Sugarbush Resort announced that it has acquired the Blue Tooth, a Warren restaurant and bar located on the Sugarbush Access Road.Formerly owned and operated by Hobs Moyer for more than 20 years, the Blue Tooth was built by Tom Storrs in 1963. Once named one of the top ten ski resort nightclubs in the country, the Blue Tooth has a rich history as part of the Mad River Valley apres-ski scene of the 1960’s through 1980’s.According to Sugarbush president and general manager Bob Ackland, the resort plans to add “new life” to the restaurant without making large changes in the immediate future. Sugarbush’s acquisition of the property is intended to provide more diversity for on-mountain entertainment.“We plan to make small but noticeable changes immediately,” said Ackland. “A new menu was created and we will continue with the tradition of casual dining. We’ll also continue with the apres-ski traditions that made the Blue Tooth famous—free popcorn and hot soup as well as live music.”Sugarbush Resort is also pleased to announce that it has added World Cup Freestyle Skier David Babic to its corps of Sugarbush Ambassadors. Babic, a native of Washington, Vermont, is a member of the 2003 U.S. Freestyle Ski Team. He appears in the new Warren Miller film, “Storm.” As a member of the Sugarbush Celebrity Ambassador Team, Babic will make appearances at Sugarbush between competitions in the U.S. and abroad.In his first World Cup competition of the season in Tignes, France, Babic placed sixth overall. He qualified for the event’s finals with a run that included an off-axis 720 on the bottom jump. In the finals, Babic was one of only two skiers to perform a newly allowed off-axis jump in competition. According to Babic, “I stomped the landing and the crowd erupted. This 6th place finish in my first competition of the season was a welcome result after intensive off-season preparation.” Babic now looks forward to competitions in Italy and Finland. “I am proud and thrilled to represent Sugarbush and Vermont as I compete on the World Cup Circuit,” Babic noted.“David Babic will be a wonderful addition to our already spectacular team of Ambassadors,” noted Sugarbush President Bob Ackland. “We look forward to his visits to the resort. David will present clinics which our guests can attend. He’ll also perform some of his stunning big air moves live for our guests. This harks back to Sugarbush’s glory days when Stein Eriksen would perform his trademark aerial somersaults right behind the base lodge.”
Topics : Chinese video sharing platform TikTok, which has gained popularity among young Indonesians, donated Rp 100 billion (US$6.28 million) to medical workers on the frontlines of the country’s battle against COVID-19.”During this difficult time, we are committed to providing support globally […] including by donating Rp 100 million for the government of Indonesia to buy protective equipment for medical staff working on the frontlines in the battle against the coronavirus pandemic,” Donny Eryastha, the head of public policy for TikTok Indonesia, Malaysia and the Philippines, said on Thursday.He symbolically handed over the donation to national COVID-19 rapid response task force head Doni Monardo at the National Disaster Mitigation Agency’s (BNPB) headquarters in Jakarta on Thursday. “Through collaborations like this, we’ll be able to fight this pandemic,” Doni said.Since April 7, the app has also invited its users to show their appreciation for medical professionals by using the hashtag #PahlawanGardaDepan (#FrontlineHeros) on every uploaded post. “Together with the government, businesses, NGOs and Indonesian citizens, we commit to doing the best we can. We will survive and eventually rise as a united community,” Donny said.Originally called Douyin in China, TikTok was launched in 2016 by Zhang Yimin, who is also the founder of Beijing news and information platform Toutiao. TikTok was brought to Indonesia in September 2017 by tech company ByteDance. The app allows its users to create short music videos.
The West Java administration has asked the central government for polymerase chain reaction (PCR) tests to increase the province’s COVID-19 testing capacity.Governor Ridwan Kamil said the administration sought to increase West Java’s testing ratio to a minimum of 1 percent – 500,000 tests out of the province’s 50 million people – in accordance with World Health Organization recommendations.”We’ve managed to test 50,000 samples per week, but we’re supposed to double that number. Therefore, we’ve asked for help from the central government,” Ridwan said on Thursday.The West Java COVID-19 task force, he said, had been urging the central government to help the province increase its testing capacity since August.Read also: Indonesia’s COVID-19 testing positivity remains far above WHO standard for ‘new normal’The task force requested 250,000 PCR test kits from the National Disaster Mitigation Agency (BNPB) in early September and asked for permission to allow private laboratories to run the tests.Ridwan said West Java had the second-highest PCR testing rate in the country, after Jakarta.However, the province’s testing rate has been fluctuating.According to Health Ministry data, as of Sept. 7, West Java had only tested 301 people per 1 million, far below other provinces such as Jakarta (3,048 tests per million people), East Kalimantan (2,517 tests per million), Yogyakarta (1,198 tests per million) and South Kalimantan (1,128 tests per million).According to the administration’s Information and Coordination Center (Pikobar), West Java managed to test 50,000 samples in the week of Sept. 1 to Sept. 7.In the second week of September, only 25,686 samples were tested. (nal)Topics :
It has since been in effect after Congress voted to approve its extension thrice – from July 1 to Dec. 31, 2017; from Jan. 1 to Dec. 31, 2018; and from Jan. 1 to Dec. 31, 2019. “Kungmakikita po ng ating mga kalaban na tayo ay ika nga magiging relaxed na in terms of security, baka makasingit na naman po sila,” hesaid in an interview with DZMM. The martial law in Mindanao has been in effect for two years and seven months or 953 days. “The suspension of the writ of habeas corpus cannot be observed anymore. The perception on Mindanao… There has really been a sacrifice and it had an impact on the economy of the region,” Adiong said. Curfews and checkpoints, however, may still be implemented in Mindanao even with expiration of martial law, Bangsamoro Transition Authority member Zia Alonto Adiong said. President Duterte declared martial law in Mindanao on May 23, 2017 following attacks launched by the Islamic State-linked Maute Group in Marawi City, Lanao del Sur. Under the state of emergency mandated byPresident Rodrigo Duterte’s proclamation 55, security procedures would be ineffect to counter “terrorist violence” in Mindanao even as checkpoints andpatrols are reduced, said military spokesperson Brig. Gen. EdgardArevalo. “The security sector believes that the objective of the martial law has been achieved. The rebellion in Marawi, Lanao del Sur and other areas in Mindanao have been effectively stopped,” he added. Adiong, however, said that the lifting of martial law in Mindanao was significant since it meant that the suspension of the writ of habeas corpus or warrantless arrests of suspected rebels and terrorists would no longer be allowed. Lorenzana sees no need to extend the martial rule, which expired on Dec. 31, 2019, but soldiers will remain in the region “to sustain peace and stability.” The entire southern Philippines remainsunder a “state of emergency on account of lawless violence” followingthe lifting of a 957-day martial law in the area, the military saidThursday. “Upon the recommendation of the security sector, the President has decided to allow martial law to lapse and not ask for another extension anymore,” Lorenzana said in a statement. “But Proclamation 55, issued after the September 2016 due to a bombing incident in Davao City, is still in effect,” he added, pertaining to Duterte’s declaration of a state of national emergency on account of lawless violence in Mindanao before. “They are confident that they can maintain the current peace and order in Mindanao and that an attack similar in scale to Marawi cannot be waged by the remnants of the Mautes or by any other terrorist groups in the future,” he said. Defense Secretary Delfin Lorenzana welcomed this development, saying the objectives of the martial law declaration in the entire island of Mindanao have been achieved. “The Palace and the security forces, the DILG, police and the military did not ask for an extension of martial law before Congress, and the implication of that is by law, martial law [in Mindanao] will expire by midnight today,” Adiong said. “Of course, if you have a business, you would not invest in an area without a stable peace and order situation,” he added. “They cannot simply put money in an area where there will be a change of rules in the middle of the ballgame.”(With ABS-CBN News/PN)
The alarming rapidity of my heartbeat filled me with uneasiness. I wanted to vomit. My right eyelid shook incessantly. It was apparent that something was happening to me. I am from a family that prided itself with being connected to well-educated men and women. Following that tradition my father put a lot of time and money into my education.In my high school days, I was always top of my class. But what had caused my present confusion were the recent university entrance results. The results told the world my high school achievements were questionable. Like my classmate, Jason, we never expected the poor results, after the university entrance examinations.But whether we like it or not, the results claimed that I and Jason as well as many others could not pass. The authorities made things worse telling the world that all of us, more than 10,000, failed the exams. My father, a strong disciplinarian, would demand to know why I failed. I would have the most difficult job convincing him that someone might have marked the papers, in the night.That evening, I did not know what to do. My father would be home in about two hours. Getting ready to meet him, I contacted my friend Jason and we took refuge at the Intellectual Center on Benson Street, where issues were discussed. ‘Hataye’ centers had sprung up in the city. Young men congregate to discuss national events, and pour out their frustrations.“I can’t believe the mass failure,” I said, sipping a glass of hataye. “It would seem we were just having fun and not really doing what we went there to do.”Jason, at twenty four years old, was a man of steel. He did not reside under any parental control and I could not tell if that was the reason he was so calm. His situation was very much difficult than me. In spite of what had happened I could still convince my father to continue to support my education. Jason had no one, as far as I had known him in the last three years. Surprisingly, he was not too much bothered about it. He often said that things would work out themselves. It did not mean that he did not care about his future, though I had found some of his ideas very strange. In truth, Jason enjoyed life, and very often he had encouraged me to take some time from my studies and laugh at the follies of the world. He was an interesting guy and that was one of the reasons we had bonded.And my father liked him, too. Another remarkable thing about this was that Jason had sponsored himself throughout high school and was looking up for success. So when I posed the question that the mass failure could not be possible, he stared at me, and sipped his hataye, shaking his legs to a tune that was playing in his head. Jason had a way of dramatizing events to let them lose their sadness.“I know what you are thinking about,” he said, “you are a good student. You are studious and there is no way that someone could say you failed a test of that nature.” I smiled over such a positive opinion about me, and coming from a friend that I had always encouraged to spend some time on his books, it lifted my spirit.“You flatter me,” I told Jason, smiling, “in the end we are all in the same boat. I’m not saying we should resort to self-pity, like others. We did our best, but the results said otherwise.“It is either something is wrong with the system or something else happened.” I rolled my eyes, indicating several students who sat gloomily and defeated.Jason nodded with a smile, but I sensed a trace of bitterness. He was examining the issue in his mind. After some silence, he turned to me and I saw his eyes brightened.“I believe what the authorities said,” he said nonchalantly. I had known him not to be too serious on certain issues, but I knew that this one was different.“What do you mean?”“It means we have a rotten educational system.”“But that is no news.”“I know what it is, Anthony,” Jason said, “it is true the school system is in a mess.”I gave that some thought and realized that I had neglected my glass of hataye, so I made a slow motion and picked the glass, sipped from it, made a face and slowly placed it back on the table. The hataye had turned cold. I liked it with a little sugar and some peanuts. It was better to drink it warm.“I think that admission,” I said, “is clear that the fault is not totally ours as students, except there are ways to know the cause.”Jason said, “Everyone knows the system needs to be fixed and your father should know this.”“Yes,” I said with interest, “but fixing it will not mean it can be done in a rush.”Jason placed his glass on the table and said, “What bothers me now is how in the world the university could not contact the Ministry of Education to find a way out rather than telling the whole world about such a major mess.” I was not surprised to hear my friend make such a comment. He appeared more mature at that instant. It made a lot of sense to handle such a situation of national magnitude in silence than rushing to announce the national disgrace to the world.Realizing the importance of Jason’s comment, I said, “What the mass failures report to the world is that anyone outside Liberia would not believe that Liberian graduates can be trusted to handle some important jobs.”“I thought about that, too,” Jason said with a grin.“It simply places a heavy burden on Liberians whenever we face our counterparts abroad to prove our mettle,” I told Jason, who smiled and nodded. He was getting the picture clear now. With the whole world aware of the kind of rotten education system we had been laboring under, Liberians and anyone educated through the Liberian school system would have to work harder to get a job abroad. The thought was not encouraging but since we could not dwell on the issue in tears, considering the way out was the best option.It was then that Jason interrupted my thought, saying, “You’ve got a job to explain to your father about what happened.”“He is aware of the fact that lack of quality teachers, along with instructional materials…I could go on, so while I would attempt to convince him, he may likely pretend that all is well,” I said, excited about my ability to make those points clear. I was also surprised of my own confidence but knowing my father’s insistence on specifics, which sometimes humbled me in any of our past engagements, I knew my meeting with him would not really be fun.“I don’t envy your position,” Jason said to encourage me, and then picking up his glass and draining the contents, made a face. “He will screw you up if you don’t make a good presentation.”I smiled.“I will try,” I told Jason. The evening echoes began as the August rain threatened the night. It was not surprising because it was its season. I remembered then the biblical declaration that there was a time for everything. It encouraged me because when I faced my father to explain what was responsible and why I could not pass, it would also be its time. But the word failure stabbed me, and sent my conscience racing downhill. I had always prided myself on doing my best in any circumstance but that I had failed the university entrance was too much for me. My father would insist on the reason I could not pass the entrance. Perhaps fixing the educational system could be the reason my father would demand me to explain. But he would nonetheless inform me about his days and the method he employed or that his father made him to use to better himself. I would admire him, and reason with him, for his days were the good old days.Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)