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  • Aoraki/Mount Cook is the highest mountain in New Zealand, reaching a height of .

  • Mount Cook (or Boundary Peak 182) is a high peak on the Yukon Territory-Alaska border, in the Saint Elias Mountains of North America. It is approximately 15 miles southwest of Mount Vancouver and 35 miles east-southeast of Mount Saint Elias.





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  • Used in discussing the significance of something that is the case

  • (fact) an event known to have happened or something known to have existed; "your fears have no basis in fact"; "how much of the story is fact and how much fiction is hard to tell"

  • (fact) a piece of information about circumstances that exist or events that have occurred; "first you must collect all the facts of the case"

  • A piece of information used as evidence or as part of a report or news article

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BARACK OWNS UP......TELLS THE GUYS THE TRUTH




BARACK OWNS UP......TELLS THE GUYS THE TRUTH





Barack Obama's Day Off
By J. Robert Smith
So is it “Bueller, Bueller” or “Obama, Obama?”

It's turning out that Barack Obama isn't just the nation's 44th president. Mr. Obama is also the nation's first Ferris Bueller president, whose day off started on January 20 last year and runs through the same day in 2013. But Mr. Obama's hijinx aren't nearly as amusing as Ferris Bueller's. In fact, Mr. Obama's class-cutting and shenanigans are doing a lot of harm to the country. The Obama presidency, unlike Ferris Bueller's Day Off, isn't going to end so happily.


Evidence of latent Buellerism in the person of Barack Obama abounds. Take more recently the Gulf oil spill. As the gooey stuff belched to the ocean surface, as it spread in ever-widening reddish-brown circles, as it threatened coastlines and bayous, Mr. Obama showed no sense of urgency. We're left scratching our heads over how Mr. Obama could be shooting hoops and golfing and flitting about when plenty of ground time in Louisiana and along the Gulf Coast was called for. Only now, with mounting political heat, is Mr. Obama jetting to the Pelican State to engage Cajuns, Creoles, and just about everybody else. Mr. Obama's detachment is curious, given that he was one of the chorus who castigated George W. Bush for his alleged inaction in the aftermath of Katrina.


We're learning -- for those of us, like James Carville, who need the learning -- that Barack Obama is a heckuva talker. But he isn't much for walking the walk. President Obama wears lofty like a finely tailored suit. Gritty -- as in the down-and-dirty of everyday governance -- is for Mr. Obama like a cheap pair of off-the-rack trousers: He wouldn't be caught dead in them.


To be fair to Ferris Bueller, as played by Matthew Broderick, Bueller wasn't highfalutin. He was a combination Goodtime Charley and imp with a pinch of rogue. Bueller had "American" written all over him. Mr. Obama increasingly has "effete" -- as in Western European effete -- written all over him. Sloppy sandwiches and BBQ are for Candidate Obama. President Obama likes nights out with Michelle in Manhattan, transportation compliments of taxpayers.


More evidence of Mr. Obama's Buellerism: His use -- or abuse -- of the nation's credit cards. Mr. Obama's spending rampage in less than eighteen months would make any shopaholic blush. Even Ferris Bueller might have paused before ruining his mom's and dad's credit ratings. But not President Obama -- the nation's solvency and credit ratings be damned.


In an orgy of Boomer indulgence, Barack Obama is out-debting and out-deficiting every chief executive since George Washington -- no kidding. It's not just a bromide that if Mr. Obama's borrowing and spending aren't stopped soon, our kids and grandkids will curse the day Boomers and Xers were born -- born to grow up and dump mountains of debt on them. Either Boomers and Xers make a real fight for fiscal sanity, or they'll be tagged forevermore with the "Worst Generations" moniker. No future Reagan will stand over their graves eulogizing them for their courage and sacrifices.


In Mr. Obama there's a certain Buellerian disdain for authority, a disdain for the successful established order of things. It's there in Mr. Obama's face and eyes; they aren't jaunty like FDR's or affable like Reagan's. Mr. Obama's visage is often dour. His eyes betray a hint of anger and grudge.


The Obama tenure has been one big trashing of America. Barack Obama is the incarnation of the left's long-desired revenge for Reagan's successful presidency. Free markets work -- make them less free. Health care needs fixes, yes, but a drastic overhaul leading to government control? Not on your life (and it may be on your life). Lower taxes incentivize productivity and risk -- so kick up taxes, even for the middle class. And if you really want to bludgeon free enterprise into submission, hammer it with cap-and-trade laws. Mr. Obama and the Democratic Congress are cooking up cap-and-trade legislation now.


As to American exceptionalism, Mr. Obama has been no less disdainful. The Bow and Scrape Tour that started Mr. Obama's presidency was designed to show world leaders -- including the rakes and rogues -- that the U.S. was quite willing and capable of coming to heel. America, henceforth, would be collegial with Kim Jong-il, Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, Vladimir Putin, Hugo Chavez, China's dictators, and the nefarious and corrupt crowd at the United Nations. The U.S., according to Mr. Obama's lights, is about as exceptional as the Congo or Moldova.


The world, though, is a pretty scary street corner. Mr. Obama's chumminess and groveling seems to be earning him only contempt, at least judging from the reactions of Ahmadinejad and Kim Jong-il. Building a village isn't of interest to the mullahs and Ahmadinejad; building nuclear weapons is. The dotty Kim Jong-il rattles sabers and sinks a South Korean warship. Neighborliness and











Greymouth [Explore 2011-08-09 #235]




Greymouth [Explore 2011-08-09 #235]





Beautiful sunset on the beach of Greymouth, West Coast, South Island, New Zealand.

Greymouth (Maori: Mawhera) is the largest town in the West Coast region in the South Island of New Zealand, and the seat of the Grey District Council. The population of the whole Grey District is 13,850, which accounts for 42% of the West Coast's inhabitants. The Greymouth urban area had an estimated population of 10,000 (June 2010 estimates). The District Council expects growth of 1.5% per year between 2006 and 2016.

The town is located at the mouth of the Grey River, on a narrow coastal plain close to the foot of the Southern Alps. In clear weather, Aoraki/Mount Cook can be clearly seen to the south from near the town. The mouth of the river divides the town into three areas: Blaketown, close to the river's mouth on the south bank; Karoro, to the southeast, separated from Blaketown by a series of small estuarine lakes; and Cobden, formerly a separate town, on the river's north bank.

Greymouth is on State Highway 6, which connects it with Hokitika in the south and Westport in the north. It also stands at the terminus of State Highway 7, which runs through Dobson and Reefton, eventually reaching North Canterbury and its junction with State Highway 1 at Waipara (55 km north of Christchurch) via Lewis Pass.Highway 73 is accessed just 20 kilometers south of Greymouth, which is the most direct route to or from Christchurch. The town is also the western terminus of the Midland line from Christchurch. Large coal trains often operate from Greymouth on this line to Christchurch. The famous TranzAlpine train also terminates at Greymouth.

Maori had lived in Greymouth for considerable time before European settlement, and called the area Mawhera (for 'wide spread river mouth', still an alternative name for the Grey River). The first European to visit the site of what is now Greymouth was Thomas Brunner in 1846. Brunner discovered coal in the Grey valley, and several places in the region (notably the town of Brunner and Lake Brunner) bear his name. Brunner himself named the Grey River after prominent 19th century New Zealand politician Sir George Grey. Together with gold, coal mining was a major impetus in the town's early European history.

From 1853 until the abolition of provinces in 1876, Greymouth was first part of Canterbury Province (the West Coast part of the Province was known as West Canterbury) and then part of an independent Westland Province. However Cobden, on the north (or right) bank of the Grey River was a part of Nelson Province from 1853 to 1876. At one point in this period Greymouth tried to join Nelson Province but this movement was ultimately unsuccessful.


Greymouth has a history of coal and gold mining. When the mining industry started to decline, forestry became a new staple industry. Fishing has long been important to the town, despite the fact that the entrance to the Grey River has two notoriously dangerous sandbars; an inner and outer bar.

Greymouth also has an historic World War II gun emplacement at Cobden. The Grey District Council destroyed part of this site, without consultation, in 2007 to make way for a sewer line.

On 10 March 2005, a major tornado, which started as a waterspout, made landfall in Blaketown, a suburb of Greymouth. It quickly moved through the town passing just south of the main town centre. The tornado was one of the largest reported in recent history in the West Coast region and caused millions of dollars in damage and injured several people.

On 19 November 2010, there was an explosion at the Pike River Mine, trapping 29 miners. Attempts to rescue the trapped miners were repeatedly delayed due to high levels of methane gas until a second explosion on the 24th November was believed to dash all hope of survival for the miners.
[Source: Wikipedia]

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