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It didn't matter that his DeKalb, Ill., High School basketball team had ridden a bus two and a half hours to get to Milwaukee, then waited another hour past game time to play. Didn't matter that the game was close, or that this was a chance to beat a big city team. Something else was on Dave Rohlman's mind when he asked for a volunteer to shoot two free throws awarded his team on a technical foul in the second quarter. His senior captain raised his hand, ready to go to the line as he had many times before.
Only this time it was different.
"You realize you're going to miss them, don't you?" Rohlman said.
Darius McNeal nodded his head. He understood what had to be done.
WABASHA -- A Wabasha husband and wife, devoted to each other for 63 years, died within hours of each other last weekend.
Joe Ahlers, 91, of Wabasha, died Saturday at St. Elizabeth's Nursing Home, and his wife, Alta Ahlers, 88, died Sunday at St. Elizabeth's Medical Center in Wabasha.
The couple died within 12 hours of each other.
Two Minnesota newspapers will receive a share of state grants normally given to retrain workers in manufacturing and other industries in transition.
The Duluth News Tribune and the St. Paul Pioneer Press will work with the University of Minnesota´s School of Journalism and Mass Communication to help staff adapt to an increasingly Internet-based industry.
Minnesota Job Skills Partnership is awarding $238,000 in state funds, while the newspapers and the university will contribute about $469,000 combined, mostly by devoting staff time to training.
(CNN) -- Smugglers carrying a boatload of migrants forced their passengers to jump overboard in deep water off the coast of Yemen, causing up to 17 to drown, the United Nations said Tuesday.
The 52 Somali and Ethiopian passengers in one of seven boats crossing the Gulf of Aden were made to jump after the smugglers spotted police and refused to sail closer to shore, the U.N's refugee agency UNHCR said in a statement.
KENOSHA, Wis. — A Kenosha teacher who tried to stop some men from harassing his female friends died after he was punched and fell to the concrete.
The confrontation happened outside the Big Shotz Sports Bar in Kenosha about 2 a.m. Saturday when Colin Byars was leaving with some women. Police say a group of men began to bother the women and Byars intervened.
One of the men punched Byars, who police say fell and hit his head. He was taken to a Kenosha hospital, then transferred to a Milwaukee area hospital where he was pronounced dead.
Police are looking for the men involved.
Byars, 24, was a special education teacher at McKinley Middle School.
Your doors should be locked regardless of the time of day. Home invasions can and do occur at all hours. Intruders no longer save their activities for the dark half of the day. You should have a heavy-duty strike-plate and you should always use at least 3 inch screws to secure the strike-plate. This will secure the strike plate to the wall framing, instead of to the door trim. There are also "full-height" strike plates available. These are steel trim extending the height of the door. Attach this with 3" screws, and it becomes very difficult to kick in your door.
Ideally, your exterior doors will be solid doors, as opposed to solid-core(wood-filled) or solid-core(foam filled). A steel-clad wooden door or a steel-center solid-core door are acceptable choices.
You should invest in a secure set of locks that are resistant to bump-keying. Look for the ANSI rating on the locks. An ANSI Grade 1 lock is twice as secure as ANSI Grade 2. Grade 3 should not be considered for an exterior door. Kwikset is currently marketing ANSI Grade 1, bumpkey-resistant lock sets to the residential market for a reasonable price. Schlage and Medeco both have high-end lines of lock sets that are very secure. There are others, so please don't consider this to be an all-exclusive list of locks. Do some research before you buy the primary means of securing your home.
If you have a window within arm's reach of your deadbolt, get a double-cylinder deadbolt that requires a key to unlock.
These considerations also apply to a door leading to an attached garage. The connection between your house and garage should always be considered an external entry point. If an intruder has access to your garage, he can attempt to circumvent the entry to the house in complete privacy.
Your patio door is also a prime point of vulnerability. Putting a broomstick in the bottom track isn't enough. Invest in a $13 "Charlie Bar" to keep that door secure. A Charlie Bar is mounted at the vertical middle of the stationary panel of your patio door. It removes the leverage that a stick at the bottom of the door leaves available to an intruder. Some versions can be set to allow the door to open a few inches for air flow.
If someone claiming to be law enforcement is at your door and you are suspicious about that claim (e.g. no squad car visible), lack of appropriate attire or credentials), simply call the 911 dispatcher to get confirmation of their identity. No legitimate law enforcement officer is going to be offended when you verify their identity.
Your windows should also be locked. Casement (crank) windows or double-hung windows with a pin-lock or brace provide more security than regular double hung windows left open. If you can’t secure a window while it is partially open, it should be closed and locked on any floor of the home.
Lock your car in the driveway. If you have a garage door opener in your car, this could give easy access to your home. If you have personal papers in your car, this opens you up to identity theft.
If at all possible, consider locking your bedroom door at night. This can mean the difference between waking up to an intruder standing over you and waking up to someone trying to break down your bedroom door. This isn't always possible, or desirable, especially if you have children.Please vote ONLY for these four persons.
(Voting for only 4 increases your voting POWER by a factor of five.)
Scott L. Bach
Ronnie G. Barrett
George K. Kollitides
Owen P. Mills
PLUS, write in (on the reverse side of the ballot):
Joseph E. Olson; Roseville, MN
For a brief moment, Minnesota Republican Gov. Tim Pawlenty got hearts racing on Fox News Sunday when host Chris Wallace asked him if he was planning a run for the White House in 2012.
"I'm going to make news right here on Fox News Sunday and tell you that I'm going to run for president . of my Eagan youth hockey association," Pawlenty said.
"For a second there I was really excited," said Wallace.
Pawlenty said his first focus is considering running for reelection in 2010.
Sgt. Mike Mitchell says a woman and a man called police, saying they were in a vehicle that was being followed and rammed by another vehicle.
Mitchell says police told the couple to drive to the police station. He says the two vehicles stopped outside the police station and Springer left his vehicle and tried to get inside the other car.
Mitchell says when that failed, Springer went back to his vehicle and retrieved a hammer.
A man who had attracted police attention by knocking on doors in north St. Cloud was arrested with a gun in his possession after he led them on a 13-mile chase, police said.
The events started at 11:32 p.m. Sunday at the 5500 block of Knollwood Drive.
Police said they received a report of a suspicious man knocking on doors of houses. Officers found the man’s pickup and tried to stop him at Stearns County Road 120 and Minnesota Highway 15, police said. The driver sped off, reaching speeds of about 90 mph. The pursuit lasted for 13.4 miles and ended near Stearns County Road 47 and Minnesota Highway 23 after hitting spike strips that a Stearns County deputy had placed. The driver tried to run away and was arrested with help from a Waite Park police dog.
LONDON (AP) ―
A former British resident who claims he was brutally tortured at a covert CIA site in Morocco has been freed from Guantanamo after nearly seven years in U.S. captivity -- an ordeal that could come back to haunt the U.S. and British governments.
Our block was completely overrun and we were actually forced to take a stand and defend our home with rifles - in Los Angeles! Several times we had to take aim at looters and thank god they ran - because I had every intention of shooting. It was literally like a war zone. The riots lasted days and did not stop until the National Guard showed up. I have since read that it was the 7th infantry division and additional Marines from Camp Pendleton that were deployed to Los Angeles. From our perspective it didn't matter where they came from they were a welcome site. It was surreal to see US Soldiers walking through our neighborhood. We could not travel more than a block from our home for days without the chance of major conflict.
Rosario: Somebody's broken into my house.
Operator: I'm sorry?
Rosario: Somebody's broken into my house!...I just drove their car away. They've got nothing.
Operator: Their car?
Rosario: Yeah, I know. I stole their car.
Operator: OK, you can now be charged for that, so stop.
A teacher in the Nashville area writes:
We are worried about "the cow" when it is all about the "Ice Cream"
The most eye-opening civics lesson I've ever had was while teaching third grade this year. The presidential election was heating up and some of the children showed an interest. I decided we would have an election for a class president.
We would choose our nominees. They would make a campaign speech and the class would vote.
To simplify the process, candidates were nominated by other class members. We discussed what kinds of characteristics these students should have. We got many nominations and from those, Jamie and Olivia were picked to run for the top spot.
Reese Witherspoon in 'Election' The class had done a great job in their selections. Both candidates were good kids. I thought Jamie might have an advantage because he got lots of parental support. I had never seen Olivia's mother.
The day arrived when they were to make their speeches. Jamie went first. He had specific ideas about how to make our class a better place. He ended by promising to do his very best. Ev ery one applauded. He sat down and Olivia came to the podium.
Her speech was concise. She said, "If you will vote for me, I will give you ice cream." She sat down. The class went wild.
"Yes! Yes! We want ice cream."
She surely would say more. She did not have to. A discussion followed. How did she plan to pay for the ice cream? She wasn't sure. Would her parents buy it or would the class pay for it. She didn't know. The class really didn't care. All they were thinking about was ice cream.
Jamie was forgotten. Olivia won by a landslide.
Every time Barack Obama opens his mouth he offers ice cream, fifty percent of the people react like nine year olds. They want ice cream.
The other fifty percent know they're going to have to feed the cow and clean up the mess.
The Price of Free Corn
Some years ago, about 1900, an old trapper from North Dakota hitched up some horses to his Studebaker wagon, packed a few possessions, especially his traps–and drove south.Several weeks later he stopped in a small town just north of the Okefenokee Swamp in Georgia. It was a Saturday morning–a lazy day–when he walked into the general store. Sitting around the pot-bellied stove were seven or eight of the town’s local citizens. The traveler spoke, “Gentlemen, could you direct me to the Okefenokee Swamp?”Some of the old-timers looked at him like he was crazy. “You must be a stranger in these parts,” they said. “I am. I’m from North Dakota,” said the stranger. “In the Okefenokee Swamp are thousands of wild hogs,” one old man explained.
“A man who goes into the swamp by himself asks to die!” He lifted up his leg. “I lost half my leg here, to the pigs of the swamp.”
Another old fellow said, “Look at the cuts on me; look at my arm bit off!” “Those pigs have been free since the Revolution, eating snakes and rooting out roots and fending for themselves for over a hundred years. They’re wild and they’re dangerous. You can’t trap them. No man dare go into the swamp by himself.” Every man nodded his head in agreement.
The old trapper said, “Thank you so much for the warning. Now could you direct me to the swamp?” They said, “Well, yeah, it’s due south–straight down the road.” But they begged the stranger not to go, because they knew he’d meet a terrible fate. He said, “Sell me ten sacks of corn, and help me load them into the wagon.” And they did.
Then the old trapper bid them farewell and drove on down the road. The townsfolk thought they’d never see him again. Two weeks later the man came back. He pulled up to the general store, got down off the wagon, walked in and bought ten more sacks of corn. After loading it up he went back down the road toward the swamp.
Two weeks later he returned and, again, bought ten sacks of corn. This went on for a month. And then two months, and three. Every week or two the old trapper would come into town on a Saturday morning, load up ten sacks of corn and drive off south into the swamp.
The stranger soon became a legend in the little village and the subject of much speculation. People wondered what kind of devil had possessed this man, that he could go into the Okefenokee by himself and not be consumed by the wild and free hogs.
One morning the man came into town as usual. Everyone thought he wanted more corn. He got off the wagon and went into the store where the usual group of men were gathered around the stove. He took off his gloves.
“Gentlemen,” he said, “I need to hire about ten or fifteen wagons. I need twenty or thirty men. I have six thousand hogs out in the swamp, penned up, and they’re all hungry. I’ve got to get them to market right away.”
“You’ve WHAT in the swamp?” asked the storekeeper, incredulously. “I have six thousand hogs penned up. They haven’t eaten for two or three days, and they’ll starve if I don’t get back there to feed and take care of them.”
One of the old-timers said, “You mean you’ve captured the wild hogs of the Okefenokee?” “That’s right.” “How did you do that? What did you do?” the men urged, breathlessly. One of them exclaimed, “But I lost my arm!” “I lost my brother!” cried another. “I lost my leg to those wild boars!” chimed a third.
The trapper said, “Well, the first week I went in there they were wild all right. They hid in the undergrowth and wouldn’t come out. I dared not get off the wagon. So I spread corn along behind the wagon. Every day I’d spread a sack of corn. “The old pigs would have nothing to do with it. But the younger pigs decided that it was easier to eat free corn than it was to root out roots and catch snakes. So the very young began to eat the corn first.
“I did this every day. Pretty soon, even the old pigs decided that it was easier to eat free corn. “The next thing was to get them used to eating in the same place all the time. So, I selected a clearing, and I started putting the corn in the clearing. “At first they wouldn’t come to the clearing. It was too far. It was too open. It was a nuisance to them. “But the very young decided that it was easier to take the corn in the clearing than it was to root out roots and catch their own snakes. And not long thereafter, the older pigs also decided that it was easier to come to the clearing every day.
“And so the pigs learned to come to the clearing every day to get their free corn. They could still subsidize their diet with roots and snakes and whatever else they wanted. After all, they were all free. They could run in any direction at any time. There were no bounds upon them.
“The next step was to get them used to fence posts. So I put fence posts all the way around the clearing. I put them in the underbrush so that they wouldn’t get suspicious or upset, after all, they were just sticks sticking up out of the ground, like the trees and the brush. The corn was there every day. It was easy to walk in between the posts, get the corn, and walk back out.
“This went on for a week or two. Shortly they became very used to walking into the clearing, getting the free corn, and walking back out through the fence posts. “The next step was to put one rail down at the bottom. I also left a few openings, so that the older, fatter pigs could walk through the openings and the younger pigs could easily jump over just one rail, after all, it was no real threat to their freedom or independence–they could always jump over the rail and flee in any direction at any time.
“Now I decided that I wouldn’t feed them every day. I began to feed them every other day. On the days I didn’t feed them, the pigs still gathered in the clearing. They squealed, and they grunted, and they begged and pleaded with me to feed them–but I only fed them every other day. Then I put a second rail around the posts.
“Now the pigs became more and more desperate for food. Because now they were no longer used to going out and digging their own roots and finding their own food, they now needed me. They needed my corn every other day.”
“So I trained them that I would feed them every day if they came in through a gate and I put up a third rail around the fence. “But it was still no great threat to their freedom, because there were several gates and they could run in and out at will.
“Finally I put up the fourth rail. Then I closed all the gates but one, and I fed them very, very well.” “Yesterday I closed the last gate and today I need you to help me take these pigs to market.”
The price of free corn.
The parable of the pigs has a serious moral lesson. This story is about federal money being used to bait, trap and enslave a once free and independent people.
Federal welfare, in its myriad forms, has reduced not only individuals to a state of dependency; state and local governments are also on the fast track to elimination, due to their functions being subverted by the command and control structures of federal “revenue sharing” programs.
So, I dial the towing company - yeah, they stil have the contract, and yeah, they will send their trucks right out.
Little over an hour later, three cars gone.
Out of pure fucking spite. Because I am a mean and hateful bastard, and that’s how I roll. And yes, had the Bumpers been full of conservative stickers, I would have let it slide. Discrimination, purely based on what they were. What of it? Whatchoo gonna do ’bout it?
So this morning, I drop by there, and find a nastygram stuck in my door, along with dried egg. The nastygram boasts of egging the building, and calls me a big poopy-head. And, to make the hat-trick, SHE SIGNS HER NAME.
*happysigh* One thing I can count on is Lefties not being terribly bright. One complaint of vandalism sworn out.
A 69-year-old Japanese man injured in a traffic accident died after paramedics spent more than an hour negotiating with 14 hospitals before finding one to admit him, a fire department official said Wednesday.
The man, whose bicycle collided with a motorcycle in the western city of Itami, waited at the scene in an ambulance because the hospitals said they could not accept him, citing a lack of specialists, equipment, beds and staff, according to Mitsuhisa Ikemoto.
That's what happens to unlimited demand when it's met by dwindling supply caused by doctor's going to other countries and research facilities to avoid the excess regulation and capped salaries. That's what will happen here.
More than 14,000 emergency patients were rejected at least three times by Japanese hospitals before getting treatment in 2007, according to the latest government survey. In the worst case, a woman in her 70s with a breathing problem was rejected 49 times in Tokyo.
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Using inexpensive off-the-shelf components, an information security expert has built a mobile platform that can clone large numbers of the unique electronic identifiers used in US passport cards and next generation drivers licenses.
The $250 proof-of-concept device - which researcher Chris Paget built in his spare time - operates out of his vehicle and contains everything needed to sniff and then clone RFID, or radio frequency identification, tags. During a recent 20-minute drive in downtown San Francisco, it successfully copied the RFID tags of two passport cards without the knowledge of their owners.