In the fourth reading of Missoula, the focus shifts directly to the case of Jordan Johnson. I was thoroughly engaged in this trial due to an interesting plot twist. Kirsten Pabst, former Missoula County prosecutor, resigned from her post to start her own law firm and represent Johnson. When I read this, I really felt that Pabst had an agenda against rape victims. She is the same prosecutor that would not prosecute the case of Calvin Smith. Earlier in the book, when Calvin was the main focus, I felt that Kirsten Pabst did a disservice by not following up on this case more. I also did not like how understanding and compassionate she was while interviewing Calvin.…
scenery is unique and brings me peace. It unifies me with who I am and who I will become. I feel the…
The St. Louis was a German transatlantic liner. On May 13, 1939 the St. Louis and it’s captain, Gustav Schröder, departed Hamburg, Germany with 937 passengers that were all searching for a better life in North America. After being turned away by the government of Cuba the refugees hoped to be accepted by the United States, however, president Franklin D. Roosevelt also turned them away. So now the question is, was FDR responsible for the fate of the St. Louis, and how did his reaction reflect on America’s response to the Holocaust as a whole?…
During the time period of 1820 to 1854, major arguments and political actions maintained continuity by maintaining a political strategy of compromise in order to preserve peace and the union as seen in the Kansas Nebraska Act and the Missouri Compromise. But the political actions taken in these two compromises fostered a significant amount of change rather than continuity. Although the Missouri Compromise seemed to settle the big issue by the time of the Kansas Nebraska Act came along the conflict had escalated beyond what Missouri could handle. These arguments and actions eventually resulted in war where the problem of slavery was finally resolved.…
It also exemplifies the dilemmas associated to the intergovernmental relations as a result of limitations due to barriers illustrated in the case study.…
All of the states in the U.S. have subdivisions of counties, or county equivalents in the case of Alaska and Louisiana. The amount of counties in a state depends on how much land there is in the state. Some have well over 200, like Texa, and some have five or less like Delaware. California, which only had 27 counties when it was first gaining statehood, now has a total of 58. One of the 58 counties is named Shasta, a medium sized county in the northern California area at the top of the Sacramento Valley.…
The city of Memphis is located in the western corner of the state of Tennessee, and the county seat of Shelby County. Memphis is the biggest city in Tennessee, and the third largest in the United States. The residents of Memphis are referred to as “Memphians”, and the Memphis region is known as the “Mid-South”.…
Bleeding Kansas is also described as a period of violence during the settling of the Kansas territory. In 1854 the Kansas-Nebraska Act reversed the Missouri Compromise’s use of latitude as the line between slave and free territory and instead, using the principle of popular sovereignty, announced that the residents would determine whether the area became a free state or slave state.…
At times when I grow bored about living in Louisiana, the state’s remarkable culture, food, and geography soothes my adventurous desires to relocate. While a lack of activities to engage in is frequent when living in “the bowl,” going on a boat ride on a beautiful day eliminates my state of idleness. One might infer that water is just water if he sees it all the time because it is always there. When I visualize water, I think of my late grandmother who loved Louisiana’s bodies of water.…
I celebrate with others who love wilderness the beauty and power of the things it contains. Each of us who has spent time there can conjure images and sensations that seem all the more hauntingly real for having engraved themselves so indelibly on our memories. Such memories may be uniquely our own, but they are also familiar enough be to be instantly recognizable to others. Remember this? The torrents of mist shoot out from the base of a great waterfall in the depths of a Sierra canyon, the tiny droplets cooling your face as you listen to the roar of the water and gaze up toward the sky through a rainbow that hovers just out of reach. Remember this too: looking out across a desert canyon in the evening air, the only sound a lone raven calling in the distance, the rock walls dropping away into a chasm so deep that its bottom all but vanishes as you squint into the amber light of the setting sun. And this: the moment beside the trail as you sit on a sandstone ledge, your boots damp with the morning dew while you take in the rich smell of the pines, and the small red fox—or maybe for you it was a raccoon or a coyote or a deer—that suddenly ambles across your path, stopping for a long moment to gaze in your direction with cautious indifference before…
The sun shone vibrantly through the trees and I loved the way it complemented the gold leaves. I started to notice the incline to the top of the hill, it was steady unlike the Adirondacks where you go up and down. When I got to the top I saw a spectacular view of the surrounding neighborhoods and way in the distance I saw the buildings of Rochester. As I stood there I admired the pure beauty that lies so close to home. It is hard to believe that a wilderness like this one could be surrounded by suburban neighborhoods. Being higher up and in an open space I could really appreciate the mixture of golds, oranges and yellows it was different than being on regular ground level. I thought to myself ‘’I should do this more often, it’s peaceful and healthy.’’ I felt a certain peace with in me while I’m in the woods, suddenly my phone vibration broke my train of thought. It was my stepmom texting me to see if everything was okay, I replied yes and I’d be back at the trailhead in a short time. The leaves snapped and cracked under my feet on the way back and the crisp fall air made the not yet fallen leaves dance in the trees, it was getting later in the day. I was three quarters through the loop so I was still fine,I wasn’t…
Marble Falls in Texas as the name suggests, rests on the banks of Lake Marble Falls. Lake Marble falls is one of the lakes that fall into the category of highland lakes.There are many activities to indulge in around the highland lakes area like fishing, observing wildlife and boating. It prides itself in the beautiful scenery it has to offer. It is an amazing town known for its infinite opportunities and remarkable growth. Famous for providing a serene environment, it is a pleasant and peaceful place to live or even invest in. Marble falls has all the amenities necessary for a smooth transition while at the same time filled with endless possibilities. To make it even more interesting,there are various captivating places to go namely, museums, golf courses and even wineries.…
With the life I’ve lived, it’s quite difficult to choose a singular primal landscape. I’ve lived on the white sand beaches of the former Gold Coast; in the hospitable heart of the Lone Star State; in the open minded Golden State; and currently, in Alberta. All of these places have given me a place to call home but in particular, I would say that I am most connected with San Leandro, California.…
I've been fortunate to have traveled all over the world, but for the past several years I keep finding new places right here in the Blue Ridge Mountains. Two of my favorite mountain towns are McCaysville and Blue Ridge. Both are old as the hills and have quaint, but big personalities. I can kick back and relax or I can get on the river and fish or boat or just rubberneck. The hills are filled with lush hiking trails for the enthusiast as well as the stroller. It's all good. These two gems are located in Georgia and in Tennessee on the North Carolina – Tennessee line. You can literally have one foot in each state. You are getting the best of all three…
In my earlier years my family took me camping to a lake. My cousins came as well, which made it even more enjoyable. When we arrived at the campsite, I was in awe. It was something out of a Disney movie. There were towering pine trees shielding us from the sun’s rays. Wild plants and bushes surrounded our campsite, but not too far away was a clearing in the bushes where we can see the lake in all its glory. People were fishing, kayaking, swimming, and playing with their dogs.…