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I was in a funk that evening when I went to feed. But I noticed that my new rope horse was packin’ his right hind. After a thorough lameness exam I concluded he musta slid on the ice and pulled a muscle. Possibly, I admitted, the result of a sudden fright.

Clyde, a local horseman who ran horses frequently at the ol’ San Juan Downs Race Track in Farmington, New Mexico spotted TANGO in a pasture. He watched him over a few days, liked him, and bought the four-year old stud. Problem was, nobody could ride him. The local cowboys all tried. As did the trainers, retired jockeys, weekend buckaroos, electricians, rough necks, silversmiths, auctioneers and parolees. But nobody could stay on the bucker.

I stayed up with the pore little dog all night. I sat there reading my Big Book of Dog Diseases, administering cures and praying. By the grace of God he survived. I knew that I had very little to do with the dogs recovery and keeping my license. It was the first of many examples where I learned by doing.

This was vintage Slater: we can all play God together, now that I’ve created a platform for doing it. He’s hypercompetitive and magnanimous. The acknowledgments in his 2003 memoir run for seven pages, and the artificial-wave platform he’s created actually cancels some of his own greatest strengths as a competitor. Nobody else has mastered heat strategy—how to beat your opponent in a man-on-man heat—like Slater has. The pool, which accommodates only one surfer at a time, doesn’t allow for heats. Less obviously, but more profoundly, nobody else has read the ocean so well for so long—reacting to every lurch and boil and barely imaginable opportunity with inspired spontaneous adaptations. Here in the pool, there was almost nothing to read.

Commenter: BethanyI’m 49 years old and a professor. I took out a 4,000 dollar government guaranteed student loan in the mid-80s (chicken feed today. It was around that time that trading in debt must have begun because I remember being shocked to learn that my loan had been sold several times without my ever being informed and finally it was defaulted (by Sallie Mae) when it should not have been. A year of harrassing phone calls from collection agencies ensued. One day I reached the end of my psychological tether and in the middle of a particularly ugly harrassing phone call, burst out with "what are you going to do, send someone to come and break my legs?" The phone calls stopped for 16 years. My outburst was not strategic, but I learned a valuable lesson: you do not have to put up with harrassing phone calls from collection agencies and simply ignoring them and refusing to make payments will protect your health from stress related illness and possibly prevent you from ending up on the street. That’s my first comment. The second is that for nine years I taught at a liberal arts college in Massachusetts beginning in the late 90s. I was shocked at the cost (40,000 when I left, probably close to 50,000 now). I can tell you that NO education is worth that kind of money in this country. As other commentators have pointed out, most jobs in this country will never pay you enough to pay back this kind of money. What is sad is that the real worth of education isn’t economic; rather, education is necessary for democracies to function. There can be no democracy in a society where only the wealthy receive educations. The cost of higher education in this country is contributing to an ever increasing wage slave class – people who find themselves deeply in debt by the age of 21, who can’t earn enough money to ever pay the debt off, who can’t afford the health care that becomes even more necessary as stress, anxiety, and overwork wreck their health. And the government continues to bail out the very institutions that are profitting from disempowering the country’s citizens and destroying democracy by turning them into indentured servants. It is insanity to pay upwards of 100,000 for a college education – go to community college, buy books, read, and educate yourself. As an educator with experience teaching in both private and state schools, I can tell you that private education is in no way worth the money it costs.

 Silverchair’s song went on to spend six weeks at No 1 on the Australian singles charts and 20 weeks in the top 10.

Obama: “That whole, suddenly America’s like the biggest oil producer and the biggest gas — that was me, people.” Actually, it wasn’t.

And when you hear the civilized, what comes to mind? English barristers wearing wigs? Nobility dueling and drinking tea? Miss Manners?

Christmas Eve, 1823. Clem Moore, a hardworking newspaper writer, has been assigned to write the best Santa Claus story ever. There’s only one hitch: he doesn’t believe. In desperation, Clem makes a wish on the Christmas Star. What follows is a night of magic, flying reindeer, sugar plum fairies and a visit from the Jolly Old Elf himself!!

I got her home and ran her in the chute to examine her. I was lucky to have my old pardner, Jake, who had a supporting role, to help me. She was in fair condition and had only the lower corner incisors left. There was a healed lump at the angle of her jaw, her left horn curled back into the side of her head and the right horn swooped out gracefully to the northeast. She looked like she was directing traffic! But the reason she was at the sale barn, headed to the rendering plant, was her right eye. Cancer had enucleated it and the orbital area was the size of a small cantaloupe!

"This IEC IA+ turbine completes the EP3 range and will be available in 3MW ‘silent mode’, 3.5MW and 4MW ratings.

“Clint just showed his pig, Tanya can’t find the sheep clippers and Justin’s rabbit was disqualified ‘cause it had a black toenail.”