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In the "Building Better Businesses" season of the Building Better Developers podcast, hosts Rob Broadhead and Michael Meloche dive deep into one of the most critical challenges for any business: hiring talent and how to find them. This episode provides actionable insights, real-world experiences, and practical advice for entrepreneurs, managers, and leaders looking to build robust teams. Importance of Passion in Hiring Talent Rob begins by emphasizing the importance of hiring people who genuinely enjoy their roles. He argues that the most effective employees are those who love what they do, as their passion naturally leads to higher investment in their work. This is a foundational principle Rob has learned through years of experience in various roles, from hiring employees and contractors to building diverse teams. Rob emphasizes that managers must allow team members the freedom to perform tasks their way. Excessive micromanagement, he warns, can stifle creativity and motivation, leading to reduced performance and higher turnover. Identifying Enthusiasm During Hiring Rob shares a powerful anecdote about an iconic hiring moment where a casual conversation at a party led to hiring one of his best employees. The candidate's enthusiasm and immediate engagement were clear indicators that he would be a great fit. Rob advises leaders to pay attention to similar signals, urging them to look beyond technical skills and consider how candidates handle scenarios they'll actually encounter on the job. Traditional hiring tests focused solely on language syntax or technical jargon often fail to capture the critical soft skills and problem-solving abilities essential for success. Common Pitfalls in Hiring Talent Michael complements Rob's points by addressing common pitfalls in the hiring process, especially concerning the role of HR and recruiters. He highlights a significant disconnect between what hiring managers truly need and how HR departments often present job postings. This misalignment can flood managers with unsuitable candidates, wasting valuable time. Michael stresses the importance of crafting clear and direct job descriptions, avoiding unnecessary roadblocks like overly strict requirements that can eliminate potentially strong candidates. For example, insisting on a college degree when relevant experience and proven capability might suffice can narrow the talent pool unnecessarily. Navigating Modern Recruitment Challenges Michael further discusses the challenges presented by modern recruitment platforms, which often suffer from fake job postings and automated keyword gaming due to AI. These issues can make it harder for genuine candidates and companies to connect effectively. As a countermeasure, he suggests exploring alternative talent acquisition avenues, such as attending job fairs or industry-specific conferences. These settings offer opportunities for direct engagement with potential candidates and clients, fostering authentic connections that can lead to lasting professional relationships. Conducting Effective Interviews A critical takeaway from Michael is the need for managers to approach interviews thoughtfully. Hastily organized interviews can deter excellent candidates who perceive chaos and disorganization as red flags. He urges interviewers to take the time to truly understand applicants, assess their fit for the company culture, and determine their genuine interest and ability to perform well in the role. Key Points When Hiring Talent Hire candidates who are passionate and enjoy their roles. Allow team members autonomy to maintain their motivation and creativity. Look beyond technical skills; assess problem-solving and enthusiasm. Ensure job descriptions accurately reflect the role to attract suitable candidates. Avoid unnecessary hiring criteria that limit your talent pool. Explore alternative hiring methods like job fairs and conferences. Conduct well-prepared and thoughtful interviews to avoid deterring top talent. Episode Challenge Rob and Michael conclude with an episode challenge: Identify three to five key traits essential for success in a role you are looking to fill or outsource. Reevaluate these traits critically by considering what would happen if a candidate lacked any one of them. This exercise helps businesses focus on genuinely impactful qualities, rather than superficial qualifications. This episode offers valuable perspectives and actionable strategies for any business aiming to enhance its talent acquisition process. By prioritizing candidates' passion, ensuring clarity in job descriptions, and embracing authentic interactions over generic tests, companies can build stronger, more productive teams poised for sustained growth. Stay Connected: Join the Develpreneur Community We invite you to join our community and share your coding journey with us. Whether you're a seasoned developer or just starting, there's always room to learn and grow together. Contact us at info@develpreneur.com with your questions, feedback, or suggestions for future episodes. Together, let's continue exploring the exciting world of software development. Additional Resources Learning From Your First Business Business Finance Management: Building Better Businesses for Success Securing Your Product And Business – Nate Sheen Interview Creating a Podcast – Not Just a Lot of Talking Building Better Businesses – With Bonus Content

4pm: Matt Markovich - Spinning the Wheel of Legislative Luncy // Ferguson will forgo a trip to DC to focus on Washington’s budget // SB 5622  Prohibits the offer, sale, or promotional giveaway of over-the-counter diet pills and dietary supplements for weight loss or muscle building to a person under 18 years of age. // Senate Housing is talking right now rent control - should vote out of committee and SB 5313 which would allow any language that prevents tenants from suing a landlord  // Guest - Brad Hart - Forest Park Pharmarcy in Fort Worth Texas // Forest Park Pharmacy is family owned and operated by Brad & Glenda Hart in Fort Worth, Texas.  // They are focused on providing fair and transparent pricing on drugs.  // Medicaid paid $590 million for 155,000 prescriptions of dimethyl fermate in 2022.  At Brad’s pharmacy, that would have cost $10 million meaning the government overpaid by 580 million on one drug in one year. // New Zealand’s tourism campaign is not the world’s worst – and I should know // The “Hastily made Cleveland Tourism Videos”

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1/2: #SYRIA: Regional powers hastily adapt to the strategic  surprise, Malcolm Hoenlein @Conf_of_pres @mhoenlein1. 1910 Damascus

2/2: #SYRIA: Regional powers  hastily adapt to the strategic  surprise. Malcolm Hoenlein @Conf_of_pres @mhoenlein1 1885 Damascus

The truth behind the priests lecherous legends.By Nakod Apa. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.The PledgeAs was customary, the Temple constables came for Diana early on the day that she came of age; for it was ordained that one who had not been sired by a man was holy and consecrated to the service of the gods, if male to become a priest, if female to serve as a vestal servant; and that they should remain celibate all their years. She wore her finest outfit and did herself up for this big occasion. Today she was accepting a celibate vow and a lifetime of religious duties in the temple and the ministries of the priests. She was stunning, and folks stopped and stared along the streets, as her family procession went by.Diana was named for a great goddess. Her natural beauty was striking. Her inner grace and humility prevented her from any vanity at all.Peaceably Diana bade farewell to her mother but allowed them to follow behind her, to the Temple stronghold, for even had she so wished, there was no way she could escape her fate. She had long known that it was her destiny to become a vestal, as it had been her brother's to become a priest.Shut in a small cell, the hours passed slowly, boringly, as she waited to be given the first initiation step; a red robe of a novice; then be instructed in her duties. At last there came a clatter in the corridor and the sound of a key in the lock. Awkwardly, bearing a tray of food, a tall, young priest entered.“Jon!” She exclaimed in surprise. She jumped up and embraced her brother.“Hush, not so loud, little sister,” he admonished. “I had to bribe the kitchen vestal to allow me to deliver this in her place.”“But how are you, brother? Two years and I've not heard from you. Why have you not written?”“As you will discover it is not permitted for those commanded to the service of The Gods, to communicate with the ones they leave behind.”“Not even their sisters?”“Especially not them, for they might disclose the truth of matters that only The Chosen may know.”“Oh! But I was chosen to become a vestal anyway.”“And now you are not. That's why I came as soon as it was possible. To advise you.”“What do you mean, not to become a vestal? What else can I be?” Diana was confused.Jon paused to gather his thoughts. “Let me first set you aright, for much that we are taught is false; especially, that only those who are married may know and practice sex. Thus it follows that the children of an unmarried woman, like us, must have been conceived without benefit of a man, and are therefore special. Correct?”“Yes, of course.”“It's complete nonsense.”“Then who is our father?”“I know not, except that he must have been a priest.”“But the priests are celibate.”Jon gave a snort. “That is what we are meant to believe. The truth is that a priest may have sex whenever he pleases. I've enjoyed many women in the last two years.”“But where did you, do they, find the women?”“What do you think vestals are for?”“You mean, no I cannot believe it.” Diana was dismayed.“Vestals keep house, but that is secondary. Their main duty is to serve us priests. If you had become a vestal you would have been required to entertain any priest who desired you, and with looks like yours it would not have been long before most would have taken and enjoyed you. Wow, look at you, Diana! You're far more beautiful than I remember! These past two years have been very good to you.”“But what has this to do with being special.”“Well, how do we replace those that go to join the gods? If it were to be with the offspring of priests and vestals it would expose the myth of our purity, and in any case would eventually lead to serious inbreeding. So, at a certain point in their career, each priest is commanded to select from the Common Folk an unmarried woman he fancies, then drug the Eucharist she receives at prayers, divert her to private quarters after mass, then wait for her to pass out. When she finally awakes, she knows nothing of the sexual relations that occurred. But if she conceives, she is publicly esteemed by the priest, for having an immaculate conception. The bastards are the special ones, the replacements, us.”Diana shuddered and studied the floor. “But if I'm not to be a vestal, what am I to be?”“You remember in our lessons they taught us about the war with the nation of Dragonia?”“Yes.”“And how as part of the peace treaty, and to mark our subservience, we are bound to provide an annual tribute?”“Sure.”“What they didn't say was that this tribute is not a tax. That collected tax is diverted to secret clerical treasuries. The actual required Dragonian tribute is only nominal, and takes the form of a maiden. A beautiful young maiden from among the vestals and pledges. She becomes a slave to please and entertain the man who is ruler of Dragonia, The elders have decided that you are to be our tribute for this year.”“But I'm not beautiful.”“Oh my sister, Your humility denies the truth. Everyone else thinks otherwise, and they make the decisions in the Temple. Anyway just accept what comes, for a day or so. It won't be anything serious, at least not until you are given to the Dragonian dictator. I don't know what happens after that. But for now I'll keep an eye out and help where I can. Look, I'll have to go or they'll be wondering where I've disappeared to. Eat that food. Keep your strength up.”Awkwardly Jon leant forward and gave her a brotherly peck on the cheek, then slipped out of the cell door.The InitiationSomewhat perturbed Diana toyed with her food until, some thirty minutes later, two vestals appeared, led her to a room lined with old, cracked tiles, briskly undressed her, bathed her, then clothed her in an ancient red robe.“What happens now,” Diana asked.“You get to be taken to the High Cardinal.” One of the vestals told her. “Come on! He's impatient to know you.”Wearing only his outer dalmatic vesture, the High Cardinal watched as Diana was brought to stand before him. The red shift marking her as a novice was threadbare and at least two sizes too big, only just clinging to the points of her shoulders and leaving bare her slim neck and clavicle. The thin cloth draped itself enticingly around her ample breasts and rippled slightly as she walked, plainly revealing the bulge of her nipples with their dark areola. Her gleaming black hair tumbled down her back in disarray until it nearly touched her tight butt.He said nothing, just looked. He felt his manhood gradually stir and stiffen into readiness. This was one he would relish. Three-and-a-half score years, and more, were behind him but still he had the will and the power to want, ravish and enjoy, although not as often as in his prime. This one would delight him with the softness of those hand filling breasts and the thrusts of his shaft inside her hot, throbbing center. Of the many vestals he'd selected to pleasure him over the years, few had possessed a body to compare with this girl. It was a pity she must be relinquished to the Tribute, but it had to be. At least he would have a use of her before she was sent south.For her part Diana waited uncertainly. The supreme head of the Temple, this holy man, was staring at her most peculiarly. It was as if he wanted, intended, to have her. But no, he couldn't, if Jon was right he could take any woman he wished, so why should he want her? Anyway he was so old. That scrawny neck, those hollow cheeks and drooling lips revolted her. The thought of those liver-spot covered hands roaming across her body, fondling her breasts and caressing her thighs, made her feel sick.“My daughter. It was intended that thou shouldst become a vestal. That our priests, who so devoutly serve the Mighty Gods, might be blessed with some reward for their endeavors by enjoying the pleasures of your body. But on occasion the good of our congregation requires another, higher, sacrifice. We wish it were not so, that we could keep you amongst us, but we must bow before The God's command. Thou art to be our Tribute to The Great Dragon, the ruler of Dragonia, that he may leave us in peace for another year.” The High Cardinal paused, “We do not have to explain, your brother covered it well enough.”“You were listening?”“Do you think we are so imprudent as not to take a few precautions. Of course we heard all that he said, There remains just one item to be confirmed. Your beauty is undeniable, but alone it may not suffice to provide the pleasure to which a ruler is entitled. It is our duty to confirm that you will fully answer his desires.”She was muddled, disjointed, confused. “I don't understand.”Prima Nocta“We must be sure that when he uses you, as a man uses a woman, you will satisfy him. So we must first test your bounty.”“I'm to be mated?”“Yes. It is a chore we will ourselves undertake.”The thought of being taken by him repelled her. His pretense that he was only performing his duty was unconvincing, every word merely echoed his lust for her body.The High Cardinal drew a silk scarf from the pocket of his dalmatic vesture. “But first, since your preference will likely run to youth rather than experience, let us blindfold you. Then you can focus your mind on our skill, not our image.” He fastened the scarf around her eyes.“Now come. Disrobe and let us savor that lovely body with which The Great Gods have blessed you.”What choice did she have? Trembling, she raised her arms and reached behind to unfasten her shift. Lazily it fell to circle her feet. She felt a slight draught caress her body, and shivered as she imagined his eyes on her naked and vulnerable flesh. He would be studying her boobs, her untouched cunni. Tightly she pressed her legs together to hide her nether lips.“Trust us,” he said. “Do all we say and you will have an experience you will never forget.”She managed a faint, “I do not doubt it, Your Grace.”Smiling, pleased with her submissiveness, he looked her up and down, his eyes agleam with desire. His gaze lingering first on her quim with its lush beaver, then on her full, firm tits. His breathing grew harsh, his chest heaved as he reached for her and crushed her to him, the hardness of his erection stabbing her stomach. His palms stroked up and down her back, gently massaging her, feeling the smoothness of her skin; then paused on her hips, slid round to her flat belly and up, up to those adorable boobs. He stopped for a long moment, just cupping them and savoring their firm weight.When he again moved he slowly dragged his palms to and fro across her nipples, feeling them swell, before holding her by the shoulders and easing her to the couch. Firmly he pushed her back until she was lying, her neat buns at the edge, her legs dangling.His hands left her. Diana could hear a rustling, he was removing his dalmatic vesture. Quiet footsteps and she sensed he was beside her again. A light, barely felt touch, brushed her mouth. Her tongue instinctively flicked out to find his finger as he caressed each lip in turn. Then he stroked her cheeks, before dragging his palms down across her chin, her neck, the hollow of her collar bone, smoothing the skin in small circles. When he reached her left breast he pressed gently around the edge spiraling in until he found her bud. It stood high for him to squeeze firmly, sending a bolt of ecstasy straight to her centre. She moaned.The High Cardinal heard her breathing deepen, leant forward and ran his tongue around her other breast. God, she was tasty. His thin lips opened to take her swollen nipple into his mouth. He nipped her with his teeth, sucking her deep.The fingers of his other hand found her cunni. Gently, oh, so gently at first, he stroked her from clit to anus. His fondling grew firmer. He pushed a finger inside to test her dampness, was gratified when she arched her back and pushed her mound into his hand.The scarf was doing its work; she was unable to see him but his heavy breathing and the musky, unmistakable scent of sex was feeding her carnal needs and overcoming her revulsion. Her soft, “Yes, yes,” was music in his ears.“What do you want, my dear?” he asked.Diana barely heard him, all she knew was the rapture of his hands and mouth thrilling her in a way she had never known before. As he rubbed her clit, she began to pant, gave a low moan and dug her nails into his shoulders, then down his back to his hips, instinctively pulling him to her.He held back, in no hurry. She felt him ease himself onto the couch and kneel across her. All the time his tongue licked her nipples, his fingers explored her cunni, testing her wetness but not entering her. Her breathing quickened, she was near to climax. She whimpered, she needed to be filled. He would not let her come. His touch on her swollen cunni lips was feather light, then firm, then light. He seemed to sense her need and to repeatedly rouse and then deny her.She was ready. His fingers parted the soft lips of her center. The helmet of his cock butted them, sliding up and down coating itself with her dampness. He eased away from her, placed a hand to one side to take his weight, his other reaching for her thighs to open her wider before grasping his now totally rigid staff and positioning it at her entrance.She felt it, hard yet soft, probing, pushing her lips apart as the glans slowly entered, forcing deeper and deeper. There was nothing else in the world now but this manhood thrusting, filling, rewarding her. His stroke was slow, his pelvis grinding her clit. She couldn't resist. The tremors started deep inside her then rushed out to explode around his cock.He heard her cry, felt her come, but it was too soon, he wasn't ready yet. He thrust harder, faster; her beauty, her pleasure, her satisfaction were a dim, unimportant memory. All that mattered was his release. His thighs tightened, he shuddered, he whimpered. Hot and hard his seed erupted into her, filling her. He lowered his chest onto her two soft boobs and rested while his heartbeat slowed and the blood drained from his tyrannical probe.Some minutes passed before he rose, resumed his robes and removed the blindfold. “Yes, you will be a worthy Tribute. Would that we had more time to attend to your education ourselves. It would please us greatly to instruct you further. However, the Gods have ordained otherwise. You are required to leave at first light.”“No. Leave that. You deserve better,” he said as she reached to cover herself with the discarded shift. He pulled a cord by the tapestry and she heard the faint chime of a distant bell.The two vestals who had escorted her into his presence entered and genuflected. They were good looking women only a few years older than Diana.“What is the meaning of this rag?” The High Cardinal thrust the shift at them.“But, Your Grace, it is not worth giving her new robes just for the journey. Especially as we are told she will be naked for the presentation ceremony.”“But what if she is seen on the journey. What of her dignity. She deserves your respect. Both of you, remove your robes. Now!”Quaking somewhat at his anger they quickly unfastened their gowns, red with the white edging of senior vestals, and laid them before their feet.“Right,” he turned to Diana, “take your pick. Either should be a reasonable fit.Hesitantly Diana stepped to where, naked, staring at the floor, the two vestals waited. Gingerly she selected the nearest robe and swiftly lowered it over her head, grateful in the draughty room for the residual warmth of it's previous owner.Priest GeorgeThere was a sharp rap on the door. “Come!” Commanded the High Cardinal. The figure that entered was young for a senior priest being but a couple of years older than Diana's brother, but he carried himself with the assurance of one who has already received some prominence in the governing hierarchy.“Ah! George. Well timed.” The High Cardinal frowned at the two Vestals. “We will discuss your performance later. You may withdraw.”Hastily one gathered up the remaining robe and the other the rag that Diana had worn and, still naked, they hurried out of the chamber.“There she is, George,” the old man gestured toward Diana. “You may take her and be on your way. I will expect you back within three weeks.”The young priest bowed his head. “I am honored Your Grace. I will not fail the Gods.” Reaching out he took Diana's hand and drew her from the room.

The truth behind the priests lecherous legends.By Nakod Apa. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.The PledgeAs was customary, the Temple constables came for Diana early on the day that she came of age; for it was ordained that one who had not been sired by a man was holy and consecrated to the service of the gods, if male to become a priest, if female to serve as a vestal servant; and that they should remain celibate all their years. She wore her finest outfit and did herself up for this big occasion. Today she was accepting a celibate vow and a lifetime of religious duties in the temple and the ministries of the priests. She was stunning, and folks stopped and stared along the streets, as her family procession went by.Diana was named for a great goddess. Her natural beauty was striking. Her inner grace and humility prevented her from any vanity at all.Peaceably Diana bade farewell to her mother but allowed them to follow behind her, to the Temple stronghold, for even had she so wished, there was no way she could escape her fate. She had long known that it was her destiny to become a vestal, as it had been her brother's to become a priest.Shut in a small cell, the hours passed slowly, boringly, as she waited to be given the first initiation step; a red robe of a novice; then be instructed in her duties. At last there came a clatter in the corridor and the sound of a key in the lock. Awkwardly, bearing a tray of food, a tall, young priest entered.“Jon!” She exclaimed in surprise. She jumped up and embraced her brother.“Hush, not so loud, little sister,” he admonished. “I had to bribe the kitchen vestal to allow me to deliver this in her place.”“But how are you, brother? Two years and I've not heard from you. Why have you not written?”“As you will discover it is not permitted for those commanded to the service of The Gods, to communicate with the ones they leave behind.”“Not even their sisters?”“Especially not them, for they might disclose the truth of matters that only The Chosen may know.”“Oh! But I was chosen to become a vestal anyway.”“And now you are not. That's why I came as soon as it was possible. To advise you.”“What do you mean, not to become a vestal? What else can I be?” Diana was confused.Jon paused to gather his thoughts. “Let me first set you aright, for much that we are taught is false; especially, that only those who are married may know and practice sex. Thus it follows that the children of an unmarried woman, like us, must have been conceived without benefit of a man, and are therefore special. Correct?”“Yes, of course.”“It's complete nonsense.”“Then who is our father?”“I know not, except that he must have been a priest.”“But the priests are celibate.”Jon gave a snort. “That is what we are meant to believe. The truth is that a priest may have sex whenever he pleases. I've enjoyed many women in the last two years.”“But where did you, do they, find the women?”“What do you think vestals are for?”“You mean, no I cannot believe it.” Diana was dismayed.“Vestals keep house, but that is secondary. Their main duty is to serve us priests. If you had become a vestal you would have been required to entertain any priest who desired you, and with looks like yours it would not have been long before most would have taken and enjoyed you. Wow, look at you, Diana! You're far more beautiful than I remember! These past two years have been very good to you.”“But what has this to do with being special.”“Well, how do we replace those that go to join the gods? If it were to be with the offspring of priests and vestals it would expose the myth of our purity, and in any case would eventually lead to serious inbreeding. So, at a certain point in their career, each priest is commanded to select from the Common Folk an unmarried woman he fancies, then drug the Eucharist she receives at prayers, divert her to private quarters after mass, then wait for her to pass out. When she finally awakes, she knows nothing of the sexual relations that occurred. But if she conceives, she is publicly esteemed by the priest, for having an immaculate conception. The bastards are the special ones, the replacements, us.”Diana shuddered and studied the floor. “But if I'm not to be a vestal, what am I to be?”“You remember in our lessons they taught us about the war with the nation of Dragonia?”“Yes.”“And how as part of the peace treaty, and to mark our subservience, we are bound to provide an annual tribute?”“Sure.”“What they didn't say was that this tribute is not a tax. That collected tax is diverted to secret clerical treasuries. The actual required Dragonian tribute is only nominal, and takes the form of a maiden. A beautiful young maiden from among the vestals and pledges. She becomes a slave to please and entertain the man who is ruler of Dragonia, The elders have decided that you are to be our tribute for this year.”“But I'm not beautiful.”“Oh my sister, Your humility denies the truth. Everyone else thinks otherwise, and they make the decisions in the Temple. Anyway just accept what comes, for a day or so. It won't be anything serious, at least not until you are given to the Dragonian dictator. I don't know what happens after that. But for now I'll keep an eye out and help where I can. Look, I'll have to go or they'll be wondering where I've disappeared to. Eat that food. Keep your strength up.”Awkwardly Jon leant forward and gave her a brotherly peck on the cheek, then slipped out of the cell door.The InitiationSomewhat perturbed Diana toyed with her food until, some thirty minutes later, two vestals appeared, led her to a room lined with old, cracked tiles, briskly undressed her, bathed her, then clothed her in an ancient red robe.“What happens now,” Diana asked.“You get to be taken to the High Cardinal.” One of the vestals told her. “Come on! He's impatient to know you.”Wearing only his outer dalmatic vesture, the High Cardinal watched as Diana was brought to stand before him. The red shift marking her as a novice was threadbare and at least two sizes too big, only just clinging to the points of her shoulders and leaving bare her slim neck and clavicle. The thin cloth draped itself enticingly around her ample breasts and rippled slightly as she walked, plainly revealing the bulge of her nipples with their dark areola. Her gleaming black hair tumbled down her back in disarray until it nearly touched her tight butt.He said nothing, just looked. He felt his manhood gradually stir and stiffen into readiness. This was one he would relish. Three-and-a-half score years, and more, were behind him but still he had the will and the power to want, ravish and enjoy, although not as often as in his prime. This one would delight him with the softness of those hand filling breasts and the thrusts of his shaft inside her hot, throbbing center. Of the many vestals he'd selected to pleasure him over the years, few had possessed a body to compare with this girl. It was a pity she must be relinquished to the Tribute, but it had to be. At least he would have a use of her before she was sent south.For her part Diana waited uncertainly. The supreme head of the Temple, this holy man, was staring at her most peculiarly. It was as if he wanted, intended, to have her. But no, he couldn't, if Jon was right he could take any woman he wished, so why should he want her? Anyway he was so old. That scrawny neck, those hollow cheeks and drooling lips revolted her. The thought of those liver-spot covered hands roaming across her body, fondling her breasts and caressing her thighs, made her feel sick.“My daughter. It was intended that thou shouldst become a vestal. That our priests, who so devoutly serve the Mighty Gods, might be blessed with some reward for their endeavors by enjoying the pleasures of your body. But on occasion the good of our congregation requires another, higher, sacrifice. We wish it were not so, that we could keep you amongst us, but we must bow before The God's command. Thou art to be our Tribute to The Great Dragon, the ruler of Dragonia, that he may leave us in peace for another year.” The High Cardinal paused, “We do not have to explain, your brother covered it well enough.”“You were listening?”“Do you think we are so imprudent as not to take a few precautions. Of course we heard all that he said, There remains just one item to be confirmed. Your beauty is undeniable, but alone it may not suffice to provide the pleasure to which a ruler is entitled. It is our duty to confirm that you will fully answer his desires.”She was muddled, disjointed, confused. “I don't understand.”Prima Nocta“We must be sure that when he uses you, as a man uses a woman, you will satisfy him. So we must first test your bounty.”“I'm to be mated?”“Yes. It is a chore we will ourselves undertake.”The thought of being taken by him repelled her. His pretense that he was only performing his duty was unconvincing, every word merely echoed his lust for her body.The High Cardinal drew a silk scarf from the pocket of his dalmatic vesture. “But first, since your preference will likely run to youth rather than experience, let us blindfold you. Then you can focus your mind on our skill, not our image.” He fastened the scarf around her eyes.“Now come. Disrobe and let us savor that lovely body with which The Great Gods have blessed you.”What choice did she have? Trembling, she raised her arms and reached behind to unfasten her shift. Lazily it fell to circle her feet. She felt a slight draught caress her body, and shivered as she imagined his eyes on her naked and vulnerable flesh. He would be studying her boobs, her untouched cunni. Tightly she pressed her legs together to hide her nether lips.“Trust us,” he said. “Do all we say and you will have an experience you will never forget.”She managed a faint, “I do not doubt it, Your Grace.”Smiling, pleased with her submissiveness, he looked her up and down, his eyes agleam with desire. His gaze lingering first on her quim with its lush beaver, then on her full, firm tits. His breathing grew harsh, his chest heaved as he reached for her and crushed her to him, the hardness of his erection stabbing her stomach. His palms stroked up and down her back, gently massaging her, feeling the smoothness of her skin; then paused on her hips, slid round to her flat belly and up, up to those adorable boobs. He stopped for a long moment, just cupping them and savoring their firm weight.When he again moved he slowly dragged his palms to and fro across her nipples, feeling them swell, before holding her by the shoulders and easing her to the couch. Firmly he pushed her back until she was lying, her neat buns at the edge, her legs dangling.His hands left her. Diana could hear a rustling, he was removing his dalmatic vesture. Quiet footsteps and she sensed he was beside her again. A light, barely felt touch, brushed her mouth. Her tongue instinctively flicked out to find his finger as he caressed each lip in turn. Then he stroked her cheeks, before dragging his palms down across her chin, her neck, the hollow of her collar bone, smoothing the skin in small circles. When he reached her left breast he pressed gently around the edge spiraling in until he found her bud. It stood high for him to squeeze firmly, sending a bolt of ecstasy straight to her centre. She moaned.The High Cardinal heard her breathing deepen, leant forward and ran his tongue around her other breast. God, she was tasty. His thin lips opened to take her swollen nipple into his mouth. He nipped her with his teeth, sucking her deep.The fingers of his other hand found her cunni. Gently, oh, so gently at first, he stroked her from clit to anus. His fondling grew firmer. He pushed a finger inside to test her dampness, was gratified when she arched her back and pushed her mound into his hand.The scarf was doing its work; she was unable to see him but his heavy breathing and the musky, unmistakable scent of sex was feeding her carnal needs and overcoming her revulsion. Her soft, “Yes, yes,” was music in his ears.“What do you want, my dear?” he asked.Diana barely heard him, all she knew was the rapture of his hands and mouth thrilling her in a way she had never known before. As he rubbed her clit, she began to pant, gave a low moan and dug her nails into his shoulders, then down his back to his hips, instinctively pulling him to her.He held back, in no hurry. She felt him ease himself onto the couch and kneel across her. All the time his tongue licked her nipples, his fingers explored her cunni, testing her wetness but not entering her. Her breathing quickened, she was near to climax. She whimpered, she needed to be filled. He would not let her come. His touch on her swollen cunni lips was feather light, then firm, then light. He seemed to sense her need and to repeatedly rouse and then deny her.She was ready. His fingers parted the soft lips of her center. The helmet of his cock butted them, sliding up and down coating itself with her dampness. He eased away from her, placed a hand to one side to take his weight, his other reaching for her thighs to open her wider before grasping his now totally rigid staff and positioning it at her entrance.She felt it, hard yet soft, probing, pushing her lips apart as the glans slowly entered, forcing deeper and deeper. There was nothing else in the world now but this manhood thrusting, filling, rewarding her. His stroke was slow, his pelvis grinding her clit. She couldn't resist. The tremors started deep inside her then rushed out to explode around his cock.He heard her cry, felt her come, but it was too soon, he wasn't ready yet. He thrust harder, faster; her beauty, her pleasure, her satisfaction were a dim, unimportant memory. All that mattered was his release. His thighs tightened, he shuddered, he whimpered. Hot and hard his seed erupted into her, filling her. He lowered his chest onto her two soft boobs and rested while his heartbeat slowed and the blood drained from his tyrannical probe.Some minutes passed before he rose, resumed his robes and removed the blindfold. “Yes, you will be a worthy Tribute. Would that we had more time to attend to your education ourselves. It would please us greatly to instruct you further. However, the Gods have ordained otherwise. You are required to leave at first light.”“No. Leave that. You deserve better,” he said as she reached to cover herself with the discarded shift. He pulled a cord by the tapestry and she heard the faint chime of a distant bell.The two vestals who had escorted her into his presence entered and genuflected. They were good looking women only a few years older than Diana.“What is the meaning of this rag?” The High Cardinal thrust the shift at them.“But, Your Grace, it is not worth giving her new robes just for the journey. Especially as we are told she will be naked for the presentation ceremony.”“But what if she is seen on the journey. What of her dignity. She deserves your respect. Both of you, remove your robes. Now!”Quaking somewhat at his anger they quickly unfastened their gowns, red with the white edging of senior vestals, and laid them before their feet.“Right,” he turned to Diana, “take your pick. Either should be a reasonable fit.Hesitantly Diana stepped to where, naked, staring at the floor, the two vestals waited. Gingerly she selected the nearest robe and swiftly lowered it over her head, grateful in the draughty room for the residual warmth of it's previous owner.Priest GeorgeThere was a sharp rap on the door. “Come!” Commanded the High Cardinal. The figure that entered was young for a senior priest being but a couple of years older than Diana's brother, but he carried himself with the assurance of one who has already received some prominence in the governing hierarchy.“Ah! George. Well timed.” The High Cardinal frowned at the two Vestals. “We will discuss your performance later. You may withdraw.”Hastily one gathered up the remaining robe and the other the rag that Diana had worn and, still naked, they hurried out of the chamber.“There she is, George,” the old man gestured toward Diana. “You may take her and be on your way. I will expect you back within three weeks.”The young priest bowed his head. “I am honored Your Grace. I will not fail the Gods.” Reaching out he took Diana's hand and drew her from the room.

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Chapter 1 - The Dark Lord AscendingThe dedication of this book Is split seven ways: To Neil, To Jessica, To David, To Kenzie, To Di, To Anne, And to you, If you have stuck with Harry until the very end. Oh, the torment bred in the race, the grinding scream of death and the stroke that hits the vein, the haemorrhage none can staunch, the grief, the curse no man can bear. But there is a cure in the house and not outside it, no, not from others but from them, their bloody strife. We sing to you, dark gods beneath the earth. Now hear, you blissful powers underground — answer the call, send help. Bless the children, give them triumph now. Aeschylus, The Libation BearersDeath is but crossing the world, as friends do the seas; they live in one another still. For they must needs be present, that love and live in that which is omnipresent. In this divine glass they see face to face; and their converse is free, as well as pure. This is the comfort of friends, that though they may be said to die, yet their friendship and society are, in the best sense, ever present, because immortal. William Penn, More Fruits of Solitude Q1 - What do you think of the forward and dedication?The drawing room was full of silent people, sitting at a long and ornate table. The room's usual furniture had been pushed carelessly up against the walls. Illumination came from a roaring fire beneath a handsome marble mantelpiece surmounted by a gilded mirror. Snape and Yaxley lingered for a moment on the threshold. As their eyes grew accustomed to the lack of light, they were drawn upward to the strangest feature of the scene: an apparently unconscious human figure hanging upside down over the table, revolving slowly as if suspended by an invisible rope, and reflected in the mirror and in the bare, polished surface of the table below. None of the people seated underneath this singular sight was looking at it except for a pale young man sitting almost directly below it. He seemed unable to prevent himself from glancing upward every minute or so.Q2 - What do you think of this scene?“Severus, here,” said Voldemort, indicating the seat on his immediate right. “Yaxley — beside Dolohov.” The two men took their allotted places. Most of the eyes around the table followed Snape, and it was to him that Voldemort spoke first. “So?” “My Lord, the Order of the Phoenix intends to move Harry Potter from his current place of safety on Saturday next, at nightfall.” The interest around the table sharpened palpably: Some stiffened, others fidgeted, all gazing at Snape and Voldemort. “Saturday . . . at nightfall,” repeated Voldemort. His red eyes fastened upon Snape's black ones with such intensity that some of the watchers looked away, apparently fearful that they themselves would be scorched by the ferocity of the gaze. Snape, however, looked calmly back into Voldemort's face and, after a moment or two, Voldemort's lipless mouth curved into something like a smile. “Good. Very good. And this information comes —” “— from the source we discussed,” said Snape. Q3 - What is going on here and who is their source?Again, Voldemort looked up at the slowly revolving body as he went on, “I shall attend to the boy in person. There have been too many mistakes where Harry Potter is concerned. Some of them have been my own. That Potter lives is due more to my errors than to his triumphs.” “I have been careless, and so have been thwarted by luck and chance, those wreckers of all but the best-laid plans. But I know better now. I understand those things that I did not understand before. I must be the one to kill Harry Potter, and I shall be.” Q4 - Is Voldemort right here?At these words, seemingly in response to them, a sudden wail sounded, a terrible, drawn-out cry of misery and pain. Many of those at the table looked downward, startled, for the sound had seemed to issue from below their feet. “Wormtail,” said Voldemort, with no change in his quiet, thoughtful tone, and without removing his eyes from the revolving body above, “have I not spoken to you about keeping our prisoner quiet?”Q5 - Who is their prisoner?“As I was saying,” continued Voldemort, looking again at the tense faces of his followers, “I understand better now. I shall need, for instance, to borrow a wand from one of you before I go to kill Potter.” The faces around him displayed nothing but shock; he might have announced that he wanted to borrow one of their arms. Q6 - Why does he need to borrow one of their wands?“No higher pleasure,” repeated Voldemort, his head tilted a little to one side as he considered Bellatrix. “That means a great deal, Bellatrix, from you.” Her face flooded with color; her eyes welled with tears of delight. “My Lord knows I speak nothing but the truth!” “No higher pleasure . . . even compared with the happy event that, I hear, has taken place in your family this week?” She stared at him, her lips parted, evidently confused. “I don't know what you mean, my Lord.” “I'm talking about your niece, Bellatrix. And yours, Lucius and Narcissa. She has just married the werewolf, Remus Lupin. You must be so proud.” Q7 - To Jenn's point, why do they follow Voldemort?“You must prune yours, must you not, to keep it healthy? Cut away those parts that threaten the health of the rest.” “Yes, my Lord,” whispered Bellatrix, and her eyes swam with tears of gratitude again. “At the first chance!” “You shall have it,” said Voldemort. “And in your family, so in the world . . . we shall cut away the canker that infects us until only those of the true blood remain. . . .”Q8 - Is he talking about killing Lupin and Tonks?“For those of you who do not know, we are joined here tonight by Charity Burbage who, until recently, taught at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.”Q9 - Did Snape give up his coworker here?Nobody laughed this time: There was no mistaking the anger and contempt in Voldemort's voice. For the third time, Charity Burbage revolved to face Snape. Tears were pouring from her eyes into her hair. Snape looked back at her, quite impassive, as she turned slowly away from him again. “Avada Kedavra.”Q10 - How evil is this scene?Chapter 2 - In MemoriamHarry had spent the morning completely emptying his school trunk for the first time since he had packed it six years ago.Q1 - How gross is Harry?He recognized it at once. It was a two-inch-long fragment of the enchanted mirror that his dead godfather, Sirius, had given him. Harry laid it aside and felt cautiously around the trunk for the rest, but nothing more remained of his godfather's last gift except powdered glass, which clung to the deepest layer of debris like glittering grit. Q2 - Will this come back in the end of the story?For his part, Albus had arrived at Hogwarts under the burden of unwanted notoriety. Scarcely a year previously, his father, Percival, had been convicted of a savage and well-publicized attack upon three young Muggles. Albus never attempted to deny that his father (who was to die in Azkaban) had committed this crime; on the contrary, when I plucked up courage to ask him, he assured me that he knew his father to be guilty. Beyond that, Dumbledore refused to speak of the sad business, though many attempted to make him do so. Q3 - Is this true? Why didn't Harry know anything about this?In a matter of months, however, Albus's own fame had begun to eclipse that of his father. By the end of his first year he would never again be known as the son of a Muggle-hater, but as nothing more or less than the most brilliant student ever seen at the school. Q4 - Is this a realistic depiction of Albus? Can a first year be the best student in the school?When Albus and I left Hogwarts we intended to take the then-traditional tour of the world together, visiting and observing foreign wizards, before pursuing our separate careers. However, tragedy intervened. On the very eve of our trip, Albus's mother, Kendra, died, leaving Albus the head, and sole breadwinner, of the family. I postponed my departure long enough to pay my respects at Kendra's funeral, then left for what was now to be a solitary journey. With a younger brother and sister to care for, and little gold left to them, there could no longer be any question of Albus accompanying me. Q5 - Did you know Dumbledore had a sister?Though Ariana had been in poor health for a long time, the blow, coming so soon after the loss of their mother, had a profound effect on both of her brothers. All those closest to Albus — and I count myself one of that lucky number — agree that Ariana's death, and Albus's feeling of personal responsibility for it (though, of course, he was guiltless), left their mark upon him forevermore. Q6 - Why would Dumbledore feel personally responsible?He died as he lived: working always for the greater good and, to his last hour, as willing to stretch out a hand to a small boy with dragon pox as he was on the day that I met him. Q7 - What do you think of the line “for the greater good.”He had never thought to ask Dumbledore about his past. No doubt it would have felt strange, impertinent even, but after all, it had been common knowledge that Dumbledore had taken part in that legendary duel with Grindelwald, and Harry had not thought to ask Dumbledore what that had been like, nor about any of his other famous achievements. No, they had always discussed Harry, Harry's past, Harry's future, Harry's plans . . . and it seemed to Harry now, despite the fact that his future was so dangerous and so uncertain, that he had missed irreplaceable opportunities when he had failed to ask Dumbledore more about himself, even though the only personal question he had ever asked his headmaster was also the only one he suspected that Dumbledore had not answered honestly: “What do you see when you look in the mirror?” “I? I see myself holding a pair of thick, woolen socks.”Q8 - What do you think he saw in the mirror?In person, Rita Skeeter is much warmer and softer than her famously ferocious quill-portraits might suggest. Greeting me in the hallway of her cozy home, she leads me straight into the kitchen for a cup of tea, a slice of pound cake and, it goes without saying, a steaming vat of freshest gossip. Q9 - Will any of this biography be true?Skeeter was certainly quick off the mark. Her nine-hundred-page book was completed a mere four weeks after Dumbledore's mysterious death in June. But old Dodgy Doge can get off his high hippogriff, because I've had access to a source most journalists would swap their wands for, one who has never spoken in public before and who was close to Dumbledore during the most turbulent and disturbing phase of his youth.”Q10 - Who is this source?No, it's the mother and the sister that intrigued me, and a little digging uncovered a positive nest of nastiness — but, as I say, you'll have to wait for chapters nine to twelve for full details. All I can say now is, it's no wonder Dumbledore never talked about how his nose got broken.” Q11 - Will any of this be true? What is she talking about here?It's been called unhealthy, even sinister. . . . Q12 - How would you describe their relationship with each other?Harry sat down hard on the bed. The broken bit of mirror danced away from him; he picked it up and turned it over in his fingers, thinking, thinking of Dumbledore and the lies with which Rita Skeeter was defaming him. . . . A flash of brightest blue. Harry froze, his cut finger slipping on the jagged edge of the mirror again. He had imagined it, he must have done. He glanced over his shoulder, but the wall was a sickly peach color of Aunt Petunia's choosing: There was nothing blue there for the mirror to reflect. He peered into the mirror fragment again, and saw nothing but his own bright green eye looking back at him. He had imagined it, there was no other explanation; imagined it, because he had been thinking of his dead headmaster. If anything was certain, it was that the bright blue eyes of Albus Dumbledore would never pierce him again. Q13 - What just happened?Chapter 3 - The Dursleys DepartingHarry pressed on remorselessly. “Once I'm seventeen, the protective charm that keeps me safe will break, and that exposes you as well as me. The Order is sure Voldemort will target you, whether to torture you to try and find out where I am, or because he thinks by holding you hostage I'd come and try to rescue you.”Q1 - What do you think of this?Q2 - Do you think the Dursleys are ridiculous? Do you have any sympathy for them?The prospect of parting — probably forever — from his aunt, uncle, and cousin was one that he was able to contemplate quite cheerfully, but there was nevertheless a certain awkwardness in the air. What did you say to one another at the end of sixteen years' solid dislike? “Well, this is good-bye, then, boy.” He swung his right arm upward to shake Harry's hand, but at the last moment seemed unable to face it, and merely closed his fist and began swinging it backward and forward like a metronome. “Ready, Diddy?” asked Aunt Petunia, fussily checking the clasp of her handbag so as to avoid looking at Harry altogether. Dudley did not answer, but stood there with his mouth slightly ajar, reminding Harry a little of the giant, Grawp. “Come along, then,” said Uncle Vernon. He had already reached the living room door when Dudley mumbled, “I don't understand.” “What don't you understand, popkin?” asked Aunt Petunia, looking up at her son. Dudley raised a large, hamlike hand to point at Harry. “Why isn't he coming with us?” Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia froze where they stood, staring at Dudley as though he had just expressed a desire to become a ballerina. “What?” said Uncle Vernon loudly. “Why isn't he coming too?” asked Dudley. “Well, he — he doesn't want to,” said Uncle Vernon, turning to glare at Harry and adding, “You don't want to, do you?” “Not in the slightest,” said Harry. “There you are,” Uncle Vernon told Dudley. “Now come on, we're off.” He marched out of the room. They heard the front door open, but Dudley did not move and after a few faltering steps Aunt Petunia stopped too. “What now?” barked Uncle Vernon, reappearing in the doorway. It seemed that Dudley was struggling with concepts too difficult to put into words. After several moments of apparently painful internal struggle he said, “But where's he going to go?” Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon looked at each other. It was clear that Dudley was frightening them. Hestia Jones broke the silence. “But . . . surely you know where your nephew is going?” she asked, looking bewildered. “Certainly we know,” said Vernon Dursley. “He's off with some of your lot, isn't he? Right, Dudley, let's get in the car, you heard the man, we're in a hurry.” Again, Vernon Dursley marched as far as the front door, but Dudley did not follow. “Off with some of our lot?” Hestia looked outraged. Harry had met this attitude before: Witches and wizards seemed stunned that his closest living relatives took so little interest in the famous Harry Potter. “It's fine,” Harry assured her. “It doesn't matter, honestly.” “Doesn't matter?” repeated Hestia, her voice rising ominously. “Don't these people realize what you've been through? What danger you are in? The unique position you hold in the hearts of the antiVoldemort movement?” “Er — no, they don't,” said Harry. “They think I'm a waste of space, actually, but I'm used to —” “I don't think you're a waste of space.” If Harry had not seen Dudley's lips move, he might not have believed it. As it was, he stared at Dudley for several seconds before accepting that it must have been his cousin who had spoken; for one thing, Dudley had turned red. Harry was embarrassed and astonished himself. “Well . . . er . . . thanks, Dudley.” Again, Dudley appeared to grapple with thoughts too unwieldy for expression before mumbling, “You saved my life.” “Not really,” said Harry. “It was your soul the dementor would have taken. . . .” He looked curiously at his cousin. They had had virtually no contact during this summer or last, as Harry had come back to Privet Drive so briefly and kept to his room so much. It now dawned on Harry, however, that the cup of cold tea on which he had trodden that morning might not have been a booby trap at all. Although rather touched, he was nevertheless quite relieved that Dudley appeared to have exhausted his ability to express his feelings. After opening his mouth once or twice more, Dudley subsided into scarletfaced silence.Q3 - What do you think of Dudley doing this? Aunt Petunia, whose face had been buried in her handkerchief, looked around at the sound. She did not seem to have expected to find herself alone with Harry. Hastily stowing her wet handkerchief into her pocket, she said, “Well — good-bye,” and marched toward the door without looking at him. “Good-bye,” said Harry. She stopped and looked back. For a moment Harry had the strangest feeling that she wanted to say something to him: She gave him an odd, tremulous look and seemed to teeter on the edge of speech, but then, with a little jerk of her head, she bustled out of the room after her husband and son. Q4 - What do you think she wanted to say to him?Chapter 4 - The Seven PottersQ1 - What did you think this chapter initially meant?It gave him an odd, empty feeling to remember those times; it was like remembering a younger brother whom he had lost. Harry looked around at the stacked shoes and umbrellas, remembering how he used to wake every morning looking up at the underside of the staircase, which was more often than not adorned with a spider or two. Those had been the days before he had known anything about his true identity; before he had found out how his parents had died or why such strange things often happened around him. But Harry could still remember the dreams that had dogged him, even in those days: confused dreams involving flashes of green light and once — Uncle Vernon had nearly crashed the car when Harry had recounted it — a flying motorbike . . . Q2 - Is there anything else about that flash of green light you think is important?Harry's heart seemed to expand and glow at the sight: He felt incredibly fond of all of them, even Mundungus, whom he had tried to strangle the last time they had met. “You got married?” Harry yelped, looking from her to Lupin. “I'm sorry you couldn't be there, Harry, it was very quiet.” “That's brilliant, congrat —” “All right, all right, we'll have time for a cozy catch-up later!”Q3 - What do you think of Lupin and Tonks getting married?“So this time, when you leave, there'll be no going back, and the charm will break the moment you get outside its range. We're choosing to break it early, because the alternative is waiting for You-KnowWho to come and seize you the moment you turn seventeen. Q4 - What would your plan be to get Harry out safely?From inside his cloak Moody now withdrew a flask of what looked like mud. There was no need for him to say another word; Harry understood the rest of the plan immediately. “No!” he said loudly, his voice ringing through the kitchen. “No way!” “I told them you'd take it like this,” said Hermione with a hint of complacency. “If you think I'm going to let six people risk their lives — !” “— because it's the first time for all of us,” said Ron. “This is different, pretending to be me —” “Well, none of us really fancy it, Harry,” said Fred earnestly. “Imagine if something went wrong and we were stuck as specky, scrawny gits forever.” Harry did not smile. Q5 - Jenn you mentioned this is unsafe in that Harry doesn't even know who they are? Are any of them using polyjuice here to cover themselves up?They might not be able to get at you or this house while your mother's charm holds, but it's about to break and they know the rough position of the place. Our only chance is to use decoys. Even You-Know-Who can't split himself into seven.” Harry caught Hermione's eye and looked away at once. “So, Potter — some of your hair, if you please.” Q6 - What would the harm be in telling everyone about Voldemort's Horcruxes?Harry dropped the hair into the mudlike liquid. The moment it made contact with its surface, the potion began to froth and smoke, then, all at once, it turned a clear, bright gold. Q7 - Any significance of it turning gold here?When he straightened up again, there were six Harry Potters gasping and panting in front of him. Fred and George turned to each other and said together, “Wow — we're identical!” “I dunno, though, I think I'm still better-looking,” said Fred, examining his reflection in the kettle. “Bah,” said Fleur, checking herself in the microwave door, “Bill, don't look at me — I'm 'ideous.” Q8 - How about the slight dig that Fleur gives here?Q9 - Who would you want guarding you if you were one of the seven potters?The broomstick spun to earth, but he just managed to seize the strap of his rucksack and the top of the cage as the motorbike swung the right way up again. A second's relief, and then another burst of green light. The owl screeched and fell to the floor of the cage. “No — NO!” The motorbike zoomed forward; Harry glimpsed hooded Death Eaters scattering as Hagrid blasted through their circle. “Hedwig — Hedwig —” But the owl lay motionless and pathetic as a toy on the floor of her cage. Q10 - How do you feel about Hedwig's death?Harry saw the strangely blank face of Stanley Shunpike — Stan — “Expelliarmus!” Harry yelled. “That's him, it's him, it's the real one!” The hooded Death Eater's shout reached Harry even above the thunder of the motorbike's engine: Next moment, both pursuers had fallen back and disappeared from view. Q11 - Is Stan Shunpike an actual Death Eater?Q12 - Why has Expelliarmus become Harry's calling card?Harry felt the bike drop a little, though the lights down on the ground still seemed remote as stars. Then the scar on his forehead burned like fire; as a Death Eater appeared on either side of the bike, two Killing Curses missed Harry by millimeters, cast from behind — And then Harry saw him. Voldemort was flying like smoke on the wind, without broomstick or thestral to hold him, his snakelike face gleaming out of the blackness, his white fingers raising his wand again —Q13 - How terrifying is this scene?It was over: He could not see or hear where Voldemort was; he glimpsed another Death Eater swooping out of the way and heard, “Avada —” As the pain from Harry's scar forced his eyes shut, his wand acted of its own accord. He felt it drag his hand around like some great magnet, saw a spurt of golden fire through his half-closed eyelids, heard a crack and a scream of fury. The remaining Death Eater yelled; Voldemort screamed, “No!”: Somehow, Harry found his nose an inch from the dragon-fire button. He punched it with his wand-free hand and the bike shot more flames into the air, hurtling straight toward the ground. Q14 - How did this happen?He felt Voldemort before he saw him. Looking sideways, he stared into the red eyes and was sure they would be the last thing he ever saw: Voldemort preparing to curse him once more — And then Voldemort vanished. Harry looked down and saw Hagrid spread-eagled on the ground below him. He pulled hard at the handlebars to avoid hitting him, groped for the brake, but with an earsplitting, ground-trembling crash, he smashed into a muddy pond. Q15 - How good of an ending is this chapter and the title of the next…

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A Clare Teaching Council Representative is warning students not to be too hasty in accepting offers of college places just yet. At 2pm today, 83,500 people - including 47,000 students who sat their Leaving Cert this year - will be issued wih Round One CAO offers. It's estimated 60,000 applicants will receive an offer of a place today with more than half likely to be offered their preferred course and four out of five to get one of their top three preferences. Teacher at St. Patrick's Comprehensive School Shannon and Teaching Council National Representative for Community and Comprehensive schools Clodagh O'Hara has been telling Clare FM's Seán Lyons tensions can be even higher today than on Leaving Cert results day.

PREVIEW: #PRC: #TARIFFS: Conversation with colleague Chris Riegel re the directed and proposed tariffs on PRC enterprises that are regarded as dumping excess and subsidized capacity on Western markets - starting with hastily and poorly built EVs and extending to all product ranges. "Terrified" is the observation of the response from the PRC manufacturers, who are already without much work. More tonight. 1910 CHINA

This week, Andrew and Kennedy welcomed comedian Seynique Smythe to discuss whether or not THIS was the worst week yet. Patreon.com/worstweekyet Send us emails: Worstweekyet@gmail.com Follow the pod across platforms: @WorstWeekYet Follow Andrew: @Andrewhilaryus Follow Kennedy: @KennedyTCooper Follow Seynique: @Seynique (twitter) @Sey_Smythe (IG) Artwork by Alyssa: @ManyMoonsCreative

“quick, quick, quick drop your things RIGHT NOW!!“you NEED to get over there”My friend was all zonked and blooming and bug-eyed. Her head dunked in a fluffy tempura of happy-hysteria.Her deep chocolate pudding eyes gave me the look “Hurry up, Fatso, get over there”“Why?” I want to go out for a snout and a coffee”Hastily, I dropped my things (which was actually nothing, as I didn't have anything in my bloody hands… how bloody hilarious… bloody HA. HA. ha)I ran and ran and ranthrough the lab-rat-white-piercing light,past armies of nameless names,doding Sycophantic Nause Bags plugging NDD up buyers jaxiesLunch! Trade ShowAhhhhh, yes. I remember. I remember with lucid clarity. That day I found FATSO.The name: FATSO.So bold. So cheeky. So going straight-in-my-f*cking-basket-boiiisheeeeThe flavours, spell-bindingly banging names and flavoursMorning Glory - “Cornflake and Marmalade”Nan's Stash - “Peanut, Toffee & Digestive Biscuit” (restraining order: por favor)King's Ransom - “Salted Pretzel, Whole Almond, Honeycomb”FATSO excites me widly.So excited to welcome the wonderful Ella on the poddy.She's totally amazing.You're in for a treat.ON THE MENU:How to build a brand a grow a baby at the same time - is it possible to manage pregnancy and brand building at the the same time?How to do more of what actually matters, why “More Matters” in life and brandHow to find slip stream channel where no one else is looking - the unobvious channel is where the obvious gold liesFatso 3 Field Sales Fundamentals: How to unlock any indie listing when you're feet on the streetWhy Challenger Food and Drink Founder must develop a “Slow Productivity” mindsetHow to Bring “Play” into work to avoid burnout - half the battle is just not burning out.Fully eppy Monday 8am.Others in the comments below xxx

  His Week That Was – Kevin Healy Peace activist Kathy Kelly talks about her time in Gaza and the student campus movement in the US. Podcast with Dr Sue Wareham, President of MAPW and Dr Helen McCue focusing on health issues in Gaza and more Senior Lecturer at RMIT University Dr Binoy Kampmark on possible Australian complicity in war crimes and genocide John Queripel and his article in the China Today – AUKUS – hastily conceived, ill thought-out and falling apart Head to www.3cr.org.au/hometime-tuesday for full access to links and previous podcasts

The Red Sox lost 2 of 3 to the Cleveland Guardians but end their road trip 4-2. All things considered, not too bad but half the team is hurt and the team won't be anything close to full strength for quite some time. Ed, Brady, and Hogdale break it all down as well as Connor Wong's big series, Zack Kelly's electric 2024 MLB debut, and much, much more. Intrigued? Then it's time to listen to Pod by the River!

Seriously??? We hastily threw together a one-hour podcast that is somehow more than an hour, silly us!

Have you ever had someone jump to false conclusions about you based on a single comment or tweet? That's what you call a hasty generalization, and people on both sides of the political and theological aisle have been guilty of committing this logical fallacy, many times resulting in the marginalization of whomever is on the receiving end of the accusation. In this current season of political chaos, how can you speak your mind (and share the truth) without falling into the trap of becoming a victim (or maybe even a perpetrator) of these snap judgments? This week, Frank addresses 10 hot-button topics in a single podcast episode! How will he cram so much in so little time? Hastily! In this lightning fast discussion on politics, religion, and logical fallacies, Frank will answer questions like: Is it racist to care about border security? Does being concerned about racial disparities mean that a person is "woke"? Is it divisive to call out heresy in church? How did Frank respond when someone called him a bigot? Do Christians seem to carry a lot of political influence as of late? What did the "He Gets Us" ad campaign get wrong...again?   Later in the episode, Frank responds to an email from a skeptic who made a few hasty generalizations in regards to the previous podcast episode featuring Eric Metaxas. Whether it's political issues like border security and election fraud or theological debates like a young earth versus an old earth, we shouldn't make assumptions without having sufficient information. Want to learn more about how to avoid hasty generalizations? Consider attending the Fearless Faith conference in Xenia, OH this upcoming weekend (February 16-17)! To view the entire VIDEO PODCAST be sure to join our CrossExamined private community. It's the perfect place to jump into some great discussions with like-minded Christians while simultaneously providing financial support for our ministry. You can also SUPPORT THE PODCAST HERE.

Happy Holidays from MoM! Spend 20 minutes with some of the gang as they read some ghostly themed stories for the long nights. Opening Music: Santa's Tricks by Myuu 1. La Befana by Gene Wolfe- read by Steve 2. Five Flavors by Bryan Thao Worra - read by Bryan 3. Ol' Red Eye by R. Turner- read by Rodney Support Lao poetry and a good dude at https://www.patreon.com/thaoworra

Jake returns to the show to join Icky Ichabod & Dale with part two of their factions special, this time to discuss their worst factions from the wrestling world! What groups did they detest? Was it run-of-the-mill villain groups like The Cabinet? Hastily thrown together villains to terrorize Roman Reigns like The League of Nations? The infamous all-male cheerleader squad, The Spirit Squad? The possibilities are endless!   Show is recorded at Grand Forks Best Source. For studio information, visit www.gfbestsource.com To download and stream past Weird Cinema/Wrestling episodes, visit https://weirdcinema.podbean.com/   #wrestling #aew #wwe #tna #impact #dx #nwo #fourhorsemen #elite #shield #GFBS #wrestling

Jeff 'Chalkx' Fox & Daniel 'Gumby' Vreeland are back in your earholes with their UFC Vegas 83 prelims betting guide! The last UFC Fight Night card of 2023! 'Tis the season for unity and harmony among mankind, so Gumby and Chalkx get into the holiday spirit by agreeing with each other on all six of Saturday's prelim fights. While there is only one underdog among those fights that they like, there are several other betting lines that are worth taking advantage of. Plus, they talk about the UFC's signing of buzz-worthy heavyweight prospect Robelis Despaigne. Listen in!   Apple Spotify JOIN the SGPN community #DegensOnly Exclusive Merch, Contests and Bonus Episodes ONLY on Patreon - https://sg.pn/patreon Discuss with fellow degens on Discord - https://sg.pn/discord SGPN Merch Store - https://sg.pn/store Download The Free SGPN App - https://sgpn.app Check out the Sports Gambling Podcast on YouTube - https://sg.pn/YouTube Check out our website - http://sportsgamblingpodcast.com SUPPORT us by supporting our partners Underdog Fantasy code SGPN - 100% Deposit Match up to $100 - https://play.underdogfantasy.com/p-sgpn Bet Rivers - Up To $500 Risk Free Bet - https://signupexpert.com/sgpn/rivers Gametime code CFBX - Download the Gametime app, create an account, and use code CFBX for $20 off your first purchase - https://gametime.co/ Hall Of Fame Bets code SGPN - 50% off your first month today - https://hof-bets.app.link/sgpn BetterHelp code SGPN - This episode is brought to you by BetterHelp. Give online therapy a try at betterhelp.com/SGPN and get on your way to being your best self. Factor Meals code SGPN50 - 50% off Factor Meals - https://www.factormeals.com/sgpn50 WATCH the Sports Gambling Podcast YouTube - https://sg.pn/YouTube Twitch - https://sg.pn/Twitch FOLLOW The Sports Gambling Podcast On Social Media Twitter - http://www.twitter.com/gamblingpodcast Instagram - http://www.instagram.com/sportsgamblingpodcast TikTok - https://www.tiktok.com/@gamblingpodcast Facebook - http://www.facebook.com/sportsgamblingpodcast FOLLOW The Hosts On Social Media Jeff Fox - http://www.twitter.com/jefffoxwriter Daniel Vreeland - http://www.twitter.com/gumbyvreeland Show - http://www.twitter.com/sgpnmma Gambling problem? Call 1-800-GAMBLER CO, DC, IL, IN, LA, MD, MS, NJ, OH, PA, TN, VA, WV, WY Call 877-8-HOPENY or text HOPENY (467369) (NY) Call 1-800-327-5050 (MA) 21+ to wager. Please Gamble Responsibly. Call 1-800-NEXT-STEP (AZ), 1-800-522-4700 (KS, NV), 1-800 BETS-OFF (IA), 1-800-270-7117 for confidential help (MI) Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Jeff 'Chalkx' Fox & Daniel 'Gumby' Vreeland are back in your earholes with their UFC Vegas 83 prelims betting guide! The last UFC Fight Night card of 2023! 'Tis the season for unity and harmony among mankind, so Gumby and Chalkx get into the holiday spirit by agreeing with each other on all six of Saturday's prelim fights. While there is only one underdog among those fights that they like, there are several other betting lines that are worth taking advantage of. Plus, they talk about the UFC's signing of buzz-worthy heavyweight prospect Robelis Despaigne. Listen in! AppleSpotifyJOIN the SGPN community #DegensOnlyExclusive Merch, Contests and Bonus Episodes ONLY on Patreon - https://sg.pn/patreonDiscuss with fellow degens on Discord - https://sg.pn/discordSGPN Merch Store - https://sg.pn/storeDownload The Free SGPN App - https://sgpn.appCheck out the Sports Gambling Podcast on YouTube - https://sg.pn/YouTubeCheck out our website - http://sportsgamblingpodcast.comSUPPORT us by supporting our partnersUnderdog Fantasy code SGPN - 100% Deposit Match up to $100 - https://play.underdogfantasy.com/p-sgpnBet Rivers - Up To $500 Risk Free Bet - https://signupexpert.com/sgpn/riversGametime code CFBX - Download the Gametime app, create an account, and use code CFBX for $20 off your first purchase - https://gametime.co/Hall Of Fame Bets code SGPN - 50% off your first month today - https://hof-bets.app.link/sgpnBetterHelp code SGPN - This episode is brought to you by BetterHelp. Give online therapy a try at betterhelp.com/SGPN and get on your way to being your best self.Factor Meals code SGPN50 - 50% off Factor Meals - https://www.factormeals.com/sgpn50WATCH the Sports Gambling PodcastYouTube - https://sg.pn/YouTubeTwitch - https://sg.pn/TwitchFOLLOW The Sports Gambling Podcast On Social MediaTwitter - http://www.twitter.com/gamblingpodcastInstagram - http://www.instagram.com/sportsgamblingpodcastTikTok - https://www.tiktok.com/@gamblingpodcastFacebook - http://www.facebook.com/sportsgamblingpodcastFOLLOW The Hosts On Social MediaJeff Fox - http://www.twitter.com/jefffoxwriterDaniel Vreeland - http://www.twitter.com/gumbyvreelandShow - http://www.twitter.com/sgpnmmaGambling problem? Call 1-800-GAMBLER CO, DC, IL, IN, LA, MD, MS, NJ, OH, PA, TN, VA, WV, WY Call 877-8-HOPENY or text HOPENY (467369) (NY) Call 1-800-327-5050 (MA)21+ to wager. Please Gamble Responsibly. Call 1-800-NEXT-STEP (AZ), 1-800-522-4700 (KS, NV), 1-800 BETS-OFF (IA), 1-800-270-7117 for confidential help (MI) Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

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Peacekeepers, force multipliers, or a Premier's private army? Hastily deployed with training still in progress and now accused of brutal assault. We investigate how Gauteng's Crime Prevention Wardens might become a law unto themselves.

Chapter 2 - In MemoriamHarry had spent the morning completely emptying his school trunk for the first time since he had packed it six years ago.Q1 - How gross is Harry?He recognized it at once. It was a two-inch-long fragment of the enchanted mirror that his dead godfather, Sirius, had given him. Harry laid it aside and felt cautiously around the trunk for the rest, but nothing more remained of his godfather's last gift except powdered glass, which clung to the deepest layer of debris like glittering grit. Q2 - Will this come back in the end of the story?For his part, Albus had arrived at Hogwarts under the burden of unwanted notoriety. Scarcely a year previously, his father, Percival, had been convicted of a savage and well-publicized attack upon three young Muggles. Albus never attempted to deny that his father (who was to die in Azkaban) had committed this crime; on the contrary, when I plucked up courage to ask him, he assured me that he knew his father to be guilty. Beyond that, Dumbledore refused to speak of the sad business, though many attempted to make him do so. Q3 - Is this true? Why didn't Harry know anything about this?In a matter of months, however, Albus's own fame had begun to eclipse that of his father. By the end of his first year he would never again be known as the son of a Muggle-hater, but as nothing more or less than the most brilliant student ever seen at the school. Q4 - Is this a realistic depiction of Albus? Can a first year be the best student in the school?When Albus and I left Hogwarts we intended to take the then-traditional tour of the world together, visiting and observing foreign wizards, before pursuing our separate careers. However, tragedy intervened. On the very eve of our trip, Albus's mother, Kendra, died, leaving Albus the head, and sole breadwinner, of the family. I postponed my departure long enough to pay my respects at Kendra's funeral, then left for what was now to be a solitary journey. With a younger brother and sister to care for, and little gold left to them, there could no longer be any question of Albus accompanying me. Q5 - Did you know Dumbledore had a sister?Though Ariana had been in poor health for a long time, the blow, coming so soon after the loss of their mother, had a profound effect on both of her brothers. All those closest to Albus — and I count myself one of that lucky number — agree that Ariana's death, and Albus's feeling of personal responsibility for it (though, of course, he was guiltless), left their mark upon him forevermore. Q6 - Why would Dumbledore feel personally responsible?He died as he lived: working always for the greater good and, to his last hour, as willing to stretch out a hand to a small boy with dragon pox as he was on the day that I met him. Q7 - What do you think of the line “for the greater good.”He had never thought to ask Dumbledore about his past. No doubt it would have felt strange, impertinent even, but after all, it had been common knowledge that Dumbledore had taken part in that legendary duel with Grindelwald, and Harry had not thought to ask Dumbledore what that had been like, nor about any of his other famous achievements. No, they had always discussed Harry, Harry's past, Harry's future, Harry's plans . . . and it seemed to Harry now, despite the fact that his future was so dangerous and so uncertain, that he had missed irreplaceable opportunities when he had failed to ask Dumbledore more about himself, even though the only personal question he had ever asked his headmaster was also the only one he suspected that Dumbledore had not answered honestly: “What do you see when you look in the mirror?” “I? I see myself holding a pair of thick, woolen socks.”Q8 - What do you think he saw in the mirror?In person, Rita Skeeter is much warmer and softer than her famously ferocious quill-portraits might suggest. Greeting me in the hallway of her cozy home, she leads me straight into the kitchen for a cup of tea, a slice of pound cake and, it goes without saying, a steaming vat of freshest gossip. Q9 - Will any of this biography be true?Skeeter was certainly quick off the mark. Her nine-hundred-page book was completed a mere four weeks after Dumbledore's mysterious death in June. But old Dodgy Doge can get off his high hippogriff, because I've had access to a source most journalists would swap their wands for, one who has never spoken in public before and who was close to Dumbledore during the most turbulent and disturbing phase of his youth.”Q10 - Who is this source?No, it's the mother and the sister that intrigued me, and a little digging uncovered a positive nest of nastiness — but, as I say, you'll have to wait for chapters nine to twelve for full details. All I can say now is, it's no wonder Dumbledore never talked about how his nose got broken.” Q11 - Will any of this be true? What is she talking about here?It's been called unhealthy, even sinister. . . . Q12 - How would you describe their relationship with each other?Harry sat down hard on the bed. The broken bit of mirror danced away from him; he picked it up and turned it over in his fingers, thinking, thinking of Dumbledore and the lies with which Rita Skeeter was defaming him. . . . A flash of brightest blue. Harry froze, his cut finger slipping on the jagged edge of the mirror again. He had imagined it, he must have done. He glanced over his shoulder, but the wall was a sickly peach color of Aunt Petunia's choosing: There was nothing blue there for the mirror to reflect. He peered into the mirror fragment again, and saw nothing but his own bright green eye looking back at him. He had imagined it, there was no other explanation; imagined it, because he had been thinking of his dead headmaster. If anything was certain, it was that the bright blue eyes of Albus Dumbledore would never pierce him again. Q13 - What just happened?Chapter 3 - The Dursleys DepartingHarry pressed on remorselessly. “Once I'm seventeen, the protective charm that keeps me safe will break, and that exposes you as well as me. The Order is sure Voldemort will target you, whether to torture you to try and find out where I am, or because he thinks by holding you hostage I'd come and try to rescue you.”Q1 - What do you think of this?Q2 - Do you think the Dursleys are ridiculous? Do you have any sympathy for them?Q3 - What do you think of Dudley doing this? Aunt Petunia, whose face had been buried in her handkerchief, looked around at the sound. She did not seem to have expected to find herself alone with Harry. Hastily stowing her wet handkerchief into her pocket, she said, “Well — good-bye,” and marched toward the door without looking at him. “Good-bye,” said Harry. She stopped and looked back. For a moment Harry had the strangest feeling that she wanted to say something to him: She gave him an odd, tremulous look and seemed to teeter on the edge of speech, but then, with a little jerk of her head, she bustled out of the room after her husband and son. Q4 - What do you think she wanted to say to him?

#India: US hastily proposes the Indiia-Middle-East Corridor (IMEC) Gregory Copley, Defense & Foreign Affairs https://www.g20.org/en/g20-india-2023/new-delhi-summit/ 1923 Afghanistan

The prophecy of Elisha comes true, as the lepers find an empty enemy camp full of food and supplies.

Welcome to The Nonlinear Library, where we use Text-to-Speech software to convert the best writing from the Rationalist and EA communities into audio. This is: how 2 tell if ur input is out of distribution given only model weights, published by dkirmani on August 6, 2023 on LessWrong. (Hastily-written code to reproduce these findings is available here. It also contains some extraneous logic.) Thanks for listening. To help us out with The Nonlinear Library or to learn more, please visit nonlinear.org

Welcome to There is Nothing to Fear, written by Callmesalticidae and read by Sam Gabriel! This story is serialized in the form of multiple fics with different names, recorded and presented in order on this feed. All text can be found on ao3. My website can be found at http://samgabrielvo.com. Enjoy!

Before I shaped you in the womb, I knew all about you. Before you saw the light of day, I had holy plans for you: A prophet to the nations, that's what I had in mind for you.. Jeremiah 1:5 MSGIf you need wisdom, ask our generous God, and he will give it to you. He will not rebuke you for asking. James 1:5 NLTThe wisdom from above is first pure, then peaceable, gentle, open to reason, full of mercy and good fruits, impartial and sincere. James 3:17 ESVWe make decisions every day that move us closer to, or farther from God's will.Prioritize God's PurposeIf you refuse to serve the LORD, then choose today whom you will serve. Would you prefer the gods your ancestors served beyond the Euphrates? Or will it be the gods of the Amorites in whose land you now live? But as for me and my family, we will serve the LORD. Joshua 24:15 NLTDestiny is dependent on our recognizing and prioritizing God's big picture purposes and plans.But Daniel was determined not to defile himself by eating the food and wine given to them by the king. Daniel 1:8 NLT Like Daniel, our journey to destiny starts with a determination to honor God's priorities.2) PatienceEven youths shall faint and be weary, and young men shall fall exhausted; but they who wait for the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint. Isaiah 40:30-31 ESVWrite the vision; make it plain on tablets, so he may run who reads it. For still the vision awaits its appointed time; it hastens to the end, it will not lie. If it seems slow, wait for it; it will surely come; it will not delay. Habakkuk 2:2-3 ESVWaiting gives us time and opportunity to straighten, strengthen, and learn surrender. Hastily made decisions are the easiest to regret.Waiting isn't wasted time, it's priceless time trusting in God and the journey He has for me.3) Perseverance / Redemption  Restore to me the joy of your salvation, and make me willing to obey you. Psalm 51:12 NLTOur destiny is dependent on God's unwavering ability and willingness to redeem and restore. 4) Persistence / FaithfulnessDon't bail on the destination even if their are challenges along the way. Let us hold tightly without wavering to the hope we affirm, for God can be trusted to keep his promise. Hebrews 10:23 NLT5) Passion I remind you to fan into flame the spiritual gift God gave you when I laid my hands on you. 2 Timothy 1:6 NLTPassionately persist in pursuing with patience the purposes and plans God has for you.

Before I shaped you in the womb, I knew all about you. Before you saw the light of day, I had holy plans for you: A prophet to the nations, that's what I had in mind for you.. Jeremiah 1:5 MSGIf you need wisdom, ask our generous God, and he will give it to you. He will not rebuke you for asking. James 1:5 NLTThe wisdom from above is first pure, then peaceable, gentle, open to reason, full of mercy and good fruits, impartial and sincere. James 3:17 ESVWe make decisions every day that move us closer to, or farther from God's will.Prioritize God's PurposeIf you refuse to serve the LORD, then choose today whom you will serve. Would you prefer the gods your ancestors served beyond the Euphrates? Or will it be the gods of the Amorites in whose land you now live? But as for me and my family, we will serve the LORD. Joshua 24:15 NLTDestiny is dependent on our recognizing and prioritizing God's big picture purposes and plans.But Daniel was determined not to defile himself by eating the food and wine given to them by the king. Daniel 1:8 NLT Like Daniel, our journey to destiny starts with a determination to honor God's priorities.2) PatienceEven youths shall faint and be weary, and young men shall fall exhausted; but they who wait for the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint. Isaiah 40:30-31 ESVWrite the vision; make it plain on tablets, so he may run who reads it. For still the vision awaits its appointed time; it hastens to the end, it will not lie. If it seems slow, wait for it; it will surely come; it will not delay. Habakkuk 2:2-3 ESVWaiting gives us time and opportunity to straighten, strengthen, and learn surrender. Hastily made decisions are the easiest to regret.Waiting isn't wasted time, it's priceless time trusting in God and the journey He has for me.3) Perseverance / Redemption  Restore to me the joy of your salvation, and make me willing to obey you. Psalm 51:12 NLTOur destiny is dependent on God's unwavering ability and willingness to redeem and restore. 4) Persistence / FaithfulnessDon't bail on the destination even if their are challenges along the way. Let us hold tightly without wavering to the hope we affirm, for God can be trusted to keep his promise. Hebrews 10:23 NLT5) Passion I remind you to fan into flame the spiritual gift God gave you when I laid my hands on you. 2 Timothy 1:6 NLTPassionately persist in pursuing with patience the purposes and plans God has for you.

The gang just can't wait for baseball

Learning that if you have to wait, stay in the wait and allow God to move you to the next step!

We are told that making a list of all we are grateful for changes our lives and opens us up to more miracles and blessings. How's that working out for you? Hastily making your list every day isn't the answer, that's just lip service, that's just trying to earn that 'gold star?' So what is gratitude really? Listen in as I share lessons learned about really taking in the astounding gift that is called life. 

New video obtained exclusively by CNN shows how Congressional leaders were forced to flee the U.S. Capitol and moved to a secure location on January 6, 2021 where they frantically coordinated with then-Vice President Pence and Trump cabinet members to stop the rioters and finish certifying the election. All this footage was captured by Alexandra Pelosi, a documentary filmmaker and daughter of House Speaker Nancy Pelosi, while she was filming what she thought would be a peaceful transfer of power. Associate Editor for the Washington Post Bob Woodward and legendary journalist Carl Bernstein join AC360 to react to the never-before-seen video from one of the darkest days in American history. Plus, Democratic Rep. Jason Crow was a witness to the violence that day as he hid inside the House gallery while the mob was outside, trying to break down the doors. He tells Anderson Cooper what was going through his mind while watching the video.To learn more about how CNN protects listener privacy, visit cnn.com/privacy

TOO FAST, TOO FURIOUS, SLOW DOWN MY FRIEND.Many founders make the mistake of getting their first sales hire or buying technology for their teams too early. In this episode, Collin explains why we should not be making such hasty decisions. Learn more about this by tuning in to this latest episode of Sales Transformation. Jazz up your sales mindset with Kevin Dorsey aka KD and some of the brightest minds in sales in Live Better Sell Better!Stop sending boring sales e-mails or videos and start sending catchy GIFs and Memes with VIDU.io!Power up your podcast experience by joining our Free Podcast Community!EPISODE HIGHLIGHTSWhy you should not hire too earlyYou should invest in tech stack tooThings to nail first before buying tech“People get confused thinking that technology is going to solve their problem. It's like, technology is great, but if you haven't nailed your targeting, you haven't nailed your messaging. You can buy all the technology you want, you're just going to be doing what's not working at scale.” - Collin on hastily buying technology without the legworkConnect with Joe Arioto and Josh Hirsch and learn more about what they've been working on!About JoeAbout JoshAbout MetaGrowthMetaGrowth.VenturesConnect with Collin and find out what's new in Sales Transformation and other things he's up to:About CollinAbout SalescastSalescast CommunitySales TransformationWanna kick off your own kick-ass podcast?Already have one? How about growing it, or even monetizing it?LET'S TALK.

Catholic priest and author Fr. Charles Murr discusses liturgical abuse in the Church and why tradition has to be the way forward. Our GDPR privacy policy was updated on August 8, 2022. Visit acast.com/privacy for more information.

The party regroups outside of town with news of Bridger. Hastily trying to catchup with their companion, they stumble across an old friend of Flea's along the way. Find us at:Twitter @bashshieldFacebook: Shield Bash (https://www.facebook.com/Shield-Bash-246106959407906/)Farmageddon: (https://www.facebook.com/Farmageddon137/)Website: https://shieldbash.net/https://farmageddon137.com/Contact us at: shieldbashpodcast@gmail.comAdditional Music by: Loyalty Freak Music Abomination Vaults adventure path and Pathfinder are property of Paizo Publishing Inc.The Shield Bash Podcast is owned by Shield Bash Inc. Our GDPR privacy policy was updated on August 8, 2022. Visit acast.com/privacy for more information.

*With apologies to Shane.NB: Out of town so no real show notes this week. Sorry!Get bonus episodes by subscribing to the SLEERICKETS Secret Show!SLEERICKETS t-shirts are now on sale. They look good!Some of the topics mentioned in this episode:– Poetry Says Ep. 186: Sensitive New Right GuyTwitter: @sleerickets, @BPlatzerEmail: sleerickets [at] gmail [dot] comSister Podcast (Alice): Poetry SaysEratosphere (Cameron): W T ClarkMusic by ETRNLArt by Daniel Alexander Smith

Genuine girl power enthusiast, speaker, and author Michelle Dempsey knows how difficult divorce is for mothers with young kids. Her struggle in finding resources motivated her to write and launch a podcast, aiming to guide other women in defeating the challenges of divorce and moving forward into becoming their best selves. What's her main piece of advice? Seek support, and focus on yourself. Tune in to this episode on Moms Moving On: Conquering Divorce and Conflicted Coparenting with Michelle Dempsey. Key points covered in this episode:   ✔️Keep your ego in check. You may not have full control over other people's opinions. But you have the power over your response. Michelle Dempsey touches on women's paralyzing worry over their ex-spouses, badmouthing them to their children. ✔️ Co-parenting expert Bill Eddy says, “One reasonable parent is enough for the kids to be okay, even in unreasonable situations.” Cut out all the fighting and talking badly about your ex, then your kids would come out more resilient than ever.  ✔️Everybody's journey post-divorce looks different. And that's okay. Don't rush the process. Hastily securing your financials, parenting plan, or even living conditions can have long-term consequences. You want to be set up for success after this life-changing experience. ✔️The person who should change after marriage is you. No, it isn't your fault, nor did you do anything wrong. But because you have to pick yourself up and learn how to co-parent with someone you once loved.   ✔️Personal validation is your responsibility. You're in this situation to be a parent, not as a former lover. If you've been so used to receiving approval from this person, it's time to set boundaries. ✔️Take it slow in finding a healthy relationship post-divorce. It can be exhausting for the children to be introduced to someone new every two weeks. Enjoy your singlehood as you search for the right person that brings comfort and safety into your home and your heart. Michelle Dempsey is a writer, mom, coach, Certified Divorce Specialist, speaker, and genuine girl power enthusiast. She fully believes in the power of having someone by your side to help you through the uncomfortable process of divorce as a way to empower and educate, making clients stronger. Her work has been featured in publications including Forbes, Scary Mommy, Parents, Daily Business Review, HuffPost, Elite Daily, and more. She works with women at all stages of divorce; from just deciding to end their marriage to looking for their stride in co-parenting and everything in between. _______________________________________ Connect with Wendy Sterling: Website: https://wendysterling.net/ Instagram: @divorcerehabwithwendy Twitter: @thedivorcerehab Facebook: @wendytsterling  Need an opportunity to share your pain points and receive judgment-free support? Want to create a vision of a future after your divorce? Click here to schedule your Free Divorce Recovery Call: https://calendly.com/wendysterling/support-call-with-wendy?month=2021-07

Book of undead penguinsWiki: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/DraugrLoose transcript:Hi everybody and welcome back to yet another episode of nightmare now. I'm the host, Erik Byrne and this is the show where we vacation vicariously to viking valhalla and venture vocally through voodoo, venom and the vacuum of space. Today let's stay a little bit more grounded towards the first part of that phrase. Life is good here, after I stopped doing my alien research, the sightings in the woods mostly stopped, so that's nice. For more on that check out last week's episode! Better yet, binge the series! Although I'm on my third borrowed car because of mechanical issues, so I'm pretty sure I'm still the target of light sabotage from the men in black. No matter, they can't stop the signal and neither can anything else except my need to sleep or procrastinate. I'm working on a longer episode on a horrific high seas adventure I hope to air within the next couple of weeks that I'm really excited about but for now we've got some historical scandinavian spooks. Let's just jump right into it! We've got an awesome viking ghost story, or is it a zombie story? I guess it's kind of a little bit of both in a weird way. We'll get to that in a minute. My source for this story is this neat little book I picked up called the penguin book of the UNdead, penguin like the publishing company, put this out and it's kind of a curated collection of snippets and apocrypha from various historical texts that reference the undead, ghost, ghouls, ghasts, zombies, vampires all kinds of cool s**t. It goes from ancient hebrew stuff, scandinavian sagas, ancient egyptian mummies, the roman empire all the way up through the renaissance it's awesome. I'll throw a link in the show notes if you want a copy for yourself or a friend or whatever. It's a cool read and I'll probably rip out a few chapters for shorter episodes like this one. Not all in a row we're still gonna mix up the feed but it's cool nonetheless. So this story is from apparently a few different sources referenced within the book of the undead I've got here and maybe even a couple more besides. Basically in the thirteenth century the danes and norwegians and swedes and everyone else up there were, let's call it introduced, to christianity and with that giant airquotes “introduction” came mostly screams, clanging swords and rape, but more importantly for our purposes today, the gift of literature. From then on the Scandinavians wrote down their current and past history and oral traditions. Curiously scattered among those histories, and sometimes even removed from the sagas, or legends and stuff, were tales like this one: Asvith and Asmund were an inseparable pair of viking berserkers. Great friends that did everything together. The soundtrack to this next section I want you to imagine Queen's “You're my best friend” over this next montage, I'd play it over this part but that would absolutely be the end of this show. If you think a living dinosaur or plane hijacking is horrifying imagine queen's lawyers. If you're not into queen, some alternatives include imagining vikings collapsing in andy's room to randy newman's “you got a friend in me”, imagine vikings, I shudder to say, twerking to Saweetie and Doja cat's “best friend” and if none of that appeals to you there's always witch doctor from the mokele mbembe episode which is applicable in just about every scenario. I'll have to throw it on the wedding playlist. Any way, no matter what the score is to this montage, you have the best of best buddies Asvith and Asmund having the time of their lives pillaging and killing together, I'm picturing big jacked bearded dudes frollicking over grassy hills in the sunlight but also lopping off people's heads with battle axes. Maybe throwing in some romantic blades of glory style lifts and choreo. 1 and 2 and 3 and 4 and (SLICE WILHELM SCREAM) So Asvith and Asmund would do all their raping and pillaging, constantly challenging each other to feats of strength. Who could fell a tree faster, who could ford a river in their canoe quicker, which one of them could kick a severed monk's head farther, who could pee harder, you know, Guy stuff right. The fun part was that they would always tie. They had the same size dongs, they could both run just as fast, and they had an equal kill count. All that jazz, a regular old simon and garfunkle these two. I honestly have no idea if those two actually got along, maybe hall and oates? This isn't really a music show, at least not at it's heart, we've talked a lot about music this episode so if you're new I guess I understand the confusion. We'll do some music stuff sometime, there's a lot of freaky stuff in that field from fleetwood mac fingerblasting each other to the point of madness, marky mark fighting the vietnam war well into the eighties or elvis presley killing john F kennedy.Anyway, Asvith and Asmund, best buddies until the bitter end. It was because they were so close and definitely not lovers that they made the dastardly pact that made the second half of this story possible. They made a blood pact between them, because they were so evenly matched, one would challenge the other to a final test of strength. Whoever outlived the the other had to be entombed with them for three days in their final resting place. Buried alive. At the end of three days they could leave the tomb, at last the tie would be broken. I'm picturing the who gets the family bible song in step brothers at the end of this trial as one of them takes a last wistful look at his blood brother. You know speaking of family bibles, this seems oddly christian for a couple of pagan vikings, entombed for three days only to emerge gloriously? Food for thought I guess. The prophecy and oath was destined to come to pass, mostly because humans aren't generally immortal and eventually Asvith succumbed to some sort of wasting disease. That's really a bummer, I feel like my man was definitely hoping for a warrior's death, but hey, prostate cancer and tuberculosis don't discriminate. So as any good friend would do and I expect any of my listeners to do should I meet an untimely demise, Asmund was entombed with three days rations in a viking burial mound along with the corpse of Asvith and his horse and dog. I can't say for certain if the dog and horse were alive at the time of burial, thirteenth century scholars weren't super into details like that, more broad strokes folks. Actually I found it, in another retelling of the story, unfortunately they were alive and just chilling with asmund.And that's about all we know for like six minutes. Again, 13th century scholars, not great at narrative pacing. Then again neither am I, I'm jumping all over the place.  They say basically right after the burial, This swedish dude named Erik shows up with his army. I think it's more likely two days post burial. He sounds like he's very handsome and strong, and smart and would make a great podcaster. So Erik comes along, not much info is given, including his last name, but he's got flowing hair, arnold schwarzenegger's body and tons of five star reviews on itunes, and he sees this burial mound and, being a viking himself, realizes that there's a good chance there's treasure in the mound and commands his men to hack the thing open with mattocks to get at the gooey treasure cream filling at the center of every viking burial mound.They crack open the mound and much to their surprise it's cavernous. There's a vast hollow space within the hill, atypical for these sorts of mounds. Not having access to the foresight of indiana jones, uncharted, skyrim, or nic cage's national treasure films they think it's a good idea to just lower someone into the inky black crypt below in a bucket with a meager torch for light. This is easily a movie scene, The young viking descending in a bucket, into the cavern, lit from above while asmund dashes across the foreground. He hides just out of sight of the torchlight. As soon as the bucket touches down cut to Erik and his vikings watching the guy and the torch lower down and touch the ground and then, wham! he gets tackled by some black form and the torch goes spiraling into a puddle of blood and then goes out in time with a muffled scream. A few seconds pass like hours as they look down into the hole and feel the rope tug three times, the universal sign for PULL ME THE f**k UP AND GET ME OUT OF HERE. Hastily they yank up the bucket from the blackness, to see a northman's helmet and graying beard being pulled up but looking down. Lightning just flashed outside my window while I'm writing the outline, we'll include that too They bring him all the way up out of the mound and he finally turns, illuminated by a flash of lightning to reveal his gruesome visage. It isn't the scout they sent down into the tomb. It's Asmund. His gray beard streaked with crimson blood, his face pallid, as if he had lived his whole life away from sunlight, claw marks raked across the left side of his face and his ear was missing entirely. His clothes were torn and ragged. Dude looked irreparably f**ked up. Upon seeing this ghoulish warrior emerge from the tomb Erik and the rest of his party just took off running. People just didn't mess with that sort of evil back in the day. While everyone is just taking off, which is hilarious in it's own right, Asmund just shouts, quote: “Why are ye so amazed to look upon me! Emptied of all color? Truly, any living man becomes diminished among the dead!”Quickly they realize that Asmund is actually a living man and they hear his tale. THe most surprising part of that is that they wouldn't have just cleft him in twain as soon as he emerged from the depths below. I've always wanted to say cleft in twain in context, woohoo. Asmund goes on to explain, presumably while the scout is still in the hole just like, guys? Anyone? Hello? Asmund explains his oath and that he needed to spend 3 days with his homes corpse, presumably clarifying several times that he wasn't gay. Asmund goes on to explain the early part of his long weekend in the crypt passing uneventfully and then waking to the sound of horrific moaning and growling from Asvith's resting place. Asvith had risen from his eternal slumber for a f**king midnight snack. He had become a draugr, A scandinavian revenant. A hybrid between a ghost and a zombie, the restless spirit possessing the undead flesh of the deceased. A Zombie warrior of superhuman strength, a pungent odor of death and long claws define their kind, along with the insatiable hunger of the undead. Asvith had risen as a draugr and consumed the dog in the burial mound and then ripped apart and ate the horse. But that wasn't enough for the draugr. Asvith's soul was long gone, his body was a ghoul motivated by hunger and greed to seek and destroy anything it could, especially grave robbers. Easily interpreting as both the former or the latter the undead advanced on his former best friend clawing at his face and tearing his ear off the side of his head. Asmund finally drew his sword and managed to lop the artist formerly known as asvith's head clean off it's unholy body. Thinking quickly with the head rolling around, spitting, growling and biting at his ankles he kicked the headless draugr back into it's coffin and staked it through the heart because some things are just f**king universal. After everything was explained Asmund helped get the scout out of the tomb and with him grabbed some of the treasure that lay within. At this point his best friend was well and truly gone, maybe to Valhalla, maybe to somewhere else, but either way he wouldn't need the treasure. Erik was paid some of it for helping rescue Asmund from the mound inadvertently and that's pretty much where the  trail goes cold. At least in this book, there might be more in the actual texts but this book mostly has a few pages of excerpts and editorials for each story.  One of the amazing things about this is the story appears in the 16 volume tome “The deeds of the danes” Which isn't like a bunch of tall tales and legends but a generally accepted historical document. Detailing the history of the danish people from the founding of king Dan's kingdom all the way up through eleven eighty seven and there's very little besides this that modern people would consider overtly supernatural or paranormal. In a weird way that adds another weird bit of credence to the tale. And I guess there you have it folks. They don't teach draugr in history class, at least none of the courses I took. But the fringes of history are full of weird outliers like this. Whispered half truths, passed down oral traditions, scattered sightings and tales of the dead walking the earth in innumerable forms. It's probably nothing though… I feel like I have to have that caveat on the end though. Having men in black f**k up the alternator in my loaner cars is one thing but having an ancient norse warrior rip my ear off is another thing entirely. My monitor headphones wouldn't fit right! I need that ear to bring more Draugr stories.Next time you're plundering old nord tombs in skyrim and one of these guys comes clickety clacking towards you, before you lop his head off with the savage strike or whatever that perk is called, remember, he, or she, could have been someone's best friend. So that's basically what I've got this week for you guys. Your homework this week is to tag and share this with your best friend and debate who's decapitating who when push comes to undead shove. I've had a lot of crazy stuff going on at work and stuff this week and I know the last two weeks have been a day late which is making me seriously reconsider my seven AM release timeslot.I'm gonna adhere to that as best as I can, and this one is at least gonna come out today, but it's gonna be something I'm taking a look at over the next few weeks. If you have any opinion on the matter one way or the other, or better yet literally any other opinion on the show, you can find all the socials, Email and other episodes at Nightmarenow.com . I love you guys for sticking with me this long, and continuing to do so. Go out this week and start your own quest. Start that podcast or novel or business, take that lesson or course, dust off that old skateboard or musical instrument. You're worth taking the chance on yourself.  Anyway, I'd wish you all sweet dreams while you're chasing those life dreams, but we all know it's only nightmares now! Catch ya next week! 

Hastily stash your secrets in the foreshadowing lunch box, meet me at the diner while we plot our escape from… humans? Join us as we travel through frozen time with the Epix series, From this week.Tasty links below...Site: https://fyrpodcast.comApple: https://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/for-your-reference/id1453532214Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/ForYourReferenceTwitter: https://twitter.com/ForYourRefPodInsta: https://www.instagram.com/foryourrefpodYouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC6oOmo_3tzdD0VtBzt2d0JA

Our adventurers find themselves in Horse Problem-Solving Mode, not for the first time on their journey. Rhakna says something she's never said before. Kai has some big ideas. Triggus speaks a new language.

This message is the fifth part of our sermon series, "Seven Deadly Sins." Join us as we explore how to sever the root of these chief sins and cultivate the virtues that can replace them. In this message, Pastor JR walks through Philippians 3:17-21 to define what gluttony is and how we can battle it. Excessively  Hastily  Too frequently Demandingly  Sumptuously  Mindlessly   +You must be driven by something greater and purer than your bodily appetites  + You must properly value your body + You must become a friend of the cross. 

[A September 2017 archive re-release favorite with the production wizard behind behind early network TV coverage of the World Football League & North American Soccer League of the 1970s!] On January 20, 1968, a frenzied crowd of 52,693 packed the Houston Astrodome to witness the #2-ranked University of Houston Cougars nip the #1 (and previously undefeated) UCLA Bruins in a college basketball spectacle that legendarily became the sport's “Game of the Century.”  In addition to the record-sized gate, it was the first-ever college game to be televised nationally in prime time – and it was sports entrepreneur Eddie Einhorn's scrappy little independent network of affiliated stations called the TVS Television Network that brought it to millions of TV viewers.  Calling all the shots from the production truck was veteran TV sports director Howard Zuckerman – who quickly became the backbone for the fledgling ad hoc network's subsequent coverage of not only college hoops, but also two of the most colorful pro sports leagues of the 1970s – the World Football League and the North American Soccer League.  Zuckerman joins host Tim Hanlon to recount some of his most memorable (and forgettable) moments in TVS history, including: Surviving a power outage in the middle of the WFL's first-ever national telecast from Jacksonville; Managing a motley crew of rotating guest commentators for WFL broadcasts, including the likes of George Plimpton, Burt Reynolds and McLean Stevenson; Hastily reorienting weekly WFL production travel plans as teams suddenly relocated or folded; Faking on-field injuries during NASL telecasts to allow for ad hoc commercial breaks; The origins of the specially-composed TVS theme song and its orchestral big band sound; and Post-TVS work, including the Canadian Football League's Las Vegas Posse, and the worldwide music landmark event Live Aid.