Thanks, Ian Bremmer
Connecticut’s Democrat governor proves he can be as dumb as any Tea Party Republican
A Connecticut father sued a school district for barring his daughter from class because of fear she may be infected with Ebola after a trip to a family wedding in Nigeria, in what may be the first such U.S. lawsuit over the virus.
Stephen Opayemi said he and his 7-year-old daughter, who is in the third grade, returned to the U.S. Oct. 13. He was told by Milford School Superintendent Elizabeth Feser that his daughter would be removed by the police if she went to school Oct. 20, according to a complaint filed yesterday in New Haven federal court.
Actually…on Oct. 20, Nigeria was declared Ebola-free by the World Health Organization after no new cases were reported in 42 days…
Opayemi said his daughter didn’t have a fever or other symptoms of Ebola, and that he offered to have them both tested for it. He accused the school district of violating the Americans with Disabilities Act by denying access to an education. He seeks damages for her emotional trauma and an order allowing her to return to school immediately.
Feser denied the suit’s allegations, blah, blah, blah!
Throughout the GOUSA, the safe qualification for school administration continues to be ignorance.
It helps when you’re backed up by an governor who has “quarantined” more people than any other US official. Even when they’ve tested negative for ebola.
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A New York bride who faked having terminal cancer to swindle well-wishers into funding her dream wedding and honeymoon to the Caribbean on Wednesday was ordered to repay more than $13,000 to her victims…
Jessica Vega, 25, pleaded guilty last month to fraud and forgery charges for deceiving people in the Hudson Valley area of New York into thinking she had only a few months to live, New York Attorney General Eric T. Schneiderman said. Moved by her tale, individuals and businesses donated thousands of dollars to pay for her wedding in May 2010 and her honeymoon in Aruba.
Her scheme unraveled after her husband, Michael O’Connell, contacted the Times Herald-Record in Orange County to say his bride had faked her illness. He was not charged, and the couple have since divorced, although the Times Herald-Record reported he was there to pick her up from jail on Wednesday.
“To prey on people’s emotions by pretending to have a terminal illness is unconscionable,” Attorney General Eric T. Schneiderman said in a statement. “I am pleased that the community members, who felt so compelled to generously help a neighbor in need, will be given back their hard-earned money.”
Besides repaying $13,368.48 to her victims, Vega was sentenced to time already served in jail, must do 300 hours of community service and serve five years on probation. She spent eight weeks in jail before her release on Wednesday.
I hope her community service is dedicated to those truly stricken with life-threatening illness.
Om Malik’s personal blog gave me this link – and even more smiles than the abridged version he posted. Fun, love, food you know is no good for you. What more could you ask for?
Firstly, apologies for the delay in posting, I’ve been oop north in Bradford at my cousin’s wedding. These days, ‘Bradistan’ as it’s fondly (and not-so-fondly) known, has become a symbol of Britain’s struggle with multiculturalism, race and identity politics. I, however, am more interested in family politics. Specifically, those pertaining to three generations of my family – grandparents, aunties, uncles, grandaunties, granduncles, first cousins, second cousins, cousins three-times removed etc, all rammed into two four-bed semis during the year’s one freakishly cold and snowy week.
You might have watched Monsoon Wedding or perhaps Bend it Like Beckham and got some inkling of what Asian’s weddings are like. That’s not the half of it. Bombay or Birmingham, Maharashtra or Manchester, an Asian wedding is a sensory chappal, smacking you around the head with its heady sounds, smells and colours.
So here is a very condensed guide to Asian weddings:
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When Melissa Kahn walks down the aisle at her April 15 wedding in her parents’ garden in Beverly Hills, Calif., in place of a flower bouquet she plans to be clutching a chicken, her little black frizzle cochin bantam hen that she says looks like a “fluffy pompom.”
“In theory it’s a good idea; it’s so ‘us,’ ” said Ms. Kahn, a life coach to teenage girls, who, with her fiancé, Adam Wilkenfeld, a producer for cable television, is raising six chickens at their home in the Studio City neighborhood of Los Angeles.
“Our love of our chickens is a quirky thing we share in our life together,” she explained — “something our friends associate with us.” So much so that drawings of chickens appear on the save-the-date card and the envelope liner of the couple’s wedding invitation.
Including pets in weddings, as the singer Carrie Underwood and the hockey player Mike Fisher did in July 2010, has become just one more way for couples to personalize their weddings… (Ace, their rat terrier, scampered down the aisle in a pink, Swarovski-crystal-encrusted tuxedo.)
In a 2011 study of American weddings, Brides magazine found that nearly 5 percent of brides included a pet in the wedding party, and its editors estimated that nearly double that amount had pets present during the ceremony and/or reception.
Because animals are unpredictable, the downsides to such a plan are obvious and sometimes embarrassing.
Although Ms. Kahn says her frizzle is “docile and sweet tempered,” she frets about how the chicken will react to the music, crowd and extra attention. In addition, she worries that her feathery friend could have an “accident” en route to the altar, become lunch for neighboring hawks or just be “a major distraction; after all it is our wedding.”
RTFA for more tales of pets-included weddings. Sounds right to me. When Helen and I were married in the courtyard of the family compound, there were three dogs in attendance.
How could you leave out part of the family?
Crowds didn’t get out of control in Glasgow
Two people you’ve never met got married today.
The bride, Kate Middleton, wore a dress. The groom, William Windsor (or possibly Wales, or Cambridge, or Saxe-Coburg-Gotha), did not.
Millions upon millions of your pounds were spent on security measures such as monitoring those who have an unhealthy interest in the Royal Family. Surprisingly, this does not include watching an incident from the romantic lives of complete strangers on the telly or lining the streets to stare at them.
Wall to wall, dewy-eyed, hysterical coverage available in all the usual
We watched Leeds 1 – 0 Burnley. Then we went grocery shopping.
Hundreds of villagers in Cambodia flocked to a wedding ceremony between a 16-foot, 200-pound female python and her slightly smaller snake mate.
The marriage of serpent bride Chamreun to Krong Pich, the groom, was held in Village One in Kandal province, about 12 miles south of the capital Phnom Penh, and attracted nearly 1,000 people, according to witnesses.
“We organised the wedding ceremony for the pythons in order to oust bad things and bring good luck and happiness for our villages,” said 41-year-old Neth Vy, Chamreun’s owner.
Fortune tellers believe the pythons are magic snakes that bring prosperity and peace to the village. Residents decided to wed the two pythons after a boy, who was believed to be spirit-possessed, said the two must be wed.
Most Cambodians, who are almost all Buddhists, also subscribe to animism – a belief that spirits can inhabit all sorts of living and inanimate objects. Whenever an odd animal makes an appearance, it is cause for the superstitious to celebrate.
Kind of like the Tea Party without hot sauce.
The interfaith ceremony was conducted by Rabbi James Ponet and the Rev. William Shillady. Ms. Clinton is Methodist, and Mr. Mezvinsky is Jewish.
It included elements from both traditions: friends and family read the Seven Blessings, which are typically recited at traditional Jewish weddings following the vows and exchange of rings.
Rhinebeck is a town my family knows well. Across the river is a pretty similar town named Red Hook – the biggest town near my grandparents’ farm. Which is where my sister and I spent our summers when we were kids.
Rhinebeck? Well, they had a half-mile dirt track on the outskirts of town while Red Hook only had a quarter-mile track.