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An episodic Memoir: The life and times of Sonya Shaykhoun, Esq. A native New Yorker who grew up in Manhattan, studied at some of the most prestigious universities in Great Britain, and got her PhD in Street Smarts working in the Middle East. No thanksncG1vNJzZmirn6PGor%2FHmrCkoJ%2Bqu6a%2F0KWjpmajqq%2B0wMCcomebn6J8

This is the twelfth installment in our series on who exactly owns the Giants. So far, we have covered real estate mogul Scott Seligman, private equity guy Phil Halperin, real estate mogul Jed Walentas, medical technology investor David Schnell, radio station owner/former Yahoo board member Arthur Kern (now no longer listed as an owner), lady of mystery Nancy Olsen, Republican super-donor Charles Johnson, Manila business mogul George Drysdale, charter school supporter Paul Wythes, Jr.

Are kids still into fighter jets? When I was in elementary school in the early 1990s, “the names and capabilities of American fighter jets” was a body of knowledge as important and respected as “how to beat the X-Men arcade game” and “the specific food dyes that will shrink your balls.” As far we were concerned, the most important branch of the U.S. government was the Blue Angels. Based on my own, admittedly limited, interactions with present day pre-adolescents, I don’t think this is the case anymore.

(Anthony Comstock, a 19th-century puritanical reformer who went after people who mailed abortifacients and contraceptives) Supreme Court Justice Clarence Thomas quizzed the lawyer for a drug manufacturer of mifepristone during a recent case about whether the Comstock Act–a 19th-century law that forbids the mailing of abortifacients and contraceptives–legally prevents them from distributing it now.  But what exactly is the Comstock Act? And why is it something that now may be the basis for a precedent that forbids the mailing of abortion medication?

A question I am certain that is troubling your mind these days…. Here’s the answer! An edited bit from my book A Friend of the Devil - the Glorification of the Outlaw in Song - from Robin Hood to Rap - Enjoy!!!  “Black Jack Davy,” was a lady killer from the deep woods hailed in song for centuries by Scottish folk singers until finding his way into the repertoires of the twentieth century folk-revivalists the New Lost City Ramblers, Bob Dylan, the Incredible String Band, Dave Alvin (of the Blasters) as well as the White Stripes and bluesman Taj Mahal.

Scripture (semicontinuous)Psalter: Psalm 119:49-56 Old Testament: Deuteronomy 6:10-25 Gospel: John 11:45-57 Scripture (complementary)Psalter: Psalm 144 Old Testament: Song of Solomon 8:5-14 Gospel: John 11:45-57 ___ PrayerO God, who on this day taught the hearts of your faithful people by sending to them the light of your Holy Spirit: Grant us by the same Spir… ncG1vNJzZmiZnKGur77Bnq2eqpVjwLau0q2YnKNemLyue89orqGnXayutHnCmqCaqJiWwG7Ax55koaGXnXqxvsieqq0%3D

Psalter: Psalm 125 Old Testament: 1 Kings 18:1-18 Epistle: Ephesians 6:10-17 ___ Stir up your power, O Lord, and with great might come among us; and, because we are sorely hindered by our sins, let your bountiful grace and mercy speedily help and deliver us; through Jesus Christ our Lord, to whom, with you and the Holy Spirit, be honor and gl… ncG1vNJzZmiZnKGur77Bnq2eqpVjwLau0q2YnKNemLyue89orqGnXayutHnKoqWgZZGdrqM%3D

The Enterprise is on its way to replace a power generator in a 'duck blind' being used to, well, spy on an indigenous population without their permission or knowledge. Because, you know, science. Their old generator explodes revealing the spying operation to the locals, one of who witnesses the covert operation and then electrocutes himself. So the Enterprise crew, not content with supporting all this nefarious voyeurism, sends Troi and Riker to the planet to lie to the population in person.

In the earliest days of art, no one sought credit for their works. Partly because writing hadn’t been invented yet and people thought of art differently at the time. It usually had a symbolic and/or religious purpose and the authorship of the work didn’t matter as much as the work itself and what it represented. Artists didn’t initially exist as a professional class, and even when they did, they rarely created for themselves.