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Tänases episoodis räägime turvalisusest konteinerite maailmas. Külas on Sten Leinasaar, Eesti Rahvusringhäälingu DevOps insener, kes jagab praktilisi soovitusi Docker konteinerite turvamiseks. Sten viib läbi ka 9. mai Digit konverentsil töötoa konteinerite turbest.Teeme ka ametlikult teatavaks Algorütmi uue saatejuhi.-----Jaga meile enda jaoks olulisimat mõtet episoodist meie Discord kanalis: https://discord.gg/8X5JTkDxccEpisoodi veavad Priit Liivak ja Martin KappAlgorütmi toetavad Patchstack https://patchstack.comNortal https://nortal.com/Veriff https://www.veriff.com/

Wege durch die Wüsten (Jes 40,3), durch das Wasser (Jes 43,2) (Furcht 21)„Der Herr aller Zeit“„FÜRCHTET EUCH NICHT“ – Monatsthema April 2025Neulich fiel mir wieder auf, wie oft die Worte „Fürchte dich nicht“ im Wort Gottes vorkommen. Wie ein Standardgruß aus dem Mund des Herrn und seiner Gesandten und Engel. Ihr kennt das Gefühl sicher genauso gut wie ich. Die Schweißperlen auf der Stirn, das Herzrasen, den Kloß im Hals, das schwere Gefühl im Magen, die Kopfschmerzen oder andere körperliche Beschwerden, die mit Angst und Furcht zu tun haben. Das Kopfkino läuft, das Worst-Case-Szenario malt man sich innerlich aus, Leib und Seele wehren sich gegen eine gefühlte oder wirkliche Bedrohung. Angst vor der Klausur, vor der Krankheit, vor der Ablehnung, vor der Einsamkeit, vor der Nachricht, die man nicht hören will. Es ist kein Zufall, dass einer der meist gesprochenen Grüße in der Bibel die Worte „Fürchte dich nicht“ sind. So häufig, dass es für jeden Tag reicht. Wir wollen in dieser Serie manche bekannten Bibelcharaktere anschauen, die es aus verschiedenen Gründen heftig mit Angstzuständen zu tun hatten – ich bin gespannt, was wir von ihnen lernen werden! Übrigens, Podcasthörerinnen können gerne eine digitale Playliste aller bisherigen Podcastserien von mir anfordern, dort stehen alle Themen und Nummern drauf, die man auf der Website „Start in den Tag“ aufrufen und nachhören kann. Zum Beispiel ergänzend zum Thema von diesem Monat: „Mit Ängsten leben“ #521-542 Jetzt abonnieren und keine Neuigkeit verpassen: Newsletter

Nivå: A2-B1 I Sverige har vi något som kallas allemansrätten. Det betyder att vi har rätt att vara i naturen, plocka svamp och bär, bada, till och med sätta upp tält - även på privat mark. Det finns många viktiga regler att följa, som gör att denna fantastiska rättighet fungerar. Här går jag igenom allt! Vill du leva 9 dagar 100% på svenska, börja tänka på svenska, och samtidigt få en fantastisk upplevelse och vänner för livet? Ansök till sommarens Language Lock-in Boot Camp nu! Klicka här och ansök, och se om du har vad som krävs!   Transkript   Hallå hallå! Välkommen till Simple Swedish Podcast! Ja, idag ska vi prata om nånting som heter allemansrätten. Så, allemansrätten, det är, man kan säga att det är som en lag i Sverige som.. som gör att vi kan vara i naturen, njuta av naturen, vara på olika platser, till och med tälta och sådana saker. Men det finns många regler också, så det är inte bara en rättighet, också en skyldighet, eller många skyldigheter. Så det ska vi prata om idag, men först ska jag tacka några nya patrons. Så det är Sept, Anna, Hanno, Kai, Tock, Alessandro, Roy, Sten, Yulia och Mari! Så tack till er för att ni stödjer podden. För alla som vill stödja podden så går man till www.patreon.com/swedishlinguist. Ja, det var det vi skulle börja att säga. Så, ja, allemansrätten. Alltså, ja. Rätten som alla har att vara i naturen, att njuta av naturen helt enkelt. Man kan gå i naturen, cykla i naturen, paddla, alltså paddla kanot eller kajak, plocka bär, plocka svamp, till och med sätta upp tält. Okej, så. Och det här kan man göra också på mark som någon person äger, så också på privat mark eller liksom.. Ja, det finns lite olika regler som vi kommer till. Och det här systemet, det bygger på att man visar hänsyn till naturen, till djur, till markägare och så vidare, och att man inte stör och inte förstör, okej? Så att visa hänsyn, det betyder ungefär att man visar respekt, att man visar hänsyn, okej, så först och främst, vad får man göra? Alltså vad är okej att göra. ...för hela traskriptet, klicka här

De senaste veckorna har vi i podden ägnat oss en del åt Cervantes–Lönsboda-skalan. I ett av prenumerantavsnitten utsågs Immanuel Kant till världshistoriens största Lönsboda-legend.Det kändes inte mer än rimligt att kröna utmärkelsen med ett puttrigt avsnitt om Kant. Han är en av världshistoriens största och viktigaste namn. Men märkligt nog är det nästan mer intressant att läsa och prata om hans inrutade och småborgerliga liv i Ostpreussens pärla Königsberg.Dagens avsnitt handlar om vad kunskap egentligen är, men också om den stora fröjden i att röra sin egen senap till torsken. Och sedan skvallra.—Läslista:Fredriksson, Gunnar, 20 filosofer, Norstedt, Stockholm, 1994Högnäs, Sten (2019). Idéernas historia: en översikt. Lund: Historiska mediaRussell, Bertrand, Västerlandets filosofi och dess samband med den politiska och sociala utvecklingen, 7. utg., Natur och kultur, Stockholm, 1994Magee, Bryan, Bonniers stora bok om filosofi: [från antikens naturfilosofer till dagens moderna tänkare], Bonnier, Stockholm, 1999Encyklopedia Britannica Lyssna på våra avsnitt fritt från reklam: https://plus.acast.com/s/historiepodden. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

USA har indledt direkte forhandlinger med præstestyret for at få bremset Irans atomprogram. Det muslimske broderskab svækkes overalt, og endemålet om normalisering mellem de arabiske stater og Israel ser efter magtskiftet i USA ikke længere lige så svært ud. Imens sidder EU og de europæiske ledere med en monokel og kan ikke se ud over deres egen næsetip. Lyt til Naser Khaders analyse af situationen i Mellemøsten med kilder og vikler, der aldrig når de danske medier.

Merriam-Webster's Word of the Day for April 24, 2025 is: ostensible • ah-STEN-suh-bul • adjective Ostensible is used to describe something that seems or is said to be true or real, but is possibly not true or real. In other words, it is plausible rather than demonstrably true or real. // The ostensible purpose of a filibuster is to extend debate, but in reality it is used to delay or prevent action. See the entry > Examples: “No drums, no bass, no conventional song structures: Hosianna Mantra was a 40-minute contemplation of the cosmos and cosmic love, couched in words and sounds that explicitly linked it to humanity's grandest and most consistent way of considering meaning, religion. The ostensible polytheism conveyed by the name and the concept were only ways to realize how little we actually know, and how much we wager through mere survival.” — Grayson Haver Currin, Pitchfork, 19 Jan. 2025 Did you know? British philosopher and economist Jeremy Bentham once wrote to Indian religious leader Ram Mohan Roy asking him to “send me two letters—one confidential, another ostensible.” By ostensible he meant that, unlike the confidential letter, the latter was intended to be shown to people other than Bentham himself. This sense of ostensible shows clearly the influence of the word's Latin ancestor, the verb ostendere, meaning “to hold out for inspection,” “to show,” “to make clear by one's actions,” and “to demonstrate.” Ostensible is still used today as it is in Bentham's letter, but it is much more likely to suggest a discrepancy between a declared or implied aim or reason (i.e., the aim or reason that someone displays or “shows” to others) and the true one. For example, someone might give “seeing an old friend” as their ostensible reason for planning a trip when in reality they are planning on spending most of their time relaxing on the beach.

Karen Kristine Blågestad og Vidar Udjus har besøk av Jørgen Kristiansen fra KrF i denne utgaven av Udjus&Blågis

Avsnitt 192 av Travrondens podcast med Rickard Hansson och Johan Lindberg.

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Wie oft passiert es in unserem Leben, dass wir andere schlecht machen und uns gleichzeitig damit brüsten, dass wir es selbst viel besser machen. Das passiert im Beruf, aber auch in unseren Familien und Ehen. Tobias und Andreas reden offen und ehrlich wie sie selbst damit Erfahrungen gemacht haben und stellen sich der Frage, was das eigentlich auch mit uns selbst und unserem eigenen Selbstwert zu tun hat. Gleichzeitig versuchen sie Wege zu finden, wie man es denn besser machen kann. Außerdem geben Sie Einblicke in die zukünftige Produktion des Videopodcast. Viel Freude beim Hören.Mehr über das Erlebt Event:https://erlebt-event.de/https://www.instagram.com/erlebt_event/https://erlebt-event.de/membership/

Christopher Jensen fra Halm 80 er med i studiet. Han er 2. generation i butikken, som hans far startede i 1979. Privat er han gift med Sussie og har tre børn. Sussie sidder med alt administrations- og kontorarbejde i butikken, og Christopher kan godt lide kontakten ud af huset med kunder og samarbejdspartnere. Forretningen med halm svinger fra år til år, men hvis vi spoler tiden langt tilbage, så havde det nærmest ingen værdi.. De presser cirka 80.000 baller i løbet af høsten, de kører halm med 5 lastbiler hver dag og de er med på beatet! Jonas Krog, der er maskinfører hos Lunde Maskinstation, og Peter Zilmer, som de fleste måske kender som "Bøvle Kaj", sidder klar bag rattet. Det skal handle om alt det der sker på en maskinstation - selvom deres syn på hverdagens små udfordringer ikke altid er helt ens. Fra diskussionen om traktorens farve - til hvordan man får parforholdet til at hænge sammen, når man bruger MANGE timer i maskinen!
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Fængslingen af Istanbuls borgmester, Ekrem Imamoglug, udløste de største protester mod Erdogans styre i mere end et årti. Alligevel kunne Tyrkiets stærke mand næppe have valgt et bedre tidspunkt at skaffe sig af med sin største politiske modstander på.For i en tid, hvor Trump har sat spørgsmålstegn ved USA's opbakning til NATO, skal europæerne ikke nyde noget af at kritisere manden, der råder over Traktatorganisationens næststørste forsvar.Artiklen er skrevet af Berlingskes korrespondent i Mellemøsten, Gunnar Willum.Oplæser: Emma Özen DeinbekProducer: Frederik Riis-JacobsenRedaktør: Ida Hasgaard RøntorpFind alle højtlæste artikler fra Berlingske herSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

In this episode, Sten shares how he closed 75 land deals in just two years—and how that success helped him buy back his time. He breaks down one of his deals step-by-step, explains how networking with investors shaped his approach, and reveals whether his buyers actually pay cash market value. Sten also opens up about his worst deal, lessons learned, and why he sees major potential in mobile home parks.If you're ready to scale your land business and work smarter, not harder, join the The Landsharks Program for more.---------Show notes:(0:46) Beginning of today's episode(3:42) Breaking down a deal and how he's done it(9:12) Networking to people who has done notes(12:37) Does his buyers pay cash market value?(13:40) Worst deal he has done (16:54) Mobile home parks and its value----------Resources:The Flipping BlueprintEasynotettracking.comPropstreamTo speak with Brent or one of our other expert coaches call (281) 835-4201 or schedule your free discovery call here to learn about our mentorship programs and become part of the TribeGo to Wholesalingincgroup.com to become part of one of the fastest growing Facebook communities in the Wholesaling space. Get all of your burning Wholesaling questions answered, gain access to JV partnerships, and connect with other "success minded" Rhinos in the community.It's 100% free to join. The opportunities in this community are endless, what are you waiting for?

Die angedrohten Zölle auf Medikamente versetzen die Schweizer Pharmakonzerne in Aufregung. Jetzt wollen sie schnell reagieren. Denn es steht viel auf dem Spiel. Gast: Dominik Feldges, Wirtschaftsredaktor Host: Nadine Landert Weitere Informationen: https://www.nzz.ch/wirtschaft/us-zoelle-bedrohen-das-geschaeftsmodell-der-schweizer-pharmabranche-ld.1879490 Informiere dich kurz, kompakt und fokussiert über das Weltgeschehen mit unserem täglichen Newsletter, dem «NZZ Briefing». Jetzt kostenlos registrieren und abonnieren unter go.nzz.ch/briefing ----- Werbung: www.truewealth.ch https://www.truewealth.ch?utm_source=nzz_akzent&utm_medium=podcast&utm_campaign=vermoegensverwaltung

Der Chef der Weltgesundheitsorganisation, Tedros Ghebreyesus, spricht von einem historischen Abkommen. Nach dreijährigen Verhandlungen haben sich die Mitgliedstaaten auf einen Pandemie-Vertrag geeinigt. Weitere Themen: Argentinien hat 20 Milliarden US-Dollar erhalten. Das Geld stammt vom Internationalen Währungsfonds IWF und wurde als Kredit an das südamerikanische Land vergeben. Damit steigt die Verschuldung Argentinies beim IWF auf 64 Milliarden US-Dollar. Ist das ein Erfolg für den argentinischen Präsidenten Javier Milei? Nach wochenlangem Schweigen hat sich der ehemalige US-Präsident Joe Biden zur Lage in den USA geäussert und dabei seinen Nachfolger Donald Trump direkt kritisiert.

Palmesøndag begynder vores rejse ind i påsken. Vi skal igennem jubel og begejstring. Fællesskab og forræderi. Lidelse og død. For at nå frem til påskedags fuldstændig overrumplende erfaring af livet, der sejrer over døden. Prædiken i Rødding og Løvel kirker 13. april 2025.

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Die Post darf seit Anfang des Jahres länger unterwegs sein. Aber in Halle bleiben Briefkästen oft leer. Die DHL begründet das mit einem hohem Krankenstand und Urlaub von Beschäftigten.

5 Dinge, die Saunameister*innen an ihren Gästen lieben Ein entspannter Saunatag lebt nicht nur von wohligen Aufgüssen und duftendem Dampf – sondern auch von einem respektvollen Miteinander. In unserer aktuellen Podcast-Folge sprechen wir darüber, was Saunameister:innen an ihren Gästen besonders schätzen – und wie du mit ein paar einfachen Verhaltensweisen nicht nur ihren Tag, sondern auch deinen eigenen Saunaaufenthalt noch schöner machen kannst. Hier kommen unsere Tipps: 1. Genügend Handtücher mitbringen Es klingt banal, ist aber Gold wert: Bring genug Handtücher mit! Eines zum Draufsetzen in der Sauna, eines zum Abtrocknen, vielleicht ein zusätzliches für die Liege oder zwischendurch oder weitere Aufgüsse, in die du nicht mit nassgeschwitzem Handtuch gehen willst. Wer vorbereitet ist, sorgt für Hygiene und Komfort – und verhindert, dass in der Sauna durchgeschwitzte Textilien herumliegen - und müffeln. 2. Stimmung & Atmosphäre respektieren Sauna ist ein Ort der Ruhe und Achtsamkeit. Wer sich auf die Atmosphäre einlässt, leise spricht, anderen Raum gibt und einfach präsent ist, trägt aktiv zu einem angenehmen Miteinander bei – das lieben Saunameister:innen besonders! 3. Kein Picknick in der Therme Ja, wir verstehen's: Nach dem Saunagang kommt der Hunger.

Det blev nyhetsbånge av det kraftigare slaget på TV4 när man nåddes av att en 100-årig tant är snudd på kär i en av deras manliga profiler. Hur tog kanalen sig an den oväntade förälskelsen, vilken detalj är direkt chockerande och på vilket bisarrt sätt lyckas grabbarna få det hela att spåra ur totalt? Niclas har dessutom golvats av hur vansinnigt bra extrakrydda ett visst namn nyligen gav till en halvdan rubrik. Vi tar därför ett stort grepp kring hur relativt alldagliga nyheter enkelt kan bli sprängstoff enbart på grund av vad en huvudperson heter. Hur hade exemplevis hemlöse Bo, mytomanen Saga eller svintunge Sten fått en att må? Hjärndött och irrelevant – haka på!Vi finns numera även på Podme! Det betyder att du hittar alla våra avsnitt, helt reklamfritt, i Podme-appen. Signa upp dig på podme.com – de första 14 dagarna är gratis. Ladda sedan ner appen i Appstore eller Google Play.

Krimiland ser på den forfærdelige franske Pelicot-sag, hvor en 72-årig familiefar gennem ni år systematisk bedøvede og inviterede fremmede mænd hjem for at deltage i horrible seksuelle overgreb på hans sovende hustru Gisèle. Værter: Kristoffer Lind og Signe Frederikke PedersenSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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Die Koalitionsgespräche zwischen Union und SPD nähern sich der Zielgeraden – bis Ostern soll eine Regierung unter Bundeskanzler Friedrich Merz stehen. Die innenpolitischen Herausforderungen sind groß, doch auch außenpolitisch ist die Lage brisant. US-Präsident Donald Trump stürzt mit seinen Rekord-Zöllen die Märkte weltweit ins Chaos und wendet sich von Europa ab. Während zunehmend Zweifel an der transatlantischen Partnerschaft angebracht scheinen, baut Russland an der NATO-Ostflanke Druck auf. Wie kann Deutschland in dieser neuen Weltordnung handlungsfähig bleiben? Soll die Wehrpflicht zurückkehren? Ist eine gemeinsame europäische Verteidigungsstrategie der Schlüssel?

Danmark er med, når Europa forsøger at lukke porten til kontinentet. Fra en dansk patruljebåd i Middelhavet til et topsikret center i Albanien følger Berlingske, hvordan migration i dag opfattes som en så stor sikkerhedstrussel, at færrest muligt skal nå frem til Europas kyst. Artiklen er skrevet af Julie Schneider Oplæser: Caroline Toft Baunkjær Producer: Frederik Riis-Jacobsen Redaktør: Ida Hasgaard Røntorp Find alle højtlæste artikler fra Berlingske herSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Trotz des anhaltenden Krieges Israels gegen die Palästinenser im Gazastreifen und im Westjordanland, trotz anhaltender Bombardierung in Syrien, trotz Bomben auf Jemen und trotz des fortlaufenden Bruchs der Waffenruhe im Libanon liefert Deutschland weiterhin Rüstungsgüter nach Israel. Zwischen dem 1. Januar und dem 16. März 2025 genehmigte die noch amtierende Rest-„Ampel“-Regierung von Sozialdemokraten und GrünenWeiterlesen

„Japan ist unser unverzichtbarer Partner bei der Abschreckung einer militärischen Aggression durch das kommunistische China“, sagte US-Verteidigungsminister Hegseth.

Sie ist das unbreakable Mind. Die unbesiegbare Frau. Eine, die das Thema Motivation und Mindset im Extrem-Bereich auf ein ganz anderes Level bringt. Denn sie läuft durch 10 Wüsten in 10 Ländern über unfassbare 10.000 Kilometer. Jeden Tag ein Ultra-Marathon. Die Wüstenläuferin Tanja Braun. Sie ist eine der krassesten Menschen, die ich je getroffen habe. Und wer die TOMorrow Gäste-Liste kennt, weiß, was das zu bedeuten hat. Sie ist Extremst-Sportlerin. Founderin des Global Desert Race. Und Keynote-Speakerin. Gerade ist sie aus Marokko zurück. Dort ist sie 700 Kilometer durch die Sahara gerannt. Jeden Tag ein Ultramarathon in der größten und gefährlichsten Wüste der Welt. Temperatur-Unterschiede hoch wie die Dünen. Tagsüber glühende 50 Grad, nachts Gefrierpunkt. Duschen? Unmöglich. Nicht mal umziehen konnte sie sich. Die erste Etappe ihres Abenteuers! Sie ist geschafft. Neun weitere Wüsten-Runs folgen. Running with Purpose. Tanjas Ziel: Sie möchte auf Klima-Katastrophen aufmerksam machen. Sie rennt für eine lebenswerte Zukunft an Plätzen, an denen es kaum Leben gibt. Wer sie dabei unterstützen möchte: Super gern! Kontakt über Maurits van Slingerland von eyesprint communication www.eye-sprint.com oder texte an maurits@eye-sprint.com. Es ist eines der spektakulärsten Projekte unserer Zeit. Ich habe Tanja jetzt zu Hause in Heidelberg besucht. Der Wettlauf an die Grenze des Machbaren – jetzt hier in TOMorrow. Coverfoto: Ravir Film Gbr

Dabei geht es um die Aufrüstung und Ausstattung der ukrainischen Armee. Beim Entsenden europäischer Truppen aber zögern manche.

Kaum hat der Bundestag den Weg für mehr Rüstungsausgaben freigemacht, zieht nun auch die Europäische Union nach. Ursula von der Leyen und Kaja Kallas haben einige Ideen auf Lager: In Brüssel möchte man nicht nur Schulden aufnehmen, um kräftig aufzurüsten, sondern man denkt auch daran, die Sparguthaben der Bürger in entsprechende Unternehmen zu investieren. Zwar soll kein Zwang ausgeübt werden, aber man kann davon ausgehen, dass man sich mit Rhetorik bewaffnen wird, um die Sparer dazu zu bringen, das Geld in einem fest verzinsten Fonds anzulegen, der einen Teil des Geldes in die Rüstung ableitet. Das Vorbild dabei könnte das Livret A aus Frankreich werden, das einst kreiert wurde, um die Schulden der napoleonischen Kriege nachträglich zu bezahlen. Aber auch gewisse Parallelen zu den Kriegsanleihen im Ersten Weltkrieg sind nicht zu leugnen. Der militärisch-industrielle Komplex soll jedenfalls eine wichtige Säule für die Volkswirtschaften Europas werden, was auch bedeutet: Für den Erfolg ist unabdingbar, dass mehr Waffen in die Welt exportiert werden. Mehr dazu von Ole Nymoen und Wolfgang M. Schmitt in der neuen Folge von „Wohlstand für Alle“! Literatur: Das Handelsblatt über das Livret A: https://www.handelsblatt.com/politik/international/verteidigung-frankreich-will-ruestungsindustrie-mit-sparbuechern-finanzieren/29514748.html. Die FAZ über die französischen Bestrebungen: https://www.faz.net/aktuell/wirtschaft/in-ruestung-investieren-frankreich-plant-anlageprodukt-fuer-buerger-110369346.html. Whitepaper der EU: https://defence-industry-space.ec.europa.eu/document/download/30b50d2c-49aa-4250-9ca6-27a0347cf009_en?filename=White%20Paper.pdf. Eric Bonse in der taz: https://taz.de/EU-will-Aufruesten/!6076894/. Veranstaltungen: Am 28. März ist Ole auf der Leipziger Buchmesse: https://www.leipziger-buchmesse.de/pco/de/buchmesse/6780df3a9082ec806d086bce Wir sind am 2. April mit Jean-Philippe Kindler in München: https://www.eventim.de/event/jean-philippe-kindler-kindler-stoesst-an-werk7-theater-19053029/?affiliate=WSY Am 3. Mai sind wir in Zürich: https://www.millers.ch/spielplan/detail/jean-philippe-kindler-2186 Am 5. Mai sind wir in Stuttgart: https://theaterhaus.reservix.de/p/reservix/event/2318654 Unsere Zusatzinhalte könnt ihr bei Apple Podcasts, Steady und Patreon hören. Vielen Dank! Apple Podcasts: https://podcasts.apple.com/de/podcast/wohlstand-f%C3%BCr-alle/id1476402723 Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/oleundwolfgang Steady: https://steadyhq.com/de/oleundwolfgang/about

Unterzeile: „Geld gewinnt Kriege“, so schreibt der Ökonom Moritz Schularick in einer Studie für das Kiel Institut für Weltwirtschaft. Schularick hat die deutsche Politik in eine grenzenlose Militarisierung getrieben und dabei sogar die NS-Rüstung als Vorbild angeführt. Seine „Lehre“ wird gern übernommen, auch von einem grünen Ministerpräsidenten wie Winfried Kretschmann. Von Rupert Koppold. Dieser BeitragWeiterlesen

Er LOs innflytelse et hinder for en profesjonell og balansert tilnærming til konflikten mellom Israel og palestinerne? Bør høyresiden legge til side frykten for å tenke nytt og være mindre engstelig for å utfordre såkalt konsensus i Midtøsten-politikken?Gjest: Professor ved MF og prosjektleder i Civita, Torkel Brekke.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Wrapping up loose ends and moving forward.Book 3 in 18 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.Love is like a crossbow quiver. You only have so many bolts to shoot before it runs outThere was a long pause. Pamela took another long breath then an impish grin came to her lips."With your luck you'll get those, then end up in the Artic," she scoffed."Not the Antarctic? I've got a soft spot in my dreams for penguins.""Nope. You get to be chased by polar bears," she nudged me. I nudged her back playfully. She gave me a Charlie horse."Ow!" I yipped. The two SD chicks from the front of the plane looked back our way. I didn't care about their misconceptions. My muscles needed some self-massages."I was pretty scared," I whispered to Pamela."Good for you. You were also pretty lucky and I'm sure pretty pissed with your 'Albanian' attackers," she replied quietly. "I missed you too."I liked the way she read my mind about that. I would have liked it some more if I hadn't glanced to my other side, then fallen straight to sleep.{1 pm, Monday, August 25th ~ 14 Days to go}On Tuesday night, Aya got one of her wishes fulfilled ~ sorta. I slept in Caitlyn Ruger's bed and I wasn't alone. The Sandman had dropped a Scottish sand trap sized load of sand on me and there was more than enough spillover to flatten little Aya too. Because I lived among Amazons, Caitlyn woke me up at 5:45 in the A M and only so much lollygagging was allowed.Aya got to sleep for fifteen whole minutes more than I did. She hugged me and kissed my cheek (which amused her three Fatal Squirt compatriots to no end) while I stuffed away my breakfast. Desiree showed up to take me to work minutes later. While Aya showed off her battle scar to the pre-caste Amazons and her Aunt D. (they had not been awake when we showed up the previous evening), I was chided for being late for weapons practice.Yes. Life and death battle successes meant nothing to the Amazons. If you had a spare moment you had better be training, or working out your mind and/or body. We had no 'weekends', though we did get an quarter day off in celebration for the religious festivals based on the sacred days of the various matron Goddesses. A full day off didn't happen.7:00 AM saw me with the intern group, just as if nothing had happened to change our relationship over the past two months. Oh, we were different. They teased me about my sunburn and wanted to see my latest scars. I couldn't work with Buffy anymore, since I was her spiritual leader. Due to my 'high risk' status, Desiree was the only other Amazon Katrina trusted me with, so I got to get beaten at her hands for the last three days of the week.To be fair, I teased Desiree incessantly. I made her smile when she thought I was doubled over in pain on multiple occasions. Beyond that seven-to-five schedule, I exercised after work until six and then managed to bike home in a manner that avoided the paparazzi.I was easy to track outside of the building by the members of the press (who thought I was still somehow newsworthy) and despite my persistent desire to not talk to any of them. Felix had 'vanished', so I was the only man left. What had happened to him? Katrina allowed me to take a glance. He was at an Epona Wyoming freehold training for the Great Hunt and reveling in his 'lone man in a household of twenty-two single women' status.Unlike the three other members of our 'first class', Felix got to choose his re-location location and communicated with me daily because he wanted us to create a battle plan for the upcoming Hunt. It was official; it was going to be a two man vs. thirty Amazons affair and there was no rule that we couldn't work together though only two Amazons could win by capturing us and holding onto us until sunset on Sunday, September 14th.No one except Krasimira, the Keeper of Records, knew what terrain we would be hunted on so we could expect anything from swamps to mountain ranges. The Amazons were in the same boat. Already the House heads had volunteered one member for the Hunt. The ancestors would be consulted for the half who would actually participate. Krasimira had also added her own twists.House Ishara couldn't compete because technically, I was already their participant. With 52 houses halved, that equaled 26. The final four? Runners. If a runner won, the Keeper would consult the ancestors to see which house they would automatically be inducted into. Eight runners were nominated by the department heads and four of those would be chosen by the Augurs as well.In a normal organization it would have been thought that Krasimira was abusing her station since there was no High Priestess to oppose her decisions. Not in the Amazons. No. She consulted the Augurs and the Augurs worked the will of the Ancestors and that was that. No Augur would lie about the sacred communications imparted to them. That was inconceivable sacrilege.What that did mean was that at sunset on Thursday, September 11th, Felix and I would be inserted with a knife, map and clothing into the hunting zone. When the sun rose on Friday morning, the thirty Amazons would be put into the zone. No Amazon could attack another unless they, or their targets, 'possessed' a man. They could team up but only two could win. It was promising to be a great 'get to know your buddies at work' moment for all of us,What was Felix getting out of this besides his freedom? (His freedom was no longer in danger. House Epona would protect him.) No, for Felix, if he survived free until the sun set on Sunday, he would become a Runner. If he lost, he would have to spend another year as an intern. This convinced me that Felix was totally dedicated to avoiding capture. I was good with that.Meanwhile for me, it was Brooke Wednesday night, Oneida on Thursday and Timothy and Odette going clubbing with me on Friday night. Saturday was my first House Ishara group activity. We gathered in the early morning at Doebridge, me with a hangover and Buffy giving me crap at every opportunity. Fortunately the rest of my 'sisters' treated me with a great deal more reverence.Now they all knew about my Summer Camp role, Romania and my kidnapping. Even in their 'man-hating' ideology, I was the exception to the rule ~ I was reliable, dedicated, smart, lethal and worthy of their trust and respect. On the council front, Buffy hinted to me that there was a way around the deadlock for who would be foisted onto the Regency Triumvirate, but she refused to tell me what it was. That was a cause for concern.Sunday, I worked with JIKIT, did some Amazon diplomatic stuff and discovered Desiree was my new bodyguard. Katrina thought a full SD team would be cumbersome and my best bet was to remain unconventional and mobile. I agreed because it allowed me to play the field a little more. Speaking of playing the field,This bright Monday afternoon, I was standing in a hangar at Stewart International Airport waiting on my fiancée, Hana Sulkanen. She had flown from Tibet to London with the Dali Lama. That exalted individual had passed on the mantle of national leadership to the Tibetan Constitutional Committee and left the country with the stern decision that the country would move forward toward democracy and not backwards toward theocracy.Now he was playing the role of goodwill ambassador, encouraging the Tibetan Diaspora to spend a few months to a year back in their homeland to help rebuild and teach. He also was rallying support for Tibetan recognition and financial support. Already the UN had voted to send a small international group to establish border security against both the Khanate and the PRC.With the PRC treaty-obliged by the ceasefire to not oppose Tibetan freedom, the UN acted rapidly. The UN Tibet Force(UNTFOR) combat elements consisted of the UK (+ Gurkha), Chilean, French (+ French Foreign Legion), Germany, India, Italy, Romania, Spanish and Thailand each sending one battalion each. Algeria, Denmark, Chile, the Netherlands, Bulgaria, Canada, Cameroon, Qatar, Saudi Arabia and Brazil agreed to make smaller contributions. The USAF would supply a serious level of logistics support for the mission.The UN also created the UN Tibetan Training Force (UNTTFOR) which provided a structure for giving access by Tibetan forces to German, Italian, Chilean and Romanian bases to train to E U standards over a five month period. The Khanate provided gobs of captured Chinese hardware to the creation of a tiny Tibetan Armed Forces, easing worries about adequately equipping the troops once they were trained.The Dali Lama was simultaneously arriving at JFK to public fanfare in order to thank the UN personally on behalf of the nation he loved. Hana was able to finally shed the limelight and was coming into a secure National Guard facility to finally take a step back to a 'normal' lifestyle. The last bit of oddity: the hangars used by the Marine Aerial Refueler Transport Squadron 452 of the Marine Corps Reserve was courtesy of JIKIT. No press was allowed, or expected.It was an odd grouping of us. Jormo Sulkanen (Hana's father), his chauffeur and Hana's daughter  Annela were in one car. Hana was traveling with Libra and Ms. Meacham, so they would need the limo he came in. My appearance was a simple moment for us to touch base in person, as opposed to over the internet, or mobile phone. The third group waiting was Sten Phillip M nnik (her ex-husband) and two unnamed associates.Sten was being a total jerk, which may have been due to me calling him Philip when we first met. Philip wasn't 'ethnic' enough for him, so he never used it. Because he hated it, Brennan (Hana's deceased step-brother) had used it constantly. I had overheard it and thus screwed up our first meeting. But Sten's current blistering hatred had two positive side effects: Jormo came over and stood by me, a suggestion of solidarity I hadn't expected, and since we were standing next to each other, we finally began the dialog that we needed if Hana was going to be family to both of us.We chatted about the thing that mattered most ~ Hana. He asked me if I had really hired a team of assassins to protect her, so I told him a little bit about the Ghost Tigers. He talked about how proud she was to be bringing peace to a suffering planet and I agreed that she looked spectacular doing so.Some things remained the same; I had set in motion the death of his youngest son who had paraded a raped lady in front of me. A bunch of other dilettantes had perished as well. Balancing that was the joy I brought to the child closest to his heart, his adopted daughter Hana. I also had proved to be my own brand of eccentric knight in tarnished armor. I meant well, and in Jormo's book that meant something.He also told me he would strangle me with my own intestines if I broke her heart. I looked him straight in the face and asked him how he felt about open marriages. He hit me. To be fair, I let him hit me. He didn't try to do me serious harm."Don't be an asshole," he grumbled."I'm not sure I know how?" I shrugged. I got another hard stare."She loves you," he said with surprising tenderness."I would rather face that typhoon again than break her heart. The thought of that scares me because I've never been all that good at romance," I confessed."That wasn't what I expected you to say," he harrumphed. "I recall those two ladies I first saw you with. Libra Chalmers and,""Brooke Lee," I said."Yes, her. Are you staying loyal?""She has never asked more than she thinks my current level of maturity can hope to achieve." He looked at me. "I'm discrete and mindful of her sensitivities.""You aren't trying to befriend me," he noted."I don't feel it is right to expect you to like me. I think we both know I'm supposed to be nice to you and you aren't going punch me again. I believe Hana would see thru any deception on our part."I paused. "I wouldn't mind us getting along. I'll try not to piss you off because that would be rude to you and cruel to her," I continued. "I'll never ask you to forgive me and I'll never feel like what I did was inherently unjustified. I am sorry that I caused you pain because I think you are a hard, courageous man, and she loves you.""That's her plane," he stated."Thank God," I muttered. And thank you Ishara. I was starting to blather. We remained thankfully silent until the plane had pulled into the hangar and the people started to deplane. The first out was a young woman with dark blonde hair and hunters glasses.No one else appeared until she had reached the bottom of the stairs and continued to look about for a moment. Hana came next, smiling at me, then her eyes were following Jormo as he moved to the car to retrieve little  Annela. Libra followed with Ms. Meacham on her heels. Libra still wasn't used to playing the second fiddle/personal assistant. A short Mongolian fireplug of a man was the last passenger down the stairs. He looked like, a wolverine with his feral, primordial energy and general hostility.I imagined the girl was his apprentice and he was the prime assassin. That was how the Ghost Tigers operated. They were doing me a deep personal favor by putting aside their normal role as hunters to take up body-guarding duties. According to Addison, they had also managed to get their fair share of killing people of various persuasions. Not only had the Seven Pillars tried to take her out more than once, Chinese Intelligence and some criminal cartels had taken an active interest in her too.The young woman scanned from me to Desiree, then to Sten. She had a good eye for threat assessment. Jormo was partially concealed, but would rather die than put Hana at risk. I was the ally of the 9 Clans, and she probably thought she could take me in a quick-draw contest. Desiree? She left Desiree for her mentor to worry about."Ms. Sulkanen?" Sten's closer minion walked her way. The bodyguards got in the way instinctively. The man reached into his coat and nearly died. The women did a palm strike to his windpipe then grabbed his tie, yanking him to the hard concrete floor of the hangar.(Russian) "He has a piece of paper," she stated in a detached manner"Sten, what is the meaning of this?" Hana worried. I moved toward the woman.(Russian) "I am Cáel Nyilas. Let me help."She did more than that. She retreated from the downed man and put her body between Hana and Sten.I was schooled enough now to realize that was the deception. I hadn't seen the older man draw a gun but I knew he now had one out. It was down by his side and he was using his body to shield it from view."Are these the kind of people you want around our daughter," Sten asked haughtily. I had an inkling suspicion. I wasn't alone.Desiree pushed past me and attended to the downed man. She had him standing, patted him on the back and frisked all inside ten seconds."He's a process server," she commented to the group."What he is here to do is serve you with papers, Hana," Sten grew angrier. "You are an unfit mother and have developed an unsafe environment for her to grow up in.""What?" Hana growled. "You don't like the fact that I've finally moved on and found someone new. You don't care a damn thing about our daughter.""We will let a judge decide that. Right now I have an order of detention for  Annela," he grinned wickedly."Ms. Sulkanen," the second of Sten's minions step forward more cautiously, "the Family Court in the State of New York has,"I laughed."Oh," Desiree looked my way then shared a sliver of a smile with me."There is nothing laughable, I assure you," the lawyer snapped."Really, what's your name?" I asked."Mr. Dornier, not that,""Where are we?""What does that matter?" then, "New York State.""Incorrect Dornier. You are on a Marine Corps base, dumbass. Look around you," I smirked."So? What does that mean?" Sten harangued us."This is federal property," I explained as I strode toward his car."Hey, what are you doing, I'm talking to you," Sten pursued me."Excuse me," I grinned. I flipped out my Amazon Honor Blade and slashed one of his tires."What?""Go for it," Hana simmered. "Touch Cáel and he will defend himself.""He has a knife," he countered. He didn't touch me. A second tire began to deflate. "That's assault with a deadly weapon.""It would be if he turned to face you, or anyone else," Desiree had her 'bored ~ don't press me' voice. "Right now he's being a vandal." She put her hand on the process server's shoulder and shoved him back toward Sten and Dornier. "You should know your jurisdictions, asshole," she told him."Hana, I will drive back with Cáel," Libra announced loudly. That was a cue for Hana to shoot me an apologetic look, which was odd, considering that even knowing me was putting her child custody at risk. It took me a second to realize what a bastard Sten could be. I also doubted he had three spare tires. I left one untouched as I headed for my car."Hana, I'll catch up with you after you talk with your lawyers," I called out. It was infuriating for me that this was her reception home. Sten had better be thanking his lucky stars we weren't alone or I would have pummeled his ass, and given him the nuclear wedgy of all times, jackalope."Let's go home," Libra tapped my arm. Desiree was watching Jormo's limo speed away. She didn't dawdle. The Marines would want their hangar back ASAP. We'd let them decide if they wanted to help Sten, or not. Desiree tossed me the keys. That was her way of telling me I need to blow of some steam, and not by getting frolic-ee with Libra on the hour long commute home.{11 pm, Monday, August 25th ~ 14 Days to go}{Late that night with Hana}"So, who was the guy who gave you this?" I looked over at Hana while running my hand over the silk scarf some lama in Lhasa had given her to give to me ~ a 'Thank You' gift for the liberation of his homeland and the aid package heading his peoples' way."I never got his name, but my translator said he had traveled for three days straight to be there for the celebration," she smiled warmly.I picked up my second gift and began to play with it. The object was a fascinating toy, all the more so because it was more than a child's plaything. It was a simple prayer wheel. I put the handle between my two palms and rubbed them back and forth, causing the two balls to beat against the drum heads."I think you find that thing more interesting than you do me," Hana pouted."Oh no you don't," I pounced on her. With one hand I tickled her while I placed my Tibetan gift aside. I didn't want us rolling over on it as we frolicked naked on her queen-sized bed. "You were a happy little camper ten minutes ago and you certainly drove your vigor home with this grand Lothario.""Eek!" she playfully tried to bat my hand aside. She began giggling hysterically.Even when I pulled away so that she could breathe, she kept snickering."What?" I worried. I had been ramping us up for a second round of sex. Round one had been 'comfort' sex, helping her compartmentalize her feelings for that bastard of an ex-husband and the threat he posed to her custodianship of her daughter,  Annela.Those were emotions she'd deal with later. Fretting about them tonight, her first night back in the States, was counter-productive. She knew that, which was why she'd accepted my dinner invitation. We had now been seen in public together for the first time since she became famous; afterwards we had traveled back to her place. How serious was I about cheering her up? I'd brought a spare suit, biking clothes and my bike. I was planning to spend the night and make my way to work my usual way come sunrise."I," she gasped, "asked Libra how you "compared" in her experience, which seems to be extensive, as a lover on the way over. And after several, very long, I must say, seconds of introspection, she told me you were indescribable and incomparable. I've been trying to put my thoughts together since Rome and, why are you scowling?""That was rude of you two," I now play-pouted. "I like to think I'm 'thunderous', though 'stunning' will do in a pinch."Hana helpfully pinched me. "Ow!" I squalled. And back to tickling I went. I quickly showed her my 'sheet-fu' was superior to hers, which meant I tangled her up in her sheets before she realized she was helpless before me. Or so I bragged. Hana played helpless well."Oh please, Mr. World-Conquering Wombat," she pleaded. Wombat?"Wombat?" I questioned her. "How have I become an irascible furry marsupial?""Well Honey, you need a shave," she teased me. "You are a little furry.""Romantically that is called a five o'clock shadow," I protested."It scratches my thighs," she murmured.I had a remedy for that. Sliding down to her hip, I turned my palms toward me, interlaced my fingers and positioned my thumbs pointing up. My chin rested on my fingers and the thumbs covered the sides, so when I stuck my tongue into the three-sided void created, my hands, but none of my scruffiness, touched her intimate flesh. Once I had this technique in place, I rolled over her thigh and got to work."I find," she gasped, "that you have the answer to that conundrum down pat. It makes me, ah, think I'm not your, ah, first girl." My dedication to my erotic task (and the carnal reward that waited) kept me from responding. Besides, my upper lip was busy rolling back and forth over her clitoris. There I let the bristles of my oncoming moustache teasingly tickle her. I was pleased when the pleasure I caused quieted her and she settled down to running her fingers across my crown as she ramped herself up toward a climax. 'Not my first girl' indeed.Forty-five minutes later, I was coming back to her room from the kitchen with a glass of tomato juice for her and rice wine for me (she was out of beer). I heard a noise from  Annela's room, so I deviated to make sure she was okay. I was in boxers, not totally naked.  Annela was out like a light, caught up in some sort of childish dream. By the cherubic grin on her face, she was having a good one.She was another delicate female issue in my life. I had made her existence harder by just being me. Hana let me know that nothing 'bad' had better happen to her ex-husband, Sten. I couldn't beat him up, threaten him, or sic any of my Amazons on him. Stupidly, I had asked if using the CIA was okay. She'd banned all of JIKIT intervening as well, negating the use of the best pest removal people on the planet, the 9 Clans."You are going to have to get used to children making sounds while they sleep," Hana surprised me. "You'll learn to tell the dreams from the nightmare.""In spades, I'm going to have to learn that in spades," I nodded.{4 pm, Tuesday, August 26th ~ 13 Days to go}My schedule had remained steady. I had firearms practice at 6 am every morning, was in Katrina's office by 7 and working my cue by 7:15. According to my regular morning briefings, I continued to be a menace to the foundations of freedom, civilization and the terrestrial biosphere. It was wonderful to stand there side by side with my fellow New Hires.At lunch, around 11 o'clock, I had a brief get together with the other members of the Amazon diplomatic corps since I was still Chief Diplomat of the Host ~ we were a small unit. Daphne, who now worked with JIKIT, would give me a brief briefing on what the 'office' was up to in my name. I gladly kept my distance from their regularly scheduled mayhem. The truce in China didn't stop the Secret War from raging on and on.My three o'clock knife training with Pamela was slowly evolving into a greater study of human fighting philosophy and anatomy. I still studied the techniques of a larger single bladed hunting knife as well as the hilt-less, double bladed Amazon Honor Blade. Pamela promised me she'd start teaching me how to do the 'long-distance' and 'short'/snap throw for the blades. She made it look so easy.Pamela also began educating me on the basics and basis of the Amazon personal hand-to-hand fighting style. The eight points of emphasis in Amazon combat were: the finger, fist, elbow, shoulder, foot, heel, knee and hip. It encouraged channeling both your energies and the energy of your opponents by using fluid blows and throws. It also worked well with the close-in knife fighting Pamela was teaching me. Working with her once more did her as much good as me. We had come to feed off one another's moods, which was a good thing.Tuesday, walking to the elevator at the end of the session, the door opened to reveal Rachel talking to an SD chick I barely knew, Meridian."Oh, it is great to see you, Rachel," I enthusiastically stated. Her hesitation as she replied worried me."It is great to see you too, Cael Wakko Ishara," she responded softly, compassionately."Ladies, can you spare Rachel and I some private time," I asked Meridian and Pamela."Come on," Pamela addressed the SD Amazon, "we have tons of nothing to talk about.""As you wish, Ishara," Meridian answered. She looked to Rachel. She stepped off the elevator as Pamela stepped on. Away they went."I heard you were back in New York," I told her."I heard you were off of JIKIT for the time being.""I was running on fumes psychologically and my body wasn't too much better. Javiera gave me a week off. I go back Thursday.""That was the right move, Cáel," she said. "You've been stuck sweating both the small stuff and being caught up in the big picture. That is a humongous burden to bear for someone with your training and background.""I know, I'm not ready for where my life has taken me.""No one is, Cáel. You have training that has let you get this far when most of us would be lost. You carry that weight, plus you've had to work the physical side of the equation. I get to focus on you. You've had to focus on all of us."Rachel was being both honest and kind. I felt a sudden renewed kinship with my primary guardian."Thanks for that, Rachel, can I tell you a secret? Something you can't tell another soul. Something I've never told another living person?" I could tell Rachel. I couldn't tell Katrina because she was so close to Hayden. Pamela, Pamela had already prepared herself for a miserable afterlife and wouldn't have connected with my pain for another.Since she was my 'sister' in Ishara, I couldn't really confide in Buffy, but only an Amazon would understand my thoughts on the matter. It had to be Rachel."I cannot betray the Host, but you know that. What is it you wish to share?""Hayden lived life as an Anahit, yet lives forever in the Halls of the Isharans." Since that was now well known, Rachel knew that couldn't be the secret."When I was trying to induct her, Dot Ishara refused her entry. I thought she was challenging me and I was right.""I recall that she wouldn't accept Hayden, even though her death was righteous in the name of the Host. Has no one ever asked you what changed Ishara's mind? Not Buffy, or Helena?""Neither one ever asked. I think it was because they sensed I didn't want to talk about it, nor insult them by not opening up. Ishara refused Hayden because of me. I was refusing to accept my place in the Host. I kept playing, pretending, I was not really one of you. I kept thinking I could divorce myself from the evil we did because I was special.""But you weren't special in the way I think you are using the word," she nodded. "You were chosen by the Ancestors to be one of us, man, or not.""Yeah. I stupidly put my life on the line because I wanted to be the 'good guy'. I've always wanted to be the 'good guy', even when I hurt people. I'd tell the girl it was my fault, yet I excused that behavior by thinking that I hadn't meant to hurt anyone, so I was okay. I have never blamed myself for any of the shit I caused.""That has always been a rather annoying quality of yours," she noted."When I was on the roof of Havenstone, daring Ishara with my life on the line, that's when I felt it. I owed and owned my Amazon heritage in that moment. I finally blamed myself for something, for not accepting sacrifices were being made for me and I was dishonoring every one of you by denying their purpose.""You are Ishara," Rachel stated firmly. That was her entire argument."I had to believe that. I had to believe I was nothing more than one Amazon in a long line of Amazons dating back to that first night of betrayal. I had to realize I was one of many, not someone special, with special rules. I wasn't getting to be the good guy, or even the bad guy. I was just, an Amazon. One more Ishara among the hundreds that stood in my place.""And it took that moment for you to realize what most Amazons know from the age of five," Rachel stroked my cheek. "It is easy for us to forget your bravery comes from a place that is uniquely you and you didn't grow up around the fires with tales of our mothers, grandmothers and all those who have come before. We see our honor is gold and sing the songs in the First Tongue. We live as Amazons.""I wanted you to know because," I faltered at the last memory."Charlotte. You want to make peace with me about Charlotte," she touched my cheek yet again. "Cáel, I told her mother and daughter about how she died. They want to meet Vincent when he is feeling better. They want to talk to you. They worry about you not understanding that Charlotte lives and will live on until the Sun dies and the stars burn out.""Charlotte was in the Warband that killed Ajax the Unconquered, Cáel. She fell on that ridge, looking down on Ishara's triumph over Ajax and her spirit took the news of that victory to the next life. She is a welcome exemplar to House Ska i. She will be remembered in the lists of the Security Detail, our Warrior Elite. Charlotte was my friend and I didn't wish her to die, but war is what we do. And she buried her enemies and saved our lives."Ska i was a j tunn and the Nordic goddess associated with bow-hunting, skiing, winter, and mountains. I had known her house. The SD didn't talk about their families much because of their devotion to the craft of war, so I had never known her mother was still alive, or that she had a daughter."She did much more than die, Cáel. She killed men so that when you finished with Ajax, none of them, left on that field, could avenge him," she added."I hadn't looked at it that way," I confessed. "I'd like to meet her family. You said she has a daughter. I didn't know.""You didn't need the distraction. We all knew you would have only done incredibly stupid things trying to keep us alive. If it helps, she is five and cried freely, deeply and long. Her mother is fifty-two and runs a freehold in Saskatchewan. She'll be around for a long time, trust me."Charlotte's mother had to be one tough D O B (daughter of a bitch) to see sixty. I did know she was the second of five daughters, with the middle one being in the Ska i House Guard."I am doing something for, well, for me, but for Charlotte too. Sakuniyas is leading seventeen House Isharans and two ladies from MI-6 in West Africa.""I'd heard about that," she smiled. "Charlotte's Fist." Four (the core of any war band) was a sacred number to the Amazons, as was five (the number of digits) so twenty was a classic warrior unit. It was also the number of the original houses. Normally these groups were referred to by their leader's name, but I wanted the Condotteiri to know they'd killed the wrong Amazon and Sakuniyas agreed to the naming convention.The Condos had sent Ajax to Hungary and Romania to kill me. Charlotte had died stopping them, but this was not a matter of revenge. This honored her and was a request for her to watch over those who sought inspiration from her when they went into battle. West-Central Africa was one of the three Amazon Homeland (Eastern Europe and Southern India being the other two) and was where the war was heating up.JIKIT (Joint International Khanate Interim Taskforce) became involved when the Condos and Coils of the Serpent (one of the 9 Assassin Clans) began killing local civilian and military leaders. The Condos did it to spread chaos for them to use as a smoke screen behind which they could hide the large numbers of mercenaries in the area hunting down the Amazons. The Coils attacked any official that was on the Condo's payroll.As the body count began to rise, the US and UK began having 'normal' covert agencies investigate the killings, yet they remained blind to the reasons behind the actions. It wasn't until a whole Condo 'training camp' ended up being extinguished that they realized there was a third player in the game (as opposed to the governments and the rogue mercenaries).The Coils of the Serpent were one step ahead of the intelligence agencies. And that allowed the Amazons to hunt down the Condos. We in JIKIT had estimated it was roughly 15,000 Condotteiri foot soldiers (consisting of mercs, local paramilitaries and the occasional regular army commander) versus the roughly 3000 Amazons and 1000 members of the 9 Clans. The Golden Mare was asking for Havenstone and the Freeholds in North and South America to raise up 'fists' to join the struggle in Africa. In Belize they would be trained for two months to ten weeks in jungle warfare before heading over."Are your people going to be ready?" Rachel inquired."We have done well in Japan," I replied. "The former 'Runners' actually do better moving through urbanized society than their Old School Amazon sisters.""I heard they are more prone to taking orders from the Ninja," she looked me in the eyes."I told them to. This is the Ninja's war and we serve them best by doing what we do best ~ taking the fight to the Seven Pillars when they expose themselves," I clarified. "And you got me off talking about Charlotte," I realized a second later."A long period of mourning is not our way, Cáel," she confided. "You were our friend, but you were our mission first and foremost. That hasn't changed.""Are you going to," I began to say 'remain my bodyguard'."Yes. I have a dozen House Guard members expressing a desire to join the Security Detail and be our new electronics expert. Eight of those I'm giving serious consideration to.""The other four?" I asked."Three are too young and are too interested in you for my taste. One is too old and a rather odd individual.""I like odd.""I will reconsider her then," she allowed."Are you saying that to make me happy?""No," Rachel grinned. "I admire your instincts. Do you know how soon you will be needing us?""I'm going to stay in town until the Great Hunt. After my stupendous victory, I'll see if I can get to Brazil, so mid-September.""It will take longer to integrate a member ~ the last week of November," she bargained. I really wasn't in the mood to argue. I was too much the boy who was glad to see his primary guardian standing before him. Pamela was by far the most loving and lethal one of the pack. Rachel was my rock. She kept me alive and I helped give her something to live for, even if it was a flawed 'me'."And Wakko, you don't need to give me a piece of your soul to replace Charlotte. What is hers is hers and what is ours is ours. I'll always miss her and I'm okay with that. She was a good friend and a proud compatriot and I loved her. I never had any sisters of the flesh. Mona, Tiger Lily and Charlotte have been the only real family I've had. I will find another sister and I can now accept that.""Is it alright if I still miss her?" I pondered."Of course, Ishara. Will you still be capable of taking my orders when required?""Yes. If I started ignoring your advice, I wouldn't have been worthy of leading someone like Charlotte into battle. I can honor her by letting you do your job.""Thank you. I still worry about you trying to save everyone, but now I'll worry a little less," she confessed."I still plan to do crazy stuff, hey, do you have a daughter?""No.""Want one?""I'm in the final drawing of lots for the Great Hunt," she smiled once more."You could just ask.""My way is more fun. This way I'll be sure you'll obey," she let her eyes sparkle with a mirthful fire."Don't think I'll go easy on you. I plan to win," I pledged."Of course not. Why would you change now?""I'd rather you bust my balls than mock me?" I pouted. "Instead of spending a moving moment, you are cheering me up.""It is my job to look after you, even now," she stroked my neck affectionately."Especially now," I added as I hit the elevator button."Let's catch up with the others. I need to tell Meridian that she's back in the running.""Oh, that is fortunate," I grinned. "Oh, we'll start our mission to Brazil on Thursday, February 12th.""Is there a significance of that date?"I laughed. I put an arm around her shoulder as the doors opened. There were two others Havenstone ladies onboard."Carnival in Rio de Janeiro!" I exulted. "Half a million tourists a day. Two million Brazilians. Everyone wears a mask. What's not to love?""You are so fortunate you waited until you had witnesses around," Rachel groused."Desiree says it's bad for my prestige to be beaten in public," I chortled. "I'm glad you agree.""Maybe we can spar on the mats today when you get off work?""Oh, I'd like to see that," one of the other Amazons remarked. "Weapons or hand-to-hand?""I'll let him use a weapon. I'll use my hands. I want him to think he has a chance," Rachel declared. My arm was still around her shoulder, so I knew she wasn't really pissed."Didn't you kill Ajax?" the other one noted."He tripped over his shoelaces and impaled himself on his own sword," I sighed dramatically.Since the two women looked at one another, then to Rachel, I knew I'd told the lie well."Cáel had an ally shoot a grenade overhead, Ajax died in the confusion, so whatever blow killed him is irrelevant. Cáel beat Ajax with his mind before a single blow was landed. He made his foe fight his battle and that was how Wakko Ishara won," Rachel responded."Like an Amazon," the first one nodded."With balls," I added."An Amazon with balls? I guess you are, but I don't think the testes mattered in that you beat our foe in a matter your ancestors can be proud of," the second one said."Well said," Rachel nodded."Thank you," I shook her hand. "I'm Cáel Wakko Ishara aka Nyilas.""Oh, I'm Wynona of Allatu," she answered. She shook my hand, I ran a finger over her pulse and got her to blush slightly. Allatu was the Goddess of the Underworld in Canaanite mythology and one of the First Houses."Behave," Rachel whispered."Not likely," I whispered back."Did I say something wrong?" Wynona worried."No. Rachel is my moral guardian. So, do you want to go fishing, I mean swimming tomorrow after work, say 5:15?" I inquired."Sure," her smile broadened. "I excel in the water.""Good, maybe you can teach me a thing or two," I answered. The door opened at the lobby and there stood Desiree."Here," Rachel shoved me out the door. "Take him before he fishes himself into more trouble.""I understand," Desiree grumbled. "Come on fisherman. Financial Investigations is working late tonight and we need to pick up Italian food for twenty-two.""Lead and I shall follow," I proclaimed."Why do you call him the 'Fisherman'," Wynona asked Rachel."Fish, barrel, I'll explain it to you on the way to the garage," Rachel sighed. The doors shut and off we all went.{7:10 pm, Wednesday, August 27th ~ 12 Days to go}"Will you still be having dinner with us once you return back to JIKIT?" Europa asked as Lorraine passed me some Cajun rice."Every Monday and Wednesday night and on Fridays early," I grinned."We are going to be spending some time in Doebridge over the Labor Day weekend," Europa griped. "Do you want to come with us and save Aya from retelling her ordeal to yet another band of pre-Amazons?""Aya, do you want me to run interference for you?" I asked."No," she smiled. "I want you to train for the Great Hunt. Aunt Katrina says Elsa is virtually a guarantee to be one of the thirty.""Ugh," I groaned. "That's the cherry on the top of a rather bizarre day.""Was today bad?" Loraine asked."Let me see, for starters I got to use a variety of weird weapons for firearms practice. I had a feeling I was part of a round-robin, the way they rotated their assistance to me. In the elevator, I was with Brielle and her buddy when we had a security drill. The elevator cut off, but the air handler went into overdrive, dropping the temperature. After a quick democratic vote, I lost my shirt to an impromptu fire to stay warm, alive," I chuckled. "Then we cuddled together for warmth. I was about to lose my undershirt and pants when the alert ended.""Security alerts last less than fifteen minutes," Caitlyn noted. "I doubt you were in any danger of freezing to death.""Brielle was under the impression security alerts could last hours, despite my questionable knowledge otherwise from the handbook I'd read. Since she had the seniority, I thought she knew better.""So now you are shirtless," Europe smirked."I had a spare shirt stashed in Katrina's office, but I was required to change during the meeting because we were running late. Oh, and yesterday I forgot to feed some genetically superior white rats at one of our labs. Apparently they gnawed through their cages, broke out and now are in the Manhattan underworld, plotting a rodent rebellion," I related."Oh, that was my idea," Loraine perked up."Do you sit around the table with Katrina thinking up this kind of crap!" I protested."Occasionally," Caitlyn admitted. "Most of those are pure Katrina though.""Glad to know my misery is a family bonding experience.""You should be glad to know we care about you," Europa beamed."Yeah, I'll remember that and once you are casted I'm going to absolutely abuse my authority in some serious payback," I faux-glared at her."I promise you we will make it fun," Aya pledged."You would betray your own sisters?" Caitlyn questioned."Sisters are sisters, Mother, but boon companions are for life," Aya countered."That's cool, Mom," Europa snorted. "We'll always be taller than Aya, and faster.""Only more proof she'll be smarter," Caitlyn shook her head. "So Cáel what happened next?""What makes you think the rest of my day wasn't mundane and boring?""According to Katrina, you are the best stress reliever at Havenstone since they put in the Jacuzzis. With it being open season on you today, I figured your day was one misadventure after another," Caitlyn smiled warmly."Fine, I had to go to Financial Investigations to discuss my expense account in Europe.""That doesn't sound all that exciting," Loraine said."We were in the pool swimming in the classic Amazon style, I swear, sometime I think I should go to work wearing nothing but a trench coat and a smile," I grouched."Did you make any babies?" Aya chirped."No, I can't have that kind of fun with any employees for another twelve more days. Anyway, they were quite cross with me not using their services and let me know for an hour and, thirty-six minutes. After that I had to get a reference physical.""You are as healthy as a horse," Europa neighed."Funny Epona," I sniffed indignantly. "You are a load of laughs, filly. After I had been turned into a prune they made me undress again. There was some nonsense about all the combat I had been in had made me shorter and given me muscle constriction.""That is a good one," Aya nodded. "I'm glad they were being as creative as you are, Atta.""Who is to say that I'm not being the creative one here?" I winked at her."Were your muscles 'constricted'?" Loraine snickered. Europa gave her a thumbs up for joining on the fun."Nope, all my reflexes are in working order and I can still salute on demand," I smiled. "Which was good because after that, I worked through lunch with Acquisitions discussing Khanate plans for Siberia." There was a pause."What was so horrid about that?" Loraine inquired, as if I had been tortured up until that point."We had to do the whole three hour routine on the practice mats. I was pinned grappled and I had something that was strangely reminiscent of a titty-snuggle. I mean, all that skin-tight clothing, close contact and sweaty bodies was murder on my concentration," I confessed."We aren't going to be investing in Siberia, are we?" Aya winked at me."I don't know. I spent three hours saying "I don't know" and "I haven't a clue.""You are good at that," Europa jibed. I flicked a pea at her, bouncing it off her chin. She was getting ready for a spaghetti & meatball counterattack when Caitlyn's cough brought her up short."He is the Head of House Ishara. He can act that way. You are Epona and we are better behaved."Europa stuck her tongue at me, I returned the gesture and this time Caitlyn's cough was aimed at me. She followed that up by rubbing her foot along my shin. I smiled at her, then caught Aya smiling at the both of us. Then I recalled Aya had set the table, damn it."I'll get us dessert," Aya beamed happiness my way. I was thinking about dessert alright, damn that girl.{Rhada Revisited}"I'm home gang," I exhaled. "Ready to go out?" and was promptly shot with a Nerf gun. "What did I do this time?"Timothy and Odette were getting off the sofa. Odette was taking aim while Timothy left his single-shot where he'd been sitting."We are going out. You are not," Timothy grinned. "You have company in the bedroom.""Man, I was looking forward to," then Odette shot me in the stomach with her six shot nerf repeater."You have company," Odette emphasized the 'company' part. To me this implied someone who I couldn't seduce with a few words, maybe get busy for half an hour then go out partying. That could only mean,I opened my door and there lay Rhada, completely naked, hogtied and bound. She had even been gagged. Her look of hate and loathing turned to, something else; part fear and part heartsick yearning. Could Timothy and Odette, really just Timothy, I loved Odette but she had the combat skills of a Tribble. Could Timothy defeat Rhada so thoroughly that she could be so bound?Not likely. I'd been neglecting her, What with being kidnapped, running off to Europe and generally doing my job, I'd neglected her well-defined physique, olive skin and athletic curves. I'd been a fool for letting her waste away while I'd been 'not' earning a paycheck. Hell, I was working too much. I'd played around in college and still managed to graduate with good grades, and it wasn't like I had been hired for my brains."Oh, I've been missing this," I relished her helplessness while rubbing my palms together."Mumph," Rhada protested. It was hard for her to move her body. Her legs were bound above the knee to her shins while her ankles were lashed together and then to the top of her thighs.Her elbows and wrists were tied behind her back, wrists to wrist. The ropes securing her arms crisscrossed above and below her breasts and looped around her neck. She looked tightly secured. A bit too secured. I couldn't see how to un-hog-tie her."Don't you dare go anywhere," I warned Rhada then backed out of the room hurriedly."I suggested the ass plug!" Odette smiled as I turned around. I'd missed that given the shapeliness of her buttock,"I color-coded the ends of the ropes for you. Pull the yellow, then green and then pink and she'll come undone just fine. I put some ointment by the bedside for after. It will help numb the burn and promotes healing without scarring," Timothy patted me on the shoulder. "Now that you've b

Geheimdienste gehen davon aus, dass Russland spätestens 2030 militärisch in der Lage sein dürfte, einen weiteren Krieg zu beginnen. Die EU sieht Gefahr – auch wegen Trumps Politik.

We've got a big one for you this week: four main movies plus four Fear and Moviegoing viewings. Our main feature is Stanning for Sten: Anna Sten's three movies for Samuel Goldwyn, Nana (1934), based on (more like inspired by) the Zola novel, We Live Again (1934), with a Tolstoy source, and The Wedding Night (1935), plus a glimpse at one of her later supporting roles in Let's Live a Little (1948), a Robert Cummings comedy vehicle. Goldwyn infamously brought Sten to Hollywood with the intention of creating his own Dietrich-Garbo hybrid and lavished the most prestigious Hollywood talent (Arzner, Mamoulian, Vidor, Gregg Toland, and co-stars like Frederic March and Gary Cooper) and literary source material on her, only to have the public reject her; but we argue that Goldwyn's care didn't go to waste. And in Fear and Moviegoing, we look at the career of actress/director Mai Zetterling, discussing two movies directed by her, and two early films in which she appears (one directed by Ingmar Bergman, the other written by him).      Time Codes: 0h 00m 25s:    A Few Words About Sten and Goldwyn 0h 08m 02s:    NANA (1934) [dir. Dorothy Arzner] 0h 28m 11s:    WE LIVE AGAIN (1934) [dir. Rouben Mamoulian] 0h 58m 08s:    THE WEDDING NIGHT (1935) [dir. King Vidor] 1h 27m 28s:    LET'S LIVE A LITTLE (1948) [dir. Richard Wallace] 1h 39m 20s:    FEAR & MOVIEGOING IN TORONTO: Mai Zetterling's Loving Couples (1964) & Scrubbers (1982); Ingmar Bergman's Music in Darkness (1948); Alf Sjoberg's Torment (1944) +++ * Listen to our guest episode on The Criterion Project – a discussion of Late Spring * Marvel at our meticulously ridiculous Complete Viewing Schedule for the 2020s * Intro Song: “Sunday” by Jean Goldkette Orchestra with the Keller Sisters (courtesy of The Internet Archive) * Read Elise's piece on Gangs of New York – “Making America Strange Again” * Check out Dave's Robert Benchley blog – an attempt to annotate and reflect upon as many of the master humorist's 2000+ pieces as he can locate – Benchley Data: A Wayward Annotation Project!  Follow us on Twitter at @therebuggy Write to us at therebuggy@gmail.com We now have a Discord server - just drop us a line if you'd like to join! 

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Was passiert, wenn ein Hamburg-geprägter OMR-Mitgründer seine Zelte in San Francisco aufschlägt und nebenbei „Haus des AI“ betreibt? In dieser Folge erzählt Christian Byza, warum er nach Stationen bei LinkedIn und Adobe schließlich Learn.xyz gründete – und wie er mit einer spielerischen „Duolingo for Corporate Knowledge“-Idee den Markt aufmischt.Wie schafft man es, im Silicon Valley mit einem kleinen Team zwischen Legende-Status und echtem Startup-Hustle den Überblick zu behalten? Warum vergleicht Christian sein Office lieber mit einer coolen Community-Location anstelle eines langweiligen Konferenzraums? Und was bedeutet „No Bad Days“ ganz konkret für sein unternehmerisches Denken? Ob KI-Trends, Early-Stage-Fundraising oder der Vergleich zwischen deutschem und US-Mindset – hier gibt's ehrliche Einblicke aus erster Hand.Wer schon immer wissen wollte, warum in San Francisco jeder fragt „How can I help?“ und weshalb 20 Millionen Dollar in einer Seed-Runde manchmal nicht genug sind, findet hier reichlich Inspiration. Ein Gespräch über Lern-Apps, Networking in der Bay Area und die Frage, wie man als Gründerin oder Gründer richtig loslegt – ohne sich von Bürokratie und Zweifeln ausbremsen zu lassen. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Die EU muss sich nach Einschätzung der Europäischen Kommission auf die reale Möglichkeit eines großangelegten Krieges mit Russland vorbereiten. Dazu müssten so schnell wie möglich bestehende Lücken bei den militärischen Fähigkeiten geschlossen werden, hieß es bei der Vorstellung des so genannten Weißbuchs zur künftigen "EU-Verteidigungsstrategie". Hintergrund sind auch die Ankündigungen von US-Präsident Donald Trump, nach denen die Vereinigten Staaten künftig nicht mehr bedingungslos für die Sicherung des Friedens in Europa zur Verfügung zur stehen werden.

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Mit Panzer-Wumms, Munitions-Milliarden und Kampfjet-Cash sondervermögt sich Deutschland aus der Schuldenbremse! Zu Gast: Jan van Weyde. Von WDR 5 Satire Deluxe.

Europa betreibt eine hektische militärische Inventur. Deutschland muss einsehen, dass Rüstung ein mühsames Unterfangen ist und sich Euros nur langsam zu Waffen wandeln.

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Sten Morgan is the owner of Legacy Investment Planning, a hybrid advisory firm based in Franklin, Tennessee, that oversees $220 million in assets under management for 90 client households. Today Sten joins the show to share how he made the difficult decision to turn over his entire original team and rebuild with a new director of operations to create a stronger foundation for future growth. He explains how he identified cultural and operational misalignments, navigated tough conversations with employees, and structured his hiring process to ensure the right people joined his firm.  Listen in as Sten walks us through his firm's five-step hiring process, why he insists on interviewing at least 4-6 candidates before making an offer, and the strategies he uses to work effectively with recruiting firms. He also shares why he's focusing on operational efficiency before engaging in a period of growth, how he proactively hires for roles before the need becomes urgent, and his structured approach to iterating on business ideas. If you're looking for insights on building the right team for long-term success, this episode is for you.  For show notes and more visit: https://www.kitces.com/427 

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