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    fashion
  • manner: how something is done or how it happens; "her dignified manner"; "his rapid manner of talking"; "their nomadic mode of existence"; "in the characteristic New York style"; "a lonely way of life"; "in an abrasive fashion"

  • make out of components (often in an improvising manner); "She fashioned a tent out of a sheet and a few sticks"

  • characteristic or habitual practice

  • Make into a particular or the required form

  • Use materials to make into





    games
  • A form of play or sport, esp. a competitive one played according to rules and decided by skill, strength, or luck

  • A complete episode or period of play, typically ending in a definite result

  • (game) bet on: place a bet on; "Which horse are you backing?"; "I'm betting on the new horse"

  • (game) crippled: disabled in the feet or legs; "a crippled soldier"; "a game leg"

  • A single portion of play forming a scoring unit in a match, esp. in tennis

  • (game) a contest with rules to determine a winner; "you need four people to play this game"





    girls
  • A female child

  • (girl) a young woman; "a young lady of 18"

  • (girl) daughter: a female human offspring; "her daughter cared for her in her old age"

  • A person's daughter, esp. a young one

  • A young or relatively young woman

  • (girl) female child: a youthful female person; "the baby was a girl"; "the girls were just learning to ride a tricycle"





    free
  • able to act at will; not hampered; not under compulsion or restraint; "free enterprise"; "a free port"; "a free country"; "I have an hour free"; "free will"; "free of racism"; "feel free to stay as long as you wish"; "a free choice"

  • Without cost or payment

  • loose: without restraint; "cows in India are running loose"

  • With the sheets eased

  • grant freedom to; free from confinement





    love
  • Feel a deep romantic or sexual attachment to (someone)

  • have a great affection or liking for; "I love French food"; "She loves her boss and works hard for him"

  • Like very much; find pleasure in

  • any object of warm affection or devotion; "the theater was her first love"; "he has a passion for cock fighting";

  • a strong positive emotion of regard and affection; "his love for his work"; "children need a lot of love"











365÷52 Day 34: 5/52 Psongs - "Runners Up"




365÷52 Day 34: 5/52 Psongs - "Runners Up"





"Runners Up"
The Beautiful South
Lyrics by Paul Heaton (Unreleased 1990)


I'm going back
To the old school yard
To have the final word
Not to give a victory speech
Or to lift a winners cup
But to blow the building up

He's going back
To the old school yard
To kick them in the teeth
To grip them by the throat
To hear them scream like no-one
Like they did to me

Your big red cross
Is a part of the bosses'
Plan to keep us tame
From the moment we are born
This pathetic uniform
Is worn to keep us
Looking all the same

This is the runners-up
We used to sit and pray
This is the runners-up
This is the runners-up
We used to sit and pray
This is the runners-up

And we hope you turn
In your grave
Again tonight
We hope you turn
In your grave
Again tonight

And nothing stays the same
But nothing seems to change
No more

He's going back

He's going back
To the old school yard
To let them know who I am
I'm battered and I'm bruised
And I feel a little used
But that's part of the plan

I'm going back
To the old school yard
With a bomb in hand
It's a shame the teacher's pet
Hasn't nothing burning yet
But I'm sure she'd understand

And I'll shed a little tear
As I watch her disappear
And the memory was gone
But in her voice a little slurred
I could hear those final words
[unintelligible]*

This is the runners-up
We used to sit and pray
This is the runners-up
This is the runners-up
We used to sit and pray
This is the runners-up

And we hope you turn
In your grave
Again tonight
We hope you turn
In your grave
Again tonight

And nothing stays the same
But nothing seems to change
No more

_______

Paul Heaton originally wrote this song for inclusion on the album Choke. At the last minute, he decided he didn't care for the lyrics and they ended up in the bin. David Rotheray's music was then sped up and became the song "The Rising of Grafton St." The song now only exists as a demo passed around by a few die hard fans.

I was surprised when I learned of the story behind this song since I quite enjoy the lyrics. They are darkly amusing and beautifully walk that line Heaton often draws between the poetic and the disturbing. As well, there is a vengeful side of me, petty, one that, while it doesn't carry grudges per se, certainly has a memory for past wrongs done me.

While I never went to school in Britain, and never really felt that highschool was a conformity factory ("this pathetic uniform/is worn to keep us/looking all the same"), I was acutely aware of elementary school's role in teaching "good" behaviour and rewarding those who would sit still, print neatly, and answer questions with statements rather than more questions. These things, I would learn later as an educator, are essentially female behaviours. (Males learn better if they are able to move about, for example -- for whatever the reason, a boy's brain is stimulated by movement, and left-right motion of the body translates as an ease in lateral thinking and enhanced communication between the left and right brain. Girls don't often require as much movement to accomplish the same thing as the female corpus collosum -- the thing that joins the two sides of your brain -- contains many more fibers than the male brain does, thus facillitating easier lateral thinking.) Not to say that highschool was problem-free. Now it was a world where jocks received an overabundance of attention, geeks and dweebs got to attend smaller classes with more one-on-one time with teachers, and those of us in the middle were left pretty much to fend for ourselves.

But at least I was free!

It was a good system, and for the most part it worked. As students, we felt that the administration gave a crap about us as human beings and would treat us fairly and honestly as people. They approached things with a live and let live kind of a policy, and they were rewarded with a student body that was appreciative of the love and freedom given to them. Certainly when we fucked up we got our asses kicked, but we were aware that we deserved it and with rare exception we'd suck it up and take what we got. We were not angels by any stretch of the imagination, but we were pretty good people, and we rarely went looking to cause trouble.

That all changed when Ms. S.A. C________ became our principal in my grade ten year. Suddenly, that live and let live policy was gone. Suddenly, it was assumed that everyone was a troublemaker, and we were treated like troublemakers. We were constantly being informed, long before we ever thought of doing any of them, of the things we ought not to do. Never was there any recognition of our successes (unless it was a winning game for the jocks), but always condemnation for the smallest infraction. In short, it was all stick, no carrot.

The result of this was that a student body that for the most part had been a bunch of good kids with good attitudes, guilty of the occasional fuck-up, became a group of kids who went lookin











Katharine Hepburn 1907 - 2003




Katharine Hepburn 1907 - 2003





Katharine Hepburn, Spirited Actress, Dies at 96

Katharine Hepburn, the actress whose independent life and strong-willed movie characters made her a role model for generations of women and a beloved heroine to filmgoers for more than 60 years, died yesterday at her home in the Fenwick section of Old Saybrook, Conn. She was 96 and also had a home in Manhattan.
Her physical presence was distinctive, her often-imitated voice filled with the vowels of a well-bred New Englander, and her sharp-planed face defined by remarkably high cheekbones. In her youth she did not have classical leading-lady looks, but a handsome beauty. In old age she was a familiar figure with her hair, gradually changing from auburn to gray, always in a topknot and her boyish figure always in the trousers that she helped to make fashionable.
She played sharp-witted, sophisticated women with an ease that suggested that there was a thin line between the movie role and the off-screen personality. The romantic comedy "The Philadelphia Story" and the screwball classic "Bringing Up Baby" were among her best, most typical roles. But through 43 films and dozens of stage and television appearances, she played comic and dramatic parts as varied as Jo in "Little Women," the reborn spinster Rosie in "The African Queen" and Eleanor of Aquitaine in "The Lion in Winter."
Her life and career were dominated by her love affair with Spencer Tracy, which created one of the great romantic legends and brilliant movie pairings of their day. Tracy was unhappily married and the father of two when they met, and he remained married until the end of his life. He and Miss Hepburn lived together for 27 years, until his death in 1967, and made nine films together.
"Woman of the Year," "Adam's Rib" and "Pat and Mike" are typically bright and biting Tracy-Hepburn collaborations. She is wickedly smart, slightly aloof and emotionally vulnerable. He is commonsensical, down-to-earth and deeply decent. He manages to bring her down a peg; she never minds.
Hepburn and Tracy, Vincent Canby wrote in The New York Times, "so beautifully complemented each other" that their relationship "never seemed to be a matter of capitulation." Rather, he added, it was "a matter of understanding and acknowledging each other's boundaries."
The frisson of their off-screen romance, always hinted at but never acknowledged during his lifetime, followed them on screen and became especially poignant when they played a married couple in their last movie together, "Guess Who's Coming to Dinner." Tracy died just 17 days after they had finished filming it.
Through most of her career, Miss Hepburn had a reputation for being private and elusive with the press. In fact, she frequently granted interviews, although she was reticent about her personal life. But after the death of Tracy's wife, Louise, in 1983, Miss Hepburn felt free to discuss the love affair.
In later years she spoke openly about her life and career, especially in her 1991 autobiography, "Me: Stories of My Life" (Alfred A. Knopf). Although admittedly sketchy rather than a comprehensive memoir, the book captured the qualities that endeared Miss Hepburn to audiences: a conversational tone, a no-nonsense attitude and disarming candor. The autobiography became a best seller, a tribute to her enduring appeal across generational lines.
In 1993 she appeared in an autobiographical television documentary, "Katharine Hepburn: All About Me," made for the TNT cable network. She began: "So this is about Katharine Hepburn, public, private. Can you tell which is which?" She added, laughing, "Sometimes I wonder myself."

Katharine Houghton Hepburn was born into a close family whose comfortable social status and unconventional opinions fostered self-confidence and independence. Her father, Dr. Thomas Norval Hepburn, was a Hartford surgeon and a pioneer in fighting venereal disease. Her mother, Katharine Houghton, was a suffragist and a strong advocate of birth control.
In "Me," Miss Hepburn finally revealed her age. "I was born May 12, 1907," she wrote, "despite everything I may have said to the contrary." For years she had said she was two years younger and had given her birthday as Nov. 8. That was the birthday of her older brother, Tom, who died at 16. Miss Hepburn, then 14, found his body hanging from the rafters of a house the family was visiting in New York City. The Hepburns said they never knew whether he had committed suicide and left open the possibility that he had been practicing a magic trick.
Although the family always called her Kathy or Kath, one summer Miss Hepburn so hated being a little girl that she cut her hair and called herself Jimmy. "I thought being a girl was really the bunk," she said in an interview. "But there's no bunk about Jimmy.









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