KCTS-TV is a public television station in Seattle, Washington, that is a member of the Public Broadcasting Service (PBS), that broadcasts on digital channel 9. Its offices and broadcasting center are located at the northeast corner of Seattle Center. Its transmitter is located 1.9 miles east on Capitol Hill in Seattle.
KCTS also operates KYVE in Yakima, Washington (digital channel 21, PSIP channel 47), which serves as the PBS member station for the western portion of the Yakima/Tri-Cities market. It has its own studio on Second Street in Yakima, though some support operations are based at KCTS' studios.
Effective June 12, 2009, KCTS's broadcasts are digital-only.
KCTS first went on the air on December 7, 1954, broadcasting from the campus of the University of Washington and using equipment donated by KING-TV owner Dorothy Bullitt.
During the 1950s and 1960s, KCTS primarily supplied classroom instructional programs used in Washington State's K–12 schools, plus National Educational Television programs. Outside of schoolrooms, KCTS' audience among the general public was somewhat limited, and most programming was in black-and-white until the mid-'70s.
Sherman Joseph Alexie, Jr. (born October 7, 1966) is a poet, writer, filmmaker, and occasional comedian. Much of his writing draws on his experiences as a Native American growing up on the Spokane Indian reservation. He currently lives in Seattle, Washington.
His combinations of poetry, short stories, novels, and films have won several awards. Some of his best known works are The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven (1994), a book of short stories, and Smoke Signals (1998), a film of his screenplay based on The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven.
His first novel, Reservation Blues, received one of the fifteen 1996 American Book Awards. His first young adult novel, The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian, is a semi-autobiographical novel that won the 2007 U.S. National Book Award for Young People's Literature and the Odyssey Award as best 2008 audiobook for young people (read by Alexie). His collection of short stories and poems, entitled War Dances, won the 2010 PEN/Faulkner Award for Fiction.
Akiane Kramarik ( /æˈkiːænæ/; born July 9, 1994) is an American poet and artistic prodigy.
Akiane Kramarik was born in Mount Morris, Illinois to a Lithuanian mother and an American father. She is homeschooled.
She is primarily a self-taught painter. However, she states that God has given her the visions and abilities to create her artwork, which is unusual for her family, considering both her parents were atheist at the time (they later converted to Christianity on account of Kramarik's paintings and visions). Kramarik started drawing at the age of four, advancing to painting at six, and writing poetry at seven. Her first completed self-portrait sold for US$10,000. A portion of the money generated from sales is donated by Kramarik to charities. According to Kramarik, her art is inspired by her visions of heaven, and her personal connection with God. Kramarik's art depicts life, landscape, and people.
At the age of 10, she appeared on The Oprah Winfrey Show and at the age of 12, on CNN.
Tariq Ramadan (Arabic: طارق رمضان; born 26 August 1962 in Geneva, Switzerland) is a Swiss academic and writer. He is also a Professor of Contemporary Islamic Studies in the Faculty of Oriental Studies at Oxford University. He advocates the study and re-interpretation of Islamic texts, and emphasizes the heterogeneous nature of Western Muslims.
Tariq Ramadan is the son of Said Ramadan and Wafa Al-Bana, who was the eldest daughter of Hassan al Banna, who in 1928 founded the Muslim Brotherhood in Egypt. Gamal al-Banna, the liberal Muslim reformer is his great-uncle. His father was a prominent figure in the Muslim Brotherhood and was exiled by Gamal Abdul Nasser from Egypt to Switzerland, where Tariq was born.
Tariq Ramadan studied Philosophy and French literature at the Masters level and holds a PhD in Arabic and Islamic studies from the University of Geneva. He also wrote a PhD dissertation on Friedrich Nietzsche, entitled Nietzsche as a Historian of Philosophy.
Neil deGrasse Tyson ( /ˈniːəl dəˈɡræs ˈtaɪsən/ born October 5, 1958) is an American astrophysicist and science communicator. He is currently the Frederick P. Rose Director of the Hayden Planetarium at the Rose Center for Earth and Space, and a research associate in the department of astrophysics at the American Museum of Natural History. Since 2006 he has hosted the educational science television show NOVA scienceNOW on PBS, and has been a frequent guest on The Daily Show, The Colbert Report, Real Time with Bill Maher, and Jeopardy!. It was announced on August 5, 2011, that Tyson will be hosting a new sequel to Carl Sagan's Cosmos: A Personal Voyage television series.
Tyson was born as the second of three children in the borough of Manhattan in New York City, but was raised in the Bronx. His mother, Sunchita Feliciano Tyson, was a gerontologist and his father, Cyril deGrasse Tyson, was a sociologist, human resource commissioner for the New York City mayor, John Lindsay, and was the first Director of HARYOU. Tyson attended the Bronx High School of Science (1972–1976, astrophysics emphasis) where he was captain of the wrestling team and was editor-in-chief of the school's Physical Science Journal. Tyson had an abiding interest in astronomy from the age of eleven, following his visit to the Hayden Planetarium at age nine. Tyson recalls that "so strong was that imprint [of the night sky] that I'm certain that I had no choice in the matter, that in fact, the universe called me." He obsessively studied astronomy in his teens, and eventually even gained some fame in the astronomy community by giving lectures on the subject at the age of fifteen.
People said it was cocaine
People claimed it was gin
I know the girl and the [dew-house] man
That done my brother in
Chorus
They put the last clean shirt
On my poor brother Bill
They put the last clean shirt
On my poor brother Bill
They found him in the back seat
Of an old abandoned Ford
[Catch] the hand of my brother Bill
It was a stiff as a running board
[chorus]
The preacher said, he's gone now
Gone to another place
They lowered him down into the ground
I felt a tear trickle down my face
[chorus]
The preacher said, he's gone now
Gone to another place
They lowered him down into the ground
I felt a tear trickle down my face
Well I'm sittin' over here on Parchman Farm
Well I'm sittin' over here on Parchman Farm
Well I'm sittin' over here on Parchman Farm
And I ain't never done no man no harm
Well I'm puttin' that cotton in an eleven foot sack
Well I'm puttin' that cotton in an eleven foot sack
Well I'm puttin' that cotton in an eleven foot sack
With a twelve guage shotgun at my back
I'm sittin' over here on Number Nine
I'm sittin' over here on Number Nine
Well I'm sittin' over here on Number Nine
And all I did was drink my wine
Well I'm gonna be here for the rest of my life
I'm gonna be on this farm for my natural life
Well I'm a gonna be here for the rest of my life
And all I did was shoot my wife
One way or another you go through life
You live alone you keep a wife
You beat the law you leave your hometown
Finding out it's hard when you're all alone and brought
down
Sisters and Brothers on everything you do one way or
another
The choice is up to you.
Fathers and Mothers you'll see the dawn
Or sleep forever excepting wrong
Disguising fear something strong
Your Bleeding hearts just can't go on
Today your fears your weakness
Tomorrow it's a pain
I can't go on explaining all the
Troubles in your brains.
You can't begin to love until you understand
The valeus of the trust you give or take from fellow-
One way or another you go through life
Sisters and Brothers you come to love
Fathers and Mothers we go through time
One way or another we're all the same .... allll the
same .
One way or another we're all the same
The glowing ring, inside your brain
That makes you laugh when things are right
That makes you cry in the middle of the night
Sisters and Brothers your life goes on
There's a love that I dream of at night
When I'm home
by the fireside of thought
After her all the rest don't seem right
You should feel
all the goodness she brought
If you're wondering
just to who she could be
Well I promise I not say her name
If you settled down here
alongside beach I will tell you
Cause I'm not ashamed
She's my lady from south of Detroit
And when that quite a few years ago
I remember her beauty,
her taste and her charms
Oh, how could I forget
holding her in my arms
My lady from south of Detroit
And even though sometimes she's bad
I'm so sorry she's gone
Cause my memory lives on
She's the best lover I've ever had
She's my lady from south of Detroit
And we met quite a few years ago
I remember her beauty,
her taste and her charms
Oh, how could I forget
holding her in my arms
My lady from south of Detroit
And even though sometimes she's bad
I'm so sorry she's gone
Cause my memory lives on
She's the best lover I've ever had
I don't like talkin' about old times
When all it does is makes me sad
It would be different if they'd done wrong
Or if they treated people bad
But they just gave to those who needed
Some fantasy against the real
Now all my friends are getting locked up
Oh Lord, how do you think that makes me feel?
Why do they have to put my friends in jail?
Why don't they let us walk in peace?
Why don't they lock up all their phony laws instead?
And sink it all into the see
I see a change in order, brother
I see a changin' oh so fast
We have to keep ourselves together
Or every deal could be your last
The names of brothers gone and left me
As images formed in my mind
I see my families getting broken
It seems that only love is blind
I don't like talkin' about old times
When all it does is makes me sad
It would be different if they'd done wrong
Or if they treated people bad
And always known to give a deal
Now all my friends are getting locked up
If you're a long way from home, can't sleep at night
Grab your telephone, something just ain't right
That's evil, evil is goin' on wrong
I am warnin' you brother, you better watch your happy
home
Well, long way from home and, can't sleep at all
You know another mule is, kickin' in your stall
That's evil, evil is goin' on wrong
I am warnin' you brother, you better watch your happy
home
Well, long way from home and, can't sleep at all
You know another mule is, kickin' in your stall
That's evil, evil is goin' on wrong
I am warnin' you brother, you better watch your happy
Get your 45’s together and put a record on the deck
Well it’s time to raise the
roof off here Get ready and get set
Let’s all sing this song together
Everyone in time
Forget your aggravation let it go It’s Cactus time
Raise your hands up to the music Rock,rock
Getting’ down with
Cactus music Never wanna stop
Gonna feel that funky backbeat Grease it up
with bass guitar Once Jimmy starts the
riffin’ You can´t sit down no more This is the
time of our lives Takin’ everything in sight
Cause this is Cactus music
Baby you are ours tonight
Raise your hands up to the music Rock, rock
Getting’ down with Cactus music
Never want to stop
Just let it go and lose it This is Cactus music
Rock’n’roll music Rock, rock, rock
We supply the feeling You supply the need
Come on and get movin’ Feel the beat
We are built for comfort We are built for speed
Now everybody boogie
Yeah I like to rock and I like to roll
Most of all darlin' I like to ball
Boogie feels good and good in my heart
Makes me so good I don't think I 'll stop
When I get to feelin good I shake my thing
I get to fellin' good forget about everything
I just get a boogie deep down in my soul
I'm not afraid to react not afraid to let go
I-m from Detroit where the boogie was born
I been boogie'n since '51
Taught to me by a fellow named John
Corner of brush in '51
say boogie baby
don't be afraid,
get a li'l closer,
you know what I mean
yes I keep a woman because she has my child
I keep a girl, she's got my child,
Some of the things she does just make my mind go wild
I tell her back off, sometimes she don't hear
I tell her get back baby, sometimes she won't hear
Then she gets a li'l push, I make my position clear
Look out baby
I'm like a train conductor, baby,
When it comes to my life,
I'm like an airplane pilot darlin'
When it comes to my life,
I kick you off my flight if you keep
was born in seventy-one
In seventy-two I started to walk
Seventy-three
Seventy-four
Seventy-five
I learned to talk
Seventy-six I tried sexing
That was around the age of five
Seventy-seven
Seventy-eight
And seventy-nine
I started to ride
With my
Uncle Ike
In eighty and eighty-one
I was about ten
But the first time a little chick
Made me cum
Was eighty-two
Or eighty-three
My life really came alive
In eighty-four
I was thirteen
Nineteen eighty-five's
The number
I met this bitch
Who told me if I got tight with her
Together we would grow rich
Type of chick
That'll make a brother
Feel good inside
In my mind when I'm sleep
Woke
When I walk
When I ride
Getting to me in the classroom
Used to follow me into the bathroom
And I loved it
She was wild
And everyday
People bore me
Captivate
Activate my hormones
When you speak to me
Softly
Offer me
A piece of you
Cause
Me so horny
She let me foreplay
And that's it
She said
If I would rap
And make some dollars for us
Maybe I can get a hit
I was writing
Then I found myself fighting
For the juices
When I found out
That our little agreement's
Non-exclusive
Ah damn
She let celebrity status hit
So I'm thinking of tactics
How to leave ran down
Prophylatics
On the mattress
So I practice
Hoping to stuff my fat dick
In this rap bitch
Knowing when I stuff my cactus
In that catfish
Imma flat shit
She's turning me into a killer
Devour fools
I'm powerful
Like Mecha-Godzilla
She said
If I keep rapping
She'll keep clapping
But ain't nobody strapping
Till she see paper
And then we'll see what's happening
And I hear her say
[hook]
You heard of Tech
He's like the best
He built his nest
In the Midwest
The boy can flow
And he be busting like
Boom boom
It's like I'm stuck
I feel I'm cursed
About to load the N9na
Tech cause in a sec
I'm finna be busting like
Boom boom
[repeat]
[2nd Verse]
Ninety-three
She invited me
To a party in L.A.
So popular
She introduced me to
2Pac the next day
She took me to this party
In Beverly Hills
Where me and Chris Tucker
Couldn't get in
Because of our ball caps
And they was all about dollar bills
She was a G
And got us all in for free
Ran into Pac again
She talked about him so tough
I knew she was cocking him
But I never did hate
Because I knew
Heated sex
Was our fate
As I got clever
And a lot better
She started letting me and my boys
Hit together
Me and Pac hit the slot
Now it's out in the open
Didn't take long
To make her get it on
Came on strong
And Thugs Get Lonely too
Was our slogan
She wanted me
And Chino XL
But he backed off
And said that's hell
He don't dip into every female
Waiting to exhale
With a
Wet tail
Wish I could be with baby
Daily
But I recall
The Veteran Click saying
Tech
Don't turn a tramp into your
Lady
I don't know why
I want this bitch
She always dis and
Won't let me
Showcase my shit
This bitch is driving N9na
Crazy
[Hook]
You heard of Tech
He's like the best
He built his nest
In the midwest
And he be busting like
Boom boom
It's like I'm stuck
I feel I'm cursed
About to load the N9na
Tech cause in a sec
I'm finna be busting
Boom boom
[repeat]
[3rd Verse]
Fuck this
I'm ready for
One on one ruckus
Still she like
Don't touch this
When I'm alone with her
It's on
When the bone hit her
Get her
Hoeing off in L.A.
With my folks
Me and Yuk, Phats, Gonz
L Q Max Key
Hella knocking your back out
Bitch
Long strokes
You a nympho
Who the pimps though
Me and Roger Troutman
Had you at Juan Momma house
Shouting
Through the talk box
You exhaust cocks
And you ought not
Ever get caught hot
Why she always gotta have the vault lock
Kinda mad when I really
Thought back
Me and Rza hit that ass
On the video set
Why did we hit
Bitch told us
How she fucked
Eminem
Kool G
Monch
Exhibit and
Type a niggas
When Felony fucked
He said
What what what what
I was next in line
Right after he busted his
Nut nut nut nut
I heard
My homey Rodney say
She want me and Lynch to hit
Sac and MO dick
And she said she wanted it so bad
Cause we so sick
I saw you at 92.3
The Beat
With Jay-Z and Damon
I know at times
I'm hella complex
But now Imma put it in lamens
I wanna fuck you
Not with Jimmy Jam
Not with Terry Lewis
Not with Quincy Jones
Not with QD3
Just me and you
And Imma show you all the things
That I can do
Go platinum plus
Get trapped in your lust
So I'm hoping me and you can
Bang bang
I know you're a groupie hoe
But I still
Want your coochie though
Before I go
I want you to tell these people
Your name
Alaska - Cactus
Goin’ to Alaska
Where the water runs clear as glass
The home of the penguin,
The walrus and Aurora Borealas--oh yes
See my baby's heart is frozen
She just don’t treat me nice
I’m gonna search out Santa Clause and ask his advice
When I get up to Alaska maybe someone there‘ll treat me right
I will build me an igloo live alone in my dome of blues
Buy me a low-mileage dogsled and some alligator snow shoes
I hear six months a year you get night time all day
I had to practice my harp to keep the polar bears away
Way up in alaska where the whales and the eskimos play
(guitar solo)
If she treated me better man I'd be warm right now
But my soul's condemned to shivers 'cause she thinks I'm running around
So I sit here cryin' tears they freeze on my face
If it gets any colder I’ll be frozen in place
In rock hard Alaska you’ll gonna be my home
Way up here to alaska y'know the ground here is solid ice
Way up here to alaska y'know the ground here is solid ice
Had to leave my woman ‘cause her heart is so cold
When I get back from the north pole I will defrost her soul