#Charles Dow

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Charles H. Dow ist ein Name, der in der Geschichte der Finanzmärkte und der technischen Analyse eine herausragende Bedeutung genießt. Als Mitbegründer des Wall Street Journal und des Dow Jones Industrial Average (DJIA) hat er die Grundlagen der modernen technischen Analyse gelegt.

Seine Dow-Theorie, die auf der Analyse von Marktdaten und Indizes basiert, hat die Art und Weise revolutioniert, wie Anleger und Analysten die Märkte betrachten. In diesem Artikel werden wir die Dow-Theorie detailliert untersuchen, ihre grundlegenden Prinzipien und ihre Bedeutung für die technische Analyse diskutieren.

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Happy birthday to Charles Dow, who, in the 19th century, founded the dow jones company with his lifelong secret husband, Edward Jones

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TECHNICAL ANALYSIS

The Origin Technical analysis is a form of stock analysis that involves the study of historical stock performance. It uses instruments such as trend lines, support and resistance lines, moving averages, and oscillators to identify patterns in stock market performance. Technical analysis has been widely used since the late 19th century, when the Dow Jones Industrial Average was introduced. The…

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DOW JONES THEORY

The Dow Jones Theory is an approach to technical analysis of the stock market, developed by Charles Dow in the early 20th century. This theory is based on the idea that market movements can be understood by observing trends in stock market indices.

The Dow Jones Theory is based on two stock market indices: the Dow Jones Industrial Average (DJIA) and the Dow Jones Transportation Average (DJTA). According to this theory, when the DJIA and DJTA move in the same direction, it indicates a confirmed market trend, while a divergence between the two indices may signal a trend reversal or market consolidation.

The Dow Jones Theory also includes the concept of the "three phases of the market": accumulation phase, expansion phase, and distribution phase. According to this theory, the market follows a cycle in which investors accumulate stocks at low prices, the market then expands to its peak, and then investors distribute their stocks at high prices, signaling a market correction.

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In summary, the Dow Jones Theory is an approach to technical analysis that focuses on trends in stock market indices and uses the concept of the three phases of the market to understand market movements.

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Charles Showalter - "Cowgirl" - 1950's Calendar Illustration from The Louis F. Dow Calendar Co.

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You know what's great? I absolutely ADORE Kevin, and so, after Triptych I just kind of invented an entire world made up of a hodgepodge of headcanons for him to live in in my head. So, I can just look at this previous "The Boy is Kevin" arc and say, "Wow! That was a wild fanfic! Anyway, back to canon" When in actuality I have just left canon as far behind me as possible

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♟️ DOGS OF WAR - @schuvries

“I’ll come back for you,” he says, again, with the kind of conviction that could save a soul. “I promise.”

I was rereading this masterpiece for the 5th time and this part always makes me go crazy as if it was the first time I read it 😩🤌🏻

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Harvey (1950) Henry Koster

December 3rd 2023

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In Memoriam 74th Emmy Awards

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Charles Dow: der Mann, der den Dow Jones erfand

Charles Henry Dow, geboren am 6. November 1851 in Sterling, Connecticut, prägte als eine Schlüsselfigur das Finanzwesen des späten 19. Jahrhunderts. Schon in jungen Jahren offenbarte Dow seinen Ehrgeiz und sein scharfes Verständnis für Finanzen, Fähigkeiten, die er während seiner Tätigkeiten als Redakteur bei verschiedenen Zeitungen entwickelte. Dows Beiträge zur Finanzwelt sind immens. Nicht nur…

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Scott Hill Reflects on Life as a Slave, Part 2 (1940)

Scott Hall recalls his life as a #slave near #Chapmanville #WV (1940) #Appalachia #history #wvhistory #slavery

The following article, written by Frank Ball, is taken from a Huntington-area newspaper clipping. This is Part 2 of the story. A year after the trip back from Virginia, the slaves of Lorenzo Hill were surprised and not a little dazed when he tried to convey to them the fact that they were free. They didn’t want to leave Ole Boss. They had no place to go. So they lived on with him and worked for…

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Favored Forms of Affection ( Caesar x Reader, Noa x Reader ) Headcanons.

my brain: hey what do you think their favorite form of affection is? huh? Huh? HUH? Warning: There are sensual implications, but as a whole, it is very, very subtle and doesn't delve into detail. If you're uncomfortable with that, then please do not read.

Caesar.

In most aspects, Caesar is the type to enjoy quality time over any other forms of affection. There’s something deliciously grating to the Ape King when he’s got you all to himself, when you’re only his to lay eyes on, only one to get his undivided attention and he prickles with a mild form of anticipation, knowing, waiting for you to acknowledge that you had his undivided attention in return. Always so attentive and caring, the way you would listen to him, or sit in silence if that’s what he chose to do, or if that’s what you sensed he preferred. It does vary day to day - Sometimes Caesar finds it in himself to enjoy the nuance of conversation, sometimes not. And you’re alway so accepting either way.  

Very difficult to get quality time being who he is - He takes it in stride and finds himself able to find speckled moments that were really a day to day basis. ~*If Caesar knows there is not a council meeting that day, he’ll allow himself the pleasure of taking meals with you and finds himself entranced as you talk to him about how your day was going, about the most mundane things that he honestly couldn’t care less about, but because they were your words, your voice, Caesar found interest in them.  ~*If he has no hunting trip planned that requires him to leave before dawn, he’ll linger in the nest with you, either resting to hold you as you sleep next to him, or perhaps engaged in a bit of ‘pillow talk’ as you had called it previously. Maybe a bit more, if that’s what he knew you wanted, and it was always an avenue deeply indulged by both of you. ~*If he knows there is nothing pressing with the day ahead of him, he’ll often be the one to take you outside of the Colony to do something alone. Fish, which he had to teach you, berry forging which happened to be your favorite, or even just horseback riding along the coast, both admiring in solemn silence the wreckage of ships in the water and the lost days of Humanity’s reign. All things he knew you would enjoy, and he himself found enjoyment just by being able to do them with you. Pure, unadulterated enjoyment at the fact that you wanted him to be the one to take you, both mentally and physically.

Very late nights sitting by the fire, nothing but the crackling of the flames in front of the Ape King but they were enough to keep his mind at ease. Often, especially in the dead of night, he found himself thinking about Humanity - thinking more personally though. Things he had only really shared with Maurice. Things that he worried would stir Koba further into the throes of rebellion. He’d think about Will, Caroline, Charles. His life in San Francisco. His life before the Colony. Not that he missed it, not that he yearned for it, but the memories plagued him and as he aged, he found it more and more difficult to separate them and they were becoming a tangled mess inside of his mind. He found himself restless as he tried to pry them apart. Caesar’s green eyes, as focused as ever but having lost that primal and aggressive stare. His brow ever so softened, his scowl lighter than most times. There would be no denying in that moment that he was striking in appearance, even when he was not engaged to be intimidating. You come to sit next to him after realizing that he wasn’t in the nest with you when you had stirred awake moments ago. He’s quiet to acknowledge your appearance, to briefly hold his head up when you sat next to him before his chin dropped back down, his gaze quite pensive as he looked at the fire. Nothing’s said. Nothing needs to be as you lean your body against his own; the weight pressing into his side. Caesar draws a deep breath in, looking down at you as you nestled deeply into his side. He accepts your form of affection, physical, with ease and sinks into it. If he feels the pleasure to talk to you about his memories, he knows he is free to do so without judgment. But, this? Sitting in such close proximity, his nose now entranced with your scent, your weight so nicely placed next to him? He didn't want to ruin the moment with words. 

Oddly does find himself in the throes of words of affirmation every so often when you’re so gracious to give him a compliment, or praise of any kind. He figures that you’re aware that it makes him feel good to hear, and so you do shower him with praise, especially if he comes off a few days of being gone, perhaps to hunt, perhaps to scope the human settlements.  He’ll accept it with grace but finds himself without words to say anything in response and will just bring you in for a moment, foreheads grazing each other, your hands coming to rest on the sides of his face and sinking into the moment. ~*He does know that words of affirmation are a big thing for you, after all, it was a heavily implied scenario with Humans. That they liked to be told when they were doing a good job. So, Caesar does take it upon himself to bless you with praise every so often, when he knows you need it. And sometimes when you don’t. ~*Uses them purposefully though to encourage you. When you were learning how to fish from Caesar, he was quick to give you compliments on your form, on how you were holding yourself. He grasped at your hips with his hands and angled you ever so slightly against him before telling you to release your spear into the water. You caught your first fish. ~*He’s more careful with words of affirmation though, knowing that implications were strong and if he said one thing taken to be more flirtatious than the others, he knows he’s about to be pulled into something he can’t, nor really wants to, stop from happening. ~*Favors words of affirmation when he lays with you don’t come at me for this it is a valid POINT I would go more into but maybe later and if someone really wants to hear about it.

Noa.

Contrary to Caesar, Noa is more prone to physical acts, gift giving and words of affirmation as his forms of affection. Given his lack all these years out side of parental affection and friendship affection, it made sense he had a harder time picking just one. I mean, why have one when you can have multiple? It is a pretty steady three-way tie between them.

On one hand, a mere touch from you was enough to get his heart pounding with flurries of anticipation and thought. What did the touch mean? Was it just a graze? Were you putting thought into it or have you gotten comfortable enough with Noa that you felt the need to touch him needlessly, without warning or reservation? He had no idea, but he ate it up. He’s also incredibly biased towards touching you. Whether it was the intentional grab to get you to come closer to him, or the needed helping hand as you traversed terrain together and you were unbalanced, reaching your hand out for Noa to help with your balance, or even the mere placement of your chest against his back when you rode on the back of his horse, arms wrapped around his thin waist. Noa felt like he’d come undone just thinking about it.

~Those are just the unintentional touching, don't get me started on intentional. I’m kidding. Absolutely relishes beyond belief at the moments when you are with him and seek to grasp at him. Your favorite place happens to be his bicep, almost captivated in how large and strong it was. If he chose to, he could pick you up one handed. And you would let him. ~*Does like hand holding, really likes the feeling of wrapping your entire hand up in one of his and watching as you struggle to release yourself, laughing at him when you fail, and cheering in excitement if he lets you loose. That’s the funny part- It’s a game, and if you were aware or not, Noa occasionally does let you win. ~*Goes absolutely feral if you’re wrapped tightly in the nest together, after Noa and you had some endeavors and you begin brushing his fur - Especially along his chest, your hand liking to lay flat against his sternum and feeling the soft push and pull of his breathing, tracing the mere outline of the scar on his right pectoral, and down his ribs to tickle ever so slightly, slowly inkling your way downwards, almost in a beckoning way for him to take you again. And then again. And then… Maybe if Noa wasn’t tired enough, again. Noa isn’t aware if you know that the reaction he gets from that is incredibly visceral - or maybe you did and it was done intentionally. He didn't care. He’d take anything from you. ~*To balance the above point, it is his utmost pleasure to lightly trail his fingers against the curvature of your spine and he loves it when you laugh as a response. Whether it’s when you’re collapsed on top of him and instead of seeking to hold you, he’ll place his larger hands against your back and just… Trace. Up and down, feeling the smooth nature of your skin, breathing in your scent as you’re drawn to place your head beside his. Or, if you’re laying on your stomach next to him. Hands are almost guaranteed to be on your back, rising and falling with each breath that you take.

Rolling the dice on that, gift giving is pretty evident the longer you stayed with the Eagle Clan. Surely, it started off mild and harmless in all aspects. Small tokens here and there; If Noa had been out with Anaya and Soona, he’d bring you back something that reminded him of you. In your collection lay a few pebbles, smooth around the surfaces and you’d find yourself playing with them between your fingers. A few broken spear-heads - Noa finds it endearing that you collect them. His favorite thing to bring back though is a flower. Any sort, he likes to find them, likes to scour for them and always finds a flutter in his chest at your face when he gives you them. ~*Ultimately leads into larger gift giving in the future. Noa gifting you armbands for Eagles to land on your forearms without getting scratched to oblivion. Even giving you your own small dagger, and a small case that would tie around your waist so you could carry the dagger with you for protection. Noa made it, it was evident from the intricate detailing that was carved into the handle of the dagger, and you find yourself lightly tracing them and into the fabric that was used for the holder. Nao so graciously gifting you his favorite animal pelt when you had mentioned to him that you were cold the night before ( Not to be too lost though, he gets it back once you’re mated and in the same nest. )

Ohhhh, does this boy love words of affirmation from you. Noa has a sick tendency to perform self-deprecation and neglect himself and his wants in favor of others - definitely a quality stolen from his Father who was very much the same in his leadership skills towards the Eagle Clan. ~*If you ever find yourself affirming him in front of Soona and Anaya? Absolute chaos. Especially if you’re urging him, providing support. Soona thinks it to be incredibly sweet- the spoken notions and the unspoken ones as she notices you placing a hand on Noa’s shoulder with your words. Anaya? You can’t tell me he wouldn’t be right alongside you, supporting Noa with chants, words of support, etc.

~*It does get him flustered in front of his friends, his muzzle puffing out slightly out of embarrassment as he looks at you. ~*Finds great pleasure when you whisper to him how much you adore him when you’re wrapped in on each other- how happy you are in the midst of the morning before the two of you have to get up, how strong he is. The strong one really gets to him on occasion, especially if you’re laying together and it’s brought up in the flurry of the moment. ~*Really takes solace in your words when he’s vulnerable - The moments of intense emotions when he finally breaks down and tells you about his Father, about the legacy he left behind and how Noa felt so inadequate to follow in his Father’s footsteps. It absolutely shatters you and without hesitation, you’re reaching for him, grasping his face with your hands and bringing him close. You linger for a moment and look into his eyes and whisper just so gently at him, “Noa… You can do this. I-I know you can.” The look on his face from the proximity you’re at just shatters you a bit more, his eyes forlorn with sadness and uncertainty. Moving, you finally make contact, forehead to forehead and he shuts his eyes at the feeling. “You can do this…” Four simple words, but with them, comes a sense of peace to Noa that maybe… Just maybe you’re right.

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Handing flaming hot cheetos to everyone in the mansion to see who survives

Napoleon: he can have a handful and he's fine. He's eating one of the small .99 cent bags

Mozart: mainly doesn't think it tastes good, but also holding back a cough

Leonardo: he's dowing the entire bag without realizing it. I feel like he'd dip them in something but I have no clue what

Vincent: tearing up a little. He likes some spice but he likes a flavorful spice. Hell eat a few more though just to be sure

Theo: straight up doesn't like them. He wasn't expecting them to actually have a kick either

Arthur: he's holding back a choke and tears as best he can. Please give him milk

Isaac: is choking and crying. Boy is gasping and can't handle it. Stereotypical British boy

Jean: immediately sip it out. Hates it. Don't you dare give him that again. He's now searching for milk

Dazai: also eating the bag shamelessly

Shakespeare: he's so confused by chips to begin with that now making them hot is overwhelming him. British boy number 3 is down. Doesn't like how it stains his fingers

Comte: what do you think? Man is eating so much cheese and bread to get that spice out of his mouth. He's handling it worse than Jean and Isaac.

Sebastian: doesn't mind them but is really only eating a smaller bag not a big family sized bag. But he might if he's distracted enough and that's the bag he had

Vlad: handling it better than you thought. Is also enjoying a small bag of them.

Faust: made a weird face when he first tried them. Not because it was too spicy. But because he thought they tasted bad. Took him a while to get the taste out

Charles: had to eat a few to figure out if he liked them or hated them. He's still not sure so every time you offer him one he will take it and go through all those stages again

Drake: British boy number 4 is actually handling it well. He likes the flavor because well...he's been on a boat for too long and just wants flavor. He's not eating a big bag but he doesn't want the small bag

Galileo: choking. He didn't enjoy that at all. He tells you it's because they taste bad but that tear at the corner of his eye tells you it's the spice

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Reading list for Afro-Herbalism:

A Healing Grove: African Tree Remedies and Rituals for the Body and Spirit by Stephanie Rose Bird

Affrilachia: Poems by Frank X Walker

African American Medicine in Washington, D.C.: Healing the Capital During the Civil War Era by Heather Butts

African American Midwifery in the South: Dialogues of Birth, Race, and Memory by Gertrude Jacinta Fraser

African American Slave Medicine: Herbal and Non-Herbal Treatments by Herbert Covey

African Ethnobotany in the Americas edited by Robert Voeks and John Rashford

Africanisms in the Gullah Dialect by Lorenzo Dow Turner

Africans and Native Americans: The Language of Race and the Evolution of Red-Black Peoples by Jack Forbes

African Medicine: A Complete Guide to Yoruba Healing Science and African Herbal Remedies by Dr. Tariq M. Sawandi, PhD

Afro-Vegan: Farm-Fresh, African, Caribbean, and Southern Flavors Remixed by Bryant Terry

Barracoon: The Story of the Last “Black Cargo” by Zora Neale Hurston

Big Mama’s Back in the Kitchen by Charlene Johnson

Big Mama’s Old Black Pot by Ethel Dixon

Black Belief: Folk Beliefs of Blacks in America and West Africa by Henry H. Mitchell

Black Diamonds, Vol. 1 No. 1 and Vol. 1 Nos. 2–3 edited by Edward J. Cabbell

Black Faces, White Spaces: Reimagining the Relationship of African Americans to the Great Outdoors by Carolyn Finney

Black Food Geographies: Race, Self-Reliance, and Food Access in Washington, D.C. by Ashanté M. Reese

Black Indian Slave Narratives edited by Patrick Minges

Black Magic: Religion and the African American Conjuring Tradition by Yvonne P. Chireau

Black Nature: Four Centuries of African American Nature Poetry edited by Camille T. Dungy

Blacks in Appalachia edited by William Turner and Edward J. Cabbell

Caribbean Vegan: Meat-Free, Egg-Free, Dairy-Free Authentic Island Cuisine for Every Occasion by Taymer Mason

Dreams of Africa in Alabama: The Slave Ship Clotilda and the Story of the Last Africans Brought to America by Sylviane Diouf

Faith, Health, and Healing in African American Life by Emilie Townes and Stephanie Y. Mitchem

Farming While Black: Soul Fire Farm’s Practical Guide to Liberation on the Land by Leah Penniman

Folk Wisdom and Mother Wit: John Lee – An African American Herbal Healer by John Lee and Arvilla Payne-Jackson

Four Seasons of Mojo: An Herbal Guide to Natural Living by Stephanie Rose Bird

Freedom Farmers: Agricultural Resistance and the Black Freedom Movement by Monica White

Fruits of the Harvest: Recipes to Celebrate Kwanzaa and Other Holidays by Eric Copage

George Washington Carver by Tonya Bolden

George Washington Carver: In His Own Words edited by Gary Kremer

God, Dr. Buzzard, and the Bolito Man: A Saltwater Geechee Talks About Life on Sapelo Island, Georgia by Cornelia Bailey

Gone Home: Race and Roots through Appalachia by Karida Brown

Ethno-Botany of the Black Americans by William Ed Grime

Gullah Cuisine: By Land and by Sea by Charlotte Jenkins and William Baldwin

Gullah Culture in America by Emory Shaw Campbell and Wilbur Cross

Gullah/Geechee: Africa’s Seeds in the Winds of the Diaspora-St. Helena’s Serenity by Queen Quet Marquetta Goodwine

High on the Hog: A Culinary Journey from Africa to America by Jessica Harris and Maya Angelou

Homecoming: The Story of African-American Farmers by Charlene Gilbert

Hoodoo Medicine: Gullah Herbal Remedies by Faith Mitchell

Jambalaya: The Natural Woman’s Book of Personal Charms and Practical Rituals by Luisah Teish

Just Medicine: A Cure for Racial Inequality in American Health Care by Dayna Bowen Matthew

Leaves of Green: A Handbook of Herbal Remedies by Maude E. Scott

Like a Weaving: References and Resources on Black Appalachians by Edward J. Cabbell

Listen to Me Good: The Story of an Alabama Midwife by Margaret Charles Smith and Linda Janet Holmes

Making Gullah: A History of Sapelo Islanders, Race, and the American Imagination by Melissa Cooper

Mandy’s Favorite Louisiana Recipes by Natalie V. Scott

Medical Apartheid: The Dark History of Medical Experimentation on Black Americans from Colonial Times to the Present by Harriet Washington

Mojo Workin’: The Old African American Hoodoo System by Katrina Hazzard-Donald

Motherwit: An Alabama Midwife’s Story by Onnie Lee Logan as told to Katherine Clark

My Bag Was Always Packed: The Life and Times of a Virginia Midwife by Claudine Curry Smith and Mildred Hopkins Baker Roberson

My Face Is Black Is True: Callie House and the Struggle for Ex-Slave Reparations by Mary Frances Berry

My Grandmother's Hands: Racialized Trauma and the Pathway to Mending Our Hearts and Bodies by Resmaa Menakem

On Her Own Ground: The Life and Times of Madam C.J. Walker by A'Lelia Bundles

Papa Jim’s Herbal Magic Workbook by Papa Jim

Places for the Spirit: Traditional African American Gardens by Vaughn Sills (Photographer), Hilton Als (Foreword), Lowry Pei (Introduction)

Post Traumatic Slave Syndrome by Dr. Joy DeGruy

Rooted in the Earth: Reclaiming the African American Environmental Heritage by Diane Glave

Rufus Estes’ Good Things to Eat: The First Cookbook by an African-American Chef by Rufus Estes

Secret Doctors: Ethnomedicine of African Americans by Wonda Fontenot

Sex, Sickness, and Slavery: Illness in the Antebellum South by Marli Weiner with Mayzie Hough

Slavery’s Exiles: The Story of the American Maroons by Sylviane Diouf

Soul Food: The Surprising Story of an American Cuisine, One Plate at a Time by Adrian Miller

Spirituality and the Black Helping Tradition in Social Work by Elmer P. Martin Jr. and Joanne Mitchell Martin

Sticks, Stones, Roots & Bones: Hoodoo, Mojo & Conjuring with Herbs by Stephanie Rose Bird

The African-American Heritage Cookbook: Traditional Recipes and Fond Remembrances from Alabama’s Renowned Tuskegee Institute by Carolyn Quick Tillery

The Black Family Reunion Cookbook (Recipes and Food Memories from the National Council of Negro Women) edited by Libby Clark

The Conjure Woman and Other Conjure Tales by Charles Chesnutt

The Home Place: Memoirs of a Colored Man’s Love Affair with Nature by J. Drew Lanham

The Jemima Code: Two Centuries of African American Cookbooks by Toni Tipton-Martin

The President’s Kitchen Cabinet: The Story of the African Americans Who Have Fed Our First Families, from the Washingtons to the Obamas by Adrian Miller

The Taste of Country Cooking: The 30th Anniversary Edition of a Great Classic Southern Cookbook by Edna Lewis

The Tuskegee Syphilis Study: An Insiders’ Account of the Shocking Medical Experiment Conducted by Government Doctors Against African American Men by Fred D. Gray

Trace: Memory, History, Race, and the American Landscape by Lauret E. Savoy

Vegan Soul Kitchen: Fresh, Healthy, and Creative African-American Cuisine by Bryant Terry

Vibration Cooking: Or, The Travel Notes of a Geechee Girl by Vertamae Smart-Grosvenor

Voodoo and Hoodoo: The Craft as Revealed by Traditional Practitioners by Jim Haskins

When Roots Die: Endangered Traditions on the Sea Islands by Patricia Jones-Jackson

Working Conjure: A Guide to Hoodoo Folk Magic by Hoodoo Sen Moise

Working the Roots: Over 400 Years of Traditional African American Healing by Michelle Lee

Wurkn Dem Rootz: Ancestral Hoodoo by Medicine Man

Zora Neale Hurston: Folklore, Memoirs, and Other Writings: Mules and Men, Tell My Horse, Dust Tracks on a Road, Selected Articles by Zora Neale Hurston

The Ways of Herbalism in the African World with Olatokunboh Obasi MSc, RH (webinar via The American Herbalists Guild)

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On January 14th 1872 Edinburgh’s world famous dog, Greyfriars Bobby died.

For many visitors to Edinburgh, a must-see is the statue of Greyfriar's Bobby on George IV Bridge and, although it's officially frowned upon, rubbing Bobby's nose for luck. The true story of Greyfriar's Bobby is so enchanting that even Walt Disney decided to make a movie about him.

Greyfriars Bobby was a Skye Terrier who became famous in the 19th century for his unwavering loyalty to his owner. In 1850 John Gray, his wife, Jess and their son John arrived in Edinburgh. John was a gardener but could not find employment in his new hometown, so he worked as a night watchman for the Edinburgh Police Force.

It was a lonely job, so to keep him company, he bought a wee Skye Terrier, who he called Bobby. Soon John and Bobby became inseparable through the long winter nights they maintained a watch over their charges.

Edinburgh's damp and murky weather eventually took its toll on John, who was diagnosed with tuberculosis. Despite treatment from the Police Surgeon, John died on 15th February 1858 and was buried in Greyfriar's Kirkyard.

Bobby, who had never been apart from John, refused to leave the cemetery and stayed by his owner's grave. Despite the efforts of the graveyard staff to evict Bobby, he always returned and eventually, they gave up and provided little Bobby with shelter beside John's Grave.

Word of Bobby's loyalty quickly spread, and he became a local sensation. It is said that crowds would gather outside the graveyard at one o'clock each day. When Edinburgh's famous one o'clock gun was fired, Bobby would leave the grave and join local joiner William Dow for a walk to a local coffee shop.

John and Bobby visited Traill’s Temperance Coffee House on their rounds, and Bobby was always given something to eat by the owner John  Traill. This tradition continued after John's passing, thanks to the generosity of the owner.

A new by-law was passed by the Edinburgh Council in 1867, making it mandatory that all dogs had a licence and a collar. The Lord Provost of Edinburgh, Sir William Chalmers, undertook to pay for Bobby's licence, and he received a collar with the inscription "Greyfriar's Bobby from the Lord Provost 1867 Licensed".

If you visit the Museum of Edinburgh on the Royal Mile, you can see Bobby's collar and drinking bowl. as seen in the pics, that I took in 2016/.

Bobby stayed by John's grave for 14 years until he passed in 1872. He was buried in the same cemetery, just a few feet away from his beloved owner.

Greyfriars Bobby's story is one of the most enduring tales of loyalty and devotion. It serves as a reminder of the special bond between humans and animals.

In 1981 a new headstone at Bobby's Grave was unveiled by the Duke of Gloucester. The inscription reads, "Greyfriars Bobby – Died 14 January 1872 – Aged 16 years – Let his loyalty and devotion be a lesson to us all".

The legend of Bobby touched the heart of Baroness Angelia Georgina Burdett-Coutts. She was the daughter of the banker Thomas Coutts (of Coutts Bank fame) and inherited £1.8 million on her grandfather's death, making her one of the wealthiest women in England.

Burdett-Coutts spent most of her wealth on philanthropic causes. She co-founded the Urania Cottage for "fallen young women" with Charles Dickens and became a social housing pioneer.

The Baroness got permission from Edinburgh Council to erect a statue of Bobby at the junction of Candlemakers Row and George IV Bridge, just outside Greyfriars Kirkyard. The artist William Brodie was commissioned to create the statue in 1872.

Since its unveiling, the statue of Bobby has become an important Edinburgh landmark.

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remember when carlos left to go find an old friend (and maybe a new one) to help defeat janet and we were convinced it was going to be kevin and charles (which would have worked GREAT with janet revealing that carlos spent 10 years in the dow in that same episode) and then it was a gay purple car boy and glow cloud jr