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In the heart of Dixie- 6 Days til World Cup The Soccer Mom had successfully defusded the tiff, and got the party started. Tino had slept throughout the flight to Memphis, while Amy and Kenworth were reviewing material downloaded from the internet. The Soccer Mom read. In Memphis, Tennessee, they deplaned, and took a nice Chrysler 300 rental into the south of the United States of America. The Soccer Mom drove. Tinoi rode in front, thinking 'I love the south....It's humid almost tropical...A place one would love to call home....' The kids were in back, jibing Tino: "Hey, Kenny?" said Amy. "Yes, darling?" said Kenworth with mock grandeur. "How can you tell an Argentine spy?" "I don't know. How?" "He's got a jacket that says 'World's greatest spy." "That's rich, darling. Those Argentines- presumptuous in the extreme, wouldn't you say?" said Kenworth, relishing the moment. Tino checked his Blackberry- Mexico had beat defending champions Italy 2-1 in their final tune up match for World Cup. He got out his Ipad and went to a soccer blog, and handed it back to Kenworth, saying "You see that, boy? And Mexico didn't just beat Italy, they were at their throats the whole time." "What?!" cried Kenworth. "You better light a candle for Donovan."said Tino, laughing. Paul Simon - 'Graceland' live in South Africa: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D2wUq-aTjpA— June 4, 2010 11:23 a.m.
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San Diego, Ca. 6 Days until World Cup Tino was in the living room, waiting to see what young Kenworth would do. He wasn't worried about Kenworth's mother. From the fact that she was a social anthropologist, and that she hadn't said two words the whole time, Tino deduced that the CIA wanted her to study him- an Argentine stud, in addition to recruiting young Kenworth. Kenworth knew where his 12 gauge was. He had no need for drama. Six days til World Cup - Fetch this, 'PitBull'and you can have a US SOCCER BONE: Kid Rock Live- 'Bawatiba' http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P6nvrYopHV8— June 4, 2010 1:38 a.m.
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"As I hope to get across, a journalist is not an anthropologist, just as a story is not a study. A journalist sees the way culture is changing in the world's villages as a significant event to be reported in the press. A social scientist sees such change as an episode in man's development to be investigated and conceptualized for the benefit of scholarship." -Richard Critchfield 'Villages' p.190 "Mom, I'm startin' to get pissed. We'll see how it really is here in about week." said Kenworth. Landon Donovan Viene al Mundial de Sud Africa 2010- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1lWTRN8BrZ4&featur…— June 3, 2010 11:39 p.m.
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San Diego, Ca. - 7 Days until World Cup "Don't tell me to shut up, and don't call me Zorro. You got a smart mouth young lady, and I'm going to take away your cell phone, and other privileges also, unless you show appropriate courtesy." said Tino. "Kenworth!" screamed Amy. "Now now, Kenworth cannot help you. You must show respect for your elders, or else. That's it. Discussion over. Finis. COMPLETO." "Listen, you fu%king assho*e. Don't talk to her that way!" cried Kenworth. "I'm not going to play these games with you, either. You're a minor, and you're going to listen, and behave in appropriate fashion. Otherwise, South Africa is off. Boy, you going to disappear from my universe the day you think you can disrespect me. You just don't know me. I have many ways to enforce my will over a young tyke like you. For example, I have motion picture quality video of the goal you scored earlier today. It's mine, and you won't see it. All your privileges will be gone, unless you show me some courtesy, and act like a young man. This is how I conduct my affairs. However, you may appeal to your mother for succor." "Mom!" said Kenworth. "Oh, so now you a momma's boy, and a snitch." said Tino derisively, throwing up his hands and striding out of the room. Johnny Clegg 'Scatterlings of Africa': http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lzlfd5KQAUA— June 3, 2010 9:41 p.m.
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"Using superior heating methodology, it's purpose is to minimize, not completely contain, the amount of oil spilling into the ocean. Observe that simply to prepare this attempt, the spill points pipe is being sheared further, resulting in a 20% increase in the spill rate. A black blanket of death is covering the Gulf of Mexico, but it must be done. Even if only a small chance of success exists, we must try." "Dear God." whispered Tino Escudero. "Wait, it gets better." said Kenworth. "Relief wells being drilled on either side of the spill point provide the surest method of solving the spill. They are scheduled to be completed by August. However! With hurricane season upon us, relief wells may not be completed on schedule. That summarizes the problem." said Amy with grim determination. Tino was shocked. Kenworth said "You look more traumatized than I do now, Zorro." "Kenworth." said the Soccer Mom, in a cautionary tone, lightly touching Tino's arm. Kenworth immediately looked at his Mom, who withdrew her hand. Tino said "Well then it's settled. We go to the Gulf Coast. When we do, it won't be for Mardi Gras. We must help be part of the solution, we must contribute to a massive effort, more massive than the spill itself. And let me tell you something right now, boy. When I take the field, I go one step at a time, putting one foot in front of the other, carefully, but purposefully. I stay close to the mountain side, so the wind will not blow me away. I peek through a small slit in my hand, because the wind is so strong it could blind me. I know when to make camp, I know where to find shelter. I have climbed the Andes mountains boy, don't disrepect me." "Shut up, Zorro." said Amy. Jimi Hendrix Live at Berkeley 'Pass it On': http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hmWeE48uar8— June 2, 2010 11:01 a.m.
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"Yeah, well check it out Zorro, the chances of me being traumatized are slim to none.' said Kenworth emphatically. The Soccer Mom was standing at the doorway, Tino was standing further inside Kenworth's room, and Amy was standing next to him. Kenworth continued "Amy and I are implicitly familiar with the details of the oil spill." "Really? Brief me." said Tino. He didn't know very much about this monster, and these kids were plenty bright. Also, they spoke their minds. Information is really only as good as where you get it from, even Tino knew that. Kenworth looked at his mother, who was listening. He said "Amy knows more about it than I do." "Amy, would you care to enlighten me?" asked Tino, using his vulnerable tone of voice. "No." she said. "Please. I'm listening, I want to know what is happening." said Tino. Amy looked at Kenworth, who nodded. Perfectly postured, Amy strode to the middle of the room, cleared her throat and said "Media reports describe the Gulf Coast oil spill as having been caused by a risky exploratory site with natural gas being mixed with the oil. An enormous gas deposit made its way to the surface, and was apparently ignited by electrical equipment on the drilling rig. The explosion of gas made its way to the foot of the exploratory well, over a mile deep under the ocean. All of the safety back ups exploded. Today, the Deepwater Horizon well is spewing many thousands of oily effluent and natural gas into the Gulf of Mexico. "Can we stop it?" asked Tino. "We must stop it. Preliminary, experimental efforts have failed. The first attempt was to place a concrete dome over the spew point, and vacuum up the oily poison to a container ship. The freezing temperatures caused it to fail. Second, a kill shot of mud was injected into the spew point, but the radical pressurization of the depth and the spewing oil defeated it. "Now a second stage suction device is being readied.— June 2, 2010 10:40 a.m.
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"Let's leave the pistols here, go speak with the children, see where they are at on this, then if it looks bad, we contact your up line, and see what can be done. Also, lets see about still making the World Cup." said Tino. "Okay, but you do the talking." said the Soccer Mom. Tino nodded, pursing his lips a little. They walked into Kenworth's room together. Tino said "Kids, there's been a change of plans. It seems that we need to take a look at the Gulf Coast Oil Spill instead of going straight to South Africa. Now, the spill is very nasty, and very bad. It could be too much for your tender young characters to contend with. It's possible that the pressure could get to you. You could be traumatized. Maybe its better that you just text each other with high minded sentiments and juvenile protestations of love." "What are you talking about?" asked Kenworth. "I'm talking about we need to go investigate the oil spill." said Tino Escudero, looking young Kenworth Clifton straight in the eye.— June 1, 2010 11:14 p.m.
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"Maybe you, Tino want it this way. Do you really believe what you're saying?" "Yes. Yes, I do.' said Tino, giving the Soccer Mom a plaintive, Latin look that she had never before seen in person, and wasn't completely sure she understood. The Soccer Mom was interested, but she hadn't fallen off the turnip truck just yesterday. Tino, for his part, as a soccer goalie, was used to giving pep talks. Goalies didn't just stand around, they directed their team mates, always with encouragement. Pep talks- Tino knew how to encourage people. He knew from the education his father had given him how important it was to inform and rally the people around you. Jack Johnson 'Taylor ' Lyrics and Live Video from Hawaii 'Taylor' They say Taylor was a good girl, never one to be late complain, express ideas in her brain. Working on the night shift, passing out the tickets, your gonna have to pay her if you want to park here. Well mommy's little dancer is quite a little secret Working on the streets now, never gonna keep it. It's quite an imposition and now she's only wishin That she would have listened to the words they say...Poor Taylor. She just wanders around, unaffected by, the winter winds yeah, she'll pretend that She's somewhere else, so far and clear about two thousand miles, from here. Well Peter Patrick pitter patters on the window, but Sunny's silhouette won't let him in. Poor old Pete's got nothing cuz he's been falling, And somehow Sunny knows just where he's been. He thinks that singin on Sunday's gonna save his soul, now that Saturday's gone. And sometimes he thinks that he's on his way, but i can see, that his brake lights ARE on. He just wanders around, unaffected by, the winter winds yeah, and he'll pretend that, he's somewhere else, so far and clear, about two thousand miles...from here Such a tough enchilada, filled up with nada, givin what you gotta give to get a dollar bill. Used to be a limber chick n' times have been a tickin, now she's finger lickin to the man, With the money in his pocket, flying in his rocket, only stopping by on his way to a better world. If Taylor finds a better world, then Taylor's gonna run away. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GxQAEexDK1U&featur…— May 31, 2010 4:45 p.m.
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Stephanie Clifton's home security system beeped twice- 'front door opened'. It was Amy, with travel pack. She ran into Kenworth's room, ready to go. In the Soccer Mom's room, Stephanie stood up, and said "Recommendations." Tino Escudero said "I think we must follow orders and go to the Gulf Coast. Kenworth is seventeen years old- with guidance and care, he won't be traumatized." Tino looked at Stephanie Clifton, and solemnly continued "With God's help, we make a success of this mission. Missing the World Cup is terrible, but soccer is, first and foremost, inspiration. When it becomes more important than our own lives, then that's wrong." "Concur." said Stephanie, whipping about. "I'm sorry, what?" said Tino. "I agree. The problem is, we've just promised to take Amy and Kenworth to South Africa, for World Cup 2010." "Yeah, yeah. I think it's going to be the greatest World Cup of all time. I can feel it. But the young ones are leftists- they dwell on the problem. Let's challenge them- what do they prefer, to luxuriate in World Cup fever, or to achieve important objectives." "Elaborate." said the Soccer Mom. "I'm talking about being part of the solution. For young people, the worst thing would be that life should pass them by. We must give them a chance to succeed, we cannot protect them from the difficulties of the 21st century by burying our heads in the sand- and theirs, while the world itself is lost. We must allow them their space- now, not later, and allow them to shine. We can only do that by showing confidence in them, and admitting what is wrong. Maybe God wants it this way, who really knows?"— May 31, 2010 4:45 p.m.
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"Tell me about yourself." said Tino to Stephanie, who was pacing back and forth with her arms folded. "There's not much to tell. I'm an analyst- a Doctor of Social Anthropology." "Is your record clear?" "Of course." "Then your boy would be a legacy. Why are you so worried?" "You don't know the stress that top hard scientists labor under at CIA. Kenworth needs time to mature. He could be traumatized." With that, Stephanie put her hand over her mouth and sat down on the bed, hunching over. Tino scooted over toward her, put his arm around her and touched her lightly under the chin, saying "Hey, come on. Chin up, eh? Kenworth is a good young man. I really like your son. For such a smart boy, he's very centered. The apple never falls far from the tree, right? I bet he's more worried about you than you are about him. Can I tell you something?" "Yes." said Stephanie Clifton. "I admire your American family." Stephanie snorted. "We're a broken family. I'm divorced. "As long as a boy has his mother's love, a family can never be broken. My father told me: 'A man takes after his mother, and a father takes after his son.' "That's... interesting." said the Soccer Mom. That's Argentine social anthropology, I guess." said Tino, with a warm, heartfelt smile.— May 31, 2010 2 p.m.