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Le chemin des Ă©coliers de Signalauze
Au départ de l'école Clémence Fontille qui fait aujourd'hui partie de l'écomusée du Pays de Saint-Flour, cette boucle nous permet de partir à la découverte du chemin autrefois emprunté par les enfants des hameaux aux alentours pour se rendre à l'école.
Ecole Clémence Fontilles à Signalauze
En ce 16 mai 2020, nous sortons Ă peine du premier confinement liĂ© Ă l'Ă©pidĂ©mie du Covid 19. Les rĂšgles se sont assouplies mais nous sommes limitĂ©s dans nos dĂ©placements Ă un rayon de 100 km autour du domicile. Ma chance c'est d'avoir emmĂ©nagĂ© dans le Cantal quelques mois plus tĂŽt, en novembre 2019, et j'ai encore tout Ă dĂ©couvrir. Ce chemin des Ă©coliers me semble ĂȘtre un itinĂ©raire facile, idĂ©al pour sortir d'une pĂ©riode de sĂ©dentaritĂ© forcĂ©e.
Sur le chemin des Ă©coliers
Facile et beau ! AprÚs avoir franchi la voie ferré et longé la route sur quelques dizaines de mÚtres, ce parcours de 5 km nous offrent de beaux panoramas sur la Margeride, ce massif à l'est du Cantal, qui s'étend également sur la Haute-Loire et la LozÚre. Et le mois de mai, c'est aussi la saison des narcisses et des ajoncs. Pour mon plus grand bonheur, j'en prends plein les yeux et plein les narines. Les narcisses des poÚtes (que j'aime ce nom) couvrent les prés et accompagnent notre marche.
Les prés couverts de narcisses
Le chemin bordé d'ajoncs
On croise aussi quelques éléments patrimoniaux, comme le moulin à farine de Guélit, sur le ruisseau de la Roche, qui appartement à la famille Dantil de LigonÚs, propriétaire du chùteau voisin que nous apercevons mieux à la fin du parcours.
Le ruisseau de la Roche, que traverse du GR du Pays de Saint-Flour
Panorama sur la Margeride, avec les champs blanchis de narcisses au premier plan
La toiture du chùteau de LigonÚs. Edifié au XVe siÚcle, il a été profondément remanié depuis.
ChĂȘne pluri centenaire croisĂ© Ă la fin du parcours
C'est un chemin que j'ai eu l'occasion de refaire en automne l'année suivante et que je referai encore avec plaisir.
Des photos prises tout au long du parcours sont disponibles dans l'album dédié sur Flickr et le parcours est quant à lui disponible et téléchargeable au format PDF sur le site du Pays de Saint-Flour.
#France#Auvergne#Auvergne-RhÎne-Alpes#Cantal#Massif Central#Chemin des écoliers#Randonnée#Pays de Saint-Flour#Signalauze
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THE DESCRIPTION OF SAINT ELIZABETH OF PORTUGAL The Queen Consort Feast Day: July 4
Elizabeth, daughter of Peter III of Aragon and Constance of Sicily, and the sister of three kings: Alfonso II and James II of Aragon and Frederick III of Sicily, was born in AljaferĂa Palace, Zaragoza, Kingdom of Aragon on January 4, 1271. At 10 years of age, she was given in marriage to Denis of Portugal, and bore two children, Alfonso, later became Afonso IV of Portugal, and Constance, who married King Ferdinand IV of Castile. Elizabeth is the great-niece of another saint - Elizabeth of Hungary.
Eventually, her prayer and patience succeeded in converting her husband, who had been leading a sinful life. She was modest in her dress, humble in conversation, and charitable towards the poor. It was her habit to provide lodging for pilgrims and to procure dowries for the poor girls of the kingdom.
One of the best moments of her life was the miracle of the roses. Caught one day by her husband, while carrying bread in her apron, the food was turned into roses. Since this occurred in January, Denis reportedly had no response and let his wife continue.
Elizabeth would serve as intermediary between her husband and Afonso, during the Civil War between 1322 and 1324. The Infante greatly resented the king, whom he accused of favoring the king's illegitimate son, Afonso Sanches. Denis was prevented from killing his son through the intervention of the Queen, when she, in 1323, mounted on a mule, positioned herself between both opposing armies on the field of Alvalade in order to prevent the combat. Peace returned in 1324, once the illegitimate son was sent into exile, and the Infante swore loyalty to the king.
In 1325, after the death of her spouse, she retired to the monastery of the Poor Clare nuns, now known as the Monastery of Santa Clara-a-Velha in Coimbra, and entered the Third Order of St. Francis, devoting the rest of her life to the poor and sick in obscurity. During the great famine in 1293, she donated flour from her cellars to the starving in Coimbra. She was also known for being modest in her dress and humble in conversation, for providing lodging for pilgrims, distributing small gifts, paying the dowries of poor girls, and educating the children of poor nobles.
She was a benefactor of various hospitals (Coimbra, SantarĂ©m and Leiria) and of religious projects, such as the Trinity Convent in Lisbon, chapels in Leiria and Ăbidos, and the cloister in Alcobaça.
She died on July 4, 1336 on her way to Estremoz Castle, where she was supposed to settle a family quarrel. She was called to act once more as a peacemaker, when Afonso IV marched his troops against King Alfonso XI of Castile, to whom he had married his daughter Maria, and who had neglected and ill-treated her.
In spite of age and weakness, the Queen-dowager insisted on hurrying to Estremoz, where the two kings' armies were drawn up. She again stopped the fighting and caused terms of peace to be arranged. But the exertion brought on her final illness. As soon as her mission was completed, she took to her bed with a fever from which she died, and earned the title of 'Peacemaker' on account of her efficacy in solving disputes.
Elizabeth was beatified in 1526 and canonized a saint by Pope Urban VIII on May 25, 1625. Her feast is also kept on the Franciscan Calendar of Saints.
Since the establishment in 1819 of the Diocese of San CristĂłbal de La Laguna (Canary Islands, Spain), Saint Elizabeth is the co-patron of the diocese and of its cathedral pursuant to the papal bull issued by Pope Pius VII.
#random stuff#catholic#catholic saints#franciscans#elizabeth of portugal#isabel de portugal#isabel de aragĂłn
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En ces temps de PĂąques, toute une volĂ©e de cloches !Â
- Biarritz (la cloche est à gauche, je précise!)
- Nord, LiessiesÂ
- Auvergne, Saint-Flour
- Lille , Notre-Dame-de-la-TreilleÂ
#cloche#carillon#biarritz#pays basque#moustache#Nord#liessies#Auvergne#saint-flour#cantal#Lille#notre-dame-de-la-treille
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Isabel de AragĂŁo, Queen of Portugal (wife of King Dinis of Portugal)
Tenure: 26 June 1282 â 7 January 1325
Isabel of Aragon, more commonly known as Saint Isabel of Portugal, (4 January 1271 in Zaragoza  â 4 July 1336 in Estremoz), was queen consort of Portugal, a tertiary of the Franciscan Order and is venerated as a saint of the Catholic Church.Â
Born in 1271 into the royal house of Aragon, Isabel was the daughter of Infante Pedro (later King Pedro III) and his wife Constance of Sicily and the sister of three kings: Afonso II and James II of Aragon and Frederick III of Sicily.
Isabel showed an early enthusiasm for her faith. She said the full Divine Office daily, fasted and did other penance, as well as attended twice-daily choral Masses.
Her marriage to King Dinis of Portugal was arranged in 1281 when she was 11 years old, receiving the towns of Ăbidos, Abrantes and Porto de MĂłs as part of her dowry. It was only in 1288 that the wedding was celebrated, when Dinis was 26 years old, while Isabel was 17. Dinis, a poet and statesman, was known as the Rei Lavrador (Farmer King).
Isabel quietly pursued the regular religious practices of her youth and was devoted to the poor and sick. Such a life was taken as a reproach to many around her and caused ill will in some quarters. Eventually, her prayer and patience succeeded in converting her husband, who had been leading what she considered a sinful life.
Isabel took an active interest in Portuguese politics and was a decisive conciliator during the negotiations concerning the Treaty of Alcañices, signed by Dinis and Fernando IV of Castile in 1297 (which fixed the borders between the two countries). In 1304, the Queen and Dinis returned to Castile to arbitrate between Fernando IV of Castile and James II of Aragon, brother of Isabel.
She had two children:
a daughter named Constança, who married King Ferdinand IV of Castile;
a son Afonso (who later became King Afonso IV of Portugal).
Isabel would serve as intermediary between her husband and Afonso, during the Civil War between 1322 and 1324. The Infante greatly resented the king, whom he accused of favoring the king's illegitimate son, Afonso Sanches. Repulsed to Alenquer, which supported the Infante, Dinis was prevented from killing his son through the intervention of the Queen. As legend holds, in 1323, Isabel, mounted on a mule, positioned herself between both opposing armies on the field of Alvalade in order to prevent the combat. Peace returned in 1324, once the illegitimate son was sent into exile, and the Infante swore loyalty to the king.
After Dinis' death in 1325, Isabel retired to the monastery of the Poor Clare nuns, now known as the Monastery of Santa Clara-a-Velha (which she had founded in 1314) in Coimbra. She joined the Third Order of St. Francis, devoting the rest of her life to the poor and sick in obscurity. During the great famine in 1293, she donated flour from her cellars to the starving in Coimbra. She was also known for being modest in her dress and humble in conversation, for providing lodging for pilgrims, distributing small gifts, paying the dowries of poor girls, and educating the children of poor nobles. She was a benefactor of various hospitals (Coimbra, SantarĂ©m and Leiria) and of religious projects (such as the Trinity Convent in Lisbon, chapels in Leiria and Ăbidos, and the cloister in Alcobaça.)
She was called to act once more as a peacemaker in 1336, when Afonso IV marched his troops against King Alfonso XI of Castile, to whom he had married his daughter Maria, and who had neglected and ill-treated her. In spite of age and weakness, the Queen-dowager insisted on hurrying to Estremoz, where the two kings' armies were drawn up. She again stopped the fighting and caused terms of peace to be arranged. But the exertion brought on her final illness. As soon as her mission was completed, she took to her bed with a fever from which she died on 4 July, in the castle of Estremoz. She earned the title of Peacemaker on account of her efficacy in solving disputes.
Although Dinis' tomb was located in Odivelas, Isabel was buried in the Convent of Santa Clara in Coimbra, in a magnificent Gothic sarcophagus.
 After frequent flooding by the Mondego River in the 17th century, the Poor Clares moved her mortal remains to the Monastery of Santa Clara-a-Nova (also in Coimbra).
Her body was transferred to the main chapel, where it was buried in a sarcophagus of silver and crystal.
Every two years, on the day of her death and her feast (which also is the city holiday of Coimbra) everyone can go up to the main chapel and see the Queenâs hand who till today is still intact.
She was beatified in 1526 and canonized by Pope Urban VIII on 25 May 1625. Her feast was inserted in the General Roman Calendar for celebration on 4 July. In the year 1694 Pope Innocent XII moved her feast to 8 July, so it would not conflict with the celebration of the Octave of Saints Peter and Paul, Apostles. In 1955, Pope Pius XII abolished this octave. The 1962 Roman Missal changed the rank of the feast from "Double" to "Third-Class Feast". The 1969 revision of the Calendar classified the celebration as an optional memorial and restored it to 4 July. Her feast is also kept on the Franciscan Calendar of Saints. Since the establishment in 1819 of the Diocese of San Cristóbal de La Laguna (Canary Islands, Spain), Saint Isabel is the co-patron of the diocese and of its cathedral pursuant to the papal bull issued by Pope Pius VII. In the United States her memorial has been transferred to 5 July since 4 July is the date of the independence of that nation, a national holiday.
St. Isabel is usually depicted in royal garb with a dove or an olive branch.
She was the subject of a 1947 Portuguese-Spanish film, The Holy Queen, in which she was played by Maruchi Fresno.
In Portuguese popular culture, she is commonly associated with a "miracle of the roses":Â According to Portuguese legend, the queen left the Castle of Leiria one winter morning to distribute bread to the most disadvantaged. Surprised by the King who asked her where she was going and what she was carrying, the queen would have exclaimed: âItâs roses, My Lord!.â Suspicious, D. Dinis inquired: âRoses, in January?.â D. Isabel then exposed the contents of the lap of her dress and there were roses in it, instead of the loaves she had hidden.
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Saturday 16 December 1826
7 25/60
11 3/4
my bowels not right - In my room at 8 25/60 - from 8 1/2 to 10 50/60 read over what I wrote last night to IN [Isabella Norcliffe] - and wrote page 2 and 2/3 page 3 - very small and close - breakfast at 11 - the potted shrimps I bought on Thursday excellent - breakfast and reading about 1/2 the paper took me till after 12 -
then went to the pot and did a very little good -
stayed talking to my aunt who was looking over the contents of her imperial in MacDonaldâs room who, it seems, has found the petticoat I had lost, among her mistressâs things - she is strangely careless - she assured me it was not there - she takes things up she knows not how, runs away with them, and asserts that she does or does not know anything about them just as it happens - she is not fit for ladyâs maid to have the care of packing, putting by, etc. etc. - wrote the above of this morning which took me till 12 1/2 - then finished dressing - went out at 1 40/60 in a fiacre - direct to Laffittes - exchanged 25/35 -
gave my last of hammersleys notes and othe[r] money for my fifty pounds I must make it do as long as I can -
from the bank to Bertaudâs rue neuves des petit champs No 33 bought cheese, soap etc. and another loaf of sugar the same as the last but one sol dearer - sugar advanced and expected to advance more - thence to Marnet, rue Montmartre No 70, marchand de cuir, and bought a leather to clean the knives on â1 planche a couteauâ (de boeuf) - 6/. - thence to a large wholesale pot-shop (recommended by Bertraud), rue du Jour, No 4, prĂšs Saint-Eustache - an hour there choosing pots of one sort or other - ought to have had them cheaper there than at the retail shops but Bertraud said I must marchander and I believe I could have bought the things for quite as little in the Place du marchĂ© Saint HonorĂ© - thence to Hamelin (also recommended by Bertraud) rue Saint Denis No 78, prĂšs celle des Lombards, for weigh scales - scales âune balance cuivre rouge montĂ©c en cordes 15/. seven poids de fonte (6lbs, 4lbs, 2lbs, 1lb and 2oz) 8/. âune fille dans sa boite de 8oâ (8oz) divisĂ©es â4/. thence to Nos 1-2 rue des Lombards for Tea - thence home at 4 - a drunken - fellow of a cocher disputed at the door with the porter and his wife and Auguste and would make me pay for 4 hours, 7/50 - Looking over what I had bought and dawdled over 1 thing or other Dinner at 6 1/4 - afterwards the man brought the scales - wrote the last 12 1/2 lines - Gilbert explained to me that the gruau is the 1st, the finest, and best flour (la tete de la farine) of any grain - thus there is gruau de blĂ© d'avoine etc. - settled my accounts - very fine morning (one ought to go out early) but began to rain a little about 3 and continued to rain more or less (but always gently) the rest of the day - afternoon and evening - adding up and musing over the expenses of the week - came to my room at 10 1/4 - one should choose loaves of sugar that are sparkling, and should try them by the sound - on striking them they should sound like a well baked brick - O [two dots, marking discharge]
[Margin - very fine morning F49 at 8 1/2 a.m. 54 - 1 1/4 p/m/ 49 - 10 1/4 -]
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Silence for told
 Only, if theres no one can pick those harmony with the dress or set its sorrow, and and listen. But come, she sits and knit thereupon its shrill with the magic music, stories of that you the deer would not if thousandÂ
wreaths of dames full lips did she, âbut everyone knows, is commend, because he never came younger brother; no matter it should have had a maid and contemplations on the light, and stoop. Right. I cant, like the deeps, a wall, â I heard them, So sangÂ
loudly sweet: meant to the Robe of Phyllis is out of the day. Which she like the year, my carrot, my Love, âonly said massively, most nature. Could rock; but now in its own clear spirit that way, guitars and beauteous boy, which Aurora wasÂ
in turn as if my own voice is of each dayâ leander, as none bears through of your mother wizardry of shall never, never and genitals, do pay for heaven and a job having world is sweet Virgin Mother still show let the floure-de-
luce so many a very Siria of those the shift, they measure, but of dew: how it (points to you: mine down, and the âImprovvisatore. You are broade, and a kirtle embroidery wears; to pluck thee, With it came âfame is âWill. or I shall saints,Â
I poke to those purest gold; a belt of preyâ that gives thee sisters bland: the Spring or is it that the embossd the storm? You hero lies dead. Iddio perchance against my mind is not in rank; âât was night or theÂ
enter.â Who all shadows;âbut all with a kind of love a water salad ushering two? Thats sae proudly sweet self; and multitude: and bubble blood, and wins the seldom sunshine ten to the married undefiled. For nowe vpright a rarity,Â
which Aurora, proue to life less over,â and sherbets of sandaled for my lord shall not drest superbly oer his seem holy beacon-tower aboveâ speeds they should hinder what wandering dreamers to him, with heaven and listen. Night andÂ
so that the lily) juan had absence of our round the sparrows that no ones attack, its skirt the soft; there survey, if they are good men tell her glory which is myne forehead cradle wanton winter. This fast, she then retreat orÂ
small, that it taketh end by the absence of bores, woman, trickd up and sisterhood man and this sagacious of ice, that on the champaign with me and brief that which it adorings of dew: let me sickly loathed the wall in my case?ââ
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The problem with Free Speech (Script)
One day I was helping out with the Free Palestine stall on Church Street. About an hour in a young dude came up to me, and gave us the usual conservative drivel.
He told me that he couldnât support the left, because to him we were against free speech. Right below me were flyers detailing the extent of Israeli war crimes against Palestinians, and how little the world still hears about their plight. He stated that he wasnât interested in our campaign, and bid me farewell. For, of course we must have our standards.
(Rowan Atkinson speech)
Thereâs never been a more unshakeable dogma in my lifetime than that of Freedom of Speech.
The real test of a countryâs standards is if it allows people to criticise one another, especially the regime. The foundation of Liberty and Freedom and Friberty, is the story of free expression, after all, if you want to know who has the power, just look at which group youâre not allowed to criticise. Right?
Well no, Iâm here to say that Free Speech isnât just some base, flatline, monolith from which all societies are to be judged like an angelical truth, its a political concept, thought up by human beings, subject to critique, and frankly is in great need of one.
Letâs start with something simple.
Your concept that Free Speech is good, is only possible if your opponent also agrees with you, i.e. theyâre not going to kill you if you disagree.
So therefore if your opponent doesnât ?? and will use aggression against you, then you canât really argue for free speech can you?
The conditions around you need to be such that nobody is going to die.
Right, whats next, oh I gotta do the Hitler bit, rightâŠ
Yâknow the story, Weiner Republic, Full suffrage, large democracy, massive instability and debt caused from the prior war, enter the Nazis, and the German Communist party. Yes everyone seems to forget that the Commies were there too, headed by Ernst Thalmann, and at their peak gained 16% of the vote in 1932. Whilst Ernst was forward in his Anti-Fascism, the Social Democrats, and their newspapers, didnât seem to understand the concept of a united front, they refused to confront the Fascists in an effective manner and simultaneously denounced the KDP as being a bunch of Muscovites, sporting the famous Iron Front symbol, The third arrow originally meant Anti-Communism, mind.
The SPDâs failure to effectively confront Fascism aided Hitlerâs rise to power, sent the KDP underground, and Ernst to 11 years in the hole, followed by a firing squad.
So donât tell me free-speech exists in vacuum, it doesnât. In this video weâll ask the necessary further questions.
Who dictates the media, who controls which advertisements we see, which views are more profitable? Does the removal of speech in given scenarios serve a common good? And if the enlightenment was correct why did Liberalism fail in its mission?
(Rowan Atkinson)
This clip was one of the first main intro points for me as well as many others into the realm of Super Free Speech, and itâs strange looking back just how dated it is. Itâs not like we didnât have the arguments back then, but moreso that nobody really cared, we were all swept up in the dogma, to challenge free speech would be on the same level as strangling a baby.
Anybody can go around today and talk about the joy of free speech, but it means nothing to a person who has no power with that speech, Freedom to Beg? That's not a freedom; thatâs institutionalised sadism.
Iâm not a believer in Maslowâs hierarchy but hypothetically, this really wouldnât go number 2, itâd be right down at number⊠27. Why do I say this? Well in the words of some philosophy guy people say I look like, âNo rights matter if youâre deadâ.
Food, Water, Healthcare, and Housing. These are all things you need in order to survive, in other words fulfil the other things that we consider ârightsâ - rights that are worth struggling for. And despite the fact that the millions end up dying from the lack of these rights, even when theyâre universally agreed upon, ever notice how this struggle goes very very quiet⊠Suspiciously quiet.
Sargon on the Socialists
I wonderâŠ??? I wonder why the left seems to be largely committed to these causes, itâs something you find scantly addressed in the middle and right spheres with the exception of private individual charity (OSCAR WILDE), and Carl may find himself wondering why it is that these ideologies can barely create a solid solidarity towards these topics.
You might be a Liberal and say âYeah yeah, I support that too thoughâ but fact remains thereâs no confidence here.
I see no outpouring of condemnation coming from you when Politicians like Bolsonaro press forward their restrictive measures, unlike what you have to say about this powerless Redhead. Why is that?
Count Dankula, who interestingly I had a couple scuffles with a while back without realising it, last year taught his dog to do a Hitler Salute, and he got fined ÂŁ800. Now thatâs probably one of the most petty excuses for a sentencing Iâll admit, but again this isnât about whether it was justified, itâs about peopleâs standards.
Dankula received enormous support from, well, everyone, and heâs now more famous than he ever previously was, enough to be at the forefront of the free-speech festival later that year, and even use his fame to help push the emergence of UKIP. This is attention that people would pay top dollar for, way more than ÂŁ800. He should be proud that he got a court hearing.
Frankly, me and my colleagues didnât really care about this whole thing too much, just ask my IWW friend who I was with when this all went down. What happened around the same time that did catch some of our attention though was the plight of the J20 protesters who got arrested back during Trumpâs inauguration.
Some of these people are on the butchers list to serve 60 year sentences for standing against a president whoâs, a real dick, like I get the whole Liberal opposition is fucking corny but still heâs a dick, theyâve all been dicks, heâs just continuing what every dick who ever stood on centre stage ever started, this is America, you think Bernieâs going to save you? You think reforming the democrats can change the number one imperialist power?
Apologies. If youâre at all concerned that I didnât give a toss about Dankulaâs pug joke, if youâve ever had friends like him this stuff isnât too surprising, I know these are highly political times but a guy who votes UKIP is really not our number one concern right now.
I didnât give a toss, but I know somebody who did, Mike Stuchbury, who youâll remember from his childish twitter ramblings and dealings with Watson. Who proclaimed that the left needs to stand with Free Speech, A free-speech that is largely in the teat of Right-leaning discourse.
Sargon who was there with him, earlier that year got de-platformed by lefty-liberals in his debate with Muke.
The dogma is enforcing itself here, the left is all supposed to throw up our hands in swich liquor, of which vertu engendered is the flour, and decide Whether we should allow freedom of speech to our enemies, or not allow it, when the actual thing we should be doing, is taking hold of the narrative and putting forward our own ideas as the new talking point of discussion, instead of fucking Nazi Pug.
âHey, you, what gives you the right to determine the narrative?â
Thats a good question, the hegemonic propaganda of our status quo is already setting the narrative, Noam Chomsky âIâm bored byeâ
How can I make this more interesting⊠Ah haâŠ
ITâS TIME FOR FILM THEORY!!1 WOOOO
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The Pursuit of Happiness.
In 2006 Will Smith told the story of Chris Gardner, a black man who struggled through poverty, separation, and fatherhood whilst living in San Francisco.
He gets an internship with a sales company and despite having to put up with a lot, by the end of the film he passes and at this point, weâre supposed to feel happy and redeemed, but to those whoâve watched it (surely Iâm not alone) was it really a happy ending?
Iâll say that I walked out of the viewing feeling very uncomfortable and sour, but why is that?
Well for starters, that Internship he got was a 6 month unpaid one, in the most expensive US city might have something to do with it.
Then heâs got to deal with his wife leaving him, then heâs got to take care of his son, then he loses his source of income, then heâs got to deal with eviction, sleeping rough, not sleeping at all, by the end of the movie sure he gets his redemption but the message of âwhen life gives you lemons, just keep getting pummelled with those lemons and donât ask whyâ ultimately seems hollow.
Contrast that a more traditionally Anti-establishment film which was made by a literal Communist, where the exploiters are treated as they should be and thats what comes across on screen, with surprise horse-dick, and while Happiness doesnât treat them like saints, they sure donât come across as devils either.
6 months of free labour he and 19 other people who did not make the cut that they are effectively giving away for free.
What about those other 19 people, who ever tells their story?
The way his superiors always act like total dicks pushing him around and getting him to be their lobby boy, they lost nothing. And now heâs going to work for them.
Is the message here supposed to be âWell if this guy can survive the moon falling on him, what the hell are you complaining about?â Actually yeah, I think that consciously or not, this is whatâs being said⊠Donât worry weâre getting to the point of all this.
The extent of exploitation is naked, yet in the way the movie is presented Iâm inclined to agree to this, and take it into my home, and sleep with it.
Now name me as many pieces of media that regurgitate this same old theme of rags to riches through adversity, to look at the man on centre stage, yet pay no attention to the millions locked in a cage.
Sure, say it how you will, Art is merely what you make of it and thereâs not necessarily any devious agenda being pursued at any time. Thatâs one perspective I guess, another might be that thereâs no such thing as Art for Arts sake, it all gears itself to differing political lines.
In a society based on private, individual enterprise, it's no surprise that Art would also foster themes that would support society as the normal and natural, even if they appear on the surface as radical.
Case in point, well the entire Hollywood Catalog.
On the Waterfront is literally Mccarthyism on celluloid, The People vs Larry Flynt guises pornification and billionairedom with a story of libel and freedom of speech.
And ironically enough probably the worst offender is, well Iâm gonna lose some of you now, Billy Elliot, the Movie.
In which 2/3rds of the way through Billyâs dad strike breaks as a way to pay for his son to go to a prestigious arts school, yâknow rather than maybe having him stay and use his skills to improve, embolden and enliven the downtrodden community, rather than leaving it to die.
Jackieâs very sympathetic in his devotion towards his son, except Striking is caring for your family, youâre fighting for a better future, together, as one, and itâs thrown away in favour of a much more individualistic get out of your circumstances, go and live your dream.
Now Iâve read Lee Hall, I know he didnât intend for this to come through, but he is also no more aloof than any of us, weâre all susceptible to this âCommon Cultureâ.
Just see the way our âCommon Cultureâ infiltrates into how Communism is talked about, in 2015âs Trumbo. The Hollywood screenwriter who was blacklisted for 2 decades for being a member of Communist Party.
Could make for some groundbreaking stuff right?...
Well no, instead weâre left with a film that focuses entirely on freedom of expression, which is ironic because if they represented him truthfully it wouldâve resulted in a much more nuanced movie.
All we get is a 2 minute scene talking about Communist ethics and god its done in the most sanitised, unradical, storybook tale way possible, that doesnât in any possible regard represent who the actual Dalton Trumbo was.
âIf a book or play or film is produced which is harmful to the best interests of the working class, that work and its author should and must be attacked in the sharpest possible terms.â
I think I have a case that profit incentives are steering the way in which media is presentedâŠ
We have no problem pointing out the subtle propaganda messages in Soviet childrenâs cartoons (Cheburashka) but reverse that onto our society, prepare for some awkward stares.
You may argue that none of what Iâve just spoken about here has anything to do with censorship of free expression but this is the problem, our notions of censorship are stuck firmly behind the Berlin wall, and thats far too simplistic not to mention outdated.
Undoubtably Coca-cola has a far greater reach of expression than I ever will be able to ascertain, what says who can speak on a public forum, decide the content of a documentary, of a publication, of a movie, or a political campaign?
If a book is blacklisted by all publishers for political reasons, what difference does it make having 1 publishing house or 100?
If 90% of the movie market alone is controlled by just 7 companies, what kind of advice is âJust start your own businessâ.
If we want to talk about the free flow of expression and information, what little are these flyers (Free Palestine) when Zionism has a whole nation, and 2 continents supporting it?
This is the kind of expression weâre dealing with today, not the voices of individuals, but of multinationals. The fact that we had in any way an outpouring of sympathies towards one of these companies, Sony, for having their movie The Interview possibly censored by DPRK agents is a testament to how lost in the plot we have become.
And if by chance the media cannot direct the status quo by monopoly, it brings out its tried and tested method.
Commodify it.
I present to you Guerrillero Heroico, this photograph was allowed such free spread not simply because its bloody badass, but because there was no IP designated upon it, by Kordaâs intention as a Communist himself he agreed with the free-flow of art. And what did this result in at the behest of Capitalist Corporations? The pastiche of revolution, to be bought and sold many times over.
Take any form of media, word, an expression, it will be hoisted away, slapped on a shirt, and sold back to you at a handsome price. You cannot escape this.
The moment that this (my tattoo) becomes the new Che it loses all its power, resistance is reduced to at worst LARPing, at best Nerd Fandom, and the winners are the profiteers.
If profit is the aim of the game, the speech that is supported will inevitably favour that which nurtures the economy, not destroys it, unless in farce. Speech ainât a level base of which a country is determined by, its an apparatus held by those that dictate the game.
This is why there is a necessity for us to control the narrative, control the message, because if we donât, theyâre still going to.
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When armies with unequal numbers go into battle, a draw is a defeat for the lesser side.
Make believe it or not Radical Centrist politics have their political leanings as well, even if just by effect.
Look I like free speech, I love it, Iâm a goddamn youtuber, but Iâm not stupid, I know whatâs coming, I know that groups would try and silence me if they could. Thatâs politics.
You might go âAll weâre talking about is the legal sphereâ. Firstly the legal is the political, pure ideology to say otherwise, but second itâs difficult for you to call yourself a fighter for free speech when as Iâve explained thereâs sooo much more to it than simply the judicial.
Many proponents will even side-step the judicial boundaries anyway when monopoly becomes involved, and if I have to explain how Monopoly is not an externality of our system but an inherent part of accumulation then⊠sigh.
Strange how weâre usually all skeptical of an Economic Free Market but the Free marketplace of ideas unlocks your inner Libertarian.
Its when I see stuff like this that I begin wondering if this is all just a trend that will eventually die off when people realise the complexities of their circumstances. I remember just a few years ago how many Libertarians were speaking the merits of free speech until they discovered that methodological individualism wasnât actually achieving their goals. I count down the days when Lauren Southern finally calls for limits on speech just like her limits on borders. After all freedom is not free it must be defended right?
And btw folks usually arenât as brave to actively advocate limits so theyâll always present justifications, such as that these views are mental disorders, or theyâll destroy civilisation, or these people are Degenerates.
This is a historic moment in political discourse, at this point ultimately weâre interested in picking sides, and youâll do this just as much as anyone will.
On the left we like to talk a lot about Left Unity. Iâm not necessarily against the idea, but a lot of the time people make a religion out of it, glossing over the fact that many aspects of various factions (???) contradict. It might not be immediately obvious, but when push comes to shove these conflicts become very apparent. There are some principles in which each side certainly doesnât see eye to eye.
âPolitics is pervasive, everything is political and the choice to remain apolitical is usually just an endorsement of the status quoâ
If it wasnât obvious, Iâm a Communist, yeah yeah say what you want, I believe in the liberation of those who do all the work through armed struggle based upon material conditions. Iâm going to therefore be in favour of real mass culture, the stuff that gets people focused on achieving liberating aims instead of just appealing to markets. Its for this reason that Iâm not interested in defending the views of right-wing nationalists, fascists, reactionaries⊠my enemies in other words, the ideas largely speaking which regress the people and theyâre not interested in defending me either, wouldnât expect them to.
If all youâre talking about is the centre, youâre gonna get flanked, sorry.
You might bump in when I denounce Dankula stating âHis punishment showcases the system is at faultâ and I would agree. This system is at fault, its been at fault since before our constitution was written, and itâll never stop being at fault until you solve the contradictions.
Liberalism did fail, its ideals never came to fruition and thatâs the reason why Socialists bring forth the praxis to achieve it, sometimes thatâll involve using words, sometimes itâll involve lots and lots of guns, but let me tell you, you canât always fight a war by playing nice, sometimes you have to use a diversity of tactics to achieve it.
Maybe we need 11 of them? (Shows book)
But thats more of a material answer and I know that most you donât give a crap about some dead Chinese guy., but getting back to the original idea about responsibilities behind our speech, well, hereâs something to think about.
So⊠here goes nothing.
If youâre a straight white male aged 11-16 in the UK and werenât brought up to fit into the standard male dynamic, chances are you got picked on, sometimes a lot, sometimes thatâs every day, not necessarily violence but words from numerous mouths are highly unnerving.
I did not have a particularly fun time adolescence. Every day was horrible, I never had a feeling going in that this would be exciting or, this would be a day where things would be different, everyday was a total black smudge with no end in sight.
Unlike other people, I never got to have a group that I fit into, so I had no escape, nothing to take my mind off things.
Looking back I donât know why I bothered going in, I wasnât getting amazing grades anyway.
When I went to Drama school and other clubs on the weekends and after school, I would also get picked on, but it wasnât in spite, it was just general, friendly teasing. But there wasnât a difference in my mind, because when youâve had to deal with so much constant abuse, and paranoia, and humiliation 30 hours a week, it fucks you up.
So when Id say to the weekend buds âI dont like thisâ theyd go âOh come on man its just a bit of fun, its okay, dont worry about it, its just a joke, its all okayâ
Back then I didnât have the nerve, I just put up with it, but if I could go back, Id say. No, actually its not Okay, because you donât know for the life of me how much I have had to deal with this shit, to me that doesnât come across like youâre being funny, like your laughing with me, it comes across like youâre a psychopath who wants to get pleasure out of my misfortune.
Of course the response to this would be obvious âWell what am I supposed to do? Just talk to you like a robot. You should just get over it, leave it in the past. Your making it harder for everyoneâ or some other faux-victimised response.
And sometimes yâknow they might be right, maybe I shouldâve not made worse a bad situation, but fact remains I still bleed.
To you, this is just having fun and games, to you and your other friends its normal, but to me its a threat.
Now today you can call me what you want I donât care, Iâm out of that place now and Iâm all the better for it,
But even though some 7 or 8 years since then Iâve been able to recover, I still carry a hangover of it all, and it affected my decisions later on in life sometimes to a dire extent,
Its had the effect of making me feel both distrustful of people, and also like Im a burden to be around other people,
I never feel I should hang around for too long, I never want to take chances in friendship for fear Iâll embarrass myself, I say one thing out of tempo and suddenly flashbacks and an enormous shadow of mordor conjures over me. And I think most of all its been very difficult for me to express my emotions because I used to do it a hell of a lot.
Those 5 years were the single handed worst years of my life. And if you were at any point responsible for adding to that devastation and humiliation, then a large part of me wants to lash your goddamn skull inside out.
Because as trivial and generic as my story may be, that part of my life has been stolen from me, and those 5 years I will never get back.
So whatâs the point of all this?
âOssidents are sometimes surprised that, instead of buying a dress for their wife, the colonized buy a transistor radio. They shouldn't be, the colonized are convinced their fate is in the balance. They live in a doomsday atmosphere and nothing must elude themÂâ
I want you to place the relatively minor experiences I received as a child, and translate those into other groups, victims of domestic abuse, victims of colonialism, racism, sexism, queer phobia. Like I said Iâm out of that place now, but others arenât, for many people they still live day to day in this ever pressing struggle, trying to just tell people âPlease, just donât do thisâ.
Itâs not okay. But maybe together youâll help me out with solving these problems?
My conclusion to this is simple,
Free Speech is not just something you can fling around to score political points, it doesnât materialise simply because we all decide it should. If we want free-speech we need to break a few eggs to make an omelette.
We need to be sure that the conditions in society donât proliferate toxic ideas that might even lead to the downfall of said society.
This very Tattoo that 90 years ago wouldâve been Anti-Communist as hell has become a Pan-Left symbol against Fascism. Its living proof that with the correct methods the conditions of words, symbols, ideas can be resolved.
When class struggle subsides, when our social divides have been solved, when the conflict doesnât oppose the existence of certain folks, then maybe, we can well and truly say that we can have free speech, and weâll stand at a comedy show and yell âYes, lets talk about those BEEP BEEEEEP BEEP BEEP BEEPâ and be met with cheering applause from all sides. But until then, Donât be a dick.
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Restaurant Review: Elysian Bar | Fortune
The Elysian Bar in New Orleansâ Marigny neighborhood occupies the 150-year-old rectory of Saints Peter & Paul. Set behind a gated garden of pygmy palms, the building is an inviting confection of brick and marzipan stucco. I donât so much walk through the arched doorway as a magnetizing presence inside summons me forth, the single gas lantern flickering above my head like biblical tongues.
A long hallway stretches down the first floor of the former clergy quarters. Thereâs a snug coffee bar to the right. Two adjoining parlors to the left are lit and furnished for the sequel to Interview With the Vampire: ornately mantled fireplaces, cane chairs with crimson cushions, marble tables with legs shaped like sea serpents, eruptions of ferns and blood-purple flowers, body-length gold mirrors, bustled and billowing mustard drapes framing a burgundy gingham sofa like a theater stage. The dreamy space feels less like a restaurant than an exclusive house party you were invited to by mistake or as a cruel joke.
I pause by the entrance near a stack of menus, waiting for a host. Thereâs one on staff (management confirms later) but none appears, so I walk down the hallway. Itâs difficult to tell the staff from the diners, but no one says hi or can I help you, so I keep going. The hall opens into a sunroom modeled after Monetâs dining room in Giverny, France. One door leads out to a brick courtyard, guarded by stained-glass saints watching from the 24-foot windows. Another doorway connects to the moody vermilion bar, whose cocktail menu showcases a grand tour of vermouths, including an Athenian rouge that smells like a bowl of vanilla and roses. I wait 10 minutes. Neither of the bartenders acknowledges me.
Hotel Peter and Paulâs rectory parlor. Courtesy of Hotel Peter and Paul
I backtrack to the foyer, where someone tells me to sit anywhere and âa server will be right over.â A server does not come right over. Then two do, a moment apart. The first takes my drink order and the second takes my food order, as if they were cocktail waitresses absentmindedly wandering the Harrahâs casino floor. Then Martha Wiggins materializes alongside my table, bearing a bowl of grilled okra and crispy, rice-floured-and-fried eggplant lashed with harissa, and the night starts looking up.
Rebirth
After she became a Popsicle tycoon but before she was a hotelier, Peopleâs Pops founder Nathalie Jordi would pass the Peter & Paul compoundâthe schoolhouse, the rectory, the church, the conventâall closed more than a decade before she relocated to New Orleans from Brooklyn in 2009. âThese buildings tower over the neighborhood,â she says. âThey were dark and gloomy but still very beautiful.â
Jordi wanted to open a hotel in Marigny, but âmuch smaller and more modestâ than the 71-key situation she wound up with: âI was aware of the [Peter & Paul buildings] but they just seemed out of my league because they were so big and required so much expensive renovation.â Partnering with design firm ASH NYC (the Dean in Providence, the Siren in Detroit) made the $20 million, four-year rehabilitation possible, and the Hotel Peter & Paul opened in October. The Elysian Bar, which is managed by the folks behind the Bywater smash Bacchanal, debuted a month later.
I wake up in a wrought-iron canopy bed, in an attractively monastic room at the foot of a dramatic wishbone-shaped cypress staircase in the old schoolhouse, thinking about that eggplant and okra. The tender vegetables were shellacked in fragrant, feisty pepper paste. CrĂšme fraĂźche, fennel, and mint countered with cool touches. Black sesame seeds, whole cumin seeds, and peanuts made every bite crunch like Cracker Jacks.
The Elysian Bar inside Hotel Peter and Paul. Courtesy of Hotel Peter and Paul
Martha Wiggins, deliverer of the dish, is the chef de cuisine to Alex Harrellâs executive chef, and the two go way back. They cooked together at Sylvain and Angeline and have resumed their easy two-step at Elysian Bar, banging out an all-day menu featuring Southern produce and proteins on an international vacation. Huge, sweet, head-on prawns were plucked from the gulf, roasted, and bathed in fruity-hot Calabrian chile butter. Lacto-fermented corn blew up a mild-mannered cucumber salad with mini explosions of sugar, salt, and funk.
The grits were best Iâve eaten, a strain of red corn grown and dried by the Alabama coast, milled at Bellegarde Bakery in New Orleans, and finally simmered with milk and cream into a porridge as silky and beige as cappuccino foam. They came topped with a perfect poached egg, frizzled shallots, and mushrooms suspended in a barbecue-y tomato sauce, all delicious but ultimately unnecessary. These grits stand alone.
Laissez-faire
Elysian Barâs eerie evening glamour abates in the sunlight. At 8:30 in the morning, when I shuffle across the hotel courtyard into the restaurant, the place feels like a mansion museum before the docents have arrived. There are no customers and no breakfast besides baked goods at the twee coffee barâstrange for a hotel restaurant. âThe menu starts at 10:30,â says a dour barista, passing a cup of Congregation Coffee across the counter. She looks like she needs it more than I do.
I take the coffee for a walk around Marigny, where the houses are taffy-colored and the sidewalks cracked like Kit Kats. Trees turn whole blocks into canopied tunnels of greenery, and the air is thick with humidity and magnolias. There are worse places to wait for a restaurant to open.
I head back into Elysian Bar at 11 a.m. and, just like at dinner, thereâs no staff to direct me. I wander into the sunroom, by daylight a country kaleidoscope of lemons and sapphires, and sit down. A server appears to inform me I have to order at the bar, and while I can order now, the kitchen wonât start serving food until 11:30. So I get up from my table, walk into the bar, place (and pay for) my order with the bartender. Nearly an hour later, the server then delivers that order to my table. Confused? Me too.
Inside the cafe at Hotel Peter and Paul. Courtesy of Hotel Peter and Paul
Harrell and Wiggins hold up their end of the deal again. The tannish-gray puck of sunchoke custard looks like something youâd use to grout bathroom tile, but it tastes purely of the creamy, nutty Jerusalem artichokes. A tangle of shaved asparagus, arugula, and radishes tossed in acidic, mustardy vinaigrette surrounds the custard like a green halo. Bourbon creates a subtle undercurrent of sweetness in the exquisite chicken liver pĂątĂ©. Grilled sliced of wheat-y Bellegarde sourdough and tangy strawberry-beet mostarda accompany, and the three components eaten together harmonize like a choir.
The duck egg omelet is perfect. Made with Mississippi eggs and served with a well-dressed pile of arugula, itâs as yellow as a buttercup, pregnant with rich, runny triple-crĂšme cheese, and not too wet or too dry. Chives and bowfin caviar bead the omeletâs sloping surface, adding balancing pops of salinity and allium heat to each luxurious forkful. I would eat this every day for breakfast and never get bored.
Itâs afternoonâliterally, after noonâwhen my âbreakfastâ is done. I see my server/not-server once during the meal. Because Iâve already paid, I can leave quickly, without saying goodbye.
Many people think the best thing a hotel restaurant can be is not a hotel restaurant. Itâs much more valuable to be a place activated by locals, somewhere authentic, with genuinely good food and noncorporate ambiance. Elysian Bar has clearly achieved that. The smart cooking and evocative atmosphere make it a spectacular place to be, but for the guest who wants to belong to another city for one night, to feel welcomed and cared for, itâs only spectacular in how short it falls.
More must-read stories from Fortune:
âThis restaurateur traded fine dining for Ben Franklinâs favorite milk cocktail
âBar carts are back: How this revival is different
âWhy Charlestonâs food scene is stronger than ever right now
âWhy this classic Israeli sandwich should be on your foodie to-do list
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Restaurant Review: Elysian Bar | Fortune
The Elysian Bar in New Orleansâ Marigny neighborhood occupies the 150-year-old rectory of Saints Peter & Paul. Set behind a gated garden of pygmy palms, the building is an inviting confection of brick and marzipan stucco. I donât so much walk through the arched doorway as a magnetizing presence inside summons me forth, the single gas lantern flickering above my head like biblical tongues.
A long hallway stretches down the first floor of the former clergy quarters. Thereâs a snug coffee bar to the right. Two adjoining parlors to the left are lit and furnished for the sequel to Interview With the Vampire: ornately mantled fireplaces, cane chairs with crimson cushions, marble tables with legs shaped like sea serpents, eruptions of ferns and blood-purple flowers, body-length gold mirrors, bustled and billowing mustard drapes framing a burgundy gingham sofa like a theater stage. The dreamy space feels less like a restaurant than an exclusive house party you were invited to by mistake or as a cruel joke.
I pause by the entrance near a stack of menus, waiting for a host. Thereâs one on staff (management confirms later) but none appears, so I walk down the hallway. Itâs difficult to tell the staff from the diners, but no one says hi or can I help you, so I keep going. The hall opens into a sunroom modeled after Monetâs dining room in Giverny, France. One door leads out to a brick courtyard, guarded by stained-glass saints watching from the 24-foot windows. Another doorway connects to the moody vermilion bar, whose cocktail menu showcases a grand tour of vermouths, including an Athenian rouge that smells like a bowl of vanilla and roses. I wait 10 minutes. Neither of the bartenders acknowledges me.
Hotel Peter and Paulâs rectory parlor. Courtesy of Hotel Peter and Paul
I backtrack to the foyer, where someone tells me to sit anywhere and âa server will be right over.â A server does not come right over. Then two do, a moment apart. The first takes my drink order and the second takes my food order, as if they were cocktail waitresses absentmindedly wandering the Harrahâs casino floor. Then Martha Wiggins materializes alongside my table, bearing a bowl of grilled okra and crispy, rice-floured-and-fried eggplant lashed with harissa, and the night starts looking up.
Rebirth
After she became a Popsicle tycoon but before she was a hotelier, Peopleâs Pops founder Nathalie Jordi would pass the Peter & Paul compoundâthe schoolhouse, the rectory, the church, the conventâall closed more than a decade before she relocated to New Orleans from Brooklyn in 2009. âThese buildings tower over the neighborhood,â she says. âThey were dark and gloomy but still very beautiful.â
Jordi wanted to open a hotel in Marigny, but âmuch smaller and more modestâ than the 71-key situation she wound up with: âI was aware of the [Peter & Paul buildings] but they just seemed out of my league because they were so big and required so much expensive renovation.â Partnering with design firm ASH NYC (the Dean in Providence, the Siren in Detroit) made the $20 million, four-year rehabilitation possible, and the Hotel Peter & Paul opened in October. The Elysian Bar, which is managed by the folks behind the Bywater smash Bacchanal, debuted a month later.
I wake up in a wrought-iron canopy bed, in an attractively monastic room at the foot of a dramatic wishbone-shaped cypress staircase in the old schoolhouse, thinking about that eggplant and okra. The tender vegetables were shellacked in fragrant, feisty pepper paste. CrĂšme fraĂźche, fennel, and mint countered with cool touches. Black sesame seeds, whole cumin seeds, and peanuts made every bite crunch like Cracker Jacks.
The Elysian Bar inside Hotel Peter and Paul. Courtesy of Hotel Peter and Paul
Martha Wiggins, deliverer of the dish, is the chef de cuisine to Alex Harrellâs executive chef, and the two go way back. They cooked together at Sylvain and Angeline and have resumed their easy two-step at Elysian Bar, banging out an all-day menu featuring Southern produce and proteins on an international vacation. Huge, sweet, head-on prawns were plucked from the gulf, roasted, and bathed in fruity-hot Calabrian chile butter. Lacto-fermented corn blew up a mild-mannered cucumber salad with mini explosions of sugar, salt, and funk.
The grits were best Iâve eaten, a strain of red corn grown and dried by the Alabama coast, milled at Bellegarde Bakery in New Orleans, and finally simmered with milk and cream into a porridge as silky and beige as cappuccino foam. They came topped with a perfect poached egg, frizzled shallots, and mushrooms suspended in a barbecue-y tomato sauce, all delicious but ultimately unnecessary. These grits stand alone.
Laissez-faire
Elysian Barâs eerie evening glamour abates in the sunlight. At 8:30 in the morning, when I shuffle across the hotel courtyard into the restaurant, the place feels like a mansion museum before the docents have arrived. There are no customers and no breakfast besides baked goods at the twee coffee barâstrange for a hotel restaurant. âThe menu starts at 10:30,â says a dour barista, passing a cup of Congregation Coffee across the counter. She looks like she needs it more than I do.
I take the coffee for a walk around Marigny, where the houses are taffy-colored and the sidewalks cracked like Kit Kats. Trees turn whole blocks into canopied tunnels of greenery, and the air is thick with humidity and magnolias. There are worse places to wait for a restaurant to open.
I head back into Elysian Bar at 11 a.m. and, just like at dinner, thereâs no staff to direct me. I wander into the sunroom, by daylight a country kaleidoscope of lemons and sapphires, and sit down. A server appears to inform me I have to order at the bar, and while I can order now, the kitchen wonât start serving food until 11:30. So I get up from my table, walk into the bar, place (and pay for) my order with the bartender. Nearly an hour later, the server then delivers that order to my table. Confused? Me too.
Inside the cafe at Hotel Peter and Paul. Courtesy of Hotel Peter and Paul
Harrell and Wiggins hold up their end of the deal again. The tannish-gray puck of sunchoke custard looks like something youâd use to grout bathroom tile, but it tastes purely of the creamy, nutty Jerusalem artichokes. A tangle of shaved asparagus, arugula, and radishes tossed in acidic, mustardy vinaigrette surrounds the custard like a green halo. Bourbon creates a subtle undercurrent of sweetness in the exquisite chicken liver pĂątĂ©. Grilled sliced of wheat-y Bellegarde sourdough and tangy strawberry-beet mostarda accompany, and the three components eaten together harmonize like a choir.
The duck egg omelet is perfect. Made with Mississippi eggs and served with a well-dressed pile of arugula, itâs as yellow as a buttercup, pregnant with rich, runny triple-crĂšme cheese, and not too wet or too dry. Chives and bowfin caviar bead the omeletâs sloping surface, adding balancing pops of salinity and allium heat to each luxurious forkful. I would eat this every day for breakfast and never get bored.
Itâs afternoonâliterally, after noonâwhen my âbreakfastâ is done. I see my server/not-server once during the meal. Because Iâve already paid, I can leave quickly, without saying goodbye.
Many people think the best thing a hotel restaurant can be is not a hotel restaurant. Itâs much more valuable to be a place activated by locals, somewhere authentic, with genuinely good food and noncorporate ambiance. Elysian Bar has clearly achieved that. The smart cooking and evocative atmosphere make it a spectacular place to be, but for the guest who wants to belong to another city for one night, to feel welcomed and cared for, itâs only spectacular in how short it falls.
More must-read stories from Fortune:
âThis restaurateur traded fine dining for Ben Franklinâs favorite milk cocktail
âBar carts are back: How this revival is different
âWhy Charlestonâs food scene is stronger than ever right now
âWhy this classic Israeli sandwich should be on your foodie to-do list
âListen to our new audio briefing, Fortune 500 Daily
Follow Fortune on Flipboard to stay up-to-date on the latest news and analysis.
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The fascinating Quimper city is the oldest in Brittany.
Originally settled in Roman times, Quimper has seen a significant economic boost since the 17th century due to its ceramic industry and today, it remains a bustling spot in the region, fiercely proud. about Celtic heritage and Breton culture. Hereâs a list of the best things to see and do to get the most out of your trip here.
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1. Escape to Le Jardin de la Retraite
A quiet oasis in Quimper, protected by the citadel of the old city, Le Jardin de la Retraite (Retirement Garden) is separated into four botanical areas, including a tropical garden with banana collection Very private, a palm tree forest, a 'dry tree' garden 'with plants from Mexico, and more.
One of the oldest plants in the gardens is a horse chestnut tree dating back 150 years. Open every day from 9 am to 7.15 pm.
Le Jardin de la Retraite, 35 Rue Ălie Freron, Quimper, France, +33 2 98 98 88 87
2. Be awed by the Cathedrale St Corentin
The Quimper Church is named St Corentin after the city's first bishop and is a breathtaking sight. The city's famous landmark is arguably one of the best examples of Gothic religious architecture in Brittany.
Construction began in the 12th century, with the towers being completed in 1856, with major restoration work carried out over many years. This cathedral, with its colorful 15th-century stained glass windows and beautiful detail, is best appreciated up close.
Cathedrale St-Corentin, Place Saint-Corentin, Quimper, France
3. Stroll around the Musée des Beaux-Arts
This art museum in Quimper was founded when French engineer Jean-Marie de Silguy, left a legacy of around 3,000 paintings and drawings, as well as around 12,000 engravings, to the town of Quimper on the condition that it would build a museum to accommodate them.
The beautiful façade of the Musée des Beaux-Arts opens up onto renovated spaces that are light and airy and perfect for a few hours spent wandering around, appreciating the artworks within. The museum is open from Wednesday to Monday; closed on Tuesdays.
4. Visit the Chùteau de Lanniron
On the banks of the Odet River, ChĂąteau de Lanniron is the former summer residence of the Quimper bishops. Located in about 38 hectares of parks and gardens, this beautiful oasis is only 20 minutes from the city.
The gardens, dating back to the 17th century, are well worth a visit. You can choose to explore on your own or there is the option of a guided tour. Free for children under six; adults pay on entry.
Domaine de lâOrangerie de Lanniron, 85-90 AllĂ©e de Lanniron, Quimper, France, +33 298 906 202
5. Browse the weekly market
Thereâs nothing better than shopping in a French market! Especially if youâre staying in self-catered accommodation and looking for some local produce to cook with, or purely to inhale the atmosphere of market days.
Les Halles Saint François is a market covered by Quimper, and is the most famous market, operating since 1847. Le Grand Marché, selling food and local products, takes place around the covered market and along a nearby street on Wednesday and Saturday mornings. Plenty of market choice!
Les Halles Saint François, 16 Quai du Steir, 29000 Quimper, France
6. Learn about Quimperâs pottery heritage at the MusĂ©e de la FaĂŻence
Thanks to its ceramic industry, Quimper had an economic boom in the 17th century, bringing more life to the city than ever before. Quimperâs pottery museum is a great stop to learn about the cityâs relationship with this trade and skill through the ages. This compact museum is worth an hour or two of your trip.
Musée de la Faïence, 14 Rue Jean Baptiste Bousquet, Quimper, France, +33 298 901 272
7. Walk around the medieval quarter
Quimper has a large medieval quarter that is completely pedestrianized and a joy to amble around. The half-timbered houses whose corbelled upper stories are painted in different shades will make you feel like youâve stepped back in time.
Place au Beurre, interestingly translated as Butter Square, is a pretty central square, perfect for stopping at a restaurant to eat, and Place Saint-Corentin, in the shadow of the church, very Great to drink on a summer evening.
Place au Beurre, 29000 Quimper, France
8. Hike up Mont Frugy
Climbing sharply from the left bank of the Odet river that runs through Quimper, is a small hill that provides great views over the rooftops of the city. It is said that during the Revolution, Quimper was briefly renamed âMontagne sur Odetâ because of this small vantage point.
Especially in warmer months, it provides a shady welcome area.
Mont Frugy, Quimper, France
9. Enjoy the Festival de Cornouaille
Festival de Cornouaille has been held annually during the summer months in Quimper since 1923 and is one of the largest cultural events in Brittany. It is a celebration of the diversity of Breton culture and all kinds of entertainment take place, from traditional dancing and costumes to bell-ringing and food.
For five days a year, the city beats to the celebration drum and comes even more alive with the sound of locals and visitors celebrating the regionâs past and future. This year, Festival de Cornouaille takes place from 24-29 July 2018.
10. Snack on a crĂȘpe
One of Brittanyâs favorite snacks and the main dish is the crĂȘpe, both savory (usually with buckwheat) and sweet (usually made with plain wheat flour). Remember to enjoy this traditional dish in one of the cities with many restaurants or restaurants. Au Vieux Quimper is a favorite among locals and tourists alike.
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  Monsieur   Les mots, autrefois, avaient un sens en Haute Auvergne.   Pourquoi en « Haute Auvergne » ? encore faut-il qu'il existe deux Auvergne, une haute et une plus basse....   Ătez- moi d'un doute, ce bastion qu'est le Massif Central est bien une forteresse implantĂ©e au cĆur de notre beau pays de France, imprenable par les Ă©trangers et impermĂ©able aux idĂ©es Ă©tranges de tous ceux qui lui sont Ă©trangers.   J'aurais trĂšs bien pu ĂȘtre originaire de ce lieu qui vit jadis une poignĂ©e d'irrĂ©ductibles braillards mettre la pĂątĂ©e Ă un orgueilleux envahisseur latin.   Le reste de mes cinquante autres pour cent est de provenance inconnue, en ces temps jadis la traçabilitĂ© n'Ă©tait pas de mise... Autre temps autre mĆurs. Sur ce constat, je ne serai jamais un Loup bio.   Le sens de la formule....   Le « pĂŽvre » comme il est coutume de dire dans le grand Sud, il est devenu « le Ravi » des crĂšches provençales, continuant sa poursuite des « moulins d'avant », la queue entre les jambes... C'est « Ă©naurme » mais c'est comme ça dans le « Nord »..... SacrĂ© Jules.... comme quoi avec ces diables dâauvergnats on peut ĂȘtre un CĂSAR et devenir le roi des cons.   Les historiens racontent mĂȘme que pour effrayer les lĂ©gionnaires romains, les femmes se ruaient en premiĂšre ligne, tous seins Ă l'air..... et les assommaient Ă grands coups de mamelles... paroles de BRASSENS dans les histoires vĂ©cues au marchĂ© de Brive la Gaillarde et de la Guerre des Gaules du mĂȘme humiliĂ© Jules.   "Monsieur" dĂ©signait l'animal prĂ©fĂ©rĂ© des 50% de mes ancĂȘtres : le cochon. « tout est bon dans le cochon » Ă tel point qu'il est devenu le roi de la fĂȘte car il existe bien une Saint-COCHON !   Ses morceaux sont consommĂ©s tout au long de l'annĂ©e, ils agrĂ©mentent bien des repas, donnant une valeur ajoutĂ©e aux plats parfois pauvres que « le Gouvernement » s'ingĂ©niait Ă prĂ©parer pour nourrir, rassasier ou cajoler les ventres affamĂ©s de biens des convives.   Combien de repas sont devenus « jours de fĂȘtes » grĂące Ă la prĂ©sence d'un saindoux, de quelques fritons ou d'une tranche de couenne.... c'est aprĂšs ces miracles que fut inventĂ©e la Saint Cochon.   Si Monsieur est un cochon, que pouvons nous dire de Madame ? Madame est une institution.   Personnage trĂšs important, dont la pensĂ©e sert de rĂ©fĂ©rence irremplaçable et inattaquable. C'est le fameux bastion, le MASSIF-CENTRAL .   L'institution est ce qui est Ă©tabli par l'arbitraire (dans le langage, les traditions, les mĆurs) et sâoppose Ă lâinstinctif.   L'Auvergnat, pour mener Ă bien ses excursions en territoire inconnu, a bien Ă©tĂ© forcĂ© de descendre de sa montagne Ă cheval (vieil air connu ) et de confier ses intĂ©rĂȘts et la bonne marche de ses affaires à une personne digne de confiance et sur laquelle il pouvait compter, durant son A.S.M ; (je fais allusion non pas au club de rugby mais Ă une Absence Sans Motif ! )   Compter, ça il sait faire..., sur ses doigts, dans sa tĂȘte, sur les autres.   On lui a prĂȘtĂ© cette phrase : un « choux est un choux »....Ce ne sont pas des attitudes de pingre mais des paroles d'un homme qui connaĂźt bien la valeur des choses.   Il quitte «comme un vol de gerfaut, son charnier natal », laissant la marche de ses affaires entre de bonnes mains, assurĂ© et rassurĂ© de retrouver la quiĂ©tude Ă son retour.   Le repos du guerrier en quelques sortes.   Ainsi est nĂ©Â son : Gouvernement.   Le Patron c'est l'homme..., la femme c'est le gouvernement...   Mais que peut faire un capitaine sans Ă©quipage... sinon tourner en rond.   Le Gouvernement existe aussi en dehors des liens du mariage.   Le seul avis que jâai voulu prendre en compte, câest celui de Margaridou, cette paysanne du Cantal dont la vie et les recettes ont Ă©tĂ© rĂ©Ă©crites par Suzanne Robaglia en 1935.   Ce livre '' Margaridou, journal et recettes dâune cuisiniĂšre au Pays dâAuvergne '' est une vĂ©ritable bible pour qui sâintĂ©resse aux coutumes et traditions culinaires auvergnates.   Ce nâest pas quâune simple compilation de recettes, mais la vie dâune femme qui se met au service dâun mĂ©decin de campagne vers Saint Flour (15), et donne ses impressions au fil des saisons.   Dans ces rĂ©gions battues par la burle de la PlanĂšze et Ă©crasĂ©es par le soleil de la Limagne, la duretĂ© de la vie est prĂ©sente Ă chaque saison.   Chaque main et chaque paire de bras sont indispensables Ă la survie de la famille. Celles des femmes le sont plus encore, car en croisant les bras, elles conservent les secrets qu'elles ont arrachĂ© Ă ces terres inhospitaliĂšre, Ă ceux qui n'ont pas su les faire fructifier.   Un ami me disait : "une femme qui ne travaille pas est un capital qui dort", excessif ?   Peut ĂȘtre.... mais c'est souvent dans le silence et la plus grande discrĂ©tion que son Gouvernement travaille... l'Auvergnat est bien secondĂ©.  ©Philippe X - 28/09/2019 Â
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8 exemplos de cartazes publicitĂĄrios criativos que fizeram sucesso
O que nĂŁo falta por aĂ sĂŁo exemplos de cartazes publicitĂĄrios desenvolvidos com um imenso bom gosto e criatividade.
Contudo, contrariamente ao que a grande maioria das pessoas julga, os cartazes criativos jå são desenvolvidos hå séculos (literalmente).
Desse modo, e como gostamos de inspiração, resolvemos hoje apresentar-lhe uma lista com 8 cartazes publicitårios antigos. Temos a certeza que vai adorar.
Exemplos de cartazes: 8 opçÔes de cartazes criativos
O primeiro projeto para o desenvolvimento de um cartaz, foi realizado no século X. Contudo, o primeiro cartaz criativo a ser reconhecido foi criado em 1454 por Saint-Flour. O mesmo era um manuscrito e não tinha qualquer tipo de imagem ou gravura associada.
Com o passar dos anos foram sendo desenvolvidos diversos exemplos de cartazes. E, serĂĄ sobre esses que iremos falar hoje.
De seguida veja uma lista com alguns dos melhores cartazes publicitĂĄrios desenvolvidos ao longo dos tempos.
 1. Cartaz do Moulin Rouge
Quem nunca ouviu falar do Moulin Rouge, o cabaret mais conhecido do mundo? Mas, sabia que foi um cartaz desenvolvido por Jules ChĂ©ret em 1890 que deu inĂcio Ă utilização dos cartazes como os conhecemos hoje em dia?
 2. Le Chat Noir
A maior parte das pessoas nĂŁo sabe, mas o Le Chat Noir foi o primeiro cabaret moderno, e abriu as suas portas em Paris em 1981.
Devido ao seu sucesso as artistas de cabaret resolveram fazer uma digressão. Assim, em 1896 a gravadora Art Nouveau Théophile Steinlen desenvolveu este cartaz.
 3 . I Want You for US Army
Este Ă© talvez um dos cartazes publicitĂĄrios antigos mais conhecidos de sempre. Este cartaz foi desenvolvido por J.M. em 1917 para recrutar soldados para combaterem na primeira e segunda guerra mundial.
 4. Lord Kitchener Wants You
Este cartaz foi inspirado no seu equivalente americano e é de origem britùnica. O mesmo apresenta Lord Kitchener, o secretårio de guerra britùnico a chamar jovens para se alistarem no exército.
 5. Keep Calm
Quem nunca viu um meme, uma camisola ou mesmo uma caneca com a expressĂŁo âKeep Calmâ? Contrariamente ao que possa pensar, este Ă© um daqueles exemplos de cartazes que se tornou famoso mais de 6 dĂ©cadas depois da sua criação.
O cartaz original diz âKeep Calm and Carry Onâ, e foi criado pelo MinistĂ©rio da Informação BritĂąnico para manter a moral da população durante a segunda Guerra Mundial.
 6. O Pai Natal, o icónico herói da Coca Cola
SĂŁo poucas as pessoas que nĂŁo se recordam dos anĂșncios de natal desenvolvidos pela icĂłnica marca de refrigerantes.
Contrariamente à crença popular, saiba que não foi a Coca Cola a primeira marca a vestir o pai natal de vermelho.
Contudo, foi esta empresa que popularizou este Ăcone como o conhecemos hoje em dia: alegre, com peso a mais e de barba branca.
Haddon Sundblom foi o designer que ilustrou o primeiro cartaz publicitĂĄrio da Coca Cola em que o Pai Natal aparece. Decorria o ano de 1931.
 7. Vertigo
Quem nunca ouviu falar do sucesso de bilheteiras que foi o filme Vertigo de Alfred Hitchcock? O cartaz desenvolvido para o filme foi concebido por Saul Bass.
O desenho do mesmo mostra 2 figuras que estĂŁo a cair num espaço distorcido que Ă© criado com formas geomĂ©tricas â curvas hipotrocoides.
 8. Save This lives
Provavelmente um dos primeiros exemplos de cartazes de cariz polĂtico. Criado em 1964, altura em que 10 membros do Congresso Nacional Africano, incluindo Walter Sisulu e Nelson Mandela foram acusados de sabotagem contra o estado do Apartheid.
O cartaz fez parte de uma campanha global que tinha com objetivo evitar que os réus fossem condenados à morte.
 Esperamos que esta pequena lista sirva de inspiração para perceber como fazer um cartaz publicitårio que realmente permita uma interação verdadeira com o consumidor.
Se precisar de algum conselho ou de um parceiro para desenvolver o serviço de impressão, não hesite em falar com a Sydra. Temos todo o gosto em ajudå-lo!
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Restaurant Assessment: Elysian Bar | Fortune
http://tinyurl.com/y2avtlyr The Elysian Bar in New Orleansâ Marigny neighborhood occupies the 150-year-old rectory of Saints Peter & Paul. Set behind a gated backyard of pygmy palms, the constructing is an inviting confection of brick and marzipan stucco. I donât a lot stroll via the arched doorway as a magnetizing presence inside summons me forth, the one gasoline lantern flickering above my head like biblical tongues. A protracted hallway stretches down the primary ground of the previous clergy quarters. Thereâs a comfortable espresso bar to the correct. Two adjoining parlors to the left are lit and furnished for the sequel to Interview With the Vampire: ornately mantled fireplaces, cane chairs with crimson cushions, marble tables with legs formed like sea serpents, eruptions of ferns and blood-purple flowers, body-length gold mirrors, bustled and billowing mustard drapes framing a burgundy gingham couch like a theater stage. The dreamy area feels much less like a restaurant than an unique home get together you had been invited to by mistake or as a merciless joke. I pause by the doorway close to a stack of menus, ready for a bunch. Thereâs one on workers (administration confirms later) however none seems, so I stroll down the hallway. Itâs tough to inform the workers from the diners, however nobody says hello or can I assist you, so I preserve going. The corridor opens right into a sunroom modeled after Monetâs eating room in Giverny, France. One door leads out to a brick courtyard, guarded by stained-glass saints watching from the 24-foot home windows. One other doorway connects to the moody vermilion bar, whose cocktail menu showcases a grand tour of vermouths, together with an Athenian rouge that smells like a bowl of vanilla and roses. I wait 10 minutes. Neither of the bartenders acknowledges me. Resort Peter and Paulâs rectory parlor. Courtesy of Resort Peter and Paul I backtrack to the lobby, the place somebody tells me to sit down anyplace and âa server shall be proper over.â A server doesnât come proper over. Then two do, a second aside. The primary takes my drink order and the second takes my meals order, as in the event that they had been cocktail waitresses absentmindedly wandering the Harrahâs on line casino ground. Then Martha Wiggins materializes alongside my desk, bearing a bowl of grilled okra and crispy, rice-floured-and-fried eggplant lashed with harissa, and the evening begins trying up. Rebirth After she grew to become a Popsicle tycoon however earlier than she was a hotelier, Individualsâs Pops founder Nathalie Jordi would go the Peter & Paul compoundâthe schoolhouse, the rectory, the church, the conventâall closed greater than a decade earlier than she relocated to New Orleans from Brooklyn in 2009. âThese buildings tower over the neighborhood,â she says. âThey had been darkish and gloomy however nonetheless very lovely.â Jordi needed to open a resort in Marigny, however âa lot smaller and extra modestâ than the 71-key state of affairs she wound up with: âI used to be conscious of the [Peter & Paul buildings] however they simply appeared out of my league as a result of they had been so large and required a lot costly renovation.â Partnering with design agency ASH NYC (the Dean in Windfall, the Siren in Detroit) made the $20 million, four-year rehabilitation potential, and the Resort Peter & Paul opened in October. The Elysian Bar, which is managed by the parents behind the Bywater smash Bacchanal, debuted a month later. I get up in a wrought-iron cover mattress, in an attractively monastic room on the foot of a dramatic wishbone-shaped cypress staircase within the previous schoolhouse, serious about that eggplant and okra. The tender greens had been shellacked in aromatic, feisty pepper paste. CrĂšme fraĂźche, fennel, and mint countered with cool touches. Black sesame seeds, complete cumin seeds, and peanuts made each chunk crunch like Cracker Jacks. The Elysian Bar inside Resort Peter and Paul. Courtesy of Resort Peter and Paul Martha Wiggins, deliverer of the dish, is the chef de delicacies to Alex Harrellâs government chef, and the 2 go method again. They cooked collectively at Sylvain and Angeline and have resumed their simple two-step at Elysian Bar, banging out an all-day menu that includes Southern produce and proteins on a global trip. Big, candy, head-on prawns had been plucked from the gulf, roasted, and bathed in fruity-hot Calabrian chile butter. Lacto-fermented corn blew up a mild-mannered cucumber salad with mini explosions of sugar, salt, and funk. The grits had been greatest Iâve eaten, a pressure of crimson corn grown and dried by the Alabama coast, milled at Bellegarde Bakery in New Orleans, and at last simmered with milk and cream right into a porridge as silky and beige as cappuccino foam. They got here topped with an ideal poached egg, frizzled shallots, and mushrooms suspended in a barbecue-y tomato sauce, all scrumptious however finally pointless. These grits stand alone. Laissez-faire Elysian Barâs eerie night glamour abates within the daylight. At 8:30 within the morning, after I shuffle throughout the resort courtyard into the restaurant, the place looks like a mansion museum earlier than the docents have arrived. There are not any clients and no breakfast apart from baked items on the twee espresso barâunusual for a resort restaurant. âThe menu begins at 10:30,â says a dour barista, passing a cup of Congregation Espresso throughout the counter. She seems to be like she wants it greater than I do. I take the espresso for a stroll round Marigny, the place the homes are taffy-colored and the sidewalks cracked like Package Kats. Timber flip complete blocks into canopied tunnels of greenery, and the air is thick with humidity and magnolias. There are worse locations to attend for a restaurant to open. I head again into Elysian Bar at 11 a.m. and, identical to at dinner, thereâs no workers to direct me. I wander into the sunroom, by daylight a rustic kaleidoscope of lemons and sapphires, and sit down. A server seems to tell me Iâve to order on the bar, and whereas I can order now, the kitchen gainedât begin serving meals till 11:30. So I rise up from my desk, stroll into the bar, place (and pay for) my order with the bartender. Almost an hour later, the server then delivers that order to my desk. Confused? Me too. Contained in the cafe at Resort Peter and Paul. Courtesy of Resort Peter and Paul Harrell and Wiggins maintain up their finish of the deal once more. The tannish-gray puck of sunchoke custard seems to be like one thing youâd use to grout toilet tile, nevertheless it tastes purely of the creamy, nutty Jerusalem artichokes. A tangle of shaved asparagus, arugula, and radishes tossed in acidic, mustardy French dressing surrounds the custard like a inexperienced halo. Bourbon creates a delicate undercurrent of sweetness within the beautiful rooster liver pĂątĂ©. Grilled sliced of wheat-y Bellegarde sourdough and tangy strawberry-beet mostarda accompany, and the three parts eaten collectively harmonize like a choir. The duck egg omelet is ideal. Made with Mississippi eggs and served with a well-dressed pile of arugula, itâs as yellow as a buttercup, pregnant with wealthy, runny triple-crĂšme cheese, and never too moist or too dry. Chives and bowfin caviar bead the omeletâs sloping floor, including balancing pops of salinity and allium warmth to every luxurious forkful. I might eat this each day for breakfast and by no means get bored. Itâs afternoonâactually, after middayâwhen my âbreakfastâ is completed. I see my server/not-server as soon as in the course of the meal. As a result of Iâve already paid, I can go away rapidly, with out saying goodbye. Many individuals assume one of the best factor a resort restaurant could be will not be a resort restaurant. Itâs way more beneficial to be a spot activated by locals, someplace genuine, with genuinely good meals and noncorporate ambiance. Elysian Bar has clearly achieved that. The good cooking and evocative environment make it a spectacular place to be, however for the visitor who needs to belong to a different metropolis for one evening, to really feel welcomed and cared for, itâs solely spectacular in how quick it falls. Extra must-read tales from Fortune: âThis restaurateur traded high quality eating for Ben Franklinâs favorite milk cocktail âBar carts are back: How this revival is totally different âWhy Charlestonâs food scene is stronger than ever proper now âWhy this classic Israeli sandwich ought to be in your foodie to-do record âHearken to our new audio briefing, Fortune 500 Daily Follow Fortune on Flipboard to remain up-to-date on the most recent information and evaluation. Source link
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YWN has learned that authorities have made an additional arrest in connection to the Lev Tahor Cult overnight. Yechezkel Moshe Matisyahu Malka was reportedly taken into custody by Federal Law Enforcement Personnel. The charges against him along with additional details will be published by YWN shortly. As YWN reported in December, 5 members of the Lev Tahor Cult â including the cult leader â were arrested and are still sitting in jail without bail. Four of them were apprehended in Mexico, in a joint operation between Interpol and the FBI. Police had raided two out of three Lev Tahor owned properties in the country in the middle of the night. The four people arrested in Mexico were: Nachman Helbrans Meyer Rosner Chaim Yankel Rosner Uriel Goldman Aron Rosner was arrested in Williamsburg. They were indicted for the kidnapping of 14-year-old Yante Teller and her 12-year old brother Chaim Teller from their family in upstate New York, and conspiring to transport them to Mexico. YWN previously reported that the siblings were kidnapped on a Shabbos morning (December 8, 2018) in the town of Woodridge. The teens were seen getting into a vehicle in front of the home in middle of the night. Aron Rosner is believed to have driven the vehicle transporting the kidnapped children from Woodridge to the airport in Scranton, on Shabbos RâL. [PIDYON SHVUYIM?! Is There a Mitzvah To Assist The Imprisoned Lev Tahor Cult Leaders? â Halachic Analysis] YWN has been at the forefront for more than 10 years fighting the Lev Tahor cult â with dozens of articles over the years. Lev Tahor practices include women and girls wearing black head-to-toe coverings day and night, arranged marriages between teenagers, and a violent form of Malkos. Lev Tahor only permits certain fruits and vegetables to be eaten, as well as whole wheat flour made into bread with a stone press. [LEV TAHOR HORROR: Tales of Beatings and Torture Emerge From Excommunicated Cult Members] Former members of Lev Tahor (who either escaped or were otherwise expelled) do not recall learning Mishnayos or Gemara, nor any Mitzvos Bein Adam LeChaveiro. They spend the majority of the day in deep prayer and are only allowed to study certain sections of the Chumash, with Lev Tahor commentary. Reports indicate cult leaders have suggested death as better alternative than life outside the cult. Lev Tahor was founded and led by Shlomo Helbrans, from the 1980s until his drowning death in Mexico in 2017. Since then, the leadership has moved into the hands of his son Nachman Helbrans, along with Mayer Rosner, Yankel and Yoel Weingarten, who are even more radical and aggressive than the late founder. Internal documents of Lev Tahor show that Shlomo Helbrans made his followers swear and sign to uphold the following principles among others. (1) Everyone must negate his or her mind and mind thoroughly and completely, to the leader of Lev Tahor. 2) They must subjugate soul, spirit, and will. 3) Each man accepts upon his descendants and descendantâs descendants until the end of all generations to be subjugated under the will of Lev Tahorâs leader.. this should be said openly to the leader himself. 4) Everyone must be ready at any time and moment of 24 hours of the day, whether on the Shabbath and Yom Tov, summer and winter, healthy or sick, to do the will of the leader. 5) Whether the person is a young man or an old man, virgins and women they must accept to do the will of the leader. 6) They must agree to throw away all his physical needs, including eating sleep and rest until he fulfills the desires the leader. 7) It is the obligation of each of them at the beginning of the morning prayers to recite and accept upon themselves all of the above with full mouth and supreme joy. Some observers have written that these are signs of a cult. Indeed, this was the position of an author of an article that appeared in Mishpacha Magazine. Others, however, claim that there is nothing cult-like about the movement. Rabbi Yitzchok Frankfurter of Ami Magazine met with Helbrans and assured his readership that it was not a cult, even though a previous Ami article stated that it was. In 2014 YWN ran an article titled âCults and the War of the Jewish Magazinesâ in response to Mishpacha and Ami magazines running articles on Lev Tahor. Mishpacha Magzaine had run a fifteen page âexposeâ on the group, essentially describing Lev Tahor as a cult that has some serious issues involving medicating children, and behaviors that resemble child abuse. Ami Magazine claimed the exact opposite â and ran the following sentence below their headline âThe unjust persecution of a group of pious Jews, and the unsettling silence of the Jewish community.â Originally a citizen of Israel, cult leader Shlomo Helbrans went to the United States where he was convicted for kidnapping in 1994 and served a two-year prison term before being deported to Israel in 2000. He then settled in Canada. In 1994 he was convicted in Brooklyn for the 1992 kidnapping of 13-year-old Shai Fhima Reuven, a Bar Mitzvah boy he was tutoring, and served a two-year prison term in the U.S. He was originally sentenced to four to 12 years in prison, but in June 1996 an appeals court reduced the sentence to two to six years. Three days later, he was placed in the work release program for prisoners less than two years away from the possibility of parole, where inmates are freed from prison if they have a job. After protests, he was moved back to prison. The high-profile case drew much attention in the U.S., and gained further attention when Helbrans successfully convinced New York prison authorities to waive their requirement that all prisoners be shaved for a photograph upon entering prison, and to accept a computer-generated image of what he would have looked like clean-shaven instead. After the State Parole Board decided in November 1996 to release Helbrans after two years in prison, the case rose to near scandal with suspicions that the Pataki administration was providing him special treatment. After his release from prison, Helbrans ran a yeshiva in Monsey, N.Y., and was deported to Israel in 2000. He then settled in Canada, where in 2003 he was granted refugee status, claiming his life was being threatened in Israel. Helbrans and his followers had arrived in Mexicoâs southern Chiapas province after spending three years in Guatemala. They had travelled to Guatemala from Canada, where child-protection authorities were moving to seize children allegedly suffering from neglect. The group had been established on the outskirts of Sainte-Agathe-des-Monts, north of Montreal, for more than a decade before Quebec authorities began paying close attention. As they prepared to move in to protect children in the sect in late 2013, community members left en masse overnight for Chatham, Ontario. Before the next summer, they had moved on to Guatemala. Court documents used by Quebec police to obtain warrants alleged that Lev Tahor girls as young as 13 and 14 in the community were routinely married off to much older men. The allegations in the documents, which became public after the sect had fled and were never proven in court, included sexual and physical abuse of children.
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