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TRPC is a family of transient receptor potential cation channels in animals.

TRPC channels form the subfamily of channels in humans most closely related to drosophila TRP channels. Structurally, members of this family possess a number of similar characteristics, including 3 or 4 ankyrin repeats near the N-terminus and a TRP box motif containing the invariant EWKFAR sequence at the proximal C-terminus. These channels are non-selectively permeable to cations, with a prevalence of calcium over sodium variable among the different members. Many of TRPC channel subunits are able to coassemble.[1] The predominant TRPC channels in the mammalian brain are the TRPC 1,4 and 5 and they are densely expressed in corticolimbic brain regions, like the hippocampus, prefrontal cortex and lateral septum.[2][3] These 3 channels are activated by the metabotropic glutamate receptor 1 agonist dihydroxyphenylglycine.[4]

In general, TRPC channels can be activated by phospholipase C stimulation, with some members also activated by diacylglycerol. There is at least one report that TRPC1 is also activated by stretching of the membrane and TRPC5 channels are activated by extracellular reduced thioredoxin.[5]

It has long been proposed that TRPC channels underlie the calcium release activated channels observed in many cell types.[6] These channels open due to the depletion of intracellular calcium stores. Two other proteins, stromal interaction molecules (STIMs) and Orais, however, have more recently been implicated in this process. STIM1 and TRPC1 can coassemble, complicating the understanding of this phenomenon.[7]

TRPC6 has been implicated in late onset Alzheimer's disease.[8]

Role in cardiomyopathies

Research on the role of TRPC channels in cardiomyopathies is still in progress. An upregulation of TRPC1, TRPC3, and TRPC6 genes are seen in heart disease states including fibroblast formation and cardiovascular disease. The TRPC channels are suspected of responding to an overload of hormonal and mechanical stimulation in cardiovascular disease, contributing to pathological remodelling of the heart.[9]

TRPC1 channels are activated by receptors coupled to phospholipase C (PLC), mechanical stimulation, and depletion of intracellular calcium stores. TRPC1 channels are found on cardiomyocytes, smooth muscle, and endothelial cells.[10] Upon stimulation of these channels in cardiovascular disease, there is an increase in hypertension and cardiac hypertrophy.[11] TRPC1 channels mediate smooth muscle proliferation in the presence of pathological stimuli which contributes to hypertension. Mice with myocardial hypertrophy exhibit increased expression of TRPC1. The deletion of the TRPC1 gene in these mice resulted in reduced hypertrophy upon stimulation with hypertrophic stimuli, inferring that TRPC1 has a role in the progression of cardiac hypertrophy.[12]

TRPC3 and TRPC6 channels are activated by PLC stimulation and diacylglycerol (DAG) production.[13] Both these TRPC channel types play a role in cardiac hypertrophy and vascular disease like TRPC1. In addition, TRPC3 is upregulated in the atria of patients with atrial fibrillation (AF).[14] TRPC3 regulates angiotensin II-induced cardiac hypertrophy which contributes to the formation of fibroblasts. Accumulation of fibroblasts in the heart can manifest into AF. Experiments blocking TRPC3 show a decrease in fibroblast formation and reduced AF susceptibility.[15]

TRPC1, TRPC3, and TRPC6 channels are all involved in cardiac hypertrophy. The mechanism of how TRPC channels promote cardiac hypertrophy is through activation of the calcineurin pathway and the downstream transcription factor nuclear factor of activated T-cells (NFAT).[16]

Pathological stress or hypertrophic agonists will trigger G-protein coupled receptors (GPCRs) and activates PLC to form DAG and inositol triphosphate (IP3).[17] IP3 promotes the release of internal calcium stores and the influx of calcium via TRPC. When intracellular calcium reaches a threshold, it will activate the calcineurin /NFAT pathway. DAG activates the calcineurin/NFAT pathway directly.[18] NFAT translocate into the nucleus and induce gene transcription of more TRPC genes. This creates a positive feedback loop, leading to a state of hypertrophic gene expression and thus, cardiac growth and remodelling of the heart.[19] TRPC channel's involvement in well studied signaling pathways and significance in gene impact on human diseases make it a potential target for drug therapy.[20] TRPC has been shown to potentiate inhibition in the olfactory bulb circuit, providing a mechanism for improving olfactory abilities.[21]

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title: TRPC

question: What is the role of the TRPC channels in cardiomyopathies?

answer: Research on the role of TRPC channels in cardiomyopathies is still in progress. Three different TRPC genes are seen in heart disease states including fibroblast formation and cardiovascular disease. The TRPC channels are suspected of responding to an overload of hormonal and mechanical stimulation in cardiovascular disease, contributing to pathological remodeling of the heart.


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Got bored, so I decided to write a short story. I really hope these lines don't look stupid. Let me know what you think.

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Day 30

I started to put up a radio transmission to see if anyone will pick it up but it's not looking good. Its also been thirty days since we last spoke. I had forgot what it's like to be alone. Not sure why I'm writing this but it feels like it helps me get through it all. I hope to see you again.
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(radio transmission)

(If you can hear this and you need help leave a sign in the middle of grand street, after that go to the library and wait. If I don't contact you within two days then leave, I shouldn't have to tell you what happened or whats going to happen to me if I don't get in contact with you.)
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Day 43

Its been thirteen days since I last wrote in this thing. I thought I was going to have some meat three days ago but it was taken by a pack of dogs. Still nothing from the radio transmission I put up, I fear that it doesn't travel very far. Going to look for a way to boost the signal. I wish you were still here, you would know what to do.
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Day 44

I was checking to see if someone got the message and there it was. In the middle of the road just like I had asked in the transmission. I'm getting ready to go to the library now.
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Day 45

Why, why did I say the library? I could have said anything else. That same day I went to the library and started to check around and couldn't find them on the first floor so I went downstairs looked around for a bit. Seen a room with a some what closed door, I went to check it out and I found them, it was an entire family. They looked like they were killed but not by thee infected, then I notice something moving around. I got my gun ready, I didn't know what was about to come out but I thought It was going to be me or it. After a few minutes of silence I started to back away slowly.

I was almost out of the room when he came out of hiding, it was a kid! the horror in the boys eyes was so much it sent chills down my back. He started to run towards me and I put my gun in his face yelling "Get back!" he looked at me and just started to cry. I wanted to help him but I couldn't tell if he was infected or not. I was about to ask him if he was bitten but he yelled "Mom!" I knew she was behind me! I gripped my gun and turned around, She stood there for a minute as if she was fighting it, but she was fighting it! she held on long enough to say "kill me".

So I took aim and fired, the boy screamed "Why did you do that!" I told him "you're old enough to know what she was about to become!" he just stood there with tears flowing down his face. I said to him "You can come with me or you can stay here? It's your decision." I started to leave the library and he followed.
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Day 55

The boy has been depressed since the library. I bring him food and water, I try to get him to talk but after what I did I don't blame him for not speaking to me. But I tell him every time I go out to scavenge for food "If I don't come back you will have to do this on your own." he just looks at me as if he wants to die.
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Day 57

I come back from scavenging and I see the boy outside just looking at the sun. I think this is improvement. I say "hello" but he just goes back inside.
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Day 70

The boy seems to have finally moved on from what happened at the library. We talk every now and then, he told me about how they got here and where they came from. He said they were from Stillwater but they had to leave because it was over run with thee infected and he said the way here was not as straight forward as his parents thought it would have been. He said they had to go through Marland for some reason.
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Day 80

The boy came up to me today and said it was his birthday, I laughed and told him I will try and find him something. I asked him how old he was, he told me he was thirteen today and that he wanted to give his family a proper burial. I told him it would be difficult but, we can try. When I went out to find food I also found a Rubik's Cube for the boy to toy around with, not the finest thing but I think he will like.

When I got back I told him that he would have to help carry the bodies he seemed fine with it. We found a place to bury them, it was near a bridge, he said this is where they spent there last night together, he said they were so excited to hear the transmission that they joked about how much they were going to eat and how this this could be the salvation they were looking for. After we buried them no words were said. When we got back to the old church I gave him the cube and asked him his name he said "You have been taking care of me for what seems like over a month and you're just now asking my name! It's Adam, you?". We laughed for what seemed like ten minutes straight.

Then he asked for my name again but it's been so long since I even thought about my name that I had forgot it. I told him "I don't know.", he said "How do you forget your name?" I said "I don't know."
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Day 92

I started to show Adam where I scavenge and where I hunt and what I use to hunt, he asked why I didn't just use my gun. I told him it was to loud and thee infected would hear.
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Day 101

We seen a plane today, Adam said it was like a glorious sign from god and then asked me what we should do. I said "There was no indication that they were going to land anywhere near here." and that we should go about our day. on our way back to the church we see a sign in the middle of the road and for some reason Adam start to cry. I take a closer look at the sign, it was the one his family used. I told him it's okay and to go back to the church, with tears flowing down his face he said "okay".

I went to the library and looked around and found three men and two women, I asked if they had been bitten, they said no and that they were starving but, they didn't look like they were starving. I went ahead and gave them some food and water,they said they were from Kansas and that they found a plane and that it took them three months to fix it up. Against my better judgement I brought them back to the church, they introduced themselves as Jake, Tom, Jack, Daisy, and Jessica. It seemed that Jack was the one in charge. But I don't know.
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Day 103

I was woken up by Adam screams, I got my gun and went to the screams, I see Jake and Tom trying to take Adam, Jake only sees me for a moment before I shoot. Tom looked at me and let go of Adam. Adam says "They have almost all of the food and water!" I take aim at Tom and say "Where did they go! Five, four, three, two, one!" he screams "Okay, Okay I'll tell you! They went back to the library, and we were going to take the kid because we thought you wouldn't be able to take care of him for much longer!" I told him "They should have chosen some place else to hide." and I pull the trigger.

I told Adam to stay at the church and if I didn't come back that he should get as much food and water as he can carry and go. It was a full moon that night, when I got near the post office, I decided to climb to the top to get a better look, I look through my scope and see Daisy by the south entrance, I decided to shoot her leg but it looked like it went straight through and hit her other leg. Just as I thought, someone came out to help her, it was Jessica, I take her out with one shot and finish off Daisy. I waited for ten minutes but, Jack didn't come out.

So I had to move in. I got into the library and start to look for him as fast as I can, I was going about it sloppy as well, the reason being that thee infected were coming. I went downstairs to check and he was in the same room as Adams family was, he look at me with fear in his eyes and said "Why did you kill Daisy! She was pregnant!" and I realized that it was not fear in his eyes, it was sadness, and I demanded to know where the food and water was.

He showed me and I showed no mercy and shot him dead.
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Day 105

I have taken down the radio transmission, the library has been over run with the infected. I also have been thinking about my humanity and whats happening to it. I felt almost nothing when I killed them. On another note, Ponca City seems to be getting more and more Dangerous by the day. I fear we will not be able to stay here much longer.
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Day 117

While me and Adam were out scavenging we heard a radio go off, and it spoke of a haven in California.
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(radio transmission)

(We just found out how to boost the signal! To anyone who can hear this, it's safe in California, San Francisco to be exact! When you get here we are in The Golden Gate park! We have not seen the infected for months!)

To be continued........

title: The Diary

question: Describe the outcome of the radio transmission

answer: Two weeks after the narrator sends the transmission, she sees a sign in the middle of Grand Street. She proceeds to the library and finds no one on the first floor. She goes down a flight of steps and finds the bodies of a family. She comes across a young boy who is still fit and alive. She has to kill his mother to save their lives.


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[400 px|The Altarpiece of the Holy Trinity (Master of the Litoměřice Altarpiece), National Gallery Prague] The ALTARPIECE OF THE HOLY TRINITY is a work by the Master of the Litoměřice Altarpiece dating from around 1520. It is on display in the permanent collection of the National Gallery in Prague.

History and description

The three-part altarpiece with wings painted on both sides was part of the Schäffner collection. It was purchased for the Collection of Old Art from J. Kretschmer in Prague in 1937. The relatively small size of the stand suggests that it was originally meant for the side altar of a church or else for a private domestic chapel.

The altarpiece is composed of a central panel measuring 128.5 x 76 cm and two hinged wings 39 cm wide. The _Throne of Grace_ (in Latin ‘Thronus gratiae’, in German ‘Gnadenstuhl’, in French ‘Trône de grâce’) depicted on the central panel is an iconographical type used in around 1120 in the Cambrai Missal.[1] It is accompanied by images of the Virgin Mary in a Wheat-ear Dress (in German: “Maria im Ährenkleid”) and St Barbara.

In the bottom left-hand corner there kneels a donor in late-gothic clothes and short hair adoring the Holy Trinity with clasped hands. The enthroned God the Father with a Papal tiara on his head shows the faithful his crucified son, thus inviting them to personally contemplate on God's mercy that, for the salvation of humanity, sacrificed Jesus Christ. The faithful are meant to participate in, or at least better comprehend, the grief of the Father at the loss of his only Son who was sacrificed for our redemption. The tortured body of Christ - the Man of Sorrows is the ‘vir dolorum’ of Isaiah’s prophecy about the suffering servant.[2] The dove above the head of God the Father symbolises the Holy Spirit.

The altarpiece is a unique arrangement of symbols. On the right wing there is the Madonna in the Wheat-ear Dress, her hands clasped in prayer, in a dress decorated with ears of wheat and in a gilt-hemmed bodice that has, here, replaced the usual collar with sunrays. Along with images of the Madonna as a servant in the temple, this Marian motif is typical of the early 15th century. The theological reference to the portrayal of the Virgin Mary appears in the Song of Solomon 7;2: ‘Your belly is a heap of wheat encircledwith lilies’.[3] Here, the Virgin Mary is identified with the earth bearing its fruits even without being sown; she is seen as an unploughed field that, even so, brings forth ears of wheat because it is the field of God. The ears of wheat themselves symbolise the body of Christ (the living Eucharist), the Bread of Angels and the wisdom of God.[4] The motif of the sunray collar also has its symbolic origin in the Song of Solomon (6:10):‘You are as majestic as the morning sky — glorious as the moon — blinding as the sun!’.[5] In European culture, the characteristically waving hair symbolises virginity, though also obedience and devotion to the Grace of God that created the Son of God.[6]

On the left wing there is St Barbara in period clothes carrying a chalice and host. St Barbara, a virgin and martyr and one of the Fourteen Holy Helpers, was popular in the Middle Ages as the Patron of Good Death to whom people turned in difficult moments such as during plague epidemics. It is said of St Barbara that, out of reverence towards the Holy Trinity, she had a third window created in the building where she was imprisoned.[7]

On the rear of the hinged panels there are the Bohemian patron saints – on the left is St Wenceslaus in a ducal hat, with a banner bearing the St Wenceslaus eagle and in period Renaissance armour and a white tunic. On the left there is King Sigismund of Burgundy with his attributes – a royal crown, orb and sceptre. The remains of both saints are placed in St Vitus Cathedral and were already the object of worship under the reign of Charles IV. Vladislaus II Jagiellon consciously followed on in the older tradition dating from the era of the Luxembourg dynasty, having the same patron saints painted on his Křivoklát Castle Altarpiece.

Composition and style

The Master of the Litoměřice Altar's facial type is characterised by slender noses, plastically modelled faces with rounded chins and accentuated eyelids. His figures have soft wavy whiskers and hair. The painting technique used in highlighting the muscles and anatomical details reveals the underdrawing shining through in places. The painter's heightened interest in realist depiction is clear, for example, in the painting of the hands that are no longer indicated in outline but have correctly depicted joints and muscles. Light stems from a single source and, together with colour, creates volumes and softens the silhouettes. Figures cast real shadows.[8]

The composition of the central picture has a decorative symmetry and uses the contrast and combination of unusual colours in order to accentuate the plastic effect of Christ's body.[9] Out of the sulphur-yellow heavenly glow there extends out towards us the red protective cloak of God the Father that contrasts in its colour with the whitish gown spread over his knees. The violet hue of the gown, caused by the use of fluorite pigment, is typical of the Master of the Litoměřice Altarpiece, however it also appears in south German and Tyrolian painting at the turn of the 16th century.[10]

The style of the drapery with its long parallel folds is more natural and doesn't cover the bodily quality of the figures and their verticality, but on the contrary accentuates them. The stylistic transformation and Renaissance style that was imported to Bohemia from Saxony, replacing the earlier Gothic dramatic tension, is characterised by a static quality and symmetry of the composition, less interest in spatial concerns and an overall calming of the image's character.[11]

[1] Bibliothèque Municipale de Cambrai Ms.234, fol.2r.

[2] Jan Klípa, Obraz svaté Trojice ve výtvarném umění

[3] [https://biblehub.com/esv/songs/7.htm, Song of Solomon 7, Bible hub]

[4] Fialová P, 1995, p. 130

[5] Song of Solomon 6;10, Bible hub

[6] Štajnochr V, 2000, p. 221.

[7] Hall 2014, p. 70–71.

[8] Pešina J, 1950, p. 53

[9] Pešina J, 1985, p. 367

[10] Spring, M. 'Occurrences of the Purple Pigment Fluorite on Paintings in the National Gallery'. National Gallery Technical Bulletin Vol 21, pp 20–27

[11] Pešina J, 1950, pp. 60-61, 121

question: What does the text say about the Altarpiece of the Holy Trinity?

answer: It's a relatively smaller piece, meant for the side altar of a church or a private domestic chapel, dating from around 1520. It's currently in the permanent collection of the National Gallery in Prague. The central panel shows the Throne of Grace, accompanied by the Virgin Mary and St. Barbara on each side. The central panel depicts Christ on a cross, placed in front of his grieving father. The right-wing of the piece shows Madonna with symbolic references to the Song of Solomon. The left-wing shows St. Barbara with a chalice and host. She's known as the Patron of Good Death, and people turned to her during the plague and similar times. The drawing is realistic, portraying accurate anatomic details and light coming from a singular source. The Renaissance style is characterized by a static quality and symmetric composition.

question: What does the article say about divine grace?


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ANDREW VAN BUREN is a British multi skilled performer, illusionist, plate spinner and showman who specialises in presenting large-scale illusions, plate spinning routines, magic, juggling and circus style skills in all type of performance venues.

Biography

Andrew Van Buren spent his childhood touring the world with his parents' Fred Van Buren and Greta's magic and illusion show. Having been taken on stage for the first time at just six weeks old, he learned his trade growing up in theatres and circus, on-stage, off-stage and backstage as well as gaining experience in fairgrounds and on multiple television and film sets. During this time he teamed up with an Hungarian State Circus artiste who taught him the art of trick cycling, which led to his performing unicycling, juggling and plate spinning with real breakable plates.

Andrew now tours his own shows and specialises in theatre, corporate and cabaret settings, cruise liners, television and outdoor events. Other than in a performer capacity he is also associated with and runs several ongoing parallel entertainment industry based projects.

Andrew has a daughter with his long time partner and stage assistant Allyson Ford.

Key Past Venues and Projects

Van Buren and his team have performed around the world, notably at the Brit Awards in the London Arena, the 2002 Commonwealth Games and before members of the British Royal family at World Expo in Seville, Spain. He has regularly performed with and made appear, disappear and float in mid-air the cast of British soap opera _Coronation Street_, comedian Peter Kay and Lulu. He has worked in British venues including The Royal Albert Hall and Wembley Arena in London, as well as regularly performing on international cruise ships and regularly presenting shows in the United Arab Emirates. Andrew also has advised in the television and film industry, for resident shows, bespoke productions and theatre tours, including for The Royal Shakespeare Company.

On 8 September 2011 Van Buren presented the opening show of the New Mitchell Arts theatre in his home area of Hanley Stoke-on-Trent England - the first theatre stage he worked on as a child solo performer, returning 30 years later to present one of his illusion shows as the launch of the new £4 million refit venue.

During 2013 amongst other projects Van Buren rescued and worked as Magic consultant, stagecraft choreographer and adviser on the show Houdini, which toured theatres in the UK - written by and starring BAFTA winning actor, writer, director and producer Stuart Brennan, with Jamie Nichols as Houdini and the Harry Potter Film actress Evanna Lynch as Bess Houdini, the play received strong reviews with The Stage Newspaper referred to the play as “a delicious piece of theatre that combines great drama with a generous helping of tricks and illusions”.

The Early Years

After touring with his parents shows Andrew headed off performing on his own at a young age. He started off at the bottom of the showbusiness ladder working in nightclubs, raves and clubs, until he got the break into a new level of show, he was asked to represent Great Britain at World Expo before Prince Charles and Diana Princess of Wales. From this point Andrew was offered a nine and a half week tour with Music Hall Legend Danny La Rue, the nine and a half weeks ended up nearly three years touring the biggest UK theatres with the Danny La Rue show. From this new theatre tours and Summer Season shows poured in, allowing Andrew to work alongside veteran theatre and television stars of the time, including John Inman, Little and Large, Cannon and Ball, Hinge and Bracket, The Nolan Sisters, Jimmy Cricket, Ray Alan and Lord Charles, Paul Daniels, plus from the pop music industry Bucks Fizz, Erasure and many more. These shows paved the way for Andrew to upscale his own shows to a grander scale and in new directions. Seeing that there were less traditional variety shows and summer season shows, Andrew headed into corporate events with his plate spinning, working for large global companies at their conventions, conferences and meetings, often alongside the companies CEOs, also then touring his own themed magic and illusion shows, often combined with his circus skills.

21st Century Magic Illusion Show spectaculars

Andrew Van Buren presented a large-scale magic illusion show called Van Buren's Abracadabra Magic Around The World in Blackpool Tower Circus during the 2007 season supported by a cast of 24 international performers and numerous large-scale illusions themed to a journey around the world. Van Buren and his team have also made regular appearances in the Middle East - UAE, Dubai, Doha, Sharjah, etc. with their themed magic illusions and circus skills mixed into their shows, as well as regular performances on some of the world's largest luxury cruise liners.

In partnership with Gandey World Class Productions in 2013 Van Buren & Gandeys launched The Victorian Wonders Carnival Show - The tented show description is “a mixture of Victorian Steampunk wonders mixed with elements of a theatrical play, sideshows and a large-scale magic and illusion show with the showmanship of the fairground”. Its first performance was at the Brighton Festival before launching it on its still ongoing world tour, currently based in the Middle East and Far East as well as touring with Cirque Surreal.

Alongside “Van Buren & Gandeys touring Victorian Wonders Carnival”, Andrew and Allyson are currently themselves personally touring the UK with their Outdoor arena show - “Van Buren's Victorian Wonders Show” performed at fetes, carnivals, festivals, Rallies, agricultural and all forms of outdoor event. This show is performed from their touring Art Nouveau theatre stage.

Affiliations

The Magic Circle - Andrew is one of only a few Gold Star members of The Inner Magic Circle - Andrew Van Buren MIMC.

Equity Andrew is a long standing member of Equity The Actors union.

“Association of Independent Showmen” (AIS) - Andrew is a member of the fairground outdoor events industry body the Association of Independent Showmen.

Grand Order of Water Rats - Andrew Van Buren is a long-standing member of the Theatrical showbusiness charity organisation The Grand Order of Water Rats.

Allyson is a member of the Grand Order of Lady Ratlings.

“Big Top Label” Rating System for European Circus. Andrew is a Committee Member of The Big Top Label, the Michelin star of circus arts, an independent quality assurance system guaranteeing quality circus art and no maltreatment of animals. Created by Mr. István Ujhelyi, Member of the European Parliament.

“The Philip Astley Project”. Andrew is Director of The Philip Astley Project.

Andrew also advises and sits on the council and committees of several event organising groups and organisations.

The Philip Astley Project

Alongside running the Van Buren Organisation and his other projects Andrew is continuing an on going quest to gain the inventor of the modern circus Philip Astley greater recognition, which was started in 1981 when Andrew's father Fred Van Buren helped to create and themed Philip Astley / Circus the Newcastle-under-Lyme carnival in the UK.

Philip Astley was born in Newcastle-under-Lyme UK, which gives an even greater location connection for Andrew. In 1992 Andrew commissioned a portable life size statue to be made of Philip Astley, then alongside his father they created and developed a Summer of Astley events celebrating the 250th anniversary of Philip Astley's Birth. Over the years Andrew has become an expert on the life & legacy of the “original ringmaster” Philip Astley.

In 2009 Andrew Van Buren started a third personal attempt to not only raise awareness in Philip Astley and his legacy but also attempting to give Newcastle-under-Lyme a unique selling point to create tourism, this resulted in Andrew Van Buren and Cllr Wenslie Naylon creating the Philip Astley Project. Andrew is Director “Ringmaster”.

The Philip Astley Project working committee alongside Cllr Wenslie Naylon and Andrew includes: Appetite, The Brampton Museum, The Friends of Brampton Museum, Keele university, Staffordshire University, Newcastle-under-Lyme Borough Council, Newcastle-under-Lyme Business Improvement District, Newcastle-under-Lyme Civic Society, Newcastle-under-Lyme College and Performing Arts Centre, New Vic Theatre, Staffordshire Film Archive, Staffordshire Libraries and Information Services, The Van Buren Organisation. Working together they are creating events, overseeing art installations, uniting archives, developing exhibitions and curating cultural and heritage links globally.

In 2017 The Philip Astley Project worked in conjunction with Manchester Metropolitan University and Federal University of Bahia (UFBA) Brazil to create the first Philip Astley & the Legacy of the Modern Circus Symposium.

During 2018 over 100 Astley events celebrated the 250th anniversary of the first modern circus. These included Andrew unveiling a plaque to Astley and the 250th anniversary of Modern Circus in Monte Carlo with Prince Albert II, Prince of Monaco and Princess Stéphanie of Monaco. During the anniversary year Andrew oversaw the unveiling of monuments in Newcastle-under-Lyme which generated news items and articles worldwide.

Andrew worked as adviser on the 2019 published hardback book The First Showman by New York Times Best Selling Author Karl Shaw, which tells the story of Philip Astley as well as Andrew's journey to gain Astley and his birthplace of Newcastle-under-Lyme recognition on the global map.

Illusionist and TV's Plate Spinner Television Appearances

Van Buren has appeared as the plate spinner, illusionist, and special guest on numerous television programmes including Chat Shows, Gameshows, News shows, TV specials and pop music videos.

Regular repeat appearances on BBC TV Blue Peter, the first Blue Peter appearance was broadcast live from World Expo in Seville Spain where Andrew was representing Great Britain performing for Prince Charles & Princess Diana. ITV Cilla Black's _Moment of Truth_, _Ant & Dec's Saturday Night Takeaway_, _The Generation Game_, CBBC’s children's variety show _The Slammer_. Plus appearances on Noel Edmonds' _Telly Years_, and _CBBC Best of Friends_, _The Des O'Connor Show_, “Every Home Should Have One” series, CH4 Big Breakfast, and BBC _The Money Programme_ as the corporate businessman / magician / plate spinner in the “Enron Special”, “The Banks that Robbed the World” and “Money Programme Special”. He also appeared on the opening credits and all of the links for the 20 episode series _Spin Cities_ alongside international DJ Judge Jules as well as repeat appearances on Dubai UAE and Sharjah UAE TV.

Advertising: Van Buren has provided many circus skills appearances for the City of Culture adverts, Habitat adverts, Senate Services, plus more recently provided pizza spinning for the superstore Morrisons ident adverts “Pizza spinner” either side of the _Ant & Dec's Saturday Night Takeaway_ TV show.

Music Video's include Charlotte Church's song “Call My Name” and appearances on CD-UK.

In 2015, Andrew starred alongside Stephen Mulhern & Sherrie Hewson plate spinning on ITV variety show _Get Your Act Together_ with American magicians Penn & Tellar, Singer - Songwriter Brian McFadden, glamour model Danielle Lloyd, Welsh rugby player Gareth Thomas, and singer Ray Quinn.

In January 2016 Andrew featured in an at the time ground breaking special 360 degree interactive film of BBC Breakfast News behind the studio scenes.

On 1 April 2018 Andrew and his assistant Allyson made a return appearance featured on the new version of BBC Generation Game with their Generation Game Show classic of the plate spinning with contestants smashing dozens of plates. The two episode show was hosted by Mel Giedroyc and Sue Perkins alongside Potters Wheel expert, comedian and actor Johnny Vegas plus Spandau Ballett's Martin Kemp.

Also during 2018 Andrew made repeated appearances on multiple TV and Radio News items around the world promoting the 250th anniversary of Modern Day Circus and its founder Philip Astley.

The 2018 World Juggling Tour film took covered twenty countries including Monaco, Russia, America, etc.

During 2019 Andrew Van Buren and Allyson were featured on the Channel 4 series Extreme Cake Makers which showed behind the scenes of the Van Buren Studio's as well as the creation of the Extreme Philip Astley Cake, commissioned by Andrew and created by award winning cake maker Suzanne Thorp of The Frostery.

Family History

_The Van Buren Story_, a documentary produced by Professor Ray Johnson MBE of Staffordshire Film Archive was released on DVD during 2010, with a new updated Directors Cut released in 2019.

Broadcast 13th November 2020 Andrew was interviewed by the 'Panto Podcast' online, in which he talked in depth about life growing up in show business, his families history, life behind the scenes and touring his shows.

title: Andrew Van Buren

question: What does the article say about Andrew Van Buren's influences?

answer: Van Buren learned his trade by touring with his parents' magic and illusion show as a child. A Hungarian State Circus artiste taught him the art of trick cycling.

question: What does the article say about what it takes to be a good magician?


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Last week, a reaction by a developer evangelist at SendGrid to sexual innuendo at the PyCon conference sparked a furor that left both her and one of the jokers out of their jobs, and left many people wondering about the sorry state of online decency.

[Adria Richards]Adria Richards was the subject of widespread online criticism for her decision to flag the jokers on Twitter. Her employer sided with the mob, and fired her for alienating the broader developer community with her act of “public shaming.”

Richards had gone quiet since the craziness of last week, but today she put out a public statement. Those who are expecting a play-by-play, point-by-point rebuttal and defense will be disappointed.

However, Richards proposed that she work to promote inclusivity within the developer community to create “a diverse, core group of individuals that comes together in a spirit of healing and openness to devise answers to the many questions that have arisen in the last week.”

Here’s the statement:

  Those who know me well in the the developer and tech community recognize that I have always tried to conduct myself in a way that builds bridges for everyone. My central aim is to do everything I can to help create new, inclusive inroads for all, no matter who they are, where they come from or what they believe. Development is about innovation, creativity, and in a grand sense, the betterment of human society through technology. So, it stands to reason that everyone should have a seat at the table, and everyone involved in this vital community should feel welcome, safe and respected. In essence, the worldwide community of developers can and should function as a reflection of what our wider society strives to be.

  I cannot comment at this time on the specifics of what occurred at PyCon on March 17, and the subsequent events of the following days, but I can offer some general thoughts. I don’t think anyone who was part of what happened at PyCon that day could possibly have imagined how this issue would have exploded into the public consciousness the way it has. I certainly did not, and now that the severest of consequences have manifested, all I wish to do is find the good in what has been one of the most challenging weeks of my life.

  And I do believe there is good to be found in this situation. Debate and recrimination can and must give way to dialog that explores the root causes of these issues in the tech industry. As developers and members of the startup community, we can welcome newcomers, women and people of color who, as of now, are under-represented in our ranks. And, all of us can learn a great deal from those who are well-established in the field. We can solidify the values of our workplaces (yes, conference spaces are workplaces!), and set new, positive and inclusive examples for other professional disciplines.

  What happened at PyCon has cast a spotlight on a range of deep issues and problems in the developer world. As ugly as this situation has become, all of these issues have reasonable, and, I think, easily reached solutions that will help us cast conflict aside and construct a more cohesive and welcoming professional environment based on respect, trust and open communication. I do not, at this time, wish to concentrate on the fallout of the last several days. Instead, I want to be an integral part of a diverse, core group of individuals that comes together in a spirit of healing and openness to devise answers to the many questions that have arisen in the last week. Together, we can work to make the tech world a better place to work for everyone, and in doing so, we make the wider world a better place for all.

Tagged with: Adria Richards, developer community, public shaming, PyCon, SendGrid, Twitter

question: Summarize the salient points in Adria Richards' public statement.

answer:
Adria Richardsons' public statement reminded her fellow developers and techies what she had always strived for within the community - inclusiveness, innovation, creativity, and betterment of human society through technology. She stated that she wants everyone to have a seat at the table regardless of who they are and where they've come from.
Adria refused to comment on the specifics of the PyCon situation and the subsequent events. She acknowledged that the recent events at the PyCon have shown the depth of the issues and problems facing the developers' world. However, according to her statement, she hoped that the fallout will create respect, trust, and open communication about the community.

question: Why has Adria Richards refused to explain her side of the story when it comes to the happenings at the PyCon event.


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Nanny Caitlin drove silently in the passenger seat. It was a day like any other. Too bright for the task at hand. “Where are we going?” Nay Nay asked the driver. Nancy, was her name. but little Nancy thought her name was too somber and grown up of a name for a cute little girl like herself. As a solution she requested everyone call her Nay Nay. “I am now Nay Nay,” she announced one day during their breakfast. Everyone nodded and since then has been Nay Nay. “Jeeves?” little Nay Nay prodded. The somber man twitched his mustache. He was an older man, gray lightly snowed his brown hair. Despite his shave that morning he already had some stubble growing in – gray and dark brown. His hands curled and uncurled on the steering wheel, his knuckles lightly whitening. He avoided the little girl’s big brown eyes. “Nanny, where are we going?” she asked, seeing the man she called Jeeves as a game wasn’t going to answer.

“You will see soon enough Miss Nay Nay,” Nanny said. She looked back slightly to nod at her young mistress. Caitlin was a governess more than a nanny but little Nancy called her Nanny as long as Caitlin could remember.
Today little Nay Nay decided to look extra pretty for their very special trip. Caitlin had worn her hair back in a stern bun with dark sunglasses. She wore a navy skirt suit with black stockings and pumps. For being only 26, she looked much older today. So seeing as how Nanny Caitlin dressed up, Nay Nay saw it only fitting if she dressed up as well.

She wore a yellow sleeveless dress with light blue flowers with a white belt. Her long black burly hair was adorned by a yellow bow that tied back her bangs and she wore light blue little rubber boots on her feet to match her flowers. She twirled in front of the mirror, inspecting her outfit earlier that morning. “Does this look nice?” she had asked Nanny Caitlin.

“It looks beautiful Miss Nay Nay,” she had said. Caitlin stood behind her mistress facing the mirror and put her hand on the little girl’s head.

 Nay Nay’s cheeks reddened with joy and love for her Nanny. She turned to Caitlin and hugged her legs. “I love you Nanny Caitlin. So much,” she said lovingly. Her small hands gripped the hem of Caitlin’s skirt and her big brown eye twinkled.

“I love you too little mistress,” Caitlin had said.

Now as they were nearing their destination, Caitlin cleared her throat. Miss Nay Nay’s parents didn’t even say good bye, she thought.

As they neared the building it was as if the weather finally caught up with the solemnity of the situation at hand. Clouds formed overhead and a gray replaced the yellow. Very serious black gates opened, like a mouth awaiting its meal. There was no landscape to speak of; a patch of cement crudely and hastily laid improvised as a parking lot. Dry and motionless dirt with patches of dying grass and overrun with weeds surrounded the very lone and haunted building.

Nay Nay was not deterred, her chipper attitude still in place when Jeeves brought the car to a bouncy halt on the uneven cement. It’s time, Caitlin somberly thought. She fixed her dark sunglasses despite the cloudy weather and helped Miss Nay Nay out.

Nay Nay stood facing the enormous concrete building. At first glance, it appeared to be a two story building. Two windows on either side of the large centered door stared Nay Nay down. They were higher up – as if on the second floor – with bars on them in a tic-tac-toe pattern. Nay Nay felt a chill pass through her small frame and she rubbed her arms in slight anxiousness. She was determined to be a brave girl. You can do this Nay Nay, she told herself.

Caitlin put her hand reassuringly on the little girl’s head and gently lead her in, the building loomed over Nay Nay as she craned her neck back to see the very top. It was all one floor with ceilings so high Nay Nay could barely see the top. Upon entering the building the temperature suddenly dropped tremendously. Little Nay Nay shivered as her arms got goose bumps. She rubbed them more and she breathed out as she watched her breath form into a puff of white clouds before her. “It’s so cold Nanny,” she said huddling to her leg. Caitlin stepped away as a man and woman came forth.

They wore stained white coats with masks over their faces and gloves on their hands. The man’s glasses sat crooked on his face and the woman’s left eye glass leg was missing. The clothes under their coats were wrinkled and the man’s pants were too short. He wasn’t wearing any socks. Nay Nay felt scared but she was not going to allow herself to be afraid. You can do it Nay Nay.

Nay Nay smiled at the two doctors. “Hello,” she said in a shakey yet chipper voice. “My name is Nay Nay,” she smiled. Nay Nay extended her hand and that’s when it started.

Her soft little arm extended and landed on the floor before her. Her eyes went narrow and her mouth started to quiver. She reached and cradled her now stump of an arm. Most children would have screamed and cried but Little Nay Nay just looked up at her Nanny for help. “Uhmmm, Na-Nanny Caitlin,” she whispered quaveringly. “Is-is everything going to be ok?” she blinked quickly to hold back her tears that still stubbornly made their way down her cheeks. Blood began to soak her hand and the doctors grinned through their stained and missing teeth.

Nanny Caitlin said nothing in return but looked straight ahead. Nay Nay forced an unsteady laugh as she gently touched the raw meat on her stub. “It’s ok Nay Nay,” she whispered to herself smiling. “It’s all going to be okay.” She wiped her bloody hand on her yellow dress, small hand prints being left in the wake. She bent down and picked up her once attached arm. Dirt stuck to the moist, meaty bits. Nay Nay blew at the trash and brushed the flesh on her now stained dress to rid it of trash. She held the dislocated arm to her small body. “It’s okay Nay Nay,” she whispered to herself. Her nose began to get runny and she wiped it with her attached hand.

They adults just watched as Little Nay Nay caressed her arm and stump, trying to stay brave; trying not to cry.
Little Nay Nay stood there shivering when without warning she fell sideways. Her head hit the solid concrete floor, dirt and blood staining her face. A light trickle of blood slowly glided down the side of her face. “Ah! What ha-”she gasped in shock and horror to see her right leg lying on the ground, a few feet from where her arm had landed from her fall. She tried to sit up but had to regain her balance with her remaining right arm. “Oh! No! No! No, no, no, no, no,” she said softly. Nay Nay began to hyperventilate, her small chest heaving and small gasps escaping her bloody little body. “It’s okay Nay Nay,” she whimpered to herself.  “It’s all going to be ok,” her voice got higher pitched as she tried to choke back her sobs. “It’s ok,” she clawed at her detached leg, dragging it closer to her. She reached for her arm but couldn’t get to it. Nay Nay pleadingly looked up at Nanny Caitlin, who did not meet her eye.

Nay Nay was determined to be okay. Determined that everything was going to be ok, as she dragged herself to her arm forcing down gasps and tears. As she reach her arm, she used her torso to pull herself back – her right arm being extended to its fullest – when that arm too gave way. She landed on her face, her small teeth pushed back up into her gum – broken and jagged. A quick scream left her throat as she fell and blood came forth from her injured nose. Tears ran down her face, mixing with the blood and dirt puddling under her. “It’s-it’s all going to be okay. Okay, Nay Nay?!” she whimpered. With each gasp and breath she took, Little Nay Nay inhaled dirt and trash from the cold unfeeling floor. Nay Nay rolled onto her back, her beautiful black curly hair now matted with blood and filled with dirt.

The blood and clear mucus dripped down either side of her plump red face. She tried to force herself up with her leg until that fell as well, the only thing remaining a trunk of a once healthy and beautiful little girl. “It’s okay Nay Nay,” she cried softly, tears openly trailing down the sides of her face. “It’s all-all going to be ok,” she gasped.
All the while, the doctors and Caitlin did nothing but watch as the once yellow dress and light blue boots turned red with blood and stuck with dirt. Nay Nay still softly wiggled her stumps, hoping it was all a very bad dream. But to Little Nay Nay’s horror, it wasn’t. she whimpered a little louder and gasped a little harder, choking on the blood she swallowed. “Please Nanny,” Little Nay Nay pleaded. “Is everything going to be ok?” Caitlin still gave no response. “I’m trying to be brave,” she gasped.

The doctors approached the little girl lying on the floor and picked her up gently. “Yes, Miss Nay Nay,” Caitlin finally responded. “It’s all going to be okay.”

Little Nay Nay smiled, gasping slightly. She looked up at the doctors in fear. “Will you hold me,” she begged her Nanny. “I’m scared,” she whimpered, tears spilling from her big brown eyes.
“No,” Caitlin responded. Nay Nay nodded.

The doctors carried her to a door that opened upon their proximity. Within the brightly lit room were two large tables and an even brighter overhead lamp. One table was bare, its silver top reflecting the glaring light. The other had extra gloves, sponges, a shabby, stained towel and utensils. “Do not worry Miss Nay Nay,” Caitlin said. “Everything is going to be ok.”

title: Little Nay Nay - Scene - INC

question: Describe the horrific events that unfolded when Nay Nay and Caitlin arrived at the solitary haunted building.

answer: Nay Nay and her nanny, Caitlin, were going to an undisclosed location. On arrival, the once sunny weather got replaced with dark clouds as if a premonition for impending doom. As Nay Nay and Nanny Caitlin entered the lonely haunted building, the temperature dropped significantly, causing goosebumps to appear on Nay Nay's arms and making her shiver. Immediately, two doctors, male and female, appeared from within. As Nay Nay extended her arm to greet them, it fell off. She picked up the bloodied arm and reassured herself that everything would be alright. Then, Nay Nay suddenly fell sideways and lost her right leg. As she struggled to gather the dismembered pieces of her body back to her torso, her right arm gave way too. Then she fell and injured her nose, and her teeth got pushed into her gum. Nay Nay tried to lift herself with her remaining leg till it gave way. All the while little Nay Nay's limbs kept falling off from her body, the adults in the room appeared unbothered. Finally, the doctors carried her to what looked like an operating room.

question: What does the story say was the cause of Nay Nay's misfortune?

question: Describe the relationship between Caitlin and Nay Nay.

answer: Nanny Caitlin is a governess who worked for Nay Nay's parents. Nay Nay addressed Caitlin as her nanny for as long as Caitlin could remember. They had a reasonably functional nanny-mistress relationship. Nay Nay looked up to Caitlin as a big sister/aunt and never held back in showing affection for her, which Caitlin requited. However, one fateful day, Caitlin takes Nay Nay to a haunted house in an unknown location to meet two suspicious-looking doctors. With her ever-energetic personality, Nay Nay ignores her fears and goes ahead to greet them. Unfortunately, her limbs begin to fall apart one by one mysteriously, and Caitlin, whom Nay Nay had hoped would come to her rescue, surprisingly did nothing to help her situation. Instead, she ignored her when she needed her the most, making the readers question if she genuinely cared for Nay Nay or not.


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RISE is a training, funding and mentorship network created by Eric and Wendy Schmidt’s Schmidt Futures initiative and the Rhodes Trust. Its founders created the programme to identify talented students aged 15-17 who come from any geography around the world and are interested in service and leadership.[1] The scheme aims to develop these young people through scholarships, mentoring, funding and a residential programme.[2]

Background

Since 2006, Eric Schmidt and his wife, Wendy Schmidt, have contributed to many charitable organisations and started philanthropic initiatives of their own, including Schmidt Futures and the Schmidt Family Foundation. The Schmidt’s relationship with the Rhodes Trust came about in 2017, and initially, the couple committed $25 million over three years to establish the post-doctoral Schmidt Science Fellows program.[3] In 2019, the couple pledged a further $1bn to talent causes on an international level.[4]

Program

In recent years, talent has become a primary theme of the Schmidts’ philanthropy, and the couple began financing projects which develop talented people, and networks to support those people.

Upon launching the Rise program, Dr Elizabeth Kiss, the current CEO of the Rhodes Trust, stated, “All the research indicates 15 to 17 is… a pivotal time for self-understanding, brain plasticity, and a moment when you can make all the difference in a person’s trajectory.”[5]

The website for Schmidt Futures states that before their final year of high school participants will be invited to attend a residential fellowship. Participants will also receive other opportunities, including scholarship funding, mentorship and career services.[6][7]

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title: Rise (education program)

question: What is the purpose of Rise?

answer: Rise is a training, funding and mentorship network for talented students aged 15-17 who come from anywhere in the world and are interested in service and leadership.

question: Who started Rise?

answer: Rise was created by Eric and Wendy Schmidt's Schmidt Futures initiatives and the Rhodes Trust.

question: What did the CEO of the Rhodes Trust say occurs from the ages of 15-17?

answer: Dr. Elizabeth Kiss, the current CEO of the Rhodes Trust said "All the research indicates 15 to 17 is… a pivotal time for self-understanding, brain plasticity, and a moment when you can make all the difference in a person’s trajectory.”

question: What services do the participants receive?

answer: Participants are invited to attend a residential fellowship, as well as scholarship funding, mentorship and career services.

question: Write a ~2 sentence summary.

answer: Rise is a training, funding and mentorship network created by Schmidt Futures initiative and the Rhodes Trust. The program identifies students aged 15-17 from all over the world who are interested in service and leadership.


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“Why do they make this so goddamn hot? They must want to burn your tongue so you can’t taste how much they water it down. I can barely taste anything anymore. Maybe I should sue them; get my big pay out and open my own shop that sells coffee at the proper dilution and temperature. Ground breaking idea---coffee that doesn’t leave my customers writhing under the pain of a blistering tongue everyday of their miserable lives. I guess I should just stop coming here. But, then I’d have to find a new place to go and find new things to complain about there. Seems like a lot of hassle over a tongue with a few burned off taste buds....”

Kurt stared at his laptop screen, glowing blue in the ambient mood lighting of *Brew-Ha-Ha,* the non-alcoholic version of the local dive in Oshkosh, Wisconsin, tucked away down a little side street off the main drag. Few ever went looking for it unless they already knew where it was. He had just arrived, and already there was a bitter taste in his mouth. He had run through nearly the same monologue in his mind day in and day out, for the better part of the year since he had started going there.

Today was the day, though. Today, he was going to make real progress on this story; this pulitzer-potential Great American Novel that he merely needed to coax from the ends of his neurons. He looked at the thousand or so words he’d managed to choke up: something about a guy in a coffee shop in front of a laptop trying to look like he was doing something important in order to avoid social discourse.

“Fuck.” He mouthed the word as he thought it to himself.

He set his coffee down to the side and popped the cheap plastic lid off so it could cool down. He watched for a moment as the steam rose gleefully from the surface. Glee had no business here. Moving his hand in a well practiced multi-touch technique, he was able to have his Facebook screen up in less than a second.

The blue-motif world of Facebook was calming for him. Every second spent wasted checking up on the friends he once had was a second spent away from making any real progress. Progress was hard. It took concentration; motivation. It was far easier to scroll this infinite tome the internet had written for him. And it was an illustrated novel. There were pictures of his elementary school friends looking chiseled as they hung out by some undisclosed body of water with beers in hand and faceless tan girls in little pink bathing suits that always seemed one size to small.

“Those stupid parties are never any fun anyway. I always end up drinking too much on my own and doing something stupid. Remember that time I thought it was funny to dump the contents of the punch bowl down the front of my pants like I was drinking it from my crotch? And then I thought it was also funny to moon the cops when they came because apparently I didn’t leave when I was asked. Actually that is still pretty funny. Anyway, look at those stupid assholes. They’re never going to amount to anything beyond their quaint little small town parties. I’m better off not being there. Even if they invited me, I still wouldn’t go.”

He scrolled down some more to a picture of his high school best friend, Max, and his golden retriever. It was a sunny, and they were alone together in some field with tall grass.

“Pfft. How silly. Why is he posting a picture of him and his dog as a profile picture? That’s a bit sad. Doesn’t he have any real friends to post pictures with? That stupid dog is probably all he has in the world. How pathetic.”

In the midst of his spewing of thoughts, Kurt remembered his own golden retriever that he had when he was growing up. He remembered the day they had to take him to the vet and how he stayed with him as they poked him that long needle. He remembered watching his eyes close for the last time. And he remember crying in a heap on the floor harder than he ever had in his life. His expression was dazed, backlit by the monitor like a ghost wandering in the moonlight. He absentmindedly clicked ‘like.’

*Cute puppy! Reminds me of my own when I was growing up.* He mouthed the words as he typed them in to the comments section. He read them over twice before holding down the backspace deleting his words from existence.

He continued the scroll stopping at a picture posted by his long ex-girlfriend, Kate. She was with her new boyfriend. The caption indicated they were engaged.

“Kate’s too young to get married. She shouldn’t give her life to some guy like that. Who knows what she’ll be missing out on. Look at that guy. Looks like a Friday night bar pick-up. I can smell the ink on the divorce papers drying from here. I guess I should be nicer. I’m sure they’re going to end up okay. I wonder if they’ll have kids. Shit, he’s a good looking guy. I bet they’re kids will be good looking and popular in school. I miss you, Kate. I wish I could tell you. ‘Kurt and Kate.’ Our names even sounded good together.... What am I doing? How is that any type of indication of two peoples’ compatibility? It means nothing. I’m actually stupid. I moved on from this many, many years ago---and yet here I am. I’ve never had another girl like her, though. She was so amazing. And now she’s boning this other fuck-stick, while here I am in this stupid coffee shop with this retarded name, burnt out from whacking off every other day. I can’t let her know this. Should I say ‘congratulations’? No, I’ll just like it. Would that be weird? Fuck, just get off Facebook, you asshole.”

Kurt closed the window with a rapid fire keyboard shortcut and saw his measly thousand words staring back at him once more. He picked up his coffee and took a swig.

“Goddammit! How is this still hot?” He spoke his mind out loud this time and the quiet little people on their own little laptops looked over his way with a combination of confusion and dismay. ‘Out loud’ is forbidden here.

Kurt closed his laptop a bit more forcibly than he was accustomed, but it still made a soft little pat sound. He looked down at his closed computer in front of him, and then up at all the other people quietly drinking their coffee and going about their work. There was an Asian girl in the corner with chin length hair and square goggle-glasses. She stared intently at her computer while sipping on some drink through a straw.

“I bet it’s a non-fat chai something something something. Asians are crazy about the chai. Great, now I’m a racist. Good going, Kurt. As if you didn’t have enough wrong with you. I wonder if she’s writing a book, too. Probably not. She’s probably studying for math or engineering or something... Goddammit, you racist fuck! I’m the worst. I should just go talk to her and ask her about herself. That’s not weird, right? Why is not talking to each other the new norm? Oh, shit...”

The girl in the corner made eye contact with Kurt, realizing she was being stared at. Kurt quickly looked away and pretended he was minding his own business and the girl quickly returned to her own endeavors.

Kurt turned his attention now to a man sitting a few places down at a table parallel to his own spot. He was drinking a coffee and reading a book.

“Great---another guy in the world who’s better looking than me. Chalk another one up. Why isn’t his coffee dissolving the taste buds on his stupid tongue? He must be blessed by the caffeine gods. Who wears a blazer to a coffee shop like this, anyway? Who’s he trying to impress? What a phony. What’s he reading?”

Kurt leaned forward and squinted to decrypt the title of the book.

“Oh hang on everyone! You’d better fasten your seat belts. This guys’s reading *The Catcher in the Rye.* How original. We got a regular literary fucking genius over here. Everyone else put your shit books away, can’t you see we’re reading *The Catcher in the Mother-Fucking Rye.* I didn’t know you were even allowed to read that once you graduated high school. He’s probably in here trying to pick up freshmen girls or something. The little airheads who walk around with their heads up their asses because their shit don’t stink because they read the *Themes Motifs & Symbols* tab on SparkNotes for stupid, wipe-my-ass *Catcher in the Rye.* You know, whatever. Good for him. I bet he gets laid tonight while I’m naked and jackin’ it in San Diego.”

Kurt chuckled to himself.

“I wonder if he watches South Park. Dammit...”

The man looked up from his book to see Kurt looking back. He was able to squeeze in a quick, but sincere smile before Kurt whipped his gaze away.

“Oh, what a guy. Reads J. D. Salinger and offers sincere smiles to strangers. I should contact the pope and see about pushing his canonization papers through.”

He looked down at his laptop again, remembering he had just closed it. Not enough time had passed from him to throw it back open again---there’s rules here. Impaired of other options, he plunged his hand in to his right front pocket and whipped out his iPhone.

Nothing. No texts. No SnapChats. No Facebook updates. Kurt flipped back and forth from page to page of useless apps. One, for instance, was called Coffee Finder. With one click you can find coffee shops that are near to your current location and read their menus and reviews from other customers.

“Solid download.”

Kurt clicked on Coffee Finder. A map popped up with a blue dot emitting little waves to indicate his current locale. It hovered over a red dot that read *Brew Ha-Ha.* He clicked on it. An image of the facade of the building popped up. He clicked on the about tab. The location apparently used to be a furniture store in the 1950s, a grocery store through the 90s, abandoned for 10 years, and then repurposed as ‘Oshkosh’s favorite gourmet coffee establishment.’

“Gourmet, my ass. Although, I am drinking shitty coffee on historical land. Or at least I would if it would ever not be scalding.”

He looked over menacingly toward his still steaming cup of French Roast.

“I hate you.”

He looked back at his phone and clicked on the review tab. The average: two and a half stars.

“Seems about right.”

He clicked on the read more button. The first review was five star. Holly J. writes: *Brew Ha-Ha is a great little whole-in-the-wall coffee shop. It offers a cozy atmosphere and really friendly service. If only the hoards of Starbucks drinkers would turn around the corner their eyes would be....*(continue reading)

The review was cut off and you had to click if you wanted to read the rest of it. Kurt did not oblige. The next review down was one star. Blueballs69 writes: *This place sucks. The person behind the counter was picking his wedgy as he asked me what I wanted. When I got my coffee, it tasted like ash and burned off half my taste buds. Go to Starbucks. Brew Ha-Ha sucks....*(continue reading)

“This guy gets it! Let’s see what he has to say. Click-a-roo.” Kurt clicked the button.

*...balls.*

“Worth it I think.” Kurt smirked slyly to himself as he rested his arm on the table staring methodically into his phone.

(continued in comments....)

title: [RF] Coffee Shop

question: What does the text say about coffee?

answer: Kurt is in a coffee shop called "Brew-Ha-Ha", which he doesn't seem to like. He finds the coffee to be too hot, and wonders if they want you to burn your tongue so you can't taste how much they water it down. Kurt thinks about starting his own shop where customers won't have to burn their tongue. He pops off the lid on his coffee in hopes that his coffee cools down. He notices a patron drinking coffee and wonders why his coffee isn't dissolving his taste buds. At the coffee shop, Kurt looks at his app Coffee Finder so that he read the reviews of Brew-Ha-Ha. One woman thinks the coffee is better than Starbucks, but one man thinks the coffee is terrible and people would be better off at Starbucks.

question: Summarize Kurt's thoughts about the Asian girl.

answer: Kurt notices an Asian girl in the corner of the coffee shop intently staring at her computer and sipping a drink. He assumes she's drinking a non-fat chai because he thinks Asians are crazy about chai. This thought makes him think he's racist. He then goes on to assume the girl is probably studying for math or engineering, but also realizes that thought is racist of him. He thinks he should just go talk to her and ask her about herself, hoping that isn't weird. He decides against it when the girl notices him staring.

question: What does the text say about social media?

answer: Kurt opens up Facebook, which he finds to be a waste of his time and something that keeps him from making any real progress in life. While scrolling he sees images of old elementary school friends, a high school best friend, and an ex girlfriend who is newly engaged. He thinks negative thoughts about all of them, and each image makes him think of various related memories. The picture of his ex makes him reminisce about how he's never had a girl like her since. These emotions make him get off of Facebook.

question: Summarize Kurt's positive thoughts about those in the coffee shop.


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Republican Jewish megadonors like Sheldon Adelson have poured more than $1.2 million into a super PAC supporting the President Trump-backed Florida gubernatorial candidate Rep. Ron DeSantis, campaign finance records show.

DeSantis, 39, who rocketed to the front of the race after Trump endorsed him at the end of June, beat establishment favorite Adam Putnam in the Republican primary on Tuesday. DeSantis will take on Democratic nominee Andrew Gillum, the progressive mayor of Tallahassee who would become the state’s first African-American governor.

DeSantis immediately stirred a hornet’s nest of controversy by warning Florida voters not to “monkey this up” by voting for Gillum, which many took to be an implicit racial slur.

“In the handbook of Donald Trump, they no longer do whistle calls,” Gillum hit back at DeSantis in an interview with Fox News Wednesday evening. “They are now using full bullhorns.”

It remains to be seen if the racial controversy will dim the appeal of DeSantis with the likes of Adelson and scandal-tarred GOP donor Elliott Broidy.

Soon after Trump’s endorsement, cash started pouring into the super PAC supporting him from Jewish donors and Israel hawks. The PAC, Friends of Ron DeSantis, has brought in more than $13 million since January.

  Congressman Ron DeSantis, a top student at Yale and Harvard Law School, is running for Governor of the Great State of Florida. Ron is strong on Borders, tough on Crime & big on Cutting Taxes - Loves our Military & our Vets. He will be a Great Governor & has my full Endorsement!— Donald J. Trump (@realDonaldTrump) June 22, 2018

“I think, specifically, President Trump’s endorsement helped provide a lot of grassroots funding to the race, but [DeSantis has] also taken a lot of corporate and special interest money,” said Aaron Scherb, the director of legislative affairs with the non-partisan watchdog group Common Cause. “They’re never contributing just out of the goodwill of their hearts.”

Scherb added that some donors may also see holding the Florida governor’s mansion as key to influencing redistricting after the 2020 census. “There are a couple of key swing districts in Florida, at least four or five, that could potentially determine control of the House,” he said.

Given Florida’s large Jewish population, it’s not surprising that so many Jewish _machers_ based in the Sunshine State were providing support.

Laura Perlmutter — the wife of Marvel Entertainment chairman and Trump ally Ike Perlmutter, who was outed in a ProPublica investigation as secretly shaping policy at the Department of Veterans Affairs — gave two donations in July worth a total of $500,000.

And Cherna Moskowitz, whose late husband Irving gave millions to support West Bank settlements, donated $100,000 in January and another $50,000 in July.

But many key DeSantis backers came from outside the state’s borders. The Las Vegas-based Adelson and his wife, Miriam, both gave $250,000 on July 25. And Silicon Valley real estate mogul Carl Berg kicked in $100,000 on June 29.

Former Republican National Committee deputy finance chair Elliott Broidy gave $10,000 in February, before he faced several scandals involving a hush money payment to a Playboy Playmate and allegations of peddling influence to foreign officials, which attracted the attention of Special Counsel Robert Mueller.

DeSantis, a veteran of the Iraq War, makes no mention of foreign policy or Israel on his campaign site. However, he did travel to the country for the opening of the U.S. embassy in Jerusalem in May, and has met with Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu as a member of the House Foreign Affairs Committee.

The DeSantis campaign did not return an immediate request for comment, but his spokesman told the Tampa Bay Times in May that governing in Florida would give him a “unique position” on Israel because of the number of Jews in the state and the many business ties with the Middle East country.

Gillum’s campaign did not return an immediate request for comment.

_Contact Ben Fractenberg at fractenberg@forward.com or on Twitter, @fractenberg_

question: What does the article say about DeSantis?

answer: DeSantis is the President Trump-backed Florida gubernatorial candidate Rep. DeSantis will take on Democratic nominee Andrew Gillum in the Republican primary. DeSantis warned Florida voters not to “monkey this up” by voting for Gillum, which many took to be an implicit racial slur.

question: What does the article say about Putnam's education?


text:
Dawn of Darkness
Dark clouds blocked out the sun. Thunder rolled and boomed, as lightning lit up the skies. Below, the salty waves tossed and tumbled, growing larger as the wind whipped and raged from the north. The rain came down in torrents, pelting the deck of the wooden ship, and soaking the wood. The first mate barked out orders to the crew who busied themselves to carry those orders out. The sails were taken in, so as to not be blown off course. The idea was to wait out the storm, as the waves weren’t so bad that they needed to get out of danger. Near the bow, on top deck, a woman cloaked in a silver robe stood by a man who was robbed in royal purple. Both had crowns fastened to their heads. Soldiers stood by, on edge from the storm, but otherwise relaxed. The man smiled down at his wife and looked to the small bundle of joy she held in her arms. A small child, nearly a year old, rested against her mother’s breast. She had dark, nearly obsidian black hair. Her emerald green eyes were closed now, resting while the storm raged on around them. Her little fingers curled tightly around her mother’s necklace. Their calm was shattered by the sound of lightning as it hit the main mast. The following boom of thunder was loud enough to wake the dead. Deckhands scrambled as they tried to put out the fire that was quickly spreading, but another bolt of lighting struck the ship near the stern, and soon they understood their battle with the flames was a lost cause. The captain readied the life boats, and had the king and queen begin to board. A large wave crashed into the side of the ship and the queen and her child were sent flying over the side. The life boat was lowered down into the unforgiving seas. The queen tried to stay close to the boat, but between holding her child’s head above the waves and the weight of her attire, she was quickly losing strength. She felt something brush up against her. The queen was so tired at this point, her arm holding her child threatened to release her. She saw the life boat coming for her, she knew she would be safe soon. But her child.. Suddenly she felt her child being taken from her arms, as if the water itself was wishing her to drop the child. She screamed up at the skies to whatever god might be listening.

“Save my baby, please! Save my Allene!”

Something came up from the waves, a sleek head, covered in scales, long like a horse’s. two horns upon the top of it’s head that looked like blackened icicles, Nearly glowing blue orbs seemed to bring the queen into a state of shock. This was a water dragon. Feared for their ever-changing moods, and loved for their kindness. The desperate mother, without a thought, handed her child up to the dragon, who took it in it’s maw gently. But as the life boats came closer, the dragon’s eyes became a glare. There was a man raging in the small life boat, he was screaming out of fear, and waved a sword in the air. The dragon gave a deep growl and sunk below the waves.

The queen screamed in horror as she watched her baby disappear beneath the black waves, her strength gave out and she began to sink, hoping to join her child in a watery grave. Large hands pulled at her soaked body before she could embrace the darkness that surrounded her and she was pulled into the chaos of life. She sobbed openly as her king held her, the dread and hatred in his eyes was enough to keep the crew silent while they worked on getting everyone safely to shore. The closest line of safety being Conach Moore, an island that held many mountains. On the eastern side there was a small village that would be able to help them get home to Riochtdome.

Beneath the unforgiving waves, in the calm depths of the ocean, the water dragon still carried the young child in it’s maw, a protective barrier surrounded it so that water did not enter the child’s lungs. The dragon had sensed darkness in the King’s heart and sought to save both the mother and the child, but when she had looked for the mother, the king was already pulling her with him. With a heavy heart she took the child to her home, Farlig Dyre. It was a rather large island, filled with forests, mountains, rivers, and plains. It was a beautiful land where Humans dared not tread, and Dragons lived peacefully. She swam up to the edge of the massive cliff that served as a shoreline, digging her claws into the rough earth as she hauled her long, lithe body up the mountainous wall. Her deep blue scales dripped water and left a wet trail as she climbed over the wall and onto the soft lush grass of the northern forest. She placed the now awake, and yet peaceful child, onto the ground. She held her massive head to the sky and beckoned her elders with a roar. As she waited for the sounds of familiar wings beating against the wind, she gathered a few logs and used her claw to dig a small, shallow hole She placed the logs inside and lit a fire with her maw. Her fire was blue, but unlike most fires, it wasn’t as hot as it should be. It was warm, like a sunny day rather than a bursting inferno. She placed the child near the edge of it so as to keep it warm, spreading one of her small wings over her so as to keep her dry. She curled herself up around the child the mother had called Allene, and looked to the skies, awaiting the judgment of her elders.

title: [FN]Dawn of Darkness: The Beginning

question: Describe the weather.

answer: Dark clouds block out the sun and thunder rages overhead while heavy winds blow from the north.

question: Describe the small child.

answer: The child has dark, nearly obsidian black hair and emerald-green eyes.

question: What does the mother ask for?

answer: The mother pleads with the gods to save her baby.

question: What happens to the child?

answer: The child is taken by a water dragon and carried back to Farlig Dyre, an island that is home to the dragons.

question: What is the name of the child?

answer: Allene

question: Write a ~4 sentence summary.

answer: During a storm, the queen and her child, Allene, are sent over the edge of their boat. The queen begs the gods to save Allene. A water dragon emerges and carries the child to the island of Farlig Dyre, where the dragons live peacefully away from the humans. The dragon curls around the child and awaits the judgment of her elders.


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DALLAM COUNTY is the north-westernmost county in the U.S. state of Texas. As of the 2010 Census, its population was 6,703.[1] Its county seat is Dalhart.[2] The county was founded in 1876 and later organized in 1891.[3] It is named for James Wilmer Dallam, a lawyer and newspaper publisher.

Dallam is the northernmost of the 10 Texas counties that from 1885 to 1912 constituted the legendary XIT Ranch. The ranch is still celebrated through the XIT Museum in Dalhart and the annual XIT Rodeo and Reunion held the first long weekend in August.

History

Dallam County was formed in 1876 from portions of Bexar County. It was named after James Wilmer Dallam, the lawyer who made the first digest of Texas laws.[4] The first settlement in the area followed in 1870, which resulted in the Red River War of 1874 and 1875 with the native Comanche and Kiowa tribes. In 1900–01, the Chicago, Rock Island and Pacific Railroad company built a stretch from Liberal, Kansas, to Tucumcari, New Mexico, which ran through the county. The location where the tracks met those of the Fort Worth and Denver Railway was named Dalhart. The name is taken from the first letters of Dallam County and Hartley County, between which the town's area is divided. Within a short time, the small railroad stop turned into a sizable town and was named county seat in 1903.

Dallam County was one of the hardest-hit areas in the Dust Bowl.[5] [The XIT Museum in Dalhart]

Geography

According to the U.S. Census Bureau, the county has a total area of , of which are land and (0.1%) are covered by water.[6]

Dallam County is one of only three counties in Texas to border two other U.S. states (the others being Bowie and Cass). Dallam County forms part of the tripoint—of Texas-Oklahoma-New Mexico.

Major highways

-   [] U.S. Highway 54
-   [] U.S. Highway 87
-   [] U.S. Highway 287
-   [] U.S. Highway 385
-   [] State Highway 102

Adjacent counties

-   Cimarron County, Oklahoma (north)
-   Sherman County (east)
-   Hartley County (south)
-   Union County, New Mexico (west)
-   Moore County (southeast)

National protected area

-   Rita Blanca National Grassland (part)

Demographics

As of the census[7] of 2000, there were 6,222 people, 2,317 households, and 1,628 families residing in the county. The population density was 4 people per square mile (2/km²). There were 2,697 housing units at an average density of 2 per square mile (1/km²). The racial makeup of the county was 82.64% White, 1.64% Black or African American, 0.90% Native American, 0.21% Asian, 12.41% from other races, and 2.20% from two or more races. 28.38% of the population were Hispanic or Latino of any race. In terms of ancestry, 19.6% were of German, 8,2% were of Irish, 7,1 % were of English, 5,5% were of American, 2,8% were of French, 2,7 % were of Scotch-Irish, 1,6% were of Dutch.

There were 2,317 households, out of which 39.00% had children under the age of 18 living with them, 55.10% were married couples living together, 9.70% had a female householder with no husband present, and 29.70% were non-families. 26.20% of all households were made up of individuals, and 10.00% had someone living alone who was 65 years of age or older. The average household size was 2.68 and the average family size was 3.24.

In the county, the population was spread out, with 31.80% under the age of 18, 8.60% from 18 to 24, 28.80% from 25 to 44, 20.60% from 45 to 64, and 10.30% who were 65 years of age or older. The median age was 31 years. For every 100 females there were 102.00 males. For every 100 females age 18 and over, there were 101.30 males.

The median income for a household in the county was $27,946, and the median income for a family was $33,558. Males had a median income of $27,244 versus $19,000 for females. The per capita income for the county was $13,653. About 11.30% of families and 14.10% of the population were below the poverty line, including 15.40% of those under age 18 and 24.80% of those age 65 or over.

Politics

Dallam County is located within District 86 of the Texas House of Representatives. The seat has been held by Amarillo attorney John T. Smithee, a Republican, since 1985. Dallam County as a whole is heavily Republican in orientation.

  Year                               Republican                                  Democratic                                  Third parties
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  style=“text-align:center;” |2016   style=“text-align:center;” |81.7% _1,261_   style=“text-align:center;” |14.4% _222_     4.0% _61_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2012   style=“text-align:center;” |81.4% _1,248_   style=“text-align:center;” |16.5% _253_     2.2% _33_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2008   style=“text-align:center;” |79.9% _1,269_   style=“text-align:center;” |19.0% _302_     1.1% _18_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2004   style=“text-align:center;” |82.7% _1,473_   style=“text-align:center;” |17.1% _305_     0.2% _4_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2000   style=“text-align:center;” |79.4% _1,385_   style=“text-align:center;” |19.6% _341_     1.0% _18_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1996   style=“text-align:center;” |59.4% _970_     style=“text-align:center;” |29.6% _483_     11.1% _181_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1992   style=“text-align:center;” |54.8% _922_     style=“text-align:center;” |25.8% _434_     19.4% _327_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1988   style=“text-align:center;” |64.7% _1,205_   style=“text-align:center;” |34.6% _645_     0.6% _12_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1984   style=“text-align:center;” |75.8% _1,594_   style=“text-align:center;” |23.6% _496_     0.6% _13_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1980   style=“text-align:center;” |58.9% _965_     style=“text-align:center;” |38.6% _632_     2.6% _42_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1976   style=“text-align:center;” |46.6% _936_     style=“text-align:center;” |51.3% _1,029_   2.1% _42_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1972   style=“text-align:center;” |78.0% _1,271_   style=“text-align:center;” |20.1% _327_     1.9% _31_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1968   style=“text-align:center;” |49.3% _990_     style=“text-align:center;” |29.3% _588_     21.4% _430_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1964   style=“text-align:center;” |39.8% _700_     style=“text-align:center;” |60.2% _1,058_   0.1% _1_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1960   style=“text-align:center;” |53.2% _961_     style=“text-align:center;” |46.2% _835_     0.7% _12_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1956   style=“text-align:center;” |48.4% _1,018_   style=“text-align:center;” |51.1% _1,074_   0.5% _11_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1952   style=“text-align:center;” |54.8% _1,464_   style=“text-align:center;” |44.8% _1,197_   0.5% _12_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1948   style=“text-align:center;” |20.5% _399_     style=“text-align:center;” |77.4% _1,504_   2.1% _40_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1944   style=“text-align:center;” |20.1% _323_     style=“text-align:center;” |69.4% _1,118_   10.5% _169_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1940   style=“text-align:center;” |21.6% _427_     style=“text-align:center;” |78.0% _1,539_   0.4% _8_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1936   style=“text-align:center;” |12.7% _220_     style=“text-align:center;” |83.2% _1,436_   4.1% _71_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1932   style=“text-align:center;” |14.8% _341_     style=“text-align:center;” |84.1% _1,935_   1.0% _24_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1928   style=“text-align:center;” |53.0% _618_     style=“text-align:center;” |46.2% _539_     0.8% _9_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1924   style=“text-align:center;” |24.3% _254_     style=“text-align:center;” |48.4% _506_     27.3% _285_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1920   style=“text-align:center;” |26.5% _195_     style=“text-align:center;” |65.0% _478_     8.6% _63_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1916   style=“text-align:center;” |16.5% _81_      style=“text-align:center;” |74.1% _363_     9.4% _46_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1912   style=“text-align:center;” |5.3% _18_       style=“text-align:center;” |72.4% _247_     22.3% _76_

  : PRESIDENTIAL ELECTIONS RESULTS[8]

Education

The following school districts serve Dallam County:

-   Dalhart Independent School District
-   Stratford Independent School District
-   Texline Independent School District

Communities

City

-   Dalhart (county seat) (partly in Hartley County)

Towns

-   Coldwater
-   Texline

Unincorporated community

-   Conlen
-   Kerrick

Ghost Town

-   Perico

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title: Dallam County, Texas

question: What does the text say about the people in Dallam county?

answer: There are 6700 people living in the county as of 2010, but the article reports only the 2000 census in detail. Around then, the county was more than 80% white. 39% of households (there are 2317) had children under 18, and the average house had 2.68 people. The median age was 31, and the male: female ratio was 100:102. The county is mostly Republican. The per capita income was $13,653, and about 14% of the population lived under the poverty line.

question: What does the text say about Dallam's claim to fame?

answer: The county is the north-westernmost county in Texas, and it's one of the three counties bordering two other states (Oklahoma and New Mexico). The county is named after James Wilmer Dallam, who wrote the first digest of Texas laws. It also encompasses part of Rita Blanca National Grassland, which is a National Protected Area.

question: What does the article say about the bombing of Dallam County?