Podcasts about Panic

In this episode of Killers, Cults & Queens, Nikki and Cheryl interview Stephen Volk, creator of the groundbreaking horror special Ghostwatch. Together they unpack how the show became one of the most influential and controversial moments in British television history.Stephen discusses the evolution of Ghostwatch, how a female-led production shaped its unique tone, and why so many viewers believed the broadcast was real. The conversation also covers the enduring legacy of the show, the shift in media culture with the rise of social media and fake news, and how personal paranormal experiences influence our understanding of the supernatural.We also chat about Stephen's wider career — including his work on Afterlife — and his upcoming book The Confirmed Bachelors.A must-listen for fans of horror TV, paranormal investigations, ghost stories, and behind-the-scenes storytelling.

Panic, Pioneers, and the Moral Choice at the Border Picnic. Matthew Longo recounts that by August 19, 1989, hundreds of thousands of East German refugees were camped near Sopron, terrified of Stasi informers. Nemeth's government used the chaotic Picnic as a test for Soviet intervention. When a mass bolted across the border, mistaking champagne pops for gunfire, Hungarian guards made the tremendous moral choice not to shoot, allowing a bloodless breakthrough to freedom. Guest: Matthew Longo.

The Time Riders: Part 8 A Date With Death. Based on a post by BiscuitHammer, in 16 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. Into the pit. Domitia was brought through the streets, which were lined with huge crowds watching her somberly. She was attended by at least twenty soldiers, who walked in silence around her. Accompanying them were her former sister Vestals and the Pontifex Maximus, one of the greatest priests in Rome and head of the state religion. It was he who ultimately was in charge of the Virgins, both choosing them and stripping them of their office if the need arose. He walked ahead of her, his face grave. Domitia wore a simple white tunic now, but all other signs of her former life were gone. Her magnificent braids were undone, and her brown hair hung down her back shamefully. The colors she'd been allowed to wear were missing. In times past, disgraced Virgins had been excoriated, possibly just beaten with a rod, but now, in the height of mighty Rome's power, the punishment was death, for endangering the city. But no one was insane enough to spill the blood of a Vestal Virgin, disgraced or not, so her execution was not so direct. She would be sent underground into a small chamber, with a stock of food and supplies, and locked in there until she starved to death, or succumbed to sickness. They weren't killing her, per se; she was merely shunned until she died. Such was the way of Imperial Rome. Her condemnation and pronouncement of her fate had already been declared, at the beginning of this long walk, meant to be a show of penitence before the face of all Rome. And as humiliated and crushed as she was, her foremost thought was about Bonosus, and his magnificent cock. Even now, being led through the streets, her cunt was wet and ached to feel him buried inside her. Before she knew it, they had arrived at their destination, a small area in the north of the city, with a plot dug into the ground. Stopping at its edge, she looked down inside; the walls were lined with wood, probably to prevent a collapse, and there seemed to be a small stool and a cot within. She heard hysterical sobbing from nearby, and turned her head to see her mother, her birth mother, Pompeneia, weeping from behind the barricade of guards and calling out to her. Domitia's heart ached for a moment, but then she turned her gaze back to the den prepared for her. Her fate was sealed. She glanced over to look at her sister Vestals, but they refused to look at her, staring ahead resolutely. She could see tears in dear Silla's eyes, though; she had hurt the Sisterhood badly, and this was how she was to pay for it. So be it. With all the dignity she could muster, Domitia swallowed her fear and stepped forward, turning and climbing down the ladder, descending roughly ten feet until she reached the earthen floor. There were small candles burning on some stone surfaces, allowing for dim light. She looked upward, and the last thing she saw was the face of the Pontifex Maximus looking down at her, his expression unreadable, before a heavy door was slammed down and locked, cutting off all light and all sound from above. She shuddered at the sound, her stomach twisting in knots. She knew that there was no way out. The door would be weighted, and guards set outside for weeks, to prevent anyone from trying to rescue her. Despite her fear, she looked around, noting the small amount of food supplies left for her, and a small, narrow hole dug in one corner where she was to relieve herself. It wouldn't do to have a Vestal Virgin stinking of shit, even a disgraced one, and even in death. The silence was almost terrifying. She slumped into the small chair left for her, shivering and biting her lip as she felt that her cunt was still wet, the sticky lips parting slightly as she spread her legs. Thoughts of Bonosus returned to her, and she couldn't help but reach down beneath her tunic and begin rubbing her fingers over herself. The fear she felt melted away as she tickled her throbbing clit and teased her warm nether lips. Domitia closed her eyes and sighed in pleasure. If she was to die in this hateful place, it would be while cumming, thinking of that magnificent cock, spurting inside her one last time; The wall opposite her creaked and opened, the stout wooden boards pulling away. Domitia almost yelped in shock, but she didn't stop playing with herself. She stared in astonishment as a tall blonde woman came inside, carrying a torch. Following her was Nanu, a slave-girl that Domitia would have sworn belonged to her parents. "Well, hello, Domitia," the blonde woman said, smiling at her. "I'm Lady Aurora Horatia, Bonosus' mistress. Are you ready to get out of here?" Domitia nodded, but then paused, reconsidering as her fingers plunged in and out of her molten cunt. "Can you; give me just a moment here?" the former Virgin asked sheepishly. Into the Arena. Mark winced and squinted as the great gate opened, allowing light to flood into the dark tunnel. The grinding and heaving of the gears that moved the iron-reinforced barriers echoed loudly, and his heart pounded in anxiety. He was almost hyperventilating, and he could feel the blood racing through his veins. Maybe taking the adrenalin tab he'd finally found stashed behind a loose brick wasn't such a good idea. And no instructions, either. He reminded himself to punch himself in the face when he saw himself again. Hey, at least he knew he survived. He felt himself shoved roughly out into the arena, looking around in bewilderment as tens of thousands of people all shouted and jeered at him. Part of the huge stadium was cast into shadow because of the giant canvas awning that covered a full third of its seating and the arena in the center. He thought it was called the Velarium, but he wasn't sure. The roaring noise of the crowds hurt his ears, and he felt dizzy. The tab's effects apparently hadn't evened out in him yet. Maybe he should have taken it earlier? Wearing his itchy burlap loincloth, a rope belt, sandals and nothing else, Mark wandered slowly toward the center of the sandy field, his cudgel in hand. The echoing sounds of the crowd were maddening, and he felt almost dizzy. What was the purpose of this damn tab, anyway? Guards approached him. His urge was to run, but where would he go? Trembling, he stood his ground and waited for them. One of them grabbed him roughly and spun him about to face something, shoving him to one knee. Mark gasped, but then looked up and paused. On the other side of the giant stadium, sitting in a shaded box, was a man wearing purple, surrounded by guards and other dignitaries. It had to be the Emperor. The most powerful man in the world. If only he knew which one it was. Maybe he could've gotten an autograph. He chuckled bitterly at his joke, but the guard holding him told him to shut up and slapped him across the back of the head. Mark's eyes snapped open and fury flared through him. He surged to his feet and his shoulder-block knocked the guard backwards, to the astonishment of the audience. The guard and another one nearby drew their weapons and were about to kill him, when trumpets blared from all around the perimeter of the Colosseum. Mark looked around warily, seeing the reaction of the crowds as the two guards withdrew. Drums sounded out now, and more trumpets. He looked over at the emperor, his eyes going wide as he noticed a familiar, stunning blonde woman in a seat next to him and watching Mark with a smirk. Kneeling beside her was Nanu. "Jesus, Becky, there's a million people in Rome; how many did you fuck?" he muttered, scowling. He heard the gates clanking open again and spun to face them, his heart racing again. From the dark tunnel strode a stout, bald man wearing leather armour on his shoulder and a metal-studded skirt, carrying a shield and wielding a small axe. "What is this, fetish night at the Colosseum?" Mark complained loudly as the man began to run toward him. Mark braced himself, watching warily. His earlier anxiety was being replaced by anger, and a desire to either flee or fight. He'd just trust to his adrenalin and hope that his future self knew what the Hell he was doing. The gladiator ran up and swung at Mark, who ducked and came up behind his foe. Before the man could turn, Mark struck him across the back of the head with his cudgel. The man crashed to the ground face-first. The crowd was yelling in outrage and astonishment. Apparently, that wasn't supposed to happen. The man showed no signs of rising, merely stirring feebly and groaning, a huge goose egg rising on the back of his head. Hastily, Mark leaned down and pulled the round wooden shield off the man's arm and pried the axe from his grip. He stood up, trying to control his breathing. His heart felt like it would burst out of his chest. He looked around, making sure no one was approaching him from any other direction, but nobody seemed to be forthcoming. Where was his next foe? It dawned on him that he hadn't been expected to last beyond this first fight. They were probably scrambling to figure out what to do next. Doubtless they'd be finding another gladiator to throw at him. He chanced a glance up at Becky, but she sat still, simply watching him. He didn't blame her; she was supposed to have turned on him, after all. He did notice that she was keeping one leg crossed over the other and bouncing her thighs subtly. Maybe the hormones weren't completely out of her system yet. Or it could have just been normal horny Becky. Who knew at this point? A few seconds later, the gates on another section of the concave wall that surrounded him opened slowly, and out strode a tall man, wearing only a loincloth like himself and greaves, but carrying a weighted net in one hand, and a trident in the other. "Trident!" Mark exclaimed to himself, remembering. "That's what those fucking things are called! Now I can; Hey!" Mark had gotten distracted and only barely jumped out of the way of the retiarius, who thrust his trident, trying to skewer his foe. Mark angrily struck at the man's head with his axe, but he raised the haft of the weapon to block and Mark's axe broke on it. The crowd cheered wildly as it saw what happened. Mark stared dumbly at the splintered handle of his weapon, the iron head missing entirely, having spun off to land in the dust several inconvenient feet away. "What the shit?" Mark shouted angrily as he dodged another attack, keeping his shield between himself and his enemy. The trident's tines glanced off the face of his shield, coming perilously close to ripping open his side. "You mean I can't kill anyone? I'm timelocked from killing someone, even if they're trying to kill me?" He dodged again and scrambled for his cudgel, lying next to the first man he'd knocked unconscious. The man he was fighting was quick, though, and lunged in, jamming his weapon forward and trying to impale Mark through his stomach with it. Mark blocked with the shield, shuddering in panic as he felt the tines burst through the wood and punch out the back side, dangerously close to his belly. But the trident was caught now, and now the two men wrestled back and forth desperately, with the retiarius trying to free his weapon and Mark doing everything he could to prevent that exact thing. Suddenly he realized that he was doing exactly the wrong thing, and simply let go of his shield. The gladiator now held his trident awkwardly, weighed down as it was by the shield embedded on it, and with no safe recourse to get it back. He flailed at Mark with the weighted edges of his net, threatening to break smaller bones if he got in too close. Mark dashed for the cudgel again, and this time his opponent couldn't quickly follow him. Mark picked it up and tried putting the man on the defensive, skirting around him, looking for an opening to strike. The man glared at him balefully, swinging the net if Mark got too close. He's not armored and he can't use his weapon; Mark reminded himself. He flung his cudgel at the gladiator's face and surged in while the man was trying to block the unexpected projectile. His trident was weighted down with Mark's shield, so he was using the net frantically to avoid being struck. Mark plowed into the man and took him down to the ground, using his advantage in height and weight. His foe wheezed as he landed hard on his back, beginning to thrash as Mark straddled his chest and pummeled at him. A lucky punch got through and Mark snapped his foe's head to the side with a right across the jaw. He went to sleep. The crowds were shouting again angrily as Mark stood, recovering his stupid club and taking the man's net, since the shield was wrecked, and the trident was no use since he apparently wasn't allowed to kill anyone. How did time lock know, anyway? He bent over, trying to control his breathing and his pulse. His head was spinning again from the anxiety. What the Hell was his future self thinking, leaving that damn tab to use? What sort of advantage and futuristic superpower was panic? You're pumping adrenalin; it makes runners faster, it makes them run longer; it makes people stronger in a crisis; He opened his eyes and stood, turning around and looking at the thousands upon thousands of people who hated him. Fuck those people. He turned and looked at the emperor and held the weighted net in the air, scowling at the sovereign. "That all you got, asshole?" he shouted, feeling himself get angrier and more aggressive with every moment. Becky could barely hear what Mark was yelling over the noise of the crowds, but she shifted somewhat uncomfortably when she felt the mood of the man next to her darken. "So that's how he wants to play it, hmm?" muttered the emperor, resting his cheek against his hand. "Uppity thing, this boy of yours, Lady Horatia." "Oh, he is no longer mine, great emperor; this behavior, reprehensible as it might be, is unknown to me. Please dispose of the upstart as you see fit," Becky replied, knowing better than to be perceived as defending Mark. "You can count on that, my lady;” he replied, nodding absently as he made some vague motion to a signaler. "If you will excuse me, sire, I must depart for a moment," Becky said, trying to not sound urgent. The emperor looked at her quizzically for a moment: "You would miss his doom?" She made a show of blushing: "His life and death mean nothing to me now, but all this excitement has undone me, sire. I must go and relieve myself, because it wouldn't do to piss myself in your presence." "Very well, then," he said, nodding. "But try to be back soon." Becky stood and bowed before exiting the emperor's spectator box, taking Nanu with her, pulling her along by the wrist. "My lady, is now a good time to see to such functions?" asked the Egyptian girl as she followed the blonde woman. "Is Bonosus not in great danger? I thought you meant to rescue him." "I can't rescue him sitting next to that pompous ass, now can I?" Becky hissed as she strode down one of the hallways. "And keep your voice down; I don't want people to know what we're doing." "Sorry, mistress," Nanu replied, blushing. She allowed herself to be dragged along for several seconds before asking her next question. "What are we doing, exactly?" "You'll see soon enough," Becky said grimly, her blue eyes flashing as she pushed through the throngs of people in the hallways that ran around the length of the Colosseum. "I hope you wore your cock-sucking lips today;” The huge man lumbered towards Mark; he was well over half a foot taller than Mark, and a whole lot heavier. Beneath his layer of fat, he was obviously muscular and very strong. He carried a shield in one hand, a wicked sword in the other. His loincloth was made of tough leather, covered in metal studs. His wide belt was also braced with metal. His right arm was protected from shoulder to wrist by a cauldron and gleaming steel plates. On his head was an intimidating helmet, the face mask looking like something out of "Mad Max: Fury Road," with a peaked top that sported what looked like a curved metal blade or sail. It looked like he was wearing a can opener on his head. "Fuck;” Mark whined to himself as he stood his ground, trying to figure out how he was going to keep from getting killed. He held his cudgel and his net, trying to look threatening, but the gorilla coming at him didn't seem to care. He jumped out of the way as the Samnite slashed with his sword. He tried to move in, but was sent flying backwards when the gladiator suddenly slammed the front of his shield into him. Landing on his back, Mark only had a split second to roll out of the way as the point of his foe's sword drove down into the dirt where'd he'd only just been. He kicked at the man's leg, but it held, and he scrambled away, looking to put some distance between them. "Hey, Jason Voorhies!" he called out, waving his club in the air. "Over here, candy-ass!" The gladiator turned his head to look at him while trying to wrench his blade from the hard-packed earth. He finally did so and stood upright, rolling his shoulders and striding forward again. He slashed with his blade, but Mark dodged once again and then threw his net over his foe. The Samnite got caught in it, but didn't go down, trying angrily to remove it. Mark jumped on his back and began hammering away with his stupid little club. The giant staggered about, flailing wildly to dislodge his smaller foe. The jeering from the crowd was punctuated with increasing amounts of laughter at this ridiculous spectacle. Mark hung on for dear life with one arm wrapped around the man, his other hand whacking away at the foe's helmet. But his own net was preventing the blows from being fully effective, despite the metallic ringing of his strikes. Unable to reach the pest on his back or use his weapons, the huge man simply fell backwards, hoping to crush Mark. It wasn't graceful, and it wasn't pretty, but it did stun Mark long enough to stop him from hitting his foe with his cudgel. "Oh fuck;” Mark wheezed as the Samnite rolled off him and struggled to get up while removing the netting. Mark slowly crawled away, shaking his head to stop the world from spinning. The jellied tissue that was once his lungs was on fire, and strained to get oxygen circulating through him. He heard his foe growl in frustration, and then he felt himself getting grabbed by the scruff of the neck and the back of his loincloth before being hauled completely off the ground; The crowd went wild as the gladiator threw Bonosus bodily to the ground, as if trying to crush his bones with the impact. He picked him up again and dashed him to the hard-packed earth, having given up on removing the net. Mark protected himself from the slams as best he could, but it wasn't helping much, given the strength of the man who was mauling him. The fourth time getting slammed to the ground was about Mark's limit, and the world had become nonsense around him; everything sounded like it was being played in drunken slow motion. His vision swam, and he really just wanted to take a damn nap. He shook his head trying to clear it, remembering that Becky had bought him time, so he'd best not waste it getting rag-dolled by this shit stain. While the Samnite was reaching down for him, Mark managed to roll onto his back and kicked up, hard, between the gladiator's legs. His foot found the man's crotch, and while the force of the blow was lessened by the net's interference, his foe still groaned, and his knees bent. Mark kicked again, and then once more, having finally staggered his foe. The man sank to his knees, holding his crotch. Mark couldn't see his face, but he was obviously in a great deal of pain. Mark staggered to his feet, ignoring the crowd's jeers and screams, focusing only on his foe. The gladiator was now protecting his crotch with his hands, so Mark couldn't kick him there, so he slammed the bottom of his foot into the larger man's chest, knocking him on his back, where he lay moaning. Mark stamped on his crotch for good measure. "Stop, dammit!" wailed the man. "Quit kicking me in the cock!" "Fuck you!" Mark spat, scowling. His chest was on fire and his entire body throbbed in pain. "You were trying to kill me, fuckface! Why should I give a shit what you think?" "I'll stop, I'll stop!" the man pleaded, writhing under the net and totally at Mark's mercy. "Just don't wreck my cock, I was gonna fuck tonight!" "Yeah, right," Mark sneered. "Who were you gonna fuck?" Mark spun as he heard an ululating war cry, and his eyes widened as he saw a woman running toward him, carrying a whip in one hand and a sword in the other. Her spiked hair was wet with blue woad paste, and her eyes were mad with battle lust. "Her;” the Samnite indicated. Becky and Nanu were both on their knees, mouths bobbing back and forth on the cocks of the men they had leaning back against the wall, groaning and pumping their hips. Neither of the men could believe their luck; they thought this would be another boring day for measly pay. From up here, they couldn't even see the action down in the arena well. Sulus and Catullus, two former merchant marines, were charged with keeping the Velarium in place during the spectacles. Their extensive experience with canvas sails made them ideal for this tedious but essential work. At least, that's what they were told, despite the thirty asses a day they received proclaiming otherwise. So imagine their good fortune and delight when this patrician woman and her slave-girl happened to wander on up, espy the two men, and offer to suck their cocks, without even charging them anything! Talk about Saturnalia in Quintilis! Nanu moaned as she swirled her tongue around the head of the cock she was sucking on, holding it by the base of the shaft, her eyes closed. This seemed like an odd time to be doing something like this, but Lady Aurora had been quite firm that it was part of the plan. So be it. Besides, that strange little patch her new mistress had affixed to the skin under her arm was making her so horny right now. Kneeling beside the slave, Becky's free hand reached out and took hold of Nanu's, giving it a squeeze. They continued pushing their wet mouths along the lengths of the throbbing shafts, both girls getting wetter and more aroused with each passing moment. Nanu pulled her mouth off the cock for a moment, sucking in air and breathing heavily as she massaged it with her tiny hand. Her face was flushed as she looked over at her new mistress, her eyes glazed with desire. Becky nodded her assent. Nanu stood quickly and lifted the long trails of her garment, exposing her ass and cunt to the man she'd been servicing. She turned around and leaned back against him, squirming her ass against his cock, making him moan loudly. With great need, she grabbed hold of his tool and speared herself down on it, sighing loudly before beginning to wiggle back and forth on him, shivering as he slid in and out of her. Becky rose to her feet soon after, moving around to face Nanu and leaning forward, with her hands on the slave-girl's shoulders and looking into her eyes. The marine got behind Becky and gripped her hips, pushing inside her. Becky moaned into Nanu's mouth as she kissed her, their tongues tangling hungrily while their tits squirmed and rubbed together. The men held tight and fucked the two women as hard as they could, looking to cum as quickly as possible. Hips smacked against asses and moans grew louder. Becky and Nanu now panted through an open-mouthed kiss, their hands groping one another in need. The Egyptian girl pressed back as hard as she could on the cock she was impaled on, while Becky ground in eager circles, yearning for release. Seconds later they were wailing into one another's mouths, shuddering in ecstasy as the men groaned and began pumping cum inside their wanton pussies. Becky and Nanu were relentless, milking the men for all they were worth, until they slumped to the stone floor, almost insensate from the orgasms these strange women had given them. Straddling the marines now, and facing into one another, Becky and Nanu continued kissing and fondling, even as they moved slowly up and down on the rigid poles they'd been fucking. "Umm, mistress;” Nanu said dreamily, lost in Becky's blue eyes. "I know, my love," Becky murmured, giving Nanu many light kisses on the lips, as if she was unable to help herself. "But we must; smooch; get ready to; do our part; smooch; and rescue Mark;” Nanu pulled back from the kiss and looked up in confusion. "Mark?" "Bonosus," Becky corrected herself, waving it off. "I'll explain later. Now help me get ready;” The crowd was howling with laughter as Mark ran around the arena in a panic, chased by the gladiatrix, who cracked her whip at him, screeching for him to get his ass back there so she could kick it. Mark didn't need oppositional defiance disorder to ignore her demands. The tip of that whip was cracking awfully close behind him. The Samnite he'd downed earlier grunted and flopped down again as Mark stamped on his back while running over him. "Don't try to get up, asshole, you promised!" Mark shouted angrily. "If you do, I don't care if she's trying to kill me, I'll come over there and kick you in the balls so hard you'll be spitting them out!" "Okay! Okay!" the man shouted back, lying on his stomach and waiting. "But I hope she catches you and rips your skin off to wear as a cloak!" "Oh, go sit on a Doric column!" Mark grumbled, deking to the left to try to throw her off. At this point, the crowd was chanting something, what he could only Assume Was Her Name "Achilleia! Achilleia!" "What is that, Latin for Psycho Hose-Beast?" Mark complained loudly, noticing that he had not gained any ground on his foe. He only had the stupid cudgel, whereas she had a wicked sword and a goddam whip. He had the distinct impression he couldn't tire her; she had the look of a woman on a murder mission; her eyes were wild with bloodlust, the scream escaping her lips singing of his gory doom. "She's the greatest female gladiator in Rome!" called out the Samnite, still watching from his confines beneath the net. "She's been more than a match for many men who have fought her!" "Singing my praises doesn't get you more cunt than normal, Rullus!" Achilleia snapped, still chasing her quarry. Gods, this slave could run! Pity she had to kill him, he was well-built and had a great ass! She pressed harder, now swiping with her sword, since using her whip slowed her down some. Like most gladiators, she was wearing little armour, only leather greaves, a leather loincloth, an abbreviated leather cuirass that exposed her midriff but held her tits in place, and a leather cauldron and brace on one arm. A steel fillet around her forehead glittered with glass beads, off-setting her wild blue death-hawk hair. She whooped in triumph as the tip of her sword tore open the back of his loincloth and it fell away, leaving Mark completely exposed as he fled for his life. The crowd was laughing hysterically again. "Dammit, I hate freeballing when I'm running!" he shouted angrily, grimacing as his balls slapped around his thighs. "You have no idea how uncomfortable this is!" "Stop running then, coward!" Achilleia taunted, enjoying the view even as she tried to kill him. "I only offer the bliss of death! One red kiss of my blade across your throat, slave, and you; Off!" Done with running, Mark stopped very suddenly and braced himself, hunkering down so that Achilleia plowed into him, completely unprepared. She staggered backward and Mark whirled and grappled onto her, preventing her from using her weapons. The gladiatrix snarled and tried to knee him in the crotch, but he kept his legs judiciously in the way. They tottered and staggered about, vying for control, until they tripped over the Samnite, who was helpless to avoid them. "Oh Fuck!" he wheezed as they landed on him and then rolled off, still tussling. "Welcome to my world, dickface!" Mark shouted back at him, still wrestling with Achilleia, who meant to murder him repeatedly. Out of desperation, and with the effects of the tab still coursing through his blood, he picked her up bodily and threw her to the ground, her sword clattering away. He dropped to his knees instantly, smacking her in the face with his scrotum. "Teabag!" he shouted before whirling around and grappling onto her, trying to subdue her. He hated the thought of punching a woman, but she was trying to eviscerate him, so an exception might be in order. Achilleia was a veteran of the gladiator pits, however, and not so easily dealt with. She recovered and thrashed around, screeching and trying to claw her foe's eyes out. He swatted the whip from her hands before she could strike him with it. Mark found her increasingly difficult to manage, using his weight on top of her body to keep her in place. That plan went south, however, when she wrapped her legs around his waist and began rocking back and forth, until she was on top. They rolled around in the dust while the crowd went insane. Mark had her arms gripped tightly, out to the sides, which forced her body down closer to his. The wild look in her eyes chilled his blood, and she tried to bite his neck repeatedly, to tear his throat out. He countered frantically by using his head to shove hers away from his tender skin, and the result must have looked ridiculous, the two of them pushing and sparring with their heads. "Gurr, let; me; kill; you!" Achilleia hissed, struggling to maintain her balance over her stronger foe. "I'll make it quick, I promise!" "It'll feel good, I promise!" Mark sneered, butting the side of her head to knock it away. "Why would I make this easy for you?" "Gonna; rip you; a new;” Achilleia strained, pushing down harder. She then paused, her eyes going wide with shock. "What; gods, do you have a hard-on?" Mark used the momentary pause to roll her over, her arms pinned beside her head. Achilleia's eyes were still wide as she goggled up at him. Unfortunately, yes, he was hard again. Either he was developing some sort of danger fetish, or the hormones weren't quite as out of his system as he thought. They struggled and thrashed, with the look of shock on Achilleia's face becoming one of irritation, then a weird determination. She wasn't fighting about so much, and she seemed to be pushing with her hips, almost pumping with them. She glared and bit her lip. The roaring of the crowds was slowly abating as they watched the proceedings on the arena floor. What was happening? Seconds ago, the gladiatrix had been trying to kill the slave, now they were; what were they doing? Mark kept her pinned beneath him, and couldn't help but join her in squirming as they glared into one another's eyes. Achilleia was undulating her hips now, her upper body virtually motionless. Mark grimaced at the feel of the toughened leather around her middle grinding on his hard-on. "Dammit;” Achilleia growled. "Let go of my god-rotting hand so I can move my loincloth!" Mark took a chance and let go of one of her hands. It flashed down and pulled aside the leather garment before taking hold of his hard cock and guiding it to her entrance. Without another thought, Mark pushed down, deep inside her. Achilleia wailed loudly and wrapped her legs around his waist again, pulling him in deeper still. The entire Colosseum throng had gone silent as the spectators stared, stunned by what they were witnessing. All that could be heard, echoing through the giant stadium, was Achilleia's cries of pleasure. Was this really happening? "Achilleia? What the Hell?" the Samnite yelled in outrage, his girlfriend getting fucked by Rome's most hated slave mere feet away from him. "Shut up, Rullus, he's fucking huge!" Achilleia shouted back, pumping her hips wildly against Mark. The gladiator did as he was told and simply sulked, turning his head to look elsewhere. The emperor watched out stonily, not at all impressed with the turn of events his grand spectacle for the people had taken. He'd heard of the blasphemy this upstart slave had committed, and this was supposed to be a damnation of a great sin. Now it was another blasphemy. And where the Hell was Lady Aurora? He napped his fingers and one of his servants leaned in close, to see what his master wanted. "Have them all killed;” growled the emperor, determined to save face somehow. Mark thrust harder and harder, while Achilleia yelped and bucked beneath him, holding onto his back and with her legs still wrapped around his back. Nearby, Rullus was resting his helmeted head on his hand and rapping his fingers against the packed earth, trying to look bored. Not difficult for a man tangled inside a net. "Any time, you two;” he grumbled. "Oh, cram it, Linzer-head," Mark spat. "Say one more thing and I'll fuck her ass next!" "Oh!" Achilleia wailed, grinding and thrusting against Mark desperately. "I'm gonna; I ‘ Then she seized up and pushed up with all her strength, clenching her teeth so hard they might have cracked. As Rome watched on in stunned silence, the gladiatrix shrieked to the gods and came, hard. Mark shuddered and groaned, pumping profuse amounts of cum deep inside her clenching cunt. He thrust madly, emptying himself into her. Finally, they were both spent. Achilleia lay still beneath him, her chest rising and falling, skin glistening with sweat. Mark, exhausted, rested his forehead against her shoulder, too tired to defend himself if she tried to kill him now. Fortunately, his death was the farthest thing from her mind. Seconds of silence passed, before the thousands of spectators in the stands erupted into a wave of cheers and catcalls. Mark smiled and chuckled tiredly. "That can't be good;” he mused. "Nope," she agreed, sighing and biting on a knuckle as the last of the orgasm pulsed through her. "After that, they're certainly going to kill us. All of us. It doesn't matter; I would have died in the arena eventually. At least this way, I died with a cock in me and cumming hard." "Don't be so certain about that;” Mark replied, finally looking up and seeing all the gates opening and dozens of legionaries rushing toward them, spears at the ready. "Ah, I don't like this!" Nanu whined as she shimmied out along one of the corbels that held the vast awning in place. She held on like grim death as she edged forward, a small but sharp knife in one hand. "You can do it, my love," Becky said encouragingly, watching from their original position where they'd fucked the two marines. Both men were still snoozing, but she had tied their hands and feet for extra security. She would have done Nanu's job herself, but she was taller and heavier than the Egyptian girl, who stood a much better chance of succeeding than she did without snapping the braces or corbels. "Look straight ahead and ignore the sounds below." So of course, Nanu looked down. "He's fucking!" she hissed, her eyes narrowing. "He's fucking the gladiatrix that's supposed to be killing him! I may kill him! He doesn't need saving, I do!" "Nanu, focus!" Becky insisted. "Get to your position and await my signal." "Yes, mistress;” sighed the slave-girl sullenly. Once in position, Nanu held on tight, trying not to think about the dizzying heights she was suspended from. Everyone seemed like ants far below her. Except for Bonosus and his whore of a gladiator; she could see them very clearly, to the place where she could make out his throbbing cock as it thrust in and out of her unworthy cunt. He had a lot of explaining to do when this was over. The crowd was watching in stunned silence, unable to believe what they were seeing. But then Becky and Nanu heard the gladiatrix wailing as she came. Bonosus' groans of pleasure burned in Nanu's ears, while Becky just rolled her eyes, sighed and tapped her foot impatiently. Thunderous cheers erupted from the crowd; they'd come for blood and been rewarded with live pornography! Nanu was scowling still, when she noticed the gates opening and legionaries pouring out of them, converging on the five figures in the center of the arena. "Mistress;” Nanu said nervously, her anxiety for Bonosus' well-being overcoming her jealousy. "Now, Nanu!" Becky yelled, making sure her slave could hear her. She was already working frantically to cut through the thick ropes in one of the giant pulleys that moved the Velarium into position. Nanu, meanwhile, was sawing at the edge of the rope that held the corbel she was on in place. She gritted her teeth as she watched the steel knife bite through the thick fiber cable until finally it snapped free. The rope whipped about as it unraveled, causing a cascade of loosening canvas across the broad length of the famed awning. Becky, meanwhile, finished cutting through the rope in the giant pulley she'd selected, dodging hastily as it snapped and flailed about before spinning away. The giant canvas sheets comprising the Velarium buckled and gave way, while the corbels and rope masts retracted rapidly. "Mistress!" Nanu keened, holding on like grim death as the corbel she was on, no longer held in place by the giant ropes, snapped back toward the solid stone walls of the Colosseum. "Jump, Nanu!" Becky called out, standing on the edge of the wall and holding her arms out. "I'll catch you! Trust mistress!" Nanu squeezed her eyes shut and jumped; Becky wheezed as she caught the flying girl, tumbling to the floor with her and holding her tight. Nanu was shivering in her grasp, so Becky just held her for a few seconds and caressed her raven hair. The slave-girl looked up at her savior and nodded, so Becky stood them up, listening to the shrieks of panic as the Velarium floated down relentlessly. "Teamwork, Nanu!" she said excitedly as they stood. "Let's see what happens next!" In the Arena. Mark faced one direction warily, while Rullus and Achilleia stood behind him, squaring off against other legionaries who were closing in. The original gladiator and the retiarius were also conscious and now stood with them, brandishing what weapons they could. Mark felt silly sporting only his cudgel, but it seemed dumb to not let the gladiators have the weapons they were trained with. His cock was still hard, and leaking cum from the tip. He saw Achilleia slowly turning her head to look down at it longingly. "Eyes front, Achilleia!" he snapped, not in the mood to die. She returned to glaring balefully at the encroaching soldiers. There must have been a hundred of the legionaries. That was twenty-to-one odds. He decided to not mention that to his enemies-turned-allies, since he wasn't sure if they understood ratios in any event. If their math was as poor as their hygiene, why bother? "When I thought I'd die in the emperor's sight, this isn't how I pictured it," Rullus growled, brandishing his sword. "I hadn't envisioned dying for that cocksucker at all," Achilleia replied, spitting in contempt at the foes in front of her. "Damned if I'm gonna give him the satisfaction of a clean kill. People will remember this day, to his embarrassment!" The legionaries advanced, the circle tightening. They were protected by their large scutum body shields, and their spears pointed threateningly at the little rebel group. Mark wasn't sure what good he would do here, since he was armed with a club smaller than his dick, and he was the only untrained gladiator. But then he noticed rippling movement above, looked up and grinned. The velarium became dislodged from its moorings and like a vast sail or flag, began floating down over the stadium. People noticed, began screeching in panic, and stampeding. "Right on, Becks;” he said with satisfaction as his day began to look up. The emperor looked up, scowling as he saw the giant canvas sheet descending, fluttering menacingly as it enveloped the upper levels of seating. Panic ensued, with people scampering around pell-mell, trying to escape. "I really hate the gods;” he thought darkly as the canvas touched down around him and everything went to shit. Becky, standing on the edge of the wall and looking down over the chaos and mayhem she had caused, with tens of thousands thrown into panic, cackled gaily and clapped her hands before yanking down her top to expose her tits and holding her arms wide and yelling loudly across her kingdom of madness. "Are you not entertained?" she shouted, reveling in her triumph. God, she'd always wanted to use that line. "C'mon, c'mon, c'mon!" Mark shouted as he and his new allies raced down the hallway, shooing everyone in front of him. "Faster, if you wanna live!" The legionaries had forgotten all about the little group of rebels once the madness ensued, racing toward the emperor to rescue him. Mark used the opportunity to escape, bringing his former foes with him. He wasn't terribly interested in seeing them die, and they might prove very useful in getting out of here in one piece. Rullus had led them through a small, little-known door in the wall of the arena, one used generally only by pit masters to monitor the proceedings. His titan frame barely fit in it, but he led the way dutifully. "Where are we going?" Achillea asked, happy to be escaping, but at least wanting to know what the plan was. She had her whip and her sword in hand again. "The most convenient, flat and open space you know of beneath the Colosseum," Mark replied, hurrying along behind her. "A place almost no one knows about or uses." "One of the old training spaces," grunted Rullus. "It hasn't been used in years. Follow me!" Their course took them deeper beneath the stadium, through winding halls and narrow corridors and staircases. They finally reached a wide chamber, in the middle of which stood Becky, Nanu and Domitia. The former Vestal and the slave-girl seemed stunned to see the small party approaching, and the gladiators gaped as Lady Aurora and her slave ran into one another's arms, kissing deeply and feverishly, speaking in some unknown tongue. "Right!" Mark said, finally disengaging from Becky's tongue as he looked around, eyes flashing with determination. "I know this is going to sound weird, but I need you all to trust me. We're going to get you out of here, as quickly as we can." "How?" asked the Retiarius, looking about warily. "They'll find us eventually!" "I know, and what I'm going to say will sound like magic, but just run with it, okay?" Mark replied, walking over to the Holmes Field Device, which Becky had been kind enough to retrieve. He wasn't sure how, but she was better with this temporal shit than he was. And they trusted one another by now. "This contraption will get us out of here, but it's not big enough for all of us at once. I'm gonna take Lady Aurora and Domitia first, then come back for a few more, then the last load." Rullus nodded: "You spared my life, and I entrust you with it. Achilleia and I will go last, holding the room if the enemy comes." "Oh, Rullus;” Achilleia sighed, looking up at the hulking gladiator, her expression a dreamy one, before she suddenly scowled and smacked him on the back of his helmeted head. "You romantic asshole." Mark left them to argue while he hustled Becky and Domitia onto the platform, which was already switched on, lights and readings blinking around the surface. Becky swatted Domitia's hand as she tried to touch a dial. "You know where we're going?" he asked, hoping she had a better handle on this than he did. She nodded, smiling. "Leave it to me, Mark. I think you'll like this solution;” The climate was certainly a change from that of Rome, but it was also a pleasant experience in its own right. The city around them, built of red brick, sandy-colored stone, and studded with stately palm trees, reminded Mark of eastern cities in every movie he'd ever seen. Beyond the walls stretched endless expanses of desert, in which the city stood as a shining jewel in a vast sea of scorching sand. He didn't know why Becky knew to park the machine where she did, but he also knew she had figured out how to use his Holmes Field Device on her own, so he wasn't questioning it. Safe from prying eyes, and after two more trips back to the Colosseum to gather the other rebels, Mark now found himself in an ancient temple in the shape of a ziggurat, with priestesses standing in front of them and bowing. Unlike the Vestals, the white garments of these priestesses were delightfully spare, exposing more than it covered. "Lady Aurora Horatia," one of them said humbly. "Your timing is fortuitous, and we gladly accept your offer. Domitia will be given a new life as a priestess of Nanaya, or as she is known in your tongue, Suadela." The priestesses all walked up to Domitia and kissed her, welcoming her into their sisterhood. The former Vestal shed tears, not in sorrow, but because she had a new beginning. Nanaya, as the goddess was known in this far-flung province, was an ancient Sumerian goddess of sensuality and lust. When the Romans had conquered the land, they readily identified her with Suadela, to keep the peace. The priestess smiled at Mark and Becky again. "And for your generous donation of gold, we will take on your four friends here, to guard our temple, as the garrison makes no effort to do so. They are now, in their own way, lifelong servants and devotees of the goddess." The four gladiators beamed proudly. Since serving Nanaya, even as guardians of her temple, meant food, lodging and getting laid by her harlot-priestesses, they were more than amenable to the idea. "Lady Aurora," Domitia intoned, taking Becky's hands in hers and smiling slyly. "Will you consent to Bonosus and yourself being the first to receive my blessings as a priestess of Nanaya?" "I wouldn't have it any other way, my dear;” Becky purred, pulling Domitia into her arms and kissing her deeply. A small villa in Roman Italy; Mark sipped wine from a goblet while Becky lay nearby on a couch, wearing nothing while Nanu sat on a small stool and massaged her feet. The sultry afternoon suited everyone, and they were finally at peace. "Helluva trip, Becks," Mark mused, draining his glass and then pouring more for himself. "You've gotten really good with the Holmes Field Device now. I seriously thought it was me who left the adrenalin tab for my discovery under the Colosseum, but it was actually you." "Sorry to scare you there," Becky sighed, as Nanu worked on her toes individually, sometimes even kissing them as she rubbed oil into them. "I found them in our tab supply, and thought it was our best bet. I just jumped behind a few hours when no one was around and stashed them in that cell for you." "So it wasn't even me coming back from the future to save myself," Mark chuckled. "Here I was so confident that I'd lived, that I couldn't be killed because future-self was looking out for me, but no, it was current you. So I could've been killed at any point, even if time lock kept me from killing anyone else." "It was a little bit messy, but you did survive, and that's what counts." Becky pointed out, caressing one of her tits lazily while enjoying Nanu's exquisite touch. "So what're we gonna do with her?" Mark asked, referencing the Egyptian slave-girl. Nanu had gotten used to her mistress and her manservant speaking in this weird, harsh language, and thought nothing of it anymore; when they needed her, they spoke Latin or her own tongue to her. Becky sighed contentedly and puddled further into the couch. Nanu's foot massages were utter bliss. "I was considering letting her stay here, and simply look after this little villa I bought for me. Whenever we visited, we'd just come back as close to the time we left as possible, but I have no idea if we could guarantee time snarls not getting in the way. So I'm bringing her home with me." Mark raised an eyebrow. "That a good idea? Or even possible?" Becky shrugged. "If she can't be brought with us, the Holmes Field Device won't work, right? So we care for her here. If it does allow it, I'll keep her with me in my house and teach her about her new world. I'll just say she's a foreign student bunking with me." "Literally, I might add." Mark quipped, holding up his goblet and winking. "Oh, you," Becky giggled while Nanu shed her clothes and crawled over Becky, straddling her hips and beginning to squirm their pussies together slowly. "I don't think she's gonna give up on the notion of being my slave-girl any time soon; it seems to make her feel safe. If she asks about you as a slave, I'll say I freed you." "Well, I was pretty enslaved to you for a while there," Mark chuckled. "Funny, I remember being so in love with you while those tabs were in effect, and I remember it fondly. But at this point, I'm just back to feeling like you're my dear friend, and I love you, just not in love any more, ya' know?" Becky sighed and nodded as she placed her hands gently on Nanu's tits and caressed them while undulating beneath the slave-girl. "I know what you mean. Talk about exhilarating, right? We should do that again at some point, just for funsies." "I'm in," Mark agreed, as his cock hardened from watching the two girls make love. He put down his wine, stood up and moved in behind them, kneeling at the bottom of the couch and sinking his cock deep inside Becky, making her moan as he started to slide in and out of her. "And what about our other acquisitions?" he asked, caressing and squeezing Nanu's ass while he fucked his Physics teacher. "Uh, the clothes we'll keep at my place, for future use," she breathed, loving the feel of Nanu's moist cunt on hers while Mark fucked deeply. She felt Nanu shiver and gasp as Mark pulled out of her and pushed into the slave-girl. "And I bought those big amphorae of Falernian wine, there's twenty-six liters in each. We'll bury them where we know nature has never been disturbed back in our time, and then retrieve them. Voila, Roman wine for dinner every night." "I'm gonna have fun explaining that to my parents;” Mark chuckled as he slid back into Becky, making her cry out. Dinner with Family. Dhallyla stared at the liquid in her glass in wonder while her family sat at the table for dinner. It was quite unlike anything she'd ever tasted before. "Mark, what; what did you say this was called again?" she asked. He shrugged as he ate. "It's a Roman-style wine, called Falernian. Lots of people are recreating ancient alcohol recipes now, so I thought we'd give this a shot. Pretty nice, hmm?" "Very strong," his sister Roxy rasped as she put down her wine glass and made a bit of a face. "Very, very strong." "That's why the Romans and Greeks mixed their wine with water," he chuckled. "Some Roman talked about not being able to bring an open flame near wine because it could catch fire. So I mixed it with water, like the instructions said. Sorry if it's still strong." "Where did you get this again?" his father asked. "Ren Faire," he said easily. "All sorts of brewers and people showing off their wine and beer skills these days at them, so I thought I'd give it a shot, ya' know? Bought a couple of bottles." "It's certainly different, but I can grow to like it," his mother mused. "Make sure you get more before we run out." "I can do that," Mark replied cheerfully. Later that night, he was sitting at his desk in his room, surfing for eras to visit during their next adventure, when the door to his room clicked shut. He turned his head to see his sister leaning back against the door, looking at him pointedly. "Something I can do for you, Rox?" he asked plainly, keeping his eyes on his research. "Now that you mention it, yeah," she said, folding her arms and wearing that insufferable smirk of hers. She never stopped reminding him who the elder sibling was. "So I did some looking around online, and there hasn't been a Ren Faire within five hundred miles of us in the last six months." Mark paused in his surfing and slowly turned to look at his sister. "So," she said, walking slowly toward him. "I figure it's about time you told me what the Hell is really going on;” Loose ends, scores to settle, a moral quandaries abound! It's Your Own Fault You Snooped! Mark didn't speak for several seconds, trying his best to not gape at Roxy. She'd always been somewhat suspicious of him when he did just about anything, but the fact that she'd done actual research this time was something new. She had played her hand, and he was cornered. But still, he found himself not sure what to say. "Well, c'mon, you little trouser snake," moving away from the door and sauntering toward him. She could tell she'd caught him dead to rights about something, but now she needed to find out what it was. "Ya' might as well 'fess up, because I somehow doubt you want mom and dad to know what you're up to." The mere thought brought a shiver to Mark and left a cold sweat on his brow. He swallowed, trying not to panic. Roxy had less mercy in a sibling confrontation than Mike Tyson had in the ring. He thought of the number of times she'd beaten his ass for tattling on her when they were younger, and how she'd always get some brutal form of revenge he was unlikely to forget. And he dreaded the thought of how she could screw this up for him. "I'm almost not wanting to find out, at least for a while, because watching your mind flop around in panic is kinda fun," she said, smirking as she stopped in front of him and leaned forward. "But I need to make a decision about whether the 'rents oughta know, so let's speed this up, okay?" She then turned and sat on the edge of his bed, leaning back on her hands, one leg crossed over the other as she looked at him pointedly. "Spill it, little brother." His mind raced. What could he tell her? She'd caught him in a flat-out lie that he had acquired his Falernian wine from a Ren Faire, and had no doubt pieced together that his other recent exotic acquisitions were likewise not from where he'd claimed. So what were her suspicions? She no doubt was assuming, quite reasonably, that he was involved in some illicit activity that

Author Rachel Gilson share's her story of confusion and clarity around her own sexuality and her Christian faith. She has recently written the book 'Parenting without Panic' to help parents teach their children proactively and positively about God’s beautiful design for human sexuality, gender and relationships. Rachel shares with Clayton some of the work in her book around a Christian framework for sexual ethics and healthy conversations around LGBT+ conversations.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

On this episode of 'Numbers On The Board' - Kenny, Pierre, Mike and Darrick discuss everybody around the association that should be in panic mode already this NBA season. 0:00 - Intro 4:30 - Drop the Mike 12:20 - NOTB News 34:14 - Teams still going 42:50 - Mill's Man of the Week 59:10 - Potential ROY candidate update 1:16:01 - NBA Panic Meter 1:49:25 - What is sagging off? 2:00:00 - Unplugged #NumbersOnTheBoard #NBA #Basketball #Hoops Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See https://pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

Evacuations are underway in the Palisades, and power outages are popping up across multiple neighborhoods as the storm system rolls in. Health officials are also raising concerns about a potentially rough flu season. KOST has officially flipped to Christmas music, marking the unofficial start of the holiday season. A power pole was struck and brought down in Malibu, adding to storm-related hazards. Meanwhile, YouTube TV and Disney reached an agreement to restore access on the platform. More on the KOST flip: Crozier, who’s been with iHeart/Clear Channel for 38 years, once helped launch the famous KOST Christmas Wishes tradition. L.A. is rolling out what looks like a new coordinated, city-wide storm response, focusing on communication, coordinated departments, and pre-deployed teams. And Dallas Raines warns the worst part of the storm arrives in heavy bands through Sunday morning. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

SEND ME A TEXT MESSAGE NOWSomething felt different the last forty eight hours. You can sense it when Trump is unraveling, but this time the energy around him is sharper, louder, and more chaotic than anything I have seen in a long while. It is like watching a storm forming in real time.The push to release the Epstein files lit the fuse. I have never seen Trump react this fast or this aggressively to something he keeps insisting is nothing. His behavior tells a very different story and the tension around it is impossible to ignore.There is a pressure building around him that feels new. Conversations are happening. People are choosing their words carefully. And you can feel the weight of something closing in even if no one will say it out loud yet. In this episode I walk you through the tone and the temperature of that shift.Right in the middle of all of this Trump suddenly turns his attention to nuclear weapons. Not policy talk. Not strategy talk. Something stranger. Something that made me stop in my tracks and ask what exactly is going on behind the scenes. You will hear the moment it happened.His comments, his confusion, his urgency, the way he mixes up government departments and demands the impossible, it all paints a picture of a man who is nowhere near grounded. It is not normal behavior from someone who claims everything is under control.There is a mood around him right now that feels unsettled. You can hear it in the voices of the people trying to explain what he said. You can hear it in the hesitation. You can hear it in the way everyone around him chooses their phrasing like they are stepping around glass.In this episode I take you inside that atmosphere. The spike in panic. The strange nuclear talk. The rising tension surrounding the Epstein documents. The feeling that something much bigger is happening just under the surface.This is not a week of normal headlines. This is something else entirely.If you want to understand the tone of the last two days and why so many people are suddenly uneasy, this is the episode to hear.AWorldGoneMadPodcast@gmail.com

Ryan is a pop-rock artist whose music blends emotional honesty with classic rock inspiration. Raised in a musical household, he started performing as the drummer in a band with his sibling, touring the UK as a teen with the Euphoria. Influenced by legends such as Queen, the Beatles and Led Zeppelin, he later fused that vintage energy with the edge of Muse, Green Day, Panic! At the Disco and My Chemical Romance. After struggling during the pandemic and entering rehab in 2021, songwriting became his lifeline. Now sober and thriving, Ryan is one semester away from graduating USC's Thornton School of Music and has grown a following of over 500,000 on TikTok with original songs and viral covers. With performances at venues like the Viper Room, Whisky a Go Go and the Moroccan, he continues to share music borne from personal struggle. For Ryan, "The Voice" is the next step to push himself and bring his story to a larger stage.Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/arroe-collins-like-it-s-live--4113802/support.

Brian Windhorst is joined by ESPN's Vincent Goodwill and Ramona Shelburne to discuss the Clippers' concerning start to the season, Jokic's historic performance in LA, why Denver are legit contenders, how LeBron will fit upon returning to the Lakers, the impact of Brunson's injury on the Knicks and OKC's dominance over the league thus far. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Today on Mea Culpa, I'm joined by Rick Wilson, Lincoln Project co-founder, political strategist, and author, to break down the fallout from the government shutdown. Rick and I dissect the disastrous shutdown “deal” Democratic senators voted for on Sunday, how Trump continues to fool average Americans, and what the discharge petition means for the release of the Epstein files. We dig into the GOP's accelerating slide into authoritarianism and the weaponization of power against ordinary Americans through frozen SNAP benefits and soaring healthcare premiums. This conversation was recorded on Tuesday, November 11th, prior to the government reopening. Thanks to our sponsors: L-Nutra: Just visit https://ProlonLife.com/MEACULPA to claim your 15% discount plus a $40 bonus gift. Shopify: Sign up for a $1 per month trial period at: shopify.com/COHEN Soul: Go to https://GetSoul.com and use code: COHEN to get 40% OFF your order! Subscribe to Michael's Substack: https://therealmichaelcohen.substack.com/ Subscribe to Michael's YouTube Channel: https://www.youtube.com/@TheMichaelCohenShow Join us on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/PoliticalBeatdown Add the Mea Culpa podcast feed: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/mea-culpa-with-michael-cohen Add the Political Beatdown podcast feed: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/political-beatdown Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

15 Minute Guided Meditation for PTSD, Panic & Stress Relief.Welcome to your essential 15-minute guided meditation designed specifically for PTSD, Panic, and chronic Stress Relief. This session is a safe haven for anyone seeking to calm their nervous system and finally stop racing thoughts.This episode provides real-time, practical tools to help you manage difficult symptoms:Soothe Hyperarousal & Flashbacks: We begin with therapeutic diaphragmatic breathing (belly breathing), a technique proven to lower the stress hormone cortisol and quickly regulate your nervous system. This is an essential anti-anxiety strategy for managing both general stress and the specific symptoms of PTSD.Manage Panic Attacks: Use the guided, extended exhale technique to safely ground yourself and disrupt the physical charge of a panic attack or intense stress spiral.Release Chronic Tension: A gentle body scan helps you locate and release the physical charge of stress and lingering restlessness.Healing Affirmations: This meditation uses powerful, repetitive affirmations focused on cultivating a sense of safety, security, and inner peace.This short but powerful session acts as a safe, quick reset that you can rely on daily to reduce anxiety and cultivate emotional resilience.

Episode 410 of Airey Bros Radio breaks down one of the most chaotic, unforgettable NJCAA championship weekends ever — the 2025 NJCAA Cross Country & Half Marathon National Championships in snow-covered Fort Dodge, Iowa.A full blizzard turned the XC course into a survival test and the half marathon into a grit fest. Tonight, five of the top programs in the country join us to relive every moment — the wins, the adversity, the strategy changes, and the championship celebrations.Featuring:• Mesa CC – Coach Daniel Pescador: DII Women's National Champions | Men 5th• College of DuPage – Coach Mallory Dominguez: DIII Women's National Champions | Men Runner-Up• Odessa College – Coach Chris Beene: DI Women's National Champions | Half Marathon Champions• Iowa Central – Coach Dee Brown: DI Men's National Champions | Host School• Iowa Western – Coach Marc Bierbaum: Men's Half Marathon National Champions | Women Runner-UpWe dive into:– Racing through a whiteout snowstorm– XC race plan adjustments & spike decisions– Saturday XC breakdowns across D1, D2 & D3– Monday Half Marathon results– Key athletes, huge moves & gritty performances– What these results mean heading into indoor & outdoor trackHosted by Airey Bros RadioYouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@Aireybros Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/aireybrosradioFueled by Black Sheep Endurance Coaching https://www.blacksheependurance.com/SHOW NOTES Coach Daniel Pescador – Mesa Community CollegeDII Women's National Champions | Men 5th7:00 – Coach joins7:15 – Blizzard morning reaction7:50 – Adjusting race plans & spikes8:40 – Olivia Baker's fall + concussion mid-race9:20 – Paradise Valley challenge10:50 – Mesa defends its title12:00 – Mesa Men finish 5th13:00 – Team celebration14:30 – Indoor track plansCoach Mallory Dominguez – College of DuPageDIII Women's National Champions | Men Runner-Up20:00 – Coach joins20:20 – “The girls were excited to race in the snow”21:40 – Men's race helped prep the women22:50 – Visibility & course navigation24:10 – COD women take control early25:45 – Men's runner-up finish27:00 – Celebration + recovery28:20 – First women's XC title in school history29:40 – Half marathon recap31:20 – Building future depthCoach Chris Beene – Odessa CollegeDI Women's XC Champions | Half Marathon Champions40:00 – Coach joins40:15 – Weather shock: expected rain, got blizzard41:20 – Emotional meaning behind this title42:15 – Rukia & Kadine overcome adversity43:40 – When he knew Odessa was winning45:00 – First XC title in program history46:30 – Half Marathon dominance47:50 – Culture, recruiting & what's nextCoach Dee Brown – Iowa CentralDI Men's XC National Champions | Meet Host55:00 – Coach joins55:10 – Panic on Saturday morning56:00 – Coaches clearing snow manually57:25 – DIII athletes “create the path”58:40 – Iowa Central vs Hutch battle1:00:10 – Winning at home1:02:00 – Monday half marathon recap1:03:20 – Hosting challenges & victoriesCoach Marc Bierbaum – Iowa WesternMen's Half Marathon Champions | Women Runner-Up DI XC1:10:00 – Coach joins1:10:30 – Women grinding through the blizzard1:11:50 – Mid-race strategy adjustments1:13:15 – Back-to-back men's half marathon titles1:14:40 – Women win the half marathon title1:16:10 – Full Fort Dodge weekend recap1:17:45 – Transitioning into track season1:20:00 – OutroThanking all coaches, ABR weekly schedule, Peace, love & happiness — The Airey Bros are out

Try Fantasy Round Up for FREE: https://www.FSRoundUp.com Leo from  @FantasyOnPOINTS  is back to talk NBA and fantasy basketball! He's diving into controversial players, giving advice on whether to hold, sell, or drop them to the waiver wire. Get insight into fantasy sports and find sleepers to boost your roster! SLEEPER LOCK IN MODE POINTS. Join Our FREE Community: https://www.bleavinfantasy.com Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

Boomer, Pinder, and Rhett are joined by TSN's Noodles as they break down the struggles of the Toronto Maple Leafs, who sit at 8-8-2 and near the bottom of the Eastern Conference. Things are not looking good, and Leafsnation is officially in full panic mode. What's going wrong? Is it time for major moves? The guys dig into what's causing the slide and where the Leafs go from here.VIDEO LINK: https://youtu.be/irtm-zlrVG0#nhl #nhlshorts #nhlplayoffs #nhlpredictions #nhlhockey #nhlpicks #stanleycup #stanleycupfinal #torontomapleleafs #leafsnation CHECK OUT OUR STUFF ⬇️BARN BURNER MERCHhttps://nationgear.ca/collections/shirts/FlamesnationBARN BURNER SHORTS https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLj_bcGtvvo-cW2DHEDZ6dEO5ePDmlhZc9&si=jo8iNGxT4ImhS2Y8

Today, Luke discusses a recent Logan Paul podcast with Neil deGrasse Tyson, Melania's recent event, and more!Order your PEP now!https://drinkpep.com/Get connected below!Twitter - https://twitter.com/lukepbeasleyInstagram - https://www.instagram.com/lukebeasleyofficial/TikTok -https://vm.tiktok.com/TTPdSfpPHw/YouTube channel - https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCM05jgFNwoeXvWfO9GuExzAl

Time Stamps:4:05 - Icebreaker Stories/Clips/ Is Megyn Kelly the Next to Be Kirk'd?26:15 - Foreign Policy Round-up51:38 - Epstein's BFF Bannon1:17:30 - the Kirk/Candace Glow1:49:55 - Panic Bout the SatanicWelcome to The Morning Dump, where we dive headfirst into the deep end of the pool of current events, conspiracy, and everything in between. Join us for a no-holds-barred look at the week's hottest topics, where we flush away the fluff and get straight to the substance.Please consider supporting my work- Patreon- https://www.patreon.com/nowayjose2020 Only costs $2/month and will get you access to episodes earlier than the publicNo Way, Jose! Rumble Channel- https://rumble.com/c/c-3379274  No Way, Jose! YouTube Channel- https://youtube.com/channel/UCzyrpy3eo37eiRTq0cXff0g My Podcast Host- https://redcircle.com/shows/no-way-jose Apple podcasts- https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/no-way-jose/id1546040443 Spotify- https://open.spotify.com/show/0xUIH4pZ0tM1UxARxPe6Th Stitcher- https://www.stitcher.com/show/no-way-jose-2 Amazon Music- https://music.amazon.com/podcasts/41237e28-c365-491c-9a31-2c6ef874d89d/No-Way-Jose Google Podcasts- https://www.google.com/podcasts?feed=aHR0cHM6Ly9mZWVkcy5yZWRjaXJjbGUuY29tL2ZkM2JkYTE3LTg2OTEtNDc5Ny05Mzc2LTc1M2ExZTE4NGQ5Yw%3D%3DRadioPublic- https://radiopublic.com/no-way-jose-6p1BAO Vurbl- https://vurbl.com/station/4qHi6pyWP9B/ Feel free to contact me at thelibertymovementglobal@gmail.com#EpsteinBannonConnection #BannonsEpsteinTies #EpsteinVoteDrama #BizarreBannonLink #EpsteinsBFF #BannonEpsteinSecrets #KirkCandaceGlow #SuspiciousKirkCircle #CandaceOwensShadows #KirkOwensExposed #GlowUpConspiracy #SatanicPanicRevived #DigIntoSatanism #SatanicSecretsUncovered #PanicAboutTheSatanic #SatanismExposed #EpsteinBannonVote #BannonMysteryConnection #KirkSuspiciousAllies #CandaceGlowMystery

The Buffalo Bills followed up their biggest win of the season with one of their worst losses, falling 30–13 to the Miami Dolphins just a week after beating the Chiefs.On this episode of The Wandering Buffalo Podcast, Justin breaks down how the Bills went from AFC contenders to collapsing against a team many had already written off. From head-scratching coaching decisions to brutal turnovers and depth concerns, this was a meltdown that raises real questions about the 2025 season.We cover:Josh Allen's up-and-down day3 costly turnovers in Miami territoryMcDermott's questionable 4th down decisionsDefensive fatigue and the injury tollWhy the offense missed Kincaid and PalmerWhat Gabe Davis' return might meanMecole Hardman and Morgan Fox additionsPlayoff outlook after falling behind New EnglandIf you're looking for Buffalo Bills news, honest postgame analysis, or insight into what's next, this episode is a must-watch.The Wandering Buffalo Podcast: A Buffalo Bills Podcast for November 14th, 2025.⸻Sponsored by WearBUF – Buffalo Inspired Apparelhttps://www.wearbuf.com/Use code “TWB” at checkout for 10% off your first order.⸻Follow and Subscribe for More Buffalo Bills ContentStay updated with all things Buffalo Bills: https://www.wanderingbuf.com/Twitter: https://www.twitter.com/TheWanderingBufInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/TheWanderingBufFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/TheWanderingBufSubscribe to The Wandering Buffalo Podcast:Apple: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/the-wandering-buffalo-podcast/id1553575732Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/7HCluqByJZqhUQD9DJE0Iq⸻Host, Justin GoddardTwitter: https://www.twitter.com/jgods22Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/jgods22Producer, Jakob MerkelTwitter: https://www.twitter.com/jakobmerkelInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/jakobmerkel⸻The Wandering Buffalo Podcast is part of Buffalo FAMBase, the originators of #BillsMafia.Buffalo FAMBase delivers Buffalo Bills news, Bills updates, and insider coverage every week.Buffalo FAMBase YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCu_JTz1SmD0Ml3D10HVQ50gPodcast Network: https://anchor.fm/buffalofambase

Brian Windhorst is joined by ESPN's Vincent Goodwill and Ramona Shelburne to discuss the Clippers' concerning start to the season, Jokic's historic performance in LA, why Denver are legit contenders, how LeBron will fit upon returning to the Lakers, the impact of Brunson's injury on the Knicks and OKC's dominance over the league thus far. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

The Buffalo Bills followed up their biggest win of the season with one of their worst losses, falling 30–13 to the Miami Dolphins just a week after beating the Chiefs.On this episode of The Wandering Buffalo Podcast, Justin breaks down how the Bills went from AFC contenders to collapsing against a team many had already written off. From head-scratching coaching decisions to brutal turnovers and depth concerns, this was a meltdown that raises real questions about the 2025 season.We cover:Josh Allen's up-and-down day3 costly turnovers in Miami territoryMcDermott's questionable 4th down decisionsDefensive fatigue and the injury tollWhy the offense missed Kincaid and PalmerWhat Gabe Davis' return might meanMecole Hardman and Morgan Fox additionsPlayoff outlook after falling behind New EnglandIf you're looking for Buffalo Bills news, honest postgame analysis, or insight into what's next, this episode is a must-watch.The Wandering Buffalo Podcast: A Buffalo Bills Podcast for November 14th, 2025.⸻Sponsored by WearBUF – Buffalo Inspired Apparelhttps://www.wearbuf.com/Use code “TWB” at checkout for 10% off your first order.⸻Follow and Subscribe for More Buffalo Bills ContentStay updated with all things Buffalo Bills: https://www.wanderingbuf.com/Twitter: https://www.twitter.com/TheWanderingBufInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/TheWanderingBufFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/TheWanderingBufSubscribe to The Wandering Buffalo Podcast:Apple: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/the-wandering-buffalo-podcast/id1553575732Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/7HCluqByJZqhUQD9DJE0Iq⸻Host, Justin GoddardTwitter: https://www.twitter.com/jgods22Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/jgods22Producer, Jakob MerkelTwitter: https://www.twitter.com/jakobmerkelInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/jakobmerkel⸻The Wandering Buffalo Podcast is part of Buffalo FAMBase, the originators of #BillsMafia.Buffalo FAMBase delivers Buffalo Bills news, Bills updates, and insider coverage every week.Buffalo FAMBase YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCu_JTz1SmD0Ml3D10HVQ50gPodcast Network: https://anchor.fm/buffalofambase

HOUR 1 Hour 1 of Rush to Reason hits the ground running as John Rush welcomes Steve House, former Colorado GOP Chair and longtime health-care executive, for a rapid-fire look at the future of AI, medicine, and education. What happens when artificial intelligence reads your bloodwork better than your doctor? Could peptides disrupt Big Pharma the way streaming crushed cable? And why have drug launch prices jumped from $2,100 in 2008 to over $180,000 today? Steve breaks down the explosion of AI tools like ChatGPT, Perplexity, and Quarrio—platforms that can analyze symptoms, generate medical summaries, explain drug interactions, and even role-play ER physicians or comedians like Bill Burr. If AI can help people avoid unnecessary appointments, reduce anxiety, and make smarter decisions, will unions, bureaucracies, and giant health systems try to block it? John and Steve push further: Could AI slash labor costs, reinvent classrooms, and eliminate menial tasks across entire professions? Will institutions embrace it—or fight it? And are we heading toward a world where advanced expertise becomes accessible to everyone? This hour is provocative, funny, and packed with bold predictions. HOUR 2 Hour 2 explodes with political heat as John Rush breaks down the real story behind the government shutdown and the six Democrats who crossed party lines. Were they acting on principle—or trying to affect last week's elections? With 42 million Americans on SNAP, John asks: Why is dependency rising when jobs are everywhere? Should drug testing, tighter restrictions, and accountability be required before taxpayers foot the bill? Caller Dan pushes the discussion into health-care reform, HSAs, and free-market medicine, sharing shocking billing stories. John argues conservatives are missing a huge opportunity by refusing to use AI as a communication tool—while the Left embraces it. Caller Jeff raises the case for lifestyle-based insurance rates, while Brad from Lakewood unleashes a blistering critique of GOP messaging, low turnout, and Trump's reliance on Truth Social. If conservatives can't communicate their wins, how do they expect to win elections? This hour is fiery, blunt, and unapologetically honest. HOUR 3 Hour 3 delivers political fireworks, hard data, and eye-opening corruption. John Rush welcomes “Jerzee Joe,” (https://www.youtube.com/@jerzeejoe3145) who arrives with statistics showing how broken the system is. Why are only 0.25% of federal employees fired for cause when private industry averages 3–5%? Why do blue states like New Mexico and New York lead the nation in SNAP dependency, while Wyoming and Utah stay near 5%? And how can one man collect six sets of SNAP benefits across multiple states? Joe reveals massive NGO fraud, including a St. Louis nonprofit that burned $11 million on luxuries and a Minneapolis restaurant claiming to feed thousands—but feeding only 40 paying customers. He then exposes the Chicago Teachers Union for spending $173,000 on a “recording studio” with a pool in New Mexico. The hour shifts as market analyst Scott Garliss (https://cscottgarliss.substack.com) breaks down panic surrounding Michael Burry, AI stocks like NVIDIA and Palantir, and whether an “AI bubble” is looming. Are pessimists fueling fear while long-term investors reap the rewards? Fast, sharp, and packed with revelations—this hour pulls no punches.

Stocks plunged after the shutdown's end sparked new fears about missing data and Fed rate cuts. Tech and Disney led the declines in a rough session for Wall Street.➡️ Just a quick reminder, Capital Markets Quickie is brought to you by AMF Capital AG, Asset Management Frankfurt, your leading provider for individual investment solutions and mutual funds. Visit https://www.amf-capital.de for more information.>>> Make sure to check out my newsletter "Cela's Weekly Insights":https://endritcela.com/newsletter/>>> You can subscribe here to our YouTube Channel “MVP – Main Value Partners”:https://www.youtube.com/@MainValue>>> Visit my website for more information:http://www.endritcela.com>>> Follow me on LinkedIn:https://www.linkedin.com/in/endrit-cela/>>> Follow me on Instagram:https://www.instagram.com/endritcela_official/Disclaimer for "Capital Markets Quickie" Podcast:The views and opinions expressed on this podcast are based on information available at the time of recording and reflect the personal perspectives of the host. They do not represent the viewpoints of any other projects, cooperations, or affiliations the host may be involved in. "Capital Markets Quickie" does not offer financial advice. Before making any financial decisions, please conduct your own due diligence and consult with a financial advisor.

We're leaning into the algorithm of fear and learning how to break it! I define what the algorithm of fear is, give you some examples of how you might be getting played, and then share really practical ways to break the fear feed. This is all applicable to life on and off screens. . . . . . Order your copy of my latest book Reconnected HERE: ReconnectedBook.com  Let's keep in touch! Sign up for my newsletter to be the first to hear ALL my updates. https://carlos-whittaker.kit.com/c6d25be20a  Interested in advertising with us? Reach out here. Book me to speak HERE: https://www.carloswhittaker.com/events  . . . . . AQUATRU: Get 20% off any AquaTru purifier! Visit aquatru.com and use the code CARLOS at checkout. NIV: Find out more at NIVApplicationBible.com Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Luke was scheduled to appear on a local TV station in Portland this morning, but he ran into some trouble on the way. Meanwhile, Andrew went full Tim Robinson as he tried to get answers from a possibly shady business. Speaking of television, they also discuss The Chair Company and Pluribus, two shows that they're both watching right now. 

We spend so much energy trying to silence anxiety. But what if it isn't an enemy to defeat—what if it's a signal to understand? This week, Dr. Alison talks with Dr. Bethany Teachman, professor of clinical psychology at the University of Virginia and director of the PACT Lab, about what healthy anxiety looks like, why it's actually useful, and how to stop letting it run your life.  Dr. Teachman explains how to know when anxiety is becoming a problem and shares practical ways to calm anxious thoughts, build resilience, and approach your fears with curiosity instead of control. She says, “Anxiety is uncomfortable, but it's not dangerous, when you stop treating it like a threat, it loses its power over you.” You'll learn: The difference between healthy anxiety and unhealthy anxiety How to recognize when your threat response doesn't match the situation Why trying to “get rid” of anxiety often makes it worse How reframing challenges as opportunities builds resilience Why doom-scrolling keeps us trapped in fear Check out more free resources on anxiety: TYDE (Thriving Youth in a Digital Environment) — A University of Virginia initiative co-directed by Dr. Teachman focused on youth, technology, and mental health. MindTrails — A suite of digital and mobile interventions designed to help people manage anxiety and increase access to care, including.  If you liked this episode, you'll love:  Episode 129: Understanding Your Anxiety Episode 54: Can I Pray My Anxiety Away?

Christian Polanco and Alexis Guerreros react to Weston McKennie being left off the November USMNT roster. Should Mauricio Pochettino have selected the midfielder just months ahead of the World Cup? The boys also pick their best XI from this roster and highlight one fringe player they believe deserves to make the World Cup squad.Next, Christian and Alexis react to the shocking news that MLS has decided to switch to a fall–spring schedule starting in 2027. Is this the right move for the league? And how will MLS adapt to the European soccer calendar?Later, the boys preview both NWSL semifinal matchups and give their predictions — including who they guarantee will win it all. (6:30) – No McKennie or Pulisic: Time for USMNT to Panic?(17:00) – USMNT November Best XI Predictions(25:30) – USMNT Player Spotlight: Who Deserves to Make the World Cup Roster?(30:00) – MLS Approves Change to Fall–Spring Calendar(48:00) – NWSL Playoffs Semifinal Preview Subscribe to The Cooligans on your favorite podcast app:

Way too early March Madness draft! College basketball panic meter! Biggest things we're monitoring for our favorite CBB teams! The Sleepers Podcast is now available daily with new episodes every Monday-Friday! Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

This week on Real News or Fake News from The Jubal Show, a couple of viral headlines have everyone questioning their sanity, including a nationwide “penny panic” after TikTok convinced millions they might be millionaires, and a jaw‑dropping Wingstop smuggling scandal rocking a Texas jail. But which stories are real, and which ones fooled the internet? Test your BS‑detecting skills, laugh at the wild details, and see if you can spot the truth before the crew reveals it. You can find every podcast we have, including the full show every weekday right here…➡︎ https://thejubalshow.com/podcasts The Jubal Show is everywhere, and also these places: Website ➡︎ https://thejubalshow.com Instagram ➡︎ https://instagram.com/thejubalshow X/Twitter ➡︎ https://twitter.com/thejubalshow Tiktok ➡︎ https://www.tiktok.com/@the.jubal.show Facebook ➡︎ https://facebook.com/thejubalshow YouTube ➡︎ https://www.youtube.com/@JubalFresh Support the show: https://the-jubal-show.beehiiv.com/subscribeSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Welcome back to Small Business School! Let's talk about something that confuses almost every entrepreneur at some point — tax installments. In this episode, I'm breaking down what they are, when you owe them, and how to handle them without stress or surprise bills from the CRA. If you've ever wondered why you're being asked to pay tax before year-end, or what happens if you skip an installment, this episode is for you.Key topics covered:What tax installments actually are (and why they're not “extra” tax)When CRA requires you to start paying installments — and how to find your specific deadlinesWhat happens if you skip or delay a paymentWhen it might make sense to use your line of credit to pay installmentsHow to plan ahead so taxes stop feeling like a surpriseAt the end of the day, it's not about fear — it's about being informed so you can make empowered decisions with your money.Staci's Links:Instagram. Website.The School for Small Business Podcast is a proud member of the Female Alliance Media. To learn more about Female Alliance Media and how they are elevating female voices or how they can support your show, visit femalealliancemedia.ca.Head over to my website https://www.stacimillard.com/ to grab your FREE copy of my Profit Playbook and receive 30 innovative ways you can add more profit to your business AND the first step towards implementing these ideas in your business!

We discuss the words we say wrong and Kincaid gets a call from a listener that sends him into a panic... find out what happens! See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Delhi Blast a Panic Reaction | Pakistan's Very Big Plan | Failure to Call Jihad by Its Name

We're leaning into the algorithm of fear and learning how to break it! I define what the algorithm of fear is, give you some examples of how you might be getting played, and then share really practical ways to break the fear feed. This is all applicable to life on and off screens. . . . . . Order your copy of my latest book Reconnected HERE: ReconnectedBook.com  Let's keep in touch! Sign up for my newsletter to be the first to hear ALL my updates. https://carlos-whittaker.kit.com/c6d25be20a  Interested in advertising with us? Reach out here. Book me to speak HERE: https://www.carloswhittaker.com/events  . . . . . AQUATRU: Get 20% off any AquaTru purifier! Visit aquatru.com and use the code CARLOS at checkout. NIV: Find out more at NIVApplicationBible.com Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Steiny & Guru discuss Steph Curry's film session after an alarming loss in OKC that revealed not all was lost for the Warriors at 6-6.

Steiny & Guru discuss the film session that Steph Curry said was necessary to get back on track before San Antonio and why his panic wasn't as high as the fans.

Comedian Chloe Maddren welcomes Sam Bowden back to The Friend Request for an episode that proves history can actually be hilarious. Sam, promoting his show Don’t Panic, It’s Happened Before, breaks down how today’s world mirrors the past - from pandemics to printing presses - while Chloe tries (like REALLY tries) to keep up. The two talk friendship, FOMO, and why humans never seem to learn from their mistakes. Plus, Chloe asks the all-important question: who’s the best bad guy in history? SEE SAM'S SHOW!!! See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

We continue our discussion of the Salem Witch Trials picking up at the height of the frenzy and their eventual conclusion. Also, more about witches and magic in lore and history. And have you heard about a “witch cake”? The ingredients may not exactly entice you! Hosts: Rachel Dratch, Irene Bremis Guest: Rachel Christ-Doane Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Carl and Mike are joined by Raheem Morris as they discuss the Falcons loss to Colts, confidence level of Michael Penix Jr. and how the team works towards bouncing back and getting a win vs Panthers on Sunday.

BT & Sal go off on the Mets' offseason strategy, arguing that the front office is playing a waiting game with Pete Alonso and should "call his bluff" with a massive, immediate offer to lock him up. They dissect David Stearns' "prudent" approach, questioning his ability to build a winner with the immense pressure and payroll of the Cohen era, especially concerning Edwin Diaz's contract demands. The focus shifts to the Giants' coaching chaos: they debate if the mid-season shake-up, placing Mike Kafka in charge, will provide a true evaluation of Joe Schoen's roster, or if any wins will be a "false representation" of a bad roster/front office. Plus, the hosts break down the Paul Skenes trade rumors, debating if the Yankees should liquidate their best prospects (Schlittler, Jones, Rice) for the "rock star" ace. Finally, the guys tackle a wild Three Random Questions: Is it odd to have feelings for a plant or non-living thing? (Tierney loves his Arborvitae!) What's your favorite soup? (Sal's Italian Wedding vs. BT's despised pea soup!) Where would you rank Sauce Gardner amongst other sauces? (Hint: he's dropped to the "discount rack"!)

Meet our insiders: Irfaan Gaffar of Daily Faceoff, Canucks Army, & Rink Wide Vancouver is joined by David Pagnotta of The Fourth Period, SiriusXM NHL, and NHL Network. They look around the NHL, reacting to the week's news and digging into the contracts, trades, and moves that are still on the horizon.Irfaan and David are back with Episode 6 of the DFO Rundown Insider Edition. Vancouver and Toronto have both gotten off to tough starts and fans are starting to get worried. With injuries to Demko and Matthews, is it time to panic in two of Canada's largest markets? The guys also talk about next steps for the Wings and if the New Jersey Devils might have to move out a key piece to make room for an impact forward.Powered by @bet365. Whatever the moment, it's Never Ordinary at bet365. Download the App today and use promo code: NATION. http://www.bet365.ca/____________________________________________________________________________________________Connect with us on ⬇️Link Tree: linktr.ee/Daily.Faceoff

It's Jam's birthday! To find out the first song they selected, go to Paragraph 2 (P2). To skip ahead to the ranking music, go to P5. P2: It was "Yule Shoot Your Eye Out" by Fall Out Boy! For their second selection, they give Ian two options -- past or future. If you think he should choose "future", go to P3. If you prefer "past", go to P4. P3: Ian chose the same thing! And the song was, unfortunately, "Feels Like Christmas" by Panic! At the Disco. All that's left is learning the ranking music -- go to P5! P4: Oh no! Ian didn't choose this option. Also, you slipped on an icy patch and fell down a well. Oops!!! P5: The ranking music in this episode is "Yule Shoot Your Eye Out" as performed by Skatune Network. Yay, you did it!

Sean and Ryan talk about how much some teams should be panicking, Gavin McKenna, and more.

Patrick Claybon, Adam Rank, and Michael F. Florio recap the week’s top performers, including Jonathan Taylor, De’Von Achane, and TreVeyon Henderson. Then they share their early waiver wire targets for week eleven. After the break, they play “Panic or Patience” and review which players are trending up or down in the fantasy stock report.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Today Craig and I are talking about the dark side of the fitness influencer world. Orthorexia. The obsession with eating perfectly clean. The belief that discipline equals restriction and punishment. The extreme routines that get praised online while people silently struggle with guilt fear and anxiety around food. We pull back the curtain on what really goes on behind the "grind" and "no excuses" mentality When discipline becomes obsession Exercise bulimia and feeling like you have to earn or burn your food The influencer pressure to stay shredded year round How the algorithm rewards extreme behavior We give real red flags to watch for in yourself or in the people you follow Panic when you cannot track a meal Cardio as punishment No rest days ever Constant body updates and weigh ins We also talk about how to heal. How to shift from self punishment to self respect. How to build an identity that is not dependent on your macros or your physique.   Fitness should support your life Not take it over   Next Level Experience - Schedule Your Discovery Call Here   Next Level Links Nutrition Coaching - www.becomenextlevel.com Nutrition Coaching Free Consultations - Schedule Here   Free Guides: Eating Out Guide - Get The Guide High-Protein Fast Food Orders - Get the Guide Macro Food Options Guide - Get The Guide   Join Us On Patreon - Join Here   Submit your questions to be featured on our Q&A episodes.   Order Supplements From Transform Order from Cured Supplement Order from Legion Supplements and get 20% off your first order by using discount code: keynutrition   Connect with us on Instagram Host Brad Jensen – @thesoberbodybuilder Next Level Nutrition – @mynextlevelnutrition

Ten weeks into the fantasy season and we have plenty of panic on the streets. Matt Harmon and Justin Boone fire up the ‘People's Panic Meter' to answer your email and social submissions. Boone also provides players you need to target on the waiver wire including a few deep sleepers you may not have to fight for with your league mates.(0:00) MNF Recap: Eagles 10, Packers 7(20:00) - Fantasy fallout: Giants fire HC Brian Daboll(26:20) - Fantasy fallout: Joe Burrow returns to practice, eyes return around Thanksgiving(32:00) - Panic Meter: Justin Jefferson, Tet McMillan, Garrett Wilson, Dalton Kincaid, Orande Gadseden, Mark Andrews(1:03:30) - Panic Meter: Chargers offense, Courtland Sutton, Trevor Lawrence, Bucky Irving, Derrick Henry(1:22:10) - Waiver Wire adds for Week 11 Subscribe to the Yahoo Fantasy Forecast on your favorite podcast app:

When pipeline starts slipping and targets go up, most revenue leaders do the same thing: they panic. They launch new experiments, adopt the latest AI tools, and try to do more, faster, harder. But what if that's exactly what's keeping you stuck?This episode is part of a 5-part series exploring the journey B2B revenue leaders take from reactive chaos to understanding and measuring their full revenue factory, and transforming their careers in the process. Each stage represents a critical transformation moment that separates leaders who consistently hit their targets and drive real results from those who scramble every quarter wondering why nothing's working.This episode explores Stage 1: The Panic Response, and it represents the first stage in revenue transformation. You're likely in Stage 1 if you're asking questions like, "What experiments should I try next?", "What are other companies doing that I should copy?", or "What AI tool is going to save my pipeline?".What We Cover in This Episode:Why the question "What experiments should I try next?" is fundamentally wrongHow to recognize if you're trapped in The Panic ResponseThe uncomfortable truth about why transformation only happens outside your comfort zoneWhat it actually takes to move from reactive scrambling to strategic confidenceWhy adding more tactics to a broken foundation only creates more noise in an already chaotic systemThe real reason you can't measure the impact of your investments, and what that means for your ability to drive growthWhat fundamental questions you're NOT asking because you don't have the data model to answer themThe moment of decision that separates leaders who transform from leaders who stay stuckHow to stop copying what other companies are doing and start building what actually works for YOUR revenue factoryIf you've ever felt like you're working harder than ever but can't prove you're moving the needle, this episode is for you.—This episode is powered by Passetto. If you're tired of staring at dashboards that don't tell you what you need to know, you're not alone. Most revenue leaders are flying blind because of the Pipeline Black Box™, a critical data gap that keeps you from understanding what's actually driving results. Passetto transforms how you run your revenue engine, so you can finally see what's working, fix what's not, and scale with precision.Tired of guessing what's generating pipeline and what's draining your resources? Book a free strategy call.

Facing a performance improvement plan (PIP) can feel daunting, but it doesn't have to mean the end of the line in your job. Discover how to use a PIP to grow and get back on track as Nicole Belyna, director of talent at SHRM and co-host of SHRM's Honest HR podcast, shares actionable strategies for employees and managers to navigate PIPs, rebuild trust, and drive professional success. Belyna tackles everything from coaching different worker personas to answering audience questions to playing “red flag, beige flag” — but for PIP advice! Resources from this Week's Episode - Toolkit: Retool Reviews and Empower Teams with Thoughtful Performance Management - https://www.shrm.org/topics-tools/tools/toolkits/managing-employee-performance  Subscribe to the All Things Work newsletter to get the latest episodes, expert insights, and additional resources delivered straight to your inbox: https://shrm.co/fg444d    ---  Explore SHRM's all-new flagships. Content curated by experts. Created for you weekly. Each content journey features engaging podcasts, video, articles, and groundbreaking newsletters tailored to meet your unique needs in your organization and career. Learn More: https://shrm.co/coy63r 

Ron Simmons discusses the government shutdown with Rep. Craig Goldman (R-Texas), who says Democrats already voted for an identical bill earlier this year. He also promotes a bill that would ensure that Congress is not paid during a government shutdown. Ron weighs in on the results of elections in Virginia, New Jersey, and New York City, pointing out a key statistic that Republicans can use to their advantage in the 2026 midterms. Finally, Ron answers some viewer questions on faith, family, finance, and how to raise the next Allie Beth Stuckey. Email your questions to Ron at ⁠ron@ronsimmons.com⁠. Buy Allie's book "Toxic Empathy: How Progressives Exploit Christian Compassion": ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.toxicempathy.com/⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ --- Timecodes: (00:00) Intro (02:30) Welcoming Rep. Craig Goldman (08:20) Government Shutdown Update (21:40) Recent 2025 Elections (33:45) A Silver Lining (42:25) Q&A (55:30) Wisdom from the Wagon --- Today's Sponsors: Good Ranchers — Go to ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠GoodRanchers.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ and subscribe to any of their boxes (but preferably the Allie Beth Stuckey Box) to get free Waygu burgers, hot dogs, bacon, or chicken wings in every box for life. Plus, you'll get $40 off when you use code ALLIE at checkout. We Heart Nutrition — Get 20% off women's vitamins with We Heart Nutrition, and get your first bottle of their new supplement, Wholesome Balance; use code ALLIE at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.WeHeartNutrition.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠. Seven Weeks Coffee — Save up to 25% with promo code 'ALLIE' & get up to four FREE gifts this Christmas season: ⁠ http://www.sevenweekscoffee.com/⁠ A'del — Try A'del's hand-crafted, artisan, small-batch cosmetics and use promo code ALLIE 25% off your first time purchase at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://⁠⁠⁠⁠AdelNaturalCosmetics.com⁠⁠ Fellowship Home Loans — Fellowship Home Loans is a mortgage lending company that offers home financing solutions while integrating Christian values such as honesty, integrity, and stewardship. Go to ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://fellowshiphomeloans.com/allie⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to get up to $500 credit towards closing costs when you finance with Fellowship Home Loans. --- Episodes you might like: Ep 1259 | Deporting Danger: Why Leftists Hate ICE | Ron Simmons https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/relatable-with-allie-beth-stuckey/id1359249098?i=1000733757063 Ep 1253 | Israel-Hamas Conflict Is Coming to an End | Ron Simmons https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/relatable-with-allie-beth-stuckey/id1359249098?i=1000731686257 Ep 1244 | Charlie Kirk Memorial Inspires Great Revival, 'Christian Nationalism' Panic from Media | Ron Simmons https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/relatable-with-allie-beth-stuckey/id1359249098?i=1000727939134 --- Buy Allie's book "You're Not Enough (& That's Okay): Escaping the Toxic Culture of Self-Love": ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://alliebethstuckey.com/book⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠   Relatable merchandise – use promo code 'ALLIE10' for a discount: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://shop.blazemedia.com/collections/allie-stuckey⁠⁠⁠ Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

MeidasTouch host Ben Meiselas reports on how the Republican leaders biggest plans with Trump are being exposed as utter fraud and Meiselas brings the receipts to show how the GOP leaders are simply losing it try to cover up for Trump. Go to https://qualialife.com/MEIDAS for up to 50% off your purchase and use code MEIDAS for an additional 15%. Visit https://meidasplus.com for more! Remember to subscribe to ALL the MeidasTouch Network Podcasts: MeidasTouch: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/meidastouch-podcast Legal AF: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/legal-af MissTrial: https://meidasnews.com/tag/miss-trial The PoliticsGirl Podcast: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/the-politicsgirl-podcast The Influence Continuum: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/the-influence-continuum-with-dr-steven-hassan Mea Culpa with Michael Cohen: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/mea-culpa-with-michael-cohen The Weekend Show: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/the-weekend-show Burn the Boats: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/burn-the-boats Majority 54: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/majority-54 Political Beatdown: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/political-beatdown On Democracy with FP Wellman: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/on-democracy-with-fpwellman Uncovered: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/maga-uncovered Coalition of the Sane: https://meidasnews.com/tag/coalition-of-the-sane Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Speakeasy is sophisticated sports talk — live Sunday through Thursday at 11:15 PM ET. Hosted by Emmanuel Acho with LeSean “Shady” McCoy and "Carebear" Kieran, the show brings hot takes, cold truths, and culturally forward conversations that connect sports and culture in real time. ⁠⁠⁠YouTube⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠Twitter⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠Instagram⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠TikTok⁠⁠ PrizePicks x Speakeasy Pick MORE or LESS. Win cash. Talk your talk. Play $5, get $50 →  PrizePicks | America's #1 Fantasy Sports App Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Brian Windhorst is joined by ESPN's Tim Bontemps and Tim MacMahon to talk the Pistons looking poised for another big leap forward this season, the Rockets winning games how good teams do, the Suns outperforming expectations, if it's time to panic about the Clippers, Jokic's dominance, the drama in Dallas and more. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Leave an Amazon Rating or Review for my New York Times Bestselling book, Make Money Easy!Check out the full episode: https://greatness.lnk.to/1845"We thought we were doing the right thing by just kind of swapping out the goodies that he loved... we would just buy like sugar free donuts." - Jessica KnurickJessica Knurick watched her grandfather face serious health problems in his early sixties. He worked retail, then came home to refurbish cars for extra money. No time to cook proper meals. When the health issues hit, her family scrambled to help. They bought sugar-free donuts, thinking they'd cracked the code. They hadn't. What the system failed to provide wasn't willpower advice. It was real education, combined with understanding the brutal math of time poverty. Working two jobs to survive doesn't leave room for meal prep and nutrition research. That experience sent Jessica into nutrition science, where she discovered something that could have helped him: most of what we're told about healthy eating is backwards.Here's what actually matters. The seed oil panic dominating your social media feed? Not supported by science. Jessica doesn't just say there's no evidence they're harmful. She says there's evidence they're NOT harmful. The reason people feel better after "eliminating seed oils" has nothing to do with the oils themselves. When you stop eating seed oils, you stop eating the chips, crackers, and processed junk they come in. You accidentally start eating more whole foods. The oil was never the villain. The bigger picture: seventy percent of our food environment is ultra-processed garbage. Her grandfather needed systemic change, not sugar-free substitutes. This conversation will reshape how you think about nutrition advice, especially the viral kind that sounds urgent but misses the point entirely.Sign up for the Greatness newsletter: http://www.greatness.com/newsletter Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.