The French Resistance came in all shapes and sizes.
Chazal or Ḥazal (Hebrew: חז"ל) is an acronym for the Hebrew "Ḥakhameinu Zikhronam Liv'rakha", (חכמינו זכרונם לברכה, literally "Our Sages, may their memory be blessed"). In rabbinic writings this is a general term that refers to all sages of the Mishna, Talmud, and other rabbinic literature commentators, and their authoritative opinion, from the times of the Second Temple of Jerusalem until the 6th century CE.
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Chazal are generally divided according to their era and the main writing done in that era:
Until the end of the Savoraim era, the Chazal had the authority to commentate the Torah according to the Talmudical hermeneutics standards required by the law given to Moses at Sinai (The non written laws handed to Moses at Sinai). Nowadays, this authority is not delegated to the current generation's sages, and thus the Torah can not be commentated on, in matters concerning the halakha ("tradition"), if it contradicts the Chazal's commentary.
Claire Chazal (pronounced: [klɛːʁ ʃazal]) (born December 1, 1956 at Thiers in the Puy-de-Dôme, Auvergne) is a French journalist, romance writer, and director of news at a national television station, TF1.
She presents the news at 8pm in alternation with Gilles Bouleau; Julien Arnaud substitutes for her when she is absent.
She also presents Je/nous de Claire a talk-show on the gay television channel Pink TV that she helped start in 2004. (The title of this show puns on Le Genou de Claire, a French film known in English as Claire's Knee.) Chazal obtained an HEC School of Management diploma.
Laurence Ferrari (born July 5, 1966) is a French journalist, best known as a former anchor of the TF1 weekday evening news Le 20H.
Ferrari was born in Aix-les-Bains, Savoie in 1966, the daughter of a former mayor of the city and member of the French National Assembly, Gratien Ferrari, and has Italian ancestry. She attended the École Française des Attachés de Presse (French School for Press Attachés) in Lyon and graduated from the Sorbonne University with a Master of 'Communication Politique and Sociale'. She is the eldest of three sisters and an accomplished pianist.
She started her career in 1986 as a stringer at the French newsagency, AFP, and Le Figaro Magazine. She also worked at the French language radio station, Europe 1, as a researcher with special responsibility for health policy. She began her television career in 1994 with Michel Drucker in Studio Gabriel on France 2 and thereafter with Jean-Pierre Pernaut in "Combien ça coûte ?" on TF1. In 2001 she co-hosted the TF1 Sunday evening magazine Sept à Huit with her former husband, Thomas Hugues. After her divorce, she moved in 2006 to Canal + to present the channel's weekly political magazine "Dimanche +" where she covered the French presidential election of 2007. In June 2008, she became the new anchor of "Le 20 Heures de TF1" (the flagship TV news programme, which has the highest ratings in Europe), replacing its long-serving anchor Patrick Poivre d'Arvor, and taking over the weekday programme on 25 August 2008.
Nicolas Sarkozy (pronounced [ni.kɔ.la saʁ.kɔ.zi] ( listen), born Nicolas Paul Stéphane Sarközy de Nagy-Bocsa; 28 January 1955) is a French politician who served as the 23rd President of the French Republic from 16 May 2007 until 15 May 2012.
Before his presidency, he was leader of the Union for a Popular Movement (UMP). Under Jacques Chirac's presidency he served as Minister of the Interior in Jean-Pierre Raffarin's (UMP) first two governments (from May 2002 to March 2004), then was appointed Minister of Finances in Raffarin's last government (March 2004 to May 2005) and again Minister of the Interior in Dominique de Villepin's government (2005–2007).
Sarkozy was also president of the General council of the Hauts-de-Seine department from 2004 to 2007 and mayor of Neuilly-sur-Seine, one of the wealthiest communes of France from 1983 to 2002. He was Minister of the Budget in the government of Édouard Balladur (RPR, predecessor of the UMP) during François Mitterrand's last term.
In foreign affairs, he promised a strengthening of the entente cordiale with the United Kingdom and closer cooperation with the United States. During his term, he faced the late-2000s financial crisis (followed by the recession and the debt crisis caused by it) and the Arab Spring (especially in Tunisia, Libya, and Syria). He also married Italian-French singer-songwriter Carla Bruni on 2 February 2008 at the Élysée Palace in Paris.
Cyril of Jerusalem (Greek Κύριλλος Α΄ Ἱεροσολύμων) was a distinguished theologian of the early Church (ca. 313 – 386). He is venerated as a saint by the Roman Catholic Church, the Eastern Orthodox Church, and the Anglican Communion. In 1883, Cyril was declared a Doctor of the Church by Pope Leo XIII. He is highly respected in the Palestinian Christian Community.
It is believed[who?] that Cyril came from a family of Christians and was immediately drawn to the Church. Most scholars[who?] believe that Cyril was born and brought up in Caesarea of Palestine but some[who?] say he may have been born in Jerusalem because of his early knowledge of the city's layout, but this could have been attributed to research or information he learned after moving there to become bishop. Cyril also helped a member of his family in pursuit of religious career in 366, appointing his nephew Galesius to the bishopric of Caesarea.
Fools say that I've lost my way
They say that from my path I've strayed away
Who'll clear my way to a better day
Who'll cleanse my veins and take all my pains away
She takes me in, She holds me in
She keeps me away from my sin
She makes me feel, Shemakes me real
She give me time to heal and
I never want to see the pain scar her fade again and
I never want to leave the warm embrace of my true friend
Sitting back I realize the mistakes I've made
Moving forward hope to find a simpler way
Feel as if the gods have damned my everyday
She takes me in, She holds me in
She keeps me away from my sin
She makes me feel, Shemakes me real
She give me time to heal and
I never want to see the pain scar her fade again and
I can see, I'm, not free.
I, believe, in no one, but me.
All eyes, on me.
Pointing, at me.
Falling, you see.
Your words, deceive.
Chorus:
And I say what I want to say,
Doesn't matter what you think,
Cause is still live this way.
And then you come into my life,
Stick me in the back with your knife.
And now as I look at you,
All these things that you would put me through.
I won't let you look away.
Won't you fucking watch me bleed?
I, can see. I'm, not free.
I, believe in no one but me.
Why don't you take a look at your life for awhile,
And you see yourself, you're just like a child.
Preach about the things you've never seen,
Ignoring all the things that you're supposed to see.
While you watch your watch as time wastes away,
And you feel the need to feed on others pain.
Brag about the things but you fucking tried,
Brag about the things but you fucking lied.
You're a slave!
You're just a slave! (x3)
You're just a, You're just a,
Slave!
You're just a slave! (x2)
Slave.
Now you take a look at your life once again,
And you see the fuckers supposed to be your friends.
Brag about the things but you fucking tried,
Now you brag about the things but you fucking lied.
Now you sell your soul,
You sell your life away kid.
You sign your name.
And you even sell your pain.
Brag about the things but you fucking tried,
You brag about the things but you fucking lied.
Chorus.
I say what I want,
Doesn't matter what you think, what you got.
And all, that you do to me,
All these things that I could never see.
And now as I walk away,
All these things that I could never say.
I wont let you look away.
Wont you fucking watch me bleed?
You're a slave!
Weak inside, you're a slave.
Feeding your mind, you're a slave.
Selling your pain, you're a slave.
Signing your name, you're a slave.
Open your doors, you're a slave.
Weak inside, you're a slave
Feeding you're mind, you're a slave.
Chorus.
You're a slave.
You're just a, you're just a slave. (x3)