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How the Season-ending Show & the 3rd Annual thepublicblogger Awards transformed into A Star is Born…. start here
A Star is Born: Jack & Belinda Edition eps. II
A Star is Born: Jack & Belinda Edition eps III
Her heart nearly imploded when her mother whispered in her ear. Belinda continued looking directly into the mirror and although she had never looked more beautiful in her life, all she wanted to do was cry. Adorned in a beautifully handmade white wedding dress – the color was not only of tradition, but Belinda Michelle Jackson had been untouched. Her mother stood stoic, from the old school, the man that her daughter was to marry, would build her a safe life, and that was important to her. But Mrs. Frances Jackson knew safe was not the choice her daughter would have ever made, if not forced by her father.
When her mother’s hand touched her back, the soothing warmth of a mother’s love could not control the avalanche of emotions of marrying man she did not love, and living a life she did not want. And the news of its arrival, the letter she had long been waiting for; her audition tape had been accepted and she was a finalist for the grand production of A Star is Born, more dreams crushed and destroyed. But when her mother whispered again in her ear “Run.” Belinda started running in her flowing wedding gown. She ran out of the chapel and down the lane, with her father screaming “Belinda, you get back here!” But all she heard was her mother’s voice. “Run Belinda. Run and make me proud!” Belinda knew it was coming, but all she could do was run. When her mother turned to face her father, Belinda could almost feel the solid blow that staggered her mother backwards… but did not knock her out. to be ccontinued
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Good evening everyone and Welcome to The Neighborhood and welcome to A Star is Born: 2015 Best Performance of the Year Nominees Edition II. Eleven of the most talented artists, the underground has uncovered were challenged with one simple, but all too important task: To share their work via thepublicblogger Facebook Page, to allow a wider audience to get to know them, and to share one other nominees work via their own timelines, to discover, sharing does no harm to our own pursuits, in fact, enriches even the one who shares. But because all future stars need them, the main challenge was in producing an original photograph of themselves. (internal scoring 30%)
from Lagos Nigeria Charles Okpere nominated for
Best Performance of the Year – Leadership in Writing.

from Lahoma Oklahoma, Rebecca Lemke nominated for
Best Performance of the Year – Entire Blog
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from San Francisco California, Robert M. Goldstein nominated for
Best Performance of the Year – Cross Selection of The Arts
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from Sacramento California, Summer Rose nominated for
Best Performance of the Year – Digital Photography
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from Chicago Illinois, Anew(Duo) nominated for
Best Performance of the Year – Contemporary Gospel
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from Hollywood California, Christian Marc nominated for
Best Performance of the Year – Writer/Entire Blog
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from Sacramento California, H-Y Loco nominated for
Best Performance of the Year – Music in Artists Collaborations
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from Los Angeles California, Kelly Lewis nominated for
Best Performance of the Year – Poetry in Artists Collaborations
from Boston Massachusetts, Steis nominated for
Best Performance of the Year – Songwriting
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from La Puente California, Oscar Plascencia nominated for
Best Performance of the Year – Original Performances
from Florence Oregon, Ned Hickson nominated for
Best Performance of the Year – Humor in Video/Blog
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Run It Down by Hussle Crowe 2014 The Neighborhood’s Recording Artist of the Year
The 1890s marked the invention of motion pictures. 1927 denotes the year movies were infused with sound. 1946 is the year of the closest invention to what we know as television today. Radio began in earnest around 1894. Written communication, in various forms, has been around well before Christ was born. 1995 – give or take a year or two on either side – introduced to the public…. the internet.
Through centuries, generations and the ages, each platform of entertainment has invented, spawned, split and become a multitude of genres. The inaugural Grammy Awards in 1959, boasted 12 categories, but by 2011 had blossomed to a 109, before being downsized to a more manageable 82. Try registering a book at Amazon: is it general fiction or if the protagonist is Black, African-American fiction?
How do we decide when an altered form of an existing platform, should be deemed worthy of a newly minted title, and which historian becomes the recognized judge, grantor of legacy upon the very first one.
The godfather of blogging is debatable, but in 1997, Steve Gibson became the first full time blogger. In 18 years, blogging has grown into a phenomenon, with hundreds of millions in existence (65 million at WordPress alone). And while categories have been established, who makes the call, that a spin-off is inevitable, and what parallel evolves? When does Blog evolve into an umbrella term and a break-out new word becomes the star?
*Annual thepublicblogger editorial rant, ripped straight from the Pages of Birth of a Genre

I can quite vividly still remember when I first came across your work. It was not simply the beauty and the imagination inside of every shot, that made me an instant fan, it was the wisdom and the humility and the giving man behind the camera, that has become so adored. From your March 13, 2014 introduction in Rise: An Artist Collaborative of Inner Strength to The Exorcist and your National Geographic Photo viewed around the world, to your coming back home for the Artists Collaboration Round of The Lives We Live and every show in between, you have taken the shot and shared the wonders of the world you see so unselfishly.
Because of the inspiration you give us all and because The Neighborhood stands taller with you beside us and because of the brilliance of your art and because you teach us just by being here, it is with humility and pride; on behalf of IvySoul Robinson and Fran Daddy the 2014 The Neighborhood Award Recipients, The Neighborhood @ thepublicblogger.com, Kendall F. Person and all the Artists that have come after you, with tears in my eyes and respect in my heart, this message is to inform you…
IvySoul and Fran Daddy are planning the online ceremonies, of which there will be two. The first on November 15, a Celebration of the Arts in your honor. Then on December 30 during the 2015 Season-ending Show on December 30, your name will be added to The Neighborhood’s Wall of Fame. We hope you are as pleased to be the 2nd honoree as we are to call you one of our own. Much love Gabor. You mean the world to us.
Kendall F. Person & The Neighborhood Artists

Friends… It is quite rare that I cannot respond instantly to a message, a question or information – to anything which requires answer or reaction fast. Now here I am sitting in front of my PC and just feeling astonished, honored but full with questions as well. Why me? What did I do? I don’t even speak well the language, I am always late to write back – and so many much more talented are in this group…
You never know how fate and other people bring to you.
In my life as I believed – the light is mainly brightened and brought by nature and landscapes, flowers and the sun only – and sometimes I think people are just messengers of shadows and dark times. And then now… Unexpectedly you ruin this theory. You – not only my friend Kendall but all of you, all of those talents and men, women I knew only from The Public Blogger’s site – you bring the brightest light to me as bright only Christmas night can be.
This is not only a honor to me, not only a very proud moment, but again a kind of evidence, that you must never turn away from your fellow people, the human kind.
Not only landscapes, flowers, animals and the sun itself can be the source of light, happiness – but you, humans, and all the people.
And it’s not the Award only which makes me now very strong, proud and gives me energy to continue, but the fact that I have connection to these fellow humans who are the source, whom themselves are the light itself. And I will try my best to reflect this light not only through landscapes and nature – but through all those people whom at first seems to be dark and shadowy, somber and bitter – yet now I realized that the light is inside, and as Leonard Cohen says: “There is a Crack, a Crack in Everything / That’s How the Light Gets In”.
I am very proud, I may – near to cry. Thank you Kendall, thank you so much Friends.
Gabor

I hope Robert knows how strong he was then. To return to the site of so much grief, with the honor & respect to say goodbye to a Mother, that would do her best to destroy the very life she gave. And I wonder if his mother would ever comprehend her good fortune. To have received the unconditional love of her son, even though she did her best to rid it from him.
Goodbye Momma is told in an eloquent verse by Robert M. Goldstein himself. The visually engaging slideshow animation, allowed the inner artist to tell the story of the boy who is now the man.
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Second Feature: Hello Dad
“The 15,000 Haitians who had travelled to the U.S. “all have AIDS,” and the 40,000 Nigerians would never “go back to their huts” — “Why should we accept immigrants from these shithole countries?” – Donald J Trump, US President
A LONELY WORLD
by Kendall F. Person
On Tuesday, January 12, 2010 mother nature unleashed her full fury. A catastrophic 7.0 earthquake rocked the nation of Haiti to its core. Striking directly under the country’s most populated city, the carnage was biblical. 250,000 dead, devouring entire neighborhoods, wiping out all government facilities and in a spectacular display of power, brought down the presidential palace.
Cite Soleil was a disaster even before the plates shifted. A sprawling slum of Port-au-Prince, it had no sewer system or electricity. No hospitals nor clinics. No schools, no jobs but they did have hope.
The richest cities in the world would have been challenged in recovering from one of the worst natural disasters in world history. But Port-au-Prince was not the richest. Not even close. In an unprecedented outpour of sorrow, aid flowed in from a shell-shocked international community, that had routinely written the Caribbean island nation off as damned. But Cite Soleil could not be helped. As the final act, with their meager existence in tatters, the grifters moved in, staking their claim to a pile of dirt.
Victims of their own success – in 1804, Haiti beat back their French colonist, becoming the world’s first all black republic – the losers and the United States, refused the victors entry into world commerce, thus leaving the once proud Haitians in absolute isolation, ultimately existing in a lonely world.
I use to be so sure about everything and loved to give my opinion. Each year teaches me how the illusion of life makes my opinion absurd. The irony is understanding that makes me wiser. – Source of Inspiration

Columbus High School 2013 4×100 relay team
On May 1, 2013 in the city of Columbus, Texas, a starters’ gun sounded off. The first of four young men, representing the Mighty Cardinals of Columbus High, blasted out the blocks, rounding the first turn. A seamless passing of the baton, placed the team’s destiny in the hand of a young man, known only as runner two. With blistering speed, he blazed a trail down the straight-a-way. Rock solid focus led to a steady exchange of the baton, and now the team’s fate, rested entirely on runner number three. So smooth was his glide on the final curve, he appeared to be sliding on glass. Runner number four, with a name we all now know, Derrick Hayes, whose nerves ran ice cold, secured the passing of the baton, and with only one thought… raced for daylight.
So gifted were these young athletes, in a race of only 400 meters, they reached the finishing line, nearly ten yards before their closet opponent. Victory in their grasp, they earned a berth to the Texas State High School Track & Field Finals.
By all broadcasts’ standards, Derrick Hayes’ celebration was gracious. But on that day, in Columbus, Texas, something happened that clouded the real issue, and a disqualification for finger pointing is all the world knew. Whatever the real reason, we may never know, but it makes little difference, when you see the forest instead of the trees. One of the fastest boys 4×100 relay team, has been banned from attending the State Championship Meet.
“It was a reaction,” father KC Hayes said. “I mean you’re brought up your whole life that God gives you good things, you’re blessed.” (KHOU)
There is no question what was in Derrick Hayes’ head, when he pointed toward the sky. It was an acknowledgement of his faith. But rather the interpretation of rule 4-6-1 (Unsporting conduct is behavior that is unethical or dishonorable…) that led to the disqualification, was fueled by an anti-religious zealot or a moron in power, the community reaction should have been united.
The atheists should have been outraged as being defined as paranoid. The Christians should have marched down to city hall, because ending prayer in school is one thing, (separation of church and state gives rise to a healthy debate), but being stripped of your victory for pointing a finger toward the sky, is quite another. Teachers should have drawn the line. Already challenged in reaching troubled youth, without having the worry of dedicated students feeling victimized. And to assure the civil community of concerned citizens was complete, all parents should have banded together and not have allowed this ridiculous decision to stand.
Participation in high school sports requires a minimum 2.0 grade point average. All of the young men are students at the school, and winning one of the sports most exciting races in jaw dropping time, illustrates four dedicated, hard-working and talented young men. They won the race fair and square and hearts were pumped with the chance to bring their school a state crown. With a gauntlet of challenges that each of those young men walks through every day (peer pressure, drinking, dating, studying, drugs) how could it be, that they were treated criminal. They did not deserve this. Shame.
Laws against youth offenders are already questionably strong (in Delcambre, Lousiana, the city council passed a law 8-1, making pants sagging illegal, imposing a maximum 6-month jail sentence). Why invent hardship, then arrest them when they do something wrong? How could a lone official, conjure up such an off-base, out-of-nowhere interpretation, literally altering the course of events, and the community not band together?
If you were an athlete, you understand the agony of this ill-gotten defeat. If you are a parent, you know how you feel, when your kids are feeling low. And if you are a realist, even though Nike tells us to just get back up, people are different, and some blows, land harder on some shoulders than others.
Knowing the Haitian people had won their freedom fair and square, what if the world community had stood up to the bullies by dismantling an unreasonable request? What if the colonist, that then ruled the world, were forced to relent to a united and unyielding international front, would Cite Soleil be a different place?
It has proven to be a difficult lesson for a team which showed how well it can win. It must now show how well it can handle loss. – Andrew Horansky and Tiffany Craig / KHOU 11 News
The only lesson to be learned here is not for the team but for the community of adults. Because when things like this happen, and we do not band together, than how different are we now, than in 1804, when the victor fell victim and never recovered thus forever doomed to living in a lonely world.
-an editorial of thepublicblogger

Shit House
“Shit house is the great equalizer, since everyone spends a portion of their life inside one.”
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