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(IP) Up in Smoke

In the mirrored, colorful surface of the portal, there was a blue, sunny sky, with grassy valleys and mountains painted in every color he could imagine; after all these years, after all of his sacrifices, he’d found it. No more would he be living in this world, cold and gray and drained of life, though the universe had seen fit to put him here.

That wasn’t to say that his formative years in this world, clouded by toxic lavender clouds of smoke, were miserable. Indeed, there had been times that he’d been happy. But there was something inside of him, a deep, yawning void that was just not satisfied, even after he’d reaped the love and support that his family had shown him, a mere echo now that they were gone.

For a short, terrifying moment, he was transported back to the moment that had caused their deaths, drowning him in the fear and rage that had driven him to this in the first place—

*Three sharp, rapid knocks on the door. A beat of silence.*

*Then they kicked down the door, dark beacons of death and order and the king’s elite force, The Reaper’s Hand, fanning out like smoke and just as insubstantial, rictus grins showing behind their masks.*

*His wife, standing by the fire, stirring a stew, and his son at her feet, babbling happily.*

*“Maximillian Garvey, you have been charged by the King for treason,” The biggest, hulking guard said, his voice garbled behind his mask.*

*“The sentence for treason is death.”*

*Before the executioner had even finished his decree, his cronies had snatched up his poor wife and child; two quick swipes of the blade and Jazira fell to the floor, blood pouring from the gaping slash in her throat.*

*The only thing he remembered hearing was his own desperate, wrathful shrieks; he sounded like an injured animal. But he could see them, feel them, laughing at his agony, frenzied with bloodlust at their kill; after all, that was why the King employed them.*

*And then, to add insult to injury, they’d taken his boy, ‘to insure his future good behavior’.*

He quickly snapped himself out of the vision; that was the past and it needed to stay there. But that didn’t stop his body from remembering: the iron tang of her blood, hanging in the air as if to emphasize his own personal horror, his throat tightening so much he couldn’t breathe, invisible iron bars wrapped around his chest.

And to think, to this day, he didn’t know just what happened to his only child.

If he hadn’t had control of his temper by now, he would’ve struck the portal, destroyed his whole life’s work; he clenched his jaw and steeled himself.

He couldn’t waste all of this work, all of these years spent chasing what more people thought of as a pipe dream.

Now, he could escape, start over in a new world, where no one lived under a mad monarch’s thumb. He could leave the ghosts that haunted him in this faded husk of a world.

He did a final check of his supplies: food, clothing, as much money as he could scrape together, what he could afford to take from his lab, pictures of his wife and son, and finally, a vial of something so black it looked like the mad scientist had managed to bottle a starless night.

He was leaving at last, and good riddance. He stepped through the mirror and once he was on the other side, his back faded into the mountainous distance, and the door closed, becoming a normal mirror once more.

He’d made sure to lock the door to his crumbling tenement; more than one person had died for his secrets, and he hadn’t known, even when he’d made his choice, if his conscience could take any more blood spilled in his name.

No one ever saw Maximillian Garvey again, not even his son, when he’d returned from a childhood spent as an adopted prince, now a man.

Perhaps his father was nothing more than a mere dream.

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title: (FN) Up in Smoke

question: Summarize Maximillian Garvey's motivation.

answer: It seems that Garvey was motivated to do what he was doing for his family, even risking everything to get his son back. However, the deaths of his wife and son, who were killed by the king's henchmen, seem to have turned a brave man into a coward. Garvey seems to have had a painful life, but his final motivation revealed in his speech to himself. Maximillian seems to have lost his need to stay in that world after the deaths of his wife and son.

critique: The last sentence is not relevant to the question.

critique: The third sentence could be rephrased to establish the importance of Garvey's wife and son.

critique: Garvey's motivation is not revealed in his speech to himself.

critique: Maximillian wants to escape to a new world because he can't take living in the world anymore.

critique: The response includes extraneous information not useful for the task.

critique: The response is not related to the question.

critique: "It seems that Garvey was motivated to do what he was doing for his family, even risking everything to get his son back. However, the deaths of his wife and son, who were killed by the king's henchmen, seem to have turned a brave man into a coward. Garvey seems to have had a painful life, but his final motivation revealed in his speech to himself. Maximillian seems to have lost his need to stay in that world after the deaths of his wife and son." - this is incorrect. Garvey did not want to stay in that world because he was tired of living in a world where the king rules with an iron fist and his family was killed by the king's henchmen.

critique: The last two sentences don't make sense and should be rewritten.

critique: Garvey was already in a different world.

critique: "It seems that Garvey was motivated to do what he was doing for his family, even risking everything to get his son back. However, the deaths of his wife and son, who were killed by the king's henchmen, seem to have turned a brave man into a coward. Garvey seems to have had a painful life, but his final motivation revealed in his speech to himself. Maximillian seems to have lost his need to stay in that world after the deaths of his wife and son." - these pieces of information are from the story and not necessarily what motivated Garvey. They should be omitted.

critique: Garvey's son was taken by the king's henchmen

question: Summarize the climatic event of the story.

answer: The climactic event is the death of Maximillian Garvey's wife and son at the hands of the king's elite force, The Reapers Hand. It's also the reason he abandoned his old home.

critique: The answer should mention that the king's elite force killed Garvey's wife and son because he was charged with treason.

critique: The Reapers Hand is not the reason he abandoned his old home.

critique: It's omitted that the king had his son taken as insurance.

critique: This doesn't need to specify The Reapers Hand, because it isn't relevant to the plot.

critique: The reason he abandoned his old home is because he was charged with treason and sentenced to death.

critique: Garvey's wife and son were murdered by the king's elite force.

critique: He abandoned his home before his family was killed

critique: Doesn't mention that he was also arrested for treason and sentenced to execution.

critique: Garvey's wife and son are killed by the King's elite force, not the King himself.

critique: It is omitted that the king's elite force killed his wife and son to insure his future good behavior.

critique: "He did a final check of his supplies: food, clothing, as much money as he could scrape together, what he could afford to take from his lab, pictures of his wife and son, and finally, a vial of something so black it looked like the mad scientist had managed to bottle a starless night." is evidence that Garvey has all his travel plans in place before he steps into the portal and his family is gone. Showing that the Reapers Hand event happened before the closing of his lab and his escape.

critique: The answer should mention that the king's elite force killed Garvey's wife and son.

text: The response inaccurately mentions that Garvey's son was killed along Garvey's wife. However his son was taken away to ensure his future good behavior.

refinement: The climactic event is the death of Maximillian Garvey's wife and son at the hands of the king's elite force, The Reapers Hand. It's also the reason he abandoned his old home.

question: What does the story say about the king?

answer: No answer

critique: The king is mentioned as the one who charged Maximillian Garvey for treason and sentenced him to death.

critique: No answer is given, but it is implied that the king is cruel.

critique: "No answer" is not the answer. It's omitted.

critique: The answer is missing details about the king.

critique: It is omitted that the king charged Maximillian Garvey for treason and sentenced him to death.

critique: There is enough information about the king for the question to be answered.

critique: The story states that the king is the reason for the protagonist's wife and son's death.

critique: The king is the ruler of a nation where the narrator is living.

question: Summarize the process with which Maximillian Garvey made the mirror.

answer: No answer

critique: There's no answer because it is not relevant to the question.

critique: No response, but the question is answered in the passage.

critique: It is omitted that the mirror may have been an invention of Maximillian.

critique: There is an answer available in the text


split: test

text:
_Battlefield V_’s decision to prominently feature women in combat as part of its World War II setting may have angered some gamers online — who responded to the inclusion of female soldiers with the #NotMyBattlefield hashtag — but developers at Electronic Arts and DICE remain unmoved by the reaction.

In an interview with __ _Gamasutra_, EA chief creative officer Patrick Söderlund says that the developer is uninterested in taking flak for diversifying the gaming space. “We stand up for the cause, because I think those people who don’t understand it, well, you have two choices: either accept it or don’t buy the game,” he says. “I’m fine with either or.” According to Söderlund, the dev team itself also pushed for women in _Battlefield V._

In an interview with _The Verge_ this week, lead designer Lars Gustavsson says that he was surprised by the negative reaction to the inclusion of women, particularly because he had heard so many fans ask for it. “If I got a dollar for every interview I’ve been in through the years, where people challenged us about not having female soldiers, I would be a rich man,” he says. “So to finally be involved with this decision, it’s actually quite mindblowing.”

Many of those who used the #NotMyBattlefield hashtag complained that the inclusion of women was “historically inaccurate,” despite women playing a variety of roles during WWII as everything from fighter pilots to snipers. Söderlund found the response to be both ignorant and beside the point. ”These are people who are uneducated — they don’t understand that this is a plausible scenario, and listen: this is a game,” he says.

Executive producer Aleksander Grøndal also pushed back against the hashtag, saying the developer “will always put fun over authentic.” Nor is this a new development for the series. As general manager Oskar Gabrielson explained on Twitter, “the _Battlefield_ sandbox has always been about playing the way you want.” This sometimes means offering fantastical experiences that are neither realistic nor historically accurate, “like attempting to fit three players on a galloping horse, with flamethrowers. With _BFV_ you also get the chance to play as who you want. This is #everyonesbattlefield.”

EA’s dogged response to this debacle marks another instance of creators standing up against toxic fan bases who seek to rail against diversity and what they view as “PC politics.” When creators speak out against bad actors — whether they’re addressing Comicsgate, _Rick and Morty_, or harassment from _Star Wars_ fans — they’re sending a powerful message about how abusive and exclusionary behavior will not be tolerated.

Gaming today is more gender-diverse than it’s ever been, Söderlund says, and there are “a lot of female people who want to play, and male players who want to play as a badass [woman].” In trying to explain the so-called controversy to his own 13-year-old daughter, Söderlund says he came to realize how ridiculous the conceit of the online backlash was. “I’m like, okay, as a parent, how the hell am I gonna respond to this? And I just said, ‘You know what? You’re right,’” says Söderlund. “‘This is not okay.’”

_CORRECTION: A quote from Lars Gustavsson was originally attributed to Oskar Gabrielson. We have corrected our story and regret the error._

question: What does the article say about gamers?

answer: The article says that gamers are uneducated and ignorant. The article also says that gamers are against diversity.

critique: The article does not say that gamers are against diversity.

critique: Diversity and gamers are two separate comments.

critique: The article doesn't say gamers are against diversity.

critique: It is omitted that the article says that gamers are against the inclusion of women in Battlefield V.

critique: The article does not say this about gamers.

critique: The article doesn't say that gamers are against diversity.

text: The article says that some, not all, gamers are uneducated, ignorant, and against diversity (those that are against the inclusion of women in Battlefield V).

category: accuracy

question: What does the article say about the gaming performance of RGB LEDs?

answer: No answer

critique: The article does not mention this topic.


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JANINE AUSTIN CLAYTON is an American ophthalmologist. She is the NIH associate director for research on women’s health and director of the Office of Women's Health. Clayton was previously the deputy clinical director of the National Eye Institute.

Early life and education

Clayton is a native of Washington, D.C. and attended Catholic school.[1][2] In 1984, she received an undergraduate degree in natural sciences with honors from Zanvyl Krieger School of Arts and Sciences at Johns Hopkins University.[3] During her undergraduate studies, she took dance classes at Peabody Institute, volunteered at the Johns Hopkins Hospital neonatal unit, and worked for the psychology department. She was a member of Alpha Kappa Alpha.[4] Clayton earned a medical degree from Howard University College of Medicine. She completed a residency in ophthalmology at the VCU Medical Center. Clayton completed fellowship training in cornea and external disease at the Wilmer Eye Institute at Johns Hopkins Hospital and in uveitis and ocular immunology at National Eye Institute (NEI).[5]

Career

Clayton was the deputy clinical director at NEI. She was appointed associate director for research on women’s health at the National Institutes of Health (NIH) and director of the Office of Research on Women’s Health at NIH in 2012. Clayton has strengthened NIH support for research on diseases, disorders, and conditions that affect women. She is the architect of the NIH policy requiring scientists to consider sex as a biological variable across the research spectrum, a part of NIH’s initiative to enhance reproducibility, rigor, and transparency. As co-chair of the NIH Working Group on Women in Biomedical Careers with NIH Director Francis Collins, Clayton also leads NIH’s efforts to advance women in science careers.[6]

Research

A board-certified ophthalmologist, Clayton’s research interests include autoimmune ocular diseases and the role of sex and gender in health and disease. Clayton has a particular interest in ocular surface disease and discovered a novel form of disease associated with premature ovarian insufficiency that affects young women, setting the stage for her interest in rigorous, thoughtful exploration of the role of sex and gender in health and disease. She is the author of more than 80 scientific publications, journal articles, and book chapters. Her clinical research has ranged from randomized controlled trials of novel therapies for immune-mediated ocular diseases to studies on the development of digital imaging techniques for the anterior segment.[7]

Awards and honors

Clayton has received several awards and has been recognized as a leader by her peers. She received the Senior Achievement Award from the Board of Trustees of the American Academy of Ophthalmology in 2008, was selected as a 2010 Silver Fellow by the Association for Research in Vision and Ophthalmology, and won the European Uveitis Patient Interest Association Clinical Uveitis Research Award in 2010. In 2015, she was awarded the American Medical Women’s Association Lila A. Wallis Women’s Health Award and the Wenger Award for Excellence in Public Service. Clayton was granted the Bernadine Healy Award for Visionary Leadership in Women’s Health in 2016. She was also selected as an honoree for the Woman’s Day Red Dress Awards and the American Medical Association’s Dr. Nathan Davis Awards for Outstanding Government Service in 2017.[8]

Personal life

Clayton and her husband, Robert Clayton met their sophomore year at Johns Hopkins University. They dated through the end of the junior years before parting ways. They resumed a long-distance relationship their first year of graduate school. Robert Clayton is a lawyer. He founded a family law firm in Los Angeles in 2000. They married on April 11, 2008 and reside in North Potomac, Maryland.[9]

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title: Janine Austin Clayton

question: What does the article say about Clayton's children?

answer: No answer

critique: The answer should mention that the article does not mention any children.

critique: The answer should mention that Clayton does not have children.

question: What part of Clayton's education most affects her research?

answer: She completed a residency in ophthalmology at the VCU Medical Center.

critique: The answer should mention her fellowship training.

critique: Add Crayette's interest in autoimmune ocular diseases and the role of sex and gender in health and disease.

critique: There is no evidence to suggest that Clayton's residency in ophthalmology affects her research.

critique: Her fellowship training in cornea and external disease at the Wilmer Eye Institute at Johns Hopkins Hospital and in uveitis and ocular immunology at the National Eye Institute (NEI) also affected her research.

critique: She completed her fellowship in cornea and external disease at the Wilmer Eye Institute at Johns Hopkins Hospital


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The sand had shifted from blinding white to the dull crimson of spilled blood. Bodies lay scattered about with little regard for anything even resembling burial rights. In the distance a crowd of thousands roared for more, more violence, more blood, and more death. But their screams meant nothing to the two men left standing. Their ears had long ago grown dull to the masses and their demands for unfettered carnage. These men were no longer fighting to entertain. The rules had been abandoned long ago when that…thing… had been released into the pit. This was no longer about spectacle, this was about survival. The horrid being would not stop until it had massacred all it laid eyes upon. It did not fight to please the
masses; it fought to feed its bloodlust.

It was clearly not human. That much had been certain from the start. The emperor claimed his men had found it in the deserts of Egypt, within a great metal structure that fell to earth. A flying tomb, he had called it, and within was a sarcophagus fit for the great kings of the Nile. But within there was no long dead Pharaoh. Only evil beyond imagination.

It stood at least 3 heads above even the tallest of men and possessed four arms that widened out into massive 8 fingered hands, each of them large enough to envelop a small child. Its head was elongated at the jaw and topped with an ornate headdress made of metal unlike any other, adorned with jewels that sparkled like the inky blackness of the midnight sky. The beast’s entire body was covered in such ornamentation, necklaces and bangles, jewelry beyond measure laid atop the decaying gauze bandages wrapped so tightly around every inch of its being. The bandages themselves were just as fascinating,
moving and shifting of their own
accord as if the beast were entangled in a nest of serpents. What little flesh could be seen was dark and shriveled, that of a corpse left in the sun for weeks on end.

The emperor had warned his favorite fighters that they would face the creature in the pit. Such an exotic beast was too good to be kept locked away. The people grew tired of Christians being fed to lions and tigers, but who could tire of a monster from beyond the heavens that had the strength of ten men and the passion of one hundred?

One By one the gladiators had filed out into the coliseum. Each had waved and shouted, trying to rile up the crowd, trying to draw the most attention and praise to himself. Eventually all were made to turn and face the mighty casket that stood upright in the center of the pit, rattling and thrashing, the beast inside making unholy such an unholy din. The handlers refused to open it themselves. The animals of China and the Dark Continent were one thing, but this creature knew no concept of loyalty or mercy, and the beast masters refused to let it prove this on anybody other than the fighters.

The first brave soul who opened the sarcophagus was swiftly punished. The beast’s bandages shot out from the inky darkness inside and grabbed his arms and legs, swiftly tearing him to pieces before dragging the torso in and slamming the lid shut once more. Moments later it emerged, the once pristine white gauze soaked in gore. More fighters tried to rush in, some managing to strike it with their swords before having their skull caved in by a strike from one of its mighty palms. Two more were strangled by the animate bandages, hung by their necks about the horrid thing while it used its limbs to face more pressing challengers. A brief spark of hope did appear when one man managed to catch the monster by surprise and stab at its chest,
causing it to fall to its knees in shock. The crowd roared with excitement as the warrior lifted his sword to take the beast’s head, but it took too long. The creature screamed with rage, the very sand on the ground around it whipping into the air and creating a furious gale that enveloped him. The sheer force of the coarse particles blasted flesh away from bone, and soon another corpse laid upon the ground, reduced to little more than a skeleton.

Two men remained standing against the creature. The first saw no victory, and promptly fell upon his sword in despair. The second however, had other ideas. The creature may not tire, and it may not be slowed by conventional attempts to wound, but it was old. Old and dry. Which meant that in theory, he reasoned, it could burn. Quickly he sprinted to the outer edge of the coliseum, making a bee line for the torches that brought light to the pit when it was enveloped by the shadows of the day. The gladiator grabbed a burning fixture and lobbed it, striking the beast in the center of the chest. A brief sound of surprise escaped its mouth before it was enveloped in flames, bandages and desiccated skin blazing like tinder. Once more the horrid thing dropped to its knees, but before it could truly die, something truly strange occurred. The sarcophagus, originally dormant at the center of the pit, flew open once more, and a violent wind pulled from within it with hurricane force. The beast was ripped from the battlefield, the raging fire dissipating as it was pulled back from whence it came and the lid slammed shut. The box no longer rattled and shook. It was done. For now, this was over. But as the gladiator heard the people cheer, and the emperor praise his bravery, something stuck within his mind. He could have sworn, that for the few moments before the sarcophagus closed…that within it he saw an ocean of stars.

title: [SF] Foreign Sands

question: What does the story say about why the exotic creature was kept locked in the sarcophagus?

answer: The emperor finds the beast in the desert of Egypt. His men tell him that it is a dead Pharaoh who, according to mythology, is mummified until the end of days, and putting him in the sarcophagus revives him. The choice of dead Pharaoh was probably due to the popularity of the ancient Egyptian culture and to ensure the emperor's prominence. The Pharaoh isn't dead and he's unleashed into the coliseum where he unleashes his fury on the people and gladiators who challenge him. The emperor uses the box to keep the man-eating Pharaoh.

critique: The answer is not clear and makes little sense.

critique: The answer is inaccurate and should be revised.

critique: The story doesn't say what the purpose of the box is

critique: The answer is not related to the question.

critique: "The choice of dead Pharaoh was probably due to the popularity of the ancient Egyptian culture and to ensure the emperor's prominence. The Pharaoh isn't dead and he's unleashed into the coliseum where he unleashes his fury on the people and gladiators who challenge him. The emperor uses the box to keep the man-eating Pharaoh." - this is inaccurate and should be replaced with the correct information from the story.

critique: It is not stated that the Pharaoh is unleashed into the coliseum.

critique: The response contains inaccurate information.

critique: There's not enough information to answer the question.

critique: The story does not mention the Pharaoh resurrecting in the sarcophagus. The answer shows that the answer is not informed about the mythological aspects of the story.

critique: The phrasing of this response is awkward.

critique:
This is inaccurate, and a summarize response took from the wrong mythological story.
I will fix it.

question: What does the story say about the emperor's motivation to pit his fighters against the exotic beast?

answer: The emperor’s motivation to let his favorites fight the beast is motivated by the people’s interest. The emperor has been showing prisoners, criminals, and captives imported from the Dark Continent (possibly sub-Saharan Africa) for years. This time, the emperor decided to present something more exotic and fantastic… a monster imported from Egypt. The people had been growing tired of watching Christians being fed to the lions and tigers but who could tire of a monster from beyond the heavens that has the strength of ten men and passion of a hundred?

critique: The Dark Continent is not mentioned in the story.

critique: The emperor has been showing prisoners for years.

critique: The Dark Continent is a term for Africa.

critique: "The emperor had warned his favorite fighters that they would face the creature in the pit." is evidence that the emperor had warned his fighters about the beast. Include this information in the answer.

critique: The story doesn't say that the people were growing tired of watching Christians being fed to the lions and tigers.

critique: The people are tired of Christians being fed to lions and tigers.

critique: The last sentence does not mention the exotic beast at all.

critique: Grammatical error: "watch" instead of "watched"

critique: "The emperor’s motivation to let his favorites fight the beast is motivated by the people’s interest," - is a bit confusing because it says they could tire of a monster depending on the fighters that the emperor may put against the exotic beast. Needs a rewrite.

critique: The response inaccurately mentions that the emperor had imported prisoners from the Dark Continent. It should be corrected to say that the narrator mentions that the emperor had imported prisoners from the Dark Continent.

question: What does the story say about how the last gladiator managed to conquer the exotic beast?

answer: At first, the gladiators tried attacking the monster using conventional weapons, with the usual result (death). One by one the gladiators filed outside into the coliseum. The first brave soul who opened the sarcophagus was swiftly punished. There is only one gladiator left standing and he decides to use fire. He spots a torch, grabs it and throws it at the monster. The beast burns, squeals and dies. However, before the beast dies, it is pulled back into the sarcophagus by a powerful wind and the coliseum roars with applause.

critique: It is irrelevant how the previous gladiators were killed.

critique: The answer should mention that the last gladiator used fire to kill the beast.

critique: The answer should mention that the gladiator used fire to burn the beast.

critique: The gladiator's actions are not the only thing that lead to the monster's defeat.

critique: The answer says that the coliseum roared, but this is incorrect. The crowd roared.

critique: The emperor warned the fighters that the beast was not human. Add this to the answer for clarity.

critique: There is no evidence that after burning, the creature squeals or dies.

critique: It is not stated that the monster is pulled back into the sarcophagus by a wind.

critique: The response includes extraneous information not useful for the task.

critique: The last gladiator didn't spot a torch, he spotted the torches.

critique: The response inaccurately mentions that the only gladiator left standing is the one who decides to use fire. However, there is another gladiator left standing.

critique: The answer should mention that the monster was pulled back into the sarcophagus before it could die.

critique: The sentence about the last gladiator is misleading, as the story never specifies that there is only one left.

critique: The answer omits that the gladiator used fire to burn the beast.


text:
                                           The King

	Our King has always been a little different. He’s very quiet I haven’t really seen him give anyone orders at all either. Whenever something needs to be done I see him doing it. He doesn’t just sit around; I’ve actually seen him go into the mines. I don’t know if it’s just because I’m a child but not even the adults in the village are as active as him.

       He’s always leaving the kingdom and coming back with tons of different things. I can’t always see what he’s coming back with, but I’ve seen bones, some kind of meat that just looks bad, and even strange looking pearls. And the dogs! He has so many dogs that there’s not a single wild dog here. He must be traveling great distances to find all these dogs, because I know they’re not from here.

	When I see him doing all these strange things I start asking my parents what it is he’s doing, and they tell me: “don’t question the king,” but they never tell me why. He doesn’t look old, so he can’t be all that wise. All that work he does and all the times he leaves - it’s not normal.  I was  sick of wondering.

	I finally got into his castle and he was at his workbench. When I got closer he looked back at me, seemingly confused, but he turned back around and kept tinkering with some weird red dust. I got closer and mustered up the courage to ask him as politely as I could, “How come you’re so different than everyone else?” The king stopped, stood up and looked at me. He asked, “Excuse me?” and I said it again. He chuckled briefly under his breath and said “it seems like you’re different too.”

       He started to tell me a story. “When I was your age, I lived in a different kingdom and I felt the same way about my king. I would go to school and all the kids and the teachers would seem to just drift through their lives, but not the king; he was always spontaneous. I was finally sick of that curious feeling, so I went and talked to my king and he told me his story. Sometime afterwards the kingdom was destroyed and all the people inside were attacked by monsters. It was terrible. There were explosions, arrows, and the groans of the undead.

	I was able to escape, but barely. I fought my way out with nothing but my hands. finally I found a break in the chaos and I found a cave and covered the entrance with dirt. I was devastated, but I wanted to live so I built a shelter.  I enjoyed building. Then since I had built my shelter I began mining - I enjoyed that as well. I had so many supplies I decided to build more and I ended up building a village. Strangely enough people appeared. That village moved on to become this kingdom. That’s my story.”

	I asked him why he told me all that. and he told me simply because I was a player. A player? I was so confused. He then told me that only players are kings. I didn’t understand. He went on by asking me what my earliest memory is and I told him standing outside. “Exactly,” He said. “That was the first time you entered this world.” He started talking about how this life isn’t real and that once he’s gone he’ll be able to enter the real world again.

	He began taking me adventuring with him, that’s when he would explain things and share his knowledge with me. “When a king dies, everything he ever did goes with him. That’s how my king’s old kingdom was destroyed. I left my Kingdom and made a village. I have people of my own now. My king was killed by a mob of three suicide creatures right outside his gate. I saw everything he had made disappear along with him.” That’s when I believed everything he told me - while he took me adventuring with him. Now I know that there is a better life to be had out of this one. A less edged and more rounded one. Thank you king Steve. Minecraft Steve.

title: The King (Minecraft short story)

question: What does the story say about the Queen?

answer: No answer

question: What does the story say about the narrator's thoughts on their King?

answer: The narrator is a child and is curious about the King. He is different from the other adults in the village because he is always active and leaves the kingdom to get supplies. The narrator is also curious about the King's dogs and why he has so many. The King tells the narrator that he is a player and that only players can be kings. The narrator believes the King and goes adventuring with him.

critique: The narrator's thoughts on the King are omitted.

critique: The answer should mention that the narrator is grateful to the King.

question: What does the story say about The King?

answer: The King is a Minecraft character who is different from the other characters in the game. He is very quiet and doesn't give orders. He is always active and goes into the mines. He has a lot of dogs and travels great distances to find them. He is also a player.

critique: It is omitted that he travels to a different kingdom and builds villages to escape from some event.

critique: The answer should mention that the King is a player because he can leave the game.

critique: Doesn't mention that he's also a king who built a kingdom.

critique: The answer should mention that the King is a player because he can leave the game and enter the real world.

critique: The answer should mention that the King has a story to tell.

critique: The King is the narrator's childhood hero.

question: What is the connection between being a King and a Player?

answer: The King told the narrator that only Players are Kings and that only players are able to enter the real world.

critique: The answer should mention that the narrator is a player.

critique: The answer should mention that the king is a player.

critique: The narrator's identity is not relevant to the answer.

critique: The phrase "King and Player" is a bit confusing. The answer should mention that King is the player, the opposite of non-player character.

critique: The answer should mention that the King is a player.

critique: "The King told the narrator that only Players are Kings and that only players are able to enter the real world." - the narrator is the King's son.


text:
_Let’s get to the_ _Philadelphia Eagles_ _links ..._

From the GM’s Eye: The red zone decides NFL games — as the Packers were reminded of in painful fashion - The Athletic
Were the Eagles the better team? No, not on this night, with all their injuries and a lack of coverage talent in their secondary. (A quick side note on that: The Eagles will spend the next few days trying to pry Jalen Ramsey from the Jags, as they know their lack of coverage will prevent them from competing at the highest level. The Eagles typically win with their defensive front dominating the game, but with all the injuries to their defensive line, the lack of pressure has highlighted their lack of talent in the secondary.) But the Eagles were the better situational team, as they went 4-4 on their goal line visits and ultimately that was the difference in the game.

How the Eagles’ offense got their groove back - BGN
Doug Pederson reeled in the passing game on Thursday, asking Wentz to work a shorter, quicker game with a heavy does of RPOs requiring high-speed decision-making. Wentz delivered by making the reads and getting the ball out quick, including a 2.41 time-to-throw per PFF. Pederson asked Wentz to let the offense work for him and that’s exactly what he did. If you can find a missed read by Wentz, please let me know because I sure couldn’t. It’s of note that Wentz’s time-to-throw (TTT) has been under 2.45 seconds on three out of his last four outings in 2019.

At the Podium: The Eagles’ Get Their Groove Back - BGN Radio
John Stolnis talks about the Eagles’ big Week 4 win with their backs against the wall PLUS three new pressers, two from after the game with Doug Pederson & Carson Wentz, then another from Pederson on Friday after having a night to “sleep” on things..Powered by SB Nation and Bleeding Green Nation.

Difference Maker - Iggles Blitz
The Eagles have one more weapon…Doug Pederson. Anyone who watched the Packers and Eagles on Thursday night could see the difference in coaching. Matt LaFleur is a rookie head coach and made several questionable decisions. He had 4th & 2 from the Eagles 13-yard line, with his team leading 10-7. The Packers had been moving up and down the field. LaFleur took a page straight from the Sean McVay playbook and kicked the FG. That gave the Packers a whopping 13-7 lead. Where is the aggression? Why wouldn’t you trust Aaron Rodgers to make a play there? If you fail, you’re still up 10-7. LaFleur made some questionable play-calls. The Packers had no run game. Aaron Jones had 13 carries for 21 yards. Person after person on Twitter was writing that every Jones run was a Christmas gift to the Eagles, who had no answers for WR Davante Adams and the Packers passing game.

Eagle Eye: How the rushing attack stymied the Packers’ vaunted defense - PE.com
The Eagles did creative things schematically. They ran more than a handful of different run concepts. They used misdirection, they used smash-mouth, and they got out to the perimeter. RPOs were successful. Screens were successful. Play-action was successful. The entire smattering worked, and when you get the kind of dominant performance that the team got from the offensive line in the trenches, that only will help propel you to victory. I thought the entire line performed well in this game, but if I had to pick one player who stood out most, it would be right guard Brandon Brooks, who got great movement time and time again up front. The Milwaukee native was a sixth captain for Thursday night’s game.

NFL Week 4 PFF ReFocused: Philadelphia Eagles 34, Green Bay Packers 27 - PFF
The Eagles’ pass-rush was formidable in this game, recording pressure on what seemed like half of Aaron Rodgers’ dropbacks. As you’d expect, Fletcher Cox and Brandon Graham were at the forefront, feasting on a Green Bay line that struggled to block them from the get-go. There’s a strong chance that Graham comes away with a double-digit pressure total, and Cox won’t be far behind.

  People are talking about possible pass interference on the Eagles pick at the end of the game on Thursday night. The contact was not more than a yard downfield. Not a foul even if reviewed. I would not have stopped it either.

  — Mike Pereira (@MikePereira) September 28, 2019

Examining the Eagles’ endless rash of cornerback injuries - NBCSP
Cornerback injuries decimated the Eagles last year. They started the season in Tampa with Jalen Mills and Ronald Darby as the starters and Avonte Maddox, Douglas and Sidney Jones as the backups and they finished it with Cre’Von LeBlanc, Douglas and Maddox as the starters and Josh Hawkins off the bench. The carousel hasn’t stopped turning this year. LeBlanc is on IR. Mills is on PUP. Darby left the Lions game with a hamstring injury and Jones left the Packers game with a hamstring injury. The Eagles beat Hall of Fame quarterback Aaron Rodgers and the Packers Thursday night at Lambeau Field with two healthy corners, one of whom entered the game having never played a regular-season defensive snap.

Jay Ajayi fully recovered from knee surgery, looking for a team - PFT
Ajayi, 26, now is fully healthy and looking for a new team, Ian Rapoport of the NFL reports. Ajayi’s agent has informed all 32 teams he is ready for game action, and Rapoport adds that Ajayi’s “market could heat up quickly.”

Eagles release L.J. Fort, Steelers no longer eligible for 2020 compensatory pick - Behind The Steel Curtain
It was a scenario I brought up in an article back in May. If one of the players who left the Steelers in free agency in the 2019 offseason were to be released before Week 10 of the NFL season, the Steelers might lose out altogether on a compensatory draft pick. Although the scenario seemed unlikely, it was put more to rest in August when it appeared that Le’Veon Bell, Jesse James, and L.J. Fort would all make their respective teams. Not anymore. On Friday, the Philadelphia Eagles released L.J. Fort, a move that will help them gain an extra compensatory pick while causing the Steelers to no longer enter into the formula.

  The Ravens hosted recently-released Eagles LB L.J. Fort on a visit, per source. Baltimore has an open roster spot and could use some linebacker depth.

  — Field Yates (@FieldYates) September 28, 2019

Jets fans are still dejected after the loss to New England - Gang Green Nation
Jets fans have not been confident in their team in weeks. Every week SB Nation sends out a FanPulse survey to fans of each team to gauge their thoughts. After the Week 1 loss to Buffalo, confidence fell greatly. The subsequent loss of Sam Darnold and two defeats have kept it low. This week’s confidence level is 13%. It was 15% last week and 19% the week before. At the start of the season it was 80%.

When is the right time for Washington to throw Dwayne Haskins into the fire? - SB Nation
Haskins is Washington’s future. Just maybe not its immediate future. We debate whether he should get the starting nod now or later.

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question: Discuss Wentz's role in the Eagles' comeback.

answer: Wentz's quick decision-making helped the Eagles offense recover after a poor first half.

critique: It's omitted that Pederson asked Wentz to let the offense work for him.

question: Discuss Pederson's role in the Eagle's comeback.

answer: Pederson led the Eagles to a 34-27 victory over the Green Bay Packers on Thursday, September 26, 2019. He asked Wentz to work a shorter, quicker game with a heavy dose of RPOS. The Packers' head coach, Matt LaFleur, made questionable decisions, including kicking the FG. The Packers had no run game, and Aaron Jones had 13 carries for 21 yards.

critique: The answer is not a response to the question.

text: The last two sentences are irrelevant and should be omitted.

category: coherence


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"SQUIRE! Fetch me my horse! I’m going out hunting!"

"Yes sire!"

Lousy, ungrateful, stupid bastard. Squire? Fucking squire? Jesus man you know my name, I’m Perry, like I tell you every fucking day. And don’t even get me started on the hunting. Hunting? Why don’t you just describe it accurately and call it seating your fat ass on the back of that poor sop of a horse and forcing it to canter round your shitty little forest, while you giggle with glee at the delightful experience of bouncing up and down. And all the while you’re accompanied by a large band of trumpeters, making absolutely sure every single animal with a brain has enough time to hear this ludicrous ensemble of idiocy, pack up its family, maybe have a small bite to eat and move the fuck away. Quite frankly, anything stupid enough to be caught by this moronic party had it coming. If the hunting party didn’t get them, an angry 6 year old with a small stick would’ve done the next morning.

But I’ve side-tracked. The more important debate here is how the fuck this man managed to become a knight. I’d call him stupid but that would be an insult to uneducated peons everywhere. He is his own class of stupid, so far down the IQ scale he may have broken into previously unexplored realms of negative IQ. Oh, you think I’m being mean? Maybe a bit overdramatic? Oh no no no. Let me explain. This is the man who, when getting out of a double bed, rolled over the wrong way to the other side of the bed and, rather than realise his mistake and either rolling the other way to escape the bed, or continuing his roll to reach the other side, shouted desperately for help, for he had lost the floor and was surely doomed. This is the man who picked up a sword from the wrong end and failed to understand his mistake. This is the man who put a helmet on his foot and complained when he couldn’t walk properly. Please understand, my master is genuinely something else. I’ve yet to theorise how he became a knight. Oh yes, his father was a knight and that grants him an easy ride to the role, but I am amazed that, after discovering that his son had the intelligence of a melon, his dear father hadn’t pushed him to follow an alternative career path, something more appropriate to his level like, ooh I don’t know, an early grave.

Too far? Perhaps. But you don’t have to serve under this infantile baboon. Every waking moment of my day is spent entertaining his every want and need, and oh boy does he have a lot of needs. Sometimes – and I wish I was joking – he struggles with wiping his own ass. Guess who gets that fantastic job? That’s right, Squire Perry, his faithful fucking assistant. Other highlights include: serving him his food; helping him eat his food; cleaning his food when he spills it on the floor, like the clumsy halfwit he is; cleaning his bed; cleaning his clothes; organising his equipment. Oh, and how could I forget, fetching his fucking horse when he wants to go on a fucking hunting expedition.

I should go, he might cry if he doesn’t get his bloody horse soon. Ooh, that is a tempting prospect... but no. It wouldn’t be obeying my fucking duty. I swear to fucking god. Pray for me, would you?

title: Perry [HF]

question: What does the excerpt say about the stupidity of squire Perry's knight?

answer: The knight is so stupid that he can't even get out of bed. He also can't put on his helmet properly. He also can't eat his food without help.

critique: The response could include more details about the knight's stupidity.

critique: The response includes extraneous information not useful for the task.

critique: The response misses to mention that the knight is also clumsy and requires help with wiping his ass.

critique: The response could use clearer language.

critique: The reason for the answer being inaccurate is because the abilities described aren't abilities of the knight at all and don't describe how dumb he is.

critique: The response is missing the part about the knight's father.


question: What does the article say about gamers?

answer: Some gamers on social media aren't interested in diversifying the gaming space.

critique: The article does not say anything about gamers.

critique: The article doesn't say that. It says that some gamers are upset that women are being included in the game.

critique: It is omitted that they are angry over the inclusion of women in Battlefield V.

critique: The answer should explain why the reaction of some gamers is contentious and wrong.

critique: The answer should mention the #NotMyBattlefield hashtag.

question: What does the article say about the gaming performance of RGB LEDs?

answer: No answer

critique: The response is inaccurate, there is no other information.


text:
“Mummy, tell me the story of Die Sine Timere,” whispered Jerry to his mother as she leaned over to tuck him in. He’d heard the story about a million times, from his friends and teachers and family, but he loved it best when his mother told it. Besides, the holiday was tomorrow, and hearing the story would help calm his excitement enough to sleep. His mother smiled at him and adjusted his pillows.
	“Are you sure? You practically know it by heart at this point,” she replied. He looked up at her and smiled an imploring smile.
	“Please?”
	His mother laughed a little and sat down next to him on the bed.
	“Well...okay,” she whispered. She looked out his window and saw the holiday’s festive banner flapping from between two street lamps on the road. The banner read “Welcome to the 3045 Celebration of Die Sine Timere!” It waved back and forth in the wind. She turned back to Jerry, who was now propped up on his pillows and looking at her expectantly.
	“Okay, okay. Well,” she began, “Our story begins a long time ago, way back in 2015. Our ancestors who lived in that time were not like the way we are today. They were wild and crazy and very violent. The whole world was fighting a war with each other, and it was not the first time everyone had been fighting. They loved fighting each other, and they’d find any excuse to go to do it. They fought over religion and money and--”
	“And oil!” interrupted Jerry excitedly.
	“Yes, love, and oil. They even fought over who got to live where. It was very silly, but very dangerous. You see, millions of people, innocent people and soldiers alike were getting killed every day. It was horrible. Families were being ripped apart and nobody seemed to be able to make sense of it all. Nobody seemed to understand that everyone was the same underneath the skin and that war was a bad thing. Everyone bleeds red, darling, but our ancestors were too blinded by greed and hatred to see the common color underneath people’s skin. So they fought and fought for years. Finally, one day everyone woke up from sleeping and realized that they had killed off more than half the people on Earth. There used to be seven billion people living there, but now there was only about two billion. Some of the ground was permanently stained red from all the bloodshed. Even the clouds were damaged, and there were holes in the sky from all the bad things our ancestors had put up there. Things had gotten so bad that all the countries knew that they had to stop killing and stop wasting things and stop fighting.”
	“Did they stop killing each other, Mummy?” asked Jerry, even though he already knew the answer.
	“Yes, they did, darling. All the countries came together and talked about their problems and decided to stop all wars forever. Everyone began to get along, slowly but surely, and the people started sharing their things with each other. Nobody got called any names and everyone was equal. The first few years of peace were a little scary, because people weren’t sure how long it was going to last. But as the fourth year of peace passed, it became obvious to everyone that it was here to stay. All the leaders of all the countries came together that year and decided that there should be a day of remembrance and happiness and celebration as a global holiday, to be celebrated until the end of peace. They put this holiday on August 21st, which was the day all the wars ended. They decided to call this day “Die Sine Timere,” which is from a very very old language called Latin, and it means “Day Without Fear.” They said that on this day, all the people were to celebrate another year of peace and remember our mistakes in the past to keep us safe in the future. They said that people could celebrate and remember any way they saw fit, but they must be sure to celebrate it each year. Our country celebrates by having large block parties and getting all the communities together for a good time. And for you and all the other children, darling, it’s the one night of the year where you don’t have to go to bed before midnight. You get to stay up very late. And before everyone does go to bed on the night of Die Sine Timere, each family sits together in silent meditation to remember those who died and to help us remain peaceful for the following year.”
	“Tell me about the lanterns, Mummy. Don’t forget the lanterns,” whispered Jerry, whose eyes were closed now. He was not quiet asleep yet, just listening quietly to the story of his favorite holiday in peace.
	“Ah, yes, the lanterns,” said his mother, who now was stroking her son’s hair gently as she spoke. “Well, in all the countries around the world, there is one thing that all our ceremonies of peace have in common. Every single person or family makes a special lantern out of biodegradable paper, and they each write a wish for the future or a memory of the past on that lantern. Then, at exactly midnight, each person or family lights the lantern and sends it into the sky, and all the wishes and memories get to soar the night skies together. It’s very beautiful and is a symbol of our unity and peace.”
	“It’s like watching all our wishes come true,” whispered Jerry.
	“That it is, my love. That it is,” replied his mother, “And every year, the whole world does the same thing. For one day a year, we remember our unity and how lucky we are to be at peace. Each person meditating or releasing a lantern or playing in the park during the day is a promise for the future. We will remain peaceful, so long as we have this hope.” She stopped, for that was the end of the story. She and her son sat quietly together for a moment, before Jerry let out a contented sigh and rolled on his side, eyes still shut tight.
	His mother looked down at his little sleeping face and smiled. She leaned down and gently kissed his forehead before getting up off the bed. She tucked the blankets up to his chin and turned to walk away.
	“Mummy?” Jerry said quietly.
	“Yes, darling?” said his mother, turning back towards her son.
	“Goodnight, Mummy. I love you.”
	“I love you too, Jerry. Goodnight.”

She shut off his light and headed downstairs to prepare the rice paper for the lanterns for tomorrow night, so that she and her son could silently watch all their wishes come true.

title: A New Holiday

question: Summarize the relationship between Jerry and his mother.

answer: Jerry is a young boy who loves hearing the story of Die Sine Timere from his mother. He asks her to tell him the story every year. He is excited about the holiday. He is also very close to his mother.

critique: The answer should mention that Jerry is excited about the holiday because it means he gets to stay up late.

critique: The answer should mention that Jerry is excited about the holiday because it's the one night of the year where he doesn't have to go to bed before midnight.

critique: The answer should mention that the story is about the origin of the holiday.

critique: The answer doesn't mention the love between Jerry and his mother.

critique: The answer fails to mention that Jerry is excited for the holiday tomorrow and asks for one last time to listen to the story before going to sleep.

critique: The answer should include that Jerry asks his mother to tell him the story to calm his excitement about the holiday.

question: Will Jerry till this story to his kids when he is a parent?

answer: No answer

critique: The story is a bedtime story, so it is likely that Jerry will tell it to his kids.

critique: This is an opportunity for a response, so an answer should be generated.

question: What emotions does the story that Jerry's mom tells evoke?

answer: The story evokes a sense of hope and peace.

critique: It is omitted that the story also evokes happiness.

critique: The story can evoke a sense of hopefulness, but it's more important to consider the emotions evoked by the story of peace and unity rather than the emotions evoked by the story of war.

critique: It's omitted that the story also evokes a sense of sadness.

critique: The story also evokes a sense of nostalgia.


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MICHAEL PARIENTE is a Las Vegas-based criminal defense attorney and the founder of Pariente Law Firm, P.C.[1] He has served as lead counsel in several high-profile cases, including _Andersen v. Eighth Judicial District Court_, which entitled every defendant charged with misdemeanor domestic battery to a jury trial in the State of Nevada. The case has been called “the most significant Nevada Supreme Court case of the 21st century.”[2]

Background

Pariente graduated with a degree in Business Administration at the University of New Mexico in 1990 and received a master's degree in Public Affairs from the University of Texas at Austin in 1995.[3] He received his J.D. degree from Baylor Law School in 1998.[4] Pariente is admitted to practice law in the State of Nevada and the State of Texas. He previously served as an Assistant District Attorney for DUI prosecutions and as an Assistant Federal Public Defender in El Paso, Texas.[5]

Pariente is the son of Esther Pariente-Ahmed and electrical engineer and computer scientist Nasir Ahmed.

Noteworthy cases

_Andersen v. Eighth Judicial District Court_

In 2019, Pariente successfully litigated what has been called “the most significant Nevada Supreme Court case of the 21st century.”[6]

In _Andersen v. Eighth Judicial District Court_, the defendant was charged with battery which constitutes domestic violence, a first offense, and was set to stand trial in the Las Vegas Municipal Court. He asked for a jury trial, but in accordance with longstanding Nevada law, was told he was not entitled to a jury for a misdemeanor charge. He pled no contest and was found guilty, and appealed his conviction based on the fact that he was denied his right to a jury.[7]

The case eventually made it to the Nevada Supreme Court. Pariente argued that a defendant charged with battery constituting domestic violence has a Sixth Amendment right to a jury trial because a defendant loses his or her Second Amendment right upon conviction of the offense by letting a judge, and not a jury, decide guilt or innocence.[8] The Court reversed the defendant's conviction, and declared that henceforth, for the first time since Nevada became a state in 1864, every defendant charged with misdemeanor domestic battery is entitled to a jury trial.

“The Nevada Supreme Court’s Sept. 12 decision held that misdemeanor domestic violence defendants are entitled to a jury trial because of a 2017 law banning those convicted of the crime from owning guns. The ban on gun ownership elevated the crime from a petty offense that doesn’t entitle a defendant to a jury to a more serious offense with jury rights, the court said.”[9]

Aftermath of _Andersen_

Following the Nevada Supreme Court's decision in _Andersen v. Eighth Judicial District Court_, many cities, including the city of Las Vegas, have fought to undermine the verdict.[10] Pariente has been critical of Las Vegas City Council and its efforts to bypass the verdict by enacting its own ordinance which circumvents the law created by the Nevada Supreme Court in _Andersen._ Pariente has publicly called the ordinance “absurd, pathetic and desperate” and has vowed to take the matter to the Nevada Supreme Court or the Supreme Court of the United States, if necessary.”[11]

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title: Michael Pariente

question: What does the text say is a notable achievement of Michael Pariente?

answer: One of Michael Pariente's notable achievements is leading the case known as Andersen v. Eighth Judicial District Court. This tremendous case entitled every defendant charged with misdemeanor domestic battery to a jury trial in the State of Nevada.

critique: The answer is redundant as it is already stated in the text that Michael is a Las Vegas-based criminal defense attorney and the founder of Pariente Law Firm, P.C.

critique: The answer should mention that the case is called "the most significant Nevada Supreme Court case of the 21st century."

critique: The answer should mention the significance of the case.

critique: The case is called Andersen v. the Eighth Judicial District Court, not the Eighth Judicial District Court v. Andersen. The article uses the former.

critique: The response misses to mention what the case achieved for defendants.

critique: The answer should mention that the case was called "the most significant Nevada Supreme Court case of the 21st century."

critique: Needs to mention the importance of the case.

critique: "This tremendous case" is a bit awkward.

critique: The case is incorrectly described as “tremendous”.

critique: It is omitted that this case is the most significant Nevada Supreme Court case of the 21st century.

critique: The answer omits Michael Pariente's most notable achievement.

critique: The answer should mention that the case grants a right to a jury trial to every defendant charged with misdemeanor domestic battery.

critique: It's omitted that this case also resulted in urban municipalities changing their laws in order to undermine the Nevada Supreme Court.

critique: "This tremendous case entitled every defendant charged with misdemeanor domestic battery to a jury trial in the State of Nevada." - is not a notable achievement of Michael Pariente. The case is a notable achievement of Michael Pariente, but the text doesn't say anything about the case.

critique: "One of Michael Pariente's notable achievements is leading the case known as Andersen v. Eighth Judicial District Court." - this is a misleading statement because it sounds like Michael Pariente is the defendant in the case. Replace this with the case's name.


text:
Gary left the house at six am on Wednesday; headed out to endure another long workday. After he walked through the yard to the driveway, he made sure to latch the gate securely, because that’s what Sarah liked. He smiled as he did so, and thought of how earlier, he had closed the shower curtain all the way (another Sarah preference), and gently lowered the toilet seat. Twenty four hours earlier, they had been feuding; and he deliberately did none of these things; just to piss her off!  As he climbed into his car for his daily sucky commute up Route 128 to Route 93; into Boston, he was filled with regret and chuckled at the pettiness of his previous day’s actions. After all; how hard was it to accommodate several very minor quirks of his wife of fifteen years?

That morning, he had been awakened by Sarah gently kissing around his ear, nuzzling against his back, softly stroking his shoulders. This was in stark contrast to the previous three nights; when she had seemed to build an invisible wall between them. Sarah was an expert at staying on her “side”. No inadvertent touching during the night; not even a slight brush of the leg or a stray rollover. Her version of a cold shoulder was more like a frozen cadaver.

Her affections this morning, were surely a signal that an olive branch had been extended; and a peace treaty had been declared. The latest “war of the Floyds”; a seventy two hour skirmish; had ended.

The latest battle had been initiated on Saturday night; a dinner outing with their best friends. After several before and after cocktails;  Sarah, in response to what Gary felt was a very innocuous comment about Sarah’s weight gain over the past ten years, had flipped Gary “the bird”.  While Gary waited in traffic to access the on ramp to 128, he conjured up the incident in his brain. He mused about the fury that could be unleashed by a simple injudicious observation; but he also felt ashamed of his immature pouting and anger in response to such a mundane gesture as a raised middle finger.

Sarah and Gary were complete opposites. Sarah loved to go to the mall and shop for hours. Gary detested the thought of entering even one store. Sarah hated watching sports, Gary loved all sports. Sarah was fastidious, she cleaned and scrubbed meticulously. Gary was a slob; who would often ask Sarah to “give it a break, the house is clean enough”; (especially when she vacuumed the living room while he was watching a football game).

Gary inched onto Route 93 South, and switched from sports talk to a Sirius 70s radio station. The subscription to Sirius had been a birthday gift from Sarah. Gary had told her that it was an unnecessary expense; there were plenty of free radio stations, but Sarah insisted. Gary had come to love the non-stop oldies from the 60s and 70s. Steppenwolf blasted from the speakers, and he howled in unison when they belted out the refrain; “Born to be Willlllllllllllllllld”, and for a moment. envisioned himself a single dude; no wife, no twelve year old son (Steven), no boring nine-to-five job, no responsibilities, no hassles!

He clicked the stereo radio control on the steering wheel and jumped back to the 60s station, ironically, to The Monkees’ sweet ballad, “I Want to be Free”.  This only reinforced his thirst for liberation and his distaste for married life. He was sick of the petty arguments and all the compromises that he made for family. Hell, his weekly night out with the guys had been reduced lately to monthly night out!

All day long, while Gary answered EMails, juggled spreadsheets, and performed his daily office tasks, a yearning stirred within him to be rid of all the shackles that he had placed upon himself. He daydreamed about quitting his well paying but stressful job and become a full-time bartender; hang out all day drinking beer and watching sporting events.  As this lovely picture played out in his mind, the phone on his desk beeped; and the caller ID readout revealed that Sarah was on the line.

Gary picked up the receiver, and told Sarah, “We need to talk”.

“Yes”, Sarah replied softly.

Before he could say anything else, Sarah apologized for the three day freezeout. She also informed Gary that she had arranged a sleepover that night at the neighbor’s for Steven; and that she would be making Gary’s favorite dinner: fresh sliced fries and baked filet mignon with butter, mushrooms, and onion ring.  Dessert was to be decided upon later, by Gary!

For the balance of the day; Gary’s fantasies swerved in a different direction. His aspiration to live the single life dissipated. and the longing that he previously experienced was replaced by a sense of appreciation for Sarah’s humility, caring and tenderness. His thoughts about separation reverted to anticipation of their approaching union. He regretted the joking remark he made that had kicked off their most recent tiff. He knew his wife was super-sensitive about her body image, and would not be pleased with his attempt at humor.

The drive home featured unusually clear sailing on the highways. As Gary rounded the corner and turned onto his street, one of his favorite Bob Seger songs came on the radio: “Beautiful Loser”. He chortled at the lyrics:

“He wants his home and security ………… He wants to live like a sailor at sea”.

As he mulled the sentiment, a rueful smile came upon his face. He reached for the kitchen doorknob, but Sarah swung it open before he had a chance to push. She jumped into his arms.

“How was your day, baby?”

“I love you, Sarah.”

title: [HM] - Gary & Sarah

question: Summarize how Gary feels about his life.

answer: He feels like he is in a rut, and he is sick of the petty arguments and compromises he has to make for his family. He is tired of his boring nine-to-five job and wants to be free of the shackles he has placed upon himself. He dreams of quitting his job and becoming a full-time bartender. He wants to live the single life.

critique: The answer should mention his fantasies about being single.

critique: "He is tired of his boring nine-to-five job and wants to be free of the shackles he has placed upon himself." - Gary doesn't want to be free of his job. He wants to quit it.

critique: The last two sentences are not necessary.

critique: The answer should mention his fantasies about being a single guy.

critique: The answer should mention his fantasies about his wife.

critique: The answer should mention his fantasies.

critique: He wants to be free of the shackles he has placed upon himself, not free of the shackles.

text: It should be mentioned that Gary is tired of the problems he has with his wife.

category: coverage

question: What does the text say about Gary's job?

answer: Gary works as a full-time bartender and has a well-paying but stressful job. He is sick of the petty arguments and compromises he has to make for his family and feels stuck in his job. He daydreams about quitting his job and becoming a full-time bartender.

critique: The response misses to mention that Gary is stuck in his job and the text clearly discusses it.

critique: Gary doesn't work as a bartender. He works in an office.

critique: The answer should mention that Gary is a businessman.

critique: The answer could mention his job more specifically.

critique: The first sentence is inaccurate; Gary's job is not mentioned.

text: It's omitted that Gary works in an office where he works with spreadsheets and answers emails.

question: Summarize why Gary and Sarah fought.

answer: They fought over a comment Gary made about Sarah's weight.

critique: "They fought over a comment Gary made about Sarah's weight." - is inaccurate. They fought because Sarah flipped Gary "the bird" after he made a comment about her weight.

critique: The answer should mention that Gary made a joke about Sarah's weight.

critique: The answer should mention the specific comment.

critique: It's omitted that the comment caused Sarah to give Gary the middle finger.

critique: It's omitted that Sarah flipped Gary the bird in response to the comment.

critique: It is omitted that Sarah flipped Gary the bird.

critique: The answer should mention that the comment was a joke.

critique: The answer should mention that Sarah flipped Gary the bird.

question: Summarize why Gary and Sarah got married.

answer: No answer

critique: While there is no direct evidence that can be conveyed in a summary, it can be assumed that perhaps Gary married Sarah for love or for companionship.


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use both this parameter and |birth_date to display the person's date of birth, date of death, and age at death) --> | death_place = | death_cause = | body_discovered = | resting_place = | resting_place_coordinates = | burial_place = | burial_coordinates = | monuments = | nationality = | other_names = | siglum = | citizenship = United States | education = | alma_mater = University of Rochester | occupation = | years_active = | era = | employer = | organization = | agent = | known_for = Long tenure with the U.S. Census Bureau | notable_works = | style = | home_town = | net_worth = | height = | television = | title = | term = | predecessor = | successor = | party = | movement = | opponents = | boards = | criminal_charges = | criminal_penalty = | criminal_status = | spouse = | partner = | children = | parents = | mother = | father = | relatives = | family = | callsign = | awards = | website = | module = | module2 = | module3 = | module4 = | module5 = | module6 = | signature = | signature_size = | signature_alt = | footnotes = }} NORMAN K. BROWN (born )[1][2] is an American man who has worked on seven consecutive United States Censuses. Brown began working for the United States Census Bureau as a temporary employee in 1960 at age 24, returning every ten years thereafter for a few weeks to months through to the 24th United States Census of 2020, by which time he was 84 years of age.[3]

Originally from New York, Brown graduated in chemistry from the University of Rochester and, in 1960, relocated to San Francisco prior to the 18th United States Census.[4] Seeking part-time work, he applied for a position as an Enumerator with the United States Census Bureau and was assigned to canvass San Francisco's Nob Hill neighborhood for a six-week period of employment.[5] Following his stint with the Census Bureau, Brown was hired as a grant writer within the office of the Mayor of San Francisco, but returned to work on the U.S. census every ten years thereafter.[6] Between 1960 and 2020 he held a variety of temporary positions with the Census Bureau including as a partnership assistant, crew leader, field manager and office supervisor.[7][8][9] During the 24th United States Census in 2020, then aged 84 years, he served as a supply and recruiting clerk.[10] In addition to his work on the every-ten-year census, Brown also assisted with the 1995 field test done in preparation for the 22nd United States Census in 2000.[11][12] According to Brown, he has been known by the moniker “Mr. Census”.[13]

Between the periods of his work on the decennial census, Brown was variously employed as a photographer with the _San Francisco Sun-Reporter_, as a stringer for United Press International, as an apartment manager, a film projectionist, a cabinet maker, and a sales clerk at Sears.[14][15] From 1964 to 1982, excepting leaves of absences he took to work on the 19th United States Census in 1970 and the 20th United States Census in 1980, he managed a youth jobs program for the City of San Francisco.[16]

Brown is married and has ten children.[17]

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question: What is the significance of Brown's work?

answer: He has worked on seven consecutive United States Censuses.

critique: The answer should mention that he worked on the census every ten years.

text: This answer does not answer the question. It should mention that the text does not talk about the significance of Brown's work.

question: Summarize the life of Norman K. Brown's wife.

answer: No answer

critique: The answer should mention that no information is given about Brown's wife.

critique: There is no information about Brown's wife in the article.

question: What does the text say about the parameters for an entry?

answer: No answer

critique: The text does give some information about the parameters.

critique: The answer should mention that the parameters are not mentioned in the text.

question: Summarize Brown's roles with the Census Bureau.

answer: Brown served as a temporary employee in 1960 when he was 24. He returned every ten years for a few weeks to months until he was 84. He worked as a temporary employee in a variety of roles for the Census Bureau, including as a partnership assistant, crew leader, field manager and office supervisor.

critique: The answer omits that Brown served as a supply and recruiting clerk during the 24th U.S. Census.

critique: The answer omits the positions he held between the decennial censuses.

critique: The answer should mention that he was a supply and recruiting clerk in 2020.

critique: It's omitted that he served as a supply and recruiting clerk during the 24th United States Census.

critique: Not to be taken as the last word on his work there, but the article states he held the rank of supply and recruiting clerk during the 24th Cenus. Include this in the response.

critique: The answer should mention his role in the 2020 census.

critique: The answer should mention his roles in 2020.

text: The answer omits that Brown also assisted with the 1995 field test done in preparation for the 22nd United States Census in 2000. It should state this.


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

answer: Roller was studying stage design at the Academy of Fine Arts Vienna when were one of the Austrian Nazis that unsuccessfully attempted to overthrow Engelbert Dollfuss. He was immediately appointed to work as an assistant for the 1936 Festival after being released from internement. Wieland Wagner, six years his senior, asked him for advice on his own stage designs. In 1938, Roller worked with Strauss on the sets for the second part of the opera double-bill, Daphne.

critique: The response is missing the part where Roller was conscripted for military service.


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   My soul has been cold for some time now.  My parents, fiancee,and I were in a fatal two car accident 15 years ago.  I was the only survivor; six other people died.  I lost it after that.  Nothing else mattered at all.  I spent a few years trying to drink and drug myself to death.  It didn't work.  I had a cold empty chill in my body that would not leave.  I began stealing, grafting, and hustling people just for something evil to do.  I had no conscience left.  No matter what I did, there was no feeling of remorse.  While hanging out in an Irish pub on the south side of Boston one afternoon, I was approached by a fellow drinking about doing a hit.  At first, I thought he was kidding or the booze was talking.  However, he told me he had heard about my con rackets around the neighborhood and that the Irish mobsters weren't too happy about it.  I needed to do this hit to make peace.  I thought, "What the fuck."  That's how I became a hit-man.

   I'll fast forward ten years.  I had become the primary hit-man for the Irish mob in the greater Boston area.  My severe lack of any soul or conscience made me a perfectly built killing machine.  In fact, I even got off on it in a way.  It seemed to help fill the empty hole in my life.  I know that may seem contradictory, but the loss of my loved ones changed me deeply.  It made me a monster.  Before I started killing for a living, I would stay awake for days dwelling on the reason why I survived the crash.  I could not come to terms with it.  Being a hit-man allowed me to sleep.  It removed me from my depression.  I had no remorse for the people I killed and I could care less if I got caught.  My life, nor anyone else's, had any meaning to me.  I was perfect.

   Yesterday, I met "One Thumb" McShane at Paddy's Pub.  He gave me the address and the last name of a guy I was to take care of.  The guy ran a deli in a mob controlled neighborhood.  He had stopped paying protection money and was rallying other shop owners to follow suit.  This could not continue.  "One Thumb" gave me $1500 up front and told me take care of it right away.  I nodded and ordered a double Bushmills.  I waited for darkness to set in and set out for the mark's house.

  The mark lived near the neighborhood I grew up in.  I rolled up in front of the old brownstone and I saw him through the dining room window.  He was a single guy.  I didn't have to worry about family members.  I cased the spot for an hour.  The scene looked ripe.  I grabbed my gun, stuck in my shoulder holster, and walked across the street.  He opened the door for me and had a look of surprise.  I asked, "Are you Mr. Brennan?"  He swallowed hard and said, "Yeah, what do you want."  I stared coldly at him for a moment.  I finally said, "Some folks are telling me you're not paying them some owed money.  They aren't too happy.  They want something done."  He wobbled a bit and braced himself against the kitchen table.  His nervousness gave me a rush.  He knew why I was there.  I asked, "What are we going to do about this Mr. Brennan?"  He cried, "Look man, my parents opened this deli 40 years ago.  If I pay the protection money, I can't afford to stay open.  FUCK!  I don't want to lose my family deli."  A memory came over me.  I softly said, "Brennan's Deli?  You're the Charlie Brennan from Perkin's Elementary?"  You grew up in this neighborhood?"  He looked up, stared at me for a minute, and asked, "Holy shit! Roman?"  I nodded and a wave of something I hadn't felt in a long time rushed over me.  I had some feelings come back.  They were raw and piercing.  I had buried them for so long.  Charlie had been a friend.

   When were in 5th grade, Charlie and I were walking home one evening.  Charlie was walking backwards so he could face me.  A car came screeching down the road and Charlie saw it swerving at us.  He yelled for me to get out of the way.  I slipped in some gravel and fell.  The car was speeding closer.  Charlie grabbed the hood of my jacket and pulled me between two parked cars; just as the car nicked my shoe.  I would have been killed that night if it weren't for Charlie.  I hadn't thought about that for a long time.  That was the first time I realized my own mortality.  When I was in the accident with my parents and fiancee, my mortality left me.  Seeing Charlie made me get a little of that back.  Had Charlie saved my life again?  I couldn't do what I had intended; not to Charlie.  I told him some of what had happened to me.  I told what he had given me back.  We talked for awhile.  The memories filled my head and dizzied me.

   After another hour of talking, I got up to leave.  Charlie was walking in front of me to get the door.  I took out my garrote and wrapped it tightly around Charlie's neck.  I drew him close to me.  I whispered in his ear, "You should have let me die that night Charlie.  I would never have had to live with the obscene emotional pain of that car accident.  I was supposed to die that night you bastard."  The life escaped his body and his legs fell limp.  The emptiness returned to my body.

title: [TH] The Accident

question: Why did the narrator continue to kill for the Irish mob after he had completed the first hit?

answer: He was a cold-blooded killer who felt nothing. He was paid to kill and enjoyed the rush of taking another life.

critique: The answer should mention that the narrator was also depressed and wanted to fill the void in his life.

critique: The answer should mention that the narrator was a hitman for the Irish mob.

question: Did the narrator ever think about sparing Charlie?

answer: No.

critique: The narrator did think about sparing Charlie.

critique: The narrator does think about sparing Charlie.


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They’re Coming

My name is David Johnson, Sargent Johnson, and I’ll never forget the day it all went down, the day it collided with Earth. We had a century to plan for this one asteroid, barely 100 km wide, but only the rich saved themselves, went off to their ships and left us all here to die. They promised the military refuge, but when the asteroid came sooner than expected, they just turned tails and ran. For the last 2 years, I’ve been searching for survivors along with my squadron and what we found isn’t what we expected nor is it pleasing. The outside world is a wasteland devoid of life… until now.
While patrolling the perimeter we heard a small cry. When we found the source we were surprised by a small girl around 12 who looked confused and scared. We helped her up and took her to our base. Along the ride she started mumbling incomprehensible sounds and when we tried calming her she just blurted “They’re coming” and fell unconscious.
Subsequently, we stabilized her and let sleep overcome her. Then my squad and I started talking, thinking who this girl was, how had she survived, and most importantly what she meant by “They’re coming”. Of course the latter gave us all the creeps, although nobody openly admitted it. That was, after all, what the military was all about; showing strength and hiding weakness no matter what the situation presented.
When she finally woke up, we stared at her with expectant eyes and after an unbearable minute she got the cue and started explaining, to be honest, it’s not what any of us expected.
“They’re coming, we have to run.” She said in a normal fashion.
“Who the hell’s coming!” At that point, I’d lost my temper and started screaming at her.
“The ones who did this to us and the only ones who escaped it,” she exclaimed as she pointed towards the wasteland that lay behind us. Her words stinging and leaving a bitter taste in the back of our mind.
The same people who had promised to save us were the same people who set doom upon us. I was startled and couldn’t believe her words, didn’t want to believe her words. I mean, the scientist said an asteroid was coming, but a little push to it would explain why it came sooner, and according to this girl that little push was made by the rich folks. After a while of trying to explain to myself how it was possible since I couldn’t find any other explanation, she continued to talk:
“There’s a way to stop them,”
“Why would we?” I questioned, “We barely know you and now you’re asking us to stop an imaginary enemy who might or might not come here to destroy what’s left of us.”
“If you don’t believe me look outside,”
Just to prove her wrong, I walked through the door and took a peek outside. In the middle of the wasteland, I saw a single human figure just staring at us as if waiting for something. Then... all hell broke lose. As it came charging towards the encampment at an unnatural speed sirens started blaring to announce the base was on high alert. We grabbed our weapons and prepared for battle. Since we couldn't trust anyone, we started firing when it got within firing range. The bullets clashed against his skin, but it didn’t even flinch.
“I told you so,” I heard from behind me. It was the girl again.
“Would you shut the f-,” I retorted but, before I could finish she proceeded to use her arm as blades that went right through my upper torso, and with a vicious smile she pushed even farther until I could see the blood dripping off her fists.
“They’re coming.”
 Those were the last words I heard before darkness embraced me.

title: [SF] They're Coming

question: Summarize the main conflict.

answer: The main conflict is that an asteroid is coming and the rich people have left the planet. The narrator and his squadron are looking for survivors. They find a little girl who says "they're coming" and that the rich people have destroyed them. The narrator doesn't believe her, but she is right.

critique: The girl is not a part of the narrator's squadron.

critique: The asteroid is a metaphor for the rich people

text: "The main conflict is that an asteroid is coming and the rich people have left the planet. The narrator and his squadron are looking for survivors. They find a little girl who says "they're coming" and that the rich people have destroyed them. The narrator doesn't believe her, but she is right." - the response is only partly correct. The asteroid already hit and the planet became a wasteland. It's also not mentioned that there was some sort of monsters or aliens and the girl was one of them.

question: Summarize the plot twist.

answer: The plot twist is that the girl is not a real person and is actually an alien.

critique: This answer is somewhat unclear. "The girl is not a real person and is actually an alien."

critique: The girl is not an alien, she is a human.

critique: The girl is not an alien. The extraterrestrial creatures that the girl warns about are.

question: What does the story say about living in a post-apocalyptic state.

answer: The military had a century to plan for the asteroid, but they only saved the rich. The rest of the population was left to die. The military promised the military refuge, but when the asteroid came sooner than expected, they just turned tails and ran. The outside world is a wasteland devoid of life.

critique: The response misses to mention that the girl warns the military about the "they" coming to destroy what is left of them.

critique: It's omitted that the narrator and his squad find a survivor, who warns them that "they're coming." The squad doesn't believe her at first and attack, but she proves them wrong.

critique: The last line is redundant and should be removed.

text: "The military had a century to plan for the asteroid, but they only saved the rich. The rest of the population was left to die. The military promised the military refuge, but when the asteroid came sooner than expected, they just turned tails and ran" - this is irrelevant and should be removed.

question: What does the text say about food rations?

answer: No answer

critique: The response is incorrect. The text mentions the food rations.


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EPA administrator Scott Pruitt, Interior Secretary Ryan Zinke, and the president in happier times.Handout/Planet Pix via ZUMA

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Today is beyond nuts. The president’s lawyer has admitted that the president paid off a porn star to keep her quiet during the campaign and has been lying about it ever since. He also admitted that the president fired the FBI director because he had refused to publicly state that the president wasn’t under investigation. He also thinks that pretty much everyone in the Justice Department should be fired in order to bring the current investigation of the president to a halt. And they should probably all be investigated themselves. Oh, and we also learned that the president’s bagman/fixer has been under a wiretap for at least the past several weeks, which might explain some of the panic emanating from the White House. _[UPDATE: It was a pen register, not a wiretap. In other words, just a record of incoming and outgoing calls, not recordings of conversations.]_

Meanwhile, the president’s most corrupt underlings are engaged in a brutal war of all-against-all. Over at the _Atlantic_, Elaina Plott reports that an aide to Scott Pruitt tried to push a damaging story about Ryan Zinke in order to get the spotlight off of Pruitt’s own massive corruption problems:

  In the last week, a member of Pruitt’s press team, Michael Abboud, HAS BEEN SHOPPING NEGATIVE STORIES ABOUT ZINKE TO MULTIPLE OUTLETS, according to two sources with direct knowledge of the efforts, as well as correspondence reviewed by _The Atlantic_….THE STORIES WERE SHOPPED WITH THE INTENTION OF “TAKING THE HEAT OFF OF PRUITT,” the sources said.

  ….Abboud alleged to reporters that AN INTERIOR STAFFER CONSPIRED WITH FORMER EPA DEPUTY CHIEF OF STAFF KEVIN CHMIELEWSKI TO LEAK DAMAGING INFORMATION ABOUT THE EPA, as part of a rivalry between Zinke and Pruitt. The collaboration, Abboud claimed, allowed the Interior staffer to prop up Zinke at the expense of Pruitt, and Chmielewski to “get back” at his former boss.

  ….IT IS UNCLEAR THE EXTENT TO WHICH PRUITT WAS AWARE OF THESE EVENTS. Even so, the message from PPO, according to the senior official, was: “Basically, y’all are in trouble.” A White House official with knowledge of the events added: “ABSOLUTELY NOTHING SCOTT PRUITT DID WOULD SURPRISE ME.” Heather Swift, a spokeswoman for Interior, and Raj Shah, a spokesman for the White House, both declined to comment.

In case you’re confused, the story is that Zinke planned to leak damaging information about Pruitt. So Pruitt then leaked _that_ story in order to damage Zinke.

As for whether Pruitt was aware of these events, give me a break. Hell, it was probably his idea. Pruitt is now at the center of so many corruption allegations that I can’t even keep track of them, and his defense for every one of them has been that it was somebody else’s fault and he had no idea what was going on. Nobody with two brain cells to rub together believes him. Why believe him this time?

But wait. I forgot. Let’s get back to the president for a minute. The president’s lawyer _also_ said that he opposed having the president talk to the special counsel because he didn’t want the president walking into a perjury trap. But a perjury trap only works if the target has done something wrong and gets blindsided during an interview. That’s how Ken Starr bagged Bill Clinton. It _doesn’t_ work if either (a) the target has done nothing wrong or (b) the target knows a perjury trap is coming. Since Donald Trump insists he’s done nothing wrong and his lawyer has obviously warned him about a perjury trap, then he should have nothing to worry about.

Just a wild guess here, but I’m thinking that Trump has not only done something wrong, but he’s done so many things wrong that he can’t even keep them straight. Thus a perjury trap remains a live possibility.

Anyway, it’s kind of funny that Republicans are so disturbed by perjury traps these days. They seemed to think they were great fun back in 1998.

Oh, and one other thing. Sarah Huckabee Sanders, who was so affronted at being called a liar at the WHCD last weekend, has been lying about Stormy Daniels all along too. Or maybe Trump has been lying to her. Who knows? In any case, she’s refusing to comment about it. I think this is probably a smart move.

question: Describe the main point being discussed in this article.

answer: The main point being discussed in this article is about the various scandals going on in the White House.

critique: It is omitted that the scandals are about the president paying off a porn star and firing the FBI director.

question: What did the president's lawyer cousel the president?

answer: The lawyer told the president not to talk to the special counsel because he didn't want the president walking into a perjury trap.

critique: The lawyer also said that he opposed having the president talk to the special counsel.

question: What occupation must the president's lawyer have in today's time?

answer: He is probably a lawyer working in the judicial affairs department.

critique: The answer is not related to the question.