Podcasts about Nefertiti

Nefertiti Harris is a former public school teacher, mom of five, and founder of Empowered Prep Academy, a microschool located in Jackson, Mississippi for students in grades 3-12 who desire a flexible and more individualized learning environment. As a certified special education teacher, Nefertiti focuses specifically on helping dyslexic students and those with similar learning needs. If you are looking to launch a microschool or similar learning environment in Mississippi, check out Embark.MS to help you on your journey. *** Sign up for Kerry's free, weekly e-newsletter on education entrepreneurship and innovation at edentrepreneur.org.

Zapraszam Was w podróż przez ponad trzy tysiące lat jednej z najbardziej fascynujących cywilizacji w historii ludzkości. Od legendarnych początków nad Nilem, przez czasy świetności piramid i faraonów, aż po ostateczny upadek i przemianę Egiptu w prowincję rzymską - ten odcinek to opowieść o potędze, wierze, wojnie i tajemnicy.

We are returning to Ancient Egypt tonight, with an episode filled with mysteries. The discovery of the tomb of Tutankhamun in 1922, by the archaeologist Howard Carter, captivated audiences around the world and represented a major find for egyptology. I will tell you about the tomb and some of the many artifacts discovered still intact when the chamber was opened in 1923, and also discuss the rumors of a supposed "curse of the pharaohs". Is there anything to it?  Tutankhamun's predecessor on the throne of Egypt was a singular figure in the long list of Egyptian pharaohs: Amenhotep IV, also known as Akhenaten, the "heretic pharaoh". Together with his queen, Nefertiti, Akhenaten promoted the cult of a new supreme god, Aten, and founded a new capital, Akhetaten. Akhetaten (now known as Amarna) was supposed to replace Thebes and mark the beginning of a new golden age for Egypt. But when Amenhotep/Akhenaten died in 1346 BC, the city was abandoned shortly after, partially destroyed, and the old religious order was restored. We will explore this chapter of Egyptian history too and talk about the ruins of Amarna, which are now an extensive ancient Egyptian archeological site. Welcome to Lights Out Library Join me for a sleepy adventure tonight. Sit back, relax, and fall asleep to documentary-style bedtime stories read in a calming ASMR voice. Learn something new while you enjoy a restful night of sleep. Listen ad free and get access to bonus content on our Patreon: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.patreon.com/LightsOutLibrary621⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Listen on Youtube: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.youtube.com/@LightsOutLibraryov⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠   ¿Quieres escuchar en Español? Echa un vistazo a La Biblioteca de los Sueños! En Spotify: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://open.spotify.com/show/1t522alsv5RxFsAf9AmYfg⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ En Apple Podcasts: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/la-biblioteca-de-los-sue%C3%B1os-documentarios-para-dormir/id1715193755⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ En Youtube: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.youtube.com/@LaBibliotecadelosSuenosov⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ #sleep #bedtimestory #asmr #sleepstory Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

People don't just buy products – they buy stories. So how do you tell yours in a way that sticks, connects, and builds loyalty?In this minisode of Small Business Bytes on This is Small Business, host Andrea Marquez explains how you can write a brand story that does more than just sell – it builds a loyal customer base. You'll learn how to craft your story, why embracing your struggles can make your brand more relatable and inspiring, and how to weave your customers into your story so they see themselves in your mission.Plus, you'll hear real-life examples from past guests like Conchita Pleasant, the founder and CEO of Nefertiti's Secrets and Ray Phillips, the CEO of Soap Sox, who turned personal challenges into powerful brand stories that inspire and connect.By the end of this minisode, you'll have tools to craft a story that doesn't just explain what you do – it'll show why it matters.So, what's your story? Share it with us (or even just a piece of it) in a Spotify comment, Apple Podcasts review, or email us at Thisissmallbusiness@amazon.com. Doing that will not only hold you accountable but could also inspire another entrepreneur to take their next big step.Sources: If you want to know more about Nefertiti's Secrets, listen to Conchita's story here: How Looking Back Can Lead to Forward-Thinking Business Ideas - This is Small BusinessIf you want to know more about Soap Sox, listen to Ray's story here: From Concept to Reality: Building and Validating Your Business Idea - This is Small BusinessHow to Tell a Compelling Brand Story [Guide + Examples] - HubspotPeople Buy Feelings, Not Things - Tony RobbinsStart with Why - Simon Sinek

***Donación Reparación de Silla de ruedas*** ¡¡¡Obetivo conseguido!!! !!Gracias!! La pista de muchos personajes históricos se pierde en el tiempo, con ayuda de investigadores y nuevas tecnologías estamos más cerca de encontrarlos.

In this episode, Dr. Anthony Youn, who you might know as "America's Holistic Plastic Surgeon," chats about five surprising ways you can use Botox and mentions a couple of treatments he thinks you should steer clear of. He covers some pretty unconventional uses for Botox, like fixing "resting bitch face," correcting gummy smiles, and even tackling excessive sweating. Dr. Youn also talks about the "Nefertiti lift," which is a subtle way to lift your neck, and the more eyebrow-raising "scrotal Botox." Plus, he shares some interesting insights on using Botox for premature ejaculation, pointing to a study that looks promising. Throughout the episode, Dr. Youn emphasizes the importance of consulting with qualified professionals to get advice that's right for you. He also encourages listeners to leave reviews to help support the podcast. The episode is a fun mix of humor and useful info about the many ways Botox can be used. Links and Resources: Where can you find more information about how to autojuvenate your skin to a younger you? Check out my new book, Younger For Life! It's available at https://autojuvenation.com, and if you buy it now, you will receive over $100 in FREE gifts, including a $30 gift certificate for my online store younbeauty.com! Check out Dr. Youn's skincare products and nutritional supplements - younbeauty.com Download his FREE eGuide: "What to Eat to Look Younger" - dryoun.com/eat-look-younger Follow Dr. Youn on Instagram - @tonyyounmd Follow Dr. Youn on YouTube - youtube.com/tonyyounmd Follow Dr. Youn on TikTok - @doctoryoun Follow Dr. Youn on Facebook - @dryoun Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

ACOFAE Podcast Presents: Heat of the Everflame: "I'm not regular mom, I'm a spy mom." Laura Marie and Jessica Marie are heated as they discuss _Heat of the Everflame _. Diem is making choices and they certainly are choices as her group journeys across borders and seas causing chaos every way they turn. Luther is single-minded in his determination to see Diem find her true purpose, and everyone else is along for the ride as betrayals are afoot and if Diem's mother has no haters then ACOFAE is dead. Period. Join Laura Marie and Jessica Marie as they battle their feelings and dive into the plot because this book is huge! "So does murder." TW / CW: none to our awareness For additional TW/CW information for your future reads, head to this site for more: https://triggerwarningdatabase.com/ Spoilers: Heat of the Everflame by Penn Cole, The Kindred's Curse Saga overall, House of Flame and Shadow (HOFAS) by Sarah J. Maas (SJM) Mentions: Throne of Glass, ACOSF, Supernatural, Nefertiti, Indiana Jones *Thank you for listening to us! Please subscribe and leave a 5-star review and follow us on Instagram (https://www.instagram.com/acofaepodcast/) at @ACOFAEpodcast and on our TikToks! TikTok: ACOFAELaura : Laura Marie (https://www.tiktok.com/@acofaelaura?) ( https://www.tiktok.com/@acofaelaura) ACOFAEJessica : Jessica Marie (https://www.tiktok.com/@acofaejessica?) (https://www.tiktok.com/@acofaejessica) Instagram: @ACOFAEpodcast (https://www.instagram.com/acofaepodcast/) https://www.instagram.com/acofaepodcast/ @ACOFAELaura (https://www.instagram.com/acofaelaura/) https://www.instagram.com/acofaelaura/

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JOHNNY GRIFFIN “WAY OUT !” New York, February 26 or 27, 1958Cherokee, Hot sausageJohnny Griffin (ts) Kenny Drew (p) Wilbur Ware (b) Philly Joe Jones (d) CHRISTINE JENSEN “DAY MOON” Montreal, c. 2022Day moon, Twenty twenty blues, Here's that rainy dayChristine Jensen (as,sop) Steve Amirault (p) Adrian Vedady (b) Jim Doxas (d) JOSH LAWRENCE “AND THAT TOO” Brooklyn, NY, June 7 & 8, 2021Grit (1), Nefertiti (1), Black keys (2)Josh Lawrence (tp) Willie Morris (ts) Art Hirahara (p) Boris Kozlov (b) Jason Tiemann (d-1) Rudy Royston (d-2) Continue reading Puro Jazz 13 de marzo, 2025 at PuroJazz.

JOHNNY GRIFFIN “WAY OUT !” New York, February 26 or 27, 1958Cherokee, Hot sausageJohnny Griffin (ts) Kenny Drew (p) Wilbur Ware (b) Philly Joe Jones (d) CHRISTINE JENSEN “DAY MOON” Montreal, c. 2022Day moon, Twenty twenty blues, Here's that rainy dayChristine Jensen (as,sop) Steve Amirault (p) Adrian Vedady (b) Jim Doxas (d) JOSH LAWRENCE “AND THAT TOO” Brooklyn, NY, June 7 & 8, 2021Grit (1), Nefertiti (1), Black keys (2)Josh Lawrence (tp) Willie Morris (ts) Art Hirahara (p) Boris Kozlov (b) Jason Tiemann (d-1) Rudy Royston (d-2) Continue reading Puro Jazz 13 de marzo, 2025 at PuroJazz.

In this episode, Dr. Anthony Youn, known as "America's Holistic Plastic Surgeon," dives into the topic of jowls, exploring what causes them, how to prevent them, and the various treatment options available. He explains that jowls, which are the sagging skin along the jawline, can be attributed to factors like aging, genetics, and lifestyle choices. To help prevent them, Dr. Youn suggests following an anti-inflammatory diet that's rich in collagen, using sunscreen, and incorporating retinol into your skincare routine. For those with mild jowls, he discusses non-invasive treatments such as Morpheus8 and the Nefertiti lift, but he advises caution with procedures like Kybella and thread lifts due to their potential risks. In more severe cases, he recommends considering a lower facelift. Throughout the discussion, Dr. Youn stresses the importance of taking a holistic approach to skincare and the aging process. Links and Resources: Where can you find more information about how to autojuvenate your skin to a younger you? Check out my new book, Younger For Life! It's available at https://autojuvenation.com, and if you buy it now, you will receive over $100 in FREE gifts, including a $30 gift certificate for my online store younbeauty.com! Check out Dr. Youn's skincare products and nutritional supplements - younbeauty.com Download his FREE eGuide: "What to Eat to Look Younger" - dryoun.com/eat-look-younger Follow Dr. Youn on Instagram - @tonyyounmd Follow Dr. Youn on YouTube - youtube.com/tonyyounmd Follow Dr. Youn on TikTok - @doctoryoun Follow Dr. Youn on Facebook - @dryoun Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Send me a text message. Suggestions? Subjects for future podcasts? Let me know--thanks!More simple present: the verb “to be”1- I am from Costa Rica. He is from Cuba.2- This is my brother. His name is Jack.3- This is my adopted cat. Her name is Nefertiti.4- How old are you? I'm twenty-seven.5- Are you hungry? No, not yet. Well, actually I am a little bit hungry.6- Are you my new teacher? Yes, I am. My name is Mr. Johnson.7- The sky is blue, except when it's cloudy. Then it is white or gray.8- Her dress is green and blue.9- This camera is very expensive.10- All these sentences are in the simple present tense.Intro & Outro Music: La Pompe Du Trompe by Shane Ivers - https://www.silvermansound.com Support the showEmail me: swift.water3883@fastmail.comYou can now support my podcasts and classes:Keep the podcasts coming! Thank you!

Considerado el primer monoteísta de la Historia, su reforma religiosa pretendió acabar con las ancestrales creencias egipcias en una multitud de dioses. Al cabo, este audaz faraón fue declarado hereje, su reforma revocada y su memoria borrada de los anales de la historiaBibliografíaArenas Esteban, Jesús Alberto. País de Kemet. Aproximación a la civilización y la historia del antiguo Egipto. (s/f) Ediciones CEF. EspañaEstrada Laza, Fernando. Akhenatón. El faraón hereje. Historia National Geographic #7. España. Pp. 36 – 47Estrada Laza, Fernando. Nefertiti. Enigmas de una reina. Historia National Geographic #16. España. Pp. 34 – 46Jacq, Christian. Nefertiti y Akhenatón. La pareja solar. (1992) Editorial Roca. México.Rodríguez Corcoll, Nuria. Akhenatón. La herejía del Sol. Historia National Geographic #67. España. Pp. 32 – 41Wilkinson, Toby. Auge y Caída del Antiguo Egipto. (2012) Editorial Debate. Barcelona.

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In this episode of Fill Me In, Jon and Nicole discuss the latest FDA indication for Botox to treat platysma bands and how to achieve a more youthful appearance through neck and lower face treatments. They delve into techniques like the Nefertiti neck lift, micro Botox, and the use of wrinkle relaxers. The conversation also covers the importance of early treatment to prevent aging signs and the potential complications from incorrect Botox and filler procedures. Watch to learn about effective methods to rejuvenate your neck and lower face, and hear their thoughts on popular beauty devices and practices. Don't neglect the neck! On Fill Me In: An Aesthetics Podcast, Jon LeSuer NP-C and Nicole Bauer FNP-BC dive deep in the world of aesthetics. As aesthetic nurse practitioners with their own medical practices, Jon and Nicole fill you in on everything in their field.Follow Fill Me In on Instagram!https://www.instagram.com/thefillmeinpod/Follow Nicole on Instagram:https://www.instagram.com/aestheticnursenicole/Follow Jon on Instagram:https://www.instagram.com/injectorjon/Exhibit Medical Aesthetics website:https://exhibitmedicalaesthetics.com/Tox and Pout Aesthetics website:https://toxandpout.com/Jonathan LeSuer, MSN, NP-C Jonathan LeSuer graduated from Le Moyne College with his Bachelor's in Nursing in 2014 and a Family Nurse Practitioner degree in 2017. He began his career at St. Joseph's Hospital as a Registered Nurse on a cardiac medical-surgical unit. He transitioned to the Nurse Practitioner role in 2017, working for Hospitalist Medicine, where he became the coordinator for the team's Physician Assistants and Nurse Practitioners. In 2020, he started his career as an Aesthetic injector and quickly found out that this was his passion. On March 15th, 2022, he opened Tox & Pout Aesthetics. He is now a Master trained injector & National trainer for Allergan Aesthetics, offering Botox, Dysport, Hyaluronic acid fillers, Kybella, SkinViVe skin booster, and Sculptra. Jonathan is known for his empathy, profound bedside manner, and outgoing/warm personality. He has a deep love for aesthetics, and his patients' confidence is his main priority. Nicole Bauer, MSN, APRN, FNP-BC. Family Nurse Practitioner Nicole graduated with her Associates in Applied Sciences and began her journey as a registered nurse 10 years ago in 2014. She worked hard to combine her love for beauty with her passion for caring and healing others, attending aesthetics school while working as a hospital night nurse. After graduating as a licensed aesthetician, Nicole left the hospital where she had been for 3.5 years and began working as a registered nurse for a plastic surgeon. An experience of over 6 years that would leave her with so much knowledge and respect for the aesthetic world. It was during those 6 years that she pursued her Master's Degree and obtained her license as a Family Nurse Practitioner, leading the way for where she is now; owning a state of the art medical aesthetic practice and being a national Allergan Trainer. Nicole takes pride in treating her patients holistically, focusing on facial balancing and enhancing one's natural beauty. She believes education stands as the cornerstone of aesthetics and is why she is dedicated to both training others while always focusing on expanding her own knowledge as well.  Producer of Fill Me In: Joseph Ginexi#aesthetics #Botox #filler #NeckRejuvenation #PlatysmaBands #Injectables #SkinCare #YouthfulSkin

Considerado el primer monoteísta de la Historia, su reforma religiosa pretendió acabar con las ancestrales creencias egipcias en una multitud de dioses. Al cabo, este audaz faraón fue declarado hereje, su reforma revocada y su memoria borrada de los anales de la historia.Bibliografía:Arenas Esteban, Jesús Alberto. País de Kemet. Aproximación a la civilización y la historia del antiguo Egipto. (s/f) Ediciones CEF. EspañaEstrada Laza, Fernando. Akhenatón. El faraón hereje. Historia National Geographic #7. España. Pp. 36 – 47Estrada Laza, Fernando. Nefertiti. Enigmas de una reina. Historia National Geographic #16. España. Pp. 34 – 46Jacq, Christian. Nefertiti y Akhenatón. La pareja solar. (1992) Editorial Roca. México.Rodríguez Corcoll, Nuria. Akhenatón. La herejía del Sol. Historia National Geographic #67. España. Pp. 32 – 41Wilkinson, Toby. Auge y Caída del Antiguo Egipto. (2012) Editorial Debate. Barcelona.

LOUIS HAYES EXACTLY RIGHT ! New York ?, late 2022Hand in glove, Nefertiti, UgetsuAbraham Burton (ts) Steve Nelson (vib) David Hazeltine (p) Dezron Douglas (b) Louis Hayes (d) JEREMY PELT THE ART OF INTIMACY, VOL. 2 Englewood Ciffs, NJ, September 1 & 2, 2022I can't escape from you (2), There'll be other times, Blues in sophisticationJeremy Pelt (tp,vcl) Victor Gould (p) Chico Pinheiro (g-1) Buster Williams (b) Billy Hart (d) + string ensemble-2, Andrew Griffin, Josh Henderson (vln-2) Nicole Neely (viola-2) Susan Mandel (cello-2,3) David O'Rourke (strings arr,cond-2,3) PEPPER ADAMS PLAYS THE COMPOSITIONS OF CHARLIE MINGUS New York, September 9, 1963 Fables of Faubus (1), Song with orange (4), Carolyn (3)Thad Jones (tp,arr1) Pepper Adams (bar,arr2) Hank Jones (p) Paul Chambers (b) Dannie Richmond (d) Charles Mingus (arr3) Teddy Charles (arr4) New York, September 12, 1963Better get it in your soul, PortraitThad Jones (tp) Benny Powell (tb) Charles McPherson (as) Zoot Sims (ts) Pepper Adams (bar) Hank Jones (p) Bob Cranshaw (b) Dannie Richmond (d) Continue reading Puro Jazz 12 de febrero, 2025 at PuroJazz.

LOUIS HAYES EXACTLY RIGHT ! New York ?, late 2022Hand in glove, Nefertiti, UgetsuAbraham Burton (ts) Steve Nelson (vib) David Hazeltine (p) Dezron Douglas (b) Louis Hayes (d) JEREMY PELT THE ART OF INTIMACY, VOL. 2 Englewood Ciffs, NJ, September 1 & 2, 2022I can't escape from you (2), There'll be other times, Blues in sophisticationJeremy Pelt (tp,vcl) Victor Gould (p) Chico Pinheiro (g-1) Buster Williams (b) Billy Hart (d) + string ensemble-2, Andrew Griffin, Josh Henderson (vln-2) Nicole Neely (viola-2) Susan Mandel (cello-2,3) David O'Rourke (strings arr,cond-2,3) PEPPER ADAMS PLAYS THE COMPOSITIONS OF CHARLIE MINGUS New York, September 9, 1963 Fables of Faubus (1), Song with orange (4), Carolyn (3)Thad Jones (tp,arr1) Pepper Adams (bar,arr2) Hank Jones (p) Paul Chambers (b) Dannie Richmond (d) Charles Mingus (arr3) Teddy Charles (arr4) New York, September 12, 1963Better get it in your soul, PortraitThad Jones (tp) Benny Powell (tb) Charles McPherson (as) Zoot Sims (ts) Pepper Adams (bar) Hank Jones (p) Bob Cranshaw (b) Dannie Richmond (d) Continue reading Puro Jazz 12 de febrero, 2025 at PuroJazz.

The Hoes and Bitches Need A Champion.Based on a post by FinalStand, in 13 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels. ‘Once you go Black, you don't go back; unless you are an Amerindian, Arabic, Asian, Black, Indian, Latina, or White girl, or guy who has tried Black, then found sexual fulfillment with a non-Black person and created a blissful relationship with them'Introduction:Right off the bat, be warned that I'm using the 'N' words, nigger, niggah, my niggah, plus homie, thug, coon, buck, spook, spade and whatever other crude racial slurs that come to mind. This story plays to both Black and White stereotypes.Lastly, this story is rather flippant with the entire concept of sexual assault. Those who have red my previous tales know this is not my attitude at all. For the sake of this genre I had to grapple with the concept of forcing a woman and 'making them love that cock'Prelude:My tale begins as the Winter Man Saga 1300 years ago, about the year 700 AD. One small clan of my Swedish ancestors lost a brutal feud with their neighbors. Their farms were burned, animals slaughtered and their women and children taken as slaves. Only three young brother-warriors survived, wounded but unconquered. The victors chased them high into the mountains when a terrible winter storm struck.The three brothers were trudging across a glacier between the mountain peaks in Whiteout conditions. The lead brother stepped into a crevasse and slid to the bottom of the glacier. Not giving up on their last kinsman, the other two slid down into the darkness after him. At the roots of that glacier they found an ice cavern formed by snow that fell 100,000 years ago.They melted the ice for water with their body heat and in doing so, unleashed a demoness (virus) that no man had ever known and survived. The three men grew very sick, but their fierce desire for vengeance kept them from succumbing. When they emerged from their icy tomb, they discovered that several of their pursuers had frozen to death in the blizzard and the rest had returned to their stolen homes and purloined lands, thinking the three brothers were dead.In the dark of the long northern night, they snuck upon the Great Hall of their enemies. When one of the brothers saw his 'former' wife doing a slave's work, he revealed himself to her. She rejoiced at the return of her love; physically, then brought the three table scraps to survive on. In the process, they learned that their sisters were also alive and the sexual playthings of their male nemeses.Due to the depth of winter, stealing back their womenfolk wasn't possible. They'd all freeze to death if they didn't starve first. To repay their enemy's wickedness, one of the brother's snapped and raped one of the chief's daughters. He was possessed with an unearthly desire and held her in a stable for hours. Only when he was utterly spent did he fall asleep.She ran to her father and returned with many warriors. So the first of the brothers was taken. He was tortured and abused. For three long nights he suffered at the hands of his captors yet refused to admit any of his other brothers were still alive. After that third night, the chief's daughter sneaked past the sleeping guards of the chained man, and raped him.For the next five nights, while her father, brothers and husband slept, she raped and raped and raped that brother. On the fifth night, a sister-in-law caught her at it. The daughter pled for the other to spare her; that the man's sexual prowess had ensnared her. She even challenged her kinswoman to sample the 'fruit' before turning her in. Five women later, the brother cracked and told the women how to find his brothers.The night after the Spring Equinox Celebrations, the women of their enemy rose up and slaughtered all their adult menfolk at the behest of the three brothers, on the conditions that their youngest sons be spared and that the men continue to share their favors with all the womenfolk (who were not their kin).The Sammi ClanThe isolated region of the land of the Swedes kept my ancestors out of contact with the wider world for some time. Many generations later, a son of that clan came to lead a band of (female) Finns. His Swedish name is forgotten. The Finns called him Sami (the Exalted One, no shit). He and this band took to fur trading along the Eastern tributaries of the Volga.In time, this group became identified with the Varangian. The Sons of Sami intermarried with the Slavs, becoming Slavicized and the Sons of Sami became Samsonovs. They followed the Rus expansion into the eastern tributaries of the Volga reaching Nizhny Novgorod in the 10th century.Then came the Mongol Conquest, the Tartar Yoke, Rus reunification and the Russian drive across Siberia. The Samsonovs remained tightly clannish and uncomfortable in urban settings. That wanderlust led them across the Bering Straits into Alaska where their genetic abnormality, the gift of that ancient demoness (virus), slumbered in isolation and monogamy.After a thousand years, the tales of mass orgies with strange women and protective female war bands faded into obscurity. Then my Mom, the brilliant, driven eccentric came along. Once she became enraptured with her own Samsonov lover, she had to know the secret of Samsonov men's sexual prowess.With her burning intellect and educational background, she eventually figured it out. She was also amoral enough to keep the knowledge to herself and vengeful enough to plan to use our curse as a weapon.My Living Family·         Father, Nikolay 'Nik' Samsonov;·         Mother, Gayle Fonteneau Samsonov;·         The Triplets, Alexander 'Alex', Mikhail and Vladimir 'Vlad'; that's me.Sitting at the dinner table, I protested; ‘Mom, You actually expect me to believe my Father, Brothers and I have the genetic capability to addict every woman we have sex with to our schlongs? That's nuts!'Mom retorted; ‘As opposed to thinking the color, length and girth of a phallus makes any woman lose all sense of loyalty, morality and decorum so she can become a man's sex sleeve, whore, bitch, property? Yes, I do.'The lives of my family took an unexpected detour in the spring of this year. My great-aunt Matilda (Mattie) died and willed her estate to Mom. I had never met the woman while she was alive yet in death she would have a profound effect on all our lives. Mom's family was a mess; a crowded dingy with a madhouse of odd characters.Lionel was my eldest maternal uncle. He was a Big, Bulging Brain working as a Chief Technical Advisor for NASA; a solitary crusader for all Mankind. What was he a technical advisor for? If anything left terra firma for more than fifteen seconds, he knew every detail about it. That included volcanic eruptions too. When we were younger, he invited us to various volcanoes (both above and beneath the waves). Great guy.Cassius, my second uncle, was serving time in Indonesia for piracy. Mom said he was meaner than every saltwater crocodile that ever lived. The two times I'd met him, he'd been a lean, happy laconic kind of guy with a love for military history. Mom said he was a charismatic rebel who was possessed by an obsession to defy authority in all its forms.Dido was child number three; my Mom's older sister, married to an Evangelical Televangelist in Nebraska under an assumed name, Paula Richmond. She also had a MD in Psychiatry and a Master's in Public Communications (under her real name), which she kept secret from the fundamentalist congregation. The few times we met; she was the perfect mother. Secretly, we three sons wished she'd been our mother instead of our real mother. Mom said Aunt Dido was a master manipulator and wielded a cruel whip;Then there was Mom's twin, Uncle Theo, who never lived in one place, traveled all around the globe and had every law enforcement agency in the civilized world looking for him. We always receiving presents from him during all the normal holidays; like Michaelmas, Holy Week, the start of Lent, Martinmas (his favorite) and our birthdays; which arrived at random, unrelated times of the year and never from the same location.He was the only one we'd never met, but the one Mom loved the most. Dad suspected he was a narco-trafficker while Mom insisted he was too paranoid to be considered reliable for that line of work. Mom told us he'd spent his formative years killing people for Uncle Sam until one day he simply walked away from Fort Bragg and became an independent contractor.The Defense Department sent some fine, brave men from Joint Special Operation Command, to talk to Mom every few months. They made sure not to trip over the CIA and Homeland Security types who occasionally staked out our house. We boys guessed they came around every time Uncle Theo assassinated people. Mom taught us how to appreciate them in an elaborate ritual she called 'April Fool's, which became an 'any day of the year' activity.My Mom's father (I never met the guy) was a leader of a cult in Nevada. He went down, guns blazing during a DEA raid. Apparently his interests included both harems and marijuana production.Mom's mom? She left my Mother outside a dive bar in San Diego and was never seen again. She had doctorates in Biology and Physics as well as the reputation for being a certifiable Space Cadet. Mom insisted her mom hadn't abandoned her, she'd simply forgotten where she left her youngest daughter who was 15 at the time.After five days, Mom decided to join an Alternative Rock band instead of looking for the lady yet again. Seven years later, she was declared legally dead; though all her offspring believed she was still alive; somewhere; doing something.Then you had Dad's family. We had some characters on that side of the family, just not like Mom's. For starters, Samsonovs were bred for law enforcement. We'd been arresting bad guys since the 1500's. We'd been doing that in Alaska since the time of the tsars. When the Alaskan Territory was sold to the United States; well, my ancestors simply started writing their reports in English instead of Russian.Over the centuries, we had bagged serial killers, smugglers, poachers, drug dealers, domestic abusers and thieves. Mostly they arrested drunks and wackos. My Great Grandfather Petrov was a law enforcement legend in Alaska. Alone, he ran down a pack of murderous robbers in the dead of winter before they made it to 'safety' in the Yukon Territory.In the spring, they found them frozen solid, him leading five men, he recorded in his journal he'd killed the other three while apprehending the gang, back in chains. That pretty much defined the nature of my Father's family, no too many stellar geniuses, but always relentless past all norms of endurance and reason. The moment females were allowed in law enforcement, the womenfolk joined the profession.My Aunt Iliana was in the Coast Guard, that made her the 'Black sheep' in this clan. Taking the law out to the high seas was about as wild as Dad's family got. Dad was pretty much the standard issue for my kin. Big, Dad was 6' 5' and 290 lbs., and about as imaginative as a glacier. Why Mom married Dad had long been a mystery to his sons.Don't get me wrong. I loved my Dad, but the man used a grand total of twenty different sentences his entire life. The fewer words he had to speak, the happier he was. He was a nice guy, never drinking too much and I'd never seen him lose his temper. He smiled, was unerringly polite and had always been helpful and playful with us kids from our earliest memories.Grandpa, my great-aunts and -uncles, my aunts, uncles and cousins by blood were the exact same way. I mean that quite literally. We all pretty much looked alike as well. Those who married, married eccentrics. In our regular family get-togethers that translated over to the blood kin in one room saying and doing nothing (we were already cluing into some sort of primitive telepathy) and being very happy that way, while the married relations were in another room packing on the lunacy.There was no middle ground; you were either a silent, brooding peak in the Samsonov mountain range, or the aurora borealis. That left me and my brothers, we were triplets, in a precarious position. We looked like smaller versions of our Dad (we were still growing) yet were totally at the mercy of our Mother most of our young lives. Recall what I said about eccentrics and lunatic behavior. Mom was the Queen of the Asylum.Mom quickly fell in love with 'things' and she loved doing those things with family. Since Dad worked long hours, family meant my brothers and me. We could make passable pottery by age seven. Krav Maga? Screw this 'driving to some dojo in Anchorage' crap. Mom signed us up for a two week course in Israel and online lessons for a year. Archery, check. Rewiring our house and refitting all the plumbing, check.The three of us were SCA squires at age 12. Pleading to Dad was pointless. He'd smile, mess up our hair and remind us these excursions made our Mother happy aka he wasn't going to help us have normal lives. We had some ex-Green Beret guys teach us outdoor survival skills in Wyoming. We could pull wool, make thread and knit a set of pants and sweaters.I and my brothers had to memorize 1200 medically useful plants before we could get our Christmas presents when we were 14. We free-climbed mountains, ran 10Kms, kayaked, were proficient seamen on a sailing ship and learned how to navigate by the Sun, Moon and stars. Around the age of 15, we figured out that Mom had a ton of money squirreled away. There was no way Dad, with his civil servant's salary, could afford all this crazy shit.By the age of 18 we had such a crazy patchwork set of skills, we weren't sure what we would end up doing with our lives; though tracking down Uncle Theo and living a life on the run was looking more attractive every month. What we didn't have were great social lives. We all had girlfriends at one time, or another, but they never lasted.Right before any of us were about to get serious with any girl in high school, my Mom dragged us off; to things like a five day course on Renaissance artwork in Milan; that's Italy. We had to learn to speak Italian in three days, plus during the flight over. Mom made it easy for us. We could only speak Italian the entire time. Doing that at school was 'fun'. Dad? He smiled and said nothing for three days.Welcome to the Fonteneau House, Kingston, ArkansasAnyway, Mom's Great-aunt Mattie kicked the bucket and left her vast fortune in northwestern Arkansas to my Mom. The old bird hated the rest of the nutjobs in the clan, but adored my Mom (and Theo). Upon receiving the news, my brothers and I began thinking the same thing: banjo lessons, redneck stunts and girls in Daisy Dukes. By 'fortune' we were thinking a ramshackle Ozark shack sitting on a mountain top.Nope. Great-aunt Mattie was loaded. In fact, Mom's whole family had tons of money. They'd made a killing, quite literally, during the White expansion westward using various despicable means. They'd even been cursed by an entire Indian Tribe for bilking them off their land. Mom's family blamed that malediction for their bizarre behavior.That Arkansas home was actually the summer residence for the Fonteneau clan from a hundred years ago. Along with the palatial residence came thousands upon thousands of acres spread over a quarter of the state (and some land in Texas, Missouri and Oklahoma too).Tara, or the Biltmore estate, it was not, but it certainly had pretensions. It was a wide and roomy, rambling Victorian structure. The house proper (there were two barns, a stable, storage sheds, two garages, one attached and the other stand-alone, semi-attached servant quarters and four outlying hunting lodges) abutted the Kingston town limits.The place was big enough to require Mom to employ six staff;Phineas Cobb the third, an angry, sullen old White guy and his carbon-copy son, Phineas IV, were our two Wardens. That meant they took care of the outlying property which included hunting down poachers, interlopers and moonshiners (the competition, no doubt) and seeing to the upkeep of the various lodges, roads, trails and bridges around the place. Phineas the third and Mom; well, he cried and hugged Mom when he saw her, so we didn't know what to think of him and his son.Bebe Marston worked the stables and the twelve horses therein. She was a college dropout, White and 21; a woman at one of life's crossroads. Great Aunt Mattie brought her on a few months before she passed on. Bebe was a bit shy and distant around the menfolk. Mom treated Bebe like her long lost daughter; they got along fine.Thomas Freeman was the groundskeeper. Thomas seemed nice enough, a polite and somewhat deferential older Black man. I liked him. Mom fired him the moment the lawyer finished reading Maggie's Will. She believed the man was a back-biter, liar and a thief.Kamika Perry was the cook. She was a largish, plump Black woman with a large family in town. She was a tyrant in the kitchen but friendly and out-going everywhere else. She knew Mom from before; before what, we didn't know. She was close to Mom's age and was the niece of the former cook. She and Mom were cordial yet a tad formal.Nefertiti Cooke was the upstairs maid. She was a whip-tin attractive Black woman in her late-20s and joined Thomas heading out the door. Mom discharged her due to Nefertiti's sour attitude and general unwillingness to adhere to a work schedule.Anita Turner was our downstairs maid and overall manager of the other servants. Like Kamika, she knew Mom from her previous stay at the house, though Anita was already part of the staff back then. They acted like old friends though they understood the mistress-servant dynamics of their relationship.Mom solved our labor shortage by bringing in Mexicans (Hondurans actually). The two families divided up the nine rooms in the detached servants' quarters with Bebe, since Anita and Kamika lived in town and the Cobb's had their own cottage somewhere on the property.Hector Martinez became our new groundskeeper. He had a wife, Maria. Mom enrolled her in some online college courses so she could get a teaching license. They were both pretty young.Consuela Castro was our new upstairs maid. She was a single mother with a son, Gustavo (10), and a daughter, Isabo (6); they went to the local elementary school in town. Both families were very nice to us and seemed happy with their current circumstance. Since this job was their first go at being domestic servants, Mom told us to be patient and respectful while they learned the ropes from Anita and Mr. Cobb (only Mom could call him Phineas without pissing him off).My brothers and I, our Father, the Martinez's and the Castro's couldn't have predicted the shit-storm Mom was creating between our house and the dominant Black populace of Kingston along the great racial divide. The Hondurans had spent half their lives learning to keep their heads low when faced with discrimination. We didn't, nor did we know that Mom was acting with deliberate malice of forethought at that time.To help appreciate our understanding of the situation, we triplets had known a grand total of four Black people well enough to call them by their Christian names our entire lives. One was a crazy, older guy who had been a sniper at some point in his military career. By crazy, I meant he'd go off on tangents in mid conversation, or just stopping entirely. We all liked the guy.He and Granddad Samsonov were real tight. They'd served together in Vietnam and we boys suspected something bad had happened to them both, something which scarred and bound them together closer than brothers. He and Alexander went hunting all the time back in Alaska. All I knew was Morris (Grandpa's comrade-in-arms) was treated like family.That meant if Morris got in trouble, fifteen to twenty Samsonov's would show up to bail him out. That's what family meant. The other two were a retired Air Force couple, Parker and Mariana Carrington plus their infant William, that had moved in next door (that's 40 yards away in Alaska) when I was fourteen. They were in their early thirties and wanted to start a family. The woman had been pregnant with her second child when we left.My Mom and another neighbor trundled her off to a clinic during her first birth. Dad had driven fifty miles in a blizzard to get her husband, so he could witness his firstborn come into the world. The man worked as a fishing boat mechanic and had gotten stuck at work when his wife went into early labor. It was the Alaskan way to look after one another.I never much thought about minorities. There were nearly as many Native Alaskans attending my schools as White folk. The Natives knew my family going back eight generations. I had a few cousins who were 'First Peoples'. Minority? Majority? We were Alaskans and that was that.Again, I didn't think much about there being a social and economic racial crevasse when I showed up in Kingston, Arkansas. I probably would have been totally blind-sided about it if Dad hadn't done his due diligence and went to the Kingston Police Station and Davis County Sheriff's Office to report his status as an Alaskan State Trooper and register his firearms.Since we didn't know what to look for, we missed the obvious signs of trouble. The Black police officer that Dad talked to was; impolite. He informed Dad there would be no 'courtesy' given despite Dad's professionalism, i.e. he wasn't permitted to carry any of his licensed firearms. The Sheriff's department was very different.We met the Sheriff and the man got Dad to be about as verbose as I'd ever seen him. The Sheriff verified Dad's story, gave him a 90 Day permit for his sidearm and told him to make no never mind over the Town cops' hostility. He certainly seemed pleased Dad had three big, strong, strapping boys and gave Dad an application to join his department.That night, Dad informed us all at the dining room table he was considering the Sheriff's job offer. Mom was secretly pleased (like her sister, she IS an evil mastermind and master manipulator). Anita, Bebe and Kamika were eating with us as well, Mom insisted all the help do so (the Hondurans weren't with us yet), and I detected a hint of worry in their posture. I would have thought 'us' staying in the house, thus their continued employment, would be seen as a good thing.Welcome To Kingston.That night, over some late night cocoa, Mom gave the family the regional 4-1-1. Kingston was 75% Black, 20% White and 5% other. The rest of Davis County was 95% White and 5% Black and other. In Kingston, the Blacks ruled the town. All elected officials and police officers were Black. The Sheriff's department had a few Black officers, but was mostly White.It would have been all White except a combined lawsuit by Southern Poverty Law Center and N Double A CP, forced the County to 'integrate'. I asked the logical question: why hadn't the town been forced to integrate too? Mom told me that wasn't how things worked in the Lower 48. Here, Blacks couldn't discriminate; they could only be discriminated against.The Federal government said so. I was sensing shades of Uncle Theo in Mom's blanket assessment of things. My brothers and I were wrong. Mom was right. We were entering White Man's Hell aka Big Black Cock Country. Of course, Mom wasn't sadistic, or masochistic. She had a tidbit of knowledge no one this side of British Columbia was aware of, a Secret Weapon.Dad applied for and got the job of Senior Deputy, which riled some of the other (read: Black) deputies, but Dad's extensive experience and easy-going manner eased his entry into the unit. Mom remained Mom, an unconventional, beautiful, free-spirited kook. She made no effort to make friends. I was the boldest of the triplets so I asked her why.‘Do you know how your Father's family would rather hack of a hand than go back on their word?' she gazed at me intently. I nodded. When she said 'Father' instead of 'Dad', this was our cue that this was a Major Life lesson we had best memorize. ‘These people aren't like that. They will take that which is not theirs, break trusts, sully families and lie to your face.'‘These women are all bold-faced whores, cock-hungry tramps and sluts who get abortions because they don't know what color the daddy is. The males are either the kind of men who would sleep with those kinds of women, or gutless wonders who won't fight for their rights as boyfriends, brothers, fathers, fiancés and spouses.'‘This is a colored thing, right?' I guessed. I wanted to be wrong.‘Got it in one,' Mom patted me on the shoulder. ‘Most White men in town are spineless wimps, Black men jump on whatever cunt they can crack open and women of either color put up with it, even beg for it. I know because I was once like them.'‘You and Dad?' I worried. Mom gave a deep, hearty laugh.‘That is not going to be a problem, I promise you. The only man for me is your Father,' she smiled. ‘I had plenty of lovers before your Dad. Since one month after I met him, I've never been with another man, or woman, or even wanted one.' More than I wanted to know, but good news none the less.While we were moving in the small amount of belongs that had followed us from Arkansas, two Kingston cops stopped by to see what we were doing. I had spent my entire life around law enforcement who knew about me and my clan. They were always friends and people we could trust. Kingston PD was a rude awakening we weren't in Alaska anymore.They were brusque and intimidating. Their real purpose was to remind my family the house was part of the town, even if the back acreage was not. Mom snorted at their pale deception. She asked to see their warrant. They asked if there was some reason they might need one. Mom politely asked them to leave as they were trespassing.They basked in their defiance. What could Mom really do? If she went all redneck and produced a gun, they'd lock her up, pointing weapons at law enforcement was stupid. Sadly for the cops, familiarity breeds understanding too. Mom gave us the April Fools' signal. Alexander, our oldest triplet, moved the cargo truck so it blocked the officers' view of their patrol car.While Mom looked peeved, feeding the Black cops sense of empowerment, my youngest triplet Mikhail and I (Vladimir) stripped their car of all easily removable parts; the dash-cam went first. They wanted to loiter around on our property? We let them behave stupidly. We dumped the parts and our work gloves in a packing box and carried it right past them.We walked straight out the back too. There was a burning barrel which we made prompt use of, for the oily gloves and box. We had spares. Mikhail tended the fire as I picked up a broken cinder block, a heavy-duty trash bag and walked a few hundred yards to the bog near the creek that ran through our property, county land. The bag and contents went into the bog.I used a branch to make sure it sunk deep before returning. Cleaning off my boots with the outdoor hose completed my destruction of evidence. Ten minutes later a member of the Arkansas Highway Patrol stopped by to see what the problem was. Mom had called them before the sabotage had even begun. She didn't know these two personally, but she knew from earlier visits to her aunt that these two were going to give us 'attitude'.Calling the Sheriff's Department would only cause a standoff where the police had the upper hand, the whole town jurisdiction thing. By the time the HP arrived, Alexander had left with the truck so when the Highway Patrolman began expressing concern for my Mom's civil rights, the two buck butt-bandits made to leave. That didn't work out well for them.First came the circus of the discovery they were missing key parts of their vehicle and the lack of an explanation of how that had happened. Mom wouldn't let the town cops search her place. She happily let the Highway Patrolman (who happened to be Black too) look around. We'd used the hose and the burning barrel because moving was nasty, sweaty work, especially in the Arkansas summer heat.The two policemen blamed us, the triplets. Mom asked them when, in the cops thirty minute trespass, had her 'little angels' stolen the parts, why we would do such a criminal thing, and if they knew where the parts might be. The Highway patrolman was kind of curious about the length of their stay as well.The cops lied, Mom went inside and brought back the camcorder that had taken in the entire event. They were caught in the lie and all they could claim was the cargo truck had been strategically placed to block a visual to their car; as we unloaded our truck. Mom even got the Highway Patrolman to co-sign her complaint to the Arkansas State Police Criminal Investigations department.Mom knew this one wouldn't go anywhere. She had lived with cops long enough to know the value of building up a case file. Alexander was off returning the truck in another county, so he was safe. Mom called him and Dad so they could hook up before Alexander came home. She counted on the cops to be petty and they were.Alexander was on a motorcycle. When he got pulled, the city cops pulled in front of him. Dad stopped as well. Despite their continuing pressure to make Dad leave, they had no legal grounds to do so, he was Alexander's father, who would be responsible for Alex's ride if they took him into custody. Being an off-duty sheriff's deputy wasn't good enough, yet Dad's point was telling.Cops always pull up behind a suspect, not ahead of them unless they want to ignore the dash-cam evidence. Dad had pulled up in his Sheriff's vehicle behind Alexander and his dash-cam was recording everything. They let Alexander off with a Warning Ticket and departed giving father and son dirty looks. School was five days off. We checked out the property for two days. The third morning my brothers and I, on motorcycles, decided to explore Kingston.Having never before confronted such blatant racism, we weren't afraid, we were furious. We hadn't done anything to anybody. We were from Alaskan-Russian stock and had never owned a person ever, as far as we knew. We certainly weren't invested in this whole 'Black slavery, White guilt' issue. Those who gave us attitude about 'White privilege' didn't care for our counter, that saying all White people were alike was equally racist.As Mom had warned us, Black people couldn't be racist; just ask them. Mind you, many of the town's Black residents were friendly and helpful. They just weren't friendly enough to defend us from the 'haters'. At the end of the first day, Mikhail nearly got in a fight with five members of the Black post-high school crowd who were fucking with, and sitting on, our bikes.Where we came from, that was rude in the extreme. When he appeared to be alone, they were boisterous enough. When Alexander and I stepped out of the pool hall (we'd been made unwelcome there), they backed off from their threatening rhetoric. They still wouldn't leave, or get off our bikes. The three versus five odds didn't deter us.It was the lack of faith in the local justice system that encouraged Alexander and me to hold Mikhail back. We had an answer to their intransience, crowding. It takes a great deal of cool to have three guys, all over six feet tall and 220 lbs. lean in on you while you are sitting down. When the current bastard was dealt with, we moved to the next. Before the group could figure a way to thwart us, we had retrieved our bikes and were headed home.The next day, we took Mom's 2012 Shelby V8 Mustang out for a drive. We found the three spots in town the 'White folk' hung out in. We had the Country Western Redneck posse' section of town, pseudo-riche Southerner clique downtown region, and the movie theater (theoretically neutral turf). The saner White middle class had departed for safer pastures, they had established their own municipality a few miles outside of town).The rednecks welcomed our physicality. We were attempting to fit in until they began talking about all those damn 'niggahs'. Alexander broke down after a bit and asked what a 'niggah' was. It was a 'coon'. Since that was of no help, we asked what a 'coon' was.The regulars found our naiveté amusing. It took us three minutes of running a verbal obstacle course to piece together that 'niggahs' was their inbred pronunciation of 'niggers' (a term we knew from TV and movies) which was idiot slang for a Black person. We were 'crackahs', idiot slang for crackers aka White people. Hispanics were 'beeners'; yeah, right.We also learned that the favorite activities for teenage rednecks was knocking over mailboxes as they sped down the road, beating up White girls who sucked Black cock and beating up 'niggahs' who touched White girls. My analysis was that these yahoos were long on talk and short on action.I wasn't a fashion icon yet I could tell these boys could use a bath and some fresh clothes. The girls who hung around this crowd looked about as loyal as salmon during spawning season. At 18, we were hardly experienced, but we weren't desperate virgins either. Girls we had just been introduced to, flirting with us and suggesting later sexual rendezvouses were a definite turn-off because God knows who else they'd been doing it with.That led us to the riche clique. Among the guys; half were snobbish closet gays who weren't our thing. The other half were rich straight guys pretending to be rednecks. Rich White girls pretended to be friends with the rich Black girls. They were used to being pampered by their rich White boyfriends while eyeing every Black stud that crossed their path.Until they realized Samsonov = Fonteneau, they were snide. After that, they tried to convince us we were all (distantly) related. Bloodlines and riches were not the basis for what we called friends so we politely postponed any celebrations.The Cineplex was a hunting ground for all ages. White women I was pretty sure were married to someone else engaged in sexual liaisons with Blacks; be they teens, business types, or lay-abouts. We had no idea if these were random hook-ups, or affairs and we didn't really care.Having wasted nine hours of our lives we definitely wanted back, we ended up rendezvousing with Mom and Dad at his boss's, the Sheriff's, place. Whatever else he was, Robert ‘Big Bob' Carson wasn't an underpaid county employee. His home was nice, expansive, relatively new and sitting on four wonderful acres of land, half woodland/half professionally maintained lawn and gardens. He had an expansive deck with a built-in grill, hot tub and pool out back.My brothers and I had been under the impression this would be an office outing. It ended up being our two families; the five of us, Big Bob and his daughter, Brandy Crystal Carson. There was no Mamma Carson in sight and a lack of family pictures was noticed by us and our Mom. Dad and Bob (it was tough to call him Big Bob when Dad was bigger than he was) were deep in conversation at the outdoor grill when I arrived.‘Vlad, come out here,' my Dad called to me in his easy going manner.‘Brandy!' Bob shouted. I promptly showed up. Dad wasn't a passionate disciplinarian. I didn't hustle out of fear. I hurried out because I wanted my Dad to look good in front of the Sheriff. ‘Hello Vlad,' Big Bob greeted me. ‘You are a strapping lad, big like your Daddy.'That was a bit odd. I had only heard one person call my Father 'Daddy'. That was my Mom when she was feeling frisky. Mom walked around the house naked when the mood struck her (even when we had guests over) and had few compunctions about hopping into Dad's lap when she wanted attention. That was a common enough occurrence that 'us' boys had learned to sneak out of the room quietly before we were ten.Only in the last two years had we figured out part of Mom's bizarre sexual behavior was caused by Dad being utterly clueless where women were concerned. He could spot a shoplifter at a glance, or an expired car registration at fifty feet on a moonless night. I had seen a car saleswoman hit on Dad when he was getting his newest pick-up. She did everything but flash her tits and do a striptease; it all went right over Dad's head.‘Brandy! Get your ass down here!' Bob bellowed. She must have been most of the way to us because she materialized five seconds later.‘Yes Daddy,' Brandy sounded bored. I was too busy gawking to see Big Bob's reaction to his daughter's insolence.Brandy was beyond gorgeous (according to my personal standards). She had pale-blonde hair in a ponytail that clearly went past her shoulder blades. Her caramel skin was the beneficiary of countless sessions with a tanning booth. Her eyes were the darkest blue I'd ever seen. Breasts, Jesus, they were large and firm. I could tell that because she had on a pink crop-top and no bra. I could almost see the bottoms of each orb.Her stomach was muscled with a thin layer of fatty tissue to give her real womanly curves and she had curves to spare. Her waist was narrow and her hips were wide, complimenting her breast size. She had on super-short, cut-off, 'faded-almost-to-White' denim jeans that accentuated her dark skin. Her ass was to die for. A bit big but well-muscled, each a perfect hemisphere.Her thighs and calves were the product of consistent exercise. Hot, hot, hot. She had on white tennis socks (no shoes) that finished off her delectable image.‘Brandy, this is Vladimir, Senior Deputy Samsonov's son. He's going to be your boyfriend this year,' Bob announced. I had a feeling this wasn't open for debate, in his mind.‘What!' Brandy squawked.‘What?' I looked to my Dad.‘What the fuck?' Brandy turned and glared at me. I would have enjoyed her breasts bouncing more if I hadn't been eyeballing my patriarch.‘Dad?' I kept my voice calm. Brandy was fantastic looking, but I didn't want anyone dictating my social life, period. I was eighteen. Besides, Brandy was turning out to have a far less appealing personality, Pretty Princess syndrome.‘Brandy, Vladimir's a nice boy. His father is 'good people',' Bob laid out his case.How did he know I was a good boy? He was taking a lot on faith.‘I don't want to date this loser,' Brandy shouted. 'Loser'? She didn't knew me either.‘If you don't keep Vlad as your boyfriend, then no cheerleading and no dance team,' Bob glared at his daughter. This clash of wills made no sense to me.‘No way!' Brandy glanced back at her Dad, protested loudly and stomped her foot on the wooden deck.‘Well then, you need to be home at 3:20 pm every school day,' Bob threatened. ‘And I'll make sure to check up on you.' Before I could wonder about Big Bob's abuse of power, I noted the state of the art security system, cyber-nanny.Brandy turned on me in a furor. Her face was screwed up with anger, her fists were clenched and I was working double-time to not ogle the cleave she enhanced by leaning forward. Man, she hated me for reasons I couldn't fathom. I disgusted her which I didn't get either. Plenty of non-relative women had called me good-looking and handsome.I had a healthy, well-defined physique, nice thick, blonde hair and the common sense to keep my body and clothes clean and casual. My only downside I'd ever been told about was my size, I was tall for my age and 'cut'. Brandy was 5' 4'. I was 6' 2'. I had stormy grey eyes, light blonde hair the color of wheat and skin spared the ravages of acne.‘Brandy, I am as uncomfortable and surprised about this as you are,' I tried to placate her. ‘Do you want to talk about it?' She forced herself to appear calm.‘Fine Victor,' she grumbled. Worse than getting my name wrong was the look of viciousness that glimmered in her eyes. ‘We'll make Daddy happy and be a cookie-cutter couple.'‘Dad?' I tried to exit this fiasco with some decorum.‘You'll do fine son,' he responded. That wasn't helpful.‘I'll see you Monday morning, Victor,' Brandy snidely mocked me before leaving. I turned to follow her thunderous retreat.Running after her would have felt pathetic so my sedate pursuit meant she put some distance between us. She ran right into Mom, who grabbed her arm.‘I'm warning you right now,' Mom hissed. ‘Don't have sex with any of my sons.'‘That won't be a problem,' Brandy snorted. I was filth in her mind

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In this special solo episode, I dive deep into the transformative magic of Egypt and how it facilitates profound healing, awakening, and the integration of feminine wisdom. I share my personal experiences, the energetic shifts I've witnessed, and why sacred travel with intention holds such transformative power. We'll explore: How traveling to Egypt on a spiritual pilgrimage differs from traditional tourism. The sacred role of the Nile and its feminine energy as a void that holds star codes and temple consciousness. The importance of intention, energetic preparation, and openness for profound transformation. How the guidance of ancient Queens—Nefertari, Hatshepsut, Cleopatra, and Nefertiti—infuses the journey with embodied wisdom. What it's like to travel through Egypt's energetic chakra system, from the root at Abu Simbel to the star codes of the Great Pyramid Complex. How this sacred journey unlocks emotions, intuition, and remembrance of your sovereign feminine power. I also share details about my upcoming Sailing with the Queens journey in April 2025, including a special 4-week integration bonus for those who join by December 31, 2024. Resources Mentioned: Learn more about the Sailing with the Queens journey: Sailing with the Queens 2025 Journey Special Bonus Offer: Join the Egypt pilgrimage by December 31, 2024 to receive 4 weeks of one-on-one integration support post-journey. Email me with questions at hello@heartpoweredliving.com. DM me on Instagram: @heartpoweredliving. Schedule a call via this link. Apply here if you're ready to move forward with this transformational experience. Read about my past pilgrimage on Substack. Support This Podcast: If you enjoyed this episode, please subscribe, rate, and leave a review—it helps this podcast reach more people who are seeking heart-powered transformation. Join the Journey: If this episode resonated with you, I invite you to join me on this life-changing pilgrimage. Sailing with the Queens runs from April 10–19, 2025, and includes private sunrise ceremonies at the Sphinx, nightly meditations, creative workshops, and so much more. Let's walk the beauty way together.

El 6 de diciembre de 1912, la reina más bella de Egipto volvía a la vida. Gracias al descubrimiento de su famoso busto y hoy te contamos la historia de le reina del Nilo, Nefertiti.

In the second installment of a two-part investigation, Josh continues his journey through Egypt to uncover the secrets, and possibly the final resting place, of ancient history's most powerful women -- Nefertiti and Cleopatra. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Hunter and I chat with experiencer and international fashion photographer Elsa Dillon about her and her family's life of the last 10 years, her contact with Nefertiti, the over 200 entities that her and her family have met, and so much more. It's a mind blower! The Dillons' website: https://www.spinbeings.com/ To support The Melt just visit our Locals page at https://themeltpodcast.locals.com/ or our Patreon page at https://www.patreon.com/themeltpodcast where you can subscribe for as little as $5 a month to receive extended episodes, exclusive episodes, and early access to regular episodes. For one time donations- PayPal: fosamsara@gmail.com   Find The Melt on… Rumble: https://rumble.com/c/c-2365404 YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@TheMeltPodcast Check out our merch at: https://the-melt.creator-spring.com/   Music by The Godawful Joy: https://thegodawfuljoy.bandcamp.com/releases and Matt Presti: https://www.mattpresti.com/music.html

David Berri and Nefertiti Walker join Sarah to talk about their book, "Slaying the Trolls,” and how they're helping women's sports fans shut down tired, false, and illogical arguments. David and Nefertiti share why they decided to write the book, the challenges of building fandom in new leagues, and why it's important that women's sports investors are emotionally connected to their teams. Pick up a copy of Slaying the Trolls here Read David's story about the WNBA media rights deal here Leave us a voicemail at 872-204-5070 or send us a note at goodgame@wondermedianetwork.com  Follow us on Bluesky! We've included the new links below!  Follow Sarah on social! Bluesky: @sarahspain.bsky.social Instagram: @Spain2323 Follow producer Misha Jones! Bluesky: @mishthejrnalist.bsky.social Instagram: @mishthejrnalist TikTok: @mishthejrnalist Follow producer Alex Azzi! Bluesky: @byalexazzi.bsky.social See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

In this first installment of an epic two-part episode, Josh journeys through the land of the Nile to uncover the secrets of the most powerful, and most elusive, women in ancient Egypt -- Hatshepsut, Nefertiti and Cleopatra. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

While Kerry is still in Ireland and away from the mic, this week there's a special spot filler in her seat. We're talking magic and monsters on what we've coined our Monster Mixed Bag show. This week on Outlook, the Fab Four return, including sister/co-host Kerry and boyfriend Barry in Northern Ireland and brother Brian and friend Nefertiti Matos Olivares, visiting from New York City, in studio after her first appearance as our guest back in July and the show where we visited Perkins School for The Blind in Watertown, Massachusetts as a group. Nef is visiting Ontario and Brian has been showing her around its capital, around London, and even Kerry's house (without Kerry herself being present). The four of us discuss the adventures Brian and Nef have been having, including tours of Toronto and its Islands, an accessible art gallery experience at Tangled Art + Disability, and a proper Kijewski immersion around the Woodstock area. While Kerry and Barry share about watching two wildly different retellings of Dracula (both audio described) and tell tales of a spooky ghost bus excursion, in Dublin, along with their awesome hotel find at an historic spot included on said spooky tour during their pre-Halloween visit to Bram Stoker's Dublin. Sharp and stabby, flaming hot like the fiery depths of hell, this is Halloween on Outlook as Kerry experiences the holiday, Irish style (including trying monster themed snacks) and tells all on the show on this final episode of October. Learn more about Tangled Art + Disability: https://tangledarts.org Listen to the four of us back in July on Nef's first Outlook appearance: https://podcasts.apple.com/ca/podcast/outlook-2024-07-15-scars-the-oscars-the-voice/id1527876739?i=1000664231625 And us four exploring Perkins School for the Blind: https://podcasts.apple.com/ca/podcast/outlook-2024-09-23-our-field-trip-to-perkins-school/id1527876739?i=1000671209448

In this episode of "The Doctor Youn Show," Dr. Anthony Youn, America's holistic plastic surgeon, is joined by dermatologist Dr. Emily Levin for her third appearance. They discuss the latest trends in cosmetic medicine, including the Nefertiti Lift, NoTox, and NanoFat Grafting. The conversation also explores the impact of celebrity culture on perceptions of plastic surgery, with a focus on recent revelations by Ariana Grande about her cosmetic procedures. The episode blends professional insights with personal anecdotes, offering a comprehensive look at the evolving landscape of cosmetic treatments and the challenges practitioners face. Links and Resources: Where can you find more information about how to autojuvenate your skin to a younger you? Check out my new book, Younger For Life! It's available at https://autojuvenation.com, and if you buy it now, you will receive over $100 in FREE gifts, including a $30 gift certificate for my online store younbeauty.com! Check out Dr. Youn's skincare products and nutritional supplements - younbeauty.com Download his FREE eGuide: "What to Eat to Look Younger" - dryoun.com/eat-look-younger Follow Dr. Youn on Instagram - @tonyyounmd Follow Dr. Youn on YouTube - youtube.com/tonyyounmd Follow Dr. Youn on TikTok - @doctoryoun Follow Dr. Youn on Facebook - @dryoun

Ancient Egyptian rulers, incest, the Nazis and female empowerment, all in one episode! 'But how?' You say. 'What story could possibly bring all of these things together?'This is the story of Queen Nefertiti and her bust. Kate is joined by Joyce Tyldesley and Monica Hanna to find out just who this woman was, and how a statue of her ended up in Berlin.Joyce Tyldesley is Professor of Egyptology in the Department of Classics, Ancient History, Archaeology and Egyptology at the University of Manchester. She is the author of many books including ‘Nefertiti's Face: The Creation of an Icon'.Monica Hanna is an Egyptologist, Associate Professor and Acting Dean of the College of Archaeology and Cultural Heritage at the Arab Academy for Science, Technology and Maritime Transport, in Aswan, Egypt. You can find out more about her work here.This episode was edited by Tom Delargy. The producer was Sophie Gee. The senior producer was Charlotte Long.Enjoy unlimited access to award-winning original documentaries that are released weekly and AD-FREE podcasts. Sign here for up to 50% for 3 months using code BETWIXTYou can take part in our listener survey here.Betwixt the Sheets: History of Sex, Scandal & Society is a History Hit podcast.

El primer capítulo se trasladará hasta el antiguo Egipto, donde sus habitantes soñaban con la inmortalidad y buscaban los medios para asegurarse de que su nombre y sus obras perduran tras su muerte. Así, en este episodio se narrarán diferentes historias sobre la manera de conseguir esa inmortalidad, como muestra el complejo de Angkor Wat, construido para un Dios-Rey, o el extraordinario templo faraón Akenatón que, junto con su bella esposa Nefertiti, revolucionó el antiguo Egipto con reformas religiosas que formaban parte de su búsqueda de la inmortalidad. El documental se completará con las últimas teorías sobre el aspecto inusual de Akenatón y visitará asimismo la antigua Grecia para investigar el papel crucial que desempeñaron los juegos de Olimpia en la vida diaria griega y analizará también por qué perduran miles de años después.

Se ha dicho que Nefertiti, esposa del faraón Ajenatón y madrastra de Tutankhamón, fue la mujer más bella de la Antigüedad. Su figura, envuelta en misterio, ha fascinado siempre a los egiptólos. Un par de piernas momificadas en un museo italiano pueden pertenecer a una de las mujeres más bellas de la antigüedad. Según un equipo internacional de investigadores que las analizaron.

ACOFAE Podcast Presents: Laura's Genre: Nefertiti: "History can be so f*cking cool!" It's Laura Maries half birthday! If you've been with ACOFAE for a while then you know that Laura Marie's OG favorite genre is Historical Fiction and that her childhood hyper-fixation was ancient Egypt. So it shouldn't surprise anyone that Nefertiti is her choice this year! Set in 1351 BCE, before the Prince of Egypt and "river ohhh river", there was Nefertiti at 15 becoming Chief Wife to the Crown Prince of the richest and most powerful nation in the world. You might think that would be enough, but its never enough for Akhenaten, who has plans and dreams of his own that extend far beyond Thebes and Memphis. Nefertiti is the story of a young woman, her sister, her family, and the control it takes to run a nation, from behind the back of it's Pharaoh. Sometimes real life is stranger than fiction. TW / CW: miscarriages, abortion, plague For additional TW/CW information for your future reads, head to this site for more: https://triggerwarningdatabase.com/ Spoilers: History from 1300s BCE, slight ACOWAR spoilers. Mentions: *Thank you for listening to us! Please subscribe and leave a 5-star review and follow us on Instagram (https://www.instagram.com/acofaepodcast/) at @ACOFAEpodcast and on our TikToks! TikTok: ACOFAELaura : Laura Marie (https://www.tiktok.com/@acofaelaura?) ( https://www.tiktok.com/@acofaelaura) ACOFAEJessica : Jessica Marie (https://www.tiktok.com/@acofaejessica?) (https://www.tiktok.com/@acofaejessica) Instagram: @ACOFAEpodcast (https://www.instagram.com/acofaepodcast/) https://www.instagram.com/acofaepodcast/ @ACOFAELaura (https://www.instagram.com/acofaelaura/) https://www.instagram.com/acofaelaura/

موسم جديد وحلقة جديدة مع دكتور زاهي حواس، وزير الاثار الأسبق. هنتكلم عن ازاي ممكن بتوقيع بسيط من كل مصري هنقدر نرجع حجر رشيد وتمثال نصفي لنفرتيتي. هيحكلنا عن قصة المقبرة 320 والاثار الغارقة وحاجات عن الفراعنة عمرنا ما سمعنا عنها ولغز بناء الأهرامات. ‎

This week on Sportly, host Kavitha Davidson welcomes Dr. Nefertiti Walker, a former NCAA Division I basketball star and renowned organizational culture and equity scholar. Dr. Walker shares her journey from her early basketball days to her collegiate success at Georgia Tech and Stetson University and how she transitioned from player to scholar, now shaping inclusive environments at the University of Massachusetts. In addition to discussing her new book, Slaying the Trolls!, Dr. Walker tackles pressing issues in women's sports, including the evolving landscape of the WNBA. As rising stars like Caitlin Clark prepare to join the league, Dr. Walker offers her perspective on how the WNBA can embrace diversity and grow its influence while supporting athletes from marginalized identities. Join them for a compelling conversation about sports, scholarship, and the future of women's basketball. ___ Hosts: Kavitha A. Davison | Producers: Saadia Khan & Shei Yu I Content Writers: Shei Yu & Kavitha A. Davidson I Sound Designer & Editor: Paroma Chakravarty I Immigrantly Theme Music: Simon Hutchinson | Other Music: Epidemic Sound Sportly is an Immigrantly Media Production For advertising inquiries, you can contact us at info@immigrantlypod.com Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Nefertiti is one of Mile's greatest works and his last album with the famous quintet he built. It's time we take a minute to really dive into what this album represents in the jazz timeline. Unlock your FREE Open Studio trial to become a better player today.Looking to drop a question? Want to listen to the audio pod? Look no furtherhttps://youllhearit.com/Have a question for us? Leave us a SpeakPipeCheckout courses from Adam, Peter and more at Open Studio

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There was no way I could revisit the Cleopatra episode and score without getting Gina Berry's assistance! She was a guest on our epic Nefertiti and Hatshepsut episodes, and now she's here to talk all things Cleo. As ever, when the two of us get together, it will be at LEAST 2 hours of episode. I recommend listening to the Cleopatra episode first before diving into this discussion, but you do you. — Reference: Cleopatra: A Life by Stacy Schiff — Get 15% off all the gorgeous jewellery and accessories at common.era.com/vulgar or go to commonera.com and use code VULGAR at checkout — Get Vulgar History merch at vulgarhistory.com/store (best for US shipping) and vulgarhistory.redbubble.com (better for international shipping) — Support Vulgar History on Patreon  — Vulgar History is an affiliate of Bookshop.org, which means that a small percentage of any books you click through and purchase will come back to Vulgar History as a commission. Use this link to shop there and support Vulgar History. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

In Coco's first episode, we spill the tea on history's hottest MILF, Nefertiti. We'll talk about the beauty rituals of an iconic queen, what it's like to move from a lush and thriving metropolis to a harsh and barren desert and speculate on the secret identity of the mysterious Pharaoh Smenkhare.Then, we explore the cringe that is young love, in a Fresh Cup submitted by a 13-year-old stuck in a love triangle.Join our Patreon for extra content!Music is composed by Nicholas Leigh nicholasleighmusic.comFind us on Instagram, and Facebook @spillthemeadpodcastFind Madi @myladygervais on InstagramFind Coco @spill_it_coco on Instagram

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Want to learn how to turn your cultural heritage into a successful business idea? Just ask Conchita Pleasant, the founder and CEO of Nefertiti's Secrets, who looked at Ancient Egyptian remedies to create a hair care line. Conchita opens up about the struggles of battling breast cancer and how it led her to start her business. Learn how to conduct effective market research through direct feedback, the importance of pivoting, and how to turn obstacles into opportunities and empower yourself and others along the way.In this episode, you'll hear: (01:22) How Conchita's breast cancer diagnosis became a turning point in her entrepreneurial journey.(05:10) How Conchita utilized feedback to improve her formula.(07:15) How Conchita started to mass produce her product. (09:04) How Conchita's brand aims to uplift customers and the significance of history to her and her customers. (11:14) How you can replicate Conchita's success by drawing inspiration from your past.

Right before our end-of-the-month group trip to Maine and Boston we wanted to meet and speak with Nefertiti Matos Olivares, who describes herself as using her “voice” in the creation and narration of culturally competent audio description as a first-generation brown-skinned American woman, for another Disability Pride month chat on the podcast. This week on Outlook we're talking with Nefertiti (audio describer and member of The Social Audio Description Collective), whom we meet virtually for this recording and then in person soon after, about her work with Descriptive Video Works (Canadian company and North American leader in audio description) and about her independent work in the field.. Nefertiti tells us about low expectations within the crisscross of her specific intersectionalities, medical trauma and career change (scars and The Oscars), and having someone impartial in her life for some of these things along the way. Reality being just that life happens (particularly when talking disability and chronic illness), we discuss the need for and value in going to therapy, possessing true empathy, and the things which are considered to be universal truths. We talk waiting lists and second times around with transplant as we discuss our similarities and differences in chronic illness conditions and experiences including something known as “sleepy kidney”, as we hear about Nef's own transplant story, This episode, recorded on July 15th, happens to be Brian's transplant anniversary so we figure this could be a place of connection with this particular guest from which to begin the conversation, as Outlook isn't all about blindness but about the intersections between disability, chronic illness, and everything else. We four talk resilience like during episodes living with disability and chronic illness (whether it's long Covid or kidney disease or blindness) and Surviving vs thriving (both emotionally and physically). As we leave another Disability Pride July behind us - check out more about Nefertiti's group, The Social Audio Description Collective for a more equity based group of audio description professionals: https://socialaudiodescription.com/ And learn more about Descriptive Video Works: https://descriptivevideoworks.com

durée : 00:57:31 - LSD, la série documentaire - par : Perrine Kervran, Elise Gruau - Fils présumé de Nefertiti et d'Akhénaton, "parents terribles" du Nouvel Empire, qui est Toutankhamon, pharaon presque oublié, volontairement banni à son époque ?

Arqueólogos e historiadores tratan de desentrañar algunos de los misterios sin resolver que se esconden tras sus pirámides. Además, a lo largo de 10 episodios, arroja luz sobre las incógnitas que aún rodean a esta fascinante civilización.

History buff Torri Yates-Orr gives us the tea on Nefertiti, Cleopatra, and Amanirenas – and explains why we often don't hear their full stories in history class. 

This week, Drewby and Yergy head back to Syracuse, New York, to discuss the case of Nefertiti Diamond Harris, a beautiful little girl who was placed in the custody of her loving godmother, Niosha Smith, after her mother, Latasha Mott, was unable to care for her. Nefertiti, who Niosha called "Tuti," thrived in her godmother's care. Unfortunately, she was returned to her mother when she was just just shy of 2 years old. Like many of the children that we've discussed on this channel, CPS failed to intervene when Nefertiti was singled out for abuse, and during the Spring of 2024, the little girl was found buried in a shallow grave in a wooded area near a baseball field.  Support Our Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/themiserymachine PayPal: https://www.paypal.me/themiserymachine Join Our Facebook Group: https://t.co/DeSZIIMgXs?amp=1 Instagram: miserymachinepodcast Twitter: misery_podcast Discord: https://discord.gg/kCCzjZM #themiserymachine #podcast #truecrime Source Material: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/269129481/nefertiri_diamond-harris https://www.facebook.com/niosha.smith.31  https://www.localsyr.com/news/local-news/syracuse-police-look-for-5-year-olds-body-in-woods-mother-accused-of-beating-her-to-death/ https://www.syracuse.com/news/2024/03/search-continues-for-body-of-5-year-old-syracuse-girl-mom-charged.html https://www.syracuse.com/crime/2024/03/why-didnt-school-contact-police-when-5-year-old-police-say-mom-killed-missed-3-months-of-school.html https://www.foxnews.com/us/new-york-woman-charged-5-year-old-daughters-fatal-beating https://cnycentral.com/news/local/what-onondaga-co-child-protective-services-knew-before-mother-allegedly-killed-5-year-old https://13wham.com/news/local/dead-5-year-olds-mother-lied-to-syracuse-school-about-where-she-was-for-months https://cnycentral.com/news/local/woman-arrested-concerning-disappearance-of-5-year-old-daughter-police-actively-searching https://cnycentral.com/news/local/5-year-old-nefertiti-harris-death-ruled-a-homicide-by-medical-examiners-office https://13wham.com/news/local/watch-live-officials-provide-update-on-search-for-body-of-5-year-old-nefertiti-harris https://www.syracuse.com/news/2024/03/a-message-for-neffy-found-buried-in-her-pajamas-this-was-not-your-fault-you-did-not-deserve-this.html https://www.syracuse.com/news/2024/03/latasha-mott-singled-out-neffy-for-punishment-and-rage-that-ended-in-childs-death-friend-says.html?outputType=amp https://www.wrvo.org/safety-crime/2024-03-28/spd-continues-to-investigate-death-of-5-year-old-nefertiti-harris https://www.informnny.com/abc50-now/vigil-to-be-held-for-5-year-old-nefertiti-harris-who-was-killed-by-her-mother/ https://www.localsyr.com/news/local-news/community-holds-vigil-for-5-year-old-nefertiti-harris-who-was-killed-by-her-mother/ https://13wham.com/news/local/mothers-boyfriend-charged-for-allegedly-helping-to-hide-5-year-old-nefertiti-harris-body https://cnycentral.com/news/local/man-accused-of-helping-to-hide-5-year-old-nefertiti-harris-body-out-of-jail https://www.cnycentral.com/news/local/remembering-nefertiti-harris-a-godmother-shares-about-her-life-beyond-tragic-loss https://www.syracuse.com/crime/2024/04/boyfriend-of-mother-accused-of-beating-her-daughter-to-death-taken-into-custody.html https://www.syracuse.com/news/2024/05/1-more-red-flag-dismissed-in-neffys-death-mom-also-vowed-to-kill-son-ima-beat-the-life-outta-him.html?utm_medium=social&utm_source=facebook&utm_campaign=syracuse_nf&fbclid=IwZXh0bgNhZW0CMTAAAR3ToOq8JPX0DNOSd3U-CqrZ28SyS8gCiGT0dglPSag19ORC5UN7Pla6vas_aem_ZmFrZWR1bW15MTZieXRlcw https://www.informnny.com/abc50-now/woman-accused-of-killing-5-year-old-daughter-deemed-mentally-competent-to-testify-moving-case-to-grand-jury/ https://cnycentral.com/news/local/community-to-unite-at-funeral-service-for-5-year-old-nefertiti-harris-friday https://www.syracuse.com/galleries/IXRAY3AKZ5AJ3GHXNVZWPIL3MY/

A new tour for February 2025 is now ready to announce and book. The tour includes a return to Amarna (Akhet-Aten), to explore the city of Akhenaten and Nefertiti. We visit some new sites, not seen on previous tours. And we have special permits for the tomb of Senuseret III at Abydos, and the tombs of Thutmose III and Horemheb in the Valley of the Kings. It's a great itinerary with a mix of famous favourites and new adventures. If you'd like to visit Egypt, come along in 2025! Website with itinerary and cost breakdown: The History of Egypt Podcast 2025 — Ancient World Tours. Questions about history/sites - egyptpodcast@gmail.com. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

The daughters of Akhenaten and Nefertiti were not just "ornaments" for their parents. Like many princesses, they also participated in the religious rituals and royal pageantry of the Egyptian government. In this interview, Courtney Marx (MA, George Mason University) joins us on behalf of the American Research Center in Egypt, to discuss the Amarna princesses and their role as priestesses. We also explore the history of royal women as priestesses and the unique roles they played in the temple rituals. Finally, we explore the aftermath of Amarna: how the visible roles, titles, and imagery of princesses changed following the death of Akhenaten and Nefertiti. The American Research Center in Egypt is celebrating 75 years of work in the Nile Valley. Dedicated to scholarship of the ancient, medieval, and modern worlds, the ARCE supports researchers and students, funds archaeological and scholarly work, and organises many public outreach programs. Learn more about ARCE at their website and follow the ARCE Podcast online and on all podcasting apps. Logo image: Block fragment showing two Amarna princesses (Metropolitan Museum of Art 1985.328.6). Photo by Courtney Marx. Further reading (provided by Courtney Marx): Ayad, Mariam F. “The God's Wife of Amun: origins and rise to power.” In Carney, Elizabeth D. and Sabine Müller (eds), The Routledge companion to women and monarchy in the ancient Mediterranean world, 47-60. New York: Routledge, 2021. Ayad, Mariam F. God's Wife, God's Servant: The God's Wife of Amun (ca.740–525 BC). United Kingdom: Taylor & Francis, 2009. Bryan, Betsy M. “Property and the God's Wives of Amun.” In D. Lyons and R. Westbrook, eds. Women and Property in Ancient Near Eastern and Mediterranean Societies. Washington, DC: Center For Hellenic Studies, Harvard University, 2005. Pawlicki, Franciszek. Princess Neferure in the Temple of Queen Hatshepsut at Deir el-Bahari: Failed Heiress to the Pharaoh's Throne? Études et Travaux 21, 109-127. 2007. Xekalaki, Georgia. Symbolism in the Representation of Royal Children During the New Kingdom. Oxford: Archaeopress, 2011. Troy, Lana. “Patterns of Queenship in Ancient Egyptian Myth and History.” PhD diss., Uppsala University, 1986. Williamson, Jacquelyn. “Death and the Sun Temple: New Evidence for Private Mortuary Cults at Amarna.” The Journal of Egyptian Archaeology 103, no. 1 (June 2017): 117–123.  Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Melvyn Bragg and guests discuss the woman who inspired one of the best known artefacts from ancient Egypt. The Bust of Nefertiti is multicoloured and symmetrical, about 49cm/18" high and, despite the missing left eye, still holds the gaze of onlookers below its tall, blue, flat topped headdress. Its discovery in 1912 in Amarna was kept quiet at first but its display in Berlin in the 1920s caused a sensation, with replicas sent out across the world. Ever since, as with Tutankhamun perhaps, the concrete facts about Nefertiti herself have barely kept up with the theories, the legends and the speculation, reinvigorated with each new discovery. WithAidan Dodson Honorary Professor of Egyptology at the University of BristolJoyce Tyldesley Professor of Egyptology at the University of ManchesterAnd Kate Spence Senior Lecturer in Egyptian Archaeology at the University of Cambridge and Fellow of Emmanuel CollegeProducer: Simon TillotsonReading list:Dorothea Arnold (ed.), The Royal Women of Amarna: Images of Beauty from Ancient Egypt (The Metropolitan Museum of Art, 1996) Norman de Garis Davies, The Rock Tombs of el-Amarna (6 vols. Egypt Exploration Society, 1903-1908) Aidan Dodson, Amarna Sunset: Nefertiti, Tutankhamun, Ay, Horemheb and the Egyptian Counter-reformation. (American University in Cairo Press, 2009 Aidan Dodson, Nefertiti, Queen and Pharaoh of Egypt: her life and afterlife (American University in Cairo Press, 2020)Aidan Dodson, Tutankhamun: King of Egypt: his life and afterlife (American University in Cairo Press, 2022)Barry Kemp, The City of Akhenaten and Nefertiti: Amarna and Its People (Thames and Hudson, 2012)Dominic Montserrat, Akhenaten: History, Fantasy and Ancient Egypt (Routledge, 2002)Friederike Seyfried (ed.), In the Light of Amarna: 100 Years of the Nefertiti Discovery (Ägyptisches Museum und Papyrussamlung Staatlich Museen zu Berlin/ Michael Imhof Verlag, 2013)Joyce Tyldesley, Tutankhamun: Pharaoh, Icon, Enigma (Headline, 2022) Joyce Tyldesley, Nefertiti's Face: The Creation of an Icon (Profile Books, 2018)Joyce Tyldesley, Nefertiti: Egypt's Sun Queen (Viking, 1998)

Melvyn Bragg and guests discuss the woman who inspired one of the best known artefacts from ancient Egypt. The Bust of Nefertiti is multicoloured and symmetrical, about 49cm/18" high and, despite the missing left eye, still holds the gaze of onlookers below its tall, blue, flat topped headdress. Its discovery in 1912 in Amarna was kept quiet at first but its display in Berlin in the 1920s caused a sensation, with replicas sent out across the world. Ever since, as with Tutankhamun perhaps, the concrete facts about Nefertiti herself have barely kept up with the theories, the legends and the speculation, reinvigorated with each new discovery. WithAidan Dodson Honorary Professor of Egyptology at the University of BristolJoyce Tyldesley Professor of Egyptology at the University of ManchesterAnd Kate Spence Senior Lecturer in Egyptian Archaeology at the University of Cambridge and Fellow of Emmanuel CollegeProducer: Simon TillotsonReading list:Dorothea Arnold (ed.), The Royal Women of Amarna: Images of Beauty from Ancient Egypt (The Metropolitan Museum of Art, 1996) Norman de Garis Davies, The Rock Tombs of el-Amarna (6 vols. Egypt Exploration Society, 1903-1908) Aidan Dodson, Amarna Sunset: Nefertiti, Tutankhamun, Ay, Horemheb and the Egyptian Counter-reformation. (American University in Cairo Press, 2009 Aidan Dodson, Nefertiti, Queen and Pharaoh of Egypt: her life and afterlife (American University in Cairo Press, 2020)Aidan Dodson, Tutankhamun: King of Egypt: his life and afterlife (American University in Cairo Press, 2022)Barry Kemp, The City of Akhenaten and Nefertiti: Amarna and Its People (Thames and Hudson, 2012)Dominic Montserrat, Akhenaten: History, Fantasy and Ancient Egypt (Routledge, 2002)Friederike Seyfried (ed.), In the Light of Amarna: 100 Years of the Nefertiti Discovery (Ägyptisches Museum und Papyrussamlung Staatlich Museen zu Berlin/ Michael Imhof Verlag, 2013)Joyce Tyldesley, Tutankhamun: Pharaoh, Icon, Enigma (Headline, 2022) Joyce Tyldesley, Nefertiti's Face: The Creation of an Icon (Profile Books, 2018)Joyce Tyldesley, Nefertiti: Egypt's Sun Queen (Viking, 1998)