Podcasts about Savages

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A utopia built on exploitation. In The Savages, what happens when a society thrives by draining others' life force? Dom Bettinelli and Jimmy Akin unpack the moral cost, lost social commentary, and Steven's powerful farewell from the TARDIS.

A utopia built on exploitation. In The Savages, what happens when a society thrives by draining others' life force? Dom Bettinelli and Jimmy Akin unpack the moral cost, lost social commentary, and Steven's powerful farewell from the TARDIS. The post The Savages appeared first on StarQuest Media.

You can watch the VIDEO version of this episode here: https://youtu.be/UMoA54pCVFI On Terror On The Tube, Joel, Peter, and Allyson pick, at random, a made-for-TV horror/suspense movie that aired sometime during the decades of the 1970s, 80s, or 90s. In this episode we talk about Savages from 1974. Originally released on ABC on Wednesday, September 11, 1974, Savages stars Andy Griffith, Sam Bottoms, Noah Beery Jr, James Best, and Randy Boone. ................................................................................................................................................ Synopsis: Ben Campbell, a twenty-two-year-old gas station attendant in a small desert town, is looking to make some extra money. He is surprised when Madec, a wealthy lawyer, asks him to be his guide in a hunting trip in the desert. When Madec accidentally shoots a prospector, he is fearful of what it will do his reputation, and decides to eliminate the only witness, Ben, who is forced to go on the run. In addition to being hunted by Madec, Ben must also contend with the harsh desert elements. But if he does make it back to town alive, will anyone believe his story? ................................................................................................................................................ ................................................................................................................................................ Special thanks to Ross Bugden for the use of his music for the theme of this podcast under the Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International License. You can find the track titled Something Wicked here.

The Time Riders: Part 13 Ancient Roman Appreciation For Led Zeppelin. Based on a post by BiscuitHammer, in 16 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. Becky brought several pairs back to the bed and laid them out for Nanu to look at. "This is just a small sample of my collection, but you'll get the idea and what's available." Nanu peered at them before looking up at Becky. "Your collection? Do you take them from other girls after you beat them up? Like a prize or a trophy?" Becky paused but then snickered. Count on Nanu to think in terms of panties as gory battle trophies. "No, sweetie, I just meant that I like panties and buying them in different styles and colors. That way, when I fuck a boy, I know exactly what to wear for him to arouse him." "Ah, I see," Nanu said, instantly understanding now. She picked up the various types, examining them. There were French cuts, boy cuts, hipster, tanga, bikini, g-string; not surprisingly, it was the last type that held her attention the longest. "Are these panties always necessary, Mistress? Can't a girl just walk around without them?" "You could," Becky allowed, nodding. "Usually when I am wearing a skirt, but there's lots of times I don't wear panties." "Do you wear them when you are teaching?" Nanu asked, looking at her mistress. "I; usually, yes," Becky replied, blushing. "It's a good idea to wear them when you're working." "Because students could look up your skirt and see your cunt and then they wouldn't be paying attention to what you were trying to teach them, yes?" Nanu concluded. "That's one way of thinking about it," Becky sighed. The girl wasn't wrong, but Becky didn't want to give her a civics lesson right now either. "Here's a good rule, my love; wear underwear when you're doing something important that has nothing to do with sex, okay?" Nanu frowned. "What could be more important than fucking?" Becky just sighed and stripped off her tee and her panties, now as naked as her charge. She sat down on the bed and pulled Nanu into her lap. Nanu readily straddled Becky, their tits squashed together and her hands around her mistress' shoulders. Becky smiled, her hands resting on Nanu's hips. "Tonight, we'll eat and have all sorts of fun, and I'll show you how some things work," Becky said. "Tomorrow, we go shopping for clothes and some other things." Nanu nodded, her hazel eyes shining brightly. She was looking forward to learning everything. Dinnertime. Becky came up the stairs, peering into her bedroom and noticing that Nanu wasn't there. She looked in the bathroom, thinking the little scamp might be fucking around with the lights again, but she wasn't there, either. She then noticed that the door to the spare room was open. She went inside and found Nanu kneeling at the window, her chin resting on her hands as she gazed outside, watching the street. She seemed fascinated, and the more Becky thought about it, the more she realized this made complete sense. Of course, Nanu could actually see all that much, because of the trees that lined the street, but what was happening just below had her rapt attention. "Like what you see?" she asked, coming up behind Nanu and stroking her fingers through the girl's long black hair. "I don't have the words, mistress," Nanu sighed, still watching. "Everyone is so tall. And the metal monsters are everywhere, but they stay on the black road." Becky giggled. "They are driven by people, Nanu, just like chariots were in your day. The people are inside them, that's all. And yes, they can be dangerous if the people driving them are not careful, or if people on foot walk in front of them;” Nanu blushed slightly at that. "But don't worry, I'll teach you how to be safe," Becky promised. "I have one of those metal things myself, you know." Nanu turned and looked at her with wide eyes. "You own a monster?" Becky smirked. "Yes, most adults do, darling. They are not monsters, they are just machines. They get us from one place to another." Nanu seemed hesitant. "What; what are the machines called in your En-gush?" Becky smiled. "Well, we commonly call them 'cars', but the actual word is 'automobile', I believe." "It would scare me to be in one," the smaller girl said. "You're sure it will not eat me?" Becky laughed. "I've been driving my monster for almost ten years now, darling, and it hasn't eaten me. I promise, we'll take it slow. However, I came up to tell you that it's time to make dinner, and I wanted to know if you'd care to watch." Nanu nodded and let Becky take her by the hand and lead her back downstairs. "I was thinking I would let you decide what we eat, darling. I'll put out some things, and you can choose a couple that I'll make a meal from." Nanu nodded and Becky put an apron on over her nude body, just in case she ended up cooking more bacon. The smaller girl watched as she pulled various things out of the fridge, some of which were obviously fruits and vegetables, others being meats in various forms. "Wassa?" she asked, pointing at something that looked like thin, round slices of a vaguely pinkish-brown color. "What, that?" Becky said somewhat distractedly, looking at what Nanu was pointing to for a quick second before returning her attention to the fridge. She remembered to revert to Latin. "That's just bologna, it's nothing to worry about." "Ba-lo;” Nanu repeated, picking up some slices and popping them in her mouth when Becky wasn't looking. "Let's see here," Becky mumbled, bent over and inside the fridge, which was very nice, but way too big for her personal needs. "I've clearly gotta go shopping soon. Here's some salad mix, and then we have some' "Umm!" The unexpected (and rather disconcerting) sound compelled Becky to rear back out of the fridge and whirl around, wondering what wild animal had somehow made its way into her home. She paused when she saw Nanu standing there, her eyes wide in shock and her cheeks bulging like a chipmunk's while she tried to masticate on all the bologna she had stuffed in her mouth. Her lips couldn't even quite shut. "Nanu," Becky said in quiet disbelief, blinking and shaking her head for a moment, and forgetting to speak in Latin. "Did you just snarf all my bologna?" "Ba; lo;” Nanu mumbled, trying to force it down her gullet. She looked like an ostrich trying to swallow a doorknob. Becky just watched as Nanu performed some peristaltic wizardry with her throat until, against all odds, the bologna was gone from her mouth. The Egyptian girl was touching her lips with her fingers and then looking at her fingers in wonder. She even licked them at one point before looking up at Becky, her eyes flooded with wonder. "Mistress," she said quietly. "I want more ba-lo." "Wait, what?" Becky blurted, shaking her head again, as if she couldn't believe what she'd just heard. "Did you just say you want more bologna?" "Yes," Nanu replied earnestly, nodding. "It is the best thing I have ever eaten. I never want to eat anything else ever again." "Nanu, you can't just eat bologna for the rest of your life," Becky pointed out. "But, mistress, I will die if I don't have more!" Nanu whined rather dramatically. "I don't want to die!" "Dying is exactly what you'll do if you try to eat nothing but ba-lo," Becky pressed, failing to notice she was now using Nanu's word for the damnable stuff. "It's full of nitrates and all those things that gave you the raging shits this morning. Remember that?" "But it's the best thing I've ever eaten, mistress," Nanu continued to whine. "People who don't love ba-lo are stupid!" "Nanu, it's full of those nitrates and preservatives, crazy amounts of the stuff," Becky iterated firmly. "You'll shit yourself to death, woman." The Egyptian girl looked positively heartbroken. "I'm not saying you can never have ba-lo, all I'm saying is that you can't eat just ba-lo or you will die on my toilet, and I am not explaining that to the vigiles." Nanu sighed loudly and looked put out. "Fine." "As your body adapts, you'll be able to eat more and more things," the blonde woman assured her. "But it will take time, and you will never be able to survive on ba-lo alone. It's not very good for you, even if it tastes good." "Then why does your society have it at all?" Nanu asked, frowning. "We like things that are bad for us too, sometimes," Becky said, feeling the need to defend her era from this sort of punitive accusation. Frankly, she'd never seen herself having to answer for her world to people from bygone ages who were observing how they did things in modern times. "Indulgences, I guess." "Will we be eating anything nearly as good as ba-lo for dinner?" Nanu asked, looking to change the subject now that she had been thwarted from true happiness. "Just you watch," Becky said, accepting the challenge. To Nanu's surprise, they ended up eating vegetables and cooked fish, things she was familiar with, and they tasted good. To her delight, she was even allowed to have dessert, a bowl of something her mistress called 'ice cream'. It was cold, sweet, and delicious. It was three different colors, and they all tasted great. She was positively giddy by the time she'd finished her bowl. Becky suspected that Nanu was also on an incredible sugar high. "So what do you want to do before bed, my love?" Becky asked as she did the dishes. "I know it's been a long day." Nanu thought about that. "Well, we need to bathe again, and to fuck, but before then, Mistress, can you show me more of your world using the magic boxes?" "Of course we can," Becky said cheerfully. "And it's not only my world anymore, Nanu, it's your world too now. It's our world." Nanu thought about that for some time and then nodded. "Please show me my new world, Mistress. There must be so much to see." Some minutes later, they were in Becky's little office, surrounded by her file cabinets and sitting at her desk where she kept her computer. Nanu watched in fascination as Re-be-kah used a small device in her hand to control the glowing black box sitting on the short table. "Would you like to see Egypt, sweetheart?" Becky asked. Nanu nodded eagerly. Even if her land had been taken over by the sandy-assed Arab nomads, she still wanted to see her homeland. Becky called up some pictures that she thought Nanu might recognize. She Googled pictures of the Sphynx, the pyramids of Giza, the Nile river. "What are all the endless ugly buildings, Mistress?" Nanu asked, frowning. "Those are homes, mostly," Becky said, realizing she might have opened a can of worms. "Egypt is a very populous country these days." "Is it mighty?" the younger girl predictably asked. "Well; no," Becky admitted. "At least, not compared to the great countries of the world." "Stupid Arabs," Nanu muttered, folding her arms and scowling. "At least they didn't fuck up the great monuments of our gods and kings. What about you, Mistress? What of your ancestors?" Becky considered. "My ancestors are from Britain, mostly. Do you remember who the Britons were? We talked about them earlier, the musicians." Nanu nodded. "Savages. Their stinky warriors were captured in war by the Romans and paraded through the streets of Rome. They were tall, wild-eyed, and they stank. They painted themselves blue. You don't win wars by painting yourself blue. Your ancestors were stupid, Mistress." Becky started calling up pictures of England, intent on showing Nanu the beautiful countryside. She excitedly clicked on a picture of Stonehenge. "This is a religious site my ancestors erected," she explained, making sure the picture filled the frame of the screen. "It was made about the same time as your Sphynx and your pyramids, around four-thousand and five-hundred years ago." Nanu looked at the stone monument and frowned. "That's it? My ancestors gifted the Horemakhet and the meri to the world and your ancestors stacked rocks in a circle? No wonder the Romans conquered them, Mistress. Your ancestors were small and weak!" "They're very big rocks," Becky mumbled, blushing and feeling silly now that Nanu had given her some perspective. Nanu's people were the rulers of a great and sophisticated empire at the same time that Becky's were smearing themselves with woad and probably stuffing berries up their noses. "More like giant slabs, really. What else do you want to see?" Nanu thought about it. "Can the magic box show us people fucking?" Becky should have seen that coming. "I; yes, it could, but I try to not use my computer for that," she lied. She'd recently come to enjoy watching student and teacher-themed porn, after all. "I try to use it for my schooling and for research." "Why would you use it for boring stuff like that when you could use it to watch people fuck?" Nanu asked, confused. Sometimes her Mistress didn't make sense. "I know," Becky said, brightening up. "You like to dance, right? Why don't I play music for you and we can dance to it? You can hear music from this time now." Nanu nodded eagerly again. Becky thought about what to play, trying to make an emotional connection with Nanu. Well, she says she likes the flaming cock-sack shirt. Seconds later, YouTube was open and an electric guitar began playing. The drums and the bass thumping in made Nanu jump for a second, but then she began listening. Becky was nodding her head and beginning to dance, which Nanu began to do as well, imitating her Mistress. Soon enough, the iconic voice began singing. "Let me take you to the movie Can I take you to the show? Let me be yours ever truly Can I make your garden grow?" Nanu began to jump and prance around with the music once she'd found the rhythm, instinctively moving her body and enjoying what Jimmy Page was making her do with it. Still naked, she danced for sheer enjoyment, but also showing off for Becky. The voice continued on now. "From the houses of the holy We can watch the white doves go From the door comes Satan's daughter And it only goes to show You know!" The two girls laughed and danced together, Nanu enthralled by the sounds of the music and also the singing. She'd never heard anything like it before and knew she'd never get enough of it. They finally collapsed on the floor together, back to back, still laughing. Nanu's hand found Becky's and squeezed it. "Mistress, that music is wonderful," Nanu breathed, still exhilarated. "It was so happy and lively! Please, who sang it?" "It's the group that uses the flaming cock symbol on the shirt you like," Becky said. "Their name is Led Zeppelin. Try and say it with me. Led;” "Let;” "Zep-elin." "Thzhep-li;” "Buzz your teeth, like a bee, Nanu," Becky instructed. "Zzz;” "Zzz;” "Zep." "Zep." "Zeppelin." "Zepli." "Very close, I'm so proud of you!" Becky gushed, turning and hugging Nanu now. "And there's so much more music for you to listen to and dance to!" "May I listen to more, Mistress?" Nanu asked, her eyes bright. "What else is there?" Becky played more music, watching Nanu figure out how to dance to it all. In short order, Nanu could dance and shimmy like Elvis, go-go dance, do the Hustle, and twerk. "These dances are so much fun, Mistress!" Nanu gushed, shaking her ass in Becky's face. The blonde woman laughed and smacked one of her lover's ass cheeks, making Nanu squeak, but keep dancing. "Just wait until I teach you the Charleston, then," Becky said, not at all surprised that Nanu learned the moves so quickly. She was an accomplished little dancer, after all. "Looks like you've built up a sweat, babe, you ready for another bath or a shower?" "Can you teach me how to control the water, Mistress?" Nanu asked hopefully. "I promise to be careful." "Okay, as long as you remember that it costs money to run the water," Becky said, holding up a finger. "And I don't want you flooding the place, either." Nanu nodded her assent and Becky led the way back to the bathroom. She showed Nanu how to work the sink first, explaining that it was just a smaller version of the bathtub, so easier to manage. Once Nanu understood how to regulate the hot and cold water, Becky allowed her to try and use the shower function in the tub. Nanu found the temperature she liked and then pulled on the knob that controlled the showerhead, squealing in delight when the water jetted out. "This is so much fun!" she exclaimed, bouncing and clapping. "You're forgetting the most fun part of a shower," Becky purred as they stepped in. The two women sank to their knees and immediately began making out under the deluge. Before things got too hot and heavy, Becky broke off the kiss, making Nanu whine as she stood up. She pulled the showerhead out of its holder. "Get ready, Nanu," she whispered as she held the showerhead pointing down, a sly smile on her face as she switched the water from the spray setting to the jets. "Remember this? You're about to scream your head right off;” Nanu was still looking at her Mistress' face, bracing herself, but her eyes snapped open suddenly and she get out a strangled cry as Becky turned the showerhead over, placing it right under Nanu's cunt and letting the water batter her nether lips and clit unannounced. Nanu shuddered violently, Becky's arm wrapping around her small body to hold her in place. The Egyptian girl's eyes rolled up into her head and she came in mere seconds, wailing like she was possessed, and her body going through a warp-spasm of ecstasy. She sagged in Becky's arm, her body now limp but trembling. Becky smiled and simply held the girl until she stirred and came to. Nanu looked up at her through heavily lidded eyes. "You broke my cunt, Mistress;” she managed to say in a tiny voice. Becky giggled and rested her against the back of the tub, before smiling wickedly. "Want to see me use it on myself and watch me cum? I'm an old hand at this." Nanu nodded tiredly, but watched intently. Becky began teasing herself with the showerhead, moving it around her cunt and inner thighs, never keeping it in one place for long, and keeping the spray light. She made sighing and cooing noises, shivering deliciously. Nanu seemed to have recovered and was watching in fascination, her own legs spread while she gently massaged her cuntlips. Becky moaned and pinched at her nipples while she played the water directly over her snatch, squirming and gyrating as the spray pleasured her. Nanu watched her Mistress' skin turn rather pink, Re-be-kah's breaths starting to shorten and come in gasps. Her tiny hand played with her cunt faster, her earlier fatigue seemingly forgotten. Becky moved the little key below the spouts to the other size of the nozzle, the gentle rain effect once again becoming three concentrated jets that battered her cunt and clit from right below, like she had done to Nanu. Her breath caught in her throat and she shuddered, holding on for as long as she could before surrendering to the orgasm. She normally had more control than this, but maybe the thrill of masturbating in front of Nanu had made her more excited and sensitive than normal. No matter what the reason, the climax was one of the hardest Becky had ever given herself, and better than what some lovers had given her. She screeched through clenched teeth, almost doubling over as her cunt turned itself inside out from the intense waves of ecstasy that tore at her. A full thirty seconds passed before she tumbled backwards, lying on her back in the tub and staring at the ceiling, gulping air like a fish out of water. Nanu got on her hands and knees and crept forward, removing the showerhead from Becky's hand and looking at her Mistress' body. Her cunt was still twitching from the orgasm. That had been great fun to watch. "Mistress, you're pissing yourself," she remarked, even if she didn't blame Becky. She'd done it, after all. "Yeah, that; happens to me sometimes;” Becky said breathlessly, still staring up at nothing. "It happens to me too," Nanu said affectionately, crawling over her Mistress and then settling down to snuggle into her, their pussies kissing gently. Becky shivered before making a quizzical face. "Nanu, are you pissing on my cunt?" "Maybe a little," the raven-haired girl sighed, still snuggling. "I wanted to share the moment with you." "That's fair," Becky allowed, too tired to actually care. They were in a shower after all, so they could get clean. "Did you enjoy that?" "Hmm, yes," Nanu purred, nodding a little, her head resting on Becky's large boobs. "It will be one of my new favorite things to do while you are gone." "Just remember the rules," Becky iterated before sitting up wearily and dislodging Nanu from her cleavage. "We should get a good night's sleep, my love. Tomorrow is a big day in setting up the rest of your new life." "Can we fuck again?" Nanu asked somewhat predictably. "Tell you what," Becky giggled, turning off the water and leading Nanu out of the shower. "If I fall asleep, you can just do what you want with me until you cum, but then you have to sleep. We'll have a good fuck in the morning and shower again to get ready. Deal?" "Yes, Mistress." An hour later. They were lying wrapped up in one another, and Becky hoped that she'd tired Nanu out to the place that the insatiable little brat would go to sleep. Becky must have made her cum at least eight times, and hopefully all the ba-lo would not wake her up in the middle of the night. "Thank you, Mistress," Nanu said dreamily, holding herself against Becky. It was the most comforting and secure thing she had ever felt or could imagine, even more than hugging her beloved sister, Kiya. "I love you so much." "I love you too, Nanu," Becky whispered back, caressing Nanu's damp, dark hair lovingly. "You'll always keep me safe, right?" the tiny girl asked. "You and M-ark." Becky nodded. "In saecula saeculorum." The two women kissed lovingly before drifting off into a deep sleep, wrapped in each other's arms. Monday morning. After waking up with vigorous girl-fucking and licking one another's pussies, followed by a shower, they were now eating breakfast. Becky decided to wait until after they'd finished the meal before getting dressed, just in case Nanu proved sloppy in the morning. "I love this dish, Mistress," Nanu said as she powered her way through the bowl in front of her. It was full of sweet berries and a type of crunchy cereal she didn't know, all mixed into a goopy white paste that looked like thick cum. In her own time, it was called 'oxygala'. "Do you remember what I told you it's called?" Becky asked, pausing in eating. Nanu closed her eyes for a minute. "Par-fay." "That's right," Becky said, nodding and very pleased. "The white stuff is called yogurt. If you put berries and other things in it, it's called a parfait. They're fun and even good for you." "Can ba-lo go in the parfait?" Nanu asked hopefully. "No, Nanu," Becky snickered. "Even you couldn't possibly like that horror, and I'd probably get put in jail for creating it." "Your big free society doesn't sound very free to me," Nanu mumbled under her breath as she shoveled more parfait in her mouth. Back upstairs they went, after Nanu got a lesson in how to wash the dishes and put them in the dishwasher, even if she wasn't allowed to operate it yet. They cleaned up at the bathroom sink, Nanu being told that they were not having another shower, and went into the bedroom to get dressed. Becky tried to teach Nanu about coordinating her clothes so that she didn't look like a complete lunatic, and was mostly successful. Nanu couldn't decide which socks she liked best and asked to wear one of each. If Becky could keep the madness down to that level, she'd call it a win. Nanu might not have been terribly impressed with the color or shape of the track suit she was now wearing, but she had to admit that it kept her warm. Becky had fitted her into a plain white tee shirt beneath, and some underwear. Last on were the shoes, and these were proving difficult for Nanu. "They are squeezing my feet, Mistress," the girl said, frowning down at the offending footwear. Becky knelt and adjusted the Velcro straps after loosening the shoes a little. She wasn't about to get into the drama of shoelaces with Nanu, that was for damned sure. "They might be uncomfortable for a bit, sweetie, but new shoes are like that for everyone. Once you walk in them for a little bit, they'll feel just fine, I promise." She stepped aside and gestured to the hallway. "Go ahead and walk, Nanu." It was strange, because Nanu seemed suddenly unsure of how to walk. As she put her feet forward, she was almost wobbly. It occurred to Becky that Nanu wasn't used to not being able to feel the floor or the ground beneath her, but with over an inch of rubber in the way, she was having trouble trusting her balance. Holding her arms out to the sides as if she were walking a tightrope, Nanu wobbled down the hallway and back, a little more sure of herself on the return. Becky smiled and hugged her when she got back to the bedroom. "You'll be running in no time." They headed downstairs (slowly), and Becky made sure everything was turned off. She slipped on a light windbreaker and then opened the front door. Nanu waited on the porch while Becky locked the door behind them. "You need to lock your door, Mistress?" the Egyptian girl asked, rather puzzled. "Are there still criminals in your time?" "My era isn't perfect, Nanu," Becky admitted, feeling strangely silly for coming from a time where criminals still existed. "It still has problems, but you'll learn about them in due course. Some of the problems will be ones you're familiar with, others will be new to you. I'll teach you." "Good enough," Nanu said with a nod as they headed down the steps. "Now where are we going?" "We need to go downtown," Becky replied, thinking that issue through. Not only had she promised to buy new clothes for Nanu, but the chroniques merchant she'd been dealing with was located squarely downtown. There was no way in Hell anyone from her own era could forge the sort of documentation that Nanu would need to rely on to be safe, so someone from the time-travelling community was Becky's only hope. In a city of six million people, there had to be more than one temporal merchant, but damned if Becky knew where (or how) to find them yet. So this one guy was her go-to. She also pondered how to get downtown. Nanu was already afraid of cars, so maybe taking her old junker wasn't the best idea. A taxi? Still a car. The subway station that went directly downtown wasn't far away, and while Nanu wouldn't have any clue what a train was, maybe seeing other people on it with her would calm her down. That, and the walk to the subway station would help break in her shoes. "We're taking a little walk to a place that has a special chariot that will bring us where we need to go," she said, beginning to walk down the street, holding Nanu's hand. She got the feeling the other girl was only partially paying attention, since she was once again looking around and Uhking at the sights of Becky's street. "It's not far." Becky's street was a nice one, lined with endless trees, and the houses had gardens. The noise of downtown and the city in general was remote. If it bothered Nanu, it wasn't showing yet, because she was still in awe of her surroundings. People walked by them, smiling and waving. Becky greeted them and Nanu smiled and waved back as well. She even figured out how to say 'Hello!' from listening to Re-be-kah and the strangers. After about fifteen minutes of walking, with minimal complaints from Nanu about her shoes, they finally arrived at the entrance to the subway station. Set on the edge of the residential area, it was simply some stairs down into the station below. Nanu paused at the top of the stairs, looking confused and wary. It occurred to Becky that it was entirely possible that Nanu had never been underground before. "I promise it is safe, darling," she said in a soothing tone, squeezing Nanu's hand. "The chariot we are going to use runs underground from one place to another, so that it is not noisy up here. I use it all the time." Nanu swallowed. "Okay. I trust you, Mistress." Side by side, they walked down into the subway station, Nanu wrinkling her nose as the gusts of stale air hit her. There were people coming and going, wearing different types of clothing, and Nanu was fascinated. She watched her Mistress pay the fare to enter, then nearly got knocked on the back of her head when she paused halfway through the turnstile. Becky took her hand again and led her down some more stairs. Nanu was frowning, because the noises were getting louder and beginning to echo. Then they were on a platform, one that held people before dropping off down into some dark path that entered tunnels on either side of this long room they were in. Nanu held herself close to Becky, getting nervous. The noises made no sense to her, and it wasn't as if Rome had been quiet. Becky looked down at her now. "Here comes our chariot, Nanu. Don't be frightened." Nanu clutched Becky harder as she felt wind pressing against her, and heard a noise that grew louder until it was an almost deafening roar. She saw strange lights in one side of the tunnel, growing closer. Finally, a giant metal; thing; rolled toward them swiftly, making all the noise. Nanu let go of Becky and clapped her hands over her ears, her eyes squeezed shut. She willed herself to not scream. And then it was quieter. There was still noise, but not nearly as loud. Nanu opened her eyes and saw the long, metal contraption in front of them, with strange doors that opened to the sides, by themselves. People walked out of the interior of the beast, seemingly unscathed. Becky looked down at her and smiled. "This is us, let's go." Trusting her Mistress, Nanu took Becky's hand again and allowed herself to be led into the thing called a 'subway train'. She looked around, wide-eyed as they found some seats and sat down. There were miniature suns everywhere overhead. An endless line of seats on either side of the narrow metal tube stretched far in each direction. People were sitting or standing, seemingly unconcerned and paying no attention. Nanu started as some awful sound chimed, and then the magic doors slid closed again, locking them inside this foul beast. There was a lurch and then it began moving forward, slowly picking up speed. Nanu looked at Becky in panic. "We're fine," Becky said, squeezing her hand again. "It's taking us where we want to go." "How does it know?" Nanu asked, forgetting her fear for a moment. She hadn't seen Re-be-kah tell the monster anything. Did it speak En-gush? She continued watching all around in fascination as the beast charged down a long, dark tunnel, eventually entering another place, different from the one they had started out. A loud woman's voice blared through the tube, no doubt in En-gush. It was a loud and unpleasant voice to Nanu, but she hadn't expected the beast to sound like that. She'd expected a horrifying roar. The process repeated several times, with Becky and Nanu ending up in a different place each time. People got on and off, but nobody got eaten. Maybe the beast didn't eat people? The unpleasant woman's voice blared over head, and Nanu scowled at the ceiling, wishing the beast would just shut the fuck up. "Here we go, darling," Becky said, standing up. "This is our stop." They waited until the beast stopped and the magic doors opened for them. People standing on the platform respectfully waited for those within to escape before entering. Becky walked with Nanu along the increasingly crowded platform until they reached some strange stairs. She helped Nanu get onto them and the smaller girl's eyes widened in shock. The metal stairs were moving! They were taking her up! What sorcery was this? Becky made sure Nanu didn't trip at the top of the escalator, and also didn't make a nuisance of herself by turning and gaping at the magic stairs while people were trying to get off it. She pulled her along through the growing crowds. At least those didn't bother Nanu. Rome had apparently had a population of around a million when Nanu had lived there. Throngs of people were nothing new to the former slave-girl. "So now we just go up that flight of stairs over there, and we'll be downtown, in the middle of the city," Becky said, pleased with how well Nanu had handled the subway. "Soon enough, we'll have everything you need." At least the hard part was over. Becky had been wrong. Becky had brought Nanu up the stairs and out onto the street, and Nanu had immediately collapsed to her knees, holding herself and shaking in fright as she stared at the ground, refusing to look up. People parted around them while Becky tried to figure out what was wrong. Nanu was almost pale, her eyes wide, and wet with tears. And then she understood. Nanu was absolutely terrified because of the skyscrapers surrounding them. Nothing like these could possibly have existed in her imagination. Some buildings in Rome might have seen tall to her, like the Colosseum, or maybe some of the other edifices, but nothing like this, where a structure soared hundreds of meters into the sky. And they were everywhere, surrounding them. There were so many that the sun wasn't even touching them. "Nanu," Becky said, kneeling down and stroking the younger girl's back. "I'm sorry, I didn't think to tell you about how tall buildings could get. I promise, you're fine." "Is she okay?" someone asked as they paused to see what was happening. "Do you need help?" "We're fine, thank you, though," Becky said, giving the person an assuring smile. "She's from a remote region in Africa and she's never seen skyscrapers before, she just got spooked." The person shrugged and wandered off. "Nanu, honey," Becky said gently, still holding her. "I know you're frightened and that you feel like you can't move, but we can't stay right here, blocking everyone. We're going to stand up and walk just out of the way, and then you can talk all the time you need, okay?" Nanu somehow nodded and Becky held her close as she helped her stand and then shuffled her out of the way of the churning crowds of the business district, standing in a clear space beneath an overhang. Nanu didn't seem to notice they were beneath one of the skyscrapers, because she was still looking at the concrete beneath her. "They'll fall," she whispered. "They'll fall on us and crush us." Becky smiled. "I promise you, my love, they won't fall on us. I have been in these buildings many, many times, since I was a little girl. They don't fall, they were erected by master builders. In my day and age, we were just able to build taller things than people in your day were. Just as you built taller things than your ancestors, right?" Nanu squeezed her eyes shut, clenching her teeth. Becky realized that all the honking of horns, the screech of hydraulic brakes, and various other sounds of modern technology were getting to Nanu. She'd never heard anything remotely like them, of course. "Nanu," Becky cooed, taking the lovely Egyptian girl's face in her hands and smiling at her. "Remember how I said that Rome stunk like shit and I'd never get used to it?" Nanu nodded slowly. Her eyes were still wide and haunted. "And do you remember laughing and telling me that I would get used to it if I made up my mind about it?" Another nod. "Sometimes my world is loud, Nanu," she continued. "In ways you cannot anticipate. Far, far louder than you can imagine. And lots of things will seem impossibly big to you. But if I can get used to the stink of Rome, I promise you that you can stop being afraid of all this stuff in my world, okay?" At that very moment, of course, a huge cement truck blared its horn, and Nanu shrieked in fright and threw herself against Becky, shaking like a leaf. Becky held her close, whispering to her and reassuring her. Nanu had never heard anything remotely that loud, even in this time. This was going to be a slow process, clearly. Nanu just had to trust Becky, and Becky had to be infinitely patient. "Mistress," Nanu said in a tiny voice, her face still pressed into Becky's shoulder. "We might need to find one of your washrooms, I think I pissed myself." Becky sighed and nodded. There was a food court in the building just behind them, and washrooms no doubt would be at hand. She only wished she'd thought of bringing spare clothes in case this happened. Was looking after someone from the distant past really supposed to be this hard? A small, out-of-the-way bookshop just off Yonge Street. The more Becky thought about it, the more she realized that this forgotten nook away from all the crowds was the perfect place for the chroniques dealer to have his business. After all, he wasn't looking for revenue from the people of the 21st century, was he? Becky and Mark were notable exceptions to that rule. Being off the beaten path made it easier for his time-travelling customers to find him and go about their business without interference. Still downtown and accessible, but a few doors down from the country's busiest avenue, on an obscure side street. Perfect for this sort of enterprise. They had walked north from the business district with its endless skyscrapers, Nanu steadfastly refusing to look back at them. There were still tall buildings, like the Eaton Centre towers, or the Aura Tower, but they were more spaced out, not completely surrounding them on all sides. Most of the buildings were of a height Nanu seemed to be able to handle, even if the street traffic was still scaring her with its noise. She would stop occasionally to look in store windows, seemingly fascinated by whatever they were selling. At one point, Becky laughed and had to pull Nanu's face off a window, because she was Uhking at the people just inside, trying to eat their food. Nanu didn't know what a restaurant was. They reached their destination and the store was blissfully quiet as they slipped inside, with Eighties music playing over the tinny old speakers. "Get off the car Kick his chain Kick his pride Get him soaked hit run Lift up your toes In my mouth And we can make love And we can go And we can go And we can go We're covered by the sacred fire When you come to me You come to me broke;” "Miss Fischer, it's good to see you again," the old man behind the desk said, smiling at her from beneath a face full of grey whiskers that any Who in Whoville would envy. He looked at her companion. "And this must be Nanu." "Oh, uh, yes," Becky said, caught off-guard that he seemed to know. "This is Nanu. Pardon me for asking, Walter, but why did you know that?" His smile was kindly. "The Agency came by, was advising dealers that a rare event had occurred, an Egyptian girl from the distant past coming forward, a distinctive girl named Nanu. She only speaks Latin and Coptic, right?" Becky nodded while Nanu just looked on, knowing they were talking about her. She trusted her Mistress, however. "I was actually coming by for that reason. If she's going to stay, not only will she need some foolproof documentation of various sorts, but I was hoping we could speed up her English by chipping her, you know? Like we did with Mark for Latin and Greek." "No harm in trying, right?" the old man named Walter reasoned. "After all, it didn't harm Mark." "Who can tell with that boy sometimes," Becky sighed, shaking her head. "In any event, Mark and that Holmes Field Device aren't available to us for the next three months, since I am trying to catch up with him, so we're sort of on our own. I'm not looking for any temporal thingies, just ways to make Nanu's life manageable, since she's stuck here with me." "We should be able to do this one mostly gratis," Walter said. "The news of your girl is already around the time stream, and it's giving me business, since people know I helped her out." Becky thought about that. "Meaning you know you already helped her out." "You're getting the hang of it," Walter said. "When you're predestined to do something because you have found out it's supposed to happen, we in the community call it 'fating'. Whatever it is you've found out you're supposed to do, it happens, even if you try to make it not happen." "So you couldn't refuse to help us right now?" Becky asked, a wry expression on her face. "Literally, what's stopping you from refusing to help us?" Walter chuckled. "Could be anything. It might turn out that there's a clone of me somewhere that helps you when my back is turned. Or maybe the clone refused to help, and I did. All I can tell you is that today, Nanu gets helped by me, no matter what anyone wants, myself included." "That sounds inconvenient." "Nobody likes feeling helpless," Walter reasoned. "It's why we try to avoid knowing things and being fated. If I could prove to you tomorrow that you'd be swept away by a white knight and taken off to a fairy tale wedding and happily ever after, nothing whatsoever you do would stop it. You're stuck having your happy ending and you had no choice in the matter." Becky nodded. "The less I know about the future, especially my own, the better off I am, because my choices are, in theory, still my own." "Excellent," Walter said, pleased. "Now, let's get this girl some ID, shall we?" A small, isolated room, an hour later. Nanu yawned and rubbed her temple, feeling a slight headache. Had she fallen asleep? She blinked her eyes and saw Re-be-kah smiling at her, sitting in a chair beside. "Mistress?" she said rather groggily, yawning again. "You're fine, darling," Becky said gently, squeezing her hand. "We tried to do something to help you, but we don't think it worked. I'm going to try speaking in my language and then see if you understand me, okay?" Nanu nodded. "Can you understand me?" Becky asked in concise English. Nanu blinked at her and then shook her head. "Well, damn," Becky sighed. "Can you try to say anything in my language, Nanu?" Nanu thought for a moment. "Fuck; purick in cunat." Becky giggled. "You could already say those things, you little tramp!" Nanu smiled and blushed. "We tried to help you speak my language by putting a little thing inside your head, but it didn't work." Nanu pressed her fingers to her temple, where the localized discomfort was. "Did I do something wrong, Mistress, to make it not work?" Becky shook her head. "No, it has nothing to do with you, really. One day, it might work, so we'll keep it where it is, I guess. No harm in waiting it out." She dug around in her purse she was carrying. "Meanwhile;” The blonde was smiling brightly as she presented Nanu with a handful of items. "We managed to create an identity for you in this world. It's a good start." Nanu examined the things curiously. She opened a small, greenish shell with a stylized bird on it, her eyes widening when she saw her own image looking back at her. Her own lovely face. There was some flowing script she did not recognize at all along with it. "It is called a 'passport'," Becky explained. "It tells officials who you are and where you are from. This says you are from Egypt." "Well, I am," the Egyptian girl reasoned with a small shrug. "Just not your Egypt." "Correct, but they won't know that, and that's safer for you," Becky agreed. "Your name is now Nanu Tehemet." The girl's eyes went wide. "My name is Queen Nanu?" Becky laughed. "Nobody anywhere will know what Tehemet means, sweetie, it's just your surname now for convenience. Also, we made some medical records for you, including your blood type. And I still need to put in a call and have a doctor lined up who will look after you." Becky knew that part might be tricky, since any doctor from her own era would be confused by Nanu's physiology, genetic code, and dental records. She was completely unique that way. Could any modern doctor be trusted? Did she need to find a doctor who was a member of the temporal community to look after Nanu? Questions, always more questions. "A doctor?" Nanu almost groused, wrinkling her nose. "Roman doctors were smelly and evil. I hope your doctors are better." "I like to think so," Becky agreed, nodding. "But with all this information I just gave you, you'll be safer than without it. Remember how if a slave was freed in Rome, they made sure he had documents of manumission? These documents, like my own, record you as a sovereign citizen and a visitor here in Canada." "Wouldn't it make more sense to just claim I was from Ka-na-da?" Nanu reasoned. Becky smiled and caressed Nanu's cheek. "No one would believe you are from Canada, my love, you don't speak any of our languages. One day, I promise, we'll get you made a citizen. For now, this is just to ensure your safety." As always, Nanu took Becky's word for it and just nodded. "Now then," Becky said, taking the items back and then standing up, smiling brightly. "Let's go eat and get you some clothes, shall we?" Half an hour later. They were sitting in the food court of the Eaton Centre, and Nanu was devouring everything Becky had put in front of her. Becky dreaded the effects this might have on her lover's intestinal tract later, but for now, Nanu was happy. There was no food she wasn't sampling and putting away; pizza, falafel, burgers, fries, poutine, spaghetti, Chinese food. My poor bank account, she despaired slightly as she watched the tiny girl wolf down all the food with a frightening eagerness. She really likes salty things, I'll bet living on a slave's diet means she has an iodine deficiency. I'll have to see to that. Becky thought Nanu might bite her hand off when she tried to reach for one of the siu mai dumplings. Eventually, though, the Egyptian girl relented and let her Mistress have one. Becky also made the mistake of letting Nanu try some pop, and soon the girl was wired. She'd have to explain the dangers of sugar and rotting the teeth out of your head. Nanu annihilated the Timbits she had for dessert. Her little belly was swollen when she stood up from the table. She almost looked pregnant, but she was beaming with delight. Suddenly, she burped so long and loudly that everyone in the food court paused and looked at the pair. "Sorry," Becky said apologetically to the nearby tables. "It's her first day with North American fast food." "Mistress, that was all so good!" Nanu gushed, oblivious of her faux pas. "I loved it all, even the stupid cow meat!" "I think you tried just about everything except the Jamaican food," Becky said, gathering up the debris at their table to put at the disposal station. "Where?" Nanu asked, looking around hurriedly. Had they missed one? "May I try it?" "Another time, you greedy little pill," Becky laughed as she disposed of their waste. "Don't worry, we'll be back." "And you said we're underground?" Nanu asked, looking around in wonder again. The space was huge and so open, like a forum surrounded by endless shops, but there was no sky above her, just a distant white ceiling. Becky nodded. "And there are more shops above us. That's where we're going, to find clothes and so on for you." They took more of the magic moving stairs, carrying Nanu up to another level. She watched over the railing in awe, feeling so very superior to the people who were still below, like puny ants. The sights and the smells and the throngs of people enthralled her. "Mistress, I am so excited that I think I need to pee," she said, feeling a twinge in her cunt. "Just over here," Becky said, diverting them down a small hallway. "I happen to know these washrooms are pretty clean because they're seldom used." "You are so smart, Mistress," Nanu said proudly as Becky led her into the little room with all the weird stalls. Becky led her over to one of the stalls and gestured for her to enter. "Go inside, pulls down your pants, do your business, and then use the tissue like we do back at home," Becky instructed. "I'll wait out here." "You won't come in with me, Mistress?" Nanu asked. "How will you watch me pee?" "No, sweetie," Becky replied, smiling. "That's not how we customarily do things in public places in my time. I'll be right out here, though." Nanu shrugged and sighed, heading into the little stall and Becky closed it behind her. She heard the Egyptian girl shuffling around, and then Nanu let out a groan, peeing very loudly. Becky wasn't surprised, given all the pop Nanu had inhaled. The sugar crash was going to be awesome. Some other unladylike sounds followed, but at least Nanu didn't seem to be turning herself inside out like she had the previous day. Baby steps. There was a pause and Nanu seemed to be finished, so Becky began talking. "Okay, sweetie, remember what I told you. Go ahead and clean up, but just be aware of' There was a sudden flushing sound, followed by a yelp of shock and fear. A split second later, the stall door burst open and Nanu raced out, her track pants still around her ankles as she hobbled as quickly as she could toward the exit, her eyes wide in panic and once again peeing herself. "Just watch out for the automatic flush mechanism;” Becky grumbled as she loped off after Nanu before s

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What if the chains holding you back… are on the inside? What if the rules constraining what you do and say and think … are ones you didn't even know you were following? In this episode, the biggest and most challenging one I've ever produced, we'll follow four different stories of people finding the courage to write their own minds. This is the story of freedom you can't see. ReferencesBerlin, I. (1969). Two Concepts of Liberty'. https://faculty.www.umb.edu/steven.levine/Courses/Action/Berlin.pdfFoner, E. (2016). Give me liberty! (6th AP). W W Norton.Franklin, B. (1753). Letter to Peter Collinson. Teaching American History; Ashbrook Center. https://teachingamericanhistory.org/document/letter-to-peter-collinson/Franklin, B. (1784). Founders Online: Remarks concerning the Savages of North America, [before 7 Jan …. Founders.archives.gov. https://founders.archives.gov/documents/Franklin/01-41-02-0280Gowdy, J. M. (1998). Limited wants, unlimited means : a reader on hunter-gatherer economics and the environment. Island Press.Green, H. (2025, October 2). You are probably underestimating Jane Goodall's impact. YouTube; Vlogbrothers. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d_FzzLeA6pkHarris, M. (1995). Cultural Anthropology. Good Year Books.Peterson, D. (2006). Jane Goodall : the woman who redefined man. Houghton Mifflin Co.Ronda, J. P. (1977). “We are well as we are”: An Indian critique of seventeenth-century Christian missions. The William and Mary Quarterly, 34(1), 66. JSTOR. https://doi.org/10.2307/1922626Sahlins, M. (1981). Stone age economics. Aldine.Thwaites, R. G. (Ed.). (1896–1901). The Jesuit relations and allied documents: Travels and explorations of the Jesuit missionaries in New France, 1610–1791; the original French, Latin, and Italian texts, with English translations and notes (Vols. 1–73). Burrows Bros. Co. https://archive.org/details/jesuit-relations-allied-documents Westover, T. (2018). Educated: A memoir. Random House.

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It's time for one of our many bonus episodes this season! We are joined by our good friend and official/unofficial fifth Watcher in the Fourth Dimension, Alan Siler, as we watch the not-so-recently animated story in Doctor Who, The Savages.   Join us as we spend way too much time discussing how we watched this and what other things we listened to prepare for this episode, commenting on the fact that we don't, in fact, hate Dodo as much as we all remember, Julie and Reilly waxing poetic about what a wonderful score we got to listen to, and finally, our love of smashing things just like they did in The Who. The only problem is that most of us don't feel like heading back into the Davidson era after this adventure.   If you would like to watch along with us, you can get this on physical media from Amazon UK and Amazon US   Other media mentioned in this episode*: Looney Tunes – The Platinum Collection (Amazon US: https://amzn.to/3Aov8z7 | Amazon UK: https://amzn.to/3nRkM7w) Star Trek: The Original Series: The Complete Series (Amazon US: https://amzn.to/3aifha7 | Amazon UK: https://amzn.to/2YtSYvx) Lost in Space: The Complete Classic Series (Amazon US: https://amzn.to/3m44ffy | Amazon UK: https://amzn.to/3yQVHfQ) The James Bond Collection (Amazon US: https://amzn.to/3FWn6kg | Amazon UK: https://amzn.to/3DQB4lR) Jurassic Park (Amazon US: https://amzn.to/3x3z6hQ | Amazon UK: https://amzn.to/3rk2JIj) The Lord of the Rings: Motion Picture Trilogy (Amazon US: https://amzn.to/3nfEjMU | Amazon UK: https://amzn.to/3jwU4hv)   Finally, you can also follow us and interact with us on Facebook and Instagram. You can also e-mail us at watchers4d@gmail.com, and you can join us on our Discord server. If you're enjoying this podcast, please subscribe to the show, and leave us a rating or review.   *Support Watchers in the Fourth Dimension! We are an Amazon affiliate and earn a small commission from purchases through Amazon links. This goes towards the running costs of the podcast.

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Join screenwriter Stuart Wright as he dives into movies that changed your life with the director of GAME, John Minton, in this engaging episode of 3 Films That Have Impacted Everything In Your Adult Life. Explore Le Jetee impact, 2001: A Space Odyssey analysis, and The Clock influence on his personal growth and cinema's transformative power. John Minton also discusses how he directed GAME Movies That Changed Your Life   Find out about the making of GAME and the lasting impact of cinema with Stuart Wright on his movie podcast.   [0:42] What is the film GAME about? [1:20] How a short film idea turned in to a feature film [4:50] Invada Records to Invada Films - a 20 year journey [9:00] How did you cast Sleaford Mods' Jason Williamson for the role of the poacher? [10:20] How do you make someone trapped upside down in a car visually interesting? What were the challenges? [20:00] What new story was discovered during the editing process? [24:30] Marc Bessant's upside down performance [29:45] 3 Films That Have Impacted Everything In Your Adult Life Le Jetee impact  [30:10] John Minton describes how Le Jetee was a film he was introduced to on a graphic design course and he fell into the moving image as a result. How it showed him he could make films.   2001: A Space Odyssey analysis [35:20] John Minton shares how 2001: A Space Odyssey is all about the dawn of man; the cut from the bone to outer space. How he will always be impressed by it.  The Clock Influence   [42:50] John Minton talks about how The Clock is about the whole of the 20th century cinema. How he found himself checking he own time, all the time, while watching nearly five hours of it.  Key Take Aways:   - Discover how movies that changed your life shape personal and professional growth. - Learn about how an independent film is made and how to make a contained thriller on a low budget Learn about how GAME starring Jason Williamson and Marc Bessant was made Learn how to expand a short film idea into a feature film - Understand cinema's transformative power through Le Jetee (1962), 2001: A Space Odyssey (1968), The Clock (2010)  - Full show notes and transcript:  About the Guest:   John Minton is a Bristol-based UK filmmaker, known for his experimental, lo-fi, and hallucinatory style. Characterised by grainy super-8 textures, a palette of iridescent, glowing hues, and mesmerisingly evocative imagery. John's distinctive visual flair has lent itself to music videos for Noel Gallagher, Portishead, and Savages amongst others. For more about John's work see https://www.mintonfilm.co.uk For details about November 2025 screenings: where and how to see GAME click the following link for more info https://linktr.ee/InvadaFilmsGame Subscribe on Apple Podcasts, follow on Spotify or wherever you listen to your podcasts for more movies that impacted your life!  Share your favourite movies that impacted your life on X (@leytonrocks) and leave a 5-star review and tell us which 3 films impacted your adult life. Best ones get read out on the podcast. Credits:   Intro/Outro music: *Rocking The Stew* by Tokyo Dragons (https://www.instagram.com/slomaxster/)  Written, produced, and hosted by Stuart Wright for [Britflicks.com](https://www.britflicks.com/britflicks-podcast/)   Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Peter Greenberg in conversation with David Eastaugh In 1977, White enrolled at Boston University to study journalism. While in school, he worked in a record shop in Brookline, Massachusetts, named Good Vibrations, where his singing was heard by musician Peter Greenberg of the Lyres. White adopted the stage name Barrence Whitfield to avoid being mistaken for superstar Barry White and began performing with Greenberg and former members of the Lyres as Barrence Whitfield & the Savages STARR AND THE CZARS, hailing from Washington, DC, bring together an all-star line-up of garage-rock veterans into one explosive new band. Fronted by JAKE STARR (Adam West, Jake Starr & The Delicious Fullness, Go Mod Go!, Goy Division…), the group also features PETER GREENBERG and MICHAEL LEWIS, two legends from Boston's trailblazing DMZ. After their time in DMZ, Greenberg and Lewis both carried the torch in Lyres, cementing their reputation as key figures of the late '70s and early '80s garage revival. Greenberg later went on to co-found The Customs and Barrence Whitfield & The Savages, while Lewis added his bass guitar work to bands such as The A-Bones, Yo La Tengo and The Schramms. Starr, meanwhile, became a fixture of Washington D.C.'s garage scene.

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The Savages coach previews his team's game with St. Pius X

Um Patachon & Pat, Louise & Thelma, Chong & Cheech, Gromit & Wallace oder Simon & Simon (LOL) soll es heute nicht gehen, dafür um Dennis & Guess, die ein paar Filmchen besprechen, die über die heimischen Flimmerkisten geflattert sind. Bon Voyage!

Today on Art of the Cut we speak with Brian Kates, ACE, about editing Bill Condon's Kiss of the Spider Woman.Brian's work includes feature films like The Savages, Killing Them Softly, and Shortbus. Also documentaries like All the Beauty and the Bloodshed for which he was nominated for an ACE Eddie, and TV series like Succession, The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel, for which he won an Emmy, and Treme. In addition to his numerous nominations he has won two Emmys and two ACE Eddies.Today's discussion covers the tonal shifts between Technicolor music fantasy and imprisoned reality, managing to maintain a diverse filmography, and the joys and challenges of editing a musical.You can read along with this interview at BorisFX's blog site.borisfx.com/blog/aotc

Karl Ravech and Buster recap an exciting weekend of ALDS and NLDS action. They discuss the Blue Jays pitching vexing the Yankee offense, Trey Yesavage doing damage in his fourth major league start, Jorge Polanco figuring out Tarik Skubal, the Dodgers plugging their bullpen with Tyler Glasnow and Roki Sasaki, the Cubs lacking pitching options, and the Rangers hiring Skip Schumacher. Later, Sarah Langs plays The Numbers Game. CALL THE SHOW: 406-404-8460 EMAIL THE SHOW: BleacherTweets@gmail.com REACH OUT ON X: #BLEACHERTWEETS 16:25 Karl Ravech 45:49 Sarah Langs 46:53 Bleacher Tweets Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Karl Ravech and Buster recap an exciting weekend of ALDS and NLDS action. They discuss the Blue Jays pitching vexing the Yankee offense, Trey Yesavage doing damage in his fourth major league start, Jorge Polanco figuring out Tarik Skubal, the Dodgers plugging their bullpen with Tyler Glasnow and Roki Sasaki, the Cubs lacking pitching options, and the Rangers hiring Skip Schumacher. Later, Sarah Langs plays The Numbers Game. CALL THE SHOW: 406-404-8460 EMAIL THE SHOW: BleacherTweets@gmail.com REACH OUT ON X: #BLEACHERTWEETS 16:25 Karl Ravech 45:49 Sarah Langs 46:53 Bleacher Tweets Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Barrence Whitfield in conversation with David Eastaugh https://www.facebook.com/BarrenceWhitfieldSavages White adopted the stage name Barrence Whitfield to avoid being mistaken for superstar Barry White and began performing as Barrence Whitfield & the Savages. The band garnered a strong reputation for explosive stage performances, described as "raucous and rough, in high gear from the moment they hit the stage." Whitfield himself was described as "a soul screamer in the spirit of Little Richard, Wilson Pickett, Solomon Burke, and early Don Covay." In 1984, the band released their self-titled debut album, mostly comprising cover versions of obscure soul and R&B songs. It received good critical reviews. The following year, they released a second album, Dig Yourself, on Rounder Records. Their music was heard by English radio DJ Andy Kershaw, who taped a Boston performance for airplay in Britain, and brought them to the UK for a tour.

Step inside the weight room where Charlotte Baseball builds absolute SAVAGES.

On today's episode  I speak about making poor parental decision making, but on my part. Mostly because i am not a parent, but parents felt ok with me watching their kids. I gave a bunch of kids soda, that had never had soda before, and their parents did not approve. From their I did not receive approval from restaurants i went to last week, I am the worst patron because I just go sit town and turn on the youtube or Netflix. Apparently it is frowned upon when going to upscale restaurants, but hey i say my money is still green correct. I also got to see a funny skit that was sent to me about a new zombie concept. What if zombies still had our flaws when undead, like i imagine a zombie being a narcissist, or a gas lighter, fun times right. PUT IT ON THE LINE- LYN COLLINS50 SHOT YA - 50 CENT (00:00 - 32:24)On the movie review section we talk about film movies and other things and give the worse takes. This week i speak about  “ SAVAGES' this movie has a sleeper case, and it is definitely with the watch. This is a true Disney film without the clean cast and with s3x, money, drugs, and violence. A movie about a lovers triangle gone wrong due to work complications, and 2 men trying to rectify pass grievances to move forward in their lovers quarrel. If you have seen this movie you're probably trying to figure out if we're talking about the same movie and yes we're.    (32:25 - 01:03:09)I then jump into The Cool Report  where we discuss a business owners bright plans to get right off segregation and it backfires terribly. Someone thought if they made an all women night club, that the money would come in pouring by the dozens but didn't do their due diligence to see they were in the wrong. From there China calculated a devious tactic, watching ads to be able to access toilet paper from public bathrooms, and what point in society did we lose our morals and charge for basic decency.  We don't even know how much reward is being given for ads, is it a tile an ad. Speaking of moral decency a man files a report with the police and receives justice when he was assaulted in front of people and no one helped him out. 2 floozies assaulted  him using twerk attack and almost succeeded draining him of his life force.(01:03:10 - 01:19:44)We then step into a segment where the listeners ask me 3 questions about myself or just randomness. A character wants to know why did i skip out on the ice topic last week and i assure him on this episode the i am with the mess. Another character want to know, what is the PH outdo sound like, and i don't think anyone knows that answer, and if they do, they're some wild wild boys or ladies.My cousin Chris sent me a clip of the next wave of streaming that isn't new but making a comeback. Piracy is back and i am not here for it, only because i am now the artist on the other end. If you bootleg my show, i am going to make you eat that iPod shuffle.   (01:19:45 - 01:34:53)Then we have 2 fans ask us a questions for PTL where we get asked the tough questions where we place ourselves in their shoes. A lover wants to know when is it okay to hide money from a partner. I say when you know the feds are coming, if that's the case. But why can't someone stash a little bit on money on the side, what if they really want something. Another lover wants to know, how to smooth things out with their lady over a misunderstanding. He meant phat, she heard fat. 2 huge differences, not really its a semantics game.(01:34:54  - 01:49:45)THE FINThanks to everyone that shows us love and wish y'all the best on the journey called life.(01:49:56 - 01:52:49)please continue to like, share, comment and subscribe.PEACE OUT!!!! For questions to be answered on Part time lover please email @nospecialcharacterspod@gmail.comTIME CODEINTRO/ WHAT'S NEW - 00:00MOVIE REVIEW - 32:35THE COOL REPORT - 01:03:10ASK ME A QUESTION - 01:19:45PART TIME LOVER - 01:34:54OUTRO - 01:49:56

This week on arts24, FRANCE 24's Jennifer Ben Brahim welcomes French singer-songwriter Jehnny Beth. The founder of UK band Savages collaborated with big names such as Idles and Depeche Mode before making her debut as an actress. She is now back with a second album, "You Heartbreaker, You", five years after the release of her first solo album.

Brandon, James, Britnee, and Hanna discuss a grab bag of Merchant Ivory costume dramas, starting with the company's 1992 hit Howards End https://swampflix.com/ 00:00 KPop Demon Hunters (2025) 08:17 Boys Go to Jupiter (2025) 10:52 Salt of the Earth (1954) 16:18 Weapons (2025) 27:09 Howards End (1992) 56:10 Savages (1971) 1:11:26 Quartet (1981) 1:23:04 The Remains of the Day (1993)

This week, a quick bonus episode reviewing the recent animation of the missing Classic Doctor Who serial THE SAVAGES! What did we think of the animation quality? How was this story the second time around? Which missing serial do we want to see animated next? All this and more will be discussed!

Welcome to the Circle of the World Podcast! Join Harrison, George, and Jeffrey as we continue our coverage of Joe Abercrombie's First Law series! For this season, we read through Red Country! This week, we will cover Savages. No, not the Pocahontas song!Make sure you sign up to memeing every chapter : https://www.reddit.com/r/HouseOfTheMemeMaker/comments/1kwbisk/memeing_every_chapter_of_red_country_signup_list/Meme of the week: https://www.reddit.com/r/HouseOfTheMemeMaker/comments/1mmj7ff/its_a_small_circle_of_the_world/Leave us a commentSupport the show

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In this episode of the Braun Performance & Rehab Podcast, Dan is joined by Elle Ervin & Beanie Harshe (also known as 2 of the soccer savages) to discuss their journeys and insights surrounding the sport of soccer.Elle Ervin, a sophomore forward from Bloomfield Hills, Michigan, brings a powerful presence to the pitch at 5′11″. In her freshman season (2024), she played in 16 games, making first collegiate starts and even scoring her debut goal during a memorable 1–0 upset over Alabama. At Marian High School, Elle was a standout, two-time First Team All-State, a state champion (2021), and finalist (2022). She also starred for Liverpool F.C. in the ECNL, earning First Team All-Conference honors and being named Player of the Match at the ECNL Phoenix National Selection Game. Off the field, she has shined academically as a National Honor Society member and Four-Year A Honor Roll student, and she's currently pursuing studies at the Ross School of Business. Brianna “Beanie” Harshe, is a sophomore midfielder hailing from Dexter, Michigan. In her freshman year (2024), she appeared in 11 games logging 290 minutes, and notched her first collegiate point with an assist in a 2–0 victory over Purdue. Beanie excelled academically at Dexter High, graduating in just 3.5 years with Summa Cum Laude honors, and she's also an AP Scholar with Distinction. As a club standout, she represented the U.S. Women's Futsal National Team at the CONCACAF Championship in Costa Rica and starred with the Michigan Hawks in the ECNL, including participation in the National Selection Game . A legacy Wolverine, both her parents are U‑M graduates, she's now enrolled in the College of Literature, Science, and the Arts. For more on Elle, Beanie, and the rest of the soccer savages, be sure to follow: @briannaharshe, @elle_ervin11 & @soccersavages67 (TikTok)*SEASON 6 of the Braun Performance & Rehab Podcast is brought to you by Isophit. For more on Isophit, please check out isophit.com and @isophit -BE SURE to use coupon code BraunPR25% to save 25% on your Isophit order!**Season 6 of the Braun Performance & Rehab Podcast is also brought to you by Firefly Recovery, the official recovery provider for Braun Performance & Rehab. For more on Firefly, please check out https://www.recoveryfirefly.com/ or email jake@recoveryfirefly.com***This episode is also powered by Dr. Ray Gorman, founder of Engage Movement. Learn how to boost your income without relying on sessions. Get a free training on the blended practice model by following @raygormandpt on Instagram. DM my name “Dan” to @raygormandpt on Instagram and receive your free breakdown on the model.Episode Affiliates:MoboBoard: BRAWNBODY10 saves 10% at checkout!AliRx: DBraunRx = 20% off at checkout! https://alirx.health/MedBridge: https://www.medbridgeeducation.com/brawn-body-training or Coupon Code "BRAWN" for 40% off your annual subscription!CTM Band: https://ctm.band/collections/ctm-band coupon code "BRAWN10" = 10% off!Ice shaker affiliate link: https://www.iceshaker.com?sca_ref=1520881.zOJLysQzKeMake sure you SHARE this episode with a friend who could benefit from the information we shared!Check out everything Dan is up to by clicking here: https://linktr.ee/braun_prLiked this episode? Leave a 5-star review on your favorite podcast platform

Originally released April 30, 2025. New Kindred episodes will drop starting in October 2025.And guess who's back? Our favorite Zoo historian and author, Nigel Rothfels! Yes, we dragged him back to congratulate him on the newly revised edition of his book Savages and Beasts: The Birth of the Modern Zoo. If you haven't heard our fun and fiery episode with Nigel, PLEASE go back and listen to our OG episode titled Zoos: Bad or Good? because we revisit some of the hot topics we covered and dig a little deeper into the future of zoos and conservation.Thanks again for your continued support we are so super grateful for you. You are the bass to our band keeping us in time and on track. XxLots of Love.Show Notes: Previous Kindred Episode: https://www.kindredpodcast.co/56-zoos-good-or-bad-a-conversation-with-historian-nigel-rothfels/https://sites.uwm.edu/rothfels/https://www.press.jhu.edu/books/title/53791/savages-and-beasts?srsltid=AfmBOopM5MOYEb1y4n36S0kIG1ZrZVaC0frAcAkB9bFZm3IKMNagWwwpYou can buy his book wherever you normally buy your books.

Animals. Savages. Behavior without explanation.. who.. who would do this and why?

Greg lays the intellectual foundation for how the "noble savage" trope, rooted in Enlightenment thinkers like Rousseau, converges with the Reformation's Black Legend to demonize Catholicism in popular culture. Tracing the noble savage from ancient Greece to Romanticism, he shows how it idealizes the "exotic other" as pure while portraying the Church as corrupt, amplified by Protestant propaganda that cast Catholic Spain as uniquely cruel. This narrative oversimplifies history, ignores secular brutalities, and promotes relativism, clashing with Catholic teachings on original sin and redemption. Greg previews upcoming conversations with Ed the Protestant, where they'll explore how Hollywood builds on these ideas to shape perceptions of the Church. Support this ministry so more people can consider Catholicism! Website: https://www.consideringcatholicism.com/ Email: consideringcatholicism@gmail.com  

This episode, Michael and Jake speak with stop-motion director Claude Barras about his new film, Savages, his previous film, the Ghibliotheque favourite My Life as a Courgette, his life in animation and his almost Takahata-like approach to research.To listen to Claude's full, unedited French answers, fast forward to 40.10.Savages is in UK cinemas now.Subscribe to our Patreon for ad-free episodes and bonus conversations in our Library Cafe series.Follow us on Twitter or Instagram, or drop us an email at ghibliotheque@gmail.com. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Vanguardistas have more fun—so if you don't already subscribe to the podcast, join the Vanguard today via Apple Podcasts or extratakes.com for non-fruit-related devices. In return you'll get a whole extra Take 2 alongside Take 1 every week, with bonus reviews, more viewing recommendations from the Good Doctors and whole bonus episodes just for you. And if you're already a Vanguardista, we salute you.  ‘Naked Gun' is out this week, where Liam Neeson finally embraces his meme-status by playing parody cop Frank Drebin Jr.--son of Leslie Nielsen's hero of the 1988 original. ...Is it naff though? Find out what Mark thinks—along with his verdicts on Willem Dafoe-starring weirdy fantasy drama ‘The Legend of Ochi', and ‘Savages', the new stop motion tale from the director of ‘My Life as a Courgette'. School's out but the reviews still keep coming!   Our guest this week is Guy Pearce, who chats so Simon about this hard-hitting new prison drama ‘Inside', set in his native Oz. Pearce plays grizzled lifer Warren, who is facing up to the uncertainties of freedom days before his long-awaited parole—but does he really want to get out? He stars alongside the ever-versatile Cosmo Jarvis and newcomer Vincent Miller, who plays the 18-year-old new inmate who Warren takes under his wing. Guy unpacks it all with Simon—plus we hear about his music projects, ‘The Brutalist', and find out which classic role of his he actually hates...   Some really amazing correspondence this week on ‘The Narrow Road To The Deep North' too, which has reminded us that we really do have the best and most fascinating listeners evs. Thanks as ever Wittertainees!      Timecodes (for Vanguardistas listening ad-free):  Savages Review: 07:54  BO10: 14:39  The Bad Guys 2 Review: 27:28  Guy Pearce Interview: 33:09  The Naked Gun Review: 49:01  The Legend of Ochi Review: 59:24    You can contact the show by emailing correspondence@kermodeandmayo.com or you can find us on social media, @KermodeandMayo  Please take our survey and help shape the future of our show: https://www.kermodeandmayo.com/survey   EXCLUSIVE NordVPN Deal ➼ https://nordvpn.com/take Try it risk-free now with a 30-day money-back guarantee!  A Sony Music Entertainment production.      Find more great podcasts from Sony Music Entertainment at sonymusic.com/podcasts and follow us @sonypodcasts    To advertise on this show contact: podcastadsales@sonymusic.com  Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Recordamos algunas de las giras y pequeños festivales que podrás disfrutar en las próximas semanas. Vienen a visitarnos los neoyorquinos The Optic Nerve o el canadiense Daniel Romano. Y ya falta poco para el Felicia Pop (Limodre, A Coruña), Traska Rock (Peñas de San Pedro, Albacete), Galifornia Beat (A Guarda, Pontevedra), Pin Up Fest (Jávea, Alicante) o el Festivalle de Tobalina (Quintana Martín Galíndez, Burgos).Playlist;(sintonía) BLACK SABBATH “Planet caravan”THE OPTIC NERVE “Take me”THE OPTIC NERVE “A long way to go”THE OPTIC NERVE “Here to stay”LOS MEJILLONES TIGRE “En la playa”LOS BENGALA “TDA”AL DUAL “A new day will be true”THE PEAWEES “Drive”THE BO DEREKS “Tanto gilipollas (y tan pocas balas)”DANIEL ROMANO “Where’s paradise”DANIEL ROMANO “Field of ruins”THE NEATBEATS “Wah! Gyu! De! Twist!”BARRENCE WHITFIELD and THE SAVAGES “Georgia slop”THE ROLLING STONES and STEVE RILEY “Zydeco sont pas salés”CHARLIE HALLORAN and THE TROPICALES “Mad scientist”THE TIKIYAKI ORCHESTRA and THE HAWAIIAN BRASS “Weekend in waikiki”MICAH P. HINSON “Os Sleeapyhead”Escuchar audio

Haley chats about her hut to hut hiking experience in Bariloche, Argentina. Savages, Search and Rescue, and Zombies abound.  Follow me on Social!Instagram: @_haleyscomments_Substack: @thehaleyscommentsCheck out my website!Website: haleyscomments.com

#LONDINIUM90AD: GAIUS & GERMANICUS DEBATE RUSSIA AND THE NORTH KOREANS AS ROME AND THE GERMANIC SAVAGES AND BURGOYNE AND THE INDIGENOUS TRIBES OF CANADA AND NEW ENGLAND. MICHAEL VLAHOS. FRIENDS OF HISTORY DEBATING SOCIETY. @MICHALIS_VLAHOS 1755

Ladies and Gents and everyone out there, we are back after basically a month to recover from Ncuti's last episode. And we needed something light, something entertaining and the animated recreation of The Savages fits the bill! Set as something of an allegory on anti-apartheid South Africa, The Savages lets you think one thing early on and then has you wondering who are the "real" savages. It's a very solid story and good animation and a hilarious twist that neither of us saw coming!

Goodfellas meets Savages meets Catch Me If You Can in this true tale of high-stakes smuggling from pot's outlaw years. Richard Stratton was the unlikeliest of kingpins. A clean-cut Wellesley boy who entered outlaw culture on a trip to Mexico, he saw his search for a joint morph into a thrill-filled dope run, smuggling two kilos across the border in his car door. He became a member of the Hippie Mafia, traveling the world to keep America high, living the underground life while embracing the hippie credo, rejecting hard drugs in favor of marijuana and hashish. With cameos by Whitey Bulger and Norman Mailer, Smuggler's Blues tells Stratton's adventure while centering on his last years as he travels from New York to Lebanon's Bekaa Valley to source and smuggle high-grade hash in the midst of civil war, from the Caribbean to the backwoods of Maine, and from the Chelsea Hotel to the Plaza as his fortunes rise and fall. All the while he is being pursued by his nemesis, a philosophical DEA agent who respects him for his good business practices. A true-crime story that sounds like fiction, Smuggler's Blues is a psychedelic road trip through international drug smuggling, the hippie underground, and the war on weed. As Big Marijuana emerges, it brings to vivid life an important chapter in pot's cultural history.https://amzn.to/3TMQu4xBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-opperman-report--1198501/support.

Book 2: Tyrants and Savages. Chapter 23: Legion of Horribles, Chapter 24: A Good Horse, Chapter 25: From Darkness to Light, Chapter 26: Come and Take It, Chapter 27: Victory or Death, Chapter 28: Six Jolly Cowboys, Chapter 29: The Mountain, and Chapter 30: Sparks of Hope

Book 2: Tyrants and Savages. Chapter 7: Tyrants, Chapter 8: Ellison, Chapter 9: Smith, and Chapter 10: Grass, Wind, and Spirits

Book 2: Tyrants and Savages. Chapter 11: Welcome to the Jungle, Chapter 12: Reflection, Chapter 13: War, and Chapter 14: Dead Men.

Book 2: Tyrants and Savages. Chapter 15: Rocky Mountains, Chapter 16: Out of Erebus, Chapter 17: The Chosen One, and Chapter 18: The Art of War

Book 2: Tyrants and Savages. Chapter 19: Long is The Way, Chapter 20: Heavens Lieutenants, Chapter 21: Gluttony, and Chapter 22: Spanish Peaks

I have a friend named Bobby Castro.    One of his favorite phrases is "Stack'em and Rack'em Savages."    And what that means is when you land one win, keep going for the next one.    Stack them bitches up.    For most people, they'll get a win and coast.    When I worked at the car dealership, no one would help the people walking in.    Instead, they'd be calling their leads or be conveniently at the copier.    They completely ignored the low-hanging fruit.    When I worked at the mortgage company, I worked the CRM, called, the leads, sent emails, and in a very short order of time, I was top producer.    And it's all because when I got one win, I'd stack another.  But you have to leverage the tools you have at your disposal every single day, win after win.    Stack'em and rack'em savages.      About the ReWire Podcast The ReWire Podcast with Ryan Stewman – Dive into powerful insights as Ryan Stewman, the HardCore Closer, breaks down mental barriers and shares actionable steps to rewire your thoughts. Each episode is a fast-paced journey designed to reshape your mindset, align your actions, and guide you toward becoming the best version of yourself. Join in for a daily dose of real talk that empowers you to embrace change and unlock your full potential.    Learn how you can become a member of a powerful community consistently rewiring itself for success at https://www.jointheapex.com/   Rise Above

Katie speaks to filmmaker Oliver Stone and author and JFK researcher Jim DiEugenio about the JFK files. Then she speaks to author and journalist Nick Bryant who published Epstein's black book about Epstein and Epstein victim Virginia Giuffre, who died by suicide last month. Finally, Katie plays a clip of Gabor Maté talking about surviving the Holocaust and the genocide in Gaza. The clip comes from a talk he gave in New York City on May 3. For the full discussion with Nick Bryant, please join us on Patreon at - https://www.patreon.com/posts/patreon-nick-128330783 Oliver Stone is an Award-winning director, producer, screenwriter whose films include , Snowden, Savages, Untold History, Platoon, Wall Street, JFK and the documentary JFK Revisited. He is the author of Chasing the Light. Jim DiEugenio is a researcher and writer who focuses on the political assassinations of the 1960s, including the killing of JFK. He is the author of two books, Destiny Betrayed (1992/2012) and The JFK Assassination: The Evidence Today (2018), co-author of The Assassinations, and co-edited Probe Magazine (1993-2000). Nick Bryant is a journalist, author and activist. Nick published Jeffrey Epstein's black book in 2015 and is the founder of Epstein Justice, which you can find at https://epsteinjustice.com/. Nick is also the author of "The Franklin Scandal: A Story of Powerbrokers, Child Abuse, and Betrayal" and "The Truth About Watergate: A Tale of Extraordinary Lies and Liars." Gabor Maté is an internationally renowned speaker with expertise on addiction, trauma, childhood development, and the relationship of stress and illness. For his groundbreaking medical work and writing he has been awarded the Order of Canada, his country's highest civilian distinction, and the Civic Merit Award from his hometown, Vancouver. His books include "In the Realm of Hungry Ghosts: Close Encounters With Addiction"; "When the Body Says No; The Cost of Hidden Stress"; "Scattered Minds: The Origins and Healing of Attention Deficit Disorder"; and most recently, "The Myth of Normal: Trauma, Illness & Healing in a Toxic Culture." He is also an outspoken advocate for Palestinian rights and critic of Israel. He and his parents survived the Holocaust but his grandparents were killed. As he relates in this clip, his mother handed him of to a Christian woman who was a complete stranger on the street in Budapest. She asked the stranger to bring him to other family members who lived in relative safety. ***Please support The Katie Halper Show *** For bonus content, exclusive interviews, to support independent media & to help make this program possible, please join us on Patreon - https://www.patreon.com/thekatiehalpershow Get your Katie Halper Show Merch here! https://katiehalper.myspreadshop.com/all Follow Katie on Twitter: https://x.com/kthalps Follow Katie on Instagram https://www.instagram.com/kthalps/

Joey Diaz and Lee Syatt talk the Grand Re-Opening of Alcatraz, Lee hits Joey with Claw Hands, why Father's Day is the worst holiday and much more! Get your first month of BlueChew for free, just pay $5 shipping. Get ready to have better sex & use promo code JOEY at ⁠https://www.bluechew.com⁠ Support the show and get 35% off your NYKD order at ⁠https://www.NYKDPouches.com/CHURCH⁠ New DraftKings customers can bet $5 & get $200 in bonus bets instantly. Download the DraftKings Sportsbook app & press in code JOEY.   Produced by: Andrew Houston & Joe Russo @andyfromontario @joerussomarketing on Instagram

You are in for a treat today, pilgrim! I'll be ranking my favorite Western films of all time. I have a feeling many of these films will get a tip of my hat. However, I hope some of them are bad so I can shoot them into their grave. Keep your trigger finger ready and your eyes on the screen—yee-haw!

ABC thought they could rescue their tanking ratings with a Trump exclusive, but they got a masterclass in media takedown instead. I break down how Trump dismantled Terry Moran's narrative on China, immigration, and MS-13, exposing the legacy media's crumbling credibility in real time. This wasn't journalism. It was a live fact-check, and Trump came out swinging.--Visit http://TNUSA.com/Turley or call 1-800-958-1000 for a free consultation. Their experts will walk you through a few simple questions to see how much you can save.*The content presented by sponsors may contain affiliate links. When you click and shop the links, Turley Talks may receive a small commission.*Leave a message for Steve! Call now! 717-844-5984Highlights:"ABC was hoping they could land this exclusive interview with Trump to help with their dwindling ratings. The executives had to know that Trump was going to rip apart whoever they sent into that oval office, but the ratings potential was too good to pass up!”“China is folding on these tariffs as we speak… It's a clear Chinese cave-in in its trade conflict with Trump, and yet, ABC can't admit that because what's good news for the country is always bad news for the Democrats.”“We are now in a position to fact-check the legacy media in real time, and it's absolutely destroying their business model. The legacy media's business model is information monopolization.” Timestamps: [00:21] ABC's Terry Moran interview of President Trump[02:36] Trump's takedown of Moran's claims about China and Kilmar Abrego Garcia[05:58] The far left's and the legacy media's obsession with illegal migrants [08:14] Trump keeps hammering Moran on the significance of the tattoos on Garcia's hands[09:35] How Trump and the public now fact-check the media in real time--Thank you for taking the time to listen to this episode. If you enjoyed this episode, please subscribe and/or leave a review.FOLLOW me on X (Twitter): https://twitter.com/DrTurleyTalksSign up for the 'New Conservative Age Rising' Email Alerts to get lots of articles on conservative trends: https://turleytalks.com/subscribe-to-our-newsletter**The use of any copyrighted material in this podcast is done so for educational and informational purposes only including parody, commentary, and criticism. See Hosseinzadeh v. Klein, 276 F.Supp.3d 34 (S.D.N.Y. 2017); Equals Three, LLC v. Jukin Media, Inc., 139 F. Supp. 3d 1094 (C.D. Cal. 2015). It is believed that this constitutes a "fair use" of any such copyrighted material as provided for in section 107 of the US Copyright Law.

Katie talks to the Academy-Award winning director Oliver Stone and JFK researcher and author Jim Di Eugenio about the JFK files which they testified about in Congress. Then Katie talks to Civil Rights Lawyer Alec Karakatsanis about his book Copaganda and the way the media lies about crime. Oliver Stone is an Award-winning director, producer, screenwriter whose films include , Snowden, Savages, Untold History, Platoon, Wall Street, JFK and the documentary JFK Revisited. He is the author of Chasing the Light. Jim DiEugenio is a researcher and writer who focuses on the political assassinations of the 1960s, including the killing of JFK. He is the author of two books, Destiny Betrayed (1992/2012) and The JFK Assassination: The Evidence Today (2018), co-author of The Assassinations, and co-edited Probe Magazine (1993-2000). Alec Karakatsanis is a Civil Rights lawyer and the founder of Civil RIghts Corps. He is the author of Usual Cruelty: The Complicity of Lawyers in the Criminal Injustice System (2019) and Copaganda: How Police and the Media Manipulate Our News (2025) ***Please support The Katie Halper Show *** For bonus content, exclusive interviews, to support independent media & to help make this program possible, please join us on Patreon - https://www.patreon.com/thekatiehalpershow Get your Katie Halper Show Merch here! https://katiehalper.myspreadshop.com/all Follow Katie on Twitter: https://x.com/kthalps Follow Katie on Instagram https://www.instagram.com/kthalps/

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