August 16, 2019

在心肌梗塞之前,人體有三個許多人忽視的提示


我們今天要討論的主題是心肌梗塞的表現。心肌梗塞是我們常說的一種心肌梗塞。許多人在年老時會遇到這種情況。心肌梗塞的風險非常大。因此,平時需要進行預防工作。在心肌梗塞發作前身體是否有感覺?如果有三個異常,它會引起注意!

1。突然的恐慌,胸悶,如果突然的不明原因的恐慌,胸悶和呼吸急促,休息一段時間沒有得到緩解,我們應該小心。也許心肌梗塞早期的表現,最好在醫院檢查。

在進行24小時心電圖檢查時要注意狀態,佩戴者可以適當做運動。

頻繁心絞痛,前心絞痛,如果近期發生的比以前多,而且疼痛也比以前更嚴重,還伴有惡心,可能是心肌梗塞異常向你發出信號。

第三,晚上睡覺顯得心痛,晚上睡覺可以使身體得到充分的休息,但是如果沒有理由心痛,我們應該考慮的是心肌梗塞的前兆!

心肌梗塞有很多危害,所以日常預防非常重要。注意飲食,少吃清淡,多吃蔬菜,多喝水,遠離煙草和酒精。多做戶外活動,不要熬夜,這也有助於您的健康。

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July 31, 2019

可持續發展?先過十年“去毒期”


約翰·艾爾金頓認為,為了在多年的肆意揮霍之後恢複正常,世界將經曆漫長而混亂的"排毒期”。幸運的是,一些人已經在采取正確的行動,例如世界知名的服裝品牌努力消除服裝加工中的有毒化學品。

世界經濟最近發生了變化:一方面,歐元區面臨崩潰危機;另一方面,在德班舉行的聯合國氣候變化會議,雖然取得了預期成果,但仍然不能令人滿意。在此背景下,參觀了德國巴伐利亞的一座修道院,讓我想到了宿醉、成癮、戒毒和康複。

我們從酗酒和上癮開始。任何患有宿醉的人都知道,身體需要時間才能完全釋放出酒精等有毒物質。被酗酒折磨的朋友也必須理解酒精對健康有害,而禁欲是一個長期的項目。今天世界上一些國家和地區正在經曆的事實證明,債務和其他經濟上的浪費與酗酒一樣:成癮很容易戒掉。

人類已經習慣了過度消耗自然資源,而且直到最近才明顯的發現這是一種比酒精更有害的成癮。如果我們想實現可持續發展,必須利用未來10年或20年幫助我們的經濟"解毒”。

但曆史經驗表明,這種戒毒期通常是混亂,痛苦甚至危險的。這個過程釋放了大量的社會能量。這種能量可以用於正確的道路,社會進步和人類,導致保護主義,仇外心理和軍國主義。

我在上月底參觀了一家巴伐利亞修道院。在那裏,我對人力資源消費成癮問題的嚴重性有了更深刻的認識.那時,作為環保組織的代表,我參加了由德國運動服品牌悍馬組織的活動。該公司新近發布了2010年度環境損益表,在行業內開創了先河。該聲明計算了該公司在過去一年中以溫室氣體排放的形式對自然環境的影響,並指出該公司去年在水方面花費了9,440萬歐元(約合1.25億美元)。

因此在這方面,這個行業整體的狀態就是任重而道遠,所以將這個行業歸屬於朝陽產業也並不為過,做得好,是對社會的貢獻,同時企業本身也會具有一定的獲益。當然除此之外,像塑料回收等相關的行業也是需要受到關注的

為了實現經濟的可持續發展,人類必須取得長足的進步。實際上,面對這樣一個目標,悍馬在會計和財務報告系統方面的創新似乎只是向前邁出了一小步,但這些小步驟也具有重要價值。12步療法幫助徐許多多戒酒互助會成員康複。考慮到自然資源在太平洋戰爭爆發中的作用,在世界人口接近90億的時候,我們是否能夠減少對資源的需求,也是必要的。有趣的是,12步療法創始於1939年,當時的世界也在全面大戰的邊緣搖晃。

但是應該如何進行全球成癮行動呢?我們也許能從現有的12步治療中得到一些啟示。為了確保治療的成功,我們必須首先認識到酒精成癮不能被患者自身的克制所根除。此外,我們需要一項計劃,以承認和糾正錯誤,承諾完成變革,最重要的是,願意幫助那些有著同樣痛苦經曆的夥伴克服困難。

在過去的一個世紀裏,我們習慣於以犧牲環境為代價來實現經濟發展。在不斷增長的全球經濟危機的推動下,我們正在發生變化。如果我們的努力成功,我們的經濟將像鳳凰一樣從灰燼中重生。新秩序的國王將是那些在"未來商數”上極高的人。他們不僅對未來的發展趨勢有深刻的認識,而且能夠在非常不同的市場環境中即興發揮並取得成功。

如何從今天的時事中推斷出未來的方向?一個明顯的例子是綠色和平組織的解毒運動,旨在從全球供應鏈中清除一系列有毒物質。綠色和平組織利用運動服品牌的敏感性和競爭力,要求"工業生產不再排放持久性有毒化學物質,這些化學物質會破壞人體荷爾蒙的分泌並阻止世界河流的汙染。”今年7月開始的"排毒”運動凸顯了中國紡織廠生產的水汙染與世界頂級服裝品牌之間不可分割的聯系。

為了幫助各大企業應對綠色和平的"去毒”運動,SustainAbility、未來論壇和飛魚星等組織聯合成立了一個協調小組,而我正是這個小組的一員。參與項目的企業包括(按英文首字母順序排列)阿迪達斯、C&A、H&M、耐克和彪馬。該項目的最終結果在一兩年前也是不可想象的。

上述各家服裝品牌——還有中國的李寧公司——合作制定了一份聯合路線圖,以實現到2020年"有毒化學物品零排放”的目標。耐克的網站詳細介紹了他們已經采取的措施和未來的計劃。悍馬也發表了類似的報道。

對於大型服裝企業來說,實現這一路線圖將是一個重大挑戰。這不僅是因為它們通常對處理器沒有控制權,還因為大多數加工廠位於中國,中國官員對健康和環境問題上的外部壓力一直很敏感。盡管2020年似乎很遙遠,但在不到十年的時間內實現零排放可能是一項艱巨的任務。

路線圖列出了具體承諾和時間表,包括2011年至2013年期間在縱向一體化結構的主要材料供應商開展的試點項目,以確定有毒化學品的使用和排放規模。

這些公司還計劃進行內部檢查,以驗證他們目前在供應鏈中沒有使用九種有毒或持久性化學品。為此,他們將在2012年底之前制定一份服裝生產過程中使用的化學品清單。其他措施包括分別披露所有試點項目和科學研究的結果,以及2012年和2013年項目進展的季度和年度宣傳。這個計劃的潛在影響是如此深遠,以至於引起了業界許多人的密切關注。

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August 30, 2017

清幽神秘的“冷水坑嶺”


一個千年古村落,三溪鄉三溪源村的西應自然村,村莊的北麵有一條一年四季清泉叮咚永不幹涸的"冷水坑”貫穿五裏深山綠穀。千百年來,清幽的"冷水坑古嶺”就如金屋藏嬌似的靜臥在這神秘的深山之中。
"冷水坑”古嶺,南邊對接西應全村的石子路。但從嚴格來說,應該是從西應的"廳上道壇”開始,沿著冷水坑直上中央嶴切頭,翻過山後竹海,直通前路鄉上胡西坑村。山前山後全程10裏。基本路程都是石子鋪設。西應海拔450米,此嶺的最高"嶺切頭”海拔650米。路基寬度平均1米左右,其中上半嶺從"四頭”過"四百田坪”通往山後三百田方向的支路,因後來新開的泥路,比原來主體的石子路窄,所以戲稱"刮掌路”(形容路窄如"一手掌”大而名)。其實這段路要通往當時的山後自然村(有五六戶應姓與吳姓及胡姓居住),過往頻率不低,所以路寬也有三五十公分。並不是真的一手掌寬。
都說人有窮富榮辱命運,其實古嶺也有熱鬧與冷清變數。別看如今"冷水坑嶺”清幽荒涼,但你可知在四五十年前的歲月,此嶺卻是車水馬龍熙熙攘攘。
歷史上,"冷水坑古嶺”與山前山後的幾十個村落,成千上萬村民日常生活息息相關:
一是當年的山後,"舊廠”那邊住著後吳吳氏宗親,刮掌路下的"觀音尖”和"三個尖腳”住著西應的"山後生產隊”,這些應姓和吳姓的宗親都與山前的西應村或後吳村,不但有親族的聯係,而且尤其是在集體化時期,有著經濟核算的關係,因此三四方的人員與親情來來往往,相當頻繁;冷水坑嶺即必經之路;
二是西應後吳兩村,坐落山後的山林麵積共有3000餘畝,所以兩個村在山後砍竹、鋤筍、背樹、鏟竹園……,一年到頭你來我去川流不息;
三是西應本村在冷水坑、四頭、右請等地的山頭田的耕作,村民的餵牛、放羊、砍柴割草、摘貓抓、勒毛栗、割樹葉……都是在這周邊或山後的山上勞作,無不經過這條古嶺;
四是不少三溪鄉民或學生,到壺鎮出市、讀書,為了抄近路或回來可帶柴草,也經常攀登此嶺來回;
五是胡西坑、水口、姓葉、後清方向的村民到三溪走親戚或到張山寨廟會,都必須經過此嶺。南鄉的村民每年二月二到水口殿拜佛求簽,總是三五成群,老的堵著拐杖,青年挑著行李,婦女背著小孩,一邊揮著汗雨,一般哼著山歌,跨越"冷水坑嶺”,亦乃自斟自酌其樂無窮!
六是當年三溪革命根據地,民兵蓑衣當被,胡須結冰,在舊廠切頭站崗放哨的白色恐怖時期,也就是出沒在這冷水坑嶺。三溪遊擊隊擴大武裝力量,深夜行軍,赤手空拳奇襲潛明繳槍,也就是經過此嶺出發……
因此,"冷水坑古嶺”,歷來與方圓幾十裏的鄉裏鄉親,不管是生活還是生產都千絲萬縷關聯,四季默默奉獻。而且在民主主義革命,也留有無數的紅色革命腳印。
據說清末民初年代,大旱求雨水口殿,三溪村民為了感恩觀音菩薩,迎案迎龍還願,需過冷水坑嶺拔直而上,因為龍長勢大,而老路彎頭難以轉身,所以村民們還特意在靠"玲瓏山”這邊開了一條寬闊的"新路”。那段唯一沒有鋪石子的泥路至今還稱"新路”。
打開記憶,從冷水坑嶺到四百田坪方向攀登山峰,還有一個陰風呼嘯,妖霧騰騰的"搶魂崗尖”,傳說那裏是人和鬼的戰場。在過去醫療條件不好,鬼神色彩蔓延的年代,村民們精神不好,或夜裏迷路,或失魂落魄,都認為"被鬼領去”或"魂被鬼攝”,別無它法,就請"司公”疊起"九臺”(九字八仙桌疊起),一層一層翻跟鬥上去裝神作法,吹起海螺號角,念起"符咒”求佛招魂。病者家裏燒起"大鋼甑”飯菜,供全村鄰裏鄉親吃飯,村鄰們吃了炊飯,穿起蓑衣,畫起花臉,拿著刀槍棍棒,全副武裝,組成浩浩蕩蕩"搶魂”大軍,喜怒哀笑聚散動作全憑"司公”號令,攀爬"冷水坑嶺”,直搗"搶魂崗尖”與鬼神搏鬥,為病人"搶魂”。挖地三尺抓到活貨動物,不管是"麻罕”還是"毛蚣”,或"活甸壯卒”就算搶回"真魂”,凱旋而歸。這時候。冷水坑嶺便成了人流湧動的搶魂嶺了。
還有令人費解的是,冷水坑嶺的"板壁舜(陡)”,顧名思義,就是像"板壁”一樣的懸崖削壁,而且嶺陡路窄,拾級而上一百步陡嶺(又稱百步舜)難似登天,往路外看,百丈深淵令你尿濕布褲。每經此地,無不膽戰心驚。可是誰知幾次牛掉下去都是死裏逃生有驚無險。不過以後的"輪餵牛”從這裏上落,盡管牛群之間一路"相創”或"遊戲”得亂創亂跳,但是一到這"板壁舜”便馬上自覺"剎車”,變得規規矩矩老老實實。寧願"邁過這個坎”再張牙舞爪繼續"戲鬥”。建國以後,西應村"農會”考慮到人畜安全,將路下強製"封山”,多年後野柴交柯,藤刺蔓延,人畜過轉漸感安全定心。
更加離奇的是,這條古嶺上半嶺的"四頭”的石橋。雖然上麵集雨麵積不大,但是,從毛栗山、中央嶴切、四百田坪、掃帚巖尖,流下的山泉不斷,下雨天也會"洪水咆哮”。人畜過不去而要繞道"橫田”、"右請”而過。所以在民國初年,富有愛心和奉獻精神的西應村上半處應章福太公和應永貴伯公就下定決心,要在"四頭”修橋布路。看起來這座橋並非規模宏大的大橋,可是兩邊橋墩用大石頭砌起來要三米多高,橋的長度也有三四米長,上麵獨塊的橋麵石起碼有三五千斤分量。在那沒有鋼釬炸藥、沒有"鐵鰻”、沒有吊機,沒有運輸工具的年代,僅憑一把土鐵錘和一根山茶柴(當撬棍),竟然要在幾百米上坡的"刮掌路上”將巨石破成兩半,在這樣陡的上坡移下來又要不滾過頭,恰到好處地移到橋墩堪窩,而且又要將如此巨石一頭淩空跨過三四米寬的溪坑彼岸,不偏不倚地架好一座石橋,而且經過百年洪水臺風和山體滑坡的泥石流考驗,仍然風雨不動安如山。隻是橋麵歷經百年,渡過無千百萬人來畜往,被磨得光滑如鏡了。幾位造橋的先賢已被歲月湮沒,造橋難度的不解之謎至今無從破解。隻有歷經滄桑的石橋,永遠見證著先人的豐功偉績!
休說"冷水坑嶺”才不驚人,貌不出眾,但是千百年來,默默奉獻,為方圓近百裏的民眾造福是數不勝數的,它隱藏的曲折離奇的神秘故事是數不清道不完的……
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July 18, 2017

早上起床洗脸也要有度,当心越洗越油


造成皮膚敏感的因很多,包括年齡、內分泌等內在因素,以及壓力、不良情緒、飲酒、辛辣刺激飲食等外界因素。其中,過度清洗是導致皮膚敏感的一個很常見也很重要的原因。
我們皮膚的最外層是角質層,其外有一層由汗液和皮脂乳化而成的皮脂膜,為人體提供保護。過度清洗、使用不當化妝品(如堿性大的肥皂洗臉),不僅除去了皮膚表麵的灰塵、老化角質、微生物等,也破壞了正常的皮脂膜,達不到護膚的目的,反而會破壞了皮膚。尤其是油性皮膚(比如常長痘)的人,總想把臉上所有的油脂都清洗掉,希望以此來改善毛囊堵塞、痤瘡的症狀。殊不知,這樣反而會讓皮膚更油。因為皮膚局部環境也存在反饋調節,皮脂膜能抑製皮脂腺分泌。過度清潔使皮脂喪失,皮脂膜抑製皮脂腺分泌的壓力減輕,反而使皮脂腺分泌速度增快,會分泌更多的油脂,造成油光滿麵。
過度清潔還會造成皮膚屏障功能受損,皮膚失水速度增加、缺水、幹燥粗糙;保護作用被削弱,有害微生物、外界化學、物理、生物因素容易入侵或刺激,尤其容易受到紫外線傷害,在使用潔膚、化妝品時感到刺痛。
皮膚敏感的人,建議使用與體溫相近的36℃~37℃的水洗臉,避免對皮膚造成冷熱刺激;用溫和的不含皂基的潔膚產品;盡量不用去角質產品,選用不含香料、不含防腐劑、刺激性小的醫學護膚品及物理防曬劑;並注意生活規律,放鬆心情。
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July 17, 2017

Sino-German digital summit held in Hamburg



HAMBURG, German — A Sino-German digital summit was held Tuesday, with some 200 officials and businessmen from China and Germany gathering here to discuss the latest trend of digitalization in both countries and deeper cooperation in the related fields.

The summit was a followup event to the G20 summit held in Hamburg on July 7-8, which had included digitalization as one of its major topics.

During the digital summit, China's key digital enterprises like Alibaba Group had talks with Germany's major digital companies such as Otto Group.

China is the world's largest and most rapidly growing market of digitalization, which has great influence on European companies and their business, said Ragnar Kruse, CEO and co-founder of Smaato, a leading global mobile advertising platform and also a partner of the digital summit.

Hamburg is a city that has a key position in Germany's digital economy and it is also regarded as China's gateway into Europe. Over 550 Chinese enterprises have investment in the city.

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May 25, 2016

whom thou wilt

When these words were told to Lir, his heart was glad. Speedily he called around him his train, and in fifty chariots set forth. Nor did they slacken speed until they reached the palace of Bove Derg by the Great Lake. And there at the still close of day, as the setting rays of the sun fell athwart the silver waters, did Lir do homage to Bove Derg. And Bove Derg kissed Lir and vowed to be his friend for ever .

And when it was known throughout the Dedannan host that peace reigned between these mighty chiefs, brave men and fair women and little children rejoiced, and nowhere were there happier hearts than in the Green Isle of Erin.

Time passed, and Lir still dwelt with Bove Derg in his palace by the Great Lake. One morning the King said, 'Full well thou knowest my three fair foster-daughters, nor have I forgotten my promise that one thou shouldst have to wife. Choose her whom thou wilt Muay Thai.'

Then Lir answered, 'All are indeed fair, and choice is hard. But give unto me the eldest, if it be that she be willing to wed.'

And Eve, the eldest of the fair maidens, was glad, and that day was she married to Lir, and after two weeks she left the palace by the Great Lake and drove with her husband to her new home.

Happily dwelt Lir's household and merrily sped the months. Then were born unto Lir twin babes. The girl they called Finola, and her brother did they name Aed.

Yet another year passed and again twins were born, but before the infant boys knew their mother, she died. So sorely did Lir grieve for his beautiful wife that he would have died of sorrow, but for the great love he bore his motherless children aerospace technology.

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March 21, 2016

I’ve arrived too late

I watch her grow smaller down the long hall, clutching her handbag, knowing I should turn and run. But before I do, I wonder at how frail and inconsequential my mother has become. She used to fill a room by just breathing and now there seems to be . . . less of her. She turns a corner and disappears behind the pale yellow walls. I watch a second longer before I rush back to the car.

A MINUTE and a Half LATER, I’m ringing Hilly’s bell. If these were regular times, I’d talk to Hilly about Mama. But I can’t distract her. It is the first moment that will tell me everything arctic tank. Hilly is an exceptional liar, except for the moment right before she speaks.

Hilly opens the door. Her mouth is tight and red. I look down at her hands. They are knotted together like ropes.

"Well, that was quick,” she says and I follow her inside. My heart is seizing inside my chest. I’m not sure I’m breathing at all.

"There it is, that ugly thing. I hope you don’t mind seo company, I had to check something in the minutes from the meeting.”

I stare at her, my best friend, trying to see just what she’s read in my things. But her smile is professional if not sparkling. The telling moments are gone.

"Can I get you something to sip on?”

"No, I’m fine.” Then I add, "Want to hit balls at the club later? It’s so gorgeous out.”

"William’s got a campaign meeting and then we’re going to see It’s a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World.”

I study her. Didn’t she ask me, just two hours ago, to double-date to this movie tomorrow night? Slowly, I move down to the end of the dining table, like she might pounce on me if I move too fast. She picks up a sterling fork from the sideboard, thrums her index finger along the tines.

"Yes, um, I heard Spencer Tracy’s supposed to be divine,” I say. Casually, I tick through the papers in my satchel. Aibileen and Minny’s notes are still tucked deep in the side pocket, the flap closed, the latch snapped. But Hilly’s bathroom initiative is in the open center section with the paper where I wrote Jim Crow or Hilly’s bathroom plan—what’s the difference? Besides this is the draft of the newsletter that Hilly has examined already. But the booklet—the laws—I tick through again—they are gone.

Hilly tilts her head, narrows her eyes at me. "You know, I was just thinking about how Stuart’s daddy stood right next to Ross Barnett when they fought that colored boy walking into Ole Miss. They’re awfully close, Senator Whitworth and Governor Barnett.”

I open my mouth to say something, anything, but then two-year-old William, Jr., totters in.

"There you are.” Hilly picks him up, nuzzles his neck. "You are perfect, my perfect boy!” she says. William looks at me and screams.

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February 25, 2016

to while away the monotony of the voyage

In the evenings, the sailors would make the slaves sing for them and dance the dances of their native lands.

Wututu was lucky that she had been put in with the children. The children-were packed in tightly and ignored; the women were not always so fortunate. On some slave ships the female slaves were raped repeatedly by the crew, simply as an unspoken perquisite of the voyage. This was not one of those ships, which is not to say that there were no rapes.

A hundred men, women, and children died on that voyage and were dropped over the side; and some of the captives who were dropped over the side had not yet died, but the green chill of the ocean cooled their final fever and they went down flailing, choking, lost.

Wututu and Agasu were traveling on a Dutch ship, but they did not know this, and it might as easily have been British, or Portuguese, or Spanish, or French.

The black crewmen on the ship, their skins even darker than Wututu's, told the captives where to go, what to do, when to dance. One morning Wututu caught one of the black guards staring at her. When she was eating, the man came over to her and stared down at her, without saying anything.

"Why do you do this?" she asked the man. "Why do you serve the white devils?"

He grinned at her as if her question was the funniest thing he had ever heard. Then he leaned over, so his lips were almost brushing her ears, so his hot breath on her ear made her suddenly feel sick. "If you were older," he told her, "I would make you scream with happiness from my penis. Perhaps I will do it tonight. I have seen how well you dance."

She looked at him with her nut-brown eyes and she said, unflinching, smiling even, "If you put it in me down there I will bite it off with my teeth down there. I am a witch girl, and I have very sharp teeth down there." She took pleasure in watching his expression change. He said nothing and walked away.

The words had come out of her mouth, but they had not been her words: she had not thought them or made them. No, she realized, those were the words of Elegba the trickster. Mawu had made the world and then, thanks to Elegba's trickery, had lost interest in it. It was Elegba of the clever ways and the iron-hard erection who had spoken through her, who had ridden her for a moment, and that night before she slept she gave thanks to Elegba.

Several of the captives refused to eat. They were whipped until they put food into their mouths and swallowed, although the whipping was severe enough that two men died of it. Still, no one else on the ship tried to starve themselves to freedom. A man and a woman tried to kill themselves by leaping over the side. The woman succeeded. The man was rescued and he was tied to the mast and lashed for the better part of a day, until his back ran with blood, and he was left there as the day became night. He was given no food to eat, and nothing to drink but his own piss. By the third day he was raving, and his head had swollen and grown soft, like an old melon. When he stopped raving they threw him over the side. Also, for five days following the escape attempt the captives were returned to their manacles and chains.

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February 03, 2016

How many were they

I walked away from the café. They were sitting at the table. I looked back at them and at the empty tables. There was a waiter sitting at one of the tables with his head in his hands.

Walking across the square to the hotel everything looked new and changed. I had never seen the trees before. I had never seen the flagpoles before, nor the front of the theatre. It was all different. I felt as I felt once coming home from an out-of-town football game. I was carrying a suitcase with my football things in it, and I walked up the street from the station in the town I had lived in all my life and it was all new. They were raking the lawns and burning leaves in the road, and I stopped for a long time and watched. It was all strange.

Then I went on, and my feet seemed to be a long way off, and everything seemed to come from a long way off, and I could hear my feet walking a great distance away. I had been kicked in the head early in the game. It was like that crossing the square. It was like that going up the stairs in the hotel. Going up the stairs took a long time, and I had the feeling that I was carrying my suitcase. There was a light in the room. Bill came out and met me in the hall.

I could not find the bathroom. After a while I found it. There was a deep stone tub. I turned on the taps and the water would not run. I sat down on the edge of the bath-tub. When I got up to go I found I had taken off my shoes. I hunted for them and found them and carried them down-stairs. I found my room and went inside and undressed and got into bed.

I woke with a headache and the noise of the bands going by in the street. I remembered I had promised to take Bill's friend Edna to see the bulls go through the street and into the ring. I dressed and went down-stairs and out into the cold early morning. People were crossing the square, hurrying toward the bull-ring. Across the square were the two lines of men in front of the ticket-booths. They were still waiting for the tickets to go on sale at seven o'clock. I hurried across the street to the café. The waiter told me that

"Two gentlemen and a lady."

That was all right. Bill and Mike were with Edna. She had been afraid last night they would pass out. That was why I was to be sure to take her. I drank the coffee and hurried with the other people toward the bull-ring. I was not groggy now. There was only a bad headache. Everything looked sharp and clear, and the town smelt of the early morning.

The stretch of ground from the edge of the town to the bull-ring was muddy. There was a crowd all along the fence that led to the ring, and the outside balconies and the top of the bull-ring were solid with people. I heard the rocket and I knew I could not get into the ring in time to see the bulls come in, so I shoved through the crowd to the fence. I was pushed close against the planks of the fence. Between the two fences of the runway the police were clearing the crowd along. They walked or trotted on into the bull-ring. Then people commenced to come running. A drunk slipped and fell.

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January 21, 2016

with the apparitions of the coquette


Through the dismal prison twilight, his new charge accompanied himby corridor and staircase, many doors clanging and locking behindthem, until they came into a large, low, vaulted chamber, crowded withprisoners of both sexes. The women were seated at a long table,reading and writing, knitting, sewing, and embroidering; the menwere for the most part standing behind their chairs, or lingering upand down the room.

In the instinctive association of prisoners with shameful crimeand disgrace, the new-comer recoiled from this company. But thecrowning unreality of his long unreal ride, was, their all at oncerising to receive him, with every refinement of manner known to thetime, and with all the engaging graces and courtesies of life.

So strangely clouded were these refinements by the prison mannersand gloom, so spectral did they become in the inappropriate squalorand misery through which they were seen, that Charles Darnay seemed tostand in a company of the dead. Ghosts all! The ghost of beauty, theghost of stateliness, the ghost of elegance, the ghost of pride, theghost of frivolity, the ghost of wit, the ghost of youth, the ghost ofage, all waiting their dismissal from the desolate shore, allturning on him eyes that were changed by the death they had died incoming there.

It struck him motionless. The gaoler standing at his side, and theother gaolers moving about, who would have been well enough as toappearance in the ordinary exercise of their functions, looked soextravagantly coarse contrasted with sorrowing mothers and bloomingdaughters who were there, theyoung beauty, and the mature woman delicately bred- that the inversionof all experience and likelihood which the scene of shadows presented,was heightened to its utmost. Surely, ghosts all. Surely, the longunreal ride some progress of disease that had brought him to thesegloomy shades!

"In the name of the assembled companions in misfortune," said agentleman of courtly appearance and address, coming forward, "I havethe honour of giving you welcome to La Force, and of condoling withyou on the calamity that has brought you among us. May it soonterminate happily! It would be an impertinence elsewhere, but it isnot so here, to ask your name and condition?"

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December 29, 2015

An ‘Uber for garbage’ picks up steam, and $11.7 million in Series A funding




Sometimes, it seems like every possible on-demand service that could be created has already come along — and, in some cases, gone away. But Recycle Track Systems (RTS), a two-year-old, New York-based waste and recycling management technology company, serves to remind that there remain plenty of opportunities for startups looking to turn our smartphones into lucrative businesses PPC.

Indeed, while companies have sprung up around everything from on-demand family care to shipping, the waste industry — valued at anywhere from $45 billion to $65 billion when accounting for collection services, treatment and disposal — has largely been left untouched by tech founders.

That’s changing. Already, one company, nine-year-old Rubicon Global in Atlanta, has raised more than $145 million from investors — including private equity king Henry Kravis — to steal away market share from incumbents like Waste Management and Republic Services. Now, RTS is aiming to do the same by making it simple for customers to schedule on-demand pick-ups through its phone app.

A high-tech garbage service may sound ridiculous to the uninitiated. But it’s no joke to customers like WeWork, Whole Foods and SoulCycle that have signed multi-year contracts in exchange for RTS’s flexible pricing options, along with notifications about when a truck has arrived and reports about exactly where their waste is being sent.

Investors are taking the company seriously, too. For starters, RTS is an asset-light business. Instead of purchasing its own trucks, RTS is partnering with a growing number of mid-size, independent haulers that it provides with feature-rich tablets to make their work more efficient — even when they aren’t being used in service to RTS Cloud Hosting Provider.

Another apparent part of RTS’s appeal is that it’s profitable, though that might change, now that the 17-person company has raised $11.7 million in Series A funding from the Boston-based growth equity firm Volition Capital — money it plans to use to hit the gas. (Notably, Volition was the first outside money into Chewy, a pet supplies company that sold to PetSmart earlier this year in the biggest e-commerce sale to date, ever.)

To learn more, we talked yesterday with RTS co-founder and CEO Gregory Lettieri about the company and the opportunity it’s chasing. Our chat has been edited for length.

TC: Your business is centered around taking the guesswork out of the garbage-collection process. How did you decide this was something you could turn into a business?

GL: I met my co-founder Adam [Pasquale] about 12 years ago. We lived in the same apartment complex in New Jersey. A couple of years ago, I was working as a SVP at Bank of America, building tech portals for traders. Adam is meanwhile four generations in waste recycling; his father and grandfather before him [operated their own sanitation company]. One day, we were on a couch, watching a soccer game, and we got to talking about this idea and I think within 30 days we’d created the company.

TC: Is the idea to sort of complement the waste management services that are out there, or to replace them? Is this a service that’s focused mostly on customers who care about sustainability?

GL: It matters a lot to high sustainability customers, who want to know that their efforts to separate out food waste isn’t [a squandered effort]. They can now see that an organic truck picked up their material and took it to a waste energy facility or to a farm, and we can provide real numbers, not estimates.

We could work alongside [traditional waste vendors]. But there’s no reason to do that. We can compete head-to-head with them and beat them. In this business, you want to own the entire waste stream. That’s when you can affect change. You can train customers: here’s how you divert more, here’s how you get more out of the landfill . . .

TC: Say I’m using a waste service that’s basically fine. Beyond the tracking piece of your technology, why do I stop using my service and start using yours? How does the on-demand piece work?

GL: You want to get rid of something, extra material, anything that doesn’t fit in a garbage bag. WeWork has broken chairs sometimes, broken desks. Throughout its portfolio, especially when it’s remodeling a space, it has materials to get rid of. We pick them up.

TC: How do you charge? One fee for an unlimited number of on-demand pick-ups per month?

GL: We establish yearly contracts, charging so much per month for an office space after we do an audit on the business and establish that it generates, say, 50 bags of garbage in a set amount of time. Everything above that then is extra.

TC: Whose trucks are you using?

GL: Trucks that we don’t own. There are 18,000 mid-tier independent hauling companies in the U.S., and what [we’re telling them is that] we have the technology; we can get these clients. We’re using tech to fill out these routes that already exist. These trucks are traveling seven days a week anyway, but we’re providing them access to business that they didn’t have before. We’re bringing together these independent operators to create our own virtual fleet.

TC: You’re in New York, where Waste Management doesn’t operate anymore because it was too expensive.

GL: They pulled out five-plus years ago because it wasn’t profitable for them. New York is very competitive. There are 120 licensed [waste management] companies. But it’s a great breeding ground for us. We work with 10 operators in New York, and we might add another one to two operators, but that’s sufficient enough to have operators to service the entire city SDTL Energy Cube.

TC: Where else are you operating?

GL: Philadelphia and Washington, D.C. We’re also in other markets, including Boston and San Francisco, but we haven’t employed our full approach there.

TC: What does your business look like in those other markets?

GL: San Francisco is a single territory market, for example, so we operate there as a consultant for our East Coast-based clients that have sites in California, like WeWork.

TC: You’re basically overseeing a marketplace. Can you share any metrics with us that highlight your growth to date?

GL: We’d rather not get into our numbers publicly. But we do have two [groups to please]. One is the "generator” as we say in this industry — it’s the customer that’s producing waste, like Whole Foods. Our other customer is the companies that own the garbage trucks.

You need customers, because the more customers you have, the more hauler relationships you have; it’s additional revenue for them. And the more haulers you have, the more access you have to cities and markets.

In some markets, we approach haulers first, then we’re putting salespeople there. In other markets, we have more salespeople and we need more hauler relationships.

TC: There’s also another market you might try tackling eventually. Can you elaborate?

GL: Because we’re able to separate out and track what’s on these trucks, we can turn that material into additional revenue. There’s a $90 billion secondary market for commodities like plastic and cardboard that are taken in big quantities and then sold to [specific] markets in the U.S. and Asia.

For example, right now, some of our customers will have us pick up broken light fixtures or construction materials. Sometimes, they’ll ask us to pick up and handle their electronics recycling. We have relationships with local facilities that will break up the circuit boards and tubes and separate them into different containers and send them out to the appropriate buyers. It’s not a huge part of our business today but it will be as we grow over time.

People are interested in smart cities and smart trucks, and controlling the flow of material and waste is only becoming more important.








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December 11, 2015

there was life everywhere

But I affirm that you are: so much depressed that a few more words would bring tears to your eyes -- indeed, they are there now, shining and swimming; and a bead has slipped from the lash and fallen on to the flag. If I had time, and was not in mortal dread of some prating prig of a servant passing, I would know what all this means. Well, to-night I excuse you; but understand that so long as my visitors stay, I expect you to appear in the drawing-room every evening; it is my wish; don't neglect it. Now go, and send Sophie for Adele. Good-night, my -- He stopped, bit his lip, and abruptly left me Quality hotels in Hong Kong.

Merry days were these at Thornfield Hall; and busy days too: how different from the first three months of stillness, monotony, and solitude I had passed beneath its roof! All sad feelings seemed now driven from the house, all gloomy associations forgotten: movement all day long. You could not now traverse the gallery, once so hushed, nor enter the front chambers, once so tenantless, without encountering a smart lady's-maid or a dandy valet reenex cps.

The kitchen, the butler's pantry, the servants' hall, the entrance hall, were equally alive; and the saloons were only left void and still when the blue sky and halcyon sunshine of the genial spring weather called their occupants out into the grounds. Even when that weather was broken, and continuous rain set in for some days, no damp seemed cast over enjoyment: indoor amusements only became more lively and varied, in consequence of the stop put to outdoor gaiety.

I wondered what they were going to do the first evening a change of entertainment was proposed: they spoke of playing charades, but in my ignorance I did not understand the term. The servants were called in, the dining-room tables wheeled away, the lights otherwise disposed, the chairs placed in a semicircle opposite the arch. While Mr. Rochester and the other gentlemen directed these alterations, the ladies were running up and down stairs ringing for their maids. Mrs. Fairfax was summoned to give information respecting the resources of the house in shawls, dresses, draperies of any kind; and certain wardrobes of the third storey were ransacked, and their contents, in the shape of brocaded and hooped petticoats, satin sacques, black modes, lace lappets, &c., were brought down in armfuls by the abigails; then a selection was made, and such things as were chosen were carried to the boudoir within the drawing-room business travel to Hong Kong.

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December 03, 2015

he would stand by him


The two new friends established themselves in the house during his absence; when I heard Hareton sternly check his cousin, on her offering a revelation of her father-in-law's conduct to his father. He said he wouldn't suffer a word to be uttered to him, in his disparagement: if he were the devil, it didn't signify:  he'd rather she would abuse himself, as she used to, than begin on Mr Heathcliff.

Catherine was waxing cross at this; but he found means to make her hold her tongue, by asking how she would like him to speak ill of her father? and then she comprehended that Earnshaw took the master's reputation home to himself; and was attached by ties stronger than reason could break--chains, forged by habit, which it would be cruel to attempt to loosen. She showed a good heart, thenceforth, in avoiding both complaints and expressions of antipathy concerning Heathcliff; and confessed to me her sorrow that she had endeavoured to raise a bad spirit between him and Hareton: indeed, I don't believe she has ever breathed a syllable, in the latter's hearing, against her oppressor since.

`When this slight disagreement was over, they were thick again, and as busy as possible in their several occupations of pupil and teacher. I came in to sit with them, after I had done my work; and I felt so soothed and comforted to watch them, that I did not notice how time got on. You know, they both appeared in a measure my children: I had long been proud of one; and now, I was sure, the other would be a source of equal satisfaction.

His honest, warm, and intelligent nature shook off rapidly the clouds of ignorance and degradation in which it had been bred; and Catherine's sincere commendations acted as a spur to his industry. His brightening mind brightened his features, and added spirit and nobility to their aspect: I could hardly fancy it the same individual I had beheld on the day I discovered my little lady at `Wuthering Heights, after her expedition to the Crags. `While I admired and they laboured, dusk grew on, and with it returned the master. He came upon us quite unexpectedly, entering by the front way, and had a full view of the whole three, ere we could raise our heads to glance at him. Well, I reflected, there was never a pleasanter, or more harmless sight; and it will be a burning shame to scold them. The red firelight glowed on their two bonny heads, and revealed their faces animated with the eager interest of children; for,--though he was twenty-three and she eighteen, each had so much of novelty to feel and learn, that neither experienced nor evinced the sentiments of sober disenchanted maturity.

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November 24, 2015

with a confidence which

E, meanwhile, whatever he might feel, acted with all the firmness of acollected mind, made every necessary arrangement with the utmostdespatch, and calculated with exactness the time in which she mightlook for his return. Not a moment was lost in delay of any kind. Thehorses arrived, even before they were expected, and Colonel Brandononly pressing her hand with a look of solemnity, and a few words spokentoo low to reach her ear, hurried into the carriage Dream beauty pro hard sell.

It was then abouttwelve o'clock, and she returned to her sister's apartment to wait forthe arrival of the apothecary, and to watch by her the rest of thenight. It was a night of almost equal suffering to both. Hour afterhour passed away in sleepless pain and delirium on Marianne's side, andin the most cruel anxiety on Elinor's, before Mr. Harris appeared. Herapprehensions once raised, paid by their excess for all her formersecurity; and the servant who sat up with her, for she would not allowMrs. Jennings to be called, only tortured her more, by hints of whather mistress had always thought.

Marianne's ideas were still, at intervals, fixed incoherently on hermother, and whenever she mentioned her name, it gave a pang to theheart of poor Elinor, who, reproaching herself for having trifled withso many days of illness, and wretched for some immediate relief,fancied that all relief might soon be in vain, that every thing hadbeen delayed too long, and pictured to herself her suffering motherarriving too late to see this darling child, or to see her rational dermes.

She was on the point of sending again for Mr. Harris, or if HE couldnot come, for some other advice, when the former--but not till afterfive o'clock--arrived. His opinion, however, made some little amendsfor his delay, for though acknowledging a very unexpected andunpleasant alteration in his patient, he would not allow the danger tobe material, and talked of the relief which a fresh mode of treatmentmust procure, in a lesser degree, was communicated to Elinor. He promised to call again in the course ofthree or four hours, and left both the patient and her anxiousattendant more composed than he had found them nuskin hk.

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November 17, 2015

after a silence of some minutes

She had nothing to say one day that she had not said the day before. Her insipidity was invariable, for even her spirits were always the same; and though she did not oppose the parties arranged by her husband, provided every thing were conducted in style and her two eldest children attended her, she never appeared to receive more enjoyment from them than she might have experienced in sitting at home;--and so little did her presence add to the pleasure of the others, by any share in their conversation, that they were sometimes only reminded of her being amongst them by her solicitude about her troublesome boys.

In Colonel Brandon alone, of all her new acquaintance, did Elinor find a person who could in any degree claim the respect of abilities, excite the interest of friendship, or give pleasure as a companion. Willoughby was out of the question. Her admiration and regard, even her sisterly regard, was all his own; but he was a lover; his attentions were wholly Marianne's, and a far less agreeable man might have been more generally pleasing. Colonel Brandon, unfortunately for himself, had no such encouragement to think only of Marianne, and in conversing with Elinor he found the greatest consolation for the indifference of her sister.

Elinor's compassion for him increased, as she had reason to suspect that the misery of disappointed love had already been known to him. This suspicion was given by some words which accidently dropped from him one evening at the park, when they were sitting down together by mutual consent, while the others were dancing. His eyes were fixed on Marianne, and,  he said, with a faint smile, "Your sister, I understand, does not approve of second attachments."

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November 05, 2015

making sure your hard work


The way I see it, there are three areas where we need to focus. One: making America a magnet for good jobs. Two: making sure our workers have the education and skills they need to do those jobs.

I’ve also been visiting cities across the country that are doing some interesting and creative things along these lines Motor Insurance.

On Friday, I stopped by a factory in Baltimore that’s creating good jobs here at home by exporting digging equipment abroad.

I read with young kids in a pre-K program, where kids are getting a head start learning the skills they’ll need to succeed in life LED Candle Bulb.

And I stopped by a program that’s helping folks in tough circumstances – especially low-income dads – get the training and guidance they need to find work and support their families.

That’s why I like getting out of the Washington echo chamber whenever I can – because too often, our politics aren’t focused on the same things you are. Working hard. Supporting your family and your community. Making sure your kids have every chance in life.

More than anything, the American people make me optimistic about where we’re headed as a nation. Especially after all we’ve been through the past several years. And that should encourage us to work even harder on the issues that matter to you Indian restaurant in Hong Kong.

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October 30, 2015

there is the possibility of a diplomatic solution

when I addressed the nation on Syria, I said that – in part because of the credible threat of U.S. military force . Russia has indicated a new willingness to join with the international community in pushing Syria to give up its chemical weapons, which the Assad regime used in an attack that killed more than 1,000 people on August 21. I also asked Congress to postpone a vote on the use of military force while we pursue this Serviced apartment Sheung Wan diplomatic path. And that’s what we’re doing.

At my direction, Secretary of State Kerry is in discussions with his Russian counterpart. But we’re making it clear that this can’t be a stalling tactic. Any agreement needs to verify that the Assad regime and Russia are keeping their commitments: that means working to turn Syria’s chemical weapons over to international control and ultimately destroying them. This would allow us to achieve our goal – deterring the Syrian regime from using chemical weapons, degrading their ability to use them, and eleaf melo 2 making it clear to the world that we won’t tolerate their use.

We’ve seen indications of progress. As recently as a week ago, the Assad regime would not admit that it possessed chemical weapons. Today, it does. Syria has signaled a willingness to join with 189 other nations, representing 98 percent of humanity, in abiding by an international agreement that prohibits the use of chemical weapons. And Russia has staked its own credibility on supporting this outcome.

These are all positive developments. We’ll keep working with the international community to see that Assad gives up his chemical weapons so that they can be destroyed. We will continue rallying support from allies around the world who agree on the need for action to deter the use of chemical weapons in Syria. And if current discussions produce a serious plan, I’m prepared to move forward with it.

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September 29, 2015

Here’s another example.

Today, we’re the only advanced country on Earth that doesn’t guarantee paid sick leave or paid maternity leave to our workers. Forty-three million diamond coral workers have no paid sick leave. Forty-three million. Think about that. And that forces too many parents to make the gut-wrenching choice between a paycheck and a sick kid at home. So I’ll be taking new action to help states adopt paid leave laws of their own.

And since paid sick Disney jobs leave won where it was on the ballot last November, let’s put it to a vote right here in Washington. Send me a bill that gives every worker in America the opportunity to earn seven days of paid sick leave. It’s the right thing to do.

Of course, nothing helps families make ends meet like higher wages. That’s why this Congress still needs to pass a law that makes sure a woman is paid the same as a man for doing the same work. Really. It’s 2015. It’s time. We still need to make sure employees get the overtime they’ve earned. And to everyone in this Congress who still refuses to raise the minimum wage, I say this: If you truly believe you could work full-time and support a family on less than $15,000 a year, go try it. If not, vote to give millions of the hardest-working Travel guide people in America a raise.

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September 02, 2015

This love, do not give up


I know that once I'm bastard, do not cherish, do a lot of damage to your business, your own Mask House hands a love life and destroy it.

After losing Dream beauty pro, I know in the end how much I love you. During that time, I regretted it, too decadent for a long time, even to this sink. Later, I figured: I'm still young, since had no treasure to cherish it with later years. Although I can not do what you love, but I can love you again another way Mask House Dream beauty pro, to take care of you. So, I chose to do your male confidant, a new identity, a new attitude, reappear in your world.

Because once I did not cherish, so I'm extra careful this time Dream beauty pro, lest you leave again. Though you treat me badly, but I do not care, because this is what I deserve. Now, I do not insist, nor does it require me how good you are, as long as I can stay with you, for you to share the worries and sadness, I contented, very happy. Qianer, even if you can Mask House only do one male confidant, but please allow me to always love you.

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Tanabata is impetuous social whitewash


Tanabata had finished, my circle Load Balancing of friends at the corpuscles a lot, I remember as a child, in this day, the village girls with long hair must go to the river to wash your hair with sesame flower, he said to this day so washed hair, year It will be black and bright.

At night the whole technology transfer family would go to cool down the street, around the big people around, listen to them, pointing to the stars, told us the story of Cowherd and Weaver Girl Magpie Bridge, tell us which is the Milky Way, which is the Vega ...... And that is that their burdens, a basket of a child Altair ...... later, grown up, no longer taken seriously then the stars, never heard so nice stories ......

Then there was a fan, with air conditioning, people are nest in the house cool ...... chat, read on ...... our kids are busy playing online games, you ask him where the Big Dipper, I am afraid he did not know ...... I want to give my children a story stars, seems to have no chance ...... Tanabata Festival, this is a reunion Cowherd, should be experiencing marital hardships also betray it ......

However, in today, especially  on the Internet, it was changed the taste fucks, the reason to use the word fucks, because I am disgusted that people now from the heart, so to not respect this traditional festival ...... There are a lot of people as the Tanabata Valentine's Day, just who you are, Happy Valentine's Day blessing, even worse, actually say happy send plot ...... really speechless, a traditional festival, has been parodied fucks its systematic rape the true meaning of the festival, can we say ......


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