Stories (truth or fiction ?)

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In 1933, a beautiful, young Austrian woman took off her clothes for a movie director. She ran through the woods, naked. She swam in a lake, naked. Pushing well beyond the social norms of the period, the movie also featured a simulated orgasm. To make the scene "vivid," the director reportedly stabbed the actress with a sharp pin just off-screen.

The most popular movie in 1933 was King Kong. But everyone in Hollywood was talking about that scandalous movie with the gorgeous, young Austrian woman.

Louis B. Mayer, of the giant studio MGM, said she was the most beautiful woman in the world. The film was banned practically everywhere, which of course made it even more popular and valuable. Mussolini reportedly refused to sell his copy at any price.
The star of the film, called Ecstasy, was Hedwig Kiesler.

She said the secret of her beauty was "to stand there and look stupid." In reality, Kiesler was anything but stupid. She was a genius. She'd grown up as the only child of a prominent Jewish banker. She was a math prodigy. She excelled at science. Ashe grew older, she became ruthless, using all the power her body and mind gave her.

Between the sexual roles she played, her tremendous beauty, and the power of her intellect, Kiesler would confound the men in her life, including her six husbands, two of the most ruthless dictators of the 20th century, and one of the greatest movie producers in history.

Her beauty made her rich for a time. She is said to have made - and spent - $30 million in her life. But her greatest accomplishment resulted from her intellect, and her invention continues to shape the world we live in today.

You see, this young Austrian starlet would take one of the most valuable technologies ever developed right from under Hitler's nose. After fleeing to America, she not only became a major Hollywood star, her name sits on one of the most important patents ever granted by the U.S. Patent Office.

Today, when you use your cell phone or, over the next few years, as you experience super-fast wireless Internet access (via something called "long-term evolution" or "LTE" technology), you'll be using an extension of the technology a 20- year-old actress first conceived while sitting at dinner with Hitler.

At the time she made the movie Ecstasy, Kiesler was married to one of the richest men in Austria. Friedrich Mandl who was Austria's leading arms maker. His firm would become a key supplier to the Nazis.

Mandl used his beautiful young wife as a showpiece at important business dinners with representatives of the Austrian, Italian, and German fascist forces. One of Mandl's favorite topics at these gatherings - which included meals with Hitler and Mussolini - was the technology surrounding radio-controlled missiles and torpedoes. Wireless weapons offered far greater ranges than the wire-controlled alternatives that prevailed at the time.

Kiesler sat through these dinners "looking stupid," while absorbing everything she heard.

As a Jew, Kiesler hated the Nazis. She abhorred her husband's business ambitions. Mandl responded to his willful wife by imprisoning her in his castle, Schloss Schwarzenau. In 1937, she managed to escape. She drugged her maid, snuck out of the castle wearing the maid's clothes, and sold her jewelry to finance a trip to London.

She got out just in time… because in 1938, Germany annexed Austria. The Nazis seized Mandl's factory as he was half Jewish. Mandl fled to Brazil. Later, he became an adviser to Argentina's iconic populist president, Juan Peron.

In London, Kiesler arranged a meeting with Louis B. Mayer. She signed a long-term contract with him, becoming one of MGM's biggest stars. She appeared in more than 20 films. She was a co-star to Clark Gable, Judy Garland, and even Bob Hope. Each of her first seven MGM movies was a blockbuster.
But Kiesler cared far more about fighting the Nazis than about making movies. At the height of her fame, in 1942, she developed a new kind of communications system, optimized for sending coded messages that couldn't be "jammed." She was building a system that would allow torpedoes and guided bombs to always reach their targets. She was building a system to kill Nazis.
By the 1940’s, both the Nazis and the Allied forces were using the kind of single-frequency radio-controlled technology Kiesler's ex-husband had been peddling. The drawback of this technology was that the enemy could find the appropriate frequency and "jam" or intercept the signal, thereby interfering with the missile's intended path.
Kiesler's key innovation was to "change the channel." It was a way of encoding a message across a broad area of the wireless spectrum. If one part of the spectrum was jammed, the message would still get through on one of the other frequencies being used. The problem was, she could not figure out how to synchronize the frequency changes on both the receiver and the transmitter. To solve the problem, she turned to perhaps the world's first techno-musician, George Anthiel.
Anthiel was an acquaintance of Kiesler who achieved some notoriety for creating intricate musical compositions. He synchronized his melodies across twelve player pianos, producing stereophonic sounds no one had ever heard before. Kiesler incorporated Anthiel's technology for synchronizing his player pianos. Then, she was able to synchronize the frequency changes between a weapon's receiver and its transmitter.
On August 11, 1942, U.S. Patent No. 2292387 was granted to Antheil and "Hedy Kiesler Markey," which was Kiesler's married name at the time.
“Hedy Lamarr”.That's the name Louis B. Mayer gave to his prize actress. That's the name his movie company made famous.
Meanwhile, almost no one knows Hedwig Kiesler - aka Hedy Lamarr - was one of the great pioneers of wireless communications. Her technology was developed by the U.S. Navy, which has used it ever since.
You're probably using Lamarr's technology, too. Her patent sits at the foundation of "spread spectrum technology," which you use every day when you log on to a Wifi network or make calls with your Bluetooth-enabled phone. It lies at the heart of the massive investments being made right now in so-called fourth-generation "LTE" wireless technology. This next generation of cell phones and cell towers will provide tremendous increases to wireless network speed and quality, by spreading wireless signals across the entire available spectrum. This kind of encoding is only possible using the kind of frequency switching that Hedwig Kiesler invented.
See… you can be beautiful… and brainy..!!!
 

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A DETERMINED SPIRIT (Author
Unknown)

Once upon a time, a small bird named Tasoo lived in a vast
jungle. One hot summer day, a terrible wildfire erupted and the flames devoured
many trees and animals living in the jungle.

Other birds flew high into the sky
and far away to safety, but Tasoo couldn't bear to leave her precious jungle
home to burn.

Day and night, she flew with all her might back and forth to the
river, filling her tiny beak with water to drop on the raging fires.

Tasoo's
rare heart of courage and unshakable determination moved the heavenly gods to
shed tears, and a great rain poured down upon the jungle, extinguishing the
flames. And so it is that even the smallest actions of a determined spirit can
change the world.
 
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I camped out in a ditch in Laurel Canyon around April 1977. I got up and started rolling up my sleeping bag when I saw Neil Young going to get his mail from the mail box. He starred at me for a second and then walked back up the drive.

the year before i had turned down a job for being a roadie for his band. i wonder sometimes how life would of turned out if i had taken that job.

now i just listen to his music most of the time.
 

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Jessie the chicken
plucker


What a wonderful story ---- I never
knew............ A DREAMER AND HIS DREAM. Let me tell you, Jesse hated this job.
And you would
too,
Imagine, if you had to
do it.







Jesse was a chicken
plucker. That's right.

He stood on a line in a chicken factory and spent
his days




Pulling the feathers off
dead chickens so the rest of us




Wouldn't have
to.








It wasn't much of a job.
But at the time,




Jesse didn't think he
was much of a person.




His father was a brute
of a man.
His dad was actually thought to be mentally ill




And treated Jesse rough
all of his life.

Jesse's older brother wasn't much better.
He was
always picking on Jesse and beating him up.




Yes, Jesse grew up in a
very rough home in




West Virginia.
Life was anything but easy.




And he thought life
didn't hold much hope for him.
That's why he was standing in this chicken
line,




Doing a job that darn
few people wanted.

In addition to all the rough treatment at home, it
seems




That Jesse was always
sick. Sometimes it was real




physical illness, but
way too often it was all in his head.




He was a small child,
skinny and meek.
That sure didn't help the situation any.

When he
started to school, he was the object




of every Bully on
the playground.
He was a hypochondriac of the first order.
For Jesse,
tomorrow was not always something




he looked
forward to.




But, he had dreams.
He wanted to be a ventriloquist.




He found books on
ventriloquism. He practiced with




Sock puppets and saved
his hard earned dollars until




He could get a real
ventriloquist dummy.

When he got old enough, he joined the
military.




And even though many of
his hypochondriac symptoms




Persisted, the military
did recognize his talents and




Put him in the
entertainment corp.
That was when his world changed.
He gained
confidence.




He found that
he had a talent for making people laugh,




And laugh so hard they
often had tears in their eyes.
Yes, little Jesse had found
himself.

You know the history books are full of people




Who overcame a handicap
to go on and make a success




Of themselves, but Jesse
is one of the few I know of




Who didn't overcome it.
Instead he used his paranoia




To make a million
dollars, and become one of




The best-loved
characters of all time in doing it!

Yes, that little paranoid
hypochondriac, who transferred




His nervousness into a
successful career, still holds the




Record for the most
Emmy's given in a single category.

The wonderful, gifted, talented, and
nervous comedian




Who brought us
Barney Fife




Was















Jesse Don
Knotts.


 

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The scientist I wrote about, Steve Platek, is actually
interested in using contagious yawning to study the evolution of human
consciousness, which is completely fascinating and at points mind-boggling
abstract.

Platek, as the story explains,
has found that contagious yawning has to do with empathy: The more empathetic
you are, the more likely you are to relate to a yawner and experience a yawn
yourself. The way this relates to consciousness is almost counter intuitive: The
neural pathways involved in empathy are the same pathways involved in
self-awareness, because we empathize with people by tapping into our own
experiences. Self-awareness gives us a reference point for empathizing with
people: You fall down on the sidewalk and get embarrassed, and I feel
embarrassed for you because my brain remembers a time when I felt the
same.

Yawning exists in all living creatures: Insects, fish, birds,
reptiles, mammals, you name it. But contagious yawning only exists (as
far as scientists know) in humans and certain "higher primates" that have been
shown to have "empathetic abilities." (Don't get me started on this idea that
some animals are self-aware and others aren't -- I have issues with that, but I
won't go into it here.) The way Platek sees it, at some point in evolution,
certain brains -- specifically those of humans and some primates -- evolved a
level of consciousness that allowed them to experience empathy (and therefore
contagious yawns), and other brains didn't.

"In trying to understand
something like the evolution of the self, of consciousness and empathy," Platek
told me, "we need specific tests for it. We can't use Petri dishes and
microscopes to see these things, so we have to develop creative ways of looking
for evidence that they exist." Which is precisely what contagious yawning is,
Platek says. It's a cue that a brain has a level of self-consciousness that
makes "empathetic mechanisms" possible.

Platek and I had a great time
talking about yawning. When we got to this point in the conversation I said,
Wait a minute ... You're saying you can study consciousness by looking at
yawning? To which he said, Yep, that's right: "Contagious yawning is a way
for science to have a window into understanding the basic neural mechanism that
may have given rise to the evolution of consciousness, or what we call the human
condition." Then he paused.

"Whoa," I said, "that's heavy."

"I
know," he whispered, laughing. "I was just thinking the same thing: It's weird.
We were talking about yawning and now I'm talking about consciousness!? But
that's where it all came from, so that's what happens. You talk about yawning,
you end up at consciousness. "

Who knew studying yawning could be so
useful. And there's more: Certain types of brain damage can cause people to
suddenly lose their empathethic abilities, so contagious yawning can serve as a
test to see if your brain is functioning normally. Yawning is also a very
curious (and little understood) side effect of certain drugs -- especially
impotence drugs, which has led one researcher to investigate the connection
between sexuality and yawning. Then there's scizophrenia (as I mentioned in my
last post): Platek uses people with schizophrenicenic tendencies to study
contagious yawning -- since schizophreniaenia interferes with empathetic
abilities, it can make people immune to contagious yawns.

Clearly, I
could go on and on about yawning. And I will with a longer story soon. But until
then, I'll end with this: You want evidence that yawning is contagious? Just do
a google images search for "yawn" and start looking through the pictures ...
 

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There once was two people Lisa and Brian.

They got married and had a child. The only problem was that the child was only a head, he had no arms, legs or torso.
So all his life he was picked on and teased and he always wished he had a body.

So when he turned 21 his dad took him to a bar and let him have his first beer ever.

When he drank a whole bottle an arm popped out.

When he drank more bottles more body parts popped out.

After drinking many beers he finally had a whole body.

As they left the bar, he was very drunk and was hit by a bus and he died.

The moral of the story "Quit while you're a head"
 

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Jerry is the kind of guy you love to hate. He is always in a
good mood and always has something positive to say. When someone would ask him
how he was doing, he would reply, "If I were any better, I would be twins!" He
was a unique manager because he had several waiters who had followed him around
from restaurant to restaurant.

The reason the
waiters followed Jerry was because of his attitude. He was a natural motivator.
If an employee was having a bad day, Jerry was there telling the employee how to
look on the positive side of the situation.

Seeing this
style really made me curious, so one day I went up to Jerry and asked him, I
don't get it! You can't be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?"
Jerry replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, Jerry, you have two
choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or you can choose to be in a
bad mood.

I choose to be
in a good mood. Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or
I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it. Every time someone
comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or I can point
out the positive side of life. I choose the positive side of life.

"Yeah, right,
it's not that easy," I protested. "Yes, it is," Jerry said. is all about choices. When you cut away all
the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to situations.
You choose how people will affect your mood. You choose to be in a good mood or
bad mood. The bottom line: It's your choice how you live life."

I reflected on
what Jerry said. Soon thereafter, I left the ]industry to start my


important]business. We lost touch, but I often thought about
him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.

Several years
later, I heard that Jerry did something you are never supposed to do in a
restaurant business: he left the back door open one morning and was held up at
gun point by three armed robbers. While trying to open the safe, his hand,
shaking from nervousness, slipped off the combination. The robbers panicked and
shot him. Luckily, Jerry was found relatively quickly and rushed to the local trauma center. After 18 hours of surgery and weeks
of intensive care, Jerry was released from the hospital with fragments of the
bullets still in his body. [/COLOR]

I saw Jerry
about six months after the accident. When I asked him how he was, he replied,
"If I were any better, I'd be twins. Wanna see my scars?" I declined to see his
wounds, but did ask him what had gone through his mind as the robbery took
place. “The first thing that went through my mind was that I should have locked
the back door," Jerry replied. "Then, as I lay on the floor, I remembered that I
had two choices: I could choose to live or I could choose to die. I chose to
live."

"Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?" I asked. Jerry
continued, "...the paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be
fine. But when they wheeled me into the ER and I saw the expressions on the
faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read
'he's a dead man.' [/COLOR]

I knew I needed
to take action." " What did you do?" I asked. "Well, there was a big burly nurse
shouting questions at me," said Jerry. "She asked if I was allergic to anything.
'Yes,' I replied. The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my
reply. I took a deep breath and yelled, 'Bullets!' Over their laughter, I told
them, 'I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead.'"


Jerry
lived thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing
attitude. I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully.
Attitude, after all, is everything.


Positive thinking
the the first step towards a happy life.
Attitude is
everything
If everyone applies just
these, the whole world will live in happiness.​
 

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Why Did Jesus Fold he Napkin ?

This is one I can honestly say I have never seen circulating in the emails
so if it touches you, you may want to forward it.

Why did Jesus fold the linen burial cloth after His resurrection?
I never
noticed this....
The Gospel of John (20:7) tells us that the napkin, which was placed over
the face of Jesus, was not just thrown aside like the grave clothes.

The Bible takes an entire verse to tell us that the napkin was neatly
folded, and was placed separate from the grave clothes.
Early Sunday morning, while it was still dark, Mary Magdalene came to the
tomb and found that the stone had been rolled away from the entrance.
She ran and found Simon Peter and the other disciple, the one whom Jesus loved.
She said, 'They have taken the Lord's body out of the tomb, and I
don't know where they have put him!'


Peter and the other disciple ran to the tomb to see..
The other disciple
outran Peter and got there first. He stooped and looked in and saw the linen
cloth lying there, but he didn't go in.
Then Simon Peter arrived and went inside..
He also noticed the linen
wrappings lying there, while the cloth that had covered Jesus' head was
folded up and lying to the side.
Was that important? Absolutely!
Is it really significant?
Yes!

In order to understand the significance of the folded napkin, you have to
understand a little bit about Hebrew tradition of that day. The folded
napkin had to do with the Master and Servant,
and every Jewish boy knew this
tradition.

When the servant set the dinner table for the master, he made sure that it
was exactly the way the master wanted it..
The table was furnished perfectly, and then the servant would wait, just out of sight,
until the master had finished eating,
and the servant would not
dare touch that table, until the master was finished.
Now if the master were done eating, he would rise from the table, wipe his
fingers, his mouth, and clean his beard, and would wad up that napkin and
toss it onto the table.

The servant would then know to clear the table.
For in those days, the
wadded napkin meant, 'I'm done'.
But if the master got up from the table,
and folded his napkin, and laid it
beside his plate,
the servant would not dare touch the table,
because..........
The folded napkin meant, 'I'm coming back!'
He is Coming Back!
 

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[h=1]Face difficulties positively[/h]by Stephen on October 14, 2008 ·







This parable is told of a farmer who owned an old mule. The mule fell into the farmer’s well. The farmer heard the mule praying or whatever mules do when they fall into wells. After carefully assessing the situation, the farmer sympathized with the mule, but decided that neither the mule nor the well was worth the trouble of saving. Instead, he called his neighbors together, told them what had happened, and enlisted them to help haul dirt to bury the old mule in the well and put him out of his misery.

Initially the old mule was hysterical! But as the farmer and his neighbors continued shoveling and the dirt hit his back, a thought struck him. It suddenly dawned on him that every time a shovel load of dirt landed on his back, HE WOULD SHAKE IT OFF AND STEP UP!

This he did, blow after blow. “Shake it off and step up…shake it off and step up…shake it off and step up!” He repeated to encourage himself. No matter how painful the blows, or how distressing the situation seemed, the old mule fought panic and just kept right on SHAKING IT OFF AND STEPPING UP!

It wasn’t long before the old mule, battered and exhausted, stepped triumphantly over the wall of that well! What seemed like it would bury him actually helped him . . . all because of the manner in which he handled his adversity.

THAT’S LIFE! If we face our problems and respond to them positively, and refuse to give in to panic, bitterness, or self-pity.
 
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