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‘Trapped in this peculiar culture and civilisation, how am I to fundamentally change, and what is involved in this change?' This episode on Civilisation has three sections. The first extract (2:42) is from Krishnamurti's second talk in Saanen 1973, and is titled: Civilisation Conditions Us. The second extract (40:51) is from the second small group discussion in Rome 1972, and is titled: Western Civilisation Is Based on Measurement. The final extract in this episode (48:30) is from Krishnamurti's third talk in Saanen 1973, and is titled: Freedom from the Conditioning of Civilisation. The Krishnamurti Podcast features carefully selected extracts from Krishnamurti's recorded talks. Each episode highlights his different approaches to universal and timeless themes that affect our everyday lives, the state of the world and the future of humanity. This is a podcast from Krishnamurti Foundation Trust, based at Brockwood Park in the UK, which is also home to the Krishnamurti Retreat Centre. Situated in the beautiful countryside of the South Downs National Park, The Krishnamurti Centre offers retreats individually and in groups. The focus is on inquiry in light of Krishnamurti's teachings. Please visit krishnamurticentre.org.uk for more information, including our volunteer programme.

https://takingthelandpodcast.comThere are people who cannot live life forward because they keep replaying one moment from the past. A failure. A betrayal. A stupid decision. A sin.SUBSCRIBE TO PREMIUM FOR MORE:• ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Subscribe for only $3/month on Supercast⁠: https://taking-the-land.supercast.com/⁠• ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Subscribe for only $3.99/month on Spotify⁠: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/taking-the-land/subscribe⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠• ⁠Subscribe for only $4.99/month on Apple Podcasts⁠: https://apple.co/3vy1s5b⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠In this powerful sermon, Pastor Wayman Mitchell preaches from Luke 22 about Peter, a “colossal failure” who denied Jesus three times and then had to face the look of the Lord and the sound of the rooster. From Peter's story, and from the lives of Jacob, Joseph, Naomi and David, he shows how God helps us stop reliving “if only” and start living life forward.You will hear:• Why every believer will eventually make a wrong turn• How regret, self pity and bitterness trap the mind• The truth that God is sovereign and never wastes an experience• What it means when God says “I will restore the years the locust has eaten” (Joel 2:25)• How Peter's failure did not disqualify him from feeding the Lord's sheepKey Scriptures:• Luke 22:54–62• 2 Samuel 18:33• Ruth 1:20–21• Joel 2:25• Romans 8:28• Jeremiah 29:11If you feel like you have ruined your future, this message will show you the Redeemer who buys you out of the slave market, heals a diseased mind, and sends you back into His will.Chapters• 00:00 Trapped in the past and replaying your worst moments• 01:38 Peter's colossal failure and the rooster's reminder• 03:37 The GPS fantasy: expecting a mistake-free Christian life• 05:44 When good people make bad decisions• 07:22 Relationships, marriage, money and “the worst mistake I ever made”• 10:55 Naomi, Mara and the poison of bitterness• 13:22 Mind battles, memory and the prison of regret• 18:13 Jacob's 21 lost years and running from his past• 20:34 A sovereign God who never wastes an experience• 24:19 The slave market and the true meaning of redemption• 30:08 Jacob wrestles with God and walks into destiny• 34:39 Joseph and Peter: “You meant evil, God meant it for good”• 40:11 Can you minister to a mind diseased? Living life forwardShow NotesALL PROCEEDS GO TO WORLD EVANGELISMLocate a CFM Church near you: https://cfmmap.orgWe need five-star reviews! Tell the world what you think about this podcast at: • Apple Podcasts: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://apple.co/3vy1s5b • Podchaser: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.podchaser.com/podcasts/taking-the-land-cfm-sermon-pod-43369v

Trapped in a battle to the death with Detective Reeves and his band of battlemages, our heroes fight for the right to have a room at a fancy inn.   Thank you to everyne who came out for our Extra Life stream! Stay tuned for that rescheduled The B.R.I.A.N. Identity.https://www.extra-life.org/participants/563800   We encourage you to check out our Patreon and/or Ko-Fi, as they've got sweet sweet benefits and also you can help support your favorite show. AND Our Store is a thing, with all your t-shirts, tote bags, stickers and more!   Background music and sound effects: Deep Slow Pulsing Breathing Drone The Hollywood Edge https://hollywoodedge.com   Solemn Vow, Dark City, and River Town Tabletop Audio https://tabletopaudio.com   Catoptricon Zak     Email us at PodAgainsttheMachine@gmail.com Remember to check out https://podagainstthemachine.com for show transcripts, player biographies, and more. Stop by our Discord server to talk about the show: https://discord.gg/TVv9xnqbeW Follow @podvsmachine on Bluesky Find us on Reddit, Instagram, and Facebook as well.  

More misadventures in parenting, life, and beyond with Rob Beckett and Josh Widdicombe... In this episode Josh gets locked in a school... Rob suggests Josh leads a 'no buffer life'.. And there's a migration from hamster to horse on the animal front... Parenting Hell is a Spotify Podcast, available everywhere every Tuesday and Friday. Please subscribe and leave a rating and review you filthy street dogs... xx If you want to get in touch with the show with any correspondence, kids intro audio clips, small business shout outs, and more.... here's how: EMAIL: Hello@lockdownparenting.co.uk Follow us on instagram: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@parentinghell⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ A 'Keep It Light Media' Production  Sales, advertising, and general enquiries: hello@keepitlightmedia.com Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Matinee Minutia: Stella (1990) - The Divine Ms. M.'s Selfless MotherhoodEpisode 804: Show NotesThis week, DJ and Matt travel back to a world of cargo pants, Aquanet, and dial-up—1990! Before diving into Bette Midler's heartbreaking turn as a single mom, the duo catches up on Lula May's questionable Thanksgiving invitation and Cooter Jack's latest shenanigans in the basement. Once the VCR stops blinking, the focus turns to the 1990 remake of Stella, exploring the class divide, a mother's ultimate sacrifice, and the enduring power of Bette Midler's talent.Key Segments[00:00:02] Welcome & Trailer Park Thanksgiving: Fall banter, dealing with leaves6. The high-stakes invitation to Lula May's for a possibly hunted turkey.[00:02:45] Trapped in Time: The Year is 1990: World events like the release of Nelson Mandela, the start of the Gulf War, German reunification, and the launch of the Hubble Space Telescope8. Notable figures passing away, including Greta Garbo and Sammy Davis Jr.9.[00:04:15] The Movie Lineup: Discussing the big hits of the time: Home Alone, Ghost, and Dances with Wolves10101010. The selection of the feature film: Stella.[00:07:21] Feature Film Discussion: Stella (1990): The plot, starring Bette Midler as Stella Claire 1212, a feisty, independent working-class woman 13131313who has a child with the upper-class Dr. Stephen Dallas (Stephen Collins)14141414.[00:11:14] Setting the Scene: Watertown, NY in the Late 60s: Discussing the film's setting as a working-class "bedroom community" 15and how the 1990 remake addressed modern issues like the availability of the birth control pill and a woman's reproductive choices.[00:14:01] The Class Divide and Sacrifice: Stella's realization that her world is not enough for her daughter, Jenny17. Frustration over Stella repeatedly turning down financial help from the wealthy father.[00:20:21] Director Spotlight: John Ehrman: Highlighting his extensive career in American television, including episodes of Star Trek, The Outer Limits 19, and winning an award for directing the miniseries Roots.[00:23:00] Star Spotlight: Bette Midler: Celebrating the Divine Ms. M. 21, an EGOT winner 2222, and her early career roots in the gay community23. Career highlights include The Rose 24, Beaches 25252525, Hocus Pocus 26, and The First Wives Club27272727.[00:33:14] The Embarrassing Florida Trip: The climactic scene where Stella's vibrant, "Carmen Miranda-esque" style 28clashes with the muted colors of Jenny's wealthy friends 29, causing Jenny immense embarrassment30.[00:37:34] The Birthday Party Disaster & Eileen Brennan: Stella and best friend Ed Munn (John Goodman) 31are arrested after a bar fight, witnessed by the judgmental PTA head, Mrs. Wilkerson (Eileen Brennan)32. This leads to the ultimate humiliation: no one showing up to Jenny's 16th birthday party33.[01:23:16] Supporting Cameos: Spotlighting Ben Stiller as the "bad boy boyfriend" 34and his surprising love for Star Trek35.[01:27:29] Stella in the Modern Era: Reimagining a contemporary remake, where Ed Munn (John Goodman's character) is positioned as the classic "nice guy" trope 36and would ideally get sober.Best Quotes"Apparently we are invited to the trailer for Thanksgiving this year." "Most people who know Lula Mae know you don't want to [touch this]"The film you're watching today is Stella, about a feisty working class single mother played by Bette Midler, who sacrifices...

The wonderful British actress Rosamund Pike joins Tanya Rose to share her travel secrets today. In this episode, Rosamund unpacks her transformative experience watching the sunrise in Cambodia, her exclusive tour of the Boeing Factory and tells the story of how she once got trapped in Vietnam! Plus, Rosamund discusses her awe-inspiring experience in Jordan and shares tales from the many road trips she's been on in her beloved Citroën DS. Rosamund's new film NOW YOU SEE ME: NOW YOU DON'T is out now in cinemas. Rosamund's incredible performance in the National Theatre's Inter Alia is available to watch in cinemas via NT Live, you can find a screening near you at NTLive.com. Inter Alia is transferring to Wyndam's Theatre in the West End in March 2026! Don't forget to follow @travelsecretsthepodcast and remember, you can watch all of our episodes on YouTube. Places mentioned: Los Angeles, United States The Four Seasons, Los Angeles Tuscany, Italy Petra, Jordan Dead Sea, Jordan Hanoi, Vietnam Boeing Everett Factory, Washington, United States Croatia Prague, Czechia France Hotel Bellevue des Alpes, Switzerland Mount Eiger, Switzerland Kleine Scheidegg, Switzerland Siem Reap, Cambodia China Hisa Franko, Slovenia El Bulli, Spain Santa Fe, New Mexico Louvre, Abu Dhabi Museum of the Future, Dubai Chapters 00:00 Intro 05:30 Secret 1: Number 1 travel destination everybody should go to 08:33 Secret 2: Most unexpected travel experience 19:32 Secret 3: Most Over or Underrated travel experience 28:30 Secret 4: Best Food & Drink while travelling 33:05 Secret 5: Number 1 travel tip 38:09 Secret 6: Poignant memory from a trip 46:13 Secret 7: Special travel photograph 47:50 Outro

Introducing the All Def SquADD Cast show “Versus". It's a podcast with the OG SquADD! Each week, the SquADD will debate topics and vote at the end to see what wins. Versus airs every Monday and you can download and listen wherever podcasts are found. Special Guest Sydney Castilo Kali Harris Ty Davis John Grimes This Week We Discuss Trapped In A Room W/ 10,000 Tarantulas For 10 Mins vs Eat 10 Tarantulas In 10 Minutes Have A Full Day W/ A Deceased loved One vs 50K Instantly Forever; Give Up Heat & AC vs Give Up Internet S/o To Our Sponsors Blue Vhew Bluechew.com/SQUADD First Month Free! Just $5 For Shipping (Rules Apply) Indacloud Indaclous.co Promo: ALLDEF

The story so far: Trapped in an underground video store run by an anthropomorphic Mole Man, three men make the best of their situation...This week, we're looking for something dark, and nothing is darker than a movie that takes place in a cave with little-to-no lighting, so we check out The Strangeness from 1985! But we brave the darkness and discuss the films' positives and negatives, some history of the film, and our love of stop-motion monsters, while falling down tangent holes about sexual tension, the Lord of the Rings, cave tours, and the Discovery Channel! So throw on your headlamp and join us down the pit as we explore this movie! Leave us a 30 second voicemail and if we like it we'll play it on the show: (949) 4-STABBY (949-478-2229)Next movie announced every Wednesday. New episodes every Monday. Follow us on the things:Website: https://www.stabbypod.comLinktree: https://www.linktr.ee/stabbystabbyInstagram:  @stabbypod  https://www.instagram.com/stabbypod/Letterboxd:   https://boxd.it/dp1ACMerch: https://www.big-other.com/shop/stabby-stabbySend us a text

Art Abal is co-founder of Vana. Art is an expert in data systems, with a career dedicated to unlocking the value of human data across AI, governance, and global supply chains. He holds a Master in Public Policy from Harvard, where his research at the Belfer Center for Science and International Affairs focused on human data collection in corporate supply chains.At Appen, one of the world's largest providers of AI training data, Art led global impact data sourcing—managing a crowd of over 8 million contributors across 160+ countries. He helped design and operate data pipelines for some of the most widely used AI products in the world, including Google Search, Facebook Feed, and ChatGPT. His work focused on responsible data sourcing at massive scale, ensuring high-quality human signal for next-generation AI systems.Art has also completed extensive human data studies for Fortune 500 companies and national governments, translating psychometric and behavioral data into measurable economic and social insights. His work spans data collection methodology, human-centered research, data markets, and AI training pipelines—making him a leading voice in DataFi, data economics, and the future of human-AI interaction.Earlier in his career, Art served as Senior Legal and Policy Advisor to the Prime Minister of Timor-Leste, where he supported data gathering and institutional design to support the development of the world's fourth-newest nation. He began his professional journey as a corporate lawyer at DLA Piper, working on cross-border transactions and sovereign governance.

Art Abal is co-founder of Vana. Art is an expert in data systems, with a career dedicated to unlocking the value of human data across AI, governance, and global supply chains. He holds a Master in Public Policy from Harvard, where his research at the Belfer Center for Science and International Affairs focused on human data collection in corporate supply chains.At Appen, one of the world's largest providers of AI training data, Art led global impact data sourcing—managing a crowd of over 8 million contributors across 160+ countries. He helped design and operate data pipelines for some of the most widely used AI products in the world, including Google Search, Facebook Feed, and ChatGPT. His work focused on responsible data sourcing at massive scale, ensuring high-quality human signal for next-generation AI systems.Art has also completed extensive human data studies for Fortune 500 companies and national governments, translating psychometric and behavioral data into measurable economic and social insights. His work spans data collection methodology, human-centered research, data markets, and AI training pipelines—making him a leading voice in DataFi, data economics, and the future of human-AI interaction.Earlier in his career, Art served as Senior Legal and Policy Advisor to the Prime Minister of Timor-Leste, where he supported data gathering and institutional design to support the development of the world's fourth-newest nation. He began his professional journey as a corporate lawyer at DLA Piper, working on cross-border transactions and sovereign governance.

Nearly metre-long feral cats are being trapped in some of our most remote national parks. Farah Hancock reported from Fiordland National Park

This week we chat to Tara, a client of Caterina's whose life was falling to pieces so badly that she thought she was cursed. But the truth is perhaps even more unsettling: a disturbing demonic creature had taken root in her home, draining the family of their life force and refusing to let them leave... an episode you won't want to miss! https://www.theaustralianghostwhisperer.comhttps://linktr.ee/theaustralianghostwhispererhttps://www.patreon.com/theaustralianghostwhispererContact us: australianghostwhisperer@gmail.comCaterina's website: https://www.caterinaligato.com.auMusic: "The End" by End Scene - https://end-scene.bandcamp.com Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Should you yell at a flock of seagulls? Also, is this the worst new public domain horror movie ever? We talk about America minting it's last pennies, the Super Mario Galaxy Movie trailer, and lots more!

Recorded Live at Brookwood Church on 11/09/2025

When burnout hits, most people think they're simply tired. But underneath the exhaustion, there's often a deeper driver: shame — that quiet voice that says, “You're failing. You should be stronger.”In this episode, Dex unpacks how shame silently fuels isolation and self-abandonment in high performers, and what it really takes to break that destructive cycle.Through the story of “Mark,” a high-achieving executive who spiralled into withdrawal and disconnection, Dex reveals the hidden mechanisms of shame and how they erode confidence, relationships, and health — all while convincing us to “work harder.”You'll learn practical, immediately usable steps to reclaim self-trust and reconnect with your power — even in the middle of burnout.What You'll LearnWhy shame is the invisible engine of burnoutThe Shame–Isolation–Self-Abandonment Loop and how it traps high performersThe biology of shame: how it drives withdrawal and shutdownWhy masculine conditioning amplifies shame in leadershipFour Steps to Break the Shame Spiral:Name the shamePractice tiny acts of self-connectionReach out to a safe personRecommit to self-respectKey Quote“Shame isn't proof that you're broken. It's proof that you care deeply about how you show up. Burnout recovery begins not when you fix yourself, but when you stop abandoning yourself.”ResourcesFree AI Coach for burnout relief: Dex AI Coach – private, expert, free, and can reduce shame in minutes.Book a free consultation: dexrandall.comSend us a text----------------------------------- Burnout Resources:Start 1-on-1 burnout recovery at https:/mini.dexrandall.comChat with Dex AI Coach https://app.coachvox.ai/share/dexrandallConfidential. Expert. Free. Solve problems fast.For even more TIPS see FACEBOOK: @coachdexrandallINSTAGRAM: @coachdexrandallLINKEDIN: @coachdexrandallYOUTUBE: @dexburnoutcoachSee https://linktr.ee/coachdexrandall for all links

You ever make a decision that looked like a win on paper…but deep down, your gut was screaming, "This ain't it"? You ignored it. Took the deal. Signed the contract. And just weeks later…you're stuck. Trapped. Miserable. I've been there. And it sucked. But here's what I learned: That bad decision didn't break me. It built me. That is, once I decided to stop burying my pain and start learning from it. That mistake became the foundation of a decision-making framework I now teach to my private clients, Clutch Club Members, and keynote audiences around the country. In this week's 5-Minute Drill on the Coming Up Clutch with J.R.™ show, I'm going to show you… How to use regret as an advantage The 3-step strategy I used to turn my failure into a framework The truth about redemption your shame doesn't want you to hear So if you've ever looked in the mirror and thought, "Man, did I just screw up." This episode is for YOU. Because your bad decision isn't a dead-end. It's raw building material. Let's get it! In this episode, you will hear: Why a bad decision can be one of your greatest teachers How to use self-distancing to process regret What King David's story teaches us about redemption and leadership The 3-step Drill to turn past mistakes into future momentum Why clarity and conviction are only one decision away Key Quotes "A bad decision can build you — if you let it." - J.R. "Redemption begins where reflection replaces reaction." - J.R. "David's mistake didn't end his legacy. His response redefined it." - J.R. Connect with J.R.  Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/jamesJRreid  Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/jamesjrreid/  LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/jamesjrreid/  Twitter: https://twitter.com/jamesJRreid Website: jamesreid.com Check out The Clutch Club™️: jamesreid.com/club (For Men Only) Follow and Review: We'd love for you to follow us if you haven't yet. Click that purple '+' in the top right corner of your Apple Podcasts app. We'd love it even more if you could drop a review or 5-star rating over on Apple Podcasts. Simply select "Ratings and Reviews" and "Write a Review" then a quick line with your favorite part of the episode. It only takes a second and it helps spread the word about the podcast. Episode Credits If you like this podcast and are thinking of creating your own, consider talking to my producer, Emerald City Productions. They helped me grow and produce the podcast you are listening to right now. Find out more at https://emeraldcitypro.com. Let them know we sent you.

When you are based in your own Self, you see all the different things, all the different people like different blossoms on the one shrub. For there is only One, being all. And when you don't see the One hidden in Her divine disguise, as the person sitting next to you, as the driver of the car turning into your lane, as the neighbor walking their dog... —  Gurudevi Nirmalananda   Watch Gurudevi's full discourse “Beyond Measure” here: https://gurudevi.vhx.tv/products/beyond-measure-10-26-25   #spirituality #meditation #Gurudevi #yogamysticism #svaroopa #meditate #divine #yoga #swaminirmalananda #blissyoga #svaroopayoga #siddhayoga #muktananda #gurudevinirmalananda

For review:1. US Envoys Visit Israel to Discuss Hamas Fighters Trapped in Rafah Tunnels.2. France hosted Palestinian Authority President Mahmoud Abbas in Paris for a meeting on Tuesday, during which French President Emmanuel Macron committed to helping the PA draft a constitution for a future state.3. Syrian President Ahmed al-Sharaa threw cold water on the prospect of his country joining the Abraham Accords, saying that conditions were premature for talks on a normalization deal with Israel.4. Houthis Indicate a Halt to Military Operations Against Israel and Red Sea Shipping.5. Inspectors of the UN's International Atomic Energy Agency (IAEA) visited Iranian nuclear sites last week, Iran's foreign ministry spokesperson said on Monday.6.  Dense Fog Enables Russian Forces Entry into Pokrovsk.7. Finland's former president Sauli Niinistö has called on the European Union to open direct channels of communication with Russian President Vladimir Putin to press for an end to the war in Ukraine.8. Ukraine President Volodymyr Zelenskyy is keen on ordering more than two dozen Raytheon-produced Patriot air defense systems.Figures from the Center for Strategic and International Studies (CSIS) thinktank claim that a Patriot battery costs $1.1 billion — split between $690 million for the weapon systems' missiles and $400 million for the system itself.9. The Navy has awarded General Dynamics a $1.7 billion contract to construct two more John Lewis-class fleet replenishment oilers.The fleet oilers are 742 feet in length with a displacement of nearly 50,000 tons when fully loaded and can carry 162,000 barrels of oil and dry cargo.

Watch The X22 Report On Video No videos found (function(w,d,s,i){w.ldAdInit=w.ldAdInit||[];w.ldAdInit.push({slot:17532056201798502,size:[0, 0],id:"ld-9437-3289"});if(!d.getElementById(i)){var j=d.createElement(s),p=d.getElementsByTagName(s)[0];j.async=true;j.src="https://cdn2.decide.dev/_js/ajs.js";j.id=i;p.parentNode.insertBefore(j,p);}})(window,document,"script","ld-ajs");pt> Click On Picture To See Larger Picture Germany industrial system is imploding, electricity costs are rising, the [CB] wanted to do this to every country. Biden/Obama created the recession that Trump is pulling us out of. Trump is moving to 50 year mortgages. Trump holds all the power with tariffs, it is the key to removing the [CB] and becoming the most economically powerful country. The [DS] is now trapped in the shutdown. They are desperately trying to get out of it. As they push they exposed everything they have done. Obamacare, EV push, SNAP its all a fraud. Obama has been enriching himself, all roads lead to Obama. Trump is telling the republicans what needs to be done to take full power back and give it to the people. Trump knows the enemy will do this if he doesn't.   Economy Endgame For Germany's Industrial Power Prices: Green Deal Failure Sparks Subsidy Spiral   German Chancellor Friedrich Merz hosted top executives from the German steel industry at a summit in the the Chancellery to discuss solutions to the deepening crisis. Since the peak year of 2018, German steel production has fallen by around 25 percent. Germany's economic crisis is accelerating. Sky-high energy costs, relentless competition from China and India, and the EU's absurd push for “green steel”—a climate-neutral variant no one demands on the world market—are pushing companies either into insolvency or out of the country. Industrial electricity prices have hovered around 16–17 ct/kWh for months. German industry still pays up to 70 percent more than U.S. or French competitors, who benefit from nuclear power as their energy base. This is the cost of the green transition. Green Deal Fails The frequency of summits is telling. Germany's transition to a climate-neutral economy has already failed. Reality refuses to bend to Brussels' Green Deal diktat. Source: zerohedge.com (function(w,d,s,i){w.ldAdInit=w.ldAdInit||[];w.ldAdInit.push({slot:18510697282300316,size:[0, 0],id:"ld-8599-9832"});if(!d.getElementById(i)){var j=d.createElement(s),p=d.getElementsByTagName(s)[0];j.async=true;j.src="https://cdn2.decide.dev/_js/ajs.js";j.id=i;p.parentNode.insertBefore(j,p);}})(window,document,"script","ld-ajs"); https://twitter.com/EricLDaugh/status/1987560785116385686?s=20 President Trump Orders Investigation Into Foreign-Owned Meat Packing Companies For Driving Up Price of Beef Through “Illicit Collusion”  President Trump on Friday ordered the Justice Department to launch an investigation into foreign meatpacking companies for driving up the price of beef through “illicit collusion.” Beef prices are soaring in the US. According to some reports, ground beef and steak prices are up nearly 50% since July 2020. Trump has launched an investigation into meatpacking companies for possible price fixing and manipulation.     these Corporations are not criminally profiting at the expense of the American People. I am asking the DOJ to act expeditiously. Thank you for your attention to this matter! Overview of Alleged Price Fixing in the Beef IndustryThe "Big Four" meatpacking companies—JBS, Tyson Foods, Cargill, and National Beef—control about 85% of U.S. beef processing. They have faced multiple antitrust lawsuits and Department of Justice (DOJ) investigations accusing them of colluding to suppress prices paid to ranchers for live cattle while artificially inflating wholesale and retail beef prices. This creates a wide "meat margin" profit for packers at the expense of producers and consumers.

Democrats continue to fight in several courts to ensure that 1 in 8 Americans below the poverty line including 16 million children aren't starved to death by Trump and MAGA, even as MAGA continues to make them political hostages while negotiating for the government to be reopened. Michael Popok dissects the masterful order of Justice Ketanji Brown Jackson that set in motion in the last few hours, the First Circuit's ruling late last night denying Trump the power to cut off remaining November SNAP payments; Judge Talwani's new TRO to stop Trump from clawing back the $5 billion already paid; and Trump's emergency filing with the Supreme Court to give him permission to starve Americans, a political disaster for MAGA. Here's the orders and filings: Learn more about the Popok firm at https://thepopokfirm.com Visit https://meidasplus.com for more! Support the MeidasTouch Network: https://patreon.com/meidastouch Add the MeidasTouch Podcast: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/the-meidastouch-podcast/id1510240831 Buy MeidasTouch Merch: https://store.meidastouch.com Follow MeidasTouch on Twitter: https://twitter.com/meidastouch Follow MeidasTouch on Facebook: https://facebook.com/meidastouch Follow MeidasTouch on Instagram: https://instagram.com/meidastouch Follow MeidasTouch on TikTok: https://tiktok.com/@meidastouch Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Migration Routes and Genetic Groups 2. Professor Meltzer details the migration routes of ancestral Native Americans, explaining that while they crossed the land bridge during maximum glaciation, they were initially trapped in Alaska by two vast continental ice sheets. The "ice free corridor" along the Rockies was not a viable route until around 13,000 years ago, so the likely path was down the Pacific coast, which may have cleared as early as 16,500 years ago. Meltzer introduces the concept of a "genetic ghost," which is evidence in the genomic record of a contributing population for which no physical sample has yet been found.

Trapped underground: my 54-hour cave rescue. For George Linnane, an experienced caver from England, being underground is his happy place, somewhere he can feel calm away from the chaos of daily life. But when he and two friends set out for a routine trip in the Ogof Ffynnon Ddu cave system in Wales one Saturday lunchtime in November 2021, they couldn't know it would turn into a nightmare. After a stone bridge gave way underneath him, George fell ten metres onto solid rock and couldn't move. He suffered a broken leg, shattered jaw, a punctured lung and spleen and was drifting in and out of consciousness. When news of his predicament got out, 300 extraordinary volunteers from around the UK mobilised and came to his rescue. Thanks to the quick thinking and skill of his friends and the hundreds of fellow cavers who rushed to his aid, George counts himself very lucky to be alive. His remarkable true story became the longest cave rescue in UK history, taking a mammoth 54 hours to bring him back to the surface. Lives Less Ordinary is a podcast from the BBC World Service that brings you the most incredible true stories from around the world. Each episode a guest shares their most dramatic, moving, personal story. Listen for unbelievable twists, mysteries uncovered, and inspiring journeys - spanning the entire human experience. Step into someone else's life and expect the unexpected.Presenter: Asya Fouks Producer: Edgar Maddicott   Got a story to tell? Send an email to liveslessordinary@bbc.co.uk or message us via WhatsApp: 0044 330 678 2784You can read our privacy notice here: https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/articles/5YD3hBqmw26B8WMHt6GkQxG/lives-less-ordinary-privacy-notice

Do you have inexplicable aches, pains, weird sensations in your body that don't make logical sense? Or maybe you have 'normal' test results and labs and no medical professional can find anything 'wrong' with you but you deeply sense that something is off? You're uncomfortable, frustrated, unsure what do do after you have tried countless things...This was me too. And I am so grateful to have had Rachel on my show for two reasons:1) She was able to help me locate a trapped emotion of grief and distress that felt that it had lodged in my heart space at the intersection of my ribs, originating over 20 years ago and had been reactivated by an inciting incident.2) The situation had to do with my mom, an event that I believed I had put behind me but my body was telling a different story. Through working to release this trapped emotion, I was able to connect more deeply with my mom who means a great deal to me but we have some reconnection and healing work to do and now we get to move in a more honest direction together.The physical ache in my heart has not returned since I did this live session with Rachel. I am so humbled and sincerely appreciative of this entire experience. If you resonate with 'ghost pains', inexplicable discomforts, illness, or conditions, I hope that you will explore having a session with Rachel. She helped my immensely. Its so interesting the insights that we can receive and the weight of the past that can be relieved when the body gets to speak. Thank you for being here. And a big thank you to Rachel Reimer. And to my mommy. Rachel Reimer believes that the body can develop physical symptoms (acutely or chronically) when unresolved emotional stress is present. Instead of rationalizing that the emotional stressor “isn't so bad”, Rachel has found that talking through the stress can sometimes help the body feel/function better. During a session, Rachel's goal is to understand your physical concern thoroughly, help identify what specific emotional stress she thinks could be related to the physical concern (if any) and will then help you work through the unresolved emotional stress; with the hope that the physical body starts to function and feel better.*If at any point you feel stuck or don't know how to articulate what you may be feeling during a session, Rachel is happy to use her intuition to help identify what emotional stress she suspects is impacting the body. (Rachel best resonates with the Catholic faith and any intuitive information that comes forward is from a conversation with God. She does not expect her clients to follow the Catholic faith and will meet each individual where they are at in their faith.)About Rachel:https://www.myraeofhope.com/aboutBook a Session:https://www.myraeofhope.com/book-a-phone-sessionJoin Rachel's Email List for UpdatesSupport this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/mindful-drinking-for-women/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy

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The Time Riders: Part 2 When you've got a time machine, practice makes perfect. Based on a post by BiscuitHammer, in 16 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. Always The Student. Mark was lying on his back, panting while Becky squirmed and writhed on top of him, moaning in pleasure. His hands were on her opulent tits, kneading them just how she loved it. The lovers were covered in sweat as she ground her cunt down onto his cock, taking him deep inside. He matched her sensual rhythm, pushing up while she pressed down, squeezing his shaft with each thrust he made. "Yes, Mark;” she gasped, her hands resting on his chest while she writhed on him shamelessly. It didn't matter that she was his former high school Physics teacher, or even that she still was, in a sense, she was committed to fucking him because she'd promised herself she'd enjoy this, and Becky did her damdest to always follow her own advice. "Yes, baby, right there;” Becky now began gyrating her hips in a circle on top of him, interrupting the rhythm that would certainly had led to both of them cumming and she wanted to prolong this session. She felt Mark regain control of himself, adapting to the new pace, although he continued to molest her tits, pinching and tugging on her nipples. Her flawless skin glistened with her exertions, the wonderful scent of a woman making love permeating the air. "Hmm, good boy," she purred, smiling down at him. "You're learning." "I've got the best teacher I could ask for." Mark replied, grinning back. "Forget all the time travel stuff you're helping me figure out, you're amazing in bed, Becky. I've never cum so hard before, not like when I'm with you." "You're so sweet, darling," she cooed, reveling in the feel of his throbbing cock deep inside her. Ever since that night he'd snuck into her home and failed so miserably at trying to seduce her so she would change his Physics grade, they'd become ardent lovers, with her being nearly as addicted to their sex as he was. "You make me cum really hard too, just so you know. And the gift you brought me back from London was so thoughtful. How would you like to fuck me next?" Mark nodded, pondering her question. He had indeed brought her back a gift, from London in the 1880's. He'd come back with a lovely dress from the period and a bottle of Italian wine. Even though she had never accompanied him on a temporal trip (except that very first one, to prove he had a time machine at all), she seemed to have an innate understanding of how to time travel without screwing things up, which was very easy. He took hold of her hips and slowly rolled her onto her stomach. She purred as she pushed her legs together and then knelt over her thighs. She put her chin on her arms and sighed as he pulled her ass cheeks apart and pushed his cock down into her cunt. Her clamped legs made her feel tighter than ever and he groaned in pleasure as he bottomed out. Keeping himself up on his hands, his back arched so that she was pinned beneath him, he began to piston his hips, fucking his teacher. "Oh, Mark;” she murmured. "It's so good this way. Your cock feels so wonderful inside me." "Uh, God;” he breathed, shuddering as she squeezed her cheeks together, clamping her cunt around him as he thrust. "I never wanna stop fucking you." "I don't want you to," she gasped as he hit her sweet spot. "And because you; oh; have your time machine; we can find a way; to fuck forever;” She squirmed and writhed beneath him while he pushed up and down on her, both of them getting slick with sweat. They groaned and panted together. He leaned down and bit her shoulder Becky keened in pleasure. Trembling, she arched her hips, pushing up against him. She could feel his cock twitching and swelling inside her. "Gonna cum;” he breathed, pushing down and straining. "Uh! Yes, cum in me, Mark!" she wailed. She pressed her face into a pillow as she screamed, feeling her student's cum spurting inside and filling her spasming cunt. Mark shook and groaned loudly, so glad they were in her house and could be as loud as they needed to be. Her slammed his hips down onto her, tingling pleasure blossoming through him. Mark collapsed on top of her, both of them limp and breathing heavily. He reached under Becky and put his hands on her tits, squeezing gently. She hummed and undulated her soft cheeks beneath him, milking his cock for all of his cum, her wet cunt wanting every last drop. They said nothing for several minutes, just lying there in bliss. Becky finally slowly turned over, Mark's cock slipping out of her and they wrapped their arms around each other, kissing deeply. He pushed his still-hard cock back in and moved back and forth gently inside her and she squeezed him in rhythm. Tongues tangled and they hummed contentedly into one another's mouths. "God, I want to find a way to have multiples of you fucking me all at once," she purred, smiling into his eyes and caressing his cheek. "One in my cunt, one in my ass, another in my mouth; hmm, that sounds heavenly." "Yeah, but won't I, like, blow up spontaneously, or collapse the universe if I encounter myself?" he asked somewhat warily. He liked the idea of fucking all Becky's holes, but not if it made everything go boom. She giggled and bopped his nose. "Silly. Why are you asking me? You're the one with access to this time-travel police force. What did you say they were called? TEA?" "Yeah, they said they're called the Temporal Enforcement Agency." Mark confirmed. "I called them Teabaggers and they didn't think that was funny." "Oh, be nice to them, darling," she chided gently. "After all, they're protecting the timeline for crazy kids like you." "Yeah, I guess," he admitted, knowing she was infinitely more sensible than him about these things. She was already so much smarter at this temporal stuff than he was. The only reason his little trip to 1800's London went well was because she'd prepped him and made him think it through. "Getting myself killed is apparently pretty easy." "Boo, and then we couldn't fuck anymore," she said, sounding sad. "And even if you stopped time-travelling tomorrow, I'd still want to fuck you. You've unleashed a demon in me." "I know it," he laughed. "I have to rest a few days after our marathon fuck sessions, only to come back in your next day to keep up with your libido. Not that I'm complaining, mind." She giggled. "Well I do love to fuck," she agreed. "Maybe one day, I'll go with you. I'd love to fuck in a harem bath house or a Parisian brothel." Mark rolled off her and lay on his back, staring at the ceiling. He could almost see the steam rising off them. As tricky as time travel was, he never would have ended up in bed with his Physics teacher if it hadn't been for his time machine. "That chronometer the agents gave me comes in really handy," he said, his thoughts drifting. "It actually gives me little warnings if I'm getting too close to another temporal event. It means I can't do some things I'd like to do, but things get complicated." She smiled. "You said they called it 'the Limelight Effect' or getting clock hammered, depending on what you were trying to do." He nodded. "They didn't like it when I called it 'clock-blocking'." "You said they had no sense of humor." Becky mused. "But maybe practicing with your Holmes Field Device in minor ways will help." He turned and looked at her. "How so?" "Well," she began, turning on her side to look at him, her hand propping up her head. Her nipples gently kissed the skin of his arm. "How about you take me out for dinner? We'll pick a low-traffic area, somewhere time travelers don't go. You said that your chronometer dials are difficult to physically turn and the Holmes Field device always skews numbers if you're trying to get anywhere that would prove troublesome." He considered what she was saying. "So, take you to some remote village in the past where no one else is ever interested in going. We can try finessing my control of the device." She nodded. "Precisely. I don't know about you, but I speak flawless French, we could visit a little village in France's past and we could get some dinner. You could learn how to deal with the locals, get a feel for what you'll have to do if you keep travelling the time stream." "It's weird how you can say words like 'time stream' so naturally, like it's normal," he sighed. "Still, you're right, careful practice is probably a good thing." "It'll be fun," she said, reaching over and taking hold of his hip to turn him into her. Her tits were now squashed to his chest, his soft cock against her gooey cunt. "How bad a teacher can I be for this? You made it through my physics class without tearing a hole in reality." "And yet I failed," he sighed. "I doubt I can fuck my way out of every bit of trouble I get myself into." She giggled and took his hand, pulling him off the bed and leading him to the bathroom. She sat down on the toilet to pee while she stroked his cock gently, She shivered as she peed, feeling his cum trickling of her, pulling him closer and taking him in her mouth. She hummed as she bobbed back and forth, enjoying their mingled taste. Mark had to admit that he was enjoying how relaxed she was around him now that they were lovers. "So," she said finally, pulling his cock out of her mouth with a quiet pop. "We'll shower and get cleaned up. Then we'll head to the public library to figure out where and what we're doing. Anybody asks, I'll say I'm helping you with your schoolwork." He smiled slyly, feeling a familiar tingle in his cock at the thought of showering with her. This was going to be a good night. "So here's a question," she remarked as she watched Mark get dressed in the outfit they'd bought for the occasion, hidden from prying eyes in her basement, where he kept the Holmes Field Device. They'd visited a costume shop and found clothing that was a good fit for the period they were visiting, that being France in the 1600's. "Did they ever tell you about any contacts you can make in the time stream? You know, like dealers?" He looked at her quizzically. "Dealers?" "Sure," she said, nodding. "There must be time-travelers who make their living by providing goods and services to other travelers. I mean, you need to be able to get money and supplies somewhere, so that you don't stick out like a sore thumb, right?" "Yeah, that'd make sense," he admitted. "I mean, I got lucky when I tried going to London and got that dress, I managed to pawn off some knick-knacks I'd brought with me, because I didn't know how else to pay for anything. And they thought I was just some ignorant American. I got out a lot quicker than I thought I would." "I think we should find out," she reasoned. "If you're going to do this, you should really learn how to find what you need." "Exactly how much time-travelling do you think I'm gonna be doing?" he asked, giving her a wry look before continuing to put on his new outfit. "Well, we know you have no future as a physicist, maybe you'll find something you're good at in the time stream," she giggled, making him sigh. She moved forward to help him get into his clothes, since he clearly had no idea what he was doing. "And even if you don't know how to find a dealer, I'm willing to bet that they'll know how to find a traveler." He couldn't argue with that logic and stood still while she corrected his attire, kissing his nose as she finished. He then watched as she got into her own period garb, doing so much more efficiently than he had done. She saw him looking at her and winked. "In spite of my physics major, I also did a lot of work in theater," she quipped, holding her top loosely in place over her opulent tits. "I've been in Les Mis a few times, so I know my way around period garb." "I feel bad about you bringing that jewelry to trade for money," he said, wishing he had more to offer. He didn't just yet, however. "Oh, they're nothing, it's just old gold I never wear," she said dismissively. "I'd probably just end up selling them in a pawn shop at some point. This way, at least it's getting some use. I sell these things I never wear, we get the proper currency, then we go and have some fun. I don't see how this can be a bad thing." "I guess I just feel like it should be me paying." Mark murmured, trying not to blush. "Silly," she giggled again. "You're an eighteen year-old boy. What one earth could you possibly have accumulated that the time stream would be interested in?" "Well, you got me there," he sighed, giving up and letting her continue. "Maybe I'll make it big in the time stream and then I can keep you buying you the presents you deserve." "Ooh, you honey-dripper," she cooed, smiling and kissing his nose before stepping back and examining him. "Well, you're starting to look the part. I'll use some gel in your hair to tousle it a little and then I think we're probably as close as we can get, since neither of us has syphilis or tuberculosis." He waited while she fixed his hair and then took care of her own, pulling her golden locks back in a bow. She was wearing a peasant dress, one that accentuated her small waist and large bust. His outfit, was more akin to a gentleman of northern Europe, with a blue vest and white breeches that he found rather tight, especially around the crotch. "So, milord," she lilted, threading her arm through his and smiling at him. "Shall we sally forth?" He nodded and walked over toward the time machine, his chronometer in hand. 17th Century, France. "Combien allez-vous me donner pour ce pendentif?" Becky asked the owner of the dingy little shop they were standing in. Candles flickered on the walls, dimly illuminating the musty room. The shop-owner, a wizened little man wearing crooked spectacles, looked up her with rheumy eyes. He held out a gnarled hand and she gently put the dull gold bangle into it. Her brought it close to his face, examining it intently. He weighed it in his palm and then scratched the inner surface, testing its contents. He licked his lip as he considered her offering. Finally he put it down. "Onze Louis," he declared, nodding. "Onze Louis, quatre livres, douze sous et vingt-et-trois deniers." Mark looked at Becky, who was considering what he had told them. After a few seconds, she seemed to think he was being reasonable. "Bien. Tout en livres et sous, s'il vous plait." The man counted out one hundred and sixty-six sous and pushed them across the counter. His eyes widened slightly as she pushed a gold necklace and two rings to him for appraisal. Half an hour later, they exited the shop with a small purse containing the equivalent of nearly fifty Louis, a small fortune by the standards of the period and their locale. "Here you go, milord," she said sweetly, pressing the purse into his palm. "It's only appropriate that you carry our funds, since you're the one cosplaying as the aristocracy." "Except my French sucks balls." Mark muttered as they walked down the dirt road. It was mid-morning and they'd arrived in a fallow field outside the town. Google maps indicated that it was empty in the modern day and online archive maps from France in 1652 indicated that it was much the same way back then. With careful calculations of time and distance, they'd arrived without incident. "Well, you speak Spanish, so we'll pretend you're from Madrid or something," she said simply, holding his arm again. "And I'll be the lusty French tart from Rouen who travels with you, keeping you enamored with our fair country." "You'd be stupidly good at Larp, you're really getting into this," he sighed. Larp?” Live action role playing. Any other hidden talents I should know about?" Mark inquired. "If I told you then they wouldn't be surprises," she pointed out. "We women love to be mysterious." "Well, at least you're a woman, most of the girls I know who do that stuff are just crazy." "That's because they're teenage girls, who are, by definition, 'bugfuck insane'." Becky added. "A lot of women are too, I suppose, but at least there's a chance our hormones have straightened out. Probably not much different here, except for the mortality rate." They walked down the cobblestone rode, attracting the occasional stare as they walked into the town. They stopped a stout, middle-aged man and asked where they might get some decent food and accommodations. "You are dressed rather unusually to be walking," he said, looking at Mark. "You seem to be a gentleman of quality, sir. I am the town's physician and apothecary, my name is Henri. And yours, monsieur?" Mark stuttered. "Mark, uh; mon nom; es;” "Marco," Becky interjected suddenly, relieving him of the burden of struggling to make his name known in French. "He is Senor Marco Del Strade, and he is a baron from Valencia." "I thought I was from Madrid." Mark whispered out of the side of his mouth. "Shut the fuck up, I'm thinking on the fly here!" she hissed back. "What did the Spaniard say?" asked the portly physician. "That didn't sound Spanish." "A curse of our association," she said sweetly, beaming a radiant smile at him. "The baron speaks no French, and I no Spanish, so we communicate en Anglais, with which we both have some facility." "A rather unusual arrangement," grunted the man. "Nonetheless, it would not do for our humble town to allow a gentleman of quality to not be looked after. I would recommend L'Auberge Des Loups." "The Wolves' Inn?" Mark muttered out loud, knowing enough French to get that translation. "That doesn't sound too safe." "Be at ease, my friends," Henri said, chuckling. "The wolf is on our town coat of arms, and the Inn is our most reputable establishment. If you have the money, they will give you what you need." He turned and pointed down the road. "There, you can see the inn from this spot. The two-story building with the gambrel roof and all the smoke coming out of the chimney. See it?" "Yes, good sir, and we thank you." Becky said, curtseying before smiling at the man and putting his rather fat, gout-ridden hand in hers. "For all of your help." "Ah, well, yes," he said, blushing and withdrawing his hand from hers. "When you go to the inn, tell the proprietor that Henri sent you. This will make things easier for you." And with that, the man waddled off. "He seemed nice, I guess," Mark mused as they resumed their trek into the town. "I mean, I missed a lot of what you two said, but it seemed to agree with you." "We just need to mention his name when we get to the inn and that'll apparently make our lives easier." Becky replied, thinking how quaint everything was. She couldn't believe she was actually in seventeenth century France! But then, she was fucking her former student who was a time-traveler, so clearly anything was possible. She had already promised herself she would enjoy every moment of this experience. She'd chosen the year as carefully as possible, noting that there were no major Plague outbreaks mentioned and she had insisted they bring very discretely concealed medications with them. Ignoring the stares of the townsfolk, they continued down the main street until they reached the inn. They tacitly avoided stepping in the various effluences that trickled between the cobblestones and stepped over the unconscious peasants who were sprawled in the middle of the street before opening the faded green doors and entering. Dark and musty, lit by wall sconces and an ancient wrought-iron chandelier overhead in which guttered many candles, the large common room was like something out of an HBO special, minus the lighting budget. Large, round table dominated the space, while a great hearth and a long counter encompassed most of the back wall. Lots of sun-browned peasant faces turned to look at them while some stringed instrument plunked away from a corner. The place smelled of smoke and what was probably body odor. Still ignoring the stares, Becky led Mark up to the counter, behind which stood a surly-looking man with a black moustache and beard. He observed them with interest as they approached. Mark stood silently while Becky addressed the man in French. "My lord the Baron is looking for clean and welcoming accommodations for the night," she began, indicating Mark. "Henri sent us to you, saying that you were the establishment in this town worthy of his business." "If you can pay, then yes, we will be able to room you comfortably," he answered, looking at Mark. "Our best room is one livre per night. I assume the baron can afford this?" She looked at Mark now. "A single night is one livre. Those'd be the silver coins. Get one out and just give it to him, without showing how much you actually have." Mark nodded and fished out one of the coins indicated, putting it on the counter for the proprietor to inspect. Satisfied, the man nodded. "This will cover the room. If his lordship has need of a bath or food, we can provide these things as well." "Fresh food?" she asked pointedly. "Only the freshest for the lord," laughed the man loudly, causing people nearby to chuckle. "Is he a mute?" "No, he is Spanish and speaks no French," she said flatly, fixing the man with a hard look. "You can speak to me, his servant, if you feel the need to communicate. You can bring him food now, and your finest wine, good sir." She then turned and took Mark's arm, leading him over to an empty table in the corner, once again ignoring the gazes that followed them. She sat down and sighed, nodding. "We'll eat and then see about the room and a bath," she declared, looking around and taking everything in. "If it's big enough, I'm sure we can get into all sorts of trouble in the tub." "I'd like that," he said, finally relaxing. "I'm glad you're taking to this so easily, because I'm way out of my element. London in the 1880's was hard enough, and all I was doing was pretending I was an American traveler. France in the time of the Louis the Sun King, that's a little out of my league." "Don't worry, once you hit your stride, you'll do fine," she said gently, patting his hand. "I've just had more weird experiences over the course of my life than you have and am adapting a little quicker is all." A jug of wine, two goblets, some hearty bread with butter and some onions and cheese was brought over by a wench who looked like John Rhys-Davies in drag. She belched and tottered off, having delivered her goods. "Although I'm not so sure about adapting to that." Becky said, shaking her head to clear it of the image. She unstopped the jug and poured the dark red wine into their goblets while Mark portioned out the bread, butter, cheese and onions. They both dug in, finally realizing how hungry they were. "Oh, wow, that's good," Becky remarked, looking into her goblet, having tried the wine. "Just remember to eat a lot of bread and butter, Mark, or you'll have the hangover from hell." He'd never had a wine quite like this before and they quickly polished off the jug before ordering another. They finished their bread and cheeses before being presented with a roasted suckling pig and two pheasants, stuffed with local herbs. They enjoyed eating, but the wine was strong enough to eventually get through all the food they'd lined their stomachs with. Becky was giggling and tipsy within the hour. "I can't beli; believe we're here in France," she said, her head tilted to one side. "An' we're gonna fuck; in the tub; an' then in our room, because; because; defiling the timeline; sounds like fun. It's fun, you know, to fuck across history;” "It is," Mark agreed, not as drunk as Becky but still feeling rather buzzed. His tongue felt thick from the wine, which she had explained was not treated with any modern pasteurization process and therefore would be full of tannins and sediments they would need to account for or suffer an assured hangover. "And you're the person I'd want to do it with, Becks;” Becky giggled and slid her hand along his leg, finally arriving at his crotch and giving the bulged contained in the tight breeches a squeeze. "You're not; not a time cop; you're a time cock; timeless cock;” Some musicians had come in a few minutes earlier and were sitting in another corner of the common room. They struck up a lively tune on their lutes, fiddles and a small drum. Becky's eyes lit up as the music reached them. "Oh, I love this song!" she said loudly in English before hopping up from the table and dancing her way with abandon into the middle of the room. People watched on and began to clap and cheer as she stood on a table and began capering. "How the hell does she know this song?" Mark wondered, frowning as he watched his Physics teacher begin to dance and sing. Ah! Si mon moine voulait danser! Ah! Si mon moine voulait danser! Un capuchon je lui donnerais Un capuchon je lui donnerais Danse, mon moine, danse! Tu n'entends pas la danse Tu n'entends pas mon moulin, lon la Tu n'entends pas mon moulin marcher. Mark watched in wonder as she tottered back over and flopped onto the bench next to him, breathing heavily and perspiring. She grinned at him lopsidedly and winked, still obviously rather inebriated. "Why did you know the lyrics to that song?" he asked, utterly baffled. She poured herself more wine and drained her goblet in one gulp, with a very loud Gluck! noise. Clearly, she was intent on partying. "Went to; a Catholic school; run by nunsh;” she slurred, trying to fill her cup again. "Lotsh of shingin' to; keep our little teen girl mindsh; off sheksh; Fuckin' love that shong, used to shing that shong; all the' time; fuckin'; great to dansh to;” "Yes, I noticed," he said, nodding and smiling. "You were almost flashing your tits and your cunt at the; the patrons;” "They can peek; but no touchy;” she said, taking another drink. "Thish pushy; only for you; I think; we'll shee;” She turned and looked at him, her eyes glazed and her skin flush from her exertions. "We're here; together, Mark, but; if you; ya' shee a girl ya' wanna fuck; I'm okay with; with that. "Jus' don' get the crabs!" She had broken into a snickering fit, pressing her forehead against the table as she tried to not fall over completely. Mark was chuckling and feeling really good watching how silly his teacher was being. She looked up suddenly, trying to wear a serious expression. "But one thing," she cautioned, holding up a finger and wagging it at one of the Marks she was looking at. There were three of them, so she chose the one in the middle. "No, moren one thing, but th' one thing'sh; important;” She leaned forward to whisper to him. "Keep your dicky in your pantsh unlesh; unlesh you know she'sh eighteen; 'cush the lawsh right now; 'she prolly legal to fuck 'em younger; but; you're from our time; our time;” She glowered at him drunkenly. "An' we don' fuck 'em if they're not eighteen; ya' got it?" He nodded. "Eighteen or older. Got it. And you can; miss, you can' "Not mish," she interrupted, waving away his comment. "Becky. Not fuckin' mish, remember?" "Sorry," he intoned, letting out a belch and patting his chest. The wine and cheese tasted great but were really fucking with him. "I'll be better; remember;” "Well, what wash it I can do?" she asked. "You were gonna; shay; I could do; what wash it?" Mark thought about that for a moment, unable to push through the wine-induced haze in his head. "I don' remember;” They both broke into laughter, much to the amusement of nearby patrons. Becky had her head on the table again, giggling until Mark slammed his palm on it in an expression of entertainment, shocking her and making her yelp. They looked at one another and burst into more fits of laughter. They'd drained another jug and polished off the pig and pheasants. Mark felt incredibly full, and drunk. Becky could barely stand up and she asked Mark to take her arm and lead them over to the proprietor behind the long counter once again. She shook her head a few times to clear it and he waited patiently for her to speak. "Shir, we'll be needing the bath now, and our room," she said slowly, making sure she could be understood. "Would you be so kind ash to show ush the way?" He tilted his head slightly. "Comment?" "You just spoke to him in English, Becks." Mark told her. Her glassy eyes widened and she squeezed her eyes shut, willing herself not to die of embarrassment. "For fuck's sakes;” she muttered. She took a deep breath and repeated herself in labored French. He nodded and led them up the back, away from the common room. It took Becky fifteen minutes to get up the single flight of stairs because it wouldn't stop spinning. Mark sighed as he sat in the large, round wooden tub, his arms resting on the side while his hands gripped the rim. The steaming water splashed over the side as he shuddered and groaned loudly, cumming. Spent, he sank back onto the small ledge and breathed heavily. The water stirred and Becky surfaced, exhaling. Her golden hair clung to her wetly and her glorious tits glistened. She grinned at her student. "See?" she declared, obviously pleased as she pulled her hair over her shoulders. "Told you I could make you cum before having to surface for air." "Jesus, you must've been down there over two minutes," he breathed, never ceasing to be stunned by her carnal skills. "How the hell do you hold your breath that long?" Becky cricked her neck and settled onto Mark's lap, her arms around his neck. She gave him a peck on the nose. "Lots of cardio and physical training." "Obviously." Mark agreed. "Not that I'm complaining, mind." "Hmm, didn't think you would," she purred. "But only half of this equation has been solved, big boy. I haven't cum yet. Since you're friend down there is taking a nap, how good are you at holding your breath?" "Not that good," he chuckled. "I'm happy to lick your cunt, but you'll need to keep it above water." She smiled and rolled her eyes before getting off his lap. He moved aside and allowed her to kneel on the little ledge he'd been sitting on, leaning over the rim of the tub and resting her forearms on it. She looked back at him and winked while wiggling her sexy, toned behind him. Her cuntlips were dripping and looked inviting. Mark knelt in the middle of the tub, behind Becky's ass and took hold of it, kissing the wet cheeks. Becky cooed and squirmed under the attention, one of her hands cupping a tit and squeezing it. She could feel Mark's lips and tongue moving slowly inward toward her core. She bit her lip and sighed. He touched her cunt, kissing it gently and sliding his tongue up and down the twat, which parted easily before him. Her heard her moan and tasted her tang as he pushed inside her while using his thumbs to pull her inner thighs apart so he could get further into his teacher's snatch. She shivered and pushed back against him, eager for more. "Hmm, Mark;” she cooed, her eyes shut as she felt his tongue inside her. "Yes, right there, lover. Oh, you really know how to use your tongue;” He smiled at her compliment and pulled his tongue out to massage her clit with it, rolling around the little bud and making her gasp sharply. He slid a finger inside her, followed by another and she groaned. He could feel her cunt tightening around his digits and began to push them back and forth slowly while he nibbled and sucked her clit. Becky shuddered again and leaned down, biting at her knuckle while squeezing her tit harder, massaging it vigorously. Mark lashed her clit while fingering her tight twat and then slid a single finger into her ass. Her breath caught in her throat and she gripped the ledge of the tub, her fingers raking along the iron-bound wood. "Fuck, Mark," she whimpered. "Yes, make me cum. I want to cum in your mouth!" Mark worked her cunt harder, sliding the fingers back and forth, pushing in deeper each time. His tongue massaged her clit relentlessly or he sucked on it. She was squirming and writhing back against him, groaning unashamedly. He was beyond caring if anyone heard them at this point. Becky was panting heavily now, her eyes glazing over as she ground her ass against Mark's face, feeling his fingers in her cunt and her ass, wiggling and pushing her closer and closer to orgasm. She would miss his cum inside her, but she would surely get it before long, Mark was developing good stamina under her guidance. She arched her back and moaned loudly as she began to cum, pleasure blossoming through her from her cunt and out to her fingers and toes. Her body shook while she climaxed, the wet, gooey ecstasy of colors in her mind letting her; Invasion. There was a smash, like wood splintering, the creak of worn metal. Her eyes snapped open in confusion, the unreal delight of her orgasm draining away as men in masks and dark clothes surged into the room, at least five of them and more shadows in the hallway. Most were holding knives or small clubs, but she saw the one in front carrying a heavy flintlock pistol. Even in the darkness of the room, lit only by candles around the wall, she could see the wicked scar on his cheek. "Arrêtez! Reste tranquille et je ne te tuerai pas!" he rasped, pointing his pistol at her while his comrades moved into the room and began searching for something. "Qui es-tu?" Becky demanded, getting angry not only about the intruders, but the fact that her orgasm was slipping away. She could feel Mark still kneeling behind her, looking on in shock at what was happening. "Tais-toi, salope!" the man barked, moving toward her and drawing a wicked knife from his belt, his men now ransacking the room. He placed the point of the knife at her throat and Mark felt a cold fear run up his spine. "Do not speak to me in that tone if you' He never finished the sentence as Becky grabbed the wrist of the hand holding the knife and twisted, hard. The man with the scar yelped as he lost his grip on the knife and the blonde woman leapt out of the tub, her knee smashing into his face. He staggered backward and then went flying as her foot slammed into his ribcage. He crashed through a table and this got the attention of the thugs he'd brought with him. They all looked in shock at the naked blonde tigress for a moment and then surged in on her, knives and cudgels ready. "A little help here, hero!" Becky shrilled as she scampered away from the incoming bandits. "This isn't sex, don't make me do all the work!" "Hey now!" Mark protested, half-rising out of the relative protection of the tub because of her taunt. "It's not like you do all' "Goddammit, Mark!" Becky shouted as she ducked the swing of a club and punched her attacker in the balls. "You'd better hope they kill us, because if I survive, I'm going to crack open your skull and suck your brain out with a straw! Help me!" Mark came to his senses and vaulted over the side of the tub, trying not to think about the fact that he was buck naked and rushing toward his teacher and her assailants. He crashed into the smallest man, bearing him to the ground and winding him. Not sure what else to do, he began punching the bandit, knocking his cloth mask askew so he could not see. The man struggled wildly to get out from underneath his naked foe. "Huh!" Mark choked out as another thug grabbed him by the throat from behind and started pulling him off the man he was on top of. He could feel his tongue beginning to bulge out of his mouth and was thinking he must look incredibly foolish, like Jabba the Hutt when Princess Leia strangled him with the chain. He couldn't die like that. He couldn't. With a limp dick and a swollen tongue? In front of Becky? He'd taken some karate, although he was no expert. His skin was still wet and he went limp, using sudden deadweight to break his attacker's hold on his throat, although he hissed in pain when he felt the man's ragged nails crease through his skin as he lost his grip. With a thud! Mark hit the floor and did the only thing he could think of doing; he grappled onto the man and took him down in a rough tumble. He desperately rolled until he was on top and rammed his knee into the man's stomach. He heard the man wheeze but then sparks exploded behind his eyes as something cracked across the back of his head. He didn't fall over but scrambled away in a panic, wishing he could see in the darkness or that the room would stop spinning. Becky landed in a heap on top of him, knocking him back to the floor. She was still naked and incredibly angry from the sounds of her. "That's it, buster!" she roared as she surged back to her feet and charged her attacker. Mark dazedly looked over and watched as his teacher sprinted across the room, her foe giving chase. She leapt in the air and to the wall, her foot making contact. Before anyone was ready, she sprang backward, smashing her foot across the man's jaw in a roundhouse kick that they must have heard on the edge of town. The man went down like a sack of flour. "Alright, who's next?" she shouted, standing in the middle of the room, naked and scratched up. She grabbed a pewter jug and slammed it backward into the head of a man coming up behind her. He went down. "I didn't know you did parkour!" Mark called out as he tackled another thug from behind, taking him to the floor. "I do a lot of things to take out my sexual frustrations!" she snapped back, picking up a bench and throwing it at two assailants to keep them off-balance. "Parkour, jiu-jutsu, archery, Krav-Maga. I was kind of hoping that fucking would allow me to vent a little steam!" "I can see why!" Mark said as he smashed the man's face into the floor repeatedly. Even in his weirdest dreams, he'd never imagined fighting French bandits while buck naked. He wondered if the Temporal Enforcement Agency would be up his ass about this incident. "Oh, shut up!" she shrilled, kicking a man between the legs from behind and then suplexing him after he doubled over in pain. The floor splintered with the impact, but Becky rolled to her feet and grabbed his cudgel. "You still owe me an orgasm, mister!" "Okay, okay!" Mark said hastily. A sallow man confronted him, wearing an eye-mask, who brandished a knobbed club. The bandit grinned at him, clearly intent on bashing his head in. Thinking quickly, Mark stood and looked somber, clasping his fist in his hand and bowing, like they did in his mom's tai chi class. The bandit looked confused for a moment before Mark bowed again and then made a motion urging the bandit to do the same. Still not sure what was happening but wanting to get on with things, the bandit bowed at the waist clumsily. Mark broke a chair over his head before grabbing the cudgel and rushing to Becky's side. "So very nice of you to join me," Becky panted as they faced off against the three remaining intruders, who were trying to surround them. Mark and Becky backed up toward the outer wall, the window behind them. The men closed in. There was a groan and a clatter as the man with the scar on his cheek slowly got to his feet from the pile of broken furniture he'd been laying in and approached them, his henchmen parting to make way for him. "Pour votre arrogance, je vous verrai mort." he growled, pointing his pistol at Mark. Trapped, Mark squeezed his eyes shut; click! Mark blinked and opened his eyes. The scar-faced man was scowling at his pistol, which was letting off a small tuft of smoke but had failed to go off. Was the powder wet? With a roar of fury, Becky was on him. "Get the other three!" she yelled as she rearranged his face. "I've got this one!" Too bewildered to be afraid and exhilarated to be alive, Mark charged the remaining three thugs, who were all backing away in confusion. None of this had gone according to plan, the majority of their fellow bandits were strewn around the room, beaten unconscious by a naked man and a crazy blonde hellion with big tits and a shaved cunt. "C'est des conneries!" she raged as she beat the man around the room, showing no mercy. "I came to the Sun King's France to drink wine, have a good time and get laid! And you fuckers just had to try and rob me, didn't you? All sorts of peasants to pick on, but no! You thought you'd get lucky with two strangers! Well va te faire enculer, pal!" Mark lost track of the whirlwind of violence his teacher had become while he ducked the swipe of a knife and then kicked the leg out from under a thug, dislocating his knee and dropping him. He whirled around and got lucky with the cudgel, cracking it across the jaw of another man, who spun like a top and fell to the ground. He was beginning to notice that he was taller than just about all these men, often by a significant margin. Some were barely taller than Becky. Had nutrition really been that bad in this era? The last one got desperate and lunged at him, but Mark twisted and used his foe's momentum to send him sailing past and smashing into the window. The unconscious man slumped halfway through the shutter and the sounds of commotion in the street below reached him. He shouldn't have been surprised that they were causing a stir. He looked around the room to see if any other foes were standing, but saw only sprawled bodies everywhere, some stirring slightly. The only other sound was that of a face being punched. He looked over to see Becky squatting on the scarred man's chest, grappling into his collar and socking him repeatedly in the mouth while swearing in French. "Nique ta mere!" thump! "Oh, you really pissed me off!" she growled as she huiled the man up by the shirt and dragged him stumbling over to the tub, where she pushed his head under the water. He thrashed about in a panic before she let him back up, gasping for air. "You like that?" she shouted, thumping his head off the side of the tub several times for emphasis. "Ya' think it's funny to barge into a girl's room when she's about to get her rocks off? Is that it?" She shoved his head back underwater again, waiting until he was thrashing around in terror again before pulling him back out and dragging him over to the bed. She threw him against it so that he was kneeling, supported by the straw-stuffed mattress as he swooned. "Hold him down, Mark;” she growled. Unsure of what to do aside from comply, Mark got on the bed and pinned the man's arms against the mattress, putting all his weight on them to keep him in place. He watched in growing confusion as Becky knelt behind the man and yanked his breeches down, exposing his pock-marked behind. She found his flintlock pistol and glared at it for a moment before fiddling with the mechanism, cocking it. The man's eye flared wide and he howled in pain and horror as she pushed the barrel inside his ass. "Alright, buttercup," she said with a sweetness that oozed cruelty. "You're going to explain who told you to come and rob us. And if you don't, I pull the trigger and put your brains on the ceiling." Mark warily shuffled aside on the bed, away from the top of the man's skull. "Do you understand me?" Becky asked quietly, giving the pistol a jiggle. "Probably not," Mark said, trying to sound conciliatory. "You're speaking English again." Becky realized he was right and swore under her breath. Rather than say it all again in French, she decided to just get to the point. She pressed the pistol in an inch further, ignoring the resistance she encountered. "Dites-mois qui vous a envoye," she growled. "Tell me or I blow an asshole in the top of your head." "Henri!" the scar-faced man gasped and whimpered. "He told us you would be here and you have much money!" "Oh, did he now?" Becky growled, forgetting to speak French as she glared at the bandit. "I am going to eat that man's children;” She roughly grabbed the man and spun him around to face her, without removing the pistol muzzle from his ass. His face was pale with fright and artfully rearranged by her fist. He was still leaning back against the bed, not daring to move, breathing heavily. "Maintenant," Becky began, still glowering at him. "You're going to tell me where to' She paused as she looked down at the man's crotch and saw that he was sporting a throbbing erection. "Are you fucking kidding me?" she shouted angrily, yanking the pistol out of his ass and then slamming the grip across his head with a loud crack! The bandit's eyes rolled into his head and he slumped to the ground, very unconscious. "Huh," Mark said as he glanced down at the prone villain. "I guess guys really can get erections from that sort of thing. I thought it was bullshit." "It ought to be, under these circumstances," Becky groused, folding her arms and looking pissed off. "You don't spring wood when a girl's got a gun shoved up your ass, especially after you try to rob her! I don't feel the least bit bad about not giving him a reach-around. Fucker;” "Would you really have pulled the trigger and blown his brains out?" he asked somewhat nervously. "Oh, of course, not," she snorted, giving him a wry look. "I'm not a monster." "You sure fight like one." Mark said, using his hand to indicate the carnage around the room. Bad guys were strewn everywhere, and he was pretty sure he couldn't claim most of them. "Well, they had it coming," she sniffed. "They interrupted my orgasm. It's just rude." She then turned and looked at him, her expression much softer. "Thank you, Mark, for all your help. You saved me, I couldn't have done it on my own." "Yeah, well, you wouldn't have been in danger if I hadn't brought you here in that damn time machine." Mark said, a feeling of guilt washing over him. She knelt next to him on the bed and hugged him close, their bodies pressing together. She smiled at him and kissed his nose. "Don't be sad," she cooed. "I haven't had this much adventure in ages." Mark smirked. "If you've got romps in your past that compare to this, I wanna hear about them." "Oh, you'll need to do a lot more fucking to coax those out of me, young man," she whispered, reaching down between them to take gentle hold of his cock and begin stroking. "But maybe I won't make it too difficult for; Mark, it's very rude to stare off into space while a girl is trying to seduce you. Mark?" "I'm not staring off into space, Becks." Mark said, staring past her shoulder. "Oh, really?" she asked, putting her hands on her hips and looking annoyed, still kneeling in front of him. "Then what is so fascinating that even my tits can't distract you?" He indicated a direction behind her with a nod. "Voyeurs." Becky turned her head slowly and looked across the room at the door. Her eyes narrowed as she noticed several dark shapes in the hallway, gazing into the room in astonishment. With a sigh, she got off the bed, grabbed a candle that hadn't been destroyed and walked over to the door, clearly beyond caring that she was still naked. She could see men and women now, backing up uncertainly at her approach. She also spied one particular silhouette, large and with a big beard, lurking near the back and trying to not be seen. "Oh no you don't, pal," she called out, snapping her fingers and then pointing at the man before making a beckoning motion. "Get your sorry ass over here;” Henri, the peasant girls, and hospitality. Mark sighed in pleasure and took another drink from the jug of wine he was holding, trying to not spill any. He pulled his lips away and looked down his body. He was sitting in a large, plush bed, blissfully naked. Between his legs, a local girl with dark brown hair girl was bobbing her mouth up and down on his cock ardently, clearly interested in pleasing him. "This one's the innkeeper's daughter?" he mused, enjoying her mouth. She paused sucking on him for a moment to look up and smile eagerly before returning to her task. "She loves cock for sure." "She's one of his daughters," Becky agreed, propped up beside him, equally naked and holding the head of a girl who was lying between her legs, her face buried in the blonde's cunt, which she was licking hungrily. "This is the other one." "You frightened him so badly that he's letting us fuck his daughters?" Mark laughed. "He's given us his personal quarters, given us all the food and drink we want and we can fuck his daughters?" "What can I say, I'm persuasive." Becky grunted, shivering and grinding herself into the face of the daughter. "He'll let us stay for the week, he doesn't want word getting around that a noble had a fiasco in his inn. He'd probably give us his wife, too, if I demanded it. We're too close to Paris and word would get around and wreck his business." "If trashing that room and leaving bandits everywhere doesn't, nothing would." Mark breathed, holding the girl by the hair. "Seriously, it looks like Metallica stayed in that room now. What'll we do about that Henri asshole?" "I'll think of it later, I'm a little busy." Becky hissed, squirming and knotting her fingers in the peasant girl's hair. "Uh, it's been so long, since a girl ate me." "You had a sexy phase? I didn't know you liked girls." Mark said, smirking at her. "Back in high school, maybe," Becky admitted. "Haven't been with one since then." "But I do have a question," he said, focusing past the daughter's wicked mouth. "In all the hassle and afterward, I never asked the innkeeper how old his daughters were." "So?" Becky gasped, eyes squeezed shut and bucking her hips. "Well, what if they're not eighteen? You said yourself that we have to hold ourselves to the standards of the time we come from, right?" "You're thinking of that now?" she groaned through clenched teeth. "I; fuck; Mark, it's 1640 right now. That means these girls can't be any less than three hundred and ninety-two in our time. Good enough?" "Good enough!" he laughed. Rationalization seemed to be a handy skill when you were time travelling. He looked over and saw Becky pull the girl away from her crotch and rustle over to him. He stayed still while she straddled his lap, facing down his body. With one hand, she took hold of his cock and held it steady while she positioned herself above it. The two sisters, every bit as naked as them, nestled on the bed below his legs, pressing against one another's sides. They grinned at one another and kissed, their tongues tangling as they waited for Becky to continue. With a sigh, his teacher lowered herself onto his cock, the mushroom head splitting her wet lips before sliding inside her. She sunk down with a groan until he was in to the hilt. She then slowly laid herself back against him, allowing Mark fondle her tits while she squirmed and writhed on him. The sisters moved in and began licking at his cock or kissing her cunt lips and clit while the two guests fucked. "Oh, Heaven;” Becky purred as she caressed his cheek, turning her head to kiss him, their tongues slithering around while she undulated slowly on his lap. "This is what time travel's all about;” Mark held her with one hand, fondling her tits and pinching her nipples while his other hand found the wine jug and poised it just over her torso. She hummed in pleasure as he trickled the dark red liquid over her fair skin, letting it cascade down her exquisite form. One of the sisters noticed and knelt up, beginning to lick it off Becky's tits and stomach while the other noisily slurped it from the Mark's cock and Becky's cunt. "God, forget the Sun King's France, we belong in Caligula's Rome," Becky moaned, shivering in delight at how decadent they were being. "We'll need to; hmm; we'll need to find time to attend an orgy, Mark; how's your Latin?" "Not as good as yours, I imagine," he replied, his tongue still swirling around with hers while they fucked. "But I'd be happy to learn it if we can attend a real orgy." He put the jug of wine aside and used both hands to molest her again, squeezing her tits and gripping her skin. Becky writhed and him, pressing down with her hips, shuddering as the two sisters licked her and nipped at her skin. She begged the universe n

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Welcome to The Times of Israel's Daily Briefing, your 20-minute audio update on what's happening in Israel, the Middle East and the Jewish world. Military correspondent Emanuel Fabian joins host Amanda Borschel-Dan for today's episode. Hamas announced that the body of IDF officer Lt. Hadar Goldin, held by the terror organization since 2014, will be returned to Israel at 2 p.m. We learn about Operation Protective Edge, the Hamas operation to ostensibly recover Goldin’s body that occurred yesterday, as well as what’s happening with the 150-odd Hamas gunmen who are trapped in a tunnel in the same part of the southern Gaza strip in an IDF-controlled area. Military representatives on Saturday morning notified the family of Lior Rudaeff that his body was returned to Israel by Hamas and Palestinian Islamic Jihad on Friday night, after forensic experts completed their identification. Fabian describes what we know of Rudaeff's killing on October 7, 2023. Former military advocate general Maj. Gen. Yifat Tomer-Yerushalmi was hospitalized this morning. This comes a day after her elusive phone was discovered on a Tel Aviv beach by passersby. Fabian takes up the thread of the Hollywood-esque narrative about Tomer-Yerushalmi, who is accused of multiple crimes, including obstruction of justice. We also hear about Itai Ofer, who has been named as Tomer-Yerushalmi's replacement, and the obstacles he faces to secure the role. Defense Minister Israel Katz said Thursday he was “declaring war” on weapon smuggling via drones over the Egyptian border, instructing the military to declare a closed military zone in the area and the Shin Bet to define such attempts as terrorism. Fabian describes the uptick in smuggling and weighs in on the measures currently taken against it. Check out The Times of Israel's ongoing liveblog for more updates. For further reading: Hamas claims to recover body of Hadar Goldin, IDF soldier killed and abducted in 2014 war PM rules out granting safe passage to 200 Hamas gunmen stuck in IDF-held Rafah Body of Lior Rudaeff returned from Gaza; he died battling Islamic Jihad terrorists on Oct. 7 Ex-IDF legal chief sent to house arrest, as her missing phone is found in the sea Katz taps ex-Defense Ministry legal adviser as next military advocate general after scandal Katz orders IDF to declare Egyptian border closed military zone over drone smugglings Subscribe to The Times of Israel Daily Briefing on Apple Podcasts, Spotify, YouTube, or wherever you get your podcasts. This episode was produced by Pod-Waves. Check out yesterday’s episode here: https://youtu.be/fiPzmecX8RM?si=EhCcG0fiPRv16R9U ILLUSTRATIVE IMAGE: Troops investigate a Hamas attack tunnel in southern Gaza's Rafah, in a handout photo issued on August 23, 2024. (Israel Defense Forces)See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Life doesn't always make sense in the moment — but God is always at work behind the scenes. In this series, we'll walk through one of the most powerful narratives in Scripture, tracing Joseph's journey from favored son to forgotten prisoner to faithful leader. Along the way, we'll discover that even when life feels unfair or uncertain, God's hand is steady and his purposes are good. What others mean for evil, God can redeem for good — if we'll trust him with the bigger picture.

The precarious situation the world is now in at every fractal level, from the macro social political level to the micro-emotional, can be considered similar to that of Zugzwang, a position in the game of chess where one must make a move, but every option loses. In this timely and urgent teaching, Shunyamurti reveals that this deadlock is of a divine nature, acting as the final catalyst for the soul to choose to awaken from the illusion of the burden and control of a fictional ego character and return home to the stillness of the Self.

For most people, debt isn't a mistake; it's just life. The mortgage, the car loan, and the credit cards are what everyone does. Making the minimum payments feels normal, but that actually keeps people stuck. Millions of families are drowning in debt, and they're barely managing. They're working hard, keeping up with their bills, but almost every dollar they earn goes right back out in interest. They're not moving forward; they're treading water. The hard part is, they're not doing anything "wrong." They're doing what the system taught them to do: stay cash-poor while the banks collect. People proudly lock in their 30-year loans at "record low rates," convinced they've made the smartest financial move of their lives. But they don't realize that even at 3%, they're giving away hundreds of thousands in interest. That money could be building security, breathing room, and financial freedom.  What if the same dollars you're paying the bank every month could start working for you instead? What if your paycheck could reduce your interest, shorten your payoff timeline, and create new cash flow, without earning a cent more? In this episode, Velocity Banking expert Christy Vann and all-in-one loan expert Harrison George return. We unpack how the system keeps you cash poor, and the simple shifts that can set you free. From using tools like the all-in-one first-lien HELOC to applying velocity and Infinite Banking principles, you'll learn how to redirect your money and eliminate debt faster.    Things You'll Learn In This Episode  The minimum-payment illusion Most people think staying current on their bills means they're managing their money well. What if that belief is the very thing keeping them broke? The hidden cost of a low-rate mortgage A 3% mortgage feels like a win, until you realize it's still costing you hundreds of thousands in interest. How can you flip that money back in your favor? Turning interest into opportunity Every month, you hand a portion of your paycheck to the bank. What happens when you start redirecting that same money toward your own freedom instead? The smarter way to get debt-free You don't have to earn more or live with less to change your situation. How do systems like the all-in-one HELOC, Velocity Banking, and Infinite Banking make that possible?   Guest Bio   Harrison George is a highly accomplished Mortgage Loan Officer at CMG Financial in Meridian, Idaho, specializing in both purchase and refinance solutions. With a degree from Colorado Mesa University, he has earned recognition as a Top Producer by Scotsman Guide for his exceptional loan performance. Harrison is a thought leader in mortgage innovations, particularly the "All‑in‑One Loan" concept using LinkedIn and YouTube to educate homeowners, investors, and realtors on how to build equity faster and achieve greater financial flexibility. Dedicated to client success, Harrison emphasizes transparent communication and customized strategies, earning consistently positive feedback from satisfied borrowers.   Subscribe to The Harrison George Team on YouTube Find Harrison on LinkedIn @Harrison George Christy Vann is a Velocity Banking expert, coach, and founder of Vanntastic Finances. She is a financial educator teaching people how to become debt-free very, VERY quickly! Christy explores debt-relief options with individuals, so we all may live in total financial peace! For more information, head to https://vanntasticfinances.com/, subscribe to her YouTube channe,l and join her private Facebook group.    About Your Host   From pro-snowboarder to money mogul, Chris Naugle has dedicated his life to being America's #1 Money Mentor. With a core belief that success is built not by the resources you have, but by how resourceful you can be. Chris has built and owned 19 companies, with his businesses being featured in Forbes, ABC, House Hunters, and his very own HGTV pilot in 2018. He is the founder of The Money School™ and Money Mentor for The Money Multiplier.   His success also includes managing tens of millions of dollars in assets in the financial services and advisory industry and in real estate transactions. As an innovator and visionary in wealth-building and real estate, he empowers entrepreneurs, business owners, and real estate investors with the knowledge of how money works.   Chris is also a nationally recognized speaker, author, and podcast host. He has spoken to and taught over ten thousand Americans, delivering the financial knowledge that fuels lasting freedom.   Check out this episode on our website, Apple Podcasts, or Spotify, and don't forget to leave a review if you like what you heard. Your review feeds the algorithm so our show reaches more people. Thank you!

Join Host Rich LaMonica as he welcomes retired U.S. Army officer Kenneth Webb. With 33 years of military service and over two decades at American Airlines, Ken's life is a masterclass in grit, transition, and reinvention. Now living in Peru and working on his debut psychological thriller Trapped in Deception, Ken shares how his military past and global experiences shape his writing. Tune in for a powerful conversation on discipline, storytelling, and chasing purpose beyond the uniform.

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Having protagonists get trapped in video games has been a popular anime premise in recent years.  What would getting trapped in a Gundam video game look like?  Isaac takes us into the world of Kenji Everybody who is trapped in a Gundamized Final Fantasy via a mishap with a bottle of Ramune that leads to a jaunt across timelines with Gaia Gear technology and battles with AI.  Brian takes a completely different path with Gundam Survivor which is essentially a One Year War trauma simulator that's equal parts MK Ultra, Battle Royale, and Hatchet.  What kind of Gundam video game would you like to get trapped in (or trap someone in)?

In breaking news, Chief Judge McConnell has issued an EMERGENCY order against the Trump Administration to compel them to make billions of dollars of food stamp/SNAP program payments immediately to America's most vulnerable population— 40 million babies, children, the elderly, and disabled, to prevent them from starving. Michael Popok catches a lie by the Treasury Secretary 24 hours after the order was issued on national television, and explains what will happen next in 2 different courts to prevent a national catastrophe. Learn more about the Popok Firm at https://thepopokfirm.com Subscribe:  @LegalAFMTN  Visit https://meidasplus.com for more! Remember to subscribe to ALL the MeidasTouch Network Podcasts: MeidasTouch: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/meidastouch-podcast Legal AF: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/legal-af MissTrial: https://meidasnews.com/tag/miss-trial The PoliticsGirl Podcast: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/the-politicsgirl-podcast The Influence Continuum: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/the-influence-continuum-with-dr-steven-hassan Mea Culpa with Michael Cohen: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/mea-culpa-with-michael-cohen The Weekend Show: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/the-weekend-show Burn the Boats: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/burn-the-boats Majority 54: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/majority-54 Political Beatdown: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/political-beatdown On Democracy with FP Wellman: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/on-democracy-with-fpwellman Uncovered: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/maga-uncovered Coalition of the Sane: https://meidasnews.com/tag/coalition-of-the-sane Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Some hauntings don't scream — they whisper. They begin with a reflection that doesn't belong, a heartbeat that quickens before the mind can name the fear. Jill from Illinois experiences a haunting unlike any other. It starts on a quiet night at her computer, when a friend's frantic message flashes across her screen: “There's something behind you.” She turns toward the kitchen—and in the mirrored surface of the dishwasher, she sees him. A small boy, maybe six or seven, with tear-streaked cheeks, a faded striped shirt, and a red scratch above one brow. He looks exhausted, heartbroken… and pleading. When she steps forward, he vanishes—fading into the reflection as if it's the only place he exists. Weeks pass. Then months. But the boy isn't gone. He returns—first in the glass, then in the room itself. Each time he appears, he seems a little braver, stepping closer to the line between life and death. Jill begins to realize this isn't just a spirit—this is a soul trying desperately to reach her. Trapped, lonely, and seeking peace, he crosses the boundary between reflection and reality. Now, every night, Jill wonders if the next time she looks toward the dishwasher, she'll see him not in the glass… but standing right in front of her. #trueghoststory #hauntedhouse #ghostchild #realhaunting #paranormalencounter #ghostreflection #supernatural #creepystory #realparanormal #ghoststories Love real ghost stories? Don't just listen—join us on YouTube and be part of the largest community of real paranormal encounters anywhere. Subscribe now and never miss a chilling new story:

The unspoken truth is that fear—not tactics, time, or talent—is what's holding most practice owners back. In this episode, Tristan breaks down how to reframe fear, take courageous action, and build the mindset that fuels business growth. You'll learn how to move from hesitation to momentum using simple, proven frameworks that top-performing practice owners use every day. You'll discover: Why fear is false evidence appearing real—and how to break its control over your decisions The Thought → Action → Result → Belief → Identity loop that keeps you stuck (and how to flip it) A simple reframe to turn "I can't" into "I'm learning" The Four Cs Framework (Commitment → Courage → Capability → Confidence) that transforms fear into progress Fear fades when you move forward with purpose. Confidence isn't what you start with—it's what you earn by taking action. P.S. If you want to learn more about how to scale your healthcare practice, chat with one of our expert coaches at https://practiceacceleration.com/application and see how we can help you! Thanks so much for joining us this week. We hope you love it! Have some feedback you'd like to share? Leave us a review on iTunes!

Some hauntings don't scream — they whisper. They begin with a reflection that doesn't belong, a heartbeat that quickens before the mind can name the fear. Jill from Illinois experiences a haunting unlike any other. It starts on a quiet night at her computer, when a friend's frantic message flashes across her screen: “There's something behind you.” She turns toward the kitchen—and in the mirrored surface of the dishwasher, she sees him. A small boy, maybe six or seven, with tear-streaked cheeks, a faded striped shirt, and a red scratch above one brow. He looks exhausted, heartbroken… and pleading. When she steps forward, he vanishes—fading into the reflection as if it's the only place he exists. Weeks pass. Then months. But the boy isn't gone. He returns—first in the glass, then in the room itself. Each time he appears, he seems a little braver, stepping closer to the line between life and death. Jill begins to realize this isn't just a spirit—this is a soul trying desperately to reach her. Trapped, lonely, and seeking peace, he crosses the boundary between reflection and reality. Now, every night, Jill wonders if the next time she looks toward the dishwasher, she'll see him not in the glass… but standing right in front of her. #trueghoststory #hauntedhouse #ghostchild #realhaunting #paranormalencounter #ghostreflection #supernatural #creepystory #realparanormal #ghoststories Love real ghost stories? Don't just listen—join us on YouTube and be part of the largest community of real paranormal encounters anywhere. Subscribe now and never miss a chilling new story:

We all do things that we don't want to do. We say things we don't want to say. We act in ways that we don't want to act. Why? Why did I say that? Why did I do that? Why did I act that way? How can we start to be who we want to be? How do we break free when we feel trapped?

AP correspondent Charles de Ledesma reports rescuers work to reach a worker trapped in a medieval tower that partially collapsed in ithe heart of Rome.

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Mark 11:27-33 marks the beginning of a series of confrontations between Jesus and Jerusalem's religious leaders. Jesus had overturned tables and halted temple commerce in a bold act of divine judgment, and returning the next day, a delegation of chief priests, scribes, and elders (three groups that made up the Sanhedrin) confronted Him. Their loaded question—“By what authority do you do these things?”—isn't curiosity. They are not seeking to be taught or informed. These men have already begun plotting His death (Mark 8:31). The religious leaders knew of His miracles, heard His teaching astonish crowds, and saw demons flee, yet refused to bow. Mark's Gospel began focusing on Jesus' authority. The One who has authority to forgive sins, calm storms, and feed thousands now stands in the holy courts, and His authority is challenged by those who should recognize it most. Yet, Jesus exposes the authority to which these religious men submit with a question of His own. Trapped between admitting John the Baptist was sent from God (and thereby admitting Jesus was the Messiah John pointed to) or facing the angry crowds who believed John was from God, they answer, “We don't know.” The religious leaders, who claimed to represent God, reveal that their true authority is self-preservation, status, and control. Therefore, Jesus leaves them without any explanation. Having rejected the light, they are left in their darkness. This isn't mere history; it's a mirror for every heart. It is easy to claim Christ's authority in theory. Yet, when He enters our “temple" and starts rearranging our priorities, purging idols, or commanding obedience in our lives, we can respond like these religious men: “Who are you to demand this?” All of us live under authority—either Christ's or our own corrupted version—and Jesus' word exposes which rules us. A day is coming when every knee will bow, either in saving faith or under wrath. This passage isn't academic—it's urgent. Will you submit to the King who cleanses temples and claims lives, or ride the fence like these priests, saying, "We don't know." I. Jesus' Authority Is Challenged (v. 27-28) II. Jesus Exposes Our Corrupt Authorities (v. 29-33a) III. Jesus' Judgment For Rejecting Authority (v. 33)

“The Chief Justice… is presiding over the end of the rule of law in America”. That quote did not come from host Dahlia Lithwick, but this week's guest, former Federal Circuit Court Judge and George H. W. Bush appointee, J Michael Luttig. On this week's show, Judge Luttig explains the unprecedented split we're seeing between the federal courts and the highest court in the land in response to Trump's lawlessness on everything from tariffs, to due process, to deploying the National Guard, and what it all means for the future of American democracy.  Next, Dahlia talks to the CEO of the small family business at the center of the tariffs case that will be argued at SCOTUS on Wednesday. Rick Woldenberg of Learning Resources explains why he's standing up to Trump's monarchic power grab, and why he sees himself standing shoulder-to-shoulder with James Madison. Want more Amicus? Join Slate Plus to unlock weekly bonus episodes with exclusive legal analysis. Plus, you'll access ad-free listening across all your favorite Slate podcasts. You can subscribe directly from the Amicus show page on Apple Podcasts and Spotify. Or, visit slate.com/amicusplus to get access wherever you listen. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

“The Chief Justice… is presiding over the end of the rule of law in America”. That quote did not come from host Dahlia Lithwick, but this week's guest, former Federal Circuit Court Judge and George H. W. Bush appointee, J Michael Luttig. On this week's show, Judge Luttig explains the unprecedented split we're seeing between the federal courts and the highest court in the land in response to Trump's lawlessness on everything from tariffs, to due process, to deploying the National Guard, and what it all means for the future of American democracy.  Next, Dahlia talks to the CEO of the small family business at the center of the tariffs case that will be argued at SCOTUS on Wednesday. Rick Woldenberg of Learning Resources explains why he's standing up to Trump's monarchic power grab, and why he sees himself standing shoulder-to-shoulder with James Madison. Want more Amicus? Join Slate Plus to unlock weekly bonus episodes with exclusive legal analysis. Plus, you'll access ad-free listening across all your favorite Slate podcasts. You can subscribe directly from the Amicus show page on Apple Podcasts and Spotify. Or, visit slate.com/amicusplus to get access wherever you listen. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

“The Chief Justice… is presiding over the end of the rule of law in America”. That quote did not come from host Dahlia Lithwick, but this week's guest, former Federal Circuit Court Judge and George H. W. Bush appointee, J Michael Luttig. On this week's show, Judge Luttig explains the unprecedented split we're seeing between the federal courts and the highest court in the land in response to Trump's lawlessness on everything from tariffs, to due process, to deploying the National Guard, and what it all means for the future of American democracy.  Next, Dahlia talks to the CEO of the small family business at the center of the tariffs case that will be argued at SCOTUS on Wednesday. Rick Woldenberg of Learning Resources explains why he's standing up to Trump's monarchic power grab, and why he sees himself standing shoulder-to-shoulder with James Madison. Want more Amicus? Join Slate Plus to unlock weekly bonus episodes with exclusive legal analysis. Plus, you'll access ad-free listening across all your favorite Slate podcasts. You can subscribe directly from the Amicus show page on Apple Podcasts and Spotify. Or, visit slate.com/amicusplus to get access wherever you listen. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

In breaking news, a South Carolina Federal Judge who will decide whether Trump's novice prosecutor Lindsey Halligan will keep her judge, has issued a devastating order against Halligan, calling her “the indictment signer” only and refusing to use her US Attorney title, and ordering that “all documents relating” to her “participation in the grand jury” be turned over to the Judge. Michael Popok explains why this is so damning as the Judge considers whether to bounce Halligan AND whether she will throw out the Former FBI Director James Comey and NY AG Tish James Indictment along with it. Learn more about the Popok Firm: https://thepopokfirm.com Subscribe:  @LegalAFMTN  Remember to subscribe to ALL the MeidasTouch Network Podcasts: MeidasTouch: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/meidastouch-podcast Legal AF: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/legal-af MissTrial: https://meidasnews.com/tag/miss-trial The PoliticsGirl Podcast: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/the-politicsgirl-podcast The Influence Continuum: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/the-influence-continuum-with-dr-steven-hassan Mea Culpa with Michael Cohen: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/mea-culpa-with-michael-cohen The Weekend Show: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/the-weekend-show Burn the Boats: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/burn-the-boats Majority 54: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/majority-54 Political Beatdown: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/political-beatdown On Democracy with FP Wellman: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/on-democracy-with-fpwellman Uncovered: https://www.meidastouch.com/tag/maga-uncovered Coalition of the Sane: https://meidasnews.com/tag/coalition-of-the-sane Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

After Mexico's war for independence, a new bride finds herself alone in a haunted house surrounded by people who don't believe her. Isabel Cañas' debut novel The Hacienda blends romance, terror, and the supernatural to tell a story infused with Mexican culture. In a 2022 interview with Weekend Edition Sunday, Cañas told Ayesha Rascoe about the novel's themes – colonialism, social status, the syncretism of Catholicism and indigenous practices – and her own fear of the dark.To listen to Book of the Day sponsor-free and support NPR's book coverage, sign up for Book of the Day+ at plus.npr.org/bookofthedayLearn more about sponsor message choices: podcastchoices.com/adchoicesNPR Privacy Policy

On this episode of the JT Sports Podcast, JT breaks down Elimination Saturday in college football — the weekend where playoff dreams live or die. He dives into Miami vs. SMU, calling Rhett Lashley one of the most underrated coaches in America and explaining why the Hurricanes can't overlook a trap game in Dallas. JT then predicts chaos in USC vs. Nebraska, says Dylan Raiola could expose USC's soft run defense, and explains why Jaden Maiava's mistakes might cost Lincoln Riley everything. He also unpacks Florida's next head coach options if Lane Kiffin turns them down, drops a raw take on whether Deion Sanders is truly a good coach, and makes a bold prediction on Indiana's future under Curt Cignetti. JT's got opinions that'll have every fanbase heated — and you'll want to hear which powerhouse he says is about to get exposed.

This is a recording of an Ask Me Anything live stream originally broadcasted on YouTube, featuring Jade, Chunky and Corey. This live stream dives deep into a topics including current news, politics, culture, personal finance, real estate, investing, the stock market, spirituality and history.If you enjoy lively conversation and want your questions answered in real time, click on this link to watch upcoming live streams and be part of the conversation: https://www.youtube.com/@CoachCoreyWayne/streams