I would like the frequencies and symbol rates for rai sport or other italian sport channels for Southern african countries satelite television ?

I am a high school student making a business plan about a restaurant that would serve breakfast, lunch and dinner all day long as well as feature a lounge area.
1. What type of atmosphere would you like to see in a business like this:
a) bright colors
b) dark colors
c) comfortable
d) contemporary
2. How long would you plan to stay?
a) just long enough to eat
b) stay to socialize and relax
3. What would you be interested in
a) desserts and drinks
b) just a meal
c) both
4. Would you be looking for:
a) large filling meals
b) small quick dishes
5. After a night out, what types foods and drinks are you looking for?
6. How often, and what days of the week would you visit a business like this?
7. Would an aditional lounge area, featuring chairs, couches and televisions, interest you?
8. What type of cuisnie would you be looking for?
a) American
b) Mexican
c) Chinese
d) Italian
9. What types of food you want to eat:
a) breakfast
b) lunch
c) dinner
d) appitizers

In election 2008, don’t forget Angry White Man

Gary Hubbell
February 9, 2008

There is a great amount of interest in this year’s presidential elections, as everybody seems to recognize that our next president has to be a lot better than George Bush. The Democrats are riding high with two groundbreaking candidates — a woman and an African-American — while the conservative Republicans are in a quandary about their party’s nod to a quasi-liberal maverick, John McCain.

Each candidate is carefully pandering to a smorgasbord of special-interest groups, ranging from gay, lesbian and transgender people to children of illegal immigrants to working mothers to evangelical Christians.

There is one group no one has recognized, and it is the group that will decide the election: the Angry White Man. The Angry White Man comes from all economic backgrounds, from dirt-poor to filthy rich. He represents all geographic areas in America, from urban sophisticate to rural redneck, deep South to mountain West, left Coast to Eastern Seaboard.

His common traits are that he isn’t looking for anything from anyone — just the promise to be able to make his own way on a level playing field. In many cases, he is an independent businessman and employs several people. He pays more than his share of taxes and works hard.

The victimhood syndrome buzzwords — “disenfranchised,” “marginalized” and “voiceless” — don’t resonate with him. “Press ‘one’ for English” is a curse-word to him. He’s used to picking up the tab, whether it’s the company Christmas party, three sets of braces, three college educations or a beautiful wedding.

He believes the Constitution is to be interpreted literally, not as a “living document” open to the whims and vagaries of a panel of judges who have never worked an honest day in their lives.

The Angry White Man owns firearms, and he’s willing to pick up a gun to defend his home and his country. He is willing to lay down his life to defend the freedom and safety of others, and the thought of killing someone who needs killing really doesn’t bother him.

The Angry White Man is not a metrosexual, a homosexual or a victim. Nobody like him drowned in Hurricane Katrina — he got his people together and got the hell out, then went back in to rescue those too helpless and stupid to help themselves, often as a police officer, a National Guard soldier or a volunteer firefighter.

His last name and religion don’t matter. His background might be Italian, English, Polish, German, Slavic, Irish, or Russian, and he might have Cherokee, Mexican, or Puerto Rican mixed in, but he considers himself a white American.

He’s a man’s man, the kind of guy who likes to play poker, watch football, hunt white-tailed deer, call turkeys, play golf, spend a few bucks at a strip club once in a blue moon, change his own oil and build things. He coaches baseball, soccer and football teams and doesn’t ask for a penny. He’s the kind of guy who can put an addition on his house with a couple of friends, drill an oil well, weld a new bumper for his truck, design a factory and publish books. He can fill a train with 100,000 tons of coal and get it to the power plant on time so that you keep the lights on and never know what it took to flip that light switch.

Women either love him or hate him, but they know he’s a man, not a dishrag. If they’re looking for someone to walk all over, they’ve got the wrong guy. He stands up straight, opens doors for women and says “Yes, sir” and “No, ma’am.”

He might be a Republican and he might be a Democrat; he might be a Libertarian or a Green. He knows that his wife is more emotional than rational, and he guides the family in a rational manner.

He’s not a racist, but he is annoyed and disappointed when people of certain backgrounds exhibit behavior that typifies the worst stereotypes of their race. He’s willing to give everybody a fair chance if they work hard, play by the rules and learn English.

Most important, the Angry White Man is ****ed off. When his job site becomes flooded with illegal workers who don’t pay taxes and his wages drop like a stone, he gets righteously angry. When his job gets shipped overseas, and he has to speak to some incomprehensible idiot in India for tech support, he simmers. When Al Sharpton comes on TV, leading some rally for reparations for slavery or some such nonsense, he bites his tongue and he remembers. When a child gets charged with carrying a concealed weapon for mistakenly bringing a penknife to school, he takes note of who the local idiots are in education and law enforcement.

He also votes, and the Angry White Man loathes Hillary Clinton. Her voice reminds him of a shovel scraping a rock. He recoils at the mere sight of her on television. Her very image disgusts him, and he cannot fathom why anyone would want her as their leader. It’s not that she is a woman. It’s that she is who she is. It’s the liberal victim groups she panders to, the “poor me” attitude that she represents, her inability to give a straight answer to an honest question, his tax dollars that she wants to give to people who refuse to do anything for themselves.

There are many millions of Angry White Men. Four million Angry White Men are members of the National Rifle Association, and all of them will vote against Hillary Clinton, just as the great majority of them voted for George Bush.

He hopes that she will be the Democratic nominee for president in 2008, and he will make sure that she gets beaten like a drum.
oh, by the way. i am white, conservative, and unrepresented by any polatician. i should be angry. i represent 60 % of all voting people in america. we will, decide who is president. this article speaks to us, the unrepresented majority.
darn good article. well written. my kids are hispanic, and my girlfriend is a black cuban imagrent. i am no racist, i am a true american. born from european imagrents.

I am planning on applying to: NYU, Northeastern University, Boston College, Bowdoin College, Connecticut College, and Quinnipiac University. Based on the below information, do you think that i will get into any of the latter schools? If not, recommend some please.
SAT=1880 (first try in january, i will be taking them again in a week)
US History Subject Test: 660
7 APs (one 2, three 3, four 5)
Extra Curricular:
Volley ball 1 year
breast cancer walk 3 years
ovarian cancer walk 3 years
italian club 1 year
irish club 1 year
Debate Society 3 years
National Science Honor Society
National Spanish Honor Society
National Math Honor Society
Women in Science Engineering Program
Executive Council at my school
Prom Committee
Local Public Television Station
Red Cross
Senior Sponsor
Soccer 1 year
Charity Representative 2 years

Also, I my writing skills are very good, so i will have a great college essay

i will have many many recommendations from ap teachers and counselors and state senators

I’m Italian and i wanna know if this text is right in english

It was the 1st of April, the fool’s day, and everybody woke up about at 7:30 a.m. then we washed ourselves and after that we after that we did our packing straight before breakfast, because it was the last day of the trip and finally we came down to the dining-room to have breakfast. After that we got on the bus and we said goodbye for the last time to the hotel, which gave hospitality to us for 3 days. While we were on the bus, our history teacher, Laura Merlino, communicated to the class that the police sought us because someone broke a television at the hotel, but luckily that was only a teacher’s joke during the fool’s day.
Before coming back to home, we visited other two important resorts of Trieste:
-The Miramare Castle:
-The Redipuglia
-The first is a castle, which was built between 1856 and 1860 for want of Maximilian D’Asburgo, who used to come to Trieste, in fact the castle is situated on the gulf of Trieste near the sea, where he lived with his wife Charlotte of Belgium. Construction took place from 1856 to 1860 to a design by Carl Junker on the orders of Archduke Maximilian, as the tourist guide told us, the castle’s style is fully dedicated to naval style, in fact when you go into the castle, it seems to be into a real ship , moreover in this residence lived Elisabeth of Austria-Hungary too, to be more precise princess Sissy, who wasn’t a happy woman in the real life, but she was anorexic, she used to smoke and by that time woman couldn’t smoke so she wasn’t the Sissy as you watch in TV. Around the castle there’s an extensive cliff and seashore park of 22 hectares .
-After we visited Miramare castle, we went to Redipuglia, the biggest military shrine in Italy. On every step there us the word “Presente”(“Present”) and on the side of it there’re 40.000 some 650.000 names which are the names of soldier, who were murdered during the First World War. Before going up the war memorial, we saw a documentary about the Great War and after that we visited a museum about it, where there’s the weapons used during it. When you go up the war memorial, you can sit down or you can visited the sanctuary, which is dedicated to the soldiers.
After the military shrine , we got on the bus and we left Trieste and we went to Empoli. During the trip we had much fun, we played, slept, sang, we had and moreover we had a real own radio station, which was created by our history teacher, named “Radio Pellegrino which lead you in your way” and we did some mini-interview among the students about the journey to Trieste, and we had really fun there
We came to Empoli more or less at 8:30 p.m. and it was raining ,everyone kept own packing and everybody told to their parents how the trip was amazing.

There is a great amount of interest in this year’s presidential elections, as everybody seems to recognize that our next president has to be a lot better than George Bush. The Democrats are riding high with two groundbreaking candidates — a woman and an African-American — while the conservative Republicans are in a quandary about their party’s nod to a quasi-liberal maverick, John McCain.

Each candidate is carefully pandering to a smorgasbord of special-interest groups, ranging from gay, lesbian and transgender people to children of illegal immigrants to working mothers to evangelical Christians.

There is one group no one has recognized, and it is the group that will decide the election: the Angry White Man. The Angry White Man comes from all economic backgrounds, from dirt-poor to filthy rich. He represents all geographic areas in America, from urban sophisticate to rural redneck, deep South to mountain West, left Coast to Eastern Seaboard.

His common traits are that he isn’t looking for anything from anyone — just the promise to be able to make his own way on a level playing field. In many cases, he is an independent businessman and employs several people. He pays more than his share of taxes and works hard.

The victimhood syndrome buzzwords — “disenfranchised,” “marginalized” and “voiceless” — don’t resonate with him. “Press ‘one’ for English” is a curse-word to him. He’s used to picking up the tab, whether it’s the company Christmas party, three sets of braces, three college educations or a beautiful wedding.

He believes the Constitution is to be interpreted literally, not as a “living document” open to the whims and vagaries of a panel of judges who have never worked an honest day in their lives.

The Angry White Man owns firearms, and he’s willing to pick up a gun to defend his home and his country. He is willing to lay down his life to defend the freedom and safety of others, and the thought of killing someone who needs killing really doesn’t bother him.

The Angry White Man is not a metrosexual, a homosexual or a victim. Nobody like him drowned in Hurricane Katrina — he got his people together and got the hell out, then went back in to rescue those too helpless and stupid to help themselves, often as a police officer, a National Guard soldier or a volunteer firefighter.

His last name and religion don’t matter. His background might be Italian, English, Polish, German, Slavic, Irish, or Russian, and he might have Cherokee, Mexican, or Puerto Rican mixed in, but he considers himself a white American.

He’s a man’s man, the kind of guy who likes to play poker, watch football, hunt white-tailed deer, call turkeys, play golf, spend a few bucks at a strip club once in a blue moon, change his own oil and build things. He coaches baseball, soccer and football teams and doesn’t ask for a penny. He’s the kind of guy who can put an addition on his house with a couple of friends, drill an oil well, weld a new bumper for his truck, design a factory and publish books. He can fill a train with 100,000 tons of coal and get it to the power plant on time so that you keep the lights on and never know what it took to flip that light switch.

Women either love him or hate him, but they know he’s a man, not a dishrag. If they’re looking for someone to walk all over, they’ve got the wrong guy. He stands up straight, opens doors for women and says “Yes, sir” and “No, ma’am.”

He might be a Republican and he might be a Democrat; he might be a Libertarian or a Green. He knows that his wife is more emotional than rational, and he guides the family in a rational manner.

He’s not a racist, but he is annoyed and disappointed when people of certain backgrounds exhibit behavior that typifies the worst stereotypes of their race. He’s willing to give everybody a fair chance if they work hard, play by the rules and learn English.

Most important, the Angry White Man is pissed off. When his job site becomes flooded with illegal workers who don’t pay taxes and his wages drop like a stone, he gets righteously angry. When his job gets shipped overseas, and he has to speak to some incomprehensible idiot in India for tech support, he simmers. When Al Sharpton comes on TV, leading some rally for reparations for slavery or some such nonsense, he bites his tongue and he remembers. When a child gets charged with carrying a concealed weapon for mistakenly bringing a penknife to school, he takes note of who the local idiots are in education and law enforcement.

He also votes, and the Angry White Man loathes Hillary Clinton. Her voice reminds him of a shovel scraping a rock. He recoils at the mere sight of her on television. Her very image disgusts him, and he cannot fathom why anyone would want her as their leader. It’s not that she is a woman. It’s that she is who she is. It’s the liberal victim groups she panders to, the “poor me” attitude that she represents, her inability to give a straight answer to an honest question, his tax dollars that she wants to give to people who refuse to do anything for themselves.

There are many millions of Angry White Men. Four million Angry White Men are members of the National Rifle Association, and all of them will vote against Hillary Clinton, just as the great majority of them voted for George Bush.

He hopes that she will be the Democratic nominee for president in 2008, and he will make sure that she gets beaten like a drum.

Looking to learn a language (yes I took Spanish in school but this gal (not guy) no habla espanol as we partied too much in the 3 years I took it!) preferably French and maybe another after that (German, Italian, Japanese, or maybe Korean so I can actually understand when my relatives are talking about me other than the traditional stare at you then laugh).

I’ve seen all sorts of software packages and they all claim to be easy to understand and learn and they all are at various prices. Recently I’ve seen advertised on television Rosetta Stone and didn’t know if anyone can recommend it, has tried it and learned their desired language or tried it and failed (or in my chiropractors case he bought it and it’s still sitting in the box, unwrapped underneath his desk), etc? I just check Rosetta Stone out on the internet (http://www.rosettastone.com/tv) and it is pricey especially when you figure on going past French 1, each volume is well over 0. Yikes!

Any online courses maybe that aren’t too terribly expensive but still good?

And yes I’ve thought about attending my local junior college to take French but as a single parent working full-time and trying to keep up with the demands of an almost 16 year old & all her activities and school work there really isn’t any time. Wish there was as it would be less expensive and probably easier/nicer to learn from an actual person rather than computer software.

Thanks in advance!

Whereas the Israelis such as left-wing B’Tselem even gives free video cameras to "palestinians", the Arabs attempt to cover up things.

In the Ramallah lynching of two young Israelis, according to firsthand reports, a Polish television crew was surrounded by Palestinian security forces, beaten and relieved of their film of the brutal event.

"I saw how a youth tried to prevented [sic] — prevented my crew from shooting this footage. My cameraman was beaten."- Said a Polish TV reporter named Wadislaw (full name not revealed).

In the same lynching, a British photographer, Mark Seager wrote in London’s Sunday Telegraph Oct. 22: "I was composing the picture when I was punched in the face by a Palestinian. Another Palestinian pointed right at me, shouting ‘no picture, no pictures,’ while another guy hit me in the face and said, ‘Give me your film.’ One guy just pulled the camera from me and smashed it to the floor."

Mark Seager also stated "It was murder of the most barbaric kind. When I think about it, I see that man’s head, all smashed. I know that I’ll have nightmares for the rest of my life. I now know, after seeing the rage, the hate, in their [the mob's] eyes, there will probably never be peace in this region."

Veteran Italian TV reporter Riccardo Cristiano’s nose was broken, his cheek gashed, and he almost lost the use of his right eye, as an enraged Palestinian mob almost lynched him as well.

Palestinian sources claimed that the men were armed and "dressed in civilian clothes, apparently on an undercover operation", but their bodies in military uniform can clearly be seen in photographs and in video footage broadcast later on the TV (they were non-combatant IDF reservists who served as on-duty drivers who wandered into Ramallah by mistake, were dragged into a Palestinian police station and murdered).

Are you suggesting I fabricated this?

Or that this phenomenon doesn’t exist?

You’re full of shit, then. I don’t have the link….the paragraphs I produced were emailed to me in an article from an American News agency that operates out of the Middle East.
And so then why do you accuse Jews of manipulating the press?

So that’s it, right? LOL

Seems to me that this question has touched a double-pronged nerve…..

1) That you believe it to be Jews who manipulate the press, and are insecure when your side is blamed.
2) That what I say is entirely the TRUTH- the "palestinians" bully reporters in an attempt to suppress the truth from leaking out.
If you guys claim all day- literally all day….that Jews are in control of the world media, etc etc etc….

Why can’t someone bring an opposing view?

Are you afraid?
blocking who?

cats or dogs?
rings or necklaces?
sprite or 7-up?
chinese or italian food?
shoes or flip flops?
wax or shave?
fruit or veggie?
peas or carrots?
jeans or sweats?
text or call?
freddy or jason?
red or green?
black ink or blue ink?
harry potter or ron weasley?
halloween or christmas?
baseball or basketball?
bare feet or socks?
music or television?
guitar or bass?
car or truck?
country or rock?
beer or whiskey?
horror or romance?
kisses or hugs?
short hair or long hair?
bracelet or anklet?
earrings or nose ring?
lipgloss or lipstick?

thanks guys!