A Bikont ("two flagella") is a eukaryotic cell with two flagella, as its name suggests. It is a division of eukaryotes.
Another shared trait of bikonts is the fusion of two genes into a single unit: the genes for thymidylate synthase (TS) and dihydrofolate reductase (DHFR) encode a single protein with two functions.
The genes are separately translated in unikonts.
Some research suggests that a unikont (a eukaryotic cell with a single flagellum) was the ancestor of opisthokonts (Animals, Fungi, and related forms) and Amoebozoa, and a bikont was the ancestor of Archaeplastida (Plants and relatives), Excavata, Rhizaria, and Chromalveolata. Cavalier-Smith has suggested that Apusozoa, which are typically considered incertae sedis, are in fact bikonts.
Relationships within the bikonts are not yet clear. Cavalier-Smith has grouped the Excavata and Rhizaria into the Cabozoa and the Archaeplastida and Chromalveolata into the Corticata, but at least one other study has suggested that the Rhizaria and Chromalveolata form a clade.
Piotr Bikont (born 1955) is a Polish journalist, publicist, culinary critic and a theatre director.
He translated Art Spiegelman's "Maus" to Polish.
Robert Makłowicz (born August 12, 1963 in Kraków, Poland) is a Polish journalist and historian, notable as a promoter of the Polish cuisine, slow food, and is a television personality.
He became fascinated with European cuisine during his studies at the historical faculty of the Jagiellonian University. After the end of communism in Poland, in 1993 as a joke he had shown one of his friends a recipe for wiener schnitzel he prepared himself. He was instantly offered the job of a culinary critic of the Kraków variation of the Gazeta Wyborcza daily. Soon afterwards his essays and descriptions of various restaurants in Kraków became so popular that he was moved to the all-national weekly magazine published by Gazeta Wyborcza. He also started cooperation with various other newspapers, including Przekrój, Wprost (2002–2005) and Newsweek Polska (since 2005).
In 1996 he was also offered a short programme in the morning block of the public TV. Although far from prime time, the programme gained much popularity and, since August 1998, Makłowicz has been preparing a weekly show named Robert Makłowicz's Culinary Travels. Each show is prepared in a different region of the world and presents the local cuisine as prepared by Makłowicz himself or by local people, not necessarily professional chefs.
Michał Tomasz Kamiński (born 28 March 1972) is a Polish politician and a Member of the European Parliament for Warsaw with Poland Comes First (PJN). He was chairman of the European Conservatives and Reformists in the European Parliament from July 2009 until March 2011.
Kamiński was a founder member of the Christian National Union (ZChN) in 1989, and served on its board from 1995 to 2001. Kamiński was elected to the Sejm in 1997 for Solidarity Electoral Action, which included ZChN. In 2001, he joined the Right Alliance (PP), which merged with Law and Justice (PiS) the following year, having been reelected on the PP-PiS joint ticket in 2001.
He was elected to the European Parliament in 2004, representing Warsaw. He stepped down to become Secretary of State in Chancellery of the President Lech Kaczyński's . He was returned as an MEP in the 2009 election, and was elected chairman of the new European Conservatives and Reformists group. In November 2010, he left PiS to form the more liberal Poland Comes First (PJN); while remaining in the ECR, he stepped down as chairman in March 2011.
"Be Kind"
thanks to Brian Fennell (fenn@wpi.WPI.EDU)
Be kind to your neighborhood monsters
for they are not as scarry as they seem
if you see one scaddeling
down the lane or paddeling
up the stream
don't screem
for a monster could be somebody's mommy
and their feelings aren't exactly made of wood
so offer one a piece of your salami
be kind to the monsters in your neighborhood
(hmmmmm hum hmm hmm hum)
daring and brave
(la la la and something) monsters
never misbehave
or hardly
ever
loving and loyal
true to the end
hairy, but Not scarry monsters
want to be your friend
for a monster could be somebody's mommy
and their feelings aren't exactly made of wood
so offer one a piece of your salami
be kind to the monsters in you neighborhood
be kind
to the monsters
in your
neigh-
bor-
Be kind, baby, be kind
Be kind, baby, be kind
The light of this might
Aligns your legs to time
They give me up as I got mine
And that's too many times
Baby, be kind
And my eyelids are fine
Don't let your eyes pop out, boy
You may drop your black, candy apple
From the fright of having your eyes pop out
And someone else buys seeing double
So, be kind, baby, be kind
Won't cha be kind? Baby, be kind
Now, the way if he drops
The ants will cover him up like a black seed eye
I said you'd get 'em back, dear
But don't you try to puff 'em all up
But, baby, dear, don't you try
To be kind, baby, be kind
Be kind, baby, be kind
You know the light of this whole world and mine
Aligns your legs to time
The lake, it ain't your fire
And that is all I've had
Too many had done, these eyelids mine
Don't let your eyes pop out
You might drop them on your stove
Cuando no hai mas que decirnos
Habla el humo, nada el humo
y rema en espiral
Caundo no hai mas que decirnos
Se abren al aire vacios
Que dos no pueden respirar
Para desvanecerse, alargando el despues
Trayectoria sn final
Distante placer, de una mirada
frente a otra esfumandose
Cuando no hai mas que decirnos
Me hago uno con el humo,
Serpenteando la razon
De todo aquelo decidido
Se estira el tiempo y me olvido
Me olvido como dos
Y en la espera vagamos
indiferentes, por el espacio
Que dejo
Para desvanecerse, alargando el despues
Trayectoria sin final
Distante placer, de una mirada
frente a otra esfumandose
All dressed in black
Eyes of attack
Coming with one hand in pocket
To take from me
Sin in the eyes I see
Sin is nice of me
Nothing left for me
Reality
Forget it
You have messed up
Can't do anything
And I have messed up
Can't do anything
You're just a fuckup
I'm just a fuckup
We're just two fuckups
At least we're fucked
Up together
So sad to see you go
I said to myself you
Know
So sad to see a mind
Disappear through
Time
Lunacy's an argued
Taste
I guess there's no time
To waste
Oh passing times it's a
Passing phase
Reality
Forget it
You have messed up
Can't do anything
And I have messed up
Can't do anything
You're just a fuckup
I'm just a fuckup
We're just two fuckups
At least we're fucked
Up together
We are two fuckups
You have messed up
Can't do anything
And I have messed up
Can't do anything
You're just a fuckup
I'm just a fuckup
We're just two fuckups
At least we're fucked
Up together
Together, together
Together, together...on
Turbante noche, sigo despierto
Y se que el diablo frecuenta soledades
Pequeño cristo 3D
Podra salvarme esta vez
Fallo mi corazon
Y desde que partio
Su verbo vive en mi carne
Uuu
Y cuento verdades como mentiras
La culpa es de nadie solo mia
Se que estoy falto de fe
Podras salverme tambien
La inutil perfeccion
De buscar el silencio
Su verbo vive en mi carne
Uuu
Te vi venir
por tus ojos supe que si
quien me iba a decir que tú me engañarías
Nadie me habló
imposible para el amor
que te fuiste y no me dejaste ver tu carita
Pequeñita, dónde vas pequeñita
No me fio ni un pelo de tu carita bonita
Vivir sin sol, imposible parar el amor
que sin la luna la noche llora y sin tu carita lo hago yo
Ya no hay ni sol y la luna ya se marchó
sólo quedan estrellas pequeñas que me
recuerdan tu voz
Estribillo
Boy you sure look pretty when the lights are dim
I'm kind of drunk I told you so
Kiss someone I shouldn't have
The music's loud let's go to where the drinks don't blow
Overwhelming at his best
He took me by the hand and said let's get this party started right
Pretend I'm the one tonight
He said, hey now, I dare you to
He said, hey now, I dare you to
He said, hey now, I dare you to
Because it's better to think that you're falling for me
Then to know that you're stuck in the past
It's better to think that you're falling for me
Then to know that this feeling won't last
Because it's better to think that you're falling for me
Then to know that you're stuck in the past
It's better to think that you're falling for me
What if I used this song to hatewould you still dance
around the room?
sweeping away the dirt as though
your feet were like a broom
whatifIused this song as a call to arms
on the airwaves here and now
would you pick up the knife or the gun
if I told you how?
What if I used this song to hide
behind the words I say
if I said 'after all, it's just a song'
would you look the other way?
what if I used this song to excuse
the things that I've been told
from the day that I was born
until the day that I grew old
Bikindi is my name
Bikindi is my name
love will prevail over hatred
only the killing will remain
What if I used this song to burn
your house down to the ground
and where your children once looked to the sky
they now stare at the ground
what if I used this song to kill
would you pay for my third car?
maybe you just feel like dancing
or would just love to be a star
Bikindi is my name
Bikindi is my name
love will prevail over hatred