Podcasts about French Resistance

Collection of French resistance movements that fought against the Nazi German occupation of France and against the collaborationist Vichy régime

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What a Creep
Creepy Actor Gerard Depardieu & 5 NON-Creepy Women Who Joined the French Resistance

What a Creep

Play Episode Listen Later May 16, 2025 44:36


What a CreepSeason 29, Episode 6Gerard DepardieuGerard Depardieu is an actor who has appeared in more than 250 films and is one of the biggest stars in France. He was recently convicted of sexually assaulting two women on a movie set, for which he got an 18-month suspended sentence and a $32,000 fine to be paid to each victim. Plus, he must register as a sex offender. But this is just the tip of the iceberg. He's a creep who has been accused by more than 20 women of sexual assault and harassment. Sources for this episode Associated PressAssociated PressAssociated PressEuronewsThe Guardian The Hollywood ReporterThe New York TimesTime MagazineVanity FairWikipediaTrigger warning: Sexual assault and sexual harassmentNon-Creep! History Hit: “Five Heroic Women of the French Resistance” by Sarah RollerBe sure to follow us on social media. But don't follow us too closely … don't be a creep about it! Subscribe to us on Apple PodcastsFacebook: Join the private groupBlueSky Instagram @WhatACreepPodcastVisit our Patreon page: https://www.patreon.com/whatacreepEmail: WhatACreepPodcast@gmail.com We've got merch here! https://whatacreeppodcast.threadless.com/#Our website is www.whatacreeppodcast.com Our logo was created by Claudia Gomez-Rodriguez. Follow her on Instagram @ClaudInCloud

History Extra podcast
Josephine Baker: life of the week

History Extra podcast

Play Episode Listen Later May 12, 2025 47:17


Showbusiness, spying and civil rights - the extraordinary life of Josephine Baker had it all. From difficult beginnings, Baker transformed herself into the world's first black superstar, before turning her talents to espionage on behalf of the French Resistance. Hanna Diamond tells Ellie Cawthorne more about Baker's showbiz lifestyle, tireless campaigning, troupe of 12 adopted children and pet cheetah. (Ad) Hanna Diamond is the author of Josephine Baker's Secret War: The African American Star Who Fought for France and Freedom (Yale University Press, 2025). Buy it now from Amazon: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Josephine-Bakers-Secret-War-American/dp/0300279981/?tag=bbchistory045-21&ascsubtag=historyextra-social-histboty. The HistoryExtra podcast is produced by the team behind BBC History Magazine. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

France in focus
Resistance: When France's clergy saved Jews during WWII

France in focus

Play Episode Listen Later May 7, 2025 12:26


After the fall of France in 1940, the clergy welcomed Marshal Pétain as a saviour. But when Jewish people started being rounded up in the summer of 1942, Protestant pastors and Catholic clerics spoke out against the deportations. Their words broke the silence of the institutions and encouraged the Resistance, while schools and convents opened their doors to Jewish refugees. In the spring of 1940, the French army was defeated by the Wehrmacht, and Marshal Pétain agreed to collaborate with the occupying forces. Among the measures taken by his Vichy-based government was the "status of Jews", on October 18. The law excluded Jews from public life and many foreign Jewish refugees were also rounded up in internment camps.As early as the summer of 1940, some French people were compelled to commit to a moral and spiritual Resistance.This was the case of Pastor Roland de Pury in Lyon, who declared from the pulpit on July 14: "France would be better off dead than to sell itself."His words echo the sentiments of Bruno de Solages, rector of the Institut Catholique in Toulouse, who took in refugees from all over Europe, issuing them with student cards to enable them to obtain false papers and go underground.Yet the real turning point came in the summer of 1942, when the large roundups began. Volunteers working in the internment camps near Toulouse alerted the archbishop to the mistreatment of the Jewish people, as they were directed on foot into cattle cars. Monseigneur Saliège wrote a letter, which he sent to be read aloud in every church in his diocese, denouncing the deportations and appealing to Christian morality.In Lyon, on the night of August 28-29, 1942, the Amitié Chrétienne association organised the largest rescue of Jewish children in France, thanks to the protection of Cardinal Gerlier, Archbishop of Lyon. Cardinal Gerlier, who had supported Marshal Pétain in 1940, refused to hand over the children to the Prefect of Lyon, who was directing the deportations. Spiritual power in defiance of the powers that be: the Lyon Resistance amplified this act, making it a pivotal event.Cardinals Saliège and Gerlier were not targeted by the authorities because of their age and rank in the Church, but many men and women of the cloth were arrested for their moral Resistance. Roland de Pury spent more than five months incarcerated at Fort Montluc in Lyon. Others, such as Solages and three priests from the Institut Catholique in Toulouse, were sent to camps in Germany. They wrote first-hand accounts of their deportation in a collective publication entitled "Pèlerins de bagne" or "Pilgrims of the penal colony". Many of their fellow prisoners never returned.

Daughters of Ferrix
Andor Is Letting Me Down

Daughters of Ferrix

Play Episode Listen Later May 6, 2025 73:56


In which we return to Andor: its French Resistance, Eedy Karn's Fox News brain, and the Bury Your Gays Trope, as joined by Beatrix Gilling.Find Greater Ōtautahi over on their website.FULL SPOILERS: Andor Season 2, Episodes 4-6.Sources for this episode can be found at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠daughtersofferrix.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ You can support the show at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠patreon.com/daughtersofferrix⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.Daughters of Ferrix is ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@TheLetterbomber⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ and ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@SofiainSLC⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠. Background music is by ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Louie Zong⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠. Follow the podcast ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@FerrixPod⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.

The Chris Voss Show
The Chris Voss Show Podcast – The Sisterhood of Ravensbrück: How an Intrepid Band of Frenchwomen Resisted the Nazis in Hitler’s All-Female Concentration Camp by Lynne Olson

The Chris Voss Show

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 17, 2025 27:27


The Sisterhood of Ravensbrück: How an Intrepid Band of Frenchwomen Resisted the Nazis in Hitler's All-Female Concentration Camp by Lynne Olson Amazon.com The extraordinary true story of a small group of Frenchwomen, all Resistance members, who banded together in a notorious concentration camp to defy the Nazis—from the New York Times bestselling author of Madame Fourcade's Secret War “At once heartbreaking and beautifully told, this is a masterwork of nonfiction, a must-read for anyone who wants more of the incredible true story behind Lilac Girls.”—Martha Hall Kelly, author of Lilac Girls Decades after the end of World War II, the name Ravensbrück still evokes horror for those with knowledge of this infamous all-women's concentration camp, better known since it became the setting of Martha Hall Kelly's bestselling novel, Lilac Girls. Particularly shocking were the medical experiments performed on some of the inmates. Ravensbrück was atypical in other ways as well, not just as the only all-female German concentration camp, but because 80 percent of its inmates were political prisoners, among them a tight-knit group of women who had been active in the French Resistance. Already well-practiced in sabotaging the Nazis in occupied France, these women joined forces to defy their German captors and keep one another alive. The sisterhood's members, amid unimaginable terror and brutality, subverted Germany's war effort by refusing to do assigned work. They risked death for any infraction, but that did not stop them from defying their SS tormentors at every turn—even staging a satirical musical revue about the horrors of the camp. After the war, when many in France wanted to focus only on the future, the women from Ravensbrück refused to allow their achievements, needs, and sacrifices to be erased. They banded together once more, first to support one another in healing their bodies and minds and then to continue their crusade for freedom and justice—an effort that would have repercussions for their country and the world into the twenty-first century.About the author Lynne Olson is a New York Times bestselling author of ten books of history. Former U.S. Secretary of State Madeleine Albright has called her “our era's foremost chronicler of World War II politics and diplomacy.” Lynne's latest book, The Sisterhood of Ravensbrück: How an Intrepid Band of Frenchwomen Resisted the Nazis in Hitler's All-Female Concentration Camp, will be published by Random House on June 3, 2025. Her earlier books include three New York Times bestsellers: Madame Fourcade's Secret War: The Daring Young Woman Who Led France's Largest Spy Network Against the Nazis; Those Angry Days: Roosevelt, Lindbergh, and America's Fight Over World War II, 1939-1941, and Citizens of London: The Americans Who Stood with Britain in Its Darkest, Finest Hour.

Wingmen Show
Why Don't We Have Enough Air Traffic Controllers?

Wingmen Show

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 8, 2025 31:22


Sent us text! We would love to hear from you!Josephine Baker, born in the state of Missouri, lived most of her life in France in order to enjoy a sense of liberty and freedom as a human being and performer that was denied to her in the USA. During the early part of the twentieth century. This multi-talented woman is considered one of France's greatest people because of her work with the French Resistance during World War II. There is a chronic shortage of air traffic controllers that is more than a decade old. The preexisting situation was complicated by the broader chaos caused by the COVID pandemic coupled with a sudden upsurge in the amount of people traveling by air.  Although initial certification and follow-on training standards are demanding, a lucrative career awaits those capable of meeting the unique demands of aviation safety for the traveling public. The recent spate of aviation-related accidents should not dissuade you from flying. Go ahead and take your trip. By all standards, flying the safest form of transportation. Across the fifty states of America there are tens of thousands of flight  on a daily basis. Despite the sensational stories involving airplanes, when you look at the numbers, the rate of accidents or serious incidents is very small. Despite what you hear on the news, according to surveys there are some happy people in the world. Consider Finland and Sri Lanka, among other places as relaxing and pleasant places to visit. It is advisable to research any place you are considering visiting to get a comprehensive safety and security briefing before venturing far from home. Meet a young wingman who conducted a one-person rescue unassisted. He became a “Guardian Angel”, as he literally clicked, watched and saved a life. 

New Books in Literature
Michael Backus, "The Heart Is Meat: An 80s Memoir" (Oil on Water Press, 2025)

New Books in Literature

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 6, 2025 58:11


In the early 80s, New York City's Gansevoort Meatpacking District, a small irregular patch of the West Village, was a wild confluence of meat market workers, gay men hitting The Mineshaft or The Anvil, transgendered prostitutes, homeless huddled around burn barrels, New Jersey mafiosos, veterans of three wars, heroes of the French Resistance, and Holocaust survivors. I was newly arrived to New York City when I began working at Adolf Kusy Meats in 1982, a young man barely out of college who had never imagined himself in any city, much less New York. I had decided I was going to be a fiction writer and while ignorant of what that might entail, I understood writers lived in New York. From the start, Kusy's seemed the perfect place for a budding writer looking for life experience, a singular, endlessly entertaining circus. When I interviewed Red, my old boss at Kusy's in October of 2013, the first thing he said was, “I wish now I had a tape recorder and had just recorded every day down there. Just the fucking stories alone, the shit people came up with every day, the insanity of that place.”​ It's also the story of a young couple fresh from the Midwest making a life together. We were college sweethearts, seduced by the glamour and excitement of the East Village, its fashion model roommates, conceptual art openings, and junkies lined up outside bombed out buildings. We tried to live with an intensity that could only lead us to ruin. The Heart is Meat (Oil on Water Press, 2025) is a re-creation of a mythic time and place in New York City that can never exist again, an evocation of a vanished attitude, a pre-networked American Romanticism. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/literature

Wisdom of the Masters
Jean Klein ~ Natural Openness ~ Advaita

Wisdom of the Masters

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 5, 2025 15:00


This is a selection of non-dual pointers taken from Jean Klein's text, "Transmission of the Flame".Jean Klein (October 19, 1912 – February 22, 1998) was a French author, spiritual teacher and philosopher of Advaita Vedanta (Nondualism). He was born in Berlin and spent his childhood in Brno and Prague. Having left Germany in 1933 for France, he secretly worked with the French Resistance in the Second World War. Klein was a musicologist and doctor, traveled to India where he was influenced by Sri Atmananda Krishna Menon, studied Kashmir Shaivism and was sent to the West to teach Advaita Vedanta. He is regarded as one most eloquent communicators of non-duality in the second half of the 20th century.

New Books Network
Michael Backus, "The Heart Is Meat: An 80s Memoir" (Oil on Water Press, 2025)

New Books Network

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 5, 2025 58:11


In the early 80s, New York City's Gansevoort Meatpacking District, a small irregular patch of the West Village, was a wild confluence of meat market workers, gay men hitting The Mineshaft or The Anvil, transgendered prostitutes, homeless huddled around burn barrels, New Jersey mafiosos, veterans of three wars, heroes of the French Resistance, and Holocaust survivors. I was newly arrived to New York City when I began working at Adolf Kusy Meats in 1982, a young man barely out of college who had never imagined himself in any city, much less New York. I had decided I was going to be a fiction writer and while ignorant of what that might entail, I understood writers lived in New York. From the start, Kusy's seemed the perfect place for a budding writer looking for life experience, a singular, endlessly entertaining circus. When I interviewed Red, my old boss at Kusy's in October of 2013, the first thing he said was, “I wish now I had a tape recorder and had just recorded every day down there. Just the fucking stories alone, the shit people came up with every day, the insanity of that place.”​ It's also the story of a young couple fresh from the Midwest making a life together. We were college sweethearts, seduced by the glamour and excitement of the East Village, its fashion model roommates, conceptual art openings, and junkies lined up outside bombed out buildings. We tried to live with an intensity that could only lead us to ruin. The Heart is Meat (Oil on Water Press, 2025) is a re-creation of a mythic time and place in New York City that can never exist again, an evocation of a vanished attitude, a pre-networked American Romanticism. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/new-books-network

New Books in Biography
Michael Backus, "The Heart Is Meat: An 80s Memoir" (Oil on Water Press, 2025)

New Books in Biography

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 5, 2025 58:11


In the early 80s, New York City's Gansevoort Meatpacking District, a small irregular patch of the West Village, was a wild confluence of meat market workers, gay men hitting The Mineshaft or The Anvil, transgendered prostitutes, homeless huddled around burn barrels, New Jersey mafiosos, veterans of three wars, heroes of the French Resistance, and Holocaust survivors. I was newly arrived to New York City when I began working at Adolf Kusy Meats in 1982, a young man barely out of college who had never imagined himself in any city, much less New York. I had decided I was going to be a fiction writer and while ignorant of what that might entail, I understood writers lived in New York. From the start, Kusy's seemed the perfect place for a budding writer looking for life experience, a singular, endlessly entertaining circus. When I interviewed Red, my old boss at Kusy's in October of 2013, the first thing he said was, “I wish now I had a tape recorder and had just recorded every day down there. Just the fucking stories alone, the shit people came up with every day, the insanity of that place.”​ It's also the story of a young couple fresh from the Midwest making a life together. We were college sweethearts, seduced by the glamour and excitement of the East Village, its fashion model roommates, conceptual art openings, and junkies lined up outside bombed out buildings. We tried to live with an intensity that could only lead us to ruin. The Heart is Meat (Oil on Water Press, 2025) is a re-creation of a mythic time and place in New York City that can never exist again, an evocation of a vanished attitude, a pre-networked American Romanticism. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/biography

We Have Ways of Making You Talk
Fighting With The French Resistance

We Have Ways of Making You Talk

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 2, 2025 35:17


As a part of our ongoing effort to commemorate the incredible global story of WW2, we present our ongoing ‘Family Stories' series. This series tells YOUR relatives' stories of derring do - both on the front line and home front. In this episode we hear your tales of narrowly avoiding death, convoy duty, and a pilot on the run in Nazi-occupied France. With thanks to Stevan Bennett, John Wiltshire, Alan King, Ryan Alder, Daniel Kofler, Ian Davis, and Rory Stark for sharing. EPISODES ARE AVAILABLE FOR MEMBERS AD FREE - SIGN UP AT patreon.com/wehaveways A Goalhanger Production Produced by James Regan Exec Producer: Tony Pastor Social: @WeHaveWaysPod Email: wehavewayspodcast@gmail.com Join our ‘Independent Company' to watch exclusive livestreams, get presale events, and our weekly newsletter book and model discounts. Membership Club: patreon.com/wehaveways Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Politics of Cinema
Cinematic Resistance: Army of Shadows (1969) & the Weight of Impossible Choices

Politics of Cinema

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 28, 2025 53:48


On this episode, we're staying in the late sixties for one more film as we watch Jean-Pierre Melville's Army of Shadows (1969). A haunting portrayal of the French Resistance during the early days of World War II that serves as an existential reflection on what it really takes to fight an occupying force. Melville's muted color palette and precise framing underscore the suffocating atmosphere of occupied France, while also highlighting the moral complexity faced by those fighting fascism. The film presents a sobering look at the personal costs of opposing tyranny and forces the viewer to confront the often futile nature of resistance in the face of overwhelming oppression.  The film was dismissed as Gaullist propaganda (which is fair) when it was first released in 1969, but received a much warmer welcome when it was restored and rereleased in 2006. It hits even harder in 2025 America. Follow us at: Patreon / Instagram / Letterboxd / Facebook 

The Libertarian Institute - All Podcasts
Ep 015 “Freeboot Reboot: 21st Century PMC in War”

The Libertarian Institute - All Podcasts

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 10, 2025 59:16


This episode examines what private military companies and campaigns look like. I discuss traditional and emerging trends in private military warfare which tends to still take place in nation-state warfare. While combat support and combat service support billets have been filled with private military entities for all know history, the emergence of larger and larger forces of private kinetic and trigger puller entities has gotten larger over time. References: 'The last supper': How a 1993 Pentagon dinner reshaped the defense industry... Erik Prince at Hillsdale: "The Future of Dynamic Warfare" Sean McFate Mercenaries and War: Understanding Private Armies Today The mercenary boom: How private military contractors are redefining modern warfare International Stability Operations Association Eeben Barlow Executive Outcomes: Against all Odds Al J. Venter War Dog: Fighting Other People's Wars *** HR Kedward In Search of the Maquis: Rural Resistance in Southern France, 1942-1944 George Millar Maquis: An Englishman in the French Resistance Ian Wellsted SAS with the Maquis: In Action with the French Resistance, June–September 1944 Stephen Biddle Nonstate Warfare: The Military Methods of Guerillas, Warlords, and Militias Anyone attending the Special Operations Forces Week festivities in Tampa on 5-8 May 2025? If so, we should arrange a rendezvous. Email at cgpodcast@pm.me

Queer News
Meet Isabel Pell: Lesbian Socialite and Hero of the French Resistance

Queer News

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 8, 2025 39:44


In this episode, Anna & Amanda uncover the untold story of Isabel Pell—Raised among New York's elite, she ditched high society, defied expectations, and ultimately joined the fight against the Nazis in France.This bold and rebellious queer woman defied expectations, loved who she wanted, and risked her life by joining the French Resistance during WWII.  In this episode you'll discover: ✅ How she was banished from NYC's elite for breaking all the rules ✅ The dramatic queer love affair that ended in a crash over the North Sea ✅ Why she risked it all to join the French Resistance in WWII LGBTQ stories must be told so history won't erase us!  This is Queer History Done Right. 

The 250
414. Un condamné à mort s'est échappé ou Le Vent souffle où il veut (A Man Escaped) (#250)

The 250

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 7, 2025 144:44


Hosted by Andrew Quinn and Darren Mooney, this week with special guest Brendan Hodges, The 250 is a (mostly) weekly trip through some of the best (and worst) movies ever made, as voted for by Internet Movie Database Users. New episodes are released every second Saturday at 6pm GMT, with the occasional bonus episode between them. This week, Robert Bresson's Un condamné à mort s'est échappé ou Le Vent souffle où il veut. A member of the French Resistance is arrested by the Nazi authorities and sentenced to death. However, he vows to escape. At time of recording, it was ranked 250th on the list of the best movies of all time on the Internet Movie Database.

Books and Authors
The incredible story of the most successful escape of WW2

Books and Authors

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 7, 2025 48:27


"When you look at history across the world and across centuries, there are some things that are well remembered and there are many things that are forgotten. In some way, it's interesting to ask, 'What is remembered and why?' and then maybe take that further and ask, 'by whom?' It's really interesting for me as a historian to ask why is it that this particular event, this particular escape and the camp itself and the thousands of Indians who were there... Why has it been pretty much forgotten until now? It's fascinating that these guys were so resourceful. They were looking after each other and some were helping the French too in that critical time. 100s of them got to Switzerland and that was a triumph of resilience, really!" - Ghee Bowman, author, 'The Great Epinal Escape; Indian Prisoners of War in German Hands' talks to Manjula Narayan about the most successful escape of the Second World War, and the forgotten story of the hundreds of soldiers of the British Indian Army from all across the subcontinent, who broke out of the prison camp in the French town of Epinal and hid from the German army as they trudged across 100 km to freedom in Switzerland, with some like Jai Lall from Rohtak even joining and fighting alongside the French Resistance.  Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

The Knight Show
The Spy Who Served: Virginia Hall's Legacy of Looking Beyond Herself

The Knight Show

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 5, 2025 14:33


Send us a text Episode Summary:  Virginia Hall was more than just a master of espionage—she was a leader who put others before herself, embodying the outward mindset in the most dangerous circumstances. In this episode, we explore how Hall's selfless dedication to the Allied cause, her deep connections with the French Resistance, and her ability to empower those around her made her one of World War II's most effective spies. How did her mindset shape her success? And what can we learn from her approach to leadership, service, and resilience? Tune in to uncover the incredible story of The Spy Who Served.Topics Covered:✅ Virginia Hall's early life and challenges✅ The loss of her leg and how it fueled her determination✅ Her role as a spy in Nazi-occupied France✅ How goals help people turn outward. Quotes:

Steamy Stories Podcast
Beverly's Ride: Part 1

Steamy Stories Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 2, 2025


I help a female classmate with a ride to school and get surprising dividends.by senor longo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories. Thursday, March 23, 1961.It was the days of doo-wop diners and drive-in movies. Poodle skirts and saddle shoes.My mom was having one of those “oops” babies; one of those pregnancies that come totally unplanned, which this definitely was. I'm Richard, 18 and a high school senior, and because Mom had to spend the next four months in bed, I was able to drive her car to school rather than take the school bus. After reaching the school and realizing that I was early I drove through some of the parallel streets behind it, looking for friends who were “walkers” who might want a ride.That's how I ran into Beverly; not literally, of course. She was walking one Thursday morning in late March as she always did when I approached, asking if she'd like a ride. Like me, Beverly was a senior, but we were polar opposites.I was tall and thin; actually skinny; well over six feet with a protruding Adam's apple that gave me a nickname ever since we had red the Washington Irving story, “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow,” way back in ninth grade English. Ever since then I'd had been called “Ichabod” due to my resemblance to the Disney character we had also seen on TV.In contrast, Beverly was short; barely five feet; and to be kind, I'd call her buxom. We were friendly acquaintances as were most of us in the senior class, but hardly close personal friends.Beverly accepted my offer of a ride, which was no surprise, but once in the car, she slid across the front seat of Mom's '58 Ford until she was practically in my lap. That was not only a surprise; it was actually shocking, but what would I do about it? It was chancy, I knew. There would be one of three results. I was pretty sure that she'd let me kiss her, but what would she do when I put her hand on my cock? First, she might just stroke it, and; if she did; I'd have it out and into her hand in a flash. Second, she could just pull her hand away. Finally, she could just haul off and slap me. I was praying for number one, obviously.I pulled over after about a quarter mile where I could tell that there was nobody to be seen, ahead or behind us, and on neither side, too. Once the engine was off, I leaned down and gave her a kiss. Her response was better than I had hoped. Her mouth opened and her tongue was pushed into mine in a flash. I wasted no time getting to the moment of truth. I had pulled my cock up so there was room for it to expand and harden. Using my left hand, I took her right and placed it on my organ. Yes! She began to stroke it firmly as she pressed her lips into mine forcefully and her tongue became even more active.My hands were busy with her blouse's buttons and soon I had her bra pushed up over her fleshy mounds. My hands massaged them as my fingers pinched and tweaked her nipples. Meanwhile, Beverly continued to rub my cock through my slacks. I stopped the massage momentarily so I could open my belt and slacks. Beverly's hands dug immediately into my briefs, pulling my cock and balls out and tucking the elastic band under my large swollen testicles.Now Beverly attacked my organ with surprising strength and energy. Her hands were moving swiftly as I began to feel it. “Beverly, if you keep that up, I'm going to make a terrific mess. I'm gonna cum all over the place.” I thought she might stop, but she continued as she quickly removed her lips from mine, wrapping them tightly around my glans, and just in time, because I blew mere seconds later. Beverly eagerly swallowed all of it; well, most of it, anyway. There were several drops on her cheeks and chin.Beverly was licking her lips when I grabbed my cock, pulling it with my tightly wrapped fist as I told Beverly, ”There's a bit more here, if you're interested.” Not surprisingly, she was. Every time I pulled a droplet from my hole, she was there to lick it, savoring the taste and texture in her mouth and on her tongue. Finally, I was done, so I wrapped myself up and returned to kissing her and tweaking her nipples.Once she was warmed up physically, I lifted her skirt and drove my fingers under her panties and into her cunt. “Oh, God, Richard. Do it! Fuck me with your fingers. That's it. Use another finger in me, please! Make me cum! Please! Make me cum!”Now I had two fingers in her and she was dripping wet. Any more, and her skirt would be ruined. Suddenly, she arched her back and her body rose from the seat. Her hands gripped my head as she kissed me frantically, her tongue driving deeply into my mouth, as she came with incredible force. Some thirty seconds later, she came to rest. Checking her watch, she told me, “I have just enough time to go home and change if you'll take me. Don't worry. My parents are away for a long weekend. Maybe you'd like to come by tonight and fuck me.”I started the car and turned around, following her directions to her house. She ran in, stripping out of her skirt as she ran. Less than five minutes later she was back in the car and we were on our way to school. “You probably think I'm an incredible slut.” I was just about to say “no” when she continued. “All I think about is sex. Fucking and sucking, over and over, is all I want to do. I don't care if you just use me for sex. That's what I want. I know we'll never date seriously. My parents will only allow me to date someone who is an Orthodox Jew, just like us. But I don't care if it's just this weekend. I want your cock, and I want it badly. Can you take me home after school today? I have two condoms, but we'll need more, lots more, if you want to do it tomorrow and Saturday.” What the hell! That sounded just fine to me.An entire weekend of unbridled sex! What an incredible find for a socially inept guy like myself. I'd never know the reason, but while I was always confident and outspoken in class, I was usually totally tongue-tied when it came to girls, or young women, whatever you might want to call them. I knew from locker room talk that several of my friends were sexually active. I wasn't so naïve that I believed all of the talk, but several of my classmates had some of the finest looking and hottest girls as their long-term girlfriends. They were all confident athletes, and, unlike the “big talkers” they rarely talked about their relationships with their girlfriends. I also knew that two brothers; no longer students; had married their girlfriends after knocking them up. They had all dropped out of school, a powerful statement about the depth of their stupidity.I told Beverly that I'd have to check with my mom; if she needed me to run any errands for her. If not, I'd be in her bed in a heartbeat. We parted once I had parked in the high school lot, heading for our lockers until lunch when all of the seniors would meet to eat and chat. I had often sat with girls as well as my guy friends, so nobody would be surprised to find Beverly and me at the same table. We were joined by two girls and one male; all top-drawer students like me. Oddly, all three girls were Jewish while the other male and I were Christians.Our table talk dealt mostly with academic issues; the upcoming Advanced Placement exams in English, Calculus, French, and Physics as well as the state exams in Physics and Advanced Algebra, which Beverly and one of the other girls were taking. Also, on our minds, was the Senior Prom, which was just two months away, for which I still didn't have a date. We all rose to leave, but Beverly and I lingered behind the others for a few seconds. “I phoned my mom and she doesn't need me at home so I told her I was going over to a friend's house to review some calculus issues. She just told me to be home by 5:30 so we'll have at least an hour and a half.”“That's great,” she whispered. I'll bet I can get you to cum at least twice and at least that many for me. I'll meet you at your car. Okay?” I agreed and, once I was sure we were the last to leave I pushed my hand up the back of her skirt and my fingers into her cunt. I fucked her with them for about thirty seconds until she shook as the spasms of a powerful orgasm ripped through her body. The timing was perfect as the cafeteria workers were coming to clean and sanitize the tables and chairs. The custodians would then place the chairs on the tables so they could clean and mop the large floor. As seniors, we had the final lunch period all to ourselves.I had a hard time concentrating on my afternoon classes, except Advanced French which usually required all of my attention. I had a big advantage over my fellow students, though. One of my neighbor's mother and grandmother were born in France as was his step-father who had actually fought for the French Resistance during World War 2. He didn't like to talk about it very often and I had often thought that was understandable. What kind of person would want to brag about killing, even in a major war?I had gone to my friend's house when he had moved in while we were both in fourth grade and recognized immediately that his parents were French. He attended a nearby parochial school at the time and since ninth grade he'd been at a regional Catholic high school even though he openly admitted that he was no great student. “I think they're only interested in my parents' money.” That was how he explained it. I could understand. His mom had a top-level job for a big French designer, supposedly a major force in creating high-end women's clothing. At least, that's what my mother and sisters had told me. His step-dad was an engineer; the kind who made roads and bridges.I had spoken French; real French; not like what I heard every day in class, with his mother and grandmother, improving my pronunciation, grammar, and accent. Surprisingly, and I'm sure to his mother's embarrassment, Mike had failed French 1 three consecutive years and couldn't speak it worth a damn. Many times, his Nana had suggested that I was really her grandson and that we had been switched at birth. I laughed at that because Mike was born locally while I was born in New Jersey. We lived now in Westchester County, just north of New York City.The afternoon dragged, exactly as I had expected, but eventually the final bell did sound and all of us hustled out of school. I did see my sister who was a sophomore and told her that I was going to visit a classmate and would be home in time for dinner. I did this fairly often, so it was hardly a big deal, although this afternoon definitely would be a big deal; hopefully, an extremely big deal.As planned, Beverly met me at my car and, once I had opened the driver's side door, she slid across, but only far enough for me to sit and close the door. She had my cock out and into her mouth before we were even off the school grounds. A few minutes later, as we approached her home, I asked if it was safe to park in her driveway. “Sure, none of our neighbors get home from work until well after five. It'll be dark by then.” Hell, if it was okay with her, it was fine by me. It wasn't my parents who would be bitching about a non-Jew visiting their daughter.Beverly had me as hard as a rock before I had even turned onto her block and she reluctantly pushed me back into my slacks so we could walk the short distance to her house. Once inside, we shed our clothes and I followed her at the run to her room where she pulled two condom packets from her drawer. She pulled me onto her bed as she opened one of the packets with her teeth before rolling it carefully down my hard, pulsing organ.Once it was in place, she climbed onto my body and slowly lowered herself onto my cock, sighing as her cunt was stretched and filled with my meat. Until this very second, I had been a virgin and I couldn't believe my luck. Neither of us would win any medals for beauty or sexiness. Her small tits bounced with my every thrust, as did her belly and ass, but I didn't care; not then and definitely not over the next few days. I'd have plenty of time to reflect on all of it once her parents returned from their trip.Beverly rode me hard for several minutes, begging me to pinch and twist her clit. Thank God for the Letters section of Playboy or I would have had no idea what she was talking about. Instead, I pulled and twisted her tender tissue until she screamed that she wanted me to use my nails on her. I did and she came; apparently quite hard and a second or two later, so did I. I'd actually lasted somewhat longer than anticipated. I owed Beverly for that, too. My orgasm this morning had taken the edge off and given me a bit more staying power.We lay next to each other, our arms and legs intertwined as we returned to normal. Beverly was kissing me as she removed the gooey filled condom. She had just wrapped it into a Kleenex when I asked, “So, where'd you get this experience? How did you become addicted to fucking and sucking and cum?”“You won't believe me when I tell you. It was sleep-away camp in the boonies of New Hampshire. I've always gone to this camp run by several synagogues in this area. Two summers ago, when I was just seventeen, I worked as a counselor-in-training and this past summer I was a regular counselor. There wasn't much to do at night so we explored each other. I turned eighteen last June, just before school was out. When I was seventeen, we talked about sex a lot, but never really did anything. Last summer though, I went wild. I must have sucked and fucked every counselor, and the three male cooks, too. They were all negroes and very well endowed. I could barely even walk the next morning. The cooks also taught me to suck cock and deep-throat. I love doing that. It's hard to believe that a totally conservative religion would turn out a total whore like me.”“I think that any boyfriend you have and your eventual husband will be an extremely happy and satisfied man.” Beverly smiled, then took me deeply into her mouth. I thought she said, “I hope so,” but it's hard to understand what someone is saying while their mouth is full of cock.We rested for a while then went at it again, this time in what she called “doggie.” Once I was lined up behind her, I understood fully the origins of the term. I especially enjoyed my freedom of movement and my ability to grab her flopping tits and twist her needy clit. I especially liked the way Beverly shook and screamed when she came in this position, and that was often. The first time I heard her I was terrified that I had hurt her in some way. However, I was totally inexperienced then. I was gaining experience at warp speed now thanks to Beverly.We were lying on her bed, recovering from our second session in the past hour when Beverly asked me an important question. “Richard, will you tell all of your friends about me when you get back to school tomorrow?”“No, Beverly. I'll remember this weekend for my entire life and I'll treasure what we have done, but what we do will remain between the two of us. Truthfully, I doubt that anyone would believe me, anyway. I know that we will be limited to just this weekend. But I wish I could find another woman even close to you.”“You know, sometimes wishes can come true. You do know that, don't you?“Sure, and then there's Santa and his elves and Rudolph and the other reindeer; or is it reindeers? I never get that one right.”“Richard, you know I'm Jewish. We don't believe in Christmas, well, not in the religious part. The gift giving part, well, that's another story.”“Don't you do that over Chanukah?”“Yeah, but that's a really minor religious holiday and, contrary to popular belief, we don't get presents on all eight nights. At most, it's the first and last, and I doubt we get any more than you get for Christmas.”“I knew that already. I do have some close Jewish friends, you know. Ricky and Alan, Larry, and Richie; and those are just the guys.”“I know, they're in school with us, and; speaking of school; I think I have my hand on my favorite student. He's becoming bigger and harder every time I stroke him. Soon, I think, he'll get his reward and I'll get mine, too. Yum!”“You know, Beverly, you're really funny.”“Oh no, Richard; there's nothing I take more seriously than a mouthful of semen. I just love the taste and the texture as it slides down my mouth and over my tongue. Even when I scoop it out of my cunt. Don't get me wrong. I liv for the orgasms, but there's nothing that compares to the taste. The best thing about taking it in my cunt is that first I get to cum and then I get to relive it all over again when I dip my fingers in and lick them off. It's like reliving the entire experience. Know what I mean?”“I don't, honestly, but I think I can understand how you feel because it's really special for me, too. I mean, I've jerked off plenty of times and I do love it, but cumming in you; your mouth or your cunt; is the best feeling I've ever had. I love it and I'd never tire of it. Too bad it has to end Saturday night.”“I've been thinking about that, Richard. I'll bet we can get together after school once or twice a week, if only we can find a place, like a dead-end street or some road with no houses or traffic.”“Hmm, maybe, but it can't be too long. I think your mom will get suspicious, or mine, although, ”“Damn! You're probably right, but we can still try. And speaking of trying.” And with that, my now hard cock slid into the depths of her mouth. Only the fact that I had cum less than an hour earlier prevented me from erupting like Vesuvius into her mouth and down her throat. Instead, she sucked me and sucked me. The sensations of her tongue and the roof of her mouth on my organ made me weak in my knees. I was lucky to be lying down or I surely would have fallen as blood rushed from my head into my cock.She shifted position without warning and moved her cunt over my rod so she could slowly slide down. In that moment I could really see the appeal, the euphoria she experienced when my hard man-meat stretched out the muscles in her cunt. I realized the extent of her sheer joy when I heard and saw her sigh in her rapture. Beverly's eyes were closed, but her mouth formed a perfect “O” as she first inhaled and then slowly exhaled. It was clear that she truly loved what she was doing. I thought it was pretty fucking amazing, too.Beverly obviously had a lot more experience than I did. Her motions alone proved that all too clearly. I doubted that she'd had much recently unless she was actively fucking guys from her synagogue, which I doubted because one of them would probably be here instead of me. That would mean that she had fucked and sucked and drank gallons of semen during our two-month summer vacation. How many times could she fuck during those sixty-one days? Sixty? Ninety? A hundred and twenty? Damn! Whatever, it was a shitload of sex! I doubted that even newlyweds had that much. One of them, at least, had to go to work and I knew from personal experience that the male partner had some physical limitations to deal with.Beverly had rocked on my cock for almost ten minutes when her back arched and she screamed at the top of her lungs. It was good timing, because I had been ready to pop for a couple of minutes and I doubted that I could hold back for even another second.She was off me in a flash as her fingers plunged into her cunt, scooping out as much of my crème as possible and plunging her creamy fingers into her hungry mouth. When she had finished with that, she took me into her mouth, not only cleaning my cock, but sucking as much as humanly possible from my wilting organ. When I checked the time, I saw it was already after five. I ran to her bathroom, grabbed a washcloth, and washed down my face and genital area until they were clean and free of the telltale odor of sex. I dressed hurriedly, kissed Beverly good-bye and bolted out the door, knowing that Beverly would have those hungry lips around my cock again tomorrow morning. I got home just before 5:30, just in time to help my sisters prepare the evening's dinner; pork chops. I chuckled at the irony of eating pork after sex with a woman who had likely never tasted the stuff.Friday, March 24, 1961.I drove into Beverly's driveway at 7:43 in the morning, giving us plenty of time before our 8:40 start time. I thought that we would have at least forty minutes for our fun and games before school would open so we could get to our lockers prior to homeroom.Beverly bounded out the door and down the steps just seconds later. She wasn't in the car even thirty seconds when she had my cock out, and in her mouth, licking and sucking as I sat stock still as my body experienced the closest thing to heaven I could possibly imagine. The sensations I experienced were incredible and it was obvious to me that Beverly was enjoying it every bit as much as I did. That was proved wrong when my cock exploded in her mouth and I could see the rapture in her eyes and face as she sucked down every single drop my balls produced. She smiled as she licked her lips. “Delicious, breakfast of champions; that's the way to start the day.”I laughed in response, then got serious. “What do you want to do tonight? Do you want a movie or bowling, or what?”“None of the above, Richard. I want to spend the entire time balling. That's a slang term for fucking, in case you didn't know, although we can spend some of our time with your cock in my mouth, if you want.”“Okay, I'll leave the agenda up to you. Oh, I have to take my sister to the supermarket this afternoon so I can't give you a ride home.”“That's okay, I've walked it plenty of times and we'll make up for it tonight, won't we?”“I certainly hope so,” I replied, a huge smile on my face.As big as that smile had been, it was nothing compared to the smile I had when Beverly opened her door that evening. I had two sisters, but to my knowledge they'd never worn anything like what Beverly was wearing. First of all, it was sheer; so sheer that I could see right through it. Her tits, nipples, navel, and cunt were clearly visible through the gauzy black fabric. On her feet she wore high-heeled slippers. Once she had closed and locked the door, she moved into my arms for a searing kiss, tongue moving deeply into my throat as she led my hand into her already dripping-wet cunt.Breaking the kiss, she moved back and looked up. “I hope you remembered to buy the condoms, lots and lots of condoms.”“Think a dozen will be enough,” I asked as my unoccupied hand dipped into my jacket pocket. Beverly laughed as she put the jacket onto the back of a chair before taking my hand and leading me, once again, to her bedroom. She started to disrobe me on the way so all I had on by the time we walked into the room were my socks. They were off seconds later.I was a bit shocked when the phone rang. I knew that Beverly's family was well off so I wasn't shocked that she had a phone in her room. “Be still and quiet. It's my parents, I'm sure.” She picked up the phone saying, “Hello.” A few seconds later she said, “Hi, Mom. How is the conference? Oh! Too bad. Yeah, I'm in bed reading some of my English assignment. It's one of Shakespeare's sonnets. Yes, it is boring. That's why I'm in bed. If I get tired, I'll just fall asleep and wake up tomorrow morning. Yes, everything is fine. One of my classmates found me while I was walking to school yesterday drove me and volunteered to drive me again this morning.” Then, after waiting a few seconds again, “Yes, I think you know him, Richard Kelly, the boy the kids all call, ‘Ichabod' because he resembles the Disney character. No, he's not insulted by the nickname. He thinks it's funny. Honest! I think he told me that his mother was expecting so he gets to take her car to school. Yes, I know he has one sister in tenth and I think there's another younger one.”Beverly was silent for several minutes so I assumed that her mother was speaking. That was confirmed when Beverly finally spoke again. “Okay, Mom, I'll expect you and Daddy sometime Sunday afternoon. Should I put something on to cook? Great, Chinese it is. I'll have the table set and ice cubes ready for soda to drink.” Then after another pause, “Yes, Mom, the house is all locked up and I have Mrs. Nathan's number right here in case of an emergency. Okay, I miss you, too. Bye.“Thank God that's done. My parents are jewelers and several times a year they go to sales conventions where there are lots of displays and even more lectures on how to market jewelry. I'm sure it's even more boring than it sounds.” Then she took my cock in hand and the evening's festivities began.I was expecting a marathon, but it was even more than I could have imagined. Beverly sucked me twice, swallowing everything I could give her, then she fucked me, dipping her fingers into her cunt so she could swallow even more. I thought she was done when she began to ride me in what she told me was reverse cowgirl. It was far from my favorite because I couldn't see anything that interested me, nor could I easily reach up and worry her tits and nipples. However, she seemed to like it and after the evening I'd had, I could afford a little generosity.We finished that bout around 10:30 and I relaxed on her pillow with Beverly lying on my body while she idly played with my cock. “You know what, Richard? I think I'm in love with your cock.”I had to laugh. “I think you'd be in love with any cock that could produce enough semen for you.”“There's some truth to that, but yours is just the right length and the perfect width for me. I just love the way you stretch me out when you enter me. A smaller and thinner one just doesn't do it for me and I've had quite a few like that. Everyone thinks that bigger is always better, but a cock that's too long will bang into my cervix on every stroke and that hurts like you wouldn't believe. Same with too thick; I've had a few like that, too. They feel good while we're fucking, but the next day I'm so sore that I can barely walk. Yours stretches me out and I know I've been fucked the next day, but I'm not in serious pain; just a little discomfort, which actually feels good. My cunt was just a little sore this morning and tomorrow it will be even more, but that just makes me want more. Think we can make a plaster cast of this?”“Talk about uncomfortable! Ouch! Say, think I could grab a quick shower before I leave tonight? I have to work tomorrow morning.”“Sure, but I'm not finished with you yet. I'm betting you have one more load in you tonight.” I groaned, but down deep I was thrilled to be so strongly and sexually desired. I lay with my head on her pillow, allowing Beverly to do all of the work. I wasn't surprised to take more than fifteen minutes to get hard enough to allow us to have a really good fuck, and that was exactly what we had. She rode me cowgirl, ramming her clit into my abdominals, for almost twenty minutes before I felt the rumbling. She had already cum three more times so she hopped off and spun around, bringing her mouth to my gooey cock. It went deep into her mouth just before I dribbled into her mouth and throat. I'd love to say that I erupted, but after tonight's marathon I felt I was lucky to dribble. There was a little semen that Beverly savored, rolling it over her tongue, swishing it back and forth in her mouth until she finally swallowed. “Okay, you can use the shower next door on the left.”“Sure, if I can actually walk that far. I think you've destroyed me.” She laughed and lightly slapped my ass as I struggled out of the room. The shower was quick, just a quick rinse to get the odor of sex off my body. Ten minutes later I was drying off when Beverly walked in carrying my clothes and shoes. I dressed in another five and kissed her good-bye, locking the door behind me when I left.I walked quietly into my home at 12:15 and I was in bed and asleep less than five minutes later. Beverly had done a great job of wearing me out. All the same, I was up at eight and eating breakfast with my family by 8:15. “How was the bowling, Richard? You got in pretty late, didn't you?”“Yeah, Mom; for some reason the lanes were very crowded. We had to wait for almost two hours for just one lane. Having five guys on one lane makes for very slow bowling. We only had time for two games, instead of our usual three. Tony finally called it quits. He has to go to work with his dad's construction company this morning. I think he had to be on the job at eight.”“Well, it's nice you have such good friends.”“Yeah, unfortunately all of that will change in a few months.”“That's progress, dear. We all grow older and meet new and different friends, although I still have a few from high school. Then again, I've lived in the same area for all of my life. You'll be going away to college, but I'm sure you'll make new friends. Anything on tap for tonight.”“Yeah, Mom. I don't know if you've ever met Beverly Vincman. I ran into her Thursday, I think, and offered her a ride to school and home again. I'm sure you red about the rapist in the area in the newspaper. I'd feel terrible if I could have given her a ride, but didn't and something happened to her. I told her I'd give her a ride both ways until the guy is caught.”“That's very sweet of you. I'm glad you're so considerate.”“Yeah, well, she invited me to a party with a small group of her friends tonight. I'll be sure to be home by twelve.”“I think you can make it one if you promise not to have anything to drink, and no kidding around with that horrible sense of humor you have.”I gave her a look that showed just how offended I was. “Moi?” I hadn't taken six years of French for nothing.Mom laughed and then told me, “Yes, you! And none of your fancy foreign languages. You know I took mostly sciences in high school and there's not much call for an RN to speak French around here. Now finish your breakfast and get your ass to work!” I was supposed to be there by nine and I was four minutes early.To be continued, by senor longo.

Steamy Stories
Beverly's Ride: Part 1

Steamy Stories

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 2, 2025


I help a female classmate with a ride to school and get surprising dividends.by senor longo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories. Thursday, March 23, 1961.It was the days of doo-wop diners and drive-in movies. Poodle skirts and saddle shoes.My mom was having one of those “oops” babies; one of those pregnancies that come totally unplanned, which this definitely was. I'm Richard, 18 and a high school senior, and because Mom had to spend the next four months in bed, I was able to drive her car to school rather than take the school bus. After reaching the school and realizing that I was early I drove through some of the parallel streets behind it, looking for friends who were “walkers” who might want a ride.That's how I ran into Beverly; not literally, of course. She was walking one Thursday morning in late March as she always did when I approached, asking if she'd like a ride. Like me, Beverly was a senior, but we were polar opposites.I was tall and thin; actually skinny; well over six feet with a protruding Adam's apple that gave me a nickname ever since we had red the Washington Irving story, “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow,” way back in ninth grade English. Ever since then I'd had been called “Ichabod” due to my resemblance to the Disney character we had also seen on TV.In contrast, Beverly was short; barely five feet; and to be kind, I'd call her buxom. We were friendly acquaintances as were most of us in the senior class, but hardly close personal friends.Beverly accepted my offer of a ride, which was no surprise, but once in the car, she slid across the front seat of Mom's '58 Ford until she was practically in my lap. That was not only a surprise; it was actually shocking, but what would I do about it? It was chancy, I knew. There would be one of three results. I was pretty sure that she'd let me kiss her, but what would she do when I put her hand on my cock? First, she might just stroke it, and; if she did; I'd have it out and into her hand in a flash. Second, she could just pull her hand away. Finally, she could just haul off and slap me. I was praying for number one, obviously.I pulled over after about a quarter mile where I could tell that there was nobody to be seen, ahead or behind us, and on neither side, too. Once the engine was off, I leaned down and gave her a kiss. Her response was better than I had hoped. Her mouth opened and her tongue was pushed into mine in a flash. I wasted no time getting to the moment of truth. I had pulled my cock up so there was room for it to expand and harden. Using my left hand, I took her right and placed it on my organ. Yes! She began to stroke it firmly as she pressed her lips into mine forcefully and her tongue became even more active.My hands were busy with her blouse's buttons and soon I had her bra pushed up over her fleshy mounds. My hands massaged them as my fingers pinched and tweaked her nipples. Meanwhile, Beverly continued to rub my cock through my slacks. I stopped the massage momentarily so I could open my belt and slacks. Beverly's hands dug immediately into my briefs, pulling my cock and balls out and tucking the elastic band under my large swollen testicles.Now Beverly attacked my organ with surprising strength and energy. Her hands were moving swiftly as I began to feel it. “Beverly, if you keep that up, I'm going to make a terrific mess. I'm gonna cum all over the place.” I thought she might stop, but she continued as she quickly removed her lips from mine, wrapping them tightly around my glans, and just in time, because I blew mere seconds later. Beverly eagerly swallowed all of it; well, most of it, anyway. There were several drops on her cheeks and chin.Beverly was licking her lips when I grabbed my cock, pulling it with my tightly wrapped fist as I told Beverly, ”There's a bit more here, if you're interested.” Not surprisingly, she was. Every time I pulled a droplet from my hole, she was there to lick it, savoring the taste and texture in her mouth and on her tongue. Finally, I was done, so I wrapped myself up and returned to kissing her and tweaking her nipples.Once she was warmed up physically, I lifted her skirt and drove my fingers under her panties and into her cunt. “Oh, God, Richard. Do it! Fuck me with your fingers. That's it. Use another finger in me, please! Make me cum! Please! Make me cum!”Now I had two fingers in her and she was dripping wet. Any more, and her skirt would be ruined. Suddenly, she arched her back and her body rose from the seat. Her hands gripped my head as she kissed me frantically, her tongue driving deeply into my mouth, as she came with incredible force. Some thirty seconds later, she came to rest. Checking her watch, she told me, “I have just enough time to go home and change if you'll take me. Don't worry. My parents are away for a long weekend. Maybe you'd like to come by tonight and fuck me.”I started the car and turned around, following her directions to her house. She ran in, stripping out of her skirt as she ran. Less than five minutes later she was back in the car and we were on our way to school. “You probably think I'm an incredible slut.” I was just about to say “no” when she continued. “All I think about is sex. Fucking and sucking, over and over, is all I want to do. I don't care if you just use me for sex. That's what I want. I know we'll never date seriously. My parents will only allow me to date someone who is an Orthodox Jew, just like us. But I don't care if it's just this weekend. I want your cock, and I want it badly. Can you take me home after school today? I have two condoms, but we'll need more, lots more, if you want to do it tomorrow and Saturday.” What the hell! That sounded just fine to me.An entire weekend of unbridled sex! What an incredible find for a socially inept guy like myself. I'd never know the reason, but while I was always confident and outspoken in class, I was usually totally tongue-tied when it came to girls, or young women, whatever you might want to call them. I knew from locker room talk that several of my friends were sexually active. I wasn't so naïve that I believed all of the talk, but several of my classmates had some of the finest looking and hottest girls as their long-term girlfriends. They were all confident athletes, and, unlike the “big talkers” they rarely talked about their relationships with their girlfriends. I also knew that two brothers; no longer students; had married their girlfriends after knocking them up. They had all dropped out of school, a powerful statement about the depth of their stupidity.I told Beverly that I'd have to check with my mom; if she needed me to run any errands for her. If not, I'd be in her bed in a heartbeat. We parted once I had parked in the high school lot, heading for our lockers until lunch when all of the seniors would meet to eat and chat. I had often sat with girls as well as my guy friends, so nobody would be surprised to find Beverly and me at the same table. We were joined by two girls and one male; all top-drawer students like me. Oddly, all three girls were Jewish while the other male and I were Christians.Our table talk dealt mostly with academic issues; the upcoming Advanced Placement exams in English, Calculus, French, and Physics as well as the state exams in Physics and Advanced Algebra, which Beverly and one of the other girls were taking. Also, on our minds, was the Senior Prom, which was just two months away, for which I still didn't have a date. We all rose to leave, but Beverly and I lingered behind the others for a few seconds. “I phoned my mom and she doesn't need me at home so I told her I was going over to a friend's house to review some calculus issues. She just told me to be home by 5:30 so we'll have at least an hour and a half.”“That's great,” she whispered. I'll bet I can get you to cum at least twice and at least that many for me. I'll meet you at your car. Okay?” I agreed and, once I was sure we were the last to leave I pushed my hand up the back of her skirt and my fingers into her cunt. I fucked her with them for about thirty seconds until she shook as the spasms of a powerful orgasm ripped through her body. The timing was perfect as the cafeteria workers were coming to clean and sanitize the tables and chairs. The custodians would then place the chairs on the tables so they could clean and mop the large floor. As seniors, we had the final lunch period all to ourselves.I had a hard time concentrating on my afternoon classes, except Advanced French which usually required all of my attention. I had a big advantage over my fellow students, though. One of my neighbor's mother and grandmother were born in France as was his step-father who had actually fought for the French Resistance during World War 2. He didn't like to talk about it very often and I had often thought that was understandable. What kind of person would want to brag about killing, even in a major war?I had gone to my friend's house when he had moved in while we were both in fourth grade and recognized immediately that his parents were French. He attended a nearby parochial school at the time and since ninth grade he'd been at a regional Catholic high school even though he openly admitted that he was no great student. “I think they're only interested in my parents' money.” That was how he explained it. I could understand. His mom had a top-level job for a big French designer, supposedly a major force in creating high-end women's clothing. At least, that's what my mother and sisters had told me. His step-dad was an engineer; the kind who made roads and bridges.I had spoken French; real French; not like what I heard every day in class, with his mother and grandmother, improving my pronunciation, grammar, and accent. Surprisingly, and I'm sure to his mother's embarrassment, Mike had failed French 1 three consecutive years and couldn't speak it worth a damn. Many times, his Nana had suggested that I was really her grandson and that we had been switched at birth. I laughed at that because Mike was born locally while I was born in New Jersey. We lived now in Westchester County, just north of New York City.The afternoon dragged, exactly as I had expected, but eventually the final bell did sound and all of us hustled out of school. I did see my sister who was a sophomore and told her that I was going to visit a classmate and would be home in time for dinner. I did this fairly often, so it was hardly a big deal, although this afternoon definitely would be a big deal; hopefully, an extremely big deal.As planned, Beverly met me at my car and, once I had opened the driver's side door, she slid across, but only far enough for me to sit and close the door. She had my cock out and into her mouth before we were even off the school grounds. A few minutes later, as we approached her home, I asked if it was safe to park in her driveway. “Sure, none of our neighbors get home from work until well after five. It'll be dark by then.” Hell, if it was okay with her, it was fine by me. It wasn't my parents who would be bitching about a non-Jew visiting their daughter.Beverly had me as hard as a rock before I had even turned onto her block and she reluctantly pushed me back into my slacks so we could walk the short distance to her house. Once inside, we shed our clothes and I followed her at the run to her room where she pulled two condom packets from her drawer. She pulled me onto her bed as she opened one of the packets with her teeth before rolling it carefully down my hard, pulsing organ.Once it was in place, she climbed onto my body and slowly lowered herself onto my cock, sighing as her cunt was stretched and filled with my meat. Until this very second, I had been a virgin and I couldn't believe my luck. Neither of us would win any medals for beauty or sexiness. Her small tits bounced with my every thrust, as did her belly and ass, but I didn't care; not then and definitely not over the next few days. I'd have plenty of time to reflect on all of it once her parents returned from their trip.Beverly rode me hard for several minutes, begging me to pinch and twist her clit. Thank God for the Letters section of Playboy or I would have had no idea what she was talking about. Instead, I pulled and twisted her tender tissue until she screamed that she wanted me to use my nails on her. I did and she came; apparently quite hard and a second or two later, so did I. I'd actually lasted somewhat longer than anticipated. I owed Beverly for that, too. My orgasm this morning had taken the edge off and given me a bit more staying power.We lay next to each other, our arms and legs intertwined as we returned to normal. Beverly was kissing me as she removed the gooey filled condom. She had just wrapped it into a Kleenex when I asked, “So, where'd you get this experience? How did you become addicted to fucking and sucking and cum?”“You won't believe me when I tell you. It was sleep-away camp in the boonies of New Hampshire. I've always gone to this camp run by several synagogues in this area. Two summers ago, when I was just seventeen, I worked as a counselor-in-training and this past summer I was a regular counselor. There wasn't much to do at night so we explored each other. I turned eighteen last June, just before school was out. When I was seventeen, we talked about sex a lot, but never really did anything. Last summer though, I went wild. I must have sucked and fucked every counselor, and the three male cooks, too. They were all negroes and very well endowed. I could barely even walk the next morning. The cooks also taught me to suck cock and deep-throat. I love doing that. It's hard to believe that a totally conservative religion would turn out a total whore like me.”“I think that any boyfriend you have and your eventual husband will be an extremely happy and satisfied man.” Beverly smiled, then took me deeply into her mouth. I thought she said, “I hope so,” but it's hard to understand what someone is saying while their mouth is full of cock.We rested for a while then went at it again, this time in what she called “doggie.” Once I was lined up behind her, I understood fully the origins of the term. I especially enjoyed my freedom of movement and my ability to grab her flopping tits and twist her needy clit. I especially liked the way Beverly shook and screamed when she came in this position, and that was often. The first time I heard her I was terrified that I had hurt her in some way. However, I was totally inexperienced then. I was gaining experience at warp speed now thanks to Beverly.We were lying on her bed, recovering from our second session in the past hour when Beverly asked me an important question. “Richard, will you tell all of your friends about me when you get back to school tomorrow?”“No, Beverly. I'll remember this weekend for my entire life and I'll treasure what we have done, but what we do will remain between the two of us. Truthfully, I doubt that anyone would believe me, anyway. I know that we will be limited to just this weekend. But I wish I could find another woman even close to you.”“You know, sometimes wishes can come true. You do know that, don't you?“Sure, and then there's Santa and his elves and Rudolph and the other reindeer; or is it reindeers? I never get that one right.”“Richard, you know I'm Jewish. We don't believe in Christmas, well, not in the religious part. The gift giving part, well, that's another story.”“Don't you do that over Chanukah?”“Yeah, but that's a really minor religious holiday and, contrary to popular belief, we don't get presents on all eight nights. At most, it's the first and last, and I doubt we get any more than you get for Christmas.”“I knew that already. I do have some close Jewish friends, you know. Ricky and Alan, Larry, and Richie; and those are just the guys.”“I know, they're in school with us, and; speaking of school; I think I have my hand on my favorite student. He's becoming bigger and harder every time I stroke him. Soon, I think, he'll get his reward and I'll get mine, too. Yum!”“You know, Beverly, you're really funny.”“Oh no, Richard; there's nothing I take more seriously than a mouthful of semen. I just love the taste and the texture as it slides down my mouth and over my tongue. Even when I scoop it out of my cunt. Don't get me wrong. I liv for the orgasms, but there's nothing that compares to the taste. The best thing about taking it in my cunt is that first I get to cum and then I get to relive it all over again when I dip my fingers in and lick them off. It's like reliving the entire experience. Know what I mean?”“I don't, honestly, but I think I can understand how you feel because it's really special for me, too. I mean, I've jerked off plenty of times and I do love it, but cumming in you; your mouth or your cunt; is the best feeling I've ever had. I love it and I'd never tire of it. Too bad it has to end Saturday night.”“I've been thinking about that, Richard. I'll bet we can get together after school once or twice a week, if only we can find a place, like a dead-end street or some road with no houses or traffic.”“Hmm, maybe, but it can't be too long. I think your mom will get suspicious, or mine, although, ”“Damn! You're probably right, but we can still try. And speaking of trying.” And with that, my now hard cock slid into the depths of her mouth. Only the fact that I had cum less than an hour earlier prevented me from erupting like Vesuvius into her mouth and down her throat. Instead, she sucked me and sucked me. The sensations of her tongue and the roof of her mouth on my organ made me weak in my knees. I was lucky to be lying down or I surely would have fallen as blood rushed from my head into my cock.She shifted position without warning and moved her cunt over my rod so she could slowly slide down. In that moment I could really see the appeal, the euphoria she experienced when my hard man-meat stretched out the muscles in her cunt. I realized the extent of her sheer joy when I heard and saw her sigh in her rapture. Beverly's eyes were closed, but her mouth formed a perfect “O” as she first inhaled and then slowly exhaled. It was clear that she truly loved what she was doing. I thought it was pretty fucking amazing, too.Beverly obviously had a lot more experience than I did. Her motions alone proved that all too clearly. I doubted that she'd had much recently unless she was actively fucking guys from her synagogue, which I doubted because one of them would probably be here instead of me. That would mean that she had fucked and sucked and drank gallons of semen during our two-month summer vacation. How many times could she fuck during those sixty-one days? Sixty? Ninety? A hundred and twenty? Damn! Whatever, it was a shitload of sex! I doubted that even newlyweds had that much. One of them, at least, had to go to work and I knew from personal experience that the male partner had some physical limitations to deal with.Beverly had rocked on my cock for almost ten minutes when her back arched and she screamed at the top of her lungs. It was good timing, because I had been ready to pop for a couple of minutes and I doubted that I could hold back for even another second.She was off me in a flash as her fingers plunged into her cunt, scooping out as much of my crème as possible and plunging her creamy fingers into her hungry mouth. When she had finished with that, she took me into her mouth, not only cleaning my cock, but sucking as much as humanly possible from my wilting organ. When I checked the time, I saw it was already after five. I ran to her bathroom, grabbed a washcloth, and washed down my face and genital area until they were clean and free of the telltale odor of sex. I dressed hurriedly, kissed Beverly good-bye and bolted out the door, knowing that Beverly would have those hungry lips around my cock again tomorrow morning. I got home just before 5:30, just in time to help my sisters prepare the evening's dinner; pork chops. I chuckled at the irony of eating pork after sex with a woman who had likely never tasted the stuff.Friday, March 24, 1961.I drove into Beverly's driveway at 7:43 in the morning, giving us plenty of time before our 8:40 start time. I thought that we would have at least forty minutes for our fun and games before school would open so we could get to our lockers prior to homeroom.Beverly bounded out the door and down the steps just seconds later. She wasn't in the car even thirty seconds when she had my cock out, and in her mouth, licking and sucking as I sat stock still as my body experienced the closest thing to heaven I could possibly imagine. The sensations I experienced were incredible and it was obvious to me that Beverly was enjoying it every bit as much as I did. That was proved wrong when my cock exploded in her mouth and I could see the rapture in her eyes and face as she sucked down every single drop my balls produced. She smiled as she licked her lips. “Delicious, breakfast of champions; that's the way to start the day.”I laughed in response, then got serious. “What do you want to do tonight? Do you want a movie or bowling, or what?”“None of the above, Richard. I want to spend the entire time balling. That's a slang term for fucking, in case you didn't know, although we can spend some of our time with your cock in my mouth, if you want.”“Okay, I'll leave the agenda up to you. Oh, I have to take my sister to the supermarket this afternoon so I can't give you a ride home.”“That's okay, I've walked it plenty of times and we'll make up for it tonight, won't we?”“I certainly hope so,” I replied, a huge smile on my face.As big as that smile had been, it was nothing compared to the smile I had when Beverly opened her door that evening. I had two sisters, but to my knowledge they'd never worn anything like what Beverly was wearing. First of all, it was sheer; so sheer that I could see right through it. Her tits, nipples, navel, and cunt were clearly visible through the gauzy black fabric. On her feet she wore high-heeled slippers. Once she had closed and locked the door, she moved into my arms for a searing kiss, tongue moving deeply into my throat as she led my hand into her already dripping-wet cunt.Breaking the kiss, she moved back and looked up. “I hope you remembered to buy the condoms, lots and lots of condoms.”“Think a dozen will be enough,” I asked as my unoccupied hand dipped into my jacket pocket. Beverly laughed as she put the jacket onto the back of a chair before taking my hand and leading me, once again, to her bedroom. She started to disrobe me on the way so all I had on by the time we walked into the room were my socks. They were off seconds later.I was a bit shocked when the phone rang. I knew that Beverly's family was well off so I wasn't shocked that she had a phone in her room. “Be still and quiet. It's my parents, I'm sure.” She picked up the phone saying, “Hello.” A few seconds later she said, “Hi, Mom. How is the conference? Oh! Too bad. Yeah, I'm in bed reading some of my English assignment. It's one of Shakespeare's sonnets. Yes, it is boring. That's why I'm in bed. If I get tired, I'll just fall asleep and wake up tomorrow morning. Yes, everything is fine. One of my classmates found me while I was walking to school yesterday drove me and volunteered to drive me again this morning.” Then, after waiting a few seconds again, “Yes, I think you know him, Richard Kelly, the boy the kids all call, ‘Ichabod' because he resembles the Disney character. No, he's not insulted by the nickname. He thinks it's funny. Honest! I think he told me that his mother was expecting so he gets to take her car to school. Yes, I know he has one sister in tenth and I think there's another younger one.”Beverly was silent for several minutes so I assumed that her mother was speaking. That was confirmed when Beverly finally spoke again. “Okay, Mom, I'll expect you and Daddy sometime Sunday afternoon. Should I put something on to cook? Great, Chinese it is. I'll have the table set and ice cubes ready for soda to drink.” Then after another pause, “Yes, Mom, the house is all locked up and I have Mrs. Nathan's number right here in case of an emergency. Okay, I miss you, too. Bye.“Thank God that's done. My parents are jewelers and several times a year they go to sales conventions where there are lots of displays and even more lectures on how to market jewelry. I'm sure it's even more boring than it sounds.” Then she took my cock in hand and the evening's festivities began.I was expecting a marathon, but it was even more than I could have imagined. Beverly sucked me twice, swallowing everything I could give her, then she fucked me, dipping her fingers into her cunt so she could swallow even more. I thought she was done when she began to ride me in what she told me was reverse cowgirl. It was far from my favorite because I couldn't see anything that interested me, nor could I easily reach up and worry her tits and nipples. However, she seemed to like it and after the evening I'd had, I could afford a little generosity.We finished that bout around 10:30 and I relaxed on her pillow with Beverly lying on my body while she idly played with my cock. “You know what, Richard? I think I'm in love with your cock.”I had to laugh. “I think you'd be in love with any cock that could produce enough semen for you.”“There's some truth to that, but yours is just the right length and the perfect width for me. I just love the way you stretch me out when you enter me. A smaller and thinner one just doesn't do it for me and I've had quite a few like that. Everyone thinks that bigger is always better, but a cock that's too long will bang into my cervix on every stroke and that hurts like you wouldn't believe. Same with too thick; I've had a few like that, too. They feel good while we're fucking, but the next day I'm so sore that I can barely walk. Yours stretches me out and I know I've been fucked the next day, but I'm not in serious pain; just a little discomfort, which actually feels good. My cunt was just a little sore this morning and tomorrow it will be even more, but that just makes me want more. Think we can make a plaster cast of this?”“Talk about uncomfortable! Ouch! Say, think I could grab a quick shower before I leave tonight? I have to work tomorrow morning.”“Sure, but I'm not finished with you yet. I'm betting you have one more load in you tonight.” I groaned, but down deep I was thrilled to be so strongly and sexually desired. I lay with my head on her pillow, allowing Beverly to do all of the work. I wasn't surprised to take more than fifteen minutes to get hard enough to allow us to have a really good fuck, and that was exactly what we had. She rode me cowgirl, ramming her clit into my abdominals, for almost twenty minutes before I felt the rumbling. She had already cum three more times so she hopped off and spun around, bringing her mouth to my gooey cock. It went deep into her mouth just before I dribbled into her mouth and throat. I'd love to say that I erupted, but after tonight's marathon I felt I was lucky to dribble. There was a little semen that Beverly savored, rolling it over her tongue, swishing it back and forth in her mouth until she finally swallowed. “Okay, you can use the shower next door on the left.”“Sure, if I can actually walk that far. I think you've destroyed me.” She laughed and lightly slapped my ass as I struggled out of the room. The shower was quick, just a quick rinse to get the odor of sex off my body. Ten minutes later I was drying off when Beverly walked in carrying my clothes and shoes. I dressed in another five and kissed her good-bye, locking the door behind me when I left.I walked quietly into my home at 12:15 and I was in bed and asleep less than five minutes later. Beverly had done a great job of wearing me out. All the same, I was up at eight and eating breakfast with my family by 8:15. “How was the bowling, Richard? You got in pretty late, didn't you?”“Yeah, Mom; for some reason the lanes were very crowded. We had to wait for almost two hours for just one lane. Having five guys on one lane makes for very slow bowling. We only had time for two games, instead of our usual three. Tony finally called it quits. He has to go to work with his dad's construction company this morning. I think he had to be on the job at eight.”“Well, it's nice you have such good friends.”“Yeah, unfortunately all of that will change in a few months.”“That's progress, dear. We all grow older and meet new and different friends, although I still have a few from high school. Then again, I've lived in the same area for all of my life. You'll be going away to college, but I'm sure you'll make new friends. Anything on tap for tonight.”“Yeah, Mom. I don't know if you've ever met Beverly Vincman. I ran into her Thursday, I think, and offered her a ride to school and home again. I'm sure you red about the rapist in the area in the newspaper. I'd feel terrible if I could have given her a ride, but didn't and something happened to her. I told her I'd give her a ride both ways until the guy is caught.”“That's very sweet of you. I'm glad you're so considerate.”“Yeah, well, she invited me to a party with a small group of her friends tonight. I'll be sure to be home by twelve.”“I think you can make it one if you promise not to have anything to drink, and no kidding around with that horrible sense of humor you have.”I gave her a look that showed just how offended I was. “Moi?” I hadn't taken six years of French for nothing.Mom laughed and then told me, “Yes, you! And none of your fancy foreign languages. You know I took mostly sciences in high school and there's not much call for an RN to speak French around here. Now finish your breakfast and get your ass to work!” I was supposed to be there by nine and I was four minutes early.To be continued, by senor longo.

Beauty Me with Charisse Kenion
Ep. 290: The importance and beauty of Mexican American designer Willy Chavarria's debut show at Paris Fashion Week

Beauty Me with Charisse Kenion

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 8, 2025 37:32


Willy Chavarria is one of the most important, if notthe most important designer to come out of the United States since launching his first runway collection in 2017.In 2023and 2024 Willy was named CFDA American Menswear Designer of the Year and in 2024 Vogue Business said that getting a invite to a Chavarria show was like winning a golden ticket.So in this episode you will get a mini bio of who Willy Chavarria is and what his enduring themes are when it comes to his collections, leading up to his recent Paris debut.Then I'll break down the key themes of the Tarantula show  - which for me were: Emotion, Resistance and Romance, and finally I'll be going into the hair and makeup, because there's no way I can talk about this show without talking about those two key components.I'm so glad to share an interview with the wonderful Yadim, who keyed the makeup for the show, as well as Ela Casati, fashion commentator and also Christiano Wennmann, one of the models who walked the runway.I would love to know your thoughts; what does Willy's work mean to you? If you're watching on Spotify leave a comment and I can actually reply! If you're listening elsewhere then do please the show a rating or review, it really makes a difference.WHERE TO FIND MESubstack:https://beautymenotes.substack.comThreads: https://www.threads.net/@charisse_kenion/ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/charisse_kenion/TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@charissekenionCheck me out on ShopMy: https://shopmy.us/beautyme Business inquiries: info@charissekenion.comLINKSFollow Christiano Wennmann on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/christiano.kei/Read Ela Casati's blog on Willy Chavarria: https://www.elacasati.com/post/the-importance-of-being-willy-chavarria-everything-you-need-to-know-ahead-of-his-parisian-debutFollow Ela Casati on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/elacasatiFollow Yadim on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/yad1m/Article on Pachuchos:https://www.pbssocal.org/shows/artbound/pachucos-not-just-mexican-american-males-or-juvenile-delinquentsArticle on the French Resistance:https://www.wondersandmarvels.com/2017/01/fashion-resistance-wwii-france.htmlArticle on Willy X Kendrick Lamar:  https://www.rollingstone.com/product-recommendations/lifestyle/kendrick-lamar-super-bowl-collection-1235249635/Willy Chavarria winning CFDA Menswear Designer of the Year:  https://hypebeast.com/2024/10/willy-chavarria-american-menswear-designer-of-the-year-2024-cfda-fashion-awards-winner-listHypebeast Radio interview with Willy Chavarria: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZcSfKne1rlk&t=452s

Celebrity Book Club with Chelsea Devantez
Josephine Baker's Memoir Fearless and Free (with Tocarra Mallard)

Celebrity Book Club with Chelsea Devantez

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 7, 2025 75:51


Chelsea and comedian Tocarra Mallard dive into Josephine Baker's newly translated memoir, “Fearless and Free.” They explore how she danced her way to global stardom, secretly worked as a WWII spy for the French Resistance (yes, she smuggled German secrets on sheet music), and built a legacy as groundbreaking as it was complicated. Plus, a deep dive into her controversial Rainbow Tribe and the memoir's wildest moments—including a psychic rabbit's foot and some truly questionable recipes. Trigger warning: This episode discusses sensitive topics, including abuse, suicide, and antisemitism. Take care while listening and find helpful resources here. Follow Chelsea: Instagram @chelseadevantez Where to order Chelsea's book: Bookshop.org  Find other places to order Show Notes: Ricki Lake Memoir Episode (with Tocarra) Jennifer Hudson Memoir Episode “Paris, Paris, Paris” by Josephine Baker Josephine Baker Interview with Erik Bye for Norwegian TV  Where to find our guest: Tocarra Mallard Instagram TikTok YouTube *** Glamorous Trash is all about going high and low at the same time— Glam and Trash. We recap and book club celebrity memoirs, deconstruct pop culture, and sometimes, we cry! If you've ever referenced Mariah Carey in therapy... then this is the podcast for you. Thank you to our sponsors: Visit Brooklinen.com and use code TRASH to get $20 off your order of $100 or more. Libro.fm - Click here to get 2 audiobooks for the price of 1 with your first month of membership using code TRASH. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Historically High
Charles De Gaulle

Historically High

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 5, 2025 214:47


When you think of World War 2, France is usually not one of the first countries you think about. That's partly because they spent a good majority of the war under occupation. Moreso the newly formed Vichy Government agreed to an armistice with the Germans putting them under occupation. There was one man who didn't surrender. That man became Free France, Charles De Gaulle. The veteran of World Wars 1 and 2 called upon himself to lead a country under occupation. De Gaulle was known for having a very high opinion of himself and his country. When no one else stepped up for France, De Gaulle stood up for France. During World War 1, World War 2, reconstruction of Europe, a potential French Civil War, and a student revolt, Charles stepped up. No matter how big of a pain De Gaulle was to the rest of the Allied leadership, he was crucial to the fight against the Germans. His love for France knew no bounds. Whether on the field of battle or the battle within the government. Join us as we get Historically High on Charles De GaulleSupport the show

[REDACTED] History
Female Espionage: Andrée Borrel & The Resistance Fighters of World War II

[REDACTED] History

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 1, 2025 29:03


On this edition of the Redacted History Podcast we are detailing the story of Andrée Borrel, a female espionage agent fighting on behalf of the French Resistance against Nazi Germany during World War II. Her passion for freedom and untimely murder at the age 24 are a story we should all know. Stay Connected with Me: PATREON: patreon.com/redactedhistory https://www.tiktok.com/@Blackkout___ https://www.instagram.com/redactedhistory_ Contact: thisisredactedhistory@gmail.com Episode Script Writer and Researcher: Jordyn Howard Episode Editor and Narrator: André White Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

School of War
Ep 171: I Am André: German Jew, French Resistance Fighter, British Spy

School of War

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 24, 2025 65:14


Diana Mara Henry and Gabe Scheinmann join the show to discuss the new book I Am André: German Jew, French Resistance Fighter, British Spy, which charts the astonishing, brave, and tragic World War II career of ‘André' Joseph Scheinmann. ▪️ Times      •      01:50 Introduction     •      03:01 The story of a fighter      •     09:26 Born in Munich        •      11:87 Citizen without a country      •      17:08 Liaison to the High Command       •      21:46 MI6       •      25:20 Spycraft      •      30:27 London and capture      •      36:31 Interrogation       •      42:52 Max and Regina       •      46:40 Natzweiler      •      52:29 Dachau      •      55:30 America     •      01:01:17 “Jews as fighters” Follow along on Instagram or YouTube @SchoolofWarPodcast Find a transcript of today's episode on our School of War Substack

SOFREP Radio
Francelle White, Author of 'The Paris Girl'

SOFREP Radio

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 21, 2025 58:08 Transcription Available


Francelle Bradford White first learned about her mother’s exploits in World War II when she was six years old and has been fascinated by her achievements ever since. She is a Director of the international art and antiques transport company Gander & White, and lives in England with her husband. As a fundraiser in her spare time, she has raised thousands of pounds for charitable causes, including Alzheimer’s, the disease from which her mother now suffers. Movingly written by her own daughter, this captivating and intimate biography chronicles the astonishing courage Andrée Griotteray, a teenage girl in Nazi-occupied Paris who would become a hero of the French Resistance through her harrowing work as an underground intelligence courier. For readers of Three Ordinary Girls, A Woman of No Importance, Lis Parisiennes, The Girls Who Stepped Out of Line, and the many other untold stories of WWII’s “hidden figures.”See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Today in Canadian History
Highlight – Major Gustave Biéler is Arrested by the Gestapo

Today in Canadian History

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 31, 2024 10:48


We spoke with Major Gustave Biéler's daughter Jacqueline Bieler, on the anniversary of his 1944 arrest while aiding the French Resistance in WWII.

Wisdom of the Masters
Jean Klein ~ Listening ~ Advaita

Wisdom of the Masters

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 18, 2024 15:28


This is a selection of teachings taken from Jean Klein's text, "Transmission of the Flame" - formatted for guided meditation purposes. Jean Klein (October 19, 1912 – February 22, 1998) was a French author, spiritual teacher and philosopher of Advaita Vedanta (Nondualism). He was born in Berlin and spent his childhood in Brno and Prague. Having left Germany in 1933 for France, he secretly worked with the French Resistance in the Second World War. Klein was a musicologist and doctor, traveled to India where he was influenced by Sri Atmananda Krishna Menon, studied Kashmir Shaivism and was sent to the West to teach Advaita Vedanta. He is regarded as one most eloquent communicators of non-duality in the second half of the 20th century.

Why We Fight ~ 1944
Charles de Gaulle and the French Resistance

Why We Fight ~ 1944

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 1, 2024 43:09


Dr. Cameron Zinsou joins me in this episode to talk about Charles de Gaulle and the French Resistance, to help add some depth to the series and help us better appreciate the French experience to this point in the war. This episode also compliments the next two episodes which will include talk of parts of the French Resistance. Links The Struggle for Cooperation: Liberated France and the American Military, 1944-1946 by Robert L. Fuller (Amazon link)   After D-Day: The US Army Encounters the French by Robert L. Fuller (https://www.amazon.com/After-D-Day-U-S-Encounters-French/dp/0807174955)   Mother of Tanks website (http://www.motheroftanks.com/podcast/)   Bonus Content (https://www.patreon.com/c/motheroftanks)

Trek Wars
The Cloud Minders v. Liberty on Ryloth

Trek Wars

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 22, 2024 136:40


What's this? Two stories about resistance and rebellion in the face of oppression? Wow that's not timely at all. ha ha help. Aspen, Kenny, and guest/friend/pal Mark Gerchak talk Twi'leks as the French Resistance, about our feelings, and also Wim Wenders(???)__________________________________Get early, extended episodes on our Patreon at https://www.patreon.com/trekwarspodWatch us! https://www.youtube.com/@trekwarspodTheme by Tosin AwofesoSocial Media:https://www.instagram.com/trekwarspodhttps://bsky.app/profile/trekwarspod.bsky.socialWant to ask us questions? Email us at trekwarspod@gmail.com.And leave us a review! https://bit.ly/leave-a-review-trek-wars

The Warrior Next Door Podcast
Al Johnson: Episode 3/5 - WWII, OSS, Operation Dragoon and China-Burma India-Theatre

The Warrior Next Door Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 18, 2024 41:54


Send us a textWe feature Al Johnson, who served with the Office of Strategic Services (OSS) during WWII. Al was a member of Operations Group (OG) Patrick and Blueberry who fought behind enemy lines in France and China, respectively, during WWII. Of the 14 million+ servicemen who fought in WWII, only ~7,500 served as an OG with the OSS. This is a truly special and remarkable story!In this episode, Al learns that he'll be part of OG Patrick and will land 400 miles behind enemy lines to join up with the French Resistance and capture a hydro-electric plant held by German forces! Support the show

From The Front To The Films: A World War II Podcast
Front to the Films: An Inside Look at the Upcoming Film Dad's Secret War: France 1944, with Georges Strachan-Heyes

From The Front To The Films: A World War II Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 28, 2024 34:25


The Front to the Films podcast is thrilled to announce our latest episode featuring a conversation with Georges Strachan-Heyes, retired British Army officer and Director of Operations for the UK and NATO at Onebrief. In this episode, hosted by Colonel Tom Rendall (USA, Ret.), Georges brings his exceptional insights in discussing The World War II Foundation's newest documentary, Dad's Secret War: France 1944. This gripping documentary, based on Scholars of Mayhem by Daniel C. Guiet and Timothy K. Smith, chronicles the daring World War II missions of Jean Claude Guiet, who served with Britain's Special Operations Executive (SOE) and America's Office of Strategic Services (OSS). His covert operations helped arm and organize the French Resistance in Nazi-occupied France following D-Day, ultimately shaping the Allied breakthrough in Europe. Jean Claude's “Salesman II” circuit team played a vital role in holding back German reinforcements from Normandy, a critical part of the Allied advance. As Georges recounts, Guiet's story adds a powerful chapter to the narrative of WWII, bringing to light the real risks and sacrifices made by the unsung agents operating behind enemy lines. On September 10, 2024, the Foundation held a special advance screening of Dad's Secret War at Fort Liberty (formerly Fort Bragg). It was a memorable evening attended by 150 senior active and retired members of the Special Operations and Airborne communities, along with their families. The response was overwhelmingly positive, with attendees deeply moved by this untold story of heroism and resilience. Georges Strachan-Heyes, who served as the keynote speaker, delivered exceptional remarks that resonated with the entire audience. His speech, which was so captivating and insightful that it left the room spellbound, delved into the film's themes and explored how covert actions by the OSS and SOE transformed the course of WWII. His remarks were so impactful that we immediately invited him to share more on Front to the Films. In this podcast episode, airing as a lead-up to the formal premiere of Dad's Secret War at the French Embassy in Washington, DC, on November 14, Georges joins Colonel Rendall to discuss the importance of bringing this story to the screen. He touches on themes of resilience, sacrifice, and the meticulous training and bravery required of SOE agents. Georges also reflects on the documentary's production, which involved collaboration with the Newhouse School, offering students a hands-on opportunity to explore WWII history and contribute to historical storytelling as part of The World War II Foundation's Doccumentary, Film, Photography and History Program. Their involvement reinforces the film's dual purpose: honoring the sacrifices of WWII veterans while educating future generations on the critical lessons of the past. Following its Embassy premiere, Dad's Secret War: France 1944 will be aired nationwide on nearly 300 American Public Television channels. The film, narrated by Kevin Bacon, invites viewers into the life of Jean Claude Guiet and his comrades, revealing the profound human and historical impact of their missions in occupied France. Georges and Colonel Rendall's conversation serves as an enlightening primer for the documentary, giving listeners a rare perspective on the bravery and complexities of war, and how these untold stories resonate in today's world. Join us for this extraordinary episode of Front to the Films, where we honor those who lived and served in the shadows, and look forward to the story's reach on a national scale. This conversation is both an introduction to the documentary as well as a fitting tribute to the courage that defined the Greatest Generation.

As Told To
Episode 74: Jill Sobule

As Told To

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 8, 2024 67:20


Over the course of her nearly forty-year career, singer-songwriter Jill Sobule has earned a singular spot in the American songbook. Best known for her breakout 1995 singles “Supermodel” (from the “Clueless” soundtrack) and “I Kissed a Girl” (which came out more than 10 years before the Katy Perry hit of the same name), her quirky, heartfelt, cheer-filled songs are difficult to categorize: she sings about the death penalty, anorexia, shoplifting, the French Resistance, LGBTQ issues and Mexican wrestling.  In another decade, Jon Pareles, the chief pop music critic of The New York Times, wrote that she stands “among the stellar New York singer-songwriters of the last decade”—high praise that has surely applied in all subsequent decades.      Jill's songs are enchanting, disarmingly funny and achingly poignant, and many of them are featured in her Drama Desk-nominated autobiographical musical "F*ck 7th Grade," which premiered at the Wild Project in NYC in 2022 and returns for a limited engagement in November 2024.  “We didn't have to create a story around these songs,” she says of the show, which she really, really hopes isn't dismissed as just another jukebox musical featuring songs from an artist's back catalogue. “These songs are my story. I just wrote a few more to fill out the narrative.” Jill joins us on the podcast to discuss her rich and varied career as one of the music industry's most uniquely collaborative artists. She's performed with musicians such as Neil Young, Billy Bragg, Steve Earle, Cyndi Lauper, and Warren Zevon, and once released a concept album of original music with lyrics written by some of her favorite writers, including Jonathan Lethem, Rick Moody, Mary Jo Salter, Vendela Vida, and David Hajdu. She regularly tours with comedian/actress/author Julia Sweeney in their two-woman “Jill & Julia” show. Two highlights from the very many cool, pinch me-type moments that have stamped Jill Sobule's remarkable career: she inducted Neil Diamond into the Songwriter's Hall of Fame, and she appeared as herself on an episode of “The Simpsons.”  So, you know, there's that.  Learn more about Jill Sobule: Website Patreon Instagram Threads Facebook Twitter Please support the sponsors who support our show: Ritani Jewelers Chelsea Devantez's I Shouldn't Be Telling You This Daniel Paisner's Balloon Dog  Daniel Paisner's SHOW: The Making and Unmaking of a Network Television Pilot Unforgiving: Lessons from the Fall by Lindsey Jacobellis Film Movement Plus (PODCAST) | 30% discount Libro.fm (ASTOLDTO) | 2 audiobooks for the price of 1 when you start your membership Film Freaks Forever! podcast, hosted by Mark Jordan Legan and Phoef Sutton Everyday Shakespeare podcast A Mighty Blaze podcast The Writer's Bone Podcast Network Misfits Market (WRITERSBONE) | $15 off your first order  Film Movement Plus (PODCAST) | 30% discount Wizard Pins (WRITERSBONE) | 20% discount

Life in Rural France
Tales From the Crypt: The Untold Stories and Secrets of the Paris Catacombs

Life in Rural France

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 8, 2024 30:49


From an illegal underground party complete with an orchestra and 100 guests in the 19th century to secret meetings of the French Resistance during World War II, the Paris Catacombs have more than their fair share of history surrounding them. The bones of 6-7 million people are stored down in this network of tunnels, but did you know that before the catacombs were used to store bodies, they were mined for limestone to build attractions such as the Louvre? It was, in fact, an underground quarry.Or that there is a group of people known as “Cataphiles” who live, or more accurately squat, down in the tunnels. It's quite the story. There are police who patrol the tunnels, dubbed the “Cataflics,” who chase the “Cataphiles.” If those tunnels could talk, they'd have quite the story to tell, so join me as I go below the Paris streets to reveal the stories of the Paris Catacombs.For full notes and details on today's episode see the links below:Discover the secrets of the Paris CatacombsThe Private VIP Tour I did of the Paris CatacombsI'm Kylie Lang, owner of Life in Rural France, a travel blog dedicated to helping others explore & discover all that France has to offer. On the blog, you'll discover sections covering:City Guides - everything you need to know about visiting cities such as Paris, Bordeaux, Carcassonne, Rouen, La Rochelle and many more.Moving to France - lots of resources to help you plan your move from visas and insurance to sim cards and watching TV.French Travel News - discover what's happening in France, from festivals and events to the latest deals and offers.If there is anything you'd like to know about living in France, the French culture or the history of this wonderful country, feel free to DM me on Instagram @lifeinruralfrance

Authors on the Air Global Radio Network
Crime Wave - Helaine Mario

Authors on the Air Global Radio Network

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 7, 2024 18:23


This week on Crime Wave: Helaine Mario and I talk about Echoes On the Wind. Helaine's intricately-plotted dual timeline novel of suspense traces the intertwined fates of pianist Maggie O'Shea and her grandmother, Clair Rousseau, who joins the French Resistance as a teenager during World War II. It's a beautiful story—also a heartbreaking, and ultimately redemptive, saga of two determined and resilient women. Brava! #podcast #author #interview #authors #CrimeWavePodcast #authorsontheair #podcast #podcaster #authors #authorsofig #authorsofinstagram #authorinterview #writingcommunity #suspensebooks #authorssupportingauthors #thrillerbooks #suspense #wip #writers#writersinspiration #bookrecommendations #bookaddict #bookaddicted #bookaddiction #bibliophile #read #amreading #lovetoread #BonnarSpring #BonnarSpringBooks #bookouture #thrillers #HelaineMario #EchoesOnTheWind

Happened Here
Josephine Baker

Happened Here

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 3, 2024 20:59


From humble beginnings in the American city of St. Louis to becoming a symbol of the French Resistance, Josephine Baker captivated the world. Her dance electrified audiences, while her bravery saved lives. Then after the war she fought for African American rights alongside Dr Martin Luther King. Discover the incredible life of this performer turned war hero, a true icon who defied convention. Written by James Rampton and performed by Aniya Picou.

Fun Kids Radio's Interviews
DERMOT O'LEARY: Spy Fox and Agent Feathers

Fun Kids Radio's Interviews

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 1, 2024 8:14


This week Bex chats to Dermot O'Leary about his brand new book Spy Fox and Agent Feathers and it's another wartime animal tale, this time featuring French Resistance foxes, code breaking chickens, a daring castle break-in and a race against time. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Return the Key: Jewish Questions for Everyone
Episode #9: What are you going through?: Scott Ritner on Simone Weil's Political Philosophy

Return the Key: Jewish Questions for Everyone

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 19, 2024 63:55


Julie and Scott talk about Simone Weil's astounding biography, including her experiences volunteering for the Spanish Civil War and participating in the French Resistance. We discuss her essays “The Iliad, or, The Poem of Force,”“The Need for Roots,” and “Reflections on the Right Use of School Studies with a View to the Love of God.” And we ask, how does war turn us into objects? What is the relationship between openness to God and openness to the neighbor? What might a society of “attention” look like? What are some of the complexities of pacifism and anti-statism? What might mean to create a society of attention? And finally, how does Scott read Weil as a Jewish thinker, necessary for us today?Note: For our use of the term “thingification” see Aimé Césaire's Discourse on Colonialism.Other texts and authors discussed:George Herbert, “Love III”Kathryn Lawson, Ecological Ethics and the Philosophy of Simone Weil: Decreation for the Anthropocene. Routledge, 2024.Emmanuel Levinas, “Simone Weil and the Bible” in Levinas, Difficult Freedom: Essays on Judaism, Trans. Sean Hand. Johns Hopkins University Press, 1990.Kenneth Novis.Scott B. Ritner joined the Political Science department at the University of Colorado Boulder in 2022 following appointments at SUNY Potsdam (2021-2022) and Temple University (2018-2021). He earned his PhD from The New School for Social Research in 2018. Scott's research focuses on 20th and 21st Century Critical Social Theory, Race & Ethnic Politics, and Popular Culture including literature and music. His manuscript in progress is titled Revolutionary Pessimism: The Antifascist Politics of Simone Weil. He is currently President of the American Weil Society (http://www.americanweilsociety.org). He teaches courses in Political Theory, American Politics, and Comparative Politics. When not researching or teaching, you can [try to] find him in the mountains. His work on Simone Weil can be found in Theory & Event, in various edited volumes, and at H-Net France.

Fun Kids Book Club
ANTON DU BEKE & DERMOT O'LEARY: Code Name Foxtrot & Spy Fox and Agent Feathers

Fun Kids Book Club

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 18, 2024 17:06


Welcome to the latest episode of Book Worms! To kick things off Bex chats to Anton Du Beke about his brand new book Code Name Foxtrot where Harry and Rosie ned to evacuate their home to Lancashire where they discover their new home is hiding some huge secrets. Bex also speaks to Dermot O'Leary about Spy Fox and Agent Feathers and it's another wartime animal tale, this time featuring French Resistance foxes, code breaking chickens, a daring castle break-in and a race against time. That's all on this week's episode of Fun Kids Book WormsJoin Fun Kids Podcasts+: https://funkidslive.com/plusSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Never Mind The Dambusters
Episode 16 - The Memory Minefield: Veteran's Stories & Tall Tales, with Ally Campbell-Grieve

Never Mind The Dambusters

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 17, 2024 39:51


Jane is joined by Ally Campbell-Grieve ( James isn't available this week) to debate the thorny topic of how we should deal with veteran's accounts as historical sources. They explore the challenges historians face when analysing accounts from veterans, particularly those from Bomber Command during WWII. The conversation delves into the background of Ally's great uncle, Steve, and the discrepancies in his accounts of service during two operational tours, which culminated in his aircraft being shot down in July 1944.  The episode emphasizes the importance of critical analysis of veteran narratives, the influence of memory, and the impact of popular media on how stories are told. It concludes with reflections on the need for sensitivity when dealing with family histories and the importance of questioning accepted narratives in military history.Links:The Veteran's Tale by by Frances HoughtonCollected Memories: Holocaust History and Postwar Testimony, by Christopher R BrowningArticle: THE MEMORY MINEFIELD – VETERAN TESTIMONY AND THE SEARCH FOR THE ‘FACTS', by Jane Gulliford Lowes Send us a textSupport the showPlease subscribe to Never Mind The Dambusters wherever you get your podcasts. You can support the show, and help us produce great content, by becoming a paid subscriber from just $3 a month here https://www.buzzsprout.com/2327200/support . Supporters receive invitations to participate in our recording sessions as an audience member. Thank you for listening! You can reach out to us on social media at @RAF_BomberPod (X) or @NeverMindTheDambusters (Instagram)You can find out about James' research, articles, lectures and podcasts here .You can read more about Jane's work on her website at https://www.justcuriousjane.com/, and listen to podcasts/media stuff here

Never Mind The Dambusters

Subscriber-only episode* Episode publicly available on Wednesday 18th September.Jane is joined by Ally Campbell-Grieve ( James isn't available this week) to debate the thorny topic of how we should deal with veteran's accounts as historical sources.  They explore the challenges historians face when analysing accounts from veterans, particularly those from Bomber Command during WWII. The conversation delves into the background of Ally's great uncle, Steve, and the discrepancies in his accounts of service during two operational tours, which culminated in his aircraft being shot down in July 1944.  The episode emphasizes the importance of critical analysis of veteran narratives, the influence of memory, and the impact of popular media on how stories are told. It concludes with reflections on the need for sensitivity when dealing with family histories and the importance of questioning accepted narratives in military history.Links:The Veteran's Tale by by Frances HoughtonCollected Memories: Holocaust History and Postwar Testimony, by Christopher R BrowningArticle: THE MEMORY MINEFIELD – VETERAN TESTIMONY AND THE SEARCH FOR THE ‘FACTS', by Jane Gulliford Lowes Send us a textPlease subscribe to Never Mind The Dambusters wherever you get your podcasts. You can support the show, and help us produce great content, by becoming a paid subscriber from just $3 a month here https://www.buzzsprout.com/2327200/support . Supporters receive invitations to participate in our recording sessions as an audience member. Thank you for listening! You can reach out to us on social media at @RAF_BomberPod (X) or @NeverMindTheDambusters (Instagram)You can find out about James' research, articles, lectures and podcasts here .You can read more about Jane's work on her website at https://www.justcuriousjane.com/, and listen to podcasts/media stuff here

The Projection Booth Podcast
Episode 704: Army of Shadows (1969)

The Projection Booth Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 4, 2024 99:29


We conclude Art House August with a look at Jean-Pierre Melville's Army of Shadows. Ostensibly a film about the French Resistance in World War II, the film stars Lino Ventura as Phillipe Gerbier, one of four main Resistance fighters we meet as we travel through the underworld, striking out at the German occupiers and those loyal to the Vichy government.Andrew Leavold and Samm Dieghan join Mike for an insightful conversation while special guest Ginette Vincendeau discusses Melville's career at the time and the reaction to the film.Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-projection-booth-podcast--5513239/support.

The Projection Booth Podcast
Episode 704: Army of Shadows (1969)

The Projection Booth Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 4, 2024 99:29


We conclude Art House August with a look at Jean-Pierre Melville's Army of Shadows. Ostensibly a film about the French Resistance in World War II, the film stars Lino Ventura as Phillipe Gerbier, one of four main Resistance fighters we meet as we travel through the underworld, striking out at the German occupiers and those loyal to the Vichy government.Andrew Leavold and Samm Dieghan join Mike for an insightful conversation while special guest Ginette Vincendeau discusses Melville's career at the time and the reaction to the film.Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-projection-booth-podcast--5513239/support.

Getting Unstuck - Shift For Impact
326: Shot Down: A Son's Journey Through His Father's WWII Legacy

Getting Unstuck - Shift For Impact

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 3, 2024 49:51


Guest Following 4 ½ years of dedicated research about the World War II experiences of his father, pilot Howard Snyder, and the crew of the B-17 Susan Ruth, Steve published his book SHOT DOWN. Steve is president of the 306th Bomb Group Historical Association and on the board of directors of the 8th Air Force Historical Society. Summary This podcast episode explores the air war over Europe during World War II, focusing on the experiences of B-17 bomber crews in the 8th Air Force. The discussion covers the dangerous missions aircrews face, including enemy attacks, harsh weather, and mechanical failures. A key turning point in the air war was the introduction of long-range fighters, such as the P-51, which helped secure Allied air superiority on D-Day. Central to the discussion, Steve shares insights about his father's harrowing experiences as the bomber pilot of the “Susan Ruth, which was shot down over Belgium. Steve's father's story of evasion, joining the French Resistance, and eventual return to American forces is recounted. The episode also touches on Steve's extensive research, including interviewing the German pilot who shot down his father's plane. Three takeaways: The 8th Air Force faced extreme dangers and suffered heavy losses in their bombing campaign. Long-range fighter escorts were crucial in gaining air superiority. Preserving and sharing WWII veterans' stories is vital for educating future generations. Social Media Website - http://SteveSnyderAuthor.com Amazon - http://bit.ly/ShotDownBook YouTube - https://www.youtube.com/@SteveSnyderShotDown/videos LinkedIn -  https://www.linkedin.com/in/steve-snyder-61570625/ Referenced Documentary of Howard Snyder and the “Susan Ruth” The “Toby Mug” from the movie, “Twelve O'Clock High” About Jeff Jeff Ikler is the Director of Quetico Leadership and Career Coaching. “Quetico” (KWEH-teh-co). He works with leaders in all aspects of life to identify and overcome obstacles in their desired future. He came to the field of coaching after a 35-year career in educational publishing. Prior to his career in educational publishing, Jeff taught high school U.S. history and government. Jeff has hosted the “Getting Unstuck—Cultivating Curiosity” podcast for 5 years. The guests and topics he explores are designed to help listeners think differently about the familiar and welcome the new as something to consider. He is also the co-host of the Cultivating Resilience – A Whole Community Approach to Alleviating Trauma in Schools, which promotes mental health and overall wellness. Jeff co-authored Shifting: How School Leaders Can Create a Culture of Change. Shifting integrates leadership development and change mechanics in a three-part change framework to help guide school leaders and their teams toward productive change.

The Libertarian Institute - All Podcasts
Ep 051 “Cellular Ecology: Guerrilla Organizations and Grunt Math”

The Libertarian Institute - All Podcasts

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 2, 2024 65:38


Episode This is an episode to examine what cell structures look like and the methodologies of guerrillas and insurgents use to conduct clandestine or covert action. I further discuss traditional, subversive, critical cell and mass-oriented and unconventional cell structures. We visit some historical parallels and why the US and the West may not catch the next wave of terror in America (not cooked up by the clownish FBI like the Whitmer disaster). References: How They Hunt AQ Training Manual The IRA Greenbook Hunting the Sleepers An Analysis of Al-Qaida Tradecraft Modeling Terrorist Networks - Complex Systems at the Mid-Range HR Kedward In Search of the Maquis: Rural Resistance in Southern France, 1942-1944 George Millar Maquis: An Englishman in the French Resistance Ian Wellsted SAS with the Maquis: In Action with the French Resistance, June–September 1944 Stephen Biddle Nonstate Warfare: The Military Methods of Guerillas, Warlords, and Militias My Substack Email at cgpodcast@pm.me

Spark My Muse
Gravity and Grace: Insights from Simone Weil [SSL 316]

Spark My Muse

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 14, 2024 7:00


Host Lisa Colon DeLay shares some of the writings of French mystic, social philosopher, and activist in the French Resistance during World War II, Simone Weil (1909-1943) whose posthumously published works had particular influence on French and English social thought.

The K-Rob Collection
Audio Antiques - Josephine Baker, Exotic Entertainer & Secret Agent

The K-Rob Collection

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 27, 2024 57:05


Josephine Baker was an American-born French entertainer, a decorated French Resistance agent during World War Two, and  a civil rights activist. Baker's career was centered primarily in Europe, where in 1927, she became the first Black woman to star in a major motion picture. Born in St. Louis, the singer, dancer, actress and freedom fighter worked for the French as a secret agent during World War Two. She relocated to Paris permanently to escape racial discrimination in the United States, and was celebrated by artists and intellectuals throughout the world well into the 1970s. We will hear Josephine Baker in a rare U.S. radio appearance on NBC's popular Rudy Vallee Show in 1935. More at http://krobcollection.com

Trashy Divorces
S22E17: Josephine Baker (Trashy Divorces Classics)

Trashy Divorces

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 5, 2024 27:55


Alicia has the incredible-but-true story of entertainment legend Josephine Baker, a woman who did every famous person cliche first, while also spending World War II as a spy coordinating activities for the French Resistance. Oh, does your favorite star not do that? Want early, ad-free episodes, regular Dumpster Dives, bonus divorces, limited series, Zoom hangouts, and more? Join us at patreon.com/trashydivorces! Want a personalized message for someone in your life? Check us out on Cameo! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

True Fiction Project
Revisited - Jerusalem Road with Simone Yehuda

True Fiction Project

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 23, 2024 27:25


Welcome back to another episode of the True Fiction Project Podcast. This week we are revisiting an episode that was recorded October 12, 2023 to mark the October 2023 events between Israel and Hamas, marking the most significant escalation of the ongoing Israeli-Palestinian conflict in several decades.  With the heaviness in the world still today and the events playing out in Israel and the Gaza strip, I introduce a story brought to audiences through playwright, poet and screenwriter, Simone Yehuda. Simone discusses her screenplay, Jerusalem Road, which has wild synchronicity between the storyline and what is happening between the Israelis and Palestinians right now. Simone talks about why it is so important to release her screenplay right now. She shares the history of both the Israelis and Palestinians feeling that home is the same place, and the barriers that are at stake. We then hear a scene from Simone's screenplay, Jerusalem Road. The scene compares and contrasts the years of suffering the two character groups, Palestinians and Jews, have faced and how both groups were forced into exile.  IN THIS EPISODE: [2:47] Simone discusses her background and where her story Jerusalem Road came from. [5:01] Is it true that all of her screenplays focus on the reconciliation of opposites divided by major barriers where survival and identities are at stake? Why did she choose this path?  [6:33] Why is Jerusalem Road so important and why release it right now with the events happening in the world? [9:02] Who are some of the characters and what is the context of the characters? [12:26] What is the history of both Israelis and Palestinians feeling that home is the same place? [15:24] Has the significance of the screenplay expanded given what is happening this week?  [16:36] Can we bring about change through storytelling? [17:52] Will Simone's screenplay go beyond a screenplay into something more? [22:00 A scene from the screenplay, Jerusalem Road, written by Simone Yehuda. KEY TAKEAWAYS: We're all a human family. We have to try to put an end to the inhumane treatment that is happening. If we keep defending “our own” and not stepping out to right against the things that are going wrong in the world then they will continue to happen.  If we can't talk to each other and listen to each other then disaster will follow. Each person's story is valuable and a way to get to know each other's lives, cultures, and history. Take the time to listen to stories as much as you tell them.  There is so much loss happening right now, so much inhumane activity happening all across the world with racism, ageism, prejudice behavior. Take the time in your day to spread kindness and empathy. Do what you can to make the world a better place.  Fiction Credits: Excerpt written by: Simone Yehuda  BIO: Simone Naomi Yehuda was born in Cambridge, Massachusetts to a German Jewish Holocaust survivor and French Catholic mother whose own mother was a leader of the French Resistance. Writing became her cure for massive psychic trauma. She began as a published poet (two books: THAW and LIFTING WATER) and multi-produced playwright (including a play, WILLING, Off Broadway). While in New York, she played the flute with the New York Symphony and was a member of the Mass Transit Dance Company. Simone began writing screenplays full-time ten years ago hoping to reach a wider audience. She now writes feature screenplays that include JERUSALEM ROAD, THE NEW EVE, LOVE AND HOMICIDE, THE THIRD MOTHER, THE SIG OF A FREE MAN and  MATADORA! Her scripts focus on the reconciliation of opposites divided by insurmountable barriers where survival and identity are at stake. Simone's adult twin daughters, physician Valerie Gabriella Press and psychologist/artist Corinna Nicole Press, live in Chicago and San Francisco respectively. She lives in Ann Arbor, Michigan with her historian husband Barry Michael Shapiro. Simone Yehuda's Website  Simone Yehuda's LinkedIn  Simone Yehuda's Facebook  Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/true-fiction-project/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy

Sidedoor
The Milkmaid Spy

Sidedoor

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 3, 2024 28:55 Very Popular


Virginia Hall dreamed of being America's first female ambassador. Instead, she became a spy. Joining the ranks of the U.S.'s first civilian spy network, she operated alone in occupied France, where she built French Resistance networks, delivered critical intelligence, and sold cheese to the enemy. All on one leg. Guests: Sonia Purnell, author of “A Woman of No Importance: the Untold Story of the American Spy who Helped Win World War II.”  Randy Burkett, CIA Staff Historian Christina Gebhard, museum specialist at the Smithsonian's National Museum of Natural History