#petit matane

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"Deux marins accusés de vol et d'assaut sur M. Hector Tremblay," Le Soleil. June 26, 1942. Page 3 & 6. ---- Maurice Twynham, un marin d'Angleterre, et Douglass-Robert McGurk, de Montréal, plaident non-coupables à une accusation d'assaut grave et de vol sur la personne de M. Hector Tremblay Cause remise à jeudi." --- Deux marins, Maurice Twynham 27 ans, d'Angleterre, et Douglas- Robert McGurk, 19 ans, de Montréal, tous deux employés à bord d'une corvette actuellement dans le havre de Québec, ont été mis en état d'accusation, hier après-midi, en cour des sessions de la paix, pour assaut grave et vol sur la personne de M. Hector Tremblay, 48 ans, de Petit-Matane. Les deux prévenus ont plaide "non coupables" et leur cause a été remise à jeudi prochain. Hector Tremblay a été trouvé sans connaissance et le crane ouvert, vers 3 heures, dimanche matin, dans la rue St-Pierre. Les deux présumés assaillants ont été mis en état d'arrestation. hier après-midi vers 2 heures, par les détectives municipaux & la suite d'une enquête a laquelle la patrouille navale donna toute sa collaboration. A la suite de la comparution des deux prévenus, M. le juge Laetare Roy, de la Cour des sessions de la paix, s'est rendu au chevet de Trem-2 blay qui est dans un état très critique. Comme on craignait que la victime de ce brutal attentat mourut dans les quarante-huit heures, la Cour décida de tenter d'obtenir une déclaration ante-mortem du blessé, qui est actuellement hospitalisé à Enfant-Jésus, ou les médecins font l'impossible pour le ramener à la vie. M. le juge Roy était accompagné du greffier de la Cour des sessions. M. Gendron, d'un sténographe, M. Ouellet, et du notaire Sirois trouvèrent le blessé presque inconscient, la tête presque entièrement enveloppée et portant à l'oreille un gros tampon de ouate pour étancher le sang qui en coule constamment. Les médecins de l'hopital ont réussi déjà suffisamment dans leurs soins pour ramener le blessé à une certaine conscience. Mais il lui est encore impossible de parler et, par suite, de faire la déclaration qu'on espérait obtenir de lui. M. le notaire Sirois tiendra la Cour au courant des progrès du malade et elle décidera des procédures à suivre en conséquence des renseignements qu'elle obtiendra.

[meriol-lehmann]

épandage de purin, route du ruisseau-à-la-loutre, petit-matane

[anduriil]

EUROPEANS, IT'S THE FINAL COUNTDOWN. HELP SHARKS!

EUROPEANS! 14 days left to vote to ban finning in Europe!

This petition will be brought to the European Parliament and it is our opportunity to give sharks a fighting chance!

Please go here to vote and PLEASE spread the word so it reaches more people

[ochoislas]

Si veo la calandria batir de gozo alas contra el rayo, que trascordada se abate con tal dulzura en el pecho, ¡ay! siento entonces tal envidia de aquél a quien veo alegre, que pasmo tengo que de ansia mi corazón no se funda.

¡Ay, triste! Maestro en amores me creí y sólo soy párvulo, pues de amar no me sujeto quien nunca ha de mejorarme. Me hurtó el cor, a mí me hurtó, a ella misma y toda gente; y se apartó sin dejarme más que afán y cor ansioso.

Perdí la virtud de mí, no fui mío desde la hora en que me mostró sus ojos en espejo que me place. Desque me miré en ti, espejo, asmas del hondo me matan, pues me perdí, tal perdido fue bel Narciso en la fuente.

Pierdo la esperanza en damas, nunca más me fiaré de ellas; y como antes las amparaba, ya las desampararé. Que no me asiste ninguna cabe quien me abate y hunde. De todas dudo y recelo, que bien sé que son calañas.

En tal muestra ser mujer mi dama, lo que le afeo: no quiere lo que conviene sino que lo entredicho hace. En disfavor soy caído; hice tal loco en el puente. No sé por qué así me aviene salvo que piqué muy arriba.

Se perdió el favor de cierto —y no lo alcancé a saber—, pues quien debía tener sobra, horra está ¿do procurarlo? ¡Qué mal parece ante todos que a este anheloso cuitado, que no ha mejora sin ella, morir deje y no lo acorra!

Pues con mi dama no valen favor ni ruegos ni ley, y que la ame la desplace, nunca más se lo diré. De ella me aparto y renuncio; me mató, tal muerto arguyo, y parto pues no me tiene, desterrado no sé adónde.

No ganáis, Tristán, conmigo, pues parto a vagar, cuitado. Reniego de los cantares y del amor me recato.

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Can vei la lauzeta mover de joi sas alas contra·l rai, que s’oblid’e·s laissa chazer per la doussor c’al cor li vai, ai! tan grans enveya m’en ve de cui qu’eu veya jauzion!; meravilhas ai, car desse lo cor de dezirer no·m fon.

Ai, las! tan cuidava saber d’amor, e tan petit en sai! Car eu d’amar no·m posc tener celeis don ja pro non aurai. Tout m’a mo cor, e tout m’a me, e se mezeis e tot lo mon; ecan se·m tolc, no·m laisset re mas dezirer e cor volon.

Anc non agui de me poder, ni no fui meus de l’or’en sai que·m laisset en sos olhs vezer en un miralh que mout me plai. Miralhs, pus me mirei en te, m’an mort li sospir de preon c’aissi·m perdei com perdet se lo bels Narcisus en la fon.

De las domnas me dezesper; ja mais en lor no·m fiarai; c’aissi com las solh chaptener, enaissi las deschaptenrai. Pois vei c’una pro no m’en te vas leis, que·m destrui e·m cofon, totas las dopt’e las mescre car be sai c’atretals se son.

D’aisso·s fa be femna parer ma domna, per qu’e·lh o retrai, car no vol so c’om deu voler, e so c’om li deveda, fai. Chazutz sui en mala merce, et ai be faih co·l fols en pon; e no sai per que m’esdeve, mas car trop puyei contra mon.

Merces es perduda, per ver, et eu non o saubi anc mai; car cilh qui plus en degr’aver no·n a ges; et on la querrai? A! can mal sembla, qui la ve, que[d] aquest chaitiu deziron que ja ses leis non aura be, laisse morir, que no l’aon!

Pus ab midons no·m pot valer precs ni merces ni·l drehz qu’eu ai, ni a leis no ven a plazer qu’eu l’am, ja mais no·lh o dirai. Aissi·m part de leis e·m recre; mort m’a, e per mort li respon, e vau m’en, pus ilh no·m rete, chaitius, en issilh, no sai on.

Tristans, ges no·n auretz de me, qu’eu m’en vau, chaitius, no sai on. De chantar me gic e·m recre, e de joi e d’amor m’escon.

Bernart de Ventadorn

di-versión©ochoislas

[albreehyde]

You know what the coronavirus pandemic hasn't stopped? The Hong Kong protests.

In fact, the protests have ramped up bc the CCP has passed on today, May 28th 2020 (HKT), the death sentence for Hong Kong, i.e. the most sinister plan to take away Hongkongers’ freedoms while we're all busy dealing with the coronavirus. Remember the now-withdrawn extradition law amendment bill (ELAB) that sparked the anti-ELAB protests last year? This new plan not only does that, but it even unleashes a whole new range of assault power.

No, the CCP isn't gonna crack down on Hongkongers with visible violence. They've learnt from the disastrous PR management of the June 4th / Tiananmen Massacre. Also, they need a better excuse for interfering in Hong Kong, 1 of the largest international financial centres and the gateway for the CCP to gain foreign currency and break into global financial markets.

Instead, the CCP’s plan is to force a "national security law" in Hong Kong like what they've been using in mainland China, bypassing Hong Kong’s legislature. The CCP leadership has already passed this law today, May 28th (HKT) and can sign it into effect as soon as early June.

We don’t know how much longer we can continue accessing international communication sites, which are banned in mainland China but freely accessible in Hong Kong, especially Google, WhatsApp, Tumblr, Twitter, Instagram, YouTube and Facebook. If we suddenly go silent about our fight for democracy, you can assume the censorship resulting from the "national security law" has taken effect.

Who’s gonna define that "national security law"? Most likely the CCP. They have their own legal system, instead of the common law system that HK uses based on the UK system. The CCP has an abominable track record of arbitrarily defining the law to persecute dissidents, violating human rights in the process. They have various means of silencing dissidents even if they manage to escape China. Well known dissidents include:

LIU Xiaobo, a Nobel Peace Prize Laureate.

HUANG Qi and TAN Zuoren, who advocated for an investigation into corruption in school construction following the 2008 Sichuan earthquake.

LI Wangyang, who took part in Tiananmen Square protests of 1989, tortured while in jail for 22 years and even still kept under surveillance after being released from prison.

WANG Quanzhang, a human rights lawyer who defends political activists and victims of police torture.

LEE Ming-che, a Taiwanese rights activist who promotes human rights and democracy online.

HU Jia, who posted articles on social issues which criticises the CCP.

WANG Yi (pen name: WANG Shuya), a Christian pastor who founded and led one of the well known underground churches in mainland China.

Tashi WANGCHUK, a Tibetan language education activist.

Currently, Hong Kong is the only city among all technically CCP-ruled regions where your freedoms and human rights are protected in practice (though fast eroding) with judicial independence (also starting to skew) following international law. 

After the "national security law" passes, Hongkongers will lose all our fundamental freedoms and rights, including but not limited to:

Freedom of expression.

The right to peaceful assembly.

Freedom of the press.

Freedom of thought.

Rights against arbitrary arrest, detention or exile.

The right against torture; and even,

The right to life, liberty and security of person.

Our fight against the CCP will become illegal, since we'll no longer be able to monitor and speak out against the CCP and CCP-backed HK government. Our very existence as Hongkongers could be seen as a rebellion. Hong Kong today, the world tomorrow.

Everyone, no matter your nationality, will no longer be safe from the CCP. The CCP threatens international law. The proposed law plans to allow CCP agents to work in Hong Kong. Hong Kong is one of the largest international travel hubs. Whoever lives in, or simply passing through Hong Kong, could be kidnapped and transported to mainland China if the CCP thinks you’re a threat. Does that sound familiar? Yeah, bc that’s the exact potential loophole we criticised during the anti-ELAB protests. In fact, this kind of abduction already happened in 2015, in the Causeway Bay Books disappearances which include LAM Wing-kee and GUI Minhai. The booksellers were persecuted for selling books on politics, human rights, criticism of the CCP leadership, and any subject that the CCP leadership didn’t like.

After the "national security law" passes, we'll no longer have the freedom to raise the alarm to the world about new epidemics first popping up in mainland China, like the coronavirus now and SARS in 2003 (more from the WHO archive). Fun fact: Hongkongers have been managing the coronavirus relatively well precisely bc we don't trust the CCP-backed HK gov and we’ve been taking preventive measures way before it advises us to, based on previous experience with SARS.

We’ll no longer have the right to be assumed innocent until proven guilty in the court, not even the right to fair trial and equality under the law, since HK will no longer have an independent judicial system under the separation of powers. Hong Kong is run on the rule of law but the CCP runs on the rule by law, and the CCP has increasingly pressured HK’s judges. Foreign judges will be banned from national security cases, likely bc they are more likely to uphold the rule of law and independent judiciary.

We'll no longer have the freedom to talk about the truth. Instead, we’ll be forced to censor ourselves and substitute the truth with CCP approved propaganda. The CCP knows who controls the truth controls society. The coronavirus? “No, it's spread to China by the US armed forces. It's a part of their plan to frame the CCP.” Banning TikTok and Huawei? “They don't cause security or privacy issues. There's no censorship on the platforms provided through these technologies. The ‘accusations’ are a part of an international plan to frame the CCP.” (Notice a pattern here?) Just 3 days ago (May 25, 2020), the Hong Kong exam board, which is independent from the Education Bureau, was forced to cancel a public exam question about Japan’s roles in the development of China from 1900 up to WWII bc it “hurts Chinese people’s” (aka CCP’s) “esteem and feelings”.

We'll no longer have the freedom to connect with the international community (Joshua WONG, Hong Kong activist) and different cultures with open minds, as the CCP looks down on the values and impacts of non-CCP-approved-Chinese cultures. It has an insatiable need to dominate the world through homogeneity, seizing natural resources, and economic expansion. Just look at how the CCP treats Uyghurs and Tibetans. Read about the Belt and Road Initiative especially in Africa - it's practically CCP colonialism. Then look at how the CCP, by building dams in upstream Mekong River, has caused a drought in Thailand, Laos, Cambodia and Vietnam. The CCP keeps claiming without proof that Hongkongers who want democracy are a minority (Spoiler: We aren't. At least 2 million residents out of 7.5 million, i.e. over 1 in 4 residents, marched for democracy on June 16, 2019. Remember?) are influenced by Western chaos agents, bc the CCP can't afford citizens thinking critically, criticizing and holding them accountable for their actions. Case in point: the June 4th / Tiananmen Massacre. The CCP-backed HK gov has extended the ban on social gatherings until (you guessed it) June 4th, which is rumoured to stop people from holding vigils, even though daily new coronavirus cases are in single digits and schools are reopening a week before.

We'll no longer have the freedom to maintain our identity of being Hongkongers, since according to CCP logic, being local / Hongkongers means identifying against CCP-controlled China → challenging and rebelling against the CCP → directly threatening CCP’s authority → enemy of CCP. The most conspicuous symbols? The Hong Kong anthem, Glory to Hong Kong. And Cantonese, the native language of over 90% of Hongkongers. A similar case has already happened with Tibetan culture and language: Tashi WANGCHUK, a Tibetan language education activist, was persecuted in 2018 simply for advocating to preserve his own heritage.

(Side note: If you ask if somebody speaks Chinese, it's like asking if they speak Asian or European. “Chinese” encompasses a group of languages which include Cantonese, Taiwanese and Mandarin, which currently many people refer to as “Chinese”. If you start talking in mainland-Chinese accented Mandarin to Hongkongers without asking, you'll get responses ranging from confused / pained replies in most likely English, often Cantonese, or rarely, Mandarin; the side eye; the silent treatment; or even a glare. We’re far more welcoming if you speak Taiwanese-accented Mandarin though.)

Hongkongers will keep fighting for our rights, and we need reinforced international support in our most urgent battle. So what can you do to stand with us?

1. Chris PATTEN, the last governor of Hong Kong under British rule, has led a joint statement to protest against the CCP’s move to force the "national security law" in Hong Kong. As of writing on May 28th, the day of passing the law, the joint statement's been co-signed by over 618 political representatives and academics from 33 countries, including the UK, the US, the EU, Canada, Australia, Russia and the rest of Asia. Please write to encourage your local policymaker to cosign the letter (template linked in-text).

2. Sign petitions that support our fight for freedom, e.g. international sanctions against the CCP, the CCP-backed Hong Kong government, and the Hong Kong Police Force.

3. Continue making posts in support of Hongkongers on your regular social media sites, esp Twitter, where there's a higher chance of politicians seeing your posts.

Yeah, like Matan EVENOFF, who tricked the NBA dance cam into streaming support for Hong Kong.

4. Report content spreading pro-CCP propaganda about the Hong Kong democracy movement; report both the comment / post and the account. Some common insults pro-CCP trolls use: “cockr**ch” (dehumanizing Hong Kong protestors); “sb” (initials of “d**chebag” in Mandarin); “nmsl” (initials of “Your mum is dead” in Mandarin); “biss” (a contraction of “must d*e” in Mandarin); and insinuating in any way that anyone in support of the protests is a “servant” or a “pet” of foreign politicians. People have mentioned that on Twitter, reports on pro-CCP troll content are more thoroughly followed up on and the content more likely to be removed. I've found that on Instagram, reporting as spam has a higher removal rate than reporting to other relevant categories.

5. Stay updated with the situation on HK by following independent and/or pro-democracy journalists in HK:

Hong Kong Free Press (In English. Official website / Twitter @hongkongfp / Instagram @hongkongfp / Youtube @hongkongfp / Facebook @hongkongfp)

The Stand News (Mostly in Chinese, but you don’t need to know Chinese to understand their infographics. Official website / Twitter @standnewshk / Instagram @thestandnews / Youtube @standnewshk / Facebook @standnewshk)

RTHK News (In both English and Chinese news; publicly funded. As of May 28th 2020, it has still maintained objective reporting, but this could change for the worse quickly bc the CCP-backed HK government has plans to interfere in its editorial independence. Official website / Twitter @rthk_enews / Facebook @RTHKEnglishNews)

Guardians of Hong Kong / Be Water Hong Kong (a volunteer page that translates news from Chinese to English; it updates quickly. Official website / Twitter @BeWaterHKG / Instagram @guardiansofhk / Facebook @BeWaterHongKong)

No matter what ultimately happens to Hongkongers, you're helping us make history. And even if Hongkongers still lose in the end, promise us that you'll continue fighting for us.

Remember us for centuries.

[camilleauquebec]

Les bandits de Saint-Ulric

Près de Matane, dans un petit village de bord de fleuve nommé Saint-Ulric, un grand manoir cossu fait face aux flots et fascine les passants. Des histoires saugrenues sur le propriétaire et ses activités sont soufflées d'une oreille à l'autre dans la région.

Ou plutôt chuchotées. Il semblerait qu'un grand secret entoure cette impressionnante demeure. Elle qui stimule tous les esprits mais dont le secret n'est jamais dit trop haut, comme si les murs avaient des oreilles...

La ville de Saint Ulric sur le bord du fleuve Saint-Laurent. Source.

Les québécois sont aussi arrangeants qu'un français s'énerve vite. Ils sont de nature paisible, à acquiescer à vos dires sans troubler les eaux calmes de votre relation. Le frère de Julien m'a dit un jour que c'était parce qu'ils étaient écrasés depuis si longtemps (dans leur Histoire avec les anglais notamment) qu'ils avaient fini par céder à l'envie de se rebeller. Samuel me parle en particulier de la politique et des débats inexistants au Québec, mais c'est un qualificatif que je retrouve finalement dans le quotidien (maintenant qu'on m'en a parlé).

L'histoire de cette demeure, si tout le monde en parle, n'est vraiment pas claire. A force de chuchotages, lorsque j'ai commencé à poser de vraies questions, le ton baissait d'un coup et on me balayait l'air de la main: "Oh, je sais pas vraiment, il s'y passait des trucs pas clairs.". Et moi de répondre "mais quoi ?". "Rien, rien, j'en ai pas idée finalement.". Et hop, de justesse on avait évité de se mouiller pour le plus grand nombre. Alors que tout le monde murmure sur la même partition.

C'est à Baie Comeau que j'ai eu vent de la maison la première fois. Un ami de Julien me lance au détour d'une conversation:

"Tu as-tu vu le manoir de Matane ?"

L'entrée de la maison. Crédit photo: C. Gosselin.

Construite récemment, elle détonne complètement des environs. On croirait à une espèce de Disneyland privé, avec moult détails bling à souhait, comme des gargouilles, mille dorures et un modeste puits à souhait en pierres massif.

Sur le côté du manoir, trois hectares de pelouse tondue et un énorme ranch séparé en trois bâtiments: deux gros hangars et une fermette. Devant ces bâtiments, qui s'étendent à une cinquantaine de mètres du manoir, une autre entrée où il est marqué sur une planche:

Ranch Chez Donald

Les ranchs sont très communs dans la région, ils poussent dans les collines du bas Saint-Laurent comme des pissenlits. Mais celui de Donald n'a ni chevaux, ni moutons, ni vaches.

Et déjà à Baie Comeau, la première fois qu'on m'en a parlé, il y avait bien du mystère autour du sujet.

Autour de la table, lorsque j'ai répondu que j'ignorais tout de ce manoir, de nombreuses fossettes se sont creusées dans les joues de mes camarades, révélant ainsi des histoires de fantômes et autres chimères d'une enfance partagée. Les amis de Julien ainsi rassemblés dans leurs souvenirs avaient chacun un petit détail à donner sur cette immense maison, devant laquelle chacun était passé plus d'une fois. Mais aucun ne prit l'initiative de m'expliquer clairement ce qu'ils s'imaginaient se cacher là, sous les yeux de tout le monde.

Officiellement, les faits sont les suivants.

Le manoir est l’œuvre d'un homme appelé Donald Charest, d'où le nom du ranch attenant qui lui appartient aussi. Ce gaspésien est propriétaire de deux poissonneries, une en Gaspésie sur le Golfe et l'autre à Matane, en bordure du fleuve Saint-Laurent.

Si sa demeure massive attire les regards de nombreux badauds, elle a aussi intéressé la police. Le mercredi 12 juin 2013, la police fédérale entreprend le démantèlement d'un réseau de trafiquants de cigarettes, dont la tête du réseau se trouve justement...à Saint-Ulric, chez Donald Charest. La gendarmerie de la Couronne procédera à son arrestation, ainsi qu’à celle de ses trois complices.

Des policiers de la GRC lors de la perquisition du manoir en 2013. Source: Journal de Montréal.

L’homme de 57 ans à l’époque des faits utilisait vraisemblablement ses hangars de ranch pour stocker un million de cigarettes de contrebande, d’une valeur totale de 325 000 dollars. De plus, il a été retrouvé 25 000$ d’argent comptant ainsi que six armes à feux et deux camions. Sa Poissonnerie du Phare Ouest, située à Matane, était le principal point de vente de son réseau.

L’enquête menée depuis 2012 a finalement réussi à supprimer 20% de la contrebande de cigarettes dans l’Est du Québec. Revenu Québec fut bien arrangé. Le réseau avait en effet éludé quelques 250 000$ de taxes fédérales.

Au Québec, les délits de contrebande coûtent cher. Pour les plus graves, on compte une amende allant de 5000 à 750 000 dollars, assortie de deux ans de prison.

Jugé en 2019, Donald Charest plaide coupable d’avoir vendu illégalement des produits de tabac non estampillés entre janvier et juin 2013. Il sera condamné à payer deux amendes pour un total de 161 400$.

Si on parle seulement de cigarettes dans la cour de justice de Matane, on parle à mi-mot de bien d’autres monstres dans le tribunal public. Autour de la table d’amis, alors qu’on me raconte les premières lignes de l’histoire de Donald, ce sont les fantaisies qui parlent. Une proximité du Golfe et du Pacifique près d’un des points du réseau en Gaspésie les stimulent encore plus.

Si aucun québécois ne le dit de ses propres mots, je comprends qu’il s’agit plutôt de la chimère d’une certaine poudre blanche qui attise les secrets.

Alors que j’enquête pour cet article, des semaines après, je tombe sur des photos du manoir prise par des motards qui écrivent sur des Skyblog laissés à l’abandon. Ils se rejoignent tous sur une légende urbaine eux aussi: Donald Charest serait un Hells Angel, un des membres de l’organisation criminelle la plus influente au Québec.

« Et toi tu prends en photo sa maison ? Criss de cave » répond un internaute à une des photographies.

Et moi j’écris des articles sur lui car il est devenu le sujet de conversation de toute une région. Rendant soudain l’ambiance extatique chez les jeunes du Saint-Laurent quand on parle du Manoir de Matane…

[mamabearcatfanfics]

More Than Words - Part Two

Today’s the day I was going to originally start posting this little fic, but you got the first part early! I’m trying to keep each part small (which is actually harder for me than long long chapters, believe it or not) so hopefully you’ll get a little taste each day, or every second day if real life gets in the way. Grab a coffee and enjoy :)

If you haven’t read it already, here’s a link to PART ONE

Pat…

Pat pat pat pat pat…

Inuyasha grunted, blearily opening his eyes to the tiny orange fluffball currently sitting on his chest, one paw resting against his cheekbone.

Mew. Mew. Meoooow!

The kitten patted him on the cheek again with his tiny paw and then flexed his needle like claws for good measure. Inuyasha’s hand shot out and grabbed the tiny kitten by the scruff of the neck and shook him very gently.

“Shippou, dame!” He glanced over to the clock resting on the small desk that acted as his study space, dining room table and general holdall for things he didn’t have room for anywhere else. 5.59am. As he watched, the numbers ticked over and a tinny sounding alarm beeped at him. Time to get up.

He sat up and swung his legs around, stretching both arms up above his head and groaning in relief at the satisfying pops that got the kinks out of his back. He tried to ignore the excited kitten kneading his paws on his bare thigh, but the tiny pricks of those sharp little claws made it difficult. He cracked his neck from side to side. Sometimes he wondered if sleeping on the floor would be more comfortable than this lumpy mattress he’d found on the side of the road. 

Shippou jumped down as Inuyasha stood, circling his legs with plaintive mews as he turned off the alarm then shuffled over to the small cupboard under the sink, retrieving the box of cat biscuits. Shippou’s mews became even more frantic as he shook some cat biscuits into a small blue bowl then placed it on the tiled floor next to an identical bowl of water. The kitten immediately began eating noisily, his little paws kneading against the cold floor. Inuyasha couldn’t help but grin at him.

It wasn’t like he’d wanted a cat. But when he’d found the tiny kitten shivering near the back fence, covered in dirt and fleas with his little tail caught in a tin can, he couldn’t very well just leave him there. He was sorta getting used to having the little guy around. Even if he was a little shit that bit him on the ankles every time he walked in the door. He was a little concerned about telling Kaede that he’d adopted a kitten – there wasn’t a clause about pets on his lease, but he was hoping she wouldn’t mind. She had already overlooked a lot of things when she’d agreed to take him on as a tenant - maybe just one more wouldn’t hurt?

He popped a slice of bread in his toaster, then spread the hot toast with a lot of butter and the tiniest scraping of Vegemite. The salty taste was good for breakfast, but he’d learnt the hard way that it was better eaten in small portions.

Glancing at the time, he quickly pulled on his clothes, and pulled his hair up into a loose bun, trying to ignore the overflowing laundry basket in the corner. Sunday was laundry day, the one day that he didn’t open the shop. He didn’t like the laundromat, but washing it in his own sink and trying to get it all dry was worse. He got the impression that the older woman who ran it was always trying to flirt with him, and it made him uncomfortable, but there was nowhere else within walking distance, and going somewhere on the train or bus meant extra money, so he had to put up with it.

Shippou was now contentedly sitting on the windowsill above Inuyasha’s bed, diligently washing his face with his tiny paws after finishing his breakfast. He’d been so bony when Inuyasha had first found him two weeks ago, frighteningly so, but now he was beginning to fill out. His orange and white striped fur was now fluffy and clean, and his green eyes sparkled with mischief. The tray of cat litter was still unused that morning, so Inuyasha turned to leave, giving Shippou a final glance.

“Be a good boy Shippou”, he said, his english slow and careful. Shippou paused his ablutions to blink at him, his tongue still poking out mid lick, and Inuyasha snorted. At least he didn’t have to worry too much about making a mistake in front of his new flatmate; Shippou wasn’t the best conversationalist either.

He yawned again as he jogged down the steep staircase that led from his studio to the shop, then pulled up the metal security door that covered the shopfront, letting in some cooler morning air. 6.30am. Just enough time for him to make himself a coffee before…

“Good morning!”

He turned in surprise. There was the girl from yesterday. She was leaning over, with her hands resting on her knees, panting a little. His eyes roved appreciatively over her petite form, dressed in what was obviously her running gear – ¾ leggings, a cropped misshapen t-shirt with some unintelligible english words that showed an enticing sliver of pale skin, and bright blue running shoes. He watched as she tugged the earbuds from her ears, shoving them in a tiny pocket in her leggings. Wait, what had she said again? Still half asleep, he racked his brain for the right words – it had been a greeting of some sort, he was sure.

“Hullo Kagome”, he said cautiously.

The smile she gifted him with as she suddenly stood upright rivaled the warmth of the summer sunrise behind her.

“You remembered my name!” He smirked at the excited wriggle she did, shuffling her feet on the footpath. “I have to know yours now!”

He blinked at her.

“Uh…” she tapped her lips with her forefinger as if thinking for a moment, then pointed to herself. “Kagome”, then gestured towards him and looked at him expectantly.

He hesitated for a moment. What name should he give her? The english one that he’d been putting on all his documentation since he came to Australia, or his real name, the name he’d mostly left behind with his old life. After looking at her open friendly face for a few more moments, he came to a decision.

“Inuyasha.” He bowed forward a little.

Kagome smiled. “That’s Japanese, right?” He nodded. “Yes, I was right!” she said with a grin. “Hajimemashite Inuyasha.”

“Hajimemashite Kagome”, he grinned. He breathed a sigh of relief. Another person he could speak to besides Kaede and Sango. Although, she’d said that a bit hesitantly, like she was trying to remember it. “Nihongo wo hanasemasuka?” he asked.

Kagome held up her forefinger and thumb close together, and shrugged. “Only two terms in high school. And words I picked up from anime. And the swear words Souta and I learned to tease Jiji.”

Inuyasha shrugged back. From the general jist of what he’d just understood, her answer was ‘not much’. He latched on to the last bit of of information. “Jiji? Grandfather?”

Kagome beamed at him and nodded. “Uh huh. My grandfather is Japanese.” An alarm beeped on her phone, and she reached into the small pocket it was wedged in. “Aw crap, I gotta run, otherwise I won’t have time to have a shower before work.” She tucked the phone back in her pocket and put her earbuds back in her ears. “Jā matane Inuyasha!” she called out as she jogged away.

“Yeah. See you Kagome!” he called back with a wave. He couldn’t help smiling as he walked back inside the shop. That had been nice. He’d spoken english to her and she hadn’t tried to correct him or tease him, just been cheerful and supportive. He moved over to the coffee machine and switched it on, ready to start his day. But he couldn’t help glance up in the direction Kagome had gone. He hoped he would see her again soon.

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Konnichiwa à tous !

Je commence avec une mini-anecdote qui peut paraître très normale pour certains d’entre vous, mais qui pour moi, campagnarde pure et dure, est tout simplement et technologiquement incroyable ! Je sais, j’ai d’autres petites histoires qui peuvent être plus intéressantes à vos yeux, mais j’attends d’avoir un peu plus de documentation avant de vous les montrer. Donc en attendant…voici ! Vous voyez la photo ? Ceci est une caisse automatique dans une chaîne de magasins de prêt-à-porter à Tokyo. Il n’y a pas de caissière, ça jusque-là on connaît, pas de problème…mais pas de scanner de code non plus. En fait il n’y a pas grand-chose, à part un lecteur de carte de crédit, une tablette, et de quoi insérer la monnaie et les billets. Enfait, vous posez tous vos articles d’un coup dans la cage de droite, et la tablette détecte TOUS les articles en 1 fraction de seconde, sans scan ni bip ni “code-barre nianiania”, tout ça.

Je sais, c’est très “pas japonais” ou alors “pas vraiment intéressant”, mais j’étais tellement sur le popotin quand j’ai vu ça que j’ai bugué 5 minutes avant de payer…haha une vraie Hobbit qui sort de la Comté ! Je voulais juste vous partager ce petit moment de début de mon périple… Matane !

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Tom Roberts; Petite Matane

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“I wish people would treat me like they would treat a married registered nurse with 2.5 kids in Indiana. She brings her hands to her mouth, falling silent as tears fill her eyes. When Olson is asked in the video how she would like to be treated, the question appears to catch her off guard. “In our next episodes, we want to keep spotlighting provocative stories about women that you don’t get to access through magazines and reality television.” I believe that with that proper exposure, we can minimize the destruction and even reverse some negative trends against women,” he told CNN in an email. “Today, unfortunately women are seriously under-represented across nearly all sectors of society around the globe.

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The curator of “Real Women, Real Stories,” Matan Uziel, told CNN he launched the series to empower women by highlighting their struggles, challenging stereotypes and raising money for causes that support girls’ and women’s education. to offer an honest take on the porn industry and its effects on female stars of adult films. Olson said she agreed to do the video interview - recorded last year at her home in L.A. She has a girlfriend, and Bree Olson is not her real name. She now works reluctantly as a cam model, a term for men and women who perform sex acts on live webcams for Internet customers. In an email interview with CNN she said she left the porn industry in 2011 and tried to launch several businesses that failed. Olson, 29, moved recently from Los Angeles to Fort Wayne, Indiana. They treat me like I would somehow be damaging to children.” They don’t treat me like an ex-sex worker. “I have really gotten to the point where there are days to weeks at time where I don’t leave the house because I don’t feel like facing the world,” she said. “When I go out, I feel as if I’m wearing ‘slut’ across my forehead,” she said in the video interview, which was posted online last week and is making the rounds in feminist circles on social media. Without giving details, she said people who recognize her in public call her ugly, demeaning names. No one wants anything to do with her after they find out about her former life. She said she has trouble finding work and making friends. Olson shared her struggles in a video for the digital interview series, “ Real Women, Real Stories.” Since then, she’s been trying to transition into mainstream life, but it hasn’t been easy. Olson estimates she was making $30,000 to $60,000 a month in the adult film industry before she gave up her career and parted ways with Sheen. Olson was one of Charlie Sheen’s live-in “goddesses” who shared his home with other women during his 2011 meltdown. Please look at the time stamp on the story to see when it was last updated.įormer adult film star Bree Olson has a message for young girls: Don’t get into porn. All rights reserved.ĭatabase structure, search engine, and dynamic content generation by CMAC Web Design and Small & Rubin Ltd.This is an archived article and the information in the article may be outdated. If you have questions about the site please contact us at: contents ©2010 by Pollution Probe and Technology and Health Foundation. All use of this site is subject to our disclaimer. Pollution Probe and Technology and Health Foundation and their funding partners assume no liability or responsibility whatsoever arising from the use of any information found in or accessible from the site. TO CONTINUE CLICK HERE: /en/content/thugbait-1.html These links to commercial sites in no way imply any form of endorsement of such commercial products or services by either Pollution Probe or Technology and Health Foundation or its funding partners. has links to some commercial donors (in cash or in kind) on its home page, to some commercial sites that provide information on indoor environment management within the database, and to some commercial gateway sites as a way of providing easy passage from the prescriptive information contained in the database to the world of commercial products and services, which will be required by school boards to implement their Indoor Environment Management Plans. is a not-for-profit, non-commercial site dedicated solely to increasing the access of School Boards to good information that will assist them in preparing and implementing Indoor Environment Management Plans to the benefit of students and school staff. You have clicked on an icon or URL that will take you out of the site into a commercial site.

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"BEATING IS FATAL," Toronto Star. June 29, 1942. Page 2. ---- Quebec. June 29 - (CP) - Hector Tremblay, 48, of Petit Matane, died early today from injuries suffered about a week ago when he was robbed and beaten. Maurice Twynham of England and Douglas Robert McGurk, 19, of Montreal, sailors from a ship now in port, are held in connection with the affair.

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Article which appeared in Ha’aretz 25.6.2021

* The protesters in Balfour look at their work with pride, but also with a little apprehension *

They protested near the prime minister's residence with the piety of believers and suffered insults, beatings and arrests. Now that the Netanyahu family is packing, the main activists are concluding a period, but for some of them a protest is far from over.

* Nir Hasson * 25.06.2021 06:00

Last Saturday night it was the first time in four years that Sami Alkalay did not go to the demonstration. "I've been missing two or three for four years," he admits after a thought. Instead of a demonstration he went with his wife to a movie. On the way they passed near Balfour. Several demonstrators gathered and shouted "Get out," in protest of the refusal of former Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu to the official residence. "I saw them together, and I did not miss it . I had done  what needed to be done," Alkalay says.

 There were bigger protests than the Balfour protest, but there seemed to be no more determined ones. Yesterday (Thursday), the black flag movement also announced that it had achieved its goal: "Removing the greatest threat to the State of Israel from the chair of the state's leadership," the statement said.

 Thousands of activists have devoted a significant portion of their lives to protesting against Netanyahu. Most of them had not been political activists before, but in the last four years, and especially in the year since the major protests began in Balfour, they have made the political protest against Netanyahu an integral part of their lives and identities. They came to Balfour with the piety of believers, quarreled with family members and friends who were bibists or skeptics, invested thousands of shekels of their money in travel and signs, and suffered insults and beatings from right-wing activists and police arrests. Now that the main purpose of the protest has been successfully crowned and the Netanyahu family is packing their belongings at the official residence, they look back with pride, and forward with a little apprehension - about Netanyahu's return or corruption, but also about boredom.

 Natanya Ginzburg, 82, a native of South Africa who walks with two walking sticks, was one of the symbols of the protesters in Balfour. Every week she used to not only come to the demonstration in Balfour, but also to the String Bridge, at the entrance to Jerusalem, and from there to Paris Square along with the crowds. "I had a hard time with going up  of Bezalel street which is very steep," she admits. In addition to the demonstrations near the prime minister's residence, she demonstrated with her friends at the "Migdal Nofim" sheltered housing complex in the Kiryat Hayovel neighborhood at the Monster Junction. Like many activists, she too has experienced violence from right-wing activists. During one of the demonstrations at the intersection, she was knocked  down in an alteracation  by a right-wing activist who got out of his vehicle. "I had no dizziness, I had no nausea. Nothing that a glass of whiskey can solve," she replied to the paramedic who asked that she be be evacuated. In another case, she was attacked by two in the Mahane Yehuda market. "I went with a T-shirt by Yeshayahu Leibowitz that says 'I told you so,'" she says. "I was alone in the market. He passed by a couple and started cursing me and dancing around me and saying it was a pity they didn't make me soap. It was not pleasant, but I got used to it too." Despite this she admits she will miss Balfour: "I will not miss the noise, but the young people, even though sometimes the attention  was embarrassing to me, encouraged me saying that because of me they feel they have to keep going."

 Meir (Moscow) Moskowitz was one of the permanent occupants of the sidewalk in front of the Prime Minister's residence. Until four years ago he was never in a demonstration. Like many, he finds it difficult to put his finger on a single incident that caused him to come, but the combination of the submarine affair and the dismissal of Mani Naftali, the head of the house at the Prime Minister's Residence, caused him to start protesting in Goren Square in Petah Tikva. “Like someone becoming a football fan, that’s how I became active in protest,” he says. "A lot of people said to me, 'What do you need this for?' "They understood that I was stubborn. To their credit, the day a new government was formed, they sent me WhatsApps and wrote that it was because of me, even though I did not think so."

Danny Danieli, former director of cultural institutions in Jerusalem and now an organizational consultant, joined the protest four and a half years ago. "There were moments I had a hard time," he says. "There were cold and stormy evenings. We had terrible years in Paris Square. Sometimes 20 people and sometimes 25. You seem to be the only one in the world who cares. But I said I was here until a result was achieved. When the young people started joining, I said 'no matter what happens, I dedicate it to All the time it takes. "

 Many activists report criticism and misunderstanding from friends and family over the years of protest. "I heard it a lot," says Alkalay, "treated me like a hallucinatory god. 'What are you standing there for? It won't help.' I even had bitter arguments with my wife." "Family and friends is a sore point," Danieli adds. "I have friends who have disappointed me, people who did not have a different position in terms of the need for change, but they did not leave the house."

 "My father would say to me, 'Find a life, make your home,' but in my eyes I do for my home, because I am really worried about the future of my children. That is why I am struggling," says Adv. Gonen Ben Yitzhak, a senior activist in the Crimea Minster movement.

 "My brother said to me 'Leave, who will pay attention  to you?' Says Rami Matan, 70, who is also a veteran of the protesters. Matan is the chairman of his hometown, Nataf in the Jerusalem mountains. He is a former IDF and police officer and was a battalion commander on the Chinese farm during the Yom Kippur War. "I never dreamed I would confront police," he says. Matan stood in the square with Alkalay and others. Three years before Amir Hashakel, the prominent protest activists, came for his Shabbat strike, which turned Paris Square into “Balfour Square.” “I told my wife that was my mission now. This is my life's mission, "he says. He was arrested twice - the first time after drawing the word" you "on the road at the Hemed interchange, and the second time after police came to his home on suspicion of hoarding equipment intended for an illegal demonstration." They claimed we were planning to break into the house of the Prime Minister, "he says." I told them, 'Are you crazy?' "

 Last Saturday evening, Adv. Ben Yitzhak devoted himself to drafting a petition to the High Court against Netanyahu's stay at the prime minister's residence, "but then they announced that Bennett and Netanyahu had closed on a departure date and I did not submit," he clarifies. For him, the protest did not end. "Not a day goes by that I do not deal with it. This week we issued a letter exhausting proceedings on the center, on security for Netanyahu's children and a public letter to MK Galit Distel-Atbrian from the Likud, so that she can remove her immunity and be sued for a reward

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Last Saturday evening, Adv. Ben Yitzhak devoted a petition to the High Court against Netanyahu's stay at the prime minister's residence, "but then they announced that Bennett and Netanyahu had closed on a departure date and I did not submit," he clarifies. For him, the protest did not end. "Not a day goes by that I do not deal with it. This week we issued a letter extending proceedings on the center, on security for Netanyahu's children and a public letter to MK Galit Distel-Atbrian from the Likud, so that she can remove her immunity and be sued for libel against Kiry Minster. I do a lot of things, I don't feel empty, and there are a lot of things that still need to be taken care of. Netanyahu is a symptom of a bigger problem. "

 Since the election, Moskowitz has stopped coming to demonstrations and decided to wait and see what happens. Last week he demonstrated again, this time in front of the home of the new health minister, Nitzan Horowitz, in protest of the extension of the Corona emergency laws. "Everyone is in a coma, wanting to give the new government a chance, so there are not too many partners. But I'm waiting," he says. "I treat this government the way I treated the previous one - I don't make a distinction between right and left. I have a lot of good friends I knew in protest, but I don't need friends meetings. It was not a friends meeting for me. It was a war."

 "I even shed a tear," Matan admits, recounting the day the new government was sworn in. "It was a huge relief. We did not get to rest and estate. There is still a lot to fix. Now I take care of the garden. I neglected it and the house as well."

 Like many others in the protest, Ginzburg is now directing her activist energies to protest against the occupation and stepping up her activities in the Machsom Watch organization and in demonstrations against the settlers in Sheikh Jarrah. "I'll find something to deal with," she says, "but I was actually willing to be a little boring."

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Best translation fail EVER Reposted from @gaspesiememes Un bon dîner dans l’blanc avec une salade de chou pis de doigts à l’ail toé chose. Dur à battre. Pis oublie pas les petits cups de ketchups pour les frites ondulées. #gaspésie #gaspésiememes #vacances #gaspesie #gaspesiejetaime #gaspe #percé #matane #dixielee #dixieleelovers #fastfood please DM me if you do not want your photos shared into my curated feed...comments tend to get lost in the feed. /xoj ...and don't be pissed off if I share them without your permission. posting = public access. 🙄🙄🙄🙄 - #regrann (at London, Ontario) https://www.instagram.com/p/CDt6D4tHKqn/?igshid=1oz6qjb1bimyg

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Chute Neigette, la première petite randonnée près de Rimouski à 1h de Matane.

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Ce qui faut comprendre c’est qu’il ne fait jamais laisser les gens entraver votre bonheur. Vous méritez votre bonheur personne n’a le droit de vous le retirer 💪🏽🔥 (à Petit-Matane) https://www.instagram.com/p/B4sYNRKhqJB/?igshid=9vda2buyokih

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Konnichiwa à tous !

Enfin, après 3 ans d’absence, me revoilà sur ce blog pour vous partager mes petites expériences et anecdotes durant mon VDI (Voyage à Durée Indéterminée) au Japon!

Qu’il est plaisant de retourner “chez soi”, et d’être accueillie par toute la collec’ Nintendo à l’aéroport ! A ça se rajoute un gentil petit avertissement tremblement de terre, pour ne pas oublier dans quel pays on est…mais rien ne s’est passé, donc tout va bien.

Je prends le temps de prendre un peu mes marques sur place, et les articles s’en suivront par eux-mêmes, donc Stay Tuned !

Matane !