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TITO BURNS (born NATHAN BERNSTEIN, 7 February 1921 – 23 August 2010)[1] was a British musician and impresario, who was active in both jazz and rock and roll.

Biography

Early life

The son of a cabinet maker, he was the sixth and youngest child of Polish Orthodox Jewish immigrants who had settled in Bethnal Green.[2][3][4] Burns was a self-taught accordionist[5] from the age of 12, initially performing semi-professionally in the 1930s. From 16, he performed as a member of Don Marino Barreto and his Rumba Band, which had extended London residencies. It was as this time that he gained the “Tito” sobriquet which he retained for the rest of his life.[6][7] He worked with the pianist Lou Preager and the clarinettist Carl Barriteau at the Cotton Club in Soho, with Burns doubling on piano.[8] By 1941, he was leading a group at the Panama Club, but served in the Royal Air Force from 1942 becoming a member of the RAF Regiment Sextet the following year. He saw active service as a gunner in the Far East, but after VJ-Day, he worked in forces radio.[9][10]

After demobilisation, his new group, the Tito Burns Septet, which was formed in January 1947 and disbanded in August 1955, its existence practically coinciding with the run of the BBC's _Accordion Club_ radio series.[11][12] The group is believed, partly on the account of musician Ronnie Scott, to have been the first band to perform the new jazz idiom bebop on BBC Radio in 1947.[13] Their approach was derived from the “bop for the people” formula created by the American tenor saxophonist Charlie Ventura.[14] When the show ended, the band went on tour and recorded a number of sides with various line-ups, including the pianist and trumpeter Dennis Rose, Scott and alto saxophonist Johnny Dankworth and drummer Tony Crombie.[15] In 1949, they were recording as a septet, but went back to being a sextet shortly afterwards.[16] Ultimately, Burns was unable to maintain a jazz idiom, and began to lean towards a pop-oriented repertoire.[17]

Talent manager

From 1955, Burns's career switched to management and the emerging rock and roll, which he admitted to disliking.[18] In 1959, he replaced Franklyn Boyd as manager for Cliff Richard.[19] He soon gathered a list of clients, including The Searchers, whom he gave over to Brian Epstein.[20] Among the new talents he discovered was singer Dusty Springfield.[21] As an impresario, he first brought Cliff Richard to tailor Dougie Millings for a stage costume. The resulting outfit, with its unique style, was later emulated by other performers of the time.

Burns appeared in D. A. Pennebaker's documentary film _Dont Look Back_ (1965) which documented Bob Dylan's first UK tour, which Burns promoted.[22] He disapproved of what he saw on screen: “I wasn't doing anything unusual. All agents play the bouncing act. I was playing the BBC against Granada, but I didn't like seeing it on film. I thought that none of the TV producers would speak to me again.”[23] His agency was bought in 1966 for £250,000 by the Grade Organisation and Burns became the deputy managing director of Harold Davison Ltd, a Grade subsidiary.[24]

Burns briefly left managing performers to become Head of Variety Programming in March 1968 at the soon to launch new ITV franchise holder London Weekend Television, with the head of light entertainment, Frank Muir, being his superior. He poached Simon Dee, then a high-profile host, from the BBC in October 1969, but Dee's eclipse under his new contract and LWT's early internal problems led Burns to resign by summer 1970.[25]

In October 1971, he formed a new company, Scotia-Tito Burns with the Scotia leisure group, which supplemented representing performers with roles as music publisher, television production, film scorings and promoting concerts and their recording projects.[26] Throughout his career, he promoted tours for many US entertainers in Europe including Simon and Garfunkel. He retired in 1976. However, he continued to book Tony Bennett and Sacha Distel for their British appearances, and remained Victor Borge's representative.[27]

Personal life

Burns married Teresa Devon, his longtime girlfriend known as the singer, Terry Devon, in 1948. The couple had two daughters.[28]

Death

Tito Burns died at home on 23 August 2010, of complications from prostate cancer, at the age of 89.[29]

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title: Tito Burns

question: Summarize Tito Burns's career as an impresario.

answer: Tito Burns's career as an impresario began in 1955 when he switched to managing and promoting rock and roll. He replaced Franklyn Boyd as manager for Cliff Richard. He soon gathered a list of clients, including The Searchers. He discovered singer Dusty Springfield. He promoted Bob Dylan's first UK tour. He retired in 1976.

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critique: "He discovered singer Dusty Springfield. He promoted Bob Dylan's first UK tour. He retired in 1976. " seems irrelevant to a career as an impresario.

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question: Summarize Tito's career during the 1940s.

answer: Tito Burns first worked at the Panama Club in 1941, but he was soon enlisted in the Royal Air Force. In 1942, he served in the RAF Regiment Sextet, and he saw active service. In the early 1940s, he founded the Tito Burns Septet, which disbanded in 1955. Tito Burns allegedly discovered The Searchers and Dusty Springfield. He was also the manager of Cliff Richard.

critique: The last two sentences are not relevant to Tito's career during the 1940s.

critique: The answer omits that Tito Burns Septet disbanded in 1955.

critique: He was involved with a band that went on tour and recorded for most of the 1940s.

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critique: "Tito Burns allegedly discovered The Searchers and Dusty Springfield. He was also the manager of Cliff Richard." - it was never implied if he was the one who discovered the artists. The sentence should be removed.

critique: "The Searchers" - is inaccurate. Burns discovered The Searchers and gave them to Brian Epstein.

text: Burns founded the Tito Burns Septet in 1947, not the early 1940s.

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question: Summarize Tito's life outside of the entertainment industry.

answer: Tito Burns was born Nathan Bernstein, and was the sixth and youngest child of Polish Orthodox Jewish immigrants. He married Teresa Devon in 1948. The couple had two daughters. Tito Burns died of complications from prostate cancer at the age of 89.

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BILLY GILES (3 September 1957, Belfast – 25 September 1998, Belfast) was an Ulster Volunteer Force volunteer who later became active in politics following his release from the Maze Prison in 1997 after serving 14 years of a life sentence for murder.

Family life

Billy Giles was born William Alexander Ellis Giles in Belfast, Northern Ireland on 3 September 1957, and grew up in Island Street, in loyalist east Belfast. His father Sam, worked as a plater in the nearby Harland and Wolff shipyard, and his mother, Lily was a housewife. Giles was the eldest of six children. The Giles family was very religious, the Protestant church having been the centre of their lives. Giles often attended the rallies of Ian Paisley, and was strongly influenced by his sermons.[1] His father, a former soldier in the British Army, was a member of the Orange Order, The Royal Black Preceptory, and The Apprentice Boys of Derry. His brothers also served in the army.[2]

The Troubles

At the age of 14, he witnessed first-hand the events of Bloody Friday on 21 July 1972 when the Provisional IRA exploded 26 bombs across Belfast, killing nine people, and injuring 103. As the years passed, he found himself attending many funerals of friends he had lost and people he had known.[3] In 1975, he joined the Ulster Volunteer Force (UVF) and was trained in the use of weapons and explosives by former military personnel; he had just turned 18 years old.[4] At the outbreak of the republican hunger strike in 1981, Giles had gradually become disassociated from the UVF. Following the deaths of the ten republican prisoners, however, Giles believed that, in the wake of the hunger strike, “there was going to be an uprising and they [Protestants] were all going to be slaughtered” by the IRA.[5] Giles mentally prepared himself to go to war against the IRA and therefore returned as an active member of the UVF.[6]

Killing

On 19 November 1982 in Newtownards, Billy Giles abducted a Roman Catholic married man, Michael Fay, and shot him in the back of the head, killing him instantly. He then stuffed the body in the car's boot. Fay had been Giles' friend and workmate. The killing was in retaliation for the fatal shooting of Karen McKeown, a young Protestant Sunday school teacher by the Irish National Liberation Army two months previously. Giles was arrested by the Royal Ulster Constabulary (RUC) and brought to the Castlereagh interrogation centre, where he confessed to the killing. He was found guilty of the murder and sentenced to life imprisonment in the Maze Prison.[7]

Life in the Maze

Giles was housed in the prison's H-Blocks. He spent his time studying and took several GCSEs; he eventually obtained an Open University degree in Social Sciences. He also wrote a play about his childhood in Island Street called _Boy Girl_. It was later performed before a Belfast audience; his parents were present at the performance. Few people present at the performance were aware that it was the work of a UVF prisoner.[8]

It took Giles seven years before he adjusted to life inside The Maze. He gave many interviews to British journalist, Peter Taylor, to whom he confessed his deep remorse at the killing of Michael Fay, saying that he had “never felt like a whole person again” since the fatal shooting.[9]

On two separate occasions, Giles claimed he had saved the lives of prison officers inside the Maze: the first time when he stopped an inmate from cutting an officer's throat and the second time during a prison riot in March 1995 when he persuaded his inmates to stop the wrecking and to allow free passage to the block staff.[10]

Progressive Unionist Party

He was released on 4 July 1997 after serving 14 years of his life sentence. He immediately commenced work with the Progressive Unionist Party also known as PUP, and concentrated on helping released Loyalist prisoners to resettle into the community. At the signing of the Good Friday Agreement on 10 April 1998 at Stormont, Giles was part of PUP's negotiating team. He told Peter Taylor that he felt optimistic about the future of Northern Ireland and his own.[11]

Death

Despite his degree, he was unable to obtain a proper job that paid a decent salary. On the night of 24–25 September after composing a four-page letter of explanation and naming himself a “victim of the Troubles”, Billy Giles hanged himself in his living room.[12] He was 41 years old. Peter Taylor visited Giles' family in east Belfast on the eve of the funeral. He described Giles as lying in the coffin wearing his best suit, and his UVF badge with the inscribed words “For God and Ulster” was pinned to his lapel.[13] One of his last lines in his letter read, “Please let the next generation live normal lives”.[14] This line was quoted during a speech given by Colm Cavanagh, Vice-President of The Alliance Party of Northern Ireland on 3 March 2006 to The Department of Education. His friend and former UVF colleague Billy Mitchell, who was strongly critical of trauma counselling and a psychological approach to former paramilitaries, suggested that Giles' suicide had been prompted by a “trauma workshop” Giles had attended in South Africa. This was in contrast to Taylor, who believed that Giles took his own life because of the remorse he felt about his involvement in UVF violence.[15]

Giles is commemorated, along with other prominent Loyalist paramilitaries, in the controversial UVF song _Battalion of the Dead_.

[1] Taylor, pp.1–2

[2] Taylor, Peter (1999). _Loyalists_. London: Bloomsbury Publishing Plc. pp.1–2

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title: Billy Giles

question: What does the text say about the murder Billy Giles committed?

answer: Billy Giles was sentenced to life imprisonment in the Maze Prison for the murder of Michael Fay. He was sentenced to life imprisonment because he killed his friend and workmate. The murder was in retaliation for the fatal shooting of Karen McKeown, a Protestant Sunday school teacher.

critique: The answer should mention the circumstances of the murder.

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critique: The murder was not committed by a friend.

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question: What does the text say about the Maze Prison?

answer: The Maze Prison is where Billy Giles was serving a life sentence for murder. He spent 14 years of his life sentence there. He was housed in the prison's H-blocks. On two separate occasions, he claimed to have saved the lives of prison officers inside the Maze.

critique: The answer should mention that Giles was released from the Maze Prison in 1997.

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Getting outside may not only change your perspective — it could actually alter the way your brain works in some unexpected ways, according to a small new study.

“Your brain seems like it has to work harder and it’s less effective when it’s outside,” explains Kyle Mathewson, an assistant professor of psychology at the University of Alberta in Canada and the lead author of new research published in the journal_Brain Research._

For the study, Mathewson, along with graduate student Joanna Scanlon, monitored the brain activity of 12 people as they listened to a series of tones. Everyone was directed to press a button when they heard one of two sounds. This task was administered twice: first while sitting still inside a dim, quiet lab, then while riding a bike outside along a street. The goal was to see how the brain functions in the two environments, and if it’s changed by an everyday outdoor activity, like bike riding.

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They found, somewhat surprisingly, that while people were outside, their brains weren’t responding as robustly to the task at hand, perhaps because their attention was taxed by competing stimuli. A type of brain wave seen when the mind is at rest or meditating, which is commonly observed in the lab, all but disappeared in fresh air, Mathewson says.

Outside, “there are traffic sounds, and the sights of traffic, and all these people around you, and trees and birds and the wind and the cold,” Mathewson says_. “_All these extra sensations are kind of competing with the task that you’re doing,” forcing the brain to work harder to achieve the same result.

Bike riding, however, did not seem to make much of a difference on brain activity. While the indoor group was sedentary in this study, in one of Mathewson’s prior experiments, people rode a stationary bike indoors. Brain activity while biking inside did not differ much from when people sat quietly indoors, he says. The effects aren’t simply due to fresh air, either. When the researchers conducted a follow-up experiment, during which they played a recording of traffic sounds in a lab environment, they also observed reduced brain activity.

More research is needed. It’s too soon to tell whether these brain changes are positive or negative, and Mathewson says the results may not hold true for every outdoor environment. A tranquil meadow, for example, may not stress the brain in the same way as a busy urban street. Past research, in fact, has shown a host of mental health benefits associated with spending time in nature. “Going outside in this case might have appeared bad because we went outside beside busy traffic,” he says, “but if we went outside into nature, we might have found different effects.”

Since people in the study were still able to complete the test outdoors, despite their diminished cognitive response, the researchers are also repeating the experiment using progressively more difficult tasks, Mathewson says. “We think this task was too easy and that we weren’t able to tap into the effect,” he says. “Now we’re going to try to push a little bit harder and get more and more difficult tasks to see where the brain breaks down.”

The good news is that recent breakthroughs in technology — the creation of small, portable brain monitoring equipment that can be brought outside and on the go — not only made this study possible, but will continue to improve follow-up studies, Mathewson says. “This is going to open up a whole new field of studying people in their natural habitat,” he says.

WRITE TO Jamie Ducharme at jamie.ducharme@time.com.

question: Summarize the limitations of the study.

answer: The results might not hold in every outdoor environment, as some environments are more stressful than others. The results might not be positive or negative, either. The experiment was also very easy, so the effects weren't picked up.

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critique: The results might not be positive or negative, either. - the answer omits that the effects aren't simply due to fresh air.

critique: The results might not be positive or negative, either. The experiment was also very easy, so the effects weren't picked up.

critique: The results might not hold in every outdoor environment, as some environments are more stressful than others. - this is irrelevant and should be removed.

critique: The results might not be positive or negative, either. This is irrelevant to the question.

critique: The effects of the outdoor environment might not be positive or negative, but the results are likely to be negative for environments with a lot of noise.

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critique: The results might not hold in every outdoor environment, as some environments are more stressful than others. The results might not be positive or negative, either. The experiment was also very easy, so the effects weren't picked up.

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question: Summarize the key findings of the study.

answer: The study found that while people are outside, there brain isn't responding as robustly to the task at hand. The brain wave seen when the mind is at rest or meditating, commonly observed in the lab, all but disappeared in fresh air. The extra stimuli make the brain work harder to achieve the same result.

critique: The brain wave seen in meditating disappeared in fresh air.

critique: The answer omits the results of the bike riding experiment.

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critique: The effect of bicycle riding is omitted. Bike riding did not seem to make up for difference made by being outside as brain activity did not differ much from when people using a bike sat quietly indoors.

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critique: The brain wave is not mentioned in the passage.

question: What does the article say about the effects of weather on brain activity?

answer: No answer

critique: The article doesn't mention anything about weather.

critique: The article does not mention anything about the effects of weather on brain activity.

critique: The article says that the brain activity of people listening to a series of tones while outside is less robust than while they are inside.

question: What does the article have to say about future studies?

answer: The article says that the brain monitoring equipment is small and portable, which will allow for future studies to be conducted in the natural habitat of the subjects. The author says that this will open up a whole new field of studying people in their natural habitat.

critique: The author says that this will open up a whole new field of studying people in their natural habitat, not that it will open up a whole new field.

critique: "The article says that the brain monitoring equipment is small and portable, which will allow for future studies to be conducted in the natural habitat of the subjects. The author says that this will open up a whole new field of studying people in their natural habitat." - the studies and the future studies have already been presented previously and it is unnecessary to mention them in the answer.

critique: The author says this will open up a new field, not that it already has.

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critique: The author says that the brain monitoring equipment is small and portable, which will allow for future studies to be conducted in the natural habitat of the subjects.

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Where can I find cigarettes at this hour? The party wasn’t that much of a success, the people there didn’t seem to be on the same waves. I did not regret it though, It is was always a good experience to see how the others live. If only I could find a cigarettes somewhere, I would be tempted to say the escapade was a success. Shops closed earlier today and it was dark already. I don’t mind walking at this time. It gives you a blues-like profound feeling. And if not, the view is always nice. Well If I can’t find smokes, at least I could eat something. I was getting closer to the center of the city, to the train station where I was in fact headed…

The hot dog place: “Here that will cheer you up” he said and handed the hotdog. It was a good price, not the I-profit-from-the-lack-of-competition hotdogs that you see around but one fully furnished, with onions and stuff. “They ask me for my biological information, I feel weird about that”. I always appreciated someone who could initiate a conversation and share a human moment. “Trying to become one of them huh?” I said between bites. “I just want to give my kids opportunities”. “So where’s the problem?” “Don’t you find this registering thing disturbing? Your information being stored under a barcode? ” “ If you think about it, we’re already bar codes, since we born, all they do is shorten it to make it more relevant” I thought it was surprising for him to put attention to such a distant thing. Even if a big brother society would occur, he’ll be probably dead by then. If he’d be afraid the information would be used against him, he didn’t realize how improbable that was. Besides, he wasn’t the only foreigner so he had nothing to fear of. Finally, he was useful to society. That made me quite skeptical. The more I thought about it, the more I realized he had no conviction and his thoughts were quite divergent. I wasn’t that interested in his life so I just assumed he got his ideas from someone else and his small talk was just a way to fill the void. But he came here from so far, supported by nothing else than hope. I had admiration for that. One can wonder whether naivety or desperation lead to this choice. Maybe he heard about this place from a relative or some friends that made the trip before. A lot of folks assume that peacefulness will make things better. Well, we got it here and I have to say it’s quite all right. For them it must be a nice contrast, like the feeling of cleanliness after being dirty. But once you start scratching your skin, this situation can become more inconvenient than being dirty. Once the dirt is off, however, what else is there to clean? Freeing the mind from basic needs didn’t really free it. The void had to be filled but the human species wasn’t created to stay in its head. Which reminds me; Breath…

Yeah shit, they stole my phone.

Thinking about it, that’s kind of sad actually. Why would you do that? I mean, it was worth more to me emotionally than to them physically. Anyway, I should remember to call the company to lock it once I get back.

This building looks funny, they’ve built a round tower and conceived it as a parking. I was still at the periphery of the town but there was a club at the tower-shaped building’s side. A small group was present at the entrance. Barricades and security around them. This always fascinated me. There would be so much to write about that. The idea we all heard how it creates a paradise where social norms are relaxed. A place where the working man can escape. There was this singer who criticized how people lived life they don’t like and numbed it in these places. Such hypocrisy of them. Now that I think of it, quite a bunch of people depicted that, mostly in music though. How can one come up with any new idea these days? Everything was already thought through. Every emotion was already described, painted or vocalized. Makes me want to study science, at least there I might feel special if I come up with something. And it’s easier to get credit for scientific findings and offer a gift to future generations. Or maybe I should… Let me think…

The funniest thing about this place is how orchestrated it is. Security has its clear tasks and incentives to realize them. It’s not their first night, you can see how they lost their patience in the customers. They will be quicker to throw away troublemakers than try to resolve the situation. I can’t blame them, it’s more efficient that way; they solve their issue in a short period of time while limiting the damages of escalation. Pretty reasonable even. They don’t have to think about it anymore, when they see a problem, they just have to identify a target and deal with him. It’s pretty straightforward. Throwing them out is also not a difficulty.

I think saying clubs are a place of relaxed norms is quite inaccurate, rather it’s a place where things operate differently. I always liked clubs, life is much less complicated there. Your options as to what to do are quite limited and although there are some unwritten norms, they quite easy to learn. Simplicity is beautiful. You can expect everyone to follow similar norms, I can act there on auto-pilot. Or maybe it’s the effect of booze on people? I should check these ancient Greek guys, one of them must have though this through…

I was actually headed to another train station at this point. It was closer but it wasn’t a central one. It might be closed at this time. But I was willing to accept anything that would push me forward. I didn’t figure this out on my own. The guy from which I extracted the information was actually from the area. I stroke up the conversation and he was very genuinely friendly so I would not doubt his words. He seemed like the folk that tried to add value. I always wondered whether people become friendly when they realize it helps you to fit in society or is it something they have from the beginning. I would not say any of them to be “fake-friendliness” even though in one case it is more instrumental. You can easily make the difference between people who use friendliness as an instrument to get something from you and these people who have friendliness inherent to them. This last type of friendliness, I could see it in a friend of mine. He imposed on himself not to betray anyone but to be as amicable as possible. I always thought it was genuinely part of him; a rule he would never transgress. That made me able to trust him without reserve as, even though I never could comprehend him entirely, I had a model of how his actions would unfold. He was a good pal to balance ideas against. He understood people better than I ever would…

Guess that won’t work, it closed one hour ago. Going back then, the other train station not that far. I’ll probably pass again next to that hotdog place. That’s sentimental. I always was fascinated how human beings can bond. Anyone you’ll meet will have ideas in common with you. And is that not one of the best feelings in the world? It’s very validating to see how others have similar interpretations. You accept this persons as a swordsmen at you side, slicing through the complexity. But sooner or later, you see a disparency. While you challenge your ideas, his seem to stay fix. Why is it so? It does not seem that he’s immune to logic… His new ideas are actually coherent, but they seem old. It confuses you more and more until you decide he’s no longer of help and you separate yourself from him.

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question: Summarize the setting of the story.

answer: The narrator is at a party that is not a success. He is walking in the center of the city and is headed to the train station. He is eating a hotdog from a place that asks for his biological information. He is walking towards the train station.

critique: The narrator is not eating a hotdog from a place that asks for his biological information.

critique: The narrator is walking towards the train station, not the other way around.

critique: It is omitted that the narrator is at a club.

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critique: The narrator is walking in the center of the city and is headed to the train station. He is eating a hotdog from a place that asks for his biological information. He is walking towards the train station.

question: Summarize the society in which this story is set.

answer: The people here seem to be caught up in a system where they are constantly giving away information about themselves. This information is stored and used against them. The people here are used to this system and know their place in it.

critique: The answer is an opinion not factual details.

critique: The article does not mention the type of system that the people are caught up in.

critique: The narrator is not sure if the people are used to this system.

critique: The answer is incorrect. The people are giving away information to be registered.

text: The answer could be more specific by mentioning the barcodes.

question: What does the story say about simplicity?

answer: The narrator thinks that simplicity is beautiful. He thinks that life is much less complicated in a club. He thinks that the options in a club are quite limited. He thinks that everyone follows similar norms, and he can act on auto-pilot.

critique: There is no evidence saying that life is less complicated at a club. This should be omitted.

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critique: The narrator's thoughts on simplicity are not limited to clubs.

critique: The narrator doesn't think that everyone follows similar norms; he thinks that club life is simpler because the options are limited.

critique: The narrator's thoughts about simplicity are not restricted to clubs.

critique: The narrator's thoughts on simplicity are not limited to the club.

question: Summarize the reasons the reasons for the party.

answer: No answer

critique: The passage offers some reasons for the party.

critique: The narrator is going to a party, so the party is presumably for some reason.

critique: It misses to mention the party was for celebrating.


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Mick’s ninety year old mom had moved into a nursing home, close to where he lived in Nottingham so he could take care of her in her final years. But she still owned her home close by to my parents in London. He was down from the Midlands renovating the house in order to rent it on her behalf. He asked me if I’d help him and of course I said “yes”. While at his mom’s slim old house I realized that, in all the fifty years I had known him, I had never actually been inside his family home. As we replaced worn out sinks, cleaned up bathrooms, and laid new brown carpet I asked him which was his bedroom when he was a kid. He told me he never had one, well only for a short time. I was shocked. Here I was in the house that nurtured him, which he had left at fifteen years of age to come live with us before he signed on for the Royal Navy, and it was only now, half a century later that the pieces of his early life sailed into view. For the first time ever he told me about the house and his grandfather. This is that story.

“I remember my grandfather vividly. His name was Arthur, like that of that legendary King of England. The four of us all lived together: my grandparents, my mom, and me. I shared a bedroom with my mom while my grandparents had the other bedroom. It was the 1950s. We had no television, telephone, or fridge. We kept the butter on a marble slab so it wouldn’t melt in summer. I remember grandad as being small, about five feet six, thin in face with a roman nose. He had a good head of hair even up to his death. He was slightly stooped and walked with a limp, a reminder of his time as a private in the Middlesex Regiment during the First World War. The wound was the result of shrapnel buried deep in his leg during the battle of the Somme. His was the fourth party to be ordered to take a German observation post. The first three parties had been annihilated. I remember the story he told me: “We were ordered onto the Somme. The mud was so heavy and thick that two soldiers who had bayoneted each other died standing up, their legs held fast by the black muck, stuck like statues. We passed them as we marched up to the front on our way to certain death.” But he didn’t die. They took the objective. He was wounded in the battle and sent home. He never got over the war.

Our house was important to him. It was his one asset. He and my grandmother had had to move to South London from North London because theirs was a mixed marriage – not mixed along racial lines, but religious ones. He was Protestant and she was Catholic. It’s almost forgotten now, but a hundred years ago there were fights, particularly in the Tottenham area, between the two religious factions. I remember my grandfather telling me that after school the tough lads would tie string around their caps, and twirl them like a scythe. The hard rubber peaks would cause serious pain if it clocked your enemy around the face. Both families frowned upon my grandparent’s marriage, and so they moved to this little house. But it cost them contact with the rest of the family  I think my grandmother’s brother had been a judge in North London and had done very well for himself.

After I was born my grandfather struggled through a serious of odd jobs. I remember he worked as a car park attendant for the Granada Cinema in Kingston. He would catch the 667 trolley bus to his job. I would sometimes join him. I was a youngster then, not yet in my teens, but I helped him take the silver sixpences and shillings from the customers, shining bright in the palm of my unblemished hands. We would stay warm in the attendant’s wooden hut during the winter months, huddled around the heater like soldiers. He told me stories about the war and our family as we listened to the BBC on the radio. Saturday was a big day. It was busy at the movies and he was constantly parking cars as I collected the coins. We would listen to the football results on the radio just before five o’clock. He wanted to know how his Spurs were doing and whether he had been successful that weekend on the football pools.

He loved the wireless. I remember him returning home at night, sitting in the front room in his wing-tipped easy chair, smoking his pipe, listening, occasionally moving the dial through the many voices and languages of Europe. There, listed on the tuner, were names like Monte Carlo, Luxemburg, Paris and Moscow: an escape to foreign lands and another time just like all those years ago when he camped under the stars dreaming of innocent times.

I remember sitting on his knee, happy to be close to him.

Things changed dramatically after Grandma died. She had contracted food poisoning. It was so severe that she was hospitalized for life in Teddington hospital. When she eventually passed to the other side my grandfather became very depressed. He moved out of his bedroom and set up a bed in the dark, small wedge-shaped cupboard under the stairs. For the first time in my life I had my own bedroom as my mother moved into the now vacated other bedroom. But it was a sad situation. My grandfather would stay behind his slanted closed door almost for the whole day, hardly coming out. He pinned newspaper cuttings to the wall as if he was back in the trenches. My mom was angry, and worried, when he started to burn candles in the low ceilinged room rather than using the single naked light bulb. He could have set the whole house on fire.

The winter of 1957 grandad contracted pneumonia. My mom and I had to move him from his hide-away and back upstairs in his bedroom, so the doctor could visit and check on him. I’ll never forget the November day he died. I was twelve. It was very cold. I was busying laying a fire in the front room. My mom had the oven on in the kitchen. “What do you want for breakfast?” she shouted to me. Before I could answer we heard a thud from upstairs. My mom looked worried. She lit a cigarette. I’ll always remember that smell of burning tobacco. “You go up and check on him” she ordered. Sheepishly, I climbed the stairs and looked in the room. He had fallen on the floor. I noticed that he had shit the bed. I was horrified. I touched his body. He was dead. I was sure. I ran down and told my mother. She went upstairs and checked on her dad and then told me to run down the road to the public telephone box and call 999.

When they came to get his body my mom didn’t want me to see my grandfather that final time. Young people were not supposed to see the dead in case they were scarred for life. I was confined to the kitchen. I was not even allowed to attend the funeral. But I had to clean out his bedroom in the cupboard under the stairs, remove the press clippings from the walls, and tidy up his few remaining possessions. Inside I shut the door and sat in the darkness and thought about his life, and what he had given me, as he retreated back to the trenches: his dugout of dreams.”

title: [NF] Dugout of Dreams

question: Summarize Arthur's time in World War I.

answer: He was a private in the Middlesex Regiment. He was wounded during the battle of the Somme. His was the fourth party to take a German observation post, which the first three parties went back to their respective home countries.

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

critique: "He was wounded during the battle of the Somme. His was the fourth party to take a German observation post, which the first three parties went back to their respective home countries." - this is inaccurate. The first three parties were annihilated. The narrator's grandfather was the fourth party ordered to take a German observation post.

critique: He was ordered to take the German observation post

critique: The last sentence is confusing and unnecessary.

critique: The first three parties were annihilated

question: Summarize the relationship between Arthur and his wife.

answer: It is stated in the passage that Arthur and his wife had to move to South London because Arthur was a Protestant and she was a Catholic and their marriage wasn't accepted. After the birth of their grandson, Arthur had many jobs which he hated. The fact that he hated his jobs and took so many meant that he and his wife were not in a very wealthy situation.

critique: The response contains inaccurate information.

critique: The jobs Arthur had are irrelevant to the question.

critique: The answer is inaccurate and irrelevant.

critique: The reason for their move is irrelevant to this question.

question: What does the text say about Arthur's reaction to his wife's death?

answer: Although it's not mentioned directly, it's implied that he was depressed. He pretty much holed himself up in his hideout under the stairs, and started to burn candles. He became negligent about his upkeep for himself and his home.

critique: The answer should mention that he died a few months after his wife.

critique: The response misses to mention that Arthur became depressed after his wife's death.

critique: - The model didn't mention whether or not he would make sexual advances towards his granddaughter.

critique: The answer omits that Arthur died a short time after his wife.

critique: It's omitted that he died a few months after his wife's death.

critique: The answer should mention that Arthur died after his wife.

critique: The answer should mention that he died a few months after his wife's death.

text: "Although it's not mentioned directly," - this part should be deleted because it was mentioned directly that Arthur became depressed.

category: coherence

refinement: Although it's not mentioned directly, it's implied that he was depressed. He pretty much holed himself up in his hideout under the stairs, and started to burn candles. He became negligent about his upkeep for himself and his home.

question: Summarize the narrator's reaction to Mick's story.

answer: The narrator feels a mix of emotions when he hears the tale of how Mick's grandfather suffered the war. He is in awe of the stories Mick is telling him, but also sad and overwhelmed. The narrator is both happy to help his old friend with his family home, but also feels sorry for the children Mick may have lost. Mick died in a house fire when the narrator's mother was diagnosed with cancer; although he lost his home, they could not afford a proper funeral for him.

critique: The narrator's reaction is not mentioned in the passage.

critique: The response contains inaccurate information.

critique: The narrator is not sad and overwhelmed. He is just amazed by the story.

critique: The narrator is not sad and overwhelmed. He is shocked.

critique: The narrator is sad when Mick's grandfather dies.

critique: This does not describe the narrator in any way - it describes the events, which are not the narrator's (his mother raised him, so he wasn't around for all the sadness of this). It would be better to point out that the narrator is a very good and kind person who helps Mick with his grandfather's house.


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DORNBERK (; ) is a village in western Slovenia in the Municipality of Nova Gorica.[1] It is located in the Vipava Valley within the Gorizia region of the Slovenian Littoral. Dornberk is the centre of a local community that includes the satellite settlements of Potok pri Dornberku, Saksid, Brdo, Tabor, Draga, Zalošče, and Budihni. The entire local community has a population of around 1,800.

Name

The Slovene name of the village comes from German _Dornberg_, meaning 'thorn hill'. This was also the official name until the end of World War I, when the village came under Italian administration. At first, the Italians used an historical version of the traditional name of the village, _Dorimbergo_,[2] but during the Fascist period the name was changed to _Montespino_, which is a literal Italian translation of the German name. After World War II, the village briefly reacquired its old name, but in 1948, the name was changed again because of its German sound, and the name _Zali Hrib_ (literally, 'fair hill') was invented. The locals rejected the new designation and demanded the old name back. The name of the settlement was changed to _Dornberk_ in 1952, but the final _-g_ was replaced with a _-k_.[3] Nevertheless, the locals still refer to it as _Dornberg_ rather than _Dornberk_. This phonetic difference is not perceived in standard Slovene, in which the final voiced velar stop /g/ is pronounced as voiceless /k/. However, in the local Karst dialect spoken in the lower Vipava Valley, /g/ has developed into the voiced glottal fricative /ɦ/, and often a voiceless glottal fricative at the end of words.

Church

The parish church in the settlement is dedicated to the Prophet Daniel and belongs to the Diocese of Koper.[4]

The area of Dornberk is known for the production of wine and fruits, especially peaches, apricots, and pears.

[1] Nova Gorica municipal site

[2] _Dorimbergo_ in _Udine illustrata_, part I, of Giovanni Capidogli (1665): “La Famiglia da Rabatta è di nobiltà isquisita, ed immemorabile; onde fino da Enrico Terzo Re de' Romani fu degnamente presa in sua protezione, confermandole, ... donandole libere tante, e così ampie giurisdizioni nella Toscana, che formavano un considerabile, e non picciolo Stato. Non avendo poi la fortuna con pregresso di tempo per li molti, e vari accidenti di guerra, ripigliati quei beni, che prima le aveva concesso, si ricoverò la suddetta Famiglia nella Repubblica Fiorentina, nella quale fu tenuta, e pregiata delle più nobili, conseguendo in quella tutti li principali maneggi ec. Indi per le fazioni de' Guelfi, e Ghibellini passò nel Friuli, e prese posto in Udine già Quattrocento, e più anni ed avendo più tempo quivi dimorando godendo della Signoria di tre Castella, si condusse finalmente nel Contado di Gorizza, dove poscia ottenne in Feudo il Castello di Dorimbergo con altre giurisdizioni, che oggidì parimenti si conservano nella medesima Famiglia” in: Istoria del Decamerone di Giovanni Boccaccio scritta da Domenico Maria Manni Accademico fiorentino, in Firenze MDCCXXXXII (1742)

[3] _Spremembe naselij 1948–95_. 1996. Database. Ljubljana: Geografski inštitut ZRC SAZU, DZS.

[4] Roman Catholic Diocese of Koper List of Churches May 2008

title: Dornberk

question: What does the text say about other religions in Dornberk?

answer: The parish church in the settlement is dedicated to the Prophet Daniel and belongs to the Diocese of Koper.

critique: The answer does not mention the other religions in Dornberk.

critique: The answer should mention that the church is the only religious building in the village.

question: What does the text say about Dornberk?

answer: Dornberk is a village in western Slovenia in the Municipality of Nova Gorica. It is located in the Vipava Valley within the Gorizia region of the Slovenian Littoral. The entire local community has a population of around 1,800. The Slovene name of the village comes from German Dornberg, meaning 'thorn hill'. The name of the settlement was changed to Dornberk in 1952, but the final 'g' was replaced with 'k'.

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

critique: The final 'g' was replaced with 'k' in German.

critique: The answer should mention the name changes.

critique: The answer should mention the history of the name of the village.

critique: The answer should mention the local dialect.

critique: The final 'g' was replaced with 'k' in 1952, but the locals still refer to it as 'Dornberg'.

question: What does the text say about how Dornberk got its name?

answer: The Slovene name of the village comes from German "Dornberg", meaning "thorn hill". This was also the official name until the end of World War I, when the village came under Italian administration. At first, the Italians used an historical version of the traditional name of the village, "Dorimbergo", but during the Fascist period the name was changed to "Montespino". After World War II, the village briefly reacquired its old name, but in 1948, the name was changed again because of its German sound, and the name "Zali Hrib" (literally, "fair hill") was invented. The locals rejected the new designation and demanded the old name back. The name of the settlement was changed to "Dornberk" in 1952, but the final "g" was replaced with a "k".

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

critique: The answer is a summary of the entire article, not just the village's name.

critique: The answer is a summary of the article, not a description of the name's origin.

critique: The answer is a summary of the article, not a summary of the name's history.

critique: The part of the name changes before World War II and after WWII are irrelevant and should be skipped

critique: "Dornberk" is the final name of the village. The "g" was replaced with a "k" in the name.

critique: The answer should mention that the locals still call it Dornberg.

question: What does the text say about what is notable in Dornberk?

answer: Dornberk is known for the production of wine and fruits. Especially, the area is known for the production of peaches, apricots, and pears.


text:
“Hands”

It began almost as soon as I woke up. In fact, it was what caused my awakening. It sounded like there was something crawling within the walls of my bedroom. Mice, I thought. I rubbed my eyes and got out of bed.

I shower silently. I never understood people who listened to music or sang in the shower. Silence is what I liked. Even the sound of the running water made me cringe. The warm water pounded at my back. I felt something soft on my shoulder. I turned around quickly, a chill running up my spine. I turned down the cold water.

I tried to relax again, but the chill never went away. I stepped out of the shower and over to the sink. I pulled a razor and shaving cream out of the medicine cabinet. As I closed the cabinet, I saw the towel that was hanging up drop to the floor in the mirror. I turned around quizzically. Shaking my head and sighing, I bent down to pick up the towel and put it back on the rack just as I saw something scurry across the tiled floor to the sliver of space between the opened bathroom door and the wall. Fuck, it has to be rats. I quickly finished shaving and went downstairs to the kitchen.

Starting a fresh pot of coffee, I tried to remember if I had any rat traps left somewhere. Maybe that would warm me up. I opened the door to the pantry and stood on my toes so I could see the contents of the top shelf. I saw the outline of something and reached my hand in. I felt around until my fingers ran into something soft. It moved just as I went to grab it. I jumped and stepped back. Instinctively, I put my hand over my chest to calm myself. I heard the last few drops dripping into the coffee pot. I poured myself a cup. As I sat, sipping at my coffee, I convinced myself that it was only my imagination. Imagination? Wow, I haven’t used that in years. It was hard for me to even remember the last time my mind wandered elsewhere. Well, there were those times when I- no, I won’t go into that.

I heard a child outside, screaming with joy. I stood up and walked to the kitchen window. Pushing back the curtain, I could see the young boy running through a sprinkler. He screamed again, causing my fist to clench and jaws to lock. There was a sudden, loud crash behind me. I whipped around to find the coffee pot lying in hundreds of pieces on the floor. How had it fallen? Did the rat knock it over? I sighed and went to the hallway closet for rags and a broom.

I threw away the broken glass, and washed the mug I had used. I decided to check the garage for something to kill this rat that kept ruining my morning. I moved past the plastic containers, which were now starting to fill up the garage, to the tools. I really needed to clean them off from the last time I used them. I rustled through a box until I found an old poison rat trap. I opened it and saw it had already been used.

I heard the clicking of heels on the driveway outside the garage door. I sighed to myself and threw the trap away. I heard the doorbell ring and started making my way to the front door. As I was closing the garage door, I felt a tug at the bottom of my pant leg. I looked down, hoping to catch the rat red-handed, but the doorbell rang again. I huffed and stomped to the front of the house. I opened the door halfway.

“Hi,” a young blonde woman was standing on the old welcome mat, smiling at me.

I opened the door fully, “Hello.”

“I just wanted to introduce myself. I just moved in next door,” she smiled and held her hand out.

I looked down at her hand for a moment, then back up to meet her eyes. I shook her hand slowly.

When she pulled away, I noticed her fidgeting with her bracelets, “Well, it was nice meeting you. If you ever need anything, don’t be afraid to ask.”

I flicked my tongue across my lips, still staring at her hands. I smiled at her, “I’ll be sure to do that.”

I closed the door silently and wiped my face with my hand. I turned around and saw grey everywhere. Rats weren’t the cause of my shake up this morning. All around me were severed hands. Shit, I left the garage door open. They began to climb up my pant legs. I tried shaking them off, but they held tight. I began swatting at them. They covered my eyes and mouth. There were just too many.

title: "Hands" a short story I wrote for my English class

question: What does the story say about hands?

answer: No answer

critique: The answer should mention the hands the narrator sees in the end.

critique: The answer should mention the hands as a metaphor.

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

critique: There is no direct mention of hands in the story. It is only the narrator who notices the hands. He is imagining them and the hands are his downfall.

question: What does the story say about the narrator?

answer: The narrator is a man who lives alone. He is a loner who prefers silence. He is also a neat freak who likes to keep his house clean. He is also a coffee addict. The narrator is also a bit paranoid.

critique: It is omitted that he is also a bit paranoid about rats.

critique: There's no evidence that the narrator is a loner who prefers silence.

critique: The narrator is not a loner. He lives with his wife.

critique: It is not stated that he likes to keep his house clean.

question: What does the story say about its setting?

answer: The narrator lives in a house with a garage. The house is old and the narrator has a lot of clutter in the garage. The narrator lives next door to a young blonde woman who just moved in.

critique: The narrator's neighbor is irrelevant to the question.

critique: It is omitted that the narrator is waging an internal battle against rats. He also realizes that the rats are actually severed hands.

critique: The narrator lives in a house that has rats.

critique: The narrator lives in a house with a garage. The house is old and the narrator has a lot of clutter in the garage. The narrator lives next door to a young blonde woman who just moved in.

critique: The narrator's neighbor is irrelevant to the setting.

question: What does the text say about rats?

answer: The narrator is convinced that rats are the cause of disturbances in their house, even though they've never encountered a rat before. They look for rat traps and poison, they see the rats scurrying through the house and try to convince themselves that it's only their imagination, but at the end those are not rats, but severed hands.

critique: The narrator doesn't try to convince themselves that it's only their imagination.

critique: The narrator has encountered rats before.

critique: The response is missing a few details about rats.

critique: The narrator does encounter rats before.

critique: It's omitted that the narrator is dismayed when he realises the rats are multiplying, and he's unable to get rid of them.

critique: The narrator is not convinced that rats are the cause of disturbances in their house.

text: The story doesn't say anything about trying to look for rat traps and poison.


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HI GOREGOUS

Many of you will be probably going on an amazing adventure this summer, flying to another continent, travelling with your friends or working in a different country. This post will be useful for those of you who will go on a long haul flight or for those who want to have a little spa time during your flight.

STEP 1 HAIRCARE

Let your hair down and put 5 drops of Aveda Dry Remedy on your hands and then run your hands through the hair massaging the product in. The Aveda oil is perfect for long haul flights as it consists of essential oils so it has also aromatherapy which will ensure you are relaxed and enjoy your flight. Tie your hair up so that it does not bother you during the spa routine.

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 STEP 2 REMOVE MAKE-UP

Remove your make- up with cleansing wipes or Bioderma. I chose the Yes To Cucumber wipes as they are easy to use and they are good for normal and sensitive skin so probably most of you will be able to use them. Also they are 95% natural so should not cause any irritation, plus the packaging is very handy as you can easily open it and close it without the wipes drying up.

STEP 2 REFRESH YOUR SKIN

After I remove my make-up I like to spray my face with the L'Occitane Essential Water to refresh my skin and prepare it for the face mask. You can spray it directly on your face and neck and then pat try with your hands or spray it on a cotton pad and then apply it on your face.

STEP 4 FACE MASK

How many times have you left the plane and felt like your skin is dry, looks disgusting and needs a facial? If I travel even for 3 hours I get this feeling so this part of the routine is crucial as it moisturises the skin, creates a protective layer between your skin and the airplane air which as you know is not always fresh and great for skin. The face mask I chose is a clear, moisturising mask from Lancome, so that it is not an embarrassment to keep it on :) This mask is infused with Botanical Extracts and it is intensely hydrating, leaving the skin looking plump and healthy.

I learnt this from Lisa Eldridge who applies a thin layer of the mask first and massages it in, and if your skin is dehydrated the mask will sink in. Then you would apply another layer so that the mask is continuously working on your skin.

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 STEP 5 EYES

If you went partying the night before, look tired or just want to diminish your eye bags, I would recommend using the Clinique All About Eyes Cream. Apply it around the eyes to get rid of any puffiness, dark circles or lines. You can reapply during the flight.

STEP 6 HAND CARE

Obviously you need to moisturise your hands. I suggest taking a small hand cream, I got one from L'Occitane with a gift set, and as you all know almond is my favourite scent and it is also firming so perfect for dry, tired looking skin.

STEP 7 LIPS

Remember to keep your lips moisturised during the flight <3 Use any moisturising lip balm or vaseline.

STEP 8 REPEAT

If the flight is very long reapply the mask, lip balm, hand cream and the hair cream so that you get the most out of your flight and leave the plane looking like a celebrity *-*

STEP 9 SLEEP + RELAX

If it is a long flight you should also enjoy yourself, relax and sleep so that when you land you look fresh and rested. Watch a movie you wanted to watch for a while, listen to music or read a magazine. This is your time to enjoy yourself and relax, you don't need to do anything...

STEP 10 CLEANSE + MOISTURISE

When you are close to landing, start removing the products from your face. The best product to use would be something like Clarins One Step Cleanser or Bioderma. Soak a cotton pad with it, and then remove the mask from your face. You can spray your face with L'Occitane Essential Water and remove it with a cotton pad as well. Follow up with a sample size moisturiser which will act as a perfect base for your make-up.

STEP 11 MAKE-UP

Reapply your make-up before landing so that you feel good, I would go for a natural look as your skin will look stunning so powder foundation, concealer and mascara will look perfect on your skin.

STEP 12 LANDING

You look perfect, your skin looks fresh and plumped up! You look rested, glamorous and definitely ready for holiday, adventure or work. Be careful of all the attention though ;)

_Ania's advice:_

_1. Don't be afraid to do your beauty routine on a plane_

_2. Use every opportunity to take care of your skin_

_3. Always look 10 years younger *-*_

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Ania

Labels: AVEDA, bbloggers, beauty, clarins, clinique, dry remedy, face mask, haircare, hydration, L'Occitane, lancome, Long haul flights beauty routine, skincare, yes to cucumbers

question: Summarize the author's advice.

answer: The author suggests waiting until the end of a long flight to do one's hygiene and makeup routines, as the plane's air may be dried out and cause unnecessary stress to the skin. They recommend the moisturizing face mask to create a protective and moisturized layer, followed by a relaxing rest until landing. Finally, they recommend a good makeup routine to elevate one's looks on arrival to a youthful appearance.

critique: The answer should mention the other products the author suggests.

critique: The answer should mention the other steps of the routine.

critique: There is no mention of the author suggesting waiting until the end of a long flight to do one's hygiene and makeup routines.

critique: The response contains inaccurate information.

critique: "The author suggests waiting until the end of a long flight to do one's hygiene and makeup routines, as the plane's air may be dried out and cause unnecessary stress to the skin. They recommend the moisturizing face mask to create a protective and moisturized layer, followed by a relaxing rest until landing. Finally, they recommend a good makeup routine to elevate one's looks on arrival to a youthful appearance." - this is incorrect. The advice is to do the routine before the flight.

critique: The author's advice is to do the routine before the flight.

critique: The text doesn't especially suggest waiting to the end of the flight to do the skincare routine. It simply suggests replenishing cream, but there are numerous things one can do throughout the flight. This step should be removed from the response.

question: What does the article say about anti-aging creams?

answer: No answer

critique: The article does not mention anything about anti-aging creams.

critique: The answer should include that the article does not mention anti-aging creams.

critique: The article does not mention anti-aging creams.

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


text:
[Assembled partygoers at Tranby Croft, 11 September 1890. The Royal Baccarat Scandal. Pictured are Capt. Berkeley Levett and Edward, Prince of Wales and others] BERKELEY JOHN TALBOT LEVETT, (11 November 1863 – 1 November 1941) was a Major in the Scots Guards and later a Gentleman Usher for the Royal family. He was a witness in the Royal Baccarat Scandal of 1890 in which the future King Edward VII was drawn into a gambling dispute which painted him in an unflattering light.

Life and career

The son of Colonel Theophilus John Levett of Wychnor Park, Member of Parliament for Lichfield,[1] and member of an ancient family, Levett enjoyed playing cards and saw himself as a dashing figure in society circles. He was commissioned a lieutenant in the Scots Guards on 16 December 1885,[2] an appointment to one of the most prestigious regiments, which further allowed him to advance his contacts in the establishment.

On 8 September 1890, the Scots Guards officer was in the company of royalty and fellow socialites at Tranby Croft in Yorkshire when the incident which set off the Royal Baccarat Scandal occurred.[3] At the time, Levett was a soldier and bon vivant said to be the best-dressed man in London. One society publication referred to him as the “noted soldier and dandy.”[4] The subsequent events led to a slander trial at which Levett was one of the defendants. Although the defendants won the case, public mood was against them. [Sibell Bass Levett, daughter of brewery heir Hamar Alfred Bass, wife of Major Berkeley Levett, 1905] During the parties feting the German Emperor Wilheim II during his July 1891 London visit, _The New York Times_ noted, “the Pall Mall Gazette this afternoon, in referring to the garden party (for the Emperor), gives great prominence to the fact that Mr. and Mrs. Arthur Wilson, Mr. and Mrs. E. Lycett Greene, and Lieut. Berkeley Levett, all of whom were prominent in the Tranby Croft baccarat scandal, were among the guests at the garden party.”[5]

Berkeley Levett served as Aide-de-camp in India to William Mansfield, 1st Viscount Sandhurst who was Governor of Bombay from 1895 to 1900, during which he was promoted to captain on 15 November 1897.[6] Back in England, Levett married on 2 June 1900 Sibell Lucia Bass of the Bass brewery family, daughter of Hamar Alfred Bass, Member of Parliament.[7] In September 1902 he retired from the army.[8] Having sold his share of the family's Staffordshire estates, he and his wife lived in Lancaster Gate, London; Cottington, Sidmouth, Devon; and Saint-Jean-Cap-Ferrat, France, often turning up at society events before World War I.[9][10]

Berkeley Levett kept up his royal connections while serving as one of the Gentlemen Ushers for the Royal Household from 1 April 1919 to 1 December 1931. Later Levett was promoted to the rank of Major. He and his wife had two sons, one of whom was killed in World War I.

Baccarat scandal

Levett was drawn into the scandal after a night in which Sir William Gordon-Cumming, 4th Baronet, a fellow officer from the Scots Guards, was accused of cheating at Baccarat, a card game. Levett testified later that he had witnessed the cheating. Although Gordon-Cumming maintained that he had not cheated and the others had been mistaken, he had when confronted signed a statement pledging never to play cards again in return for an agreement that no-one present would speak again of what had happened. The assembled players feared the worst if the scandal leaked. For four months afterwards, Sir William split his time between his Scottish estates, his Scots Guards regiment, his wealthy American fiancée and his Paris club, hoping that the others would hold to their pledge.

The secret pact did not hold. An anonymous letter from Paris informed Sir William that gossips on the Continent were chattering about the events of that evening – and about Gordon-Cumming's alleged cheating. Enraged, Sir William brought suit against those present, including Berkeley Levett, charging slander. When the suit came to court in June 1891, it was a stylish affair: only those observers sporting a note from the Lord Chief Justice were admitted. The cream of society turned out dressed as though for Royal Ascot.[11]

Levett testified under oath, and although the jury ultimately ruled for him and the rest of the defendants, the damage was done. Sir William was drummed out of his regiment and forced to resign from his clubs. The future King, who was required to testify and thus reveal his penchant for card-playing, was outraged. “Thank God”, said the future King, “the army and society are now well rid of such a damned blackguard.”[12]

The royal reputation had been called into question.[13] Newspapers and public opinion sided squarely with Sir William. Word in the street largely blamed the future King.[14] In circles like Berkeley Levett's, consensus was the King was to blame, but for a different reason: the contentious card game had transpired at the estate of a newly rich shipping millionaire.

The jury took 10 minutes to find all the defendants not guilty and award them their legal costs. It was not a popular decision. The crowd hissed and booed the jurors, and tried to attack the defendants as they left the courtroom.

[1] A History of the Meynell Hounds and Country, 1780-1901, Vol. II, J. L. Randall, Sampson Low, Marston and Company Ltd., London, 1901

[2] Hart′s Army list, 1902

[3] Gordon-Cumming v. Wilson and Others: Speeches for the Plaintiff Delivered by Sir Edward Clarke, M.P., Solicitor General, Stevens & Hayes, London, 1891

[4] The First of the Autumn Weddings, The Bystander: An Illustrated Weekly, Wednesday, 2 Aug. 1903

[5] A Great Day in London; The Emperor Partakes of the City's Hospitality, 10 July 1891, The New York Times

[6]

[7] Plantagenet Roll of the Blood Royal: The Isabel of Essex Volume, Marquis of Ruvigny, reprinted by Genealogical Publishing Company, 1994

[8]

[9] Drexel Entertains Society in London, The New York Times, 9 July 1912

[10] American Dollars Save London Season, The New York Times, 9 May 1914

[11] Sir William's Counters, The New York Times, 3 June 1891

[12] The Prince and the Parvenus, J. A. Maxtone Graham, Sports Illustrated, 28 April 1969

[13] For the Prince's Sake, The New York Times, 8 June 1891

[14] Wales and the Scandal, The New York Times, 5 June 1891

title: Berkeley Levett

question: What does the text say about Berkeley John Talbot Levett?

answer: Berkeley John Talbot Levett was born on November 11, 1863, and died on November 1, 1941. He was a Major in the Scots Guards and later a Gentleman Usher for the Royal family. He was a witness in the Royal Baccarat Scandal of 1890 in which the future King Edward VII was drawn into a gambling dispute which painted him in an unflattering light.

critique: The answer should mention the person he married.

question: What does the text say about the Baccarat scandal?

answer: The Baccarat scandal occurred in September 1890 when Berkeley Levett was in the company of royalty and fellow socialites at Tranby Croft in Yorkshire. The incident involved Sir William Gordon-Cumming, a fellow officer from the Scots Guards who was accused of cheating at Baccarat, a card game. Levett testified that he had witnessed the cheating.

critique: The scandal happened at Tranby Croft, not Yorkshire, a terminological inexactness.

critique: The answer should mention that the jury ruled in favor of the defendants.

critique: This is true, but it is omitted that Gordon-Cumming maintained that he had not cheated and the others had been mistaken, he had when confronted signed a statement pledging never to play cards again in return for an agreement that no-one present would speak again of what had happened.

critique: The answer should mention the outcome of the trial.

critique: The answer should mention that the jury ruled for the defendants.

question: What does the text say about Levett's royal reputation?

answer: Levett was drawn into the scandal after a night in which Sir William Gordon-Cumming, a fellow officer from the Scots Guards, was accused of cheating at Baccarat, a card game. Levett testified later that he had witnessed the cheating. Although Gordon-Cumming maintained that he had not cheated and the others had been mistaken, he had when confronted signed a statement pledging never to play cards again in return for an agreement that no-one present would speak again of what had happened. The assembled players feared the worst if the scandal leaked. For four months afterwards, Sir William split his time between his Scottish estates, his Scots Guards regiment, his wealthy American fiancée and his Paris club, hoping that the others would hold to their pledge.

critique: The answer should mention the Royal Baccarat Scandal.

text: Doesn't describe Levett's royal reputation.

question: What does the text say about royalty?

answer: The future King Edward VII was drawn into a gambling dispute which painted him in an unflattering light. Berkeley Levett was a witness in the Royal Baccarat Scandal of 1890. He was commissioned a lieutenant in the Scots Guards, an appointment to one of the most prestigious regiments, which further allowed him to advance his contacts in the establishment. He served as Aide-de-camp in India to William Mansfield, 1st Viscount Sandhurst who was Governor of Bombay from 1895 to 1900. He was promoted to captain on 15 November 1897. He kept up his royal connections while serving as one of the Gentlemen Ushers for the Royal Household from 1 April 1919 to 1 December 1931.

critique: The answer should mention his marriage to a member of the Bass brewery family.


text:
She knew the day would not go her way from the sounds stirring up out of the garage. A few dings, a couple of bangs, that was typical. Not like this. This sounded like something gone wrong. Kat pushed up off the couch, wandered her way to the door connecting the house to the garage, and leaned in the frame of it.

There was Vincis, standing in front of a car; its hood was up and he was staring into it’s guts as if it had verbally accosted him, as if it had offended him, personally.

Kat frowned just a bit. She didn’t know who the car belonged to, but she did know it was some high roller, someone who could possibly make Vincis’ day a little less pleasant, if he so felt like it. And why not, right? Why not heap more issues on a guy that was already so high strung, they could use him for the telegraph?

Quietly, she stepped into the garage - but not quietly enough. This was, after all, Vincis’ domain, and nothing happened in here without his knowledge. She got about halfway to him when he turned his head, looking at her out of the corner of his eye. Impossibly bright and blue, eyes he got from his father, much to his dismay.

“H-Hey,” he said, a hint of a smile trying to make it across his features. It didn’t quite make it, but she noticed the attempt. It was enough in her book. “I’m s-sorry. Was I m-making t-too much noise?”

She smiled at him, shaking her head. “Nah, not too much.” Soon she was right beside him, and neatly checked him with her hip. “What are you working on?” And instantly, she could see the way Vincis’ features, which had just started to relax, tighten up again. He turned back forward, gesturing with his hand to the car before them, lips dipping into a frown.

“I c-can’t figure out wh-what’s wrong with it. I’ve tried everyth-thing.” Here, he reached up, running his hand through his hair - something Kat knew he only did, especially with greasy hands, when he was truly upset. Vincis tended to view cars as puzzles - and if he couldn’t fix one….well.

This was his talent. If he were incapable of fixing a car, he generally thought it to mean that he was incapable of performing and from there, things just went downhill. It was the little things that always bothered Vincis, not the big things. Launch an idea at him that might terrify another man, and he handled it like a champ. Give him a car he couldn’t fix?

He tended to take that poorly. Add in the fact that the car happened to belong to some big-wig, and Kat was pretty sure that all was not well upstairs.

The slim, delicate line of her hand reached out, long fingers coiling around his bicep. “How long do you have?” she asked, the dark line of her brow arching.

“Until the end of the w-week.”

And with that, she smiled. “You’ve got plenty of time, baby. You’re the best mechanic in town - you’ll figure it out.”

“But w-what if I’m not the b-best mechanic in town?” he suddenly snapped - and if his flinch was any sign, a little harder than he meant to. Kat wasn’t so much as phased, though.  She just smiled at him, that same lazy, easy smile, the one that had charmed his socks off from the start.

“Well, he doesn’t know that, now does he?” she asked. “And he can damn well wait, just like any other person can.” Vincis’ features crumpled a bit, looking from her to the car.

“I…I j-just don’t w-want to be a s-screwup. N-not in my w-work and…and n-not w-with you,” he muttered, gaze shifting downwards - only to be pulled around when she took his chin, turning his face to her.

“Hey…Vincis, I don’t love you because of the parts of you that I like.”

Briefly, the red-head looked completely, utterly baffled, totally not understanding just what the hell that was supposed to mean.

The ex-prostitute clarified it for him: “I love you for the parts about you I don’t like.”

title: [Short Story][Fiction] Flawed - 707 words

question: Why is Vincis upset?

answer: He's upset because he can't fix a car.

critique: The answer should mention that the car belongs to a high roller.

critique: The answer should mention that the car belongs to someone who can make Vincis' life unpleasant.

critique: This is only half of the reason he's upset.

critique: He's also upset because he's worried he's not the best mechanic in town.

critique: It is omitted that the car belongs to a big shot.

critique: The answer should mention that the car belongs to someone important.

critique: The answer should include that the car belongs to a high roller.

critique: The answer is too vague. The answer should mention that he is afraid of screwing up.

question: Why does Vincis think Kat has come into his garage?

answer: He thinks she has come to tell him off for making too much noise.

critique: He thinks she has come to tell him off for making too much noise.

critique: "He thinks she has come to tell him off for making too much noise." - This is incorrect. Kat came because she was curious about what he was working on and to see if she can help.

critique: The answer is not relevant to the question.

critique: "He thinks she has come to tell him off for making too much noise." - Vincis doesn't think Kat has come to tell him off for making too much noise. He is already apologizing to her for making too much noise.

critique: There is no evidence to suggest that Kat is here to tell Vincis off.

question: Explain the circumstance in which Vincis met Kat

answer: She was a prostitute, which seems to have been where Vincis met her.

critique: The model provides unsupported information

critique: "She was a prostitute, which seems to have been where Vincis met her." - the answer is wrong. There is no evidence to suggest that Vincis met Kat while she was a prostitute.

question: How does Kat know that Vincis has some kind of problem?

answer: It is his habit that he always becomes very unhappy or stresses easily when he cannot fix a car.

critique: The answer should mention that Kat knows Vincis has a problem because she heard him making noises in the garage.

critique: Vincis' distress could be due to a social anxiety or similar type of anxiety.

critique: The answer should mention that Kat knows Vincis has a problem because she can see the stress in his face.

critique: While it is true that Vincis becomes very unhappy or stresses easily when he cannot fix a car, it is not a habit.

critique: The answer should mention the car belonging to a high-roller.

critique: It is omitted that the car he is working on belongs to a high roller.

critique: The answer should mention that Kat knows Vincis has a problem because she can see it in his face.


text:
	Kurt was taking his time walking down the street, his feet moving him ever forward as small droplets of water fell down from the sky, splashing all across the city. Everyone around him was rushing, with umbrellas, hoods, newspapers covering their heads. Kurt's sweatshirt had a hood, but he didn't think of placing it over his head. The cold orbs of water felt nice running down his shaggy brown hair, dropping off of curls in front of his face, onto his nose and then down to the ground with a “plop.” The water had just started to fall from the sky, but, unlike most times it rains, it did not start off slowly. There was no build up toward the release. One moment, no rain, the next, it felt like the massage setting on a shower head. Kurt forgot where it was he was going, but continued walking anyway, to get his feet wet. As people ran by, they looked at him oddly, as if he was insane to act as he did.
	After about thirty seconds, Kurt's clothes were soaked through. His hair was dripping completely, it looked as if head been in a shower for a few minutes. His sweatshirt clung to his body, dark gray from the moisture. In the pockets of his jeans his cell phone had short-circuited, the water had soaked into the electronics and caused too much energy to be placed on the motherboard, killing it forever. Kurt didn't care. He didn't notice that fact until a day later, when he went to clean up, and the phone fell from his pocket to the floor. His feet kept leading him down the street, which was growing increasingly familiar to Kurt, as he looked around him. He still did not know where he was going, but let his feet lead him.
	After five minutes of walking in the rain, his feet brought him in front of the door to an apartment building. The building he recalled knowing, but he did not know where from. Water still dripped down his brow to his nose, and off to make a “plop” in the puddle created under his feet. It was still raining, but a canopy provided relief. Kurt's right hand made its way to his pocket, where it found cold metal, damp from the cloth around it. The metal fit into the door in front of him, and his feet pulled him into the stair well, and up the stairs in front of him. He left a trail of water as his feet trotted up the steps, one by one.
	Everything around him he knew well, but Kurt could not figure out why. His feet had brought him in front of a door now. On the door were the numbers four, zero, and seven. His right hand lifted up, and knocked twice. The sound of flesh on wood was thick and loud, echoing down the hall. The water dripping off of Kurt soaked a floor mat that read “Welcome!” Kurt heard some shuffling inside, and the door opened. Standing there, staring at Kurt was a woman. Kurt remembered her. She stood in the doorway, wearing gray sweat pants and a t-shirt much too big for her. Her auburn hair was tied above her head in a ponytail that reached down past her shoulders. Her eyes were puffed and red. Inside the room, Kurt could see tissues and an open bottle of wine on the coffee table. He looked at her and said quietly,
	 “Angela... You're beautiful. Marry me.”
	“Fuck off.”
	Water went “plop” on the now-soaked floor mat.
	The door slammed shut, followed by the sound of metal clinking with metal.  Kurt turned, and started walking back down the stairs. As he got to the bottom, he realized that it looked brighter outside. When he walked out of the apartment, he looked up into the clouds. They were thinner. Water dripped from his nose and went “plop.” His eyes were red and puffy.

title: This is the first story I have written in the longest time. I give you: Plop

question: Summarize the climactic event of the story.

answer: Kurt meets a woman named Angela. He tells her his plans to marry her. She refuses. It is not revealed why.

critique: The answer should mention that the reason why she refuses is because she is crying.

critique: It is never stated that Kurt's plans are to marry Angela. He simply asks her to marry him.

critique: The answer omits the reason why Angela refuses.

critique: The answer omits that Kurt asks Angela to marry him.

critique: It is not stated that the reason why she refuses is not revealed.

critique: The answer should mention that Kurt leaves after Angela refuses.

critique: The answer should mention that the story ends with Kurt leaving.

question: Summarize Kurt's physical path over the course of the story.

answer: He begins at the street and takes his time from there down a road, to the front door of an apartment building, to the stairs, and finally up to the front door of apartment 407.

critique: It is omitted that he leaves the apartment building and goes back down the stairs.

critique: The answer should mention his return to the street.

critique: The answer should mention that Kurt leaves the apartment building.

critique: The answer should include that he leaves the apartment building and walks back down the stairs.

critique: Kurt does not enter the apartment building

text: The answer omits that there was a heavy downpour, and Kurt was drenched in the rain, even to the extent his phone was soaked.

question: What does the story say about Kurt's occupation?

answer: No answer

critique: There is no information about Kurt's occupation.

critique: The passage does not mention anything about Kurt's occupation.

critique: The passage does not explicitly state what Kurt's occupation is, but it can be inferred that he is unemployed.

question: What details in the story demonstrate that the characters are unhappy?

answer: Angela hasn't changes her clothes and a half-empty bottle of wine is within their reach. Kurt has rainwater dripping down onto his eyelashes. He doesn't know where he is going.

critique: The answer fails to mention that Angela's eyes are puffy and red.

critique: The answer could be more specific about why the characters are unhappy.

critique: It seems a little tenuous to say she hasn't changed her clothes, or to read stress from that.

critique: The answer is vague and doesn't really mention anything that would show the characters are unhappy.

critique: The response misses to mention that Angela's eyes are puffy and red.

text:
-'Angela hasn't changes her clothes...' is grammatically incorrect and should be corrected.
-'...and a half-empty bottle of wine is within their reach.' The model is inconsistent with the use of pronouns. This should be corrected.
-'Kurt has rainwater dripping down onto his eyelashes.' The story says the water drips from the hair on his face to his nose and then the floor. It doesn't mention his eyelashes. It should be corrected.
-The answer omits that Kurt's eyes are also puffy and red as he leaves the building.
-The answer also omits that Kurt is walking under the heavy downpour, unperturbed. This indicates his state of mind as unhappy. It should state this.

category: other

category_text: All of the above.


text:
_TAP THE RED CANE WHIRLWIND_ is an album by American blues singer and guitarist Kelly Joe Phelps. It reached number 11 on the _Billboard_ Top Blues Albums.

History

_Tap the Red Cane Whirlwind_ is a collection of solo live performances from engagements at McCabe's, Santa Monica, California and Freight and Salvage, Berkeley, California in 2004.

In an interview regarding his first live release, Phelps said, “My passion lies in performing live, in the sense of 'no net' string grabbing and 'lord knows what' singing and flying by my seat and watching the songs come alive (hopefully) in a way that I could have never predicted beforehand. I've wanted to have a recorded representation of that for some time...”[1]

Reception

Music critic Thom Jurek praised the release in his Allmusic review, writing “Phelps is a dynamite guitarist who adds, subtracts, and morphs figures onto the original fingerstyle lines, and uses his voice to offer evidence of the timelessness of the lyric. And as moving and virtuosic as these two performances are, it's his own songs that offer the true prize of this collection... if there is one recording that captures the sum of the magic, power, and poetry that is Kelly Joe Phelps, this one's it.”[2] Fred Kraus of Minor 7th wrote: “His slices-of-life verses provide character insight without being self-confessional, and just enough detail to be recognizable without being self-focused. His observations are such that they open up our world rather than reduce it. Phelps definitely has it going on.”[3]

David Greenberger of _No Depression_ praised the album with reservations, writing “After exploring the studio possibilities with a shifting but sympathetic group of players, Phelps turns, on this record, to a form that has been his mainstay: live, solo performance... His music is so tied to a sound that the songs can roll into one another, as well as disappear into themselves. Granted, some of those issues can be chalked up to creative subtleties, but there are times when you just want him to change registers and head into the truly unknown. That said, Phelps is a riveting performer, integrating his singing into his playing with results that exude fully committed emotional character... Phelps’ singing goes down so smooth I just want him to even let out a cough to rough up the flow at some point.”[4]

PopMatters critic Robert R. Calder is equally equivocal, giving the album 5 of 10 stars: “He seems hardly to have combined verbal inspiration into any very conventional sort of song.... In some respects Phelps lets himself off easy. The lack of straight sequential meanings simply spreads words and phrases across the virtuoso guitar music... The result is probably good in parts, but I wonder how the real oddness of some lyrics might disquiet listeners after a little longer than a critic can allow himself/herself to relisten to a review copy before writing. There's a cause of disquiet at odds with the gentle and often beautiful music. I'll declare no conclusion but advise potential listeners that they might find something incoherent and unlikeable. It's worth suggesting that while there's impressive evidence here that Kelly Joe Phelps is an exceptionally talented musician, guitarist, and performer, he has perhaps not distinguished himself in words.”[5]

Track listing

All songs by Kelly Joe Phelps unless otherwise noted.

1.  “Hard Time Killing Floor Blues” (Skip James) – 9:46
2.  “Not So Far to Go” – 7:35
3.  “Jericho” – 8:46
4.  “Fleashine” – 6.44
5.  “Cardboard Box of Batteries” – 6:29
6.  “Gold Tooth” – 8:56
7.  “Tommy” – 6:47
8.  “I Am the Light of the World” (Reverend Gary Davis) – 6:28
9.  “Waiting for Marty” – 6:26

Personnel

-   Kelly Joe Phelps - vocals, guitar

PRODUCTION:

-   Engineered and mixed by Shawn Pierce
-   Mastered by Greg Calbi
-   Photography by Michael “Mick” Wilson
-   Design by Gwen Terpstra

[1] Six String Soul interview. January 2005. Retrieved June 24, 2010.

[2]

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[4]

[5]

title: Tap the Red Cane Whirlwind

question: What is the history of Tap the Red Cane Whirlwind?

answer: It's a collection of live performances from engagements at McCabe's, Santa Monica, and Freight and Salvage, Berkeley. Phelps notes in an interview that recording live performances lights him up.

critique: The answer should mention when the performances were.

critique: The answer should mention the year of the performances.

critique: The response should include the year of the live performances.

question: Describe the reception of the album.

answer: The album received praise from critics. The Allmusic critic said that Phelps is a dynamite guitarist. The Minor 7th writer said that Phelps has character that isn't self-confessional. The No Depression writer praised the album with reservations, finding it tied to a specific guitar sound that doesn't change. The PopMatters critic was particularly equivocal, with writer Robert R. Calder finding incoherent and unlikeable.

critique: The PopMatters critic is not the only one who was equivocal.