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fauxfickle · 2 months

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We now return with your regularly scheduled and all too familiar feeling of malaise and the search for "The Great All American Pizza Show!"

So it's been a little under a month since my last post and I've been skimming through commercial compilations from the LA area. I've found some cool YT channels that archive old ads from that area but I obviously don't have anything to show for it. The ads are either too early or too late to be part of this campaign which is a bit frustrating. Something I neglected to mention last time was that I was also looking through Colossal Pictures demo reels to see if they had a snippet of the animated commercial but of course, there's nothing. There seems to be a cutoff point in the early 80s as most demos only show things from that far back. I was able to find some obscure, silent, avant garde, sci-fi film possibly connected to Colossal but I don't think that'll help me much.

Colossal had some sort of "meet the crew" type video where all the employees said they're names but only their first name so I can't really track them down or anything. I'll keep looking, I didn't look all too hard as I was kinda at my wits end at that time looking through ad comps for hours.

I took a bit of a break for a while before reading through the old Pizza Times newsletters from Dec 79 - May 80. The May 1980 newsletter had some cool info about commercials and news features filmed at the various stores. Some of these aren't technically part of TGAAPS campaign but ehhhhhh I don't really care. They're part of early PTT history and I wanna see them damnit!

Let's go through these starting with Citrus Heights. The Citrus Heights section is loaded with info regarding lost media, 3 in fact! Sacramento's Channel 40 (KTXL), which has since been bought out by FOX in the mid 80s, did a Newsplus at 10 feature on the cyberamic systems at the new store during it's opening week. If we consult the ever so useful Chuck-E-Pedia, we can find that this feature would have been shot and most likely aired on Christmas week of 1979. A perfect pin point set of dates to look through! Next, Chuck was seen in the lead up to the United Cerebral Palsy Telethon which also gives us some idea of where to look. Finally, a TV commercial was filmed, possibly with TGAAPS slogan. Bob Wilkins' ad agency produced it but I couldn't find ANYTHING regarding this company. It's mentioned on his wikipedia but not named, and a even his own website doesn't mention anything about it. It's surprising that someone who seems like a local celeb in there area could have an ad agency that goes almost entirely undocumented.

Next, we move to Sparks, Nevada. Channel 2 (KTVN) filmed a feature on the store for the PM Magazine. The store was visited by reporter Keith Hirshland. Now I'm actually pretty sure I've found this dude! I found a local online article talking about him and the timeline works perfectly. Assuming this was filmed in early 1980, Keith would of been still fresh out of college with a degree in journalism and around 23. He also says he grew up running down the halls of the KTVN office. As a little aside, I'd just like to say don't bother this man or anyone/company mentioned in any of my posts. The last thing we need is to scare off these people.

This last little piece of lost media probably has the best chances of being found out of all the rest. Ben Wattenberg's 1980, from what I can find, is a dry, uninteresting TV news segment hosted by an equally dry and uninteresting host, the neo-conservative Ben Wattenberg. Ben Wattenberg's 1980 itself seems to be almost entirely lost media as only a few stills, episode descriptions, and TV listings exist online. However, this show was on PBS which no doubt has it somewhere in it's archive. What's better is that that there not only an exact date of when the episode will air, but also the name of the episode itself! One user on taptalk was able to find a TV listing which unfortunately doesn't lead anywhere and isn't archive on the WayBack machine. Luckily people actually said the name of the supposed episode which would of been "Silicon Valley: The New Entrepreneurs". We can also find evidence of it in a newspaper from that June 15th.

I sent e-mails to KTXL-40 and PBS on 2/24, so far no responses. I'll wait a little longer and in the mean time look for more leads and contacts. As I said before, don't bother these people/companies. I don't want them to be swamped with calls and e-mails and clam up on us. Bye for now!

#chuck e cheese #pizza time theatre #the great all american pizza search #the great all american pizza show #pizza time theater #lost footage #lost commercial #lost media #bob wilkins #ben wattenberg #oh god why is there a ben wattenberg tag on tumblr

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radicalreports · 10 months

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Extremists Links: Far Right Groups Target LGBTIQ Events

The latest reporting on extremist groups within the Radical Right.

White Supremacists, Militia Movement, and Far Right Extremists

Year in Review: Anti-LGBTQ+ Hate & Extremism Incidents, 2022 – 2023 [ADL]

“Hatred, plain and simple”: “Groomer” trope linked to nearly 200 anti-LGBTQ+ attacks in 11 months [Salon]

Germany saw 2,480 antisemitic incidents in 2022, monitoring group says [Associated Press]

Colorado LGBTQ+ nightclub shooting suspect pleads guilty to 5 counts of murder [ABC News]

Colorado Springs LGBTQ+ club mass killer gets life in prison, victim says ‘devil awaits’ defendant [Associated Press]

Queer artwork defaced in Bay Ridge, second anti-LGBTQIA+ incident since April [Brooklyn Paper]

Two arrested during brawl between Proud Boys, nationalists protesting Oregon City Pride, police and witness say [The Oregonian]

J6ers and Proud Boys Among Anti-LGBT Crowd Outside Glendale School Board Meeting [Daily Beast]

Taunton synagogue and private home targeted with antisemitic, racist graffiti, police chief says [The Boston Globe]

Neo-Nazis disrupt a drag story hour in New Hampshire [NBC News]

Community Confronts Neo-Nazis And Proud Boys Disrupting Kid’s Pride Event In Sacramento, CA. [It’s Going Down]

White supremacist Patriot Front blocked by counter protesters at Prattville’s first-ever Pride picnic [AL.com]

White supremacist group Patriot Front protests Prattville pride picnic [Alabama Political Reporter]

DOJ called to assist in investigation of Pride flag thefts in Carnation [CBS News]

Middletown police chief: Supremacy propaganda, 'symbolism of hate' will be taken 'very seriously' [The Middletown Press]

Suburban man facing hate crime after Pride flag torn down at College of Lake County [WGN]

Sacramento County residents ‘don’t want to back down to hate’ after vandals burn Pride flags [The Sacramento Bee]

Neo-Nazi Group Leader Jon Minadeo Jr. Arrested For Disorderly Conduct in Georgia [The Daily Beast]

Antisemitic demonstrations across Georgia spur calls for state law and renew First Amendment debate [Georgia Recorder]

Georgia officials outraged over Neo-Nazi gathering outside Cobb synagogue [The Atlanta Journal-Constitution]

'Not going to let them win': Anti-Semitic protesters demonstrate at Macon synagogue, fliers appear in Warner Robins neighborhoods [CBS News]

Georgia Gov. Brian Kemp denounces neo-Nazi demonstrations that occurred outside synagogues [Associated Press]

East Cobb synagogue target of Nazi flags anti-Semitic signs [East Cobb News]

Antisemitic incidents in Macon and Warner Robins, People urged to report hate crimes [CBS News]

Anti-Semitic Flyers Found In Lavon, Texas Neighborhoods [Local Profile]

Hate incidents, groups grow in Indiana as far-right rhetoric takes root [News and Tribune]

Residents report hateful flyers being distributed in Baltimore City and County [Baltimore Banner]

North Baltimore residents find racist, anti-LGBTQ+ flyers; hateful literature being investigated in city, county [The Baltimore Sun]

Police investigating white supremacist propaganda spread in Delaware County town [ABC News]

White supremacist banners and signs from Patriot Front appear up and down Berkshire County [The Berkshire Eagle]

String of antisemitic statements flood Walnut Creek council meetings during virtual public comment [ABC News]

“White Lives Matter” propaganda litters Enumclaw yards [The Courier-Herald]

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presaugust · 8 months

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You've heard of coffee shop AUs and soulmate AUs. Those are old news. Get ready now for California Gold Rush in 1854 AU.

This is a fascinating fic in which Murderbot and PreservationAux form an encampment in the Sacramento area circa 1854. It's told found-media style through the characters' journals and letters.

I'm a huge fan of AUs like these — it's fun to see how the author takes the characters so entrenched in their sci-fi setting and adapts them into a very different world — one in which so much is different, and yet the heart of their personalities and friendships persist.

#the murderbot diaries #tmbd #PresAugust 2023 #fanfics #shipping container #i wouldn't call it a Ship Fic exactly but the humans do be having some relationships and Relations so i'll just tag that

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zerogate · 1 year

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And the beauty! The unfathomable beauty and joy that was right there, all around, everywhere, just waiting to be seen and appreciated. The acid freaks tried to tell people, and they failed miserably. It had to be seen and felt to be believed, to be understood.

And those who saw it believed, and understood or came close to understanding, and it changed them. It changed them noticeably. They became freaks.

Because it was new and incredible and vast, and because there was only a small number of freaks around and no way or reason to weekend fake it in those great early days, we recognized and rejoiced in the discovery of fellow tribesmen almost immediately upon meeting eyes—in LA, in Big Sur, in Berkeley, in San Francisco, in unknown small towns—and we accepted them instantly on the common bond of having shared the acid test.

You’d meet a guy, or a guy and his chick on the road hitchhiking, or just wandering through Big Sur or Golden Gate Park or Downtown-Anywhere, maybe the guy would have long hair, the chick wearing beads and a big flower, both of them wearing new eyes, maybe they’d be barefoot in the rain, or just walking along smiling—but you’d know. Your eyes would meet and you’d know. The Negroes understand this. In all their sadness and frustration and humiliation, they have this over the lonely white-man. Honkies are sadder and more alone than anything else on the earth. And they don’t know it, which is four times sadder.

It was great, truly great to come on to a stranger with, “Hey man, what’s happening?”

“Just groovin through. What’s the scene like here?” “Cool. The heat’s doin its thing but it’s not too tight. Where you from?” And it could be Sacramento or Nevada or Colorado—somewhere. It didn’t matter. We were all part of the same thing. It was a fine flash to hear about tribes springing up all over the country. “Yeah? What’s happening there?” “We got things goin. It’s catchin on. You got a cigarette?” “Got the makins. Wanna roll one?” “Great. Hey, I got a joint. Is there someplace we can go?”

Comfortable, easy, you were old friends, although you’d never met. When people started getting busted after turning on with unknown “hippies,” and when long-haired, smiling cops began to appear, then we all became more paranoid and suspicious, and grew more clannish and sullen with strangers. But at first, the scene was open and free and friendly. There was a beautiful flash to meeting another acid freak. It reminded you that you were part of something big.

A cyclone, a torrent of divergent but somehow unified ideas, and strange people, and lost people, and ecstatic people, and honestly-trying-to-be-honest people, and beautiful people, and good people, bound together by a glimpse or a promise of “The Peace.” Bound by visions of perfect existences. No “psychedelic” music yet. No magazine coverage of “The Terrifying Nightmare Drug, LSD.” No pictorials on “A Day in the Life of A Hippie.” Bound only by visions passed through personal contact. A glorious soul-secret. The beginning of something big and fine.

-- William Craddock, Be Not Content: A Subterranean Journal

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glowing-disciple · 11 months

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Tried something different this round: Sam was a banker (thus had a ton of money), brought along livestock, and I didn't have the family ration their meals. This meant I needed to either buy or trade for fresh supplies regularly, as they often ran out of fruits and vegetables.

Also, this time I had everybody settle in the Sacramento Valley instead of Oregon - which lead to some new adventures as I've never been this way before.

Sam's diary can be found under the cut.

April 30, 1847 Here begins the journal of Sam, formerly a banker. Tomorrow we leave Independence behind to begin our journey west to Sacramento River Valley. We must still purchase the supplies that our large farmwagon will hold to sustain us during our long trek. I hope that my skill in commerce/trade will prove of some value.

May 1, 1847 Took advantage of the package deal offered to me. What a relief not to have to shop for all that individually! Purchased 2 8-oz. bottles of alum, 2 butcher knives, 3 8-oz. boxes of Dover's Powder, 3 8-oz. bottles of Duffy's Elixir, 5 12-oz. bottles of epsom salts, 1 fishing net, 1 fishing spear, 1 frying pan, 1 hatchet, 5 4-oz. bottles of iodine, 5 16-oz. bottles of isopropyl alcohol, 3 lanterns, 3 4-oz. bottles of peppermint, 6 30-foot lengths of rope, 1 set of cooking utensils, 2 sets of eating utensils, 1 thermometer, 2 washboards, 5 water kegs. Purchased 6 oxen, 3 chickens. Purchased 1 25-lb. keg of gunpowder, 1 rifle. Near Blue River, had a wagon train meeting to discuss our current circumstances. Decided to ford the river. Our train lost 4 wagons and 9 people crossing the river today. The good citizens of the wagon train elected me as their captain. I plan to accept position of captain.

May 7, 1847 We had to double-team the animals to try to get our wagon out of the mud. Approached Westport today. Some people in our wagon train are very tired of the journey. Purchased 10 20-lb. sacks of rice, 75 pounds of salt pork. From our guidebook, estimated we would reach New Santa Fe today, and sure enough, there it was!

May 8, 1847 We lost a chicken today. The trail brought us to Lone Elm today.

May 10, 1847 Rested the animals near Blue Mound.

May 12, 1847 Passed Kansas River about noon. Decided to take advantage of the ferry.

May 13, 1847 Passed the hundred mile mark today.

May 14, 1847 Reached Red Vermillion River about noon--about time! Fording the river looks to be our best option. Our train lost 3 wagons and 5 people crossing the river today. We tipped the wagon and lost 44 pounds of bacon; 5 pounds of cheese; 9 pounds of coffee beans; 6 10-lb. sacks of cornmeal; and various other items.

May 15, 1847 Today I saw Scott Spring. We stopped along the trail to hunt. We obtained 83 pounds of meat.

May 17, 1847 Near Alcove Spring, had a wagon train meeting to discuss our current circumstances.

May 18, 1847 Had a bit of a run-in with another wagon party today near Big Blue River, but we patched up our differences before nightfall. A delay prevented us from crossing at Big Blue River. We're going to wait our turn to cross. Caulk the wagon and float it across, that is the way to go.

May 19, 1847 Our wagon tipped over. We lost 1 8-oz. bottle of alum; 28 pounds of bacon; 7 pounds of cheese; 4 pounds of coffee beans; 1 10-lb. sack of cornmeal; and various other items.

May 20, 1847 Reached another prominent landmark today: St. Joseph Road Junction.

May 24, 1847 The trail brought us to The Narrows today. Traded 2 sets of clothing for 2 25-lb. kegs of gunpowder. We stopped along the trail to hunt. We obtained 169 pounds of meat.

May 27, 1847 Dreadful thunderstorm today. I figured it was best to continue as usual.

May 28, 1847 In good spirits today; got as far as “The Coast of Nebraska”.

June 1, 1847 Today we saw Plum Creek. How sublime it appears by moonlight.

June 4, 1847 The trail's flooded. We had to wait for conditions to improve.

June 5, 1847 The trail's flooded. We had to wait for conditions to improve. We are still waiting.

June 6, 1847 The trail's flooded. We had to wait for conditions to improve. We are still waiting.

June 7, 1847 The trail's flooded. We had to wait for conditions to improve. We are still waiting.

June 8, 1847 The trail's flooded. We had to wait for conditions to improve. We are still waiting.

June 9, 1847 We came upon a portion of the trail that was flooded, and had to wait for conditions to improve. We are still waiting.

June 14, 1847 Jonas has cholera. I decided to administer epsom salts.

June 16, 1847 Reached another prominent landmark today: O’Fallon’s Bluffs. Traded 1 box of 20 bullets for 1 4-oz. bottle of laudanum.

June 17, 1847 Hans came down with a bad cold, and I decided to increase fluid intake.

June 18, 1847 Edward came down with a bad cold, and I decided to increase fluid intake.

June 21, 1847 We were inconvenienced by a serious thunderstorm. We chose to continue as usual.

June 22, 1847 Mr. Tillman claims it's the Oregon Territory up ahead, but the guidebook says it's South Platte River. Fording the river looks to be our best option.

June 24, 1847 We lost a chicken today. Passed the five hundred mile mark today. Today we passed Ash Hollow.

June 26, 1847 It was extremely foggy early today. We figured it was best to slow down. An oxen is missing. This time we plan to organize a search party.

June 27, 1847 An accident caused the death of one of our oxen. We'll butcher the animal for meat. We salvaged 145 pounds of meat.

June 28, 1847 Jonas has cholera. I decided to administer epsom salts.

June 29, 1847 A chicken died today.

June 30, 1847 Arrived at Courthouse and Jail Rocks, despite some “help” from Nicholas J. Tillman.

July 4, 1847 Today is Independence Day and we've decided to continue. Misplaced my guidebook at Chimney Rock today. Luckily we found it before leaving.

July 6, 1847 Passed Scotts Bluff about noon. Saw a small, foul-looking pool of water near Robidoux Pass. Could be poison; I prevented our animals from drinking it.

July 9, 1847 We saw a small party of coyotes today, just a mile or so west of Laramie River. Decided to take advantage of the ferry. Nooned at Fort John. Purchased 20 pounds of cheese, 5 10-lb. sacks of flour, 70 pounds of ham, 3 16-oz. tins of lantern oil, 2 mules, 30 pounds of pemmican, 40 pounds of salt pork, 2 spare horse or mule harnesses, 5 pounds of tea, 4 water kegs.

July 10, 1847 We found an abandoned wagon. We decided to search it for something useful. We found: 6 pounds of pemmican. Saw eagles today near Register Cliff. What majestic creatures!

July 14, 1847 Traded 1 8-oz. box of Dover's Powder for 1 10-lb. sack of dried beans. We spotted a group of strangers and decided it would be best to wait to see what they do. They approached us and we talked. Happened upon a fresh grave near Ayers Natural Bridge. A reminder of the hazards we all face on the this journey.

July 15, 1847 We spotted a group of strangers and decided it would be best to wait to see what they do. They moved on.

July 17, 1847 Saw a grave dug up by wolves near North Platte River--bones scattered about. A most distressing sight! Given the price, we will take the ferry. Nooned at Mormon Ferry Trading Post. Purchased 20 pounds of bacon, 10 pounds of butter, 5 10-lb. sacks of cornmeal, 3 10-lb. sacks of flour, 5 10-lb. sacks of salt. Arrived at Emigrant Gap today.

July 18, 1847 Made our way past Willow Springs late today. Trail could be better.

July 19, 1847 Passed Independence Rock. Road fair to middling.

July 20, 1847 We came across an abandoned wagon and decided to search it for something useful. We found: 1 saw; 1 30-foot length of chain; 1 ladle; 3 10-lb. sacks of shot. Camped today near Devil’s Gate.

July 21, 1847 Camped today near Split Rock.

July 22, 1847 Mr. and Mrs. Billings came by for a visit today near Three Crossings; had a very nice chat. The wagon train reached First Sweetwater River Crossing this day. Decided to ford the river. Another step on the trail; today we reached Second Sweetwater River Crossing. Decided to ford the river. From our guidebook, estimated we would reach Third Sweetwater River Crossing today, and sure enough, there it was! Fording the river looks to be our best option. Our train lost 3 wagons and 4 people crossing the river today. Our wagon tipped over. We lost 14 pounds of bacon; 1 box of 20 bullets; 1 10-lb. sack of dried beans; 1 5-lb. sack of dried fruit; and various other items.

July 24, 1847 We saw a small party of coyotes today, just a mile or so west of Ice Spring Slough.

July 27, 1847 Traveled past Final Sweetwater River Crossing this afternoon. Decided to ford the river. Mr. and Mrs. Billings came by for a visit today near South Pass; had a very nice chat. We rested a while not far from Pacific Springs.

July 28, 1847 Nooned near Dry Sandy.

July 29, 1847 Just heard that there's quicksand ahead. Looks like we'll wait for conditions to improve.

July 30, 1847 Just heard that there's quicksand ahead. Looks like we'll wait for conditions to improve.

July 31, 1847 Found some quicksand ahead. I decided to wait for conditions to improve.

August 1, 1847 Found some quicksand ahead. I decided to wait for conditions to improve.

August 2, 1847 Found some quicksand ahead. I decided to wait for conditions to improve.

August 3, 1847 Just heard that there's quicksand ahead. Looks like we'll wait for conditions to improve.

August 4, 1847 Found some quicksand ahead. I decided to wait for conditions to improve.

August 5, 1847 Just heard that there's quicksand ahead. Looks like we'll wait for conditions to improve. Just heard that there's quicksand ahead. Looks like we'll put weakest animal up front. The dust from other wagons has gotten bad. We decided to slow down. [name] came down with a bad cold, and I decided to increase fluid intake. Saw some Indians in the distance not far from “Parting of the Ways”. No incident, but some concern.

August 6, 1847 We found some wild vegetables and decided to stop and gather vegetables. We gathered 3 pounds.

August 9, 1847 Today we have traveled for 100 days. The trail brought us to Green River today. Decided to take advantage of the ferry.

August 11, 1847 Today we have traveled 1,000 miles! We found some wild fruit and decided to stop and gather fruit. We gathered 16 pounds. Heard news of a murder and hanging last night near Church Butte. Enough to send shivers down one’s spine.

August 12, 1847 Encamped a while near Name Rock. Traded 1 spare horse or mule harness for 20 pounds of cheese. Traded 1 spare horse or mule harness for 5 10-lb. sacks of cornmeal. Traded 1 mule for 3 boxes of 20 bullets. We stopped along the trail to hunt. We obtained 84 pounds of meat.

August 13, 1847 Today our eyes were greeted with the sight of Fort Bridger. Purchased 30 pounds of bacon, 10 5-lb. tins of biscuits, 5 pounds of butter, 10 10-lb. sacks of dried beans, 5 5-lb. sacks of dried vegetables, 5 10-lb. sacks of flour, 2 oxen, 60 pounds of pemmican, 40 pounds of salt pork.

August 15, 1847 Arrived at Bear River, despite some “help” from Nicholas J. Tillman. Decided to take advantage of the ferry.

August 16, 1847 Saw The Needles today. We were treated to a remarkably beautiful sunset near Cache Cave. Felt somewhat weary today. Passed Echo Canyon.

August 18, 1847 We came upon some fallen rocks on the trail and decided to try to clear the path.

August 19, 1847 We're nearly choking on the dust of the trail. We've decided to slow down. The ox yoke broke, and I decided to try to repair it. We were successful.

August 20, 1847 Made an early start this morning; passed Weber River. Given the price, we will take the ferry. Made it to Pratt’s Pass. Passed Hogsback Summit about noon.

August 21, 1847 We found some wild fruit and decided to stop and gather fruit. We gathered 8 pounds. Today we passed East Canyon.

August 23, 1847 Saw a mountain lion not far from Big Mountain Pass. Our wagon tipped over. We lost 12 pounds of bacon; 6 pounds of pemmican; 1 pair of shoes; 2 pairs of socks; 1 fishing spear; and various other items.

August 24, 1847 From our guidebook, estimated we would reach Little Mountain today, and sure enough, there it was! We stopped along the trail to hunt. We obtained 185 pounds of meat. I just got bitten by a wild animal. We're going to treat with an antiseptic.

August 28, 1847 Reached Last Creek Canyon. We were treated to a remarkably beautiful sunset near Donner Hill. The wagon train reached Great Salt Lake City this day. Purchased 4 pounds of butter, 10 pounds of coffee beans, 5 5-lb. sacks of dried fruit, 3 5-lb. sacks of dried vegetables, 5 10-lb. sacks of flour, 30 pounds of ham, 50 pounds of salt pork, 2 5-lb. boxes of yeast cake.

September 3, 1847 As expected, we made it to Weber River today. Decided to take advantage of the ferry.

September 6, 1847 Happened upon a fresh grave near Bear River. A reminder of the hazards we all face on the this journey. Given the price, we will take the ferry. Heard news of a murder and hanging last night near Malad River. Enough to send shivers down one’s spine. Decided to ford the river.

September 8, 1847 Saw Blue Springs, sight is most reassuring. Passed Rattlesnake Pass about noon.

September 9, 1847 Another step on the trail; today we reached Deep Creek. Caulk the wagon and float it across, that is the way to go.

September 10, 1847 Passed Cedar Springs about noon.

September 12, 1847 Made our way past Raft River late today. Trail could be better.

September 14, 1847 Enjoyed some good fiddle music today during our nooning near Salt Lake Cutoff Junction. Traded 5 pounds of pemmican for 1 20-lb. sack of potatoes. Traded 1 dollar for 1 25-lb. keg of pickles. Traded 2 dollars for 1 25-lb. keg of pickles.

September 21, 1847 Every day our journey comes closer to its end. Today we made it to Hot Spring Valley.

September 27, 1847 One of our wagon wheels broke. We have to try to repair it. We were unable to make the repair. We were able to replace it from supplies.

September 28, 1847 Reached North Fork of the Humboldt River. Decided to ford the river.

September 30, 1847 Misplaced my guidebook at Emigrant Pass today. Luckily we found it before leaving.

October 2, 1847 We found an abandoned wagon. We decided to search it for something useful. We found: 5 1-lb. tins of smoked salmon; 2 16-oz. tins of lantern oil.

October 4, 1847 Got as far as Gravelly Ford of the Humboldt River today. Decided to ford the river.

October 12, 1847 We were inconvenienced by a serious thunderstorm. We chose to continue as usual.

October 15, 1847 Mr. and Mrs. Billings came by for a visit today near Applegate Cutoff; had a very nice chat.

October 16, 1847 A thick fog rolled in today. Looks like we'll slow down.

October 17, 1847 It was extremely foggy early today. We figured it was best to slow down.

October 18, 1847 Sang and told stories around the noon campfire near Big Meadows. Traded 1 set of clothing for 5 5-lb. sacks of dried fruit. Traded 2 1-lb. tins of smoked salmon for 1 25-lb. keg of pickles.

October 19, 1847 Had a pleasant talk with Miss Whitney today in the vicinity of Humboldt Sink.

October 23, 1847 The eternal dust of the wagons ahead of us is most troublesome. We will slow down.

October 24, 1847 We endured a most unpleasant sandstorm today. We decided to slow down.

October 27, 1847 Had a bit of a run-in with another wagon party today near Truckee River, but we patched up our differences before nightfall. Decided to ford the river. In good spirits today; got as far as Truckee Canyons.

October 30, 1847 Our path was blocked by fallen rocks on the trail. We decided to wait for conditions to improve. Another group of emigrants cleared the path.

October 31, 1847 Misplaced my guidebook at Truckee Meadows today. Luckily we found it before leaving. Traded 1 set of clothing for 15 5-lb. sacks of dried fruit. Traded 1 spare wagon tongue for 5 5-lb. sacks of dried vegetables.

November 3, 1847 One of the oxen was injured. It looks like we’ll have to slow down.

November 4, 1847 Encamped a while near Donner Lake.

November 5, 1847 The animals are so exhausted they can't continue. We plan to stop and rest awhile.

November 6, 1847 Saw a grave dug up by wolves near Cold Stream Pass--bones scattered about. A most distressing sight! Much grumbling today about Nick Tillman near Summit Valley. Passed Donner Pass. Road fair to middling.

November 7, 1847 We rested a while not far from Donner Lake.

November 8, 1847 We tipped the wagon and lost 6 pounds of bacon; 4 pounds of pemmican; 1 hatchet; 1 16-oz. bottle of isopropyl alcohol; 1 washboard; and various other items. Our wagon tipped over. We lost 2 8-oz. bottles of alum; 17 pounds of bacon; 1 4-oz. bottle of iodine; 1 box of matches; 4 pounds of pemmican; and various other items.

November 9, 1847 Made our way past Cold Stream Pass late today. Trail could be better. Came to Summit Valley.

November 15, 1847 Nooned at Johnson’s Ranch. Purchased 20 pounds of butter, 10 pounds of cheese, 10 pounds of coffee beans, 5 10-lb. sacks of flour, 10 20-lb. sacks of rice, 30 pounds of salt pork.

November 17, 1847 Will this journey never end! Today we have traveled for 200 days. Sore feet today, but I'll manage. Saw American River. There was a delay at American River. Looks like we'll have to wait our turn.

November 18, 1847 Decided to take advantage of the ferry. From our guidebook, estimated we would reach Sutter’s Fort today, and sure enough, there it was! Purchased 10 5-lb. tins of biscuits, 5 pounds of cheese, 5 10-lb. sacks of cornmeal, 5 10-lb. sacks of dried beans, 10 5-lb. tins of dried bread, 4 10-lb. sacks of flour, 50 pounds of ham, 2 10-lb. sacks of onions, 3 25-lb. kegs of pickles, 2 20-lb. sacks of potatoes, 2 30-foot lengths of rope, 1 shovel. Arrived today at the Sacramento Valley!! At last we have reached our destination! Truly this is the land of opportunity!

December 27, 1847 Obtained a land deed today from the county for 436 acres. Now I can begin to build my new life! Final Score: 5930

December 28, 1847 Sam settled in the Sacramento Valley of California in 1847, building a home on 436 acres of land. After several years of mining, Sam decided to move to the burgeoning city of San Francisco, establishing a business that proved both successful and satisfying. An 1869 gold strike on a tract of land owned by Sam provided even greater wealth, much of which was donated to charity in later years. An early twentieth-century descendant repeated this good fortune by striking oil in southern California, providing the family with continued affluence and influence.

#oregon trail ii #retro gaming

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beardedmrbean · 1 year

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Attorneys for Othal Wallace are seeking the addresses or locations of everyone who donated to a GoFundme fundraiser for Jason Raynor, the Daytona Beach police officer Wallace is accused of gunning down.

Prosecutors have filed a document opposing the request and are asking for a hearing to lodge their objections.

Wallace, 30, was indicted on a charge of first-degree murder of a law enforcement officer in Raynor's killing last year. His trial is scheduled to start with jury selection on April 3. Prosecutors are seeking the death penalty.

Defense attorney Terry Shoemaker filed a notice on Dec. 12 that he would subpoena records from Cogency Global Inc./GoFundMe in Sacramento, California.

The subpoena would seek “Any and all information which would demonstrate the address, location or other geographical information related to the donors to the 'Daytona Beach Officer Jason Raynor Recovery Fund,'” according to the notice.

On Dec. 19, Assistant State Attorney Andrew Urbanak filed a motion objecting to the Shoemaker’s notice and asking for a hearing on the matter. Urbanak’s motion did not give a reason for the objection.

The State Attorney's Office did not respond to an email from The News-Journal regarding the objection.

Shoemaker wrote in an email to The News-Journal that the information had to do with a possible change of venue.

“It will be utilized if we decide to file for a change of venue,” Shoemaker wrote.

The Daytona Beach Officer Jason Raynor Recovery Fund raised $388,915 from more than 5,000 donations, according to its GoFundMe page.

Wallace is scheduled for a case-management conference at 8:30 this morning before Circuit Judge Raul Zambrano at the S. James Foxman Justice Center in Daytona Beach.

Zambrano had asked attorneys to file motions in time to hear them during the next case-management conference. And there are a number of motions on the docket dealing with the death penalty or with jury selection.

One motion seeks to declare Florida’s death penalty statute as unconstitutional, which is a motion that defense attorneys regularly file in such cases and one that trial judges regularly deny.

Another motion seeks to have jurors individually questioned rather than in a group to avoid a response by one potential juror being heard by another.

Another motion seeks to require prosecutors to show the defense the comments of victim impacts statements before they are presented to the jury in case the defense wants to object.

Another motion objects to the premeditation language used in the jury instructions.

Othal Wallace defense: Black men 'brainwashed' into believing police will shoot them

The night Raynor was shot

Raynor was patrolling in an area of Daytona Beach on June 23, 2021, because residents had complained about criminal activity.

Wallace was sitting in a car outside of an apartment building at 133 Kingston Ave., where he was living with his girlfriend and their children, according to reports.

Raynor walked up to Wallace and asked him if he lived there, body camera video showed. Wallace stood up out of the car and Raynor told him to sit back down, the video showed.

After Raynor told Wallace to sit down, the video became shaky and then ended.

Police said Wallace shot Raynor in the head. Raynor’s gun was found still in its holster.

Wallace was arrested on June 26, 2021, when a task force found him hiding in a treehouse in DeKalb County, Georgia, near Atlanta.

Raynor died 55 days later on Aug. 17, 2021.

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Stranger Acquaintances, by @bugchat

AO3 link; Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Aged-Up Character(s), Alternate Universe - No Powers, The Mentalist AU, Friendship, Platonic Relationships, Strangers to Friends, Fluff, Angst, Fluff and Agst, Death, Blood, Mild Blood, only mentioned, basically i rewrote the opening to the mentalist timeline but as mentalist characters

Summary:

Marinette just wants to live her Special Agent life as quietly as possible. Put bad guys behind bars, maybe make friends with three people at work, and eat pizza once they close a case.

What makes its way into her life is a mop of blond hair with a stunning smile and too much of a back-talking mouth to be healthy for her.

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It is truly disgusting how some people dare to park right on the lines outside a government building. And then especially with those big SUVs that are mandatory for the field agents.

Marinette groans as she is forced to drive to the back of the building at 7 in the morning in a near downpour, meaning she has to walk back around when she enters and has to wait for the doorman to buzz her in. And of course, today is the only day she has left her umbrella in the hallway when she rushed out earlier that morning, steaming croissant clenched between her teeth as she sprinted to the car.

Sacramento truly did only have one decent enough bakery to bake something even remotely resembling her parents’ croissants. The only reason Marinette was even aware of the little shop a little out of her way from her house to work was because the new hire –Alya Césaire– had walked in with macarons that just sent Marinette right back to her attic from when she was fourteen. Drilling the place out of her took seconds. One inquiring look sent Césaire fumbling with her phone to figure out the address. After that, they became friends. In the high-paced government agency coffee-machine-talk kind of way.

Césaire is always with her nose near her screen, an unfinished –for reasons yet unknown by Marinette– journalism major making place for cyber security and surveillance on their team. She is good at what she does. Marinette is sometimes a little jealous of the specialized agent with a clear strong suit.

Nino Lahiffe, resident geek, had immediately taken a liking to their newest addition. Lahiffe had a pretty straightforward career within the CBI. Moved away from his parents in Paris to chase a newfound passion for detective work, did all the necessary work, and made Senior Agent in good time. Césaire seemed to be a bit of an obstacle for him, being completely smitten yet unable to speak to her. Marinette knew about it, of course, as did Tsurugi.

Kagami Tsurugi. Socially awkward, but a hell of an Agent, especially in the interrogation room. Tsurugi started in the Narcotics Division but made Major Crimes in record time within the CBI, beating Marinette by two weeks. Marinette doesn’t hold a grudge over it though. She is proud to have her on her team. The four of them are an oiled machine, both in the office and out in the field. The best within the CBI, considering case-closed rates.

It doesn’t save Marinette from a soaked suit as she steps out of the car, slamming the door with only a little more force than necessary. She breathes deeply once, locks the car with her keys, and starts sprinting.

She only half notices her surroundings in the parking lot, an anomaly quickly forgotten as the doors start closing. “Wait!” she yells, not daring to run faster through the puddles on the crappy asphalt. A hand from inside sneaks its way between the glass door and the wooden frame, halting the automatic closing. Marinette squeezes through with a quickly said “Thanks,” to her savior before moving through the lobby toward her office to find a towel.

The elevator ride up takes too long. “ Pluie maudite, ” she swears, dripping water over the carpet Césaire got her just last week. Dropping her bag by the side of her desk, she leaves the blinds closed as she rams open the bottom big drawer deemed ‘lost cause’, rummaging through its contents. The towel is at the very bottom, because of course it is, but it is a piece of the holy grail nonetheless.

“Morning boss.”

“Morning, Tsurugi,” Marinette replies, by now used to her sudden appearances at her office door. “Anything new on the Lockley case?”

“Ballistics came back negative, gun from the safe wasn’t a match. DNA from under the fingernails was also a bust. It’s been filed in the system for later cross-referencing.”

Marinette finishes drying off her hair, dropping the wet towel in the empty paper trash can. She’ll switch it out later. Sitting at her desk and booting up the computer, she waves Tsurugi in further. “Any alibis give out while I was not getting the sleep I needed?”

Tsurigu takes a few steps to stand right in front of Marinette’s desk. “Wife came up clean.”

“How clean?”

“Her boyfriend alibied her.”

Marinette raises an eyebrow, then shakes her head. “Any other family? Work?”

“Parents seem stuck in Vermont, and we haven’t talked to our vic’s colleagues yet. Césaire and Lahiffe should be on their way here. I’ll take Lahiffe to talk to them.”

“Let me know if you get anything else. Oh, and make sure to check back with CSU whether there were any inconsistencies. This crime scene is really rubbing me the wrong way.”

“Will do, boss.”

Tsurugi leaves the door open with a slight crack, just how Marinette likes it. Close enough to warrant privacy, yet an invitation to come in for updates on their cases or any other issues.

This damn case…

Man found dead in his own home, one single GSW to his head from the back.

His blood used to draw on the walls.

Marinette shivers, and it’s not from the rainwater sneaking under her collar.

Lahiffe and Césaire arrive at the office not much later, the sun already seeping through the dusty windows of the bullpen. The streaks of light hurt Marinette’s eyes a bit as she walks into the space, eyes turning towards her when she says, “Well, any updates?”

Césaire is the first to speak up. “Security footage is clean. No one entered or left within our time frame between 6 and 10 PM. It’s like a ghost did it.”

Tsurugi rolls her eyes.

“I just got off the call with the parents,” Lahiffe continues. “They had no idea Lockley was even dead. Apparently, he hadn’t called home in a while.”

“Did they know about any arguments? Or was there bad blood between Lockley and the parents?”

“Not that they let slip.”

Marinette nods. “Césaire, dig into the parents some more. Maybe there was a reason Lockley hadn’t called home in a while. Lahiffe and Tsurugi, get to the place he worked. Mrs. Lockley had dropped a not-so-subtle hint something was going on with one of the coworkers there.”

“Another affair?” Tsurugi asks.

“No idea, but it’s worth talking to everybody. Maybe they can shed some light on whatever Lockley had going on.”

“Dupain-Cheng!”

Marinette winces as Bourgeois’ voice shrills over the floor. “Get going now, before we are grounded,” she hisses, turning a swift 180 to face their boss as the rest of her team scurries through the other hallway. “Yes?”

“Someone’s here to see you,” she merely says, whipping her ponytail to gesture at the elevator. “Get it done with quickly, I don’t want him hanging around here any longer than necessary.”

“Of course,” Marinette nods, speed-walking away from the fury that is Bourgeois. Someone is here for her specifically? Of course that pisses off Bourgeois. Because that means Marinette is about to walk into what has to be an opportunity for her. Maybe someone wants to hire her?

Turning the corner, she nearly bumps into a gray vest with a mop of blond hair above it. “Sorry!” she says, straightening back up again. She has to crane her neck upwards to make eye contact with him. “I wasn’t looking where I was going.”

“That’s okay,” he says, his French accent immediately registering in Marinette’s brain. Kind green eyes peer back at her from dizzying heights, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “You must be Special Agent Dupain-Cheng.”

Marinette takes another step back to give her neck some breathing room, quickly scanning the man in front of her. He’s her age, very tall, and a bit scrawny. The way he holds himself is with an air of confidence, stance wide and open. His clothes are a bit dusty, his jacket slung over his arm. His hair is a bit matted because of the rain.

And he’s very much drenched, looking a bit like a wet cat.

It’s almost pathetic how out of place he looks.

And yet…

The odd car in the parking lot.

A hand keeping the door open.

“And you are..?”

“Ah, Adrien Agreste,” he says, quickly moving his jacket to hang over his left arm. His right hand comes forward to shake hers. “I understand you’re working on a new Red Jean case?”

Oh.

Oh no.

Agreste. Former model and Vegas psychic, famous French rich boy, worldwide heartthrob. His name was on the international news last year. ‘ Woman found killed in own home, killer still on the loose.’ He had found her. After ridiculing Red Jean on live television. He’d called them ‘sad and pathetic’ for hiding, only coming out to kill and never for anything else.

When he came home his mother was dead.

“I can’t disclose information about cases to civilians,” Marinette settles on eventually.

“I worked with the local PD to catch him,” he says, letting go of her hand and folding it under the jacket. “I might be of use to you and your team.”

Marinette wants to sigh and walk away. “Mr. Agreste, at this point, we don’t even know whether this is a Red Jean case or not.”

“So there wasn’t a drawing in blood on the wall?”

Marinette keeps her mouth shut. She can’t let him in, he’s a civilian. One with a personal connection to their potential killer no less! It just wouldn’t be the right thing. Marinette knows from experience how being close to a case can mess up a trained Agent. This man was a– an entertainer .

His eyes turn pleading as if sensing her decline. “Mrs. Du–”

“Miss,” she corrects. “And it’s Special Agent. Or just Dupain-Cheng.”

“Miss Special Agent Dupain-Cheng…” She rolls her eyes. He smirks back. “Would you do me the pleasure of letting me shadow you for this case? I can help you see some connections to earlier crimes you might not get from dusty files, and it might help close the case a bit faster. And I get a closer look at Red Jean’s more current work. We both profit.”

Adrien Agreste is an attractive man. Marinette is very aware of that. She’s also very aware that he knows he is. He’s raked his hand through his hair multiple times by now, each time letting it flop back down onto his forehead as if pointing at his enchantingly bright green eyes.

They’re begging her to let him in.

Marinette bites her lip. It is a pretty tempting offer. A quick wrap-up of this case might help her get some sleep back, and it gets him off her back and out of the press. As long as Bourgeois doesn’t find out, that is.

But her team…

“I’ll have to ask some people whether you’ll be allowed on the case,” she says, nearly pointing a finger at him in a warning. She barely manages to hold off on it, instead crossing her arms. “If my boss finds out, you’re out anyway. And I get to send you off as soon as I deem you as interference.”

“Seems fair, Dupain-Cheng.”

“Don’t make me regret it, Agreste.”

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Teresa Giudice on Joes Regrets About Lacking Wedding ceremony

Credit score: Michael Simon/startraksphoto Teresa Giudice needs her brother, Joe Gorga, had been in attendance when she married her now-husband Luis Ruelas in August. After studying her sibling not too long ago expressed remorse in opting out of the occasion, the Actual Housewives of New Jersey solid member admitted that she wished him there, described the upcoming thirteenth season as “laborious,” and shaded potential “lazy” Actual Housewives followers for failing to vote for her when she was on Dancing With the Stars. “I want my brother was there as a result of he’s my solely member of the family,” Teresa revealed throughout an October 13 interview with Entry Hollywood. “I want my brother was there, and that was devastating. However apart from that, the day couldn’t have been extra good.” Teresa even felt her mother and father had been current after seeing a photograph of two rays of daylight coming down from the sky as she and Luis stated, “I do.” “That was very good of him, however I nonetheless haven’t gotten a name since that occurred. However it’s okay,” Teresa continued, giving a nod to her RHONJ finale fallout with Joe and his spouse, Melissa Gorga, who she allegedly accused of dishonest. “I want him and his household the very best, I actually do. I simply must heal from all that.” “It was a tough season for me… So that you guys are gonna have to observe. You’re undoubtedly gonna be glued to the TV, sadly,” Teresa continued of season 13 earlier than altering her tune. “I actually had an important season as a result of I used to be in my love bubble and identical to, having fun with that so I actually didn’t actually get caught up with all of the drama. [I] wished no a part of that.” Though Teresa’s relationship with Joe and Melissa allegedly imploded within the finale, Teresa stated the season “ends in happiness,” noting that she believes she’s in place with “all of [her castmates].” Whereas Teresa is probably not wanting ahead to reliving all of RHONJ season 13, she can’t look forward to followers to see her and Luis’ wedding ceremony particular. “I can’t wait as a result of I wanna relive the entire thing,” she gushed, confirming that the styling of her $10,000 wedding ceremony hair was filmed for the spinoff. “It took three and a half hours so the cameras had been on me. [My hairstylist] was very centered whereas she was doing it. I did [break the internet]… I assume it was very iconic — that’s what all people’s telling me,” she shared, including that her wedding ceremony gown and crown could be on show at BravoCon in a glass case. “I don’t know if I ought to say that.. and I don’t know what else they’re doing for my wedding ceremony. They requested me for an image, the background,” she teased. Additionally in the course of the interview, Teresa famous that she didn’t “have that many votes” from followers earlier than being voted off DWTS throughout week two. ” I’m pondering, perhaps, is it the Housewives followers that don’t vote? Like, perhaps they’re simply too lazy to get off their sofa,” she suspected. The Actual Housewives of New Jersey season 13 is predicted to premiere on Bravo someday in early 2023. Originally published at Sacramento News Journal

#Sacramento News Journal

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The National Cancer Institute

The National Research Council (NRC) has released the National Report on Cancer and the American Journal of Clinical Oncology since the 1970s. The NCI is dedicated to increasing awareness about cancer and the treatment options available. The Journal of the National Cancer Institute (JNCI) and the Scientific Information Branch's Cancer Treatment Reports and Symposia and the International Carcinogen Data Bank, PDQ and the Comprehensive Cancer Information System are all published by the NRC. Center for Cancer Genomics (CCG) The Center for Cancer Genomics (CCG) is a division of the National Institutes of Health that assists in the advancement of genomic science and encourages collaboration among national agencies, academic institutions, and community doctors. Its purpose is to promote research in the field of DNA genomics, genomes, gene expression, and cancer science. The CCG aids in cancer diagnosis treatment, prevention and prevention by assisting in the development of DNA-based diagnostics as well in cancer-related cell lines. read more Center for Cancer Control and Population Sciences (DCCPS) The Division of Cancer Control and Population Sciences (DCCPS), part of the National Health Institute, conducts research into the causes, prevention, and control of cancer. The staff of its scientific department is comprised of scientists with diverse backgrounds. They concentrate on the prevention of cancer. The programs are focused on behavioral, scientific, and social research that reduces the likelihood of developing and dying from cancer, enhance the quality of life of those who have survived it and address health issues that are urgent. UCSF Helen Diller Family Comprehensive Cancer Center The UCSF Helen Diller Family Comprehensive Cancer Centre is a top research facility that has been designated by the National Institutes of Health as cancer centers. The Center was founded in 1948 and awarded the NCI Comprehensive Cancer Center designation in 1999. Since then, the Center has expanded its clinical network to include five San Francisco medical centers and the VA Health Care System. The Center is committed to developing innovative clinical research programs that advance cancer treatment and lessen the burden of cancer in the world. CU Cancer Center The University of Colorado Cancer Center has been a hub of research into cancer since 1985. It is the only Colorado all-encompassing cancer center. It has led the way in groundbreaking research in the field of discovering new cancer-related drugs and leveraging genomics to find better treatments for solid tumors. The center has also created a brand new method for caregivers of those with cancer. This is only one of the many ways the CU Cancer Center continues to set the standard for cancer treatment in the region. OHSU Knight Cancer Institute OHSU's Knight Center is a major comprehensive cancer center in the state of Oregon. It has been designated a National Cancer Institute-designated clinical cancer centre since 1997. read more It is the sole NCI-designated cancer center designated by NCI situated between Sacramento and Seattle. It strives to improve the early detection of cancer and develop breakthrough treatments. The Knight Center for Health & Healing's care centers for teams are led by physicians who specialize in prostate and lung cancer. Rutgers Cancer Institute The Rutgers University is the home of Rutgers' cancer research and treatment institution The renowned Rutgers' Hospital for Medical Research. New Brunswick, New Jersey is the location of the cancer research and treatment facility. It offers patients information on all aspects of the disease. In addition to providing complete cancer information, the institute also performs cancer research and provides treatments. This website contains useful information and links to other sources.

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New Life. Difference. Change.

“The person who attained inner strength and integrity often may not be as successful as his unscrupulous neighbor but, he will have security, judgement, and objectivity which will make him much less vulnerable to changing fortunes and opinions of others and will in many areas enhance his ability for constructive work.”

Erich Fromm Psychoanalysis and Religion p. 75

The above Erich Fromm quote was noted in my journal on March 16, 2008

March 25, 2008. Journal entry follows:

OUTSIDE THE PALE

2008

Can’t (financially) retire

I have no children

I’m not hetero

I’m messy

I’m not young

I’m gay and out

In a relationship with my partner Jim since 1997

1978

“We are the Champions of the World” by Queen

I’m in law school in Southern California and happy.

1982

I live in Placerville, California. I have my own law office there.

I get married to a woman, Nina, in October. I leave the marriage in 1984 as I came out as a gay man.

1982 was a hard year financially. I do my first criminal jury trials

The year was a tough scene

2/2/1983

The Police “Every Breath you Take”

Only full year of marriage to my wife

And last full year of being in the closet

"Total Eclipse of the Heart” Bonnie Tyler

9/11/1985.

Age 30

My early deputy public defender years in Modesto, California.

Rehearsing for the part of Otto Frank in the play “The Diary of Anne Frank”

1/2/1987

My Hand to Hand to Hand Aid’s match is Daryl Speicher,

My first personal encounter with catastrophic illness and death.

I live near downtown Sacramento

Gay bars

31 years old

New life. Difference. change.

1990:

Live in the first house I bought which was on Keller Street in Modesto, California

Volunteer for Stanislaus County Aids Project

Listen to Alan Watts on KPFA radio station

Living life as an out gay man who is also a deputy public defender.

End of entry

Note:

Hand to Hand and Stanislaus County Aids project were agencies theat trained volunteers to support people with Aids through heir illness and death

#Erich Fromm Psychoanalysis and Religion #3/25/2008 #my journey out of the closet #KPFA radiop #Alan Watts philosopher and lecturer #Volunteer support for people with Aids #The Diary of Anne frank #acting

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Lecture of 17 February 2011 at the University of Poitiers by Joel F. Maybury, Consul of the United States of America in Bordeaux

The role of the Black Press in America

1 1 Joel F. Maybury, consul for the United-States of America in Bordeaux, gave several papers on the Black Press during the month of Febuary 2011 – Black history month. Mr. Maybury has spent the past years researching the role of the Black Press in America. He is a former journalist of the American Black Press, having worked for over seven years for various papers, such as the Alameda Newspaper Group, the Sacramento Observer, the Twin Cities Courier.

2 The paper started with a brief explanation of Black history month. Carter G. Woodson was an African-American writer, historian and journalist. He was one of the first scholars to study African American History, and is actually seen as the father of Black History. Woodson noted that, at the beginning of the 20th century, American History overlooked the contribution of African Americans. Race prejudice was a tradition. In 1926, Woodson organised the celebration of “Negro History Week” during the second week of February – Abraham Lincoln's birthday. Woodson took the first steps to promote the contribution of African-Americans in History. The celebration week later turned into a month and was renamed Black Historical month in 1976. In the 1960s, as progressive whites endorsed efforts to celebrate Black Americans, the Civil Rights Movement did more to promote the contribution of Black Americans. By the 1970s the entire nation recognised the role African-Americans played in American history.

3 In 1827, the first African-American publication – Freedom's Journal – was created in New York city, four decades before the Civil War. It had a weekly circulation of about 50 000. Most Black newspapers were family owned, this caused many of them to close rapidly, when families did not have enough money to keep them going. In the 1820s Blacks talked and exchanged news through Church. At that time there were no voices for Blacks in publications. White publications denigrated Blacks. The first two white publishers of the Freedom's Journal were part of the antislavery movement. "We wish to plead our own cause. Too long have others spoken for us." was the motto of the Journal. The Freedom's Journal offered international and national information on current events concerning the Black population, denouncing slavery, lynching and other injustices. The journal contained biographies of important African-Americans. It was also the first journal to list Black weddings, births and deaths. Vernon Jared, an African-American journalist, explained “We didn’t exist in the other papers[...] We were never born, we didn’t get married, we didn’t die, we didn’t fight in any wars, and we never participated in anything scientific. We were truly invisible unless we committed a crime”.

4 During the Civil War, the first Black daily newspaper was created – the New Orleans Tribute. The first to be published in the South was the Union. It was published in French and English. Later Doctor Roudanez bought it and renamed it La Tribune de la Nouvelle Orléans. This journal gave voice to the Black American community. It fought for the abolishment of slavery and the same rights for all. It helped Blacks to form political groups.

5 After the 1830s, about 24 Black newspapers were created. The North Star was the most influential, it was read by the President and members of Congress. After 1865, the number of newspapers grew because of emancipation. But most African-Americans could not read. Education became a key to equality. These newspapers were a sign of their freedom. They were now allowed to express themselves or open a business. After the Civil War, the Black press dedicated itself to rebuilding Black communities and Black political movements. After President Haze removed protection for African-Americans in 1876, 3 000 African men were murdered by white mobs before 1918. The White press did not condemn these crimes. But the Black press reported every incident to warn the Black communities.

6 Before the Civil War, the Black press advocated antislavery. After the War, it advocated emancipation, and contributed to rebuilding Black communities. And then, it worked hard to warn African-Americans of danger.

7 At the beginning of the 20th century, as technology evolved, the Black population started moving North and West, to California. It brought disruptive changes to the white way of life and a violent white reaction. Tensions also rose in Chicago as race riots developed. The Black press of the time talked about racial segregation and mass movement to the West. By that time, the newspapers were easier to distribute.

8 The First World War military drafts took many American men. The South encountered many economic problems. Southern businesses tried to ban the sale of Black newspapers to prevent lacks from leaving – the influence of these newspapers was great. After the war, about 500 Black newspapers existed – they carried information about which shops to avoid, where segregation took place.

9 During the Second World War, there were many American soldiers in France. Black and White were separated in the units. This kind of segregation was denounced in newspapers, it made the Blacks unhappy. This was bad for the war effort and was noticed by the government and army. The influence of the Black newspapers was growing, but if their voice was too strong, the advertisers removed their adds. It was a delicate balance.

10 In the 1950s, Black newspapers were often accused of being communist for supporting decolonisation in Africa. They were easy targets for attacks from Congress.

11 In the 1960s, mainstream newspapers started recruiting Black journalists. More Black readers turned to white publications because of the presence of Black writers. This caused a decrease in the number of Black newspapers. Today, there are about 200 Black newspapers, with a circulation of 15 million.

12 Black magazines and journals are still an important part of the African-American community. The Black press today still needs to advocate the Black voice.

13 As a former journalist working for Black newspapers, Joel F. Maybury, knows the purpose and use of these publications. He showed in detail the aims of the Black Press throughout the years, since they were first created at the beginning of the 19th century. Scientific work on the subject is still rare, especially by white writers. The new President, Barak Obama, may have brought into focus the role played by African-Americans in America, but very few prominent Black people were famous before the 1950s. The role played by Blacks in American History is still undervalued. Joel F. Maybury works to inform people of this situation and in so doing hopes to change the “dominant” view of history.

#The role of the Black Press in America

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