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Welcome back to our weekend Cabral HouseCall shows! This is where we answer our community's wellness, weight loss, and anti-aging questions to help people get back on track! Check out today's questions:    Bryan: Hi Dr. Cabral. Dunno if there's a limit to how many questions I can ask but I'll try not to be too much of a pest with the house calls. Almost every single morning I seem to wake up with tears and "crud" around my eyes. Often when I yawn in bed. Did a search online and dry eyes kept coming up as the culprit. Maybe you've answered this one before but do you agree? Is there anything I can do about it? I usually put Omega 3 drops in my eyes before bed and thought they would take care of any dry eyes in morning but I guess not. Appreciate any tips or natural remedies you think might help this problem. Thanks,                                                                                                                                                             Bryan: Hi Dr. C. About a year ago I did a Barium swallow test and was diagnosed with a slow gut and mild esophagus dysmotility. Took about 4+ hours for the barium I drank to pass into my stomach when for most people it takes like an hour or less. My gastroenterologist told me I had a "slow gut" and taking milk of magnesia before bed would help. Results have been just so-so. Wrote in before but want to let you know I do appreciate all your work and renaissance style approach to all things related to health and wellness. Best,                Katie: Please discuss your thoughts on Demodex mites. Especially possibly affecting eyes or skin? Ways to improve if necessary                                                                                                                                                                                 Bob: Hi Dr Cabral I been listening to you for a few years on and off and really have a learned a lot from through your podcasts. My question is regards to kids. I have a son that is turning 7 this month and I was wondering what tests and also basic supplements I should be giving him. I remember with adults you say there is a level 1, 2 ,3 of supplements all depending on how far you want to take it. Do you have recommendations for kids on maintaining their health and making sure they get what they need and how often and which tests to run annually. Thanks and appreciate all you do for us                Kay: Dear Dr. Cabral, I am an IHP student and really love your modules and teaching approach! I'm writing because I have been on a very low dose of testosterone cypionate (25 mg/mL) 30 cc's subcutaneous injection every 10 days for the last several years. I am 59 years of age and I have a petite frame and build. My physician prescribed it to help with bone density, muscle retention and libido. My question is- if I wish to no longer take testosterone, what kinds of supplements can you recommend to target those areas? I really prefer to not have exogenous hormones if at all possible. Thank you,       Thank you for tuning into today's Cabral HouseCall and be sure to check back tomorrow where we answer more of our community's questions!    - - - Show Notes and Resources: StephenCabral.com/3368 - - - Get a FREE Copy of Dr. Cabral's Book: The Rain Barrel Effect - - - Join the Community & Get Your Questions Answered: CabralSupportGroup.com - - - Dr. Cabral's Most Popular At-Home Lab Tests: > Complete Minerals & Metals Test (Test for mineral imbalances & heavy metal toxicity) - - - > Complete Candida, Metabolic & Vitamins Test (Test for 75 biomarkers including yeast & bacterial gut overgrowth, as well as vitamin levels) - - - > Complete Stress, Mood & Metabolism Test (Discover your complete thyroid, adrenal, hormone, vitamin D & insulin levels) - - - > Complete Food Sensitivity Test (Find out your hidden food sensitivities) - - - > Complete Omega-3 & Inflammation Test (Discover your levels of inflammation related to your omega-6 to omega-3 levels) - - - Get Your Question Answered On An Upcoming HouseCall: StephenCabral.com/askcabral - - - Would You Take 30 Seconds To Rate & Review The Cabral Concept? The best way to help me spread our mission of true natural health is to pass on the good word, and I read and appreciate every review!  

Take 10 with Tim – April 4, 20251.The talk all week has been about the Torpedo bat. It's funny that Franciso Lindor used it all last season and was a Top 3 finalist in MVP, and nobody said a thing. But, the Yankees hit nine home runs in a game, and the whole world goes crazy. Three of them were hit by the Judge, who doesn't use the bat.a.Is this something that could make a real difference or just a blip like the hockey handle was a few years ago?2.Overreacting to the first-week statistics. Can these players continue?a.Eugenio Suarez (AZ, ADP=161, Ranked=7) – 5 HR, 1 SB, 11 RBI, 5 runs, .238 BAb.Victor Scott (STL, 368.77, 38) – 1 HR, 4 SB, 5 RBI, 8 runs, .348 BAc.Wilyer Abreu (Bos, 316.33, 42) – 2 HR, 1 SB, 6 RBI, 5 runs, .500 BA in only 14 ABsd.Kyren Paris (LAA, 456.13, 78) – 1 HR, 3 SB, 3 RBI, 5 runs, .444 in 9 ABse.Jake Magnum (TB, Undrafted, 85) – 0 HR, 3 SB, 6 RBI, 5 runs, .533 BA in 15 ABs3.Overreacting to the first-week statistics on the downside. Should we be worried?a.Triston Casas (Bos, 116.19, 790) – 1 for 18, 9K/1BBi.Francisco Lindor (14.5, 785) – 2 for 20, 1 SB, 6K/0BBb.Carlos Correa (Min, 231.09, 783) – 2 for 25, 4K/1BBc.Rafael Devers (Bos, 34, 782) – 3 for 27, 16K/5BBd.Curtis Mead (TB, 476.70, 775) – 0 for 10, 3K/1BB after hitting .524 this springe.Dylan Crews (Was, 122.58, 773) – 0 for 18, 1 SB, 10K/1BB4.What three players or teams are you worried about that I might not have listed above?5.Jurickson Profar is suspended. Like…what? Is this still happening?a.Who gets his playing time in Atlanta? Bryan De La Cruz? He's 6% rostered in CBS6.The Athletics cut ties with fantasy darling Esteury Ruiz, and the Dodgers trade for him. Why do I think he gets a shot as a fifth-outfielder type of player? Any interest in NL-only or deeper mixed leagues?7.Dustin May pitched well earlier this week, but he got hit hard, and his velo is not what it was before his multiple surgeries. In 2023, his fastball averaged 97.3. On Monday, he averaged 95.4 MPH. It does appear he dropped his cutter and is now throwing he's sweeper a ton. Given its spin and movement, it's a devasting pitch.a.Dunno, what do you think? Is this someone you start with confidence?8.How about Casey Mize? He had a similar dominating outing as May and also, his stuff was not as hot as 2024. His fastball was down over a mile per hour. He did have crazy whiff rates on his pitches. His splitter, which has always been his best pitch, received a 71% whiff rate.a.Now, here's the rub, his opponent was the Mariners in Seattle. Same question with Mize, do you start him with confidence or maybe try to move him after his big start?9.What hitter are you targeting for this weekend's FAAB?10.What pitcher are you targeting for this weekend's FAAB?

Just two PLPs in completely limbo and sort of ambivalent about it. Connectz and Correctz are all about spotting the exotic and rare, from Ian Malcom Hot Guy Glasses to

Before we even begin, please know today is one of *those* episodes. Dunno if it's the moon or what we had for breakfast but this ep is giving stream-of-consciousness-haven't-seen-you-in-months vibes. First up, Revz had unwanted visitors and she's so tired of being good at “hosting” because, let's be honest, she's no Meghan. Then if you HAD to train for the Olympics, like HAD to, what sport would you volunteer for? Seems a fun dinner table convo right? Little did we know Gem would take this so very seriously. Then, Gem brings a motion sickness life-hack to the table, before Revz shares a story of being recognised in the worst possible scenario. But also, congratulations to Revz on her contraceptive upgrade. Applause all round for that.   #Not Spon: Mokomo Phone Case   Australian Idol on 7 / 7Plus - If you want more of us in your week, you can subscribe to MORE TIME FOR THIS for more eps and giveaways all month long: Apple — https://apple.co/wedonthavetimeforthis Spotify — https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/moretimeforthis - Sign Up To Bestie Bulletin Join our Facebook Group Watch Us On Youtube

Discover all of the podcasts in our network, search for specific episodes, get the Optimal Living Daily workbook, and learn more at: OLDPodcast.com. Episode 3056: J. Money explores whether saving $50 a day is realistic and how to make it painless. By identifying small spending leaks, making simple swaps, and staying intentional with money, you can build a solid financial cushion without feeling deprived. These practical tips prove that smart saving is more about mindset than sacrifice. Read along with the original article(s) here: https://www.budgetsaresexy.com/save-50-day-and-feel-no-pain-hmmi-dunno/ Quotes to ponder: "Saving money isn't always about cutting out the fun, it's about being more intentional with where your dollars go." "When you track your spending, you start to notice patterns and little leaks where money slips away unnoticed." "Small changes, like brewing coffee at home or packing lunch, add up faster than you think." Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Discover all of the podcasts in our network, search for specific episodes, get the Optimal Living Daily workbook, and learn more at: OLDPodcast.com. Episode 3056: J. Money explores whether saving $50 a day is realistic and how to make it painless. By identifying small spending leaks, making simple swaps, and staying intentional with money, you can build a solid financial cushion without feeling deprived. These practical tips prove that smart saving is more about mindset than sacrifice. Read along with the original article(s) here: https://www.budgetsaresexy.com/save-50-day-and-feel-no-pain-hmmi-dunno/ Quotes to ponder: "Saving money isn't always about cutting out the fun, it's about being more intentional with where your dollars go." "When you track your spending, you start to notice patterns and little leaks where money slips away unnoticed." "Small changes, like brewing coffee at home or packing lunch, add up faster than you think." Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Discover all of the podcasts in our network, search for specific episodes, get the Optimal Living Daily workbook, and learn more at: OLDPodcast.com. Episode 3056: J. Money explores whether saving $50 a day is realistic and how to make it painless. By identifying small spending leaks, making simple swaps, and staying intentional with money, you can build a solid financial cushion without feeling deprived. These practical tips prove that smart saving is more about mindset than sacrifice. Read along with the original article(s) here: https://www.budgetsaresexy.com/save-50-day-and-feel-no-pain-hmmi-dunno/ Quotes to ponder: "Saving money isn't always about cutting out the fun, it's about being more intentional with where your dollars go." "When you track your spending, you start to notice patterns and little leaks where money slips away unnoticed." "Small changes, like brewing coffee at home or packing lunch, add up faster than you think." Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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Don't blame us, them's the rules.  You don't get to abstain.  It's just the rules.  Dang.  Almost through all of the songs in round 2.  What will go through?  Will your babies be spared, or do we, like Solomon, cut that mewling sucker right down the spine?  Dunno, listen and find out.  It's The Day Everything Became Nothing vs. Self Pity and Oh, Canaduh vs. The Jungle.  Get it.

Virgo's desired damsel gives a surprise ‘window-cam' private performance for him.By Millsy. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. We snogged on her doorstep again, and when she disappeared inside I ran home, straight back up to the loft, and trained the telescope on her bedroom window. Tonight she stood in front of the computer desk with the bedroom light on, facing the window, and unbuttoned her blouse, peeling it off her shoulders in one smooth shrug and allowing it to drop to the floor behind her. She was standing there in jeans and her straining white bra, and I unzipped my trousers and awkwardly pulled out my stiff and aching cock as she reached behind her to unclasp her bra.I saw her big tits full frontal then for the first time, and I watched rapt as her hands cupped them, thumbs stroking the still hard nipples in exactly the way that I had wanted to touch her just moments before as she closed her eyes and licked her lips. Did she know, I wondered, that I was watching her? Was this a show? Had she twigged that the second loft window, the one that I hadn't let her look through in the telescope gave me an unobstructed view of her window? Or was she just doing what she liked to do, touching herself up after she was turned on, whether by the strangers on the internet or by what we had done tonight, and had simply forgotten to close her blinds?Did it matter, I asked myself as my hard cock jerked again at the sight of her unbuttoning her jeans, unzipping them, easing them down past her hips, her panties inadvertently coming down her legs with them. The triangle of her pubic mound stared me in the face, then disappeared as she bent forward, eclipsed for several seconds by her hanging tits as she stepped out of her jeans. I swallowed as she stood again, now totally naked, and she threw her long black hair back over her head and put one foot up on the foot of the bed. I watched her hand slide between her legs and hug her crotch, watched it move up and down as she rubbed herself, watched her pinching her teats with her other hand as she closed her eyes and fantasized about fucking me. Did she know I was here with my cock in my hand, wanking slowly? Did she know that we were right at that moment doing exactly what she did with her internet lovers, that I could see her the through the telescope the way that she could see the webcam cocks that had gotten her off so often in the past?Then she turned and touched the keyboard of her PC, and the monitor sprang to life. She sat down still naked at the desk and typed away. My laptop burbled a warning of an incoming message."What are you doing,” called the screen."Thinking about you,” I replied."That's sweet,” She responded. "Are you busy tomorrow night?""Nothing planned,” I fired back."Come over at eight?""Love to. Can I ask you something?""Of course,” Rebecca replied."Can you send me a photo of you?"She lolled a reply, asking me if I'd forgotten what she looked like already, then I watched her browse through a folder before forwarding me a small 100k jpeg. When I opened it I saw a picture that she'd obviously taken with her mobile by simply holding it out in front of her and guessing. It was skewed and grainy, but the more I saw of her the better looking she seemed to be getting."I like that one,” I thanked her."I chose one of the better ones. I don't seem to be very photogenic, to be honest. Then she warned; “Now, no jerking off over it. I know what you boys are like."In a way I was shocked at the way she just blurted that out, but one thing I was learning about Rebecca was that she had a very mischievous sense of humor and wasn't afraid to use either innuendo or overt and frank sexual language."Well I'm completely flabbergasted at your tone,” I sent back. "As if I would do something like that? Bloody good idea, by the way. See you on the bus.""Good night,” Came back, then we both shut down our screens more or less simultaneously. I watched her for a while longer as she sat naked at her desk, exploring the drawer. After a moment out came a shocking pink colored tube that it took me a few seconds to recognize as a vibrator. She slipped it into her mouth and turned out the light.""No,” I silently screamed, denied the delicious sight of her spearing her pussy with that sex toy, then my cum sprayed all over the floor, catching me completely by surprise.I was late again for the bus, but this time when I boarded there was a youngster sitting next to her. I put my bag on a seat that a friend had kept for me, then I quickly moved back down the bus before the driver pulled away from the bus stop. I leaned over the third former sitting next to Rebecca and kissed her hard on the mouth for a full five seconds before winking and returning to my seat before the driver yelled at me again. I left her red faced, while some of the younger kids whooped and laughed. I did it purely because I didn't want her to think that I was keeping our relationship secret. I didn't care who knew I was seeing her, though I had no way of knowing at the time that this act would see me suspended from school in the lunch break."Morning,” I grinned at my mate Steve."What the fuck was that,” He asked. "You and Rebecca Lewis?""And why the fuck not,” I said, still grinning."What-the-fuckever, dude,” Steve shrugged. "Didn't think she was your type.""What is my type?""Dunno, just thought you went for more skinny girls than her. Girls more like your size. You usually do when we're out.""And where exactly has that gotten me in the last, oh, three years?""Hey, I'm not judging, man. If that's how it is then you go for it and don't listen to what anybody else says,” Steve went defensive.Mark, another friend, leaned across the aisle and said with a wink; "Ignore him, he's just jealous. As he should be. He hasn't snogged a girl since his great aunt Mildred on his twelfth birthday.""Fuck you,” Steve gave him the finger as the rest of us laughed.The incident that triggered the suspension happened in lunch break when another sixth former caught up with me while I was sat in the dining hall by myself minding my own business with a paperback. I knew the guy, he was lower sixth, fresh in, and a bit of an asshole. Bigger than me, as were most people near my age, and uglier. Which is saying something, believe me."Becky Lewis,” He asked."No, my name's Chris,” I deadpanned. "And it's none of your business.”"No need to be a twat. I'm doing you a favor.""Oh?""She's used. Been fucked before. I've had her,” He said, leaning in closer. "Just thought you should know.""So? What makes you think I give a shit,” I stood up, fists clenching at my sides. People were watching now, heads turned by the beginnings of a commotion. "It's still none of your fucking business, so piss off. Who's being the twat now? Just because you say you had her first you have to show off to everybody who she goes out with in the future? What a fucking loser you are. What did she do, dump you because you were crap between the sheets and now you're carrying a grudge? Grow the fuck up, you pathetic jackass,” I didn't realise my voice was getting louder, but I saw the punch coming a mile away when his right shoulder bulged. I stepped inside and head butted him full in the face. Fuck it hurt. But he was on the floor with blood streaming down his face from his nose while a chorus of 'Oh's sounded throughout the hall."Don't bother getting up,” I spat at him as I walked away. "I'll just put you back down again. Count yourself lucky I don't fucking piss on you."Needless to say I was in the head teacher's office before lessons began and my mother was picking me up in the car before two. "Don't worry about it,” she said after I'd explained everything. They won't keep you out for long. They know you are an easy four A-levels for their league table. You'll be back in on Monday,” And that was it. I expected a huge bawling out over ruining my chances of going to university, but all my father did was laugh himself silly at the big purple and yellow bruise growing on my forehead and making me look like one of Star Trek's Klingons.At eight I turned up on Rebecca's doorstep and she was furious."So what the hell happened in school today?""That jerk was dissing you, so I put him on the floor. No big deal,” I shrugged as I stood out in the drizzle. "Are you going to let me in or are we going out?""You got suspended over me? Jesus, you're even dumber than I thought you were,” She shook her head. "Get inside before I change my mind."She closed the door behind me and led me into the lounge. "So what the hell happened between you and Clive?""Clive? That's his name? He just came up to me and started bragging that he'd slept with you. Then when I gave him a bit of verbal back he took a swing at me, missed, and I Glasgow-kissed him on the nose with my head. No big deal.""It is a fucking big deal when you get yourself suspended. Jesus. Why the fuck didn't you just ignore him?""He didn't look like he wanted to be ignored. Honestly, I think he still fancies you and was trying to put me off by talking shit about you.""And?""Well, I'm here aren't I?"She shook her head in disbelief. "He never slept with me,” She explained, slumping down on the sofa. I sat opposite her in an armchair. "We just fucked once, that's all."That was a bit of a hammer to the balls, I must admit. Obviously you can't go through life thinking every girl you meet is going to be a virgin when she falls into your arms, but I had always thought that my first time would at least be with another virgin. "Look,” she carried on. "I hope you don't think that I've been mummy's little angel all my life, because I haven't. A couple of years ago I ended up getting mixed up in the wrong crowd with a friend who dragged me along because I had money for booze. We did a little drinking, got a little crazy, one thing led to another and before I knew it was all over and I was walking home crying all alone. It wasn't how I wanted my first time to be, it wasn't how any girl would want her first time to be, but sometimes shit happens.""There's no need to explain. It's not important.""Yes it is,” she interrupted."Not to me.""Well, it is to me. Look, I don't know how long we're going to last. We might not even make it through the next hour, but I don't want there to be any secrets, so that if some shithead like Clive starts telling tales you'll at least know the truth from the bull, ok?""Fair enough,” I accepted, and leaned forward to listen to her."About two years ago, after I'd moved up from lower band to upper band, I was losing all my friends and had no new ones to replace them. Nobody wanted to know me because all the clever girls assumed I was still thick. It's why I've put on weight - I stopped going out altogether and spent almost all my time studying and playing games on the web,” I almost asked her what sort of games, but didn't think that this was the right time for that. "I got lazy, and comfort ate. I'm working my way out of it, but it's not easy. There was one girl that I used to bother with when I visited my grandmother, and while my gran was looking after me overnight when my parents went away for the weekend I went to a small house party with this girl and some of her friends. There were about a dozen of us - five girls, seven or eight boys, and there was booze. Some of us got tipsy, some of us got drunk. Then my friend said it was time to play dice and would I play. When I asked her how to play, she told me."Each of us took a number - one to six for boys, and one to six for girls. Then there was a list of 'tasks' for the third roll of the dice. The first roll and second roll paired a girl up with a boy, and the third was for what they then did with each other. I said no at first, but when they started playing I ended up watching and after a while the drink sort of took over and I offered to be number five for the girls. The tasks weren't all that big a deal, except for the six. Handjobs, fingerfucks, blowjobs, all that kind of stuff. I gotta admit that I got pretty turned on watching these impromptu couples making out. Anyway, the dice rolled and sooner or later my number came up. Then the dice rolled again and Clive's number came up. And the bastard groaned. I always hated him for that, and that was when I weighed more than a stone less than I do now. On the third roll came the six, and that's when they all started chanting 'fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!'"Like I said, I was pretty blasted, and before I knew it I ended up on the floor with my skirt pulled up over my waist and Clive just did me. It's still all a blur in my mind. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't raped and I don't have nightmares about it. I went into that dice game with eyes wide open and fully aware of what the risks were and what might happen, but that's the first and the last time that I've done anything with a guy until you kissed me on Monday. The first time was painful, was over in thirty seconds, and I'm not making that up, and afterward I just got up and walked out, ashamed of myself. I haven't spoken to any of them since. It was one of the most hateful, disappointing ways to lose your virginity that you could possibly imagine, but what's done is done. You're the first person I've told and I'd appreciate it if you didn't spread it around, okay?" "I wouldn't do that. And I'm sorry. If I'd known the truth I'd have just laughed at the little prick instead of flattening him. He was trying to make himself out as some kind of stud,” Rebecca showed me a curled little finger that signified what she thought of Clive's manhood, and we both burst out laughing, Rebecca somewhat nervously with a moist look in her eyes."Look, I'm not going to lie to you,” I told her. "I don't know how long we're going to last, either but I do find you very attractive. The more I look at you the more I see that I find irresistibly alluring. I admit I'm a virgin. I had a chance to lose it when I was fifteen, but there's no point going there because that's just water under the bridge, a missed opportunity more than anything else, and I'm not looking to lose it any time soon, either. I'm just here to have fun, with you, doing whatever you want to do, and if we get physical further on down the line then so much the better. I'm not going to turn it down. Relax around me. I'm the no pressure cool dude. Ask anyone, okay?"She nodded. "Right then,” I said, changing the subject. "So what are we watching?"It was a Harry Potter film, and by the time it was halfway through I was sat on the sofa while she lay on me with her head on my lap, her feet dangling over the edge of the sofa. I played with her hair, caressed her ear with my fingers, but most of the time I wasn't watching the film - I'd seen the Prisoner of Azkaban before, and just watched her cleavage moving up and down as she breathed. I knew she was dieting, but I hoped she ended up keeping most of the flesh that I was struggling to keep my hands off. They were big and round and I'm sure she knew that I could barely take my eyes off them moving when she breathed. When the credits rolled she turned her head in my lap and gazed up into my eyes.I bent over and kissed her on the lips, feeling her melt into me as her arms folded around my neck. She was impatient, pushing her tongue into my mouth before I'd fully parted my lips. I put my right hand on her belly as she squirmed into a more comfortable position on my lap, and my fingertips were just a few inches up from sliding between her parted legs, where I had watched her own hand work just the night before, then she twisted off my lap and got to her feet. I looked up at her as she stood over me, then she hitched her black dress up to her knees and straddled me, her knees sliding down my flanks, her hot crotch pressing down against my hardening cock, just the thickness of her panties, my jeans and a pair of boxers separating our sex organs. Her head dipped to mine and we sucked on each other's tongues again, and I could feel the twin mounds of her breasts pressing down on me.I was unbelievably uncomfortable, my cock hard as a rock, trapped inside my jeans, crushed beneath her insistently pressing weight. "You have no idea what you are doing to me,” I breathed when we broke apart for air."I can feel it. Don't be shy,” She whispered in my ear as she nipped at it with her teeth. I wasn't sure what she meant, but I took a chance and slipped my hands inside her blouse, running my fingers up and down the bare skin of her back, from the base of her spine to the taut band of her bra strap. She moaned into my ear as my fingers glided softly over her spine, then her breath froze when I located the clasp and began to work at it inexpertly. The moment I managed to release the plastic clasp she began to gyrate her crotch against my bulging erection, and as the bra went slack and my hands skated along her flanks to the underside of her heavy tits she slid her tongue wetly inside my ear.I cupped her breasts in my hands, thumbs caressing the bullet like nipples in precisely the manner that I had watched her do it, and her lips and tongue quickly found mine and we hungrily began kissing while I fondled her tits. "Oh God, that feels so nice,” She breathed when we broke for air, and I felt the uncontrollable urge to take them in my mouth. I eased her blouse up over her tits and used my hands to guide one of them up to my lips. She gasped as I closed my mouth over the hard bud and began to suck, my other hand still thumbing over the nipple of her other breast. "Oh fuck,” She moaned, biting her lip as she leaned back, giving me more room to work. I switched breasts, biting down on the other nipple now and tweaking the soaking wet one that I had just been nibbling on with my thumb and forefinger. Her hands closed around my head, pulling me harder onto her tits, making me swallow more of her teats, my tongue circling around the nipple as I jammed more and more flesh into my mouth. I pulled away for breath and her face covered mine, her tongue doing the work in my mouth as my hands pushed her breasts together, the nipples nearly touching each other as I kneaded them.

Virgo's desired damsel gives a surprise ‘window-cam' private performance for him.By Millsy. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. We snogged on her doorstep again, and when she disappeared inside I ran home, straight back up to the loft, and trained the telescope on her bedroom window. Tonight she stood in front of the computer desk with the bedroom light on, facing the window, and unbuttoned her blouse, peeling it off her shoulders in one smooth shrug and allowing it to drop to the floor behind her. She was standing there in jeans and her straining white bra, and I unzipped my trousers and awkwardly pulled out my stiff and aching cock as she reached behind her to unclasp her bra.I saw her big tits full frontal then for the first time, and I watched rapt as her hands cupped them, thumbs stroking the still hard nipples in exactly the way that I had wanted to touch her just moments before as she closed her eyes and licked her lips. Did she know, I wondered, that I was watching her? Was this a show? Had she twigged that the second loft window, the one that I hadn't let her look through in the telescope gave me an unobstructed view of her window? Or was she just doing what she liked to do, touching herself up after she was turned on, whether by the strangers on the internet or by what we had done tonight, and had simply forgotten to close her blinds?Did it matter, I asked myself as my hard cock jerked again at the sight of her unbuttoning her jeans, unzipping them, easing them down past her hips, her panties inadvertently coming down her legs with them. The triangle of her pubic mound stared me in the face, then disappeared as she bent forward, eclipsed for several seconds by her hanging tits as she stepped out of her jeans. I swallowed as she stood again, now totally naked, and she threw her long black hair back over her head and put one foot up on the foot of the bed. I watched her hand slide between her legs and hug her crotch, watched it move up and down as she rubbed herself, watched her pinching her teats with her other hand as she closed her eyes and fantasized about fucking me. Did she know I was here with my cock in my hand, wanking slowly? Did she know that we were right at that moment doing exactly what she did with her internet lovers, that I could see her the through the telescope the way that she could see the webcam cocks that had gotten her off so often in the past?Then she turned and touched the keyboard of her PC, and the monitor sprang to life. She sat down still naked at the desk and typed away. My laptop burbled a warning of an incoming message."What are you doing,” called the screen."Thinking about you,” I replied."That's sweet,” She responded. "Are you busy tomorrow night?""Nothing planned,” I fired back."Come over at eight?""Love to. Can I ask you something?""Of course,” Rebecca replied."Can you send me a photo of you?"She lolled a reply, asking me if I'd forgotten what she looked like already, then I watched her browse through a folder before forwarding me a small 100k jpeg. When I opened it I saw a picture that she'd obviously taken with her mobile by simply holding it out in front of her and guessing. It was skewed and grainy, but the more I saw of her the better looking she seemed to be getting."I like that one,” I thanked her."I chose one of the better ones. I don't seem to be very photogenic, to be honest. Then she warned; “Now, no jerking off over it. I know what you boys are like."In a way I was shocked at the way she just blurted that out, but one thing I was learning about Rebecca was that she had a very mischievous sense of humor and wasn't afraid to use either innuendo or overt and frank sexual language."Well I'm completely flabbergasted at your tone,” I sent back. "As if I would do something like that? Bloody good idea, by the way. See you on the bus.""Good night,” Came back, then we both shut down our screens more or less simultaneously. I watched her for a while longer as she sat naked at her desk, exploring the drawer. After a moment out came a shocking pink colored tube that it took me a few seconds to recognize as a vibrator. She slipped it into her mouth and turned out the light.""No,” I silently screamed, denied the delicious sight of her spearing her pussy with that sex toy, then my cum sprayed all over the floor, catching me completely by surprise.I was late again for the bus, but this time when I boarded there was a youngster sitting next to her. I put my bag on a seat that a friend had kept for me, then I quickly moved back down the bus before the driver pulled away from the bus stop. I leaned over the third former sitting next to Rebecca and kissed her hard on the mouth for a full five seconds before winking and returning to my seat before the driver yelled at me again. I left her red faced, while some of the younger kids whooped and laughed. I did it purely because I didn't want her to think that I was keeping our relationship secret. I didn't care who knew I was seeing her, though I had no way of knowing at the time that this act would see me suspended from school in the lunch break."Morning,” I grinned at my mate Steve."What the fuck was that,” He asked. "You and Rebecca Lewis?""And why the fuck not,” I said, still grinning."What-the-fuckever, dude,” Steve shrugged. "Didn't think she was your type.""What is my type?""Dunno, just thought you went for more skinny girls than her. Girls more like your size. You usually do when we're out.""And where exactly has that gotten me in the last, oh, three years?""Hey, I'm not judging, man. If that's how it is then you go for it and don't listen to what anybody else says,” Steve went defensive.Mark, another friend, leaned across the aisle and said with a wink; "Ignore him, he's just jealous. As he should be. He hasn't snogged a girl since his great aunt Mildred on his twelfth birthday.""Fuck you,” Steve gave him the finger as the rest of us laughed.The incident that triggered the suspension happened in lunch break when another sixth former caught up with me while I was sat in the dining hall by myself minding my own business with a paperback. I knew the guy, he was lower sixth, fresh in, and a bit of an asshole. Bigger than me, as were most people near my age, and uglier. Which is saying something, believe me."Becky Lewis,” He asked."No, my name's Chris,” I deadpanned. "And it's none of your business.”"No need to be a twat. I'm doing you a favor.""Oh?""She's used. Been fucked before. I've had her,” He said, leaning in closer. "Just thought you should know.""So? What makes you think I give a shit,” I stood up, fists clenching at my sides. People were watching now, heads turned by the beginnings of a commotion. "It's still none of your fucking business, so piss off. Who's being the twat now? Just because you say you had her first you have to show off to everybody who she goes out with in the future? What a fucking loser you are. What did she do, dump you because you were crap between the sheets and now you're carrying a grudge? Grow the fuck up, you pathetic jackass,” I didn't realise my voice was getting louder, but I saw the punch coming a mile away when his right shoulder bulged. I stepped inside and head butted him full in the face. Fuck it hurt. But he was on the floor with blood streaming down his face from his nose while a chorus of 'Oh's sounded throughout the hall."Don't bother getting up,” I spat at him as I walked away. "I'll just put you back down again. Count yourself lucky I don't fucking piss on you."Needless to say I was in the head teacher's office before lessons began and my mother was picking me up in the car before two. "Don't worry about it,” she said after I'd explained everything. They won't keep you out for long. They know you are an easy four A-levels for their league table. You'll be back in on Monday,” And that was it. I expected a huge bawling out over ruining my chances of going to university, but all my father did was laugh himself silly at the big purple and yellow bruise growing on my forehead and making me look like one of Star Trek's Klingons.At eight I turned up on Rebecca's doorstep and she was furious."So what the hell happened in school today?""That jerk was dissing you, so I put him on the floor. No big deal,” I shrugged as I stood out in the drizzle. "Are you going to let me in or are we going out?""You got suspended over me? Jesus, you're even dumber than I thought you were,” She shook her head. "Get inside before I change my mind."She closed the door behind me and led me into the lounge. "So what the hell happened between you and Clive?""Clive? That's his name? He just came up to me and started bragging that he'd slept with you. Then when I gave him a bit of verbal back he took a swing at me, missed, and I Glasgow-kissed him on the nose with my head. No big deal.""It is a fucking big deal when you get yourself suspended. Jesus. Why the fuck didn't you just ignore him?""He didn't look like he wanted to be ignored. Honestly, I think he still fancies you and was trying to put me off by talking shit about you.""And?""Well, I'm here aren't I?"She shook her head in disbelief. "He never slept with me,” She explained, slumping down on the sofa. I sat opposite her in an armchair. "We just fucked once, that's all."That was a bit of a hammer to the balls, I must admit. Obviously you can't go through life thinking every girl you meet is going to be a virgin when she falls into your arms, but I had always thought that my first time would at least be with another virgin. "Look,” she carried on. "I hope you don't think that I've been mummy's little angel all my life, because I haven't. A couple of years ago I ended up getting mixed up in the wrong crowd with a friend who dragged me along because I had money for booze. We did a little drinking, got a little crazy, one thing led to another and before I knew it was all over and I was walking home crying all alone. It wasn't how I wanted my first time to be, it wasn't how any girl would want her first time to be, but sometimes shit happens.""There's no need to explain. It's not important.""Yes it is,” she interrupted."Not to me.""Well, it is to me. Look, I don't know how long we're going to last. We might not even make it through the next hour, but I don't want there to be any secrets, so that if some shithead like Clive starts telling tales you'll at least know the truth from the bull, ok?""Fair enough,” I accepted, and leaned forward to listen to her."About two years ago, after I'd moved up from lower band to upper band, I was losing all my friends and had no new ones to replace them. Nobody wanted to know me because all the clever girls assumed I was still thick. It's why I've put on weight - I stopped going out altogether and spent almost all my time studying and playing games on the web,” I almost asked her what sort of games, but didn't think that this was the right time for that. "I got lazy, and comfort ate. I'm working my way out of it, but it's not easy. There was one girl that I used to bother with when I visited my grandmother, and while my gran was looking after me overnight when my parents went away for the weekend I went to a small house party with this girl and some of her friends. There were about a dozen of us - five girls, seven or eight boys, and there was booze. Some of us got tipsy, some of us got drunk. Then my friend said it was time to play dice and would I play. When I asked her how to play, she told me."Each of us took a number - one to six for boys, and one to six for girls. Then there was a list of 'tasks' for the third roll of the dice. The first roll and second roll paired a girl up with a boy, and the third was for what they then did with each other. I said no at first, but when they started playing I ended up watching and after a while the drink sort of took over and I offered to be number five for the girls. The tasks weren't all that big a deal, except for the six. Handjobs, fingerfucks, blowjobs, all that kind of stuff. I gotta admit that I got pretty turned on watching these impromptu couples making out. Anyway, the dice rolled and sooner or later my number came up. Then the dice rolled again and Clive's number came up. And the bastard groaned. I always hated him for that, and that was when I weighed more than a stone less than I do now. On the third roll came the six, and that's when they all started chanting 'fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!'"Like I said, I was pretty blasted, and before I knew it I ended up on the floor with my skirt pulled up over my waist and Clive just did me. It's still all a blur in my mind. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't raped and I don't have nightmares about it. I went into that dice game with eyes wide open and fully aware of what the risks were and what might happen, but that's the first and the last time that I've done anything with a guy until you kissed me on Monday. The first time was painful, was over in thirty seconds, and I'm not making that up, and afterward I just got up and walked out, ashamed of myself. I haven't spoken to any of them since. It was one of the most hateful, disappointing ways to lose your virginity that you could possibly imagine, but what's done is done. You're the first person I've told and I'd appreciate it if you didn't spread it around, okay?" "I wouldn't do that. And I'm sorry. If I'd known the truth I'd have just laughed at the little prick instead of flattening him. He was trying to make himself out as some kind of stud,” Rebecca showed me a curled little finger that signified what she thought of Clive's manhood, and we both burst out laughing, Rebecca somewhat nervously with a moist look in her eyes."Look, I'm not going to lie to you,” I told her. "I don't know how long we're going to last, either but I do find you very attractive. The more I look at you the more I see that I find irresistibly alluring. I admit I'm a virgin. I had a chance to lose it when I was fifteen, but there's no point going there because that's just water under the bridge, a missed opportunity more than anything else, and I'm not looking to lose it any time soon, either. I'm just here to have fun, with you, doing whatever you want to do, and if we get physical further on down the line then so much the better. I'm not going to turn it down. Relax around me. I'm the no pressure cool dude. Ask anyone, okay?"She nodded. "Right then,” I said, changing the subject. "So what are we watching?"It was a Harry Potter film, and by the time it was halfway through I was sat on the sofa while she lay on me with her head on my lap, her feet dangling over the edge of the sofa. I played with her hair, caressed her ear with my fingers, but most of the time I wasn't watching the film - I'd seen the Prisoner of Azkaban before, and just watched her cleavage moving up and down as she breathed. I knew she was dieting, but I hoped she ended up keeping most of the flesh that I was struggling to keep my hands off. They were big and round and I'm sure she knew that I could barely take my eyes off them moving when she breathed. When the credits rolled she turned her head in my lap and gazed up into my eyes.I bent over and kissed her on the lips, feeling her melt into me as her arms folded around my neck. She was impatient, pushing her tongue into my mouth before I'd fully parted my lips. I put my right hand on her belly as she squirmed into a more comfortable position on my lap, and my fingertips were just a few inches up from sliding between her parted legs, where I had watched her own hand work just the night before, then she twisted off my lap and got to her feet. I looked up at her as she stood over me, then she hitched her black dress up to her knees and straddled me, her knees sliding down my flanks, her hot crotch pressing down against my hardening cock, just the thickness of her panties, my jeans and a pair of boxers separating our sex organs. Her head dipped to mine and we sucked on each other's tongues again, and I could feel the twin mounds of her breasts pressing down on me.I was unbelievably uncomfortable, my cock hard as a rock, trapped inside my jeans, crushed beneath her insistently pressing weight. "You have no idea what you are doing to me,” I breathed when we broke apart for air."I can feel it. Don't be shy,” She whispered in my ear as she nipped at it with her teeth. I wasn't sure what she meant, but I took a chance and slipped my hands inside her blouse, running my fingers up and down the bare skin of her back, from the base of her spine to the taut band of her bra strap. She moaned into my ear as my fingers glided softly over her spine, then her breath froze when I located the clasp and began to work at it inexpertly. The moment I managed to release the plastic clasp she began to gyrate her crotch against my bulging erection, and as the bra went slack and my hands skated along her flanks to the underside of her heavy tits she slid her tongue wetly inside my ear.I cupped her breasts in my hands, thumbs caressing the bullet like nipples in precisely the manner that I had watched her do it, and her lips and tongue quickly found mine and we hungrily began kissing while I fondled her tits. "Oh God, that feels so nice,” She breathed when we broke for air, and I felt the uncontrollable urge to take them in my mouth. I eased her blouse up over her tits and used my hands to guide one of them up to my lips. She gasped as I closed my mouth over the hard bud and began to suck, my other hand still thumbing over the nipple of her other breast. "Oh fuck,” She moaned, biting her lip as she leaned back, giving me more room to work. I switched breasts, biting down on the other nipple now and tweaking the soaking wet one that I had just been nibbling on with my thumb and forefinger. Her hands closed around my head, pulling me harder onto her tits, making me swallow more of her teats, my tongue circling around the nipple as I jammed more and more flesh into my mouth. I pulled away for breath and her face covered mine, her tongue doing the work in my mouth as my hands pushed her breasts together, the nipples nearly touching each other as I kneaded them.

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Hotter than H. E. Double Hockey-sticks?! That's pretty hot. I mean HAWTTTT and what's possibly hotter than that? DUnno. Special Week in Metal to appease the masses. We poured our hearts, soul, blood, and sermon into this one. Dig in.

Dylan, Sam & moi have the usual amount of fun hanging out talkin about Skeletor & the gang...how is it this fun every time? Dunno, but gonna keep doin it I reckon & enjoy the rides in the WIND RAIDERRRRRRRR

Senior student, Ed; gains a strange new friend.by Krosis. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Scene 1: The Dream.. or was it?Silence....eternal silence...until it wasn't.Suddenly, a whistling sound broke through the monotonous, noiseless vacuum of space as the meteoroid entered the atmosphere and became, by definition, a meteor. Now awake, the creature within huddled inside the deepest part of the interstellar rock as the outer surface heated up dramatically from the friction.Down, down, the rock fell, parts of it sloughing off as it became red hot and melted away. It became smaller and smaller, and the creature screamed as it felt its own flesh burn.Then the rock, now only slightly larger than its precious payload, hit the surface of the planet, becoming, by definition, a meteorite, and the creature lost consciousness.It came awake. It didn't know how long it had been dormant, but the atmosphere of its new home was cool on its skin, very welcome after the scorching it had taken! It was injured, and needed to replenish its biomass. It cast out, sensing for compatible material, and then slithered toward a structure in the distance."Fuck me, Ed!"Ed Doughtry, 18 years old, had his hot, bubble-bodied blonde classmate Charisma bent over his living room sofa, her round, tanned ass cheeks bouncing as he rammed his hard cock deep into her wet pussy. She was wearing her cheerleading outfit, the skirt flipped up onto her back, and her panties were long gone.Ed knew that this was a dream. With his less-than-handsome looks, skinny frame and small penis, there was no way outside of dreamland that he would be able to even carry on a stimulating conversation with Charisma, much less have sex with her. But he didn't care...this felt good, and he was going to cum soon!"Cum in my mouth, Ed!" Charisma urged him, and he pulled out. She quickly dropped to her knees and sucked his small but hard cock between her lips. As she started to bob her head on his member, her tongue stimulating the underside, he felt his cum rising.Finally, he grunted his pleasure as his semen splashed into her mouth. Charisma kept sucking his cock, swallowing his seed and making him feel amazing.Munch!"Uh?" Ed looked down. Charisma was chewing on something, and swallowed it down just as he realized that she had taken a bite out of his penis! It hadn't hurt, so, in shock, he hesitated just a moment too long before she opened her mouth and engulfed the rest of it. "Wait--!" he yelled, but it was too late (munch!). His cock, small as it had been, was now entirely gone, chewed off by his dream girl. But where was the blood? he stupidly wondered as he stumbled back. He looked down between his legs, now also strangely free of pubic hair. Aside from his ball sack, he looked like a Ken doll now! He screamed.He sat up in bed, still screaming.Knock knock! "Eddie?" He heard his mother call from the other side of his bedroom door.Ed shook his head. Of course it had been a dream, but that last part had been deranged! "I'm fine, Mom, I just..." He pulled back his bed sheet to confirm that his cock was just as expected. "...what the fuck!"His door flew open. "What is it, Eddie--?" his mother asked, wide-eyed, and then her gaze fell between his legs. "duh."Ed wanted to cover himself back up, but he could only stare at what was now between his legs. It was a penis, but not his penis; it was much too large, about 8 inches in length, and it was pale blue! As he watched, the long, half-hard phallus danced in his lap, hypnotically, like a snake.He heard his door close and looked up. His mother was just standing there, staring at the blue penis-snake-thing, her mouth open, her eyes glassy. "Mom?" Then he felt a warmth rush through his body, and his eyes fell to his mother's chest, noting how the late thirty-seven year old woman's large breasts pushed out her tight blouse. His gaze fell lower, taking in her round hips and shapely, nylon-clad legs under her skirt. Mrs. Doughtry was a sexy Milf, Ed realized for the first time in his life. He felt his new cock hardening at the sight of her."It's so beautiful..." Ed's Mom said as she climbed onto the bed with him."Mom?"She reached forward and took a hold of the blue cock, which was even bigger now...10 inches? Ed gasped...despite it not looking like his own, he felt her warm hand on it, and it felt good! She started to stroke, and he moaned in pleasure. The fact that his own mother was masturbating him should have bothered him, but his body felt primed for sex, no matter who it was with. He lay back and watched his mother stare at his new cock adoringly as she whacked it up and down."I gotta taste it," she murmured, and lowered her mouth to take it in.Ed had a momentary fright as he flashed back to his dream, but once her hot, wet mouth surrounded the cock, he lay there and enjoyed the sensation of an experienced woman pleasuring him. His mother's wavy auburn hair fell forward, obscuring her face, which helped to quiet some of the incestuous concerns milling about at the back of his mind as his mother fellated him.If this had been his own cock, he would have probably blown his load by now, he realized. Something about this strange new phallus was increasing his sexual endurance.Zip! His mother unfastened her skirt and then climbed astride him. She rubbed her panty-clad pussy along the hard flesh of his new cock, making them both groan. After a few seconds of this, she reached down, ripped a hole in the crotch of her panty hose, and pulled the gusset of her panties aside. Ed's new cock practically slithered inside his mother's sultry depths."Oh God..." she moaned, "so big..."Ed, a virgin until that moment, couldn't believe how good pussy felt! His mother's vagina gripped him firmly, and yet it was soft and yielding to his firm flesh. He realized that something was bothering him...when had he started to think of the new cock as his? It wasn't even the same color as his pale pink skin! That thought flew out of his mind as his mother pulled up a bit and then pushed down, taking more than half of his new cock inside herself. It felt so good!With some more effort on her part, she took all of him, the flared head kissing at her cervix. Feeling her son deeper inside her than any other man had ever been, she orgasmed. "Uh-huh!" She felt constricted, and quickly removed her blouse.Ed stared at his mother's D cup breasts, barely restrained by her brassiere as she started to bounce upon him. He felt her nylon-clad legs rubbing against his sides as she rose and fell, sliding up and down his hard member.One one hard thrust, the head of his cock tapped her cervix again and she had another small cum.  She reached back and unfastened her bra, letting her massive mammaries spill forth."Holy shit!" Ed murmured as his mother's fantastic boobs bobbled above his face. He reached his arms around her to pull her closer to him, and buried his face between those fleshy mounds. He also moved his hands lower, pulling on his mother's hips in order to grind their sexual organs together.She moved upon him faster. Another orgasm was coming, and she rushed toward it.Ed felt his testicles retracting, preparing for his own orgasm. He was strangely unconcerned about his cock being deep inside his mother without the protection of a condom, and he had no idea if she was fertile at that moment. All that mattered was the release; he knew it was going to be big! He took one of his mother's wide nipples into his mouth and sucked."Uh!" she moaned.Ed felt her pussy clamp down on his cock. That pushed him over the edge, and he instinctively thrust his hips up to get maximum penetration as his cum rushed up his lengthy new cock shaft and hosed the tiny entrance to his mother's womb. "Ah!" he cried out."Oh!" she moaned huskily as her own son inseminated her, the sensation of his hot cum shooting deep inside her extending her own orgasm.At the mouth of her spasming cervix, small blue spermatozoa pushed and pushed, many slipping through into her womb and heading toward their target.Soon, both of their orgasms complete, mother and child lay there, intertwined and breathing heavily.After a few minutes, Mrs. Doughtry sat back and looked down at her son in horror. "Ed! What did we do?""Oh shit!" Ed said, finally coming back to himself."Don't cuss!" his mother admonished him before pulling herself off of his new cock. "Uh..." she moaned in an after orgasm. She recovered and quickly grabbed her clothes. "I don't know what came over me, Ed, but don't tell your father!" Then she was out the door.“Ah, that was what I needed.”Ed heard that voice from all around him, but couldn't see anyone. "Who said that?"“Me! Down here, loverboy.” Ed's new cock twitched.Ed stared at the softening blue phallus, covered in slightly blue-tinged semen. "My penis is talking?"“I sure am, Ed! Call me Perry.”Scene 2: Ed seeks professional help."Perry?"“Yep! Short for parasite, which is what I am...from outer space! Woo who!”Ed stared at the large blue penis jutting out from between his legs. "You're...an alien parasite?"“Try to keep up, Ed. I'm sure you have lots of questions, so ask 'them quick; I'm pretty tired.”Ed spread his legs to examine his crotch. His pubic hair was gone, and the entire area replaced with what looked like blue flesh. He was hesitant to touch it, but had to check...he lifted the azure phallus and noted that the color of his ball sack was split vertically, half blue and half his normal pale pink. "Is...is my real penis under...you?" He was still holding the strange alien cock, and was amazed at how he could feel it, as if it was his own.“Sorry, buddy, I ate it when I joined with you. Had to absorb some biomass after the crash.”Ed fell back, his head flopping onto his pillow. His penis was gone?! He wanted to scream!“Nope nope! Take it down a few notches, Ed.”Ed suddenly felt good, euphoric. "Crash?" he asked logily.“What you'd call a meteorite...came down about a half-mile from here.”“So I don't have a penis anymore?” Ed still felt like he was going to throw up.“You have me, Ed! I'm your penis now,” Perry advised him. “You weren't satisfied with your old one, anyway. Not only have I tied myself into your nervous and circulatory systems, so you can feel what I do, but I'm more than twice the size of your old stubby. Plus, as you've seen, I can be very...persuasive!”Ed whacked his palm to his face. "I...we...fucked my Mom!"“Yeah! You're a lucky guy, Ed, having such a Milf under your roof!”"Did you make me interested in her?" Ed asked. "That's never happened before."“Oh, is there a taboo about breeding with your progenitors here? Shit, I'm sorry, Ed. Well, what's done is done.”"Well, don't make me do it again...Perry...okay?!"“Sure, no problem, buddy. No need anymore.”Ed sat up and looked at Perry. "What does that mean?"“Uh! So tired...gonna have a nap now, dude.”"Perry!" There was no answer, and Ed's new penis was no longer moving on its own.The young man lay back, wondering if it counted as losing your virginity if it wasn't actually your cock that got fucked."What seems to be the issue, Mr...Smith?" the lady doctor at the clinic asked as she closed the door to the examination room behind her. She had mentioned her name when she walked in, but Ed had already forgotten it, he was so worried. "It says here you're worried about your penis?"Ed was embarrassed. "Um, could I maybe get a male doctor, or someone older?" The pretty woman was in her thirties, with pulled back brown hair and cats-eye glasses.She crossed her arms, which only accentuated her medium-sized bosom. "Oh, nonsense, Mr. Smith. I may not be old, but I've seen my fair share of penises. Why don't you take your pants off and let me have a look?""Okay..." Ed stood and unfastened his belt and jeans. He paused for a moment, considering, and then dropped them to the floor. He looked back up at the doctor...her eyes were wide and staring at his large azure member, but she didn't seem to be hypnotized like his mom. He had been right to go straight to a clinic while Perry was still asleep, he assured himself.The doctor scribbled on her clipboard and put it aside before kneeling in front of him. "Blue...does your penis feel cold, Mr. Smith? Are you having trouble feeling it?" The non-doctor part of her mind noted the massive size of the young man's member, and it was still flaccid!"Um, no, doctor...I can feel it as if it was my own, and it's definitely not cold."She looked up at him, her brow furrowed. "As if it was your own? Do you feel like it's not yours?" Alien Hand Syndrome, but for a penis? she considered. She examined the unnatural color. "Is that paint?" It twitched a little as she looked at it. "May I touch it, Mr. Smith?""I don't think that would be a good--" Then he felt her warm hand encompass his width. "oh."“Hm! Took me to a doctor while I was napping, Ed? Oh, she's sexy!” Perry started to fill with blood.Ed stared down at the pretty doctor as her eyes glazed over and her mouth lolled open. "Um..." Her hand started to stroke Perry, and then when he was hard enough, she sucked him into her mouth."Oh God..." Ed moaned, and put his hands on the doctor's head. Soon, he was thrusting into her mouth.“This is nice, but I think I wanna be somewhere nicer...whadaya say, Ed?”Ed felt like he was in a dream as the doctor pulled her mouth off of Perry, stood up, and then pulled down her slacks and underwear. She hopped up onto the examination table, lay back, and opened her slim legs wide. "Fuck me..." she urged him.Ed's cock, Perry, was very hard and dribbling pre-cum as Ed climbed up onto the table between the doctor's legs. She needed no foreplay, and Ed's long blue phallus slithered between her very wet vaginal lips."Oh...so big..." she moaned as the alien slid halfway into her. She angled her hips, and as Ed thrust into her, she was soon able to take all of him. They gasped in pleasure as Perry became fully embedded in the woman's hot snatch. "Fuck me...fuck me..." she gasped as Ed did just that, jackhammering himself into her again and again.Perry noted the mucus around the woman's cervix as he repeatedly headbutted it. This was different than with Ed's mother, and he tried to read from the young man's mind what it might signify, but it seemed that Ed didn't know. Ah well, Perry considered, he had a long time to figure out how human bodies worked, and trial and error was a good way to do that.Ed unbuttoned the woman's blouse, but since she was on her back, he couldn't unfasten her frilly white bra. Instead, he lifted it up, freeing her C-cup breasts with small, pointy nipples, so different from his mother's. He took one into his mouth."Oh..." she moaned and had a small orgasm. Her nipples were so sensitive at this time of the month, she thought. She frowned for a moment, but her mind had trouble focusing on that concern.Spurred on by the doctor's pussy gripping his cock, Ed grunted as his own orgasm arrived and he spewed his load inside the fertile woman. "Uh!" He pushed his new cock as deeply as possible, and the head pressed against the opening of her cervix.The doctor felt a strange pressure deep inside her, and then the wet warmth of "Mr. Smith's" seed flooding her unprotected reproductive system pushed her to another orgasm. "Oh!" she cried out as Ed continued blasting the opening to her womb with his d

Chapter 28 - The Flight of the PrinceQ1 - What are your thoughts on Dumbledore's death?Q2 - Who do you think has died so far?“Cruc —” But Snape parried the curse, knocking Harry backward off his feet before he could complete it; “Cruc —” yelled Harry for the second time, aiming for the figure ahead illuminated in the dancing firelight, but Snape blocked the spell again. Harry could see him sneering. “No Unforgivable Curses from you, Potter!” he shouted over the rushing of the flames, Hagrid's yells, and the wild yelping of the trapped Fang. “You haven't got the nerve or the ability —” “Incarc —” Harry roared, but Snape deflected the spell with an almost lazy flick of his arm. Q3 - Is Snape really an amazing wizard?“Fight back!” Harry screamed at him. “Fight back, you cowardly —” “Coward, did you call me, Potter?” shouted Snape. “Your father would never attack me unless it was four on one, what would you call him, I wonder?” “Sectum — !” Snape flicked his wand and the curse was repelled yet again; but Harry was mere feet away now and he could see Snape's face clearly at last: He was no longer sneering or jeering; the blazing flames showed a face full of rage. Mustering all his powers of concentration, Harry thought, Levi — “No, Potter!” screamed Snape. “You dare use my own spells against me, Potter? It was I who invented them — I, the Half-Blood Prince! And you'd turn my inventions on me, like your filthy father, would you? I don't think so . . . no!” Q4 - Thoughts on Snape being the Half-Blood Prince?“Kill me then,” panted Harry, who felt no fear at all, but only rage and contempt. “Kill me like you killed him, you coward —” “DON'T—” screamed Snape, and his face was suddenly demented, inhuman, as though he was in as much pain as the yelping, howling dog stuck in the burning house behind them — “CALL ME COWARD!”Q5 - Is Snape a coward?Harry heard Hagrid's moan of pain and shock, but he did not stop; he walked slowly forward until he reached the place where Dumbledore lay and crouched down beside him. He had known there was no hope from the moment that the full Body-Bind Curse Dumbledore had placed upon him lifted, known that it could have happened only because its caster was dead, but there was still no preparation for seeing him here, spread-eagled, broken: the greatest wizard Harry had ever, or would ever, meet. Dumbledore's eyes were closed; but for the strange angle of his arms and legs, he might have been sleeping. Harry reached out, straightened the half-moon spectacles upon the crooked nose, and wiped a trickle of blood from the mouth with his own sleeve. Then he gazed down at the wise old face and tried to absorb the enormous and incomprehensible truth: that never again would Dumbledore speak to him, never again could he help. . . . Q6 - Dumbledore is actually dead?To the Dark Lord I know I will be dead long before you read this but I want you to know that it was I who discovered your secret. I have stolen the real Horcrux and intend to destroy it as soon as I can. I face death in the hope that when you meet your match, you will be mortal once more. R.A.BQ7 - Theories on who RAB is?Q8 - Did Dumbledore die for nothing?Q9 - What is your favorite Dumbledore memory?Chapter 29 - The Phoenix LamentFear stirred in Harry's chest again: He had forgotten the inert figures he had left behind. “Ginny, who else is dead?” “Don't worry, none of us.” “But the Dark Mark — Malfoy said he stepped over a body —” “He stepped over Bill, but it's all right, he's alive.” There was something in her voice, however, that Harry knew boded ill. “Are you sure?” “Of course I'm sure . . . he's a — a bit of a mess, that's all. Greyback attacked him. Madam Pomfrey says he won't — won't look the same anymore. . . .”Q1 - Do you think Harry understands the cost of what this fight is all about?“No!” Lupin looked wildly from Ginny to Harry, as though hoping the latter might contradict her, but when Harry did not, Lupin collapsed into a chair beside Bill's bed, his hands over his face. Harry had never seen Lupin lose control before; he felt as though he was intruding upon something private, indecent. He turned away and caught Ron's eye instead, exchanging in silence a look that confirmed what Ginny had said. Q2 - Have you ever experienced grief like this?Gulping, Madam Pomfrey pressed her fingers to her mouth, her eyes wide. Somewhere out in the darkness, a phoenix was singing in a way Harry had never heard before: a stricken lament of terrible beauty. And Harry felt, as he had felt about phoenix song before, that the music was inside him, not without: It was his own grief turned magically to song that echoed across the grounds and through the castle windows. How long they all stood there, listening, he did not know, nor why it seemed to ease their pain a little to listen to the sound of their mourning, but it felt like a long time later that the hospital door opened again and Professor McGonagall entered the ward. Like all the rest, she bore marks of the recent battle: There were grazes on her face and her robes were ripped. “Snape,” repeated McGonagall faintly, falling into the chair. “We all wondered . . . but he trusted . . . always . . . Snape . . . I can't believe it. . . .”Q3 - Do you think the professors knew better?Q4 - Is there anything about the story that the group is giving that is strange to you or hits you differently? Are there any clues in there?“Of course, it doesn't matter how he looks. . . . It's not r-really important . . . but he was a very handsome little b-boy . . . always very handsome . . . and he was g-going to be married!” “And what do you mean by zat?” said Fleur suddenly and loudly. “What do you mean, ‘ 'e was going to be married?' ” Mrs. Weasley raised her tear-stained face, looking startled. “Well — only that —” “You theenk Bill will not wish to marry me anymore?” demanded Fleur. “You theenk, because of these bites, he will not love me?” “No, that's not what I —” “Because 'e will!” said Fleur, drawing herself up to her full height and throwing back her long mane of silver hair. “It would take more zan a werewolf to stop Bill loving me!” “Well, yes, I'm sure,” said Mrs. Weasley, “but I thought perhaps — given how — how he —” “You thought I would not weesh to marry him? Or per'aps, you hoped?” said Fleur, her nostrils flaring. “What do I care how he looks? I am good-looking enough for both of us, I theenk! All these scars show is zat my husband is brave! And I shall do zat!” she added fiercely, pushing Mrs. Weasley aside and snatching the ointment from her. Q5 - How cool is Fleur?“You see!” said a strained voice. Tonks was glaring at Lupin. “She still wants to marry him, even though he's been bitten! She doesn't care!” “It's different,” said Lupin, barely moving his lips and looking suddenly tense. “Bill will not be a full werewolf. The cases are completely —” “But I don't care either, I don't care!” said Tonks, seizing the front of Lupin's robes and shaking them. “I've told you a million times. . . .” And the meaning of Tonks's Patronus and her mouse-colored hair, and the reason she had come running to find Dumbledore when she had heard a rumor someone had been attacked by Greyback, all suddenly became clear to Harry; it had not been Sirius that Tonks had fallen in love with after all. “And I've told you a million times,” said Lupin, refusing to meet her eyes, staring at the floor, “that I am too old for you, too poor . . . too dangerous. . . .” “I've said all along you're taking a ridiculous line on this, Remus,” said Mrs. Weasley over Fleur's shoulder as she patted her on the back. “I am not being ridiculous,” said Lupin steadily. “Tonks deserves somebody young and whole.” “But she wants you,” said Mr. Weasley, with a small smile. “And after all, Remus, young and whole men do not necessarily remain so.” Q6 - What do you think of Lupin and Tonks?“Harry,” she said, “I would like to know what you and Professor Dumbledore were doing this evening when you left the school.” “I can't tell you that, Professor,” said Harry. Q7 - Why doesn't Harry tell more people about this?“Dunno,” said Harry, lying back on his bed fully clothed and staring blankly upwards. He felt no curiosity at all about R.A.B.: He doubted that he would ever feel curious again. As he lay there, he became aware suddenly that the grounds were silent. Fawkes had stopped singing. And he knew, without knowing how he knew it, that the phoenix had gone, had left Hogwarts for good, just as Dumbledore had left the school, had left the world . . . had left Harry. Chapter 30 - The White TombThere might still be as many as four Horcruxes out there somewhere, and each would need to be found and eliminated before there was even a possibility that Voldemort could be killed. He kept reciting their names to himself, as though by listing them he could bring them within reach: the locket . . . the cup . . . the snake . . . something of Gryffindor's or Ravenclaw's . . . the locket . . . the cup . . . the snake . . . something of Gryffindor's or Ravenclaw's . . . Q1 - Any further ideas on what the Horcruxes could be?“I should've shown the book to Dumbledore,” said Harry. “All that time he was showing me how Voldemort was evil even when he was at school, and I had proof Snape was too —” Q2 - If Harry could have Dumbledore back for one question, what question should he ask him?The crowd continued to swell; with a great rush of affection for both of them, Harry saw Neville being helped into a seat by Luna. Neville and Luna alone of the D.A. had responded to Hermione's summons the night that Dumbledore had died, and Harry knew why: They were the ones who had missed the D.A. most . . . probably the ones who had checked their coins regularly in the hope that there would be another meeting. Q3 - What do you think of Umbridge at the funeral?And then, without warning, it swept over him, the dreadful truth, more completely and undeniably than it had until now. Dumbledore was dead, gone. . . . He clutched the cold locket in his hand so tightly that it hurt, but he could not prevent hot tears spilling from his eyes: He looked away from Ginny and the others and stared out over the lake, toward the forest, as the little man in black droned on. . . . There was movement among the trees. The centaurs had come to pay their respects too. They did not move into the open but Harry saw them standing quite still, half hidden in shadow, watching the wizards, their bows hanging at their sides. And Harry remembered his first nightmarish trip into the forest, the first time he had ever encountered the thing that was then Voldemort, and how he had faced him, and how he and Dumbledore had discussed fighting a losing battle not long thereafter. It was important, Dumbledore said, to fight, and fight again, and keep fighting, for only then could evil be kept at bay, though never quite eradicated. . . . Q4 - Will Harry win this fight?And Harry saw very clearly as he sat there under the hot sun how people who cared about him had stood in front of him one by one, his mother, his father, his godfather, and finally Dumbledore, all determined to protect him; but now that was over. He could not let anybody else stand between him and Voldemort; he must abandon forever the illusion he ought to have lost at the age of one, that the shelter of a parent's arms meant that nothing could hurt him. There was no waking from his nightmare, no comforting whisper in the dark that he was safe really, that it was all in his imagination; the last and greatest of his protectors had died, and he was more alone than he had ever been before. “Ginny, listen . . .” he said very quietly, as the buzz of conversation grew louder around them and people began to get to their feet, “I can't be involved with you anymore. We've got to stop seeing each other. We can't be together.” She said, with an oddly twisted smile, “It's for some stupid, noble reason, isn't it?” “It's been like . . . like something out of someone else's life, these last few weeks with you,” said Harry. “But I can't . . . we can't . . . I've got things to do alone now.”Q5 - You think Harry is right to break up with Ginny?“I'm not coming back even if it does reopen,” said Harry. Ron gaped at him, but Hermione said sadly, “I knew you were going to say that. But then what will you do?” “I'm going back to the Dursleys' once more, because Dumbledore wanted me to,” said Harry. “But it'll be a short visit, and then I'll be gone for good.” Q6 - What is Harry going to do?“We'll be there, Harry,” said Ron. “What?” “At your aunt and uncle's house,” said Ron. “And then we'll go with you wherever you're going.” “No —” said Harry quickly; he had not counted on this, he had meant them to understand that he was undertaking this most dangerous journey alone. “You said to us once before,” said Hermione quietly, “that there was time to turn back if we wanted to. We've had time, haven't we? “We're with you whatever happens,” said Ron. “But mate, you're going to have to come round my mum and dad's house before we do anything else, even Godric's Hollow.” “Why?” “Bill and Fleur's wedding, remember?” Harry looked at him, startled; the idea that anything as normal as a wedding could still exist seemed incredible and yet wonderful. “Yeah, we shouldn't miss that,” he said finally. His hand closed automatically around the fake Horcrux, but in spite of everything, in spite of the dark and twisting path he saw stretching ahead for himself, in spite of the final meeting with Voldemort he knew must come, whether in a month, in a year, or in ten, he felt his heart lift at the thought that there was still one last golden day of peace left to enjoy with Ron and Hermione. Q7 - How'd you like this book?Q8 - What is in store for the group in the future?Q9 - Rank the books so far?

Keep up with everything Operation: Puppet does on https://www.OperationPuppet.com0:00IntroTron is goodThe kids are OKAlso retro computers are OK. Shoutout https://retrorewind.caThe digital dark age is a comin'Anyway, it's my birthday. PLUG25:16The Puppet PitBuilds: Disco Dracula and custom hooman done! Commissions finished!Shoutout to Eric, designer of Wolfgang and Disco Dracula. Listen to Eric's podcast The Pop Trash Museum Podcast: https://poptrashmuseum.comThere will be a Halloween build! What? Dunno!All links on https://www.operationpuppet.com. Join the Discord! https://discord.gg/3zPqDcGJAC43:06Gizmotown The Deck Nook. GTA V multiplayer now borked on the Deck and Linux in generalOr is it?https://store.steampowered.com/app/993090/Lossless_Scaling/Kevin has tested PSVR2 on PCPS5 Pro: Tepid Takes!EVE is going on the blockchain? Of course it is. Another crypto scam, or an actual reasonable application? https://www.evefrontier.com/en/faqSure why not https://www.cnn.com/2024/09/20/energy/three-mile-island-microsoft-ai1:43:40Pixels and TokensKevin rolled credits on Outlaws. Still playing? Is there a future for the game? Discuss.Hey did you know there are other Star Wars games that are also pretty good? Kevin's trying out Jedi Survivor.Everything's going to be okay https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GCmDF0NqZQc&t=331sDestiny isn't finished, we swear! Bungie roadmaps the future of Destiny 2 for the first timeJamie has enough trouble in actual reality and now he has added virtual reality on top of it!Music Credits:Opening Music/Stinger: Funk Babe by emiliomerone. Audiojungle Broadcast License.Gizmotown: kiddpark, Freesound.org (Creative Commons 0 License).Pixels and Tokens: Kagateni, Freesound.org (Creative Commons 0 License) Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Chapter 13 - The Secret Riddle‘Ah,' said Dumbledore, ‘perhaps she could. But it is my belief – I am guessing again, but I am sure I am right – that when her husband abandoned her, Merope stopped using magic. I do not think that she wanted to be a witch any longer. Of course, it is also possible that her unrequited love and the attendant despair sapped her of her powers; that can happen. In any case, as you are about to see, Merope refused to raise her wand even to save her own life.'‘She wouldn't even stay alive for her son?' Dumbledore raised his eyebrows. ‘Could you possibly be feeling sorry for Lord Voldemort?' ‘No,' said Harry quickly, ‘but she had a choice, didn't she, not like my mother –' ‘Your mother had a choice, too,' said Dumbledore gently. ‘Yes, Merope Riddle chose death in spite of a son who needed her, but do not judge her too harshly, Harry. She was greatly weakened by long suffering and she never had your mother's courage. And now, if you will stand …'Q1 - What does Dumbledore mean that Lily had a choice?Q2 - It mentions that Dumbledore's hair was Auburn…is he a Weasley?And then –' Mrs Cole took another swig of gin, slopping a little over her chin this time, ‘on the summer outing – we take them out, you know, once a year, to the countryside or to the seaside – well, Amy Benson and Dennis Bishop were never quite right afterwards, and all we ever got out of them was that they'd gone into a cave with Tom Riddle. He swore they'd just gone exploring, but something happened in there, I'm sure of it. And, well, there have been a lot of things, funny things …'Q3 - Should Dumbledore have denied entrance for Tom knowing these things?‘I don't believe you,' said Riddle. ‘She wants me looked at, doesn't she? Tell the truth!' He spoke the last three words with a ringing force that was almost shocking. It was a command, and it sounded as though he had given it many times before. His eyes had widened and he was glaring at Dumbledore, who made no response except to continue smiling pleasantly. After a few seconds Riddle stopped glaring, though he looked, if anything, warier still.‘I can make things move without touching them. I can make animals do what I want them to do, without training them. I can make bad things happen to people who annoy me. I can make them hurt if I want to.'Q4 - Is it alarming that he is this advanced in magic already?‘I knew I was different,' he whispered to his own quivering fingers. ‘I knew I was special. Always, I knew there was something.'Q5 - What do you think of Tom and Dumbledore's interaction?‘He believed it much quicker than I did – I mean, when you told him he was a wizard,' said Harry. ‘I didn't believe Hagrid at first, when he told me.'Q6 - What's the difference in Harry and Tom?‘Did you know – then?' asked Harry. ‘Did I know that I had just met the most dangerous Dark wizard of all time?' said Dumbledore. ‘No, I had no idea that he was to grow up to be what he is. However, I was certainly intrigued by him. I returned to Hogwarts intending to keep an eye upon him, something I should have done in any case, given that he was alone and friendless, but which, already, I felt I ought to do for others' sake as much as his.‘Firstly, I hope you noticed Riddle's reaction when I mentioned that another shared his first name, “Tom”?' Harry nodded. ‘There he showed his contempt for anything that tied him to other people, anything that made him ordinary. Even then, he wished to be different, separate, notorious. He shed his name, as you know, within a few short years of that conversation and created the mask of “Lord Voldemort” behind which he has been hidden for so long.‘I trust that you also noticed that Tom Riddle was already highly self-sufficient, secretive and, apparently, friendless? He did not want help or companionship on his trip to Diagon Alley. He preferred to operate alone. The adult Voldemort is the same. You will hear many of his Death Eaters claiming that they are in his confidence, that they alone are close to him, even understand him. They are deluded. Lord Voldemort has never had a friend, nor do I believe that he has ever wanted one‘And lastly – I hope you are not too sleepy to pay attention to this, Harry – the young Tom Riddle liked to collect trophies. You saw the box of stolen articles he had hidden in his room. These were taken from victims of his bullying behavior, souvenirs, if you will, of particularly unpleasant bits of magic. Bear in mind this magpie-like tendency, for this, particularly, will be important later.Q7 - Why is this important?Q8 - What happened to the ring?Chapter 14 - Felix Felicis‘But I still don't get why Dumbledore's showing you all this. I mean, it's really interesting and everything, but what's the point?' ‘Dunno,' said Harry, inserting a gum shield. ‘But he says it's all important and it'll help me survive.'Q1 - Why is Dumbledore showing him all this?‘“Slug Club”,' repeated Ron with a sneer worthy of Malfoy. ‘It's pathetic. Well, I hope you enjoy your party. Why don't you try getting off with McLaggen, then Slughorn can make you King and Queen Slug –' ‘We're allowed to bring guests,' said Hermione, who for some reason had turned a bright, boiling scarlet, ‘and I was going to ask you to come, but if you think it's that stupid then I won't bother!'Q2 - Is Ron being stupid?Q3 - Is Harry an idiot for interrupting their communication session?When Harry pushed open the tapestry to take their usual short cut up to Gryffindor Tower, however, they found themselves looking at Dean and Ginny, who were locked in a close embrace and kissing fiercely as if glued together. It was as though something large and scaly erupted into life in Harry's stomach, clawing at his insides: hot blood seemed to flood his brain, so that all thought was extinguished, replaced by a savage urge to jinx Dean into a jelly.Q4 - Have you experienced the large scaly thing in your stomach?‘You go!' said Ginny. ‘I want a word with my dear brother!' Dean left, looking as though he was not sorry to depart the scene. ‘Right,' said Ginny, tossing her long red hair out of her face and glaring at Ron, ‘let's get this straight once and for all. It is none of your business who I go out with or what I do with them, Ron –' ‘Yeah, it is!' said Ron, just as angrily. ‘D'you think I want people saying my sister's a –' ‘A what?' shouted Ginny, drawing her wand. ‘A what, exactly?' ‘He doesn't mean anything, Ginny –' said Harry automatically, though the monster was roaring its approval of Ron's words.Q5 - What was Ron going to call her?‘Been kissing Pigwidgeon, have you? Or have you got a picture of Auntie Muriel stashed under your pillow?'Q6 - Is Ginny a savage?They hurried up the stairs and along a seventh-floor corridor. ‘Oi, out of the way!' Ron barked at a small girl who jumped in fright and dropped a bottle of toad-spawn. Harry hardly noticed the sound of shattering glass; he felt disorientated, dizzy; being struck by a lightning bolt must be something like this. It's just because she's Ron's sister, he told himself. You just didn't like seeing her kissing Dean because she's Ron's sister …Q7 - Harry loves Ginny, right?It seemed as though Gryffindor could do no wrong. Again and again they scored, and again and again, at the other end of the pitch, Ron saved goals with apparent ease. He was actually smiling now, and when the crowd greeted a particularly good save with a rousing chorus of the old favorite Weasley is our King, he pretended to conduct them from on high.Q8 - What was your favorite sports moment that made you feel like Ron?‘I didn't put it in!' said Harry, now grinning broadly. He slipped his hand inside his jacket pocket and drew out the tiny bottle that Hermione had seen in his hand that morning. It was full of golden potion and the cork was still tightly sealed with wax. ‘I wanted Ron to think I'd done it, so I faked it when I knew you were looking.' He looked at Ron. ‘You saved everything because you felt lucky. You did it all yourself.'Q9 - Is Liquid Luck a placebo?Q10 - What's the deal with Ron and Hermione? Chapter 15 - The Unbreakable VowHarry had to put up with the frequent presence of Lavender Brown, who seemed to regard any moment that she was not kissing Ron as a moment wasted.‘She can't complain,' he told Harry. ‘She snogged Krum. So she's found out someone wants to snog me, too. Well, it's a free country. I haven't done anything wrong.'‘I never promised Hermione anything,' Ron mumbled. ‘I mean, all right, I was going to go to Slughorn's Christmas party with her, but she never said … just as friends … I'm a free agent …'Q1 - What will the outcome of this be between the two?‘There isn't anyone I want to invite,' mumbled Harry, who was still trying not to think about Ginny any more than he could help, despite the fact that she kept cropping up in his dreams in ways that made him devoutly thankful that Ron could not perform Legilimency.Q2 - What is Harry dreaming about?Q3 - What's your favorite prom/dance story?Q4 - Hermione mentions that love potions aren't dark…is she right?‘The library is now closed,' she said. ‘Mind you return anything you have borrowed to the correct – what have you been doing to that book, you depraved boy?' ‘It isn't the library's, it's mine!' said Harry hastily, snatching his copy of Advanced Potion-Making off the table as she lunged at it with a clawlike hand. ‘Despoiled!' she hissed. ‘Desecrated! Befouled!' ‘It's just a book that's been written in!' said Harry, tugging it out of her grip. She looked as though she might have a seizure; Hermione, who had hastily packed her things, grabbed Harry by the arm and frogmarched him away.Q5 - Do you write in books?Q6 - Harry mentions there might be something going on between Pince and Filch. Is that possible?‘She's a bit upset,' said Luna. ‘I thought at first it was Moaning Myrtle in there, but it turned out to be Hermione. She said something about that Ron Weasley …' ‘Yeah, they've had a row,' said Harry. ‘He says very funny things sometimes, doesn't he?' said Luna, as they set off down the corridor together. ‘But he can be a bit unkind. I noticed that last year.'Q7 - Is Ron unkind?‘Hi, Harry,' said Parvati who, like him, looked faintly embarrassed and bored by the behavior of their two friends. ‘Hi,' said Harry. ‘How're you? You're staying at Hogwarts, then? I heard your parents wanted you to leave.' ‘I managed to talk them out of it for the time being,' said Parvati. ‘That Katie thing really freaked them out, but as there hasn't been anything since … oh, hi, Hermione!'Q8 - Let's rehash what has happened at Hogwarts…There was a noise like a plunger being withdrawn from a blocked sink and Ron surfaced.Q9 - Is Hermione kinda a low-key it girl?Ron looked strangely blank and said nothing. Harry was left to ponder in silence the depths to which girls would sink to get revenge.Q10 - Is Rufus Scrimgeor a vampire?Q11 - Are Slughorn's parties good parties?Q12 - Should Harry have a biography written about him?‘Harry Potter!' said Professor Trelawney in deep, vibrant tones, noticing him for the first time. ‘Oh, hello,' said Harry unenthusiastically. ‘My dear boy!' she said in a very carrying whisper. ‘The rumors! The stories! The Chosen One! Of course, I have known for a very long time … the omens were never good, Harry … but why have you not returned to Divination? For you, of all people, the subject is of the utmost importance!'Q13 - Should Harry have taken divination this year?‘Remind me what other subjects you're taking, Harry?' asked Slughorn. ‘Defense Against the Dark Arts, Charms, Transfiguration, Herbology …' ‘All the subjects required, in short, for an Auror,' said Snape, with the faintest sneer. ‘Yeah, well, that's what I'd like to be,' said Harry defiantly. ‘And a great one you'll make, too!' boomed Slughorn. ‘I don't think you should be an Auror, Harry,' said Luna unexpectedly. Everybody looked at her. ‘The Aurors are part of the Rotfang Conspiracy, I thought everyone knew that. They're working from within to bring down the Ministry of Magic using a combination of Dark magic and gum disease.'Filch's expression of outraged disappointment was perfectly predictable; but why, Harry wondered, watching him, did Malfoy look almost equally unhappy? And why was Snape looking at Malfoy as though both angry and … was it possible? … a little afraid?Q14 - Why is Snape afraid?‘Who suspects me?' said Malfoy angrily. ‘For the last time, I didn't do it, OK? That Bell girl must've had an enemy no one knows about – don't look at me like that! I know what you're doing, I'm not stupid, but it won't work – I can stop you!' There was a pause and then Snape said quietly, ‘Ah … Aunt Bellatrix has been teaching you Occlumency, I see. What thoughts are you trying to conceal from your master, Draco?'Q15 - Is it shocking to know that Draco has learned Occlumency?Q16 - Who is his master?‘Looks like you'll have to break it, then, because I don't need your protection! It's my job, he gave it to me and I'm doing it. I've got a plan and it's going to work, it's just taking a bit longer than I thought it would!'Q17 - What is going on?Chapter 16 - A Very Frosty Christmas‘An Unbreakable Vow?' said Ron, looking stunned. ‘Nah, he can't have … are you sure?' ‘Yes, I'm sure,' said Harry. ‘Why, what does it mean?' ‘Well, you can't break an Unbreakable Vow …' ‘I'd worked that much out for myself, funnily enough. What happens if you break it, then?' ‘You die,' said Ron simply. ‘Fred and George tried to get me to make one when I was about five. I nearly did, too, I was holding hands with Fred and everything when Dad found us. He went mental,' said Ron, with a reminiscent gleam in his eyes. ‘Only time I've ever seen Dad as angry as Mum. Fred reckons his left buttock has never been the same since.'Q1 - Thoughts on Fred and George wooing muggle women with magic tricks?There was silence for a moment or two, then Ron said, ‘Course, you know what they'll all say? Dad and Dumbledore and all of them? They'll say Snape isn't really trying to help Malfoy, he was just trying to find out what Malfoy's up to.' ‘They didn't hear him,' said Harry flatly. ‘No one's that good an actor, not even Snape.' ‘Yeah … I'm just saying, though,' said Ron. Harry turned to face him, frowning. ‘You think I'm right, though?' ‘Yeah, I do!' said Ron hastily. ‘Seriously, I do! But they're all convinced Snape's in the Order, aren't they?'Q2 - Do we trust Snape?‘You are determined to hate him, Harry,' said Lupin with a faint smile. ‘And I understand; with James as your father, with Sirius as your godfather, you have inherited an old prejudice.Q3 - Do you think this is true?Q4 - What do you think of Lupin's background and being bitten by Greyback?Everybody was wearing new sweaters when they all sat down for Christmas lunch, everyone except Fleur (on whom, it appeared, Mrs Weasley had not wanted to waste one) and Mrs Weasley herself, who was sporting a brand new midnight-blue witch's hat glittering with what looked like tiny starlike diamonds, and a spectacular golden necklace.Q5 - Is Fleur that unbearable?She gave Lupin an annoyed look, as though it was all his fault she was getting Fleur for a daughter-in-law instead of Tonks, but Harry, glancing across at Fleur, who was now feeding Bill bits of turkey off her own fork, thought that Mrs Weasley was fighting a long-lost battle. He was, however, reminded of a question he had with regard to Tonks, and who better to ask than Lupin, the man who knew all about Patronuses? ‘Tonks's Patronus has changed its form,' he told him. ‘Snape said so, anyway. I didn't know that could happen. Why would your Patronus change?' Lupin took his time chewing his turkey and swallowing before saying slowly, ‘Sometimes … a great shock … an emotional upheaval …' ‘It looked big, and it had four legs,' said Harry, struck by a sudden thought and lowering his voice. ‘Hey … it couldn't be –?'Q6 - What was Tonk's new patronus form?Q7 - What do you think of Scrimgeor and his proposal?Q8 - HOW is Umbridge still working at the ministry?‘I don't want to be used,' said Harry. ‘Some would say it's your duty to be used by the Ministry!'You don't care whether I live or die, but you do care that I help you convince everyone you're winning the war against Voldemort. I haven't forgotten, Minister …' He raised his right fist. There, shining white on the back of his cold hand, were the scars which Dolores Umbridge had forced him to carve into his own flesh: I must not tell lies.Q9 - Is Harry right or wrong?‘Well, it is clear to me that he has done a very good job on you,' said Scrimgeour, his eyes cold and hard behind his wire-rimmed glasses. ‘Dumbledore's man through and through, aren't you, Potter?' ‘Yeah, I am,' said Harry. ‘Glad we straightened that out.'

In this gripping episode of "Connecting the Dots," Dr. Wilmer Leon and two-time Pulitzer Prize finalist Jon Jeter expose the Democratic Party's desperate reliance on voters of color to save them from political collapse.   Find me and the show on social media. Click the following links or search @DrWilmerLeon on X/Twitter, Instagram, Facebook, Patreon and YouTube! Hey everyone, Dr. Wilmer here! If you've been enjoying my deep dives into the real stories behind the headlines and appreciate the balanced perspective I bring, I'd love your support on my Patreon channel. Your contribution helps me keep "Connecting the Dots" alive, revealing the truth behind the news. Join our community, and together, let's keep uncovering the hidden truths and making sense of the world. Thank you for being a part of this journey!   FULL TRANSCRIPT: Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:00:00): I have two questions. The first question, has the Democratic Party committed suicide by biting the black hands that feed it? Here's the second question. Has the African-American community allowed itself to be taken for granted and thereby taken advantage of Jon Jeter (00:00:25): Connecting the dots with Dr. Wilmer Leon, where the analysis of politics, culture, and history converge? Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:00:32): Welcome to the Connecting the Dots podcast with Dr. Wilmer Leon. I'm Wilmer Leon. Here's the point. We have a tendency to view current events as though they happen in a vacuum, failing to understand the broader historical context in which a lot of these events occur. During each episode, my guests and I have probing, provocative, and in-depth discussions that connect the dots between these events and the broader historic context in which they occur. This enables you to better understand and analyze the events that impact the global village in which we live. Black Agenda report has a piece entitled How the Democratic Party Committed Suicide by Biting the Black Hands That Feed It On today's episode. The issues before us are, as I stated at the top, has the party in fact committed suicide and has the African-American community allowed itself to be taken for granted and thereby to advantage of for insight into this? (00:01:35): And for answers to these questions, let's turn to my guest. He's a former foreign correspondent for the Washington Post. He's the co-author of a Day Late and a Dollar Short, dark Days and Bright Nights in Obama's post-Racial America. His work can be found at Patreon as well as Black Republic Media. He's the author of this piece. He is John Jeter brother John Jeter. Welcome back. The pleasure is all mine, brother. Thank you for having me. You opened your piece as follows, the Democratic Party dug its own grave decades ago when it began trying to siphon voters from the Republican party or the GOP by appealing to conservatives and ignoring the needs of its strong base of African-American people. If political parties were prominent people, you'd have stumbled upon this obituary. Today, the Democratic Party, one half of America's longstanding ruling duopoly, and the author of political movements as disparate as Jim Crow and the New Deal died Wednesday, July 24. It was 196 sources said the cause was suicide following along illness. John, that's incredibly, incredibly creative. I've gone through the coroner's report. I can't make heads nor tails when it comes to the cause of Speaker 3 (00:02:58): Death. Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:02:59): So what was the cause of death on July 24th? Speaker 3 (00:03:03): It sort of slit death by a thousand cuts, but slitting your throat a thousand times slowly over the years. Man, I really, that piece really meant something to me. I am, as I think you would say, you are a man of a certain age and I remember very clearly Jesse Jackson's 1984 and 88 campaigns for President. I remember the energy and the excitement. I remember, even though I was just in my teens and early twenties, I remember that it was electric, those campaigns. And then I remember Bill Clinton running for president and I voted for Bill Clinton. But I remember thinking, I remember holding my nose while I voted because I remember Bill Clinton lecturing Jesse Jackson about Sister Soldier lecturing black people going to black church, lecturing black people about how we have failed Martin Luther King. And I didn't quite understand it other than I thought, well, bill Clinton is like most white people I know, racists most, not all the most. (00:04:13): And I just wrote it off as that when I was a young journalist at the Detroit Free Press. Later, I got to Washington the same time as Bill Clinton In 1993, January of 1993, I got to the Washington Post, and it sort of dawned on me over the years, particularly as I heard democratic presidents and democratic candidates for President repeat these same tropes scolding black people. I remember, and I was in a very different place at this point, but I remember Barack Obama talking down the black people in a way that just really offended me, scolding black fathers for their failure to raise their kids when a study at that time had been produced, which showed that black men who are separated from their families are actually better parents, actually spend more quality time with their kids than any other ethnic group. Barack Obama telling a black church, I believe it was in South Carolina, that a good plan for economic development would be to stop throwing Popeye's chicken wrappers out of your car window, right? (00:05:23): Just the infantilization of the black voting block, black electorate. And it struck me that this is by design. They're talking to white people. And then this is only in the last few years where I read David Roder, the labor economist, labor, labor historian, I'm sorry, who wrote about the Reagan Democrats in Michigan, who we elected the blue collar white workers who we elected Ronald Reagan, president who crossed over to elect Ronald Reagan president. And how his polling showed that their main motivation was race or racism, I should say. They did not like black people. They defined black people as pulling down the party. And they divided Democrats as people who catered to blacks who were lazy welfare, all the tropes that were popularized by, built by Ronald Reagan. And it struck me that the Democrats in 92, the astrophysicists, I believe they talk about solar systems that are so distant, you can't see the sun, but you can tell by the movement of the planets that there is indeed a solar system by the movement of the stars and the planets that there is indeed a sun there, that it is indeed a solar system. (00:06:43): No one really wrote it down really. Although the poster Stanley Stanley, I can't remember his name now, but the post of the Greenberg for the Democrats, he came close, but we can see by their actions that the Democrats in 1992 especially were wrestling with how to win the White House after they had been exiled by 12 years of Republican rule. And they decided they chose between Jesse Jackson's campaign, which was trying to reunite that New Deal coalition, tenuous as it was, but it was still a new deal, coalition of black and white workers, and then Ronald Reagan's approach, which was to basically return to the old Southern Democrats, George Wallace, basically, and refusing to be out in worded right, keeping up this racist animosity and resentment. Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:07:40): I think that was Strom Thurman who originally made that quote, I will never be. Right. Speaker 3 (00:07:45): Right. That's right. That's right. Yeah. George Wallace took it to another level, and I think that that has been the Democrat's problem ever since. And you would think a child could have told them, this is not going to work well for you to antagonize purposefully your base, but this is the moment we're in where you see the Democrats, it's almost like a circus, a dog and pony show where Democrats spend four years openly denouncing or renouncing their black base and then in the election year trying to make up for it, trying to gin up the black vote. It is almost like this awkward dance that they're doing. And now we're seeing the culmination, because this has been going on pretty much for the last 30 years. I think Obama was the Navy or the Zenith, depending on how you want to look at it. But I think that it's really run its course. I think it's possible Kamala Harris can win this election, but even if that is the case after four years in office, the Democrats are a spent force. They can't continue this dance. Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:08:52): So to those who would say, well, wait a minute, John, how can you say that the party is biting the hand that feeds it when you've had a President Barack Obama from 2009 to 2017, and they are set as we assume that when they come out of their convention in a couple of weeks, that Kamala Harris will be the nominee for 2024. So how do you answer those folks who say, well, they're not taking us for granted. Let's assume that she wins in November. They've had two African American presidents. We could talk about African Jamaican, but we'll just put Kamala in the box over 20 year span, Speaker 3 (00:09:48): And they've completely ignored, completely frustrated black demands, right? You think about Kamala Harris. Well, Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:09:57): Barack Obama told us we didn't make any demands, which is why we didn't get anything. When he was asked that question. His answer was, you didn't demand anything. Yeah. Speaker 3 (00:10:06): And I would have to say, he's actually got to give the devil this dude. He was right on that one. Hey, look, the 2008, what they did, what the Democrats did in pushing Barack Obama passed Hillary Clinton was a stroke of genius. It really was. They had the perfect candidate to whip up to generate this black excitement, excitement in the black community, which at that same time, they were ripping off through these subprime mortgages, right, which were disproportionately aimed at blacks, black homeowners. And what they did by pushing Obama to the fore, the Democrats, I'm talking about bringing blacks, gin up the black vote, getting blacks excited about someone who at that point, Barack just didn't have much of a record for serving the black community. But he went on in his eight years in office to openly excoriate sc disappoint the black community. And in fact, I think you could argue that in terms of black people, I'm 59, I'll be 60 years old in January. (00:11:12): I would argue that Barack Obama has been the worst president in my lifetime for blacks. What I mean by that is the opportunity that he had in 2008 during the Great Recession, the opportunity that he had to actually begin to redistribute, and I'm not talking about socialism or communism. I'm talking about just redistributing wealth, just shaving off a portion of that onerous debt that many of us had accrued through these illegal, that's not my term, that's the FBI term illegal loans, fraudulent loans that the lenders made, and he could have shaved off proportion of that debt revived consumer buying power as we speak. We're talking, we're in the midst of the Wall Street, has seen a week really of decline. And the reasons, because Barack Obama set this in motion by not responding to the asset bubble in 2008, that asset bubble popped. (00:12:14): Usually how you deal with an asset bubble is you shave off a portion of the debt and you put people in jail to disincentivize a fraud, but you shave off a portion of the debt because that will revive buying power. Barack Obama didn't do that. He actually threw more money at the lenders. And so right now we don't have body power and who's leading that? African American. So I say that to say, to answer your question, that the blacks who have been candidates for high office, particularly for the White House, have been put there because they will participate. They will join in on this dance of scolding black people for the benefit of the white vote, and then doing this dance, this sort of vaudevillian kind of act where they, every four years talk about what they've done for the black community, what they're going to do for the black community, how much they love black people. (00:13:11): And I think it's run its course. I feel that it's run its course. And let me just end with this. And I really do believe that the legacy of Barack Obama, we've always had class tension within the black community. Now I think we're going to see the eruption of a real civil war, a real class war within the black community where the black elected officials are very much like conservatives and very much like white liberals. I think we're getting to a point now where we're going to see that the fault lines are very sharply drawn and the black elected officials, black celebrities, van Jones and Jay-Z and Bakari Sellers, that all these people are going to be seen as class enemies to the working class black community and the people who are its allies. Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:13:57): A couple of things. One, you mentioned the asset bubble and former President Obama giving the money back, basically bailing out the banks and not bailing out the homeowners. And I remember because to your point, that would've been the move. Don't give the money to the banks, deal with the loans, and that way you would've enabled people to stay in their homes. You would've been able to maintain the integrity of a number of neighborhoods, even down to the level of public schools and public school budgets because they get their money from property taxes by maintaining the value of property. There are a whole lot of things, a whole lot of benefits that would've come from that action. Instead of giving the money to the banksters, give the money to the homeowners. And I remember a press conference where former President Obama was asked why he did it the way he did it. And his answer was, and I remember this very clearly, his answer was, I didn't expect the banks to do this. People were asking him, why hasn't the money that you've given to the banks been loaned out? Why hasn't that money been distributed to the communities in need? And he said, I didn't expect the banks to do that. I said, well, man, that's what banks do, Speaker 3 (00:15:23): And maybe you shouldn't have run for president if you don't have that kind of understanding of finance. Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:15:27): Well, but that's the same guy that told the Banksters, I'm the one standing between you and the people with the pitch for us. Speaker 3 (00:15:32): Right? Right. And I believe it was in that same interview, I believe it was where he said that the reason he didn't bail out the homeowners who had been defrauded of their homes to these subprime mortgages, he said he didn't want to invite moral hazard. Well, moral hazard is exactly what he invited. But on behalf of the banks, not on behalf Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:15:52): Of, oh, see, I thought he said Merrill haggard not moral hazard. My bad. I thought he didn't like country and western music. I'm glad. I'm glad you straighten that out for me. And the other thing you mentioned about former President Obama, and what I assume we're going to see from Vice President Harris is they have, I call it menstrual diplomacy. They are being used to sell imperialism and neoliberalism. And because it's coming from them, because Kamala Harris was selling us invading Haiti along with Linda Thomas Greenfield and so many, but because it was black people selling it, then there must not be anything wrong with it. We must be able to go ahead and accept it because of who it is that's selling it to us. I want to read another paragraph from your piece wherein you write, you write, it's important, however, to view Biden as a vital organ to a larger body politic that finally flatlined after failing to address a chronic illness, akin say to a diabetic eating Big Max every day for the past 30 years, Biden does not in fact owe his failed reelection bid to senility, though his cognitive decline is apparent. (00:17:24): But to his party's strategic decision three decades ago, to compete with Ronald Reagan's, GOP for racist, white suburban voters, white suburban voters, by openly repudiating the Democrats electoral base of African-Americans. And that gets to what you just opened with. But I also think it's important for people to understand that by taking us for granted and by allowing ourselves to be taken for granted, the Democrats know we're not going anywhere. And so that enables them to speak to a lot of issues while actually appealing to that white middle class male voter because they don't want to appear to be a party that's too black. They don't want to appear to be a party that's catering to black people. John Che. Speaker 3 (00:18:23): No, that's exactly right. I think I ride with black people. I rock with black people. I will to the day I die, particularly the black working class. My father was a UAW member. And as much as the unions are fraught with racism, I still claim the working class. That's the class I was born into in the class I will die in. Although if I hit the lottery, I guess I'll be a Cadillac Communist at that point. Maybe. In Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:18:50): Fact, really quickly, really simply, the CIO was we got the AFL CIO because the A FL was racist and okay, Speaker 3 (00:19:03): Yeah, that's exactly right. And then the CIO turned racist. But that's another story. But no, this is really a choice that the Democrats made, which just shows how unimagined they were. If they had followed Jesse Jackson's model pulling more and more people, which by the way was what RFK planned to do before he was assassinated, was to pull more and more people into the tech, younger people, it's very conceivable they would've never have lost an election over the last 30 years. Right? It's very conceivable. We have 110, a hundred million voters at least every year who are eligible to vote, who don't vote. Pulling those people in more of those people in by giving them something to vote for would be a winning strategy, a sustainable strategy. The Democrats just relied on their own. They just reverted to reform, right? Racist Democrats like Bill Clinton, like Ben Pitchfork, Tillman, that's who they're, and they can't sort of snap out of that. (00:20:10): And so now they're stuck. They're stuck with this dance. It's very awkward dance, performative blackness. That's what Barack Obama is. That's what Kamala Harris, they perform, but they're not radical black political actors because if they were, and we have to bear some of the responsibility for this failure. We black people who have historically been the most sophisticated voters in the United States since they ran Barack Obama, we have for some reason forgotten that we have agency in this that if just sit and wait four years to go cast a ballot for whoever they put up for us to vote, that we might well be buried under a ton of ash, like some lost city of Pompeii or whatever. Because our parents and our grandparents knew much like they did in Chicago with Harold Washington, they faced the same dilemma. The Democrats just basically crapping on them and then asked them for their vote. (00:21:17): And they decided in 1982 that, oh, well, we'll just get our own candidate to run. And they got Harold Washington. They drove each other to the polls, they registered voters. They raised money even though they didn't have much. They raised money and they got him by the finish line right now, it won't look the same way now probably. But the point is that they used their imagination. They didn't just sit there and say, oh, well, this is who we got to vote for. They did something about, they demonstrated their own agency. We need to get back to that. But lemme just say this too, on that point, I do feel though that this isn't a way, a culmination of what Malcolm said when he said, I think there will be another civil war in this country, but it won't be black versus white. There'd be the haves versus the havenots. (00:22:01): And I believe we are getting closer to that. You see now these campus protests that emerged over the spring, which were led by the vanguard of which was Jewish people and Arab people and black people, I think that's going to be the coming revolution where we see what's happening in Gaza, rightfully so, has become the moral center of the universe. But that cause Gaza, which of course does not speak well with Kamala Harris, that cause I believe is going to intersect. We already see it intersecting with other causes. Cop city in Atlanta, right, the Jim Crow justice system. We see it intersecting with these other causes. That's how revolutions are born. So I say all that to say that I think that the Democrats are going to be on the wrong side of history. I think this deal, they struck this Carthage Genian peace deal that black Democrats have struck with the party. I think that it has run its courts and the people no longer have any use for it. I don't know if Trump or Ka Harris is going to be the next president, but I know that the American people are going to lose either way. Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:23:12): And I think evidence to what it is that you've just articulated in terms of this confluence of interest between Jewish Americans, between Arab Americans and African Americans, we're seeing now how Republicans are taking control at the electoral board level, the local electoral board level. They are now denying elections. They are now failing to certify elections. And this is something that people need to pay very, very close attention to because they are gaining control of the apparatus itself. And when they get control of the apparatus itself, then that's going to make our challenges even that much more difficult in terms of challenges, in terms of electoral politics, is going to make our challenges even harder to be successful at when you have members of election boards that fail to certify elections, not because they find wrongdoing in the process, but simply because the candidate that they backed. Look at Donald Trump gave this speech. He was in Atlanta today, I think it was Sunday or Monday, and he's pointing to people in the crowd that are at his campaign rally who are members of the county Boards of Election, and he's applauding them and lauding them for how loyal they are to his efforts. Speaker 3 (00:24:48): Oh, wow. I did not realize that. And that's very dangerous because these elections, these presidential elections tend to be battles of attrition who can do more to turn to vote, which means that they're very slim margins. So I mean, if Donald Trump has a little bit of leverage with the elections board in Milwaukee and Detroit and Philadelphia, you might as well hand the presidency over to him now. So this is something else. Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:25:17): Well, and that's why he is saying, Christians, after this election, you won't need to vote. I mean, he is saying to people, oh, I've got this. I don't even need your vote. I've got this. And after this election, you won't need to vote. And that goes back to, and I think this went over the heads of a lot of folks. His key advisor, the guy that's in jail now went to jail. Speaker 3 (00:25:50): Oh, baton. Baton. Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:25:51): Steve Baton said, our objective is the deconstruction of the administrative state. Steve Bannon was very, very clear about Trump's objective is to deconstruct the administrative state. And I don't think many people paid attention to that. And that is what we see with the January 6th attack on the Capitol with they're getting their talons into local boards of election with this whole project 2025, which isn't new. It's all wine in new bottles. But all of those things are culminating with the Donald Trump. Speaker 3 (00:26:44): Yeah, no, it's really a historic time. We don't know how it's going to turn out. But I mean, if you look at the situation on the ground and Nazi Germany, say in 1934, it'd be very similar to what we're seeing now with this demagogue clearly rising up. And then you see all the other parties in Germany, although we only have one here in the United States, you see all the other parties sort of seeding that ground to this demagogue and the people who support him. And that's shaping up here. And the Democrat, again, it could be an opportunity for the Democrats to actually say, okay, we're going to step in and we're going to restore democracy, but they don't really care about democracy. How do we know the same people who are complaining about January 6th? And the Trump supporters who wanted to overturn the election just announced that the winner of the election in Venezuela is the guy who came in second passed the post, right? (00:27:38): And then the silliness. Well, we believe that the election was stolen. The Carter Center, Jimmy Carter has called the elections in Venezuela, the freest and fairest he has ever observed. Correct. National lawyers, gu, when they're now, and they said, no, this election is fine, but we're going to say that this guy who's a conservative in a country that is 13% black, and probably half of them are of mixed race, we're going to say this white conservative went in there and over and basically beat the socialist party, the Olaine revolution that has been in power since 1998. And not just beat 'em, but beat 'em by 34 percentage points, I Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:28:22): Believe. Now, I was calling this out months ago, and folks, you need to really understand this, and there are numerous, if you go to Oroco Tribune or you go to venezuelan analysis.com, you'll find plenty of articles on this. So the United States started backing the Russian, the Venezuelan conservative candidate, marina Machado Speaker 3 (00:28:50): Machado, Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:28:52): And then she was convicted by the Venezuelan Supreme Court and found to have been basically an unregistered foreign agent. She was operating, I think, on behalf of Peru, I think it was Peru, against the interest of Venezuela. So they said, you are, because you have been operating as this agent for another country against Venezuelan interests, you can't run in the election. So the United States started backing her, knowing she couldn't run, and then they found the Gonzalez, the guy that replaced her, but he's basically her mouthpiece. And I was saying all along the United States is backing her, knowing she can't win, and then backing Gonzalez, knowing he can't win, so that when they lose, they will claim the election was fraud. And that's exactly, now here's the problem. So the United States goes in to Venezuela and they try to ment civil unrest the same way that Victoria Newland went into Madan Square. (00:30:12): That's right. And overthrew the democratically elected government in Ukraine leading us to where we are now in Ukraine. The difference between, or one of the differences between Ukraine and Venezuela, or a couple differences. One, the people are armed. There is a armed popular militia that when the bell rings, or as George Clinton would say, when the horn blow, you better be ready to go. They come in the street packing. In fact, we know this, when we had what we call the Bay of Piglets, about a year and a half ago, some American mercenaries tried to float their way into Venezuela, and they were stopped by a group of Venezuelan fishermen that arrested these guys damn near killed them, but exposed them for trying to come into the country to overthrow the government. So you've got a very strong citizen, heavily armed citizen militia in Venezuela. And here's the other thing. It's not about Maduro. No, it's about the Bolivarian revolution. Speaker 3 (00:31:28): That's right. That's right. Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:31:28): These folks are Speaker 3 (00:31:32): Right. Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:31:33): Ugo Chavez is the man. So they see Maduro not as Maduro. They see Maduro as an agent of the revolution. Speaker 3 (00:31:46): That's right. That's right. Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:31:47): I'll make one more statement about this because you know more about this than I do. I'm going to make this point. This is hyperbole, but I want to say they would say, Nicholas Maduro be damned. It's about the revolution. It's not about him as an individual. And so long as he stays true to the revolution, they will stay true to him. When they see him deviate, he's done. Speaker 3 (00:32:17): I could not agree with you more. I have not stepped foot in Venezuela in 20 years, although I talked to people who are still on the ground there every once in a while. I'm going to tell you something, man, I have never seen, and I've lived in South Africa, I've been through most of Africa, through half of South America. I've never seen France. Nan talked about the need for revolutions make to create the new man, the new woman, a different consciousness. I'm not sure I ever knew what that meant until I went to Venezuela. They really have a different consciousness. Now, I'm going to be honest with you. I think a lot of that was Hugo Chavez. I mean, it really does come down, man. He was as brilliant. I've met Mandela, who I think highly of. I met Mugabi. I never met a man who's more charismatic, more powerful, more visionary than he was. (00:33:09): Robert, I met later in life. I don't know what he was like earlier. Same with Mandela. But Chavez was visionary, and I so have to say that so much of this revolution is doing his understanding. When the United States organized a coup in 2002, the people, they weren't as well armed. They didn't have the malicious then, although some of them had armed the people because the government, the news media, which was controlled by the wealthy, the oligarchs in Venezuela, they told the people that Hugo Chavez is on the beach and she would kicking it with Fidel Castro. The people had these hammer radios. They got on the ham radio and said, nah, that ain't what happened. He would never abandon us like that. I think he's a mirror for us. Let's go get 'em mostly with pots and pan. And you can look at, there's a documentary, I can't remember the name of the documentary. (00:33:58): It's black women who were in the front pots and pans, and look, you're going to give him back. Right? And they did. Right. It took a couple days. It took a little while, right? About two days, right. Cause like I said, they mostly just had pots and pan. But thank God back. Now, look, I think that the vote, which was the closest, it's been, I think in 28 and 20, 26 years now, the vote just a little bit beyond 50% from Mad Gerald. I think it was 53. I want to say it was like 53, 46 or something like that. Yeah, I saw 51 to 44, but something like that. But anyway, it's a diminished margin. I mean, they have had inflation. These sanctions have taken an effect. And I know the people I talked to on the ground, I lived in Ecuador for a year or so a few years ago, and you saw more and more people coming to Ecuador who were disillusioned with the BOLO volume revolution. (00:34:52): And these are people who would've been supportive, people who were of color, mestizos, no blacks, but mestizos. Anyway, so I do think that it's lost a little bit of its luster. But this is what I know, they did not put up a right wing candidate was talking about taking Venezuela back to what it was in 1989 before what they call, I think they called the characters Z. When the president basically told the Venezuela one day we're not going to convert to neoliberalism and ratchet up the bus prices and all that. And the next day they went to work and the bus prices had doubled. And so there was this ride, and that's what produced hug job is. So what I'm saying is that there's a of the Venezuelan voter, the average Venezuelan, I wish we had it here in the United States because they understand as Fred, I know you're going to get sick of me quoting Fred Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:35:47): Hampton. Right? I'll never get sick of you quoting Fred Hampton. Speaker 3 (00:35:50): But it's like the Venezuelans understand. I wish we understood it. I wish you peace if you willing to fight for it. The Venezuelans, they live by that, right? And so, I don't know. I can't tell you, the United States is very powerful, even though we're a diminished force, I can't tell you they'll always be able to hold off the United States, but they're going to have to fight them for Venezuela. Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:36:10): So we started this with your piece, how the Democratic Party committed suicide by biting the hands that feed it. And the way that we got to this discussion about Venezuela was a discussion about democracy and how Joe Biden tells us democracy is on the ballot. And Kamala Harris, the democracy is on the ballot. And Donald Trump democracy, we ought to protect democracy while we're going around the world, overthrowing democracies. That's why we're fighting in Vene in Ukraine because the United States overthrew the democratically elected government. We're trying to have regime change in Russia while the Russians, you can talk about their form of government, all you want to, it is democratic by their definition. And he was democratically elected. We can talk about Syria, we can talk about what they're trying to do in China as it relates to Taiwan. We can talk about what's going on in Gaza. We keep talking about we're defending democracy in Israel, democracy for who Speaker 3 (00:37:19): Democracy. Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:37:19): You even have, there are even Jews in Israel that aren't a part of the Democratic. So that's how we, so, okay. I just wanted to kind of bring us all back to this vice President, Kamala Harris, and still use the word presumptive, because even though she got the vote she needed through the Zoom process, they're going to have a convention which I will attend as a journalist not carrying anybody's banner. Speaker 3 (00:37:56): You sure you don't have that vote blue? No banner who? Banner at home you going to take Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:38:03): No. So, okay, so now she has announced her running mate, and Tim Walsh has debuted as her VP pick in Philly. And my question to you relative to this, is the story that Harris selected Waltz to be her running mate, or is the story that she did not select Pennsylvania governor Josh Shapiro, as the team gets ready to kick off its five state tour, which of those, and they both could be the story, but because we kept hearing that she was going to, A lot of people thought Shapiro was going to be the pick and the fact that they were kicking off in Philly, and now they're not awkward, but which one is the story? Speaker 3 (00:39:18): Yeah, that's a great question. I have to say, if I had to bet money, if I had to bet the farm, I would say that the Democrats are going to lose this election. But I do think Waltz is probably the best choice that she could have made. Shapiro would've been catastrophic, I think just because whether exactly, whether they want to admit it or not, Zionism is on the ballot, right? Right. We know Kamala has said she's a Zionist, right? We know she's had meetings with APAC in which she has asked for it not to be recorded. She is a Zionist. She supports Israel's right to defend itself when it has no such, right? No more so than the Nazis did in Germany. Anyway. So waltz, I think really Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:40:02): Minute. Wait a minute, wait a minute. I need to say. So folks can clearly understand that you are stating that Israel does not have the right to defend itself. That statement is based upon international law, Speaker 3 (00:40:21): Law, Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:40:21): Law. Yes. You're not making this up, right. Kamala Harris coming out and saying, Israel has the right to defend itself as a prosecutor. She should know better because that's wrong. It is just, you might as well say the world is flat and the sun revolves around the earth. The world is not flat, even though when you stand out on the horizon, it looks that way. It ain't necessarily so, and the sun does not revolve around the earth. Speaker 3 (00:40:56): And the rest of the world knows this. Right? The Palestinians are an occupied people. You have the right to, that's why Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:41:02): They're called oppress occupied Speaker 3 (00:41:05): Territory's not right. International law. It's not international law. We'll Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:41:08): Continue, but I just want to be very, very clear on that point. Speaker 3 (00:41:12): Yeah. I just think it's so interesting though. I mean, it seems to me that their choice of, am I pronouncing his name right? Waltz? Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:41:20): Waltz. Waltz. Waltz. No, WALZ. Speaker 3 (00:41:24): Wall. Okay. Waltz. Okay. I think it's a concession to the anti-Zionist protests that I still think are going to be a very big factor in this convention. Chicago is home to the biggest, the largest Palestinian population in the country. And Lord knows how many black people are going to come out and support because they're protesting their mayor there who did a mini, he's a Obama Mini me ran, left, and is governing, right? So it does seem like it's like the best choice. It gives them a shot. He softens their edges, Kamala's edges, the Biden Harris administration's edges in terms of Zionism. But it softens his edges. It doesn't eliminate, from what I understand, he still supports Israel, right? Absolutely. And I don't know. Look, one thing we have to be honest about now is that the media is very much complicit in this game that the Democrats are running, and that's what it is. (00:42:26): The media is very complicit in this. And so are they going to really ask the Harris ticket, Kamala Harris' ticket to tough questions? I don't know. But you'd have to assume that somewhere between now and November that they're going to be confronted in a very public fashion with this question though. Well, what are you going to do about Israel? And that's why I see them losing this race, if nothing else. And I know that foreign policy does not often decide a presidential election, but I think given the state of the first live stream genocide in history, which Daily is bringing these unbearable images into our homes, that combined with their failure to do anything for their black base, especially black men, I have a hard time seeing a path to victory for the Democratic party. Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:43:19): Well, staying in that region. Another thing that folks, you got to stay tuned because these dynamics are changing minute by minute, Hassan Nala, the head of Hezbollah, came out and said, look, we are going to respond. Lemme take a step back. Secretary of State was telling us, Monday, 24 hours, 24 hours, and we expect that Iran is going to respond with man you Speaker 3 (00:43:57): Like he knows. Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:44:00): So Cassandra Sharla comes out and says, well, we're going to respond, and now we don't care what the outcome is. He came out Monday in a very clear speech and said, we are going to respond. We're going in hard, and we don't care what you do. Anah in Yemen saying, please send missiles our way, because every missile you send towards us is a missile you can send in the Palestine. Now, this is the poorest country in the world, the poorest country in the world. They have shut down. I'm talking about Yemen. Yemen, they have shut down the Red Sea. You can't get nothing in or out of the Red Sea. There's a port in Israel called the Port of OT has gone bankrupt because Ansara Allah has been sending missiles into the port of ot, like 13, 1400 miles away. And they're saying, we welcome the fight. Look, that's some smoke you don't want, Speaker 3 (00:45:36): Right? Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:45:37): Because if we were in South central la, this would be the bloods and the Crips saying, I'm about that life. Speaker 3 (00:45:45): Right? Right. The ties and Hezbollah and Hezbollah, you know that about that life. They handed a behind whooping to Israel in 2006, which Israel's never forgotten, right? No. And the ties, I mean, man mean you talk about solidarity. I mean, they, they're what anybody who says they're a revolutionary aspires to be a revolutionary needs to look at. They have a picture. We can take the picture. Well, no, maybe don't take the picture Martin Luther King down, maybe put the Houthis right next to it everywhere kitchen. Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:46:19): And see, they're not new to this game. Speaker 3 (00:46:23): No. Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:46:24): When Anah, I believe means a helper of God, Speaker 3 (00:46:30): Know that, Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:46:31): And I believe that comes from the time of the prophet. May peace be upon him. They traced their lineage that far back when he came through that region, they were assisting him. Speaker 3 (00:46:46): Oh, I did not know that. Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:46:48): So when that's your psyche, when that's your North star look, when Mike Tyson tells you to stop kicking the back of his seat on an airplane, you might want to stop kicking his backseat back of his seat on airplane. Speaker 3 (00:47:02): You might consider doing what he says. Yeah. I Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:47:05): Dunno if you remember that story. Yeah, Speaker 3 (00:47:06): I do. I do. Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:47:07): When they had to carry that guy off of the plane Speaker 3 (00:47:10): And he got off lucky Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:47:13): Because he was able, he survived the assault. Speaker 3 (00:47:15): And I Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:47:16): Don't mean assault in illegal term ass whooping. So anyway, anyway, all of this, I bring this up again, folks. I'm trying to connect these dots. We get into September and October, vice President Harris may be asking questions about the regional war that is ongoing, because that's where we're headed. That's what Israel wants. They are trying to bait the United States into a conflict in the region. And now you've got the supreme leader in Iran saying to Hezbollah, go ahead on, do what you got to do. He's not saying, pump your brakes. Partner saying, do what you got to do. And he's saying, do what you got to do, because we about to do what we got to do. Speaker 3 (00:48:17): We about to put in that work too. And I don't mean to be glib about it, man, this is a horrible thing that's happening. But you've got to look at it. Americans really need to look at it in context. Context. Wait minute. Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:48:27): Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Don't send your money yet, because there's a bamboo steamer that comes with this deal. Turkey Toa, Speaker 3 (00:48:34): Right? Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:48:36): Erwan is saying we in it too. He says, if we have to go in now, he can be a funny dude. Speaker 3 (00:48:43): Yeah. Yeah. Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:48:45): He is at least saying, oh, if we got to go in, we're going in. Speaker 3 (00:48:51): Yeah. This is a perfect storm. I mean, this is the worst perfect storm I've ever seen in my lifetime. You've got this on the one side you've got, and you really think about it, this revolutionary consciousness that has been strengthened and amplified by Israel's decision to commit genocide in front of cameras. And then when we say, yo man, that's the genocide. They say, what's your point? Right? This is the end of Israel. Your Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:49:22): Problem is, Speaker 3 (00:49:23): Yeah, exactly. As we know it, Israel, Israel will never go back to what it was on October 6th of last year. It just won't. Right? It's not going to happen. And the United States, I don't think it's going to go back to what it was on October 6th of last year, either what it's going to be, I don't know. But this is, we're really seeing the end of it, and you can see it in a couple things. One is the congealing of this resistance movement in the Middle East against the white settler colonialism of Israel and the United States and the West. You see it with the bricks whose GDP cumulatively has surpassed the United States. Russia, I believe, has said at reported, they're arming the Houthis. Right? They're arming the Houthis. I've read the, but I dunno if it's true or not, right? And then you've got the peace day resistance, a recession. (00:50:12): Oh, I didn't even think about that. Right? You've got, in the Sahel region in Africa, you've got this resistance is forming, and you've got all of Africa starting to sort of assert itself and say, wait a minute, why do we need these people who speak French, who speak English in here, telling us what to do? They claim to be the boss. Why do they take our resources out? Pay us nothing, take our resources out. You've got that congealing, and then you've got the peace state resistance. You've got that also in South America, although it's in bits and starts, the pink tides kind of a ebb and of flow. But then you've got the peace state resistance, which is what some economists and financial people believe is, at the very least, a very brave and very deep recession. And some people are saying, could be the greatest depression, the greatest depression that the world has ever seen. And there are numbers. I mean, United States has never been 35 trillion in debt. Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:51:07): That Speaker 3 (00:51:07): Never Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:51:08): Happened against a $25 trillion GDP. Speaker 3 (00:51:11): I mean, come on, man. So we've got a lot of issues said Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:51:16): That, try to get a mortgage with that bank balance, Speaker 3 (00:51:19): Man. I was looking at the loans for, and then we've got credit card debt up the kazoo, and the average interest rate, I believe is 25% of these credit card rates. And we're dealing with all these, no, that's the problem. We're not dealing with these problems. We don't address, we don't face these problems. Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:51:34): So all of that, I wrote a piece, you're with her, but is she with you? Yeah. And the piece is contrary to what many people want to say. It's not anti Kamala. It's pro us. Yes. The question in the piece is, what are you as an African-American community demanding from her? And we have just articulated a number of very important issues that are and will impact how much you pay for a pack of chicken wings, a gallon of milk, and a loaf of bread Speaker 3 (00:52:18): Question. Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:52:19): So it's great that she's an AKA. It's great that she went to Howard. It's great that she can do what she do, but what does she stand for? What if you go to her website right now, zero policy, zero, not nary policy reference, Speaker 3 (00:52:47): But she has Megan, the stallion, twerking for Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:52:49): Her. Oh, well, then that gets my Speaker 3 (00:52:51): Vote. I'm just saying, Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:52:53): Hey, I, amen. Speaker 3 (00:52:55): You know what, Earl? You know what Earl but said about black voters, right? Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:52:59): Go ahead. Speaker 3 (00:53:01): I dunno if I can repeat it here, but all we want is a warm toilet seat. A tight, tight, what was it? And a pair of shoe apparently to say, Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:53:17): So here's folks, here's the question. Politics. We are so caught up in the politics of personality and the politics of phenotype. We are trying to defend, oh, Donald Trump said she isn't black. Who cares when a pack of chicken wings is $21 a pack, when organic, a gallon of organic milk is $12 a gallon. That matters to me. I drink organic milk. Why are we so caught up in that? When your tax dollars are funding genocide, when your tax dollars are paying the salaries and the retirement of Ukrainians, and you don't have a retirement plan, your pension plan went out the window 25 years ago. That's right. We're paying Ukrainian pensions and healthcare. And healthcare and education budgets are numeric representations of priority. Speaker 3 (00:54:36): That's right. That's right. A moral document, as King said. That's Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:54:40): Right. And we keep being told, we don't have the money. We don't have the money, but F sixteens just landed in Ukraine, which I'll say in the next 10 days will probably be blown into rubble. But we're sending F sixteens. So Lockheed Martin is happy. John Jeter, am I hating black women because I'm questioning policy issues related. Oh, we have to give her a chance. What did Barack Obama say when members of the Black Press said, you didn't really do anything for the black community, said you did not demand anything. Speaker 3 (00:55:34): Yeah. Yeah. Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:55:36): Frederick Douglas says, power yields nothing without demand. It never has. And it never will. That's Speaker 3 (00:55:43): Right. That's right. Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:55:44): But when I asked the question, well, what are you demanding? Oh, no, Wilmer. See, you have to give her a chance. Oh, here's the other. I'll make, explain. Now I'm going to turn it over to you. So you've got folks like Simone Sanders that say, well, she's been vice president for four years. Kamala has earned it. And then you say, but wait a minute. So while she was vice president, what'd she do? Oh, well, you have to understand that vice presidents, those jobs, their job description is really very vague, and you can't really expect, well, no. See, you can't have it both ways, Speaker 3 (00:56:23): Right? That's right. You Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:56:24): Can't tell me she earned it by being vice president. And then when I ask you, well, what did she do? You can't tell me. Well, she didn't do anything because vice presidents don't do anything. John Jeter. Speaker 3 (00:56:35): Yeah. We really need to raise our level of play. All Americans do, but particularly African Americans, because we have historically been the vanguard of this revolution, of the revolution in the United States, a progressive working class revolution. We need to raise our level of play. We need to deepen our understanding of politics. We need to do exactly as you say, we need to develop a list of demands, make them and stick to them. I'll try to say this very succinctly. I'm coming out with a new book in September next month, class War in America, how the elites divide the nation by asking, are you a worker or are you white? I began the book talking about a political movement in the 1870s in the reconstruction period in Virginia where blacks were the majority of a political party called the read adjusters. Poor whites, mostly farmers and blacks in Virginia, who decided to team up and to the elites of both parties, Republicans and Democrats were trying to take their tax money and pay the bonds, the money that was loaned to Virginia by the wealthy, the aristocrats, the Confederates, the people who really were responsible for the war, the Civil War. (00:57:55): And they said they wanted to pay exorbitant interest rates 6%, which would be actually pretty low these days. This coalition said, no, we won't do it. So this group, the Readjusts, they lowered interest rates, they Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:58:07): Readjusted the loans. Speaker 3 (00:58:09): They spent this money on schools and things like that. They started feeling themselves, and the white party leader said, well, the blacks were saying, well, we want also, we want enter the whipping post. We want this and we want that. And the whites in that party, the adjusters didn't hear 'em. They didn't feel 'em, right? So they didn't do it. So the brother said, because it's just black men who voted at that time, although we know that their black women supported them in this. But black men said, okay, cool. So the next election, the readjust lost everything. And they realized, to their credit, they said, oh, they were serious. And so when they returned to power, they did everything the brother said, they eliminate the whipping votes. In the book, there's a point where they talk about the Patronist jobs. They handed out to blacks because black were 60% of this party. There's a postmaster who said, I think it was 1881. He said, my office is so full of blacks, or might have said colors at that time. My office is so full of colors. It looks like Africa in here, right? This is 1881. So I said, that's the same in Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:59:18): Virginia. Speaker 3 (00:59:18): In Virginia, the heart of the Confederacy, right? 1881, people read this and they said, I was lying. I did not make it up. It is a true fact, as we say, right? We need to return to that mindset, that understanding. We need the people in Venezuela like the Houthis, like the Lebanese, the Hezbollah, Lebanon. We need to return to that level of understanding and raise our revolutionary metabolism. Look, man, as Fred Hampton said last time, I'll quote Fred Hampton today, if you say you want to do something revolutionary, but you say, I'm too young to die, you don't realize you are already dead. It's a lot of dead men walking in this country right Dr. Wilmer Leon (00:59:59): Now. John Jeter, my brother, thank you for joining me today. Speaker 3 (01:00:05): My pleasure, man. Always a pleasure. Dr. Wilmer Leon (01:00:08): Folks. Thank you all so much for listening to the Connecting the Dots podcast with me, Dr. Wilmer Leon. Stay tuned for new episodes every week. Also, please follow and subscribe. Go to that Patreon account. Help us out, please. This isn't cheap. We need you to make this work. Leave a review and share the show. Follow us on social media. You can find all the links below in the show description. And remember, this is where the analysis of politics, culture, and history converge. Because talk without analysis is just chatter, and we don't chatter here on connecting the dots. I'm going to see you again next time. Until then, I'm Dr. Wier Leon. Have a great one. Peace. 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 Senior student, Ed; gains a strange new friend.by Krosis. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. Scene 1: The Dream.. or was it?Silence….eternal silence…until it wasn't.Suddenly, a whistling sound broke through the monotonous, noiseless vacuum of space as the meteoroid entered the atmosphere and became, by definition, a meteor. Now awake, the creature within huddled inside the deepest part of the interstellar rock as the outer surface heated up dramatically from the friction. Down, down, the rock fell, parts of it sloughing off as it became red hot and melted away. It became smaller and smaller, and the creature screamed as it felt its own flesh burn.Then the rock, now only slightly larger than its precious payload, hit the surface of the planet, becoming, by definition, a meteorite, and the creature lost consciousness.It came awake. It didn't know how long it had been dormant, but the atmosphere of its new home was cool on its skin, very welcome after the scorching it had taken! It was injured, and needed to replenish its biomass. It cast out, sensing for compatible material, and then slithered toward a structure in the distance.“Fuck me, Ed!”Ed Doughtry, 18 years old, had his hot, bubble-bodied blonde classmate Charisma bent over his living room sofa, her round, tanned ass cheeks bouncing as he rammed his hard cock deep into her wet pussy. She was wearing her cheerleading outfit, the skirt flipped up onto her back, and her panties were long gone.Ed knew that this was a dream. With his less-than-handsome looks, skinny frame and small penis, there was no way outside of dreamland that he would be able to even carry on a stimulating conversation with Charisma, much less have sex with her. But he didn't care…this felt good, and he was going to cum soon!“Cum in my mouth, Ed!” Charisma urged him, and he pulled out. She quickly dropped to her knees and sucked his small but hard cock between her lips. As she started to bob her head on his member, her tongue stimulating the underside, he felt his cum rising.Finally, he grunted his pleasure as his semen splashed into her mouth. Charisma kept sucking his cock, swallowing his seed and making him feel amazing.Munch!“Uh?” Ed looked down. Charisma was chewing on something, and swallowed it down just as he realized that she had taken a bite out of his penis! It hadn't hurt, so, in shock, he hesitated just a moment too long before she opened her mouth and engulfed the rest of it. “Wait–!” he yelled, but it was too late (munch!). His cock, small as it had been, was now entirely gone, chewed off by his dream girl. But where was the blood? he stupidly wondered as he stumbled back. He looked down between his legs, now also strangely free of pubic hair. Aside from his ball sack, he looked like a Ken doll now! He screamed.He sat up in bed, still screaming.Knock knock! “Eddie?” He heard his mother call from the other side of his bedroom door.Ed shook his head. Of course it had been a dream, but that last part had been deranged! “I'm fine, Mom, I just…” He pulled back his bed sheet to confirm that his cock was just as expected. “…what the fuck!”His door flew open. “What is it, Eddie–?” his mother asked, wide-eyed, and then her gaze fell between his legs. “duh.”Ed wanted to cover himself back up, but he could only stare at what was now between his legs. It was a penis, but not his penis; it was much too large, about 8 inches in length, and it was pale blue! As he watched, the long, half-hard phallus danced in his lap, hypnotically, like a snake.He heard his door close and looked up. His mother was just standing there, staring at the blue penis-snake-thing, her mouth open, her eyes glassy. “Mom?” Then he felt a warmth rush through his body, and his eyes fell to his mother's chest, noting how the late thirty-seven year old woman's large breasts pushed out her tight blouse. His gaze fell lower, taking in her round hips and shapely, nylon-clad legs under her skirt. Mrs. Doughtry was a sexy Milf, Ed realized for the first time in his life. He felt his new cock hardening at the sight of her.“It's so beautiful…” Ed's Mom said as she climbed onto the bed with him.“Mom?”She reached forward and took a hold of the blue cock, which was even bigger now…10 inches? Ed gasped…despite it not looking like his own, he felt her warm hand on it, and it felt good! She started to stroke, and he moaned in pleasure. The fact that his own mother was masturbating him should have bothered him, but his body felt primed for sex, no matter who it was with. He lay back and watched his mother stare at his new cock adoringly as she whacked it up and down.“I gotta taste it,” she murmured, and lowered her mouth to take it in.Ed had a momentary fright as he flashed back to his dream, but once her hot, wet mouth surrounded the cock, he lay there and enjoyed the sensation of an experienced woman pleasuring him. His mother's wavy auburn hair fell forward, obscuring her face, which helped to quiet some of the incestuous concerns milling about at the back of his mind as his mother fellated him.If this had been his own cock, he would have probably blown his load by now, he realized. Something about this strange new phallus was increasing his sexual endurance.Zip! His mother unfastened her skirt and then climbed astride him. She rubbed her panty-clad pussy along the hard flesh of his new cock, making them both groan. After a few seconds of this, she reached down, ripped a hole in the crotch of her panty hose, and pulled the gusset of her panties aside. Ed's new cock practically slithered inside his mother's sultry depths.“Oh God…” she moaned, “so big…”Ed, a virgin until that moment, couldn't believe how good pussy felt! His mother's vagina gripped him firmly, and yet it was soft and yielding to his firm flesh. He realized that something was bothering him…when had he started to think of the new cock as his? It wasn't even the same color as his pale pink skin! That thought flew out of his mind as his mother pulled up a bit and then pushed down, taking more than half of his new cock inside herself. It felt so good!With some more effort on her part, she took all of him, the flared head kissing at her cervix. Feeling her son deeper inside her than any other man had ever been, she orgasmed. “Uh-huh!” She felt constricted, and quickly removed her blouse.Ed stared at his mother's D cup breasts, barely restrained by her brassiere as she started to bounce upon him. He felt her nylon-clad legs rubbing against his sides as she rose and fell, sliding up and down his hard member.One one hard thrust, the head of his cock tapped her cervix again and she had another small cum.  She reached back and unfastened her bra, letting her massive mammaries spill forth.“Holy shit!” Ed murmured as his mother's fantastic boobs bobbled above his face. He reached his arms around her to pull her closer to him, and buried his face between those fleshy mounds. He also moved his hands lower, pulling on his mother's hips in order to grind their sexual organs together.She moved upon him faster. Another orgasm was coming, and she rushed toward it.Ed felt his testicles retracting, preparing for his own orgasm. He was strangely unconcerned about his cock being deep inside his mother without the protection of a condom, and he had no idea if she was fertile at that moment. All that mattered was the release; he knew it was going to be big! He took one of his mother's wide nipples into his mouth and sucked.“Uh!” she moaned.Ed felt her pussy clamp down on his cock. That pushed him over the edge, and he instinctively thrust his hips up to get maximum penetration as his cum rushed up his lengthy new cock shaft and hosed the tiny entrance to his mother's womb. “Ah!” he cried out.“Oh!” she moaned huskily as her own son inseminated her, the sensation of his hot cum shooting deep inside her extending her own orgasm.At the mouth of her spasming cervix, small blue spermatozoa pushed and pushed, many slipping through into her womb and heading toward their target.Soon, both of their orgasms complete, mother and child lay there, intertwined and breathing heavily.After a few minutes, Mrs. Doughtry sat back and looked down at her son in horror. “Ed! What did we do?”“Oh shit!” Ed said, finally coming back to himself.“Don't cuss!” his mother admonished him before pulling herself off of his new cock. “Uh…” she moaned in an after orgasm. She recovered and quickly grabbed her clothes. “I don't know what came over me, Ed, but don't tell your father!” Then she was out the door.“Ah, that was what I needed.”Ed heard that voice from all around him, but couldn't see anyone. “Who said that?”“Me! Down here, loverboy.” Ed's new cock twitched.Ed stared at the softening blue phallus, covered in slightly blue-tinged semen. “My penis is talking?”“I sure am, Ed! Call me Perry.”Scene 2: Ed seeks professional help.“Perry?”“Yep! Short for parasite, which is what I am…from outer space! Woo who!”Ed stared at the large blue penis jutting out from between his legs. “You're…an alien parasite?”“Try to keep up, Ed. I'm sure you have lots of questions, so ask ‘them quick; I'm pretty tired.”Ed spread his legs to examine his crotch. His pubic hair was gone, and the entire area replaced with what looked like blue flesh. He was hesitant to touch it, but had to check…he lifted the azure phallus and noted that the color of his ball sack was split vertically, half blue and half his normal pale pink. “Is…is my real penis under…you?” He was still holding the strange alien cock, and was amazed at how he could feel it, as if it was his own.“Sorry, buddy, I ate it when I joined with you. Had to absorb some biomass after the crash.”Ed fell back, his head flopping onto his pillow. His penis was gone?! He wanted to scream!“Nope nope! Take it down a few notches, Ed.”Ed suddenly felt good, euphoric. “Crash?” he asked logily.“What you'd call a meteorite…came down about a half-mile from here.”“So I don't have a penis anymore?” Ed still felt like he was going to throw up.“You have me, Ed! I'm your penis now,” Perry advised him. “You weren't satisfied with your old one, anyway. Not only have I tied myself into your nervous and circulatory systems, so you can feel what I do, but I'm more than twice the size of your old stubby. Plus, as you've seen, I can be very…persuasive!”Ed whacked his palm to his face. “I…we…fucked my Mom!”“Yeah! You're a lucky guy, Ed, having such a Milf under your roof!”“Did you make me interested in her?” Ed asked. “That's never happened before.”“Oh, is there a taboo about breeding with your progenitors here? Shit, I'm sorry, Ed. Well, what's done is done.”“Well, don't make me do it again…Perry…okay?!”“Sure, no problem, buddy. No need anymore.”Ed sat up and looked at Perry. “What does that mean?”“Uh! So tired…gonna have a nap now, dude.”“Perry!” There was no answer, and Ed's new penis was no longer moving on its own.The young man lay back, wondering if it counted as losing your virginity if it wasn't actually your cock that got fucked.“What seems to be the issue, Mr…Smith?” the lady doctor at the clinic asked as she closed the door to the examination room behind her. She had mentioned her name when she walked in, but Ed had already forgotten it, he was so worried. “It says here you're worried about your penis?”Ed was embarrassed. “Um, could I maybe get a male doctor, or someone older?” The pretty woman was in her thirties, with pulled back brown hair and cats-eye glasses.She crossed her arms, which only accentuated her medium-sized bosom. “Oh, nonsense, Mr. Smith. I may not be old, but I've seen my fair share of penises. Why don't you take your pants off and let me have a look?”“Okay…” Ed stood and unfastened his belt and jeans. He paused for a moment, considering, and then dropped them to the floor. He looked back up at the doctor…her eyes were wide and staring at his large azure member, but she didn't seem to be hypnotized like his mom. He had been right to go straight to a clinic while Perry was still asleep, he assured himself.The doctor scribbled on her clipboard and put it aside before kneeling in front of him. “Blue…does your penis feel cold, Mr. Smith? Are you having trouble feeling it?” The non-doctor part of her mind noted the massive size of the young man's member, and it was still flaccid!“Um, no, doctor…I can feel it as if it was my own, and it's definitely not cold.”She looked up at him, her brow furrowed. “As if it was your own? Do you feel like it's not yours?” Alien Hand Syndrome, but for a penis? she considered. She examined the unnatural color. “Is that paint?” It twitched a little as she looked at it. “May I touch it, Mr. Smith?”“I don't think that would be a good–” Then he felt her warm hand encompass his width. “oh.”“Hm! Took me to a doctor while I was napping, Ed? Oh, she's sexy!” Perry started to fill with blood.Ed stared down at the pretty doctor as her eyes glazed over and her mouth lolled open. “Um…” Her hand started to stroke Perry, and then when he was hard enough, she sucked him into her mouth.“Oh God…” Ed moaned, and put his hands on the doctor's head. Soon, he was thrusting into her mouth.“This is nice, but I think I wanna be somewhere nicer…whadaya say, Ed?”Ed felt like he was in a dream as the doctor pulled her mouth off of Perry, stood up, and then pulled down her slacks and underwear. She hopped up onto the examination table, lay back, and opened her slim legs wide. “Fuck me…” she urged him.Ed's cock, Perry, was very hard and dribbling pre-cum as Ed climbed up onto the table between the doctor's legs. She needed no foreplay, and Ed's long blue phallus slithered between her very wet vaginal lips.“Oh…so big…” she moaned as the alien slid halfway into her. She angled her hips, and as Ed thrust into her, she was soon able to take all of him. They gasped in pleasure as Perry became fully embedded in the woman's hot snatch. “Fuck me…fuck me…” she gasped as Ed did just that, jackhammering himself into her again and again.Perry noted the mucus around the woman's cervix as he repeatedly headbutted it. This was different than with Ed's mother, and he tried to read from the young man's mind what it might signify, but it seemed that Ed didn't know. Ah well, Perry considered, he had a long time to figure out how human bodies worked, and trial and error was a good way to do that.Ed unbuttoned the woman's blouse, but since she was on her back, he couldn't unfasten her frilly white bra. Instead, he lifted it up, freeing her C-cup breasts with small, pointy nipples, so different from his mother's. He took one into his mouth.“Oh…” she moaned and had a small orgasm. Her nipples were so sensitive at this time of the month, she thought. She frowned for a moment, but her mind had trouble focusing on that concern.Spurred on by the doctor's pussy gripping his cock, Ed grunted as his own orgasm arrived and he spewed his load inside the fertile woman. “Uh!” He pushed his new cock as deeply as possible, and the head pressed against the opening of her cervix.The doctor felt a strange pressure deep inside her, and then the wet warmth of “Mr. Smith's” seed flooding her unprotected reproductive system pushed her to another orgasm. “Oh!” she cried out as Ed continued blasting the opening to her womb with his dangerous sperm.Finally, both orgasms complete, Ed pulled out. The doctor just lay there on the exam table, breathing heavily. “Mr. Smith, if that's really your name,” she told him, “there's nothing wrong with your penis…in fact, everything's right. I think I might take a nap now.”“That one was all you, Ed! I'm still recharging from earlier,” Perry told him.All me? Ed wondered, and tucked Perry away before pulling up his pants. Pausing a moment to see if the doctor had anything else to say, (she didn't), he headed home.Inside the doctor's womb, Ed's regular white sperm swam deeper inside her fertile body.Scene 3: Mom has a new kind of orgasm.Ed went onto the internet as soon as he got home, trying to see if he could find anything about blue alien penis parasites, but the only thing close was some anime series where they spelled parasite wrong. After heading to the bathroom to take a leak, which was definitely an interesting experience with his new, larger dong, he went to do his afternoon chores, which included getting the cows back into the barn.“Ah, look at that absolute unit!” Perry exclaimed as Ed watched the last of the cows enter the building.“The…cow?”“She may be overweight, Ed, but there's no need for insults! Let's get on in there!”Suddenly Ed felt his cock rise. “No! Hell no, Perry! She is an actual cow…I'm not calling her names; we're different species!”Perry started to wilt. “Oh…interspecies mating's no good either? You people are so repressed! What's next? No same-gender sex?”“Well, not for me, anyway…”“Oh, come on! Fine…if there are no 'appropriate' partners to fuck nearby tonight, what's on the agenda for tomorrow?”“School.”At dinner, Ed's mother kept glancing at her son, looking uncomfortable, but her husband Bob didn't notice. Ed did, but kept his mouth shut. He also noticed that his attraction to her had waned, other than the occasional glance at her cleavage when his mind started to wander.That night, as he undressed for bed, he took a closer look at his new penis. “So you're fully a part of my body now?” he asked Perry.“We are one, Ed! Trying to remove me would feel like trying to tear your own penis off, in case you were thinking of doing something stupid.”Ed took hold of Perry, impressed at the alien penis' length and girth. After losing the genetic lottery with his less than 5 incher, this was quite an upgrade, despite it being pale blue. He started to stroke it, which felt good, but it didn't get hard like his own cock would when he masturbated.“Hey, Ed…you don't have to jerk off anymore, man,” Perry told him. “Remember, women like me…we'll have some fun at school tomorrow.”Ed's mind flashed to Charisma, the sexy blonde cheerleader he had dreamed of the night that Perry had come into his life. “Hm…”“That's the spirit, Ed!”That night, Mrs. Eve Doughtry fidgeted as she lay next to her husband in the dark. She was incredibly horny! That morning with her son had been so strange, with her suddenly overcome with lust for his penis. Had there been something odd about it? The memory of it was fuzzy. She shook her head. Why was she thinking about her son's penis when her husband's was right there?She reached under the blanket and grasped his member. He was asleep, so it was, of course, flaccid. She stroked it, and smiled as it filled with blood.Once he was mostly hard, he began to stir. “Eve? What're you…”“Sh!” she shushed him, and threw the blanket off to climb astride him, cowgirl style, much as she had for her son that very morning. With her incredibly wet pussy, she was easily able to slip her husband's average-sized cock inside her. She moaned as she bottomed out on him, acutely aware that his member didn't fill her as well as her son's did. To compensate, she ground her clit into his pelvis and gasped. It was really sensitive tonight!Bob tried to thrust up at his wife to get her to move, but she continued to grind. That wasn't doing much for him, but he could hear her excitement mounting, so he waited patiently. Soon she was moving faster upon him, slipping up and down his shaft a little as her movements became more energetic.Eve felt something rising within her, something that she'd never felt before, centered on her clit. She needed more stimulation…more…she ground it harder into her husband's pelvis.Then she cried out and Bob felt something warm splash up his stomach. “What?”“Hah! Oh!” she gasped after experiencing the most powerful orgasm she'd ever had.“Honey? Did you squirt?”She pulled off of him. “Oh…squirt?” She reached forward and felt her cum on his stomach. “Oh! I guess I did. Here…” She reached over and grabbed the box of tissues.As Bob cleaned his stomach, she got to her hands and knees next to him. “C'mon, Bob, take me from behind.”He put the box back on the side table and moved behind her. “What's gotten into you?”“This,” she answered as she reached back and pulled his hard, average-sized member into her soaking wet pussy again. “Yes…”Bob thrust into his voluptuous wife hard and fast, eager for his own release. He found that she was incredibly wet, which made her feel almost loose, not realizing that his own son's new cock had stretched her out that morning.Eve reached between her legs and easily found her clit, it was so engorged. It had never been so prominent before. She was able to take it between two fingers and stroke it a little, like a tiny penis. It felt incredible. She rubbed her fingers in circles around it and felt another of those incredible orgasms approaching. “Oh…”Bob felt his wife's vagina tightening up as he thrust. Pleased that he could make his wife cum again, he started giving her long strokes, pulling almost all the way out before thrusting entirely back in, hard. He was going to cum soon too. It was times like this that he was glad that he'd gotten a vasectomy, so that he could fuck his wife without fear of her getting knocked up again, like she had in her last year of high school.“Uh!” Eve cried out, and her pussy squeezed her husband's cock, setting him off. As he blasted his hot semen inside his wife, another torrent of her own cum splashed onto the bed sheets beneath her. “Oh! Bob…” Finally, she collapsed forward and his dripping cock slipped free.“Woo!” Bob huffed as he lay next to his satisfied wife. “Dunno what got you so horny, but I ain't complaining!” His southern twang seemed to come out when he was tired or excited. “I need sleep, though, darlin'…love you.”“Love you…” she moaned as she fell asleep as well, in a cooling pool of her own cum, her clit feeling strangely tingly.To be continued…by Krosis for Literotica

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Chapter 34 - The Department of MysteriesThis is mad,ʹ Ron murmured, moving his free hand gingerly up and down his horseʹs neck. ʹMad… if I could just see it ‐ʹ  ʹYouʹd better hope it stays invisible,ʹ said Harry darkly. ʹWe all ready, then?ʹ Q1 - Is Harry being a dick here?Q2 - Thoughts on riding on an invisible horse?Q3 - What animal would you want to ride from the magical world?Welcome to the Ministry of Magic. Please state your name and business.ʹ  ʹHarry Potter, Ron Weasley Hermione Granger,ʹ Harry said very quickly, ʹGinny Weasley, Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood… weʹre here to save someone, unless your Ministry can do it first!ʹ  Thank you,ʹ said the cool female voice. ʹVisitors, please take the badges and attach them to the front of your robes.ʹ  Half a dozen badges slid out of the metal chute where returned coins normally appeared. Hermione scooped them up and handed them mutely to Harry over Ginnyʹs head; he glanced at the topmost one, Harry Potter, Rescue Mission.Q4 - Is Harry dumb to say this stuff?ʹWhatʹre those things?ʹ whispered Ron. ʹDunno,ʹ said Harry. ʹAre they fish?ʹ breathed Ginny. ʹAquavirius Maggots!ʹ said Luna excitedly. ʹDad said the Ministry were breeding —ʹ  ʹNo,ʹ said Hermione. She sounded odd. She moved forward to look through the side of the tank. Theyʹre brains.ʹ  ʹBrains?ʹ ʹYes… I wonder what theyʹre doing with them?ʹQ5 - What is the ministry doing with these brains?Instead of a chained chair, however, there was a raised stone dais in the centre of the pit, on which stood a stone archway that looked so ancient, cracked and crumbling that Harry was amazed the thing was still standing. Unsupported by any surrounding wall, the archway was hung with a tattered black curtain or veil which, despite the complete stillness of the cold surrounding air, was fluttering very slightly as though it had just been touched. ʹWhoʹs there?ʹ said Harry, jumping down on to the bench below. There was no answering voice, but the veil continued to flutter and sway.Q6 - Is there someone behind this veil?ʹI can hear them too,ʹ breathed Luna, joining them around the side of the archway and gazing at the swaying veil. There are people in there!ʹ  ʹWhat do you mean, ʺin thereʺ?ʹ demanded Hermione, jumping down from the bottom step and sounding much angrier than the occasion warranted, ʹthere isnʹt any ʺin thereʺ, itʹs just an archway, thereʹs no room for anybody to be there. Harry, stop it, come away ‐ʹ Q7 - What's going on with this veil?Q8 - Why is Hermione so angry?Q9 - Why didn't Harry make a quick stop to Grimmauld Place?S.P.T. to A.P.W.B.D. Dark Lord and (?)Harry PotterQ10 - What does this all mean?Nothing whatsoever happened. The others moved in closer around Harry, gazing at the orb as he brushed it free of the clogging dust. And then, from right behind them, a drawling voice spoke. ʹVery good, Potter. Now turn around, nice and slowly, and give that to me.ʹ Q11 - Who's voice is this?Chapter 35 - Beyond the VeilʹItʹs time you learned the difference between life and dreams, Potter,ʹ said Malfoy. ʹNow give me the prophecy, or we start using wands.ʹ Q1 - Thoughts on this being a prophecy?ʹSo,ʹ said Harry, ʹwhat kind of prophecy are we talking about, anyway?ʹ  He could not think what to do but to keep talking. Nevilleʹs arm was pressed against his, and he could feel him shaking; he could feel one of the othersʹ  quickened breath on the back of his head. He was hoping they were all thinking hard about ways to get out of this, because his mind was blank. ʹWhat kind of prophecy?ʹ repeated Bellatrix, the grin fading from her face. ʹYou jest, Harry Potter.ʹ  ʹNope, not jesting,ʹ said Harry, his eyes flicking from Death Eater to Death Eater,.looking for a weak link, a space through which they could escape. ʹHow come Voldemort wants it?ʹ Several of the Death Eaters let out low hisses. ʹYou dare speak his name?ʹ whispered Bellatrix. ʹYeah,ʹ said Harry, maintaining his tight grip on the glass ball, expecting another attempt to bewitch it from him. ʹYeah, Iʹve got no problem with saying Vol—ʹ  ʹShut your mouth!ʹ Bellatrix shrieked. ʹYou dare speak his name with your unworthy lips, you dare besmirch it with your half‐bloodʹs tongue, you dare ‐ʹ ʹDid you know heʹs a half‐blood too?ʹ said Harry recklessly. Hermione gave a little moan in his ear. ʹVoldemort? Yeah, his mother was a witch but his dad was a Muggle ‐ or has he been telling you lot heʹs pure‐blood?ʹ Q2 - Is Harry right to instigate here?ʹDumbledore never told you the reason you bear that scar was hidden in the bowels of the Department of Mysteries?ʹ Malfoy sneered.Q3 - Why didn't Dumbledore tell Harry?Harry stared into the slitted eye‐holes through which Malfoyʹs grey eyes were gleaming. Was this prophecy the reason Harryʹs parents had died, the reason he carried his lightning‐bolt scar? Was the answer to all of this clutched in his hand?The jet of red light flew right over the Death Eaterʹs shoulder and hit a glass‐ fronted cabinet on the wall full of variously shaped hour‐glasses; the cabinet fell to the floor and burst apart, glass flying everywhere, sprang back up on to the wall, fully mended, then fell down again, and shattered ‐ Q4 - What happened here?The Death Eater had pulled his head out of the bell jar. His appearance was utterly bizarre, his tiny babyʹs head bawling loudly while his thick arms flailed dangerously in all directions, narrowly missing Harry, who had ducked. Harry raised his wand but to his amazement Hermione seized his arm. ʹYou canʹt hurt a baby!ʹ Q5 - Thoughts on Hermione saying this?But the Death Eater Hermione had just struck dumb made a sudden slashing movement with his wand; a streak of what looked like purple flame passed right across Hermioneʹs chest. She gave a tiny ʹOh!ʹ as though of surprise and crumpled on to the floor, where she lay motionless.Q6 - What is this magic and is Hermione dead?Neville kicked aside the broken fragments of his own wand as they walked slowly towards the door. ʹMy granʹs going do kill be,ʹ said Neville thickly, blood spattering from his nose as he spoke, ʹdat was by dadʹs old wand.ʹ Q7 - Thoughts on this?ʹPotter, your race is run,ʹ drawled Lucius Malfoy, pulling off his mask, ʹnow hand me the prophecy like a good boy.ʹ  ʹLet ‐ let the others go, and Iʹll give it to you!ʹ said Harry desperately. A few of the Death Eaters laughed. ʹYou are not in a position to bargain, Potter,ʹ said Lucius Malfoy, his pale face flushed with pleasure. ʹYou see, there are ten of us and only one of you… or hasnʹt Dumbledore ever taught you how to count?ʹ  ʹHeʹs dot alone!ʹ shouted a voice from above them. ʹHeʹs still god be!ʹ Q8 - Do you see why I love Neville so much now?Harry did not have to think; there was no choice. The prophecy was hot with the heat of his clutching hand as he held it out. Malfoy jumped forwards to take it. Then, high above them, two more doors burst open and five more people sprinted into the room: Sirius, Lupin, Moody, Tonks and Kingsley.ʹHarry, take the prophecy, grab Neville and run!ʹ Sirius yelled, dashing to meet Bellatrix. Harry did not see what happened next: Kingsley swayed across his field of vision, battling with the pockmarked and no longer masked Rookwood; another jet of green light flew over Harryʹs head as he launched himself towards Neville ‐ Q9 - thoughts on everything happening here?He gave another stupendous heave and Nevilles robes tore all along the left seam ‐ the small spun‐glass ball dropped from his pocket and, before either of them could catch it, one of Nevilleʹs floundering feet kicked it: it flew some ten feet to their right and smashed on the step beneath them. As both of them stared at the place where it had broken, appalled at what had happened, a pearly‐white figure with hugely magnified eyes rose into the air, unnoticed by any but them..Harry could see its mouth moving, but in all the crashes and screams and yells surrounding them, not one word of the prophecy could he hear. The figure stopped speaking and dissolved into nothingness.Harry turned to look where Neville was staring. Directly above them, framed in the doorway from the Brain Room, stood Albus Dumbledore, his wand aloft, his face white and furious. Harry felt a kind of electric charge surge through every particle of his body ‐ they were saved.Q10 - How good do you feel that Dumbledore is here?Only one pair was still battling, apparently unaware of the new arrival. Harry saw Sirius duck Bellatrixʹs jet of red light: he was laughing at her. ʹCome on, you can do better than that!ʹ he yelled, his voice echoing around the cavernous room. The second jet of light hit him squarely on the chest. The laughter had not quite died from his face, but his eyes widened in shock. Harry released Neville, though he was unaware of doing so. He was jumping down the steps again, pulling out his wand, as Dumbledore, too, turned towards the dais. It seemed to take Sirius an age to fall: his body curved in a graceful arc as he sank backwards through the ragged veil hanging from the arch. Harry saw the look of mingled fear and surprise on his godfatherʹs wasted, once‐ handsome face as he fell through the ancient doorway and disappeared behind the veil, which fluttered for a moment as though in a high wind, then fell back into place. Harry heard Bellatrix Lestrangeʹs triumphant scream, but knew it meant nothing ‐ Sirius had only just fallen through the archway, he would reappear from the other side any second… But Sirius did not reappear. ʹSIRIUS!ʹ Harry yelled. ʹSIRIUS!ʹ  He had reached the floor, his breath coming in searing gasps. Sirius must be just behind the curtain, he, Harry, would pull him back out… But as he reached the ground and sprinted towards the dais, Lupin grabbed Harry around the chest, holding him back. Thereʹs nothing you can do, Harry ‐ʹ  ʹGet him, save him, heʹs only just gone through!ʹ  ʹ‐ itʹs too late, Harry.ʹ  ʹWe can still reach him ‐ʹ Harry struggled hard and viciously, but Lupin would not let go… Thereʹs nothing you can do, Harry… nothing… heʹs gone.ʹ Q11 - Thoughts on Sirius death here?Chapter 36 - The Only One He Ever FearedLupin dragged Harry away from the dais. Harry, still staring at the archway, was angry at Sirius now for keeping him waiting But some part of him realised, even as he fought to break free from Lupin, that Sirius had never kept him waiting before… Sirius had risked everything, always, to see Harry, to help him… if Sirius was not reappearing out of that archway when Harry was yelling for him as though his life depended on it, the only possible explanation was that he could not come back… that he really wasQ1 - How will Sirius's death affect Harry?`Aaaaaah … did you love him, little baby Potter?ʹ  Hatred rose in Harry such as he had never known before; he flung himself out from behind the fountain and bellowed, `Crucio!ʹ  Bellatrix screamed: the spell had knocked her off her feet, but she did not writhe and shriek with pain as Neville had ‐ she was already back on her feet, breathless, no longer laughing. Harry dodged behind the golden fountain again. Her counter‐spell hit the head of the handsome wizard, which was blown off and landed twenty feet away, gouging long scratches into the wooden floor. `Never used an Unforgivable Curse before, have you, boy?ʹ she yelled. She had abandoned her baby voice now. `You need to mean them, Potter! You need to really want to cause pain ‐ to enjoy it ‐ righteous anger wonʹt hurt me for long ‐  Iʹll show you how it is done, shall I? Iʹll give you a lesson ‐ʹQ2 - Harry just used an unforgivable curse…thoughts?`Potter, Iʹm going to give you one chance!ʹ shouted Bellatrix. `Give me the prophecy ‐ roll it out towards me now ‐ and I may spare your life!ʹ  `Well, youʹre going to have to kill me, because itʹs gone!ʹ Harry roared and, as he shouted it, pain seared across his forehead; his scar was on fire again, and he felt a surge of fury that was quite unconnected with his own rage. `And he knows!ʹ said Harry, with a mad laugh to match Bellatrixʹs own. `Your dear old mate Voldemort knows itʹs gone! Heʹs not going to be happy with you, is he?ʹ  ʹWhat? What do you mean?ʹ she cried, and for the first time there was fear in her voice.`Donʹt waste your breath!ʹ yelled Harry, his eyes screwed up against the pain in his scar, now more terrible than ever. `He canʹt hear you from here!ʹ  `Canʹt I, Potter?ʹ said a high, cold voice.Q3 - How intense is this? Did you expect Voldemort to be there?`It was foolish to come here tonight, Tom,ʹ said Dumbledore calmly. `The Aurors are on their way' `By which time I shall be gone, and you will be dead!ʹ spat Voldemort.Q4 - How good is this comeback?Dumbledore flicked his own wand: the force of the spell that emanated from it was such that Harry, though shielded by his golden guard, felt his hair stand on end as it passed and this time Voldemort was forced to conjure a shining silver shield out of thin air to deflect it. The spell, whatever it was, caused no visible damage to the shield, though a deep, gong‐like note reverberated from it ‐ an oddly chilling sound. `You do not seek to kill me, Dumbledore?ʹ called Voldemort, his scarlet eyes narrowed over the top of the shield. `Above such brutality, are you?ʹ  ʹWe both know that there are other ways of destroying a man, Tom,ʹ Dumbledore said calmly, continuing to walk towards Voldemort as though he had not a fear in the world, as though nothing had happened to interrupt his stroll up the hall. `Merely taking your life would not satisfy me, I admit' ‘`There is nothing worse than death, Dumbledore!ʹ snarled Voldemort. `You are quite wrong,ʹ said Dumbledore, still closing in upon Voldemort and speaking as lightly as though they were discussing the matter over drinks. Harry felt scared to see him walking along, undefended, shieldless; he wanted to cry out a warning, but his headless guard kept shunting him backwards towards the wall, blocking his every attempt to get out from behind it. `Indeed, your failure to understand that there are things much worse than death has always been your greatest weakness'Q5 - Why would Dumbledore not be satisfied to take Voldy's life?Q6 - What is this magic Dumbledore is using?He was gone from the hall, he was locked in the coils of a creature with red eyes, so tightly bound that Harry did not know where his body ended and the creatureʹs began: they were fused together, bound by pain, and there was no escape.Q7 - What is happening here?Let the pain stop, thought Harry… let him kill us… end it, Dumbledore… death is nothing compared to this… And Iʹll see Sirius again…Q8 - How much do you hate Fudge?Q9 - What is the plan of action next?Chapter 37 - The Lost ProphecyIt was unbearable, he would not think about it, he could not stand it… there was a terrible hollow inside him he did not want to feel or examine, a dark hole where Sirius had been, where Sirius had vanished; he did not want to have to be alone with that great, silent space, he could not stand it ‐ `Let me out,ʹ Harry said yet again, in a voice that was cold and almost as calm as Dumbledoreʹs. `Not until I have had my say,ʹ said Dumbledore. `Do you ‐ do you think I want to ‐ do you think I give a ‐ I DONʹT CARE WHAT YOUʹVE GOT TO SAY!ʹ Harry roared. `I donʹt want to hear anything youʹve got to say!ʹ  `You will,ʹ said Dumbledore steadily. `Because you are not nearly as angry with me as you ought to be. If you are to attack me, as I know you are close to doing, I would like to have thoroughly earned it.ʹ Q1 - Is Dumbledore to blame for everything that happened?Q2 - What are your thoughts on Harry's response?Harry, I believe I was right to think that Voldemort would have made use of you in such a way. On those rare occasions when we had close contact, I thought I saw a shadow of him stir behind your eyes …`Kreacher lied,ʹ said Dumbledore calmly. `You are not his master, he could lie to you without even needing to punish himself. Kreacher intended you to go to the Ministry of Magic.ʹ  `He ‐ he sent me on purpose?T ʹOh yes. Kreacher, I am afraid, has been serving more than one master for months.ʹ  `How?ʹ said Harry blankly. `He hasnʹt been out of Grimmauld Place for years.ʹ  `Kreacher seized his opportunity shortly before Christmas,ʹ said Dumbledore, `when Sirius, apparently, shouted at him to ʺget outʺ. He took Sirius at his word, and interpreted this as an order to leave the house. He went to the only Black family member for whom he had any respect left … Blackʹs cousin Narcissa, sister of Bellatrix and wife of Lucius Malfoyʹ Q3 - Thoughts about your confirmed suspicions of Kreacher?`Kreacher is what he has been made by wizards, Harryʹ said Dumbledore. `Yes, he is to be pitied. His existence has been as miserable as your friend Dobbyʹs. He was forced to do Siriusʹs bidding, because Sirius was the last of the family to which he was enslaved, but he felt no true loyalty to him. And whatever Kreacherʹs faults, it must be admitted that Sirius did nothing to make Kreacherʹs lot easier —Q4 - Do you hate or pity Kreacher?`Snape made it worse, my scar always hurt worse after lessons with him - Harry remembered Ronʹs thoughts on the subject and plunged on `‐ how do you know he wasnʹt trying to soften me up for Voldemort, make it easier for him to get inside my - `I trust Severus Snape,ʹ said Dumbledore simply `But I forgot ‐  another old manʹs mistake ‐ that some wounds run too deep for the healing. I thought Professor Snape could overcome his feelings about your father ‐ I was wrong.ʹ Q5 - Do you trust Snape?ʹIt is time,ʹ he said, `for me to tell you what I should have told you five years ago, Harry. Please sit down. I am going to tell you everything. I ask only a little patience. You will have your chance to rage at me ‐ to do whatever you like ‐ when I have finished. I will not stop you.ʹ Q6 - Did you get excited after reading this line?`While you can still call home the place where your motherʹs blood dwells, there you cannot be touched or harmed by Voldemort. He shed her blood, but it lives on in you and her sister. Her blood became your refuge. You need return there only once a year, but as long as you can still call it home, whilst you are there he cannot hurt you. Your aunt knows this. I explained what I had done in the letter I left, with you, on her doorstep. She knows that allowing you houseroom may well have kept you alive for the past fifteen years.ʹ Q7 - Thoughts on Remember my Last?`The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches… born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies … and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not … and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives … the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies …ʹ Q8 - What does this all mean?`The odd thing, Harry,ʹ he said softly, `is that it may not have meant you at all. Sybillʹs prophecy could have applied to two wizard boys, both born at the end of July that year, both of whom had parents in the Order of the Phoenix, both sets of parents having narrowly escaped Voldemort three times. One, of course, was you. The other was Neville Longbottom.ʹ `There is a room in the Department of Mysteries,ʹ interrupted Dumbledore, `that is kept locked at all times. It contains a force that is at once more wonderful and more terrible than death, than human intelligence, than the forces of nature. It is also, perhaps, the most mysterious of the many subjects for study that reside there. It is the power held within that room that you possess in such quantities and which Voldemort has not at all. That power took you to save Sirius tonight. That power also saved you from possession by Voldemort, because he could not bear to reside in a body so full of the force he detests. In the end, it mattered not that you could not close your mind. It was your heart that saved you.ʹ Q9 - Is Love the only power Harry has over Voldemort?Chapter 38 - The Second War BeginsThey were in the hospital wing. Harry was sitting on the end of Ronʹs bed and they were both listening to Hermione read the front page of the Sunday Prophet. Ginny, whose ankle had been mended in a trice by Madam Pomfrey, was curled up at the foot of Hermioneʹs bed; Neville, whose nose had likewise been returned to its normal size and shape, was in a chair between the two beds; and Luna, who had dropped in to visit, clutching the latest edition of The Quibbler, was reading the magazine upside‐down and apparently not taking in a word Hermione was saying.Q1 - How do you guys deal with grief?Malfoy looked angrier than Harry had ever seen him; he felt a kind of detached satisfaction at the sight of his pale, pointed face contorted with rage. ʹYouʹre going to pay,ʹ said Malloy in a voice barely louder than a whisper. `Iʹm going to make you pay for what youʹve done to my father…ʹ  `Well, Iʹm terrified now,ʹ said Harry sarcastically. `Iʹsʹpose Lord Voldemortʹs just a warm‐up act compared to you three ‐ whatʹs the matter?ʹ he added, for Malfoy Crabbe and Goyle had all looked stricken at the sound of the name. `Heʹs a mate of your dad, isnʹt he? Not scared of him, are you? ʹYou think youʹre such a big man, Potter,ʹ said Malfoy, advancing now, Crabbe and Goyle flanking him. `You wait. Iʹll have you. You canʹt land my father in prison - `I thought i just had,ʹ said Harry.Perhaps the reason he wanted to be alone was because he had felt isolated from everybody since his talk with Dumbledore. An invisible barrier separated him from the rest of the world. He was ‐ he had always been ‐ a marked man. It was just that he had never really understood what that meant…Q2 - What do you think of Harry's grief?Q3 - How do you think knowing that he is a marked man will effect Harry?Professor Umbridge left Hogwarts the day before the end of term. It seemed she had crept out of the hospital wing during dinnertime, evidently hoping to depart undetected, but unfortunately for her, she met Peeves on the way, who seized his last chance to do as Fred had instructed, and chased her gleefully from the premises whacking her alternately with a walking stick and a sock full of chalk. Many students ran out into the Entrance Hall to watch her running away down the path and the Heads of Houses tried only half‐heartedly to restrain them. Indeed, Professor McGonagall sank back into her chair at the staff table after a few feeble remonstrances and was clearly heard to express a regret that she could not run cheering after Umbridge herself, because Peeves had borrowed her walking stick.Harryʹs heart began to race. He remembered seeing his dead parents in the Mirror of Erised four years ago. He was going to be able to talk to Sirius again, right now, he knew it ‐  He looked around to make sure there was nobody else there; the dormitory was quite empty. He looked back at the mirror, raised it in front of his face with trembling hands and said, loudly and clearly, ʹSirius.ʹ  His breath misted the surface of the glass. He held the mirror even closer, excitement flooding through him, but the eyes blinking back at him through the fog were definitely his own. He wiped the mirror clear again and said, so that every syllable rang clearly through the room: ʹSirius Black!ʹ  Nothing happened.Q4 - How devastating is this part?Nick turned away from the window and looked mournfully at Harry. `He wonʹt come back.ʹ  `Who?ʹ  `Sirius Black,ʹ said Nick. And so strong was his belief, Harry actually turned his head to check the door, sure, for a split second, that he was going to see Sirius, pearly‐white and transparent but beaming, walking through it towards him. `He will not come back,ʹ repeated Nick. `He will have… gone on.ʹ Q5 - Do you understand how ghosts work now?Harry nodded curtly, but found that for some reason he did not mind Luna talking about Sirius. He had just remembered that she, too, could see Thestrals. `Have you…ʹ he began. `I mean, who… has anyone you known ever died?ʹ  `Yes,ʹ said Luna simply, `my mother. She was a quite extraordinary witch, you know, but she did like to experiment and one of her spells went rather badly wrong one day. I was nine.ʹ  `Iʹm sorryʹ Harry mumbled. ʹYes, it was rather horrible,ʹ said Luna conversationally. `I still feel very sad about it sometimes. But Iʹve still got Dad. And anyway, itʹs not as though Iʹll never see Mum again, is it?ʹ  `Er ‐ isnʹt it?ʹ said Harry uncertainly. She shook her head in disbelief. `Oh, come on. You heard them, just behind the veil, didnʹt you?ʹ  `You mean…ʹ  `In that room with the archway. They were just lurking out of sight, thatʹs all. You heard them.ʹ Harry was surprised to find that this information did not hurt at all. Wanting to impress Cho seemed to belong to a past that was no longer quite connected with him; so much of what he had wanted before Sinusʹ,ʹ death felt that «°av these days… the week that had elapsed since he had last seen Sirius seemed to have lasted much, much longer; it stretched across two universes, the one with Sirius in it, and the one without.Q6 - Would Harry and Cho be a good couple now? Do you think they'll get back together?When the ticket inspector signaled to Harry, Ron and Hermione that it was safe to walk through the magical barrier between platforms nine and ten, however, he found a surprise awaiting him on the other side: a group of people standing there to greet him who he had not expected at all…Harry nodded. He somehow could not find words to tell them what it meant to him, to see them all ranged there, on his side. Instead, he smiled, raised a hand in farewell, turned around and led the way out of the station towards the sunlit street, with Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia and Dudley hurrying along in his wake.Q7 - How will Harry go from this point on?

Count 'em folks. Seven. That's what Dutton is planning. How much will they cost? Dunno. When will they be ready? Ten years or so mate, give or take a few. What do we do in the meantime Dutts? Gas. That's cheap and reliable. Not. What a dumb policy. We look at it. We are harsh but fair. Enjoy!

Secrets! Who is she? Dunno, but she ain't here. Just ALICE, Karen and Jesse's daughter who for sure saw "Beetlejuice" one too many times. This book starts with one probable plot which gets put to bed halfway through the book. Time for a second plot I guess? And spoiler alert, we learn nothing definite about Karen's case or murder or whole deal so hope you didn't want that!

On this week's podcast:Game segment: Key dates for RangersShout outsConvention Update367 days / 52 weeks - One year to go!!!ROOM BOOKINGS NOW OPEN: https://narsa.ca/kissimmee-2025/New Segment: NARSA Convention Stories (today's is a beauty)Communications: NARSA AGM is this weekend - please attend!Dunno about this Euro pool nowDavid Holmes book (One Voice): https://onevoicebook.co.uk | https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZYPfjLoVhRU - What did you think?Please share with your membership. This will also be shared on our WhatsApp group, and via our social media too. 

The no nonsense was Esha, but in actuality, it was something like a standoff at the tipping point, and I had decided that rather than to continue looking for jobs I didn't want, I had to make myself into a job—or better yet a product, and however long it would take to sort out the documents, I would stoop start, dividing my time between building my porfolio and repertoire, and organizing the documents, the latest of which were what I had so dauntingly called The Allegories, publishing as such an abridiged and redaction of everything I had written under the covenants of the oath, and as always, neither to kiss and to tell, I would redact any acknowledgement of an otherwise fatal attraction; there was nonesuch a body attached, however, as I had learned, just a soul. Wait, I don't get it. Why are they birds? Dunno, I— Kimmel— Aviary. Carson— Aviary. Now look here. There's a steady doctrine hidden within these words, and beneath these halls The words of worms, scrawled across The alter of which you shall not talk, But write, rather in word form, Spawned from One Come, now— But mustn't you follow. Battered, badly As not to trust The wisdom which is indeed your own Bestowed onto you by us Best not to stroke my frame, By the softest touch, For after all, I might wish to know you More often than already thought Bedamned, the damsel in distress. Know thee, now, your honor. Come forward, mistress, My master, The honor is yours, My matron, My honor, Come, Now upon us Atop the alter At your throne This dirty is thrust A heralded crown, Upon the head, So hung in taunted … What am I looking at? Something you'll look for will soon come running. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2019-2024 | THE COMPLEX COLLECTIVE. © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū.

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Further updates to my long battle for my hospice rights and care. If you, or someone you know is in hospice, pondering hospice, or similar situation, this podcast may be quite useful. Or not. You get what pay for, after-all. Your current balance due is zero. Although, I would accept a real large goose egg. That'd make my day. Dunno why. --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/yumyumfaceface/support

In the 247th episode of the Voluntary Viewing podcast, we talk about new conspiracy theories, the Oscars, and the shuttering of Rooster Teeth. Also we ruminate on the unknowability of the best fish tacos in a given geographic area. If you enjoyed this episode of the Voluntary Viewing podcast, please remember to like, comment, leave a rating, and subscribe for more! Also, be sure to email us your questions, follow us on Twitter for updates, and support us on Patreon if you're able. ActBlue: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠secure.actblue.com/⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Patreon: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠www.patreon.com/Voluntary_Viewing⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Email: VoluntaryViewing@gmail.com Instagram: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠www.instagram.com/voluntaryviewing/?hl=en⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Twitter: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠twitter.com/V2_Podcast ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Lucas' Twitter: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠twitter.com/LucasDeRuyter --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/voluntary-viewing/support

Thank you to Mason Mill Chiropractic. Book your appointment and Learn more at https://masonmillchiro.com/ 1: Count'em on one hand, maybe no hands, how many balls we won back in Columbus' half, or our own half for that matter. That has to be the key to our success this year and it was absent today.  Barto looked lost. 2: The goal was not on Guz but regardless he did not look great. He guessed right on the PK, and that's huge and I believe his first PK save in 8 years, but apart from that, poor distribution, uncomfortable on the ball and he looked surprisingly unsure of himself.  3: A solid 30 second stretch for Atlanta was how the play by play voice ended the first half after our only real attacking threat and that sums up our first half pretty succinctly. It was poor in every facet. That continued for long stretches in the 2nd.  4: Our best attacking chances came off counter attacks and transition play. There just wasn't enough of it. I didn't understand our absolute insistence on playing back every time. It looked reminiscent of the early FDB days.  5: Guz had 46 touches,  more than GG or Saba. Yes Thiago, apart from his blocked shot, was not his best, but we had no discernible attacking patterns of play. Dunno if that's players not understanding Pineda or Pineda not communicating well to the players but it has to be fixed.  --- Welcome the newest pod from our new podcast network mates, Five Takes on the Five Stripes! Check it out and make sure to follow for more! --------- ▶ Find our podcast in audio form on your favorite podcatchers! --------- ▶ Support the channel while you shop for ATL UTD gear (at no extra cost to you!): ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.amazon.com/shop/atlantaunitedfantv⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ --------- ▶ COP FROM OUR SHOP (grab some ATL UTD fan gear!): ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://teechip.com/stores/tackl⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ --------- About Atlanta United Fan TV: We are created by fans for the fans of  Atlanta United and soccer. Join the community to get in on the conversation! Bringing you fan cams, podcasts, vlogs, mini-documentaries and much more! If you're a Five Stripe, we want to hear from you! Whatever you want to say about ATL UTD you can say it in the comments below. And to get in touch with us, connect with us: ▶ INSTAGRAM: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://goo.gl/9uOLVn⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ▶ TWITTER: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://goo.gl/5uc709⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ▶ TWITCH: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.twitch.tv/atlutdfantv⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ▶ DISCORD: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://discord.gg/C4RXb2b⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ▶ FACEBOOK: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://tinyurl.com/y3ga5mst⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ▶ SNAPCHAT: atlutdfantv17 ▶ TIK TOK: atlutdfantv --------- #ATLUTD #UniteAndConquer #MLS #WeAreTheA #AtlantaUnited --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/atlutdfantv/support

Craig Kelly either got hacked or retweeted a video of incest foot porn. Dunno which - but it's difficult to be hacked in the way he is suggesting. Evidence points to no. BUT we must take him on his word. Must we? The lawyers suggest we should. Economist turned cooker Dr. Wilson Sy has released a paper suggesting that COVID doesn't exist - and that it was simply a mass euthanasia program in the UK. Some deaths might be from the jab but the rest are from MIDAZOLAM. Segment is worth the listen just to hear Jack pronounce it. We bring back BPFW thanks to a cracking submission from Garth but it went to the wrong person! So Jack had the joy of answering one. And in SovCits we look at Shorty and Guru making a fuss at the court house in Wollongong. Aaaaaand Babet is a twat! Enjoy!

In today's 'jammed-packed, chockers' episode! Naomi shares the best way of blending yours and a new partners ‘Family Traditions' without it  causing tears and bloodshed in "Wifey Lifey"...In "Lou's Dating Diary", Lou gives her take on what makes a great first date location and it's definitely not under a clock with a rose between your teeth in the wrong suburb...The Ladies ask the big question – ‘Is Ageism a thing when it comes to dating?' in "Question Of The Week"...The heat is being turned down a few notches in "Star-Crossed Lovers", as Naomi and Lou give a final overview on Fire signs Aries, Sagittarius and Leo... Plus, we meet another "PERFECT MATCH!" couple who tell all about their blind date at Sydney's fabulous Bella Vista Hotel! Will Naomi and Lou finally be able to fling rice and confetti as they tearfully watch this couple ride off into the sunset? (*Editor Chris – “Yeah, I wouldn't bank on it folks…”) All that and more, in today's show! Production notes:Recorded at the The Hills Podcast and Video Room located at Bella Vista Hotel Edited by: Chris Rulewski Music by: Danny Müller Content Written &Produced By: Naomi Cao & Louise PalmerCheck out our Facebook group and come join THE HEARD! Chat about the show, our episodes, apply to be on PERFECT MATCH and also be the first to hear all about our latest news: https://www.facebook.com/whattheysaidpodcast?mibextid=tPfjzR Or follow us on Insta: https://www.instagram.com/whattheysaid_podcast?igsh=ZWNpYnhucW4zajQ5See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

EDIT - CORRECTION: From @daggydad on Twitter. Dr John Campbell is an a&e nurse with a PhD, not a doctor of medicine.@GasmanR went on to elaborateSmall pedantic correction, Dr John Campbell is a nurse not a doctor. He does hold a valid Phd and can use the honorific doctor - but it is in the discipline of nursing education, he is not a medical doctor. While unfortunately a small number of my fellow doctors are raving cookers (including unfortunately a guy I went to university with and with whom I also did specialist training in anaesthesia - Paul Oosterhuis) Dr Campbell is owned by our nursing brothers and sisters. His descent from reasoned provider of sound information at the start of the pandemic into full on antivax disinformation grifter is well documented on both YouTube and Twitter by Australia's own Dr Susan Oliver and US based Debunkthefunk.Thanks for everyone who wrote in to say that. We love getting corrected! -----------------------------------------------------------------It's been a bit on and off recently but we are on. A bit of a hybrid episode that took the fast and loose nature of a Black Label with a bit of script to keep it tight.Deep dives are on the horizon but the news keeps newsing and it's time to start delivering the goods. This week we look at the imminent (now very much completed) death throes of Roger Rogerson. Old mate dodged a lot of death in his time but finally it was falling over that really seemed to get him. What a bad person he was.The WEF is annoying. Not because it's a meeting of elites who go skiing and talk about making a shitload of money from us peasants - but because idiot conspiracy theorists need to make it all about them. Disease X is especially annoying and so is that dickhead from Argentina. And Elon Musk. He is very, very annoying.In SovCits we look at a bleach merchant from NZ who gets his comeuppance and Pete is still posting. Dunno why. Nobody except for us seem to care.Enjoy!

With no qualifications to be doing so, Sidney and Ansley attempt to use goofing off and laughter to enlighten comedians and the world by popping open their chakras.  Show love to the Poppers: https://www.patreon.com/ChakraPoppers Watch or Listen to Chakra Poppers: https://linktr.ee/ChakraPoppers Each Guest gets the same 7 questions, with each question being associated with popping open a different Chakra from the bottom up:   Root Chakra- How did you learn to overcome fear?  Pelvis Chakra- Who, what, or where deserves an apology from you? Gut Chakra- How do you overcome disappointment? Heart Chakra- What have you learned from grief? Throat Chakra- What is your favorite lie to tell? Third Eye Chakra- What are two things you used to see as separate but now realize they are the same? Crown Chakra- What is something you can't give up and why?   Ansley and Sidney are a couple of 23 plus years with more than 75% of those years being good ones. Sidney is a stand up comedian, and constantly fantasizes about stopping a a real life crime then saying something funny about it when interviewed by the news. Ansley is a  World Champion and multiple time Pans Champion Jiu Jitsu competitor that is constantly saying funny things and if she wasn't such a jock she'd be one of those white chicks with dirty feet and a crystal collection. Together, they are the Chakra Poppers.    Patreon.com/ChakraPoppers To Listen or Watch:  https://linktr.ee/ChakraPoppers   Chakra Poppers social media: Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/chakrapoppers/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/ChakraPoppers Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/groups/955338234811683/ Ansley Social Media: Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/aceansley Sidney social media: Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/sidneygantt Twitter: https://twitter.com/sidneygantt?lang=en Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SidneyGantt

First of all, sorry for the late drop. We've ben slacking. But it was worth the wait! Royalty abounds! Today (well, a week or so ago), we're joined by Macie May, the self purported Queen of Longmont. I guess that makes her a leader in more than one way, because, well, Macie basically IS the Longmont Leader. (You know, the local news source!?) Like, that's her. Just her. It's basically a one-woman job. So she reigns as queen and she leads by example. Dunno. We gotta say, we're just blown away that we get to speak to all this royalty. But, that's as far as I'll go, I'm not going to spend anymore time talking about King Keefe and his "throne." Thanks to Andy Eppler and David Cutter Music for our intro and outro music.

Kathryn was doing her big cook, so this is all over the place...

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Joseph tries to have a nice conversation with his adult friend, but unstable Jerry lashes out in another unreasonable outburst of rage because he's rightfully unsatisfied and ashamed of his personal relationships.Also, to allow Jerry to have more creative control he was asked to title this episode. HIs choice was "I dunno, best intentions?"Please visit us at http://thegrungepodcast.comAlso, find us on all social media platforms, as well as our Patreon page at http://patreon.com/thegrunge

The Lakers know Christian Wood's talent. Heck, everyone knows Christian Wood's talent.But the big question about him (one of them, at least) has been attitude. Is he willing to play a role? Can he accept one that might not totally be in line with his self image? On the one hand, he thinks he's really good (which you want in every player). On the other, this is a team with LeBron James and Anthony Davis. It has title aspirations, and other quality players around the roster. Wood was, or should have been, humbled by the market.So will he fit into LA's culture? So far so good, but it's never been about first impressions, but what happens once things get going.This is the sort of thing tackled on this episode with guest Dan Woike of the LA Times!Will Wood start? Come off the bench? Woike thinks it's the latter. And who will be starting? Woike has a potential name that might not be getting quite as much buzz as he should. But what happens when the game gets going?The Lakers will be looking to give players consistent roles, but there are tons of options at play, here, especially as the team decides who starts at small forward.Finally, it's a quick look around the West. Austin Reaves, guesting on Zach Lowe's podcast, said he thinks the Lakers have the most talented roster in the league. Like, in talent. And depth, and versatility. Are they the best team? Dunno, but in terms of how you look at talent, you can make an argument. Maybe you don't come down on the Lakers, but it's not absurd.Then Reaves said something perhaps more bold: That he's the best golfer in the NBA. Most people would say it's Steph Curry. (Steph Curry likely would, at the least). Whether he's right or wrong, the fact that Reaves believes this and pushed back on Lowe when he suggested it might be Steph? This is as revealing as anything about the guy. Reaves is scarily competitive.If someone doesn't set up some sort of match play event with Reaves and Curry, everyone is doing it wrong.HOSTS: Andy Kamenetzky, with guest Dan Woike!SEGMENT 1: Will Christian Wood fit in well with Lakers culture?SEGMENT 2: Who starts at small forward? Could it be Taurean Prince?SEGMENT 3: Reaves speaks!Support Us By Supporting Our Sponsors!DoorDashGet fifty percent off your first DoorDash order up to a twenty-dollar value when you use code lockedonnba at checkout. Limited time offer, terms apply.Jase MedicalSave more than $360 by getting these lifesaving antibiotics with Jase Medical plus an additional $20 off by using code LOCKEDON at checkout on jasemedical.com.FanDuelThis episode is brought to you by FanDuel Sportsbook, Official Sportsbook of Locked On. Right now, NEW customers can bet FIVE DOLLARS and get TWO HUNDRED in BONUS BETS - GUARANTEED. Visit FanDuel.com/LOCKEDON to get started.FANDUEL DISCLAIMER: 21+ in select states. First online real money wager only. Bonus issued as nonwithdrawable free bets that expires in 14 days. Restrictions apply. See terms at sportsbook.fanduel.com. Gambling Problem? Call 1-800-GAMBLER or visit FanDuel.com/RG (CO, IA, MD, MI, NJ, PA, IL, VA, WV), 1-800-NEXT-STEP or text NEXTSTEP to 53342 (AZ), 1-888-789-7777 or visit ccpg.org/chat (CT), 1-800-9-WITH-IT (IN), 1-800-522-4700 (WY, KS) or visit ksgamblinghelp.com (KS), 1-877-770-STOP (LA), 1-877-8-HOPENY or text HOPENY (467369) (NY), TN REDLINE 1-800-889-9789 (TN) Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

The Lakers know Christian Wood's talent. Heck, everyone knows Christian Wood's talent. But the big question about him (one of them, at least) has been attitude. Is he willing to play a role? Can he accept one that might not totally be in line with his self image? On the one hand, he thinks he's really good (which you want in every player). On the other, this is a team with LeBron James and Anthony Davis. It has title aspirations, and other quality players around the roster. Wood was, or should have been, humbled by the market. So will he fit into LA's culture? So far so good, but it's never been about first impressions, but what happens once things get going. This is the sort of thing tackled on this episode with guest Dan Woike of the LA Times! Will Wood start? Come off the bench? Woike thinks it's the latter. And who will be starting? Woike has a potential name that might not be getting quite as much buzz as he should. But what happens when the game gets going? The Lakers will be looking to give players consistent roles, but there are tons of options at play, here, especially as the team decides who starts at small forward. Finally, it's a quick look around the West. Austin Reaves, guesting on Zach Lowe's podcast, said he thinks the Lakers have the most talented roster in the league. Like, in talent. And depth, and versatility. Are they the best team? Dunno, but in terms of how you look at talent, you can make an argument. Maybe you don't come down on the Lakers, but it's not absurd. Then Reaves said something perhaps more bold: That he's the best golfer in the NBA. Most people would say it's Steph Curry. (Steph Curry likely would, at the least). Whether he's right or wrong, the fact that Reaves believes this and pushed back on Lowe when he suggested it might be Steph? This is as revealing as anything about the guy. Reaves is scarily competitive. If someone doesn't set up some sort of match play event with Reaves and Curry, everyone is doing it wrong. HOSTS: Andy Kamenetzky, with guest Dan Woike! SEGMENT 1: Will Christian Wood fit in well with Lakers culture? SEGMENT 2: Who starts at small forward? Could it be Taurean Prince? SEGMENT 3: Reaves speaks! Support Us By Supporting Our Sponsors! DoorDash Get fifty percent off your first DoorDash order up to a twenty-dollar value when you use code lockedonnba at checkout. Limited time offer, terms apply. Jase Medical Save more than $360 by getting these lifesaving antibiotics with Jase Medical plus an additional $20 off by using code LOCKEDON at checkout on jasemedical.com. FanDuel This episode is brought to you by FanDuel Sportsbook, Official Sportsbook of Locked On. Right now, NEW customers can bet FIVE DOLLARS and get TWO HUNDRED in BONUS BETS - GUARANTEED. Visit FanDuel.com/LOCKEDON to get started. FANDUEL DISCLAIMER: 21+ in select states. First online real money wager only. Bonus issued as nonwithdrawable free bets that expires in 14 days. Restrictions apply. See terms at sportsbook.fanduel.com. Gambling Problem? Call 1-800-GAMBLER or visit FanDuel.com/RG (CO, IA, MD, MI, NJ, PA, IL, VA, WV), 1-800-NEXT-STEP or text NEXTSTEP to 53342 (AZ), 1-888-789-7777 or visit ccpg.org/chat (CT), 1-800-9-WITH-IT (IN), 1-800-522-4700 (WY, KS) or visit ksgamblinghelp.com (KS), 1-877-770-STOP (LA), 1-877-8-HOPENY or text HOPENY (467369) (NY), TN REDLINE 1-800-889-9789 (TN) Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

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The Best Christian Podcast in the Metaverse Canary Cry News Talk #626 - 05.22.2023 - Recorded Live to Tape NEXT GENESIS | Cataclysm Intel, Trump Tats, Digital Asset, Iran Antarctica Deconstructing Corporate Mainstream Media News from a Biblical Worldview We Operate Value 4 Value: http://CanaryCry.Support Join Supply Drop: http://CanaryCrySupplyDrop.com Submit Articles: http://CanaryCry.Report Join the Tee Shirt Council: http://CanaryCryTShirtCouncil.com Resource: Index of MSM Ownership (Harvard.edu) Resource: Aliens Demons Doc (feat. Dr. Heiser, Unseen Realm) All the links: http://CanaryCry.Party   This Episode was Produced By: Executive Producers Anonymous***   Producers Morgan E, Malik W, Sir Morv Knight of the Burning Chariots, Sir Casey the Shield Knight, Veronica D, Ronin Poet, Dame Gail Canary Whisperer and Lady of X's and O's, Sir Scott Knight of Truth   CanaryCry.ART Submissions Sir Dove Knight of Rusbeltia JonathanF LittleOwen   Microfiction Runksmash - Sprinting down an alley marked with Xs and Os the young woman looks behind her, the coast is clear for now, so she knocks on door and bends over to catch her breath, and when a slot opens she says haltingly “Tweet Tweet hungry boys.” The door opens.   Stephen S - Deep in BuyMyTech's laboratory aquarium, Bill the  Betta swims around a goldfish. “Charlie, what's that on your head?” “Dunno, last thing I remember was getting caught in a net.” “Does it hurt?” “Only when I bump into things, then my brain screams.”   CLIP PRODUCER Emsworth, FaeLivrin, Joelms, Laura   TIMESTAPERS Jade Bouncerson, Christine C, Pocojo   CanaryCry.Report Submissions JAM   REMINDERS Clankoniphius   SHOW NOTES Podcast = T - 2:09 from D-Live Happy Birthday, Mrs. Gonzo! Basil update - Basil is home! 3:48 V / 1:39 P HELLO, RUN DOWN 6:00 V / 3:51 P BIBLCAL/BEING WATCHED/FOOD 8:14 V / 6:05 P → NY to Track Residents' Food Purchases, ‘Caps on Meat' Served (Defender) → NY City sinking under its own weight, buildings are too heavy, scientists warn (LiveScience) Note: CIA declassified document, The Adam and Eve Story DAY JINGLE/V4V/EXEC./TREASURE 22:35 V / 20:26 P   FLIPPY 31:36 V / 29:27 P Researchers develop ‘Stargazer' camera robot that can help film tutorial videos (U of Toronto)   FBI 40:41 V / 38:32 P FBI issued 278,000 improper searches in 2021: filings (NY Post)   MIND CONTROL 47:21 V / 45:12 P Host of “Elden's Circle of Law” created controller that uses brain to operate (Breaking Latest) Note: Where this is headed, Clip: Noah Yuval Herari   TRUMP/MOTB 55:07 V / 52:58 P Clip: Guy gets Trump signature tattoo…signed by Trump   NWO/CHINA/WW3 1:01:32 V / 59:23 P To Counter China, G7 Countries Borrow Its Economic Playbook (NY Times)   MONEY 1:10:14 V / 1:08:05 P Clip: Biden says he won't support law that helps crypto traders  What happens when $2 trillion is sucked out of the global economy? It may not be pretty (CNN) → BIS, to allow Central Banks to hold Digital Assets Jan 2025 (BIS) Note: Social Justice Tokens are coming! Gun Control: Who pays for medical bills after mass shootings? (abc)    ANTARCTICA 1:43:58 V / 1:41:49 P Clip: Winds nearly blows away guy in Antarctica (Times Now) Why does Iran want to send a navy flotilla to Antarctica? - analysis (J-Post) Clip: Wild theory about Antarctica   V4V/SPEAKPIPE/TALENT 1:53:47 V / 1:51:38 P TIME PRODUCERS 2:00:12 V / 1:58:03 P END

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Grab the rabbit and the beaujolais, boo. After a meeting in Miami that fortunately did *not* end in a confrontation at a Hertz, Matt & Bow have invited the luminous and talented Reneé Rapp & Alyah Chanelle Scott from HBO Max's The Sex Lives of College Girls to laugh, gab and snarl with them on Las Cultch and chat about bringing "I Dunno, Man..." energy to daddy HBO, their friendship origin story at a Residence Inn, the imperious "mothers" of the Charlotte high school theater scene, the Jimmy Awards, anger, being the therapist amongst a friend group, and calling the people you love little names tehe. Also, Alyah attended Beyoncé's Dubai concert and shares details, Reneé discusses an awakening she had watching Teresa Giudice flipping a table on The Real Housewives of New Jersey and the girls tell tales of throwing hands for one another. All this, The Last of Us, Reneé's new EP Everything to Everyone, Extreme Makeover: Home Edition, Wicked vs. Avenue Q, Kenya Moore and That French Bitch At Customs. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.