Fearless dog saves woman from deadly cottonmouth snake – and almost dies
MICHAEL WALSH
Man’s best friend doubles as a doggone good bodyguard.
Gudrun Mastriano of Kissimmee, Fla., was walking her daughter’s black lab Dante home when a venomous cottonmouth snake, mere inches away, attacked her. The protective canine lunged in front of Mastriano, captured the serpent in his mouth and dragged it away. But during the fight, the snake’s fangs sunk into Dante’s snout and legs. “It could have been me,” said Mastriano. “I would have died.” Dante’s snout swelled up to about 17 inches as the deadly venom settled in his body, according to the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals. “I thought he looked like a little baby hippopotamus,” said Mastriano.
Zurich council has approved a plan to build the boxes, which will, it hopes, provide a discreet location for prostitutes and their clients to conduct business when they open in August next year.
Located in an industrial area of the city, the row of garage-like boxes will have roofs and walls for privacy, and easy access for cars. The council estimates that around 30 prostitutes will meet clients at the site of the boxes, and use the drive-in slots on a first-come-first-served basis.
The prostitutes who use the sex boxes will also have to take out medical insurance and buy a £26 licence in order to ply their trade. On top of that they will also have to feed five Swiss francs, about £3.30, into a roadside ticket machine each night when they clock on.
Mr Herzig said the attractions of the sex boxes for prostitutes will outweigh their rather dour industrial location, which lies just a stone’s throw from a major rail depot.
But one problem standing in the way of the sex boxes is telling the prostitutes about them and their advantages. Many of the women working the streets of Zurich are foreigners who speak only a little German, and may be unaware of the approaching changes to their working lives.
In light of his recently announced collaboration with AriZona on a “Lemon Fizz” drink, artist Richard Prince had an impromptu photo shoot with Terry Richardson, where he’s pictured with a case of the product. The Pop Art-inspired 23-oz. can has representations of Prince’s Nurse and Jokes paintings alongside larger black and white shots of him.
According to Jackie Harrigan, Global Communications Director at AriZona, “It was important for AriZona to create a beverage that embodied the mystery and intensity of Richard’s art, and Lemon Fizz acts as the perfect beverage to symbolize those feelings.”
3:39PM EST November 27. 2012 – Marvin Miller, 95, who formed the Major League Baseball Players Association in 1966 and helped transform sports economics, died Tuesday morning, the union announced.
Miller, who turned the union into one of the most powerful in the country, negotiated the first collective bargaining agreement in sports history in 1968. Six years later, he successfully challenged the “reserve clause” when Andy Messersmith and Dave McNally played out the option years of their contract. Players were granted free agency after six years of major league service, which was formalized in the next collective bargaining agreement.
The minimum salary was $6,000 when Miller formed the union, and today, the minimum salary is worth $480,000. Miller also bargained for salary arbitration, which has been responsible for salaries to soar for players before entering free agency. The average salary was $3.4 million in 2012. He also helped players negotiate the right to arbitration to resolve grievances.
THIS fall, science writers have made sport of yet another instance of bad neuroscience. The culprit this time is Naomi Wolf; her new book, “Vagina,” has been roundly drubbed for misrepresenting the brain and neurochemicals like dopamine and oxytocin
Earlier in the year, Chris Mooney raised similar ire with the book “The Republican Brain,” which claims that Republicans are genetically different from — and, many readers deduced, lesser to — Democrats. “If Mooney’s argument sounds familiar to you, it should,” scoffed two science writers. “It’s called ‘eugenics,’ and it was based on the belief that some humans are genetically inferior.”
Sharp words from disapproving science writers are but the tip of the hippocampus: today’s pop neuroscience, coarsened for mass audiences, is under a much larger attack.
Meet the “neuro doubters.” The neuro doubter may like neuroscience but does not like what he or she considers its bastardization by glib, sometimes ill-informed, popularizers.
(LOS ANGELES) — Larry Hagman, whose predatory oil baron J.R. Ewing on television’s long-running nighttime soap opera “Dallas” became a symbol for 1980s greed and coaxed forth a Texas-sized gusher of TV ratings, has died. He was 81.
Hagman, who returned as J.R. in a new edition of “Dallas” this year, passed away Friday afternoon due to complications from his battle with cancer, according to a statement from the family provided to The Associated Press by Warner Bros., producer of “Dallas.”
Hagman was diagnosed in 1992 with cirrhosis of the liver and acknowledged that he had drank heavily for years. In 1995, a malignant tumor was discovered on his liver and he underwent a transplant.
Years before “Dallas,” Hagman had gained TV fame as a nice guy with the fluffy 1965-70 NBC comedy “I Dream of Jeannie,” in which he played Capt. Tony Nelson, an astronaut whose life is disrupted when he finds a comely genie, portrayed by Barbara Eden, and takes her home to live with him.
SAN JUAN, Puerto Rico — Famed Puerto Rican boxer Hector “Macho” Camacho is clinically brain dead, doctors said Thursday, but family members disagreed on whether to take him off life support and two of the fighter’s aunts said later that relatives had agreed to wait two more days.
Dr. Ernesto Torres said doctors had no more medical tests to perform on Camacho, who was shot in the face Tuesday night.
“We have done everything we could,” said Torres, director of the Centro Medico trauma center in San Juan. “We have to tell the people of Puerto Rico and the entire world that Macho Camacho has died, he is brain dead.”
One of the fighter’s aunts, Aida Camacho, said Thursday evening that two of Camacho’s sisters had asked to have two more days to spend with him, and other family members had agreed, even though they felt it was time to give in.
“I’m a person of a lot of faith, and I believe in miracles, but science has spoken,” she said.
The staid walls of a major metropolitan museum are hardly the proper setting for the destruction of property, chronic use of a class A controlled substance, or semi-consensual sex aboard a mid-sized private jet (at least if the board of trustees has its say), but in recent years that’s the main environment in which Robert Frank’s cinema vérité documentary about the Rolling Stones’ 1972 tour of America, Cocksucker Blues, has been available to the public. When Mick Jagger had a look at what Mr. Frank had pieced together from all the access the band had given him, the film was almost completely suppressed. A 1977 court ruling favored Mr. Frank slightly; the film could be screened no more than four times a year, only in the presence of the director or an associate in an “archival setting,” hence the museums.
Last week, the Museum of Modern Art screened the film on the opening night of their “Rolling Stones: 50 Years on Film” retrospective.
“On behalf of MoMA Film,” said Joshua Siegel, a curator in the museum’s film department who organized the exhibition, “welcome to, uh, Cocksucker Blues. A sentence I never thought I’d utter.”
BELO HORIZONTE, Brazil — Heart-shaped ceiling mirror: check. Curtains drawn against the bright day: check. Red mattress: check.
The establishment that opened here this year has features that demanding clients naturally expect from a love motel. Brazil, after all, is a world leader in these short-stay pleasure palaces, which beckon couples for trysts away from prying eyes with names like Swing, Absinthe and Alibi, and design motifs like medieval castles or of the But Belo Horizonte’s newest love motel stands apart from the crowd in one crucial aspect. It is for dogs.
Animalle Mundo Pet, an eight-story enterprise in an upscale district in this city of 2.4 million people, introduced its dog motel alongside aisles featuring items like beef-flavored Dog Beer (nonalcoholic), a dog spa with a Japanese ofuro soaking tub, and canine apparel emblazoned with the symbols of the local soccer clubs Atlético Mineiro and Cruzeiro.
“I adore the romantic feel of this place,” said Andreia Kfoury, 43, a manager at a technology company who peeked inside the Motel Pet one recent morning while she and her husband were on a clothes-buying spree for their Yorkshire terrier, Harley. The couple, who are motorcycle enthusiasts, bought about $500 worth of imported Harley-Davidson brand items for their dog.
“I’m definitely bringing Harley back here when it’s time for him to breed,” a smiling Ms. Kfoury said. “He is very macho, and would be a hit in this place.”
Krent Able’s Big Book Of Mischief is a devilish mix of rock ‘n’ roll satire conjured up in wonderfully wicked graphics and text. Able’s visuals remind me of S. Clay Wilson, a darkly hilarious blend of diabolical images combined with the kind of precise, scalpel-like dissection of pop culture banalities we expect from R. Crumb.
From Lou Reed and Iggy to Nick Cave and Justin Timberlake, no one is spared Able’s poison pen. It’s a lovely bunch of nastiness and you can buy it here
Ding Dong, the Twinkie’s gone? Hostess moves to liquidate
IRVING, Texas — Hostess Brands Inc. says it’s going out of business after striking workers across the country crippled its ability to make its Twinkies, Ding Dongs and other snacks.
The company had warned employees that it would file a motion with U.S. Bankruptcy Court Friday seeking permission to shutter its operations and sell its brands if plants hadn’t resumed normal operations by a Thursday evening deadline. The deadline passed without a deal.
The closing would mean the loss of about 18,500 jobs.
“I don’t know if they thought that was a bluff,” CEO Gregory Rayburn said on CNBC Friday. He said the financial impact of the strike makes it “too late” to save the company even if workers have a change of heart. That’s because the clients such as retailers decide to stop carrying products when supplies aren’t adequate.
Rayburn said he’s hopeful that the company will find buyers for its roster of about 30 brands, which include Ho Hos, Dolly Madison, Drake’s and Nature’s Pride snacks. The company books about $2.5 billion in sales a year.
‘Secret Circle’ EP Developing Mystery Thriller ‘Saga’ at ABC
by Lesley Goldberg
Andrew Miller will write and executive produce the drama about the disappearance of a best-selling fantasy writer. The Secret Circle‘s Andrew Miller has sold his third project this development season.
Miller will write and executive produce the project, which tells the story of an author of a best-selling book series (think Twilight) who goes missing before she can complete the final installment in her epic fantasy saga. After a family of fans discovers that she’s been kidnapped into the very real world of her books, they do their part and attempt to rescue her.
Amblin Television’s Justin Falvey and Darryl Frank are on board to executive produce the ABC Studios entry alongside Full Fathom Five’s James Frey and Todd Cohen.
We’ve just launched an Italian-language version of our blog: Google poetica! Google poetica is curated by Valerio Ceccolini. Welcome to the team, Valerio!
With a 24/7 news cycle, it’s downright impossible for reporters to avoid making mistakes. But–especially when lifting something from the internet–sometimes a little fact checking goes a long way.
America Blog reports that during a segment about former CIA director David Petraeus’ mistress Paula Broadwell, ABC Denver accidentally reported the title of the biography she penned about her lover as All Up In My Snatch. An accompanying video shows a snapshot of the Photoshopped book, undoubtedly lifted from the internet, being flashed on the screen following a clip of Ms. Broadwell speaking about Mr. Petraeus. The actual title of the book is All In.
Gilbert police: Woman drove over husband because he didn’t vote
A Mesa man is in critical condition after his wife ran over him with her Jeep because she was upset he didn’t vote in the presidential election and feared her family would suffer with President Obama’s re-election, Gilbert police said Monday.
Holly Solomon, 28, was arrested about 10 a.m. Saturday after she chased her husband Daniel Solomon, 36, in a parking lot on Gilbert Road near Vaughn Avenue, police said.
The victim tried hiding behind a light pole, Sanger said, while his wife “drove around the pole numerous times while continuing to yell at him.”
The victim eventually started running toward the road but was struck by the Jeep and pinned beneath the vehicle and the curb, Sanger said.
Sanger said there was no indication that Holly Solomon [ who also is pregnant BJI Ed. ] was impaired by drugs or alcohol and said her husband is in critical condition at Scottsdale Healthcare Osborn Medical center.
Vegetative patient Scott Routley says ‘I’m not in pain’
By Fergus Walsh
A Canadian man who was believed to have been in a vegetative state for more than a decade, has been able to tell scientists that he is not in any pain.
It’s the first time an uncommunicative, severely brain-injured patient has been able to give answers clinically relevant to their care.
Scott Routley, 39, was asked questions while having his brain activity scanned in an fMRI machine.
His doctor says the discovery means medical textbooks will need rewriting.
“Scott has been able to show he has a conscious, thinking mind. We have scanned him several times and his pattern of brain activity shows he is clearly choosing to answer our questions. We believe he knows who and where he is.”
Elvis Presley was all shook up — and not in a chart-topping kind of way.
When the King of Rock and Roll arrived for four sold-out Madison Square Garden shows in 1972, he was no longer the cocky, pompadoured platinum-selling teen idol of the ‘50s.
Presley, according to a close pal, was instead nervous and unsure about his New York return after a 15-year hiatus that followed his appearance with Ed Sullivan.
“I remember a conversation with Tom Jones where Elvis says, ‘Tom, I don’t know if people are going to like me in New York,’” recalled Jerry Shilling, a charter member of Presley’s Memphis Mafia.
Turns out they did, thank you — thank you very much. By the time Elvis left the building on June 11, he charmed and thrilled a then-record 80,000 fans.
The 37-year-old Presley was tanned, fit and pumped for the spotlight. He prowled the stage in a form-fitting jumpsuit and glittering gold cape, backed by the killer TCB Band (with guitar god James Burton) as he sang in a voice both full and clear.
Two of the four MSG shows, along with a bootleg video shot by a fan with a hand-held camera, are packaged in a new set titled “Prince From Another Planet” – available for the first time this Tuesday.
Man’s best friend doubles as a doggone good bodyguard.
(LOS ANGELES) — Larry Hagman, whose predatory 
The Secret Circle‘s Andrew Miller has sold his third project this development season.
