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A bonus episode this week. On May 22, I moderated a panel organized by Vita Golod and the UNC Center for Slavic, Eurasian, and East European Studies. The focus was on the U.S.-Ukraine Mineral Security Partnership, and it features Ivan Us, Chief Consultant at the Center for Foreign Policy at the National Institute for Strategic Studies; Jim Mullinax, a Senior Foreign Service Officer and former Consul General at the U.S. Consulate in Chengdu (closed in 2020); Grzegorz Stec, Senior Analyst and Head of the Brussels Office at MERICS; and Xu Qinduo, journalist at CGTN and Senior Fellow at the Pangoal Institution. The panel explores the background and the implications of the minerals deal, signed on May 1, 2025, for the ongoing war in Ukraine, and prospects for post-war reconstruction. I hope you enjoy what I thought was a fascinating conversation.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Panelists: DimAndyJon Talking Points:Ant genocideJon's long Cannoli storyThe Doom ScrollKanye's return to formWorking around Instagram's filtersProfessional panhandlersExtreme ideologiesAustralian's rejection of MAGAnomicsWarhammer exposWho would you choose to meet?Team Katy Perry's spacewalkDim's trip to GreeceReturn to the Consulate#doomscroll #kanyewest #influencer #holidays #liberal #labour #greece #warhammer #4k #katyperry #thegreens #trump #elections2025 #maga #censorship #ye #politics #history #news #melbourne #social #thedukeleverageshow #instagram #spotify #podcast #itunespodcast #soundcloud #australia #newpodcast #podcaster #newepisodeIf you think you have a story to share or want to find a safespace to argue the pointless and the poignant, drop us a line at therealdukeleverage@gmail.com or DM us on the social media feeds. We're all about making dreams come true!https://linktr.ee/thedukeleverageshowDon't forget to hit the URL in the profile to get to our links. Make sure to like, share and follow and if you've listened to over 2 hours over 3 episodes you should keep our doors open and buy us a coffee!

Murph teams up with DEA veteran Leo Silva to expose the brutal rise of Los Zetas, one of Mexico's most violent drug trafficking organizations. Leo shares gripping firsthand accounts from his time battling drug cartels in Mexico, detailing the horrifying realities of kidnappings, extortion, and mass disappearances. Discover how Los Zetas transformed the drug trade through unprecedented levels of violence and terror. Murph and Leo dive into the origins of Los Zetas, their military background, and their shocking attacks on U.S. interests, including the U.S. Consulate. Learn how interagency cooperation evolved to combat these powerful and ruthless cartels.

On February 9th, 2023, 63-year-old Maria del Carmen Lopez was taken from her home in Pueblo Nuevo, Colima, Mexico, in broad daylight. What followed was a chilling silence, broken only by a ransom call and a family's unwavering determination to bring her home. Her disappearance sparked a cross-border search filled with questions, heartbreak, and uncertainty. What happened that day? Who took her? And why did they target her? This is the disappearance of Maria del Carmen Lopez.You can listen to our NEW episode on Spotify, Apple Podcasts, and all other streaming platforms.—El 9 de febrero de 2023, María del Carmen López, de 63 años, fue llevada de su hogar en Pueblo Nuevo, Colima, México, a plena luz del día. Lo que siguió fue un silencio escalofriante, interrumpido solo por una llamada de rescate y la inquebrantable determinación de su familia por traerla de regreso. Su desaparición desató una búsqueda a través de fronteras, llena de preguntas, dolor e incertidumbre. ¿Qué pasó ese día? ¿Quién se la llevó? ¿Y por qué la eligieron a ella? Esta es la desaparición de María del Carmen López.Puede escuchar nuestro NUEVO episodio en Spotify, Apple Podcasts y todas las demás plataformas de transmisión.—MISSING:Maria del Carmen LopezMaria del Carmen Lopez went missing on February 9, 2023, from her home in Pueblo Nuevo, Colima, Mexico. She was 63 years old at the time of her disappearance and is a dual U.S. citizen. Maria has blonde hair, green or hazel eyes, and weighs approximately 160 pounds. She is 5 feet 2 inches tall and has permanent makeup tattooed on her eyebrows and eyeliner. The FBI is offering a reward of up to $25,000 for information leading to her whereabouts.If you have any information, please contact your local FBI office, the nearest American Embassy or Consulate, or submit a tip online at tips.fbi.gov or (310) 477-6565.Website: https://www.justice4carmen.com/—Link + Sources:Justice for Carmen: https://www.justice4carmen.com/carmenFBI: https://www.fbi.gov/wanted/kidnap/maria-del-carmen-lopez/download.pdfNews Nation Now: https://www.newsnationnow.com/missing/mother-kidnapped-daughter-ransom-call/News Nation Now: https://www.newsnationnow.com/crime/grandmother-abduction-mexico-maria-carmen-lopez/Univision 34: https://www.univision.com/local/los-angeles-kmex/mujer-estadounidense-lleva-36-dias-desaparecida-en-mexico-autoridades-ofrecen-recompensa-por-informacion-video?spaMode=false&forceRedirect=trueTelemundo: https://www.telemundo.com/noticias/noticias-telemundo-en-la-noche/ciencia-y-tecnologia/video/cada-noche-de-octubre-usted-podra-divisar-al-cometa-del-siglo-tmvo12780595FOX 11 News: https://www.foxla.com/news/maria-del-carmen-lopez-family-hopes-for-return-of-mother-kidnapped-in-mexico-nearly-a-year-agoCBS News: https://www.cbsnews.com/losangeles/news/fbi-leading-search-for-63-year-old-u-s-citizen-kidnapped-from-her-home-in-mexico/KTLA 5 News: https://ktla.com/news/local-news/daughter-of-kidnapped-dual-citizen-with-ties-to-los-angeles-pleads-for-help-from-biden-mexican-president/Dulce y Picante TV: https://youtu.be/yjx0bl8qQgU?si=QaOwd9RpAfx_2X9f—  Distributed by Genuina Media — Follow Us:Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/SVSM_PodcastThreads: https://www.threads.net/@svsm_podcastTwitter/ X: https://www.twitter.com/SVSM_PodcastBlueSky: https://bsky.app/profile/svsmpodcast.bsky.socialFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/SoViolentoSoMacabroPodcastTikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@svsm_podcastYouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@svsm_podcast

A Marshall man jailed by U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement is speaking out, saying he's being detained because he protested police killings four years ago. Aditya Harsono tells MPR News his student visa was revoked last month and he was arrested by plainclothes ICE agents. Court documents indicate Harsono's visa was revoked over a misdemeanor conviction for criminal damage to property in 2022. He believes his 2021 protest against the police killing of Daunte Wright is the real reason for his arrest.Republicans in north-central Minnesota are choosing a nominee for a vacant state Senate seat. Eight Republican candidates are running in a primary to replace Justin Eichorn of Grand Rapids. He resigned last month after he was charged with attempting to solicit a minor. Democrats have endorsed Denise Slipy of Breezy Point. She will face off against the winner of the Republican primary in an April 29 special election.Sen. Tina Smith joined St. Paul Mayor Melvin Carter to criticize President Donald Trump's administration for delaying funding that had been approved to renovate an apartment building in St. Paul.

In today's episode of This Day in Miami History, we look at the extraordinary life of Ruth Bryan Owen, and focus on just one way in which she broke barriers for women in South Florida and across the United States of America: When she was sworn in to represent America in Denmark.Visit the This Day in Miami History shop on Spreadshirt for the ALL-NEW Interama t-shirt, and more, as well as TDMH-branded material!Remember to follow This Day in Miami History Podcast on your preferred podcast provider, as well as Twitter and Facebook!Reginald Bryan Owen | Denver Public Library Digital CollectionsRuth Bryan Owen: Florida's First Congresswoman and Lifetime Activist on JSTORThe Riddle of Ruth Bryan Owen by Daniel B. Rice | Yale Journal of Law & the HumanitiesOWEN, Ruth Bryan | Biographical Directory of the United StatesOWEN, Ruth Bryan | History, Art & Archives, United States House of RepresentativesEnvoy Ruth Bryan Owen - U.S. Embassy & Consulate in the Kingdom of Denmark"Because I Was a Woman": Ruth Bryan Owen and Her American Citizenship - Nebraska State Historical SocietyRuth Bryan Owen – Women Film Pioneers ProjectArguments and hearings before Elections Committee No. 1, House of Representatives, Seventy-first Congress, second session : contested election case of William C. Lawson v. Ruth Bryan Owen from the fourth congressional district of Florida | HathiTrust Digital LibrarySupport this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/this-day-in-miami-history-podcast/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy

Thank you for listening to this talk produced by the Art Gallery of South Australia. Join renowned Italian Professor and art historian Chiara Rostagno, Deputy Director of the Pinacoteca di Brera, Milan and Executive Director of the National Museum of the Last Supper of Leonardo da Vinci as she shares her extensive knowledge of Leonardo da Vinci's The Last Supper. Celebrate the final week of Reimagining the Renaissance at AGSA with a highlight on Da Vinci, one of the most significant Italian Renaissance masters. Professor Rostagno's visit is proudly supported by the Consulate of Italy in Adelaide. For more information visit agsa.sa.gov.au Image: Leonardo da Vinci, The Last Supper, 1495–1498, Basilica di Santa Maria delle Grazie, Milan, Italy.

20-year-old University of Pittsburgh student Sudiksha Konanki disappeared while on spring break in the Dominican Republic. Sudiksha is believed to have vanished in the early morning hours of March 6th after she and a group of friends went to the beach. Joshua Riibe, a 22-year-old college student, is believed to have been the last person to see Sudiksha before her disappearance.   FOX News National Correspondent Bryan Llenas joins from Punta Cana to discuss the latest updates in this tragic case, and to discuss the current status of Riibe's detainment. NOTE: Joshua Riibe returned to the United States on Wednesday, March 19th after being issued a new passport by the U.S. Consulate. Follow Emily on Instagram: @realemilycompagno If you have a story or topic we should feature on the FOX True Crime Podcast, send us an email at: truecrimepodcast@fox.com Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Thousands of Melburnians flocked to Federation Square on Saturday, 15 March, to attend Nepal Festival Melbourne 2025. SBS Nepali spoke to participants, artists and community members, including Premier Jacinta Allan, the first ruling premier to attend the biennial event in the state. We also spoke to Nepali Honorary Consul Nirajan Gauli about the official inauguration of the Consulate of Nepal in Glenroy and the Melbourne-based co-founder of a new Nepali app. - मेलबर्नमा नेपाल फेस्टिभल गए शनिवार, १५ मार्चमा सम्पन्न भएको छ। दुई वर्षको अन्तरालमा हुने उक्त महोत्सवमा पहिलो पटक भिक्टोरियन सरकार प्रमुखको उपस्थिति रहेको थियो। प्रिमियर जसिन्टा आलान र विपक्षी गठबन्धनका उप-प्रमुख स्याम ग्रथ लगायत अन्य प्रमुख अतिथि, परेडका सहभागीहरू र कलाकारहरूसँग एसबीएस नेपालीले गरेको कुराकानी गरेका सुन्नुहोस्। यो अडियो प्रस्तुतिमा मेलबर्न स्थित नेपाली कन्सुलेटको कार्यालयको औपचारिक उद्घाटनका क्रममा भिक्टोरियाका लागि नेपाली दूत नीराजन गौली र एक नयाँ एपका मेलबर्न निवासी सञ्चालक नवीन सापकोटासँगको कुराकानी पनि समेटिएको छ।

“St. Patrick's Day Today, Hungover Tomorrow.”Seeing that slogan on a St. Patrick's Day T-shirt sent William Spencer Reilly on a mission to “reclaim the day” from negative stereotypes to what is best about Irish culture. So, he created the Sober St. Patrick's Day® Grand Celebration, a culture-rich, family-friendly, attractively priced, alcohol-free way to enjoy the “great day for the Irish.”We delve into Bill's life in theater production, how it served him in developing Sober St. Patrick's Day, the movement's early supporters including the Consulate of Ireland in New York, the event's growing success, the dangers of binge-drinking associated with St. Patrick's Day, the champion Irish musicians and dancers highlighting this year's program, and his plans for future Sober St. Patrick's Day expansion.As Bill says, “I'm not anti-drink, I'm anti-drunk. Sober St. Patrick's Day is about all the best things about the Irish, just without the alcohol.”As this episode drops, tickets are still available but act soon because the event sells out every year!LinksSober St. Patrick's DayWebsiteFacebookInstagramLinkedInYouTubeWilliam Spencer ReillyLinkedInEpisode Details: Season 7, Episode 8; Total Episode Count: 111

Issues that come up at the U.S. Consulate when obtaining a nonimmigrant visa are discussed by attorneys from the Murthy Law Firm and our affiliate, Murthy Immigration Services, Pvt. Ltd, Chennai, India, in this podcast in our series intended for employers.

Leading simulation data company VRAI have announced they will open their first US office in Orlando, Florida having raised a $5m (£4.2m) investment round to fund their US growth. VRAI is headquartered in Dublin, Ireland, expanded into the UK in 2020, and is now looking to grow its presence in the US over the next three years. VRAI plans to double its overall employee headcount from 25 to 50 and triple annual revenues from €5m to €15m over the next three years. VRAI will be creating up to 10 high value jobs in their first year in Orlando, including BD & sales, customer solutions engineers, data engineers and software developers, as well as relocating some senior leadership to show our commitment to the market. VRAI is seen as one of the niche leaders in the simulation data space in Europe, and is now looking to bring its cutting edge products to the US market. VRAI provides human performance data products for simulation training in aerospace, defence, security and offshore renewable industries. Orlando is the global hub for simulation and training with the National Centre for Simulation based there, of which VRAI have been a member since 2017, which sees simulation end users such as the US Army, Air Force and Navy, industry and research community working together on over $6bn worth of contracts annually. VRAIs initial office will be located in Research Park, next to the University of Central Florida and in the heart of global hub of simulation end users, companies and research community. VRAI's first three local contractors are all US military Veterans with decades of experience in simulation. In addition to Orlando being the global hub for simulation, Florida is the 16th largest global economy in its own right worth $1.2tn annually, is ranked as the No 1 state in the US for entrepreneurship and No 1 for attracting talent. Irish electrical and electronic equipment exports to the US were worth $1.1bn in 2023 and there are currently over 900 Irish owned companies exporting to the United States. Ireland is now the 6th largest source of foreign direct investment into the US, with the value of investment by Irish companies worth $322bn in 2023. VRAI CEO Pat O'Connor commented: "We believe that the insights we can deliver from human performance data can transform how simulation is delivered, and ultimately how people are trained. Orlando is the best place we could invest to make that happen, as the global hub for simulation. We are excited to be investing $5m in our US Office, we look forward to bringing our niche leading technology here, creating high value jobs and scaling our operations in the US from Orlando." Consul General of Ireland in Miami, Sarah Kavanagh, said: "We are thrilled to see this significant investment in Florida by VRAI. Ireland and Florida are both leaders in innovation and share an important bilateral investment and trade relationship. Currently, Irish companies employ 15,700 people across a range of industries all across the great state of Florida, and the Consulate will continue to support and grow that important investment." Carol Ann Logue, Director, Innovation Districts Programs & Operations, University of Central Florida, said: "VRAI is a perfect example of who we want to bring to Central Florida through the Soft Landing Program as they have a significant track record of success already and has the potential to become a major company in our region too," says. "Their technology can improve the data coming from simulations and we're looking forward to being a part of their expansion into this market." See more stories here. More about Irish Tech News Irish Tech News are Ireland's No. 1 Online Tech Publication and often Ireland's No.1 Tech Podcast too. You can find hundreds of fantastic previous episodes and subscribe using whatever platform you like via our Anchor.fm page here: https://anchor.fm/irish-tech-news If you'd like to be featured in an upcoming Podcast email us at Simon@IrishTechNews.ie now to ...

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There was nothing particularly unusual about the morning of February 16, 1997. Sarah Jackson didn't usually work Sundays at Captain D's seafood restaurant. The 16-year-old was a devoted churchgoer. On this day, however, Sarah had agreed to help her manager Steve Hampton open. When Sarah agreed to work that Sunday, she couldn't have possibly known it would be her last shift ever. A gun toting man disrupted Sarah's shift, shattering many lives in an instant. The violence unleashed on Nashville by The Fast Food Killer didn't stop there. Before long, investigators would discover the assailant's story didn't start there either. By the end of the brutal crime wave, seven people would be dead, and several more potentially linked to the same killer. Subscribe to Jami's YouTube channel @JamiOnAir: https://www.youtube.com/@jamionair Sponsors Manscaped: Visit manscaped.com and use code MURDERISH for 20% off + free shipping. Shopify: Visit shopify.com/murderish (all lowercase) to sign up for a $1/month trial period. Gabb: Visit gabb.com/murderish for the best deals, no contract required. Acorns: Visit acorns.com/murderish or download the Acorns app to get started. Hungryroot: Visit Hungryroot.com/murderish and use code murderish to get 40% off your first box and a free item of your choice for life. Missing Person - Lisa Michelle Stebic: If you have any information, please contact your local FBI Office or the nearest American Embassy or Consulate. https://www.google.com/url?q=https://www.fbi.gov/wanted/kidnap/lisa-michelle-stebic/@@download.pdf&sa=D&source=docs&ust=1739828639163070&usg=AOvVaw3FRCbXWQqWE0_esuGUPych Dirty Money Moves: Women in White Collar Crime - Listen on Apple Podcasts: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/dirty-money-moves-women-in-white-collar-crime/id1619521092. Lipstick & Lies - Listen on Apple Podcasts: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/lipstick-lies/id1704189120 Research and writing by: Alison Schwartz. Want to advertise on this show? We've partnered with Cloud10 Media to handle our advertising requests. If you're interested in advertising on MURDERISH, please send an email to Sahiba Krieger sahiba@cloud10.fm and copy jami@murderish.com.  Visit Murderish.com to learn more about the podcast and Creator/Host, Jami, and to view a list of sources for this episode.  Listening to this podcast doesn't make you a murderer, it just means you're murder..ish. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

We are pleased to welcome to our show, Raffaella Valentini, esteemed Consul General of Italy in Los Angeles. Raffaella has years of experience having worked in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, overseeing projects promoted by Italy in the Balkins, North Africa, and Middle East. She's also worked at the Embassy's economic office in Albania and Cairo before coming to Los Angeles. Raffaella has keen ideas on how she sees her position here, as it covers a large territory from California to Arizona, New Mexico and Nevada, and she wants to make sure to serve the various economic and cultural groups in each region. For example, Los Angeles is so vast, and she sees her job as serving the many Italians and Italian Americans from each area in a variety of capacities including science, technology, film, food, travel, and more. And as a woman in such high office, she also knows how important it is to set an example for other women looking to leave their mark in political office. We will talk with Raffaella about her role with the cultural institute, as well as delve into her early life. Did she always want to be a diplomat? Were her parents in public service? What is perhaps the greatest challenge she sees serving the Los Angeles community? What are her immediate goals here? And for those Americans asking, the Consulate can guide on how to apply for an Italian passport, but it is not necessarily their job. I can tell you Raffaella has already left her mark. She is poised and a sharp learner. Diplomatic and effective. But there's lots of work she wants to get done, and we'll talk to her about that, too. Please join me on my #LittleItalyPodcast, #LittleItalyOfLAPodcast, and #DeborahKobyltLIVE. I'm your host, #DeborahZaraKobylt, a proud Italian-American whose family is from Avellino. Thank you for joining me, and please invite your friends as well.

//The Wire//2300Z February 13, 2025////ROUTINE////BLUF: VEHICLE RAMMING ATTACK STRIKES GERMANY. STABBING ATTACK REPORTED NEAR TURKISH CONSULATE IN LONDON. US NAVY AIRCRAFT CARRIER COLLIDES WITH MERCHANT VESSEL IN EGYPT.// -----BEGIN TEARLINE------International Events-Germany: Early this morning a vehicle ramming attack was conducted in the city of Munich, resulting in the wounding of 28x people who were participating in a labor strike protest demonstration. Two people remain in serious condition, which are a mother and small child. The suspect, who has been identified as "Farhad N.", is an immigrant from Afghanistan who was allegedly already marked for deportation due to prior criminal offenses.AC: Of note, American Vice President JD Vance and Ukrainian leader Volodymyr Zelenskyy were scheduled to meet in Munich for a security conference. As this is a developing situation this morning, it is not clear as to how this terror attack may impact the scheduling of the security conference.Middle East: This afternoon the USS HARRY S. TRUMAN (CVN 75) was involved in a collision with a commercial vessel in the vicinity of Port Said in Egypt. The TRUMAN collided with the M/V BESITKAS-M, a bulk cargo carrier flagged out of Panama, and did not experience any flooding. AC: Very few details have come to light regarding how an American aircraft carrier can even be involved in a collision (due to being surrounded by escort ships and host to extreme levels of security), however it's possible that the collision took place in the very busy waterways leading to the Suez Canal. Even taking into account the challenges of maritime navigation through these waters, it is hard to imagine a scenario in which a collision with an aircraft carrier can occur.United Kingdom: Limited reporting on social media this afternoon indicated that an incident took place outside the Turkish Consulate in London. A man approached the Consulate and set a Koran on fire while standing on the sidewalk outside the compound. A random passerby promptly stabbed the man. AC: Absolutely zero British media has covered this story, or even mentioned that it happened. As such, no details can verify that this incident actually happened, beyond video evidence posted on social media.-----END TEARLINE-----Analyst Comments: The horrific attack in Munich is made more poignant in the context of local German political activity. Three days ago, a very large demonstration involving an estimated 200,000 Germans was carried out in Munich, specifically in opposition to both the AfD political party, and various immigration issues. Three days later, one of the "immigrants" that those people were protesting to keep in their nation, rams his vehicle into a crowd.As a result (and very likely intended to get ahead of this tragedy reigniting immigration issues), outgoing Chancellor Scholz immediately called for the attacker to be punished and deported, a sharp departure from Germany's very pro-immigration stance across most of the nation. Scholz's very likely replacement, Friedrich Merz, echoed the same sentiments while on the campaign trail, stating that "something has to change in Germany". However, all of this rhetoric is very likely to be more of a knee-jerk reaction rather than a genuine change of heart or policy. For instance, immediately following his statements this morning, Merz announced a new targeting effort aimed at Elon Musk, for allowing Merz's political opposition (yet also very likely to be a coalition partner, the AfD party) to have a presence on Twitter/X.Analyst: S2A1Research: https://publish.obsidian.md/s2underground//END REPORT//

//The Wire//2300Z February 3, 2025////ROUTINE////BLUF: TRADE DISPUTES CONTINUE IN NORTH AMERICA. COUNTER-ICE PROTESTS BECOME MORE COMMON THROUGHOUT THE USA.// -----BEGIN TEARLINE------International Events-North America: Over the weekend, the two-front trade dispute between the United States, Canada, and Mexico has become more substantial as both Canada and Mexico have announced retaliatory tariffs on imported American goods. In Mexico, following diplomatic discussions, Mexican President Claudia Sheinbaum has agreed to deploy approximately 10,000 troops to the border with the United States.AC: If this deployment actually comes to fruition, this will be an absolutely massive effort on the part of Mexico. Right now, the United States has had around 10,000 soldiers deployed to the border region for many years. Of course, this number has fluctuated over the years, but generally speaking it's been a logistical nightmare for the U.S. military. In Mexico, committing 10,000 troops to a border security mission would be completely unheard of. Nevertheless, the agreement has been made, and time will tell if it will hold. Perhaps to sweeten the deal, this morning Mexican authorities captured El Mando Ricky, one of the leaders of the CDN Cartel in Nuevo Laredo. A significant skirmish was reported during this raid, causing the U.S. Consulate to issue a shelter-in-place warning for all Americans in the city.Greece: Over the past few days the region has been host to substantial seismic activity, with over 200 earthquakes being reported throughout the nation. So far the damage has been minimal, as the earthquakes have been comparatively small, however the increased activity is raising concerns that a larger earthquake may be imminent. Most of the earthquakes have clustered around Santorini, a major volcano. Notably, the earthquakes that have been reported are tectonic and not volcanic in nature, but the risk of a larger event remains elevated nonetheless as the magnitude of these earthquakes has been increasing.-HomeFront-USA: Counter-ICE resistance movements continue to take form, with several protest actions and demonstrations taking place over the weekend. In California, protesters shut down several major highways, and have continued sporadic demonstrations throughout the day. AC: In California, the single greatest method for ensuring that the entire population hates you and your protest movement, is to block traffic. Either way, the demonstrations have continued throughout the state.Washington D.C. - Since President Trump's inauguration (and thus the creation of the Department of Government Efficiency (DOGE)), many items of note have come to light regarding corruption, inefficiency, money laundering, and so on. For instance, USAID (the main agency responsible for the distribution of financial aid to foreign nations) has largely been shut down and their duties delegated to the State Department.AC: While the exact reasons for this have not entirely been made public yet, from the outside looking in, it appears as though USAID was largely serving as mostly a money laundering platform, which was automatically issuing payments, even to known terror groups (which is not a new problem, this has been going on publicly for years).-----END TEARLINE-----Analyst Comments: Purely based on very simple import/export data, there is zero chance that the trade war between the United States and Canada will turn in Canada's favor. Roughly 20% of Canada's entire GDP comes from trade with the United States...but less than 0.02% of America's GDP comes from Canadian trade. Furthermore, Canada's efforts to somehow pushback against the United States are largely grounded in something other than logic, almost entirely due to Canada's own domestic actions over the past few years. For instance, specifically and deliberately due to government pressure

What were Napoleon Bonaparte's biggest achievements during the Consulate period from 1799 to 1804? Prof Emeritus Alan Forrest of the University of York sizes up the greatest hits: ending the Revolution, domestic reforms in administration, education, finance and justice - and one or two flops along the way, including a very partial resolution of the religious question. Here's a link to Charles Esdaile's more general conversation with Alan Forrest, mentioned in this discussion. https://podcasts.apple.com/gb/podcast/in-conversation-alan-forrest-and-charles-esdaile/id1547058446?i=1000656425026 Help us produce more episodes by supporting the Napoleonic Quarterly on Patreon: patreon.com/napoleonicquarterly

A new report finds a “staggering” number of buildings missing required permits, but the Turkish House was the only one of its size approved to open without a valid fire safety plan. Plus, the head of the Board of Elections is facing scrutiny after city investigators found he created a hostile work environment. Also, WNYC's Michael Hill and Liam Quigley look into the impact of New York City's congestion pricing program. And finally, a New York-based artist talks about healing and community through dance.

A deadly shooting outside the Honduran Consulate in Georgia leaves one dead and another injured. A body found in Nevada has been identified as a missing 17-year-old girl from Henderson who disappeared after a family dispute. Drew Nelson reports.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Lee Harvey Oswald's trip to Mexico is one of the most mysterious aspects of the JFK assassination case, and some say it holds the key to understanding what really happened and who was actually involved. Today's episode Part 7 is the seventh episode in this miniseries. In Part 7 we pick the action up as Oswald has checked into  the hotel in Mexico and now heads immediately to the Cuban Consulate in search of a transit visa. We follow Oswald on Friday's odyssey, including  three visits to the Cuban Consulate and one visit to the Soviet Embassy.  Oswald's efforts to obtain a transit visa that would allow him to travel to Cuba are ultimately thwarted that day,  and some of the most important events of his visit happen on Friday including his only known and verifiable interaction with Silvia Duran. And some of the confounding questions begin to arise as well, on whether it was  the authentic Oswald (or not) that visited the Cuban Consulate and the Soviet Embassy.  And what to make of the phone calls to the Soviet Embassy in the minutes after his arrival in Mexico City. Calls that seem difficult for him to have made and that clearly don't seem to be Oswald, because they were spoken in Spanish, a language he could not speak. And luck would have it that his four visits that day, three to the Cuban Consulate and one to the Soviet Embassy, all escaped the America surveillance cameras with no photographs either taken or surviving for posterity. Was that accomplished  for the reasons explained by the CIA, or was it done deliberately for another reason?We're  exploring aspect of the Mexico City story that ultimately impacted what the government decided that  it could not reveal and highlight  about Mexico City at that moment...now just beginning to  explore the curious role of the CIA and its involvement in the  Mexico City affair.....and the plume of suspicions that Mexico creates for the CIA... Come join us as we take you through an entire mini-series of episodes that explore what we know and we don't know about Oswald and his trip to  Mexico City. We will take you from the moment he left New Orleans and traveled to Mexico City, through  his time there and his return to the United States.. That is...if he even went at all..to Mexico ....or rather if he was not the only Oswald who was in Mexico in late September and early October. The plot thickens almost immediately. The evidence in this part of the case is confounding and it may be one of the toughest assignments yet for all of us, including  you, the jury, to sort through it all. Come join us as we review one of the most fascinating story tells regarding the JFK assassination, and as we borrow heavily from so many great researchers including the work of Jefferson Morley who wrote Our Man In Mexico and John Armstrong who wrote Harvey and Lee, two of the most detailed and spellbinding books every written on the JFK assassination. Others as well contribute to the richness of our investigation into what happened...really...in Mexico City....Even as early as 1964, rumors and serious concerns over  the lone gunman theory and the evidence that might contravene it,  were becoming a major concern for the government and the commission. Conspiracy theories were contrary to the government's stated narrative from the very beginning. This  real-life story is more fascinating than fiction.  No matter whether you are a serious researcher or a casual student, you will enjoy the fact filled narrative and story as  we relive one of the most shocking moments in American History. An event that changed the nation and changed the world forever.

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Promises To Keep. In 25 parts, edited from the works of FinalStand. Listen and subscribe to the ► Podcast at Connected.. Note to readers: There is a bit of mangling of the Iliad going on. My apologies to Homer and the countless singers before him who carried the Iliad down through the dark centuries until the Greeks figured out how writing works. “Never judge a friend by what they give, but of how much of themselves they give.” (From the floor of Katrina's office) First thoughts,  I was on the floor where I had fallen, surrounded and being manhandled in the tenderest way. That was a romantic means of relating to my mummification. Those little Band-Aids that had been applied when I woke up from my coma had failed the 'Cáel is a Smeckle-head' test. All the crud they had pumped into my system and amperage they had channeled through my muscles was not the same as eating and exercise. Having a sexual romp with two ladies? My Goddess made plans for my body that my caloric bank account couldn't afford, thus me passing out. Unlike my time with Miyako and Estere, I had a feeling my two sofa-buddies were ovulating. Fatherhood was on the way. How my infant would survive the continuous poisonous assault on the augur's lymphatic system was beyond me. Her guardian, let's just say I dealt with sneaky bitches/Dot on a regular basis and leave it at that. "He is awake," Tadêfi alerted the room. "You must leave so I can deliver my message to him in the privacy he requested." "I am almost done," a different Amazon voice stated. She was the medico dealing with my wounds. By the aroma, she had slathered on two coats of the healing goo that was becoming as comfortable to my nostrils as my soap-on-a-rope. A few more rounds of adhesive tape and the exodus from the room began. I hadn't opened my eyes because I was unprepared for the looks of anger, disappointment and concern surely leveled my way. The door shut and my eyes opened. "The Conqueror, the Champion, the Friendless and the Foe have all escaped the Land of the Endless Black Sands and returned to the Sunlit Realm," Tadêfi whispered upon my lips. Huh? That was it? Seriously, four freaking titles without, And here came the rest, faces. Faces with eyes and eyes with a purpose. Names, not names I wanted to hear at the moment. Bad fucking news all around. It couldn't be something helpful like the identity of the next High Priestess, No, that would be good fucking news. Okay, time to turn this frown upside down. I could make this work for me. How, I wasn't sure. "Thank you," I responded to Tadêfi's plea of understanding. Outside of having impregnating sex with me, the Sex-Master, Timothy was going to Nerf-shoot me for that, she'd endured spiritual, mental and physical grief and torment to be with me here today. She waited, kneeling beside my head. "Kiss me," I requested. It was a moist act, full of compassion and understanding. I racked my mind for the names and their importance. "Who was Shammuramat?" "I don't know, but this helps, right?" Tadêfi expressed her need to make the reward for the sacrifices to make sense. Five dead sister-augurs. They had to find that son-of-a-bitch! "Tadêfi, we are back in the fight," I grinned. "You and your sisters have given the Host a mighty weapon in the upcoming struggle." I knew that to be true because I knew who and where the Conqueror was, I knew he wasn't ready to be revealed, his enemies were closing in and he was ignorant of that fact. I was going to have to rain on his parade to save his life. The five augurs hadn't died futilely. The Weave of Fate had shielded the man and it took the augers' fanatical devotion to cut the threads and expose the truth the Host needed most. The Champion, hell, I knew who he was. I chuckled. Tadêfi was confused. The Champion was coming to kill me, me and a bunch of other Amazons, because blood feuds tend to run both ways. The Foe. He was easy enough. Granddad. The Bastard just wouldn't stay dead. I had a clue to what was going on now. I wasn't sure how useful that knowledge would be. Still, knowledge is knowledge. That thing crawling around inside my brain? No help there. That left Shammuramat. That name was familiar. Even when I finally placed it, I didn't understand her role in things. Why her? "Krasimira," I called out. I struggled to sit up and with Tadêfi's help, I did so. The Keeper and two guardians entered as well. One, Sikia, hovered over her companion/augur. "What is the link between Shammuramat and the Host?" I inquired. I saw no recognition in the Keeper's eyes. "She was the first ever "independent" queen of a nation-state, Assyria." Krasimira sat on the sofa and retrieved her tablet from inside her robes. She began working with the electronic history of the Amazon race. "9th Century BCE," I added. Slowly others migrated back into the room. Buffy, Katrina (not good and not happy), Elsa (really not good) and Desiree. Pamela leaned against the door sill, neither in nor out. Katrina sat behind her desk. The phone came out and whispered conversations began in earnest. I had shoved us straight into a war which looked like a free for all at the moment. No one trusted anyone. No one could afford to. I had to change that. The only saving grace was that it appeared no Secret Society had planned for the Protocols to abruptly end a week and a half ago. "Ah, I found it," Krasimira spoke up. Because I'm me, it was at that moment I finally realized that someone had put me in my biking shorts in an effort to provide me a modicum of modesty, with the benefit of blood being smeared on the inside. "She abandoned the Host, she was put under a death sentence for killing her twin sister who was chosen to lead House Anat over her." "Anat?" I queried. "The other dead First House," Krasimira sighed. "They were renowned for their berserkers. Some would drape themselves in the entrails of their enemies in the midst of battle to increase their ferocious appearance." "Oh, how sweet, what was Ishara known for?" I was surprised I'd never asked. "Ishara were the emissaries of the Host," Krasimira informed me. With the Amazon practice of killing embassies sent their way, the extinction of my house made much more sense. "What does this mean?" Desiree took charge of matters since Katrina was still busy on the phone. In a few short weeks, Desiree's prestige had definitely increased. Katrina was her sister in more than name now. "Where to begin,  Fine, why don't we refer to the Mycenaeans by their proper Amazon name?" Everyone but Buffy was glancing about nervously. "You used the name, didn't you?" Elsa rubbed the bridge of her nose, dreading the response. "Yes, " I answered. "Because no one warns him of shit," Pamela huffed. "You assume an Amazon education with no basis in reality. You act like he grew up with our fairy tales and phantasmal histories. Everyone in this room, but Buffy," she acknowledge my First, "knew he spoke our language and the accompanying risk. Still, no one warned him." "You didn't warn him," Desiree skewered Pamela with a glance. "Not my job, Buttons," Pamela chuckled. "I relish the rest of you being made to look like idiots too much to be useful to Cáel unless it really matters. So he invoked an ancient malediction. What is the worst that could happen?" "I'm going to make a huge deductive leap, am I the reason the Achaean hero Ajax and his boys are back from the dead and coming after us for some Ako-level vengeance?" I groaned. (That's the 47 Ronin for us Westerners) Silence. "That's not your fault, Sport," Pamela snorted. "Mano-man, was I a dumbass for doing nothing. I'll take the blame for that one ladies. Damn Cáel, you would have to pick the Unconquered One, wouldn't you?" "Who is this guy and why does he hate us?" Buffy interjected. Pause. "Our ancestors poisoned his wine so that, in his angry haze, he mistook his own men for his enemies and slaughtered them all, back during the Trojan War. Afterwards, he committed suicide in anguish over his crime, Death opened his eyes at the last, he saw our treachery and managed to curse us as he died," Krasimira informed the lot of us. "And my using that word brought him back? That sounds, weak," I grunted. "The word would not have been enough," Tadêfi comforted me. "There must have been some sort of rift in the curtain of Reality that allowed the others to slip through. I don't understand how, oh no," she gasped as the pieces came together. "I'm willing to believe that was the price of doing business," I petted Tadêfi's cheek. "Please enlighten us," Elsa grumbled. "I need to find the Earth  and  Sky ambassador and set up a new meeting. Using what Tadêfi has gifted me with and the sacrifice of her fellow augurs, I can secure an alliance for us if only I can make up for the whole stunt Troika played," I grinned. "Any ideas?" "We could call them," Pamela produced my phone. "Seems some lady named Hana Sulkanen has been trying for days to get in touch with you. She hunted down the owner of the necklace, they talked about your current physical state, courtesy of Odette, and the owner of the necklace has expressed a continued interest in meeting you, and only you. It would appear that they really don't trust the rest of our merry little band since your first disappearance." Hana, and here I had killed her step-brother, the one she despised. An unexpected benefit of civil discourse, my People's chance of survival had doubled. Pamela lobbed my phone and I caught it. "What of the other two?" Tadêfi pushed down on my euphoria. "Was the Foe dead as well?" A quick look at Pamela told me she knew the answer to that. "The Foe is complicated," I lied. "His return was an inevitability, so we count that as a draw. The Champion, bad news. Let's put Shammy in the 'maybe' column and the Conqueror is a win for our side." A Berserker Queen, fresh from the Underworld, who we were honor-bound to kill,  or the 'other lost heir to a dead House' that was going to make us cobble together some nonsense to bring her back into the fold. If I wasn't the male leader of a spiritually significant All-Girls social club/paramilitary outfit, I might have been daunted by my prospects of achieving the latter. "The thing going on inside your head?" Elsa asked. That explained her presence. My mental capacity was still suspect. Was I still me? Could I flip out with no warning? "It is still there. I still have no idea what happened to me, or what the results might be. This means I'm going into battle wounded and that's that," I stated. "Are you acting in the best interest of the Host," Elsa studied me. "I am not sure," I confessed after half a minute's introspection. "So many of you are fuck-nuts; I'm not sure what acting responsible is for this set," I added jokingly. "As it stand, you lack the authority to pass judgment on me, Elsa. I promise you that if I feel I'm losing control, I will turn myself in." "Saint Marie would feel better if you stayed here," Elsa insisted. "Is the SD declaring war on House Ishara?" Buffy rose to the challenge. "We (by that she meant my fellow Isharans) have discussed the matter and talked to our best neuroscientist. She cannot definitively tell us Cáel isn't Cáel, so there is no reason to constrain him." Whoa. In our best prospect's educated opinion I was not-not me. Legions of English teachers weren't going to like that. "I have the answer for that," Katrina spoke up. "I owe Cáel and I would pay that debt now. He expressed a desire to see my niece, Aya. Do you still wish that Cáel Ishara?" "More than ever, but the Council is meeting," I sighed. "Buffy is your (dead word spoken), your apprentice," Katrina suggested. "Appoint someone to stand with her." That was more than good advice. Buffy was a woman and, to those who knew of her, as fierce an Amazon as ever lived. That was what Katrina was telling me without telling me. "I choose Daphne Pile, if she will accept, to stand by Buffy's side," I announced. Buffy would need someone who was passionate for my cause and who spoke Old Kingdom Hittite. Buffy still didn't, and the chance of the Council speaking English on her behalf was non-existent. "That is Daphne of House Cotyttia," Pamela corrected me. Who Cotyttia was? I had no idea. I was stupid to think Daphne's actual Amazon surname was Pile. Daphne wasn't even around. Executive Services was functioning fine without me and that meant Daphne had a work queue. "The Thracian Goddess of Sex, Orgies, War and Slaughter," Krasimira gracefully filled in my ignorance. Another whoa, why wasn't she my matron goddess? Tadêfi hauled off and slapped me. The action seemed to take everyone, Tadêfi included, by surprise. "I don't know why I did that," Tadêfi wailed out in despair. I did. It didn't take telepathy to figure out what I had been thinking. To prove my point, Pamela laughed. I cupped Tadêfi's jaw. "Worry not," I cooed. "I had that coming, Dot Ishara," I dodged another one, "isn't happy with me right now." Recall, Tadêfi was hooked up to an old-fashioned party line with the Beyond. "Animaniacs," Pamela snorted. "I so love you. It is my deep and abiding pleasure to have you as my Grandson." "I'm not your grandson," I countered. "Well, I say you are. Now be quiet and accept the shame," Pamela's eyes danced with amusement. "That makes me, Daphne and Brielle incest," I pointed out. "Amazons don't have an incest taboo," Pamela retorted. Duh. They are all women, no chance of seven fingered, Cyclops babies. "Ah, women, misunderstanding and pain, Buffy, would you check out Quebec and see if I'm still wanted in that province for bestiality. It could be important later," I commanded. "Bestiality?" only one woman failed to mutter, sputter or exclaimed. "The complainant in question is not that pissed at you anymore," Katrina's rolodex mind kicked in. "I believe she expressed a desire to question you about some missing accoutrements though." My splitting headache meant I had to think about that, ah yes, her dress uniform. It was/had been Canada Day, thus her having an official function and thus me cheating with the girl from across the hall in the Mountie's bed. I'm an idiot alright and my ability to keep an eye on the clock needs improvement. My last image of her, frothing at the mouth (she was a tad more possessive than I had anticipated) as she screamed out insults in Quebecois French concerning my lineage, personality failings and the treasured parts of my anatomy. She punctuated various parts of that deranged episode by hurling articles of her clothing over the border at me as I turned (once I had good Ole US soil/pavement under my feet) and tried to get us back together. Yes, I had them, just not in my Box of Failed Romances. Acting on hopes of reconciliation, I had the uniform dry cleaned, placed in a dress bag, and the boots polished; both currently occupying space in my closet. At least the Alburgh-Noyan Crossing guards (it is a dual Canadian-American post) appreciated me evading/begging forgiveness long enough for them to see her in only her bra and panties. I imagine they didn't normally get much excitement there. "Katrina, " I began. "Yes, Maya forgives you too, though she scored an 'At Risk' for reliability. Anais sounded genuine," Katrina related. Anais was the Mountie. Maya was the Guyane Française university student from across the hall, the one I was caught cheating with. I had told her I was Anais's brother. Maya was also a super-exceptional cook. "Cáel Ishara, who are these women we are talking about?" Sikia demanded. 'We', that didn't take long. We were now a 'we', which in Amazon meant 'male, you're my property'. "I have a sideline job as an Amway distributor," I replied. "I give crappy customer service." "You give awesome customer service," Katrina riposted. "That's the problem." "Sikia, you are not the first Amazon Cáel has stuck his dick into. You are probably not the tenth," Elsa dripped with frustration. Quick count: Rhada, Buffy, Oneida and Gael, I was only going to count the penile-vaginal penetrations. "They are only numbers five and six, thank you very much," I defended myself. "So much for your 'intern, no sex' policy," Desiree muttered. "Cut me some slack, I work with stone-cold, Olympic level athlete foxes 24/7," I griped. "I am a sexual being too, I have needs." "What about the 'End of Internship' hunting shindig?" Desiree pulled a flawless 'Katrina'. "Oh, it is still on. With my 'do or die' learning curve, it is going to be so much more fun," I grinned. "And, okay, no more Amazon sex until then, sorry Rachel." "Except for house members," Buffy insisted. "No exceptions," Elsa demanded. "I'll keep an eye on him," Pamela resolved the issue. "No more Amazon boinking for him." She was such a liar. She was also a highly accomplished liar because everyone bought it. On with my life. Stage one: exit Katrina's office. Done deal, no problems. Stage two: set up meeting with the Earth  and  Sky. They wanted to meet on their ground. Since I was the uncertain factor in these negotiations, I agreed. I was bringing one, Pamela raised four fingers, four people with me. Who? Outside of Pamela, I had no idea. Stage three: going to medical and putting on my business suit, it was a new one and very, very nice. I was moving up into serious majestic magnate territory. I also picked up buddy number two, FBI Special Agent Virginia Maddox. Why had I chosen a federal agent to accompany me to a meeting between two secret societies? I hadn't a clue. Sometimes you have to roll with these things. In the lobby, I picked up number three, Delilah, Mom's MI-6 operative/baby-sitter. Compassionate, caring people were surrounding me all the time. It gave me this sensation of a 'down home' environment no matter where I went, if down home was Gaza, or Donetsk. I think my entourage/lifestyle observation teams had grown to encompass six cars. I was in no condition for riding my bike, so that recourse was denied me. Taxi? One, most were hard-working stiffs like my family who didn't deserve to be caught in a noontime, drive-by assassination attempt. Besides, with my luck I'd meet the guy from Qatar again, the one with the sister with cute eyes. That reminded me, I gave Nicole a call. "How are you doing?" she quickly inquired. "Good," I lied to a past master of shattering perjury. Pause. "I'm surrounded by girls with guns, tailed by your clients, some part of a Federal Task force and some people who I don't know yet. Hold on." I put my hand over my phone. "Delilah, are you packing heat?" I asked softly. She opened her jacket revealing paired revolvers in shoulder holsters. I didn't recognize them so the Brit gave me the 4-1-1. "Ruger Alaskans," she grinned. Bing! Now I recalled them. The girl who taught me to shoot once read some reviews of that beast on her laptop while I gave her a slow, passionate screw from behind. She became all hot and bothered, wiggling, squirming and generally having a grandiose time with my cock deep within. I repeat, this girl really loved guns, a huge cerebral G-spot for her. Oh yeah, the Ruger Alaskan is what you get if you are worried about Grizzly bears popping their heads through the tent flaps late at night. Delilah was probably packing 4 80's. Her guns would turn 250 kilograms of pissed off ursine into an excellent throw-rug in about two shots. In an urban environment,  well, maybe she thought the New York Giants were actually giants, or something like that. Two were overkill, unless you expected someone needing to borrow one. "Just checked. I remain the only one unarmed in my personal carnival of carnage, " my words trailed up to an unintelligible mumble. I was mumbling because suddenly four handguns were casually offered up for my use (Tiger Lily was holding one over her shoulder as she drove), in the same way you'd offer up some Nicorette to a man jonesing for a smoke. Rachel was kind enough to hand me my familiar Glock-22 and Ruger 38 caliber with their accompanying holsters. Two spare clips followed, then I stashed the lot. I scratched my calf. It took me a second to realize I was reaching for my pistol. No, not the one at my hip, or my ankle, but the one, in my boot? "Now that you've been handed firearms of dubious origin, can I get back to questioning you," the FBI agent intruded upon my ruminations. "We were discussing that list of people that are visiting a morgue instead of a court room. What can you tell me?" "Bye Nicole. Miss you. Being interrogated by a blonde FBI lady with a whips scar on her eyebrow and eyes that could scare a badger back into its hole. Later," I cut of my lawyer's fierce demand that I keep my mouth shut. "Nothing useful that wouldn't implicate myself and others in a criminal conspiracy," I answered her. "There is no way I'd name anyone else I suspect of involvement. I feel no guilt over what has happened, so no remorseful confession, and that is based on my belief that cosmic justice has been achieved." "You can't create lists of people for execution," Maddox persisted. "That negates the whole justice system and the principle of innocent until proven guilty." Wow! Except for the two of us, every other person in the car snorted their derision of Maddox's presumptive naiveté. "Do you even believe the tripe spilling from your pie-hole?" Delilah mocked Maddox. "I'm in law enforcement. That means I enforce the laws, not interpret them, or choose which ones I want to obey and which ones to ignore," Virginia fought back. "Love, that's crap and you know it. You are an agent of the US government. You bomb, drone-strike, overthrow lawfully elected governments and assassinate in your nation's best interests," Delilah countered. "You selectively enforce your Constitution when it suits you." "I'm law enforcement, not the military or foreign affairs. Know the difference," Maddox glared. "The pay master is the same,  you willingly collect your thirty pieces of silver; get off your high horse because you are in the shat now, Agent Maddox. I haven't known this crowd an hour and I know for a fact that you are the only US citizen onboard," Delilah chortled. "I don't know their bleeding nationality, but I doubt it is on the UN Charter." Maddox turned to me. "That was succinct and rather accurate," I murmured. "Special Agent Maddox, I have the sneaking suspicion that you are with us because FP (federal prosecutor) Castello feels you can handle this, Umm, unusual set of circumstance. I promise you this, it is going to get worse." "Why don't we test this quaint theory?" FBI Lass challenged us. "Jail, bail, and I'm waking up in Rio de Janeiro in two days," I sighed. "I have a few thousand in the bank, live in a hole and own my father's home, when it clears probate. Only you know I'm flight risk. A dozen people will vouch/lie about my character and that's that. All you've succeeding in doing is making enemies when you need friends." "There is still a matter of multiple people dead under suspicious circumstance," she said. "Imagine for a second that Cáel admits to creating a hit list," Pamela began. "He would never give up the names of the other people involved. He didn't kill anyone, or say 'kill them'. Now what? You still have an abysmal case to put before a judge. Add to that, the mitigating factor of a raped girl. You get to break her down until she's a cooperating witness because she's the only one who can provide you with Cáel's motive," my mentor continued. "Good for you and your team. She gets to betray the man who tried to save her. Cáel promised horrific retribution if any of those in the now-dead crowd hurt her. That is rather unlike him, he normally forgives when given the least excuse. I don't give a damn about women's rights, or the rights of rape victims. I really could give a shit about human rights for that matter. Wronging me is the surest way to early retirement. It is not a matter of strong versus weak, or right versus wrong. What matters to me is who I can trust. I don't know you, thus I don't trust you. I trust your government to be so much chicken shit. I base this on the lack of public torture and execution. I want the families of dying criminals paraded in front of those cock-suckers before the condemned finally perish in agony. I want to see thieves get their forearms hacked off, trial by combat, and respect for your elders. I want to see public officials being sacrificed upon the altar of Jehovah when they leave office. I want to see a system of justice with a soul, not law books thicker than an aircraft carrier's hull. A government 'of the People, by the People, for the People' should be the sole guiding force for your culture and we both know that's never going to happen. I admire your soldiers; not because they are brave and combat effective, they are. I admire them because they are fighting and dying for elected officials and a population that can't locate Afghanistan, or Iraq on a map, can't tell the difference between a Sikh and a Muslim, and thinks 'Pashtun' is an exotic piece of furniture. I admire them because they are better human beings despite you, not because of you," Pamela was coming to her crescendo. "Basically you people, by that I mean most of the human race, are dangerous in your idiocy, arrogance and pride in your ignorance. Not one of you should be allowed to use weapons, or play with fire. For you, unrestricted voting is a crime right up there with inventing, disease prevention, bilingualism and anything that perpetuates your educational system." "Lady, why are you so angry with the world?" Maddox studied Pamela intensely. I wished her luck with divining and then unwrapping that lady's mind. "I hold dear to my heart anyone's hunger to learn, honesty when it hurts and love no matter what the cost, so I find myself alone most of the time," Pamela grinned. "Above even those, I adore humor in the face of ridicule, condemnation and adversity. You can dodge bullets and parry knives. Humor always strikes home," she finished. "It is the perfect weapon." "Liar," I smiled. "You like high performance automobiles too." Did she? I didn't know. "Only with a 2X4 pressing the accelerator as it races toward the lip of a canyon," Pamela bantered back, "with Ursula K. Le Guin strapped in the back seat." "Who?" I inquired. "She's an author. I take exception to some of her work and unwillingness to appreciate the fusion of exceptional feminine characteristics with power positions," Pamela answered. "And your critique of her life's work is an exploding car at the bottom of a cliff?" I smiled. "Starting uncontrolled wildfires and littering, two of my favorite activities," she laughed. "I'll stick with blondes and brunettes, and red- and raven-haired, bald has its own appeal, green and purple have their own kink going on, " I joked. "Wait! We were talking about people being murdered and you two are cracking jokes?" Maddox rumbled. "I had a dream about tying them together with nylon cord and tossing them off the back ramp of a transport aircraft, and watching them fall, and fall," Rachel sighed dreamily. "Atta girl," I play-punched Rachel's shoulder. "What is your part in all of this?" Maddox turned to Rachel. "I'm the head of his bodyguard detail," Rachel gave her confession of the damned. "And you want to kill him, " Virginia struggled to keep up. "Given time, you will too," Rachel promised. "According to his pre-employment records, only one woman he's had a sexual relationship with hasn't wanted to at least hurt him," glaring at me, "badly." "The nun doesn't want me dead!" I vocally protested. "It is so wrong that you are proud that of over 200 women you've slept with, TWO have not, at some point in knowing you, wanted to maul you and one of those is in the 'forgiving' business," Rachel chastised me. Virginia had an answer for my madness. Her phone came out and she hit speed-dial, work. "Ms. Castello, this is Special Agent Maddox, do you have a moment?" Virginia calmly asked when she finally wrangled my current-favorite fed's attention. "You do now? Thank you. I'd like to know what the fuck have you done to me? This assignment is nuts. Either I'm part of some elaborate prank, or I'm in an S U V with escapees from the looney bin." Ten seconds later Maddox gave me the phone. "Stop it. I've upheld my end of the bargain, so behave," Javiera ordered. Man, she'd shot me straight to the core and we hadn't even slept together yet. Clever, clever girl. "Yes Ma'am," I swore. "I'll do my best to buffer Special Agent Maddox from the truth." "I'll have to accept that," Javiera conceded. "Give Maddox the phone back." A brief conversation later and Maddox was no better off than when she started. Thankfully we parked in front of the Kazakhstan Consulate in New York, giving us all an excuse to face facts. Maddox was feeling compelled to ask questions she didn't want the answers to, and that we didn't want to answer. Saved by work. "Kazakhstan Consulate? Why are we here?" both Virginia and Rachel asked. "Oh! This is going to be good," Pamela leaned forward excitedly. "Change the course of human history," I answered with a great deal of confidence I didn't feel. See, I had knowledge critical to the Earth  and  Sky. That knowledge was also something they wanted kept compartmentalized, so they might take exception to it being possessed by an outsider. Oh,  so that's why Pamela earlier insisted on four ladies being with me, so we could shoot our way out if things turned ugly. I hugged my mentor. "Thank you, Pamela." "You are coming along nicely, Mr. Potter," Pamela patted my cheek. "Your praise leaves me suspicious, Professor Snape. Besides, if I'm going to die, it helps me to know you'll go first ." "That was uncalled for," Pamela chided me. It was the 'Snape' role she rejected. "Snape gave up his life for Harry, Dumbledore died for Draco," I countered. "Well, let's hope it doesn't come to that," Pamela shone with joy and pride. "You act like I have a choice," I sighed. "Touché," Pamela nodded. "I see what you mean about these two," Maddox addressed Rachel. "Oh my God," Delilah laughed. "You wove Harry Potter into a life and death conversation and it made sense. I am probably going to die, but I'll die knowing I have lived." "Not you too?" Maddox glared at Delilah. Rachel just shook her head. We exited the car, settled ourselves out. Rachel took point, Delilah took one flank while Pamela took the other. By happenstance, I ended up in the middle, yeah right, with Virginia covering my back. "You stay here," Pamela put a hand on Rachel's shoulder. "You'll need to lead the team in if someone 'pumps up the volume'." Interesting euphemism for 'when people start killing people'. "What are we doing today?" Miyako 'appeared'. She'd been walking down the sidewalk toward us, the Kazak Consulate was a townhouse, but her presence hadn't registered. "I require your pledge of silence on what is to transpire. No death is intended," I stated calmly to Miyako. "I didn't know you were versed in ninja contracts, much less spoke Japanese?" Miyako responded. Blink. "I didn't know I spoke it either, " I mumbled. "No sweat," Pamela tried to hustle us along. "He's a quick study." Yeah. I didn't feel it apropos to point out I hadn't heard myself speaking Japanese, or understood that my words had some secret meaning. "How important is this to my people?" Miyako asked. Now that I was paying attention to it, I could make out that she was speaking in her native tongue. "If they don't think we can be trusted to not speak of what is to transpire for a week, they are going to kill us," I related my suspicions. "My mind and heart are joined in this decision." "I give you my pledge," Miyako nodded. She looped her arm in mine. "Does anyone care to enlighten me?" Maddox prodded. Whoa. It seemed that, beside me and Miyako, only Pamela spoke Japanese. "Special Agent Maddox, no matter what, don't give up your gun, when we say run, run, and shoot to kill because they will be trying to kill us," I informed her. "Does the term 'extraterritoriality' mean anything to anyone here?" Maddox snapped. Her nervousness was totally understandable. I stopped at the top of the steps, looking over my shoulder. I nodded. Pamela, Delilah and Miyako nodded as well. "Hold on, I can't believe I'm saying this. Does anyone have a back-up I can use?" Maddox groaned. Rachel quick-stepped forward and handed over a 22 automatic pistol then a spare clip with a smooth, practiced motion that suggested that SD swapped weapons all the time. Maddox didn't miss the casualness of the gesture. The firearm and magazine disappeared. "Fine, we will never discuss the laws we just butchered, ever, and if I die and any of you make it out alive, I will seek revenge at whatever cost FROM WHEREVER I AM," FBI girl growled. "One of us," Pamela smirked at me as I touched the doorbell. It opened promptly. We weren't on a crowded street, we were on their stoop and a security camera was pointed right at us. We were invited in and two rather Caucasian-looking gentlemen (Kazaks are a mixed bag of Turks and Cumans) were waiting with the doorman. They looked tough in that they took personality lessons from saddle leather. "You will place your weapons there," the more charismatic of the two spoke up. He was pointing to a side table that looked large enough for the task. "No," was the most courteous response I could muster. He didn't look surprised. He didn't look much like he was breathing, or blinking either. "Go," he pointed to the door. I looked to Pamela. "Well, that didn't take long," I grinned. I felt out the necklace under my shirt and pulled it over my head. "Please return this to its owner in the spirit it was given." He took it. The doorman opened the door and out we went. Rachel was back in our GL550, using the door as possible cover. She said we could take our seats and away we rolled. Maddox looked apoplectic. She had prepared herself for the Wild, Wild West, not a doe-see-doe at the door. In her mind, I had wound her up for nothing. My phone rang. "Cáel Ishara, there seems to have been a diplomatic miscommunication," a male native Turkish-speaker said in heavily accented English. "The person you are meeting must be approached in the spirit of peace." "No, I understood you perfectly," I assured him. "We aren't the Brownies, or the Girl Scouts, Buddy. I don't know, or trust you and you don't know, or trust me, yet. I will compromise though. I will respect your traditions. I will enter your home unarmed. In turn, everyone in the building will line up outside on the street except for the person I'm supposed to meet. Is that acceptable?" Pause. "Do you hate these people, or like them?" Maddox grumbled. "With you, I can't quite tell." "That would not be acceptable," the man finally responded. "Perhaps an alternative. You come in, alone yet armed." "Nope. Due to the efforts of people far smarter than me, I know pretty much who I am meeting, so I am either very rude, insane, or bear a message that is worth my life," I countered. "Your personal safety is guaranteed," was the counter-offer. "That is a false promise, not because you lack honor, or respect for me, but because you are from a wise and noble lineage with a historical propensity of cutting to the heart of any problem." By that, I meant they'd cut my heart out. "What I expect is for every one of you to hold the future of the Earth  and  Sky above any such concepts as personal promises, hospitality, and honor. I am even putting my faith in your willingness to put the survival of the Earth  and  Sky over your own well-being," I riposted. "If the message is so crucial, you should be willing to come alone," back at me. "It isn't important to me," I stated. "Listen, a war is about to break out. Unless we both want to be found all alone in the outhouse masturbating when the headsman comes, one of us has to blink. Today, it is you. Tomorrow you may be able to return the favor and mess with my head." Pause. "Your koumiss is getting warm." "We'll be right there. We apologize for the delay. Traffic is murder these days, or a close facsimile thereof," I gave a little back in the humility department. "Tiger Lily, " "On it, Ishara, Wakko Ishara. I've been circling the block," Tiger Lily had anticipated my antics. Sure, I acted like I had no game plan, but I never wasted people's time. Maybe if I developed an actual game plan I could do even better. "Wakko Ishara?" it was Delilah's and Maddox's turn to share a 'what the?' moment. "May I explain the sacred names?" Rachel requested of me. "I have a feeling these two might become a fixture." "By all means, Rachel. Our trust runs deep," I trusted Rachel with more than my life; I trusted her with my future. "Wakko, as in you're the nutty one?" Delilah made a stab at our arcane nomenclature. If you use small words does that make it gnomenclature? Pamela winked at me, psychic twin grandmother powers activate! "We need complementary rings," Pamela remarked. Sweet! "Cáel Ishara is differentiated as Wakko Ishara, Ishara, first of House Ishara, is Yakko Ishara, and, " Rachel began. "The Animaniacs? Your code names are the Warner Brothers and their sister Dot?" Maddox gasped. "You are beyond nuts." "And the Goddess Ishara is named, by House Ishara and House Ishara alone," Rachel made some warding appeal against divine punishment, "as Dot Ishara." Maddox's face shown with disbelief. "Following Cáel Ishara into battle has been one of my greatest pleasures," Rachel stared at Maddox. "I never knew insanity could be so liberating, or that laughing at death could be such an aphrodisiac." "When did you two go into battle?" Delilah wondered. "In a morgue, fighting to retrieve the body of his fallen father so that our enemies could not desecrate it," Rachel explained. Ah, the walls of Troy, fighting over the spoils of the dead. "You mean when I face-planted?" I grinned at Rachel. "Even without a weapon, your instincts were good, forcing our enemy to commit to multiple angles of coverage even though your efforts were foiled by a footing failure. Your rushing their leader was even more heroic in that you were unarmed and using your body as a decoy, knowing your enemy's superior skill would stop him from shooting you," Rachel smiled my way, sex. "Let me get this straight," Miyako finally spoke up. "You charged an enemy unarmed then stumbled and failed. They were armed?" "Yes, with a 3 57 Magnum revolver and a 10 gauge sawed-off automatic shotgun, in tight confines and close range, oh, and no cover." Maddox replied, then to me, "I read the report." "Then you repeated the action a few minutes," Miyako. "Less than a minute later," Maddox clarified. "A minute later, wow! You are as fearless as we've heard. Please don't die before we have a baby," Miyako gave me a quick hug. If you cover a zeppelin with uranium paint, can it still fly, or does it sink to the center of the Earth? Ninja babies, We had returned to the stairs at the Consulate. This time the door swung open upon our approach. "Is there some drug you are all taking to bask in this shared fantasy life?" Maddox mumbled. "One of us," Pamela retorted. "One of us." "One of us," I joined in. It helped cut the tension. The bodyguards were present right where we'd them last time. They ushered us up the stairs to a second floor sitting room that ate up half the floor. There were two men there; radiating that subtle assurance that a half-dozen killers were close by. The man standing was Iskender, the E and S emissary from Dad's funeral. I broke all decorum, strode to the man, locked arms, hugged him tight and patted him on the back. "Thank the spirits you are here," I whispered, "all this lack of dick is making me a bit stir-crazy." "Ah, yes, it is good to see you again too," Iskender imparted as we broke our embrace. His boss, the guy on the sofa, shot me and my Kyrgyz buddy a sharp look. The Main Man was clearly Mongolian and must have thought blank, white walls exhibited too much empathy. "Koumiss," the boss offered. I sipped it from a simple, yet regal drinking mug that probably hit the kiln 200 years ago. "Mare, or yak?" I inquired as I handed the cup around. Iskender came first, but it was clearly my intention that we all partake. It was more a matter of the host's pledge of sanctuary than me wanting to share the koumiss. It tasted like thin, lightly chilled, bitter beer with a vanilla-almond milk shake-chaser. "Mare, of course. Please sit," he offered. He defined the suggestion by slipping off the sofa onto the layered carpet rug. He was semi-reclined, so we followed suit. "We should pray for the protection of the spirits," was the suggestion that wasn't a suggestion. It was his itinerary. He clapped his hands and from beyond a curtained partition came this really sensual Mongolian chick carrying a large brass bowl. She flicked her eyes at me and an instant connection was formed. She liked to bark like a dog under the full moon, okay, I'm not sure where that came from. "Nice woman," I told the leader. "She looks like she has seen many winters." Whoa! Where the fuck did that come from? I got a shocked reaction from Iskender. The Leader looked pissed, if a flake of paint on the white wall indicated anger. The girl blushed like what I said was an incredible turn on. "She is my daughter," the Leader pointed out. Way past swallowing my foot. My ankle was tasty. "My name is Oyuun Tömörbaatar. My faithful Iskender, you know. This is my daughter T. Sarangerel. She is studying at N Y U and is not entertaining marriage proposals at this time," he slapped down his boundaries. Somehow 'I only want to sleep with her' didn't sound like the right response. Wait! Saying his 'daughter had many winters' was a marriage bargaining opening move. What the fuck! "What I meant was that surely many men have died trying to come before you," I back-pedaled. More happy looks from the daughter. More paint peeling from the dad. Pamela made sure more koumiss was going around. Getting drunk could hardly hurt at this juncture. Sarangeral placed the bowl between us. It was filled with clear, cold water undoubtedly collected from a mountain-fed glacier. "Let us cleanse our hands in the water so that we may speak with clarity," O. Tömörbaatar said. We dipped our fingers and, for a second, I saw him. Not 'O', but HIM. "It is good to finally meet you Ferko Ishara Cáel Nyilas," the man said. My Spidey senses told me he was feeling less 'good' about this meeting every second. "How can your people and mine better get along?" 'Let me impregnate your daughter', would probably get my skull split open. "No time for that," I replied. "I know where HE is. The Seven Pillars have found a way to search the Weave and are closing in. You must act with haste." Whether it was disbelief, or old schooled Ku Chun in the art of gambling, the older man gave no outward reaction. "Where is he?" O. Tömörbaatar asked in a gentle tone. "I can do you one better," I steeled myself for the unknown forces I was invoking. I put my hands on the bowl's lip and looked in. Several seconds later, he did as well. For a moment, nothing. It was like a ripple in reverse. The first earth tremor I barely noticed. The ripples grew and grew until I felt the whole row of townhouses would come crashing down. Wind snapped the locks on the windows, flinging them wide open and tearing at the curtains like streamers in a hurricane. Then we saw HIM clearly. HE stopped driving this old, beat-up Peugeot and was pulling to the side of a desolate stretch of highway. HE could sense something yet couldn't pinpoint the source of his unease. We definitely got the impression this wasn't his first taste of this experience, the Seven Pillars. He was young, maybe my age. He looked like an educated man turned vagabond/boundless traveler. HIS eyes, his eyes had a depth that were a microcosm of what I'd glimpsed in Ishara, Dot Ishara's unshielded glance when we first met. All lingering doubts vanished in my mind. "I know that place," O T muttered, his eyes fixated on the only feature in the vacant expanse, a road sign, in Chinese. Yikes. "I know that place." The image faded. Our meeting venue was intact. Whatever I felt transpire, I had shared with O. Tömörbaatar alone. "You have work to do," I stated as I cleared my throat. "I will leave you to it." I stood. "What do you wish for this gift?" O T reached out and touched my sleeve. "When the time comes, maybe you can help us," I replied. "A man who asks for nothing can expect anything," O T smiled for the first time. "Go." I did not take a fear-free breath until the cars started up and we pulled away. He'd let us live. Even with that priceless piece of magical insight, he'd let us live. "I'm still stunned we got out alive," I sighed. "I wasn't really sure he'd take the news as well as he did." No one said anything for a minute. "Why would he have killed us?" Delilah inquired. "You, I understand. I don't know what you communicated to that young lady, but the old guy wasn't happy about it. He was going to kill us over that?" Pause. "What did the rest of you see and hear?" I looked around the cabin. Pamela appeared worried. "I didn't know you spoke Chagatai," Miyako smiled at me. "You are full of surprise. I only caught a word, or two, and none of it made sense." "MRI," I groaned. "Magnetoencephalography," Pamela said in the same breath. "Mine is better, Boyo." "What is going on?" Rachel upped her alertness level. "We need to take Cáel to a hospital that has a Magnetoencephalography device," Pamela insisted. "He's spontaneously speaking languages he didn't know moments earlier, " Maddox put things together first. The rest nodded at her assessment. "We'll need to have his records from Havenstone sent over as a baseline." Poor Virginia, the absurdity of my life was sucking her in. "I'll call Katrina," Rachel informed us. I was a mental case once more. At least my input was still being solicited. "How many guns do you have on you?" Pamela zinged me. The answer was obvious, two. My Glock and my back-up. That didn't seem right. "Ah, two?" I responded. "Yeah, something is happening to your muscle memory as well," Pamela shook her head. "What exactly does that mean, and what's wrong with Cáel's brain?" Delilah studied the group. "It means he could spontaneously pull out his gun and start shooting us?" Pamela confessed her uncertainty. "I don't know. We'd better figure out which impulses are his guiding light right now before that happens." "I don't even know how to begin reporting this," Maddox muttered. "Cheer up. Our Cáel is still currently in charge. Did you appreciate how he lured in that young Mongolian girl? That's classic Cáel," Pamela comforted the crowd. I was saved from a straightjacket because I was a 'Playa'. (Meadowlands Medical Center in far off New Jersey) I'm not political. For me, that means I am completely and utterly dedicated to whatever doctrine that the cutest political campaigner in front of me endorses. Fifteen minutes on the internet and you can fake it like a pro. Be careful to be with the winning team when the results come in. Nothing makes a political chick go wild like sneaking into the candidate's office and screwing her on the newly elected/re-elected figure's desk. Let her scream out her idol's name. Odds are neither of you will be welcomed back afterwards anyway. Why politics now? Javiera called some people. I had a sneaking suspicion that someone I knew and trusted got in touch with my 'Aunts' as well. All I knew for sure was the Hospital's Administrator's phone began ringing off the hook and I'd become the hospital's number one priority. The hospital staff was visibly irritated with the clout raining down on their heads for about an hour. Once they digested my Havenstone records, all of that changed. Holy 'Published in The New England Journal of Medicine', someone had drilled a micro-surgical hole in my skull in the middle of a wrestling match with no resulting cerebral scarring. THEN this unknown device shot into my skull with pinpoint accuracy and pumped a ghastly amount of energy into my cerebrum. They were fascinated. They were so fascinated I heard two medical technicians mutter about where the Zombie Survival Guide could be found. They triple checked my vital signs, again. I was still as much alive as when I checked myself in. There was a rumor that a fire ax disappeared from a stairwell close by, but not one confessed to the deed. I was speaking in languages I had no reason to know? They were surprised I could contain my mouth drool. It was somewhat disheartening to hear three seasoned physicians discuss what probable scenarios could explain me still being in a non-vegetative state,  or alive for that matter. Some poor nurse had to ask. "Do you feel an unnatural, interest in human brains?" she whispered when she though no one was close by. "I'm not sure what you mean," I whispered back. "I always respect a woman's intelligence. Sex is a cerebral passion. What's the point if you can't communicate with your partner?" Pamela slapped me upside my head. That disturbed just about everybody else in the vicinity and my mentor was promptly exiled from the room. I was curious about what havoc she was perpetrating on this establishment. My condition had gotten her past all the heavy security and I knew without seeing that someone high ranking had misplaced their ID badge. Maybe Pamela was the love-child of Batman and Cat woman. Before you think that's comic fanboy talk, recall what my life was like at that moment. Tests ensued. The staff decided that Havenstone employed a bunch of quacks and snake charmers. Two hours later, they found out they were wrong. Larger battery of tests, same results. I was the second coming of Christ, back from the dead, or a zombie living in a convincing state of denial. Some folks wouldn't let that go. Pamela had proved to be prophetic. Her pet gizmo finally provided a new picture of what my neural pathways were up to. If there is any doubt, 'I've never seen that before' is not what you want to hear one of North America's experts in the field of neuroscience say. The first educated opinion was that I suffered from chronic traumatic encephalopathy, that meant I was hit in the head a lot. Normally that diagnosis comes in the midst of an autopsy. I was having paralytic seizures. They had me juggle a squeeze-ball, then two and finally three. My perfect performance frustrated them. Women find relatively simple carnival tricks to be seductive. Pluck a card from a girl's bra gets you both to some dark corner, hungrily looking for the rest of the deck, I speak from experience. Next up at bat: 'I was possessed', I shit you not. Holistic medicine was right on board with the team. Was I influenced by a supernatural power? Yes I was. So claimed the majority of people on Earth. Did I receive specific instructions? Yes, and so did practitioners of Voodoo/Vodun on three continents. I added that I attempted to evade said instructions when I could. Did I have 'evil' impulses to hurt myself, or others? Huh? For starters, my matron goddess was more of a 'fucker' than a 'fighter' and her instructions were always suitably vague, the same way a Philosophy professor would give you a ten word pointless sentence on Friday and expect you to have a 250 page doctrine on Monday morning. That hit home. Too many normally smart people take a philosophy class in college hoping for an easy-A. Some teachers love dissolving those delusion, sitting back and watching your hopes and dreams of task-free weekends go down the drain. The more obscure the discipline, the more perverse the desire. That is why you always pick a teacher of the opposite gender (if in doubt, use a gay/lesbian test) and keep 'sex for grades' on the menu. Was I suffering from optical illusions, or phantom noises? Straight to the point, yes, I saw and talked with ghosts. So did the Long Island Medium, the casts of Ghost Hunters, Paranormal Witness plus George Anderson and Chip Coffey. To my credit, I didn't do it for profit, or in order to influence people. Was I seeing ghosts now? I was in hospital, so odds weren't bad. I had every non-ghost raise their left hand. No ghosts. Was my paranormal dementia pre- or post-brain trauma? Did seeing a college student being called before his class and successfully accused of plagiarism on his senior thesis, turning him into one of the Restless Dead count? No? My 'disputed' abilities were all post-college employment, thank you very much. Did the ghosts possess me/tell me to do things? I was not possessed and, discounting sexual bondage and my current work venue, had never been possessed. From my limited exposure, ghosts wanted to not be alone in the afterlife, to be guided to a final resting place with others of their kind/family/friends. None had taught me languages, asked me to steal something, or kill anyone. Had any done so, I would have denied them. Such actions were immoral and I could still freely differentiate between right and wrong. I preferred to commit wrong on my own initiative and making me do good was a chore most sane people abandoned after a few days. I took a Rorschach test. The results were predictable because I had taken old 'R' several times before. Just like every other time, I'd mixed up sexual innuendo with a psychological test to seduce the test-giver,  everything reminded me of intercourse. I changed it up with this girl. I gave her numbers. Sometime after I was long gone, they were going to figure out the ink blots were numbered after whichever erotic positions from the Kama Sutra I was reminded of at the time. I knew that wasn't being helpful and I was certain I wasn't a brain specialist. I also knew Rorschach wasn't the key to solving my woes. Final remaining hypothesis, I was utilizing 30 % of my brain capacity with three independent patterns emerging, not the usual 5 %. For that to work, my brain had to be oozing out my ears because brains generate a terrific amount of heat. My temperature was a steady 37.3 C (99 F) and my ear channels were free of obstruction. Hey man, cleaning your ears is quick and easy. Don't risk turning off a date with misfortunately located ear-hair and wax. How was my brain shedding the heat? Their solution, let's do a Spinal Tap. No way. I'd seen that band and they were all extremely fucked up, even for old guys. I wasn't going down that road. They insisted. I suggested that I consent to the procedure with the condition that I received no pain killers/sedatives of any kind and I got to grab and hold onto the testicles of my two, current, least favorite doctors. When they realized I was deadly serious and immovable on the issue, they came up with a new plan, no Spinal Tap. Gutless sissies. Into this vacuum of information, a brainstorm emerged (besides my inexplicable one). They would talk to me, no more interrogations, an actual verbal exchange. They couldn't come over and start flapping their gums like some punk rock band with no talent. They were suddenly worried about 'concerning' me and 'agitating my unstable state'. I pray to Goddess Ishara that one day soon they play back the tapes of their early hours working on me and pay close attention to my facial expressions of shock, horror, fear and depression as they clearly and openly talked about me as if I was the Fiji Mermaid. But hey, a few of them were kinda cute, so in the final analysis all that emotional trauma worked its way out. Hospital highlights: (Understand, I was lying on a table while various specialists prodded and talked about me as if I wasn't there. To strike back at reality, I throbbed my penis every time this cute Parasitologist looked at it. Finally ) Female Chief of Neurosurgery: "Did anyone think to study changes in is body's nervous system?" (Guilty looks all around) Neuro Surgeon: "What are all these needle marks?" Havenstone Medico, "Those are muscle stimuli insertion sites. They kept his musculature from atrophying while he was in a coma." Neuro Surgeon: "Let me get this straight. This man had a lightning bolt go off in his head and part of your healthcare regimen was to run a constant current of electricity throughout the rest of his body." (Scathing looks at the Medico from everyone else, jackals) HM: "He has retained excellent muscle tone." Neuro Surgeon: "Have you even taken the Hippocratic Oath?" HM: (offended) "Of course not, he's Greek." Neuro Surgeon: "What does my patient being Greek have to do with anything?" HM: "Not him (pointing at me). Hippocrates, he was a Greek. Cáel is Magyar/Irish Gaelic." Neuro Surgeon: "Helpful, that's not. He seems to have a great deal of bruises and scarring, some of it certainly received over an extensive period of time. Is this your work?" HM: (in a positive note) "No. It has not been my pleasure to spar with Cáel yet." Neuro Surgeon: "Isn't he a bit, big for you?" &

Mandy was EPA Chief of Staff, working in both the Senate and related international environmental work. She became the architect and point person on the Paris Accord withdrawal that President Trump announced in the summer of 2017. She reflects upon the "Obama Climate Cabal", which is when Obama sold out America, the U.S. economy and workers, giving China and India a 'free pass'. Mandy developed many Democrat-Obama enemies when following Trump's orders in getting out of the failed Paris Climate Accord. Her new-found enemies in the deep state perpetrated a nasty prank. She became another victim of the Obama/Democrat vitriol at a climate conference in Bonn, Germany..Trump asked Mandy to come up with a better climate deal for America at the conference. With over 120 delegates in Bonn in attendance, "everything that could go wrong went wrong." Booking arrangements that were made placed her and another staff person 45 minutes away, in the wrong direction in a German sex hotel! She claims this was not an innocent mistake. This was clearly a deep state form of harassment. This vial stunt was set up by the Consulate in Germany. It was an intentional act by people angry with Mandy in fulfilling Trump's mission.When Mandy worked at the EPA for Donald Trump, she reports that Donald Trump was clear. The direction of the EPA under his watch was to clean of the air, water, address legacy pollution in the soils and to make our economy run more efficiently. She reports that under Trump the EPA went 'gangbusters' to better the environment and still roll back unnecessary regulations.About the Book:From a State Department-arranged German sex hotel to costly, unsubstantiated investigations brought on by anonymous sources, Y'all Fired shows readers the unfortunate reality of a young woman's fight to institute America First reforms and what the permanent government of DC will do to resist it. Buckle up, because this gets personal.Y'all Fired: A Southern Belle's Guide to Restoring Federalism and Draining the Swamp provides an insider account of an outsider's service in the Trump Administration. It brings to life first-hand experiences of deep state bullying and the frustrating reality of having few tools to effectively push back.Y'all Fired cuts through the politics and provides a substantive assessment of how we got here by explaining the enduring institutional challenges to reform, including passage of the Sixteenth Amendment that forever changed the relationship between the federal government and the states, and the broken promises of FDR's New Deal.Get Mandy's Book: "Y'all Fired: A Southern Belle's Guide to Restoring Federalism and Draining the Swamp" Mandy's Book “Y'all Fired” Describes Needed Reforms to Quash Deep Stateon the GrassRoots TruthCast with Gene ValentinoORIGINAL MEDIA SOURCE(S):‣ O➡️ Join the Conversation: https://GeneValentino.com➡️ WMXI Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/NewsRadio981➡️ More WMXI Interviews: https://genevalentino.com/wmxi-interviews/➡️ More GrassRoots TruthCast Episodes: https://genevalentino.com/grassroots-truthcast-with-gene-valentino/➡️ More Broadcasts with Gene as the Guest: https://genevalentino.com/america-beyond-the-noise/ ➡️ More About Gene Valentino: https://genevalentino.com/about-gene-valentino/

The sudden ascent of Mohammed bin Salman from an obscure royal heir to the Crown Prince of Saudi Arabia — the country's de facto ruler — has fascinated Jonathan Rugman, an author and longtime correspondent in the Middle East. Jonathan's latest BBC documentary, “The Kingdom,” traces MBS's life from an unruly youth to a series of Machiavellian maneuvers to cut ahead of cousins and uncles in the line of royal succession. Jonathan's reporting illuminates a brash but secretive young autocrat whose wealth and power have few equals anywhere on the planet. After years of high-profile murder, jailings, and crackdowns, a formidable question remains: What more does MBS want? Jonathan Rugman is a Visiting Lecturer in the journalism department at City, University of London, who has reported from some 50 countries during his 30-year journalism career. He is the author of “Ataturk's Children – Turkey and the Kurds” and “The Killing in the Consulate,” in which he investigated the murder of the Saudi journalist Jamal Khashoggi. His numerous awards include a BAFTA for his coverage of the Paris terror attacks of 2015.

Going for your visa interview at the U.S. Embassy or Consulate can be nerve-racking for many people, but don't be anxious! Although every experience is slightly different, knowing what to expect is incredibly helpful in managing those feelings.  We have serviced over 150 nationalities and will assist you or your company with your immigration needs.

Navigating the immigrant visa process can be daunting, but we're here to help! Partner and Attorney Diya A. Mathews and Client Services Manager Arianna Gonzalez, MBA covered the following: • Key documents you need to bring • Common questions asked during the IV interview • Tips for a successful IV interview experience • How to address potential red flags • What to expect on the day of the interview • Next steps after the interview This webinar is perfect for anyone applying for an immigrant visa, individuals assisting family members with their consular interview, and immigration professionals looking for deeper insights into consular processes. Listen in to know more!

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One of our favorite sumo tournaments throughout the year is the Consulate's Cup in Dripping Springs, just outside of Austin, Tx. This tournament is organized by Justin Kizzart, who is also the founder of Austin's own Dark Circle Sumo. If it weren't for Justin, we may not be as obsessed with sumo as we are now! In this episode, we talk to him about his amazing tournament, his powerful sumo club, his skankin' past, and the future of Texas sumo. Click here to find the Consulate's Cup livestream: https://www.youtube.com/@DarkCircleSumo Visit Dark Circle Sumo on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/darkcircle_sumo/ Grab some sweet sumo merch: https://www.redbubble.com/people/SumoPunx/ or https://www.teepublic.com/user/sumo-punx  Or toss some coin into our tip bucket: https://ko-fi.com/sumopunx Find Sumo Punx podcast episodes… Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/0TZO9Bszi3voDkVwO9jhDf?si=a691ab22d5ed49b2 Apple Podcasts: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/sumo-punx/id1615858347 Google Podcasts: https://podcasts.google.com/feed/aHR0cHM6Ly9hbmNob3IuZm0vcy84MjIxNzQyNC9wb2RjYXN0L3Jzcw YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@sumopunx Come say hello… Discord: https://discord.gg/78rAG84S Twitter: https://twitter.com/PunxSumo Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/sumopunx/ Facebook: https://m.facebook.com/SumoPunx/ Email us at sumopunx@gmail.com --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/sumo-punx/support

In this episode, NPZ Law Group's Business Immigration Lawyer, David Nachman, Esq., answers a listener's question about H-1B nonimmigrant specialty occupation visa stamping at the U.S. Consulate in Mumbai. Learn why an H1B approval doesn't always guarantee that US Consulate Office will provide a visa stamp, the key US Immigration Law agencies involved in the H-1B process, and how to prepare for your consular interview.

Veteran foreign correspondent Jonathan Rugman is the author of The Killing in the Consulate about the murder of Saudi journalist Jamal Khashoggi. More recently he has produced a fascinating two-part documentary about MBS and his rise to power. You can find it on BBC Iplayer here: https://www.bbc.co.uk/iplayer/episode/m001zprq/the-kingdom-the-worlds-most-powerful-prince-series-1-1-game-of-thrones and you can find Jonathan's enlightening article about MBS here https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/articles/c4gz8934wrroJonathan is on Twitter at https://x.com/jrug Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

In 1986, a bomb went off outside the Turkish Consulate in South Yarra, Melbourne. John and Paul take a look at this bizarre and contentious event. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Most observers of China's relations with the world maintain that China's foreign policy started becoming more assertive beginning in the 2010s. The label “wolf warrior diplomacy” was coined by Western media to describe the aggressive language used by Chinese diplomats. The term “wolf warrior” comes from the title of the Chinese action film Wolf Warrior 2 and describes a more combative approach used by many Chinese diplomats, especially in social media and in interviews.Explanations for China's increased diplomatic assertiveness vary, ranging from rising military and economic might to the personal leadership style of General Secretary Xi Jinping. A recently published book titled “China's Rising Foreign Ministry,” investigates the role of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in shaping and implementing Chinese foreign policy. In the words of a Southeast Asian diplomat who was interviewed by the book's author, “China has a bigger international influence in the last five years—and it is the PRC foreign ministry that is pushing and driving it" (114).Host Bonnie Glaser is joined by the book's author Dylan Loh Ming Hui, Assistant Professor of Public Policy and Global Affairs at Nanyang Technological University in Singapore. His research focuses on Chinese foreign policy, Southeast Asian regionalism, and Asian conceptions of the international order.  Timestamps[01:57] What questions was the book seeking to address? [04:29] What do observers get wrong about China's foreign ministry? [08:22] China's Ministry of Foreign Affairs and Policy Formulation[13:30] Characteristics of Chinese Diplomacy in Southeast Asia[16:50] Relationship Between the Chinese MFA and PLA [20:10] The Role of the International Liaison Department[22:22] Interview Example from Dylan's Publication[25:04] Policy Implications and Lessons to be Learned[28:43] Changes Since the Publication of the Book[32:15] Predictions for the Future of the China MFA

On February 8th, 2018, Khadijah Britton (Round Valley Tribe) was forced into a car at gunpoint by her ex-boyfriend, Negie Fallis, on the Covelo Reservation in California. In this week's episode, former police officer Trent James, who worked Khadijah's case, explains what led up to her disappearance and what he believes happened to Khadijah after her kidnapping. Anyone with information regarding Khadijah's case is asked to contact the Mendocino County Sheriff's Office at (707)234-2100 or the FBI San Francisco Division at (415) 553-7400. Tips can be anonymous. You may also contact your local FBI office, the nearest American Embassy or Consulate, or submit tips online at tips.fbi.gov. You can follow Floodlights on Instagram @floodlightspod. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

The Commonwealth Club World Affairs of California and The Consulate of Colombia in San Francisco are pleased to invite you to the inauguration of the photographic exhibition Foto-Diásporas, a traveling exhibition making its debut in San Francisco. The exhibition is a research and creative project about Colombians' forced cross-border migration. Through the eyes and voices of 15 Colombian men and women, Foto-Diásporas uses the power of participatory photography to make visible the experiences of forcibly displaced Colombians living in the United States and their demands for recognition and reparation. This exhibition pays tribute to the victims from the past armed conflict and honoring their resilience, courage and hope. In our panel discussion, victims of forced migration will share their story. Program speaker Sonia Marina Pereira Portilla is the general consul of the Consulate of Colombia in San Francisco. The event includes Colombian food and refreshments, and music will be presented by Afro-Colombian group, Marimba del Litoral – Música del Pacifico. The event will be hosted by Ambassador Sonia Marina Pereira Portilla, consul general of Colombia, alongside Saday Osorio Córdoba, the Consulate's social advisor, human rights advocate, and director/founder of the Nativa Foundation. MLF ORGANIZER: Robert Melton   An Arts Member-led Forum program. Forums at the Club are organized and run by volunteer programmers who are members of The Commonwealth Club, and they cover a diverse range of topics. Learn more about our Forums. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

//The Wire//1300Z July 19, 2024////PRIORITY////BLUF: MAJOR CROWDSTRIKE CYBER ISSUE STRIKES ALMOST ALL MICROSOFT WINDOWS ENTERPRISE SYSTEMS GLOBALLY. HOUTHI DRONE STRIKES TEL AVIV.// -----BEGIN TEARLINE------International Events-Middle East: Last night a Houthi drone successfully struck Tel Aviv. One long-range drone successfully evaded all Israeli and American defenses in the region to strike Tel Aviv for the first time. PM Netanyahu has reportedly canceled (or more likely delayed) his upcoming trip to the United States as a result of this incident.-HomeFront-USA: This morning, almost all Windows Enterprise-based networks were brought down via an inadvertent software update from CrowdStrike. The CrowdStrike CEO has stated that this incident was not a cyberattack. The impacts of this incident have been widespread. Many airlines have grounded flights. Banks are reporting issues, many businesses can't process payments, 911 call centers have been reported to be down, media organizations, radio stations, medical facilities, telecoms networks have all reported being affected by the outage in some way. No timeline for recovery has been provided yet, as engineers are still working on solutions.-----END TEARLINE-----Analyst Comments: The drone attack in Tel Aviv, while significant in its own right, could also have had more wide-ranging effects. The drone impacted what appeared to be a random target just a few hundred meters from the U.S. Consulate in Tel Aviv. While it's likely that the guidance systems onboard Houthi munitions are not precise enough to impact on a point target from thousands of miles away and therefore was probably not deliberately targeting the United States, the potential for more direct (but somewhat accidental) U.S. involvement in this conflict remains.Regarding today's massive IT outage, this incident is looking to be one of the largest IT disasters in history. As such, this is another reminder of how a company most people have never heard of can push a random update in the middle of the night, and crash most IT systems around the world.Analyst: S2A1//END REPORT//

Laura, Bill, Kristin and Kathryn break down three rapes committed by Walter Jackson. On June 5 1996, just days after Lollie Winans and Julie Williams were sexually assaulted and murdered, Jackson abducted and raped another woman at knifepoint. He was arrested by a proactive detective. However, a prosecutor declined to pursue charges. Days later he raped again. This is unfathomable as are the extraordinary circumstances of Darrel Rice's death, the FBI's prime suspect for Lollie and Julie's murders for many years. Join the conversation and the Crime Analyst Squad for extra videos relating to these updates and attend the August 14 Ringleaders Happy Hour where Kathryn will join Laura to dive deeper into the case www.patreon.con/CrimeAnalyst If you have any information concerning this case, please contact the FBI's Toll-Free tipline at 1-800-CALL-FBI (1-800-225-5324). You may also contact your local FBI office, the nearest American Embassy or Consulate, or you can submit a tip online at tips.fbi.gov. Field Office: Richmond #LollieWinans #JulieWilliams #TheShenandoahMurders #WalterJackson #DarrellRice #CrimeAnalyst #Expert #Analysis #TrueCrime #Podcast #Crime #TrueCrimePodcast   Clips https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sAZ6_C5jV6o   Sources Kathryn's Book: https://www.amazon.com/Trailed-Womans-Quest-Shenandoah-Murders/dp/1616209097 https://www.fbi.gov/contact-us/field-offices/richmond/news/fbi-richmond-identifies-suspect-in-1996-shenandoah-national-park-double-murder https://www.sakitta.org/     Thank you to the wonderful Crime Analyst Sponsor: Sign up for a one-dollar-per-month trial period at www.shopify.com/crimeanalyst   JOIN the Crime Analyst Squad: www.patreon.com/CrimeAnalyst   REGISTER For Laura's Masterclasses Starting with a Free Webinar on Criminal Behavioural Analysis on September 26 2024: https://shoutout.wix.com/so/0fOy_yFBC?languageTag=en   More Training Info: www.dashriskchecklist.com www.thelaurarichards.com   YouTube, Socials and Website YouTube @crimeanalyst Instagram @crimeanalyst @laurarichards999 Twitter @thecrimeanalyst @laurarichards99 TikTok @crimeanalystpod Website www.crime-analyst.com Leave a Review https://www.crime-analyst.com/reviews/new/ Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Walter ‘Leo' Jackson attacked two women after murdering Lollie and Julie and another woman in 2011. How many other women did he attack? Why weren't these offences linked earlier? Laura and Kathryn discuss this and Laura shares how many serial sex offenders and serial violent offenders have been identified via the Sexual Assault Kit Initiative (SAKI) and cold case reviews. It's mind-blowing. And there have been other shocking developments in the case. Listen and then join the conversation on social media and in the Crime Analyst Squad. Kathryn will join Laura for a Ringleaders Happy on August 14 2024 to dive deeper into the case www.patreon.con/CrimeAnalyst If you have any information concerning this case, please contact the FBI's Toll-Free tipline at 1-800-CALL-FBI (1-800-225-5324). You may also contact your local FBI office, the nearest American Embassy or Consulate, or you can submit a tip online at tips.fbi.gov. Field Office: Richmond #LollieWinans #JulieWilliams #Trailed #KathyrnMiles #TheShenandoahMurders #Virginia #FBI #DNA #SAKI #CrimeAnalyst #Expert #Analysis #TrueCrime #Podcast #Crime   Clips https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sAZ6_C5jV6o   Sources Kathryn's Book: https://www.amazon.com/Trailed-Womans-Quest-Shenandoah-Murders/dp/1616209097 https://www.fbi.gov/contact-us/field-offices/richmond/news/fbi-richmond-identifies-suspect-in-1996-shenandoah-national-park-double-murder https://www.sakitta.org/   Thank you to the wonderful Crime Analyst Sponsor: Lumi Microdose Gummies: Get 30% off your first order, plus free shipping today at Microdose.com, promo code CRIMEANALYST. It's available nationwide.   JOIN the Crime Analyst Squad: www.patreon.com/CrimeAnalyst   REGISTER For Laura's Masterclasses Starting with a Free Webinar on Criminal Behavioural Analysis on September 26 2024: https://shoutout.wix.com/so/0fOy_yFBC?languageTag=en   More Training Info: www.dashriskchecklist.com www.thelaurarichards.com   YouTube, Socials and Website YouTube @crimeanalyst Instagram @crimeanalyst @laurarichards999 Twitter @thecrimeanalyst @laurarichards99 TikTok @crimeanalystpod Website www.crime-analyst.com Leave a Review https://www.crime-analyst.com/reviews/new/ Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

What does the news the case has been solved mean for Darrell Rice, the suspect the FBI arrested and charged and then dropped the charges against? Laura and Kathryn discuss this along with other potentially linked offences including Alicia Showalter Reynolds murder and ‘The Anne's' who were approached by two men on the trail on June 1 1996 who knew about the double murders at a time when it was only known to the rangers and some FBI agent. Is it possible that Walter “Leo” Jackson Senior was working with another man? Listen and then join the conversation on social media and in the Crime Analyst Squad. Kathryn will join Laura for a Ringleaders Happy on August 14 2024 to dive deeper into the case. Bring your questions and thoughts and come along www.patreon.con/CrimeAnalyst If you have any information concerning this case, please contact the FBI's Toll-Free tipline at 1-800-CALL-FBI (1-800-225-5324). You may also contact your local FBI office, the nearest American Embassy or Consulate, or you can submit a tip online at tips.fbi.gov. Field Office: Richmond #LollieWinans #JulieWilliams #Trailed #KathyrnMiles #TheShenandoahMurders #Virginia #FBI #DNA #SAKI #CrimeAnalyst #Expert #Analysis #TrueCrime #Podcast #Crime   Clips https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wg6_x_G73ug   Sources Kathryn's Book: https://www.amazon.com/Trailed-Womans-Quest-Shenandoah-Murders/dp/1616209097 https://www.fbi.gov/contact-us/field-offices/richmond/news/fbi-richmond-identifies-suspect-in-1996-shenandoah-national-park-double-murder   Thank you to the wonderful Crime Analyst Sponsors: Thrive Causemetics: Right now, you can get an exclusive 10% off your first order at thrivecausemetics.com/CRIMEANALYST Lumen: Go to lumen.me/CRIMEANALYST to get 15% off your Lumen order.   JOIN the Crime Analyst Squad: www.patreon.com/CrimeAnalyst   REGISTER For Laura's 2024 Masterclasses: https://shoutout.wix.com/so/0fOy_yFBC?languageTag=en   More Training Info: www.dashriskchecklist.com www.thelaurarichards.com   YouTube, Socials and Website YouTube @crimeanalyst Instagram @crimeanalyst @laurarichards999 Twitter @thecrimeanalyst @laurarichards99 TikTok @crimeanalystpod Website www.crime-analyst.com Leave a Review https://www.crime-analyst.com/reviews/new/ Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

In June of 1996 two women, Julie Williams and Lollie Winans, were found brutally murdered in Shenandoah National Park. Their murderer (or murderers) were never found and the case has remained unsolved, until now. On June 20, 2024 the FBI announced that the assailant has been identified as Walter Leo Jackson Sr. Today we sit down for the second time, with Kathryn Miles, author and investigative journalist who has dedicated years of her life researching this case and uncovering faults in the investigation. While the FBI has closed the case, she unveils in this interview that there are a lot more questions that need to be answered, including the possibility of more victims. This case might be labeled as closed, but in reality, this new information has just opened up a whole new investigation. If you have any information concerning this case, please contact the FBI's Toll-Free tip line at 1-800-CALL-FBI (1-800-225-5324). You may also contact your local FBI office, the nearest American Embassy or Consulate, or you can submit a tip online at  Electronic Tip Form | FBI   We love our National Parks and we know you do too but when you're out there, remember to enjoy the view but watch your back. Please take a moment to rate and subscribe from wherever you're listening to NPAD! Become part of our Outsider family on Patreon  or Apple Subscriptions to gain access to ad-free episodes, bonus content, and more. Follow our socials Instagram, Facebook, and Twitter. To share a Trail Tale, suggest a story, access merch, and browse our book recommendations - head over to our website. Thank you so much to our partners, check them out! BetterHelp: National Park After Dark is sponsored by BetterHelp. Get 10% off. Smalls: For 50% off your first order, head to Smalls.com/NPAD and use code NPAD. Cremo Bodwash: You can find all the new, decadent scents of Cremo Women's Body Wash at Walgreens, CVS, or CremoCompany.com Naked Wines: To get Naked Wines' 6 bottle for $39.99 offer, head to NakedWines.com/NPAD and use code NPAD for both the code AND password. 

Alaska and Willam dive into the goss this week and talk coffee table styles, how Broadway people truly are freaks of nature, and Courtney's new short red wig. Plus an update from the book club, a spreadsheet in the DM's, and a mini dissection of the All Stars Season 9 cast announcement. Get your tickets to Race Chaser Live! “DO Tell MOM…” in Los Angeles on May 12th! Listen to Race Chaser Ad-Free on MOM Plus Follow us on IG at @racechaserpod and click the link in bio for a list of organizations you can donate to in support of Black Lives Matter Rainbow Spotlight: Heels by Mel 4Ever FOLLOW ALASKA https://twitter.com/Alaska5000 https://www.instagram.com/theonlyalaska5000 https://www.facebook.com/AlaskaThunder https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC9vnKqhNky1BcWqXbDs0NAQ FOLLOW WILLAM https://twitter.com/willam https://www.instagram.com/willam https://www.facebook.com/willam https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCrO9hj5VqGJufBlVJy-8D1g RACE CHASER IS A FOREVER DOG PODCAST Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

  On today's Coffee with Rich, we will be joined by Sarah Adams and Dave Benton. Sarah Adams and Dave Benton worked together at the Central Intelligence Agency (CIA). Their new book shares their personal, cold-case investigation into the attacks that occurred between September 11th and 12th, 2012, in Benghazi, Libya. Sarah Adams was an Intelligence Analyst and Targeter with the CIA. She also served as the Senior Advisor to the U.S. House of Representatives Select Committee on Benghazi. Currently, she leads Department of Defense (DoD) research and development efforts to discover, incubate, and deliver innovative data-driven, technology-enabled solutions to answer complex national security challenges. Dave Benton has over 25 years of experience serving in specialized teams and leadership roles in the military, law enforcement, protective security, and the U.S. Government's Intelligence Community. He was a member of the CIA's Global Response Staff (GRS) team that responded to the September 11th, 2012, terrorist attacks on the U.S. Consulate in Benghazi. His story was told in the book “13 Hours: The Inside Account of What Really Happened in Benghazi,” authored by Mitchell Zuckoff.   Pick Up Sarah & Dave's Book: https://a.co/d/8jwaGsE   Coffee with Rich Youtube Channel: https://www.youtube.com/user/rhodieusmc/videos   American Warrior Show: https://americanwarriorshow.com/index.html   SWAG: https://shop.americanwarriorsociety.com/ American Warrior Society please visit: https://americanwarriorsociety.com/

In our news wrap Thursday, the White House said it warned Iran not to use a suspected Israeli airstrike on its consulate in Syria as a 'pretext to escalate' tensions in the region, Ukraine's parliament passed a new mobilization law to boost its military ranks amid recent Russian advances and federal authorities in California charged Shohei Ohtani's former interpreter with bank fraud. PBS NewsHour is supported by - https://www.pbs.org/newshour/about/funders

There have been two major developments in the past few days. First, the IDF has announced it is withdrawing much of its ground force presence from Gaza, at the same time that Iran is threatening a direct military hit against Israel or Israeli assets globally. The Iranian threat is in response to the IDF operation that destroyed Iran's Consulate in Damascus one week ago. To help us understand whether we are at a truly new stage (or late stage) of the war, our guest today is NADAV EYAL, who returns to the podcast. He is a columnist for Yediot. Eyal has been covering Middle-Eastern and international politics for the last two decades for Israeli radio, print and television news.

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PREVIEW: #IRAN: #IRGC: Excerpt from a conversation with FDD Jonathan Schanzer re the tergeted killing of an IRGC top commander by smashing to twisted wreckage the steel and concrete made Iranian consulate, asking what did this and left adjoining buildings unscarred and intact?  More later. 1860 Damascus

PREVIEW: #IRAN: #IRGC: #DAMASCUS: Excerpt from a conversation with colleague Malcolm Hoenlein conference of Presidents of Major American Jewish Organization re the airstrike in Damascus that destroyed an Iranian consulate with 6-8 casualties, including a senior iRGC commander in secret talks with Hezbollah and possible Hamas, Houthis, Al Aqsa, and Ketaib Hezbollah about the attacks on Israel since October 7.  More later. 1860 Damascus