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BONUS DISCUSSION:  Jackson Gleghorn, graduate student in history in History at Miami University, Ohio, joins the "ROI" team to discuss, "The Worker Sportsmen:  Ideology And Practice In The British Workers Sports Federation 1930-1936."The host for the 622nd episode of "ROI" is Terri Toppler, and the history buffs are Brett Monnard and Ed Broders.Opinions expressed in this program are those of the hosts and the guest(s), and not necessarily those of KALA-FM or St. Ambrose University. This program is recorded at KALA-FM, St. Ambrose University, Davenport, Iowa, USA!

Jackson Gleghorn, graduate student in history in History at Miami University, Ohio, joins the "ROI" team to discuss, "The Worker Sportsmen:  Ideology And Practice In The British Workers Sports Federation 1930-1936."The host for the 622nd episode of "ROI" is Terri Toppler, and the history buffs are Brett Monnard and Ed Broders.Opinions expressed in this program are those of the hosts and the guest(s), and not necessarily those of KALA-FM or St. Ambrose University. This program is recorded at KALA-FM, St. Ambrose University, Davenport, Iowa, USA!

We're only two episodes in to the new season of South Park and the White House is spilling an awful lot of ink trying to convince America that they're not paying any attention

Dr. John Hawks, chair of The Department Of Anthropology and Vilas-Borghesi Distinguished Achievement Professor at The University Of Wisconsin-Madison, joins the "ROI" panelists to discuss:  How Cheese, Wheat, And Alcohol Shaped Human Evolution.The host for the 621st edition in this series is Terri Toppler, and the history buffs are Brett Monnard and Ed Broders.Opinions expressed in this program are those of the hosts and the guest(s), and not necessarily those of KALA-FM or St. Ambrose University. This program is recorded at KALA-FM, St. Ambrose University, Davenport, Iowa, USA!

BONUS DISCUSSION:  Dr. John Hawks, chair of The Department Of Anthropology and Vilas-Borghesi Distinguished Achievement Professor at The University Of Wisconsin-Madison, joins the "ROI" panelists to discuss:  How Cheese, Wheat, And Alcohol Shaped Human Evolution.The host for the 621st edition in this series is Terri Toppler, and the history buffs are Brett Monnard and Ed Broders.Opinions expressed in this program are those of the hosts and the guest(s), and not necessarily those of KALA-FM or St. Ambrose University. This program is recorded at KALA-FM, St. Ambrose University, Davenport, Iowa, USA!

Charlie Marlow discusses the state of the St. Louis Cardinals after selling at the trade deadline.Brought to you by!: https://www.triadbanking.com/Stay in beautiful Innsbrook, MO!: https://innsbrookvacations.com/vrp/unit/600_Whitetail_Waters-159-15#mlb #stlouiscardinals #charliemarlow

We discuss some dubious honors and awards. What is the Bulwer-Lytton contest? What is a Darwin award? Who has won the Foot In The Mouth award and why haven't others? Should dubious honors be feared? What does Mr. Irrelevant in the NFL Draft teach us about dubious honors?

Episode 2.26Is the universe the result of design—or just a lucky accident?In this final installment of our three-part series, we break down the formal Fine-Tuning Argument as presented by William Lane Craig and others. We walk through the logic: the constants of physics must be the result of necessity, chance, or design—and only one of those explanations holds up.We explore:-Why physical necessity doesn't explain arbitrary constants-Why chance collapses under astronomical improbabilities-Why design remains the most rational explanation for the universe's precision-We also respond to the biggest counterclaims:--

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Tom Elliott has accused the United Nations' climate chief of scaremongering following a speech in Sydney where he warned Australia would be responsible for mega-droughts and face trillions in GDP losses by 2050.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

BONUS DISCUSSION:  Dr. Rosamund Bartlett, author and Royal Literary Fund Fellow at Brasenose College, in Oxford, England, joins the "ROI" team to discuss her book Tolstoy:  A Russian Life.The host for the 620th edition in this series is Jay Swords, and the history buffs are Brett Monnard and Rick Sweet.Opinions expressed in this program are those of the hosts and the guest(s), and not necessarily those of KALA-FM or St. Ambrose University. This program is recorded at KALA-FM, St. Ambrose University, Davenport, Iowa, USA!

Dr. Rosamund Bartlett, author and Royal Literary Fund Fellow at Brasenose College, in Oxford, England, joins the "ROI" team to discuss her book Tolstoy:  A Russian Life.The host for the 620th edition in this series is Jay Swords, and the history buffs are Brett Monnard and Rick Sweet.Opinions expressed in this program are those of the hosts and the guest(s), and not necessarily those of KALA-FM or St. Ambrose University. This program is recorded at KALA-FM, St. Ambrose University, Davenport, Iowa, USA!

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Private equity is redefining influence, and only agile, change-ready professionals will survive.Accounting InfluencersWith Rob BrownIn the next 36 months or so, nearly half of accounting leaders could find themselves labeled as legacy problems. That's the stark prediction in the latest episode of Accounting Influencers, where host Rob Brown unpacks how private equity is fundamentally reshaping the rules of leadership, authority, and influence in the profession. MORE Accounting Influencers with Rob Brown As private equity (PE) firms continue to invest heavily in accounting, they're accelerating transformation—and not everyone is keeping up. “This is not just about writing big checks,” says Brown. “It's a power shift that rewards adaptability, speed, and strategic boldness over patience and technical seniority.”

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Mike Johnson, Beau Morgan, and Ali Mac let listeners call in and ask Falcons Training Camp related questions, and talk about the takeaways they have from day one of Falcons training camp practice in the Wake Up Call! Mike, Beau, and Ali also talk about how Kyle Pitts' numbers and production will be irrelevant as long as the Falcons are winning.

Send us a textIn this episode,  Rick and Magen dive into how to build systems so your business doesn't fall apart without you. They call out the “I'm-in-control” illusion a lot of owners cling to, talk about actually trusting and empowering your team, and stress writing stuff down so people know what to do. The big takeaway: structure is great, but it's gotta bend. Keep tweaking and improving, because business moves fast and your systems should too. In this episode, you will learn-●     Building systems allows your business to thrive independently.●     The more involved you are, the more fragile your business becomes.●     Delegation is essential for growth and efficiency.●     Trusting your team leads to better decision-making.●     Documenting processes is crucial for consistency and training.●     Empower your team with the right tools and resources.●     Feedback is vital for continuous improvement.●     Systems should facilitate, not restrict, employee performance. Reach out to us at info@atomicstoragegroup.com

Isn't it strange that I can write something, and not remember what I wrote the next day? I remember that I wrote it, and writing it, but not the words, really, or the structure. They make pictures in the documents, shapes that they themselves as things make imprints as etching but have never been seen, by anyone else but me, at least—and whoever is phishing in my documents. That's the dangerous part. I do remember Jimmy Fallon, or just glimpse of it—that's the other dangerous part. What exactly have I become apart of? Why is this character hounding in the back of my mind? And what is relentlessly bc aching for truth and still clinging to the secrecy I left him alone, but the thing kept returning. Like that little yellow breasted bird who kept coming to visit me; he adored himself so looking in the water pipe like it was a mirror— what a paradox No hot water heaters, but also, No tent cities. Then, I wasn't exactly an expatriate, or enemy to the patriarch. I liked men in charge, so long as they were the right kind of man. But what is the right kind of man? These versus were written in cadences that seemed like gibberish at the time, but two days later reading back, did seem to make sense… but for what? It was almost peaceful in the apartment now that I seemed to be on the way out. “You were warned in the drama club,” The words rang in my mind but I had no idea whether they were just words to another song or some sort of string of things— these telemetrical tests to see if I could hear these things being stated over and over to me as if they were drills rather than things I was thinking. Apparently I'd been betrayed but what was new? My entire being in existence had been strings of betrayals and so these words, though unkind, could have meant anything. Fear, usually, was the biggest weapon against any mind endangered, but I wasn't in fear of anything besides never seeing my son again— this was likely either way in that certainly in at least one way, I had been betrayed. Perhaps I was expected to act like a man, and that I wouldn't miss or always feel attached to my baby; but I wasn't a man, or a dog. In fact, I was a woman, and now so much aging that these things could be used against me. I wasn't guilty, because I wasn't not-trying. But these things were speaking volumes in what has been done to me and against me, and rather than to be the victim here, I altered my thoughts into those of a understanding never-martyr, because in fact my death would be kept secret; hidden, even. I had been isolated from everyone and everything, and this was the agenda my purpose suited— perhaps a growing mental health crisis, though unobjectifiable I had been targeted— these things were made to hurt me, or make me believe I was becoming famous, but were never of any meaning, and indeed though I had written these things, Any illusion of safety had been manufactured. There was none; I was not safe here— or anywhere in the United States anymore. Once I'd returned from Mexico, I had been recaptured, and closely studied, and controlled, and manipulated into doing and acting on behalf of my kind, which was being made to be the enemy. What it had to do with any public figure wasn't entirely beyond me; in many ways, maybe, this figure was and could either be, both the Rock and Thr Kite— or the wind, or water, or earth itself; and perhaps since my death had marked the start of our awareness to any thing…it hadn't been entirely unnoticed that this overriding factor was that it was the same sort of cycle from one, repeated four times, and then eventually stopped. In the unbalanced nature of my own time seeming to be shrinking, the more I realized that people to me were unkind, and distant. It wasn't a swperate person or personality that had written these things; but a side of me that needed to be sleeping when these energies seemed to be surrounding me; and again this cruelty as peaking into an unbearable circumstance of needing to escape, and because I hadn't the financial means— seeking means to an end. This brutality on the inside of my mind revealing itself to be the need for peace was overwhelming anything— the need for fame, connecting, recognition… the reality of it was, the illusion of safety was shrinking; I didn't have anybody or anything, the the words themselves were only being seen by those unseen. I could have been portraying these deeply prolific things into the very hearts and minds of the enemy that was vilifying and demonizing me; keeping me out of a job and away from my son as a way to justify these dehumanizing and humiliating realities— the things that could make me appear crazy if need be. But the truth was, I was sort of just timekeeping… not writing because I wanted to, or needed to— but because in the same way, it kept happening. {Enter The Multiverse} On our planet, turkey is a fruit. No way! Yes. We call them— Poul-trees. —gross! Ahaha. L E G E N D S I was told that some have souls And some do not, less fortunate But though on high, and not our kind Some seek to know that is which not The Rock And The Kite IX “No kings!” Cries he who is not crowned King, Though as he sits below, this shrieking— The King sits silently, knowing And keeping, Thinking and rarely is he even speaking; The King has been Kinged for the Kingdom he's keeping. Lol did you realize the capitalization in the K's though? It could be interpreted any of either way. The poem itself is in the hypocrisy of non movement of the people from the very institutions it detests, In that— In docile inaction, he who protests such things must, by direct action also seek to change the barriers of the institution in which it is formed, which starts at the foundation in one themselves— Not simply idealizing a movement, but becoming its motion. It furthermore alludes to the notion that, the King has become King not simply my lineage but simply acting in opposite regards to the common man. It insinuates overall, that he who regards himself as a king is also himself a king. [The Festival Project ™] They say “On Tuesday, you die.” To me this is cruel and unusual punishment To I it is sweet relief, and a good time If I indeed prepare to end my life Due to need and indeed, Strife and poverty, so please Remember me to think twice When you greed and heavily Impede in this— peace That's why you need a scribe. Do not describe me as decent, I recently resent my decent Into these regions from these Kingdoms Which present me with Grief Regis, meet Kelly Egregious? perhaps, actually That and then astonishing To ponder on such a moment, Structured in the ruptured structure Of my DEADMAU5 powers down immidiately upon playing his first song. Oh no. Again! Here we go. Puncture. [wound] (Remember? I was corrupted.) I've been building a resume I was real in my healing She'll need Jesus And he'll need buildings Real estate? You can relate? Displays of affection. It's too late now to deficit Your attention. It's too late now To recommend your reflection It's too late now To make a mess in the kitchen It's too late now, It's sediment in a mention. Who did how what when where why? I idolize my Christ conscious, This is him. Well well. We meet again. {Enter The Multiverse} All my references are irrelevant and furnished even Not a trace of a friend or relative that could manage, even. My balances are invalid, In the red and negative, My management and dispatch, however— “Oh that's cute.” Microaggression. The deep affiliation of No— not this again JIMINY CRICKET JAHOVAS WITNESS DEADPAN COMEDIANS— L E G E N D S. … Jesus, anybody but— {Enter The Multiverse} …is it me? LIZ LEMON has not had the best day. AH NERDS. It began with finding out she is indeed just a fictional character; I'm a what. This was confirmed by her review of all seven seasons of the hit series 30 Rock. I don't understand. Suddenly, as the tapes were concluded, she was handed a mysterious yellow envelope which apparently contained the complex codes needed to return things back to “as normal as possible”— however.. A MAN snatches the envelope out of LIZ LEMON'S HANDS, leaving her stranded in a seemingly off parallel universe where— Oh hey, Tina. Everyone keeps calling her “Tina” and she doesn't know why. -_- I have no new muse. To some, this may confuse— But I need no more blues; This jazz was all a ruse. Really? This is awful. I'm missing all my cues, The game I cannot lose, The life I did not choose Begins to light a fuse I am a ticking time bomb A loose cannon A straight asshole, And complete troll, If I told you I owed you a lesson Would you roll over in this pine box? I miss mine craft and my socks My office, my rock and Last off, I miss my boss. What'd you do to Lorne Michaels? You look confused! He's acting strange! That is not my fault! He was always strange. Huh? Think about it. MEANWHILE… She's been leaking pieces of the script online and it must be stopped! Ooh, whose this blue suit? Some hot blonde. They're all wearing blue suits.., Just as likely. Hey! Hey! Who let you out of the TV? What?! This is not my purple. Oh, aw shit, What did you say? This is not my purpose! Oh no. Oh no. Oh yeah. Full meltdown mode on the TV screen And it just kicked in that the mistress is infact invisible and just lives in his head, this deadpan actress bombshell, clever Pleasurer has all just been … A TEST ! Gazuntite.. Am I on in another room or something? What?! I can always feel it. It just sets in, It's just the fame, Release the rest— And the language can make sense; It's been a sacred acre, and I guessed This measurement of time They hate you. I bet, dude. No, I'm serious— it has to end. Oh well. So I ran from hell at high speed, Fell to my death by a rope at the neck With a hope it would all just stop If I drop to the bottom with a shot Of adrenaline and I just don't come up Out the water I T I S Just not like it was And I've never had love come back Once it's gone This is all just stuff But my heart's sure to pop If I don't get done With the bottom floorness. I need four heads for all my knowledge. I need a whole box of cops for all these problems And probably a constable I'd be unstoppable if I could just nod for once And smile, Like I don't have thoughts, For once. Now that's a dunce. (What you are.) I'm hoping with these supplements I can run again (They were 20 bucks!) And hoping if it's love enough He gets complements but not all of them. I hope if I keep my walls up I could just stall the “Halt who goes there?” Don't get locked out! Don't get homeless! Don't get knocked up! Don't get bone out wings! —You don't know if they're all bird. Where's your album? Fine, I'm done. If I pitty pat And fiddle faddle With Jimmy Fallon Then is this a riddle or a puzzle? He'll resent the ridicule but surely he'll accept the saddle. (That is a sad clown.) Really, she'll present the message, Recalling and still spilling all the gruesome gore and images just from before, The horror core of all the assimilated messages, The missed inboxes, the just-kept hostages, The ten tails, is it—? It gets welled in, wellness When there's hell to pay, Water turns into Welch's. Is this indirectly feeding my somewhat obsession? Perhaps; but under the umbrella of “one night only” I must indulge my exorcisms with admittance that I just trust the adjustment for a month's budget of exercise, And hold the fries, I see my eyes wandering— Oh look, it's these guys. FREDDIE so wait. THE ACTORS lie down against the cold black floor of the black box theatre. Though the floor has been freshly painted, it also wreaks of dusty velvet curtains and a hint of stale cigarette smoke, which no one seems to know from where this is emanating from. Visualization exercises are key. However, here, the actors appear to be conversating with one another Yo I for real just didn't want to pay the price increase. These bastards. Well played, NBC. And let's just be correct about this, I need something to watch on the Peloton. I'm sure the ads will no less than come after me. Indeed, my fragile mind has been altered, living in between the streams to a TV reality. Yo apparently there's an “NBC writers program” —Completely missed it. Facts are, I'm still under par, and still under Paar, however… Okay, I'm paying for it, this had better be— —they're baiting me. For what. This is so unconscious. Liz Lemon on the treadmill So what, I eat pop tarts Instead of 3, I eat ten meals It's real. I told you you're in a cult! Which one? What? IX I have several acts, And these distractions weren't as impulsive As well thought out— Pull the plug, Carson! Pull the rug out from under the cat, And the watch her react This is just one person. It is pertinent, the clause and causability, The instigations, the Investigation, The investments, the integration of the information So much for insomniac I close my eye every time I run a mile You know I can't help but hide When I'm told in my own mind That today, I'm likely to die So I spent all night Crying for viable options ICONS This is not left over, You were just scrumptious, dumpling. Oh there's Nigel Thornberry And Joy Behar, Listen now or hold your forever But pray hard, Cause that's what makes today hard I okayThe Today Show And may Harvard, but stray far from the Ark If the Mayflower is trademarked, Okay, embark on a grey streak, A slave heart, a wave heat, grave deep In a cave park, But they weep and may keep secrets if they seek Weekenders and they leak benders which may think in that he sleeps with her! —but they thought wrong! I'm not on drugs or having it rough as an alcoholic, If anything I'm demolishing the impossible when I bought the peacock, acknowledging to all of them the terms and agreement, from which I see agrees for them to be egregious And with rights to detail or even possibly derail These emails into retail; So it could be Hell… I really need help. I need background noise For my annoyances— More people for the Peloton and No more clairvoyances, I'm prone to losing homes and power to appliances I rely on false alliances To try to make my mind a bit Better, but got behind a bit… Horse chasing in Manhattan I can keep up with a horse drawn carriage But only stopped to catch it, Then, really I've been I memories and giving it the method Holy fuck I've never been this depressed From just checking my messages I regret all these inspections It just diminished my respect for them—- Impending doom for the impendium I'm getting up the strength to ride the Peloton But mulling over everything I didn't want This beat is probably hot as balls… Yo whatever happened to Lin's friend Who used to beatbox with him? Long before he entered into Television or with Disney Pixar, It was way too far back in my memory, and then with this; I think Maybe I'm more like him, And nobody will even remember me! —well, I remember, but barely. Barely is good enough! Here's my weakness: Where's my Tony? All I know is, The bizarre ride Was a rollercoaster I once rode in a hard dream And I wrote in a notebook Colored just like a sports car You know that I love a corvette But probably need a corset Just to fit in your car! Can you sell me a dream and a nightmare at the same time; It was just custard colored the corvette, or the sound of a songbird, almost purchased my worth to the tune Of a little bird, canary, And with every word it's getting scarier To reverb and reverse not such a curse, But was a very sequenced strategy to unrehearsed Reality and as it may, just a game And nothing short of fame, however Breaking me Goddammit what was his name? I'm gonna be upset if I have to look it up. Well, are you satisfied? Not even relatively, Mr. President This resident is half my age and every page I turn is just— Irrelevant. Ugh. The best $7.99 I ever spent Back to the lonely island Oh yeah. That's what I was writing. BILL lies on his back eyes wide open with hand over his chest; something isn't right. Still, here, in the crisp cool of the black box theatre floor, it almost seems that for now— BILL HADER You forgot I was here. The demographics are telling; The stocks are selling The tik tocks are dwelling in your mind As the white collar crimes And the rhymes you're forgetting— Or lines you're spitting It's a self fulfilling prophecy. He's a ghost, he's the reaper He's the time, he's the Keeper; He's the push, he's the teacher The present and the preacher That's why I shouldnt be here You cannot live for free here! So what do I owe you? How do I know you? Wrote you a letter Wanted to blow you Should I just throw you overboard Or write another book Here's a proof of purchase I hope it's worth it If you're homeless I resoned this whole orchard I am prone to no hurt, But you know, it does show I could go gold If just left alone For more then a moment They hate you, Say you're a disaster. Operate under the radar And pay her under the table Hoping you hate hard {Enter The Multiverse} STEFON It's that thing where you don't smoke any cigarettes at all, and then you smoke two packs immediately to reverse jumpstart your nicotine tolerance–? Does that work. I don't know. But yea. Copyright The Collective Complex © [The Festival Project, Inc. ™] © 2025 All Rights Reserved -Ū. 'No Monetary Gain'

Isn't it strange that I can write something, and not remember what I wrote the next day? I remember that I wrote it, and writing it, but not the words, really, or the structure. They make pictures in the documents, shapes that they themselves as things make imprints as etching but have never been seen, by anyone else but me, at least—and whoever is phishing in my documents. That's the dangerous part. I do remember Jimmy Fallon, or just glimpse of it—that's the other dangerous part. What exactly have I become apart of? Why is this character hounding in the back of my mind? And what is relentlessly bc aching for truth and still clinging to the secrecy I left him alone, but the thing kept returning. Like that little yellow breasted bird who kept coming to visit me; he adored himself so looking in the water pipe like it was a mirror— what a paradox No hot water heaters, but also, No tent cities. Then, I wasn't exactly an expatriate, or enemy to the patriarch. I liked men in charge, so long as they were the right kind of man. But what is the right kind of man? These versus were written in cadences that seemed like gibberish at the time, but two days later reading back, did seem to make sense… but for what? It was almost peaceful in the apartment now that I seemed to be on the way out. “You were warned in the drama club,” The words rang in my mind but I had no idea whether they were just words to another song or some sort of string of things— these telemetrical tests to see if I could hear these things being stated over and over to me as if they were drills rather than things I was thinking. Apparently I'd been betrayed but what was new? My entire being in existence had been strings of betrayals and so these words, though unkind, could have meant anything. Fear, usually, was the biggest weapon against any mind endangered, but I wasn't in fear of anything besides never seeing my son again— this was likely either way in that certainly in at least one way, I had been betrayed. Perhaps I was expected to act like a man, and that I wouldn't miss or always feel attached to my baby; but I wasn't a man, or a dog. In fact, I was a woman, and now so much aging that these things could be used against me. I wasn't guilty, because I wasn't not-trying. But these things were speaking volumes in what has been done to me and against me, and rather than to be the victim here, I altered my thoughts into those of a understanding never-martyr, because in fact my death would be kept secret; hidden, even. I had been isolated from everyone and everything, and this was the agenda my purpose suited— perhaps a growing mental health crisis, though unobjectifiable I had been targeted— these things were made to hurt me, or make me believe I was becoming famous, but were never of any meaning, and indeed though I had written these things, Any illusion of safety had been manufactured. There was none; I was not safe here— or anywhere in the United States anymore. Once I'd returned from Mexico, I had been recaptured, and closely studied, and controlled, and manipulated into doing and acting on behalf of my kind, which was being made to be the enemy. What it had to do with any public figure wasn't entirely beyond me; in many ways, maybe, this figure was and could either be, both the Rock and Thr Kite— or the wind, or water, or earth itself; and perhaps since my death had marked the start of our awareness to any thing…it hadn't been entirely unnoticed that this overriding factor was that it was the same sort of cycle from one, repeated four times, and then eventually stopped. In the unbalanced nature of my own time seeming to be shrinking, the more I realized that people to me were unkind, and distant. It wasn't a swperate person or personality that had written these things; but a side of me that needed to be sleeping when these energies seemed to be surrounding me; and again this cruelty as peaking into an unbearable circumstance of needing to escape, and because I hadn't the financial means— seeking means to an end. This brutality on the inside of my mind revealing itself to be the need for peace was overwhelming anything— the need for fame, connecting, recognition… the reality of it was, the illusion of safety was shrinking; I didn't have anybody or anything, the the words themselves were only being seen by those unseen. I could have been portraying these deeply prolific things into the very hearts and minds of the enemy that was vilifying and demonizing me; keeping me out of a job and away from my son as a way to justify these dehumanizing and humiliating realities— the things that could make me appear crazy if need be. But the truth was, I was sort of just timekeeping… not writing because I wanted to, or needed to— but because in the same way, it kept happening. {Enter The Multiverse} On our planet, turkey is a fruit. No way! Yes. We call them— Poul-trees. —gross! Ahaha. L E G E N D S I was told that some have souls And some do not, less fortunate But though on high, and not our kind Some seek to know that is which not The Rock And The Kite IX “No kings!” Cries he who is not crowned King, Though as he sits below, this shrieking— The King sits silently, knowing And keeping, Thinking and rarely is he even speaking; The King has been Kinged for the Kingdom he's keeping. Lol did you realize the capitalization in the K's though? It could be interpreted any of either way. The poem itself is in the hypocrisy of non movement of the people from the very institutions it detests, In that— In docile inaction, he who protests such things must, by direct action also seek to change the barriers of the institution in which it is formed, which starts at the foundation in one themselves— Not simply idealizing a movement, but becoming its motion. It furthermore alludes to the notion that, the King has become King not simply my lineage but simply acting in opposite regards to the common man. It insinuates overall, that he who regards himself as a king is also himself a king. [The Festival Project ™] They say “On Tuesday, you die.” To me this is cruel and unusual punishment To I it is sweet relief, and a good time If I indeed prepare to end my life Due to need and indeed, Strife and poverty, so please Remember me to think twice When you greed and heavily Impede in this— peace That's why you need a scribe. Do not describe me as decent, I recently resent my decent Into these regions from these Kingdoms Which present me with Grief Regis, meet Kelly Egregious? perhaps, actually That and then astonishing To ponder on such a moment, Structured in the ruptured structure Of my DEADMAU5 powers down immidiately upon playing his first song. Oh no. Again! Here we go. Puncture. [wound] (Remember? I was corrupted.) I've been building a resume I was real in my healing She'll need Jesus And he'll need buildings Real estate? You can relate? Displays of affection. It's too late now to deficit Your attention. It's too late now To recommend your reflection It's too late now To make a mess in the kitchen It's too late now, It's sediment in a mention. Who did how what when where why? I idolize my Christ conscious, This is him. Well well. We meet again. {Enter The Multiverse} All my references are irrelevant and furnished even Not a trace of a friend or relative that could manage, even. My balances are invalid, In the red and negative, My management and dispatch, however— “Oh that's cute.” Microaggression. The deep affiliation of No— not this again JIMINY CRICKET JAHOVAS WITNESS DEADPAN COMEDIANS— L E G E N D S. … Jesus, anybody but— {Enter The Multiverse} …is it me? LIZ LEMON has not had the best day. AH NERDS. It began with finding out she is indeed just a fictional character; I'm a what. This was confirmed by her review of all seven seasons of the hit series 30 Rock. I don't understand. Suddenly, as the tapes were concluded, she was handed a mysterious yellow envelope which apparently contained the complex codes needed to return things back to “as normal as possible”— however.. A MAN snatches the envelope out of LIZ LEMON'S HANDS, leaving her stranded in a seemingly off parallel universe where— Oh hey, Tina. Everyone keeps calling her “Tina” and she doesn't know why. -_- I have no new muse. To some, this may confuse— But I need no more blues; This jazz was all a ruse. Really? This is awful. I'm missing all my cues, The game I cannot lose, The life I did not choose Begins to light a fuse I am a ticking time bomb A loose cannon A straight asshole, And complete troll, If I told you I owed you a lesson Would you roll over in this pine box? I miss mine craft and my socks My office, my rock and Last off, I miss my boss. What'd you do to Lorne Michaels? You look confused! He's acting strange! That is not my fault! He was always strange. Huh? Think about it. MEANWHILE… She's been leaking pieces of the script online and it must be stopped! Ooh, whose this blue suit? Some hot blonde. They're all wearing blue suits.., Just as likely. Hey! Hey! Who let you out of the TV? What?! This is not my purple. Oh, aw shit, What did you say? This is not my purpose! Oh no. Oh no. Oh yeah. Full meltdown mode on the TV screen And it just kicked in that the mistress is infact invisible and just lives in his head, this deadpan actress bombshell, clever Pleasurer has all just been … A TEST ! Gazuntite.. Am I on in another room or something? What?! I can always feel it. It just sets in, It's just the fame, Release the rest— And the language can make sense; It's been a sacred acre, and I guessed This measurement of time They hate you. I bet, dude. No, I'm serious— it has to end. Oh well. So I ran from hell at high speed, Fell to my death by a rope at the neck With a hope it would all just stop If I drop to the bottom with a shot Of adrenaline and I just don't come up Out the water I T I S Just not like it was And I've never had love come back Once it's gone This is all just stuff But my heart's sure to pop If I don't get done With the bottom floorness. I need four heads for all my knowledge. I need a whole box of cops for all these problems And probably a constable I'd be unstoppable if I could just nod for once And smile, Like I don't have thoughts, For once. Now that's a dunce. (What you are.) I'm hoping with these supplements I can run again (They were 20 bucks!) And hoping if it's love enough He gets complements but not all of them. I hope if I keep my walls up I could just stall the “Halt who goes there?” Don't get locked out! Don't get homeless! Don't get knocked up! Don't get bone out wings! —You don't know if they're all bird. Where's your album? Fine, I'm done. If I pitty pat And fiddle faddle With Jimmy Fallon Then is this a riddle or a puzzle? He'll resent the ridicule but surely he'll accept the saddle. (That is a sad clown.) Really, she'll present the message, Recalling and still spilling all the gruesome gore and images just from before, The horror core of all the assimilated messages, The missed inboxes, the just-kept hostages, The ten tails, is it—? It gets welled in, wellness When there's hell to pay, Water turns into Welch's. Is this indirectly feeding my somewhat obsession? Perhaps; but under the umbrella of “one night only” I must indulge my exorcisms with admittance that I just trust the adjustment for a month's budget of exercise, And hold the fries, I see my eyes wandering— Oh look, it's these guys. FREDDIE so wait. THE ACTORS lie down against the cold black floor of the black box theatre. Though the floor has been freshly painted, it also wreaks of dusty velvet curtains and a hint of stale cigarette smoke, which no one seems to know from where this is emanating from. Visualization exercises are key. However, here, the actors appear to be conversating with one another Yo I for real just didn't want to pay the price increase. These bastards. Well played, NBC. And let's just be correct about this, I need something to watch on the Peloton. I'm sure the ads will no less than come after me. Indeed, my fragile mind has been altered, living in between the streams to a TV reality. Yo apparently there's an “NBC writers program” —Completely missed it. Facts are, I'm still under par, and still under Paar, however… Okay, I'm paying for it, this had better be— —they're baiting me. For what. This is so unconscious. Liz Lemon on the treadmill So what, I eat pop tarts Instead of 3, I eat ten meals It's real. I told you you're in a cult! Which one? What? IX I have several acts, And these distractions weren't as impulsive As well thought out— Pull the plug, Carson! Pull the rug out from under the cat, And the watch her react This is just one person. It is pertinent, the clause and causability, The instigations, the Investigation, The investments, the integration of the information So much for insomniac I close my eye every time I run a mile You know I can't help but hide When I'm told in my own mind That today, I'm likely to die So I spent all night Crying for viable options ICONS This is not left over, You were just scrumptious, dumpling. Oh there's Nigel Thornberry And Joy Behar, Listen now or hold your forever But pray hard, Cause that's what makes today hard I okayThe Today Show And may Harvard, but stray far from the Ark If the Mayflower is trademarked, Okay, embark on a grey streak, A slave heart, a wave heat, grave deep In a cave park, But they weep and may keep secrets if they seek Weekenders and they leak benders which may think in that he sleeps with her! —but they thought wrong! I'm not on drugs or having it rough as an alcoholic, If anything I'm demolishing the impossible when I bought the peacock, acknowledging to all of them the terms and agreement, from which I see agrees for them to be egregious And with rights to detail or even possibly derail These emails into retail; So it could be Hell… I really need help. I need background noise For my annoyances— More people for the Peloton and No more clairvoyances, I'm prone to losing homes and power to appliances I rely on false alliances To try to make my mind a bit Better, but got behind a bit… Horse chasing in Manhattan I can keep up with a horse drawn carriage But only stopped to catch it, Then, really I've been I memories and giving it the method Holy fuck I've never been this depressed From just checking my messages I regret all these inspections It just diminished my respect for them—- Impending doom for the impendium I'm getting up the strength to ride the Peloton But mulling over everything I didn't want This beat is probably hot as balls… Yo whatever happened to Lin's friend Who used to beatbox with him? Long before he entered into Television or with Disney Pixar, It was way too far back in my memory, and then with this; I think Maybe I'm more like him, And nobody will even remember me! —well, I remember, but barely. Barely is good enough! Here's my weakness: Where's my Tony? All I know is, The bizarre ride Was a rollercoaster I once rode in a hard dream And I wrote in a notebook Colored just like a sports car You know that I love a corvette But probably need a corset Just to fit in your car! Can you sell me a dream and a nightmare at the same time; It was just custard colored the corvette, or the sound of a songbird, almost purchased my worth to the tune Of a little bird, canary, And with every word it's getting scarier To reverb and reverse not such a curse, But was a very sequenced strategy to unrehearsed Reality and as it may, just a game And nothing short of fame, however Breaking me Goddammit what was his name? I'm gonna be upset if I have to look it up. Well, are you satisfied? Not even relatively, Mr. President This resident is half my age and every page I turn is just— Irrelevant. Ugh. The best $7.99 I ever spent Back to the lonely island Oh yeah. That's what I was writing. BILL lies on his back eyes wide open with hand over his chest; something isn't right. Still, here, in the crisp cool of the black box theatre floor, it almost seems that for now— BILL HADER You forgot I was here. The demographics are telling; The stocks are selling The tik tocks are dwelling in your mind As the white collar crimes And the rhymes you're forgetting— Or lines you're spitting It's a self fulfilling prophecy. He's a ghost, he's the reaper He's the time, he's the Keeper; He's the push, he's the teacher The present and the preacher That's why I shouldnt be here You cannot live for free here! So what do I owe you? How do I know you? Wrote you a letter Wanted to blow you Should I just throw you overboard Or write another book Here's a proof of purchase I hope it's worth it If you're homeless I resoned this whole orchard I am prone to no hurt, But you know, it does show I could go gold If just left alone For more then a moment They hate you, Say you're a disaster. Operate under the radar And pay her under the table Hoping you hate hard {Enter The Multiverse} STEFON It's that thing where you don't smoke any cigarettes at all, and then you smoke two packs immediately to reverse jumpstart your nicotine tolerance–? Does that work. I don't know. But yea. Copyright The Collective Complex © [The Festival Project, Inc. ™] © 2025 All Rights Reserved -Ū.

Isn't it strange that I can write something, and not remember what I wrote the next day? I remember that I wrote it, and writing it, but not the words, really, or the structure. They make pictures in the documents, shapes that they themselves as things make imprints as etching but have never been seen, by anyone else but me, at least—and whoever is phishing in my documents. That's the dangerous part. I do remember Jimmy Fallon, or just glimpse of it—that's the other dangerous part. What exactly have I become apart of? Why is this character hounding in the back of my mind? And what is relentlessly bc aching for truth and still clinging to the secrecy I left him alone, but the thing kept returning. Like that little yellow breasted bird who kept coming to visit me; he adored himself so looking in the water pipe like it was a mirror— what a paradox No hot water heaters, but also, No tent cities. Then, I wasn't exactly an expatriate, or enemy to the patriarch. I liked men in charge, so long as they were the right kind of man. But what is the right kind of man? These versus were written in cadences that seemed like gibberish at the time, but two days later reading back, did seem to make sense… but for what? It was almost peaceful in the apartment now that I seemed to be on the way out. “You were warned in the drama club,” The words rang in my mind but I had no idea whether they were just words to another song or some sort of string of things— these telemetrical tests to see if I could hear these things being stated over and over to me as if they were drills rather than things I was thinking. Apparently I'd been betrayed but what was new? My entire being in existence had been strings of betrayals and so these words, though unkind, could have meant anything. Fear, usually, was the biggest weapon against any mind endangered, but I wasn't in fear of anything besides never seeing my son again— this was likely either way in that certainly in at least one way, I had been betrayed. Perhaps I was expected to act like a man, and that I wouldn't miss or always feel attached to my baby; but I wasn't a man, or a dog. In fact, I was a woman, and now so much aging that these things could be used against me. I wasn't guilty, because I wasn't not-trying. But these things were speaking volumes in what has been done to me and against me, and rather than to be the victim here, I altered my thoughts into those of a understanding never-martyr, because in fact my death would be kept secret; hidden, even. I had been isolated from everyone and everything, and this was the agenda my purpose suited— perhaps a growing mental health crisis, though unobjectifiable I had been targeted— these things were made to hurt me, or make me believe I was becoming famous, but were never of any meaning, and indeed though I had written these things, Any illusion of safety had been manufactured. There was none; I was not safe here— or anywhere in the United States anymore. Once I'd returned from Mexico, I had been recaptured, and closely studied, and controlled, and manipulated into doing and acting on behalf of my kind, which was being made to be the enemy. What it had to do with any public figure wasn't entirely beyond me; in many ways, maybe, this figure was and could either be, both the Rock and Thr Kite— or the wind, or water, or earth itself; and perhaps since my death had marked the start of our awareness to any thing…it hadn't been entirely unnoticed that this overriding factor was that it was the same sort of cycle from one, repeated four times, and then eventually stopped. In the unbalanced nature of my own time seeming to be shrinking, the more I realized that people to me were unkind, and distant. It wasn't a swperate person or personality that had written these things; but a side of me that needed to be sleeping when these energies seemed to be surrounding me; and again this cruelty as peaking into an unbearable circumstance of needing to escape, and because I hadn't the financial means— seeking means to an end. This brutality on the inside of my mind revealing itself to be the need for peace was overwhelming anything— the need for fame, connecting, recognition… the reality of it was, the illusion of safety was shrinking; I didn't have anybody or anything, the the words themselves were only being seen by those unseen. I could have been portraying these deeply prolific things into the very hearts and minds of the enemy that was vilifying and demonizing me; keeping me out of a job and away from my son as a way to justify these dehumanizing and humiliating realities— the things that could make me appear crazy if need be. But the truth was, I was sort of just timekeeping… not writing because I wanted to, or needed to— but because in the same way, it kept happening. {Enter The Multiverse} On our planet, turkey is a fruit. No way! Yes. We call them— Poul-trees. —gross! Ahaha. L E G E N D S I was told that some have souls And some do not, less fortunate But though on high, and not our kind Some seek to know that is which not The Rock And The Kite IX “No kings!” Cries he who is not crowned King, Though as he sits below, this shrieking— The King sits silently, knowing And keeping, Thinking and rarely is he even speaking; The King has been Kinged for the Kingdom he's keeping. Lol did you realize the capitalization in the K's though? It could be interpreted any of either way. The poem itself is in the hypocrisy of non movement of the people from the very institutions it detests, In that— In docile inaction, he who protests such things must, by direct action also seek to change the barriers of the institution in which it is formed, which starts at the foundation in one themselves— Not simply idealizing a movement, but becoming its motion. It furthermore alludes to the notion that, the King has become King not simply my lineage but simply acting in opposite regards to the common man. It insinuates overall, that he who regards himself as a king is also himself a king. [The Festival Project ™] They say “On Tuesday, you die.” To me this is cruel and unusual punishment To I it is sweet relief, and a good time If I indeed prepare to end my life Due to need and indeed, Strife and poverty, so please Remember me to think twice When you greed and heavily Impede in this— peace That's why you need a scribe. Do not describe me as decent, I recently resent my decent Into these regions from these Kingdoms Which present me with Grief Regis, meet Kelly Egregious? perhaps, actually That and then astonishing To ponder on such a moment, Structured in the ruptured structure Of my DEADMAU5 powers down immidiately upon playing his first song. Oh no. Again! Here we go. Puncture. [wound] (Remember? I was corrupted.) I've been building a resume I was real in my healing She'll need Jesus And he'll need buildings Real estate? You can relate? Displays of affection. It's too late now to deficit Your attention. It's too late now To recommend your reflection It's too late now To make a mess in the kitchen It's too late now, It's sediment in a mention. Who did how what when where why? I idolize my Christ conscious, This is him. Well well. We meet again. {Enter The Multiverse} All my references are irrelevant and furnished even Not a trace of a friend or relative that could manage, even. My balances are invalid, In the red and negative, My management and dispatch, however— “Oh that's cute.” Microaggression. The deep affiliation of No— not this again JIMINY CRICKET JAHOVAS WITNESS DEADPAN COMEDIANS— L E G E N D S. … Jesus, anybody but— {Enter The Multiverse} …is it me? LIZ LEMON has not had the best day. AH NERDS. It began with finding out she is indeed just a fictional character; I'm a what. This was confirmed by her review of all seven seasons of the hit series 30 Rock. I don't understand. Suddenly, as the tapes were concluded, she was handed a mysterious yellow envelope which apparently contained the complex codes needed to return things back to “as normal as possible”— however.. A MAN snatches the envelope out of LIZ LEMON'S HANDS, leaving her stranded in a seemingly off parallel universe where— Oh hey, Tina. Everyone keeps calling her “Tina” and she doesn't know why. -_- I have no new muse. To some, this may confuse— But I need no more blues; This jazz was all a ruse. Really? This is awful. I'm missing all my cues, The game I cannot lose, The life I did not choose Begins to light a fuse I am a ticking time bomb A loose cannon A straight asshole, And complete troll, If I told you I owed you a lesson Would you roll over in this pine box? I miss mine craft and my socks My office, my rock and Last off, I miss my boss. What'd you do to Lorne Michaels? You look confused! He's acting strange! That is not my fault! He was always strange. Huh? Think about it. MEANWHILE… She's been leaking pieces of the script online and it must be stopped! Ooh, whose this blue suit? Some hot blonde. They're all wearing blue suits.., Just as likely. Hey! Hey! Who let you out of the TV? What?! This is not my purple. Oh, aw shit, What did you say? This is not my purpose! Oh no. Oh no. Oh yeah. Full meltdown mode on the TV screen And it just kicked in that the mistress is infact invisible and just lives in his head, this deadpan actress bombshell, clever Pleasurer has all just been … A TEST ! Gazuntite.. Am I on in another room or something? What?! I can always feel it. It just sets in, It's just the fame, Release the rest— And the language can make sense; It's been a sacred acre, and I guessed This measurement of time They hate you. I bet, dude. No, I'm serious— it has to end. Oh well. So I ran from hell at high speed, Fell to my death by a rope at the neck With a hope it would all just stop If I drop to the bottom with a shot Of adrenaline and I just don't come up Out the water I T I S Just not like it was And I've never had love come back Once it's gone This is all just stuff But my heart's sure to pop If I don't get done With the bottom floorness. I need four heads for all my knowledge. I need a whole box of cops for all these problems And probably a constable I'd be unstoppable if I could just nod for once And smile, Like I don't have thoughts, For once. Now that's a dunce. (What you are.) I'm hoping with these supplements I can run again (They were 20 bucks!) And hoping if it's love enough He gets complements but not all of them. I hope if I keep my walls up I could just stall the “Halt who goes there?” Don't get locked out! Don't get homeless! Don't get knocked up! Don't get bone out wings! —You don't know if they're all bird. Where's your album? Fine, I'm done. If I pitty pat And fiddle faddle With Jimmy Fallon Then is this a riddle or a puzzle? He'll resent the ridicule but surely he'll accept the saddle. (That is a sad clown.) Really, she'll present the message, Recalling and still spilling all the gruesome gore and images just from before, The horror core of all the assimilated messages, The missed inboxes, the just-kept hostages, The ten tails, is it—? It gets welled in, wellness When there's hell to pay, Water turns into Welch's. Is this indirectly feeding my somewhat obsession? Perhaps; but under the umbrella of “one night only” I must indulge my exorcisms with admittance that I just trust the adjustment for a month's budget of exercise, And hold the fries, I see my eyes wandering— Oh look, it's these guys. FREDDIE so wait. THE ACTORS lie down against the cold black floor of the black box theatre. Though the floor has been freshly painted, it also wreaks of dusty velvet curtains and a hint of stale cigarette smoke, which no one seems to know from where this is emanating from. Visualization exercises are key. However, here, the actors appear to be conversating with one another Yo I for real just didn't want to pay the price increase. These bastards. Well played, NBC. And let's just be correct about this, I need something to watch on the Peloton. I'm sure the ads will no less than come after me. Indeed, my fragile mind has been altered, living in between the streams to a TV reality. Yo apparently there's an “NBC writers program” —Completely missed it. Facts are, I'm still under par, and still under Paar, however… Okay, I'm paying for it, this had better be— —they're baiting me. For what. This is so unconscious. Liz Lemon on the treadmill So what, I eat pop tarts Instead of 3, I eat ten meals It's real. I told you you're in a cult! Which one? What? IX I have several acts, And these distractions weren't as impulsive As well thought out— Pull the plug, Carson! Pull the rug out from under the cat, And the watch her react This is just one person. It is pertinent, the clause and causability, The instigations, the Investigation, The investments, the integration of the information So much for insomniac I close my eye every time I run a mile You know I can't help but hide When I'm told in my own mind That today, I'm likely to die So I spent all night Crying for viable options ICONS This is not left over, You were just scrumptious, dumpling. Oh there's Nigel Thornberry And Joy Behar, Listen now or hold your forever But pray hard, Cause that's what makes today hard I okayThe Today Show And may Harvard, but stray far from the Ark If the Mayflower is trademarked, Okay, embark on a grey streak, A slave heart, a wave heat, grave deep In a cave park, But they weep and may keep secrets if they seek Weekenders and they leak benders which may think in that he sleeps with her! —but they thought wrong! I'm not on drugs or having it rough as an alcoholic, If anything I'm demolishing the impossible when I bought the peacock, acknowledging to all of them the terms and agreement, from which I see agrees for them to be egregious And with rights to detail or even possibly derail These emails into retail; So it could be Hell… I really need help. I need background noise For my annoyances— More people for the Peloton and No more clairvoyances, I'm prone to losing homes and power to appliances I rely on false alliances To try to make my mind a bit Better, but got behind a bit… Horse chasing in Manhattan I can keep up with a horse drawn carriage But only stopped to catch it, Then, really I've been I memories and giving it the method Holy fuck I've never been this depressed From just checking my messages I regret all these inspections It just diminished my respect for them—- Impending doom for the impendium I'm getting up the strength to ride the Peloton But mulling over everything I didn't want This beat is probably hot as balls… Yo whatever happened to Lin's friend Who used to beatbox with him? Long before he entered into Television or with Disney Pixar, It was way too far back in my memory, and then with this; I think Maybe I'm more like him, And nobody will even remember me! —well, I remember, but barely. Barely is good enough! Here's my weakness: Where's my Tony? All I know is, The bizarre ride Was a rollercoaster I once rode in a hard dream And I wrote in a notebook Colored just like a sports car You know that I love a corvette But probably need a corset Just to fit in your car! Can you sell me a dream and a nightmare at the same time; It was just custard colored the corvette, or the sound of a songbird, almost purchased my worth to the tune Of a little bird, canary, And with every word it's getting scarier To reverb and reverse not such a curse, But was a very sequenced strategy to unrehearsed Reality and as it may, just a game And nothing short of fame, however Breaking me Goddammit what was his name? I'm gonna be upset if I have to look it up. Well, are you satisfied? Not even relatively, Mr. President This resident is half my age and every page I turn is just— Irrelevant. Ugh. The best $7.99 I ever spent Back to the lonely island Oh yeah. That's what I was writing. BILL lies on his back eyes wide open with hand over his chest; something isn't right. Still, here, in the crisp cool of the black box theatre floor, it almost seems that for now— BILL HADER You forgot I was here. The demographics are telling; The stocks are selling The tik tocks are dwelling in your mind As the white collar crimes And the rhymes you're forgetting— Or lines you're spitting It's a self fulfilling prophecy. He's a ghost, he's the reaper He's the time, he's the Keeper; He's the push, he's the teacher The present and the preacher That's why I shouldnt be here You cannot live for free here! So what do I owe you? How do I know you? Wrote you a letter Wanted to blow you Should I just throw you overboard Or write another book Here's a proof of purchase I hope it's worth it If you're homeless I resoned this whole orchard I am prone to no hurt, But you know, it does show I could go gold If just left alone For more then a moment They hate you, Say you're a disaster. Operate under the radar And pay her under the table Hoping you hate hard {Enter The Multiverse} STEFON It's that thing where you don't smoke any cigarettes at all, and then you smoke two packs immediately to reverse jumpstart your nicotine tolerance–? Does that work. I don't know. But yea. Copyright The Collective Complex © [The Festival Project, Inc. ™] © 2025 All Rights Reserved -Ū.

Will and Thinking Boomer Jim discuss whether America is ready to incarcerate the nation's first black president. Also on the show: The curious timing of Gabbard's Russia hoax declassification; and answering the MAGA crowd's Epstein questions.

BONUS DISCUSSION:  Dr. Joseph Nagy, Henry L. Shattuck Professor Of Irish Studies at Harvard University, joins the "ROI" team to discuss "The Celts And Their Maritime Myths."  The host for the 619th edition in this series is Jay Swords, and the history buffs are Brett Monnard and Rick Sweet.Opinions expressed in this program are those of the hosts and the guest(s), and not necessarily those of KALA-FM or St. Ambrose University. This program is recorded at KALA-FM, St. Ambrose University, Davenport, Iowa, USA!

Dr. Joseph Nagy, Henry L. Shattuck Professor Of Irish Studies at Harvard University, joins the "ROI" team to discuss "The Celts And Their Maritime Myths."  The host for the 619th edition in this series is Jay Swords, and the history buffs are Brett Monnard and Rick Sweet.Opinions expressed in this program are those of the hosts and the guest(s), and not necessarily those of KALA-FM or St. Ambrose University. This program is recorded at KALA-FM, St. Ambrose University, Davenport, Iowa, USA!

Episode Description/Show Notes:If you're tired of attracting lukewarm leads or feeling like you're stuck in a race to the bottom on price, this conversation will help you rethink your approach to marketing, content, and client experience.In this episode, I sit down with branding and messaging strategist Amanda Burg, of Liberty Type, to explore what it truly means to be seen, trusted, and chosen—and why that distinction matters far more than simply being liked.Amanda challenges the traditional sales funnel and introduces a more realistic view of how buying decisions are made in today's crowded market. We discuss how businesses unintentionally fall into copycat strategies and what it takes to break that pattern and stand out.She explains the power of building a content ecosystem—one that allows potential clients to immerse themselves in your brand, no matter where they first discover you. Amanda also breaks down how brand consistency, unique positioning, and conviction-led messaging drive deeper client buy-in and long-term results.In this episode, you'll learn why being seen, trusted, and chosen holds more weight than simply being liked—and how that mindset shift can transform your approach to marketing. Amanda shares how creating a binge-worthy content ecosystem builds long-term trust with your audience and positions you as the clear choice. We also explore why most buying decisions don't follow a traditional funnel and how businesses can stand out by breaking free from cookie-cutter templates. Finally, we dive into how your pricing strategy, client buy-in, and long-term results are all deeply interconnected—and what to do if you want to attract clients who are truly invested. You'll learn: Why being seen, trusted, and chosen matters more than simply being liked—and how this mindset shift can transform your marketing approachHow creating a binge-worthy content ecosystem builds long-term trust and positions you as the go-to expertWhy most buying decisions don't follow a traditional funnel, and how to stand out by breaking away from cookie-cutter templatesHow your pricing strategy, client buy-in, and long-term results are interconnectedWhat to do if you want to attract clients who are truly invested in your work Resources Mentioned:Never Lose a Customer Again by Joey ColemanAmanda's Website: libertytype.comInstagram: @libertytypecoAmanda's Podcast: The Disruptor Send me a message!This summer -- when you join First Class Ads your first month is 100% done-for-you!Strategy, tech, pixel, testing... we do all of it for you.This special offer is only available when you sign up in June or July. DM me on instagram or email me at hello@jackie-ellis.com for more info.Want more help with lead gen, Facebook ads, and funnels? ☎️ Book a call to chat about the best solution for your biz >> soworthit.co/bookyourcall

Jared discusses the absence of Brian Callahan in the hot seat conversation and how MLB TV contracts can improve

Dr. Perry Zurn, visiting professor of Feminist Gender and Sexuality Studies, at Cornell University, and provost associate professor at American University (Massachusetts), is the guest for "ROI" episode 618 to discuss:  The Three Styles Of Curiosity.The host for this edition is Jay Swords, and the history buffs are Brett Monnard and Rick Sweet.Opinions expressed in this program are those of the hosts and the guest(s), and not necessarily those of KALA-FM or St. Ambrose University. This program is recorded at KALA-FM, St. Ambrose University, Davenport, Iowa, USA!

BONUS DISCUSSION:  Dr. Perry Zurn, visiting professor of Feminist Gender and Sexuality Studies, at Cornell University, and provost associate professor at American University (Massachusetts), is the guest for "ROI" episode 618 to discuss:  The Three Styles Of Curiosity.The host for this edition is Jay Swords, and the history buffs are Brett Monnard and Rick Sweet.Opinions expressed in this program are those of the hosts and the guest(s), and not necessarily those of KALA-FM or St. Ambrose University. This program is recorded at KALA-FM, St. Ambrose University, Davenport, Iowa, USA!

Recorded: June 26th 2025 | In this episode of Bussin’ With The Boys, the guys kick things off with a classic high-energy intro before diving into a full recap of their 4th of July weekend, packed with laughs and stories. The conversation then takes a wild turn with talk about the UFC potentially heading to the White House, followed by early thoughts and hype around the newly announced EA Sports College Football 26 video game. Josh Pate makes it clear he’s fully on board the Nebraska train, while the boys dub Notre Dame “Legacy U” and stir up a spirited debate between Cam Newton and Jalen Hurts. Then, the main event begins as 49ers quarterback Brock Purdy joins the pod. He shares his journey from being recruited to Iowa State to his unforgettable NFL Draft experience. The boys officially declare October as “Brocktober” while Brock reflects on his rookie year in San Francisco, including his legendary bond with Trent Williams—who he hilariously refers to as his “binkie.” He opens up about taking over the Niners starting job from Trey Lance, undergoing Tommy John surgery, and the emotional rollercoaster of the NFC Championship game. Brock also discusses what it was like to lose Deebo Samuel mid-season, reacts to an “anonymous” quote from Taylor saying he's not the guy, and gives a behind-the-scenes look at Super Bowl week. The conversation closes with a look back at the struggles of last season and what he expects from this upcoming year with the Niners roster full of Christian McCaffrey, George Kittle, Brandon Aiyuk, and Nick Bosa under head coach Kyle Shanahan. As always, the biggest of hugs and the most tiny kisses. Enjoy! TIMESTAMP CHAPTERS 0:00 Intro4:32 4th Of July Weekend 46:31 UFC At The White House?51:55 CFB26 Is Here1:04:03 Josh Pate Is ALL IN On Nebraska1:11:21 Notre Dame Is Legacy U1:12:43 Cam Newton v Jalen Hurts1:23:09 BROCK PURDY INTERVIEW STARTS1:24:48 Getting Recruited To Iowa State1:32:48 NFL Draft Experience1:37:08 October Is Now Brocktober1:39:31 Rookie Year In San Francisco 1:44:23 “Trent Willams Is My Binkie”1:48:45 Taking Over The Starting Job1:50:31 Dealing Tommy John Surgery1:59:12 NFC Championship2:02:45 Losing Deebo Samuel2:04:56 Taylor’s “Anonymous” Quote2:12:57 Super Bowl Week2:14:31 Struggles Of Last Season2:16:21 Season Expectations2:22:45 Bud Light: What Would You Do Anything For?See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Hey hey, beautiful human! Today we're diving into a topic that's been holding so many of us back: waiting for motivation. If you've ever caught yourself thinking, “I just need to get motivated again,” this episode is for you. Because here's the truth: motivation is fleeting, and if you're relying on it to make progress… you'll always end up stuck in that start-stop cycle. What if you didn't need motivation at all? What I discuss: Why motivation is just a feeling—and not something you can rely on The brain science behind why we default to old habits when life gets busy How simple systems (not willpower!) are the key to real, lasting consistency Why habits are stronger than emotions—and how to make them automatic 5 practical mindset shifts to stay consistent even on the hardest days So if you're tired of waiting for the “perfect Monday” or that magical burst of inspiration… this episode is going to shift everything for you. If you loved this episode, you'll also love Episode 537: What I Do on Days I Don't Feel Like Working Out. I'll link it in the show notes for you to easily go listen to next.

In this powerful episode, the story of Brock Purdy — once laughed at as “Mr. Irrelevant,” the very last pick of the NFL draft — becomes a vivid picture of how God chooses the overlooked and extends mercy to the outsider. Ruslan walks through Purdy's unlikely rise from underdog to NFL starter, tying it to Romans 9 and the truth that God's mercy is not based on our status, pedigree, or works, but on His grace alone.The conversation dives into deep questions about God's mercy, fairness, and how salvation works — whether it's earned, chosen, or simply received as a gift. Along the way, Ruslan shares his own reflections, weaving together scripture, real-life examples, and encouragement for those who feel disqualified or forgotten.If you've ever wondered whether you belong in God's story, this episode will remind you: mercy is for the humble, the outsider, the underdog — for all who will receive it.

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Dr. Paul Sutter, visiting professor at Barnard College and external advisor for NASA's Advance Concepts Program, joins the "ROI" team for a discussion about:  The Top Five Astronomical Discoveries Of All Time (So Far).The host for the 617th episode in this series is John Kealey, and the history buffs are Terri Toppler and Ed Broders.Opinions expressed in this program are those of the hosts and the guest(s), and not necessarily those of KALA-FM or St. Ambrose University. This program is recorded at KALA-FM, St. Ambrose University, Davenport, Iowa, USA!

BONUS DISCUSSION:  Dr. Paul Sutter, visiting professor at Barnard College and external advisor for NASA's Advance Concepts Program, joins the "ROI" team for a discussion about:  The Top Five Astronomical Discoveries Of All Time (So Far).The host for the 617th episode in this series is John Kealey, and the history buffs are Terri Toppler and Ed Broders.Opinions expressed in this program are those of the hosts and the guest(s), and not necessarily those of KALA-FM or St. Ambrose University. This program is recorded at KALA-FM, St. Ambrose University, Davenport, Iowa, USA!

Former Tv host of low rated show and now host of an irrelevant podcast host Joy Reid asks who remembers Gov. Ron DeSantis while calling Alligator Alcatraz a "concentration camp". Visit the Howie Carr Radio Network website to access columns, podcasts, and other exclusive content.

What if everything we know about the universe's expansion is wrong? David Wiltshire offers a radical perspective on cosmic acceleration and dark energy, proposing that both might be illusions created by the varying passage of time in different regions of the universe. Wiltshire challenges the foundations of modern cosmology with his innovative Timescape model. We discuss the foundations of Einstein's theory of relativity, examining how time behaves differently in regions of high and low matter density. Wiltshire explains how this could alter our understanding of the universe's expansion, potentially eliminating the need for dark energy altogether. His work revisits Mark's Principle and its influence on cosmology, offering an alternative explanation for cosmic phenomena. This episode will captivate anyone interested in the future of cosmological theory, the mystery of dark energy, and the complex nature of time. Don't miss out! — Key Takeaways:  00:00:00 Intro 00:01:36 David Wiltshire's model and its implications 00:02:35 Mach's Principle and its influence on relativity 00:06:28 Gravitational time dilation and its implications 00:42:16 The cosmological equivalence principle 00:42:50 The Timescape Model and its predictions 00:43:53 The role of dark energy and the cosmological constant 00:53:43 The philosophical and psychological implications of Timescape 01:09:41 Outro  — Additional resources:  ➡️ Follow me on your fav platforms: ✖️ Twitter: https://twitter.com/DrBrianKeating 

Are the Ten Commandments, God's Law which He Gave to Us, Becoming Irrelevant for America? MESSAGE SUMMARY: Today, are we saying that the Ten Commandments are irrelevant for America? Are the Ten Commandments becoming illegal in America? If so, why? As a nation, we no longer teach or practice the Ten Commandments. We have made it illegal to post the Ten Commandments, which are God's Law to us, on most walls of our courts and government schools. From a spiritual perspective, how can God, the Creator of the Universe, bless a nation which mocks and/or ignores Him? Paul, in Galatians 6:6-7, cautions both us and our governments regarding the mocking of God: “Let the one who is taught the word share all good things with the one who teaches. Do not be deceived: God is not mocked, for whatever one sows, that will he also reap.”. From a practical perspective, how can a society and a government function when their foundation has been removed? Our form of government was founded on the ethical base of the Ten Commandments. The Ten Commandments were in the thoughts and cultural norms of the people that created our country.   TODAY'S PRAYER: Lord, everything in me resists following you into the garden of Gethsemane to fall on my face to the ground before you. Grant me the courage to follow you all the way to the cross, whatever that might mean for my life. And then, by your grace, lead me to resurrection life and power. In Jesus' name, amen.   Scazzero, Peter. Emotionally Healthy Spirituality Day by Day (p. 100). Zondervan. Kindle Edition. TODAY'S AFFIRMATION: Today, Because of who I am in Jesus Christ, I will not be driven by Past Failures. Rather, I will abide in the Lord's Grace. “I am the vine; you are the branches. If a man remains in Me and I in him, he will bear much fruit; apart from Me you can do nothing.” (John 15:5). SCRIPTURE REFERENCE (ESV): Romans 1:10-12; James 5:13-18; Exodus 3:1-15; Psalms 136a:1-13. WORD FROM THE LORD WEBSITE: www.AWFTL.org. THIS SUNDAY'S AUDIO SERMON: You can listen to Archbishop Beach's Current Sunday Sermon: “When Facing Difficult Circumstances, Look to Jesus as Our Great High Priest” at our Website: https://awordfromthelord.org/listen/ DONATE TO AWFTL: https://mygiving.secure.force.com/GXDonateNow?id=a0Ui000000DglsqEAB

Applied to 50+ UX or Product jobs & still no interviews or offers? Get UX job search help.Welcome to the Career Strategy Podcast with Sarah Doody, a UX Designer & UX Researcher with 20 years of experience who founded the UX job search accelerator, Career Strategy Lab. She's been doing UX career coaching since 2017.Follow Sarah on: LinkedIn | YouTube | InstagramNancy Leslie has over 30 years of UX experience—and yet, before joining Career Strategy Lab, she felt irrelevant, overlooked, and unsure of how to position herself in today's market. In this honest and uplifting open house conversation, Nancy shares how she moved from self-doubt to spaciousness, and why she finally feels like herself again—professionally and personally.Whether you're later in your career or just feeling disconnected from your value, Nancy's story will remind you that it's never too late to rewrite your narrative and re-energize your future.What You'll Learn This Episode:✔️ Why years of experience can make job searching harder, not easier✔️ The emotional toll of being a runner-up again and again✔️ How Nancy reframed “aged out” into “experienced pioneer”✔️ The surprising career impact of mindset and community✔️ Why CSL didn't box her in—but actually set her free✔️ How showing up, experimenting, and getting feedback changed everythingTimestamps:00:58 Episode Overview and Special Format01:42 Introducing Nancy: A UX Veteran02:10 Nancy's Journey in UX03:16 The Impact of Career Strategy Lab04:47 Mindset Shifts and Career Growth12:04 The Role of Community and Coaching15:56 Final Thoughts and Advice17:20 Conclusion and Podcast Outro18:04 Special Message for Job Seekers⭐ Support the show! Leave a rating on Spotify or a review on Apple Podcasts to help more UX professionals find this podcast.

Donald Trump's unilateral attack on Iran exposes the limit to which Britain can influence events in the Middle East. Should we be happy with the role of bystander?Hugo Rifkind unpacks the politics of the day with Sebastian Payne and Carol Lewis. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

This week, I'm joined by Kyle Chan, author of the recent NYTimes Op-Ed titled "In the Future, China Will Be Dominant. The U.S. Will Be Irrelevant." Exploring the intense competitive pressures of Chinese “involution capitalism” and America's fixation on shareholder returns, we discuss America's waning relevance in global technology and manufacturing, and how critical choices made now could shape the economic and geopolitical landscape for decades.Chan is a postdoctoral researcher at Princeton University, adjunct researcher at the RAND Corporation, and the author of High Capacity.

The McCullough Report with Dr. Peter McCullough – Robert F. Kennedy Jr.'s dismissal of the ACIP panel and sensational headlines have underscored deep public distrust in CDC vaccine guidance, amid revelations of conflicts within the Bio-Pharmaceutical Complex. Concerns over expanded childhood and adult immunization schedules, allergic and neuropsychiatric spikes, and Emergency Use COVID-19 approvals without long-term...

The McCullough Report with Dr. Peter McCullough – Robert F. Kennedy Jr.'s dismissal of the ACIP panel and sensational headlines have underscored deep public distrust in CDC vaccine guidance, amid revelations of conflicts within the Bio-Pharmaceutical Complex. Concerns over expanded childhood and adult immunization schedules, allergic and neuropsychiatric spikes, and Emergency Use COVID-19 approvals without long-term...

Joel Friedland has been in the industrial real estate game for over 40 years, and he's built his business on three key principles: focus, patience, and simplicity. Based in Chicago, Joel syndicates industrial properties—favoring small manufacturing buildings—and buys them with all cash. That's right: no debt. He explains how his low-risk, long-term approach has protected his investors and his mental health—especially after weathering the 2008 crash with $70 million in personal guarantees. In this episode, Joel walks host Dave Dubeau through how his strategy has evolved, how he scouts and acquires new properties (spoiler: door-knocking and thousands of cold calls), and why he's more interested in reliable returns than hyped-up numbers. He also shares the personal and professional transformation that led him to reject over-leveraged deals in favor of simplicity and sustainability. Key Takeaways: Why Joel completely avoids bank financing—and how it helps him sleep at night How losing buildings in 2008 shaped his entire investment philosophy What makes a good industrial property (hint: ceiling height and parking matter) The math behind selling to neighboring businesses at a premium How his team finds deals through relentless persistence and direct outreach Why IRR stands for “Irrelevant Rate of Return” in his book   - Get Interviewed on the Show! - ================================== Are you a real estate investor with some 'tales from the trenches' you'd like to share with our audience? Want to get great exposure and be seen as a bonafide real estate pro by your friends? Would you like to inspire other people to take action with real estate investing? Then we'd love to interview you! Find out more and pick the date here: http://daveinterviewsyou.com/

In all your undertakings, you want substance, not fluff. We're tempted towards fluff, but, as business owners, we really can't afford it. There's no place for it. The temptation for fluff is especially true in Finance. Fancy charts and complicated spreadsheets masquerade as substance. Irrelevant ratios and misleading statistics might give a semblance of control. It's easy for fluff to arise from Finance. So, what should your Finance department produce in order for it's output to be meaningful and valuable? I have 4 things to work through.

In Episode 420 of Hidden Forces, Demetri Kofinas speaks with Kyle Chan—an expert on the Chinese economy and China's industrial policy—about why he believes China is poised to dominate high-end technology and manufacturing, and why factories worldwide will reorganize their supply chains with China at the center, as the world's preeminent technological and economic superpower. Kyle and Demetri spend the first hour dissecting China's industrial policy and dispelling misconceptions about the historical foundations of economic prosperity. Their discussion highlights the reciprocal interactions among the state, financial capitalism, and the market economy—dynamics that have driven the technological revolutions transforming modern life over the past two centuries. In the second hour, Chan and Kofinas delve deeper into China's playbook, drawing lessons for the United States. They outline policy choices that are both self-evident and broadly bipartisan: investing in research and development; forging strategically important economic ties with other nations; and fostering a welcoming, attractive climate for international talent and capital. Subscribe to our premium content—including our premium feed, episode transcripts, and Intelligence Reports—by visiting HiddenForces.io/subscribe. If you'd like to join the conversation and become a member of the Hidden Forces Genius community—with benefits like Q&A calls with guests, exclusive research and analysis, in-person events, and dinners—you can also sign up on our subscriber page at HiddenForces.io/subscribe. If you enjoyed today's episode of Hidden Forces, please support the show by: Subscribing on Apple Podcasts, YouTube, Spotify, Stitcher, SoundCloud, CastBox, or via our RSS Feed Writing us a review on Apple Podcasts & Spotify Joining our mailing list at https://hiddenforces.io/newsletter/ Producer & Host: Demetri Kofinas Editor & Engineer: Stylianos Nicolaou Subscribe and support the podcast at https://hiddenforces.io. Join the conversation on Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter at @hiddenforcespod Follow Demetri on Twitter at @Kofinas Episode Recorded on 04/20/2025

It is hard for Americans to imagine not being No. 1. The US has been the leading industrial, economic and military power since the end of WWII. But now America confronts a challenger that appears to be bigger, faster and more ambitious. That challenger is China. The PRC now manufactures one third of the world's cars, sixty percent of EVs, seventy percent of batteries and utterly dominates battery supply chains. How did Chinese companies get so powerful so quickly? What can America and the West learn from China's rapid ascendancy? And what can we do to compete going forward?  Joining me today on the Driving wWith Dunne podcast is Kyle Chan, author of the widely read and highly respected newsletter, High Capacity. Kyle reveals China's secret superpowers – many of which might appear surprisingly ordinary. But they're not. 

This is The Briefing, a daily analysis of news and events from a Christian worldview.Part I (00:14 - 14:02)Feminism and Transgenderism at Odds: Lesbians Want to Be Liberated from the LBGT RevolutionWhy lesbians want out of the LGBT Movement by The Spectator (Julie Bindel)Part II (14:02 - 16:16)Creation Order Asserts Itself: Creation Order Breaks Through Everywhere, Even in the Wake of the Sexual Liberation MovementWhy the trans debacle matters by The Spectator (Lionel Shriver)Part III (16:16 - 18:38)Decadence and Debauchery: The Absurdity of Gender IdeologiesPart IV (18:38 - 26:47)The Disaster of ‘You are What You Look Like' — Confronting a Dangerous and Seductive ClaimAge is Irrelevant by Financial Times (Triny Woodall)Sign up to receive The Briefing in your inbox every weekday morning.Follow Dr. Mohler:X | Instagram | Facebook | YouTubeFor more information on The Southern Baptist Theological Seminary, go to sbts.edu.For more information on Boyce College, just go to BoyceCollege.com.To write Dr. Mohler or submit a question for The Mailbox, go here.

Are your goals set up to succeed—or are your daily habits silently sabotaging them? Find out what to look for and how to fix it fast. 

RUNDOWN   Episode 335 opens with a classic Mitch-and-Hotshot cold open built around a unique problem: there's no area code 335. But that doesn't stop Mitch from spinning it into a musical deep dive centered on the new Eddie Vedder Cup, the tongue-in-cheek prize for the Mariners–Padres rivalry. The two riff on San Diego's surprisingly rich musical heritage — from Blink-182 and Stone Temple Pilots to Iron Butterfly and Heart — as Mitch tries to reel in Hotshot with rock trivia and storytelling. Then it's a packed slate of sports. Mitch breaks down the Mariners' stunning three-game sweep of the Padres, with big contributions from unlikely heroes like Dylan Moore and Rowdy Tellez, and serious praise for the bullpen and manager Dan Wilson. Brady Farkas and Joe Doyle join to analyze Seattle's weirdly dominant road performances, the emergence of Brian Woo as a potential All-Star and ace, and what to expect with George Kirby's return. On the football side, Mitch unpacks the Seahawks' 2025 schedule, including an unprecedented ESPN+ Monday Night game with a 10 PM ET kickoff. He also dives into the quarterback gauntlet Seattle won't face — just two of the top 12 QBs from 2024's passer efficiency ratings. Chance Miller, AD at Coastal Carolina, discusses a groundbreaking promotion giving free concessions to football attendees — and how it actually boosts revenue. Mariners' No-Table give their scouting analysis on the Mariners' rotation depth and the likelihood of a Cole Young call-up. Nick Sheridan, Alabama's co-OC, gives us an inside look at Jalen Milroe — his arm, his speed, and what Seattle fans should expect from their rookie quarterback. The episode wraps with “The Other Stuff” — from John Madden: The Movie to Scottie Scheffler's third major win to Brock Purdy's $265 million payday.   GUESTS   Chance Miller | Athletic Director, Coastal Carolina University Joe Doyle | MLB Draft/Prospect Analyst, OverSlot Brady Farkas | Host, Refuse to Lose Podcast Nick Sheridan | Co-Offensive Coordinator, Alabama Crimson Tide   TABLE OF CONTENTS   0:00 | Mitch can't find a musical angle for “335,” so he invents one, leading to the Eddie Vedder Cup and a tour of San Diego's musical icons. 20:13 | Mariners Buzz – Cole Young's hot streak, Rowdy Tellez's timely swings, Dylan Moore's clutch factor, and why the team plays so much better on the road. 35:41 | Guest: Chance Miller – Coastal Carolina's AD breaks down how “Feast for Free” unlimited hot dogs, popcorn, drinks | works financially — and why it's not a gimmick. 55:01 | Guest: Mariners' No-Table, Brady Farkas & Joe Doyle – evaluate Brian Woo's All-Star candidacy, George Kirby's return, and who stays/goes in the Mariners' crowded rotation. As well, they analyze Dan Wilson's bullpen evolution, Julio's approach at the plate, and why Cole Young might be called up this week. 1:20:07 | Guest: Nick Sheridan – The Alabama OC talks about Jalen Milroe's NFL potential, work ethic, arm strength, accuracy development, and how Seattle might use him early. 1:38:48 | The Other Stuff Segment – Scheffler wins his third major with his B-game, Madden biopic casts Nicolas Cage, and Brock Purdy goes from Mr. Irrelevant to $53M/year.