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Tradewinds July 2014 Web Final

July 2014

Dawn of the Planet of

Dawn of the Planet of the Apes: Movie Review By: Cole Vick I’m twenty years-old and I’m in love with film.I always try to find a way to head to the cinemas for a two hour getaway where I can watch the screen In wonderment, which is why this film means so much to me. As much as I loved Rise, there’s no way I had a clue to the possibility of its sequel being this good. The silent moments in the film allow us to look at the details assigned to each ape on screen. The emotion in thefilm is crazy, and when you stop to think that these are animals, not humans, that you’re feeling empathy for, it makes it all the more flabbergasting. Caesar, once again played by Andy Serkis, is the shining star of the film and an immensely likable character. He’s not just simply playing an ape, but an intelligent one with an incredible amount of human emotion. It’s electrifying, and by his performance alone this movie is a winner. Dawn interweaves social and political commentary in a way that has become a staple of the Apes franchise. This time around the focus is on gun control and violence. And when both parties realize that they are more alike than not, the social commentary kicks up a notch. Men are naturally violent beast who think all other species are below them,but what the apes teach us is that weaponry will be our downfall. When guns are introduced into the apes colony, they became a metaphor for the serpent of Eden; an item that eventually causes the downfall of men and eventually the apes. With the weapons now in their hands, they are no better than the humans and there’s no going back to a simpler time without them, but only hopes that they never existed. Going into the film I thought I had a set idea of who the villain would be,but every character’s actions make sense and they all believe they are doing the right thing. Dawn informs you that in war there is no good or bad side: only people who are doing what they think is right for the people they care about. This is no longer a human world: it belongs to the apes and there simply is no going back to watching an all out human flick without comparing them to this CGI spectacle. The film is a cinematic masterpiece that sets the bar for what summer blockbusters should aim to achieve and is the best movie I’ve seen in a long time. Final score: 10 out of 10 War is a racket by retired United States Marine Corps Major General and two time Medal of Honor recipient Smedley D. Butler bills racket warfare business Marine booklet officer fortunes conscript industrialists subsidised funding profits referendum speculators executives munitions War Is a Racket is the title of two works, a speech and a booklet, by Smedley D. Butler. In them, Butler frankly discusses from his experience as a career military officer how business interests commercially benefit (including war profiteering) from warfare.

Members of Eureka Lodge No. 317 recently gathered at the Museum of the Albemarle to view the circa 1872 Masonic apron worn by William Crawford Dawson. Bro Dawson was a member of Pasquotank Lodge No. 103 A. F. & A. M. Eureka Lodge No. 317 A. F. & A. M. was charted by the Grand Lodge of North Carolina in 1872 of which Bro Dawson became a charter member. Eureka Lodge No. 317 donated the funds to conserve the apron. After conservation, the apron will be displayed in the Museum’s main gallery Our Story. Dawson, born in Elizabeth City in 1831, attended local schools and became the city’s first photographer. During the Civil War, Dawson served with the “State Guards,” later called Company L, 17th North Carolina Regiment. The regiment fought during the Battle of Roanoke Island in February 1862. When the flag bearer was killed, Dawson seized the colors and was later cited for his gallantry. The canton of this flag is currently on display at the Museum of the Albemarle. Nancy Lamb - Your Local DA Office Criminals are often not the brightest individuals, as evidenced by the many ways in which they seem to get caught. In the thirty years that I was a career prosecutor, there were many stories of crimes gone badly. In a job where there are so many crimes that rock you to the core, it’s self-preservation to find humor in the blunders made by our local criminals. Here are just a few of my favorite stories that happened right here in our district. There was one young fellow, who had chosen burglary for a career. Had he been an average looking fellow, he may have been able to perform his job with some anonymity, and escape the long arm of the law. Unfortunately for his career choice, this particular gent was 6’4”. Not an easy person to confuse for identification purposes. When this gent decided to rob several houses throughout the neighborhood, the witnesses were all unanimous in one identifying feature: his height. When the guilty verdict was returned, it was suggested to him by the judge who sentenced him to prison that he may want to pick another career, such as basketball. Yet another young man, who had likewise chosen thievery as his vocation, was fond of a straw hat that he wore every day. In the commission of his final heist, he accidentally left his hat behind at the crime scene, where it was produced by the State as evidence during his trial. Imagine the prosecutor’s glee during the trial, when the defense attorney, hoping to represent his client as an innocent victim of misidentification, presented pictures of his client wearing, as it turned out, the same hat. In a variation on the same theme, I was trying a case where a witness on the stand described the defendant as wearing a very noticeable bright yellow shirt on the night of his criminal escapades. The defendant must have had a particular fondness for that shirt because he wore it to court on the day the witness was testifying. When I turned my head to look over at the defendant as the witness was describing the shirt and identifying it as the one worn on the night of the crime, the eyes of 12 jurors followed. As did their verdict of guilty. In a twist on the dumb criminal stories, here’s an entertaining lawyer story. I was selecting a jury years ago in Perquimans County. I was thrilled to have Jim “Catfish” Hunter in the box as a potential juror. A typical part of questioning potential jurors involves asking what they do for a living. When I got to Catfish, I jokingly told him there was no need to go over that with him since everyone was very well familiar with what he did for a living. Except, it turned out, for the lawyer representing the defendant, who was apparently not a baseball fan. When it was his turn to question jurors, and he came around to Catfish, he said rather gruffly, as was his nature, “well, the prosecutor might know what you do for a living but I don’t, so please enlighten me.” The laughter was so loud that I’m not sure the attorney even heard the answer. Verdict: guilty as charged. One of my all-time favorites happened years ago, before my time. The story was told many times by our own raconteur Frank Parrish, who was a wealth of stories and tales of “the dark side.” A young man decided to rob a convenience store. He dons the customary stocking over his head, wields a fake gun and proceeds to the counter. The clerk behind the counter looks at him and says, “Is that you Purvis?” to wit, this intelligent and soon to be incarcerated criminal mind says, “No, it ain’t me Auntie.” It seems that young Purvis had chosen to rob the convenience store where his aunt was employed. Mr. Parrish never told us what happened to Purvis, nor did anyone ask. I can only hope that this young man opted for another vocation. On a day to day basis, prosecutors must deal with the worst of crimes and the ugliest side of humanity. Our days are filled with criminals from the most petty to the most serious, many repeat offenders, many brand new to the system, and many multi-generational. We deal with the heartbreak of victims who have lost a loved one, and the anger of those who have been violated both physically and emotionally. In a job where the stakes are so high, we have to find humor where we can. It isn’t often that we can share a laugh over the antics of the criminally challenged, but when we find that story, we enjoy the laugh for a brief moment, then get back to the business of the day: putting the bad guys away.