...c HIGHWAY TO HELL HIGHWAY TO HELL Highway To Hell (1979) SINGLE: Highway To Hell/If You Want Blood (1979) Live (1992) (Young, Young, Scott) Living easy, living free Season ticket on a one-way ride Asking nothing, leave me be Taking everything in my stride Don't need reason, don't need rhyme Ain't nothing I would rather do Going down, party time My friends are gonna be there too I'm on the highway to hell No stop signs, speed limit Nobody's gonna slow me down Like a wheel, gonna spin it Nobody's gonna mess me round Hey Satan, payed my dues Playing in a rocking band Hey Momma, look at me I'm on my way to the promised land I'm on the highway to hell (Don't stop me) And I'm going down, all the way down I'm on the highway to hell GIRLS GOT RHYTHM Highway To Hell (1979) SINGLE: Girls Got Rhythm/Get It Hot (1979) SINGLE: Girls Got Rhythm-If You Want Blood/ Hell Ain't A Bad Place To Be(live)-Rock'N'Roll Damnation(live) (1979) (Young, Young, Scott) I've been around the world I've seen a million girls Ain't one of them got What my lady she's got She steals the spotlight Knocks me off my feet She's enough to start a landslide Just a walkin' down the street Wearing dresses so tight And looking dynamite Enough to blow me out No doubt about it can't live without it CHORUS: The girl's got rhythm The girl's got rhythm She's got the backseat rhythm The girl's got rhythm She's like a lethal brand Too much for any man She gives me first degree She really satisfies me Love me till I'm...
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...those who are capitalizing on it...know it! Now, I don't mind recycling and simple stuff like that, but I won't give up my candy apple red convertible GT and drive an ugly car loaded with batteries that looks like my sons shoes going down the highway! Do people really think we'll all turn into eco-friendly hells angels riding mopeds? .... Right... I'm glad someone finally asked me my thoughts about global warming! Personally, especially this time of year I think the heat could be turned up a little bit more! I have a hard time believing it is the "most urgent possible disaster that could hit us" any time soon and that we need to give our full attention to it. I watched all about it on History channel this last weekend and even the clips and photo's that they show do not convince me that it is the #1 concern that society and the world should have. I personally believe that it is just "big business." And those who are capitalizing on it...know it! Now, I don't mind recycling and simple stuff like that, but I won't give up my candy apple red convertible GT and drive an ugly car loaded with batteries that looks like my sons shoes going down the highway! Do people really think we'll all turn into eco-friendly hells angels riding mopeds? .... Right... I'm glad someone finally asked...
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..."Hotel California" The Eagles On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance, I saw shimmering light My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim I had to stop for the night There she stood in the doorway; I heard the mission bell And I was thinking to myself, 'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell' Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say... "Hotel California" The Eagles On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance, I saw shimmering light My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim I had to stop for the night There she stood in the doorway; I heard the mission bell And I was thinking to myself, 'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell' Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say... (Chorus) Welcome to the Hotel California Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place) Such a lovely face Plenty of room at the Hotel California Any time of year (Any time of year) You can find it here Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat. Some dance to remember, some dance to forget So I called up the Captain, 'Please bring me my wine' ...
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...The sirens are screaming and the fires are howling, way down in the valley tonight. There's a man in the shadows with a gun in his eye, and a blade shining oh so bright. There's evil in the air and there's thunder in sky, and A killer's on the bloodshot streets. Oh and down in the tunnel where the deadly are rising, Oh I swear I saw a young boy down in the gutter, He was starting to foam in the heat. Oh baby you're the only thing in this whole world, that's pure and good and right. And wherever you are and wherever you go, there's always gonna be some light. But I gotta get out, I gotta break it out now, Before the final crack of dawn. So we gotta make the most of our one night together. When it's over you know, We'll both be so alone. Like...
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...According to the National Highway Traffic Safety Administration, an estimated 7.1 million motorcycles were registered in the United States as of 2008. The vast majority of motorcycle riders are law-abiding citizens who enjoy motorcycles as a hobby or form of transportation. Some enthusiasts even belong to clubs or groups devoted to motorcyclists; for example, an estimated 230,000 riders belong to the American Motorcyclist Association, one of the largest motorcycle clubs in the United States. What I will be talking about today is a small portion of motorcycle clubs that function as gangs and engage in a variety of deviant behavior and criminal activities. Individual members of such clubs proudly call themselves “One Percenters,” a nick name that originated from a comment made by the American Motorcycle Association that “99% of bikers follow the law.”! ! In an article; Leathers and Rolexs: The Symbolism and Values of the Motorcycle Club by! James F. Quinn and Craig J. Forsyth wrote “It is difficult to distinguish a modern one percenter from other bikers unless the patch is present. Further, the core traits of one percenters and their clubs are merely the extreme of a continuum that runs from law-abiding to crime immersed and from the countercultural gang member to the sophisticated subcultural entrepreneur.”! ! There are 4 distinct types of offending that can be observed with these groups:! Spontaneous expressive acts, which are typically violent crimes that arise between...
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...“Maybe they had a water fight.” Burroughs not in the mood for jokes, “Listen to me, Jenkins from head to toe they were damp, not wet, damp I did a little more homework. The kids' temperatures, exactly the same 98.6, their blood pressure all normal. If you were scared to death, in a state of shock, your blood pressure would shoot Sky-high.” “What the hell are you talking about blood pressure 98.6 scared to death?” Jenkins asks and then proceeds to read the riot act. “I’ve been telling you since day one, we have a freaking nightmare on our hands. I told you the kids were attacked by something, and it wasn’t a man. I told the captain that Fillmore Rose some 46 years ago had similar conditions. “I told you, God damn it, that we might be dealing...
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...The Curiosity Every morning during the spring and fall semesters I would take I-27 south bound. Making my daily commute to WT, I would always pass by this random building that caught my eye. So much so that I was intrigued to find out what was inside. The outside of said building had two large jalapenos with the name "Willy's" on it. I thought to myself, maybe this is a chiles market or something...either way I wanted to go in! My palate for spice is exceptionally high from the average person so it would have been a plus if they served spicy foods. Stepping Into The Unknown Come to find out, this place was actually a restaurant. I didn't know it at the time but I stumbled upon an amazing hidden gem. The atmosphere is very welcoming and the staff treats you like family once you walk into the door. It makes sense that they are a locally owned and operated business. The walls are filled with old West Texas memorabilia ranging from paintings of the high plains to Native American Chiefs in traditional clothing, six shooters and rifles staked into the wooden beams. Everything in here screams authentic southern culture. Saddling Up Kicking my experience here up a notch I finally decided what I wanted to order. Glancing at the menu, I immediately went for the "Green Chile Willy's Chicken Fry". Ladies and gentlemen I swear to you this has got to be the best chicken fried steak I've ever eaten.Boom son! The juicy steak was fried to a crisp perfection (golden). It laid...
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...compare Young Goodman Brown in Nathaniel Hawthorne's "Young Goodman Brown" with Roderick Usher from Edgar Allan Poe's "The Fall of the House of Usher," one must first understand the motivating factor each man has of the world around him and how they react to that world. Both Brown and Usher suffer from disillusionment and an emotional seperation from family due to a traumatic experience they were unable or unwilling to recover from, thereby tarnishing their lust for life. Neither man is able to rise above the feelings that resulted from these occurrences. Although Usher and Brown are two different men, they fear the same thing, death. Usher had an irrational fear of death itself, whereas Brown was afraid of falling victim to sin and burn in Hell for all eternity. Young Goodman Brown is a true Puritan, motivated by his faith. Brown is innocent and somewhat naive in his view of the world around him. He partakes of a journey through the dark woods one night with a man presumed to be the devil himself. This experience awakens him to the abundance of deceit and sinful behavior of not only those he once respected but his family as well. While discussing Brown's solid christian family history, the stranger comments "I have been as well acquainted with your family as ever a one among the Puritans" (391). Brown realizes that even good christian men and women fall to the temptation of sin. However, knowing this does not lessen the fear and shame he feels that he himself might also succumb...
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...knowledge, and lack of communication/awareness. One way Fahrenheit 451 proves that censorship is harmful is the amount of suicide in the book. This can be seen when Mildred overdoses with sleeping pills, and they had to use a stomach pump to clean her stomach, “‘Neither of you is an M.D. Why didn’t they send me an M.D. from emergency?’ ‘Hell!’ the operators cigarette moved on his lips. ‘We get these cases nine or ten times a night. Got so many, starting a few years ago, we had the special machines built.”’ (Bradbury 7) Spoke the operator. In Fahrenheit 451 There are a lot of deaths. Mainly suicide. It is sad that, since they have so many overdoses, they had to make a special machine to pump out all of the ‘bad stuff’. Another way Fahrenheit 451 proves that censorship is harmful is due to the...
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...Heather Hayes September 4, 2015 Paper One Hell for Certain A few years ago, I decided to move out of Indiana. I had never lived anywhere except Indiana in my life. I had been offered to opportunity to be a caretaker for a friend. I have never liked change and couldn’t imagine stepping out of my comfort zone. However, this was my chance to experience something new. So in March 2011, I relocated to the Appalachian Mountains in Hyden, Kentucky. Hyden borders on the Daniel Boone National Forest and has a population of approximately 350 people. Upon my arrival, I quickly realized I was in a very different place. While driving on the interstate signs were all along the road to watch for falling rock. I had never seen signs like this before and hoped I wouldn’t get hit by falling rock. While trying to locate the address of my destination, I realized I was lost. I stopped at a small mom and pop gas station. As I approached the attendant, I sensed he knew I was an outsider. Before I could ask for directions he said, “You ain’t from these parts are you?” No I certainly was not. I asked him where I was and he said, “Why girl you’re in Hell for Certain.” I thought to myself, “Oh know what have gotten myself into!” I know I am a long way from home but I didn’t think I would end up in hell when I left there. “What do you mean I am in Hell for Certain,” I said. He responds “Well missy that is the name of the town...
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...DNV planning IN A DECEPTIVELY simple essay entitled Earth Day and the War Against the Imagination, Pulitzer prize-winning poet and eco-essayist Gary Snyder says, "Real estate and business people like to argue that economic growth and development are inevitable." In what's become a landmark statement, he argues: "It is not selfish for any community or neighbourhood to try to find ways to check unwanted growth and expansion in its own backyard." And: "Those who try to shove growth down our throats are precisely the people who profit from it." An old English teacher like District of North Vancouver Mayor Richard Walton should appreciate this. As they say in the TV cop-shows, "Follow the money." Swelling density and slamming huge residential towers into other people's communities is a surefire strategy for the wealthy to grow very wealthy. The ownership of North America's professional sports teams includes a preponderance of real estate developers, and we know what it costs to buy one of these franchises and pay the all-star employees. Next time you spot one of those colossal holes being excavated for another highrise tower, remember the builder's maxim, "Where there's muck, there's money." Somewhere along the line while everyone was watching hockey reruns or Desperate Housewives, people in North Vancouver stopped caring about big residential growth the way they used to - the kind that's preparing to steamroll the district under its current developer-cosy, Talk Big, Do...
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...Nor were any of the following. As the smooth paved highway turned into a bumpy pothole filled dirt road, our drive was almost completed and our journey just beginning. The alley ways of Talanga were filled with stray dogs, the poorest of poor, and reeked of poverty. Our van stirred up dust as we made our way out of Talanga and to Proyecto Manuelito, the orphanage for street kids the mission team would be staying at for the next two weeks. As we rolled to a halt in front of a mural painted gate and sank into the 3 foot deep puddle of rainwater, the gate opened and the van took off once more, only to come to a sliding stop twenty feet later in front of a run down building. The 13 of us fought to get out of the vehicle and tumbled onto the dirt, thankful to be on solid land once...
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...hotel California by the Eagles On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair, warm smell of colitis, rising up through the air. Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light. My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim, I had to stop for the night. There she stood in the doorway; I heard the mission bell and I was thinking to myself, "This could be Heaven or this could be Hell". Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way. There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say, “Welcome to the Hotel California. It’s such a lovely place, such a lovely face. Plenty of room at the Hotel California, any time of year, you can find it here”. Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she has the Mercedes bends. She has a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends. How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat. Some dance to remember, some dance to forget. So I called up the Captain, "Please bring me my wine.” He said, "We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine." Still those voices are calling from far away. Wake you up in the middle of the night just to hear them say, “Welcome to the Hotel California. It’s such a lovely place, such a lovely face. They’re living it up at the Hotel California. What a nice surprise, bring your alibis.” There are mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice. Then she said "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device.” In the master's chambers, they gathered for the feast. They stab it with their steely knives...
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...Paradise Lost -John Milton- John Milton (9 December 1608 – 8 November 1674) was an English poet, polemicist, man of letters, and a civil servant for the Commonwealth of England under Oliver Cromwell. He wrote at a time of religious flux and political upheaval, and is best known for his epic poem Paradise Lost (1667), written in blank verse. Milton's poetry and prose reflect deep personal convictions, a passion for freedom and self-determination, and the urgent issues and political turbulence of his day. Writing in English, Latin, Greek, and Italian, he achieved international renown within his lifetime, and his celebrated Areopagitica (1644)—written in condemnation of pre-publication censorship—is among history's most influential and impassioned defenses of free speech and freedom of the press. William Hayley's 1796 biography called him the "greatest English author," and he remains generally regarded "as one of the preeminent writers in the English language," though critical reception has oscillated in the centuries since his death (often on account of his republicanism). Samuel Johnson praised Paradise Lost as "a poem which...with respect to design may claim the first place, and with respect to performance, the second, among the productions of the human mind," though he described Milton's politics as those of an "acrimonious and surly republican". Because of his republicanism, Milton has been the subject of centuries of British partisanship. The phases...
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...I figured that I better relieve my bladder while I was up and that’s exactly what I did. On my way to the bathroom, I heard the buzzing noise again. What in the hell was that? I thought to myself, as I tip toed back to Trent’s side of the bed. When I bent down I saw a green light flashing from under the nightstand. I stuck my hand through the opening and grabbed at whatever it was. I was shocked to see that it was a cell phone. As I looked on top of the nightstand I saw Trent’s phone. While the phone vibrated in my hand, Trent woke up and tried to grab the it. I quickly ran into the bathroom and locked Trent out. “Lyric, please baby, I can explain” “Who’s phone is this Trent? Is it yours?” I asked, as I flipped the cheap phone open. There was a lock on the phone. After I entered Anna’s birthday 7787, the phone didn’t unlock. I tried a few more codes and the phone still didn’t unlock. Just as I started to throw the phone against the wall, it started vibrating in my hand....
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