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Bir Aile, Bir Dönem, Bir Sanat Yolculuğu: Şakir Paşa Ailesi ve Fahrünnisa Zeyd

Hour 2 of Chris and Amy's show includes visits with Scott Jagow and CITY's Academy Director Dale Schilly, plus Did you see this?

Yeni bölümümde sizi “Vatikan'dan Hogwarts'a” uzanan ilham dolu, samimi ve büyülü bir yolculuğa çıkarıyorum.Bu bölümde neler mi var?– Podcast kanallarımda son durumlar, yeni projeler ve kutlanacak bir doğum günü!– Mutfağımdaki son gelişmeler: New York Cheesecake ve siyez unlu ekmek denemelerim.– Sabah yürüyüşleri, doğanın kokusu ve günlük ritüellerimin hayatıma kattığı huzur.– İlham aldığım liderlerden Papa Francis'e özel bir bölüm: Küçük bir çocuğun mektubu ve Papa'nın dokunaklı cevabı.– Ve son olarak: Harry Potter ve Zümrüt'ü Anka Yoldaşlığı kitabının detaylı bir özeti!Birlik, anlam arayışı ve karanlığa karşı dayanışmanın gücünü birlikte keşfediyoruz.Fairy Tales by Ra#PodcastByRa#RaInWonderland#VatikanHogwartsPodcast#GünlükRitüeller#HarryPotterÖzeti#ZümrütüAnkaYoldaşlığı#PapaFrancis#NewYorkCheesecake#SiyezEkmeği#SabahYürüyüşü#AnlamArayışı#DayanışmaGücü#İlhamVericiPodcast#FelsefeVeFantastik#KitaplıPodcast#HayataDairNotlar#PodcastÖnerisi#SpotifyPodcast#PodcastTürkiye

Attracting birds to your home brings your home garden alive, providing habitat for our feathered friends and a dynamic, vibrant environment full of colour and song. 

Çavuşesku'nun Termometresi'nin yeni bölümünde Melis Konakçı moderatörlüğünde, İlkan Dalkuç ve Burak Bilgehan Özpek; İBB'ye 2. dalga operasyonları, Özgür Özel'in parlamenter sistem açıklamasını ve Bahçeli'nin adı konulmayan sürecinin son durumunu değerlendiriyorlar.Bizi Patreon'dan Destekleyin

Yurt içi ve yurt dışı programlarıma MTO'muzun asistanlarından talebe kardeşlerimi yanıma alıyorum. İki. Üç. Dört, beş… kardeşimizle yol alıyoruz. Onlar için de çok güzel bir tecrübe oluyor bu yolculuklar… MTO merkez yönetimimizde 50 civarında, Türkiye ve dünya çapında 350 civarında yönetici ve asistan kardeşimiz var.

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T24 yazarı Prof. Dr. Ayşe Naz Bulamur ile T24 editörü Hazal Sipahi'nin dizi ve film gibi yapımları tartıştığı Ekran Aşkına'nın bu bölümünde, kadın cinayetlerini konu alan Mezarlık dizisi mercek altında.Başkomiser Önem, kadın cinayetlerine odaklanan özel bir birimin başına geçer. Her bölümde farklı bir kadın cinayetini çözerken, hem erkek egemen adalet sistemine hem de polis teşkilatının iç dinamiklerine karşı mücadele eder.Kadınların öldürüldüğü bir dünyada, adaleti kim temsil ediyor?Dizi erkek egemen düzenle hesaplaşıyor mu, yoksa onu temize mi çekiyor?Kadın karakterlerin öfkesi ve gücü gerçekten alan bulabiliyor mu?Mezarlık, sistemin kendisini ne kadar sorguluyor?Video

Ramazan'ın son yedi orucundayız. Bu oruçlar hem Kur'ân'ın inzal edildiği Kadir Gecesi'ni arayacağımız birer kandil hem de bayrama çıkan yoldaki son menzilimiz olmaları bakımından, zaten müminler için şehr tahtında nuranî bir bağış olan Ramazan'da nur üstüne nur gibidir. Karabatak dergisi, yeni sayısında (79; Mart-Nisan 2025) bu nuru Ramazan ve Edebiyat adlı dosyasında yer alan şiir ve yazılarla okurlarına taşımış ve bu taşıma İbn Arabî'nin “Her yazar, seçiminde zorunlu olsa bile, kendi seçimine göre veya özellikle kendisini teşvik eden ve yönlendiren bilginin etkisi altında yazar.” sözüne muvafık olarak, Ramazaniyelerden şiirlere, şehirlerden ülkelere, psikolojiden sosyolojiye doğru açılan bir bilgi şenliğine dönüşmüş.

Irak 2025'te kritik bir yol ayrımında ve ülkenin geleceği birçok bilinmeyeni barındırıyor. ABD'nin çekilmesi, Irak hükümeti için hem bir bağımsızlık fırsatı hem de büyük bir güvenlik açığı anlamına geliyor.Yazan: Dr. Bilgay DumanSeslendiren: Halil İbrahim Ciğer

Trump'ın ikinci dönemi, dünya siyasetini derinden etkileyecek gelişmelere gebe. Henüz çok kısa bir süre geçmesine rağmen, İsrail'e yönelik koşulsuz desteğin sürdürülüyor oluşu, Rusya ile yakınlaşma ve Avrupa'nın NATO kartı üzerinden tehdit edilmesi gibi olaylar, sadece muhataplar açısından değil küre siyasetine etkileri üzerinden de birtakım tartışmaları beraberinde getiriyor. Küre ölçeğindeki krizlerin yanı sıra Trump'ın içeride attığı adımlar da büyük bir tartışma zemini teşkil etmekte ve hemen her adım yeni bir belirsizlik ortamı yaratmaktadır. ABD'nin dış yardımlarını organize eden ve farklı ülkelere yaptıkları desteklerle ülke siyasetlerine etki eden USAID'in kapatılması ile başlayan tartışmalar, medya ayağına sirayet etmiş gözüküyor. USAID ile kısmen tartışmaya açılan ve New York Times gibi yayın organları ile gündeme gelen finansal destekler, Biden döneminde neden ve hangi motivasyonlarla medyaya yardım yapıldığı tartışmalarına neden olmuştur.

Hakikatte ABD, sistem dışı bir aktör olmaya mı karar verdi yoksa sistem karşıtlığına mı soyundu? Batı merkezli sistem ABD öncülüğünde kurulmuştu, dolayısıyla Amerikalıların bu sistemin temel kurumlarına muhalefet ettiğini düşünmek abesle iştigaldir. ABD, mevcut sistemi kendisi açısından ayak bağı olarak görmektedir. Amerikalılar özellikle küresel sistemin kurumlarını belirli bir fikirden, örneğin Batı medeniyeti eksenli ideolojik yaklaşımlardan hareketle eleştiriye tabi tutmuyor. ABD üniversitelerinde, basınında veya diğer entelektüel mahfillerinde belirli bir temelden hareketle muhalif bir söylem geliştirilerek küresel sistemin eleştirildiğini söylememiz mümkün değil. Böyle bir eleştiri olmadığı gibi her gün aksi yöndeki gelişmeler neredeyse bütün dünyayı şaşırtacak düzeylere ulaşıyor. Bu durum Avrupa ülkeleri için de geçerlidir. Ukrayna Savaşı başladıktan sonra Dostoyevski ve Tolstoy'un kitaplarına yasak koyan Avrupalıların, Batı merkezli sisteme muhalif bir söylemle karşı çıktıklarını söyleyemeyiz. Onlar da sistemin dışına çıkmayı tercih ediyor. Avrupalıların sistem dışına çıkışı özellikle Filistin ve Gazze meselesi yeniden gündeme geldiğinde çok daha şaşırtıcı bir hâl aldı.

Hatip: Kemal Ergün (IGMG Genel Başkanı) Almanya, Köln – IGMG Genel Merkez Hutbe metnini okumak için linke tıklayabilirsiniz: igmg.org/hutbe

Teröre finansman sağlandığı suçlamasıyla Ataşehir, Maltepe, Şişli ve Sarıyer belediyelerine yönelik düzenlenen operasyonda 34 kişi gözaltına alındı. Trump, Kanada'ya misilleme olarak çelik ve alüminyuma %25 ek tarife getirdi. Bu bölüm Sanofi hakkında reklam içermektedir. KAGİDER ve Sanofi Türkiye, Birleşmiş Milletler (BM) 69. Kadının Statüsü Komisyonu (CSW69) kapsamında New York'ta “Sürdürülebilir Bir Dünya İçin Geleceğin Kadın Liderleri” başlıklı bir yan etkinlik düzenledi. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Suriye'de Lazkiye ve çevresinde Alevi sivilleri hedef alan saldırılarda yüzlerce kişi hayatını kaybetti. Kadınlar, 8 Mart'ta Türkiye genelinde meydanları doldurdu. Bu bölüm Türkiye İş Bankası hakkında reklam içermektedir. İş Bankası'nın ev sahipliğinde üçüncü kez düzenlenen “Daha Eşitlikçi Bir Dünya” etkinliğinde iş, girişimcilik ve spor dünyasının önde gelen kadın temsilcileri ilham veren deneyimlerini paylaştı, eşitliğin önemi ve kadınların toplumsal dönüşümdeki rolü ele alındı. Ayrıntılı bilgiye buradan ulaşabilirsiniz. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Fransızların etkili haftalık haber yorum dergisi Le Point, “Yeni Dünya Düzeni” başlıklı bir kapak yayınladı. Kapakta ABD Başkanı Trump, Rusya Devlet Başkanı Putin, Çin Devlet Başkanı Xi JinPing ve Türkiye Devlet Başkanı Erdoğan vardı.

Bir çocuk düşünün. Babasının armağan ettiği bir pusulayla başlayan macerası, ışık hızında düşünce deneylerine, özel göreliliğe ve kütle çekim teorisine kadar uzanmıştı.Tüm bu hikayenin sonunda, Her Şeyin Teorisi'ni yazabilmek için uğraştı durdu.Hiçbir Şey Tesadüf Değil'de beklediğimiz zaman geldi. Mart ayında yayınlayacağımız bölümleri çok özel bir isim için rezerve ediyoruz. Dört bölüm boyunca bilim tarihine yön veren o ismin, Albert Einstein'ın hikayesine odaklanıyoruz. Bu yolculuğun ilk durağındaysa onun çocukluk ve gençlik yıllarına tanık oluyoruz..------- Podbee Sunar -------See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Almanya sandık başına gitti. Hristiyan Birlik (CDU/CSU) partileri yüzde 28,6 ile genel seçimi önde tamamladı. Peki, bu sonuçlar sadece Almanya'yı mı ilgilendiriyor yoksa Avrupa siyasetinde yeni bir dönemin habercisi mi? Anadolu Ajansı Muhabiri Cüneyt Karadağ ile konuştuk.

A Time WarpBy FinalStand. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.What follows is a diversion from the central storyline, but it is crucial to understanding why certain members of the supporting cast are behaving the way they are.808 BCE near Halab in what is today's Northern Syria:For me, Cael Nyilas, it was a return to last night's horrifying scene that engulfed me. The screams of dying horses and moribund men crying the pantheon of life's final regrets. Blood, piss, voided bowels and the stench of comingled sweat and leather filled my nostrils. The true cacophony of battle was all about. The battle shock faded into an innocuous background distraction.In my heart of hearts, I felt at ease, even content. We were cut off and surrounded yet hardly hopeless. Men, my brothers-in-arms and the younger noble sons of Assur and Nineveh combined to put a press of shields, armor and flesh encircling us. Those 'pampered' aristocrats stank with fear and well they should. Death was still possible before their relief arrived.I hurt, Shara (my deity?), I was wounded, but it meant nothing. I laughed; a primitive version of 'atheists and foxholes' passing through my mind. This body had lived through much worse. The closest man, her deceased husband's cousin, and I lifted the shattered wooden chariot off the person our circle was centered on. My arm was extended to her.She was glorious, fierce and half-drunk with battle lust. I could feel her talon-like fingers through the leather and 'parzillu' scales guarding my bicep. She half jumped and was half pulled to her feet. Her kinsman presented her 'misplaced' sword, hilt first. In her eyes, I saw the burning intensity of the Shamash (Sun God, consort of Aya?) at the height of the Burning Season.Her martial mirth exceeded any other noise as it passed her lips."You took your time getting here," Shammuramat taunted me, not a true reproach. "I was so bored, I decide to take a nap in the shade of my conveniently overturned chariot." She defied all fortunes that conspired toward her demise; her own breed of madness."You looked so peaceful in your sleep, I didn't want to wake you," I bantered back. Her 'kinsman' scowled at my familiarity with his monarch. My champions, more like brothers to me than any kin born of my blood, had carved a gory swath to her stranded bodyguard. Mounted on Median steeds, we had pressed back the entourages of two Aramean kings bent on her violent passing.A barricade of overturned, or unattended chariots gave us space to dismount and perform our very visible rescue mission. All the pieces were right where she wanted them; everything unfolding according to her plan. Focus the enemy in the center with her person and the banner of Assur while the rest of her chariots and all of her cavalry swept through an unguarded wadi and fell upon them from behind.Brilliant. Somewhat less brilliant when faced with the desperate energy of our enemies, but her victory was already a certainty. The allied Western Kings were sure my command was attempting to snatch the Queen back to the safety of her infantry. Those hardy, foot-bound souls were still holding their own against the greater mass of the enemy footmen.The children of rebellious nobles bent every bit of their remaining energy, squandered their last reserves to ensure Shammuramat didn't escape. If the positons were reversed, they would have eagerly abandoned their troops and sought safety to the rear. The idea of Shammuramat being overwrought with terror was absurd.Our opponents' bellows for our blood turned into wails of despair. The charging, plumaged steeds of Assyria had appeared behind them. Our enemies had nothing left to slow the new arrivals down, much less stop them. For those who dared defy Shammuramat, Queen of all the Akkadians, the slaughter was just beginning."Come 'Alal' (that was me); I promised 'Atarshumki' I would kick his head over his own city walls before sunset and I always keep my promises," she shoved one of my horse-holders aside and took one of my steeds. 'Alal' was not the name my father gave me. It meant destroyer and it was blasphemy to lay claim to it."Killing kings will cost you extra," was my impious response.Assyrians nobility barely tolerated mercenaries most of the time. My men and I didn't care. I hadn't taken up the killing business to make friends and my troops felt the same way. What mattered to us was that their coin was good and delivered on time. That was a good thing because whores and merchants were loath to advance 'our kind' anything on credit."I'll meet you half way," she grinned manically at me while my fighters and I raced for our mounts. (Saving the junior nobility wasn't what she were paying us for.) "I'll let you take any prince you capture as a hostage." I nodded. My men cheered hungrily, despite the choking dust. As long as I didn't get too greedy, the Kings would pay for their sons. Now we had to capture the bastards."Tūbātu," I reminded them. 'Goodwill'. It was a polite way of saying 'stop your chariot, rest your arms and your mother won't have to come begging for your corpse'. It was best to let opposing nobility keep their dignity in our business. Today's enemy might be tomorrow's paymaster.I blinked and things changed.Planting followed harvest and harvest followed planting. It had long ago become a blur. Shammuramat had grown older. Her first son became king when he was of age. I had long exceeded my welcome and my desire to stay. I was fixed to this small patch of the greater world by a rare emotion, empathy.It had come out of nowhere. We were campaigning against the Scythians raiding over the Zagros Mountains and followed them into Urartu. Night had fallen and I walked the camp as was my habit; being killed a few times in your sleep will make you err on the side of caution. Shammuramat was gazing out over the river Arkas."I though all the scouts have returned," I asked as I stepped to her side. A cool, early autumn breeze blew down the valley, tossing a few loose locks of her greying hair. She always had one patch shorn short which made her left-side braids prone to unwind."They have. We head back for Nineveh with the dawn," she murmured, her mind elsewhere."Do you ever dream of home?" she asked me out of the blue."No. I don't dream anymore. I rarely sleep and if I did, I would hope to dream of something less boring," I snorted in amusement. She had never talked about her home, to anyone as far as I knew."You will be going to Lydia when winter comes," she stated tensely."King Gyges needs someone with experience beating Cimmerians," I answered. The true reason was that I was no longer welcome on the Assyrian payroll because I insisted on recruiting only non-Assyrians into the ranks of my ferociously effective little band of one hundred; never more and rarely less."Shemtsu is a fool," she grumbled."That is unfair," I countered. My willingness to argue with her was one of my charms in her eyes. "He is an excellent Treasurer and he makes sure your vassals pay their tribute on time and in its full amount."The silence was hurtful to me because Shammuramat was never one to obfuscate her thoughts, especially around me. It was one of her charms, to my way of thinking."Salmu Eretu, the northern night sky has no answers for what ails you. Get some sleep. Tomorrow is going to start out cold before it bakes us." I called her 'Black Cloud' in Akkadian.I had first used that name twenty years ago to insult her, highlighting her tempestuous nature. In the Assyrian court, having just received recognition for my quick thinking, Shammuramat had belittled my accomplishment, throwing my body between her, her unborn child (the man who was now not-so-gently ushering me to the border) and a Kassite noble and his retainer bent on killing them both.Had my deed not been witnessed by half a dozen reliable sources, I wouldn't even have received that tawdry token."He sought glory without risk," she spat out her insult in a Hittite tongue alien to this court. Unfortunately for us both, I had worked for a Babylonian family for a few generations and they had been kind enough to turn me from an illiterate commoner to a man of some education.Ironically, they even taught me my native cuneiform long after my birthplace was barely a memory."Well aren't you a black cloud on an otherwise waste of a day," I replied somewhat bitterly. Her eyes widened, then narrowed and then I heard her laugh for the first time."Should I tell them what you said?" she mocked me and my predicament."But of course," I grunted in Akkadian. I'd screwed up. My inner thoughts were 'please not decapitation, please not decapitation' because getting my head on straight after that was a real bitch."You've been nothing but a black cloud bent on turning the choking dust at my feet into a grasping, muddy morass. Why stop now?" I announced loudly. If you are going to die, die well. Having died too many times to count, remembering my last words were all I had left to look forward to.The guards, familiar with the Queen's temper and stunned into inaction by me clearly embracing a long, messy death, stood around uselessly. Had I been allowed a weapon in the royal presence, I might have thought which one to kill first."I gift you, a lowborn man of the South (Sumerian), with honors and you respond by insulting my wife?" King, Shamshi Adad V growled as he rose from his throne."Husband," she stood to join him. I thought it was a pity she rarely smiled. "You asked that I too give a gift to my savior and the savior of our son (all unborn babies were sons back then until roughly half had the audacity to gender switch while exiting the womb). I have chosen." I was expecting my life for the moment and a day's head start to the border."It is your choice to make," the King allowed."From this day, until my passing, this man may always speak his mind in our lands," she demanded. She had a habit of fatally correcting anyone who saw her as less than co-ruler. The hesitation was deafening."As you will," Shamshi Adad V acquiesced to yet another of his wife's odd 'requests'. From that day forth we had been fast friends. She never asked about my immortality, where I was from, or how I ended up with my elite band of professional killers. I returned the favor. It was an unspoken understanding that in a few years, or decades, she would die and I would leave, not necessarily in that order. We had shared more years than I had given to any one person in quite some time."There is nothing left for me but ash," she declared with morbid certainty."Should any of us expect any better?" I did my best to offer words of comfort she would accept."Oh no," her noise was too bitter to be a laugh. "I had my own 'Life beyond Death' and it was stolen from me, along with my birthright.""We are chasing the thieves?" I asked."Yes and no," her face grew grim once more. "These were not the ones I was looking for. They share some bonds with some of the Scythian tribes who live on the far side of the Sea of Death (the Black Sea). These raiders weren't from those tribes.""Why are you turning back?" I questioned. "You know your Assyrians are loyal. They will follow wherever you lead. Your son won't begrudge you these few hundred. I'll come too.""Why?" she turned and looked into my eyes. She still had that blazing fire in her eyes. She was teasing me. If she asked, I too would follow and my men would follow me."The Scythians have been raiding the Lands of the Two Rivers from, well, before I graduated from 'spear for hire' to a 'seeker of a mastery of war'. The rich plunder of their camps will provide plenty of incentive for my men plus we can sell the horses when we come back," I stated."I do not have the years left to spend on such a campaign," she sighed. I had never heard a hint of defeat in her speech before. It was unsettling and rather tragic."I have squandered my years in marriage, being Queen and raising my boys. I tried to make Assyria my new family and I am revealed to be a fool. You had it right. We will always be outlanders. No matter how brave, loyal, just and smart, we would never be allowed in their sanctimonious circle," she said. "You. I should have ridden off with you after my first born was acknowledged (the present King Adad-nirari the 3rd).""We could have gathered up some more fighters, ridden over shattered Phrygia, to the narrows (Bosporus) and into the lands of the Thracians. There is a legend of a great river that pours out from the western shore of the Death Sea. What I seek is up that river.""How many would we face?" I grew equally serious."One," she coughed. "Me." My confusion was obvious. "I am not asking you to fight me, Alal. I want you to come back for me.""I can't. That is not how it works," I stated."How does it work then?" she looked into my eyes. The fire was there, but banked and waning. I didn't say anything. "I have never seen, or heard of you entering a temple.""Your men go. You do not stop them, but you have given up any pretense of worship," she pressed. "Do you not believe that anything exists beyond your senses?""I believe," I sighed. "I believe people are fools for giving offering, pledging their fidelity, pleading for mercy, or extending thanks to any deity. Those Shar-an (gnats) do as they will, unless it is to punish us for treating them like the spoiled children they are."Shammuramat regained her long-stilled laughter."I have always felt a kinship with you through our mutual bitterness.""Bitterness comes with familiarity," I snorted in amusement. Lovers had passion. We shared a simmering anger that came from being irredeemably wronged."I was born Baraqu, the first son of a potter in some city that no longer matters. I was a failure as a potter and an embarrassment to my house and my clan," I began a story I hadn't told another soul in, I couldn't recall. "In those days, the Priest-Kings declared wars and demanded each clan of the city give forth a certain number of males to fight. My family volunteered me and two rowdy cousins.Outside the gates, my clan elder gave each of us a cowhide shield and a spear with a small spindle of copper at the tip so we wouldn't think it was a staff. We marched, I forget which city we were fighting that time. Three days later we found the enemy behind a deep irrigation ditch that had dried out for the season. Our orders were simple, 'There they are. Attack!'My elder was at the back of our mob, making sure none of us ran away. My older cousin made it across the ditch first, but was speared twice; once in the right kidney, I can still remember my first sight of blood, and once, piercing the shield and lodging in his ribcage. My second cousin and I were pushed from behind into the fighting. I stabbed at one shield, doing no harm.Then my surviving cousin's morale broke and he tried to claw his way back into our ranks. He was stabbed in the back, his dying body tangling with mine and bearing us both to the ground. I saw this howling mad face over me. He was a commoner, like me, driven to violence by the terror of battle. His shoddily crafted spear plunged first into my right lung. The second stab found my heart. I died.From there, my spirit fell down toward the wretched dank caverns where all pitiful lowborn dregs are doomed to end up without hope of parole. Instead of endless misery, the Goddess Sarrat Irkalli appeared before me, barring my descent. With icy claws, she trisected my soul. I cannot begin to describe that agony. She snatched up my tattered bits and dragged me back into the world.Sarrat Irkalli is Goddess of the Netherworld, whispered a word that penetrated my brain through the left ear of my cooling corpse. It was an utterance so catastrophic to the fabric of the Veil I dare not repeat it even now.Baraqu? she blew a dark wind upon the first bit of my essence and it flew away.Cael, she whispered to the second portion and off it went in another direction. You are Baraqu no more. The second name was meaningless to me at the time but my name. Do you know that if you have your true name, your spirit can not find its way to your reward, no matter how foul, or pleasing? To the third part of my soul. I name you Alal, he who stands witness to the end of all he desires; their destroyer. Powerful yet powerless.}With that, she left me. My body was stiff from being dead so long. The next few hours were extremely painful. The Sun had set and the Moon was not in evidence. Jackals barked and hyenas laughed as they fought and feasted on the dead. I pushed the body of my cousin off me then crawled down into the ditch to hide. Hardly the reaction of a hero.""Not the actions of the man I know," Shammuramat smirked. "So, your name is Baraqu.""Was and I never much liked the name," I countered. "The priests gave it to me because right before my naming ceremony, a bolt of lightning from a spring storm struck the temple of Shara. So they named me Baraqu, which means 'struck by lightning'.""That sound likes a good name," the Queen Dowager regarded me."That is the noble meaning. The common meaning is less eloquent, it means 'idiot'."Another deep laugh from my treasured compatriot. So few had ever mattered so much to me."Struck by lightning, stricken dumb," she guffawed. "Still not the 'you' I know.""What does the other name mean?""I have no idea. In all my travels I have never found a people familiar with it," I shrugged. She looked out over the low waves lapping against the stony shore."No explanation?" she grudgingly inquired. She had wanted me to continue."No. I have never again come face to face with Sarrat Irkalli, been visited by a messenger, divine, or demonic, received an omen, or any otherworldly presence of any kind," I shrugged. I was long past any resentment. "After the battle I made my way back home, we'd lost, and resumed my life for a few years. My father took the excuse of me 'letting' my kinsmen die to place my younger brother over me.I didn't care. I always hated being a potter, so I ended up being a piddling nuisance all the time and a drunken brawler whenever I had wrangled some beer. I was always the first choice of my clan to send into battle. Despite my lack of training, I began surviving more battles than I died in. At some point, the priests began getting suspicious that I was still hanging around my great-grandnephew's house, so my house Elder suggested I leave the city.I was given a nice copper-headed mace that I had taken in a recent skirmish. Tradition dictated I offer it to the Elder, so he could give it back to me as a sign of my value to the clan. He had taken it for his own. Now he was giving it back out of fear that it held some part of my taint. I had no idea how to live on my own. Two days out, I was robbed and murdered for the first, but not last, time. That inaugural event, I got really angry and hunted those two farmers down.I got my mace back. I also relieved them of an onager, three slaves and a few ingots of silver. I guessed they had been rather successful robbers until they met me."

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Kış sporları arasındaki popülerliğini yıllardır koruyan bir branş, artistik patinaj. Atletizm, sanat ve estetiğin büyüleyici bir buluşması olan bu spor dalında sadece sporcuların duygularına tanıklık etmiyor, onların bize aktardığı hikayeleri de izliyoruz. Mimikler, jestler ve kostümler bizi bambaşka, dramatik bir dünyaya davet ediyor. Üstelik sahne arkası da en az pistte yaşananlar kadar ilgi çekici... 111 Hz'in bu bölümünde, kış mevsimine henüz veda etmeden buz tutmuş göllerde kayıyor ve artistik patinaj tarihine damga vurmuş; hırs, rekabet ve tutkunun eseri olan çekişmeleri hatırlıyoruz. Sunan: Barış ÖzcanHazırlayan: Gülşah DimSes Tasarım ve Kurgu: Metin BozkurtYapımcı: Podbee MediaSee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Türkiye'de iş gücü piyasasında esnek çalışma modellerine uyum sağlamak amacıyla İş Kanunu'nda önemli değişiklikler yapılması planlanıyor.

In this mini episode, Chris Meredith and Paul Fairweather discuss the concept of 'Quarter by Quarter', inspired by Anne Lamott's book 'Bird by Bird'. Paul shares his personal struggle with completing self-initiated projects due to his tendency to get distracted by new ideas. He introduces his plan to undertake 100 side projects over the next 25 years, with each project lasting approximately 90 days. The conversation emphasises the importance of deadlines, accountability, and the motivation to create meaningful work before it's too late. Chris highlights the beauty of recognising our limited time and the urgency it brings to our creative endeavours. Paul Fairweather - Co-host https://www.paulfairweather.com Chris Meredith - Co-host https://www.chrismeredith.com.au Two Common Creatives https://www.twocommoncreatives.com/podcastSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Openbaarmaking Centraal Archief Bijzondere Rechtpleging onthult meer over verzetsicoon Hannie Schaft 'Babygirl' van Halina Reijn gaat over reis naar vrijheid, niet alleen over seks Musici geïnspireerd door vogels in concert 'Bird calls'

Openbaarmaking Centraal Archief Bijzondere Rechtpleging onthult meer over verzetsicoon Hannie Schaft 'Babygirl' van Halina Reijn gaat over reis naar vrijheid, niet alleen over seks Musici geïnspireerd door vogels in concert 'Bird calls'

Türkiye-Mısır ilişkilerinin normalleşmesi ve kısa zaman önce Suriye'de 61 yıllık Baas rejiminin çökmesiyle Türkiye'nin lehine gelişmelerin yaşanması, Atina'da ve Güney Kıbrıs'ta ciddi rahatsızlığa yol açtı.Prof. Dr. İsmail Şahin Seslendiren: Halil İbrahim Ciğer

Yeni bir seneyi idrak etmeye başladık. Biz de âdete uyalım ve yeni senenin, hayırlı olması şartıyla, herkesin arzu ve beklentilerine kavuşmasına vesile olmasını temenni edelim. Bir ışık ve ses cümbüşünün içinden geçiyoruz. Tam bir katarsis bu. Ama her şey bu kadar basit değil. Bir de bu katarsis üzerinden yaşanan taşkın bir arılanma tecrübesini yaşıyoruz. (Akan zamânın içinde bir kobay fâresi gibi dönmek desek daha doğru olurdu. Her neyse , bundan da bahsetmeyeceğim).

Emekli büyükelçiler, Aydın Adnan Sezgin ve Fatih Ceylan Monşer vs. Monşer'in yeni bölümünde konukları Şafak Göktürk ile Irak ve İran'daki son gelişmeleri, Gazze'de ateşkes ihtimalini değerlendirdi. Kayıt tarihi 08.03.2024 

In this episode of The Common Creative, Chris Meredith and Paul Fairweather delve into the insights from Anne Lamott's book 'Bird by Bird'. They discuss the intersection of writing and life, emphasising how humour and authenticity play crucial roles in storytelling. The conversation highlights the importance of self-discovery through creative expression and the lessons learned from both fiction and non-fiction writing. Paul Fairweather - Co-host https://www.paulfairweather.com Chris Meredith - Co-host https://www.chrismeredith.com.au Two Common Creatives https://www.twocommoncreatives.com/podcastSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Did you know that pigeons make milk? The pigeon gets a bad rap, but it is actually an incredible bird with a rich history.It is related to the dodo and even played a role in the French Revolution!Surely this bird deserves some recognition?Featuring:Rosemary Mosco, Science writer and author of 'The Pocket Guide to Pigeon Watching'.Nathan Finger, Host of 'Bird of the Week' podcast Dr Robin Leppitt, Ornithologist.April Broadbent, Pigeon Rehabber.Aaron and Aria, Pigeon Fanciers.Production:Ann Jones, Presenter / Producer.Petria Ladgrove, Producer.Additional mastering:  Hamish Camilleri.If you want to hear more "What the Duck?" episodes- please like and subscribe here.This episode of What the Duck?! was first broadcast in Dec 2023 and was produced on the land of the Wadawarrung and Kaurna people.

Kylie Vincent is a brilliant stand-up comedian and human based everywhere (she lives in a van). Her stand-up has been featured on Comedy Central and Netflix is a Joke. Watch Kylie's full special 'Bird': https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cJmNJYOBslU Kylie's YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@kylierosevincent Kylie's Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/kylievincentthefirst/?hl=en Sebastian's Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/sebastianscales/?hl=en Sebastian's YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/c/sebastianscales Check out the Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/c/sebastianscales --------------------------------- © Copyright 2024 by What Happened to You Foundation. All Rights Reserved. What happened to you?™ #whathappenedtoyou #whathappenedtoyoupodcast #comedy #trauma --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/sebastian-scales/support

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Tercer podcast especial de los enviados de Premios Oscar a la 72ª edición del Festival de San Sebastián. Adriana Izquierdo, Rubén Murillo y Javier Navío comentan títulos como 'La sustancia', 'Cónclave', 'Emmanuelle', 'Bird' o 'La semilla de la higuera sagrada'.

Kerim Rota ve Ömer Rıfat Gencal, Pusula'nın bu haftaki bölümünde sanayicilerin endişelerini, kredi kartı düzenlemesinin etkilerini, Çin'deki ekonomik gelişmeleri ve Türkiye'ye uzun vadeli yatırımların neden gelmediğini konuştu.

The ‘Almost Glorious' Episode.Good morning! Carlos here, out on my usual run from Elford Street to work. Today, I'm running without my earbuds, so I have to keep an eye on my heart rate over the noise of the traffic. I promised to give a shout-out to Yvette, someone I know from the 'Bird in Hand' half marathon, and the Extra Mile podcast. Running through Victoria, I'm soaking in the sights and sounds, even though the morning is chilly. As I cross the Johnston Street Bridge, I'm reminded of how beautiful this city is, and I'll probably extend my run since I've got some extra time before work.

Pareto Qaydası.Şaxələndirməyin Yolları və Önəmi. Düzgün Sualı Soruşmağın Əhəmiyyəti.

Ekonomist Murat Sağman ile ikinci çeyrek büyüme verilerini, Eylül ayı enflasyonunu, Fitch'in açıklayacağı raporu ve borsadaki yükselişi konuştuk.

In the 1990s, Eugene Rodriguez wanted to help his teenage students learn Son Jarocho, a regional folk music style from Mexico. So he organized a weeks-long road trip from the Bay Area to Veracruz where that genre of music originates. That is one of the memorable experiences Rodriguez has had as founder of Los Cenzontles, a music group and nonprofit organization based in San Pablo. Hundreds of East Bay young people, mostly of Mexican descent, have come through the organization's music, dance, and art classes that center traditional folk music from Mexico. Rodriguez chronicles his work celebrating folk music and using it to empower young people in his new memoir, “Bird of Four Hundred Voices: A Mexican American Memoir of Music and Belonging.” We'll talk with Rodriguez, who will join us in studio with other musicians from Los Cenzontles for a live performance.

Bugün 6 Temmuz 2024 #doğatakvimi Bugün Uluslararası Kooperatifler Günü. Bu yılın sloganı: “Herkes İçin Daha İyi Bir Gelecek, Daha İyi Bir Dünya"

Kelam ilminde bir dönüm noktası mahiyetindeki, İslam tarihinin önemli simalarından biri olan İmam Eşari'nin ilgi çekici hayat hikayesini inceliyoruz. Bu yüce kametin kırklı yaşlarına kadar yürüdüğü yolu değiştirme sebepleri, ortaya koyduğu farklılıklar, fikirleri ve daha pek çok meseleyi ele alıyoruz. Keyifli dinlemeler! 00:00 Giriş 01:01 Doğumu, Çocukluğu ve İlk Eğitimi 03:07 Gençliği ve İlk İlmi Faaliyetleri 06:26 Mutezile'den Ayrılması 07:46 Mutezile'den Ayrılma Nedenleri 14:16 Ehli Sünnet Dönemi 18:03 İlmi Şahsiyeti ve Görüşleri 21:18 Eserleri 22:15 Vefatı

Bir markanın ismini duyduğumuzda ya da logosunu gördüğümüzde, zihnimizde hemen o markayı tercih eden kişilerin imgesi belirir. Aslına bakarsanız bu tamamen ticari ve stratejik bir sürecin sonunda gerçekleşiyor. 111 Hz'in bu bölümünde tam da bu konuya odaklanıyoruz. “Brand identity”, yani marka kimliği meselesini, küçük bir işletmeden büyük imparatorluklara dönüşen şirketlerin hikayeleri üzerinden ele alıyoruz.Sunan: Barış ÖzcanHazırlayan: Gülşah DimSes Tasarım ve Kurgu: Metin BozkurtYapımcı: Podbee MediaBu podcast Vodafone Business hakkında reklam içerir.Vodafone Business hakkında detaylı bilgi almak için buraya tıklayabilirsiniz.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Welcome to The Backyard Naturalists, the show about anything and everything connected with nature.   This week, Debbie and Laurie have a conversation around some of the weird and off the wall myths about birds they've heard lately. Some of which include, is the phrase “bird brain” really an insult? How about does touching a baby bird really cause the mother to abandon it and, are birds monogamous?   During the show, you hear Debbie mention a wonderful read, The Genius of Birds by Jennifer Ackerman.   Connect with the Backyard Naturalists on the Web, Facebook and Instagram.   Please visit and support our presenting sponsor, Backyard Birds at http://www.thebirdfoodstore.com/. A mecca for bird lovers and bird watchers, Backyard Birds is an independent family-owned business located in Matthews, NC (next to Dairy Queen), just southeast of Charlotte.   If you have ideas for topics that you'd like us to pursue, send us a message either on our Facebook page or our website. We would really like to hear from you.   Connect with the Backyard Naturalists on the Web, Facebook and Instagram.   Please visit and support our presenting sponsor, Backyard Birds at http://www.thebirdfoodstore.com/. A mecca for bird lovers and bird watchers, Backyard Birds is an independent family-owned business located in Matthews, NC (next to Dairy Queen), just southeast of Charlotte.   Thanks for listening to The Backyard Naturalists.  We hope you have a day filled with the wonders of nature. Get outside and take a walk on the wild side! Please don't forget to leave a 5-star review for The Backyard Naturalists podcast.   Production services for The Backyard Naturalists podcast are provided by Downtown Podcasting. To start a conversation on how you can have a podcast, simply send an email to info@downtownpodcasting.com.   While recording the Backyard Naturalists podcast, Debbie and Laurie enjoy coffee provided by the Good Cup Coffee Company  in Matthews, North Carolina. Follow Good Cup Coffee on Instagram and look for them at the Matthews Community Farmer's Market  this Saturday morning. 

Nasıl Olunur'un bu bölümdeki konuğu sanat pratiğini, 50 yıldan uzun süredir, göç, bellek, kültürel kimlikler, aidiyet gibi toplumsal meselelere odaklanarak sürdüren Gülsün Karamustafa.Gülsün Hanım ile bugünlere nasıl geldiğini, ailesini, sanatı için neden o konuları seçtiği, bugünlerde neler yaptığı gibi konularda konuşmayı çok istiyordum; konuştuk da... Ancak sohbete onun isteğiyle, şehirlerimizden, semtlerimizden, o şehirlerin belleğimize bıraktığı hatıralardan bahsederek başladık.Gülsün Hanım, Cihangir'in ilk apartmanlarından Bazlamacı Apartmanı'nda oturmaktadır. Geçmişe hakimdir ancak geçmişin bir gün ete kemiğe bürünüp karşısına çıkması onda bambaşka etkiler yaratır. Bir gün alışverişten dönerken apartmanlarını bambaşka bir bakışla izleyen bir çift görür. Grigoris Bazlamacı, apartmanlarını yaptıran, Olimpos Gazoz Fabrikası sahibi Nikoli Vaslamatzis (Bazlamacı)'nın oğludur. 6-7 Eylül olaylarının ardından gittiği Atina'dan yıllar yıllar sonra, çekinerek, korkarak eşinin ısrarıyla İstanbul'a gelir. Apartmanlarının durduğunu görmek onu mutlu eder. Onu evi, binaya davet eden Gülsün Karamustafa ile dostlukları ise ikisi için de çok şey değiştirir...Bu gibi hikayeler bize neler söyler?Gülsün Hanımla bunları, değişen şehirleri, www.herumutortakarar.com projesini, beni çok şaşırtan sürpriz bilgilerle dolu aile üyelerini, öğrencilik ve öğretmenlik yıllarını, sinemadan diskotek memurluğuna farklı alanlarda yaptığı işleri konuştuk. Tabii, koordinasyonunu İKSV'nin üstlendiği Venedik Bienali Uluslararası Sanat Sergisi Türkiye Pavyonu'nda sergilenen "Oyuk ve Kırık Dökük: Bir Dünya Hâli" adlı yerleştirmesinin sohbetini yapmayı da ihmal etmedik. Gazeteci#Journalist ~ #Art- #Food- #Travel lover ~ #EnthusiastBooks:

Dr. Sarah George, Professor of Infectious Diseases at SLU School of Medicine and a researcher in SLU's Vaccine Center joins Megan and Tom discussing a person in Texas infected with 'bird flu' after contact with cattle.    Credit © Colleen Kottke Wisconsin State Farmer  USA TODAY NETWORK

Joe, Luke & Dylan; 'BIRD' A huge episode; loved by two, hated by one but with lots of laughter in between, time for some intimate stories and a huge spoiler about another TV show. A gorgeous conversation.

Episode 218: Toby and Kyle explain why Sweden Unions are battling with Elon Musk and Tesla. Plus, electric scooter company 'Bird' has filed for bankruptcy and Rite Aid is in trouble for using facial recognition . Next, the IRS canceled $1 billion in tax penalties and US consumer confidence is at its highest since 2021. Finally, the heir to Hermes wants to give billions to his, gardener. Listen to Morning Brew Daily Here: https://link.chtbl.com/MBD Watch Morning Brew Daily Here: https://www.youtube.com/@MorningBrewDailyShow Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Israeli forces have now entered the Al-Shifa complex in the north of the Gaza strip, calling their presence a 'targeted' military operation. They say they are searching for Hamas infrastructure and weapons. Hamas, which is designated a terror group by many Western countries, denies it has any capabilities there. Also in the programme: A British court rules against UK government plans to deport asylum-seekers to Rwanda; and find out which bird has been crowned 'Bird of the Century.' (Picture: An Israeli soldier pictured this morning beside boxes labelled "Medical Supplies" at the Al Shifa Hospital. Credit: Reuters)

This week on the pod: SBF's new guilty charges, treasure found at the bottom of the ocean, why John Oliver is interfering in New Zealand's most important election, a bear talking a train, and much much more very important news. Listen wherever you get your pods! For trusted information on Israel & Palestine and how we can help visit hereTo preorder our book Make It Make Sense, visit here!!! Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.