Motherwell is rendered also as Tobar Na Màthar.
He asks God, "How famous will I be?" He also renders the mundanity of caring for his brother, the tedium and the indignity.
He also renders explicit the unappreciated legacy which the blues has passed on to hip hop as the contemporary voice of the urban ghetto.
He also renders, or channels, a number of other voices, including those of Sarah's father, who is a Holocaust survivor, Albert Einstein, Ludwig Wittgenstein and something called the Midrash Jazz Quartet, which offers detailed exegeses of pop standards, at one point in the voice of Frank Sinatra.
When Baron Pierre de Coubertin inaugurated the modern Olympic Games in Athens in 1896, he also rendered them mathematical.
He also rendered the Giadinh Bao, the official colonial journal, into Quoc-ngu.
He also rendered an opinion which, as far as I recall, was to the effect -- I do not remember the wording -- that the right to exercise self-determination, immediate self-determination, should not be denied the Sudetenland.
He has also rendered consulting services for governments, international institutions, industrial associations, and utilities in over 25 countries.
He has also rendered Cyrano de Bergerac (1992) and Racine's Phaedra (2000) into lapel-grabbing Glaswegian.
But by calling the vote, he has also rendered a massive service, reminding everyone of the gaping hole at the heart of the EU: its lack of genuine popular legitimacy.
Render also got some valuable early support and credibility when he, early in the IoD's history, sent an apparently drunken email to Pornhub after learning about their (iffy) charitable ventures, asking if they might want to support his work.
