When you're working as an actor when you're younger, or even when you're older, it's carney life. You go from one show to the other and you make these quick makeshift families.
The Bank of England's Carney is worried the shock of Britain's vote to leave the E.U. could cause households and businesses to temporarily halt spending, which could stop the economy and even spur a recession.
To some, incredibly, Russia has become a human rights leader. Edward Snowden, the American whistleblower, has succeeded in his asylum application in Russia, and White House spokesman Jay Carney appears flummoxed and wrong-footed as the mantle of free speech and liberty appears to pass from West to East.
I'm sure Mark Carney is a very clever young man, but I think that the government would be mad to move from inflation targeting to money GDP targeting.
If I could play drums like Patrick Carney or Taylor Hawkins, I'd be a really happy person.
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Nullah: My grandfather, King George, he take'em me walkabout, teach me black fella way. Grandfather teach'em me most important lesson of all. Tell'em story. That day I down the billabong. King George, he teach me how to catch'em fish using magic song. See, I not black fella. I not white fella either. Them white fellas call me mixed-blood, half-caste, creamy. I
belong to no one.
King George: That day I see'em them white fellas. They were pushing them cheeky bulls across the river onto Carney land.
Nullah: [quietly] Make yourself invisible.
King George: King George angry at them white fellas. King George say them white fella bad spirit. Must be taken from this land.