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Robert McLean's Podcast
Climate News: 'It's worse than any war or pandemic, so why are our leaders ignoring it?'

Robert McLean's Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 6, 2025 56:52


Ingrid Robeyns (pictured) has written an amazingly timely book - "Limitarianism: The Case Against Extreme Wealth". You can hear an interview with her by Adam Canover on "Factually - Why Billionaires Should Be Banned". Powerful writing by Adam Knox in the Melbourne Age - "It's worse than any war or pandemic, so why are our leaders ignoring it?"; "More than 100 water rescues as heatwave sweeps across Victoria"; "The Weather That Changed Us | Heatwave"; "Federal Labor pledges to fund bulk of Bruce Highway upgrade in re-election bid"; "The first major winter storm of the season will bring heavy snow and ice to millions"; "Creating clean hydrogen power is hard. Biden's new subsidies show why."; "The oldest animal ever found could reveal whether a crucial ocean current will collapse": "Southern Ocean winds to break stifling heatwave baking Australia's south-east"; "Australia needs better ways of storing renewable electricity for later. That's where ‘flow batteries' can help"; "Why drought and a big wind event spell fire trouble for Southern California"; "Several flights cancelled across Germany as extreme winter weather brings widespread disruption"; "After Three Hurricanes in 13 Months, Residents of Cedar Key, Florida, Are Considering the Island's Future—and Their Own"; "These cities will be hardest hit as winter storm brings snow and ice to many states"; "Trump team takes aim at crown jewel of US climate research"; "What to know about the heavy snow and ice storms soon to hit a swath of the U.S."; "Polar vortex expected to bring snow, ice and brutal cold to most of US"; "Landman Is in Love With the Myths That Oilmen Tell About Themselves"; "Why the Argument That LNG Is Essential to the Energy Transition Is ‘Nonsense'"; "2024 – a dire year for Human Survival"; "Improvements to Electric Vehicles Ease Concerns About Range Loss in Cold Climates"; "Firefighters battle fresh blazes in Victoria as pockets of NSW burn"; "Biden to block oil drilling across 625 million acres of U.S. waters"; "A season of uncertainty for this Helene-stricken Christmas tree farm"; "China records warmest temperature in 2024"; "Weather warnings remain as flooding clean-up starts"; "An economic lifeline: Why Iran opposes production curbs in UN plastics treaty "; "Medical Schools Around the World Are Expanding Their ‘Climate Change Curriculums'"; "World Bank climate funding greens African hotels while fishermen sink"; "Greenhushing' Is On the Rise as Companies Go Silent on Climate Pledges"; "On beaches of Gaza and Tel Aviv, two tales of one heatwave": "Reckoning With Climate Anxiety in the Wake of the US Election"; "The Earth's Colors Are Changing—and Climate Change Could Be Partially to Blame"; "Most Costly Climate Disasters of 2024 Killed 2,000 People and Inflicted $229 Billion in Damages"; "Climate-friendly electricity sees big battery projects soar again for 2024"; "Year of deadly weather: Climate change added 41 extra heat days and supercharged disasters"; "‘Ironic': climate-driven sea level rise will overwhelm major oil ports, study shows"; "Plants Are Becoming Less Nutritious Because of Climate Change, Impacting Herbivores From Insects to Giant Pandas"; "Trump accused of attacking UK energy policies on behalf of fossil fuel industry"; "Creating clean hydrogen power is hard. Biden's new subsidies show why."; "The first major winter storm of the season will bring heavy snow and ice to millions"; "New York to Charge Biggest Emitters for Climate Damages Under New Law"; "The world's hope to fight common threats: The U.S. will wake up"; "‘An ecological disaster': Russia deals with aftermath of massive fuel oil spill"; "

Eyes on the Right Podcast
Overcoming Church Hurt & Spiritually Inflicted Trauma

Eyes on the Right Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 15, 2024 78:48


What is "church hurt" and religious trauma in the church that are causing many to leave the faith or avoid it altogether? In this episode, Amy is joined by Reagan Kramer, to discuss this heavy topic and define "church hurt" and how weaponizing scripture is often utilized to inflict control and trauma. They reveal what scripture says about the church, its role, and why it is vitally important for the growth of a believer, but also how many people use this for nefarious reasons. They discuss the dark side of spiritual trauma in severe cases, such as satanic ritual abuse. But also, how many people are offended and triggered because of unresolved bondage and wounds. They finish by uncovering how to overcome this, forgive, and find freedom in the body of believers. ------------------------------------------------------ *Amy is a Christian counselor- schedule a session: ⁠https://www.biblicalguidancecounseling.com/appointments⁠ ------------------------------------------------------ Reagan Kramer : https://www.therevelationspodcast.com/about

ExplicitNovels
Cáel and the Manhattan Amazons: Part 24

ExplicitNovels

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 24, 2024


Crashing Lightening and Rolling Thunder. In 25 parts, edited from the works of FinalStand. Listen and subscribe to the ► Podcast at Connected.. “You will never appreciate having to follow a difficult order until you have to give one.” (Late, late Saturday Night) Had I been alone? There are few perks to a solitary lifestyle. One of the few is the freedom from others; and by that I mean you don't have to decide if you care about people you don't know. You are free. Your emotions are free, your decisions are free and your time is your own. Selfish in the best way. Libra took my keys after we arrived at my apartment building and raced ahead to make sure that Timothy and Odette, if either was awake, would be forewarned. Casper clung to me as she always did. Estere took the lead since I also had to do pack mule duty. Brooke carried the few things that were beyond me. The rain was turning from a drizzle to a downpour. Odette had a friend over; a female acquaintance. Timothy; Timothy was in the middle of a very successful date night. Now I had the joy of being an auditory spectator in my domicile's sexcapades. "Shouldn't she be taken to a clinic, or something?" the friend blurted out. I didn't know her enough to decide if she was nervous, flippant, or secretly cruel. Casper dug in tighter. I had to dump the luggage to deal with her heightened anxiety. Libra, Brooke and Odette picked up the slack while Estere soaked in the ambiance of my dwelling. The look she gave me was one of amusement and intrigue. This was hardly the lair of the one and only Amazon Prince. It was sublime and comfortable. It had a nomadic quality she found familiar. Being in a fortress has its comforts. Being in someone else's fortress is far less comfortable. Estere was quietly accounting for every knife, mallet, or other potentially fatal piece of housewares. Brooke, Libra and Odette were already ordering and organizing my life ;  what did they need to get and how would they get it? "So; you are Odette's; friend," the unknown woman stated. Snapping at her was unduly unfair to Odette, who put up with mountains of my insane lifestyle. "Yeah, that's me. Cáel Nyilas; self-made troublemaker," I confessed. "You?" "Delilah," she answered. "What happened to her?" Casper flinched. "Nothing that being reminded about what a wonderful friend she is won't help heal," I cautiously responded. "She is hanging out with me and some friends for the weekend." "Cut it out, Delilah," Odette sighed. "Who are you really, anyway?" Delilah was smooth, I had to give her that. "Odette, what do you mean?" Delilah stood up. "Delilah, or whoever you are, I'm not such a wonderful person that people I've known two days come home with me," Odette lectured. "Now, I kept you here until you could meet Cáel, so why don't you return my courtesy and tell us what's going on?" Odette was keeping Libra and Brooke in my room thus out of play. Timothy climaxed. Good for him. Out in the living room, Delilah made a stutter step. She was frozen by Estere's silenced weapon pointed at her. "You were spotted by a rank amateur," the Hashashin noted. "Who are you with?" "You people are nuts," Delilah flushed with panic. Nice touch, but that panic didn't reach her cold, calculating eyes. "Damn Delilah," Odette shook her head. "You need to watch more television. BBC America has this nice drama called Orphan Black where the exact same thing happened. I knew you were lying to me in twenty minutes. I was nice enough to not bring the Death Squad across the street over to deal with you. They wouldn't have cared whether I was being paranoid or whatever. They would have dragged you out and killed you on general principle. You owe me." "I don't know what's wrong;” Delilah got out. There was a rapid knocking at the door. Shielding Casper behind me, I backed up in that direction. "Last chance," Odette looked at Delilah sternly. "That's the Death Squad." Sure enough, I checked and it was two Amazons in full gear. I opened up and the two edged in around me. "Ishara; status please," the leader asked. "Estere Abed is a diplomat for her Protocol faction, there should be records of Brooke and Libra on file and Odette belongs here. Casper is behind me; special case. That woman," I motioned to Delilah, "is of unknown origin." "Miss, lay down on the floor, on your stomach; arms out to your sides," the leader brought her UP-40 up, aimed at Delilah. "This is insane," Delilah sounded really frantic. Not in the eyes though. "Lie down, or three rounds in the chest," the Amazon team leader related calmly. "Last chance." Delilah decided that she wasn't cut from a fanatic's cloth. She went down like a pro. The two Amazons closed in. I spotted the third of the four woman team at my door, keeping watch. The two inside efficiently bound her hands behind her back and patted her down for weapons; none. "She is in violation of the truce," the leader pointed out. "Should I dispatch her now?" "Wait!" Delilah squawked. "I'm supposed to keep an eye on him and protect him, not hurt him. Fuck, don't kill me for this." "Who are you working for?" Estere came closer. Delilah hesitated so both Estere and the number two Amazon drew their knives. "Fine! Fine. All I have is a name and I'm only supposed to tell him," she pleaded. There was a moment of uncertainty. "She'll tell us," Estere knelt beside Delilah. Now Delilah's panic was real. "Wait," I stated. I motioned Brooke and Libra to move around the crowded room and comfort Casper. "Well," I sighed as I went on my hands and knees beside Delilah's head. The Amazon leader had her hand on the woman's head, pressed tightly to the ground. "Sibeal," Delilah whispered. Mom. "Do you have any way of contacting this person?" I asked. "No. It is not how I work," she said and finally I caught it. The accent. I looked to the leader. "Look at her hands and tell me what you see," I asked the Amazon. I went back to resting on my knees. "Hard; callused from repetitive weapons practice. Short nails. She's very fit," the Team Lead kept up the examination. "I apologize Ishara. She's a soldier." "Let her go," I commanded. The Amazon only paused for a moment before cutting her bonds. Delilah moved cautiously as she moved to a cross-legged position. "You don't have to answer me, but I'd appreciate some honesty. You're English. Would that make you MI-5, or MI-6?" It wasn't as huge a leap as it looked. Who could Mom trust? In this case, a government operative would actually be safer for her and she had to have decades of Illuminati information inside her head. Delilah had one reason to be honest; her mission. "MI-5 is counter-intelligence," Delilah grinned as her British accent came out to play. "M I 6. S I S is foreign intelligence. I'll let you figure it out." "Good enough," I stood then helped her stand as well. "You can stay; starting Monday. I need a break, okay?" Delilah nodded. "Deal. Now do me the courtesy of telling me why I'm here?" she asked. "Love. Deep, abiding love," I looked right into her soul. Crisis averted. Delilah 'agreed' to go with my guardians to 'work things out'. Delilah was curious as to why they called Cáel Nyilas; Ishara. She also congratulated Odette on figuring something was up. Odette told her not to feel bad about it; reference all the psycho bitches that showed up in my life. Brooke headed out to gather some more belongings for herself and Libra because; my vote not even elicited; they were going to hang close to Casper and I for a few more days. Libra and Estere headed out to that authentic Italian pizza joint I'd taken Libra to earlier since my food stockpile was abysmal and the neighborhood was far from safe this late at night. Odette took Casper to my bedroom so that Casper could talk with her parents in Delaware. Timothy and his date emerged from his room. It was Sovann Mean, who I had met before and gotten along with. It took me all of two seconds to figure out what had happened. Sovann had asked Timothy out because Timothy never thought Sovann was interested in him. Sovann was a second generation Cambodian-American and had this stoic demeanor he raised up whenever he was nervous, ensuring Timothy's confusion. "Hey Cáel," Sovann smiled at me. "Still being good?" That was code for me being 'straight'. It still weirded me out a bit; Sovann was a serious weightlifter, like Timothy and I, but a head shorter, so he looked stockier than he really was. When he smiled, his whole face lit up too. It was the Khmer 'twang' that always sounded out of place to me. "We will not discuss the number of women who were here mere moments ago," I joked wearily. "Timothy, I apologize for coming back early; shithead-intervention shut things down in the Hamptons." "No problem, Bro," Timothy came and gave me a man-hug. "With your newfound wealth, we may need to convert the sofa to a sleeper-sofa," Timothy semi-joked. "Oh yeah, and that girl down the hall; when I told her your father died, she baked you some cookies. They're in a tin by the toaster. They really are pretty good, too; walnut and caramel chip." That sounded tasty. I guessed that meant I finally had to meet the women. Sovann came up and fist-bumped me as Timothy went for the refrigerator. The doorbell rang. I wondered who had forgotten what as I swung the door open. Lighting exploded outdoors, our lights flickered and thunder shook the apartment. It was Uncle Carrig. As the old song said 'he looked like a jigsaw puzzle with a couple of pieces gone'. His eyes wore a harried, feral look. His bellow, as he charged, rolled over me like the amplified heartbeat of a hellish primate. I had no time before he was on me. Down we went. I tried to push him off of me. His suit was soaked with rain and blood, some of it had to be his own. In his right hand he held a dull aluminum cylinder with a metallic suction cup on the bottom. Sovann kicked Uncle Lumpy in the side of the head. Inflicted on a normal man, that would have driven him off me. Lumpy released his hold on my shoulder and backhanded Sovann. The Cambodian went flying in the direction of the sofa despite getting a leg block up. I had a flash of Timothy going for his home deterrent system, aka the crowbar. Odette began yelling. The cylinder was coming down. Carrig's left grabbed my chin, fixing my head in place. I opted to use both my arms to stop his right, and the device, from coming down. I bought a little time. Timothy's blow came down on Lumpy's left shoulder, weakening the hold, but not enough. The device slammed into my forehead. I felt a burning pain as a portion of the flesh beneath the cup was flash-fried away. More pain, then a little pressure and finally nothing. In those seconds before my mind spun out of control, I had the oddest sensation there was something inside my brain. Searing agony; existence lost all meaning and I was gone. (One week later) They say pain in the brain is illusionary. Of all your nerve cells, only a tiny fraction are devoted to pain. The rest do the important work of keeping your body functioning. The brain is on top of it all and it has better things to do that register pain; or so I was told. To be somewhat fair, what I felt wasn't exactly pain. It was the sensation that something was crawling around inside my psyche, doing something. Sharp, tingling jolts shocked my body parts at regular intervals. Painful in their own way, yet not so much I couldn't concentrate. I opened my eyes. The lights in my room had been dimmed, but not enough that I couldn't see the six ladies standing about; doing nothing. I recognized my present lodgings as Havenstone Post-classical Modernism (total lie; I'm not an interior designer). The six ladies turned, looked at me, then closed in slowly. A staring contest was in the offing when two people entered the room from the door at the foot of the bed. It then occurred to me that little sonic indicators on the machinery surrounding me were chirping loudly. One woman was a physician's assistant I knew from an earlier bout at Havenstone Medical. She had performed CPR on me. The other woman; she was the senior-most recruit from my father's graveside service. She looked positively grim. My dry throat requested some water then I attempted to rise. A problem instantly revealed itself. I was strapped down on my bed. The ankles, wrists and a neck/head brace kept my movements to a minimum. There was a side benefit to this imprisonment. That body-wide jolts? My body was wired up to a system that had needles piercing my muscle clusters. Amazons prided themselves on being physically fit and their tolerance for pain. My muscles hadn't atrophied during my; coma and the price was this constant, low-level pain. I still wasn't sure that was the reason I was bound. The PA maneuvered a plastic bottle with a spout to my lips and gave me a brief squirt. A few seconds later I got another and then a third. "Okay," I rasped. "What's going on?" "You have been in an unresponsive state for 7 days, Ishara," the 'senior' told me. "Why are you here?" I coughed. "I mean, why aren't you on the job?" She blinked. "Your life was imperiled so we decided that five of us would be around to monitor you and keep you safe," she answered. "What's with everyone else?" I huffed. The two looked at me. The quiet six were of no help. "Fine, what are you ladies doing here?" I asked the women originally in the room. No answer. "Ishara?" the PA worried. That was when it dawned on me that the two and the six weren't interacting on any level. "How many people are in the room?" I asked my housemate. She paused. "There are three of us, Ishara. You, me and the attendant," she answered. "How many people do you see?" "Well shit," I muttered. Then the first of the six spoke to me. Actually, she mouthed to me. It took me a moment to realize she was giving me her name. The next one started. "Device," I snapped to the 'senior'. As she hesitantly reached for hers, I began rattling off the names. When the sixth one gave me her name, the group dissipated into the ether. "Who are these women?" 'senior' requested. "Find out," I sighed then, "It is important." She nodded. Now that the specters were gone, the mortals began to come in. Right off the bat, I was confirmed in my status as "prisoner". They wouldn't free me when I requested it and they made no attempt to conceal their hostility to my fellow Isharan. The agenda was decided without me; they were going to check me out mentally, then I was off to see Hayden. Why was I imprisoned? My brain was a maelstrom of activity across a broad spectrum of regions and lobes. What had happened? They didn't know. The suction cup had stabilized the tube which was really a firing mechanism. When the device was able to detect and aim for a specific part of my brain, the longitudinal fissure, it shot a rod three-quarters into my cranium. A laser had burned through the skin and skull with surgeon-like precision so a barb of unknown construction could go deep into my brain. Then it 'detonated'. That was one of the problems the medicos of Havenstone were facing. The device had been so badly damaged when it unleashed its energy that they could no longer divine its function. What they did understand was that while my neural network was going super-nova, it wasn't killing me. They leapt on the idea of mind control. That theory sounded pretty lame to me, but I was the one tied down, with one ally in a room full of people bred to mistrust all males. The next approach; was I sane? The PA offered that I was seeing phantasms. 'Wait'. "Go," I directed the senior. "Take care of the business I have given you then tell Buffy and Helena what you've found out. You are wasting your time staying here." She nodded and left. It was more "common sense" rather than any sense of my leadership that made her leave. But that done; I concentrated on the entirety of the message so that it settled upon my soul. I relaxed, shut my eyes and let the world float by. It took them a minute to notice my noncompliance; any positive contribution on my part had slipped so far down in their expectations. "Ishara?" one of the SD chicks inquired. I opened one eye, then shut it. There was nothing to be done. "What is he doing?" that Amazon asked a physician. She, in turn asked me. I took a deep, cleansing breath and continued to ignore them. "There is nothing wrong with him," the physician noted. "He is being childish." That went beyond disrespectful. As a quirk of Amazon society, they had left me my knife strapped to my arm. To take it would have been an insult my tiny house could not have borne; essentially declaring me incompetent. I was heading that way, but not yet. That didn't stop them from deriding me until a lull finally developed. For a moment, I thought I was alone. I was intrigued by the words suddenly aimed my way. "Mr. Nyilas?" an unknown female inquired. I opened an eye. Woman; bad suit; and a badge. What the fuck? I was in Havenstone. "Special Agent Virginia Maddox with the Federal Bureau of Investigation. I'd like to ask you a few questions," she began. "Okay," I cleared my throat, "as long as we are clear I am one misstep away from invoking my Miranda Rights." She worked that one over for a second. "Do you know why your uncle attacked you?" "Honestly, I'm curious as to why I'm still alive," I tried to shrug. "Carrig and I never got along, if you consider when I first met him we fought and the second time he stabbed me in the forehead," I explained. "How long did you and your uncle fight; the second time?" she asked. "Um; six second," I guessed. "How is Lumpy doing, anyway?" "Lumpy?" "Uncle Carrig." "He's dead." "Seriously; fuck. What killed him?" "We are working that out. He was beaten, stabbed; by three different blades, shot 67 times by five different firearms, only two which we have recovered," Virginia stated. "We also think he was hit by two cars, one dump truck and a subway." "Well; yeah; Uncle Carrig was looking a bit rough when I answered the door," I confessed. Lumpy had to have been on a freaking quest to go through all that to get to me. Subway? He was hit by a subway and walked away. Most people barely leave a recognizable corpse. "How are Odette, Timothy, Casper and Sovann?" I recalled. She looked at her phone. "They are mostly fine. Casper Winslow was taken to the hospital in shock and was released to her parents," she said. "The other three were taken to the Emergency Room, treated for minor injuries and released," Virginia informed me. "The other four women were a more delicate manner." "Four women? Could you be more specific?" "Your bodyguards." "Could you be more specific?" "For a person with supposedly limited financial means, a lower income lifestyle and a humble background, you appear to have a small army hovering around you, high society friends, and lawyers who are on a first name basis with Supreme Court Justices," Virginia noted. "Lady, half-way through Day Two on this job, I almost gave it all up and biked my ass down to Terra del Fuego to live the sane life of a paranoid recluse," I sighed. "Why didn't you?" "Cause I'm an idiot. I was hoping a crackerjack investigator like you would have figured this out by now," I grinned. "How do you know I'm any good at my job?" she sent a sultry lip twist my way. Yes; pinned to a bed I could still attract the ladies. Having hundreds of little needles in me made the prospects for a quick sexual romp unlikely. "Javiera chose you for this assignment," I told her. "You have to be a woman because this is Havenstone and you have to be clever because this is a lunatic asylum." "Touché," she acknowledged my above average mental status. Next came a list of names. It took me a few seconds to focus on them. "Oh, what happened to them?" I inquired. "What makes you think anything happened to these people?" she parried. "Oh, I'm betting Javiera gave you a list of names and there is only person left alive out of that group," I felt introspective. "I wonder where Anima is hiding." "What happened to those people?" she persisted. "I don't know. I've been napping for the past week, but I'm betting they all met nasty ends," I told her. "Why were these people murdered?" "Were they murdered, or are they merely deceased? See, if I give you my opinion, you will have to pursue that line of inquiry which will only hurt one person who has already been hurt enough and save somebody who shouldn't be saved," I explained. "Why do you get to determine who gets saved?" Virginia pressed. "As opposed to who? You and Javiera? That's laughable. Why don't you go down the net worth of the families of those unfortunate corpses, then tell me how balanced your justice system would be? Please understand, I don't hold you and your profession in contempt," I met her hardening gaze. "To prove to me that I'm wrong, all you have to do is honestly tell me that high-priced lawyers, legions of specialists that confuse juries and enormous bank accounts to keep the appeals going indefinitely while the guilty roam about on bail equates to the legal process working fairly and impartially," I reposted. "That's not the same thing as;” she got out before the door opened and several people traipsed in, including three SD personnel. Last came Troika and she was coldly furious. "I was promised more time with Mr. Nyilas," Virginia protested. She was ignored. "Ishara, you are coming with us," Troika snapped. To be fair, the medical attendant wasn't overly torturous as she pulled out the muscle stimulatory aids and applied the bandages. It still sucked. That was ameliorated somewhat by the read I was getting of Troika. I waited for the last restraint to be removed before speaking. "I refuse to go with you," I stated firmly even as I sat up. See, I needed something to happen that was beyond my ability to obtain. "Take him," Troika directed two of the SD babes. My captors had gone out of their way to make sure these Amazons weren't ladies I knew. "Stop," I declared with authorities. "You cannot touch me against my will as that violates Hayden's ban on me entering blood feuds and wrangling me anywhere against my will constitutes a blood feud in Ishara's eyes." "It is Hayden's order," Troika snapped. "Has she lifted the ban? If not, these ladies will be breaking Hayden's decree." Troika harrumphed then gave Hayden a call. For the purpose of this meeting, the ban was lifted. That was what I needed so off I went. I waited until we got in the elevator and were heading up before launching my strike. Pamela would have been so proud. If Troika had given me an ounce of dignity, I couldn't have pulled it off. As it was, the first stab took her just under the left eye, the second punched through her cheek and spitted her tongue. The third nearly severed her upper lip and then the SD were on me. "Blood Feud!" I screamed. "You stole from me!" Troika was about to come back at me, knife in hand. One of the SD got in the way. What I had done was illegal; blood feuds needed to be approved; except for one tidbit of law Pamela taught me and it was about to come into play. "You cannot wound him while he is in our custody, Troika of Šauška," the Amazon protested. Troika gargled something through the ruin of the left side of her face. "I will peel off a meter of your flesh for this insult," she managed to oozingly communicate before we reached the top floor. For my part; "Unhand me." They didn't. "Unhand me, or am I no longer Head of House Ishara." "Do not attack her," the SD leader stated. "Would you care to explain to me why you are giving me that order?" I mused. "Please, Ishara," the woman ground out. "Do not attack Troika of House Šauška." "Very well. I pledge that from this point until the end of this meeting, I will only act against Troika in my own defense," I promised. "Now give me your sidearm." "You may not bear a weapon in Hayden's presence," the SD leader reminded me. "I asked for your weapon, not your legal advice," I insisted. Another shot of bigotry. "I will not. You are not acting rationally," she stated. Troika snorted. That was okay, because I saw an excellent substitute close by. My deviation from the group was so casual, they barely noticed. I wasn't making a fast break to nowhere. I walked up to the wall and, Vranus be praised, yanked one of a pair of matching battle axes off the wall. Support studs went flying. Like all weapons in Havenstone, this one was real. The SD closed ranks, boxing me in. "You may not bear a weapon in Hayden's presence," the SD leader was at the end of her patience with me. "You are incorrect," I glowered. "There are two occasions I may bear a weapon in proximity to the High Priestess. One is in defense of her person. I am not here to defend her." Harder than any kick to the head; they paled then the anger set in. "How dare you?" the SD leader seethed. "The proof of the necessity of my action stands before me right now; an Amazon defying a House, a First Ancestor and a Goddess on her own initiative and in defiance of everything her ancestors fought, bled and died for," I glared. "Give me the axe," the leader insisted. "No. You will have to fight me for it," I made my stand. She was about to do just that when one of the others spoke. Tears were slowly eking a way down that one's cheeks. "Step away from Ishara, or I will kill you," she told her leader. "You are wrong and Ishara is right though it sickens me to admit it." To add to the macabre, one SD trooper aimed at my 'savior' and the fourth aimed at the third. Civil war. "You know what he plans to do," the leader stated. "It is not our place," the second Amazon insisted. "I cannot face my ancestors letting this abomination pass." "He is the abomination," the leader persisted. "No. The abomination is any full-blooded not of the Council deciding what the Council will and will not do. We now know there were once male Amazons. By the will of our ancestors it was so. Never before have we, the elite of the Host, acted as if we knew better than they," the second Amazon said with righteous conviction. "Go," the leader mumbled softly. The woman on the verge of killing her was most likely a close and trusted friend. Grappling with that sudden rift between sisters was occupying her mind at that moment, not my escape. I moved around her, keeping out of the line of fire as best I could and went with Troika to Hayden's portal. I didn't thank the woman. That would have been insulting because what she did, she did for her people and the hundred thousand that had come before her. Finally we rolled out the Old Kingdom Hittite/Amazon. "See what you have done," Troika hissed. I didn't bother to reply. I was sure, dressed in light green scrubs, I cut a valiant and imposing figure. "Cáel Ishara, what took you so;” and then Hayden saw it. For a second, Saint Marie almost cut me off. Katrina stood up. She wanted to stop me. In her mind, Hayden was one of our allies, but, as I had told her, she (Katrina) didn't get it either. Madi, Beyoncé, Fatima and Krasimira were also present and now highly disturbed. "Take yourself to the cliffs," I announced clearly as I dropped the axe on Hayden's desk. She had stood at my final approach and bore hate my way. "The Goddess Ishara rejects you and has taken herself from the Temple. House Ishara has lost faith in you. Your insults are lengthy and I do not feel like wasting any more time with you." "How dare you?" Hayden spat. "All the times I have shielded you and this is how you repay me? You were a mistake from the beginning." "A mistake we can rectify right now," Fatima snarled. She rose up and drew her knife. "Excuse me, but didn't we gather here for a different purpose?" Krasimira mused softly. "Kill him and end the curse," Madi growled. "Oh; in that case can you kill me first?" Krasimira sighed. "I see no need to postpone the continuation of my chat with my mother." At Krasimira's age, her mother was most likely dead. "Krasimira, you cannot defend him!" Fatima wailed. "Defend him? I am not standing in your way, Fatima. I do know that the statue of Ishara fractured and fell into two pieces in the Temple," she related; certainly retelling information they already had. "House by house, we see nothing but the back of those who fought before us. Five of my augurs had shorn their hair and thrown themselves into the fire. I can do nothing except report what I have witnessed. I cannot appeal to Ishara to lift her curse. I hope one of you can because if you can't and you kill her CLEARLY designated heir we shall all go down to ignoble ends," the Keeper of Records remained serenely poised as she delivered her doom-laden news. "By the way, Troika, what happened to your face?" "He stabbed me," Troika burbled. "Let me kill the bastard." I half-turned. Saint Marie interposed herself between the two of us. "Cáel, lift the curse," Saint Marie demanded. "Lift your damn curse," Fatima and Madi chimed in. "Cáel, lift the curse and then we can discuss things," Hayden tried and failed to sound humble. "If every woman in this rooms fatally slits their own throats in the next fifteen seconds, I'll plead to Ishara to lift the curse," I said. There wasn't a headlong rush to commit suicide. The only one so inclined was Krasimira. I motioned her to stop. "Well, I think we are done here. I have to go and try and cobble my life back together. You ladies have fun pulling off your 'Thelma and Louise' final act while I figure out some way for House Ishara to survive the upcoming war," I shrugged. Of course they didn't let me leave. Fatima on one side, the Golden Mare in the middle and Troika on the other. She had to be in a shitload of pain. "Lift the curse. If we are going to war, we need to be whole," Saint Marie urged me. "No." "Why should I stop these two from killing you right now?" she glared. "Because he is an Amazon," Krasimira muttered. "You should need no better reason. Ah; this is why we must die; thank you Cáel Ishara," she concluded. "A terrible sadness has gripped our people for as long as I have been Keeper. I found it lurking in the shadowy corners of my office when I was elevated. I now imagine it haunted my predecessors for some time as well. At least I will pass on knowing the name of our assassin." "The assassin is right here," Fatima spewed her hate at me. "You are correct," Krasimira chuckled. "The assassin is indeed in this room. Its name is Amazon. I need a moment, please." She stood and walked to the doors. What she wanted didn't take long at all. "Gun," we heard her request. The magazine fell to the ground. The sole bullet did not follow. Krasimira walked tenderly into the office as if every step tore like fishhooks at her flesh. "Take yourself to the cliffs, Hayden," Krasimira intoned as the one-shot pistol fell on Hayden's desk. "I no longer know you." Krasimira took in the whole room. "We show anger when we should show humility. We are proud of our shame. We are arrogant of our weaknesses. We have heaped insult upon insult on our ancestors yet are now aghast that they turn away from us," she shook her head. Her gaze settled on Saint Marie. "I am not one warrior alone, but one of a thousand warriors who have fought before me'; isn't that part of the oath of every member of the Security Detail swears?" Katrina fell to her knees. "Please Cáel. Please save us," she begged me. Something was very wrong with that. "How dare you?" Fatima howled at Katrina. Instead of being ashamed, Katrina's supplicant's face turned first into a grim grin, then one of gallows laughter. "And that is why we are all going to die," Katrina declared as she stood once more. "We are too proud to ask a man for help. We know what Ishara's curse is doing to us. You clearly don't care. You would rather die than admit that our damn ANCESTORS have placed a male here and now. Open your eyes!" she nearly screamed. "They sent a MAN for a reason; to open our eyes before we kill ourselves." You scream 'what gives him the right?' Ishara gives him the right. Nothing else matters. What I am asking you is 'what gives you the right to reject Ishara?' because that is what we have done. How could she make her will any more plainly obvious to us? Cáel has never stopped trying to save us and you two want to gut him like a lamb, or (to Saint Marie) break his body. Hayden, I will not place my rejection upon your desk. You have been as much a mother to me as my actual birth-mother. I love you. Since we first met, I have only wanted to make you proud of me and serve your will. What has gone wrong? How have we come to this? You were the one who told me we had to find a way to save our race; and now, when it stares us in the face; Why can't we accept it? How have I failed you, Hayden? What did I do wrong to not prepare you for this moment? It was my duty to keep you informed in all things and I can find nothing to excuse my failure," Katrina had gone from disappointed to heart-broken. Katrina prized herself on being able to stay ahead of any crisis. Here, at her greatest challenge, she hadn't been able to help her friend and mentor survive this calamity. I imagine that was the final blow for Hayden. Katrina had risen up through the Havenstone system as Hayden's protégé and had given Hayden her all. "Until this moment, I have never considered myself a coward," Hayden murmured. "You are blameless Katrina. In the final analysis, I sacrificed my courage for my life. And now I have neither. I can regain my courage here at the end and be true to the duties I was given," Hayden's resolve strengthened with each word. She took out a piece of paper and created a list. "Saint Marie, on this list are traitors to the Host. Gather these Amazons and prepare them to challenge my accusation." Saint Marie stepped forward, took the paper and quickly read it. "Hayden, this includes a third of the Council!" she gasped. "I am well aware of who I have accused. Please see to my final command, old friend," Hayden sighed. I could see a terrible weight lifted from her; the cliffs. "Final;” Saint Marie and Katrina groaned. "Yes. I will dine tonight with my family, then take myself to the cliffs with the dawn. I feel that will be a good end for me," Hayden mused. "Will Ishara forgive me, Cáel?" "No Hayden. It is not her way, but I will. There will be a place in Ishara's halls for you. I pledge you that," I suddenly felt a sorrowful pit in my stomach. Into that romantically tragic scene, Krasimira snorted with amusement. Eyes turned to her. Hayden shook her head, held up a hand to forestall the Keeper until she rounded the desk and left her office for the last time. "Who is on the list?" Fatima stormed up to the Golden Mare and looked over the list. "I am on this. So are you Troika," Fatima growled. "This is insane. We'll destroy Hayden over this; this; piece of filth." "I don't care if I'm on it, or not," Madi seethed. "I'm with you." "There is a small manner of little known law you may wish to be aware of," Krasimira chuckled. "The ruling of an honorably deceased High Priestess may not be challenged." "You two are under arrest," Saint Marie whipped out her pistol. Being with the SD, she was allowed to be fully armed in the High Priestess's presence. "What do you mean?" Fatima looked to Krasimira. "Cáel has killed you all and he didn't even mean to," Krasimira gave a dry chuckle. "By his act of kindness to Hayden, which I now think Hayden was counting on, our former High Priestess goes to an honorable death; taken into the Halls of Ishara in death. Unable to challenge Hayden's decree, you are all going to be executed and your names stricken from the rolls. You will wander aimlessly for all eternity while Hayden will live in the company of her sisters thanks to a man and his love for someone who was clearly his enemy," Krasimira kept snorting at the dark comedy. "Your sole avenue of spiritual survival lies with a man you tried to kill mere moments ago." "This is insane," Troika shouted and came at me. The room exploded with the sonic resonance of a pistol firing. I may have imagined it, but it appeared the bullet took Troika at the juncture of the right eyebrow, nose ridge and right eye. Whatever the entry point, the 45 ACP slug painted the wall behind her with her grey matter. Saint Marie turned quickly on Fatima. "Troika wasn't on the Council, so I could kill her for attempting to murder someone who was. I can't kill you immediately, but please believe I will put a bullet where it hurts if you don't do exactly what I say," the Golden Mare menaced. The debate was truncated by the four Security Detail ladies storming the room. Orders were dispensed and the wheels of Amazon society burst into motion. A side effect of my stunt was I had put Saint Marie in charge until the full Council could meet to create some sort of Regency Council to pilot the ship. There was zip gratitude aimed my way on her part and I didn't blame her one bit. I was headed out before things got too organized. I wanted some 'me' time. "Cáel Ishara, we have not resolved the matter that brought us to this disaster," Saint Marie growled. I was at the door. I looked over my shoulder at the Golden Mare, turned back toward freedom and saw Pamela. "Shoot me," I told Pamela. I was grappling with the horror of what I had just said when I returned to the darkness. MOTHER-FUCKER! I hate women! (Mutter; mutter; mutter) I became aware of my hazy, fugue-like dream state. Sadly, it was familiar and undoubtedly going to become even more familiar while I lived. "Upset with me, Cáel?" she asked. "You had me tell my friend to shoot me; yeah, Ishara, I'm a little cranky right now." "The question was rhetorical. I can read your mind," the Goddess snorted. "What happened to me?" "She bounced a bullet off your skull. You'll be okay. I am the Goddess of Medicine after all," she reminded me. "From an era when trepanning was popular. Color me unimpressed. Oh; and I apologize." "You will get me the fortune cookie next time," she lilted. Something crucial occurred to me. "Hey! I haven't had sex in a week. That hasn't happened to me in four years." "I don't think you are ready for that stage of our relationship yet," she tickled my nose. "Wait; did you just put me in the Friend Zone?" More laughter. "Seriously," I sighed. "Hayden?" "I forgive you," she soothed me. "Forgive me? I killed her. That is not okay. Wasn't; " "No, my Cáel. We are a blood-thirsty society and the ultimate mistakes are answered with the ultimate punishments. I cannot fully express my pride in you for what you did, even in opposition to my will." There was a pause in our relationship and conversation. I thought she sensed my turmoil and aided me in finding some level of peace. With her kind of entity, I would never be sure. "What did Carrig do to me?" I asked. "I don't know." That was not what I expect. Evasion; yes. The ugly truth; no. "I find the concept of an omniscient, omnipotent deity to be self-defeating," she mused. "Sort of negates the whole Free Will thing," I bantered. "Besides, what is the point of beseeching a being that already knows what's going to happen to you and would have saved you if that is what they wanted?" "Yeah," I groaned sarcastically, "I much prefer the divine ones who randomly fuck with your life because they can, rarely provide useful information and won't even put out on the second date." "I know this will cause you pain yet I will say it anyway; I love you." Yeah; I was suddenly wishing Pamela had missed and hit me between the eyes. "Very well, what can I do for you that would make you happier?" Inside of second. "Clever boy. Are you sure?" "Yes." "Done. I can no longer read your mind." A few seconds passed. "This is annoying. Is this what it is like dealing with me; this 'not knowing'?" "Yes and you proved it by the way," I murmured. Several more seconds. "This is really annoying me. Pick something else." Pause. "What does it prove?" "You love me," I grinned. "Love without freedom is illusionary. Freedom of thought is the basis of hope and hope drives all endeavors." A long pause. I was a bit curious about what was happening to my body. "Please." "No." "I could give you a divine gift; speak in tongues; regeneration; long life?" "Nope. Not happening." "I still love you." "Now I can say I love you and know I mean it." "That's unfair; clever and insightful, but unfair," she teased me. "What about the curse?" "Re-forge my statue at the Temple and the curse will be lifted. Be your regular creative self when you do so." Pause; divine sigh. "I need to send you back now. Oh, and make love to the first woman you see. It is important." "What? Why is it im;” and I felt the weight of my body and the throbbing of my temple. (Augurs don'ts and don't give a fuck abouts) I didn't want to open my eyes; really, truly, deeply. I had been dared by both guys and girls to pick up a certain female at a variety of events, even when they came with company. I'd done it because I'm that kind of low-life. Being pre-ordained to sleep with some chick felt wrong to me. It was cheating. I sincerely wished she hadn't been touching my face. Yes, someone was running their slender, feminine fingers over my forehead, eyebrows, eyelids, nose; yadda. "Ishara, I must speak with you," the strange woman implored. My eye movement had given my wakefulness away. I pried open my lids and looked up into the face of a living ghost. Her skin was albino pale with obvious veins and blue capillaries beneath the surface. Her ocular orbs were a deep milky white, with a tinge of light blue. I could barely make out the pupils. Her hair was whiter than Pamela's. From the structure and musculature of her hands and face; it was as if a perfectly healthy human woman's body was in a constant frantic battle against death. My senses expanded to embrace more of my resting place. I was in Katrina's office on the sofa. Katrina was not present. Buffy, the 'senior', Pamela, Rachel, Krasimira, the super-pale chick and two House Guard I didn't recognize were nearby. Despite my head throbbing to the beat of fiendish jackhammers, I managed to sit up. This upset the lady touching me as my movement broke our contact. "Ishara?" she pleaded. "That's it. From now on its Yakko Ishara, Wakko Ishara and Dot Ishara. Let's end all of this confusion over this 'which Ishara are we really wanting to talk to?' bullshit. So, what do you want?" I groaned. "I'm claiming the 'Yakko' spot, by the way." "Ishara?" she pleaded again. Was she protesting me taking the oldest Warner brothers' spot? Yeah, I was the youngest one of the pseudo-divine trio, but I absolutely owned the role of smart-alec. "She is an Augur," Krasimira explained. "The poisons she takes to put her in a receptive state to the ancestors, goddesses and the spiritual currents of the universe leave her blind and deaf to the mortal world. She communicates normally, but needs to be touching your lips to know what you are saying. Her name is Tadêfi and she has a message for you," she finished. "Give me a sec," I put my thoughts together despite my pain. Buffy shoved a glass of water and three pills my way. I downed them gratefully. Buffy was clearly distressed. I was getting the crap kicked out of me a lot and, in theory, it was her job to stop such things from happening. "Buffy, we couldn't have foreseen Carrig coming after me the way he did. He slipped through the seams of very good security," I tried to comfort her. "Pamela shot me on the Goddess/Dot Ishara's orders. She can only communicate with me when I'm in a near-death state," I said. "I have a new mission for you." I needed to keep her mind busy with things other than me. Buffy was action-oriented and I was giving her a doozy of a task. "Obtain at least five of the bullet casings from the battle that took my Father's life. Give them to Krasimira. They are to be melted down with the original statue and recast into a new symbol of the Goddess. We will be a melding of the old and the new," I ordered. Yes, I was sacrificing a priceless ancient artifact for a current political agenda. I'm reprehensible. Kimberly would be ashamed. "Now, who were the women whose names I gave you?" "They are all deceased 'Runners', Ishara," the senior told me. Oh; that made sense. "Tomorrow we induct them into House Ishara," I stated. "Ishara, they are dead," senior repeated. "Do you believe the souls of Amazons go to the houses of their ancestors after dying?" I posed. That took a few seconds to soak in. My almost albino was getting truly distressed so I took her hand and put it on my lips as I asked the latest question. "Oh;” the senior and Buffy both muttered. "All those 'Runners'; their spirits wander aimlessly for eternity bereft of companionship and a place to call home," I told them. "That is a crime," I continued. "Even as Ishara moves forward, we must be honest about our past. Those women earned a place in the Host. They were unduly denied their promised afterlife and we will start rectifying that tomorrow." Their looks broadcast their interpretation of my declaration: I was a wonderful child who had won first place for our team at the State Fair. Now that she was back in the communication loop, the augur calmed down. "You have a message for me?" I 'asked' her. Halfway through, I stopped enunciating. "Yes, Ishara. My dead sister stepped back through the flames and told me you;” she began. "No; stop," I told her. "Everyone leave." They honored my wishes and departed except; "What are you still doing here?" I asked the House Guard who remained. Now that I had a chance to study her, I realized she bore the same cuneiform designation as Krasimira. "I am her guardian. I am always at her side," the woman explained rather heatedly. She was certainly not a fan of the man in mankind. "By all means; have it your way. Augur, your message is unimportant. Write it down and have it sent out as a memo for everyone in Havenstone to read. Someone may tell me about it. I'm horrible with my e-mail, so I probably won't read it myself," I growled. This shit stopped now. I stood and made to leave. The augur swatted out and grabbed my arm when she hit it. "Ishara, you must;” and I lightly slapped her face. The guardian drew down on me. "How dare you?" the guardian seethed. "I am thinking the same thing; 'how dare you?'" I rumbled. "How dare you decide what messages she does, or does not, deliver?" "Tadêfi has something important to tell you," the guardian growled. "Augurs died to bring you this message." "Clearly the message isn't important enough for you to leave the room," I countered. "I took bullet to the head so I could talk to the Goddess Dot Ishara." I was going to enjoy calling my matron pain-in-the-cranium that. She was probably less amused. "I'm about out of patience with you smug, delusionary superior sluts demanding things from me as if you weren't my underlings," I glared. "Get with the program, or get out." Though I had told her to get out, I was the one leaving. I needed clothes, a shave and a chance to get my bearings. I didn't need those two. Tadêfi tried to speak again. I put my hand to her lips to stop her again then raised her hands to my lips. "I do not want to hear what you have to say," I related. "If you try to tell me what you have been told, I will purposely ignore it and cut out your tongue for your insolence. Your sisters died in vain because your guardian has decided what you say is not worth her leaving the room for us to talk in private. Sleep well with the dying screams of your sisters' agonies echoing in your mind and know your fellow Amazons have wished this fate upon you. Good-bye." "How; augurs are sacrosanct and their messages are rare and crucial to the Host," the guardian sputtered. "Didn't know, don't care and could care less what you think is crucial for the Host," I sighed as I started walking away. "What is happening?" the augur wailed. "Her visions are lacerations on her soul," the guardian howled. "Does her pain mean nothing to you?" Those two had to be incredibly tight, the guardian watching the augur scarred and worn down by the task she had been chosen for; and not being able to help. "Not enough to keep me here," I answered at the door. "She's your buddy, not mine and I have a plateful of unhappiness already set before me." I opened the door. "Is there a problem?" Krasimira inquired as I stepped out. She had a guardian too. Pamela was also close by and strategically placed to dispose of said guardian. "Her bodyguard told me to ignore Tadêfi, so I am," I muttered. I hurt. The pain-killers had yet to kick in; and I'd just come out of a coma. Fuck'em. If Ishara wanted me to nail that girl, she was going to have to step up on her level of assistance aimed my way. I accepted that she had her limitations, but so did I. "Cáel Ishara, is that precisely what she said?" the Keeper was being diplomatic. "No; what do I call you?" "Krasimira, Cáel," she answered. "I do not believe it was Tadêfi's intent to be ignored. May I mediate?" "No," I replied. "I will talk with Tadêfi alone, or not at all. Quite frankly, half the time you women open your mouths, I want to kick you off the roof of this building. Either I see some damn humility; your words, Krasimira; or I carry on the Amazon tradition with Ishara and her legion of former 'Runners' while the rest of you are throttled by your pride." Do note that the Executive Services floor was very active and several members heard my statement loud and clear. "May we please try this meeting one more time?" she requested. Her bodyguard nearly choked on Krasimira's gentle, conciliatory tone. "I could not consider myself an Amazon and deny the Keeper's suggestion on this matter. Let's give it one more shot," I conceded. All I was asking for was 'nice'. I wasn't deluded into thinking Krasimira was suddenly my fan. She was simply acting on the enlightenment that her ancestors and goddesses had revealed. We headed back into Katrina's office. As with any divine direction, she knew she had two choices; harm, or heal. She had accepted responsibility that to heal her people, the spirits had chosen a male. Liking me had nothing to do with it. Being true to her oaths and nature as an Amazon were the acting forces here. Amazons survived, first and foremost. They feared nothing, not even change. Her fellows had denied the need for change based solely on pride and Krasimira recognized that now. Back in Katrina's office, the guardian was trying to calm her nearly hysterical charge. I would have been much happier if we had been more alone. The room had become crowded with ghosts during my short absence. Krasimira, who was following, bumped into me. "Ishara?" she whispered. As unfortunate as that was, Tadêfi's blind eyes following the fixed stares of all the ghosts in my direction was worse. I squeezed my brain for an appropriate bit of trivia that would put my depression on its ass. There was this movie by M. Night Shakalaka-ding dong (or something like that) about a boy who saw dead people. The hero; the man trying to help the boy; he turned out to be a ghost as well who didn't figure that out until the end of the flick. But, it got better. Using the numerous ghostly gazes like searchlights pinning down an escaping convict, Tadêfi ran right into my arms. That was a pretty remarkable feat; a blind girl in an unfamiliar room covering four meters flawlessly. But, it kept getting better. All the ghosts started to yammer, clambering for attention. Tadêfi began to weep piteously. I had to wonder if this was Ishara's penalty for keeping my mind free of her meddling. No one else seemed to understand what the fuck was going on. Krasimira was the augur wrangler, not in tune with the spirits herself. She was also the Supreme Litigator, which necessitated her being able to interact with the mortal world on a constant basis, so I couldn't hold her lack of spiritual mojo against her. My instincts were telling me that screaming and yelling was pointless. The cacophony was incredibly vexing, but I could deal. Tadêfi couldn't. I was looking at this dilemma from the wrong angle. Instead of taking on the hundreds, I would take on the one. I placed one of the augur's hands on my lips then placed my hands over her ears. My hope was that since I could interact with the restless dead, my flesh could act as a buffer to their insistent beseeching of us for recognition of their numerous appeals. My first song was one of the melodies sung to me by Oneida's kin while I fought off her Death Pledge. Bit by bit, a tiny fraction followed by the greater whole, I pulled Tadêfi back from the brink of insanity. Eventually, she began mumbling a different refrain into my chest. "My ears work better than my lip-reading," I chided her playfully. The ghosts hadn't stopped their pleas for attention. It was the sonic and tactile sensation of my song upon her fingers and the fluctuation of my lungs in pushing forth the music that allowed her to focus on her mortal coil. As we sang together, eventually with her teaching me a few new ballads, we shut the world out. Once our shared reality collapsed down to just the two of us, the babble diminished then finally faded away. "May I relay my message now?" Tadêfi requested. "No, we have to have sex first," I replied. Whoops; shit-storm. What followed was a blur. "I can't have sex," Tadêfi murmured. "The touch of a man would corrupt me." Plus. "She is an augur," her guardian declared firmly. "She must remain a virgin." Plus. "Cáel Ishara, augurs cannot be;” Krasimira's tongue became tied. "You go, Tiger," Pamela tossed out there. "Tadêfi, where are you right now?" I began my rotation of responses. "Why does she have to be a virgin? And, thanks Pamela. That was less helpful than normal." "I aim to disappoint, Cheetah," Pamela smirked. I couldn't see her face, but I knew she was. She; Tarzan. Me; Cheetah, the Immortal baby chimpanzee. Just what I needed. "It is the law," the guardian moved to separate us. "She must not be touched by a man," Krasimira stated. "Not having intercourse is implied. If she has been corrupted, why did the spirits continue to surround her after Cáel's touch?" "Keeper, this cannot be allowed," the guardian changed her focus. "I agree in that this is your choice to make," Krasimira countered. "Without knowing the missive, you must decide what your charge may, and may not, do. Your oath is to her personally, not to me or any other entity. Consider what the task of guardian truly is before deciding." The convoluted decision: what was the chief duty of a guardian; the message, or the messenger? The augur could convey urgency yet was powerless to act without the guardian's permission. She had to trust her guardian with the basics of life. The guardian; she had to trust what could not be sensed, or even fully understood. "Why; why this condition?" the guardian returned her gaze to me. I could have been a dick. "Dot Ishara told me to have intercourse with the first woman I saw when I woke up," I said. "If you hurt her, I will kill you," the Amazon threatened. "First off, Tadêfi, would you like to fool around?" I might want to get my potential sex partners permission before proceeding. You know; not be a rapist. "I don't know what you want, but if this is what we must do," Tadêfi acquiesced. "First time sex is going to be painful, so be prepared," I cautioned both young women. "If you;” the guardian repeated her threat. "Cáel, you should give daily thanks I don't leave a trail of dead bodies everywhere you go," Pamela declared with malicious menace. "So many pretentious bitches; I tell you, my ability to tolerate your forgiving nature is being sorely tested, damn it." Wow, was that totally ass-backwards, or what? As a side note to life: I was going to receive a serious beat-down the second my sexual tryst ended. Two pernicious women: Buffy; I had been damaged by someone who wasn't her. There was no way she'd forgive me for that. And Pamela; I had sent Estere away to escort Libra instead of keeping the assassin close. Without a doubt, I had taken Pamela away from some odious errand conducted on my behalf, yet without my knowledge. Yes, some serious torment was headed my way. Back to the girl at hand. Back to being the 'me' I wanted to be. Oink! With torturous reluctance, the guardian made to leave. "Wait," I called out. "You can stay if you join us." Yes, I was angling for a three-way with a women who wanted to make line drives with a five iron using my nuts for golf balls; and the blind and deaf girl. I couldn

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Return To Tradition
Synod Leaders Confirm New Pagan Mass Will Be Inflicted On The Church

Return To Tradition

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 9, 2024 15:49


The Synod on Synodality continues, with Fr James Martin, SJ, making waves, and the new 'Amazonian Rite' of Mass being confirmed.Sources: https://www.returntotradition.org Contact Me: Email: return2catholictradition@gmail.com Support My Work: Patreon https://www.patreon.com/AnthonyStine SubscribeStar https://www.subscribestar.net/return-to-tradition Buy Me A Coffee https://www.buymeacoffee.com/AnthonyStine Physical Mail: Anthony Stine PO Box 3048 Shawnee, OK 74802 Follow me on the following social media: https://www.facebook.com/ReturnToCatholicTradition/ https://twitter.com/pontificatormax +JMJ+ --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/anthony-stine/support

The Raw Food Health Empowerment Podcast
The Shocking Brain Damage Your Parents May Have Inflicted

The Raw Food Health Empowerment Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 4, 2024 13:41


Boost Your Wellness Journey: 21 Days to Immunity and Cognitive Health Meal Prep Challenge starts October 1st! Enroll here https://rawfoodmealplanner.practicebetter.io/#/661e55654e215ba133f25023/bookings?c=66cbc5dab3328f14051073bb Join the Conversation: Subscribe to the Raw Food Health Empowerment Podcast and share this episode with anyone on their own path of health and transformation.  // HOST Samantha Salmon, Certified Brain Optimization Coach The information provided in this broadcast is for educational purposes only and is not intended as medical advice. These statements have not been evaluated by the food and drug administration, or the equivalent in your country. Any products/services mentioned are not intended to diagnose, treat, cure, or prevent disease.  RawFoodMealPlanner.com © 2024

Only in Seattle - Real Estate Unplugged
#2,470 - Thornton resident demands free counseling from Supermayor for damage her associates have inflicted

Only in Seattle - Real Estate Unplugged

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 28, 2024 20:10


Jennifer Robertz is a Lansing resident who has been attending Thornton Township Board meetings. The text below is the public comment she made during the August 20 regular meeting of the Board. My name is Jennifer Robertz. When I was a child, from the ages of 9-11 I was sexually molested by close family members. I was made to believe that if I said something no one would believe me. I became silent, my voice lost in a sea of depression. I experienced low self esteem and loss of identity. I became unsure of who I was or who I would become. When I became a mother of a beautiful girl, I vowed that what happened to me will never happen to her — but unfortunately, as a single working mom, I could not protect her from the generational curse that plagued my family.

The Economist Morning Briefing
Israel says it inflicted “crushing blow”; dozens killed in Balochistan, and more

The Economist Morning Briefing

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 27, 2024 4:02


Israel said that Hizbullah had suffered a “crushing blow” from Israeli air strikes on southern Lebanon, which it claimed foiled Hizbullah's plans for a bigger attack.

360 with Katie Woolf
Opposition Leader Lia Finocchiaro is questioning the timing around the Police Commissioner's Garma Festival apology for past harms inflicted on Aboriginal people at the hands of police

360 with Katie Woolf

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 6, 2024 14:28


RNZ: Checkpoint
Maori and Pacific had more violence inflicted on them - Inquiry

RNZ: Checkpoint

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 25, 2024 3:06


A survivor of abuse in a faith based institution wants a Pasifika specific approach to redress for some survivors. The Royal Commission's findings show Maori and Pacific survivors had more physical violence inflicted on them, than other ethnicities, RNZ Pacific reporter Caleb Fotheringham reports.

Politics Done Right
Stop buying the crap Inflation and working-class angst are inflicted by corporations, PERIOD!

Politics Done Right

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 20, 2024 9:58


Corporations drive inflation, exploiting working-class struggles for profit. It's time to challenge corporate greed and demand economic justice for all. Subscribe to our Newsletter: https://politicsdoneright.com/newsletter Purchase our Books: As I See It: https://amzn.to/3XpvW5o How To Make America Utopia: https://amzn.to/3VKVFnG It's Worth It: https://amzn.to/3VFByXP Lose Weight And Be Fit Now: https://amzn.to/3xiQK3K Tribulations of an Afro-Latino Caribbean man: https://amzn.to/4c09rbE --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/politicsdoneright/message

Better Animal Handling
Dog Inflicted Injury Liability for Owners

Better Animal Handling

Play Episode Listen Later May 21, 2024 15:09


This week, Dr. Chastain and Ginger warn present and future dog owners about:Type of dogs with the most potential for inflicting injuriesDog owner legal responsibilitiesPossible lawsuits for injuries to other people by your dogLink to show notes: BetterAnimalHandling.com

Relationship Chronicles
Episode 496 Many Facets of Your Life Is Affected Because of Your Mindset

Relationship Chronicles

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 30, 2024 27:36


How you think, affects you, your relationships, and many facets of your life. Unhealed hearts and minds leads many on paths of unhappiness. What's really sad is that people choose to remain where they've always been and never choosing change. The one person people neglect the most is the very one who needs attention, SELF! People go through life looking for the very things they need to possess within self. This is because of unhealed hearts and minds. If you don't deal with your unresolved issues, you can't heal from them and move on. People hold on to all of the negative thoughts and feelings, which leads to dysfunctional ways of living. People go through life wondering why they always go through things, but truth is 99% of the time people open themselves up to things they shouldn't. It goes back to unhealed mindsets. People cast blame, but how we choose to live or who we choose to become, falls on self.Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/relationship-chronicles--4126439/support.

Levelheaded Talk
04-18-2024 Inflicted Trauma

Levelheaded Talk

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 18, 2024 4:01


Dr. Vitz describes the third of four types of trauma:  Inflicted trauma.  We discuss the impact of physical, mental, or emotional abuse or trauma. (Originally aired 05-05-2022)

This Week in the CLE
Today in Ohio - April 18, 2024 A surprise, bipartisan chance in Ohio's Legislature to reduce cruelty inflicted on dogs

This Week in the CLE

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 18, 2024 29:00


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Thought Capture
Rising from the Pit of Betrayal / Genesis 37

Thought Capture

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 15, 2024 28:07


Unless you have lived a very charmed and protected existence, you have experienced betrayal. Inflicted by somebody you were supposed to be able to trust. Oh, the deep hurt that emerges from these incidents. Particularly when that person is a family member or a church member who stabs you in the back. Hopefully, when this occurred, you found depth in your faith and obedience in your heart. These experiences make or break you. From the Bible, we learn that Joseph was from a dysfunctional family. Yes, this family had Jacob as its father, and it was a home full of contempt and jealousy.

The Trevor Carey Show
Lifelong Democrat Voters: Do You See the Damage You've Inflicted?

The Trevor Carey Show

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 5, 2024 38:05 Transcription Available


Dungeons & Dragons & Dummies
73. Inflicted Wounds | Unstable Evolution - Book 2

Dungeons & Dragons & Dummies

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 2, 2024 42:49


Welcome dndndummies listeners! We are so excited to have you with us on this journey. We give a sneak peek at some upcoming content to start the episode. The party continues their treacherous journey into the Valley of Cinders. We pick up in the middle of an epic battle. Check out dndndummies.com for more! If you're enjoying the show please give us a rating/review on your podcast app. Thank you! --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/dndndummies/support

The Echo Chamber Podcast
1226. The Planning Bill – The greatest act of self harm that the Irish State has ever inflicted on itself

The Echo Chamber Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 26, 2024 37:06


Please join us at patreon.com/tortoiseshack The government's new planning bill has been called anti-democratic, regressive and dystopian. And that was by its supporters. We now know, following the work of the Ditch, that there are real worries about who is driving this policy. Joining us to discuss the many flaws is solicitor Fred Logue. He's worried that in seeking to fix a problem that doesn't exist this Bill will cause more litigation, longer planning delays and slow down housing delivery. Doomed before it begins? The Constantin Gurdgiev podcast is out now here:https://www.patreon.com/posts/patron-exclusive-100344192

RNZ: Checkpoint
Horrific and deliberate injuries inflicted on 2 Lower Hutt children

RNZ: Checkpoint

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 22, 2024 0:44


Multiple broken bones, extensive bruising, a brain bleed and severe internal damage. That's just some of the horrific and deliberate injuries inflicted on two young lower hutt siblings over some time; according to police. The children are just four and five years old. Ruth Hill speaks to Lisa Owen.

The Joe Kelley Show
Boeing whistleblower found dead of 'self-inflicted' gunshot wound; FL settles 'don't say gay'

The Joe Kelley Show

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 11, 2024 65:33


S3E038 - State of Florida settles the challenge against the Parental Rights in Education Act (aka - 'Don't Say Gay Bill); Boeing whistleblower found dead in his pickup truck of 'self-inflicted gunshot wound;' NFL fans suffer from amputations after one of the coldest games in league history.

Best of the Left - Leftist Perspectives on Progressive Politics, News, Culture, Economics and Democracy
#1163 Strange Bedfellows: Looking at why Ethno-Nationalists Admire Israel and the Violence Inflicted on Gaza (Throwback)

Best of the Left - Leftist Perspectives on Progressive Politics, News, Culture, Economics and Democracy

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 5, 2024 47:43


Original Air Date 2/7/2018 Looking at Israel from a variety of angles including what they do to Palestinians in Gaza and the West Bank and why White supremacists, of all people, support them Be part of the show! Leave us a message or text at 202-999-3991 or email Jay@BestOfTheLeft.com BestOfTheLeft.com/Support (Members Get Bonus Clips and Shows + No Ads!) Join our Discord community! Show Notes Ch. 1: Opening Theme: Loving Acoustic Instrumental by John Douglas Orr  Ch. 2: Breaking down Trump's moves on Israel - Intercepted (@theintercept) - Air Date 1-31-18 Ch. 3: What doesn't get mentioned when reporting on Israel - CounterSpin (@FAIRmediawatch) - Air Date 1-19-18 Ch. 4: “Gaza An Inquest into Its Martyrdom” Norman Finkelstein on the Many Lies Perpetuated About Gaza - @DemocracyNow - Air Date 01-10-18 Ch. 5: What Israel has to do with local policing in the US - Intercepted (@theintercept) - Air Date 9-20-17 Ch. 6: Richard Spencer Appears On Israeli TV, Says Ethno-Nationalism Should Make Viewers Respect Him - Majority Report (@MajorityFM) - Air Date: 08-21-17 Ch. 7: Ilan Pappé: The Myths of Israel - @TheRealNews - Air Date 3-30-17 Ch. 8: Final comments addressing some of the concerns about the #MeToo movement (Music from Blue Dot Sessions, Free Music Archive) Produced by Jay! Tomlinson Thanks for listening! Visit us at BestOfTheLeft.com Support the show via Patreon Check out the BotL iOS/Android App in the App Stores! Follow at Twitter.com/BestOfTheLeft Like at Facebook.com/BestOfTheLeft Contact me directly at Jay@BestOfTheLeft.com  

Cold Case Files: Happily Ever After?
S02E16: Extreme narcissism, talking to inanimate objects, murder for hire, unlikely allies, and a litany of crimes inflicted on the innocent.

Cold Case Files: Happily Ever After?

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 29, 2024 86:14


Rebroadcast of S01E06. Jealousy and greed fuel a series of heinous crimes. A woman's extreme narcissism drives her to commission the murder of her innocent stepdaughter.

AMERICA OUT LOUD PODCAST NETWORK
Deaths of despair and other toxic pathologies inflicted on us by the perverted public health pandemic management

AMERICA OUT LOUD PODCAST NETWORK

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 11, 2024 58:26


America Out Loud PULSE with Dr. Harvey Risch – Public health failed its basic function during the pandemic, to estimate not only the benefits but also the risks of any policy interventions. Instead of recognizing that managing the pandemic involved minimizing medical risks, psychological risks, economic risks, and citizenship risks, it denied the last three and only considered medical issues, and in a perverted way at that...

America Out Loud PULSE
Deaths of despair and other toxic pathologies inflicted on us by the perverted public health pandemic management

America Out Loud PULSE

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 11, 2024 58:26


America Out Loud PULSE with Dr. Harvey Risch – Public health failed its basic function during the pandemic, to estimate not only the benefits but also the risks of any policy interventions. Instead of recognizing that managing the pandemic involved minimizing medical risks, psychological risks, economic risks, and citizenship risks, it denied the last three and only considered medical issues, and in a perverted way at that...

AMERICA OUT LOUD PODCAST NETWORK
The profound destruction inflicted by verbal abuse!

AMERICA OUT LOUD PODCAST NETWORK

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 27, 2024


Nurses Out Loud with Nurse Michele, RN – We delve into the profound impact of verbal abuse within faith communities. Drawing from biblical scripture and personal insights, they shed light on the destructive power of words and the urgent need for faith leaders to address this issue. Join us as we uncover the hidden struggle faced by victims and advocate for a more compassionate and just approach within our religious communities.

Nurses Out Loud
The profound destruction inflicted by verbal abuse!

Nurses Out Loud

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 27, 2024


Nurses Out Loud with Nurse Michele, RN – We delve into the profound impact of verbal abuse within faith communities. Drawing from biblical scripture and personal insights, they shed light on the destructive power of words and the urgent need for faith leaders to address this issue. Join us as we uncover the hidden struggle faced by victims and advocate for a more compassionate and just approach within our religious communities.

Ms. Righttime Podcast
How to process cheating you saw as a child inflicted to your other parent

Ms. Righttime Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 16, 2024 5:03


How to process cheating you saw as a child inflicted to your other parent --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/yolanda254/message Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/yolanda254/support

Dark Side of Wikipedia | True Crime & Dark History
Defense Attorney Bob Motta Breaks Down The Torture That Ruby Franke Inflicted On Her Children-WEEK IN REVIEW

Dark Side of Wikipedia | True Crime & Dark History

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 7, 2024 8:18


Welcome to the "Week in Review," where we delve into the true stories behind this week's headlines. Your host, Tony Brueski, joins hands with a rotating roster of guests, sharing their insights and analysis on a collection of intriguing, perplexing, and often chilling stories that made the news.       This is not your average news recap. With the sharp investigative lens of Tony and his guests, the show uncovers layers beneath the headlines, offering a comprehensive perspective that traditional news can often miss. From high-profile criminal trials to in-depth examinations of ongoing investigations, this podcast takes listeners on a fascinating journey through the world of true crime and current events.       Each episode navigates through multiple stories, illuminating their details with factual reporting, expert commentary, and engaging conversation. Tony and his guests discuss each case's nuances, complexities, and human elements, delivering a multi-dimensional understanding to their audience.  Whether you are a dedicated follower of true crime or an everyday listener interested in the stories shaping our world, the "Week In Review" brings you the perfect balance of intrigue, information, and intelligent conversation. Expect thoughtful analysis, informed opinions, and thought-provoking discussions beyond the 24-hour news cycle. Want to listen to ALL of our podcasts AD-FREE? Subscribe through APPLE PODCASTS, and try it for three days free: https://tinyurl.com/ycw626tj Follow Our Other Cases: https://www.truecrimetodaypod.com The latest on Catching the Long Island Serial Killer, Awaiting Admission: BTK's Unconfessed Crimes, Chad & Lori Daybell, The Murder of Ana Walshe, Alex Murdaugh, Bryan Kohberger, Lucy Letby, Kouri Richins, Justice for Harmony Montgomery, The Murder of Stephen Smith, The Murder of Madeline Kingsbury, and much more! Listen at https://www.truecrimetodaypod.com

Hidden Killers With Tony Brueski | True Crime News & Commentary
Defense Attorney Bob Motta Breaks Down The Torture That Ruby Franke Inflicted On Her Children-WEEK IN REVIEW

Hidden Killers With Tony Brueski | True Crime News & Commentary

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 7, 2024 8:18


Welcome to the "Week in Review," where we delve into the true stories behind this week's headlines. Your host, Tony Brueski, joins hands with a rotating roster of guests, sharing their insights and analysis on a collection of intriguing, perplexing, and often chilling stories that made the news.       This is not your average news recap. With the sharp investigative lens of Tony and his guests, the show uncovers layers beneath the headlines, offering a comprehensive perspective that traditional news can often miss. From high-profile criminal trials to in-depth examinations of ongoing investigations, this podcast takes listeners on a fascinating journey through the world of true crime and current events.       Each episode navigates through multiple stories, illuminating their details with factual reporting, expert commentary, and engaging conversation. Tony and his guests discuss each case's nuances, complexities, and human elements, delivering a multi-dimensional understanding to their audience.  Whether you are a dedicated follower of true crime or an everyday listener interested in the stories shaping our world, the "Week In Review" brings you the perfect balance of intrigue, information, and intelligent conversation. Expect thoughtful analysis, informed opinions, and thought-provoking discussions beyond the 24-hour news cycle. Want to listen to ALL of our podcasts AD-FREE? Subscribe through APPLE PODCASTS, and try it for three days free: https://tinyurl.com/ycw626tj Follow Our Other Cases: https://www.truecrimetodaypod.com The latest on Catching the Long Island Serial Killer, Awaiting Admission: BTK's Unconfessed Crimes, Chad & Lori Daybell, The Murder of Ana Walshe, Alex Murdaugh, Bryan Kohberger, Lucy Letby, Kouri Richins, Justice for Harmony Montgomery, The Murder of Stephen Smith, The Murder of Madeline Kingsbury, and much more! Listen at https://www.truecrimetodaypod.com

The 4&3 Podcast
Freed Hostage Details 'Psychological Warfare' Gazan Family Inflicted, Connecticut Woman Gets Medically Assisted Suicide, Bret Baier Interview, 1 Peter 5

The 4&3 Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 5, 2024 24:16


On today's Quick Start podcast: NEWS: Freed Hostage Details 'Psychological Warfare' Gazan Family Inflicted, Connecticut Woman Gets Medically Assisted Suicide MAIN THING: Bret Baier Interview LAST THING: 1 Peter 5 SHOW LINKS: ***NEW PODCAST ALERT*** Subscribe and Listen to Newsmakers CLICK HERE "Roaring Twenties" Prayer Event Details CLICK HERE CBN News https://www2.cbn.com/news Faithwire https://www.faithwire.com/ CBN News YouTube https://www.youtube.com/@CBNnewsonline Email us! QuickStartPodcast@cbn.org

WBUR News
Harvard's troubles are 'self-inflicted,' says crisis management consultant

WBUR News

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 4, 2024 6:32


Simon Barker, who consults colleges and universities on crisis management, says Harvard committed several missteps in addressing the Hamas attack on Israel and resulting fallout, as well as plagiarism allegations against now-former President Claudine Gay.

Dark Side of Wikipedia | True Crime & Dark History
Defense Attorney, Bob Motta, Breaks Down the Torture That Ruby Franke Inflicted on Her Children

Dark Side of Wikipedia | True Crime & Dark History

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 3, 2024 8:49


In a shocking twist that leaves many grappling with disbelief, Ruby Franke, the once-celebrated mommy blogger of "8 Passengers," has pled guilty to an appalling series of child abuse crimes. A recent episode of the podcast "Hidden Killers," hosted by Tony Brueski, dove deep into the case with insights from Bob Motta, a noted defense attorney. Their discussion revealed a harrowing tale of abuse and manipulation that has left the public reeling.  Franke, along with Jodi Hildebrandt, stood accused of perpetrating a range of abuses on her children. The plea agreement, a document typically required by the court to outline the evidence against a defendant, laid bare the extent of these atrocities. The list included forcing children to endure physically exhausting punishments, denying them food and water, isolating them from others, and inflicting physical harm, including kicking and smothering.  Motta pointed out the strategic move behind Franke's guilty plea. Given the gravity and volume of evidence, most notably the testimonies of her own children, a trial seemed an insurmountable challenge for the defense. The potential sentence Franke faces is daunting, with each count carrying a range of 1 to 15 years, potentially served consecutively. This decision to plead guilty likely stemmed from the desire to reduce the severity of her sentence and to spare her children the trauma of a public trial.  The discussion also touched upon the role of Jodi Hildebrandt, though her relationship with Franke remains murky. Motta emphasized that regardless of her association with Hildebrandt, Franke's primary role as a mother was to protect her children, a duty she egregiously failed. Her actions were not only criminal but a gross violation of parental responsibility.  The court of public opinion has been swift and severe in its judgment. Franke's once-admired persona as a loving mother has been irrevocably tainted. The case stands as a stark reminder of the potential for darkness hidden behind a screen.  According to Motta, Franke's legal team likely advised her to plead guilty as the best strategic move under the circumstances. Facing a trial with strong evidence against her would have not only increased the likelihood of a harsher sentence but also subjected her children to the ordeal of testifying against their mother. As the legal proceedings progress towards the sentencing phase, questions loom over the extent of the punishment Franke will receive. Her guilty plea, while strategic, also serves as an admission of the horrific acts she committed against her children. The court's decision will be closely watched, as it will set a precedent for how such egregious cases of child abuse are handled legally.  In conclusion, the case of Ruby Franke presents a chilling narrative of how a seemingly idyllic family life can mask a reality of unimaginable abuse. It raises profound questions about the responsibility of parents, the trust we place in public figures, and the mechanisms of justice in confronting such heinous acts. The final question remains: How will the legal system balance the need for justice with the complexities of a case that has shocked and appalled a nation? Want to listen to ALL of our podcasts AD-FREE? Subscribe through APPLE PODCASTS, and try it for three days free: https://tinyurl.com/ycw626tj Follow Our Other Cases: https://www.truecrimetodaypod.com The latest on Catching the Long Island Serial Killer, Awaiting Admission: BTK's Unconfessed Crimes, Delphi Murders: Inside the Crime, Chad & Lori Daybell, The Murder of Ana Walshe, Alex Murdaugh, Bryan Kohberger, Lucy Letby, Kouri Richins, Malevolent Mormon Mommys, Justice for Harmony Montgomery, The Murder of Stephen Smith, The Murder of Madeline Kingsbury, and much more! Listen at https://www.truecrimetodaypod.com

Hidden Killers With Tony Brueski | True Crime News & Commentary
Defense Attorney, Bob Motta, Breaks Down the Torture That Ruby Franke Inflicted on Her Children

Hidden Killers With Tony Brueski | True Crime News & Commentary

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 3, 2024 8:49


In a shocking twist that leaves many grappling with disbelief, Ruby Franke, the once-celebrated mommy blogger of "8 Passengers," has pled guilty to an appalling series of child abuse crimes. A recent episode of the podcast "Hidden Killers," hosted by Tony Brueski, dove deep into the case with insights from Bob Motta, a noted defense attorney. Their discussion revealed a harrowing tale of abuse and manipulation that has left the public reeling.  Franke, along with Jodi Hildebrandt, stood accused of perpetrating a range of abuses on her children. The plea agreement, a document typically required by the court to outline the evidence against a defendant, laid bare the extent of these atrocities. The list included forcing children to endure physically exhausting punishments, denying them food and water, isolating them from others, and inflicting physical harm, including kicking and smothering.  Motta pointed out the strategic move behind Franke's guilty plea. Given the gravity and volume of evidence, most notably the testimonies of her own children, a trial seemed an insurmountable challenge for the defense. The potential sentence Franke faces is daunting, with each count carrying a range of 1 to 15 years, potentially served consecutively. This decision to plead guilty likely stemmed from the desire to reduce the severity of her sentence and to spare her children the trauma of a public trial.  The discussion also touched upon the role of Jodi Hildebrandt, though her relationship with Franke remains murky. Motta emphasized that regardless of her association with Hildebrandt, Franke's primary role as a mother was to protect her children, a duty she egregiously failed. Her actions were not only criminal but a gross violation of parental responsibility.  The court of public opinion has been swift and severe in its judgment. Franke's once-admired persona as a loving mother has been irrevocably tainted. The case stands as a stark reminder of the potential for darkness hidden behind a screen.  According to Motta, Franke's legal team likely advised her to plead guilty as the best strategic move under the circumstances. Facing a trial with strong evidence against her would have not only increased the likelihood of a harsher sentence but also subjected her children to the ordeal of testifying against their mother. As the legal proceedings progress towards the sentencing phase, questions loom over the extent of the punishment Franke will receive. Her guilty plea, while strategic, also serves as an admission of the horrific acts she committed against her children. The court's decision will be closely watched, as it will set a precedent for how such egregious cases of child abuse are handled legally.  In conclusion, the case of Ruby Franke presents a chilling narrative of how a seemingly idyllic family life can mask a reality of unimaginable abuse. It raises profound questions about the responsibility of parents, the trust we place in public figures, and the mechanisms of justice in confronting such heinous acts. The final question remains: How will the legal system balance the need for justice with the complexities of a case that has shocked and appalled a nation? Want to listen to ALL of our podcasts AD-FREE? Subscribe through APPLE PODCASTS, and try it for three days free: https://tinyurl.com/ycw626tj Follow Our Other Cases: https://www.truecrimetodaypod.com The latest on Catching the Long Island Serial Killer, Awaiting Admission: BTK's Unconfessed Crimes, Delphi Murders: Inside the Crime, Chad & Lori Daybell, The Murder of Ana Walshe, Alex Murdaugh, Bryan Kohberger, Lucy Letby, Kouri Richins, Malevolent Mormon Mommys, Justice for Harmony Montgomery, The Murder of Stephen Smith, The Murder of Madeline Kingsbury, and much more! Listen at https://www.truecrimetodaypod.com

GET INSPIRED with Jason Rosell
3 steps to release PAIN INFLICTED from others | Solo episode

GET INSPIRED with Jason Rosell

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 2, 2023 1:54


Pain from our partners, family members and friends can be brutal and detrimental. Many times people do not realize that they are doing this as they do not have the knowledge, experience or simply they may have a chemical imbalance such as borderline personality disorder or NPD. Follow these 3 steps below

The Brothers Grim Punkcast
The Brothers Grim Punkcast #404

The Brothers Grim Punkcast

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 1, 2023


Episode 404... we discuss the ol' dreaded browser Error 404... a few songs with that vibe, but so much more. Enjoy another one from our new album "One Small Step For Punk" that you can find on our Bandcamp! Plenty of newer 2023 tunes you can also find on Bandcamp. Give Punkbot138 a like and follow on dumb Instagram. Long live punk! Enjoy!Download and stream here (iTunes and Google Podcasts as well):BROS GRIM Error 404 Bros Grim Archive here:BROS GRIM ARCHIVEAiring Wednesdays 7pm PST on PUNK ROCK DEMONSTRATION & Fridays/Saturdays 7pm PST on RIPPER RADIO.Send us stuff to brothersgrimpunk@gmail.com.Harrowing Punk...Van BC Don't touch me 0:43 Hollow Point Democracy Manifest San Diego Alienación 2:08 Rival Squad Rival Squad // All Beat Up 2021 Split Ontario Slow Songs 0:18 Hellbent Primitive Hits Portugal You Give Punk a Bad Name 2:44 Systemik Viølence Satanarkist Attack Human Error (bkgrd) 3:47 Subhumans EPLP_Bluurg Recs War on Drugs 2:36 Resist Resistography Vultures 2:04 Resist And Exist Music For Social Change Osocze 1:23 CzosnEk Sometimes CA Plague of Demons 2:27 IDEADEATH DEMO (2022) B.R. Act 1:24 Strung Up All Tanked Up Friendly Environment 2:50 Corrupted Morals Cheese-It_Lookout Recs Work Life Balance 1:19 Vinny Daze Apex Primate Camp 2:13 Guttermouth Shave The Planet I Realized My Error on Harrison Street (bkgrd) 2:35 This Is My Fist I Don't Want to Startle You... Brooklyn Declaration of Hat 1:41 SNUBBED Harrowing End CA Youth Under Attack 1:38 The Government Fight the Tide London History distortion 1:37 TYSTVAR TYSTVAR Germany Isolation 1:09 Waivers WAIVERS E.P Wash DC Don't Fuck With Me 1:52 Inflicted Demo 2023 NZ Wretched 1:41 Skitkrimes Razored Raw Bandcamp Single NZ Razored Raw Feasting Eyes 1:46 Dole Bludger Demonstration Tape NZ NOTHING IN MY HEAD 1:02 THE DUD UGLYS DEATH BY DOOMSDAY Crisis (bkgrd) 4:10 DIRT Just An Error REEFER MADNESS 1:00 DJINN "HELL IS REAL" LP RAT RACE 1:22 LÜGER DEMO 2020 Brown Bread 1:36 Short Bus Window Lickers UNRELEASED 100% unofficial History Of Error 1:19 D-Clone Creation and Destroy_Agipunk Recs92 Human Error 0:48 Stiff Meds Exciting Violence CS Human Error 1:32 Courtroom Sketches Demo The More I See   2:03 Discharge 1984 - Never Again Compilation Ain't No Love 1:43 Dark Thoughts Dark ThoughtsRadical Error (bkgrd) 2:52 Pïg-Krüst NOISE FROM HELL COMPILATION VOL​.​6  Error Sniffs (bkgrd) 2:49 Vorwahl Ost Rec V/A Street Voices III Miss You 1:54 Brothers Grim Punk    One Small Step For Punk...

Black Men Save Yourselves
Mastering Seduction During Your Rise in Status: What Pleasure or Pain Have You Inflicted Lately

Black Men Save Yourselves

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 15, 2023 58:32 Transcription Available


Ever wondered how seduction plays a role in both your personal relationships and the business world? Join us on this eye-opening exploration of transactional relationships, where we share tips on leveraging your position and understanding your worth to achieve your desired outcomes in business and love.As we dive into the concept of monkey branching, we'll examine how this controversial strategy can actually be applied in the business world to ensure a smooth transition between jobs. Our discussion also uncovers the power dynamics inherent in the workplace and relationships, and how you can protect yourself from being taken advantage of by understanding your position and value.Finally, we'll reveal the power of self-seduction, and how creating a better life for yourself can ultimately lead to establishing an intimate level of trust with investors, customers, and partners. From the dating world to the boardroom, this episode is packed with actionable advice to help you level up your seduction game in every aspect of life. Don't miss out on this insightful conversation that will change the way you view your relationships and career!

Triple M Rocks Footy AFL
Tom Browne's News | Still no spot for Paddy Dow at Carlton, Dogs v Cats one-sided rivalry, the team that's inflicted the most pain on the Pies

Triple M Rocks Footy AFL

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 2, 2023 11:16


Tom Browne gave us all the latest news ahead of round 12 kicking off tonight! TIMECODES: 0:45 – Hawthorn latest 2:00 – Selection news – Carlton and Melbourne 3:00 – Geelong injury woes worsen 4:00 – Essendon and North selection 4:25 – Daisy Thomas and Heath Shaw's theory on the Pies' injuries and illnesses 6:15 – Max Gawn's mid-season trade period comments 8:15 – Round 12 preview – Melbourne v Carlton 8:45 – Dogs v Cats – one sided rivalry 9:15 – Gold Coast v Adelaide 10:10 – GWS v RichmondSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

If The Shoes Fit
PR Prescription: Healing Taylor Swift's Troll-inflicted Wounds | IF THE SHOES FIT #287

If The Shoes Fit

Play Episode Listen Later May 30, 2023 30:34


Become a patron: https://www.patreon.com/iftheshoesfit Buy 7 Secret Sources of Inspiration (affiliate link): https://amzn.to/42ouNel Step into the shoes of Taylor Swift. Walk us through the PR pros and cons of dating an attention starved troll on your bland brand, live and in public, if you will. Step into the shoes of anyone with 2024 Presidential Aspirations. Walk us through how Ron DeSantis's Twitter turmoil impacts your social media strategy. REGULAR FEATURE: HEEL TURN REGULAR FEATURE: MISTYAF

Silicon Curtain
Silicon Bites - Russia has Inflicted Huge Trauma on Ukraine in A Year of Aggression and Lies

Silicon Curtain

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 6, 2023 34:03


Edition No6 | 17-03-2023 A Year of Aggression and Lies ~~~~~ FEATURED ARTICLES: https://foreignpolicy.com/2023/02/11/russia-studies-war-ukraine-decolonize-imperialism-western-academics-soviet-empire-eurasia-eastern-europe-university/ It's High Time to Decolonize Western Russia Studies Why has it taken a war of conquest for experts to recognize Russia's nature as a vast imperial enterprise? By Artem Shaipov, a member of the Aspen Institute's NextGen Transatlantic Initiative, and Yuliia Shaipova, an advisor at the Ukrainian Parliament. ~~~~~

Administrative Static Podcast
The Silicon Valley Bank Bailout; NCLA Comment Encourages Sentencing Commission to Alleviate Harms Inflicted by Judicial Deference

Administrative Static Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 24, 2023 25:00


The Silicon Valley Bank Bailout On March 10, 2023, Silicon Valley Bank failed, being the second-largest bank failure in U.S. history. The U.S. government then took extraordinary steps to stop the potential banking crisis, assuring all depositors that they could access all their money quickly, even as another major bank was shut down. Vec and Mark discuss the bailout at Silicon Valley Bank. NCLA Comment Encourages Sentencing Commission to Alleviate Harms Inflicted by Judicial Deference NCLA has filed a Comment partially supporting the United States Sentencing Commission's proposed amendments to the U.S. Sentencing Guidelines. The amendments would address circuit conflicts that have emerged regarding two inchoate offenses. NCLA sees the amendments as a first step to alleviating harm that Stinson deference inflicts. Still, federal judges must stop deferring to Guidelines commentary, because unlike the Guidelines themselves, the Commission's commentary never receives an up-or-down vote from Congress. NCLA Litigation Counsel Kara Rollins joins to talk through NCLA's recent Comment filed with the U.S. Sentencing Commission.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Ray Appleton
Pension Funds Report Millions In Losses. More Than 150,000 Catalytic Converters Were Stolen In 2022. Elon Musk Hammers Woke Politician. Stanford Medical Professor Tasked With Investigating UFO-Inflicted Brain Injuries

Ray Appleton

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 17, 2023 35:37


An Ohio public pension fund for teachers revealed it lost millions by holding more than $27 million in Silicon Valley Bank shares before the bank's collapse. The rise in catalytic converter thefts in America has been a nuisance for law enforcement agencies and car owners for the past several years. Now new data from Carfax shows just how bad the problem has gotten. Twitter CEO Elon Musk slammed the Democrat lieutenant governor of Minnesota this week over remarks that she made at an event where Democratic Gov. Tim Walz signed an executive order forcing state agencies to protect “gender-affirming” health care, including surgery. In a now-viral podcast interview with Fox News host Tucker Carlson, the primetime news anchor said a Stanford professor told him that federal officials tasked the educator with investigating several cases of troops dying from traumatic brain injuries caused by UFOsSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Unleashing Intuition Secrets
Rampant and horrific sexual abuse among many presidents, one women reveals her tales of trauma inflicted by the political elite.

Unleashing Intuition Secrets

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 9, 2023 65:42


It's no secret that human trafficking is rampant amongst the political elite but have you ever heard a first hand account of it? This is a story of CIA, MKULTRA, and mind control. We go over how it affects people and what it looks like. The purpose of todays podcast is to expose the CIA, and the Deep State. Cathy O'brien courageously shares her story of sexual abuse inflicted by not only politicians, but presidents as well. Her story is a dark one that leads to a very bright light of love, and healing. She explains how others can heal from these traumatic wounds as well. She weaves together a picture, and reveals from her own first hand account how, human trafficking is coming across our open border, the drug trafficking, and the sexualization of our children is all inter related. Pedophilia is part of a mind control agenda and politicians on every level are involved. Trauma is the basis of mind control and pedophilia is the most traumatic event on a human mind.   Is there any hope for these people?! YES!   Find out how we can take action against these extremely corrupt and evil people, and how the people affected can heal and be a bastion of light, hope, and love.   Join host Michael Jaco, Ex-Navy Seal, who teaches you how to tap into your Intuition and Unleash the Power within, so you can become the Master of your Reality. To get behind the scenes access to Michael Jaco's videos join his Intuitive Warrior club here - michaelkjacosocial.com   To connect with Michael Jaco go to his website - michaelkjaco.com   To connect with Cathy O'Brien go to her website - trance-formation.com   To connect with Kevin Hoyt go to his website - https://rumble.com/user/KevinHoytVT      

Maniac on the Loose Scary Stories
EPISODE #96 - I, WEREWOLF | A man inflicted with the curse of being a Werewolf wakes up to find himself in quite a precarious position.

Maniac on the Loose Scary Stories

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 6, 2023 13:57


IN THIS EPISODE -I, WEREWOLF – A man inflicted with the curse of being a Werewolf wakes up to find himself in quite a precarious position. All stories were written and narrated by Steve Hudgins "Hudgins is a Horror-Meister to reckon with!" VICTOR MILLER - Writer of Friday the 13th Here are 4 simple ways to help support the show: 1.) Contribute directly to the show here: https://www.maniacontheloose.com/support 2.) Buy some of Steve's books: https://www.maniacontheloose.com/books 3.) Buy some Maniac on the Loose Merchandise: https://www.maniacontheloose.com/store 4.) Please Subscribe. Share. Tell everyone you know about the show! --- Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/maniacontheloose/support

Mortal Science
Separation VI: A Tragedy Inflicted upon the Class

Mortal Science

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 26, 2023 46:00


Two class-bound universal social logics at war. “The Infrastructure of the Modern World” from “A History of Separation”, Endnotes 4 (2015)

AMERICA OUT LOUD PODCAST NETWORK
The Worst Manmade Global Catastrophe Ever Inflicted on Humanity

AMERICA OUT LOUD PODCAST NETWORK

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 30, 2022 59:00


America Out Loud PULSE with Dr. Peter and Ginger Breggin – One of our most important interviews ever. Heroic James Thorp MD warns about the size of the threat, and its details, caused by the COVID-19 experimental jabs. The global experiment is bringing forth tragedies of the most unparalleled proportions for human beings in human history...

Bill O’Reilly’s No Spin News and Analysis
America's Economic Pain – Inflicted by Inflation and Crime, Biden's Border Deflect, Marijuana's Impact on Youth, & the White House's Twitter Response

Bill O’Reilly’s No Spin News and Analysis

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 7, 2022 48:09


Tonight's rundown:  Talking Points Memo: Bill addresses the economic suffering Americans face, explaining why and the significance of the 2024 elections President Biden blows off questions regarding a border visit as he heads to Arizona Just how much of an impact is shoplifting having on the economy? The Heritage Foundation's Joel Griffith joins the No Spin News to discuss More of America's youth are partaking in marijuana use The White House isn't saying much about Elon Musk's Twitter files This Day in History: Harriet Tubman escapes from slavery Final Thought: Fight to solve your problems In Case You Missed It: Read Bill's latest column, "Elon Shakes It Up" The Christmas Store is open at BillOReilly.com! Take advantage today. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

The Hartmann Report
CAN CONGRESS REVERSE THE DAMAGE CORRUPT REPUBLICANS HAVE INFLICTED ON AMERICA?

The Hartmann Report

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 19, 2022 58:30


Democrats have two months before they lose control of the House. It's absolutely essential that they do everything possible to stop the cancer of "big money" and "dark money" in our politics. A small number of rightwing billionaires today run the show, at least for the moment, and, according to a new study, 27 of them basically own the GOP and thus the ability to block most positive and forward action by the Biden administration.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

The Health Ranger Report
Situation Update, June 2, 2022 - VIOLENCE IN HOSPITALS: Mass shootings barely compare to the MEDICAL VIOLENCE inflicted by surgeons and doctors

The Health Ranger Report

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 2, 2022 84:19 Very Popular


0:00 Intro 5:10 China vs Russia 20:30 Gun Control 26:40 Economic Collapse 39:20 Midterm Elections 43:20 Depp vs Heard 46:50 Tulsa Shooting 48:05 Violence in Hospitals 52:55 Apple 1:00:40 Hunter Biden 1:03:45 China 1:09:55 Organ Harvesting For more updates, visit: http://www.brighteon.com/channel/hrreport NaturalNews videos would not be possible without you, as always we remain passionately dedicated to our mission of educating people all over the world on the subject of natural healing remedies and personal liberty (food freedom, medical freedom, the freedom of speech, etc.). Together, we're helping create a better world, with more honest food labeling, reduced chemical contamination, the avoidance of toxic heavy metals and vastly increased scientific transparency. ▶️ Every dollar you spend at the Health Ranger Store goes toward helping us achieve important science and content goals for humanity: https://www.healthrangerstore.com/ ▶️ Sign Up For Our Newsletter: https://www.naturalnews.com/Readerregistration.html ▶️ Brighteon: https://www.brighteon.com/channels/hrreport ▶️ Join Our Social Network: https://brighteon.social/@HealthRanger ▶️ Check In Stock Products at: https://PrepWithMike.com