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I know whom Negan killed in the season finale of The Walking Dead (TWD). At least I have a good theory of whom he killed. Of course the episode ended with a cliffhanger, sadistically leaving fans to ponder this question for the next six months or so. No one but those behind the scenes actually know who was killed, but if we look closely at the clues in the final scene, we get a good idea. In fact, having an understanding of how film and television is made will give us an almost undeniable answer to the question, “Whom did Negan kill?” Forget the comic. We already know the show is not following the story as presented in the comic. So how do we know for sure? Read the rest of this entry
and rotting quickly,
each wrinkle on
her silvery black face
tells tales of years
stacked upon years,
tears piled on tears
joy and pain
toil and bitter rain Read the rest of this entry
what can I say about paris
that hasn’t already been said?
on this day of mourning
more than 120 killed
should I call for a collective prayer?
that’s been done millions of times
on your facebooks and your twitters
and your instagrams.
I could post the french flag
over my profile picture.
but that too has been done. Read the rest of this entry
Love is not a war film
like Apocalypse Now where the hero
goes through the depths of hell and
returns drenched in blood from murder;
he’s psychologically ruined. Read the rest of this entry
‘My Verse’ by Prof. Wilson Santos: Giving a Voice to the Voiceless
Agron Belica Salem-News.com
(ORLANDO) – Jamal Belica of Aldin Entertainment Music Group has brought a very moving video to the attention of the Salem News. While working on his own projects to spread the word for a better world he came across “My Verse” by Prof. Wilson Santos of Full Sail University that speaks of the pathos of the deprived, especially the children. Though it is hard-hitting and graphic and not for the squeamish, he found it so motivational that he knew he had to share it with others and he had me take a look at it.
I, too, found it moving and at times gut wrenching. Both the words and the images shake our complacency, revealing a side of the human condition that we would rather not be privy to. But it is there; poverty, homelessness, the chaos of war and oppression are there, lurking behind the façade of so-called civilized society. Most painful of all are the scenes of suffering and exploited innocent children. It makes one question the social priorities of our leaders.
Read the full article here > http://www.salem-news.com/articles/april042014/santos-film-ls.php
Sometimes I wish I were a deadbeat dad. I’d be accountable only for me and my wants and needs. Sometimes I wish I were more selfish and kept my money in a savings account or just spent it on things I want, like trendy clothes and sneakers or after-work happy hours or expensive dinners or bottles at all night parties on weekends. I would sleep late on Sundays and never get up to cook breakfast, cause I don’t like bacon and eggs anyway. I wish I didn’t have to rush home after work to mundane, routine, often frustrated evenings, checking homework and disciplining a third grader who’s constantly in trouble at school. I would pay child support only when I wanted to or could, cause that wouldn’t be my priority. I wish I didn’t have that extra expense for health coverage. Instead, I would use that money to travel the way I used to. I wish I’d have some sense of spontaneity, so when a friend calls me to hang out, I could say “I’ll be right over” and simple gatherings or even dating wouldn’t become long-planned affairs at the mercy of a baby sitter’s availability. Sometimes I wish I wouldn’t have a little body dependent on me for his very survival. Life would be much easier.
Wouldn’t it be amazing if Anoushka Shankar could perform a rendition of God Bless America at an MLB all-star game, her Sitar in hand, strumming a world beat, with a drummer at her side, adding color to our song? What about Femi Kuti, there at center field of the Yankee Stadium with his African rhythms? Why can’t Los Juanes love America too, or a Mariachi band? Celia Cruz would’ve been great, with Tito Puente on timbales. Why not Juan Luis Guerra? That might actually be ideal since large portions of MLB players are Dominican anyway. It might make them feel more at home. Ironically, the same people bemoaning that “Mexican” Marc Anthony singing the anthem are cheering for our darker Dominican brothers like David Ortiz and Melkys Read the rest of this entry
This is the first in an upcoming series of instructional videos for writing composition. This brief video presentation shows you the basic elements of an academic essay structure, including the introduction, body paragraphs and the conclusion. This instructional video was created for an English Composition course at Full Sail University. If you’re a new student entering any college or university for the first time, or returning to school after a long absence, this video should help you adopt a proper organizational essay structure.
you are, who sees beauty in a leper’s face
when no one else will even glance
you who in moments of shame, still smile
because “life ain’t that serious,” you say
who at night sits in silence to hear the moon’s whisper,
because inspiration is born in those words Read the rest of this entry