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OWEN PARK is a residential neighborhood and historic district in Tulsa, Oklahoma. Its borders are Edison Avenue on the north, the municipal Owen Park on the east, the Keystone Expressway (Hwy 412) on the south, and Zenith Avenue on the west. Opened on June 8, 1910, it was Tulsa's first municipal park.[1] The district covers , while Owen Park itself covers on the east side of the District.[2]

History

The history of the Owen Park neighborhood can be traced back to early territorial days. In 1825, preparing for the arrival of the Five Civilized Tribes in the Indian Territory, the U.S. Government made a treaty with the Osage Indians. The Osage conceded lands for the use of the Cherokee and Creek Tribes. Though the Osage were to vacate their land in Oklahoma, they were still present in 1832 when U.S. Rangers arrived with civilian observers. Among them was Washington Irving, perhaps the best known American author of the time. On October 14, the party was traveling to their camp destination at the convergence of the Cimarron and Arkansas Rivers. Pausing briefly at a lookout point, Irving enjoyed the panorama from the hilltop in the Owen Park neighborhood. The descriptions of the view can be found in his book, _Tour of the Prairies_. A monument to this event stands at the corner of Easton Boulevard and Vancouver Avenue.

By 1834, the Osage Tribe had been convinced to move to a reservation in Kansas. Following this period, it has been suggested that Owen Park was the location of a Creek settlement called Big Springs Town. After the Civil War, the Osage were relocated back to the land which is now Osage County. The point where the Osage, Cherokee and Creek Nations joined is commemorated by a monument in Owen Park.

Oldest house in Tulsa

A Methodist missionary minister, Rev. Sylvester Morris, built a house in the early 1880s that now stands in Tulsa's Owen Park. Originally, it stood on what became North Cheyenne St. Morris served from 1836 until 1907, according to a sign in front of the house. This is the oldest surviving house in Tulsa.[3]

Nitroglycerine explosion

Sometime before 1904, a large wooden warehouse-type building was erected on part of Owen's land now occupied by Owen Park. Western Torpedo Company, an early day oil well services company that used nitroglycerine for shooting oil wells stored its entire inventory of the chemical in this warehouse. On the afternoon of January 23, 1904, an employee named McDonald reportedly went to the warehouse, which erupted in a violent explosion moments later, creating a large crater and leaving no trace of McDonald. The crater was partially filled to create the first Owen Park Lake when it filled with rainwater. It was further reduced in size and renamed Owen Park Pond. [4] In the 1930s, the Works Progress Administration built a topless, hollowed out grotto for the pond that deteriorated over time. In 1985, the grotto was rebuilt, but the original WPA style was preserved.[5]

For several years, Tulsans made their way to Owen's now-vacant land to attend city-wide events. The first reported event was for Labor Day in 1906. July 4th became a regular event, since it could accommodate band concerts, picnics and fireworks to entertain the crowds.[6]

Chauncey Owen

No account of the historical significance of Owen Park would be complete without homage being paid to the man for which it is named. Chauncey A. Owen (1847 - 1930), a Pennsylvania entrepreneur and Civil War veteran, conducted a freighting business in Kansas before coming to Indian Territory and marrying Jane Wolfe, a Creek woman.[7] During the 1870s, Owen established himself as a leading rancher and farmer in the Broken Arrow area. Using imported white labor, he planted peach trees, cultivated large areas of fertile land, owned herds of cattle and harvested walnut timber on the Verdigris. He built a ranch home known throughout the region as the “Big House.”

In 1882, the railroad was on the way from Vinita across the Verdigris to the Arkansas River. Owen followed the railroad grading work, hauling a large tent. He used the tent as a boarding establishment. With beef and produce from his farm, he supplied hundreds of rail workers, including James Monroe Hall and his brother, Harry C. Hall. James was in charge of the railroad contracting company and Harry was one of the contracting suppliers. Although the Hall brothers are considered to be the founders of modern Tulsa, Chauncey Owen was already in the boardinghouse business at the nearby riverbank. After pitching the company store tent near the future terminal site on that summer evening in 1882, the Halls made their way to Owen's tent to sample his wife's home cooking.

Owen immediately moved his tent boardinghouse near the new terminal location, and soon after began to build the first hotel in Tulsa. The six-room wood frame building was also Tulsa's first two-story building. Appropriately named the Tulsa Hotel, it began business in the winter of 1882. The hotel was managed by Mrs. Owen (aka “Aunt Jane”) and until 1890, when it was leased and renamed the St. Elmo.[8]

In 1892, Owen leased of his wife's Creek land to J. P. Goumaz, who built a home at Brady Street and Santa Fe Avenue. Around 1895, the Goumaz family planted 7,000 peach trees, an apple orchard, strawberry fields, and established a large concord grape vineyard from the top of the hill east to Quanah Avenue. Some remnants of the vineyard are still evident on alley fences.

Creation of Owen Park

Chauncey Owen's wife, Jane, died in 1902. Her heirs received an allotment of from the Creek Nation, which encompassed the present Owen Park and neighborhood. In the early twentieth century, the lands of Owen Park were often used for public events, even before the park received official designation. Fourth of July celebrations took place there, with firework displays entertaining crowds who sometimes numbered in the thousands.

Following the discovery of oil in the summer of 1901 at Red Fork, Tulsa began to rapidly grow and prosper. Owen wanted to divide and sell his land, but at over an acre, there was scant public interest. Perhaps he believed he could capitalize on the growing recreational movement in the country. He offered more than of park land to the city. In March 1909, the city held its first Park Commission meeting and, by August 18, 1909, decided to purchase the land from Chauncey and Mary Owen for $13,500.[9] The decision met with criticism due to the land's price and distance from downtown. In those days, many considered it to be too far out in the country. Most were placated, though, when it was announced that a streetcar line would be run to the park, running west on Archer and turning north on Rosedale to Easton Boulevard. Owen Park officially opened on June 8, 1910.[10]

Also in 1910, the city sold of the park land to the nearby Tulsa Vitrified Brick Company, located at the southeast edge of the park. Owen attempted to prohibit the sale. He contended that the brick company would “excavate large quantities of earth which will make a dangerous hole for the accumulation of water and the production of sickness...” and would be a “detriment to the health and comfort of the citizens.” He lost an appeal to the State Supreme Court, who held that the deed did not specify that the land would be used for park purposes only. Owen's concern proved to be prophetic when a young lad drowned in the abandoned brick pit in 1954. The city soon moved to repurchase and fill the pit. The reclaimed property was again added to the park.

In 1913, the ravine in Owen Park was dammed to create a small lake which was used as a city swimming pool, although “swimmin hole” was probably a more appropriate name. In spite of annual efforts each spring to line the pond with sand hauled by wagons from Sand Springs, it was never long before rains and usage negated those attempts. The muddy bottom, however, did not detract from its popularity. The major problem occurred when bathers, jumping from the twelve-foot tower, sometimes missed the diving hole. Lifeguards would then be called upon to rescue victims stuck in the mud. During the winter, the lake served as a skating rink. Its use as a swimming pool continued through the 1920s. Today, bathing and skating are prohibited, but fishing is a popular pastime and the lake is home to a thriving population of ducks and geese.

By 1915, the neighborhood was growing rapidly. The boulevard had been paved and the Irving monument was dedicated on April 30. An advertisement in the Tulsa World on July 4 announced that, “Lots are going fast in Tulsa’s most beautiful residence suburb—Irving Place and Park Hill.” The oil boom that had made many wealthy also provided abundant jobs for a burgeoning middle class. New homes were in high demand and residential construction progressed rapidly. By the end of the 1920s, the lots were filled with homes ranging from craftsman bungalows to estate mansions. Schools had been built in the neighborhood. In 1918, Pershing Elementary was built on the hilltop and, in 1926, Theodore Roosevelt Junior High was built on of land adjoining the park on the south.[11]

General description

OPHD is primarily residential. There are a few commercial buildings, one historic church, an elementary school and a previous junior high school, now converted into a high-school. (Tulsa School of Arts and Sciences). The houses were mostly wood frame with weather board siding. Some houses had shingles, stucco, brick veneer and stone veneer. Nearly all originally had wood shingle roofs, though a few had tile roofs. The shingle roofs have been replaced with asphalt composition roofs. About 70 percent of the houses were built in Bungalow Craftsman style. About 6 percent of the houses are Colonial Revival style, which was the second most popular style. Other styles include Tudor Revival (2 percent), Mission/Spanish Colonial Revival, Italian Renaissance, Modern Movement/Minimal Traditional, National Folk, and Commercial Style. A significant number (about 7 percent) are primarily garage apartments, categorized as “No Style.”[12]

NRHP listing

Owen Park Historic District was added to the National Register of Historic Places on September 9, 1999.[13]

Notes

[1] City of Tulsa. “Tulsa Parks History.”

[2] NRHP Documentation .

[3] “Oldest Surviving House in Tulsa, Oklahoma.” Accessed February 21, 2011.1

[4] “Tulsa Parks History.” City of Tulsa. Undated. Accessed January 5, 2019.

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title: Owen Park, Tulsa

question: What does the article say about named historical figures?

answer: Washington Irving was one of the U.S. Rangers who arrived in the area. He described his view from the hilltop in Owen Park in his book Tour of the Prairies. Rev. Sylvester Morris, a Methodist missionary minister, built what is now the oldest surviving house in Tulsa in the early 1880s. An employee named McDonald was killed in a vielnt explosion in a Western Torpedo Company warehouse in 1904. Owen Park is named after Chauncey A. Owen, a Pennsylvania entrepreneur and Civil War veteran who married Jane Wolfe, a Creek woman. He established himself as a leading rancher and farmer in the Broken Arrow area and built a ranch home known as the Big House. He supplied hundreds of rail workers including James Monroe Hall and his brother Henry C. Hall. In 1892, he leased his wife's Creek land to J. P. Goumaz.

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_BELIEVE ME: THE ABDUCTION OF LISA MCVEY_ is a 2018 Canadian-American crime drama television film, which premiered on Lifetime in the United States, and on Showcase in Canada.[1] The film stars Katie Douglas, Rossif Sutherland, and David James Elliott. It was directed by Jim Donovan. The film recounts the true story of Lisa McVey who was abducted and raped for 26 hours by serial killer Bobby Joe Long in 1984. This was after Bobby Joe Long began his murder rampage, killing at least 10 women in the Tampa Bay area. Lisa McVey was the only victim to survive Bobby Joe Long after he began murdering women. [2]

In addition to its television broadcast, the film also received a special theatrical screening in Tampa, at the very same theater which Bobby Joe Long was arrested at in 1984. The screening of this movie was attended by the real Lisa McVey Noland.[3]

Plot

On her way home from her part-time job, Lisa McVey (Katie Douglas) was abducted by Bobby Joe Long (Rossif Sutherland). Although she successfully escaped thanks to a reverse psychology trick, her reports to her family of what had happened were initially disbelieved until she found a police officer (David James Elliott) who was investigating similar crimes.

Cast

-   Katie Douglas as Lisa McVey
    -   Deanna Interbartolo as Young Lisa McVey
-   Rossif Sutherland as Bobby Joe Long
-   David James Elliott as Detective Larry Pinkerton
-   Megan Fahlenblock as Betty
-   Catherine Tait as Aunt Carol
-   Lisa McVey Noland as herself

Awards

The film won the Canadian Screen Award for Best TV Movie and Best Writing in a Television Film (Christina Welsh), at the 8th Canadian Screen Awards in 2020. It was also nominated for Best Lead Performance in a Television Film or Miniseries (Douglas), Best Supporting Actor in a Drama Series or Program (Sutherland), Best Direction in a Television Film (Donovan), and Best Photography in a Drama Program or Series (Sasha Moric).[4]

Douglas received an ACTRA Award nomination for Outstanding Performance by an Actress from ACTRA's Toronto chapter in 2019.[5] The film received three Directors Guild of Canada award nominations, for Best Production Design in a Television Film (Helen Kotsonis), Best Editing in a Television Film (Lisa Grootenboer) and Best Sound Editing in a Television Film (Brian Eimer, Michael Bonini).[6]

[1] Lloyd Sowers, “'Believe Me': Hillsborough deputy's survival story now a Lifetime movie”. WTVT, September 27, 2018.

[2] Kelly Schremph, “Is 'Believe Me' Based On A True Story? The Lifetime Movie Follows Lisa McVey's Harrowing Tale Of Survival”. _Bustle_, September 30, 2018.

[3] “Movie based on survivor of Tampa serial killer premieres”. WTVT, October 2, 2018.

[4] Heather Cichowski, “2020 Canadian Screen Awards: 'Schitt's Creek' dominates with 26 nominations”. _Hello! Canada_, February 18, 2020.

[5] Kelly Townsend, “Tantoo Cardinal among ACTRA Toronto 2019 nominees”. _Playback_, January 16, 2019.

[6] Connie Thiessen, “Jasmin Mozaffari’s Firecrackers leads DGC Award nominations”. _Broadcast Dialogue_, September 12, 2019.

title: Believe Me: The Abduction of Lisa McVey

question: What does the text say about what goes on in the mind of a serial killer?

question: What does the text say about the actual events that television film is based on?

answer: The film recounts the true story of Lisa McVey who was abducted and raped for 26 hours by serial killer Bobby Joe Long in 1984. She was taken after Long began his murderous rampage, killing at least 10 women in the Tampa Bay area. McVey was the only victim to survive after Long began killing women. McVey was on her way home from her part-time job when she was abducted by Long. She was able to escape by using a reverse-psychology trick. Her family didn't believe her at first, and only did when she found a police officer who was investigating similar crimes.

question: What does the text say about Believe Me: The Abduction of Lisa McVey?

answer: Believe Me: The Abduction of Lisa McVey is a 2018 Canadian-American crime drama television film that premiered on Lifetime in the United States, and on Showcase in Canada. The film stars Katie Douglas, Rossif Sutherland, and David James Elliott. It was directed by Jim Donovan. The film recounts the true story of Lisa McVey (played by Douglas) who was abducted and raped for 26 hours by serial killer Bobby Joe Long (played by Sutherland) in 1984. Aside from its television broadcast, the film also received a special theatrical screening in Tampa, at the very same theater where Long was arrested in 1984. The real Lisa McVey attended the film's screening.

question: What does the text say about the awards the movie and actors won or were nominated for?

answer: The film won the Canadian Screen Award for Best TV Movie and Best Writing in a Television Film (Christina Welsh) at the 8th Canadian Screen Awards in 2020. It was also nominated for Best Lead Performance in a Television Film or Miniseries (Douglas), Best Supporting Actor in a Drama or Program (Sutherland), Best Direction in a Television Film (Donovan), and Best Photography in a Drama Program or Series (Sasha Moric). Douglas was nominated for an ACTRA Award for Outstanding Performance by an Actress from ACTRA's Toronto chapter in 2019. The film received three Director's Guild of Canada award nominations for Best Production Design in a Television Film (Helen Kotsonis), Best Editing in a Television Film (Lisa Grootenboer), and Best Sound Editing in a Television Film (Brian Eimer, Michael Bonini).


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is a action-maze video game originally developed and published by Hudson Soft for the TurboGrafx-16 in Japan on 7 December, 1990 and later in North America by NEC in 1991. Belonging to the _Bomberman_ franchise, it is a greatly expanded re-imagining of the first game in the series starring White Bomberman on a quest to rescue Lisa, the kidnapped daughter of his inventor Dr. Mitsumori, from the castle of Black Bomberman while defeating evil monsters and villains that work for him. Initially released for the TurboGrafx-16, the game was later ported to home computers, each one featuring changes compared to the original version. Conversions for other platforms were in development but never released. The title garnered positive reception from critics since its initial release on TurboGrafx-16 and later on home computers.

Gameplay

Single-player

The single player game is divided into eight worlds, each one divided into eight stages.[1][2] Each stage is presented as a maze of blocks filled with enemies. By using bombs, the player must destroy the blocks blocking their path and defeat all of the enemies. Once all of the enemies are defeated and the hidden exit is uncovered, the player can proceed to the next stage. Each stage also includes one power-up hidden under one of the blocks, which can increase the number of bombs drops, increase the range of the bombs' explosions, and other useful powers. The eighth stage in each world is a boss battle.

Multiplayer

The game also includes a multi-player mode which allows up to five players to compete against one another (requires the use of a TurboGrafx-16 Multitap). This mode plays identically to the single-player mode, with the exception of power-ups being limited to only Bombs and Fire. There is also an alternate multi-player mode, Skull Mode, in which skulls sometimes appear hidden beneath blocks, which are detrimental if picked up.

Development and release

_Bomberman_ on the TurboGrafx-16 was created by most of the same team that would work on several projects such as later entries in the _Bomberman_ series at Hudson Soft, with Tsukasa Kuwahara acting as sole designer.[3] Atsuo Nagata and Yūji Muroya served as co-programmers, while Hideyuki Ogura and Mika Sasaki created the pixel art.[4] The soundtrack was composed by Jun Chikuma, with Keita Hoshi also collaborating in its development at sound programmer.[5] The game was first published in Japan by Hudson Soft on 7 December 1990 and later in North America by NEC in 1991.[6] In Europe, the title was released for the Amiga, Atari ST and MS-DOS by Ubi Soft as _Dyna Blaster_ due to the European mainstream media associating the original name with terrorist bombings.[7][8][9] Versions for Atari Lynx and Commodore 64 version were in development but never released.[10][11][12] This game was also released as a pack-in title for the Super CD-ROM² add-on alongside Gate of Thunder, Bonk's Adventure, and Bonk's Revenge. However, this version of the game is hidden; to access it, press Up, Right, Down, Left, and II on the TurboGrafx-16 controller. A sound will play and you will be taken to the Bomberman game. The TurboGrafx-16 version of the game was also re-released for PCs in 2002 alongside Bomberman '93 and Bomberman World as part of a compilation disc titled _Bomberman Collection_.

Reception

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  _Famitsu_
  _Hobby Consolas_
  _Joystick_
  _TOfAG_
  _PC Engine Fan_
  _PC Games_
  _Raze_
  _ST Action_
  _ST Format_
  _ST Review_
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  _Top Secret_
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TurboGrafx-16

_Bomberman_ on the TurboGrafx-16 garnered positive reception from critics since its release.[59][60] _Aktueller Software Markt_{{'}}s Hans-Joachim Amann criticized the visuals but commended the sound and gameplay.[61] _Computer and Video Games_{{'}}s Paul Glancey and Richard Leadbetter praised the visuals, music, gameplay and multiplayer.[62] French magazine _Génération 4_ praised the animations and playability but criticized the visuals and sound.[63] _Hobby Consolas_{{'}} Marcos García commended the simple graphics, sound, gameplay and multiplayer aspect.[64] Likewise, Jean-Marc Demoly of French publication _Joystick_ praised the gameplay and multiplayer component.[65] Both Martin Weidner and Stefan Hellert of German magazine _Mega Fun_ gave the TurboGrafx-16 original a positive outlook.[66] Japanese readers of the magazine _PC Engine Fan_ voted to give the game a 23.78 out of 10 score, ranking at the number 51 spot.[67]

Dieter Kneffel of German magazine _Play Time_ felt mixed in regards to the visuals and sound but praised the gameplay.[68] Likewise, Olivier Scamps of French magazine _Player One_ felt mixed about the graphics and sound but commended the gameplay and the ability to play against other players simultaneously.[69] Heinrich Lenhardt of German publication _Power Play_ was more critical of the visuals and sound, however he commended both gameplay and multiplayer positively.[70] _Raze_ noted that “_Bomber Man_ is good in one player mode, but really come into its own with two or more players”, stating that the magazine's staff played the multiplayer mode daily.[71] _Tilt_{{'}}s Alain Huyghues-Lacour, however, gave the TurboGrafx-16 original a mixed overall outlook.[72] Michael Hengst of German outlet _Video Games_ was more critical to the game in regards to several aspects but gave it a positive outlook regardless.[73] _VideoGames & Computer Entertainment_{{'}}s Joshua Mandel commended the cartoony graphics and sound effects but criticized the single-player's short length.[74] _Bomberman_ on the TurboGrafx-16 was included in the 2010 book _1001 Video Games You Must Play Before You Die_.[75]

Amiga

The Amiga conversion of _Bomberman_ received critical acclaim from reviewers.[76][77][78][79][80] _Amiga Action_{{'}}s Jason Simmons praised the graphics, sound and combination of puzzle and arcade elements, stating that “the simplest games are often the best and this is definitively the case with _Dyna Blaster_.”[81] _Amiga Computing_{{'}}s Daniel Whitehead praised the colorful graphics, sound design, gameplay and multiplayer, though Whitehead noted that “single players may feel a bit neglected, though.”[82] _Amiga Format_{{'}}s Linda Barker commended the simple but colorful graphics, addictive gameplay and multiplayer, however Barker criticized the sound design.[83] _Amiga Mania_{{'}}s Ashley Cotter-Cairns praised the fast gameplay, sound and graphics but criticized the longevity of the game, stating that “_Dynablaster_ won't hold your attention for very long. But get some friends and a few four packs in and you're guaranteed a great evening's bombing.”[84] _Amiga Power_{{'}}s Matt Bielby highly praised the multiplayer aspect, regarding it as a “PC Engine perfect conversion” but noted the title's high retail price due to the included multitap adapter.[85]

_CU Amiga_{{'}}s Dan Slingsby praised the graphics, sound, longevity, playability and frantic multiplayer but admitted that the stages in single player mode eventually become boring.[86] Likewise, _Computer and Video Games_{{'}}s Frank O'Connor commended the visuals, sound, playability and longevity as well as the multiplayer.[87] Winfried Forster of German magazine _Power Play_ was conflicted in regards to both graphics and sound but commended the gameplay and multiplayer component.[88] _Tilt_{{'}}s Jacques Harbonn praised the visuals, animation, music, playability, longevity and multiplayer.[89] _Top Secret_{{'}}s Emilus gave the Amiga conversion a perfect score.[90] _Zero_{{'}}s Martin Pond commented positively about the visuals, sound, addictive gameplay and overall execution.[91]

Other versions

The X68000 version of _Bomberman_ obtained critical acclaim from critics. Yoshida Kenji of Japanese magazine _Oh!X_ praised the presentation and gameplay.[92] Japanese publication _Technopolis_ also praised the X68000 version highly.[93]

The Atari ST port of _Bomberman_ was also met with critical acclaim from reviewers. _ST Action_{{'}}s Jason Dutton praised the visuals, sound, gameplay and multiplayer.[94] Likewise, _ST Format_{{'}}s Rob Mead commended the presentation, pacing, gameplay and multiplayer but criticized the controls for being unresponsive.[95] _ST Review_{{'}}s Wayne Legg gave high remakrs to the graphics, sound and playability, though he criticized the initial simplicity but regarded it as “one of the best games on the ST”.[96]

The MS-DOS release of _Bomberman_ saw a mixed but positive reception from critics. Christian Roux of French magazine _Génération 4_ commended the conversion.[97] Sébastien Hamon of French publication _Joystick_ praised the ability to play against four players simultaneously, controls, visuals and sound.[98] _PC Games_{{'}}s Oliver Menne criticized the sound and felt mixed in regards to the graphics but praised the gameplay and originality highly.[99] Richard Löwenstein of German magazine _PC Joker_ felt mixed about the port but rated it slightly higher than Kingsoft's _Bug Bomber_.[100] German publication _Play Time_ gave positive remarks to the sound, graphics and gameplay.[101] Richard Eisenmenger of _Power Play_ felt mixed about the visuals and sound but commended the multiplayer aspect.[102]

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title: Bomberman (1990 video game)

question: What does the article say about critiques of Bomberman?

answer: German magazines Play Time and Power Play feel mixed in regards to the visuals and sound. The X68000 version The Atari ST port of Bomberman obtained critical acclaim from critics and reviewers. PC Games also criticizes the sound and felt mixed in regards to the graphics. German magazine PC Joker feels mixed about the port.

question: What does the article say about the difference between single-player and multiplayer modes?

answer: The single-player mode allows one player to play, and the multiplayer mode allows up to five players to compete against one another. Multiplayer mode requires the use of a TurboGrafx-16 Multitap. Power-ups are limited to only Bombs and Fire in multiplayer mode.

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ULRICH ROLLER (1911–1940) was an Austrian putschist, stage designer and SS guard. He was the younger son of the Viennese Secession artists Alfred and Mileva Roller.

Life and career

In July 1934 Ulrich was one of the Austrian Nazis that unsuccessfully attempted to overthrow the dictator Engelbert Dollfuss. The Rollers had a country home by the Mondsee, and it was in this area that Ulrich took part in the fighting.[1] When the putsch failed, Ulrich was arrested and detained for two years in the same internment camp that Dollfuss detained communists and social democrats.[2] His father rushed from the Bayreuth Festival when he heard of his son's arrest, but Ulrich never saw his father again. Alfred died in Vienna in 1935.

At the time of the putsch Ulrich had been studying stage design at the Academy of Fine Arts Vienna, the same institution to which Hitler had twice unsuccessfully applied.[3] Upon release from internment, Winifred Wagner immediately appointed Ulrich as an assistant for the 1936 Festival. Six years Wieland's senior, Ulrich was tall and attractive, and quickly became Wieland's admired friend and mentor.[4] Wieland would often send Ulrich examples of his own stage designs asking him how to make them better.[5] Ulrich was to have worked with Wieland for the projected new production of _Tannhäuser_ at the 1942 Festival for which Ulrich had already designed the costumes.[6] When the 1936 Festival ended, Ulrich embarked on a promising career at the German Opera in Berlin under the kindly paternalistic eye of Hitler.[7] He was, however, back in Bayreuth for the 1937 Festival when, after one of the Festival's performances Hitler gave a reception for the Bayreuth artists and held court long into the night during which, with one eye on Ulrich, he told the story of how he had been too in awe of his father, Alfred Roller, to approach him at the Vienna State Opera.[8]

Immediately after the Anschluss, in March 1938, Ulrich returned to Vienna where he became the stage designer and head of the costume department at the Vienna State Opera.[9] To honour and celebrate the 75th birthday of Richard Strauss, the company premiered the composer's one act opera, Friedenstag (Day of Peace). Hitler arrived for the performance unannounced to cast his eye over his protege's work, and project himself as the Prince of Peace.[10] Ulrich went on to work with Strauss on the sets for the projected second part of the opera double-bill, Daphne.[11]

Military service and death

On 1 November 1940 Ulrich was conscripted for military service. The call-up letter was sent to the Vienna State Opera which made no attempt to retain him. Goebbels would later note in his diary that the State Opera handled the whole affair with unfortunate laxness.[12] Along with Wieland and twenty-three other young men whom Hitler and Winifred had identified, Ulrich was declared one of the “divinely blessed”, and subsequently exempted from front line military service.[13] His political credibility qualified him for a guard's role in the SS-Totenkopfverbände (SS-TV), literally Death's Head Unit, which was responsible for administering the Nazi concentration camps and extermination camps where he was posted to the homosexuals' section of the Sachsenhausen concentration camp at Oranienburg.[14] Confronted by what he saw and experienced there Ulrich had what Hamann calls 'an existential crisis' and begged Winifred to release him from the list of the divinely blessed but he would not say why. Eventually she relented and Ulrich was posted to front line service near Moscow. Ulrich was killed on 28 December 1941 in the village of Stollpomka near Kaluga during the Russian campaign.[15] Hitler was furious when he heard of Ulrich's death. It was, Winifred admitted, the one time when he was really angry with her.[16]

  Some Russian idiot shooting down a man like that! Look how many we have classified exempt from service; what difference does it make if five or six hundred talented people are let off? You can't replace a man like that![17]

When Winifred heard of Ulrich's death she wrote to Mileva, a woman she did not personally know:

  The news has just reached me, though I cannot grasp it yet, that your dear son Uli has died a hero's death for his fatherland and his beloved Führer. I bow my head in silent respect for what you, his mother, must be going through...For us it is like losing a dear member of the family. (Bayreuth is in mourning) for the loss of such an extraordinarily gifted artist - whom Wieland had selected to be his eventual collaborator ...Now his young life has been fulfilled, and he died as he lived: believing in the Führer and the National Socialist ideal; believing in the great fatherland of the future. He was faithful unto death, and set a shining example to us all.[18]

In a later statement, the Roller family contradicted Winifred's opinion stating that Ulrich's death should be interpreted as an act of suicide.[19]

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title: Ulrich Roller

question: What does the text say about Roller's stage design work?

answer: Roller studied at the Academy of Fine Arts Vienna. After his internment, he was appointed as an assistant for the 1936 Festival. After the Festival, he began a career at the German Opera in Berlin, and then in 1938, he returned to Vienna where he became the stage designer and head of the costume department at the Vienna State Opera.


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He sat silently in his bedroom with the shades pulled down and the lights switched off. It was afternoon, so this failed to create the effect of complete darkness. Rather, it caused a bluish dimness to permeate the room. How dramatic, he mused, but it soon passed from his mind, replaced by a shade of some other train of thought.

It was only a shade because he had never truly had a fully formed thought about it. ‘It’ was an emotionally destructive event that had happened only a day prior. The thoughts he had had about it weren’t full in that they lacked any amount of emotion; they were totally logical, totally reasonable.

He was no stranger to such a thing; this had happened to him a number of times before in similar situations, but an emotional shock had always come a few hours later. Not this time. The fact that it had been a full day and nothing of the sort had transpired was enough for him to know the shock would never come.

The event was that his girlfriend had broken up with him. Naturally, the few people he had informed had given him plenty of advice on the matter. “There are other fish in the sea”; “Don’t give up! You can get her back!”; “Don’t be too sad”.

‘There are other fish in the sea’ was entirely obvious. The boy knew he would eventually find someone else, forget about his old girlfriend, and be happy. He knew that there was no such thing as “the one”.

‘Don’t give up! You can get her back!’ was foolish: no he couldn’t. The only way she would want to be with him again would be if she made the decision of her own accord. People were stubborn. Unwavering. Illogical. Their minds could not be changed on these matters.

‘Don’t be too sad’ was the most curious. Its stupidity and uselessness aside, the boy seemed to be following it of his own accord with his aforementioned lack of emotional thoughts. He had felt no rush of sadness, of helplessness or of desperation. His sadness had been private, internal. Its effects on his behavior were nothing more than some tiredness, and perhaps a tendency not to laugh as hard at jokes. Anyone who was unaware what had happened would assume he was just low on sleep; not that an event of immense consequence had just occurred in his life. Quiet sadness.

The boy knew from experience (both personal and of others) that ‘getting over a breakup’ typically involves a feeling of superiority, of maturing, of scorning your former partner. This was foolish, he felt. It was natural, and he had nearly given into it, but he had stopped himself. Perhaps he was above her, but not by all that much. He tried his best not to think any lower of her than she objectively deserved.
The silhouette of a tree outside his window shone through the shades. He stared as it danced in the wind for half a minute, then blinked.
Seemingly out of nowhere, the words ‘stupid bitch’ entered his mind, but he shook them off. There it is again, he thought; that unrelenting desire to show himself that it didn’t matter. That she was inconsequential, and that the prior event had been a fortunate one. But it hadn’t been. And he knew that he could never truly ‘get over her’ unless he accepted that it had indeed been a bad occurrence.
And she truly was not a stupid bitch. She was a wonderful, intelligent girl, who had been nearly perfect for him. And yet, she possessed a select few qualities that made the two of them incompatible. It was a terrible shame.

At that moment, his mother opened his bedroom door, bringing in light from the hallway, “There you are, sweetie. I’ve been looking for you. What are you doing in here all by yourself?”

“Nothing, Mom. I was just going to go mow the lawn.”

She smiled, nodded and left the room. The boy followed a few moments later, and went to get the mower.

title: Quiet Sadness

question: Why does the boy suppress bad thoughts about his ex-girlfriend?

answer: The boy thinks of her as a "stupid bitch" for a moment, but shakes it from his mind, and tries to treat her as she objectively reserved, rather than falling into a feeling of superiority and scorning his former partner.

question: What does the boy say to his mother?

answer: He does not tell her why he is sad, and instead tells her he is going to mow the lawn.

question: What are the three things the boy's friends tell him and what does he think of them?

answer: They tell him that "There are other fish in the sea", "Don't give up! You can get her back!" and "Don't be sad." He thinks the first one is true, and he knows he eventually will find someone else. He thinks the second one is foolish because she will not change her mind unless she does of her own accord. He thinks the third one is curious, because it was stupid and useless and he seemed to be following it of his own accord.


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Before we begin the story, let me first explain the title. To be quite honest, I have no idea where it came from. It seems like I have always had "The Knight of Ill Omen" in the back of my mind. I asked a few of my family members about it and none on them had ever heard anything about it. After 'Googling' it, I saw nothing. At the moment, anything you could find on google about it is my work. Here is the story.

The Knight of Ill Omen

Vladar Hroarsson was born true king of Dyrtrottir. The previous King, Vladar’s father, died a few weeks before Vladar was born. He had a good mother. She cared for him and she always loved him.

When Vladar was in his sixteenth year, he took command over his kingdom. His grandfather, Rognvald Hroarsson, had built a well-fortified castle atop the highest mountain peak in all of the land. The castle had only one entrance, which was always protected. Because he had built the castle with brick, the neighboring kingdoms feared and respected the his kingdom.

Vladar was born in a time of great peace. He was tasked only with maintaining the great wealth and size of the kingdom, and he ruled with a kind and just heart. Even though it was not custom for powerful rulers, Vladar helped the poor. He cared for them and gave the able bodied men work and bread and cured meat to the women and children. Everyone in the kingdom was glad to work and help because the king was good and he loved them. There was joy in Vladar’s heart and the kingdom prospered and flourished.

Vladar met a beautiful woman when he was in his twentieth year. She had no reason not to love him. He had given her father cures to his illness when he was bedridden and he had helped them when their crop failed. After they were married, they had a daughter. Vladar and his wife loved her very much. Vladar was saddened when she turned blue and was buried. His wife was grief stricken, but Vladar helped her through and they had another daughter as well as a son.

After a few years, when Vladar’s children were old enough to speak, a new metal was discovered in the mountain north of the castle. The metal was dark grey and difficult to melt. It was very heavy and extremely strong. After building new forges, the blacksmith’s were able to forge the metal into the finest weapons. A sharp sword crafted from this new metal could cut clean through the cuprum swords wielded before.

Many months passed and the ore began to yield only slag. It had run dry and scarce, so the miners dug deeper. After much digging and mining, there was found to be only one vein of ore left. The vein was deep and not easily accessible, so an elite team of miners and an architect were sent down to retrieve it. They descended with four days provisions, but a week passed and they had not yet surfaced. A few guardsmen were sent in after them, but they too failed to reach the sunlight again.

Vladar heard about the miners and gathered up his new sword and a few of the elite soldiers from the kingdom’s small military. They descended down under the mountain. It was dark and cold, the walls were expertly carved and the floor was made of oak wood. They marched quickly for over an hour, winding their way down the damp, dark passage. After much effort, they finally reached the bottom where the last ore vein was located. There wasn’t any evidence the first group had even been there. Vladar was worrisome and ordered the soldiers to go back, but as they headed for the exit tunnel, they found it sealed. The team searched and searched but could not find any other exit. Since they hadn’t planned on staying long, they only had enough food and water to last two days. Vladar and his men sat down and began to converse with one another. None of the soldiers knew one from another. Vladar chose the most diverse team he could, drafting soldiers from all aspects of their military. There was a medic, a swordsman, a general and a scout.

After a while, they found there was no immediate danger about. The swordsman began to sharpen his blade. The task wasn’t easy due to the dim torch light, but he was skilled and the quality was to standard. After he finished, the general requested that he would sharpen his blade also. He mended the medic’s tools and Vladar’s fine sword. The swordsman called out to the scout, asking if he should sharpen his dagger. There was no reply. The team began to search for him but couldn’t find him. After searching for quite some time, the group came together in the corner of the dark cave. The three of them looked around and found the general now missing. Vladar put his hands on his face and cried out in sadness. He assumed their disappearance to be his fault alone. After composing himself, Vladar looked up to find the rest of his team absent. Vladar was frightened, but he had courage. He knew that where ever his team had gone away to, he could also find; so Vladar waited.

Vladar still waited. He rationed the remainder of his food to last him longer. Vladar waited alone for a week. Afterwards, he found enough water to last him another week, as long as he didn’t exert any energy. Alone, Vladar waited another week. He was still alive, but he was shriveled and pale. After two more days of waiting, just as he was about to lose his sanity entirely, Vladar heard drums.

The drums kept a steady beat, growing louder and louder until they suddenly stopped. Hearing a shallow panting across the cavern, Vladar sat up for the first time in days. He heard the breath coming closer. Vladar backed up against a wall. He scrambled around and found one unlit torch. Using his flint, Vladar lit the torch. He then saw what was making the shallow breathing sound. It was a humanoid like creature with its head down and bent crooked. Its skin was pale white and its rib cage and back bone were clearly visible. The thing looked up at Vladar and smiled, with its head still awkwardly crooked. Just then, the thing leaped onto Vladar gnashing its teeth and screeching and clawing. Vladar instinctively reacted and thrust his sword into the creature’s heart. As he did so, the drums began to play again. Vladar moved the creature off of his body. He saw the creature’s face and noticed it did not match the shape of its head. Vladar looked closer and saw a seam running down the side of the creatures face. Vladar noticed that its face had been grafted on. Now looking it eye to eye, he recognized the face to be that of the scout.

Vladar stumbled away from it and noticed that a brilliant white light was pouring in from a newly opened doorway. He began to crawl toward it, but with every inch, moving became harder. He was slowing down. He felt pain surge throughout his body as he got nearer. The pain was completely overwhelming now. Just as Vladar put his hand in the illuminated doorway, he began to thrash and convulse violently. Vladar felt his bones cracking and splintering, and he felt his body become cold and hollow. Vladar called out in pain, but he was alone and no soul was about to hear him. He cried, but still there was pain. Then, the drums stopped, and Vladar felt peace. He stood up and found that he was all the way inside of the doorway. He looked at his hands. They had become the same metal as his sword was made from. They had sharp clean edges and they were strong. Vladar looked and saw his arms and legs made from the same metal. He did not know what to think.

Vladar wandered around until he found a large room. He entered and noticed statues of men made from the same metal as he was now made from. There were seven of them all standing around in a circle, atop black pedestals. He looked at their face. It was the same shape as a skull, but again, made from the dark metal. He looked at their eyes, but saw only dark pits with no end. They were all wearing robes and had swords made of the finest craftsmanship. Vladar saw that there was an eighth pedestal with no statue, but still a robe and sword. Vladar looked around again and picked up the eighth sword. As he did, all seven statues came to life and drew their swords. Vladar saw the nearest statue. It didn’t seem to want to hurt Vladar. It was smiling, and it was happy, but something about it mad Vladar uneasy. He grasped his sword and smote off the head of the smiling statue. He ended any happiness in the room, and he forgot it as well. He saw another statue; he immediately stabbed it and forgot love. Killing the other statues he forgot pain, sadness, compassion and joy. He looked at the last Statue. It was cowering on the ground, but Vladar had forgotten compassion, so he killed this statue, forgetting fear. He saw a metal rope hanging from a hole in the ceiling, Vladar grasped it and climbed.

Vladar’s new plate metal arms and legs made climbing easy. He reached the top and opened a small trapdoor. He climbed through and found himself by the harbor. Looking around, Vladar saw his castle. He knew he had to go there, but he didn’t know why. Vladar was full of energy. Not the energy of joy or happiness; it was only the energy that would drive him to kill. He saw a small fishing boat pulling into the dock. An old fisherman and his grandson walked off the boat, and began to unload their catch. Vladar silently climbed to the top of a wooden post. The boy went back into the boat. While the old man’s back was turned, Vladar dropped down behind the boy. When the old man grew impatient he went into the boat to see what was keeping the boy so long. He didn’t find anyone. As he was leaving, he saw his grandson lying blue and cold.

Vladar went over to the castle. There were two guardsmen protecting the only entrance. He recognized their faces, and headed over to the housing area of Dyrtrottir.

The guardsmen were keeping watch when they were struck on the head by something falling from above. They drew their swords and looked up, but found nobody. They looked back at what they had been hit by and found it was their wives. Their bodies were blue and bleeding. The guardsmen, overcome with grief, wished for death.

Vladar made his way into the castle and into his old bedroom. He climbed up to a corner of the ceiling and waited, clinging to the rafters. At nightfall, Vladar’s wife entered in the room and settled into bed. She began to cry, fearing Vladar was dead, which in a way, he was. Vladar clung very still and watched her. In the midst of the night, Vladar’s very scared son entered the room. Vladar’s wife kissed his hand and told him everything would be ok. She left a lip mark on her son’s hand. In the morning, Vladar’s wife awoke feeling coldness on her cheek. She moved over and saw a blue dismembered arm. She screamed, not as much because of the arm, but more so because of the lipstick mark on the back of its hand.

Vladar heard the scream. He didn’t know why he did what he did, or why he became what he is. Vladar only knew that he loved it.

title: The Knight of Ill Omen

question: What does the story say about melting copper?

question: Summarize how Vladar changes over the course of the story.

answer: Vladar started out as a kind and just King who helped the poor. Everyone in his kingdom loved him because he was good and he loved them back. There was joy in Vladar's heart. He was the type of man that would help anyone in need, even helping his wife's father when he fell ill and their crop failed. Despite feeling sad when their daughter died, Vladar remained strong for his wife and helped her through the difficult time. Even though he felt fear, Vladar had the courage to wait in the mine when all his men vanished. After weeks inside the mine alone, his weakened body was racked with pain and his hands, arms, and legs became metal, the same metal his sword was made from. His pain ended and he felt peace but felt hollow. When Vladar came across a room with seven statues that meant him no harm, he destroyed them all. By doing so, Vladar forgot love, joy, happiness, compassion, pain, and sadness. He also forgot fear. He was full of energy that drove him to kill innocent people and even his own son. Vladar's transformation into an all-metal monster made him love killing.

question: Summarize what happened to Vladar's men inside the mine.

answer: All the men sent down to retrieve the vein never came out. The elite team of miners and the architect never surfaced, so did the guardsmen who were sent after them. When Vladar and his elite team of soldiers ventured deep into the mine, they found no trace of the miners and guardsmen even being there. When they tried to leave, the exit was sealed and there was no way out. One by one, Vladar's team also disappeared. After weeks of being alone, Vladar fought and killed a humanoid-like creature, only to find out that it was his scout, part of the team that went down with him. The scout somehow became crazy, and a different face was grafted to the scout's face, like a mask.

question: What does the story say about the metal statues inside the mine?

answer: Vladar's hands, arms, and legs became the same metal as his sword was made from, with strong, sharp, and clean edges. After his transformation, Vladar comes into a room with seven statues of men made from the same metal he was now made from. The statues were standing in a circle atop black pedestals. The faces of the statues were shaped as skulls of dark metal with dark pits as eyes. They were wearing robes and had finely crafted swords. Each of the statues signified different feelings/emotions such as sadness, pain, happiness, joy, compassion, love, and fear. When Vladar killed them all, he forgot all those emotions and became a monster that enjoyed killing people, even loved ones.


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| AP All-pros = {{ Collapsible list | title = 3 | 1 = FB Mike Alstott | 2 = LB Derrick Brooks (2nd team) | 3 = DT Warren Sapp (2nd team) }} | MVP = LB Derrick Brooks | ROY = | uniform = File:NFCS-Uniform-TB.png | stadium = Raymond James Stadium | playoffs = _Did not qualify_ | shortnavlink = Buccaneers seasons }}

The 1998 TAMPA BAY BUCCANEERS SEASON was the franchise's 23rd season in the National Football League and their first season in Raymond James Stadium.

Following their breakthrough 1997 season, the Bucs finished 8–8 and missed the postseason; nonetheless they were the only team to beat the Minnesota Vikings during the regular season. In Week 17, they recorded the biggest road win in their history against the Cincinnati Bengals.

The season was marked by at least one lost game in which at least one touchdown had been called back due to referee error.[1]

Offseason

NFL draft

Personnel

Staff

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  1998 TAMPA BAY BUCCANEERS STAFF
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  FRONT OFFICE

  -   Owner/President – Malcolm Glazer
  -   General Manager – Rich McKay
  -   Director of Player Personnel – Jerry Angelo
  -   Director of College Scouting – Tim Ruskell

  HEAD COACHES

  -   Head Coach – Tony Dungy
  -   Assistant Head Coach/Defensive Backs – Herman Edwards

  OFFENSIVE COACHES

  -   Offensive Coordinator – Mike Shula
  -   Running Backs – Tony Nathan
  -   Wide Receivers – Charlie Williams
  -   Tight Ends – Clyde Christensen
  -   Offensive Line – Chris Foerster
  -   Offensive Assistant – Ricky Thomas
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Roster

Regular season

Schedule

  Week   Date                 Opponent                  Result    Attendance
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  1      September 6, 1998    at Minnesota Vikings      L 31–7    62,538
  2      September 13, 1998   at Green Bay Packers      L 23–15   60,124
  3      September 20, 1998   Chicago Bears             W 27–15   64,328
  4      September 28, 1998   at Detroit Lions          L 27–6    74,724
  5      October 4, 1998      New York Giants           W 20–3    64,989
  6      _Bye_
  7      October 18, 1998     Carolina Panthers         W 16–13   63,600
  8      October 25, 1998     at New Orleans Saints     L 9–3     52,695
  9      November 1, 1998     Minnesota Vikings         W 27–24   64,979
  10     November 8, 1998     Tennessee Oilers          L 31–22   65,054
  11     November 15, 1998    at Jacksonville Jaguars   L 29–24   72,974
  12     November 22, 1998    Detroit Lions             L 28–25   64,265
  13     November 29, 1998    at Chicago Bears          W 31–17   51,938
  14     December 7, 1998     Green Bay Packers         W 24–22   65,497
  15     December 13, 1998    Pittsburgh Steelers       W 16–3    65,335
  16     December 19, 1998    at Washington Redskins    L 20–16   66,309
  17     December 27, 1998    at Cincinnati Bengals     W 35–0    49,826

Game summaries

Preseason

The Buccaneers moved out of aging Houlihan's Stadium after the 1997 season. With construction crews still putting the finishing touches on brand new Raymond James Stadium, the Buccaneers were forced to play all of their preseason games on the road. The team opened with a win against Pittsburgh in the Hall of Fame Game, then faced Kansas City in Oklahoma, an ordeal which saw the team sit at the airport nearly all night.

After another road trip to Miami, the travel started taking a toll on the team. A cross-country trip to Oakland was followed four days later by a game at New Orleans.

Week 1: at Minnesota Vikings

Coming off their playoff season from 1997, the Buccaneers opened 1998 with high expectations. Still on the road, their first game in the new stadium would have to wait until week 3. Receiver Bert Emanuel went out with a sprained ankle, and Tampa Bay lost 31–7.

Week 2: at Green Bay Packers

Jacques Green returned a punt 95 yards for a touchdown (only his second-career return attempt) to set a franchise record for longest punt return. However, Green Bay won 23–15.

Week 3: Chicago Bears

After five games on the road during the preseason, and the first two regular season games played away, the Buccaneers finally were ready for a home game. The highly anticipated first game at brand new Raymond James Stadium saw the Buccaneers host the Bears. After falling behind 15–0 at halftime, Tampa Bay scored 27 unanswered points to win 27–15. Dave Moore caught a one-handed pass for a 44-yard touchdown in the third quarter. In the fourth quarter, Warrick Dunn ran for a 44-yard touchdown. Raymond James Stadium was opened with a victory, and the Buccaneers improved to 1–2.

Week 4: at Detroit Lions

On Monday Night Football, Tampa Bay faced Detroit at the Silverdome. Despite clinging to a 6–3 deficit at halftime, Tampa Bay’s sputtering offense and defensive miscues cost any chance at victory. Barry Sanders rushed for 131 yards, Bryant Westbrook returned an interception 34 yards for a touchdown, and Terry Fair returned a Lions record 105-yard kickoff return touchdown. Two apparent touchdown passes by Trent Dilfer were called back for penalty, and Tampa Bay fell 27–6.

Week 5: New York Giants

Only a minute and a half into the game, Charles Mincy intercepted Kanell for a 22-yard touchdown return. Tampa Bay would never trail in the game. The Buccaneer defense held the Giants to only 135 total yards, and picked off Kanell three times in the 20–3 victory.

Week 7: Carolina Panthers

Tampa Bay evened their record to 3–3 with a win over Carolina. The Panthers led 13–3 in the fourth quarter, but Trent Dilfer led the Buccaneers for a rally in the final 5 minutes. On a roll out, Dilfer ran in for a 1-yard touchdown, then on the next possession, scored the go-ahead touchdown. Karl Williams caught a 29-yard touchdown pass in the corner of the endzone with 1:39 to go to seal the victory 16–13.

The Buccaneers improved to 3–0 at Raymond James Stadium.

Week 8: at New Orleans Saints

The Tampa Bay offense dropped seven passes, Patrick Hape lost a fumble at the Saints 3-yard line, and Trent Dilfer threw an interception, as offensive futility again plagued the Buccaneers, resulting in a 9–3 loss at New Orleans. Three times the Buccaneers had the ball inside the Saints 25-yard line, but came up with zero points. At one point, Bert Emanuel caught a touchdown pass, but the officials ruled it incomplete, saying he “trapped” the ball against the turf.

Week 9: Minnesota Vikings

The Vikings entered week 9 at Tampa Bay undefeated at 7–0. Derrick Brooks intercepted Randal Cunningham, setting up Warrick Dunn's first touchdown run. A back and forth game saw the score tied 17–17 at halftime. Minnesota took a 24–17 lead in the third quarter, but Tampa Bay came back in the fourth. A field goal followed by a Mike Alstott touchdown run with just under six minutes remaining gave the Bucs a 27–24 lead. The Buccaneers had two rushers over 100 yards: Alstott (128) and Dunn (115), with Alstott sealing the game late with a rush of 38 yards.

Tampa Bay defeated Minnesota 27–24, the Vikings’ first loss and only one during the regular season. The Bucs remained at 0.500, improving to 4–4, and were now 4–0 at Raymond James Stadium.

Week 10: Tennessee Oilers

Tampa Bay held a 16-3 halftime lead, but trailing 24–22 at the two-minute warning, Tennessee was facing 3rd down & 8 at their own 29-yard line. A defensive stop by Tampa Bay would have given them the ball back, and an opportunity to drive for a game-winning field goal. However, quarterback Steve McNair broke out for a game-icing 71-yard touchdown run, and the Tennessee Oilers won 31–22.

Week 11: at Jacksonville Jaguars

Tampa Bay was leading 24–23 with three minutes remaining. Fred Taylor broke out for a 70-yard touchdown run with 2:40 left, and Jacksonville won 29–24.

Week 12: Detroit Lions

Tampa Bay trailed 21–7, but rallied late. With just over two minutes remaining, Trent Dilfer drove the Buccaneers to the Detroit 11-yard line. He was intercepted in the endzone, and Detroit held on to win 28–25. It was Tampa Bay's third straight loss.

Week 13: at Chicago Bears

Tampa Bay got back to their winning ways, winning their first road game of the season at Chicago. Late in the second quarter, the Buccaneers blocked a Bears punt, and Ronde Barber scooped it up. He returned the ball 21 yards for a touchdown. As time expired in the first half, Trent Dilfer threw up a Hail Mary touchdown, which was caught by Brice Hunter, his first career NFL touchdown. The Bucs took a 21–14 lead into halftime, and won the game 31–17.

Tampa Bay's record was now 5–7, still alive for the wild card hunt.

Week 14: Green Bay Packers

Tampa Bay hosted Green Bay in their first Monday Night Football home game since 1982. The Buccaneers forced 8 fumbles, and sacked Brett Favre 8 times. Late in the first quarter, Trent Dilfer connected to Jacquez Green for a 64-yard touchdown pass. Minutes later, at the beginning of the second quarter, Dilfer passed to Bert Emanuel in a nearly identical 62-yard touchdown pass. Leading 17–15 in the fourth quarter, Dilfer scrambled through the middle of the Packers defensive line to score a 6-yard touchdown, and a 24–15 lead. Green bay would trim the deficit to 24–22, but the Buccaneers held on to win.

Tampa Bay improved to 6–7 on the season.

Week 15: Pittsburgh Steelers

Tampa Bay won their third game in a row, shutting down the Steelers to just 168 yard of offense. The Tampa Bay defense intercepted Kordell Stewart three times, and Mike Tomczak once. Mike Alstott ran for 78 yards on a wet and rainy day. The Steelers only points came early in the fourth quarter. After four tries, this was Tampa Bay's first win over Pittsburgh in team history.

Tampa Bay won 16–3 and evened their record at 7–7. They were now back in the hunt for the wild card.

Week 16: at Washington Redskins

Tampa Bay's playoff chances were dealt a big blow in the Week 16 loss at Washington. Tampa Bay led the Redskins 16–7 early in the fourth quarter, but blew the lead at the end. Leading 16–13 with six minutes to go, Jacquez Green fumbled a kickoff, turning the ball over. On the next play, Stephen Alexander caught the game-winning touchdown for Washington. Tampa Bay had two last chances to come back, but both times, Trent Dilfer threw interceptions.

The Buccaneers fell to 7–8 on the season, and would need to win in week 17 to keep their playoff hopes alive.

Week 17: at Cincinnati Bengals

Tampa Bay clobbered Cincinnati 35–0, a franchise best for a road shutout. Mike Alstott scored three rushing touchdowns, and the Bucs defense intercepted the Bengals twice (including a 56-yard return by Ronde Barber)

Tampa Bay finished 8–8 on the season, winning four out of their last five games, and the end of the game, were still alive for an NFC wild card spot. Tampa Bay needed the Giants to beat the Eagles and the Chargers to beat the Cardinals . The Giants won, helping Tampa Bay, but the Cardinals beat the Chargers 16–13 with a 52-yard field goal as time expired. By the time the Buccaneers' plane had landed back in Tampa, they were ousted from the playoffs.

Standings

[1] Stroud, Rick. ‘5 Plays the Bucs Wish Hadn’t Happened’. _St. Petersburg Times_, Nov. 29, 1998.

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title: 1998 Tampa Bay Buccaneers season

question: What does the article say about players who scored touchdowns (aside from those that were ruled against) in the first 10 weeks?

answer: In Week 2, Jacques Green scored a touchdown. Dave Moore and Warrick Dunn scored 44-yard touchdowns in Week 3. Bryan Westbrook and Terry Fair scored touchdowns in Week 4. Charles Mincy intercepted Kanell for a 22-yard touchdown return in Week 5. In Week 7, Dilfer ran a 1-yard touchdown and Karl Williams caught a 29-yard touchdown pass. In Week 9, Warrick Dunn and Mike Alstott scored touchdowns. Week 10 saw a touchdown from Steve McNair.

question: What does the article say about Week 6?


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Another short story that I just wrote. It is still a **rough draft** ,still also in Notepad please help me get things looking better please. I might want to put these together someday for her. If she ever wanted them. High hopes I know... This sucks guys and gals. I am just writing off my heart and mind so it wont be perfect. I think I might put a sub reddit up for them if people enjoy them enough. Or maybe just for myself.

Here you go:

"The Loneliness of an Open Room"

I sit still and listen sometimes to everything around me. Thoughts shut out, cold feelings all

around me. The room used to be warm, loving, welcoming. Not anymore, things just sit and feel cold.

The love has gone, the anger radiates. It knows the pain I feel and just lives off it. I wish

things could be different, but they can not be. It hurts.

Some mornings I used to make breakfast for two, hash browns, two eggs each, two pieces of toast

each and a nice glass of craneberry juice with half water. She did not like it strong. So I would

get everything ready for us to relax together on the couch producing warmth from the love we

shared. But now I sit in the dark. Just trying to get the room to speak, but it does not speak to

me knowing I am at fault and punishing me for the things I have done. I would just watch her

watching the tv. She would look at me and ask, what? But I never had a response because I would get

lost just looking into the eyes of the love I lost. I still do not know what I was thinking while I

looked into her eyes, our future? Where we might live someday? Maybe it was if our future child

together might look as beatuiful as her? I do not know now. Now I look and I see nothing but dark.

It hurts.

Evenings would come and she would come home from work and I would be like a dog, sitting and

waiting for her arrival. Sometimes we would make dinner together before I had to go to work sharing

the kitchen, me getting in the way because I wanted to try and help. Being told to go get a show

ready to watch. I knew she loved me. I knew I had everything. I would have something on that we

both would like to watch ready as she brought something she put together in for us to eat. I just

wanted her to sit and relax so I would offer to get drinks, napkins, seconds. But she would just

want me to sit with her as well. So I did. I was happy, we were happy. But why am I the way I am...

I still do not know and I need to find out so I can try and get things back. It hurts.

Now I get home from work and I just go to sleep so I do not have to think about breakfast without

her in the open room that use to be filled. Walking right be it not looking into the dark. By the

time I wake it has been eight or nine hours and I have to get something together for lunch. We

never really has lunch together so it does not really hurt to do it myself. Something small and

easy to make, a small sandwich maybe or just crackers and cheese, while I just sit in silence,

looking at the floor. Alone. That will be my meal till midnight at work, just thinking most of the

night on how I need to change. I do not want to eat lunch at work but I know if I do not I will get

tired faster. So I force down the food just thinking of her. Thinking if she is still on her phone

on Facebook just re-reading comments she has already seen. But most of all I think of her safe and

asleep. I wish I could be with her in slumber, but I can not be. It hurts.

The room is every room in the house. It is the loneliness of an open room that makes me not want to

be here anymore. Things need to change and be better so I can feel the warmth of her touch and the

beauty of her eyes.

Edit: co-worker said I need to fix a lot. So pardon my poor grammar.

title: The loneliness of an Open Room (Rough Draft)

question: What is the setting of the story

answer: The setting is an empty home where the narrator's girlfriend has just left home and he is left feeling broken-hearted and alone. He wishes that she would come home as he mourns her loss

question: Why did the narrator's girlfriend move on?


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[Concho County marker]

CONCHO COUNTY is a county located on the Edwards Plateau in the U.S. state of Texas. As of the 2010 census, the population was 4,087.[1] Its county seat is Paint Rock.[2] The county was founded in 1858 and later organized in 1879.[3] It is named for the Concho River.

History

Through the 1800s, Paleo-Indians lived in the county and left behind archaeological remains of a burned-rock midden. Athabascan-speaking Indians associated with the prehorse Plains culture live in this part of Texas. Later native inhabitants include Jumano, Tonkawa, Comanche and Lipan Apache.[4]

In 1847, John O. Meusebach sent surveyors into the area.[5] In 1849, Robert Simpson Neighbors lead a small expedition through the area.[6]

The Texas Legislature formed Concho County from Bexar County in 1858.[7]

In 1874, Ranald S. Mackenzie led a campaign to drive out remaining native peoples and established the Mackenzie Trail.[8] The county seat was formally established and named Paint Rock after the nearby pictographs.[9] The Eden community was established in 1882.[10] In 1909, the community of Lowake community was established.[11]

Railroad development

Railroads came to the county first in 1910, with the Concho, San Saba and Llano Valley railroad being completed to Paint Rock.[12] The Fort Worth and Rio Grande Railway is completed across the southeastern corner of the county in 1911,[13] and the Gulf, Colorado and Santa Fe railroad finished a line to Eden in 1912.[14]

By 1930, the area had 449 owner-operated farms and 682 tenant-operated farms, of whom 619 were sharecroppers.[15]

In 1940, Concho County became part of a soil-conservation district.[16] In 1985, the Texas Water Commission granted permission to impound of water on the Colorado River at Stacy, to create the O. H. Ivie Reservoir.[17]

As of 1988, Concho County was the leading sheep-producing county in Texas.[18]

Geography

According to the U.S. Census Bureau, the county has a total area of , of which is land and (1.0%) is water.[19]

Major highways

-   [] U.S. Highway 83
-   [] U.S. Highway 87
-   [] State Highway 153
-   [] State Highway 206

Adjacent counties

-   Runnels County (north)
-   Coleman County (northeast)
-   McCulloch County (east)
-   Menard County (south)
-   Tom Green County (west)

Demographics

As of the census[20] of 2000, 3,966 people, 1,058 households, and 757 families resided in the county. The population density was 4 people per square mile (2/km²). There were 1,488 housing units at an average density of 2 per square mile (1/km²). The racial makeup of the county was 88.20% White, 0.98% Black or African American, 0.48% Native American, 0.08% Asian, 0.10% Pacific Islander, 8.93% from other races, and 1.24% from two or more races. About 41.33% of the population were Hispanics or Latinos of any race.

Of the 1,058 households, 29.80% had children under the age of 18 living with them, 59.40% were married couples living together, 9.70% had a female householder with no husband present, and 28.40% were not families. About 26.60% of all households were made up of individuals, and 14.20% had someone living alone who was 65 years of age or older. The average household size was 2.45 and the average family size was 2.97.

In the county, the population was distributed as 16.10% under the age of 18, 10.40% from 18 to 24, 38.20% from 25 to 44, 21.50% from 45 to 64, and 13.80% who were 65 years of age or older. The median age was 36 years. For every 100 females, there were 181.30 males. For every 100 females age 18 and over, there were 209.90 males.

The median income for a household in the county was $31,313, and for a family was $36,894. Males had a median income of $20,750 versus $21,458 for females. The per capita income for the county was $15,727. About 7.50% of families and 11.90% of the population were below the poverty line, including 15.80% of those under age 18 and 14.20% of those age 65 or over.

Concho County has the third-highest proportion of prison inmates amongst its residents of any county equivalent in the United States, behind Crowley County, Colorado and Louisiana's West Feliciana Parish.[21][22] As a result, the county has the highest gender ratio in the United States with 232 men to every 100 women.[23]

Communities

City

-   Eden

Town

-   Paint Rock (county seat)

Unincorporated communities

-   Eola
-   Lowake
-   Millersview

References in popular culture

The 1968 movie _Journey to Shiloh_ features a group known as the “Concho County Comanches,” and mentions neighboring Menard County.

Politics

  Year                               Republican                                Democratic                                  Third parties
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  style=“text-align:center;” |2016   style=“text-align:center;” |82.9% _885_   style=“text-align:center;” |13.9% _148_     3.3% _35_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2012   style=“text-align:center;” |79.2% _793_   style=“text-align:center;” |19.4% _194_     1.4% _14_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2008   style=“text-align:center;” |74.9% _807_   style=“text-align:center;” |23.9% _257_     1.2% _13_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2004   style=“text-align:center;” |76.4% _911_   style=“text-align:center;” |22.6% _270_     1.0% _12_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2000   style=“text-align:center;” |74.2% _818_   style=“text-align:center;” |24.3% _268_     1.5% _17_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1996   style=“text-align:center;” |47.3% _488_   style=“text-align:center;” |42.1% _434_     10.7% _110_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1992   style=“text-align:center;” |33.5% _414_   style=“text-align:center;” |39.6% _489_     26.9% _333_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1988   style=“text-align:center;” |48.9% _617_   style=“text-align:center;” |50.9% _643_     0.2% _3_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1984   style=“text-align:center;” |58.3% _821_   style=“text-align:center;” |41.2% _580_     0.5% _7_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1980   style=“text-align:center;” |49.4% _700_   style=“text-align:center;” |49.5% _702_     1.1% _15_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1976   style=“text-align:center;” |39.7% _474_   style=“text-align:center;” |59.8% _715_     0.5% _6_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1972   style=“text-align:center;” |67.0% _709_   style=“text-align:center;” |33.1% _350_     style="text-align:center;|
  style=“text-align:center;” |1968   style=“text-align:center;” |37.0% _411_   style=“text-align:center;” |45.2% _502_     17.8% _197_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1964   style=“text-align:center;” |24.4% _307_   style=“text-align:center;” |75.5% _948_     0.1% _1_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1960   style=“text-align:center;” |42.0% _522_   style=“text-align:center;” |57.8% _718_     0.2% _2_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1956   style=“text-align:center;” |50.3% _574_   style=“text-align:center;” |49.7% _567_     0.1% _1_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1952   style=“text-align:center;” |53.3% _808_   style=“text-align:center;” |46.7% _708_     style="text-align:center;|
  style=“text-align:center;” |1948   style=“text-align:center;” |12.9% _174_   style=“text-align:center;” |85.9% _1,156_   1.2% _16_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1944   style=“text-align:center;” |11.1% _151_   style=“text-align:center;” |79.9% _1,090_   9.0% _123_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1940   style=“text-align:center;” |12.6% _189_   style=“text-align:center;” |87.3% _1,310_   0.1% _1_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1936   style=“text-align:center;” |6.5% _76_     style=“text-align:center;” |93.5% _1,089_   style="text-align:center;|
  style=“text-align:center;” |1932   style=“text-align:center;” |3.8% _44_     style=“text-align:center;” |95.9% _1,126_   0.3% _4_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1928   style=“text-align:center;” |51.0% _446_   style=“text-align:center;” |48.7% _426_     0.3% _3_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1924   style=“text-align:center;” |11.5% _90_    style=“text-align:center;” |85.5% _668_     2.9% _23_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1920   style=“text-align:center;” |22.4% _151_   style=“text-align:center;” |60.0% _405_     17.6% _119_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1916   style=“text-align:center;” |7.1% _36_     style=“text-align:center;” |82.1% _418_     10.8% _55_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1912   style=“text-align:center;” |4.3% _16_     style=“text-align:center;” |87.2% _326_     8.6% _32_

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question: What does the article say about the indigenous people of Concho County?

answer: Through the 1800s, Paleo-Indians lived in the county and left behind archaeological remains of a burned-rock midden. Athabascan-speaking Indians associated with the pre horse Plains culture live in this part of Texas. Later native inhabitants include Jumano, Tonkawa, Comanche, and Lipan Apache. In 1874, Ranald S. Mackenzie led a campaign to drive out remaining native peoples and established the Mackenzie Trail


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ELIZABETH MARY CLAIRE FISHER [1] is a British geneticist and Professor at University College London. Her research investigates the degeneration of motor neurons during amyotrophic lateral sclerosis and Alzheimer's disease triggered by Down syndrome.[2]

Education

Fisher studied physiological sciences at the University of Oxford[3] where she was an undergraduate student at St Anne's College, Oxford in 1981.[4] After completing her undergraduate studies Fisher left science and trained as a typist and worked in several different jobs in UK and Australia[5] and in 1983 moved to Imperial College London, where she worked on mouse molecular genetics. At St Mary's Hospital, London Fisher completed microdissection on the mouse X chromosome.[6] During her doctoral research she worked alongside Mary F. Lyon and Stephen Brown at the Medical Research Council in Harwell.[7][8] She dissected individual chromosomes and cloned DNA fragments into plasmids.

Career and research

After graduating from Imperial College London in 1986, Fisher moved to the United States, where she was appointed a postdoctoral fellow at Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT). At MIT, Fisher worked as a postdoc in the lab of David C. Page on Turner syndrome. Her early work looked at the male sex determining factor and then considered the genes responsible for Turner syndrome.[9] Fisher returned to Imperial College London in 1990, when she was awarded a Royal Society University Research Fellowship to start an independent research group looking at aneuploidy.[10][11] In collaboration with Victor Tybulewicz of the MRC, she was awarded Wellcome Trust research funding in 1991, which allowed her to expand her research into a new model of Down syndrome.[12] In 2001 Fisher was appointed Professor at University College London and in 2017 she also set up a lab at the Medical Research Council Mouse Genetics Unit in Harwell.[13] Her research considers motor neuron degeneration, genome editing and the development of mouse models to understand neurological disorders.[14]

Fisher received the 2011 Faculty Member of the Year Award for Neurological Disorders on Faculty of 1000 (F1000) and an Addgene Blue Flame Award in 2017 for depositing a plasmid that has been shared more than 100 times. Fisher serves as an academic editor on the journal _PLoS Genetics_ and on the boards for the journals Disease Models and Mechanism, Mammalian Genome.[15]

In 2003, work from Fisher's lab provided one of the first demonstrations in a mammalian model of the link between defects in retrograde transport and neurodegeneration. In a paper published in _Science_, Fisher found that two spontaneous mouse mutants generated from an ENU (N-ethyl-N-nitrosourea) screen harbored missense point mutations in the cytoplasmic dynein heavy chain gene. In cells, dynein is the motor protein that moves cargos toward the minus end of microtubules. These mutants were named _Loa_ (_Legs at odd angles_) and _Cra1_ (_Cramping 1_) due to the phenotypes of body twisting and hindlimb clenching when suspended by the tail. Heterozygotes show locomotion defects with neuronal loss. Homozygotes are unable to feed and move and die within 24 hours of birth, but embryonic neurons have intracellular inclusions that are positive for ubiquitin, SOD, CDK5, and neurofilament.[16]

Fisher and Tybulewicz have demonstrated that mouse models can be used to understand the genes that give rise to certain aspects of Down syndrome.[17] Fisher and Tybulewicz were the first to successfully introduce an almost full-length human chromosome into mice – a significant technical achievement, as it had previously only been possible to introduce small fragments of chromosomes.[18] People with Down syndrome, a condition which occurs due to trisomy on Chromosome 21, are particularly susceptible to Alzheimer's disease. The mouse models that Fisher and Tybulewicz created have allowed scientists to study the genes responsible for complex conditions, which allows her to design synthetic chromosomes for gene therapy.[19][20] Fisher has investigated a series of proteins that are modified by Alzheimer's disease and impacted by trisomy.[21]

Fisher develops new models for Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS) that occurs due to mutations in the gene FUS.[22] ALS is a form of motor neuron disease that occurs during middle age, whereas spinal muscular atrophy is the most common genetic killer of children.[23] Whilst it is well known that certain genes cause motor neuron disease, it is not clear how mutations impact the disease progression. Working with Medical Research Council Harwell; Fisher has looked at the molecular changes that occur during ALS. She has investigated how the RNA-binding protein mutant FUS behaves in mouse models.[24] Fisher serves as a Council Member at the Academy of Medical Sciences.[25]

Selected publications

-   _The sex-determining region of the human Y chromosome encodes a finger protein_[26]
-   _Genealogies of mouse inbred strains_[27]
-   _Mutations in the endosomal ESCRTIII-complex subunit CHMP2B in frontotemporal dementia_[28]

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She was elected a Fellow of the Academy of Medical Sciences (FMedSci) in 2007[29] and a Fellow of the Royal Society of Biology (FRSB) in 2010. She was made a Faculty of 1000 member in 2010.[30] In 2013 she was elected to Academia Net.[31] In 2019 Fisher appeared on _The Life Scientific_.[32]

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title: Elizabeth Fisher (neuroscientist)

question: Who is Elizabeth Mary Claire Fisher?

answer: She is a British geneticist known for her research on how Down syndrome can trigger Alzheimer's and the degeneration of motor neurons during sclerosis.

question: Does she have a PhD?

answer: Yes, Professor Fisher has a PhD by graduating from the Imperial College of London, she attained a postdoctoral fellow at MIT afterward.

question: How important is Fisher's work?

answer: Fisher's research is important enough to earn her a spot on the F1000, an Addgene Blue Flame Award, and she has been featured on Life Scientific.

question: How did Fisher improve gene therapy?

answer: Through mouse models, Fisher and Tybulewicz  have shown that it is possible to introduce human chromosome into mice. This allows her to design synthetic chromosomes for gene therapy.

question: Write a ~2 sentence summary.

answer: British geneticist Elizabeth Mary Claire Fisher, known for her research on how Down syndrome can trigger Alzheimer's and the degeneration of motor neurons during sclerosis, has made significant a contribution to gene therapy by proving that full length human chromosomes can be introduced to rats. This allows her to create synthetic genes which are helpful for people with Downs syndrome which is caused by a trisomy on Chromosome 21.


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The most telling revelation I ever received about Donald Trump was from a New York hedge-fund bro for whom I did some occasional speechwriting. In late summer 2015, I went to him and said, “We have to stop this guy. He’s a billionaire. He could fund his own campaign.” The hedge bro looked at me and laughed: “Trump’s not a billionaire. I’m a billionaire. Trump is a clown, living on credit.”

I was reminded of that by Trump’s Twitter meltdown—a hissy-fit, foot-stomping ragefest against the Supreme Court—after _winning_ a major portion of one case over his mysterious tax returns.

He understands that when his taxes are unraveled before a New York grand jury and the inner workings of his multifarious business schemes are brought into the light of day, the picture won’t be of a successful multibillionaire mogul turned president, but one of that clown, living on credit, a third-rate real-estate developer with a first-rate talent for fleecing banks and vendors.

That’s why Trump sought for so long to hide his tax returns. _He’s just not that rich. _

His accounting firm will likely be revealed to be exploiting every tax loophole up to and over the edge of the law, and he’ll be shown to be a master of the bullshit paper tornado. Of course, we’ll also discover that the supposed audits are just one more lie in an endless chain of lies.

What really bothers Trump, what unsettled him to his core, is that the decision to reveal his taxes to the New York grand jury comes at the same time his political fortunes have taken a nosedive. He knows that as early as January, he could be a former president without Bill Barr running cover for him. He knows that even if he ekes out an unlikely victory in November, Congress now has a pathway to launch a forensic financial colonoscopy of his business affairs.

He has no ambition to truly lead, and God knows he doesn’t give a damn about any kind of policy whatsoever, but is running to save himself.

Trump doesn’t want to win again. He needs to win again.

Give Barr four more years, he thinks, and the Interior Minister will choke out every investigation, and end any hope of understanding the web of lies, venality, and corruption that define this presidency and the man.

The preservation of his image is so high in Trump’s hierarchy of needs that nothing else rivals it. And to be honest, that bullshit image got him a long way; too far, in fact.

Back in 2015 and 2016, we saw the voter interviews and focus groups that showed Republican voters honestly believed the reality-television image they saw of _The Apprentice_ guy. They would straight-facedly say things like “He’s the richest man in America,” “He’s the world’s greatest negotiator,” and “He owns all of Manhattan.” Even when confronted with Trump’s long, long record of incompetence, sleaze bankruptcies, rip-offs, and serial failures, the magical hypnotic power of television overcame all of it.

Pretending he was too rich to be bought was absolutely central to his success in 2016. But Donald Trump would chase a dollar bill on a string through a trailer park, and he’s sold this country on the cheap since his election. That’s why the coming exposure of his finances has shaken Trump. He’s thinking about the actual audits, and real financial and potentially even legal consequences, awaiting him in his post-presidential years.

Trump’s obsession with his image and his brand emerges from his weird, abusive childhood. As details from his niece Mary Trump’s new book emerge, we see a man imitating his father’s fixation on the _image_ of wealth and power. Like Fred Trump, Donald finds the tabloid ideal of himself more appealing than any reality.

Donald Trump has always wanted to portray himself and his projects as the superlative version of everything, even when actual Manhattan builders knew that he was essentially a towering bullshit artist. Mary Trump’s book demonstrated that Donald’s failures started early, and iterated across every single part of his life: personal, professional, and political. He can pose and posture all he wants—the biggest buildings, the biggest dick, the biggest crowds, the best, the first, the most—but it’s all bullshit, piled on top of more bullshit.

The crisp, analytical history from his niece and the coming revelations about his finances are a preview of a future he doesn’t like one bit, as Americans will see for themselves that the seamy, seedy reality of Donald Trump is ugly, small, and dirty.

question: Summarize some of Donald Trump's fears and plans for the next election.

answer: According to the passage, Donald Trump is afraid of making his tax returns public so that he could continue to perpetuate the idea that he is a billionaire. He knows that when his taxes are unraveled in front of a New York grand jury, the image it would paint will be that of a con artist who is skilled in fleecing banks and vendors, not that of a billionaire. Trump is also worried about the timing of the investigation into his finances. The investigation comes at the time his political fortunes are dwindling. Trump's obsession with his image is what brought him success in the 2016 elections and he is hoping to continue to maintain that using every tactic he can to stop the investigation of his finances.

question: Who is spearheading the investigation into Trumps' tax returns?


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I am the captain of my ship and my ship is called destiny

I steer the destiny with the helm-wheel of fate

Battling the waves of life and death

Searching for hopes light that will guide me home

The days catch flung to the watery depths, a cruel injustice

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To the love of my woman and the joy of our children

But there is only darkness now, the storm rages on

No light to be seen. The moon, the stars blotted in tempest ink

The inundation of deaths icy shards fall mercilessly upon me

Destiny coated with glassy refraction, sheen of terrifying beauty

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My thoughts reflect black the inferno cold

The heavens chariots quake the air

Where is hopes lighthouse? I am lost.

“Damn, Fowl Tempest, Gods be damned!” I proclaim

Haunting, ghostly torrential purgatory is their only reply.

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Deaths icy claws shackle me to fate. Cruel tempest

And so bellowed is my defiance to the Bermudan sea “You will not have me!”

And with the ferocity of the storms power in my lungs I state my consternation's triumph

“My name is Ahabe!”

“I am the Captain of Destiny and the Master of Fate, and you will not have me!”

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Blinded, A flash of light strikes the sky in two,

The cracking whip of heavens charioteer lashes the air

My hands break free of their icy shackles, stark horror revealed

The wheel of fate spins effortlessly, destiny glides listless

My fate now clear, Destiny no longer mine

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Behold, revealed in the instant of stricken light, Doom approaches.

Deaths watery tombstone rises before destiny, a captive black swan

A rogue wave of death inescapable howling ever louder in its approach

Piercing my ears, the words from deaths cresting hulk

"Hello, Ahabe, master of fate, captain of destiny.” “I am Death, and no one escapes me.”

title: Master of Fate, Captain of Destiny

question: Why is the Bermudan sea specifically mentioned?

answer: The Bermudan sea is specifically mentioned when Ahabe begins to feel desperate and hopeless, he raises one last challenge to keep his life and his ship. His challenge is bested by Death. The Bermudan sea is probably a reference to the Bermuda Triangle and its unknowable conditions that has claimed multiple ships and numerous lives. Ahabe wants to defy this tradition, but he doesn't survive the storm.

question: Summarize everything that happened to Destiny.

answer: Destiny is a ship used for fishing and captained by Ahabe in the Bermudean sea. It has a helm-wheel and is battling the waves of life and death with its captain. The ship is covered with water. The captain of the ship defy the sea in his moment of hopelessness. After this the captain loses control of Destiny following a violent lightning strike. Another massive wave raises in front of the ship and death takes another victim, destroying Destiny in the process.

question: Explain 'the heavens chariots quake the air' in the story.

answer: This is followed with another reference: "The cracking whip of heavens charioteer lashes the air". Both refer to lightning strikes and thunder that form part of the storm that is raging around Ahabe and his ship.

question: Is Ahabe alone on the ship?

answer: Only Ahabe is mentioned in the story, although there must be more people on board to enable its successful operation. Destiny is a fishing vessel that requires a captain with people reporting to him.

question: How did Ahabe's situation change over time?

answer: Ahabe has a woman and children. He is also the captain of a fishing vessel and, he feels, he is the master of fate. At the start of the story he is on his ship in a storm and his situation grows worse over time. His catch of the day is washed overboard as he thinks of the cruelty of the ocean and his family. He searches for hope in the black of night and amid the downpour. He finds none. He challenges the sea and claims that he is still in control of Destiny. Lightning breaks over his head as he loses control of his ship. A massive wave rises in front of Destiny and Death claims Ahabe as a victim as he mocks his challenge.


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I could feel the heat, the pain, though I touched nothing. It burned in trails down her cheeks. What came down was acid, not the morning dew or the condensation of sorrowful glee. No sound left my mouth, though I screamed and screamed. What noise could I make that would mean anything now? What substance could I fill her ears that could satiate the deafening roar of my actions?

Her hair dark and brown, shone like bronze in the sun as I ran my fingers between its long strands. Her kiss filled my lips with lusciousness and a lingering taste of ripe cherries in the mist. She smiled as she panted in my ear, her perfume sweeter than the air above the mountains, clear and crisp. The smooth glide of our skin, warm and bare and comforting.

Her pale light hair before me, wispy and wavy. Its length too short to inspire in me any heroic aspiration. Fear gripped me, that she would recoil from my touch, the one I had neglected to share for so long and yet so short a time as it was given. Her tears were thundering against the cold hard floor, the tiles shattering under their weight. She whimpered, vainly attempting to muffle her sobs with what fierce pride and dignity remained on her person. How I could think, then, to bask in my own presence. Such was the power I had never known before, to destroy what most could only ever hope to see. The beauty blinded me with its mirror, that I could not fathom breaking it until I did. "How could you?" she would ask, "How could you?"

Thin and hard, such precision was the craft of her body. She slid out of her dress, biting her lip softly, teasing me though I knew I had her. The blood flowing through my veins then was red and hot, and I could see the same color and feel the same warmth in her. There was passion. Fires raging in a pit of wood and oil, softened by cloaks of brilliant night sky. She moaned, and clasped her arms around me tighter and tighter. She opened her eyes, sparingly, to gaze into mine. The deep blue filled me, until I had disappeared into its void.

She looked up, and though clouded with the storm of her anguish, enough to encompass that which I should have had but lacked, I saw the blue, a lighter shade, and yet fell no distance, entered no void. Then I knew, my heart had grown cold and hard and dead, and she had brought life back to it, so that I might live knowing that hers had died and that I had killed it.

There were two departures, separate and with time between. All that remained was the fog of the steam that had risen from what was aflame. The fire had meant nothing, yet I knew before I stoked it. I had a home where my warmth and my comfort could live and stay and grow, and in my hubris, I had burned it down.

"How could you?"

I couldn't, but I did not know then. I did not know the shame, nor its titanic weight, nor how long it would sit dormant, waiting for me to catch up. I carry it upon my shoulders now, and though I may cast aside small bits at a time, it is ever with me until my final breath, wherein I may perhaps find some forgiveness, both hers and mine.

title: Shame

question: Why was the woman crying?

answer: This information can't be found.

question: What relationship does the woman share with the narrator?

answer: The woman was the narrator's lover.

question: Were the two in love?

answer: Yes.

question: What were the narrator's actions?

answer: This information can't be found.

question: Write a ~4 sentence summary.

answer:
As the woman cried, the narrator thinks of what could make her forget his actions. She cries asking him "How could you?" Her eyes were sparkling, gazing into his.
The narrator's heart had grown cold and had no answer.