"O Canada," the national anthem of our neighbors up north, comes in two official versions — English and French. They share a melody, but differ in meaning.

Let the record show: neither version of those lyrics contains the phrase "all lives matter."

But at the 2016 All-Star Game, the song got an unexpected edit.

At Petco Park in San Diego, one member of the Canadian singing group The Tenors — by himself, according to the other members of the group — revised the anthem.

School's out, and a lot of parents are getting through the long summer days with extra helpings of digital devices.

How should we feel about that?

Police in Baton Rouge say they have arrested three people who stole guns with the goal of killing police officers. They are still looking for a fourth suspect in the alleged plot, NPR's Greg Allen reports.

"Police say the thefts were at a Baton Rouge pawn shop early Saturday morning," Greg says. "One person was arrested at the scene. Since then, two others have been arrested and six of the eight stolen handguns have been recovered. Police are still looking for one other man."

A 13-year-old boy is among those arrested, Greg says.

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After an international tribunal invalidated Beijing's claims to the South China Sea, Chinese authorities have declared in no uncertain terms that they will be ignoring the ruling.

The Philippines brought the case to the Permanent Court of Arbitration in The Hague, objecting to China's claims to maritime rights in the disputed waters. The tribunal agreed that China had no legal authority to claim the waters and was infringing on the sovereign rights of the Philippines.

Donald Trump is firing back at Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg after she disparaged him in several media interviews. He tweeted late Tuesday that she "has embarrassed all" with her "very dumb political statements" about the candidate. Trump ended his tweet with "Her mind is shot - resign!":

Donald Trump wrapped up his public tryout of potential vice presidential candidates in Indiana Tuesday night with Gov. Mike Pence giving the final audition.

The Indiana governor's stock as Trump's possible running mate is believed to be on the rise, with New Jersey Gov. Chris Christie and former House Speaker Newt Gingrich also atop the list. Sources tell NPR the presumptive GOP presidential nominee is close to making a decision, which he's widely expected to announce by Friday.

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The unassuming hero of Jonas Karlsson's clever, Kafkaesque parable is the opposite of a malcontent. Despite scant education, a limited social life, and no prospects for success as it is usually defined, he's that rarity, a most happy fella with an amazing ability to content himself with very little. But one day, returning to his barebones flat from his dead-end, part-time job at a video store, he finds an astronomical bill from an entity called W.R.D. He assumes it's a scam. Actually, it is more sinister-- and it forces him to take a good hard look at his life and values.

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Hank Williams Takes A Back Seat In 'The Last Ride'

Jun 21, 2012

The Last Ride recounts the final days of country-music legend Hank Williams, but it's strangely short on actual information about the singer. We only sparingly hear snippets of his music on the radio, and we learn almost nothing of his past. In fact, no one ever refers to the man by his proper name.

It's an odd approach to a true-ish story about one of the most influential musicians of all time, a man who's still a big enough draw to receive prime soundtrack placement on this year's Moonrise Kingdom. The music biopic is a genre notorious for bombastic cradle-to-grave immortalization. But The Last Ride bets its stake on the perspective of someone who drifts only briefly into Williams' story — a kid who doesn't listen to music, doesn't own a radio and has no clue who this drunk is.

Silas (Jesse James) is a shy, unmotivated mechanic hired on a whim in 1952 to chauffeur "Mr. Wells" — the star's actual, real-life traveling pseudonym — in his fancy Cadillac from Montgomery, Ala., to New Year's gigs in West Virginia and Ohio. Williams/Wells is played, head lolling, by Henry Thomas, who once took a somewhat more exotic back-seat ride as Elliott in E.T.: The Extra-Terrestrial.

We know Wells won't get out of this world alive: He's only 29, but talks like an old, weary man. He also coughs a lot; in movie language, this guy is obviously doomed, even if history hadn't already dictated his imminent demise from heart failure.

But what actually happened to him on that journey? Not a whole lot, apparently. He drinks, meets with various "doctors," drinks, gets into a bar fight and drinks some more. When he pulls his head up enough to reflect on hinted-at bygone poor career choices, he's a down-home Nietzsche: "Not a damn bit of it matters for nothin'."

None of this is a bad thing, necessarily. It may lack in information, but the script, by Howard Klausner and Dub Cornett, is often impressively subtle, as in a moment where Wells gazes broodingly at a couple of young boys drinking and smoking on the side of the road, about to begin their own needlessly painful life of vice.

Director Harry Thomason takes a bite-size rather than life-size approach, with long takes centered on the singer's face. There are suggestions of Gus Van Sant's minimalist almost-Kurt-Cobain chronicle Last Days. But the filmmakers shift their story from stately void-gazing toward more pedestrian themes about sticking up for yourself.

Wells, you see, eventually reveals his inner schoolyard bully, barking at Silas to drive recklessly and take undue risks — so the film's central dilemma becomes whether Silas will learn how to stand up to that mean ol' drunk in the back seat. When Silas gains a late-game love interest (Kaley Cuoco from CBS's The Big Bang Theory), even their courtship seems like an artificial device, as though the film will do anything to avoid dwelling on Wells himself for too long.

One would be forgiven for thinking that such tiptoeing might be deliberate, perhaps the result of a legal dispute, but that's not the case here: The Williams estate was fully behind the project, and there were no rights issues with his likeness or songs. The decision to preserve him in celluloid as an anonymous, whiskey-swilling fatalist who fades into the background of his own final days was a purely creative one.

Was it the right call? As with Mr. Wells' Cadillac, your mileage may vary. But it means the film can't really function as a proper meditation on its subject — because he's not really its subject.

The Last Ride concludes with Johnny Cash singing "The Night Hank Williams Came To Town" over the end credits, a music selection that's so perfect it actually hurts the film. Cash's classic paints a broad and enticing picture of the sheer scope of his idol's onetime influence — "A thousand people sweltered in the gym / Then I heard someone whisper, 'Hey, that's him.' " He's singing about a man with a pen and a voice capable of enthralling millions.

Hearing that at the end of this movie, we think: Must've been a different Hank Williams.

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