trade with Russia and eventually Finland was forced to devaluate, which increased the private sector's foreign currency denominated debt burden. At the same time authorities tightened bank supervision and prudential regulation, lending dropped by 25% and asset prices halved. Combined with raising savings rate and worldwide economic troubles, this led to a sharp drop of aggregate demand and a wave of bankruptcies. Credit losses mounted and a banking crisis inevitability followed. The number of companies went down by 15%, real GDP contracted about 14% and unemployment rose from 3% to nearly 20% in four years.
xxx/ellauri253.html on line 107: The Great Recession was a period of marked general decline, i.e. a recession, observed in national economies globally that occurred from late 2007 into 2009. The scale and timing of the recession varied from country to country (see map). At the time, the International Monetary Fund (IMF) concluded that it was the most severe economic and financial meltdown since the Great Depression. One result was a serious disruption of normal international relations. Causes: Limited financial regulation, Real-estate bubbles bursting, US housing policy.
xxx/ellauri253.html on line 110: The combination of banks unable to provide funds to businesses, and homeowners paying down debt rather than borrowing and spending, resulted in the Great Recession that began in the U.S. officially in December 2007 and lasted until June 2009, thus extending over 19 months.
xxx/ellauri253.html on line 124: Dramatic breakdowns in corporate governance including too many financial firms acting recklessly and taking on too much risk
xxx/ellauri255.html on line 106: Ah come to think of it, could it be because the guys know each other personally and are old competitors in the same territory? Hmm. Members of the police, the most hated of all of the tsarist institutions, had to flee for their lives. In the countryside, particularly, peasants and soldiers returning from the front would loot every alcohol store and every distillery they could find. They would then would start burning and smashing up the estates and the landowners’ manor houses.
xxx/ellauri255.html on line 129: Along the whole of that western frontier (that is now going to be the new Iron Curtain against Nato), from Finland all the way down through to Ukraine and the Donbas, they had a tremendous advantage, with trained troops in old winter coats and fur hats that were extremely effective. However, the White generals were arrogant, basically telling the Finns, the Estonians and so on that they were still part of the Russian empire – insulting all of their nationalist aspirations.
xxx/ellauri255.html on line 134: Antony Pyp Pipo: Their commitment was unclear, and this was always the problem: they couldn’t make up their own minds. In the early part of 1919, US president Woodrow Wilson thought that some form of peace could be achieved in Russia, and suggested a conference to be held in the Princes’ Islands lying in the Sea of Marmara close to Constantinople [now Istanbul]. However, the Whites were so furious at the Reds and what had happened up till then – the murders of the aristocracy, the destruction and so on – that they refused to sit down with the Reds. And Lenin and the Bolsheviks – who at that stage thought that they were going to win the war (as they did) – had no intention of sitting down with them, let alone the motherfucking Anglo Saxons meddling everywhere with just their own "vital interests" in mind.
xxx/ellauri255.html on line 475: Buslajev on fiktiivinen novgorodilainen supermies. Travelling down the great rivers of Russia, Vasili and his band subjugated the Finns, the Mongols and most of the people around the Caspian Sea. Varmaan alistivat vähävenäläiset myös. Volga laskee Kaspian eli Hyrkanian mereen. Don, skyyttien Tanais, laskee Asovan mereen eli Maiotixeen. Donin kautta on kanavayhteys Volgalle. The Scythian name for the Volga was Rahā, also literally meaning 'wetness'. Buslajev kuoli hypättyään päälleen liian ison kiven yli, käydessään Jordanissa naku-uinnilla.
xxx/ellauri259.html on line 705: The film has good characterization of its male leads, they are well-acted and spout on-the-nose dialogue straight from the pen of Hotakainen. The film is a bit more down-to-earth approach of the depressing rural Finland of yesteryear than that from the films of the Kaurismäki brothers. But there are clear similarities, since the cinematographer, editor and sound mixer are veterans of Kaurismäki productions. And of course the director Kari Väänänen is remembered from sleazy roles from many of the brothers' classic films.
xxx/ellauri268.html on line 542: After the war ended, Wiesenthal dedicated his life to tracking down Nazi criminals after realizing “there is no freedom without justice,” according to The Associated Press. Wiesenthal began his work gathering and preparing evidence on the Nazis for the War Crimes Section of the United States Army, according to his website. He’d go on to head the Jewish Central Committee of the United States Zone of Austria and later helped to open the Jewish Historical Documentation Center. The center worked to gather evidence for future trials on war criminals.
xxx/ellauri268.html on line 544: He is credited with tracking down Austrian policeman Karl Silberbauer in 1963. Silberbauer, acting during World War II as a Gestapo officer, was responsible for arresting Anne Frank — who later died in a concentration camp after leaving behind a now-famous diary documenting her time in hiding. Wiesenthal also helped ferret out other Nazi leaders in hiding, including Franz Murer, known as “The Butcher of Vilnius,” and Erich Rajakowitsch, according to his website.
xxx/ellauri268.html on line 546: To track down Franz Stangl, who had commanded two concentration camps in Poland, Wiesenthal did undercover work for three years before tracking the former SS officer down in Brazil. Stangl was later sentenced to life in prison for his crimes.
xxx/ellauri268.html on line 548: It’s believed Wiesenthal also played a role in hunting down notorious SS leader Adolf Eichmann, who had organized the extermination of the Jews. Wiesenthal received information that Eichmann had been hiding out in Argentina and passed the information on to Israel, according to his center’s website.
xxx/ellauri273.html on line 65: In the late 19th and early 20th century, Guatemala's potential for agricultural exploitation attracted several foreign companies, most prominently the United Fruit Company (UFC). These companies were supported by the country's authoritarian rulers and the United States government through their support for brutal labor regulations and massive concessions to wealthy landowners. In 1944, the policies of Jorge Ubico led to a popular uprising that began the ten-year Guatemalan Revolution. The presidencies of Juan Jose Arévalo and Jacobo Árbenz saw sweeping social and economic reforms, including a significant increase in literacy and a successful agrarian reform program.
xxx/ellauri273.html on line 86: In 1931, the dictator general Jorge Ubico came to power, backed by the United States, and initiated one of the most brutally repressive governments in Central American history. Just as Estrada Cabrera had done during his government, Ubico created a widespread network of spies and informants and had large numbers of political opponents tortured and put to death. A wealthy aristocrat (with an estimated income of $215,000 per year in 1930s dollars) and a staunch anti-communist, he consistently sided with the United Fruit Company, Guatemalan landowners and urban elites in disputes with peasants. After the crash of the New York Stock Exchange in 1929, the peasant system established by Barrios in 1875 to jump start coffee production in the country was not good enough anymore, and Ubico was forced to implement a system of debt slavery and forced labor to make sure that there was enough labor available for the coffee plantations and that the UFCO workers were readily available.
xxx/ellauri273.html on line 88: Allegedly, he passed laws allowing landowners to execute workers as a "disciplinary" measure. He also openly identified as a fascist; he admired Mussolini, Franco, and Hitler, saying at one point: "I am like Hitler. I execute first and ask questions later." Ubico was disdainful of the indigenous population, calling them "animal-like", and stated that to become "civilized" they needed mandatory military training, comparing it to "domesticating donkeys." He gave away hundreds of thousands of hectares to the United Fruit Company (UFCO), exempted them from taxes in Tiquisate, and allowed the U.S. military to establish bases in Guatemala.
xxx/ellauri273.html on line 94: In 1951, the agrarian reform law that expropriated idle land from private hands was enacted, but in 1954, with the National Liberation Movement coup supported by the United States, most of the land that had been expropriated, was awarded back to its former landowners. Flavio Monzón was appointed mayor and in the next twenty years he became one of the largest landowners in the area. In 1964, several communities settled for decades on the shore of Polochic River claimed property titles to INTA which was created in October 1962, but the land was awarded to Monzón. A Mayan peasant from Panzós later said that Monzón "got the signatures of the elders before he went before INTA to talk about the land. When he returned, gathered the people and said that, by an INTA mistake, the land had gone to his name."
xxx/ellauri292.html on line 115: One day he said he would go to Jerusalem to see the Garden of Gethsemane and the hill of the skull that is called Golgotha. But Shaitan (Satan) planned to stop Tekla Haymanot going on his journey to the Holy Land, and he cut the rope which led from the rock to the ground just as Tekla Haymanot started to climb down. Then God gave Tekla Haymanot six wings and he flew down to the valley below... and from that day onwards Teklahaimanot would fly back and forth to Jerusalem above the clouds like an aeroplane. No, more like a bird. Like Super Tekla.
xxx/ellauri304.html on line 254: Az do in Amerike iz altzding farkert, Here in America, everything is upside-down,
xxx/ellauri304.html on line 454: Almost every movie, almost every story, almost every novel, almost every story of any enduring value is structured this way….in four parts. The same parts in a normal intercourse. (Actually there are five, but the last one is often played down or put in an Epilogue.)
xxx/ellauri304.html on line 647: I am proud that I never got to be as much as mediocre. Perfect is the enemy of good. (Oh, shut up, liberal, Who asked you?) I also worked with Clint on Lala land. It was great, and so was Clint. Steps is a book by a Polish-American writer Jerzy Kosiński (1933-1991, nee Lewinkopff, luopio, vsta 1957 loikkari), released in 1968 by Random House. The work comprises scores of loosely connected vignettes or short stories, which explore themes of social control and alienation by depicting scenes rich in erotic and violent motives. It was no longer recognized by any literary agent in the eighties. Random House turned it down with a form rejection letter. Well maybe it was a piece of shit to start with.
xxx/ellauri306.html on line 684: Midst echoing shouts of "run away" the KNIGHTS retreat to cover with the odd cow or goose hitting them still. The KNIGHTS crouch down under cover

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xxx/ellauri307.html on line 742: Brown's work is heavily influenced by academic Joseph Campbell, who wrote extensively on mythology and religion and was highly influential in the field of screenwriting. Brown also states he based the character of Robert Langdon on Campbell. Vizi tästä akateemisesta Joosepista taitaa ollakin jo paasaus! Brown does his writing in his loft. He told fans that he uses inversion therapy (ei tarkoita housut pois homopatiaa vaan roikkumista pää alaspäin kuin apina) to help with writer's block. He uses gravity boots and says, "hanging upside down seems to help me solve plot challenges by shifting my entire perspective". Dan on myös hanakka plagioimaan muiden yhtä onnettomia kirjoja.
xxx/ellauri312.html on line 644: A few things that might actually help: Talk to your health care provider or a counselor. Feeling unhappy about the size of your penis is common. A mental health specialist or your family health care provider might have a trick or two to show you, and she might be tighter down there than your wife. Many men feel better with reassurance that they are "typical" and it's the wife that is abnormally roomy. Thanx Stephanie! That felt good!
xxx/ellauri314.html on line 113: Ei Shane kuitenkaan, josta näkyy tulleen nimekäs rullalautturi. His normal stance is Goofy. In Shane's 2015 "Shane Goes Skate Mental" video part, Shane performed a nollie backside heelflip down the steps at Wallenberg. This is one of the most difficult tricks a skateboarder has done at this location. Shane O’Neill (n. 1530 – 2. kesäkuuta 1567 lähellä Cushendumia, Antrimin kreivikunta) oli irlantilainen aatelisherra, joka johti 1560-luvulla kapinaa Englannin ylivaltaa vastaan. MacDonnellien joukot kuitenkin hyökkäsivät petollisesti hänen kimppuunsa ja surmasivat hänet. Näin englantilaiset pääsivät eroon O’Neillista, jota he eivät itse olleet kyenneet kukistamaan.
xxx/ellauri314.html on line 266: billionaires with a total net wealth of $12.2 trillion, down 28 members and $500
xxx/ellauri320.html on line 101: Luultavasti perin harva vaimo olisi tyytyväinen jos kirjoittaisi runon tuolla hinnalla - ainakaan useammin kuin kerran. Musta silmä opettaa. A good wife knows her place. She fixes her makeup before the husband returns from work and tells the hungry kids to pipe down until he has eaten. She asks him how his day has been and does not volunteer her own hardships during the day.
xxx/ellauri320.html on line 166: 'The trouble was that I didn't find out until after I had married him that he was a falling-down drunk. He was paralytic from morning till night, so our sex life was nonexistent. I was never in the slightest danger of getting pregnant by him.
xxx/ellauri320.html on line 221: In 1998, she publicly rebuked Earl Spencer, whom she had never forgiven for kicking Raine's possessions down the stairs at Althorp in black bin-liners, for charging tourists £9.50 to view Diana's grave.
xxx/ellauri354.html on line 267: Eventually Notari ended up as a fascist, founding the Milanese newspaper “L’Ambrosiano” in 1922, and was appointed to the very institutional “Accademia d’Italia”: just like another firebrand-turned-reactionary, the initiator of the Italian Futuristic movement Filippo Tommaso Marinetti, who, as a young, used to call for burning academies down... [signed] Enzo. The Black Pig is not a novel, as Enzo claims, but an energetic, apparently learned, vitriolic attack on the precepts and clergy of the Catholic Church.
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xxx/ellauri363.html on line 682: During his youthful visits to Bowood House, the country seat of his patron Lord Lansdowne, he had passed his time at falling unsuccessfully in love with all the ladies of the house, whom he courted with a clumsy jocularity, while playing chess with them or giving them lessons on the harpsichord. Hopeful to the last, at the age of eighty he wrote again to one of them, recalling to her memory the far-off days when she had "presented him, in ceremony, with the flower in the green lane".
xxx/ellauri366.html on line 437: Wounded gooks down in a pit,
xxx/ellauri379.html on line 121: But it’s overly reductive to boil Heart of Darkness down to the commonalities it shares with Conrad’s own experiences. It would be useful to examine its elements crucial to the emergence of modernism: for example, Conrad’s use of multiple narrators; his couching of one narrative within another; the story’s achronological unfolding; and as would become increasingly clear as the 20th century progressed, his almost post-structuralist distrust in the stability of language. At the same time, his story pays homage to the Victorian tales he grew up on, evident in the popular heroism so central to his story’s narrative. In that sense, Heart of Darkness straddles the boundary between a waning Victorian sensibility and a waxing Modernist one.
xxx/ellauri380.html on line 490: Israel's northern border is effectively shut down to a depth of five kilometres from the borderline – the low casualty figures among civilians are because the civilian population has largely moved further south, becoming refugees in their own country. This is a situation unprecedented in Israel's history, apart from the unfortunate exiles in Egypt and Iraq.
xxx/ellauri387.html on line 354: With all the Persons, down to palsied Age, taaperosta ikäloppuun ukkeliin
xxx/ellauri387.html on line 457: I love the Brooks which down their channels fret, Pidän noroista jotka noruu kanaalissa
xxx/ellauri387.html on line 495: The plan of Paradise Lost has this inconvenience, that it comprises neither human actions nor human manners. The man and woman who act and suffer are in a state which no other man or woman can ever know. The reader finds no transaction in which he can be engaged, beholds no condition in which he can by any effort of imagination place himself; he has, therefore, little natural curiosity or sympathy.  . . . .But original deficience cannot be supplied. The want of human interest is always felt. Paradise Lost is one of the books which the reader admires and lays down, and forgets to take up again. None ever wished it longer than it is. Its perusal is a duty rather than a pleasure. We read Milton for instruction, retire harassed and overburdened, and look elsewhere for recreation; we desert our master, and seek for companions.
xxx/ellauri394.html on line 154: Liliʻuokalani was approached on December 20 and 23 by James I. Dowsett, Jr. and William R. Castle, members of the legislature´s Reform (Missionary) Party, proposing her ascension to the throne if her brother Kalākaua were removed from power. Historian Ralph S. Kuykendall stated that she gave a conditional "if necessary" response; however, Liliʻuokalani´s account was that she firmly turned down both men. In 1889, a part Native Hawaiian officer Robert W Wilcox, who resided in Liliʻuokalan´s Palama residence, instigated an unsuccessful rebellion to overthrow the Bayonet Constitution.
xxx/ellauri394.html on line 256: Liliʻuokalani helped preserve key elements of Hawai´i´s traditional poetics while mixing in Western harmonies brought by the missionaries. A compilation of her works, titled The Queen´s Songbook, was published in 1999 by the Queen Liliʻuokalani Trust. Liliʻuokalani used her musical compositions as a way to express her feelings for her people, her country, and what was happening in the political realm in Hawaiʻi. One example of the way her music reflected her political views is her translation of the Kumulipo, the Hawaiian creation chant passed down orally by her great grandmother Alapaiwahine. While under house arrest, Liliʻuokalani feared she would never leave the palace alive, so she translated the Kumulipo in hopes that the history and culture of her people would never be lost. The ancient chants record her family´s genealogy back to the origin story of Hawaiʻi.
xxx/ellauri400.html on line 311: Eventually, Joyce´s bank account dried up. Her landlord sent her reminder letters. These papers, like the others, simply fell among the others scattered on her floor. They received no response. Finally, with more than six months of rent in arrears, the landlord obtained a court order to forcibly remove her from the premises. The bailiffs broke down the door and only then was her body discovered. By then, it was January 2006, more than two years after her death.
xxx/ellauri404.html on line 507: Greater love has no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. John 15:13 
xxx/ellauri404.html on line 512: For this reason the Father loves me, because I lay down my life, that I may take it again. No one takes it from me, but I lay it down of my own accord. I have power to lay it down, and I have power to take it again; this charge I have received from my Father.”
xxx/ellauri410.html on line 163: Hanging down below his knee. (Cray 30)
xxx/ellauri410.html on line 243: Marja Palmer Lundista sums it up rather neatly: The sexual undertone in the early "Love Song" runs through Eliot's poetry between 1910 and 1925, gaining greater emphasis in The Waste Land and The Hollow Men . The agony and distress associated with sexual matters play a vital role in his early poems, a circumstance which has not always been fully recognized. Erotic concerns and preoccupations fill the lives of the main "characters" in this poetry, men and women alike. However, experiences of this kind are unsettling, and any attempt at a dialogue between the sexes is bound to fail. In each of the four collections, the theme of relationships between men and women indicates a step further downwards into isolation. There is an afflicting want of any feelings of love and tenderness - only a mechanized sexuality is left, stripped of all its generative force and with sterility and impotence as the consistent, final result.
xxx/ellauri410.html on line 257: An admirer of Eliot’s poetry, Ottoline ‘found him dull, dull, dull’, resorting to French in her efforts to rouse him from monotony. Such early impressions are of a piece with Eliot’s Garsington caricature – ‘the undertaker’. It was Ottoline who recommended to Eliot Dr Roger Vittoz, the Swiss psychiatrist at whose Lausanne clinic Eliot recovered from his nervous breakdown; the clinic where, in the winter of 1921, lodged in the room where Ottoline herself had stayed, Eliot wrote ‘What the Thunder Said’, the final part of The Waste Land. A few years later she suggested another of her doctors, Dr Marten, but his regime of starvation proved disastrous.
xxx/ellauri410.html on line 285: This article is more than 9 years old: New edition of TS Eliot poetry challenges perceptions of his sexuality. "I love a tall girl. When she sits on my knee/ She with nothing on, and I with nothing on/ I can just take her nipple in my lips / And stroke it with my tongue,” he writes, in a poem titled How the Tall Girl and I Play Together. In another poem, Eliot – who took a vow of chastity in 1928 after being confirmed into the Church of England – celebrates the “miracle of sleeping together as I touch the delicate down beneath her navel. Her breasts are like ripe pears that dangle Above my mouth Which reaches up to take them”. Euu, cringe.
xxx/ellauri410.html on line 1030: Cut down your Asherah poles. Burn them in the fire of repentance.
xxx/ellauri410.html on line 1158: And by the way, the Council of Constantinople did not finalize the doctrine of the Trinity, it brought up the question if Pneumatomachians (those who adhere to Macedonianism) were heretics because the Doctrine of the Trinity had been in place for almost 2 centuries at that point. This debate was finalized in the Council of Constantinople in 381. Our debate will be finalized a few lines further down, when I moderate you to hell.
xxx/ellauri414.html on line 206: had to laboriously haul my luggage up and down
xxx/ellauri415.html on line 59: Rabbinical student Erik Urinate (shown pants down in fig. 4 below, with a shortish penis in his hand) says the sages meant these instructions to produce healthy, intelligent sons.
xxx/ellauri415.html on line 102: These illustrations illustrate the importance of shame in exciting sex. Legends from top down: 1. Handmaiden's tail. 2. Ejaculatio ante portas. 3. Dressage. 4. Bashing the bishop. 5-6.
xxx/ellauri417.html on line 424: The war is out of the headlines, the Ukrainian flags have disappeared from our social media profiles, and everybody has calmed down. Short:
xxx/ellauri417.html on line 425: This war has become a “normal” one, pretty much like all our wars before it. It has its ups and downs and the winners and losers (if there are any) will be declared when the whole thing is over. So, if you’re pro-Ukrainian (or the opposite), do not despair (or take the champagne out of the fridge). Nobody is losing or winning, yet. Stay tuned and get another beer and popcorn.
xxx/ellauri420.html on line 118: Duke of Thornhillillä on lyhyempi kuin Lord Worthingilla, mutta hän on yhtä lihaksikas rakenteeltaan. Hänellä on vaaleanruskeat hiukset, joita hän käyttää hieman liian pitkiä ollakseen muodikas, ja tummanruskeat silmät. Averettes-aikani aikana olen ymmärtänyt, että herttua meni äskettäin naimisiin serkkunsa neiti Aldridgen kanssa. Poikamiesten joukossa oli Sir Carter Lowery, äskettäin lyöty paroni ja erittäin ystävällinen nuori mies; Lord Yardley, jaarli Northumberlandista, joka on staattinen ja vakavamielinen, mutta jolla epäilen olevan hyvin syviä tunteita; Godownin markiisi, joka on syntisen komea, ja varakreivi Lexford Cheshirestä, joka on päältään hiekkavaaleita ja poikamaisen komea."
xxx/ellauri420.html on line 287: Acedia is certainly not child’s play, quite the opposite, it makes short shrift of your play with kids. I’ve seen it take a good man down to near capitulation and bring him to the brink of despair. (Which is just how things ought to be intuitively, according to Cioran.)
xxx/ellauri420.html on line 303: None of us can be at the top of our game at all times. You know as well as I do that good and effective pastors have their ups and downs erectionally speaking, as well as episodes of greater or less productivity. But when you become chronically disillusioned with holy things and apathy toward God’s work becomes unrelenting, it may be that you’re not dealing just with an emotional low, but acedia. That’s a spiritual temptation, part and parcel of the enemy’s attack in spiritual warfare. And just as sexual temptation, it needs to be addressed both sexually and spiritually—both in terms of self-satisfaction and most likely also the loving caresses of another pastor.
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