Descriptive Essay On The Shore

In the realist film, On The Waterfront, Elia Kazan offers the audience an exploration of what it means to value individual conscience in the pursuit of justice. Set across from New York City, Kazan's tense expose of organised corruption in the 1950's follows the protagonist, Terry Malloy, as he struggles to choose between his loyalties in a world filled with dishonesty and trepidation. Although it may seem that many of the characters are bound to silence by fear and corruption, Kazan implies that a strong moral presence can motivate others to help their community by exposing 'the facts' to 'the public'. Kazan suggests that poverty and corruption can lead people to live in fear of those in power, as well as how people may feel obliged to be loyal to those have helped them in the past. In addition to this, Kazan conveys that a strong moral voice can be enough to catalyse change in a community.

The subject of this paper is Kazan’s testimony against the communist and how it is related to one of the greatest themes in the movie “On the Waterfront”. The theme has to do with Terry Molloy breaking the “Deaf and Dumb” rule which states that nobody should talk about anything that happened in the docks. The theme also has to do with the main character Terry Molloy testifying against Johnny Friendly. Was he right to testify. Was Kazan justified in testifying before the HUAC and how did he justify his testimony? How do the acts of these men compare.

A popular summer destination for many, the free parking and great deals in the area are quite a draw. A small, but good boardwalk (at times will have art fairs) and a great atmosphere make Long Beach the summer beach destination of choice. Atlantic Ocean; Hours: Daily 9am - 6pm; Beach Pass: $6; FYI: The LIRR has a package deal with a round-trip train ticket and beach pass for $12.

The beach is the principal attraction, but there is other amazing things to do, for example: aquatic sports: you can practice snorkel, diving, windsurf, fishing, yacht excursions, bananas and jetski.

As word spread, this rare Atlantic coast resort open to African Americans, soon attracted guest from as far Georgia and New York on the summer weekends. By the year 1925 this summer vacation destination grew to include the now seventy room Bayshore Hotel, a pavilion, amusement park, and boardwalk along its 275 ft. waterfront. By the 1930’s, Bay Shore Beach and Resort, as it was

Virginia Beach focuses in on demographic and behavioral segmentation to appeal to potential tourists (pg. 89). They think of age ranges and what is going on in that time of your life and create advertisements to appeal to you. They call this “what each group lives for” (pg. 89) Since Virginia Beach focuses in on each demographic by age group they should also focus in on income. Singles without children may be willing to spend more. They could advertise beach front hotel rooms or hotel rooms with a view on the “LIVEFORTHECRUISE.COM” page (pg.90). For the families with children they could advertise family friendly activities on kids television networks like Disney, Nickelodeon, and PBS. This would capture the child’s attention and have them

When considering going to a beach for a vacation, you don’t need to travel all the way to Florida, North Carolina, or the West Coast. Many people overlook that New Jersey has many different types of beaches to explore. Your mind might instantly jump to Wildwood or Ocean City when thinking of New Jersey beaches, because they are the most popular. And though these types of beaches are usually entertaining, they can get tiresome with their loud noises, often crowded beaches, and city atmosphere. Every once-in-a-while, it’s good to seek out a more relaxing vacation experience. Luckily, New Jersey also offers one such vacation spot. To ensure you have the best beach experience, you must consider

“Whoever is last to the beach is getting thrown in the water” my sister hollered as the cab door opened.  My friends and I all glanced at each other and sprinted out of the car because the last thing we wanted to do is get wet and stay like that for the next 5 hours or so of the day.  Even before my feet touched the sand, I can see the tan coarse blanket that runs along the silky blue ocean.  With every breath that I inhale, I smell the salt and as I get close and closer to the beach I feel the warm breeze.  As soon as I touched the sand, my feet sank in it, and all the little grains of sand went through my toes, forming a perfect mold. With every step I took, I also felt something sharp poking my bare feet.  When I looked down I saw a spiral, miniature seashell that was pointing its rough edges to the surface of the sand.  The closer I looked, I saw more clusters of tiny seashells, all different types of shapes and vibrant colors. I tip toed forward to the ocean and picked up some of the seashells along the way.  They felt rough like sand paper from one side, but silky smooth from the

Have you ever been hunting, fishing, or crabbing? Although these activities are really fun to do, it has a major effect on the Eastern Shore. Hunting, fishing, and crabbing have a major impact on the Eastern Shore. They provide entertainment, food, and bonding time with your family.

Since at least the early 1960's people wanting a clothes-optional area with privacy and seclusion, found this beach perfect. With easy parking and a short walk to the beach, gays and straights alike, shed their

The north shore of Oahu is beautiful, to say the least. Here you will find awesome waves, tranquil waterfalls, abundance of sea turtles, and miles of white sand beaches. The north shore is also home to world famous surf breaks like the Banzai Pipeline and Sunset Beach.

Much, if not most, of my writing has been about the Seacoast. I am a place person, and I feel deeply connected to this place, both in its present and in its rich history. I moved to the area when I transferred into UNH at the age of twenty. Since then I have only relocated to spend three years in Europe. I chose to remain not because I have family or roots here (I don’t) but because I love this place. I raised two children here as a single mother, and now work for the public school system. When my children were little I did volunteer work or flex time work. That included writing a column for The Portsmouth Herald for ten years, delivering Meals on Wheels to local shut-ins, and serving on many boards including the PPLP, the Seacoast Writer’s Association, WSCA Portsmouth Community Radio (where I did a show with Terry Farish for a few years), and Jazzmouth, the Seacoast Jazz and Poetry festival,

I took a spin around the oval parking area, finding it to be as crowded as I had expected with all fifty spots filled. The island portion of Sunset Beach has one of the best and most accessible beaches in North Carolina—it’s one of the few that face south--and it has the best of facilities, too with several showers on the boardwalk and real toilets nearby. Finishing the loop I realized that I had two choices—find a spot to park up the road as far as three or four blocks away or go next door to the fishing pier and pay to park. I chose to pay. I could afford it.

ABZÛ is a adventurous underwater world. Each iconic area has their own beauty in their own specific way. it brings out the players inner drive for beauty. The player will discover a hidden world in the deep ocean, and ancient artifacts in the dark abyss. The story of ABZÛ has been passed around cultures. “The name is a combination of two ancient words AB, meaning ocean, and ZÛ, meaning to know. ABZÛ means the ocean of wisdom.” (IGN)

The comforting white clouds stretched and darkened swirling themselves into a silvery metallic vortex. Majestic and alive a giant eye looked down upon me, with a menacing gleam, like it wanted to toy with me then changed its mind due to the mere insignificance within its domain, and more important business for itself. My tiny body amid this vast, strange universe, staring at the gunmetal clouds, overcome with motion sickness that I had never experienced before. Otherworldly, the impossible spinning waves tunneled through my cells, and with it this time – the smell of death. It slammed me like a copper truck creating a hole to dump its load of rotten eggs, human waste, cheap perfume, and rotting meat that my cells felt they exploded from the inside out. It ignited a force of nausea in me so intense my head jerked, and I blew out blood, vomit, and a silvery black ooze into my regulator. I kept purging the exhaust valve of excess blood, vomit, and liquid metal. The distinct smell of death became a taste I couldn’t expel. An unholy taste of metallic death. The different spinning double waves pummeled through me shattering my core by its opposing directions.