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This week we talk all about CIA Black Sites. Rebecca does an amazing job on educating us on what is classified as a black site and the types of atrocities that are going on in them. She tells us stories about people who have survived them and were found not guilty for whichever crime they were brought there for. If you've ever wanted to know more about CIA activity in places similar to Guantanamo Bay, this is the episode for you. There are conversations of torture and state sanctioned violence so listen with care. Interested in learning more about when WTF releases new episodes, contests, and more? Make sure to give us a follow on:Facebook: @whattheforensicsInstagram: @whattheforenicsTwitter: @WTForensicsPodYouTube: @whattheforensicsFor more details about the hosts, episode details, sources, and images related to each episode, check out our website at http://www.whattheforensics.caCreate your podcast today using the link: https://zencastr.com/?via=WTF #madeonzencastr #blacksite #cia #forensicscience #forensics #guantánamo Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

What the hell is going on? Yesterday Trump tells Pam Bondi to release the Epstein files list.. or the parts of it that are credible.

Why it matters: The Charter Review Commission helps decide how Pierce County is governed — including whether voters keep the right to elect the sheriff.Big picture: The commission reviews and proposes updates to the county's charter, impacting public safety, government structure, and accountability. Decisions made here can affect how local leaders are chosen and how power is balanced in the county.

The White House is in full damage control right now. Apparently the white house is now going to start releasing more Epstein information? I'll believe it when I see it. Meanwhile... Ghislaine maxwell.. 

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Send us a textThis episode is sponsored by the Better Future Awards. To find out more, head to betterfutureawards.com/redcated– Today, we are joined by the New York-based powerhouse in industrial design, Inna Lobel, with a career spanning Apple, MIIT Media Lab, and most notably as Head of Industrial Design at Frog (part of Cape Gemini). In this episode of REDACTED, Inna shares lessons from working in research to what it takes to lead with both precision and empathy as a creative director. We unpack the creative tensions between innovation and execution, and why design leadership is ultimately about culture, not control. Hosted by Lucy Bishop and Fraser Greenfield with guest Inna Lobel. ––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––Inna LobelFrog, part of Cape GeminiInna's Linkedin—————————————————————- To follow the show, get in contact with us via email & more head to: https://linktr.ee/redactedpod

Pools of blood, And pools of dust, And fools, and fools, and fools Pools of love, And pools of list And tools and tools, and tools Pools of us, And Pools of hours And palms of pools D'hors Pools of plants, And pools of listen Pools and Pools and Pools Now, for us, what's at stake has come upon us For whether which now or ever ties have made for us to burn; Ne'er mistake there lust for listens and of ponders, Waterfalls of love and feathers, wanders Ties to honor stars and fore of fathers Almost lost it, there, I– Almost gathered, therefore. [ ] So to us who part ties, Of tied knots and of stomach's wrench To nourish shadows as remains her honor, I, depart my once, I, as flocking doves, The twist'of fated never Bare I fear or fonder Where, where, for again (bare tied as to none) and again wakes as has but not in time, to grove– The box I paved and yet, Set aside not as slabs of stone Or ash and fire But there i wake In cedar pine and oak The turn of slumber as the glow of what I once did not know, Now has shined against My eyes as water Luminescence Oh Goddamnit. Peaking pride, the oath Again i wait and ne'er did I come, but forth I woke, and also thought Not one but worlds of color, And there i know, to heart the seas I parted Not shallow or in shallows waking, red as scarlet blood but mauve, and then, the coping stays of which I gathered here has Agape and aching, wet with pride and courage Forefront others As thought to know, I, And I become, as known, now not and. “All White World” Our ENSEMBLE awakens slowly in the void of light; an all white space seemingly endless and drenched in blinding light; slowly awakening as if upon a cloud, and yet, washed in the drenched brightness of an all white world–familiar and together, but also new; The uniformity of all white attire and the simplicity of symmetry–all alike but of many and also one. I promise there's pancakes; I promise there's porridge I primise there's light at the end of the tunnel (the end of the night and beginning of brunch) And yes, I promise a run And a run for the office (not by far) And not unpardoned I promise to pray And I promise to wait And i promise to ache In the acres I've laid Made of all green pastures And days and days Without saying my name Pass us over Now…. Hiatus, Hiatus, Hiatus! My maples for all of us, cornbread And cream of the coconut (cream of the coconut) Screams from the underworld (Calling! They're calling) And trees of the very best kind; Plush with fruits What a prosperous product A merciless giving A scrupulous foreign (For four eyes, not one on my forehead) –policy! Don't you know, Conan, That all this goes over my– Over my over– Over my Over my head, –like a snowball? Don't you know, though, That nothing goes over his– Over his over– Over his Over his head –no one throws that high! (Not in softball!) ENSEMBLE What an apocalypse! What an apocalypse! What a protocol! What a dunce! What an oddball! Don't you know Nothing goes over Goes over Goes over us Nothing goes over us Nothing goes over Nothing goes over No bombs being dropped And the worst has to come because Nobody's turning this off; It's a turning point Not a mantra! It's a saga And nothing less short than a– Awful apocalypse; Long hiatus and no-low doses of Polymorohypothesis– Whatever that is! Don't you know, Conan, They're all going wrong with us. No, There's no knowing the coat From the hotbox, the hoot from the horus, the laugh from the chopsticks, The room full of products Or coatrooms of corpses No, There's no knowing us But out of nowhere The hour comes running upon us, And so The show must go on The show must go on The show must go…. DIRECTOR CUT! WHAT! That was FABULOUS! I don't disagree with you. However– What is it now? A MAN hangs by nothing but seemingly a very tightly buckled pair of restraints, above his head–the source of the object from which he hangs unknown, he appears to almost float, in fact, in quite the sufferable struggle. Holy fuck, guy. You're still up here? The VOICE comes from above but is yet unseen, it appears as though two very tidy clean white tennis shoes appear to be holding the straps of these restraints in place. CONT'D That's amazing. No false ties, And no hard wars, And no jolly ranchers, Gob stoppers, or nerf ropes. No fruit roll ups, No lunchables, or gushers No hamburger helper And no candy crush Just Drugs And more Drugs And more Drugs and more Morons Donuts, and drag queens, Tim Hortons, And Mormons; Mothballs, and Roaches, And horseflies, And rodents – Now guess which long road you're on (guess which long road you're on) Guess which long road you're aaaaahhhhhh– HALT. Who goes there. What the fuck is THIS. Finally, two acts past intermission, The troll under the bridge has put his cancer in remission The redactions have acted as class-action warfare, McDonalds has sponsored us, But barely. Look: just. No. I'm not endorsing this. Why. Because! It's killing people! Shh! It is! He–'s uh–joking. Actors! Improvising! Hush. Left and right! Speaking of left and right– You know who our sponsors are, right? Of coure! This nonsense! No! The– Shh–! –Owners of this product. Beg your pardon. Do you know who owns this brand and company? No. Well, do your research. Immediately. I highly recommend that. This seems serious. Serious as a heart attack. ACTION! Fuck you! Nuhhhhh–fuck you, you fucking fuck! Look, you lost, alright. Ughhhhhh. It's three to one. Three to one?! Yes. Fuck. Wait a–wait– What. Aren't there five of you guys? What? Huh-huh? No. Yes. There are. No. There's. Why. Five–of us–four of us You're lying. One, two, three *hiccups* four– Strike force “five”? I'm two guys! FUCK. We're missing one. Fuck. They figured us out. I figured out nothing. I'm drunk. I Fluffed. just know the difference–s between Five and One What. Four and Five! okay . Fuck. Well that's right. Well can't we just do it with us. NO! Why not. Because. the singularity has to be in the exact circumstance when this lightning strikes as the first one was. But– That's impossible. It's not–*hiccups*--umpossible. I was 9! “9 and a half!” “The half counts.” But not right now! Because i'm like a 60 year old guy! What! Gross. You're 60?! I think so! Then how old am I!?! I don't know! How old were you before!? I'm your brother! You don't know how old I am!? You're not my brother now, so maybe–I don't know–you never were! *gasps* take that bacK! [The boys fight amongst eachother] Fuck me, man. No thank you. What in the fuck did I write. I don't know but. CUT TO Ooh. Dice. DON'T TOUCH *poof* ENTER THE MULTIVERSE: L E G E N D S “The Magic Dice” (A Triad) NICE. FUCK yOu DUDE. nO fuck U U dElEETED My WRLD. THen is must not have been that great. *exaggerateD gasp* *even more exaggerated gasp* *Fluffs* *fluffs harder* *explodes* [The Festival Project ™ ] MEANWHILE The Aliens Are On A Pirate Ship, There's Still No Sign of [Redacted] and that's what this beat is called. -U. iS this a montage? Idk it just seems like a ship sinking in very slow motion. [A pirate ship full of aliens is sinking in very slow motion in a thunderous maelstrom.] (in IMAX 3D) Wow. I like that. This is fascinating. JIMMY KIMMEL is pacing relentlessly; he is driving the other hosts up a wall. KIMMEL I'm hungry, I want pants. I'm hungry– I want pants– Jimmy... KIMMEL I'm hungry– Jimmy! KIMMEL I want pants! JIMMY! KIMMEL WHAT! I'M HUNGRY AND I WANT PANTS! Oh, is that when— CRAIG FURGUSON has had enough. CRAIG You want bloody pants! KIMMEL YES! I WANT PANTS! CRAIG You know what! Fine! I'll make you some fucking pants if you just–shut UP! KIMMEL AND I'M HUNGRY. CRAIG FIRST THINGS FIRST! CRAIG FURGUSON assembles some very eclectic pants from the drapery inside the mansion; this of course reveals the windows to be boarded up in a highly distinct bunker-like maximum security prison-ish fashion, but THE HOSTS at the very least now have makeshift pants; which are startlingly fashionable: read: bohemian chic. Why do mine have beads still attached? He pulls the decorative ripchord and his fly opens promptly. Oh. CRAIG FURGUSON For emergencies. He continues pulling it in sequence with the matching lamp; he alternates turning the lights on and off and opening and shutting his pants flap in admiration. CRAIG FURGUSON CONT'D In case you really have to go. (Facinated) Ooh! CRAIG FURGUSON is satisfied with his work. CRAIG FURGUSON CONT'D I guess you could say, “The curtains match the drapes” CONAN O'BRIEN (beat) …not mine. {Enter The Multiverse} Fearsome, fearsome friends– Fearsome fearsome few Fearsome fearsome tears Listen whispers Fearsome twin Silly hollows All the lies All that waits is Hollywood and chosen five at ends of times All that waits are kings and wisdom All that knows are far, and farther All that needs is nothing, lessons All that fears is our kind Waiting. Shallow. Whispers, Gaining, Hornets nests and looming , gifted Shadow watchers Our time Farrows, Listen, Glistening as sparrows, Gifted– Kill God, There remains a far price There remains a far cry A call to wolves A false time The fabric is losts on Ghosts and Carry trains, Wishes and Tilted, Whisperers Before our Galaxy of Hard times and Wishes, Wishes, Wilting, Flowers, Waiting, Waiting And Waiting And Waiting And wanting but watching The water Gallons Fly up The wanted Waiting The gallows Have haunted us Far cries, Far cry Fear twins, have shattered To notice us Chatterbox Listens and Life turns and Waiting and Galaxies Gallantly Waiting The gallows Have haunted us Waiting And Waiting And Waiting and Water. We're watching you. An ACHINGLY TALL red-headed fellow finds himself in a FIGHT TO THE DEATH, being cast over eons and decades, and cascaded in and our of portals throughout the ever-infinite dimensional portals of unknown realms as his grasp on life itself and reality begins to fade as he crosses in and out of parallels, one galaxy to the next and one lifetime to another, gripping death and darkness in one hand and light and living in the other. In this bloody brawl, scrawling across an expanse of unknown and unknowable times and realms, this mystic remains still yet as infinite and omniscient in himself as the Gods he looks to for mercy, as the journey has been known to become of these very same deities in its context and process. A folding timeline of blood and sacrifice melds itself into the rope of the materiel worlds; not one fabric of time but many twisted and woven fibers into one rope from which he climbs into the ranks of the upperworld–or heaven, then also slipping seemingly sometimes into the depths of the underworld, a Hell known to all man as this, existence not as one but many consumed in the shadow processes of wickedness and torture, war amongst one another, and the well known humanities of pride, faith, justice and wealth. …this is supposed to be Conan? Uhh… “Achingly tall red-head?” yeah I guess. –O'Brien? [beat] He seems capable. Don't pity me, For not I weep of our pride on doorsteps not allowed, But for the grace and hope of fortune in another world i've known But lest forgotten; Do not feign me for my ignorance in desire, For I am not of man, or woman, or grain, or stone But of the world itself and all ire. (Don't doubt me.) To be cruel not those who pass judgement That weighs in this way or that is utmost critical, In this the end of times and now the end of my desires, And yet the way that I have known, And the offer I have rung Is not here, but elsewhere. And yea, I walk alone. Amen. What the fuck does this have to do with show hosts. Almost always Irish Catholic Almost Always clothed in robes Almost Always fathers, aren't I? Almost always old, of Rome. Almost always birds of feather Almost always sticks and stones Almost always on the airwaves Almost always silver, gold Slither, Slither, Here i wait And Slither slither, Here I came And whether she will slit her wrists Is neither here Nor either there It's a comfort that I offer you to slaughter; That you'd rather not to love but instead murder– I'd be better off to love, then kill you after, Course, tarantula, or just as well, a spider. It's a comfort that I offer you to kill me; Lay my head upon a sanded wooden platter– That you'd rather me to say I'd kill than love you– So I rather just to love, then murder after. Woah. Good to God, God ought to know. I close my palms together full of laughter, So. Good to God, God ought to know, I sacrified my life for ever after. So far. Good to God, God ought to know, That all he wants, I want My heart is surely shattered. Now what. Good as God, God ought to know, That all I want becomes; The looking glass, The wishing well, The cross to bare The shepherd to the pasture. Amen. Omen. All men. Want none. But one. But– So. [The Festival Project™ ] {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S: ICONS W E L C O M E -Ū. Copyright The Festival Project, Inc. ™ & The Complex Collective © 2015-2025 All Rights Reserved B A C K Tales of A Superstar DJ

Pools of blood, And pools of dust, And fools, and fools, and fools Pools of love, And pools of list And tools and tools, and tools Pools of us, And Pools of hours And palms of pools D'hors Pools of plants, And pools of listen Pools and Pools and Pools Now, for us, what's at stake has come upon us For whether which now or ever ties have made for us to burn; Ne'er mistake there lust for listens and of ponders, Waterfalls of love and feathers, wanders Ties to honor stars and fore of fathers Almost lost it, there, I– Almost gathered, therefore. [ ] So to us who part ties, Of tied knots and of stomach's wrench To nourish shadows as remains her honor, I, depart my once, I, as flocking doves, The twist'of fated never Bare I fear or fonder Where, where, for again (bare tied as to none) and again wakes as has but not in time, to grove– The box I paved and yet, Set aside not as slabs of stone Or ash and fire But there i wake In cedar pine and oak The turn of slumber as the glow of what I once did not know, Now has shined against My eyes as water Luminescence Oh Goddamnit. Peaking pride, the oath Again i wait and ne'er did I come, but forth I woke, and also thought Not one but worlds of color, And there i know, to heart the seas I parted Not shallow or in shallows waking, red as scarlet blood but mauve, and then, the coping stays of which I gathered here has Agape and aching, wet with pride and courage Forefront others As thought to know, I, And I become, as known, now not and. “All White World” Our ENSEMBLE awakens slowly in the void of light; an all white space seemingly endless and drenched in blinding light; slowly awakening as if upon a cloud, and yet, washed in the drenched brightness of an all white world–familiar and together, but also new; The uniformity of all white attire and the simplicity of symmetry–all alike but of many and also one. I promise there's pancakes; I promise there's porridge I primise there's light at the end of the tunnel (the end of the night and beginning of brunch) And yes, I promise a run And a run for the office (not by far) And not unpardoned I promise to pray And I promise to wait And i promise to ache In the acres I've laid Made of all green pastures And days and days Without saying my name Pass us over Now…. Hiatus, Hiatus, Hiatus! My maples for all of us, cornbread And cream of the coconut (cream of the coconut) Screams from the underworld (Calling! They're calling) And trees of the very best kind; Plush with fruits What a prosperous product A merciless giving A scrupulous foreign (For four eyes, not one on my forehead) –policy! Don't you know, Conan, That all this goes over my– Over my over– Over my Over my head, –like a snowball? Don't you know, though, That nothing goes over his– Over his over– Over his Over his head –no one throws that high! (Not in softball!) ENSEMBLE What an apocalypse! What an apocalypse! What a protocol! What a dunce! What an oddball! Don't you know Nothing goes over Goes over Goes over us Nothing goes over us Nothing goes over Nothing goes over No bombs being dropped And the worst has to come because Nobody's turning this off; It's a turning point Not a mantra! It's a saga And nothing less short than a– Awful apocalypse; Long hiatus and no-low doses of Polymorohypothesis– Whatever that is! Don't you know, Conan, They're all going wrong with us. No, There's no knowing the coat From the hotbox, the hoot from the horus, the laugh from the chopsticks, The room full of products Or coatrooms of corpses No, There's no knowing us But out of nowhere The hour comes running upon us, And so The show must go on The show must go on The show must go…. DIRECTOR CUT! WHAT! That was FABULOUS! I don't disagree with you. However– What is it now? A MAN hangs by nothing but seemingly a very tightly buckled pair of restraints, above his head–the source of the object from which he hangs unknown, he appears to almost float, in fact, in quite the sufferable struggle. Holy fuck, guy. You're still up here? The VOICE comes from above but is yet unseen, it appears as though two very tidy clean white tennis shoes appear to be holding the straps of these restraints in place. CONT'D That's amazing. No false ties, And no hard wars, And no jolly ranchers, Gob stoppers, or nerf ropes. No fruit roll ups, No lunchables, or gushers No hamburger helper And no candy crush Just Drugs And more Drugs And more Drugs and more Morons Donuts, and drag queens, Tim Hortons, And Mormons; Mothballs, and Roaches, And horseflies, And rodents – Now guess which long road you're on (guess which long road you're on) Guess which long road you're aaaaahhhhhh– HALT. Who goes there. What the fuck is THIS. Finally, two acts past intermission, The troll under the bridge has put his cancer in remission The redactions have acted as class-action warfare, McDonalds has sponsored us, But barely. Look: just. No. I'm not endorsing this. Why. Because! It's killing people! Shh! It is! He–'s uh–joking. Actors! Improvising! Hush. Left and right! Speaking of left and right– You know who our sponsors are, right? Of coure! This nonsense! No! The– Shh–! –Owners of this product. Beg your pardon. Do you know who owns this brand and company? No. Well, do your research. Immediately. I highly recommend that. This seems serious. Serious as a heart attack. ACTION! Fuck you! Nuhhhhh–fuck you, you fucking fuck! Look, you lost, alright. Ughhhhhh. It's three to one. Three to one?! Yes. Fuck. Wait a–wait– What. Aren't there five of you guys? What? Huh-huh? No. Yes. There are. No. There's. Why. Five–of us–four of us You're lying. One, two, three *hiccups* four– Strike force “five”? I'm two guys! FUCK. We're missing one. Fuck. They figured us out. I figured out nothing. I'm drunk. I Fluffed. just know the difference–s between Five and One What. Four and Five! okay . Fuck. Well that's right. Well can't we just do it with us. NO! Why not. Because. the singularity has to be in the exact circumstance when this lightning strikes as the first one was. But– That's impossible. It's not–*hiccups*--umpossible. I was 9! “9 and a half!” “The half counts.” But not right now! Because i'm like a 60 year old guy! What! Gross. You're 60?! I think so! Then how old am I!?! I don't know! How old were you before!? I'm your brother! You don't know how old I am!? You're not my brother now, so maybe–I don't know–you never were! *gasps* take that bacK! [The boys fight amongst eachother] Fuck me, man. No thank you. What in the fuck did I write. I don't know but. CUT TO Ooh. Dice. DON'T TOUCH *poof* ENTER THE MULTIVERSE: L E G E N D S “The Magic Dice” (A Triad) NICE. FUCK yOu DUDE. nO fuck U U dElEETED My WRLD. THen is must not have been that great. *exaggerateD gasp* *even more exaggerated gasp* *Fluffs* *fluffs harder* *explodes* [The Festival Project ™ ] MEANWHILE The Aliens Are On A Pirate Ship, There's Still No Sign of [Redacted] and that's what this beat is called. -U. iS this a montage? Idk it just seems like a ship sinking in very slow motion. [A pirate ship full of aliens is sinking in very slow motion in a thunderous maelstrom.] (in IMAX 3D) Wow. I like that. This is fascinating. JIMMY KIMMEL is pacing relentlessly; he is driving the other hosts up a wall. KIMMEL I'm hungry, I want pants. I'm hungry– I want pants– Jimmy... KIMMEL I'm hungry– Jimmy! KIMMEL I want pants! JIMMY! KIMMEL WHAT! I'M HUNGRY AND I WANT PANTS! Oh, is that when— CRAIG FURGUSON has had enough. CRAIG You want bloody pants! KIMMEL YES! I WANT PANTS! CRAIG You know what! Fine! I'll make you some fucking pants if you just–shut UP! KIMMEL AND I'M HUNGRY. CRAIG FIRST THINGS FIRST! CRAIG FURGUSON assembles some very eclectic pants from the drapery inside the mansion; this of course reveals the windows to be boarded up in a highly distinct bunker-like maximum security prison-ish fashion, but THE HOSTS at the very least now have makeshift pants; which are startlingly fashionable: read: bohemian chic. Why do mine have beads still attached? He pulls the decorative ripchord and his fly opens promptly. Oh. CRAIG FURGUSON For emergencies. He continues pulling it in sequence with the matching lamp; he alternates turning the lights on and off and opening and shutting his pants flap in admiration. CRAIG FURGUSON CONT'D In case you really have to go. (Facinated) Ooh! CRAIG FURGUSON is satisfied with his work. CRAIG FURGUSON CONT'D I guess you could say, “The curtains match the drapes” CONAN O'BRIEN (beat) …not mine. {Enter The Multiverse} Fearsome, fearsome friends– Fearsome fearsome few Fearsome fearsome tears Listen whispers Fearsome twin Silly hollows All the lies All that waits is Hollywood and chosen five at ends of times All that waits are kings and wisdom All that knows are far, and farther All that needs is nothing, lessons All that fears is our kind Waiting. Shallow. Whispers, Gaining, Hornets nests and looming , gifted Shadow watchers Our time Farrows, Listen, Glistening as sparrows, Gifted– Kill God, There remains a far price There remains a far cry A call to wolves A false time The fabric is losts on Ghosts and Carry trains, Wishes and Tilted, Whisperers Before our Galaxy of Hard times and Wishes, Wishes, Wilting, Flowers, Waiting, Waiting And Waiting And Waiting And wanting but watching The water Gallons Fly up The wanted Waiting The gallows Have haunted us Far cries, Far cry Fear twins, have shattered To notice us Chatterbox Listens and Life turns and Waiting and Galaxies Gallantly Waiting The gallows Have haunted us Waiting And Waiting And Waiting and Water. We're watching you. An ACHINGLY TALL red-headed fellow finds himself in a FIGHT TO THE DEATH, being cast over eons and decades, and cascaded in and our of portals throughout the ever-infinite dimensional portals of unknown realms as his grasp on life itself and reality begins to fade as he crosses in and out of parallels, one galaxy to the next and one lifetime to another, gripping death and darkness in one hand and light and living in the other. In this bloody brawl, scrawling across an expanse of unknown and unknowable times and realms, this mystic remains still yet as infinite and omniscient in himself as the Gods he looks to for mercy, as the journey has been known to become of these very same deities in its context and process. A folding timeline of blood and sacrifice melds itself into the rope of the materiel worlds; not one fabric of time but many twisted and woven fibers into one rope from which he climbs into the ranks of the upperworld–or heaven, then also slipping seemingly sometimes into the depths of the underworld, a Hell known to all man as this, existence not as one but many consumed in the shadow processes of wickedness and torture, war amongst one another, and the well known humanities of pride, faith, justice and wealth. …this is supposed to be Conan? Uhh… “Achingly tall red-head?” yeah I guess. –O'Brien? [beat] He seems capable. Don't pity me, For not I weep of our pride on doorsteps not allowed, But for the grace and hope of fortune in another world i've known But lest forgotten; Do not feign me for my ignorance in desire, For I am not of man, or woman, or grain, or stone But of the world itself and all ire. (Don't doubt me.) To be cruel not those who pass judgement That weighs in this way or that is utmost critical, In this the end of times and now the end of my desires, And yet the way that I have known, And the offer I have rung Is not here, but elsewhere. And yea, I walk alone. Amen. What the fuck does this have to do with show hosts. Almost always Irish Catholic Almost Always clothed in robes Almost Always fathers, aren't I? Almost always old, of Rome. Almost always birds of feather Almost always sticks and stones Almost always on the airwaves Almost always silver, gold Slither, Slither, Here i wait And Slither slither, Here I came And whether she will slit her wrists Is neither here Nor either there It's a comfort that I offer you to slaughter; That you'd rather not to love but instead murder– I'd be better off to love, then kill you after, Course, tarantula, or just as well, a spider. It's a comfort that I offer you to kill me; Lay my head upon a sanded wooden platter– That you'd rather me to say I'd kill than love you– So I rather just to love, then murder after. Woah. Good to God, God ought to know. I close my palms together full of laughter, So. Good to God, God ought to know, I sacrified my life for ever after. So far. Good to God, God ought to know, That all he wants, I want My heart is surely shattered. Now what. Good as God, God ought to know, That all I want becomes; The looking glass, The wishing well, The cross to bare The shepherd to the pasture. Amen. Omen. All men. Want none. But one. But– So. [The Festival Project™ ] {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S: ICONS W E L C O M E -Ū. Copyright The Festival Project, Inc. ™ & The Complex Collective © 2015-2025 All Rights Reserved B A C K Tales of A Superstar DJ

Pools of blood, And pools of dust, And fools, and fools, and fools Pools of love, And pools of list And tools and tools, and tools Pools of us, And Pools of hours And palms of pools D'hors Pools of plants, And pools of listen Pools and Pools and Pools Now, for us, what's at stake has come upon us For whether which now or ever ties have made for us to burn; Ne'er mistake there lust for listens and of ponders, Waterfalls of love and feathers, wanders Ties to honor stars and fore of fathers Almost lost it, there, I– Almost gathered, therefore. [ ] So to us who part ties, Of tied knots and of stomach's wrench To nourish shadows as remains her honor, I, depart my once, I, as flocking doves, The twist'of fated never Bare I fear or fonder Where, where, for again (bare tied as to none) and again wakes as has but not in time, to grove– The box I paved and yet, Set aside not as slabs of stone Or ash and fire But there i wake In cedar pine and oak The turn of slumber as the glow of what I once did not know, Now has shined against My eyes as water Luminescence Oh Goddamnit. Peaking pride, the oath Again i wait and ne'er did I come, but forth I woke, and also thought Not one but worlds of color, And there i know, to heart the seas I parted Not shallow or in shallows waking, red as scarlet blood but mauve, and then, the coping stays of which I gathered here has Agape and aching, wet with pride and courage Forefront others As thought to know, I, And I become, as known, now not and. “All White World” Our ENSEMBLE awakens slowly in the void of light; an all white space seemingly endless and drenched in blinding light; slowly awakening as if upon a cloud, and yet, washed in the drenched brightness of an all white world–familiar and together, but also new; The uniformity of all white attire and the simplicity of symmetry–all alike but of many and also one. I promise there's pancakes; I promise there's porridge I primise there's light at the end of the tunnel (the end of the night and beginning of brunch) And yes, I promise a run And a run for the office (not by far) And not unpardoned I promise to pray And I promise to wait And i promise to ache In the acres I've laid Made of all green pastures And days and days Without saying my name Pass us over Now…. Hiatus, Hiatus, Hiatus! My maples for all of us, cornbread And cream of the coconut (cream of the coconut) Screams from the underworld (Calling! They're calling) And trees of the very best kind; Plush with fruits What a prosperous product A merciless giving A scrupulous foreign (For four eyes, not one on my forehead) –policy! Don't you know, Conan, That all this goes over my– Over my over– Over my Over my head, –like a snowball? Don't you know, though, That nothing goes over his– Over his over– Over his Over his head –no one throws that high! (Not in softball!) ENSEMBLE What an apocalypse! What an apocalypse! What a protocol! What a dunce! What an oddball! Don't you know Nothing goes over Goes over Goes over us Nothing goes over us Nothing goes over Nothing goes over No bombs being dropped And the worst has to come because Nobody's turning this off; It's a turning point Not a mantra! It's a saga And nothing less short than a– Awful apocalypse; Long hiatus and no-low doses of Polymorohypothesis– Whatever that is! Don't you know, Conan, They're all going wrong with us. No, There's no knowing the coat From the hotbox, the hoot from the horus, the laugh from the chopsticks, The room full of products Or coatrooms of corpses No, There's no knowing us But out of nowhere The hour comes running upon us, And so The show must go on The show must go on The show must go…. DIRECTOR CUT! WHAT! That was FABULOUS! I don't disagree with you. However– What is it now? A MAN hangs by nothing but seemingly a very tightly buckled pair of restraints, above his head–the source of the object from which he hangs unknown, he appears to almost float, in fact, in quite the sufferable struggle. Holy fuck, guy. You're still up here? The VOICE comes from above but is yet unseen, it appears as though two very tidy clean white tennis shoes appear to be holding the straps of these restraints in place. CONT'D That's amazing. No false ties, And no hard wars, And no jolly ranchers, Gob stoppers, or nerf ropes. No fruit roll ups, No lunchables, or gushers No hamburger helper And no candy crush Just Drugs And more Drugs And more Drugs and more Morons Donuts, and drag queens, Tim Hortons, And Mormons; Mothballs, and Roaches, And horseflies, And rodents – Now guess which long road you're on (guess which long road you're on) Guess which long road you're aaaaahhhhhh– HALT. Who goes there. What the fuck is THIS. Finally, two acts past intermission, The troll under the bridge has put his cancer in remission The redactions have acted as class-action warfare, McDonalds has sponsored us, But barely. Look: just. No. I'm not endorsing this. Why. Because! It's killing people! Shh! It is! He–'s uh–joking. Actors! Improvising! Hush. Left and right! Speaking of left and right– You know who our sponsors are, right? Of coure! This nonsense! No! The– Shh–! –Owners of this product. Beg your pardon. Do you know who owns this brand and company? No. Well, do your research. Immediately. I highly recommend that. This seems serious. Serious as a heart attack. ACTION! Fuck you! Nuhhhhh–fuck you, you fucking fuck! Look, you lost, alright. Ughhhhhh. It's three to one. Three to one?! Yes. Fuck. Wait a–wait– What. Aren't there five of you guys? What? Huh-huh? No. Yes. There are. No. There's. Why. Five–of us–four of us You're lying. One, two, three *hiccups* four– Strike force “five”? I'm two guys! FUCK. We're missing one. Fuck. They figured us out. I figured out nothing. I'm drunk. I Fluffed. just know the difference–s between Five and One What. Four and Five! okay . Fuck. Well that's right. Well can't we just do it with us. NO! Why not. Because. the singularity has to be in the exact circumstance when this lightning strikes as the first one was. But– That's impossible. It's not–*hiccups*--umpossible. I was 9! “9 and a half!” “The half counts.” But not right now! Because i'm like a 60 year old guy! What! Gross. You're 60?! I think so! Then how old am I!?! I don't know! How old were you before!? I'm your brother! You don't know how old I am!? You're not my brother now, so maybe–I don't know–you never were! *gasps* take that bacK! [The boys fight amongst eachother] Fuck me, man. No thank you. What in the fuck did I write. I don't know but. CUT TO Ooh. Dice. DON'T TOUCH *poof* ENTER THE MULTIVERSE: L E G E N D S “The Magic Dice” (A Triad) NICE. FUCK yOu DUDE. nO fuck U U dElEETED My WRLD. THen is must not have been that great. *exaggerateD gasp* *even more exaggerated gasp* *Fluffs* *fluffs harder* *explodes* [The Festival Project ™ ] MEANWHILE The Aliens Are On A Pirate Ship, There's Still No Sign of [Redacted] and that's what this beat is called. -U. iS this a montage? Idk it just seems like a ship sinking in very slow motion. [A pirate ship full of aliens is sinking in very slow motion in a thunderous maelstrom.] (in IMAX 3D) Wow. I like that. This is fascinating. JIMMY KIMMEL is pacing relentlessly; he is driving the other hosts up a wall. KIMMEL I'm hungry, I want pants. I'm hungry– I want pants– Jimmy... KIMMEL I'm hungry– Jimmy! KIMMEL I want pants! JIMMY! KIMMEL WHAT! I'M HUNGRY AND I WANT PANTS! Oh, is that when— CRAIG FURGUSON has had enough. CRAIG You want bloody pants! KIMMEL YES! I WANT PANTS! CRAIG You know what! Fine! I'll make you some fucking pants if you just–shut UP! KIMMEL AND I'M HUNGRY. CRAIG FIRST THINGS FIRST! CRAIG FURGUSON assembles some very eclectic pants from the drapery inside the mansion; this of course reveals the windows to be boarded up in a highly distinct bunker-like maximum security prison-ish fashion, but THE HOSTS at the very least now have makeshift pants; which are startlingly fashionable: read: bohemian chic. Why do mine have beads still attached? He pulls the decorative ripchord and his fly opens promptly. Oh. CRAIG FURGUSON For emergencies. He continues pulling it in sequence with the matching lamp; he alternates turning the lights on and off and opening and shutting his pants flap in admiration. CRAIG FURGUSON CONT'D In case you really have to go. (Facinated) Ooh! CRAIG FURGUSON is satisfied with his work. CRAIG FURGUSON CONT'D I guess you could say, “The curtains match the drapes” CONAN O'BRIEN (beat) …not mine. {Enter The Multiverse} Fearsome, fearsome friends– Fearsome fearsome few Fearsome fearsome tears Listen whispers Fearsome twin Silly hollows All the lies All that waits is Hollywood and chosen five at ends of times All that waits are kings and wisdom All that knows are far, and farther All that needs is nothing, lessons All that fears is our kind Waiting. Shallow. Whispers, Gaining, Hornets nests and looming , gifted Shadow watchers Our time Farrows, Listen, Glistening as sparrows, Gifted– Kill God, There remains a far price There remains a far cry A call to wolves A false time The fabric is losts on Ghosts and Carry trains, Wishes and Tilted, Whisperers Before our Galaxy of Hard times and Wishes, Wishes, Wilting, Flowers, Waiting, Waiting And Waiting And Waiting And wanting but watching The water Gallons Fly up The wanted Waiting The gallows Have haunted us Far cries, Far cry Fear twins, have shattered To notice us Chatterbox Listens and Life turns and Waiting and Galaxies Gallantly Waiting The gallows Have haunted us Waiting And Waiting And Waiting and Water. We're watching you. An ACHINGLY TALL red-headed fellow finds himself in a FIGHT TO THE DEATH, being cast over eons and decades, and cascaded in and our of portals throughout the ever-infinite dimensional portals of unknown realms as his grasp on life itself and reality begins to fade as he crosses in and out of parallels, one galaxy to the next and one lifetime to another, gripping death and darkness in one hand and light and living in the other. In this bloody brawl, scrawling across an expanse of unknown and unknowable times and realms, this mystic remains still yet as infinite and omniscient in himself as the Gods he looks to for mercy, as the journey has been known to become of these very same deities in its context and process. A folding timeline of blood and sacrifice melds itself into the rope of the materiel worlds; not one fabric of time but many twisted and woven fibers into one rope from which he climbs into the ranks of the upperworld–or heaven, then also slipping seemingly sometimes into the depths of the underworld, a Hell known to all man as this, existence not as one but many consumed in the shadow processes of wickedness and torture, war amongst one another, and the well known humanities of pride, faith, justice and wealth. …this is supposed to be Conan? Uhh… “Achingly tall red-head?” yeah I guess. –O'Brien? [beat] He seems capable. Don't pity me, For not I weep of our pride on doorsteps not allowed, But for the grace and hope of fortune in another world i've known But lest forgotten; Do not feign me for my ignorance in desire, For I am not of man, or woman, or grain, or stone But of the world itself and all ire. (Don't doubt me.) To be cruel not those who pass judgement That weighs in this way or that is utmost critical, In this the end of times and now the end of my desires, And yet the way that I have known, And the offer I have rung Is not here, but elsewhere. And yea, I walk alone. Amen. What the fuck does this have to do with show hosts. Almost always Irish Catholic Almost Always clothed in robes Almost Always fathers, aren't I? Almost always old, of Rome. Almost always birds of feather Almost always sticks and stones Almost always on the airwaves Almost always silver, gold Slither, Slither, Here i wait And Slither slither, Here I came And whether she will slit her wrists Is neither here Nor either there It's a comfort that I offer you to slaughter; That you'd rather not to love but instead murder– I'd be better off to love, then kill you after, Course, tarantula, or just as well, a spider. It's a comfort that I offer you to kill me; Lay my head upon a sanded wooden platter– That you'd rather me to say I'd kill than love you– So I rather just to love, then murder after. Woah. Good to God, God ought to know. I close my palms together full of laughter, So. Good to God, God ought to know, I sacrified my life for ever after. So far. Good to God, God ought to know, That all he wants, I want My heart is surely shattered. Now what. Good as God, God ought to know, That all I want becomes; The looking glass, The wishing well, The cross to bare The shepherd to the pasture. Amen. Omen. All men. Want none. But one. But– So. [The Festival Project™ ] {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S: ICONS W E L C O M E -Ū. Copyright The Festival Project, Inc. ™ & The Complex Collective © 2015-2025 All Rights Reserved B A C K Tales of A Superstar DJ

Seit Wirksamwerden der Datenschutz-Grundverordnung (DSGVO) 2018 sind die Inhaberdaten von Domains weitgehend unter Verschluss. Was vorher über das sogenannte Whois-System frei zugänglich war, ist heute nur noch schwer zu bekommen. In Episode 138 diskutieren Holger und Joerg mit dem Domainrecht-Experten Thomas Rickert über die Auswirkungen dieser Entwicklung. Rickert ist geschäftsführender Gesellschafter der Rickert Rechtsanwaltsgesellschaft und außerdem im Rat der Generic Names Supporting Organization (GNSO Council) aktiv, die wiederum Teil der zentralen Domain-Verwaltung Internet Corporation for Assigned Names and Numbers (ICANN) ist. Außerdem leitet der Rechtsanwalt beim eco-Verband die KG Names & Numbers. Rickert schildert, dass vor der DSGVO für jede Domainregistrierung über 70 Datenelemente erhoben und veröffentlicht werden mussten - vom Namen über die Adresse bis zur Faxnummer. Diese Praxis führte dazu, dass Datenhändler die Informationen massenhaft abgriffen und Domaininhaber kurz nach der Registrierung mit Spam überhäuft wurden. Die ICANN reagierte auf die DSGVO mit einer Notlösung: Statt der Daten erscheint seitdem meist nur noch "Redacted for Privacy". Für Rechteinhaber wie Verlage, die gegen Urheberrechtsverletzungen vorgehen wollen, ist das ein Problem, betont Heidrich. Er berichtet frustriert, dass er bei offensichtlichen Rechtsverletzungen keine Kontaktmöglichkeit mehr findet. Die Täter verstecken sich bewusst hinter amerikanischen Anbietern, die keine Auskünfte erteilen. Rickert verteidigt die neue Praxis, die alte sei datenschutzrechtlich nicht haltbar gewesen. Zudem überschätze man den Wert der Registrierungsdaten bei der Bekämpfung von Cyberkriminalität. Über 50 Prozent der Phishing-Fälle liefen über kompromittierte Websites legitimer Betreiber. Wichtiger als der Zugriff auf Inhaberdaten sei die schnelle Reaktion durch Domainsuspendierung. Die ICANN arbeitet an Lösungen wie dem Registration Data Request System (RDRS), das Anfragen an die richtigen Stellen weiterleitet. Überdies soll die EU-Richtlinie NIS2 mit ihrem Art. 28 neue Rechtsgrundlagen für die Herausgabe von Domaindaten schaffen. Unternehmensdaten sollen wieder veröffentlicht werden müssen, und berechtigte Anfragen binnen 72 Stunden beantwortet werden. Die Diskussion zeigt exemplarisch am wichtigen DNS den Konflikt zwischen Datenschutz und berechtigten Transparenzinteressen. Während die einen das "Going Dark" des Whois-Systems beklagen, sehen andere darin eine überfällige Korrektur datenschutzwidriger Praktiken.

 Is the 2025 version of Superman the best one ever? Well let's not get carried away just yet, but... well you're going to have to listen to find out if James Gunn has erased the memory of the Snyderverse from our collective minds. Is David Corenswet ready to take his place amongst the greats? Is Mister Terrific the Gift? Or The Curse? Your hosts @DJBenHaMeen and @TatianaKing return with special guests @BlackGayComicGeek & @GothamGeekGirl to break down everything about the movie in a completely SPOILER FREE zone. We know you haven't seen it, and we want you to be just as suprised when [REDACTED] shows up... so go ahead and press play and enjoy!Thank you for watching!!!FOLLOW ON SOCIAL: Twitter.Com/ForAllNerds Instagram.Com/ForAllNerds Twitch.TV/ForAllNerds GET YOUR FORALLNERDS MERCH HERE: Forallnerds.com PATREON: Patreon.com/ForAllNerdsBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/for-all-nerds-show--5649266/support.

The World Health Organization isn't just about global health — it's about global control. In this explosive interview, researcher James Roguski pulls back the curtain on the WHO's shady past, its ties to Big Pharma, and the terrifying new treaties that could override national sovereignty forever. From unelected bureaucrats pushing digital health passports to secret pandemic treaty negotiations that Biden quietly signed onto — this is the side of the WHO they don't want you to see.

Written by MontagueEtc Narrated by Kelsey RobertsDr. ████ - Nox Tenholderhttps://bsky.app/profile/nonathetenth.bsky.socialPatronsYamtagglerCarbon281Andrew FarrPhyrexianNinjaMichael Vejlø TerkelsenCealenKeely WoodTanisRulerOfAllXHAWK77XAgent__MaxwellProCupidineNataSupport our work with them at patreon.com/scpunredactedUn[REDACTED] community links: YouTube: https://bit.ly/unredactedyoutubeSpotify: https://spoti.fi/3mNCLulTikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@scpunredactedDiscord: https://bit.ly/unredacteddiscordInsta: https://bit.ly/unredactedinstagramTwitter: https://bit.ly/unredactedtwitterCaptivate: https://bit.ly/unredactedcaptivateApple: https://apple.co/3FO8qTYOriginal article located at https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-8356SCP Un[REDACTED] is a Smooth Cadence Production and is released under CC-by-SA 3.0

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Jason and Rosie are here with their reactions to the ambitious final three episodes of Ironheart! We show some love for Zeke Stane, break down the mixing of magic and tech, and react to the cameo from [REDACTED]. Follow Jason: IG & Bluesky Follow Rosie: IG & Letterboxd Follow X-Ray Vision on Instagram Join the X-Ray Vision DiscordSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Cristina Gomez breaks down and reviews stunning statements from a new interview with US Representative Eric Burlison, related to who advised him to go to Mexico about seeing Buga Sphere UFO and inspection of the alleged alien bodies from Nazca, and other related news updates. CREDIT: REDACTED SOURCES: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5FKtPxaPdfA00:00 - Why Did Burlison Go to Mexico?03:19 - "It Looks Handmade" - First Look05:58 - Japan's UFO Program & Global Response07:41 - Grusch Told Him to Investigate Bodies10:19 - Whistleblower Call Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/strange-and-unexplained--5235662/support.

This week's episode covers a lot of ground, because we're answering your burning listener questions (but you should still see a doctor). One involves modding and romance options in games like Fallout 4 or Cyberpunk 2077. The next question is all about class fantasy in WoW, and which our hosts think is defined the best. The final question is about the upcoming Legion Remix: what are our hosts looking forward to the most on the revisit? And what do they think might change, or be added. After all, we've done this all before.And, as per usual on Lore Watch, the questions are really just the beginning.If you enjoy the show, please support us on Patreon, where you can get these episodes early and ad-free! Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Written by rottingraisins Narrated by Kelsey RobertsSylvia Shell - Maldwyn Giannakodimoshttps://x.com/maldwyn_voPatronsYamtagglerCarbon281Andrew FarrPhyrexianNinjaMichael Vejlø TerkelsenCealenKeely WoodTanisRulerOfAllXHAWK77XAgent__MaxwellProCupidineNataSupport our work with them at patreon.com/scpunredactedUn[REDACTED] community links: YouTube: https://bit.ly/unredactedyoutubeSpotify: https://spoti.fi/3mNCLulTikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@scpunredactedDiscord: https://bit.ly/unredacteddiscordInsta: https://bit.ly/unredactedinstagramTwitter: https://bit.ly/unredactedtwitterCaptivate: https://bit.ly/unredactedcaptivateApple: https://apple.co/3FO8qTYOriginal article located at https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-8356SCP Un[REDACTED] is a Smooth Cadence Production and is released under CC-by-SA 3.0Mentioned in this episode:Patreon liner 1Patreon liner 2

This week Stacey tells us about Dennis Martin, a six-year-old boy who vanished on June 14, 1969, during a family camping trip in the Great Smoky Mountains National Park in Tennessee, sparking one of the largest search efforts in the park's history.Sources:https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Disappearance_of_Dennis_Martinhttps://www.nps.gov/aboutus/foia/upload/1969_GRSM_DennisMartin_dissapearance_REDACTED.pdfhttps://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/David_Paulideshttps://medium.com/@brandonellis_25067/they-walked-ahead-on-the-trail-and-vanished-forever-b3d147e75eeb https://www.reddit.com/r/Missing411/comments/1huk8u5/question_about_the_dennis_martin_case/Support the show

Talk Back to MeThe first six months of 2025 have displayed a roller coaster of events, many of which presented as catastrophes, or great victories depending on political affiliation. At the same time, the Gun Culture has witnessed the end of an era, where names that once led companies and held the attention of millions slip away in disgrace. Not all kingdoms are built to last. Whether it's Military action in Iran, or Riots in LA, or Parliamentarians getting in the way of a long awaited curbing of the NFA, it's easy to look at what we're up against and throw up one's hands in lament. But that is not the path. Did we expect it to be so easy as an election? Did we expect that, with every step forward we would face less and less opposition? This isn't a problem that can be solved in the mind alone. Having the right answers is just the first step, one that must be followed with Courage. Use Code 2025deaddrop10 for 10% off your order at obsidianarms.comThis episode has been sponsored by Obsidian Arms, a manufacturer of tools, parts and firearms, as well as operating as an OEM shop for those looking to bring excellence to the market. Their Minnesota-based shop builds and cuts parts out of U.S.-sourced materials. Their gunsmith tools, custom firearms, and capabilities can be found at www.obsidianarms.comSupport the REDACTED Culture Cast at redactedculture.locals.comSSP and boutique products at redactedllc.comFollow us on Instagram at @redactedllc

A bombshell new report asserts that Israel considered orchestrating a “false-flag” operation on U.S. soil to drag America into war with Iran. 

President Trump says that the strikes on Iran were devastating and they're done.  Israel has agreed with this statement so whether it is or isn't destroyed, what we hope this means is that the U.S. is done. No do-overs, no backsies. 

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On Monday, Trump did a victory lap due to a ceasefire agreement between Israel and Iran. 

Months-long delays, 60-minute matches, and missing star players – this is the reality of watching the English Premier League in North Korea. This episode examines how KCTV broadcasts the world's most popular football league under tight state control, revealing what North Koreans see and what the regime ensures they don't. North Korea, EPL, KCTV, state control, censored football

When John Edmonds began killing interdimensional aliens with a samurai sword at his Arizona ranch, he sparked one of the most controversial battles in UFO history — but the vanishing bodies and missing evidence raise disturbing questions about what really happened in the desert.Join the DARKNESS SYNDICATE: https://weirddarkness.com/syndicateABOUT WEIRD DARKNESS: Weird Darkness is a true crime and paranormal podcast narrated by professional award-winning voice actor, Darren Marlar. Seven days per week, Weird Darkness focuses on all thing strange and macabre such as haunted locations, unsolved mysteries, true ghost stories, supernatural manifestations, urban legends, unsolved or cold case murders, conspiracy theories, and more. On Thursdays, this scary stories podcast features horror fiction along with the occasional creepypasta. Weird Darkness has been named one of the “Best 20 Storytellers in Podcasting” by Podcast Business Journal. Listeners have described the show as a cross between “Coast to Coast” with Art Bell, “The Twilight Zone” with Rod Serling, “Unsolved Mysteries” with Robert Stack, and “In Search Of” with Leonard Nimoy.DISCLAIMER: Ads heard during the podcast that are not in my voice are placed by third party agencies outside of my control and should not imply an endorsement by Weird Darkness or myself. *** Stories and content in Weird Darkness can be disturbing for some listeners and intended for mature audiences only. Parental discretion is strongly advised.IN THIS EPISODE: In the remote desert of Rainbow Valley, Arizona, Stardust Ranch hides secrets that defy belief — glowing lights in the sky, strange beings lurking in the shadows, and unexplained phenomena that push the boundaries of reality. Are John and Joyce Edmonds the unwitting guardians of a portal to another dimension? Is their story a descent into madness? Or are we all fascinated by what is just an elaborate hoax? (Interdimensional Intruders: The Mystery of Stardust Ranch) *** In the abandoned halls of Gartloch Hospital, a century-old psychiatric facility on the outskirts of Glasgow, two nurses recount chilling encounters with spectral figures from the past. From mysterious footsteps echoing in empty corridors to a ghostly matron disappearing through locked doors, their stories paint a picture of a hospital where the line between the living and the dead blurs. Do the spirits of Gartloch's past still roam its wards? (The Ghosts of Garloch) *** In 1954, a wave of panic swept through Washington state as thousands of motorists reported mysterious damage to their car windshields. What began as a local curiosity in Bellingham soon exploded into a statewide phenomenon, sparking wild theories ranging from cosmic rays to hatching sand fleas. But was this truly an epidemic of vandalism and unexplained phenomena, or a textbook case of mass delusion fueled by Cold War anxieties? (The Seattle Windshield Pitting Epidemic) *** In the depths of Switzerland's Lake Brienz, a drowned man's body was found astonishingly intact — despite having been dead for over 300 years. Preserved by the rare and eerie process of saponification, his remains were encased in a waxy substance formed from body fat under the right conditions. This eerie phenomenon transforms bodies into waxy time capsules, defying the natural process of decay. We'll look at the creepy but somehow natural reality of corpse wax. (Corpse Wax) *** For centuries, scholars and enthusiasts have speculated about hidden messages encoded within ancient texts, with recent claims suggesting that the Bible itself conceals secret prophecies waiting to be uncovered. From predicting historical events like World War II and the assassination of Yitzhak Rabin to foretelling the Oklahoma City bombing, proponents of the "Bible Code" believe these codes reveal divine insights. Are these hidden messages genuine revelations, or merely the result of overactive imaginations and random patterns? (The Bible Code)CHAPTERS & TIME STAMPS (All Times Approximate)…00:00:00.000 = Lead-In00:01:37.388 = Show Open00:05:22.514 = Interdimensional Intruders: The Mystery of Stardust Ranch00:30:07.379 = The Ghosts of Gartloch00:40:24.733 = The Seattle Windshield Pitting Epidemic00:49:24.279 = Corpse Wax: The macabre Phenomenon of Naturally Preserved Bodies00:54:41.669 = The Bible Code: Secrets in Scriptures or Gullibility In The Gospels?01:05:31.556 = Show CloseSOURCES AND RESOURCES FROM THE EPISODE…BOOK: “The Link: An Extraterrestrial Odyssey, The True Story of Alien Contact” by Jonathan Reed: https://amzn.to/3BqrDgVBOOK: “Strange Craft: The True Story of An Air Force Intelligence Officer's Life with UFOs” by John L. Guerra:https://amzn.to/4egOZEjBOOK: “The Bible Code” by Michael Drosnin: https://amzn.to/4ehtH9HBOOK: “The Mysterious Bible Codes” by Grant Jeffrey: https://amzn.to/3MXHvdCBOOK: “Who Wrote The Bible Code?” by Randall Ingermanson, PHD: https://amzn.to/47zZMXY“The Bible Code: Secrets In Scriptures, or Gullibility In The Gospels?” source: Wayne Jackson, Christian Courrier:https://weirddarkness.tiny.us/3hkuxhdt“The Ghosts of Gartloch” source: Peter McCue, Spooky Isles: https://weirddarkness.tiny.us/c49ebhr3“The Seattle Windshield Pitting 'Epidemic'” by Vernieda Vergara for The Line Up (used with permission):https://weirddarkness.tiny.us/2p8bctd2“Interdimensional Intruders: The Mystery of Stardust Ranch” source: Marcus Lowth, UFO Insight:https://weirddarkness.tiny.us/2p9x3h6x“Corpse Wax: The Macabre Phenomenon of Naturally Preserved Bodies” by Kelsey Christine McConnell for The Line Up (used with permission): https://weirddarkness.tiny.us/2k66j62a=====(Over time links may become invalid, disappear, or have different content. I always make sure to give authors credit for the material I use whenever possible. If I somehow overlooked doing so for a story, or if a credit is incorrect, please let me know and I will rectify it in these show notes immediately. Some links included above may benefit me financially through qualifying purchases.)= = = = ="I have come into the world as a light, so that no one who believes in me should stay in darkness." — John 12:46= = = = =WeirdDarkness® is a registered trademark. Copyright ©2025, Weird Darkness.=====Originally aired: September 24, 2024NOTE: Some of this content may have been created with assistance from AI tools, but it has been reviewed, edited, narrated, produced, and approved by Darren Marlar, creator and host of Weird Darkness — who, despite popular conspiracy theories, is NOT an AI voice. (AI Policy)EPISODE PAGE at WeirdDarkness.com (includes list of sources): https://weirddarkness.com/StardustRanch

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Well it was only a matter of time before the zionist and AIPAC controlled members of congress would call for Boots on the ground in Iran. Yes Americans will die to fight Iran... and you will like it says Senator Lindsey Graham.

The Professor Frenzy Show Episode 362 Blood Type #1 (EC Comics) from Oni Press  |  Writer(s):Corinna Bechko   | Artist(s):Andrea Sorrentino  |  $4.99 Conan The Barbarian Vol 5 #21  from Titan Comics  |  Writer(s):Jim Zub  | Artist(s):Fernando Dagnino  |  $3.99 Hello Darkness #11  from BOOM! Studios  |  Writer(s):RL Stine  |  Artist(s):Francesco Francavilla  |  $5.99 Something Is Killing The Children #42  from BOOM! Studios  |  Writer(s):James TynionIV  |  Artist(s):Werther Dell Edera  |  $4.99 MAD magazine #44 (W/A The usual gang of idiots) $5.99 - salute to Superman Toxie Team Up #1  from Ahoy Comics  |  Writer(s):Mark Russell  |  Artist(s):Richard Pace | $3.99 I Hate Fairyland Vol 2 #41  from Image  |  Writer(s):Skottie Young  |  Artist(s):Derek LaufmanJean Francois BeaulieuNate Piekos  |  $3.99 Free Planet #2 from Image Comics (W) Aubrey Sitterson (A) Jed Dougherty $3.99  The Future is ****** #2 (60 issue limited series) from Rekcah Comics (W) Fred Van Lente  (A) Ennio Bufi  $4.04  - F'd?  Redacted?  Censored?   Transformers Vol 5 #21  from Image  |  Writer(s):Daniel Warren Johnson  | Artist(s):Jorge Corona Mike Spicer  |  $3.99 This Week's Best Comic Books Blood and Thunder #2 from Image Comics (W) Benito Cereno (A/CA) E.J. Su, Michele Msassyk Assarasakorn  $3.99  G.I. Joe #8 from Image Comics (W) Joshua Williamson (A) Andrea Milana, Lee Loughridge $3.99  Vatican City #3  from Dark Horse  |  Writer(s):Mark Millar  |  Artist(s):Per Berg  |  $5.99 Bug Wars #5  from Image  |  Writer(s):Jason Aaron  |  Artist(s):Mahmud Asrar  |  $4.99 Exquisite Corpses #2  from Image  |  Writer(s):Michael Walsh James Tynion IV  | Artist(s):Marianna Ignazzi Michael Walsh  |  $4.99 I Was A Fashion School Serial Killer #3  from Image  |  Writer(s):Doug Wagner  | Artist(s):Daniel Hillyard  |  $3.99 Phantom Road #13 from Image  |  Writer(s):Jeff Lemire  |  Artist(s):Gabriel Hernandez Walta Jordie Bellaire  |  $3.99 Benjamin #1  from Oni Press  |  Writer(s):Ben H. Winters  |  Artist(s):Leomacs  |  $5.99 Epitaphs From The Abyss #12  (EC Comics) from Oni Press  |  Writer(s):Chris Condon  |  Artist(s):Tyler Crook  |  $4.99 Last Witch Blood And Betrayal #1  from BOOM! Studios  |  Writer(s):Conor McCreery  |  Artist(s):VV Glass  |  $5.99 Money Shot Big Bang #2  from Vault Comics  |  Writer(s):Tim Selley  |  Artist(s):Garth Graham  |  $4.99 Nostalgia Marvel Premiere #50 (featuring Alice Cooper); cover dated Oct.'79, cover priced 40 cents  This week's that guy that was in that show is  Val Biosoglio Twilight Zone: The Thirty Fathom Grave, Season 4 Episode 2 Featured music Stock; most cues from "The Invaders", Original air date January 10, 1963

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Talk Back to MeThis weekend, a so-called Peacekeeper opened fire, shooting and killing a bystander at a No Kings protest this weekend. The presence of these armed individuals at left-wing protests has increased since the summer of love in 2020. Generally identifiable by loose, barely used gear, they present a specific type of danger to themselves and those present, similar to conscripted soldiers.In this episode we cover how to identify low-skill, low-intelligence threats in both a military and non-military setting, some of the history of these self-proclaimed peacekeepers, and the moral behind training that has caught the ire of tyrants. Use Code 2025deaddrop10 for 10% off your order at obsidianarms.comThis episode has been sponsored by Obsidian Arms, a manufacturer of tools, parts and firearms, as well as operating as an OEM shop for those looking to bring excellence to the market. Their Minnesota-based shop builds and cuts parts out of U.S.-sourced materials. Their gunsmith tools, custom firearms, and capabilities can be found at www.obsidianarms.comSupport the REDACTED Culture Cast at redactedculture.locals.comSSP and boutique products at redactedllc.comFollow us on Instagram at @redactedllc

Talk Back to MeAdventure, what a marketing term. We grew up on Lord of the Rings and watched as beloved characters embarked on a great journey. Ivan Loomis of Kit Badger joins the show to talk about spending a whole year shooting left handed, and balancing risk in thrill seeking. Join us in this episode as we talk about discerning good training, challenging the status quo on advanced skill, and turning to the mountains for a sense of adventure. Ivan Loomis can be found on Youtube at @kitbadgerInstagram: @kit_badgerWebsite: kitbadger.comUse Code 2025deaddrop10 for 10% off your order at obsidianarms.comThis episode has been sponsored by Obsidian Arms, a manufacturer of tools, parts and firearms, as well as operating as an OEM shop for those looking to bring excellence to the market. Their Minnesota-based shop builds and cuts parts out of U.S.-sourced materials. Their gunsmith tools, custom firearms, and capabilities can be found at www.obsidianarms.comSupport the REDACTED Culture Cast at redactedculture.locals.comSSP and boutique products at redactedllc.comFollow us on Instagram at @redactedllc

In this, the 93rd episode of Monster of the Week, Seb and Anton have a chat with Scott Nelson Foster about Sneak attack in premodern with his take on the deck after a great run with it.

Hello Wholigans! On today's episode of Who's There, our weekly call-in show, Zoe Saldaña shares news about her Oscar, we get the [non] tea on Anthony Ramos's Tonys appearance, Sarah Snook makes a quick $100k (presumably) for going to Raising Cane's after her big win, Gigi Paris goes on Emma Paige's podcast to talk about [REDACTED] and [REDACTED], Snoop Dogg's makes a compelling case that being a nepo baby is in fact difficult, Brie Larson gets more Nintendo money, and more! As always, call in at 619.WHO.THEM to leave questions, comments & concerns for a future episode of Who's There?. Get a ton of bonus content over on ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Patreon.com/WhoWeekly⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠. To learn more about listener data and our privacy practices visit: https://www.audacyinc.com/privacy-policy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit https://podcastchoices.com/adchoices

President Trump just announced he's qruadupling the amount of Ice raids across the US... He's giong on the offensive. Meanwhile California's anti-law riots are no longer confined to the Golden State. They're now spreading from coast to coast...Chicago, Atlanta, Seattle, San Francisco, Denver, Portland, New York, Austin TX and more. 

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The Anti-Ice riots in Los Angeles are entering a pivotal moment. President Trump has authorized the deployment of 700 US Marines to help quell the violence. Meanwhile who's funding these rioters? Videos emerged yesterday of black unmarked cars arriving in the middle of the riots to hand out expensive riot makes to protestors. Who's paying for that? 

EPISODE 82 of Five At The Door features an enlightening conversation with Conor Kincade, a multifaceted figure in the DIY music scene. Join us as we take a deep dive into Conor's whirlwind year, from back-to-back tours to the exciting news of impending fatherhood, and his pivotal role in the ever-evolving landscape of independent music.In this episode, Conor shares his journey through various roles, including being a drummer, booking agent, and now the CEO of Summit Shack, the organization behind the popular Faux[REDACTED] music festival. He reflects on the challenges of navigating the music industry, including a recent cease and desist from AEG that has sparked discussions about the implications of corporate influence on grassroots movements.The conversation touches on the importance of community in the DIY scene, as Conor discusses how he curates lineups that not only feature established acts but also spotlight emerging talent. He emphasizes the significance of creating spaces for new artists to thrive, while also recognizing the contributions of his dedicated team. Listeners will get a glimpse into the behind-the-scenes dynamics of organizing a festival that has become a rite of passage for many bands.Don't miss this episode as we explore the rich tapestry of Conor's experiences, the resilience of the DIY community, and the future of Faux[REDACTED] as it evolves into a new chapter.Show notes penned by your favorite chronicler of the musical journey at Five At The Door.(00:00) Conor Kincade talks about his crazy year and expecting his first child(02:53) You work at an employee benefits brokerage for your home job(03:59) I used to be more of an agent and less, less booking now(05:25) Matt says he thrives under a bit of pressure at work(09:58) YouTube reportedly issued a cease and assist against Shaq's YouTube channel(14:27) Riley: Thank you so much for supporting Shack over the years(18:22) Snarl: I think the best time would have been right after Coachella(23:41) Last year alone was like one of the best years of released music(29:40) There's two schools of thought about releasing singles versus albums(33:25) Riley says musicians are the most disobedient people in the world(37:30) I think 777 is the most popular song on the record(42:26) What are your favorite emo records between 2009 and 2018(47:04) The booking process for Faux[REDACTED] has changed dramatically in recent years(49:28) The new owners of Howard's are doing some less than desirable things(52:43) What is your schedule like, when it comes to planning this festival(57:49) For Faux 8, I wanted to have Mud Whale back(01:02:14) M. Crow: I overbooked. It's just a normal way to do it(01:06:19) Townies is a next year band for sure. They're the only California band to make it(01:10:20) Free Throw started as a joke and then became a real band(01:14:43) I accidentally learned how to book DIY tours for my own van(01:18:18) In between all the online stuff, there's so much happening in real life(01:20:44) There was a period where people called Faux Clicky(01:24:59) I love trying to get bands to graduate Faux(01:29:44) Shack's Coachella sold out in two days this year(01:32:19) The AG stuff happened and we got the cease and desist(01:34:15) Matt, Chance and Trey are available for hire as videographers(01:37:02) All right, well, I. I. Done. Thank you so much for hopping on. Um, congratulations on everything

Send us a textCancel your plans and light a damn candle! We're going deep into cursed libraries, shadow tentacles, and book boyfriends who bite. This week on Cocktails & Cliterature, I'm joined by the radiant chaos queen herself, Analeigh Sbrana, author of Lore of the Wilds, the romantasy debut that's got readers moaning over morally gray Fae and heroines who don't play nice.We talk seductive tension that makes your Kindle sweat, why Black girl magic belongs in every magical realm, and how Analeigh went from indie author to trad pub baddie with two chocolate Fae and a fantasy world that's dangerously delicious.Redacted smut for mom? Check. Shadow magic in your ass? Obviously. A dark Fae prince whispering “you're mine”? Baby, that's just chapter one.

President Putin is making a lot of news today... first admitting that Ukraine is no longer a country, but essentially a terrorist organization.... and he asks the question how can you negotiate with terrorists? Why should we give them a break in action so they can just rearm themselves and carry out terror attacks on Russia. 

This week the gang talked about MTG Forge, Mothership, OP TCG pre-release events, Elden Ring Nightreign, Wonder Treck, and more!Follow us on Instagram Leave us a voicemail at (804) 286-0626 and consider supporting us through our Patreon Check out the Discord! News Links:Microsoft "sidelines" handheld People Can Fly canceled games Splinter Cell tease CoD get ads on loadout screen Persona 4 VO not in remake? Keep magnets away from Switch 2 carts Pokemon Presents July 22nd 6 am PST DQ I & II Remakes on physical cart Clair Obscur 3.3 Mil sales SGF schedule 

Who was really running the Biden white house over the last 4 years?

We are constantly being told that President Trump wants the war in Gaza to end but then the US keeps sending weapons to Israel.

This month we are featuring a feed drop from The Cellar Letters one of the brilliant shows on the RQ Network.After a series of traumatic events, Nate and his dog, Bella, move across the country to the East Coast. Nate, desperately seeking a fresh start, documents the whole process, exploring the perfect new house – loads of space, a yard for Bella to run in, unbelievably low rent….But there's something not quite right. Something about the house feels wrong. There's knocking noises in the nighttime, not to mention the locked room in the basement, filled with letters about strange occurrences and ghostly figures.Who wrote these letters? And why are they all stored in the cellar? And what, exactly, was Nate running from in the first place?Join Nate, his dog and his friend Steve as they search for answers.Introduction and outro by Billie Hindle. Listen to The Cellar Letters wherever you find podcasts, on the Rusty Quill website and at www.thecellarletters.com.If you would like to support the creator of The Cellar Letters you can check out REDACTED a new project they are working on in collaboration with the creator behind The Grotto and a range of other talented creators by going to rustyquill.com/REDACTED.Twitch.tv/athansmusicTwitch.tv/jamiepetronisCredits: The Cellar Letters is an Audio Drama created by Jamie Petronis.Content warnings:· Mentions of: COVID-19 pandemic· SFX: Loud noises, beeping, staticTranscript: https://www.thecellarletters.com/episode-1-the-move/ Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.