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BLACK RAISE!

The morning started with a BANG thanks to the strange article in the morning paper. “Cockpit ‘kristo’ going to memory olympics,” the title read. Two Pinoys, an ex bet-taker in a cockpit (aka ‘kristo’) and a registered nurse, were going to compete in the UK Open International Memory Championships in London on August 26-27. Get this, this is an international arena for mental gymnastics. WOW. Nope, they’re not autistic-savants or the proverbial geeks.

When ordinary pinoys who are relatively untrained can compete this way amidst the lack of a strong learning culture in the nation…doesn’t it tell you something? If we can do it, even with odds against us, why don’t we bring this to higher and larger realms of battle. If we have so much raw potential, why do we stop with the raw and never bring this potential further. Imagine if this raw human capital is harnessed for the good of the country. Imagine the possibilities.

DAMBISA MOYO AND DEAD AID

The first time I heard about Dambisa Moyo was in June last year. The June 27 issue of Newsweek featured her book, Dead Aid. This woman had guts, I thought. Even the flak from Bono and his One Foundation and the rest of the world did not impede her.  The book was revolutionary as it advanced the view that multilateral aid has worsened Africa’s underdevelopment trap over the decades. Dambisa’s message could cut through diamonds. But it was months after this, during the Ondoy aftermath, that I went back to what she had written and realized its importance with regard to the circumstances of the Philippines.  I underscored the essence of her book as an example of self-respect on a personal level and ownership and stakeholding from a policy perspective amidst the aid-addicted Filipino psyche and the policies derived from that.

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FOX Business – Dambisa Moyo says Aid to Africa isn’t working

From a Brown Raise viewpoint, Dambisa Moyo became a figure to watch not just for her being a champion for African ownership of its own development goals but more so for being a breathing example of “Black Raise.”  Her book begins with a personal quest of attempting to find out why Africa is in a desperate situation and how this can be reversed. Her questions are motivated by a heart for her roots, nation and continent.  The preface of Dead Aid reads:

“For me, finding a sustainable solution to Africa’s woes is a personal quest. Having been raised in one of the poorest countries in the world, I feel a strong desire to help families like my own, who continue to suffer the consequences of economic failure every day of their lives. Throughout my professional and academic life as a student of economics I have pondered the question of development. I have often wondered, while other emerging regions have ostensibly turned the corner towards economic prosperity, why my continent has failed. This book is a consequence of my thoughts and deliberations over the years.”

NEIL TUROK AND THE NEXT EINSTEIN INITIATIVE

This year, another “Black Raise” example came to light.  In the course of my research, I came across The African Institute for Mathematical Sciences (AIMS). This is the brainchild of theoretical physicist Dr. Neil Turok. It shamelessly aims to produce a band of passionate people who will change Africa. How? It has this simple conviction: The next Einstein will be African. Hence the birth of the Next Einstein Initiative. The latter’s homepage says:

What is NextEinstein?

A vision: Only Africans can solve Africa’s problems.
A solution: Mathematics and Science lead to peace and prosperity.

An opportunity: The Next Einstein can be African.

How did Dr. Turok’s views begin?

Dr. Turok grew up in special circumstances. Born in South Africa, he grew up in his parents convictions as anti-apartheid advocates. His parents were not only imprisoned for their beliefs but the family had to live as refugees. Fast forward to Neil Turok’s teenage years. When he reached the age of 17, he went back to Africa and volunteered as a teacher. In that experience, his own convictions came to their own. He saw that African children are intelligent and full of potential if only they can be given a chance. What he got from this experience was a broken heart for Africa. And that is the best beginning. He was armed with the belief that African talent must be discovered, nurtured and cultivated. In one word it was empowerment towards self-sufficiency. After many years of establishing himself in theoretical physics, having been appointed Chair of Mathematical Physics at Cambridge University in 1997 and the current Chair of the Perimeter Institute for Theoretical Physics in Canada, his road map was formed.

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Neil Turok: 2008 TED Prize wish: An African Einstein

When Dr. Turok won the Technology, Entertainment and Design (TED) Prize in 2008, he again shared his vision for equipping Africans through the AIMS, which was established in 2003.  African solutions by Africans, he said in his speech. His vision was so compelling that it produced an elite graduate program of world class rigorous academic training, after which, the students are equipped to cross swords with any academic giant in the world. In one interview, Dr. Turok shared that some critics see the endeavor as a waste of resources since only a few Africans will devote themselves to such a track, notwithstanding the full scholarship.  Is this the best way to help Africa? Can math and science stop famine and ethnic cleansing? But there is wisdom in what Dr. Turok undauntingly says: if these students, though few in number, can be inspired, they will change Africa. Dr. Turok may not have the monopoly of answers but what is important is that he indeed carries an answer. He made the best use of what he had–math and science–for the good of Africa.

FRESH HOPE FOR AFRICA

In the March 1, 2010 issue of Newsweek, Jerry Guo writes that while China and India receive all the airtime for their economic rise, the oft overlooked Africa looms as global growth story. “In 2007 and 2008, southern Africa, the Great Lakes region of Kenya, Tanzania, and Uganda, and even the drought-stricken Horn of Africa had GDP growth rates on par with Asia’s two powerhouses.”  It is exciting to hear that entrepreneurship has increased, thanks to the start of an unmistakeable brain gain in Africa’s most robust economies. A country’s rise still goes back to the story of people.


AIMS in South Africa

Through all the seeming brain work in Dr. Turok’s endeavors, what is really behind the vision is a simple story of fire. Change begins with a personal broken heart for the things we want to change. We must be the first answers to the wrong we want to right. Second, it’s all about empowerment. Solutions for Africa must primarily come from Africans. It is very fitting for Dr. Turok to teach this. The person who begins as a solution is the best person to teach others to become solutions themselves. Last, the story is about inspiration. Great movements in the world always begin with movements within an individual’s heart where convictions, principles and dreams are decided. Indeed, as Emerson and Carlyle put it, there is no such thing as history, only biography. History begins with a personal renaissance in heart spilling over to the mind, moving the hands to turn the world upside down. As Dr. Turok said, if these few Africans are inspired, they can change Africa. Indeed and beyond.

Welcome to the Black Raise.

~ Apolinariang Binibini


Calleja, Nina, “Cockpit ‘kristo’ going to memory olympics,” Philippine Daily Inquirer, August 15, 2010.
Moyo, Dambisa (2009), Dead Aid. Farrar, Strauss and Giroux, NY



Guo, Jerry, “How Africa is becoming the new Asia,” Newsweek, March 1, 2010.

Realities in RP Science

By Raul Kamantigue Suarez, Ph.D.
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Nananalaytay

Isinilang na bulag
sa sariling bansa
Mga matang nakatuon
sa dugong maharlikaIsinilang na bingi
sa mga totoong pangyayari
Iyong nasa kapangyarihan
alipin kaming sawi,Ako ba’y mahirap?
Hindi masamang mangarap
iyon lamang maituran
nitong pusong natatapakan

Sino ako? Sa sariling bansa ko,
bakit nakikita’y hindi tunay na Pilipino
Ako’y kayumanggi, isang mababang uri
ang tingin sa ‘kin ng mga balat ay puti

Isang pangyayari’ng sa ‘ki’y pumukaw
maraming kababayan ko’y
sa kanluran ay silaw
Isang kahibangang, sa puso ko’y tumunaw
pagkat bantayog ni Rizal ay biglang pumanaw

Pinoy gumising ka!
Mangarap nang matayog
Perlas ng silangan
ang iyong pinagmulan

Pinoy makinig ka!
Huwag maging sunud-sunuran
Minsan nang inalipusta
Ika’y bumangon sa pagkakadapa

Tanging pangarap ko’y
di maging banyagang hilaw
Sa sarili kong bayan, sana’y maging ilaw
pagkat itong dugong, sa ‘ki’y nananalaytay
ay lahing may puri, dangal at kagitingan.

From: Clarence.
Pending Biography

Ang Tunay na Liwanag ng Kinabukasan

Dapit-hapon noon nang ako ay makipag-kwentuhan sa isang babaeng nangungupahan sa isang maliit na kuwarto sa amin.

Lahad sa sitwasyon nilang mag-iina ang kahirapang dinaranas nila. Pinagtiya-tiyaga niyang magkasya ang kakarampot na kita mula sa paglalaba buong araw upang matustusan ang kanilang pangangailangan sa pamilya

“Masarap sana ang buhay namin kung madami kaming pera. Kung makapag-asawa nga lang ako ng foreigner, tiyak hindi na kami maghihirap,” sabi ng babae na para bang may gumugulo sa isipan niya.
Ang kakapusan ng kinikita dito sa Pilipinas, gaya ng sintemyento ng babae, ang siyang madalas na dahilan ng ating mga kababayan tuwing sila’y lalabas ng bansa. Kasabay nang pagbabahagi niya ng sama ng loob, ay ang pagtatanong ko sa aking sarili, “Bakit nga ba tulad ng iba pa sa aming mga Pilipino, pag-aasawa na lamang ng kanluranin ang kasagutan sa buhay?
Tumugon ako at nagsabing, “Eh, manang pwede ka namang magnegosyo dito sa bansa natin. Hindi mo na kailangan mag-asawa pa ng foreigner noh! At madami naman dyan na lalaki na bagay sa iyo na Pilipino.”

Hay, kung sana nga mayaman kami.” sabi niya.

Sa pagtatapos ng aming pag-uusap, nalungkot ako dahil hindi ko nabago ang pag-iisip niya.
Ngunit sa kabila nito, ako’y hindi mawawalan ng pag-asa. Ako’y patuloy na mangangarap na sana kung di man ang aleng iyon, ang kanyang mga anak at ang ating mga kabataan ang tunay na magiging mga “Liwanag sa Dilim” para sa ating bansa. Ika nga ni Dr. Jose Rizal “Ang kabataan ang siyang pag-asa ng bayan!” Ang ating mga kabataan ang tunay na liwanag ng kinabuksan.
Mapapasaayos natin ang kalagayan ng ating minamahal na bansa kung sama-sama tayong mangangarap at hahanap ng ating parte para sa tunay na liwanag ng kinabukasan – ang ating mga kabataan.
From: Benjamina B. Santos . 17 years old, 1st year college student, Computer Science, Asian Institute of Computer Studies

Ako’y isang Lumad at Ako ay Pilipino

I am a Filipino, by heart and by mind.
I am a student leader whose eyes were, fortunately, opened by the Brown Raise team.

For years, I have been looking for people who are as nationalistic as I am. I was ashamed because it took me years to find the Brown Raise Movement, which only means that I didn’t search that hard. In fact, it’s them who found me in my university.

I am very proud being a Filipino but when I found out that our race is being discriminated, I grew angry. Now, I am challenged to educate myself further to show them that we have a bloodline of excellent people. Our history has already proven that and it is now up to us, the youth of today to continue our forefathers’ foundation.

Ako si Jandelle. Pilipino.

Usa sa libu-libong apo ni Dagohoy.

Usa ka Bol-anon diri sa Mindanao.

Dili ako magpatarog sa ubang lahi nga dayuhan;

Ug barugan ko nga ako usa ka Lumad.

Lumad Pilipino.

MABUHAY ANG LAHING KAYUMANGGI!!!

Ito ang aking tatahakin at papasanin para sa pag-angat ng lahing kayumanggi.
From: Jandelle Claire C. Suarez.
19, Business Administration Student at the Bukidnon State University, Malaybalay City, Bukidnon, Philippines
 

Hindi Pwede ang Pwede na Yan

Ipinanganak ako sa Pilipinas ngunit ang aking ama ay isang banyaga – isang Hapon, ngunit alam ko sa aking puso at isipan na ako ay isang Pilipino.

Nabigyan ako ng pagkakataon na mamalagi panandalian sa bansang Hapon. Hindi man ito ang unang pagkakataon, tila ba laging bago sa akin ang mga pagkakaibang nakikita ko dito kung ihahambing ko sa atin sa Pilipinas. Napakalinis dito, walang trapik, disiplinado ang mga tao, maayos ang lahat dahil lahat sumusunod, lahat tumutulong kung kaya naman hindi ko talaga maiwasang hindi mapaisip kung bakit sila ganito at tayo sa Pilipinas hindi? Nakakalungkot isipin dahil minsan ding naging matayog ang lipad ng ating bansa ngunit nasaan na nga ba tayo ngayon? Nasaan na ang tayog na minsan nating nakamit? Minsan ba’y hindi natin natanong kung bakit tayo nagkaganito? O sadyang wala na tayong pakialam… dahil para sa atin, ika nga ng ilan, “Bahala na si Batman…” dahil “Pwede na yan…
Hindi ko maaninag ang mga katagang ‘pwede na yan’ para sa isang musmos na namamalimos sa kalsada na dapat ay nagtatampisaw ng may galak sa paglalaro; hindi ko maaninag ang mga katagang ‘pwede na yan’ para sa mga kabataang napipilitang magbanat ng buto at kumayod upang magkaroon ng perang ipambibili nang ipanlalaman sa sikmura na dapat ay namamalagi sa paaralan, hawak ang kanilang mga kwaderno at nag-aaral; hindi ko maaninag ang mga katagang ‘pwede na yan‘ para sa mga taong nakapagtapos naman ng pag-aaral ngunit nasa kani-kanilang mga bahay lamang, nakatunganga dahil wala silang trabaho o ‘di kaya nama’y malayo ang trabaho sa kanilang kurso na tinapos; hindi ko maaninag ang mga katagang ‘pwede na yan‘ sa mga tituladong tao na kung saan ang diplomang pinaghirapan ay nagiging katapat nang paninilbihan sa ibang bayan; hindi ko maaninag ang mga katagang ‘pwede na yan‘ para sa bawat tahanan na kulang ng ama o ina sa kadahilanang kailangang magtrabaho sa malayo; hindi ko maaninag ang mga katagang ‘pwede na yan‘ sa kahirapang tinatamasa ng ating bansa na kung tutuusin ay hindi naman dapat kung tatanggalin lamang natin sa ating mga sistema ang walang silbing mga katagang ‘pwede na yan.’
Ilang beses na ba nating isinakripisyo ang ikagaganda ng isang bagay dahil lang sa akala natin ay ‘pwede na yan‘ na kung tutuusin… hindi pwede… hinding-hindi dahil may igaganda pa sana ang ating trabaho, may itataas pa sana ang ating grado sa ating pag-aaral, bubuti pa sana tayong mga mamamayan at higit sa lahat may iuunlad pa sana ang ating bayan kung noon pa sana natin tinalikuran at itinatwa ang pag-aakalang ‘pwede na yan.’

Nakalulungkot isipin na napakaraming mga Pilipino ang hindi na ninanais pang mamuhay sa kanilang sariling bayan na ultimo lingunin ang Pilipinas ay hindi na nila makuhang gawin at kung mabibigyan sana sila ng pagkakataon, ay ‘di na nila nanaising mapabilang pa sa lahi ng mga kayumanggi.

May mga panahong nalulungkot na ako dito at nais ko nang lumipad pauwi, pabalik ng Pilipinas. Ngunit sa aking pagbubulay-bulay, aking naisip na mapalad ako at nabigyan ako ng pribilehiyo na makapaglakbay at makalabas ng Pilipinas upang makita na napakalayo pa ng ating bansa sa putukan kung kaya’t napakarami pang dapat ayusin at baguhin. Mayroon tayong magagawa para sa iuunlad ng ating lahi. Huwag sana nating sayangin ang pagkakataon na makatulong at makibahagi sa adhikaing maiahon ang Pilipinas mula sa putik ng kahirapan at kahihiyang kinasasadlakan nito. Kung mayroon ka nang naitulong, huwag mong sabihing ‘pwede na yan‘ dahil hangga’t kaya mo pa, may magagawa ka pa.

Mga “alipin” ang bansag ng ibang lahi sa atin. Huwag nating tanggapin na ‘pwede na yan‘ dahil hindi tayo iyan. Minsan na nating pinatunayan na nagmula ang isang Rizal sa pangkat ng minsang tinatakan at inapakang mga Indyo kung kaya’t buo ang aking paniniwala na kung kinaya natin noon mas dapat nating kayanin ngayon.

Hindi ako kasing henyo ng ibang mga manunulat, ngunit isa lamang ang aking natutunan sa buhay – kung nais nating umunlad at umangat ang ating lahi… talagang hindi pwede ang “pwede na yan.

From: Mamie Grace Clemente.
18 Years Old, 3rd. Year University of Santo Tomas (AB Literature), Valenzuela City, NCR, Philippines
 

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Exposing Heartless Leaders

By Jesmael M. Montaña

Half the work that is done in the world is to make things appear what they are not. E. R. Beadle (1812-1879)

Ondoy has brought out the true essence of the plethora of promises of our politicians’ harangue that reverberate at the dawn of our elections next year. The bitter truth about all these so called concern and heart for the masses has starkly emerged. Painful as it may be, but that’s something that we have awakened to lately — the Philippines has not produced leaders that genuinely care for the Filipino. Much has been said about the catastrophic event as an “act of God or force majeure” but not much has been said about the negligence of our leadership. Something could have been done to prevent or minimize this senseless loss. This fact has stared many of our past and present leaders in their faces. Their “looking somewhere else” won’t take away the obvious heartlessness.

Ondoy Typhooon Aftermath

Ondoy Typhoon Aftermath

Paulo Alcazaren, in one of his insightful articles (The Philippine Star, October 03, 2009,) mentioned that Singapore’s highest recorded rainfall was 467 mm, which obviously eclipses the highest recorded rainfall of Ondoy at approximately 350mm to 400mm. It was something the Singaporeans have studied and prepared for, which is, sad to say, the exact opposite in the case of the Philippines. By the ‘70s, Singapore’s rivers were cleared and vital city wide drainage infrastructure were set in place.

The pathetic truth is that during the ‘70s, the Philippines was way ahead of Singapore economically. Singapore then was rejected by Malaysia when they applied to be one of its ‘states’ and on top of this was the withdrawal of the British military base. Yet their leaders made sure that their vital infrastructure was built to address this perennial flood-problem. Wide drainage open canals and culverts were put in place making sure that they could handle the highest recorded rainfall brought by the yearly torrential monsoon rains. Mr. Alcazaren mentions that even building entrances were designed “with thresholds that had floor finish elevations centimetres higher than that 1969 historical record (their highest recorded rainfall in a hundred years.)” Mr. Alcazaren even described the “the world-famous 12-meter-wide pedestrian paradise of Orchard Walk parallel to the road is actually a humongous drainage canal underneath. It is regularly cleaned and accessible by small service vehicles.”

The Singaporean leadership didn’t just fix the infrastructure of their canal system, they also understood that they needed to factor-in the vital landscape that was needed in storm water management. They put in place, as Alcazaren said, “… large green open spaces, parks and plating verges along major thoroughfares filled with vegetation — all, I found later — functioned also to absorb rainwater aside from keeping the city cool and green.”

If there is something noticeable about developed countries, it’s the proliferation of gardens, parks and well managed forest reserves which is ruefully lacking in the Philippines. We have literally built an ‘asphalt jungle.’ During weekends, traffic in developed countries would be concentrated on routes leading out of the city towards the outskirts where fishing grounds, lakes, jogging trails and national forest parks abound. The exact opposite is seen in our metropolis. Traffic is stupendously making a bee-line towards our malls because we love to indulge in our ‘malling culture.’

Singapore's Orchard Road

Singapore’s Orchard Road

Malaysia had to face the onslaught of the same perennial torrential monsoon rains head on. Although a bit later than the Singaporeans, they set the development of retention reservoirs, so that water can be held and used for other alternative purposes. Additional drainage canals were built and what has been featured in engineering documentary shows, the Stormwater Management and Road Tunnel or SMART Tunnel. A dual purpose storm drainage and road tunnel, 9.7 kilometres long. When floodwaters are minimal, the lowest section allows water through, when floodwaters are heavy, the entire road portion is closed and the whole tunnel lets storm water through.

Malaysia's S.M.A.R.T. Tunnel

Malaysia’s S.M.A.R.T. Tunnel

Now we are faced with a complicated situation because the banks of our rivers and creeks are inhabited by informal settlers, thus impeding the quick flow of floodwaters. Add to that our heavily silted major riverbeds including our main catch basin, Laguna de Bay. During the early 1900s, Laguna de Bay was around 9 meters deep. By the ‘70s, due to the normal siltation process of nature, it was approximately 6 meters deep. Now it’s a mere 3 meters or probably even less. Laguna de Bay is a major source of millions of kilos of fish and other freshwater produce every year. But after Ondoy, it has become a wasteland – unable to handle the rainwater. Consequently, some residential areas around it are still flooded up to now. Dredging will cost around five billion pesos. Add to this the denudation of our forest, lack of proper waste management and wanton, careless disposal of garbage resulting in what we now have —an environmental nightmare that will haunt us for a long, long time.

Laguna de Bay, Philippines

Laguna de Bay, Philippines

Men are not against you; they are merely for themselves.  -- Jan Christian Smuts

As early as the late ‘40s, according to Alcazaren, “the master plan for Quezon City and environs was set up by a group of Filipino and American, architects, planners, and landscape architects. The basin from Laguna to Marikina all the way up to Montalban was already identified as a greenbelt that was to be consolidated and conserved for functional as well as aesthetic purposes. The importance of maintaining these areas as agricultural and open land was further reinforced by the knowledge, as early as 1949 that a fault runs through the area all the way to Muntinlupa.” Our leaders during the ‘50s did not act on it.

Proposed Parañaque Spillway

Proposed Parañaque Spillway

By the ‘70s, Felino Palafox Jr. cited that a study was funded by the World Bank on a land-use plan that was finalized by Hong Kong-based consulting firm Freeman Fox and Associates. Areas that were severely flooded recently were already cited as areas wherein development should be controlled and managed. A key solution in the study submitted in the ‘70s was the Parañaque Spillway in order to relieve the Laguna de Bay of excess water. Alcazaren noted that “The government could not or would not get the right of way, or the money and plan disappeared.” Now we still wonder if our leaders would act on it. It’s brain-dead enough that we need to convene a senate investigation to talk about the gradual and early release of excess water in our dams. Hello! It’s mental suicide that our leaders need to discuss the importance of Doplar radars. Oops, I almost forgot that I have to pretend to think that they’re broken for the people and all of this is not simply making the most out of their misery for media mileage.

To win over certain people to something, it is only necessary to give it a gloss of love of humanity, nobility, gentleness, self-sacrifice--and there is nothing you cannot get them to swallow.  --Friedrich Nietzsche

You fool me once, shame on you. You fool me twice, shame on me.  --Chinese Proverb

Elections are fast approaching and once again we will hear a barrage of promises from our politicians. Goodies and moneys will be tossed to the masses and once again, many will be stupid enough to vote for them because they have been raised with the scraps of decrepit education, since our best academic institutions have, at its best, produced the pitiless entrepreneurial and political leaders we have now. Of course, relief goods will be distributed so that the culprits can sleep at night nightmare-free. People will be allowed to build settlements beside the creeks, rivers and landslide-prone areas. The masses will think that the politician really cares for their well-being, when we all know what they really care about. Most are only concerned for where they can buy their scandalously-priced signature accoutrements with names we could hardly pronounce, how they can satisfy their stupendously high-gourmet taste buds and how they can provide their children’s allowances amounting to three to four times Juan de la Cruz’s minimum wage. Their children will also develop a calloused stomach to swallow fodder from this nefarious source, quickly learning the tricks of the trade and this heart-wrenching saga can go on and on and on, ad infinitum.

Desperate Crowd

A desperate crowd

The great masses of the people ... will more easily fall victims to a great lie than to a small one.  Adolf Hitler (1889-1945)

Despite these things, the recent events brought out the heroism of many of our countrymen. The names of Muelmar Magallanes, Ancheta and others have warmed our hearts as they lost their lives for the sake of others. People with speedboats, jet skis or even pool boats went out of their comfort zones and into harms way to save some people. We realize that despite the darkness, there are beacons shining and giving us hope. We need to raise up more of this kind of people from the next generation. We need to remind our next generation that life is found in having a raison d’être, a mission, a purpose. We need to tap into something deeper, something greater within. We need to recoup the Filipino soul, rather than calling these catastrophes “acts of God,” because that’s what many of our leaders want us to believe.

Great occasions do not make heroes or cowards; they simply unveil them to the eyes of men. Silently and imperceptibly, as we wake or sleep, we grow strong or weak; and at last some crisis shows what we have become. -- Brooke Foss Westcott

Calamity is the test of integrity.

When you are face to face with a difficulty, you are up against a discovery. --Lord Kelvin

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