In May 2009, ZIM had referred to the ‘mute’ response of Indian Media on one of history’s biggest crimes.

Recent cacophony pertaining to Ruchika Girotra’s persecution by a SPS Rathore made ZIM revisit what remains a criminal behavior by Indian Government Authorities and media.

Brother Paul Alan was someone who escaped justice in Western Australia for fraud and operates in India as a Catholic Christian Missionary and a respected Doctor.  He led Mother Teresa’s “Missionaries of Charity’ Mass. Among other things he set up his own Missionary enterprise “New Hope”, solicited funds through advertorials.

Some of Brother Alan’s actions pertain to practicing medicine and worse doing surgeries on gullible poor, all without having a medical license.

But this was nothing compared to what you will read now. For three full decades, mind you, not just a day or a week or a month, Brother Paul Alan sexually abused and assaulted hundreds of teenage boys across eastern India in Orissa and Andhra Pradesh.

One boy, 14 year old Anil Kumar, same age as Ruchika, who was deaf and mute but not dumb and who lived with Brother Paul Alan committed suicide (We do not know if it was a murder).

Deaf, Mute boy Anil Kumar who ended up dead with Pedophile Brother Paul:

It is not as if the news is not in the public domain. Sally Sara, ABC’s Indian Correspondent did outstanding investigative journalism to dig out the details on the outlaw.

As Sally Sara captures, Brother Paul Alan has been released on bail multiple times, doing more evil every time and Prosecution non existent.

Cover up in India has been massive. Government, Media, So called Social Rights Activists all went on “Omerta” on this one.

There are many in the Government who need to provide answers on this one:

Navin Patnaik Chief Minister of Orissa

P Chidambaram, Home Minister, India

Rosaiah, Chief Minister, Andhra Pradesh

Local and State Administration in Brother Paul Alan’s places of operation – Titlagarh and Pure in Orissa and Vishakapatnam in Andhra Pradesh need to provide answers. In fact Pradesh Kumar Maharana, Mayor of Titilagarh said on camera that he knew about the ugly happenings and yet preferred not to act.

Some Questions

Indian Media: Why despite knowing the details, they have preferred to be “deaf and mute”.

Why have civil rights organisations both local and national not acted on this case which is far more gruesome in magnitude than  SPS Rathore’s behavior?

Brother Paul Alan was from Australia and operated for a long time in Orissa with Leprosy Missions. Was he connected to Graham Staines?

What was the connection of organizations like World Vision? There are important stories that directly impact well being of India.  Where are the intrepid reporters that can provide us answers?

Will the Government face the problem or run away from it, and worse try and influence/persecute Sally Sara and work with ABC to have the information removed from public domain?

What are Governance mechanisms to monitor Christian missions and christian funding on evangelizing initiatives which have skyrocketed?

Will civil rights organization file questions to administration under RTI? And will Government come clean?

Answers to the above questions will outline how effective is Indian Democracy.

I got these shoes early November to do A Nightmare Before Christmas themed pair of shoes. I ended up getting swamped by school and had to put them off til Mid December and even double it up as a painting project for class. This was my first attempt at using acrylic to paint the shoes. It definitely has its advantages and disadvantages but I am definitely happy with them.

I said all of these pictures of the day posts didn’t necessarily have to be about dolls or anime stuff but there are actually anime figures in this picture although they are not really the focus… I have always loved the Nightmare Before Christmas film and have been steadily building up a collection of various swag items from it ever since it came out. This picture isn’t all of it, just what I had room for on the bar I also have tons of hoodys. All of my friends know of my love of Nightmare Before Christmas so when anyone doesn’t know what to get me for Christmas they buy me something Nightmare related, it works like clockwork every year I get at least one new Nightmare item every Christmas. I already got one this year even though it’s not Christmas yet I received a new Jack hoody over the weekend from a friend.

A few additional pictures for all those wondering what exactly is in the photo.. If you have good eyes you can see a Jack clock and a painting of Jack I got from the Disney store before it closed here just beyond the corpse bride poster.

A friend sent me the giant Jack a few years ago for Christmas, it was kind of funny as I hadn’t heard from him in years and then I got a fairly large package from him and couldn’t imagine what the hell was in. I was delighted when I opened it and found a giant talking Jack figure. There’s a Jun Planning Jack figure in the back I haven’t gotten around to opening just yet ^^; There are also various smaller figures, the only other one of real note is the slightly taller Jack he came with 12 other heads and those are the Jack heads seen all around the bar, when I get bored with one expression I swap the heads out.

In this picture you can see a couple of Nightmare posters including one for the 3-d version of the film, I just had to get that poster when the irony of Jack wearing 3-D glasses despite the fact that he lacks eyes hit me. The large item is actually a light box, another Christmas gift. You can also see my 1/8 scale Melissa Seraphy and nendoroid managed to stake their claim on the space on top of the light box. I initially had put the 1/8 scale on top of the light box as I was simply out of shelf space at the time but having her there really grew on me so she became like the princess of the pumpkin patch…

The right side of the display has a few more Jack figures and lots of various stuff. The large Jack holding his own head is actually a light, when on his head lights up. I also have Nightmare Russian nesting dolls I got in my Christmas stocking last year, all of my glasses from when I went to see Nightmare in 3-D and a tin lunchbox you can’t really see in the photo (it’s in the back), another lamp and even a pencil holder.

Remember my friend Sally who did all the pink holiday lights last year?  Check it out at:  

http://astheworldchurns.wordpress.com/2008/12/25/merry-christmas-i-hope-you-are-tickled-pink/

Did I mention that every year she does a different display?  This year she went with these beautiful icy blue LED lights.  It looks gorgeous, don’t you agree?

Last year I interviewed Sally for this blog.  This year I thought it might be fun to interview her husband, Jim (aka Jimmie Neal).

Me:  So,  do you enjoy this massive holiday decorating project that your wife undertakes each year?

Jim:  Yes, dear.

Me:  Do you think this year’s icy blue is even more incredible than last year’s pink or the mardi gras theme year or the red, white and blue year prior to that?

Jim:  Yes, Dear.

Me:  Do you help out when Sally asks you to?

Jim:  Yes, dear.

Me:  Do you think your lovely wife is crazy when she stays outside until 2 am putting up lights or goes to the craft-store and tests the lights until they close at midnight on Thanksgiving weekend?

Jim:  Yes, dear.

Me:  Do you really understand just how lucky you are to have such a fun, beautiful and vivacious wife?

Jim:  Yes, dear.

As you can see, Jim is a man of few words.  But he has definitely learned what the two most important words in the husbandly dictionary are!

So you have a stray hair, a lone hair, a short, stubby hair that you just can’t get a handle on.  Don’t you hate that hair, I hate it too.  I want to help you because someone helped me.  This is what you need.  This is the only tweezer you will ever need.  And when you use it, and pull out that hair and blink in pain, think of me please!  You’re welcome.

Tweezerman tweezers can be found at Ulta, Sephora, Sally Beauty Supply and other random places.  They range in price from $12-25.

Greta Alison (Lily)

Olive Audrey

Alex Chloe (Jack)

Bess (Ella)

Haidee Elaine & Alyssa Rose (Lucas)

Iris Vita (Harriet, Phoebe)

Vivien Rosemary (Lily)

Helena Antoinette

Lauren & Honor ( Lucia)

Olive Elizabeth (George)

Elsie-May Ellen (Bailey, Ephraim & Marita)

Polly Frances

Aurelia Grace (Isabelle)

Portia Alice

Neve Jennifer (Rylee, Fletcher)

Penny Mary (Hamish, Felicity)

Sacha Tui

Kahlan Lillias (Hayden)

Maggie Iris Rosa (Ruby)

Freyah Lily (Tahlia)

Sabrina Mary

Elsie Olivia (Joel)

Milla Juno (Bodie)

Maeve Ellen (Cormac)

Sidney (Lennox & Munro)

Hugo John

Jasper Stan (Jonty & Tilly)

George Banjo (Hugo)

Tahere Hunter

Albie Murphy

Jack & Keygan (Thomas)

Wilhelm David

Josiah James

Jag Archie

Edward Montgomery (Benji & Samuel)

Wilfred Otis (Theo)

Deaths

Rosanna Jane, Adeline Anne, Sally Elizabeth, Grace Muriel, Margaret Winifred, Ruby Evelyn, Sylvia Winifred, Adele Mary, Violet Hope, Hazel Margaret, Beatrice Mary, Helen Adeline,

Hector Leslie, George Basil, Quentin Phillip, Henry Percival, Leo Charles, Archibald Ralph, Sydney Benjamin.

Author: Sally Bacchetta
Source: articleage.com

I know exactly what I was doing when you were born, because it’s still unfinished, just as I left it. My private Pompei.
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Everywhere are piles of ideas. Some that, incense
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An old address book. People and places I can neither remember, incense
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A sympathy card I never sent. Simon & Garfunkle sheet music. A note from your Daddy.
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, . A set of bamboo wind chimes, an old sketch pad, a cone of vanilla incense and a mini stapler. A single garden stake. Brown shoelaces, still in the wrapper, caught with a pin shaped, incense
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Sally Bacchetta – Freelance Writer/Sales, incense
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Sally Bacchetta is a mother and award-winning freelance writer, incense
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PLEASE CROSSPOST URGENTLY FOR THESE THREE SWEETIES LEFT ALONE IN A HOUSE WHEN THEIR OWNER DIED!  THEIR HOME WILL BE FORECLOSED AND THEY WILL PROBABLY END UP AT ANIMAL CONTROL!!  LOOK AT THEIR SWEET FACES BELOW!!  IF YOU CAN HELP, PLEASE CONTACT KIM MURPHY AT kamurphy39@hotmail.com

AT LEAST 3RD POSTING – THESE DOGGIES ARE THERE ALL ALONE NOT THRU THEIR CHOICE – OWNER DIED AND THEY ARE LEFT BEHIND – PLEASE HELP BEFORE AC COMES – HOUSE WILL BE FORECLOSED ON – THEY HAVE NOWHERE TO GO – CANT? WON’T? ANYONE HELP IN THIS UNFORTUNATE SITUATION?

ERIN BELL/ VET TECH – formerly with Pets are People/Alpharetta – (SOME of you may know Erin)  this is her aunt who took her own life and now left 3 orphans – this was a tragedy in itself for a family to face.  HELP!

Kay Kay is a 6 or so year old black and white 44# mixed breed spayed female.  She was rescued maybe 4 years ago out of a very bad home where there were a lot of dogs struggling.  Littly by little an angel was sneaking in and saving the dogs she could save.  Somehow Margaret crossed her path and adopted Kay Kay.  They have been constant companions since.  Kay Kay is the Alpha dog in her home right now, I don’t know if she would assert herself in a new home, she lives in a mostly peaceful home right now.  Her mom has died, though, and she really wants someone to love her that she can love back.  She’s completely housetrained and UTD on vax, heartworm test and prevention, and fecal float.  Lots of energy, loves to play and walk, and also likes to sit with family and watch a movie.

Sally is an adorable little brindle runt at 39#.  I couldn’t tell you what she’s made of!  French Bulldog?  Boston Terrier?    Boxer?  Pit Bull??  Maybe a little Chihuahua in her family tree?  She has tons of spunk and energy and is just so much fun to be around.  She loves to be loved and loves to sneak in little kisses.  She plays great with others!  Don’t recall where she originally came from, but then she was bounced around until she found her home with Margaret.  Unfortunately she has lost her mother and needs someone new to love and trust.  Could that be you???  She’s UTD on vax, spayed, current on heartworm test and prevention, and fecal float.

Freckles is the adorable oddball of his pack at home.  Dwarfed by dogs weighing 40-96 pounds, he has found his niche!  He is a happy little JRT (mix?) who makes his own spots to relax in where the big guys can’t get in.  He loves to bask in the sunshine on his favorite window ledge in the kitchen.  He also loves to play with his sisters.  He was found at a gas station about 3 years ago.  Not neutered, no collar, no chip.  Margaret brought him into her house to save his life and get him a new home.  Then she couldn’t part with him!!  Used to having German Shepherds and other large dogs, she discovered the joy of a lap dog.  Now he needs a new lap to bring joy to.  He’s neutered, current on vax and necessary tests, just waiting to find a new forever home.

Dylan (parents Sally & Clayton)

Rosie (Eli & Harrison) (parents Jo & Grant)

Corey (parents Angela & Shane)

Sophie (parents Catherine & Sam)

Hayato (Yamato) (parents Kaori & Yasu)

Nina (Chloe & Ethan) (parents Toni & James)

I am sitting here alone and it is close to midnight. The ephiffanies are plentiful and there’s no one to engage in meaningful discussion. I best write this one down…and share it. There is a television program that I have been watching. “Meet the Natives” is about a village chief, medicine man, and three native men (one of whom speaks English and translates) from a remote island in the South Pacific . The chief says that the tribe didn’t act right and they fought often. But a great war began and a US soldier named John Navy came to the island and taught them how to get along. The Natives come to the United States to find out why this country has lost its peace. They come to the US to bring a message of peace from their island and they are searching for John Navy.

The Natives spend five days in Montana where they live with a family in the cattle business. They learn to be cowboys among other things. The Native spend five days in Manhattan, New York living with an artist. They learn the importance of having money but can’t help but ask about what happens to those that don’t. Peoria, Illinois is their next location where they learn about foods that come from cans or the freezer. The Natives express concern about eating food not killed immediately before cooking or grown and harvested in harmony with the earth. They worry that they will be poisoned by a turkey cooked in a plastic bag. But they trust the cook.

They cross back across the nation to Orange County, California and learn about botox parties and how to look younger. The Natives discuss amongst each other how these people are trying to look younger. That’s on the outside. They wonder what it does to the beauty on the inside of people. The Chief wonders why these people don’t trust that their skin and bodies know what they are doing. If is is 3:00 no one can make it 9:00.” (Perhaps their version of ‘you can’t turn back the hands of time??) Next they travel to a military base to live with a sergeant and his family on base. The Natives will learn about the instruments of war. I can’t until that episode airs! Rumor has it that they will get to meet with our President.

I like the chief. He is eloquent in his words, wiser than our own leaders, and has a sense of fun. He goes with one of the daughters to a manicurist for a pedicure. Now this is a man who has grown up barefoot in the jungle for the past 65 years or more. The manicurist definitely earned her tip! The chief walks out to meet one of his tribesmen who has just had a facial and the others. They all look down at the chief’s feet and erupt in hysterics when they see his bright red toenails. “They ask me what color so I picked one!” he exclaims during his own breatless laughter.

This program meets all my needs…to be entertained and laugh while learning about another culture; to see the world through eyes so different from mine; to ponder living life as a tribal communitywho share everything with each other. When nature is good to them, they all prosper together. There is no “have and have nots.” These five men help me to understand many things about my own county’s culture as well as see the stark differences.

They seem to have a special happiness that I think we all long for…that primal happiness the comes from living simply; understanding and living in harmony with nature and her many cycles; knowing the importance of living with all creatures as connected beings. Toddlers learn at a very early age how to use a knife to cut food for the others.

Life is about survival and getting back to the basics on their island. People may wonder why the tribe and these men choose to live so simply when much of the world has so many modern conveniences. I have to wonder why the Natives, so eloquent in their words, would want to live like us. We don’t know the last names of our neightbors and may not even know their first names. There is very little communication with those that are physically located right next to you. We don’t know what is in our food or where it comes from. I have to wonder if perhaps the Natives are happier because they have so much less to worry about. They have time to sit in nature and reflect…to give great thought to those things around them. They appreciate what they have and if they eat that day, it is a good day.

I want to go native! I want to know what it feels to live in a society without banks that raise credit card interest to 30 percent just because there might be an interest limitation law someday. I want to live in a place where those in charge are responsible for The People and make decisions for the good of The People. I want to live with people who live each moment in the present and appreciate the importance of living each moment to its fullest. If I could have a toilet, a shower and mosquito netting, I would go native! And it does take a village to raise children. Perhaps I will not criticize the illegal immigrant mother I see who doesn’t watch her children. Perhaps she is from a tribe where there is always someone nearby to watch her children and she has not yet come to understand that only a small percentage of our tribe does that. This program has made me see how stupid we are as a society; how screwed up our priorities are; and how far we have drifted away from our true selves in so many ways. And yet, I understand how far we’ve come.

Hot hot heat

Grenada is currently experiencing some very warm weather, so Sally (our esteemed Spa Director) thought it wise to share some tips on keeping cool during this time. Very wise Sally, very wise.

• Reduce calorie intake, eat less fats and proteins, eat more carbohydrates eg  fruit and vegetables
• Avoid mid-day sun
• Wear light clothing, light colours are good because they reflect the sun, dark clothing absorbs the sun
• Drink at least 8 glasses of water per day, take time out to drink liquids even if you are not thirsty – avoid alcohol though!
• Eating melons is a good way to increase your fluid intake, Water Melons and Cantaloupe contain a significant amount of water
• Make sure your drinks don’t have sugar in them
• Eat small meals rather than large ones, digestion adds to body heat
• Replace potassium and salt lost through sweat, citrus fruits and bananas are good sources of potassium
• Avoid alcoholic beverages, they act as a diuretic, resulting in faster water loss
• Take cool showers, water removes extra body heat 25 times faster than cool air
• Avoid heavy physical activity

Hej kära bloggläsare!

If your name is Barbara or Barbro, then today is your day! Grattis!

Weather is frigid cold. Takes lots of layers to feel warm. Then today we have snow. Started very very light early morning. When I came home around 2pm things were getting white. Not deep or anything. Tonite it is a bit slick. We are in an winter weather advisory tonite, but monday nite through tuesday nite we are in a winter storm watch. Up to 6 inches of snow with high winds. Heard that before and we got nil, nada, zilch. Will not believe them until I see it.

The freezing rain and/or snow has been forecast for at least 2 days. None of our roads were treated to prevent ice from forming. Never saw anything done until 8pm tonite. Nice that the county was on top of this. Not.

Saturday was Artist’s Open House in Lindsborg. All the studios are open. Or all who want to be. There are some who do not participate. Even some whose studios are open are not a part of this. The Red Barn had between 80 and 100 guests. Mid afternoon we had a woodwind trio perform. Then a pianist after them. One of our guests was a ‘princess’!! She was from the parade in the morning. I even met a good friend of my new cousin Chris! Good for the soul!

Saturday nite my college movie class and some friends met for a Christmas get-together. We had snacks, wine, coffee, and a movie special. Our teacher Eric put together a series of clips that are rarely, if ever, seen. Met a new guy there, Aaron. We hit it off. He needed a ride home and he lives on my way home, so I gave him a lift. The whole evening was good for my soul. If only it would last.

Today I met John, Sally, and Paul for lunch. Great great food!! Good conversation. Then I had to unlock the Red Barn. And the docent showed up on time, not 10 min. late. Amazing. Surely it is going to blizzard! I stayed and we visited for 90 min. Very nice. I rarely get to see her.

I came home and tried to nap, but i only could cry. No more boring details than that. Does not matter.

Willie actually suggested we go out to eat. He never ever suggests we do anything together. Major blizzard approaching. And the roads are even slick but he still wants to go. We at the new Timberline Steak House. Awesome food. Will go back. I had baked potato soup and coconut shrimp with pina colada dipping sauce. Mmm.

The purse I just bought recently has now had the strap break twice. I am really pi$$ed. I love this purse. I put my stuff in an old just now. I will donate the broken one. Maybe somebody will have a way to fix it.

On the way to town Willie and I talked about our children and how difficult it is having 2 adult kids but in reality, we have lost them. How does that happen? Whatever I did to pi$$ off the powers that be, I am truly sorry. I certainly am not a perfect person, but am I that evil? Must be. We are both sad.

‘On and on the rain will fall

Like tears from a star like tears from a star

On and on the rain will say

How fragile we are how fragile we are’

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By Aquil Akhter

A picture is worth a thousand words that is the motto of photojournalist, a photojournalist attempts to produce straight, truthful and realistic photography of a particular subject, most frequently pictures of people.

According to Mark M. Hancock, a professional photojournalist, “is a visual reporter of facts. The public places trust in its reporters to tell the truth. The same trust is extended to photojournalists as visual reporters.This responsibility is paramount to a photojournalist. At all times, we have many thousands of people seeing through our eyes and expecting to see the truth. Most people immediately understand an image.”

Photojournalists are doing really a great job over the world for humanity, they are working for peace, for human rights, for raising humanity problems and issues, for pointing out the people living below the bottom line of poverty, for raising awareness about educational and child labor issues and much more… Our today’s post is about Inspirational Documentary and Photojournalism Photos. In this post we showcase 35 powerful, touching and emotional photos that do not just display state of affairs, but also tell a story.

We express sincere appreciation of the hard work of all photojournalists who are working for humanity, sometimes risking their life for the sake of their duties and responsibilities. This article is a tribute to all of them and their accomplishments and works.

Photojournalism & Documentary Photos

Man mutilated Rwanda

World Press Photo of the Year: 1994 James Nachtwey, USA, Magnum Photos for Time. Rwanda, June 1994. Hutu man mutilated by the Hutu ‘Interahamwe’ militia, who suspected him of sympathizing with the Tutsi rebels. About the image Nachtwey says his specialty is dealing with ground level realities with a human dimension. He feels that people need photography to help them understand what’s going on in the world, and believes that pictures can have a great influence on shaping public opinion and mobilizing protest.

Losing

In this picture, Lurlena cries in the back of the family car after losing the contest for Carnival Princess at her school. She spent the day getting ready, with a new white dress and new shoes. The winner was decided based on whose parents bought the most tickets, and Lurlena’s family could only afford eight dollars worth.

Hard Work in Hong Kong

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Sally Mann
This photo, titled Candy Cigarette, not just displays something, it tells a story. It is both emotional and beautiful. This is what the originality of black-and-white-photography is all about.

Pilgrim
Tibetans believe, once in their life, a pilgrimage to Lhasa is of exalted purpose and moral significance. Therefore, we see people like this, especially in spring and autumn, on their journey of faith, sometimes thousands of miles long, kowtowing every few steps.

Arirang Mass Games
Even during the Arirang Mass Games in North Korea, the ultimate expression of the state ideology, an individual can still sometimes stand out from the crowd and break free of the collective. If only just for a moment. (Photo and caption by Brendyn Zachary)

Iguazu falls in Brazil
“On my second day visiting the astounding Iguazu falls on the Brazilian side I was forced to change to my telephoto lens as my wide angle had been damaged by the water vapour. In had rained solid for 10 days prior to my arrival and so the falls were at their most spectacular. Standing on the elevated viewing platform I was able to shoot this school group who stood transfixed, emphasizing the incredible size of the falls. (Photo and caption by Ian Kelsall)”

Malawian boy running after 4×4
“I took the photo while on my one-month stint in Malawi Africa where I mainly worked in orphan day-care centres, also visiting Mulanji Hospital. The photo was taken from the Mulanji Hospital four-wheel-drive ambulance, travelling on the extremely rough roads from village to village, visiting the sick who were unable to reach the hospital.” Photo taken by Cameron Herweynen.

Sewing Machine

A damaged sewing machine after the cyclone hit, Amtali, Patuakhali, Bangladesh 19 November 2007. EPA/ABIR ABDULLAH

Shelter

Child takes shelter with his mother before the cyclone hit. Cox’s Bazar, Bangladesh.

New Year’s Eve, St. Jacques, Perpignan, 2006

This picture of a five year-old gypsy boy was taken on New Year’s Eve 2006 in the gypsy community of St. Jacques, Perpignan, Southern France. For Christmas and New Year’s Eve, the men would gather in the Café in their best suits to drink and dance while their wives would prepare dinner at home. It is quite common in St. Jacques for little boys to smoke.

Riot in the city

Riot in Toulouse, France (March 25th, 2007) after the campaign of a politician.

Jump!

Pain and Beauty

Bhopal Disaster
This photograph from December 4, 1984 shows victims who lost their sight in the Bhopal poison gas tragedy as they sit outside the Union Carbide factory in Bhopal, India.

From the series “Children of Black Dust”, Dhaka, Bangladesh

A woman holds her child, blackened by carbon dust. His nose bleeds due to infections caused by exposure to dust and pollution during play in the workshop in Korar Ghat by on the outskirts of Dhaka. Many women bring their children along so they can look after them while working.

New York City

USA. New York City. September 15, 2001. Signing a memorial in Union Square.

Hhaing The Yu

Hhaing The Yu, 29, holds his face in his hand as rain falls on the decimated remains of his home in the Swhe Pyi Tha township, near Myanmar’s capital of Yangon (Rangoon), on Sunday, May 11th, 2008. Cyclone Nargis struck southern Myanmar a week ago leaving millions homeless and has claimed up to 100,000 lives.

Culture

Sandra Gil

A long line of visitors forms in front of Sandra Gil outside the Krome Detention Center in Miami where her husband, Oscar Gonzalez, is being held. On the morning of November 8, Immigration and Customs Enforecment (ICE) officers arrested the family at their home. They detained Gonzalez and released Gil with her son, American born Joshua Gonzalez, 5, with orders to leave for Colombia within weeks, The family was denied asylum after seven years living and working legally in teh country.

Memories

Sitting alone on a little place surrounded by cars traffic. Self-isolation. Waiting for nothing. He talked to me for about an hour. Of a lost life. An ordinary life like mine, like many others. And now…

Tap-Tap

Tap-tap buses waiting to get full and depart for their regular route in the downtown of Port-au-Prince.

Swiss pilot Yves Rossy

Swiss pilot Yves Rossy, the world’s first man to fly with a jet-powered fixed-wing apparatus strapped to his back, flies during his first official demonstration, on May 14, 2008 above Bex, Switzerland. (Fabrice Coffrini/AFP/Getty Images)

María A.C. (ernieland)

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Gold Price

In Wall street, a man holds a placard of ” We Buy Gold”, as gold price has increased due to the current financial crisis or economic melt-down.

New York, Oct 13 2008.

Child Labor In Egypt

Construction worker, Soweto Township

Final construction at the Maponya mall in Piville township, Soweto. The 650 million Rand mall is one of the largest shopping centers in South Africa, and its opening is a sign of the commercial awakening of Soweto.

Child Labor. Bangladesh

Child labor is not a new issue in Bangladesh as children here remain one of the most vulnerable groups living under threats of hunger, illiteracy, displacement, exploitation, trafficking, physical and mental abuse. Although the issue of child labor has always been discussed, there is hardly any remarkable progress even in terms of mitigation. 17.5 percent of children aged 5-15 are engaged in economic activities. Many of these children are engaged in various hazardous occupations in factories.

Aftermath of Earthquake in Balakot, Pakistan. 2005

This image was taken about one month after the earthquake in Pakistan. People were still coming down from the mountains trying to find shelter and were suffering from trauma. Winter was on the way and the need for shelter was urgent. This father with his child had been collecting food. I spent ten days in Balakot documenting the situation after the quake. People were still digging for their family members.

Seen in Ludwigsburg, Germany

Huge Wave

Kerby Brown rides a huge wave in an undisclosed location southwest of Western Australia July 6, 2008, in this picture released November 7, 2008 by the Oakley-Surfing Life Big Wave Awards in Sydney. Picture taken July 6. (REUTERS/Andrew Buckley)

The Head of a Male Student

The head of a male student, still alive, trapped under the debris is pictured at the scene of the church school that collapsed on the outskirts of Haiti’s capital Port-au-Prince, November 7, 2008. At least 30 people were killed when the three-story La Promesse school building collapsed while class was in session and some of the walls and debris crushed neighboring homes in the Nerettes community near Port-au-Prince. (REUTERS/Joseph Guyler Delva)

Starving Boy and Missionary

Wells felt indignant that the same publication that sat on his picture for five months without publishing it, while people were dying, entered it into a competition. He was embarrassed to win as he never entered the competition himself, and was against winning prizes with pictures of people starving to death. (World Press Photo of the Year: 1980 Mike Wells, United Kingdom. Karamoja district, Uganda, April 1980).

Afghan Girl

And of course the afghan girl, picture shot by National Geographic photographer Steve McCurry. Sharbat Gula was one of the students in an informal school within the refugee camp; McCurry, rarely given the opportunity to photograph Afghan women, seized the opportunity and captured her image. She was approximately 12 years old at the time. She made it on the cover of National Geographic next year, and her identity was discovered in 1992.

Sichuan Earthquake

A man is crying while he flips through a family album he found in the rubbles of his old house.

Credits & Resources

Verve Photo – A New Breed of Documentary Photographers

Magnum Photos

Boston

World Press Photo

The Best of Photojournalism (BOP)

Jan Sochor Photography

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Chad Stevens

Shehzad Noorani

Rene Burri

Paul Fusco

Susan Meiselas

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David Snyder

Danny Ghitis

Q. Sakamaki

Mat Moyer

Edward van Herk

Heather McClintock

Maciej Dakowicz was

GMB Akash

John Loomis

Lucia Nimcova

Pieter Ten Hoopen

Hatschiputh

Noesunjoc

Mads Nissen

Allianz Knowledge

San Francisco Sentinel

Keith Harris

Kevin Carter

Karl Schuler

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If your name is Barbara or Barbro, then today is your day! Grattis!

Weather is frigid cold. Got down to 11F last nite. it did not take me long to feed the cats this morning. And there was heavy frost everywhere. It did get up to 32F but is felt pretty cold all day. Chance of snow starting sunday nite.

Yesterday I did nothing. A bit of laundry. Went through a stack of books/magazines. And through out a bunch with another sackful going to a thrift shop. Have some nice scrapbooking/cardmaking books.

Swedish club this morning. We had to meet in the basement of our building instead of our usual room. Same for next week. I hate meeting down there. It is a lot of work to haul all our supplies from upstairs to downstairs. And this month is my month to make coffee. Had a great program. My cousin talked about how our church was founded 140 years ago.

I met Sally for lunch at Jalisco’s. Did not have my fave waiter but he told our waiter what I wanted before he came to my table! Nice to be taken care of so well!

Willie met Sally and I at her office. We got him a supplemental insurance. No problems.

I was then off to the Red Barn to deliver plates and napkins for tomorrow. It is Artist’s Open House in Lindsborg. I usually enjoy the day but I am dreading it. After losing a piece of ceramics to a thief, I am so nervous when we have a crowd. Will be a long long day. Then I have an open house at nite. I just want to be home and do nothing.

I stopped in at a yard sale to pick up a book I was buying. And to chat a bit with John.

Tomorrow there is a bus trip to a wonderful church north of here that does the most awesome swedish smörgåsbord for Christmas. It originally was scheduled for 15 dec and I was going. Then they changed it to 5 dec. With Artist Open House, there is no way I can go. I am so disappointed. I was really looking forward to it. I hope they all have a great day. Wish I was there. Could have gone to a Smörgåsbord last nite but I would have had to go alone. Could not bare to go there alone and watch everyone else with a friend or family member.

‘On and on the rain will fall

Like tears from a star like tears from a star

On and on the rain will say

How fragile we are how fragile we are’

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UPDATE! from a Carroll Vol – Please don’t have her efforts be in Vain- PLEASE HELP!

All four in desperate need, have been held over for a very long time. All four darling.

Jeb

Jeb is a very sweet dog that has very nice manners. He did not jump on his cage but leaned into it to try and get close to me. He did not bark but just wanted love. He is a doll.

http://www.petfinder.com/petnote/displaypet.cgi?petid=15112658

Sue

Sue is a very sweet Beagle mix that is looking for a family for Christmas. She is a wonderful dog that has tons of love to give.

http://www.petfinder.com/petnote/displaypet.cgi?petid=15112599

Duchess

Duchess’s face says it all. She is scared of what may happen if she does not find a family. She is a small girl that wants a safe home.http://www.petfinder.com/petnote/displaypet.cgi?petid=15193354

Sally

This girl has not been at the shelter long but I am worried about her. She is terrified of what is happening there. It looks like she has had puppies but they are not with her. Since she is so scared and shy, she is easily overlooked. http://www.petfinder.com/petnote/displaypet.cgi?petid=15237879

Carroll County Animal Shelter
251 Automation Drive
Carrollton, GA 30117
Phone: 770-834-8150 or 770-836-2896
Fax: 770-834-6886

The “brady bits” page is where I post the funniest, cutest, smartest and most surprising things my son says (when I remember to post them before they ended up in the bottom of the brain pile).

But I hear/read/say other funny, cute, smart and surprising stuff all the time. (Yes, I said “say.”) And I’m always so tempted to share them. So I’m going to. In this series of posts called, Overheard.

Just a few quickies:

As she walked into my office with a confused look on her face, the intern asked me, “Is Bob weird?”

“Yep, sure is.  But why do you ask?”

She just got off the phone with him; a call I requested her to make.  She was calling this benefits carrier to ask them to grant site access to a new HR staff member.

“Well… I was talking to him, and he said a sentence that just made no sense.  Threw me off my game.”

“Okaaaaay… What’d he say?”

“I asked him what we need to do to get Kristen access, and he said, ‘Somebody on your end is going to have to contact me.’”

Yeeeeaaaaaahhhhhh… that’s why I’m calling.

My uncle has taken an interest in my blog.  It’s nice because it’s given us something we can connect on, and it comes up every time we get together.  Last night he was mentioning some of his favorite posts.  1-800-COMCAST, it’s on my speed dial is on the list – he liked that I had the customer service rep knowing details about my personal life.  Obscure Injury is another favorite of his because the stories are so real (and probably, moreover, that they are poking fun at my dad).  He’s seen my dad through a lot of these mishaps.  In fact, he was the one who was with on the sledding trip.  I was so pleased to hear that he really got a kick out of reading those stories!

When the story sharing and laughing quieted, he paused, looked perplexed and attempted to say something…

“So your mom, er–”

“Well, your dad is, er–”

“Where did you get your sense of humor from?  Which side of the family!?”

Guess he doesn’t think my parents are very funny.  Which I thought was very funny!

I’ve been in touch with a dear old childhood friend of mine over Facebook.  He and I grew up together as family friends.  He sent me a message in response to some recent pictures I had posted of Braden.  ”Dude.  Braden looks like someone cut your dad’s head off and put it on a kid.”  This sentence just cracked me up.  a.  He’s right.  b.  He called me dude, which is just like him… 15 years ago.  c.  Gross!

Our office is under construction.  We are having a new conference room built where the mailroom used to be.  My friend is responsible for overseeing the construction.  She walked up to me by the fax machine outside the new room.  ”Yay!  The walls are going up!”

“I know!  The column is finished already,” I responded.

“The column was already there.  You’re so special.”

Related posts on MLI:

Click here to read the first of the Overheard series.

So I guess you can say I’ve become obsessed with the vh1 show True Love.  And I feel like I would be a mix between Ms. Lonely(Sally), Ms. Body Issues(Jenna) and Ms. Marriage (Liz). Mean I do love my curves, its just this dam belly of mine. >.< Anyways, on tonight’s episode Steve gave Jenna an assignment, to write 50 good qualities/ compliments about herself.

So I figured since I’m sort of struggling with the same issues she is, I would give it a try. I did something similar in  my social psychology class. I had to write 6 good things about me and 11 bad things about me. At its definitely a lot easier to write bad things about your self than it is to write good. I just feel weird and feel like I’m being conceited. Well starting time is 10:13, so here we go, 50 things….

so I’ve been told….

1. i care about others
2. I’m nice
3. I’m a good friend
4. i have nice eyes
5. I’m cute
6. i have a nice smile, when i do smile
7. have nice butt
8. I’m nurturing
9. I’m friendly
10. I am honest
11. have a good sense of humor
12. I’m funny
13. a good cook
14. a good baker
15. I can draw well
16. I’m smart
17. I have curves
18. um eh. my hair smells good after I shower?
19. I’m affectionate
20. ummmm,  I’m myself?
21. I have a good personality
22. I’m sweet
23. I can be fun to be around with
24. ehhh, hmm, I’m easy to get along with
25. i’ve been told I have kissable lips…

So yeah 25 so far, half way through, well its 11:11 now, so I’m going to take a shower and get back to this after.

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If your name is Sune, then today is your day! Grattis!

Weather was cooler today. Cloudy until this evening.

This morning when I went out to feed my cats, I saw some little kittens peeking out from a hiding place. After I went inside, they came out to eat. And again tonite. There are 3. One is a long haired black with a grey neck. The second is a short haired calico. The third one is grey. This afternoon I just sat outside (and almost froze). All three came out and walked around my feet. IF I moved, then they hid. So cute. They already know that ‘kitty kitty’ means food! Fast learners!

I met Sally, Paul, Richea, and John for lunch in Lindsborg. Richlea flew home today.

It is going to blizzard. For sure. The volunteer at the Red Barn who was scheduled is one of two who very rarely actually work their one sunday out of 5. She always expects someone else to work for her and never offers to trade. I am soo stressed over this bunch of people. Well, as far as I know, she worked. Amazing.

Went out to eat in Salina tonite. Willie actually suggested going. That never happens. Gonna be a horrific blizzard! After we ate we drove downtown to see their new Christmas lights. I was underwhelmed. They are better than the old-fashioned huge white lights with only 1 out of 4 lit they have had for years. But nothing to write home about.

‘An apple, a pear, a plum, or a cherry, any good thing to make us all merry’.

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