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I asked my A.I. chat box for a little help. I got this. Wow.
"Write a speech in the style of Vladimir Putin announcing an end to the Ukraine war."
Ladies and gentlemen,
Today, I stand before you to deliver news that will undoubtedly shape the course of history. For far too long, the Ukrainian conflict has plagued our region, causing untold suffering and bitterness. But today, I am proud to announce that the war in Ukraine has reached its conclusion.
This momentous achievement is the result of tireless efforts, diplomatic negotiations, and a sincere commitment to peace. It is a testament to the strength and resilience of both the Russian and Ukrainian people, who have endured immense hardship throughout this ordeal. I extend my deepest gratitude to all those who have contributed to this milestone, whether it be the brave soldiers who fought valiantly or the diplomats who worked tirelessly behind closed doors.
Let it be known that our intentions were never to subjugate or oppress the people of Ukraine. We, as a nation, have always sought peaceful coexistence, mutual respect, and cooperation with our neighbors. As we bring this war to an end, we reaffirm our commitment to these values and our dedication to fostering stability in the region.
Today, we extend our hand in friendship to the Ukrainian people. We understand the pain and devastation that war brings, and we are determined to help rebuild what has been lost. We pledge our support in reconstructing damaged infrastructure, revitalizing the economy, and providing humanitarian assistance to those in need. It is time to put aside our differences and work together for a prosperous future.
Let this moment mark a new chapter in our relationship with Ukraine. Together, we can forge a path of reconciliation, understanding, and cooperation. We must learn from the mistakes of the past and build a future that is based on trust, shared interests, and respect for each other's sovereignty.
To the international community, I call upon you to support this new beginning. Let us come together to ensure a stable and prosperous future for the people of Ukraine. It is in our collective interest to foster an environment where peace can flourish, and regional tensions can be diffused. We must not allow the wounds of the past to fester but instead work towards healing and unity.
I want to reassure all those who may have concerns about our intentions moving forward. Russia has no desire for further conflict or territorial expansion. We seek to build bridges, not walls. We believe in a world where nations can coexist peacefully, respecting each other's sovereignty and pursuing mutual prosperity.
In closing, let us embrace this moment as a turning point in history. The war in Ukraine has come to an end, and a new era of peace and cooperation is within our grasp. Today, we lay the foundation for a brighter future, not only for Ukraine but for the entire region.
Thank you, and may peace prevail.
"Write a speech in the style of Vladimir Putin announcing an end to the Ukraine war."
Ladies and gentlemen,
Today, I stand before you to deliver news that will undoubtedly shape the course of history. For far too long, the Ukrainian conflict has plagued our region, causing untold suffering and bitterness. But today, I am proud to announce that the war in Ukraine has reached its conclusion.
This momentous achievement is the result of tireless efforts, diplomatic negotiations, and a sincere commitment to peace. It is a testament to the strength and resilience of both the Russian and Ukrainian people, who have endured immense hardship throughout this ordeal. I extend my deepest gratitude to all those who have contributed to this milestone, whether it be the brave soldiers who fought valiantly or the diplomats who worked tirelessly behind closed doors.
Let it be known that our intentions were never to subjugate or oppress the people of Ukraine. We, as a nation, have always sought peaceful coexistence, mutual respect, and cooperation with our neighbors. As we bring this war to an end, we reaffirm our commitment to these values and our dedication to fostering stability in the region.
Today, we extend our hand in friendship to the Ukrainian people. We understand the pain and devastation that war brings, and we are determined to help rebuild what has been lost. We pledge our support in reconstructing damaged infrastructure, revitalizing the economy, and providing humanitarian assistance to those in need. It is time to put aside our differences and work together for a prosperous future.
Let this moment mark a new chapter in our relationship with Ukraine. Together, we can forge a path of reconciliation, understanding, and cooperation. We must learn from the mistakes of the past and build a future that is based on trust, shared interests, and respect for each other's sovereignty.
To the international community, I call upon you to support this new beginning. Let us come together to ensure a stable and prosperous future for the people of Ukraine. It is in our collective interest to foster an environment where peace can flourish, and regional tensions can be diffused. We must not allow the wounds of the past to fester but instead work towards healing and unity.
I want to reassure all those who may have concerns about our intentions moving forward. Russia has no desire for further conflict or territorial expansion. We seek to build bridges, not walls. We believe in a world where nations can coexist peacefully, respecting each other's sovereignty and pursuing mutual prosperity.
In closing, let us embrace this moment as a turning point in history. The war in Ukraine has come to an end, and a new era of peace and cooperation is within our grasp. Today, we lay the foundation for a brighter future, not only for Ukraine but for the entire region.
Thank you, and may peace prevail.
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Maybe we’ve been wrong with the assumption that nothing can travel faster than the speed of light. Physicists have measured the speed of light and found it to be precisely 600,000,000.702 miles/hr. ...
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Back during the beginning days of the PANDEMIC, before there was a vaccine, everything was getting cancelled, restaurants closing, no music venues open, and we all thought we were gonna die. . . . we were all freaking out. It was during this that Johnny Goudie invited me on his show for an interview, mostly about my book "The ReWrite," but wide ranging and lots of fun. He's a great interviewer, so check it out. And be sure to browse his podcast site and listen to some other episodes. There are LOTS of episodes to choose from! If you know me, or if you'd like to take a waltz through the crazy days of the Viet Nam war era, you'll like this interview.
Back during the beginning days of the PANDEMIC, before there was a vaccine, everything was getting cancelled, restaurants closing, no music venues open, and we all thought we were gonna die. . . . we were all freaking out. It was during this that Johnny Goudie invited me on his show for an interview, mostly about my book "The ReWrite," but wide ranging and lots of fun. He's a great interviewer, so check it out. And be sure to browse his podcast site and listen to some other episodes. There are LOTS of episodes to choose from! If you know me, or if you'd like to take a waltz through the crazy days of the Viet Nam war era, you'll like this interview.
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Hello friends! I hope you're all healthy and sane. Author, Greg McGee is my guest for episode 951! His novel, "The Rewrite" is about changing one decision he made at a pivotal point in his life that c...
The night before Cyrille’s Friday night performance, I had the luck of getting the Uber call to pick up Cyrille and her piano player Sadamu Hirsh, for a ride to a basement jam somewhere off of 6th street. Secret concert. We got to talking, and in the 15-minute ride, we became friends, at least, as much friendship as can happen in 15 min. She offered to put me on the list so I could come to see the show, and I gave her the download link to my latest novel, “The ReWrite.”
Now, I’m not a jazz aficionado, but love good music of both kinds, you know, country AND western. I figured there may be a third kind, after all “Close Encounters of the Third Kind” is a thing.
So, I went.
These 3 guys come out on stage first, the piano player, Sadamu, the bass player, Max Gerl with a stand-up bass AND a 6-string electric bass. (I didn’t know such things existed!) Oh, and Pedro Segundo, the 4 handed drummer/percussionist.
Then Cyrille came out and started singing this soft, exotic, ethereal number, with instrumentation so subtle and meter so perfectly matched to her waif-ish voice, one would swear that these people played together every day of their lives and had somehow perfected some sort of mind meld which enabled them to foresee exactly what the other person was going to do. But, they don’t. Pedro just flew in from the East coast and barely made it in time for the concert. And Max, well they picked him up along the way. Crazy.
This is, apparently, what jazz is all about. And now I’m a fan. It’s probably a good thing I got to see it live done by a group at the top of their game.
Cyrille is an artist who is not afraid to take chances with her voice. To stretch it out way past where it’s comfortable, and to scat these intricate scales with the precision of a woodwind. Her range goes way up there where the air is thin, all the way down to the alto range. It’s like butter would sound if it could sing. Sometimes it’s spread on toast all nice and smooth, and sometimes it's mixed with sugar and cinnamon and comes out spicy and crunchy. Nice. I didn’t hear a sour note during the entire 90 min. set. I was completely entranced.
The concert wasn’t limited to quiet wispy songs, either. Cyrille’s easy banter, with the audience, spiced with wry humor and honesty, made me feel like I was part of the family. She described the meaning of the songs in other languages such as French and Spanish, (for us language-challenged provincials,) and shared anecdotes about her life and why she does what she does.
But most important, everybody got plenty of chances to just pound it out on the keys, the strings, the skins and the vocal chords.
It was a complete joy to watch these musicians kick it! The ensemble was so fine, so full of love and lightness that I must admit it brought me to tears (of joy) more than once.
That is the power of mq
This concert could easily be pressed right onto vinyl and released as a live album. It was THAT good.
Sadamu was perfection on the keys , and Max's fingers could no doubt have handled a 7th string on the bass, if that ever gets invented.
You probably think I’m lying about the 4-handed-drummer, Pedro. OK, that’s what’s called poetic license. Of course, he had only 2 (or 3 hands at the most.) But he was doing the work of 3 people – a trap set, a percussionist, and a synth player. I told him, after the concert that, if this band was a shrimp boat, he should get 3 shares. I’m not sure he got the reference, but, well you could watch “Forrest Gump” later and it’s all explained there.
Then, Cyrille tells the guys to go take a break, because, you know how guys just don’t have the bladder size women do these days. So, she goes over to this crazy little box named Rupert the Looper. Then she makes up this song by layering her voice over and over until it begins to sound like there are a hundred people singing at the same time, with percussion that she makes with mouth sounds and clicks and, well I have no idea what! It kept getting more and more complex, and almost falling apart and then assembling itself back together, kind of like Will Robinson’s robot on “Lost in Space,” till it comes out the other end like the last chord of “A Day In The Life,” (Sgt. Peppers LHCB, The Beatles) to utter silence. Until the applause, of course. She just made this up right on the spot!
Awesome.
Support the arts. Go out and see somebody make music for real. They may not be as good as these guys, but it will still be amazing to see and hear.
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Now, I’m not a jazz aficionado, but love good music of both kinds, you know, country AND western. I figured there may be a third kind, after all “Close Encounters of the Third Kind” is a thing.
So, I went.
These 3 guys come out on stage first, the piano player, Sadamu, the bass player, Max Gerl with a stand-up bass AND a 6-string electric bass. (I didn’t know such things existed!) Oh, and Pedro Segundo, the 4 handed drummer/percussionist.
Then Cyrille came out and started singing this soft, exotic, ethereal number, with instrumentation so subtle and meter so perfectly matched to her waif-ish voice, one would swear that these people played together every day of their lives and had somehow perfected some sort of mind meld which enabled them to foresee exactly what the other person was going to do. But, they don’t. Pedro just flew in from the East coast and barely made it in time for the concert. And Max, well they picked him up along the way. Crazy.
This is, apparently, what jazz is all about. And now I’m a fan. It’s probably a good thing I got to see it live done by a group at the top of their game.
Cyrille is an artist who is not afraid to take chances with her voice. To stretch it out way past where it’s comfortable, and to scat these intricate scales with the precision of a woodwind. Her range goes way up there where the air is thin, all the way down to the alto range. It’s like butter would sound if it could sing. Sometimes it’s spread on toast all nice and smooth, and sometimes it's mixed with sugar and cinnamon and comes out spicy and crunchy. Nice. I didn’t hear a sour note during the entire 90 min. set. I was completely entranced.
The concert wasn’t limited to quiet wispy songs, either. Cyrille’s easy banter, with the audience, spiced with wry humor and honesty, made me feel like I was part of the family. She described the meaning of the songs in other languages such as French and Spanish, (for us language-challenged provincials,) and shared anecdotes about her life and why she does what she does.
But most important, everybody got plenty of chances to just pound it out on the keys, the strings, the skins and the vocal chords.
It was a complete joy to watch these musicians kick it! The ensemble was so fine, so full of love and lightness that I must admit it brought me to tears (of joy) more than once.
That is the power of mq
This concert could easily be pressed right onto vinyl and released as a live album. It was THAT good.
Sadamu was perfection on the keys , and Max's fingers could no doubt have handled a 7th string on the bass, if that ever gets invented.
You probably think I’m lying about the 4-handed-drummer, Pedro. OK, that’s what’s called poetic license. Of course, he had only 2 (or 3 hands at the most.) But he was doing the work of 3 people – a trap set, a percussionist, and a synth player. I told him, after the concert that, if this band was a shrimp boat, he should get 3 shares. I’m not sure he got the reference, but, well you could watch “Forrest Gump” later and it’s all explained there.
Then, Cyrille tells the guys to go take a break, because, you know how guys just don’t have the bladder size women do these days. So, she goes over to this crazy little box named Rupert the Looper. Then she makes up this song by layering her voice over and over until it begins to sound like there are a hundred people singing at the same time, with percussion that she makes with mouth sounds and clicks and, well I have no idea what! It kept getting more and more complex, and almost falling apart and then assembling itself back together, kind of like Will Robinson’s robot on “Lost in Space,” till it comes out the other end like the last chord of “A Day In The Life,” (Sgt. Peppers LHCB, The Beatles) to utter silence. Until the applause, of course. She just made this up right on the spot!
Awesome.
Support the arts. Go out and see somebody make music for real. They may not be as good as these guys, but it will still be amazing to see and hear.
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On Feb. 6, 2923, at around 7pm Pacific time, Jussta left this Earthly realm for parts unknown.
To us, anyway. She left quietly, in sleep, after too long and painful of a bout with cancers. After dying two or three times during her long , strange trip, She's got a pretty good idea where she's headed. To me, she could only describe it as the purest most comforting pure light, beyond imagination.
Jussta's life on Earth, to, is beyond description. She wrote 5 books in the attempt. But it's more than what can be written. She was always the smartest person in the room, with a photographic memory to back her up. She is a writer, producer, seer, seeker, mystic, fortune teller, fire walker, inventor, designer, business builder, counselor, world traveler, lecturer, once a millionaire, then a pauper but forever rich with creativity and love. She was the best friend I could ever hope for. I will miss her profoundly, and will be forever grateful for the times I spent with her.
Just as a big old full moon was popping up over the horizon, Jussta was flying through the Universe. Knowing her, she probably planned it that way.
On Feb. 6, 2923, at around 7pm Pacific time, Jussta left this Earthly realm for parts unknown.
To us, anyway. She left quietly, in sleep, after too long and painful of a bout with cancers. After dying two or three times during her long , strange trip, She's got a pretty good idea where she's headed. To me, she could only describe it as the purest most comforting pure light, beyond imagination.
Jussta's life on Earth, to, is beyond description. She wrote 5 books in the attempt. But it's more than what can be written. She was always the smartest person in the room, with a photographic memory to back her up. She is a writer, producer, seer, seeker, mystic, fortune teller, fire walker, inventor, designer, business builder, counselor, world traveler, lecturer, once a millionaire, then a pauper but forever rich with creativity and love. She was the best friend I could ever hope for. I will miss her profoundly, and will be forever grateful for the times I spent with her.
Just as a big old full moon was popping up over the horizon, Jussta was flying through the Universe. Knowing her, she probably planned it that way.
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