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In this episode, I sit down with Hannah Chody to explore sister dynamics, family businesses, and her journey from finance to entrepreneurship. We dive into Hannah's experience growing up with two sisters, her family's acquisition of Garrett Popcorn, and her recent venture with Fronk's nut milk. Hannah shares insights on navigating friendships in adulthood, her love for designer fashion, and the intricacies of acquiring an Hermès Birkin bag. We also explore her style philosophy, favorite fashion trends, and book recommendations.Key Takeaway / Points:On growing up with two sisters and the evolving dynamics of sisterhoodHannah's family's acquisition and expansion of Garrett PopcornTransitioning from finance to working in the family businessThe story behind Fronk's nut milkMaking friends as an adult and building a community in a new cityHannah's approach to style and shopping for designer itemsThe process of acquiring an Hermès Birkin bagFavorite current fashion trends and productsBook recommendations and thoughts on popular fantasy seriesHow Hannah balances her personal brand with her family business involvementThis episode may contain paid endorsements and advertisements for products and services. Individuals on the show may have a direct, or indirect financial interest in products, or services referred to in this episode.Sponsors:LMNT: Go to DrinkLMNT.com/cameronCotton: Learn more at TheFabricOfOurLives.comStasis: Go to https://takestasis.com/CAMERONTrainwell: Take the quiz to find your perfect trainer and get 14 days of free training trainwell.net/conversationswithcamThrive Market: Head over to ThriveMarket.com/cameron to get30% off your first order and a FREE $60 giftCrown Maple: Visit CrownMaple.com and use code CAMERON20 at checkout for 20% off your orderFollow me:Instagram: @cameronoaksrogers and @conversationswithcamSubstack: Fill Your CupWebsite: cameronoaksrogers.comTikTok: @cameronoaksrogers and @conversations_with_camYoutube: Cameron RogersProduced by Dear Media.Follow Hannah:Instagram: @hannahchody and @freshfronksTikTok: @hannahchody See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

En aquest episodi parlarem de la història oculta i misteris de Caldes de Montbui i els seus enclavaments com la pedania de Sant Sebastià de Montmajor, el Santuari del Remei, els camins de les bruixes, la casa de Foment, possible contrucció megalitica a les faldes del Farell d'alguns fenomens extranys aparicions, TCI (captació de veus del més en llà amb receptor de ràdio d'ona curta) i Ovnis a l'entorn de la vila. Revista digital La tortuga Avui. www.latortugaavui.com ​Xarxès: Facebook grup Secrets del Pirineu, Instagram: area-hermetica-radio. Telegram: [https://t.me/.../FSW-COI...//t.me/joinchat/FSW-COI-ZiUtQ0Aj) Ràdio Caldes 107.8 fm, ràdio Granollers a la carta, Instagram com Àrea Hermètica ràdio i per internet: www.radiocaldes.cat areahermeticaradio@gmail.com

Herm und Nilz tauchen voll ein und wieder aus in dieser Folge. Sie nehmen uns mit auf ihrer Rückreise, auf die Reise zu Rock am Ring und wir hören sie nicht nur erzählen, sondern sind auch hautnah mit dabei. Das klingt jetzt kompliziert, aber wenn man es hört, ist es ganz logisch, versprochen!Das ist der beste Rock am Ring-Podcast, den ihr hören werdet! HELGA!Für mehr Inhalte und Bonusfolgen, folgt uns auf Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/c/gaestelistegeisterbahn Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Hermógenes y Artemio hablan sobre la vida de un gran predicador.

Retail evolves faster than it's ever moved. This week Alex, Ryf, and Laura unpack five forces reshaping the industry—and the brands proving each point.Asia's five-element advantage – Emotional value, community identity, nighttime escapes, immersive art, smart-health choices. Gentle Monster, LVMH, Hermès, Burberry, and Lefty's show why experience beats merchandise.Australia's IT breakout moment – A fresh fiscal year releases frozen budgets, pushing tech projects back to the top of the agenda. Vendors slow to commit risk falling behind.The delivery revolution – Apple clocks an eight-minute iPhone drop in Mumbai. Quick-commerce rivals from India to the Middle East chase sub-15-minute promises; Deliveroo decides where speed does (and doesn't) matter.Meta's new AI ad levers – Value Optimisation, Incremental Attribution, and Value Rules let marketers dial in a conversion rate and let algorithms hunt for it, squeezing agency middlemen in the process.The hybrid consumer – Shoppers move fluidly between phone, store, and social feed. Retailers run risk—not channels—when they still treat ecommerce, physical, and media as separate fiefdoms.Mentioned brands: Apple • Amazon • Deliveroo • Gentle Monster • Lefty's • Primark • LVMH / Louis Vuitton • Hermès • Burberry • Inditex • Mango • Gap • Westfield.Guest biosAlex – Host of The Retail Podcast, known for distilling global trends into actionable strategy.Ryf Quail – Managing Director, NRF APAC; guides brands across Asia-Pacific on future-proof retail models.Laura Doonin – Tech advisor specialising in digital transformation and omnichannel acceleration.00:00 Intro – Welcome to Five Things Friday02:00 Topic 1 – Asia's five-element edge (Gentle Monster, LVMH, Hermès, Burberry, Lefty's)14:30 Topic 2 – Australia's IT spend rebound23:00 Topic 3 – Delivery revolution: Apple's 8-minute iPhone, Deliveroo & quick commerce33:50 Topic 4 – Meta's AI ad toolkit and what it means for agenciesCall to actionEnjoy the show? Follow, rate, and leave a one-line review. It helps the next retail visionary find us.

✨ Você sente que seu relacionamento merece mais conexão, leveza e amor verdadeiro?Então esta meditação é para você.Mergulhe na energia transformadora do Raio Rosa, a frequência do amor incondicional, da cura emocional e da harmonia entre os corações.Esta meditação foi criada especialmente para quem deseja fortalecer o vínculo com seu parceiro(a), curar feridas do passado ou simplesmente abrir-se para viver um relacionamento mais consciente e amoroso.Mesmo que apenas um dos dois pratique, os efeitos vibracionais se expandem, tocando o campo do casal e trazendo mais equilíbrio, paz e compreensão.

"Nuvem Negra - O drama do 27 de Maio de 1977" é o livro onde o advogado e professor universitário Miguel Francisco, mais conhecido como “Michel”, relata, na primeira pessoa, os três anos de pesadelo em que esteve preso. Michel testemunha as torturas, fuzilamentos, trabalhos forçados, as condições mais desumanas a que foram sujeitos aqueles que em Angola foram acusados de colaborarem com os “fraccionistas” (Nito Alves e José Van-Dúnem). "Nuvem Negra - O drama do 27 de Maio de 1977" é o livro onde o advogado e professor universitário Miguel Francisco, mais conhecido como “Michel”, relata, na primeira pessoa, os três anos de pesadelo em que esteve preso e viveu as condições mais desumanas a que foram sujeitos aqueles que em Angola foram acusados de colaborarem com os “fraccionistas” (Nito Alves e José Van-Dúnem). Michel, que em 1977 era militar do MPLA, fez parte dos milhares de prisioneiros, condenados sem julgamento, que foram enviados para o “campo de concentração”, “campo da morte”, o campo de Calunda. O livro "Nuvem Negra - O drama do 27 de Maio de 1977"  foi recentemente reeditado em Portugal pela Perfil Criativo. Em entrevista à RFI, Michel, que considera que a reconciliação entre angolanos ainda está por fazer, começa por lembrar o choque que teve ao chegar ao campo. Os amigos de Luanda, que pensava que estariam mortos, estavam ali, vivos, mas o aspecto de farrapos humanos, doentes, cadavéricos, com lêndeas e cabelo a cair, eram marcas das condições desumanas do campo da morte. Michel: Quando eu vi, o Manél está vivo! Eu pensava que o gajo estava já morto, afinal ele está vivo.  Mas ele estava em mau estado, com lêndeas, anémico, muito magro. Ele disse-me: "Vocês estão aqui e recebemos ordens. Nós não podemos comunicar com vocês." A segurança lá, o DISA. Então, o campo é novo, não tem condições nenhumas, meteram-nos aqui como se fossemos farrapos. Então, começámos mesmo a dormir ao relento. Isto estou a resumir, no livro está tudo. Veio esse primeiro grupo no dia 26 de agosto. Depois veio o segundo no dia 30 ou 31. E depois veio... depois veio o último grupo no dia 3. Este último grupo, dia 3, é que fez o número para eles realizarem o comício satânico para fazerem um fuzilamento em hasta pública, com a população lá, assistindo. Terrível, nunca vi uma coisa assim. Nós fomos obrigados a assistir ao fuzilamento de dois rapazes. Um deles até chamava-se António Ambrige. Jovem, só 18 anos. Estou a ver como se fosse agora. E depois tiraram mais um miúdo. No dia antes nós fomos à Tonga, inculparam-lhe que ele ia fugir. Mas aquilo era uma farsa. Inventaram aquilo. Eles já tinham planificado o fuzilamento para incutir o medo no grosso de toda a malta que estava ali no campo. É uma estratégia que eles tinam montado. De tal forma que nós assistimos, horrorizados. Para nós pensarmos que não vamos sair daqui vivos. No comício, esteve presente o administrador comunal daquela região. Um gajo muito tribalista, o gajo que mais incitava ao ódio ali, naquele comício. E as populações (vieram), pediram a toda a população dos bairros (para vir ver). Estavam ali, concentrados. Todo o mundo assistiu. Tanto mais que naquele fuzilamento, a população também não embalou. Era visível no rosto dos populares a revolta e a reprovação do que eles estavam a assistir. Muitos até não quiseram assistir. Uns até choravam. Por toda essa peripécia que a gente viveu, é que me levou a escrever o livro. Eu disse logo. Por todo este clima de terror que nós estamos aqui a viver. Nunca me passou pela cabeça que o MPLA fosse capaz de criar um campo desta dimensão, nem a PIDE na época colonial. Aquilo era terror autêntico. Nós chegámos lá no dia 26 e tiveram que nos evacuar no dia 17 de outubro. Se continuasse mais tempo não sobraria ninguém. Porque depois surgiram muitas doenças. Por quê? Porque chovia muito. Não havia casas suficientes. Alimentação não havia. Trabalhos forçados, torturas, pancadarias, fuzilamentos. Olha, eu vou só lhe dizer um caso que aconteceu. No dia em que eu fiz 22 anos, no dia 26 de setembro, eu não fui à Tonga. Tonga é lá a roça onde se ia para fazer trabalhos forçados. Eu não fui. Simulei qualquer coisa e fiquei mesmo lá, no campo. Até havia mais benefício em ir à Tonga, porque lá tem água. No campo, nem água tinha. A água era de um tanque. Você nem água tinha para beber.  A situação era tão grave no campo que você nem água tinha. Portanto, era melhor ir para a tonga,porque lá tem os rios. Tomas um banho, bebes água à vontade. E quando chegas (ao campo) tens o papo cheio, já não tem necessidade de beber água. Então, eu não fui mesmo, disse não vou. Então, fui à caserna de um indivíduo chamado Jerónimo. Ainda está vivo. E eu disse: "Oh, Jerônimo, eu, hoje, fiz 22 anos. Aí o gajo disse assim: "Epá, você fez 22 anos! Hoje tens que te aventurar e ir lá na bicha, para ver se comes qualquer coisa." Pronto, a bicha (a fila que se formava para receber uma ração) era terrível. Não se conseguia receber comida, porque a cozinha era única e o número de prisioneiros era muito. Aquilo era uma luta tão grande para conseguir uma migalha de comida que nem todos recebiam. Só os mais fortes é que conseguiam. Eu não conseguia mesmo, não conseguia. Por isso eu vim de lá (do campo) com mazelas. Cheguei a ficar quatro dias sem comer mesmo nada. Então, o que é que eu fazia? Recolhia as escamas de peixe que estavam no chão junto da cozinha. Depois acendia um fogareiro numa lata e tomava aquele molho com sal para mitigar a fome. Mas nesse dia, esse meu amigo Jerónimo disse, "Epá, tens que ir à bicha. Vai! faz alguma coisa! Já não vais fazer mais outro aniversário aqui. Porque aqui nós estamos todos condenados à morte. Então, nesse dia eu tentei ir à bicha. Não é que, por meu azar, e isso está tudo em livro, não é que, por meu azar, nesse dia, também o próprio chefe do campo decidiu ir à bicha para acompanhar o comportamento (dos prisoneiros) e ver como estava a ser distribuída a refeição. Eu estava naquela confusão, para ver se conseguia festejar o aniversário pelo menos comendo alguma coisa. E aquele gajo, de um momento para o outro, disse: "mas que brincadeira é essa? Vocês estão-me enervando. Eu mato já um gajo!" Eu até pensei que ele estivesse a intimidar para que a gente se organizasse melhor. O gajo saca da pistola... Epá, eu nunca tinha visto uma coisa assim. Saca da pistola... Epá, prime o gatilho (com a arma) na testa de um gajo... Epá! De um gajo aleatoriamente. Pumm! Epá, antes dele fazer esse disparo, eu vi o gajo. Eu fiquei com medo. Eu vi o gajo e saí da bicha. Logo que o gajo faz o tiro, Epá, eu... O sangue a jorrar, a bicha se desfez toda, … todo o mundo disperso. Fui para a caserna. Então, disse logo: Epá, isto aqui é mau sinal. Então hoje mesmo que eu faço o aniversário e me acontece uma coisa dessa. Então, é porque já não vou sobreviver. Mas jurei comigo mesmo, se algum dia eu sobreviver, eu vou escrever um livro para relatar todas essas situações que eu estou a viver. É essa a razão que me levou a escrever o livro. RFI: Sobre este drama do 27 de maio de 1977, o Michel já escreveu outros livros, estou-me a lembrar do livro O Racismo como Cerne da Tragédia de 27 de Maio de 1977. Este é um relato de todos os factos que eu vivi, senti na carne e na alma, o que me levou a escrever o livro. Mas, como cidadão que eu sou, com alguma formação que eu tenho, quis ir ao fundo do que realmente esteve na base deste processo. Contrariamente ao que muita gente pensa, é um livro polémico, porque são ideias minhas. Eu fiz uma incursão, fiz uma investigação e fiz uma reflexão. Porquê aquela sangria toda? Tem matérias muito complexas, que tem a ver com a realidade própria do meu país, cujo cerne cai exactamente no racismo. Por isso eu escrevi O Racismo como Cerne da Tragédia de 27 de Maio. Agora, as pessoas lêem. Podem concordar com o que está lá ou não concordar. É o que eu fiz. Esta é uma reflexão pessoal, a minha análise, a minha opinião sobre o que esteve na base do 27,com a qual as pessoas não são obrigadas a concordar. É uma questão de liberdade. Eu penso que o que esteve na base daquela tragédia é aquilo que está no livro que eu escrevi. Agora as pessoas podem concordar. O que o faz ter a opinião de que terá sido o racismo? Ah! aí está o problema! Porque é muito difícil dizê-lo, mas é o que aconteceu. Porque os factos são factos. Quem dirigiu a repressão em Angola foram mestiços. Foram maioritariamente mestiços. São mestiços que planificaram isso. Para mim, são mestiços. E quem viveu em Angola sabe a realidade, sabe que é isso que se passou. Agora, usaram o Presidente Neto, como escudo. Instrumentalizaram o Presidente Neto. Agora, se ele se deu conta, isso é um problema dele. Mas penso que ele deu-se conta. Por quê? Porque eu tive um encontro com a dona Maria Eugénia, viúva do Presidente Neto. Tive uma reunião com ela em 2011, a pedido dela. Esta reunião foi intermediada pelo antigo primeiro-ministro Marcolino Mouco. Um encontro muito frutífero. Ela foi com o meu livro, a primeira versão. Foi com o meu livro para me fazer perguntas. Fez uma série de perguntas e eu respondi. E ela, no fim, diz assim, "coitadinho, o homenzinho, fizeram tudo sem ele saber e o homem sofreu até morrer". No encontro que ela teve comigo, estava ela, esteve um indivíduo chamado Amarildo Vieira Dias e estava a filha, a doutora Irene Neto. Se elas ouvirem, podem confirmar, em 2011. Eu tenho uma grande admiração pelo Presidente Neto, mas não posso perdoar o que ele fez. Então, aquela ideia de uma divisão entre nitistas e netistas faz sentido ou não? Não faz sentido. Isso está no livro que eu escrevi. Na minha perspectiva, aquilo é um falso problema. Eles manipularam de tal forma o Presidente Neto para influenciar a opinião pública nacional e internacional de que a luta do Nito (Alves) era contra o (Agostinho) Neto. Mas não, não é verdade. É falso dizer que havia netismo e nitismo, como se o Nito fosse adversário do Neto. Não, é mentira! Isto não é verdade. A verdade é que o Neto, naquela altura, naquela conjuntura,era uma peça fundamental e qualquer uma das alas queria tê-lo do seu lado. E venceu a área que tinha o Neto do seu lado. Porque o Neto, na altura decisiva da contenda, bandeou-se para o lado da ala que reprimiu. É por isso que eu disse que o problema resvala no racismo. Não vale a pena escondermos. Quem são os gajos que dirigiram a repressão? Lúcio Lara, Igo Carreira, Onambwé, Costa Andrade "Ndunduma", Hermínio Escórcio, todos eram mestiços!. Para quê esconder? É verdade que tinha lá uns pretinhos, mas não tinham aquilo que se chama o domínio do facto. Quem dirigiu a repressão são essas gentes. Isto eu não escondo. É uma realidade. Os factos são factos. E todo mundo sabe disso. Agora, as pessoas podem não concordar comigo. Eu sempre disse, e neste meu livro está lá, o problema do 27 de maio não é ideológico, na minha perspectiva. O problema do 27 de maio é político, é profundo. Já vem da essência do próprio MPLA. Quem fundou o MPLA? Isto não vale a pena esconder. É a minha perspectiva. Eu sou um homem livre. Exprimo aquilo que penso. Agora, posso estar errado, mas têm que me provar o contrário. No campo onde esteve preso, havia pessoas que morriam por causa dos maus-tratos, mas uma grande parte dos mortos era por causa da doença. Sim, a maior parte que morreu no campo, está no livro, era por doenças. Havia um ou outro... Tortura havia ali. (Mesmo sobre) Aqueles gajos, indivíduos que iam roubar mandioca. Chegou uma altura em que a situação estava de tal forma insustentável... O ser humano tem instinto de sobrevivência... Começaram a ir para as lavras roubar as mandiocas. Quando voltavam, aquilo era uma tortura que não era brincadeira. Eram postos nus, e o chefe do campo, com a mulher a assistir, pegava num cacete e batia no pénis. O pénis ali a inchar e a sangrar. Todo mundo a ver, ele nu. Aquilo não era coisa de brincadeira. É o que me levou a escrever o livro. Eu dizia assim: Epá, eu nunca vi uma coisa dessa. Epá, mas é mesmo o MPLA que está a fazer isso? O MPLA vai criar um campo destes? O MPLA que diz que é o povo, e o povo é o MPLA, vai-lhe dar na cabeça para criar um campo desta magnitude? Por isso é que esse tipo de coisas que estão aí a fazer, isso não é reconciliação. Isso não é reconciliação, não é nada. Pela gravidade do assunto, é um assunto que tem que ser bem... Não é só vir com um papelzinho, olha, peço desculpa. Não, aquilo é formal. É um bom passo. Mas agora tem que ir ao fundo do problema. Tem de haver responsabilização política. Pode não ser criminal, ninguém precisa disso. Mas responsabilização política tem de haver. Só assim poderá haver reconciliação. Caso contrário, não há. É assim no Chile, é assim no Brasil. É assim aqui. Aqui, os da PIDE têm mais espaço aqui? Os gajos que fizeram a PIDE aqui têm espaço? Não pode. São cidadãos, vivem ali, mas não tem possibilidade nenhuma de aparecer. Nós em Angola, não. Estão a condecorar até verdugos. Os próprios gajos que mataram, os algozes, estão a ser condecorados. Isto é sério? É assim que se faz? É um prémio pelas matanças que levaram a cabo? Em vez de se criar uma comissão da verdade para se explorar bem, se determinar bem as responsabilidades, e para que uma situação do género não se volte a repetir, estão a ser condecorados. Isto é sério? Por amor de Deus, pá! Só no meu país. Mas eu, como sobrevivente, como angolano que dei o meu melhor nesse país, vou lutar até as últimas consequências. Ainda que me matem. Se quisermos uma verdadeira reconciliação nacional, teremos que ir buscar as causas profundas que estiveram na base disso. O que é que sugeria para que, realmente, essa reconciliação nacional acontecesse? O que eu proponho é a criação de uma comissão da verdade, até podem chamar outro nome qualquer, para primeiro descobrir quem foram os indivíduos que assassinaram aqueles comandantes que apareceram no dia 21 nas Barrocas do Sabizanga. Esse é o ponto de partida. Porque é a partir dali, deste facto bárbaro, que o Presidente Neto veio a público dizer que não perdia tempo com os julgamentos. Não haverá perdão nem... Isso vem em letras grossas. Aliás, escritas pomposamente pelo Costa Andrade "Ndunduma". Que depois inventou mais uma outra célebre frase, "É preciso bater no ferro quente", numa alusão para instigar a matança que já estava a ser levada a cabo. Em função desta frase do Presidente Neto, "Não vamos perder tempo com os julgamentos". Por quê? Por causa daqueles comandantes. Então é preciso saber quem foram as pessoas que assassinaram aqueles comandantes. Foram os fraccionistas? Duvido muito. Até por uma questão de lógica. Se o golpe falhou às 11 horas, mais ou menos às 11 horas, 11 e meia, já as tropas cubanas tomaram a cidade toda. E os próprios fraccionistas já estavam em demandada. Como é que tiveram tempo, durante a noite, para assassinar, meter num carro, numa Kombi, e ir meter (os corpos) alí nas barrocas? Por amor de Deus, pá! Isso é uma questão de lógica. Tem de haver alguma estratégia. Agora, temos que saber quem foram. A gente sabe quem são. A gente sabe! Mas a minha opinião vale o que vale. Por isso é que tem, mesmo, que haver uma comissão da verdade. Olha, se lerem o livro do Nito Alves, nesse livro, tem lá muita carga ideológica. Purga e aquela carga ideológica está lá. E vão às informações que o livro tem. Há uma página 172 ou 173, está lá tudo. Aquelas reuniões que eram levadas a cabo na casa do Júlio de Almeida, era reunião de quê? Era para fazer o quê? Está lá tudo. Matrículas todas, as pessoas que iam lá frequentar. Vamos lá, só ver. Ali temos um bom ponto de partida. Agora, se querem que as pessoas todas que estavam envolvidas nesse processo trágico, morram todas para depois não serem responsabilizadas, isto não é reconciliação. Com toda sinceridade, não é! Qual é o impacto que o drama do 27 de Maio de 1977 ainda tem, nos dias de hoje, na sociedade angolana? Basta ver o país como está. Tão simples quanto isso. Isso não é uma questão de romantismo, é uma questão de realismo. O MPLA inflectiu para um rumo depois do 27 de Maio. O MPLA não é mais o mesmo. E a prova está ali, hoje, no que temos. Que MPLA temos hoje? Que MPLA temos hoje? Os melhores patriotas que o MPLA teve na sua vida são aqueles que foram trucidados no 27 de Maio. Não me venham lá com outras teorias. São esses que foram mortos no 27 de Maio. Hoje só temos aí os escroques! Indivíduos mais ligados para a riqueza. Não é?!  Todos eles são ricos. São milionários. Têm casa aqui, dupla nacionalidade. Todos eles. Que patriotismo é esse? Eles é que andaram a instigar esses miúdos todos a virem para aqui. Porque copiam. Um verdadeiro patriota pensa no seu país! Investe lá! Mas eles todos vêm aqui e morrem aqui. Depois é que vão lá ser enterrados. Ou não é? Esse é patriotismo de quê? Podem ser tudo menos patriotas.  Se é que têm noção do que significa patriotismo? Portanto, este é o impacto do 27 de Maio. O MPLA está completamente descaracterizado porque os melhores quadros que eles tiveram, os melhores patriotas, são esses que foram mortos no 27 de maio. Nisso não tenho dúvidas. Mesmo as pessoas que participaram nesta repressão têm noção disso, reconhecem.  Hoje O MPLA está descaracterizado. Isto não é romantismo do Michel, não, é um facto. Está aí, palpável. Olha como é que o MPLA está hoje, completamente desacreditado. Acha que ainda é possível com o MPLA no poder alcançar essa verdade que o Michel defende, que o Michel procura? Eu acredito no ser humano. É uma questão de vontade política. Ainda é possível, vão a tempo. Mas se não for possível, vão ser forçados a fazê-lo. A reconciliação só pode passar por este caminho. Olha, é uma questão de filosofia de vida, Luís Guita. A filosofia de vida nos ensina que não se constrói um edifício a partir do tecto. Os edifícios se constroem a partir da base. O que é que se faz primeiro? Criam-se os alicerces. Depois, criam-se os pilares para sustentar o edifício. Olha, a CIVICOP está a fazer exactamente o contrário. Está a começar por cima para depois terminar em baixo. Não se dá certidão. Certidões, ossadas, é um processo que vai culminar lá. Depois até se pode erigir um monumento. Mas primeiro temos que ir às raízes, àquilo que esteve na base do 27. O que é que deu para matarem tanta gente? Isso é que é fundamental. Se a gente discutir isso, chamar as pessoas à razão, confessarem ali na comissão o que é que fizeram, porquê que fizeram, o caso morre aí. Nós estamos todos disponíveis para perdoar. Sem isso, nada feito. Está a acontecer a reedição do livro "Nuvem Negra", que o Michel escreveu sobre o drama do 27 de Maio de 1977. No poder, em Angola, já está a chegar uma nova geração, pessoas que, algumas, ainda nem sequer tinham nascido quando isto aconteceu. Qual a importância que este tema seja também dado a conhecer com profundidade a essa nova geração? Por isso é que se escreveu o livro. É para que eles leiam. Vão ler o que eu escrevi, vão ler a opinião das outras pessoas que também escreveram, porque não serei o único que escreveu sobre esta matéria, e eles próprios, depois, vão chegar a uma conclusão. Eu estou a deixar aqui um registo, é um legado. No fim do texto está lá escrito: "Para que as gerações vindouras saibam o que é que se passou. Para que não se silencie e casos do género não se repitam". Agora, eu não estou a dizer à juventude que eles têm que abraçar aquilo que está lá escrito. Não, isso é uma ferramenta de apoio para que eles reflitam sobre o que é que se passou neste país. Para que coisas do género não voltem a acontecer. O que eu quero é que se faça a justiça e que o governo angolano pense, repense, que leia o sinal do tempo. Vai a tempo de inflectir o rumo que ele está a seguir com este processo de 27? Porque o processo de 27 não morre assim. É a verdade. De resto, eu sinto-me bem e sou agradecido, mais uma vez, à RFI por me entrevistar, porque eu nunca tive espaço lá em Angola, é um pouco difícil, senão nas rádios privadas. Nas rádios públicas nem é pensado passar isto, porque eles não fazem, por razões óbvias. O livro termina mesmo com uma frase que é "Que se faça justiça". Quem julga? Essa justiça não é a justiça formal dos tribunais, é a justiça do povo, da juventude, da geração que está para vir. Aliás, uma das passagens deste livro do Michel faz referência ao povo e à maneira como o povo olhou para vós, prisioneiros, no momento em que estavam no Luau... Sim!! ... e escreveu, "até ao anoitecer, as velhas, e mesmo os jovens camponeses, traziam produtos das suas lavras como mandioca, tomate, cebola, batata e ervas. Foi um gesto de profunda sensibilidade e solidariedade que me marcou profundamente e que jamais esquecerei. Este comportamento, por parte do povo, desde o campo, até nesse dia, no Luau, ajudou-me a consolidar o princípio segundo o qual Os povos nunca são maus". Sim! Os povos nunca são maus! Maus são os políticos. Os povos nunca são maus, ó Luís. Os povos nunca são maus. É exactamente pela vivência que eu tive. Esta vivência dramática que me marcou para toda a vida. Eu estou a fazer 70 anos. Mais um ano ou dois anos, você vai ouvir dizer ... e pensar ... entrevistei aquele jovem, já foi. Mas eu deixo esse registo para a eternidade. Morro eu, mas o meu livro não. As minhas ideias vão ficar sempre. Por causa disso, os povos nunca são maus. Eu nunca digo que o povo português é mau. Nem digo que o povo russo é mau. Não! Maus são os políticos que se servem dos povos para gizar um projecto que não é aquele que o povo quer. Isto é que é verdade!  

In this episode of The Tommie Runz Show, hosts Tommie Runz and Herm discuss various topics ranging from the importance of sleep in recovery for runners to the implications of AI and technology in society. They also delve into the future of marathon running, focusing on Conner Mantz's potential to break the American marathon record. The conversation is light-hearted yet insightful, touching on personal experiences and broader societal themes. In this engaging conversation, Herm and Tommie Runz delve into their experiences with the Berlin Marathon, discussing the challenges of crowded races and the quirks of race bibs. They share personal health journeys, including weight loss and the struggle with sweet temptations like donuts and Oreos. The dialogue flows into rapid-fire questions, revealing fun insights about their lives and experiences in the running community. In this conversation, Tommie Runz and Herm discuss various aspects of running, including the unhealthy habits associated with sports, the challenges of transitioning from shorter to longer distances, and the realities of ultra running. They explore the mental and physical demands of marathons and ultras, emphasizing the importance of training, planning, and the mindset required to endure long distances. The discussion also touches on the need for authenticity in documenting the struggles of running and life, and how relentless forward progress can be a guiding principle in both. In this conversation, Tommie Runz and Herm discuss the challenges of transitioning from half marathons to full marathons, emphasizing the importance of proper training and preparation for ultra-marathons. They also delve into sports analysis, particularly basketball and hockey, highlighting the evolution of athleticism and the changing dynamics of sports. The discussion shifts to daily trainers, with a focus on the Adidas Evo SL shoe, and concludes with a recommendation for a book on emotional intelligence.Time Stamps:00:00 Introduction and Anticipation02:58 The Importance of Sleep in Recovery06:02 The Future of Technology and AI09:03 The Impact of AI and Aliens on Society11:57 Marathon Records and Running Performance18:01 Connor Manz and the Future of American Marathon Running21:47 Navigating the Berlin Marathon Experience24:44 Health Journeys and Personal Growth25:49 The Sweet Temptations of Life31:06 Weight Loss Transformations and Personal Stories35:34 Rapid Fire Questions and Fun Insights40:41 Unhealthy Habits in Sports42:23 The Long Run: Transitioning Distances43:59 Half Marathon vs Full Marathon: The Challenge47:37 Pain and Endurance in Ultra Running51:22 The Reality of Ultra Running 57:17 Relentless Forward Progress: Life Lessons from Running01:00:50 Planning for Life and Ultras 01:04:27 Transitioning from Half to Full Marathons01:07:40 Pace Breaker: Sports Talk and Game Analysis01:10:02 The Evolution of Sports and Athleticism01:20:37 Daily Trainers and Shoe Recommendations

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Ever wondered what happens when your right to resell clashes with someone else's trademark? The secondary market is booming—from luxury perfumes to used hard drives and even virtual farm animals—but these second lives come with surprising legal complications.Secondary markets aren't just about thrift store finds anymore. They're complex ecosystems where intellectual property law determines what you can truly do with the things you've purchased. Through a global tour of fascinating court cases, we unpack the legal principles that govern reselling, refurbishing, and reimagining products across physical and digital realms.In Norway, a phone repair shop learned the hard way that erasing Apple logos from replacement screens doesn't erase their legal obligations. Meanwhile, in India, courts embraced refurbished Seagate hard drives as sustainability wins. The digital world presents even thornier questions—can you resell an e-book like a paperback? (Spoiler: European courts say no.) And what about those $133,000 "MetaBirkin" NFTs that landed an artist in hot water with Hermès?From Brazilian video game importers to Italian pharmaceutical repackagers, we explore how trademark exhaustion works differently across borders. You'll discover why Chanel fights so hard to control where its perfumes are sold, how Zynga protected its virtual cows from unauthorized trading, and what happens when Finnish axes travel from North America to the Czech Republic without permission.Whether you're flipping consoles, fixing phones, or minting NFTs of luxury handbags, understanding these landmark cases could save you from accidental infringement. Secondary markets provide real benefits—reducing waste and extending product lifecycles—but navigating them legally requires knowing when ownership ends and intellectual property begins.Subscribe to Intangiblia for more plain talk about complex IP issues that affect everyday transactions in our increasingly digital marketplace. Your secondhand purchases might come with more legal baggage than you realized!Send us a text

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 Karen Saves The Universe: Part 1Desperate aliens kidnap a Karen to save their world!Based on a post by LingeringAfterthought, in 3 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.On the starship Onan, the Priamites dubiously watched the screen display the creature. Dr. Fehr's algorithm had brought them trekking across the galaxy to a smallish, blue planet around an unimpressive star. While there was no denying the power emitted by the angry, festering organic matter before them, the thought of containing it and bringing it back to Priam was daunting. Still, the fate of their world hung upon the success of their mission."Do we have; uh; audio yet, Lieutenant Cavill?" Captain Hemsworth said, pausing briefly to joylessly ejaculate into his cumsuit, which quickly reclaimed the essence he emitted and channeled it into one of the suit's containment pouches to be resorbed as nourishment.Ever since the people of Eros had unleashed their horrific weapon on them, the Priamites orgasmed almost constantly. The Eros Curse, which seemed like a gift at first, became a tool of enslavement and oppression as the great Priam civilization devolved into listless people who passed the time sitting and staring at nothing in particular. Even special holidays were simply spent gathered in each other's' houses, grunting intermittently. The children of Priam, spared by the curse of Eros by living in growth pods, were never exposed to the disease or its effects until the seemingly arbitrary age of 18, so at least there was no trouble with the censors. The demands of orgasming so frequently took its toll on the Priamite's bodies. Dehydration, muscle spasms, and fatigue were common. The effects on the mind were worse. It wasn't until the invention of the cumsuit, which not only reclaimed the fluid loss and prevented dehydration, but also reduced arousing sensations until the wearer was nearly numb, that it was possible for them to journey out into the stars in search of a cure.Guided by the ancient journals of the revered Dr. Fehr, the Priamites had come to a small planet where it was foretold that there was a force of great and terrible power. It was hoped that this force could be used to break free of the cruel Eros Curse, but time was running out. Even wearing the cumsuits, the crew of the Onan, who were the most stoic, intellectual and sexless men of Priam, felt themselves progressively weakening to the Curse. It was only a matter of time until they lost all sense of duty and simply went adrift through the universe."No audio yet, Captain. The resonant frequency is so shrill that if we don't modulate the pitch; uh;” Lieutenant Cavill replied, closing his eyes and shaking as he orgasmed, then collapsed and stared blankly at the control panels as he recovered.Another crewman took over at the panel, "Captain, I can give you audio, but only for a short time. Even on their planet, they; they; oh; oh fuck;” the replacement said, stiffening as he spurted inside his suit, then shook his head to clear it and looked to their leader for orders. Captain Hemsworth braced himself in his chair and nodded for him to activate audio.A horrendous braying screech filled the bridge, “ No Idea Why You People Can't Even Take An Order Right! I Ordered The Cobb Salad With Extra Avocado! I Don't Care If It's Not On There Or Not! Fix The Damn Menu! I Have Been Coming Here For Over 15 Years And I Know For A Fact That You People Had Cobb Salad On There Two Years Ago When You Were Called Baker's Pie;"Another voice interjected, soft and conciliatory, "Oh, yes, ma'am; I see the confusion. The Baker's Pie that was here went out of business. This restaurant is Snooker's, now, so we don't have the same menu, but our club salad is very similar to;""Are You Actually Interrupting Me? Get. Me. A. Cobb. Salad. Extra Avocado! Do You Understand? Extra Avocado! Mucho Amortado! Comprendo Estupido?"Even in that short interlude, most of the Onan's bridge crew had begun bleeding from their ears and collapsing onto the deck. Captain Hemsworth, a man of rare tolerance and stamina, struggled past their unconscious bodies to the control panel and lowered the volume until it was barely audible. "Computer, disburse caffeline into bridge life support systems, 15 parts per million," he mumbled, leaning on the control panel for support as the strong stimulant hissed into the room. He didn't like to use the drug, because the heightened energy it gave often led to periods of prolonged involuntary masturbation, but he couldn't afford to waste time for the crewmen to awaken naturally. Not when conditions were so dire on Priam.Lieutenant Cavill groaned and rose weakly, climbing back into his console chair and checking the readings. "What happened, Captain? Our scans showed a primitive civilization on the planet without any meaningful defenses. What was that? Some kind of weapon?" he asked.Captain Hemsworth did a double-take at the crewman in wonder, but he said nothing. All around him, he watched the rest of the crew slowly getting to their feet and going back to their positions. All the men were alert, aware, and focused on their duties. Several of them were talking to each other; in full uninterrupted sentences. No one drooled, no one's eyes rolled back; not one of them stared off into space, as if dully re-living the curse that had infected their brains. He, himself, had not even felt the urge to sexually relieve himself once, even with the high levels of caffeline in the air. Indeed, he had not felt anything below the waist; not since he heard that voice. He doubted whether he would have the urge to orgasm ever again. They had finally done it."That was no weapon, Cavill; it is what we came here to find. It's the cure that Dr. Fehr told us was here all along. Contact High Command and tell them; tell them we found it. Tell them we have found; The Karen.The man-eating woman.After straightening out the incompetent waiter on her order, Karen Carmichael excused herself from her prayer group's table and walked to the restrooms, incensed. What kind of man actually cries when taking an order for a salad? Probably gay; or whatever kids were calling themselves these days. Was there such a thing as "gay" anymore, when people "identified" themselves as whatever the hell occurred to them? What was the point of picking a sexuality when people didn't even have a species anymore?Of course, Travis the Waiter had to play the victim about it, too, making the entire restaurant gawk over at their table like they were monsters. He probably knew they were a nice church group and went out of his way to make trouble. Sure, they all scream for "tolerance," but their types couldn't wait to attack nice people of faith like her who showed the world what it was to be decent and pure of heart. Well, he could just kiss his tip money goodbye! Tipping had gotten ridiculous anyway; a generation of whiny babies feeling entitled to extra money just for doing their jobs. ‘If ‘; they did their jobs. She couldn't even get a salad; and, by God, if the Manager didn't make things right, her Yelp review on this place would burn a hole through people's screens!Karen pushed on the door to the restroom tightly clutching her can of pepper spray, because sexual predators were always trying to rape women like her in public restrooms, and she nearly screamed when the door opened. Wet paper towels were everywhere. The garbage bin was overflowing, and some slob had splashed water all over the sink area! Now, she'd have to make the Manager take care of this, too! More drama, when she just wanted to have a nice lunch with her friends. And, of course, the Manager would just try to ‘handle ‘; her; as if she was some unreasonable bitch just for wanting to use a facility that wasn't absolutely disgusting! Then looking near her, but not at her, the Manager would apologize in that fake-nice voice and offer to comp her meal; offering her even more of what was bad in the first place. Managers and their fake apologies. They weren't sorry. The soulless jerks never meant it. They just wanted her to go away; acting like she was a scamming thief instead of someone who just wanted to be treated decently.She settled on the toilet and tried to calm herself. Lately, half the time she wanted to cry, or scream, or tear out her hair; but it wouldn't matter. Nothing would change. Everything changed around her, though. Menus; her children; hairstyles; prices; everything changed. It felt like everything had just left her behind. She looked everywhere for the things she used to love, but she couldn't find them anymore; and if she did find them, they weren't the same as they once were. Nothing made her feel her joy like she used to. That was it. Maybe she was done; that her turn at having any real joy was over. Now, the only time anyone tried to make her happy, or even looked at her, was when she screamed at them.Karen opened her eyes to a rattling sound at the door of her long, handicapped-bathroom stall. "Occupied!" she called out. To her dismay, the dial holding the sliding bolt turned all by itself and the door unlocked. "Hey! Get out!" she yelled, grabbing her pepper spray and holding it in front of her while she tried to stand and pull up her yoga pants."Nice human; good human;” a vaguely disembodied male voice said as a dark, hooded figure in a bizarre form-fitting spacesuit stepped into her stall holding what looked like a staff with a flexible loop affixed to the end of it. It slowly stepped toward her, as cautiously as one might approach a spooked animal. "Human want a nice piece of kale? Yes you do! Yes you do! Who's a good human?" it asked, holding out a curly dark green leaf to her and shaking it temptingly."What the hell?" she yelled, fumbling with the pepper spray can and trying to figure out how to make it work, just as the loop at the end of the staff went down over her head and around her neck, cinching tight.Karen choked, clutching at the loop with one hand, trying to loosen it so she could breathe, and with the other she emptied the can of pepper spray into the hooded face of her attacker. She struggled wildly, but the staff with the loop effectively controlled her and prevented her from landing any punches or kicks on her attacker. As darkness started creeping in on her vision, the last thing she saw was the figure deeply inhale the cloud of pepper spray and hold its breath, then say in a choked voice, "Ready for transport, sir; and man, they've got some good shit down here;”The forgotten leaf of kale fell down next to where Karen's cheek was pressed against the filthy bathroom floor, and with what she feared was her dying breath she choked out, "I want; to see; the; Manager;”Karen's ne victim."I used kale, Sir. Worked like a charm. It's one of the most nutritionally dense materials on the planet, so naturally, it was irresistible," a larger Priamite said to Captain Hemsworth, as he stripped out of his protective suit in a small enclave, bathed in an undulating light.Captain Hemsworth nodded. "Good work, Commander Momoa. Decontaminate for a full four cycles and I want protective measures in place for all personnel. God knows what this thing is capable of when it wakes."Karen heard garbled voices nearby, but kept her eyes closed and tried to steady her breathing. What had happened? The air smelled odd; almost crackling with ozone and energy, like a storm coming. The ambient sounds of the room told her she was not in Snookers anymore. Probably human traffickers. She saw a whole show about it. The bastards kidnapped her and were going to sell her into sexual slavery; except that she wasn't a teenager. She was 51 years old. Nobody would pay for sex with her, much less risk a felony conviction for it. Any ransom demands sent to her husband were going to have disappointing results, as well. So, what was going on? Why was she here? The kids were in college and wouldn't even notice she was gone until Christmas came. Her friends; her passive-aggressive competitors, if she was being honest; they'd just assume she left in a huff and stiffed them on the lunch check. The cold, hard truth was: nobody cared about her anymore and she knew it. That meant, if she was going to get out of this, she would have to do it herself. Her cheek hurt where it had hit that disgusting bathroom floor and she reached her hand up to touch it. The voices yelped in alarm and Karen opened her eyes to see two figures backing away from the enclosure she was imprisoned in."Who the hell are you, and what have you done with my purse?" she yelled, pushing herself to her feet. She walked toward them, crossing her arms and glaring. "I want whoever is in charge over here right now! I mean it!" she yelled, pointing as she walked toward them. One of the figures screamed, clutched at his ears and doubled over, staggering around the room dramatically. The other, larger one she recognized from the restaurant bathroom was in some tanning-booth-looking-thing, half naked and gorgeous in a likely-sexual-predator kind of way. Rather than flailing around the room, he seemed to have gone into a catatonic trance. God, people were useless. "You! Himbo!" she shouted, pointing at him. "Where is my purse? Did you even think to get it when you kidnapped me, or am I going to miss my Ozempic shot? I hope to God you assholes have good lawyers!"The beefy kidnapper in the tanning booth wobbled, then vomited loudly. Karen snorted as he slid down to the floor, unconscious. Pathetic. The smaller figure dove toward a panel on the wall next to her enclosure and pressed a few buttons and she heard the ambient noise of her room change, like it was encased, somehow."I've muted it. It's become even stronger than before;” Captain Hemsworth gasped, helping Commander Momoa to his feet again."How are we going to get it back to Priam? We could choke it out again every time it awakens; give the privilege out as a reward to the crew?" Commander Momoa suggested eagerly."No," Captain Hemsworth said, coming closer to the force field separating him from the angry Karen still yelling and pointing from inside the enclosure. "The cumulative effects of throttling it constantly might affect its functioning. We need The Karen at full power if we are to rescue Priam. We need to keep it conscious. We must feed it, provide it breathing gasses, and keep it clean; it appears to be constantly decaying. That reminds me ; cleaning duty goes to Ensign Holland. He's still on my shit list after the incident with the Zendayans.""Aye, sir."Captain Hemsworth cleared his throat and pressed another button on the side panel. "Hail Karen, bringer of blessed flaccidity, destroyer of abhorrent lust, and banisher of all erotic thought. We are men of the planet Priam. We mean you no harm. We come to you seeking aid, and we come in peace. Actually, until we found you, we would come almost constantly. It was disgusting. Everything was sticky. You see, our enemies from Eros sent us the most perfect pornographic images disguised in an innocent-looking email attachment. Once they were seen, they could not be unseen. They were burned into our brains, cursing us with perpetual arousal. The first wave of Priamites were taken by surprise once they activated the link. The next wave fell victim when the first wave posted the link on their social media because it was just so unbelievably; anyway, after the rest of our population fell out of curiosity or boredom, our civilization was nearly destroyed. We have been searching the stars for a cure, but to no avail. Then, just as all hope seemed lost, we found you; we heard your voice; and our loins finally withered. You are now a guest on my ship, The Onan, en route to my homeworld Priam. There, we will deliver your noxious, strident sounds to everyone, freeing them from their intransigent arousal. Then, after we are assured that all have been cured, we shall return you to your home."At this, Karen made an unpleasant face and began breathing on the clear wall of her enclosure, fogging it. Then, she quickly wrote a short message. "What does it mean?" Commander Momoa said, squinting at the squiggling lines she had made.At this, the computer made a chirp and began speaking, "The message, from the American dialect of the language English translates to: Why didn't you just make a recording?"Captain Hemsworth's shoulders slumped and he closed his eyes with a sigh. Commander Momoa's eyes went wide and he clapped his hand over his face in exasperation. "Fuck;” Momoa said in realization. "A recording;”"Dammit. We didn't have to take her at all, did we?" Captain Hemsworth groaned.Karen glared at them and wrote another word on the wall. As certain as Captain Hemsworth was that he did not need or want the translation, the computer was already on the job. "'Dumbasses,'" the computer cheerfully intoned, "a colloquial phrase, plural of the insult 'dumbass,' meaning 'a foolish or stupid person.'""End translation. Yes, Karen, if we had thought to record your voice instead of kidnapping you, this might have been a much shorter story, and considerably less inconvenient, but as it is, we are closer to Priam than Earth at this point, and our course is set. We will bring you to Priam and then return you home. Perhaps kidnapping you was not the most well-considered solution, but I defy you to think clearly after constantly watching porn for eons and let me know if you do any better."Karen's new calling.Great; as if getting old wasn't insult enough, I've actually become an intergalactic sexual repellent, Karen thought to herself as she paced around her cell. A lifetime of trying to do things right, and this is what it gets me. She wasn't so surprised that there were aliens in the universe, or that they had somehow weaponized porn, but that with all their advancements they were still so stupid!Sighing, she closed her eyes and listened to the ambient sounds of her cell. Life had been so noisy, the last 30 years. Everyone needing her, pulling on her for one thing or another. No peace. Lately though, with the kids gone and Cal; otherwise occupied; life had gone silent. The silence that she had wished for held no peace when it finally came. It just reverberated with the memory of things that had left her behind, making her anxious to fill the emptiness with noise. Nothing came to lure her mind away from the silence, no pleasurable temptations; her duties were done and it felt wrong to do, or even think about, anything else. My god, she had been kidnapped, was flying through the galaxy, and was surrounded by beefcake aliens and she was still thinking about that stupid loose tile in the master bathroom; she needed to get it fixed before the house was sold.A slight sound outside her cell drew her attention. "Who's there?" Karen asked, softly, opening her eyes.A wide-eyed figure peered around the edge of her cell, moving with cautious curiosity. It seemed younger than the other ones. It moved with a sense of barely-restrained eagerness, adorable and earnest. It also held a curved sort of wand in its hand."Honey, if you're here to anally probe me, I'll pass. I already had a colonoscopy this year, I'll have them send you the records;” she murmured, not expecting an answer.After a pause as the figure listened to the translation, its large eyes got even wider. "Is that how you poop?" he asked."What?" she asked, looking more closely at the young alien."I'm supposed to clean your cell when you poop; but you haven't pooped yet; wait, do colonoscopies make you poop?" it asked, scandalized.Karen closed her eyes and shook her head, "No. Colonoscopies put a small camera up your ass so that we can pay a doctor to do what we were afraid aliens like you would do to us if we got drunk in cornfields too much. They don't make us poop. In fact; well, never mind;” she trailed off, embarrassed.She still had vivid memories of her first colonoscopy earlier in the year, drinking gallons of preparatory laxatives, and the resulting quality time with her phone on the toilet. It was an odd experience; not awful, but not one that she could talk to anyone about. Her friends only talked about their kids and their successes, or whose husband cheated on them with some young thing, viciously salivating over their friends' misery with barely concealed glee. Forget about talking through her fears about it with Cal; that wasn't something he was interested in. Not anymore.After the procedure, she had been scared and disoriented from the sedation. For whatever reason, Cal hadn't shown up to give her a ride home. The stupid clinic wouldn't let her leave until someone could drive her home and take care of her. She just sat there getting more and more anxious. Eventually, she called an Uber and begged Xabiib the driver to pretend to be her neighbor; or just someone who cared about her. She spent the ride home trying to say his name correctly while he chuckled and repeated it for her. It was so horrifyingly embarrassing. It's one thing to have no one care about you, but another thing to have the whole world know about it when you were helpless and confused.Tears had rolled down her cheeks and she absently wiped them off with her hand. The young alien sat up and craned his head to look at the liquid on her hand. Karen snorted, "At ease, Holland. It's not poop. You're not getting anything out of me unless you have some heavy-duty magnesium supplements or yogurt."Holland's eyes went wide, "Are humans telepathic???" he gasped. "How did you know my name? Wow, that's so cool! Do it again! What am I thinking about now?"Karen suppressed a smile. Closing her eyes, she pressed her fingers to her temples and swayed from side to side, mysteriously. "I see something; something in the mist; something about; could it be; no, it makes no sense. Is it; a Zen; Zendayan? Does that make any sense to you?" she asked.Holland dropped his curved instrument in shock. "Yes! Yes! We just met them! We negotiated with them for supplies! I was there to carry stuff and; and;” he paused, shrinking in on himself a bit. "They are so beautiful. The Zendayans? So beautiful; and super nice; and just; like wow; I was supposed to just stand there until they were done with the talking and bowing and stuff, but they were just like so beautiful.""Well, what happened?" Karen asked."Captain introduced me and I bowed to them. I was feeling dizzy because, you know, their beautifulness just keeps radiating off them. Then; then; the most beautiful of them; she smiled." Holland stared at nothing, immersed in the memory, then wobbled, tipped over, and lay on the floor staring at the ceiling.Karen bit her lips in amusement. "I see. What did you do then?""I; I; I started talking and then I just couldn't stop because I was just trying to say how beautiful she was and how it just made my mind explode when she smiled and then I might have peed on the floor.""Oh dear," Karen said, cringing in sympathy. "We don't always put forward the face we want to when we are in our feelings, do we?" she said, quietly."Yeah; I've been cleaning poop ever since;” Holland sighed. After a while he sat back up, picked up the curved instrument and began twirling it in his hands. "So, like; what about you? Have you always made horrible noises?" he asked.Karen huffed, but then she saw the oblivious earnestness in Holland's face and sighed. "No; I wasn't always; like this. In fact, until about 30 years ago, I made beautiful noises. I was a pianist," she said."But, wait, they said you were a female;” Holland said, confused."Pee, an, ist," Karen repeated slowly. "I played the piano. It's an instrument; I was a musician. I was a student at Juilliard. It's a school on Earth; it was like a dream to even get in. I was on a scholarship, living in this shoddy apartment with my roommate Dana;” she trailed off, thinking about those days when everything seemed possible."Wait! Are you remembering?" Holland asked, breaking her reverie. "Can I remember it, too? Nobody wants to remember with me ever since the Zendayans, so I'm just left with my own memories and it gets so boring.""What are you talking about?""Well, it's kinda like; um; let me just show you. Computer, scan The Karen and project her memories," Holland ordered. A humming noise filled the room and a beam of light shot out of the wall and passed over her several times. Suddenly, her cell transformed into her shoddy apartment in Newark, New Jersey."Oh my gosh; it's just like it," Karen gasped looking around."Humans dream of getting into this?" Holland said, scrutinizing a cockroach scurrying along the floor."No, silly. This was our apartment across the river. We lived here when we weren't at school. Dana and I moved off campus in our second year. We took jobs on the side through an agency. That was when;” she sat down and a phone in the apartment's bedroom began ringing.A long, pale arm reached out of a pile of blankets on the bed and grabbed the phone. "Hullo?" Dana mumbled. A voice on the phone sounded irate. "Yeah, I'm almost there," she said and hung up.

 Karen Saves The Universe: Part 1Desperate aliens kidnap a Karen to save their world!Based on a post by LingeringAfterthought, in 3 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.On the starship Onan, the Priamites dubiously watched the screen display the creature. Dr. Fehr's algorithm had brought them trekking across the galaxy to a smallish, blue planet around an unimpressive star. While there was no denying the power emitted by the angry, festering organic matter before them, the thought of containing it and bringing it back to Priam was daunting. Still, the fate of their world hung upon the success of their mission."Do we have; uh; audio yet, Lieutenant Cavill?" Captain Hemsworth said, pausing briefly to joylessly ejaculate into his cumsuit, which quickly reclaimed the essence he emitted and channeled it into one of the suit's containment pouches to be resorbed as nourishment.Ever since the people of Eros had unleashed their horrific weapon on them, the Priamites orgasmed almost constantly. The Eros Curse, which seemed like a gift at first, became a tool of enslavement and oppression as the great Priam civilization devolved into listless people who passed the time sitting and staring at nothing in particular. Even special holidays were simply spent gathered in each other's' houses, grunting intermittently. The children of Priam, spared by the curse of Eros by living in growth pods, were never exposed to the disease or its effects until the seemingly arbitrary age of 18, so at least there was no trouble with the censors. The demands of orgasming so frequently took its toll on the Priamite's bodies. Dehydration, muscle spasms, and fatigue were common. The effects on the mind were worse. It wasn't until the invention of the cumsuit, which not only reclaimed the fluid loss and prevented dehydration, but also reduced arousing sensations until the wearer was nearly numb, that it was possible for them to journey out into the stars in search of a cure.Guided by the ancient journals of the revered Dr. Fehr, the Priamites had come to a small planet where it was foretold that there was a force of great and terrible power. It was hoped that this force could be used to break free of the cruel Eros Curse, but time was running out. Even wearing the cumsuits, the crew of the Onan, who were the most stoic, intellectual and sexless men of Priam, felt themselves progressively weakening to the Curse. It was only a matter of time until they lost all sense of duty and simply went adrift through the universe."No audio yet, Captain. The resonant frequency is so shrill that if we don't modulate the pitch; uh;” Lieutenant Cavill replied, closing his eyes and shaking as he orgasmed, then collapsed and stared blankly at the control panels as he recovered.Another crewman took over at the panel, "Captain, I can give you audio, but only for a short time. Even on their planet, they; they; oh; oh fuck;” the replacement said, stiffening as he spurted inside his suit, then shook his head to clear it and looked to their leader for orders. Captain Hemsworth braced himself in his chair and nodded for him to activate audio.A horrendous braying screech filled the bridge, “ No Idea Why You People Can't Even Take An Order Right! I Ordered The Cobb Salad With Extra Avocado! I Don't Care If It's Not On There Or Not! Fix The Damn Menu! I Have Been Coming Here For Over 15 Years And I Know For A Fact That You People Had Cobb Salad On There Two Years Ago When You Were Called Baker's Pie;"Another voice interjected, soft and conciliatory, "Oh, yes, ma'am; I see the confusion. The Baker's Pie that was here went out of business. This restaurant is Snooker's, now, so we don't have the same menu, but our club salad is very similar to;""Are You Actually Interrupting Me? Get. Me. A. Cobb. Salad. Extra Avocado! Do You Understand? Extra Avocado! Mucho Amortado! Comprendo Estupido?"Even in that short interlude, most of the Onan's bridge crew had begun bleeding from their ears and collapsing onto the deck. Captain Hemsworth, a man of rare tolerance and stamina, struggled past their unconscious bodies to the control panel and lowered the volume until it was barely audible. "Computer, disburse caffeline into bridge life support systems, 15 parts per million," he mumbled, leaning on the control panel for support as the strong stimulant hissed into the room. He didn't like to use the drug, because the heightened energy it gave often led to periods of prolonged involuntary masturbation, but he couldn't afford to waste time for the crewmen to awaken naturally. Not when conditions were so dire on Priam.Lieutenant Cavill groaned and rose weakly, climbing back into his console chair and checking the readings. "What happened, Captain? Our scans showed a primitive civilization on the planet without any meaningful defenses. What was that? Some kind of weapon?" he asked.Captain Hemsworth did a double-take at the crewman in wonder, but he said nothing. All around him, he watched the rest of the crew slowly getting to their feet and going back to their positions. All the men were alert, aware, and focused on their duties. Several of them were talking to each other; in full uninterrupted sentences. No one drooled, no one's eyes rolled back; not one of them stared off into space, as if dully re-living the curse that had infected their brains. He, himself, had not even felt the urge to sexually relieve himself once, even with the high levels of caffeline in the air. Indeed, he had not felt anything below the waist; not since he heard that voice. He doubted whether he would have the urge to orgasm ever again. They had finally done it."That was no weapon, Cavill; it is what we came here to find. It's the cure that Dr. Fehr told us was here all along. Contact High Command and tell them; tell them we found it. Tell them we have found; The Karen.The man-eating woman.After straightening out the incompetent waiter on her order, Karen Carmichael excused herself from her prayer group's table and walked to the restrooms, incensed. What kind of man actually cries when taking an order for a salad? Probably gay; or whatever kids were calling themselves these days. Was there such a thing as "gay" anymore, when people "identified" themselves as whatever the hell occurred to them? What was the point of picking a sexuality when people didn't even have a species anymore?Of course, Travis the Waiter had to play the victim about it, too, making the entire restaurant gawk over at their table like they were monsters. He probably knew they were a nice church group and went out of his way to make trouble. Sure, they all scream for "tolerance," but their types couldn't wait to attack nice people of faith like her who showed the world what it was to be decent and pure of heart. Well, he could just kiss his tip money goodbye! Tipping had gotten ridiculous anyway; a generation of whiny babies feeling entitled to extra money just for doing their jobs. ‘If ‘; they did their jobs. She couldn't even get a salad; and, by God, if the Manager didn't make things right, her Yelp review on this place would burn a hole through people's screens!Karen pushed on the door to the restroom tightly clutching her can of pepper spray, because sexual predators were always trying to rape women like her in public restrooms, and she nearly screamed when the door opened. Wet paper towels were everywhere. The garbage bin was overflowing, and some slob had splashed water all over the sink area! Now, she'd have to make the Manager take care of this, too! More drama, when she just wanted to have a nice lunch with her friends. And, of course, the Manager would just try to ‘handle ‘; her; as if she was some unreasonable bitch just for wanting to use a facility that wasn't absolutely disgusting! Then looking near her, but not at her, the Manager would apologize in that fake-nice voice and offer to comp her meal; offering her even more of what was bad in the first place. Managers and their fake apologies. They weren't sorry. The soulless jerks never meant it. They just wanted her to go away; acting like she was a scamming thief instead of someone who just wanted to be treated decently.She settled on the toilet and tried to calm herself. Lately, half the time she wanted to cry, or scream, or tear out her hair; but it wouldn't matter. Nothing would change. Everything changed around her, though. Menus; her children; hairstyles; prices; everything changed. It felt like everything had just left her behind. She looked everywhere for the things she used to love, but she couldn't find them anymore; and if she did find them, they weren't the same as they once were. Nothing made her feel her joy like she used to. That was it. Maybe she was done; that her turn at having any real joy was over. Now, the only time anyone tried to make her happy, or even looked at her, was when she screamed at them.Karen opened her eyes to a rattling sound at the door of her long, handicapped-bathroom stall. "Occupied!" she called out. To her dismay, the dial holding the sliding bolt turned all by itself and the door unlocked. "Hey! Get out!" she yelled, grabbing her pepper spray and holding it in front of her while she tried to stand and pull up her yoga pants."Nice human; good human;” a vaguely disembodied male voice said as a dark, hooded figure in a bizarre form-fitting spacesuit stepped into her stall holding what looked like a staff with a flexible loop affixed to the end of it. It slowly stepped toward her, as cautiously as one might approach a spooked animal. "Human want a nice piece of kale? Yes you do! Yes you do! Who's a good human?" it asked, holding out a curly dark green leaf to her and shaking it temptingly."What the hell?" she yelled, fumbling with the pepper spray can and trying to figure out how to make it work, just as the loop at the end of the staff went down over her head and around her neck, cinching tight.Karen choked, clutching at the loop with one hand, trying to loosen it so she could breathe, and with the other she emptied the can of pepper spray into the hooded face of her attacker. She struggled wildly, but the staff with the loop effectively controlled her and prevented her from landing any punches or kicks on her attacker. As darkness started creeping in on her vision, the last thing she saw was the figure deeply inhale the cloud of pepper spray and hold its breath, then say in a choked voice, "Ready for transport, sir; and man, they've got some good shit down here;”The forgotten leaf of kale fell down next to where Karen's cheek was pressed against the filthy bathroom floor, and with what she feared was her dying breath she choked out, "I want; to see; the; Manager;”Karen's ne victim."I used kale, Sir. Worked like a charm. It's one of the most nutritionally dense materials on the planet, so naturally, it was irresistible," a larger Priamite said to Captain Hemsworth, as he stripped out of his protective suit in a small enclave, bathed in an undulating light.Captain Hemsworth nodded. "Good work, Commander Momoa. Decontaminate for a full four cycles and I want protective measures in place for all personnel. God knows what this thing is capable of when it wakes."Karen heard garbled voices nearby, but kept her eyes closed and tried to steady her breathing. What had happened? The air smelled odd; almost crackling with ozone and energy, like a storm coming. The ambient sounds of the room told her she was not in Snookers anymore. Probably human traffickers. She saw a whole show about it. The bastards kidnapped her and were going to sell her into sexual slavery; except that she wasn't a teenager. She was 51 years old. Nobody would pay for sex with her, much less risk a felony conviction for it. Any ransom demands sent to her husband were going to have disappointing results, as well. So, what was going on? Why was she here? The kids were in college and wouldn't even notice she was gone until Christmas came. Her friends; her passive-aggressive competitors, if she was being honest; they'd just assume she left in a huff and stiffed them on the lunch check. The cold, hard truth was: nobody cared about her anymore and she knew it. That meant, if she was going to get out of this, she would have to do it herself. Her cheek hurt where it had hit that disgusting bathroom floor and she reached her hand up to touch it. The voices yelped in alarm and Karen opened her eyes to see two figures backing away from the enclosure she was imprisoned in."Who the hell are you, and what have you done with my purse?" she yelled, pushing herself to her feet. She walked toward them, crossing her arms and glaring. "I want whoever is in charge over here right now! I mean it!" she yelled, pointing as she walked toward them. One of the figures screamed, clutched at his ears and doubled over, staggering around the room dramatically. The other, larger one she recognized from the restaurant bathroom was in some tanning-booth-looking-thing, half naked and gorgeous in a likely-sexual-predator kind of way. Rather than flailing around the room, he seemed to have gone into a catatonic trance. God, people were useless. "You! Himbo!" she shouted, pointing at him. "Where is my purse? Did you even think to get it when you kidnapped me, or am I going to miss my Ozempic shot? I hope to God you assholes have good lawyers!"The beefy kidnapper in the tanning booth wobbled, then vomited loudly. Karen snorted as he slid down to the floor, unconscious. Pathetic. The smaller figure dove toward a panel on the wall next to her enclosure and pressed a few buttons and she heard the ambient noise of her room change, like it was encased, somehow."I've muted it. It's become even stronger than before;” Captain Hemsworth gasped, helping Commander Momoa to his feet again."How are we going to get it back to Priam? We could choke it out again every time it awakens; give the privilege out as a reward to the crew?" Commander Momoa suggested eagerly."No," Captain Hemsworth said, coming closer to the force field separating him from the angry Karen still yelling and pointing from inside the enclosure. "The cumulative effects of throttling it constantly might affect its functioning. We need The Karen at full power if we are to rescue Priam. We need to keep it conscious. We must feed it, provide it breathing gasses, and keep it clean; it appears to be constantly decaying. That reminds me ; cleaning duty goes to Ensign Holland. He's still on my shit list after the incident with the Zendayans.""Aye, sir."Captain Hemsworth cleared his throat and pressed another button on the side panel. "Hail Karen, bringer of blessed flaccidity, destroyer of abhorrent lust, and banisher of all erotic thought. We are men of the planet Priam. We mean you no harm. We come to you seeking aid, and we come in peace. Actually, until we found you, we would come almost constantly. It was disgusting. Everything was sticky. You see, our enemies from Eros sent us the most perfect pornographic images disguised in an innocent-looking email attachment. Once they were seen, they could not be unseen. They were burned into our brains, cursing us with perpetual arousal. The first wave of Priamites were taken by surprise once they activated the link. The next wave fell victim when the first wave posted the link on their social media because it was just so unbelievably; anyway, after the rest of our population fell out of curiosity or boredom, our civilization was nearly destroyed. We have been searching the stars for a cure, but to no avail. Then, just as all hope seemed lost, we found you; we heard your voice; and our loins finally withered. You are now a guest on my ship, The Onan, en route to my homeworld Priam. There, we will deliver your noxious, strident sounds to everyone, freeing them from their intransigent arousal. Then, after we are assured that all have been cured, we shall return you to your home."At this, Karen made an unpleasant face and began breathing on the clear wall of her enclosure, fogging it. Then, she quickly wrote a short message. "What does it mean?" Commander Momoa said, squinting at the squiggling lines she had made.At this, the computer made a chirp and began speaking, "The message, from the American dialect of the language English translates to: Why didn't you just make a recording?"Captain Hemsworth's shoulders slumped and he closed his eyes with a sigh. Commander Momoa's eyes went wide and he clapped his hand over his face in exasperation. "Fuck;” Momoa said in realization. "A recording;”"Dammit. We didn't have to take her at all, did we?" Captain Hemsworth groaned.Karen glared at them and wrote another word on the wall. As certain as Captain Hemsworth was that he did not need or want the translation, the computer was already on the job. "'Dumbasses,'" the computer cheerfully intoned, "a colloquial phrase, plural of the insult 'dumbass,' meaning 'a foolish or stupid person.'""End translation. Yes, Karen, if we had thought to record your voice instead of kidnapping you, this might have been a much shorter story, and considerably less inconvenient, but as it is, we are closer to Priam than Earth at this point, and our course is set. We will bring you to Priam and then return you home. Perhaps kidnapping you was not the most well-considered solution, but I defy you to think clearly after constantly watching porn for eons and let me know if you do any better."Karen's new calling.Great; as if getting old wasn't insult enough, I've actually become an intergalactic sexual repellent, Karen thought to herself as she paced around her cell. A lifetime of trying to do things right, and this is what it gets me. She wasn't so surprised that there were aliens in the universe, or that they had somehow weaponized porn, but that with all their advancements they were still so stupid!Sighing, she closed her eyes and listened to the ambient sounds of her cell. Life had been so noisy, the last 30 years. Everyone needing her, pulling on her for one thing or another. No peace. Lately though, with the kids gone and Cal; otherwise occupied; life had gone silent. The silence that she had wished for held no peace when it finally came. It just reverberated with the memory of things that had left her behind, making her anxious to fill the emptiness with noise. Nothing came to lure her mind away from the silence, no pleasurable temptations; her duties were done and it felt wrong to do, or even think about, anything else. My god, she had been kidnapped, was flying through the galaxy, and was surrounded by beefcake aliens and she was still thinking about that stupid loose tile in the master bathroom; she needed to get it fixed before the house was sold.A slight sound outside her cell drew her attention. "Who's there?" Karen asked, softly, opening her eyes.A wide-eyed figure peered around the edge of her cell, moving with cautious curiosity. It seemed younger than the other ones. It moved with a sense of barely-restrained eagerness, adorable and earnest. It also held a curved sort of wand in its hand."Honey, if you're here to anally probe me, I'll pass. I already had a colonoscopy this year, I'll have them send you the records;” she murmured, not expecting an answer.After a pause as the figure listened to the translation, its large eyes got even wider. "Is that how you poop?" he asked."What?" she asked, looking more closely at the young alien."I'm supposed to clean your cell when you poop; but you haven't pooped yet; wait, do colonoscopies make you poop?" it asked, scandalized.Karen closed her eyes and shook her head, "No. Colonoscopies put a small camera up your ass so that we can pay a doctor to do what we were afraid aliens like you would do to us if we got drunk in cornfields too much. They don't make us poop. In fact; well, never mind;” she trailed off, embarrassed.She still had vivid memories of her first colonoscopy earlier in the year, drinking gallons of preparatory laxatives, and the resulting quality time with her phone on the toilet. It was an odd experience; not awful, but not one that she could talk to anyone about. Her friends only talked about their kids and their successes, or whose husband cheated on them with some young thing, viciously salivating over their friends' misery with barely concealed glee. Forget about talking through her fears about it with Cal; that wasn't something he was interested in. Not anymore.After the procedure, she had been scared and disoriented from the sedation. For whatever reason, Cal hadn't shown up to give her a ride home. The stupid clinic wouldn't let her leave until someone could drive her home and take care of her. She just sat there getting more and more anxious. Eventually, she called an Uber and begged Xabiib the driver to pretend to be her neighbor; or just someone who cared about her. She spent the ride home trying to say his name correctly while he chuckled and repeated it for her. It was so horrifyingly embarrassing. It's one thing to have no one care about you, but another thing to have the whole world know about it when you were helpless and confused.Tears had rolled down her cheeks and she absently wiped them off with her hand. The young alien sat up and craned his head to look at the liquid on her hand. Karen snorted, "At ease, Holland. It's not poop. You're not getting anything out of me unless you have some heavy-duty magnesium supplements or yogurt."Holland's eyes went wide, "Are humans telepathic???" he gasped. "How did you know my name? Wow, that's so cool! Do it again! What am I thinking about now?"Karen suppressed a smile. Closing her eyes, she pressed her fingers to her temples and swayed from side to side, mysteriously. "I see something; something in the mist; something about; could it be; no, it makes no sense. Is it; a Zen; Zendayan? Does that make any sense to you?" she asked.Holland dropped his curved instrument in shock. "Yes! Yes! We just met them! We negotiated with them for supplies! I was there to carry stuff and; and;” he paused, shrinking in on himself a bit. "They are so beautiful. The Zendayans? So beautiful; and super nice; and just; like wow; I was supposed to just stand there until they were done with the talking and bowing and stuff, but they were just like so beautiful.""Well, what happened?" Karen asked."Captain introduced me and I bowed to them. I was feeling dizzy because, you know, their beautifulness just keeps radiating off them. Then; then; the most beautiful of them; she smiled." Holland stared at nothing, immersed in the memory, then wobbled, tipped over, and lay on the floor staring at the ceiling.Karen bit her lips in amusement. "I see. What did you do then?""I; I; I started talking and then I just couldn't stop because I was just trying to say how beautiful she was and how it just made my mind explode when she smiled and then I might have peed on the floor.""Oh dear," Karen said, cringing in sympathy. "We don't always put forward the face we want to when we are in our feelings, do we?" she said, quietly."Yeah; I've been cleaning poop ever since;” Holland sighed. After a while he sat back up, picked up the curved instrument and began twirling it in his hands. "So, like; what about you? Have you always made horrible noises?" he asked.Karen huffed, but then she saw the oblivious earnestness in Holland's face and sighed. "No; I wasn't always; like this. In fact, until about 30 years ago, I made beautiful noises. I was a pianist," she said."But, wait, they said you were a female;” Holland said, confused."Pee, an, ist," Karen repeated slowly. "I played the piano. It's an instrument; I was a musician. I was a student at Juilliard. It's a school on Earth; it was like a dream to even get in. I was on a scholarship, living in this shoddy apartment with my roommate Dana;” she trailed off, thinking about those days when everything seemed possible."Wait! Are you remembering?" Holland asked, breaking her reverie. "Can I remember it, too? Nobody wants to remember with me ever since the Zendayans, so I'm just left with my own memories and it gets so boring.""What are you talking about?""Well, it's kinda like; um; let me just show you. Computer, scan The Karen and project her memories," Holland ordered. A humming noise filled the room and a beam of light shot out of the wall and passed over her several times. Suddenly, her cell transformed into her shoddy apartment in Newark, New Jersey."Oh my gosh; it's just like it," Karen gasped looking around."Humans dream of getting into this?" Holland said, scrutinizing a cockroach scurrying along the floor."No, silly. This was our apartment across the river. We lived here when we weren't at school. Dana and I moved off campus in our second year. We took jobs on the side through an agency. That was when;” she sat down and a phone in the apartment's bedroom began ringing.A long, pale arm reached out of a pile of blankets on the bed and grabbed the phone. "Hullo?" Dana mumbled. A voice on the phone sounded irate. "Yeah, I'm almost there," she said and hung up.

Donald Trump has sought to downplay his public spat with Elon Musk, which erupted days after he left the president's administration. In an interview after hours of sparring, Mr Trump said things were 'going very well'. White House aides are reported to have arranged a call between the two men to broker a peace.Also, we'll talk to the Danish politician who wants the European Union to ban children under the age of 15 from accessing social media.And Jane Birkin's original Hermès bag to go on sale in Paris. (Photo credit: Reuters)

June 6, 2025 Hour 3 Bob Pockrass & Herm Edwards.  Bob talks about the NASCAR court case.  Herm talks the NFL.

What a Weird Week gets you caught up on the odd/ interesting/ strange/ fun and weird news that happened this week. Ten stories in 15 minutes!See https://www.shownotes.page or "What a Weird Week" where you get podcasts/ incl YouTube.Hi friends, I'm Scott and this is What a Weird Week, a look at the odd, interesting, strange, fun and weird stories that made news this week. See bottom of shownotes page for a transcript of the podcast episode.  To Subscribe/ get in touch/ other see www.shownotes.page. Thanks for rating and reviewing! These are the shownotes for Season 6, Ep 23 first published Fri June 6, 2025 #weird #news #odd #fun #Interesting #strange #whataweirdweek #podcast10 Planet Saving!? Plastic that breaks down in sea water. https://www.reuters.com/sustainability/climate-energy/scientists-japan-develop-plastic-that-dissolves-seawater-within-hours-2025-06-04/ 9 Missing Flight Attendant Found in Airplane Bathroom Having Fun https://onemileatatime.com/news/british-airways-flight-attendant-arrested-dancing-naked-flight/ 8 Work From Home/ Office Supply Hack https://x.com/BrianRoemmele/status/1925648371508810182 7 Very Expensive Cocktail is Served in a Hermès Birkin bag https://www.tiktok.com/@mister.lewis/video/7506354506444098847 6 Should This Be the New Version of Hot Ones? Hot Peppers in Wine might be a Thing https://www.foodandwine.com/jalapenos-sauvignon-blanc-trend-11745102 5 Are you an anxious kisser? https://nypost.com/2025/06/02/health/how-kissing-can-actually-spread-depression-and-anxiety-study/ *This story discusses with depression and anxiety. If you need help see https://www.crisistextline.org/ or also https://www.nami.org/ and also https://www.canada.ca/en/public-health/services/mental-health-services/mental-health-get-help.html 4 Ladies accused of doing saucy dance at UNESCO World Heritage Site receive sentencing. https://nypost.com/2025/05/31/lifestyle/five-women-slammed-for-viral-pole-dancing-at-greek-palace/ 3 Happy Babies like your singing https://studyfinds.org/lullabies-soothe-boost-babys-mood/ 2 AI fails exam, world reacts https://studyfinds.org/ai-models-flunk-graduate-history-exam/ also AI is just people https://www.dexerto.com/entertainment/ai-company-files-for-bankruptcy-after-being-exposed-as-700-human-engineers-3208136/ HM Headsup re Strawberry Moon which will be swinging unusually low https://dailygalaxy.com/2025/06/june-full-moon-will-be-lowest-in-decades/ and also https://www.livescience.com/space/the-moon/strawberry-moon-2025-junes-full-moon-is-about-to-break-an-annual-record 1 Sidney Sweeney's bathwater being sold as soap. https://www.today.com/video/sydney-sweeney-is-releasing-soap-that-contains-her-bathwater-240710213881

The bromance has ended. Tesla tanks, Circle soars, and gold gets the Hermès touch. Hosted by Michelle Martin this episode dissects Tesla’s dramatic $152B market cap loss amid a Trump-Musk feud that now involves SpaceX and the White House. We spotlight Circle’s explosive IPO, Laopu Gold’s luxury-led stock surge, and Microsoft’s climb to new highs. Standard Chartered rewrites savings rules, and STI movers include Yangzijiang Shipbuilding and Genting Singapore. Featured companies: Tesla, SpaceX, Microsoft, Circle, Laopu Gold, Standard Chartered, Brown-Forman, Acrophyte Hospitality Trust, Yangzijiang Shipbuilding, Genting Singapore, Wilmar International. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

¿Qué es el New Age? ¿Cuál es su relación con el Kybalión? Este texto, que en principio se autodenomina hermético, es en realidad parte de un nuevo movimiento que se dio en la espiritualidad occidental, pero que no tenía mucho que ver con las tradiciones más antiguas. En mi nuevo libro "Los caminos de la magia" de Editorial Kier exploro estas contradicciones y cómo estamos atravesando la espiritualidad actual en la era digital, trazando un puente entre lo antiguo y lo actual.Gracias a Caro (instagram.com/mundodraca) por recibirme en su espacio para esta entrevista.Pueden encontrarme en todas mis redes como  @melknarik  (instagram.com/melknarik)Suscribete y dale like para seguir aprendiendo sobre magia.#brujas #magia #kybalion #witch #nuevopensamiento #metafisica #leydeatraccion

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En este episodio de Pesos Pesados, contamos con la visita especial de Antonio Castañer, miembro de la cuarta generación de la prestigiosa familia Castañer, una de las marcas de calzado más icónicas y reconocidas a nivel mundial. Desde su fundación en 1927 en España, Castañer ha fusionado artesanía tradicional con innovación y colaboración con grandes marcas de la moda como Hermès, Paul Smith, Etro y Manolo Blahnik, posicionándose como un referente del calzado premium y de diseño.Antonio nos comparte la historia familiar, los desafíos de escalar un negocio centenario, las claves para mantener la calidad y el valor en el mercado internacional, y las estrategias para mantener la esencia de la marca en un entorno global competitivo. Además, conversamos sobre las colaboraciones en pasarelas, la expansión en tiendas propias y en retail de lujo, y los valores que sustentan a Castañer como una marca que ha sabido reinventarse sin perder su identidad.¡No te pierdas esta inspiradora entrevista llena de historia, visión empresarial y consejos para el crecimiento de negocios familiares!

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Hermógenes y Artemio hablan sobre la vida de un Papa benévolo, dulce y manso.

Tobias Kramer wirft zum Monatsende einen Solo-Blick auf das Echtgeld.tv-Depot – und der hat es in sich! Vier spannende Aktien stehen im Fokus:

This episode of Nina’s What’s Trending dives into the most jaw-dropping luxury lifestyle headlines of the moment. First up: A Miami steakhouse is serving a $33,000 cocktail—but the price tag isn’t just for the drink. It includes a genuine Hermès Birkin bag. Can’t swing that? You can still order the same drink (minus the bag) for $150. Still steep. Then, five women visiting Greece are arrested for using a historic landmark as a stripper pole during a social media stunt. Let this be a lesson: ancient ruins are not your personal stage. And finally, a new profession is trending among the wealthy—wealth therapists. These high-priced professionals help the ultra-rich cope with guilt, boundaries, and the stress of being asked for money by friends and family. Nina's What's Trending is your daily dose of the hottest headlines, viral moments, and must-know stories from The Jubal Show! From celebrity gossip and pop culture buzz to breaking news and weird internet trends, Nina’s got you covered with everything trending right now. She delivers it with wit, energy, and a touch of humor. Stay in the know and never miss a beat—because if it’s trending, Nina’s talking about it! This is just a tiny piece of The Jubal Show. You can find every podcast we have, including the full show every weekday right here…➡︎ https://thejubalshow.com/podcasts The Jubal Show is everywhere, and also these places: Website ➡︎ https://thejubalshow.com Instagram ➡︎ https://instagram.com/thejubalshow X/Twitter ➡︎ https://twitter.com/thejubalshow Tiktok ➡︎ https://www.tiktok.com/@the.jubal.show Facebook ➡︎ https://facebook.com/thejubalshow YouTube ➡︎ https://www.youtube.com/@JubalFresh Support the show: https://the-jubal-show.beehiiv.com/subscribeSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

La BBC visita la fábrica de semiconductores que Trump quiere convertir en la piedra fundacional de la "edad de oro" de Estados Unidos.

Az előfizetők (de csak a Belső kör és Közösség csomagok tulajdonosai!) már szombat hajnalban hozzájutnak legfrissebb epizódunk teljes verziójához. A hétfőn publikált, ingyen meghallgatható verzió tíz perccel rövidebb. Itt írtunk arról, hogy tudod meghallgatni a teljes adást. Mostantól nézni is lehet ám! A videós Borízű hosszabb, előfizetői változata szombatonként a 444-en megjelenő cikkben, az ingyenes, rövidebb verziót hétfőn töltjük fel a YouTube-ra. És akkor a tartalom tartalma: 00:30 Isten nem ver vőfélybottal. A Magyar Péter-időszámítás. Winkler Róbert a Partizánban. A Ferrari jelentősége a NER-ben és a világban. Gucci, Prada és Hermés. 05:57 A Hummer halálának okai. Big Shaq big járműve. 08:13 Szolgálati közlemények: lesz élő, van merch. Pontosan mikor tiltanak be? Sulyok Tamás visszaviszi a kredencet a Mazsihisznek. 11:48 Dicséret Uj Péternek a jogászkodó autokráciáért, amit nem is ő talált ki. Winkler Róbert a Teljes Terjedelemben rágalmazta Bede Mártont, de most elnézést kér. 14:55 Séta Magyar Péterrel. Alliteráció Gandhival. A megfelelő szakaszválasztás. Magyar Péter pocakja. 19:19 Tokaszalonna és egy szakajtó pogácsa. A pillecukor-kísérlet Kamerunban. Fotósfitness és újságírófitness. Spartathlon. 24:38 Léteznek kiábrándult fideszesek. Orbánnak nemsokára döntenie kell: bekeményít vagy elengedi a hatalmat. Út a politikai erőszakba. Aktuális autósüldözés néhány forintért. 29:32 Incelek a sportpályákon. Ashton Hall, a kámzsás fitnessunfluenszer. 33:39Incelkategóriák. Lábszáreltörés, hajbaeültetés, looksmaxxing. Mar-a-Lago face. Brazil fenék, török haj, orosz ajak. 37:37 Választás Romániában. Lehet, hogy néha érdemes belenyúlni demokráciába. Nicusor Dan két győzelme a matekolimpián. 41:02 Uj Pétert megalázta egy bikinis nő, majd karambolozott. Madness-póló az NBA-ben. 45:20 Belga: Nemzeti dal. Nirvana: Live at the Paramount Theatre. Öreg punkok fesztiválja. Anti-Nowhere League: So What. Charlie Harper 80. születésnapja. 51:41 Szombaton este tízkor Felcsúton tali. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Nyligen gick Hermès aktiekurs om lyxkonglomeratet LVMH:s. Varför går det så bra för det franska lyxmärket medan det går sämre för många andra? Lyssna på alla avsnitt i Sveriges Radio Play. I veckans Samtal med Stil diskuterar Susanne Ljung och Samanda Ekman det franska lyxmärket Hermès och dess historia. Varför är familjen bakom företaget så hemliga av sig? Och hur kommer det sig att fotografen Helmut Newton kallade Hermés för ”den dyraste och lyxigaste sexshopen i världen”?

Quinto, Hermógenes y Artemio hablan sobre un Papa demasiado bueno.

Podcast Mayhem 004 - Com Leo Lousada - As Sete Leis Herméticas https://projetomayhem.com.br/ O vídeo desta conversa está disponível em: https://youtu.be/ThaLzNy8RZ4 Bate Papo Mayhem é um projeto extra desbloqueado nas Metas do Projeto Mayhem.  Todas as 3as, 5as e Sabados as 21h os coordenadores do Projeto Mayhem batem papo com algum convidado sobre Temas escolhidos pelos membros, que participam ao vivo da conversa, podendo fazer perguntas e colocações. Os vídeos ficam disponíveis para os membros e são liberados para o público em geral duas vezes por semana, às segundas e quintas feiras e os áudios são editados na forma de podcast e liberados uma vez por semana. Faça parte do projeto Mayhem: https://www.catarse.me/tdc

En el Radar Empresarial de hoy analizamos el recorte de plantilla que anunció este miércoles Burberry. La compañía de moda británica despedirá a 1700 trabajadores en puestos de todo el mundo. Supone una quinta parte de su plantilla mundial. Es la forma que tiene su CEO desde julio del año pasado, Joshua Schulman, de darle la vuelta a la difícil situación financiera que atraviesa la compañía desde hace tiempo. Sus resultados del primer trimestre confirman esta deriva. Perdió 75 millones en el año fiscal y redujo su beneficio operativo un 94%. De los 418 millones del mismo periodo del año anterior a 26 millones en estos tres primeros meses. A pesar de esto, el valor fue el más destacado dentro del London Stock Exchange. Al mercado le gustó el recorte de plantilla y los resultados aunque peores que el año pasado, superaron las previsiones de los analistas. Todo esto hizo que sus títulos subieran un 17%. Para Miguel Méndez, analista independiente, la compañía lo “había pasado muy mal en 2023”, por lo que estas noticias de recortes “siempre son bienvenidas”. 2023 fue el principio de una crisis que se extiende hasta hoy. A finales de ese año, el mercado ya advertía que la marca iba a sufrir con la desaceleración post pandemia que afectó a muchas marcas de lujo, incluida la británica. Ya entonces, sus ejecutivos aseguraban que era muy difícil cumplir con los objetivos anuales de ventas. 2024 confirmó la tendencia. El año pasado el contexto mundial atizó con fuerza a las marcas exclusivas europeas, que sufrieron como pocas el descenso en el consumo de China, gran comprador de casas como Hermés, Kering o Louis Vuitton. En el horizonte aparecían soluciones como ser adquirida por Moncler, pero la compañía optó por cambiar las cosas desde dentro: en julio de 2024 es nombrado CEO Joshua Schulman. Lleva ligado a la moda 30 años y en su amplío currículum destaca elevar a los altares y poner en el mapa a la marca Jimmy Choo. Schulman es el hombre elegido para llevar a cabo esta reestructuración que devuelva a los días de gloria a la exclusiva marca. Está claro que la moda es cíclica y para Schulman la clave es “reinventarse”. Sí Burberry puede mutar en Ave Fénix puede empezar con comienzos como los de ayer. El valor fue el más atractivo del London Stock Exchange, índice eso sí, al que tuvo que mudarse después de ser expulsado del FTSE 100. Entonces, la pérdida de la mitad del valor de sus acciones hizo que el Índice la cambiara por la aseguradora Hiscox. ¿Volverá Burberry a cotizar en la bolsa de referencia británica?

In this episode, I share my conversation with Roberts Rurans, a Latvia-based illustrator who creates all his work using traditional materials — literally painting his images with acrylics. When Roberts talks about his brushes, he means the actual ones lying on his table, not virtual tools in a menu! His process is physical, full of quirks, accidents, and unexpected moments — and yet, his work feels fresh and totally at home in today's digital illustration landscape.Roberts has worked with clients like Hermès, Nike, Apple, and Coca-Cola, but his artistic integrity shines through no matter the project. In our conversation, we talk about evolving your style, the tension between old and new work, the difference between art and design, and what it's really like to work 100% analog in a mostly digital world.Toward the end, Roberts answers questions submitted by my Patreon supporters — including whether he secretly uses any digital tools (you'll have to listen to find out). I wrap things up with some community notes and another “Embarrassing Story of the Episode,” featuring me, a trail run, some hikers caught unawares, and a well-placed band-aid.IN THIS EPISODEHow Roberts Rurans keeps his fully analog style feeling freshThoughts on evolving your style without disowning the pastThe line between art and design in illustrationAnalog tools vs. digital tools — which gives you the edge?PLUS - Embarrassing Moment of the Episode: Shirtless in the ForestSHOW LINKSRoberts Rurans on Instagram – https://www.instagram.com/robertsruransRoberts's website – https://www.robertsrurans.comHOW TO SUPPORTShare this episode with your friends!Like/Subscribe/Follow/Comment/ReviewBecome a $3 Supporter or $8 Drawing Buddy on Patreon. Visit http://patreon.com/tomfroese to learn more.BECOME A DRAWING BUDDYLive, monthly Draw With Me meetupsAll past DWMs available as replaysExclusive access to the DWM Discord Serverhttp://patreon.com/tomfroeseFIND ME ELSEWHEREWork and Classes - http://www.tomfroese.comInstagram - http://www.instagram.com/mrtomfroeseDaily Drawings - http://www.instagram.com/drawingisimportantCREDITSMusic and Cues by Mark Allan Falk - http://www.linktr.ee/semiathletic

Step into the booming world of pre-loved designer handbags with Evey Amery, founder of EveysPreLoved, the London-based luxury consignment business redefining what “sustainable fashion” really means.

Let me know your thoughts about the podcast. Thank you for listening!Your ego is not your amigo, especially when it comes to relationships. This profound truth reveals itself in the cars we choose, the homes we occupy, the titles we pursue, and perhaps most importantly, the partners we select. Too often, we're drawn to someone not because they offer genuine connection, but because they enhance our image or status – think of wealthy older men with partners decades their junior, relationships built more on ego fulfillment than soulful connection.When we lack self-esteem, we desperately seek external validation. The $450,000 Hermès Birkin bag phenomenon perfectly illustrates this principle. Despite identical alternatives available for a fraction of the price, some people willingly pay huge sums for these status symbols. Why? Primarily to feed the ego's insatiable appetite for external validation.When we allow our ego to dictate our choices, focusing attention on ourselves rather than our partners, relationship problems inevitably arise. By recognizing and resisting ego-driven urges, we dramatically improve our chances of finding and maintaining genuine love. Remember, in the quest for passionate, authentic relationships, your ego truly is not your amigo.

Lily Froehlicher inherited a love of luxury from her mother and a passion for travel from her father—interests that shaped her desire to create beautiful experiences for others. After studying in Paris, Shanghai, and London, and gaining experience at Hermès and Chanel, she joined Invisible Collection at its inception. Now Managing Director, she leads the online platform connecting design lovers with handmade, limited-edition furniture by top global designers. A strong advocate for sustainability, Lily believes true luxury should be both beautiful and responsible. Listen in as Vince and Lily discuss Invisible Collection’s NYC debut in an apartment designed by Pierre Yovanovitch, French craftsmanship, and the unique differences between French and American interior design. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Wetenschappers hebben een manier gevonden om T. Rex-leer te maken. Kan je dan binnenkort bij Louis Vuitton of Hermès terecht voor een handtas in dinoleer? Verder hebben we het over Apple dat de controle wat verliest over zijn App Store, over ChatGPT dat begon zodanig hard aan te vleien dat het gevaarlijk werd en over het DNA-onderzoek van Gregor Mendel, de vader van de genetica.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

In der heutigen Folge von „Alles auf Aktien“ sprechen die Finanzjournalisten Anja Ettel und Daniel Eckert über die Magie der Mausaktie Disney, Insolvenz einer Diät-Ikone und den stoischen Kurs der Fed. Außerdem geht es um Alphabet, Nvidia, Uber, Charles River Laboratories, Hensoldt, Fresenius, Vonovia, Carl Zeiss Meditec, Eli Lilly, Novo Nordisk, WeightWatchers, Volkswagen, Mercedes, BMW, Ferrari, Nvidia, Meta Platforms, Microsoft, Altria, Saudi-Aramco, AppLovin, ConocoPhillips, CNOOC, Investor AB, Arista Networks, Visa, Blackstone, KKR, Pinduoduo, Investor AB, Hermès, Münchener Rück, Allianz, Deutsche Telekom, SAP, MicroStrategy und Vertex Pharmaceuticals. Wir freuen uns an Feedback über aaa@welt.de. Ab sofort gibt es noch mehr "Alles auf Aktien" bei WELTplus und Apple Podcasts – inklusive aller Artikel der Hosts und AAA-Newsletter.[ Hier bei WELT.](https://www.welt.de/podcasts/alles-auf-aktien/plus247399208/Boersen-Podcast-AAA-Bonus-Folgen-Jede-Woche-noch-mehr-Antworten-auf-Eure-Boersen-Fragen.html) [Hier] (https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6zxjyJpTMunyYCY6F7vHK1?si=8f6cTnkEQnmSrlMU8Vo6uQ) findest Du die Samstagsfolgen Klassiker-Playlist auf Spotify! Disclaimer: Die im Podcast besprochenen Aktien und Fonds stellen keine spezifischen Kauf- oder Anlage-Empfehlungen dar. Die Moderatoren und der Verlag haften nicht für etwaige Verluste, die aufgrund der Umsetzung der Gedanken oder Ideen entstehen. Hörtipps: Für alle, die noch mehr wissen wollen: Holger Zschäpitz können Sie jede Woche im Finanz- und Wirtschaftspodcast "Deffner&Zschäpitz" hören. Außerdem bei WELT: Im werktäglichen Podcast „Das bringt der Tag“ geben wir Ihnen im Gespräch mit WELT-Experten die wichtigsten Hintergrundinformationen zu einem politischen Top-Thema des Tages. +++ Werbung +++ Du möchtest mehr über unsere Werbepartner erfahren? [**Hier findest du alle Infos & Rabatte!**](https://linktr.ee/alles_auf_aktien) Impressum: https://www.welt.de/services/article7893735/Impressum.html Datenschutz: https://www.welt.de/services/article157550705/Datenschutzerklaerung-WELT-DIGITAL.html

This is a free preview of a paid episode. To hear more, visit cocomocoe.substack.comThe 2025 Met Gala is more than fashion's biggest night—it's a blueprint for branding through exclusivity, mystique, and cultural impact. In this episode of Ahead of the Curve, I unpack what makes the Met Gala such a powerful case study in marketing—and why this year's theme is one of the most important in recent history.TIME STAMPS + TOPICS:* Introduction + the History of the Met Gala - 0:00* Anna Wintour's Takeover - 5:42* Princess Diana's Influence on the Met Gala - 8:05* The Rise of Themes at the Met - 10:04* The Met Gala in the 2000's - 12:14* The Met Gala in the 2010's Digital Age - 16:25* How does one get invited to the Met Gala - 19:31* First time attendees of 2024 — 22:07* Specific Rules of the Met Gala — 25:35PAID PORTION AT COCOMOCOE.SUBSTACK.COM/PODCAST* The Art of Exclusivity in Branding — 28:19** What New Faces Will We See in 2025 — 40:55* A-List Celebs Who Have Not Attended the Met Gala — 53:03

En este episodio comenzamos comentando cómo vivimos el “apagón” que tuvo lugar en Madrid y en varios países de Europa.Hablamos del auge de la belleza con personalidad: celebrities con rostros no convencionales y carismáticos, y de cómo el culto al carisma puede convertirse en un pilar del marketing en un contexto dominado por la saturación mediática.También conversamos sobre Hermès, que ha alcanzado un récord en valor de mercado en tiempos complicados, y analizamos su estrategia: mitología, artesanía, deseo social…Por último, cerramos con nuestro consultorio, respondiendo a varias de vuestras preguntas.

Ready to decode the secret sauce of getting dressed? In this episode of Wisdom from the Wardrobe, the style squad breaks down the Art of the Outfit Formula—a repeatable way to make stylish choices that actually fit your lifestyle (and your closet). From the viral 3-3-3 outfit method to tried-and-true styling shortcuts like choosing a hero piece, adding a “completer,” and finishing with your signature flair, we walk you through how to craft looks that feel effortless—not algorithmic. And in this week's “In the News” segment, Bec breaks down what luxury price hikes (yes, even Hermès!) mean for fashion fans and brand earnings—no econ degree required. Whether you're stuck in a closet rut or just want to build better looks without overthinking it, this episode adds style logic to your wardrobe magic. Hit play for a formula worth repeating—and wearing. Happy Styling!

ESPN's Herm Edwards joins the show to break down his favorite draft picks from last weekend. Herm also tells us why doesn't think Travis Hunter should play both ways. To learn more about listener data and our privacy practices visit: https://www.audacyinc.com/privacy-policy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit https://podcastchoices.com/adchoices

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The Héroïne agency is young, created in the midst of the Covid pandemic, when everyone was predicting the death of physical stores in favor of digital. The founders of Héroïne are convinced that the opposite is true. However, brands must evolve and no longer focus solely on transactions, but on people and their emotions. They have therefore built their agency around a cornerstone: the R.O.X.TM method, which stands for “Return on eXperience.” They work with clients ranging from DNVBs (Digital Vertical Brands) such as Horace to luxury houses such as Cartier, CHANEL, Hermès, and Amouage, for whom they design stores around the world. Discover the Amouage collection, which combines architecture and storytelling, in this podcast.Image teaser © Amouage, Flagship Amouage Mascate Sound engineering : Bastien Michel___If you like the podcast do not hesitate:. to subscribe so you don't miss the next episodes,. to leave us stars and a comment :-),. to follow us on Instagram @comdarchipodcast to find beautiful images, always chosen with care, so as to enrich your view on the subject.Nice week to all of you ! Hébergé par Acast. Visitez acast.com/privacy pour plus d'informations.

No dia 14 de abril de 2025, o TikTok virou campo de batalha: vídeos de fabricantes chineses revelando os bastidores da produção de marcas de luxo como Hermès e Gucci viralizaram e abalaram a indústria. O fenômeno "Trade War TikTok" escancarou como símbolos de status são fabricados e vendidos. Transparência virou arma na guerra comercial entre EUA e China. Afinal, estamos pagando pelo quê?See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

No dia 14 de abril de 2025, o TikTok virou campo de batalha: vídeos de fabricantes chineses revelando os bastidores da produção de marcas de luxo como Hermès e Gucci viralizaram e abalaram a indústria. O fenômeno "Trade War TikTok" escancarou como símbolos de status são fabricados e vendidos. Transparência virou arma na guerra comercial entre EUA e China. Afinal, estamos pagando pelo quê?See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

In the latest episode of the Remarkable Retail podcast, hosts Michael LeBlanc and Steve Dennis deliver a powerhouse episode split between urgent retail news and a highly anticipated interview with returning guest Andrew Lipsman, Founder & Chief Analyst Media, Ads + Commerce, one of the world's foremost authorities on retail media networks.The episode opens with a comprehensive review of the week's most pressing economic developments. The retail industry faces mounting challenges as tariffs continue to disrupt supply chains and pricing strategies. Cross-border tourism is in sharp decline—down 37% from Canada alone—impacting major cities like New York, Miami, and San Francisco. Chair of the Federal Reserve Jay Powell warned that proposed tariffs could trigger slower growth and higher inflation, further rattling markets.The retail response? Stockpiling. Sales of big-ticket items like furniture and autos are surging as consumers rush to beat looming price hikes. Shein and Temu are already raising prices and cutting back on U.S. advertising, signalling early effects of lost de minimis exemptions. Meanwhile, luxury brands such as Hermès are increasing prices. The news also covers Ulta's paused Target expansion, sluggish leasing activity in retail real estate, and IKEA's increasing bet on small-format stores.Shifting gears, the second half of the episode features the first part of an in-depth conversation with Andrew Lipsman, who offers a masterclass on the growth and complexity of retail media networks. Andrew traces the emergence of retail media as the “third wave” of digital advertising—following search (Google) and social (Meta)—and explains how closed-loop measurement and first-party data are transforming the economics of media buying.He explores how retail media isn't just stealing share from traditional platforms but unlocking new advertiser segments, particularly among third-party sellers and challenger brands. Andrew also tackles common criticisms, including the effectiveness of point-of-purchase ads and the often-misunderstood ROAS metric.With retailers like Amazon and Walmart now generating billions in high-margin revenue through media, Andrew argues that retail media is not just an ancillary channel — it's fast becoming a core growth engine.This episode is a must-listen for retailers, marketers, and media professionals seeking clarity on the headwinds of today's economy and the structural shifts reshaping the future of retail. About UsSteve Dennis is a strategic advisor and keynote speaker focused on growth and innovation, who has also been named one of the world's top retail influencers. He is the bestselling authro of two books: Leaders Leap: Transforming Your Company at the Speed of Disruption and Remarkable Retail: How To Win & Keep Customers in the Age of Disruption. Steve regularly shares his insights in his role as a Forbes senior retail contributor and on social media.Michael LeBlanc is the president and founder of M.E. LeBlanc & Company Inc, a senior retail advisor, keynote speaker and now, media entrepreneur. He has been on the front lines of retail industry change for his entire career. Michael has delivered keynotes, hosted fire-side discussions and participated worldwide in thought leadership panels, most recently on the main stage in Toronto at Retail Council of Canada's Retail Marketing conference with leaders from Walmart & Google. He brings 25+ years of brand/retail/marketing & eCommerce leadership experience with Levi's, Black & Decker, Hudson's Bay, CanWest Media, Pandora Jewellery, The Shopping Channel and Retail Council of Canada to his advisory, speaking and media practice.Michael produces and hosts a network of leading retail trade podcasts, including the award-winning No.1 independent retail industry podcast in America, Remarkable Retail with his partner, Dallas-based best-selling author Steve Dennis; Canada's top retail industry podcast The Voice of Retail and Canada's top food industry and one of the top Canadian-produced management independent podcasts in the country, The Food Professor with Dr. Sylvain Charlebois from Dalhousie University in Halifax.Rethink Retail has recognized Michael as one of the top global retail experts for the fourth year in a row, Thinkers 360 has named him on of the Top 50 global thought leaders in retail, RTIH has named him a top 100 global though leader in retail technology and Coresight Research has named Michael a Retail AI Influencer. If you are a BBQ fan, you can tune into Michael's cooking show, Last Request BBQ, on YouTube, Instagram, X and yes, TikTok.Michael is available for keynote presentations helping retailers, brands and retail industry insiders explaining the current state and future of the retail industry in North America and around the world.

Send us a textMoney talks, but what would it say about you if you suddenly had millions? That's the question that drives this hilarious, thought-provoking conversation about wealth, luxury, and our deepest financial fantasies.We kick things off with a revelation that's rocking the fashion world—Chinese manufacturers are now selling "designer" items for pennies on the dollar, confirming what we've long suspected about luxury markups. When an $80,000 handbag costs under $2,000 to produce, who's really getting played? This leads us down a rabbit hole of absurd luxury purchases, from $38,000 Hermès bags to a one-of-a-kind $6 million Bugatti with custom Hermès leather interior.The heart of our discussion explores what we'd actually do with life-changing money. Would you splurge on a Lamborghini or stick with American muscle cars? Is $10 million enough to walk away from your job forever, or do you need $100 million to truly feel secure? We get brutally honest about our "F*** You Money" numbers and the bad decisions we might make if financial constraints disappeared overnight.Things get real when we imagine waking up to find $123 million suddenly in our bank accounts. The reactions range from panic attacks to outrageous spending fantasies, revealing how unprepared most of us are for sudden extreme wealth. Between fits of laughter, we stumble upon some genuine wisdom about post-wealth clarity and the importance of knowing yourself before the money changes everything around you.Whether you're playing the lottery this weekend or just daydreaming about financial freedom, this episode offers both entertainment and unexpected insight into how we value money, status, and the things we think will make us happy. Give it a listen, then ask yourself: what would YOUR first move be with $123 million?Thanks for listening to the Nobody's Talking Podcast. Follow us on Twitter: (nobodystalking1), Instagram : (nobodystalkingpodcast) and email us at (nobodystalkingpodcast@gmail.com) Thank you!

Episode 562: Neal and Toby talk about the latest chapter in the US-China trade war, with China holding out on two things: rare earth minerals and Boeing deliveries. Then, Mark Zuckerberg takes the stand in the trial against the FTC where old emails are being dubbed the ‘smoking gun'. Also, LVMH loses its crown to Hermès in market cap. Plus, Twitter founder Jack Dorsey and Elon Musk agree on something: IP law should be deleted. Do they have a strong case? Finally, American Airlines offers free WI-FI, OpenAI's naming flubs, and the baseball to photographer career path. Subscribe to Morning Brew Daily for more of the news you need to start your day. Share the show with a friend, and leave us a review on your favorite podcast app. Visit https://planetoat.com/ to learn more! Listen to Morning Brew Daily Here: https://link.chtbl.com/MBD Watch Morning Brew Daily Here: https://www.youtube.com/@MorningBrewDailyShow How much progress have we made this year: https://year-progress.cnln.dev/ 00:00 - Year in Progress 03:00 - China Makes a Move vs US 07:40 - Meta vs the FTC 12:35 - LVMH Sto Drops 17:40 - IP Law Debate 21:45 - Headlines  Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Through her “archaeology of the future” design approach, the Lebanese-born, Paris-based architect Lina Ghotmeh has firmly established herself as a humanist who brings a profound awareness of past, present, and presence to all that she does. In the two decades since winning her breakthrough commission—the Estonian National Museum in Tartu—her practice has taken off, with Ghotmeh swiftly becoming one today's fastest-rising architectural stars. Just a week after we recorded this episode of Time Sensitive, she was named the winner of a competition to design the British Museum's Western Range and, shortly after that, she was announced as the architect of the new Qatar Pavilion in the historic Giardini of Venice; she is also the designer of the Bahrain Pavilion at the just-opened 2025 Osaka Expo. Across her high-touch, high-craft projects, whether a brick-clad Hermès leather-goods workshop in Normandy, France, completed in 2023; the timber-framed 2023 Serpentine Pavilion in London; or the concrete-walled Stone Garden apartment tower (2020) in Beirut, Ghotmeh celebrates the hand.On the episode, Ghotmeh reflects on the long-view, across-time qualities of her work and outlines what she believes is architecture's role in shaping a better world ahead.Special thanks to our Season 11 presenting sponsor, L'École, School of Jewelry Arts.Show notes:Lina Ghotmeh[5:01] “The Shape of Time: Remarks on the History of Things”[5:01] George Kubler[5:01] Trevor Paglen[8:41] “The Long View: Why We Need to Transform How the World Sees Time”[8:41] Tim Ingold[11:15] “Windows of Light”[11:15] “Lecture: Lina Ghotmeh”[12:06] Beatriz Colomina[12:06] “Are We Human?”[19:58] Gaston Bachelard[24:04] Olga de Amaral[24:04] Cartier Foundation[24:04] Juhani Pallasmaa[24:04] “The Eyes of the Skin”[26:39] Luis Barragán[31:09] Stone Garden (2020)[31:09] Hermès Workshops (2023)[36:36] Peter Zumthor[36:36] “Atmospheres”[41:53] Khalil Khouri[44:51] Jean Nouvel[44:51] Norman Foster[44:51] Estonian National Museum (2016)[46:41] Renzo Piano[46:41] Richard Rogers[46:41] Maya Lin[46:41] Dan Dorell[46:41] Tsuyoshi Tane[50:45] “The Poetic, Humanistic Architecture of Lina Ghotmeh”[51:40] Rimbaud Museum[54:48] “Light in Water” (2015)[54:48] The Okura Tokyo[59:22] Les Grands Verres, Palais de Tokyo (2017)[59:44] Zero-Carbon Hotel Concept (2019)[59:42] Serpentine Pavilion (2023)[1:04:11] Osaka Expo Bahrain Pavilion (2025)