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I dag skal vi tale om afvækst, som de fleste kender ved det engelske udtryk degrowth. Jeg har besøg af Timothée Parrique, en af de fremmeste stemmer inden for vækstkritik og økologisk økonomi og kendt for sin fremragende evne til at kommunikere om økonomiske begreber. Men hvorfor er degrowth så udskældt og hvorfor fortsætter vi ikke bare med den grønne vækst, som alverdens økonomer og politiske ledere har hyldet i kor? Timothée Parrique forklarer i denne dybdegående samtale, som i dag er på engelsk, hvorfor ”grøn vækst” ikke er bæredygtig, hvorfor teknologi ikke kommer til at redde os fra klimakollaps, hvordan man implementerer Degrowth og hvem der har ansvaret for at gøre det. Endelig har vi en samtale om hvorvidt virksomheder overhovedet kan tjene penge på at ”sælge bæredygtighed” og det paradigmeskifte, vi bør have, så hele verdensøkonomien ikke baseres på, at vækst er den eneste vej frem. Du kan høre om: • Timothées vej fra at studere økonomi til at blive kaldt ”the french degrowth guy” • Begrebet ”exnovation”, som er det modsatte af innovation • Hvorvidt vi mennesker er for griske for at kunne skalere ned og ikke købe mere end vi har brug for • Timothée Parriques trin for trin guide til at implementere degrowth i samfundet • Hvad der ville ske, hvis Europa vælger af afvækste – men resten af verden ikke gør • Hvorfor vi ikke kan opnå de samme resultater som degrowth, hvis der f.eks. blev indført en højere CO2 afgift • At planetens ve og vel er så fundamental for menneskeheden og for trivsel, at vi er nødt til at indrette økonomien så den passer til planeten – ikke til vækst og profit Nævnt i episoden: • Timothée Parriques bog ”Afvækst eller undergang” https://danskboghandel.dk/da/okonomi/83305-afvaekst-eller-undergang-9788702436532.html • Timothée Parrique på LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/timoth%C3%A9e-parrique-7b593450/ Tips, idéer eller ønsker? Skriv til mig på LinkedIn Du er velkommen til at skrive til mig på LinkedIn, hvis du har idéer til emner, jeg skal tage op i podcasten Bæredygtig Business. Find mig her: https://www.linkedin.com/in/steffenmax/ Ros og konstruktive forslag modtages også gerne. Og hvis du vil give Bæredygtig Business en god anmeldelse i din podcastapp, vil det være fantastisk.

Sibeal Pays A Visit.Book 3 in 18 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.It is selfish to believe that your family will always love you. At some point you will be asked to earn it{Right where we left off}It was H-hour plus four. A Thai soldier fired another burst from his T A R 21. The other four soldiers around him did the same. They were using an overturned car as cover. He saw movement at a building across the street to his right. He fired off another few rounds. The figure fell to the ground. By hard-earned experience, he realized the enemy soldier had probably dived for cover, not been hit."Time to fall back. One block back," he hoped he didn't sound too shrill. "You two go first," he indicated the two townsfolk. His battalion major had drafted them minutes after the attack began. Any organized supply depot had been an open invitation for an artillery strike, so he had called for civilians to help carry the ammunition loads instead. These two had been attached to his platoon. Now they were with him.They nodded, hefted up the crate of 5.56mm and sprinted toward the rear while his men gave them cover fire. They made it. He named off two of his other men. It was their turn to go. After their sprint to safety, it was time for him and the last two to go. They ran past some terribly close flanking fire, but all made it.This Thai soldier wasn't the squad leader, or even the squad's second in command. He was a lowly Phon Thahan (Private, not 1st Class). Those two men were already dead. No, he was a common soldier who found other men listening to his orders so, by default, he was in command. His initial squad of ten had shrunk down to three. The fourth man had been part of the regimental staff, a driver, sent into the firefight to replace losses. He still could point and shoot, which was all that mattered at the moment.At the next block he found the two civilians. His men dumped their empty clips on them, then positioned themselves for the next enemy rush. The leader of this ad hoc force took the driver over to the far corner of the building they sheltered behind. Too often, going inside buildings was a death trap. The enemy would corner you then call in their artillery."Guard this corner," he told the driver. "I'll be checking up on you." The frightened soldier nodded, then took up his post. Now he had a few seconds to consider his position. He was running out of town to retreat through. Behind him lay open fields. Just then he saw the tale-tell site of a Dragon Anti-Tank missile firing from the next raised roadway to his rear-right.He couldn't see if it hit anything. There was no huge explosion. Still, it indicated that other elements of his battalion were in the fight. From what little briefing he had been given when the attack started, the major had placed his heavy machine guns and recoilless rifles on each flank to stop the enemy's mobile forces from getting around his command and surrounding them.Little did the soldier understand he was involved in a textbook defense by foot-bound infantry versus armored opponents. His two townsmen were busy shoving bullets into the thirty round magazines. His men had already engaged the enemy to the front. Gone were the cries of 'got him'. No one gave a damn anymore. They were too exhausted to care. Now they counted the comrades they had left, not the possible number of enemy out there.Six minutes later he heard the sound of death coming his way."Everyone down," he screamed a second before an artillery round flattened their shelter. For a few moments all he could do was gaze up at the heavens. His body hurt, his ears were ringing and the belief that he could stop now, he had given it his best shot and his part in this battle were over.He pulled himself and examined what he had left. He wasn't hurt if you didn't count the blood coming out his ears. He couldn't say the same for his companions. One of the townsmen had the top of his head torn off, his soulless eyes gazing up to the forever. One of his men had a smoking chunk of meat where his spine should have been. A second one was nursing a bad leg wound.The third soldier? He was already up and firing. The second townsmen was a bit dazed, yet looked like he could carry on. The soldier crouch-ran to check on the driver. He was laying on his belly. For a second he mourned for that fellow then the man got off a burst, then scooted back. He had been 'playing possum' in order to draw some enemy out. He was alive and fighting."We have got to get out of here," he told the man. "Get to the elevated road across the field then provide cover fire for the rest of us." The driver acknowledged the command, fired off one more burst then bolted for the field. The Thai made his way back to his other survivors. He gave them the same order, the civilian first.The wounded man? He couldn't make it with that leg wound and if any of the others carried him they would most likely die too."Cover us as long as you can," he ordered. The wounded shoulder crawled to the corner to relieve the only standing soldier."Go," he ordered that man. Off he sprinted. The leader placed two spare clips next to the wounded man, wished him luck, then it was his turn to sprint to safety. Close to the end, a few bullets hurried him along. He found the others had made it unwounded as well. The townsman was already shoving more bullets into the empty magazines.To his right was the remnants of the squad with the recoilless rifle and a light machine gun. To his left was a group of six Thahan Phran, paramilitary border guards. He rejoined the firing line. The enemy had overrun the buildings closest to them and were faced with the same quandary he had just overcome, the open field. When a man tapped his shoulder he nearly jumped out of his skin.It was his company commander."You've been doing well. I'm placing you in command of this section. We have a Carl Gustav (another version of a recoilless rifle) in the trees over there," the Captain pointed to the right. Hold this position as long as you can. Help is on the way."Before this fight, the soldier had dreaded this officer. He had been so pompous, so spit-and-polished and arrogant. Now he saw different qualities in the man. He was cool under fire, had his mind on the bigger picture of the fight and the discipline he had instilled in his men was paying dividends the private soldier hadn't appreciated at that time."You are Sip Tho (corporal) now," the officer told him. With that declaration, the common foot soldier had inherited 13 more men, the squad of seven to his right and the six Thahan Phran to his left. Combined with his two that made something more like a combat command. The Captain made his way back up the line. The Thai didn't have long to appreciate his promotion. Smoke shells began detonating between his position and the town, obscuring the place."Remember," he shouted. "Short, controlled bursts and only shoot at something that you know is out there!" With that, he had established his command of the situation. Several explosions detonated in the wooded position. Half a minute later, a tank appeared and pumped another H E into the position. In doing so, it exposed its side to Thai's section.The two men manning his Dragon launcher looked his way. It was a shot at a 45 degree angle and any heavy weapons fire would bring about all kinds of hate."Fire," he ordered. The man aiming the device took a few seconds then let loose. The rocket didn't penetrate the side, but it did knock a track out."Now we are going to get it," the Thai mumbled.A few heartbeats later, a larger TOW missile slammed into it from a position to his command's rear. This time the tank blew up. Of equal importance to the soldier's mind, there were men behind him and that could only mean, the second regiment had finally arrived. He was sure he wouldn't be falling back any further, giving the invaders one more inch of sacred Thai soil. It also meant his men would most likely live to see the end of the day. That mattered too.  It was H-hour plus six. Two hour earlier, elements of the Vietnamese People's Army's 314th Mechanized regiment and 206th Tank Regiment with the Mobile battalion of the Laotian 1st Division and the Khanate's Laos Force Command slammed into Khon Kaen. By that time, the small city had already seen its share of hell. Khanate forces had stormed the regional airport with an aerial assault at 4:10 AM that morning.There were no dedicated combat troops in Khon Kaen. It was the HQ for both the Royal Thai 3rd Division and its component 1st regiment. That had resulted in a see-saw battle until the relief force arrived from the north. After that, resistance had collapsed. Over three hundred men surrendered. A hundred miles to the north forces in the town of Udon Thani, battalions of the 1st and 2nd regiments of the 3rd Division were still in combat with Laotian and Vietnamese forces. The final outcome of that battle had yet to be decided.What did matter was that the entire command structure of northeast of Thailand had been neutered. There were five more battalions out there that had no idea what to do next. They suffered from sporadic air attacks, but nothing serious was coming their way.What none of them were aware of was that a Far North Force out of the Laotian highlands had broken a battalion of the Royal Thai's 6th Infantry Division, taken Roi Et and severed the communications between the two formations. At Roi Et, the Khanate armored spearhead had left elements of the 2nd Regiment of Lao's 4th Division to hold the airport and was blazing a trail westward along Highway 23, to the south/rear of those five battalions.South of Roi Et, two other Thai battalions were grudgingly giving ground to a regiment of Vietnam's 305th Division plus the 270th Combat Engineers and 16th Artillery Brigade. What mattered was that those forces were drawing off the efforts of the 6th Divisions to counteract the invasion.The 6th Division had its own litany of woes. It was the subject of a dozen pinpricks. The division's commander had lost contact with the other two divisions under the 2nd Army's command. He had enemy forces to his north around Amnat Charoen, he'd lost contact with this 1st regiment HQ at Roi Et.His second regiment, at Ubon Ratchathani, was heavily engaged with the Alliance's North Force. His 3rd regiment, spread out along the southern approaches to his life line, Highway 24, had discovered small teams of Special Forces at every bridge and crossing, making every attempt at creating a unified front costly and ultimately futile.The 2nd Army's HQ and supply hub were at Nakhon Ratchasima. They were under attack, the airport had fallen and the sole mechanized regiment (minus one battalion) was having a terrible time retaking it. They were presently incapable of coming to his defense, since their third battalion had already been called to the capital to put down unrest/enemy forces.He finally made his decision. The remnants of the 1st regiment were to retire westward over the back roads towards the division headquarters at the Si Sa Ket Railway Station. The second regiment was to hold in place until sunset. Using all of the division's remaining assets, he was going to secure Highway 24 so that his command could retire using that path before they were cut off and defeated one regiment at the time.  It was H-hour plus seven. For one of the drivers in a Khanate Heavy Mountain Supply Zuun, there wasn't much to love about this mission. He was a truck driver with a weapon, not a true foot soldier. He was content with his role in logistics, which was why his current mission scared the crap out of him. He wasn't in an armored vehicle and was accompanied by only one Fast Zuun ~ by its very nature a lightly armored unit. Now he was driving deep into enemy territory with a truckload of Karin freedom fighters, who also were lightly equipped.He had already reached the first goal, the town of San Buri, 270 kilometers behind enemy lines and only 60 kilometers from downtown Bangkok. There was a fear that his own air force would mistake then for an enemy supply column and shoot them up. Then there was the fear that some rear echelon troops would find the convoy suspicious and fill his unarmed vehicle with holes. His luck held, the enemy were looking to the north and east, not at a group of trucks heading south.Soldiers from the rebel faction of the Thai Royal Army were stationed in each vehicle to cover any conversation with the local constabulary that might come up. The cover story was that the unit was driving with a purpose ~ the capital was under attack and they were reinforcements using back roads to avoid airstrikes ~ the phone network was a mess and the fact that the plan was so audacious, the normal police officers didn't feel the need to slow the military trucks down.The last phase was pure madness. They rolled down Road 304 at 80 kph. Every time they approached a checkpoint, the unit's commander called in a hopefully faux airstrike, on both them and the Thai soldiers. That made it plausible for the convoy to race forward as the troops around them were too busy diving for cover to stop them. If anything, the defenders thought those truck drivers were the bravest men they'd ever seen.At the end of the journey, they rolled across the Road 304 Bridge over the Chao Praya River, then dispersed. Each truck disgorged 16 Karin fighters, for a total of 560. To that was added the 100 members of the Fast Zuun and 35 drivers, three Tigr's and 59 combat troops. Miracles of miracles, they found the capital to be in total chaos.  It was H-hour plus 6 and a half. The Turkish Khanate commander of 100 looked south in the direction of In Buri. He was already in the 'spread chaos' phase of his operation. The central part of In Buri was the junction of Highways 11 and 32. Somewhere to the far north, friendly units were fighting their way to him. Forces retreating south, or reinforcements from Bangkok would have to pass through his position. He commandeered some passing civilian vehicles and created barricades on all three sides of the T-cloverleaf.Before long, the ground elements of an Airmobile Zuun had joined him. That allowed him to deploy several two-man observer teams over the surrounding countryside. He left two AFV's on the bridge and camouflaged the others in the best ambush points he could think of. Then, he waited.  It was H-hour plus eight. For Julia Atwood, this was the culmination of twenty-five years working in Asia, covering a host of military conflicts and both natural and man-made humanitarian disasters. She'd gotten a tip two days earlier that Bangkok Thailand was going to be the place to be. Since she wasn't a known anti-government reporter, her entry into the country had been easy enough.She had spent the previous day picking a city guide, luckily finding one she knew well, and looking around for sources of information about 'trouble'. What she found was a quiet city on the edge of an explosion. The police, paramilitary forces and the military had everything battened down tight. At the same time, the population was extremely anxious over the upcoming loyalist offensive against the rebel northwest.The military had clamped down on all information coming out of the prospective war zones while exhorting on all forms of mass media the sacred traditions of Thai national identity and the need for law and order. That made the hairs on the back of Julia's neck tingle. It spoke of an upcoming shit storm. Still, Day One had been a bust. Few people wanted to talk about what was going on; all known opposition leaders were in prison or in exile.She had awakened early in the morning to the sound of heavy weapons fire. She had been in enough war zones to know the difference between grenades exploding, or pistol, assault rifle, machine gun, and tank fire. She was hearing tank fire, which made no sense. The Thai army didn't need to use their tank's big guns to fire at anything the opposition could bring to bear.She slipped out the back of her hotel to avoid any possible police minder, gathered up her guide and went hunting for the story. Twice she barely avoided roving army patrols. What immediately occurred to her was these soldiers didn't seem to know what was going on. They were jumpy (not good) and nervous (great for a story).Her trained ears and years of instinct led her to one of the eyes of the storm. Julia's jaw nearly dropped open. There were Central Asian men riding around in Russian equipment surrounded by throngs of hundreds, possibly thousands, of Thai 'Red Shirt' protestors marching on a police barricade. Several leaders of the movement had bullhorns and were communicating with the police. It was a tense situation.Julia forced her way to the BMP-3M, then shouted up at the commander standing in the copula. She tried Uzbek. The man looked her way."No. I'm Kazak. My Uzbek isn't very good," he replied. Julia's Kazak wasn't the best in the world, but she endeavored to make it work."What are you doing here?""I could ask you the same thing," the man smiled. "We are part of the Alliance effort to bring about democratic change in this country." Julia knew he was spouting the party line."What are you really doing here?" she pressed."I have no idea," he chortled. "I don't speak this language, don't know who these people are and only found out where Thailand was two days ago.""Are there a lot of you here?""Not really.""How did you get here?""We landed at the airport. We are a portion of an airmobile Zuun."Just then one of the protestors tried to get the unit leader's attention. He kept repeating something."He wants you to advance on the police line and look menacing," she translated."Okay," the Khanate officer shrugged. "That I can do."He spoke rapid fire Kazak, which Julia couldn't quite follow. Her ride lurched forward, the crowd parted and she could see the blood drain out of the police commander's face. Without looking her way, the Kazak spoke to Julia."Tell them they have thirty seconds to put down their arms or I'm going to shred the lot of them."Julia thought about it for a second. She was recording this exchange on her camcorder. She knew this was straying dangerously close to becoming a participant, not a reporter. She translated to the Thai young man. He sprinted toward the police and relayed the message. She had no idea what a 100mm fragmentation shell would do, had an idea how bloody a 30mm auto-cannon could get and had great familiarity with the effectiveness of 12.7 & 7.62mm machine guns.The lead protestor had a rapid discussion with the lead policeman, bowing and begging for this situation to be resolved peacefully. The countdown reached eight when the officer indicated his acquiescence. The mob didn't surge forward victoriously. Julia slapped the turret to get the Kazak's attention."You don't need to fire.""I understand that," the man acknowledged. It wasn't over though. Another protestor, a woman, waved for the Kazak's attention. Since she wasn't alone in doing so, the man hadn't noticed her. What she was saying did get Julia's attention."She is saying that tanks are on the way!" she shouted at the man in the copula."Which direction?" he inquired. Julia confirmed the information relayed by the girl, who double checked with the person on the other end of her phone, worked out the terrain in her head, then drew a quick map on her palm."They are coming up the road one block up. They are heading north toward us.""Clear out the crowd," he responded evenly. He once more ordered his unit to action. One of the Tigr's raced forward and disgorged its men close to the next corner then the vehicle withdrew."What do you plan to do?" she asked."Do what I came here to do, kill the enemy.""But they have tanks.""Fortunately I have things that kill tanks," he grinned."Do you mind if I stick around?""It is your life," he shrugged. The BMP moved forward to the point where, with its barrel turned sideways, the vehicle was just short of exposing itself. He was busy talking to someone else.Seconds later, one of the Khanate soldiers at the corner launched a grenade up the street, then two others opened fire with their assault rifles. They ducked back around the corner right as a larger caliber machine gun chewed up the wall as well as the street in front of her. Two other soldiers fired off flares into the sky."You might want to get down," the Kazak advised her. Julia nodded, jumped off and ran to the corner to join the other troopers. She edged around the corner, leading with her camcorder. Sure enough, up the street was an honest-to-God tank, with others behind it. One of the foot-bound Kazaks was busy shouting at the others. Once more, a soldier fired a grenade at the tank, to no visible effect. This time he apparently got the response the Kazaks wanted.The tank's big gun fired. One of the troopers, mindful of Julia, grabbed her as they propelled themselves to the ground. The world exploded. Julia was doing a quick check of her well-being when she heard the BMP race forward, barrel turned perpendicular down the street and then it fired. Julia barely caught it all on her camera. The IFV had fired an anti-tank missile out of its main gun. The oncoming tank was a Ukrainian made T-84 Oplot.It exploded; the turret flying away in a curtain of flame. This time it was the blast that blew Julia to the ground. A Kazak soldier hefted her up and pulled her to safety. He was truly pissed when she dodged back into the danger zone to retrieve her camcorder. She sighed happily when she found it undamaged. The BMP rolled back behind cover."Get down," the Kazak ground pounder growled. "It is about to get a whole lot worse.""How?" she looked at him."Well, now that we have stopped the column from moving," he grinned like a maniac. That wasn't much of an answer. Then she noted all the Kazaks clutching at the concrete sidewalks. She did likewise. Seconds later, she heard the jets. 'Oh God', she gulped. She'd seen more than her fair share of airstrikes. She had never been this close to one.Out of the corner of her eye she noticed the Thai crowd moving closer."Get down," she screamed in Thai. "Get Down!"Others repeated her warning and the crowed went down to their knees. Then came the thunder. Julia could barely make out the whoosh of missiles before the detonating rockets and missiles shook her world.A stubby-winged jet raced past her vision. The pilot had gotten so damn close to the building tops she could make out every feature of his aircraft. This level of caution where civilians were concerned was surprisingly unlike the Khanate. She tried to stand, but the soldier next to her had wrapped an arm around her."They come in twos," he cautioned her.Sure enough another series of explosions rocked her surroundings. No sooner had she gotten to her feet, the Kazak commander shouted,"They are coming around for another pass, then we go!"A series of passes followed with the jets using auto-cannons on whomever was left out there.Julia pushed away from her guardian and rushed up to the BMP officer."Wait," she called to him. Stunningly, he waited, looking at her. "Let the crowd save the survivors. This is their struggle too.""If the soldiers fire on them there will be little I can do," he responded."Give them a chance."Against all her expectations, he did. The crowd moved to discover the carnage visited on their oppressors, and fellow countrymen.  It was H-hour plus eight. The Thai tank commander was close to the end of his rope. He'd been fighting since sunrise. Defend, attack, withdraw to a defensive position then wait for the order to counterattack. His platoon had dwindled down to his sole surviving tank. His company no longer acted as a separate entity. Now his battalion, barely a company in strength, operated as a fire brigade, shoring up his beleaguered battle group.The last attack, backed by air power, had shattered his unit. He fell back, literally backing into a second story building to avoid the ever-present Alliance attack helicopters. From his vantage point he could see a column of armored vehicles rolling down Highway 11. He was debating which one he would fire on first when he noticed a jeep coming his way. Onboard were three Thai soldiers, rebels.The jeep rolled right up to his hiding spot. The man in the back dismounted and he walked right up to the tank."Can we talk?" the man inquired. The tank commander kept him covered with this machine gun."What do you have to say, traitor?" he barked."I come to request,""We will not surrender," he growled."We are not asking you to surrender," the man corrected him. "We are asking you to let the war pass you by.""Why should I?""If you fight, you will be destroyed. The Thai army will need to rebuild when this is over and we must be strong. If you throw your life away, we will all be weaker."The tank commander had to think that over. If he began firing on that armored column he would be striking a mighty blow for his country. He would also be sentencing him and his men to death."There will be no surrender?""No sir," the man insisted.The rebel soldier made some sense. The Thai military would have to rebuild when this catastrophe was over. He and his men had done their part."We will stay here for a while," the tank commander informed the rebel."Very well," the soldier bowed. He remounted his jeep and drove away."We are going to stay here a while," he addressed his crewmen. "Get a bite to eat and a drink of water."His men hesitated for a moment."Now, while we have the chance."The men hopped to. They had their orders. They would worry about the morality of their actions later.  It was H-hour plus nine. The men in the Royal Thai Army's high command were finally getting ahold of the big picture. The good news was the Third Army's offensive was grinding to a halt along a line stretching along Highway 1 from Tham Pet Tham Tong Forest in the east to Chai Nat on the Chao Praya River in the west. It was accepted as fact that the 3rd Cavalry and 11th Infantry divisions could hold the line.West of the Chao Praya was a chaotic mess of small garrisons involved in raids and counter-raids. It was deemed unlikely the Alliance forces could push forward any further in that direction either. It also meant that they couldn't pull units from that region to reinforce any of their other trouble points and they had a few.That was most of the good news.Another piece of good news was the1st Army's 2nd Infantry Division had stopped the invasion force they were facing only a few kilometers over the frontier in the area of Watthana Nakhon District. As soon as they had gathered the majority of the division together, they would be mounting a counter-offensive with the intention of overwhelming that force and destroying it.After that, it only got worse.In the area of the 2nd Army, the 3rd Infantry Division and the 2nd Cavalry Division had virtually ceased to exist as cohesive forces. Two battalions of the 3rd Division were retreating south into the 6th Division's area. The 2nd Cavalry division had been reduced pre-battle to one mechanized regiment. That regiment was gone and with it, the supply routes for the 2nd Royal Thai Army.Inside that zone, the 6th Infantry Division still existed, but it was in a world of trouble. They had lost control of Highway 24, their primary supply/evacuation route, and were relentlessly being driven out of Ubon Ratchathani. Even with the slowly arriving battalions of the 3rd Division, the 6th could barely muster two combat-effective regiments and those were running short of fuel and ammunition. The 6th had become a static force, too large to be overwhelmed, too immobile to press the enemy out, or save themselves from a slow strangulation. Had they their assigned tank battalion, but they didn't.The 1st Army's 9th Division was in the worst shape. They had gathered into one elliptical shaped perimeter centered on Chanthaburi and were down to four battalions and two tanks. Technically, they had another battalion, except the 1st Army command had ordered that into Bangkok to aid in suppressing the rebel movement. The 9th Division was surrounded, under attack from the land, sea (the Indian Navy had joined the fight) and air. Their commanding general expected to be wiped out before sunset.And Bangkok?It was turning into a typhoon scale disaster. They had finally determined that there were eight small Khanate platoons roaming the city, seemingly at will. The 1st Division had finally located and destroyed one of those, along with a dozen protestors who chose to fight by their side. The others were still at large and causing trouble.That wasn't the worst of it though. The plan had been to pacify outlying neighborhoods and work their way in to the worst areas. That had started out effectively, then suddenly they had lost the northwestern and southeastern sectors. In the northwest, there were Karin fighters killing, or capturing police and paramilitary strongpoints.In the southeast, it was much worse. Unknown armored troops from the 9th Division's rear area had come seeping in along the riverfront. They seemed to be everywhere at once, surprising roadblocks and checkpoints then ambushing the forces sent to restore order. They were a cancer pushing into a city already short on reserves.There were public displays of defiance going out over the international news, surgical air strikes and a growing sense among the rank and file 'Guardians of the Public Order' that they were on the losing side. There were reports of police turning their backs on the unrest, directing traffic and arresting petty criminals instead.The Royal Thai Army in Bangkok still had over 50,000 men under its command. They were sure they were facing less than a thousand hardcore militants, yet they were losing control of the streets. Part of that was caused by the military being tied down to certain strategic areas they had to hold. They had to protect over a dozen buildings and, as they had painfully learned, a platoon wouldn't do.The Government House had been temporarily overrun and Parliament had been shelled. Channel 3 had been hijacked and the forces sent to take it back had been subject to intense helicopter attacks and driven back. They'd killed two such craft, but that only seemed to make the Alliance troops angrier. This was what a death by a thousand cuts felt like. This was worse than bad, because it looked bad on media going out all over the world.  It was H-hour plus twelve. The commander of the MARCOS had finally taken the time to eat. He was in the Maleenont Towers section of Khlong Toei, Bangkok. It had been his masterstroke, seizing the Channel 3 station. He wasn't sure who the eight shady characters who showed up with the VIPs were and he didn't really care. What did matter was while the VIP's fought like wildcats in private they were putting on a unified front while on TV.One of the VIPs was the former civilian Prime Minister of Thailand. The other guys seemed to hate her guts, but were willing to work with her to overthrow the generals. What he did care about was the nearly five hundred men under his command plus a dozen helicopters and jets somewhere above, waiting to swoop in and help when the next government attack materialized.He had to give them this much, the police forces had guts, not a lot of brains, but plenty of guts. Their counter-terrorism unit had known their stuff, but they didn't have any effective anti-tank weapons and he had a half dozen tanks. Whenever the army got feisty, he called up 'Shiva's Fist' ~ his men's joking reference to the Khanate air support. Those bastards not only killed you, they came back around and killed your corpse too.He got a call from the perimeter. Some of those Karin fighters had crossed half the city to join them. The Indian officer had thought that part of the Khanate plan was utter madness, yet here they were, shooting up the place in a manner only highly experienced insurgents could. Those guys didn't even want to hang around. They were asking for more ammo. The locals were giving them all the food and water they needed.At nine, once it was truly dark, the Khanate was promising to drop off a few tons of whatever they need plus some more medivac units. He was down nine men dead and twenty-seven wounded badly enough they need to be removed. The Khanate had lost four times as many. All in all, the overthrow of a military regime was turning out to not be as difficult as he thought it would be. He was waiting to be surprised.  It was H-hour plus fifteen. The fighting had died down and now the main activity was the Thai civic authorities fighting the fires burning in Saraburi. The Khanate Commander of 1000 looked over his shoulder at the burning city. It hadn't been much of a fight, mainly a few rear echelon forces from the Royal Thai 2nd Army and some paramilitaries.He wasn't in the town. The majority of his troopers had already rolled down to the junction of Highways 1 and 33. He had communication with other elements farther west on Highway 32 at Ang Thong and to the northwest at the junction of Highways 1 and 32. The offensive operations was essentially over for his command. That was just as well. He was running low on petrol. He still had plenty of ammunition though.They were sitting on the lifeline for the 1st Army's 3rd Cavalry and 11th Division to the north and the 2nd Division to the east. The 6th Division was too far in his rear to matter and the 9th Division was facing annihilation along the coast. It was very dark now, but the air force was still active. Some pilots were flying their sixteenth mission of the day.For most of the day, the Khanate Air Force had concentrated on his axis of advance and the battle in Bangkok. The Vietnamese Air Force had concentrated on the hapless 9th Division. In reality, the Alliance was almost at the end of its tether.His combined Laos and Far North Task Forces were spent. The North and Cambodian Task Forces had the 6th Division pinned down. The South Task Force had done the same with the 9th. Only the Central Task Force facing the 2nd Division appeared to be in serious trouble.None of those formations were actually near defeat, though many of them wouldn't realize that until morning. Only the 3rd Army's two task force had consisted of more than 5,000 hastily gathered troops and most of those were Cambodians, Laotians and Vietnamese. To that the Khanate had added 50 mobile Zuuns spread over ten task forces and another 50 airmobile, parachute and airlifted units ~ less than ten thousand men and women spread over all fronts.The cold, hard reality for him was that not a single loyalist Thai unit had been destroyed. The 3rd and 9th infantry divisions has been battered, that was true. The majority of their mobile forces, the 2nd and 3rd cavalry divisions, still existed as a potent force. The 11th and 2nd infantry divisions were also out there, but they were all cut off from the capital. And in this elegant global play, the one theater that mattered was Bangkok.In the morning, if they came for him, the loyalist Thai's were going to discover that offense was a lot more painful that defense. Only the 2nd Division bothered him. The forces to the north were too heavily engaged with the rebel Thai 3rd Army to dispatch more than a battalion his way and he would gobble up a battalion.It would be too much to ask the battered Alliance Center Task Force to keep the 2nd Division occupied. From what he had heard, they were on the verge of disintegration after a powerful Loyalist counterattack. He did have patrols on the 304 and 359 Roads in case their commander got creative. What those few men lacked in vehicles, they would compensate for with air power.The Khanate Air Force was a 24/7, all-weather operation. They had lost 40 aircraft to enemy action and a further forty to mechanical malfunction. Losses in helicopters was also high. But there were still enough of both to get the job done. Now all he had to do was wait for the Americans to arrive.  It was H-hour plus seventeen.There were only three major acts left in this macabre play before the eyes of the world. A squadron of 12 Tu-22M bombers found two of the 2nd Division's regiments sneaking to the west. The Thais had done this with as much secrecy as they could. Unfortunately, their move was one of only two option left to the Loyalist Royal Thai Army.Option One, the most likely one, had the 2nd Division attacking the Khanate troops south of Saraburi. It would not only give the 2nd Division freedom of movement, it would establish supply lines to the divisions currently holding the rebel Thai Third Army at bay. It was the predictable choice.The Khanate U A V were out there, scouting for them and when they spotted the three columns using the backroads to approach their attack positions, they relayed that information to a not-so-distant A-50E/I. The squadron of waiting bombers had incredible endurance and had been circling the suspected target area for three hours. They broke up into groups of six then into groups of two. The first two lined up on their targets then unleashed their lethal cargo.Each plane dropped sixty-nine 250 kg bombs. That was138 bombs with a combined explosive power of 75,900 lbs. spread out over three-quarters of a mile. The A-50 assessed the damage for 7 minutes before sending the second set of two in. Another 138 bombs. Another 75,900 lbs. of death. The third group wouldn't be needed. In ten minutes the fighting power of the 2nd Royal Thai Infantry Division had evaporated.Option Two? That called for the 1st Infantry Division, with her added units, to sally forth from Bangkok and rescue the trapped elements of their other divisions. That would have entailed abandoning large areas of the capital to the protestors and the tiny groups of invaders that were helping them. No one thought they would do that and they were right. Had they been wrong, there was another squadron of bombers waiting for them.  It was H-hour plus nineteen. The Thai Phon Thahan-turned-Sip Tho looked out into the darkness. Four hours ago he was anticipating crossing the Cambodian border and burning down their town for a change. Now, now it was wait-and-see. The majority of the division had withdrawn for a long night march to the west. From what he had gathered, the 2nd Army had been pummeled and it was once again the time for the 2nd Division to save the day.He spotted movement in front of him. He glanced over to his 'sniper', a Thahan Phran who was the best shot in his unit and had a taste for the task. The man had the target in his sights."I come to parlay," the voice in the darkness shouted in less than perfect Thai. The Thai soldier had to think what that meant. His instinct was to shoot the man. His training taught him to not make choices above his pay grade."Advance. Don't do anything stupid," he called out. To the man next to him he whispered, "Go get the Captain." The man slunk away. No one alive in the unit stood up to do anything. You even pissed crouched down. The man coming toward him was a Cambodian. It was evident in both his gear and accent. "What do you want?""We want a truce," the man replied. He remained very erect, his hands in the air and only made slow, careful movements."I should shoot you," he growled."That would be unfortunate for both of us. I would, of course, be dead, and my allies would open up with our artillery."The conversation was truncated by the captain's arrival. They went through much of the same routine, absent the 'I should kill you part' and the counter-threat. The captain turned to the Thai soldier."Blindfold and bind this man's hands then take him to the Phan Ek (Colonel). Let him figure this out."Without the soldier saying anything the Captain added, "This could be a ruse. I must stay here. Hurry."He nodded, took a shirt from one of the civilian volunteers, cut it into strips then blindfolded and bound the man."If you so much as sneeze, I'll put a bullet in your head," he warned the man."I understand," the Cambodian replied. The soldier took the Cambodian one block behind the lines, spun the man around several times, then led him toward the command bunker. He spun him around twice more before making his final approach. A wounded junior officer met him at the entrance."Come on," he took custody of the man. Having nothing else to do and not having been ordered to release the prisoner, the soldier followed along.The Regimental Commander had the man un-blindfolded. His hands remained bound."What do your masters want?" the Major snapped."They want a truce," the Cambodian blinked in the sudden bright light."You invaded us without a declaration of war. That makes you criminals, not combatants.""We attacked at the request of the legitimate authority in Thailand, the Commanding General of the Royal Thai Third Army.""Those men are rebels and you will not refer to them as anything but," the Phan Ek insisted."Very well. My Commander wishes to let you know that our mobile hospital has arrived. We wish to exchange prisoners and place our facilities at your disposal as well.""The Royal Thai army will be there soon enough," the Major glowered."Unlikely. Our Khanate allies have informed us that most of your division was destroyed on the road. You have one battered regiment and a handful of tanks. You are not going anywhere."The soldier wanted to slap the smug smile off the man's face."I do not have the authority to hand over prisoners until their status as POWs or criminals has been established," the senior officer countered."If you consider our men criminals, we will treat your men like traitors.""Are you threatening me?""Yes. A fact you should be aware of is that the Khanate has been flying in reinforcements since noon and we have five more armored, mechanized and artillery Zuuns to attack with. Come sunrise, we will be coming at you again unless we have a truce.""Now you are threatening us again," the Phan Ek pointed out."I am explaining the realities of your situation, nothing more," the Cambodian countered. "Our task force commander believes that further violence will be futile. You have done your job and we have done ours.""And your job was to keep us occupied so you could rape and pillage other parts of our country?""No sir. The Alliance forces have been operating under very strict guidelines. The Thai people are our allies and we are a liberating force," the Cambodian replied."You consider this town 'liberated'? You've destroyed it," the Phan Ek noted."It was unfortunate that you chose to fight us here."The Colonel studied the man silently for thirty seconds."I will agree to a two hour truce. That should allow me to contact my superiors for further clarification on my mission. We will hand over any critically injured 'invaders'. You will return any POW's you are holding in exchange.""Agreed," the Cambodian immediately responded."Just like that? It is really within your authority to make such a deal?""As I said earlier Phan Ek, we believe the fighting is over. We don't need your captured men. We would like to see as many as our comrades live as possible. No matter what your commanders say, the fact remains that if you come out of these ruins, you will be slaughtered. You know that. I know that. Peace is the only avenue that leads to any level of success. Today, today, both our forces did what our commanders told us to do. The dying should stop.""Go. The truce will take effect in, fifteen minutes ~ 12:12 am. We will transfer prisoners and wounded at your point of entry. We will both give a warning whistle fifteen, ten, five and one minute before the truce ends at 2:12 am. Do you understand?"The Cambodian repeated the terms of the truce. He was bound up then sent back with the Sip Tho."Do you really think this is the end of the fighting," he asked his blind captive."On the lives of my children I hope so," the man sighed. "I led 88 men into battle this morning and now I'm down to 46 effectives. I have lost too many already for a battle that wasn't in my nation's best interest. I am tired of the killing.""Me too," the Thai said a moment later. After he delivered him to the Captain on the front lines, the man was unbound."Good luck," he found himself saying."Good luck for both of us," the Cambodian gave a weary smile. "May we not meet again.""If I see you again, I will kill you.""I feel the same way," the man chuckled. "We are both soldiers doing what more powerful men have commanded us to do. I don't know about you, but I have had enough." Several Thai soldiers nodded. They had driven the enemy off Thai soil. Continuing the fight didn't seem to have much of a point.  

I denne uge har Rune Lykkeberg talt med den franske økonom og klimaforsker Timothée Parrique, der med begrebet 'décroissance' forsvarer vækstkritikken og forklarer, hvorfor den er uomgængelig --- Når man ser på, hvad økonomisk vækst har gjort ved vores naturgrundlag, og hvordan prisen for vækst altid har været ødelæggelser, som andre generationer har skullet betale, er det nærliggende at tænke, at man nødvendigvis må være imod vækst. Når man derimod tænker på, at også seksuel frigørelse, kvindefrigørelse, social mobilitet og fattigdomsbekæmpelse er forbundet med økonomisk vækst, så er det pludselig sværere at være modstander. Men når man på dén måde er fanget mellem to tanker, hvor man på den ene side ikke rigtig er imod vækst, men på den anden side heller ikke rigtig er tilhænger af den – hvad gør man så? Ja, så gør man som Rune Lykkeberg i denne uges Langsomme samtaler og ringer til Timothée Parrique. Timothée Parrique (f. 1989) er fransk økonom og klimaforsker ved Lausanne Universitet og en af de fremmeste internationale stemmer inden for vækstkritik og økologisk økonomi. I 2022 skrev han en bog, der blev en overraskende bestseller i Frankrig, og som siden er blevet oversat til ni sprog. Nu er den også kommet på dansk på Hans Reitzels forlag under titlen: Afvækst eller undergang – Hvordan vi bremser væksten, gentænker økonomien og redder verden. I bogen samler Parrique op på tankerne fra 1972-klassikeren Grænser for vækst og sætter dem ind i en samtidig kontekst med begrebet décroissance, der på dansk bedst kan oversættes til 'afvækst'. I løbet af samtalen forsvarer Timothée Parrique den grundlæggende vækstkritik og forklarer, hvorfor den ikke bare er nødvendig, men fuldstændig uomgængelig.

Cáel' as the new Amazon Teen IdolBy FinalStand. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels."I've missed you too," Aya bumped foreheads with me. I was 'a Son of the White Stallion' who 'ran with the herds of Epona'. I was so proud of her. She had woven together a Magyar myth with an Amazon naming convention. Epona, the Celtic Horse Goddess and Aya's matron divinity, was worshiped with the sacrifice of foals, Amazons offered up fillies (female baby horsies) whose spirits ran with the Goddess in the Spirit World.When the pre-Christian Magyars went to war, they sacrificed a white stallion to entreat their deities to grant them victory. No one was about to slit my throat, or cut my heart out. I was made sacred, a spirit stud in Epona's vast herd of mares. How freakishly accurate."I love you for your brains, you know that, don't you?" I whispered to Aya."Yes. You are saving up your other love for Mommy," she kinda/sorta teased me. Out of the semi-circle of children, three stood out. More accurately, they were dwarfed by their companions. I took the group's indecision as an offer to advance."Hi," I addressed the smallest three members of the audience. "Are you the Fatal Squirts?""They are not allowed that name," Sophia interceded. "No Amazon child deserves an acknowledgement before their trial." I half-turned and nodded her way."(Cough, cough). "Excuse me, please." If she spoke Phoenician, I was boned for being obviously disrespectful of her authority and would have to take whatever punishment Sophia felt I deserved.Otherwise, I was getting away with binding 'leads to death' to 'blood-death wound' in that ancient and highly extinct tongue: 'fatal, squirts' indeed. Her hand fell on my shoulder."I have heard you laugh at death," Sophia remarked. If I was on Zoosk, all you would have to do was type in 'Preference: Amazon Male Who Dares Talk Back', and there was my smiling mug, all alone, staring back at you."Before I confess to anything, do you consider that an asset, or liability," I grinned."I withhold judgment," was her reply."I don't mean to 'laugh at death'. It is because all the other choices suck and, perhaps I've been called stubborn, bull-headed and 'not having even a passing acquaintance with common sense' a time, or two," I shrugged with my lovely burden curled around my left arm."No names, our tradition and my command," Sophia laid down the law. Sigh. I put Aya down. She didn't cause me a hint of trouble because she knew my heart. I unbuckled and handed her my two guns (my Glock-22, and 38). I motioned one of the mini-Amazons forward. She shuffled up to Aya's side and received my two tomahawks.Not only was no one leaving, the rest of the camp started coming down to see what was about to transpire. In my short stint at Havenstone, I had developed a reputation as an exciting fun-guy/irrepressible troublemaker."I feel your decision is founded on misinformation, or your rendering to be unjust," I told Sophia."Explain," Sophia requested.I hadn't disarmed for my sake, or hers. I gave up my weapons to affirm my desire to talk. I placed myself at my sister's mercy, thus expressing my trust in her. Amazons are not savages, just violently inclined.Later, Pamela would remind me that my behavior was precisely what Isharans were supposed to do, seek peace."Aya has taken a position as intern with Executive Services at Havenstone," I explained. "She held my position and served effectively for four days with good work reviews from the head of the department herself," I added."She has served in a caste, been assigned duties by members of that caste, performed errands and accomplished all that was asked of her. Doesn't that create an allowance for Aya, as she has been considered for a caste?" I was fishing for an excuse based on my instincts for these people."She has never been selected, chosen and been anointed to a caste, so her preliminary experience does not qualify," Sophia said after a few seconds of introspection. "Next?""She has charged forth into battle on my behest." The archery range."You were not an acknowledged member of the Host when that happened. Next?""She's tried to kill me," I tossed out there."What?" many exclaimed."No!" Aya gasped."When did this occur?" Sophia's eyes twinkled."At the archery range. She shot at me twice," I responded."She was practicing," was the counter. "Next?""Not next," I smiled. "I didn't have permission from anyone to step beyond the shooting line.In doing so, I accepted all calls to combat. Both Leona and Aya shot at me. Aya shot twice and came close once. Leona only hit me after I gave myself up to protect three Amazon children."Pause."Okay. Aya has served in combat, no matter how one-sided, " Sophia began."I was armed for part of the fight," I interrupted hurriedly. Aya's first arrow."Accepted. You were a viable combatant before that as witnessed by other Amazons in earlier encounters. She and another Amazon shot at you without any other claiming traditional ownership of you," Sophia nodded. The Leader had given me a 'bye' on my intern status."Aya may bear an honorific," Sophia loudly proclaimed her change in course. To Amazons, screwing up was a distant third to not owning up to what you did and not learning from your mistakes. Besides, I could tell Sophia was warming up to me, as a male and an Amazon."My war band?" Aya chirped."You do not have a war band, Aya Epona, but whatever name you use among yourselves is not a matter I will concern myself with," Sophia stated firmly. "Fifty days, Cáel." That was the end of it. Sophia turned and began walking uphill, conflict successfully resolved.The Fatal Squirts had emerged with a semi-official status, I had emerged without a new series of wounds and I had wrangled forth a small down payment for all the love and loyalty Aya had showered on me."Best Daddy in the World!" Aya shouted. "Mamitu! Mamitu!" Destiny.Amazons weren't huge believers in luck. They put their faith in training, planning, experience and diligence. For them, victory was a matter of destiny. Let the sloppy, treacherous Greeks invoke 'Nike', Victory, or 'Tyche', Luck for tossing them a positive outcome in battle. My side weren't thankful for the win they deserved.They acknowledged Mamitu had, through foresight, prepared the Host for what had to be done. For Aya, it was destiny that had put me in her path; she and her sisters trained for the hostage scenario multiple times, so she was a logical choice for my training. She had been training with the bow when I was giving her the inner strength and confidence to hit the target.Training, not mutual good fortune, put her at the range to make that shot. Whatever part luck played, that bolt that had saved my life and paved the way for Aya's rise to leadership had been a part of her training as well. Amazons didn't deny luck, nor did the put any trust in it."Hi, so who are the rest of you?" I addressed the Fatal Squirts while rearming."I am Mosa Oya," the tomahawk holder identified herself."I am, " the third member got out before we were propelled back into that 'never too distant' No-Man's Land. A girl, a stranger in her early teens, came up and shoved Aya hard."You are nothing special," the older girl growled at my buddy. My 'daughter' barely avoided sprawling in the dust.The intensity was palatable. Aya had no chance of beating this girl. Not only did her opponent have every physical advantage, she had three buddies as well, correction: two buddies and a twin sister. Amazons built lifetime bonds around these foursomes. Aya and company backed down, despite her obvious shame. She had just won an honorific as a child, unheard of before this. It was Amazon tactical thinking, not fear, that ruled Aya's mind. I was so proud of her."What's your name?" I inquired congenially of the newcomer. She flashed me a look of anger laced with teenage hormones, then turned and stormed away, actually, she only started to storm away. Her behavior had played right into my hands. I was an adult. She wasn't a full-fledged member of the Host, nor was she a child anymore. I had asked her a question and she had been disrespectful to me. Her bad. Still, I doubted anyone expected my leg sweep.The bully hit the ground hard, no rolling with the blow for her. My foot smashing down on her diaphragm drove the fight right out of her. I wasn't done. The twin rushed in, my thunderbolt left sent her flying back from whence she came. Amazons despise child abuse as cruel and socially cancerous, yet no one else was rushing in to stop me.Even her other two friends were obeying both basic Amazon battle philosophy and conduct. Two young teens versus me was stupid, and I wasn't alone. I had four Squirts plus two other women close by who saw nothing wrong with a cooperative pummeling. I lifted my foot a centimeter from the girl's chest."Let's try this again," I spoke softly. "I am Cáel Ishara. You have disparaged my house by putting your back to me after I, an adult, politely addressed you. In fifteen seconds your sin will pass beyond your ability to address and your actions will be viewed as your family's unwarranted insult. My sisters will seek vengeance against your sisters with the added advantage that your sisters won't know what's going on. Now, what's your name?"See, I could have gone straight to Step Two, the House on House vengeance. Me kicking her ass was merciful because after five, or six members of her house were jumped, one at a time by three, or four, of mine, those ladies were going to be truly curious why their youngster had been so fucking rude in front of so many fucking Amazons to the HEAD of a fucking First House.'Honorific' Aya still had no status except that of a child. Dumb Bunny was passed her 12th year test, so she was of her House, thus the insult. Despite my 'fantasy' assumption of the role of grunt, everyone knew that Cáel Cabbage-head was Cáel Ishara, Head of House Ishara. I was the only accepted male Amazon in existence, the only possessor of a 'five o'clock shadow' in camp, I was armed and I was so armed while walking among their children.She could not have possibly mistaken me for another. Her eyes showed that truism too. Her wrathful 'how dare that male!' morphed into 'oh fuck, my older sisters are going to be tossed down stairwells, jacked up in parking garages and they were going to be caught totally flat-footed when it happens, and it is all my (the girl's) fault'.In theory, Saint Marie could deny my feud (we were at war), or warn the girl's house of my request, but why would she? The crime couldn't have been more obvious and the Amazons were way past making harmful shit up about me."Zarana, Zarana of House Inara," she gasped.I switched foot placement, pivoted, reached down to arm-clasp my left with her left and ended with me pulling her effortlessly to a standing position."A pleasure to meet you Zarana Inara. I am Cáel Ishara, but you may call me Cáel if you wish," I gave her my award winning smile. "No one will ever doubt your courage in my presence," I added.'Lead with the left jab, then catch them with the right hook'. As true in interpersonal relationships as in boxing. I had beaten her handily seconds ago and now I was applauding her bravery. Again, I wasn't a Head of House calling attention to her virtue, but I was."Your sister shares your warrior's heart.""I, I, I don't know what came over me, " she started to give me a respectful head-nod. I hooked a finger under her chin to stop her."Are you going to reconsider your approach for dealing with a male Amazon, Zarana of Inara?" I bridged the awkward moment. Bing! I had turned a humiliation into a learning moment."Yes," she smiled at me. "Yes Cáel Ish, Cáel.""I swear by the All-Mighty, if I find this one crawling into your sleeping bag, I'm going to be very disappointed in you," Delilah ambushed me. Wa-ha?"Oh, come on!" I protested. "She's thirteen.""Fourteen," the other twin, bleeding lip and all, puffed herself up."Not helping, " I looked at the twin."Vaski," she supplied. What?"Vaski? Really? That was Grandmother's name, it is Magyar-Finnish," I wondered."We are almost related," she conjured the improbable out of the impossible."No you are not, young lady," Delilah serpentined her way to the front of the crowd. "You are not family now and you can't attempt to be for four more years.""Who would you be?" Zarana challenged Delilah. Man, those two kids were spunky."An honored guest," Priya provided. "I hope another lesson in manners will not be necessary.""I'll do my best," I volunteered. Priya had been addressing the twins; not me. Taking the hit was a bit of comedy to diffuse the moment."Some of you need to eat," a camp counselor stated. Another crisis down and the sky wasn't even dark yet."Cáel!" and here we went again. Thank you, Ishara, it was Europa, the strange one, meaning the one I understood the most.(Night and Day)This place kept getting more and more wonderful. There was one safe road that rolled out of the camp's front gate (there was no wall, the gate was ceremonial) and disappeared off toward the closest state road. Scheduled trips were made to the closest blip on the census data where they bought stuff (irrelevant) and were 'seen' by the locals (the important thing).If anyone investigated, there was a legitimate summer camp 'out there'. The counselors weren't friendly, but they worked with 'troubled' kids, so keeping the small talk to a minimum was excusable. Sure, they only saw women, usually the same ones each trip during a given summer. The camp held nearly a thousand people, so the all-female thing was dismissed as a quirk.That was the second layer of deception. We had already learned that the first layer was the idea of a camp for girls in the foster care system. The third layer was all the visible 'props'. This went beyond the typical craft centers, juvenile obstacle courses, and a dozen other distractions. (The only 'real' one was the stables. Amazons loved riding horses and being assigned to tend to their care was a high honor.)Thirty meters inside the gate was a bridged gulch. After dark, the bridge supports were removed turning a clear shot into the center of camp into a waiting death trap. If there was any doubt, the gulch, so comforting and protective, was a blast zone as well, designation: The Barbecue Pit. I couldn't find it, but I was sure there was an altar somewhere to the matron goddess for this summer camp, the Goddess Paranoia.The sleeping quarters for everyone? More props. Campers would go in, mill around for ten minutes, then curl up on their bed, the ones that warmed up to 98 degrees in the shape of human bodies. Then the campers went down the shafts beneath their bunks and dutifully shuffled along the one meter high underground tunnels to their mesa-based domiciles. Again, once in the cliff-side barracks, they had two chimneys, a tunnel back to the dorm building and a cleverly designed, nearly invisible front exit to choose from.Pamela took it in stride, Delilah was a bit peeved by the 'excessive' security. Virginia, we'd already dragged her through her dorm tunnel to her cave to sleep it off. For me, the tunnel's dimensions made it a tight fit. Amazons can be pretty strong, but they don't have shoulders as wide as mine, nor are they normally over a meter/eight (six feet for us Yankees).I would have complained, except I had a sneaking suspicion that Pamela had a trowel to give me so I could 'widen up' a twenty to forty meter stretch of tunnel the moment I opened my mouth. As the last portion of the instructional tour, we were directed to get our grub before it was gone because the sadistic chefs loved to watch the eight year old workhouse orphans fight over who got to lick the pot instead of starving.Not really. The victuals were actually very good. I had hopes of more bonding time with my Epona ladies, yet no sooner had I cleaned my tin plate and dinnerware, I found someone else who craved my attention, Sophia. She was hot for my touch and by that I meant she wanted to punch and kick me around for a bit, all in the name of fun."Since you are my guest, I will let you choose our weapons," Sophia decided."I choose hyperbole," I gracefully flowed from sitting with one leg down and the other bent to standing."Specify.""Caber tossing with real Sequoia. I'll wait for the ladies of Girl Scout Troop 666 to go get some, they have to be authentic; no substitutes accepted," I explained."That's not hyperbole," Sophia snorted. "Hyperbole would be, 'I want to use the biggest spears ever used by Amazons, or Goddesses'.""My hyperbole wasn't the caber tossing, it was us 'waiting' for a set of circumstances we both knew wouldn't happen," I countered. Sophia nodded.

Welcome to Episode 150 of The Scale Model Podcast Sponsored by CultTVMan and Sean's Custom Model Tools HostsStuartTerryGeoffThanks to our latest Patreon and Buy Me a Coffee Supporters:Check out our What We Like page for lists of what we like. ***************************************LATEST NEWSAviation artist Roy Huxley passed away over the weekend 48 hour buildThe 48in48 Challenge, spearheaded by James Skiffins and the Model Officers Mess Facebook group, is a globally celebrated scale modelling event with a mission: to bring together the modelling community while raising funds for Models for Heroes, a UK-based charity supporting the mental health of veterans and first responders through the therapeutic benefits of scale modelling. This year, the event is set to kick off on Friday 14th March 2025, promising 48 hours of camaraderie, creativity, and charity.www.48-48.org Scale Colors being purchased by Squadron 2 stories from Hobby Merchandiser MagazineBandai Raises Prices; Opens New FactoryRetail prices for models and collectibles from the popular anime“Mobile Suit Gundam,” including Gundam plastic models (or gunpla), will progressively increase from April 2025, major toymaker BandaiSpirits Co. announced. Model Kit Market Set To Grow Through 2028The global hobby model kits market is estimated to grow by 3.65%, or $219 million, through 2028, according to research firm Technavio.The growing disposable income of the middle-class population is driving market growth, along with the growth in 3D printing.IPMS Canada Website SNAFU resolved - membership renewals didn't work in mid January - you could get to paying by PayPal but nothing would happen. The issue has been resolved, so go ahead and renew/start your membership!IPMS 2024 Nationals Numbers releasedNumbers from the 2024 IPMS National Convention-1012 Members attended the convention-There were 92 different vendors and 403 tables-764 people bought one day passes (these are family passes, so they represent a larger number of people)-2667 Models were entered in the contest-Over 600 models were on display at our first “Tiger Meet”. Some of those models were entered in the contest on FridayAirfix 2025 range launchNew tool items.1/144 SLS Artemis Rocket1/72 B-24D Liberator1/72 Westland Wessex HC.21/48 SEPECAT Jaguar GR.1/GR.1A1/48 Fairey Gannet COD.41/48 Spitfire Mk.IXe1/48 Spitfire TR.91/35 Ferret Scout Car Mk.I1/35 Alvis FV622 Stalwart Mk.2 Vintage classic announcements.1/72 Puma HC.1 (1973)1/72 Sopwith Pup (1973)1/72 SEPECAT Jaguar (1970)1/72 German E Boat (1975)1/72 Vosper M.T.B (1972)1/72 Lockheed Hudson (1963!!)1/144 Boeing 314 Clipper (1967)1/72 RAF Rescue Boat (1978) ***************************************MAILBAGWe want to hear from you! Let us know if you have any comments or suggestions scalemodelpodcast@gmail.com.***************************************LATEST HOBBY ANNOUNCEMENTSBridge for SNW Enterprise, by ParagrafixModeling Master File: How to Master Low Visibility Modern Aircraft by John Chung (Scale Scriber)Two tracked AFV's from Hobbyboss in February1/35 Telsa Tank from Border ModelsWWII German Motorcycle Zundapp KS750S-3B Viking Anti-Submarine Aircraft in 1/48 and 1/32 from TrumpeterCaproni Ca.3 Final Renders in 1/32Airscale is working on a 3D-printed Boulton Paul Mk.l in 1:32 scale.A preview of Italeri's newest itemsTrumpeter FebruaryAmmo has a weathering pencil system.What's new at Scalemates.com ***************************************SPONSOR AD #1Cult TV Man***************************************WHAT'S ON THE BENCHStuart - Work continues slowly on the Land Rover, I finished several Comstar battlemechs. Geoff - IPMS London member George Wray and I were tagged to build a couple of IAR80 review models from IBG in Poland - George isn't renovating a house, so his review was published in the latest IPMS Canada RT online magazine this month. His work is excellent, so I've been pushing myself to finish my version for the next issue. It's a beautiful kit - maybe what Wingnut Wings would do if they did 1/72 WW2 Romanian fighters… Terry - Work continues apace on the Moosaroo project. Mocking up the shadowbox has shown me a couple of things I'll need to change. Groundwork looks good so far, but a lot left to do. I need to get into the airbrush booth for the sub and some other items but will wait until it warms up a little. Some progress on both the Destroid Phalanx, which should be done in a short while and the Claude which is just in the cockpit phase now. Plenty of shelf queens waiting for some attention once bench space is available.***************************************WHAT WE ARE READINGStuart - Return of the King, On Terry's recommendation read and finished Stephen Baxter's Voyage,Geoff - Empire of the Summer Moon, by S.C. Gwynn - an excellent book about the history and destruction of the Comanche Nation in the southwest, centering around the remarkable last major Comanche leader, Quanah Parker. Apparently, it's been picked up for a movie adaptation. Highly recommended. Also, “The Skystone” by Jack Whyte, the first in a three volume series about the fictional “true” story behind the Arthurian legend. Hint: the core things happened in the period after the collapse of Roman rule in Britain as it slid into the dark ages, but no magic or mysticism- just events that were elaborated on over time until the myth we know today solidified. My son in law recommended it ages ago and I am pretty sure I read it before, but it's very good and hard to put down Terry: Finished Voyage by Steven Baxter, a very nice conjectural fiction about NASA going to Mars, and all the work and drama therein. I started his next book, Titan. The central conceit here is that Cassini/Huygens found life on Titan. I'm just in the early pages so it's all place setting at this point. Also reading the Bleach Manga, now that it's available in English for a decent price.***************************************SPONSOR AD #2Seans Custom Model Tools***************************************THINGS WE'VE SEENWilliam Adair 1/144 German WWI Fighter1/32 scratchbuilt Halifax IPMS Bolton, UKModel Airplane Maker's 2025 wish list.WW2 ammo color set***************************************THE LAST WORDFor more modelling podcast goodness, check out other modelling podcasts at modelpodcasts.comPlease leave us a positive review if you enjoy what we're doing!Check us out: FaceBook, YouTube, and our very own website. Unboxings are available at http://blackfire.ca/We also have merchandise now. Check it out on Redbubble 

In the latest episode of Morningstar DBRS' “European Securitisation Insights” podcast, host Mudasar Chaudhry, who leads our European Structured Finance Research team, is joined by Guglielmo Panizza, Vice President, European ABS Ratings, and Miklos Halasz, Assistant Vice President, European ABS Ratings, to discuss the treatment of alternative-fuelled vehicles in asset-backed securities (ABS) transactions. The episode provides an overview of the European auto market covering key trends and some differences among jurisdictions. Road vehicles contribute roughly 15% of global CO2 emissions, and, more specifically, cars and vans contribute around 10%. Working towards net-zero targets, the auto industry is shifting towards alternative fuel vehicles, and we are beginning to see this change also in securitised European auto pools. The speakers examine whether this transition from internal combustion engines to alternative-fuelled vehicles has any impact on the credit performance or credit rating analysis of auto ABS transactions.Related Content:“European Auto ABS: Too Much Green Can Add Uncertainty” https://dbrs.morningstar.com/research/432991/european-auto-abs-too-much-green-can-add-uncertainty“Rating European Auto Wholesale Securitisations” https://dbrs.morningstar.com/research/435289/rating-european-auto-wholesale-securitisationsBy downloading or listening to this podcast, you are agreeing to the Morningstar DBRS disclaimer and legal terms and conditions found at dbrs.morningstar.com/about/disclaimer and dbrs.morningstar.com/about/termsandconditions, including that the information provided is not investment, financial or other advice. Morningstar DBRS will not be liable for losses arising from your use of the information. Please note that the content of this podcast is intended for European audiences only.

ASL After Midnight! Finally an Advanced Squad Leader parody song that is about the victorious side of the game, rather than all of our wargaming foibles and faults. Donovan's game must have improved over the years. We finish off our coverage of the rules in section A with rule 26: Victory Conditions. Now you will be able to go back to all those games you  have on hold and tally up the winner of each one.  That only took us 16 years. Picture of Vincent Maresca's Dice TowerSHOW LINKSNone todaySHOW TIMES00:01 "ASL After Midnight" Song7:00 Rules VC 30:00 Dave's Digression34:00 Rules VC Part 246:28 Total Running TimeASL After MidnightLyrics by Dennis DonovanPerformed by The 2 Half Squad SingersASL after midnight, rolling dice till the dawnAFVs all burning wreckage, they're gone, they're goneI took the building 'bout 1 A.M. Rolling, rolling.Close Combat phase skills showing again, rolling, rolling.My squads lit up in his IR lightIts time to assault move to the right.ASL after midnight, rolling dice till the dawnAFVs all burning wreckage, they're gone, they're goneGot T-34's, 1.8 inch thick steel, rolling, rollingReady to target a German Stug, rolling, rollingThe dice are heavy, the games at stakeCan't roll boxcars and see the MA breakASL after midnight, rolling dice till the dawnAFV's all burning wreckage, they're gone, they're goneThe air's electric, with Armored power, rolling, rollingMy dice are hotter, by the hour, rolling, rollingThe VC Buildings, are mine for the winThe buildings rockin' as my squads advance inASL after midnight, rolling dice till the dawnAFV's all burning wreckage, they're gone, they're gone The 2 Half-Squads is brought to you by Bounding Fire Productions, and kind donations from listeners like you.The views and opinions expressed on The 2 Half-Squads are not necessarily those of the hosts. You can also watch the show on our Youtube channel.Download this episode (right-click and Save)

We all know tanks are great, but they don't do it alone. The Royal Canadian Armoured Corps uses firepower, speed, and protection to defend and take terrain in coordination with the infantry. Colonel Fraser Auld is the Director of the Armoured Corps, and he gives the rundown on how armoured fighting vehicles fit into the bigger picture on the battlefield.Feel free to contact Captain Adam Orton with any comments or questions:armyconnect-connectionarmee@forces.gc.caConnect with the Canadian Army on social media:Facebook  | X (Twitter) | Instagram | YouTubeVisit Forces.ca if you are considering a career in the Army.Copyright Information© His Majesty the King in Right of Canada, as represented by the Minister of National Defence, 2024

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On 17 February, Russian forces finally captured Avdiivka - once a city of 30,000 people - just ten kilometres from Donetsk. 110th Mechanised Brigade had defended the ruins for the last two years without relief. The end came when Russian forces infiltrated the south of the city using a concealed passage offered by a man-sized water pipe feeding Donetsk filter station. More units advanced from the north in the area of the Terrikon (slag heap) and dachas adjoining the Koksokhim (Avdiiv chemical coke plant). With 80-110 glide bombs landing on the defenders every day, and with the threat of the city being cut in two, the Ukrainian command took the prudent decision to withdraw. The next phase for Russian forces should have been an exploitation of the breach in the defence. In fact, the assault on Avdiivka which had started the previous October quite exhausted the attackers. 16,000 soldiers were killed according to a disillusioned Luhansk separatist. A staggering 531 pieces of equipment were destroyed, damaged or abandoned, including 169 tanks. It was not until the end of March that Russian forces were able to resume the advance in an organised way (although small-scale and suicidal attacks never stopped across the front lines). This article reviews the action since and specifically examines the battle for the Durna river line. Ukrainian and Russian dispositions Ukrainian and Russian dispositions are shown on the map below. For both sides, unit and formation names do not correspond to actual size. A 'brigade' may be a weak battalion. 'Battalions' are commonly just companies. Russian prisoners routinely report how a company may start with 100 men but be reduced to as few as ten fit soldiers. Caution is also needed because units are rotated (withdrawn) when exhausted. This is especially true of Russian forces. The map therefore represents all reported units/formations and where, but they may not have been present all the time, or in strength. Russian troops on this front are referred to as 'Centre Group'. They are drawn from Central Military District (CVO) and 1st DNR Army Corps. Commander 'Centre Group' is the 48-year old infantryman Colonel-General Andrei Mordvichev. He has participated in the war from the beginning rising from army commander to army group commander. CVO has been the best performing military district - ironically - as traditionally it is the reserve district in the Russian Federation and least favoured with resources. Ukrainian command in this sector falls under the Khortytsia Operational-Strategic Group (OSUV). The commander is a General Sodel [Sodol]. It is not possible to estimate troop numbers with any certainty. Both sides are depleted. The Russians continue to commit units to destruction further complicating estimation of strengths. Nor is it possible to estimate equipment numbers. With the exception of the battalion-level attack at the beginning, Russian attacks are typically platoon strength involving 1-2 tanks and as many as four AFVs. The ad hoc mix of vehicle types tells the story of Russian problems with replenishing combat losses. Ukrainian counter-attacks typically involve a single tank or AFV. Artillery and rocket fire on the Russian side involves single guns or launchers that fire one salvo then scoot. Ukrainian indirect fire has been minimal due to 'shell starvation'. FPV and Mavic-style drones rule the battlefield and both sides go to great lengths to conceal themselves, in the case of vehicles, guns and rocket launchers; or to remain underground if infantry. Camouflage is insufficient. The only true protection is total concealment. Saturated ECM has also become a prerequisite for survival. Avdiivka front - Russian operational objectives Cold War students of the Soviet Army probably remember the concept of immediate and subsequent objectives. This echeloning endures in the modern Russian Army. The immediate objective on the Avdiivka front was the Durna river line, just 10 kilometres from Avdiivka...

In breaking news we are excited to  share the news from Andys Hobby HQ of the planned release of the 1/16 M113! Dave called it and was on the money! The boys mull this exciting news over as well as a second new M113 announced from AFV club of the Aussie M113A1 LRV in 1/35 scale. We are living in THE golden age for sure!  

Der AFV ist eine humanitäre Hilfsorganisation, die seit 1992 für den Wiederaufbau und Frieden in Afghanistan arbeitet. Mit Projekten, die vorwiegend in ländlichen Gegenden angesiedelt sind, setzt sich der Verein gezielt für die Förderung von Frauen und Kindern ein. Ihre Leitlinie ist Hilfe zur Selbsthilfe. Inmitten herausfordernder Umstände setzt sich der AFV unermüdlich für die Rechte und Unterstützung von Frauen in Afghanistan ein. Christina Ihle, eine engagierte Aktivistin und Mitglied des Afghanischen Frauenvereins, ist heute bei uns, um über die Herausforderungen, Erfolge und die dringende Notwendigkeit der Unterstützung für afghanische Frauen zu sprechen. Herzlich willkommen, Christina, vielen Dank, dass du dir die Zeit nimmst, um mit uns zu sprechen. Ich befürchte die wenigsten von uns wissen, wie es aktuell in Afghanistan aussieht, nimm uns doch mal bitte mit. Wie ist die politische Lage und wie die Situation der Frauen vor Ort?

1.  Bee Bee Sea - Be Bop Palooza. 2.  Drunk Mums - Magazines. 3.  Mustard Service - The Dominoes. 4.  Las Rosas - Oh Man. 5.  Worn-Tin - Something's Coming. 6.  Sun Seeker - A Dirty Bath Of Everything. 7.  Jay Som - Turn Into.  8.  Beach House - Alien. 9.  Houses of Heaven - Deserve. 10.  Urban Heat - Right Time of Night. 11.  The Holy - Familia. 12.  A Place To Bury Strangers - It Is Time. 13.  OLGA - Lie to Me. 14.  The Plastic Cherries - Liftoff!  15.  Milo Korbenski - Rooster. 16.  Corridor - Mon Argent. 17.  The South Hill Experiment - BONITA (feat. Buck Raines). 18.  fantasy of a broken heart - AFV. 19.  Royel Otis - Foam. 20.  TTSSFU - Character. 21.  La Luz - Strange World. 22.  Basement Revolver - Red Light. 23.  The Marías - Run Your Mouth. 24.  Pink Milk - You Will Follow Me to Hell (Night on Earth). 25.  Animal Ghosts - Wonder. 26.  cruush - Cotton Wool. 27.  Oeil - Born Again. 28.  C. Samms - Bouquet. 29.  Discovery Zone - FYI.

Moderne Kameras erfassen Autokennzeichen und gleichen sie mit Polizei-Datenbanken ab. So sollen Verkehrssünder lückenlos erfasst werden. Doch die Methode ist umstritten. Wer mit dem Auto unterwegs ist, muss damit rechnen gefilmt zu werden. Seit Jahren bauen die Kantonalen Polizeikorps die automatische Fahndung nach Fahrzeugen aus, um Verstösse gegen die Verkehrsregeln aufzudecken. Der Fachbegriff dafür lautet: automatisierte Fahrzeugfahndung und Verkehrsüberwachung (AFV). Dabei scannen moderne Kameras die Autokennzeichen und vergleichen sie mit Polizeidatenbanken. In einzelnen Kantonen, werden die gesammelten Daten über eine gewisse Zeit gespeichert. Die AFV-Systeme haben den Vorteil, dass Kriminelle verfolgt, schwere Straftaten aufgedeckt, oder gestohlene Fahrzeuge wieder gefunden werden können. Doch in einigen Kantonen fehlen die gesetzlichen Grundlagen. Das Bundesgericht hat schon mehrfach interveniert. Kritiker bemängeln zudem die massenhafte Speicherung von Daten und die Verknüpfung mit anderen Datenbanken. Damit liesse sich detailliert nachverfolgen, wie sich unbescholtene Bürgerinnen und Bürger bewegen. Die Überwachung sei ein Eingriff in die Freiheitsrechte und ein Schritt hin zu einem Überwachungsstaat. Ist die Videofahndung im Verkehr problematisch oder nötig? Darüber diskutieren wir im Forum mit folgenden Gästen: * Rahel Estermann, Grüne Kantonsrätin LU / Vorstand Digitale Gesellschaft Schweiz * Daniel Wäfler, SVP Kantonsrat ZH

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A'RAF SURESİ MEALİ 199-206 N039 M007 Rahmân ve Rahîm olan Allah'ın adıyla. 199- Afvı al. Ma'rufu emret ve cahillerden yüz çevir. 200- Şeytan, sana bir vesvese verirse Allah'a sığın. Şüphesiz o işiticidir, bilicidir. 201- Şüphesiz sakınanlara şeytandan bir hayal geldiğinde hemen (Allah'ı) hatırlarlar ve bir de bakmışsın ki onlar (doğruyu) görüverirler. 202- Onların (kâfirlerin) kardeşleri, onları sapıklığa çeker. Sonra da (sapıklıkta) kusur yapmazlar. 203- Onlara bir ayet getirmediğinde, "devşirivermeli değil miydin" derler. De ki: Ben ancak Rabbimden bana vahy olunana uyarım. Bu (Kur'ân) Rabbinizden basiretlerdir, (gönlünüzün gözleridir), iman eden kavim için hidayettir, rahmettir." 204- Kur'ân okunduğu zaman onu dinleyin ve susun ki rahmet olunasınız. 205- Rabbini, içinden yalvararak ve korkarak ve gizlice sabah akşam zikret ve gafillerden olma. 206- Şüphesiz Rabbin katında olanlar ona ibadetten kibirlenmezler onu tesbih ederler, ve ona secde ederler.(Secde ayetidir.) https://soundcloud.com/kuranikerimtefsiri/araf-suresi-199-206-tefsiri-ali-kucuk

ACOFAE Podcast Presents: Addams Family Values: "Don't I YEARN and ACHE and SHOP?" If you live in the USA and are wondering why ACOFAE is covering Addams Family Values in November then you are in for a treat. If you live outside the USA and are wondering why ACOFAE is covering AFV in November then you are in for an experience. Welcome to Camp Chippewa, the best camp for privileged young adults and Pugsley and Wednesday are just that, albeit a bit different. Fester is lonely and looking for love all while Morticia and Gomez have just brought home a new baby. Cue the search for a nanny and shenanigans begin! Celebrity cameos and a baby David Krumholz round out an amazing cast that deliver the funniest lines in a children's movie where someone is electrocuted in front of an infant for laughs. Amazing stuff. "But Debbie..Pastels?" TW / CW: domestic abuse, bullying For additional TW/CW information for your future reads, head to this site for more: https://triggerwarningdatabase.com/ Spoilers: The Addams Family and The Addams Family Values Mentions: Twilight, The Hunger Games, Buffy *Thank you for listening to us! Please subscribe and leave a 5 star review and follow us on Instagram (https://www.instagram.com/acofaepodcast/) at @ACOFAEpodcast and on our TikToks! TikTok: ACOFAELaura : Laura Marie (https://www.tiktok.com/@acofaelaura?) ( https://www.tiktok.com/@acofaelaura) ACOFAEJessica : Jessica Marie (https://www.tiktok.com/@acofaejessica?) (https://www.tiktok.com/@acofaejessica) Instagram: @ACOFAEpodcast (https://www.instagram.com/acofaepodcast/) https://www.instagram.com/acofaepodcast/ @ACOFAELaura (https://www.instagram.com/acofaelaura/) https://www.instagram.com/acofaelaura/

 It's a Halloween Special that includes very few chills and thrills, but banter, AFV segment and an after action report on ON-6 Sweeping West from Bounding Fire Productions.   SHOW LINKSBounding Fire ProductionsSHOW TIMES00:01 OBA From the Sky with Lyrics by Troy Nordine; Sung by A 2 Half-Squad Singer (originally appeared in Episode 63)2:10 Small Talk12:30 Contest Winner and New Contest18:30

In this episode, Phil and Janelle are joined by some Interesting People, Dan and Jennifer from the Banned Camp podcast! Together, they talk about banned books, Hawaii, Mark Twain, eclipse glasses, AFV, The Price is Right, breakfast burritos, unicorns, library noises, Cooking With Vincent Price, and more.

What's inside your!?! yea we really don't wanna know or do we!? Let's go to AFV! Ernie was in Deal or No Deal whaaaaaat!? Football is back!

Jordan Leandre survived a rare cancer diagnosis as a child, became a beloved member of Red Sox Nation, and then threw perhaps the best first pitch in baseball history. TV writer/producer George Anagnostakos breaks down this moment in painstaking detail, discusses the importance of the stadium organ (55:50), and assembles his Dream Team of movie character basketball players (01:07:35). Showtime Codes: (13:13) AFV is YouTube before YouTube  (19:41) Why shortstop is an excellent phrase  (23:00) Jordan's pitch: cocky or comfortable? (25:50) Bad first pitches are the modern day public execution  (32:00) "Yeeehk" - the sound Jordan's face made  (39:23)  Neil and George moonlight as foley artists (40:50) Wally the Green Monster can't take his eyes off the ball (46:40) "Marshawn Lynch correctly identified me as a coward"  (46:49) George is the guy in Marshawn's prank videos at Ike's and the sneaker store (55:50) Did the organ player play a special note? (01:03:50) Devil's advocate: Other bad first pitches  (01:05:50) Is Conor McGregor's first pitch the worst? (01:07:35) Brand New segment: DREAM TEAM (01:18:22) Special Guest Anthony Capobianco joins the pod!  (01:19:25) Anthony pinpoints the place of impact on his body (01:28:00) Wally's burning question: "how close was it to the family jewels?" (01:32:49) George's impression of Jeffrey Tambor in Muppets from Space

Mike Mansell is a Principal at American Family Ventures, a multi-limited partner VC firm focused on the future of insurance. Mike assesses, invests in, and teams with early-stage startups that are poised to write the next chapter of insurance, whether from inside the industry or a relevant adjacency. He talks about the macro investing environment and cooling off after years of hyper-growth, and how founders have become more focused on creating strong businesses. While deploying their latest fund, the team have built an ecosystem of partners across the entire value chain of insurance, including a network of advisors for companies and connections to reinsurance, brokerage/distribution or other investors.  Mike talks about the team's focus on founder, market, product and team, and staying true to core investing themes that have been iterated over time. Mike feels that massive change to the industry is hard to imagine, that insurance is an industry that moves by inches over a longer time given its compulsory nature.  Mike's recent work has taken him to the sectors of insurance distribution, E&S lines, and financial wellness. Prior to joining AFV, he gained deep risk management experience through roles at Liberty Mutual, GE Capital, and Kearney. Follow the Insurtech Leadership Podcast airing weekly hosted by Joshua R. Hollander. We give you up-close access and personal insights from the leaders of the fastest-growing #insurtechs and most innovative #insurance carriers and brokers.

Vin Di Bona is the chief executive officer of Vin Di Bona Productions and chairman of his new enterprise, FishBowl Worldwide Media. A four-time Emmy award-winning producer and eight-time Emmy nominee, Di Bona is the recipient of the prestigious George Foster Peabody Award for his work in documentary programming. However, it is as a pioneer in comedic reality television for which Di Bona is recognized worldwide. As the creator of America's Funniest Home Videos (AFV), Di Bona has the distinction of executive producing the longest-running primetime entertainment show on ABC. AFV is seen in 33 countries. During his forty-two year career in television, Di Bona's diversified experience in producing and directing includes television movies, broadcast and cable series, network specials, music award shows, and variety programming. In 1981 Di Bona became the producer of a new, fledgling show called Entertainment Tonight, which like AFV, is still on the air. Following that success, he was supervising producer and second unit director on MacGyver. Di Bona was truly honored when asked to produce Papal Spacebridge '87, which documented Pope John Paul II's visit to the United States and his two-way satellite discussions with young adults across the country. As a testament to Di Bona's contribution to the television community, he received a “Star” on the Hollywood Walk of Fame in 2007. Two years later AFV became part of history when the Smithsonian Institution selected the show for inclusion in their permanent entertainment collections. The camcorder used to shoot the first winning video is on display in the lobby of the National Museum of American History.

A funny/useful glimpse inside all kinds of writers' room with guests Josh Weinstein (Later, AFV, etc) and Joel Madison (Roseanne, Malcolm & Eddie, etc) plus my own checkered past. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Introduction This opinion piece contends that contemporary Armoured Fighting Vehicle (AFV) designs are approaching obsolescence, but not for the reasons some strategic commentators have posited.  Armoured vehicle thinking must modernise.  The justification for moving beyond the current ideals of what an AFV should be is not the result of inept... The post A “Once Was” Yelling at Clouds: Time for a Step Change in Armoured Vehicle Thinking? appeared first on Wavell Room.

Now this is a story all about how Gentry's life got flipped-turned upside down and I'd like to take a minute just sit right there. I'll tell you how Gentry interviewed Alfonso Ribeiro in a town called Bel-Air. Actor and TV host best known for his roles on 'Silver Spoons', 'In the House', and 'The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air' Alfonso Ribeiro sits with Gentry and the two talk about him hosting AFV. Going on 33 seasons it's ABC's longest running primetime show bringing wholesome family fun for nearly five decades. Alfonso is going into his 8th season as the host of AFV. With the holiday season in full swing Gentry wants to know if Alfonso has any cheat codes to get the Christmas shopping done early. He then gets some tips on how to get some strokes off his golf game. Alfonso talks about 'The Fresh Prince', Christmas, suits, dancing and so much more. Make sure to subscribe and follow for the latest episodes releasing.

From ancient to modern times, innovators have dreamt up a wide variety of vehicles as means of travel, for the transport of goods and materiel, or for the sake of simple entertainment. Militaries have not been immune to the innovative itch, and have had their fair share of unique, inventive vehicles, built with a specific task in mind and aimed at benefiting operations. However, not all of these vehicles were successful creations. Join us this week as we discuss the unconventional military vehicles of history. You can find the HSMH community on all our socials via our linktree. If you have any feedback on our episodes or suggestions for future episodes, please send us an email: hsmilitaryhistory@gmail.com Don't forget to rate us and smash that subscribe button! Sources: Crow, Duncan (1970). AFV's of World War One. The French And Their Anti-Tank Gun Vespa Scooters | SOFREP The history of Vespa: from its origins in 1946 to the myth This Incredible Plane: Goodyear Inflatoplane - Plane & Pilot Magazine (planeandpilotmag.com) Novgorod (militaryfactory.com) Simms' Motor War Car: The World's First Armored Automobile (hotcars.com) https://web.archive.org/web/20120713030400/ http://www.armyavnmuseum.org/museum/collection/rw4.htm https://tanks-encyclopedia.com/ww2/italy/ansaldo-miasmoras-1935 https://www.warhistoryonline.com/military-vehicle-news/top-10-most-bizarre-tanks-ever-built.html?chrome=1 https://aerocorner.com/blog/weirdest-planes/ https://news.usni.org/2015/01/30/unique-ships-u-s-navy --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/hardtackpod/message Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/hardtackpod/support

I detta, höstens första, avsnitt pratar Dilan och Moa om sommaren Afv stress och covid och glädje. Samt om att dom ska SPELA TEATER PÅ STRINDBERGS INTIMA TEATER I STOCKHOLM HELA SEPTEMBER TYP!!!! Med mer! MM! Köp biljetter till teatern här: https://secure.tickster.com/sv/4a0e0n2r3rx1ue5/selectevent

Kinda like AFV only for adults and we're not dead. Although, some of these videos might make you die laughing. We found the funniest collection of videos and stories this off season and compiled them into one episode. Sit back relax and get ready to laugh!

I det sista avsnittet för säsongen analyserar Daniel Zetterberg och Björn Rydell bolag som Bonesupport, Elekta och Emilshus. Det blir även en del obligationsprat, och som vanligt en genomgång av IPO-guiden. Dessutom pratar vi SBB, tar en titt på AFV-portföljen och diskuterar vad som hände med vår post i Academedia. Detta avsnitt av Affärsvärlden Analys sponsras av: Spotlight Stock Market https://spotlightstockmarket.com

Better late than never we are delivering AFV's hosts, Felix KeleGod and Tony Rocka, Youtube live discussion of URL's Any Given Sunday. Please listen and hit us up for what we got right, wrong or just battle rap thoughts in general. Peace. --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/otru/message Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/otru/support

15 de junio de 2022 | AFV nos adelanta varios cambios (positivos) que se avecinan para el programa HBA de AFV. Dichos cambios favorecen grandemente al consumidor, la operación/proceso del préstamo se aceleran, y/o reduce el tiempo que actualmente demora una solicitud de préstamo hipotecario. Mensaje publicado hoy por AFV: "En referencia al artículo publicado el lunes, 13 de junio en la sección de Negocios del periódico El Nuevo Día sobre cambios en el Programa de Asistencia Directa al Comprador (HBA, por sus siglas en inglés), queremos informarles que se está trabajando sobre este asunto para implementarlos a la mayor brevedad posible. Al momento se estarán trabajando los casos activos como de costumbre. Una vez tengamos el cambio en los procesos y el Sistema de Subsidios del Programa (SSP) se estará enviando una comunicación oficial por parte de la Autoridad para el Financiamiento de la Vivienda (AFV)." ¡En hora buena! www.mbaofpr.com

Paul Vato and Eric Artell discuss the importance of studying improvisational comedy, not just for acting but for relationships, business and life in general. We chat about working for America's Funniest Videos: Prank Academy and what it's like to be a working actor in Hollywood. Come learn the power of "Yes, and"! Eric Artell is an actor, comedian, and host from New Jersey. After studying Economics, the acting bug was too strong, and he began acting professionally while in Salt Lake City. His first professional job came with a role in the independent feature "Net Worth" opposite Daniel Baldwin. Since making the move to Los Angeles, he's guest starred on a variety of TV shows (Scrubs, Monk, Zoey 101) and starred in dozens of national commercials (and even hugged Smokey Bear). Eric has also been the Host for numerous shows, including America's Funniest Videos' (AFV) digital series "Have You Seen This" and PBS' Emmy-Award-winning science show "DragonFly TV". Off-camera Eric has lent his voice to video games, radio and TV spots, and animated shows. He's also been teaching and performing improv comedy for over a decade after studying with LA's the Groundlings. He resides north of Los Angeles with his family, and he enjoys in his free time (if he ever has any!) playing sports (basketball, golf, tennis, softball, soccer, ping pong, you name it), reading, and napping. Paul Vato is an on camera and voice actor, improvisor, podcaster and entrepreneur. Connect with Paul Vato: PaulVato.com • VATO.tv • y.at/

(Intro) 3 Day Streak (Topic) Have you ever had a beauty service done that left you damaged? Haircut, waxing, tanning, etc. What happened? (Dirty) Young Thug arrested on racketeering and gang-related charges. Stephen Colbert postpones The Late Show until further notice due to COVID recurrence. Travis Scott to perform at Billboard Music Awards. Jack Harlow announces Come Home The Kids Miss You Tour with City Girls. (5TYNTK) COVID hospitalizations in Maine remain elevated. Power corridor heads to the Maine Judicial Court. Cell phones could be banned from Westbrook middle school. York girl wins $10,000 on AFV. Hot Summer Announcement tomorrow. (Outro) Cat Wrangler. Goldfish x Old Bay.

Our Wordhole word of the day: mellifluous. We recap a Letterman Top Ten that DeeLow put together from YouTube, which inspired today's Wordhole. There is a better discussion: is the world heading toward “Idiocracy”? Some aspects in the movie show parallels to real life. DeeLow shows his age by referring to “the young folks.” We celebrate our content strike with planetary damage and pollution. We also reveal a Japanese trivia game show akin to Jackass, AFV, and Idiocracy's “Ow! My Balls!” on the Violence Channel. We also celebrate CNN's impressively cringy cut to a commercial while keeping their top story visible during the break. We also have a special Mother's Day trivia game. Can you guess the answers before we do? Also, if you're a podcaster and you want to get the word out on your show, send us your promo and we'll put it on! Let us know what you think of the show on Apple Podcasts, Google, YouTube, and other places where you may rate and comment, and in return you'll get stickers! Thanks for listening! --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app

Teheccüd nemâzını zarûret olmadıkca, elden kaçırmamalıdır. [Teheccüd, gecenin üçde ikisi geçdikden sonra, kılınan nemâza denir, imsâk vaktinden önce kılınır. Teheccüd, uykuyu terk etmek demekdir. Peygamberimiz “sallallahü aleyhi ve sellem” muhârebelerde bile, teheccüd kılardı. Kazâ nemâzları olan, teheccüd zemânında, kazâ nemâzı kılmalıdır. Hem kazâ borcu ödenir, hem de teheccüd sevâbına kavuşur.Teheccüd ve sabâh nemâzlarına uyanmak isteyen, yatsıyı kılınca hemen yatmalıdır ve gece, boş şeylerle uykusuz kalmamalıdır. Teheccüd zemânında tevbe, istigfâr etmek, Allahü teâlâya ilticâ etmek, yalvarmak, günâhlarını düşünmek, ayblarını, kusûrlarını hâtırlamak, kıyâmetdeki azâbları düşünüp korkmak, Cehennemin sonsuz acılarından titremek lâzımdır. Afv ve magfiret için çok yalvarmalıdır. O zemân ve her zemân yüz kerre (Estagfirullahel'azîm ellezî lâ ilâhe illâ hüv el hayyel kayyûme ve etûbü ileyh) demeli ve ma'nâsını düşünerek söylemelidir. [Azîm, zâtı ve sıfatları kemâlde demekdir. Kebîr, zâtı kemâlde, celîl, sıfatları kemâlde demekdir.] Bunu ikindi nemâzından sonra [tesbîhlerden ve düâdan sonra] yüz def'a okumalıdır. Abdestsiz okunabilir. Tam İlmihal Se`âdet-i Ebediyye | Sayfa : 110

My husband had found a trick mechanical rat that he knew would send me running. So he videotaped me with the intent of sharing it, and eventually it was on AFV! Bob Saget shared it with the world.Support the show (http://www.saltandlightministry.com)

It's ten questions on the late great Bob Saget! See how much you know about Danny Tanner, AFV, and tons more.  GRAB MY NEW BOOK! https://www.etsy.com/shop/TriviaWithBudds Fact of the Day: It takes 570 gallons to paint the exterior of the White House. THE FIRST TRIVIA QUESTION STARTS AT 02:34 Theme song by www.soundcloud.com/Frawsty Bed Music: Neon Laser Horizon by Kevin MacLeod Link: https://incompetech.filmmusic.io/song/7015-neon-laser-horizon License: https://filmmusic.io/standard-license PLAY TRIVIA WITH BUDDS live on FB Live (and sometimes Zoom!) A full hour interactive show streams often nightly at 7pm PST. See lineup of shows and topics at www.TriviaWithBudds.com under the events section towards the bottom of the homepage. Watch the shows at www.Facebook.com/ryanbudds or www.Facebook.com/TriviaWithBudds  http://TriviaWithBudds.comhttp://Facebook.com/TriviaWithBudds http://Twitter.com/ryanbudds http://Instagram.com/ryanbudds Book a party, corporate event, or fundraiser anytime by emailing ryanbudds@gmail.com or use the contact form here: https://www.triviawithbudds.com/contact SUPPORT THE SHOW: www.Patreon.com/TriviaWithBudds Send me your questions and I'll read them/answer them on the show. Also send me any topics you'd like me to cover on future episodes, anytime! Cheers.  SPECIAL THANKS TO ALL MY PATREON SUBSCRIBERS INCLUDING:  Veronica Baker, Greg Bristow, Brenda and Mo Martinez, Matt Frost, Alex DeSmet, Dillon Enderby, Manny Cortez, Joe Finnie, Jen Wojnar, John Burke, Simon Time, Albert Thomas, Alexandra Pepin, Myles Bagby, Patrick Leahy, Vernon Heagy, Brian Salyer, Casey OConnor, Christy Shipley, Cody Roslund, Dan Papallo, Jim Fields, John Mihaljevic, Loree O'Sullivan, Kimberly Brown, Matt Pawlik, Megan Donnelly, Robert Casey, Sabrina Gianonni, Sara Zimmerman, Wreck My Podcast, Brendan Peterson, Feana Nevel, Jenna Leatherman, Madeleine Garvey, Mark and Sarah Haas, Alexander Calder, Paul McLaughlin, Shaun Delacruz, Barry Reed, Clayton Polizzi, Edward Witt, Jenni Yetter, Joe Jermolowicz, Kyle Henderickson, Luke Mckay, Pamela Yoshimura,  Paul Doronila, Rich Hyjack, Ricky Carney, Russ Friedewald, Tracy Oldaker, Willy Powell, Victoria Black, David Snow, Leslie Gerhardt, Rebecca Meredith, Jeff Foust, Richard Lefdal Timothy Heavner, Michael Redman, Michele Lindemann, Ben Stitzel, Shiana Zita, and Josh Gregovich, Jen and Nic Capano, Gerritt Perkins, Denise Leonard! YOU GUYS ROCK! 

Join Andrew and Brandon as they travel back to January 1992, but they talk about the trailer for Bel-Air, a gritty reboot of The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air. During the break, The Insanely Dangerous Retro Podshow drops by with the UK headlines for the month, and Brandon breaks down Scream in a Namely 90s Minute. After the break, they take a quick detour to learn about Devry University's basketball team before Brandon breaks down Betty White's life in entertainment, and the boys share their fondness of her. Then they look back at Bob Saget's career in comedy and television, noting he was their first television dad for a generation raised on tv. Finally, they touch upon Eric Clapton's Unplugged album before closing out this longer episode.Follow up on What Was Happening Way Back When on this Thursday's episode of The Insanely Dangerous Retro Podshow!Check out this week's Spotify Playlist:https://open.spotify.com/playlist/21ychmWqKStS56D1eWurp4?si=b68200d3f3d24d88 Like the show? Leave us a 5 star review and subscribe!Send us a tweet at @Namely90sDiscuss the show on Instagram @Namely90sFind us online at Namely90s.comConsider joining our Patreon at Patreon.com/Namely90sFollow Brandon on Twitter at @bschwittyFollow Andrew on Twitter at @NamelyAndrewOutro:Pixelland by Kevin MacLeodLink: https://incompetech.filmmusic.io/song/4222-pixellandLicense: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/

We pay tribute to the iconic Bob Saget.

In this episode, Nikou speaks to actor, comedian, host and voice-over artist Eric Artell who shares his empowering story of failing forward to get where he is in life today. KEY TAKEAWAYS Actors have experienced more failure than anyone else you’ve ever met. Imagine if 99% of the times you’ve tried to do something you’ve been told “no”. That’s what being an actor is like. I have friends that are massive stars who appear on busses and billboards, and they are not satisfied. You would think that whatever line of work you’re in the pinnacle would be to be the star of the movie, having your own show, being the Supreme Court Justice. A lot of people who achieve this need something else on the side to satisfy themselves. When I was young, I thought I wanted to be a lawyer, but certain things happened in my life that I believe steered me to what I’m doing now. For example, I was told being a lawyer was all about reading not convincing a judge and jury that my client was innocent. I then chose economics because I like playing with numbers, then I started interviewing with consulting firms and investment banks and realised it was not what I wanted to do. Money doesn’t motivate me that much. It didn’t justify the terrible journey that was laid out in from of me. Sometimes the perception of the acting world is it’s full of terrible people and it’ll chew you up and spit you out. I thought, who says you can’t be a good person and an actor? It’s not a failure if you don’t use your degree. Gaining the degree still taught you something and gave you tools that will help you excel in whatever you go on to do. Discovering improvisation was a big thing for me as well, not just as an actor but as a person. It can help in work, business and in relationships as well. Improve is the study of creation, it’s not just acting without a script or making something up on the spot. It’s the study of development and construction. “Yes, and…” is a lifechanging principle when you apply it to your life. It means you accept what has been offered to you and then you constructively add to it. The opposite is “no, but…” which derails the conversation. Don’t immediately shoot down an idea, say “yes, and we can put this on top of it” and then someone else can “yes, and…” it. This works in business and relationships too, not just in improvisational comedy. Where the magic happens is that as you start doing this you condition you brain to be constructive, which relates so well to failing forward because when you apply the principle of “yes, and …” to a situation where you feel like you’ve failed you accept it and then ask what you can now do from there rather than deny it. When it comes to making genuine relationship, you should be respectful of others and cultivating those relationships in a genuine way. Being that way has had a huge effect on my journey. Some people don’t realise they’re burning bridges. You can see it happen sometimes in the way they treat others. No one will want to work with that person again and you never know where those people who you’re disrespecting will end up. Treat everyone with respect and be enjoyable to work with because you never know when that will help you further down the path. Something else you learn in improv is just jumping in and doing it. We lose your sense of wonder and play as we grow out of childhood and we started to question and doubt ourselves and improv brings that playfulness back. BEST MOMENTS ‘Failing is one of my favourite topics to talk about!’ ‘Life is so little bout the destination and so much about the journey.’ ‘One of the most basic, fundamental principles of improv is “Yes, and…”’ ‘Using improv trains your brain to react to things in the same way as training your body to react to physical things.’ ABOUT THE GUEST Eric Artell is an actor, comedian, and host from New Jersey. After studying Economics, the acting bug was too strong, and he began acting professionally while in Salt Lake City. His first professional job came with a role in the independent feature "Net Worth" opposite Daniel Baldwin. Since making the move to Los Angeles, he's guest starred on a variety of TV shows (Scrubs, Monk, Zoey 101) and starred in dozens of national commercials (and even hugged Smokey Bear). Eric has also been the Host for numerous shows, including America's Funniest Videos' (AFV) digital series "Have You Seen This" and PBS' Emmy-Award-winning science show "DragonFly TV". Off-camera Eric has lent his voice to video games, radio and TV spots, and animated shows. He's also been teaching and performing improv comedy for over a decade after studying with LA's the Groundlings. He resides north of Los Angeles with his family, and he enjoys in his free time (if he ever has any!) playing sports (basketball, golf, tennis, softball, soccer, ping pong, you name it), reading, and napping. GUEST RESOURCES Website: https://improvwizards.com/ https://school.improvwizards.com/course?courseid=yesandyourself VALUABLE RESOURCES Email: nikoulohse@gmail.comInstagram: @nikoulohse@elev8tedtribe Elev8ted Tribe LIVE & on demand workouts/community: https://app.heymarvelous.com/elev8tedtribe/buy/product/13842 Gut Reset program details (email me nikoulohse@gmail.com if would like to join next group, or for more information to start today on self-guided course!) now.nikoulohse.com ABOUT THE HOST Nikou Lohse is a mom of three, wife to former MLB pitcher Kyle Lohse, Master Pilates instructor, yoga teacher, and lover of all things MOVEment, MINDFULness, and commUNITY. Nikou is a serial entrepreneur. She started her first company at 21 doing sales & marketing for Fortune 500 companies, made her first million at 24, and decided to exit at 30 in order to pursue her passion for helping others. She became a yoga, Pilates, barre, and mindfulness instructor, but her own struggle with SIBO and postpartum depression led her to redefine the way she took care of her body. Now, as a holistic health coach, she is on a mission to empower women and help them heal their gut through nutrition, movement, mindfulness, and spirituality. CONTACT METHOD Email: nikoulohse@gmail.com Podcast Description Failing forward is about the successes we find after enduring failure. Each episode is an opportunity to hear interviews and stories from professional athletes, entrepreneurs, executives, doctors, and loved ones who have fallen down, struggled, and transformed. They’ll be sharing how they got to where they are today, and the lessons they learned along the way. We’ll be covering topics in entrepreneurship, careers, relationships, holistic wellness, mindfulness, gut health, and finding your competitive edge. With raw human moments and empowering information, this podcast is here to inspire you, remind you of your greatness, and give you the knowledge to up-level in every area of your life. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

In this episode, JA shares his experience of being featured on the popular American Show, AFV.

In this episode, Tracy, Will, and Chris talk to Peter Usher, Dioramist extraordinaire and a seriously deep thinker when it comes to modelling. Check out photos of Peter's work here The guys also talk more Modelling Fundamentals,  respond to some listener mail, and get diverted......Please support the show sponsors!AFV and AIR Modeller https://www.afvmodeller.com/Hobbyworld USA http://Hobbyworld-USA.comTetra Modelworks http://tetramodel.comITA Publications https://www.insidethearmour.comSupport the show (https://www.patreon.com/SprueCuttersUnion)

This episode features Jim Albert, Chairman & Co-Founder, Neptune Flood Guest Bio This episode features Katelyn Johnson, Managing Director, AmFam Ventures Katelyn Johnson is a Managing Director at American Family Ventures, a leader in insurtech venture capital. Katelyn focuses on early stage B2B enterprise solutions in the New York, Boston, and Philadelphia markets. She is an active advocate in the entrepreneurial community, having served as a mentor at TechStars, Harvard Business School, MIT, and MassChallenge. Katelyn is currently serving as Executive Director of the Horn Program VC Council at the University of Delaware. An engineer by training, Katelyn earned a degree in Mechanical Engineering from the University of Delaware and started her career as a medical device engineer before attending Harvard Business School.  Highlights from the Show AmFam Ventures started in 2012/2013 as a more traditional CVC with a $50m, balance sheet-based fund, with one of their investments being Ring, who was a unicorn It has evolved since then with their second fund changing from being committed balance sheet funding to a committed pool of capital, with an investment being Bold Penguin, which AmFam recently acquired Now their third fund includes LPs beyond AmFam with $230m in total funding, which started in 2019 They had seen how they can help AmFam by bringing in new ideas and companies to work with, and benefited from AmFam's help on assessing and vetting potential investments, and saw value in expanding that to more carriers and lines of business through additional LPs in fund 3 AmFam made decisions early on to give the Ventures team freedom to do what it needs to do regardless of what AmFam itself would find relevant, for example not having to have a contract with part of AmFam to get an investment Embedded Insurance is a focus for the industry this year, an AFV is putting a lot of focus on Claims They invest in things that are both core and adjacent to insurance Core - brokers, distribution systems Adjacent - insurance can use, but it doesn't have to be only in insurance An adjacent example is Tire Agent, who sells tires online Tires are responsible for a meaningful percent of car accidents, so there's an insurance tie in her But there's also an opportunity to embed insurance into the sale process A focus right now is embedded insurance, which AFV was working on in 2015/2016, and what lead to the creation of Clearcover out of AFV As more InsurTech carriers IPOed, they're being valued on growth multiple, which is very atypical for insurance Now there's a focus on bottomline profitability, so if we can't control the loss ratio, how can we get leaner on the expense side? This episode is brought to you by Medallia (Medallia.com), and the book series, The Future of Insurance: From Disruption to Evolution, by Bryan Falchuk (future-of-insurance.com). Follow the podcast at future-of-insurance.com for more details and full show notes. Music courtesy of UPbeat Music, available to stream on Spotify, Apple Music, Amazon Music and Google Play. Just search for "UPbeat Music".

Listen to this episode to hear about Blevins' famous AFV video, how he decided to become a high school coach, and some escapades with his twin brother

Coming on the heels of appearing on Yasmin Vossoughian's program on MSNBC, Tunisha speaks about her involvement with #SpeakingOut and the #MeToo movement. In the midst of ligation against her former employer America's Funniest Home Video (AFV) for racial discrimination, sexual harassment, and retaliation, Tunisha shares her story to provide the context of what the emotional ramifications are like in dealing with trauma. Struggling with eroded confidence and mixed feelings of vulnerability and being exposed, Tunisha endures these mental obstacles to tell her story as a means to be a champion for herself and what is right. Her hope is that in doing so, others are inspired to stand up for themselves, own their voice, and make a difference in making all workspaces safe for everyone.

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Sweets, Dubbs, Running Man, and Gramps get together to discuss the hilarious, and often dangerous, things that people have been doing on camera for money and just for the pure shock value of it. For years and years being the jester and the clown has been a way to make money, from the original slapstick comedy acting of the stooges, to the more current clout chasing insta-famous shock actors doing stunts and hurting themselves for likes and shares. The TOS crew breaks down what they would do for money, and the pranks that would and wouldn't make you question your own moral code and integrity for money. www.theotherstuffpodcast.com - Listen and share   Follow us on IG - @theotherstuffpodcast _________________________________________________ Program notes:   Jackass, Howard Stern, Belly flop contest, AFV, Fear Factor

Ever had the feeling of looking forward when going backwards? Maybe driving and experiencing the AFV moment of a truck facing you while being towed. Desire to be supported and encourage by other like-minded women? Join us at Women of IMPACT. http://facebook.com/groups/thewomenofimpact Today, I climbed in my car ready to take the children to school. I was looking forward ready to drive out of the garage. However, this morning I place me car in gear to realize I was looking forward when going backwards. My gear was in reverse! And that is exactly what can happen to us in real life. We are looking forward when going backwards. So where are your life actions today? Are you challenging yourself by taking A.I.M., the steps necessary to get you closer to your dreams and your goals. Or are you looking forward when going backwards with the focus on where you fit in, your comfort zone, your habits. My son stated boldly, "Habit?!" I simply replied, "and that's for another episode." Too many times we want change, something different, but hesitate, afraid; to easy to give into the fear of the unknowns. Where do you sit today? Are you going the direction you are called to drive? No matter the challenge, the learning curves, the hopes and even the defeats --- looking forward when going backwards. Are you taking A.I.M. in the right direction? Are you being mindful of what you are doing or are you floating through your days on autopilot? That's when you miss out in life, and you become just a spectator. The K.I.S.S. ~ Move forward! It's March Madness! There's no time to waste. Get in the game today. Double, triple check which gear you're in. Today, it's about moving forward. One step at a time leads to miles of greatness! Be present. Be incredible. Be YOU!!! Live. Love. IMPACT!   "One step at a time leads to miles of greatness!" Wanting help with goals, setting your schedule, or need someone to talk to (even if you don't know what you need)? It's time you TAKE A.I.M. ~ Action Ignites Motivation. This is FREE for you. Stop trying to do it by yourself. Put YOU first! Become your best selfie so you can live your life's purpose.   ANNOUNCEMENT: Ready to shine your light and tell your story. Please click on MY STRENGTH IS MY STORY. Here you can submit yourself to appear on the podcast or make recommendations as who you would like to hear. This is going to be a beautiful series!   Listen to Create Your Now on iHeart Radio. Click here. Create Your Now YouTube Channel The Create Your Now Archives are LIVE!! You can subscribe and listen to all the previous episodes here.  http://bit.ly/CYNarchive1 and http://bit.ly/CYNarchive2   PERISCOPE USERS!!! Click here for ANDROID Users / GOOGLE  https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=tv.periscope.android Click here for APPLE Users  https://itunes.apple.com/app/id972909677   THE NO FUSS MEAL PLAN Twitter@KristianneWargo@CreateYourNow Facebookwww.facebook.com/TheKISSCoach www.facebook.com/CreateYourNow Contact me at YourBestSelfie@CreateYourNow.com Read more from Kristianne, a contributor to The Huffington Post, MindBodyGreen, Thrive Global, Addicted2Succes, and She Owns It. https://addicted2success.com/success-advice/5-things-to-do-while-waiting-for-success-to-manifest-in-your-life/ http://www.huffingtonpost.com/kristianne-wargo/ http://bit.ly/9amHabits https://journal.thriveglobal.com/how-to-configure-a-sleep-pattern-fit-for-you-d8edd3387eaf#.sniv275c3 sheownsit.com/when-failure-is-your-middle-name/   DOMESTIC BEAUTIES (Announcements) 1. Come and let's connect on Facebook - Women Of IMPACT  http://facebook.com/groups/thewomenofimpact 2. Create Your Now ~ Your Best Selfie can be heard on iHeart Radio!  3. Create Your Now Archive 1 is LIVE! You can subscribe and listen to all the previous episodes here. http://bit.ly/CYNarchive1 4. Create Your Now Archive 2 is LIVE! You can subscribe and listen to all the previous episodes here. http://bit.ly/CYNarchive2 5. NEW Website! Go check it out and tell me what you think. http://www.createyournow.com 6. Sign Up for The A.I.M. Academy! You will be the first to learn all about it. http://createyournow.com/m-academy-2 7. Schedule a Discovery Call. This is a free 30-45 minute call for those serious about coaching with me. 8. Newsletter and Library: If you desire to get weekly emails,be sure to sign up here so you can stay connected. http://createyournow.com/library   Music by Mandisa - Overcomer http://www.mandisaofficial.com   Cover Art by Jenny Hamson

The Total Tutor Neil Haley will interview Alfonso Ribeiro of ABC's “America's Funniest Home Videos” . Expect a little song and dance in between videos of groin hits, cute kids and crazy cats on “America's Funniest Home Videos” next season. “Fresh Prince of Bel-Air” alum and “Dancing With the Stars” champ Alfonso Ribeiro is taking the reins as host from Tom Bergeron next season. Ribeiro was one of five finalists in the hunt to follow Bergeron, who has hosted the enduring video-clip series since 2001. ABC's “AFV” ranks as one of primetime TV's most family-friendly shows and one with the highest component of multigenerational viewing, a quality that is important to ABC.