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LAZLO WOODBINE is a fictional character in some of Robert Rankin's novels. He is generally portrayed as a metafictional character, being in the novels themselves the creation of mystery writer P.P. Penrose and described by himself as the last of the nineteen-fifties private detectives.

Physical Appearance

Throughout his appearances, Lazlo Woodbine has never been specifically described barring his traditional attire of a trenchcoat and fedora, with all his stories being narrated in the first person. According to the character himself, this lack of description allows readers to picture Lazlo as anyone they care to imagine, thus imposing their own face or that of their hero onto Woodbine, and allowing them to feel more like they are part of the story.

Lazlo's Rules

In any Lazlo Woodbine story, Lazlo commonly begins his appearance by explaining that he goes through the novel in his trenchcoat and fedora, armed with his trusty Smith & Wesson (whose name is constantly mispronounced for no apparent reason other than a desire to do so), and only ever works four locations, regarding these four as the maximum number that a truly great private detective requires. These locations are:

-   Lazlo's office, where he is hired by his clients;
-   Fangio's bar, where he talks toot with Fangio the fat barman and is subsequently knocked on the head by the dame that does him wrong;
-   An alleyway, where Lazlo gets into sticky situations that involve him having to shoot somebody;
-   The final rooftop showdown, where, after a climatic confrontation, Lazlo sends the villain plunging to oblivion in the final chapter.

Throughout the novels, Lazlo avoids explicitly describing any of these four settings, thus allowing him to use them for multiple locations, such as arguing that any occasions where he is in an office feature him being inside _his_ office as they all look alike. However, in any of Rankin's novel where he plays a long-term role, Lazlo commonly finds his way around his four-set rule to move from location to location, such as closing his eyes while travelling from the alley to the rooftop – thus avoiding actually _seeing_ anything, and hence not breaking the rule – or assuming another persona altogether to account for the travel time. The only occasion where Woodbine has clearly violated his four-set-rule was in _Armageddon III_, when he briefly shared a bedroom with Rex Mundi and a two-headed baby that had been abducted and experimented on by aliens.

According to Woodbine, when reading one of his novels the reader can always expect a lot of gratuitous sex and violence, a trail of corpses, no small degree of name mispronunciation – characters commonly pronounce his name wrong, calling him everything from Woodlouse to Woodstock – and enough trenchcoat humour and ludicrous catchphrases to carry you through a month of rainy Thursdays. (Although some novels point out that the sex would be difficult given that Woodbine's four scenes lack a bedroom.)

“Metafictional” Status

Unlike most characters in Robert Rankin's work, who appear at inconsistent times and places but are nevertheless consistently the same person, Lazlo Woodbine's status as a real person is often questionable, with most of his appearances explicitly referring to his status as a character in fiction, and his appearance in the novel being simply an artificial creation (_The Dance of the Voodoo Handbag_) or simply the result of an individual suffering from delusions (_Waiting for Godalming_). Only in _The Suburban Book of the Dead (Armageddon III: The Remake)_ has Lazlo Woodbine explicitly appeared as a real person, and even then he came from an alternate future and travelled back into the past to investigate a case (aided by Barry the Time Sprout).

List of Appearances

To date, Lazlo Woodbine – or some variation of him – has appeared in the following novels;

-   _The Suburban Book of the Dead (Armageddon III: The Remake)_ (working alongside Rex Mundi and Barry the Time Sprout
-   _The Dance of the Voodoo Handbag_ (appears as a fictional character in a VR simulation that the main character is trapped in; results in some brief confusion as _both_ characters are attempting to simultaneously write the story in the first person until they agree to allow Lazlo to do so)
-   _Waiting for Godalming_ (revealed over the course of the novel to be the 'barking mad' brother to the novel's main character of Icarus Smith, although Woodbine passes off his temporary assumption of the idiot brother identity as a means of allowing him to travel through the streets to the building where the final rooftop showdown will take place)
-   _Fandom of the Operator_ (The “real” Lazlo Woodbine briefly appears in the afterlife, complaining about his fictional namesake's treatment by the author)
-   _The Brightonomicon_ (Rizla – later revealed to be Jim Pooley of The Brentford Trilogy – dresses as Lazlo to tackle THE CURIOUS CASE OF THE WOODINGDEAN CHAMELEON in Hugo Rune's absence)
-   _Necrophenia_ (Lazlo takes centre stage in the 30th novel by Robert Rankin, although by means of the assumed identity device used in previous novels. The real LB does make a cameo appearance though.)

Category:Fictional private investigators

title: Lazlo Woodbine

question: What does the article say about Woodbine's idiosyncrasies?

answer: He is described as a metafictional character, being in the novels themselves the creation of mystery writer P.P. Penrose and described by himself as the last of the nineteen-fifties private detectives. He is generally portrayed as a metafictional character, being in the novels themselves the creation of mystery writer P.P. Penrose and described by himself as the last of the nineteen-fifties private detectives.

critique: Didn't answer the question and asks for it again.

question: What does the story say about hard-boiled detective fiction?

answer: No answer

critique: The article does mention Lazlo Woodbine, a fictional character in some of Robert Rankin's novels. He is generally portrayed as a metafictional character, being in the novels themselves the creation of mystery writer P.P. Penrose and described by himself as the last of the nineteen-fifties private detectives.

critique: Empty response; needs to be at least a complete sentence.

critique: The article describes Lazlo Woodbine as a hard-boiled detective, so the answer should mention this.


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ASTROLINE were a Belgian Eurodance project by DJ/producer Bart Smolders, Christophe Chantzis (Absolom, Ian Van Dahl) and Stefan Wuyts (DJ Jimmy Goldschmitz & Heliac), who were together from the mid-1990s to the mid-2000s. They are best known for their hit single “Feel The Fire”. Vocals were done by Kathleen Goossens. Other producers involved were Gert Corvers and Peter Luts (Lasgo, Ian Van Dahl, Groove Watchers). On stage singer Kathleen Goossens was accompanied by Gert Covers on keyboard and two dancers (An Hoube and Katarina Vincente).

Biography

Their first release “Take Good Care (Of Me)” became a club hit in Belgium and a minor radio hit (#46). Originally the track was released as “Astroline feat. DJ Bart” on 12 inch. For its cd-single release the name “Astroline” was adopted, transforming it from a studioproject to a dance group In the beginning of 1998 their second release “Feel The Fire” topped the Belgian Ultratop Dance Chart in its first week. The single climbed to #9 and became their biggest hit single. Other releases were “Smiling Faces” (1998), “No Way Out” (1999), “Angels” (2000). Their last release was “Close My Eyes” in the summer of 2000. While this single didn’t do anything special in Belgium, they had a nice hit with it in Canada in 2001. After Astroline separated, Kathleen Goossens became the singer of dance project Orion Too. Later on she changed her stage name to Caitlin. Peter Luts started his most successful project to date, Lasgo. In 2001 Kathleen Goossens returned to the dance scene as Orion Too feat. Caitlin. She had two (inter)national hits with “You And Me” and “Hope And Wait”. She also did vocals for studio project like Airwave and Third Bass.

Discography

Singles

  Year                                      Single                     Peak chart positions
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  BEL (VL)
  1997                                      “Take Good Care (Of Me)”   46
  1998                                      “Feel the Fire”            9
  “Smiling Faces”                           12
  1999                                      “No Way Out”               36
  2000                                      “Angels”                   32
  “Close My Eyes”                           42
  “—” denotes releases that did not chart

title: Astroline

question: What does the text say about Astroline's separation?

answer: No answer

critique: The response should include the necessary details about Astroline's separation.

critique: The answer should mention that the group separated in the mid-2000s.

question: What does the text say about the Canadian rock scene?

answer: No answer

critique: The answer should mention that the text doesn't say anything about the Canadian rock scene.

critique: The answer should mention that the text doesn't mention anything about the Canadian rock scene.

critique: The response should include information about Orion Too and Caitlin's success in Canada.

critique: The answer should mention that the text does not mention the Canadian rock scene.

critique: The text mentions the Canadian rock scene in passing. The response should reflect that.

critique: The answer should mention that the Canadian rock scene is not mentioned in the text.


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Just a disclaimer, this story was written with as the story for "The Seven Chairs" illustration from the *The Mysteries of Harris Burdick*.

De Septem Cathedras Imperialis Potentia

The human race has created many things, many great, and terrible things. The Pyramids of Giza and the Great Wall of China, created via slave labor. So many lives lost, just to showcase the power of the ruling class. But what kept the ruling class in power, besides military might? Religion, some argue. Charisma. The fact that the general population is easy to fool. These all were factors in how those in power were able to keep control, but there is another, hidden explanation. De Septem Cathedras Imperialis Potentia, or The Seven Seats of Imperial Power, were seven chairs created by the Caesar Marcus Aurelius Antoninus Augustus, the sixteen Roman Emperor. Marcus Aurelius is well known as one of the greatest Roman Emperors, having expanded the borders of the Empire to their greatest bounds. During his war with the various Germanic tribes and the Sarmatians, Aurelius discovered an enormous tree, in what is now the Bohemian region of the Czech Republic.

The tree in question was colossal, a yew. According to secret journals of Aurelius, the Germans believed that the tree was planted by the goddess Thrud, granddaughter of Wodan. They believed that whoever controlled the tree had the favor of the gods. Marcus Aurelius, upon slaughtering the Germans, he ordered the tree to felled, and brought back to Rome. There, he had his master artisans create the Seven Seats of Imperial Power. Each chair was was crafted in the image of the six most powerful gods of the Roman Pantheon—Jupiter, Minerva, Apollo, Venus, Mars, and Neptune. The seventh chair was crafted with the image of the Caesar in mind.

Upon the completion of the chairs, Marcus Aurelius had them put away in a hidden cache in the Alps, except of course, the chair that was crafted in the likeness of the Caesar. This chair, the First Seat of Imperial Power, would be passed on down the line of Emperors until the fracture of the Empire. It would then be taken to Constantinople. There it remains, to be used by the Byzantines Basileis, and Ottoman Sultans.

The remaining six chairs would stay hidden within their cache in the Alps for several centuries, until Pepin the Younger, King of the Franks, discovered it shortly before his death. The chairs were willed to his son Charlemagne, who would form the Holy Roman Empire. Charlemagne chose to distribute the chairs to his chief advisers, giving one to Viceroys of Neustria, Austria, Aquitaine, Lombardia, and one to Pope Leo III, in return for his crowning of Charlemagne as the Holy Roman Emperor. Charlemagne decided to keep one of the chairs for himself, which he kept at the Imperial Capital of Aachen.

For many centuries, the chairs remained dormant, not surfacing during the time of the Karlings, or the first few crusades. The chair given to Pope Leo III—the Fourth Seat of Power—remained within the walls of the Vatican, and is currently occupied by Pope Francis. Much like the First Chair of Power, it moved very little.

The chair granted to the Viceroy of Lombardia—The Third Seat of Power—has a more bloody history. It remained in Lombardia for several centuries, and its power was forgotten by almost all. So, in a gesture of good faith, the Duke of Milan gave it to the Holy Roman Emperor Fredrick III von Hasburg, the first of the Hasburgian Emperors. Fredrick knew of the power that the chair possessed, as Hasburgs held the Fifth Seat of Power. In an attempt to improve their diplomatic reputation, and their relations with the newly formed Spain, Fredrick gifted the Third Chair of Power to Isabella I of Castile, and her husband Ferdinand II of Aragon. The chair was used by the Spanish to fuel their conquest of the New World. The Sixth Seat of Power, the one held by the Hasburgs, was the same that was granted by Charlemagne to the Viceroy of Austria. The Hasburgs would use the power of this chair to secure the Holy Roman Empire for the five centuries, eventually gaining control of the crowns of Bohemia, Germany, Hungary, and Bavaria, to name a few.

Charlemagne's chair, the Second Seat of Power, would pass through many hands over time. It stayed in northern Germany though, and it was utilized by the Fredrick the Great when he formed Prussia, and the First Reich. The chair stayed in the hands of the Germans through World War II, when it was taken to Moscow by Stalin. It remains within Kremlin, and is currently held by Vladimir Putin.

The Seventh Seat of Power was granted by Charlemagne to the Viceroy of Neustria. The chair would remain in the region for quite some time, finding its home in what is now known as Normandy. The seat eventually ended up in the hands of William the Bastard, Duke of Normandy. It was through the Seventh Seat's power that William was able to take England, becoming William the Conqueror. The chair remains within Britain. The exact location of the chair is uncertain though, as during the London air raids in World War II, Prime Minister Churchill had it moved to a protected, undisclosed location.

The fifth one ended up in France. The Fifth Seat of Power was granted by Charlemagne to the Viceroy of Aquitaine, which was his son, Louis the Pious. The chair was passed on to his son Charles the Bald, and his son Louis the Stammerer. It would be passed back and forth between the rulers of the Kingdoms of Aquitaine and West Francia until their eventual union, with the formation of the Kingdom of France. It was during the the reign of King Louis XVI that the Fifth Seat of Power finally was moved again. Louis XVI, facing massive internal strife, and being good friends of the Americans, gifted the chair to General Washington. Washington used it to win the Revolutionary War, and it was passed from that point on from president to president, and is currently held by President Obama.

That is the story of De Septem Cathedras Imperialis Potentia; The Seven Seats of Imperial Power. Crafted from a yew sacred to the Germanic tribes of Bohemia by Caesar Marcus Aurelius, the chairs were used by the rulers of nearly every major Western power after. From the German Kaisers to Spanish Kings and from the Austrian Archdukes to the American Presidents, the chairs were used by those in power to rule over their citizens, and to expand their spheres of influence across the globe.

title: [FN] De Septem Cathedras Imperialis Potentia

question: What does the story say about De Septem Cathedras Imperialis Potentia and its founder?

answer: De Septem Cathedras Imperialis Potentia was created by the Caesar Marcus Aurelius Antoninus Augustus, the sixteen Roman Emperor. Marcus Aurelius is well known as one of the greatest Roman Emperors, having expanded the borders of the Empire to their greatest bounds. During his war with the various Germanic tribes and the Sarmatians, Aurelius discovered an enormous tree, in what is now the Bohemian region of the Czech Republic.

critique: The response should include the tree's significance to the Germans and the chairs' power.

question: What does the story say about the protagonist?

answer: No answer

critique: The answer should mention that the story does not have a protagonist.

critique: The answer should mention that the story doesn't have a protagonist.

critique: The narrator, the author of the article, does not appear in the story. Thus, there is no protagonist.

critique: The answer should mention that the story is about the chairs, not the protagonist.

question: What does the story say about the chairs of the seats of power?

answer: The Seven Seats of Imperial Power were seven chairs created by the Caesar Marcus Aurelius Antoninus Augustus, the sixteen Roman Emperor. They were crafted in the image of the six most powerful gods of the Roman Pantheon. The seventh chair was crafted with the image of the Caesar in mind.

critique: The answer should mention the purpose of the chairs.

critique: The answer should mention the chairs' use.

question: What does the story say about winning the war?

answer: No answer

critique: The answer should mention the chairs' role in winning the war.

critique: The response misses to mention that the chairs were used by those in power to rule over their citizens, and to expand their spheres of influence across the globe.


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“Do you want some coke man?”

I smiled and shook my head no.

“Some ecstasy?”

I realized I had stopped walking.  I took a long look at the three boys. I really wasn’t in the mood for this.  “That’s not me”, escaped my lips as I took a few more steps.

“Come on man… sit down … smoke a joint?” beckoned the leader of the pack with an accent that puzzled me.

I was already pleasantly high. The prospect of more was unnecessary and unappealing. I had scoped out this narrow lane earlier in the day and was anxious to reach my destination. As rough as the trio looked the leader’s eyes seemed trustworthy. The giant thug sharing the bench to his left was nearly passed out and the younger, thinner boy to his right appeared harmless. The essence of primrose trapped in the moist, motionless air permeated the vicinity. My olfactory nerves convinced me things would be ok.

“What the hell”, I muttered and walked toward them.  A canal and its reflected light softly dancing behind them added to the exoticism. The leader nudged the brute toward consciousness and made a space for me between the two. I only had a hundred and fifty Euro on me and as a betting man I wagered with myself that I would walk home with zero soon. My habit of being ‘real’ with all walks of life had so far done me little harm. I called upon myself to reinforce my pact with serendipity and eased on to the wooden bench.

The brazen young man’s name was Kofi. All three were from Suriname. The dark olive color and virility of his skin was strangely comforting. We chatted as he broke apart his buds and prepared a large joint. The thug seemed to abhor me. He infinitely repeated how gangster he was in broken English and flashed his knife ad infinitum as well. It was a bit comical the power Kofi held over him. The pack leader rebuked him with increasing force for his lack of hospitality.  I simply showed the angry youth respect and interest. I somehow made it clear to him that I all I could do was trust him. We both understood if he wanted to rob or kill me I would put up no defense. The younger member of the group was strongly under the influence of a hallucinogen and spoke to me rapidly in his native tongue. My sincere return of his gaze sated him.

“You’re with us tonight American”, Kofi said with a smile, “This is our city… We do is what we want”.  He lit the joint and passed it to me first. Rather than indulge I passed it on to the muscle who appreciated my deference. We sat and smoked. I puffed lightly as I was unsure of the exact contents of the roll. All the while the thug praised his gangbanging skills when alert enough to do so. After a reasonable time had passed I informed Kofi I was off to the Red Light District. This was my first night in Amsterdam and I intended to experience it on my terms.

“We show you the way” said Kofi. He then barked orders out to his underlings and we were off. Ten steps later the giant was emptying his stomach on to the small road. The other two enjoyed very much the sights and sounds of the tough guy reduced to near infant status. I sensed the opportunity to escape and said my goodbyes.

I knew the way. Earlier in the day I had plotted and explored the route to sexual release. I crossed the canal and headed north alongside it. It must have been three in the morning. This part of the city seemed asleep. Once again the scent of flowers was strong. Jasmine it seemed this time. Surprising it could flourish it in such a northern climate. The buildings all seemed the same from the walkway. Three or four stories high and true sturdy shelters which entirely muted any activity within. I walked along for a kilometer or so and all remained quiet until my desired neighborhood was in sight.

I arrived one canal east of my intended entry point. Large groups of people sat at tables outdoors carousing and partying with the energy I once possessed. I walked directly past a couple of bars and not one person gave me a glance. Finally, I saw my beacon. To my left was an erect cement cylinder two feet high with glowing red pin lights lining its upper circumference.  When I saw the third pillar of expectation I took a left. I was surprised at the emptiness of the narrow walkway. The well trodden old bricks of the path were each surrounded by a generous moss which reflected muted neon purple. Not a single woman displayed herself as I slowly walked toward the canal intended to guide me. A left turn at my canal of dreams brought my loins to life. People were milling about and the prospect of open windows looked much better.

Not twenty paces later two round brown eyes were locked on mine by way of a mirror. It was the first time in my recalled memory someone took note of me before I had the chance to size them up. I nodded my head as I passed her below ground lookout post and admired how her skin shone bronze contrasting her white breast supporter. Black lighting increases most human’s allure without doubt. I took a left at the next street and was instantly pierced by dozens of eyeballs. Most were behind glass but a few uttered nearly inaudible invitations in sultry voices. A subtle sensory overload granted force by testosterone enveloped me. Finally I got past the eyes and began to notice bodies. All this transpired within fifteen meters.

A graze against my right arm shocked me into immobility as a jack-in-the-box witnessed for the first time would. I nearly screamed but quickly noted the black silk glove teasing its way under the sleeve of my t-shirt. I looked into the eyes of a raven haired knockout nearly my own height.

“Come inside?”, oozed out of lips unlike any others.

I paused, looked intently into her eyes, and begged for release. Literally thirty seconds had passed since the first sales pitch had been presented. “You are truly beautiful”, escaped my lips as I bowed my head and continued down the lane.

The moss’s glow was overpowered by the light swimming on the bricks. This street felt right. The declined lips had initiated a carnal desire which could be sated at my whim.  I felt the benefits of a true smile for the first time in years. I made a quick choice to continue my walk in the center of the lane.

edit: formatting

title: Vagabond

question: What does the story say about the relationship between the narrator and the boys from Suriname?

answer: The narrator is walking through Amsterdam when he is approached by three boys from Suriname. The boys offer him drugs, but the narrator declines. The boys invite him to smoke a joint with them, and he accepts. The narrator is suspicious of the boys, but he trusts them because he has nothing to lose. The narrator is able to escape from the boys when they are all drunk.

critique: The narrator does not escape from the boys when they are all drunk, but when the giant pukes.

critique: The narrator is not suspicious of the boys.

critique: The narrator's suspicions are inaccurate.

critique: The response falsely mentions that the narrator is suspicious of the boys, however he trusts them

critique: The narrator doesn't escape from the boys when they are drunk. He escapes from them when they are vomiting.


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First story, so give me some feedback on it!

"Get up." A bucket of water accompanied Mart's polite demand. He always had a way with words. Not the good way, mind you. More like the do-what-I-say-or-I'll-clobber-you way.
"Blech!" I sprung up from my bed, sheets drenched and sticking to my body. "Do you ever knock?" I peeled the linen off of my chest, revealing the ugly dragon-shaped scar I wore there.
"You're late. I expected you to be up an hour ago."
"Yeah, well, I wanted to be up an hour later." I grumbled. "I need my sleep, you know."
"You and Rax need to train. You will get nothing done by sleeping in." Mart strolled out into the hallway. "You will be dressed and downstairs in ten minutes." The wooden door slammed shut behind him, making the iron hinges complain.
"Ugh." I muttered. The stone floor was cold today, despite the sunlight streaming in through the window. "You there, Rax?"
Of course. Mart seems to have a knack for waking both of us. He answered, his voice echoing through my mind.
"Which is why you steal naps when he lectures us." Rax chuckled. Sometimes he woke up with me, but he hand a tendency to sleep even after I've awakened. Soul bonds are weird like that.
"You ready to address the entire nation today?" I asked, snapping my fingers. Flames swept across my body, drying me off in moments.
*I find it odd how you humans are so fond of these public speeches. What point is there in shouting words at each other?"
"Lots of points, if you bothered to listen to them." I countered. I grabbed the set of pants I had laid over a chair the night before.
I heard Rax snort. *Why even bother putting on pants? * "You know how us humans don't like to see each other's private parts, right?"
I guess. But they're just going to disintegrate anyways.
"Then we'll put on a fresh pair afterwards. Come on, it's been a year. You should've picked up on some of this stuff." I opened the door and began to hop down the spiral staircase. Living in the spire of a castle did have its advantages, but the climb was not one of them.
I have. Rax sniffed. I just fail to see why your people bind themselves so strongly to it.
"Don't tell Mart that. He'll give us another lecture on the history of our cultures or something."
A deep, throaty laugh erupted in my consciousness. That he would.
I slid to a stop at the bottom of the stairs and sprinted down the open hallway. A servant ducked into an open doorway as I rushed past.
"Sorry!" I called behind me. Navigating my way through the twists and turns of the castle, I eventually found myself behind a stage in the courtyard.
"Barely in time, as usual." Mart commented. "Come. The king is about to begin."
Rax and I let out a collective sigh as Mart led us to the side of the stage. In front of us banners shining gold in the sunlight waved with the resonating chants of the people. Their cheers were directed to the ornately dressed man center stage. His robes were purple and gold, his crown studded with fine jewels. The king certainly knew how to distinguish himself.
With a wave of his hand, his citizens quieted.
"People of Accon!" His voice boomed across the plaza. "It has been a year since the end of the Fiery Wars, a year since I ended the pointless slaughter of our people."
He ended it? Rax scoffed. Please. You did more than that old bag did.
"Manners." I snapped.
"Today, our fields are flourishing, our homes are being rebuilt, and we even have dragons working with us to repair our torn nation."
"Don't say it." I said, cutting of Rax before he could make another snide remark. I heard a small huff in the back of my mind.
"Out of our peace treaty came many great things, but one achievement stands above all. Arthur, if you would join me." The king said, motioning for me. I climbed up onto the stage, trying not to notice all the people staring at my scar.
"Here we have the perfect bonding of man and dragon, showing that we can live together not just in the physical world, but that we are one in the spiritual world as well." The crowd was silent. I shifted my body weight to my other foot, trying to dispel the discomfort I was feeling.
"Arthur, if you would be so kind as to show us the miracle God has given you." The king stepped back, leaving me exposed.
"You ready, Rax?" I whispered, my fists clenched.
I will enjoy this He responded. I felt him begin to stretch and pull against my flesh. My scar began to burn, searing my chest. Red scales slid into place, covering my skin in a ruby barrier. I began to feel smaller and smaller. My arms sprouted leather, bending into wings that caught the breeze as easily as I breathed. My chest burned with molten fire. I closed my eyes and let the sensation overtake me. There were some downsides to sharing a soul with a dragon, but this was certainly not one of them.

title: [FN] Anniversary

question: Summarize everything relating to dragons.

answer: The narrator has a dragon-shaped scar on their chest. Rax is a dragon. Dragons are helping humans repair their torn nation.

critique: The answer omits that the dragons are helping humans repair their torn nation by working with them.

critique: Doesn't mention their ability to transform.

critique: Missing the part "We will work together to repair the broken nation, and live together both in the physical world, but also in the spiritual realm."

critique: It's omitted that the dragons are helping humans repair their torn nation.

critique: The answer should mention that the narrator and Rax share a soul bond.

critique: It's omitted that the dragons are helping humans repair their torn nation after the Fiery Wars.

critique: "Rax is a dragon" - this is inaccurate. Rax is a dragon soul bonded to the narrator.

critique: It's omitted that Arthur and Rax share a soul bond.

question: What does the story say about Arthur's relationship with Rax?

answer: The story says that Arthur and Rax have a special connection. They share a soul bond, and they are able to communicate through their minds. Rax is able to help Arthur transform into a dragon.

critique: It's omitted that Arthur and Rax work together to repair their torn nation.

critique: The answer omits the fact that Arthur and Rax are bonded to work together to repair the nation.

critique: The answer should mention that Rax is Arthur's dragon.

critique: The answer omits the reason for their bond.

critique: The response misses to specify that Arthur and Rax are bonded by a soul bond.

critique: The answer should mention that Arthur and Rax are working together to repair the nation.

question: What does the story say about the Fiery Wars?

answer: One year has passed since the end of the Fiery Wars. The kingdom of Accon seem still healing from the war, so people needs a reminder of the good thing to come from it. According to the king, they signed a peace treaty, they flourished their fields, they rebuilt their homes, they even have dragons working with armies to repair the torn nation. And Arthur and Rax bring them together in a way that shows they were now one in the spiritual aspect. It could be implied that Arthur and Rax are included in the rebuilding efforts of their community.

critique: The response contains inaccurate information.

critique: The answer is not so much a summary of the Fiery Wars but what the king is talking about in his speech.

critique: The highlighted portion of the sentence is false. They didn't recruit dragons to repair the nation, they repaired the nation with dragons.

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

question: What does the story say about how Arthur bonded with Rax?

answer: Arthur and Rax are soulmates. Rax is a dragon who can speak telepathically. The two bonded when Arthur was a child. Rax helped Arthur to defeat the Fiery Wars. The king of Accon, Arthur's home country, wants to show the people that dragons and humans can live together. He calls Arthur to the stage and asks him to show the people the miracle God has given him. Rax helps Arthur transform into a dragon.

critique: The answer is muddled and inaccurate. Most of the details are made up.

critique: The response contains inaccurate information.

critique: The answer should mention that Rax helps Arthur transform into a dragon.

critique: Remove the last two sentences, they are not relevant to the bond.

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


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I saw her again last night. Her visits have gotten more and more infrequent as time passes. Before this past night it had been 6 days, 13 hours, and 42 minutes since our last encounter.

I was drunk. I spend most of my time in an alcohol-induced stupor these days. A fist smashed my door several times, yanking me from my whiskey nirvana. After a brief but brutal fight with gravity and the floor, I managed to navigate my way to the knocking sound. But I was cautious. It could have been another one of my "friends" claiming they were there to help me. I'm too smart for them. All they want to do is strip away my life-preserving elixir, the one thing getting me through every morning and every night. My mud brown orbs peep through the eye-hole and meet a pair of Caribbean blue eyes. Her eyes.

It's hard for me to recollect what happened next but I remember flinging open the door with such force it's a mystery the hinges didn't come undone. Then she's in my arms, bringing me warmth greater than Hell but everything in this moment is so perfect that I know we must be in a place even higher than Heaven.

Strawberries. That's what her hair smells like. I had almost forgotten. Immediately I curse my memory and fight back tears of frustration. But before I have the chance to cry, she leans in and whispers, "I miss you, darling" and I melt into a sweet, steaming pile of yearning. Our eyes meld into a navy black mess. I hate my own eyes for dirtying the beauty of this union.

That old, tangled knot in my chest returns. It slowly expands and I know it's going to explode soon so I go for the only cure I know. My lips seek the warmth of her lips. Instead they meet a finger, stiff and icy. She shakes her head, wearing the same kind of smile a mother does when her three year old son asks for the meaning behind "you'll be a big brother soon".

The rest of the night was a blur of love. Hours dripped into hours. At some point the alcohol and strawberries took their toll. She didn't visit my dreams that night and when I awoke to the light of the morning she was gone. The knot in my chest unwound and sunk back into its bottomless void. I poured myself a glass of whiskey and stared out at the blindingly bright sun. Though it stung, it helped bring back a bit of glowing comfort.

I finished my drink and grabbed my car keys. For once I actually had a destination in mind. The drive was uneventful. The sun hid behind a shield of clouds and did not return for the rest of the day. On the way there I stopped at a farmer's market and picked up a bouquet of forget-me-nots. They had been her favorite flowers.

I placed the forget-me-nots on the cold stone and stared at nothing for three hours in somber silence. Then I drove home, opened a new bottle of Jack Daniels, and drank myself into another coma. As I drifted into death I promised to spend tomorrow the same way. And the day after that. And the day after that. And that was how my life would be spent from now. I don't need anything or anyone other than my alcohol and the occasional visit from her. Maybe if I take one more shot than I did the night before I can see her again. And maybe next time she won't leave once the sun rises. And maybe we'll be together forever, like those two stupidly innocent children promised each other underneath the thousand year old oak tree in that field of gold forever ago. Maybe.

title: Good Night, World.

question: How is the character's grief expressed in the story?

answer: The narrator is a very heavy drinker and spends most of his time in an alcohol-induced stupor. He is also very depressed. He often wallows in his sadness and does not seem to have the will to get out of his current situation. He has a very pessimistic view of the world and is convinced that he will never be happy again.

critique: The answer is a summary of the story, not a description of the narrator's grief.

critique: The narrator is not a heavy drinker. He drinks to self-medicate.

critique: The answer should be clearer about the narrator's state of mind.

critique: The answer describes the narrator's state of mind, but not his grief.

critique: The answer is lengthy, especially given how little is known about the grief in this story.

critique: The narrator is not a heavy drinker. He is a drunk.

critique: The answer should mention the character's visits from his dead lover.

question: What do we learn about the narrator's dead loved one?

answer: We don't know that much, but a few traits are conveyed. She is warm and kind, and she is someone who cares about the narrator. She has blue eyes, and a smell of strawberries is associated with her. She seems to have a good relationship with the narrator's family, as the narrator's mother seems to understand the nature of their relationship, and he buys flowers that were her favorite.

critique: The narrator's mother does not seem to understand the nature of the narrator's relationship with his dead loved one.

critique: The narrator's mother doesn't seem to understand the nature of their relationship.

critique: She is not warm and kind. She is cold and stiff.

critique: Lastly, we can also infer that she's dead from her appearances in his dreams as a spectral figure.

question: Why haven't the narrator's friends done more to help him through his grief?

answer: They seem to have given up on him.

critique: The story does not say anything about the narrator's friends giving up on him.

critique: "They seem to have given up on him." - users must be careful to not make wordy, unproven conclusions. That's why the answer must be rewritten using proper sources.

critique: The passage does not say anything about the narrator's friends giving up on him.

question: How is death represented in the story?

answer: Death is represented as a woman. Death is also represented as an escape from pain, as the narrator drinks himself into a stupor to avoid his pain.

critique: There is no evidence to suggest that the woman who appears to the narrator is related to death.

critique: The narrator is not escaping pain, he is embracing it.

critique: The narrator's pain isn't the only reason he drinks.

critique: The answer contains inaccurate information.

critique: The answer is wrong. Death is represented as a woman, but it is not an escape from pain.

critique: This response does not fully answer the question.

critique: The answer should mention that the narrator is in pain because of the loss of his lover.

text: It is inaccurate to say that death is represented as a woman; the woman, rather, is the narrator's lover, who died.

category: accuracy


text:
I usually am never in libraries. They are one of those things you like from a distance, you applaud increased funding for them and wish people would visit them more often. But it never really comes up to visit one yourself. I have the internet, I have movie rental stores, and there is a Barnes and Noble at the mall a mile away.
Today however I had gathered my courage and renewed my long-expired library card. I had gone back and forth several times over the purchase of a book at the store and had ultimately decided if it wasn't at the library then I would just suck it up and spend the sixty dollars to buy it; one of those auto repair manuals that tells you everything you'd ever want to know about fixing your car yourself.
It wasn't there.
But while I was at it I thought I'd spend a few moments browsing the different sections. I didn't want to just walk in and walk out, that would look strange, I'd decided. The longer I stayed, the more I felt weird getting a library card and not checking out a book. I kicked myself for not checking to see if the book was in first.
I had somehow managed to find myself in the Spirituality section and was amusing myself with the titles and content when I noticed a large gray book.
It was titled, "The Doldrums".
The binding was cracking slightly as I opened the first page, the book obviously hadn't been opened in a long time. There was no copyright information on the first page, so I wasn't able to see how old the book was, but it certainly had the appearance of some dusty, ancient tome.
On the first page which held writing was simply written: "Turn this page, evolvere telam."

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I had chosen my book and made my way home. The librarian had given me a look as I handed her the large gray thing. I asked her if she knew what language was on that aforementioned page, she disinterestedly said she hadn't known and sent me on my way.
Upon entering my apartment I immediately plunked myself down in my favorite... well only chair and gingerly opened the book back to the first page. I didn't know what came after "Turn the page," but decided to turn it, nonetheless.
The next page didn't have many words either, but what it said made me chuckle a little.
It read:
To Unlock the Doldrums, have a quiet space, a comfortable seat, a mind at peace. Remove distraction. Sit upright. Focus on what follows, clearly, with no break in reading or concentration. If you succeed you will be made. If not, unmade, like your fathers before you.

I read the sentence a few times and couldn't wipe the smile off my face. I hadn't yet turned on any music and I lived alone so I unwittingly had already complied with a lot of these strange rules. I was starting to get hungry and wondered, joking to myself, if I should risk the wrath of the book by trying to eat some dinner while reading this oddity. In the end it was my morbid curiosity that drove me to keep reading without making food. I turned the page and read on.
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At the time I hadn't understood what had happened to me. I had, however, read through the night, and another day, and another night, until finally finishing the 1,123 page book at 8:13am the following morning. I hadn't had so much as a sip of water or had even a brief nap. I laid the book down, went and got a drink and then slept 21 hours.
I awoke and went to prepare something to eat. There was nothing in my kitchen that seemed remotely desirable, however. I had never really cared about eating boxed or frozen meals before but suddenly they turned my stomach. I craved fresh fruit, meat, and vegetables. I didn't know how to cook but I was determined to try and prepare something from scratch.
Going to my car, I felt almost in a daze. My head was tingling and my body felt different somehow. I sat in my vehicle for 34 minutes before starting it. Time seemed to just not exist in the same way. It didn't bother me.
Driving to the store I noticed much more than I normally did. I knew when the lights would turn green. I knew what happened internally in my vehicle when I pressed the accelerator. I even seemed to know when other cars would change lanes and certain other actions before they did them.
I entered the store and picked out an expensive cut of beef and a few other things I didn't have at home. I normally buy cheaply to save money but I wasn't concerned with how much I spent, I had the feeling like I'd be able to get as much money as I'd need whenever I needed it.
The checkout woman looked at me strangely, but I'd barely noticed her, though she was very pretty. She spoke to me, "Are you ok sir?"
I said "I am fine."
At the time I didn't understand why simply speaking would destroy everything around me in a 34 block radius, but that wasn't the strangest thing that would take place.
I learned from my mistake in that instant and knew then how to speak without destroying, but not yet to create. I had a brief desire to rule the world and fix the problems of man that I now understood, then the next moment I realized that free will would have to be removed which is too great a price.
I knew I couldn't exist on this world anymore or humanity would attempt to use me for selfish gain. I transported myself far enough away that no vessel the humans would ever invent would be able to reach me.
It had been a full minute since the shop incident and I finally now learned creation.
I decided not to use it. Creating beings with free will would inevitably lead to betrayal. I was not yet a strong enough being to handle such a thing. I could make a sterile, robotic world, with creatures that dance to the tune I play. But there is no point, or lesson, or glory in that.
I wouldn't create. Though I had learned how.
I can't learn, for I know all.
I can't wait, for there is nothing new that will happen.
The realization came over me that only one end was inevitable, and I decided on it.
I am.

title: [SF] The Doldrums

question: What does the story say about returning late books?

answer: No answer

critique: The response misses to answer the instruction in the task.

critique: The response misses to provide an answer to the task.

critique: The answer should mention the narrator's library card.

critique: The response is incorrect. The story does not say anything about returning late books.

critique: There is no reference to returning late books in the story, but it could be inferred that it is a punishable offense based on the response the librarian gives for ignorance of the book's language.

critique: The response misses to answer the question.

question: Why is the narrator almost never in libraries?

answer: He thinks they are one of those things that you like from a distance, but you never visit them yourself.

critique: "He thinks they are one of those things that you like from a distance, but you never visit them yourself." - the narrator is the only person who thinks this way.

critique: The narrator's reason for not visiting libraries is not expressed in the passage.

critique: It is omitted that he has the internet and movie rental stores.

critique: While this is an accurate interpretation of "why", using "one of those things..." seems too vague.

critique: The narrator's reason for not visiting libraries is omitted.

question: How did the narrator end up borrowing the book, "The Doldrums"?

answer: The narrator went to the library to get a book he wanted to buy. He couldn't find it, so he browsed the library. He ended up in the Spirituality section and found a large gray book titled, "The Doldrums".

critique: The narrator didn't find the book he was looking for, but he found a book he didn't know he was looking for.

critique: The narrator didn't browse the library. He was just browsing the different sections before he found the book.

critique: The narrator did not borrow the book from the library. He just picked it up and took it home.

critique: The most important typo is "The" instead of "a"

critique: The narrator didn't want to buy the book, he wanted to borrow it.

critique: The narrator didn't browse the library, he browsed the book.

critique: The answer should mention that the narrator chose to borrow the book.

question: Summarize what happened to the narrator when he read the book?

answer: The narrator read the book from 8:13am to 8:13am the next day. He read for 21 hours straight, not eating or drinking, and slept for 21 hours. The narrator was able to understand how to speak without destroying everything around him. He also learned how to create. He learned that creating beings with free will would inevitably lead to betrayal. He decided not to create anything.

critique: The narrator did not sleep for 21 hours.

critique: The narrator was also able to transport himself far away that no human-made vessel would be able to reach him.

critique: The narrator also learned how to transport himself.

critique: The narrator learned how to speak without destroying everything around him before he learned how to create.

critique: The narrator was able to speak without destroying everything around him.

text: The narrator read the book for more than one day; according to the passage, he read through a night, a day, and another night.


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_SKY LIKE A BROKEN CLOCK_ is an album by American blues singer and guitarist Kelly Joe Phelps, released in 2001. It reached #8 on the Billboard Top Blues Albums charts.

History

_Sky Like A Broken Clock_ was recorded live in the studio with no overdubs. It is Phelps' first record to feature no traditional material, only his own original compositions. Phelps' first releases were essentially his voice and the voice of his slide guitar. He assembled a band and put aside the slide guitar to focus on his fingerpicking style for this release.[1]

Reception

Music critic Travis Draeset wrote in his Allmusic review "The result is a set of low-key, abstract story-songs about voodoo, sin, and prostitution, with “Worn Out,” the album's closer, having a lullaby-like quality. Phelps' guitar work on this album is fairly straightforward (unfortunately not featuring his signature acoustic slide)."[2] Minor 7th also noted the lack of Phelps' slide guitar and wrote: “The great news is that it's great music nonetheless, like discovering a brand-new artist... The abstractions that Phelps captures here are not those of musical notes, but of words forming oblique and cryptic, often dark, narratives.”[3]

Buzz McClain of _No Depression_ noted the spontaneity of the recording, writing “The result is understandably raw and primitive, evocative and emotionally effective, made the more so by Phelps’ weary voice and his precise fingerpicking, which is every bit as impressive as his slide... This is a mature piece of art, made all the more poignant by the pick-up nature of an ensemble that, somehow, sounds strikingly seasoned.”[4]

PopMatters critic Fred Kovey is equivocal, writing: “Phelps does everything right, but it isn’t quite enough. His style of Blues and Celtic influenced singer-songwriting has become so identified with adult contemporary that just being good isn’t enough to pull the casual fan from his torpor... Phelps is an excellent guitar player. More than anything else, his skill with an acoustic six string is what makes him special. But to appreciate his guitar playing you’ll have to listen to the songs over and over; fans may want to, but I doubt the same is true of casual listeners... It offers the pleasure of viewing a master craftsman at work, but that pleasure isn’t quite enough.”[5]

Track listing

All songs written by Kelly Joe Phelps.

1.  “Taylor John” – 5:43
2.  “Clementine” – 6:10
3.  “Sally Ruby” – 4:08
4.  “Beggar's Oil” – 3:24
5.  “Flash Cards” – 5:51
6.  “Gold Tooth” – 6:49
7.  “Tommy” – 5:28
8.  “Fleashine” – 5:31
9.  “Mr. My Go” – 6:52
10. “Worn Out” – 5:07

Personnel

-   Kelly Joe Phelps - vocals, guitar
-   Larry Taylor - bass
-   Billy Conway - drums, percussion
-   Tom West - Hammond organ
-   Dinty Child - pump organ, accordion
-   David Henry - cello
-   Jim Fitting - harmonica

Production

-   Produced by George Howard
-   Mixed by George Howard and David Henry
-   Mastered by Jeff Lipton

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title: Sky Like a Broken Clock

question: What does the text say about what it takes to be a good acoustic guitar player?

answer: No answer

critique: The answer should mention that the passage does not mention what it takes to be a good acoustic guitar player.

question: What does the text say about Kelly Joe Phelps' album, Sky Like a Broken Clock?

answer: Sky Like a Broken Clock is Phelps' first record to feature no traditional material, only his own original compositions. Phelps assembled a band and focused on his fingerpicking style for this release. The album reached #8 on the Billboard Top Blues Albums charts.

critique: It is omitted that the album received mixed reviews.

question: What does the text say about how Sky Like a Broken Clock was received by music critics Travis Draeset and Minor 7th?

answer: Travis Draeset says that the album is a set of low-key, abstract story-songs about voodoo, sin, and prostitution. He writes that Phelps' guitar work is fairly straightforward, and that his signature acoustic slide is missing. Minor 7th also noted the lack of Phelps' slide guitar and wrote that the album is great music nonetheless.

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

critique: Answer doesn't describe Minor 7th's review

critique: The response should include that Draeset's review is positive.

question: What does the story say about how Buzz McClain and Fred Kovey reviewed the album?

answer: Buzz McClain of "No Depression" noticed that the album was recorded spontaneously, and says it's emotionally effective. Fred Kovey is equivocal, saying the album offers the pleasure of viewing a master craftsman at work, but that it isn't quite enough for the casual audience.

critique: The answer should mention that Kovey's review is equivocal.

critique: The answer should mention that McClain liked the album.

critique: McClain's comments are not relevant to the question.


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critique: The answer omits the personal touch STRIDE tries to give its clients.

critique: STRIDE tries to distinguish itself by making sure that it is providing its clients with the best healthcare available. STRIDE also tries to reduce its environmental footprint. STRIDE also encourages and invests in therapists by encouraging them to participate in professional development endeavours. STRIDE also tries to give back to the community.


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RONALD JAMES RÁBAGO[1] is a retired United States Coast Guard Rear Admiral who in 2006 became the first person of Hispanic American descent to be promoted to flag rank in the United States Coast Guard.[2] He retired as the Assistant Commandant for Engineering and Logistics and the United States Coast Guard's Chief Engineer in 2014.

Early life and career

Rábago, was born in Germany and entered the United States Coast Guard Academy upon his graduation from high school in Laredo, Texas. In 1978, he graduated from the academy, where he earned a Bachelor of Science Degree in Ocean Engineering and was commissioned as an Ensign. His first assignment was aboard the Honolulu-based USCGC MELLON as a Student Engineer.[3]

USCG Assistant Commandant for Engineering and Logistics

Rear Admiral Ronald J. Rábago was the Coast Guard’s Assistant Commandant for Engineering and Logistics (CG-4). As the Coast Guard’s Chief Engineer, he was responsible for all naval, civil, aeronautical, and industrial engineering, logistics, and environmental and energy management programs for the Coast Guard's $22 billion capital plant which includes 23,000 facilities, 250 ships, 1,800 boats, and 200 aircraft. Responsible for executing an annual budget of $1 billion, he also led over 5,000 personnel at Coast Guard Headquarters and the three Coast Guard Logistics Centers: the Aviation Logistics Center (ALC) in Elizabeth City, North Carolina; the Shore Infrastructure Logistics Center (SILC) in Norfolk, Virginia; and, the Surface Forces Logistics Center (SFLC) in Baltimore, Maryland.

Past Assignments

[USCGC Tampa] Rábago’s other assignments included the following:

-   Engineer Officer on board the CGC TAMPA; and engineering and deck Marine Inspector at the Marine Safety Office Port Arthur, Texas.
-   Port Engineer at the Ship Repair Detachment in Portsmouth and later as Executive Officer of the Naval Engineering Support Unit (NESU), at Portsmouth, Virginia;
-   Executive Officer of the CGC BOUTWELL, in Alameda, California; Type Desk Manager in the Vessel Repair Division of the Maintenance and Logistics Command Atlantic on Governors Island, New York;
-   Commanding Officer CGC TAMPA from 1997-1999;
-   Chief of the Fifth District Law Enforcement Branch; Commanding Officer of USCGC _TAMPA_, in Portsmouth, Virginia;
-   Industrial Manager and then the Commanding Officer of the Coast Guard Yard in Baltimore, Maryland. Rabago assumed command of the U.S. Coast Guard Yard in Baltimore. He assumed command of the yard, following the retirement of Captain William S. Cheever.[4]
-   Deputy Commander of the Maintenance and Logistics Command Atlantic in Norfolk, Virginia;
-   Rábago served as the Director of Personnel Management at the U.S. Coast Guard Headquarters in Washington, D.C..[5] In 2006, Rábago became the first person of Hispanic descent to be promoted to flag rank in the United States Coast Guard.[6]
-   On July 13, 2007, became the program executive officer of the U.S. Coast Guard’s largest recapitalization and modernization initiative, the $24 billion, 25 year programmed Integrated Deepwater System Program. The Integrated Deepwater System Program (IDS Program), or DEEPWATER, is the 25-year program to recapitalize the United States Coast Guard's aircraft, ships, logistics, and command and control systems. The $24 billion program includes equipment that will be used across all missions.[7] Rábago not only acted as program executive officer of Deepwater, but also later as director of all Coast Guard acquisition programs. His office will oversaw all major acquisitions of cutters, aircraft, C4ISR and boats.[8]

Academic education

In 1983, he attended the University of Michigan and earned Masters of Science Degrees in Naval Architecture & Marine Engineering and Mechanical Engineering. In 1995, he was named the Coast Guard’s “Engineer of the Year” and in 1996, he attended the Naval War College, where he earned a third master's degree in National Security and Strategic Studies. Licensed Professional Enigeer. Certified Level III DHS Program Manager.

Written work

“Joint Migration Operations: A Growing Mission Area”; This paper explores the growing Joint mission area of migrant and refugee operations both as a single mission Joint Task Force (JTF) and as part of existing JTF Operations. Authors: Ronald J. Rabago; NAVAL WAR COLL NEWPORT RI [9]

Memberships

Member — American Society of Naval Engineers Organization Council of the Society.[10]

Military awards and recognitions

Among Rábago's military awards and recognitions are the following:

-   []  Legion of Merit w/3*
-   []  Meritorious Service Medal w/2*
-   []  Coast Guard Commendation Medal w/1*
-   []  Coast Guard Achievement Medal
-   []  Commandant's Letter of Commendation Ribbon
-   []  Secretary of Transportation Outstanding Unit Award
-   []  Coast Guard Unit Commendation
-   []  Coast Guard Meritorious Unit Commendation w/2*
-   []  Meritorious Team Commendation
-   []  Coast Guard "E" Ribbon w/2*
-   []  Coast Guard Bicentennial Unit Commendation
-   []  National Defense Service Medal w/2*
-   []  Armed Forces Expeditionary Medal
-   []  Global War on Terrorism Service Medal
-   []  Armed Forces Service Medal
-   []  Humanitarian Service Medal
-   []  Special Operations Service Ribbon
-   []  Coast Guard Sea Service Ribbon w/2*
-   []  Coast Guard Rifle Marksmanship Ribbon
-   []  Coast Guard Pistol Marksmanship Ribbon

BADGES

-   []  Cutterman Officer Badge

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[2] HISPANIC AMERICANS IN THE COAST GUARD

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[5] USCG Bio

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[7] Integrated Deepwater System Program

[8] RÁBAGO TAKES OVER DEEPWATER PROGRAM

[9] Pentagon reports

[10] Naval Engineers Organization

title: Ronald J. Rabago

question: What does the article say about Rabago's wartime record?

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critique: There is no mention of Rabago's wartime record in the article.

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critique: No answer given, but Rabago's wartime record is mentioned in the article.

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critique: The article doesn't mention anything about Rabago's wartime record.

critique: No details of Rábago's wartime record are provided.

critique: There is no mention of Rabago's wartime record.

question: Summarize Rabago's education.

answer: Rabago studied at the United States Coast Guard academy between 1980 and 1978, earning a Bachelor of Science Degree in Ocean Engineering. He graduated with honors, and entered the Coast Guard's Student Engineer training program aboard the Honolulu-based USCGC Mellon. After he served as a ship repair inspector, a port engineer, and executive officer aboard multiple Coast Guard ships, he attended the University of Michigan, from 1983 to 1989. He graduated from the university with both Master (Masters) of Science Degrees in Naval Architecture & Marine Engineering and Mechanical Engineering. Rabago completed Naval War College's National Security and Strategic Studies program in 1996. He is a certified Level III DHS Program Manager, and is certified for numerous professional engineering licenses. He is certified for Emergency Management by the U.S. Department of Homeland Security.

critique: The response contains a lot of irrelevant information.

critique: This response has clearly gone way over the question.

critique: Remove the details about where he served and how many warships he sailed: "Naval War College's National Security and Strategic Studies program in 1996. He is a certified Level III DHS Program Manager..."

critique: This response is a complete mess and the information is not stated in the article.

critique: It is irrelevant about where and when Rabago studied in the USCG academy.

critique: Rabago did serve as a ship repair inspector, a port engineer, and executive officer aboard multiple Coast Guard ships, but he is not all the time a part of this at the same time, or in succession.

critique: The response is a summary of Rabago's education and not a summary of his career.

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

critique: The answer does not mention that Rabago is a member of the American Society of Naval Engineers Organization Council of the Society.

critique: The answer is too long and should be rewritten.

critique: He completed a Masters program at the University of Michigan in 1983, not 1988.

critique: Incorrect spelling of the name of the USCG Academy

critique: "He is a certified Level III DHS Program Manager, and is certified for numerous professional engineering licenses. He is certified for Emergency Management by the U.S. Department of Homeland Security." is not relevant to the question.

text: The years mentioned should be corrected.

refinement: Rabago studied at the United States Coast Guard academy between 1980 and 1978, earning a Bachelor of Science Degree in Ocean Engineering. He graduated with honors, and entered the Coast Guard's Student Engineer training program aboard the Honolulu-based USCGC Mellon. After he served as a ship repair inspector, a port engineer, and executive officer aboard multiple Coast Guard ships, he attended the University of Michigan, from 1983 to 1989. He graduated from the university with both Master (Masters) of Science Degrees in Naval Architecture & Marine Engineering and Mechanical Engineering. Rabago completed Naval War College's National Security and Strategic Studies program in 1996. He is a certified Level III DHS Program Manager, and is certified for numerous professional engineering licenses. He is certified for Emergency Management by the U.S. Department of Homeland Security.

question: What amount of budget does Rabago work with throughout his career?

answer: Rabago's has had different assignments and worked with different budgets over the years of his career. Throughout his career, his largest budget was $1 billion that is being worked with.

critique: It is not stated that Rabago's largest budget was $1 billion.

critique: The answer is too vague "Rabago's has had different assignments and worked with different budgets over the years of his career."

critique: There's no evidence in the article that suggest his budgets were different every year

critique: There is no evidence that suggests that Rabago's largest budget was $1 billion.

critique: The text does not add up his budgets throughout the years, it only says his current one is about a billion.

critique: It is omitted that he was responsible for an annual budget of $1 billion.

critique: A third of the amount is being worked with and not the largest amount.

critique: The response contains inaccurate information.

critique: The answer does not mention Rabago's work with a budget of $1 billion specifically.

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critique: The first sentence is inaccurate and irrelevant to the question.

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Driving fast is exhilarating. Not organized racing on a track or competitions with another to win, or attain a goal. I’m talking full fledged, full speed next level driving maneuvers in traffic filled roadways bristling with drivers who are unaware of the thrill that can be attained by narrowly escaping death.

I used to own a C32 AMG, and I’m not mentioning this car to boast that I owned a fancy car, I’m mentioning it because it contained 350 of the most streamlined horsepower I’ve ever had the pleasure of controlling. The car was like an extension of myself, any movement or thought I had would take microseconds to be accurately represented. A balanced, nimble & light 5 second car. The presence of an enormous amount of caffeine coursing through my veins would increase my awareness exponentially; allowing precise control.

There was a point in time where I would make weekly trips to Houston. I was a field technician and fixed useless electronic devices for random organizations. I would have lost my mind making that monotonous trip over and over if it hadn’t been for that car. I would cruise at 90mph listening to pre-recorded versions of Annie Mac’s 2 hour Friday mash up which contained upbeat rhythms that would keep my blood flowing and senses peaked. That and huge amounts of coffee.

Cruising 90 in the fast lane pumped full of caffeine in the most clear headed aware state possible is the perfect position to make split second decisions. Like evading arrest.

The state trooper was on the other side of the center median, and I saw him a mile away... But the little adrenaline seeking devil inside of me grinned wickedly. I knew unless there was a gap in the concrete barrier there was no way he’d get me. As I roared past him, the gap in the concrete was quite apparent. As soon as I saw his lights erupt in my rear view mirror, I decided I wasn’t getting pulled over today.

The C32 AMG has 2 “sweet spots” if you will. 0-60 is lightening quick, but 60-90 is a bit slower, not slow by any means, but not anything impressive. Once you get to 90 however, you can truly feel the power of the car surge up through the pedals. Going from 90 miles an hour to 155 miles an hour is 6 seconds of exhilarating bliss.

The curvature in the road worked to my advantage that day . When I saw the trooper flip his car around and hit his lights, he also dropped out of my line of sight. My foot dropped on the pedal at the same instant. I was 2 miles from the next exit and deep inside the adrenaline slowly seeped into my veins, would I make it I thought? Yes, was the resounding answer in my head. Yes you will. It took seconds to conquer those two miles.

I slammed the breaks and slowed to about 100mph and as I barreled off the freeway the cops lights shone in my rear view at a distance. But he was far enough back that he didn’t see me. The terrain again worked to my advantage. The exit curved downward, running parallel to the freeway but lower, so someone on the freeway wouldn’t be able to see someone on the exit. But then the road curved back skywards. Wide eyed, I checked my mirrors, and looked to the left.

The cop missed the exit.

But then he saw me, and the smoke poured from his tires as his car, brakes floored, slide sideways onto the shoulder, and straight into reverse.

At this point the adrenaline was in full effect. My body was in a heightened state of awareness. I had come this far. I still had the advantage. I was still going 90. He had to reverse off the freeway, and then speed up. I focused on the road in front of me, down shifted and punched it.

I came to a light, took the turn, full, independent wheel traction control on my Michelin pilot’s kept me from flipping over or losing control, and I fast and furious drifted around the corner, only to stare down the longest road in existence. Then I panicked.

There was nowhere to go. The road went on for as far as my eyes could see. A dusty, back country road about 155 miles outside of San Antonio on IH10. There was nothing out there. Trees, dust and asphalt. And I could hear his siren.

But like something straight out of a movie, I saw a beacon of hope. A white church chapel, I roared towards it and the lot was full. This was my ticket. My tires spun in the dirt parking lot and slide safely in between a set of parked cars and killed the engine. I breathed heavily, wide eyed, hands shaking and like a slow motion movie turned my head and saw the trooper roar past in all his glory.

I stepped out of the car and looked down the country road, the trooper disappearing into the distance. The country air in my lungs felt amazing, the adrenaline coursing through my veins pumped hard, and I smiled. I had won.

title: Adrenaline: A True Story

question: What does the story say about the advantage of the speed of the narrator's C32 AMG Mercedes?

answer: The narrator says that the C32 AMG has two "sweet spots" if you will. 0-60 is lightening quick, but 60-90 is a bit slower, not slow by any means, but not anything impressive. Once you get to 90 however, you can truly feel the power of the car surge up through the pedals. Going from 90 miles an hour to 155 miles an hour is 6 seconds of exhilarating bliss.

critique: The response is missing the part where the narrator mentions that the car's speed advantage helps him evade arrest.

critique: The answer should mention the advantage of the speed of the car.

critique: The response is missing the part about the advantage of the speed of the narrator's car.

critique: The answer omits the advantage of the speed of the narrator's car.

critique: Does not mention the advantage of escape from the police.

critique: The answer doesn't actually talk about the advantage of the speed of the C32. It should be rewritten.

text: The response should include references to the car's horsepower. "The C32 AMG is a light, nimble, and balanced 5-second car that has 350 streamlined horsepower under the hood."

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The sheets were warm underneath as December seeped through the cracks between the windows and walls. The lights within their room shone bright and they wore clothes this night, these lovers, and were as sober as children should be. There were milk and cookies beneath the polaroid, and the radio sat silent.

Adam, in his pajamas, sat waiting, a stack of pillows supporting his back as Kate slid upon the bed. She crossed her legs under her, pulled up her hair and tied it.

“Come now, get to it,” he said, eager.

“Do be patient.” She whipped out a book from behind her, and Adam made himself comfortable.

Taking out the bookmark, she picked up where she had left of.

Adam was read to of the boy who wouldn’t grow up. They flew, these children; their thoughts much as what he felt now. Adam had read this story before. He would not pass up, however, how she looked when she read. He liked her gesturing and intoning during the exciting bits; her melodramatic whispering and her sudden sullen air during the sad parts. He dipped a cookie in milk as she told him of the ticking, and the clock ingested.

She would, at times, act out scenes she knew well with fervor and passion — he thought her pretty when she did. It was a sight he very liked to behold, that, and she does not notice when she does it.

I have a place where dreams are born
And time is never planned.
It’s not on any chart;
You must find it with your heart,
Never Never Land.

Kate held the book in one hand as she moved and swayed, telling the story. She was entirely aware of Adam and his knowledge of this story. How could he not? Kate had often badgered and blustered him to bury his face between the pages of her favorite books. She would not pass up, however, how he looked when he was read to. She liked how his jaw hung slightly open as she gestured and intoned during the exciting bits; how he edged ever so slightly closer as she whispered melodramatically, with a sudden sullen air, during the sad parts. He would fold his toes and tug his legs towards him as she spoke.

She would see him thoroughly crestfallen as Wendy implored not to be forgotten — she thought him adorable when he did. It was a sight she very liked to behold, that, and he does not notice when he does it.

“You won’t forget me, will you Peter, before spring cleaning time comes?”

She slipped beside him as he placed the book beside the empty plate of cookies.

“Well, that’s enough adventures for one night.” He placed an arm around her.

Oh, I think we can afford one more before we go to bed,” she said, looking up at him.

He grinned. “Do tell.”

“This adventure I have in mind, it shall invite a need of your lips, and mine, of course. A task too great, I think — even for one such as you.”

“Really now? I will have to be very courageous then.”

“That, you would. But, before this grand undertaking of ours,” she said, pushing herself off of him. “You must first brave the frigid air, journey to a far, far away land, and tidy those teeth. Cookie bits plague them.”

He laughed. “And then the adventure?”

“An awfully big one, I imagine,” she said, amused by him.

He flew, her Adam, towards the sink and was swift in his return. He stood there, his eyes on her.

“Hello there,” he began, as he sat on the bed. “Now there’s a sight to make me fly.”

“Oh, you’ll do nothing of that sort,” she said, pulling him in. “I’d rather like you to stay here, and I’d rather you’d stay with me tonight.”

She had him sit in front of her; she held his face in her hands and said, “You won’t leave me, will you Adam, before spring cleaning time comes?” Her eyes met his.

“Leave you at spring? We don’t have spring where we live, Kate.”

She smiled. “Precisely.”

Of course Adam promised; and then he flew — or, at least, that was what he felt, as her lips met his.

title: Adam & Kate #019

question: Summarize everything relating to cookies in the story.

answer: The story starts with milk and cookies. Kate reads to Adam from a book about a boy who wouldn't grow up. Adam eats cookies as Kate reads. Kate asks Adam to brush his teeth before kissing her because he has cookie bits in his teeth.

critique: "The story starts with milk and cookies. Kate reads to Adam from a book about a boy who wouldn't grow up. Adam eats cookies as Kate reads. Kate asks Adam to brush his teeth before kissing her because he has cookie bits in his teeth." - this is incorrect. Adam only eats cookies after Kate reads to him.

critique: It's omitted that Adam responds to Kate's questions about his teeth by saying he'd rather like to stay there and that he hopes she'll leave him.

question: How is Peter Pan referenced in the story?

answer: Kate reads Adam the story of Peter Pan.

critique: The answer should mention that the story Kate reads is about Peter Pan.

critique: The answer should mention that Kate reads the story to Adam.

question: What conceit does Peter Pan suggest?

answer: Peter Pan suggests that children don't grow up, they just move to a different place.

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Posted June 12, 2016 2:44 pm

 [Click to play video 'A future without fossil fuels possible if Canada starts now: Stanford professor'] 4:01 A future without fossil fuels possible if Canada starts now: Stanford professor

WATCH ABOVE: A future without fossil fuels possible if Canada starts now: Stanford professor – Jun 12, 2016

Canada can transition its entire energy infrastructure to renewables like wind and solar power by 2050, says an expert at Stanford University but it’s going to take immediate action from both governments and Canadian citizens.

Mark Jacobson, a co-founder of Stanford’s Solutions Project and an engineering professor, spoke to the _West Block_‘s Tom Clark this weekend about how his team evaluated the wind, water and solar potential for all 50 U.S. states and 139 countries around the world, including Canada.

He maintains we can get rid of all fossil fuels within the next 35 years, and have them 80 per cent phased out by 2030.

  “Canada has a huge wind resource. You can power the country on its own with wind many times over,” he told Clark. “The cost of wind right now, in the United States, it’s the cheapest form of electric power by far.”

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At the moment, just 5 per cent of Canadian electricitycomes from wind which means we have a long way to go.

Jacobson acknowledged that there’s also another challenge; namely, a lack of political will in a country that has relied heavily for decades on the oil and gas sector.

He noted that wind and solar generators are cheaper than fossil-fuel generators, but you need more storage and transmission because the wind doesn’t always blow, and the sun doesn’t always shine. In the end, Jacobson has calculated, the cost evens out.

  “It’s about the same cost as a fossil fuel world directly to consumers, however you a have this huge savings in health and climate costs that are born.”

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The Stanford team, which has the backing of Hollywood A-listers like Mark Ruffalo and Leonardo DiCaprio, also predicts a net increase of 125,000 Canadian jobs after the transition, but it needs to start now.

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  “All new cars that are bought should be electric cars, all new homes should have electricity for everything… and for industry we need all new technologies to be electric,” Jacobson said.

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“Then we need, on top of that, effective policies put in place immediately to require transitions to a large-scale clean renewable energy … if we don’t start now, it’ll just drag on.”

Government will invest in clean energy: Carr

Ottawa is aware of the need for immediate action, according to Natural Resources Minister Jim Carr.

“We know that we’re in transition, so it’s a process of moving at a pace the economy can handle to renewable sources of energy,” Carr said in response to Jacobson’s findings.

  “We all know that the transition is not going to happen overnight, but it is happening now … and Canada will invest and work with the private sector.”

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Asked why the Liberals have not set a firm target for the move to renewables, Carr said “we have a direction, and the direction is clear.”

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Here’s the Solutions Project’s proposed breakdown of Canadian green energy by 2050:

-   58 per cent wind power
-   22 per cent solar power
-   16 per cent hydro
-   2 per cent wave
-   2 per cent geothermal

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-   Prime Minister Trudeau announces raft of new spending on climate change, green energy initiatives

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question: What does the article say about what makes a good wind farm location?

answer: No answer

critique: The article does not answer this question.

critique: The article doesn't directly address this question.

question: What does the article say about the possibility of a future without fossil fuels in Canada?

answer: The article says that if Canada started a transition to renewable energy immediately, the future without fossil fuels is possible. The article says it'd take getting rid of all fossil fuels in the next 35 years, and having them phased out by 2030.

critique: The article says that Canada can transition its entire energy infrastructure to renewables like wind and solar power by 2050.

critique: The article does not say that it would take getting rid of all fossil fuels in the next 35 years, and having them phased out by 2030.

critique: "The article says it'd take getting rid of all fossil fuels in the next 35 years, and having them phased out by 2030." - this is inaccurate. The article says Canada can transition its entire energy infrastructure to renewables like wind and solar power by 2050.

critique: The answer should mention that the transition would take place by 2050.

critique: The article doesn't say that Canada needs to get rid of all fossil fuels, but 80% of them.

critique: "The article says" is unnecessary detail and should be removed.

critique: The article doesn't say that it would take getting rid of all fossil fuels in the next 35 years, and having them phased out by 2030.

question: What does the article say about the current challenges of transitioning to renewable energy?

answer: The article focuses on Mark Jacobson's view that we can transition the Canadian energy infrastructure to renewables by the year 2050 but we need to act now. Specifically, Jacobson discussed the challenges of wind energy not blowing 24/7, solar not providing energy all the time and battery storage and transmission costs. While he says the solutions to each problem evens out eventually, the article also mentions that government unwilling to act could slow down the process. It is implied that while significant investments will be required, it will be worth it in the long-term since the goal is a future without fossil fuels.

critique: The article does not discuss the challenges of wind energy not blowing 24/7.

critique: Moving forward 35 years and the end of fossil fuels is unattested

critique: The article doesn't mention that the government is unwilling to act.

critique: The article does not mention that the government is unwilling to act.

question: What does the article say about Jim Carr?

answer: Jim Carr was the Natural Resources Minister who was asked why the Liberals haven't set a firm target for the move to renewables. He said that "the transition is not going to happen overnight." Jim also said that Canada will invest in clean energy and work with the private sector.

critique: It would be more accurate to say "an indication" instead of "haven't" because it introduces doubt where it shouldn't.

critique: The answer should mention that Carr is a Liberal.

critique: "Jim also said that Canada will invest in clean energy and work with the private sector." - this is inaccurate. Carr said the government will invest in clean energy.

critique: It's omitted that Jim Carr believes that Canada is already in transition to renewable energy.

critique: The answer should mention that Carr says the Liberals have a direction.

critique: The answer should mention that Carr was asked about Jacobson's findings.

critique: It's omitted that Carr said the Liberals have a direction and it's clear.


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JOHN RICHARD “STREAMLINE” EWING (January 19, 1917 – February 1, 2002) was an American jazz trombonist.

Career

In 1934, Ewing began his career when he was seventeen.[1] Four years later he was with Horace Henderson, then with Earl Hines live and on record from 1938 to 1939 and from 1941 to 1942. He worked for short spans with Louis Armstrong and Lionel Hampton in the 1940s, in addition to Jimmie Lunceford (1943–45), Cab Calloway (1946, 1949), Jay McShann (1948), Cootie Williams (1950), Louis Jordan, and Earl Bostic.[2]

In the early 1950s he moved to California[3] and played with George Jenkins and in the studio with T-Bone Walker and Gerald Wilson. He began playing with Teddy Buckner in 1956; the two would play together on and off into the 1980s. He led his band the Streamliners for recording sessions in 1958 and 1960. In 1962 he toured with Henderson again and with Rex Stewart in 1967. Late in the 1960s he played in the Young Men of New Orleans band.[4]

In 1983 he played with the Eagle Brass Band and recorded with Johnny Otis in 1990.[5] He played on two Willy DeVille albums: _Backstreets of Desire_ (1992) and _Big Easy Fantasy_ (1995).

Discography

As sideman

WITH GERALD WILSON

-   _You Better Believe It!_ (Pacific Jazz, 1961)
-   _Portraits_ (Pacific Jazz, 1964)
-   _On Stage_ (Pacific Jazz, 1965)
-   _Feelin' Kinda Blues_ (Pacific Jazz, 1965)
-   _The Golden Sword_ (Pacific Jazz, 1966)

WITH OTHERS

-   Hoyt Axton, _Saturday's Child_ (Horizon, 1963)
-   Hoyt Axton, _Hoyt Axton Sings Bessie Smith_ (Exodus, 1965)
-   David Bromberg, _Midnight On the Water_ (CBS, 1975)
-   Roy Brown, _Hard Times_ (Bluesway, 1973)
-   Bobby Bryant, _Earth Dance World_ (Pacific Jazz, 1969)
-   Teddy Buckner, _Frank Bull and Gene Norman Present...Teddy Buckner and His Dixieland Band_ (Dixieland Jubilee, 1957)
-   Teddy Buckner, _On the Sunset Strip_ (GNP Crescendo, 1961)
-   Red Callender, _Swingin' Suite_ (Modern, 1956)
-   Red Callender, _The Lowest_ (MetroJazz, 1958)
-   Papa John Creach, _Filthy!_ (Grunt, 1972)
-   Willy DeVille, _Backstreets of Desire_ (EastWest, 1992)
-   Judy Henske, _Judy Henske_ (Elektra, 1963)
-   Judy Henske, _High Flying Bird_ (Elektra, 1963)
-   Z. Z. Hill, _Keep On Lovin' You_ (United Artists, 1975)
-   Earl Hines, _The Father Jumps_ (Bluebird, 1975)
-   Lightnin' Hopkins, _Something Blue_ (Verve, 1967)
-   B.B. King, _Lucille_ (Bluesway, 1968)
-   Danny O'Keefe, _The Global Blues_ (Warner Bros., 1979)
-   Johnny Otis, _Good Lovin' Blues_ (Ace, 1990)
-   Johnny Otis, _Spirit of the Black Territory Bands_ (Arhoolie, 1992)
-   Googie Rene, _Romesville!_ (Class, 1959)
-   Diana Ross, _Lady Sings the Blues_ (Motown, 1972)
-   Ike & Tina Turner, _River Deep Mountain High_ (London, 1966)
-   Bob Thiele, _Head Start_ (Flying Dutchman, 1969)
-   T-Bone Walker, _Stormy Monday Blues_ (Bluesway, 1968)
-   Charles Wright, _Rhythm and Poetry_ (Warner Bros., 1972)

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title: Streamline Ewing

question: What does the article say about Ewing's bands?

answer: Ewing led his band the Streamliners for recording sessions in 1958 and 1960. In the early 1950s, he moved to California and played with George Jenkins. In the 1960s, he played in the Young Men of New Orleans band. In 1983, he played with the Eagle Brass Band.

critique: The answer should mention his sideman work.

critique: It is omitted that he played with Teddy Buckner on and off into the 1980s.

critique: It is omitted that he played with Teddy Buckner in 1956.

critique: The answer omits Ewing's work with Teddy Buckner.

critique: The article does not say that Ewing led his band the Streamliners for recording sessions in 1958 and 1960.

question: What does the article say about Ewing's trombone preferences?

answer: No answer

critique: "No answer" is very deceptive. The article is all about Ewing's career in the jazz world.

critique: The answer should mention that there is no mention of Ewing's trombone preferences in the article.

critique: The question asks for Ewing's trombone preferences, so the answer should include what the text says about it.

critique: It is omitted that the article does not describe Ewing's trombone preferences.