#mark hertz

[lookslikethatsallthetimewehave]

Well Hertz, you don’t have to worry about that anymore.

[thejohnfleming]

Cult creative performer/painter The Iceman turns children's book author...

Cult creative performer/painter The Iceman turns children’s book author…

Anthony Irvine – The Iceman – appears occasionally in this blog. I first auditioned his stage act – melting blocks of ice – in 1987. In a later incarnation – AIM – he added painting to his creative output. Some of his fine art can be bought from the Saatchi Art website. For example, a painting of his first ice block – Crazy Larry’s Painting – is currently on offer at a bargain price of…

[umseb]

What speaks for a Le Mans start?

Sebastian Vettel could compete in Le Mans with Porsche as early as 2024. The former Formula 1 world champion impressed in the first test. There are increasing signs of a racing comeback for the German. Porsche has postponed the planned announcement of the driver pairing of the third car for Le Mans.

Sebastian Vettel was abstinent for fifteen months. Apart from a few demonstration laps in a Williams FW14B at Silverstone and a Red Bull RB7 at the Nürburgring, the four-time world champion stayed away from the race track, but the thoroughbred racing driver regularly admitted that he misses racing. That's why his name was mentioned again and again when an attractive door opened-or seemed to open-in Formula 1, just like at Mercedes next year. The transfer of Lewis Hamilton to Ferrari frees up a cockpit at Mercedes, and of course Mercedes team boss Toto Wolff and Vettel were already in contact. The Heppenheimer also has his eye on the World Endurance Championship (WEC) with Porsche. On March 21st, Vettel took part in the roll-out test of the third Le Mans car in Weissach. The 36-year-old shared the cockpit with Porsche works driver Laurens Vanthoor. The Belgian drove two stints of twenty laps each, after which Vettel took over the Porsche hypercar for several runs between ten and fifteen laps.

Vettel fast straight away

According to information from our sister magazine, Motorsport aktuell, Vettel was on the same lap time level as Vanthoor after just fifteen laps. First conclusion: Vettel was immediately competitive at raw speed, and he also impressed with good feedback. The second stage of the test plan was then initiated: Vettel and five other works drivers will take part in a 36-hour test at the Spanish Motorland Aragón racetrack from March 25th to 27th, which was planned as preparation for Le Mans. The test is intended to evaluate how the 53-time GP winner copes with the 700 hp LMDh car in the dark. Vettel wants to use the test to find out whether the LMDh class cars will rekindle the fire in him. With a curb weight of 1,030 kilograms, the hybrid racers are significantly heavier than a Formula 1 car and have less power, but with hybrid technology and biofuel, they fit into the green world view of the man in the cockpit. The first impression behind the wheel of the Porsche 963 already left a clear mark on the thoroughbred racing driver from Heppenheim: "I'm looking forward to testing the Porsche and have already had the opportunity to get to know the car a little in Weissach. I've always had other racing series, and my curiosity for long distances encouraged me to just give it a try. Now I'm excited about the endurance run in Aragón and am looking forward to my time behind the wheel. It will definitely take some adjustment and some getting used to, but the whole team is very open and helps me with that. We'll see what happens next. At the moment there are no further plans for the future."

Porsche postpones driver announcement

After that, at the latest, a decision must be made as to whether Vettel will be included in Porsche's Le Mans squad. The Penske team will compete at Le Mans in 2024 with three cars: the two WEC cars plus an additional 963, which so far only has Mathieu Jaminet named. The original plan was for Jaminet to share the Porsche with Felipe Nasr and Nick Tandy. The trio should have been confirmed this week on Thursday, March 28, but that announcement was postponed. This suggests that there is a real chance that Vettel could still jump on the Le Mans bandwagon. The Heppenheimer is still keeping the ball low: "We'll see how things continue. At the moment there are no further plans for the future." Theoretically, it would be possible for Vettel to contest one of the two World Championship races in Imola or Spa, although not with the works cars, but with the two customer teams, Proton Competition or Jota Hertz Racing. Vettel would obviously like to drive a test race because this is the only way to optimally prepare for a race at Le Mans. As expected, there is no doubt about Vettel in terms of driving, but a test race would allow him to get a feel for the demanding traffic situation in endurance racing, where the fast hypercar top cars share the track with the much slower GT3 cars.

Further Porsche tests possible

Because of the great competition in the field, the sports prototypes are now the second most attractive racing series in the world. In Aragon, Vettel also gets to know the competition straight away. It's not just Porsche that is preparing for Le Mans. Alpine with Mick Schumacher has also registered on the Spanish route. If everything goes well, Vettel could complete a third test soon: Porsche will drive in Spa on April 5th and 6th, and there is also the possibility of another 36-hour test on April 10th and 11th at the French track Le Castellet, even if Porsche has not yet officially registered for the test. The decision on a Le Mans start must be made by mid-April at the latest. The Porsche board is said to be enthusiastic about the idea of ​​Vettel driving with Porsche at Le Mans as early as 2024.

Porsche against seven manufacturers

The Stuttgart team won the first race of the season in Qatar with the 963. The WEC is enjoying particular attention this year because eight manufacturers are represented: Porsche, Ferrari, Toyota, Peugeot, BMW, Cadillac, Alpine and Lamborghini. The 24 Hours of Le Mans is even more than usual one of the big motorsport highlights of the year. Another large car company, Aston Martin, is expected to join in 2025. There are persistent rumors about a McLaren entry. For Porsche, Vettel's testing is a prestigious experience. The example of Alonso at Toyota and Hülkenberg at Porsche shows what advertising value the deployment of a Formula 1 driver on foreign terrain can have. Thomas Laudenbach, Head of Porsche Motorsport, is pleased that the former champion is showing interest in Porsche's long-distance activities: "There was no question for us that we would be happy to support his request for a test opportunity and provide him with extensive preparation and sufficient time. We can certainly learn a lot from his valuable feedback. Our 36-hour endurance run with our factory drivers in Motorland Aragón offers a perfect environment for this."

[peachy-panic]

What are your top ten whumpy book recommendations?

Top 10, you say? How about a comprehensive list of every half decent whumpy book I've read in the last 3 years? (I tried to balance the order between my overall love for the book and the whumpiness level)

BLANKET TW FOR THESE BOOKS: noncon, abuse, domestic violence, med whump, lab whump religious trauma, institutionalized abuse

WHUMPY BOOK RECS

TOP 10

The Tarot Sequence - K.D. Edwards (series, ongoing)

Winter’s Orbit - Everina Maxwell

How To Bang A Billionaire - Alexis Hall (trilogy, complete)

The Darkness Outside Us - Eliot Schrefer (will rip your heart out)

All For The Game - Nora Sakavic (trilogy, complete)

Dark Room Etiquette - Robin Roe

HappyHead - Josh Silver (sequel in progress)

All That’s Left in the World - Erik J. Brown

The Gentleman’s Guide to Vice & Virtue - Mackenzi Lee

Stars in Your Eyes - Kacen Callender (releases in October 2023)

OTHER RECS:

- We Are The Ants - Shaun David Hutchinson

- Tonight We Rule the World - Zack Smedley

- The Lookback Window - Kyle Dillon Hertz (just finished!)

- Dark Space - Lisa Henry (trilogy, currently reading)

- First, Become Ashes - K.M. Sparza

- Parker - Jack Harbon

- A Strange and Stubborn Endurance - Foz Meadows

- Docile - K.M. Sparza (BBU vibes)

- Into the Light - Mark Oshiro

- Young Mungo - Douglas Stuart

- A List of Cages - Robin Roe (minor main character)

- Deposing Nathan - Zack Smedley (minor main character)

- How to Bite Your Neighbor and Win a Wager - D.N. Bryn

- Mysterious Skin - Scott Heim

- Surrender Your Sons - Adam Sass

- Yes, Daddy - Jonathan Parks-Ramage

- Not Quite Out - Louise Willingham

- Runner - Parker Williams

- Fraternity - Andy Mientus

- A Little Life - Hanya Yanagihara (honestly… maybe don't read this)

LADY WHUMP:

- They Never Learn - Layne Fargo

- The Girls I’ve Been - Tess Sharpe

- I’m The Girl - Courtney Summers

- Girls of Paper and Fire - Natasha Ngan

- We Set the Dark on Fire - Tehlor Kay Mejia (there’s a sequel)

[seat-safety-switch]

There’s a lot of things that you can expect while tidying up the house for a visit from the parole officer, but a human tooth is not one of them. Usually, it stays inside the human beings, and doesn’t come out except in extremely painful circumstances. Although it’s not quite as jarring as seeing, say, an aorta lying on my coffee table, I definitely didn’t appreciate the additional mystery added to my morning chores.

While I was trying to number-crunch the origin of this severed bicuspid, I heard the doorbell ring. Well, "ring" is a bit of a misnomer when it comes to my house. Because of complex reasons that once caused an electrician to run screaming from the home, the doorbell actually emits a sort of squelched hawk-like screeching sound, oscillating at sixty hertz exactly. Plus the button gets stuck, so if someone rings it when I'm not around, it will keep getting screechier and screechier until it dips out of the range of human hearing, setting off the neighbourhood's dogs on its way to starting a small (but controllable) wiring fire inside my walls. That fire usually burns itself out, but if it doesn't, the mice will probably piss on it out of a sense of self-preservation. Nature's firefighters, they call themselves.

Right. My parole officer. He was looking through the sidelight of the door, directly at me, and surely would have noticed me picking up and pocketing a human tooth. That would have produced some uncomfortable questions. So I did what comes naturally: lie. By sleight-of-hand moving around some ashtrays and a decorative vase, I was able to obscure the tooth in a dish full of hard candy that likely dated back to the Vietnam War. Now we were presentable, and I had bought myself some time to figure out what to do with this tooth.

Unfortunately, I forgot about the whole thing, and while my back was turned, Bob (my parole officer; that's not his real name, because I forgot it) grabbed a handful of Werthers old enough to collect retirement and then bit right into them. There was a sickening crunching noise, and then a look of complete horror as he pulled the mysterious tooth out from his mouth.

"Holy shit, Bob," I said. "We gotta go to the dentist right now. Let's take my car."

I'd like to tell you that my heroism and gallantry won the day, that my excellent driving skills convinced him that I was in fact not a menace to society. Hell, I'd like to pretend that he owed me a favour now, and would keep writing nice things about me and ignore the fact that my court-ordered ankle bracelet was lying in the box of parts on my workbench marked "lightning wizard scrap." Unfortunately, none of those things happened. And I never figured out where that tooth came from. It was pretty funny watching the dentist try to figure out where to cram it back in, though.

[odettecarotte]

Louise Glück, NYT

Louise Glück, photo by Charles S. Hertz

b. 1943

The Nobel-winning poet was pitiless to herself, yet fiercely generous toward her students.

By Amy X. Wang The New York Times

She stood barely five feet tall — slight, unassuming, you had to stoop low to kiss her cheek — but whenever Louise Glück stepped into a classroom, she shot a current through it. Students stiffened their spines, though what they feared was not wrath but her searing rigor: Even in her late 70s, after she won the Pulitzer and the National Humanities Medal and the Nobel, she always spoke to young writers with complete seriousness, as if they were her equals. “My first poem, she ripped apart,” says Sun Paik, who took Glück’s poetry class as a Stanford undergraduate. “She’s the first person whom I ever received such a brutal critique from.” Mark Doty, a National Book Award-winning poet who studied under Glück in the 1970s at Goddard College, felt that she “represented total authenticity and complete honesty.” This, he recalls, “pretty much scared me half to death.”

Spare, merciless, laser-precise: Glück’s signature style as a writer. It was there from an early age. Born in 1943 to a New York family of tactile pragmatists (her father helped invent the X-Acto knife), Glück, a preternaturally self-competitive child, was constantly trying to whittle away at her own perceived shortcomings. When she was a teenager, she developed anorexia — that pulverizing, paradoxical battle with both helplessness and self-control — and dropped to 75 pounds at 16. The disorder prevented her from completing a college degree. Many of the poems Glück wrote in her early 20s flog her own obsessions with, and failures in, control and exactitude. Her narrators are habitués of a kind of limitless wanting; her language, a study in ruthless austerity. (A piano-wire-taut line tucked in her 1968 debut, “Firstborn”: “Today my meatman turns his trained knife/On veal, your favorite. I pay with my life.”) In her late 20s, Glück grew frustrated with writing and was prepared to renounce it entirely.

So she took, in 1971, a teaching job at Goddard College. To her astonishment, being a teacher unwrapped the world — it bloomed anew with possibility. “The minute I started teaching — the minute I had obligations in the world — I started to write again,” Glück would confess in a 2014 interview. Working with young minds quickly became a sort of nourishment. “She was profoundly interested in people,” says Anita Sokolsky, a friend and colleague from Williams College, where Glück began teaching in 1984. “She had a vivid and unstinting interest in others’ lives that teaching helped focus for her. Teaching was very generative to her writing, but it was also a kind of counter to the intensity and isolation of her writing.”

Glück’s own poems became funnier and more colloquial, marrying the control she earlier perfected with a new, unexpected levity (in her 1996 poem “Parable of the Hostages”: “What if war/is just a male version of dressing up”), and it is her later books, like the lauded “The Wild Iris” from 1992, that made her a landmark literary figure. Teaching also coaxed out a new facet in Glück herself: that of a devoutly unselfish mentor, a tutor of unbridled kindness.

A less fastidious writer and thinker may have made their teaching duties rote — proffering uniformly encouraging feedback or reheating a syllabus year after year. Glück, though, threw herself into guiding pupils with the same care and intimacy she gave to her own verses. “There was just this voraciousness, this generosity,” says Sally Ball, who met Glück while studying with her at Williams and remained close with her for the three decades until her death. “Every time I moved, she put me in touch with people in that new place. She enjoyed bringing people to know each other and sharing the things she loved.” And as a teacher, Ball says, “Louise was really clear that you have to make yourself change. You can’t just keep doing the same things over and over again.” In that spirit of boundless self-advancement, Glück also taught herself to love cooking and eating. She once hand-annotated a Marcella Hazan recipe and mailed it to Ball, with sprawling commentary on how best to prepare rosemary. “She’s very beautiful and elegant, right,” Ball says, but “we’d go to Chez Panisse and sit down and she eats with gusto. It’s messy, she’s mopping her hands around on the plate.”

Paik recalls spending hours each week decoding Glück’s dense, cursive comments on her work. “I was 19 or 20,” she says, “writing these scrappy, honestly pretty bad poems, and to have them be received with such care and detail — it pushed me to become a better writer because it set a standard of respect.”

“She was 78, and whenever she talked about poetry, it felt like the first time she’d encountered poetry,” says Shangyang Fang, who met Glück when he was at Stanford on a writing fellowship. Glück offered to edit his first poetry collection, and the pair became close friends. “She would talk about a single word in my poem for 10 minutes with me,” Fang says. Evenings would go late. They cooked for each other sometimes, spending hours talking vegetables and spices, poetry and idle gossip. “By the end, I couldn’t thank her enough, and she said: ‘Stop thanking me! I am a predator, feeding on your brain!’”

[skippyv20]

So, Gloria-was it worth paying the ILBW?

Hi Skippy & Friends-Pilgrim here refusing to read one more thing about the Harkle’s filming on the cheap in Manhattan. What TRIGGERED me was when the TV news began showing the grisly horrible, deadly crash images from a tunnel in Paris where a beloved icon lost her life. For these 3 sleazy grifters to think it is a smart move to attach their gaslighting to that historic, tragic loss, just shows how downright twisted & sick they are. I immediately turned off the TV and found something better to do. Millions and millions, worldwide, mourned for days the loss of the Princess Diana, Queen of Hearts. How dare they!!!

This really shows how corrupt the Ragland mother/daughter team is. In the photos of them entering the catering hall via the Hertz office, I just knew that Doria was there for a reason.  Just like she was there in the upper box at the stadium during the closing ceremony at the Invictus games, drugged a royal prince aka “the mark”, whispering in his ear that he was going to be the father of her grandchild…however she phrased it…guilt tripping him into a $hotgun wedding to her darling daughter. She is a real thug, in my opinion, and fearless! She snickered at the camera during their wedding, licking her lips! Stood on the steps of the cathedral, next to the queen and Prince Charles, watching the plan play out! She didn’t hang around for long either, high tailing it out of the country.

In the end, is this the result Gloria was hoping for? Did she actually think she could USE the Harkle’s for her own gain? I can’t find one article reporting on how many paid to attend this awards ceremony, what famous people attended, other photos of the red-carpet arrivals, what was discussed, what this foundation is all about, not to mention the other awardees!!!

NO, instead, the Harkle’s STOLE the whole platform, starting with the camera whore’s arrival, barely dressed in slave heels and a slinky dress, blabbing on about HER worthiness for women worldwide, while showing off her high paid call-girl moves, holding hands with the latest rich guy getting her into the limo. Yep, give that gal an award for all her hard work! Gloria-you and the Women’s Foundation were Markled!!!Over and out for now.

Thank you!  Perfectly said!❤️

[justforbooks]

On the American football field, OJ Simpson ran around, past and through defenders with almost unmatched success. “The Juice” had legendary status, as both a collegian and a pro.

Undeniably handsome and charismatic, he appeared in films and on TV, and was known in the US for a Hertz television commercial in which he sprinted through an airport, hurdling all obstacles.

But the most enduring memory of Simpson, who has died aged 76 of cancer, will be a race he did not win, the slow-motion chase on 17 June 1994 during which he was a passenger in a white Ford Bronco, armed with a gun and threatening to kill himself, followed through empty Los Angeles freeways by a small fleet of police cars and swarming television helicopters broadcasting live to the world.

Simpson had agreed to surrender to authorities and be charged with the murder of his ex-wife, Nicole Brown Simpson, and her friend Ronald Goldman, who had been found stabbed to death five days earlier outside her home in LA. Instead, he ran. The huge audience drawn by the Bronco chase would soon be dwarfed by the worldwide attention given to the trial. Coinciding with the rise of the 24-hour news cycle and specialist television channels such as Court-TV, it became a three-ring circus for electronic tabloid celebrity journalism.

The ringmaster was Judge Lance Ito, preening for the cameras, starstruck and deferential to Simpson’s “dream team” of big-name lawyers. They included national figures such as Melvin Belli, Alan Dershowitz and Robert Shapiro, but the dominant presence was the flamboyant local lawyer Johnnie Cochran, who had built his reputation filing suits against the Los Angeles police department.

Just as important may have been Simpson’s friend and former personal lawyer Robert Kardashian. After the murders, Simpson stayed at Kardashian’s house; when police arrived, Kardashian carried away a garment bag and some have speculated that it contained evidence of Simpson’s guilt. By returning to practise law as part of Simpson’s defence team, Kardashian was shielded against having to testify as to the contents of the luggage.

The trial lasted more than eight months, with Simpson’s team burying the prosecutors Marcia Clark and Chris Darden under a landslide of discovery (supplying and requesting vast quantities of material) and challenges to every piece of evidence.

Even Simpson’s cell-phone conversations during the Bronco chase, heard around the world, were ruled inadmissible. Clark’s decision to focus on Simpson’s 1989 charge of domestic abuse against his former wife backfired when the trial turned on the testimony of an LAPD detective, Mark Fuhrman, whose reliability was called into question when he was found to have lied about having used the N-word. This allowed the defence to recast the trial as a referendum on racism, positing that Simpson had been framed because he was black.

The climax came when Simpson tried on a glove, found at the crime scene, that was a key piece of evidence. Ignoring that it had been blood-soaked and repeatedly frozen and thawed, Cochrane seized upon Simpson’s inability to squeeze his hand into the glove. Incanting “If it does not fit, you must acquit”, he had found the visual metaphor to proclaim his client’s innocence. The jury took less than four hours to find Simpson not guilty, although Ito postponed the announcement until the next day to get maximum television exposure.

It seemed that all of the US, and much of the world, watched the verdict. Reaction was divided on racial lines: even sympathetic white people were convinced of his guilt, black people were sure he had been framed. Simpson announced publicly he would not rest until the “real killer” was brought to justice.

Within a year, Kardashian was publicly voicing his “doubt” about his friend’s innocence, while the Goldman and Brown families filed a wrongful death suit in civil court. With new evidence, and a lesser burden of proof than in criminal trials, Simpson was found guilty, and ordered to pay $33.5m in damages.

Born Orenthal James in San Francisco, he developed rickets and wore leg braces until he was five years old, by which point his parents, Eunice (nee Durden), a hospital administrator, and Jimmy (James) Lee Simpson, a janitor and cook, had divorced. He was raised by his mother in the Potrero Hill projects, where he ran with a gang called the Persian Warriors. His father left the family when OJ was four. It was not until later in his childhood, when he went to visit Jimmy unannounced, that he discovered his father was gay. Jimmy performed as a drag queen in San Francisco and died in 1989.

OJ turned to sports at Galileo high school, becoming a star of football and track. By the time he had played his second year of football at San Francisco City College he was being hotly pursued by major universities keen on his talent as a running back. He chose the University of Southern California in Los Angeles.

His rickets had left him bow-legged, which helped him make quick cuts (sudden changes of direction), and accelerate out of them. At 6ft 2in and 15st 2lb (96kg), he was powerful enough to knock tacklers over, and with a speed of 9.4sec over 100 yards, fast enough to outrun them. Indeed, soon after entering USC, he was part of a 4 x 110-yard relay team that set a world record of 38.6 seconds, which still stands, as the 440-yard distance was soon afterwards discontinued.

That autumn on the gridiron, he led the nation in rushing (running rather than passing or kicking), the highlight being a late 64-yard touchdown run to help USC defeat its arch-rival UCLA. In 1968, he won the Heisman trophy, awarded to the top college player, by the largest ever margin.

He was picked first in the NFL draft, by the lowly Buffalo Bills, but his transition to pro football was not smooth. The coach, John Rauch, believed in a downfield passing game, which did not suit Simpson. But when Lou Saban took over as coach in 1972, Simpson became the focus of the Bills’ offence. Saban believed in power running, and built a powerful young line to clear Simpson’s way. They became known as “the Electric Company”, because they “turned on the Juice”.

In 1973, Simpson became the first player to rush for more than 2,000 yards in a season, as the Bills made the playoffs. He was a first-team all-league pick (best in the league) every year between 1972 and 1976, but seven games into the 1977 season he suffered a severe knee injury. In the off-season, Buffalo sent him home, trading him to the 49ers. Simpson played two seasons in San Francisco, but after the knee surgery he was a shadow of his former self. He retired after the 1979 season, and returned to acting.

While still at USC Simpson had appeared in uncredited bit parts in TV series such as Dragnet, Ironside and It Takes a Thief; he received his first credit in 1969 on Medical Center. In 1974 he appeared in his first films, The Klansman and the disaster epic The Towering Inferno.

He had a profitable sideline in endorsements, and his series of Hertz car-rental ads ran from 1975. His career peaked in 1977, with a role in the first episode of the hit TV miniseries Roots, and a decent part in Capricorn One, a film about the faking of a landing on Mars. But his next film was ill-chosen – Michael Winner’s thriller Firepower (1979) was a bomb – and for the next few years most of his film work was done for his own production company.

In 1983 he joined the commentary team for ABC’s Monday Night Football, the highest profile sports programme in the US. Though he lasted for only three seasons, he moved on to a starring role in an early HBO comedy series, 1st and Ten, set in the world of pro football, which ran from 1986 until 1990. This tapping of comedy beneath his image led to his being cast as the incongruously named detective Nordberg in The Naked Gun (1988).

In that movie and two sequels, Simpson played the dull-witted slapstick foil to Leslie Nielsen, the butt of countless jokes playing on racial stereotypes and his sports celebrity.

At the time of the murders, Simpson had starred in the pilot film for a TV series, Frogmen, about an A-Team-like group of Navy Seals. Because of knife combat shown in the film, it was confiscated by the LAPD as evidence and has never been seen. His endorsement work dried up immediately, and, in the wake of the civil decision against him, he moved to Florida, where more of his assets, including his football pension, could be protected.

He did not participate in the 1995 TV movie The OJ Simpson Story, which starred Bobby Hosea, but more than 20 years later, two shows about the trial drew large audiences, showing the public fascination with the case: The People v OJ Simpson, a dramatisation starring Cuba Gooding Jr, and OJ: Made in America, a true crime documentary series.

In 2001 his house in Miami was raided by the FBI, searching for evidence of drug running and money laundering. Five years later it was announced that a book by Simpson, to be titled If I Did It, was to be published, with an accompanying special on Fox TV.

The book and programme were soon cancelled and, after lawsuits, a Florida bankruptcy court awarded the rights to the book to the Goldman family, who published it in 2007 with the “If” of the title in extremely small print, and added the subtitle Confessions of the Killer.

Simpson maintained some income from selling his autograph at sports memorabilia shows, although he had been legally stopped from copyrighting his name or nicknames for commercial benefit.

In September 2007 he and a group of friends burst into a hotel room in Las Vegas and retrieved from two dealers in sports memorabilia items that Simpson alleged had been stolen from him. He was arrested and charged with armed robbery and kidnapping. The following year he was found guilty, and sentenced to nine to 33 years in prison, one for each million dollars he owed the Brown and Goldman families. Amid reports of his failing health, Simpson was released on parole in 2017.

In 1967 Simpson had married Marguerite Whitley. They had two daughters, Arnelle and Aaren, and a son, Jason. Aaren drowned in the family swimming pool in 1979, the same year that the couple divorced. In 1985 he married Nicole Brown. They had a daughter, Sydney, and son, Justin, and divorced in 1992.

He is survived by his children and three grandchildren.

🔔 Orenthal James Simpson, footballer, actor and convicted criminal, born 9 July 1947; died 10 April 2024

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[asexualgilliontidestrider]

hihello rotating villain ashe its such a fun concept to play with. do you have any info about your ideas that i can Consume Completely im looking so hard

RRRRAAGAGHHHHHH HIIIIIIIIIII HI HI HELLO.. ok ok so . most of my headcanons for this au surround william wight because he is just so fucking full of character already but villain ashe. yeag. ok. he really turned into more of an OC than anything because im insane and also we never saw villain ashe in the what-if </3

ok ok oko k ok. villain!ashe is definitely sooo much closer to his dad in this au than he is in PD, just by virtue of solidarity. mark probably hates the idea that ashe wants to be a villain like him, but ashe pretty much acts as a minor villain on her own so like. might as well supervise him right?

ashe still kills his mom in this au with the book he has, but after that incident, however, she completely stops using it except for in emergencies (if someone needs quick healing or if he needs to be able to do something he cant normally do to help). william meets ashe because hes trying to steal ashe's book for mal, since mal knows what kind of power it holds. they get into a scuffle over it but dakota and william (and vyncent too, but only because he has to) end up teaming up to beat the hero that ashe and wavelength are dealing with the agreement that theyll deal with this after.

ashe, despite not using the book often, still doesnt want to give it up. he knows how useful it is in a pinch and even though he fears the day where he fucks up and hurts someone he loves again, hes not willing to part with it.

they end up teaming up because william bargains with ashe that hey, ashe could keep his book if he just goes to the spirit world with them and lets mal read it every so often before giving it back (or whatever. he doesnt even really know if mal will give the damn thing back but he doesnt really care)

ashe would probably name herself either some cringey villain sidekick thing similar to wavelength like idk. hertz. or echo or rewind or something idfk. OR. something edgy and over the top for a literal 17 year old sidekick of a pretty well known villain like uhhh. Plague or Black Thunder or Surge or Incognito or something. yeag. she is in my brain.

also just a little additional headcanon: people on the internet hate her! this boygirl can doxx you from one picture taken of you at your school prom in 2002 that got posted to facebook and will send death threats to your home address!

[omegaremix]

Omega Radio for February 26, 2023; #345.

Enablers: “Year Of The Dog”

Sun Voyager: “God Is Dead”

Haunted Horses: “Cold Medicine”

Kal Marks: “Everybody Hertz”

Ladder Devils: “Get OK”

Multicult: “Countdown”

Porcelain: “Resume Restart”

Rong: “Gray Pull”

Wipes: “Always”

Borzoi: “Passing”

Deaf Club: “Ride With Cops, Shoot With Robbers”

Penance Stare: “Seven Vials”

Cocaine Piss: “Lalala Fuck Me”

Chat Pile: “Pamela”

Pink Frost: “Until The Summer Comes”

USA Nails: “Horror Show”

VV Torso: “Body / Corset”

Servo: “III”

Oozing Wound: “Minus Tree”

Pollute: “Stoned Rider”

Child Bite: “Erect For Dystopia”

Cloud Rat: “Inner Controller (Lucid Running Home)”

Felon Class: “Cruel Moment / Birthday”

Off!: “Kill To Be Heard”

All noise rock.

[lookslikethatsallthetimewehave]

Random underrated character, GO

UUUUUUHHHH this little gremlin piece of shit XD

Pirate Penguins!

Pilot Penguin

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that boy

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the kids that kicked Binary Bard in the nuts and bolts

[almanci]

Wilhelm Hertz, Der Werwolf - Beitrag zur Sagengeschichte (1862)

Above we saw that calling out the christian name had a disenchanting effect; so too in this Hessian tale: A farmer's wife always presents him with meat for dinner, for a long time not saying where she was getting it from. Finally, she promised to show him under the condition that he wouldn't say her name. Together they went to a field with grazing sheep; there the woman threw a ring over herself and instantly turned into a wolf, attacked the herd and ran off with a sheep. The man stood frozen, but as he saw the shepherd and his dogs run after the werewolf and realise the danger his wife was in, he forgot his promise and called out: "Ach, Margareit!" and the wolf disappeared, in its place was the naked woman in the field.

The werewolf is also often disenchanted by mere recognition without explicit naming: A farmer encountered an old female wolf in a field. She constantly jumped at his horse to bite its neck. Her voice seemed so familiar to the farmer that he called out: "Büst Du dat, myne olle Möem odder bist Du dat nich? [Is that you, my old Ma or is it not?]" such that his own aged mother stood before him in the flesh and could not move a limb. The farmer hoisted her into his wagon and brought her home, where she died soon after. [...]

Furthermore, the werewolf is enchanted by throwing iron or steel over it. In Westphalia they call this "den Wolf, die Hexe blank maken"; during this, the werewolf's pelt explodes away from a cross-shaped mark on his forehead, and the naked human comes out of this opening. A wealthy woman close to Wolfshagen used to leave her house every night and roam the fields as a werewolf. One time the shepherd threw his pocket knife over her head and shoulders and she stood naked before him. Once upon a time, when a farmer was riding in his wagon at night, he bumped into a werewolf; immediately he bound his fire striker to his whip and threw it over the wolf's head. The latter however caught the whip, and now the farmer had to save himself by fleeing. - Whoever saves himself into a field of rye has nothing to fear from werewolves.

A werewolf can be bound, if you stick a rapier into the ground in a way where its tip points towards the werewolf; it has to stand until the hour of his transformation, when he turns back human. It can also be caught by easter wood [...]

[are-they-z]

Supporters of #NoHostageLeftBehind Open Letter to Joe Biden - Part 2/2

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[elenasadventures]

Cathédrale Notre-Dame de Chartres & Amboise

(Entry by Elena)

We were a bit nervous leaving Paris as it marked the start of the road trip portion of our time in France. We headed over to Hertz to pick up our hire car which I’m not allowed to drive because I’m too young (won’t be able to say that for much longer). So James and Lachlan are our designated drivers for the trip. I usually love driving but with all the added pressures of European roads I’m not envious of the boys’ job. Luckily we made it out of Paris in one piece and marveled at the French countryside flying past our windows as we left the big city.

(Entry by Lachlan)

After getting used to driving on the other side of the road, we made our way South. On our way to Amboise we decided to go through a small town called Chartres and go to their Notre Dame cathedral. It was the quintessential gothic cathedral - tall spires, glorious stained glass windows, intricate inlay and carvings, tall ceilings and gilded chapels. The stained glass windows were particularly beautiful - apparently these panels are the most complete and well preserved examples of medieval stained glass windows in France. We had some delicious croque monsieurs at a bistro outside the cathedral before heading off again.

Arriving in Amboise made it clear it was the perfect change of speed from Paris - a cute little medieval-esque town nestled between the river and a castle on the rocky hills that overlook it. We spent our first afternoon there walking through winding cobbled streets with cute shops and cafes in old and peaked-roof buildings. Our apartment was a bit small and cramped, but it was balanced out by having two absolutely peak restaurants literally right outside - one Lebanese and the other a French-Middle Eastern fusion. We stayed two nights, just enough time to try both.

(Entry by Elena)

I also have to jump in here and mention the adorable little cat that lived at the restaurant right outside our front door. He was so sweet and we were immediate friends. I miss my Nala!!!!

[konvoluted]

“It's like a cigarette in the mouth,

Or a handshake in the doorway…” ( x )

Part I: Chase

"It was like a ticker-tape parade, when the plastique on the safe was blown away"

Early Morning From Tokyo (Short) - Shiro Sagisu // 2. The Perfect Crime #2 - The Decemberists // 3. Song for Dan Treacy - MGMT // 4. Rush - SEATBELTS // 5. Traveling With Charley - The Cardigans

Part 2: Capture

"Just tell me how you wanna play it. I don't want you to apologize. Just say it, say it, say it."

6. Cop Car - Mitski // 7. Be Good - Pom Pom Squad // 8. Désolé (feat. Fatoumata Diawara) - Gorillaz // 9. Metro -System of a Down // 10. Say It - SASAMI // 11. Specialist - Interpol

Part 3: Release

"Let's stop and play a game. You guess which way is back, and I'll guess when we're leaving."

12. Be Sweet - Japanese Breakfast // 13. Hertz - Amyl and the Sniffers // 14. Tie Me Up with Jackets - Fight Like Apes // 15. On Top - The Killers // 16. Forks and Knives (La Fête) // 17. Riotriot- Tune-Yards // 18. Passenger - Interpol // 19. Blue Diamonds -The Long Winters // 20. 80's Comedown Machine // 21. Mark On You - The Mountain Goats // 22. The Wrong Side - The Joy Formidable