Casey is on trial under criminal allegations that she engaged in fraudulent behavior at the company she manages. She is worried when the plaintiff alleges that it has "unambiguous proof" that Casey is guilty. Which of the following is most likely true? a. The plaintiff will most likely prove Casey is guilty, since criminal charges only need to meet a prima facie burden of proof.
b. Casey need not worry about the plaintiff's evidence, since parties tend to boast about the level of proof they can establish anyway.
c. If the plaintiff does have unambiguous evidence that meets a "clear and convincing" burden of proof, Casey will most likely be found guilty.
d. If the plaintiff provides proof only up to the level of "clear and convincing," Casey can still be acquitted.

What makes the just-world hypothesis psychologically appealing to the average person? a. many people develop skewed perceptions based on their worst experiences with the poor, which makes it hard for them to see things objectively. b. it is supported by a wealth of empirical data. c. most people’s everyday experiences teach them that society tends to distribute rewards and punishments fairly. d. most people have a strong need to believe that the world is orderly, predictable, and fair.

What is the main subject of this map? a. world war i in europe b. nazi aggression in europe c. world war ii in europe d. europe during the cold war

Consider the speakers in "the raven" and the speaker in "the song of wandering aengus." write two paragraphs to compare and contrast the voice in these two poems. how does the poet give the speaker in each poem a distinctive voice? what effect does this voice have in each poem? use examples from each poem to as evidence for your answer "the raven"once upon a midnight dreary, while i pondered, weak and weary, over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—while i nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, as of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.“‘tis some visitor,” i muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—only this and nothing more.”ah, distinctly i remember it was in the bleak december, and each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. eagerly i wished the morrow; —vainly i had sought to borrowfrom my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow for the lost lenore—for the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name lenore—nameless here for evermore. and the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtainthrilled me—filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; so that now, to still the beating of my heart, i stood repeating“‘tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door—some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; this it is and nothing more.”"the song of wandering aengus." i went out to the hazel wood, because a fire was in my head, and cut and peeled a hazel wand, and hooked a berry to a thread; and when white moths were on the wing, and moth-like stars were flickering out, i dropped the berry in a streamand caught a little silver trout. when i had laid it on the floori went to blow the fire aflame, but something rustled on the floor, and some one called me by my name: it had become a glimmering girlwith apple blossom in her hairwho called me by my name and ranand faded through the brightening air. plz hurry