Has Wally Buono lost it? Don't pretend the question hasn't crossed your mind.

Last year he became the winningest coach in Canadian Football League history while guiding the B.C. Lions to their worst record and first losing season since he arrived in Vancouver in 2003.

Buono misjudged his team's talent, created a leadership vacuum by jettisoning too many veterans, allowed the Lions' identity to erode, was heavy-handed with staff and utterly unable to fix the mess when its extent became clear in mid-season.

The Lions' declined sharply for the second straight year, falling to eight wins from 11, down from 14 in 2007.

They made the playoffs only because the bottom three-quarters of the East Division was a joke, but the day of reckoning came in a 56-18 second-round loss to the Montreal Alouettes that was one of the most embarrassing of Buono's career.

In February, the Lions' coach and general manager turned 60.

Has he lost it?

Maybe he has found it because when the Lions open their main training camp Sunday in Kamloops, the guy Buono is most convinced belongs is himself.

"I have a greater sense of excitement and, honestly, I don't know what it came from," Buono says. "I don't know. All I know is the ability to want to coach is there, the excitement of wanting to do this is there. It's strange because it is a kind of a reversal a little bit."

Buono said it has been a long time since he felt as strongly as he does that he is where he needs to be -on the sidelines, coaching his team.

Five years ago, he would not have expected that.

Fresh from the heart surgery that probably saved his life, Buono was reflective and talked openly about the possibility of giving up coaching -if not the game itself -within a couple of years. There were other things he wanted to do, he said. Too many summers had already been spent on football.

At 55, he would not have expected to be coaching at 60.

At this stage, with four Grey Cups, 10 division titles and 235 CFL wins in his account, Buono could be spending weekends at his beachfront place in Parksville. He could be repaying his wife Sande for some of the family time he owes, although the debt is hopeless.

He has three grandchildren, two of them born 10 days apart in April. His son was married in May, just before Buono's youngest daughter got engaged.

It's time for Buono to be a grandfather. And had the Lions gone 13-5 last season and won the Grey Cup, maybe that would be his primary role.

You see, Buono knows the end of his career is coming. But he'll be damned if he allows it to arrive after an eight-win season and 38-point playoff loss that have people asking the question that started this column.

"Everything is going to be different this year," he promises. "The thing that you're hoping to be able to do is go back and re-establish some of the things you didn't have last year. That's why it's easier to come off an 8-10 season than a Grey Cup. It's proving to yourself again that you can build a good organization and a good football team."

In April, owner David Braley signed Buono to a contract extension that could keep him in charge through 2013, although the coach said he'll make a decision annually whether to continue. Would he have signed that deal had the Lions won the Grey Cup?

"Maybe I wouldn't have, right?" he admits. "What drives you a little bit is the disease of winning. I don't believe sports is fun at all. I don't believe what we do is fun at all. But I do believe it's fun to win.

"All the time and effort and emotional commitment that you make is worth it when you win."

To that end, we're already seeing a different Buono.

Uncharacteristically, he went on a CFL shopping spree during the winter to bring in veterans like Davis Sanchez, Keron Williams, Dennis Haley, Jamal Robertson and Derick Armstrong -players who can make an impact in the locker-room and on the field.

After what amounted to an intervention by old friend and player personnel director Roy Shivers, Buono vows to be a more inclusive leader. He will also be a more ruthless one when it comes to players.

"It's not that I'm harder," he says. "I'm opening my eyes to things that maybe at one time prevented me from making a hard decision. I was more patient. I believed in the veteran player and that, when all was said and done, he was going to step up. [Last season] some of them didn't. Some of the guys let us down that way. They let me down; I let them down.

"We've been preaching for six months: 'When you come to camp, come to work. Be physical. Have an attitude. If you don't have that, then I'm not going to give you the benefit of the doubt.'"

Buono neither looks nor sounds old when he says this.

"You know, an Italian father also looks after the grandkids," he says. "When I tell my kids my career is coming to an end, they don't want to hear about that. They want to let their kids experience what they experienced. And I keep telling them that's not going to be possible; their kids can't grow up with me coaching."

Maybe not.

VANCOUVER — A judge tightened the bail conditions Tuesday of a 59-year-old international art dealer who pleaded guilty last month to 15 sex tourism offences in Colombia, Cambodia and the Philippines.

Crown prosecutor Brendan McCabe was seeking to restrict the bail of sex offender Kenneth Robert Klassen of Burnaby by putting him on the electronic monitoring program and have the judge order the offender to be under virtual house arrest until his sentencing hearing on July 22 and 23.

The Crown, which will seek up to 12 years in prison for Klassen, was concerned the sex offender posed a risk to flee the country before sentencing.

Klassen has been under police surveillance since his guilty May 21.

Klassen had lived in Colombia for about 20 years and returned to Canada in 2002. He was married with three children but now is separated from his wife.

The Crown also raised a concern that Klassen has been seen boarding a ferry to Mayne Island, which is close to the U.S.

Klassen owns property on Mayne Island, which has upset local parents.

Jeff Hopkins, the superintendent of the Gulf Islands school district, said there had been about a dozen inquiries about Klassen from concerned Mayne Island parents.

"It's scary when you're in a small community," he said, adding police have assured the school principal that Klassen is being monitored until his sentencing next month.

He said many parents weren't aware Klassen owned property on Mayne Island until they learned of it online through a Facebook site.

"There is no reason to believe he is likely to flee to the U.S.," defence lawyer Ian Donaldson told B.C. Supreme Court Justice Austin Cullen.

The lawyer also suggested it would be a "Herculean task" for Klassen to attempt to flee to Colombia.

Donaldson, who is opposed to such restrictive bail conditions, pointed out that his client has abided by all his bail conditions since his arrest in 2004.

Klassen's mother lives here, as does his sibling and his children, the defence lawyer added.

The Crown asked Tuesday for Klassen to be confined to his Burnaby home for 21 hours a day, except from noon to 3 p.m. so he could deal with personal matters.

But Donaldson argued that Klassen needed more time to arrange his business and personal affairs before he begins his term of imprisonment.

The judge decided since Klassen recently pleaded guilty to 15 of 35 sex tourism offences, bail should be tightened up.

The judge imposed a daily curfew from 6 p.m. to 6 a.m. each day, increased the bail surety to $125,000 from the previous amount of $50,000, which will be provided by Klassen's mother, and ordered Klassen to report each weekend to Burnaby RCMP and twice a week to his bail supervisor.

The judge, responding to an application of The Vancouver Sun and Province newspapers, also ordered the release to the media of the admissions of fact, which had been filed as an exhibit.

The document first has to be edited to remove and person details such as credit card information and bank account numbers.

David Bercovici, a Burnaby filmmaker who attended Tuesday's proceedings, said he was disappointed that the court allows Klassen to walk free in the community after he pleaded guilty to sex crimes involving girls as young as nine years old.

"He should be in jail. He should not be walking around free," he said. "It doesn't make sense."

Klassen pleaded guilty last Friday to 15 counts, including 14 counts of sexual interference of young girls -- eight in Cambodia and six in Colombia -- under the age of 14.

He also pleaded guilty to importing child pornography by mailing porn to himself from the Philippines.

The offences took place between December 1998 and September 2004.

The investigation of Klassen began at Vancouver International Airport on Aug. 27, 2004, when officers with Canada Border Service Agency identified a suspicious parcel that was labelled "quilts" but was found to contain undeclared DVDs with images of child pornography and bestiality.

The parcel, destined for a home in Burnaby, was monitored by police and was picked up by Klassen, who was then charged with possessing and importing child pornography.

Search warrants were subsequently executed on Klassen's home and a rented Vancouver storage locker, where police seized a video camera and 21 DVDs allegedly containing video clips of Klassen having sex with 92 girls in three countries. The girls were as young as nine.

Police recommended Crown approve charges involving 26 female victims and 39 international crime scenes. The Crown approved 35 charges involving 17 victims.

Up to 20 officers in Canada worked on the investigation, with the behavioural sciences group as the primary investigative unit. The group focuses on deviant sexual behaviour.

It was only the third sex tourism case prosecuted in Canada.

CHICAGO - One day during the Vancouver-Chicago series, Scotty Bowman leaned over a table where a couple of scribes were dining and said, sotto voce: "You know what Toe Blake used to say about the media, don't you?"

We looked up expectantly.

"When you're losing, they can't help you. And when you're winning, you don't need 'em."

And he walked off, with a wink and that ever-present half-smirk. The hero of that evening's game, Chicago's Dustin Byfuglien, was not among the players the Blackhawks — adhering to the letter of the NHL law, going not one inch further than required — produced to be interviewed the following day.

So it was probably not a coincidence, with the Godfather in and out of the Hawks' dressing room these days — perhaps offering the odd bit of counsel to his son Stan, the Chicago GM — that captain Jonathan Toews was conspicuously absent from the available list Saturday.

It didn't necessarily mean anything, except that Toews is the stand-up guy who has been there every day, answering every question, taking on every mini-crisis, all the way through this playoff run. So his absence (no doubt upon advice), while he struggles to find his game against the Flyers, may be a sign of the Hawks' collective sphincter tightening just a bit, as they face the kind of challenge no one has put before them since some early first-round bother with the Nashville Predators.

The Philadelphia Flyers, however, are a whole new level of bother.

Kris Versteeg, the first of the Hawks to appear in the dressing room, groused more than once about "a few shitty bounces, and they end up in our net."

Of course, his right shoulder was the critical body part on the fourth and ultimately decisive Philadelphia goal in Game 4 by winger Ville Leino, whose mis-hit shot struck Versteeg and deflected past Antti Niemi early in the third period of the Flyers' 5-3, series-tying win.

In fact, every one of the goals the Hawks gave up in Game 4 was just a little unlucky — or that's the message they're putting out, though hopefully not swallowing whole.

"Well, in the first period I thought 'generous' would probably be a way of describing all three goals," said Chicago head coach Joel Quenneville. "You can say all four goals against us were uncharacteristic of the type of goals we give up all year. So you look at those isolated incidents and it's a big factor in the way the game is being played and the outcome at the end."

Defenceman Niklas Hjalmarsson's pair of first-period gaffes — having the puck stolen off his stick from behind on Mike Richards's opening goal, then failing to clear a puck that was lying, unmoving, in front of the Chicago net on Matt Carle's 2-0 goal — were bad enough. But the freebie the Hawks donated to Claude Giroux, when he sneaked in behind everybody and stood abandoned at the side of the net awaiting Kimmo Timonen's assist, 51 seconds after the Hawks had scored to climb back within one, was unforgivable.

But making themselves feel better is one thing; believing they are somehow victims of outrageous bad luck is quite another. The fact is, the Hawks were outplayed and outmatched in both games in Philadelphia, and it's starting to look like the ship is listing.

They don't seem to have enough shifts to limit the impact Hall of Fame-bound defenceman Chris Pronger is having on this series, not merely by turning the Hawks' hairy mammoth, Byfuglien, into a quivering mass of jelly but by neutralizing Toews, as well — and just generally irrititating, prodding, pokechecking, half-hooking, half-slashing, half-crosschecking everyone who dares enter his area code.

There's little doubt Pronger is getting away with a variety of misdemeanours. Maybe he has charmed the referees with his rapier-like wit and gap-toothed smile, or maybe he's just doing the crimes with such subtlety, the officials are standing back and admiring his work.

But however they rationalize it, the Hawks have no answer for him, and they need to come up with one in a hurry. That was the idea of splitting up Toews and Patrick Kane for the third period of Friday's game, and it did result in a harder push and more offensive zone time.

But then, the Flyers were playing with the lead — a three-goal lead at the start — and it's dangerous to draw too many conclusions from what happens during prevent-defence time.

Their teammates were quick to defend Kane and Toews, but stats don't lie. The line has a goal (from Kane) and four assists in four games, nothing like the carnage they wreaked upon the Canucks and Sharks.

"It's not only [Kane and Toews] that lost the battle. The whole team lost the battle," said forward Tomas Kopecky. "We all know what we're playing for. I don't think anyone has taken a shift off, but we just have to work even a little harder to get the kind of bounces they got last night."

"They're a part of our team — they're not the whole team." said defenceman Brian Campbell, who has been down this road before, and has no doubt the rolling boulder can be halted, and pushed back in the other direction.

"I know I faced Philly when I played in Buffalo, and we won the first two, they won the next two, and we went on to win in six," he said. "Do they have a bit more momentum than us right now? Sure. And we have home ice advantage. It's a new series."

"If you'd offered us a best-of-three to win the Stanley Cup at the beginning of the year, we'd have taken it," said Andrew Ladd, who returned to the lineup Friday and added some much needed grit.

But if you'd offered them a 2-2 series after Game 2, they probably wouldn't have taken that. It's where they find themselves, though.

Three games or fewer, less than a week, from the end. Uphill all the way

Poland's history is a chronicle of invasions by powerful forces. It's also the story of its people's resilience in fighting for their independence and maintaining their language and culture.

To understand the historical forces that have shaped Poland, two of its cities, Warsaw and Krakow, should be among the traveller's essential stops.

The country's capital, financial hub and largest city, Warsaw has literally risen from the ashes of the Second World War. The Nazis destroyed about 85 per cent of the city in 1944. Today, modern office towers in the financial district contrast sharply with the remnants of Soviet-era architecture and the city's medieval Old Town.

Warsaw's picturesque Old Town market square, lined with burgher houses, originally dated from the 13th century. Painstakingly rebuilt using pre-war paintings and photographs, it is on UNESCO's list of World Heritage Sites as an outstanding example of restoration.

On the eastern side of the square stands the Royal Castle, the residence of Polish royalty from the late 14th century. It was plundered and blown up by the Nazis but was also exactingly restored, a process completed in 1984.

Lazienski Park, Warsaw's largest park in the centre of the city, was the grounds of the summer palace of Stanislaw Poniatowski, the last king of Poland. The palace was completed in 1793, but the king only had two years to enjoy it before he was forced to abdicate. It suffered minor war damage and is now open for guided tours and exhibits of contemporary Polish art. The park includes an ornamental lake, an amphitheatre, and wandering peacocks.

Not everything worth seeing is as beautiful. The Palace of Culture and Science, a famous Warsaw landmark and Poland's tallest building, was a "gift of friendship" from the Soviet Union and completed in 1955. Disliked from the beginning by Warsaw residents, this colossal example of Soviet architecture is still known by its various monikers, including the Russian Wedding Cake and Stalin's Syringe. It's now used as an exhibition centre and office complex.

Warsaw abounds in museums and galleries, notably the Historical Museum of Warsaw in the Old Town that tells the story of the city from its beginnings, and the National Museum with its collection of religious art including the glorious 13th-century triptych depicting the martyrdom of St. Barbara.

A stunning new addition is the Warsaw Uprising Museum, which opened in 2004, the uprising's 60th anniversary. Between August and October 1944, the Polish Home Army (resistance movement) tried unsuccessfully to liberate Warsaw from German occupation in the face of the advancing Soviet army. About 16,000 Polish insurgents were killed and as many as 200,000 civilians died in the fighting and subsequent reprisal attacks. The uprising infuriated Hitler, who ordered the city destroyed.

Housed in a former streetcar power station on the southwestern edge of the former Jewish ghetto, the museum charts the uprising with photos, film footage, artifacts and recorded testimonials of those who survived.

Rahul Manoharan is not in the "no pain, no gain" camp when it comes to fitness. He thinks working out should be fun, so fun that you don’t notice the pain. That is why he teaches a form of Bollywood dancercize called Shiamak’s Bollywood Workout.

It really gets the heart pumping with its high-energy Bollywood music, helping participants lose weight and get fit. But that’s not what people remember.

"The first thing that anybody would look forward to is that it is a fun workout," says Manoharan. "Because you are dancing the whole time, and learning new moves, you do not even feel like you are working out at the same time. One hour goes by like a blink of the eye."

You can check it out on YouTube, where it’s hard not to get caught up in its infectious, happy vibe. Watching it also gives you a sense of how physically demanding it can be, but all you remember after you do it is how much fun you had.

The workout follows the basic tenets of aerobics with a warm-up, followed by cardio, followed by core work and flexibility and, finally, a cool-down. But this is no step class. Every move is dance-oriented, says Manharan, incorporating the sensual Indian moves in a fluid way.

There are the bhumkas, pelvic moves similar to those of a belly dancer; there are jhabkas, shimmy-type moves; and there are nakhras, which are all about attitude. Manoharan says the program also incorporates salsa, hip hop and contemporary moves.

Like other dancersize programs, Bollywood benefits more than just your abs or your cardio strength. It also exercises your brain as you learn the moves and it builds good posture as well, says Manoharan.

"You don’t have to be a dancer to take this class," he says. "Just come and have fun. The dance happens automatically."

Bollywood had come to Vancouver before last year’s Oscars telecast, but when Slumdog Millionaire won best picture, interest in the dance form and workouts took off.

When it started a year ago, four workouts classes were offered in two centres in the Vancouver area. Now, 13 classes in nine recreation centres around the Lower Mainland offer Shiamak’s Bollywood workouts. And other facilities like the Glen Pine Pavillion in Coquitlam and the Renfrew Recreation Centre in Vancouver offer their own version of the form.

“The slaves were not allowed to practise their tribal martial arts because it was seen as dissension,” says Pema Lhalungpa, a current-day practitioner of the art. “So people would gather and disguise these martial arts as a dance.”

In fact, capoeira was illegal in Brazil until the 1930s. As a result, capoeristas did not want to compromise one another, so they gave each other nicknames — a tradition that continues today.

“My nickname is Amazona,” says Ms. Lhalungpa, who was first introduced to capoeira in her undergraduate days at UBC in Vancouver. “I saw a documentary on capoeira on TV and learned that it was offered at the university recreation centre. I fell in love with it completely.”

Having grown up the daughter of a Unicef officer, Ms. Lhalungpa has lived all around the world and appreciates the diversity of cultures.

“I was born in Bangkok, lived in Burma, the Sudan, Laos and Bangladesh, where I graduated high school before applying to Canadian universities,” Ms. Lhalungpa says. “It was amazing growing up that way, because you meet a lot of fantastic people and learn to make a lot of great friends quickly.”

After taking a BA in politics and French literature, she moved to Ottawa, where she worked as a press secretary for two federal cabinet ministers. One of the first things she did when she made the move was find a capoeira group. “I trained as much as I could.”

Last summer, she moved to London, Ont., where she is taking a full-time MBA at the Richard Ivey School of Business. She found a capoeira group through the business school’s Latin American student group and has been helping teach people new to the art.

“Capoeira is a big part of my life,” Ms. Lhalungpa says. “In Vancouver, I would train at least three times a week. You don’t compete but you have what’s called a roda, that typically happens once a week.” In effect, practitioners train capoeira to learn how to play, and a roda is when they play. Everyone stands in a circle and the music and the tone dictate the pace and the flavour of the game.

“The leader of the roda plays the berimbau, an instrument that looks like a bow with one string,” Ms. Lhalungpa says. “There is a big drum and tambourine, as well. The singer or leader will sing a part of the chorus and the crowd in the circle will respond. Everyone claps hands and the idea is you are creating energy for the players. You are singing, playing and creating energy. Playing is a simulated fight.”

Depending on the game, it can be more or less aggressive, slow or fast. It’s a conversation with fight moves. You never know what’s going to happen.

“I train because I love the game and everywhere I go on vacation, the first thing I’ll do is find out if there is a group and if there is an open roda I can participate in,” Ms. Lhalungpa says. Different groups have different styles and focus on different rhythms. To date, she has participated in rodas in New York, Calgary, Vancouver, Ottawa, Montreal and Virginia.

In addition to keeping her in shape, Ms. Lhalungpa appreciates the deliberate yet passionate and unpredictable nature of capoeira.

“There is so much energy. You are intensely focused on the person you are playing with. It is incredibly exciting. And it’s a fantastic outlet for my pent-up energy and emotion.”

At the same time, it has also brought discipline and patience to other areas of her life.

“A lot of the moves in capoeira are very slow, graceful and they push your body in ways you never thought your body could twist or turn. But it takes a long time to learn. It might be just moving your elbow an inch and all of a sudden you are doing it. It’s fascinating and so gratifying when you get it. That has translated into my everyday life and has become part of my thinking pattern. Instead of just reacting to a situation, I look for different ways to do things.”

At this stage, Ms. Lhalungpa cannot imagine her life without capoeira.

“This is something I want my kids to do. It is engaging, exciting and it challenges me. It’s the way I enjoy expressing my energy and who I am in an environment that encourages expression.”

Jane Lynch tied the knot this week, and despite what her gym-coach character on the TV show Glee might have preferred, there were no Adidas tracksuits in sight.

The star wed psychiatrist Dr. Lara Embry on Monday night, reports People, with the ceremony held at the Blue Heron restaurant in Sunderland, Mass. The exchange of vows was an intimate affair, attended by only 20 or so people, and none of them was a big, Hollywood name.

"There were no celebrities or recognizable faces there," said Deborah Snow, co-owner of the Blue Heron. "Lara's daughter was there, along with close, close friends of the couple. It was small, warm, intimate and very sweet. You could feel the love and friendship amongst the group."

Lynch, 49, donned a cream blouse and black slacks, while Embry wore a white top with a long, black skirt. At the reception, the happy couple danced as a jazz band played until about 10 p.m.

The new spouses got engaged in November 2009, and earlier this year, Lynch gushed about her bride-to-be.

"It's just the greatest thrill in the world to find somebody that you want to be with every day," she told People.

Starring: Sarah Polley, Adrien Brody, Brandon McGibbon, David Hewlett

Directed by: Vincenzo Natali

Advisory: sexually suggestive scenes

Running time: 105 minutes

Rating: Four stars out of five

VANCOUVER — When you feel your fingers spreading over the flesh of your face in a primal attempt to hide what's staring you in the eyeball, you know the movie is working some subconscious kind of magic.

When you grow absolutely giddy from the suspense because you just can't take it anymore, you know the plot has pierced the skin. And when you hear yourself gasp from the shock of seeing an image pushed to the precipice of taboo, you know someone just knocked you off your reality rocking chair with a hip check.

Splice delivers all these sensations — and more — making it the standout movie of the season so far, but also an illustration of the power of great writing and some creative execution.

Such ebullient praise for a horror movie may seem critically out of touch, but horror seems to be the last bastion of genuine creativity in Hollywood, because people take it at face value.

They see crazy-eyed monsters instead of the deep, dark heart of humanity, but Canadian director Vincenzo Natali (Cube) doesn't give his audience any room for avoidance. The underlying messages in Splice come through in garish Technicolor, as we watch a good-looking pair of geneticists get themselves into a sticky situation.

Clive (Adrien Brody) and Elsa (Sarah Polley) are two star employees at a biotech company where they are developing enzymes to be used in the food and livestock industry. They are creating the enzymes with the aid of two spliced creatures they name Fred and Ginger.

These nods to Hollywood are no accident: Natali and his co-writers, Antoinette Terry Bryant and Doug Taylor, are well-versed in Tinseltown convention, and they're constantly using it as a tool to either exaggerate or pay homage to the landmarks of the genre.

Frankenstein, after all, was one of the very first feature films ever created, and remains a classic for its esthetic purity, but also because of its timeless message about what happens when you tinker with the natural laws of life and death.

For Clive and Elsa, the "natural" law has become entirely redundant. So adept at switching and fooling the inherent codes double-laced within our skins, the couple has assumed an almost omnipotent stance.

Hubris is just around the corner, but Natali keeps us on the hook until all the pieces are perfectly lined up, so that once the first domino of DNA falls, everything that follows feels completely inevitable.

That's part of what makes this emotional journey so intense: Everything feels undeniable.

Whether it's the idea that Clive and Elsa create a mutant baby that affirms their genius as it destroys their relationship, or the creepy profit motive that underlines the whole narrative structure, Natali finds all the right footholds to keep us on a believable journey.

What makes Splice extra-special is the way it moves forward with an affinity for the absurd, instead of a desire to truly gross us out. In other words, this movie is frequently very funny.

Even at the very apex of the climax, as Clive and Elsa face down their own creation that has now outgrown their primitive attempts at control, we have to laugh as we recoil, because Clive and Elsa recognize they've become the victims of their own joke on Mother Nature.

The self-awareness on the part of the players ensures we're spared the direct burden of responsibility, and as a result, we're given the necessary space to breathe, recalibrate and distance through derision.

It's a remarkable success, both emotionally and narratively, but also stylistically. Splice is not a big-budget movie, but it has heft on screen. Shot in eerie blues and greys, the movie sets up a sterile slab of a science to work on, then splashes on sanguineous reds and baby pinks as it presents a new, and potentially threatening, form of life.

The central special effect — the mutant baby — is easily the most compelling piece of computer-generated imagery you will see this year, and because human actors are behind much of the motion and facial expression, we can actually relate to the character in quasi-human terms.

It all makes for a highly confusing and frequently harrowing experience, but because the filmmakers are so confident in the material, all the viewer really has to do is sit back and watch — even if it's from behind the splayed fingers of a terrified mind.