Podcasts about Pacific Palisades

JPMorgan Chase CEO Jamie Dimon sat down for an exclusive interview with FOX 11's Elex Michaelson in Pacific Palisades. He spoke about rebuilding California, Trump's tariffs, the entertainment industry, and more.

On this episode of The Jon Gordon Podcast, I'm joined by my good friend Antonio Neves for one of the most honest and powerful conversations we've had on the show. Antonio's story is incredibly moving, he opens up about losing his home in the Pacific Palisades fires and how that one experience changed everything for his family. We talk openly about grief, resilience, and what it's like to face some of life's toughest moments and, most importantly, how to find hope and new beginnings on the other side.   Antonio shares how he and his family are rebuilding not just a home, but a sense of purpose and possibility and the lessons he's learned while leading his young kids through adversity. We get into his new book, The One Day Method, and why focusing on one great day at a time can be an absolute game-changer, especially when life throws you a curveball.   This is a real conversation about overcoming, recommitting to what matters, and learning how to see the gift, even in pain. If you're going through a challenging season, I promise this episode will encourage you and remind you that the best is yet to come.   About Antonio, Antonio Neves is the author of The 1-Day Method, an  award-winning journalist, and internationally renowned speaker. His previous book, "Stop Living on Autopilot," helped countless readers reclaim control of their lives and rediscover purpose. After a successful career with major networks including NBC, PBS, and MTV Networks Antonio transitioned to helping individuals and organizations achieve breakthrough results through his coaching and speaking engagements. He has spoken at leading companies and conferences worldwide. Drawing from his experience as a former NCAA Division I athlete and Ivy League graduate, Antonio combines discipline with deep insight to help others reach their full potential. His approach has been featured on the NBC Today Show, Inc., and Forbes.. In 2025, Antonio faced his greatest challenge when California wildfires destroyed his family's home and possessions. Applying the very principles he teaches, he has been rebuilding his life alongside his wife and twins, proving that his methods work even in life's most difficult circumstances. Antonio currently lives in Los Angeles, where he continues to develop practical wisdom for those seeking to transform their lives one day at a time. Check out Antonio here!   Here's a few additional resources for you… Follow me on Instagram: @JonGordon11 Every week, I send out a free Positive Tip newsletter via email. It's advice for your life, work and team. You can sign up now here and catch up on past newsletters. Save your spot for Training Camp Live in Ponte Vedra, Florida, MAY 15th, 2025! Elevate your leadership skills and engage in an experience designed for growth, purpose, and excellence with incredible leaders such as Sean McVay, Eddie George, Dabo Swinney, Chaunte Lowe and Kevin O'Connell. Game-Changing Coaches, Once-in-a-Lifetime Insights! Join me for my Day of Development! You'll learn proven strategies to develop confidence, improve your leadership and build a connected and committed team. You'll leave with an action plan to supercharge your growth and results. It's time to Create your Positive Advantage. Get details and sign up here.

#PACIFICWATCH: #VEGASREPORT:  @JCBLISS REBUILDING MAUI, EATON AND PACIFIC PALISADE. 1885 SOUTH SUSTRALIA

Good evening: The show begins in Oahu off Waikiki Beach with a report on Maui after the wildfire with Jeff Bliss... 1964 HAWAII CBS Eye on the World with John Batchelor First Hour: 9:00-9:15 #PacificWatch #VegasReport: @JCBliss - Rebuilding Maui, Easton and Pacific Palisades 9:15-9:30 #Canada: The Unknowns of Mark Carney - Mary Anastasia O'Grady, WSJ 9:30-9:45 #Trade: Reciprocal tariffs never worked - Richard Epstein 9:45-10:00 #Harvard: The Confrontation at the IRS - Richard Epstein, Civitas Institute Second Hour: 10:00-10:15 #LEO: Anti-SAT prep - Henry Sokolski, NPEC 10:15-10:30 #Lancaster Report: Slower - Jim McTague, former Washington Editor, Barrons @MCTagueJ, Author of the "Martin and Twyla Boundary Series" #FriendsofHistoryDebatingSociety 10:30-10:45 #Harvard: Tax Exempt Risk - Tal Fortgang, Civitas Institute 10:45-11:00 #Columbia: Deporting and Congress - Tal Fortgang, Civitas Institute Third Hour: 11:00-11:15 5/8: Lincoln's Peace: The Struggle to End the American Civil War - Michael Vorenberg 11:15-11:30 6/8: Lincoln's Peace: The Struggle to End the American Civil War - Michael Vorenberg 11:30-11:45 7/8: Lincoln's Peace: The Struggle to End the American Civil War - Michael Vorenberg 11:45-12:00 8/8: Lincoln's Peace: The Struggle to End the American Civil War - Michael Vorenberg Fourth Hour: 12:00-12:15 #AI: Personality & Bots - Brandon Weichert, National Interest 12:15-12:30 #Italy: Italian Pope Considered - Lorenzo Fiori, Milan 12:30-12:45 #NASA: Isaacman Advances - Bob Zimmerman, BehindTheBlack.com 12:45-1:00 AM #JPL: Psyche Probe Anomaly I've maintained the book description for the Lincoln's Peace segments and corrected formatting throughout, including proper capitalization, consistent time formats, and organized the schedule by hour blocks for clarity.

Meet people whose lives were upended by fire - and transformed by resilience. From the recent Los Angeles fires, we hear from Casey Colvin, who searched for days to find his beloved dog, Oreo, and 10-year-old Grayson Roberts, who lost his home, his Braille materials, and his drum kits - but not his spirit. We also talk to RoseMarie Wallace, who reflects on how losing everything made her stronger, and Leslie Wharton, who shares what 13 years of rebuilding and reflection have taught her after losing her Colorado home to a wildfire. Resources: American Red Cross: Recovering After a Fire Suggested episodes: We, The Dog Aftershocks: Life after getting struck by lightning The story of the first African-American face transplant GUESTS: RoseMarie Wallace: a Massachusetts woman who had a major house fire in 2014. She is also a Director of Diversity, Equity, and Belonging at Tabor Academy, and a storyteller who honors identity, motherhood, and the quiet power of resilience Casey Colvin: a Pacific Palisades resident whose dogs, Oreo and Teeka Teeka, went missing after the fires in January 2025. He was ultimately reunited with both, and the emotional moment of Casey finding Oreo after a five-day search captured global attention Grayson and Terica Roberts: a mother and son from Altadena who lost their home in the fires in January 2025. Grayson is a 10 year-old drummer who has been blind since birth Leslie Wharton: author of Phoenix Rising: Stories of Remarkable Women Walking Through Fire, and a forthcoming memoir, Home Fires Burning. Leslie lost her home during the High Park Fire in Colorado in 2012, and is now based in Washington State Support the show: https://www.wnpr.org/donateSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Alex Stone, NASA's oldest active-duty astronaut is, for the first time, discussing his return to Earth after more than 200 days in space.  He says weightlessness made him feel decades younger.  Don Pettit recently wrapped up a 7-month-long mission to the space station and returned on a Russian made spacecraft.  And he says he's not interested in retiring. // Pet Influencers, several pet influencers are currently trending, particularly on Instagram and TikTok, with dogs and cats leading the pack // Michael Monks, Thousands of county workers march in downtown LA amid strike; arrests were made after traffic was blocked // Palisades Controlled fire testing set for Pacific Palisades area tonight thru Thursday / Mother's Day spending increases $34.1 Billion dollars this year 

A part of Pacific Coast Highway between Malibu and Pacific Palisades was closed due to mudslides from Saturday's showers. The highway was closed in a section from Carbon Beach Terrace to Coastline Drive, according to the LA County Sheriff's Department. If California were its own country, its economy would now rank as the fourth-largest of any nation across the globe, Gov. Gavin Newsom said, a new milestone that comes at a time of major economic turbulence. The Law Makers, Law Breakers and times that there oughta be a law. An "unprecedented" toxic algae bloom has overrun the coast of Southern California, sickening marine animals and staining the shoreline, according to marine scientists. The toxin it produces is domoic acid.

After 36 years in business Teddy and her husband lost The Reel Inn Malibu, to the devastating Pacific Palisades fire. They are raising funds to provide wages, benefits, and support for their team as we navigate this challenging period. Take a listen!

My audience was still somewhere in February, but it wouldn't stay there long. I had too many things to do— actual, adult things which required my attention. I might not be looking just at one lawsuit, but three; harassment and stalking against the neighbor girl, Negligence on behalf of the property management, and nuscience on behalf of the city— these weren't things I wanted to do— but they were things that were happening. I had basically been tortured inside of my apartment for the better half of two years and now was looking even more desperately to move. But where? Maybe, at this point, anywhere. I had applied for two other apartments but hadn't heard back. It was Saturday afternoon by the time I woke up again, because when I went to bed it was Saturday morning. After a mix tape and a few miles walk around Queens, I returned to the apartment that I loathed; never in nearly two years had I felt home, and now was no different. I sat in the bathtub for awhile knowing the next apartment might not have one; I looked at a place with stand up showers— it was a studio and almost nothing would fit in there but some of my books and my musical equipment, but I didn't care. More space, apparently for me— meant more shit. The more I excersised and ran around, the more likely I was to pick random things up that I wanted or needed. Sometimes new things— sometimes brand new with tags, which, besides the very cool Google swagger I had just been gifted, was the condition for picking up random stuff in New York. In two years I had filled an apartment with things I hadn't purchased, which sometimes used to linger with energies that were odd or foreign. I was too sensitive for New York— and I shouldn't be there. But really, I had no other alternatives. Stil I had found no certain purpose in being in the city, especially not on the bustling corner or noise, which I found remarkably, by walking just a mile east into queens, was a festering loud thoroughfare surrounded by actually clean and quiet neighborhoods with almost no cars, and no people at all. Hidden little places that looked like Queens— but being honest I didn't know. I got lost on purpose. When I returned I was unable to focus the rest of my energy into anything but a mix, which went well enough that I had decided at around the 27 minute mark to just pull the mix at 35– the limit for recordings entered into the contest I so hoped would rescue me into an employed citezin. All of my bills were overdue, and I had no real intention or way of paying them— how can I pay money I don't have. Some of the companies were predatory— an internet service provider I had ordered upon moving to the building that I had cancelled after realizing that there was always an “outage”, promising lower rates than of course were on the bill once it came— and bills for everything else from this to that, and the return of my student loans. ‘Haha' I thought. ‘Jokes on you.' But it wasn't a joke. If anyone or anything was trying to kill me, it was the corporate world, and unfortunately I didn't just squeeze into one of their conformed and comfortable little boxes. I worked long hard hours on my music and my projects— on my writing. I just wasn't getting paid. I didn't see myself at fault for being naturally creative and prone to the trauma that made me feel as if the world owed me something for having endured it rather than I owing it. How could I really owe anything to anyone? Have you met my parents? Someone besides God saw me take a beating from the ex, and in my humble opinion yhet kid—my only witness— might as well have had a high enough throne to have been a king himself by now. ‘I got guardian angels. I'll be alright.' My dreams in the early hours of Saturday morning were weird, but not weird enough that I wanted to share with my audience. In fact, in days, I hadn't felt like saying much of anything. More mixes would have to suffice for the long peloton rides, which meant they had to be an hour— but first, I had to make sure the last one would fit for the contest, I wasn't like the other entrants, I was sure of it, but I could at least play the part— I had taken some savings I'd stashed and all of the money in my comedy wallet to deposit instead of having cash on hand— this might be better, I thought. I hadn't been running, and effectively so my life was kind of crumbling. Then, the noise had been making me a certain kind of sick— and there was only one solution I had yet to really try. I always felt horrible going out in New York— because I was poor. In New York, even thr poor people made it an obsession to look rich, or Hoodrich, which I always found foolish— but after two years of being shamed for wearing ragged gettups and jogging suits everywhere— not fashionable jogging suits, but sauna suits to encourage more sweating to battle the toxic forces of the city itself— I had learned that when it came to at least trying to market onesself— one's art and one's project's one must at least look acceptable to the kinds of people worth interesting or inspiring. These were not the people on my block, but otherwise elsewhere. After two years in, I needed to go out. But first was a digital monster to tame— removing five years of work from the internet had so far not been a daily expenditure, but had taken weeks, almost as if the simulation and the algorithm were fighting me with slow internet and distractions in order to maintain the world that I had come from— but fuck that. I just as well wanted to set the world on fire just as much as everything in it— and it might have been that as I cleaned up for just to happened to be record of severe torture— homelessness, chaos, shifting from place to place, never having a steady home and then finally to have a roof over my head but to battle hundreds of motorcycles circling what was supposed to be my home alerted me to a deeper problem— the fact was, though healthy and fit as I had forced myself to become, there was always something fighting me. Now instead of homelessness itself or the jealous or mentally unstable roommates I had faced in the years before moving into the apartment, it was hundreds of men on motorcycles who didn't just like to ride them, but liked to ride them loudly, right across the street from my apartment where I was expected to make everything I had written, everything I had planned, and all the work I had done come to life— this wasn't just noise I could ignore. Of course, it was the vibrational pain that caused more damage to the nerves itself. This noise caused actual pain. It's hard to spend two years in pain after spending 30 years in pain. My body, my psyche, and my spirit was tired. I had left my mother's antics for an equally as humiliating sort of abuse— perhaps because that's the kind of “love” I was used to. But it wasn't— now I was healthy and almost somewhat independent. Somewhat. There were still miles to run, and battles to conquer; only I didn't want to. Asking the city to compensate me for sending me into an apartment adjacent from 5 garages felt unsafe— but it made me wonder why anybody else hadn't done what I was about it. I obviously had waited this long just expecting for it to stop— but it hadn't; so I began to see the noise as more of a blessing than a curse. Perhaps by making these reports, I was doing somebody a favor; at the very least karmically I expected the favor to be returned. And here yet, bills that hadn't technically existed appeared out of nowhere and I had no means of paying them. I had no real job or steady income and the money I did make was almost always to ensure that my hygienic needs were met: another reason I felt I didn't belong in New York. I didn't understand filling trees with trash. I didn't understand littering— after once being scolded for it as a young person, this was behavior that I had stopped; but here was a city full of apparently grown people that didn't know any better! Fuck that! Now being awake this long my dreams didn't really seem to matter— only my problems. I needed to find another apartment, and fast— in a neighborhood that wasn't plagued with the same issues. But here was the conundrum— how was I going to afford to live in a clean and quiet neighborhood. I knew they existed, but as far as I had been told when I first arrived to New York, it simply was less likely allowed. I loved Manhattan. I had been told explicitly by several people. ‘That's not for us.' But why was I us? In other and more bizzare news, the not suprise realization that it was once again Saturday came to me in a dream. Lorne Micheals liked my sketch, whatever that meant— and it wasn't too bizzare to have seen either Tina Fey or Amy Poehler or even Jimmy Fallon amongst them; they were long gone from Saturday night, but this was my cast. Besides, even in this odd dream that felt surreal and out of place, they were no longer on the show— but scouting for it. I had been scouted; Lorne Liked my sketch, but it came with a speech. It was strange, and though provoking— something about my father running out of time. Must have been my subconscious on the lookout for the way to visit the family, but I was stretched so thin trying to make anything work that nothing did. I went paying for promotions— but business cards, monthly website subscriptions, bills, and the ever growing cost of soap just kept piling up. Then, when I had finally realized I was down to nothing but one bra and socks with holes in them, springing for spandex running wear and sport protein seemed like the move; oh, and vitamins. I had been extra increasingly tired, and though for the most part the motor speedway just beyond my window was to blame, Speaking of motor speedway, it was oddly quiet for 3:00 PM on a Saturday… Then again, the property management was asking me to pay a bill that hadn't existed until— you guessed it— my birthday— and was now threatening eviction upon receipt of the notice. The first notice came close enough to May that it made me wonder why it had been placed on the roster on my birthday in March, and I was just now hearing about it on a Friday afternoon at closing time with the threat that I would be removed from my apartment— a threat I cared almost nothing about due to the persistent motorcycles and cars buzzing around for a year— but now, suddenly they were gone. Usually Saturdays were the worst days of all of them, and suddenly, they weren't circling at all; maybe it had been a set up all along, or even the devil itself; now the devil didn't have to torture me with the sounds of unhappy men with little to no power besides that of the horsepower beneath them so much so that it had become the world's problem to endure such pain as by the hundreds of them pouring out every day over the last two years— now the property management wanted to threaten eviction, but in the technical sense they were wrong; on paper, and otherwise, however, I wasn't going to fight to stay in an apartment I hated! Again, I saw what might have been some kind of evil demonic curse as a blessing instead and looked upon the hundreds of recordings over the last five years. Recordings I had made sleeping in my car, in hostels, in a tent in the Pacific Palisades— recordings I had made in homeless shelters and sleeping in 24-hour gym saunas. Recordings i had shared with the world and now was taking down, because somehow, it felt as if the world liked me better homeless— as if my constant struggle and trauma and suffering was just a source of entertainment for some; political fuel for others to use against me in the skewed perception that I was preaching or on some kind of side. But I was on no kind of side— I was on my side, and the only solace I really had was that God was also on my side, because whatever had been the motorcycles, and the mind games, and the property management's oversight had been the devil. Whatever had been the slamming doors and the lack of peace and the inability to make music in a space that was supposed to be mine— whatever was going against my good, was evil. I didn't want to see it at that, but in some of the wreckage I had lost my shine— in the fight I had somehow been stripped of my power, my will to live, my right to be human. The peace and sanity of having a place to call home— I hadn't had that. I had, however, a voice and random assortments of instruments. I had writings and comedy speeches and monologues— I had mixtapes and albums, and the creative drive of an artistic genius. I just didn't have money— and in New York, that somehow made me the enemy. Death of A Superstar DJ Tears of A Clown Copyright © The Festival Project, Inc. ™ | Copyright The Complex Collective © 2019 ™ All Rights Reserved. -Ū.

My audience was still somewhere in February, but it wouldn't stay there long. I had too many things to do— actual, adult things which required my attention. I might not be looking just at one lawsuit, but three; harassment and stalking against the neighbor girl, Negligence on behalf of the property management, and nuscience on behalf of the city— these weren't things I wanted to do— but they were things that were happening. I had basically been tortured inside of my apartment for the better half of two years and now was looking even more desperately to move. But where? Maybe, at this point, anywhere. I had applied for two other apartments but hadn't heard back. It was Saturday afternoon by the time I woke up again, because when I went to bed it was Saturday morning. After a mix tape and a few miles walk around Queens, I returned to the apartment that I loathed; never in nearly two years had I felt home, and now was no different. I sat in the bathtub for awhile knowing the next apartment might not have one; I looked at a place with stand up showers— it was a studio and almost nothing would fit in there but some of my books and my musical equipment, but I didn't care. More space, apparently for me— meant more shit. The more I excersised and ran around, the more likely I was to pick random things up that I wanted or needed. Sometimes new things— sometimes brand new with tags, which, besides the very cool Google swagger I had just been gifted, was the condition for picking up random stuff in New York. In two years I had filled an apartment with things I hadn't purchased, which sometimes used to linger with energies that were odd or foreign. I was too sensitive for New York— and I shouldn't be there. But really, I had no other alternatives. Stil I had found no certain purpose in being in the city, especially not on the bustling corner or noise, which I found remarkably, by walking just a mile east into queens, was a festering loud thoroughfare surrounded by actually clean and quiet neighborhoods with almost no cars, and no people at all. Hidden little places that looked like Queens— but being honest I didn't know. I got lost on purpose. When I returned I was unable to focus the rest of my energy into anything but a mix, which went well enough that I had decided at around the 27 minute mark to just pull the mix at 35– the limit for recordings entered into the contest I so hoped would rescue me into an employed citezin. All of my bills were overdue, and I had no real intention or way of paying them— how can I pay money I don't have. Some of the companies were predatory— an internet service provider I had ordered upon moving to the building that I had cancelled after realizing that there was always an “outage”, promising lower rates than of course were on the bill once it came— and bills for everything else from this to that, and the return of my student loans. ‘Haha' I thought. ‘Jokes on you.' But it wasn't a joke. If anyone or anything was trying to kill me, it was the corporate world, and unfortunately I didn't just squeeze into one of their conformed and comfortable little boxes. I worked long hard hours on my music and my projects— on my writing. I just wasn't getting paid. I didn't see myself at fault for being naturally creative and prone to the trauma that made me feel as if the world owed me something for having endured it rather than I owing it. How could I really owe anything to anyone? Have you met my parents? Someone besides God saw me take a beating from the ex, and in my humble opinion yhet kid—my only witness— might as well have had a high enough throne to have been a king himself by now. ‘I got guardian angels. I'll be alright.' My dreams in the early hours of Saturday morning were weird, but not weird enough that I wanted to share with my audience. In fact, in days, I hadn't felt like saying much of anything. More mixes would have to suffice for the long peloton rides, which meant they had to be an hour— but first, I had to make sure the last one would fit for the contest, I wasn't like the other entrants, I was sure of it, but I could at least play the part— I had taken some savings I'd stashed and all of the money in my comedy wallet to deposit instead of having cash on hand— this might be better, I thought. I hadn't been running, and effectively so my life was kind of crumbling. Then, the noise had been making me a certain kind of sick— and there was only one solution I had yet to really try. I always felt horrible going out in New York— because I was poor. In New York, even thr poor people made it an obsession to look rich, or Hoodrich, which I always found foolish— but after two years of being shamed for wearing ragged gettups and jogging suits everywhere— not fashionable jogging suits, but sauna suits to encourage more sweating to battle the toxic forces of the city itself— I had learned that when it came to at least trying to market onesself— one's art and one's project's one must at least look acceptable to the kinds of people worth interesting or inspiring. These were not the people on my block, but otherwise elsewhere. After two years in, I needed to go out. But first was a digital monster to tame— removing five years of work from the internet had so far not been a daily expenditure, but had taken weeks, almost as if the simulation and the algorithm were fighting me with slow internet and distractions in order to maintain the world that I had come from— but fuck that. I just as well wanted to set the world on fire just as much as everything in it— and it might have been that as I cleaned up for just to happened to be record of severe torture— homelessness, chaos, shifting from place to place, never having a steady home and then finally to have a roof over my head but to battle hundreds of motorcycles circling what was supposed to be my home alerted me to a deeper problem— the fact was, though healthy and fit as I had forced myself to become, there was always something fighting me. Now instead of homelessness itself or the jealous or mentally unstable roommates I had faced in the years before moving into the apartment, it was hundreds of men on motorcycles who didn't just like to ride them, but liked to ride them loudly, right across the street from my apartment where I was expected to make everything I had written, everything I had planned, and all the work I had done come to life— this wasn't just noise I could ignore. Of course, it was the vibrational pain that caused more damage to the nerves itself. This noise caused actual pain. It's hard to spend two years in pain after spending 30 years in pain. My body, my psyche, and my spirit was tired. I had left my mother's antics for an equally as humiliating sort of abuse— perhaps because that's the kind of “love” I was used to. But it wasn't— now I was healthy and almost somewhat independent. Somewhat. There were still miles to run, and battles to conquer; only I didn't want to. Asking the city to compensate me for sending me into an apartment adjacent from 5 garages felt unsafe— but it made me wonder why anybody else hadn't done what I was about it. I obviously had waited this long just expecting for it to stop— but it hadn't; so I began to see the noise as more of a blessing than a curse. Perhaps by making these reports, I was doing somebody a favor; at the very least karmically I expected the favor to be returned. And here yet, bills that hadn't technically existed appeared out of nowhere and I had no means of paying them. I had no real job or steady income and the money I did make was almost always to ensure that my hygienic needs were met: another reason I felt I didn't belong in New York. I didn't understand filling trees with trash. I didn't understand littering— after once being scolded for it as a young person, this was behavior that I had stopped; but here was a city full of apparently grown people that didn't know any better! Fuck that! Now being awake this long my dreams didn't really seem to matter— only my problems. I needed to find another apartment, and fast— in a neighborhood that wasn't plagued with the same issues. But here was the conundrum— how was I going to afford to live in a clean and quiet neighborhood. I knew they existed, but as far as I had been told when I first arrived to New York, it simply was less likely allowed. I loved Manhattan. I had been told explicitly by several people. ‘That's not for us.' But why was I us? In other and more bizzare news, the not suprise realization that it was once again Saturday came to me in a dream. Lorne Micheals liked my sketch, whatever that meant— and it wasn't too bizzare to have seen either Tina Fey or Amy Poehler or even Jimmy Fallon amongst them; they were long gone from Saturday night, but this was my cast. Besides, even in this odd dream that felt surreal and out of place, they were no longer on the show— but scouting for it. I had been scouted; Lorne Liked my sketch, but it came with a speech. It was strange, and though provoking— something about my father running out of time. Must have been my subconscious on the lookout for the way to visit the family, but I was stretched so thin trying to make anything work that nothing did. I went paying for promotions— but business cards, monthly website subscriptions, bills, and the ever growing cost of soap just kept piling up. Then, when I had finally realized I was down to nothing but one bra and socks with holes in them, springing for spandex running wear and sport protein seemed like the move; oh, and vitamins. I had been extra increasingly tired, and though for the most part the motor speedway just beyond my window was to blame, Speaking of motor speedway, it was oddly quiet for 3:00 PM on a Saturday… Then again, the property management was asking me to pay a bill that hadn't existed until— you guessed it— my birthday— and was now threatening eviction upon receipt of the notice. The first notice came close enough to May that it made me wonder why it had been placed on the roster on my birthday in March, and I was just now hearing about it on a Friday afternoon at closing time with the threat that I would be removed from my apartment— a threat I cared almost nothing about due to the persistent motorcycles and cars buzzing around for a year— but now, suddenly they were gone. Usually Saturdays were the worst days of all of them, and suddenly, they weren't circling at all; maybe it had been a set up all along, or even the devil itself; now the devil didn't have to torture me with the sounds of unhappy men with little to no power besides that of the horsepower beneath them so much so that it had become the world's problem to endure such pain as by the hundreds of them pouring out every day over the last two years— now the property management wanted to threaten eviction, but in the technical sense they were wrong; on paper, and otherwise, however, I wasn't going to fight to stay in an apartment I hated! Again, I saw what might have been some kind of evil demonic curse as a blessing instead and looked upon the hundreds of recordings over the last five years. Recordings I had made sleeping in my car, in hostels, in a tent in the Pacific Palisades— recordings I had made in homeless shelters and sleeping in 24-hour gym saunas. Recordings i had shared with the world and now was taking down, because somehow, it felt as if the world liked me better homeless— as if my constant struggle and trauma and suffering was just a source of entertainment for some; political fuel for others to use against me in the skewed perception that I was preaching or on some kind of side. But I was on no kind of side— I was on my side, and the only solace I really had was that God was also on my side, because whatever had been the motorcycles, and the mind games, and the property management's oversight had been the devil. Whatever had been the slamming doors and the lack of peace and the inability to make music in a space that was supposed to be mine— whatever was going against my good, was evil. I didn't want to see it at that, but in some of the wreckage I had lost my shine— in the fight I had somehow been stripped of my power, my will to live, my right to be human. The peace and sanity of having a place to call home— I hadn't had that. I had, however, a voice and random assortments of instruments. I had writings and comedy speeches and monologues— I had mixtapes and albums, and the creative drive of an artistic genius. I just didn't have money— and in New York, that somehow made me the enemy. Death of A Superstar DJ Tears of A Clown Copyright © The Festival Project, Inc. ™ | Copyright The Complex Collective © 2019 ™ All Rights Reserved. -Ū.

My audience was still somewhere in February, but it wouldn't stay there long. I had too many things to do— actual, adult things which required my attention. I might not be looking just at one lawsuit, but three; harassment and stalking against the neighbor girl, Negligence on behalf of the property management, and nuscience on behalf of the city— these weren't things I wanted to do— but they were things that were happening. I had basically been tortured inside of my apartment for the better half of two years and now was looking even more desperately to move. But where? Maybe, at this point, anywhere. I had applied for two other apartments but hadn't heard back. It was Saturday afternoon by the time I woke up again, because when I went to bed it was Saturday morning. After a mix tape and a few miles walk around Queens, I returned to the apartment that I loathed; never in nearly two years had I felt home, and now was no different. I sat in the bathtub for awhile knowing the next apartment might not have one; I looked at a place with stand up showers— it was a studio and almost nothing would fit in there but some of my books and my musical equipment, but I didn't care. More space, apparently for me— meant more shit. The more I excersised and ran around, the more likely I was to pick random things up that I wanted or needed. Sometimes new things— sometimes brand new with tags, which, besides the very cool Google swagger I had just been gifted, was the condition for picking up random stuff in New York. In two years I had filled an apartment with things I hadn't purchased, which sometimes used to linger with energies that were odd or foreign. I was too sensitive for New York— and I shouldn't be there. But really, I had no other alternatives. Stil I had found no certain purpose in being in the city, especially not on the bustling corner or noise, which I found remarkably, by walking just a mile east into queens, was a festering loud thoroughfare surrounded by actually clean and quiet neighborhoods with almost no cars, and no people at all. Hidden little places that looked like Queens— but being honest I didn't know. I got lost on purpose. When I returned I was unable to focus the rest of my energy into anything but a mix, which went well enough that I had decided at around the 27 minute mark to just pull the mix at 35– the limit for recordings entered into the contest I so hoped would rescue me into an employed citezin. All of my bills were overdue, and I had no real intention or way of paying them— how can I pay money I don't have. Some of the companies were predatory— an internet service provider I had ordered upon moving to the building that I had cancelled after realizing that there was always an “outage”, promising lower rates than of course were on the bill once it came— and bills for everything else from this to that, and the return of my student loans. ‘Haha' I thought. ‘Jokes on you.' But it wasn't a joke. If anyone or anything was trying to kill me, it was the corporate world, and unfortunately I didn't just squeeze into one of their conformed and comfortable little boxes. I worked long hard hours on my music and my projects— on my writing. I just wasn't getting paid. I didn't see myself at fault for being naturally creative and prone to the trauma that made me feel as if the world owed me something for having endured it rather than I owing it. How could I really owe anything to anyone? Have you met my parents? Someone besides God saw me take a beating from the ex, and in my humble opinion yhet kid—my only witness— might as well have had a high enough throne to have been a king himself by now. ‘I got guardian angels. I'll be alright.' My dreams in the early hours of Saturday morning were weird, but not weird enough that I wanted to share with my audience. In fact, in days, I hadn't felt like saying much of anything. More mixes would have to suffice for the long peloton rides, which meant they had to be an hour— but first, I had to make sure the last one would fit for the contest, I wasn't like the other entrants, I was sure of it, but I could at least play the part— I had taken some savings I'd stashed and all of the money in my comedy wallet to deposit instead of having cash on hand— this might be better, I thought. I hadn't been running, and effectively so my life was kind of crumbling. Then, the noise had been making me a certain kind of sick— and there was only one solution I had yet to really try. I always felt horrible going out in New York— because I was poor. In New York, even thr poor people made it an obsession to look rich, or Hoodrich, which I always found foolish— but after two years of being shamed for wearing ragged gettups and jogging suits everywhere— not fashionable jogging suits, but sauna suits to encourage more sweating to battle the toxic forces of the city itself— I had learned that when it came to at least trying to market onesself— one's art and one's project's one must at least look acceptable to the kinds of people worth interesting or inspiring. These were not the people on my block, but otherwise elsewhere. After two years in, I needed to go out. But first was a digital monster to tame— removing five years of work from the internet had so far not been a daily expenditure, but had taken weeks, almost as if the simulation and the algorithm were fighting me with slow internet and distractions in order to maintain the world that I had come from— but fuck that. I just as well wanted to set the world on fire just as much as everything in it— and it might have been that as I cleaned up for just to happened to be record of severe torture— homelessness, chaos, shifting from place to place, never having a steady home and then finally to have a roof over my head but to battle hundreds of motorcycles circling what was supposed to be my home alerted me to a deeper problem— the fact was, though healthy and fit as I had forced myself to become, there was always something fighting me. Now instead of homelessness itself or the jealous or mentally unstable roommates I had faced in the years before moving into the apartment, it was hundreds of men on motorcycles who didn't just like to ride them, but liked to ride them loudly, right across the street from my apartment where I was expected to make everything I had written, everything I had planned, and all the work I had done come to life— this wasn't just noise I could ignore. Of course, it was the vibrational pain that caused more damage to the nerves itself. This noise caused actual pain. It's hard to spend two years in pain after spending 30 years in pain. My body, my psyche, and my spirit was tired. I had left my mother's antics for an equally as humiliating sort of abuse— perhaps because that's the kind of “love” I was used to. But it wasn't— now I was healthy and almost somewhat independent. Somewhat. There were still miles to run, and battles to conquer; only I didn't want to. Asking the city to compensate me for sending me into an apartment adjacent from 5 garages felt unsafe— but it made me wonder why anybody else hadn't done what I was about it. I obviously had waited this long just expecting for it to stop— but it hadn't; so I began to see the noise as more of a blessing than a curse. Perhaps by making these reports, I was doing somebody a favor; at the very least karmically I expected the favor to be returned. And here yet, bills that hadn't technically existed appeared out of nowhere and I had no means of paying them. I had no real job or steady income and the money I did make was almost always to ensure that my hygienic needs were met: another reason I felt I didn't belong in New York. I didn't understand filling trees with trash. I didn't understand littering— after once being scolded for it as a young person, this was behavior that I had stopped; but here was a city full of apparently grown people that didn't know any better! Fuck that! Now being awake this long my dreams didn't really seem to matter— only my problems. I needed to find another apartment, and fast— in a neighborhood that wasn't plagued with the same issues. But here was the conundrum— how was I going to afford to live in a clean and quiet neighborhood. I knew they existed, but as far as I had been told when I first arrived to New York, it simply was less likely allowed. I loved Manhattan. I had been told explicitly by several people. ‘That's not for us.' But why was I us? In other and more bizzare news, the not suprise realization that it was once again Saturday came to me in a dream. Lorne Micheals liked my sketch, whatever that meant— and it wasn't too bizzare to have seen either Tina Fey or Amy Poehler or even Jimmy Fallon amongst them; they were long gone from Saturday night, but this was my cast. Besides, even in this odd dream that felt surreal and out of place, they were no longer on the show— but scouting for it. I had been scouted; Lorne Liked my sketch, but it came with a speech. It was strange, and though provoking— something about my father running out of time. Must have been my subconscious on the lookout for the way to visit the family, but I was stretched so thin trying to make anything work that nothing did. I went paying for promotions— but business cards, monthly website subscriptions, bills, and the ever growing cost of soap just kept piling up. Then, when I had finally realized I was down to nothing but one bra and socks with holes in them, springing for spandex running wear and sport protein seemed like the move; oh, and vitamins. I had been extra increasingly tired, and though for the most part the motor speedway just beyond my window was to blame, Speaking of motor speedway, it was oddly quiet for 3:00 PM on a Saturday… Then again, the property management was asking me to pay a bill that hadn't existed until— you guessed it— my birthday— and was now threatening eviction upon receipt of the notice. The first notice came close enough to May that it made me wonder why it had been placed on the roster on my birthday in March, and I was just now hearing about it on a Friday afternoon at closing time with the threat that I would be removed from my apartment— a threat I cared almost nothing about due to the persistent motorcycles and cars buzzing around for a year— but now, suddenly they were gone. Usually Saturdays were the worst days of all of them, and suddenly, they weren't circling at all; maybe it had been a set up all along, or even the devil itself; now the devil didn't have to torture me with the sounds of unhappy men with little to no power besides that of the horsepower beneath them so much so that it had become the world's problem to endure such pain as by the hundreds of them pouring out every day over the last two years— now the property management wanted to threaten eviction, but in the technical sense they were wrong; on paper, and otherwise, however, I wasn't going to fight to stay in an apartment I hated! Again, I saw what might have been some kind of evil demonic curse as a blessing instead and looked upon the hundreds of recordings over the last five years. Recordings I had made sleeping in my car, in hostels, in a tent in the Pacific Palisades— recordings I had made in homeless shelters and sleeping in 24-hour gym saunas. Recordings i had shared with the world and now was taking down, because somehow, it felt as if the world liked me better homeless— as if my constant struggle and trauma and suffering was just a source of entertainment for some; political fuel for others to use against me in the skewed perception that I was preaching or on some kind of side. But I was on no kind of side— I was on my side, and the only solace I really had was that God was also on my side, because whatever had been the motorcycles, and the mind games, and the property management's oversight had been the devil. Whatever had been the slamming doors and the lack of peace and the inability to make music in a space that was supposed to be mine— whatever was going against my good, was evil. I didn't want to see it at that, but in some of the wreckage I had lost my shine— in the fight I had somehow been stripped of my power, my will to live, my right to be human. The peace and sanity of having a place to call home— I hadn't had that. I had, however, a voice and random assortments of instruments. I had writings and comedy speeches and monologues— I had mixtapes and albums, and the creative drive of an artistic genius. I just didn't have money— and in New York, that somehow made me the enemy. Death of A Superstar DJ Tears of A Clown Copyright © The Festival Project, Inc. ™ | Copyright The Complex Collective © 2019 ™ All Rights Reserved. -Ū.

Michael Wara is a lawyer and an expert in wildfire policy who says that solutions are out there, but face financial, political, and cultural resistance. What's needed, he says, are “whole-of-society” approaches that raise wildfire risk to the community level. In this regard, the devastation in Los Angeles in 2025 could provide the spark needed for smarter communication, better policies, and renewed urgency on wildfires, Wara tells host Russ Altman on this episode of Stanford Engineering's The Future of Everything podcast.Have a question for Russ? Send it our way in writing or via voice memo, and it might be featured on an upcoming episode. Please introduce yourself, let us know where you're listening from, and share your question. You can send questions to thefutureofeverything@stanford.edu.Episode Reference Links:Stanford Profile: Michael WaraConnect With Us:Episode Transcripts >>> The Future of Everything WebsiteConnect with Russ >>> Threads / Bluesky / MastodonConnect with School of Engineering >>> Twitter/X / Instagram / LinkedIn / FacebookChapters:(00:00:00) IntroductionRuss Altman introduces guest Michael Wara, a wildfire expert and professor of law at Stanford University.(00:03:17) Journey to Wildfire ResearchHow Michael's clean energy work led to wildfire research.(00:04:48) Communities at the FrontlinesThe community-level challenges and responsibilities in fire prevention.(00:07:05) Shifting Community PerspectivesHow awareness is rising but state efforts remain misaligned.(00:09:28) Legacy Homes, Modern RiskWhy older homes pose a major risk and retrofitting is crucial.(00:11:06) The Limits of Utility-Led Safety EffortsThe significant but insufficient progress utilities have made.(00:14:35) Targeting High-Risk AreasHow utilities now prioritize high-risk areas for safety upgrades.(00:15:42) Insurance Industry RealitiesWhy insurers can't price risk without crashing markets.(00:18:24) Urban WildfiresHow today's major fires in suburbs are mostly fueled by homes.(00:23:24) The Climate Change MultiplierThe impact of atmospheric dryness and fuel moisture on fire risk.(00:25:57) New Fire RegulationsRecent mandates that have been implemented to decrease fire risk.(00:30:58) Hollywood's Role in Culture ChangeMichael's suggestion to showcase fire-safe landscaping.(00:33:04) Conclusion Connect With Us:Episode Transcripts >>> The Future of Everything WebsiteConnect with Russ >>> Threads / Bluesky / MastodonConnect with School of Engineering >>>Twitter/X / Instagram / LinkedIn / Facebook

Mayor Karen Bass highlighted what she called the record pace of rebuilding fire-devastated Pacific Palisades. The entertainment industry is moving away from Hollywood. Jury deliberations underway in the retrial of Orange County judge accused of murdering his wife. Karen Read 2nd Trial Begins.

Please join us for an exclusive conversation in The Locher Room featuring a heartfelt reunion between real-life friends and former co-stars Suzy Cote Ciccolini and Jocelyn Seagrave.Both actresses captivated audiences on the iconic soap opera Guiding Light, with Suzy portraying Samantha Marler and Jocelyn bringing Julie Camaletti to life. Suzy Cote Ciccolini has had a diverse career, appearing in series such as House and CSI: Crime Scene Investigation, as well as films like All Alone (2011) and the cult classic video game Night Trap (1992). Jocelyn Seagrave, known for her work on Pacific Palisades in addition to Guiding Light, has a fascinating background, having grown up in Thailand and the U.S. She studied martial arts—earning a black belt in Tae Kwon Do—and holds a degree in English literature from the University of Virginia.Don't miss this special reunion as Suzy and Jocelyn share behind-the-scenes stories, discuss their enduring friendship, and reflect on their journeys in entertainment. This is a conversation you won't want to miss!

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Key Points:Aasha's background and passions Aasha introduced herself as a certified emotional intelligence expert, shamanic practitioner, hypnotherapist, and CEO of a tech startup. She is passionate about helping people ignite their souls and authenticity, and stop hiding who they are. Aasha shared her personal journey of overcoming health challenges and trauma to find self-acceptance and empowerment.Emotional resilience and leadershipAasha discussed her approach to emotional resilience, emphasizing the importance of feeling emotions deeply without abandoning one's post as a leader. She shared insights from losing her home in the Pacific Palisades fire, and how it taught her the difference between "strong" and "resilient" leadership. Aasha believes resilience involves empathy, self-empathy, and transmuting emotions into personal power.Privilege, shame, and receivingCam and Aasha explored the nuances of emotional resilience and how access to resources and support can impact one's ability to process grief and loss. They discussed the tendency for people, especially those with privilege, to feel guilty or ashamed for struggling emotionally. Aasha and Cam agreed that the ability to receive - whether feedback, love, or pleasure - is a universal challenge that both men and women face.Feminine leadership and embodiment Aasha described her experience of embodying a more feminine style of leadership after losing her home a second time. This involved being more authentic, vulnerable, and empathetic in her approach, while still maintaining a strong sense of purpose and authority. Aasha believes this blend of feminine and masculine energy is essential for effective and resilient leadership.Closing thoughts and resources Aasha shared information about how to connect with her on social media and access her work, which focuses on topics like feminine embodiment, emotional intelligence, and self-worth. She emphasized the importance of embracing one's authentic expression and magnetizing what one desires, while also having fun and not hiding.Relevant Links: Aasha LaCount website: https://www.beyondeqinternational.com/

In this soul-stirring episode, Jeremy sits down with the radiant Danielle Paige—modern-day oracle, astrologer, and spiritual guide—to explore how one of the most devastating moments of her life became the catalyst for deep transformation.When a fire tore through her dream home in Pacific Palisades, Danielle was guided by spirit to leave just in time. A powerful dream, her dog's strange behavior, and a clear inner voice all pointed to something greater at play.✨ Guided by Spirit in Crisis Danielle shares how divine guidance helped her escape the flames and how that moment cracked her open to deeper surrender and trust.✨ Surrendering to the Unknown She went from living her dream life to losing almost everything. But in that void, she discovered the one thing that couldn't be burned: her soul.✨ Strength Forged Through Fire Danielle's past struggles—Lyme disease, spiritual awakening, body image—had already shaped her inner strength. This time, she was ready to rise, not bypassing pain, but alchemizing it.✨ Free Will vs. Fate Are your biggest challenges predestined? Or chosen? Danielle dives into soul contracts, divine timing, and why some of our most painful moments are actually spiritual turning points.✨ A Loving Reminder You are not what you own. You are the soul that remains. From that place, anything can be rebuilt.

It's the most important hearing yet for the Menendez Brothers. A Los Angeles dream team is coming together to rebuild a key part of the Pacific Palisades. The best French fries in LA, according to our listeners. Plus, more. Support The L.A. Report by donating at LAist.com/join and by visiting https://laist.com Visit www.preppi.com/LAist to receive a FREE Preppi Emergency Kit (with any purchase over $100) and be prepared for the next wildfire, earthquake or emergency!Support the show: https://laist.com

In January, a merciless firestorm swept through the Pacific Palisades and surrounding areas of Los Angeles, becoming the most destructive wildfire in the city's history. Driven by hurricane-force Santa Ana winds and fueled by record-dry conditions, the Palisades Fire destroyed over 6,800 structures, burned nearly 24,000 acres, and dramatically altered the lives of thousands of residents. Among them were three individuals with deep ties to the legal tech community, each of whom lost their home to the fire. This week on LawNext, we speak with those three individuals:  Valerie Chan, founder of the legal PR firm Platform PR.  Rick Merrill, former founder of Gavalytics and current COO of Bridgeline Solutions. Adam Camras, co-founder of Lawgical, longtime CEO of the Legal Talk Network, and chief collaboration officer at InfoTrack. These three legal tech leaders share their harrowing experiences as the flames approached, the devastating aftermath of losing their homes, and their ongoing journey of recovery and rebuilding. Their stories offer a rare and intimate glimpse into how even those with resources and professional expertise face overwhelming challenges when confronted with natural disaster. From the initial evacuation decisions to battles with insurance companies and uncertain rebuilding timelines, this conversation reveals both the practical realities and profound emotional impact of sudden, catastrophic loss. We also want to mention a related project, California Fires Legal Resources, in which the legal tech community, spearheaded by Clio, worked together to launch a website devoted to providing legal resources related to the LA fires, both for victims of the fires and legal professionals working on behalf of those victims.   Thank You To Our Sponsors This episode of LawNext is generously made possible by our sponsors. We appreciate their support and hope you will check them out. Paradigm, home to the practice management platforms PracticePanther, Bill4Time, MerusCase and LollyLaw; the e-payments platform Headnote; and the legal accounting software TrustBooks. LEX Reception, Never miss a call, with expert answering service for Lawyers. Briefpoint, eliminating routine discovery response and request drafting tasks so you can focus on drafting what matters (or just make it home for dinner). SpeakWrite: Save time with fast, human-powered legal transcription—so you can focus on your practice   If you enjoy listening to LawNext, please leave us a review wherever you listen to podcasts.  

The Pacific Palisades fire burned more than 6,800 structures, both homes and businesses. Clearly, the rebuilding process is going to take a while for many families even if insurance covers the losses. What should not take a long time are permits for people who lost everything to get started. Indeed, Mayor Karen Bass vowed to streamline the process and made a big show when the first permit was issued.

MLB season is here baby! Kennedy kicked it off by going to the MLB opening game where she (very happily) watched the Yankees spank the Brewers. Today, her and FOX Across America's Jimmy Failla discuss this season's latest controversy: torpedo bats — and whether they're making the game more efficient, competitive or just plain sketchy. Kennedy also shares how her Pacific Palisades home tragically gave her contractor led poisoning, and why she's excited for Mom's Weekend at her daughter's college (now that her daughter is a sophomore and not embarrassed to be seen with a parent on campus.) Follow Kennedy on Twitter: @KennedyNation Kennedy Now Available on YouTube: https://bit.ly/4311mhD Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

A major oopsy at the L.A. County Sheriff's Department involving faulty DNA test kits. Can state regulators speed up utility repairs in the fire-devastated areas of Altadena and Pacific Palisades while also tackling the complicated and expensive process of burying power lines? And in case you haven't heard, it's Dodgers Opening Day. The L.A. Local is sponsored by the LA Car Guy family of dealerships.

High levels of mercury and lead are showing up in the blood of Eaton and Pacific Palisades firefighters. LA Unified teachers are looking for some big raises. Mookie Betts considers joining Dodgers at the White House. Plus, more.Support The L.A. Report by donating at LAist.com/join and by visiting https://laist.comSupport the show: https://laist.com

Kennedy took a trip to Los Angeles this weekend to visit her home in the Pacific Palisades. Though she shares her gratitude that her house was one of few that miraculously survived the wildfires, Kennedy recaps what her last few days were like going through belongings and keepsakes that have been tarnished or completely ruined. Despite the destruction, the Palisades community continues coming together to rebuild. Kennedy and Jimmy look at the big picture following the California wildfires, and why the disaster likely has many California residents (and beyond) questioning who they would want in both state and federal leadership if their communities were to experience a similar crisis in the future. Follow Kennedy on Twitter: @KennedyNation Kennedy Now Available on YouTube: https://bit.ly/4311mhD Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Send us a textElaine and Chaz McEwan are two of the thousands to lose their home to the Los Angeles wildfires in January. They had some 20 minutes to gather belongings as the fire surrounded their Pacific Palisades home. On this episode, the McEwans share their story of panic, grief, and loss. They keep in mind the insightful words of Elaine's Japanese mother as they figure out their future. Read Elaine's blog post: https://www.24thstreet.org/blog/2025/1/17/letting-goRead: https://www.24thstreet.org/blog/2025/1/17/letting-go Read:https://www.amazon.com/Harbingers-January-Charlottesville-American-Democracy/dp/1586424017 Read: https://www.mapresearch.org/2024-dei-report "Dismantling DEI: A Coordinated Attack on American Values"https://www.forbes.com/sites/conormurray/2025/01/07/these-companies-have-rolled-back-dei-policies-mcdonalds-is-latest-to-abandon-diversity-standards/https://www.chronicle.com/package/the-assault-on-dei Chronicle of Higher Education https://www.courts.wa.gov/appellate_trial_courts/supreme/bios/?fa=scbios.display_file&fileID=gonzalezRead: https://www.seattletimes.com/seattle-news/obituaries/chinatown-international-district-activist-matt-chan-dead-at-71/Hear Rick Shenkman on the BBC Radio Program Sideways:https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/m001xdg0Read: https://www.thedailybeast.com/i-stuck-with-nixon-heres-why-science-said-i-did-itRead: https://www.washcog.org/in-the-news/your-right-to-knowRead: https://www.seattletimes.com/opinion/the-legislatures-sunshine-committee-has-fallen-into-darkness/Read: https://www.cascadiadaily.com/2024/feb/29/weakening-of-state-public-records-act-affects-your-right-to-know-every-day/Read: https://www.futuromediagroup.org/suave-pulitzer-prize/Read: https://pulitzercenter.org/people/maria-hinojosaRead: https://murrow.wsu.edu/symposium...

Key points:Aasha's background and passionsAasha introduced herself as a certified emotional intelligence expert, shamanic practitioner, hypnotherapist, and CEO of a tech startup. She is passionate about helping people ignite their souls and authenticity, and stop hiding who they are. Aasha shared her personal journey of overcoming health challenges and trauma to find self-acceptance and empowerment.Emotional resilience and leadershipAasha discussed her approach to emotional resilience, emphasizing the importance of feeling emotions deeply without abandoning one's post as a leader. She shared insights from losing her home in the Pacific Palisades fire, and how it taught her the difference between "strong" and "resilient" leadership. Aasha believes resilience involves empathy, self-empathy, and transmuting emotions into personal power.Privilege, shame, and receivingCam and Aasha explored the nuances of emotional resilience and how access to resources and support can impact one's ability to process grief and loss. They discussed the tendency for people, especially those with privilege, to feel guilty or ashamed for struggling emotionally. Aasha and Cam agreed that the ability to receive - whether feedback, love, or pleasure - is a universal challenge that both men and women face.Feminine leadership and embodimentAasha described her experience of embodying a more feminine style of leadership after losing her home a second time. This involved being more authentic, vulnerable, and empathetic in her approach, while still maintaining a strong sense of purpose and authority. Aasha believes this blend of feminine and masculine energy is essential for effective and resilient leadership.Closing thoughts and resourcesAasha shared information about how to connect with her on social media and access her work, which focuses on topics like feminine embodiment, emotional intelligence, and self-worth. She emphasized the importance of embracing one's authentic expression and magnetizing what one desires, while also having fun and not hiding.Relevant links:Aasha's website: https://beyondeqinternational.com/

Today on AirTalk, we discuss Pacific Palisades' recovery, rebuilding efforts, and how the devastating wildfire in January affected the insurance industry. Trump has deported masses of Venezuelans to a prison in El Salvador even after a judge blocked the move. Where do things stand as legal challenges persist? The host and director of a new L.A. wildfire special from PBS join to preview the documentary. The Trump administration is gutting the U.S. Department of Education. We dive into the history of the department, why it was created and the local repercussions of cutbacks. And -- if you have been opting for the beef labeled "grass-fed" in an effort to lessen your carbon footprint, you're not gonna like the findings of a new study. Today on AirTalk: Rebuilding the Palisades (0:15) Assessing the legality of Trump's deportations to El Salvador (12:23) New PBS SoCal documentary on LA wildfires (23:57) The woes of a gutted Department of Education (34:35) The myth of "grass-fed" beef (56:23)

This week David and Marina of FAME Architecture & Design discuss rebuilding houses in the Pacific Palisades. The two cover site cleanup, reusing existing foundations, different permitting methods (i.e. Eligible/Qualifying Rebuilds and Non-Eligible/Non-Qualifying Rebuilds), debunking misconceptions about permitting, obtaining plans of the previous home, site-planning, and utilizing an architect for project guidance from the beginning. FAME is offering complimentary Project Starter Services to anyone rebuilding their home due to the recent wildfires in Los Angeles. info@famearchitects.com This episode is supported by Integrated Projects • Autodesk Forma & Autodesk Insight • Programa • Learn more about BQE CORE SUBSCRIBE  • Apple Podcasts  • YouTube  • Spotify CONNECT  • Website: www.secondstudiopod.com • Office  • Instagram • Facebook  • Call or text questions to 213-222-6950 SUPPORT Leave a review  EPISODE CATEGORIES  •  Interviews: Interviews with industry leaders.  •  Project Companion: Informative talks for clients.    •  Fellow Designer: Tips for designers.  •  After Hours: Casual conversations about everyday life. •  Design Reviews: Reviews of creative projects and buildings. The views, opinions, or beliefs expressed by Sponsee or Sponsee's guests on the Sponsored Podcast Episodes do not reflect the view, opinions, or beliefs of Sponsor.

In the season 6 opener, The Supporting Cast welcomes back its very first guest, Rick Commons, the Charles B. Thornton President of Harvard-Westlake. In this episode, Rick speaks to the many challenges and opportunities impacting today's HW students, from college admission and the promise of River Park (Harvard-Westlake's forthcoming third campus)—to fostering enduring HW values around civil discourse, diversity, and belonging. Rick also speaks poignantly and publicly for the first time about losing his home in the Palisades fire on January 7. A Pacific Palisades resident for more than a decade, Rick speaks about what drew his family to that community, what he's kept, and what he's lost. The Supporting Cast is grateful for Rick's time and participation in this series for a second time.

We discuss Trump's so-called “minerals agreement” with Ukraine and the debate over affordable and multifamily housing in Pacific Palisades following the LA fires.

A woman named Jessica Sklar, her husband and their two children were happily living their lives in Pacific Palisades when their house burned down. Since losing all their earthly possessions, they have been wandering in the wilderness. In less than two months, this family has moved five times, from A B & B X5. In the home they used to love, they had stability and serenity. In the wilderness they now inhabit, they have anxiety and uncertainty. A deep question lodges in their soul: We are not okay. Will we ever be okay again? In the face of this anxiety and uncertainty, one place has brought them deep comfort: the Pacific Palisades Youth Baseball League which, because the Palisades fields were destroyed by the fire, are in neighboring towns. A Times article recently reported: At last came the siren call: Play ball! The pomp and circumstance…provided a modicum of normalcy for families who in the previous 53 days have had to find new homes, schools, doctors, cars, clothes, places to worship and more—all while navigating the maze of insurance and government assistance and deciding what to do next. I cried seeing people, said Juliana Davis, who lost her home. I cried coming, said her friend Erin Chidsey, whose house also burned.Of the 450 boys and girls who had signed up to play before the fire, 305 are still playing. And parents and children are finding it a tonic to their souls.What do we do when we are in the wilderness? We have not lost our homes to the wildfire. Yet many of us feel that we are in a different kind of wilderness.I have a wonderful Sisterhood class on Tuesday mornings. More than 30 people show up every Tuesday. We have been talking about our world through the prism of Jewish texts. What I hear from these students is deep anxiety. I have deep anxiety about our world. We are not okay. Will we ever be okay again?What will be with Israel? I have always loved Israel. But I am just confused. And worried. How does this end? What will be with our country? My students will say to me: I know you can't talk about politics, and we respect that. But what is happening with our checks and balances? Will we be leaving a democracy to our future generations?Edge. Anxiety. Concern for our future. Not feeling deeply anchored. And wondering: what can I do to create the world I want to live in and leave to my loved ones?That is the Torah's question now. How do we create a counterworld to the wilderness?

In Altadena and Pacific Palisades, burned lots are hitting the market. ‘Surge' of violence in California prison system prompts crackdown. Dr. Jim Keany, Chief Medical Officer at Dignity Health St. Mary Medical Center in Long Beach, joins The Bill Handel Show for 'Medical News'! Dr. Keany talks with Bill about Gene Hackman's wife dying from Hantavirus, what is it? Should we be getting the measles vaccine booster? And FDA approves new treatment for strokes.

Following the devastating fires in California, I kept hearing story after story of Pacific Palisades residents having been dropped by their insurance company just a few months before the deadly fire. The same thing happened this past fall in Florida – Floridians couldn't afford their increased premiums, so when Hurricane Milton hit – they had no coverage. In fact, Florida insurance rates have gotten so high that people are beginning to leave the state - insurance premiums, in some cases, surpassing their mortgage payments. Insurance companies also get away with underpaying or slow-paying the insured… leaving people helpless and hopeless.Thankfully, there are people out there like my next guest, Chip Merlin, Founder and President of the Merlin Law Group. Chip has dedicated his practice to representing and advocating for the insured in disputes with their insurance companies nationwide.Chip has been called the “Babe Ruth of Hurricane lawyers” and “Master of Disaster” for his nationwide catastrophe work in helping policyholders after Hurricane Katrina. The Florida Association of Public Adjusters awarded him a Lifetime Achievement Award for his advocacy on behalf of policyholders. He is on the Board of Directors of United Policyholders, has been a guest commentator on CNN and Fox News, and is also past Chair of the Insurance Bad Faith Litigation Group of the American Association of Justice. In this episode, Chip and I discuss the state of the insurance crisis in the US, from California to Florida to NY, and what we, the insured, can do to protect ourselves from insurance companies' malfeasance, and what our state governments should do to protect the insured over the insurers.   To protect your property and your family, this is an episode you will not want to miss. If you enjoy the show, please rate and review. Be sure to follow us on Instagram @TheInterviewWithLeslie. A new podcast is released every Wednesday.

Terri Bromberg lost her home of 20 years in the Los Angeles fires. Rather than rebuild, the artist and professor chose to sell and move elsewhere. Prospective buyers put in bids without being able to see the plot of land in person. In this episode, Bromberg and her real estate agent tell us about the process of selling in the Pacific Palisades since the wildfires. Plus: China announces retaliatory tariffs on some U.S. agricultural products, Americans lose confidence in their financial futures, and why Tesla’s stock price has slumped.

Terri Bromberg lost her home of 20 years in the Los Angeles fires. Rather than rebuild, the artist and professor chose to sell and move elsewhere. Prospective buyers put in bids without being able to see the plot of land in person. In this episode, Bromberg and her real estate agent tell us about the process of selling in the Pacific Palisades since the wildfires. Plus: China announces retaliatory tariffs on some U.S. agricultural products, Americans lose confidence in their financial futures, and why Tesla’s stock price has slumped.

Hunter Biden sued Garrett Ziegler of Marco Polo for simply putting out a book on the infamous 'Biden Laptop.' Now, Hunter wants the very same lawsuit, that he bought, dismissed. Hunter says he is dead broke and doesn't have the money to continue with the suit, but we know that's not true. Hunter lives in Pacific Palisades, one of the most elite areas in America and now all of a sudden, he's broke? The request to drop the suit, comes at a very peculiar time, just when Hunter was about to be deposed. Guest: Garrett Ziegler - Founder, Marco Polo 501c3https://www.marcopolo501c3.org/Sponsor:My PillowWww.MyPillow.com/johnPromo code 'John' at checkout gets you max discount and savings on all my pillow products!See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Woman strips completely naked, curses at crew; here's what happened on a recent Phoenix bound flight Guest: Dean Sharp, the House Whisperer gives tips on where to get the most space for the least amount of money. //  Christina Ricci gets a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame/ Rams Quarterback Matthew Stafford provides new uniforms for players at Altadena school/ Weather recap in Southern California/ Grapevine weather conditions are being monitored by CHP to ensure the safety as driving conditions are difficult/ Plans to turn burned down Pacific Palisades gas station into apartment building raises concerns. 

January 2025 will forever be etched in the memories of Los Angeles residents due to the devastating fires that swept through Palisades and Eaton. These tragic events not only caused significant loss of life and property but also highlighted the vulnerability of urban areas to wildfires in an era of changing climate.The dawn of 2025 was marred by a series of devastating wildfires that swept through Los Angeles, leaving a trail of destruction and despair. The Palisades and Eaton fires, which ignited in early January, wreaked havoc on the communities and landscapes of Southern California, marking a tragic chapter in the region's history.It started in the rugged terrain of the Santa Monica Mountains, spurred by dry conditions and unseasonably high winds. Within hours, the fire had spread uncontrollably, engulfing neighborhoods and forcing thousands to evacuate.The fires left a lasting scar on the environment, with vast areas of greenery reduced to ash. The loss of vegetation increased the risk of landslides and erosion, posing further threats to the affected areas. Wildlife habitats were destroyed, displacing countless animals and disrupting local ecosystems. The environmental impact of the Palisades fire was severe.  You will find the full transcript behind the show notes: https://interspanish.buzzsprout.comYou can reach me at: InterSpanishPodcast@gmail.comYouTube:https://www.youtube.com/@interspanishpodcastFacebook Page:https://www.facebook.com/interspanishPodcastFacebook Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/319567492909061/

0:00 - Trump's First Cabinet Meeting 14:00 - the plight of terminated IRS probationary employee Jason Charles 30:52 - Jake Tapper's new book 44:21 - Acton Institute affiliate scholar, the vice president of Academic Affairs at The Fund for American Studies, and professor of economics at The Institute of World Politics, Anne Bradley, on the The Tattered History of Tariffs 01:03:06 - Founder and President of the Brownstone Institute and the author of Liberty or Lockdown, Jeffrey Tucker: America’s Future Depends on DOGE. Follow Jeffrey on X @jeffreyatucker 01:26:38 - RIP Gene Hackman 01:45:05 - Breitbart News Senior Editor-at-Large and author of The Agenda: What Trump Should Do in His First 100 Days, Joel Pollak, shares what he has in common with JB Pritzker and updates the Pacific Palisades cleanup effort. Follow Joel on X @joelpollak 01:55:25 - John Stossel, host and creator of Stossel TV, wants to know What’s on Your Plate? John releases a new video every Tuesday at JohnStossel.com 02:08:51 - Aussie couple flies to Venice next to dead, fat ladySee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Fitness trainer and media personality Jillian Michaels joins Adam in the studio for a conversation on red-pilling, real COVID misinformation, and the chaos surrounding the Los Angeles wildfires—and a missing drill. Later, Jason "Mayhem" Miller jumps in as they break down the latest headlines: Mayor Karen Bass ousts LA Fire Chief Kristin Crowley, a woman accused of killing a SoCal fire captain's wife had a dark past, and burned-out Pacific Palisades properties are hitting the market for nearly $4 million. Get it on. For more with Jillian Michaels: PODCAST” KEEPING IT REAL with JILLIAN MICHAELS JILLIAN MICHAELS - THE FITNESS APP WEBSITE: www.jillianmichaels.com INSTAGRAM: @jillianmichaels TWITTER: @JillianMichaels Thank you for supporting our sponsors: Homechef.com/ADAM oreillyauto.com/ADAM homes.com Listen now to the Up First podcast from NPR. simplisafe.com/ADAM

GOOD EVENING: The show begins in LA where the mayor has fired the fire chief for cause following the massive fires in Pacific Palisades and Eaton Canyon.. 1904 LA CBS EYE ON THE WORLD WITH JOHN BATCHELOR FIRST HOUR * 9:00-9:15: PACIFICWATCH: MAYOR BASS FIRES LAFD CHIEF CROWLEY   Guest: @JCBliss * 9:15-9:30: LANCASTER REPORT: DC BLUES   Guest: Jim McTague, Former Washington Editor, Barrons (@McTagueJ)   Author of "The Martin and Twyla Boundary Series" * 9:30-9:45: SMALLBUSINESSAMERICA   Guest: @GeneMarks (@Guardian @PhillyInquirer) * 9:45-10:00: SMALLBUSINESSAMERICA   Guest: @GeneMarks (@Guardian @PhillyInquirer) SECOND HOUR * 10:00-10:15: KEYSTONEREPORT: DAY THE MUSIC DIED   Guest: Salena Zito (Middle of Somewhere, @DCExaminer, Pittsburgh Post-Gazette, New York Post) * 10:15-10:30: START: DE-NUKING   Guest: Henry Sokolski, NPEC * 10:30-10:45: SPACEX: LANDING A BOOSTER IN THE BAHAMAS   Guest: Bob Zimmerman (BehindTheBlack.com) * 10:45-11:00: NEO: 2024 YR4   Guest: Bob Zimmerman (BehindTheBlack.com) THIRD HOUR Book Discussion: "Embers of the Hands: Hidden Histories of the Viking Age" by Eleanor Rosamund Barraclough * 11:00-11:15: Part 5/8 * 11:15-11:30: Part 6/8 * 11:30-11:45: Part 7/8 * 11:45-12:00: Part 8/8 FOURTH HOUR * 12:00-12:15: MRMARKET: DOGE REBATE AND THE DEBT   Guest: Veronique de Rugy, Mercatus * 12:15-12:30: ITALY: MT ETNA ERUPTION DRAWING HIKERS TO THE PERIL   Guest: Lorenzo Fiori * 12:30-12:45: HOTEL MARS: ASTEROID BENNU COLLISION WITH EARTH 2187?   Guest: Harold Connolly, JPL * 12:45-1:00 AM: HOTEL MARS: THE DISCOVERIES   Guests: Harold Connolly (JPL), David Livingston (SpaceShow.com)

PREVIEW: Colleague Jeff Bliss outlines what might have helped in the early days of the Pacific Palisades and Eaton Canyon fires, but explains that lack of leadership was a major problem. More later. 1940 LA

Dave Rubin of “The Rubin Report” talks to CIA Covert Operations Officer, Mike Baker, and the best-selling author of Up In The Air, Walter Kirn about Rick Caruso telling Joe Rogan the shockingly long list of catastrophic failures by California leaders like Gavin Newsom and Karen Bass concerning the LAFD budget cuts, empty reservoirs and more that helped make the recent LA wildfires one of the most damaging California fires in history; Gavin Newsom admitting to CNN's Pamela Brown how the Pacific Palisades will not be allowed to rebuild in the same way and will have to center rebuilding around combatting climate change; JK Rowling reminding the left and Democrats how they helped give Trump a major win on protecting women's sports from trans athletes by passing the Protection of Women and Girls in Sports Act; White House Press Secretary Karoline Leavitt explaining to Sage Steele how President Trump plans to make sure that his executive order on protecting women's sports can't simply be reversed by another president; Donald Trump calling out reporters from POLITICO to their faces after the DOGE exposed how much money USAID was funneling to them; Bret Weinstein telling Joe Rogan how he looks at Bernie Sanders and Elizabeth Warren in a much different way now; and much more. WATCH the MEMBER-EXCLUSIVE segment of the show here: https://rubinreport.locals.com/ Check out the NEW RUBIN REPORT MERCH here: https://daverubin.store/ ---------- Today's Sponsors: Lean - A powerful weight loss supplement with remarkable results to help lower blood sugar, burn fat by converting it into energy, and curb your appetite. Rubin Report viewers get 20% off plus free rush shipping Go to: https://TakeLean.com and enter promo code DAVE20 for your discount Wrinkle Filler - Take years, or even decades off your appearance in under 2-minutes. Watch Dr. Layke's step-by-step video free and uninterrupted. Go to: https://BHMD1.com/Rubin 1775 Coffee - 1775 Coffee isn't just coffee—it's brain fuel for patriots. Handpicked Bolivian beans, roasted in the USA, delivering pure, single-origin brilliance without a hint of deceit. The best part? Every dollar you spend enters you to win a blacked-out 2024 Tesla Cybertruck plus $30,000 cash! Rubin Report viewers get 15% off their order. Go to: https://1775coffee.com/RUBIN and use code RUBIN Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Friend of the show Lizzie Collins joins Heather to talk about the harrowing experience of losing her home in the Pacific Palisades fire and what the immediate aftermath has been like in recent weeks.

Today we’re handing the mic over to the team behind “Burning Questions” from Marketplace’s climate solutions podcast “How We Survive” as they survey the devastation on the ground in the Pacific Palisades, and dig into the homeowners insurance crisis. Since the Los Angeles fires broke out, thousands have lost their homes and current estimates say insured losses may exceed $30 billion. The disaster has raised existential questions about the future of the insurance industry and its potential impact on the housing market. Host Amy Scott talks with Carolyn Kousky from the Environmental Defense Fund to find answers.

This is the Tom Green documentary on Prime, Randy Quaid's coherent arguments, Pee-Wee Herman comes out in death, Cyrus family drama, Jewell apologizes, LMFAO snubbed, and an entitled woman checks all the boxes on a Cop Cam. Eli Zaret will join us tomorrow after Super Bowl LIX is set. Dave Landau will show up tomorrow in-studio as well. TV: This is The Tom Green Documentary is out on Prime and is worth the watch. A Real Pain is worth watching on Hulu. A Different Man is a reverse Elephant Man available on Max. Jack Doherty is the worst. Randy Quaid has been the victim of a coordinated attack by Hollywood and the police. Marilyn Manson will NOT be charged for all that crazy sexual nonsense. He is very ugly. Paul Reubens was gay. Pee-Wee came out in a documentary that was filmed right before he died. Get yourself some relief with Livewell Robotic Therapy. Ace Frehley is bragging about his car collection. Jewel is SO sorry for upsetting her fans by playing RFK Jr.'s Make America Healthy Again ball. Pete Hegseth confirmed and sworn in as Secretary of Defense. Jamie Foxx vs white women. Braison Cyrus comes out of nowhere to beef with brother Trace. Trace is annoying. Jim somehow left LMFAO off his Nepo-Baby List. Sports: The NFL fined JaMo $25k for humping the endzone. Kelvin Sheppard is the new Lions DC. The Las Vegas Raiders hire Pete Carroll. Jabrill Peppers acquitted of assault, but guilty of being jealous of JuJu Smith-Schuster. Lizzo wants you to look at her, but not be mean. North West has Kanye's genes, not Kim's. No more transportation for Pax Jolie-Not Pitt. Someone outed adult film actress Tasha Paige getting an abortion. A mother dragged her son out of the Bonnie Blue orgy line. It was all caught on tape. Are Bill Burr & Billy Corgan brothers or what? The Lambrini Girls are making waves. Drew found the best (or worst) cop cam of all time. More Sports: Detroit Lion CB Terrion Arnold fell down his stairs. An 11-year-old pulled a lucky Paul Skenes card and the kid is turning down every offer from the Pittsburgh Pirates, Skenes and Olivia Dunne. Wildfires: Donald Trump and Karen Bass encountered each other. Spencer Pratt is suing the city. The Pacific Palisades may never be rebuilt. The border is manned with Marines. Stephen A. Smith popped off on Bill Maher. The CIA believes COVID was from a lab leak. SNL had a big night with Timothée Chalamet. Lin-Manuel Miranda made a cameo. Every SNL is on Peacock now. Visit our presenting sponsor Hall Financial – Michigan's highest rated mortgage company. If you'd like to help support the show… consider subscribing to our YouTube Channel, Facebook, Instagram and Twitter (The Drew Lane Show, Marc Fellhauer, Trudi Daniels, Jim Bentley and BranDon).

To unlock Politicology+ visit politicology.com/plus This week, we discuss the devastating wild fires in California and the political earthquake that's coming. Then, we talk about the paradox of America's dysfunction at home and unparalleled power on the global stage. Finally, we head to Politicology+ where we discuss the TikTok ban set to go into effect and the “refugees” flocking to other China controlled apps.  Joining Ron Steslow on this week's panel:  Hagar Chemali (Fmr. spokesperson for the U.S. Mission to the UN) Mike Madrid (Lincoln Project cofounder, author of The Latino Century) Segments this week: (02:04) The Wild Fires (32:02) Dysfunction at home and power abroad Not yet a Politicology+ member? Don't miss all the extra episodes on the private, ad-free version of this podcast. Upgrade now at politicology.com/plus. Send your questions and thoughts to podcast@politicology.com or leave a voicemail at ‪(202) 455-4558‬ Follow this week's panel on X (formerly Twitter): https://twitter.com/RonSteslow https://x.com/HagarChemali https://x.com/madrid_mike Related reading: Segment 1:  NBC News - Reservoir in Pacific Palisades was out of commission when fire started NYT - Newsom Suspends State Environmental Rules for Rebuilding After Fires - The New York Times Cato - California Insurance Market: Another Victim of the War on Prices | Cato at Liberty Blog Los Angeles Daily News -Misinformation about California fires is spreading like, well, wildfire – Daily News Segment 2:  Foreign Affairs - The Strange Triumph of a Broken America  Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Comedian Juston McKinney visits ACS for the first time and they open by talking about Juston's 7 years as a cop in rural Maine, including commandeering a snowmobile, and the dysfunctional childhood that inspired his TED Talk. They also discuss Adam's attempt to check in on his Malibu condo, crashing in Dr. Drew's pool house, and a California congresswoman's conspiracy theory about the Altadena fire. Next, Jason “Mayhem” Miller reads the news including stories about how California eco-bureaucrats halted a Pacific Palisades fire safety project to save an endangered shrub, LA Times owner saying that endorsing Karen Bass was a mistake, data showing LA Fire Department among the most understaffed in America, and Israel and Hamas agreeing to hostage release, Gaza cease-fire deal after 15 months of war. Then, author Brad Meltzer returns to the show to talk about his new book, “The JFK Conspiracy: The Secret Plot to Kill Kennedy”. They also discuss how America's greatest threat has changed through the years, JFK's World War 2 heroism, the two types of presidential assassins, why it's impossible to predict the next terrorist plot, and giving the commencement speech at his alma mater. For more with Juston McKinney: TED TALK: A Comedian's Guide to Surviving a Dysfunctional Childhood SPECIAL: On The Brightside - Available on YouTube WEBSITE: justonmckinney.com LIVE DATES: February 8th - City Theater - Biddeford, Maine Feb. 14th - Marilyn Rodman Performing Arts Center - Foxboro, MA March 6th - The Vogel at Count Basie Center for the Arts - Red Bank, NJ March 12 & 13 - Off The Hook Comedy Club - Naples, FL For more with Brad Meltzer: WEBSITE: Brad Meltzer .com BOOK: “The JFK Conspiracy: The Secret Plot to Kill Kennedy - and Why It Failed” - available now wherever you find books Thank you for supporting our sponsors: https://www.adameve.com/ace http://Homes.com Shopify.com/carolla

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Adam is joined by the host of “The SDR Show”, Ralph Sutton, and his new co-host, comedian Dov Davidoff. They open by talking about what Dov has been up to since Adam last saw him in 2014. They also discuss the latest California wildfires, the power lines that cause them, and California's never ending high-speed rail plan. Next, Dov recounts growing up on his father's New Jersey junkyard and his mother's tendency to overshare, and they discuss their various strategies of “time lying” to people. Then, Jason “Mayhem” Miller joins to read the news including stories about a teacher allegedly paying her underage students in cash or giving them alcohol & drugs in exchange for sex, Donald Trump trolling Justin Trudeau by suggesting the U.S. and Canada should merge, and Bill Maher calling actor Jon Cryer "crazy woke" after he refused to judge the strict dress code for women in the Islamic religion. For more with Ralph Sutton: PODCAST: The SDR Show on GasDigital TWITTER/X: @iamralphsutton INSTAGRAM: @iamralphsutton For more with Dov Davidoff: PODCAST: The SDR Show on GasDigital TWITTER/X: @dovdavidoff INSTAGRAM: @dovdavidoff Thank you for supporting our sponsors: hexclad.com/Adam ​​HomeChef.com/ADAM RuffGreens.com, use code: Adam http://Homes.com