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From placing seventh in taekwondo at the Rio Olympics to boldly launching his own law firm, Hayder Shkara shares his anything but ordinary path into the legal profession. Speaking on a recent episode of The Protégé Podcast, host Grace Robbie speaks with Hayder Shkara, the principal of Justice Family Lawyers, who admits that while he has a fondness for the TV show, Suits, his true passion for law was inspired by his grandfather – a respected judge in Iraq who championed justice for the vulnerable. He shares how, at just 10 years old, watching the Sydney Olympic Games ignited a dream to one day represent his country on the world stage in taekwondo. He also reflects on the disappointment of falling short at the London 2012 Olympic Games but shares how that disappointment fuelled him to return stronger and place seventh at the Rio 2016 Games. He opens up on how he managed the demanding balance of completing his law degree while training full-time for the Olympics, recalls how, shortly after competing in Rio, he took the bold plunge into entrepreneurship by opening his own law firm, shares he was determined to do this to ensure he didn't face the post-Olympic slum that many athlete experiences, and reveals how he channelled his competitive mindset into his legal career, describing the transition as climbing a mountain. Shkara also candidly shares the toughest challenges he faced when first taking the lap to start his own law firm and how he overcame them, talks about his journey of expanding the firm through strategic acquisitions, discusses how this process has given him valuable insights into what works well in different practices, and equally important, what he doesn't want from his own firm, and offers valuable advice to law students – insights he wishes he had known at the very beginning of his legal career. To find out more about Justice Family Lawyer, click here.

Recapping Season 9 Episodes 3 & 4 The girls have to cram a lot into this episode because Carl the Writer is cramming so much into these last few episodes. As the end draws near, they discuss how much they're enjoying the softer side of Harvey and how Oprah had such a great idea to tell people not to talk about work during dinner. Thanks, Oprah! They discuss their favorite country songs, how their faces aren't the same size and how Amanda is convinced she looks like someone from the American Dad family. And Amanda tries to maintain composure while sneezing and surprises Maggie with yet another weird face sneeze.    Only a few more episodes left of SUITS! Maggie and Amanda have more in store for you after this beloved law procedural wraps up, so stay tuned!   For all things OSF, visit onlysuitsfans.com   

Jessica Goldberg opens up about her son Ori's 4-year battle for life and the miracles that kept him alive against all odds. From sleepless nights and constant medical emergencies to finding faith and strength when God said it was time to let go, this is a journey of love and resilience. Jess and Ori's story will leave you inspired and forever changed. Thank You Hashem for Ori.Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/tyhforori/✬ SPONSORS OF THE EPISODE ✬► Twillory: The Air Collection!Suits can be itchy, hot, heavy and honestly annoying. Get the cool AirSuit for a suit that actually breathes. Or, the AirShirt. Or the AirBomber!INSPIRE20 for 20% OFF Your First Purchase!→ https://bit.ly/4eBHeKb► Adopt A Shadchan: Help Change WorldsAdopt a Shadchan is a groundbreaking initiative that helps singles, especially those who have lost a parent, find their match with dignity and care. Through a secure database, personalized matchmaking, workshops, and community tefillah, the campaign has already changed over 1,000 lives and built countless Jewish homes. Every donation directly supports these efforts, turning hope into families.Donate $180 to be entered in to win a free SHEVY wig→ https://causematch.com/AAS► BitBean: Smart Custom SoftwareReally great way to take your business to the next level.Contact Bitbean today for a FREE CONSULTATIONReach Out Here→ https://bitbean.link/MeEBlY► Wheels To Lease: #1 Car CompanyFor over 35 years, Wheels To Lease has offered stress-free car buying with upfront pricing, no hidden fees, and door-to-door delivery.Call today!→ CALL/TEXT: 718-871-8715→ EMAIL: inspire@wheelstolease.com→ WEB: https://bit.ly/41lnzYU→ WHATSAPP: https://wa.link/0w46ce✬ IN MEMORY OF ✬This episode is in memory of:• Shimon Dovid ben Yaakov Shloima• Miriam Sarah bas Yaakov Moshe• Oriyah Chaim ben Rapheal DanielThis episode is for the speedy recovery of:• Yosef Chaim ben Devorah Chaya Golda✬ Donate and Inspire Millions (Tax-Deductible) ✬Your generous donation enables us at Living Lchaim to share uplifting messages globally, enrich lives, and foster positive change worldwide! Thank you.→ https://www.LivingLchaim.com/donateOur free call-in-to-listen feature is here:• USA: (605) 477-2100• UK: 0333-366-0154• ISRAEL: 079-579-5088Have a specific question? email us hi@livinglchaim.comWhatsApp us feedback and get first access to episodes: 914-222-5513Lchaim.

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You can laugh at Meghan Markle's brand—but royal expert Jennie Bond says she might just be getting the last word. From her lifestyle tips to her sell-out products and surging social media numbers, Meghan seems to be quietly building something real. As for Harry? Bond thinks he's finally figured out he's not exactly a natural TV producer.Meanwhile, Suits superfans are convinced they've pinpointed the exact moment Meghan met Harry—by tracking changes in Rachel Zane's wardrobe, screen chemistry, and camera angles. Hemlines went down. Kisses got awkward. Coincidence? They think not.But the shine may be fading on Meghan's debut rosé. One Daily Mail critic called it “bland,” “watery,” and “something you'd get at a work happy hour.” Cheers?And in a serious turn, The Telegraph reports that Prince Harry and Meghan are being quietly included in early plans for King Charles' eventual funeral. Nothing to do with his current health—just traditional planning. But should the worst happen, Harry would walk beside William, and even Archie and Lilibet would have roles.Also today: thanks to a boom in offshore wind, the Sovereign Grant is about to surge by £45 million. While that money goes toward palace renovations, critics argue it could be better spent addressing child poverty. Helicopters, heritage, and headlines—welcome to monarchy math in 2025.Follow our new series Crown and Controversy! Follow now. The full Season 1 is available now for premium subscribers. Episodes come out every Sunday on the normal feed.To become a premium subscriber (no ads and no feed drops) visit caloroga.com/plus. For Apple users, hit the banner on your Apple podcasts app which says UNINTERRUPTED LISTENING. For Spotify or other players, visit caloroga.com/plus. You also get 25+ other shows on the network ad-free!Subscribe to Deep Crown's free newsletter at https://deepcrown.substack.comThanks to our sponsor  https://www.booksamillion.com/p/Happiness-Experiment/Carl-B-Barney/9798886452891

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In this episode, Travis Maus and Jess Blake pull back the curtain on what really separates those who crush their financial goals from those who stay stuck in the struggle. Spoiler alert: it's not just about how much money you make.They dive into the power of mindset, why clarity in your financial plan is non-negotiable, and how taking small, consistent action beats big talk every time. You'll also hear how fear, anxiety, and the trap of comparing yourself to others can quietly sabotage your progress—and what to do about it.If you've ever felt overwhelmed or unsure where to start, this episode is your wake-up call. Tune in and learn how to ditch the noise, focus on your own path, and take real steps toward financial freedom.

Today's episode features a first - a fashion historian, Brooklyn-based Summer Anne Lee. She has an MA in Fashion and Textile Studies from the Fashion Institute of Technology, where she currently teaches various courses in fashion history. Summer's research areas have included subcultural style and the history of women's underpinnings, and she is currently writing a book titled Presidential Fashion: An Illustrated History for the Yale University Press. Learn more: https://www.summerannelee.com/ As referenced: The Roaring Twenties and The Swinging Sixties: https://www.fitnyc.edu/museum/exhibitions/roaring-and-swinging.php  

Recapping Season 9 Episodes 1 & 2 It's the beginning of the end. The first few minutes of a bittersweet symphony. It's senior year. It's all the feels as the girls venture into Season 9 of their beloved law procedural and the wild cast of characters who find their way in and out of this wonderful world. In this episode, they talk about how Kyle and Amanda tried to pose as adults when calling their parents at work at a young age. They discuss what their "trading cards" would be if they owned a business. Maggie has a very normal sneeze on air and Amanda pretends not to be jealous. IYKYK. They discuss Amanda's arms being double joined, hence preventing her from bowling a perfect game. And they both chime in on their favorite "BONE ZONE" songs and even offer you some of those vocal stylings that you all keep coming back for. Yes, there are only a few more episodes left for Only Suits Fans, AND it's not the end of OSF. More in store!    For all things OSF, visit onlysuitsfans.com 

This week, Tom LeNoble, board chair of Unity San Francisco, debuts as a Unity SF Guest Speaker with a talk that will help with exploring essential tools to build your personal world consciously. In this talk, he highlights the powerful message, "I'm still here," drawing on his leadership experience at Fortune 500 companies, startups, his role as CEO of The Academy for Coaching Excellence, as well as his personal journey through life-threatening illness and profound loss. This talk was recorded live at Unity San Francisco on July 20th, 2025. 

Send us a textWelcome to Celebrate Creativity - Episode 403 - Judicial Suits - this is the first of several  episodes composed of a winding conversation that starts with information regarding judicial suits, what I thought was a hallucination on the part of Gemini, Donald Trump's lawsuit against the Wall Street Journal, and ending with a look at Stephen Colbert.Thank you for experiencing Celebrate Creativity.

Rabbi Yoel Gold is one of the most beloved storytellers in the Jewish world. He grew up in a Hasidic home, though his family life was shaped by more than tradition—his parents divorced, and that personal journey has added depth and emotion to his words. His stories resonate across generations, weaving together faith, humor, vulnerability, and timeless wisdom.This year, Rabbi Gold premieres his new Tisha B'av film, which centers on the mysterious fate of the Temple menorah. The film follows an unforgettable journey to uncover where the menorah might be hidden and why its discovery could change everything. Rabbi Gold shares fascinating findings in this episode.Watch Rabbi Gold's Film here:→ https://bit.ly/3TIVMyaCode: LIVING LCHAIM for 10% OFF✬ SPONSORS OF THE EPISODE ✬► Twillory: The Air Collection!Suits can be itchy, hot, heavy and honestly annoying. Get the cool AirSuit for a suit that actually breathes. Or, the AirShirt. Or the AirBomber!INSPIRE20 for 20% OFF Your First Purchase!→ https://bit.ly/4eBHeKb► Tesla Raffle: Win Your Dream CarWin the Tesla of your choice — or choose a Rivian, Lucid, or another EV — or take $50,000 in cash!New this year: You're not limited to Tesla. You can now choose from Rivian, Lucid, or any electric vehicle of your dreams.ChesedChicago is a tzedaka organization founded by Dayan Shmuel Fuerst dedicated to helping families in crisis with 80+ life-changing programs — including food, furniture, job placement, and government aid support. Your ticket makes all of that possible. Go to CCraffle.com and use promo code LCHAIM to get $25 off two tickets, or $500 off fifteen tickets.ENTER HERE→ https://bit.ly/45FNRc5► BitBean: Smart Custom SoftwareReally great way to take your business to the next level.Contact Bitbean today for a FREE CONSULTATIONReach Out Here→ https://bitbean.link/MeEBlY► Wheels To Lease: #1 Car CompanyFor over 35 years, Wheels To Lease has offered stress-free car buying with upfront pricing, no hidden fees, and door-to-door delivery.Call today!→ CALL/TEXT: 718-871-8715→ EMAIL: inspire@wheelstolease.com→ WEB: https://bit.ly/41lnzYU→ WHATSAPP: https://wa.link/0w46ce✬ IN MEMORY OF ✬This episode is in memory of:• Shimon Dovid ben Yaakov Shloima• Miriam Sarah bas Yaakov Moshe✬ Donate and Inspire Millions (Tax-Deductible) ✬Your generous donation enables us at Living Lchaim to share uplifting messages globally, enrich lives, and foster positive change worldwide! Thank you!→  https://www.LivingLchaim.com/donateOur free call-in-to-listen feature is here:• USA: (605) 477-2100• UK: 0333-366-0154• ISRAEL: 079-579-5088Have a specific question? email us hi@livinglchaim.comWhatsApp us feedback and get first access to episodes: 914-222-5513Lchaim!

Send us fan responses! What if everything you understand about your relationship with "the system" is fundamentally backward? Don Kilam cuts through confusion with razor-sharp clarity in this eye-opening exploration of public trusts, private sovereignty, and the hidden mechanisms that govern our daily lives.The uncomfortable truth is that our everyday actions—using a Social Security number, registering vehicles, obtaining licenses, even paying utility bills—represent continued access to a public trust system most don't realize exists. "You're using it every day," Don explains, revealing how our labor provides the value that funds public trusts established through legislation. "Private creates public. Private family businesses create corporate America," he states, highlighting how government entities are ultimately controlled by private interests operating behind the scenes.Drawing from street wisdom and legal knowledge, Don challenges listeners to recognize their position as trustees rather than beneficiaries in this system. He breaks down why the "government name" concept matters, explaining that in America, "you can do business as whoever you want," yet most people never exercise this right because they don't understand trust law or contract law. This discussion previews themes from his forthcoming book "United States of Pimping," which bridges street culture insights with corporate realities.Ready to transform your understanding of sovereignty and reclaim your private life? Text PRIVATELIFE to 702-200-4900 to join Don's school or book a consultation. Remember that true prosperity is your divine birthright—but only when you understand the rules of the game being played around you.https://www.skool.com/donkilam/abouthttps://www.amazon.com/stores/Don-Kilam/author/B09J54V2ZD?ref=ap_rdr&isDramIntegrated=true&shoppingPortalEnabled=true&ccs_id=a626ae46-2ba5-4124-beee-27d01c771e34 https://www.skool.com/donkilam/abouthttps://www.amazon.com/stores/Don-Kilam/author/B09J54V2ZD?ref=ap_rdr&isDramIntegrated=true&shoppingPortalEnabled=true&ccs_id=a626ae46-2ba5-4124-beee-27d01c771e34Support the showhttps://donkilam.com

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Someone help me. What happened. What's good bro. I think deadmau5 is my cat. Nah. You're serious? I'm…deadfuckingnserious. What makes you think that? [cat is deadmau5] lol isn't it super torturous as fuck as a woman knowing All you really want is for like, one man to like , Just like you, But dudes are notorious for like— Never ever really being able to just ”like” one person? Like dudes like everyone They are notorious whoooores. The like everybody. The older I get like the worse it gets Like here's this guy I like And I pretty much mostly just like him But then like, Look at all these girls! Fuuuuck that! NICOLE BYER OH LOOK. ITS DUM-DUM! this is because I keep forgetting you, isn't it? NICOLE BYER Yes it IS. this might actually be my favorite part of the story. BLŪ is taking a shower when suddenly— NICOLE BYER appears out of nowhere. HEY DUM-DUM. JIMMY KIMMEL uses his newfound ability to time shift (not time travel, persay, but to alter many parallels of a given time) to undo joining a college fraternity. Also in the present nothing appears altered. This invisibly and almost even silently skews several multidimensional parallels into disarray. Unknowing st all of this, he seems content with his decision. Then again, he always seems sort of... JIMMY KIMMEL is quietly enjoying his fishing trip. Basking in the wonderful allone ness of solitude and silence, he uncaps a bottle of [insert product placement here] and takes a very hearty swig, letting out a super contended sigh. …content. It is a picturesque and perfect day; however, something seems off; just then, as he admires his first catch, hanging from the line over the bow, a GIANT SHARK appears out of the water, snapping up his catch and retreating into the abyss with a thunderous SPLASH. Dripping with dismay (and lots of water) JIMMY KIMMEL explodes with an equally thunderous rage. WHAT THE FUCK! He teeters, sopping wet to the edge of the boat, peering momentarily into the rippling water before he realizes it may not be safe, and in the same glimpse from the side of his squinted unrelentlessly still glistening eyes, realizes that this shark has knocked over and spilled his entire bottle of [insert product placement here] He confusedly and exasperatedly cries out and upward into the skies—. THIS IS A LAKE!!! Just a note to remember that I finally perfected my recipe for the absolute best vegan breakfast burrito just previously to writing this. It was delicious. Yes, it was. I— Oh, my god! Parallels, remember! No! (Suddenly eating a burrito) Your memory sucks! It has to. Isn't it all in the culture? I don't know what you're all on about Turned it all on, now i'm off, man Turned it all off, but I laid here for it– Tuned it around, And I payed her for it! How's That Now For an awful apocalypse All on the top of the grant And the ground And the landmine The top of the mountain The tip of the iceberg the tell of the tails And tails of the sweet custom made to order Suits and ties Of course don't rock the boat If you know its yours! JIMMY KIMMEL stares into the distance as baby shark blares over the common room television screen–he appears to be babysitting, but his look is so far off, you wouldn't know he was in the room. The baby shark song seems to drum up some uncomfortable memories from fishing over the weekend. He squints with disdain over the incident with a weary glean in his eyes; this is not something you discuss with other people. Isn't it all in the coat tails? It's toxic, but i've never been a model Or even wanted, so What are all the hot blondes at the office on about? You wanted the host of the talk show, And woke up to croissants and roses, orange juice and probable cause for your lawsuit, But in the moment you loved it So what's everyone on about? Isn't it all in the cufflinks? The stuff you don't tell to your home folks; The homegrown and midwestern corn folks, Discussing your show over corn flakes? So what's everyone on about? Let us just be honest, I didn't know how deep it was Until i opened up pandoras box, And thought, “What the fuck, I've found a horxcrux.” I've found a goldmine, I've got the fox and the hare all in one here, What a show host What a conundrum, What a construct, What a hopeless homonid What a heart to want nothing but To put the top Back on the box And walk away Unknowing all Of what I saw –Middle Days. There's no Tonight Show where I'm from No late night, And no radio hosts No television, no songs No one to lead us on And then to no where No one to cut us off Before the road opens No one to Stop us at the railroad enclosures And no one at all named Love Don't you know that the idea of all of you at all Is just so comfortable, mountain or a horse? Capable and strong? Don't you know the mold of you has sunk into my heart And formed a hole Where all the world will go, When i'm no longer mourning? Are you sure you want to– No. Not at all? I already did! But I saw this thing– Don't tell me about my death. But you were there. That's the thing, actually, you're not understanding– I wasn't. But– Quite possibly everyone and everything around me– Possibly even, or most probably, everything ever– But I promise, Jimmy, if that is even your name– It isn't– exactly. Everything happening–or unhappening in the moment– was everything but me. But– Goodbye! But– Goodbye, I said! I told you it was a deathtrap. That lady is crazy. I'm telling you, have faith! It makes sense. It doesn't make sense! It does make sense. It's just random–gibberish. Its absolutely ludicrous, Jimmy. She's crazy! You're youre right; it is ludicrous, actually, but listen to me— I'm finished listening. Yeah. I think i've heard about enough. But you haven't heard anything! I have now what I needed to know. But these writings… We'll take it from here, Jim. [The suits walk away.] I hope you're flame retardant. I ought to be by now, i guess. Double check your coverage. How'd that go. As expected. At least you expected it. There isn't anything around here I haven't been expecting lately. I mean. V.O. I've been working here for over twenty years… At least you're not being haunted by ghosts or anything. [The irony is in that yes, actually, he is talking to a ghost.] I get it (ripped apart) He's in the music away and carrying with it –you're on! A signal, A ghost– A sacrifice, A ritual, you're on again, Then off again The pitter patter of the dismissive members of Upper society, High ranking elitists And businussmen whom you admire astonishingly Despite discomfort, Whom, happen to no doubt Disapprove of you by nature And yet, Are also drawn To your own power Circumstance Judgement Morals Traditions Honors, Representatives of the establishment The state (no longer a democracy) Repression– All in writer's room revisions What happened? I haven't kept it safe or sacred One tear over Only out the left eye Listen, the marytr I opened a death trap I opened my widened mind To the unknown and impossible, Swallowed it whole with the lot of you I died with knowing only the lowest of the totem pole And yet, low and behold Now, I rise to the top, And such is known that without the bottom, The whole log topples over. Oh wow. I'm famous. Yes, and? It kind of hurts. Eventually that goes away. What a sensation. It's always there. You just stop feeling it. It lingers in on a sunday night, And at most on the full moon, no wolves howling; It sets in in the bunny ears atop the chatterbox In the kitchen, where It outshines us, from the other room On the radio tower, Where in time the vines have climbed And now flower bloom In silent golden era tunes, The tombs of all our knowledge and our light To fade with every passing hour here Goodnight, my son I do not want to know you Goodbye, my father, I do not want to rust And again I wake in the pain and lure of autumn To never known a summer song, And ponder on the dusk It lingers deep on Sunday evening, Setting hard on Monday morn, and though i write so fond of JImmy I dare often dream of Lorne Chapter Four Donovan Arnold was a lover and not a fighter. He never much had to come up against any kind of battle, either, because he was quite prone to always getting exactly what he wanted. Louis Greenworth was not merely a friendly rival—but a challenge, and the two came head to heat in various bouts and brawls in their time at The Summit, where most if not many collide with one another for fortune, and in gratitude that there they had been chosen for greater purpose. Something told me not too far on that Donovan had many to will and tricks up his sleeve without showing it, and in Louis's visions, he cautioned that I should be wary—although, in the rarer and flickering lights of Donovan's knowing and unknown, I should be careful of Louis and his corners. Then, there wasn't a force amongst us which would lightly convey Louis—his doings and his shadows were dark--which is why I had been fashioned to it, and the powerful man he was beared such a heavy weight on all the world around him that he was nothing less than a storm to weather in total. Then, Donovan was such the luck and clever, loving sprite, that his wit and charm was assuring to my embark; there was no way of truly ever waning in the way that Donovan had winged his way into the arrangement in his favor, but at the very least— disappointing his approval would gain no absolute pleasure beyond the astonishing dissonance of loyalty. Then, there were keepers surrounding the might and the truth of The force that the shadows could not bare— there were times and marks and truths beyond the summit that were merely a facet of the things in the beyond, and in the way that The Source rules over its keepers, and its knowings—there was hardly any way for the niceties of pride, judgment most often throwing its way between dear Donovan Arnold and I. There was no nose that could t smell the stench if the foul odor that the rot of betrayal had done. The way of Donovan was seeking to know, without keeping or honor of heart—and I could not withstand another deep wound in the pit of my own truth. They called him Donovan Arnold Palmer because he made a mean Long Island iced tea— which of course he attributed to his affluent east coast heritage, hailing from a long line of the posh and uptight standard boys and girls of the fools and good old days. A clean cut brown nose and absolute stickler for circumstance and dedication, his placement within these sacred places was vanity, first and foremost—and with a sense of tradition and pride he carried on in the way any man would, with great relief that the world didn't rest on his shoulders the way it did on Louis— then, nothing really rested on anyone the way it did in Louis Greenworth. chapter 5 The gifted saint of revelations “Did he hurt you?” I looked away without knowing where to look at all but down, my body aching with the waves of having been pressed and clutched against the spirals of time. The things I pretend not to know. “Who?” Genie seemed disappointed but still, patiently coaxing me with the comfort of his warmth— calling my eyes and looking deeply into the soul. I was petrified “What happened?”, he persists. “I don't know what your talking about.” , I mumble guiltily. He pauses for a moment as if he knows the depth of it— somewhere inside of me I know he knows, and behind me my mind is reeling and screaming, like a desperate unearthed fortune of unknown. Barely breathing, and shallow in the dark of the luminescence of the moonlight night, my loyalty overwhelms my pride and brotherhood. “What did he say?” Now his eyes fill with the pain and begging for the mercy of truth, as he whispers almost with a whimper, even in his strength and grace. In all those prayers not once had I even the ounce of nerve to think that he had uttered my name— now looking into him but huddled under him in heaps and ruins, I could not remember a time more when I wanted to disacknowledge the unknown and send a heap of words into the capes and canyons of his holy ears, though these things I knew for any time but especially this, I could never speak. “He who?” I can't wake up, I'm a rockstar Can't wash it off And I'm just so high on drugs That no matter the cost I just don't want to come down Don't want to want you anymore Relax. Think about it never or none And wonder what the world becomes when Weather tides and moon songs are no more Remember, then the dolphin And temperament to want what of course All of us covet But still, waking up in a dungeon. What a curse. Also, however What a cure, as you wander up The slithering road that parts Los Angeles from all the north of her Southern coast, If you want specifics The Pacific is at most And much admires Where you are, No matter how far you wander I want I want I want And I get I get I get I'm a rockstar. Maybe after all those times Being just the girl that all might have died to have been And getting mad over it You wake up to find yourself A stalker Who doesn't Leave the apartment And just watches the come up Of the songbird Who just wishes She had've gone To Harvard Not for law school But the arts, You know You lost a fortune That wasn't clever You wrote a hospital long report And look what you got! A suffix And later on an honorary doctorate But look at Letterman Hardly recognizable And after all The stopwatch just starts over at one Doesn't it Doesn't it? I'm a rockstar And what you wanted Was no subtle front But a surfboard and a ping pong table Writing your fables in the quiet of the night With the ocean steady lapping under the docks And not Collapsing her whole structure What a thunderous wave If you think it's time Then you haven't caved yet I offer all the pleasures of the golden science And as alchemy concerned Its really only valuable on this planet As it stands the liquid gold mines here Haven't budged an ounce— There's an overflow of all you've ever wanted With a pungent odor Or wrongdoing done And lemonade To pucker And to ponder over S'mores for supper, anyone? I thought not -KR. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project™ ] {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S: ICONS Tales of A Superstar DJ The Secret Life of Sunnï Blū Ascension Deathwish -Ū. Copyright © The Festival Project, Inc. ™ | Copyright The Complex Collective © 2019-2025 ™ All Rights Reserved. -Ū.

Someone help me. What happened. What's good bro. I think deadmau5 is my cat. Nah. You're serious? I'm…deadfuckingnserious. What makes you think that? [cat is deadmau5] lol isn't it super torturous as fuck as a woman knowing All you really want is for like, one man to like , Just like you, But dudes are notorious for like— Never ever really being able to just ”like” one person? Like dudes like everyone They are notorious whoooores. The like everybody. The older I get like the worse it gets Like here's this guy I like And I pretty much mostly just like him But then like, Look at all these girls! Fuuuuck that! NICOLE BYER OH LOOK. ITS DUM-DUM! this is because I keep forgetting you, isn't it? NICOLE BYER Yes it IS. this might actually be my favorite part of the story. BLŪ is taking a shower when suddenly— NICOLE BYER appears out of nowhere. HEY DUM-DUM. JIMMY KIMMEL uses his newfound ability to time shift (not time travel, persay, but to alter many parallels of a given time) to undo joining a college fraternity. Also in the present nothing appears altered. This invisibly and almost even silently skews several multidimensional parallels into disarray. Unknowing st all of this, he seems content with his decision. Then again, he always seems sort of... JIMMY KIMMEL is quietly enjoying his fishing trip. Basking in the wonderful allone ness of solitude and silence, he uncaps a bottle of [insert product placement here] and takes a very hearty swig, letting out a super contended sigh. …content. It is a picturesque and perfect day; however, something seems off; just then, as he admires his first catch, hanging from the line over the bow, a GIANT SHARK appears out of the water, snapping up his catch and retreating into the abyss with a thunderous SPLASH. Dripping with dismay (and lots of water) JIMMY KIMMEL explodes with an equally thunderous rage. WHAT THE FUCK! He teeters, sopping wet to the edge of the boat, peering momentarily into the rippling water before he realizes it may not be safe, and in the same glimpse from the side of his squinted unrelentlessly still glistening eyes, realizes that this shark has knocked over and spilled his entire bottle of [insert product placement here] He confusedly and exasperatedly cries out and upward into the skies—. THIS IS A LAKE!!! Just a note to remember that I finally perfected my recipe for the absolute best vegan breakfast burrito just previously to writing this. It was delicious. Yes, it was. I— Oh, my god! Parallels, remember! No! (Suddenly eating a burrito) Your memory sucks! It has to. Isn't it all in the culture? I don't know what you're all on about Turned it all on, now i'm off, man Turned it all off, but I laid here for it– Tuned it around, And I payed her for it! How's That Now For an awful apocalypse All on the top of the grant And the ground And the landmine The top of the mountain The tip of the iceberg the tell of the tails And tails of the sweet custom made to order Suits and ties Of course don't rock the boat If you know its yours! JIMMY KIMMEL stares into the distance as baby shark blares over the common room television screen–he appears to be babysitting, but his look is so far off, you wouldn't know he was in the room. The baby shark song seems to drum up some uncomfortable memories from fishing over the weekend. He squints with disdain over the incident with a weary glean in his eyes; this is not something you discuss with other people. Isn't it all in the coat tails? It's toxic, but i've never been a model Or even wanted, so What are all the hot blondes at the office on about? You wanted the host of the talk show, And woke up to croissants and roses, orange juice and probable cause for your lawsuit, But in the moment you loved it So what's everyone on about? Isn't it all in the cufflinks? The stuff you don't tell to your home folks; The homegrown and midwestern corn folks, Discussing your show over corn flakes? So what's everyone on about? Let us just be honest, I didn't know how deep it was Until i opened up pandoras box, And thought, “What the fuck, I've found a horxcrux.” I've found a goldmine, I've got the fox and the hare all in one here, What a show host What a conundrum, What a construct, What a hopeless homonid What a heart to want nothing but To put the top Back on the box And walk away Unknowing all Of what I saw –Middle Days. There's no Tonight Show where I'm from No late night, And no radio hosts No television, no songs No one to lead us on And then to no where No one to cut us off Before the road opens No one to Stop us at the railroad enclosures And no one at all named Love Don't you know that the idea of all of you at all Is just so comfortable, mountain or a horse? Capable and strong? Don't you know the mold of you has sunk into my heart And formed a hole Where all the world will go, When i'm no longer mourning? Are you sure you want to– No. Not at all? I already did! But I saw this thing– Don't tell me about my death. But you were there. That's the thing, actually, you're not understanding– I wasn't. But– Quite possibly everyone and everything around me– Possibly even, or most probably, everything ever– But I promise, Jimmy, if that is even your name– It isn't– exactly. Everything happening–or unhappening in the moment– was everything but me. But– Goodbye! But– Goodbye, I said! I told you it was a deathtrap. That lady is crazy. I'm telling you, have faith! It makes sense. It doesn't make sense! It does make sense. It's just random–gibberish. Its absolutely ludicrous, Jimmy. She's crazy! You're youre right; it is ludicrous, actually, but listen to me— I'm finished listening. Yeah. I think i've heard about enough. But you haven't heard anything! I have now what I needed to know. But these writings… We'll take it from here, Jim. [The suits walk away.] I hope you're flame retardant. I ought to be by now, i guess. Double check your coverage. How'd that go. As expected. At least you expected it. There isn't anything around here I haven't been expecting lately. I mean. V.O. I've been working here for over twenty years… At least you're not being haunted by ghosts or anything. [The irony is in that yes, actually, he is talking to a ghost.] I get it (ripped apart) He's in the music away and carrying with it –you're on! A signal, A ghost– A sacrifice, A ritual, you're on again, Then off again The pitter patter of the dismissive members of Upper society, High ranking elitists And businussmen whom you admire astonishingly Despite discomfort, Whom, happen to no doubt Disapprove of you by nature And yet, Are also drawn To your own power Circumstance Judgement Morals Traditions Honors, Representatives of the establishment The state (no longer a democracy) Repression– All in writer's room revisions What happened? I haven't kept it safe or sacred One tear over Only out the left eye Listen, the marytr I opened a death trap I opened my widened mind To the unknown and impossible, Swallowed it whole with the lot of you I died with knowing only the lowest of the totem pole And yet, low and behold Now, I rise to the top, And such is known that without the bottom, The whole log topples over. Oh wow. I'm famous. Yes, and? It kind of hurts. Eventually that goes away. What a sensation. It's always there. You just stop feeling it. It lingers in on a sunday night, And at most on the full moon, no wolves howling; It sets in in the bunny ears atop the chatterbox In the kitchen, where It outshines us, from the other room On the radio tower, Where in time the vines have climbed And now flower bloom In silent golden era tunes, The tombs of all our knowledge and our light To fade with every passing hour here Goodnight, my son I do not want to know you Goodbye, my father, I do not want to rust And again I wake in the pain and lure of autumn To never known a summer song, And ponder on the dusk It lingers deep on Sunday evening, Setting hard on Monday morn, and though i write so fond of JImmy I dare often dream of Lorne Chapter Four Donovan Arnold was a lover and not a fighter. He never much had to come up against any kind of battle, either, because he was quite prone to always getting exactly what he wanted. Louis Greenworth was not merely a friendly rival—but a challenge, and the two came head to heat in various bouts and brawls in their time at The Summit, where most if not many collide with one another for fortune, and in gratitude that there they had been chosen for greater purpose. Something told me not too far on that Donovan had many to will and tricks up his sleeve without showing it, and in Louis's visions, he cautioned that I should be wary—although, in the rarer and flickering lights of Donovan's knowing and unknown, I should be careful of Louis and his corners. Then, there wasn't a force amongst us which would lightly convey Louis—his doings and his shadows were dark--which is why I had been fashioned to it, and the powerful man he was beared such a heavy weight on all the world around him that he was nothing less than a storm to weather in total. Then, Donovan was such the luck and clever, loving sprite, that his wit and charm was assuring to my embark; there was no way of truly ever waning in the way that Donovan had winged his way into the arrangement in his favor, but at the very least— disappointing his approval would gain no absolute pleasure beyond the astonishing dissonance of loyalty. Then, there were keepers surrounding the might and the truth of The force that the shadows could not bare— there were times and marks and truths beyond the summit that were merely a facet of the things in the beyond, and in the way that The Source rules over its keepers, and its knowings—there was hardly any way for the niceties of pride, judgment most often throwing its way between dear Donovan Arnold and I. There was no nose that could t smell the stench if the foul odor that the rot of betrayal had done. The way of Donovan was seeking to know, without keeping or honor of heart—and I could not withstand another deep wound in the pit of my own truth. They called him Donovan Arnold Palmer because he made a mean Long Island iced tea— which of course he attributed to his affluent east coast heritage, hailing from a long line of the posh and uptight standard boys and girls of the fools and good old days. A clean cut brown nose and absolute stickler for circumstance and dedication, his placement within these sacred places was vanity, first and foremost—and with a sense of tradition and pride he carried on in the way any man would, with great relief that the world didn't rest on his shoulders the way it did on Louis— then, nothing really rested on anyone the way it did in Louis Greenworth. chapter 5 The gifted saint of revelations “Did he hurt you?” I looked away without knowing where to look at all but down, my body aching with the waves of having been pressed and clutched against the spirals of time. The things I pretend not to know. “Who?” Genie seemed disappointed but still, patiently coaxing me with the comfort of his warmth— calling my eyes and looking deeply into the soul. I was petrified “What happened?”, he persists. “I don't know what your talking about.” , I mumble guiltily. He pauses for a moment as if he knows the depth of it— somewhere inside of me I know he knows, and behind me my mind is reeling and screaming, like a desperate unearthed fortune of unknown. Barely breathing, and shallow in the dark of the luminescence of the moonlight night, my loyalty overwhelms my pride and brotherhood. “What did he say?” Now his eyes fill with the pain and begging for the mercy of truth, as he whispers almost with a whimper, even in his strength and grace. In all those prayers not once had I even the ounce of nerve to think that he had uttered my name— now looking into him but huddled under him in heaps and ruins, I could not remember a time more when I wanted to disacknowledge the unknown and send a heap of words into the capes and canyons of his holy ears, though these things I knew for any time but especially this, I could never speak. “He who?” I can't wake up, I'm a rockstar Can't wash it off And I'm just so high on drugs That no matter the cost I just don't want to come down Don't want to want you anymore Relax. Think about it never or none And wonder what the world becomes when Weather tides and moon songs are no more Remember, then the dolphin And temperament to want what of course All of us covet But still, waking up in a dungeon. What a curse. Also, however What a cure, as you wander up The slithering road that parts Los Angeles from all the north of her Southern coast, If you want specifics The Pacific is at most And much admires Where you are, No matter how far you wander I want I want I want And I get I get I get I'm a rockstar. Maybe after all those times Being just the girl that all might have died to have been And getting mad over it You wake up to find yourself A stalker Who doesn't Leave the apartment And just watches the come up Of the songbird Who just wishes She had've gone To Harvard Not for law school But the arts, You know You lost a fortune That wasn't clever You wrote a hospital long report And look what you got! A suffix And later on an honorary doctorate But look at Letterman Hardly recognizable And after all The stopwatch just starts over at one Doesn't it Doesn't it? I'm a rockstar And what you wanted Was no subtle front But a surfboard and a ping pong table Writing your fables in the quiet of the night With the ocean steady lapping under the docks And not Collapsing her whole structure What a thunderous wave If you think it's time Then you haven't caved yet I offer all the pleasures of the golden science And as alchemy concerned Its really only valuable on this planet As it stands the liquid gold mines here Haven't budged an ounce— There's an overflow of all you've ever wanted With a pungent odor Or wrongdoing done And lemonade To pucker And to ponder over S'mores for supper, anyone? I thought not -KR. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project™ ] {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S: ICONS Tales of A Superstar DJ The Secret Life of Sunnï Blū Ascension Deathwish -Ū. Copyright © The Festival Project, Inc. ™ | Copyright The Complex Collective © 2019-2025 ™ All Rights Reserved. -Ū.

It's Watermelon Smash week! The boys break down all of the key elements to watch for in Saturday's home battle with the Saskarchewan Roughriders. The CFL on TSN's Glen Suitor stops by for a preview and recaps a crazy weekend in Regina with the weather delays. Suits also discusses a hot start by the Calgary Stampeders in what is shaping up to be a crazy battle in the West. We wrap it all up with BCLC's Between the Lines with Cam Tucker as Nathan Rourke's MOP odds are shifting once again! TIMESTAMPS: 0:31 – Week 6 at Edmonton recap 14:58 - Glen Suitor Interview 34:32 - Week 7 vs. Saskatchewan preview 48:34 - Between the Lines with PlayNow

This month brings the fiftieth anniversary of the tragic murders of members of The Miami Showband. This band, drawing its members from both sides of the border, was a defining part of the showband scene that withstood the changing musical tastes of the country from one decade into the next. Where did the Showband Scene come from, and what were its lasting impacts on music in Dublin and beyond?

In this episode of "Ditch the Suits," Travis Maus, CEO of S.E.E.D. Planning Group, and guest Jessica Blake, a Senior Wealth Manager, explore the concept of financial freedom beyond just accumulating wealth. They discuss common misconceptions, emphasizing that financial freedom is not merely about being rich but understanding and prioritizing one's financial situation. Jess shares insights on the importance of planning, owning your financial reality, and the steps to achieve long-term success. The conversation also touches on the role of financial advisors, the pitfalls of over-collecting financial products, and the significance of having a clear financial path. Whether you're in debt or have amassed wealth, this episode offers valuable perspectives on achieving true financial freedom.

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JIMMY KIMMEL uses his newfound ability to time shift (not time travel, persay, but to alter many parallels of a given time) to undo joining a college fraternity. Also in the present nothing appears altered. This invisibly and almost even silently skews several multidimensional parallels into disarray. Unknowing st all of this, he seems content with his decision. Then again, he always seems sort of... JIMMY KIMMEL is quietly enjoying his fishing trip. Basking in the wonderful allone ness of solitude and silence, he uncaps a bottle of [insert product placement here] and takes a very hearty swig, letting out a super contended sigh. …content. It is a pictures and perfect day; however, something seems off; just then, as he admires his first catch, hanging from the line over the bow, a GIANT SHARK appears out of the water, snapping up his catch and retreating into the abyss with a thunderous SPLASH. Dripping with dismay (and lots of water) JIMMY KIMMEL explodes with an equally thunderous rage. WHAT THE FUCK! He teeters, sopping wet to the edge of the boat, peering momentarily into the rippling water before he realizes it may not be safe, and in the same glimpse from the side of his squinted unrelentlessly still glistening eyes, realizes that this shark has knocked over and spilled his entire bottle of [insert product placement here] He confusedly and exasperatedly cries out and upward into the skies— THIS IS A LAKE!!! Just a note to remember that I finally perfected my recipe for the absolute best vegan breakfast burrito just previously to writing this. It was delicious. Yes, it was. I— Oh, my god! Parallels, remember! No! (Suddenly eating a burrito) Your memory sucks! It has to. Isn't it all in the culture? I don't know what you're all on about Turned it all on, now i'm off, man Turned it all off, but I laid here for it– Tuned it around, And I payed her for it! How's That Now For an awful apocalypse All on the top of the grant And the ground And the landmine The top of the mountain The tip of the iceberg the tell of the tails And tails of the sweet custom made to order Suits and ties Of course don't rock the boat If you know its yours! JIMMY KIMMEL stares into the distance as baby shark blares over the common room television screen–he appears to be babysitting, but his look is so far off, you wouldn't know he was in the room. The baby shark song seems to drum up some uncomfortable memories from fishing over the weekend. He squints with disdain over the incident with a weary glean in his eyes; this is not something you discuss with other people. Isn't it all in the coat tails? It's toxic, but i've never been a model Or even wanted, so What are all the hot blondes at the office on about? You wanted the host of the talk show, And woke up to croissants and roses, orange juice and probable cause for your lawsuit, But in the moment you loved it So what's everyone on about? Isn't it all in the cufflinks? The stuff you don't tell to your home folks; The homegrown and midwestern corn folks, Discussing your show over corn flakes? So what's everyone on about? Let us just be honest, I didn't know how deep it was Until i opened up pandoras box, And thought, “What the fuck, I've found a horxcrux.” I've found a goldmine, I've got the fox and the hare all in one here, What a show host What a conundrum, What a construct, What a hopeless homonid What a heart to want nothing but To put the top Back on the box And walk away Unknowing all Of what I saw –Middle Days. There's no Tonight Show where I'm from No late night, And no radio hosts No television, no songs No one to lead us on And then to no where No one to cut us off Before the road opens No one to Stop us at the railroad enclosures And no one at all named Love Don't you know that the idea of all of you at all Is just so comfortable, mountain or a horse? Capable and strong? Don't you know the mold of you has sunk into my heart And formed a hole Where all the world will go, When i'm no longer mourning? Are you sure you want to– No. Not at all? I already did! But I saw this thing– Don't tell me about my death. But you were there. That's the thing, actually, you're not understanding– I wasn't. But– Quite possibly everyone and everything around me– Possibly even, or most probably, everything ever– But I promise, Jimmy, if that is even your name– It isn't– exactly. Everything happening–or unhappening in the moment– was everything but me. But– Goodbye! But– Goodbye, I said! I told you it was a deathtrap. That lady is crazy. I'm telling you, have faith! It makes sense. It doesn't make sense! It does make sense. It's just random–gibberish. Its absolutely ludicrous, Jimmy. She's crazy! You're youre right; it is ludicrous, actually, but listen to me— I'm finished listening. Yeah. I think i've heard about enough. But you haven't heard anything! I have now what I needed to know. But these writings… We'll take it from here, Jim. [The suits walk away.] I hope you're flame retardant. I ought to be by now, i guess. Double check your coverage. How'd that go. As expected. At least you expected it. There isn't anything around here I haven't been expecting lately. I mean. V.O. I've been working here for over twenty years… At least you're not being haunted by ghosts or anything. [The irony is in that yes, actually, he is talking to a ghost.] I get it (ripped apart) He's in the music away and carrying with it –you're on! A signal, A ghost– A sacrifice, A ritual, you're on again, Then off again The pitter patter of the dismissive members of Upper society, High ranking elitists And businussmen whom you admire astonishingly Despite discomfort, Whom, happen to no doubt Disapprove of you by nature And yet, Are also drawn To your own power Circumstance Judgement Morals Traditions Honors, Representatives of the establishment The state (no longer a democracy) Repression– All in writer's room revisions What happened? I haven't kept it safe or sacred One tear over Only out the left eye Listen, the marytr I opened a death trap I opened my widened mind To the unknown and impossible, Swallowed it whole with the lot of you I died with knowing only the lowest of the totem pole And yet, low and behold Now, I rise to the top, And such is known that without the bottom, The whole log topples over. Oh wow. I'm famous. Yes, and? It kind of hurts. Eventually that goes away. What a sensation. It's always there. You just stop feeling it. It lingers in on a sunday night, And at most on the full moon, no wolves howling; It sets in in the bunny ears atop the chatterbox In the kitchen, where It outshines us, from the other room On the radio tower, Where in time the vines have climbed And now flower bloom In silent golden era tunes, The tombs of all our knowledge and our light To fade with every passing hour here Goodnight, my son I do not want to know you Goodbye, my father, I do not want to rust And again I wake in the pain and lure of autumn To never known a summer song, And ponder on the dusk It lingers deep on Sunday evening, Setting hard on Monday morn, and though i write so fond of JImmy I dare often dream of Lorne Chapter Four Donovan Arnold was a lover and not a fighter. He never much had too come up against any kind of battle, either, because he was quite prone to always getting exactly what he wanted. Louis Greenworth was not merely a friendly rival—but a challenge, and the two came head to heat in various bouts and brawls in their time at The Summit, where most if not many collide with one another for fortune, and in gratitude that there they had been chosen for greater purpose. Something told me not too far on that Donovan had many to will and ticks up his sleeve without showing it, and in Louis's visions, he cautioned that I should be wary—although, in the rarer and flickering lights of Donovan's knowing and unknown, I should be csrefyl of Louis and his corners. Then, there wasn't a force amongst us which would lightly convey Louis—his doings and his shadows were dark/-which is why I had been fashioned to it, and the powerful man he was beared such a heavy weight on all the world around him that he was nothing less than a storm to weather in total. Then, Donovan was such the luck and clever, loving sprite, that his wit and charm was assuring to my embark; there was no way of truly ever waning in the way that Donovan had winged his way into the arrangement in his favor, but at the very least— disappointing his approval would gain no absolute pleasure beyond the astonishing dissonance of loyalty. Then, there were keepers surrounding the might and the truth if The force that the shadows could not bare— thee were times and marks and truths beyond the summit that were merely a facet of the things in the beyond, and in the way that The Source rules over its keepers, and its knowings—there was hardly any way for the nicities of pride, judgment most often throwing its way between dear Donovan Arnold and I. There was no nose that could t smell the stench if the foul odor that the rot of betrayal had done. The way of Donovan was seeking to know, without keeping or honor of heart—and I could not withstand another deep wound in the pit of my own truth. They called him Donovan Arnold Palmer because he made a mean Long Island iced tea— which of course he attributed to his affient east coast heritage, hailing from a long line of the posh and uptight standard boys and girls of the fools old days. A clean cut brown nose and absolute stickler for circumstance and dedication, his placement within these sacred places was vanity, first and foremost—and with a sense of tradition and pride he carried on in the way any man would, with great relief that the world didn't rest on his shoulders the way it did on Louis— then, nothing really rested on anyone the way it did in Louis Greenworth. chapter 5 The gifted saint of revelations “Did he hurt you?” I looked away without knowing where to look at all but down, my body aching with the waves of having been pressed and clutched against the spirals of time. The things I pretend not to know. “Who?” Genie seemed disappointed but still, patiently coaxing me with the comfort of his warmth— calling my eyes and looking deeply into the soul. I was petrified “What happened?”, he persists. “I don't know what your talking about.” , I mumble guiltily. He pauses for a moment as if he knows the depth of it— somewhere inside of me I know he knows, and behind me my mind is reeling and screaming, like a desperate unearthed fortune of unknown. Barely breathing, and shallow in the dark of the luminescence of the moonlight night, my loyalty overwhelms my pride and brotherhood. “What did he say?” Now his eyes fill with the pain and begging for the mercy of truth, as he whispers almost with a whimper, even in his strength and grace. In all those prayers not once had I even the ounce of nerve to think that he had uttered my name— now looking into him but huddled under him in heaps and ruins, I could not remember a time more when I wanted to disacknowlege the unknown and send a heap of words into the capes and canyons of his holy ears, though these things I knew for any time but especially this, I could never speak. “He who?” I can't wake up, I'm a rockstar Can't wash it off And I'm just so high on drugs That no matter the cost I just don't want to come down Don't want to want you anymore Relax. Think about it never or none And wonder what the world becomes when Weather tides and moon songs are no more Remember, then the dolphin And temperment to want what of course All of us covet But still, waking up in a dungeon. What a curse. Also, however What a cure, as you wander up The slithering road that parts Los Angeles from all the north of her Southern coast, If you want specifics The Pacific is at most And much admires Where you are, No matter how far you wander I want I want I want And I get I get I get I'm a rockstar. Maybe after all those times Being just the girl that all might have died to have been And getting mad over it You wake up to find yourself A stalker Who doesn't Leave the apartment And just watches the come up Of the songbird Who just wishes She had've gone To Harvard Not for law school But the arts, You know You lost a fortune That wasn't clever You wrote a hospital long report And look what you got! A suffix And later on an honorary doctorate But look at Letterman Hardly recognizable And after all The stopwatch just starts over at one Doesn't it Doesn't it? I'm a rockstar And what you wanted Was no subtle front But a surfboard and a ping pong table Writing your fables in the quiet of the night With the ocean steady lapping under the docks And not Collapsing her whole structure What a thunderous wave If you think it's time Then you haven't caved yet I offer all the pleasures of the golden science And as alchemy concerned Its really only valuable on this planet As it stands the liquid gold mines here Haven't budged an ounce— There's an overflow of all you've ever wanted With a pungent odor Or wrongdoing done And lemonade To pucker And to ponder over S'mores for supper, anyone? I thought not -KR. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project™ ] {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S: ICONS Tales of A Superstar DJ The Secret Life of Sunnï Blū Ascension Deathwish -Ū. Copyright © The Festival Project, Inc. ™ | Copyright The Complex Collective © 2019-2025 ™ All Rights Reserved. -Ū. DJ NAMES: -Ū. | Happy Accidents! [H∆!], c o l o r s, Uptown A GENRE TAGS: ACID, ELECTRONIC, EXPERIMENTAL, DANCE, DUBSTEP DESCRIPTION: Prepare for sonic seismic activity! "Freaky Fridays" with the enigmatic -Ū. is about to detonate on the airwaves, bringing you the biggest bass explosion since the Big Bang itself! Climb aboard the mothership every Friday from 11 AM to 1 PM and launch your weekend into orbit with a mind-bending blend of clever soundwaves and subterranean bass frequencies that stretch from infinity and beyond. Forget the surface – the sound of the underground is pure fire and untamed heat with DJ -Ū. at the helm. This mononymous maestro, sometimes materializing under the mysterious and mesmerizing aliases Happy Accidents, c o l o r s, or even the warehouse tycoon Uptown A, is a sonic enigma. Though a Californian beach bum at heart, with a soul steeped in ocean vibes and sunshine, this DJ has found a home for her dance-fueled chaos in the industrial heartland of dance music, Brooklyn. Get ready for a swift punch of chaotic wonder as -Ū. seamlessly blends the Hollywood movie magic of her homeland – think swaying palms and suave vibes – with the gritty twists and turns from the bunkers of bass music: dubstep, UK garage, techno, new wave, drum-n-bass, and genre-bending mind-fluxes that defy categorization. But wait: There's More! -Ū. isn't just about the bass. This sonic time traveler digs deep into generations of music history, unearthing classic rock anthems, psychedelic soundscapes, trance-inducing rhythms, and those precious b-sides and rarities – forgotten gems from the stage, silver screen, and even the epic realms of fantasy, action, and adventure from blockbuster hits to obscure and insane. -Ū. is a one-of-a-kind Pandora's record box, unleashing a thrilling mix of sonic atrocities and unexpected delights – the sounds you didn't know you were craving. So, relax, strap in, and prepare for a sweet ride filled with magic, wonder, and jaw-dropping surprises as this time-traveling tycoon hits the radio waves with the freakiest, Friday-est, no-holds-barred, anything-goes sound the world has been waiting to hear! Tune in every Friday from 11 AM to 1 PM for literally 'whatever, man.' with your affectionate Captain, Blū Tha Gürū (-Ū.), and keep your ears peeled for guest appearances by [Any Alias Whatsoever.] Peace + Love. FREAKY FRIDAY 005. LIVE Originally Aired July 11th, 2025 Brooklyn, New York

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Send us a textMilitary standards are shifting once again, and the Air Force community is buzzing with strong opinions. In this candid discussion, we unpack the recent changes to dress and appearance regulations that have many service members questioning both the what and the why behind these decisions.The conversation dives deep into three major changes: the banning of eyelash extensions that were previously permitted, the requirement for all combat boots to measure 8-12 inches in height (eliminating popular low-quarter tactical-style options), and the mandate that all officers maintain at least one Operational Camouflage Pattern uniform. Our hosts break down each change from varying perspectives, exploring not just the practical implications but the deeper questions about military culture these modifications reveal.What makes this episode particularly compelling is how it captures the tension between uniformity and self-expression in today's military. Female service members share how eyelash extensions allowed them to maintain femininity within uniform constraints, while discussions about flight suits expose unspoken hierarchies between career fields. The passionate debate around religious accommodations for beards further illuminates questions about consistency in standards and what types of exceptions truly make sense.The conversation doesn't shy away from tough questions: Are these changes addressing real readiness concerns? Why does the pendulum of military standards swing so dramatically between administrations? And perhaps most importantly, how should changes to long-standing norms be communicated to maintain trust and buy-in from those affected?Whether you're currently serving, a veteran, or simply interested in military culture, this episode provides a fascinating window into how seemingly small uniform changes reflect much larger questions about identity, leadership, and what it means to serve in today's armed forces. Join us as we navigate these waters with honesty, humor, and respect for differing viewpoints.What changes do you think truly impact military effectiveness? Share your thoughts in the comments or visit streamlabs.com/unpopularcelebrities3/tip to support more conversations like this one.

Catch up on all the news with me! The latest on Diddy, Kanye & the civil suits, Ghislaine wants a pardon, Gavin Newsom's California & more..Watch on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Dkv1be4XVQEpisode Notes:https://www.scribd.com/document/745204781/LAUREN-PISCIOTTA-VS-KANYE-WESThttps://variety.com/2025/music/news/kanye-west-accused-sexual-battery-sex-trafficking-ex-assistant-1236451887/https://www.courtlistener.com/docket/66672526/united-states-v-maxwell/https://nypost.com/2025/07/11/us-news/10-illegal-migrant-kids-found-at-california-pot-farm-as-feds-launch-child-labor-probe/ Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

The best episode of the season! It's time for the girls to reflect back on Season 8 as the end draws near. Maggie missed the mark on her Season 8 predictions but she's feeling great about the final season and lays it all out on the table in prediction town. The girls nominate their favorite briefs for the Briefy Award and recognize where they can do better by nominating the worst breifs for the Boxer Award. And of course this PBBB episode wouldn't be complete with out some really embarssing bloopers with special guest Kyle! (Maggie's husband/Amanda's brother).  Ony one more season of SUITS. Time flies when you're rewatching and recapping procedural law dramas that debuted in 2011!  For all things OSF, visit onlysuitsfans.com 

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Actor Neal McDonough | The Brett Allan Show | "Skill House" www.brettallan.com for more! Watch here! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PEekyAxAd2s&t=1063s Ten influencers are lured into a content house and forced to compete in social media challenges, because in Skillhouse, clout isn't just currency, it's survival. Neal McDonough is an American actor, producer, and writer from Dorchester, Massachusetts. He's known for his supporting and character roles in TV shows and films, including Desperate Housewives (2008–2009), Suits (2014–2019), Yellowstone (2019), Minority Report (2002), and Street Fighter: The Legend of Chun-Li (2009). He also played Lieutenant Lynn "Buck" Compton in the HBO miniseries Band of Brothers and Lieutenant Hawk in Star Trek: First Contact. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

In this episode of the National Land Podcast, host Mac Christian sits down with Richard Cook and Madison Durkin of Ag Lending Group, a Phoenix-based agricultural lending firm with deep roots in farming and finance. From surviving debt during the Carter-era interest rate hikes to advising distressed ranchers across the country, Richard shares the hard-earned wisdom behind the group's mission: flexible, relationship-driven lending for real ag operations. Madison discusses generational land transitions, the power of advisory lending, and how their firm helps clients build a future on rural land, whether they're inheriting the family farm, launching a hobby orchard, or saving a multi-state cattle operation. Their motto, "No suits, no ties, no lies," isn't just a slogan; it's a business model that favors integrity, grit, and practical know-how over polished sales pitches. They discuss: How A Lending Group started from farming roots What differentiates their lending approach from banks and private equity Stories of saving struggling operations from foreclosure How they structure ag land loans and what flexibility really means The rise of inherited farmland and how it works with the next generation National lending reach, with clients from California to the Carolinas Why they only get paid if they close the deal Whether you're running a dairy, managing inherited land, or financing your dream orchard, this conversation is packed with actionable insights and real-world stories from the frontlines of ag lending. Contact the Ag Lending Group https://www.aglendinggroup.com/   Buy, Sell, Lease, or Auction Land https://www.nationalland.com 

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I been bad I'm a dog Woof woof I'm dog I been bad I'm a dog Jesus Christ (i been bad) I was right (I'm a dog) I should probably watch my fuckin thoughts (I'm a dog) i got beef (ruff ruff) I got sauce Run along I got lost I should probably watch my thoughts Go to town, I was wrong Brush it off I'm a process Holler if you want But my collar got a concept Don't you call my phone I should cut the fucker off Gotta member Jon as i bite the toblerone hey Cut it off Hollywood Talk in code I should probably cut her off But the honor On thy father And thy mother Got a couple corn breads I should cut them off bro I got a woof of dog's breath Pick another card I been bad I'm a dog I been bad I'm a dog I been bad I'm a dog I been bad He's headless, He's headless He's entirely invisible Oh even this is making sense In symmetry; Oh, even this is interesting Even a Syncronicy Look here, look here He's invisible, even inevitable Even invincible He's no longer headless, He's all suit and tie now This was the news, But it might be a noose And I'm starting to die, now Loosen the strings, please Free fall apostrophe, re I'm not dumb, I'm just sick of you all. Enjoying my title As long as it lasts And I'm finally learning The falcon, the falcon Finally, something to keep I want the sauce, not the Viking The lodestones And not the gossip. I want no possibility of interaction at all I need a recovery Every day at the gym but the vampires lurking? Come on. I had a right to m procure me a peloton One for the arms, And one for the armor And sweet chili broccoli And amour, And amour I wish I could die and not rot again Under the circumstance Digging my coffin up, Then burning it. I got comfortable with earthworms And learning my heritage Stolen culture But still nothing sucks more than Literature, authoritarian authors And arthritis Here, write this Shure, chuck forward Lean back in your device and Conspire to write us a Kill us, why don't you I went back to dartford And Dartmouth and Where is it I'm going for the tower? Just duck, it's a bomb shower Interesting creatures, I gather Remind me why we're blowing them up again. You can try to scare her out All you want But the modern world is so wrong that God stops talking And I stop opening up For the monsters Won't you Just turn the clocks back Don't turn the power off I hold more value here Than all of us totaled up On the block Put together I trained myself out of slavery, But I promise not to teach the other mongrels Not to constipate the other world With solutions Now, dear Don't you want to Stratosphere Status and all that Sit and won't you Read us a poem? No, AI can't write like this But I can I hold the man up for ransom For damaging my anthrax You heard! I'm not as impossible as my apostles Imbicils Now where was I? Nowhere those others ought to be; I set fires after walking amongst them three days With my heart out Carrying all like sponges The sickness and curses of the earth's world upon us Flowerbeds of styrofoam Products with logos plastered on us To be quite frank, Franklin It burns the heart out Starting at the eyes And ending in an oven fire Are you out the apartment! Of course, conservative, I barter Wouldn't it be funny to see me Dying, skid across the sidewalk in Los Angeles With no one at all Blabbering about my heart Or whatever Over cardboard How about that, Los Angeles? Your dog goes to a borders As you're on tour But I've been pushing shopping carts Waiting for the rainstorm to take a shower Praying for the big wave To wash us all out So my Beachfront property Comes down to market value And I buy it on my food stamps How are ye? Bad, doctor I've run away again And the rabbit calls me Alice But I promise, I let half life's over Hours when I washed my socks on Harpists I'm pissed off like you want me, I promise But I'm no political revolution at all Until I'm murdered by my own gun Then someone might bark— I meant borders for books And you love your dog more than my person So I love your dog more as a conciousness To you I'm nothing To him, I'm possible love What a remarkable mirror We cancel out each other You love your dog more than me I love your dog more than I love you I'm sure of it, Then, I'm an afterthought And because I'm an afterthought, I chose your dog Rather than to be shamed For looking However your eyes saw me; I never saw you I saw your dog. What a wonderful talisman; Wag the tail a bit. What's up with you and the hosts? I don't know, but I'm 30 years old And it got hard and dark, And I'm dark skinned with odd thoughts, And I find this all remarkable enough Not to remark I think the networks are testing my malleble I think there's someone stopping my unstoppable I think they're trying to shame me for Fallon But honestly, after that You all can have him Is fandom is rampant, I call it a Skrillex, I showed them a four sided photo box Made of mirrors And I'm nearsided And fightsighted And heart spoiled And notes ransom And really trying to hide in New York is like Calling closing your eyes Being blind “I can't see.” I want to die And hope no one remembers me Or else I might end up Like poor Johnny Conformity and control Is that all you folks want Believe it or not I'm on your side With a golden aura Warning you not to shoot Or I might go again Forming to something You love even less Than us poorer dark folks With imperfect bodies Something you loathe even more Than the robots you worship More than the words That you made up And the forgot More than the poles apart You continue to blow up I'm in the neon galaxy in tirades or glass With my arms up shouting, “I'm an immortal, You shoot, I'll grow stronger!” You put the devil in my neighbor for what? But I write stronger Right wing You out the devil in my mailbox The devil in the eye of the beholder And I behold nothing Longer I live in a trash can Not one symbol purchased But all I have Is all that I found in a dumpster And all that I do for love And still no love loves her I swore I had a cat here somewhere Look, you better catch her! Rabbis possum wombat Who bred that catastrophic Had to happen in captivity Monsters Who are I now? Monumental Don't want to go to the trap and be laughed at Don't want to run Because I can't stand you Don't want to Look, I'm in lockdown But how many of us now are hassled By the same land grant? How many terrorists we're hired Just to make me die And still I wonder What the taste of water Is like All I've got are these Vestibules Miniscule And still you were seeking to survive our wrath Despite the many times I warned you To find another planet to destroy with Apartheid? Still I warned you to go ahead and die Because there is no safe as shadows watch Close shaves and cameras eye I was designed to want But never touch you Now that's a knife I'm happy to run across this artery Due in part to the wife And a life otherwise lived Just to die Over and over With no shock value And no portal Past a world where Again, I become No longer wanted It has been long since love And so long in fact I almost forgot what love is Until, In the eye of a dog, I was And washed over my body in birds, Trained to seek, But not to find The wanderlust in Pendergrass Or, are you still a serpent Serive past And all I want are tropics Cool winds Clear waves Surfboards No politics, No lovers, Suits and ties Chatterboxes Silver screens or silver foxes The dye captures Soon I lost a son Who doesn't know a mother There it goes again Business cards or care packages? Get a job, New clothes, Or of course, Visitation Salutations, good riddance Can't wait to be rid of this Images world and Vanity Models And perfection And bodies that don't love But certainly in any other way Don't want me Darian 14th B The is the part that I throw the bazooka over my shoulder And run with it; please no blue suits! this is bullshit! Why is the Hudson yards always a white lower movement? Revolving doors and pinstripes I pay less attention to whatever's dressed in blue, I'm an object of affection Just as much as Equinox is Raise the price or forget it Another mention Nothing worse than a mistress But I missed my original sin fix and just then the sewage hit. (!&. Is Manhattan Cger all. 8.'g if I've got a secret, a dirty little secret. No. Get out. Ohw, What! C'mon. The Window closes, then opens again; the window reopens and another attendant looks angrily out of the space in the door. …hi. Herro. [It is a chinese man] Um…I've got a secret a dirty little secret. NO. YOU GO. But i've got the password. YOU GO NOW. Yeah, We're already here The villains on brigade and with your every move You're gone before you came Yeah, We know everything BASTARD! the magazine article was befitting, if I realized the roles Ms. Drew Barrymore had always played, and this was not that. He humiliated me on my own fucking stage! At all. Oh, is this another one of those— I hate him! Calm down! I hate him. I want him mutilated! Sweetie, I— Don't sweetie me! —no, I want him worse than mutilated; I want him cancelled. Now you're being irrational. (Irrationally) I'M NOT BEING IRRATIONAL. Drew. DONT CALL ME BY MY NAME RIGHT NOW. Drew. Hm? You can't cancel the tonight show. Mm. Maybe not… [beat] But you can cancel the host. DUNDUNDUN. How are we still on this storyline? To be quite fair, he's one of the only actors in the series in every single season. That's—true— but still. why are you bothering me? I'm not. You are. Oh! You'll never believe this. What. She actually has a barcode tattoo on the bottom of her foot. Okay. That's creepy. And it actually scans. You carry around a barcode scanner? It's an app! Gross. It's not gross. It's gross. Look. This is the website where it took me. Your girlfriend's weird foot secret barcode tattoo? It's not a secret. She let me scan it. Gross! It's not gross. I'm pretty sure that's why it's there! Ugh. Look at this— I don't want to fucking look at your— Just look! See. Oh. Yeah. Wow. Yeah— [The Festival Project ™ ] {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project™ ] {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S: ICONS Tales of A Superstar DJ The Secret Life of Sunnï Blū Ascension Deathwish -Ū. Copyright © The Festival Project, Inc. ™ | Copyright The Complex Collective © 2019-2025 ™ All Rights Reserved. -Ū.

Same Swamp, Different BroodThe DC Madam & the Secret That Still HumsClose your eyes: DC, late ‘90s into the 2000s. Suits at the Mayflower, steakhouse hush-hush deals on K Street, the kind of power that smells like dry-cleaned wool, stale cigars, and cheap cologne. There was no Tinder. No casual fling on a swipe. If you wanted vice, you went through the shadows — or you called Deborah Jeane Palfrey, the DC Madam.She didn't run some back-alley hustle. Pamela Martin & Associates was an escort network for the capital's respectable sinners: contractors, agency lifers, moralists with Bible verses on their lapels. Palfrey kept her insurance policy — a spiral notebook stuffed with names, numbers, and notes that could melt marble. The Black Book.She told the feds: If I go down, I take them with me. A threat like that should've cracked the swamp wide open. For a moment, it did. Randall Tobias — Bush's AIDS czar — out. Senator David Vitter — Mr. Family Values — outed, then forgiven by his base because, well, power forgives itself.But that was it. The machine dribbled out just enough names to keep the wolves fed, then buried the rest. The notebook vanished into sealed court files. And Palfrey? She swore to reporters she'd never kill herself. In 2008, they found her hanging in her mother's shed. Officially: suicide. Unofficially: she was the prototype for “Epstein didn't kill himself” a decade before Epstein was the punchline.That's the pattern: every so often, like a cicada brood clawing up through swamp mud, the black book returns. New names, new rumors. But the roots never get pulled. Epstein was the next cycle — kids instead of consenting adults, island flights instead of Mayflower hotel rooms, rumored Mossad cameras instead of a battered flip phone. The same cycle: names teased, a few low-levels tossed to the mob, the real ringmasters vanish behind sealed files.We like to think the moral panic back then was quaint — grown men sweating bullets over consenting sex work when now you can hook up on an app before your third cocktail. But the real taboo still stands: the blackmail, the kompromat, the buried evidence that would show just how much the moral scolds and law-and-order saints have always been the filthiest ones in the room.Pam Bondi teases Epstein files. Cash Patel shrugs there's no list. Elon Musk huffs about betrayal. The base fumes: Where's the list? They'll be fuming decades from now, too. Because the truth is, you're not on the team that gets to read it.Once, an escort scandal nearly cracked the Capitol. Now, even child trafficking by billionaires fizzles out behind a security badge and a sleepy courthouse clerk. Same secrets. Same hush. Same swamp.You feel that hum? It's the cicadas. They'll be back. The black book always comes back. The swamp always hums.It's not the scandal that ever dies — it's your hope that this time, the list might actually matter.

As Harper's graduation looms, a new villainous client's contract case intrigues Mal but tempts Harper to try an... alternative dispute resolution. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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Susie Jones sticks around with Chad to debate the pros and cons of women wearing men's suits and dive a relationship topic.

Reach out via email - I'd love to hear from youLet's get real about travel planning to Vietnam.If you're heading to Vietnam, there's one big decision you'll need to make early on:Should you join a packaged group tour… or plan your own trip? Do you map it out yourself—or get expert help?This isn't a simple yes-or-no answer. It's one of the most personal choices you'll make in your travel planning—and one that can completely shape how you experience Vietnam.In this episode, I'm pulling back the curtain on both options, sharing the honest pros and cons, and helping you figure out which style fits you best.No fluff, no sales pitch—just personal and professional insights from years of experience as both a traveller and a travel advisor to Vietnam.Because I consider this decision one of the biggest you'll make in setting the tone for your trip, I break down these key elements:The structure and convenience of group tours—and when they shineThe freedom and deeper connection that individually planned travel can offerWhy group tours can sometimes feel like a blur of bucket-list stopsThe trade-offs of a tightly scheduled itinerary versus one you design yourself (or with guidance)Real talk: what people loved (and didn't) about both stylesIf you follow this show, you'll know from other episodes: the best trips happen when your travel style matches who you are. Whether that's with a group or through your own custom plan—choose what fits you.I truly believe that if you give Vietnam the thought it deserves, it will give you everything you're looking for—and more.Link to Food and Textiles Sml Group tour spoken about on show - https://www.brunswickkitchen.com.au/food-and-fabric-tours-vietnam-2025-2026  The best way to connect with me is not via text, it is through the website www.whataboutvietnam.com website and email.Thank you for listening. Do not send TEXT as I am unable to respond directly. Please email whataboutvietnam@gmail.com Keep abreast of news on our social pages on FB, IG,LinkedIn and TikTokWe'd love a review on your podcast channel.Let me design your #customised #private tour of Vietnam - See our Travel ServicesDo you need a #Dental Procedure? Why not find out what's possible through our Dental and #Cosmetic Medical partner Worldwide Beauty Hospital. Mention #whataboutvietnam to receive 5% discount at Worldwide Beauty Hospital

[00:30] Making Deals With Jihadists in Suits (27 minutes) Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu has nominated President Donald Trump for the Nobel Peace Prize because of his peace deals with jihadists in suits. Bible prophecy shows that these peace deals will not create permanent peace. What is the true way to award-winning peace? [27:00] Trumpet Daily Interview: Michael Oren (28 minutes) Trumpet Daily presenter Stephen Flurry interviews former Israeli Ambassador to the U.S. Michael Oren about U.S.-Israel relations and the current state of affairs in the Middle East.

[Happy Summer and hope you enjoy our 9-part summer series, Seacoast Podcast's "In the Summer."  For the next 9 weeks, we'll do deeper dives on very particular subject area that in many cases are very unique subject area for this podcast.  As the summer brings a unique season of hopefully relaxation and peace to your life, we're delivering to you some unique content]Host, Joey Svendsen is joined by his wife, Pricilla; Worship Pastor, Tara Banks; and Seacoaster, Amy Alderman to talk about women and modesty. Amy, Pricilla, and Tara discuss morals regarding feminine attire, their personal practices in how they dress, and some of the values they tried to instill in their own daughters. Tara also shares her experience with leading other women worship pastors in how to dress to eliminate distraction from worship.  Their discussion prompts insight into what extent are both men and women responsible for helping one another pursue purity in thought and action? Topics addressed today:  modesty, purity culture, body imageNext week's episode 7:  snakes, gators, snake-bites, "reptile-addiction," reptiles in the suburbs.   Be a Patron of the podcastOn this Episode: Amy Alderman / Facebook Tara Banks / Instagram Pricilla Svendsen / Instagram Producer/Editor/host: Joey SvendsenSound Engineer/Editor: Katelyn VandiverWe have a YouTube Channel for videos of all episodes since Jan. 2024. Also we have a Facebook Page for listeners to keep up with the latest news on "Things You Won't Hear on Sunday" Podcast. Be a Patron of the podcast

In this eye-opening episode, Travis is joined once again by consumer advocate and CEO of WealthRamp, Pam Krueger, for a raw, unfiltered conversation about the alarming realities behind 401(k) “advice,” what fiduciary really means, and how investors are often unknowingly being nudged into products that serve companies—not them.Pam calls out the dirty little secret no one wants to talk about: the misleading guidance that masquerades as financial planning inside workplace retirement plans. If you've ever been invited to “sit down and chat about your retirement options,” you'll want to hear why that meeting may come with hidden strings—and commissions.

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Sean "Diddy" Combs has been convicted on two federal counts of transporting individuals for prostitution, stemming from a high-profile trial that concluded on July 2, 2025. The jury acquitted him of more severe charges, including sex trafficking and racketeering. Despite the convictions, Combs faces a maximum sentence of 20 years, though he is expected to serve a reduced term of 15–21 months, with nearly 10 months already served. He remains incarcerated at the Metropolitan Detention Center in Brooklyn, pending sentencing scheduled for October 3, 2025Beyond the criminal case, Combs is confronting over 60 civil lawsuits alleging sexual misconduct, harassment, and abuse dating back to the early 1990s. The claims involve both men and women and include accusations of drugging, coercion, and physical intimidation during parties and business engagements. Notably, Liza Gardner accuses Combs and Aaron Hall of sexually assaulting her in 1990 when she was 16, while fashion designer Bryana "Bana" Bongolan alleges he assaulted her and nearly pushed her off a 17th-floor balcony in 2016. Combs has denied all allegations, labeling them false and financially motivated, and his legal team is actively contesting the lawsuits.to contact me:bobbycapucci@protonmail.comsource:Sean "Diddy" Combs caught a break in criminal court, but the civil cases linger

Sean "Diddy" Combs has been convicted on two federal counts of transporting individuals for prostitution, stemming from a high-profile trial that concluded on July 2, 2025. The jury acquitted him of more severe charges, including sex trafficking and racketeering. Despite the convictions, Combs faces a maximum sentence of 20 years, though he is expected to serve a reduced term of 15–21 months, with nearly 10 months already served. He remains incarcerated at the Metropolitan Detention Center in Brooklyn, pending sentencing scheduled for October 3, 2025Beyond the criminal case, Combs is confronting over 60 civil lawsuits alleging sexual misconduct, harassment, and abuse dating back to the early 1990s. The claims involve both men and women and include accusations of drugging, coercion, and physical intimidation during parties and business engagements. Notably, Liza Gardner accuses Combs and Aaron Hall of sexually assaulting her in 1990 when she was 16, while fashion designer Bryana "Bana" Bongolan alleges he assaulted her and nearly pushed her off a 17th-floor balcony in 2016. Combs has denied all allegations, labeling them false and financially motivated, and his legal team is actively contesting the lawsuits.to contact me:bobbycapucci@protonmail.comsource:Sean "Diddy" Combs caught a break in criminal court, but the civil cases lingerBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-moscow-murders-and-more--5852883/support.

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If you've ever wondered who you can really trust with your money—or felt like the financial industry was built to confuse you—this episode is your compass.Travis welcomes Pam Krueger, the fearless founder and CEO of WealthRamp, to the show. She's on a mission to help everyday people find real, vetted, fee-only fiduciary advisors who actually work in your best interest. Pam's story starts in the trenches of a big brokerage firm where she witnessed firsthand how "advisors" were trained more to sell than to serve. What followed was a complete 180: a bold career pivot, a PBS show, and eventually the creation of a platform that puts consumers back in control.Together, Pam and Travis dig deep into:The shocking difference between real advisors and financial salespeopleWhy the “fiduciary” label is so often misused—and what it actually meansHow firms like Morgan Stanley and others use smoke and mirrors to confuse accountabilityWhy fee-only matters, and why you should care who gets paid—and howHow Pam helps people cut through the noise and find the right-fit advisor without gimmicks or hidden agendasThis isn't just a conversation—it's a wake-up call for anyone tired of getting pitched instead of planned for.