The New York Times needed info. Then they needed a scapegoat.

Driven insane by unjust captivity, I have unexpectedly emerged to exact revenge against the wicked and mediocre

In search of the elusive press apology

Barrett Brown

I suppose you remember me from 2011?

I was with Anonymous, and you came to me for info on OpCartel.

Then you ran an article stating the kidnapping as fact, which, as is now better established, it actually was.

At the time, I wrote to you, regarding the question of whether such a thing should be reported as fact, “Obviously if I were functioning as a journalist, that wouldn’t be sufficient.”

Barrett Brown
Later you expressed regret on Twitter that you’d reported it as fact.

Barrett Brown
A few days after that you wrote another article with Ravi in which you note that there’s been contradictory information about all this, etc, and it’s all quite a mystery, though you never get around to stating that you yourself reported it as fact, and did so after talking to some of the same people I did, whom I’d directed you to.

Barrett Brown
Then, based on ideas you note to have seen on Twitter, you claim me to be the “self-appointed Anonymous spokesman”, which is not actually a fact, as I’d noted for months and months, in magazine articles and TV interviews, etc; and suggest that my “book contract to write about Anonymous” is relevant to my attempt to do something with whatever materials I could get from the Mexican Anons.

Barrett Brown
Technically I did have that contract, but it was to serve as co-writer on a book about Gregg Housh, the guy who originally asked me to help deal with the press, and his own life and history with Anonymous, as could have been determined rather easily from the book announcements and articles from other reporters who actually did manage to determine that. And that might well have made it clear that I obviously had little to gain in that instance from things I did myself.

Also, this passage: “Why, some might wonder, would Mr. Brown, presumably a real person using his a real name, go public with this information, given the risk?” … seems to imply that you’re not entirely certain that I’m a real person with a real name, even though I was, at that time, a journalist who’d written for a large number of publications, in addition to the work I was doing for free, like trying to get NYT to pay closer attention to Palantir and Archimedes and other firms I’d been researching which later went on to undermine the 2016 election.

Anyway, I went to prison, got out, and found that Adrian Chen was somehow now writing about these same subjects.

Barrett Brown

Despite this:

[Link to 2014 piece on Adrian Chen showing his attempts to buy stolen emails from hackers, whom he’d later criticize without noting this]

Barrett Brown

Anyway, I hope you’ll try to be more careful in the future. Also if there’s someone at The New York Times who might be interested in a heads-up, I’ve found several demonstrable errors in his work — aside the half-dozen articles he wrote about me, some of which he admitted not to believe in a recording I’ve made public — and I’m in talks with The New Yorker today to give them a chance to do an internal review of his work for them, since I’m writing at length about it in my upcoming book from FSG.

Also: [Excerpt from the convo we had when he approached *
me for info in 2011]

5:37 PM [redacted]: Ha — I can understand your frustration, but the NYT’s news sense and yours will not always align.
me: That’s true.

Barrett Brown

That’s for fucking well sure, isn’t it?

[No reply…]

October 2011 — The Original Exchange

  1. [redacted]: Hey , hope you’re well.
  2. me: indeed
  3. [redacted]: Just wondering if this Mexico thing today is bullshit. Have you heard anything?
  4. me: it’s not at all bullshit
  5. 5:19 PM [redacted]: I mean the rumour that a woman has been released by the Zetas.
  6. me: I don’t know about it being a woman, necessarily, but the release did apparently occur, but not in response to the op; the person was not known by the Zetas to be the Anon
  7. 5:20 PM This person can tell you more
  8. [e-mail redacted]
  9. I’m not sure what other details I can give out at this point
  10. [redacted]: Who is that person?
  11. The email address, I mean
  12. 5:21 PM me: a Mexican Anon whom I’ve been working with on this
  13. [description redacted]
  14. 5:22 PM [redacted]: Can you tell me, off the record, any details about the person who was taken? I’m not going to publish even the hint of a detail, as I don’t want to endanger a life. But it would help in researching.
  15. me: and perhaps more as other informants come to me as a result of the media coverage
  16. I cannot, you’ll have to ask this Mexican Anon
  17. 5:23 PM [redacted]: What evidence have you seen that the kidnap really happened?
  18. 5:24 PM me: None, nor would I have expected to as we have no intention of providing a chance that the person could be identified
  19. however, this other person might be able to tell you more.
  20. [redacted]: But if the person couldn’t be identified, how could the Zetas respond to the threat?
  21. 5:25 PM me: These Anons assumed that the Zetas knew who it was
  22. But obviously they had no way of knowing the exact situation
  23. 5:27 PM [redacted]: So, just to clarify: an Anon was taken by the Zetas. The video was released, then the Anon was released, but because the Anon was never identified it is not clear if it is linked to the op.
  24. me: That’s basically it, yes. But you really should check with [redacted]
  25. 5:28 PM [redacted]: I definitely will, thanks for the email address.
  26. me: no problem
  27. [redacted]: I’m going to ask a stupid question.
  28. If no one has any evidence a person was kidnapped, how do you know a person was kidnapped?
  29. 5:29 PM me: I’m relying on the account of someone I’ve known and worked with in the past and whom I believe to be telling the truth based on the nature of her responses as well as other details I can’t go into due to the present situation
  30. 5:30 PM Obviously if I were functioning as a journalist, that wouldn’t be sufficient. But in this case…
  31. 5:31 PM We already have journalists looking too fucking closely into who the person is, including a review of Mexican records, and as such we’re very reluctant to assist them in finding out more.
  32. [redacted]: But a responsible journalist won’t run the name.
  33. So what difference does it make?
  34. 5:32 PM me: If you take a few minutes to think about the process by which such a name would come up and the nature of the situation in Mexico, and concede that mistakes occur in journalism, you can probably guess.
  35. [redacted]: True.
  36. 5:33 PM me: Again, this would be of greater concern to me if the U.S. media bothered to pay attention to those larger issues on which I have already produced evidence.
  37. As it is, we don’t really need the trust of the media insomuch as that most of our operations are fait accompli when reported
  38. 5:34 PM So, we are confronted with the decision between risking someone’s life and proving that a person exists to reporters with whom we already have an ambivalent relationship
  39. [redacted]: I can see your argument.
  40. 5:35 PM But if you take me, for example, I don’t think I’ve ever done anything that might make you think I’m not trustworthy with sensitive information.
  41. me: At any rate, even I have few details on this, so even if I wanted to — and of course I’d be happy to have this confirmed rather than have my outlets deem me untrustworthy — there’s nothing I could do.
  42. 5:36 PM No, you’re the exact opposite.
  43. The Times can be trusted to withhold even information that is of public concern.
  44. 5:37 PM [redacted]: Ha — I can understand your frustration, but the NYT’s news sense and yours will not always align.
  45. me: That’s true.
  46. [redacted]: But sometimes it will, obviously.
  47. 5:38 PM me: But again, I have few details to provide anyway, so I don’t want to waste your time on that particular issue.
  48. 5:39 PM [redacted]: Fair enough. Any details whatsoever — however minor — would be appreciated if you are so minded.
  49. me: Nothing more I can say about the kidnapping victim. I suggest you talk to [redacted] about it.

[Note: Despite consistent explanations to the Times and other outlets that no one was in a position to confirm the kidnappings, they were reported as fact by the paper — a decision the reporter later expressed regret for on his Twitter account, thereby helping to spawn a narrative to the effect that the original claims were now somehow under dispute. They were later claimed to be a hoax by at least one outlet, Gawker. Months later, Anonymous Veracruz participants would reveal to the Mexican press why they were initially reluctant to provide identifying details about the kidnap victim, who had spoken via webcam with several prominent activists after being released — that he had been involved in selling marijuana and his kidnapping stemmed from a dispute with a “minor” Zeta operative]

Design Strategy

As the first step before the redesigning process, you should define and clarify your design strategy. In other words, transposing your business goals and strategies in the digital environment.

How do we wish to attain our business goals in the digital environment? We intend to achieve our business goals in the off-line environment and on-line activities serve only as supporting activities? Or are we going to achieve the business objective in the on-line environment through opening a new sales channel? What are the strategic plans for our business development for the coming three to five years and how well are we prepared to achieve them in the on-line environment? These are questions that require precise answers, as these will largely define the requirements for functional and visual elements of any redesign. Correctly set goals and ways to their achievement translate in efficiently spent expenses and also a certainty that the redesign will support long-term business goals. This might look complicated at first sight; however, it pays to spend some time and effort on the process of defining the design strategy. Logically, a firm that is unable to define clearly its long-term business goals is also unable to perform efficiently activities focused on their attainment.

Takeaway: Business objectives and the company’s long-term development strategy in the on-line environment = design strategy

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The New York Yankees are MLB’s Best Team.

On Paper…

Kevin Harber

The New York Yankees have upgraded a roster that won 100 games and the AL Wild Card in 2018. The team fell short of their goal last season of winning a World Series, but are poised to be even better in 2019. New York re-signed JA Happ for a full season, brought back veteran leader CC Sabathia and traded for Seattle ace James Paxton. They’ll join All Star Luis Severino (4 year/$40 million extension) and Masahiro Tanaka in the Yankees best starting rotation since 2009. The bullpen will get a full season of Zack Britton, who resigned with the Bombers, and welcomes free agent pickup and MLB holds leader Adam Ottavino, to one of the best relief corps in the game.. along with All Star closer Aroldis Chapman, Dellin Betances, Chad Green, Tommy Kahnle, and Jonathon Holder.
On the offensive side of the ball, the Bombers added former All Star Shortstop Troy Tulowitzki and infielder DJ LeMahieu, to a team that already features Rookie of the Year Runner-Up Miguel Andujar, Gleyber Torres, Greg Bird and Luke Voight. The Yanks will have to find a way to make up for Didi Gregorius injury which is expected to keep him out until mid-July. Gary Sanchez is expected to bounce back after a tough 2018, and Austin Romine remains one of the best back up catchers in the game.
Brett Gardner was resigned this offseason, and join an outfield featuring All Star Aaron Judge, Giancarlo Stanton, Aaron Hicks (7year $70 million dollar extension), and Clint Frazier. Jacoby Ellsbury will start camp on the disabled list (as usual), leading many to conclude he’ll be dealt soon (or melted down for scrap parts). 
Fans were split on whether the Yankees should have spent money to add premiere free agents Bryce Harper (who’s lefty swing is taylor-made for the Bronx) or Shortstop Manny Machado (who doesn’t hustle). While Harper’s left handed bat would have balanced the right-handed heavy lineup, Machado made more sense, as the Yankees not only are looking to plug the hole at short brought on by Didi’s injury. The Yanks are now discussing an extension with Didi. 
New York’s rotation is also expected to get Lefty Jordan Montgomery back around the All-Star back, the same time frame Sir Didi is on. While the Yankees are always players around the trade deadline, these two “pickups” could be just the thing they need in what is expected to be a very competitive AL East.
While the Red Sox have won the division the past two seasons, and are the defending World Series Champions, the Yankees might be the better team in 2019, on paper… Of course, that’s why they play the games.

The Fire and the Dragon

Once upon a time there was a fire and a dragon. The dragon wanted the fire. But the fire wanted its own space. This upset the dragon, who needed the fire to breath fire. He spent the whole day thinking about it. “You know what?” he grunted to himself eventually, “It seems like all the other dragons get to breathe fire, why not me?” He found some conviction lotion laying nearby, lathered himself in confidence, and went out to find the fire. The fire, who had wanted its own space from the dragon, had gone far, far away to get away from the dragon. It did not want to help the dragon breath fire. It did not want to give the dragon what he thought he wanted. But the dragon was a dragon so he gathered his vagina together, molded it back into the shape of a penis and left the cave.

It was very late into the night, and the dragon’s journey by foot was a long one, full of many perilous dangers, frightening creatures, and other emotionally challenging obstacles. So instead of dealing with all that, the dragon took his 2007 Chrysler Sebring on a far shorter path down I-95. But after a short while the dragon realized he did not know which exit to take, so he pulled off onto a local road to see if anyone there knew where the fire might be. He found himself on Cinnamon Creole Lane, and noticed a pedestrian Ayahuasca chief walking nearby. Pulling up, he rolled down the window and spoke to the chief regarding his quest for the fire.* When he had finished speaking, the chief looked back at him with deeply solemn eyes. The chief bent down, and said softly, “Listen, my child. You can find the fire in the town ahead. Get back on the highway heading north and take the second exit onto Plymouth.”

The dragon thanked the Ayahuasca chief and drove back on the interstate. Driving along, the dragon thought to himself about the fire, and how hot it would be once he got it. “I can’t wait to eat the fire and breathe it for myself,” thought the dragon. He got to his exit and followed Plymouth Road, just as the chief told him to. It was a dark and shabby street, with many inns and bars and musical clubs.

As he continued on, he noticed a small ember smoking a cigarette outside a blues jazz pub. Slowing down, he stared out at the ember, and the ember’s gaze drew back his eyes as he pulled over without signaling. A pickup truck blared its horn past as he got out and approached the ember. “Hey,” he said. “Hey,” it said back. “Mind if I buy a cig off you?” asked the dragon. The ember replied, “Sure, here,” and handed him one, “Don’t worry about it. It’s on me,” it smiled. “Thanks,” said the dragon, smiling back. He lit up the cigarette, took a couple puffs, and returned to his car. He started it up and continued down the road. “That ember was nice, but it wasn’t even close to looking like my fire,” he briefly thought to himself.

Further down the street, the dragon noticed a humming orange glow. “Hmm,” hummed the dragon as he drove towards the light. The light became brighter and oranger the closer the dragon got, but when he finally reached it he saw that it was simply the sun rising from the east. “Wow,” the dragon thought, as he beheld the beautiful sight, “It looks as if it’s God raising a toast to all of creation.”

With grand thoughts of love and life and moral consequence, the dragon stared deeply at the rising sun as it singed his retinas to flex and paint piercing black and purple blots against the pane of his point of view. “Fucking ow, goddamn!” he exclaimed, squinting away. “That shit sure is bright, and I bet it’s really hot. It would be the perfect fire for me, but it’s so far away,” he lamented softly. “I wish I was a spacedragon. If I was a spacedragon I would fly through space and have the sun as my fire. It would be so hot, and all the other land-dragons would be so jealous of me,” he mused. “Too bad stupid spacedragons aren’t fucking real,” he said aloud to nobody, and he turned the wheel to take the left onto Bequeath Street, as Plymouth began to fork.

“Where could my fire be?” the dragon starting asking himself, passing Beatrice’s Boutiques, an antique store whose name he took note of, as Bequeath Street went on and on and on and “Light my Fire” by The Doors came on the FM radio. The dragon bobbed his head and sang along vaguely, putting emphasis on the lyrics he could remember and mumbling the rest. As he started to get irritated in his frustration to find the fire, and his awareness of reality suggested to him that the person reading this was getting bored**, the dragon suddenly and excitingly jumped out of the fast-moving vehicle as it crashed violently into an oil tanker-truck about a hundred meters ahead and exploded in a blaze of glorious fire. “Oh shit,” said the dragon surprisingly, and he began to approach the fire.

“Fuck,” stated the fire bluntly, as it saw the dragon come closer, “you found me.” “I guess I did,” said the dragon, as he began, “Now, listen fire. I think you’re an awesome fire. And I’m like a pretty sick dragon. I’d really like to eat a fire like you. How would you like to make me your dragon?” The dragon made a face at the flavor of the proposition but the fire tasted it with thought. “Listen dragon, you’re a great dragon. But I told you, I need my space. I’m sure you’ll find another fire to make you happy. You’re just not the dragon for me. I think we’re better off this way,” the fire said, both warmly and coldly but mostly coldly. “But, like, why though?” inquired the dragon thoughtfully, “You know I’ll breathe you so hard.” “I’m sorry,” the fire replied, “this is what I feel.” “Shit.” said the dragon, and he just sort of left.

As he walked away, he thought about what the fire had told him. He looked ahead, and saw another ember, this one a bit brighter than the last, standing outside a 7/11 that didn’t open till 7, smoking a cigarette. He approached it. “Think I can buy a cigarette off you?” the dragon asked seductively. “Dollar,” it replied. “O-oh. Yeah ok, sure.” He gave it a dollar and it threw him a cigarette. “Thanks,” he said. The ember said nothing and walked away. The dragon regretted some old sins but quickly got over them.

It was 6:57 in the morning, and the dragon was sitting on the curb outside the 7/11 that somehow wasn’t open 24/7. In the nearby lot, the manager of the 7/11, a slightly overweight, middle-aged Pakistani man, parked and exited his car. He approached the entrance, keys in hand to open up, when he saw the dragon sitting down outside, slouched against a garbage can with his head bowing over forward. “Hey!” yelled the man, whose heavy Karachi accent lived somewhere between funny and accurate, as he slapped the dragon, “You! You drunk on drugs?! Kyah bhadtameez insaan! Get out o’here!” he demanded as he continued slapping him. The dragon quickly pleaded, “Nonono sir, hey, sir, I am not on drugs! I’m just, ow! Wait! Wait a minute!” The manager stopped slapping the shit out of the dragon. The dragon continued, “Ok, look. I’m sorry. I’m just, I’m really tired. And I’m upset, and I blew up my car, so I, I’m very sorry. I’m-I’ll, I’m gonna go now.”

The dragon stood up to make like a tree and leave sadly. After a moment of thinking, the manager asked, “what’s wrong then, with you?” The dragon turned his head around quickly and dramatically. “Everything,” he said steadily, with emphasis on the consonants. He stared at the man a moment, and then came back and turned around to sit down where he was sitting before. The manager, though throughly confused, sat down beside him anyway. “What then, this everything?” he asked the dragon. The dragon only looked at him, taking note of the man’s many distinct gestures that paired so well with his heavy, hilarious accent. “Abhay well,” the manager said, “you can’t have a problem that is everything of everything. This is too many thing. So which part of your everything is the problem?”

“There’s just, ok so like, there’s this fire,” began the dragon, “And it’s a great fire. Like, I really want it. And I don’t really want any other fire. Well I guess there is one other, but it’s too far up in the sky for me to reach it.” The manager was confused, “What’s this fire in the sky, fire? You mean the sun? It is not fire. Is plasma. Mostly gaseous, made of hydrogen, helium. Some oxygen, carbon, iron. Minuscule amounts, but it’s not fire like here the fire.” The dragon was amazed, “How do you know all that?” The manager replied. “I was top astrophysicist in my country before I arrived here with my family.” “Wow,” said the dragon, “but anyway like I was saying, I want this fire to be mine, but it won’t have me. It says it needs space. And I don’t know what that means. All I know is I need the fire to be a true dragon.”

“Ah, I see you now mister dragon, sir. You are very stupid. Yes, bhoth stupid. Let me splain you what I mean,” the manager said as he started spitting wisdom. “Do you know what the dragon, it is to me?” “No, what is a dragon to you?” replied the dragon to the clearly rhetorical question. “To me, dragon is like a honey-badger.” “Who’s that,” asked the dragon. “Honey-badger?” The man was amazed, “You don’t know it? My son showed me on the youtube, let me tell you. Fantastic creature. He gives none of the fucks. Not one single fuck. Dragon is like this also. He breathe the fire and he burn the thing. No fucks. He does this because this,” the manager pointed to the dragon emphatically, “this is vhat he is. This is his truth. He can be nothing else, absolutely, positively nothing else. Bhas. Finish. End of the story.”

“So…” the dragon began to reply, “you’re saying that, I’m a dragon.” “No you stupid idiot, idiot! I am saying much more than this. You are a dragon. You do not need the fire. You are already a mighty being. But even a mighty being must be true. You must be who you are to have what you want, and you can only do this by being this the truth. No holding the back. For it is then, then you will see, that the thing you want is not something missing from your life, but a desire reprrresenting a life you know you can thrive in. So what is different if you have the thing or not the thing? You can thrive as you are by being this truth inside you. And by staying true to this your spirit, your life as you make it will bring you all the things essential to your existence. This wanting-wanting gets in the way of the needing, and all you need is truth to get what is wanted, yaar.”

“Those beatles-veatles said all you need is the love. But let me tell you something, love only goes so far. You can ask my wife this, and boy she will be telling you. Love needs truth in the life. Otherwise it is not love. So go with the no fucks, and only care about it the truth. Because no one is fucking with the truth, the honey-badger, or the DRAGON, my friend! This is what it is, the secret to the happiness.” The Pakistani’s speech crescendoed with the sentence before last, and he let the last ten words drift down steadily as the dragon digested what was said. After a couple of moments that felt as achingly long as this story, the dragon leapt to his feet. “Yes! I know what I have to do now! Thank you, my old, brown friend.” The manager replied with a smile, “It is not a problem buddy but get the fuck out of here. Go. You must go, now yaar. Chaal.”

The dragon felt reawakened after speaking with the old, nameless Pakistani. He knew what he had to do. He went back to the scene of the crash, where the fire had dimmed to a tame burn. “Dragon, I thought I told y-,” “you said we needed space,” the dragon interrupted, “but here’s the thing, fire. I agree. We should have some space between us.” The fire was surprised, “Really? Do you mean that?” “Yes,” he said, “I need to be what I am. Everything else, if it’s meant to, will follow. I’ve always had a fear of what might come tomorrow. What might not. Little fears throughout the day that picked away at what I knew myself to be. But you know what? I don’t give a fuck about any of that anymore, and you know why, fire?” The fire stared back, answering incredulously, “Why?” The dragon took a brief, overdramatic pause as the thematically appropriate music that was playing in his head suddenly stopped, “‘Cause I’m a mother. fucking. dragon.”

And with that, the dragon sprouted wings and an engine and fuel tanks and shit, and flew through the stratosphere into the blackness of space, and became the spacedragon he always knew he could be, and he flew through the stars and galaxies, and he had many adventures and did some crazy shit, and met many fires that he ate and breathed, as he grew in stature and virtue and virility, and he went through some serious character development and became much more interesting, and he was re-united with his long-lost evil half-nephew, and they fought but he won so they get along now, and the fire he once knew back on America’s Earth grew on its own, and it found a forest to destroy, and killed many cute animals small and large as well as their habitats, and forced many famous celebrities to relocate, and it was declared a national emergency, and when the mayor called the dragon to help he flew right back, as was his fate, and he met the fire and was like “sup” and the fire was like “sup” and he was like “you miss me” and the fire was like “no, yeah, maybe, whatever I’m a big fucking fire now motherfucker” and he was like “yeah, well, I’m a big fucking spacedragon now, baby” and he ate the fire all up in one bite and breathed it out into the sky, on top of a mountain, and he saved the world, but he released like a ton of methane and shit in the air so he kind of didn’t, but it’s cool because it’s all fictional, and the dragon and the fire lived happily ever after. And down below, from a bus stop on Cinnamon Creole lane, the Ayahuasca chief looked up at them on the mountaintop, smiling gently, a single tear trickling down his right cheek, just like in that 1970 commercial with the Native American.

The End.

Look how happy they are

*Can a dangling participle be conquered by the logic of the sentence it is captured in?
**Do electrons dream of electric sheep?

8 Hours in the ER— The Moment that I Received the Biggest Disappointment When I Felt the Most Helpless

A little background on my mum, she’s been diagnosed with Depression and Bipolar along the way over the course of years, and recently she started to deteriorate, until yesterday that she fell again in home and I found there are urine stains on her bed, along with her symptoms of wandering, I decided to bring my mum in to the ER.

Today is the first day she’s been hospitalized in the ICU, and the whole experience of from the ER until now felt like a life long event.

As usual, if you are walking into the ER without hemorrhage or respiratory distress, I expected the long wait. And so we arrived at the ER at around 7:30 pm, later the triage nurse then the doctor came and assessed my mum, after the assessments because they did not know what was causeing my mum’s hypotension without increasing heart rate, so they decided to “upgrade” her to the other side of the ER. So far the experience has been okay, that I was a little frustrated that I was not able to stop my mum from trying to get up from the bed and trying to walk to somewhere else. I just didn’t know what to do other than telling her to stay in bed every 2 seconds after she lies down and immediately gets up and try to walk again. The ER doctor decided to give her Benadryl and Haldol to calm her and so my mum went to sleep.

After a couple of hours of waiting and some lab work and X-Ray. Then now we are in the “upgraded” ER. As expected, we will have to wait again, but my mum is waking and this time she started to show signs of agitation, she is trying to get up from bed again and this time I am not able to stop her, that she will not listen to me and she’s getting rid of my hand trying to hold on to her and kicking me, she also started to rip her hand bands, IV access, and O2 oximetry off. I felt so helpless that no one was there to help me that I didn’t know if that’s because we were not seen, or they just thought I had her under control, but my tears just kept running down when I was trying my best to hold on to my mum from walking. After approximately 20 minutes that I really have reached this point in your life that you are so helpless and starting to lose strength, I yelled for help. So the nurses came, one of the nurses gave my mum more sedative to try to calm her down and they put two glove-like button cover over her hands to prevent her from ripping everything off. Then shortly after that, they decided to draw blood from mum for the lab, but my mum was not completely knocked out by the sedative, and she started resisting. My mum was so irritable that they had four people to control my mum, two were holding each arm, one was on the body, I was pressing the leg. The male nurse that’s assigned to my mum started to insert the needle on the back of my mum’s hand when we kind of have her under control and he was trying to get the blood sample from there. For some reason, not much blood has come out and it eventually stopped, and the male nurse decided it’s a good idea to start poking inside the vein and he was pressing the back of the hand and trying to squeezing the blood out, my first instinct told me that could not be right. Until the EMS personnel who was there to help to control my mum told the nurse to stop and said let her try the vein in the arm. Eventually, that worked out better. After the blood sampling, they decided to walk away and just leave my mum of the bed, and here’s when I jumped in and told the male RN, that she will try to get up and walk. Another Female RN suggested to tide my mum to the bed but the male RN said it’s not necessary she won’t get up. And I then explained again, no, for the past few hours she been trying to get up and walk and she will do it again. Instead of listening to me or maybe saying I understand and try to explain to me his “plan of care”, he decided to increase his voice and say “Listen! she was sleeping when she got here! So she is not getting up.” I was thrown by his attitude and I realized it will be no good to argue with him, so I didn’t respond. The male nurse went away and the female nurse who stayed with my mum noticed my mum is still agitated and she called the male nurse and told him it’s out of control they will have to tide my mum to the bed. That’s when the male nurse came back and “acknowledged” my mum’s agitation.

It was truly the BIGGEST disappointment in my whole experience at the hospital, while I was alone by myself this whole time after experiencing the stress and helplessness, the treatment I received from the nurse was truly disrespectful. At that point, I was not even seeking comfort or console for the situation, all I asked for was please listen to the family member that’s been with the patient for the past 5 hours that witnessed all the episodes and please help me here, and yet, the attitude I received was this I saw this patient for 15 minutes and she’s sleeping the whole time so that’s fact, she won’t get up, and you are just the family member here so you can shut up and listen to me. I’ve been replaying the events in my brain that I am still shocked by the treatment I received. But of course, I have later met an excellent nurse after my mum was transferred and there’s this compassionate pharmacist that helped me figured out a missing puzzle for which I will continue to share in the next article. Oh yes, there was also a judgmental physician that I later met.

Truly, from everything that I have encountered just taught me one thing, one’s education does not always reflect one’s ethics. One could be very well educated but yet treating others like inferiors, and also one could be receiving minimal education but yet he/she is the most compassionate and understanding person towards others. Lastly, I am thankful for the people that express their good hearts to me, words can’t express how grateful I am.

If Jesus Lived in the Capital District

I have lived almost my entire life in the Capital District (near Albany in upstate New York). I grew up in Amsterdam, I lived in the dormitories at Siena College in Loudonville for four years, I lived in apartments in Menands and Watervliet for three and four years respectively, and I have lived in Clifton Park with my wife, Barbara, and our two daughters for over 30 years. At various times, too, I have worked in Gloversville, Fonda, Schenectady, Albany, Cohoes, Saratoga, and Troy. My only time living and working outside the Albany area occurred after college with a two-year stint in the Peace Corps in Costa Rica. As a result, I feel very comfortable in this region, and when I meet new people, I can easily visualize their various communities when they tell me where they live or where they grew up.

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When I read the Bible, however, I don’t experience that same sense of familiarity. I know Joseph and Mary lived in Nazareth, I know Jesus was born in Bethlehem, I know all three of them escaped to Egypt to avoid the wrath of Herod, and I know Jesus made a triumphal entry into Jerusalem and was crucified there and three days later rose from the dead.

What I don’t know, however, unless I make an effort to look at an historical map of that section of the world, is where these places are in relation to one another. I have a feeling, too, that I am not alone in that regard. Thus, I decided that it might be helpful to imagine that Jesus lived in the Capital District. Then, I could compare His home to my home, and I would have a much better understanding and appreciation of His life and His travels while He lived here on the Earth. and Wikimedia Commons

As a starting point, then, for this comparison, we will focus on a city and two natural features: Jerusalem (Albany), the Jordan River (the Hudson River), and the Sea of Galilee (Lake George). These three anchoring points will provide us with a parallel frame of reference.

Albany, the capital city of New York State, is our Jerusalem. After all, Jerusalem, like Albany, has a rich history, going back to the Old Testament when David conquered it and made it his capital. Later, David’s son Solomon built his temple there. To the east of Jerusalem is the north-south flowing Jordan River, just as our north-south flowing Hudson River sits to the east of Albany. Next, roughly 60 miles to the north is the Sea of Galilee, our Lake George. Thus having superimposed the modern map of the Capital District over the old world map of Israel, we can get an approximate look at where Christ lived and traveled, and we can compare those locations to our own region.

Nazareth, where Joseph and Mary lived before the birth of Jesus, is located about ten miles west of the southern end of the Sea of Galilee, so that would put them in the Stony Creek area near Exit 22 on the Northway (Route 87). While Mary was pregnant with Jesus, she left Stony Creek and traveled to visit her cousin Elizabeth who was soon to give birth to the baby who grew up to be John the Baptist. That journey would have taken Mary south toward Jerusalem to “the hill country of Judea (Luke 1:39),” which might be the area near Voorheesville and Thacher Park.

Prior to the birth of Jesus, Mary traveled south again from Nazareth, this time with her husband, Joseph. According to a decree of Caesar Augustus, they were required to register in the town of their ancestors. Thus, they had to walk for three days to “Judea, to Bethlehem the town of David because they belonged to the house and line of David” (Luke 2:4). Ironically, Bethlehem, the birthplace of Jesus, matches up almost perfectly with the Capital District Bethlehem; both small towns are located just a bit south and west of the capital cities, Jerusalem and Albany.

Journey of the Three Wise Men

After the birth of Jesus, the family remained in Bethlehem for a time, and during that time, Mary and Joseph would have made the short trip to the temple in Albany to “present the child to the Lord” (Luke 2:31). During that time, also, the Magi came from the East to worship the baby. These three wise men and their caravan apparently traveled a great distance, so they could have come directly from the east from as far away as Cape Cod in Massachusetts or maybe even farther from the northeast in New Hampshire or Maine.

Then, soon after the wise men departed, Joseph and Mary also traveled a great distance with their baby to avoid Herod’s attempt to kill the newborn Jesus. Joseph had been warned in a dream to “take the child and his mother and escape to Egypt” (Matthew 2:13). Such a trip at that time would have meant traveling westward along the Mediterranean Sea, so a similar trip in our area could have involved traveling alongside Lake Ontario to the Rochester-Buffalo area and perhaps even crossing into Canada.

Years later, after Herod died, Joseph brought his family back from Egypt, and instead of settling near the capital city, the family returned to Stony Creek in the foothills of the Adirondacks. There, in the relative safety of the countryside, Jesus grew into manhood. His only childhood travels mentioned in the Bible narratives are annual trips to the capital city for the feast of the Passover. In fact, when Jesus was about 12, His parents accidentally left Him there, and when they returned for Him, “they found him in the temple courts, sitting among the teachers, listening to them and asking them questions” (Luke 2:46).

The public ministry of Jesus began when He was about 30, and He was in the area of the capital city again when he was baptized in the Hudson River by His cousin John the Baptist. Though the exact location of Christ’s baptism is not clear, most Bible scholars say it occurred on the east side of the river, which would place John and Jesus on the riverbank somewhere between Rensselaer and Troy.

Soon after His baptism, Jesus retreated to the desert where he spent 40 days praying and fasting. Obviously we don’t have any desert area in the Capital District, and scholars and historians differ on whether Jesus spent this time east or west of the river. Thus, Jesus may have been in a deserted area east of the river near the small towns of Nassau and Stephentown or west of the river in the open spaces out near the Albany International Airport. During that time alone, Jesus called on the words of His Father to resist the three temptations of the devil

When Jesus completed His time in the desert, he returned to the Stony Creek area but settled in the town of Capernaum which was at the north end of the Sea of Galilee. Jesus lived near some of the fishermen he recruited to be His disciples: Peter, Andrew, James, and John. Since Lake George is narrower and much longer than the Sea of Galilee, Jesus probably would not have lived at the extreme northern end of the lake. Instead, He might have been living in the area of Bolton Landing, and the summer tourists in the village of Lake George would have heard all about His miracles on the Lake: walking on the water, calming the storm, and the enormous catches of fish.

Jesus also performed many other miracles in the towns surrounding Lake George. He was at a wedding feast in Warrensburg when He changed water into wine. He raised a widow’s son from the dead in Glens Falls. And he multiplied the five loaves and two fishes and fed five thousand followers near Diamond Point.

In addition to His miracles, Jesus spent plenty of time teaching, including His parables and His Sermon on the Mount. His teaching journeys from Capernaum to the north and west took Christ to Tyre, Sidon, and Caesaria Phillipi, and His journeys to the south and east took Him to the ten towns of the Decapolis. Those journeys in upstate New York would be equivalent to trips to Gore Mountain, Schroon Lake, and Ticonderoga to the northwest and through much of Washington County to the southeast. The Sermon on the Mount, meanwhile, where Jesus spoke of what we know today as the Beatitudes, may have taken place in the area between Warrensburg and Bolton Landing.

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Once Jesus had completed His years of teaching and miracles in the Lake George area, He made His final trip south to the capital city. Before entering, most historians say he may have spent the night in Menands or Loudonville (Bethany), where He had previously raised Lazarus, the brother of Mary and Martha, from the dead. Then, on what Christians today refer to as Palm Sunday, Jesus entered the city riding on a donkey to the cheers of His followers who praised Him saying, “Blessed is the King of Israel” (John 12:13). This entry may have brought Christ south on Broadway or North Pearl and then west to the temple area which may have been near Albany City Hall or the State Capitol.

Early in that final week, Jesus drove the money changers from that same temple, and on Thursday evening, he celebrated the Last Supper with His disciples. This gathering may have taken place in the area of the governor’s residence, the Executive Mansion near Lincoln Park. After the meal, Jesus traveled to the south and east to pray with Peter, James, and John. This Garden of Gethsemane may have been where the Port of Albany is now located, and Jesus was arrested there and brought to the house of Caiphas, the high priest, who lived near the Empire State Plaza. When Caiaphas refused to make a decision, Jesus was brought to Pontius Pilate near the Alfred E. Smith Building and condemned to die. Thus, Christ’s final journey to the cross, the Via Dolorosa, brought Him westward on Washington Avenue to the southeast corner of Washington Park where He died on the cross on Good Friday and was later buried nearby.

According to Christian beliefs, Jesus Christ rose from the dead on the following Sunday, what people today refer to as Easter Sunday. He appeared at the tomb to Mary Magdalene and another woman, but during the next 40 days, He also appeared to others in various locations: to doubting Thomas and the other disciples in a room near where the Last Supper took place, to two other disciples on the road to Schenectady (Emmaus), to His disciples again in the Lake George area, and one last time near the capital city before He ascended into heaven.

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So assuming that Jesus did live most of his life in an area slightly bigger than the greater Capital District, what does that mean for people alive today, both believers and nonbelievers? Essentially, it means that where a person lives is so much less important than how a person lives. We do not have to travel great distances to have a dramatic effect on the world in general or in the lives of the people around us. Instead, like Jesus, we can all make significant contributions, contributions that transform lives and reverberate through subsequent generations, during not only during the Christmas season but also during every season of the year.

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Stop Throwing Shade at Staten Island

Nobody puts NZ in a corner

If you watched Last Week Tonight with John Oliver last month, you probably remember laughing at IKEA’s map mishap. For some reason, a $29 framed map of the world from their BJÖRKSTA series was missing a crucial element: the entire nation of New Zealand. Not a good look, especially considering that the brand just announced plans to open its first store there in the city of Auckland.

Apparently, IKEA isn’t the only offender when it comes to making world maps without New Zealand. There are so many of them out there, in different shapes and forms, that entire Reddit threads and a Tumblr blog are dedicated to spotting the cartographical error. Even Jacinda Ardern, New Zealand’s Prime Minister, launched a tourism campaign to #GetNZOnTheMap and help counter the problem.

Why do people keep omitting an actual place from the planet? Granted, the island country is easy to miss because the Mercator projection pushes it to the bottom-right of many world maps. “Out of sight, out of mind” may be a well-worn trope, but that doesn’t take the sting out of being written off by so many people.

Turns out that feeling is all too familiar even in our own backyard.

Meet the Forgotten Borough: Staten Island

As the southernmost point in New York State, a 20-minute ferry ride away from Manhattan, Staten Island has long been treated by New Yorkers like an afterthought. Residents feel overlooked by the NYC government and have called for a movement to secede from New York (or Stexit) more than once over the years.

One Twitter thread started by Stephen Colbert comes closest to capturing outsiders’ current attitude towards the borough. When Colbert joked that New Yorkers can relate to Amazon for bailing on going to Queens, someone suggested that actually sounds more like Staten Island — to which another person promptly responded, “No. Nobody has ever said that they would go to Staten Island.”


Now, others evidently want in on the fun. Several brands, in an attempt to sound clever and New York-savvy, have recently put out ads on the subway that poke fun at Staten Island. Take, for instance, the platform poster by cloud solutions platform 8×8 that claims you can video chat anywhere, “even in Staten Island,” implying that the island is located somewhere beyond the edge of the known universe. There’s also a subway ad by time management software that lists “Staten Island Revival” as a project task and marks progress level at 0%.

Both ads — which promote products that, incidentally, have nothing to do with serving the city or its neighborhoods — make a joke at Staten Island’s expense to appeal to the sensibilities of New Yorkers living in other parts of the city. Adding insult to injury, the ads’ placement on MTA trains and subway stations deliberately excludes Staten Islanders, who live in the only borough without a rail link to Manhattan. Indeed, brands would be wise to remember that almost half a million people live on Staten Island.

From the Forgotten to the Unexpected

Whether they’re left off world maps or disregarded for being inaccessible, places like New Zealand and Staten Island have to work harder to communicate their value to outsiders.

Therein lies a huge opportunity to surprise people by rewriting the story. Undervalued destinations like Staten Island have the power to overcome years of slight and rejection by taking back and shaping their own narrative.

Positive portrayal in media and culture reframes and redefines what a place has to offer. Native-born Staten Islanders like the Wu-Tang Clan, the pioneers of Shaolin Land’s indigenous hip-hop scene since the 1990s, have expanded the role a place can play in cultivating creativity. World-famous singer-songwriter Bebe Rexha proudly declared on ABC’s Dateline that she’s “just a kid from Staten Island, who dared to dream.” George R.R. Martin modeled King’s Landing in Game of Thrones on his grand view of Downtown Staten Island from his childhood home. Joe, Sal, Q and Murr from Impractical Jokers now have their own homecoming exhibition experience at the Staten Island Museum, on view through March 24.

As a team interested in exploring what creates a strong sense of place, we were invigorated by the opportunity to work with the Staten Island Borough President’s office to rebrand its tourism arm, Visit Staten Island. We took Staten Island’s lackluster rep as “the Forgotten Borough” and turned it on its head. Hidden in plain sight in one of the world’s biggest cities — a free, short ferry ride away — is an island full of surprises, local flavor, cultural attractions and outdoor activities. Its low profile is its selling point. You can’t forget something you never knew in the first place, and in this light Staten Island became the Unexpected Borough.

Underappreciated places in big, busy cities are constantly confronted with the challenges of attracting visitors while uniting residents, supporting growth and articulating value to newcomers while preserving local character. Any community looking to find its communications footing can take a tip or two from Staten Island and toss out the standard playbook for putting themselves on the map. NYC’s Unexpected Borough continues to leverage the power of proud locals, vocal advocates, positive impressions, and good design to go from being the butt of cheap jokes to rebutting the naysayers — regardless what they’re trying to sell.

3D Architectural Rendering Services New York: Elegant living Room Design

Architectural Rendering Services NYC: Elegant living Room Design.

Photo Realistic Architectural Rendering Services NYC : Elegant living room Design are a great tool to present interior designs for this glorious city projects. This time, we got to reproduce a classy and impeccably stylish house using architectural visualization.

In these 3D Render images by JMSD Consultant 3D rendering services, you can see a studio — living Room areas.

Architectural Rendering Services NYC: SPLENDID living Room Design

Architectural Rendering Services NYC: SPLENDID living Room Design

Now let’s turn our attention to the living room. One word that could describe it is beautiful. Just look at those sofas! They are simply gorgeous. Looking at them, it’s easy to imagine friends staying overnight, having fun cinema evening together. And smelling that strudel is almost ready.

To convey the beauty of material choices through rendering services, 3D Artist has to be excellent at setting the light. For when working with highly reflective surfaces, light settings in Vray are a tough task. Materials have to look appealing and natural — just as they would in real life. Judging by their sheen, our rendering team have really pulled it off!

Owing to Architectural Visualization services in New York, showing such practicalities is easy for Designers and Architects in this amazing city, as well as all over the United States. They virtually take a picture of their concept and show to the client! Who is relieved not to have to look at drawings and listen to descriptions.

Photorealistic 3D Architectural Interior Rendering In New York

An example of Photorealistic 3D Architectural Interior Rendering carried out for a project in New York. The setting is a luxury living space replete with plush interior elements.

The Key aspect that was to be captured while designing is to give a premium positioning that exhibits happiness, peace, calm and sparks emotion. The designer wanted to inspire creating beautiful memories.

Architectural Rendering Services NYC project, we received the inputs as the floor plan and the reference images for the interior elements to be created. The basic modeling was carried out in 3DS Max along with V-Ray Plugins. The renders completed in a time frame of 7 business days along with post-production.

Architectural Rendering Services NYC: Elegant living Room Design

Living Room Design By JMSD Consultant 3D Rendering Studio In New York

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4 Tips for Selling Your Apartment in NYC

New York City is one of the most thriving, albeit expensive, cities in the United States. Infused with metropolitan, suburban, and city environments, New York City welcomes individuals from all walks of life. Currently, upwards of nine million residents reside in the city. As more and more residents move into the city, it means more housing is needed. As more people look for a place to live, others are considering selling the property they currently own, often for various reasons. Now, co-op, condo, and brownstone owners are opting in to selling their own homes. People may decide they want to live somewhere else in the city, or somewhere less populated. Demand for homes is rising, which means it’s a good time to sell and make a significant profit. As this message becomes more clear, the option to sell becomes far more enticing, especially to people who decide they want to handle selling their homes on their own.

While for-sale-by-owner undertakings, better known as FSBOs, are becoming increasingly more popular in New York City, there are some caveats that should be considered before diving into this endeavor.

Types of FSBOs

There are two types of FSBOs: Commission and no commission. The latter is very straightforward; you simply don’t offer a broker any commission to sell your home. It’s also important to note that if you do take this route, you will only be selling to buyers who don’t have a broker. The former, however, gives you the option to grant the broker a 2.5 to 3 percent commission rate, giving the broker some incentive to sell. This percentage is the typical go-to commission rate, but the rate at which the commission is set is entirely up to the seller.

Less exposure

Lessened exposure typically goes hand in hand with FSBO sellings. The truth of the matter is, if you choose to sell your own home, your apartment probably won’t appear on any major listing services (MLS). You’ll be responsible for getting the word out about your for-sale property and taking care of the marketing yourself. If you do choose to go this route, you can post on social media sites and find other real estate sites that allow anyone to post their property.

Interactions with brokers

You will likely experience some kickback from brokers. Brokers usually do not encourage the use of FSBOs because it makes it seem as though their job is not valuable and if you have no experience with selling property, it can offer go poorly if not carefully researched. Brokers tend to boycott FSBOs regardless of whether or not they’re benefiting from a commission, so just keep this possible issue in mind.

Personal liability

You will need to assume full responsibility for preparing the buyer for the board package and board interview. If you and your buyer are not working with a brokerage, a lot of liability falls to you. Legal disclosures, showing the home, adequately selling the home, pricing the home, and holding open houses are all responsibilities that fall under the seller’s umbrella.

How Electric Bikes Are Changing the Game for Urban Mobility

Lyft acquired Motivate because we’re big believers in bikeshare. We know that bikeshare, as a sustainable mode of transportation, has a vital role in getting people out of single-occupancy vehicles.

It’s clear that people love bikeshare when it’s convenient and available. Last year, there were more than 29 million trips on one of our bikeshare systems. But if we’re going to make a long-term impact on creating sustainable cities, we need a step change in the way people think about shared, sustainable modes — including bikeshare.

We need to greatly expand the number of people using bikeshare and the ways and frequency with which they are using it. Instead of a last-mile connection or a recreational option, bikeshare needs to be the preferred mode of commuting for millions of us. We’re not there yet: About 80 percent of Citi Bike trips are shorter than 20 minutes, whereas the average New York City area commute is 36 minutes. We need to be able to bridge that gap.

That’s where electric bikes come in. A truly transformational technology, these bikes hold the promise to take urban transportation into a new era. By boosting riders’ own pedal power, electric bikes allow riders to get further, faster and with ease. What was once a long trip — too long to consider biking — becomes short. What was once an arduous climb over a bridge or a hill becomes an easy zoom upwards. What didn’t seem easy, possible or affordable now is.

To date, we’ve only deployed electric bikes on a relatively small scale in select cities. That’s about to change, because of the results we’ve seen. The early data hints at the enormous potential:

  • So far, we’ve piloted electric bikes in our bikeshare networks in the Bay Area, New York City and Washington DC area. Altogether, riders have pedaled more than 912,000 trips on electric bikes since our pilots began.

  • Electric bikes are getting extremely high usage: over the course of the Citi Bike pilot, each pedal assist bike saw about 15 rides per day, compared to about five for each classic bike. One particularly popular electric Citi Bike was ridden 61 times in one day, traveling between Fort Greene, East Harlem, Long Island City, Morningside Heights and more neighborhoods.

  • People are riding electric bikes to go longer distances. Even though riders haven’t been able to rely on widespread electric bike availability during the pilot phase, data shows that they are already completing longer trips on electric bikes. In the pilot markets, the average electric bike trip is at least 10 percent further than the average classic bike trip. In the Citi Bike network, riders on electric bikes completed a 33 percent larger share of long trips between two and four miles.

  • People are riding electric bikes over bridges and up hills. In New York City, riders are twice as likely to ride an electric bike compared to a classic bike over one of the steep East River bridges between boroughs. In San Francisco, riders are using electric bikes to reach the highest-elevation stations. GoBike riders are twice as likely to complete a trip with 100–200 feet of elevation gain on an electric bike compared to a classic bike.

  • Electric bikes help to combat seasonal ridership decreases in New York’s colder months. While classic bikes saw a 60 percent decrease in trips per bike per day from October 1st through mid-February, the average daily trips per electric bike held steady at around 15.
  • Riders overwhelmingly approve of pedal-assist bikes: 90 percent of Citi Bike riders reported being satisfied or extremely satisfied with the new bikes.

Based on these promising early results, we’re announcing today that 4,000 electric bikes are coming to the Citi Bike system. We’ve been quickly electrifying the Bay Area fleet and we’re hoping to soon expand a pilot electric bike program in the Washington DC metro area too. More cities are to come.

This new technology does mean new operational challenges: electric bikes need fully charged batteries. As our technology teams work hard to innovate charging, we are hiring more people to swap batteries and using learnings from the pilot programs to make those operations efficient.

We believe electric bikes have the potential to make our bikeshare communities more inclusive, for older people and people who are less fit. We also believe in sensible regulations around electric bikes that make them available to everyone who needs them, including working cyclists in New York City.

You know Lyft as a rideshare company, so it might be surprising to hear this: we truly believe electric bikes will become a real alternative to rides in cars, and we’re excited about that. Bikeshare is a natural extension of Lyft’s vision to improve transportation access, sustainability and affordability. We want the members of our community to get where they are going quickly and easily, and it’s very clear that electric bikes are the next great way to do that.