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My town is losing a car repair shop.	1clean
He had a loyal following; a friend told me he once opened early on a Sunday to fix her tire.	1clean
The garage is n’t closing for lack of customers.	1clean
“There is n’t a car from the ’70s or ’80s that we ca n’t work on,” the owner told our local weekly.	1clean
Independent repair shops are going out of business all over the country.	1clean
In California, more than half the gas stations had repair shops as recently as ten years ago.	1clean
(Have you noticed that prices are rising?)	1clean
It goes to two of the central narratives of our economy — the conventional version at least.	1clean
The word itself has become practically a synonym for “future.”	1clean
“While the Industrial Revolution herded people into gigantic social institutions — big corporations, big unions, big governments,” wrote Newt Gingrich in his book To Renew America, “the Information Revolution is breaking up these giants and leading us back to something that is — strangely enough — much more like de Tocqueville ’s 1830s America.”	1clean
For one thing, there ’s the matter of agency.	1clean
It does not have an inevitable evolutionary path.	1clean
Noble looks in particular at the machine tool industry, and how it evolved to enable top-down management control instead of autonomy on the shop floor.	1clean
Computers have followed a similar pattern.	1clean
But in practice they often do the opposite.	1clean
I do n’t really know, but it does seem reasonable.	1clean
That seems to be what ’s happening.	1clean
Car repair used to be a knowledge commons, shared in driveways, urban curbsides, and voc. ed. classes.	1clean
There was little if any secret and proprietary code.	1clean
I am not suggesting that we all go back to bamboo huts, though a few weeks might not be the worst thing now and then.	1clean
I am just questioning the techno-romantics who think technology by its very nature is enlarging and fulfilling.	1clean
Sometimes it does the opposite, and hollows us out.	1clean
Adam Smith actually had a glimmer of this, regarding the effect of the division of labor upon the workers involved.	1clean
As each task becomes more specialized, Smith noted, it engages less of the person.	1clean
Narrow work leads to human atrophy; it can make people “as stupid and ignorant as it is possible for a human creature to become.”	1clean
(Smith had a brooding cautionary side that is lacking among his acolytes today.)	1clean
It affects people not just as employees but as “consumers” even more (and consumption is the real work of our “economy” to begin with.)	1clean
There ’s a built-in social dimension that engages us at more levels, as producers as well as just consumers.	1clean
Open systems evolve to serve the needs of users rather than of those who seek to use the users for their own ends.	1clean
I was wearing a yellow linen dress which my mother had picked out and which I therefore disliked although I knew it flattered me.	1clean
My father and I were going to mass — my mother did not go; she was Protestant.	1clean
When I was a little girl, he did that often, and called me Muscles.	1clean
He had not called me Muscles or put his hand on my head for a long time.	1clean
I wanted to feel the rough edge of the pocket of his coat against my cheek, but I was too tall.	1clean
I wanted to be seven again, and safe.	1clean
But I still wanted to push against his hand and put my hand in his pocket and steal the leather palmed glove, that secret animal.	1clean
Instead I went into the church, took a Bulletin, dipped my finger in Holy Water and genuflected.	1clean
The inside of the church smelled like damp wood and furniture polish, not alive at all.	1clean
My father took off his coat and draped it over the edge of the pew and when I came back from communion I stole his glove.	1clean
It smelled like March.	1clean
We walked back through the school because it was drizzling, my father tall in his navy suit and my shoes going click on the linoleum.	1clean
There were two classes of each grade, starting at the sixth and going down to the first.	1clean
The hall ended in a T and we went left through the gym, walked underneath the bleachers and stood next to the side door, waiting for the rain to stop.	1clean
He stood rocked back on his heels with his coat thrown over his shoulders and his hands in his pockets.	1clean
I thought of bacon and eggs, toast with peach jam out of the jar.	1clean
There were things in the shadows; a metal pail, a mop, rags.	1clean
There was no holder and the end was jagged.	1clean
The light from the door made the shadows under the bleachers darker, the long space stretched far away.	1clean
I heard the rain and the faint rustle of paper and smelled damp concrete.	1clean
I did not go near my father but kept my hand in my pocket, feeling the soft leather glove.	1clean
There was a rustling on the concrete and the drizzle of soft rain.	1clean
I wondered if anyone ever went back under the bleachers, if there were crickets or mice there.	1clean
I wished the rain would stop.	1clean
I wanted to go home.	1clean
I made noises with my heels but they were too loud so I stopped.	1clean
Something else clicked and I tried to see what it was but could n’t see anything.	1clean
My father cleared his throat, looking out the door.	1clean
I imagined a man down there in the dark, an escaped convict or a madman.	1clean
I heard a noise like paper.	1clean
My father heard it, too, but he pretended not to, at least he did n’t turn his head.	1clean
And there was a heavier sound, a rasp, like a box pulled over concrete.	1clean
I looked at my father but he did n’t turn his head.	1clean
I wished he would turn his head.	1clean
There was a click again and the rustle, and I could not think of what it could be.	1clean
I had no explanation for the particular combination of sounds.	1clean
Once in a fever I heard thousands of birds outside my window and I was terrified that they would fling themselves through the glass and attack me, but it was only the rain on the eaves.	1clean
He dwelt in another world, a world of intrigue, bargains, contracts and clandestine purchases of land all over the island.	1clean
The day began as it usually did when my father was expected home from his travels, the house festooned with flowers and stocked with coconut liquor.	1clean
We stood by the gate, washed and perfumed and arrayed in our brightest clothes, my mother twisting her hands in her skirt, my father ’s wife with red eyes.	1clean
Jom, grown taller and broad in the shoulders, moaned gently to himself, while I stood nervously rubbing the heel of one sandal on the flagstones.	1clean
We scanned the deep blue valley for the first sign of the company, but before we saw them we heard the children shouting: “A yellow man!”	1clean
We glanced at one another in confusion.	1clean
My mother bit her lower lip; Jom gave a groan of alarm.	1clean
At first I thought the children meant my father, whose golden skin, the color of the night-monkey ’s pelt, was a rarity in the islands; but certainly the children of Tyom were familiar with my father, and would never have greeted a council-member with such ill-mannered yells.	1clean
Then I remembered the only “yellow man” I had ever seen, an Olondrian wizard and doctor who had visited Tyom in my childhood, who wore two pieces of glass on his eyes, attached to his ears with wires, and roamed the hills of Tinimavet, cutting bits off the trees.	1clean
I have since learned that that doctor wrote a well-received treatise, On the Medicinal Properties of the Juice of the Young Coconut, and died a respected man in his native city of Deinivel; but at the time I felt certain he had returned with his sack of tree-cuttings.	1clean
“There they are,” said Pavit, the head house-servant, in a strained voice.	1clean
My father ’s plaited umbrella appeared, his still, imposing figure, and beside him another man, tall and lean, astride an island mule.	1clean
The hectic screams of the children preceded the company into the village, so that they advanced like a festival, drawing people out of their houses.	1clean
As they approached I saw that my father ’s face was shining with pride, and his bearing had in it a new hauteur, like that of the old island kings.	1clean
The man who rode beside him, looking uncomfortable with his long legs, kept his gaze lowered and fixed between the ears of his plodding mule.	1clean
As he dismounted in front of the house I heard my mother whispering: “Protect us, God with the Black-and-White Tail, from that which is not of this earth.”	1clean
My father dismounted from his mule and strutted toward us, grinning.	1clean
I thought I caught an odor off him, of fish, sea-sickness and sweat.	1clean
We knelt and stared down at the bald ground, murmuring ritual greetings, until he touched the tops of our heads with the palm of his fleshy hand.	1clean
Then we stood, unable to keep from staring at the stranger, who faced us awkwardly, half-smiling, taller than any man there.	1clean
Wikinews interviews meteorological experts on Cyclone Phalin	1clean
Cyclone Phailin has winds that have been measured at 200 km / h, as it surges over land will it begin to lose strength?	1clean
As of the last advisory, T C Phailin has winds of 190 kilometers per hour and has moved inland, headed on a northwest track.	1clean
This occurs for two reasons:	1clean
Cyclones gather their strength through scraping moisture and heat from warm ocean water that it is not the case over land.	1clean
In the mean time, much stronger friction over land quickly reduces their strength.	1clean
All tropical cyclones lose strength once they make landfall.	1clean
A previous cyclone in 1999 in the Bay of Bengal area of India left 10,000 people dead.	1clean
I have not followed that aspect of the societal response for the present storm.	1clean
However, historically, there have been several events that should cause a societal response.	1clean
Hopefully, we all learn from past mistakes.	1clean
I don't have enough information to answer this question, one way or the other.	1clean
From all the press reports that I have read, the Indian government appears to have taken the threat of Cyclone Phailin very seriously indeed.	1clean
The government has been much more pro-active in preparing for this cyclone than in the past.	1clean

My town is losing a car repair shop.

1clean

He had a loyal following; a friend told me he once opened early on a Sunday to fix her tire.

1clean

The garage is n’t closing for lack of customers.

1clean

“There is n’t a car from the ’70s or ’80s that we ca n’t work on,” the owner told our local weekly.

1clean

Independent repair shops are going out of business all over the country.

1clean

In California, more than half the gas stations had repair shops as recently as ten years ago.

1clean

(Have you noticed that prices are rising?)

1clean

It goes to two of the central narratives of our economy — the conventional version at least.

1clean

The word itself has become practically a synonym for “future.”

1clean

“While the Industrial Revolution herded people into gigantic social institutions — big corporations, big unions, big governments,” wrote Newt Gingrich in his book To Renew America, “the Information Revolution is breaking up these giants and leading us back to something that is — strangely enough — much more like de Tocqueville ’s 1830s America.”

1clean

For one thing, there ’s the matter of agency.

1clean

It does not have an inevitable evolutionary path.

1clean

Noble looks in particular at the machine tool industry, and how it evolved to enable top-down management control instead of autonomy on the shop floor.

1clean

Computers have followed a similar pattern.

1clean

But in practice they often do the opposite.

1clean

I do n’t really know, but it does seem reasonable.

1clean

That seems to be what ’s happening.

1clean

Car repair used to be a knowledge commons, shared in driveways, urban curbsides, and voc. ed. classes.

1clean

There was little if any secret and proprietary code.

1clean

I am not suggesting that we all go back to bamboo huts, though a few weeks might not be the worst thing now and then.

1clean

I am just questioning the techno-romantics who think technology by its very nature is enlarging and fulfilling.

1clean

Sometimes it does the opposite, and hollows us out.

1clean

Adam Smith actually had a glimmer of this, regarding the effect of the division of labor upon the workers involved.

1clean

As each task becomes more specialized, Smith noted, it engages less of the person.

1clean

Narrow work leads to human atrophy; it can make people “as stupid and ignorant as it is possible for a human creature to become.”

1clean

(Smith had a brooding cautionary side that is lacking among his acolytes today.)

1clean

It affects people not just as employees but as “consumers” even more (and consumption is the real work of our “economy” to begin with.)

1clean

There ’s a built-in social dimension that engages us at more levels, as producers as well as just consumers.

1clean

Open systems evolve to serve the needs of users rather than of those who seek to use the users for their own ends.

1clean

I was wearing a yellow linen dress which my mother had picked out and which I therefore disliked although I knew it flattered me.

1clean

My father and I were going to mass — my mother did not go; she was Protestant.

1clean

When I was a little girl, he did that often, and called me Muscles.

1clean

He had not called me Muscles or put his hand on my head for a long time.

1clean

I wanted to feel the rough edge of the pocket of his coat against my cheek, but I was too tall.

1clean

I wanted to be seven again, and safe.

1clean

But I still wanted to push against his hand and put my hand in his pocket and steal the leather palmed glove, that secret animal.

1clean

Instead I went into the church, took a Bulletin, dipped my finger in Holy Water and genuflected.

1clean

The inside of the church smelled like damp wood and furniture polish, not alive at all.

1clean

My father took off his coat and draped it over the edge of the pew and when I came back from communion I stole his glove.

1clean

It smelled like March.

1clean

We walked back through the school because it was drizzling, my father tall in his navy suit and my shoes going click on the linoleum.

1clean

There were two classes of each grade, starting at the sixth and going down to the first.

1clean

The hall ended in a T and we went left through the gym, walked underneath the bleachers and stood next to the side door, waiting for the rain to stop.

1clean

He stood rocked back on his heels with his coat thrown over his shoulders and his hands in his pockets.

1clean

I thought of bacon and eggs, toast with peach jam out of the jar.

1clean

There were things in the shadows; a metal pail, a mop, rags.

1clean

There was no holder and the end was jagged.

1clean

The light from the door made the shadows under the bleachers darker, the long space stretched far away.

1clean

I heard the rain and the faint rustle of paper and smelled damp concrete.

1clean

I did not go near my father but kept my hand in my pocket, feeling the soft leather glove.

1clean

There was a rustling on the concrete and the drizzle of soft rain.

1clean

I wondered if anyone ever went back under the bleachers, if there were crickets or mice there.

1clean

I wished the rain would stop.

1clean

I wanted to go home.

1clean

I made noises with my heels but they were too loud so I stopped.

1clean

Something else clicked and I tried to see what it was but could n’t see anything.

1clean

My father cleared his throat, looking out the door.

1clean

I imagined a man down there in the dark, an escaped convict or a madman.

1clean

I heard a noise like paper.

1clean

My father heard it, too, but he pretended not to, at least he did n’t turn his head.

1clean

And there was a heavier sound, a rasp, like a box pulled over concrete.

1clean

I looked at my father but he did n’t turn his head.

1clean

I wished he would turn his head.

1clean

There was a click again and the rustle, and I could not think of what it could be.

1clean

I had no explanation for the particular combination of sounds.

1clean

Once in a fever I heard thousands of birds outside my window and I was terrified that they would fling themselves through the glass and attack me, but it was only the rain on the eaves.

1clean

He dwelt in another world, a world of intrigue, bargains, contracts and clandestine purchases of land all over the island.

1clean

The day began as it usually did when my father was expected home from his travels, the house festooned with flowers and stocked with coconut liquor.

1clean

We stood by the gate, washed and perfumed and arrayed in our brightest clothes, my mother twisting her hands in her skirt, my father ’s wife with red eyes.

1clean

Jom, grown taller and broad in the shoulders, moaned gently to himself, while I stood nervously rubbing the heel of one sandal on the flagstones.

1clean

We scanned the deep blue valley for the first sign of the company, but before we saw them we heard the children shouting: “A yellow man!”

1clean

We glanced at one another in confusion.

1clean

My mother bit her lower lip; Jom gave a groan of alarm.

1clean

At first I thought the children meant my father, whose golden skin, the color of the night-monkey ’s pelt, was a rarity in the islands; but certainly the children of Tyom were familiar with my father, and would never have greeted a council-member with such ill-mannered yells.

1clean

Then I remembered the only “yellow man” I had ever seen, an Olondrian wizard and doctor who had visited Tyom in my childhood, who wore two pieces of glass on his eyes, attached to his ears with wires, and roamed the hills of Tinimavet, cutting bits off the trees.

1clean

I have since learned that that doctor wrote a well-received treatise, On the Medicinal Properties of the Juice of the Young Coconut, and died a respected man in his native city of Deinivel; but at the time I felt certain he had returned with his sack of tree-cuttings.

1clean

“There they are,” said Pavit, the head house-servant, in a strained voice.

1clean

My father ’s plaited umbrella appeared, his still, imposing figure, and beside him another man, tall and lean, astride an island mule.

1clean

The hectic screams of the children preceded the company into the village, so that they advanced like a festival, drawing people out of their houses.

1clean

As they approached I saw that my father ’s face was shining with pride, and his bearing had in it a new hauteur, like that of the old island kings.

1clean

The man who rode beside him, looking uncomfortable with his long legs, kept his gaze lowered and fixed between the ears of his plodding mule.

1clean

As he dismounted in front of the house I heard my mother whispering: “Protect us, God with the Black-and-White Tail, from that which is not of this earth.”

1clean

My father dismounted from his mule and strutted toward us, grinning.

1clean

I thought I caught an odor off him, of fish, sea-sickness and sweat.

1clean

We knelt and stared down at the bald ground, murmuring ritual greetings, until he touched the tops of our heads with the palm of his fleshy hand.

1clean

Then we stood, unable to keep from staring at the stranger, who faced us awkwardly, half-smiling, taller than any man there.

1clean

Wikinews interviews meteorological experts on Cyclone Phalin

1clean

Cyclone Phailin has winds that have been measured at 200 km / h, as it surges over land will it begin to lose strength?

1clean

As of the last advisory, T C Phailin has winds of 190 kilometers per hour and has moved inland, headed on a northwest track.

1clean

This occurs for two reasons:

1clean

Cyclones gather their strength through scraping moisture and heat from warm ocean water that it is not the case over land.

1clean

In the mean time, much stronger friction over land quickly reduces their strength.

1clean

All tropical cyclones lose strength once they make landfall.

1clean

A previous cyclone in 1999 in the Bay of Bengal area of India left 10,000 people dead.

1clean

I have not followed that aspect of the societal response for the present storm.

1clean

However, historically, there have been several events that should cause a societal response.

1clean

Hopefully, we all learn from past mistakes.

1clean

I don't have enough information to answer this question, one way or the other.

1clean

From all the press reports that I have read, the Indian government appears to have taken the threat of Cyclone Phailin very seriously indeed.

1clean

The government has been much more pro-active in preparing for this cyclone than in the past.

1clean