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A Holiday Haunting: Part 4 A unique relationship paradigm. Based on a post by zeon 67. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels. He had asked Erin what kind of food she wanted to try, and she said something new, with lots of flavor. Walking into the orange glow of the Thai restaurant and getting the scent of the food, Jack knew he had picked the right place. Erin looked so excited, her eyes darting to every plate as they got seated. "So, Siam is now Thailand?" Erin asked as soon as the waiter poured the waters and left the menus. "Yeah." Jack nodded. "I'm sorry, but I have to ask; are you okay?" "What? Why?" She lowered the menu, and her eyes widened. "Just want to make sure that you're not gonna fall asleep on me." Erin smiled and said, "I'm getting my eight hours. Can you help me with this menu?" Jack leaned over and tried his best to explain everything to Erin. He remembered her telling him that the food she used to eat in the 1880s was bland and boring. He got the idea she wanted something spicy but didn't want to scare her. He suggested Pad Thai, and picked something hotter for himself, a couple of appetizers and wine. "So, what did you do all day?" Erin asked as soon as they were alone again. "Nothing really. Replied to some emails, watched TV with my sisters, argued with my parents about politics ;  a typical holiday." "What would you be doing if you were back in Boston?" "Don't know. Maybe watch basketball, gym, go on the PlayStation, hit a couple of bars with friends." "PlayStation ;  that's the machine that you can play computer cartoons." "Close enough," Jack smiled, "What about you? How did you used to spend your free time?" "Working for the Franklins took up most of my time. I would be in that house for hours, sometimes the whole day. Any time I had to myself, I'd read or maybe go for a walk. Not really that entertaining. But now I can't wait to experience new things." "I know, I saw your list. What about today?" "Me and Lucy watched more movies. We watched some ones with a lot of action, which was terrifying. But I got through it." Jack wanted to quickly interject and ask what film that she saw, but let her carry on. "I tried to use Lucy's computer. But it was so hard and nothing worked. It looked so easier when you were using yours. I kept on forgetting about the Start button." "And I got this." Erin reached into her jacket pocket and showed Jack a red cellphone. It looked a little small compared to most modern phones and had some scratches around the sides. "I got from a store nearby and a prepaid plan. We can talk to each other now." "That's awesome," Jack said. He knew that there was something that he had forgotten to do for Erin. "Lucy helped me take a couple of selfies. I guess that's what girls like me do now. I created a Spotify account and I'm trying to find my taste in music. But I'm not joining Instagram or Facebook yet. Lucy said it's too early." "Yeah." Jack nodded, thinking if he should tell her the horror stories of social media. "Also, I know Beth is going to be trawling for your account and will immediately follow you." The food then arrived, and Erin's attention was drawn instantly to the plate set in front of her. Jack watched her, a mix of confusion and excitement at the various plates. He should probably try to explain everything. "These are the appetizers, that's pork gyozas ;  dough wrapped around a filling. Those are chicken satays ;  grilled chicken with sauce." Erin pointed to her dish and asked, "And I ordered; ?" "Pad Thai. A typical Thai dish ;  everyone should try it at least once. I got drunken noodles, there are hotter." Erin reached for a chopstick; her fingers and thumbs fumbled around the utensil. But to Jack's surprise, she got used to quickly them and tried everything in front of them. Seeing her face light up with every bite, he just grinned, like he was enjoying the food through her. "This all tastes amazing. So many spices and different flavors." "I thought food was better back in your time. Fresher, no chemicals or hormones." "Maybe. But we just boiled everything. And there was no taste." Jack carefully ate his noodles, making sure not to make a mess as he listened to Erin. She talked more about her plans; she was thinking about starting yoga. He didn't see it in Lucy's apartment but now could tell she was wearing makeup and looked even better. Her eyeliner made her green eyes pop, and she had a bold shade on her lips, making it so enticing. He needed to be alone with her. Erin caught him staring and smiled. She then said, "Me and Lucy were talking. And I think we got a story I can tell people." "Okay." "We got this idea after watching a true crime television show ;  Lucy loves those. So, I tell people I came from Ireland but I moved here when I was twelve. I lived with a very religious aunt and uncle. The Franklins. We lived away from other people and had a simple life." "So, you were in a fundamentalist sect?" "Yes. I didn't have a TV, no internet or modern music. I only interacted with the Franklins and other people in the community." "Okay. But why did you leave?" "The Franklins died." "And what happened between then and now?" Erin paused, looking like she was thinking of an answer. She took a sip of wine and said, "After I decided to leave, I travel to Boston and stay there, for some time? But; but it's too expensive and I meet Lucy and she lets me stay with her. I then meet you and; you know?" "That's perfect." After finishing their food, Jack ordered more wine and asked Erin what she thought about the meal. "I loved it." Erin said, wiping her lips with the napkin. "I always wanted to try something like this. Before I left Boston, there was this Chinese neighborhood. Just walking pass, I would be enticed by the aroma. But I could never walk into the neighborhood." He asked why but saw Erin go quiet and look nervous. It took Jack a moment before he understood, going to a Chinese block would be a major no-no for a white woman in 1890s Boston. "I lived in what is now called South End. Then it was a mix of Irish, Lebanese, Jewish, African-American, Greek. It was okay to speak with them and visit their stores. But the Chinese was a different story. I never understood why." "Do you miss Boston?" "Yes. When I arrived in the city, after weeks on that boat, I couldn't believe such a place could exist. So big, so many people. Visiting the Cathedral of the Holy Cross, getting lost in alleys exploring the city, having picnics at the Common." Looking at her, Jack thought about asking her something that he had been on his mind for a while. "Do you want to come to Boston with me?" "I would like that." They both leaned over the table and kissed, just a quick peck. But they stared in each other's eyes, a tension rapidly developing between them. Jack thought about asking about dessert, there was the Chocolate Bar a couple of blocks away, or that they go for another drink. But watching Erin, it felt she wanted to be alone with him. "Lucy told me something," Erin said in a hushed tone. "She will be working late and will be spending the night at a friend's." Jack nodded and flagged down the waiter. A human Copulation. "Lucy!" Erin called out as soon as they opened the door. Hearing no response, she turned and faced Jack. They both shared knowing smirks and quickly kissed. Erin moaned in his mouth as the kiss grew more lustful. She pressed herself against him and wrapped an arm around his neck. Erin wanted to feel closer to him. Jack loved every moment; having a gorgeous girlfriend draped over him would make any man ecstatic. Erin then took his hand and pulled it down to her ass. It was amazing how much she had changed in the last couple of days; the modest, sexually-na ve girl from the nineteenth century had disappeared. Erin moaned again as Jack cupped her ass. She broke their kiss and tilted her head towards Lucy's bedroom, Erin's green eyes sparkling as she grinned at him. Jack let her take the lead, pulling him into the bedroom. Erin slammed the door shut and quickly went to work on undressing Jack. She clumsily tried to unbutton his shirt but got nowhere and groaned. "You're wearing too many layers," Erin said, flashing him a half-smile. He pushed her back and immediately corrected his dress code. His jeans and the rest of his clothes then fell to the floor, and Jack then wrapped his arms back around her, kissing Erin's neck as he tugged on the zip. Her dress loosened, and Erin effortlessly slipped out of it, revealing her perky tits clad in a black bra. He didn't do it on purpose, but Jack moaned at the sight of her. How could he not? Erin stood in front of him wearing a black lace bra that just covered her bust, revealing a hint of her areolas. Below, she wore a matching lace thong. Super fucking sexy. Looking up, Erin had this smug smile on her face; she knew the effect she was having on Jack. She swayed her hips as she moved to him; Jack stayed slack-jawed as Erin pushed on the bed and straddled him. She lowered her head, and they resumed fervently kissing, writhing together. Jack reached around and unclasped her bra. Erin shimmied her body and slipped her hands out, tossing her bra away. Jack instantly grasped her free tits, enjoying the feeling of the soft flesh in his palm. Their lips still locked, he gently squeezed them, his thumb teasing her sensitive nipples. Erin responded by moaning into his mouth, egging him on. Jack pinched and pulled her erect bud, eliciting more moans from Erin. It got too much for her, and Erin pulled back. "Jack, I; I need you; inside me," she said, breathless. She rolled off him and got on all fours. There was something perverse in being fucked like an animal; Erin really wanted to feel that way again. She shuddered as she felt Jack's lips brush down her back as he carefully pulled down her panties, biting her lip and burning in anticipation. He slipped his hand between her thighs and found a very wet pussy. Erin trembled at his touch and moaned again. She begged for more and was ecstatic at having her cunt be invaded by Jack's finger. He then slid another one in, pushing them into her pussy. She gritted her teeth and hummed. Jack pulled his hand back, disappointing his panting girlfriend. His fingers oozed with her slick juices; shit, she's horny. He pressed his tip on the wet folds of her pussy and waited for a moan. Erin shook her head and whimpered as he thrust his cock in one slow push. "Oh yes;" Erin whispered, rolling her back and letting out another moan. Shuddering, her cunt muscles welcomed his cock, tightening around the shaft. Erin felt his hands on her ass, squeezing her cheeks as Jack slowly fucked, in long, gentle movements. It was just like being in the Franklin's bed, Erin going through the same electric sensations and loving every second of it. Erin threw her ass back, demanding his cock faster and harder. " more, more, more," she whimpered, matching his rhythm. Hearing her moans, Jack pumped his cock harder, watching his girlfriend's ass shake with every thrust. She pleaded for more and faster Jack went, pounding his cock. He loved how loud she was being. It was such an intensely erotic feeling, having a gorgeous woman cry for your cock. It urged him on, and the bedroom echoed with the sounds of their flesh slapping. Erin slammed her head on the pillow, stifling her cries as her body tightened, edging closer. She pressed down on the mattress and lifted her chest up, arching her back. Her right hand went for her left tit, clamping her fingertips around her erect nipple. While she pinched and pulled, her left hand slipped between her legs and found her engorged clit. "Oh; CHRIST!" She screamed. Erin dropped her mouth wide open, her limbs twitching as she hurtled to an incredible and intense climax. She inhaled sharply, gritted her teeth, close, so very close. Jack stopped and went still. He wrapped his arms around her waist and slammed his cock in slow, hard thrusts. It was too much for her. Erin shrieked, and her whole body shuddered; her fingers gripped the sheets, and her eyes rolled back into her skull, riding out an earth-shattering orgasm. "Oh; that felt good," Erin whispered, coming in down. Jack fell back, hitting the headboard. That was something. His still-hard cock slid out of Erin's drenched cunt. His throbbing shaft dripped with her slick juices. Taking a couple of deep breaths, his eyes focused on Erin and he used every ounce of willpower not to cum. She had this small, content smile on her face that looked so cute and yet very sexy. She grinned back at him, knowing what he was thinking. Her eyes drifted down to his glistening cock, and her smile went wider. She instantly regained her composure, getting on her back. Their eyes met again, and Erin wiped the sweat from her forehead before cupping her tits. Biting her lip, she pinched her nipples and spread her legs, eager for his cock, "Please." Jack quickly responded, shuffling forward with his cock in his hand. He leaned over her, feeling the heat from Erin's post-orgasmic glow. His throbbing tip brushed up against the soaked openings of her pussy. He rested his hands by her waist; she felt warm and slowly pushed his cock back in. Erin groaned and exhaled, her body vibrating, enjoying the incredibly fulfilling sensation of having Jack's cock back inside her. Intense heat rippled out from her cunt; her pussy muscles kneaded his pulsing shaft. Erin looked up at him, her eyes filled with lust and love. "Oh, yes;" Erin moaned as Jack bottomed out. She then wrapped her hand around his neck, pulling him down; Erin needed to kiss him again. The mouths instantly parted, and their tongues met again. Moaning into his mouth while twirling her tongue, Erin hooked her legs around Jack's waist, pulling him closer. She let out an animalistic grunt like she had been penetrated by another inch of cock. Erin or Jack, or both, broke their embrace and locked eyes. Watching each other's faces contort while they rhythmically fucked each other senseless. "Oh, God!" Erin screamed, getting closer and closer. She fucked him right back, meeting every vigorous thrust by throwing her hips forward, slamming her pussy at his cock. Jack pushed her up and lowered his head, nestling his face in the crook of Erin's neck. He slowly kissed down her soft white flesh, reaching her tits. He enthusiastically sucked on her nipple while slipping his cock out, waited a moment, then rammed it back into her drenched pussy. His free hand eagerly groped her other tit. "Oh, Jack!" It was getting too much for Erin. She tightened her grip around Jack's waist and went stiff. She fucked him hard, hyperventilating and shaking. Erin hissed and cried his name out as she rode through another orgasm. She frantically thrust her hips, trying to extend her climax and begged Jack for more. He replied by pressing his teeth down her nipple, and that was it. Her pussy spasmed around his raging cock and she let out a long cry. "Yes; yes; Oh Lord; Jesus Christ!" She yelled. As Erin went limp in his arms, Jack could feel the familiar tingling sensation coming from his balls. He tried to put it off, still plunging his cock furiously. Both of them moaned and gasped for air, covered in sweat, wanting more. But Jack couldn't take it anymore; he threw his head back, roared as he shot a torrid of cum into her. His body jerked uncontrollably from the needed orgasmic release, each movement causing another shot of jizz. Erin sighed and moaned, feeling Jack's cock explode deep inside her, making her tremble in ecstasy. Another rope of his jizz filled her womb, followed by another. As Jack collapsed on top of her, his brain mushed in a post-climax daze, Erin held him tightly. She had a broad grin, smugly satisfied that her pussy was filled by her lover's cum. Quietly moaning, feeling the hot cum seep down her thighs, Erin leaned forward. Her tits pressed against Jack's chest as she kissed him. Recovering from the intensity of their orgasm, they passionately kissed before breaking, pressing their foreheads together. Their eyes were closed, and they slowly breathed. "I love you," they said in unison, before exchanging more kisses. Erin smiled back at Jack. Her hands trembled, and sweat flooded her face. It was happening again. She remembered her breathing exercises, focusing on five things in the room. It didn't work, and Erin sunk through the mattress, her hands phasing past Jack's body. His mouth dropped as he watched her go. She hit the floor of the room, thankful that she didn't go any further. Jack immediately jumped off the bed and checked underneath, finding her sprawled out on the carpet. "Are you okay?" Erin stared at the underneath of Lucy's bed and just whimpered, "; no." New Years Eve. Jack tried to pay attention to the conversation; he knew it was important. It was about Erin's condition and what they should do next. But when he saw Erin walkout, wearing a black lace dress, Jack struggled to pay attention to Lucy and her friend. Erin just looked too sexy. She caught him staring, and Erin responded with a smirk. "Circe; Circe; Circe!" Lucy yelled, "We already got the dirt." Jack quickly turned back to Lucy and her phone. She had been Facetiming with a witch, who supposedly knew what was happening to Erin. They hadn't completed the resurrection ritual properly. Lucy's witch friend said they had done around ninety percent of it. The remaining ten percent involved Jedidiah Franklin's grave dirt and New Year's Eve. "Shut up, bitch!" Circe shouted at Lucy. Glancing back at Erin, she and Jack exchanged another look. This didn't sound like it was going well. Lucy and Circe had spent around twenty minutes just name-calling, bringing up boyfriends they had shared and generally being dismissive at each other. What he understood was that Circe wanted them to do another ritual, while Lucy wanted to do something different. Anything, it didn't matter. "What is it with you witches and wizards? Sex magic all the time. Sprained your ankle ;  sex magic. Car won't start ;  sex magic. Have to go to small claims court ;  sex magic. Don't you have a book of spells?" "Aw the poor medium is stuck. God, you're so basic. You just repeat what spirits say, like a parrot with tits." "Shut up, Claire, you giant poser!" Lucy yelled. The raven-haired witch went quiet and completely still. Lucy even called out her name to check if the call had frozen. Jack got the sense that Lucy had crossed some line and should apologize. Seeing Circe's bulging eyes, he figured the apology should be sooner than later. But the call ended, and he let it go. "What do we do next?" Erin asked. "We still go out. It's New Year's Eve." Lucy said, her phone then buzzed, and she read the message. "It's Circe. She says that as Jedidiah Franklin was the one who killed you, he needs to be punished. We have to burn the dirt, evoke Frigga, you two get freaking with some mistletoe above the bed. When the dirt turns white ;  we're good. Then she called me; the c-word. She called me a cunt" Erin looked embarrassed on her behalf, looking at her feet and said, "Oh." Lucy shrugged it off. "I will make it up to her later." She stood up and checked the time; it was getting close to eight, they had some time to kill. "Jack, you call a cab. Me and Erin will get ready." Erin followed the blonde in her bedroom, taking careful steps as she hadn't gotten used to wearing heels. In the bedroom, a silver bucket sat next to the window with a tub filled with dirt lying next to it. Erin had joined Jack this time, driving to a graveyard near the coast. Lucy gave them instructions while working, listening to her transparently flirt with a customer for tips while they waited to be told what to do next. Lucy opened a drawer and pulled out two sticks of white chalk. Handing Erin one, she bent down and drew a circle around the bed. "You okay with another sex ritual?" Erin chuckled and said, "It's getting repetitive." She placed the grave dirt in the bucket and set it down in front of the bed, drawing a circle around it. "Will you be there ;  watching?" "I have to." Lucy laughed. "Do we have to do it today? I was looking forward to celebrating the New Year." "It has to be a special day like New Year's Day or say, February 1. Then there's the Spring Equinox, Midsummer, Halloween, the Winter Solstice. You want to wait until February to make sure you never walk through a door?" "Of course, no." Erin replied, "I want to move on with my life and forget about protective circles, sex magic, the Franklins." Wiping the chalk from her hands, Erin checked herself out in the mirror. The dress showed off a lot of her bare skin, and she didn't know what to feel about it. Seeing Jack's face, Erin knew she looked hot and loved the feeling. But then there were Mrs. Franklin's words, telling her that she looked like a Catholic succubus. At least her legs were covered; it was too cold to go without tights. Lucy then joined her by the mirror. She wore a more revealing outfit, a silver sequined V-neck dress, her large tits up for display. Seeing her like that, Erin could only imagine the reaction in the nineteenth century. This was the new normal now, and she had to get used to it. Lucy raised her phone up and took some photos, saying, "We look hot." Erin laughed and then did the same. They took a couple of photos of their reflections, then some selfies. It was kind of pointless, and no one was going to see it, but checking out the photos, Erin really liked how she looked. "You said we had to do it tonight. Should we still go out?" "Yeah." Lucy smirked, putting away her phone. She said, "One, whenever we do it, it has to happen at the witching hour ;  that's like at three in the morning. Two, it's your first New Year's Eve, you gotta celebrate it." Jack then knocked on the door and said, "The cab is coming in ten minutes." Approaching Normalcy. Erin liked how it felt having Jack's arm wrapped around, comforting. They were in a bar, a busy bar, sitting alone and waiting for Lucy. There were many people around her, and it took Erin some time to get used to being in a crowd. It wasn't like she was frightened or agoraphobic. She just got anxious about saying the wrong thing, letting people know that she didn't belong in this time. Then was the whole becoming incorporeal whenever she became nervous. Finishing a glass of wine helped Erin from phasing through the chair. The alcohol also helped her make small talk. A girl in the restroom had asked about her dress, wanting to know where she got it from. They talked for a bit more, and Erin returned to Jack, full of confidence. "Hey guys." Lucy sat down in front of them and placed a white plastic bag on the table. "I got the mistletoe for Frigga. I need a drink." Jack ordered another beer and two glasses of ros for them. "So, what is the plan for tonight?" Erin asked. "Drink here then go to a couple of bars and see what happens." Lucy then glanced at Jack, who shrugged a 'that sounds good' response. "What did you do all day?" "Nothing," Jack said, "Just emailed my boss and about me moving back to Boston." "Cool. Did Erin tell you what she did today?" Jack shook his head and turned to his girlfriend. "I went grocery shopping by myself." "That's really great," Jack said. "Once this thing goes away and I'm not afraid of passing through a bed, there's things that I want to do. I already got a plan." "Like what?" Lucy leaned in, finishing her wine. "First, I need a job, something that I can do and that's not far from Jack's apartment. And I'm looking at GED courses. Then a community college course." Lucy grinned and said, "That's fucking cool. We need some tequila to celebrate." Jack and Lucy showed Erin how to take a shot of tequila. She let out a long moan as the burn of the alcohol shocked her throat and quickly bit into the lime slice. They slowed down their drinking, Jack saying that they shouldn't be wasted for the ritual. Lucy agreed, worrying out loud that she could mess up and make Erin a ghost again. They talked for a while, trying to predict what would happen in the new year, before going to another bar. Then quickly another one, eventually ending up at the Cord & Rifle. It was more of a high-end hipster bar, which annoyed Jack and Lucy, and she worked there. The bartenders wore white shirts, suspenders and each had handlebar mustaches, looking like Civil War surgeons. This just confused Erin, wondering why people were pretending to be like that. "It's just; the trend," Jack said, sighing. Erin glanced at Lucy, and she was rolling her eyes but also nodding. They ordered more drinks, and Erin moved away from wine, trying what the bartenders said were authentic cocktails from her time. They were lying to her. Her eyes flickered to other patrons; they were all ordering expensive drinks, taking photos, deleting them, then retaking them. Their lips were stretched out in the smile, but their eyes stayed unmoved. This is what modern life is? Expensive drinks and pretending to be happy. She and Lucy were then in the bathroom, touching up their makeup. Erin turned her and asked, "Is New Year's Eve supposed to be; like this?" "Are you asking if New Year's Eve always this mediocre?" Lucy said, smirking. "Yeah. It's always a massive let-down. You got this pressure to have this epic night, everything is expensive, then there's that bullshit about getting a kiss at midnight." "A midnight kiss?" "It's some bullshit. Something that Hollywood and Hallmark love. I think it's real tradition behind it, probably something farming related. But now it's been romanticized to insane levels. If someone doesn't kiss you when the clock strikes twelve, then life is over." "Really?" "Stupid, isn't it?" Lucy sighed, "At least you got Jack." "You are not interested in meeting someone?" Erin asked, "There were some men that were checking you out?" She narrowed her eyes as she spoke, wondering if she used the right word. "I wasn't feeling it." Lucy shrugged. "Too many desperate creeps and fake-ass nice guys. You know that tavern-like bar we quickly left because of the vibe? Some girl tried to hit on me in the bathroom. It's been a while since I've been with a girl;" They then went quiet and stared at each other. A group of ladies woke them up, and they quickly left the bathroom. They had never discussed the kiss at the s ance, and Erin didn't know how she could ever bring it up organically. She couldn't make sense of it herself; why did she kiss her? It wasn't like she had this attraction to Lucy. Erin just rationalized that the s ance messed with her emotions, and that was it. Jack was waiting for them at the booth. He stopped them before they could sit. "Some guy was looking for Lucy. Lloyd?" "Lloyd? Oh, snap. Where is he?" "Outside. Said near the 7-Eleven." "We should get out of here." "Why?" Erin asked. "He's got the final stuff we need to for tonight." Lucy replied. "Oh," Jack smiled and handed them their jackets. They got outside and walked to the meeting point. He turned to Erin and said, "We're meeting Lucy's weed dealer." "Weed?" Erin asked. Lucy jumped in before Jack could open his mouth, saying, "It's marijuana, cannabis. You probably heard it as hash. We need it for the ritual." "Oh. Do you normally partake?" Nodding her head, Lucy smiled and said, "Yeah. It makes things less boring. Also, marijuana has been used in so many sacred and spooky things." "I do as well." Jack felt Erin give him a quick look, knowing that she was about to ask him the same thing. "Weed is legal in Boston. I smoke it time to time. Shame we don't have any dispensaries." "Same," Lucy quickly jumped in. "They say we might get dispensaries in Portland by summer." Erin stayed quiet, giving them both a long stare. "Are we supposed to just burn it?" She eventually asked, "Or we do smoke it?" "Both," Lucy replied. Erin remembered hash from when she first arrived in America, that weird feeling block of greenish-brown that her father would take as medicine. There was also a time when she was given cannabis fluid for an illness. The idea that people now took cannabis for fun interested her. "I would like to try some." Erin said, nodding her head. Both Lucy and Jack looked at each other, silently conversing before turning back to Erin, asking if she was sure. They mention PSAs, peer pressure and not wanting to force her into something she might not be ready for. Erin replied with a blank look, nodding her head but not really listening. "Before I was a char-girl, I worked in a factory. The fumes from the vats would give me migraines. Do you know what the druggist gave me?" Erin asked, slowly smiling. Both Jack and Lucy shook their heads. "Heroin," Erin said, "They used to give that to fussy babies as well. Also, the man who owned the house before you, Jack. I once saw him inhale white powder and act loony. I feel marijuana is safer." Lucy shrugged and walked away. She was back with a baggie filled with dark brown herbs a minute later. "All set?" Jack asked. "Yeah. Lloyd was pretty nervous and wanted to know who you guys are." "What did you say?" "Just a couple I had a quasi-threesome with." Erin was still blushing by the time they got to the final bar. It had more of an old-school look about it, reminding her of Ireland and the taverns where she would be sent to fetch her father. They got in just before the countdown. While everyone started counting down and looking at the screens, Erin lost her cocktail. The glass phased through her hand and smashed against the floor. Was it nerves? That the ritual wasn't going to work, or she could say to herself that she was excited, looking forward to the new year. While everyone celebrated, Erin ignored the lost drink and grabbed Jack, kissing him hard. If this wasn't going to work, she would at least have some fun. She quickly ended their embrace and then lunged at Lucy, giving the medium a long hug. After tonight, she needed to do something for Lucy, something to show her appreciation. Lucy broke their hug and smirked back at her. "Let's get out of here. Time for you to be human." More Dark Arts. Jack thanked that the burning pot was giving him a gentle high, otherwise he would be embarrassed. He, like Erin, sat in his underwear on Lucy's bed. A sprig of mistletoe was taped to the headboard behind them while white candles circled the bed. They watched Lucy burn some incense sticks while reading out of the grimoire. But every once in a while, Jack would catch the medium look up from the book and steal glances, her eyes focusing on the bulge between his legs. Erin did the same but acting a lot more obvious than Lucy. It was this weird horny circle. Jack tried to stay unaroused, which was getting more difficult with every passing second. Erin and her lacy bra would draw him in, and his cock throbbed with every look. "Are you okay?" Jack asked. Erin grinned and said, "Yeah." Looking at her, it was clear that she was getting a buzz from the pot. It was also affecting him, that or whatever Lucy was burning. He felt warm and eager. Jack needed to move, jump off this bed and do something. He looked at Lucy; she was still reading the grimoire and glancing up at them. Was she checking Erin out? Her attention had moved away from his bulge, focusing on Erin's heaving chest and her tits. Jack closed his eyes and shook his head; all the pot and incense made him think he was in a porno. Lucy then slammed the book shut and stood in front of them. Still wearing her sequin dress, she said, "It's time." "What do you want us to do?" Erin asked. "Yeah, you're the director." Jack added, smirking. "You guys start fucking. I will chant Frigga's name while you do it." Jack turned back to Erin; her green eyes told him she was ready. He pulled her close to him and kissed her passionately. Their lips parted, and they both moaned, also gasping for air. Erin grinned back at him, making Jack chuckle at the ridiculousness of the situation. He placed his hand on each side of Erin's face and pressed his lips back on hers. Jack thrusted his tongue into her mouth, suppressing a groan as he felt her hand cup his bulge. There was a moan ;  it may have come from Lucy as Erin freed Jack's cock. He couldn't explain it, but his cock was a stiff and hard as it ever had been. Maybe the stuff that Lucy had burned is what they make Viagra out of? Jack could feel his tip oozing copious amounts of precum and coating Erin's fingers. She broke from their kiss and looked down in amazement, drooling at the sight of his pulsating member. Erin desperately needed that cock inside her. She grabbed Jack and roughly pulled him down onto the mattress. He looked shocked at her sudden assertiveness. But before he could say a word, Erin sat between his legs and took his cock deep into her mouth. Both he and Lucy moaned their approval as Erin swirled her tongue along the underside of Jack's shaft. "Oh Frigga; Oh Frigga; Oh Frigga; oh fuck," Lucy said. She paced around the room, burning a bundle of sage while invoking a Norse goddess. She lost her focus as she saw Erin strip off her bra and bob her head on a massive cock. This was insane. Jack was stunned by Erin's drive and how badly she wanted his cock. Her naked tits bounced against his crotch, and Jack had to feel them again. Taking her perky tits in his hands, Erin moaned on his cock while Lucy had stopped speaking and just stared at them. Erin shuddered and then pulled her head from Jack's cock. She could have more fun blowing him, but right now, they needed to have sex. Erin looked up at him, replying with a big, content smile. She then stood up on the bed and wriggled out of her panties, giving Jack and Lucy a little show. She rested her left leg on the other side of his crotch and slowly sank. Erin grabbed his slick, throbbing cock and pressed against her pussy. "Jack; this is so wicked," she said with a big smile. She let out a long, deep exhale as she bent her knees and became impaled on Jack's cock. Erin's body involuntary shook as her eyes rolled back. Something was different this time, there was this raw, lewd feeling, but Erin wasn't complaining as Jack's cock pulsed against the walls of her pussy. She remained still, her eyelids down, and she breathed rapidly. Seeing Erin and Jack acting like there were in a porno, Lucy had forgotten what she was supposed to do. She stared at her friend's body or, more accurately, ogled Erin's nakedness. She looked hot. So did Jack. She didn't want to think about that now; that would be later when Lucy was alone with her vibrator. She stood in front of the silver bucket and lit a match. "Oh Frigga. Please take fortune on Erin and punish the man who wronged her," she said, looking up. Lucy flicked the match into the dirt, it burned into a bright white flame and went back to enjoy the show. Erin rested her palms on Jack's chest and slammed herself up and down on his cock. She had thrown her head back; her eyes were closed, and she hummed to herself as she forcefully rode Jack. Her tits bounced to Lucy's and Jack's delight, eager to be touched. Those herbs that Claire picked had really fucked with her head; she knew she was never this bi-like. Erin then arched her back and squeezed her tits, pulling on her erect nipples. "Oh Lord; yes!" Erin cried, nearly sending herself off to her first orgasm of the night. Seeing her moan and cry for more was an incredible sight for Jack. It was love. Seeing his girlfriend ride his cock with such passion was unbelievable. He wrapped his arms around her firm ass and raised his hips. He saw Erin appreciate the slight change, his cock thrusting deeper into her slick pussy. She was getting close; he could sense it. But then Erin slowed down, and Jack had to yawn. Turning his head, Lucy was down, sleeping on the floor. He felt weak, and his eyes were heavy. Erin collapsed on top of him ;  in a deep sleep like before. Jack shook his head, thinking that it would help. He then prodded Erin and yelled her name, but nothing. He couldn't fight it anymore and slowly drifted asleep. The Attic, Again. Jack's eyes opened, and he knew something was different. This isn't Lucy's bedroom. Sitting up, he knew where he had been transported to, the attic. It wasn't was like the other week when he woke up in 1897 and watched Erin die. There was nothing in the attic this time, no lanterns, steamer trunks or the presence of anyone, just exposed brick and worn floorboards. Something had happened. Sitting up, he noticed that he had been on Lucy's bed. Looking to his side, Erin lay in a deep sleep. Weirdly enough, she was wearing the same black lace dress. To his left, he heard snoring. Turning his head, Lucy slept, also wearing the same dress she had on from earlier. Seeing her was surprising; Jack expected it would be just him and Erin transported back in time. That's what would make sense. He reached over to his right, gently rubbing Erin's arm. "Erin? Erin?" Nothing. Jack then turned to Lucy and called out her name. Again, nothing. Getting up, Jack walked around the attic. There had to be something they needed to do. Or something they did wrong. He raised his hand up; there was something different. There was a dry heat coming from somewhere in the room. Jack tried to ignore it, focusing on the door. He pushed it a couple of times, it didn't move. He slammed his shoulder against it; the door didn't budge; there's no give. "Ah; ," a female voice moaned. Jack rushed back to the bed, seeing Erin stirring. She slowly opened her eyes and said, "Jack?" Erin then sat up, turning her head, taking in the change. "No." "It's okay. It's not like it was before. Something is different," Jack said. He then pointed to Lucy, who was still asleep, "She's also here." "Lucy," Erin said, her eyes widening. She jumped to her feet and moved to the blonde medium. She shook Lucy, yelling her name. "Fuck; leave me alone. Shit." Lucy groaned, pushing away Erin. She sat up and rubbed her eyes. With one eye open, she scanned their surroundings. "Where the fuck are we?" "The attic," Jack said. "It's weird. There's a door but it's not opening. And, I don't hear anyone." "No Franklins?" Erin asked, wrapping her arms around herself. Jack extended out his hand and gently rubbed Erin's shoulder. "No. We're alone." He slipped off his blazer; it was getting too hot, and then sat back on the bed. He glanced at Lucy, waiting for her to think of something. She stood up and paced in front of the bed. "Okay. Remind me again. What happened last time? Was it the same?" Jack shook his head, "No. Not like this. I was watching the Franklins and Erin going through their day. It was like when Scrooge goes back to the past. They couldn't hear me or see me. But I could go anywhere. Not just this attic." "Same for me. I just woke up," Erin said, "And I thought everything went back to how it was. But then I saw myself; as a maid. Then Jack." "Okay, let me think." Lucy said, still pacing. Watching the blonde walk back and forth, Jack rolled his eyes and undid the top button of his shirt. He looked down at his feet, realizing he was tapping his foot. There was something about this attic; it was making him feel hot and restless. Erin joined him on the bed, and Jack quickly got distracted by her. She just looked so sexy; he was desperate to continue what they were doing back in Lucy's apartment. Looking at Erin, Jack noticed that she had the same problem. Beads of sweat trickled down her forehead. Her fingers drummed against the mattress and her legs jiggled. Lucy rushed back to them, her skin glossy and her face flush. "I think Frigga wanted something else. Like you have to be here for the final bit." "Yeah okay. But why did the spirits or Frigga or whatever drag you here as well?" Jack asked. Lucy shrugged, "I'm part of this." "How?" Erin said, slowly playing with her hair. "I mean you did use my body to have sex. And remember when we first summoned you? You kissed me." Jack glanced at Erin; her face was crimson. Turning back to Lucy, "Do you think the kiss had effect something." "No. I think whatever force, being, god, kept Erin in your home and then made her corporeal for real; they must think I am part of it. That's why I was taken here as well." Lucy said. Jack let out a long sigh and then said, "I'm so glad that I called you instead of that Starry guy from Dover." "His real name is Stan and he's a big piece of shit," Lucy said, rolling her eyes. She turned to Erin, asking, "I need to know more about the kiss. Why did you do it?" Erin stayed quiet. She stared at her feet but eventually looked up. "I just felt so overwhelmed when I found myself back in Jack's room." "Overwhelmed?" Lucy repeated. "Yes. Becoming a body again, there were so many emotions. Confusion, love, jealousy, lust." "But you kissed me, right?" Lucy asked, arching an eyebrow. "Nothing forced you to?" Erin buried her head in the hand, going red again. She took a deep breath and said, "No. It was me. I don't know why. I was angry at you but also, I was thankful. Possessing you ;  twice! A feeling lingered." She paused and then added, "I felt you liked it." Hearing this, Jack covered his mouth, muffling a moan. "Hell yeah, I did," Lucy said, "It was like you're reading my mind ;  you probably did. Haven't been kissed like that in ages. No offence Jack." "None taken," Jack said, just whispering. "Maybe that's why I'm here. Let me think," Lucy said again, her tone breathless and weak. She then sat back on the bed, next to Jack. They went quiet. The only sound that filled the room was the creaking of the bed as all three fidgeted. Lucy tightly gripped the sheets, forcing herself to stay still. Erin instead rested her head on Jack's shoulder, running her hand over his chest. He responded by slowly stroking her thigh. The sound of fidgeting disappeared, replaced with heavy breathing. "You should fuck already," Lucy shouted. She looked at them, her face flush and with deep desperation in her eyes. "You sure?" Jack asked. "It will please Frigga," the medium quickly said, "Like you complete the final ritual in the room where Erin died. So, you should do it now. I will just watch. And you should fuck." Jack looked back at Erin; she had this mischievous grin that told him yes. He kissed her, driving his tongue into her mouth, pulling her in. She moaned, her eyes shut, and she trembled as Jack pulled on the dress zipper. She went limped, letting him quickly undress her. Christ, she wanted him. Pulling the straps down, Jack smirked and marveled at his girlfriend's lingerie-clothed body. She wore that sexy lace bra again, and she looked amazing. Immediately, his hands were on her tits, squeezing them through the thin fabric. Erin then swatted his hands away and reached behind, unhooking her bra. He thought he heard Lucy moan, but Jack ignored it. He leaned his head down and gently kissed Erin's tits, his hands caressing her pale flesh. He ran his tongue around her sensitive nipples, teasing her with a quick flick. Erin pushed down on his head as Jack sucked on her tits, moaning and throwing her head back, waiting for more. Jack ignored her and pushed Erin back. He kissed down her body, loving how soft her skin felt on his lips. He stopped when he felt the hairs of her pussy. Pulling her panties down, Erin hadn't shaved anything yet; thin rust-colored strands surrounded her lips. He lowered his head and poked the dewy folds of her pussy with his tongue. Erin cried and covered her mouth. After that night with the s ance, Erin craved the sensation of his tongue driving her pussy wild. She then felt an arm wrapped around her from behind; Lucy. She was hugging Erin; the blonde medium's hands were dangerously closed to her tits. This felt wrong, completely against the teachings of the Church, but Erin didn't care. Over the sounds of Erin's moans, Jack moved his tongue to her clit. Just by giving the engorged bud a couple flicks, Erin cried and shuddered. He stopped and looked up, she was breathing heavily, and her lips were trembling. Also, she and Lucy were in this embrace that looked hot. Jack dropped his head back and kissed her clit as he slid two fingers deep into her wet folds. Erin's eyes bulged. She gasped for air. "More; please more;" Erin cried; she didn't want Jack's attack to stop. Lucy's eyes widened as she carefully watched every movement Jack made with his tongue. A deep heat quickly enveloped her. Her hand dropped from Erin's side and onto her own thigh. The couple was too wrapped up in themselves; they wouldn't notice her, right? Also, they were about to fuck in front of her, she would be well in her right to play with herself. But then Erin shuddered, and Lucy focused her energy on keeping the former spirit steady. "Oh Lord yes," Erin screamed. Her thighs clamped around Jack's head, and she bucked her hips. She let another intense cry and then went rigid. Erin shuddered on the bed as the coming orgasm thundered through her body. Sweet juices dripped from her pussy, and Jack hungrily ran his tongue over her folds, loving the taste. Erin soon stopped trembling and released her grip around his neck, letting Jack up. Erin wiped the drops of sweat on her forehead and then looked at Jack, "I need; you. Please." Jack smirked and slowly started to strip. She didn't want to relax, take a breath or stop sweating. As he fiddled with the buttons, he felt two hands on him. Turning to his right, Lucy stood next to him. She gave him an intense stare, and his mind flicked back to when they were on the sofa together. Erin didn't seem to notice or maybe didn't even care. She had a big smile on her face, giving Jack the thought that if he kissed Lucy, Erin wouldn't mind. Lucy nodded at him and gave him a small smile. She battered his hands away and quickly stripped Jack of his shirt. She ran her hand down his chest, accidentally or not. Jack helped her out by slipping out of his shoes while Lucy played with his buckle. She pulled his jeans down and looked at his bulge, then back up at him. Jack wondered if she was going to touch it or not. But instead, Lucy yanked down his boxer-briefs, joining Erin in moaning at the sight of his erection springing free. She mumbled something at him. Jack heard it as showtime, and Lucy pushed forward on the bed and back into Erin's arms. She pulled him down on top of her and into a long, passionate kiss, their tongues twisting together. Erin spread her legs as Jack centered the tip to her opening. Again, he felt another hand, this time around his shaft. His eyes were close and remained that way, not wanting to know if it was Erin or Lucy who was guiding his cock. It was hotter that way. They all moaned as Jack sank his cock deep into Erin's wonderful pussy. He heard his girlfriend whimper as he was entirely buried in her cunt. She then shocked Jack by raising her hips and wrapping her legs around his waist, constricting him. Something felt different. As Erin's pussy caressed and massaged his shaft, she felt tighter, wetter and a lot hotter. Erin looked up at him, her eyes half open and her lips pursed. She felt the muscles of her pussy ripple around his shaft. Jack hadn't moved, letting his thick cock pulsate in her cunt as she whimpered. Erin needed it; there was an aura around her, desperate and very energetic. She then loosened her grip around his waist and nodded her head, trembling at the first slow thrusts. "yes, yes, yes," she moaned. While they fucked, Lucy laid next to them. She needed to be naked. Pulling on the thin straps of her dress, Lucy stripped down to her underwear. She saw both Jack and Erin turn to her as she exposed her large tits. She gave them a wink and slid a hand underneath her panties, feeling her slick pussy. Having two attractive people fucking right in front of her was making her wet with lust. "Yeah;" Lucy said, rubbing her pussy lips with the palm of her hand. Jack held on to Erin, pinning her arms back and thrust his cock harder. He grunted while she whimpered at every stroke. Erin then threw herself at him, slamming her crotch on his piston-like cock. He then released her hands and went for Erin's shaking perky tits. With his fingers wrapped around her nipples, Jack stabbed his cock in long, sharp thrusts as he pinched "Yes! Yes! Oh Lord; Jesus Christ!" Erin cried. She could feel herself getting stiff and very hot. Her moans were overlapped by Lucy's. She turned her head and saw her friend staring at her, biting her lip and trying not to come. Her panties were gone, and she had two fingers stuck deep in her pussy while also playing with her clit. They were at the same stage. Their eyes stayed glued to one another's as Erin started to shudder. Jack held onto her waist, frantically driving his cock deep into her dripping pussy. Erin alternated from either gasping for air or groaning. Lucy was the same. Her eyes lowered to the blonde's lips, and Erin's mind threw back to when the s ance and how she needed to kiss her. Trembling, Erin pressed her lips against Lucy's full pink lips. The blonde medium moaned and immediately opened her mouth, slipping her tongue past Erin's parted lips. She and Lucy had their eyes closed as they got more into it, and quickly, their soft moans turned to muffled cries, both cumming immediately. "Ah!" Erin and Lucy screamed at each other, the sound dampened by their glued together mouths. Erin broke away from the medium and turned back to Jack. Her pussy spasmed over his pounding cock, while bucking her hips as she thrashed, prolonging her climax. Watching her, Lucy cupped her own tits, tugging her nipples with her free hand while ramming her fingers hard and deep in her cunt. She shuddered then jerked forward, letting a long shriek and writhed on the bed. Coming down, they laid on the mattress, drenched in sweat and panting. Erin looked at Lucy, ignoring her boyfriend and the fact he was plowing his throbbing cock in and out of her pussy. Lucy smiled back, and they kissed again. Their tongues outstretched and twisted together. Jack couldn't hold back anymore. All lesbian action is incredibly erotic, but when it involves someone who you love, it's out of this world, and he came immediately. He tried to warn her, but just a satisfied groan left his lips. Jack then shuddered at each pulse of his cock, his cum filling his gorgeous girlfriend. She wrapped her legs back around him and worked the muscles of her pussy, wanting more cum. His cock stopped twitching, and Jack went weak, struggling to stay upright and not collapse on top of her. He crashed back on his ass and arched his back, looking to the ceiling. The pounding of his heart had gone, replaced by a gentle beat. The same restless came over him. Looking at Erin, seeing his cum leak out of her cunt, he was desperate for another round. Lucy crawled in front of him, gripped his slick cock and said, "Let me clean you up." Her tongue probed his tip, lapping up the cocktail of his cum and Erin's pussy juices. Before Jack could react, Lucy opened her mouth and swallowed his head. She bobbed her head, resurrecting his cock back to life. Making eye contact with Erin, she just smiled; it was okay. Jack looked back down, running his hand through Lucy's hair. The blonde slid her lips up and down his shaft, mouth-fucking Jack with intense, otherworldly pressure. Lucy then ran her tongue up and down his shaft, licking the entire length. Jack stared at Erin, his eyes bulging as the medium drove his cock down her throat, his tip pushing further and deeper. She hummed in delight before releasing her grip, her teeth scraping against his sensitive skin as Lucy pulled her head back. Jack then watched her and Erin exchange looks, Lucy letting her mouth drop and biting her bottom lip. Her eyes widened, and Erin just responded with a nod and a small smile. Lucy gave his cock one last kiss and then crawled up the mattress. She laid on her back, her knees bent and thighs spread open, displaying her shaved crotch and delectable pussy. "You need to fuck her," Erin said, kneeling by Lucy, her face blank. Nodding his head, Jack shuffled forward and rested his hands on Lucy's knees. His cock was painfully hard, pointing directly to the blonde's dripping pussy. With complete ease, Jack slid his cock deep into her. She felt so tight. Just like Erin, Lucy's pussy felt snugger around his cock, also blazing hot and slippery with juices. Jack moved his hips, long deep thrusts while he grunted. He grabbed her legs, holding them together as he pounded Lucy's cunt. "Fuck; Jack; you cock feels so good," Lucy sighed. She moaned again and bit her lip, then rolled her head side to side. Erin was on her knees, in a trance, while she watched them. Lucy could see her friend's pussy, wet and needed to be kissed. They had kissed before; this is just a natural progression. Lucy reached up and pulled Erin's hand away from massaging her tits. "Get on top of me," she said in a whisper. Erin trembled at her touch, and Lucy needed to repeat herself before she understood what to do. She nodded her head and swung her legs over Lucy's head. She looked to the sky, ignoring Jack and lowered her crotch down. She shook and yelped, a very high pitch cry as her pussy touched Lucy's already parted lips and her extended tongue. It wasn't that wrong to have another woman feel her. Lowering her head, Erin made eye contact with her boyfriend and said, "Jack; she's licking my pussy!" She writhed and grounded her crotch on Lucy's mouth. The blonde kissed her throbbing lips, making her twitch with delight. Erin then felt Lucy grab onto her thighs and push her powerful tongue deep inside her pussy, her juices coating the medium's face. Erin moaned again; this felt different from Jack eating her out, a lot more wicked. Her hands reached, and she lewdly pinched on her erect nipples, moaning with a jolt of pain. Jack still held onto Lucy's legs, furiously pumping his cock as he watched Erin go crazy with lust. His eyes stayed glued on Erin, watching her squirm and whimper. He imagined what Lucy was doing to his girlfriend, exploring Erin's dripping pussy with her tongue, moaning at the taste of her hot, sweet juices. It overwhelmed Jack, and he slammed fuck the medium. Erin couldn't take it anymore. As Lucy thrust her tongue deep inside Erin's pussy, she felt something brush against her sensitive clit. That was it for Erin. She arched her back and then spasmed, wailing a scream of pure ecstasy. She could hear Lucy moan, maybe begging for more. Erin grinded her cunt against Lucy's rolling tongue, riding out her climax until she finally stopped, collapsing against the headboard. With Erin off her, Lucy gasped for air. Her face was wet with slick pussy cum. She made eyes with Jack, who had let go of her legs and was just staring back at her with a piercing look. He dropped down and licked his girlfriend's juices off her. Lucy felt his hands on her large tits, kneading them as he pounded her cunt. He then planted his lips on her neck, kissing up to Lucy's ear lobe. She shuddered as she felt Jack's breath ag

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This is a TCSA Rewind episode - designed to bring more attention to some of the back catalogue of episodes and provide updates in cases I've covered in the past. This episode was first released in December 2022. Listen through to the end for an update including additional information I've received since the initial episode was published. When 20-year-old Siam Lee went missing from her place of work in Kwazulu-Natal in 2018, her disappearance made headlines for all the wrong reasons. As the story developed, she and her mother would be cast as one-dimensional characters in the story being told about them. When Siam's remains were found, though, attention would shift to her alleged murderer and justice for Siam seemed to hang in the balance. (24-hr trauma helpline 082-821-3447) (Support the show on Patreon https://www.patreon.com/truecrimesa) (Support the show on PayPal https://www.paypal.me/truecrimesa) Chapters: 00:00:00 - 00:01:00 Support the Show 00:01:01 - 00:03:21 Rewind Info 00:03:22 - 01:58:00 Rewind Episode Begins Instagram · Pinterest · Facebook · YouTube · Twitter · LinkedIn

This is a TCSA Rewind episode - designed to bring more attention to some of the back catalogue of episodes and provide updates in cases I've covered in the past. This episode was first released in December 2022. Listen through to the end for an update including additional information I've received since the initial episode was published. When 20-year-old Siam Lee went missing from her place of work in Kwazulu-Natal in 2018, her disappearance made headlines for all the wrong reasons. As the story developed, she and her mother would be cast as one-dimensional characters in the story being told about them. When Siam's remains were found, though, attention would shift to her alleged murderer and justice for Siam seemed to hang in the balance. (24-hr trauma helpline 082-821-3447) (Support the show on Patreon https://www.patreon.com/truecrimesa) (Support the show on PayPal https://www.paypal.me/truecrimesa) Chapters: 00:00:00 - 00:01:00 Support the Show 00:01:01 - 00:03:21 Rewind Info 00:03:22 - 01:58:00 Rewind Episode Begins Instagram · Pinterest · Facebook · YouTube · Twitter · LinkedIn

Greg and Ed discuss the long, strange and complex history between Thailand and Cambodia in an attempt to shed some light on the tragic current conflict. Greg begins with some early history. The majority of Southeast Asia was once part of the Khmer Empire based in Angkor. Eventually Thai kingdoms in Sukhothai and Ayutthaya achieved independence, but tension between the two powers was constant. In a complex maelstrom of alliance and conflict, each power borrowed, copied and outright stole selected cultural artifacts from each other, such that untangling the exact pedigree of multiple shared cultural touchstones can be difficult. Like many empires in history, the Khmer power began to wane in the face of territorial integrity, outside threats, inside warring, and eventually,  the rise of Thai kingdoms (as well as Viet ones), all of which led to the slow decline of Angkor. In the late 1800s, the Khmers sought the protection of France, who bullied Siam into ceding territory that would eventually become modern Cambodia. Japan played a similar role in World War II. After the war in Vietnam, radical communists took over Cambodia and destroyed many institutions of modernity, but their extreme nature led them to be invaded by Vietnam, who eventually installed Hun Sen as prime minister. When Vietnam faltered in the 80s and 90s, Cambodia turned to China as a patron.  When Thaksin Shinawatra, an outsider among the Thai elite, rose to power, he formed an unlikely bond with the Hun Sen clan in Cambodia. However, the recent Shinawatra foray into legalized casinos in Thailand was too much for the friendship, and Hun Sen betrayed Thaksin's daughter, leading to the downfall of her government. Both countries used the incident and long-gestating disputes over the border to stoke nationalist fervor, and provocations eventually led to all out conflict. Greg and Ed agree that while the two countries have clear issues to settle, the ongoing violence can only make matters worse, and diplomacy, with or without the help of Donald Trump, must prevail.  Note that this episode was recorded on December 10, so there may or may not have been important developments by the time you hear this.  

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Professor Terlaky is the director of the Quantum Computing and Optimization Laboratory (QCOL). He served as the Chair of the Department of Industrial and Systems Engineering, Lehigh University, 2008 – 2017. Prior to his appointment at Lehigh U., Prof. Terlaky has taught at Eötvös U., Budapest, Hungary; Delft University of Technology, Delft, Netherlands; McMaster U., ON, Canada. At McMaster he also served as the founding Director of the School of Computational Engineering and Science. Prof. Terlaky has published four books, edited over ten books and journal special issues and published over 220 research papers. Topics include theoretical and algorithmic foundations of operations research (e.g., invention of the criss-cross method), design and analysis of large classes of interior point methods, computational optimization, worst case examples of the central path, nuclear reactor core reloading optimization, oil refinery and VLSI design optimization and robust radiation therapy treatment optimization. Further, his research interest includes high performance optimization methods, optimization modeling, optimization problems in engineering sciences, and Quantum Computing Optimization. Prof. Terlaky is Founding Editor-in-Chief of the journal, Optimization and Engineering, and Editor-in-Chief of the Journal of Optimization Theory and Applications . He has served as associate editor of ten journals and has served as conference chair, conference organizer, and distinguished invited speaker at conferences all over the world. He was general Chair of the INFORMS 2015 Annual Meeting, a former Chair of INFORMS' Optimization Society, Chair of the ICCOPT Steering Committee of the Mathematical Optimization Society, Chair of the SIAM Activity Groupon Optimization. He received: the MITACS Mentorship Award for his distinguished Ph.D. student supervisory record; the Egerváry Award of the Hungarian Operations Research Society; the Award of Merit of the Canadian Operations Research Society; The Wagner Prize of INFORMS; The Outstanding Innovation in Service Science Engineering Award of IISE. Prof. Terlaky is Fellow of the Fields Institute, Fellow of INFORMS, Fellow of SIAM, Fellow of IFORS, and Fellow of the Canadian Academy of Engineering.

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Aujourd'hui, je reçois une invitée très spéciale: Siham, que beaucoup connaissent sous le nom de « sangdarabe » sur TikTok et Instagram. C'est une jeune femme au parcours profondément humain, ancré dans la recherche de sens, dans la foi, et dans la connaissance de soi. Ce n'est pas une histoire qu'on écoute distraitement : c'est une histoire qu'on ressent.Siam, c'est quelqu'un qui a pris le temps de se comprendre, de se déconstruire et de se retrouver pleinement. Son vécu est à la fois atypique et inspirant, parce qu'il parle à toutes celles et ceux qui se sont déjà sentis perdus, en quête de repères ou simplement en quête d'apaisement. Dans cet épisode, elle nous partage sans filtre ce retour aux sources qui l'a guidée vers une paix intérieure, une meilleure santé mentale, et un lien plus profond avec l'islam.C'est une conversation vraie, riche, remplie de sagesse et de douceur. Une discussion qui rappelle qu'avant de vouloir tout comprendre du monde, il faut d'abord apprendre à se comprendre soi-même.Dans cet épisode, on parle de connaissance de soi, de retour aux sources, d'islam, de santé mentale, mais aussi de l'ascension de Siam sur les réseaux sociaux, et de ce que signifie réellement grandir spirituellement à l'ère du digital.Si cet episode a résonné en toi, prends un moment pour le partager avec quelqu'un qui pourrait en avoir besoin.Abonne-toi à Talk with San pour continuer à explorer des conversations sincères et inspirantes.

This conversation delves into the complexities of aging, cognitive decline, and the role of behaviour analysts in gerontology. Nehal Siam and Jacqueline Pachis discuss the importance of adapting care to the evolving needs of older adults, the significance of quality of life assessments, and the impact of cultural responsiveness. They also explore the challenges posed by ageism, the necessity of using appropriate assessment tools, and the barriers to utilizing assistive devices. The discussion emphasizes the need for ongoing education, networking, and advocacy within the field of behavioural gerontology. Watch on YouTube: https://youtu.be/eZ0GHUaWPpo Continuing Education Credits (https://www.cbiconsultants.com/shop) BACB: 1.5 Learning IBAO:  1.5  ABA Topics QABA: 1.5 General CBA:    1.5 Learning  Follow us! Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/behaviourspeak/ LinkedIn:  https://www.linkedin.com/in/behaviourspeak/ Contact: Jacqueline Pachis https://www.linkedin.com/in/jacqueline-pachis-54b945a5/ https://www.emich.edu/psychology/labs/cbs-lab/lab-team.php Nehal Siam https://www.linkedin.com/in/nehal-siam-22b64663/ nehal.siam@durhamcollege.ca Links:  Behavioral Gerontology Special Interest Group https://bgsig.abainternational.org/ https://www.facebook.com/behavioralgerontology/ Enrich Behavior Gerontology  Continuing Education Courses https://www.behavioralgerontology.com/ceu-courses CAMH https://www.camh.ca/ Behavioural Supports Ontario https://www.behaviouralsupportsontario.ca/ Dr. Claudia Drossel https://www.emich.edu/psychology/faculty/c-drossel.php Articles Mentioned: Rosalie A. Kane, Kristen C. Kling, Boris Bershadsky, Robert L. Kane, Katherine Giles, Howard B. Degenholtz, Jiexin Liu, Lois J. Cutler, Quality of Life Measures for Nursing Home Residents, The Journals of Gerontology: Series A, Volume 58, Issue 3, March 2003, Pages M240–M248, https://doi.org/10.1093/gerona/58.3.M240 Ogden Lindsley's 1964 chapter on Geriatric prosthetics Lindsley, O.R. (1964). Geriatric behavioral prosthetics. In: Kastenbaum, R. (eds) New Thoughts on Old Age. Springer, Berlin, Heidelberg. https://doi.org/10.1007/978-3-662-38534-0_3 Related Behaviour Speak Episodes Episode 228 The Nubian Egyptian Behaviour Analyst with Nehal Siam https://www.behaviourspeak.com/e/episode-228-the-nubian-egyptian-behaviour-analyst-with-nehal-siam-mped-bcba-rba-ont/ Episode 17 Behavioural Gerontology with Dr. Rebecca Sharp https://www.behaviourspeak.com/e/episode-17-behavioural-gerontology-with-dr-rebecca-sharp-phd-bcba-d/

Louis Diamond Phillips (né Upchurch; born February 17, 1962) is an American actor, director, and writer. His breakthrough came when he starred as Ritchie Valens in the biographical drama film La Bamba (1987). For his performance as Angel David Guzman in Stand and Deliver (1988), he was nominated for a Golden Globe Award for Best Supporting Actor – Motion Picture and won an Independent Spirit Award for Best Supporting Male.Phillips made his Broadway debut with the 1996 revival of The King and I, earning a Tony Award nomination for his portrayal of King Mongkut of Siam. Phillips' other notable films include Young Guns (1988), Young Guns II (1990), Courage Under Fire (1996), The Big Hit (1998), Brokedown Palace (1999), Che (2008), and The 33 (2015).In the A&E/Netflix television series Longmire, he played a main character named Henry Standing Bear. He played New York City Police Lieutenant Gil Arroyo on Prodigal Sonon FOX from 2019 to 2021MCU heroes that could show up in spiderman Brand new dayMCU heroes that could show up in spiderman Brand new dayCaptain America and Spider-Man Have Great ChemistryThe Black Cat May Finally Make Her Live-Action DebutShang-Chi Has an Intriguing Connection to Brand New DayMCU Fans Need an Update on Doctor Strange Sorceress cleaBrand New Day Could Introduce the MCU's Jean Grey (Sadie Sink's casting in Spider-Man: Brand New Day ) Theories run the gamut, from relatively believable postulations that she could play Peter Parker's new love interest, perhaps Gwen Stacy or Felicia Hardy, to outside-the-box ideas that she could be the time-travelling Mayday Parker, Peter and MJ's daughter from an alternate future. One theory that falls squarely in the center of this broad range is that Sink has been cast as the MCU's Jean Grey.Moon Knight Deserves to Return to the MCUAs a street-level vigilante with a penchant for fighting organized crime, Moon Knight would fit remarkably well in Spider-Man: Brand New Day.Luke Cage Could Continue the MCU's Latest Street-Level TrendAndrew Garfield's Spider-Man Is Rumored to Return in Brand New DayDaredevil Is the Only Hero Fans Need to See in Spider-Man: Brand New DayWith Jon Bernthal's Punisher already confirmed to play a major role in the film, it seems more than likely that Daredevil will also show up, uniting three of Marvel's most iconic street-level heroes for the first time on the big screen.Peace makerFortnite has pulled the Peacemaker "Peaceful Hips" emote following the latest episode of the hit DCU series, entitled "Ignorance Is Chris," which confirmed Season 2's biggest fan theory. Specifically, the alternate dimension showcased throughout Season 2 of Peacemaker is in fact the Nazi-ruled timeline of Earth-X. Subsequently, the "Peaceful Hips" emoji, which is based on a dance sequence from Season 2's opening dance number, has come under intense scrutiny, leading some to speculate that it is in fact a reference to an anti-Nazi Donald Duck short and/or the Nazi swastika.In a statement released via Twitter on Sept. 28, the official Fortnite Status account noted, "We're disabling the Peaceful Hips Emote in Fortnite as we inquire into our partner's creative intentions in this collab emote. Assuming it's not coming back, we'll issue refunds in the next few days. Sorry folks."

Un episodio che ci ha messo in difficoltà, lo "scontro" tra Siam e Viñas ha mostrato un livello di confronto che non avevamo ancora visto in Drag Race e che forse avremmo preferito evitare di vedere.Commentando i look abbiamo anche confuso due queen perché la lucidità è ormai sorpassata e noi preferiamo l'avanguardia :DPuoi seguirci anche in diretta e interagire con la chat ogni martedì e spesso il giovedì su ⁠twitch.tv/puntateena⁠Rimani aggiornatə seguendoci su ⁠instagram.com/puntateena⁠Il nostro merch è disponibile nella Boutique di Puntateena ⁠puntateena.myspreadshop.it⁠ Hosts di oggi: Mama Xandy, Pecio

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Diving into the differences between East & West, Greg and Ed discuss two famous cemeteries in Bangkok. Ed takes the Teochiew Chinese Cemetery off of Sathorn Road, and Greg talks about the Protestant Cemetery in the Baan Mai neighborhood not too far from Asiatique on Charoen Krung Road. Ed begins by explaining that Thai Buddhists in general practice cremation, and since most Thais are Buddhists, ‘cemeteries' in general are not really a Thai thing. However, multiple minorities throughout Thai history do bury their dead, so cemeteries exist for Christians, Muslims, and some Chinese communities.  Ed starts off by discussing his visit to the famous Chinese cemetery roughly in between the Saphan Taksin and St. Louis BTS stations just off of Sathron Road. The cemetery traditionally catered to the Teochiew Chinese minority of which many immigrants to Thailand have been a member of and is more than 100 years old. Further, the cemetery has been made into a legitimate public park, creating an eclectic experience. It features many of the benefits of a park, such as exercise options and open public spaces, but also multiple religious monuments and a significant set of very old tombs, in the midst of a rather dense jungle. It somehow manages to be welcoming and foreboding at the same time. See the pictures below for examples.  Taking a cue from a blog post he wrote several years ago about his visit, he notes that the Protestant Cemetery is more of a traditional Western Christian cemetery and does not function as a park. Its main appeal is its historic value, housing the remains of countless early expats to Siam in the 19th Century. As proud expats themselves (who even have a podcast on the subject!), the guys muse about what it must have been like to be one of the truly earliest Westerners in pre-modern Siam.  Both cemeteries offer fascinating glimpses into unique immigrant communities that have played a role in Thai history.  Don't forget that Patrons get the ad-free version of the show as well as swag and other perks. We also sometimes post on Facebook, you can contact us on LINE and of course, head to our website (www.bangkokpodcast.com) to find out probably more info than you need to know.

Today's Adventure: An OSS agent goes to Siam to rescue a captured pilot.Original Radio Broadcast: July 2, 1950Originating from New YorkStarring: Everett Sloane; Ralph Bell; Berry Kroeger; Raymond Edward Johnson; Eileen Heckart; Martin Balsam; Grant Richards; Jerry Jarrett; Karl WebberTo subscribe to this podcast and, go to https://greatadventures.info/Become one of our ongoing Patreon supporters at https://patreon.greatdetectives.netSupport the show on a one-time basis at http://support.greatdetectives.net.Mail a donation to: Adam Graham, PO Box 15913, Boise, Idaho 83715Take the listener survey at http://survey.greatdetectives.netGive us a call at 208-991-4783Follow us on Instagram at http://instagram.com/greatdetectivesFollow us on Twitter @radiodetectives

In this conversation, Nehal discusses her experiences with cultural heritage, language loss, and the importance of preserving Nubian identity. She reflects on her family's history in Egypt, the challenges of maintaining cultural ties in a new country, and the efforts to revitalize the Nubian language. Nehal also shares her journey as a behaviour analyst, influenced by her brother's autism. She discusses the stigma surrounding autism, the challenges faced by immigrant families, and the importance of advocacy. The conversation highlights the significance of cultural humility in education and the need for community support in preserving cultural identities.    Watch on YouTube! https://youtu.be/dj7YyXh6F5A Continuing Education Credits (https://www.cbiconsultants.com/shop) BACB: 1.5 Ethics IBAO:  1.5  Cultural QABA: 1.5 Ethics Follow us! Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/behaviourspeak/ Bluesky: https://bsky.app/profile/benreiman.bsky.social.bsky.social LinkedIn:  https://www.linkedin.com/in/behaviourspeak/ Contact: Nehal Siam https://durhamcollege.ca/faculty/nehal-siam https://www.linkedin.com/in/nehal-siam-22b64663/ Related Behaviour Speak Podcast Episodes: Episode 207 Language, Learning and Culture in the Quechua Community with Jessica Huancacuri https://www.behaviourspeak.com/e/language-learning-and-culture-in-the-quechua-community-with-jessica-huancacuri/ Episode 136  on Antiracism in Behavior Analysis with Dr. Sonia Levy https://www.behaviourspeak.com/e/episode-136-from-bias-to-balance-antiracism-in-behavior-analysis-with-sonia-levy-phd-bcba/ Episode 15 Behavior Analysis in Egypt with Radwa Eltanab https://www.behaviourspeak.com/e/episode-15-behaviour-analysis-egypt-with-radwa-eltanab-msc-bcba/

pWotD Episode 3019: Thailand Welcome to popular Wiki of the Day, spotlighting Wikipedia's most visited pages, giving you a peek into what the world is curious about today.With 333,468 views on Thursday, 7 August 2025 our article of the day is Thailand.Thailand, is a country in Southeast Asia on the Indochinese Peninsula. It is officially the Kingdom of Thailand and historically known as Siam, the official name until 1939. With a population of almost 66 million, it spans 513,115 square kilometres (198,115 sq mi). Thailand is bordered to the northwest by Myanmar, to the northeast and east by Laos, to the southeast by Cambodia, to the south by the Gulf of Thailand and Malaysia, and to the southwest by the Andaman Sea; it also shares maritime borders with Vietnam to the southeast and Indonesia and India to the southwest. Bangkok is the state capital and largest city.Thai peoples migrated from southwestern China to mainland Southeast Asia from the 6th to 11th centuries. Indianised kingdoms such as the Mon, Khmer Empire, and Malay states ruled the region, competing with Thai states such as the Kingdoms of Ngoenyang, Sukhothai, Lan Na, and Ayutthaya, which also rivalled each other. European contact began in 1511 with a Portuguese diplomatic mission to Ayutthaya, which became a regional power by the end of the 15th century. Ayutthaya reached its peak during the 18th century, until it was destroyed in the Burmese–Siamese War. King Taksin the Great quickly reunified the fragmented territory and established the short-lived Thonburi Kingdom (1767–1782), of which he was the only king. He was succeeded in 1782 by Phutthayotfa Chulalok (Rama I), the first monarch of the current Chakri dynasty. Throughout the era of Western imperialism in Asia, Siam remained the only state in the region to avoid colonisation by foreign powers, although it was often forced to make territorial, trade, and legal concessions in unequal treaties. The Siamese system of government was centralised and transformed into a modern unitary absolute monarchy during the 1868–1910 reign of Chulalongkorn (Rama V). In World War I, Siam sided with the Allies, a political decision made in order to amend the unequal treaties. Following a bloodless revolution in 1932, it became a constitutional monarchy and changed its official name to Thailand, becoming an ally of Japan in World War II. In the late 1950s, a military coup under Sarit Thanarat revived the monarchy's historically influential role in politics. During the Cold War, Thailand became a major non-NATO ally of the United States and played an anti-communist role in the region as a member of SEATO, which was disbanded in 1977.Apart from a brief period of parliamentary democracy in the mid-1970s and 1990s, Thailand has periodically alternated between democracy and military rule. Since the 2000s, the country has been in continual political conflict between supporters and opponents of twice-elected Prime Minister of Thailand Thaksin Shinawatra, which resulted in two coups (in 2006 and 2014), along with the establishment of its current constitution, a nominally democratic government after the 2019 Thai general election, and large pro-democracy protests in 2020–2021, which included unprecedented demands to reform the monarchy. Since 2019, it has been nominally a parliamentary constitutional monarchy; in practice, however, structural advantages in the constitution have ensured the military's continued influence in politics.Thailand is a middle power in global affairs and a founding member of ASEAN. It has the second-largest economy in Southeast Asia and the 23rd-largest in the world by PPP, and it ranks 29th by nominal GDP. Thailand is classified as a newly industrialised economy, with manufacturing, agriculture, and tourism as leading sectors.This recording reflects the Wikipedia text as of 02:38 UTC on Friday, 8 August 2025.For the full current version of the article, see Thailand on Wikipedia.This podcast uses content from Wikipedia under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike License.Visit our archives at wikioftheday.com and subscribe to stay updated on new episodes.Follow us on Mastodon at @wikioftheday@masto.ai.Also check out Curmudgeon's Corner, a current events podcast.Until next time, I'm standard Geraint.

We return to our Thai history series with a fascinating look at the role that several Thai cannons played in some important historical events.  First, with the help of a cool blog on Thai history from our friend Ken Lohatepanont, Greg tells the story of some silver cannons gifted by King Narai of Siam to Louis XIV of France. It turns out that during the world-changing storming of the Bastille in 1789, those very same cannons were used by the revolutionaries to bring down the notorious prison. Who would have thought that Thai military equipment would play such a key role in world history? Next, Greg tells the story of two large cannons, known as Seri Negara and Seri Pattani, used by the southern Sultanate of Pattani. When Pattani eventually challenged Siam and lost, the Thai King seized the cannons as spoils of war. Alas, one ended up at the bottom of the sea, but the other is on display in front of the Thai Ministry of Defense to this day. Last, Greg relates the use of cannons by the famous Thai developer Nai Lert to mark the boundaries of his property that borders Sukhumvit and Wireless Road. The concrete remains can still be seen today outside of Central Embassy shopping mall.  As always, the podcast will continue to be 100% funded by listeners just like you who get some special swag from us. And we'll keep our Facebook, Twitter, and LINE accounts active so you can send us comments, questions, or whatever you want to share.  

« Naam », manger en thaïlandais. Mais « naam » signifie plus encore, c'est un tout : la nourriture est partout, en tout. Elle reflète et exprime tous les piliers de la vie en Thaïlande : la royauté, la famille et la religion. Qui en douterait après avoir assisté à l'offrande aux moines le matin ? Chaque foyer sort sur le pas de sa porte et dépose une partie de son repas dans les grands bols déposés par les moines. L'ouverture, l'accueil, le pays s'est construit aussi au fil des immigrations chinoises, birmanes, khmères, et de voisins plus lointains. La cuisine thaï est une incontournable de l'humanité, elle est le reflet de ces cuisines voisines dont les travailleurs étaient nostalgiques, elle raconte l'histoire de ce royaume de Siam jamais colonisé, de son riz, des saveurs de ses fruits et de ses racines, de la papaye, du galanga, du citron kaffir, du citron vert, du sucre de palme, de l'ail, et de la pâte de curry. On a envie que la découverte s'étire et de tester chaque saveur, si lointaine et pourtant étonnamment familière, qui les unes et les autres s'accordent dans une complexité et un raffinement époustouflants et addictifs. Fascinante et addictive cuisine, parfumée, raffinée : le goût d'un peuple. « La Thaïlande est un pays qui s'étire en longueur, la cuisine du nord n'a rien à voir avec celle du sud. Au nord, c'est une cuisine de montagne assez rustique, très herbacée, avec des influences très fortes de la Birmanie. Dans la région Isan au nord-est, grenier à riz de la Thaïlande, on trouve la som tam, salade de papaye verte. Plus au sud à l'est vers le Cambodge les influences sont khmères avec des aliments fermentés, la cuisine du sud très typée avec des influences musulmanes, cela a été un comptoir avec des influences musulmanes, persanes, malaises vers le XVIIIème une culture de la noix de coco, beaucoup de fruits, et au centre une cuisine assez métissée parce que toutes les communautés du pays y vivent. Sous Rama V le roi a décidé de diffuser des recettes qui viennent de la cour, qui ont apporté beaucoup de raffinement ». Anne Coppin, cuisinière autrice globe trotteuse et cheffe propriétaire des restaurants Naam à Lille et Paris. Retrouvez l'instagram du restaurant ici et la chaîne youtube d'Anne Coppin ici.  Bolan Chef Bo et Dylan jones à Bangkok. Cuisine Thaï authentique, les chefs proposent une cuisine thaï authentique, éthique et bio. Chef Jay, Charmkrung chang cook. Des techniques et un très grand respect des recettes : « Chez Naam, je veux les recettes les plus pures et montrer le côté méconnu de cette cuisine. C'est vrai que le compliment le plus beau que l'on me fait c'est : Oh lala je n'ai pas mangé de cuisine aussi thaï depuis que je suis revenu de voyage ! J'essaie de faire une cuisine sans compromis dans laquelle je vais vraiment chercher les saveurs thaï avec la liberté de cuisiner ici, sans pression comparée à celle des cuisiniers thaï ici. Ils vont être tentés d'aller moins vers le piquant, je peux me permettre de montrer cette facette ». Pour aller plus loin Food trotter Thaïlande de Anne Coppin – éditions Umai Happy world food : 80 recettes pour faire voyager d'Anne Coppin éditions Umai ERR Urban Rustic Thaï de Bo Songsisava et Dylan Jones Thaïlande le livre de cuisine de Jean Pierre Gabriel éditions Phaïdon Street Food de Jean-François Mallet Cuisine thaïlandaise maison d'Orathay Souksisavanh - éditions Marabout La cuisine thaï illustrée – éditions Mango Programmation musicale : Sweet danger de Obongjavar

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Dave talks about the next food trend on his 25 for 25 list: small plates. He then recaps his recent trip to London and discusses two very different yet incredible meals he had, highlighting the differences between British and American dining. Dave finishes with an Ask Dave about eating in your car. Learn more about Charlie Trotter's: https://www.charlie-trotters.com/ Learn more about McSorley's Old Ale House: https://mcsorleysoldalehouse.nyc/ Learn more about Old Town Bar: https://oldtownbarnyc.com/ Learn more about The Clerk & Well: https://www.theclerkandwellpub.co.uk/ Learn more about Publican: https://www.thepublicanrestaurant.com/ Learn more about St. John: https://stjohnrestaurant.com/ Learn more about Casa Mono and Bar Jamón: https://www.casamononyc.com/ Learn more about Tía Pol: https://www.tiapol.com/ Learn more about Claud: https://www.claudnyc.com/ Learn more about Penny: https://www.penny-nyc.com/ Learn more about Bar Veloce: https://winebarveloce.com/ Learn more about Yoko-cho: https://www.yokochony.com/ Learn more about Tortilla: https://www.tortilla.co.uk/ Learn more about El Bulli: http://www.elbulli.com/ Learn more about Wylie Dufresne's Stretch Pizza: https://www.stretchpizzanyc.com/ Hear Bourdain talk about St. John: https://www.tastingtable.com/1898788/anthony-bourdain-last-meal-bone-marrow/ Watch our episode with Enrique Olvera: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HAbfNUYUfXI Learn more about Pujol: https://pujol.com.mx/ Learn more about Ikoyi London: https://ikoyilondon.com/ Learn more about Gymkhana: https://gymkhanalondon.com/ Learn more about Trishna: https://www.trishnalondon.com/ Learn more about Galatoire's: https://www.galatoires.com/ Learn more about Semma: https://www.semma.nyc/ Learn more about Cafe Boulud: https://cafeboulud.com/nyc/ Learn more about Lotus of Siam: https://www.lotusofsiamlv.com/ Learn more about JKS Restaurant Group: https://jksrestaurants.com/ Learn more about Major Food Group: https://www.majorfood.com/ Learn more about Tzuco: https://www.tzuco.com/ Learn more about Tatiana: https://www.tatiananyc.com/ Learn more about Kabawa: https://www.momofuku.com/restaurants/kabawa/menu/food Send in your Ask Dave questions to https://forms.gle/wdPsZBXXx48Zq4vu8 or askdave@majordomomedia.com. Subscribe to the show on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@thedavechangshow. Subscribe to Recipe Club on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@recipeclubofficial. Submit your favorite food moments in your favorite movies to majorfoodporn.com. Join our community Discord on majordomo.com. Host: Dave Chang Majordomo Media Producer: David Meyer Spotify Producer: Felipe Guilhermino Editor: Cameron Dinwiddie Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Siam Hossain is the Founder, CEO of Algorizin - helping immigrant founders make their first million dollars in revenue. Previously he founded HigherStudyAbroad and XenosWealth helping immigrants thrive across education and wealth-building.

Are long nails useful? Out with the old in with the new, car repairs and emissions, home office for two, date night can be every night, spread love.   The royals, Lucy, mad max, project power, the last day of American crimes, the waterfront, one of them days, where is the circle ? Siam. Olympic, fire tv or Apple TV ? Zero day.   Do we like pure leaf  tea? Thrive market, dinner prep, healthy desert, easy breakfast, lemon pasta, pizza bowls beyond meat, low sugar high protein.   Happy Thursday stars

Al, Gemini and Rich feast on the food and hospitality provided by Todd Clore, the chef/owner of Henderson mainstay Todd's Uniquie Dining. Todd shares why he left The Strip to open one of the suburbs' first fine dining destinations more than 20 years ago. Also: STK's Stephen Hopcraft unveils new menu items, Lotus of Siam's Penny Chutima talks about her mother's James Beard Award from years ago, and we dive into nearly a dozen places we've visted in the past week.   

Dans ce nouvel épisode de "Beau Voyage", j'ai la chance de recevoir Nicolas et Véronique, deux passionnés qui ont fait de la Thaïlande leur terre d'adoption depuis plus de 20 ans!Oubliez les sentiers battus! Ce couple d'aventuriers vous dévoile une Thaïlande secrète et préservée. Imaginez-vous au cœur de Khao Sok, une forêt primaire vieille de 160 millions d'années, où des bungalows flottent sur l'eau dans une brume matinale envoûtante. Attendez-vous à croiser des gibbons, des éléphants sauvages et même des écureuils volants dans ce paradis naturel!Et pour les voyages en famille? Nicolas et Véronique ont toutes les astuces! Avec leurs enfants nés en Thaïlande, ils ont exploré le pays en long, en large et en travers. Que vos enfants soient petits ou adolescents, ces experts partagent leurs conseils pour des vacances inoubliables et sans stress.Fondateurs de l'agence “Odasie", ils nous partagent leur vision unique du voyage sur mesure: une immersion culturelle authentique loin du tourisme de masse. Découvrez Pat Talung et ses paysages de marais où se baignent les buffles, vivez l'expérience du Songkran, cette incroyable fête de l'eau, ou explorez les anciennes capitales du royaume de Siam aux temples majestueux.Amateurs de plongée? Gourmands curieux? Passionnés d'histoire? Chaque minute de cet épisode regorge de conseils précieux et d'anecdotes savoureuses pour explorer ce pays où, comme ils le disent avec passion, "tout est simple, avec des sourires partout".Si vous êtes tentés de faire vos valises et de filer direction la Thaïlande, n'hésitez pas à contacter Nicolas et Véronique ! https://www.odasie.fr/fr/Bonne écoute ! Retrouvez-nous sur @beauvoyage !**************************************Production : Sakti ProductionsMusique : Chase The Mississipi, Michael ShynesVous êtes une marque et vous souhaitez collaborer avec Beau Voyage ? Ecrivez-nous : mariegarreau@saktiproductions.com Hébergé par Acast. Visitez acast.com/privacy pour plus d'informations.

La Thaïlande, anciennement appelée royaume de Siam, est l'un des rares pays d'Asie à n'avoir jamais été colonisé par une puissance européenne. Cette exception historique s'explique par un ensemble de facteurs diplomatiques, géopolitiques et internes qui ont permis au pays de préserver son indépendance durant tout le XIXe siècle.Une position géographique stratégiqueLa Thaïlande se situait entre deux grandes puissances coloniales rivales : les Britanniques à l'ouest (en Birmanie et en Malaisie) et les Français à l'est (au Laos, au Cambodge et au Vietnam). Plutôt que de s'emparer du Siam, ces puissances ont préféré en faire un État tampon pour éviter un affrontement direct. Cette situation géopolitique a offert au royaume une marge de manœuvre précieuse.Une diplomatie habile et moderneLe rôle des rois du Siam a été déterminant. En particulier, le roi Mongkut (Rama IV) et son fils Chulalongkorn (Rama V), qui ont régné de 1851 à 1910, ont mené une politique de modernisation et de diplomatie très habile. Ils ont envoyé des ambassadeurs en Europe, étudié les institutions occidentales, et signé des traités commerciaux avec les puissances coloniales pour entretenir des relations pacifiques.Chulalongkorn, notamment, a réformé l'administration, l'armée, l'éducation et la justice pour montrer que son royaume était « civilisé » et capable de s'administrer lui-même — un argument essentiel à l'époque pour échapper à la domination coloniale, qui se justifiait souvent par la « mission civilisatrice ».Des concessions territoriales stratégiquesPour préserver leur cœur territorial, les rois de Siam ont parfois dû céder des provinces périphériques. En 1893, le royaume abandonne le Laos à la France, et plus tard certaines régions du Cambodge et de la Malaisie. Ces pertes ont été douloureuses, mais elles ont permis de préserver l'indépendance du pays central. La stratégie était claire : perdre un peu pour ne pas tout perdre.L'intelligence culturelle et symboliqueLes souverains thaïlandais ont aussi su jouer sur la valorisation de leur monarchie, en adoptant certains codes occidentaux tout en affirmant leur spécificité. Ils se sont faits photographier en costumes européens, ont appris l'anglais et le français, tout en gardant une forte identité culturelle thaïe.En résuméLa Thaïlande n'a jamais été colonisée grâce à un jeu d'équilibre subtil entre modernisation interne, concessions diplomatiques et rivalités entre puissances étrangères. Les rois du Siam ont su anticiper les menaces, moderniser leur État, et utiliser les tensions entre Britanniques et Français pour préserver l'indépendance nationale, une exception remarquable dans l'histoire de l'Asie du Sud-Est. Hébergé par Acast. Visitez acast.com/privacy pour plus d'informations.

C'est une guérilla dont on parle peu. Dans la longue pointe sud de la Thaïlande, à la frontière de la Malaisie, loin des caméras, les provinces thaïlandaises de Yala, Pattani et Narathiwat sont en proie à un conflit entre l'État central de Bangkok et un groupe armé séparatiste musulman. Bilan : plus de 7 700 morts depuis 2004. Le massacre, cette année-là, de manifestants musulmans d'origine malaise, toujours impuni, a laissé des traces. Elle continue de hanter toute la région. En témoigne la résurgence des violences meurtrières depuis le début de cette année. De notre correspondant à Bangkok,Des dizaines d'hommes, torse nu, mains ligotées, sont jetés un à un par des militaires dans une benne d'un camion. Entassés les uns sur les autres, ils reçoivent des volées de coups à mesure que l'arrière du véhicule se remplit. Puis le silence. Le moteur démarre. Durant le trajet qui semble interminable, on entend gémir, suffoquer. Avant que les cris s'estompent peu à peu. À nouveau, le silence. En cette soirée tiède, un court métrage diffusé en plein air aux abords du Patani Artspace, un centre culturel à Pattani, dans l'extrême sud de la Thaïlande, retrace la tragédie survenue il y a 20 ans, jour pour jour, à Tak Bai. Le 25 octobre 2004, devant le commissariat de cette ville paisible, une manifestation virait au drame. Et devenait le symbole le plus brutal des violations des droits de l'homme perpétrées dans le « Sud profond » de la Thaïlande, où vivent une majorité de musulmans d'ethnie malaise (minorité musulmane au sein d'une nation thaïlandaise de 71 millions d'habitants à plus de 90% bouddhiste). Ce jour-là, pour disperser la foule, l'armée intervient : 7 manifestants musulmans malais tombent sous les balles. Et 1 300 autres sont interpellés. Ligotés. Puis jetés à l'arrière de fourgons militaires, empilés comme des bûches. Pendant le trajet qui les mène à une base militaire, 78 d'entre eux meurent asphyxiés. Deux décennies plus tard, devant le film, les visages sont fermés. Certains trahissent quelques larmes qui coulent pendant le générique, où des archives défilent sur fond d'une chanson évoquant le massacre de Tak Bai. « La douleur est encore vive aujourd'hui », confie Maliki Doloh, debout grâce à deux béquilles et vêtu du Baju Melayu, costume traditionnel. L'homme, qui avait 27 ans à l'époque, a cru voir la mort. Ce survivant repense encore à ses semblables, écrasés par le poids des corps, et dont la respiration s'est tue, lentement. « C'était le Ramadan », se souvient-il, indiquant avoir rompu le jeûne en léchant la sueur qui dégoulinait sur son visage, avant de s'évanouir. À son réveil, les médecins lui ont dit qu'il fallait l'amputer. Le massacre de Tak Bai a soufflé sur les braises d'une insurrection séparatiste née des années plus tôt et plongé la région dans un conflit entre l'État central et le BRN (Barisan Revolusi Nasional), le principal groupe armé actif.  Véhicules piégés, fusillades, assassinats ciblés : depuis le tournant de 2004, ce conflit peu médiatisé a fait plus de 7 700 morts et près de 15 000 blessés, principalement des civils, recense l'ONG Deep South Watch. La mort d'une fillette tuée par balle et celle d'un jeune moine, il y a peu, rappelle que les habitants des trois provinces de Yala, Pattani et Narathiwat, tout au sud du royaume, vivent dans la violence permanente. À Yala, une femme au foulard pastel dont la silhouette présage l'arrivée prochaine d'un second bébé décrit ses angoisses de jeune mère. « J'en ai marre ! Parfois, je perds espoir, témoigne Azura Cheaauma, 35 ans. J'ai peur que quelque chose arrive à mes enfants. J'aimerais qu'ils grandissent dans un environnement sûr, où ils pourront jouer, étudier, sans avoir à entendre résonner le bruit des armes ». Les trois provinces à la pointe sud de la Thaïlande sont ainsi soumises à une loi martiale et à l'état d'urgence, prolongé maintes fois depuis 2004, lorsque 75 000 soldats, policiers et paramilitaires ont investi la région pour endiguer les violences. Les forces de sécurité sont tombées au nombre de 50 000, indique BenarNews, mais leur omniprésence continue d'être une source de tension. Les points de contrôle militaires quadrillent les villes, bordent les routes. Ici, un véhicule blindé, là une tour de guet. Sur la ligne de train qui relie Yala à Sungai Kolok, dernier arrêt avant la Malaisie, des soldats, mitraillettes sous le bras, sont stationnés à chaque village doté d'une gare. Souvent, ils montent à bord pour fouiller, interroger. Ici, « les violations des droits de l'homme sont nombreuses », affirme la militante Anchana Heemina. Visage connu de tous, elle a fondé en 2010 Duay Jay, une ONG locale qui, depuis sa création, a recensé 168 cas de torture et 444 exécutions extrajudiciaires. L'an passé, l'un de ses bénévoles a été abattu dans d'étranges circonstances : « Voilà les risques auxquels sont confrontés les défenseurs des droits humains dans le sud ». Loin des caméras, ce conflit insurrectionnel s'enracine dans le passé. Régie des siècles durant par des Rajahs musulmans, la région fut jadis le prestigieux sultanat de Patani. Avant d'être attachée de force en 1902 au royaume de Siam, ancien nom de la Thaïlande. Mais « la véritable rupture entre l'État central et les Malais du Sud intervint toutefois plus tard, sous la férule des gouvernements ultranationalistes de Phibun Songkhram [premier ministre et dictateur militaire de la Thaïlande de 1938 à 1944, puis de 1948 à 1957, ndlr] », écrivait le spécialiste du royaume et ancien correspondant de RFI Arnaud Dubus dans l'ouvrage Thaïlande : histoire, société, culture (2011). « Avides d'imposer à l'ensemble du pays une même identité thaïe, ajoutait-il, les agents du gouvernement central interdirent aux Malais — dont la plupart ne parlaient pas thaï — d'employer leur langue dans leurs démarches administratives, les forcèrent à quitter le sarong pour la nouvelle ‘tenue nationale' et obligèrent les enfants musulmans à se prosterner devant des statues de Bouddha ». Pour Don Pathan, expert sécuritaire à The Asia Foundation, il s'agit d'un conflit « ethno-nationaliste », qui « découle de l'échec de la politique d'assimilation visant à transformer les Malais en quelque chose qu'ils ne sont pas ». Lancé en 2013 et supervisé par la Malaisie voisine, le processus de paix entre le gouvernement thaïlandais et le BRN patine. Coups d'État, destitutions, dissolutions de partis et successions de gouvernements : l'instabilité politique de la Thaïlande, liée à la prédominance de l'armée, n'aide pas. Parmi les militants du Sud, nombreux sont conscients que le combat pour la paix ne se mène pas seul : « On doit participer, plus largement, à la démocratisation de la Thaïlande ! Le pays a besoin de changements structurels », soutient Arfan Wattana, qui reçoit dans le café qu'il tient à Sungai Kolok. Avec The Patani, l'organisation pacifique qui milite pour l'auto-détermination de la région dont il fait partie, ce père de famille souhaite retenir la jeunesse tentée de rallier le groupe armé séparatiste : « L'un des défis majeurs sur lequel on travaille, ce sont les jeunes qui soutiennent l'indépendance via des modes d'action violents. On leur dit que ce chemin n'est possible qu'à travers la non-violence. »« C'est notre responsabilité de dialoguer avec les groupes armés, les gens en colère contre les injustices qu'ils subissent et de leur dire que la violence ne nous fera pas gagner », abonde Artef Sokho, président de The Patani. ONG et pacificateurs s'efforcent de discuter avec toutes les parties prenantes du conflit. « Mais c'est loin d'être facile », concède ce militant, que le spécialiste Don Pathan qualifie de « Mandela du Sud de la Thaïlande ». En cette année 2025, la résurgence d'attentats, embuscades et tueries n'augure en effet rien de bon. Les perspectives de paix semblent encore s'éloigner. 

Siam had been dealing with Christian missionaries for centuries, but from the 1830s a new wave of Protestant missionaries began to work in Siam, just as the European imperial powers were encroaching on Southeast Asia. They brought with them modern science and technology, which was of interest to the Siamese elite, but at the same time they challenged Siam's official Theravada Buddhist religious tradition. Coincidentally, a reform movement in Siamese Buddhism got underway in the 1830s, led by Prince, later King, Mongkut (r.1851-68), then still a monk. The missionaries were largely unsuccessful in converting Thais to Christianity, but to what extent did the new Protestant Christianity influence the Buddhist reform movement?  This is the question that Sven Trakulhun seeks to answer in his new book, Confronting Christianity: The Protestant Mission and the Buddhist Reform Movement in Nineteenth-Century Thailand (U Hawaii Press, 2024). Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/new-books-network

Siam had been dealing with Christian missionaries for centuries, but from the 1830s a new wave of Protestant missionaries began to work in Siam, just as the European imperial powers were encroaching on Southeast Asia. They brought with them modern science and technology, which was of interest to the Siamese elite, but at the same time they challenged Siam's official Theravada Buddhist religious tradition. Coincidentally, a reform movement in Siamese Buddhism got underway in the 1830s, led by Prince, later King, Mongkut (r.1851-68), then still a monk. The missionaries were largely unsuccessful in converting Thais to Christianity, but to what extent did the new Protestant Christianity influence the Buddhist reform movement?  This is the question that Sven Trakulhun seeks to answer in his new book, Confronting Christianity: The Protestant Mission and the Buddhist Reform Movement in Nineteenth-Century Thailand (U Hawaii Press, 2024). Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/history

Siam had been dealing with Christian missionaries for centuries, but from the 1830s a new wave of Protestant missionaries began to work in Siam, just as the European imperial powers were encroaching on Southeast Asia. They brought with them modern science and technology, which was of interest to the Siamese elite, but at the same time they challenged Siam's official Theravada Buddhist religious tradition. Coincidentally, a reform movement in Siamese Buddhism got underway in the 1830s, led by Prince, later King, Mongkut (r.1851-68), then still a monk. The missionaries were largely unsuccessful in converting Thais to Christianity, but to what extent did the new Protestant Christianity influence the Buddhist reform movement?  This is the question that Sven Trakulhun seeks to answer in his new book, Confronting Christianity: The Protestant Mission and the Buddhist Reform Movement in Nineteenth-Century Thailand (U Hawaii Press, 2024). Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/southeast-asian-studies

Siam had been dealing with Christian missionaries for centuries, but from the 1830s a new wave of Protestant missionaries began to work in Siam, just as the European imperial powers were encroaching on Southeast Asia. They brought with them modern science and technology, which was of interest to the Siamese elite, but at the same time they challenged Siam's official Theravada Buddhist religious tradition. Coincidentally, a reform movement in Siamese Buddhism got underway in the 1830s, led by Prince, later King, Mongkut (r.1851-68), then still a monk. The missionaries were largely unsuccessful in converting Thais to Christianity, but to what extent did the new Protestant Christianity influence the Buddhist reform movement?  This is the question that Sven Trakulhun seeks to answer in his new book, Confronting Christianity: The Protestant Mission and the Buddhist Reform Movement in Nineteenth-Century Thailand (U Hawaii Press, 2024). Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/buddhist-studies

Siam had been dealing with Christian missionaries for centuries, but from the 1830s a new wave of Protestant missionaries began to work in Siam, just as the European imperial powers were encroaching on Southeast Asia. They brought with them modern science and technology, which was of interest to the Siamese elite, but at the same time they challenged Siam's official Theravada Buddhist religious tradition. Coincidentally, a reform movement in Siamese Buddhism got underway in the 1830s, led by Prince, later King, Mongkut (r.1851-68), then still a monk. The missionaries were largely unsuccessful in converting Thais to Christianity, but to what extent did the new Protestant Christianity influence the Buddhist reform movement?  This is the question that Sven Trakulhun seeks to answer in his new book, Confronting Christianity: The Protestant Mission and the Buddhist Reform Movement in Nineteenth-Century Thailand (U Hawaii Press, 2024). Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/religion

Siam had been dealing with Christian missionaries for centuries, but from the 1830s a new wave of Protestant missionaries began to work in Siam, just as the European imperial powers were encroaching on Southeast Asia. They brought with them modern science and technology, which was of interest to the Siamese elite, but at the same time they challenged Siam's official Theravada Buddhist religious tradition. Coincidentally, a reform movement in Siamese Buddhism got underway in the 1830s, led by Prince, later King, Mongkut (r.1851-68), then still a monk. The missionaries were largely unsuccessful in converting Thais to Christianity, but to what extent did the new Protestant Christianity influence the Buddhist reform movement?  This is the question that Sven Trakulhun seeks to answer in his new book, Confronting Christianity: The Protestant Mission and the Buddhist Reform Movement in Nineteenth-Century Thailand (U Hawaii Press, 2024). Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Collīsiō Liverpoliī Liverpoliī in Britanniā Paulus Doyle, vir quīnquāginta et trēs annōs nātus, raedam suam in turbam hominum dīrexit, quī pompam in honōrem gregis pedilūsōrum celebrābant. Incertum est, an Doyle illicitīs medicāmentīs ēbrius fuerit. Ad octōginta hominēs vulnerātī sunt, quōrum septem in valētūdināriō manent. Percussiō Hamburgī Hamburgī in Germāniā duodēvigintī hominēs vulnerātī sunt ā fēminā ūndēquadrāgintā annōs nāta et cultrō armāta. Custōdēs pūblicī referunt eam sibi vidērī potius mente captam quam factiōsam vel causā quādam politicā mōtam. Carolus in Canadā Carolus ēius nōminis tertius, rex nōn sōlum Britannōrum sed etiam Canadēnsium, Canadam diē Martis visitāvit, quam rempūblicam dīxit fortem esse ac līberam. Dīxit porrō mundum perīculōsiōrem et minus certum sibi vidērī quam ullō aliō tempore post secundum bellum omnium gentium. Prīmus autem est rēx quī post septuagintā annōs inaugurātiōnī senātūs Canadēnsium praesēns praefuerit. Uganda et Germānia Exercitus Ugandae negāvit sē futūrum auxilium mīlitibus Germānīs aut dātūrum aut ab illīs acceptūrum, propter Matthaeum Schauer lēgātum Germānōrum, quem accūsant reī pūblicae subvertendae. Germānī autem negant sē quidquam vel agere vel ēgisse ad rem pūblicam Ūgandēnsium subvertendam; negant porro suōs mīlitēs esse cum Ūgandēnsibus in ullā rē commūnī coniūnctōs. Trāmen Araguae in Argentīnā cohibitum Patrīcia Bullrich, Argentīnōrum ministra secūritātī pūblicae praefecta, diē Iōvis nūntiāvit duodecim hominēs, quī putantur in grege coniūrātōrum “Trāmine Araguae” dictō sociātōs esse, comprehēnsōs esse suspiciōne latrōciniī. Dīxit porrō eōs impetūs fēcisse in macella et tabernās fabrōrum, tam sclopīs quam armīs displōsīvīs, quibus nōnnullōs interfēcissent. Magistrātūs tam Argentīnī quam Americānī existimant Trāmen Araguae cōnārī terrōrem cīvibus incutere; magistrātūs autem Venetiōlānī, unde latrōnēs oriuntur, asseverant coniūrātiōnem annō bis millēsimō vīcēsimō tertiō esse excīsam. Laesae Māiestātis Magistrātūs Siamēnsēs causam laesae māiestātis, cūius crīmine reus erat Paulus Chambers, professor scientiae politicae et cīvis Americānus, dīmīsērunt, postquam Chambers profectus est. Siamīā enim lēgēs omnium gentium strenuissimās habet, quibus dignitātem regis ēiusque familiae tuentur. Chambers ipse dīxit sē rēgiam familiam semper magnā cum reverentiā coluisse. Verba autem, propter quae Chambers reus factus est, neque ab illō scripta sunt, neque in Siamīā sed Singapūrae, neque ad rēgem ipsum attinēbant sed ad factiōnēs tam mīlitum quam custōdum pūblicōrum, quae inter sē rixārentur. Macrōn nōn ab īrātā uxōre caesus Palātium Ēlysium negāvit Emmanuēl Macrōn, praesidem Gallōrum, ab uxōre esse caesum. Nam, statim postquam iānua aperta erat āeroplānī, in quō stābat Macrōn, in cōnspectū diurnāriōrum subitō uxōris manus apparuit quae faciem praesidis pepulit vel trūsit; quō factō Macrōn, cum diurnāriōs per apertam iānuam animadvertisset, surrīsit et suam manum iactāvit ut diurnāriōs salūtāret. Deinde, dum Macron et uxor scālīs dē āeroplānō descendunt, uxor recūsāvit nē bracchium ēius tenēret. Palātium autem, quod prīmum negāvit quidquam factum esse, nunc, cum imāginēs divulgātae sint, negat praesidem caesum esse ab īrātā uxōre, sed coniugēs amantēs inter sē amanter lūsisse.

The Port (present-day Hà Tiên), situated in the Mekong River Delta and Gulf of Siam littoral, was founded and governed by the Chinese creole Mo clan during the eighteenth century and prospered as a free-trade emporium in maritime East Asia. Mo Jiu and his son, Mo Tianci, maintained an independent polity through ambiguous and simultaneous allegiances to the Cochinchinese regime of southern Vietnam, Cambodia, Siam, and the Dutch East India Company. A shared value system was forged among their multiethnic and multi-confessional residents via elite Chinese culture, facilitating closer business ties to Qing China. The story of this remarkable settlement sheds light on a transitional period in East Asian history, when the dominance of the Chinese state, merchants, and immigrants gave way to firmer state boundaries in mainland Southeast Asia and Western dominance on the seas. Xing Hang is Associate Professor at the Hong Kong Polytechnic University. The Port: Hà Tiên and the Mo Clan in Early Modern Asia Ghassan Moazzin is Assistant Professor at the University of Hong Kong. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/new-books-network

The Port (present-day Hà Tiên), situated in the Mekong River Delta and Gulf of Siam littoral, was founded and governed by the Chinese creole Mo clan during the eighteenth century and prospered as a free-trade emporium in maritime East Asia. Mo Jiu and his son, Mo Tianci, maintained an independent polity through ambiguous and simultaneous allegiances to the Cochinchinese regime of southern Vietnam, Cambodia, Siam, and the Dutch East India Company. A shared value system was forged among their multiethnic and multi-confessional residents via elite Chinese culture, facilitating closer business ties to Qing China. The story of this remarkable settlement sheds light on a transitional period in East Asian history, when the dominance of the Chinese state, merchants, and immigrants gave way to firmer state boundaries in mainland Southeast Asia and Western dominance on the seas. Xing Hang is Associate Professor at the Hong Kong Polytechnic University. The Port: Hà Tiên and the Mo Clan in Early Modern Asia Ghassan Moazzin is Assistant Professor at the University of Hong Kong. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/history

The Port (present-day Hà Tiên), situated in the Mekong River Delta and Gulf of Siam littoral, was founded and governed by the Chinese creole Mo clan during the eighteenth century and prospered as a free-trade emporium in maritime East Asia. Mo Jiu and his son, Mo Tianci, maintained an independent polity through ambiguous and simultaneous allegiances to the Cochinchinese regime of southern Vietnam, Cambodia, Siam, and the Dutch East India Company. A shared value system was forged among their multiethnic and multi-confessional residents via elite Chinese culture, facilitating closer business ties to Qing China. The story of this remarkable settlement sheds light on a transitional period in East Asian history, when the dominance of the Chinese state, merchants, and immigrants gave way to firmer state boundaries in mainland Southeast Asia and Western dominance on the seas. Xing Hang is Associate Professor at the Hong Kong Polytechnic University. The Port: Hà Tiên and the Mo Clan in Early Modern Asia Ghassan Moazzin is Assistant Professor at the University of Hong Kong. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/east-asian-studies

The Port (present-day Hà Tiên), situated in the Mekong River Delta and Gulf of Siam littoral, was founded and governed by the Chinese creole Mo clan during the eighteenth century and prospered as a free-trade emporium in maritime East Asia. Mo Jiu and his son, Mo Tianci, maintained an independent polity through ambiguous and simultaneous allegiances to the Cochinchinese regime of southern Vietnam, Cambodia, Siam, and the Dutch East India Company. A shared value system was forged among their multiethnic and multi-confessional residents via elite Chinese culture, facilitating closer business ties to Qing China. The story of this remarkable settlement sheds light on a transitional period in East Asian history, when the dominance of the Chinese state, merchants, and immigrants gave way to firmer state boundaries in mainland Southeast Asia and Western dominance on the seas. Xing Hang is Associate Professor at the Hong Kong Polytechnic University. The Port: Hà Tiên and the Mo Clan in Early Modern Asia Ghassan Moazzin is Assistant Professor at the University of Hong Kong. Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/southeast-asian-studies

The Port (present-day Hà Tiên), situated in the Mekong River Delta and Gulf of Siam littoral, was founded and governed by the Chinese creole Mo clan during the eighteenth century and prospered as a free-trade emporium in maritime East Asia. Mo Jiu and his son, Mo Tianci, maintained an independent polity through ambiguous and simultaneous allegiances to the Cochinchinese regime of southern Vietnam, Cambodia, Siam, and the Dutch East India Company. A shared value system was forged among their multiethnic and multi-confessional residents via elite Chinese culture, facilitating closer business ties to Qing China. The story of this remarkable settlement sheds light on a transitional period in East Asian history, when the dominance of the Chinese state, merchants, and immigrants gave way to firmer state boundaries in mainland Southeast Asia and Western dominance on the seas. Xing Hang is Associate Professor at the Hong Kong Polytechnic University. The Port: Hà Tiên and the Mo Clan in Early Modern Asia Ghassan Moazzin is Assistant Professor at the University of Hong Kong. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/chinese-studies

The Port (present-day Hà Tiên), situated in the Mekong River Delta and Gulf of Siam littoral, was founded and governed by the Chinese creole Mo clan during the eighteenth century and prospered as a free-trade emporium in maritime East Asia. Mo Jiu and his son, Mo Tianci, maintained an independent polity through ambiguous and simultaneous allegiances to the Cochinchinese regime of southern Vietnam, Cambodia, Siam, and the Dutch East India Company. A shared value system was forged among their multiethnic and multi-confessional residents via elite Chinese culture, facilitating closer business ties to Qing China. The story of this remarkable settlement sheds light on a transitional period in East Asian history, when the dominance of the Chinese state, merchants, and immigrants gave way to firmer state boundaries in mainland Southeast Asia and Western dominance on the seas. Xing Hang is Associate Professor at the Hong Kong Polytechnic University. The Port: Hà Tiên and the Mo Clan in Early Modern Asia Ghassan Moazzin is Assistant Professor at the University of Hong Kong. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

The Port (present-day Hà Tiên), situated in the Mekong River Delta and Gulf of Siam littoral, was founded and governed by the Chinese creole Mo clan during the eighteenth century and prospered as a free-trade emporium in maritime East Asia. Mo Jiu and his son, Mo Tianci, maintained an independent polity through ambiguous and simultaneous allegiances to the Cochinchinese regime of southern Vietnam, Cambodia, Siam, and the Dutch East India Company. A shared value system was forged among their multiethnic and multi-confessional residents via elite Chinese culture, facilitating closer business ties to Qing China. The story of this remarkable settlement sheds light on a transitional period in East Asian history, when the dominance of the Chinese state, merchants, and immigrants gave way to firmer state boundaries in mainland Southeast Asia and Western dominance on the seas. Xing Hang is Associate Professor at the Hong Kong Polytechnic University. The Port: Hà Tiên and the Mo Clan in Early Modern Asia Ghassan Moazzin is Assistant Professor at the University of Hong Kong.

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¿Qué pasaría si una simple picadura de mosquito pudiera cambiar tu vida? En este episodio de Signos VitalES: Tu PodCast de Salud, exploramos la fiebre amarilla, también conocida como Mal de Siam, una enfermedad viral transmitida por mosquitos que ha marcado la historia de la salud pública. Hablaremos sobre sus síntomas, prevención y el impacto que puede tener en comunidades vulnerables. Acompáñanos en esta conversación informativa y descubre cómo protegerte. 

Impetus in Casmīriā Postquam vigintī et sex virī erant diē Martis in Indicā Casmīriā occīsī, Indī coepērunt Pakistānōs culpāre, cum duōs eōrum, quōs Indī suspicantur strāgem fēcisse, putārent esse Pakistānōs. Inde fit, ut Indī prohibeant, nē quis trāns fīnēs ē Pakistāniā in Indiam trānsgrediātur, atque foedus, quō aquam cum Pakistānīs partiuntur, suspenderint. Nam Casmīriam prōvinciam, quae inter Indōs et Pakistānōs iacet, utraque gēns sibi arrogāre adeō cupit, ut bellum annīs praeteritīs bis gestum sit; nunc vērō eaedem gentēs arma atomica possident. Pakistānī porrō dīcunt Indōs, sī aquam foedere pactam et prōmissam sibi dēnegāverint, casum bellī praebitūrōs. Batāvī Persārum lēgātum arcessunt Magistrātūs Batāvī Persāsum lēgātum arcessīvērunt. Nam speculātōrēs Batāvicī, AIVD sīve Generāle Explōrātiōnis et Secūritātis Officium dictī, duōs Persās comprehendērunt Harlēmī, quī ibi Siamācum Tahmasbī, cīvem Persicum, percūtere cōnātī essent. Quōrum sicāriōrum ūnus etiam putātur Matrītī abhinc duōs annōs cōnātus esse Alexium Vidal-Quadras occīdere, conditōrem Vōcis factiōnis Hispanicae, ut quī saepe in Persās invectus esset. Neque hoc inaudītum: nam annō bis millēsimō ūndēvīcēsimō Batāvī duōs lēgātōs Persicōs expulērunt postquam sicāriī nonnullōs regiminī Persārum oppositōs interfēcerant. Sīnēnsēs ad astra volant Shenzhou, sīve “vehiculum caeleste,” ēius nōminis vīcēsimum, in caelum missum est ā Sīnīs et cum stātiōne caelestī, quam Sīnēnsēs comparāverant et Tiangong appellant, est connexum. Dux Russicus interfectus Iaroslav Moskalik, inter dūcēs exercitūs Russcī numerātus, occīsus est Moscuae. Nam praeter autoraedam ambulābāt, quae subitō disrupta est ā sīcāriō adhūc ignōtō. Pigmenta et Saccharum Robertus Kennedy minor, Americānus minister salūtī tuendae praepositus, nuntiāvit societātēs, quae cibōs parant, cōnsēnsisse pigmenta ē petroleō facta abolēre et colōribus nātūrālibus ūtī. Kennedy enim cibōs culpāre solet artificiālēs, quibus morbī, ut obēsitās et diabētēs et aegrotātiō cordis, alantur. Porrō dīxit Kennedy saccharum esse venēnum, atque Americānīs necesse esse scīre saccharum esse venēnum. Quattuor autem cīvitātēs, vidēlicet Arcānsia et Illinoesia et Iōva et Nebrasca, epistolās mīsērunt magistrātibus totīus reī pūblicae Americānae, quibus postulārent nē līcēret pauperibus cibōs saccharī plēnōs, ut dulciola pōtūsque spūmāntēs, pūblicō impēnsō consequī. Nonnullī oppositī, ut societātēs quī mercem saccharī plēnam faciunt venduntque, contrādīcunt, metuentēs nē prohibitiō pauperēs stigmate sīve nōtā īnfāmiae afflīgat. Nīcolāus Schwab exauctōrātus Nīcolāus Schwab, conditor Tōtīus Orbis Forī Oeconomicī et quinquāgintā quattuor annōs eīdem Forō praefectus, diē Lūnae mūnere sē abdīcāvit. Forum illud opportūnitātem praebet dītissimīs prīvātīs cīvibus ac principibus magistrātibusque, ut Tavaī in Alpibus Helveticīs ūnā colloquantur, quam ob causam in suspiciōnem vēnit inter populārēs, quī metuunt nē in Forō cōnsilia capiantur ad pauperēs opprimendōs. Forum ipsum refert sē pervestigāre, an Schwab uxorque pecūniā Forī abūsī sint; quod Schwab ipse nēgat, dīcēns sē diffāmārī. Φραγκίσκος ἐτελεύτησεν ἡμέρᾳ Σελήνης ὁ Φραγκίσκος, ὁ μέγας τῆς τῶν Ῥωμαίων ἐκκλησίας ἱεροφάντης, ἐτελεύτησεν τὸν βίον. ἔζησε ὁ Φραγκίσκος ἔτη ὀγδοήκοντα καὶ ὀκτώ.

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We recount the fascinating story of George DuPont, the only Thai person who fought in the American Civil War. The first record of George in the U.S. is in 1859, but almost nothing is known of how or why he ended up in the United States. We know that in 1862 he volunteered for a New Jersey regiment to fight for the North in the American Civil War. Shockingly, he fought in and survived the battles of Antietam, Chancellorville, and Gettysburg, three of the bloodiest battles of the war. He was eventually naturalized as a U.S. citizen in 1869. He subsequently returned to Thailand, or Siam as it was known, and worked a variety of jobs, from writer for an English language newspaper to a drillmaster to a timber dealer. He died at age 56, and you can still see his grave in the Bangkok Protestant Cemetery on Charoen Krung 72/5.  George DuPont represents a fascinating glimpse into the lives of early Thai immigrants to America. Greg and Ed surmise that there must have been immigrants before him, equally or more interesting! One way or another, we'll find them and tell their stories on the Bangkok Podcast. :) Don't forget that Patrons get the ad-free version of the show as well as swag and other perks. And we'll keep our Facebook, Twitter, and LINE accounts active so you can send us comments, questions, or whatever you want to share.

Chief Petty Officer Otto Carl Schwarz Jr. served in the Navy in World War II. He was born in the Netherlands, but moved to the US with his family during childhood. He enlisted in the US Navy in January 1941 with the permission of his parents. Schwarz served stints on several ships before making his way to the USS Houston, a heavy cruiser, in June 1941.  During the Battle of Sunda Strait in February 1942, the Houston was sunk by enemy torpedoes and gunfire. Those who escaped the Houston came under machine gun fire from the Japanese as they floated in the water. In total, 700 men were lost.  Like most of the 368 men who survived, Schwarz was captured by the Japanese and sent to a work camp. He was transported via a “Hell ship”.  Hell ships earned their moniker from the allied prisoners of war who were unlucky enough to board one. They were requisitioned merchant ships that were extremely overcrowded with POWs. Described as “floating dungeons”, inmates had “no access to the air, space, light, bathroom facilities, and adequate food or water.” You can learn more about them here.  Schwarz was first sent to Bicycle Camp, a POW camp in modern day Indonesia. There he experienced the best treatment during his time as a prisoner, but it didn't last long. He was transferred to Changi Prison in Singapore, and then to a prison camp in Moulmein, Burma. There he was forced to work on the Burma Railway, also known as the Death Railway. According to Britannica “More than 11 percent of civilian internees and 27 percent of Allied POWs died or were killed while in Japanese custody; by contrast, the death rate for Allied POWs in German camps was around 4 percent.” Over 60,000 allies were forced to build it, and over 10,000 died during its construction. Conditions for these POWs were unfathomable. They were underfed and overworked, they suffered from numerous diseases and illnesses, they were given little to no medical attention, they faced harsh weather conditions, they had to deal with insect infestations, and they were often subjected to beatings by their captors. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Greg and Ed engage in a bit of fantasy as Ed imagines what he would do if he were the Prime Minister (or maybe more accurately, dictator) of Thailand. Ed begins with the caveat that he can only see the world through his own eyes, so his dream policies probably will not align with the average Thai person or maybe even most foreigners.  Ed presents a total of ten changes he would make to the country if he could, and Greg gives wise counsel for each proposal. In no particular order, Ed suggests building a modern prison system to buttress the rule of law, making significant investments in the riverfront, completing the Kra Canal Project, and eliminating dual pricing nationwide. He also emphasizes the need to modernize the laws that govern expats in Thailand, which seem to have been written in the Dark Ages. To top it off, Ed strongly prefers the old-school elephant flag to the current three-striped flag, and he'd rather the country be formally known as Siam due to the racist origins of the name ‘Thailand.' Greg is impressed with the depth of Ed's plans and vows to come up with his own suggestions. Some day. :) Don't forget that Patrons get the ad-free version of the show as well as swag and other perks. We also sometimes post on Facebook, you can contact us on LINE and of course, head to our website (www.bangkokpodcast.com) to find out probably more info than you need to know.