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The scent of the roses was a delicate, heady thing that caused the young woman standing in the rose garden to almost forget their thorns; a strange parallel to the situation she found herself in with the friend now approaching her. He spoke her name with the low, intimate tone of one well acquainted with her. Inside the house a trio of violins played, serving to underscore the romantic setting. Indeed, both of the pair were clad so that the picture they made was one of perfect Victorian romance. She turned towards him with an impatient little movement. "James, I - don't get ideas in your head." "My dear Glencora, how can I not?" He looked at her with an expression that would have melted a heart of stone. "Is it not natural that I should wish to claim a closer acquaintance with you?" "I have said before that we can be friends," she said, and bit her lip. "You know I have. But nothing else. Just friends - no more and, I hope, no less." "You would take no friendship at all, above dating me," he said, a shade of bitterness in his voice. "I don't feel that way about you," Cora returned spiritedly. "I don't want to date anyone I'm not attracted to, and indeed, I don't know I've ever felt romantic attraction at all. It wouldn't be fair on you, James." "I don't want fair, I want you," he said impetuously, to which the lady's head tossed as she looked away. "You're treating me like a commodity to be bought and sold. I'm my own person, and I'm saying no to you!" James looked down, expression sober as if she had halfway convinced him. "And while you're at it, stop calling me Glencora. I know it's my name, but nobody calls me it except you. It sounds ridiculous." "It suits you beautifully," he said, gesturing slightly to the gown she wore. "Just like my namesake, I know. Seriously, though, if you can't stop with this we can't be friends." She softened at his expression, and added, "I want to be your friend - if you'll let me. And you'd be a simply beautiful boyfriend - for a girl who'll appreciate you the way you should be appreciated." Cora smiled at him, then left that too-romantic place before he convinced her against her better judgement.
In the kitchen with Chef Powell
Chef James Powell grew up in a family of globetrotters and has been exposed to all sorts of food from around the world from a young age. After graduating from Windenberg Culinary School, he worked three years under Chef Dave Chang before founding his own restaurant in Magnolia Promenade, Little Tartosa. He also works with SimTalk monthly as cuisine consultant.
Ha átvészelünk egy változást, beáll egy új egyensúly, amihez alkalmazkodni tudunk. De mi van, ha már nincs olyan, hogy normális, ha maga az állandó változás a normalitás?
-James Powell
By James Powell
The Jean Shepherd Show (WOR-AM/FM) Original Transmission Date: 07/21/1964The Harlem Riots of 1964 (or) Be PreparedIt's one of those times.... Humorist...
A thought provoking & timely episode of Jean Shepherd’s late night radio show that was broadcast on the sixth night of the Harlem uprising. There’s a few laughs yet more interestingly; Shep questions many prophetic things that are (sadly) still relevant to us today & there are many questions we should be asking now. "Newspaper Talk" might just as well be Shep's phrase for "fake news". Shep also points out (historically) how little understanding humans have in the events they take part in.
Shepherd is at times, almost like a profit that works in reverse & hearing this episode is like a glance into the rear-view mirror of history. It’s kind of like “A Christmas Story” that met with the eve of social revolution. This show, was broadcast "live" on the sixth night of the conflict. Coming out of the second news break we hear something that is truly a rare occurrence in broadcasting history.... Jean Shepherd it seems.... was momentarily at a loss for words!
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Harlem Riots of 1964
On July 16th, 1964, an off-duty, white cop shot and killed James Powell, an unarmed, fifteen-year-old. His death would ironically come two weeks after the passing of the Civil Rights Act. Hundreds of people, many of them Powell’s classmates, took to the streets in protests. The beginning of the uprising was peaceful, however after two days, the crowd traveled to the Harlem Police Station to call for the resignation of the cop. Officers stood outside the station armed. Protesters began throwing bottles, rocks, and bricks when officers began to enter into the crowd. The cops, of course, answered back with bullets. The riot lasted for six days and when it ended on July 22nd, there was a total of 1 million dollars in property damages, over a hundred injuries, over 400 arrests, and at least one fatality. The Harlem Riots were one of the many riots that would occur during the summer of 1964 in the northeast. This of course led to the time being called the “Long, Hot Summer”. As we look back on this uprising, we remember James Powell, whose life, like many, was cut way too short.
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