Tuesday - October 08, 2013

Is it just me?

Is it just me?

Or has Barackade Obama painted himself into a corner? Anything that he agrees to now will be seen as a ‘win’ for Republicans. Or, if he takes it ‘to the limit’, he’s forced the government to default. Just like a follower of Saul Alinsky. I would like to remind our current @sshole-in-Chief that Alinsky never had a chance to try his theories… but then, Obama has never actually done any useful work for a paycheck. He’s never run a business, much less a nation. His own ‘autobiography’ says the one time he did work for a private company he felt like he was ‘working behind enemy lines.’

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   Friday - September 27, 2013

In case you were wondering…

I’ve been busy running down the proper ‘authorities’ at the VA to do the paperwork for my chosen school. I nixed the IT idea. Too many of those guys are out of work. I’m enrolled in a nine-month course called Precision Machining. I’m learning how to operate metal lathes, vertical and horizontal mills, CAD-CAM (CNC) and how to harden my products.

End of my first week in school. Today (Thursday, 9/26) the teacher (Jack) took us out on the floor, lectured and demonstrated lathes and vertical mills to us, then turned us loose to familiarize ourselves with how to operate five different lathes that range from 1939 to state-of-the-art. Most of this week has been book-learning and (at least in my case) reminding us how to use a micrometer. He let us loose on the vertical mills too, but they are nothing more than glorified routers. Easy.

I seem to be a bit ahead of most of these youngsters—there’s only one guy who might be older than me, the rest are far too young… He’s also the only other guy who took machine shop in high school, which he says he doesn’t remember. High school he doesn’t remember, much less shop! Funny how we both gravitated to the oldest lathes… you know, the ones that were entirely manually-operated. No hydraulics, no partial computer read-outs. Just like all the stuff I worked with in the Navy.

Anyway, seems my woodworking hobby is going to help me. Setting up a Shopsmith is very similar to setting these machines up. The difference? I don’t have to deal with tolerances of +- .005IN in wood. That’s five thousandths of an inch… about the thickness of a hair.

Monday we will actually start working on the lathes. First project? We must grind our own lathe cutting tools before we can do anything else!

The machinist jobs are looking up here in my area. All those machinists who flooded the market when GM and Delphi went under are retiring. Jobs really look good if I’m willing to relocate south.

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   Tuesday - September 10, 2013

woman driver?  No. Just one old male goat who can’t get the hang of it.

I’ll concede that the alternative is not great but trust me.  Old age sucks.
Even when health is pretty damn good, it isn’t.  There’s always something hidden away someplace inside us just waiting to do us in and prove how defenseless we really are.  Especially when we see our contemporaries drop like flies and worse yet when some are a few years younger. 

Now that’s a weird way, different for sure, to bring up the subject of insomnia and a good read.

One of the lesser curses of age is insomnia.  I say lesser because lets face it, on a scale of any measure it isn’t as bad as some of the other (many) aches and problems.  And I’ve been cursed with it for a very long time.
The solution that works quite well can not be used every night, although I’ve done it from time to time.  Which then makes things worse. Bah.
That’s isn’t at all what I wanted to write.  It’s this.

Thanks to insomnia I read a lot.  And lately I’ve been reading a first time novel by Chris Pavone, a book called The XPATS.
I woke up around 3am this morning, too late to take a sleeping pill and anyway, I need to be awake for some work due to take place today. So I came downstairs in the 3am chill, went into our unheated freezing kitchen, (haven’t turned on the storage heater in there yet) made a cup of hot chocolate with a good dash of Baileys Irish Cream and went back to bed with drink and the book mentioned above.  It’s a page turner.

Along about 5am or maybe it was 6, I came across this passage in the book and knew I had to share it with BMEWS readers.
While BMEWS is an American site, we get viewers from all over the world and many from this side of the globe, that is, UK and across the channel. So what follows might be of more interest to Europeans and Brits.  Well not quite.

From XPATS: By Chris Pavone

Kate looked out the window into the darkness of the Ardennes where the World Wars had been fought, hand to hand bloody.  The Battle of the Bulge, the biggest and deadliest of WWII.
That was sixty something years ago.  And now?
Now there wasn’t even a border between Germany and France and Belgium and Luxembourg.  All that carnage over sovereignty and integrity of borders, and now you didn’t even need to show a passport to travel from Allied to Axis.

General George S. Patton is buried in Luxembourg.  Along with five thousand other American soldiers.

I didn’t know he was buried there.  But I can tell you where he was born.
He was born in San Gabriel, Calif., raised there when that place was still wide open.  I lived in San Gabriel for a time and liked it very much.
It’s where I met my wife about 44 years ago. 
It’s also a place where (at least when we lived there) not one single street was named after Patton, not one statue erected in his honor, and not once in all the time I lived there did I ever hear anyone say anything about a famous native son.  I haven’t any idea if there are any schools named after him.

This is a pretty interesting site, it’s in the Calif. desert. 

http://www.desertusa.com/mag99/feb/stories/paton.html

It has been a lifetime since I’ve been in the San Gabriel, Alhambra part of Calif.  I have been told by some friends that it is no longer recognizable as an American town.  Mostly Asian and mostly from Viet Nam, signs in their language everywhere.  Why not?  Others do that too.  I’ve also been told it isn’t the friendly open place it was in my day.

Good grief .... while backing the car out of our narrow 80 yr old garage, I managed to rip the side mirror off the left side of the car.

DAMN IT!

That’s 2wice I have done that. 

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   Tuesday - August 06, 2013

I was gonna leave Facebook…

… then I started having fun on it again. Seems the ladies like me!

Today’s adventure: Take over the kitchen!
Yes folks. I’m taking over the kitchen. Today is CSA box day and we haven’t exhausted last week’s CSA box.
I’m ready.
I’ve got yellow squash, zucchini, garlic, tomatoes, onions, several bulbs of garlic, carrots, sweet corn, green beans.

And I’m wearing sunglasses.
Hit it!

Mary Hoff, Katherine Hornig Butler and Nancy KnippTimmons like this.

Christopher: Oh, did I mention garlic?

Nancy KnippTimmons: so what are we making?

Christopher: We? You gonna come over and help?

Nancy KnippTimmons: gee would love to but Im busy.lol

Christopher: Damnit Nancy, you distracted me! I just added some finger to my food!

Nancy KnippTimmons: alright always good to add finger
(you’ll note I let that obvious opening slide…)

Katherine Hornig Butler: whacha makin?

Christopher: I’m so glad you asked Kathy: Grandpa! Sauteéd squash and zucchini, pickled onions and carrots, roasted sweet corn, roasted garlic to spread on fresh-baked bread, and slow-cooked kitteh with green beans. (I made that last up, the kitteh in question is busy pawing me ‘cause I’m ignoring him. No kittehs were eaten…)

Katherine Hornig Butler: They don’t go with green beans anyway.

Christopher: Oh? If he keeps annoying me I may try it!
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   Wednesday - May 08, 2013

The Redneck National Anthem …. all stand please.  Thank You.

Just seems to be my day to be the one being offended by the left and their bullying pc bs. And I see no end to it or them. Not in my lifetime anyway. Damn it that is depressing.

I HATE the pc world we live in and especially those self offended, self appointed guardians of the correct and only way to see and think and speak.

I defy anyone anywhere to show me an example of one ship during the era of slavery, that delivered slaves under the glorious and proud Stars and Bars. Not one.  Those slaves were originally brought to our shores under the flags of many nations including the USA.  So why aren’t all these highly offended negros and their guilty white idiot supporters calling for us to abandon the Stars and Stripes?
Now the word Redneck has to be apologized for also.  Read it all to find out why.

‘Redneck Day’ at Arizona high school causes uproar

An Arizona high school has come under fire from civil rights groups for holding a spoof “Redneck Day” to build team spirit ahead of end-of-year dance.
By Philip Sherwell, New York

The event at Queen Creek High School, near Phoenix, split the school community, upset Black students, angered civil rights activists and unleashed a debate about free speech and racial stereotypes.

The teenage student council, whose plans were approved by school officials, insist that their only intention was to satirise Duck Dynasty, a reality TV show about a family of long-bearded, rural Louisianans who have made millions from their duck-hunting business.

One student however turned up draped in a Confederate flag, an emblem of regional pride in parts of the South but which for many is a racist symbol of slavery and segregation.

School officials said that the student came from another state where the Civil War flag was a more common sight. He was asked to change attire by a teacher and he explained that he had not meant to offend.

In a country where historical reminders of racial divides are still so potent, that did not end the controversy. The term “redneck” is also politically and racially loaded. It is traditionally derogatory slang for poor white farmers, but for some has connotations with bigoted rural conservatives.

Leading the criticism was Ozetta Kirby, a local leader of the National Association for the Advancement of Coloured People, America’s oldest civil rights organisation, whose grandson attends the school.

“I’m sitting here crying and praying,” Mrs Kirby, a church pastor, told The Arizona Republic. “That can break you down and make you feel at the bottom rung of the whole society, where everybody is being jubilant. No kid should have to go through that. We all know the connotation of ‘redneck’.”

The Queen Creek school board apologised for offence caused by use of the word.

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The article reminded me of this song by an old friend who once recorded for RCA.  I have chosen this version because of a memory or two.

This version is NOT the studio recording.  Vernon was playing somewhere here in the UK, in one of the Country Music clubs dotted all over the UK from England to Wales.  American single acts playing gigs here, almost all one nighters and a hell of a grind, and were ALWAYS backed by a British band.  Always.
I used to arrange the booking with Brit agents who then booked the various clubs. 

I got to know Vernon well and he was very kind to me when I was out of work and as they say, in between gigs.  He gave me one of his western hats which I wore with great pride for a long time. Somehow, it got lost among the many moves we made.

You will note the dress among the audience in this video.  Brit fans dressed up this way in lots of clubs, they had fast draw contests firing blanks of course, and this was all in a the day when a gun firing blanks wasn’t a taboo.

Vernon and many acts like him had a very hard time getting air play on American Country radio stations, because they were thought to be, “TOO COUNTRY.”
So anyway ... here’s something that in it’s day was a hit record for Vernon Oxford.

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   Sunday - April 28, 2013

I’m gonna miss her.

She’s been Queen my entire life. The good news is I think Charles has stepped aside. So it will be King William or King Harry.

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   Friday - April 05, 2013

Learning German!

And I blame whoever the BMEWS guy was that told me about alt.binaries.ijsklontje. The bad part is that there isn’t enough dialog in the movies. So it’s a slow process.

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   Monday - April 01, 2013

It’s here!

Yes, I have, in my hot little hand, The Hobbit. My wife thinks I like movies with naked women. If she was one of those she might be correct. But until she does disrobe for the camera I’m gonna settle with Peter Jackson’s version of Middle-Earth.

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   Sunday - March 31, 2013

if women are gonna let us see, then damn it I’m gonna look. and it isn’t about porn either.

Believe it or not, I am not posting this with Eye Candy in mind.  Nope.

I’m doing it cos I am so darned annoyed at our culture that every single day in every way, places beautiful women of all shapes, sizes and colors before our eyes, often times with their breasts exposed to a degree that rivets the male eyeball, unless the male is my humble self.  Boobs do not make the woman and they are very low on my list of attractions.  But this is not about that.

This is a gripe at seeing so many really pretty ladies , who it is very clear I am meant to see , and then being called all sorts of names usually starting with anti and often ending in - ism.  And ALL because I am doing no more then what is natural for any male who really loves women. And not just the nude ones. I feel I have to make that last one clear. 

Forget professional models.  The youngest of girls wear minis so high you would have to be stone cold dead not to notice. Even when you are not looking for it.

Our culture has become sexualized to a degree I never knew in my yoot. Of course, there were no photos on radio in my day. No puters and TV a flickering start.  The first major sex symbol of our modern age in 1950 was Dagmar, who appeared on a late night show called Broadway Open House with an old time vaudevillian named Jerry Lester.  Funny what I can remember.

The newspapers printed mainly news, of all darn things. But hey, it was pretty ladies, granted they were fully clothed in those days, selling cars in magazine and newspaper ads.  When I was young, I had to use my imagination cos this was just before the Bikini swimwear.  And even that Bikini covered more. Not too much more but a bit. 

However, little by little a little later on, some things began to change. Movies got a bit bolder, some censorship was relaxed and one bright day, Playboy appeared. But long, long before Playboy, the Great White Way, that is, Broadway under the guidance of Flo Ziegfeld ( Florenz Ziegfeld, Jr. ) staged spectacular shows that glorified he said, the American woman.  Some of which were either French or English btw. No exposed boobs in those shows but oh my.  Those wonderful, legs
always on display. And that brings me to where I wanna be.  About women on display.  Of course in our modern up to date time, we are seeing more of them and what they have to display.  And what they have to display is a glorious sight to men hardly equaled by a sunset over water.  If even then.  To be very honest, I am less impressed by that poetic sunset then I am of a beautiful female.  Even and old WW2 poster of Betty Grable is more appealing to me.

Now here’s where things really go wrong for us guys who are very much older but not rich or famous or glamorous.  Not even minor movie actors.
We still enjoy looking at beautiful women.  Can’t help it.  And to make things even worse yet, the women we gape at are ALL of them, far younger than we are.
Well of course they are.  Why on earth would we want to stare at someone who more resembled us with sagging bottom, thick thighs, thinning hair, and all the other things that make age so physically unattractive?  And so the older we get, the worse the names we are called for doing only what comes naturally.

Now then, if you should go to the home page, or any page of the Sunday or the Daily Mail, over on the far right side under the heading of FEMAIL is a feature that appears 7 days a week.  Today is very tame compared to Monday thru Saturday.  Any excuse to show an actress getting out of a car with legs splayed and a boob coming out of a bra best not worn with that sort of dress.  And even worse she may also be worse for wear.  Photo after photo of women on display and almost all displaying just enough to grab our eyeballs and paste them there, but only enuff to tease and drive us bonkers.  For more, we’d have to go to other sites.  So anyway, the mail features these things and the Mail isn’t the Lone Ranger of course, but because we will stop and we will look
and some might even drool, we are also stuck with mean labels for doing exactly what we’re enticed and is normal for us to do.

And that bothers me.

SEE LOTS MORE OF ASHLEY ROBERTS, SUNDAY MAIL source

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   Wednesday - March 13, 2013

having somehow survived torture …

Last Thursday I had what usually passes for a routine exam. An Angiogram.

When they brought me into the room where the abuse takes place, I should have suspected something by the evidence of the blood spots I saw on the floor. Evidence being quickly cleaned away but alas not in time for my eagle eye to focus on.

Coronary angiography is performed with the use of local anesthesia and intravenous sedation, and is generally not significantly uncomfortable.

Yeah well let me tell you something.  Not this time.  I’ve been through it before with little if any problems.  Not comfortable of course and you have all these nurses (not male) doing stuff but you aren’t interested perhaps for the first time in your life. 

In performing a coronary angiogram, a doctor inserts a small catheter (a thin hollow tube with a diameter of 2-3 mm) through the skin into an artery in either the groin or the arm.
Guided with the assistance of a fluoroscope (a special x-ray viewing instrument), the catheter is then advanced to the opening of the coronary arteries (the blood vessels supplying blood to the heart).
Next, a small amount of radiographic contrast (a solution containing iodine, which is easily visualized with X-ray images) is injected into each coronary artery. The images that are produced are called the angiogram.
The procedure takes approximately 20-30 minutes.

Mine took considerably longer as torture was involved and oh btw, that needle is inserted where the leg and groin meet. Or thereabouts.
I ended up needing sedation. The first time I’ve ever required that for this procedure.
My groin and leg aren’t white these days but have taken on the appearance of technicolor with all shades of pretty (ugly) purple, pink,red and violet and a few colors I can’t identify.

I haven’t the linguistic ability to describe how much that hurt.  So OUCH will have to suffice.  But there’s something worse. Oh, you thought that was all?
What more could there be?  Well it still aches but ...

Try humiliation for starters.  You’re a male and there’s all these women like maybe as many as six or seven, all witness to your weakness.  And you’re an American so now national pride enters this ugly picture as all these foreigners see you and have to sedate you. That’s worse than the pain you felt because the guy (a technician, NOT the Cardiologist) didn’t wait long enough or administer enough of the medication that is intended to numb the area of injection.

A few of those nurses were really cute by the way. 

Oh, one more and final thing.

They are calling me back sometime in the next month because they couldn’t get a full picture of one side. So they’re going to do a different test.
Oh yeah?

Not if it involves needles and good looking nurses.

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an inquest into a cause of death? we know the cause, get on with the hanging.

I looked up the word ‘INQUEST’ this morning, and this is what I found.

noun
1. a legal or judicial inquiry, usually before a jury, especially an investigation made by a coroner into the cause of a death.

2. the body of people appointed to hold such an inquiry, especially a coroner’s jury.

3. the decision or finding based on such inquiry.

4. an investigation or examination.

You wouldn’t think I’d have need to look up a word so damn obvious as to the meaning.
I mean to say, simply the word ‘inquest’ alone translates as inquiry.  Or so it has always done to me.  So why I wondered reading a blurb in the morning paper, is there any need for an inquest into the stabbing death of that unfortunate young girl of 16, on a bus in Birmingham recently?
Just what is there left to “investigate?”
She was murdered at random, by a vicious miserable piece of black filth who by all rights should be stabbed himself, so that he could experience the feeling personally, and then lynched, cut down and hung again till graveyard dead.  None of this stupid treat him human BS, as if he is one.

I have read that the Saudis are to end executions by beheading their criminals.
Shame that. They will see their crime rate increase no doubt.
Two reasons are given for the decision to make that mistake.  The opinions apparently of other countries and their civil rights industries making noise, but mostly I read that there is an acute shortage of swordsmen who are knowledgeable in carrying out the task.

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   Tuesday - February 26, 2013

just a personal note and another bizarre example of the kiddies in charge

As most of our regulars here know, my wife has not been in the very best of health for some time, and I’ve been caring for her.  She is not confined in any way except for the pain that restricts where she goes and how she moves.  So it’s been a nerve wracking experience for us both, and at the moment I’m a bit less than I want to be health wise myself.  Although in truth far better than she is.  She can drive short distances, which is pretty scary cos all the damn pills she is on do have an adverse affect.  Never really great at judging distance, she’s all the worse now; but heaven forbid you warn her of an approaching car she is determined to pull in front of.  I was certain it was curtains earlier today.  A bit misty, some drizzle, bone chilling cold.  So there we were at a stop, getting ready to turn onto another road. A car coming from our right with lights on, not that far from us but I admit not right on top of us either, and she decides she can go, then hesitates and then decides to pull out onto the road.  But this time that car is now pretty damn close and I had to shout at her to get her to stop.  She did and so I’m here to tell about it.  Whew. 

With all the meds the wife is on, you would think she’d be on a perpetual high. But no.  She is one of those people, and there are a few, who are “resistant” to medications.  So she’s loaded on the damn stuff but it’s doing F***all with regard to pain.  In the next few months I want to get her back home to see docs there.  Something ain’t right and there’s no help here that I can see.
So meanwhile I’m the one who hears, when she isn’t aware of it, the groans and moans when a spasm hits her.  Which is too often.
Unfortunately, she gave up her Medicare last year in order to save the money, since after all we are living here and not in the USA. Not the best idea we could have come up with.  I say “we” because I didn’t argue against it.  I just allowed it to happen when I could have done otherwise. So yeah.  “We” is correct.
And pretty damn short sighted “we” were.

Now as for meself.  There are times over the last few weeks when it’s been very difficult sitting at a puter and too often not feeling up to much.  Sometime so tired I fall asleep at the keyboard. And I’m not on near the meds my wife is.  I have other issues, hope to resolve some as tests are scheduled next month.
But it’s on and off difficult and so I’ll do what I can while I can.  Hate to let the side down.  Feelings of guilt I think I trace back to grandad who preached that there weren’t any excuses for time off for anything and even being dead didn’t count.  He’d expect you back at the job right after your funeral.

He’d ask if you were bleeding if you said you didn’t feel well and couldn’t go to work.  If you weren’t bleeding, he said there wasn’t anything wrong with you.
He had a very slight European accent and he’d say, “If it don’t come blood, it don’t hurt.”
So I really do have feelings of some guilt when I miss posting here.  Unfortunately for now however, there will be a day or so I’m gonna miss, and some days posts won’t be very many.

Like today.  There are three stories I want to share. I don’t like to cos it’s so much of the same old thing. But I just feel compelled because I want folks to know just what is going on here. Yeah I know you already know.  But it really isn’t exactly like preaching to the choir.  Not exactly.  It’s that when I run across a story like that which follows, I feel compelled to share that exact insanity.  I would guess that quite a few reading this will want to share it also. It’s sort of like a car wreck.  People just can’t help stopping and looking. 

See for yourself.  Is something badly off the rails here er what?

Head teacher and five staff suspended for locking a knife-wielding nine-year-old pupil in the ‘naughty cupboard’

Child carried blade taken from the kitchen at Revoe Primary in Blackpool

He was disarmed and put in a lockable ‘naughty cupboard’ to calm down

Staff suspended and police investigating false imprisonment

By Martin Robinson

Fury has erupted at a small primary school because its headteacher and five others have been suspended after they disarmed a knife-wielding child and shut him in a ‘naughty cupboard’.

Teachers placed the nine-year-old in a lockable room after he terrorised staff and fellow pupils with a blade he took from the kitchen at Revoe Primary School in Blackpool.

But police have been called in to investigate allegations of false imprisonment and the six staff, including the head, have been banned from returning because the boy’s parents complained.

The pupil had taken the knife from the kitchen area and was confronted by head Cath Woodall on a school corridor.

She blocked the boy’s path through the school and he started to kick out at her.

Other senior members of staff at the town centre school then put the boy in a Home Office approved hold.

He was placed in the small room with a glass window to try and calm him down.

However, a complaint has been made and the local education authority called in police to investigate.

THE REST CAN BE READ HERE

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   Wednesday - January 30, 2013

Hi. I’m still here…

Drew emailed me to see if I was still alive. Yes I am. Between school and job search I’ve been busy. I got a grant through the VA and am pursuing certification in IT. I will try posting a little more, if only a few chess problems.

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   Friday - January 11, 2013

just an observation

Crivens ... is this for real?

Happen to see a small article with ref. to Exec. Action on guns. Not a new story but what caught my eye was the following comment by Joe Biden.
Whatever you think of the man, he’s natural comic.  He might not have planned it that way but ... he is quoted as calling for tighter background checks for people buying guns ....  AND .....  here’s where the comic comes alive.

“Much tighter restrictions on access to guns for .....

The Mentally Ill.” Huh? 

So, does that mean restrictions can be made tighter for them, but they can still buy a gun?

I’m just passing on what I saw.

Meanwhile in other news to piss off the Brits. 

I already mentioned that guy whose name I already forgot, who came from DC to tell the Brits not to hold a referendum on the EU.
Well, as you’ll imagine not many Brits are happy with us over that but to make things even worser (giggle) and no offense intended as I’m married to a Brit,

Now the Germans have sent someone here and they too are lecturing the Brits about the advantages and joys of membership in the EU, and cautioning the Brits about leaving.

Brits are definitely not well pleased.  Some are desperately searching for another Churchill but alas, the last two generations have not produced a leader of that stature or brilliance, nor the population who might appreciate him.

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It's been a long strange trip without you Skipper, but thanks for pointing us in the right direction and giving us a swift kick in the behind to get us going. Keep lookin' down on us, will ya? Thanks.

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