Cartoon – Digital Theft
Author: Antarctica Journal
Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr. Quote – Poetry In An Old Man
“Don’t ever think the poetry is dead in an old man because his forehead is wrinkled, or that his manhood has left him when his hand trembles! If they ever were there, they are there still.” – Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr.
Read moreCartoon – Whale Watching
Contribution limits for 2019-2020 federal elections
Under the Federal Election Campaign Act (the Act), contributions are subject to limits. This page examines the rules concerning the limits placed on contributions to a candidate’s campaign. The limits apply to all types of contributions (except contributions made from a candidate’s personal funds). It is important to note that a campaign is prohibited from retaining contributions that exceed the […]
Read moreCartoon – The Office of Your Mind
11 Bizarre Sources for Alternative Energy
Most people would agree that fossil fuels simply need to go. They’re the cause of pollution, wars and climate change. Scientists have been researching alternative energy solutions like wind and solar power, and hydrogen fuel for cars, for years. But while some automakers — like Toyota and Honda — are bringing hydrogen-fueled cars to market, wind and solar are still […]
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Desmond Tutu Quote – Hope
“Hope is being able to see that there is light despite all of the darkness.” – Desmond Tutu
Read moreInternational team of scientists reports on Antarctic lead pollution
Researchers from Australia, Denmark, Germany, Norway, United Kingdom, and the United States conducted lead concentration measurements of sixteen ice core samples, and found that industrial air pollution has persisted Antarctica since its arrival there in 1889 and remains significant in the current century. Their study was published in Scientific Reports on July 28, and covered in Nevada‘s Review journal. Lead […]
Read morePoem – All I Had Was Gone (By R.T. Castleberry)
I take a 12 month chip, a copy of The Iceman Cometh, drape myself in Union blue, cultivate a salesman’s grinning grip. A Valley trip lies ahead, road miles registered in a company car. Spring becoming summer, there’s a ghost in the garden, a feral cat, sensuous in the drying grass. I light a Tiparillo, block walk the […]
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