Hillary storyline of fighting the establishment, the mayoral election saw the anointed City Council President face the County Sheriff for the seat vacated by the previous longtime Mayor. Although both were from the same party, the Party endorsed the City Council President.
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Many times these seats have no candidates declare, forcing the Party to appoint office holders after the primary. Thus, if all worked according to plan, winning these seats would be an uncontested way to snatch power away from the establishment at City Hall. Per usual in politics, however, things did not go according to plan.
City Hall caught wind, and almost every race for Central Committee, an office many voters had never heard of, became a battleground for County Politics. Shortly after I declared, another student declared his candidacy and was subsequently endorsed by the Party.
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In down ticket races, especially in primaries, fighting the sample ballot is tough and turnout is expected to be low. We had yard signs; we dropped campaign literature every weekend; we had huge fundraisers at the off campus bars. I knew every vote was going to count. My dad, ever my advocate, filed suit against the University on First Amendment grounds, arguing the University Regulations were unconstitutional. The University refused to budge on the policies, but granted me an informal guarantee to free conduct on campus, within reason, for the rest of my time as a student.
On Election Day, we were out at the polling place bright and early until polls closed, trying to talk to every voter on their way in to vote. My opponent was there as well, and we demonstrated the often-overlooked beauty of the American political system, where he said his positions and I mine, and we let the people make their own decisions.
What was painfully obvious during those 13 hours was voter turnout. I started around votes down and was never able to recover. With every refresh, a new precinct would be reported, and there were simply not enough votes. There were ballots cast, of which did not vote in my race.
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Out of a campus of over 60,, with almost 10, registered voters, only 1, showed up to vote. When my victory party, now consisting of three friends and my father, called it for the night, I had lost by 23 votes, The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.
As we enter a new age in politics, marred with people taking the easy route instead of the right one, and with election victories seemingly more important than victories for the American people, political courage, and those willing to show it, must make a comeback. My hope is others will join me, and step into the arena.
Fall is my ultimate favorite season. Partly due to the crisp weather, but also because of all the fun fall activities. These are some of my favorite things to do in fall. Something I look forward to every year is meandering through a corn maze, searching for wine. At the start of their corn maze, they provide you with snacks and a map. It is your job to track down the wine stations within the maze. My favorite race to do during the fall is the Columbus Marathon.
Each mile is dedicated to a different child at the Hospital, and they and their families cheer you on as you pass their stations. In fact, the number of supporters that come out to encourage you to keep going is impressive. It is one of the things that sets this race apart from others around the country. It is also a Boston qualifier, if you are interested in being that badass. Growing up in the mid-west, football is a easy fall favorite. I grew up in a family where my grandma was medically induced to give birth to my mom so as not to miss a football Saturday when OSU was playing, and Bryan and I specifically picked our wedding weekend two years in advance so that we would not be married on a OSU game day.
So needless to say, we love football. Another fall tradition we love is building a haunted gingerbread house. We usually get our kits from Williams and Sonoma. Another festive activity we try to do each fall is paint nite. Paint Nite is hosted by an artist, usually in a bar or restaurant, and the artist teaches you how to paint whatever image he or she has chosen for the evening. They have events going on all year round, but during the holidays, they tend to be themed, which is always more fun.
Neither Bryan or I are very artistic, but very little talent is required to participate. These and all things started as nothing, latent within a vast energy-broth, but then we named them, and loved them, and, in this way, brought them forth. And now we must lose them. Emotions that are vivid and familiar because they are emotions that we all have suffered: Like us, these bodiless voices have experienced the emotions manifesting in Lincoln, and like us, they can act only as mere bystanders to his grief. Both we and the voices are confined by time and space to the memory of our own losses and grief.
As the story matures, however, the reader — and the voices — come to realize that despite our seemingly individualized experiences, everyone must come to terms with death and accept that those who we love will eventually die. And it is through this collective realization — and the realization that it is the love that makes life worth it, even with the eventual loss — that the voices in our book are able to find release and move on.
First off, I have to mention the place where Bryan and I started running together: It was here that we progressed from hungover college couch potatoes to semi-proficient joggers. The park has several different routes, mostly through forest. However, there is a god-awful hill, so be forewarned. In contrast, a course that we really enjoy, but is not ideal for long runs, is Lane road park in Upper Arlington.
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The loop around the park is a little over a mile, making it ideal for short training runs, but trying to do a long run here requires a mind over matter head space. Next, we love running along the river in Rochester, New York. There is a great trail that runs from downtown Rochester to the University. Most of it is under trees — providing a good amount of sun cover, but it can get stuffy and a little overbearing when it is humid outside. Moving south to Washington D. If you try to run around the mall, you will end up spending more time trying to bypass a group of students or a massive tour group.
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Running near the Potomac gives you a great view, while avoiding the major crowds. However, another route that I love that is slightly outside the main part of the city is in the Northwest Van Ness area. You can get a good six miles down and back via this route.
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But be sure to bring Bear Spray. Its beautiful and avoids most tourists, giving you a great run without too many interruptions. Psycle London is also a great option for getting your workout in while overseas. The lie of regret and of life gone off the rails. The life is the rails. It is its own rails and it goes where it goes. It cuts its own path. My path took me here.
Okay — I will admit it. Instead, The Favourite lets us into a dim and dirty world, full of dingy washrooms, soiled gout bandages, smeared makeup, closets full of sleeping, farting servants, and yes, competitive indoor duck-racing. Which is not to say that some of the pleasures of the costume drama are wholly absent - skulduggery and betrayal and reversals of fortune abound. But Olivia Colman, Emma Stone, and Rachel Weisz do battle on an increasingly claustrophobic stage, with the actual war raging far in the distance.
Lanthimos forces us to read this world in tooth and claw, or rather, in natural lighting - through wide vistas of unpeopled topiary gardens, or tight fisheye lens. Hunter and hunted change places in an endless, brutal dance.
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The screenplay draws its setting and characters from the court of Queen Anne, whose relatively brief reign marked the end of the House of Stuart. An epic struggle for power, to be sure, but one that expresses itself in the language of slapstick and camp. Rachel Weisz bathes in a tub full of mud, Emma Stone smashes herself in the face with a heavy book, and Olivia Colman weeps and rages at her royal courtiers - hardly the image of strong female leadership.
Now is not the time for well-behaved women. In The Favourite , the women are unruly creatures, bloodthirsty and libidinal, calculating and impulsive, but they march to the same drumbeat - survive, survive, survive. Rape and assault are ever-present, waiting to befall any woman who strays beyond the hedges of wealth. There is something validating about this businesslike acknowledgment.