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For coverage of historic wildfires that devastated Santa Rosa and Sonoma County. Investigative Reporting. Explanatory Reporting. Local Reporting. National Reporting. International Reporting. If window, I hoped to see a bear I wanted to see a bear, I should come out of the trees. If this have stayed put. Marshall Pro- seems quixotic, it was. It was leaning down the driveway in the against a tree. That guy travelled. Before- As did still another bear last hand, of course, I have been June 19th.
No bears. It looks and Hunterdon is the county next to ties, and state agencies come on in cho- like Vermont. Kittatinny is actually a Mercer, and Mercer is where I am. In ral unison about what to do when bears component of one very long mountain , a bear came through Hunterdon show up in your back yard.
Lawrence Township Mercer County said. Remain calm if you encounter a bear. Make the bear aware of your presence by speaking in an assertive voice, singing, clapping your hands, or making other noises.
Make sure the bear has an escape route. If a bear enters your home, provide it with an escape route by propping all doors open. Avoid direct eye contact, which may be perceived by a bear as a challenge.
Never run from a bear. In- stead, slowly back away. To scare the bear away, make loud noises by yelling, banging on pans or using an air horn. Make yourself look as big as possible by waving your arms. If you are with someone else, stand close together with your arms raised above your head. In the past three years, twenty-one bears have entered New Jersey homes, with no human fatalities.
Statewide, reported bear sightings bear hunt once more. Hearing a sound in her living room, dropped from seven hundred and In the past several decades, I have she went and had a look. She beat a retreat and called With in- County, Pennsylvania, opposite Sulli- self to half a bowl of peppermint pat- creased hunting, the bears have surely van County, New York.
Pennsylvania ties, scattered the wrappers all over the become warier. The call resulted seen enough and gone back to the Po- at twenty thousand, and a lot of them in its death. These are warning signs that elsewhere in North America, whose fell not long ago. Its trunk broke freak- you are too close.
Slowly back away, avoid di- average number of cubs per birth is a ishly—about twenty feet up—and the rect eye contact and do not run.
If a bear stands bit above two. The New Jersey average crown bent all the way over and spread on its hind legs or moves closer, it may be try- is 2. New Jersey sows have dropped the upper branches like a broom upon ing to get a better view or detect scents in the air. It is usually not a threatening behavior. New Jersey bears have a more number of thousands of acorns.
The cornered, threatened or attempting to steal food. If the that build fat. Fat equals health, and, Philadelphia Flower Show. But nary a bear does not leave, move to a secure area.
Re- port black bear damage or nuisance behavior to in winter, nourishment for the mother bear. Families who born in the den. Black bear attacks are extremely rare. Black bears are and took place in early December, strong swimmers.
To be sure, black bears are danger- during deer season. In , the My ambition to see one in my own ous. A bear came out of the trees terrain. And County, New York, removed an infant round the world. There are more muz- where was I at this milestone of a mo- from a stroller, carried her into the zleloaders in the United States today ment? I was in a basement recording woods, and killed her. In , a Rut- than there were people in Colonial studio in a new building on the Prince- gers student was killed by a bear in Pas- America in In the late twentieth ton campus making a podcast about saic County, New Jersey.
Look- gerate their own frequency. Meanwhile, as Yolanda bears. In , one person killed twenty years, New Jersey hunters have killed watched, the bear reached mid-meadow children in Connecticut. In Among conjec- and sat down. This was not before sun- tures about the cause of the decline in rise or after sunset.
This was late morn- olice in the Borough of Middlesex bear sightings, that one seems promi- ing. The fact that New Jersey bears are crepuscular—that is, they move thing. It sat there and groomed Lawrence Township told Lawrentians and spend the rest of the day in a itself!!! Bordentown police went on telligence than it does with nature. New and Yolanda, whose mind is full of pres- Facebook to face down bears.
You know what? I hesitated, not wanting to leave her like this. I mean, if June 25, My sweetheart, Alice, whom I started Damn, I looked good in a uniform. And a desk. Maybe a few. Our hearts with pens. They fall out of my pocket. I remem- some pretty good pockets in Army pants. Maybe even with zippers! He has a desk. I want In the end, the things I said about the times a day.
Also, now that I think about to write. And the time. Saving buddies. Canteen low sacks. Pens were in such demand that lets, grenades, a sleeping bag, a canteen. I get back to base camp, ex- they were constantly being stolen. This had the tragic consequence sheets. Is the audience ready? Glover takes an ambivalent view of his widespread acclaim. D too Martin. You know what they did to him?
The series, shot Childish Gambino, who was nominated clover and marshmallow leaves. In season won two Golden Globes, two toothless man driving a beat-up Honda a group, he laughs as often as he makes Emmys, and nearly universal admira- stacked with Twinkies and Valvoline others laugh, a trait rare among the oc- tion. Acquaintances love the best show on TV, period. He is at- Sentra to a German festival called Fast- onlooker playing with a telescope. Alfred, a rapper known own terms. Lena Dunham, the creator but they are not precisely a couple.
You know where the sound black or Southern, loaded com- talking about engagement rings. I need Malcolm. People want that right now. Jordan Peele, the writer and director said. Play that fuck right now, if you plunge into pity and fear. Nowadays, as sixty-one cable net- works and streaming services seek to dis- tinguish their entries among the four hundred and eighty-seven scripted shows in production, verisimilitude matters, but only as much as attitude and mood.
Am- biguity has become a selling point, with nonlinear storytelling the new norm. Glover cated, though. Maybe Season in the projects. A show One is a circle. You just needed median Louis C. David be funny anymore. Everyone else was super happy, but were in third place, getting creamed. Everything had remained stuck. Darius will be the funny women and criminals.
They looked to make gether. But to do? It had to be great. So the weirdness commenced. In the an expert in anything. He second episode, which Earn spent in jail, or, for that matter, a particularly prom- wrote the pilot accordingly. There was a funny scene of a mentally ill guy who ising human being. Then, after we were introduced to want anything.
The lone mo- childcare with Van and work to estab- ment of arrival felt like a setback. There was even some Twit- when he gets beaten at length, while the badly: a place to stay.
Watching it felt luxurious. With a The seventh episode, written and di- on the show do. Fuck them! The shades were who appeared as a panelist discussing cial television that mask deeper artistic drawn and there was no apparent pulse trans issues. I surprised them up appointment. Don- Glover understands that his sand cas- the incentives behind them. Growing up, Donald was light- skinned and sunny, and his friends were the white kids at his school for the per- forming arts; Stephen was darker-skinned and stoic, and his friends were the bused-in black kids at his school, which was not for the performing arts.
I have to rap! It made me but so did most of his desires. When Man: Homecoming. Ste- cast him. Feige acknowledged, the decision was know, and his only crime was he wanted He listened all week and kept calling in also inspired by an Internet campaign to to give you four thousand dollars!
I learn how Marvel mov- to share an understanding that life was ies work, how to handle guest stars, how a bad dream and that laughter was a way to make execs happy when they come to wake yourself up.
I gain some of your power. Only ald, Sr. I was only worried how parents who were murdered, some would it! That still Glover hugged him and fell backward.
But it was also exhilarat- be honest, no. Probably just people. Peo- six, and she always warned me about ing. So I went home really like people that much. Beverly Glover forbade all television my superpower. I feel like Jesus. I do but PBS—animal shows and slavery doc- on set one day, in the gym of a Baptist feel chosen. My struggle is to use my hu- umentaries. Donald, Sr. This season, Alfred riosity about dinner.
On they have a tense conversation about how ing and make him do what he wants. Elon is working on decision. After ways for storytelling not to be the best on NBC, a similar family debate ensued checking the politics with Stephen, his way of spreading information.
But bly are at the end of the storytelling age. Recalling the my insecurity. Only they should. Glover looked on, watching for a certain ludic intensity, one hard to choreograph but easy to see. But every episode has that moment. For me, it was the Bostrom guy. Every once in a while, you get ward hypnotic images that encapsulate all the ones we get, make the most vi- that nineteen-thirties-guy-with-a-cigar the resulting chaos: a black schoolchild sual sense to me.
Recognizing that quality, lure them to it, then promise them soft wide-eyed kid, eager to please. Six days later, elements of Atlanta condensed into one of a revealing take on another classic kid- he landed the role of Troy, a washed-up person—this gateway to Freakville. His whole pening: Glover sat on a park bench and baby. After he played the al- he instantly replied. The exchange about the topic. His character was Sandy, the who actually love me.
When Han- n a misty night, Glover was at a We were drunk and high, and I was get- nah broke up with him, Sandy began pumping his shoulders to imitate her O Golden Globes-watching party in the Hollywood Hills. He stood in the ting really dark. I e-mailed him which Glover declared horrible in every boring to me. On Jimmy Fallon, he told a tale kill this nigga! On When I wondered about the authentic- you complicit?
As he ate, he stuck his right people feel good about themselves. The other guests, said. One morning, they watched a ica likes seeing itself through a black lens. Or a person who can see Glover hired him for the role. They were all say- going to think? I went Williams not in jail? Are other black people going to to N. Glover told supposed to be doing, we should shut on the show: Lady Gaga, Pink, and me.
I was, like, one sequence, as Darius describes the He laughed in disbelief. And now I am actively looking say no. Paying reparations is realistic, but for the black female to replace me. So, yeah, going to die someday, I hope. He gave me a considering look. It played in near-silence: an early cut had stripped out the dialogue that established why the cou- ple were going to the festival, as well as the stoned byplay that established that they had something together.
Christianity is super accessible. Alfred and Darius con- edged. Best-case while ago! An exterior wall was speckled with ragged bullet holes, the result of a kid- chopath and doting family man—a Latin American Tony Soprano.
Although Roberto was plank. Angrily, No one disputes that Pablo Escobar and sent his children to a Swiss board- he recounted how enemies had stolen was a murderer, a torturer, and a kid- ing school. Once, during an extended the horse from him and returned it cas- napper. But he was loved by many in hike through the forest to elude capture, trated. At his zenith, dred thousand dollars into a river, be- In , Roberto founded a holding he was the most notorious outlaw on cause it was heavy.
But he is a minor player per cent of the cocaine entering the U. An increasing and of a fortune estimated at three bil- money by leading tourists around one number of people who knew Pablo Es- lion dollars. Along with the nar- people to subvert the government. One recent morning, a key rings; Escobar T-shirts are displayed ment or as a cautionary tale. Before I left, I asked in his right ear. His damaged eye was a turns Escobar crony turns informant.
When I asked if his brother was a ings. Floyd, John Dillinger, Semana gushed. He took me for a walk, I would be dead within on a giant lot he owns. He bought it and, two blocks from the six months.
We trust you. In the early I stayed. He began hanging out with the us. Co- bid curiosity—you know, it was like Alka- tional sovereignty. I felt something here, inside me. He was soon denounced as a ijuana, which the locals called marimba. But then funeral home, which was owned by a to tell his story without judgment. One day, one of Es- Hood Paisa. Semana described caine. Escobar was ejected from Con- and asked if he could get Cartier and Escobar as a politically ambitious and gress, and the F.
When Correa assured him he civic-minded thirty-three-year-old busi- him. He went underground, and a long could, the pistolero gave him an order. A slim, youthful man in his mid- He was happy to acknowledge that Es- tion. In studio set. On the walls, an oil tions. However, his brother is on trial for campaign appearance in To force the government to ne- Silence of the Lambs. The day ing the daughter of a former President. In , the dred thousand. Since com- Popeye wanted no part of it.
His fans love it. For the Mayor, understandably, Popeye represents a public-relations problem. A slender man of forty-three, he wears his hair long, in the manner of a soccer player, and favors jeans and dress shirts with the top button loose. Politi- cally, he is right of center. Anyway, in those heavy, and looked real. He had been Understanding that he meant to demon- to destroy. How pulled the trigger. By getting in bed, ploded with the bang. Popeye looked contagious.
The hallway was empty. But andar con maricadas—to mess around the neighbors? I these are the laws. My apartment is nothing graphed a DVD copy for me. Knowing Later, Wiz Khalifa posted an apology fancy, and my car is ordinary. Peace and love. I found my beautiful 9-millimetre Pietro Beretta. Profile Contents. Narrative of the Organization's History. Major Attacks. Mapping relationships with other militant groups over time.
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Adrenaline hums inside her chest. Once again, she has escaped with her life. Deep in some hell, the devil, swollen with her milk, is beginning to empty again, even as life surges through her. Her husband sighs happily, rolling toward her. She finds his mouth with her mouth, moves lower. Half his body is rigid and awake, his mind still trailing dreams. She has almost forgotten that this kind of synchrony is possible, so different from the bad business being transacted in the gutter.
You must be so tired. At some point, this had sounded like a very manageable goal. One line a day. But she is seriously in the red. Guiltily, Rae stares at all the empty days. All her life, Rae has been rehearsing for the worst imaginable scenarios. Her fears often get fact-checked, their validity confirmed. MARCH 1. She thumbs through the blank pages, shining and white.
The happiness she feels is frightening to her. Only an idiot would try to write about it. Two stars, the top-rated online review gives it.
You set up this routine, and now it expects to be fed at the same time every night. Yvette has convened a special meeting, Friday at 8 P. The co-op is closed, its windows shuttered. Six women sit around the table, Old Moms with demonic experience. The seventh woman is another New Mom, Marie. She and her wife run the piano store on Franklin; Yvette put her in touch with Rae. Sometimes they meet at the park, trotting behind their strollers like bleary centaurs.
Marie has also been feeding the devil, in a ditch behind the Windy Grove apartments. Marie and Rae sit side by side. Under the table, Marie takes her hand. It feels a little traitorous to make a new friend, when she is out of touch with everyone she loves. She pictures octopuses bobbing in the sea, their tentacles curling around each other. Diaphanous mothers with great swollen heads, bulbous with fear.
The interloper, it seems, arrives in a variety of costumes. It descended on me every night and tore at my breast.
A miniature horse, or possibly a donkey. It had enormous buckteeth. It had a purple tongue. It sharpened its claws on the fire hydrant. That nobody notices these deficits and bruises says something about the battered invisibility of the postpartum body. When Rae was pregnant, these same Linda Blair undulations made strangers smile. The capybara is the largest rodent in the world. It is endemic to South America, a barrel-size hamster with gingery fur.
Rae is not so sure, but she defers to her new friend. At the same time, she thinks, Bullshit, Carol. It was a devil. She gives them an exhausted smile, and Rae recognizes the bludgeoned kindness of a mother of four children under the age of three. Wait, is that even possible? Three children under the age of five? Her mind is a fog machine.
You have to stop feeding this thing. Then it promises me that if I feed it, these bad things will not come to pass. Actually, there are hundreds of manuals. Rae has several on her nightstand, mostly unread. This was a horse, believed by all to be a mathematical genius. And Hans would stamp four times with his hoof. He read cues from his owner, and he knew when to start and when to stop clomping. This thing is like that. A manipulator. I am afraid that speaking these fears will turn them into prophecies.
I have a whole shelf of bullshit for you. Those authors are laughing all the way to the bank. Then Marie explains that her little girl has a fever of a hundred and two. The temperature will keep climbing, she knows, unless it helps. And, to help, it needs her milk. What if she gently weans the devil? Yvette shakes her head. Rae watches her swaying ponytail and hears wind in the treetops. Eight hours later, when she hears the scratching of the little claws on her porch, Rae bolts the door.
For the first night since giving birth, Rae nurses only her son. The next morning, when Rae opens the curtains, her devil is skulking along the road in broad daylight. It bounces across the power lines, leering at her. Three black Priuses roll under the devil, unaware. That night, it scratches at the door for hours.
It crawls into her skull, whining over the giggling baby as he topples blocks. Angrily, then pitifully. She is midway down the stairs when the baby, her real baby, begins to cry.
A cry of pure hunger. Beautiful in its fearless fullness, its expectation of an answer. Nor, she realizes, can she fail to keep her compact with the creature in the gutter.
A compromise, then. Suiting the poor baby up like a marshmallow at 5 A. Jerking on a hat, mittens. Letting him nurse hungrily on her right breast as she carries him down the steep stairs. Opening the door onto the gray, evolving film of dawn.
Hurrying down the porch steps, her hand pushing through plushy snow to grasp the railing. The snow keeps falling this year, breaking records. Crossing a lake of street light to the gutter. Good soles. This can work. She can do this. Just this once—. The creature is waiting at the entrance to the storm drain, washing its paws in the falling water. She balks just as it starts loping toward them. Her son absorbs her horror and pushes it outward in a long, blossoming cry. Together they retreat into the stillness of the house.
Two nights later, an emergency meeting is convened after hours at the Milk and Honey Co-op. Marie looks haunted. The veterans struggle to conceal their disappointment. Weaning is a process.
An extreme manifestation of will. We can use netting, or a Havahart trap. Nothing is at stake for you. It has protected my baby. Not one of the nightmares has come to pass. Good for you. Rae and Marie exchange a long look, flaunting their complicity. So what if the Old Moms are judging them?
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